#i'm so fortunate that i get to come home to a cooked meal but i know that won't last forever either

[cheekblush]

so how are you supposed to get anything done when you work 40 hours a week?

[ssahotchnerr]

How about it’s the first year reader celebrates thanksgiving with hotch as a couple and wants to cook the thanksgiving meal all by herself to impress him but it goes horribly wrong… in a cute way lol

new traditions

cw; fem!reader, established relationship, mentions of food, aaron being the softest man ever <3 wc; 1.1k

you thought you had prepared for every possible scenario.

turkey, out of the freezer with plenty of time to thaw. you strategically planned out what was to go in to the oven when (you in fact, had made a spreadsheet). you had quadruple checked your planned recipes, making sure you had each and every needed spice and ingredient they possessed. if all went according to plan, your first thanksgiving as hostess would run nothing but smoothly.

the one thing you hadn't anticipated, however, your apartment's power going out.

your heart plummeted into your stomach when your apartment dimmed and succumbed to complete silence - the hum of the oven halting loudly. while it was instant, the sound seemed determinately slow, as if it were somehow mocking you. that yes, the universe was throwing a wretch in your plans and you had to deal with the consequences.

once your mixer slowed to a stop, you dropped it into the bowl with no condolences for the potatoes, quietly murmuring a 'no no no' under your breath. maybe you had popped a fuse, maybe all your lightbulbs had miraculously popped simultaneously, maybe your eyesight had suddenly decided to give up on you after all these years. but of course, you couldn't be that fortunate.

dinner was ruined.

you gave it an hour or two, in which the time the turkey should've been cooking, and you should've been aiding to all the other dishes you planned on serving. but instead you spent the time lighting candles around your apartment as the sun set, trying to come up with a solution, such as serving dinner, or some of dinner, late. but word soon spread; a tree branch had fallen on multiple power lines and since it was a holiday, it wasn't promised to be restored until tomorrow morning. perhaps the middle of the night if lucky.

defeatedly and regretfully, you grabbed your phone, selecting aaron's contact.

"hey," his deep, relaxed voice entered your ear, full of enthusiasm at that. "we're just about to head over-"

"about that," you cut him off, "i wouldn't venture too far."

a brief moment's hesitancy, "is everything okay?"

there was no use lying, as aaron could cue into every tone change and ultimately determine your mood or current state of mind, even over the phone. "no, my power went out."

"oh sweetheart," his tone deflated, and you could imagine the expression of sympathy struck on his face. "i'm sorry."

"no, i'm sorry." you peered up at the ceiling, trying to keep your inevitable tears at bay. "it's been out for a while, and pretty much stalled everything. i was hoping it would switch back on but it doesn't look that way. so i don't - won't have dinner ready, i'm really sorry."

"sweetheart..."

"i know you said your colleagues were throwing a get-together? i would just attend that. that way, you'll still have somewhat of a thanksgiving."

-

as you sulked, tossing a hardened glare to your kitchen every so often, a knock came from your door. you opened it to reveal two smiling hotchner faces, one just taller than the other.

"jack, what do you say?" aaron's hand found the back of jack's head, ruffling his hair in encouragement.

"happy thanksgiving!" jack rushed forward and hugged your legs, before scampering into your apartment.

"happy thanksgiving." aaron echoed with that smile of his, giving you a kiss upon his entrance inside.

you closed the door behind him, dazed from his arrival and the kiss. "what are you doing here?"

"you didn't think we'd let you spend tonight alone, did you?" he arched an eyebrow, his expression communicating a silent 'yeah right'. like a lost puppy, you silently followed him into your kitchen.

"we whipped up the quickest thing we had at home." aaron explained, unpacking the bag he had brought contents onto the counter. "to jack's delight, that happens to be mac and cheese. it's still warm, so we'll have to eat now. we also brought extra candles - i still can't believe it's this dark out this early."

you leaned into him as he spoke, your cheek pressing against the coarse fabric of his jacket.

"it's wonderful but," you sighed, speaking partially into his upper sleeve, "it's not the traditional thanksgiving dinner i promised."

"then we'll make our own traditions." aaron reassured, opening the tupperware of mac and cheese, steam escaping. "it's our first year, first time for everything."

"but the turkey-"

"-would've been amazing, i'm sure. but this was entirely out of your hands, darling, and we'll make do." he pressed a kiss to your temple, his voiced laced with such understanding. such sweetness.

"well." you warmed up a bit, straightening your posture with a little more hopefulness in your tone. "there's rolls, i suppose."

"see." aaron gave your hip a squeeze, the ends of his eyes crinkling slightly as he smiled. "perfect."

and so, your thanksgiving feast was complete with macaroni and cheese (albeit it was spongebob shaped), dinner rolls, cranberry sauce - the few dishes that hadn't needed help from the stove. rather than your kitchen table, you brought your set-aside-for-fancy-occasions dinnerware to your coffee table, and you each found a seat on the floor, cushioned by a pillow. it was filled with laughter, thoughtful conversations, aaron reminding jack to not talk with his mouth full, and you and aaron exchanging long, loving gazes back and forth.

truth be told, illuminated by candlelight and in the company of the two you had grown to love so immensely the past few months, you had forgotten the current circumstances.

once pumpkin pie was devoured (again, a non-essential of the oven) aaron pulled up a charlie brown thanksgiving on his phone, and the three of you curled up underneath a blanket on the couch. aaron in the middle, you and jack adjacently buried into his side, as close as close could be. but ten minutes in, jack crossed his dad's lap and crawled his way onto yours.

you also had a newfound appreciation of charlie brown's given meal to his friends: toast, popcorn, pretzels, jelly beans. even aaron shot you an amused yet cautious glance at the plot line - too soon? but once he saw you had found it humorous, did he lightly chuckle aloud.

sure, it wasn't the perfect, ideal evening you had originally envisioned, but it was one definitely worth remembering. one you could look back on and laugh at, and the reason why now character pasta was a must-have on the table for future holidays to come.

in hindsight, it was better than you could have ever imagined.

[meownotgood]

married life / hayakawa aki

married life with house-husband aki.

pairing: hayakawa aki x gn!reader

genre: headcanons / fluff, just lots of domestic sweetness

note: this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you are a minor.

❥ You were the one who proposed first. It started as an off-handed remark: Hey, Aki, have you ever considered getting married? Without fully understanding what you were implying, he replies, I'm not sure, but I wouldn't mind being married to you. Needless to say, you popped the question not long after.

❥ You'll never forget the look on Aki's face when you asked him to marry you: his eyes were wide, and his face was flushed all the way to the tips of his ears. When he tried to speak, all that came out were incoherent stutters, but as he knelt down and hugged you, you heard him whisper, Yes. I'd love to.

❥ You consider yourself fortunate that your job has always allowed you to live comfortably, your salary easily enough for two people to live off of. For the first time in, well, ever, Aki doesn't have to be working himself to the bone all the time. He isn't used to this, and it took some adjusting to, but once he settled in his new peaceful lifestyle, he grew to really take a liking to it.

❥ Aki enjoys dwelling in something simpler, in a quiet sense of home. He finds comfort in the little things, in taking care of day-to-day tasks and the household chores. When you come home, a smile on your face once you see what he made for dinner, the stress leaving your shoulders when he tells you how he took care of everything — Don't worry about anything at all, you can relax now. When he's able to help you, to let his beloved feel at ease, it makes it all worth it.

❥ He's always been a chef at heart, so Aki enjoys making you dinner every single night. He asks you what you'd like to eat tonight before you leave for work, and he gives you a few suggestions if you aren't sure. He makes a mental note of all the ingredients he needs to pick up from the store. Then, he prepares dinner in earnest, expertly chopping vegetables, adding spices and having a taste to make sure it's perfect. He always plans it perfectly so that as soon as you come home, you'll have a delicious hot meal ready for you.

❥ Over the months and years you've spent together, Aki has memorized all of your preferences. He knows what flavors you like, and he remembers what you don't like; he always excludes those things from the recipe.

❥ You're no stranger to breakfast in bed, either; Aki will crawl out of bed as softly as possible, cooking quietly in the kitchen, careful to avoid stepping on the floorboards that creak. He'll brew some hot coffee, waking you up with a kiss to the forehead, a steaming mug and a plate of pancakes in his hands. Good morning. Did you have sweet dreams?

❥ When you arrive home from a long day of work, Aki takes your coat off your shoulders at the door, hanging it on the coat rack. He unites your shoes for you, then wraps his arms around you in a warm embrace, his hand tenderly holding the back of your head. The very first thing he says to you each and every time is, Welcome home, I missed you so much. How was work?

❥ And when he can tell that you've come home stressed and upset, he wastes no time, pulling you into a tight hug the second you've walked in the door. Bad day, huh? C'mere. Let me hold you.

❥ Aki makes you boxed lunches in the morning for you to take to eat at work. He makes sure each one is a balanced meal, with enough nutrients to get you through the day. There's always a hand-written note tucked inside, wishing you a good day at work, and reminding you of how much he loves you. Have a good day today. Hey, there's a festival going on downtown tonight, would you like to go? Let me know later. I love you. :)

❥ If you happen to forget your lunch on the counter, Aki will drive all the way to your work just to hand it to you. He pretends not to overhear when you start bragging to your co-workers about how much of an amazing husband he is, but he's smiling to himself on the entire drive home.

❥ Honestly, he'll never get used to you calling him your husband. It always makes his heart flutter and warmth rise to his cheeks. He still can't believe this is real, that he is married to the love of his life, and gets to spend the rest of his days peacefully beside them. After everything he's been through, he thinks he deserves it.

❥ He frequently admires his wedding ring, turning it over and rubbing his thumb along the smooth surface when he's reminded that it's still attached to his finger. Real, tangible proof of your marriage, proof that you belong to each other. Aki's heart skips a beat just looking at it. Sometimes, whilst you sleep, he'll grasp your hand and admire your own ring, too.

❥ You don't think you've done your own laundry since Aki moved in — He's always done it for you. He quickly learned what goes in all of your drawers, and how you like to organize your closet. When he washes your clothes, he seperates the whites from the darks, and he uses a special fabric softener that leaves them smelling divine. He folds all of your clothes neatly, and if you wish, he'll even pick out outfits for you, arranging everything so that you never have to worry about what you're going to wear in the morning.

❥ Aki makes sure every single chore is handled before you even come home. Dishes? Yep, he's already washed them, dried them, and put them away. Trash? He took it out ages ago. You don't have to stress about any of it.

❥ As he cleans the house, dusting every surface, he admires all of your knick-knacks, all of your belongings that have blended with his since you've moved in. He's extremely careful with your things, setting them back exactly where they were. A soft smile settles on his face when he gazes at the photo frames of you and him, and all of the pictures you've taken together.

