#getting spoiled on a regular basis

[scoots-canoe]

OMGGGG TIEN !!!!!!!!!! YAYYAYAAYYAYA (DB ep 121 spoilers)

THIS WAS SOOO HYPE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH FANTASTIC MOMENT FOR TIEN FANS

he was relegated to sideline commentator most of the fight and iwas like "sadge 😔" BUT THEN HE COMES IN WITH THE FUCKIN SAVE!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAHHHHH

Why havent goku and co like, asked Tien how he does that. Especially with Gokus habit of mimicking techniques, you would think they would have shown some curiosity in learning that technique by now.

Whatever its fine we got a top tier tien moment i am LIVING

[arroganceisherfavoritecolor]

It’s hamzah birthday so birthday sex fic 🙏🙏🙏

birthday sex

ੈ✩‧₊˚How could you ever forget your boyfriends special gift for his special day?

warnings: mentions of alcohol, hamzahs a lil drunkity, bday sex obviii, bad grammar LOLLL

Hamzah was never the type to ask for things. That included gifts. Although his 23rd birthday was coming up, Hamzah didn't ask for anything from you. "I just wanna be with you, babe. That's enough for me" is what'd he would say anytime you asked what he had in mind as a gift.

So, Hamzah, you, Martin, and Mandy all went to Nobu. The night was filled with laughter and the joys of enjoying each others company. Martin and Hamzah, being the competitive best friends they are, challenged each other to see who could drink the most. This lead to Hamzah being pretty buzzed, as well as you who had more than a few shots. Drinks and hours kept passing by, everyone chatting and having a good time.

By midnight, Hamzah was ready to go home. The two of you stumbled in, giggling like children. It was only 12:15, but your drunkenness made you lose track of time. You and Hamzah took of your coats and shoes, setting them by the door. "I'm gonna go shower, babe" you said, kissing him on the cheek and walking to the bathroom. Hamzah went into your shared room and flopped down on the bed. He heard the water turn on and smirked to himself, his hazy mind flashing images of you in his head.

As Hamzah stared up at the ceiling, he realized something: you hadn't gotten him a gift. On a regular basis, you were one to spoil him with thoughtful gifts and sweet gestures. But today, there wasn't anything. Although he denied you getting him something (like every other time) he found it surprising that you actually listened. Its not that he felt uncared for, in fact, he didn't really care that much. He just found it to be surprising that someone so giving didn't have anything to give him on this special day.

"Oh, Hamzah?" Hamzah looked away from the ceiling and towards the bathroom door when he heard you. Immediately, he felt a sense of desire run through him. You stood there against the frame, a smirk on your freshly-washed face. Your hair was damp, the droplets of water sinking into the fabric of the black, silky robe you wore. Your skin was so clean that he could smell the cocoa butter scrub from where he was. Hamzah smirked and sat up on his elbows. "Yeah?" was all he could say as his gaze roamed your body, your curves on display even with the robe covering them.

"Do you wanna see your gift?" you asked, running your fingers along the neckline of the robe. Hamzah swallowed and nodded his head. "Yeah, I do. Come here and show me" he said, sitting up straighter against the pillows on the bed. Your smirk grew wider as you slipped the robe off of your shoulders. It hit the floor, revealing black lace lingerie underneath. Hamzahs eyes grew in surprise and delight, drinking in every detail before him. The black bra held your breasts perfectly, barely covering your nipples with its lace. The panties were the same, merely a string covering only your clit. Hamzah had shown you this particular set a few weeks ago. He had jokingly said that you should buy it for his birthday, with no expectation of you actually following through.

Hamzahs eyes only grew wider when you began to walk over to the bed. You straddled his hips, your thighs on either side of him. He could feel the heat of your skin and the wetness of your core through the lacy panties. Hamzahs hands began to slide up your sides as he leaned in to kiss you. As your lips intertwined, Hamzahs hands began to wander. He traced the delicate lace of your bra, his fingers brushing against your pretty tits. They went lower and cupped your ass, the fabric of your thong-like panties barely covering your anus.

You broke the kiss and smiled down at him. Hamzah could feel his heart swell at your radiant smile, a grin of his own spreading across his face. Your soft lips began to press kisses onto his skin. Hamzahs breath hitched, shivers being sent down his spine as he felt your warm breath on him. He tilted his head to the side, allowing you better access to his neck. "Can I unwrap my present, baby?" he asked, his voice still rough from the alcohol. That alone made your pussy throb. "Whatever you want" you said, beginning to suck a hickey onto him.

With that, Hamzahs hands went to your back and unclasped the bra. He let the lacy undergarment fall away, throwing it to the side somewhere. So much for his gift, I guess. As you gave him dark marks all over, you began going lower and lower. Hamzah took off his shirt, granting you more freedom for your mouth to roam. You kissed and licked his chest, giving him small love bites. You pressed a trail of kisses down the middle of his torso, following his happy trail down to his pants. Hamzah tangled a hand in your hair, looking down at you with hooded eyes. "What are you gonna do, baby?" he asked, slightly bucking his hips up to let you feel his bulge. You smiled up at him as you began unbuttoning his pants. "Whatever you want me to. I just wanna make you feel good."

Hamzah groaned, rubbing your face against himself. You slid his pants down his legs, leaving him in just boxers. Your teeth grazed his pelvis as you bit down on the waistband of his underwear. You pulled down his boxers, your teeth lightly scraping his skin. Hamzah threw his head back, your teasing only spurring him on further. His grip on your hair tightened. "Fuck, such a good girl for me. You wanna be a real good girl for me, baby?" he asked, rubbing your face against his thick, leaking cock. You nodded your head, in a daze at the sight of his dick. You were so eager to please him, so desperate to make him feel good. "Then wrap those pretty lips around this dick. Show me you're a good girl."

You wrapped your lips around his aching cock. Hamzah let out a low groan, already bucking up against your mouth. You looked up at him with a mix of submission and desire in your eyes. "Fuck, just like that" he grunted, his fingers tightening in your hair as he guided your head. "You're so perfect for me, so fucking good." You arched your back, ass in the air as you sucked him off. The sight of his dick in your mouth, those lacy panties leaving nothing to the imagination, was almost too much for him to handle. Hamzah threw his head back as you took him in the back of your throat. He could feel you tighten around his sensitive cock, your throat constricting around him.

Right when he felt his climax approaching, his balls tightening with impending release, he pulled you off of his cock. "Wait, stop," he panted, his voice ragged and rough. "You've got me so close already, but I don't wanna cum yet." He tugged your body up to where you were straddling him again. He gripped your ass, grinding his cock against your pussy. The lace of your panties gave delicious, teasing friction. "What do you want me to do now, baby?" you asked, your lips swollen and glistening. Your mouth was smeared in pre-cum and drool, leaving it to trickle down your tits. The sight of you eagerly awaiting Hamzahs next command had him throbbing desperately, almost painfully.

Hamzah slid his hands down to hook his fingers in the waistband of your panties. He yanked the delicate fabric down your legs, tossing them to the side along with your matching bra. Here you sat atop of him, your pussy drenched with arousal, nipples hard from the cool air. The musky scent of your desire filled his nostrils, making his head spin with lust. He gripped your hips and lined you up with his cock. "Ride me like you mean it. Show me you wanna make me feel good for my birthday" he said, gripping his cock to insert it inside of you.

You both moaned and groaned as you sank down on his cock. "Oh fuck yes, just like that," he panted, his voice strained with pleasure as you began to ride him "Ride that shit, baby. Take it deep, fuck yourself on my dick like a good girl." Hamzah watched, enraptured, as you bounced on his lap, your tits jiggling hypnotically with each roll of your hips. The wet, obscene sounds of your skin against the others filled the room. Hamzahs eyes widened as you gripped onto your own ankles, anchoring yourself as you rode him wildly.

Even with your new position, your legs began to grow weak. The feeling of Hamzahs thick cock inside of you and the way your thighs muscles were straining made it difficult to keep your oace. So, Hamzah gripped your hips tightly and fucked up into you. He leaned forward, changing the angle of his dick inside you. With each thrust of his hips, the head of his cock bumped against your cervix. It made you gasp and whimper, clench around his throbbing cock. You threw your head back and came with a loud moan, your juices gushing out and coating Hamzahs dick.

Despite your climax, he didn't stop for a second. He continued to fuck up into you, using you like you weren't just wearing $60 lingerie. You sat there on his lap like the good girl you were, letting him use you even though your pussy was almost aching from pleasure. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, drool spilling out from your mouth. Hamzah groaned loudly as he slammed up into you one last time. "Gonna fucking fill this pussy up...FUCK!" His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips, holding you in place as he emptied his balls inside of you. He captured your lips in a rough kiss, making you swallow down his sounds. His hips twitched as the final sparks of his orgasm faded out. He broke the kiss and gazed up at you, male satisfaction written all over his pretty face.

