#oh what a comfy floof

[wilsons-journey]

Tyria Games - Finals

It’s the final day!

For that I got myself a comfy chair. I have the feeling the last parts will get rough.

So, lets goo - it’s only a matter of time the game will end. We only have 4 remaining tributes! Hope you have your snacks ready - maybe something strong to drink, too..

And now, lets goooo

*eagerly button pressing*

------------------------------------ Day 7

Wilson camouflauges herself in the bushes.

Verus and Castor Sharptongue work together for the day.

Nisha searches for a water source.

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After Nisha denied her death, Wilson decided to just lay down in a hidden spot to wait everything out. That’s an interesting tactic for sure!

Nisha is just vibing and Verus and Castor working together. What’s their plan? I’m sure they just want to keep an eye on each other.

Alright, let’s see what happens in the night

------------------------------------ Night 7

Verus starts a fire.

Nisha, Wilson, and Castor Sharptongue sleep in shifts.

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You see, it’s getting very interesting there. In the day Castor worked together with Verus. Now he is with Wilson and Nisha! Wilson again tries to convince Nisha to end her existence. And Castor seemed,... pale. Hungry maybe? But the other don’t have spare food.

Let’s see what happens on the next day. I have a bad feeling

*softly pushes button*

------------------------------------ Day 8

Castor Sharptongue dies from hunger.

Wilson chases Nisha.

Verus searches for a water source.

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Well,... Castor really seemed week the night before. So please give me a salute for this fallen Tribute. He tried his best - sadly it was hunger that took his life. Castor, I bow my head - you came far!

Wilson is still trying to convince Nisha. What a stubborn little girl. She don’t give up! Verus is looking for water. But this looks bad.

Well, another night is to come

*hesitant button press*

------------------------------------ Night 8

Wilson tries to treat her infection.

Nisha receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Verus cries himself to sleep.

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Another quiet night. And what a cruel turn of events.

Wilson got hurt on her chase after Nisha. And this wound got infected. And who got the medical supplies? Nisha.

And Varus also not looking good. He found water on the day before. But it was muddy. He seem in pain, too.

I have to admit these finals aren’t that exciting as expected. I feel sorry for out remaining three tributes. Can I end this game here and announce them all winner?

Lemme ask my Asura friend!

[...]

I asked him and he said no. We have to go through this till the very end. I’m sorry my little simulated friends. I hope it’s soon over for you

*one, sad button press*

------------------------------------ Day 9

Wilson cannot handle the circumstances and commits suicide.

Verus stabs Nisha with a tree branch.

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Oh. Oh!... Wilson ended it by herself. Poor little floof.

In the meantime Verus and Nisha got into a fight. They both weakened by the days.  But Verus managed to keep the upperhand and killed Nisha with a branch! He,... he is the last one standing!

Verus survived the game.

HE IS THE WINNER!

But before we celebrate, please give me one last heartwarmed salute to the fallen Tributes of the final round!

And another one for all the participants, that tried their best.

Thank you!

And now - a big round of applause for our winner!

Verus from District 9!

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@alta1r1an Please send my your ingame Handle - So I can send you the promised little something. And please include a a good picture of Verus. We need a winner picture of our Tyria Games Champion!

[lotuslia]

I cut my hair short like a week ago cause I got tired of having a cloud of floof waving in the wind (short like my approximation of an inch) and today I got a couple comfy collared shirts from a men's section sale, and when I looked myself in the mirror I simultaneously really liked how I looked which is rare with weight gain, bad posture and large chest always making me feel like my body is really weirdly shaped, but also felt like I was embodying the spirit of a door-to-door vacuum salesman that's probably someone's dad. Like what's up with that.

I think I just stumbled upon a bit of butch fashion and went "oh damn i think i like this" lmao

I still like more traditionally feminine stuff a lot and any considerations of gender things always land me right back at 'yep, still a woman, just my own self' but I often feel like the more feminine-type fashions have never fit me very well, that I often don't look feminine enough for those clothes and then feel awkward in them??? So this dad fashion felt really nice??

[pastafossa]

first off i’m thinking of you and cato and all your lil friendly critters i’m hoping you’re all as happy and healthy as can be right now💕 i did want to ask, if you feel comfy sharing, how you came up with the names of your pets? honestly, i just rewatched the hunger games recently and when you mentioned your cat i was like cato? cato! but also you seem like such a creative person that i was just curious where these cute names came from

Thank you so so much! We're all doing ok, Cato's at least eating again so he's a little more stable, and all the other critters are doing great! And I don't mind sharing at all!

So generally yeah they're named after characters! That's sort of a family tradition - growing up I had a Cyrano (collie with a long nose), an Ivanhoe, a Porthos, a Mushu (Mulan forever, kthnx), etc. So almost all of them currently are continuing the tradition!

Fozzie is named after the muppet Fozzie Bear! Cause he's the right color, silly, and kinda round and cuddly!

Fig/Figgy is short for Figaro! He's named after the little cat in Pinnochio, cause much like Disney Figaro, my Fig can get into trouble too, and he also tends to lay in human positions. 😂

Cato IS named after Cato in Hunger Games! Even as a kitten he was convinced he was the BEST and he would absolutely cut you up if you messed with him. I had literally just read HGs so it was fresh in my mind!

Floof was named Olaf at first cause he was soft and liked warm hugs and was kinda clueless. But he refused to answer to the name. What he DID respond to was his nickname - Floof/Floofy Kitty, and so that just kinda became the name and it fits cause he's a sentient dandelion anyway.

Pepperoni's the only one that didn't start with a character name. He's Pepperoni cause I showed a pic of him to a friend before I bought him and she said, 'oh my god he's got little pepperonis on his back, he looks like a pizza!' And I knew then he would be my pizza noodle.

[ssuminshan-official]

A little bit of mischief.

Su she and mo xuanyu: *brushing Yao's tail, while Yao propped his head on the chair's cushioned arm in relaxation.

Mo xuanyu; Yao gege, I'm bored.

But don't worry, I love your cute little floof

Yao: *sighs* same. But I just want to curl up and sleep.

Su she: should I spread flower petals on your bed, and play the guqin for you.

Yao: *smile* how delightful. Maybe later Shanshan

Xue yang: *even I'm bored. My gremlin blood is raising.

Su she: was it ever low

Mo xuanyu: where's Lan lips, Yao gege?  We should go mess with him.

Yao: it's midnight.

So he's fast asleep.

Xue yang: how about we visit uncle Lan?! I want to talk to him about Ruoruo!

Yao: haha, excellent idea.

Xue yang: giving love advice to an old man? Jiggy that's really hard.

Yao: nooo. I'm talking about visiting the cloud recesses, in the middle of the night.

Mo xuanyu: that sounds awesome!!

Su she: I hate the cloud recesses. Maybe I can do something to get back at them.

Mo xuanyu: I'll help xue yang with his love advice thing.

Xue yang: *laughing* just imagine him catching a stroke because you resemble Wei wuxian.

Mo xuanyu: oh gosh.

Yao: you troublemakers!

Su she: Yao Huangdi what are you going to do?

Yao: obviously try on A-Huan's clothes in my foxy form.

Xue yang: hmmmm.

Su she: waw waw, hail the fox emperor.

Yao: *giggles*

Yao: let's go team dimple.

Trio: right behind you, our gorgeous Jiggybun.

Fuying: *enters* Huangdi, I'll be your escort.

Yao: sure. You can come for backup.

.

Cloud recesses 📍.

Yao: we're here.

Su she: this makes me sick.

Xue yang: *runs, holding on to mxy*  let's go to Qiren's room!

Yao: let's go, Fuying.

Fuying: sure Huangdi.

Both: *transformed into foxes!*

(In their fox form, they can tell who's the emperor (yao). The hulijing emperor's fur is more fluffy, neat and vibrant than others)

Yao: Shanshan, you are in trouble, call me or Fuying. He's the imperial guard.

Su she: I'll be fine. Thank you for your care, Huangdi. *blushing*

Su she: I'm gonna tweek the Lan rules.

