#normalize getting in a good snuggle with the homies

[havinganfois]

Imagine your f/o holding you softly at night, or letting you hold them. And then imagine a pet laying right on top of you both, so neither of you can move a muscle least ye disturb The Beast

[ejundo]

Do u think maby you could do an outgoing reader and a quiet introverted guy who's a huge secret perv there friends and reader finds out his 'shy' friend isn't so shy~♡ (top m charecter, bott m reader) - (love Ur writing!)

outgoing bttm m reader x top shy giant charac

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NOT PROOFREAD(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ [ characters are obviously 18+ ]

a.n : hai!! apologies for not answering to everyones request.. finals r kicking my ass… but i thought this would be a good drabble (saw the request while witth my friends.. almost screamed.) and THANK YEWE for the compliment my dear! ALSO THANKS FOR 500 (almost 600) FOLLOWERS?? ILY ALL!! <3

laughter filled the room , and that laughter was coming from you, arms wrapped around the victim. his gaze averted but small laughs left his lips ‘it wasnt— that funny..’ he mumbled as he watched your beautiful eyes. the shadows contouring your face perfectly as the sun set, casting a glow to your features . fuck

‘oh come on!!! it was pretty funny… you cant even lie t’me” pulling away, you looked back at your packed lunch. ‘ooh!! we should hang out today— or have a sleepover! theres no school tmrw remember?’ suggesting while grinning , your hands wrapped around the metal container. ‘mmm… maybe i mean ill have too see..’ he was appalled, he was so excited he was gonna strangle the next person he saw… not you though. pulling out his phone to seem busy you looked away from him as you ate the last remaining pieces of food.

‘shouldnt be busy today. your house?’

‘duhhh!!! and yay! we could play video games and watch that one movie that came out—‘

‘mhmm, im down. ‘

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the sound of the door bell ringing quickly caught your attention, racing to the door you dropped all blankets needed for the sleepover.

the door swung open the cold air entering the home making you shiver though sigh in relief as it freed the warm hot air. ‘haiii! glad ya got here safe, ooh-! i made us some snacks, and then some store bought food on the table in my living room— you can. settle down your stuff up in my bedroom’ you explained quickly as you practically rushed to be by the others side. his hands fiddled with eachother while your warmth embraced him , arm wrapping around his bicep.

"hope you didn't have too much trouble coming here- you can settle down on the couch while i get my blanket from upstairs! then we can watch that movie and uhh! sleep? or play games!!" you suggested moving away from him, he watched your every move, the way you carried yourself up the stiars settling himself on your couch. the house was cozy, it was cold aswell.. just how you liked it.

it even smelled like you, the scent invaded his nostrils calming him, his head was thrown back as he relaxed in ur smell. eyes closed, though the shuffling of your feet and blankets dragging against the floor caught his attention as he awoke and stared at you "need help?" he asked, shaking your head you threw the blankets onto the couch- well onto him..

throwing yourself onto the couch you snuggled the cold blankets ontop of him. he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, "what movie were you talking about?" "you'll see! i think it may be a horror movie- its rated r" "so you don't know for sure what it would be?" shaking your head you got off him and grabbed the remote. he took that time to sit up and lay the blanket out.

your hands grazed the remote before heading over to the streaming site, scrolling through to find the movie. once found, pressed the button and rushed onto the couch jumping onto the other, yelping in surprise he only held you. "cuddle?" he asked softly, you nodded your head frantically. I mean.. it was normal to cuddle your homies right? thought so.

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his heavy breathing and your calm breaths. eyes tuck to the screen, but it seemed as if your were the only one paying attention.

your warm body held by the arms of the boy infront of you. he gulped softly as you wrapped your arms around his neck, oblivious as to what you were doing. your body pressed up against him, and his growing hard on.

you had noticed- but it was normal for people to get hard.. but fuck he just couldn't contain himself. the way your bodies collided, how you unintentionally rubbed his cock with your inner thigh. his hips bucked into your thigh before he let out a long sigh.

"fuck, im gonna go to the bathroom.." you looked at him and tilted your head "oh alright ill pause the movie." getting up your sat up and leaned over grabbing the remote before completely getting off him. the view presented infront of you surprising you, his flushed cheeks and his hard dick pressing against his sweats. blinking rapidly you stared at the obvious hard on. . noticing your gaze, his member twitched. "stop . . don't look" he mumbled embarrassed.

but he only lied. he wanted you to look, he didn't try covering it up. thats when you came to conclusion. "ah!- . . you- did i ? do that to you.." it throbbed.

"shit . . ." he mumbled throwing his head back. " look i don't mind . . i just didn't think-" you flushed at the thought he even- got hard because of you. "i actually.. i invited you here just. for you know.."

his eyes widened, feeling embarrassed you covered your face thinking he was gonna call you weird... but when you looked at him, a smirk was placed on his lips.

he reached out grabbing your wrist as he pulled you ontop, legs straddling his sides. " y'dont know how long ive been wanting to fuck you..." your heart pounded in your chest. "are you-" interrupted as he pulled you into a kiss, his rough lips pressed against your soft ones. a moan leaving his lips as his tongue grazed your bottom lip.

allowing entrance, both tongues dancing in a rhythm. relaxing in his grasp, he pulled away looking at your now disheveled look. the way your pajamas fell loosely down your shoulder, your throbbing cock pushing against your pants. "matching boners.. cute. except mines bigger." he mumbled he reached down grabbing your dick and pressing it against his own. comparing the two.

he wasn't wrong.. yours was smaller compared to his girthy one. "ive been waiting for this y.n.." the way your name sounded rolling off his tongue was sweet like honey, his large hand trailed to slip your pants down revealing your throbbing member following behind he whipped it out practically jumpscaring you. the wet tip looking at you .

"c mon baby." he mumbled eyes low as he watched your eyes, oh how hungry you looked. " dont be shy darlin" he mumbled his hands trailing up your body, hands resting at your hips rubbing gentle circles. your breathing heaved as you trailed down , face met with his girth. licking your lips, your tongue licked his tip as if it was your last meal, getting comfortable your lips wrapped around his cock. sucking on the tip , leaking precum onto your soft tongue he audibly groaned moans spilling out from him. "fuck why are you so good at this shit..." he grumbled, a large hand gripping onto the back of your head slightly edging you to go on further. and further you went, reaching the back of your throat you took it.

moaning at the sight he grinned messily biting his lip. "atta boy.." he hummed.

with one hand, you wrapped it around with whatever you couldn't take stroking it gently while your free hand prepped your hole, moaning into his dick, he pressed his lips together with hazy eyes he pulled your head away. "mngh.." you moaned , staring into his eyes as you fingered yourself open. he grabbed your hips pulling you closer , you laid your head against his chest, whining as he pulled your hand away. "i wanna fuck your tiny hole.." he hummed into your ear, feeling the tip of his girthy cock align with your slick he pushed up. causing you to twitch you gripped onto his shirt sinking down onto his length.

"fnh! hmmnhahnh" smiling at your dazed face held your hips, fucking into you gently as he watched your head nuzzle his chest. "lemme see your face." though your eyes only looked up at him , feeling his dick throb inside of you.

by then he was fully in, your tight warm walls huggin his yummy large cock. his eyes staring at you lovingly, hungry. hands gripped onto your hips, he used you as if you were a fleshlight. moans spilling out drool leaking from your lips as your eyes stared up at him. "your- funhck.. beautiful."

"gonnhacuhm.." you moaned into his chest, your juice leaking onto his shirt, staining it as you twitched reaching your climax, not far behind he held you down as he came inside of you.

the both of you moaning in pure bliss.. head thrown back you held onto him.

"ill fuck you better next time.." he mumbled, pulling out of you as his warm cum leaked out of you.

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a/n : i finished a request yayyayayayy!!! another one cummin soon sooo be prepared guys!! (,,>ヮ<,,)!

[anarchocuntboogaloo]

Normalize kissing your homies good night.

Normalize snuggling your homies in the morning.

Normalize falling in love with, getting married, building a life and having children with your homies.

[babygorewhore]

omg hi so. evan character ship pls🙏

physical appearance- i have a hourglass-ish body, im quite skinny but i have thick thighs, i have wavy , long, red dyed hair with curtain bangs, big, hazel eyes, diamond shaped face, full lips but not too big. i usually wear red nail polish or dark green. i usually dress pretty colorful, but it still looks good, like it's not tacky. i love shoes with platform as well, and my makeup is pretty natural usually.

personality- i am an ambivert, it really depends on the person. im an isfp , libra, and unfortunately i have ocd😭.. otherwise than that im a really happy person, i really try to see the best in life. my sense of humour is pretty mixed up like- im sarcastic and dry, but i also love dad jokes and almost everything i say is satirical. thats why some people think im mean or weird, which makes me really sad cause im a very nice person actually :( i try to make everyone feel included, even if i don't like them cause i know what its like to be left out. im bubbly and sometimes kinda loud, but i don't think it's annoying cause like, im not loud to the point where it's annoying or embarrassing. i love giving people compliments, and if i were to say im def the more dominant person in a relationship (ifykyk😝😝)

likes- im a theatre kid. i looove watching plays. (im not like musical-obsessed theatre kid i dont rly like musicals i like normal theatre plays) i love any kinds of music, my favorite artists rn are taylor swift, florence + the machine, frank ocean, childish gambino, and i rly like folk music as well :p i have a pretty short attention span so that's why i like watching sitcoms, cause it's easily to catch up w what's happening, my favorites are derry girls and community. i love acting, spending time in nature, drawing, spending time with my family and friends <3 i also love plushies 4 some reason , it reminds me of my childhood.

thats pretty much it :)

HIIIIIIIII

EVAN PETERS HIMSELF BOO!!!

So homie would love to paint your nails, he would love the colors you have. He would love how bubbly you are, since he’s shy and reserved. I feel like you would get him out his shell and he would have a thing for dominance heheheheheh

You both seem like you have the same interests, he would love to hang out with friends too so I definitely feel like you both would bond easily over that, AND HE WOULD BUY YOU PLUSHIES TO SNUGGLE WITH WHEN HES AWAY!!!

[softfuzzyships]

idk if you have a genshin s/i already but if not then you can get started by answering 5, 9, 11, 14 :P

@sosoftandsweet YES I DO THANK U FOR ASKING i dont have a real uh. backstory or anything but ill try my best

5. does your self insert have any special powers or abilities?

i have a pyro vision if that counts.....other than that. doggie mannerisms cause im doggie like gorou. and being able to hold a sword thats bigger than i am

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

oh good question.... itto for sure. my big bro. my homie. and gorou my doggie cousin. i like razor a lot (my son) but i think in universe he wouldnt wanna hang w me cause im a lil too energetic for him lmao....he does hang out w bennett tho so maybe it would be ok

also throwing in kaeya cause hes my brother in law and we irritate diluc to no end

11. what kind of outfit(s) does your self insert wear?

the cool over complicated anime kind!!! but it also has shorts and a red neckerchief cause its still me. i do have a design i commissioned and i wanna update it a lil so....stay tuned

14. what hobbies does your self insert have?

being a menace (like how i play the game)! sprinting at full speed across the land, climbing every tree, running on the shoreline and alerting every enemy known to man, etc etc. normal hobbies include fishing, drawing, parkouring (badly), and snuggling w my boyfriends

[ineedtherapist]

yeet.