All you could do was smile at him, barely conscious. "Did you...like your present?" you asked, out of breath. Hamzah nodded as he panted, stroking your warm cheek with his thumb. "Loved it, my pretty girl. Love you." Hamzah knew this was a birthday he'd never forget.

(happy birthday to bae! sorry dis was kindaaa rushed but super long and ik the picture i put dont really match but guess what I DONT CARE AAAH)

[strwberri-milk]

Hi can i request the boys trying to court a oblivious reader

heres rafayel and here's somethign similar as well in case!!

Zayne knows he isn't exactly the poster child for most emotionally observant man on Earth but he likes to think that his signals are becoming more obvious that he wants to take you out, romantically.

When it starts to become clear to him that you aren't really understanding or comprehending that he wants to be more than friends he just decides to come clean. He'll talk about it overtly, telling you straight up that he wants to take you out on a date because he's interested in you romantically. He makes it literally impossible for you to misunderstand him, a little sad he couldn't make things slightly more romantic but he'll get over it.

Xavier doesn't really see the point in beating around the bush so it really isn't a big problem for him. He has no issue asking you point blank if you'd go on a date with him, making it clear what his intentions are for the two of you. If he wants to ask you out on a date and thinks that you'd be amenable to that.

He's been observing your body language for a while, trying to determine if the two of you are just friends or if there's a chance of things going well if he asked you on a date. He'll plan the moment of asking you perfectly, making sure that you have a feasible out if he misread your signals but of course he didn't. You like him just as much, even if you had no idea how obvious his crush on you is.

Sylus wants to be a bit of a romantic, leaving flowers and sweets and other overtly romantic gifts on your doorstep on a regular basis. You just think he's being friendly, overcompensating for the fact that he can't leave the N109 zone on a more regular basis. You don't really even entertain the thought that he could be doing that in a romantic manner, just glad that you have such a good friend in him.

He's expecting you to finally catch on, get that flicker of recognition in your eyes as you finally realise that he's in love with you and wants to do nothing but spoil you. However, when it starts to become increasingly clear that you aren't really aware of his intentions for you he'll grow slightly frustrated. He'll ask you if you're seriously unaware of his feelings for you, his statement just continuing to further confuse you.

He sighs, shaking his head at how oblivious you really are. He is mildly amused that somehow, it's taken him this long to realise you truly had no idea how he felt about you. He shakes his head, finally asking you out in a way you can't misunderstand but you also won't live it down.

[anifever]

maybe some Dallas Winston OR Sodapop Curtis dating headcanons? :3

Dating Sodapop Curtis HCs ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Sodapop Curtis x Fem!Reader

୨୧ : HC’s of dating Tulsa’s pretty boy

A/N : I see soooo much of Dallas all over tumblr so I picked Soda 😭 may do him next tho. Also Rob serves sm face

˖⁺‧₊˚ 🥤 ˚₊‧⁺˖

୨ SO attentative

୨ I wrote this for Darry too but he loves having his hands on you at all times

୨ I think handholding or a hand on your hip would be the most common

୨ PDA is scared of this man.

୨ Loves sleeping with you; napping, etc, he just likes knowing you’re with him

୨ Most of his jokes are awful so you laugh out of pity or are simply the only person that finds them funny

୨ Steve makes fun of his ‘charm’ around you all the time

୨ He always gives you his flannels whenever you get cold (or if there’s even a slight breeze… he might be showing off a bit)

୨ He’s also the type to lay his jacket on top of a puddle for you when you could easily walk around it LMAO

୨ He’s just a gentleman in general

୨ Carrying bags for you, opening doors, etc

୨ You also get piggybacks from him constantly even if you could walk by yourself

୨ You get spoiled whether it’s with affection or items- doesn’t even matter that they’re kinda poor

୨ You definitely get flowers every date night (whether he bought them or picked them himself)

୨ You have to care for him every time he digests dairy

୨ Drinks chocolate milk every morning anyways even tho he knows it’ll kill his stomach

୨ Also comforting him whenever he gets dragged into one of Pony and Darry’s fights

୨ You guys definitely dance around in the living room or something

୨ It’s pretty playful yet still romantic

୨ Protective.

୨ He also gets jealous pretty easily whether you wanna say it’s because of Sandy or just in general

୨ You get hugged CONSTANTLY, usually from behind

୨ You always come to visit him after school- or on the weekends- as he works at the DX

୨ You usually sit with him behind the counter but sometimes you have to go to the break room because he gets too distracted whilst working 😭

୨ On top of all that, you bring him lunches with you as well (along with ones for Steve)

୨ He remembers every little detail you tell him

୨ Like even if he’s a little dumb (😇🫶) he somehow knows what your favorite pre-school teacher’s name was

୨ He writes you short and cheesy love letters from time to time

୨ Yes, half the words are always spelt wrong but who cares??? You can’t make fun of that pretty face

୨ The gang almost never hears him call you by your actual name

୨ It’s always a pet name unless he’s talking about you to them and other people

୨ You eventually get used to/enjoy the smell of grease and gasoline from how often he gets covered in it

୨ You guys def shower together on a pretty regular basis whether it becomes sexual or not

୨ Baking together!! (he makes the biggest mess in the world and is kinda bad at it but you help him)

୨ You guys definitely get red and blue slushies from the DX and both have purple tongues an hour later

୨ You always offer to wash his clothes for him which seems kinda weird but it’s just because you want his clothes smelling like you/your detergent

୨ He definitely started letting you do it constantly from then on

୨ He’s literally the embodiment of “THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND!!!!”

୨ He’s just such a sweetie- sodapop I wish u were real 💔

[witherby]

chef what are like the small things you think like consey would for the other? or like things they notice about each other that shows how well they know each other?

-🕯

I think the first question is what they'd do for each other? If I'm wrong correct me!

Things Conner does for Mouse:

Foot massages! Mouse is on their feet running a café all day, every day, and even the best orthopedic footwear money can buy won't completely eliminate pain and sore calves.

Partner in Crime! Mouse is tryna prank a family member? He's gathering the necessary materials and performing the distractions. Mouse is about to get in trouble for something they did? Conner did it actually. No he wasn't there. Yes he still did it. Mouse has never done anything wrong ever in their life.

Plus one! If everyone else is too busy to go somewhere or they're uninterested in doing something, Conner will step up. He's already cancelling his prior plans. He'll be there in five.

Things Mouse does for Conner:

Sugar Spouse! Don't think about the fact that Lex Luthor is wealthy in his own right and would obviously pay to clothe and feed Conner. Lex is doing the bare minimum, okay? He deserves to be spoiled and Mouse has cash to burn.

Non-judgement! Conner was born at the age most humans are dealing with the tail-end of puberty. He doesn't know what he doesn't know, and that means he has to learn that money is exchanged for goods and services. That means Lex gave him encyclopedic knowledge about the Justice League but forgot to teach him how to hold a pencil. That means his shoes are slip-ons because he can't tie laces, and he blurts out sensitive information not knowing that it's inappropriate, and cries a little too hard when he's sad or grins a little too wide when he's happy. Mouse takes these social faux pas in stride and corrects them without batting an eye.

Decision making! Superboy is a hero who faces world-ending dangers on a regular basis and often has to act on the fly to solve a problem. That can overwhelm even the most seasoned veterans, so when he gets to come home and take the cape off, Mouse takes charge for a while. They tell him what they're having for dinner or what activity they're doing or even picking out his clothes for the day, so that he can rest his brain and just follow orders for a while.

[wisecura]

Pretty

Suguru x fem-reader p.3, p.1 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ p.4

Summary: You're Gojo's cute little sister.

AN: thank you for reading!

Warning: Yandere behaviors, use caution

the show goes on

You’d finally made it to the end of the year, completing “weaker” missions and steadily developing your cursed technique.

Your relationship with your classmates remained strained, their behavior even more skittish around you than before. Even after you confronted Satoru for his teasing, it didn’t seem to change much.

It hurt to feel them pulling away, nearly shunning you, but you told yourself not to expect too much. If they were that easily intimidated, maybe they hadn’t been worth calling friends in the first place.

Most of your free time was spent with the third years, either hanging out or training. Satoru, ever the prodigy, was improving at a staggering pace. Mastering his domain expansion and reversed curse technique.

You couldn't help but fawn over how cool it was, asking plenty of questions. Which, in turn, fed his massive ego. Much to Geto’s chronic migraine’s displeasure.

You had also managed to get closer to Geto. The dude still made you feel unbearably shy, especially when you made eye contact a second too long.

