#i saw the plushy too and was immediately like ‘hmm…’

[netscapenavigator-official]

DankPods bringing a friend’s Ford F-250 on Garbage Time, and the friend immediately getting clocked as a furry in the comments for having a fox plushy in the truck is actually so funny. 😭

[alltheeya]

Fluffy bunny || l.hs

genre: established relationship, fluff

word count: 1.8k

notes: endearment (heeseung calling the reader "angel"), enha members appearance

It was a regular day, and Heeseung found himself wandering around a mall after finishing his schedule early. As he strolled past a store window, something caught his eye—a display of plushies. Among the rows of stuffed animals, a particularly cute one stood out: a fluffy bunny with floppy ears and big round eyes.

Without thinking too much, Heeseung walked into the store and bought it. There was no special occasion, no grand reason—he just thought it was something you would like. And maybe, just maybe, he wanted to see your smile.

Later that evening, when they met up after their practices, Heeseung casually pulled the plushie out of his bag and handed it to you. “Here,” he said, his tone almost nonchalant, like it wasn’t a big deal. “I saw this and thought of you.”

You blinked at the plushie in his hands, your eyes widening with excitement. “Oh my gosh!” you squealed, taking it gently like it was the most precious thing in the world. “Hee, it’s so cute!”

You immediately hugged the bunny, your fingers squeezing it as you made tiny squeaky noises of delight. “It’s so soft! Look at its little ears!” you exclaimed, squishing its face with an adorable intensity that made Heeseung blink in surprise.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at your reaction. “You really like it that much?”

“Like it? I love it!” you said, holding the plushie up like it was a prized possession. you gave him the brightest smile, your eyes practically sparkling. “Thank you, Hee. This is the cutest thing ever.”

Heeseung felt a strange warmth in his chest, your reaction more than enough to make his random purchase worth it. He hadn’t expected you to be this happy over a simple plushie, but seeing you so excited made him silently note to himself: Buy her cute stuff more often.

As you continued gushing over the bunny and imagining what kind of “personality” it would have, Heeseung watched you with a soft smile. You looked so carefree and radiant, your  happiness infectious. It was adorable, but Heeseung couldn’t help but feel a little left out.

“So,” he started, raising an eyebrow and smirking slightly, “You like the bunny more than me?”

You gasped dramatically, clutching the plushie tighter to your  chest as if shielding it from Heeseung. “Heeseung! How could you say that?” you teased, feigning offense.

Heeseung smirked, leaning closer with a raised brow. “I’m just asking. You seem pretty attached already,” he said, nodding toward the bunny in your  arms. “Do I need to be jealous?”

You tilted your  head, your  lips curling into a mischievous grin. “Hmm… I don’t know,” you said, pretending to think. “This bunny doesn’t tease me as much as you do. It’s soft, it’s cute, and it’s very well-behaved.”

Heeseung rolled his eyes playfully, crossing his arms. “So, it's a competition now? Should I start being fluffier and cuter for you?”

You  laughed, reaching out to poke his cheek. “You already are, Hee,” you said with a warm smile, pinching his cheek. “But the bunny is a close second.”

Heeseung let out a mock sigh of defeat, shaking his head. “We’ve spent months together and this bunny got 5 minutes and it’s already stealing you from me.”

You  giggled and leaned forward, your  free hand tugging gently on his sleeve. “You know you’re my favorite,” you said softly, your gaze meeting his.

“Even more than the bunny?” he asked, his voice teasing but with a hint of genuine curiosity.

“Definitely,” you assured him with a playful wink. Then, you held up the plushie. “But don’t worry, you both have a special place in my heart.”

Heeseung chuckled, ruffling your hair lightly. “Good to know, Angel. But just so you remember, I’m the one who got you that bunny.”

“And I love you for it,” you replied with a grin, hugging the plushie and giving Heeseung a quick, cheeky side-eye.

Heeseung shook his head in mock exasperation, muttering under his breath, “I’m competing with a stuffed toy now.” But the fond smile tugging at his lips gave away just how much he adored you and your quirky reactions.

Heeseung chuckled, resting his chin on his hand as he watched you. “Don’t you think it needs a name?”

You paused, your eyes narrowing in thought as you gazed at the plushie. “Hmm, you’re right. It does need a name…”

Before you could continue, Heeseung smirked, leaning in slightly. “It can be... I dunno... like our child?”

You blinked, caught off guard. You stared at him for a moment before bursting into laughter, nearly toppling over with the plushie still in your arms. “Our child?” you repeated, your tone incredulous but amused.

Heeseung shrugged nonchalantly, though the teasing glint in his eyes gave him away. “Why not? You’re already treating it like it’s real. Might as well make it official.”

You shook your head, still laughing as you looked down at the bunny. “Okay, Dad. If it’s our kid, then you get to help pick the name.”

“Hmm…” Heeseung tapped his chin dramatically, pretending to think hard. “How about... Fluffball?”

You groaned playfully. “Heeseung, no. That’s so basic!”

“Fine, fine,” he said, holding his hands up in surrender. “You pick, Angel.”

You stared at the bunny for a moment, your lips pursed. “How about… Bunji?”

“Bunji?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah! It’s cute, right? ” you said, tilting your head. “Like a little nickname. Bunji!”

Heeseung chuckled, shaking his head. “You’re something else, you know that? But fine, Bunji it is.”

You grinned triumphantly, holding the bunny up like a trophy. “Welcome to the family, Bunji!”

Heeseung shook his head, watching you with a fond smile. “I still can’t believe I’m competing with a stuffed animal.”

“Competing? Don’t be silly,” you  said, leaning toward him with a teasing smile. “You’re the one who made me fall for Bunji in the first place. So technically, it’s all your fault.”

“Great,” Heeseung muttered, rolling his eyes with mock exasperation. But as you leaned your head against his shoulder, still clutching the bunny, he couldn’t help but think he’d gladly buy you a million more Bunji’s just to see you this happy again.

A few weeks pass by with you cuddling Bunji every night, often sending his picture to Heeseung as the two of you text ‘good night’. One day, you looked at Bunji with sad eyes. You and your friends are going on a trip for two weeks which means Bunji will be alone for a while. But then, an idea popped into your head…

You stood in front of Heeseung with Bunji cradled in your arms, your expression serious despite the soft plushie nestled against your chest. You two were in a quiet corner of the company building.

“It’s your turn to watch over Bunji,” you declared, holding out the bunny plushie toward Heeseung.

He blinked, staring at you and the plushie. “Wait, what?”

“I’m going on a trip, Hee. I won’t be home for two weeks,” you explained, your tone as if this were a matter of utmost importance. “Bunji can’t stay all alone, so it’s your responsibility to take care of him now. You’re the dad.”

Heeseung stared at you, then at Bunji, then back at you. “Angel, you do realize this is a plushie, right?”

Your eyes narrowed, and you placed Bunji into his hands, crossing your arms. “Excuse me, Bunji is part of our family. Don’t act like he’s just a plushie.”

Heeseung couldn’t help but laugh at how serious you were about it. “Okay, okay. I’ll take care of Bunji while you’re gone. But… are there instructions or something? Does he have a bedtime?”

You tilted your head, pretending to think. “Hmm… he doesn’t need a bedtime, but he does need cuddles, especially if you’re watching movies. Oh, and don’t leave him in random places, okay? He doesn’t like being forgotten.”

Heeseung grinned, playing along. “Got it. Cuddles during movies and no abandonment. Anything else?”

You leaned in, your expression softening. “Just… take care of him. It’s silly, I know, but Bunji kind of makes me feel like home. So… if he’s with you, it’s like I’m there, too.”

His teasing demeanor faded, replaced by something gentler. He nodded, holding Bunji a little closer. “Don’t worry, Angel. I’ll take good care of him.”

You  beamed, clearly satisfied. “Good. I expect updates, by the way. Photos, videos—proof that Bunji’s okay.”

Heeseung laughed, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “You’re unbelievable. But fine, you’ll get your updates. Bunji’s in good hands.”

As you left to prepare for your trip, Heeseung glanced down at Bunji in his hands. The bunny’s stitched smile seemed to mock him a little, but he couldn’t help the smile tugging at his own lips.

“Well, Bunji,” he said, placing the plushie on his couch. “Looks like it’s you and me for a while. Let’s make her proud, huh?”

When Heeseung brought Bunji back to the Enhypen dorms, it was safe to say that chaos ensued.

Heeseung strolled into the living room with the bunny plushie tucked under his arm like it was the most normal thing in the world. Jungwon was the first to notice, his sharp eyes narrowing as he pointed dramatically.

“Hyung… what is that?”

Heeseung raised an eyebrow, holding up Bunji for everyone to see. “This is Bunji. Y/n asked me to take care of him while she's on a trip.”

Jay nearly choked on his water. “Wait, you’re babysitting a plushie?!”

“Yes,” Heeseung replied matter-of-factly, placing Bunji gently on the couch like he was tucking in a child. “She said Bunji’s part of the family.”

Jake leaned over, inspecting the plushie like it was some kind of rare artifact. “So… what exactly are you supposed to do with it?”

“Cuddles during movies, no abandonment, regular photo updates,” Heeseung recited like he’d been given a manual.

The room erupted in laughter.

“Hyung, are you seriously going along with this?” Sunoo asked, barely able to contain his giggles.

Heeseung shrugged, smoothing out Bunji’s ears. “Of course I am. It makes Y/n happy.”

The teasing didn’t stop there. Niki grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around Bunji like a swaddle. “Don’t worry, Bunji. Uncle Ni-ki’s got your back if Dad messes up.”

“Uncle Ni-ki?” Jay snorted. “Then what does that make the rest of us?”

“Godparents,” Jake chimed in without missing a beat.

Heeseung rolled his eyes, though the corners of his lips twitched upward. “Laugh all you want, but Bunji’s staying here, and you all better treat him with respect.”

Later that night, Heeseung sent you  a picture of Bunji perched on the couch, surrounded by the members. Ni-ki was holding up a peace sign, Sunghoon looked begrudgingly amused, and Jake had the blanket still wrapped around the plushie. The caption read:

“Bunji’s safe and sound, surrounded by his ‘uncles.’”

You replied almost instantly:

“Aww you’re such a good dad, Hee. 🐰💗”

Despite the initial teasing, the members eventually warmed up to Bunji’s presence, even jokingly assigning him a spot on their couch. And whenever Heeseung caught sight of the little plushie, it reminded him of your beaming smile—and that made all the teasing worth it.

