#big biiiig hugs for you

[meownotgood]

Heyy, hope you’re doing well mags <33 I’m excited to read your upcoming fic and I hope you’re taking care of yourself in the process :)) Don’t stress yourself out and remember to take breaks when needed… lotss of love from me and aki 💖

hey!!! it's so nice to hear from you 🥺💞 I'm doing okay, and I'm glad to hear that, I hope you will enjoy it!! I really appreciate your kind words so much. I will try my best! 💪 thank you for being so kind <3 <3

[shuicheese]

Oh holy heck your back I’ve missed your blog

MY DUUUDE HENLO!! <3 <3 i've always been here huhu-- the rare times i actually reblog more than 2 posts because my queue is too long uvu

but hello hi!! how have you been it's been a while! :DD

[holdmytesseract]

Loki request: Reader with KP (Keratosis Pilaris). She is a little insecure about her KP. She finally decides to tell Loki and show him. Of course, the KP doesn't bother him. In fact, he loves it. He tells her that she shouldn't worry about something that bothers silly Midgardians. He will kiss every bump on her body. He sometimes needs to feel her bumpy arms after a bad day.

Just The Way You Are

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Summary: You shut yourself off from Loki; not showing him an inch of your skin. Being the doubtful God he is, he immediately is afraid that he was doing something wrong. What happens when he accidentally uncovers your secret?

Warnings: angst, insecurities/insecure reader, fluff, talks of sex? nudity? even more fluff, Loki being the best boyfriend

Word Count: 2k

a/n: I hope you like this, friend! :) This is the last story of this year! It's been one hell of a ride - that much is clear! Huge thanks to everyone who became part of the crew and read my stories. And of course to all my wonderful friends and mutuals! I love you all! *biiiig hugs*

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Masterlist °☆• Loki Masterlist

The library was empty at that time of the day. It was quiet.

Almost too quiet.

The only sound was the ticking sound of the clock, hanging at the wall. A sound Loki didn't even discerned. He was way too lost in his thoughts - something Thor noticed, too, when he entered the library. All the god of Thunder wanted was to put back a few books Jane had read and now he found his brother staring absent-mindedly at the white wall across from him. Loki wasn't even blinking.

Thor frowned; cocked his head. "Have you magicked the lines of that book on the wall or why are you so focused on white nothingness, brother?" The blonde man's booming voice ripped Loki rather harshly out of his thoughts. He almost jumped out of his skin.

"Oh fy faen, brother!" Loki cursed; jaw clenching. Thor giggled apologetically. "Apologies, brother. I didn't mean to scare you..." He paused for a moment; watched how Loki crossed his arms over his chest; grumbling. "Why were you staring at the wall? Are you quite alright?" The younger god's fingers twitched around the book; body visibly tensing. "Sure." He just said; shaking his head.

Thor was probably not always the smartest, but by now - after all those years, he could tell when something was bothering Loki. Not always, but today was it quite obvious. The blonde shook his head. "You are not. I can tell. Don't fool me, brother. What's bothering you?" Loki snorted. "Nothing of your interest, brother. My problem, not yours." Thor frowned and then shook his head, before he plopped down next to Loki on the way too small sofa for the bulky man's physique, almost crushing his younger sibling.

"Brother, what-" Loki complained, but got cut off by Thor slapping his big palm against his chest; causing all the air to leave his lungs. "Talk to me. I know something is wrong. I want to help you, Loki." The raven haired man coughed; needing to take a big breath. "And..." Another deep breath. "And what exactly makes you think that you can help me?" Thor just shrugged his shoulders; giving him a smile. "Intention. Besides, we are brothers."

Loki crossed his arms over his chest once more. "And what if I simply don't wish to talk to you?" "You don't have to, but I'm sure it would help. Of course you can just keep on bottling all up until it- How does that Midgardian saying go?" Thor frowned; thinking hard. "Ah! Until it eats you up inside!" He shrugged his shoulders again, "Do whatever pleases you." and wanted to stand up, when Loki held him back. "Alright, alright, fine," he grumbled; giving in.

Thor smiled and sat back down beside him. "Spill it. I'm all ears, brother."

Loki sighed; felt the embarrassment creeping a bit up on him. "It's about Y/N... She... She won't let me... see her." Thor frowned; was visibly not catching up, "What do you mean by that?" and causing Loki to roll his eyes. "Oh for faen," he mumbled underneath his breath. "Sex, brother! It's about sex!"

Thor blinked for a few moment, until a shit-eating grin formed on his face. "Does my little brother has problems with satisfying his lady?" He gave him a nudge with his shoulder; wiggling his eyebrows. "Don't fret, brother. I'm the perfect man to give you advice in how to-" Loki pinched the bridge of his nose; already regretting that he agreed to talk to Thor. "It's not that!" He cut his brother off and sighed.

"No?" Thor asked; smile dropping. "What, uh, is it then?" Another sigh left the raven haired god's lips. "Where do I start..." Loki said; more to himself than Thor. "We are together now for almost six months and... I... I'm afraid that I'm doing something wrong..." The blonde's gaze softened; realising that this was a serious, important matter. "Why is that?" Loki started to pick nervously at his nails. "Well, because she... She seems to 'hide' herself from me. She avoids me, seeing her barely dressed or naked. She locks the door when she's showering or changing... I-I mean, I understand that. I really do. If she feels uncomfortable with that yet, then I won't push her, but whenever I try to speak with her about this, she escapes the conversation..." Loki swallows. "And now I'm afraid that I am the reason... You know me, brother... The voices in my head are getting louder and louder. Am I doing something wrong? Did I push her too much and didn't notice it? Is she not trusting me enough? If yes, why?" Loki hung his head; raven curls falling into his face. "I give her all the time she needs. I'd wait forever for her, but... It's bothering me. I-I want to understand it and help her - but I can't, because she won't talk to me... What do I do, brother?"

"Hmm..." Thor hums; scratching his beardy chin. "What if you talk to her properly?" Loki blinked. "Properly?" Thor nodded. "Just... confront her directly. Tell Lady Y/N that this is bothering you and that you wish to understand." "But what if she tries to avoid me again?"

