#cute ass in a hammock

[a-hazbin-reader]

it's valentines day tommorrow- what's alastor gonna do for reader?

I totally forgot about Valentine's Day-

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alastor being a cannibal, Alastor scaring people off

Description: 👆⬆️

Alastor 100% forgets that it's Valentine's Day no matter how hard everyone tries to remind him

He can remember everything else important like birthdays, anniversaries, and other key events in your lives

But somehow, he manages to always forget Valentine's Day

He is so fucking smart but somehow so dumb at the same time, Rosie is the one who saves his ass every year

She literally plans it now, inviting him over the day before Valentine's Day

"So Alastor~ How are you going to spend Valentine's Day with Y/N tomorrow~?"

"How kind of you to ask-What was that now?"

"You forgot again. Didn't you."

Long awkward sip of tea

"You hopeless man, here's what you need to do..."

If it were anyone else then Alastor would be fucked but luckily he's tHe RaDiO dEmOn so he's able to scramble together something impressive

You'll never know he forgot

You wake up to your favorite flowers in your bed and all over the hotel, Niffty having a breakdown because she can't clean them up

Not Alastor standing in the kitchen with an apron on, cooking breakfast for the two of you

Kiss the cook? Don't mind if I do~

He won't accept any gifts from you until he's finished giving you the Valentine's Day you deserve

Mostly out of guilt over forgetting tho

After the most delicious breakfast you've had in awhile, he invites you out for a walk

He's shamelessly checking you out the entire morning, visibly approving of your outfit for the day

He takes you to one of the most beautiful and lush places in the pride ring that he can find, adoring the amazed look on your face

You almost feel like the two of you are a normal couple enjoying the day together, not two sinners in hell who are walking through faux earth scenery

If there's anybody else around then he scares them away so that you two can be alone and unbothered

Keeps an arm wrapped around you the entire walk, resting his head on yours because if he looks at you then he'll lose his mind

You just look so fucking cute rn

While it might just seem like a romantic walk, it's all a ruse to get you to a planetarium

Again, there's nobody there because Alastor wants privacy with his S/O

Because there's nobody there, Alastor took the liberty of decorating it in romantic lighting and getting more comfortable seating for the two of you

Seating might be the wrong word

The two of you end up snuggled together in a hammock, gazing up at stars that used to be familiar to you both

If you can name the stars and constellations then Alastor will happily listen while pulling you to his chest

Maybe you two feed each other snacks

"No, I'm not feeding you a finger, I love you, but I'm not touching that."

"You love me? How embarrassing that must be for you~"

"Still not feeding you that."

"Maybe I should eat you instead~"

KEEP IT PG YOU TWO

If you fall asleep then maybe he'll smooch your face a little bit until you wake back up

Maybe you're only pretending to be asleep

But the gifts don't stop there!

When you two leave, he takes you to the radio tower for a romantic dinner, and that shit is CANDLELIT

🕯 🍝 🕯

It is legitimately a lady and the tramp style dinner date with him doting on you the entire time

He's been a suave gentleman the entire day so far, doing everything he can to make you blush and swoon

But when you finally get the chance to give him your Valentine's Day gift, no matter what it is, he's genuinely flustered

Stares at it while blushing in silence for what feels like the longest time

"You got me this..? For me?"

"Who else would it be for?"

Not his tail wagging

Once he composes himself then he invites you to slow dance with him, holding you inappropriately close to him

Good thing you two are alone

Alastor is a fantastic dancer and a handsome man so that alone is enough to make you flustered

But slow dancing with him while he stares at you with that rare soft expression, with love in his eyes???

You're just a blushing puddle in his arms which is totally what he's going for, cooing at you sweetly

And he only makes it worse once he starts whispering sweet nothings in your ear throughout the entire dance, confessing everything he loves about you

Alastor legitimately has his breath taken away when he looks at your face afterward

You look so grateful for all that he's done for you today, but he still feels guilty for forgetting in the first place

When he thinks of your gift then he only feels worse, cupping your cheek gently

"Y/N...I have something to confess to you..."

"This is all last minute because you forgot about Valentine's Day?"

*shocked Pikachu face*

"...how did you know? Did Rosie tell you?"

"Alastor...darling...baby..."

Not your hand pulling on his cheek before giving it a few condescending pats

"You forget every year~"

Oh yeah

"But you always make it the perfect day~"

Brags about what you said to him the next day with Rosie, not at all noticing how done she looks with him

Hnnnng!! I love this man

[milkloafy]

wait..... this is hella cute!!! <3<3<3<3<3<3<3 if ur free to do reqs could you do hsr boys summer headcanons? im not sure if theyre open so it's fine if u dont thx!!! 🩷🩷

SUMMER SUN; SUMMER FUN — AVENTURINE, DAN HENG, JING YUAN

⋆｡˚ ❀ a/n: ty anon for the request!! :> yes they are open so request awayyy ! i love summer sm best season fr so this was such a fun vibe to write :3 i hope u enjoy! i wasn’t sure which hsr guys u wanted so i just picked my current favs AHDKSLDK 

𝜗𝜚 — AVENTURINE

aventurine would love going to the beach with you 

building sand castles, picking seashells, jumping over the shallow waves along the shore

it all feels fun and refreshing to him. something he did not have the luxury to feel when he was younger

at your encouragement, he signs the two of you up for surf lessons one day

aventurine is…not a natural 

you’re both falling off the boards and needing the instructor to come and fish you out of the waves

after a few too many close calls, aventurine decides he never wants to go surfing again 

when the sun sets and golden hour hits, you take one million photos of aventurine, at minimum 

he models and poses for you, enjoying your excitement whenever you get a good shot 

once you’d had your fill, aventurine sneaks a few photos of you as well

he shows you his favorite beach pic of you with a smile

“you’re prettier than the sunset” 

aventurine ends the day off by buying ice cream for the two of you as you head home <3 

𝜗𝜚 — DAN HENG

while dan heng likes the warmth, he is not a fan of the summer heat

he prefers staying indoors during the summer, at the library or in museum with minimal walking around outside during the day

however, he does like sitting underneath the shade of a tree and reading a book 

some days, he’ll set up a hammock between two trees and ask you to join him 

when the heat cools down and the darkness graces the earth, dan heng likes to walk around and go stargazing 

the temperature is perfect at night—not too hot but also not cold enough to need anything other than a long sleeve shirt or a light jacket

dan heng has read about all the constellations you can see in the summer 

he’s disappointed there’s too much light pollution in most places, but for the stars he can see, he points it out to you and explains the story behind it

what constellation it’s part of, what planet is next to it, is that a space vehicle or a cosmo? 

he would definitely go on one of those websites that sell you a star lmao and “buy” one for you

even though he’s aware it’s a scam, he know you’d find it cute. dan heng shows you the certificate of your new star ownership and the two of you look for the coordinates in the night sky together <3

“you deserve the universe, but for now i got you a star”

𝜗𝜚 — JING YUAN

jing yuan thinks going to an amusement park is the peak summertime activity 

doesn’t matter if you are sweating buckets waiting in the long lines surround by body heat. jing yuan comes prepared. he has a hat, a battery-powered fan with a built-in mist spray, and water bottles with ice 

of course, he shares all that with you once you get tired of using your foldable fan

jing yuan is an amusement park snack afficionado. a salty pretzel? yes. a sweet treat? yes. a whole ass turkey leg? also yes. 

you are never hungry during your outing since jing yuan has you covered 

when you want photos taken of you, you show jing yuan exactly how you want it—angle and zoom and everything

yet when he takes the photo, it comes out off

crooked. blurry. you’re half cut off…

the only good photo he took of you is one where you weren’t prepared and have a horrendously silly look on your face 

“jing yuan… delete that right now.” 

“why? i believe it is called a ‘candid’ by the young folks. very popular.” 

you may not have come out with good photos of yourself, but at least you and jing yuan had fun and will treasure these memories forever. no matter how bad the photo to capture it is. 