[aemondwhoresworld]

ELOWEN’S SECOND VISIT

a drabble & part of: y/n, ewan and elowen mitchell

summary: elowen returns to the house of the dragon set with you and ewan, eagerly awaiting a reunion with her favorite “uncle” tom glynn-carney. while it’s her second visit, the experience is just as magical as the first, filled with love, warmth, and playful interactions with the cast. elowen’s bright energy lights up the set as she bonds with the actors and crew, especially her beloved uncle tom.

warning: english is not my first language. pure fluff, contains overwhelming amounts of cuteness.

Elowen’s excitement was palpable from the moment you mentioned she’d be visiting the set of House of the Dragon again. Her little feet barely touched the ground as she bounced around the house, eyes wide with anticipation. She clutched the small dragon plushie Ewan had given her from the last visit and couldn’t stop asking when she’d see “Uncle Tom” again. Tom Glynn-Carney, the actor who played Aegon Targaryen, had quickly become her favorite after their first meeting, much to Ewan’s playful chagrin.

You smiled as you gathered her things, watching as she practically danced around the living room in excitement. Ewan, already dressed and ready to go, leaned against the doorway with a grin, arms crossed. “She’s more excited than the first time,” he noted, glancing at you with a wink.

“I think it’s Uncle Tom’s doing,” you teased, shaking your head.

Ewan chuckled. “Of course it is. She’s his biggest fan.”

With Elowen finally ready and everything packed, the three of you made your way to the car. The entire drive to the set was filled with Elowen’s chatter about dragons, knights, and her favorite “pretend uncles.” She even hummed the House of the Dragon theme song as you drove, occasionally asking how much longer until she got to see Tom. You and Ewan exchanged amused glances but couldn’t help but get swept up in her enthusiasm.

When you finally arrived on set, Elowen’s excitement only intensified. The massive castle walls, dark banners, and smoke from the props made everything feel larger than life. Ewan lifted her onto his shoulders, giving her a better view of the bustling scene below. As the cast and crew went about their work, Elowen waved happily, her little hands high in the air.

“Look, Mommy! Daddy!” she exclaimed, pointing toward the familiar sight of the dragons on set. “Dragons!”

“Yes, sweetheart,” you laughed, resting a hand on Ewan’s arm. “But we’re here for someone else too, remember?”

At that moment, a voice called out behind you, one that Elowen immediately recognized. “Is that my favorite little Targaryen?” Tom Glynn-Carney strode over, a broad smile on his face. He was dressed in his regal Aegon attire, which only added to the magic in Elowen’s eyes.

“Uncle Tom!” Elowen squealed, wriggling in Ewan’s arms until he set her down. Without missing a beat, she darted toward Tom, who crouched down just in time to catch her in a big hug.

“Well, hello there, princess,” Tom chuckled, lifting her up and spinning her around gently, much to her delight. “I’ve missed you!”

Elowen giggled, clutching her dragon plushie tightly in one hand while resting her head on his shoulder. “I missed you too, Uncle Tom! Can we play dragons today?”

Tom feigned deep thought, raising an eyebrow. “Hmm… I think I can make that happen.” He glanced at you and Ewan with a playful grin. “Mind if I steal her for a bit?”

Ewan, ever the protective father, crossed his arms with a mock-serious expression. “Only if you promise to return her in one piece.”

“Deal,” Tom laughed, holding Elowen up like she was flying. “Come on, princess, let’s find some dragons.”

As Tom carried Elowen toward the set, a few other cast members noticed and waved. Emma D’Arcy, who played Rhaenyra, approached with a warm smile. “Well, if it isn’t our little visitor again,” they said, their eyes lighting up as they saw Elowen.

“Hi!” Elowen waved back enthusiastically from Tom’s arms, clearly enjoying all the attention.

Emma ruffled her hair gently. “How have you been? Are you ready to see more dragons today?”

Elowen nodded eagerly. “Yes! And I’m gonna fly with Uncle Tom!”

“Is that so?” Emma chuckled, glancing at Tom. “Looks like you’ve got your hands full today, Aegon.”

Tom smirked. “What can I say? I’m a popular uncle.”

You and Ewan stood back, watching the scene unfold with smiles. It was heartwarming to see how much love the cast had for your daughter. They didn’t treat her like a simple visitor—she was family. You noticed Matt Smith, who played Daemon, walking over next, his hands casually tucked into his costume pockets.

“Well, well, well,” Matt drawled with a smirk. “Look who’s stealing the show again.” He winked at Elowen, who beamed in response.

“Uncle Matt!” she giggled, clearly having assigned honorary “uncle” titles to all of Ewan’s co-stars.

Matt gave a mock bow. “At your service, princess. What mischief are you getting up to today?”

Before Elowen could answer, Tom chimed in, “Flying dragons, of course.”

Matt raised an eyebrow. “Flying dragons, huh? Sounds dangerous. You’d better keep an eye on her, Aegon. She might take over the throne if you’re not careful.”

Elowen, ever quick to play along, puffed out her chest proudly. “I’m gonna be the queen of dragons!”

“That’s the spirit,” Matt grinned, offering her a high-five.

As the day went on, Elowen explored the set with Tom, her eyes wide in wonder as she watched the actors rehearse scenes and the crew work behind the scenes. She was particularly fascinated by the dragons—especially when Tom lifted her up so she could “fly” with them. You and Ewan followed closely behind, content to let her enjoy every moment of the magic around her.

At one point, Tom knelt beside her, pointing out one of the large dragon props being prepped for a scene. “Think you could ride that one someday?”

Elowen, with all the confidence of a true dragon queen, nodded. “I could! I’m not scared!”

Tom smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “That’s because you’re the bravest little Targaryen I know.”

The rest of the visit was filled with laughter, warmth, and joy as Elowen soaked up the love and attention from the cast and crew. Even between takes, actors would come over to say hello, some offering small props for her to play with, while others asked about her day. It was clear that she’d become the little darling of the set.

As the day drew to a close, and you and Ewan prepared to head home, Elowen clung to Tom’s leg, not wanting to leave. “Do I have to go, Uncle Tom?”

Tom knelt down, looking at her with a soft smile. “You’ve got to come back soon, though, alright? You’re our good luck charm.”

Elowen nodded solemnly, and Tom gave her one more big hug before setting her down gently. “I’ll miss you, princess,” he said, his voice warm.

“I’ll miss you too,” Elowen replied, her eyes already sleepy from the excitement of the day.

As the three of you walked back to the car, with Elowen happily nestled in Ewan’s arms, you glanced back at the set one last time. It was amazing how much love and warmth surrounded your little family there. What started as just another workday had become a cherished memory, filled with laughter and love.

Elowen’s second visit to the set was, without a doubt, a magical one—and you knew it wouldn’t be the last.

[ppumeonae-bigvibe]

midnight melodies

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pairing: bf! haechan x gn! reader

↬ tags: nicknames for haechan!! (e.g. haech, my dude, boyfie, loml, cutie pie, biggest baby), very wholesome i promise, this is what missing someone feels like to me, i have been listening to piwon's late night calls ttoo much thank you muacks (>w<)

summary: he called to tell you he misses you ; you replied because you love him so

word count: 673 words

haechan: i miss you like crazy, are you up? haechan: let's chat :> i like talking to you and with you <3 haechan: i wanna hear your voice. pretty please???

he attempts to dial you, line going dead when you didn't pick up on the first ring. he glances at the bedside clock, the neon green numbers flashing a 11.28pm back at him. it wasn't that late yet.

you were probably awake...right?

a minute later, haechan's phone buzzed: an incoming call from you. his eyes widened in surprise as his hands loses all control, the phone jolting out of his grasp from the sudden vibration. reaching out to grab the fallen device, he hurriedly accepts the call.

"you're still awake??" he puts the phone on speaker next to his ear, waiting for your response. a second of static later and he hears your voice, soft and laced with sleep, "haech, you're crazy..."

"hey...i just missed you. a lot." a short string of laughter leaves his lips. he just saw you a few hours ago when you had him over yours for dinner, but he craved your presence again.

it was so interesting, the way he thinks of you so often like it was breathing to him.

another moment of silence, "...the lights in my room are off. it hurts my eyes to be texting. that's why i decided to call." you mumbled and haechan hears the sound of bedsheets rustling. your muffled yawn came through his speakers and he sheepishly laughs, "sorry, is this a bad time to call you?"

he hugs a nearby plushie you gifted him close to his chest, heart warming when you hummed, "my dude, you really texted me all that...saying you're gonna die without me or something..."

he tried and failed to hide his growing smile. he likes you too much.

"my dude?? hey treat me with some respect, i'm your boyfriend alright..." haechan doesn't have the heart to tease you too much, chuckling at your use of "my dude" romantically. you scoffed, "okay boyfie. what's keeping you up, hmm?"

the corners of his lips immediately turned upwards at the sound of his favorite nickname. he rolled over to his stomach, legs idly kicking behind him, "well...i just saw you a few hours ago but i miss you. that's literally all. can't a man miss their lover? i wanna talk to you too."

"you can...it's just...haech, i can't think...so sleepy..." you let loose another yawn and haechan rolls his eyes even though he knows you can't see him do that, "i know, i know, you sleepyhead. feels a bit weird since i wanted to hear your voice but now i'm doing all the talking and you're the one hearing mine. isn't it?" he paused.

"...h-huh..." you blearily replied, causing haechan to endearingly giggle at your tired self. "so cute...should i be kind and end the call?" he asked, certain that you were already almost reaching la-la-land. when you first had a sleepover at his place, he swoons at how you clung to his side making him all protective of you.

you made a huffing sound and he pictures you tucking the blanket higher up your body, comfortably hidden by that fluffy grey duffle he gifted you as a gag gift in summer. now that the weather is colder, haechan realizes that he's known you for quite a while.

he then recalls every single detail about you he memorized over time, the way your face contorts with humor at his antics to the moments where you allowed yourself to receive his odd ministrations of love and even when you reciprocated them with your own subtle actions.

he was in love with you as much as you were in love with him. a wave of emptiness and sentiment hit him and he whispers into the phone, "i love you."

he repeats it one more time: an affirmation, a promise, "i really love you."

haechan clapped a hand over his mouth when he discerns your snoring through the phone. in his fashion, he ended the call with a kiss (also knowing you probably didn't hear that), before curling up on his side.

he'll just have to see you again tomorrow.