The god of thunder smiled and clapped his hand on Loki's shoulder. "You've got a silver-tongue, brother... Talking is your strength. You just have to wait for the right moment." Loki looked a bit uncertain at the blonde man. "If you say so..." "I know so." The raven haired man gave his brother a small smile. "Thank you."

And Loki waited for the right moment. It took quite a few days for the right moment to arrive, but in the end, it did...

Loki came to you earlier that evening. Steve's eight o'clock meeting didn't take as long as usual and therefore, Loki was too early. Something you didn't know and not anticipated to happen. You were sure that you had enough time to take a shower and get dressed until your boyfriend came back - but you didn't... "Darling?" The god called out for you. It was dark in your apartment. Since you were a couple, Loki spent more time in your home than his. He frowned; looking down the dark hallway - and noticed that the light in your bathroom was on. Only seconds later, he heard the running water of the shower. Loki swallowed hard; knew exactly that you were unaware of his presence. He considered for a millisecond to try and see if the door was open - but no. No, he wouldn't do that. He respected your privacy and whatever you were insecure about.

Taking off his shoes and suit jacket, he decided to wait in the bedroom for you. A green shimmer enveloped his body as he walked inside the cosy room; changing him from his 'business clothes' into casual clothes. Sweatpants and t-shirt. He grabbed the book resting on your nightstand and flopped on the bed; reading.

Meanwhile you still hadn't a single clue that Loki was already back and currently chilling on your bed. Therefore, you finished showering carelessly and made your way to the bedroom after blow drying your hair - only wearing underwear, in order to get dressed.

Humming the song which ghosted through your brain already the whole day, you opened the door and walked in. You were so rapt in the song, you didn't even notice that your bedside lamp was on - or your boyfriend laying on the bed. Loki blinked; was quite shocked about your 'careless behaviour'. His eyes widened as they travelled over your almost nude body; seeing the holy temple he always wanted to worship but never could suddenly in front of him.

"D-Darling?" He more or less stuttered out with a husky voice.

Hearing the sound of his voice; you flinched badly and literally were completely taken by surprise. Like a deer, caught in the headlights you stared at Loki; eyes at the size of plates. But once your mind had caught up, all warnings bells inside your brain were ringing. Get out of here! Get out of here! Your mind was screaming at you. Escape the situation! Flee!

Acting on your instinct, you did just that. You ran. Out of the bedroom, inside the bathroom; door flying shut behind you. Loki immediately realised what was going on and jumped to his feet; storming after you - but he was too slow. Just when he reached the door, the lock clicked shut.

"Darling?!" Loki was afraid; worried that he scared you off even more now. I should've told her I am here, he cursed himself internally. "Y/N? L-Love, please... I'm sorry." A few seconds later, he heard a small sob from the other side; followed by a uncertain, wobbly voice. "A-Are... Are you going to leave me now?"

Loki frowned; was more than just confused - if that was even possible...

"Why... Why in all the nine realms should I leave you, love?" You sobbed - and it almost broke the god's heart. "B-Because you saw me half naked... You probably even saw it..."

Loki blinked. That was it. He couldn't take this anymore. "Okay, darling, please open the door. We need to talk. This is long overdue."

You already feared the worst, as you anxiously unlocked the door and opened it slowly, hesitatingly; letting Loki in. He stepped inside - and was face to face with your almost naked self for the second time in his life. While you fought the urge to cover yourself, Loki literally bathed in the vision of your beautiful body.

"You are stunning, my love. Absolutely beautiful. A goddess."

You blinked. "I-I... What? Loki, are you... Are you kidding me?" Those words almost hurt him. "Why should I, love?" Your jaw dropped. You couldn't believe this. "Don't... Don't you see it?" You gestured at your legs, shoulders and belly. "Are you blind?" A single tear was running down your cheeks - and Loki fought the urge to wipe it away. "You mean the red, bumpy dots-" "On my skin, yes." You interrupted him. Loki swallowed; was very uncertain about how to react in that situation right now. You seemed hurt, but also sad, insecure and angry.

"What are they? Is it a-a illness?" You nodded; defeated. "Keratosis Pilaris. A skin condition, which leaves not very pretty small, rough, reddish or white bumps and patches on the skin." Loki stayed silent for a moment; processing your words. "Is it... harmless?" "Yes." A relieved breath left his lips. "Oh thank the Norns. You really had me worried there for a second, darling." You blinked; were on the brink of being speechless. "You... You are not... d-disgusted?" Horror overtook your boyfriend's face. "Disgusted?!" He shook his head. "No, no, my darling Y/N. Absolutely not. You are the most beautiful woman those eyes have ever seen. I don't care about the bumps and patches. It's a part of you - and I love every part of you."

"Y-You do?"

"Yes. With all my heart."

The butterflies within you belly were running wild at his sweet, heart melting words. It became a lot to handle suddenly; your emotions, insecurities and fears overwhelming you. Words failed you. All you could do was cry. Loki was instantly by your side; literally catching you, wrapping you up in a snug, warm hug. His lips pressed against your forehead. "Shh, my beautiful angel. I love you."

You snuggled even closer against him and just cried; getting all out of your system.

When you had calmed down a bit, Loki carried you back into the bedroom and laid down on the bed with you; pulling you against his body. "Was that the reason why you always avoided to get undressed in front of me?" You nodded; another tear rolling down your cheek. "Y-Yes. I-I'm pretty insecure about my KP a-and well... All the guys I dated before you were, uh, they... They didn't like it." Loki was shocked. Appalled at what you just told him. "All those Midgardian men never fail to disgust me... How dare they." He spat; shaking his head. "They clearly don't know how to treat a woman properly." The god smiled lovingly at you and started to pepper your skin with kisses; paying extra attention to the little bumps on your body.

"Never ever hide yourself from me, my love. I love you just the way you are, okay?" You nodded; giving him a small smile. "Okay."

[heartfullofleeches]

Clown Reader and the monster yan scientist introduced to their show to teach it about the world -

You enter the dimly lit patted cell with your hands against the wall as the metal door slams shut behind you. The stale air is pungent - acidic. Your nails chip at wearing paint as they scrape along the crevices in the walls as you stumble through the dark, tripping over your own signed merch and what you will yourself to believe are plastic dolls. The sole source of light in the room emits from a television in its far right corner. Matted hair and skeletal fingers obscure the familiar vibrant set on display - your own, chipper voice reverberating throughout the hollow prison.