You couldn’t tell why exactly he had you weak in the knees, whether it be his broody yet pleasant presence. Or maybe it was the absolute perfection that was his face.

Not to mention he nearly toppled you in size and sheer strength.

And did you mention his eyes? So dark, they seemed to pull you in any chance they got.

And his voice? Deep and timber, occasionally purring out yours or your brother’s names.

He wouldn’t ever know just how much you enjoyed hearing your last name roll from his lips. Not for Satoru, but for you.

The way his face would soften when speaking to you would make your heart thump erratically, and your ears go red. It was best just to keep your distance if you didn’t want Satoru to pick up on your little attraction.

After your little spat with Satoru, you two had, somehow, become closer.

Suguru wasn’t necessarily thrilled with how often you and Satoru bickered or teased each other. Or with how Satoru seemed to constantly spoil you. The only good thing that came out of it was that you spent more of your free time with Satoru.

Which, by extension, meant with him.

It made things easier for Suguru, allowing him to jump into your conversations and tease you just as much as Satoru did. He liked to think it helped you grow closer to him—at least, he hoped so.

He was a little ashamed to admit, but he was getting increasingly jealous of the way you would cling to Satoru. It was weird saying he was jealous of his best friend, especially when it had to do with you, his little sister.

But It didn't help that you still referred to him as “Geto”, yet so lovingly called Satoru - “Toru” on a regular basis. Your constant little hugs, and touchiness never met Suguru. And if anything you seemed a little wary of him.

He tried. He really tried. Suguru wanted to bridge the gap between you, but it was hard to find a moment to talk when you were so shy and Satoru’s ever-watchful eye never strayed far.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t learning about you, though. He’d often find ways to isolate your conversations, sending Satoru on drink runs or tracking you down when Satoru wasn’t with you. It wasn’t anything too deep, but just enough to scratch that itch.

Suguru had picked up on so much during the time you’d spent around him. He knew your favorite food, your favorite color, even your favorite video game—which, unsurprisingly, was also Satoru’s.

Being his best friend's sister, you shared many of the same likelihoods as your brother, which wasn't all that surprising considering how close the two of you were.

But despite all your similarities, Suguru was surprised to find just as many differences between the two of you.

One particular conversation—the first heavier one Suguru subtly pried from you—you admitted that your childhood hadn’t been as easy as Satoru’s. You didn’t phrase it that bluntly, but in the way your voice wavered and the words you chose, it slipped out. You mentioned, almost casually, that you were never well-liked around the estate.

Suguru didn’t press, but he didn’t need to. The pieces fell into place easily enough, and he made his own quiet assumptions. The loneliness in your tone, the careful way you spoke about it—it all told him more than you realized.

What struck him most, though, was when you let it slip that Satoru was the only reason you’d ended up at Jujutsu Tech, having never left the compound before coming here. That revelation explained a lot—the guarded way you carried yourself, the dim outlook on life you tried so hard to mask.

It didn’t escape Suguru’s notice that you weren’t keen on sharing this side of yourself with Satoru. Around him, you kept your conversations light, carefully steering away from anything too heavy. Suguru wondered if that was out of habit, pride, or a desire to protect Satoru from the parts of yourself you didn’t think he’d understand.

When Suguru had subtly inquired about your thoughts on marriage and the ever-watchful shadow of your big brother, it wasn’t surprising when you admitted to feeling a little suffocated.

Through the conversation, he discovered there were places you longed to visit, experiences you wanted to try. You even admitted to hoping for love one day, maybe even settling down—a confession that surprised him more than he let on. He didn’t comment, though, only nodding quietly as you spoke, listening intently. In the life of a sorcerer, he thought, desires like those always seemed impossibly far away.

But for Suguru, listening wasn’t enough.

He craved more.

More interactions. More moments. More you.

If he were closer to you, he might have told you he’d promise to take you to those places, to give you the life you dreamed of—free from responsibilities, free from curses, free from anything that weighed you down.

He knew, deep down, that when it came to you, he’d be no better than Satoru. He’d give you anything you wanted, without hesitation.

And that thought unsettled him. Suguru had always been so righteous, so firmly grounded in his role as a protector and a cog in the larger machine. He was supposed to follow the path set before him, to do what was right and necessary. Yet, lately, he found himself questioning things he didn’t fully understand—like why the idea of settling down with someone like you seemed to tug at the edges of his mind.

Your warm, bubbly energy was… distracting. It was unlike anything he was used to, and it left him feeling off balance, unsure of himself. He wasn’t supposed to cling to anyone—not like Satoru did with you. So why did he feel that same pull, as if he wanted to be the one standing closest to you?

If he tried to put those feelings into words, he wasn’t even sure what they’d sound like. He didn’t know if it was admiration, fascination, or something deeper entirely. And if he did try to tell you—whatever this was—it would only hurt to have you laugh it off, leaving him even more confused. So he said nothing, letting the unsettling thoughts linger in silence.

“Toru, aren’t we headed home tomorrow? Why aren’t you packing yet?” you asked, exasperation clear in your tone as you stood in his doorway, arms crossed.

“Oh, my sweet little imouto! I’ve got a surprise for you!” Satoru replied with exaggerated enthusiasm, his trademark grin plastered across his face as he continued rummaging through his belongings, completely ignoring the chaos of his still-messy room.

You sighed, unimpressed, your eyes narrowing slightly. “A surprise isn’t going to magically pack your stuff.”

Suguru sat lazily on the floor, leaning against Satoru’s bed, watching the exchange with an amused expression.

Suguru’s gaze never left you, steady and burning, as you tracked your brother’s sporadic movements across the chaotic room. It was easier to keep your attention on Satoru than to let your thoughts stray to the man silently observing you from across the room.

“What is it now, Toru? You were supposed to start packing days ago,” you huffed, stepping further into the mess. Your eyes scanned the floor littered with clothes, books, and random odds and ends.

“You’ll never keep a girlfriend with a nasty room like this,” you added, shooting him a look of exaggerated disgust as your gaze lingered on the stash of sweets piled high on his nightstand.

That earned a low chuckle from Suguru.

Your stomach twisted at the sound, but you stubbornly kept your focus on Satoru, forcing your eyes not to stray toward the source of your unease—the man leaning casually against the bed, watching you as if you were the most interesting thing in the room.

Ignoring your complaints, Satoru continued rummaging through his things, undeterred. “Well, I’ll have you know, this is probably the best surprise you’ll ever get,” he said with a dramatic pout.

You sighed, already caving. “And what could it be? Did you get me a new phone? I heard they cam—”

“Ugh, no!” Satoru cut you off, shooting you an exaggerated pout and flailing his arms in the air like a petulant child. Always so dramatic.

When you rolled your eyes at him, he ignored you completely, diving into a long-winded rant about how “ungrateful” and “spoiled” you were.

Suguru, still perched nearby, smirked at the display but said nothing, clearly enjoying the show. Meanwhile, you just crossed your arms and waited for Satoru to run out of steam, fully aware it could take a while.

You stepped out of the car, taking in the sight of the gated estate before you. Satoru’s “little” surprise turned out to be a not-so-small estate near the school.

“It’s like a basecamp for work,” he explained with a smug grin. “I need something close by and in the area. And of course, something that would suit my cute little imouto.”

You should’ve expected this. Nothing Satoru did was ever small.

Still, you were gracious. This meant more freedom—no need to return home. But you knew there was a catch. Satoru probably expected you to stay with him, even after you graduated. It wasn’t just a house; it was a house he had complete access to.

But despite everything, you couldn’t deny how beautiful it was. A sprawling open garden surrounded by trees and flowers. Several spacious rooms. A kitchen and living area big enough to entertain anyone Satoru deemed important—or, more likely, just himself.

“Only the best for you, imouto,” Satoru said, his tone dripping with pride.

You sighed, trying not to roll your eyes at his smug expression, though you couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips.

Suguru had been invited to spend part of the summer with you and Satoru, and to your surprise, he accepted. This summer was shaping up to be entirely different from any you’d experienced before—your first time swimming at the beach, visiting tourist attractions in Japan, and most importantly, your first summer not spent alone with just Satoru.

The estate felt almost magical at night, bathed in the glow of the high moon. You made your way into the kitchen quietly, a bad habit of midnight snacking that you’d never quite grown out of. Barefoot, you padded across the cool floors, clutching your prized snack, before slipping outside to the patio.

Settling down, you slung your feet over the edge, savoring the peace of the night air.

“Late-night snack?”

The deep voice startled you so badly that you nearly dropped your food. Your heart lurched, and you turned quickly, expecting Satoru—but instead, there was Suguru, leaning casually in the doorway, the faintest of smiles on his face.