@ppumeonae-bigvibe's work ; likes and reblogs are appreciated !

[starrymaechu]

Ocean Blues - Wang Yixiang

Nicholas x gn!reader

Nico who proposes to go to an aquarium with you. Of course, you're sold and you buy the tickets right away.

Once at the aquarium, you start freaking out. This was the first time you'd been to one where you could see a whale shark, and you fell in love right away (with Nico too, especially when you saw him admiring the sharks and other fishes as much as you).

The moment you start dropping facts about sharks, he admires you and pays attention to every little detail; he wants to memorize all these fun facts for you.

"The whale shark is the biggest shark, did you know its spots are like our fingerprints?, help I'm so happy, thanks Nico"

He loves how soft and cute you become around your favourite things. That's how he knew he had to take you to this aquarium.

Hours pass by and you decide to head to the aquarium's shop. There are so many nice things: notebooks, t-shirts, keychains.., and even different types of LED lights. You have no idea what to buy so you get yourself a cute pen with hammerhead sharks on it, a tiger shark mug, and a jellyfish plushie.

You really wanted a new shark plushie as well, but they were quite expensive, so you left it at that and the two of you headed home.

When you arrive home, Nico goes to your room immediately without saying anything, so you assume he's just really tired; after all, you stayed at the aquarium for a long time.

As you finish putting away your stuff and head to your room, you find Nico holding the whale shark plushie you wanted. He looks so precious with it that all you can think of is hugging him and adoring both him and the plushie.

You can't help but tear up a bit. You love him so much and the thought of him buying you that plushie because he knows you loved it is just amazing. You're at a loss for words. "Thank you so much," is the only thing you can blurt out multiple times in a row.

You sit down with Nico, still hugging him. You're too happy to do anything else. The two of you lie down in bed and you take your new plushies as you ask your boyfriend: "What should I call them?"

"Hmm.. I have no idea," he said, "maybe Nico and.. Weno." "But that's both you," you said, giggling slightly. Nico smiled: "Exactly."

A few minutes pass by, with him holding you in his arms, and you clinging onto him and your plushies. Soon the both of you fell asleep.

This is the first fic I've ever written, please support me!

[bbgnyx]

when skz as your bf caught you singing and dancing in your room

Chan: *records you singing*. "This is definitely my new ringtone". You get startled at his voice and you blush putting your head down. "Aww don't get shy baby, you sound like an angel, how come you've never shown me hmm?". "I-I just thought I wasn't that good", you said lower than a whisper. Chan hugged you, "Well now you're gonna be singing me to sleep every day."

Leeknow: "Damn", he whispered as he saw your little concert. You gasped and immediately stopped turning around to face your boyfriend. You got shy. "Oh just pretend I'm a ghost and continue~", he said as he leaned against the doorway smirking. "Leeknow", you exclaimed and threw your plushie at him.

Changbin: "Omg you twerk even better than ME??". You quickly turned around to see your boyfriend staring at you in shock. You chuckled. "Hm Maybe I do, but like seriously, get out and let me have my imaginary concert", you said as you pushed him out. Changbin pouted, "Aww I wanted to hear it".

Hyunjin: *leans on the doorway*. "What's got you thinking you are in a tiktok edit?" he said with his iconic resting sarcastic face. You scoffed as you threw something ar him, "Get out or no kisses for a week". Hyunie gasped holding his heart, "How could you my love". "Well then take your sarcasm somewhere else you said", turning your head away from him. "Aww my baby you know I was joking, I love you and your angelic voice", he said as he came and back hugged you pressing small kisses to your neck

Han: "Damn, I've never heard you rap before", he said leaning against the doorway. You got shy at his voice and stammered. "It's heavenly baby, next time you're the guest invite to our concert and we should collab for sure", he said smiling. You smiled at him too, "You think I'm that great?"

Felix: *just stands there quietly, admiring you*. You turn around and see him, you didn't expect him to be there so you got startled. "Omg lixie, you scared me...what are you doing?". Felix came over and hugged you, "Just hearing the love of my life singing like an angel". "That is so cringe, but that's why I love you", you said, hugging him back.

Seungmin: "Hey y/n you want-", he stops as he sees you having a small concert in your room. "Ok never mind, you enjoy your main character era, peace out", he said chuckling as you removed your headphones and saw him leaving. You get a bit shy as you realise your boyfriend just saw your little antics.

Jeongin: *screams*. *you scream back*. "Ok wtf innie, why did you scream?" you say as you regain your composure. "I don't know? i was just not expecting to see this ok", he said ruffling his hair. "Am I that bad at singing?", you asked as you gasped slightly hitting him. "no no, you're great, I was just surprised". he said hugging you. You chuckled at your boyfriend's typical behaviour.

*not proofread at all, wrote it in like 10 mins?*

[hannyoontify]

[01:41] you woke up with a startling chill running down your spine. bringing nonexistent blankets closer to your chest to keep you warm, it took you a few good seconds to realize that you, in fact, didn’t have any blankets in your possession.

goddamn it, kwon soonyoung.

you rolled over onto your other side to face your sleeping boyfriend who, just like you predicted, had made himself comfortable in the cocoon he had made himself with the queen sized duvet. surrounding him was also an assortment of different tiger plushies varying in size and design.

when you first moved in together, you refused to share the bed with soonyoung’s 43 tiger plushies but when you saw the sad look in his eyes, you couldn’t say no.

‘goddamn it, kwon soonyoung’ you grumbled out loud, this time. ‘stop hogging the entire blanket’

you pressed your cold feet against your boyfriend’s bare calf, which was basically his fault for 1) leaving his calf out in the open, vulnerable to any attack and 2) hogging the blanket which in turn, made your body temperature drop at least 2 degrees.

soonyoung hissed and practically jumped out of his cocoon. ‘jesus christ get your grippers away from me. why are they so cold?’

you rolled your eyes at his choice of words and wiggled your toes against his warm leg. ‘you stole the entire duvet, genius. and i thought you loved my grippers’

your boyfriend groaned, sleep obviously still laced in his voice as he jokingly pushed you away. ‘ewww gross. go away, i’m trying to sleep’

you inched closer to him, pressing your chest to where his arm would be under the blanket. ‘i’ll leave you alone if you give me back some of the blanket. my balls are about to freeze off’

‘then lose your balls, fuck, i don’t kno- OW OW IM SORRY’

soonyoung immediately opened up his cocoon, motioning for you to join him in his little bundle of warmth. you giggled and wriggled into his embrace, resting your head on his chest with a content sigh.

‘gnight soonie, i love you’

‘i love you too baby.. good night’

feeling your body grow heavy with the intoxicating warmth of your lover’s body combined with the weighted blanket, you hummed quietly and nuzzled your face closer to soonyoung’s chest. you felt his lips gently press onto the crown of your head.

‘babe?’

‘hmm?’ you grunted, half asleep.

‘i can’t sleep now. your cold grippers woke me up’

a/n: this is like peak kie humor LMFAO anyway i meant to make this soft and sweet but it ended up being more humor than fluff although it gets kinda fluffy at the end?? hehe anyway i miss u guys i promise to come back once college apps szn is over

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Kid Philip Week 2024 - Day 6 (Jesus)

He Would Not Say That

Summary: During a visit to a toy shop with Hunter and Gus, Kid Philip discovers a plushie he really likes! Too bad it says things that are out of character.

Story is au based.

(DAY 6 OF KID PHILIP WEEK! Featuring Kid Philip finding a cute Jesus plush.)

Enjoy!

("Barbi" is a parody of "Barbie").

"Woah!" Kid Philip immediately went starry-eyed as he took in the interior sight of the toy shop that he, Hunter, and Gus stepped into together.

Blue eyes saw numerous toys on sale and those displayed in the vicinity of the store, which were so many that they struggled to focus on only one toy.

This toy store offered many different toys to choose from, such as action figures, animal plushies, bouncy rubber balls, board games, cars, cards, and more, all of which were one-of-a-kind.

"I've never seen or been in a store like this before!" Philip told Hunter and Gus, his voice filled with complete amazement, as the three of them walked through an aisle that sold plush toys.

"It's so, so big! I really like it! It's like visiting a giant castle filled with toys!"

"Yeah," Gus agreed with a light laugh, remembering his reaction to the first human toy store that he entered with Luz and co, which was similar.

He remembers with great clarity how Luz's mother thought his reaction to the toy airplanes and pink toy toasters was adorable.

"Human Realm toy stores are pretty incredible."

Hunter's hand was placed on Philip's back as he smiled.

"Do you see a toy that you like?" he whispered, his voice laced with brotherly care.

"Hmm...," Philip hummed in reply, his eyes shifting between rows of plush fabric toys in the aisle.

He soon gasped. "Oh, that one! I want that toy!" he excitedly exclaimed.

His little finger was pointed toward the top left shelf at a Talking Jesus plush in a box.

It was the last one there.

Hunter and Gus both turned their attention to each other.

"Of course," they said at the same time, sharing smiles.

Since he was the tallest among the three, Hunter reached for the box and placed it in Philip's arms.

"There you go," he said, letting out a bright laugh when he noticed the smile on Philip's face became as big as the smile on plush Jesus's face.

"Thank you!" Philip beamed, examining the front of the box before turning it around.

"Oh, look, Philip!" Gus pointed to the text situated in the middle of the box. "It says here that if you pull the string on Talking Jesus's back, you can make him talk."

Philip gasped, his face lighting up at this revelation. "Really?!" he said, tugging the white string on the plush's back before letting it go.

He rotated the box to the other side.

"My favorite color is baby pink!" Talking Jesus exclaimed, "his" tone of voice ultrafeminine.

He had the voice of a woman.

This caught all three boys off guard, particularly Philip.

"Huh?" Philip's nose crinkled up in distaste.

After rotating the box, he pulled the string again and spun it around once more.

"I like to go shopping with my girlfriends!" Talking Jesus beamed, his voice the same as before.

Philip repeated the process for a third time.

"Girl power!"

The plush's girlish words caused the brunette to groan as he frowns in disapproval.

"Jesus wouldn't say any of those things," he said with a pout, handing the box back to Hunter. "This toy is broken. I don't want it."

"Hmm... maybe there was a mix-up at the human factory that produced the plush?" Gus asked Hunter, in which the blonde mumbled "iunno" and placed the plushie back on the shelf.