"Now, I want you to close your eyes, wrap your arms around your chest, and give a biiiig squeeze. That's me, hugging you! - until next time. See you soon!"

The hands peel away from the tv with a wet sliick! as the arms attached fall around its shadowed frame. A tiny doll rests nestled in the crook of its elbow as the shadow rasps and coos in delight - lengthy, slime drenched ashen tongue patting the toy's rosy cheek. The teeth embedded into the muscle flattened againat the doll's face as it drags across - retracting into the grey flesh and leaving the plush exterior unscathed. You step back; beady, sunken eyes darting in your direction as your foot lands on the voicebox stitched into the stomach of one of your dolls.

"Cuddle me!"

The shadow drops to all four, cradling the arm with your doll to its chest. You soon realize it's number of limbs was double by three as five hands find perch on parts of your body. A growl rumbles in its throat and through your teeth, but as its jaws draw towards your neck it stops to sniff your skin. The creature looks between you and the doll in its hand, chittering softly as its eyes switch between the mini you and the real thing. You crack a smile, blinking tears from your eyes.

"H-hey, big guy! My friends out there tell me you're a fan, and from the looks of you, you might be the biggest! What's your name?"

The creatures hisses return with vengeance at the mention of others, but break into gentle purrs at the acknowledgment of being your greatest fan. It lets you go, searching around and plucking something off the breast pocket of one of those dolls you saw earlier. It licks the rectangle clean of the viscous fluid staining its frontside. It shoves the nametag in your face, tapping its claws against the plastic.

"Kevin? Your name is Kevin?"

The creature coos again, nodding its head before dipping in to sweep its tongue cross your cheek. Your smile becomes a little more genuine as you wipe your face on your sleeve. You extend your arms as it drops the doll and holds out theirs. "It's nice to meet you, Kevin."

Crackposts because yes:

Clown Reader, pointing at the scientists hiding behind thick glass: Kevin, can you tell me who this is?

Kevin, growling: Sinclair....

Clown Reader: Right! [Points at themselves] Who am I?

Kevin: Spouse.

Clown Reader: It's Y/n, actually

Kevin: Mine.

Clown Reader: Y/n

Kevin: Love.

-

Clown Reader: Ok, gang! Hope you're all ready to meet the new member to our crew.

Clown Reader, walks back stage and pulls a paper mask over Kevin's head: Alright, Kev! This is your first show. If you be good, we can do all tons of stuff together. Remember our number one rule?

Kevin: No biting. No scratching. No eating. Smile and wave

Clown Reader: Wonderful! Well, we can't keep them waiting any longer

[Clown Reader leads Kevin outside who immediately side eyes a literal puppet, pointing at its sockets before pointing down at it. The puppet silently sinks below the table.]

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

Connected ch1

pairing: chan x reader

genre: fluff, hurt/comfort

word count: ~1.3k

synopsis: upset reader comments on chans room, chan sees it and privately reaches out to reader to comfort them.

warnings: crying, brief mention of dying (like as a joke), christopher using his rizz, i think that’s all?

an: this is a repost from my recently deceased blog hyunjins-orange-slice. may she rest in peace. this was originally a request from a moot but now has turned into a full series!

masterlist * next chapter

your phone dinged with a notification. wiping the tears from your cheeks, you pick up the device.

youtube: Stray Kids is Live- 찬이의 “방” 🐺 ep.209

you clicked on the link. the screen shows the studio, chans empty chair, the chat moving so quickly you struggle to read it, and FAM plays softly in the background.

you prop your phone up on the pillow next to you, curling your body on its side, sniffling still but finding comfort in the livestream.

as the song comes to an end, chan takes his seat. “안녕하세요“ he sing songs, smiling. and you smile too.

the live goes on for a little over an hour, and by the end of it you’re feeling a bit better. but you have a sneaking suspicion that once the video ends, so will your happiness. even the thought of that steals away some of your joy.

“stayyy im going to go.” he says. “감사합니다“

he waits a moment as more comments roll in. he reads through them.

‘no don’t go!’ ‘bye channie! remember to rest and eat well!’. ‘사랑해요~~’ ‘big hug??’

you read through the chat the best you could, and you normally don’t comment. but today you weren’t having the best day and his live really helped you, if only for a moment. so you click on the chat bar and begin typing.

“chan, im having a pretty rough day today, but your big hugs always help! thank you for this livestream ❤️”

you hesitated for a moment. reading your comment over and over, wondering if it sounded too cheesy. you decided that it totally sounded too cheesy, but the live was ending and what are the odds of him seeing it anyway? so you press send.

he’s still looking down at his phone, reading the comments.

“you’re having a rough day?” he reads aloud, looking up into the camera. your stomach dropped, and the eye contact was making you blush. “i’m sorry you’re having a bad day.” he pouted. “i’m glad i could help a little.” he smiles and then stands. “for everyone who’s having a bad day, or for anyone who may want one, let’s do a hug” he spreads his arms out wide, “biiiig hugggg” he says, leaning toward the screen.

you knew the smile on your face was goofy as hell, but you didn’t care. you couldn’t help it. he sat back down and said his outro, thanking the stays and doing his signature pose, and then the screen went black.

the smile stayed on your face for longer than you expected. but then the day came crashing back to you, the same thoughts, the same fears plaguing your brain. you let out a sad sigh. you could feel the tears coming on again, so you grabbed your switch, deciding you would try to occupy your brain with video games so you wouldn’t be thinking about your life (mood).

you played for hours, your thumbs moving furiously over the joysticks, until eventually you fell into a fitful sleep. you awoke in the middle of the night from yet another nightmare, your heart beating out of your chest, your face and pillow wet with your tears. you reach for your phone in the darkness to check the time. 2am. but that’s not the only thing you see on your screen. you have an instagram messenger notification. you were instantly confused. no one ever messages you on instagram. you cautiously opened the app and clicked the messages in the top corner. what you saw next had your heart seizing. you had accepted your fate. this was how you died and honestly.. you were okay with it. because on your screen, staring back at you, was a message from bang chan. like thee bang chan. like christopher bahng himself. complete with blue check mark and all.

you sat bolt upright in bed, suddenly not sleepy at all but at full attention. you clicked on his message.