[freshlove-sturn]

house on the cape.

pt 1 pt2

based on last friday’s video bc im obsessed with it. (events that happened in the vlog may not be in order just so the story flows how i want, also might add or get rid of some things for that same reason ofc). definitely gonna be multiple parts if yall like it so please let me know!!

summary: when the triplets come back home from la, they reunite with their favorite summer tradition, staying in the house on the cape. amidst all of the familiar laughter, and reminiscing on old memories, y/n can’t ignore the feeling stirring in her heart. something that went deeper than friendship. as she grapples with the fact that her feelings for her lifelong best friend, matt, are more than what’s just at the surface, she must learn to navigate and balance the unspoken feelings, and the gut wrenching fear of risking it all.

a/n: sorry guys but i think im scrapping all my old fics. i just have lost interest in them and i dont want to give yall something that i just half assed yk. i just need something new 😖🙏 don’t hate me pls. also i didn’t proof read and i never do so hopefully this all makes sense LMAO

……………………..

“BOYS TRIP!” chris shouts through the house.

the triplets are back in boston from being in la. i’d be lying if i said that i didn’t wish that these visits would last forever. being across the country from my best friends sucked.

“oh yeah , and you’ll be there too. you’re one of the boys.” chris points at me, smiling before loading the car with our bags.

“chris please never say that again.” i cringe, but fail to keep in my laughter.

“i agree. that was disgusting.” nick chimes in.

“just wanted to make sure you know you’re included.” chris throws his hands up in defense.

“thanks.” i smile and shake my head before getting in the car.

we were staying at their house in cape cod, something all of us looked forward to each summer growing up.

we arrive at nate’s house to pick him up. after the group effort of showering him in compliments for his new hair cut, we get back in the car.

sandwiched between nick and nathan, i check the time on my phone. nick grabs my wrist and moves it out of the way to give himself a better view of my lock screen.

“that is such a cute picture.” he says admiringly. it was a picture of matt and i. the picture was taken from behind while matt gave a piggy back ride back to the car because my feet hurt from wearing heels to madison’s concert.

“you took it.” i laugh.

“i know. i really out did myself huh.” he hypes himself up. i smile and roll my eyes.

once we get to the cape house, we unload the car. all of our bags scattered haphazardly throughout our respective rooms. the same rooms each of us have stayed in for years. nate with chris, nick with matt, and me, having been the only girl, with my own room.

“let’s go to the beach!” nate walks out into the kitchen, clapping his hands together.

…

the beach was just within walking distance. matt and i fell behind the rest of the group.

“i’m so glad you’re back.” i tell him.

“me too. i missed you.” he replies.

“i missed you too.” i admit. “a lot.” i look up and meet his eyes. we just stare at each other for a second. we didn’t really need to say anything. it was almost just a mutual understanding that each other were our favorite person.

if only he knew the extent.

the only person i’ve confided in about my feelings for matt was nate. which was precisely why he kept shooting me knowing glances anytime matt and interacted. nate swore that he knew i was in love with matt for years, before i even knew myself.

i can’t exactly pinpoint when i fell in love with my best friend, but i do remember when i realized.

flashback

matt and i sit together in the hammock string between two large oak trees in the backyard of the cape house. the gentle breeze swaying us back and forth softly. the sun was going down just to the right of us. beautiful pink and orange hues paint the sky.

“i could stay right here forever.” matt breaks the silence that had fallen between us.

“me too.” i reply softly.

“oh hey i have something for you” he digs his hand around in his pocket and pulls out a baby pink seashell. he hands it it me.

“i’ve never seen a pink one like that before.” he tells me as i admire the gift.

“me either. i love it. thanks matt.” i smile sweetly at him.

“of course.” he returns the smile.

i feel the heartbeat in my chest racing and my cheeks heating up. the feeling i had been carrying around with me for quite some time became abundantly clear.

i was in love with my best friend.

when i got home that night, i tied a string around the shell, and wore it as a necklace. and i haven’t taken it off since.

end of flashback

that was back when we were 16. 4 whole years i’ve gone hiding my biggest secret from the one person i told everything to.

our gaze was interrupted by chris. “jesus, yall are some slow pokes” he hollers back at us.

we both laugh and pick up out pace.

soon we arrive at the beach. i’ve always loved the beach. it truly is my happy place.

especially when i’m with matt.

nick snaps pictures here and there.

“oh my gosh matt look! this is just like your tattoo!” i hold out a shell to him.

“oh shit you’re right.” he holds out his arm, revealing his tattoo.

“that’s sick.” chris admires the similarity while nick takes a picture.

…

later that night, we all sit in the living room debating on what movie to watch.

“chris im not watching planet of the apes again. we’ve watched it like 9 times already.” nick argues, shutting down chris’s pleads.

“how about grown ups?” matt suggests.

“yes i love that movie.” nate agrees.

“that’s fine with me.” nick shrugs and starts typing it in.

“is that good with you?” matt leans down to where i was sitting in front of him, his voice soft and genuine.

“yeah that’s good with me.” i tell him.

he smiles and pats the spot on the couch next to him, gesturing me to come sit up there with him. i stand up from my spot on the floor and sit down next to him. he drapes a blanket over the both of us.

about an hour or so into the movie, my eyes get heavy. i lean my head on matt’s shoulder, to which he responds with wrapping his arm around me. this was nothing out of the ordinary. there’s pictures going back to when we were in preschool of the two of us practically fused together passed out on the living room floor.

suddenly, a gentle shake of my shoulders woke me up from a sleep i hadn’t even known i fell into. my eyes flutter, slowly regaining focus. when they do, i’m met with matt’s gentle blue eyes.

“hey, you wanna go lay down in your bed? i don’t want your neck to be sore.” he asks, genuinely concerned for my comfort.

i look around, everyone else appeared to have gone into their rooms.

“yeah i probably should.” i say through a yawn.

matt grabs my hand and helps me stand up from the couch. we walk down the hallway. my room came before his and nicks.

“goodnight matt.” i say, slowly turning the doorknob.

“goodnight y/n. see ya in the morning.”

i toss and turn in bed, unable to fall asleep. i stand up from bed, and leave my room. slowly making my way to the kitchen to get a drink, careful to not wake anyone up.

i open the fridge and grab a water. before i can take a sip, i hear a familiar voice behind me.

“can’t sleep?” the sudden breach of silence made me jump a little. i turn around and see matt. he was leaned up against the door frame. his sweatpants falling dangerously low on his figure, his arm under his shirt itching his shoulder, exposing his midriff.

“nope. you?” i set my water down on the counter.

“hm mm” he replies.

we stand in silence for a few moments before matt breaks the silence again.

“wanna go to the beach?”

….

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[princessbrunette]

can u please do a "youre not john bs girlfriend but.." to complete the trinity 🙏

𐙚🐇⋆.˚❆

you’re not john b’s girlfriend but…

he still repeatedly tells you “no, you’re not coming with us today. i — i told you it’s too dangerous and if anything happens to you i will quite literally never forgive myself. just stay home, okay? i’ll see you later i swear.” only for you to show up anyways, the boy grumpily tugging you about and reprimanding you when you trip or get hurt because he told you so. despite everything, he’ll sigh and wipe up your cuts and scrapes, pressing a bandaid on it and tell you you’re a ‘good girl’ for sitting still.

he still stares at you with the biggest brown puppy dog eyes when you’re laying on his board in the gentle waves, your eyes closed as you bask in the sun. he holds the board steady, standing beside it in the water making sure you don’t float adrift, thinking about how you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen.

he’s still constantly offering you his portion of food if he thinks you haven’t eaten, telling you he doesn’t need it and he’s used to going hungry so he doesn’t mind. you get him to compromise by letting you feed him fries, giggling adorably and giving him an excuse to sit all close with you, which he doesn’t mind at all.

he still kisses your forehead and wipes your tears away everytime you cry, making you feel super guilty because you just can’t stand his worrying. he gets all puppy dog eyed, brow creasing as he watches you quietly, brain wracking with ideas on how he can make it all better.

he still lets you sit on his lap as he looks over maps, because of course there’s only one chair, duh — you’re being as helpful as you can — until of course you get bored, giggling and walking your fingers across the map like a person, making him bat your hand away distractedly as he continues reading quietly to himself out loud from a ripped out page he was studying. his serious attitude is a turn on, you won’t lie — but you must be careful! press your ass back against his crotch a few more times and he’ll turn you around and have you hump him then and there, chuckling teasingly when you cum in your panties, making a few jokey comments before going straight back to work.

he still lets you nap against his arm as he plays on the playstation at the chateau, a rare night when the group aren’t running around like headless chickens. he wears his hoodie and his cap, all warm and relaxed and just so easy to snuggle up to. you’d asked him if you could stay the night, not wanting to face your home just yet and ended up falling asleep on him, listening to him quietly hum in that smooth voice of his, thumbs moving against the joysticks.

he still teaches you how to fish, letting you lean back against his chest with his hands over yours on the rod— teasing you and telling you that the reason no fish are coming along is somehow your fault, just to hear you get all bratty and defend yourself because he thinks it’s cute.

he still always gets caught looking at your ass, but you’re so used to it that neither of you even say anything anymore.

he still lets you suck on his tongue when the two of you are bored and can’t sleep, giggling against each others mouths in the dark until it’s suddenly serious and his head is between your thighs making you cum.

he still gently scoops you up in his strong arms when he finds you sleeping in the hammock alone outside in the dark after you had a disagreement over something stupid like maps. “cant sleep out here, bub. skeeters.” he complains quietly to no one as he carries your sleeping body inside.

you’re not john b’s girlfriend, but he wishes you were.