❥ There's photos from your honeymoon (his arm is around you, you're kissing his cheek), and your wedding (he's crying like a baby at the altar, his hands clasped in yours). When you took visits to both his hometown and your own, you look lots of pictures of the scenery. And there's even shots from your various vacations, including his favorite picture of you that he's ever taken — You're at the beach, the waves washing over your toes, the sunset illuminating you perfectly. You look amazing, but honestly, Aki thinks you're stunning in every single one. He feels delighted to be reminded of those memories.

❥ Aki's favorite part of housework is tending to the garden. He waters the flower beds with a watering can, and then carefully tends to the soil of the plants. The best part is harvesting everything he's grown — tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, strawberries — and letting you have a taste. He'll chop up the cucumbers into slices for you, he'll make a cake out of the strawberries and feed you a slice. Is it good? Tell me what you want me to grow next year. I was thinking lettuce would be nice, I can make us some salads.

❥ He still has much to learn, but Aki managed to pick up sewing in the time while you're away at work; if you ever rip your clothing, or if the washing machine ever snags a button, he'll sew it back up for you, just the way it was.

❥ Although you tend to be busy, you and Aki have a designated date night where you always spend time with each other. Sometimes you go out to a fancy restaurant. Aki helps you pick out a glamorous outfit, does your hair for you, and stands behind you, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of your head as he clasps your necklace. Oh, you look so perfect, sweetheart. I can't believe I get to call you mine.

❥ He opens the car door for you when you arrive, and he allows you to hold his arm as you step out. When you sit down, he pushes in your seat for you. And of course, he orders for you, too. If there's something on the menu you said you might want to try but weren't sure if you'd like it, that's what he orders, and he's sure to give you a bite. If you enjoy it more than what you ordered, he'll swap your plates. And if you choose to order something out of your comfort zone, he orders your favorite, so that if you dislike your meal, he can just give you his. Aki spends more time helplessly staring at you than he does eating, anyways.

❥ But, if you're not feeling up to anything crazy, Aki is perfectly fine spending date night staying in. You'll cozy up on the couch, a blanket over your bodies as you watch whatever movie you've been dying to see. Aki pops homemade popcorn for the two of you. When you fall asleep on his shoulder, he turns off the television and carries you to bed in his arms.

❥ Aki wouldn't force you to, but if you wanted to take his last name, he'd be absolutely overjoyed. He would be honored to give you such an important part of himself. A smile tugs at the corners of his cheeks whenever he watches you sign paperwork with Hayakawa, and tears well in his eyes when the two of you visit the graves of his family, reminders that he isn't alone anymore, that you're his family now.

❥ Each night, you have a routine of telling Aki how your day went. Aki recounts everything he managed to get done today, and you tell him about anything exciting that happened, or rant to him about all of your stresses. You rest your head on his chest, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat, and Aki rubs slow, soothing circles on your back.

❥ He listens intently to every detail, praising you for your accomplishments: You finished that big project you were telling me about last week, didn't you? You've been working so hard love, why don't we do something special tomorrow to celebrate? Or, comforting you when you've had a shitty day: I'm sorry, baby. I don't understand why your boss has to be such an ass sometimes. If there's anything I can do to help you out tomorrow, just tell me.

❥ And yes, Aki knows that you really need your sleep for the busy day ahead, but sometimes, he just can't help but keep you up. It's not his fault you're so perfect he can't stop staring. You certainly can't blame him for wanting to kiss every inch of your sleepy face over and over again, until there isn't a single place his lips haven't pressed to.

❥ If you can't fall asleep, Aki holds you close and hums you a lullaby. It's some dumb love song he heard on the radio that reminded him if you. He can't remember the lyrics, but he still remembers the melody.

❥ You quickly discovered that when he gets really comfy, drifting into a deep sleep, cuddled up beside you, Aki snores a little. Not very loudly, just a quiet, low hum each time he breathes. You're sure he doesn't know, and you'll never tell him. You find it absolutely adorable, and his gentle snores always help to lull you right to sleep.

❥ Before he met you, Aki would have terrible nightmares every time he slept. It was unavoidable — Nightmares about his family, about devils, reenactments of every memory he's ever tried to forget. But now, as he drifts off in your arms, he has nothing but good, pleasant dreams.

❥ Aki will try his best to make sure you are never late for work, offering his assistance in the morning in any way he can, but if you ever are late, it was probably because he didn't want to let you go. He grumbles in your ear when your alarm goes off, his arms around you pulling you closer to his warm body. You say something about needing to get ready, but he just holds you tighter, sleepily mumbling, Just five more minutes.

❥ Your morning routine has been carefully woven into his. Aki brushes his teeth beside you, so close his shoulder is nearly touching yours. As you brush your hair, he ties up his, and once he's done, he's wrapping his arms around your waist and peppering your shoulder with gentle kisses. When you're showering, he writes cute love messages on the fogged up mirror for you to see when you get out. He never forgets to give you a goodbye kiss before you leave for work.

❥ Aki is always paying careful attention to your health and his own, so it isn't often that either of you fall ill. He always reminds you to take your vitamins in the morning, and he makes sure the meals he prepares are as balanced as possible. But, in the unlikely case that you happen to get sick, Aki takes the best care of you.

❥ He can tell you're not feeling well when you wake up stuffy and exhausted. He presses the back of his hand to your forehead, and when he feels the heat radiating from your skin, he shuffles out of bed to grab the thermometer. You have a terrible fever. Stay home today, sweetheart. I'll call your boss for you.

❥ He makes you easy to digest meals, he brings a wet washcloth and lays it over your forehead. Don't even think about getting out of bed, because Aki will make certain you're getting plenty of rest. If you're bored, he has no problem sitting next to you and reading you a book until you fall into a peaceful slumber. He doesn't care if it's gross, you can sniffle and wipe your nose all over his t-shirt and he won't mind. He'll hold your hair for you and softly stroke your back if you have to throw up, and he'll toss your pile of used tissues while asking you if you need some more.

❥ You tell him to sleep on the couch that night so he won't catch your sickness, but he never listens; he sleeps with his arms around you without fail. You'll be alright, just rest up. I'm here if you need anything.

❥ If you come home from a particularly bad day, Aki will immediately run a warm bubble bath for you. I'll have the bath ready for you soon, darling. Do you need anything else? He lights some nice smelling incense and candles. Then, he helps you strip down and slip into the relaxing hot water. Before he leaves to toss your clothes in the washer, he asks if you want him to bring you anything to drink, or if you'd like a shoulder massage.

❥ It wouldn't be hard to convince him to come in the bath with you. He'll let you lean on his chest while he washes your hair, his fingers gently scrubbing your scalp until you feel like you could fall asleep right then and there. And of course, he dries you off afterwards, wrapping your body up in a warm towel he took straight out of the dryer.

❥ Even if it makes it more difficult, he always keeps an arm linked with yours while he does the dishes, or a hand intertwined with your own when he's preparing dinner. If he absolutely can't, he takes regular breaks just to pepper your face with kisses.

❥ Aki also takes breaks from cooking dinner just to slow dance with you in the kitchen when your favorite song comes on the radio. He doesn't have the best rhythm, and he's still trying to get the hang of it — He apologizes for stepping on your toes, you simply laugh and kiss his lips.

❥ When the weekend comes, you and Aki like to spend the night drinking at home, sitting on the balcony and watching the twinkling stars. Aki always seems to end up getting just a little too drunk, his face flushed out, his words slurred when he babbles every little thing that comes into his mind. You're so perfect, you know that? C'mere, I wanna kiss you.

❥ If you go out to drink instead, Aki is always the designated driver. He watches you carefully, making sure you don't drink too much, keeping his arm around you when the bar starts to get busy. He never has a lot to drink himself so that he can drive the both of you home safely.

❥ Aki has no problem driving you anywhere, really. He's probably the best driver you know, and he always asks you if your seatbelt is on before he even shifts the car out of park.

❥ If you ever bring up the idea of starting a family together, Aki immediately turns into a blushing mess. He isn't opposed, not at all, in fact. The idea makes him feel warm inside — Settling down with you, raising a family of his own, growing old together with the one he loves. He'd be there by your side for the whole thing, helping you paint the walls of your spare bedroom, or taking care of the kids while you're away at work. He'll finally quit smoking for good, like he's been meaning to do for a long while. You're both still a little too young to think about it now, he figures, but sometime in the future, he'd love to have that kind of life with you.

❥ Your parents love Aki, that's just a given. He's so polite, kind and sweet, and so willing to help at every turn. He feels truly elated whenever he gets the chance to impress them with his cooking. He'll always participate in your family traditions, no matter how odd or unfamiliar. Honestly, your parents are happy for you, and it makes his heart feel full to know they're glad to call him their son-in-law.

❥ Aki will kill all the bugs in the house if you're too scared of them. You don't have to fear spiders ever again when he's around, just call for him to come take care of it and he'll come running with the bug swatter.

❥ He never, ever forgets an important date. Aki already has the most lovely day planned out for the two of you on your anniversary months in advance, and he's up until 12 in the morning baking you a delicious cake the day before your birthday.

❥ If you prefer, Aki will be the one to schedule all of your doctor's appointments for you, and he has no problem always being the one to call if you're ordering take-out.

❥ He tries his hardest to understand all of your interests, and he diligently remembers even the smallest of details about yourself. Oh, when you were in grade school, you went on a trip to the aquarium that you never forgot? Aki takes you there on your days off, and he always recalls which exhibits are your absolute favorite. He asks you questions about your hobbies, and enjoys watching you partake in them. He'll even try to learn them if he can, so he can enjoy the things you love together alongside you.

❥ Aki tells you he loves you at every opportunity. I love you is the first thing you hear when you wake, and the last thing you hear before you fall asleep. At the altar, he said it as a promise, a declaration to be in love with you for the rest of his life. And he says it now, breathlessly, in between every kiss he places on your lips. I love you, more than anything. You're the one I want to be with for the rest of my life, I'm sure of it. I couldn't imagine living without you, my angel.

❥ Aki is forever grateful to wake up every morning by your side, your face being the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes. In many ways, he doesn't understand how he got so lucky, fortunate enough to live such a perfect life. If anything, he promises to never take it for granted, to love you and care for you until it's all over. You changed his life, and he wants to make sure every single day, you know you mean more to him than all of the stars in the glittering night sky. He's glad to call himself your husband, and he's even happier to be able to call you his.

[kykyonthemoon]

Hello! I really enjoy your LaDS writings!

I was wondering if you can do a headcanon with Caleb or Rafayel with a workaholic and burnt out reader?

Thank you so much!