Jotaro and Kakyoin with shy!s/o stand

Jotaro

"Yare yare daze. Fine. C'mere."

He's not one into PDA. That doesn't mean he's not good at it. I think he actually enjoy PDA and really fcking good at it, with Holly being his mother and all.

It's just he doesn't like being overwhelmed too much with it and he's in his weird emo shit phase which stem from trauma/terrible experience that I won't talk about here else it's going to be endless.

When he first met your stand, he doesn't think too much about it. "You have a stand too, cool." type of guy. Want to know and WILL know about your stand, it's ability, etc for precautions and those extra stuffs.

If you don't know better, you'll think he have zero interest in them from his lack of response and facial expressions.

Doesn't mind your stand being a shy one, he thinks it's really cute. Though he does feel annoyed sometimes which he doesn't know why either.

A bit flustered by your stand changes but like I say, he get Holly as his mom, this amount of touching is nothing he can't handle.

He'll go yare yare and tell you to cut the shit out but if you tell him it's not something you can actually control, he'll let it go or tell Star to do something whether replacing his place or hug your stand back, whichever the big guy wants.

He doesn't told you to get off that hard or anything since your stand is originally shy and realize that is a privilege he get as your s/o and it also work as a sign you being comfortable in a relationship with him.

Him letting you touch him and being touch by him is actually a privilege you get as his s/o.

Tease you a lot about this.

Secretly content with the affection but won't tell you even if he have to rip his mouth open.

Will reciprocate the touches when he have a bad day and maybe even give more.

Jotaro can cuddle all day long if he wants to.

Reject his advances and be prepared to go until weeks of him ignoring yours.

Good luck, homies

Kakyoin

"Fufu~ Where do you think you're going, sneaking up on me like that? I won't let you run away just yet. Mr. Joestar says we're free to do what we want today and I think I know how we're going to our time. Together of course.'

Kakyoin is very interested in your stand, asking about their capability, their subconscious habit and anything that he can think of to you.

He want you to talk about your stand since only a handful of ppl have stand and you can't really talk freely about it with anyone else. projecting his childhood on his s/o I- 😭

Talk about his stand too, though will stop in the middle of his rambling to apologize and ask if it's too boring. Please tell him it's not.

Tell him you aren't and he'll be over the moon, eyes sparkling and smiling like crazy.

His brain disconnected the first time your stand hug him. Genuinely bewildered by the sudden touch and freak out for a bit, asking you what's going on and if there's any problem. Your stand is usually really shy even when around him which is ngl, make him sad so this sudden action confuse him a lot.

Once you explain it to him, he calm down, face flushed like crazy and chest swelling with pride and immeasurable joy.

He similar to Jotaro see this as a privilege as your s/o and take it he's doing a good job leading the relationship.

He mean... your stand is hugging him, out of their own will and you explain that it's mean your stand is comfortable around someone if they actually initiate this phys contact session and they never do it before but is doing it now. What else this supposed to mean if that's simply not the case.

He's a lonely one okay. This guy is good in talking but he just generally terrible at anything that have to do with human contacts whether in handling it or giving it.

Hand-holding, hugging, cuddling,snuggling, all of this are not normal for him and when he try to initiate one, it feels awkward and stiff.

Take times to grow use to the affection. Once he grow used to it, he's more than welcomed towards the advances, loves it even.

You can't tell me he don't try to use his dakimakura to try and practice hugging someone.

Absolutely touch starve.

Literally melt into your stand hugs and cuddles. Doing it with you will need a bit of more practice but once you guys manage to get past that, he's the best hugger/cuddler out there anytime anywhere.

Still reserved with PDA but can initiate it w/o that much of a problem.

Won't tell you but extremely grateful to you as his s/o and for teaching him to grow used to physical touches that he always dreamed and half-scared of.

Will cuddle on a bad day, on a rainy day, at night, while playing games/watching movies, first thing in the morning, while doing hw, basically just whenever he get the chance.

If you reject him, he'll quietly sulk in the corner and ask you to cuddle with him all day long as an apology.

[kat-got-lost]

Hello! How are you? I hope you're okay ^^ Well I wanna request (If it's fine) Dream team in love with Y/N and fight for them (For wining their heart) some fluffy stuff u know UwU (If it's not fine with you please ignore this UnU have a good day ^^

hello loves it's 2am, im on mobile and decided to knock out some requests so sorry for weird formats :)

(A/N: changed up the request a bit, bc it was similar to something I've been thinking about the last couple days,,)

poly!dreamteam x cat hybrid!reader

warning// none

genre// fluff

format//headcanons, drabble

poly!dt x gn!reader (pronouns aren't exactly mentioned, male reader is implied but there's fem and gn options as well :)

(in game AU)

(A/N #2: forgot to mention y/n is like a cat shapeshift? they can turn into a cat but they've also got the human form which consists of the cat ears nd stuff)

before they find you they're not exactly dating, they're kind of on that edge where it's like "lol, yes, just homies, haha u n l e s s"

so, one day sapnap's out gathering more stuff from the mines because they're running out of stuff, after maybe a day or two, he's just doing his own thing and then he hears meowing and he's like "what the fuck"

very confused because you rarely see cats in caves and mines, at least not as deep as he was

sapnap's first though was "someone probably has an underground house and their cat got out" but after a bit of examining he realizes you don't have a collar or anything

you had gotten lost and seeked shelter in a cave until you could safely get back to your makeshift shack

you'd decided to stay in your cat form since it was more practical, and it took less energy from you

saps heart kind of just,,melts,,because you'd been lost and it'd been around a week since you felt comfort so you're purring and snuggling into sapnap's touch

sap sets up a small shelter for you and gives you some food and water, he was planning on heading back that day so he decided that the shelter would be safe enough to leave you in so he could finish his job

he takes you home to dream and george and is like "hey lol, we have a cat now" the second he sees you dream basically snatches you out of sapnap's arms and it's cooing at you and scratching your ears *he literally melts at your purs

george on the other hand, not as a estatic, he's not upset to have you here, no, no, not at all he's more "what the fuck we don't have the resources to properly take care of a cat"

dream runs a bath for you because of how dusty you are due to the cave dust

after sapnap gives you a bowl of warm milk and some fish they had, he lets you roam around the house and you settle on george's room where you join him on the bed

george knows you're on the bed and expects to wake up to a fuzzy cat cuddled up to him, but what the didn't expect was a whole ass human snuggled into his chest

screams. fucking s c r e a m s

sapnap and dream think he's just been murdered and run into his room

very confused when they see you, get a little protective of george and start yelling, it scares you and you transform back into your cat form and they're like ",,,o h h"

you transform back and you're like "hh sorry, do you want me to leave? or?"

all three of the boys just collectively go "N O" they all think you're a very cute kitty, kitty that is also a very pretty boy/person/girl? pog?

you explain how you got in the caves and the whole situation

skip forward a bit forward and they're used to your routine, having you around and just you in general

these boys, THESE B O Y S- they will absolutely smother you in affection

it's almost like a competition for them, they like to compete to see who can hold your attention longer or who can just get your attention in general

dream likes to bake with you and you guys curl up on the couch after and eat whatever you guys baked, sapnap likes taking you on adventures, takes you on picnics and through pretty fields, forests, etc george likes napping with you, loves cuddling with you because you're so soft and squishy, enjoys when you play with his hair and likes to play with yours (if you can't play with your hair he likes to just give you headpats and lots of cat ear scratches)

eventually you get annoyed of them arguing over who gets to do what with you and you're like "why don't we date- you three are literally in love with each other and me and i love all three of you 😠😠"

you can see the gears turning in each of their heads *dream just goes "huh, why didn't we think of that before- works for me (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) " *

now you're all one big adorable relationship

cuddles, so. many. cuddles

lots of headpats, picnic dates and movie dates

constant teasing, which normally sounded like "awwhh such a cute kitty" from sapnap and "such a good boy/kitty (? person didn't sound right there, replace it with whatever gn term you want :)/girl" from dream and george

overall such a cute and cuddly relationship, 10/10, would want to be dteam's cat boy

(A/N it's now,,,3 am,,i'll be writing some other requests tomorrow morning :)

[dirty-urie]

McBrendon

Second Person

Brendon x Female Reader

Unspecified Era

Smut Oneshot

NC-17

3.2k Words

Warnings in order of appearance: RPF, language throughout, not pre-discussed roleplay scene, medical roleplay and language, sex

Author's Notes:

So, basically, I was re-watching Grey's Anatomy, and I was like, "What if Brendon was here?" and then this was born. I have no idea if someone who's never watched Grey's Anatomy would understand or appreciate this, but basically what I think you need to know is that Derek Shepherd and Mark Sloan are sexy manwhores (in the earier seasons), and a common recurring joke in the earlier seasons of the show is putting "Mc" in front of adjectives to describe love interests. The fic is supposed to be more silly than sexy, but maybe it's sexy too, I don't really know.

"Wait, what about those two?" He asks, and you sigh exasperatedly.

"Brendon, just assume that all of the doctors on the Doctor Sex Show have slept together. That's the whole point."

He groans and slumps back in his chair, "Remind me why we have to watch this overdramatic doctor smut in the theater? The theater should be a sacred space for Disney movies or action movies with boobies and explosions, not 'ohhhh does McCreamy only like Natalie because she hooked up with Appendectomy?.'"

"It's my week on laundry duty, and whoever's folding laundry gets to watch whatever they want wherever they want. That's the rules, but you can go watch something in the living room or on your computer or on your phone if you don't like it," you offer, trying to get rid of him. You love Brendon, you love him so much, but sometimes you need to sit in the dark and fold laundry with no other noises except your soapy little doctor show.

"Fine. The men of the house are going to go watch something manly, don't bother us. Come on, Bogart!"

Brendon's little Jack Russell turns to look at you as if asking to stay, but you pat his back and send him off to go snuggle with his dad. You don't think you could handle Brendon's betrayed gasps if you let Bogart finish the episode with you. You and Penny will be fine ogling at Patrick Dempsey while file-folding Brendon's 68 pairs of gray and black sweatpants alone. Brendon kisses your cheek before he leaves. "Have fun with the boobs and explosions, babe," you tell him on his way out of the room.

"Oh, you know I will!"

•••

Two weeks later, it's your turn to fold laundry again, and you're back to watching Grey's, this time in the living room. The dogs are sitting next to you, eyes glued to the screen. Brendon's also in the room, bitching about "introducing this drivel into our home," but you're ignoring him because you don't need that kind of negativity in your life.

He finally quiets down, and you appreciate the five minutes of peace. Until… "Are you unsatisfied with our sex life?" He asks out of the blue.