𐙚🐇⋆.˚❆

[leighbaylee]

— BEN’S BUNKER

written by mina leigh 𝜗᭪ , losers club 𝔁 f! reader | wc 2300

summary. spending time the your bestest friends in the world, in ben’s surprise hideout for the losers club. a stronger bond flourishing inside!

labels. feminine reader, happy go lucky girl, shy cute girly girl reader, no definite description of reader, she/her pronouns used, reader is closer to richie toizer & eddie kaspbrak.

‧₊˚ ୨୧ mina speaks. hey everyone! i was rewatching it 2019 and me being the self indulgent person i am, i started fantasizing about us (readers) being with the losers! lots of love.

summer days in derry had a special kind of magic, one that was even stronger when you spent them with the losers club. today, ben had promised a surprise, and you couldn’t wait to see what he had in store. the air was thick with excitement as you all made your way through the woods, your heart fluttering with anticipation.

❝ are we there yet? ❞ richie’s voice rang out, filled with mock impatience. you were walking beside him, as usual, and his playful energy was contagious. you couldn’t help but smile.

❝ yeah, ben, how much further? ❞ eddie added, swatting away a mosquito with a grimace. you could tell eddie was getting antsy, but his curiosity kept him moving forward. you gave him a reassuring smile, hoping to ease his nerves. richie noticed and nudged you with his elbow, his grin wide.

❝ you know, eds, (y/n) here could probably carry you if you get too tired, ❞ richie teased, earning a light smack on the arm from eddie.

❝ shut up, richie, ❞ eddie muttered, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching as he tried to hide a smile. you laughed softly, loving the way they always managed to make you feel at ease, even when they were bickering.

finally, ben stopped in front of a large thicket, and your curiosity peaked. he pushed aside some branches, revealing a hidden entrance. ❝ here it is, ❞ your eyes widened as you stepped through the opening. inside was a large, cozy space, bigger than you’d expected. there were shelves full of books, soft blankets, and a huge hammock strung up in one corner, large enough for several people. the place felt like a secret clubhouse, one that was just for you and your friends.

❝ ben, this is amazing! ❞ you exclaimed, your voice filled with awe. you turned to look at him, and he blushed slightly, clearly pleased with your reaction.

❝ yeah, ben, this is awesome, ❞ mike added, already exploring the different corners of the hideout. ❝ you really outdid yourself. ❞

❝ i thought it would be nice to have a place just for us, ❞ ben said, his voice warm with affection. ❝ a place where we can hang out and just be ourselves. ❞

richie immediately made a beeline for the hammock, his eyes lighting up with excitement. ❝ dibs on the hammock! ❞ he shouted, flopping down onto it with a dramatic sigh of contentment. you laughed and followed him over, sitting down on the edge of the hammock.

❝ you’re such an ass, ❞ eddie grumbled, but he couldn’t resist joining you both. he climbed onto the hammock, settling in beside you with a huff. you found yourself sandwiched between richie and eddie, feeling the gentle sway of the hammock as they playfully jostled each other.

❝ careful, you’re gonna tip us over, ❞ you warned, your voice filled with laughter. richie just grinned at you, his arm draping casually around your shoulders.

❝ don’t worry, (y/n), i’ve got you, ❞ he said, his tone teasing but affectionate. you leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. on your other side, eddie was muttering under his breath about how richie was being annoying, but you could tell he was just as happy to be there.

as you lay there, the three of you fell into a comfortable rhythm. richie and eddie kept up their usual banter, tossing playful insults back and forth while you relaxed between them. their voices became a soothing background noise, and you found your eyelids growing heavy as the hammock rocked gently beneath you.

❝ hey, richie, do you ever shut up? ❞ eddie grumbled, though there was no real bite to his words. he was more focused on making sure you were comfortable, adjusting a blanket around you with a careful hand.

❝ only when i’m asleep, eds, ❞ richie shot back, his grin widening as he caught your eye. ❝ and even then, i’m sure i’m the most entertaining sleeper around. ❞

❝ if you say so, ❞ eddie muttered, but you could see the fondness in his eyes as he looked at you. ❝ (y/n), how do you put up with him? ❞ with an exaggerated sigh.

you just smiled, feeling the warmth of their friendship surrounding you like a protective shield. ❝ i guess i’m just lucky, ❞ you replied softly, your voice filled with contentment.

eventually, the steady rhythm of their voices and the gentle sway of the hammock lulled you into a peaceful nap. richie’s arm was still draped over your shoulders, and eddie’s presence beside you was a comforting anchor. as you drifted off to sleep, you felt completely safe, knowing that your best friends were right there with you.

when you woke up, the sun had shifted, casting a warm, golden light through the small windows of the hideout. you blinked sleepily, realizing that richie and eddie had fallen asleep too, their heads resting against yours. the hammock was still gently swaying, and for a moment, you just enjoyed the quiet peace of the moment.

after a while, you carefully extricated yourself from the hammock, trying not to wake richie and eddie. they both stirred slightly but didn’t wake up, so you quietly tiptoed away, leaving them to their nap. as you looked around the hideout, you noticed bill, stan, and mike sitting together on a pile of blankets, engrossed in their books.

❝ h-hey, (y/n), want to j-j-join us? ❞ bill asked, glancing up from his book with a welcoming smile. you nodded, making your way over to them. you sat down beside stan, who gave you a small, shy smile as he handed you one of the books from the shelf.

❝ thank you, stan, ❞ you said softly, returning his smile. he nodded, his eyes already back on his book.

you opened the book and quickly became absorbed in the story, losing yourself in the world of words. the four of you read in companionable silence, the only sounds being the rustle of pages turning and the occasional soft murmur as one of you reacted to something in the story.

after a while, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. looking up, you saw beverly smiling down at you. ❝ hey, (y/n), can i steal you for a bit? ❞ she asked, her voice warm.

❝ okay, ❞ you replied, closing your book and setting it aside. you stood up and followed bev over to where ben was working on some project with a hammer and nails.

❝ we could use some extra hands, ❞ bev said, handing you a hammer. ❝ ben’s been teaching me how to build stuff, and i thought you might want to join in. ❞

you smiled, feeling a surge of gratitude for beverly’s thoughtfulness. ❝ i’d love to help, ❞ you said, taking the hammer and kneeling down beside ben.

❝ thanks, (y/n), ❞ ben said, giving you a grateful smile. ❝ we’re just reinforcing some of the shelves and adding a few more. it’s a lot of work, but it’s worth it. ❞

❝ definitely, ❞ you agreed, already feeling a sense of accomplishment as you began hammering nails into place. as you worked, bev chatted with you about all sorts of things—clothes, movies, and boys. it was nice to have some girl time, and you found yourself opening up to her in a way you hadn’t before.

❝ you know, (y/n), ❞ bev said, her voice turning a bit more serious, ❝ i’m really glad you’re part of the losers club. you bring something special to the group, and i just want you to know that you’re really important to all of us. ❞

you felt your cheeks flush with warmth at her words, and you looked down at the hammer in your hands, suddenly feeling a bit shy. ❝ thanks, beverly, you said softly. ❝ that means a lot. ❞

she smiled at you, her eyes filled with kindness. ❝ it’s true. don’t ever doubt it, okay? ❞

you nodded, feeling a swell of affection for your friend. as the two of you continued working, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for the bond you shared with the losers club. they were more than just friends—they were family, and you knew that no matter what, you’d always have each other’s backs.

after finishing up with the shelves, you and bev stepped back to admire your work. ❝ not bad, ❞ ben said, clearly pleased with the results. ❝ this place is really coming together. ❞

❝ it really is, ❞ you agreed, feeling a sense of pride in what you’d accomplished. ❝ i’m glad i could help. ❞

❝ you did great, ❞ bev said, giving you a friendly nudge. ❝ now, how about we take a break? i think we’ve earned it. ❞

you nodded, feeling a bit tired but happy. as you made your way back to the main area of the hideout, you noticed that richie and eddie had finally woken up and were now bickering playfully as usual.