A/N: Dear Anon-san, Thank you so much for requesting <3 For this one, I went with Caleb because I already made something similar to the prompt for Rafayel, where he soothes a stressed out reader (though the reason why she's being like that isn't because of work). You can read it here. I really do enjoy writing for Caleb since we haven't seen many of his story yet in the game. I hope you are content with this story too. On a side note, I've recently got a few requests about a stressful or burnt out reader. I just wanna make sure my readers are doing alright out there <3 Sending you mental support right here through the fics I write <3

A Surprise Visit

Returning home at midnight after a long day of work, you unexpectedly find a guest being in your apartment.

‧₊˚❀༉ Caleb x F!Reader

‧₊˚❀༉ Soft fluff, domestic fluff

‧₊˚❀༉ Masterlist

‧₊˚❀༉ Request a fic

You came home when the clock struck twelve. The night was quiet, only the sound of your tired footsteps echoed in the empty hallway. After what seemed like an endless journey, you finally reached your apartment.

You unlocked the door. A soft glow from within illuminated the corridor. Since you left early in the morning, you did not recall leaving the light on. You let out a long sigh and felt guilty for being forgetful.

Yet, in the house there were not only lights, but also the delicious smell of food. How strange! How peculiar! You felt your weariness leave your mind as it was replaced by vigilance. Was there another person in the house?

You tiptoed to the kitchen, where the aroma of food made your stomach rumble. Then, you saw a very familiar figure. Fortunately, you were able to contain your joy and instead called his name quietly:

“Caleb?!”

He turned around, nodded and smiled at you. “You're back just now? Wash your face first and we'll have dinner."

You rubbed your eyes. Was it because you're so tired that you're daydreaming?

“Caleb? Is that really you?”

A soup was cooking on the kitchen counter as Caleb departed. Reaching over, he put his hand on top of your head.

“Are you expecting another man then?”

You immediately shook your head. Your hands reached up to wrap around Caleb's wrist and untangle it from your hair before he patted your head again like a child.

“No way! I'm just surprised to see you here, at this hour... Aren't you busy with your mission at Skyhaven?”

"Everything went smoothly. So now I'll take a few days off."

“Why didn't you tell me you're coming? I thought the apartment was being robbed..."

Caleb reached out and pinched your cheek. It was painful. He said:

“What kind of thief would help you clean up this messy apartment and even cook for you because they knew you got off work this late?”

You rubbed the cheek that had just been pinched and frowned. “You don't need to pinch it so hard.”

Caleb laughed. He told you to quickly go inside to wash up and get changed while he finished cooking the soup. You obediently followed. How joyful it is to get home after a hectic day and see the one you love.  All of a sudden, you forgot how tired you were after the long day.

The two of you had a simple meal. Caleb said that since it was late, you shouldn't eat too much. He observed you as you were enjoying your food. He had taken care of the apartment, made a trip to the grocery store and prepared your meal all day. What surprised and delighted you the most, though, was the fact that he was here. You had given Caleb a spare key a long time ago, but to be honest, you never thought he would pay a surprise visit. Due to work, you both had to live in two cities far apart.

After dinner, you threw yourself on the sofa and grabbed your laptop. Caleb got you a cup of warm water, then used his Evol to take the device out of your hands.

“I still have a report to finish…”

You wanted to get your laptop back, but Caleb turned it off and put it aside. "That's something you can't do right now." He stated. “Do you know what time it is? Shouldn't you be in bed? There are dark circles around your eyes.”

He used a finger to poke the thin skin below your eyes. It must be dark by now and somewhat made you look like a panda. You grimaced:

“Don't mess around, Caleb. I have a ton of work to get done.”

“I'm not messing with you either.” Caleb had a solemn expression. “You've been working hard for many days. Now you need to rest. I'm here to make sure of that.”

You let out a sigh. You were drawn into Caleb's embrace. Maybe he was right— you need to rest. Yet, the notion of the incomplete task made you feel quite uncomfortable.

You were a workaholic, and Caleb knew it. He therefore needed to be even more committed to getting you to give up the laptop.

“You're always working. It's hard to find some spare time with you." Caleb whispered as he rested his head on your hair.

You admitted you were a bit neglectful of Caleb, but that's because your job required extra work and concentration.

“I had to text Tara to find out you got off work at midnight.” Cale went on. “If you read the message, you'd know I've been here since noon.”

You raised up. At that time, you hurriedly reached for the phone on the table. As you opened it, you saw a series of messages and missed calls from Caleb.

“Oh… I'm really sorry…” You mumbled. “I really don't know where I left my phone…”

Caleb rubbed your shoulder, then pulled you back to the original position, leaning on his lap. "No problem. It's the price I pay for dating a girl who loves her job more than me."

You giggled as you pressed your face against his neck and gave him a breath tickle.

“I already apologized.”

He put his arms around your waist and gave you a gentle squeeze. Only when you were in his arms, listening to his heart beat, feeling his warmth and subtle scent, and only then could you stop acting tough. You could burst into tears. You could let the weight and pressure of work fall on your shoulders. For you knew, he would fight against the world with you.

Only then did you face your physical and mental fatigue and acknowledge that you were just too exhausted to handle everything at once.

“If you're truly sorry,” Caleb's monotone voice rang out as you gradually drifted off to sleep in his arms. “Then you must let me have you this whole weekend, okay?”

Pictures from Pinterest.

Edited by me.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

ive been vegan for about 3.5 years, but not everyone in my community is. I'm also a talented cook. i was asked to cook dinner for 8 people, which I was happy to do, I like cooking, I'm good at it. I clarified that if I was cooking the dinner, it would be a vegan meal, I don't cook with animal products, and asked if they were fine with that; everyone in the conversation said that was fine.

So I made a big ol' 12-inch shepherd's pie; it took me like 2-3 hours because i did the whole shebang, i made homemade gravy, boiled and mashed the taters by hand, and seasoned and slow cooked the tvp filling in a cast iron pan to try and give it a really authentic vibe despite not having animal meat in it.

one of the people i was feeding found out late in the process that there wouldn't be animal products in the food and got kind of fussy with me about it, started walking back into the kitchen to start arguments about veganism, which i kept just shutting down out of hand with statements like "i'm busy cooking, please stay out of the kitchen if you're not helping" and "i don't want to argue about this right now," I just didn't engage with them. I don't like arguing. They were pretty persistent and at one point i had to set a hard boundary with "I do not like arguing. if you keep coming back here to pick fights with me I'm just going to leave." fortunately they didn't live at that house, so we were both guests, and the hosts (who invited me over to cook dinner for them) asked them to stop bothering me.

so the pie is done and cooling, people think it smells good, they're asking how long it has to cool before we can eat it. the person in question then starts rifling through the fridge looking for something, can't find it, and then asks one of the hosts if they can borrow a car to go to the store and get some "real food" to add to the pie, I asked what they meant and they said they wanted to put some sliced ham and shredded cheese on it. It was at this point that I got pretty angry with them, i don't remember everything i said but the main thing i said were "i didn't cook you a gourmet meal for 3 fucking hours for you to put a slimy piece of grocery store ham on it, if you don't want to eat it like i made it then I won't give you any!"

So, they objected to my tone, and to the way i was policing how they ate food, and that i was forcing them to eat vegan. i objected to their general vibe and aggressiveness toward me, and I was offended as a chef that they wanted to add sliced grocery store ham and shitty shredded cheese to my fully homemade gourmet food, but I was also definitely annoyed as a vegan that they wouldn't even try it without adding meat to it. I didn't really feel like their objections to my tone and attitude were justified because this person had spent a good chunk of the evening going out of their way to start shit with me, and I had clearly lost my patience by the end of it, they didn't feel like I was justified in threatening to withhold dinner from them under any circumstances, as I had not paid for the ingredients (the hosts did) and it was not my home (it wasn't theirs either).

ok so, i feel like up until now i pretty clearly wasn't acting thaaaaat out of pocket, i think i could have been nicer but i mean... i was pretty angry and tired at this point. The reason im asking if i was the asshole is because, this person also cited withholding dinner as an abuse tactic that bad parents use and tried to paint me like an abuser, saying this was the same shit their parents would do to them growing up that gave them an eating disorder. I didn't know any of that, hadn't really considered that i could be triggering someone in this way. But also, I'm not this person's parents, and they were being pretty rude to me all night. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[nightfalltales]

let me make you feel better

parings: p4 jotaro kujo x fm reader

cw: SMUT - size kink + foreplay + fingering + penetration + literally just bathtub sex; dom!jotaro + sub!fm reader; explicit; au where everyone survives aka: eyes of heaven

word count: 2.1k+

summary: after a difficult day at work, you arrived home eager to see your loving family. fortunately, it appears that your husband is home while your daughter is out. how will he take care of you?

author’s note: damn i’ve been gone for a long time and will prob be gone again but oh well, wrote y’all a dilf jotaro smut bc we love dilfs and milfs ;)

smut below (18+) !! MINORS DON’T INTERACT !!

oh boy, you had a rough day of work. your co-worker accidentally spilled their drink on your paperwork, the project from the speedwagon foundation postponed today even when you’re prepared to get that over with, you name it. you drove back home with a headache, you couldn’t deal with this shit right now.

all you wanted to do was to rest after a long day, nothing more. of course, your husband and your daughter are welcome to rest alongside with you-- they are what you need to relax. you were content to just be with them and enjoy their company since they both put a smile on your face.

you park on the driveway, make your way to the door into the home that you, your husband, and your daughter shared, unlock and then shut the door to your living room while exhaling heavily from exhaustion. the first thing you see when you enter the house is your 6’5” husband approaching you with a serious expression on his face, indicating he know you’ve had a bad day and didn’t want to talk about it.

your husband immediately embraces you, giving you little time to greet him. you become calmed by his warmth, and you give it to him in return by encircling him in your arms.

“sorry i came home late..” you sighed.

“mm, no need to apologize.” jotaro replied as he rubbed your back.

he releases his grip on you, helps you remove your coat, and set down your bag. “would you like to join me for dinner?”

“you.. waited for me?”

he nods. crap. you were concerned that he become impatient because you felt like you made him wait so long for you. 

“i’m so sorry, dear. i believe i called you earlier that you could have dinner with jolyne and i’ll come home later to eat the leftovers.” you groan a little in irritation as you scratch your head.

jotaro held your hand and replied, "you did," as if to reassure you not to panic. "but i'm not going to let you eat the leftovers alone. i'm eating with you.”

wow. he actually did waited for you. for that long. 

it’s always the small details that jotaro left for you that makes you fall for him more and more. he’s a private, quiet man that everyone knows. they are unaware that he would express his affection for you whenever you both were alone. whether it would be cuddling you, kissing you, hugging you— you name it. he is your husband after all and since you’re his wife, he feels at ease around you.

you grin as you nod your head. "okay, then let's have dinner together."

he leads you into the kitchen, where dinner was already served. as you observed how organized the dinner table was, you grinned. despite the fact that jotaro was a capable cook, the meal he prepared smelled amazing.

suddenly, you realize there wasn’t enough food for your daughter to eat. “wait, jolyne doesn’t have enough food to eat with us.”