Yao: heehee, excellent.

~~~

He teleports into the Lan library..

Su she: when these students read the rules, they'll implement them and wreak havoc in the recesses. *adding some extra rules*

Do not greet Lan Wangji. If you must, you should offer him watermelon seeds to him.

Don't stand still. Get up and dance.

Stroke Lan Qiren's beard for goodluck.

Don't question the rules.

Do random cartwheels to boost qi. One can do it in class, or in the presence of a Shizun.

Offer fruits and sweets to the hulijing emperor to boost qi again.

Yea. And don't litter.

You filthy teenagers.

Su she: *laughing* done.

On the other side, Yao was trying on Xichen's clothes. And of course Lan Xichen's clothes were too big for him

Yao: *giggling cutely* how do I look?!

Fuying: very stunning, your majesty.

Yao: do I look like Lan Furen?

Fuying: definitely.

Yao: his robes are so warm! And it smells a lot like him. *reclines on the sofa*

Fuying, can you get some cakes for your huangdi? The kitchen is in the north wing.

Fuying: sure Huangdi. I'll be back with your sweets.

Yao: ok. *yawns*

Furying: Huangdi, shall I massage you afterwards.

Yao: you don't need too. It's just that A-Huan's comfy clothes is making me sleepy.

Fuying: aww. 

Yao: hmm.

I wonder how's my A-Song going.

Fuying: some of your staff had secretly provided little Dianxia with what he needs. Rest assured.

Yao: amazing.

Fuying: yes. Now I'll get your sweets.

~~

In Lan Qiren's room 📍.

Xue yang: do you remember the plan?

Mo xuanyu: yea.

Xue yang: do you remember your lines?

Mo xuanyu: what lines? I'm made for improv.

Xue yang: lol same.

Xue yang: *acting* I know we have to cover it up, bf. But we're left with no choice.

Mo xuanyu: do we really have to take the refuge in an old man's room? The guy's goatie is scary.

Lan qiren: *waking up*

Xue yang: *caresses face* don't worry my love, just don't watch his goatie while we're doing papapa on his bedroom floor.

Mo xuanyu: I'll try, sugarplum!

Xue yang: good sweetheart.

Lan qiren: *startled* SUGARPLUM?! PAPAPA ON MY FLOOR!!!! *screaming*

Mxy and xy: *screaming along with him*

Mo xuanyu: hubby I'm scared!

Xue yang: Lan beard! How dare you scare my bf!

Lan qiren: *holds chest* bf???

Mo xuanyu: yeaa.

Lan qiren: Wei wuxian!! What are you doing in my room! Going to have papapa with the Jianghu's most wanted!!

Lan qiren: how many bfs do you want?! You're turning my sect into a harem!!!

Who's your next victim, Xichen?!

Xue yang: Lan lips is off limits. *pout* but yea. I would make out with him anytime of the week if I want.

Lan qiren: I'm not talking to you! I'm talking to Wei wuxian!!

Mo xuanyu: I'm not Wei wuxian.

But yea, I do look like him. Hehehe.

Lan qiren: shameless just like him!!!!

Mo xuanyu: uwu. I'm shameless. Poor me. Poor silly me, uwu

Hug me, super hot bf.

Xue yang: of course.

Mo xuanyu: can you give me a little kiss?

Xue yang: sure.

Lan qiren: *stops them before they kissed* get out of my room!!!!!

Xue yang: you don't know about true love.

What if I love the Wei ying look alike. His name is Mo xuanyu by the way.

Lan qiren: that hulijing sent you!!! Didn't he?

Xue yang: maybe not.

Mo xuanyu: emperor Yao approved of our wedding and gave us his blessings. Uwu!!

Xue yang: his majesty is maybe sleeping in your nephew's robes right now. Heehee.

Mo xuanyu: with the headband around his ankle.

Lan qiren: oh God. Send me to Nirvana already. I can't with these shameless people.

Xue yang: putting our relationship aside. Let's talk about your relationship.

Lan qiren: xue yang! Get out!!

Xue yang: *sits*

Mo xuanyu: let me just tie you up so that you can stay put.

Lan qiren: Wuxian let go of me!!!

Mo xuanyu: Mo xuanyu!

Lan qiren: Wu xuanyu, mo xuanyu. I don't care!!!

Xue yang: mister qiren, glad meeting with you.

Now tell me. What type of relationship did you and Ruohan have? Was it toxic?

Mo xuanyu: *singing* YOU'RE TOXIC, IM SLIPPING UNDER.

Lan qiren: we had nothing between us!!

Xue yang: lies.

Mo xuanyu: * twirking and singing* I'M ADDICTED TO YOU.

DON'T YOU KNOW THAT YOURE TOXIC!

Lan qiren: can wuxian stick to flute music.

Mo xuanyu: *sobs* I'm NOT Wei wuxian. Old mannnnn.

Wei wuxian is sleeping with Hanguang Jun in the other room.

Xue yang: are you drunk, qiren.

Lan qiren: oh right, that nuisance wei wuxian is in the next room with Wangji. I fell asleep before the suspicious clapping stopped.

Xue yang: so wangxian could do that and we can't! Waw, I love your double standards.

Lan qiren: do it! But not in my room!

Mo xuanyu: can we do it on top your desk then?

Lan qiren: no! And stay out of the cloud recesses!!!

Xue yang: sour man.

Mo xuanyu: Lan qiren I have a question. It's on cultivation, I promise.

Lan qiren: oh I thought it was going to be about qi deviation, but ok. Ask.

Mo xuanyu: what's the name of your beard?

Lan qiren: *stressed* WHO NAMES THEIR BEARD WU XUANYU!

Xue yang: we're here to give it a name!

Hairy Lan trap.

Mo xuanyu: goatie beard trap.

Xue yang: Ruohan catcher.

Mo xuanyu: Lan goatren.

Xue yang: yeaa!! GOATREN is an amazing name.

Lan qiren: lunatics!!

Xue yang: shhhhhhhh.

Let's get down to business.

Since that you can't classify your relationship. Maybe these genres can help. Pick one ok.

Xuanyu.

Mo xuanyu: *clears throat*

Angst

Fluff

Angst with a little fluff.

Fluff with a little Angst.

Enemies to lovers.

Lovers to enemies.

Lovers to enemies, then to lovers again, then divorced. Lovers, but not really cuz you're divorced.Then you guys have two children together, yet you still get divorced for a second time. To lovers to enemies, then to just friends. Then to enemies again. Post canon sunshot campaign. Background/mentioned WeiRen (Wwx's parents) mentioned YuWeiRen and YuRenMian.

12000 words, and 14 chapters.

Slowburn.

Fix it au.

Second chances.

Love triangle where you and Jin guangshan had a thing for Ruoruo. But guangshan got heartbroken, so he vowed to forget about his cutsleeve urges. Then he went towards women instead. Unfortunately he developed a kink. But now you have Ruoruo all to your yourself.

Yet we all know that fire and ice can't be together.

You two are like an OLD version of wangxian lol.

N/A.

Modern Au.

Arranged marriage au.

Lan qiren: N/A.

Xue yang: you're so boring!

Mo xuanyu: you're 'enemies to lovers' for sure.

Xue yang: I like the 7th one.

Mo xuanyu: me too!!

But him and Ruohan should have a second chance.

Lan qiren: can you too gremlins let me sleep!!!  It's the middle of the night! And you're getting on my nerves!

Xue yang: fine! We'll leave then! You're a lost cause!

Mo xuanyu: Uwu.

Xue yang: xuanyu, be serious with him.

Mo xuanyu: *thumbs down* no Uwu. Hmpf!!

~~

Later on, they met up with Su Minshan, where he told them that A-Yao fell asleep after comfortably eating sweets and snuggling in Lan Xichen's clothes.

So mxy and xy decided to go back home before they got caught, and Su she decides to stay with Yao and Fuying. 

Then next morning, as A-Yao was leaving, something happened.

(Just to note that he's wearing his normal clothes now)

Su she: Huangdi, I saw little Dianxia. He was heading to class.

Yao: aww. I'm happy to hear that.  

Lan members: *crowding Yao, while holding fruits and sweets in their hands.*

Are you the hulijing emperor?!!

Yao: yes....? Pleasure to meet you.

Waw!!

Here are some sweets and fruits, for you!!

Su she: *smirking to himself*

Yao: thank you.

Was this sent by A-Huan?

No Huangdi.

Aww Huangdi knows Zewu Jun!

Amazing!

This morning, when I went to the library, I read that if you make offerings to the hulijing emperor, it increases your qi!

Yao: oh--

Su she: yes yes! Now give it to Huangdi. With love and devotion.

Here you go, Huangdi!!

Yao: how lovely.

Goodbye Huangdi. Reach to your palace safely.

Yao: sure.

Su she: hehehehehe.

Yao: Shanshan. What did you do.

Su she: nothin.

Yao: *raises brow*

Su she: I tweeked the Lan rules.

Yao: oh my! You did what?! You're getting mischievous like yangyang and A-yu

Su she: sometimes you just have to do a little mischief.

Yao: you're right!

@verycatbluebird

[zhongrin]

hehehe i did, since the three of them got a lot more affectionate than usual. nxbdhd what slip up- /lh. anyways, does zhongli let you trace those star-like markings? bsbdbw seeing haitham have wolf pup tendencies is very cute. lots of nosebumps and puppy kisses. JWHDHW YES!! jackal cyno and leopard bedo are very floofy. they have a habit of nomming my ears since im stuck with bunmy ones. oh well. tighnari gets a lot more clingy with me too. AWHDH CAT HYBRID!! also yes,,headpats ~Lycoris

awww <3

yes 🥹 he's very amused that i find the markings mesmerizing to look at lol he's my emergency nightlamp

i want him to just plop his head on my shoulder when he wants attention hskdjddjsk many many headpats for him <3

oh my god that paints such an adorable picture hsjdjsjdls i feel like they would also be fascinated with your floof of a tail. it's so tiny but so adorable, they're so tempted to grab it lol

yesss cause i like to sometimes tease the heck out of people i'm comfy with, and i need my alone time, so a cat sounds fitting haha

[timeworncalamity]

how bOUT

🍀☕️😨 for Marlowe

🌹 ✏️👖 for Val

🔧💥🤥 for Eli

BITES YOU

EHEHEHEHHE JUST FOR U BESTIE TEE HEE ~ SLAPS U WITH THESE

~Marlowe~

🍀 CLOVER - do they believe in luck? are they lucky?

-Marlowe totally believes in luck! She is literally just such a happy go lucky person and has been through so much before she finally settled down in Downpour that she counts herself as lucky to be here with her friends. 

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?

- Oh for sure cold drink. She spends alot of her time out in the sun especially near beaches if she can so she loves cold juice, especially OJ. This girl just has a massive love for orange juice for some reason.

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into “flight” or “fight”?

-Marlowe goes straight into fight mode. She might be small but if threatened or scared she is ready to throw hands. She might look frail but trust me, she can actually throw ppl through walls and lift more than most the men she hangs out with. She is insanely strong. 

~Val~

🌹 ROSE - do they like valentines day? have they been confessed to before? have they confessed to anyone before?

-Val loves Valentine's Day! They are such a lover that they enjoy just getting the people they care about little gifts to make them smile. I…. Idk if it counts as a confession but one year Hunter mistook the holiday for being a day all about Val and spoiled them for it. It wasn’t on Valentine’s Day but Val did confess their feelings to Hunter. 

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

- “Uh, ‘cause the world might do me in; It’s alright ‘cause I’m with friends.” - Ghost : Mystery Skulls makes me think of Valentine a lot. Val is a shy and nervous person but because of their friends and through helping Hunter learn how to express himself they have built up their own confidence and become braver. They can really come out of their shell and nothing around them matters if they have their friends. 

👖 JEANS - what is their go-to outfit?

-Val usually wears the nice cozy leather jacket that Hunter got for them. It’s also a custom jacket so it has patches and things that fit Val’s interests and it makes them really happy and means alot. They also wear a soft dark blue shirt with lighter blue pattern and comfy loose capri joggers that dont squish their feather floof too much. Lots of times you will also find Val wearing a full face mask. This mask looks intimidating but its actually just bc they do alot of street painting and the mask ventilates the fumes. 