...

A little girl sat in the back seat of her mother's car with a glowing smile on her face, gently grasping the princess Barbi doll that her mother had purchased for her.

As she turned her doll around, she noticed a white string attached to her back.

Grinning from ear to ear, she proceeded to pull it and let go, flipping her doll forward.

"You're so pretty, Barbi," the little girl said with a girlish giggle. "When I grow up, I want to be just like you."

"Fall upon your knees and praise me, vile sinner," the Barbi doll said in a dark, demonic voice, her blue eyes glowing red while still maintaining her cute plastic smile.

"I SHALL CLEANSE YOU WITH MY HOLY BLOOD."

Eyes widening in shock, the little girl let out a horrified shriek, pressing the window switch button down in a hurried manner.

Once her window was completely opened, she wasted no time throwing the cursed doll out.

[everybodyshusband]

Tw: Emetophobia

Can you please consider writing a hurt/comfort fic about a little ghoul who gets sick and has tummy hurts?

I threwed up today and my tummy still hurts and my mom (I’m not a minor I just live with her) is being even meaner and scarier than usual even though I don’t feel good. I would like to haves some ghoul comfort please? I wanna feel safe for a whiles and feel taken cares of please. Thanks you, I loves yous /p!

of course i can, love. it sounds like you've had a really bad day, i hope you're feeling better now <3 i saw your other ask as well, and of course i can have them cry and be comforted (and i'm very sorry to hear about your dropped crackers. i hope you managed to cry a little bit without your mum seeing <3)

mountain/nonbinary regressed rain comfort coming right up :) cw for mentions of vomiting

“Rain? What’s going on in there, love?” Mountain knocks on the door sounding worried and Rain can’t help the sad, longing whine that escape their throat at the sound of his voice.

"I– I don' feel good... Hurts." As Rain speaks, the world seems to start spinning all over again, despite the fact that they’re now sitting on the cool bathroom floor. They slowly realise that maybe they’re the one doing the spinning. They wouldn't be surprised, their limbs feel a lot shakier than usual and their head feels all… fuzzy.

The earth ghoul opens the door slowly and his face immediately scrunches up in worry as he walks in to find Rain swaying where they sit, leaning against the sink with a plushie held limply to their chest with arms that feel too wobbly. He runs to the little ghoul’s side and crouches down beside them, brushing his fingers softly against their—concerningly warm—cheek. "It hurts? What's hurting, my darling?"

"I's here." They point to their stomach and almost immediately let out a hurt whine and hug the plushie closer to their stomach as another wave of nausea overwhelms them. "Tummy hurts an' feel sick." They manage to force the words out past the dizzying sensation as Mountain tilts his head in confusion at their original, vague answer.

"Oh, Rainy, poor love." Mountain pulls them into a loose hug, leaving plenty of room for the little ghoul to breathe—or to escape his hold, if that’s what they need—and Rain wraps their arms around Mountain as tightly as they can manage in return, sniffling and burying their head in the earth ghoul's shoulder. "Do we need to get your plushie out of the way in case anything comes up? We don’t want them getting dirty, do we, hmm?” His arms are already reaching out to take the plushie from their arms but Rain pulls back and shakes their head quickly.

"Already comed up…” They sniffle as they speak; partly from the memory of only a few minutes before that makes their stomach churn the more they think about it, and partly from fear that Mountain really will take their plushie away if they get sick again. “But I don' feel good. I thinked was gonna feel gooder, but I don't!" They don’t realise they’ve started crying until Mountain pulls their head away and swipes a tear off their face with gentle fingers, pressing a soft kiss to their wet cheeks afterwards for good measure. The realisation that they’re crying only makes them sob harder as they bat their hands weakly at Mountain’s chest, their breaths coming out short and disjointed from their panic. “I– I don’ wanna be sick, Mounty! I don’ wanna feel bader!”

“Hey, hey, no, love, it’s okay,” the earth ghoul soothes, stroking their head and running his fingers through their hair as gently and calmly as he can. “You’re okay,” he whispers against Rain’s hair. “You’re gonna be okay, tadpole.”

Rain pulls back and looks up at Mountain through their tear-blurred vision. “Promise?” Their voice wobbles with unshed tears.

They’re not sure if they can believe Mountain when he says they’re going to be okay, but they do their best to nod and wipe their tears away as the earth ghoul reassures them. “Yes. Yes, you’re going to feel better soon, my darling. I promise.”

“O– Okay. I buh-leeve you, Mounty.” They surge forward to hug the earth ghoul, burying their face in his chest once again. They smile as Mountain laughs, the vibrations in his chest rumbling against Rain’s cheek, helping them regulate their breathing as they begin to calm down.

They still feel sick, and a little bit like crying again, but they’re relatively content to be held in Mountain’s arms for as long as he’ll let them. If they’re really lucky, maybe he’ll even let Rain fall asleep in his lap and carry them back to bed, tucking them in with a kiss on their forehead and a whispered “Sleep well, little one. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

[seangelfish]

Matching keychains

Ramuda Amemura x Reader

Genre/s: Angst (no comfort)

Word count: 2,788

Plot/Summary: This feeling has always been lingering in the back of his mind, but he knew that this can't last forever. Despite loving you for so long, he finally decides to let you go.

A/N: I recommend you listen to the instrumental of Buster Bros' Re:start whilst reading this as I was listening to it whilst writing this and honestly, it made the angst 10x worse! I might continue this fic because I actually really like it, and I love Ramuda so why not?

[I love Hypmic so much and I've always wanted to write fics surrounding the franchise, but I'm still pretty new to it, so please bare with me on how I portray these characters. I'm trying my hardest to make these accurate to the character as possible. Thank you for understanding and I hope you enjoy reading!]

There was something important that you needed to get done today and it involved you visiting the most popular toy shop in Shibuya. This city was known for its shopping let alone its vast entertainment, fashion, and restaurants, so this task was bound to be easy for you!

You stepped inside the building in awe at the wide range of plushies. They ranged from big to small, from animals to people to even little accessories for them as well! You were already tempted to get something for yourself, but that wasn't the reason why you were here.

You wondered around the shop trying to find a specific item in stock. It was extremely crowded, so you ended up bumping into a lot of other customers.

Hmm, where could it be? you thought to yourself, already overwhelmed. It should be here...!

Thankfully, a shop assistant caught your eye and helped you find the item that you were looking for. Once you were shown the selection of plushie keychains, your worries disappeared just like that. You thanked the worker profusely.

You giggled to yourself as you picked up the two matching bunny keychains. One was pink whilst the other one was white. Both bunnies were wearing bows of the other's colour. It was so cute!

"Ramuda would love this!" you chirped.

Yes, the sole reason you came to this particular area was to buy a little gift for your boyfriend, Ramuda. You saw the two plushies advertised on your Twitter feed and instantly thought of him. You thought it would be so cute to have matching keychains with the love of your life!

You exited the store happily with the plushies you just bought. You can't wait to surprise Ramuda with them, and it was a perfect day to do so because he had asked you to meet up with him this evening.

"I wonder what he has planned for us tonight~" you wondered excitedly.

In his shop, Ramuda was anxiously scribbling in his sketchbook, thinking of ideas on what new clothes to design but to no avail because all he could think about was you.

The page he was currently working on was now filled with messy, indescribable pencil scratches. Whatever he was doodling wasn't pretty and he knew of it. He just wanted to rip everything out, destroy everything until these feelings of his were no more.

"Are you okay?" asked Gentarou, looking at Ramuda's sketches from behind his shoulder.

And as on cue, Ramuda immediately slammed his sketchbook shut and answered cheerfully, "I'm A-OK! I'm just having art block at the moment! Nothing too serious. I'll try again later~!"

Gentarou didn't believe a second of it, but shrugged it off.

"Just so you know," Gentarou began. "You can always tell–"

Ramuda cut him off. "I'm alright," he said slowly.

He jumped up from his seat to give his usual little twirl.

"Well, I'm off to see (Y/N) now~!" he exclaimed. "She's waiting for me, so I have to be there quick! I'll be back, so you don't need to close the shop. See you later~!"

Gentarou watched his friend skip out of the shop hurriedly. Once he was gone, Dice entered.

"I just saw Ramuda run out," he stated. "He wasn't looking too good. Is he okay?"

Gentarou merely shook his head.

You idled around the park, taking in the cool breeze and the amber sunset above. It truly was a beautiful evening and you couldn't wait to spend it with Ramuda.

A thought popped into your head. You should take a picture of the plushies you bought today with the sunset in the background!

You placed the two bunnies down on one of the park's benches, positioning them together as if they were holding hands. You giggled to yourself at how embarrassing this was, but it was such a cute idea! You were thankful that the park was empty at this time.

You quickly snapped a picture and to your satisfaction, it was the most beautiful picture of a sunset you have ever taken. You couldn't wait to post this on your Instagram page with your lover tagged!

"(Y/N)!"

You could hear faint footsteps running towards you. Shoving the plushies back into your bag before Ramuda could see them, you turned around to greet your boyfriend with the brightest smile on your face.

His pace slowed down as he stopped a few metres away from you. Seeing you smile at him like that made his heart ache. He would usually match your expression, but this time, he returned your smile with a look of such emptiness that it just wasn’t hard to miss.

Your smile faded away quickly.

"Ramuda... are you okay...?"

The distance between you two was unbearable, but you knew that you weren’t permitted to cross the invisible barrier Ramuda was holding up. So, you stayed stuck to your spot, and he did too.

“(Y/N),” he repeated, but with sadness to his tone. “Remember when you asked me where my parents were… or what my childhood was like?”

You didn’t know where he was going with this.

He continued, “…or which high school I attended? Who I was before I became a fashion designer? Before The Dirty Dawg? …But I didn’t answer any of it?”

You stared at him. He wasn't the Ramuda you were used to seeing everyday. His demeanour was completely different, but it wasn't too much of a surprise to you. Sometimes, you'd catch glimpses of this other personality, but you doubt he'd ever catch you noticing it.

“…I had none of what you had, none of what the average person has had in their lives. You could even say that I did not even have a life before any of this. You may not believe me, (Y/N), but what I’m going to tell you from this point on is the truth. Unfortunately, I can’t give you too many details as it’s not in my right.”

He watched your expression, the confusion and worry on your face. You wanted to ask him why he was bringing this up now, but you continued to stay in your spot, awaiting his explanation.