“jolyne already ate.” jotaro said as he grabs more utensils out of the drawer.

“wait really? where is she then?”

“she’s at kakyoin’s house for a sleepover. it’s just the two of us in this house.”

you sighed with relief. thank goodness you remember jolyne and kakyoin got along really well once you introduce her to him and he didn’t hide his smile. they would always enjoy playing games together at his house, even though kakyoin would occasionally win and tease jolyne about it. she would stick her tongue at him and demand for another game so she could win. that thought made you chuckle.

“come on and eat. what’re you standing there for?” jotaro grinned as he heard your chuckle.

you quickly return to reality. “oh right.”

you joined your husband in eating the dinner that he had prepared. you could tell he worked hard to make the dinner delectable since the food was delicious. you wonder how jolyne’s face lit up once she had her first bite of the dinner your husband made. she would most likely exclaim, “daddy, this is really good! mommy would enjoy this!”

though the atmosphere was silent, having your husband there to eat dinner with you was sufficient. the silence didn’t bother you at all. as long as you’re with him, that’s all you cared about.

once you two were finished, you were about to pick your dishes to put them in the sink when jotaro intervenes.

“let me clean the dishes.” jotaro offered as he took your dishes to the sink. oh great. you felt bad for him even more. after he has prepared dinner, you shouldn't let him clean the dishes.

“oh no no jotaro, let me-” he turned his head to look at you with a stern expression, you immediately stopped talking. you reluctantly gathered the remaining dishes for your husband to wash.

as he pumps the soap onto the cleaning sponge, he sighs. “didn’t want to make you wash. you had a rough day and you need rest.”

deep down on what he said, he’s right. he wants you to get some rest so that you can feel better along with him. he knows you well ever since when you first met him.

after washing the dishes, he comes over to you and tugs at your work clothes. “take these off and run a bath.”

“oh yeah.” you cast a downward glance over your work clothes. “i should go take a bath then.”

“i’ll join you.”

“eh? you haven’t took a bath yet?”

“no i haven’t. i want to join you.”

“isn’t that enough trouble for you..?”

you immediately regretted asking that question when a frown formed at his face.

"i waited all evening for you, y/n. i want to be with you, and being with you means taking a bath with you.”

you nodded hesitantly in agreement, mainly because of his demanding demeanor. but then again, perhaps the key to a good rest is a bath with your husband.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

as you enter the bathtub, jotaro assists you and allows your head to rest on his chest. you feel calmed by the warmth of the water and the presence of your husband sitting behind you.

“thank you, dear.” you muttered as you nuzzled his chest. “for making me feel better.”

he mumbled a “hm” as if to say, “you’re welcome”, and then leaned in to kiss you on your forehead.

you smiled as you felt his lips touch your forehead. you turned around to offer him a forehead kiss of your own.

but in this moment, jotaro wanted more. he intended to make you feel better. he didn’t want you to stress over a bad day at work. he wanted to make you think of him and him alone to put you at ease. the sight of you was enough to increase his desire for you.

“dear, you oka-” before you could finish, he leaned down to kiss you on your lips. you squeak in his lips as he grasp your hips to pull him closer to you. god you were adorable, transforming into putty in his arms so effortlessly that he could hold you close.

his tongue entered yours as he kissed you firmly. you felt him tightening his grip on your hips, giving you the impression that he was in control of you.

he releases his hold on you and gives you a lustful gaze. his eyes wanted you to know that he wanted more. more of you.

“jotaro..” you whimper as his mouth drifts along your jaw, leaving open-mouthed kisses and bites until he reaches your earlobe, which he tenderly grabs between his teeth and pulls slightly. the sensitive sensation on your body reached to you. he smirked as he felt you trembling in his arms.

“can i continue?” he asked as he rubbed your back. the need inside of you makes it impossible for you to speak; all you can do is nod. you needed this, you needed him.

he growled and bit your earlobe once again and you jumped at that sensation, letting out a squeak.

“i need to hear you say it.” his scorching breath hitting your sensitive ears. he’s directly speaking against your ear, it’s not fair.

“y-yes..” you push the word out of your mouth, it’s silent and breathless.

“let me make you feel better.” he then kissed your cheek before setting his fingers in place to enter you.

you are seated on his lap with your legs extended to his liking on each side of his. he continues to peck on your earlobes as one of his arms encircle you and hold you to him.

he finds this view breathtaking since he gets to watch your chest move as you trembly breathe in and out. he gets to feel the pressure of your face against his neck and hear the sound of your moans when he touches you.

your eyes widen as he slips one of his fingers into you, and you moaned in response. he pulls you to his face by grabbing onto your chin— he wants to see you.

“jotaro! ah!” your attempts to regain your breath only made his finger move more quickly. your responses start to pull him back toward the authority and control he formerly possessed. every time he moves more quickly, the warm water from the tub splashes.

it was embarrassing for you to let him see your reactions. although you two had already engaged in sex, the notion of him witnessing your reactions makes you feel extremely ashamed.

nothing could conceal how readily his fingers pumped inside of you, no matter how slick you were or how wet you were due to the water. you were unable to contain your voice when he stuck one more finger in you.

suddenly, you immediately felt your own climax about to reach to your limit. you tighten your hold on his broad shoulders. “j-jotaro.. mph! i’m close.. i’m close!”

“then go on and cum.” once again, you felt his hot breath on your ear.

you reached your limit and screamed his name, but you could still feel his fingers inside of you, every pulse, and the tightening of your walls around him. he kisses you from the base of your neck to the delicate curve of your shoulder.

“i’m not done with you yet, y/n.” he growled and pulled his fingers from your pussy. as you bucked your hips together, the water sloshed. his dick is lined up against your hot pussy, and you gasp as you feel it. jotaro was gripping your waist firmly as you both grunted simultaneously.

you were biting your lip while holding onto his shoulders as your husband slammed into you, his huge cock ripping you wide and the head shoving your cervix with every rock. you screamed his name while keeping your eyes closed as the sensation of his cock inside of you grew stronger.

even though he was fucking you slowly, the blows were powerful, leaving you unable to remain silent. his thrusts went shallow but rapid, and you drove your nails into his back and shoulders as your slick body slid up against his, never ever pulling back before forcing his hips close with yours once more.

“fuck y/n..” he groaned.

he fucked you through your orgasm, extending it as your entire body felt hot— you were left to cling onto him. as jotaro chased his own orgasm, the water in the tub sloshed erratically and spilled in some places.

when your climax suddenly started to approach, he was groaning loudly and occasionally letting out moans.

“jotaro! i’m gonna..” you bit your lip to suppress your noises.

with a few more thrusts into you, jotaro then roughly pulled you down onto him, spilling inside of you with a rasping groan as he dumped his seed. this left you with a warm sensation in your gut as opposed to the water's somewhat cooled temperature. 

“fuck..” he groaned even more.

as soon as he let you go, you sank into him and started panting hard alongside with him as he leaned back into the tub, satisfied with one another.

“you feeling better?” he asked as he looked down at you.

“a lot better.. thank you.” you nuzzled once more on his chest.

you made an effort to get out of the bathtub but lacked the strength to stand up straight. goddamit, you were unable to walk. jotaro assisted you by carrying you bridal-style out of the bathtub followed by his chuckle. “come on, let’s get each other both cleaned up.”

you nod your head in agreement and cleaned each other up. what a great “rest” provided by your husband.

[wingsofimagery]

Awaken the New Year

🎐Summary: It was time for the rabbits to go to sleep and welcome the new year with the dragon. Last year of your cycle before you have to wait some years before you meet your spirits again. 🎐Characters: Dragon!Jongho + Zodiac Keeper!Reader [Zodiac!ATEEZ + Zodiac Keeper!Reader] 🎐Genre: Slice of Life, Zodiac Spirit AU 🎐Rating/Warnings: PG-13/one inappropriate joke 🎐Word Count: 666 🎐A/N: The word count was on purpose. I'm brewing up something else but I wanted to write a little something for the new year. I don't know what went on when I wrote this tho LOL Pt 2 here

“Last day, huh?” Yunho sighed. 

“I don’t want to leave yet,” San whined. 

“Me either. Y/n, you should come sleep with us!”

You did a spit-take at Wooyoung’s words.

“Hey, don’t make this hard on them. We’ll see them again in twelve years. Then we can have fun again like we did this year.” Mingi nudged San scoldingly. 

“Of course, protecting the balance comes first,” Yeosang concluded. 

You smiled at the five of them. You were the retainer in charge of three zodiacs: tiger, rabbit, and dragon.  The rabbit of the zodiac (split into five souls: Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung) had just finished their year-long protection. Hongjoong and Seonghwa, the tiger souls, were the ones before them and the first in line to protect within your squad. It was now time to pass the baton down to their dragon friend. The youngest and the last of the zodiac you led. 

As the five spirits went from humans to rabbits, they jumped into their shrine box, huddled together. 

“Sleep well, boys,” you sweetly cooed to them, “thank you for your hard work this year. See you in the next cycle.” 

The rabbits closed their eyes with a smile, greeting you good night, good luck, and good fortune. They froze into a statue-like state. You closed the door to their shrine box to keep them safe where they were, then walked over to where the dragon’s statue was. He was a lonely one. All on his own. He had always reminded you that he was never truly alone, though. With you around, he always found joy in guardianship, and when he was asleep, there was not much need for company, but he knew you were still around nonetheless. You opened the dragon’s door (a big shrine box encasing an equally big dragon), who swiftly awakened. His vision was blurry from lack of usage. He blinked his eyes until things were cleared. That was when he focused on a small object before him. A tiny little human. 

You looked up to see the dragon of the zodiac was up and moving. 

“Oh, good. It’s been a while, Jongho! Good morning~” you cheered to him. 

“It’s been twelve years already?” 

“Indeed. The rabbit boys had just fallen asleep. It is your turn to guard the Earth for a year. Are you ready?” 

He hummed, “Can I get a meal first?”

“All done and ready for you,” you grinned at him. 

You remembered how much he liked home-cooked food. The love you poured into making hot meals for each of them and the attention to what each guardian liked never slipped your mind always softened Jongho's heart. Holding your hand out for him to hold, you awaited for the dragon to place his hand on yours. Jongho transformed from the gigantic dragon he was to his human form, with big horns shot out from the top of his head and body cladded in a purple hanbok. You guided the dragon to the dining room. The temple was big for one person. You always lived by yourself whenever it was not your group’s active years. With Jongho being the last, once this year ended, you would be alone for a while again. 

