#i am not immune to the tummy weakness

[ghostbite0]

I wrote one about Obanai needing to take like vitamins or meds for his weak immune system earlier but like imagine he has a little tummy ache and feels sick and refuses to eat like anything and all he wants is cuddles but he doesn't let anyone touch him so they place him in the crib surrounded in stuffed animals and blankets but he keeps whining and when Muichiro goes in to check on him, he can hear obanai say something that sounds close to "bubba" so muichiro does what he can for his "baby brother". Cue Tengen and Rengoku coming in a little later to put the other two down for a nap and they see Muichiro sleeping in the crib holding a sleeping Obanai. The two woke up to everyone staring at them and Obanai squeals with a pink face and hides in his big brothers neck. Muichiro has a shit eating grin on his face knowing he's one of the babys faves

anon do you know how mmuch i am bawlin over this concept. i absolutely need to draw it after finishing a few more commissions this is so cute. muichiro would be so smug about it

going to use this as the opportunity to post my super messy warmup doodles of obanai and muichiro (they are brothers your honor) from a few weeks ago… i am absolutely gonna make a comic w this concept soon though this is so so so precious

the 21 trio turns back and muichiro is like nuh uh. i want to see the baby

[novorehere]

Absolutely thriving on the vore talks tonight! Do you prefer samesize? Doll size? Or g/t vore scenarios?

I mostly always go for G/t or doll size vore. Truly “same” size is a bit weird for me, but I do occasionally enjoy similar-ish size vore. G/t vore is obviously the most feasible and the easiest to write, since you don’t really have to suspend your disbelief much. Plus I am a G/t lover at heart, so the thought of being all small around someone else is very fun. But I will admit, slightly bigger prey that leave a little bulge in the pred’s belly is a big weakness of mine. Even if it’s not as realistic, the thought of being completely filled up with someone just enough to be able to rub at their curled up form inside just gets me right in the feels…

(I am not immune to tummy.)

[tummy-inspectors]

hello inspector! 🫡 do you have any favorite outfits that show off bandomen’s bellies? :0

Greetings, 'nonnie! O7

Now, you KNOW I do lmao

Under the cut bc long

Starting off with The Gallo because they're my personal favs and I WILL find a way to talk about them given the chance. This look was my first introduction to the dumb chicken band and honestly how can you deny the appeal of so many tummy glimpses all at once? mwah mwah mwah I kiss dem

These two of Hyde because I mean???? Look at this slutty little man??????? The sheer, billowy shirts like this are always a personal favorite of mine

This one of Hakuei. The quality isn't great or anything but COME ONNNNN with those shorts! and the fringe! and the jacket???????! Man is serving trashy goodness and I am eating it up like bone app the teeth motherfuckers

Not even a real Gazette fan personally but sometimes this man gives me a moment of weakness. An open suit jacket is just a classic look, plus he's always got just enough meat on his bones to catch my eye 👀

I don't even know who this one is but cOME ON with the harness and the hip straps and the aesthetic play of light and shadow across his skin??! I'm in. I'm sold. Moving on.

This particular Teru outfit, any picture of it. Unreal. He was my first introduction to this particular genre of outfit and I was hooked instantly. Tastes reshaped for life tbh

Because I am not immune to gratuitous fanservice dONT PERCEIVE ME (I love silver and shine and sparkles)

This Sena look because I'm vampire trash and both his tummy and thighs look soft here. Also bats. Because it's bats.

This Tsunehito one is really cute, too. I love how much detail, texture and shine is packed into such a tiny surface area.

Honorable mention is Kyo when he wears bralettes. Either the Rock and Read photoshoot or the sukekiyo look with the pearl one. Kyo in general, really. He's another one with enough meat on his bones to suit my personal tastes better, so there's too many pics of him to choose from haha

[dairy-farmer]

Okay here we go again I guess <3 I feel like I can’t articulate this stuff a second time so it feels like....:weird and incomprehensible. But whatever.

Okay so disclaimer — I am autistic. So if I am fetishizing autism (I am), nobody can be mad at me about it 😊🥺

I personally hc (read: project) Tim as autistic and I think this can really feed into the batfam being extremely protective/possessive of him.

He’s....delicate. He’s the sweetest, prettiest thing, but he’s strange. He doesn’t understand certain things. He’s sensitive.

The batfam fucking loves it, and deliberately kind of uses it to infantilize him a bit.

They have to protect him from the outside world— it would tear him apart, their perfect, lovely, Timmy. He would get taken advantage of, lusted after by monsters who don’t truly love him, not like his family does.

They wouldn’t understand, wouldn’t *treasure*, his sometimes obsessive interests, his peculiar intelligence and his enthusiasm.

They can’t let him be taught to be ashamed of the way his daddy and brothers and sister love him.

Timmy tends to really enjoy being lovingly *owned*, and really sensory kinks.

Each member of the batfam has their weird fetishes when it comes to Tim. Arguably, they’re the ones with really strange sex stuff, but it’s all the reason to keep him holed away— Tim should never be ashamed of enjoying the way his family loves him.

Bruce loves the way Tim calls him ‘Daddy’, the way he’ll sit perched on his lap or happily squirming against his chest as he talks about whatever he’s been excited about lately, whether it’s photography or old mystery novels. He loves Tim’s oral fixation, the way he can just gently pry open his baby’s mouth and Tim will happily suck at his thumb. Will go cross-eyed and gag a little when Bruce gently presses his fingers against his tongue, pushes back into his throat. When he pulls back, Tim coughs a little, and Bruce, eyes full of love, gently rubs his back and praises him.

Tim has a weak immune system, is a bit of a sickly little thing— all the more reason he was designed for their love and care and protection. Dick highkey is really into When Tim is a little sick and really, really dependent. He loves playing nurse to his precious baby brother. Tim’s pink noise and little bunny-sneezes make Dick feel like he’s looking at a pile of sleeping kittens. He loves carrying Tim around, spooning soup into his mouth, wrapping him in blankets and fluffing his pillows and gently singing him to sleep. It has a grosser side, too— when he holds a tissue to Tim’s nose to help him blow his nose, sometimes he saves the snot-covered tissue and furiously jacks off in the bathroom to it. He’s into Tim wetting the bed— sometimes, when Tim asks him for help with going to the bathroom, dick will grab a towel and sort of hold him in his lap and have him let it all out, it’s okay, I’ll hold you, good boy, doesn’t that feel better? Here, let me go run a bubble bath. This all of course also coexists with his massive period kink, as previously discussed.

Jason likes to feed Tim. He’s so skinny, and he forgets to eat, on his own.

so Jason will work hard over making perfect meals and sweets and then holding Tim in his lap as he feeds him, one hand on his belly and the other holding the food he brings to Timmy’s lips, dabbing his mouth with a napkin in between bites. He’ll gently ask Tim how he likes each item, not discouraged by getting responses in the form of hums instead of words— sometimes, Tim is more comfortable that way, not having to use his words. Jason will gently coax him into eating more until Tim is shaking his head, eyes a little teary, as he pleas “No more, Jay, I’m full, Im full!! Please, jay—“

Jason, though, measures whether Tim has really eaten enough by his hand on Tim’s tummy. He’ll gently press down, only relenting when the skin is firm and a little stressed, and the press elicits a little noise of discomfort from Timmy.

Then, he’ll carry him to cuddle sleepily against his chest, hand under Timmy’s loose hoodie or jumper, petting that full chest with pride. He dreams of the day Tim is soft and chubby on his and Alfred’s cooking, on good, delicious food. Timmy will nap off his full tummy against Jason’s pecs, sometimes sucking at Jason’s boobies in his sleep.

Cass in particular really understands tim in a deep way. She gets his need for firm pressure, for being *controlled*, and that stern affection. She loves pressing Tim against a wall, against a soft mattress, against a shaggy rug, and pressing kisses to the nape of his neck. She loves for the way he squirms on her strap, on the way he *melts* when she manhandles him and *shows* him exactly what is going to happen now. She loves firmly pushing him on his knees or back and holding his face against her crotch until she feels that curious, pink tongue.

An outsider might deem her a little cruel or harsh, but they don’t just understand. Everything she does with complete love and adoration— that deep understanding that Tim *needs* that firm assertiveness, needs to be an object, a lovely toy for her to use, to let him be stupid and pretty and *owned*. He doesn’t need to think— she’s doing all the deciding for him.

Damian loves Tim’s feet and hands, and weirdly, his ears. He’ll sketch Tim in various states of undress, asleep, as he happily stims or interacts with the rest of his family.

His favorite activity is fantasizing of piercing Tim, of sanitizing a needle and making soothing coos as he pushes it through, rubbing his back to gentle his crybaby brother’s sniffles. Of putting beautiful, rare jewels and metals, until his Timmy *glitters* with Damiam’s adoration.

Bruce, though, is opposed to the idea of Tim being put through any unnecessary pain, and so vetoes any unusual or excessive piercing, especially near his genitals. He’ll scold Damian, reminding him that Timmy is sensitive, that he’s scared easily, even by loud noises, and that none of them will be treating him poorly for sick pleasure, unlike those monsters in the outside world.

Damian will huff because he doesn’t *understand*, he would never hurt Timmy, never! That’s not what he means.

He’ll grumble about when he’s Demon’s Head and he can steal Timmy away to Nanda Parbat to be his hidden-away queen, and he can drape him in as many jewels as he wishes, gently holding him through the momentary pain of being adorned.

He also fantasizes about small, delicate tattoos in floral designs, similar to henna— especially those used to mark concubines or slaves that belong to the Al Ghul family. His sketchbook is *full* of it.

A weird kink I haven’t really seen anywhere is like— sensual/sexual asmr? I think it has a lot of potential as a sensory, trust related thing, kind of relating to hypnosis and stuff.

This is kind where I imagine Barbara, who I think is really underrated in batfam dynamics— maybe because she’s disabled, people don’t really see her as capable of being sexual which sucks.

I just like the idea of Timmy in a soft, comfy chair in a dim room as she gently runs her fingers over his skin, especially his temples, and speaks softly or uses objects to make soothing noises. Just watching Timmy relax and shiver with little tingles, melting out of his body and just following her voice. Just gentle praise and tingles and maybe her gently pressing open his pink, wet mouth and placing a small dildo in there, sliding it back and forth to watch him suck. Him eventually happily falling asleep— she wraps him in soft blankets and gently calls over the rest of the family, who crowd in the doorway, trying not to wake him up with their delighted whispers and coos.

I think they’re all really, really into his stimming. Oh, you need a weighted blanket— here, you can be smooshed in between Dick and Jason, if you like, too. Or a little stim toy— their eyes follow his delicate fingers, not so subtly imagining them against their cocks. The little gasp of breath when Tim places a teething toy in his breath, everyone watching him as he’s completely oblivious, chewing and sucking gently.

Them finding it adorable when he flaps his hands or kneads blankets or his brothers as they cuddle, like a happy cat.