As he stated before, he didn’t bring up too many details. Though, he confessed that the personality he presented to others including you was all made up – a lie. He mentioned that he wasn’t the ‘real Ramuda’ and that he could never be the real one. He told you that he merely exists for someone else, not himself, and if he were to disobey them, he would be killed. He described himself as ‘defective’ as if he was a product. He revealed why he was a massive sweet tooth as the lollipops helped him to continue living.

“And that’s why… we should break up,” he said finally. “I’m just going to cause you trouble if I continue to be with you.”

You were speechless. It was so much to take in. He had finally told you about his background, but now he was suggesting that you two should break up. You didn’t know what to say, but all you wanted to do in that moment was to touch him.

“So please–” he began.

You pulled him in, letting his chin rest on your shoulder as your other hand held his head gently. It was getting hard to breathe as tears streamed down your face. Ramuda was frozen, his eyes showing nothing but perplexity.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that all on your own," you whispered. “I’m sorry if I wasn’t too attentive or if I wasn’t there for you.”

Ramuda chuckled with some sort of annoyance.

“It’s not your fault, (Y/N). You were always there for me; I just never made those feelings known. But we need to end things now. You can never truly be happy with me for who I am and what I will have to deal with in the future. Things will get too complicated and not only will it hurt you but me as well.”

Even when he was saying all of that, his arms couldn’t help but hug you back. He couldn’t stop himself from shedding a few tears. Why did you believe him so easily? Why did you trust him so much? Why do you still care about him even after confessing that his whole character was fake?

And as if you were reading his mind, you replied, “I don’t want to end things with you. I don’t care about who you were, I just care about who you are right now… even… even if it’s a lie. I don’t care. I know how kind and passionate you are. We can easily overcome these obstacles, can we not?"

Ramuda was silent, pulling away from your embrace. He shook his head and looked at you sadly.

“(Y/N), I’m going to let you go, and so should you. This is my final decision.”

"Ramuda!"

He smirked. “I’m not going to lie though, I really do love you, and it sucks because I’m going to keep loving you.”

"Then–"

He shook his head, interrupting you. “But we can’t keep doing this. I can’t risk you getting involved and I can’t keep you from being in a better relationship. You can’t be happy with me. So, go find yourself a better man; someone that will always make you feel safe and happy… like Ichiro or something.”

Before you started dating Ramuda, you were close friends with Ichiro. This was during The Dirty Dawg days where the leaders of each division were grouped together. Your friendship with Ichiro was genuine and he was so lovely towards you. You would always laugh with him and shared each other’s stories. People often caught you together by the lake watching the sunset.

Ramuda always felt guilty that he robbed you off a beautiful relationship with Ichiro. But despite knowing your mutual feelings, he still shoved his way through the bubble you and Ichiro had together. He did all he can to pop that little bubble of yours, he’d butt into your conversations whenever he got the chance. He didn’t care whether you liked Ichiro or if Ichiro liked you back, he just wanted you to be his. He liked you too after all! And eventually, with all his attempts of breaking you two up, he succeeded.

“What?! Why are you saying that?!” you cried. "Why would you tell me to go find another lover when all I want is you?! My feelings for Ichiro are in the past now! I don't want him, I just want YOU. Why is this so difficult to understand that I don't care about who you are?!"

“(Y/N), stop!” he shouted. “I’m not going to change my mind!”

He was crying. He was crying as much as you now.

“If I didn’t get in between you two, you would’ve been in a happier relationship. You wouldn’t need to worry about me or the troubles I will cause. You wouldn’t need to worry about where he is or what he’s doing unlike me! He’s genuine and he’s real. He’s probably everything you’ve been looking for in me!” he said as he choked on his words. “I’m sorry for doing that to you two. I should’ve ignored you back then so you wouldn’t need to hear me say all this stuff now.”

The tears in your eyes wouldn't stop flowing, but you were also getting fed up with him. You just wanted to reason with him. You didn’t want to end things like this, not now and not ever.

“I said I don’t care!” you yelled. “Ramuda, I just want to be with you! I will only ever love you!”

Ramuda was stunned at your words, but he laughed even with the tears gushing down his face. He cupped your face with both of his hands and kissed you softly – his last kiss to you.

“Ah, (Y/N), I’m really going to miss you,” he croaked. “I… I really am going to m-miss you…”

"Ramuda, please..."

"It's time for you to forget me, okay?"

How did such a beautiful day turn into something so sad? You just wanted to give him your matching keychains…

He whipped out some sort of device – a hypnosis mic? – and sang something. There was no time to react as everything became a blur. You tried calling out his name once again, but the last image you had of him was of him smiling at you with the glassiest eyes you have ever seen.

A few months from now...

There would be times you would feel some sense of melancholy in the air. That feeling would happen whenever you'd enter a particular shop or area, but you never knew why you felt that way.

Ramuda lived his life as usual. Before he took you home, he erased everything of his existence from your phone, computer, and physical photo albums – anything he could get his hands on. It pained him that he had to do this, but he wanted you to start anew. He hoped that you were still able to fall in love with Ichiro again even if it will hurt him.

"And done!" said Ramuda, finishing off his sketches. "It's perfect. The ladies would love this collection~!"

"Oh, you’re finally done?” Dice said as he munched on his lunch Gentarou paid for. “That was fast.”

Ramuda giggled. He was proud of himself for completing such a task. He couldn't wait to see how the final product will turn out.

"Oh, by the way," he started. "We're going to participate in the Division Rap Battle next week, so be ready~!"

You were convinced by your co-workers to watch the DRB with them after work, so you decided to clean your photo storage. You liked taking pictures whenever you’d attend concerts after all!

As you were going through all your photos, you stumbled upon a photo you didn’t remember taking. It was a photo of two bunny plushies sitting on a bench in front of a beautiful amber sunset; a pink and white bunny who looked like they were holding hands.

"I didn't know I had plushies like that..." you said slowly.

You got up and looked around your room for those plushies. As a result, you made a huge mess, but you were just happy you found one of them. It was the pink bunny with a white bow. However, you couldn’t find the white bunny anywhere, and you searched everywhere for it.

"Weird," you commented, looking at the pink bunny. "When did I buy this again?"

It was fluffy and soft, and the feeling of melancholy washed over you once again. You still didn’t understand why you keep getting that feeling. You shrugged it off like you always did.

Attaching the pink bunny keychain to your bag, you left the house to meet up with your co-workers to get to the stadium.

The stadium was packed. The girls around you were squealing over a particular figure, Ramuda Amemura, who was currently rapping against Matenro.

You haven’t seen Ramuda in a while despite living in the same city. You were good friends with him when The Dirty Dawg was still around, but after they disbanded, you two never kept in touch. He slowly became distant with you which kind of annoyed you because you had heard from the others how he still kept in touch with Ichiro and Samatoki.

You would see him a lot on social media though. He was super popular with the girls, and he had the best fashion sense that was to your taste. You even purchased some of his pieces online.

He was now active in Fling Posse and his raps were as brilliant as they were before. He seemed more energetic too.

You watched him from the seats attentively as the girls around you cheered him on. But you were extremely confused because as Fling Posse lost against Matenro and was ushered to leave the stage, you spotted it – the white bunny keychain, the same one in the picture that matched your pink bunny keychain you currently had hung on your bag. Ramuda had the bunny attached to his hoodie.

And yet you still didn’t understand why this sense of melancholy came back to you, tugging on your heart strings even more than ever. Even when your eyes locked with Ramuda’s for just a second, even when your eyes began to water, you still didn’t understand why you were feeling this way.

For some reason, you just wanted to chase after him and hold him tight, but all you could really do was watch him smile at the crowd and walk away.

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[mamasgarden]

Don’t apologize for taking some time to respond to my ask! Is ok! But I have a question

How can I stay regressed? I feel like my only option is to find a caregiver but I’m too scared to tell my other friends n asking strangers probably isn’t safe

But I keep sliding around between big n little! I WANT to regress but my brain is being silly! >:T

-🦎

ah, alright!!! i try and stay on top of the asks, haha. hmm.. how to stay regressed, huh?

let's see.

some things i like to do are indulge in 'childish' activities! (these are all completely optional, love, but here's a list of ones i like to do!)

- watching cartoons i saw in my childhood

- drawing, colouring, painting... anything with art, i'm doing it!

- stay off social medias, for the most part! sometimes the things you see on there bring you out of littlespace immediately, and it's not fun.

- playing pretend with my toys/plushies!! i've noticed that if i do, i can feel myself slipping!

- lastly, try to have a space/time you reserve only for regressing! it helps a lot.

i hope that was enough, darling, but if you need more you can send more asks!!

i understand that in between space, it's the worst!! hopefully you can regress soon ❤️

[stageplaymlp]

hello hon :] for the soft asks thing you reblogged:

4, 6, and 11 <3

4. What flower would you like to be given?

I know it’s a bit generic, but I’ve always been a fan of roses, namely red ones. Red is my favourite colour and roses have such a pretty shape

I’m also a fan of sunflowers. I even wrote a poem about their life cycle when I was 6, which got me into a multi-school poetry competition (I didn’t win, but I got to read it out in front of a big hall of people)

6. Say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical)

Physical:

My face is very pretty and I like how I have features from both my mum and dad. It makes me feel connected to the two of them, like how I have my mum’s smile but my dad’s face shape

I really like my hair, namely the colour of it. It’s brown, but has some gold in it. Nobody else in my immediate family has my hair colour. Likely a mix of the blonde genes from my mum’s side and the red genes from my dad’s. It looks golden under direct sunlight

I think I have very elegant hands and finger nails

Non-Physical:

I have a good sense of humour. It doesn’t always land, but when it does, I think I can be absolutely hilarious. I end up creating some of the funniest moments in my friends’ TTRPG campaigns

I like how I can enjoy the small things. I know it can make me seem childish to others, but I like getting happy about cute little charms, plushies, pens, or even a cool cloud I saw

I like how I dance. Am I good at it? Not really, but people who’ve seen me dance have complimented me on my confidence and ability to stay on beat. I take pride in the confidence especially because this is usually said after I dance at a social event where others were too self-conscious to dance themselves. I like being the first person to go out and dance so others can feel more comfortable to have their own fun

11. What’s your ideal date?

(You sly dog 💖)

Ohhh man that’s a good question now that I think about it. I’m not used to going on dates, or out with people in general. Hmm. Just, anything where I can relax with someone and hang out in a way where I can be myself. Having a date where we’re just chilling somewhere like a bedroom or living room is good. I also enjoy going shopping or bowling. Parks are good, too. I don’t think fancy places are quite my vibe. Basically, anywhere where we can talk and hang out freely

[goldenflowers]

hunter 🦜💛

(for this ask game!)

one aspect about them i love i love how silly he is!! he was isolated and manipulated his whole life, raised to be the seemingly menacing and cocky golden guard who's really just a tool for belos's plans, but then once he breaks free of that and is allowed to be himself he reveals that he is actually just a huge dork. he loves science fiction books, wolves, sewing and making silly costumes, hanging out with gus, and even before he stopped being the golden guard he was already a nerd who would take any chance to infodump about magic. i just love my goofy son.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them hmm i'm actually kinda blanking on this one!!

