#follower celebration 2023

[stevebabey]

RUBY congrats on your milestone!!! I'm extremely happy for you, you deserve it, you always post amazing fics and your blog is SO COOL AND FRESH, ugh I love it!! Sending a lot of kisses and hugs your way ♡

So I'm here to request, I hope it's okay!!

❤️‍🔥 5 and 6 from the first prompt list with steve, I just know you are going to do something sooo fluffy and cute that will mark me forever!!!

HI HI !! thank you so much ur so sweet i am SWOONING over here <3 COOL AND FRESH!!!?? ULTRA TOP TIER COMPLIMENTS MY DUDE!! ahh many kisses and hugs right back at ya ! and omg da first of the blurbs.... it is fluffy as hell im feeling clingy tonite and i hope u luv <3 (ur lucky to get in early they probably won't all be this long hehe)

You're surprised you even managed to convince Steve to come to this party. They're not exactly his scene anymore, especially considering his history with them, but it was a bit more of a familiar friendly crowd — Eddie's band, some of Robin's own friends from band, plus the merry bunch of you that were practically fused together since '83.

Besides, you're sure the fair amount of eyelashes fluttering helped too, lips pouting and eyes sweet.

Steve had even narrowed his eyes, jabbed a finger at you like he was about to say 'that's not fair!' like he had a thousand times before. Some whine about how he was powerless when you gave him those eyes.

Tonight, he had just sighed and folded, any annoyance melting away at your glee.

Parties were better with Steve. If you both had a ride home, he'd get himself into the G&T's until he was loopy and draping himself all over you. Absolute mumbler he was while drunk. It was all you're so pretty and how'd i get so lucky? between wet kisses anywhere he could land them. You not-so-secretly loved it.

Tonight, however, you're the lovesick one.

Like it's your fault; he's wearing one of his button downs that's tight on the arms and a few buttons too low. A hint of chest hair peeks out, flush against tan skin that's riddled with moles you've kissed a dozen times over each. Even without the extra beers tonight you think you'd be in a mood.

The extra alcohol just gives you confidence.

Steve's talking when you approach, his back to you, and you take no mind to distract him from his conversation. Silently, well as much you can while tipsy, you sneak your arms around his middle and slump.

You hear a rumble of surprise through where your head presses into his back, a pause in the conversation, then he places his warm hands over both of yours. You delight with a grin. Then, keeping his hands in place to keep you where you are, he's twisting to look over his shoulder. You dig your chin in to meet his eyes with a doozy smile.

"Hello trouble," He says, all too fond. God, he looks so sweet, amber eyes all sweet and smile all too mischievous. Thank God he's yours.

"Hi." You say back, a grin curling at your lips. You think about tucking your hands under his shirt, just to hold him closer. You're sure he'll get the mental messages you're sending him much better if there's skin-to-skin contact —though, you needn't worry, Steve can tell you love him just from the look on your face.

"All good back there?" He asks, mainly as a joke but you nod very seriously and then tilt your head towards his conversation partner. Some dude who had graduated the year after him, friends with Robin he thinks. It's small talk.

"Yup." You smile wide, a bit dopey, and press a kiss into his back. "Y'keep talking Stevie."

He can tell you mean it so he does, turning back around and adjusting his grip over both of your hands to hold them both tighter. You hum happily. The conversation resumes. It takes all but a minute for your attention to crawl away.

You shift your hands slightly, wriggling out of Steve's grip and you miss how he frowns down bemusedly at your wandering hands. He silently hopes you aren't heading for his pants, mainly because there's a spectator to your strange but endearing behaviour. You don't, instead just tucking them under his button up and pressing your icy fingers against his tummy.

Steve snorts a quiet laugh and tries not to shiver, but apparently, that's too much movement for you.

"Tch, stop moving!" Your voice draws out, dipped in annoyance. You thump your head against his back and Steve laughs again, a bit pink in the face when the dude moves away with an awkward goodbye. Steve doesn't blame him, with your roaming hands, though he's fairly sure you're actually just looking for a cuddle.

Steve stills himself. "Why—"

"You feel amazing in my arms," you say, muffled by your face in his shirt. You squeeze him a bit tighter, a hug that actually squeezes his heart too because fuck, if he doesn't feel adored right now.

"Baby," He starts, prying your arms off just enough to turn and face you. You whine a bit but it dies down at being able to lean your head against his chest, chin planting between his pecs. You gaze up at him and blow a half-hearted raspberry. Steve thinks about dipping you sweet and kissing you there, just to see if you'll get warm enough in the face that he'll feel it too.

"D'you wanna go home?" He asks.

You shake your head but tighten your hold. Steve sweeps a hand across your forehead, pushing back stray hairs with a loving hum. "If we go home, we can cuddle, yeah?"