❝ hey, sleepyheads, ❞ you called out, giggling as you approached them. ❝ have a nice nap? ❞

❝ the best, ❞ richie replied with a wink, stretching his arms above his head. ❝ but we missed you, (y/n). it’s not the same without our favorite girl around. ❞

❝ yeah, we woke up and you were gone, ❞ eddie added, his voice mock-petulant. ❝ don’t do that again. ❞

you laughed, feeling the warmth of their affection wrap around you like a cozy blanket. ❝ don’t worry, i’m not going anywhere. ❞

the rest of the day passed in a blur of laughter, stories, and moments that you knew you’d treasure forever. by the time the sun began to set, casting a warm golden light over the hideout, you felt completely at peace.

as you all gathered together in the hideout, huddled close on the blankets and bean bags, you couldn’t help but marvel at how lucky you were. the losers club wasn’t just a group of friends—they were your home, your family, your safe haven in a world that could be so full of darkness.

and as you sat there, surrounded by the people who meant the most to you, you knew that no matter what the future held, you’d always stick by their side as much as they stuck to yours.

© MINA LEIGH 2023 - 2024

[mynameisjag]

Because I gotta.

Give me the feral man, give me the beastie who has probably been avoiding human contact as much as possible except to get drunk off his ass. This man has no idea of his own universe's tech, you think he has a chance understanding the one he has been kidnapped into? No. Bastard stinky man, feral, sad looking fucker…I adore him.

He needs to be more animalistic.

One would think by now, Wade would have experienced and seen what the multiverse had to offer.

Working with people over seeing different timelines did that.

So did being aware of the ‘audience’ and their many eyes.

Still, watching an almost naked knockoff werewolf scuttled across the room on all fours with what appeared to be a bloody carcass of some kind of animal in his mouth while growling like a demented cat, it was surprising.

“Well, chat, can I ask, what is this r rated looney tunes bullshit? Hey, Tasmanian Devil’s estranged cousin, you better be cleaning this up soon! We just got these floors!”

And Logan was already in the bedroom with his catch, probably hunkered down in his hammock and going to town some poor innocent creature’s remains.

“Whatever, I do cocaine, I have no room to judge.”

Sure enough, stepping over the trail of blood and pushing the door open revealed what he already expected to find. The crunch of bones and squelching of raw meat being chewed on, blown out brown eyes were glaring at him and a gutteral snarl giving warning.

“Easy there, boy, just checking up on ya, seems you brought home dinner for yourself tonight, didn’t even get me anything?”

The snarling stopped and the bloody remains were held out to him, the little head tilt would be cute if not for the smear of gore across his concerned face.

Actually it was still cute.

“Awe, thank you! But I’m good…and he’s going back to eating that, well…I’m going to go throw up now and contemplate the merits of becoming a vegetarian…so…how about a time skip for everyone's sake?”

With a time skip activated, cleaned floors appearing and a still half naked Logan chilling on the couch scratching Mary Puppins behind the ears as she chewed on bone with drool going everywhere.

Some of that drool might be Wade’s but who could blame him, but he had to pull himself together and not be distracted by the feast for the eyes and focus on the feast of the flesh that happened in the bedroom and not the fun type.

“Hey, honey, can we take a minute away from the,” he glanced at the show, “huh, didn’t think that was still going…no, focus Wade…right, Logan, my little murder puppy…the fuck did I just witness?”

“Got hungry, went hunting, ate.”

“Right, and the, not that I’m complaining about the view because I should be taking pictures, but why were you half dressed on all fours, should I be concerned?”

“Easier to hunt…comfortable…”

“Alright…”

Okay, let’s give the big guy a moment…

Shrugging before plopping down nearly on top of the man, Wade just grinned at the sharp look sent his way as Dogpool jumped down and carried her prize off somewhere.

It took two episodes in before Logan huffed, voice barely audible over the TV as he finally spoke.

“…people hated me back home…when they hate you…you tend to be unwelcomed in most if not every place…hotels…bars…stores…”, bare hands were flexing, dark fingernails just slightly pointed and severely cracked, “you get used to the surviving…you get used to avoiding those places…”

Wade reached over to grab one of the hands, flipping it over to trace a pattern in the rough palm, “but they don’t hate you here? You can go in and if they try to stop you or have anything to say about it…then they won’t have a choice in the matter after I visit them.”

The smirk he sent to the ex X-man, wasn’t that a strange combination of words, was met with huff.

“…it’s the crowd of people, the smells, the sounds…it brings back the memories…but staying inside is like a slow torture…hunting and losing myself made it easier to cope.”

“Trust me, if anyone knows anything of trying to make yourself disappear using whatever is available for just a moment of not having to think of what kind of shit haunts you…its me…”

“Hmm…”

“So if being the feral little man you are makes you feel better, just little heads up next time, your hammock is still dripping blood on our new floors.”

[biteofcherry]

Tipsy Friday evening thots:

sliding towards Lloyd (cute socks on marble floors) after downing a big glass of wine, which you perhaps stole from his wine cellar, and poking him with a giggle: "I know why you have mustache! Because it's actually Must Ache warning for the pussy"

attempting to climb Bucky like a tree, before he even manages to take his boots off, and shooing away Alpine when she meows for attention: "Go away, he needs to take care of another kitty."

sending Ransom excerpts from bad erotica books with comments like "Why are you at work editing and not here storming my caverns with your salty serpent beast?"

drinking with Steve, dancing around the kitchen while he makes you some snacks, then suddenly slapping his ass and imitating his voice: "Such a good housewife, pretty boy."

moving around Andy's office while he finishes some documents: pouring yourself some of his whiskey, poking at stuff, bending over his desk; and when he sighs: "Can't you sit down for a moment?" replying - "Nope. I'm wearing a plug."

chilling on a hammock or couch with Ari, cuddled to him and squinting at the empty now glass of colorful cocktail he made you; having some deep existential conversation, like: "Is your dick more sensitive than my nipples?"

[gyustarzzi]

ateez reacts to accidentally hurting you

☆ hongjoong

accidentally hits you with the door

you were in your room on your phone and saw something interesting that you wanted to show hongjoong

just as you were at the door you dropped your phone

you bend over to pick it up and the minute you lifted your head hongjoong opened the door and bumped it into your head

instantly worries about you

rubs your head and watches the video you wanted to show him

would give you a hug

" Omg! Star I'm so sorry!! "

★ seonghwa

drops something on your head

you and seonghwa were making pancakes

seonghwa was behind you while your were trying to reach for the pancake powder

seonghwa reached up to grab the pancake powder and suddenly drops it on your head

you would cry out in pain

he spins you around checking your scalp for any bruises

kisses your forehead and apologizes

in the end you guys make some amazing pancakes shaped as hearts

" I'm so sorry, I lost my grip "

☆ yunho

punches you in the face

you and yunho were trying to see who would flinch first and whoever lost would have to do a dare

yunho was trying to make you flinch by almost punching you but getting closer to your face each time -  suddenly punches you in the face

would check you nose to make sure it's not bleeding

apologies 45478 times

would let you finger flick him on the forehead

" Are you bleeding? Let me see "

★ yeosang

bumps into you (HARD)

you and the guys were playing tag at the beach

yeosang was being chasing by wooyoung who was it

suddenly runs into you and sends you flying in the air LITERALLY

the members would be so worried since you were crying

you probably had like two bruises and a sore ass

would not stop apolozing and would take you to get a bunch of snacks

" Omg Angel!! Are you okay?! "

☆ san

he dropped you while carrying you bridal style

you guys were at the amusement park and san had the brilliant idea to carry you in front of everyone

you were struggling to break free and from all the moving you were doing he lost his grip

you hit the ground pretty hard on your back

people would be looking at you worriedly since your literally laughing/crying and san's rubbing your back worried

would get you a stuffed animal to make up for hurting you

you got a cute giraffe and named it Jeff

" Jeff? That sounds fine with me "