Just autistic Timmy <3

anon I have some great news!!!❤️❤️❤️ your original ask did make it through it was just split into a few different parts!!

what might've happened was that it got buried since I was answering quite a large number of asks so you may have missed it but the good news is I am receiving your submissions and my inbox isn't randomly eating asks!!!! even though they do disappear sometimes depending on how i open then but they do show up again eventually.

your asks are labeled as 'autistic tim' and 'autistic tim pt 2' on the masterlist!

this is great! I'm so happy your hard work wasn't wasted and I really do appreciate you sending your ask again even though i'm sure it was troublesome! i really appreciate you wanting to share your work with me!!❤️❤️❤️❤️

[zuffer-weird-girl]

I am soft for kid Kai and Pops interactions. Could you please try writing pops and reader taking care of a sick Kai as a kid. I wonder if he would be the same difficult patient as you have written him as an adult. I enjoy your writing and would love seeing your take on it.

"I hate this. It feels like death." Just at the end of the sentence, the boy had a coughing fit as the elder sighed out loud at his stubbornness, wringing the towel wet with icy water before placing it on the sick boy's forehead.

"Stop being overdramatic Chisaki. Is just a flu. Nothing to mourn over." The boy growled back at the elder before he pulled the covers up with the best force he could manage it.

... until he sneezed and overhauled the blanket to mere pieces.

"Well, at least is only the third one until now..." the old man chuckled before frowning at how abruptly Chisaki was trembling... poor thing.

"I wanna die..." the boy mumbled as he again come up with a new blanket as Popps chuckled.

"What happened to the prideful future leader of the yakusa?" He chuckled at the glare Kai gave to him "Will you at least collaborate on getting better?"

"Just make this go away for once."

Pops only shook his head and grabbed the bottle the doctor recommended to give to Kai and one spoon before poking shaking his shoulder.

"Cmon. Sit up boy, let's end this." Just when his golden fuccy eyes locked with the bottle he inky narrowed his gaze at the elder and turned his head away from him.

"You're kidding me arent you kid?" Pops arched one eyebrow. Kai only mumbled something incoherent as Pops's one vein appeared.

"Take. This. Medicine. Chisaki Kai."

"Try me."

Pops chuckled at the audacity of this kid before calling one of his subbordinates.

"Bring Chisaki's little friend that I guess it will ease down him just a bit while I stay."

"Yes sir." And with that the man walked out of the room and closing the door. Pops only gave the boy a look as Chisaki only glared back.

"You will take this boy."

"Heck no."

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"Thank you so much Yukuchi-san!" You bowed to the man as he left you to enter the room... widening your eyes at the scene as Pops had one of his hands on Chisaki's chin to force open as Kai gritted anos teeth together and holded the man's hand with the spoon far away from him, miraculously not spilling the green liquid on it.

"Uh... What's happening?" You asked as both looked at you, Pops with a relieved look and Chisaki with wide eyes.

Just when he opened his mouth to say your name, Pops chugged the spoon on his mouth.

You flinched at the shout Chisaki gave the elder as soon as he manage to swallow but soon he put his hand on his mouth as if he wanted to puke.

"Dont you dare puke this after all the work I had to do.."

"tHAT'S BECAUSE THIS SHIT IS DISGUSTING!" the kid almost puked again at the end and he sighed before looking at you with grateful and welcoming grey eyes

"Hello (Y/n)-chan. I apologize that you couldn't see Chisaki those days but as you can see-"

Chisaki brutal series of sneezes broke the elder's talking and as soon as he finished Kai had the most tired out look and plopped back down, lying on his bed miserably.

"He is incredible sick and wont follow his dad's orders no manner how much I try to. You know how prideful he cam be." You giggled at the funny look that Pops before Kai groaned.

"I'm sick yet not dead old geezer."

"See." Pops showed his hand at the sick kid "He becomes so grumpy that even I cant handle it sometimes... " he sighed before crouchind down to whisper to you "Care to give him some company as I go make sure my subbordinates did already the dinner? You can be his nurse and besides, my boy holds a soft spot only for you."

"Really?!" You whispered in exciment as Pops nodded and chuckled, patting your head while getting up as Chisaki chuffed... coughing later.

"I will be back soon. Obey to (Y/n) Chisaki."

"You're kidding?" He muttered before sighing when the elder closed the door. Closing his eyes a bit and when opening them again when he heard you walking towards his bed and sitting next to his body.

"How you're feeling?" You asked and Chisaki glassy and gold eyes locked with yours as if you were the most stupid creature in the world.

"What do you-" he coughed on his hand "Think?"

"Not good." You giggled "Sorry."

He stayed quiet before looking away from you. Praying mentally that the blush on his pale cheeks on his fever.

He stiffed when you took off the towel off from his forehead, he jolted away from your touch as you widened your eyes at his distressed state.

"Sorry Kai..." you mumbled as he went to scold you to touch him before another coughing fit hitted.

You hesitantly rubbed his back while he coughed as he looked at you with teary eyes later.

"What are you-" he coughed "-doing? You're going to get sick you idiot." You smiled at him and simply and gently brushed his bangs out of his wet forehead.

"Well, I can deal with it later. After all my mom said I have a good immune system! Different from yours!"

"Take that back before I-" he sneezed so violently that some snot come out of his nose. His face went white in horror at the snot it dropped on his hand... hives immediately started to appear on his face and arms. He started to pant before feeling your hand on his shoulder and offering him a napkin.

"Its okay..." you cooed and he hesitantly grabbed the napkin and started to rub on his hand and under his nose.

"My head..." he groaned after cleaning the snot out, clenching on both sides of his head, tears started to form before he felt warm... arms around him as his head was met with the crook of your neck.

"My parents usually hug me when I feel distress... sorry if it bothers you, but it helps sometimes being held." You mumbled.

His heart skipped one beat on his chest... how warm and invinting you were. Heavens forbid that you found out how many times his mind was invaded by thoughts of you. Your laugh, your smile... hell, your touch. He despised touch, but yours... just seemed so... heavenly. A blessing.

And... oh god he was falling. He fell on your lap. And your giggles didn't helped his embarrassment either but he was so weak and tired that he simply allowed your fingers on his scalp to ease him to a slumber.

"Dont think this will be a constant thing..." he mumbled as his eyes though to stay awake.

"You're such a baby when you're sick Kai." You giggled as he grumbled and prefered to bury his face on your tummy.

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He awoke to the sound of the door clicking open and he quickly shot up from your lap as the elder brought some food.

"I see you got some rest finally boy." He put the tray on the bed as he sniffled. The effect of the medicine finally kicking despite him taking a nap.

"I know you dont hold a liking on soups but is the best way to sooth a sore throat." He ruffle Chisaki's hair as he only could grumble a thanks.

"Thanks for coming today (Y/n)-chan. I think your parents must be worried now, I will call a subbordinate of mine to carry you home and-"

"NO!" He shouted, only feeling mortified at the shock look Pops and you gave to him.

Well, screw his youthful pride.

"Chisaki, (Y/n) has to-"

"N-not yet. Is... early... and I can't.." he tried to form words before you laughed, causing his cheeks to turn vermillion red.

"Can I call my parents to stay a bit longer Pops?" You smiled up at the elder as he looked at the embarrassed boy and chuckled.

"Well, I dont why not."

The boy felt a tingle of relief and happines growing on his chest as you crawled back on bed on his side.

"You want feeding too?" You giggled as he immediatly snatched the spoon and glared at you.

"Dont push your luck." He went to take the soup and flinched at how hot it was, which left Pops with a unused look.

"Next time blow it kid."

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He felt he could even do a backflip on the other day.

When he got out of his room, Chisaki got called by Pops when he was almost on his way out to school.

"Hey brat. Looking better I see. You needed a special medicine so eh?" The man chuckled at how red Chisaki got before tsking and rolling his eyes, his grip tightening on his backpack

"Hate to tell ya kid, but just preventing you throw a fit in your school, (Y/n)-chan wont be attending today."

".. care to explain?" The boy tried to contain his shock and worry as Pops sighed and turned off the phone.

"Got the flu."

This fucking idiot-

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You coughed before sneezing on a napkin and throing on the trash along with many others.

Suddenly your door burst open as you gasped at Chisaki abruptly throwing some bags of medices and other things you didn't know yet.

"K-Kai what the-"

"I told you were getting sick." He spoke under his mask while putting on gloves and grabbing one chair and sitting near your bed. Arms crossed and a look that send you shivers "Good imune system huh?"

"Hey at least you look better!" You exclaimed before sneezing on the napkin you grabbed quickly.

You saw through blurry vision the way he furrowed his eyebrows and picking a bag and putting on your lap, evicting eye contact as always.

You giggled and opened only to gasp at seing your favorite dessert there.

"Kai... you didn't had to." You spoke as Kai only shrugged and sitted back on the chair.

"Better be grateful for it you brat."

"We have the same age or close to Kai..." you deadpanned as he only glared back at you more.

"Eat."

You only lifted up your hands in surrender until his phone started to buzz on his pocket... picking up and answering the call he had to get his phone away from his ear from the yelling.

"CHISAKI KAI DID YOU DITCH CLASSES-?!"

[voreplier]

Septic Sam the Prey - HC

Before I start I am gonna put small warning, nothing bad happens to this little fella, there will be just mentions of some words, that might be triggering: death, digestion, chewing, crushing, stomping  - Being a mascot of Jack and connected to a channel of his, means that Sam cannot die in natural, paranormal or any way. He is what you could call immortal. So predator cannot chew, digest, crush, stomp, smash etc, him at all, nothing can hurt him. Except feelings, he might be immune to everything you can throw at him, but still he is a sensitive eye. - Normally Sam is 7 inches tall (not counting the tail), but sometimes he can get smaller (max 5 inches) and even slightly bigger. (max 9 inches) The difference which can occur, is based on the state he is currently in. - He is a creature, that doesn't need much, except for water or any liquid (except coffee). He can live in aquarium, but he also can be as much as he wants to, be outside of it. Sitting all the time in substance, can turn him into a chunky piece of meal, so the size I have previously mentioned (a lot of time have to pass this to happen, since he is not a sponge). In other scenario, when he looks for any liquid, but there is none, he becomes just a little dessert. - Don’t give Sam coffee, it will make him go around the house like crazy. Predator, which have a weak stomach, will not feel good around such a hyperactive ball, that bounces all over the place, without a mind in stopping moving. The only thing from it, would be that he would have tasted like freshly made cup of coffee.  - Taste of Sam’s body can change, as it depends on what he “drank”. Generally he tastes like lime jelly bean and green apple ice-cream. If he absorbs for example orange juice, this will add one more flavour to him. Then pred would have three-flavoured prey, for free. (Optionally) His current mood can transform entirely the taste or mix up with others to create an interesting combo. Anger, irritation - some sour candy to kiwi. Sadness - blueberry Happiness, excitement -mango Calm, relaxed - milk Fear, stress - bitter, like pure dark chocolate or grapefruit - His body is incredibly squishy, soft, bit slimy, yet he doesn’t left any goopy marks from it. If someone dare to throw him, he will act like a ball, bouncing from everything. It might make him dizzy, but he will be alright nonetheless. Pred trying to do harm to him with their teeth, will be surprise, experiencing that he is slippering from them. - He can float, fly around, but not that high. He is able to reach the very end of the ceiling, although this would cost him a bit of energy. He might be then an ideal prey to hunt on by nekos and inus. - Whenever he finds himself in darkness, his body starts to illuminate delicately in green colour. Pred has to hide this fact, or it will be easy to find where he is. Not to mention that he also leaves a lovely round, small bulge in the abdomen. - There was a time, in which Anti started to feel predatorish. He stole spell from Marvin and decided to use it on one of egos or some fan, to fulfill his desires. Sam concerned about all of this, since he knew demon is not a softie, put himself against him. When Anti was ready to devour the very prey, Sam stopped him, playing around with his instincts, by nuzzling against glitch’s lips with difficulty. Little eye ran away then, to just keep demon satisfied even more. At the end though, he had to let be eaten alive by green gremlin. - After what have happened, Sam promised himself to keep Anti’s belly happy, without hurting, scaring someone innocent. The demon doesn’t mind at all, but what his intentions were and are, it all depends on you and what you want. - This green eye, wasn’t so fond of being closed in tummies, although being more and more often in demon’s guts, made him change his mind. Egos soon realized it and started to take some benefits from it, Robbie has a comfort buddy, whenever he is scared or stressed. Hen swallows him just to experience what it feels like. Marvin doesn’t need to leave his room for food anymore.