You seem to only just realise this as he says it and it sways your decision in an instant. "Okay, yeah, yes please," you murmur as you bury your face back into his chest. Your please sounds like peas and Steve thinks his heart might ache a little softer because of it.

If you had told sophomore Steve that in the future, he'd be ditching a party early, just for some cuddles, he's sure he would've scoffed at himself. Steve thanks the heavens above for change and let you drag him out the door, footsteps giddy and kisses abundant.

join the celebration!

[randonauticrap]

A Gentle Love

Pairing ~ Chevalier Michel x Reader

Word Count ~ 786

Author's Note ~ My first Chevalier fic of the autumn season!!! I'm so excited about this fic, because soft Chev is my entire weakness. It's also my first fic for my Cozytober event, and I really really hope you enjoy it! No warnings, just tons of soft, autumn, white tiger fluff!

Prompt: No. 4 "The Dead Waltz"

Lyrics: "...wrapped your long hair up in vines, and leaves, and branches..."

You maneuvered again, curling even deeper into the settee as you snuggled under the cloak. It was thick and warm and a soft velvet that could make even the most stubborn cat purr. You breathed in the fresh scent of vetiver and shampoo that lingered around the fur at the top, keeping you close to your lover even as he completed his duties for the day elsewhere. 

It was a chilly day, the breeze nipping your face as it swept through the beautiful garden of slowly wilting roses. The fall of the year was swiftly on its way, and you smiled up at the colors raining down on you from above. The book you had brought out with you was long since finished, and now you merely waited for the owner of your blanket to join you. But as you gazed down at the leaves the trees had gifted you, you decided you wouldn't let them go to waste, and propped yourself into a sitting position on the settee. You gathered the leaves into a pile in your lap, then leaned down to the vines in the grass and tugged at them, smiling as you began your creations. 

Chevalier never walked with anything less than purpose, but swifter lately had his exits from the office become; hastier, more hurried. Once his work was complete, it was as if he could not bear another moment without the comfort of his lover at his side. So wherever he was, wherever you were, he rushed to you. This afternoon he found himself traveling to the gardens, remembering the sweater you were wearing when you had stopped in earlier, and the twinkle in your eye as you swept out of his office, the most recent book he'd gifted you under your arm. 

A smile tugged its way to his stiff lips, the muscles there still not totally used to showing affection. But you were the exception; his only exception. His feet stopped when he reached the plush settee that rested near the garden's entrance, and his smile settled further into his lips as he beheld you, sleeping softly underneath his cloak, your long hair wrapped up in vines, and leaves, and branches; the myriad of colors was twirled into your braided hair effortlessly, as though a creature from fantasy had done it by hand as you slept. 

Chevalier had never been religious, but perhaps God was working to make him a believer, he thought, for the woman before him could be no less than an angel sent from the realms of heaven. You tamed his beastly side, you awoke in him emotions he believed he could never have, and you ignited such a fierce love in him that at times he wondered if he would burn to death from within. 

He approached with silent footfall, not wanting to wake you just yet, and chuckled quietly at the crown of leaves and vines you had created for him, and left atop your dozing form. He reached for it, and in an act so unnecessary that he chided himself for being foolish, fitted it atop his blond locks and gingerly sat down beside you, laying his hand on your shoulder. You stirred ever so slightly and struggled to open your eyes. Once the light no longer pained you, you gazed up at the beautiful sight before you. While you slept, your lover had arrived and indulged in your creation. A smile tugged on your lips and you yawned, your body pulling its way to full awareness. 

"Good afternoon, Chevalier." You murmured, smiling up at the angelic glow surrounding his handsome face. 

"Is the crown of Rhodolite too garish for my head?" He quipped, humor gleaming in his bright blue eyes. 

"Even the most capable king needs a little less weight to carry sometimes." You chuckled, pulling him down for a kiss. But Chevalier was a greedy man, and one was never enough. Somehow, he managed to curl into the settee beside you, his cloak covering the both of you in its warmth. He had used his cloak as a blanket many times, out on the battleground campsites, in the midst of war; but never like this. Never before had it felt like a cover of safety, an entrapment for the love he shared with the woman he loved, a home of peace. 

But as he gazed down at you, so content and trusting in his arms, he decided he would never again take his cloak to the battlefield. For it belonged here, in the arms of his angel, as a reminder of the human man that would return to her when he came home to wrap her up in his arms again. 

🎃

Tags for the Lovelies: @rhodolitesroseforclavis @aquagirl1978 @ikehoe @queengiuliettafirstlady @maries-gallery @veervers @nightghoul381 @itsjudesfault @xbalayage @kissmetwicekissmedeadly

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[crystaldeclear]

Look at that fucking joy from Mariam! 😭🥰

[hoonclub]

[sotwk]

SotWK's July Celebration: "Tolkien eGifts" for your Ask Boxes

July is my birthday month, and the first one I'm celebrating on Tumblr. In appreciation of my Followers, I would like to use this occasion to give something to the Tolkien fandom community and spread some cheer throughout the site.