At the dining table, you cooked steak for him. You made it just the way he preferred it. You sat across from him, watching him eat with vigor as if he had not eaten in years, which was very much the truth. 

“Rumor has it this year is going to be a pretty good year,” you hummed cheerfully. 

“We’ll see about that,” he answered with his mouth full, steak shoved to the side of his cheeks so that he could reply to you, “although I don’t think it would be worse than the previous.” 

You laughed heartily, “Let us hope so then.” 

Once he finished his meal, he stood up to stretch his achy bones. He slowly walked over to the patio that oversaw the garden.  

“Now I’m ready.” 

With a smile, you stood up and approached his side.

“May this year be full of luck and happiness.”

“Said and done.”

[sad-space-dad-and-co]

olimar,

have you heard from your family lately? how are they? how do you cope with the thought that your family is hundreds of lightyears away? i can imagine its draining...

louie,

what do you have waiting for you back on hocotate? a family, a fortune, a good meal? what drives you to return?

sincerely, solar

I often get e-mails about every little thing, when my trips begin. . . As the days wear on, I think they begin to forget, until my son floods my inbox with dozens of graded homework assignments and photos from his favourite games, or when my daughter sends me selfies of herself and her mother, or when my wife chastises me for taking so long and bribes me with her beautiful confections. It's moments like these that carry me through my long expeditions. I can get a little emotional at night, when I read through everything before bedtime . . . But who wouldn't?! It's been ten months. I miss them dreadfully, but at least they're keeping me in the know.

I must admit, though, that most days, I guiltily imagine how good it would be to bring them here. This simple life, full of wonder untainted by our hands and by our money. . . But I'm terrified of putting them in danger. My familiarity isn't a justification. If only there was a way to make it safe. . . There are so many strategies regarding local fauna, but the air is such a problem!

- Captain Olimar

Hocotate? Oh, right. Sometimes I forget this distant planet isn't my home. I've become so used to life here that it slips my mind. Surrounded by such delectable creatures day in and day out... It's like I'm living my wildest dreams! Hrmm... I don't have much in the way of family to return to. I've only had Nana for much of my life. She isn't doing too well, so that's why I'll have to pry myself away from this bountiful buffet when the time comes to return. She sends me mail sometimes. It's the only mail I get, so I'm glad it's from her. It's great to know that she's still up and kicking.

A fortune, though... I've always wanted to start my own cooking show.

- Captain Louie

[purpleqilinwrites]

make room.

a/n: having thoughts about slice of life anime utahime because i am recently obsessed with the ice guy and cool female colleague anime! (do not perceive me for i binged the entire thing in one night .)

fandom: jujutsu kaisen

character: iori utahime

genre: fluff

info: non-sorcerer au; utahime is your neighbour

warnings: -

synopsis: you were only supposed to stay for a while, but utahime doesn't want you to leave.

word count: 1.3k

fluff-vember prompt: kindness from a stranger

fluff-vember 2023 masterlist is here.

Iori Utahime

Utahime wasn't used to coming home to someone.

Ever since she moved out of her parent's house after graduating from high school, she quickly came to the conclusion that living alone suited her the best. In the first year of university, she had lived on campus and shared a dorm room with three other girls. Adjusting to communal living proved too irksome for her since she was an only child, and she decided to take on a part-time job at a local izakaya to afford a studio apartment some distance from her university.

She has lived that way ever since. Even when it was clearly more affordable to have a roommate to split the cost of rent with, she lived alone, and she was happy that way.

The window to her apartment was open, and there was a smell of hot oil mixed with chicken fat wafting out to the corridor as she approached. Utahime fought back the urge to recite the standard greeting phrase for when a customer walked in, an old habit from her waitressing years.

"Utahime-san, welcome back!" you called out from her kitchen, aware of her presence since the door creaked when she pushed it open. She removed her shoes in the entryway and pushed them to the side, before she stepped over the threshold into the living room.

"I'm home," she said, and it was beginning to taste familiar on her tongue.

You rushed to round the corner to the living room, wiping your hands on a patterned tea towel clipped onto the bottom hem of your shirt. "Dinner will be ready soon!" you said, shooing her away from the kitchen. Instead, Utahime tiptoed to look over your head, and you moved to block her view.

"Please don't worry about the mess! I'll take care of it after," you said, putting a hand on her arm to steer her towards the couch. She allowed you to usher her to her seat, laughing when you made a show of fluffing the decorative pillow for her.

Utahime collapsed into the plush backrest of the couch, suddenly feeling the tiredness of her day weighing on her. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched you scurry back into the kitchen."What are you making?" she asked, inhaling deeply and feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over her. The dinner you were in the process of making smelled like izakaya fare, and her stomach involuntarily rumbled at the thought.

"Yakisoba and karaage! And beer, of course," you said, smiling. "Making your faves as a little 'thank you' for letting me crash these past few weeks! Couldn't have done without your kindness, is all." With that, you disappeared back into the kitchen to get back to cooking.

This entire week, you were the one making the trips to the grocery store and cooking meals for two. Utahime, while perfectly capable of preparing herself something healthy and balanced to eat, strongly preferred not to. Buying ingredients and keeping the house stocked with essentials was a chore she never enjoyed, and you were the solution to her problem for the week, going so far as to even cover her share of the groceries when she refused to accept money for rent.

She knew she'd miss you once you moved into your own apartment.

It was a stroke of good fortune – 'serendipitous', just like the word of the day she received in her email in the morning – that the apartment you were supposed to move into was still occupied when you arrived. Sharing her space with you was a very different experience from when she was a student, crammed in a room with three other girls who made the room feel much smaller than it actually was. Living together was easy, with you. It was nice.

You emerged from around the corner with two plates of yakisoba, the glistening yolks of the fried eggs on top winking at her. Utahime immediately straightened in her seat. "Let me help," she said, getting up from the couch and ducking into the kitchen before you could stop her.

"No, I got it!" you said, jumping into the spot behind her to keep her from bringing the rest of the food to the dining table. She tightened her hands around the large platter of karaage, shouldering her way around your flailing arms. You laughed, and it made her laugh too, and she was confident she never felt so at home in any place before this moment.

"I hope you don't mind," you said, the stainless steel buffet-style serving pan Shouko had gotten her as a gag birthday gift making its appearance from the depths of one of her kitchen cabinets. She could count at least half a dozen cans of beer in it, shoved into the mass of crushed ice you filled it up with.

"It's alright. I wouldn't have a use for it otherwise," she said with a smile, meeting you halfway to hold up the other side of the serving pan. "You know I don't do much entertaining."

You removed the tea towel clipped to your shirt and laid it on the dining table in place of a trivet, and the two of you set the serving pan full of beer and ice down.

When you settled into the other chair, she was glad that she had taken her mother's advice and bought a pair of chairs instead of just one. She had insisted that she wouldn't be hosting any dinners, earnestly citing the size of her apartment and the singular cooker hob in her kitchen as her reasons to refuse hosting. Her mother gently insisted, and she furnished her apartment accordingly: two dining chairs, two full sets of cutlery and dinnerware, a couch and a dining table and a bed that were all big enough for two.

Utahime helped you clean up after dinner, even if you maintained that you were just paying her back for letting you stay. It felt natural to wash the dishes at the too-small sink, while you stood to her left as you dried them off before returning them to the dish rack beside the toaster oven.

You were sitting on the living room floor when she was done with her shower, your luggage open as you rolled up your clean clothes to slot them in between the bits and pieces of your belongings that you've retrieved from around her apartment. She took a long look around the place, and it looked quite lifeless without your things blending in with hers.

Maybe you were the other person her mother wanted her to make room for. Maybe—

"You don't have to go, you know?" She called your name and came to kneel beside you on the floor. You momentarily stopped fiddling with the stubborn hoodie sleeve that refused to cooperate with your rolling, and you looked up.

"If your cousin's still living in the other apartment with their boyfriend, you don't have to go," Utahime said, her heart oddly calm for a moment like this. Wasn't it supposed to be something nerve-wracking to ask someone to move in with you? There was a severe lack of those butterflies her coupled friends often spoke of, and she knew it was because things felt easy, natural with you.

She watched the realisation of what she asked dawn on you. Like the dark blue night with the coming of the first rays of the morning sun, your face brightened. You scooped up her hands in yours, squeezing. "Then I won't go," you said.

[melanielocke]

Alastember - day 1 - fluff

I'm trying to write something for every day of Alastember, no guarantees yet that I will succeed but I'm trying. For today, I wrote a little fluffy piece set in a modern AU with no magic, Thomas as a doctor and Alastair as a PhD student.

@alastair-appreciation-month

‘You really can’t resist showing anyone that ring, can you?’ Thomas’ tone was light, teasing.

‘It is a beautiful ring,’ Alastair commented.

The two of them were at home, just finished doing the dishes, and on the couch. Alastair liked their evenings together. Thomas was often busy at work, but unless he had evening shifts they often spent their evenings together like this. This week, he had night shifts and he’d slept most of the morning.

Thomas put his hand on Alastair’s cheek. ‘And you want people to know we’re engaged.’

‘And what if I do?’

‘I don’t mind,’ Thomas said, kissing Alastair on the cheek. ‘I like it. I like how you’re not scared to show anyone that we belong together. That we’re going to be married.’

Thomas had proposed a week ago. Alastair had just made his deadline for his PhD and they were going out for dinner to celebrate at Risa’s restaurant. Alastair had not expected the proposal at all. They’d spoken about getting married, had discussed their ideas of what their future would be like, but Alastair had never expected Thomas to work out a proposal so soon. Thomas had given him the Lightwood family ring, the same ring Sophie Lightwood had worn before marrying Gideon, and somehow it felt more special than a new ring. Thomas really wanted him to be a part of his family.

‘I never wanted us to be a secret,’ Alastair murmured. ‘Besides, it was completely worth the reaction on Matthew’s face when I showed him the ring.’

‘He’s still not over it, is he?’

‘He’s getting there. And now that I’ve made my deadline and am waiting for a response, I don’t have much else to do.’

Alastair’s work weeks were sometimes exceptionally long, and sometimes rather short, depending on how much work he had to do, when his next deadline was. It could be stressful, but Alastair found he was managing well enough. It helped that he often had deadlines to work toward, and when he’d made one he could relax for a bit. It also helped that Thomas took care of him when he was busy, sending him pictures of his lunch to hint that Alastair should take a break to eat as well and cooking the most delicious meals when he came home. Otherwise Alastair might forget to eat at all.

‘I think I’m going to take another nap before work,’ Thomas said. ‘Do you want to join me?’

Thomas had two more night shifts to go and he was exhausted. Fortunately, a week of night shifts meant he’d be free all week next week, and he’d taken the week after off too so they could go on a vacation together.

‘Of course,’ Alastair said.