★ mingi

falls on you

you and mingi got hoverboards for christmas and what wouldn't be christmas without trying out your gifts

mingi was trying to impress you by doing spins and lifting up one leg on it

tries to do it again and ends up collasping into you making you both hit the ground

you were nearly crushed by his weight and was struggling to breathe

you guys couldn't stop laughing when you found out wooyoung got the whole thing on video

" I'm so sorry…I was just trying to impress you"

☆ wooyoung

trips you

you guys were trying to see who was the fastest by running up and down your hallway

it was your turn to run and wooyoung was watching you when suddenly a thought came to his mind

while you were running wooyoung threw a slipper in the hallway while you weren't looking

you instantly tripped, the shoe flying mid-air and hitting you on the head while you hit the ground hard

laughs so hard that he can't breathe

don't worry you got him back when you poured water on him while he was sleeping on a hammock at the beach

" I don't regret anything "

★ jongho

accidentally runs over you -  the members were riding kid's tricycle around the dance studio

jongho was riding his while singing some song's and had his eye closed half the time

while he was doing that you were laying on the ground watching youtube

right when he was about to hit the high note in  wonderland he ran over you, crushing you under his tricycle

took him a second to realize what was going on and would get off of you

checks to make sure your okay and laughs about it once your fine

" I'm sorry that I ran you over but that was so funny "

[bones4thecats]

Hey! May I request a fluffy scenario with Apollo, Hades, Buddha, and Hercules with thier lover saying they can “beat them in a fight” and the Gods just laugh it off because there is no way their cute little s/o would ever beat them in a fight only for thier s/o to clarify that they didn’t mean a physical fight, but a tickle fight and proceeds to wreck their godly asses LOL

They are all definitely the nicest and sweetest of the Gods so I think a scenario like this would be cute and perfect for them, thank you!!

A/N: Honestly I can see each of them doing this, and I believe it’s one of my best pieces because of the fluffiness! I love writing fluffy stuff💞 Now, enjoy~~

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☀️ While he wasn’t fond of your tricks, he couldn’t deny he pulled quite a few on you

☀️ Apollo was relaxing with you on his chest, the birds singing as his sun’s rays burst through Valhalla’s sky, you leaning against his chest as he patted your head calmly

☀️ He looked down at you as you shuffled, wondering what you were doing

☀️ You stood up and pulled your husband up before looking into his golden eyes digging into your soul as he stared back at you

“ How about we fight? Y’know, one on one, lover on lover~ “

☀️ He smiled and chuckled, replying with a swift;

“ My sunray, are you sure you can handle a fight against me? I mean I- ”

☀️ Before he could finish his sentence, you lunged onto him and began to tickle him to the point where his face was sore

☀️ He would be the first to admit, he loved your tricky nature when it came to these things

☀️ Once you got off, Apollo launched his hands to you and tickled you in your ticklish spots, which made him pin you and lay on the ground laughing

☀️ You were his dork and he was yours

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💀 He finally got a break from everything

💀 Zeus had been pushing all of his work behind him in favor of doing other things

💀 Hades had taken it all and finally got it done, and he pulled you up to lay in his lap

💀 He had a little porch with a swing, that you both sat on, installed about the river STYX and he sat there with you as the spirits flowed down the river, he smiled as you snuggled closer to his chest

💀 The oldest Greek brother looked at you and felt you lightly shuffle your head to look at his face

“ My sweet-skull? What are you doin- ”

💀 You had pecked his nose before moving onto tickling his sides

💀 He wasn’t the tickliest person in Valhalla, but when you hit that one spot, he was crying and laughing on the swing as you laughed

💀 Hades looked down at you and began to kiss your hands before tickling you back, making you both fall off the swing and onto the wooden ground and land in a laughing fit

💀 Your husband could get used to this

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🍭 He had been trying to jump onto you all day, so you decided to give him a little payback

🍭 Buddha was relaxing with his stomach into the air as he laid in his hammock in the trees, which he had begged you let him put in the house, but you refused, knowing he’d leave a mess there

🍭 You had snuck up on him and made him look at you with the brightest smile you had ever seen on anybody, God or Human

“ Hello there, sweets! Is there something ‘ya need? “ “ Yep, look that way! “

🍭 He turned to look in the opposite way as you pulled the hammock, causing him to fall out and onto the ground before leaping onto him to attack him with so many tickles

🍭 Buddha began cackling as you hit his sides and stomach

🍭 Once you finished he just laughed and took a leaf that was in your hair from rolling over and over again down the hill and he laid it in his bun

“ Gotta keep it for memories~ “

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💪 Heracles loved to watch you tease the other Gods, it made him forget about being a God and just feel like someone who has everything he could ever want;

💪 A family

💪 Friends

💪 And best of all, an amazing S/O

💪 You had been bored all day and when you noticed he was laying down against a tree after training, you got the best idea ever

💪 Loki had showed you a video of a woman tickling her baby that morning

💪 So, why not tickle your baby?

💪 Heracles looked up as your footsteps got closer and his eyes lit up and his mouth turned into a bright smile

“ My dear, what are you doing here? I thought Ares needed you down in the pits? “

💪 You smiled and began to pat his head as he chuckled

“ If you wanted love that much, you could’ve just told me! “

💪 Once he pulled you down, you began to tickle his ears and neck, his most sensitive spots, and it got him rolling

💪 After it was over, he just hugged you while chuckling

💪 This is why he fell in love with you, you were just a box of surprises!

[cozage]

Hello! How are you doing today?

I’d like to request some headcannons on how the reader would like to cuddle with the strawhats!

I imagine that on the lazy days where not much of anything happens, that the reader would just love to spend their time with their s/o and enjoy the break while they still could.

A/N: I did everyone, because I think they will all cuddle with you, so take them each as you want. Chopper is platonic dont be on my ass about this please, i didn’t want to exclude him

Characters: gn reader x the Strawhats

Cw: just cute fluff!!!

Total word count: 600

Sleepy Afternoons

Luffy lays in the hammock with you pulled in closely against his chest. You’re curled into him tightly, your leg over his, sleeping soundly. His arm is wrapped around you, and he absently rubs his thumb against your back, staring up at the sky. He doesn’t like to be still usually, but he does like to be this close to you.

Zoro leans his back against the side of the ship, the sun shining down on you both. Your head is laying on his stomach, your body resting in between his legs. He’s drifting in and out of sleep, stirred awake whenever he feels you move against him. When he can’t sleep, his fingers pull at small strands of hair and braid them, watching his crewmates run around the ship.

Sanji sits in the dining table booth, with your head in his lap. You’re outstretched in the booth, sleeping soundly. His one hand holds a cigarette between his lips, the other resting against your head, softly stroking your hair. He always takes this time to read the News Coo, a quiet moment you all can share in the afternoon without too many interruptions.

Usopp sleeps on a makeshift bed in his workshop, with his arm wrapped around your torso. He’s pressed into you closely, spooning you as you both sleep soundly. Your head rests on a pillow, and his head rests against yours. His hair poofs out and tickles your nose occasionally, causing you to shift slightly and brush his hair away subconsciously while you both take a midday rest.  

Franky lays out beside you on the deck, with your faces close to each other. Both of you are facing each other so only your eyes meet, but you’re asleep at the moment. He likes to lay on his side and watch you dream. Your face twitches occasionally, and he lays there and wonders what you dream about. He doesn’t dream much, but he likes to watch you quietly, not touching you in fear that you’ll wake up. 

Chopper is curled up into your chest as you both lay out on the grass of the Sunny. His head is pressed against your cheek, and you are both snoring softly. Occasionally he shifts, and your hand moves to steady him to make sure he doesn’t fall off you. No matter how you all are laying, he’s always wrapped tightly in your arms, protecting him from danger.  

Brook sits under the tree on the Sunny, enjoying the shade on a sweltering day. Thankfully he having no skin means he doesn’t sweat, but the heat is still suffocating. But when you fall asleep next to him, your head on his shoulder, he stays still as a statue and never complains. He’s not sure how you can find comfort in someone who’s just bones, but he’s happy you’re there. 

Nami’s head rests on your stomach, the two of you laying together to form a “T”. Sometimes your roles are reversed, but she prefers to have a pillow, and you don't mind playing that role. Your hands will sometimes brush through her hair, and her fingers trace your skin, connecting the freckles to one another with invisible lines created by her touch.  