You're taken completely aback for a second before you scramble to pause the tv. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what? Where did this come from?" you ask him. What the fuck? Is he unsatisfied with your sex life?

"Well, we haven't had sex in weeks practically." Three days actually. It's been three days, but you don't interrupt him. "And you keep watching this sexy doctor show, so I don't know, maybe you're feeling like a bored housewife," Brendon explains.

You laugh at him, and he looks offended. "You're overthinking it, baby boy. It's just a show! Sure, the sexual tension between the entire hospital and Mark Sloan is spicy and exciting, but I'm not trying to compensate for anything lacking in my life. If anything, all that spice just translates into better sex for both of us. Okay?"

He looks very skeptical. "Hm, sure. I totally believe you."

You don't necessarily think you properly got your point across to him, but Meredith just made another bad decision, and you need to see how it pans out. "Okay, great, now go watch a manly show with Bogs in our room if you're going to keep whining."

Brendon does not, in fact, go into your room to watch a manly show on his laptop. Instead, he and Bogart start watching season 1 of Grey's Anatomy, immediately getting highly invested in the lives of the ambitious-yet-messy surgical interns. He's trying to figure out what exactly appeals to you about the show.

•••

It's his turn to fold the clothes, and he's doing it wrong, but you're resisting the urge to do it for him because you're a feminist, damnit. He's still letting you watch Grey's Anatomy because he's a doll (and you don't know this, but he's also become a bit of a fan.)

"Do you think I'm more a Mark Sloan or a Derek Shepherd?" He asks.

You scoff, "You're a George."

"I am not! I'm way sexier than George!"

"You're just jealous because I'm an Addison."

"Pshh, you're a Bailey. You wanna know how I know?" He asks.

"Fine. Tell me." You give in.

"You desperately want to correct my laundry technique."

•••

"Meet me in the on-call room in five," Brendon whispers against the back of your neck while you're drying the dishes from dinner. What is this man doing? "Meet you where?" You ask, but he's already walked away. You're not sure whether to actually wait the five minutes or just try to go find him.

You give him three minutes before going to the bedroom. You honestly don't know what you were expecting, but it wasn't Brendon laying on his side in the middle of your bed, shirtless under a white coat. He has on a pair of navy blue scrub pants that aren't particularly flattering, but they still look nice on him.

"Explain to me what's happening here, homie," you tell him.

"I'm being sexy for you! So sexy! I'm Dr. Brendon "McKinky" Urie, I'm a general surgery attending, but my real specialty is pleasure."

You visibly cringe for him. "You're a McDoofus, and your real specialty is probably malpractice."

He pouts. "Play along. Come on. Please? Be Dr. Y/N Sexy."

You roll your eyes. "Why do you get your real last name, but I'm Dr. Sexy?"

"Because we're not married in this fantasy! We're both cheating on our spouses but not in a tragic way, in a sexy way! Come on! Let yourself have fun," he pleads.

You feel yourself start to cave. "Fine, I'll play along, but I'm stopping this the minute I feel weird, okay?"

"Of course. And, babe, if you don't want to do this, you absolutely do not have to," he says, serious now.

"No, no, Brendon. I'm down for this. I think you're a total goof for doing it, but I trust you."

He brightens, "Great! Now it's time for your examination." He waggles his eyebrows, climbing off the bed and gesturing for you to take his place.

"Exam? Am I a patient? Why am I in the on-call room if I'm a patient?" You ask.

"Doctors need exams too, y'know. We're both doctors, but I don't know, you need a routine exam for like moles or something. Take your clothes off." He says, and you take a split-second to be grateful that Brendon got discovered for his musical talents and will therefore never be an actual doctor.

You stifle back your laughter and strip down to your underwear, lying on your back on top of the white sheet he put over the comforter to protect the bed from any potential messes. He stands over you next to the bed, and you're happy that you at least get to stare at his body during this little experiment. The whole "doctor" thing may not be driving you wild on its own, but your half-naked husband always will.

"Thank you for coming to this appointment, Dr. Y/N Sexy," he says. Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, you chant in your head. "First," he says, making his voice husky, "I need to test your reflexes." Something tells you he won't be using one of those little hammers. He bends down and breathes against your neck. You shiver, and goosebumps appear on your arms. You're glad you wore your front clasp bra when he unclips it and has immediate access to your breasts. He circles around your nipple with his finger, and they harden quickly. "Mmm, good reflexes indeed. Very responsive," he purrs. "I don't think your test results are conclusive yet. You should keep going," you encourage. He rubs your scalp, and your head rolls back. You're worried that you'll start drooling.

Brendon smirks at you a little, and his smugness is slightly infuriating. Yes, you like him touching you, but that hardly proves that his weird roleplaying was a good idea. "Just like I observed, fantastic reflexes. But I now must move on to the chest exam." He rests his head on your chest, and you're beginning to suspect that this whole thing was just a ploy to touch your boobs a lot. "Is your heart rate always this fast or just when your hot coworker is touching you?"

"Normally only my husband, also named Brendon… for some reason, can get me so worked up, but now I'm thinking of leaving him for you, McCrinkly."

"It's McKinky, and your husband sounds gorgeous and super smart. You should keep him around," he says, climbing onto you and groping your breasts. "In my professional opinion, these are nice tits."

You have to bite your lip to resist the urge to laugh again. You wouldn't quite say you're aroused, but you are having fun at least. "Okay, okay, doc. Enough of the preliminary exam; I need five and a half inches, stat."

"You couldn't round up to six while we're playing!?"

"Oh, come on, you're lucky I rounded up to five and a half!"

"Rude! So rude!"

You kiss him to shut him up. "Sorry, baby, I won't bully you anymore. Now, how about a cervical exam?" You suggest, craving his thickness inside you.

That cheers him up. Brendon resumes his doctor roleplay. "First, let me complete the dermatological examination. If you could remove your undergarments, please."

You throw your bra on the floor and take off your underwear.

He admires the small amount of newly-exposed skin. "So many marks on your breasts and pubic region. Did your hot husband leave these too, or should I investigate for a skin condition?" He asks, ducking between your thighs to add some more.

"Yeah, he left them there. My sexy husband is kind of the best, but enough about him," you say.

New dark spots pop up after he finally moves his mouth from the sensitive skin of your thighs. "Oops, I think I just burst a couple of capillaries."

Well, someone did some light googling. "Do you think I'll make it?" You ask, faking drama.

"Yes, but you'll need someone to pay lots of attention to the area between your thighs."

He never mastered the art of subtly, did he? "I don't think that will be an issue. My husband will be thrilled."

"Great, that's taken care of. Shall we commence with the cervical exam then?" He asks, rolling off you to tug off his scrubs and underwear. He keeps his dumb coat on, which is more goofy than sexy without clothes underneath, but you don't tell him that. "And we can test your motor skills at the same time. Hands and knees, please."

You obey, and he moves behind you to enter you. He pushes into you quickly and hard, just like you like it. "God, there's so much blood in my, hm, um corpus cavernosum… I think," he says.

"Your what? Are you trying to cast a Harry Potter spell? because that's a whole different roleplay," You crane your neck back to see him, and your eyes widen. "Brendon, are you," you need to pause to choke back your laughter, "are you reading from a flashcard? While inside me?"

He's on his knees behind you, squinting at a white notecard. He flips the card over and reads from it, "the corpus cavernosum is, um, the main erectile tissue in the genitals. So, uh, I was trying to say that I'm hard for you."

That's it, you can't contain your laughter. You can't even bear to look at Brendon without cracking up. Tears are streaming down your face. He hisses, and you think it's because you've upset him, but you turn back to look at him, and he's biting his lip, his head tilted back.

"Are you good, B?" You ask, a little worried.

He's breathing hard. "Yeah, just your laughing caused contractions around my cock, and I was not prepared. Felt good, just unexpected." He pulls almost all the way out and then jerks back in, not quite slamming but gearing up to it.

"Faster, please. Careful still, but faster," you request.

He speeds up perfectly, finally filling you up and relieving the ache inside you. You relish each time his hips meet your body, feeling close to him, even if the position isn't as intimate as he usually likes. You suppose successful Dr. Kinky, notorious womanizer, wouldn't necessarily want to make loving, passionate eye contact with all of his conquests.

"So, Dr. Kinky-"

"No, it's doctor Urie, McKinky."

Jesus, you need a script. "So, Dr. Urie, do you have enough energy after all those lobotomies or whatever to rub a girl's clit? I bet my husband, the other Brendon, would touch me."

"Well, I would never even bother to compete with such a stellar man, but I can still try to get you off." His hands move between your thighs to touch your cunt. "Oh no, so much excess fluid here. I hope nothing's wrong." He puts a finger on your throbbing clit and feigns a sigh of relief, "Good, I've found a pulse." His touch is feather-light as he slowly strokes you. The contrast between his fast, hard thrusts and delicate strokes somehow enhances both of his actions.

"Oh, that's nice," you moan.

"You mind if I have you roll over? I still have to test your flexibility, and I'd love to do that with your legs on my shoulders."

"Fuck yeah."

He pulls out, and you get on your back; he gets you ready by situating the pillows underneath you. You rest a leg on either shoulder, and he thrusts in again. You don't want to admit it to him, but you feel like you'll need to come soon. The spikes of pleasure pulsing between your legs have been getting stronger and closer together, and now that you can see what you do to him, rather than just hearing his occasional grunts, you feel even closer to crossing that finish line.

"I'm observing some rapid contractions, Sexy. Should I note in your chart how close you are to coming all over me? Because it seems to me that you're failing your stamina and endurance evaluation," Dr. Urie teases.

You close your eyes to try to eliminate a source of the arousal, but you still feel painfully close to the edge.

Brendon inadvertently shifts a bit, and that does it. Your arousal peaks intensely, and you try to restrain your reactions on the off chance he doesn't notice. However, you're pretty sure he does notice your orgasm when his movements slow to a stop, and that's confirmed when he outright says it. "You just came," he states. It's not a question.

You nod, not bothering to deny it.

He pulls out, and you finally get to see his still-hard cock soaked with your wetness. "Well I suppose, we can run… further tests to reach a full diagnosis," he practically croons, pulling his scrub pants back on, and a wave of lust spreads from your stomach. Fine, the doctor thing is a little hot. "It's up to you though, I defer to your professional opinion."

"I think my exam is complete, actually, but I know you've been complaining of some pain in this region," you give his crotch a quick squeeze. "Do you mind stripping so I can investigate?"

He immediately takes off his coat, obviously excited, and gives it to you, so you put it on. "So, can you describe the pain?" You ask, putting a hand on his thigh.

"Kind of an ache, I guess?"

You squeeze his thigh, "And you'd say the pain is mainly here?"

"No, uh, um, to the right."

You squeeze his other thigh, "Oh, I see, right here?"

"No, not, um, my thigh."

"Sorry, I understand." You lay your hand flat on his stomach, still carefully avoiding his cock. "Your stomach must be hurting."

"Still not quite."

You clench your jaw in fake frustration. "Well, could you just show me where you need my attention, Doctor Urie?"