It was a little early to go to bed, but Thomas needed the extra rest and he figured they could make out a little before Thomas fell asleep.

‘You set an alarm clock, right?’ Alastair asked when they reached the bedroom, worried Thomas might oversleep and be late for his night shift.

‘Yes,’ Thomas said. ‘And it’s very loud, so sorry in advance for waking you too.’

‘That’s alright, at that point I’ll be either awake or in the middle of a nightmare,’ Alastair said.

With years of extensive therapy, EMDR, and paroxetine, Alastair would consider his PTSD relatively well under control, but nightmares were something that had never really gone away. It was fine, though, Alastair was fine. He was happy.

He changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed next to Thomas. Alastair had missed going to bed with him this week. They didn’t always have sex before going to bed, but they did always spend some time cuddling and kissing each other.

‘Come here,’ Thomas murmured when he was in bed too, and Alastair happily obliged, finding a comfortable position in Thomas’ arms.

Thomas kissed him, first on his cheek, and then on his mouth, his fingers running through Alastair’s hair.

‘I love you,’ Thomas whispered in between kisses.

‘Love you too.’

Alastair fell asleep in Thomas’ arms eventually, and startled awake when Thomas’ alarm clock went off. He was confused what was happening for a moment until he remembered Thomas had a night shift and he had to go.

Thomas shot out of bed and started changing.

‘Good luck with your shift, dr. Lightwood,’ Alastair said.

‘Try not to miss me too much,’ Thomas said. ‘Hedgehog can keep you company.’

Thomas threw a plush hedgehog at Alastair, which landed against his chest. It had been a birthday gift a few years ago and Hedgehog still had his place in their bed. Alastair liked holding it against him before falling asleep.  

‘I intend to sleep through you being gone. I’ll see you in the morning.’

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[tokusmuts]

Well I was wondering if you can make a Ayuri Kono x Marie Iitoyo x Reader Threesome smut, with lots of lesbian action and this may be a bit extreme but if you can maybe add a lot of foot fetish/worship where the two girls also have a fetish with each other’s feet

Okay, I finished it! So sorry for all the long delays but hope you can still enjoy it!

After a long time...

Characters: Ayuri Konno x Marie Iitoyo x Hidden Male Character

Category: Threesome, Foot fetish, lesbian, breastfeeding, anal sex,

P/s: This is the first time I write sex for foot so I cannot make sure if it's good or not

“Wanna have a competition to see who can swim 10 laps faster while waiting for him to come home, Marie?”

"I'll let you swim two laps first!"

"You're a bit overconfident, and you'll lose!"

"Let's see, sis!"

Ayuri and Marie, as usual, found temporary pleasures together while waiting for me to finish my work at the company, this time a swimming competition in my rather spacious indoor swimming pool. The two girls were swimming and playing as a way to relieve the heat outside. Ayuri is no longer in showbiz, so I have more time to have sex with her than Marie - an actress who is still involved in many projects, so whenever there is a chance, the two sisters are very happy together. Moreover, if it weren't for these occasions, I wouldn't have had the chance to make love to Marie. I'm still on my way home but watching the CCTV from the swimming pool, I can see that today will be a day when I will be able to work at full capacity with these two girls. Today they both chose red-pink tones for their bikinis but while Ayuri opted for a two-piece bikini, Marie opted for a simple bikini. But that doesn't matter because when I go to bed I will take them all off. Although Marie's time at home is very short, neither she nor I feel too fond of Marie thanks to Ayuri. Even though Ayuri is the sister, she is still a 25-year-old girl and only one year older than Marie, and her body is still very energetic and helps me to satisfy every night to back to work with Marie tomorrow morning. Speaking of Marie, I can only talk about when we had to do quickies at work. Fortunately, no one has noticed until now because Marie still needs to save face with her partner since I am still her manager, and even if they're all quickies, they're still enough for both of us to satisfy each other without having to make love properly when Marie still has a lot of schedules

Returning home after a long trip, I entered the house and still saw the two girls playing non-stop in the swimming pool. Both of them saw me and greeted me excitedly, if it was normal, I would also mingle with the two girls right now, but in this tired state, I have to eat and drink to regain my strength first. The two girls each got a towel out of the pool and then put on an oversized shirt to wait for dinner. After taking a shower, I rushed to cook dinner, and tonight's dinner was also quite fast because I was also more hungry than usual. The meal was just over when I got a call from Marie's partner (I'm still her manager, basically). After that, I went to the bedroom and took off all my clothes to prepare to take a shower, but still did not forget to tell the two girls who were still watching TV in the living room.

“You two will want to warm up before I get to work!”

Hearing my signal, the two girls happily ran straight into the room and then went to bed to give each other their first kisses. It seemed that the two of them had been waiting to do this for a long time, but because Marie was always busy, it had been a long time since they could kiss passionately like this again, moreover, they would groan together in a little later when I entered the game so they were more excited to kiss each other. Slowly two oversize shirts were also taken off and lying on the floor. Their hands began to caress each other's bodies, and while Marie stimulated Ayuri's cunt from outside the bikini, Ayuri couldn't stop massaging Marie's plump butt.

“You know where only you can make me moan the most, right?” - Ayuri said between kisses

“How could I forget, honey? But do you want me to go down there that soon?” - Marie looked at Ayuri affectionately

“We're warming up, so I want to moan soon so he will have to come out with us!” - Ayuri said god to Marie and turned her eyes towards the bathroom

Marie understood Ayuri's meaning but did not rush down there immediately, but kissed along Ayuri's body and then reached Ayuri's secret grave for Marie - her legs. Before marrying me, the two girls had attachments to each other's feet. So every time they make love, they stimulate each other's legs first to make the other unable to stand it any longer and then proceed to bring each other to orgasm. But Ayuri hadn't felt that way in a long time, so when the opportunity came, she wanted to do it as soon as possible. Marie even though she hasn't done this for a long time, is still too skilful, she starts with a lick along the soles of her feet that makes Ayuri's body twitch, then Marie takes care of each toe carefully one by one which made her start to let out soft moans

“Ah…that’s right, Marie…more…ah”

True to Ayuri's plan, those groans entered the bathroom and reached my ears. I was quite surprised that Ayuri was playing back so early, but obviously, these groans were just the beginning so I took a leisurely bath. In the bedroom, Marie still showed no signs of stopping while Ayuri was getting closer and closer to her limit. Ayuri's craving was getting closer and closer, and I didn't have to wait long for that moment

“Darling…ah…come out with us…ah…I can’t take it anymore…ah”

That's the sound I've been waiting for. My whole body is now clean and I don't use towels anymore but go to the bedroom with my naked body. I picked up Marie and pushed Ayuri down on the bed with Marie, I also lay between the two girls. I kissed Ayuri who was in a daze first and then turned to Marie. Then I put my hand behind Marie's back and unclip her bra, Marie's breasts were released so I couldn't wait any longer and went to suck them, feeling my wife's breasts after a long time is really different. Ayuri also took off her bra herself and brought her breasts close to my mouth, the offer was hard to refuse so I sucked on both nipples at the same time as they continued to exchange kisses. Ayuri's cunt was soaked in pink panties after her toes were cared for by Marie. And Marie, after her breasts were well cared for, began to moan and her cunt began to get wet. Ayuri's panties were easier to take off, so I crawled down and pressed my face against Ayuri's cunt first and coordinated with Marie to take off her panties. Above the two girls pulled each other into the next kiss which made my head stuck even more underneath. Ayuri's thighs clamped my head back so I could enjoy her cunt more while my fingers went inside Marie's cunt. Once the two lips parted, there were only continuous moans, two tones of groaning voices resounding throughout the room just as the two girls wanted. Even though I sucked on Ayuri's cunt every day, there was never a time when I didn't feel the urge to bury myself in it to be given that milky liquid by her. Her pussy, her ass, and her legs are the places where she can climax the fastest, and stimulating them is my favourite thing to do.

"Ayuri, let's shoot me in the mouth" - I said between sucks

“Yes…I can’t take it…ah...anymore...ah” - Ayuri said while being attacked by both Marie and me

Being attacked so hard, Ayuri could only groan and then spit the liquid continuously into my mouth, the sweet taste still inside the liquid. Even though Ayuri had just had an orgasm, she continued to suck on Marie's breasts, and I also turned to Marie's cunt and inserted 3 fingers inside Ayuri's cunt, so I also enjoyed her secretions. Marie has the same sweet taste, but since it's been a long time since I've tasted it, it feels like Marie's juice is better than Ayuri's. Above the two girls still couldn't stop kissing, so I inserted the fingers of my free hand into Marie's cunt and crept up to break the two girls' unfinished kiss and replace it with kisses. my alternate kiss.

“Now, which one of you wants to be filled first?” - I said but still didn't slow down my fingers in and out below

“Ah…Marie goes first…I think she looks like she's about to shoot…ah” Ayuri said between groans.

“That's right…ah…I'm not going to take it anymore…ah” - Marie continued

I put my dick inside Marie's cunt and started pushing hard. Marie's breasts bounced back and forth between thrusts which motivated me to push harder, I buried my face in Marie's breasts while Marie sucked on Ayuri's breasts. The room was now only for moans, the slap of flesh, and even the sounds of sucking lips. My cock's kicks were only getting faster and stronger, making both of them almost reach their limit.

“I'm going to cum Marie…ah” - I too have to moan at this wonderful pleasure

“Hurry up and fill me up, honey…Kimochi…ah” - Marie replied

So I shot into Marie, and the waves of sperm came rushing in like it was shot out of a six-barreled gun. Meanwhile, Ayuri couldn't take it anymore and shot more liquid into my hand and fell on the bed. I raised my hand and licked what Ayuri gave me with utmost enjoyment before I turned Ayuri's body around and lifted her hips.

"Now it's your turn to be filled, Ayuri!"

“Come on baby…ah…I want you so much!”

My cock, still covered with both my and Marie's fluid, was brought right into Ayuri's ass and I started to smack Ayuri hard, making her moan. Marie had just been filled so her whole body was exhausted, but when she was just lying there, I put my fingers in to continue to get more fluid from Marie, and the two girls continued to moan loudly. Marie then knelt with me and brought my head to her breast to suck her nipple. Ayuri's asshole has been a place I've filled her insides all along, but this time it will have to share rations with Marie. Even so, I shot inside just enough for Ayuri to fill up and let her lie there panting before turning and filling Marie's insides. It's been a long time since I've been able to cling to Marie's fragile body to be Doggy. I pounded Marie's ass while squeezing one of her breasts while Ayuri enjoyed the other. After filling up Marie, I tiredly lay down with the two girls, my mouth still couldn't leave the red and pink nipples.