Robin rests in bed, letting you press into her back as you sleep. She prefers to be the little spoon, and you love to fall asleep to the smell of her shampoo. Your arm rests on her side, you’re not holding her tightly but you like her close to you. She reads her book quietly or stares out the window while you drift off into sleep until she chooses to join you in the land of dreams. 

[teyums]

Reader singing happy birthday to neteyam all though the na’vi don’t celebrate birthdays.

stop this is too cute. i imagine our sweet teyam would be so overcome with emotion he wouldn’t even know how to handle it :(

“Happy Birthday!”

pairing: neteyam x fem! na’vi reader

warnings: none! just cavity inducing fluff

wc: 1.7k

“What do you mean no one’s ever sung you happy birthday?” The question flew from your mouth unbelievingly, brows creasing together and hands balancing on either side of your hips to match the displeased look on your face.

Neteyam’s birthday was tomorrow, yet when you mentioned how you missed when your parents would sing to you back on earth for your special day, he looked at you as if you had three heads. ‘Sing? Why would they sing?’

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You knew the na’vi didn’t really celebrate birthdays, they instead insisted on being grateful of the gift of life everyday through praising the spirits. But you hadn’t expected to find out that while Jake had previously been human— like you had been at one point— that he rarely sung his kids a happy birthday. He celebrated many of his own birthdays in his years back on earth, but sung it to all of them at most, twice. All of them, except for Neteyam.

When Lo’ak was born, he stopped seeing Neteyam as what he was, a kid. But as an extra protector to share him and Neytiri’s responsibility— as the oldest child.

Neteyam learned briefly about the human tradition from Norm and Max, who would always hand him a makeshift birthday card whenever they saw him next out of pity due to Jake’s absent-mindedness. He cared only for his children’s physical health and keeping them alive, instead of their emotional well-being.

But he never knew that people were supposed to sing you a song. And now that you had told him, he felt a pang in his chest and he didn’t know why. It was silly, really. He was na’vi, not human. So why did he care? He felt embarrassed for even being slightly upset at what he’d missed out on his entire life.

The soft spoken boy remained seated on the hammock as you stood in front of him, leaned back against the wall and looking up at you with his arms folded over his chest. He just shrugged at your question. Mocking carelessness and genuinely thinking that he convinced you. But his expression told another story. “Nope, never.” He said cooly, tearing his gaze from yours after he spoke.

You pouted at his stiff expression, knowing he always tried to put on a brave face whenever the two of you would talk about something that bothered him. “But your birthday is tomorrow, my love… Don’t you want to do anything special? Even something small?” You asked, a gentle hand smoothing over the flyaways that sprung from his slightly grown out braids.

“Nah,” He sighed and shook his head, quickly putting on a chaste smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “It’s okay, really. I don’t care about my birthday, it’s just another day.”

You bit the inside of your lip, shrugging skeptically before nodding once, bringing the conversation to an end. “Well, if you say so.” You said.

Just another day, my ass.

You awoke the next morning to see Neteyam still fast asleep beside you, smiling to yourself at the way his cheek was smushed against the round of your shoulder. Soft snores escaping his parted lips, a bead of drool soon to follow. Quieting your laugh so you wouldn’t wake him, you carefully peeled his hands from your waist and slipped out of bed as gently as possible, tip-toeing your way out of your hut.

He was usually a light sleeper, so the fact that he didn’t even stir when his body lost contact with yours was a blessing in itself.

The ikran ride to the lab didn’t take nearly as long as it would have if you had walked. The two familiar scientists met you outside when you arrived, greeting you briefly before handing you the small box of materials you requested. The box was comically tiny in your hands, and you lifted one of the flaps up to take a peek, smiling once you saw what was inside. You thanked them, quickly strapping the box to the back of your banshee before mounting and taking off into the air once more.

You landed at the usual clearing where you and Neteyam would often have picnics together. Looking around at the small, circular field in front of you, tall trees with low hanging branches decorating the outskirts as you brainstormed ideas. You set up everything as quickly as possible, breaths slightly labored from the fast pace in which you had to work. Nodding in satisfaction to yourself, you smiled and hurriedly made your way back home.

You exhaled deeply as you neared the entrance of your hut, stepping in and eyeing the room. You sighed in relief once you saw Neteyam was still asleep, lying on his back and his arm still outstretched from where you had been. You neared the hammock, leaning over him and lightly nudging his shoulder with a coo of his name. “‘Teyam, ‘Teyam… Wake up, my love.” You watched his eyes flutter open, meeting his dazed expression with a soft smile.

“Hm?” He appeared confused, looking over to his side where you always were when he woke up and raising an eyebrow. Wondering how he hadn’t woken up from your apparent absence, then staring back up at you as you extended your hand out to him.

“Can you come with me please?”

He exhaled heavily, stretching his limbs momentarily until he heard one pop. Then nodding in silence before sitting up and drowsily swinging his legs over the edge. He never was a morning person, always more quiet than usual upon waking up and you found it both hilarious and adorable. He planted his feet to the ground and stood up beside you with a weighted sigh. You smiled when he took your hand, turning on your heels and gradually leading him out the door, giving him time to gain his bearings.

The familiar, grassy field wasn’t a far distance at all, so you decided the two of you would walk instead. To build suspense and anticipation. You wanted this to be special.

You finally heard his gruff voice chime in from behind you after walking for a minute or two. “Where are we going?” He questioned, his voice sleepy and his posture slightly hunched while he allowed you to pull him along the path, blinking his eyes a few times to adjust to the bright morning sun.

“Somewhere…” You trailed off, spotting a landmark you appointed yourself and halting your strides, turning to face him. You were almost there. “Cover your eyes.” You grinned, not missing the way his head dipped slightly to the side in annoyance, as if asking you ‘are you serious?’.

“Go on, cover them.” You repeated, adding on a quiet ‘please’ in a sweet voice that made him give in instantly.

He sighed, nearly slapping his free hand over his face to cover his eyes, holding your hand tighter and willing himself to trust that you wouldn’t lead him into the trunk of a tree.

“No peeking!”

“I’m not.” He sighed, choosing his steps cautiously once you resumed your trek to a destination unknown to him.

You stopped shortly after, placing a gentle hand on his stomach as a signal for him to stop as well. He came to an unbalanced standstill, keeping his grip firm on your hand.

You stood next to him, nearly bouncing up and down on the balls of your feet as you grasped onto his bicep with your right hand, the left one intertwining with his fingers while you held his arm. “Okay, go ahead and open them.”

He pulled his hand down apprehensively, allowing his eyes to open and peek over his fingers before he pulled them away completely.

“Happy birthday!”

A small gasp could be heard from the man above you before you shrugged your body under his heavy arm, letting it rest over your shoulder as you hugged his side and began singing. “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,” You sung softly, rhythmically rocking the both of you side to side.

He blinked in shock, staring with a dropped jaw ahead at the vast display of balloons and streamers tied to the trees. Decorations of green, blue, and purple. His favorite colors and the familiar hues of his beloved home which he cared for so deeply.

“Happy birthday dear, Neteyam! Happy birthday to youuu!” You finished slowly, quickly snapping your head up to look at him when you heard his breath stutter. Your brows furrowed at his tearful expression, instantly releasing your hold on him in fear you had done something wrong. Maybe you should’ve listened when he said he didn’t want to do anything.

“Oh no, no, no! Don’t cry!” You stepped in front of him when his shoulders shook, looking up at him apologetically while your hands struggled to figure out where to hold him. How to comfort him. You’d never seen him cry before. “I’m so sorry, Nete’. I didn’t mean to-“ You nearly shrieked when he swooped down to your height, strong arms hooking below your bottom and hoisting you up into the air.

Your hands quickly grasped his shoulders as your feet left the ground, trying to pull back from him to get a good look at his face. “Neteyam?” You questioned, anxiously. Hastily and haphazardly stroking the back of his neck as a last resort to soothe him.

He embraced you tightly, sniffing softly as he pressed the side of his face against your chest. “Thank you, so much… No one has ever made me feel special on my birthday.” He said, voice wavering as he spoke. You felt his body relax, a vast contrast to his previously agitated demeanor, before he saw everything you had done for him. Only previously irritable at the thought of spending yet another birthday uncelebrated— completely unaware of your plans.