“hey this might be weird.. and im not even sure if you’re the right person im looking for. but this picture and username matches the one on youtube?” -9:04pm

“is that weird? it’s weird.” -9:06pm

“i’m sorry ㅋㅋ“ -9:07pm

“did you comment on a live stream of mine that you were having a bad day? if not, this is totally embarrassing and ignore this.” -9:08pm

“oh, you’re probably sleeping” -9:30pm

“sorry again.” -9:31pm

•

you chuckled at his messages. they seemed very… chan. but then the realization hit you. do you message him back? of course you do. every stay dreams of this moment. so you should send him a message. right? yes. definitely reply. but what do you say?

‘oh my god’ you type and erase. ‘yeah that’s me’ erase ‘i’m such a big fan’ erase ‘sorry if i bothered you’ erase

damn this was hard. what do you even say to a famous person?

hands shaking, you settle on a response and type it out before taking a deep breath and hitting send.

“you found me! totally not weird. and yeah i commented on chans room. today wasn’t the best but you made it so much better. thank you!” -2:38am

after you sent the message, you couldn’t stop yourself from reading it over and over, analyzing everything you said. you had decided it was a weird message and you shouldn’t have sent it. you were about to freak out when he responded.

“i’m glad you were the right person! i’m relieved ㅋㅋ” -2:45am

“i just wanted to check in with you. make sure you’re okay. if that’s okay.” -2:45am

you couldn’t believe this. he’s so sweet for checking on you. your heart swelled. you quickly typed out a response to him, knowing his time is valuable and probably limited at this moment.

“that’s so nice of you. i’m doing okay. i distracted myself with video games. haha.” -2:48am

“well i did until i fell asleep and had a nightmare.” -2:48am

“you had a nightmare? i’m sorry to hear that.” -2:50am

“i wish i could go live every time you needed me.” -2:50am

he is literally the sweetest human and you thought you may cry.

“you don’t have time for that. you’re so so busy. one hour with you earlier helped me so much, truly. you’ve already done so much.” -2:53am

“not if you’re having nightmares.” -2:55am

“that’s not your fault tho, chan.” -2:56am

“chan?” -2:57am

“sounds so formal. ㅋㅋ” -2:57am

“well.. that’s your name. so… haha” -2:58am

“i think i prefer channie. ㅋㅋ” -3:00am

“or you can just call me your boyfriend.” -3:00am

you squealed and giggled, kicking your feet under your covers. he did not just say that.

“maybe i should just call you chrizztopher.” -3:02am

“ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ” -3:03am

“that works too. ㅋㅋ” -3:03am

“i’m sorry, but i have to go now. busy busy.” 3:04am

your heart fell a little, but you know how busy he is and you got more time with him than most people, so you were happy.

“that’s okay! thank you for checking on me. it was very kind. ❤️” -3:06am

“oooh hearts. i like hearts. ❤️❤️❤️” -3:07am

“good night. and if you have another nightmare, message me. i’ll have my notifications on.” -3:07am

you had the thought that the world does not deserve bang chan. and what did you do to deserve him? you felt so lucky.

“thank you channie. don’t work too hard.” -3:08am

and then he was gone. off to record some music, or write some music, or take some pictures, or do an interview, you didn’t know. but you fell back asleep with a smile on your face and for the first time in a long time, you slept through the night.

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Platonic Yandere Tengen Family | Trick or Treat

“I WANT TO TRICK OR TREAT THIS YEAR!”

A collective gasp filled the room and your father crossed his muscular arms. Your burst of confidence seemed to leave your body along with the words that you practically shouted to your parents. 

“Now why would you want to do that?”

It was a genuine question, you wre well into your elementary years to finally ask your parents if you could go. As always you were different. Everyone else didn’t have to ask their parents, they just went. Coming back the next day with countless horrifying stories and lunch boxes full of candy. You couldn’t even be like your friend who just didn’t celebrate.

“Oh I don’t celebrate it. I just got to help mama bake in the kitchen.”

You couldn’t even say that because you didn’t know. You recalled you once asked your Mama-Hina, she smiled and patted your head promising to help you make some pumpkin shaped cookies. While they tasted delicious, you found that was all that was done and it wasn’t much to report when everyone spoke of their eventful night. You did try asking Mama-Makio but she laughed and roughly slapped your back saying, “Yeah but that stuffs for babies, right?”

You asked Mama-Suma and you were worried you’d erupted an ear-drum as she shoved you into her chest wailing all about how, ‘the holiday is too scary for her baby!’ 

You realized you never went to ask your only father. Something about it seemed final, to ask your father who had the final say. At his word everyone listens–for the most part– and maybe as a subconscious rule for yourself you never let yourself think to ask him. Until now.

“I-i want to go and get candy like my friends. I-i don’t have t-to go with them but I want to have a basket full of candy like everyone else!”

Mama-Hina came from behind your father to put a warm hand on your back. 

“If you want candy so bad we can just get you a biiiig pack. Just for you.”

She gave you her loving smile and you could hear your other mothers nod in agreement as they surged closer to you as though you were satisfied. You shook your head pulling away from them to cling to your father’s shirt. You looked up at him as you made your final plea.

“Papa, please! I want to trick or treat like everyone else! To earn my candy by how cute I’ll look in my costume!”

You father looked to the ceiling leaving you everyone in suspense as he gave an audible sigh. Looking into your big beady (e/c) eyes with his own fushcia pair before scooping you up into his arms to hold you high above his head and everyone elses. 

“You can go!” 

“Yay!” 

Focused on giving celebratory hugs and thank-you’s to your father who was all smiles, you were completely oblivious to the horror-stricken faces of your mothers.

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“Why would you agree to that?! Now they're going to want to go every year!”

“And they’ll probably grow-up even faster if we do that!!! Wahhhhh my baby’s going to scare themselves to death Waaah.”