[sickiebangtan]

;going around (1/?)

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Taehyung thinks he’s just having a bad day of morning nausea when really he’s coming down with a stomach flu that will eventually run through the whole bangtan household. 

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Taehyung’s stomach is never his friend in the morning. Everyone knows this. It’s a normal phenomenon for him, to wake up a little sick to his tummy; happens at the beginning of almost every day. Maybe it just means he’s not a morning person. He’d skip breakfast for that matter, but it’s basically impossible around the six members who love him. He has to eat something in order to have the energy to practice or work out. The others won’t let him leave the house until he’s consumed something, knowing he’ll feel better once his body has something to work with, so it’s always each of them trying to feed him some of their own breakfast. Jimin poking his lips with a grape until Taehyung bites it out of his fingers or Hobi dancing in his face with a slice of toast in his hand or Jin with a spoonful of rice porridge or Yoongi with a cup of tea.

“Taehyung-ah,” Jimin’s soft groggy voice is the first to reach Taehyung’s bedroom early that morning. Jimin’s eyes are barely open themselves, but he’s obedient to his alarm clock and always rises on its first ring. Leaning through the crack of Tae’s door, his puffy lips poke through. “Tae tae,”

Taehyung’s sheets rustle suddenly at the disturbance of silence. “Mmmm,” Taehyung’s morning voice reaches depths no one else can. It sounds like a growl. Jimin drowsily chuckles, his socked feet shuffling across the heated floors. Taehyung moans in complaint; Jimin’s here to wake him up. The nice thing though is that Jimin is the first wake up call, his first snooze button. Jimin always came into Taehyung’s room earlier than he needed to, climbing into Taehyung’s bed to snuggle him until someone else came to pull Jimin out of the bed and order Taehyung to wake up a second time.

But God, was it morning already? He’d been tossing and turning for most of the night, feeling off and not sure what for. He feels like he’d only reached a deep sleep a few minutes ago, before Jimin came to wake him.

Jimin’s light body falls onto Taehyung, gets under the covers and presses himself into the sleeping member’s warm chest. Arms squeeze each other closer and Jimin hums with delight. Playfully, he tugs Taehyung’s earlobe with his teeth. “Taehyung-ahh,” Jimin tries again, but Taehyung just squeezes him closer, wraps a leg around his waist. Jimin relaxes; Tae’s bed is so comfortable. He’s already an ounce away from sleep. Jimin isn’t going to put up a fight; it isn’t even light out yet. Ten more minutes.

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 There wasn’t an inkling in Taehyung’s mind that he might be coming down with something. And you had to cut him some slack for missing the obvious; he rarely caught anything. He picked up a cold each year, at best, but nothing much more. Taehyung’s immune system was pretty darn impenetrable. The last time he remembers being seriously ill was when he’d caught a bad flu between traveling across countries for a concert. He remembers Jungkook appearing so much bigger as he’d used his body to shield him from the crowds at the airport, how much more protective he’d been—as if a single nudge from a fan could shatter Taehyung to pieces. That had to have scared the maknae, to see Taehyung so weak. That had been years ago, and that had been the worst.

But just because he has an immune system made of steel doesn’t mean his body doesn’t cause him other means of distress. He has one of the touchiest stomachs in the house.

If a member finds Taehyung still in his bed or curled up on the couch after everyone else is up and getting dressed, it isn’t because he’s coming down with something. It’s because Taehyung takes the longest to wake up. It’s because Taehyung doesn’t feel his greatest when the sun rises. And for that reason, his hyungs usually cut him some slack. Today’s a little different. They have a busy schedule today, and Jin seems a little more tense than usual, a little cranky. It’s a high chance it has to do with the new high-energy choreo they’ll be learning today at practice.

Jin manages to get Taehyung out of his bed after two attempts, but only for Taehyung to drag himself and his comforter into the living room to go curl up on the couch instead. Everyone is up by now, as sleepy and as pouty as he is, but on the move to get ready for the schedule ahead. Taehyung would be up too if his stomach wasn’t squirming so much.

Yoongi appears suddenly, shuffling over to the couch to stand over Taehyung with a hand resting in his pajama pocket.

“Tae-yah, come on, time to get up,” Yoongi’s voice is gentle, but it’s a warning. It hits Taehyung’s ears like a pleasant hum. “We’ve got a packed day today—don’t let Jin-hyung catch you out here. He won’t be so nice next time.” Taehyung moans and it sounds genuinely pained. Yoongi frowns. The dongsaeng turns to lay on his back and Yoongi takes in the arm holding a pillow against his middle. The elder makes a noise and crouches down, moving bangs away from Taehyung’s forehead. Taehyung has that queasy grimace on his lips; he’s pretty green in the face.

“You look nauseous,” Yoongi observes. Taehyung wonders if Yoongi can hear all the curdling his stomach is doing right now, which isn’t the usual accompaniment to his nausea. It’s usually a heavy feeling that swells in the back of his throat, an occasional twinge in his stomach whenever he thinks about eating breakfast. This is different. This is a constant bubbling churn. Taehyung whimpers and curls into himself a little more.

“I am nauseous.” He confirms with his eyes closed, his voice sounding too weak and wobbly for his liking.

“Hmm,” Yoongi pets Taehyung’s head with inspecting eyes. “Poor guy,” Today is obviously one of those rough mornings for Taehyung. He hates that his dongsaeng has to wake up feeling so crappy. He doesn’t ask for this, but he’s forced to just deal with it. Unfortunately, it isn’t enough to stay home over. They have to get moving. “Did you drink your water yet?” he suggests.

Taehyungs eyebrows quirk up then scrunch together. He hasn’t had his glass of water yet. Maybe that would help. It usually helps. Icy cold, with a bunch of ice to crunch on.

“Must be a no. I’ll go get you some water then—be right back.” Yoongi grunts when he hoists himself back up. Taehyung knows Yoongi has to physically leave for the water but it doesn’t stop him from reaching to tug his pant leg.

“Hyung, can you put a lot of ice in it?”

“Yeah yeah yeah,” Yoongi mutters, like an old man, his slippers flopping on his way to the kitchen.

[jareththegoblinpeasant]

Alone in Stark Tower

Another day in Stark Tower. Boring. And lonely. Loki wasn't too hopeful; he was upset because while everyone else was out doing cool things for approximately a week, you had the great honor of babysitting duty.

You had hope for this boring day, however. Loki seemed to be in an alright mood, so you decided you would ask him a question.

Loki sat on his bed, reading a book contently. He heard a faint and almost timid knock on his door. "Come in." He responded gently.

His voice is deceiving, you reminded yourself. As you opened the door, your once found confidence faded away. Loki had to refrain from laughing at you; you looked so scared by a man just reading.

"Can I help you?" Loki asked as you closed his door.

You opened your mouth but no sound came out.

Loki looked at you over the pages of his book. "Y/N?"

You eventually found your words. "I- is it good? Y- your book?"

Loki hid a smile behind his book. "Yes, its quite entertaining."

You nodded, your gaze shifting to your miss matched socks. "Loki?" You voiced after a moment.

"Yes?"

You couldn't back down now. Loki wasn't trying to kill anyone and he wasn't enraged. "Ha- have you ever, um, you know what, nevermind. Sorry for bothering you." You turned to leave, but Loki blocked your path, giving you a start.

You gasped and he smirked. "You had a question for me?"

You loved his way of saying normal things but somehow turning them into a tease. It gave you butterflies but not in a romantic way, more so a playful way.

"Have I ever..." He started you off.

You sighed. "Had a play fight... Before?" You bit the inside of your cheek, suddenly overly-timid, your cheeks flushing red. You didn't know why this happened whenever you asked someone about themselves.

Loki stared down at you. "Have I ever had a play fight? Y/N, I have a brother." He chuckled.

"Right, just wondered." You nodded, showing you were ready to leave.

Loki ignored this. "Is it a war you're wanting, Y/N?" He knew how easily you turned pink and was relentless using this power against you. Loki smirked with a playful glint in his blue eyes. "Because if that's what you are wanting," He stepped away from the door, "You shall receive."

Loki knew how you liked play fights to go. He observed you and Peter almost everyday fighting each other and the banter between you.

Why is he always using that teasing tone with me, you wondered. He knows how it makes me feel...

While you were lost in your thoughts, Loki had placed a marker in his book and set it aside. He snuck up behind you and lifted you in the air and away from the black hole that was your mind.

You shrieked, not expecting him to initiate the battle, or that quickly. Loki laughed and tossed you on the bed, straddling you. "The least you could do is fight back, Y/N. Shy today, aren't we?" His voice dripping with playfulness.

You looked up into his eyes and, unwillingly, a smile accompanied your stare.

"Leaving it to me then, hm? I suppose I'll start." Loki's eyes shone with some devious plan no amount of staring could decode.

You felt yourself being flipped over swiftly and your hands held behind your back. "I've got you stuck now, Y/N. You best fight back." Loki sang.

You quickly tried to steal one of your hands away, but Loki was too strong. He just laughed again. "I suppose you can have your hands returned."

You took this as him giving up. As soon as you were back in control of your hands, you rolled over underneath Loki and grabbed his hands. You held them above your head. "Sounded like you were giving up for a moment." You said.

"Y/N, Y/N, I never surrender. I thought you knew that." Loki's eyebrow lifted slightly, causing you to blush again.

You saw Loki was only properly kneeling on one knee, so you grabbed his ankle that was planted by you and yanked it, causing him to fall on top of you. You pushed him off the bed using your legs, one of which he grabbed onto, forcing you on the floor with him.

You both landed in a position to form a cross, Loki underneath. He did not like being forced into submission. Loki planted his hand on your back and rolled you off of him. He was now on top.

"As it should be, me in control." Loki teased.