[mistystarshine]

Send me CSM ficlet requests! If the prompt catches my eye and I have a free moment, I’ll write something quick (an hour or less) and post it. This was a prompt for Lou. Happy birthday!

**

It was a rest day. It was a rest day and it was raining. That meant that it was a bland, boring, annoying day, the sort that could only be improved by the great and glorious Nyako.

Okay, Denji was pretty entertaining on days like these, but right now he was busy laying on the couch staring up at a filthy magazine. Sometimes Aki was good too, but he was out shopping for "household supplies" and other stupid junk.

Useless humans.

That left Power laying on her stomach in the middle of the living room, wiggling a string in front of Nyako. Her cat didn't disappoint her even though she was in a lazy mood of her own. Every now and then, she would reach out a fuzzy paw to bat at the string, causing Power to let out a rousing laugh. When she was done laughing, she glanced over at Denji, just in case her infectious laughter had inspired him to start being interesting.

No such luck.

Power had just about accepted that today was going to come dangerously close to sucking when, out of the blue, Denji declared, "We should try cooking for Aki again."

"Why?" Power asked. A puzzled frown crossed her face as she dropped the string, sat up, and turned to face Denji. "Do you want to make him puke again?" She paused, then grinned as she reconsidered the question. "Although, I suppose that would be quite funny!"

Denji scoffed. "No, you gremlin!" He dropped his magazine on his stomach and threw an arm over the back of the couch to pull himself up. "I'm just thinkin', he does a lot for us, and we didn't do a very good job the first time, so we should probably... try again?"

Power squinted. "Tis an act of altruism?"

"Yeah?"

Power erupted into laughter. Nyako and Denji both jumped to their feet at the sound, the precious feline to scurry into the other room and the pitiable human to point at her.

"Hey! I can be thoughtful and stuff!" Danji cried.

Power laughed harder.

"Stop laughing!"

"No! It's funny!"

"Listen, you..." Denji gave a few ineffective waves of his finger before crossing his arms. He let out a pouty huff that a lesser being might have declared cute or endearing. Power declared it silly. It made her want to hug him. Too bad Denji didn't get hugs when he was being sulky or lying about his motivations.

Fortunately, he was a human who was capable of learning. After a few moments of grumbling under his breath, he said, "Look, just... Let's just give it another shot. That's it. We try one more time, and I'll drop it."

"Aah, I see, I see." A sharp grin crawled across Power's face as she rose to her feet. "Your fragile ego has been hurt, so you feel the urge to prove your capabilities."

Denji uncrossed his arms with a scowl. "Don't pretend that you aren't in the same boat!" he exclaimed. "You messed up just as bad as me!"

Power's grin faltered as she remembered the ferocity with which she had smashed the eggs against the rim of the bowl during their last attempt at cooking. Throwing the pan on a burner that was glowing red-hot and leaving it there for what was maybe, possibly, longer than she should have. The horrid stench that had arisen as her efforts to improve the situation all proved to be for naught.

"Nah, I did great! But!" She raced across the room to fling an arm around Denji's shoulder. He looked like he was done pouting now, so she would award him with some contact. "I see that you have need of me, so I shall offer my assistance for this endeavor!"

"Gee, thanks," Denji said. "So... what do you think we should make?"

"Uh..." Power frowned, wrinkling her nose, then exclaimed, "Oh! Oh! A three-course meal! Soup and steak and cake!"

"Yeah!" Denji exclaimed, stepping out of her grasp so that he could face her. He reached out his fist and Power ferociously bumped her own against it. "Go big or go home!"

"We'll show him! We're the best cooks in the world!"

"He'll beg us to cook for him again!"

"But we shan't, for we aren't his maids!"

"Yeah! It'll be great!"

*

Aki stepped into the apartment and was greeted by a cloud of smoke and the stench of something burning.

"Do not come in!" Power screeched.

"Yeah!" Denji added. "Everything's... Uh... Everything's fine! Just... go buy more soap and... stuff."

Aki lowered his bags to the floor and slowly raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. At that moment, Denji's suggestion of walking away was more tempting than he would like to admit. Unfortunately, he knew that he would only come home to a greater mess if he let himself leave.

The kitchen was an unmitigated disaster. A pot emanating a foul stench sat on top of the stove. Beside it sat a burnt pan filled with something that had been rendered down to charcoal. The oven was open and emanating smoke. Thick, viscous, off-yellow liquid of an unidentifiable nature covered the counters. In the midst of it all stood Power and Denji, both covered head to toe in a combination of soot and the mystery substance.

“Uhh…” Power shifted from one foot to another, shared a shameful look with Denji, then held her fists up by her side and exclaimed, “T’was a devil attack!”

“Yeah!” Denji exclaimed. “We fought it off, but not before it could…” He wavered, eyes flitting around the kitchen.

“Destroy our kitchen trying to cook with no experience?” Aki supplied.

Power and Denji exchanged another look. 

“...Yes?” he croaked.

“T’was a foul thing,” Power added with a solemn nod.

Aki resisted the urge to facepalm. “Then it’s a good thing I got more bleach and enough gloves for all of us.”

Denji grimaced. “When you say all of us…”

“How ungrateful!” Power cried. “You should-”

“-If you help, we can order in,” Aki offered.

The pair fell silent and snapped to attention. He was helpless to stop the faint smile that twitched across his lips. As he turned to walk out of the kitchen, he added, “You know, if a devil ever breaks into our kitchen to cook again, you can tell it that I’d be happy to help it.”

Denji coughed into his fist. “I’ll take it into consideration. If that. Ever happens.”

[esthersroleplayhud]

Pass the happy! 🌻🌈 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!

OH gosh!!!! Hello random person! Let's see here.

I love fiction and writing and roleplaying and all of the things related to that

I love art and creating it and looking at it and talking about it

I love being Jewish. I love the responsibilities to study and change your mind and argue and be stubborn. I love that we get to look at The Holy One and say "maybe that wasn't a good idea. But why was that the good idea? What can we learn from that in this age? Why do I feel like this dude who wrote about it in 1300 understood me and where I am coming from?"

I love being gay! I love the community this part of me has brought me. I love my gay friends and I love the fact that I am fortunate enough to be in a home where I can be myself.

I love cooking. I haven't indulged this part of my interests in a while, but it's probably one of the most relaxing and rewarding things that I do. When I'm in the zone and the ingredients are talking to me, I make some amazing meals.

I don't like to pass things like this on, but thank you for sending it! Instead of passing it on, if you are reading this, please. I encourage you to make a list like this. I know I am guilty of not practicing a gratitude mindset, so I think it is fair to say that I am not the only one who needs a realignment like this today.

[pinepickled]

🤍 for your favorite ship, Pine! As many points as you want.

Hey Shy! I'm afraid my fave ship isn't one from a fandom you know but i'll go for it anyway! Thank you for sending the ask, I love doing these <3 <3 <3

This is gonna be for Matoba Seiji/Natsume Takashi, from Natsume's Book of Friends!

Who cooks meals for the other?

Matoba cooks at first, just because he likes to spoil Natsume, but once he gets Natsume to live with him, he lets the chef cook~ Every so often on birthdays and minor holidays, Natsume will cook, just because such a personal gesture always makes Matoba melt like goo from the love.

Who spams the other with memes? 

Natsume doesn't know what a meme is, he thinks the funny pictures Matoba sends him are ones he took and made himself. Like a mom.

Who likes to tidy around the house?

Natsume does, leftover anxiety from his rough past with parents and parental figures. He thinks, on some level, that if he cleans, Matoba won't think he's a burden and abandon him. Once he moves into the Matoba compound, everything is done for him by maids and shiki, so he gets in a lil bit of a tiff over it, but Matoba is sure to calm him down~ Can't have the wifey worrying!

Who likes to play pranks on the other?

Matoba does, but that's just his twisted sense of humor coming out. Natsume is just a big ball of anxiety when it comes to their relationship so he doesn't dare for a long time, but when he does Matoba finds them adorable. When they're a bit older, Natsume likes to poke fun at their age gap (which i headcanon as bigger because why not :p) by buying him a "Sex After 40" book that just has blank pages inside 😭that just prompts Matoba to prove him wrong, (un)fortunately.

Who asked the other to move in with them?

Matoba asked. Natsume, when they started dating, would have never had the courage in a million years, so Matoba just kind of kidnapped him and said "this is your home now, go to school, come back before midnight". He tried to make it as clear as possible that he wouldn't let Natsume leave even if he sincerely wanted to and didn't just want to flee out of anxiety, but also that Natsume didn't need to answer to him if he wanted to go out somewhere or do something.

(as you may have noticed, I like my relationships a lil... spicy. But you have my discord lol, you already knew)

Who is in charge of the music during a car ride?

Natsume. Matoba likes certain music but he prefers to chat in the car, so he lets Natsume pic. When Natsume finally hears his music taste, he nearly has a heart attack from the shock- who knew that the scion of the Matoba clan would like rap?

Who is more likely to tickle the other mercilessly?

Matoba. He likes to touch Natsume, and he loves the uncontrollable laughter, so he does it whenever they're both in a good mood. Natsume has tried on occasion, but Matoba is unflappable.

Who needs to hold the other during scary movies?

Matoba needs to comfort Natsume lol. The both of them don't like horror in the first place- enough of that irl for the both of them- but Matoba is at the stage where nothing phases him at all, whereas Natsume is still getting his emotional bearings with dealing in the supernatural.

Who has to help the other when it comes to technology?

Matoba has to help Natsume. He's had the best of the best since he was a kid, and Natsume didn't even have a phone until the Fujiwara's gave one to him, so he's a little clueless. Matoba never minds though~ He loves taking on a caretaker role for Natsume, no matter how much it embarrasses him.

Who likes to get a bit frisky in public / an inappropriate setting?

Natsume can't stand it, so Matoba 100%. Lil kissy here, lil grope there, just enough to keep Natsume on his toes so he'll be all pouty. Matoba never does anything but put a protective arm around Natsume in public though- he never wants anyone to see his precious little gem the way Matoba has the privilege to.

Who wakes up first, and do they wake up the other or let them rest?

Matoba rises with the sun, but Natsume tends to have yokai-filled surreal dreams so he sleeps longer to make up for it. Sometimes, when they're sleeping close, they share dreams through their power, and Matoba can only describe it as weird. Natsume is privy to the same world he sees, but yokai just like him more- that's why they're always tormenting him, even in his dreams 😂

Who is always taking pictures of the other when they aren’t looking?

Natsume. When Matoba wants a picture he'll just snap one, regardless of who what when or why, but Natsume is still too shy to openly take pictures like that for a long time. Matoba is so attuned to Natsume's every action that for a few months, Natsume's only pictures of the man were of the back of his head!

Who always forgets their wallet and never ends up paying for anything?