I've been working with the wonderful artist @baek-art, who has created some gorgeous Tolkien character commissions. I used her art to then make what I decided to call "Tolkien eGifts".

What is a Tolkien eGift?

It is an eCard sent from one person to another via Tumblr Ask Box as a gesture of care and love. Each card has its own LOTR character and "gift" that character brings, representing a wish for the recipient (e.g. health, joy, comfort).

How is a Tolkien eGift used?

I will kick things off by sending these eGifts to some of my Mutuals, and I hope everyone will help me get the ball rolling from there. It takes a community to spread love around!

If/When you receive an eGift in your Box, please feel free to save the image, stick it in a new Ask message, and SEND IT ALONG to someone else's Ask Box. You can even do it on Anon if you're shy!

Please don't forget to reply to your eGift and thank your sender for their thoughtfulness. (Answering an Ask does not count as "reposting", so don't worry!) This helps make the eGifts visible and accessible for others to use.

Send Tolkien eGifts to as many friends/mutuals/strangers as you like, Tolkien fan or not! Send it on its own or add a little personalized message from you. Add a fic rec, a recipe, a sonnet, song lyrics, get creative!

A few important notes regarding use:

Even if you don't receive an eGift directly in your Ask Box (though I hope you do!), you can still save the image from any answered Ask you see and send it to others. This is totally okay!

Please do not use the Tolkien eGifts to make new blog posts. These are meant to be exchanged via Tumblr Ask Boxes as personal notes, not as new posts for your own blog (aka reposting vs reblogging).

While I understand it's probably impossible to police this, please try to keep the eGifts on Tumblr only, to help prevent the misuse/stealing of the artist's work.

Credit to me or the artist baek-art is not necessary. We have already put our signatures/names on the eGift itself, and that suffices.

Please do not alter/edit the eGift cards or the artwork for your own purposes.

Most importantly: have fun and enjoy the gifts!

[bookishtheaterlover7]

WOO! Had to go through high or hell water, but a blessing in the form of the mysterious new friend 🎄 helped me get the info I need

Now... Let's drag this pretentious bitch through the mud again, shall we..?

For starters, let's admire the "bride"😜

Well, well... They actually made the Wicked Witch of the East (West is Elphaba, I will not drag her with this bitch) look good. Even 👸 said she actually liked the lipstick and wearing a good outfit, covering what everyone has already seen too much of, and choosing black, to mourn her lost Instagram followers? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

And what is with that position?! She also hates the little bow on the dress, it's indicative of Albitch's Lolita personality (in my words, AS IF THE BITCH NEEDED TO REMIND EVERYONE). And those cold black eyes 😆 What is with the bow below? Most people would have the bow at the waist! (I told her that Albitch doesn't have curves to accentuate 🙃)

👸 is being a savage today and I'm loving it!!!

Honestly, she's right, as always 😆 and the thing with Albitch's stupid ass position it kinda reminds me of Cinderella's step sisters 🤭

And she actually wears something other than crop tops?!😵 And really? A babydoll dress? Could you be anymore obvious, Albitch?!

And one last thing... FUCKING FIX YOUR POSITIONS, YOU WANNABE!!!

Onto the topic of Chris...

Their rings don't fucking match! What married couple doesn't have matching rings?! This isn't the 1800s where only the bride wears the ring. Both husband and wife, are supposed to have a ring. They might not wear it all the time, but they do have rings! But these two? You put their photos right next to each other, and it looks like someone told them to each buy a ring without knowing what the other even looked like 🤭☕

His is some form of gold. Still doesn't fit... And hers, are silver, dull and fucking loose!!!

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Thank you 👸 for showing me this vid, I needed that laugh 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Albitch, do you seriously don't know what to do with your hands? With all your slutty posts, I thought you'd be an expert by now 🤭 I guess that's why you never show them in pictures you post...

And another thing. This goes to all of the people who thought she's hiding because she's pregnant...

DOES SHE LOOK REMOTELY PREGNANT TO YOU?! YOU'RE FUCKING DELULU!!!

And we're back to Chris...

Yeah those wedding rings are seriously not matching. And no matter how you spin it, there's absolutely zero reason for those two to not match. Unless neither knew what the other bought in which case...

THEY'RE EXPOSING THEMSELVES!!!!

Just like how Albitch appearing without Chris only confirms our suspicions, that he's in MA, with his family, DEFINITELY WITHOUT HIS LOVING NEW BRIDE 😁

Now, isn't that just couple goals... 🙄

I mean Dodger will actually have a happy Thanksgiving this year, because his Daddy would actually smell nice and not have his wicked Step-Mother

Oh, I forgot! 👸 rewatched Chris' NYCC panel, and at 10:14 of the video...