You wrapped yourself around one of his long legs and snaked your other leg around his other leg, immobilizing him.

"What do you say, Y/N? Im not so bad, now am I?" He rested his hand on the floor next to your side. "Now, to become the Soldier."

Your eyes widened in fear. Loki did not seem like the type of person to ever play like Steve.

Steve liked making you laugh when you warred. Countless times he had brought you to tears.

"Don't think I don't see your little fights, Y/N, I know exactly what you like." Loki hissed in your ear. Without warning, the hand a laid on the floor was placed on your side. You tensed immediately.

"Thats right, Y/N. Loki knows all." He smirked at your reaction. He suddenly picked you up again, flinging you onto his bed once more.

Loki quickly grabbed your wrists in one hand and held them above your head. Some spell suddenly held then together and weighed them down.

"You used magic, not fair!" You whined. Loki brought his hand onto your chest and hushed you.

"Its too late to establish rules, Y/N." Loki said. "Now, I do remember countless times when Captain poked your tummy," He half-whispered, "and other time he dragged his finger down your foot." He was relentless with the teasing. You began to turn red again.

"Why are you red? Afraid I'll know your secret? Or is it because you love the playful banter?" Loki smirked again.

Without warning, Loki drove his hand behind your ears, stroking ever so slightly. You giggled. "You can do better than that, Y/N." He teased.

"What happens if I tickle you here?" Loki asked, dropping his hands gently onto your armpit. He began to stroke the sensitive skin with his sharp nails, causing you to erupt into a small flood of laughter. "Good, Y/N, don't fight it and I may go easy on you." Loki said.

You thought for a moment. What if I don't want him to go easy on me? You clammed your mouth shut, revealing your decision.

"Alright then." Loki poked your tummy, earning a snrk from you. He liked this. He kept poking you all over untill you were howling. "Thats what I like to see." He said, hopping off of you and kneeling by the bedside.

Your eyes widened again. "Plehease Loki, nohoho!" You were still laughing from the tingly feeling that remained.

"Oh I think yes, Y/N. You love when the man of steel and the archer give these to you, why not me?" Loki slowly lifted your shirt, skittering his cold fingers across your exposed stomach, making you laugh loudly.

Loki blew gently on what he knew as your weak point and his fingers didn't stop either. You would not admit it to anyone, especially not the God of Mischief, but you didn't want it to stop. But eventually, all good things must come to an end.

Loki halted his fingers and breathe, and let you catch your breath. "Are you ready, Y/N?" He asked devilishly. You violently shook your head no. "Aw, too bad." Loki blew little baby raspberries all over your stomach and sides.

"I never knew it would come down to this, Y/N. I knew you were ticklish, but my goodness." Loki teased, planting a tiny raspberry on your usually immune neck. You screeched with laughter, and even Loki chuckled a little.

"You've had just about enough, Y/N. Ready?" Loki steadied his lips right above your belly button.

You screamed with laughter, alerting the Avengers as they stepped through the front door.

Loki stood up swiftly and removed the weight spell, teleporting onto his bed and continued his book. "You're all back early."

"What did you to Y/N?" Peter asked, slowly approaching you as you curled into a ball on Loki's bed.

"I'm not sure. Why don't you ask her?" Loki suggested.

"H-he tihihickled mehehe!" You exclaimed, reaching for Peter. "He tried to be like Steve when we fight!"

"Loki, explain what she means." Steve demanded.

"With pleasure." Loki transformed the room to how it was about 45 minutes ago, when you asked for a play fight. The group watched as Loki and Y/N played together. Tony smiled as he heard your laugh. Thor looked kindly at his brother.

"We'll have to include in wars more often." Clint commented as he watched Y/N getting red and fighting Loki back.

"Nohohoho!" You cried. Loki spidered your ribs while the others weren't looking. He smirked to himself.

Maybe Loki wasn't so bad with others after all.

[firelord-frowny]

SIGH so like. 

I’m doing some lil exercise/dance videos to work out and I’ve been so encouraged by the ~body diversity~ being featured in the videos. We’ve got buff dudes and buff ladies and skinny people and ~average~ people and chunky people and fat people and they’re ALLLL killing the workouts, even though they have varying degrees of what we think of as “fitness.” And like?? It’s encouraging to see that there’s no one singular Super Special body type that’s the only one that’s capable of being healthy and active and having a lot of energy and stamina. 

So, I broke the one rule of the internet and I looked at the comments for some STOOPIT reason. 

First comment I see is from a lady expressing gratitude and feeling encouraged by the presence of fat folks killing these workouts right along with ‘fit’ folks. She says,

The beautiful plump girls are making me feel less insecure about this workout! LOL. Can we please have more of this? I'd like to see some women or men my size trying to be and or remain healthy as well. :-) Thank you for this! Diversity matters!

Next comment I see is a reply from a hating ass, self-loathing ass, bitter ass ASS who’s like 

I understand cause i am fat as well but I find the insecurity and the shame to be helpful because no one should ever be contempt with being fat. When it comes to workout videos seeing overweight people losing weight does help but maintaining health while fat is delusional. These workout companies just put these people just to make people feel better and do not really care cause if those fat people become healthy then they would fire them and replace them with another fat person.

Like??? what the literal fuck is wrong with people that they can’t hear SOMEONE ELSE talk about the positive psychological impact of seeing people with their body type working out without feeling the need to show up and vomit negativity and shame all over them?? 

Nowhere did OP even say that people should be *content (not “contempt,” illiterate ass jerk) with being fat though if you ask me, people have every right to be content with however the fuck their body is, “healthy” or not. I’m just saying that’s not what the OP said.

This is literally one person witnessing someone else’s confidence and comfort, feeling threatened by it, and going out of their way to force that person to feel as much shame and self loathing as they do. 

And?? This whole idea that fat people ~should feel shame and insecurity because iT’s nOt HealTHY~ is so fucking transparent, because literally no one is going around harassing people with any other health issue under the sun, even if it is caused by ~lifestyle choices.~ Like jeez, smokers and drug addicts catch less shit for being “unhealthy” than fat people do, and the ONLY reason for that is that smokers and drug addicts can still fit the narrow-ass parameters of “attractiveness.” And I’m not even saying that smokers and drug addicts should be shamed and ridiculed, because they shouldn’t! They should be given access to resources to help them get healthy, and if they’re determined to Not Do That, then they should be given the tools to do what they want to do without hurting anybody else!

And I’ll say this: All three of the chunky folks in this video (a dude and two ladies) were almost literally twice my size. They’re killing the damn work out. They’re not out of breath. They’re not drenched in sweat. They’re not visibly uncomfortable. They’re not stopping to take breaks every 90 seconds.

You know who is??

ME!! 

Me, who no one (besides my sad sad mom) would ever think to describe as “fat” and who actual Fat Folks might even describe as thin. Me, whose dietary habits are of the sort that cause people to drop dead from heart attacks in their 40s or 50s. Me, who’s not nearly as strong or as enduring or as energetic as ANY of my heavy friends and family who eat way healthier and live way more active lifestyles.

I guaranfuckintee that all three of those chunky folks in that video have stronger hearts than mine. Shit, maybe they do have health issues I can’t possibly know about from looking at them, but that’s the damn point. ANYONE who eats a shit diet and doesn’t move their ass with any regularity is gonna have fuckin clogged arteries and low stamina and a weak immune system and be at higher risk for heart disease and strokes and cancer and general Death, REGARDLESS of their weight. 

If I’m going to feel “ashamed” of anything (which I’m not), it’s going to be the choices I’ve made and the habits I’ve allowed myself to develop that put my long-term health at risk. I’m NOT going to be ashamed of or embarrassed by my jiggly thighs or my extra Soft Tummy or my blubbery arms, because that’s all fucking irrelevant. If my body is meant to be smaller or firmer when I become someone who eats healthy and gets exercise, then that’s what will happen. And if I’m meant to stay jiggly, then I’ll just be fit and jiggly. Either way, I’m not about to waste my precious mental energy on feeling ~insecure~ because OTHER PEOPLE are superficial assholes when I could instead be feeling confident and proud of my choice and grateful for my ability to change my lifestyle in such a way that I stand a better chance of living longer and having a richer, more fulfilling life.

[niallsstainedcoffeecup]

The Nanny

Harry is sick, and forgets to tell Y/N, his daughter’s nanny, not to come in.  This fic was requested by the lovely @titanicbuff1912  I hope you like it.  Feedback is welcome.  Enjoy!  Lots of Love

          Harry swore if that red puppet sang about his world one more time, he would lose it.  The tiny toddler sucked down the orange liquid, green eyes trained on Elmo’s lessons. Harry sniffled, dragging a crumbled napkin across his swollen, red nose.  A cough rattled his throbbing lungs.  Why did he garden last weekend?  The weeds infected his poor immune system.  Luckily, his daughter did not catch his cold.  To think about caring for a poorly four-year-old and his illness haunted Harry’s mind.  He glanced at the curly-haired demon, lulling herself to sleep while Count von Count counted five bats.  Her curly tendrils slipped from the makeshift bun he tied this morning.  He gripped the remote, switching channels. His heavy lids begged his mind to drift into a sea of dreams.  He sighed, cuddling further into the leather couch.  For once, his mind did not settle on his album. Instead, thoughts of warm blankets and homemade soup entered his dreams.   *  *  *  *

          A doorbell and a small, chubby hand slapping his pale cheeks startled Harry awake.  His giggling daughter exposed her tiny, crooked teeth. “Daddy, I scared you,” She squealed. He smiled, “You did scare me, Selene.” He pressed a kiss to her warm forehead. His heart sank, hoping his daughter did not catch his cold.  The doorbell rang again, distracting his hazy mind.   “Someone is here,” Selene cheered, jumping up and down on the cushions. He stood up, tossing the blanket down. He opened his arms, catching a leaping Selene in his weak arms.  She clung to his neck, gabbing about Elmo’s stories.  He padded down the hallway, opening the front door.  He gasped, finding his daughter’s nanny on his doorstep.  He palmed his face, recalling he forgot to message Y/N.  Y/N took care of Selene while Harry recorded new songs at the studio. “Harry, I’m sorry.  I forgot the house key, and my friend wasted the gas in my car. How are you, angel?” She asked, cupping the little girl’s red cheeks. Selene giggled, leaning into her touch, “Good.  We are watching Elmo.” “Yeah, we are watching Elmo.  I forgot to message you.  I felt ill and decided to stay home today.  You are free from this toddler’s wrath today,” He cooed, tickling his daughter’s chubby tummy. Selene squealed, reaching for her.  She chuckled, grabbing the toddler from his noodle-like arms.   She bounced Selene on her hip, shrugging her shoulders, “I can stay.  You aren’t in the right place to take care of a toddler.  We planned a tea party for today, and we cannot push it back. We finally had Mr. Bear accept the invitation.” Selene nodded feverishly, “Mr. Bear returned from New York.” He chuckled, enjoying how comfortable Selene felt with her nanny. “Well, I cannot get in the way of your plans. Thank you,” He blushed. She stepped inside, dropping her purse near the front door.  She toed off her ratty sneakers, remembering his no shoe policy.  “You need a nap.  I can watch Selene while you sleep,” She ordered, unbundling the gray scarf from her neck. He grinned, “Thank you.” She nodded, watching him slink upstairs toward his bedroom.  The cool sheets sizzled against his heated skin.  Harry hoped his illness would wear off soon. *  *  *  *