He shoves down his pants and grasps his leaking cock, groaning in relief when he starts to tentatively touch himself.

"Yes, very good, thank you. Would you say the ache subsides with stimulation?" You ask professionally.

Brendon nods and smirks a bit, "Yeah, you could say that."

"Well, I think you just need to achieve ejaculation," you diagnose.

"Is that, ah, covered under my insurance?" He asks cheekily, still jerking himself.

You laugh, going to dig the lubricant out, "Okay," you nudge his hand away, "leave this to the professionals." You pour the clear lube into your hand. "This may be a bit cold," you warn. He doesn't really need the lube, he's both leaking profusely and still slick from being inside you, but you want to keep up the "doctor vibes." You grasp him firmly and stroke quickly, trying to get him off as soon as you can. You kind of want to use your mouth, but you can't think of a good reason to within the roleplay. That's mostly fine, though, because you can tell he's about to come.

He comes all over your hand without warning a minute or so later. He shudders and groans, spurting twice more. You didn’t realize how worked up he was. Of course, you saw how hard he was, but to come this much from just jerking him off means he was really turned on. "Outstanding sperm production, sir," you say, crudely wiping him up with a tissue.

"Okay, no more doctor talk. My brain is too mushy," he groans.

You take off the coat and get into bed, cuddling against him. "If your brain is mushy, you probably should see a doctor."

He giggles. "So, would you do this again?"

You think for a second. "Well, I'd roleplay with you again, but you have to warn me next time. And probably not the doctor thing again. It was hot playing with you, but thinking about actual medical procedures is not my thing."

He yawns, "Noted about the warning you next time, and that's too bad. I was really looking forward to the oral exam. How big is your mouth? How's your swallow technique?" He says, half-jokingly.

"Hey, don't push it, or we're doing a prostate exam, and due to budget cuts to the hospital, we're going to be low on lubricant."

He cringes, "Point taken. I don't need a doctor roleplay; the next time I want a blowjob, I'll just ask."

You get out of bed and put on your pajamas. "Well, if it's in the next 45 minutes, your request is getting denied because Penny Lane, Bogart, and I are watching the real Grey's Anatomy in the theater while you're still too weak to complain about it. And this is a good time to tell you that my character is not actually a medical doctor. I have a PHD in film studies. I’m a fraud.”

His mouth drops open, "You're telling me that wasn't an official medical handjob?!"

"I trust that you'll get over this. Love you, babe."

He scowls but still mutters a quiet, “I love you too.”

[urstruly-ghst]

THE BIG SUNSHINE BOİ WAD SOOO CUTE!! It was so sweet ugh ❤❤❤❤ So how about a smoll sunshine boi with dorm leader !!

smol sunshine 🌞

imma hold the celebration until i finish these drafts,,,, sorry for the delay, homie is busy with school and stuff (also i procrastinated)

riddle rosehearts

This boy is small, he isn't that incredibly tall, but when he saw, smaller than him... He gets a little prideful.

It isn't like 'high and mighty' pride, more like 'oop haha well, i feel slightly confident' thing. He just gets a little boost to his ego.

He teases you at points, saying its cute that a lot of times, you ask for help from him on reaching things. Or when its too tall, you can't see, you ask for Riddle to look at it.

He honestly thinks its so cute and totally vulnerable, it makes him blush whenever you look up to him pouty faced.

He adores your height, but he adores your personality more! He loves the way you beam up to him, cooing praises at his achievements and being a great lover!

The sunshine you bring to him just makes him stunned at points, like wow, he managed to date you! How much luck does he have?

But, like any other scenario, he likes these affections private. It gives him a regal and good image, so do expect the affection indoors alone.

The affection he does is pretty simple, laying his chin on your head, cuddling you and picking you up (he let go after a few tries, it was tiring to carry you), and of course; kisses.

Riddle knows that sometimes being small is an insecurity, after all, its hard that a lot of people tower over you. So he sometimes offers you his heels to walk around in!

But! Don't think he is making fun of you, he just wants you to be comfortable with your height or body.

leona kingscholar

He totally teases you from the beginning. I mean, a magicless herbivore, short and sweet in a school with mages? Are you asking to be eaten by predators or what?

He teases you a lot, from bringing up objects out of your reach, to leaning downwards to talk to you, to simply just calling you "short"

It first irked him that you always beamed and smiled, like his teasing doesn't affect you.

But, later on, he would fall in love with that personality of yours. Both of you didn't even have a proper get together, you just... went with it.

Affections for him always are something that involves your height. For example, you want a kiss? Ask him to lean down, or tiptoe! He just likes the teasing.

Leona, liked picking you up, it gave you a boost to face his tall demeanor as well as it gave a perfect opportunity to kiss you.

Cuddle sessions are what he would bring up to creat the perfect night, day, afternoon, whatever. He loves your small body pressed upon him, making him feel content.

He always takes the "I'm strong and tall so I have protect you" role, to tease the living hell out of you. He likes how you cuddle up and beam with such a cute and innocent smile!

Oh, and the cooing you do. God, it makes this lion weak to his knees, but he won't admit out loud because his ego is high.

Either way, he adores you and if you ever feel the need for him to stop teasing, he would shut up.

He loves you that much.

azul ashengrotto

Oh, well isn't this a new thing? Azul, always next to the Leech twins, found it odd to see someone shorter than him.

What also was new was how you beamed brighter when you saw him in hallway, smiling and laughing happily to greet him

First thing he did when you approach is to always give an offering of a contract with him, after all, it seems like you want something from him

Suffice to say, that he was shocked when you refused, as you only wanted to say hello and be on your merry way

Azul's jaw dropped when he saw how you bounced with pep in your step, greeting those people.

And little did you both know, this was the beginning of his feelings for you. Months after this exchange, he asked you to be his.

The height difference is undeniably cute, you go and depend on him a lot, you go jump whenever you want something, you always have to look up!

How does one be cute all the time and not even knowing?

He always found it adorable when you looked up to him, you looked so vulnerable and cute. He wished to hide you.

Ah, and the friendly teasing he does when you reach up to him, on your tip toes, trying to snag a kiss!

Truly, the wonders of your sunshine makes his insecure heart warm. Azul will never regret offering that contract with you.

kalim al-asim

Kalim isn't your tall man, he is quite a small man. He is of average height at best.

But you? Oh, were so cute and tiny!!

Kalim first saw you in the hallway, sandwiched between Ace and Deuce, looking incredibly small. He waved excitedly at you, and you beamed up to him.

Soon you two became friends, and it was a pleasant friendship.

He always leaned onto you, clinging happily on your arm, cooing at you. He assumed you would blush, but your personality and acceptance to his made him happy!

Kalim didn't waste any second onto asking you out, after all, he seemed sure you were it for him. And when you said yes? He swore he felt the heavens.

His favourite thing to do for you is kissing you, smothering you with his sweet words. He also loved how you jump or tiptoe just to get a kiss

Now, Kalim would never give up on a party, if ever you have a party, he always makes sure you cling to him or vice versa. He knows how easy it is to be lost in the crowd, so makes sure you stay by him. This is also his affection.

This sweet sunshine boy also overlaps with you, its another battle of who brings the most sunshine in the room.

But sometimes Kalim lets you bring the sunshine, after all, your sunshine makes him the happiest he can ever be.

vil schoenheit

This man is over 6 feet tall, and wears heels, so imagine how hard was it for you to even maintain eye contact with THE Vil Schoenheit.

He didn't spare a glance at you first, heck, he didn't see you, you passed by him since your height was... lacking.

What made him go up to you is you just being so radiantly bright, with no extra help. Just you and your smile.

Like every other scenario, you went up to him, smiling and happy to even talk to him.

He finds you oddly endearing, your height is lacking but your personality makes up for it.

Vil didn't think about dating you, in fact, you asked him out. It was, a pleasant surprise for both, but he doesn't regret having you as a lover.

The first few months of dating, no one will know you two are even dating. It was just really professional, but when the door closes, it was different.

Vil won't show his love to his boyfriend to the world at all times, he flaunts them, sure. But he prefers his lover to be just as affectionate indoors.

The intimacy between you two is intense, one could hardly believe the ice cold queen of Pomefiore was so loving.

He adores cuddling you while looking at the mirror, it just shows how small you are against Vil and how sweet you look blushing and smiling up at him.

Vil definitely loves your sunshine personality, it gives him a certain boost to be better than the last.

idia shroud

Idia swore he never saw someone so... Moe? Was that the right word? The only person he saw who was remotely moe was his younger brother, Ortho.

But even then, it wasn't at your level. You were pure sunshine in his dark underground world.

Idia can't exactly tell how he met you, or how you end up being together, but it didn't matter, he had the best boyfriend yet!

You, on the other hand, knew how you met up. It was mostly thanks to Ortho, his kind soul always guided you, but one day... You felt lost, and since he said if you ever felt at a loss, go to Ignihyde.

There, you greet a few students, smiling and asking where Ortho may be. It was at that moment, Idia saw you— a ray of the golden sun.

Your visits frequented, Idia now got used to your bright side, to the point he started crushing on you. It felt good, and how you turned somewhat shy... It made him happy he had that effect on you.

Your sunshine that brought happiness not only to him, but Ortho, so everyday the gloomy Ignihyde turned somewhat happier and more lively than what it was before you.

Affection between you two isn't super skin to skin, he still finds it awkward. Don't get him wrong, he loves the affection, but it just feels weird and wants time to adjust.

The best affection he can give (willingly) is hand holding or cuddles (in private). But don't worry, he would kiss you, drown you in love if ever you ask him to.

Since he never had a partner, he was absolutely smitten when you cuddled up to him, smiling sweetly at his face and how you blush ever so slightly. It was just out of an anime, but this one was way better than what he had watched!

Won't admit it, but he loves seeing you in his hoodie, all bundled up, obviously drowning in the big jacket. He felt naked at first, without his hoodie, he felt so bare, but when he saw you all snuggled up... He could bare the no hoodie.

malleus draconia

Oh, sweetie, this fae is so tall. He was not surprised when he saw such a quaint child of man.

You grew endearing to him when you just didn't get scared of him, or his retainers, you approach him with a smile and open arms.

Malleus always assumed you would avoid him, but you never did, even after revealing his identity, you go and stay. Acting like it wasn't a big deal.

That moment, he fell utterly in love with you. He, of course, tried to play it cool. Malleus just tried to act normal, tried to initiate something, but it was a slow process.

In the end, you end up together, and he couldn't be happier. The affection you two share is sickening because it was too sweet.

Affections for you vary, but his personal favorite is picking you up, gives him the perfect opportunity to smooch or just cuddle up to you.

Malleus adores cuddling, but he was scared at first, he was scared that he could break you in his grasp.

But after a few reassurances, you got a clingy dragon fae wrapping his arms around your small body, blushing and smiling.

He admits, this feeling is so pleasant, he doesn't know when to let go. He just loves it, he got addicted.