She told me, it's really hard to notice, and I didn't but after two tries I did too, that Chris mentions that he has to use treats to get Dodger to come near him, because, "sometimes stuff happens"...

I'm sorry, but WHAT STUFF HAPPENED THAT MAKES DODGER NOT WANT TO BE NEAR YOU, CHRISTOPHER?!

I know it sounds like a stretch, and probably a major conspiracy theory. But come on! Dodger is the least shy dog on the internet! He loves new friends, in dog and human form.

And he's a dog who, like his Dad, loves to show affection, and receive it. There's no way, Dodger would avoid people, unless, and my dog is like this, they've had a bad experience with that person, and they don't trust them. Even just the scent might have them stay away. 🤔🧐

TL;DR

🎄 is an angel sent from the heavens to have helped me. 👸 is SAVAGE today with the sick burns. Albitch looks decent, but her positions, and the fact that literally EVERYTHING but the ring shines is another Red Flag 🚩(we're about to run out of room for these flags). Chris and her have rings that don't fucking match. Dodger might be having a happy Thanksgiving because his wicked Step-Mother is as far from MA as she can be (Green card, what? She doesn't know her🤭)

Oh, and...

Happy Thanksgiving to those that celebrate it 😁🍗

[band--psycho]

3.6k Celebration Masterlist

Thank you to everyone who sent in requests! I'm so grateful to every single one of you and I hope you all enjoy the stories I'll be posting for this challenge! I'll update this as frequently as I can!💛

Thank you all for your support!

Fred Weasley x Reader - You kissed me last night — And you didn’t stop me for @beeroses

Jax Teller x Reader - This isn't goodbye for @rayslittlekitten

Jax Teller x Reader - She’s in love with someone else — Then why is she standing outside in her wedding dress? for @beth-gallagher22

Chibs Telford x Reader - You showed me what living was like again, I’d forgotten for @rl92

Vander x Reader - I didn’t mean to fall for you - Neither did I for @conretewings

Harvey Specter x Reader - Everyone should dance in the rain at least once in their lives for @malfoys-demigod

Harvey Specter x Reader - I can’t believe I got a first date let alone a year for @choochoo284

Harvey Specter x Reader - You know I’m holding back from fucking your over the kitchen counter, don’t push your luck for @callsign-ember

Sirius Black x Reader - I just...adore you for @xacatalepsyx

Raymond Smith x Reader - I like the sound of there being an us for @thedreadandthefugitivemind

Raymond Smith x Reader - I'm really in the mood to tease you today for @wild-rose-35

Raymond Smith x Reader - You tried to kill me three days ago for @deathbecomesnerds

Thorin Oakenshield x Reader - Just a few more minutes for Anon

Negan x Reader - I cannot stand you and yet I cannot stay away from you for Anon

Steve Harrington x Reader - Person A asking Person B out on a date and Person B panicking about what to wear for Anon

[leonscape]

when the night was full of terrors

and your eyes were filled with tears

suitor: chevalier (ikemen prince); genre: angst; prompt: #14 the night we met (a bunch of lyrics are inserted in between oops); warning: violence/death

@randonauticrap

chevalier remembers the name of every single person that had sacrificed their life for rhodolite. an impressive ability that turned into a curse in one night.

a faint scent of roses danced in the air as a cool afternoon breeze swirled around his lone figure. the sun was beginning its descent below the horizon. but the warmth remained in the ground after a long day of soaking up the sun’s rays.

take me back to the night we met

chevalier never flinched. every movement was calculated. the swing of his sword was pure precision. even as a child taking down his first assassin, chevalier didn’t even blink in the face of danger. he stared back at it in the eyes. it was death that froze under his gaze.

but something changed in him that night. it was the first time he’s ever felt emotion when engaged in a duel with the enemy. death was taunting him, laughing at him.

and all he could do was watch.

and then i can tell myself what the hell im supposed to do

chevalier knelt down in front of her. the second time he’s ever done so. he gently placed the small bouquet of roses next to her.

those roses that she’s always adored. those roses that she had protected alongside him.

the open wound she left on his heart escaped through the tears in his eyes.

and then i can tell myself not to ride along with you

chevalier crossed the threshold, the point of no return. emma was crumpled on the floor, stabbed from behind.

the brutal beast lunged for the man responsible. he let out a blood curdling scream, but it was only for a moment. the brutal beast tore the man into shreds in a sudden fit of rage. anger started out as a tiny spark, and it spread, bursting into flames that engulfed his heart.

emma turned to look at the brutal beast. she weakly smiled at him, putting on a brave face just as she did when she first met him. she loosened her grip against her chest to reveal their infant son, their heir. bundled up in her arms, tucked away from the blood, keeping his innocence intact.

either from exhaustion or blood loss, she slowly closed her eyes. the brutal beast frantically tried to keep her awake and responsive. eventually she quietly slipped away in a peaceful slumber.

i had all and then most of you some and now none of you

the stone below him was damp with his tears. the sun in his heart had left him, leaving it behind in a state of perpetual darkness. but emma’s warmth remained in his heart after a long time of soaking up her love.

his tears touched her tombstone, and it reached her. the tears falling from his eyes was all the love he never got to express.