Tengen had been selected for the honor of dropping you off to school today, courtesy of encouraging you in the new adventure that was “Trick or Treat.” Arriving back home had him bombarded with the worrisome and tearful expressions of his wives. Ignoring Suma’s light punches to his chest and Makio trying to pull her away, he tilted his head at Hinatsuru who was lazer focused on folding some clothes. Uzui sweatdropped as he realized she was giving him the silent treatment as she cleaned up after your exciteful mess this morning. Ever since he gave his verdict you’d been joyfully dancing around chanting all about how you ‘were trick or treating this year!’ You were so happy that you were completely blocking out the soft comments of your Mama-Hina both trying to reel you back in from Cloud 9 by warning you of the restrictions that will definitely be set in place. Don’t get her wrong, your smile makes everyone’s heart flutter but the reason as to why puts a strain on their joy. 

If you were asking to go trick or treating now, what would be next?! Going with friends?! Alone?! Going to horror houses!? Leaving home forever?! It seemed as though all the well-driven fears of strangers and monsters no longer dissuaded you. What were they to do?!

“Do you think I wouldn’t, consider what this would mean?” 

The hustle and bustle from his wives (Makio & Suma) immediately calmed to listen to him. Even Hinatsuru slightly turned her head to hear what their husband had to say. He smirked before proudly exclaiming.

“We’ll be there the whole way until we aren’t.”

“W-what?!”

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“Mama, what do you think? Do I look good?”

You posed for Suma who lost the draw in who was allowed to come with on the costume hunt. Apparently they were afraid of too many people making a scene. Anyway you ultimately decided to be a chocolate-chip cookie. She cooed along with the rest of your mothers as you twirled around with your milk themed basket. Uzui looked on with his own smile, relishing in not only the really cute pictures he’d get from this but the steps for his plan to fall into place. 

It wasn’t long before the sun had begun to set and you saw the other costumed children begin to make their rounds. You clutched the finger of your father’s massive hand as you tried to get him to move faster. 

“It's okay, papa you look super flashy! Now let’s go!” 

You figured he was stalling because he was shy of the macaroni necklaces you gave him as a makeshift  costume. You weren’t aware of the final instructions your father was giving to your mothers before letting your tiny body pull him along outside. 

“You’re right I do look flashy!” 

“Now come on Dad! We gotta get all the good candy before it's gone.”

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The night was turning out to be a blast. You were given countless compliments on how cute you were in your costume. Not to mention you got more candy when you pointed to your dad. You figured they must have liked your makeshift costume because they would give you even more candy. 

It was almost like the stories all your friends had told you; not to mention the insane amounts of candy you would get to have once you got home. Your bag was so big it was practically bursting. You beamed at the candy, pausing to yawn before taking in your surroundings. It was darker now, lights were turning off and Jackolanterns were being put out. It was time to go home but when you whipped your head behind you…your guardian wasn’t there.

“Papa?”

Only being met with the silence of the night. Even the crickets weren’t making any sound and you were all alone. You took a deep breath in and out, while trying to keep yourself calm you heard a rustle in the tree above. You looked above in time only to see something black and furry fall on your face. You didn’t scream you didn’t flail as you calmly removed the object from you to find that it was just a spider decoration.

You breathed a sigh of relief as you saw a string pull it back into the tree as you continued on thinking of where your home is. It wasn’t far but it did seem longer as you had no one to hold hands with. But this was okay. You're a big kid. After all you did go trick or treating today and that was a successful quest in its own right. 

“Awwwwooooooh!” 

You heard a mighty howl that had you scanning the area surrounding you, seeing no one but still feeling alarmed you walked a little faster. You were once again back in silence before hearing a gruff breathing growing nearer. You didn’t stop, you only sped up not enough to run but enough to stay a distance away from whatever had begun tailing you. Still hearing and now feeling whatever this was growing closer, you decided on a plan. 

Breaking into a sprint you let your little legs carry you as far as you could. Getting tired you looked for an opening before seeing an open gate with a dog house. Without thinking you tucked yourself inside letting whatever was following you pass by in a confused state. 

In the dark of the dog house you can see the soulless eyes of a pitbull. 

“Oh sorry for using your space….uh you can have these for payment.”

You reached into your bag fishing out the packaged sliced apples a loud woman insisted you have. Opening the bag and laying the slices on the ground the dog happily munched on the fruit slices as you gave a good scratch to his head. With slight difficulty you shoved your costume out of the doorway before turning around to blow a kiss.

“Bye baby, enjoy the apples!” 

You went along your way remembering the path to your house being sure to look at your surroundings. And as you neared your house you did find something odd: a drying trail of red liquid that started on the sidewalk that led to a patch of trees. You gulped before committing to follow the burgundy splotches in the dirt to an out of place box. It was giant and wooden, surrounded by chains that seemed to have fallen off. As you got closer you made a shocking discovery.

“Pee--yew! This stinks.”

You exclaimed to yourself as you lifted its lid. It was really heavy and you could hold it just enough to see what was inside. It was a mass of something and definitely responsible for the stench you smelt so easily. There were bugs all around and in it, you couldn’t handle it anymore, dropping the lid to wave the air in front of your nose as you walked back to the path, shaking in disgust before making your way back home. 

You had finally made it to your doorway already seeing the familiar silhouettes making frantic movements along with the muffled shouts of the family. You were going to knock before the feeling of being watched took over. Like you had many times before scanned your surroundings falling on the easily missed fellow in a suit. Across the street he looked deep in thought as he stared at your house. So invested that he failed to notice you come up beside him and tug at his sleeve. 

“Hi there Sir, I like your costume.”

You motioned to the red paint on his face. He didn’t respond, he just kept looking at you. You thought for a moment realizing he must be shy and since he was staring at your house he must have wanted to trick or treat. You gave him a sorry look before reaching into your bag. 

“I’m sorry we finished Trick or Treating for the night but here you can have this.” 

Grabbing his hand you open it and close it to hold the candy bar. You pat his hand and flash a smile before skipping back to your house and finally knocking on the door. With hardly any time passing at all the door swung open and multiple pairs of hands came and grabbed you pulling you inside to smother you with hugs and kisses. 

“Waaahhhh (Y/n) why were you out so late!? Why didn’t you come back, right away!!?”

“Were you scared baby? Papa came back without you. I was so worried.”