~Eli~

🔧 WRENCH - are they good at fixing relationships? or do they tend to avoid doing so?

-Absolutely not. Eli is horrible at fixing relationships usually because he just doesn’t care to. He only has like 2 people that he actually cares about and anyone outside of those people he gives zero fucks what they think or how they feel. Now if he hurts someone he actually cares about it will take him a hot minute to get over himself but he will eventually try in his own way to apologize but he’s horrible at it. 

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

-Eli struggles with showing love and happiness. He is filled with so much anger and has so much pain in his heart that he doesn’t let anyone get close to him. He has built up walls and only focuses on his work and has become so addicted to the wrath that he had forgotten what it was to really just take a step back and enjoy things in life. Dude really needs a break and relax, he is so intense and honestly hurting so deep down that he has just…. Forgot how to be happy. 

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they’re lying?

-Eli is an excellent liar. Mostly because he has a resting bitch face, something fierce and his expression hardly ever changes. Eli can lie but honestly he doesn’t really lie often, mostly bc he hardly interacts with people to begin with let alone bother to waste his time spinning a lie for them. The only way you might be able to tell he’s lying is his tail feathers might poof ever so slightly.

[astroninaaa]

3, 5, 27!

HI CAIT!!!

3. a specific color that gives you the ick?

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. there's like. this very specific tone of yellow that i despise? which is a little ironic since another tone of yellow is my favorite color. but like- yk that yellow that is very very light and also slightly green? that's the one. hate it. ugly as hell

5. favorite form of potato?

UNFAIR because i ate it today but mmmmmmmmm i like stuffed potatoes. but im a big fan of them mashed too. and my dad cooks a banger boiled potato VERY nice. potatoes are just great

27. what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

OH OH OH!!!! i have this this this like jumpsuit??? it's like dark emerald color and the legs are really like flooffed so depending on how i stand it actually looks like a dress and it's all silky and the top part looks REALLY nice it's all like like. UGH I DONT KNOW THE WORD IN ENGLISH but it's like a lot of lines???? so i don't even have to wear a bra and it's so pretty and it's also so comfy it's the BEST. it's not my go-to outfit bc i think it looks too fancy to wear like- anywhere but it's definitely my favorite!!!!! yes yes

[tokiidokiicasket]

Hello. You know what time it is? It's Pomefiore kibbie time. But I'll spice it up for you. Reader wants to dress the kitties up in something for a promotional photoshoot, to charm people into coming over and donating! What kind of clothes would the Pomefiore kitties want to wear? I'll leave that up to you~

⚰️ : Sorry I went nonexistent, school b so wacc and I'm speedrunning this because aha, I'm participating in EBG and Vil is one of my biases rkicndndnfnch

-The "he's an icon and he is the moment" kibbie.

-While Vil rarely comes to greet you at the door because he's prepping himself up for the day, he does try to come by when he can with his beauty!

-SOFT! RADIANT!! M A J E S T I C!!! FUR!!!! Literally the moment you touch it when it's salon hour, you feel at bliss because of how soft Vil's fur is. However, even though Vil is cooperative, he will give a few meows and gestures to be careful when bathing and brushing his floof of silk.

-Because he's the icon and the moment, put Vil in any type of kibbie outfit and he will pose perfectly and elegantly in the photoshoot! Sometimes whenever you post pictures of him, people legit gush over kibbie Vil and the clothes. Literally his cat photos? It's

M W A H 💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕

-After photoshoots, you make sure to give him a cat treat for his good work! He'll purr in satisfaction and nestle himself on your lap for his rare yet comfy cuddles with you!

-The hunter kibbie!

-Honestly this cat comes out of NOWHERE. Whenever you try to find him, he always ends up behind you even before you know it. So sneaky and silent, but very much a loving cat!

-Oh, salon hours with him is no problem. Rook very much loves to be pampered! The problem on the other hand is nail clipping. The moment you take out the nail clipper, he's G O N E. Nonexistent. That cat is very much an outdoor kibbie and of course hunts with his murder mittens, he doesn't want his claws to be cut! How will he hunt for his prey?! >:(( Let's hope you locked the doors, windows, etc and know how to fight bacc because this cat? He W I L L NOT HESITATE-

Don't let this Angy face let your guard down cuz he WILL scratch >:((

-Afterwards though, Rook will apologize by gibing you lick kithes and sad eyes because he doesn't mean to scratch you :( but if you forgive him, he'll be super happy! Modelling cat outfits and cuddle times with you!! :D

-Feral cat. Just feral cat.

-Epel is a sweet cat, he greets you at the door like any cat! Well, when Vil's there. If Vil isn't near by and you enter, Epel is fighting with the other cats. For what reason? We may never know ❤️

-A soft ruffled kibbie but at what cost? He hate hate H A T E S salon hours, he doesn't want his fur too be brushed!! And doesn't want his murder mittens to be cut!! >:( trying to bring him in for pamper hours and he's just

Cuz he doesn't WANT IT!!!!

-Epel doesn't like to wear the kibbie outfits,,,however, there's always a different option for the kibbie kit! If it's a suit or smth grunge style maybe, he'll be ecstatic!! Cute kibbie? Nah, but handsome kibbie? Yessirrrr ❤️💕

{so sorry if it's not the best jducbdjdjfkdi-}

[soft-boi-eli]

Mcyts helping a trans masc after top surgery. (Part 1)

Tw:swearing, pain pills, some hints to vomiting, fluff as well.

Wilbur

This simp...

Makes sure you regularly drain your drains, take your medication.

You dont even have to get the fuck up, I mean he's your personal butler until the doctor gave you the okay.

Three times a day you get a smoothie. He can tell that you dont want to eat because of the pain.

The least you can do is drink something to nurioush you while you were in pain.

If you're embarrassed about having to sleep on some dog pee pads for the drain. Dont be.

Wilbur may not understand but he will constantly comfort you. He'll even make a video to tell his viewers he won't be posting for a moment. A personal issues came up and that is all they know for now.

Also when cold he'll try to keep you warm by very, very gentle cuddles. But any sign of pain and he's off of you and getting you warm blankets and heating packs.

His sweaters? Now all yours. You have no say. He will give you one every day knowing you find alot of comfort in wearing his clothes.

The last thing he wants is you in pain. Especially if it was caused by him.

Your testosterone shot? Dont worry he's got it for you.

He doesn't want you to get up unless you needed to go to the restroom or you were itching to get up.

If you dont take it slow he will threaten you.

This is a threat. He will make you sit back down if you tried to get up and clean.

All in all he is a simp and your butler.

Technoblade

Technoblade may not know what to do but he will try.

He's quite nervous but when he realized you havent eaten and needed something in your system for your pain meds hell make you something soft and light on the stomach.

Are you cold? He'll cover you in a blanket and just sit next to you. Floof senses you in pain and cuddles you more then technoblade.

Techno was a bit butt hurt but knew that you needed alot of support right now.

With his height his clothes are either tight or loose. But his hoodies are always huge. And very fucking comfortable.

His scent relaxed you and helped you sleep at night.

He is a hidden simp.

He will make sure you're comfortable. If you want him to he'll sleep with you in the living room.

When you start walking him and Floof are constantly following you. Just to make sure you are safe and comfortable.

You cant help but love your two boys.

His streams and videos are already inconsistent but he did say his next video or stream might take a longer time.

But if you dont mind then you'll sit near him while he streams. If you needed anything he'll get it.

You saying hi to chat. They know you're in pain by your tone.

And anyone he's in a call with will ask what's up. And when you tell them they'll understand and they'll hype you up.

It warms techno's heart when his friends hype you up.

God this closeted simp is melting internally.

Schlatt

He will tease you.

Pictures are taken and spread around the internet like a wild fire.

Caption to those pictures?

This dumbass just got out of surgery and didnt expect to feel like trash lol.

But off camera he's quite the nice guy. Reminding you to drink your water, getting you soft foods or soups, heck he give you some of his pushies from his youtooz.

And this behemoth of a man will give you his shirt or hoodies.

You are with him when he streams or records.

There is no say.

He wants to keep his eyes on you and make sure you are comfortable and safe.

Lowkey dragged you bed into his recording room, you were just vibing in the corner.

You meds are on a set schedule. If the time lands when he's on stream he doesn't think. Just gets up grabs your meds and a premade smoothie.

With that he gave them to you.

Watching you swallow that pill because you can be stubborn with pain meds.

Returns to the stream.

Yells at chat for calling him a simp. He told them you were in pain and it's the least he can do for you.

Will low key rub your back off stream. As sleeping while sitting up us hell on your shoulders.

Jambo is all over you, soaking up the attention he can get while you were immobile.

Schlatt would glare st him for taking away his S/O.

When it came to you wanting to walk he will let you.

If you hurt then this man would laugh and tell you to sit your ass down. You are going anywhere just yet.

He's gonna carry you when you are in as much pain.

He's tall and there is no stopping him.

It makes him feel a bit happier due to the fact you aren't hurting as much, and still getting to the place you needed.

Also he will hug you if he sees you are uncomfortable. The hug is very soft and unlike him.

But at least he is trying.

He also keeps his yelling down, doesn't want you to make too many stiff movements. It would hurt the hell out of you.

Tommy

Ok. Hear me out, butler.

He see the pain you are in and as one of his best friends he wont let you do anything.

Your parents were out of town after your surgery and it wasn't their fault their work called in suddenly.

So you were sent over to Tommy's for the three weeks they were out.

Tommy would let you relax on his bed, heck even sleep on it as well.

Doesn't care if your drains stain the bed. That's an easy clean up and he wants you to be comfortable.

He does still stream. Because it's something he does for a living.

But he'll try to keep it a bit quieter.

You once walked out of the room when he was streaming. You looked like a gremlin, hunched over while you had to take a piss.