          Y/N noticed Selene’s messy bun.  She smiled, imagining a poorly Harry fixing his daughter’s curly hair while hiding his illness from the eager girl.   “Selene, would you like me to braid your hair?” She wondered, plopping down beside the toddler. She nodded, “Can I look like Tangled?” She chuckled, nodding while she released Selene’s curls.  The curls fell in messy tendrils.  She combed through the hair, pressing kisses where Selene complained about painful tangles.  She braided the little girl’s beautiful hair, slipping in fake flowers that she surprised Selene with last year for her birthday.   “I look like a princess,” Selene squealed, eyeing the floral braid. She smiled at Selene’s reflection, “You always look like a princess.  Should I grab your crown?” “Yes.  I want the gold crown today.  You can have the pink one,” Selene mumbled. She nodded, helping the little girl slide off the bathroom counter.  Selene padded down the hall to her large bedroom.  Harry adored his daughter with his entire being, and everyone knew it once they stepped inside her bedroom.  Princess posters covered the pastel pink walls.   He even purchased a wardrobe filled with the best costumes a child could want.  He spoiled his princess.  Selene wrapped a feathery, pink boa around Y/N’s shoulders and placed a crown on the nanny’s head. “Do I look like a princess?” She wondered, posing with her hands on her hips. Selene giggled, shaking her head, “You are a queen.  Daddy can be the king.” Her smile faltered, “No, daddy is sick. He can play with us later.  Shall we sit everyone done?” Selene frowned but followed her instructions.  The toddler placed each stuffed animal in the correct chair while Y/N poured tea into the porcelain cups.  She left the room, grabbing the plate of brownies that she helped Selene bake yesterday.  She set the plate down, watching Selene’s eyes light up. “You can have a few brownies, but we will not spoil lunch,” She warned. Selene nodded, stealing a brownie from the plate.  The tea party began once Mr. Bear found his spot. *  *  *  *

          Harry’s aching throat woke him up after coughing for the fifth time. His red eyes peeled open, begging for eyedrops.  His weak arms propped his shivering body up.  He glanced around the dark room.  His eyes landed on a portrait of his wife and himself on their wedding day. His heart drummed a lonely beat the day she abandoned their life.  Y/N’s soft melodic voice drifted under his door and into his cold room. He smiled, slipping from the sheets. He shuffled downstairs, entering the bright kitchen.  His head throbbed from the sudden increase of light.  “Daddy, you are awake.  Y/N said I should draw you some get well cards,” Selene rambled on, jumping from the kitchen counters. The nanny spun around, “Selene, we do not jump from counters.  You could’ve hurt yourself.” The toddler pouted, “I’m sorry.” “It’s okay.  We do not want to see you get hurt.  We still love you,” She promised. “Y/N is right,” He croaked out. “You sound worse.  How about you show your daddy the cards while I pour him medicine,” She offered Selene. Selene’s nose crinkled with disgust, “I hate medicine.” He chuckled, grabbing the paper from Selene’s hands, “Wow, I love these cards.  I’ll hang them on the fridge.” “Here is the medicine.  I’m making a homemade chicken noodle soup.  My grandma always cooked this for me when I was sick,” She mumbled. He grinned, “Thank you.  You are a lifesaver.  I can watch Selene while you cook.” She shook her head, “You need rest.  Selene promised to help me with the soup.” Selene nodded proudly, “I am a chef.” He laughed, pinching his daughter’s dimples, “You are sweet.  I’m going to sleep.  Will you behave for Y/N?” Selene nodded, placing a tiny hand on her hip, “Daddy, I always behave.” He chuckled, leaving the kitchen.  Y/N lifted Selene back onto the cool counter. Selene wondered why her daddy had not married Y/N.   *  *  *  *

          A freezing hand brushed against Harry’s heated skin.  He tossed and turned, resisting the idea of waking up. “Harry, you need to wake up.  I finished the soup,” Y/N softly whispered. He groaned, “I don’t want to.” She chuckled, “I’ll bring Selene in here to wake you up.” His eyes opened, “I’m awake.  We do not need to bring in Selene.  She enjoys waking me up with a foot to my gut.” She giggled, helping him out of his bed, “I doubt that such a sweet angel would hurt her father.” He snorted, “Yeah, she’s nice to you.” They walked into the dining room. Selene grinned widely at her father, waiting patiently for soup.   “I’ll go get the soup,” Y/N mumbled. He chose to sit in the middle of Selene and Y/N.  She popped in with three bowls of soup balancing on her arms. “Let me help you,” He mumbled, standing abruptly to grab a bowl. “Thank you,” She blushed, feeling his warm skin brush against her skin. “Selene, I made your soup without chicken because I remembered that you do not like eating chickens,” She stated. Selene nodded, “Thank you.  Nana Anne has three chickens at her house.” He smirked, “Nana Anne also has cows, but you still eat burgers.” Y/N chuckled, “Well, who could deny a burger.” He rolled his eyes playfully at her. Selene sipped her soup, spitting the liquid out due to the heat radiating from the spoon. “It’s warm,” Y/N mumbled, forgetting she needed to remind the toddler. “Let me blow on it,” He stated, blowing on the little girl’s spoon. She tutted, “She’ll catch your illness. Let me blow on it.” He watched her move closer to Selene so she could blow on the child’s soup.  His heart fluttered at the image.  She acted as if Selene were her child.  He worried about finding a woman that loved Selene the same way he did, but maybe he was searching in the wrong places. *  *  *  *

          After lunch, Harry read a princess storybook until Selene fell asleep in her pink bed.  Y/N washed the dishes, humming softly to herself.  He rounded the corner, admiring the beautiful woman. “She fell asleep.  She loved the soup.  I haven’t seen her eat like that in a while,” He mumbled, plopping down on a nearby stool. She spun around, grinning widely, “She eats with me.  I remind her that a princess must always eat their food.  I also snuck chicken into her soup, and she loved it.” He smirked, “You are amazing.  How did you get so good at this?” She shrugged, “It’s easy when you raised such an amazing daughter.  I have never met a toddler with manners like Selene’s.” He blushed, “Well, I try to be a good parent.” She shook her head, stepping in between his legs, “Harry, you are an amazing parent.  You should never doubt that.  Selene loves you.” He smiled, cupping her cheeks, “I wouldn’t be able to do it without you.” She smiled, relaxing into his touch, “I think we should watch a movie.” He dropped his hand, watching her walk toward the living room.  He sat beside her, tugging her body into his arms.  She cuddled into his embrace, enjoying the warmth radiating off of him.   “I’m sorry, I love to cuddle,” He stated. She giggled, “It’s okay.  I heard that cuddling makes the sick feel better.” He nodded, watching the introduction scene to his favorite movie.  He sat up straighter, glancing down at Y/N. “This is my favorite movie.  How did you know?” She shrugged, smirking to herself, “Selene might have told me.” He smirked, “Well, let’s watch my favorite movie.” His heart raced each time she scooted closer to his body.  He hadn’t felt this complete since his wife. *  *  *  *

          Y/N stretched her aching limbs, opening her rested eyes.  Harry slept beside her, his eyelashes fluttered against his warm cheeks.  The movie credits rolled on the television screen.  She couldn’t believe she fell asleep in his arms.  She stood up, deciding she needed to check on the sleeping toddler.  Once she returned, she found the curly-haired man pouting and searching for her. “Where did you go?” He whined, throwing his head against the back of the couch. She giggled, plopping down beside him, “I needed to check on Selene.  I can’t sleep on the job.” He shrugged, “I heard that your boss is lenient.” She snorted, elbowing his arm, “You are a dork.” A shrill cry stopped him from making his next comeback.  Instead, the couple hurried toward Selene’s room.  Her eyes were screwed shut, and with every cry her face turned a darker shade of red.  He wrapped his arms around his daughter, rocking her back and forth while Y/N stood and watched. “You are okay.  It was a nightmare.  Daddy won’t let anything happen to you,” He promised. “I had a nightmare that you left me.  You left like mommy left us,” Selene cried out. He shook his head, cupping her cheeks, “I would never leave you.  I love you too much.” Y/N stood in shock.  Harry never mentioned his ex-wife, so she never asked about the absent woman.  She recalled her only memory about the woman was when Selene mentioned her mother named her after a Greek goddess.  Now, she understood why Selene and Harry guarded their broken hearts.  She could hear the toddler’s sobs quiet down into sniffles as she calmed down in her father’s arms. “Would you like me to grab Steph?” Y/N asked, searching for Selene’s favorite stuffed dragon. Selene nodded, waiting for her to place the purple dragon in her hands.   “Are you okay?” He asked, checking his daughter’s expression. Selene nodded, “Can I watch a movie with you?” He nodded, “Yeah, we can watch Tangled.” Selene wrapped her tiny arms around his neck, allowing him to carry her into the living room.  Y/N followed, gathering Selene’s favorite toy and blanket. “I love this movie,” He gushed, bringing a smile to his daughter’s face. Selene giggled, “Daddy, you don’t love this movie, this is my favorite movie.” He gasped, gripping his chest, “Why can’t we both love it?” Selene shook her head, doubling over with laughter.  Y/N giggled, watching him pout until Selene declared that he could love this movie too. During the movie, he sang every song out of key until the toddler begged her father to stop.  Once Rapunzel and Flynn Rider finished their duet, the little girl climbed onto Y/N’s lap and drifted off into a deep sleep.  Y/N couldn’t ignore the flutter in her heart, so she pulled Selene closer to her body.   *  *  *  *

          After dinner, Harry bathed Selene while Y/N tidied around the house.  Selene darted into the room in her Tangled pajamas.  She squealed, glancing back at Harry chasing her with the comb. “You need to comb your hair,” He choked out in between his heavy breathing. Y/N giggled, stopping him from his exasperated running, “I got this.” “Selene, would you like me to braid your hair like Rapunzel again?” She asked. Selene halted, nodding her head fervently.  After she fixed Selene’s hair, she handed the toddler to her father so he could sing her to sleep.  She listened to his soothing voice sing Selene’s favorite song.  The couple left the room once the little girl dozed off. “Thank you, I wouldn’t have been able to handle it all without you,” He whispered. Y/N waved him off, “I adore Selene.  It was no problem.” He nodded, stuffing his hands into his pockets, “Can I ask you a question?” She nodded, watching his eyes glance nervously into her own.  Her stomach churned with anxiety.  “Will you go on a date with me?  For the longest time, I searched for a woman like you.  I looked for someone who loved Selene and who Selene loved, and I found that woman in you,” He stuttered out. She smirked, cupping his blushing cheeks, “I’d love to go out with you.” He grinned, relaxing in her touch, “I’m glad.  Can I kiss you?” “How could it be happily ever after if we didn’t kiss?” She joked. He rolled his eyes playfully.  He leaned down, wrapping his arms around her waist.  She rocked onto the tips of her toes, draping her arms across his shoulders. Silence surrounded the happy couple. Harry’s lips brushed against her plump lips.  She deepened the kiss, tasting his pizza-flavored mouth.  She couldn’t imagine kissing anyone but him for the rest of her life.  He reluctantly pulled away from her luscious lips.  His forehead still pressed against hers.  The couple smiled at each other in complete bliss.  Harry finally found his queen.