“You scared me,” you said breathlessly, clutching your chest.

“I noticed,” he replied, his voice low, steady, and far too amused.

“You scared me,” you said breathlessly, clutching your chest.

“I noticed,” Suguru replied, his voice low, steady, and tinged with amusement.

You tried to compose yourself, but it wasn’t easy under his gaze. Sure, Satoru was undeniably one of the most handsome guys you knew, but Suguru? He could easily give him a run for his money.

Internally, you freaked out, realizing you’d been caught mid-snack raid. If Satoru caught wind of this, he'd throw a fit—not because you were out late, but because you'd snuck sweets again. He'd been on a mission to limit your sugar intake after lecturing you about how it would rot your teeth. Hypocritical, considering he practically lived off sugar, but in his house, his word was final.

You couldn’t quite explain why your heart was racing so fast or why it thundered so loudly in your ears. Nor could you ignore the subtle thrill of excitement that came with seeing Suguru there.

You’d read plenty of mushy romance stories and endured countless rom-com marathons with Satoru, but none of that compared to what you felt right then. It was a little sad, really, how easily you were affected.

Lost in your thoughts, you hadn’t realized you’d been staring until Suguru’s deep voice called out your name.

Your first name.

Your brain stalled for a moment, completely forgetting the butterflies wreaking havoc in your stomach. He’d crossed a line you hadn’t expected him to, and the way he purred your name sent a shiver down your spine.

Slowly, he approached, his movements deliberate and careful, almost predatory, like he was afraid you’d bolt if he got too close too quickly. It had your stomach tying itself into tighter knots.

A blush crept across your cheeks, your thighs squirming slightly as you glanced away, unable to hold his gaze. You didn’t want him to see you like this—flustered, vulnerable—but it was too late for that.

“No need to be embarrassed,” Suguru said smoothly, his tone impossibly soft yet teasing. “I was actually craving something sweet. Mind if I join you?”

Your heart skipped a beat, and the heat in your cheeks only grew as you nodded shyly, unable to find your voice.

It struck you as funny—Suguru, craving something sweet? You distinctly remembered Satoru grumbling once about how Suguru hated sweets. But before you could dwell on that thought, your heart stuttered again as Suguru’s eyes flicked down to the snacks clutched in your arms. At this rate, you were sure to have a heart attack any day now. At least this wouldn’t get back to Satoru… right?

Suguru didn’t wait for a response, stepping closer until he was at your side, towering over you effortlessly. His gaze lingered on you with an intensity that left you breathless, almost predatory, though you reminded yourself it was probably just aimed at the snacks.

Before you could react, he snagged one of the bags from your arms, his movement so swift you barely registered what had happened. By the time you processed it, he’d already made himself comfortable on the patio floor, leaning casually against the pillar, just inches away from you.

Your eyes narrowed in annoyance. Sure, you were used to Satoru stealing your food all the time, but your favorite snack? That was a low blow. You bit back the snarky comment on the tip of your tongue and cautiously took a seat, keeping a safe bit of distance between you.

Suguru glanced at you, a faint smile playing at his lips, and you found it impossibly hard not to stare.

“You want some?” he offered, holding up the bag of sweets he’d taken.

“Well, yeah, that’s why I grabbed them,” you mumbled, pouting.

His light chuckle—a sound far too angelic for someone with such a teasing streak—made your heart flutter. Before you could question why he hesitated, Suguru leaned in, holding a piece from the bag up to your lips.

You blinked, surprised, but didn’t pull away. His fingers brushed your lips softly as he fed you and then retreated, the brief touch sending sparks across your lips. You chewed without hesitation—Satoru did this sort of thing all the time, so it wasn’t completely out of line for Suguru to do the same.

Monkey see, monkey do, you reasoned.

And yet, his fingers on your lips lingered in your mind far longer than they should have. Your cheeks warmed, a blush spreading as those familiar knots twisted tighter in your stomach.

Suguru, however, continued eating like nothing had happened, completely unfazed by the lull in conversation.

“I won’t tell your brother about this,” he said suddenly, breaking the silence.

You stiffened, panic creeping in. What was he talking about—

“Your midnight snack run,” he clarified with a smirk, clearly catching the way you tensed.

Your face burned hotter as you realized he’d noticed your worry. You scowled slightly, but the butterflies didn’t subside. Did it even matter what he was teasing about when this model of a man was sitting so casually beside you, as if the moment meant nothing?

Once again, your conversation flowed naturally, the tension from before easing into something almost comfortable.

Suguru felt a deep, quiet satisfaction when you didn’t correct him for using your first name. That simple allowance gave him more confidence than he cared to admit. He decided he’d make a habit of it, letting your name roll off his tongue more often as he tested the boundaries between you.

He’d keep crossing those invisible lines, as long as you let him, with as much subtlety as he could manage.

But more than anything, he hoped—prayed—that one day, he’d hear you say his name in return.

p.1 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ p.4

come home

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[shapelytimber]

Wanted to paint some of my favorite characters, nothing more nothing less

[COMMISSIONS]

Way too much yapping like an embarrassing amount, the individual portraits and the template I used below vvv

I shouldn't be allowed to talk about my favorite characters- especially to people who (presumably) don't know them xjfkdk apart from the very popular ones ofc

ILLYA KURYAKIN (The man from U.N.C.L.E)

gay ass little Russian spy I love him he is so *dramatic* and a huge nerd and a Beatles fan and into fashion design- perfect pocket size blorbo ;w; also seeing a Russian character being given a positive leading role in an American tvshow from the 60s ?? Yes he lives in New York and works for UNCLE America.... But he is still a communist ?? Incredible ! Also I really like the fact he isn't given the cliché personality traits often given to Russian characters i e anger issues drinks a lot violent ect (looking at you shitty(imo) modern remake... What did you do to my little guy ;;). In a close contest with Spock for the "gayest man from tvshow" of the 60s..... And in my heart he is winning djdkd for me the gay subtext of muncle hits so much more because it's not a scifi show- it's closer to home, Napoleon and Illya were *like that* in the present day of the 60s, they were both human, and no alien fuckery made them go to the village more than once or play house in the suburbs or get attached ass up to get pegged on a regular basis... Truly a show that feels written by an old queen and a guy with the biggest fem dom fetish jkvjjkb (don't get me wrong tho I adore star trek tos and spirk too <3)

KUROO HAZAMA and PINOKO (Black Jack)

sometimes I rewatch some of the oavs from the 90s when I'm sad :) I had a huge phase a couple years back when I read nearly all the manga (should really finish it... Or reread the whole thing frankly), watched *all* the shows (bar young black jack, hated that shit) and idk I just love this venal bitch so much- him and his daughter and his conflicted feelings for his tboy ex that he still loves kfkfkf btw I'm dying for a modern take on this like please please please I'd love to see Kei Kisaragi's story rewritten a bit (trans character in the 70s sure was progressive but oh boy-), because him and black jack's relationship makes me so *weak*.... And maybe see him a bit more than in one story- anyway ! When it comes to his daughter Pinoko, it's very hit or miss- when the writers lean on the cute father adoptive daughter relationship it's great, when they lean more on the whole "she has a crush on him" (very much like a child in most case, and he *never* reciprocate thank god) and bring up the fact she is technically 18 a lot (she was an evil tumor trapped in her sister before he created a body for her- black jack shit dw), and she gets jealous of other women.... Well it's terrible and I'm uncomfy :(

EVA KANT (Diabolik)

Look.... You just can't show me danger diabolik 1968 and not expect me to become insane djdkdkdk she is so cool ;; !!! Her and her devious eel of a man (here as a panther, because even tho I haven't read the comic yet, I'm taking an educated guess that all the panther imagery is here to represent him, the lethal twunk always in the all black gimp suit... And if it's not then fuck my entire life ig fjfkkd), the cuntiest het couple you've ever seen, such freaks I love them ! Partners in crime that will blow up the tax offices of the whole country if you try to put a bounty on them <3 they are in the guilty faves category only because I'm this invested in these characters after 1 (one) movie fkfkf watched the first two remakes and was hmmm let's say underwhelmed, could have been worse but going after the 60s one ie peak cinema was hard... I went in fully invested in these heterosexuals and they still fucked up their romance and relationship ;; (don't spoil me the third one btw haven't seen it yet ! I know it's the yaoi one- which doesn't give me much hope for Eva tbh...) I'll soon start reading the comics tho ! Managed to find all twelve volumes of "Il grande Diabolik" in french for pretty cheap so I'm excited for that :D (might scan them and upload them online because omg I tried finding scans in *any* language and only found a dubious website that sold digital copies for 7€ a volume ??? What is this)