When you entered you were greeted by wilbur, techno, and phil telling you they hope you heal fast.

"It only gets better from now on (y/n). Take it easy alright?"-wilbur

"Congrats mate, just relax and dont forget to focus on healing."-Phil

"Yo you got the surgery. Pog. Stay healthy (y/n)."-techno

You melted lightly. A small smile graced your face.

It brought you joy and there was nothing that could compare to it. Honestly.

It seemed almost every day someone tommy knew was hopi g a speedy recovery.

He once yelled at chat for saying you should suck it up.

"CHAT THEY JUST WENT THROUGH SURGRY. LEAVE THEM ALONE!"

You forgot that your parents were even out for those weeks.

Tommy would definitely understand slightly that it would hurt to constrict your chest.

"You cold?"

When you nod tommy is up and handing you one of his hoodies. They are big and comfy. Easy to put on too. So they are perfect.

His two dogs, Walter and Betty?

Expect them in his room curled around you. Dogs know when humans feel pain and when they need something to comfort them.

The stream kind of enjoyed that.

They got wholesome content from you and dog content.

Win win.

Tommy will make sure you have your meds.

If it lands during a stream he blacks out the camera and carefully gets you the things needed for it.

Get you a best friend like tommy.

They wont let you do much when in pain.

Tubbo

He doesn't fully know what to do. He went and spent a few nights over at your house.

Your parents asked his parents for help so they sent over tubbo.

They made a list but the poor boy couldnt read it.

"A sm-oosthie with their pain pill... what the hell is a sm-oosthie?!"

It took him calling tommy to ask him to tell him.

"Tubbo. It says smoothie and who is this fo-."

He hung up before tommy could finish and made the smoothie.

Your cat was quite cuddly.

When he walked in your cat was on your lap.

"Tubbo? When did you get here?" Oh yeah it was a surprise.

"Not too long ago. Your parents left and asked me to help."

He was doing it in all good.

But he scared you so badly.

He bought you a stuffed animal...

It was a huge minecraft bee. And by huge I mean huge.

Like here's the stuffed animal.

Ignore the child. I wished there was a better picture.

But yeah you get the point.

Tubbo may not know how to help you fully but he's trying.

Tommy came to visit with wilbur and phil.

Tommy was meeting up with them and you lived close to wilbur.

When they saw you laid up in bed, tubbo trying to find out how to help with your medication phil kinda went father mode.

You got homemade soup to take your meds.

Tubbo was quite happy to see you smiling and lightly laughing.

When they left you felt better.

Tubbo may not know how to do alot but he tried his best. And you loved every moment.

You got you best friend to help you. And nothing was better then that.

Ranboo

Ranboo spent the night and all you guys could do was joke about the pain.

The jokes were quite self deprecating too.

All night you guys were up.

You couldn't sleep because of the pain and he didnt want to sleep due to the fact he didnt want you to be alone.

So you two were sleep deprived and your parents were concerned. But understood you two didnt want the other to feel bad.

After you healed a bit your parents got called into work. Leading to you spending a few days over there.

Ranboo streamed a recorded with you in the back ground.

He forgot you were there once and he turned on face cam. There you were in the background nose deep into a book while wearing one of his hoodies.

You were freezing and your shirts were a bit too tight.

He just gave you one of his and that was that.

"Whis in the background?"-dono

"In the background?" He turned around to see you just reading your book.

"Oh. That's one of my friends. They had a surgery a week ago."-ranboo

He turned to you, "(y/n) say hi to stream."

Looking up you waved.

"My gay mind went brrr at the idea of no sacks of fat. Now body do the big pain."-(y/n) 2021

It brought a laugh to ranboo and his chat.

You joked through the pain. It was funny.

Dream

What is this I see? He's a simp indeed.

Low key he's answering your beck and call.

He's smothering you in love.

It may not be physical affection but it is still affection.

Your hoodies are replaced with his.

They are huge and comfy.

He saw something online that reminded him of you.

He said it was cute and decided you needed it.

You loved it. It helped you sleep.

Since sapnap lives with him he sends in sapnap sometimes because he's recording or has to get something that wasn't in the house.

Also when you found the zipper you unzipped it and found dream stashed some gift cards and little trinkets in it. Along with a note.

'Knew you would of found this.'-Clay

It shocked you kind of.

But you loved it. It was quite comforting that he gave his affection in these ways still.

Even if it wasn't physically.

Patches is on you 24/7.

She's cuddling you and being very gentle on you.

Low key she won't leave you though, she's following you everywhere, on your lap, sitting there when your on the toilet.

She's clingy. More clingy then before.

But it warmed your heart.

If george visits then he'll see a little gremlin making a b line to the bathroom.

All because the pain made your stomach feel upset.

And you hadn't eaten anything because of pain.

Dream is quick to rush in and see what's wrong.

You were sitting on the ground in the bathroom. Needless to say it didnt end well and you hated it.

"Baby. Do you want me to get you a smoothie and your pain meds?" You were grateful.

After leaving the bathroom you lightly hunched over you noticed the British man in your living room.

You watched his videos.

You waved lightly with a smile.

"Oh sorry (y/n) I didnt tell you george was coming did i?"

Your look told it all.

"Sorry you have to see me like this." You had the urge to apologize.

"No dont be sorry. Surgery is painful."-george

With a small nod you went back to your room and relaxed.

George

He didnt know what to do at all.

He answered your requests.

But he didnt know why you needed that thick ass blanket in the middle of the summer.

But now you have it.

Your stuffed animal that was left in the living room?

It's in your arms by your side.

He's sad it wasn't him in your arms but understood it would cause you pain.

He just lightly lays in your lap.

It brought you comfort and him comfort.

Your germilin ass tended you get up and walk at the weirdest time too.

3am?

Your are going to get a snack.

5am?

You are on your way to the toilet.

7am?

Your once more in the kitchen getting something to eat with your pain pill.

George slept through it and was confused when you weren't in bed like the doctors told you to.

He's quite meticulous with your meds and eating habits.

He doesn't push but makes sure you have something with that pill.

Hell try to help you with your bandages. But sometimes got queasy at the blood and stuff.

It was okay with you though.

You didnt mind that due to the fact that you too got queasy as well.

I think you guys sleep through this alot.

Wilbur and tommy visited.

You was shocked and confused when they had a few get well soon gifts.

Tommy got you a small fidget toy, just something to do with your hands sometimes.

Wilbur got you a few books and a small stuffed toy.

It was a orca.

You loved it but still loved the one that george got you.

He got you a little wooloo one.

It was something that was soft and easy to cuddle.

But the books wilbur gave you were amazing.

It gave you something to do for a long while. And it gave george some more cuddle time.

Other than not knowing what to do george was a great source of comfort.

Sapnap

Sapnap is a bit more experienced with it.

Kind of knowing what to do and all together he just know more then most people.

There is a regular schedule for you meds and so called meals, he changes out the dog pads if he notices them dirty. He knows how to maneuver himself next to you so there was no pain.

He also sucked up that he would be overwhelmingly hot and sat next to you under the blanket.You weren't nearly as cold because of that.

Also since sapnap lives with dream I imagine that dream pops in some times and so does patches.

You all were probably best friends as children. And people always thought that you and dream would get together.

Only because you two were more touchy.

But you saw him as an older brother, and took a liking to sapnap.

Dream was really suportive and saw you as a little sibling.

Dream probably saw you not doing to well and made you something to eat and brought your pain medication.

That was because sapnap was sleeping next to you.

Patches curled up between to two of you and dream brought in something you hadnt seen before.

A roll away bed.

This mother fucker got a whole new bed just so he could sleep in the same room as you and sapnap.

"Sapnap is a heavy sleeper. What if you need something?" He was correct.

You woke up to pain and discomfort.

Dream woke up but sapnap didnt.

You were mainly cold though...

How the hell were you cold with this man radiating radiation the heat of a thousand suns?

No clue. But probably the anesthesia since you were in sapnap room dream just opened the closet and tossed his hoodie to your lap.

You woke up sapnap when you put on the hoodie on accident.

He pushed up against your shoulder a bit more and draped his arm over your lap.

"What's wrong?" Sapnap mumble made you stiffen up. Dream seemed to fall back to sleep too.

"Just a bit cold." He lightly nodded into your neck.

"Mmmmmm. How though."-sapnap

"I dont fuckin know."-(y/n)

He let out a sleep chuckle and seemed to fall asleep again.

You just sat there. Patches and sapnap on you lap technically.

Sapnap woke up and made you breakfast at some point. You were in and out of it due to barely any sleep.

Dream woke up as well. You didnt even know when they left. But patches stayed with you.

Those weeks you were treated the best with these two with extra cuddles from patches.

I didnt know there was a max amount of paragraphs. But hey I guess it's something you find out sooner or later. So there is going to be a part 2. Including some character I missed.

[mrsbrookemunson]

💚Trouble💚 D.M. (Fifth Year)

(I Do Not Own This Image)

Song: “Trouble” Cage The Elephant

Prompt: “You’re really warm”

Year: Fifth Year

House: Any

Warnings: Mild suggestive dialogue, Draco being a teenage boy, and a whole lotta floof.

- Trouble -

“Draco, love?” Y/n knocks two times on his dorm room door before opening it. “Are you in here?” Her eyes scan the surrounding area, but she connects the dots quickly hearing running water.

She takes the opportunity to jump onto his bed, sprawling out as big as she can.

It was around ten at night, curfew was about to travel upon them. Her pajamas are already on, the sheets hitting her smooth legs, everything about her position was just comfortable… Too comfortable. “Darling?” Draco calls out, seeing his girlfriend with her eyes closed, and curled up under the covers. “Hello?”

No response.

Knowing exactly what happened, he strides over, carefully falling on top of her. “Hm?” she lets out, starting to wake up.

His head rests in the crook of her neck, breathing her natural scent in. “You’re really warm,” he blurts.

Finally aware, Y/n giggles. “We’ve been over this,” she pauses, briefly. “You’re just really cold.” Her fingers find their way to his wet hair.

“What are you doing here?” he asks.