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character i headcanon him as autistic!! i feel like he shows a lot of autistic traits in canon, and while some of them can be taken as a result of him being sheltered/having PTSD, i don't feel like that takes away from the possibility of him also being autistic. i think wild magic and cosmic frontier are special interests of his! i also think he has a plushie collection. i mean, he canonically has an amphibia plush hidden under his pillow in one episode, right? so i really do think he'd like them. i think one day he and the rest of the kids are out shopping with camila and camila sees him holding a wolf squishmallow, looking carefully at it and feeling its texture before hesitantly putting it back down, and she can just tell that he's too nervous to ask her to buy it, so she goes back later and surprises him with it and that's how his love of plushies starts. he also has a small bat squishmallow keychain that luz got him, and a really cute little sheep plush from willow. the first plushie he bought for himself was a cardinal jellycat because it reminded him of flapjack. also, he has a weighted blanket, with a starry pattern on it because of cosmic frontier. i think he gets a lot of anxiety at night and having a nice heavy weighted blanket would be very comforting and help him sleep easier. this is partially based on the fact that zeno robinson once said he thinks hunter avoids hugs because they're so comfortable that they'd make him fall asleep immediately.

one character i love seeing them interact with is it too obvious if i say willow?? yeah, we didn't get as many interactions between them as i would've liked because of season 3 having to be so short, but every single scene they did have together was amazing. and, listen, i'm one of those people who was shipping them before they ever interacted just based on the Vibes, so of course i love them lol

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more aaaa there are so many i could choose for this because, again, disney messed up season 3. i could say eda or camila or darius or amity... but ugh i think camila has to be my number one choice for who i wish he interacted with more. i wanted so badly to see more of the time the kids spent together in the human realm, and i feel so sure we would've gotten that if we had gotten a full third season. i think they would've had such a sweet dynamic too.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character hmm, one of the ones i mentioned earlier involved camila, so how about a couple with him and willow! i hc that he learns to crochet and make his own stuffed animals and that one of willow's most treasured possessions is a little bumblebee plush he made for her. i also think willow likes to call him petnames like "honeybunch" and "sweetpea" and he cannot even pretend to hate that. if he tried, willow would just remind him that she knows he likes it because she saw the way he blushed and smiled the first time she used one of them.

[bamgyuuuri]

⤷ hold me, console me ┈ hk.

sypnosis. after watching a particularly terrifying horror movie, you found yourself unable to keep still, your mind still plagued with images and scenes you saw from the film. as your eyes wandered around the room frantically, they soon fell on your roommate’s door.

pairings and tags. roommate!hueningkai x reader (f/m) . fluff . emotional hurt/comfort . cuddling . friends to lovers kinda . mentions of kai’s actual owned plushies !! overall just rly rly soft kai

word count. 3.8k

short note … hmm, the title seems a little familiar, doesn’t it? anyw!! this may or may not be based on a recent experience ^_^ genuinely might be my fav fic ever written tbh ,, ilysm my angel huening kamal kai

you loved horror movies with a passion that bordered on obsession. it didn’t matter how many of these movies you had seen; the thrill and adrenaline they gave you was unparalleled.

the artistry of it all drew you in—the haunting cinematography, the deliberate pacing, the chilling music that seemed to seep into your bones. sure, there were moments when you found yourself peeking through your fingers or clutching a pillow, but that only made the experience better.

you embraced those feelings because they were part of the magic. horror movies felt like a safe way to flirt with danger, to step into the unknown without actually leaving the security of your couch.

“another horror, i presume?”

a soft voice pulls you out of your reverie. you glanced up to see kai, your roommate, standing in the hallway, a soft smile playing on his lips. his hair was slightly tousled, as though he had just woken up from a nap, and he was clutching a plush penguin in one hand.

kai was the antithesis of horror—bright, warm, and endlessly kind. he moved through life with an effortless charm, his laughter a melody that seemed to lighten every room he entered.

he wasn’t overly loud or boisterous, but he had this quiet energy that drew people in. he loved collecting plushies, each one with its own story and personality, and he treated them like tiny treasures. you often found yourself smiling at the sight of him rearranging them on his bed, humming softly to himself.

but despite his sweet demeanor, kai was far from a pushover. there was a quiet strength to him that you deeply admired. he didn’t flinch at scary movies or spooky stories, and he was the first to step up if something needed fixing or if one of you heard a strange sound at night. he made you feel safe, in a way that went beyond locked doors and sturdy walls.

you absolutely adored him in ways you couldn’t quite put into words. it wasn’t just the way he was always quick with a kind word or how he’d casually offer you the last slice of pizza without a second thought, it was the way he existed—soft but strong, gentle but brave. it was hard not to be drawn to someone like him.

“you know me too well,” you finally replied with a grin.

kai chuckles softly before disappearing back into his room, leaving the faint scent of vanilla lingering in the air.

with a contented sigh, you clutched your knees to your chest as you turned back to your laptop and pressed play. as the opening credits rolled, you felt a familiar rush of excitement ripple through you, your heart beating just a little faster in anticipation.

the atmosphere of the film immediately drew you in—the dark, foreboding forest shrouded in mist, the mournful notes of a piano score echoing in the background, and the slow, deliberate introduction of characters who seemed destined for doom.

you leaned forward slightly, your fingers gripping the edge of the blanket draped over your figure. this was your comfort zone, your escape. the thrill of stepping into a world of danger while knowing you were safe was intoxicating.

the suspense was masterfully crafted. you admired the subtle flickers of movement in the background, the artful way the camera lingered just a second too long on empty doorways, making you question if they were really empty at all. the protagonist wandered deeper into the story’s mystery, and so did you, captivated by every deliberate frame.

but as the film unfolded, your excitement began to shift.

the unease started as a mere whisper in the back of your mind, something you could easily ignore in favor of marveling at the film’s artistry. the score grew darker, more discordant, and you noticed how the shadows in the film seemed to stretch unnaturally, swallowing the light in ways that made your skin prickle.

the first scare wasn’t particularly loud or dramatic, but it was enough to make your stomach flip. a shadow moved where it shouldn’t have, and for a split second, your body tensed involuntarily.

you let out a shaky breath and laughed it off. “they got me,” you muttered to yourself, trying to recapture the excitement you’d felt only moments ago. but that small jolt lingered, burrowing itself in the corners of your mind.

as the movie progressed even more, the tension became harder to shake. the pacing was slow, deliberate, each scene ratcheting up the dread inch by inch. you shifted in your seat, trying to remind yourself that it was just a movie; a movie from your most adored genre no less.

and then it happened.

a sudden, jarring jumpscare tore through the scene, shattering the carefully built silence. you flinched hard, your heart slamming against your ribs. you tried to laugh it off again, but it sounded weak, hollow.

from that point, the film seemed to unravel you piece by piece. the tension coiled tighter with every passing minute, and the excitement that once filled you was now replaced by a growing sense of dread.

your hands grew clammy, and your chest felt heavy, like something was sitting on it. a particularly gruesome moment flashed across the screen, and you recoiled, covering your mouth as your stomach twisted.

you tried to push through, telling yourself that you’d watched scarier movies before. but your body and your mind betrayed you, trembling with every noise, every shadow, every flicker of movement on the screen. by the time the film reached its most intense scene, you knew to yourself that you couldn’t take it anymore.

you slammed the laptop shut with trembling hands, as though cutting off the screen would sever the fear that had taken hold of you, but it didn’t. the silence that followed was deafening, pressing down on you with an unbearable weight.

the shadows in the room, once comforting and familiar, now seemed alive, shifting and stretching in the dim light. you couldn’t shake the feeling that something—someone—was watching you, hidden just beyond your line of sight. the thrill you once loved had morphed into something overwhelming, suffocating.

the pounding of your heart was relentless, thundering in your ears so loudly that it drowned out every other sound. you clutched your knees to your chest, your body trembling uncontrollably. the chill in the air seeped into your skin, but you couldn’t tell if it was from the air conditioning or the icy grip of your own fear.

you gaze darted around the room, your eyes flickering to every shadow, every corner, every object that might shift unexpectedly. your chest felt tight, each breath shallower than the last, as though the walls themselves were closing in on you.

but as your eyes wandered around frantically, they soon fell on kai’s door.

thr faint line of warm light spilling from beneath felt like a beacon of hope, a reminder that you weren’t alone. the thought of kai—his soft smile, his gentle voice—calmed the panic just enough for you to move.

you swallowed hard, your throat dry, and you finally pushed yourself to your feet. your legs wobbled beneath you, the lingering terror making every step toward his door feel heavier than the last.

now standing in front of his door, you hesitated for a moment, your trembling fist hovering just inches from its surface. wasn’t it silly to bother him over something as trivial as a scary movie? but the fear clinging to you said otherwise. taking a shaky breath, you knocked softly, the sound barely louder than a whisper.

not long after, the door creaked open, and kai appears, his soft, sleepy smile immediately easing some of the weight pressing on your chest. his presence was as warm and comforting as the light spilling from his room.

“hey,” he greeted gently, his voice still laced with drowsiness. “what’s up?”

you opened your mouth to answer, but no words came out. the fear that had driven you here suddenly felt stupid, and you hesitated once again, your eyes dropping to the floor. how could you explain that a movie—a silly horror movie—had shaken you up this badly?

kai tilted his head slightly, his expression curious but patient. then his gaze flickered to your trembling hands, and his face softened in an instant. the sleepiness in his eyes vanished, replaced by quiet concern.