UTA (The Void / Тургор / Turgor / Tension)

Apathy girlyyyyy she just like me for real for real nfkfk what absolutely charmed me about her is yes her design, but more importantly her chamber's design (if you've never played the void, a sister's chamber is a space that represent her. You get a sense of who she is by exploring her chamber before finding her and talking to her soul it's great). The lonely island out at sea, her laying down on a suspended steel boat in a grotto, looking passively at the moon by a crack on the ceiling.... And the moon is looking back. Incredible ! I love this game so much

KIM KITSURAGI (Disco Elysium)

Do I really have to explain this one ? When I played the game with quiji I remember I kept saying "when Kim talks, we *listen*" djkdk we did get a good grade in Kim Kitsuragi and got him to dance in the church <3 this fucking centrist cop wormed it's way into my heart and many others because of course he did. The only Kim K in my eyes. Also funny anecdote : before I played Disco Elysium, I had one concept art masterclass where a kinda famous concept artist came to give advice, make us really stressed then give us a shitty grade.... And when I tell you this man looked so much like Kim ??? Same haircut, glasses, face with a scar *exactly* where Kim's portrait has a stark shadow on his cheek and he was dressed in an orange top- truly uncanny. Anyway, Kim is so fucking cool how does he do it

DARK VADOR (La guerre des étoiles)

*sight* not surprising if you know me... and to be clear when I say Vader I don't mean Anakin Skywalker, post barbecue only zouz here. I refuse to yap about this man djdkdk I already do that way to much in ao3 comment sections

And here is the template I used ! Don't know who made it tho sorry...

PS : all these where made in 2-3 hours each :D wanted to challenge myself by painting quickly, and I mostly (looking at the Eva Kant one that gave me trouble) succeeded !

[coralbae]

coral here with crash out #三

please don’t ask me in my inbox to be moots, it makes me uncomfortable and gives me so much anxiety because

1. if i reply and say yes then it sets an expectation

2. if i reply and say no i look like a bitch

3. there is no nice way to say no privately without it being awkward

4. now i’m making this and i probably look like a spoiled little baby

this isn’t the first time it’s happened and it is literally not personal at all, everyone on here is so lovely but i’m just quite picky with my feed. if you interact with me there’s probably a 98% chance i will interact with you too and get to know you! hell, you can literally dm me and i’ll probably respond but my main reason for following blogs is because of their writing. if i’m not a huge fan or if i don’t want certain types of content on my page then i won’t follow and yes it sounds rude but its my feed at the end of the day so just let me set my boundaries and have them be known.

that’s not to say if i don’t follow you, i don’t like your writing - i’m just picky. and if you don’t believe me i literally didn’t follow one of my moots who i’ve interacted with on a regular basis until they started posting regularly on their writing blog so please just spare me the aneurysm and moral dilemma ong be cause it feels like i’m being backed into a corner🫰🏻 there are plenty of people out there who are open to being invited to be moots but alas i am not gods strongest soldier and that won’t be me

i know this is not the intention but this is just my personal hot take on it, anyone is welcome to interact with me as often as they want but DO NAWT ask me to be moots

if i get more asks regarding this (to be moots, not the situation) i’m literally deleting it i’m sorry

[elysian-fawn]

𝐅𝐀𝐖𝐍❜𝐒 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 !

lucifer ﾉ luci ꒰ fawn exclusive privilege hehe ໒꒰ྀི ^ ⸝⸝ ^ ꒱ྀིა ꒱ ﾉ the only voice of reason in the HOL T T

› one of three on fawn's very own undecided romancing list ໒꒰ྀིっ⸝⸝⸝ ꒱ྀི১ › took the LOOONGEST out of all seven brothers to warm up to me ૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝ᴗ͈ ‸ ᴗ͈⸝⸝꒱ྀིა we move tho ,,, it's so totally bc he was smitten with me at first sight *fawn's lethal dosage of copium* › i love him almost as much as i love his limitless credit card 🤤 slash j but seriously shopping trips with him are SO much fun bc he's never shy when it comes to spoiling me bahahahsjdha › the best demon to go to when i'm in the mood to listen to either jazz or classical music ,, he has the most beautiful collection eveeer !!!

mammon ﾉ mammoney ﾉ the demon to go to when you are up for the most chaotic time of your life/pos

› friends ? lovers ? who knows 🤣😁💯⁉️ as here we have yet another demon undecided on the romancing list T T › the first demon i ever befriended ꒰ begrudgingly on his end T T as he didn't want to be the ❝ human's babysitter ❞ . . . (¬_¬”) ꒱ › never pair the two of us together unless you're up for the most headache inducing , unserious duo ever LMAOOOASHDJAD › we're actually joined at the hip i fear T T the demon i go to for everything !!! › movie nights with him , beel , levi & i are a friday special (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) genres range all the way from horror to romance to comedy ꒰ it's plenty fun seeing him squirm during horrors and trying to play it off like he isn't scared LMAOASJFAJ ꒱

leviathan ﾉ levi ﾉ gamer ꒰ derogatory ꒱/j

› scripted in dti in this dr &&& OMGIEEEHAHHSDHF me n him have a game going on between us on who can get the most no.1's pffftttt › me 🤝🏾 levi : literally spending hoooooours dissecting and nerding out over chainsaw man ꒰ obvi had to script in peak !! ꒱ › the sole reason behind the gaunt expression i sport during some breakfasts because he thinks it's like the best idea ever to stay up playing " just one more " game ໒꒰ྀི ╥﹏╥ ꒱ྀིა › NEVER play mario kart with him . . . you will leave either pissed off because he is a notorious placing a banana peel in your path at the last second player or you will be badgered over and over again for a rematch if you miraculously win LOLLLL

satan ﾉ stan ﾉ fellow cat enjoyer whom i help sneak kittens into the HOL 🤫

› the whole ❝ stanﾉstanley ❞ nickname started off as a joke but it genuinely stuck T T more often than not call for him with the name stan LMFAOAOOASHHAHA › him and i have a book club together !! started off with just the two of us but mams joined in , then simeon , & soon after levi to quote unquote put us on peak ꒰ which was basically just him doing unpaid promo of his fave mangas T T ꒱ › we're currently housing two cats in the HOL behind lucifer's back 🤭 ꒰ he totally knows , just doesn't say anything bc the cats haven't caused any havoc and we take good care of them , it's a sort of ❝ it doesn't exist if i don't see it ❞ thing for him LMAOAOFJAIJ ꒱

asmodeus ﾉ asmo ﾉ the only diva to ever grace the HOL

› me n him r like this 🤞🏾 › being a regular guest for asmo nights , random shopping trips , sharing makeup & skincare tips is like the basis of our friendship › often join him in sneaking off dead in the night to the most exciting of parties he's either invited to or hosts himself !!

beelzebub ﾉ beel ﾉ the demon that empties out the fridge almost daily T T

› like genuinely my favourite out of the seven brothers T T the sweetest out of them too ! › third demon on the unofficial undecided list of who i want to be with ૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა › loves tagging along with me to my trips to purgatory hall bc he loves the treats that luke & i bake 🤭 › taught me how to snowboard !!! & i obvi baked him the flakiest pastry dessert as thanks 😇

belphegor ﾉ belphie ﾉ . . .

› . . . › he's alright . . . i guess

the purgatory hall trio ﾉ simeon , luke & peepaw ꒰ solomon ꒱ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

› the nickname i have for solomon , peepaw ꒰ grandpa ꒱ , stuck after finding out just how /long/ he's been alive LMAOOADJHHDHA he positively loathes it 🤭 › LUKE !!! my actual twin , him and i love going to the demon lord's castle to bake with barbatos :3 ꒰ more like i drag him along with me bc one-on-one time alone with barbatos makes me nervous LMAKSFIDFH ꒱ › genuinely love spending time over at purgatory hall more often than not bc it's SO chill there ,, plus simeon literally brews some of the best tea ever right behind barbatos › have tried teaching solomon how to cook . . . and despite him shadowing the steps i did perfectly it still was . . . inedible to say the least ૮₍ 𖦹  ̫ × ₎ა 

demon lord's castle pair ﾉ barbatos & diavolo

› i call barbatos barbie sometimes bc the nickname fits him just perfectly bc he can literally do almost anything it's kinda scary at times LOLLLLADSFAJ › so not allowed to see diavolo during his work hours bc i'm the worst when it comes to goading him on to ditch his duties sometimes in favour of having fun HELOSPGSDOJ

thirteen , raphael , mephistopheles ﾉ mephisto

› thirteen is like the friend i never knew i needed 🙂‍↕️ boy does solomon hate it when we're together bc we are the faces of antagonizing him LMSFDHFIHO › mephisto is . . . mephisto . i don't have much to say abt him ,, but ! when i took up being on rad's newspaper club as an extracurricular he was pretty chill surprisingly , not as stuck up as he usually is LOLLLL ꒰ greatly warmed up to him after the whole prince lucifer and princess diavolo sticker fiasco LMAIDHAHASUHAF ꒱ › . . . cannot say much of raphael either T T #i'm still around lesson 60-ish and have not opened this silly game in months LMASJAOF

[contentloadingandstuff]

Yae Miko x Ganyu-like!Male!Kitsune!Reader

CW: None. Pure fluff.