“I came to say goodnight to you like I always do, guess I must’ve fallen asleep--”

“Like you always do,” he finishes.

“That’s not what I was going to say,” she argues. “I was going to say because your bed is just too comfy. You don’t deserve this bed.” She throws her arms around his neck.

“I don’t?” His amusement of the situation would be fairly obvious if it wasn’t for Y/n being half asleep.

“No,” she mumbles. “I need to go.”

“How can you? I’m preventing you from leaving,” he asks.

“I can just push you off of me,” she replies.

“Or you just don’t leave.”

“Not this again!” she says, exasperated. “I can’t keep doing this. My father will have a bigger fit than the last one if he finds out I stayed in your dorm again.”

“How does he keep finding out?” Y/n shrugs. “Beats me.”

“Don’t worry, I get good grades in his class… He likes me,” he assumes.

“No he doesn’t,” she debates. “He did, not anymore.”

“Oh really? Why is that then?”

Y/n opens her eyes to meet the ceiling. “Because you started calling his daughter ‘girlfriend’, ‘mine’, ‘hot’, ‘darling’... I can go on.”

“Point taken,” he agrees. “I’ll just make sure to suck up to him even more than I try to do normally.”

She shakes her head. “Bad idea, then it will just seem obvious.”

He groans. “Okay, what do you suggest I do then?”

“Why do you care so much anyways?”

“Because you are my girlfriend, it kind of would be nice if her father… I don’t know--liked me.”

“Don’t stress yourself over it. You know Snape, he doesn’t like anyone,” she assures.

“That’s not helpful.”

She forms her lips into a tline. “Sorry.” Her fingers tap a beat on his neck. “I really need to go though.”

His grip instinctively tightens. “If I don’t let go, what will happen?”

“I would--like I said--try to push you off. If that doesn’t work I guess I wouldn’t be leaving.” She bites her bottom lip. “Then you would feel my father’s wrath tomorrow… He probably thinks we’re doing stuff, you know.”

Draco lifts his head to make eye contact with her. “We are doing stuff.”

“You know what I mean!”

He tilts his head. “Could you enlighten me? Refresh my memory?”

Y/n rolls her eyes dramatically. “He probably thinks we’re--ugh--getting it on or something.”

Draco laughs, hysterically. “Oh! You mean se--”

She places a hand over his mouth, abruptly. “Don’t say that word,” she orders.

“It’s not like it’s a swear word.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “And you’re one to talk. You’ve literally had no problem making inappropriate jokes, and all, but you can’t stand the ‘s’ word.” Confusion laced his voice.

“Well, when you put it that way, yeah, I can see what angle you're coming from.”

“Mhm…” He pushes a strand of hair behind her ear. “I mean if you want to do that, all you’d have to do is ask. I’ll happily comply.” He begins to lean in, closing his eyes.

Her eyes widened.

 At this moment the door swings open. Her full strength coming together, pushing him off the bed, his body hitting the floor with a loud thud. “Blaise!” She smiles, sitting up. “How are you?”

“Hey… Y/n.” He raises an eyebrow at her. “And if we’re now being formal with each other, I’d say good, and you?”

Her gaze adverts from Blaise to Draco. “Just about to head out.” She scrambles off the bed. “Goodnight Blaise.” She salutes, awkwardly. “Draco.” She avoids eye contact, leaving.

Blaise, concerned about her uncomfortable state, looks at Draco for an answer.

“Don’t even ask,” he warns, annoyed.

[timextoxhajima]

[timestamp: 4.43pm] lee sangyeon

decorating the christmas tree with your husband <3

genre: FLOOF

wc: 483 words

tbz taglist: @changminurheart @from-xero @sunlightwoo @junjungsunwoo @wooyoung-a @sunwoowuvbot @sunwoahkim @bbangsoonie @changmin-wrlds

a/n: we are just about 1.5 months away from christmas so i'll be writing timestamps with the christmas theme!!

"it's beginning to look a lot like christmas, everywhere you go~ why are you smiling to yourself like that?"

"hmm? was i?" stretching upwards to hang the glittery star on one of the higher branches, you can't help the wide grin that spreads across your face.

"yeah," sangyeon chuckles under his breath, leaning down to pick up the last few ornaments and hands one to you. "can't tell if it's the tree that's making you so happy or that my singing is."

"why not both?" you pick it from his hand and tip-toe, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "anyway, we should head out after this to go get presents for your parents. i feel bad we're not having them over this year."

"you don't have to feel bad," the tree shakes a little as he reaches up to the branches nearer to the top to hang the little angel and reindeer. "they were the ones who suggested us going overseas for new year's anyway."

the snowman he handed you now dangles from one of the lower branches. taking a walk around the tree, you wait for sangyeon to finish adjusting the larger ones that sat on the branches below them. resting your hands on your hips, you tilt your head, satisfied with how pretty the tree looks.

it was your second christmas with sangyeon, and it felt nice to be in his presence - he spent most of the recent months working on his comebacks, so having him home and back in your arms feel nothing but blissful.

he walks over, comfy in his fluffy sweater and joggers and socks and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest as he plants a kiss into your forehead.

"you like it?" he mumbles into your hair as he begins to sway left and right from the music playing in the background.

"yeah, it's pretty. thank you for telling your company you need the time off," looking up at him, you rest your head into his shoulder. "i missed you alot these past few months. the house felt empty."

he hums, pressing another kiss to your forehead. "i'm sorry it's been so busy. the merger just kind of pushed alot of our schedules ahead because the new one doesn't have plans to let the groups promote concurrently."

"i understand," you pull away and rest your arms on his shoulders, following his little, light steps as he prances to the music. "it's okay, as long as you spend christmas and new year's with me. oh! and by the way, i'm your present this year."

sangyeon laughs and you snicker too, earning a gentle nose pinch from him.

"i hope you don't mind. i really didn't know what to get you."

"it's fine," sangyeon lowers his head and presses his forehead against yours, nose tips rubbing against each other. "you're my future too, anyway."

[spideymarvelws]

What would frat Peter! Be like if he found out the reader is a Virgin?

i put to much time into this

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Warnings : SMUT! (dirty talk, slight degrading, protected sex, oral [fem rec]), cursing, floof, peter going from simp to cocky real quick

Word Count : 4.6k (okay why is this longer than 90% of my oneshots i-)

Frat!Peter finding out the fem!reader is a virgin

It all starts when you and Mj are lounging in your shared apartment watching a movie like you both did every Sunday

The both of you were cuddled into the endless amount of blankets on either side of the couch, eyes trained on the bright screen in front of you

But your mind was focused on something else, namely a certain brown haired boy that just couldn’t seen to leave you alone

Peteyboi💗👀: hows the movie going lovebug??

you : lovebug?

you : thats a new one

Peteyboi💗👀: just trying out new things

Peteyboi💗👀: spicing stuff up a bit yk?

Peteyboi💗👀: do you like it?

you : im not really opposed to it

Peteyboi💗👀: ill add it to the list then

you : list?!

Peteyboi💗👀: pretend you didn't read that

You giggled at your boyfriends words, mouthing a quick sorry to MJ when she gave you a hard glare with the sudden burst of noise

But you couldn't help it, every time you saw the notification pop up on your phone, you couldn't help but act like a lovesick teenager falling in love for the first time

At this point the both of you had been dating for around seven months

Seven months of cliche coffee dates and pulling all nighters

Seven months of stolen kisses in the library or holding hands under the table during lectures

Seven months of pure bliss

“So why haven’t you guys fucked yet?” MJ said abruptly shaking you out of your love sick stare texting Peter

“I’m sorry, what!?”

“You know,” she pounded her fist into the palm of her hand repeatedly, “Sex,”

 “What- I-” you shook your head, trying to process her words, “How did this come up all of a sudden?”

“Since you decided to ignore me on our movie night,” she smirked, “Were you sexting him?”

“WHAT!”

“So I’ll take that as a no?”

“Yes thats a no!” you buried yourself further into the blankets, “Should-” you took a deep breath, “should it be a yes?”

“I don’t know, should it?”

“Oh that’s a good question! Almost like I already asked it,”

Mj laughed at your pouty glare

“No, no it shouldn’t,” she rested a comforting hand on your leg, “Do you want it to be though?”

Yes you did

More than anything

It was stupid, but what you had with Peter was different from anything you’ve had with other people in the past

He was everything a girl could ask for, smart, caring and a sweet personality that could make anyone smile

Let’s not mention his impressive build

And out of all the girls and guys that threw themselves at him, he choose you to love

You wanted to take that step with him, but you were scared that he would reject you

You weren’t experienced, in any way, to the point where you were completely innocent 

And you were dating a frat boy, the name that carried the reputation of sleeping around with most people on campus

How could you match up to that?

You couldn’t help but feel insecure in that area

The most you’ve ever went with Peter was a heavy make-out, it happened quite often too but he always stopped things before they went any further

There wasn’t any explanation, only peter bringing you close to cuddle for the rest of the night, forgetting the spit covering his lips and neck

Which lead you to make your own and none of them were exactly positive

Didn’t stop you from imagining a life where he wouldn’t drop you figuring how untalented you were in bed though

Or just daydreaming of him railing you out of existence

im looking you

“Yes?” you covering your face with your hands, embarrassed with your confession, “I don’t know about him though,”

MJ was aware that you were a virgin but only scoffed at your answer, “Oh come on, that boy is head over heels for you, why wouldn’t he want to fuck you,”

You felt your face heat up with the choose of words, “If he did wouldn’t he have made a move by now?”

“Better question, have you noticed his moves,”

Her question made you think as she continued

“Because I sure have,” 

“What do you mean?”

She rolled her eyes, “The looks he gives you when your not paying attention,” she started to count on her fingers, “Always touching you, constantly, like all the time. Biting his lip anytime you do anything remotely sexual and always blushes afterwards because he caught himself. Oh! Remember that time you wore that skirt? Like the pretty tight one? Yeah, his eyes were on your ass for like the whole day-”

“Okay, okay you could stop now I get it,” you groaned, “How do you know all of this?”

“I’m observant,”

“Makes sense.”

“The point is, he’s is definitely interested in you Y/n, it’s just a matter of you showing interest back.”

“I-” you sighed, “I can’t do that mj,”

“Like hell you can’t,” she rolled your eyes but pried your hands away from your face softly, “Do you want him to be your first Y/n?”