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His hand had settled firmly against her spine from the moment she’d raised her drink to her pretty mouth and had stopped to stand next to his taller figure.  The close proximity between them seemingly left her unaffected, that was until his hand curled against her back and he shifted his weight ever so slightly so his shoulder now brushed her bare one. Curious eyes met his, clear and full of warmth and she swallowed visibly. Harry smirked and turned his head to nudge against her temple before kissing her soft hair, humming against her so quietly only she could hear. She smelled nice. It was a scent he had come to almost get high from and his eyes fell shut. 

“Harry,” she breathed and he welcomed it when her right arm wound around his waist.

Like a warmth he instinctively wrapped himself around her and pulled her side further into his chest so she was visibly part of him, even when er attention was diverted to one of their friends who kept up the conversation Y/N had long lost interest in. She struggled to breathe and at the same time only now did she feel like she was breathing. Now with her Harry so close.

Harry’s hand moved up and down Y/N’s back until it reached her shoulders and from there the back of her neck, where he let his fingertips linger just until he could feel the goosebumps he caused on her soft skin. Her heart dropped when she thought to hear him mumble soft words to her, proclaiming his need and adoration for her. Words that made her weak and melt in his hold.

Her hand curled around his wrist and she nodded, feigning to have heard what their mate was talking about when in reality she only heard Harry. Harry breathing, Harry sighing, Harry groaning lowly. Suddenly his hold tightened and finally the guy talking to his girl caught on. 

Matt raised his head and looked at Harry, seemingly only now realizing that he was holding on to Y/N in an almost territorial way.

“Wouldn’t you agree, Harry?”

Y/N could feel her boyfriend shrug against her shoulder and she whined when he pulled his hand from her hold, only calming once he squeezed her hip and let his hand rest there.

“You know what. Got to admit that it’s hard to pay attention with this one around.”

Mat grinned and Y/N smiled, though it didn’t go unnoticed by Harry that she turned further in his body, uncomfortable with Mat’s eyes back on her with a different sparkle in them than the one they’d held before. Her hand round Harry’s arm and he nudged his nose against her head briefly.

“M’gonna steal you for a bit.”

Though really it isn’t stealing when what you take with you is already yours. His arm slung around her shoulders and turned her away from Mat’s prying eyes before reaching to take her hand and interlace their fingers. His words made her tummy flutter and she clung to his wrist as he lead them to the exit of the bar their friends had dragged them to.

“Har, not so fast.” 

His strides slowed. Once outside Harry pulled her past the smoking people gathered near the door and continued to lead her around the building, only satisfied when the drunken chatter and laughs was no longer deafeningly loud. Y/N relaxed.  She met her boyfriend’s eyes and instantly recognized the emotion burning in them. She smiled.

“Harry, no.”

He grinned. His hand found her shoulder and her breathing hitched when he stepped closer.  Y/N’s back met the concrete wall and she welcomed his body with open arms, slinging them both around his neck as he leaned in to kiss her. She let her fingers push through his hair and when he groaned, it was a sound so lovely it had her eager to hear it again. They pressed together and knocked against the wall and he laughed before soothingly rubbing the spot at the back of her head she’d hit hard enough to make her whine.

His mouth settled against her cheek before traveling down to her jaw, where he left several more kisses until he suckled against her neck, aware of the affect that had on her.

“Are you alright there, love?” 

Y/N nodded. She kissed his temple before gently trying to push him off, laughing when he refused to move. 

“Harry.”

He ignored her warning and settled both hands against the wall right by her head, keeping her trapped. The kisses he placed on her skin warmed Y/N right up, making her immune to the cold air around them. Even though she still didn’t think where his mind was going was a smart idea, she wasn’t quite strong enough to refuse his mouth once it settled back on hers. Harry swallowed the soft noises falling from her throat and groaned himself upon feeling her fingers rubbing the back of his neck. Though his groans quickly turned into whines once her hands began pushing him off again.

“Harry,” Y/N repeated, taking a hold of his chin and forcing him to meet her eyes, “This isn’t a good idea.”

Her fingers curled around his jaw to keep his gaze on hers. His frown deepened when she smiled and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before pulling away completely. 

“We’re in an alleyway.”

The whispered excuse didn’t stop Harry from leaning in closer, close enough so she could feel his breath against her cheek.

“As if the idea of doing it in an alleyway is so far off,” Harry retorted, grin right back on his face.

“Well, it is to me. We aren’t doing that.”

His shoulders slumped dramatically and Y/N giggled when he whined. Though when he looked up and found her eyes again, they held humor.

“Even if I try to be extra quiet this time?”

Y/N slapped his shoulder and shook her head. “You’re an idiot.”

“Oi, that’s not nice.”

His hands rested on her waist and squeezed her, earning himself a giggle. Y/N stepped on her tiptoes so she could kiss him quickly, then she let her back rest against the building once more. 

“Sorry to ruin the fun,” she said insincerely and faked a pout. 

“If your problem is that we’re in public, I didn’t drink. And my car’s just down that street over there.”

“We can’t ditch our friends like that. If we go back inside now only to leave right away, they’ll know we’re only going home to have sex.”

Harry shrugged. “So?”

“So, that’s not an option! I don’t want them to give us grief about it and take the piss for the next months, which you know they would!”

But then his chest pressed against hers and his hands raised her arms so she wrapped them around his neck. Y/N felt like all air was knocked right out of her lungs. She let him cuddle her to his chest and smiled, noticing his hand shielding the spot she’d previously hurt. His mouth settled on hers again and kissed her, tongue eager and hands wandering inner seconds.

“Har-”

“Just couple minutes,” he kissed her again.

To be fair, doing it in an alleyway wasn’t an idea that hadn’t been tested out by others before, so it wasn’t too weird. But aware of her discomfort, Harry settled on hugging and kissing her, this time without the intention of lifting her up.

“Fine,” he reassured her quietly, breathing heavily against her jaw, “no sex. Yet. M’allowed to leave a hickey though?”

“So you can tell your friends that we had sex?” Her brows arched, “Don’t think so.”

Harry kissed her cheek and took a step back. “To make sure that Mat guy knows to better back off, actually.”

Y/N’s hand found his cheek in a gentle caress. She smiled softly at the expression of jealousy written all over his pretty face. Of course she’d felt Harry’s tension as he’d watched her talk to the handsome new member of their friendship group, and the way he’d made his presence known by practically wrapping her up entirely in his arms. But she hadn’t expected for him to feel seriously threatened.  A shriek fell from her mouth when he turned his head and bit her digit playfully. His hand reached for her body and he resisted the need to kiss her again, even when it got especially hard the longer her face wore that smile of hers he loved. He leaned in and his nose brushed her cheek. If they were to go back inside and face their friends again without having had sex first, then he at least wanted her lips to be red from kissing his.

Y/N stopped him by pressing her fingers against his mouth. “Harry, you know you don’t need to worry about him.”

“You don’t get it.”

She frowned. 

“The problem is him,” Harry elaborated, “how he eyed you up and down. Like I wasn’t even there.”

“Well, to his defense, he doesn’t know we’re together.”

“Yeah, us kissing and holding hands all night really wasn’t much of a sign, huh. We should’ve done it right there on a bar stool or something for him to maybe catch on.”

Y/N grimaced and pushed him back slightly. “Be serious.”

“I am. I seriously don’t like how he acts around you.” 

A shiver froze her body as the wind around them blew harsher against her skin and Harry was quick to shrug off his jacket and wrap it around her figure. Y/N thanked him quietly.

“You know,” Harry observed her features, reading discomfort in them, “we can have this conversation elsewhere if you want.”

“We don’t need to have it in the first place,” Y/N wrapped the jacket around herself tighter and did her best to smile, “You know there’s no one I would choose over you. I get that you didn’t like how persistent Mat was being, but c’mon, as if I would go for that.”

“Hm.”

Y/N nudged him and stepped closer so she could kiss his cheek. “I’ll much rather keep my funny boyfriend who suggests shagging in the middle of a bar just to scare a guy off.”

Finally, Harry laughed. His arms found her shoulders and this time when he pulled her in, it was to guide them both back around the building. She liked how well she fit into his side and how his heavy arm slung around her neck, gave her a sense of protection. Their mouths met briefly before they stepped back into the humid room of the bar, and though they did their best, they decided to give in to the need of being alone with the other after not more than ten more minutes.  Harry excused them both and Y/N interlaced their fingers, following him to his car, but not before she’d made a point to kiss him right in front of any curious friend who might have been looking at her or at him for too long.

this was supposed to be more on the angst side than fluff and funny, but it kinda took a different road. please let me know what you think. 

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“You lied to me.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Then why is your forehead so hot and covered in sweat?”

“It’s the heat.”

“It’s winter. And snowing.”

“I’m cold, then.”

“No, you have a cold, probably even the flu!” (Y/N) plonked herself on the blue dragon’s bed, her star-striking eyes feathered with elegant lashes showing sympathy, plus a pinch of pique. “Why didn’t you tell anyone, Abi? You’re the only one who constantly over-exerts yourself in every battle.

“I don’t…”

“You fight with a sword without giving yourself so much as a breather, and then use your dragon power that gives you paralysis in return. That’s what you call ‘over-exertion’.” She placed her hand on his forehead as she compared her own temperature. “And now you’re bedridden.”

“Don’t tell the others. It’s humiliating.”

“They already know. It’s pretty obvious.”

Abi grumbled. “Then don’t let them come in-- their voices are ear-wretching enough from here as is.”

(Y/N) sighed. “Well, at least you’re still you.” She picked up the metallic tray of empty bowls and teacups and headed for the room’s entrance. “I’ll come back with a wet cloth for your forehead. So in the meantime, stay.”

“I’m not a dog.”

“Oh, and also,” she called out as she popped her head through the door again, “do you have a soup preference?”

His eyes opened just that little bit more, and his cat-like eyes seemed to turn into a puppy’s. He pulled the blanket up to his nose, and his words were muffled as he replied with some embarrassment.

“Huh? What was that?”

“...Zenzai…”

“The one with the mochi?”

Frowning like a child, too prideful to admit his guilty pleasure, he stiffly nodded.

(Y/N) giggled to herself, giving him a thumbs up, before closing the door behind her. Abi, meanwhile, sank further into his bed, his deep ocean-blue hair splayed across the pillows of cottony comfort. Why me, his thoughts chanted. What good am I to my king like this?

Knowing the dragon warriors, he was surely making a fuss already, Abi predicted. And he wasn’t wrong; as soon as (Y/N) had set foot out of the blue dragon’s quarters, she was swarmed by three other dragons.

“How is he? Is he okay, (Y/N)?” Zeno fretted.