For Miko, there's nothing cuter than you in the entire world. 

Kitsune tend to be confident, slightly malicious and crafty by nature, yet there you are. A complete opposite of her, and the traditional traits of the Kitsune race as a whole. 

But Miko? She is all for it. 

You’re quite the shy person, making you especially vulnerable to teasing. Even a slight remark sent your way is able to knock you off balance, leaving you flustered and blushy. Your occasional attempts at turning the tables usually end with Miko being able to effortlessly steer the conversation in her favor, and use your teasing attempts against you. 

Words are one thing, but physical contact? Sometimes Miko is genuinely worried you will melt or set on fire after she does something as ordinary as holding your hand or tracing her fingers along your back or neck areas. Maybe this timidness of yours, cute as it is, has some downsides? Luckily for you, Miko doesn’t exploit your weak spot to keep you a constant flustered mess. It’s not like she has the heart to. 

Why? Because you work so, so much. How can you do nine or ten hour shifts on a regular, weekly basis? And spend all this time slouching over paperwork too? For Miko, two forms to fill is a personal tragedy, but you seem to be able to handle whole mountains of documents with unshaken resolve. A truly fascinating creature you are. 

She doesn’t like the overtime you constantly take on, however. The core of the issue isn’t that you’re a pushover - though Miko is genuinely worried that your lack of confidence will get you in trouble some day - but that your work ethic, admirable as it is, stands as fairly rigid and harmful to yourself. Miko tries her best to convince you to change - she tries to reason with you, bribe you with extra affection or threaten you with being grumpy if you don't come home when you should. Sometimes it works, most times it doesn't. Luckily, being close friends with Ei has benefits - a few right words whispered into her ear will land you some much needed leave. 

When you finally return home, so adorably spent and sleepy, Miko won't spoil the daylights out of you. No - she will spoil not only the daylights, but also nightlights, dawnlights and dusklights. You will always be greeted with a warm meal and a warm bath. As your wife, it's her duty to care for you and reward all your efforts, no? Her skittish little husband brings out quite a motherly side of her out into the light. And rightfully so - you deserve more than the entire world. 

Once you’re full and relaxed, Miko’s going to cuddle you right to sleep. She’ll gladly let you rest your cute, weary face on her lap or her belly. As you drift off, Miko will play with your hair and ramble about whatever comes to her mind in a whispered tone, marveling at how peaceful your sleeping features are. 

While certainly not the typical Kitsune, you're certainly a fine specimen. Big, fluffy ears, beautiful tails and an even more cuddly fox form make you all the more precious (and handsome) in her eyes. But you don't seem to share her opinion. You are always noticeably shy when somebody mentions your unique features, even more so than usual. It's all about standing out, you try to tell her, but she always silences you with a kiss. Miko will always tell you that your ears are a point of pride and a source of respect for you, not a stigma. The respectful interest in your person doesn't seem to convince you of the benefits of being a fox envoy, so maybe her attention will, hm? Expect a lot of care directed at your special features. Miko will not only caress them, but also groom them. Such beautiful fur needs proper maintenence, and it's her privilage to indulge you.

You’re a bit more vertically challenged than her, but she doesn’t mind. Not at all. Your compact size makes you much easier to handle, and - aside from the obvious teasing opportunities - give her just the right tool to take care of your health. Finished work, but you want to do some at home? Nope. She’s going to grab you and carry you away to bed where she will cuddle all your senseless overworking impulses out of you. You say you need to work on a weekend? Good luck trying to get out of her iron grip and the deathold of her five fluffy tails in the morning. Miko is far stronger than she looks!

Unlike her, You’re quite innocent. While her idea of spending the evening after a nice date is, shall we say, a bit “for adults only”, you? Battleships, cookies and hot cocoa - that is what’s on your mind. Sometimes, Miko can’t help but chuckle at you and shake her head in disbelief. How can you be so cute so effortlessly? 

Your natural gentleness is very adorable. Miko can’t recall a time when you were raising your voice, aside from the one time when she took you on a date to the Test Of Courage. It was your idea initially - maybe you wanted to impress her by showing your bravery? She’s not sure. At first, Miko was quite amused at how anxious you were, but as soon as she realized just how tightly you held on to her, she got you out of there. Aside from lots of cuddles and kisses to calm your heart, you got a stern yet gentle lecture. 

Miko loves you as is, and there’s nothing she would ever change about you. 

Thanks for reading!

[meydang]

everyday life

(sfw)

Aventurine x reader

Headcanons of your everyday life with your lover - Aventurine.

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- Pet names, he loves to call you with different pet names both in private and public (honey, sweetie, darling, ect). Come to think of it, it's been forever since Aventurine called you by your name on a regular basis, usually reserves it only for when he's being vulnerable or intimate around you.

- Vice versa, you would call him by nicknames you came up with yourself to which he adores. 'Churin' or 'rin', Aventurine would smile everytime you call him by that.

- On days where he is away for business trips, you would take pictures throughout the day (food you're eating, places you went to, things you did, your outfit of the day, etc) and send them to Aventurine, updating him on what you're doing. He would check and even waits for your text everyday, especially when he's free since it pains him that he can't be around you during at the moment.

- Aventurine likes to shower you with gifts often. Although it makes you feel bad, you can never really get angry at him. You know his love language is gifting presents and buying you things you like.

- Despite being very busy, Aventurine still try his best to drive you places himself everytime you bring up wanting to go somewhere.

- Aventurine would bring you with him when he's out gambling. Sometime even offer you to choose where to place his bets despite your hesitation. He would always win all them in the end which resulted in you hitting his shoulder lightly as he tells you how you are his 'lucky charm'.

- Sometimes he would tell you to have dinner without him cause he'd be home late due to work. But you would end up waiting for him anyway even if you're hungry (wanting to spend time with him and make him feel welcomed home after a long day).

- Your life have become way fancier after being together with Aventurine. He would always get the best of best things for you, be it clothes or food or gifts. He would spoil you with so much love and luxuries that you're afraid you can never repay him enough for it (he would always insist on the fact that your love for him is more than enough, though you don't believe it at all).

- You would be one of very few people to know about his past traumas and origin. This means that he trust you enough to reveal this vulnerable side of him to you willingly (which you are extremely grateful for). Not only does it help you to understand your lover better, you also became someone he can turn to when he is on his highs and lows.

- Although Aventurine's actions of flirtiness and being over the top with seemingly everything can come off as just a form of platitude, there is actually a lot of sincerity in the things the he does for you. Things like giving you compliments and praises almost constantly or when he tells you how much you mean to him with a 'dramatic' kind of demeanor.

- One of the things you love doing for him is cooking. This is probably due to the fact that eversince you started making meals for both of you, Aventurine's habit of eating so little and so poorly has improved alot! You have made a mental note to help him overcome his struggle with eating habits because of his past traumas.

[syluss-karaoke-teacher]

Headcanons: which rings LADS men would use to propose 💍

Now, I'm a married woman, and I made it very clear I want a practical ring that doesn't cost a fortune and that I can wear daily. But that doesn't mean I can't use my own tastes to create silly little what-ifs for MC and her love interests in Love and Deepspace.

I found different types of rings for each of the current 4 LIs based on what we know of them and their relationship to MC. These are *not* based on the rings the player receives in-game for Affinity 100, as I haven't wanted to spoil myself, and because all of us have differing tastes anyway. 😊💕

Minor spoilers of some of their backgrounds/myths.

Note: photos of rings are obviously not mine but scoured from Google and used for silly entertainment purposes only.

Xavier

he can't help but think back to the jewelry the ladies of the court used to wear, and what was the acceptable standard for nobility to court their sweethearts with

isn't in a hurry to find the ring, so he takes his time going around different jewelry stores around Linkon city and beyond. He will know which ring is the one once he spots it... at least he thinks so.

The ring should be elegant with a bit of a futuristic flair: e.g moonstone instead of a diamond or stardust/meteorite embedded in the metal. To make it more special he would offer to supply the stardust himself, locating one that would have fallen around the time you two met.