You nodded your head, “Yeah,” you looked back at her, “Yeah, I do,”

“Then you need to talk it out with him, see where you both stand when it comes to that regard in your relationship,” 

“I know, I know, I’m just scared for his reaction,”

MJ only sighed, “This is Peter we’re talking about y/n, he’d respect your boundaries until your ready, and I know you’ll respect his. Its just a matter of who makes the first step,”

“Okay, okay,” you took a deep breath, “I’ll just ask him when I could see him again and just-” you paused, “Ask him,”

“There we go!” MJ cheered as you reached for your phone

Peteyboi💗👀: hello??

Peteyboi💗👀: hellooooooooo

Peteyboi💗👀: is this about the list?

Peteyboi💗👀: i promise ill try them all out sugar

Peteyboi💗👀: ...

Peteyboi💗👀: tbh i didnt like that one

You looked up at MJ, motivated by her reassuring eyes and words, you texted back

you : dont worry petey, the list is cute 😂

Peteyboi💗👀: good good

Peteyboi💗👀: did mj catch you??

you : maybe

you : i blame your clinginess

Peteyboi💗👀: i thought you said you liked my clinginess🥺

you : never said it was a bad thing 😘

Peteyboi💗👀: you implied it tho 😪

you : nah

you : i think thats just you

“What did he say?” MJ interrupted, her legs bouncing up and down anxiously

“I- uh, didn’t get to it yet,”

“I will take that phone, throw it across the room and make you do this in person if you keep stalling,”

You didn’t want to test her words

you : i miss you tho

Peteyboiiii💗👀: sorry babe, just been really busy with the internship

you : i know petey dw

you : do you know when you’ll be free next?

Peteyboiiii💗👀: uuuuhhhh

Peteyboiiii💗👀: the guys are suppose to be out Thursday

Peteyboiiii💗👀: i was suppose to tell you tomorrow but you beat me too it😂

you : oh really?

Peteyboiiii💗👀: would be just the two of us...

fuck circumstances

you : its a date then?

Peteyboiiii💗👀: hey! thats my line😤

you : sorry for stealing your thunder loverboy

Peteyboiiii💗👀: 👁👄👁

you : oh so you could do pet names but i cant???

Peteyboiiii💗👀: never said it was a bad thing 👀

you : ...

you : goodnight peter

The couple of days leading up to the Thursday were stressful to say the least

But MJ was there to hype you up, telling you everything that you should expect, what signals to use and even going out of her way to buy you a red set of lingerie

“It’s going to be awkward at first-”

“Well no shit it’s going to be awkward at first,”

“Hey! No talking back to your teachers,”

“Sorry...”

The drive to the house was nerve wrecking

You were anxious to see his reaction, but even with the doubt clouding your head, there was a ray of light that passed through, reminding you that Peter wasn’t that type of guy

That these past months have proved that he loved you, and you loved him

That he wanted this just as much as you did

You just needed to show him that

He greeted you at the door with a bear hug, rocking you back and forth in his arms

“I’ve missed you angel,” he whispered into your ear, pressing a kiss to your neck that made the hairs on your skin raise

“Angel?” you squeaked, “Where did that come from?”

“The list remember?” he pulled back, beaming brighter than you’ve ever seen, “going down one by one. I quite like this one though,” his voice lowered, “Angel, suites you don’t your think?”

“Yeah,” you cleared your throat, “Could we go inside?”

“Yeah of course,” his hand squeezed your waist, moving to small of your back and leading you inside

You didn't know how long you could last. With the new pet names, your hyperawareness to his touch and all of his words suddenly having new meaning behind them

You started to miss being so oblivious

“It’s been so long since we’ve had a day together, holy shit,” he said, falling back against the cushions of his couch with his thighs spread making you gulp, “come here,”

“Huh?”

He pouted, “I want to cuddle with my girlfriend so come here,”

the dude likes cuddles leave him alone

You shook your head, remembering MJ’s words,

“First step, get into the bedroom,”

“Wouldn’t it be more comfortable in your room?”

Peter’s head tilted to the side in confusion, “We have the whole house to ourselves and you want to spend it in my room?”

You nodded, walking up to him and stretching out your hand for him to take, “What’s so wrong with your room?”

“nothing, nothing,” he sighed taking your hand and standing up, “Just not as comfy as the couch,”

“You’re just being dramatic,”

“Dramatic?” he teased, raising your hand to spin you around, pulling your back to his chest, “I know nothing of a sort,”

You knew it was suppose to be playful, you knew he was just teasing you like he always did

But the feeling of his hard chest against your back, his hair tickling the base of your throat and his arms wrapped strongly around your waist, keeping you tight against him

You couldn't help but imagine this in a very different scenario

“Ready to go then?”

You nodded, not sure if you could even form words correctly at that point

Peter smirked and within one motion he had you in his arms bridal style, taking you to the stairs that lead to his room

“Nothing of a sort my ass,” you mumbled into his neck, cracking a smile when you felt the vibrations of his chuckles rumble from his chest

“You should know me well enough by now angel,” he kicked open his door, closing it back with the heel of his shoe, “I like to play,”

You sure fucking hoped so

You shrieked when he threw you down on his bed, hopping on top of you and holding you down so you couldn’t move

“Peter!” you whined, giggling when his fingers trailed up your side

“What’s wrong angel?” he kissed your noise, moving to kiss your cheeks, your forehead and finally a small peck on your pouty lips, “Do you not like this,”

“No, no, no,” you cupped his face, keeping him still do you could look at him directly, “I love this,”

“good,” he whispered, bumping his nose against yours, lips brushing against each other, “Good,”

“great,” you whispered back, hesitantly raising your head to connect your soft lips on his

It was slow, reminding you of the first time you kissed in the park, trying to figure out you’d lead, you’d follow. Getting the timing right when opening your mouths, and tilting your heads at the right angle for the perfect combination of comfort and touch

It was almost like he was memoizing the motion, stopping after every movement before continuing again sometimes with the same thing or trying out something new

Soon enough his hands gripped the side of your waist, pulling you up slightly to flip the both of you over so that you were on top

He pulled you closer, your chest practically moulding into his when his tongue swiped along your bottom lips, asking for entrance

You gave it to him immediately, letting him explore your mouth in any way he wanted

It went on like that for a few minutes, just the two of you sloppily making out in the middle of his bed. You tried to take it a bit further, grinding your hips subtly but his grip tightened and he pulled away, pressing his forehead against yours

“I missed that angel,” he whispered, grinning at your small giggle

“Me too,” you paused, letting out a shaky breath, trying to recover from the kiss and ignore the wet feeling in your pants, “Could I ask you something?”

“Anything,”

It was now or never, “Why did you stop?”

“Well I- uh, didn’t think you would want to kiss for the rest of the day,” he laughed to cover the crack in his voice, “I know I’m irresistible angel, but you don’t want to wear me out so soon,”

You bit your lip, “But what if that’s what I want?”

Peter’s eyes widened as he shifted on the bed, “You- you want that?”

“Only if you do,” you started to regret your words, “You know what? Just forget I said anything-”

He quickly cut you off with a kiss making you gasp lightly at the sudden contact, “I want that more than anything,” he said quickly, “It’s just- I don’t want to force you into anything, didn’t want to make you feel obligated in any way,”

“I- I want this peter,” your said, feeling the heaviness on your chest disappear, “I want this with you,”

“Are you sure?”

“More than anything.”

“Okay, okay,” he nodded, trying to hid his smile as he lifted you off his lap, laying you gently on the bed, “Hold on, I’ll be right back,”

You watched with your head tilted in confusion when peter walked out of the room only to come back with a blindfold in his hands

“Petey, as much as i would love to, you know it’s my first time and uh-”

He quickly caught on to what your implying, burning bright red, “No, no, no that’s not what this is for,” he scratched the back of his neck, “I want your first time to be special and this is a bit rushed but I want to surprise you and make it nice,”

“Oh,” you stood up, “Okay yeah,”

Peter walked behind you, gently laying the blindfold around your eyes and tying it behind your head. He leaned down to place a cheeky kiss on your neck, trailing up to behind your ear

“Stay here,” he demanded softly before stepping away leaving you frozen in place

He couldn’t help but stand back for a few minutes and admire your state. Your feet were tilted inward, hands rubbing your shoulders with your head tilted down

The perfect display of submission

But he had to kick those thought aside, just for today

After a couple of minutes of waiting, you jumped when you felt hands on your arms, calming when you recognised the rough skin

“Are you ready?” he could hear the smile in his words

“Yes,”

The blind fold feel from your face, your eyes blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the light

But it was a lot darker than before, the lights dimmed drawing attention to the groups of candles sitting on his nightstand. The sheets were different as well, the white blankets replaced with soft black ones, the grey pillows now red with intricate designs sewn into them

“It isn't much but, I hope it’s everything you dreamed it would be,”

“It’s that and more Peter,” you smiling, turning around in his arms to place a quick kiss to his cheek, “Now it’s time for my surprise,”

You pushed him down on the edge of the bed, turning around and taking off your hoodie, shuffling out of your black tights to reveal the lingerie 

You turned around with a harsh exhale, feelings small under his gaze

“fuck, you were ready for tonight weren’t you baby?”

You fiddled with your fingers in front of him, “MJ helped me,”

“Figured,” he took your hand, pulling you back to gently straddle his waist, “You’d be beautiful in a potato sack angel, you have nothing to worry about,”

You shook your head, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and settling in his lap, “I find that hard to believe,”

“Then let me show you,”

He leaned in, kissing your lips briefly and pulling back, smirking when you mindlessly chased them

“tease,” you muttered, your forehead falling against his

“You love it,” 

“Yeah, yeah I do,”

You both leaned back in, your mouths perfectly in sync as your lips moved against one another, the practise before hand helping tremendously  

Your arms tightened around his neck, your hands running through his soft brown locks, tugging lightly on the strands

He groaned into your mouth, bitting the your bottom lip and pulling lightly, “You’re going to be the death of me angel, you know that?”

You only giggled, “Seems more like a you problem,”

“Oh? Is that how it is,”

You nodded shyly, playing with the edge of his shirt, “I just think it’s unfair that I’m the only one without a shirt on,”