“are you okay?” he asked, his voice steady but tinged with worry. he stepped forward, closer to you, gently placing a hand on your arm. “you’re shaking…”

the moment his hand touched your arm, you flinched ever so slightly, your body instinctively pulling back. kai immediately froze, his hand still hovering just above your arm, sensing the sudden tension in your body.

he then gently lowered his hand and gave you a soft, sheepish look, his expression shifting from confusion to concern.

“i’m sorry,” he said quietly, his voice gentle. “i didn’t mean to startle you...”

you shook your head quickly. “n-no, it’s not you, i…” you mumbled, your voice shaky. “i’m sorry,” you whispered, eyes avoiding his. “it’s just… the movie i was watching, um, scared me more than i anticipated, so i got a little jumpy. it wasn’t you, i promise..”

kai’s expression then softened, the understanding in his eyes replacing any trace of confusion. “don’t worry, it’s okay,” he reassures quietly.

he looked at you with such quiet understanding, as though he could see through the fear still clinging to you. with his hand now resting at his side, kai fidgeted with the edge of his hoodie nervously.

“do you… want to come in my room?” kai asked gently, his voice calm and inviting. “i can hang out with you until you feel better. no rush.”

you hesitated yet again, feeling a little embarrassed. you didn’t want to bother him, and definitely didn’t want to seem like you were overreacting. but the thought of being alone with the fear still swirling around you made it almost unbearable.

“i… i don’t want to intrude or anything,” you murmured, your voice meek.

kai smiled softly, his eyes warm and reassuring. “you’re not intruding at all. in fact, you can never ever bother me. i really want to make sure you’re okay.”

his words, gentle and kind, slowly worked through the lingering hesitation. the idea of being with him, in the safety of his presence, felt like exactly what you needed. you took a deep breath, steadying yourself, and nodded.

“okay,” you said, your voice a little more confident now. “i’ll come in.”

kai smiled wider, relief flickering across his face as he gently stepped aside, holding the door open for you. “i’m glad. you don’t have to be scared when you’re with me.”

you stepped into his room, the warmth of the space immediately soothing you. the soft, comforting presence of kai was all around, with the plushies scattered across his bed and the dim, inviting light. the tension in your shoulders started to fade, though the fear still lingered faintly, slowly melting away as he closed the door behind you and motioned for you to sit down.

“make yourself at home,” he said, his voice still gentle. “i can put on something distracting or we can just sit quietly. whatever you need.”

kai soon noticed how your body was still slightly tense, and the way your hands kept fidgeting together. he smiled softly to himself, trying to think of something that might help distract you or at least bring you some comfort.

“actually,” he began, his voice light and playful, “if you don’t mind, i’d like to introduce you to some of my plushies.”

you eyebrows furrowed slightly, but you found yourself intrigued by the idea. “plushies?” you echoed, a little confused but curious.

kai grinned, his eyes lighting up with a kind of fondness as he gestured toward his bed, where the plushies were scattered in a neat little row. “yeah, they’re kind of my thing. i’ve had some of them for years.”

he reached over and picked up a gray rabbit, its fur soft and plush under his fingers. “this one’s goguma,” he explained, holding it up for you to see. “goguma’s really special to me because my sisters have the same one, just in different colors. we all got them at the same time.” his smile softened as he looked down at the little rabbit, and you could tell it held sentimental value.

he then set goguma down and grabbed a small spider plush next, its legs scrunched in a way that made it look endearing rather than creepy. “this little guy’s been with me for about sixteen years. his name is... well, i’m not sure. i’ve just always called him ‘spider.’” he chuckles softly, his fingers brushing over its soft fabric. “he’s been through a lot, but i think that’s what makes him so special.”

next, he grabbed a brown rabbit, its floppy ears slightly askew and a cute orange bowtie around its neck. “this is shin-chan,” he continued, his tone fond and almost teasing. “i got him as a gift from one of my friends. he’s always been a bit of a troublemaker, but he’s my favorite when i need a good laugh.”

you couldn’t help but smile fondly as you watched kai handle each plushie with such care, his affection for them clear in the way he spoke. he moved on to a white rabbit holding a carrot. “this one’s tobin,” he said, sounding almost reverent. “i’m pretty sure tobin’s the quietest one of the bunch, but he’s still got a lot of personality. i guess that’s why he’s one of me and my friends’ favorites too.”

kai then reached for three variations of molang plushies, the soft, chubby bunnies in different colors looking equally adorable. “and these are… well, molang. they’re brothers.” he said, gesturing to each one. “they’re all the same, but i think that’s kind of the point. sometimes, things can be simple and still be perfect.”

finally, kai picked up the one that seemed to mean the most to him—a gray penguin plush, its round body and black eyes making it look surprisingly lifelike.

“and last but not least,” he said, cradling the penguin in his hands like it was the most precious of them all, “this is my favorite. it looks like a real penguin, doesn’t it?” he smiles softly, his expression softer now. “this one has been with me for not too long, but it resembles a real one so much, that it’s just too endearing.”

you couldn’t help but feel a little lighter at his words. the way kai had introduced each plushie with such care made it clear how much they meant to him. the thought of him sharing that with you—of letting you into a part of his world—was oddly comforting.

you smiled slightly, your voice quiet but sincere. “they’re all really adorable... you really love them all, don’t you?”

kai grinned, his eyes lighting up. “yeah, i do. i’ve had them for so long, and they’ve always been there when i needed them. and so i thought, maybe they can help you feel better, too.”

you nodded, the first real sense of ease starting to settle in. you couldn’t help but feel a little less nervous in this room, surrounded by the plushies and kai’s warm presence.

after the plushie introduction, the atmosphere felt warmer, more peaceful. you and kai sat on his bed, surrounded by the soft comforts of his plushies, their presence almost like a gentle embrace.

the conversation soon flowed easily between you two—light, easy chatter about everything and nothing. there was something so comforting about the way kai spoke, his voice low and steady as he casually asked about you, your thoughts, anything and everything that made the air between you feel safe.

you found yourself laughing quietly at little anecdotes about his past adventures with his friends and other plushies, and it helped ease the last of the tension that had been knotted in your chest.

as time passed, the conversation quieted, the two of you slowly sinking into a peaceful, comfortable silence. you found yourself stretched out on the bed, the soft cushions of his blankets wrapping around you like a warm cocoon. you were so comfortable, so content, that you didn’t realize how your eyes grew heavier with each passing moment, the weight of sleep slowly pulling you under.

a yawn escaped your lips, and you rubbed your eyes, feeling the exhaustion of the evening finally catch up to you. kai shifted beside you, his own eyes beginning to droop.

“are you… tired?” kai asked, his voice gentle, though you could hear the concern present. "do you want to sleep?"

you hesitated for a moment, blinking a few times, but the thought of retreating back to your own room felt terrifying—so far away from the warmth and safety of kai’s presence. the fear that had consumed you earlier was still there, buried in the corners of your mind. you swallowed hard, your cheeks flushing slightly.

“i… i think so,” you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper. “but… i really don’t want to go back to my room…”

kai glanced at you, his eyes flickering with a mix of concern and something else. he seemed to hesitate, the quiet room growing thicker with the uncertainty in the air. finally, after a long pause, he mustered up the courage to speak again.

“do you maybe want to… stay here? in my bed? just for the night?” he asks, his voice quiet but sincere, as if he were offering you a lifeline. “it might help… with the, uh… the fear.”

you blinked, caught off guard by his sudden suggestion, your heart skipping more than a few beats. it was such a simple offer, yet it meant so much at that moment.

“okay… i’ll stay,” you agreed, a soft blush creeping up your neck.

kai nods as he sat up and prepared to leave, but before he could go to sleep elsewhere, you impulsively reached out and grabbed his sleeve, your fingers trembling slightly.

“wait, um, could you… stay with me?” you asked, the words almost a whisper as you looked up at him with a sheepish, almost pleading expression. "i… i don’t want to be alone."

kai’s face flushed a little, and for a brief moment, he looked taken aback, his eyes wide. but then his expression softened, and he gave a small, almost nervous smile. "of course, i can stay,” he replied, a warmth in his voice that made your heart flutter.

you both settled back into the bed, the blankets shifting as you made yourselves comfortable. kai even handed you his favorite plush—the one that resembled a real penguin—with a soft smile, silently asking you to use it as a hugging pillow.

you held it close, feeling its comforting weight, even noting to yourself just how much it smelled like him, but it wasn’t enough to fully ease the nervousness that lingered in your chest.

there was still something missing, and you could feel it, deep down. the need for comfort, for something more. the need of an embrace directly from him.

you hesitated for a moment, your breath shaky, but then you quietly asked, "kai... could we... um… cuddle? just for tonight?"

the words left your lips before you could second-guess them, and as soon as they did, both your cheeks burned with a sudden, sharp heat. you barely noticed the way kai’s face flush as well until you saw his eyes widen in surprise.

he froze for a moment, his gaze flicking away as if he were processing what you had just asked. his mouth opened, but nothing came out at first—just a brief moment of silence before he stuttered over his words.

“c-cuddle?” kai repeated, his voice rising higher than usual, a nervous laugh barely escaping him. he shifted slightly, his fingers twitching at his sides like he didn’t quite know where to place them.

“i… i mean, yeah, sure,” he stammered, his voice softer, more tentative now. “if you want to…” he trailed off, still unsure, his gaze not quite meeting yours as he tried to navigate the unexpected situation. it was clear that he was more than a little embarrassed by your sudden request, though he wasn’t upset about it.

kai shifted again, his posture stiff and uncertain, but even so, his expression softened. it was clear he wanted to make you feel comfortable, but the shy blush on his face and the slight tremor in his figure made it obvious that he wasn’t entirely sure how to respond.

he finally let out a quiet breath, trying to steady himself, but his hands lingered uncertainly, as though asking for permission to get closer. it was a delicate moment, full of mutual vulnerability.

but before you knew it, kai’s arms gently wrapped around you, and the instant he pulled you close, your heart thumped wildly against your chest. but then, that initial rush of nervous energy slowly gave way to something entirely different—something warm, something comforting.

his embrace, though tentative at first, quickly became steady and reassuring as he held you just a little tighter. as you nestled into his arms, the tightness in your chest eased, the weight of the world on your shoulders lifting.

the fear that had plagued you only moments ago, the horror from the movie that still lingered in the back of your mind, slowly but surely started to fade into nothing. kai’s presence and hold was like a shield, blocking out everything but the warmth of his body, the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath your ear.

your thoughts began to scatter, the pieces of worry and unease breaking apart like mist in the sunlight. you felt a contented, almost dizzying sense of relaxation flooding your entire being. it was as if his arms was the only place you could be; the only place you needed to be.

kai, too, began to relax, his grip soft but firm, his body settling into a natural rhythm as he held you close. there was an unspoken sense of understanding between you, a calm that you couldn’t quite describe but felt with every inch of your being.

your body, once tense with worry, melted into the warmth of him, each breath you took slower, deeper, as you felt yourself surrendering to the comfort he offered.

and in the quiet, soft warmth of kai’s embrace, paired with the softness and tenderness of the plushies that surrounded you both, you finally found peace.