[ruewrites]

‘mars argo - using you’ but make it asmo/solomon

You’re The Only One

AO3

Ship: Solomon/Asmo

Word Count: 2045

Warnings: Sight smut mention

A/N: Hi anon! This is my first time doing a song fic so I hope I did it justice for you!  I really started liking the song the more I worked on it, and now it’s stuck in my head. I hope you like it!

What's with these homies who be dissin' my boy?

Do they know?

I'm aggravated with the negativity and the noise

They tell me "find a wealthy man"

But they don't seem too happy

Asmo’s lips pursed together as he flipped the news article away from his phone. Most of the time he didn’t mind looking at what people had to say about him. He loved reading over their praise and adoration, but every now and again they stuck their noses into a place that Asmo didn’t exactly appreciate. Pictures of him and Solomon decorated the page. 

The Avatar of Lust Dating Out of His League: Is Asmodeus Lowering his Standards?

Shady Sorcerer and Lusty Avatar. True Love or Dark Ulterior Motives?

A Steamy Long Term Affair. Has Asmodeus Started Letting Himself Go?

Is It Love or Is The Avatar of Lust Allowing himself to be Used Again? 

Asmo was sick of it. How could they slander him and Solomon like that? And as if Asmodeus was helpless with his heart. He knew he had gotten into quite the situations in years past, but this was different. Solomon was different. 

There had many opportunities in the past for Solomon to take what he wanted if he wanted and leave. He’d had plenty of opportunities to use Asmo and to take advantage of him, but he hadn’t. Asmo would put his beating hard into his hands if he could. He couldn’t think of a time when he’d been in a happier and more fulfilling relationship, and he’d be damned before he let anyone slander his relationship in any way.

Throwing his phone into his bag, Asmo stood up from his set and walked towards the classroom door. He had places to be and a very special someone to see. 

Everyone else was clearly jealous about what he had, that he chose Solomon and not them. 

Solomon.

His wonderful and beautiful Solomon.

A man who truly made Asmo feel like the gem he was. A human man who loved Asmo for everything that he was. The most amazing man Asmo had ever met.

I was afraid to put myself on the line for a boy

'Til he put me in my place and showed me how to enjoy myself

I think I need your help

I think she's coming back

Oh the way his chest fluttered when he saw him. How could Asmo not throw himself at him? He took off running and threw his arms around Solomon’s neck, giggling escaping him. 

Solomon stumbled forward with a small grunt, “Oh oh! Careful. I don’t want to drop your gift.”

“Gift?”

Asmo tried to peak over Solomon’s shoulders before letting go and looking up expectantly. Solomon turned around, and lifted the lid off of the box in his hands. Cupcakes with perfect pink icing and the cutest little sprinkles stared up at Asmo. A little stuffed bunny with a pink ribbon wrapped around it even sat in the center.

“I got them from your favorite bakery on the corner, I figured they’d be safer with us than at your house,” he said. 

Oh to say this was lovely was  an understatement as Solomon slipped the box back into his bag where they could be safe.

Most of his past relationships had never thought of doing tiny things like this for him. Solomon knew his favorite drinks, his favorite animals, and smaller details about him. He didn’t always have to explicitly say things either. Of course Solomon asked him about things every now and again, but he also noticed things about Asmo. He noticed the tiny things that other people never did or didn’t care too. 

Solomon almost felt too good to be true at times. Asmo had to wonder if he even deserved him, if he even deserved this. 

There is a voice inside my head that's tellin' me that it's right

Am I naive to think that he could be the love of my life?

I never thought I'd tell him

How scared I am of losing him

Asmo felt the tears prick at his eyes before he could stop them. He tried to wipe them away quickly, but to no avail. Solomon had already seen and was cupping his face carefully. Asmo wrapped his arms around him as if Solomon were his lifeline, and in a sense he was.

The feelings almost came out of nowhere. Asmo hated admitting to the fact that what was said finally got to him, and he hated the idea that now it moved from his own person, to a relationship he adored and wanted to keep. He really couldn’t do anything right could he? There wasn’t a way to please them all was there?

So many people had come and gone from his life, people who could have cared less about his well being or Asmo as a person. But now he had that. He had a person who cared for all of him, and loved Asmo for all of his parts, even the ones he hated about himself.  The last thing he wanted to do was lose him, the last thing he needed was for him to leave him. 

“Asmodeus-?”

“Never leave me,” Asmo sniffled, burying his face in Solomon’s chest, “I love you so much, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you, I wouldn’t- I couldn’t-” 

His face was slowly lifted from his hiding spot as Solomon brought their lips together.

“You won’t have to,” Solomon’s thumb brushed against his cheek before going to wipe the tears away, “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise?”

The question felt vulnerable. Asmo didn’t normally cry when Solomon gave him things, but just thinking about the nature of his gifts and how much he cared….

It was almost too much for Asmo.

Another kiss was placed on his lips, then his forehead, and finally his hands. “I promise. I’m never leaving you. Even if the world ended, I would still be here. I’m in it forever with you. Anyone who says otherwise can have a little chat with me.”

Someday we'll both be older

I wonder if we'll be together looking back on the past

But I don't want live to see another day

Oh, I love you in the worst way

One of the cupcakes sat on a tiny plate next to him. Solomon also made him some tea. Well, Asmo made the tea. Solomon had just gotten him the packet. He was curled up next to him, fingers gently playing with his sides as some movie played before them. 

Asmo slowly found himself becoming lost in thought. When he first met Solomon all those millenia ago, he couldn’t have imagined that they’d end up like this. Of course he’d always thought Solomon was attractive even in his years as a king, and he knew Solomon found him physically attractive (how could he not?), but to be loved by someone like him?  

It was surreal.

He snuggled closer and buried his face in Solomon’s shoulder.

“Something on your mind?” Solomon asked, glancing away from the screen to look at Asmodeus. He squeezed Asmo even closer making him glance up and come back to where they were.

“Oh nothing, just thinking about how lucky I am to have a hot boyfriend to match me.”

Solomon nodded and nuzzled into his hair, “I also consider myself quite lucky. You’re a treasure Asmo.”

Asmo felt his heart catch in his throat.

Only Solomon could do this to him.

I love you and I hate you and I'm losing my mind

And you tell me all the time that this will pass

And that I'm gonna be fine

We're such a mess together

You make me lose my temper

“You know, I’ve been told I’m magic in bed.”

“Solomon.”

“I guess you could say I even have a few tricks up my sleeve.”

“Don’t.”

A card dangled in front of Asmo’s face, and he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “Is this your card my darling dearest? I think the Queen of Hearts suits you well.”

Oh Solomon was pushing it tonight. Asmo felt him shift to come in for a kiss, but he held up a finger, stopping him dead in his tracks. “Oh no. Nuh uh,” he tutted, “Men who make awful terrible puns don’t get kisses.”

Solomon blinked a few times before cocking his head to the side, a smug smile spreading across his face, “Not even incredibly hot men who make awful terrible puns? A man who you love so very much?”

Asmo shoved his face away and laughed, “Oh you are so full of yourself!”

“Mmmh, and you’re not?”

“I’m the Avatar of Lust, I think I can afford it.”

Solomon let out a rather dramatic sigh, letting himself flop face down on Asmo’s chest, “Oh whatever am I to do? I can't even be spared a single smidgen of a kiss from my dear Asmodeus. Oh woe is me.” His lips brushed against  Asmo’s collar bone before latching on to Asmo’s neck. 

Fingers gripped on to the black turtle neck and started to lift it upwards. Hips moved involuntarily against Solomon’s and teeth dug into his lips. Solomon raised his head and looked at Asmo. Not a word passed between them, instead Solomon waggled his eyebrows.

And that was what broke Asmo. 

It seemed like an eternity before he caught his breath. He knew that sex probably wasn’t the initial thing they were going to do, but he’d never turn down an opportunity, not from Solomon. 

“Wanna see what other ways I can be magical?”

“Solomon!”

“I have a magic wand on hand.”

“How can you say any of this with a straight face?” Asmo wheezed, he wiped a tear from his eye, “Alright, alright, fine. Sometimes men who make awful terrible puns can get kisses, and a little more.” He pecked Solomon’s lips. 

“Now show me this magic you’re talking about.”

You're the only one

Who's making me come

To my sinful senses

I'll never love anyone the same

I'll never feel ashamed of using you for pleasure

“Solomon, you were literally inside of me.” Asmo was in the middle of the bath, water coming up to his waist. He didn’t need to look at Solomon to see the smug expression on his face. Solomon was seated near the edge of the pool, eyes never once leaving Asmo’s form.

Humming softly, he sunk further down into the water, “I’m aware, but you know I just love your laugh.”

“It’s hard to be sexy when I’m laughing.”

“I disagree,” the water rippled around them, and soon arms snaked their way around Asmo’s waist and hot kisses were being pressed against his neck, “I know you’re enjoying yourself, genuinely enjoying yourself. And what’s sexier than knowing without a doubt that my partner is having a good time?” The kisses moved from his neck down his arm and Asmo couldn’t help the shudder that ran through him. 

Asmo tilted his head to the side as Solomon started to make his way back up. “It is hard not to laugh when you tell me if I were a class you’d ace me or how I’m the sexiest shoe you’ve ever seen when I’m all tied up,” he giggled, “I swear, I never know if you’re going to be super sexy or super silly.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Good, because there’s absolutely nothing to complain about when it comes to my subjective techniques.”

Oh he was a dork. But he was Asmo’s dork, and he couldn’t help the slew of giggles that fell from his mouth.

“See? There you go being sexy again.”

Asmo flicked some water at him before turning his head and inviting Solomon in for a kiss. When they pulled away, Asmo started to make his way towards the edge and left the water. He slipped into his fluffy pink robe and allowed himself to enjoy the soft plush.

“More bad movies and cuddling?” Solomon asked following suit.

“That sounds lovely.”

When their lips met again, Asmo couldn’t help the smile that spread across his lips.

How lucky had he been to meet Solomon?

How lucky had he been to find the love of his life?

[mr-smith-wesson]

(Long-winded anon warning. Seriously if I’m annoying you with these just ignore my ramblings). Ok, so I just found out that five years pass between 15x19 and 15x20, which got me super excited because as much fun as Jensen’s “put us back in coach” idea is, we don’t really need it. We have five years of stuff that could be explored where it is just the boys and Miracle. How fucking awesome would that be? Like to see the firsts of everything that they get to do without Chuck’s interference, where they know that it’s their choices, their decisions, their genuine experiences. Their first take-your-pick holiday, birthdays, date, dance, etc. The first time they get to watch a movie, read a book, listen to music and know that yeah, they do like it or no, nope, not anymore, and it’s them. The first time they realize that they are actually fucking amazing at hunting without a divine puppet master pulling the strings. The first time they eat food and poor Dean realizes that Sam weird, unnatural, completely inhuman if you ask him; hatred for bacon was all Sam and not Chuck. “It’s just damn unsettling, Sam. Damn unsettling.”