“How weak is he to let himself catch some cold? What an idiot.”

“It’s my fault as his brother for not having noticed the signs sooner...”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. “It’s just a bug, guys. It’s been going around the castle-- I’m surprised none of you are sick, either.”

“We’re tough, unlike that half-assed kid in there,” Shuten pointed to his room, followed by a bonk on the head by Guen.

“Can’t you have a heart for once? He’s our brother. We should be helping him recover quickly.”

“Uhm, he actually told me he doesn’t want to see any of you… It’s probably better he rests for now, anyway.”

“What!? And you call me heartless, Guen! That bastard.”

(Y/N) shushed the dragons, desperate for hers to get the rest he deserved. “Just keep yourselves busy. Surely that can’t be too hard.”

“And do what?”

Shoving the tray of dishes into Shuten’s hands, she shooed them away from the room’s vicinity, complying with Abi’s wishes for peace and quiet.

The bug has been pretty bad lately, she pondered, hoping no-one else would get sick. One ill warrior was enough for her to handle. Swiftly, she scurried to the kitchen to make a start on his favourite soup.

…

The sweet scent of the sticky delicacy mixed with a red bean fragrance wafted to his nose the moment she re-entered his room, stirring him enough from his drowsiness to feel the butterflies in his tummy flutter with her return. Her company was a kind that he welcomed gladly, which was saying something, considering his lack of welcoming nature at all. She made him feel like a normal person again, as opposed to some monster the public makes him out to be.

“I made it to your liking as best as I could. I’m not a chef, so don’t hate me if your health worsens.”

“It smells good…”

“I made you some more green tea, too. I heard it’s good for your immune system.”

“But… we don’t even have camellias in the kingdom…”

“I went for a walk,” she smiled. “I hope I didn’t take too long.”

“In the snow? You’ll get sick, too…”

“Stop talking. Eat your soup,” she ordered as she shifted his pillows so he would sit upright. She made herself comfortable by his side as she sat cross-legged on his large double-bed next to his lying figure.

He let her spoon-feed him as he couldn’t even feel his limbs anymore. The warm liquid travelled down his throat and he was instantly overcome with a melting sensation of pure bliss and satiate. It was exactly what he needed.

“...Good?”

“Good.”

“You should stay sick all the time. I don’t think I’ve heard you compliment my cooking before, let alone me.”

“You’re just too forgetful to remember…”

“Care to refresh the memory of a forgetful nurse?” she smirked as she fed him another spoonful, feeling great relief every time he greedily gulped the soup.

“You’re my forgetful nurse…”

(Y/N)’s face was instantly painted a bright red. “Y-You’re not supposed to say that out-loud! No-one knows about us, yet!” she whisper-yelled. To her surprise, he giggled.

“You’re the least annoying out of everyone, you know...”

“And you’re delirious.” Putting down the bowl of soup, she wrung a piece of cloth from a bowl of icy water and placed it on his sweating brow. “I didn’t even put alcohol in the soup, and now you’re acting all funny on me.”

“You’re funny.”

“...Finally someone who agrees with me.”

“And beautiful…”

Her heart skipped a beat, and it was enough to make her feel like she was on cloud nine. She had to stop what she was doing and cover her face from his heart-stealing gaze, convinced he could see her heart parading about inside her chest.

“That must be some fever you’ve got.”

“I mean it.”

“...Really?”

He nodded. His eyes suddenly began to grow weary and she could see the struggle to stay awake. After recomposing herself, she fixed his pillows again and pulled the blanket up to his chin while gently wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Can you… stay…?” he panted. His hand search blindly for hers as his eyes remained closed to combat the onset vertigo.

She caught his hand in hers, giving it an affectionate squeeze. “Of course.”

“Can you sing… for me?”

“Sorry, that’s way too much to ask.”

“Please? I… like your voice...”

She sighed, hating the feeling of obligation to abide his request. Nonetheless, she pushed through her embarrassment and softly sang her go-to melody, slowly lulling the not-so scary dragon man into a child-like slumber of needed peace. She watched his lips curve upwards the more she sang, and her confidence was boosted.

When Abi wouldn’t let go of her hand, despite her being convinced he was in a deep sleep, she let herself lay down next to him, her other hand gently caressing his hot cheeks of rosy red. Slowly, she succumbed to the lulling of his soft breathing and drifted to sleep with him.

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happy birthday!!! word: butt character: yuuri katsuki

Oh geez anon, what have you done??? Ha ha ha here comes your 5+1, Five Times Victor admired Yuuri’s butt from a far and one time… he got a bit closer… lol (The whole thing is under the cut, just in case although not super NFSW, it is all about Yuuri’s butt ha ha)

Thank you so much for the birthday wishes and for prompting me in the Nerd Birthday Game!!!

1.

It would have been completely inappropriate, despite everything that had already happened, for Victor to grab the luscious backside of the man currently grinding against him. They had danced and laughed, bodies pressed tight for the better part of the night, but Victor had managed to restrain himself, only slipping over the gentle beginning of the glorious curve on a handful of occasions. Now though, Yuuri was draped over him again, hips pressed together tighter than needed for a selfie.

“Viiiccctooorrr,” Yuuri slurred, lying his head on Victor’s shoulder as soon as the picture was successfully snapped, “you’ll be my coach, right? I beat everyone tonight!” Nuzzling closer, Yuuri wrapped his arms around Victor’s waist.

His whole body was on fire as Victor tried to make his hands behave. Yuuri was leaning into Victor’s side, the champagne tainted breath ghosting over Victor’s neck and slowly peeling away the layers of his resistance. When Yuuri shifted again, Victor’s hand moved under the loosened dress shirt making contact with the softest skin Victor had ever felt. The waistband of Yuuri’s briefs was tempting the tip of Victor’s pinky finger and in a moment of weakness, spurred by the happy hum of Yuuri against Victor’s adam’s apple, Victor let his hand begin to drop.

“I’m sorry about this Victor,” a deep voice behind them said, a hairy arm breaking the space between them to pull Yuuri away. Celestino hoisted his skater to his hip, and spoke the last of his apology only with his concerned eyes as he carried the staggering body of Yuuri Katsuki from the ballroom.

“Victor… Victor… Victor…” teased another voice, causing Victor to spin around and face Chris. “What are we going to do with you?” Smirking, Chris ruffled Victor’s hair and moved away, swaying his underwear clad hips with his pants slung over his shoulder.

It had been the best night of Victor’s life and he had failed to capitalize on it or even give Yuuri his phone number. Glancing down at his own phone, Victor sighed, grateful to at least have photographs to remember it all.

Especially the photograph of Yuuri, suspended on a pole with his arm extended toward Victor. The man had a beautiful everything, and Victor was determined to find him again.

2.

Had Yuuri gotten even more irresistible in the months of his mystery absence from their joint sport? Pressing play on the YouTube video for a fifteenth time, Victor concluded that, yes, a slightly heavier Yuuri Katsuki was definitely doing things to him. The soft appearance of Yuuri’s cheeks made Victor want to trace the hidden cheekbones with his finger tips. The squishy roll of Yuuri’s tummy, exposed every time his t-shirt lifted with the force of a turn, made Victor want to cuddle against it for a long nap.

But his butt. Oh that beautiful plump butt was messing with Victor’s mind in a real way. It flexed and moved under Yuuri’s trainers demonstrating the still existing strength in the muscles while also looking so gloriously round and ready to be squeezed.

Victor threw his phone. It landed with a soft thud on the other side of the couch as he stared down at Makkachin. “Any interest in going to Japan?” he asked out loud, waiting for the bark of confirmation. When it came, with a tail wag and a silly flop of Makka’s tongue, Victor was already decided. Retrieving his phone from its landing place, he promised himself only five more viewings of the video. Then he would book his one way ticket to the rest of his life.

3.

Victor bribed Mari to borrow her bike. After three days of running with Yuuri to the ice rink, Victor knew that he had to find away to be faster than Yuuri Katsuki.

He had run into four railings, fallen down two (thankfully small) flights of stairs, and in one really horrible turn of events run directly into the ocean. Yuuri running in front of him was bad news.

Because Yuuri wasn’t quite in shape yet, so there was this hint of jiggle still bouncing with every jogging step and Victor was memorized like a cat following the always out of reach red dot. The butt was perfectly round and only a few feet in front of his hands every time they set out together. Once he had reached for it, his self-restraint pathetically snapping like a tired rubber band as his mind became a Yuuri-centric mush of lust. At the last second he had gained sense, throwing himself into the ocean to drown his embarrassment in a wave of water.

He had two choices… somehow convince Yuuri to run in a giant plastic bubble or find a way to finally touch the sacred butt.

4.

You have to be kidding me, Victor’s mind screamed in anguish as Yuuri stood under the water shower completely nude with the intent of sinking into the onsen afterwards. The droplets ran down Yuuri’s back, slipping like teasing beads over the perfectly shaped derriere that was haunting Victor’s dreams. The muscles flexed and Victor could almost hum a rhythm to the rise and fall of his favorite pair of cheeks. When Yuuri turned to face him, stepping toward the edge of the water, Victor wondered briefly how unsafe it would be to dunk his head into the boiling water.

Then Yuuri decided to stretch and Victor decided that this was the way he was going to die. Accidentally drowning in the onsen while trying to drive the aching need to hold Yuuri’s backside out of his brain. Grabbing a towel, Victor leaned back and covered his eyes, praying for death to take him.

“You alright?” Yuuri asked sliding in next to Victor, misjudging the space between them and partially sitting on Victor’s lap for an awkward millisecond. “Opps! I’m sorry!” scrambling to the other side of the water, Yuuri looked anywhere but Victor.

Under his towel mask, Victor was restraining his need to scream. For a brief moment, that glorious god-made ass had touched his skin and his brain was screeching in high-pitched incoherent Russian about the occurrence. “No harm, no foul!” Victor chirped from under his hiding place, lying through his teeth, because his self-control and sanity had both been harmed and fouled.

5.

“Victor?”

The call from the bathroom was sweetly hesitant and Victor pushed from the bed to move toward the door. “Everything okay, Yuuuri?” Leaning against the wall, Victor waited patiently for the answer.

“I can’t get the zipper up on my own. Would you…” Yuuri paused and Victor lifted an eyebrow toward the still closed bathroom door. When it opened, Victor’s heart dropped out of his body. “Could you zipper it?” Turning around, Yuuri stood in the black costume from Victor’s youth, the tantalizing back zipper laying against the slope of Yuuri’s number one feature.

He had been doing so well, Victor thought regrettably as he pushed from the wall. He hadn’t injured himself due to distracted staring in at least forty eight hours and he had managed not to become dehydrated from drooling in at least a week. Slowly he was building an immunity to Yuuri Katsuki’s butt, and he was quite proud of his own perseverance.

Moving behind Yuuri to reach for the zipper, Victor felt all of his progress disappear in an onslaught of indecent thoughts. The fabric separated right at the curve of Yuuri’s back, the resting place of the hidden zipper giving Victor no choice but to graze his fingers against the holy grail of skaters’ asses. When his skin touched the black fabric, pulled taut over the magnificent mound of holy flesh, Victor sucked his breath in through his teeth. Forcing himself to concentrate, he painstakingly slid the zipper up to close the back of Yuuri’s costume.