“i don’t know what i’m supposed to do… haunted by the ghost of you,” he whispered so only she could hear. his lip quivered, fists clenched, and his eyes squeezed shut.

“take me back to the night we met,” he wished. his mind could only replay the memories, but they were just that. they weren’t something that could be erased and rewritten. there was no way to go back and prevent it from happening.

oh, take me back to the night we met

[anannua]

🥳

please read rules before you send an ask

if one word seems too little, it can be 2 or 3 word prompt, I’ll consider each case

please don’t treat me like prompt generator: for example, don’t send “Sakura, stretch” and that’s the entire message. Imagine I am sitting in front of you and ask like a person, because I am a person, and it feels very impersonal for your request to sound like AI prompt. I have to add this request after last round because someone send in 2 words only, left me feeling poorly and upset.

Let’s treat each other kindly ☺️🙏🏻💕 I’m excited and waiting for request. Thanks for following me on tumblr and enjoying my art

[stevebabey]

𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 ! - this celebration is closed!

hello my beloveds, i recently hit a bonkers milestone so ofc, i would love to celebrate with u all !! whether you’re new here or a long time follower, i’m so v glad to have u here in my corner of the internet :’) mucho thank u’s and too many mwah’s to count, just know i’m giving u all a big sloppy kiss <3

now, without further ado, i humbly invite you along for 6 days (from the 16th - 22nd of jan) of ruby’s very own tour of hawkins, indiana :)

you’re new in town, you say? hmm, you might like to head to STARCOURT MALL; it’s best and brightest in the town! seriously, it’s filled w some very fancy stuff, there’s something for everyone, believe me

alongside a🍦emoji, send in your favourite fics, favourite authors, really anyone you want to shout out and think deserves sum appreciation ! this is just to spread some love :’) and hey, if u send ur own fic on anon, i ain’t gone be none the wiser hehe

or maybeee, you’re more of a hopeless romantic like me and would prefer a trip to LOVER’S LAKE: whether for first time dates or late night make-outs — looking at you, harrington 👀 — all good romance blooms lakeside

alongside a ❤️‍🔥 emoji, send in some blurb requests! [one] [two] [three] [four] [five] <- these are some prompt lists but they’re not required :) remember to tell me what list u got ur prompt from!

okay, neither of those pique your interest? well, FAMILY VIDEO is great for curing boredom! and the staff are easy on the eyes as well, which totally helps

alongside a 📽 emoji, send in thoughts and concepts hehehe - any genre, any length. you can even go behind the beaded curtain to the 18+ stuff if u want (sfw or nsfw allowed)

oh, there’s also the RADIO SHACK, though it’s a bit run down. probably only go in there if you’re a mutual i reckon, just to be safe

mutuals, send in a 🎧 and i’ll assign u a song from my music + some lovely words from me

oh dude, i forgot to say! i got us invited to a legendary STEVE HARRINGTON PARTY🕺🏻we’re gonna play all the classic party games it’s gonna be totally tubular

you guys know these ones :D fmk, this or that, cast your mutuals, any ask game ur pretty lil head can come up with + if you’d like, tell me what 80s song you love the most and wish would play at parties (i’m always lookin for more hehe)

i sincerely hope you enjoy your stay in hawkins! MWAH, ruby x

(some do’s and don’t’s for requests are below the read more if you’re on the fence about an idea !)

i’m pretty vanilla in all senses: no non-con/dubcon, no pregnancy, no hard kinks, no x reader for anyone besides steve, no steddie x reader, that’s about it :)

as this is a follower celebration, it is intended to be for followers of the blog <3 i ask that if you’d like me to put the time & effort into writing something for u, mayhaps u shud follow if you don’t already :D idk i’m not a cop and technically nothin bad will happen if u don’t but u shouldn’t :) ok

if i don’t respond to your ask, i’m probably working away at it but also hey, it just might not scratch my brain. i’ll do my best to get them all written but absolutely no promises.

tagging sum mutuals <3

@hawkinsindiana​ @spideystevie​ @harringtonbf​ @familyvideostevie​ @sanguineterrain​ @katsu28​ @stvharrngton​ @sunshinesteviee​ @plainemmanem​ @teenbiology​ @stevestummy​ @augustslippedavvay​ @husbandharrington​ @joellkeeny​ @keeryshouse​ @sparklingsin​​

[randonauticrap]

Cozytober 2023 (aka, my 250 Followers Celebration!)