In the end gets a bit too indecisive, goes a bit too much into his own head, and proposes without it. You don't even notice as the romantic proposal under the infinite stars of the Milky Way is enough to take your breath away. The next day he takes you to the jewelry shop where they have a few custom designs waiting for your pick.

Rafayel

Oh the fishie is designing the ring for you himself. He already knows some jewelers through his work and will only settle for the most talented one. He will agonize over the design, until on one of your romantic getaways inspiration strikes and he stays up all night, just about managing to hide the sketch from you before you wake up.

He is very aware of the importance of the ring in human mating rituals, and wants everyone to take notice of it once you start wearing it. Make no mistake, this is a one-of-a-kind art piece with nothing to match its beauty. Just like you.

Howeverrrr he does realize that carrying around a 30k+ ring isn't practical, so he would also get you a matching simpler band with a romantic engraving that you could wear daily.

A design resembling the beauty under the sea, to suit the Sea God's bride. He would go hunting for the suitable gems and/or pearls himself.

Zayne

Zayne is not one to make a big fuss about the proposal, even if he is inwardly maybe even more excited about it than you, and perhaps a bit terrified as well. He knows you don't like to wear anything too extravagant even on your days off, so he would go for more traditional ring.

He first starts paying special attention to your wardrobe and other jewelry to do the ground work. He would do googling in incognito mode to figure out if gold or platinum suits your skin tone better, and he would discreetly leaf through women's magazines in the hospital to see what is currently trending. Once decided he snags one of your rings with him to a jewelry store he trusts to have a good selection, so that the ring will fit properly on the first try.

Diamonds are a classic option, and with a gold or platinum band they go well with almost any outfit you might have. In the end the designs he is most drawn towards resemble flowers. And from a practical standpoint, a row of small diamonds fits under your leather gloves better than a big rock.

Zayne would also be the fiancé/husband to take it upon himself to clean both of your jewelry on a regular basis. Not that you can't do it by yourself, he just wants to look at it and reminisce about the memories linked to it.

Sylus

C'mon. This is a man who bedazzles your *gun* unprompted. It's a given that no expense is spared when getting you THE ring. However, just getting a big diamond is boring as all hell, and he knows that just a platinum ring with a big rock wouldn't be to your tastes either.

Instead of just dropping a million bucks to a famous jeweler, Sylus uses his vast network to find someone relatively unknown, but whose talents are unmatched. And almost as importantly, one who will never reveal the designs to another soul. Not only is it to secure the exclusivity, but also to protect the both of you.

As for the materials, he scours the ends of the earth for the rarest ones: volcanic ash, dinosaur bone, or unknown gemstones from the Deepspace. The process itself is exciting, especially when he gets you involved, relishing in the knowledge of you hunting for the materials for your own ring without realising it.

As much as he would like you to walk around dressed to the nines every day, showing off the ring he paid more than most people pay for a car for, he realises it's not only impractical, but also potentially dangerous if people in Linkon start to question where you got such a gift. So Sylus has a matching, simpler band made that you can wear every day, saving the grander ring for special occasions, and hanging around at his base.

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https://www.tumblr.com/wi55iams/786510377301262336/the-best-part-about-working-with-ex-yacht-sailors

Omg absolutely dyinggg to know the tea I need to find some ex yacht sailors

Its suprising how many people have worked with F1 drivers, but thats because they mostly charter yachts instead of owning their own since they don't need them all the time. Easier to just rent one than have to bother with the boats care and berth etc

Take this with a grain of salt, since it is just what others have told me, but i'm confident these people had these experiences lol

I know someone who worked with the Strolls, and apparently Lance is a bit of a spoiled brat along with all his siblings. But so are most people who own yachts

I also know a guy who worked on a yacht with a lot of Merc personel in the mid 2010s so he was encountering Niki Lauda and Toto on a regular basis

He didnt know shit about F1 at the time and at one point Rosberg showed up and tried to get onboard. He didn't know who tf he was so he had to be like 'um blonde german man you can't be here' then the Captain was like THATS NICO ROSBERG HE JUST WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP

Apparently Nico is a fairly nice guy, as is Toto and Susie, at least when they're you're yacht passengers.

Lauda was apparently also a class act (but very Austrian) and was very eager to drive the yacht around because he had 'already learned how to drive and fly and wanted to learn the last veichles left'

He would saunter up to the bridge, and put his iconic red hat on backwards, before he took the controls and put pedal to the metal and scared everyone on the yacht lol

I do know some more but i dont wanna make it Obvious which yacht/people this was so thats it

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Cat's Out of the Bag | Moriarty the Patriot

Summary: It looks like you've been rudely interrupted mid kiss with your (secret) lover. Suffice to say the situation is quite awkward...

Content: SFW. Sherlock being Sherlock. Jokes about some characters reading too much into the situation but there is no mature content going on. Please don't tag this as anything but SFW!

Characters: Sherlock, Louis, John

Notes: Let me kiss them on the foreheads please 🥺

Sherlock Holmes

Well, this is certainly surprising. Mycroft didn't suspect that his routine "wellness check" (code for his surprise paintball gun fights) would end up with him walking on his brother sharing kisses with a lady

(He was sure he told him to beware of women once...)

And really, in the living room of the flat for anyone to walk in on! It was as if Sherlock would show no shame in being caught (true)

But...Mycroft didn't remember any woman catching his little brother's eye. It seems that this was a well-kept secret indeed

"Sherly, if you are going to show your affections to a woman, there are appropriate places to do so. Out in the middle of the sitting room with the door unlocked is not one of them."

"What do you want?" Sherlock hissed, running a hand through his messy hair. "Why do you always have to show up at the most inopportune times?!"

"Because I care for you, Sherly," Mycroft answered with a smile. Then his gaze drifted over to you, your cheeks growing pink. "My apologies for not properly introducing myself. You may call me Mycroft. I am Sherly’s elder brother."

"No one asked, now get out," Sherlock huffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. "You've spoiled the mood."

"Why didn't you inform me that you had a lover? You'll be needing all the advice I can spare if this relationship is to be maintained. Besides, do you even know basic biology?" Mycroft sighed, shaking his head. "You have a terrible habit of only absorbing information that interests you. It's to be assumed that you have no inclination of the topic of se–"

"All right, that's enough!" Sherlock exclaimed, leaping out of his seat and pushing his brother towards the door. "Please, my dear, darling older brother, do not come back without an invitation. Bye!"

And before Mycroft could formulate a witty response, the door was promptly shut in his face, locked with a key for good measure.

"...Sherlock?"

"Don't mind him. He's always this irritating." Sherlock huffed, returning to his spot beside you on the sofa. "I'm sorry if his visit resulted in embarrassment for you. Now you can imagine what I have to go through on a regular basis."

"Pesky older brothers," you laughed. "I suppose it's fortunate I don't have one of my own."

"Truly. If you did, I have a feeling that they'd be grilling me on my reasons for courting you. I don't need any more sibling drama than I have now."

"Well, at least he's gone now, right?"

"And hopefully he won't be back for a long while."

"I'm guessing his display just now is the reason you didn't tell him that we're together?"

"Precisely. Now, I'm afraid we'll have to be careful about him barging in again. He can be quite stubborn in that regard."

"It'll be alright," you said, placing your hand atop Sherlock's. "At least now we know what to expect."

"Well, next time he can 'expect' the nearest object being tossed at his head."

Even Sherlock gets so embarrassed you thought, smiling when you noticed the red tips of his ears. 

“You’re blushing,” you said, unable to resist the urge to tease him. It wasn’t often Sherlock got so flustered, after all.

“I am not.”

“You do realize that you scratch the back of your neck when you’re lying, right?”

Sherlock tsked, playfully rolling his eyes before pulling you into his arms. “You’ve picked up on too many of my tactics. You’ll pay for this!” Your laughter echoed throughout the flat as Sherlock tickled you mercilessly until you confessed to your ‘crime’.

However, a few kisses of recompense bribed your way out of a guilty sentence. Maybe that favoritism made Sherlock guilty, too, but he wasn’t opposed to the two of you being partners in crime. 

Louis Moriarty

Well, well, well. Who knew sweet and innocent Louis would be caught with lipstick stains on his face?

Moran knew he shouldn't be so delighted at the sight in front of him, but it was almost like...he was seeing a little brother become a man

Besides, Moran didn't count on any of the brothers having a secret relationship. To say this was a surprise was an understatement. Perhaps the others would like to know…

"Sorry, Louis. Was I interrupting something?" Sebastian asked, unable to hide his toothy grin.

"Just what on earth are you doing entering the room without knocking?!!" Louis' glasses weren't enough to hide the blush creeping on his face which grew more and more noticeable by the minute.

"Didn't think you'd be so busy," Moran replied, wriggling an eyebrow. "The evidence of the crime is all over you."