Then Yuuri, as the wickedly naive human who he was, decided to bend forward. “Well, I can move in it, so it isn’t too tight,” he stated casually, folding himself in half to grab his own toes. “And it looks alright doesn’t it?”

Staring directly at the perfectly presented ass lined directly in front of Victor’s growing hardness, he whispered, “it’s perfect, never take it off. EVER.”

That night, Victor showered in cold water until his teeth chattered hard enough to give himself a headache.

Plus 1

“Victor?”

There was never a time when the sound of his name coming from Yuuri’s mouth, wouldn’t make Victor’s entire world feel like it was being lit on fire. It didn’t matter if the sound was commanding or irritated like it sometimes was in practice or if it was soft and timid the way it was now; Victor simply loved hearing Yuuri say his name.

Toweling his hair dry, Victor stepped from the bathroom to discover Yuuri nestled in Victor’s bed. “What’s this?” he asked, the hope circling his mind, heart, and groin in fascinating spirals. They had officially been a couple for a little over a week, but Yuuri still escaped to his bed every night, leaving Victor to his daydreams of something more.

“Can I stay here tonight?” There was a nervous tilt to Yuuri’s voice as he anxiously surveyed Victor’s face. “I am… I don’t know… because we leave tomorrow…” Yuuri’s thoughts trailed off as he chewed on his bottom lip.

Dropping his towel on a chair, Victor walked carefully over to the bed. Calmly, he pulled back the sheets and let himself slide in next to his boyfriend. It was warm and welcoming, and Victor felt himself melt as Yuuri curled, cheek down on Victor’s chest. “Nervous?” Victor let his fingertips trace the line of Yuuri’s spine, stuttering to a halt at the waistband of Yuuri’s sleep pants.

“I guess…” The whisper tickled Victor’s skin as Yuuri spoke. “You know…” nervous brown eyes peered up at Victor, “you can touch it.”

“What?” Victor exhaled, pressing his palm flat against the small of Yuuri’s back. It had to be a dream or a massive jump to conclusions for Yuuri to actually be talking about the part Victor wanted to hold the most. He had wanted to get his hands on the butt for months, and his brain was short-circuiting with the possibility of it actually happening.

“I see you staring at it sometimes.” Yuuri was blushing, but he was still holding Victor’s gaze. “I don’t mind if you want to-”

Not letting his boyfriend finish the sentence, Victor shifted Yuuri on top of him and slid both hands down the back of Yuuri’s cotton pants. Fingers squeezing the toned cheeks, Victor was convinced Yuuri’s ass was meant to be his erotic stress ball. Kneading into the perfect muscle, Victor hummed happily while Yuuri embarrassingly chuckled against his neck.

And from that day forward, Victor happily grabbed Yuuri’s butt with cocky exhilaration that he was the only one allowed to do so.

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Episode 5 - they finally swapped us - Austin

I’m taking more of a leadership role on this tribe, trying to make more calls with the challenge. On a smaller tribe it is less risky to do that, and also more risky to go to tribal if people find a reason to target you its easy to get numbers. Dylan especially is a worry for me, in the past he has turned on me for absolutely no reason, so idk how much I can trust him. Dan seems ok, he gave us good intel about the other tribe. Still makes sense to vote him out if we go to tribal though lets not make enemies out of the og tribe just to save one guy.

Tribe swap. Honestly I’m not freakin out abt it bc I’ve got Stephen & Austin who’ve both been pretty good in challenges so. Hopefully I can Michelle my way to the merge Even seems chill he’s just got a russel hantz profile picture which is a lil susp Although I’ll admit I’m a lil sad this is a cooperative challenge bc I really don’t work well cooperatively. Especially when these people are choosing words like CAT and WASHINGTON DC have y’all never played scattergories the object is to get the most random ass answers. We can’t put Unagi that’s way too common, we gotta put UNI, which means sea urchin & is a delicacy. If someone else puts uni I would literally cry I’d be such a clown Xiomara? BITXH have y’all seen Jane the Virgin? Hell no!! We putting Serena spelled with an X. She’s a character in a short story I wrote it’s a real name look it up. Sorry to rant I just can’t believe one of these boys chose Cat. Cat. R u joking

So after 4 straight wins from my tribe they finally swapped us. Dylan, me, eric,and stephen from my og tribe long with dan from the other tribe. I like it and think we are gonna do well together.  Dan told me sunshine said I was trustworthy which I appreciated.  I dont wanna lose any challenges but if we do I feel maybe i should try and save dan? Idk i wanna be a lil more risky then i usually play in other games. Just gotta see what happens but idc to flip for my own game to do better.  

LOCK & MANCALA. LOCK & MANCALA mancala is like the most famous board game WHY did we choose that I said to go with Master Trainer: Pokémon why was that not CHOSEN I hope we lose so I can get voted out & be remembered as this seasons biggest bitch

My tummy is saying Fuck rn. I don't know how this tie breaker is gonna go

So what I am thinking it is going to be like is between Keegan and Coco but like Coco is my number 1 out here rn. Glo says she will protect me and Im trying to see what chips is feeling but I feel even when he says things Im like is this legit? Keegan wants to try working with me. I have to weigh my options but if I vote people from OG Musquodoboit tribe I upset everyone else there, if I vote Keegan, Who knows where on the totem pole I can be with the OG tribe.

It has been brought to my attention that the person I’ve been referring to as ‘even’ is actually dan. ukmmmmmmmmmmm okcay also MICHELLE let’s keep this Queen energy to the merge 😈😈

I think I’m cursed. This will be the fifth tribal council in a row I’m attending. Like how does this even happen? And of course I had to be dumb enough to step up and do the tie breaker which sent us to tribal. At first glance this could very well be the end of my game. Getting swap fucked is becoming a personality trait of mine at this point. However, Heather and I have been messaging and she said she’s going to talk to Chips and see about making a move to keep me in the game. I’m not sure who we’d vote out between Coco and Gloria but honestly I don’t care as long as I stay in the game.

Hosts, Admins and VL. I made a chart that went like 6 layers deep in before it would deadend and I’m like “oh okay it must be at the 6 layer mark”. Nope I got down to 8 layers (T1 was the first) and I feel like it’s either claimed or it’s down that path. In other news, my two biggest obstacles is the OG other tribe -_- me forgetting the other tribe’s name. The second obstacle is Kyle. Kyle thinks he runs the joint and I just play a “Sheeple” game when in reality I’m trying to make small moves to further myself in the game. Kyle and Livingston are close and Kyle, myself and Darcy are tight. Sunshine is the odd one out and a easy boot.

Update since recording, I think Chips is leaning more towards keeping Keegan oof im a swing vote then oof

Maybe I’m just getting massively played right now but I currently have an alliance chat with Heather and Chips and we’re deciding on voting Coco or Glo. And I have Coco asking me if I’d vote for Glo. Maybe I’m being bamboozled but this is actually looking a little bit promising for me staying in the game right now. I don’t want to get my hopes up too much. The last time that did I got annihilated.

Did I just suggest a Chips blindside? I- don't know. I am AHHHH. I am in a bad position next round that's FOR SURE

So unfortunately we are going to tribal. At first I thought Keegan would be an easy vote BUT Chips started playing dirty. He made a chat with Heather&Keegan and tried to form "majority" with them. They were discussing whether to eliminate me or Glo. I'm not having it. Heather and I came up with the plan to blindside Chips because he probably wouldn't see it coming. I kept telling Chips I was SO worried,SO nervous because none is talking to me but it's just all an act. Hopefully we can get rid of either Chips or Keegan tonight and even flush an idol if they use it on Keegan.

So ummm, Operation Chips Gone is under way. I am HELLA nervous! Idk if this is gonna work but I feel HELLA bad.

ok Chips has turned on me saying I am weak link on tribe and wants me voted out with Keegan staying safe, Heather and CoCO are in alliance with me and tipped me off. So our vote is CHIPS. but we all three fear the idol situation. So I may not survive but calling me weak link who beat Chips ass in Scavenger hunt and came from behind to do so lol yeppers Glo beat Chips. Anyways it might be good bye GLO GLO tonight and if so I did my best. That would be end for me I guess. <3 GLO <3

I think if we were on larger tribes and the challenge was different I might have thrown it. Bit as it is tribal only presents three options: a) vote out dan, which is not a big move or anything and is not going to change much. b) save dan, and vote out someone from my og tribe, which would piss off 8 other people I had ground work with, and c) Dan pulls something out of his ass and survives, voting one of us out. So yeah, no good scenarios for my long term game at tribal. However without it I can keep my relationships while also building new bridges with Dan that could help come merge and further.

If Glo is truly the vote tonight, I’m probably going to cry. Not even going to sugar coat it. I’ll be crying. She’s just so pure and so nice and just this incredible person. I’m trying to not let it sway my judgement too much. I’m tearing up just thinking about her leaving. But if Heather and Chips are being honest with me and not conspiring against me they’ve both said they’d vote for Glo. And all I need to do right now is stay in the game. Against all odds, I might just manage to stay in the game in a disasterous 4v1 swap. The biggest downside after this is getting Evan(?) back from Oak Island. I’m praying he’s not close with Heather and Chips or I might not survive another tribal.

So we got swapped onto a tribe of 5... and lost the first immunity challenge on that tribe. Keegan is the obvious vote since he got swapped onto our tribe. I'd rather not. Spent all day lying to Glo telling her I was going to vote him. If for some reason that's not the case and Glo doesn't go, cool. I got gamed. Also, I'm in an alliance chat with Heather and Keegan and lowkey I love it. I want to see this be a final 3 but I'm not going to get ahead of myself.

Conspiracy theory: coco, glo & Keegan voted out chips, heather on the outs. No fucking clue why but it’s the only thing that makes sense. This whole game is so scary I’m like watching blindsides & murdering happening & im just chillin on the sidelines

KEEGAN SURVIVED! I’m so happy for him! That’s all I wanted. Hopefully Keegan and Dan can make merge. I wanna throw the F14 immunity to send home Sunshine but that’s just a thought. I always said my two biggest obstacles were the OG other tribe and Kyle. That’s still true but maybe there’s hope for the first obstacle!

Oh damn, I didn’t see that coming. There are two possible situations here: 1) That Keegan managed to pull two votes in with promises and shit, and 2) That there was a pre-existing alliance against Chips (and others) that I wasn’t aware of. This is worrying, not only did I just lose someone I wanted to work with but it shows I’m not that aware of what’s going on. Not good.

I watched the tribal council. Keegan wasn’t even on the chopping block which is great. Glo seems like a lovely lady and seems easy to bond and manipulate. Great for me 🐍. Our alliance including Dan, with Keegan and his allies can make a strong group and potential majority. I feel like at merge I can play my cards right and secret pull strings.

Chips was voted out which is honestly a big surprise to me but at least I’m still here! Who survived a 4v1 Swap Fucking? This guy!