It's not that Natsume forgets, it's just that Matoba has always somehow paid for everything before Natsume can even think about buying. Remember kids, instead of fighting for the bill at the restaurant, pretend to go to the bathroom, tell the waiter where you were sitting, and let them keep your card to process the order so they never even need to bring the check for your company to fight over~

Who can’t sleep because the other snores or moves too much at night?

Matoba doesn't make a single sound while sleeping, and that disturbed Natsume more than if the man had snored like a lawn mower all night. Natsume doesn't know it, but he snores, just a little bit. Sometimes Matoba will stay awake just to hear it- and as their relationship progresses, Matoba can't sleep without it.

Who is better at video games, and do they let the other win or show no mercy?

Matoba bought Natsume video games, but he himself doesn't play. Why escape to video games when you have something unbelievable right before your eyes? When Natsume asked him, though, they made an animal crossing village together.

Who always gets up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and accidentally wakes up the other?

Natsume. Matoba is a very light sleeper, and he can't stand Natsume being away from him, so when he can't feel Natsume's presence by the bed anymore, he's wide awake and panicking. He can only fall back asleep once Natsume is in his arms again.

Again, thank you for sending this! I love doing them~

[quietplace26]

Dragon!KK au (4)

It's been a few days since Akito's exploration into the forbidden zone, and Mari, his precious little sister, has grounded him.

"How can you ground me? I'm the older sibling."

"Oh, hush you! Accept your punishment for making me worry and almost dying!"

The punishment wasn't even a punishment. Mari just made him stay home for a few days so they could goof off together. They watched movies, played video games, and even cooked meals together.

They even visited their parents graves! Yeah, they didn't have the right flowers this year, but after Akito nearly got killed trying to get the right ones, he and Mari thought their parents wouldn't mind different flowers this year.

But not all of it was fun when some men from town came knocking on their door. A few of them were obiviously cops, but the guy in the suit was new. Akito's never seen him before...

The suit guy turned out to be someone who dealt with the borders. Basically he keep them functioning and he wanted to check out the one behind Akito's home.

"I'm sure you felt that earthquake we had a few days ago, yes? With how strong it was, there's a posiblity that the border behind your home is... damaged. " The man stresses the word, looking faintly nervous at the prospect of the border being damage.

Earthquake? ...Oh no! People in town must have felt the tremors that Dragon made as he chased him through the forbidden zone...

Suddenly, Akito felt nervous. What if someone found out he went pass the border?! That he caused that 'earthquake'?! He'd get in so much trouble!

Fortunately the men don't ask Akito too many questions. The only one that scared him genuinely was when they asked where he was on the day of that 'earthquake'.

"Home. My sister hurt her foot and she needs help getting around." And as if on cue, Mari comes hobbling into the room on her crutches.

The men leave after that, and as Akito looks out a window and watches them walk around his house and into the forest, he breaths a sigh of relief. That was close...

Too bad his relief doesn't last long, as all of a sudden, a BOOM is heard from outside.

"What the-" Akito, along with Mari who was standing with him, are thrown off their feet when everything began shaking violently. The siblings clung to one another as the lights flickered off and the shakes kept going and going... till it all went silent.

"I-is it over?" Mari looks to her brother in fear as he helps her up from the floor and over to a chair. "I'm not sure... Wait here." Akito starts heading to the door when he hears it. Screaming.

Looking out a nearby window, he sees the same men from eariler running pass his house and toward their cars in absolute terror.

Akito slowly backs away from the window in growing fear. What the hell was happening?! What was that BOOM?! That earthquake?! And why did those men run off screaming?!

P-Police! He needs to call the police! Akito scrambles to his phone, but before he could dial for help, there's a knock on his door.

Akito freezes and he hears Mari makes a choke whimpering sound behind him as another knock is heard, this time it was stronger.

Akito shakes out his fear and quickly dials for help as the knocks became louder and louder, shaking the door violently as it did.

Come on!" Akito whispers as he tries desperately to call for help, but something was jamming the signal!

Things only got worse when whatever was beating the door finally broke it down!

Akito darts over to Mari to stand in front of her protectively when the front door broke off it's hinges, letting the culprit who broke it into their home.

Since the power was off and it was nighttime outside, Akito couldn't see who or what was standing at the doorway. With shaky hands, he turns on his phone light and flashes it over at the doorway.

A man Akito's never seen before stood there. He was older and was dressed in an old fashion black kimono, but what really stood out about him was the dark horns protruding out his forehead and dark markings on his face!

The man grins ferally at Akito, showing off very sharp looking teeth, and quickly steps up to Akito, getting up in his personal space!

Now close up, Akito could see that dark markings on the man's face actually looked like scales!

"There you are! And I didn't even need to kill any humans to find you!" Akito's brows furrowed at the man's words. He... was looking for him? And what was that about killing humans?!

Akito meeps when he finds himself suddenly being scooped up in the man's arms. "Alright treasure, time to go home now~" The man rumbles as he starts carrying a panicking Akito toward the door.

"Hey!" Mari's voice calls out and the man stops, glancing boredly at Mari who was hobbling as fast as she could over to them. "Put my brother down you asshole!"

She swings one of crutches at Akito's kidnapper, however the man just grabs it and breaks it with one hand. Mari, now one crutch down, falls to the floor with a cry.

"Mari!" Akito squirms, trying to free himself from his kidnapper's grip, but the man's grip was to tight!

"So this girl is your sister, huh..." The man hums, staring down at the cursing Mari. "Well, I can't just seperate you from your sister, guess I'll just take her as well. Dale! Come here!"

Dale turns out to be a rather large male... that also had horns protruding from his head and scale markings on his face! "Yeah, KK?" KK, Akito's kidnapper, points to Mari. "Grab her."

Mari yelps as the man, Dale, plucks her off the floor and walks over to KK, Akito's kidnapper, and they both walk outside with a squriming/cursing Izuki in their arms.

Mari was loudly cursing up a storm, and Akito was just flat out crying in frustration. He and Mari were being kidnapped and he couldn't do a damn thing to stop it!

Akito glares up at his kidnapper. "W-why are you doing this?!"

A hand suddenly rakes through his hair, gently forcing Akito's face to bury into his kidnapper's kimono. "Shhh... I'm doing this because you're mine, little treasure."

"That answer doesn't make any sense you horn bastard..." Akito hears Mari grumble from somewhere near them, sounding much more tired now...

Mari's comment was apparently funny as some snickers was heard all around them, and even got a snort from Akito's kidnapper.

"What a feisty human hatchling! She'll fit in just fine at the temple!" Dale, the man who was carrying Mari, laughs loudly, ignoring Mari's angry hisses.

What temple?! Where exactly was these people taking them?!

Akito is brought out his panicking thoughts when the hand that was petting his hair slid down his dace to grab his chin and force him to look up at his kidnapper's face.

The horn man had an odd look on his face, like he was confused about something... "Treasure? Do you not recongize me?"

When Akito slowly shook his had no, the man sighs. "We met a few days ago. You woke me up from my nap, and... I didn't react well to that."

The only thing that happened a few days ago was when Akito went into the forbidden zone and- Oh.

"W-wait..." Akito points a shaky finger at his kidnapper. "Are you saying you're that Dragon?!" He yells as he starts struggling wildly, his eyes full of terror. "The same one that tried to kill me?! That-"

"-Healed you?" Akito squeaks as he recalls how exactly the Dragon healed him. "That let you live? Yes, that was me treasure."

The Dragon lowards his head so he and Akito were eye to eye, and leans close to the human's ear, growling out a low, "You bowed to me, treasure. You submitted yourself to me, and that means you're mine now!"

[loemius]

Hello! My Noumeniin traditions is to cook vegetarian meal of dolmades and couscous. I eat meat most time, never for Apollona holy days. My son has found a recipe for vegetarian hamburger so we will eat American this month. Also to clean my house and sing song. What do you have? It surpris see a American celebrate holidays of Ancient Greek.

khaire again my anon friend! i'm answering both of these back to back today since i have some time. as always, i'm glad to hear from you <3 your noumenia traditions sound lovely! when i'm feeling better and can eat well again, i'd like to try that meal myself. my traditions are very similar, and as always dame canary (@luminarycanary) taught me a lot of what i know. i like to celebrate the ancient greek holidays as traditionally as i can as an american because it makes me feel closer to the theoi. i can't really explain how or why, there's just something so sacred to me about offering them their traditional meals on their holiest days. i'm very thankful for dame canary, who is such a good friend, and teaches me how to honor the theoi better and better each day. i try not to eat meat on apollona's holy days as well, but given my chronic stomach issues i'm so grateful when i get to eat anything at all, so if i'm up to eating chicken that day, i'll eat it, because i figure that phoebe wants me to be healthy more than anything. however, i don't eat beef at all anymore for apollona to honor his sacred cows. no matter what i end up eating, i eat something with greek seasonings and olive oil, things that are sacred to apollona. some of my past noumenia meals have been chicken and potatoes, pasta with veggies, rice pilaf, but i like to change it up. i also clean my house, and especially my altars. i do a really big cleanse of the altar where i take everything off and reorganize it for the upcoming month. i then usually make a khernip and use it to cleanse my altars and home. i’ll then offer something to the theoi, especially phoebe apollona. they get the steam from my meals of course, but on noumenia i try to give a fairly large offering of incense, candles, and fresh water, sometimes alcohol if i can. i do what i can depending on how i feel that day. while i clean i like to listen to hymns to the theoi, especially phoebe. and of course, i pray and thank them for the blessings of the past month and ask them to watch over me and my oikos for the next. i also wash my kadiskos the night before on hekate’s deipnon and offer the previous month’s kadiskos to her. i make sure i leave it out to dry so i can make the fresh one the next day at some point. i recently got a new bottle for my kadiskos and it’s so lovely! americans who need a kadiskos bottle: check the dollar store or thrift store. got mine there and it’s great. i’m really looking forward to this noumenia because i was blessed with good enough financial fortune to buy a small statue of phoebe and it’s coming in the mail the day before noumenia. i’m so blessed to be able to afford a statue of him. thank you for sharing with me about your meal this month! here are my suggestions as an american: toast the burger bun. it’s worth it and better if it’s a little crunchy and toasty. don’t forget the cheese on the burger if you eat dairy. a lot of americans also enjoy a burger sauce that can be made with 1 tablespoon ketchup, 1 tablespoon mayonnaise, and a little bit of relish or chopped pickle. also, americans often eat french fries with them, so if you’re eating american that’s the truest way to eat the dish imo hahahahah. as always, anon, i hope the righteous and glorious theoi bless you and your family every day. may apollon and artemis kourotropos watch over you and your son, may lady demeter bless your area with a rich harvest and plenty of food to eat, may pallas athene protect and watch over your city, and may king zeus and queen hera bless you, your family, and your community!