(I can’t find any information on when 15x19 would have occurred, so I’m going to pretend that it’s before July 4th.) Just think that after watching Jack walk away, seeing life restored on Earth, and getting food/supplies for Miracle, the boys head out in Baby for an open field. There, they just sit and listen to life. They play fetch with their newest addition until the sun goes down, and then they hop up on the hood of the impala and watch the stars. For the first time in their lives, it’s THEIR lives. They’ll deal with all the repercussions of that revelation soon, but for tonight they just sit for hours and watch the night sky. In fact, they stay out there so long that before they know it, the sun is rising, the beer has gotten warm, Miracle is snoring in the driver’s seat (don’t get comfy there, buddy), and their asses are numb from sitting on the hood for like six hours. They gather up their stuff and head home, and the only thing they have to think about right now is what they’ll do for supper tonight. There are no plans. No one is telling them what to do or, worse yet, making them do something. They aren’t pawns on the chessboard anymore. Everything from here on out is them. And that is great and so. So. Fucking. Scary. What if Sam actually does want leave me and back to school? What if Dean honestly does think I’m a freak? How much of our bullshit was our bullshit, and how much was Chuck? And do we, or this city, have enough booze to get us through the upcoming chick-flick-feeling-vomit-pass-the-tissue moments? (“What if I’m actually like just an angry, fuck the world guy Sam? What if I’m really just that person that isn’t good to be around people? What if…what if I’m actually like a secret cuddler or something?” “You’re not, you’re the best person I have ever known, and I promise I’ll let you be the big spoon like 43% of the time.” “You’re a fucking asshole, Sam. Stop laughing. Stop it!”)

The talks do come, and while they are not pleasant and do result in quite a few “I need to go shoot something” moments from Dean and more than a few “I just need to some time Dee. I’m just going to go for a run,” moments from Sam, they are needed. And so. Fucking. Cathartic! And by the time July 4th rolls around, while they are not entirely 100%, they are better than they’ve been in a really long time, maybe forever. They decide to celebrate their independence in style – BBQ, fireworks, sparklers, a fancy little bowtie for the dog (“What, Sam?! They were on sale. Don’t give me that side-eye.”), and a bottle of Bobby’s favourite whisky. While Sam leaves Dean to buy the BBQ, Sam goes and gets the fireworks. He practically buys out the store, but whatever, they haven’t done this in so long, and Dean’s not the only one who remembers that 4th of July in ’96 and this display will kick that displays ass.

They get themselves supplied up, and two days’ time finds them in the field behind the bunker. Steak and hot dogs and veggie burgers cooking on the grill, Sam and Miracle chasing each other and playing tug of war with one of Miracles new toys (“What Dean?! He had already slobbered all over it. I couldn’t just leave it in the store. That would have been rude.”), and Dean just soaking it all in. Nothing has felt this right, and this complete since before Sam left for Stanford. Sure, they miss everyone they lost, and yes, they will “Pour one out for their homies,” (“No one says that anymore Dean.” “You’re just jealously that I’m still hip and cool, Sammy.” “Your Scooby-Doo boxers beg to differ.” “Hey! No dissing the Scoob.”) but God-damn, -hmm Jack-damn? This will take some getting used to- they are content. And that’s not something Dean ever thought he’d feel again. And while Chuck may have been the biggest dick to ever exist in this universe, if Dean gives a little prayer of thanks and drinks a drink to him, well no one has to know. He may have royally screwed over their lives time and time again but without him Dean wouldn’t have Sam. Chuck gave Dean his little brother and while he sure as shit won’t miss him, Dean will be eternally grateful because Sam, his Sammy, his beautiful baby brother, is the best fucking thing in his life and that deserves a toast.

The 4th of July is fantastic, and if Dean got a little teary-eyed over the fireworks, well, Sam doesn’t mention it. He just wrapped his arm around his brother and tugged him to his side. This was just the first of the celebrations they were going to have. While Sam’s life is never going to be apple-pie-2.5-kids-white-picket-fence normal, he had made a promise to himself that he was going to give Dean and him whatever normal he could. And that meant holidays. All of them. But those plans are for another night. For now, all Sam has to focus on is the warmth coming off his brother, who unsurprisingly hasn’t moved from under his arm (Dean being a cuddler is only a secret to him, everyone else knows.*) and the smile on his face. A smile that Sam hadn’t seen since that night in the field 24 years ago.

*(Sam has decided to not to tell Dean that he had been winning money off their friends and family for years betting people that when they had to bunk together Dean would always snuggle up some point during the night. At least he’s not going to tell him yet. However, he really does need to get a copy of those photos from Jody and Donna from the last overnight hunting trip.)

YES TO ALL OF THIS!!!! I’m with you 100% the years between are so much more interesting to me like what did they do all that time??AND THEM BEING FREE AND NAVIGATING THAT IS SUCH A CONCEPT. THIS IS JUST SO WONDERFUL! I WANT TO SEE ALL THE DOMESTICITY, THE FIGHTS THE GOOD AND THE BAD JUST EVERYTHING!!!! I LOVE THEM BEING DOG DADS... I HOPE TO SEE THEM SETTING OFF THE FIREWORKS IN MY DREAMS TONIGHT. JUST...THEM AND MIRACLE THEIR LITTLE FAMILY IS SO SWEET I COULDN’T BE MORE FOND. I LOVE HOW YOU MENTIONED SAM AND DEAN BEING AFRAID THE OTHER WILL LEAVE THATS MY FAVORITE ANGST. AND can I just say I never mind your asks I actually love them very much. This is all so in character I can see it so clearly I’m in awe. I will re-read this over and over. THANK YOU DEAR ANON  :D

[a-hungry-little-chemical]

im getting an asf tomorrow!!! (my male fancy mouse needs a new friend but i do not need more babies lmao) any advice specific for asf mice?

Oooooh hot damn, congrats i cant wait to see the potato kids !! *0 * its always makin me absurdly happy when folks opt for this way instead of leaving male fancies alone tbh ? (Btw i hope he's doing better? Tumblr was a fucknugget and ate my comment on the ppst about him but i wanted to wish him well & ask how's it going w the antibiotics? )

For asf, there's actually just a few things different to fancies (except for the fact they're way less burdened w health problems):

-they're not even slightly domesticated so if you dont decide on either raising a very young baby yourself, or getting asf from a breeder who 1) puts effort into an even-tempered pet line and 2) socializes the mice before adopting out, you might end up with a mouse that is much, much wilder and more finicky than fancies. They tend to suddenly yeet themselves from your hand out of nowhere, so always be on guard when handling. Also there's certain lines, especially from feeder "breeders" that are downright aggressive towards humans, and these fuckers dont just gently nip . so if possible try to find one from a pet bloodline or having to go to the vet/regularly checking the animal yourself will be a nightmare. However if you take them young it usually is still possible to befriend them, my boy is from a bloodline that is infamous in my area for regularly fuckin up hands & snakes (and a cat's face on one awful occasion) and he's as affectionate as a dog since he grew up w me .

-compared to the hyperactive lifestyle of fancies they're LAZY af, its normal for them to spend most of the day pancaking around and doing nothing. They do have their active phases but most that i know are REALLY into forming a cuddle pile for hours. dont be worried if you see them scurrying around way less than a fancy, they're not sick they're just vibing

-its hard to believe but they're even more social than fancies when it comes to cuddling & grooming, their families are mindbogglingly big and they show more endurance when snuggling : back in the day when Schröder only had fancy mice as homies he was often left behind in the nest because the fancies have constant switches between snoozing and active phases and he just wanted to cuddle for two hours straight. Now in the mixed group i regularly see him and his sisters still squishing together while the fancy homies are out adventuring. So I'd highly recommend to take at least two asfs to balance it out, so one wont smother your dude with affection XD

-they have a slightly higher protein need than fancies so an occasional extra mealworm/egg/cat kibble/whatever for them wont hurt

-they dont climb as good as fancies but will still try, so maybe watch out if you have super challenging & high climbing enrichment?

[chaotic-neutral-toga]

i’ve spent the entire time since my last post on this and holy fuck i want to fall into a coma

um okay i just thought up a zodiac based story plot thing and uyvbuhyb

okay so there’s this god-like thing but not exactly gods, i guess the “souls” of concepts, maybe?? so like those ones are infinite, not really but like they are, it’s confusing on purpose, but the zodiac are one of a kind each, Thing is they’re kinda destructive. Some do it because they can/want to, some do it because they don’t understand what’s wrong with it (they weren’t really ‘disciplined” or “taught”, so morality is kinda lost on them), and some are more kind, but still dangerous. In classic story fashion, they get sent down to the human world to become accustomed to morals, ethics, and just having a more grounded life. anyway characters

Pisces is autistic (yes im projecting a little) and destruction was the her way of stimming (other than snuggling in a hug with someone). When she gets to Earth, she does things that are “weird” to humans, since out of all of the zodiacs, she has the hardest time grasping the concept of the human world besides stuff she already knew(water and other stuff her sign rules). She’s fairly kind and compassionate, but has no tolerance for liars or anyone that gets on her bad side, which is a side even Aries sweats over. She likes puns (once they’re explained to her), and never understands innuendos or dirty jokes unless they’re really obvious. [Colors for her design: Mauve, Lilac, Violet, Sea Green. Closest Relationships: Virgo and Taurus. Human Name: Clementine.] Panromantic Demisexual

Aries is a bit reckless/destructive, to the point of idiotic sometimes, but he really does have the best intentions with most things he does. You can’t really blame someone for not knowing what they shouldn't do when they were never taught they had limits or boundaries that could be pushed. He can be bossy at times, but it’s usually because he knows his fellow Zodiacs well, and he can tell when they need someone to tell them what to do before they end up arguing over different ideas. Fire is the element he rules over, therefore it was one of the few human concepts he knew, so he took a quick liking to smores; it’s a sweet thing made over fire, what’s not to love? When he’s not riled up over something, he’s just a really passionate and affectionate friend. He identifies as an Androgynous Trigender, sometimes feeling like a boy, sometimes a girl, and sometimes agender, while preferring to use he/him pronouns. [Colors for his design: Red why the fuck does he only get 1 color wtf is this inequality. Closest Relationships: Libra and Leo. Human Name: Everett.] Aromantic Asexual(will kiss the homies uwu)

Taurus is pretty calm, but they can and will destroy you(verbally). They speak their mind and try their best to be honest, even if the truth is painful or undesirable. When dealing with problems, he keeps a straight face(facade or not), but lets his emotions out when it’s over (aka pouting as Cancer give them calming head pats). Because they’re one of the only ones who took to cooking (and one of the quickest to become relatively easily-adjusted to Earth), at times, they tend to be in a sort of parental role when interacting with the others. They can get frustrated with too much stress (aka more calming head pats), but they can usually work through it well enough. When it comes to love, he becomes flustered surprisingly easy, though this is technically hypothetical, as they haven’t encountered any romantic situations yet. Upon coming to Earth, Taurus discovered he’s allergic to reptiles, especially snakes, which makes his friendship with Scorpio, who will not give up his precious boop noodle, a bit rocky. He uses he/they pronouns. [Colors for his design: Green, Pink. Closest Relationships: Scorpio and Cancer. Human Name: Beau, pronounced Bo.] Gay