I'm celebrating 250 followers!! I'm so thankful to all of you who have followed me and interacted with my posts and fics, and to thank you all, I'm combining my annual Cozytober Writing Challenge with my Follower Celebration!

All info and Rules are listed below! This writing challenge is open to everyone, and there's a little something to scratch every itch.

Info:

Dates: October 1st - October 31st Masterlist Posting: November 3rd

I decided to do something a little different this year, so all of the prompts for this event are songs! I handpicked this list from my favorites; some are upbeat and fun, others are a little more somber, and many of them evoke that hazy, haunting mood of the autumn season. I encourage you to listen to them, but it's not a requirement! I will have a link to the lyrics of each song that you are free to use at your leasure.

This challenge is open to Fluff, Slice of Life, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and Smut for all Ikemen Games, including Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Villains, Ikemen Revolution, and Ikemen Genjiden!

Rules:

NO minors or ageless blogs are allowed to post smut for this challenge.

If you are an ageless blog and you post Smut for this challenge, you will get a single DM warning and the 48 hours following to post your age on your blog, or you will be blocked from my blog. If you are a minor and you post smut for this challenge, you will be blocked on sight. I welcome ageless blogs or minors to write Fluff, Slice of Life, Angst, or Hurt/Comfort!

Please label your fic with the suitor(s) you are using and which ikemen game they come from!

Please also label which genre your fic falls under (ie., Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort/slice of life, smut) and any appropriate content warnings

You can use as many or as few lyrics as you want from a song to use as inspiration! You can also combine songs if you're feeling fancy. Just make sure to list the titles of the song(s), as well as the lyric(s) you're using in your fic in the description.

Example:

Prompt - No. 11: "Love Like Ghosts" Lyric - "Yes I know that love is like ghosts, only few have seen it but everybody talks"

Please use the tag #Cozytober Follower Celebration on your fics so that I can find and reblog them! Please also tag my blog @randonauticrap to make it even easier for me to locate them and add them to the Masterlist! If I haven't reblogged your fic by the end date of the challenge, on October 31st 2023, it probably means I have missed it, so please DM me with a link to your fic and I will reblog. Similarly, if you do not see your fic on the Masterlist when it is posted on November 3rd, please DM me with a link to your fic and I will update the masterlist accordingly.

The last date I will add new fics to the Masterlist is November 15th, so please let me know ASAP if your fic isn't there!

Song & Lyric Links:

She Lit a Fire - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Welcome Home - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

The Yawning Grave - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

The Dead Waltz - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

The World Ender - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Ghost Towns - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

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Thank you for waiting, @butter--peanut! you waited so long that the we met twice since you sent this! :D And I'm not sure how much you will like what I did but I hope it is alright &lt;3 Also I am a dum dum and posted this accidentally while trying to save it as a draft and so I had to delete it again which is why the ask itself is gone. sorry!

Uchiha Obito / Hatake Kakashi

Hokage! Obito AU

Rated G

2201 words

Ao3 link [x]

for @obito-week: hokage & mission & duty

Obito takes care of a very exhausted Kakashi after he returns from a multi week mission.

Shizune left with what felt like a mountain of paperwork and Obito let his head fall onto the desk in front of him. It was another really late night, later than it reasonably should have been and he wondered not for the first time how Minato-sensei had handled all the workload with a child waiting for him at home when Obito could barely function and didn’t also have parental duties to fulfil.

It was godsent that Shizune was able to help out as much as she did and that she too was free to spend the evenings with her more or less exhausted boss in his office without complaining too much. If she hadn’t been around he probably would have never gotten any sleep anymore.

Not that Obito would have wanted to change really, he was still very happy to have been able to fulfil his dream of Hokage, especially with his student Naruto hot at his heels about the position, no matter how hard it could be from time to time. His former classmates were always ready to help him out and be supportive, especially and most importantly Kakashi of course.

As if he had heard Obito think about him, Kakashi appeared to smoke. Obito’s head shot up to see the other sway from side to side and then fall forward. Obito was quick enough to catch Kakashi before he could hit the ground, he seemed more exhausted than Obito felt, if that was even possible.

“You’re back!” Obito said helped Kakashi stand upright again. “Is everything alright with you?”

Kakashi still had his ANBU mask on, but Obito didn’t need to see the low eyelids hanging over his mismatched eyes to know he could barely keep them open. “Reporting in from my mission,” Kakashi murmured and then added a completely unnecessary, “..Sir.”

“Nonsense, “Obito said and grabbed him tighter. “We are going home. No more mission reporting for today.” He predicted Kakashi’s protest before the other man could make it and wrapped his arms around him to transport him to their apartment with kamui. He had not said goodnight to Shizune but surely she would have guessed that he had finally gone home if she’d returned to his office.