[cl0ckworkpuppet]

Kerfluffle - an Ensemble Stars Fan Story

Epilogue 

Season: Winter Location: Kemokosu National Characters: Midori, Kanata, Chiaki, Tetora, Shinobu

[Outside of the convention center]

Midori: Sorry we're late. Shinkai-senpai insisted we stop and get me a souvenir.

Kanata: ehehe~ it seemed to “cheer” him right up ♪

Chiaki: Oh? Can I see?

Kanata: ah ah ah-- we don't want to “spoil” the “surprise”, do we?

it was gonna be midori’s “christmas present” ♡

Tetora: Did you get it from that one plushie seller? Because look what I got for Taishou!

Midori: A panda amigurumi? Well, I guess he likes fabrics and handmade stuff... right?

Shinobu: It's really cute! What's its name de gozaru?

Tetora: Hmm... Mini Taishou? No, because that would just be shou...(1)

Oh, who am I to decide its name for him? That's part of the gift! ☆

Midori: (It looks like something one of my kemono friends would make...)

(In a way, it feels weirdly nice to be indirectly involved.)

Chiaki: Alright, everyone! Now that we’re all together, we should head back to ES!

Are we all ready to go?

Tetora: Aww, so soon? It kinda sucks we’re leaving, I had a great time...

Shinobu: Me too, it’s a shame the day is so short de gozaru...

I’ll have to find the baker who made those cookies--

Tetora: You're still on about that? Jeez, it’s like you became a glutton in the span of a few hours.

Midori: ...There’s definitely some context I’m missing here.

(Everyone's laughing and having a good time.)

(Yeah... you were right, Shinkai-senpai. You took care of everything.)

(You didn't judge me, not even a little bit.)

(And even if you talked about how excited they all were for me to be here... you didn't once pressure me into coming clean.)

(I don't know if I can thank you for that now; it’d be too awkward.)

(But I hope you know I'm thankful for everything.)

(Next time, though, I’m not dealing with the hassle of keeping up both lives of mine at the same time.)

(It's way too troublesome that way...)

(Even if today was fun, I’m going to immediately try to forget everything that happened here as soon as I get back to my dorm.)

(And I'm probably gonna take a break from conventions for a while.)

[Later that night, in Midori’s dorm room]

Midori: (It's getting late, I should probably go to bed soon.)

(The group chat is really active, though, I’d feel bad if I suddenly stopped talking...)

“I'm off to bed, guys! U⁠^⁠ｪ⁠^⁠U”

“Today was lotsa fun! Hope to see you all next time! U⁠^⁠ｪ⁠^⁠U♡♡”

(...and sent.)

(I should’ve been asleep hours ago... oh well.)

(Maybe just one quick peek at Tw*tter before I go to bed...?)

(...)

(...Huh?)

(That's weird, I have a new follower.)

(“kurotora_san001”...?(2))

(Ugh, don’t tell me...)

(Huh? He sent me a DM?)

“Kurotora”-san: “Hey! I saw you at today's Kemokosu convention, and I wanted to see if you had social media!”

“Turns out, you do! I just wanted to say hi to everyone I met that day!”

“Um... I can't tell you who I am! I’m new to this community, and anonymous!”

“So, I hope to make friends, and hope you have a good day! 🐯”

Midori: ...

(Just when I thought today couldn't get more ridiculous.)

---

If this story were to be written in Japanese, this would probably be written as 小大将. The 小 and 大, being “small” and “big” respectively, would cancel each other out. Hence, the joke of it just being “shou”.

黒虎 (くろとら) translates to “black tiger”.

✿

[f10werfae]

A Woozy Rabbit Princess

pairing: Lumberjack!Henry x Fiancée!Reader

summary: Henry picks up his girlfriend from the dentist to find out, she’s forgotten who she’s married to, her pants are falling down and she wants kisses (Dom!Henry) (Drabble)

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Lumberjack!Henry Masterlist

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“Aren’t ya jus adorable sweetpea” Henry cooed walking into the dentist’s room to see his precious fiancée, bloody gauze stuffed in her mouth as she hugged onto Bonnie the stuffed rabbit Henry got her. Her head nuzzling into her bunny as she spaced out, but her eyes widened at the sound of her future husband’s voice; her arms immediate reaching out for him “W-woah you’re h-handsome” She squealed out muffled, the gauze falling from her mouth to the white tiled floors.

“Whoops” She whispered trying to reach down to get it before whining at the pounding feeling in her head, but finally humming in content as Henry strode over and wrapped his arms around her, her head stuffed into his stomach as he got new gauze from the table. “Now sugar, im gonna need ya to open wide alright? M’ gonna replace the gauze ok?” She nodded opening her mouth wide, oblivious to the disgusted look on Henry’s face as he saw her mouth all bloody and swollen, his poor baby bunny.

“M-Mister you’re v-very handsome, can I-I take ya home?” Excitedly wiggling in her seat she played with Bonnie’s floppy ears as she watched Henry sit in the chair beside hers, his hand cupping her cheek as she nuzzled into it, clearly enamoured by this man she’s “never” met. “Hmm I think I might be takin ya home first bunbun, what’dya say? You n’ Bonnie come home” He whispered nuzzling his nose with hers, his hands on each side of her waist, chuckling as she nodded excitedly, making Bonnie the rabbit’s head nod too.

“Yes yes! wait- hold on a second my pants are f-fallin’ down” She whimpered feeling her leggings slip down from sitting down for so long, only to gasp when Henry’s large hands pulled them up gently for her; kissing her on the forehead. Her face getting heated as if she was a high school girl having a crush for the first time. “Come on beautiful, time ta go home” He gruffed slapping her ass playfully as he picked her up bridal style, swiftly walking them three (Bonnie included of course) to his pickup truck, giving her a wet kiss while putting on her seatbelt, even giving Bonnie a forehead kiss when Y/n pouted saying “B-but Bonnie d-doesn’t get one?”

“A-Am I m-married, wait a-another second Mister” She gasped suddenly taking notice of the small but elegant diamond on her ring finger, her head turning rapidly to face Henry who was still gobsmacked by how cute his fiancée was, even without knowing who he was, she was still so willing to go with him. Although he would have to punish her later, because what if he wasn’t Henry and was some deranged bastard? His sweet woman was just too nice to everyone.

“No sugar pie, we’re engaged” He smiled interlacing her hand with his as he kissed her knickles, “W-wait another a-another second, i-i’m engaged to you?!” Her jaw dropping once Henry nodded, her mouth closing when Henry shut it for her, saying something about the gauze falling out again. Sweet little Y/n’s mind was going 100 miles an hour, this hunky lumberjack that she had “met” ten minutes ago, was now her fiance? What on Earth is going on?

Henry on the other hand felt his pants tighten at the sight of his sugar babe just staring at him so lovingly, even with her cheeks all filled with cotton, she was still the most gorgeous thing to grace his eyes. Throughout their whole ride home Henry spent it retelling their whole love story to his adoring woman, having to stop himself from smiling at all her giggles and gasps “I-I bagged a h-hunk” He heard her whisper to herself at one point as she squeezed his bicep. Carrying her into their humble cabin, he set her down onto their soft plushy bed, already prepared with bundles of blankets and pillows; of course Marly the car included.

“C-can you tuck m-me in? Oh! a-and Bonnie too! Please” Sliding under the covers she smiled as best as she could, holding Bonnie close to her chest as Henry slid in beside her, pulling her close to his side; his hand untangling parts of her hair gently. Simply just being in his presence allowed her to fall asleep within minutes, Marly cuddling up at her mama’s feet. Leaving Henry to take an abundance of photos on his phone, even changing one to be his home-screen, he’d do any and everything for her.

Soon enough after an hour or two the sleeping beauty woke up, and as if it was magic, her memories had returned like clockwork just like the Dentist said they would. Her face instinctively pushing itself into the crook of Henry’s neck, his hand shushing her softly whilst brushing up and down her back soothingly. Admit-tingly he himself had fallen victim to dreamland, his head resting atop of hers, her body secure in his arms.

“H-Hen? Wh- what’s goin on?” She croaked out, still muffled and her throat now feeling as dry as the sahara desert, Henry sitting up to reach over for the glass of slightly salty water on their nightstand; sitting right beside the photo of them both on the beach during their first summer together. Where Henry snuck her out of her house, drove them to the coast and rented out a beach-side hut, even buying her new bikinis so she could have her own little photoshoot.

“Remember baby? You had your tooth taken out, I took ya home bun” He whispered kissing her temple, plucking out the gauze and tipping up the glass so she could take a few sips. Nodding understandably she handed him back the glass, turning more into his side, “C-can I have a kissy though? Y-ya know to w-wake me up?” She pouted already puckering out her lips for him, her eyebrows furrowing as he didn’t and instead sighed, “Ya know I love your lips baby bun, but Doc says I can’t for 24 hours” He whispered running his thumb over his lips before pulling it away.

“A-A whole 24 hours without k-kissies? N-no fair mister!” She whined kicking her legs slightly, clearly not the answer she was wanting to hear, “Oi behave, you don’t want a nasty clot or infection do ya?” Henry said spanking her thigh warningly, hearing her mewl and watching her shake her head. “N-no sorry H-hen, j-jus wanted a kissy” She whispered leaning her head on his shoulder,

“If ya really want a kissy, there’s always another set of lips that I can kiss” He smirked already running his fingers down to the hem of her sweatpants, her legs instinctively widening for him as she nuzzled her head closer to his bicep; getting settled in for the next adventure she was about to go on

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PSA: Another sweet drabble from sweet Y/n and her lumberjack! Grumpy Henry 🥹🫶

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