Gemini was probably the most optimistic of the bunch when they were first sent to Earth; she isn’t reckless, but she does live for the thrill. She has fun watching drama as long as it’s just harmless bickering, and she’ll stop any serious fights. She's a bit slow at reading the air sometimes, which is one of the few things that make her feel insecure. Even if she comes off as prideful or uncaring, she truly does treasure all her friends, and would move mountains for them. She is an ADHD Lesbian, so she has the awful pun of GA(Y)DHD. [Colors for her design: Light-Green, Yellow. Closest Relationships: Sagittarius and Aquarius. Human Name: Mikaela.] Lesbian

Virgo has a somewhat obvious crush on Pisces- not everyone knows, but it’s not rocket science for the observant ones- and Pisces thinks he’s just being a really great friend.(Virgo: I am stoic and distant and won’t open my heart to anyone. Pisces: Hi! Virgo: FUCK-). It’s easy for him to stress or obsess over something, and not give himself any room for imperfection. He’s one of the less outwardly destructive zodiacs, but internally, he tries to do too much and puts too much pressure on himself, which is never a good thing to do. Sometimes due to stress, he’ll isolate himself for a bit, but he gets very touch-starved very easily.. which makes it even more confusing how the snugly Pisces doesn't notice his feelings. [Colors for his design: Grey, Beige, Pale-Yellow. Closest Relationships: Pisces and Cancer. Human Name: Ezra.] get em boys, we found a Hetero

Libra is a quiet one, usually collecting information from afar before interjecting. He likes being helpful since he’s aware that he sometimes overthinks interaction. Asking him questions can be confusing, as he usually answers with simple “yes”’s and “no”’s. He enjoys reading fairytales; no real reason, he just likes them. He has Sensory Processing Disorder, which simultaneously makes him the dad and the baby of the group. [Colors for his design: Pink, Green. Closest Relationships: Aries and Sagittarius. Human Name: Libra, which is luckily an actual greek name.] Bi

Leo is a rowdy girl to say the least. She’s loves just horsing around with her friends, usually in the manner of play-fighting and tackle hugs. If you didn’t guess, she’s one of the more destructive Zodiacs, even on Earth. She denies ever doing things when confronted, though it doesn’t work most of the time (”Whaaat, I didn’t break that vase, that was Aries, right bro?” “Hey, don’t pin this on me!” “BRO-”). She is extremely loyal to the people she cares for, which could cross into naivety if she chose the wrong person as her friend. While she definitely isn't the motherly type, if one of her friends really needs to be comforted, she’ll sit them on her lap and stroke their head(she stronk owo). Though normally upbeat, she becomes somber in grim-looking situations, to the point of pessimistic. [Colors for her design: Gold, Yellow, Orange. Closest Relationships: Aquarius and Gemini. Human Name: Amaterasu.] Demiromantic Asexual

Scorpio has a pet boop noodle(baby ball python) that he almost stole before Taurus payed for it, which is when they discovered Taurus is allergic. They’re an overall cold and distant person, but they’re not completely shut-off; they just have a hard time warming up to people. Because of this, he holds grudges for a long time when his carefully-placed trust is betrayed. He seems to sometimes just appear and disappear during discussions with anyone noticing until he suddenly speaks up or they want to talk to him(spoiler alert: he’s just quiet). He’s very cute and peaceful when sleeping. [Colors for his design: Scarlet, Red, Rust. Closest Relationships: Taurus and Cancer. Human Name: Phoenix.] Arospike Aceflux

Cancer is very much a big sister to most, if not all, the Zodiacs. She has a caring air about her and can adjust to suit the boundaries of her friends. She herself is quite sensitive- though no one’s ever seen her like that- and she never wants her friends to feel that way. Besides that, she takes great interest in human pleasantries, such as sweet food, cameras, and lullabies. While she prefers to be the mediator during fights, if someone, say, insulted her friend and wouldn’t back off, she would lash back with a stone cold fury; the shock value alone gives her an advantage in those situations. [Colors for her design: White again with only one color wtf im adding my own, Pale-Orange, Various Yellows. Closest Relationships: Capricorn and Taurus. Human Name: June.] Questioning Asexual

Sagittarius is one of those aggressively positive people, saying what they want with no filter. They don’t take any shit from anyone, no matter who they are. She’s very free-spirited, but she’s not unguided; she knows what she wants and when she wants it. She’s never really hurt by anything, brushing and laughing things off almost immediately. She can get quite impatient, to the point of childishly whining. I’d bet 50 bucks that she was the first Zodiac to “discover” alcohol. [Colors for her design: Blue, Deep Purples, Browns. Closest Relationships: Gemini and Aries. Human Name: Nova.] Butch Grey-Aromantic Homosexual/Femmesexual

Aquarius is an analytical and selfless individual. They approach solutions to situations practically and objectively, even if their heart tells them otherwise. They keep their emotions bottled up most of the time, and if they’re doing something, there’s a high chance they’re doing it for someone else. Before, that was okay, since it was just the Zodiacs; but on Earth, it makes her a bit of a doormat. She’s one of the more morally-misguided Zodiacs, and she can’t really identify when something is criminal. She has a hard time remembering that she can’t say things like “human pleasantries” or call people insignificant compared to herself. They like being alone a lot, but they’re not antisocial. [Colors for her design: Light-Blue, Silver. Closest Relationships: Leo and Sagittarius. Human Name: Aqua no she did not try.] Aromantic Asexual(will not kiss the homies u~u)

Capricorn is pretty much “i’m surrounded by idiots”, but they’re his idiots and he knows he loves them. He doesn't look anything special, but he can and will throw you across the room if you fuck with him or his idiots, especially when he’s tired. He is peak sarcastic bitch and has pretty solid bullshit detector. If one of the Zodiacs is asleep where they shouldn’t be or they’re just leaving somewhere, he usually hoists them over his shoulder. He’s generally reserved but the Hug Pile™, or really extreme amounts of platonic affection in general, make him really soft; half because he’s surprised that they honestly care for him that much. [Colors for his design: Brown, Black, Grey, Yellow, Yellow-Orange. Closest Relationships: Taurus and Cancer. Human Name: Kai.] Aromantic Asexual(will be kissed by the homies owo)

holy fukcing shit is that it. am i finally fucking done. oh sweet jesus im crying this took me so fucking long

sorry if anyone was worried about me, i’m fine. Art, drabbles, and headcanons for this are allowed, but please link this post and/or tag me(or just send it in asks). i’ll try to be productive on this, tho itll probably be in the form of mini scenarios and incorrect quotes.

Here are the songs that kept me from kms while i made this: Lost One’s Weeping by Neru, Namine Ritsu-Error by kyaami, Yukune Ruko-I Don’t Wanna Know by Narcissus, Nakakapagpabagabag by Dasu, Madness of Duke Venomania Eng Sub by IkuSuperbia, v flower-Close to You by kyaami, My Nocturnal Serenade by YOHIO, Len’s Growl-Ghost Rule by Teto Chan!, Fukase English-Never Gonna Give You Up, Fukase English-Your Reality.

pls feed me validation on this i tried so hard my brain hurts

[justsomevoltronstuff]

OKAY OKAY SO CAN I REQUEST SOMETHING IF YOU'RE NOT TOO BUSY?? Alrighty alrighty. What would the Paladins do if they got drunk? Like idk, Shiro would be a hot mess on the floor covered in frosting or something. Idk XD

LMFAOOOO DRUNK PALADINS EYE-

lmfao aight so like I got drunk for the first time ever last week, so this is lowkey perfect timing cause now I’m an experienced professional🥴💅, and it was wild mans, like night swimming, my booty got bit by a fish, I wrote some headcanons for y’all that I never posted bc all the words blended together, it was a good time🥴

okokok so Keith is defo a total lightweight and was the first one to get toasted, I imagine him being a like soft drunk? like spill his guts out to the person he loves knowing damn well he’ll regret it in the morning but it’s just too easy rn not to throw caution to the wind and do it

Shiro seems like the type that would be super calm and just like normal, the type that drinks bc he likes the taste and never gets more than a buzz, but this mans been through some shit and probs doesn’t mind drowning it out once in a while. homie probs goes hard and shows off a side of him no one knows existed or wanted to know about

Lance acts more drunk than he actually is for sure. probs instigates a bunch of shit he’s sober enough to know will be hilarious in the aftermath, everyone always assumes he’s absolutely black out gone but he actually rarely has more than a buzz

Hunk, my big man, homeboy takes a lot to get gone purely bc of his size alone, that’s just science, but once he is gone he’s defo either the type to go around shoving bread and chips and water on everyone and making sure they’re staying hydrated and shit OR he’s the clingy tired type that just wants snuggles and can’t stop laughing and grinning tiredly (or both cause why not?)

Pidge has never gotten drunk. ever. don’t mistake me, Pidge has drank alcohol, plenty of it, goes toe to toe with everyone else, but just has never gotten drunk. told the team to take their science and shove it up their ass cause obvi it’s wrong rn. it’s really wierd but homie just burns off the alcohol too fast and it has hardly any effect at all

Allura got wasted one (1) time and swore to never touch “human danger liquid” again

Coran likes to dance on tables. no one knows if he’s had any alcohol or not, he’s just dancing on the tables and no one has the heart to stop him and they’re almost all too gone to care anyways

~Rori💜

(ps: please feel free to ask for an imagine or headcanons instead if this is not what you wanted🥺🥰)

[askthetotallynotcampcamp]

field trip to didney

Ava: as yes of course

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Max: *sleeping* (him, david and jasper live in a house-)

Jasper: *vibing* M A X

Max: ugh whatttt *rolls over on his bed*

David: *humming a surprisingly happier tune than normal, how is this even possible??* Big day today!!

Max: if you take us on a nature walk one more time dad-

Jasper: It’s going to be way more fun than that!! If that’s even possible, that is-

David: mhm! as much as I love nature walks, this is probably going to be even better!!

Max: and we need....suitcases? *gets out of bed*

Jasper: We need to be out of the house by, uh, what time is it right now? 6? We need to leave by 6:30-! So hurry up and get ready!!

David: dont worry, we'll make it! it could get could outside, so bring a sweatshirt!! I'll go start the bus *goes off to find the keys to the bus and trail mix*

Max: *super tired* ugh okayyyy

-after he packs stuff-

Max: *gets on the bus with mr honeynuts*

Jasper: *lmao sits on the bus or smth* Woo this is so EXCITING

David: Okay, we just gotta pick up everyone else and well be on our way!! Is everyone buckled in?

Max: *is just chilling on the window seat* dad, this bus doesnt have any since it's like a house but I'll just say yes- WAIT THE WHOLE GOD DAMN CAMP?

Jasper: We can’t leave anyone out!

David: Exactly, what your dad said!! first we're gonna pick up Neil, of course, and we'll go from there! *starts the bus* Anyone want some trail mix?