Kakashi’s head leaned against Obito’s shoulder and he almost lost balance when they materialised in the middle of their living room. Obito took the mask off and Kakashi’s eyes below them looked tired and empty. Something surely must have happened while he was on the mission.

With soft force he pushed Kakashi to sit down on the couch and then he slowly snapped open all the buckles on the ANBU vest to get it off of him. They had spent enough years together that Obito knew exactly how to open it and open it fast, so it was no problem that Kakashi was not complying.

There were some wounds, light cuts at the arms and some at Kakashi's neck and back. Obito went over them carefully trying to assess how deep and dangerous they might be. His healing jutsu was not especially good and he cursed himself that he hadn’t waited for Shizune to come back to his office to help him. Shizune could have taken care of these in no time.

Each movement Obito did over one of the cuts drew a groan of pain out of Kakashi’s mouth, but when Obito looked up his eyes were still half closed. He wasn’t sure if his partner was awake or sleep walking, but he was thankful that he had made his way home at least.

“Have you eaten?” Obito asked softly and helped Kakashi out of his sandals.

The other man groaned. That probably meant “no”, Obito concluded. 

He got up and took a bowl of miso soup out of their fridge and warmed it, always looking over his shoulder to make sure Kakashi wasn’t falling asleep. He needed to get his wounds cleaned, eat and take a shower before he could do that. Obito needed to keep him awake until then at least.

Both hadn’t seen each other for about a month at this point. While Obito didn’t like endangering Kakashi with long missions that would take him multiple weeks to finish, Kakashi always insisted on taking on everything that was potentially dangerous. This was probably one of his hang ups that he had retained from their childhood. Though Obito had found his way back, Kakashi had never truly forgiven himself for how Rin died.

Besides, Kakashi knew he was their best operative and that leaving missions to him, no matter how dangerous, meant that they would be perfectly taken care of. Obito knew that too, obviously, no matter how much he had denied it when he was younger. So now that Obito was in charge he had no option but to let Kakashi continue doing long missions like this, despite how his stomach hurt whenever he had to give them to Kakashi.

Obito walked back over and put the miso soup down in front of Kakashi who miraculously was still awake. “Eat,” Obito said softly and when Kakashi didn’t react he took the spoon himself, put one hand in Kakashi's long unkempt silver hair and offered him the soup on a spoon for him to eat. 

“You don’t have to…” Kakashi said, the red on his face giving away how embarrassed he was by the situation. But Obit knew no mercy when it came to making sure his boyfriend took care of himself. So he filled the spoon again and then offered it to Kakashi one more time. Kakashi, probably too tired to argue about it, just ate, mouth closing and opening like he was a machine.

When Obito put the spoon down the last time, Kakashi let his head fall onto his shoulder again. “I need to tell you what happened to finish my mission,” he murmured.

“What you need is sleep,” Obito repeated without missing a beat.

Kakashi nuzzled his head into Obito’s neck and it gave Obito heartburn how cute he looked even though he was so exhausted right now. 

“I don’t think I could relax if I haven’T reported my mission findings to the Hokage,” Kakashi murmured, “That is how you finish a mission after all, don’t you remember that was how they taught us in the academy?”

Obiuto sighed. Yes, that was how a mission was finished, that was what they had learned in their final academy year. But back then nobody had taken into account that the Hokage might be your partner and that the Hokage might be Obito, who was more than content to wait until the next day.

“Fine,” he said, knowing that Kakashi, always the one who strictly wanted to adhere to the rules, would never give in. “Report to your Hokage.”

Kakashi’s eyes opened as if Obito had someone activated a seal inside of him that let him function normally. “Lord Fifth,” he said, “The operation you sent me out to do has been finished successfully.”

Obito raised a brow: “So you eliminated the entire cult?”

“Everyone,” Kakashi said. “I even tracked down the founder who was in hiding. This is the reason I took a week longer than I should have, I also want to apologise for that.”

“Oh shut up”, Obito knocked his head against Kakashi. “So is the danger over?”

Kakashi looked at him. “For now Konoha is definitely safe, there won’t be any more raids on the rice farmers at the border. Suna has expressed thank you for the help because their wind farmers were also affected. And of course,” he grabbed his jacket and took a scroll out, “I have the formula for the resurrection jutsu they tried to use.”

Obito wondered if it was the same one Minato-sensei had received from Orochimaru’s experiments, but he wasn’t going to check it today. He nodded and put the scroll into his own bag, then he looked forward: “Good work, Hound. You are dismissed.”

“Thank you, sir,” Kakashi said and then slumped forward instantly. Obito held him up again, grabbing tightly around the other man’s shoulders.