Peter bit his bottom lip, reaching down and pulling off his shirt and connecting your lips right after. He hooked his arms under your thighs, lifting you up as he stood and lying you back down on the bed

He moved his lips from yours, down your throat to your colour bone, leaving his own marks in the process

Sealing you as his

And his only

“Can I?” he gestured to the front clip of your bra

You nodded, lost in the feelings of his lips on your skin

“Words angel,”

“Yes, yes please,”

He laughed, “Didn’t even get to the main event and you’re already begging for me,” 

You whined, “Peter,”

“Sorry, sorry,” he mumbled, unclipping the garment, helping you raise slightly so he could fully discard it to the side

“Beautiful,” he whispered before latching his mouth on your left nipple, stimulating the other with his forefinger and thumb

“Oh my god,” your hand shot to his hair, tugging at them slightly while the other took the sheets tightly in its palm

“Feeling good angel?” he smirked knowing damn well the answer

He just wanted to hear you say it

“So good Peter,”

He chuckled, switching to the other nipple, “We haven’t even reached the good part Y/n,”

You only let out a shaky sigh, your hand falling from his hair once he started to move further down your body

He liked that he could make you melt with the minimum things he could do

He wanted to remind you that he had the power to do so

And you enjoyed it

Your back arched when he kissed down your stomach, his fingers trailing down the side and hooking them on the lace of your panties

He looked up at you, waiting for your confirmation 

“Please,” you said once again, raising your legs slightly so he could take them off easily

“So needy,” he muttered, taking them off in once motion, crawling back up to place himself between your thighs, “Going to make you feel so good angel, so fucking good,”

His arms wrapped themselves snuggly around the base of your leg, pulling your core down closer to his face

“Ready?” he purred, trailing kisses up your thigh

“Yes,”

“Good.”

He took a bold lick up the length of your pussy, his tongue swirling around the bud of your clit

“Holy fuck Peter!” you shouted, bitting down on your finger to suppress your noise

“No, no, no angel I want to hear you,” he almost growled, “I want to hear you scream for me, know that I’m the only one that would ever get to hear and make you feel this way,”

His possessiveness turned you on even more

You slowly moved your hand from your mouth, placing it down by your side as peter continued eating your pussy like a starved man, listening to your moans and paying attention to your sudden jerks and reactions to his movements

“Taste so good angel, fuck. I’ve been fantasising about this moment ever since I laid eyes on you,” his fingers started to play with your lips, “The things i’ve wanted to do you, to absolutely ravish you, make you my own” he plunged his finger slowly into you, his strength keeping you pressed against the mattress, “But that’s for later, today is all about you,”

You couldn't even form a word when he added a second finger, sending your head back against the pillows. It was so much, his mouth toying with your clit, his fingers entering you that were so much thicker than yours, hitting places that made your eyes roll to the back of your head in pleasure

With the third finger you could feel something change, a sudden spike run up your body, clearing your mind of everything but the feelings of your high quickly approaching

“Peter I-”

“Going to cum angel? Gonna cum all over fingers?”

“Yes Peter fuck!”

“Go ahead Y/n, cum for me,”

You high reached with his words, shaking your body. Peter slowed his pace, dragging out your orgasm for as long as possible

He crawled back up your body, stilling his fingers inside of you while littering your blown out face with kisses, awarding you with his touch

“You did so well angel,” he whispered, “So fucking well,”

“Really milking the use out of that name huh?” you managed to mummer, throwing your arms lazily around his neck, not wanting him to leave any time soon

“Do you want me to change it?” he teased, pulling out his fingers, muttering a small sorry when you winced

He brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your wetness of his skin while more continued to form at his dirty display

“How about...” his fingers popped out of his mouth, moving to caress your face, leaving a trail of his spit down your cheek, “Princess, my pretty princess,”

Your legs clenched at his tone and new name, making Peter giggle, “Princess it is then,”

He reached over to his bedside table, grabbing a condom and ripping the package open. He rolled the plastic on his impressing length, making you both drool and scared that that’s what was going inside of you

When he took off his sweatpants? you didn’t know

He flipped the both of you over for what felt like the hundredth time that day. His hands were tight on your hips, keeping you hovered over his hard cock

“We go at your pace okay?” his looked at you with dark eyes, “Are you sure that-”

You cut him off with a messy kiss, taking his member into your hand and guiding it to your hole 

“You talk to much,” you mumbled, taking the red tip inside you with a groan

He moaned with you, your pussy tight and snug 

“Take it easy,” he whispered, whipping off a bead of sweat that began to form on your forehead, “We have all the time in the world,”

“So big,” you whimpered, slowly take him inch by inch. Soon enough you started to loose balance on your knees, falling forward with your hands on his chest and your thighs relaxing, letting him bottom out inside of you

“Fuck,” you both said in unison, letting out a breathy laugh

“It kinda hurts,” 

“Well I’m not exactly average in that department-”

You scoffed, moving around on his lap, trying to find a comfortable position

“Tell me how you’re feeling princess,”

“It- it’s getting better,” you were fully relaxed now, “I- I want to start moving,”

“Go ahead Y/n,” he raised himself up so that his chest was pressed against yours, “I’ll guide you okay?”

“Okay, okay,”

You started moving up and down, more so just humping his body because your legs already starting to feel weak

But peter was patient with you, constantly making sure you were okay and keeping his eyes on your body

Not like he wanted to take them of of you

You looked angelic above him

No wonder the name suited you so much

Your mouth open, hips moving slowly bringing the both of you pleasure you’ve never experience before

He wanted to keep that picture in his mind forever, framed in his memory

Because you weren’t some girl at a party he picked up or guy he drunkly made out with

You were someone he loved, with all his heart 

That trusted him enough to share this moment with him

And just perfect an every way

“You’re doing so well princess,” he groaning, staring to rut his hips back into yours, making your moans grow even louder

“Fuck,” you fell against his chest, “Peter,”

“You want me to take control princess? Too fucked out already?” he couldn’t help himself while muttering those words, getting lost in the feeling of you

“Please peter I can’t-” he cried, “Please,”

“I got you princess,” he planted his feet on the mattress, thrusting up roughly into you, “I always got you,”

He began pounding into you, gradually getting faster and faster as your whines and moans grew louder and louder

Your second orgasm was quick on its way, and with Peter’s pace becoming irregular, you could tell he was almost there as well

“So fucking tight princess,” he groaned, pressing his cheek against yours, “Are you close,”

You mewled in response

“Cum with me princess, scream my name and cum on my cock,”

“Peter!” you shouted, cumming hard on his member and sagging against his chest

You could feel the condom begin to fill up inside of you, his hips stilling against yours

Part of you wondered how it would feel shooting inside of you without the protection

From there it was a blur, the feelings of peters lips against your skin, his arms wrapped around you, something cold and wet moving across your body

You caught your bearings when Peter pulled you into his chest, his shirt now covering your form along with the same fluffy blankets that covers the couch downstairs

Peter started, “That was-” 

“Amazing,” you finished for him, giggling and cuddling further into his chest

Peter looked down at you, his hand caressing your face like he did moments before but this time his touch was filled with comfort and reassurance, “Are you alright?”

“Better than I’ve ever been,” you giggled, peter chuckling along with you

“I think I’m going to need to start adding names to that list,” 

You looked up at him, “Like what?”

He sighed, a sly smile forming on his face

“I think I’ll start off with my little slut,”

...

fun fact, this was originally gonna be different types of frat peter like cocky, soft etc like some fucking frat peter multi verse but i just lost interest halfway through. 

My mind just said no♥️ so i scraped that and this was born instead

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[be-ace-write-crime]

Too Many Kitties!

“I had six cats… Now I have six nearly naked men in my house…” you summarized out loud, rubbing your temples.

The cats you adopted turn out to be magic hybrids and they are so glad to be adopted by such a sweet mistress! You're not sending them away are you?!

Reader x Cat hybrid Bucci gang!

Wish fulfillment, fluff, cat hybrids, poly ships, surprise adoption, reader insert.

You were driving home after a long day at work. Nothing was going right at all. You had received a promotion at work a while ago, which you were initially excited about, but it really just meant you were handed off a complete dumpster fire for a small pay raise and your cat was your only salvation in these dark times.

You were actually thinking of getting a second one to keep Leone company. You’d get one from the pound when you had a little more free time. You weren’t really picky about breeds or things like that, but you wanted something cuddly.

Leone you had found on a rainy day under a dumpster. You had carefully kneeled in the filthy puddle around it and reached out to him. The look in his eyes broke your heart and you ran home with the big, soaking fur ball. He’d not even struggled when you bathed him, although he certainly howled like he was being murdered. It took him a long time to want to be touched after that first night, but now he greeted you when you came home with a rub against your legs, headbutts when you fed him, and he slept on the foot of your bed.

Thinking about it, it was raining just like that day now. Only by now you had a car. You looked into the grim alley you had found Leone in nearly steering off the road when you saw what you thought was a crate full of cats there. You blinked at yourself, thinking that had to be some kind of mistake. Who would leave a crate full of cats in this weather? You needed to check.

That U-turn you made could have landed you in prison if anyone was around, but you drove back up to the alleyway and heard the unmistakable yowling of cats. The bottom of their crate had filled up and the wet, mangy looking little gremlins were pawing at the bars, begging to be let out of the small basin they were sitting in. You slapped a hand over your mouth, shaking your head.