“(Y/n)...you’ve been through a scary experience, are you sure you want to go ‘Trick or Treating’ again?”

The room falls into a silence as you finish hugging your father who has a hard time letting you go even as you pull away to answer.

“Uhm uh..”

Everyone seemed to lean closer as you thoughtfully mulled over your night. Before coming to a conclusion at which you nodded to yourself.

“Yes! I want to do it again!”

A collective groan sounded from your mothers as your father loudly laughed only quieting when he felt your tiny hand push at his chest.

“But uhm, maybe you shouldn’t come with me since you just left me right after it was over…” 

You weren’t joking and Uzui Tengen took that to heart. It was all a part of his plan and he truly was watching you the whole time. His previously laughing face had turned into one of horror as his wives began to laugh at him. 

Subtly pushing for you to sit on the couch Makio and Suma helped you take off your costume to get ready for your bed-time routine while Hinatsuru fixed you a warm glass of milk. You recounted your adventure as they nervously looked at one another before hyper-focusing on their respective tasks.

“And then I met this one guy who was dressed up as that one singer with the nightmare music video!”

“A singer?” Hinatsuru sent a look to the no longer frozen in horrified shock, Uzui who perked up at your revelation. 

“Yeah, he wanted to come inside but *Yawn* I gave him some candy instead.” 

Carefully handing you your warmed cup of milk Hinastsure let Makio and Suma fight over how to put you to bed. You sleepily waved as you disappeared into the hall with a bickering Suma and Makio. 

“Uhm Uzui…did you see anyone that matched that description?” Her lilac orbs were already ashaken with concern as her husband didn’t respond, only looking cryptically at the sidewalk across from their house. 

[eternalsa2z]

Proposal

"OMG he finally did it! I mean, I knew he was gonna propose for, like, forevvvver. We, like, talked about a deal waaaaay back when I was a boring old boss and he was, like, my big smarty-pants R&D guy. Ever since he first put my favorite necklace on me to seal our deal he's been sooooo good to me!"

"As part of our deal he, like, paid for my meals when we went to restaurants. Treated me to salon trips to get my hair and nails done. Bought me a whole new wardrobe to fit my biiiig new boobies and smooth little crotch after my surgeries. Honestly he's paid for a lot!" *GIGGLE*

"But, like, I've given him a lot back too! I smile all pretty when he shows me off at company parties, like his promotion to CEO. I make sure to hug and kiss him all the time, like, not just because I love him but because he looooves feeling my enhanced lips and titties up against him. And of course, like, we've been having hawt sex soooo much the past year that I've told him he, like, needs to make me an honest woman!"

"So finally he did! Isn't the ring gorgeous. The perfect match for my life-changing necklace. But you know the cutest thing? When he proposed he asked the most romantic thing. He asked, 'Will you be my bimbo?' So of course, I just, like, squealed and said 'I, like, totes do!'"

"Now I'm, like, his bimbo trophy wife while he runs his business. Best. Proposal. Ever!"

[try-set-me-on-fire]

@eowon @rogerzsteven @devirnis and @thewolvesof1998 all tagged me in temptation Tuesday! Let's see do I have any new temptations...

Well this fic is me giving into temptation instead of writing like any of the longer more pressing fic ideas I have going ahshsh

This scene popped into my mind and I feel like I should find someplace to put it. Maybe it could go in proposal fic?

“Dad?”  Buck’s head does a little swivel around the room at Christopher’s voice. “Think he’s in the backyard, kid.”  “No-“ Chris frowns a little, coming close enough to tug on Buck’s sleeve. “I mean… Dad. Buck, Dad.” Buck blinks, once and then several times very rapidly. This morning Eddie had told him Christopher wanted to try something, smiling a mischievous little smile as he’d given him the mysterious heads up, but Buck hadn’t expected this. He swallows and tries to play it cool even as tears are forming in his eyes. “Oh- uh- Yeah?” “Can I go play Minecraft? Dennis and Leah said they were going to be online.” Chris’ face is so open and innocent, like he maybe just forgot its chore day in the Diaz house and last Buck checked he hadn’t even really started on his room yet. “Please, Dad?”  Buck’s still watery eyes narrow. “You’re a little bit evil,” he says, pointing at him. Chris just keeps smiling serenely like he’s never even heard of the concept of weaseling out of responsibilities, never even thought about emotionally bribing his poor old Buck. “Dad?" Biiiig eyes. "Can I?”  “… No?” It comes out warbly and high pitched and completely unsure.  "No to what?" Eddie comes down the hallway, wiping dirty hands on his old worn chore day jeans.  "Nothing," Chris says, innocently, beginning to giggle. He full on cackles as Buck loops an arm around him and gives him a gentle noogie. "You gremlin," Buck grins, holding the kid as he squirms. He looks up at Eddie, who's smiling down at the two of them so fondly. Dad? Buck mouths, feeling once again the sort of freefall swoop he gets in his stomach whenever he finds a new way the Diaz family have seamlessly fit him into their lives. Eddie does a little head tilt nod, smile even warmer. Then his eyebrows scrunch up and he points to Chris. What did he do? Buck shakes his head with an eye roll that does nothing to dim how happy he's sure he looks. "You gotta clean your room, child o' mine, video games later."  "Fine," Chris says, voice still laced with laughter. Buck loosens his hold to let him go get on with it, but pulls him into something more like a hug before he does. "Hey," he says, overwhelmed for a moment by how big this kid has grown. He'd been so small, a million years ago in a school parking lot after an earthquake. "I love you so much." Buck feels Chris' smile where he presses it into Buck's shoulder. "Love you too, Dad."

And then I guess every current wip is kind of tempting me from every other one... I should list 'em out and find some writing game to reblog to make you guys bully me into working on them.

Tagging @rewritetheending @bigfootsmom @burins @anxieteandbiscuits @shortsighted-owl @iinryer

[in-omni-scientia]

Someone has to put a WHOOPEE CUSHION under ⬆️THIS FUCKING THING⬆️ AS HE SITS DOWN on his THRONE and directly cause him to FUCKING EXPLODE

(extra art + biiiig and I mean BIG ramble abt skill designs under the cut. yahoo !)