Your expression softened and you used your hands to hold his face, it being flushed from crying. The corners of your lips downturned, your heart aching as you stared into his tear-filled amber globes. “Oh Neteyam, my love. I was afraid that I had upset you…” You whispered, using your hands to wipe the tears from his damp cheeks.

“No,” He shook his head and chuckled shakily, appearing sheepish and a bit flustered as even he hadn’t expected to become so emotional. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I am right now.” He smiled big, his tears now reflecting those of joy.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, a relieved beam spreading across your face to match his. “Well, birthday boy, are you going to make a wish?”

He touched the tip of his nose to yours, gently nuzzling it with heavy lidded eyes. “I’ve already got what I want, right here.” He hummed, closing the gap between your awaiting lips.

Reblogs + Likes + Comments are much appreciated! 💗

[p1nkcanoe]

ghouls and the swimsuits they're wearing for a day at the lake 👙

— a clearer, more easily accessible post from an ask a couple weeks ago

dew’s gonna wear either a tiny little speedo or nothing at all because he hates tan lines and thinks he's immune to getting sunburnt (he's very much not immune)

more below the cut

sunshine is a bikini top and shorts girlie. and cmon, she's comfy, secure, safe, and sexy. even dew doesn't mind when she--without fail--steals his shorts off the top of his clothes pile and wades into the water

rain is gonna wear cute little shorts (and I mean little, like the shortest inseam possible while still having an inseam) with a bright and goofy pattern on them like dogs with swimsuits on or sharks with sunglasses

aurora is gonna always wear something pastel, frilly, and so adorable yet sexy, and make everyone wanna put it on (and take it off)

cumulus ALWAYS looks SO DAMN GOOD in something light colored and plunging, maybe baby blue with a tiny, sheer skirt to go with it to show off her ass while she lounges by the lake with a filthy romance novel…

aeth banana hammock aeth banana hammock (at first he wore it as a joke but he kinda understands the hype now…) and sunglasses on top of his head. never on. it drives everyone insane.

mountain prefers to be nude if he’s outside. but sometimes that’s not always ideal, especially if there’s siblings wandering around, so he’ll have to settle for a thin sarong to keep everyone civil and himself out of imperator’s office with another strike

swiss is a tease, we all know this. he’s gonna wear something tight, something stretchy to show off everything without actually showing everything. if you thought the skin-tight spandex were bad before he got in the lake, just wait until he gets out

CIRRUSSSSSSSSS, FUCK. she never disappoints. it’s a one piece that functions as a two piece, sometimes barely even a two piece. something dark, strappy, that wraps around the waist and the tops of her arms almost like lingerie. unlike dew, she thinks the many tan lines she gets from her suits are sexy and she makes every excuse to get more

phantom is a wild card. there's no telling what he's gonna show up to the lake in. sometimes its the shorts copia bought him, other times it's a pair of boxers, or nothing at all if he's feeling overstimulated... there was also that one time that he stole one of cirrus' swimsuits and made quite a show of it

[theemporium]

looooving this mauraders content you’ve been feeding us it’s delicious 🫶🏻

i’m in a summer mood, could you maybe write something about going on holiday with remus? maybe out on the boat, relaxing in a hammock, or something spicy poolside? thank you, cece! 🥰

thank you!! and thank you for requesting!🖤

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You never thought summer getaways would be your thing.

Summer was never your favourite season of the year. The weather was too hot and just left you feeling gross and sweaty. Your wardrobe mostly consisted of winter clothes so you were left feeling stuffy whenever you did get dressed. And you usually found yourself too fatigued by the heat to even do much during the day, leaving you feeling lazy and unproductive which only just unsettled you further.

So when your boyfriends suggested a summer trip getaway to a country that would only be hotter than Britain was, you had your doubts. But it was a family friend’s villa in the south of France and he looked so excited to spend some time with you and…you couldn’t say no.

Nobody could say no to Remus Lupin.

However, you underestimated just how well your boyfriend knew you. He knew how grouchy you could get in the heat and he went out of his way to make this trip worth it for you. From cute, planned dates cycling around the nearby town to peaceful picnics under massive trees that provided loads of shade, Remus had gone out of his way to make it the most perfect trip ever and you never wanted to leave.

“You’re really testing me, love.”

But your favourite part had been the outdoor private pool that you found yourself swimming in more often after the sun had set. Remus knew he would find you out here an hour or so after dinner, but the little black number you were wearing wasn’t something he was expecting.

“Whatever could you mean,” you smiled up at him, your hands moving back and forth in the water as your boyfriend stood on the edge, staring down at you with narrowed eyes.

“I didn’t even know you packed that,” he muttered, his head tilting in question. “I didn’t even know you owned something like that.”

“I bought it just before we left,” you answered innocently enough. “I thought it would be a nice surprise.”

Remus raised his brows. “You gonna come out and show me, pretty girl?”

“Maybe you should get in and see for yourself,” you retorted, something quite like mischief glimmering in your eyes and he could already feel his cock hardening in his trousers.

It didn’t take much for Remus to shed the clothes he was wearing—which albeit, was not much due to the warm weather even at night—before he was joining you in the pool.

You teased him, swimming away from him and giggling at the noise of frustration that left his mouth until his hand caught hold of your ankle and he pulled you towards him. In seconds your bodies were tangled together with ease, like a dance you both knew by heart.

“Fuck, darling,” he groaned as his large hands palmed the cheeks of your ass that were barely covered by the material of your bikini. “You should’ve given me a twirl before you jumped in.”

“I wouldn’t have left the bedroom then,” you snorted.

Remus just grinned, unashamed. “Damn fucking right I wouldn’t have,” he grumbled under his breath as you wrapped your legs around him. “I’d be a bloody idiot if I did.”

“And what would you have done to me?” you asked in a sweet voice, your finger trailing down his neck and along his collarbone, random swirls traced along his chest that made his heart thunder.

“Oh baby,” he groaned as he leaned in, his head dipping down to press a soft kiss just below your ear, his warm breath fanning your skin as he spoke. “I would’ve ripped this fucking number off you, maybe had you sit on my face—”

“Remus!” you hissed but he grinned at the way your thighs clenched around him.

“You’d like it, baby, don’t lie,” he teased, his fingers toying with the waistband of your bikini bottoms. “But you’d have to sit properly.”

“Properly?” you asked.

“None of that hovering bullshit,” Remus muttered, lightly nipping just below your jaw. “I want those pretty thighs of yours suffocating me.”

Your cheeks burned and your body felt warm for reasons other than the weather. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he groaned, lifting his head so his dark eyes could meet yours. “You wanna go inside and show me you can listen to instructions?”

You nodded dumbly.

“Atta girl, love,” he grinned as he tapped your ass. “Not gonna stop until the neighbours complain, c’mon.”

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[moongothic]

Seen people share their headcanons of what would Luffy call Crocodile if Crocodad was Real, and it did get me wondering

Like on one hand, Luffy has a perfect track-record with respecting trans people and not misgendering anyone, so if Crocodad Real, Luffy wouldn't misgender him

But also, Luffy has two braincells, and having two people to call "dad" would probably be confusing for him. And Luffy doesn't seem like the type of guy who'd either of his parents "Father" either. Canonically Luffy tends to use more affectionate terms for his family, including Dragon despite never having ever met him ("tou-chan", "ji-chan" for Garp, "nii-chan" for Ace. Note the lack of the polite "o" at the begining, and the use of "chan" instead of "san". The take-away here is that he's basically being a bit familiar and kind of affectionate)

And let us not forget, how Luffy loves giving nicknames to people

So it would be perfectly on-brand for Luffy to come up with a new nickname for Crocodile, if only to help differentiate The Dads

(Like yes, Luffy does technically have a nickname for Crocodile already ("wani", lit. "crocodile"), but it's not really an affectionate nickname (or a particularly disrespectful one either, kind of neutral (though calling someone you're not friends with by a nickname is kind of rude)). And while Luffy can and does drop the funny nicknames for people if he decides he likes them enough (see Hammock turning into Hancock, or Luffy learning Bonney's name and using it because he felt bad for her), if Luffy did learn about Crocodile being his other dad and wanted to treat him as such (which he also might not, to be fair)... yeah he could come up with a new nickname)

Now the question just is... what kind of a nickname would Luffy then come up with?