"There was nothing indecent going on here!" Louis his face in his hands, internally plotting a million ways to get rid of Moran without arousing suspicion.

"You shouldn't have to say so if that were the case."

"Moran!!!"

"Okay you two, calm down, all right?" you sighed, trying to salvage the last bit of decency between you and Louis. "If Moran came in here, he probably needs something from us. What can we help you with?”

"Well, I was just dropping by to say that the last mission we discussed is still on. William's already moving forward with the plan. However, if you also need me to get the manor empty for a while, let me know. I can pull a few strings."

"Whenever you speak with William again,” you said through gritted teeth, “can you ask him to teach me how to get away with murder?"

"Oh, that's quite a specific request. Care to elaborate?"

"I'll elaborate when I put you six feet below the ground, Sebastian."

Moran put his hands up in the air in surrender, though the grin never left his face. "I was just joking around. Besides, if Louis gets this embarrassed just kissing you, there's no way he'd be able to–"

Moran jumped as a knife whizzed past him and embedded itself into the wall.

"If you get so caught off guard just by running your mouth, there's no way you'd be prepared for a surprise attack by an enemy."

"Aaand would you look at that, it's half past tea time! Better go help the others with the details of the plan."

You didn't think you'd ever seen Moran run out of a room so quickly.

"Louis, please don't threaten him. I know he's an idiot sometimes but..."

"Nevermind him. Shall we continue where we left off?"

You blinked, taken aback by Louis' sudden boldness. "O-Oh. You...want another kiss?"

Louis' lips turned upwards in a wicked grin. "Put them where your lipstick will be visible. I want Moran to remember how he barely escaped this situation with his life."

John Watson

Oh, uh…huh. Sherlock didn’t think twice about bursting into his dear friend’s room to excitedly inform him of the success of his new experiment and ended up…well…seeing John mid kiss with a woman he’d never met before

He couldn’t help but stare slack-jawed, completely oblivious to the mortified expressions of his companion and “friend”

But Sherlock had seen far stranger things, so he was able to quickly regain his composure and snap back to his usual self

“John, you should have told me you were going to have a lady friend over! I would have made sure to stay out of the flat for a while.”

“N-No,” John stammered, his tanned face flushing, “I wouldn’t make you leave so that…I…”

“It’s quite all right to want some privacy! Kissing someone is a very intimate affair after all, and I’m not about to ruin my dear Watson’s chances at romance!”

“I–”

“So, whaddya think of John?” Sherlock asked you with a wink. “He’s quite the catch, isn’t he?”

“Sherlock! I thought you just said you were going to give us some privacy…”

“Oh, I agree,” you replied, leaving John and Sherlock wide-eyed at your honest confession. “To be honest, I didn’t expect John to be so…good at his craft.” You winked back at Sherlock, the two of you exchanging smiles. It seems you were already well on your way to gaining the detective’s approval.

“[Name]!” John cried, burying his face in your shoulder. “Don’t start teasing me, too.”

“But you’re so cute when your face turns all red~” you laughed, lifting up his chin with a finger. “Besides, I can tell you like the fact that I take the lead in this relationship.”

Poor John was going to end up as red as a tomato if you and Sherlock kept on like this.

“Well, I’ll be going now. I’ll return in a couple of hours–got some detective work to do and all. Enjoy your kissing. Goodbye!”

As soon as the door clicked shut, John breathed out a ragged sigh. “I was not expecting all this attention today.”

“Shy are we?”

“Please, I don’t know how much more my poor heart can take.”

You laughed, wrapping your arms around John’s neck. “I’m sorry. You’re just so cute when you’re like this.”

John pouted his lips, pulling you in closer by your waist. “I’m the one who’s supposed to be saying that.”

“Then say it.”

John’s eyes flickered down to your lips and back to your eyes, silently asking for your permission. You answered his question with a nod and smile, and soon enough, his lips were back on yours, bringing you to a state of unending bliss, whispering sweet nothings reserved just for you.

“Yes,” he said against your lips, unable to hide his smile, “you are quite adorable, darling.”

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It's Hongjoong's Birthday!! And I wanted to write something short and sweet, like the Captain himself, for his birthday.

Ateez - Imagine - Hongjoong

Hongjoong x gn! Reader

Hongjoong who knows he is not the tallest person out there. Hell, everyone in his team is taller than him. But he does not care. His presence can fill an entire room. And it was his confidence that caught your attention. But what made you stick around was his loving and giving nature. Accepting you for who you are. Not caring if you are taller, smaller or the same height as him. He choose you for your character.

Hongjoong who is really into fashion, who wants to design his own clothes and brand. So please let him dress you up. Be his muse. If you are also interested in fashion he would be so delighted and you two would gush to each other for hours about the latest trends. But if you are not into fashion, that would be no problem at all. He would love to explain to you his likes and dislikes, his process and what he cares about in fashion.

He would be so surprised and happy if you visit him in his studio. Even if it happens on a regular basis he would develope literal heart eyes if you show up, even mkre if you bring food. Hongjoong would show you his music equipment, explaining it to you with a passion. He would have a blast sitting there and watching you or joining in on making beats or trying to create a melody. He would definetly keep all of you "experiments" no matter how bad they might be.

Hongjoong would slowly introduce you to the rest of Ateez, starting with Seonghwa as a more safe option. You two would get along but to Hongjoong's demise you met your partner in crime in Wooyoung. At first he would try to calm the two of you down, but after some time he just stopped and is now trying to stay far away from this combination. But not to far away. He need your attention.

On that note he would act hurt if his mom was showering you in love or if you would give a little to much attention to another member. He would come over and grab your hands, move you on his lap or make it obvious in some other way that you were his. He is not a fan of showing public affection, but when it comes to you that man is so possessive. Because in the end you are his and his only.

Well this was rather short, but I wanted to write something cute to celebrate Hongjoong's Birthday.

(Btw I think it is absolutely hilarious that Wooyoung spoiled our Captain's birthday MD😂🤭)

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That preview for wwww has got me so excited aaaaaaaaa i want to know more i cant wait- is there anything you could talk about with Leo and Donnie that isn't spoilers??

oh yeah! here are some backstory details about them that are mostly silly, just for the fun of it

im personally just going with the idea that splinter named them early for simplicity's sake, the names are the same as canon.

draxum took a little too long to see them as children instead of weapons, which is an influence on their behavior. he's always treated them with this adult-like seriousness that was questionable when they're younger, but it makes them INFURIATED when people talk down to them or treat them like children as teenagers.

this will influence their dynamics with raph greatly.

donnie was the stickler/tattletale between the two, but to call leo the troublemaker would be an UNDERSTATEMENT. huginn and muninn literally could not take care of him in draxum's absence because he would go full fucking home alone on them. with donnie at his side they would make Death Traps

this is actually how they ended up meeting big mama. draxum went to a meeting with her and had to bring leo along because he wouldn't behave, and donnie tagged along because leo threw a screeching fit when draxum said they were going to leave him behind and would not stop until he gave in, they were like 6. big mama adopted them immediately.

leo calls her auntie by her request and learned a lot of his tactics from her. i am under the opinion that she would be a HORRIBLE mother but she's a wonderful aunt you only see occasionally. she spoils them rotten and likes them way more than draxum, that bad bad man. they're too good for him! (THEY ARE MENACES)

if they learned about what she did to splinter they wouldn't even be surprised. leo would be impressed, really

they were pretty well-trained in combat from an early age, although they slipped up a lot. leo has stabbed donnie several times, mostly on accident but probably on purpose at least once. they are extremely casual about this and treat it like a funny joke to the horror of their family

they are also utterly inseparable. they dont keep anything from each other ever and have an insane amount of separation anxiety and codependence going on. they also try to kill each other on a regular basis /hj

since draxum is head of security in the hidden city, they've done some odd jobs before as training and know their way around it like little nepo babies!!!!

speaking of, the fact that theyre technically rich means i can make both of them fashionistas and annoying as fuck about it. theyre so intense about the outfits.

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N already exists in a way that went down very similar to smart lair lmao. leo reprogrammed him because he was being annoying, and then broke him when he was being annoying again despite the fact that it's literally his fault. S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N continues to get broken a lot and donnie just rebuilds him.

he thinks its mildly annoying how much leo dislikes him, because he's "closer to S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N's father than [he is]." like man the fuck up and pay child support you baby.

draxum is very indulgent in donnie's hobbies and investment in building despite his limited knowledge of human technology, honestly more than splinter is in canon. although he is secretly a little scared of him and what he's capable of.

donnie was given a bo staff because it was the most non-lethal option draxum could think of

draxum regrets giving leo a sword a lot