The thing about me is that I looooove to have images for characters so so clear in my mind. And then Not do that. Like I have designs for Ency and Empathy and Authority soo clear in my brain but then I still don't draw them how I envision them. Sad !

I hope Everyone here knows I have Designs for them in my brain even if they're not featured here. Like not just General designs how I envision them in the game but SPECIFIC to their skillsposting blogs. Smiles. Anyways here are some notes

Most of the skills as I imagine them in the game are literally just walking around naked to me and Ency's and Rhetoric's designs here are remnants of that

I want to draw Ency with like one of those judge cloaks and some glasses with the little chains on them to hold them. Not for any specific reason I just think he might look cute. Grins

Empathy doesn't have like. Clear legs. It's more like glowing fog making the shape of them. Same for the bottom of the dress-looking thing I just got sidetracked. The top pair of arms is permanently close to their chest area but they can move it to give hugs and stuff. Also funny clouds too like in their pfp I forgot that

Authority's design in the first image is based on what the Authority account said to the turtle abt what they look me. Auth to me is like. A head and arms and no lower body. It's just a shadow if you look under there. Sorry for lying by giving him legs. He can adjust his height however he wants to tower over others. hes probably wearing like roman armour under the cloak in that image. idk. smiles

Technically Conceptualization is the smallest skill because the only "natural" (permanent and unchangeable) parts of them is what is in their portrait to me, but they can manifest limbs and stuff like that; they are just outlines, a little like the shoulder-looking part of their portrait in the bottom left

Drama is the Shortest because to me they are just a little tiny octopus. Kind of like the bit in Octodad when he's not disguised as a human, but with shorter arms? I really want to draw them properly and not on my laptop touchscreen slash phone at some point because I need to illustrate just how LITTLE they are to me. Slimeball........

Suggestion is sooo easy bruh it's just how they draw themselves. Smiles

Rhetoric's front guy he's eating is just the upper body and he's like carrying it with an extra pair of arms I think. IDK. I don't know if you've noticed but I'm a little shit at coming up with fancy designs. Rhetoric is actually Normal-Guy Sized, he's just as small as Conceptualization and Drama in that image because I couldn't really figure out a way to make it look Normal otherwise. I'm tired I can't explain anything

Right now I can best describe everyone else as being like, mixes of brainrotdotorg's and scribblemakes' skill designs because they are soooo awesome I want to Eat them. Ah! So sorry!

If any other skillsposters are reading this and have a specific Thing in mind for their skill. Please do let me know. I would Love Love Love to draw things at some stage. Smiles

[minchanlove]

It's Sunday and you know what that means.

Big hug for Stay and biiiig hug for Lee Know (we know that he loves chan's hugs 🫂💗)

I miss Chan's Room, always. ☹️

[yeoyeos]

Hongjoong as a boyfriend [fluff/smut]

warnings:fluff and smut are separated so you have choices,harddom!joong,mentions of dirty talk and neck biting

lmk if i missed anything

a/n: joong has nothing on my m.list so i did this

one first <3

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fluff-

MAKES YOU FEEL THE MOST LOVED I SWEAR

will be a little shy with you at first but opens up eventually

the type to get out flowers nd chocolates tbh

and just for extra "i want you to know how i feel"

W I L L play music that expresses how he feels about you

he'll make a BUNCH of songs for you

some he releases but some he just lets you and him hear

poems too

and i just KNOW he sketches things out

like little drawings of/for you

it's the sweetest

whenever he has time he'll take you on the cutest dates

def goes in a park for a picnic

at sunset too🥺

pulls out ALL the stops just to impress you

might make jongho sing or play guitar for you both for a while

takes lots of pictures and sticks them up in his studio

he's so appreciative of you when he's busy and u spend time with him

if you stay with him in his studio just to be there he'd be so happy

definitely lets you to sit on his lap and listen to what he's making

or maybe just to sit there

there's not a moment where he's listening to music and you don't have the other half of the headphone

that's mostly what makes doing things together fun

thinks of sharing his music like that a very personal thing

loves holding your hands and kissing the back of them

not big on pda but rubs and squezes your hand a lot

will get extremely possessive over the slightest thing

you could be asking an employee for help and he'll think they're flirting with you

he'll grab you and

he knows you're not gonna fall for it cuz you love him

but he knows you're a catch so he thinks everyone wants you

and this man is an A grade S I M P

like he'll jump off the edge of the flat earth for you

definitely the type to say reassuring things

esp if it concerns something you're self conscious about

such a safe space and calm space

his actions say so much

like you'd feel all his passion on just one hug

he's a cutie🥺

but in them sheets!?!? damnnn

smut-

hard dom with a HINT of sub

i feel like he'd be R E E L I N G if you did shit that doms usually do subs

he'd still want control over you

but choke him and praise him and he'd cum on the spot

he's a kinky mf too

he'd try any and everything he can find

esp if you want it or he knows it might please you

BIIIIG on the dirty talk too😩

fucking you hard and whispering dirty shit in your ear

biting your neck and shit too ughh

he'd literally have you shaking and cumming just from his words

and his stare

LORD HIS STARE

he looks at you like he wants to hunt you down fr😭

it's like he owns you

try to take control and its down punishment lane

does every punishment you can think of

but if you do manage to take control then he's such a whiney sub

begs and begs in a dom kinda way

and it's both the cutest and hottest thing ever😩

plsss choke him i feel like he'd love that

praise him to the high heavens

make him slowly fall apart and you know you've done a good job

so good at aftercare

always makes sure to leave a bottle of water by the bed before you do anything just in case

takes care of you even if you don't need it

and always says he doesn't need taking care of but he does

pls treat him like a baby after😭

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a/n: guess who's back bitches [kinda]

ateez masterlist

masterlist

[babiepupp]

i saw u do peach my bsf is asking for daisy :3c if u could do cg daisy that would be so lovely <3

☆ Absolutely! She would make a great cg, never a dull day with her! Hope you like these!!

⋆୨୧˚ CG!Daisy HC’s! ˚୨୧⋆

♡ She’s much better at taking care of high energy little ones, taking them to make mud pies or just frolic about in the nearby wildlife with them, she always adds a whimsical element, making a normal walk seem like a perilous journey, oh so scary!