Max: dang I havent seen any of them since summer- and no dad *eats fruit snacks*

Jasper: Don’t eat too many fruit snacks, that’s unhealthy for you

David: we're here!

Max: time to do my job, I'll knock *runs off the bus and onto Neil's porch and knocks*

Carl: *opens door* Hello?

Max: oh uh- hey Carl, is Neil ready? Hes the first to be picked up-

Carl: Ah yes, got it. Neil!

Neil: *approaches* Hello?

Max: wassup dude! Are you all ready- my dads are in the car *puts his arms around his buddy pal Neil*

Neil: Oh yeah! Let me get my stuff, hold on

Max: okay, not like I care!- *pretend angy and walks to the bus*

Neil: *grasps stuff and goes to bus time*

Max: *plops on one of the beds in the back and waits for his buddy pal*

Neil: *plops next to max*

Jasper: Hello Neil!

Neil: uh, hi

David: Goooooood morning neil! Are you ready to go on the adventure of your life!

Max: dad please-

Neil: *awkward silence oop*

Jasper: Alright let’s go get the others!!

Max: sorry about David, I guess where hes taking us is "exciting" but takes over 24 hours to get there-

Neil: Huh? Oh, I know where we’re going

Max: they told you? Ugh why cant I know

Jasper: Neil don’t spoil the surprise for Max!!!

Neil: Oh I won’t

David: max will be happy for once! Oh I'm so excited!!

Max: this is shit! I should be able to know *crosses his arms*

Jasper: Language! You’ll know when we get there!

Neil: Yeah MAX

Max: in 24 hourssssssssss *lies across thy Neil in the most dramatic way possible*

Bus: *beep beep gather children*

Nerris: *walks on the bus* awe I knew they would end up together! He fell asleep on you Neil, how cute

Preston: ah! Best Romeo and juliet ever!

Jasper: Children do not wake up Max if he is sleeping! We had to wake him up very early for this

Neil: *is mr honeynuts*

Max: *wraps his arms around thy neil bc sleep*

Nerris: aweeeeeee

Preston: oh my goodness so cute!

Neil: *mr honeyNUTS*

David: kids just leave them alone and let them have their little snuggle fest, awe so cute- anyways! *parks the car at a rest stop* anyone hungry or need to use the bathroom?

Nurf: i needs to peepee

David: ooooookay then! I'm going to go get some McDonald's so, let's go Nurf!

Max: *still sleeping bc his weird dads woke him up at 6 am*

Jasper: Get chicken tendies or I am divorcing

Neil: well, this is uh, g gay

Max: *awakenand realizes what's going on* what the hell? *sits up and is embarrassed bc hes max* that's gay, AND IM N O T GAY

David: okay honey!

Neil: Oh- hi max

Max: why didnt you move me or something?

Literally all the campers: *looking*

Neil: well your dad told me not to wake you up-

Max: *gets up and walks over to his papa* dad, what did I do to neil? Was it that embarrassing you couldn't wake me up?

Jasper: Hey, calm down kiddo- you fell asleep and you needed sleep and Neil was just- there

Nerris: it was really cute-

Max: SHUT UP NERRIS

Jasper: Language!

Neil: It really was-

Max: that's not bad language!- wait what Neil-

Neil: Oh, uh, nothing

Max: *red boy* you agreed with Nerris-

Nerris: see harrison, I'm a match maker! That's better than your magic!

David: I'm back! Here are you chicken tenders sweetie *gives them to the jasp* let's get this show on the road! *turns on the heater and starts the bus*

Neil: *not vibing*

Jasper: *is vibing with chicken tendies*

Max: *smirks* you like me, dontcha Neil

Neil: What? No, ew, never

Nikki: pft please I know love when I see it!

Max: *crosses his arms and smirks at neil*

Neil: What? Shut up!

Nikki: aweeeee

Max: jesus christ Neil you look like a god damn tomato

David: language!

Neil: Just shut up!

Max: okay no need to be so feisty

Jasper: we’re getting closer wOOO

Max: sits on the couch and takes out his Nintendo switch and plays animal crossing*

Nikki: *goes up to Neil* so, when ya gonna make your move?

Neil: Make what? I’m not going to do anything!

Nikki: awe c'mon Neil look at him! Go sit with him! Make your move!

Neil: What? Why? What’s the point?

Nikki: he probably likes you too!

Max: likes who?

Neil: Nononono! Nobody! I like nobody leave me alone! *neils away*

David: leave Neil alone guys

Max: *genuinely concerned* sorry neil-

Neil: Just go away! I wanna be alone right now *angree neil*

Max: um okay *sits on the couch again*

Jasper: *approaches max lmao* What’s happening? Is something wrong?

Max: well I guess Neil likes someone and I was annoying him and hes pissed

Jasper: Watch your language- also, did you consider that he maybe likes you and he’s being defensive because he likes you?

Max: what! He doesnt! Hes like, my best friend!

Jasper: Okay but he started getting defensive when you fell asleep on him so I’m just saying

Max: *red boy* I uh- no he didnt! *crosses his arms*

Jasper: Oh really? I saw the whole thing and it seems like I’m right homie

Max: looks over at neil then back at his papa* HOLY SHIT YOURE RIGHT

Jasper: Don’t say bad words!

Max: *whispers* dad I think I like boys too

Jasper: oh wow i wonder who you got that trait from

Max: literally both of you!

Jasper: Yeah I know dumdum

Max: yall are g a y

Jasper: Why don’t you go try to like, calm him down or something instead of talking about who in this bus is gay

Max: *knocks on Neil's curtain that covers his room cot thing??* Hey dude, can we uh- talk?

Neil: About what?

Max: about what happened dingus

Neil: Fine.

Max: *sits on his bed* I'm sorry dude. I didnt mean for you to get pissed off or anything-

Neil: It’s fine, Nikki made me frustrated I guess

Max: *kisses his cheek* that never happened!

Neil: *oraneg* *red* I- WHAT??

Max: jesus christ you're so difficult neil *kisses thy neil*

Neil: *crimson*

-when they all have to s leep-

Max: DAVID WE'RE GOING TO FKING DISNEYWORLD?!

Time: it is now 6 pm when they get there

Jasper: WE ARRIVED

Max: YAY! *grabs his stuff and gets off the bus*

The rest of the campers: *get off the bus*

-when they get to their room-

Max: *throws his stuff on to his bed*

Jasper: *bursts in* We’re all going swimming woooo *throws floaties*

Max: ugh fineeeee *changes into swim shorts and walks down to the pool* sup losers

Jasper: Max! Don’t call others losers that hurts their feelings

Harrison: *loses pants cutely*

Max: pft whatever

David: max! You dont have your floaties on!

Nerris: you suck Harrison!

Jasper: Max! You might drown!!

Harrison: *pees*

David: gosh dang Harrison how many times!

Harrison: I COULDNT HOLD IT IN

Nerris: *literally laughing way too hard* HARRISON HOW ARE YOU SO STUPID

David: *walks over to harrison and gives him a towel and whispers to him* put you pants back on-

Harrison: I don’t know where they went!!

Jasper: hooey *>:(*

David: Nerris, since Harrison is your dearest most bestest friend, help him look for his shorts-

Nerris: what the hell! Why me!! I dont want to see his small thing!

Jasper: Nerris don’t talk back to David!

Harrison: twerking is fun

[anamelessdragon]

Yesterday, I gave myself time to just stop everything and grieve and breathe. 

I read a lot of pet loss articles, especially ones centered around the particular traumatic grief that comes from the way Fox passed. I didn't get out of bed until noon (though partially that was organ inflammation issues and exhaustion) and then I went around town and removed the missing dog flyers. Whenever I needed to stop and cry, I let myself do that. I moved very slowly and got myself some food and ate for the first time since Thursday. (Again, organ issues - I was stressed enough that it made my organs completely riot so I physically could not eat because stomach expanding/bowels moving and touching neighboring inflamed/bleeding organs is an instant recipe for intense agony and food not staying down.)

Today I made plans for the future. Summer trips to the river with the dogs (and Lokitty because she's clingy). Fun (disease-friendly) recipes for food and drinks for me to bring to work. I worked on my yard for a few minutes with the intent to continue through the week - it's severely overgrown and I want to make a little memorial to put in Fox's favorite spot. I walked my pups in the shade of the forest.

I went to the gym and took a long shower after working out for the first time in a week. It's 100 degrees here now and the sun is shining.

I'm constantly watching videos of compilations I made of Fox at the beach. The SPCA had me take him years ago for fostering because he had bites on his record, including one that broke someone's finger. He had huge mental issues affected by neurological problems, but they also meant that on the flip side of his tendencies to veer straight into terror, he also could be just as easily veered into pure joy. His brain would "snap" into fun with the right triggers. I captured those moments and am burying them in my memories.

There's been a huge outpouring of love in my life. This dog met a lot of people, who loved him even if it took months before they could touch him. Even those that are no longer at my work have memories of me coming out to the little dog yard to pick up Fox and his brothers, and his brain shooting straight into MOM YAY TIME TO GO HOME WITH MOM MOM so badly that my coworkers and I would have to try for entire minutes to get him to realize where the fence opened (you know, in the same spot it always had for years) so he could get through to me - even after my other dogs had gone through it right in front of him. He was ruled by his emotions, pure and simple - and every month throughout the years he was more and more ruled by the positive ones. It seemed like every day these last six months one of my coworkers would come up to me as I was clocking out from grooming and say "Fox was in a good mood today" or an excited "Fox let me touch him! He was super sweet!" The most recent of the new employees never even felt real fear with petting him because he wasn't showing them his other side. I was out in the yard last week, and he was wantonly rubbing against one of the new girls who proclaimed "he's like a cat." One of my other newer coworkers, Tom, a huge guy in his 40s and absolutely riddled with tattoos, spent all the time he wasn’t sleeping or working Friday and Saturday helping me out with the search because Fox was his “homie.”

I'll miss my baby boy. I won't be able to avoid the guilt and grief about the way I lost him. No amount of logic can help that. But I'm constantly telling myself and the others in the community who have reached out to me with severe regret about not being able to catch him that this was not a premeditated event. No one had evil in their hearts planning this - it was just bad luck.

Life goes on for the rest of us. 

Fourth of July, hanging with Fox in my friend’s car - Fox and I were both homeless at this point because of medical bills from a surgery I’d had several months before. (My insurance would only cover the hospital stay, not the surgeons or anesthesiologist.)

New home, no heating in the winter, which meant even Fox came around for snuggles. (He normally would get too hot.)

Walking with my dogs, foster dogs and babysitting dogs. I was actually walking 9 total here, but only so many would fit into the shot. Fox was always super willing to accept other dogs (and cats) coming into his life.

Happy after a run through the woods.

Playing with Pan on the beach. Generally the play involved Fox not in total control of his body going full tilt towards oblivious Pan and then slamming into him before continuing off in a frolic while Pan barked and reeled in irritated confusion.

Cuddles. Always in my heart. <3