He had never been in the ANBU himself and he wasn’t close enough to Tenzo-kun to know if this behaviour was normal for an ANBU operative, that they could not relax until they felt like they had successfully finished their mission, but Kakashi definitely was like that. Now that he seemed satisfied with having given his report his whole body seemed like it had lost a big weight.

“Don’t sleep,” Obito said, “You need to wash yourself first.” Kakashi’s eyelids fluttered but he could barely open them. Luckily Obito was a little bulkier and just a little taller than Kakashi so he pushed him up onto his feet again and with very little help from the man himself brought him to the bathroom.

Obito knew he couldn’t just fill the tub and leave Kakashi alone in it, because he couldn’t trust that Kakashi wouldn’t just fall asleep and sink below the surface. So after he had undressed the other man, he undressed himself too. Now naked Obito could see even more bruises on Kakashi’s body and he made a mental note to summon Kakashi tomorrow so he could hear more details about the past mission. 

Kakashi flinched when Obito turned on the shower head over him. “Stay still,” Obito ordered and Kakashi put his head on Obito’s shoulder again. “You should be more careful next time, you know.” Obito made sure to clean out any wound he could find. His healing jutsu might not be good enough to take care of any of these today, but he could at least make sure they wouldn’t get infected to be worse before Shizune or Sakura would have the opportunity to look at them. “You really don’t have to do these long term missions alone or… at all.”

“Hmm,” Kakashi managed to say, which was probably his way of trying to protest without actually having the strength to really do it. Obito ignored it just like he would have ignored it if i had said his usual “I am good at it and you know it too”, retort that Obito had heard too many times. 

The bathtub beeped to indicate that they could now enter if they wanted, but Kakashi was breathing so deeply on Obito’s shoulder that he worried that the other man had already fallen asleep right there, even with water running down all over his head. It was therefore better, he decided, that Kakashi would get to bed as soon as possible. Obito could still take a bath once his partner had slipped away.

“You will have to hold yourself up for a moment so I can get a towel,” Obito said softly and Kakashi opened his eyes just far enough so he could maybe see Obito as a shape in front of him. Still, he leaned back against the wall behind him and let Obito get up to find something so they could both be dried up.

Kakashi would have to sleep naked, Obito decided, not only because he didn’t think that he could force the man into new clothing, but also because he was convinced that the moment Obito had pulled him into the bedroom he would just pass out and not wake up for the next three days. Obito would just make sure the blanket around Kakashi was tight and kept him warm and then worry about clothing in the morning when he himself had had some sleep.

He strung an arm around Kakashi again and this time the other man got up himself. Obito slowly walked him out the bathroom and to the bedroom. Their shared apartment was not very big though as Hokage Obito had been offered better lodgings he had been attached to this place, the very first one Kakashi and he had shared, and declined moving. This seemed like a good choice now because even the usual five steps to the bedroom seemed very long with a heavy man that basically needed to be dragged.

“How did you even make it home in this state, you idiot,” Obito said with a shake of his head when he finally let Kakashi down onto the soft bed sheets. “You can barely even lift a finger.”

Kakashi let him turn him over so he could get the blanket beneath him and watched though low lidded eyes how Obito packed him in to keep him warm. 

“Because I wanted to see you,” Kakashi whispered.

Obito hadn’t expected him to say anything and only half listened, so he turned his head: “What?”

“I needed to get back home, because I wanted to see you,” Kakashi repeated.

“Oh,” Obito felt the blush on his cheeks instantly. “Don’t- don’t get sappy now and sleep, idiot.” But he still leaned forward to give Kakashi a kiss on his wet forehead.

When he stood up straight again he saw that Kakashi was already fast asleep, a peaceful smile on his face. “You’re so stupid, saying things like that,” Obito murmured and sat down next to the bed, his head in his arms so he could keep his eyes on Kakashi’s face.

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what's this? a new spin on our annual monster month?

so! my next few months are going to be jampacked, and i already was feeling stressed about potential fics for october. then the other day, i had an idea.

instead of doing fics this october, i've created a roleplay style ask blog where y'all can come indulge in as much monster talk as your horny hearts desire

so welcome to the @monsterfuckercinematicuniverse!

ask nymph wanda how she got so dang cute! talk with demon kate about how much of a simp she is for her human! beg vampire valkyrie to bite you too!

(if, for some reason, you're unaware of how this style of blog works, all info on how the blog works can be found in the pinned post of it)

and since we're going ahead and announcing it early...the inbox is OPEN! come chat!

this blog will be active through the month of october and will go into hiatus after that, so don't miss out! i will still be doing a few things for monster month on this blog too, maybe the askblog will inspire a few blurbs...

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Thank you all so much for your support and patience with me and for my OGs who watched me grow —and continue to— into the writer I am now and for my newcomers welcome to the journey!!

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