And because I'm a fucking loser with a passion for translation and localization, I'm almost specifically interested in what kind of a nickname Luffy would come up with in Japanese. And partially because, depending on the nickname, it could just be the exact same nickname in English too. Like Luffy's "Yama-o" got localized as "Yamabro" because the "o" (written as 男, lit. "man") needed to be translated and localized for the nickname to hit the same in English. Same for shit like "split head" for Foxy or "giant shallot" for Moria, or "wani" getting localized as "gator" because Luffy calling Crocodile a "crocodile" as a nickname would not make any sense in English lmao

So... a cute nickname that makes it easy for Luffy to call Crocodile his "dad" without it getting confusing with calling Dragon "dad". Maybe something that ties to his name already and preferably rolls off the tongue easily in Japanese... Like we have our Crocodads and Dadodiles but these nicknames are based in English, so they don't roll off the tongue nicely -> Can't imagine Luffy saying either. But... I think the fans are onto something there... There must be a variation of this nickname that would work well in Japanese...

Papadile.

I could see Luffy coming up with a nickname like that. It would roll off the tongue pretty easily. The only counter argument against it I can think of would be that Luffy does not seem like the kind of guy who would call anyone "papa". Like that word does not fit in his mouth.

...Anything else?

Well. I guess there is the third, forbidden option of Luffy calling him "oyaji" ("pops"), much like Whitebeard's crew called their captain too.

But that just leads us to an interesting thought; what the fuck would Crocodile prefer Luffy call him?

I mean this is Sir "Call me what you will" Crocodile, who generally does not seem to care that much about what people call him. Like we could take that and just assume Crocodile would not give a fuck about what Luffy called him, but it's also possible this could be like The One Exception to The Rule. And there's many potential reasons why too

Like there's the practical side of things where it could be a pain in Crocodile's ass if the world found out the two were related, because it'd mean anything bad happening to either one could be used against the other. Someone targetting Luffy could be then used intentionally to target Crocodile and viceversa. As Dragon said, a child is a parent's weak spot after all. So it could still be in Crocodile's self-interest to keep their blood relation a secret. But also; Crocodile had to leave his child behind. Much like how Olvia felt like she had no right to call herself Robin's mom, it'd make sense to me if Crocodile felt kind of the same. That regardless of their blood connection, he had no right to call himself Luffy's father, let alone deserve to be called that after what he'd done to Luffy.

So maybe Crocodile would prefer to be just called by his name. Maybe he'd be satisfied with that. Perhaps being called "pops" would lowkey annoy the shit out of him because it would just remind him of That Asshole Who Took His Hand and beat his ass. Which, y'know, fair. Perhaps "Papadile" would be just a bit too ridiculous and cutesy for him tolerate. And perhaps Luffy calling him "dad" (or "father", or any variation of it) would be a lot more emotionally compromising to Crocodile than he'd like to admit, especially if he believed he would never be called that

But knowing Luffy, if he knows being called "dad" made Crocodile happy (even if he didn't want to admit it), and if Luffy did decide he liked Crocodile/accepted him as his other dad... He'd probably keep on calling Crocodile some variation of "dad", even if he insisted that "Crocodile was fine"

Also worth noting that according to this SBS, if Croc did raise a child that child would use 父上 ("chichiue"), which is quite a formal way to call someone Father

So that would be Crocodile's canon preferred term but god knows there'd be no way in hell he'd be able to convince Luffy to call him that, shit's way too formal for Luffy

[beaniebeensbaby201]

TATTOO

JJ MAYBANK X READER

SUMMARY: Reader got her first tattoo, and she hadn't shown anyone besides Sarah(who went with her). So they all decided to go on the boat (Her tattoo officially was healed) so she thought it was the perfect time to show off her tattoo to her boyfriend and friends.

A/N: im getting my first tattoo soon, so I thought, why not write one with their reactions.

Warnings: just the word Ass and cute JJ

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It's been a few months since I've his my secret that I was going to get a tattoo. The only person who knew about it was Sarah, as she helped me find the best tattoo artists in the Outer Banks.

I was lying on the hammock with JJ resting his head resting on my left boob. His legs were dangling as he was swaying us.

I heard giggling from the chateau as I pointed a finger at my lips to silence the two girls.

Kie had been giggling all day when I showed her my tattoo.

She was the first person besides Sarah to see it.

I heard John B and Pope coming out as well as they whispered to one another. I rolled my eyes at their childlike banter.

I pinched JJ's sides, causing him to jump a bit. I pinched him again as he groaned, wrapping his arms tighter around me.

"Babe. Baby, wake up. We gotta go. We were supposed to go on the boat today." He groaned again as I lifted his forehead with the bottom of my palm.

His eyes opened slightly. The sun glaring in his eyes as I gave him a kiss on his nose.

"C'mon." I pushed him off of me as I went to crack my body.

"What?" I asked.

Everyone stared at me as I continued to crack my limbs, I always saved my neck for last.

I noticed that JJ was silent until I realized why he would be.

"Is that a tattoo on your ass?" I twist my body to see JJ touching my ass.

"You forgot to hide the tattoo!" Sarah slaps her forehead as Kie wolf whistles.

"It's a heart? That has my name on it." I hummed as he rubbed his finger lightly over the ink.

"Boys. You could look." The two boys stammer when I caught their gaze as they looked away.

I caught them glancing over JJ as I laughed.

"You're letting our friends see your ass?" I shrugged.

"Sarah and Kie, see my ass all the time. They slap it, too. " The girls also agreed.

For the rest of the day, JJ would be up my ass as he continued to stare at the tattoo.

[fictionalwhores]

Dating JJ would include...

-JJ’s love language is physical affection and you can not tell me otherwise (maybe with a mix of words of affirmation) 

-He holds your hands, traces shapes on your bare skin, hugs you from behind while  on the boat and the breeze blows against you lightly, attempts to braid your hair as Kie instructs him, if one of you guys are sitting next to each other but can’t hold hands he’ll keep your guys’ knees close so he can still feel your touch  

-JJ is a cheeky man and part of that physical affection includes slapping your ass whenever you walk in front of him 

-Hear me out, JJ is the best and the worst with pet names. All day long he can roll out baby girl,sweetheart, and babe (proceeded with a very strung out and pouting “Babeeeeeee”) 

-”Awww, come here, babygirl”

-”Sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere, I promise” 

-”Damn, babe, looking good in my clothes” 

-But do not think he won’t also call you bro, dude, or man at any given point two seconds after calling you a cute name 

-”Seriously, man?” 

-”Bro, stop touching me! Your hands are cold as fuck” 

-”Dude, you will never believe what I saw today” 

-speaking of which, JJ owns the phrase “THAT’S MY GIRL” 

-late-night talks in the hammock admiring the starlit sky 

-if anyone even breathes wrong in your direction its ON SIGHT For this protective boy 

-JJ would 100% start little arguments just to see you get riled up and defend your stance 

-Followed with him kissing you and telling you to relax, he was just messing with you because he thinks it’s hot when you get worked up 

-When things are bad with his dad, he would leave for a few days at a time, which leaves you worried sick because JJ sucks at texting back 

-But he doesn’t want you to see him like that so he says he just needs some space 

-when he finally does come back you give him all the love in the world and he doesn’t try to fight any of it 

-okay I’ve never smoked but I really want JJ to teach me so imagine him rolling a blunt for you and instructing you through the whole process and making sure to stop you before you do too much or hyping you up when you finally don’t cough while taking a drag 

-Seeing who can ride out a wave the longest when surfing 

-Playing on opposite sides of beer pong because you two are competitive against each other 

-Although you and JJ usually get drunk together, on the rare occasion that he doesn’t get drunk and you do, he is right there next to you to help you get home and in bed clean and safe. 

-JJ trusts you around guys, it’s the guys he doesn’t trust and we know he wouldn’t let it slide if  a guy were hitting on you 

-imagine Kie teaching him how to make string bracelets and him making matching ones for the two of you and he plays it off as a joke but he’s so relieved when you actually love and wear it

-one time you two had a date on a boat but you both ended up cuddling and falling asleep almost all day and when John B found you two near the marsh you two were BURNT 

-speaking of dates, can we just imagine sitting on the beach together with feets close to where the waves are coming up and you finding a seashell wash up and then 10 minutes later you guys are both on a hunt to find the most shells and then laying them all out on the beach to make a big heart 

-JJ is a top but is always down to be the little spoon