♡ Incredibly gentle with her little petal, but won’t hesitate to go Mama Bear mode when someone makes them cry, she’s great when it comes to handling tough situations and meanies!

♡ She loves taking her little one out to play in the sun, she’ll teach them now to play sports too- although she’ll make sure it isn’t too overwhelming for the little.

♡ She always picks flowers for her little, and loves to put them in their hair, daffodils, daisies, marigolds! Any cute flower and she’ll either put it in your hair or weave it into a type of daisy chain for you!

♡ Is always there when needed, you need a shoulder to cry on? She’s there for you, in need of a big bear hug? She’s your gal!

♡ Spoils you a ton, although not to the same extent as Peach, Daisy’ll give you a lot, but she’ll make sure you deserve it!

♡ She’s stern when she needs to give her little one a timeout, but after it’s over, she goes back to being all affectionate again!

♡ BIIIIG cuddler, she’s always sneaking up on her little petal and lifting them up in the air, making sure they’re safe and secure in her arms.

˚ʚ🌼ɞ˚

[strawbubbysugar]

AAAHDHDHDH I love Hello’s design they look like a splendid ball of joy and rainbows! I can’t wait to rip into him and find confetti and candy! I love him so much

I wanna give him a BIIIIG HUG

Hello: you can have a big hug!!

Hello: …

Hello: please don’t do the first thing!!!

[natsuki-bakery]

˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ Alfred cg headcanons ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳

•Golden retriever dog cg !!

•Loves to be called : Papa and dada !

•Petnames : cutie pie, super star, little sugar, golden star, pup, sweetie, cute one, bunny, kiddo

•Smiles non-stop

•"Good job kiddo/little one" when you show him your drawings

•Rewards you with star stickers

•Activities inside : playing video games, coloring, drawing, play pretend (astronaute, cowboys, heros), watching Captain America, jumping on the bed/trampoline, build a fort and sing Disney songs

•Activities outside : play pretend, searching new stuff (like rocks), picking flowers

•A lot of up-ups !!

•Likes physical love, will hold your hands everytime

•Best at making snacks

•Loves playing hide and seek

•Alfred has no special rules, just make sure to not get hurt while playing !

•Feeling in a bad mood ? He will comforts you with a big blankie, hot cacao, cartoons and biiiig hugs <3

•Russia and Japan often helps him making diner or making an activity list

•Bedtime at 9pm, surrounded in bed with a ton of plushies

•Will draw with you and put your drawings on the fridge

•Sfw interactions only | read my dni ! •Don't repost and claim as yours ! Reblogs are okay but not reposts !

[littlemissagere]

Luxiem Agere headcanons!

—+ 🍌 💛 🖊️ 🦊 🧧 !

———) 🖊️ Ike Eveland !

💙 Sleepy / Tired caregiver

🖊️ Strict in a way to keep his kiddos safe!

💙 Prefers “Baba” and “Papa” over Dad/Daddy , mom/mama is okay too!

🖊️ Is good at soothing his baby, and trying to keep them calm and comfortable

💙 Has a bag filled with everything his kiddos will need, and does his best to keep track of them all

🖊️ Won’t admit it out right, but does find his kiddos rather sweet <3

💙 Calls his little(s) ; Sweetie , Hon , Honey , Sweetheart , Kiddo , Little one

🖊️ Reads stories to his kiddos !

———) 💛 Luca Kaneshiro !

🐾 I see Luca as a Flip !

💛 Pet and Age regressor !

🐾 Little age 3-7

💛 Like a little puppy!

🐾 Very hyper and lovely

💛 Will run around for hours, before eventually falling asleep in someone’s arms, cuddled

🐾 Bites , in a loving way

💛 Leg hugs, holds finger , kicks feet

🐾 Biiiig babbler

💛 Likes Sippy cups!

🐾 Likes head pats, it makes him feel reasurred!

💛 Pillow fort master !

🐾 Thinks he’s bad with kids, and used to think that linked with Littles, turns out it didn’t for him

💛 Shows praise a lot, no matter what it is

🐾 Sticker fanatic

💛 “Woaaah good job!”

🐾 Super Sweet , Bear hugs

———) 🦊 Mysta Rias !

- note : I know he’s graduated since, but he’s still special to mention <3

🦊 Flip Mysta!

🔎 He doesn’t regress too much, but when he does he’s around 4-6

🦊 Nonverbal regressor

🔎 Needs lots of comfort when little, it makes him feel safe and wanted

🦊 Likes affection, to be held, pet

🔎 clings to his caregiver 24/7

🦊 Grumpy yet Hyper caregiver

🔎 The other littles in Luxiem are usually teasing him, and he often gives in

🦊 Doesn’t know how to reassure, so resorts to physical comfort

🔎 LOUD.

🦊 Smiley, even if he doesn’t realize it

🔎 “little detective” “Kit”

🦊 You can call him anything besides Daddy

🔎 Usually ends up being the victim of tag, being chased by hyper Littles

———) 🍌 Shu Yamino

🍌 Calm but funny Caregiver

🪄Very understanding and calm energy

🍌 Usually can’t keep up with the others, but tries to keep everyone safe

🪄 Let’s all the littles give him “make overs”

🍌 Will give pats and forehead kisses a lot

🪄 Good with Autistic and Non verbal littles, won’t force you to talk or make contact. Hugs are too much? That’s okay, he just wants you to be happy!

🍌 Thinks they’re the sweetest thing ever, giggly

🪄 Mama Yamino (real)

———) 🧧 Vox Akuma

🥢 Flip Vox !

👺 Little age of 1-5 , little lean !

🥢 Needy, low maintenance, but still wants attention

👺 Got time out for biting

🥢 Likes oversized clothing

👺 Is a big hugger and snuggler

🥢 Grabby hands

👺 As a caregiver, he is the best he can !

🥢 He is very affection, it’s how he shows his love!

👺 Keeps track of what his littles do and don’t like

🥢 Lets you call him anything !

👺 Coos and Baby talks his little to soothe them

[coldmori]

hello hollow!!!! you look very huggable..... can i hug you? a biiiig hug? do you want cookies? can you eat? i forgor,,

big..... hug.....?

cookie....?

for me....??

mmm... why is this happening....

... you're trying to trick me.