“Oh, no, babies. I’m not letting you out into the street, but I’m not leaving you here,” you said, grabbing the crate and tipping it over until the water was mostly if not completely out. It was hard to tell with the wet, furry sponges inside and the pouring rain that had soaked your hair and clothes as well now. It wasn’t just a drizzle, it was bad. You moved your car closer and hauled the crate the rest of the way and by some miracle got it into the trunk.

You turned the heat up for all of you and drove home, cooing soothingly at the soft meowing in the back.

When you opened the door Leone was there, joining the chorus of meows all around. You were all kinds of tired though, kicking the door shut and opening the big crate. You tore off your wet clothes down to your underwear, because it was freezing and examined the cats more closely for the first time.

They were a mixed bunch. One was white with black spots all over and bright blue eyes, almost snow leopard like, but it was most certainly a kitty. It was the first to tentatively step into your apartment and let out a less offended or scared sounding meow.

There was another white one, this one looking like one of those fancy, purebred, long haired ones, and it had bright red eyes. That one in particular was pressed as far back as possible, hissing even. You couldn’t really blame it. Your transport here had been less than gentle.

Then there was the small back one with little patches of orange. It was small and scrawny, you could tell it would be even when it was dry, but it had the brightest, most adoring purple eyes you had ever seen. It stayed cuddled close to the spotted white one, getting it all wet again trying to shake off.

Then there was a very exotic looking one. It was long and slender, with bronze fur and elegant spots and tiger like stripes. It had cheerful brown eyes and was the first to start looking around, under loud, meowing protest from Leone.

The last one was a small, fluffy one with gold fur and a slightly lighter patch in the shape of a heart on his chest. It’s green eyes studied you inquisitively, before getting out of the cage and bolting deeper into the apartment, getting a loud yowl of protest from Leone, who gave you an accusatory glare.

“Sorry for the surprise, Leone floof… I couldn’t leave them out in the rain, could I? And I do feel bad leaving you home alone all day now, so maybe you can get along? I’ll put up lost cat posters and call in with the local shelter, but I don’t think they were left out by accident…” you explained sadly, scooping the big, silver grump into your arms. He was so warm against your rain chilled skin and he didn’t even protest, just kept staring down at the other cats imperially from his place in your arms.

First order of business was getting the cats and yourself dry and warm. You toweled off the spotted white one, the exotic one, and managed to give the black one a cursory ruffle with a towel before it bolted. The blonde one had hidden under your couch, looking at you quietly with its tail twitching restlessly. You decided to leave it. You also didn’t dare get near the long haired white one.

Next was food and you wanted to be sure they all ate so you split them into different rooms, as much as possible, with a bowl of wet food each. White one in the crate, Leone in the kitchen as usual, gold in the living room, spotted white in your bedroom, exotic in your spare room, and black in the bathroom. In the minute or two they were all eating you quickly changed into something warm and dry and comfy. Dry and comfy being the dumbass giant onesie in your favorite color that you only ever wore around Leone.

You ran around to let the cats out of the rooms and checked to make sure they had eaten. They had. You collapsed on your favourite spot on the couch. You threw your electric blanket over your lap and turned it on and laid out the other over the free space on the couch where Leone liked to nap. As expected, your oldest cat curled up on it, purring happily, and the other cats caught on quickly, flopping down on either Leone’s blanket or you while you browsed your phone and decided tonight was a takeout kind of night.

The long haired white one came trotting over eventually and you slowly held out your hand to it until it dared come close enough to be lifted onto your lap. It was still kinda wet, but you could ignore that for now. The gold one peeked out from under the couch, still damp and sad looking as well, and you tried to reach, but it already hopped onto the couch and laid down on the backrest, watching you with its big, bottomless emeralds for eyes.

“I’ll probably have to name you all something, huh? Hmm…” You mused, holding the hissy baby still in your lap. It needed to dry up a little and you knew you’d never be able to pin him down with a hairdryer, so this was the best place for it. “You can be Pannacotta. Like the desert~” she told him.

The exotic looking one meowed as if to say they wanted to be named next. “Alright, you… Guido? Do you like that?” The cat meowed affirmatively and looked at the gold one.

“How about Giorno?” you asked the blonde kitten. It showed no outward response, but it didn’t seem to object. About what you could expect from a cat.

“You can be Arancia, with those bright orange spots~” you told the black cutie. Right away it seemed to meow something like the name and you laughed. “Narancia? Would you prefer that? Okay, it actually sounds cuter that way. Good call!” you laughed.

Last was the spotted one. You struggled with a name for a bit, thinking of a few and dismissing them. “I really like the name Bruno, but you’re a white kitty,” you eventually said. You’d already gotten kind of fixated on the name for him, assuming he was even a boy. You hadn’t checked. The spotted cat purred and came to cuddle up to you, which had to be the clearest consent you could get from any feline. “Alright, Bruno it is!” you agreed, snuggling with your new cats until the food arrived.

You didn’t feel like staying up late or doing much the rest of the evening. You checked a few missing pet sites and set a reminder in your phone to call the pound during your lunch break tomorrow. You were starting to hope no one was looking for them, because these kitties made you happy beyond belief in just one night, even if you felt a little bad for Leone now. However, strays don’t end up in a giant travel crate together and most of these cats looked like very expensive breeds.

You left the heated blankets on the couch on a low setting and quietly went to bed while the cats slept. Only Leone got up to follow you, as he normally did. You got in bed and he made a soft mewl that drew your attention.

“What’s wrong, Leone?” you asked softly, smiling as he rolled onto his back and exposed his soft little cat belly submissively. He’d never done this before and you giggled and rubbed his belly in slow reassuring strokes. “Don’t worry, baby. Someone’s probably busy looking for them right now. I don’t think I can take care of that many cats anyway. I’m too young to be an old lady with six cats, right? You’ll always be my favorite, Leone. Just don’t tell them, yeah? Kitty promise?” you whispered softly, smiling wider when he purred and cuddled up against your side.

The next morning you tried to feed all your new cats their wet food the same way you had the day before, but Giorno had somehow made it to the top of your bookcase and was not coming down. Panna had taken his spot under the couch and was similarly unmovable, and Narancia and Guido were both hovering by your door, ready to make a break for it.

You had a kibble feeder set up, so you fed Leone so he wouldn’t get grumpy and set out a bowl of special cat milk your first cat didn’t care for. It did catch the attention of your other cats, who were more interested in it and satisfied you hadn’t left out the new kitties food wise you got showered and dressed for work.

“Be good babies! I love you!” you called out, already excited to come home to your sweet cats tonight. You forced yourself not to get too excited. You also forbade yourself from shopping for an extra big litter box and collars and cat beds, because you already knew that the second you got a call about the owner being found you’d be heartbroken.

During your break you called a few of the shelters near you, reporting what had happened. They all recommended you take them to the vet to check for a chip, which you agreed to do. You booked an appointment at the vet and with gritted teeth you begged for the time off from your boss. He was not happy, since you were still in charge of a shitshow from hell and your predecessor had left a mountain of work to be sorted out for you. You were entitled to that time off though, so you got your vet visit, under the condition you worked some overtime again, which you already expected.

It was getting dark by the time you were on your way home and while you were happy there was the slight underlying anxiety your new babies might have demolished your home in your absence. You had no way of knowing if any of them had spraying issues or if they might need a special diet. Leone was a very clean and neat cat, who’s only messes were his litter box and some shed fur that couldn’t be helped.

There was also the chance they might have fought for whatever reason and you quickly forced that thought out of your mind.

You would come home and there would be six lovely kitties meowing hello and wanting food and you’d all cuddle on the couch together and you’d be alright.

You opened your door and were shocked by the smell before anything else. It wasn’t the smell of cat pee or blood, which you were happy about, but it smelled like food. Like pasta with red sauce, to be precise.

Okay… maybe your mom had come over and let herself in and made you dinner? It was unlike her to do that, especially unannounced, but it was the only semi-reasonable explanation you could come up with until a stranger came walking out of your kitchen.

“Mistress, you’re home! Bellissimo! Leone said you’re usually home sooner, so we were getting worried-”

“Who the fuck are you and why are you in my house?!” you yelled. You didn’t want to be rude, you really didn’t, but you did not know this man and he was standing in your hallway, wearing nothing except your girly white apron that you rarely ever used. The man was of medium build, tan skin and a black bob cut, with two black cat ears perched almost cutely on the sides. You weren’t sure if the not knowing or the almost naked part disturbed you more.

A few seconds later you would discover it was in fact neither of those things that bothered you most, it was that apron man wasn’t the only under dressed intruder in your house! “You don’t have to yell. You invited us in,” a tall, lean, brown haired male with leopard spotted cat ears said, coming out of your living room wearing a pair of your hipster panties with a leopard print that matched his ears and at this point you were groping behind you for the door handle.

“Vecellio is next door...” you said, thinking these guys were probably friends of your neighbors who let themselves in. Did you not lock the door? Did they find your spare key? Did they not realize they were in the wrong house?

“That’s… nice? But I don’t think that’s got anything to do with us,” apron man said.

“You’re home~!!!” a small, black haired boy yelled, coming down the stairs in a bright orange mini skirt that you had only worn for Halloween once. He looked like he wanted to come up and hug you, but your indignant yelp stopped him.

“Why are you wearing my clothes?!” you demanded, tucking yourself way back into the corner.

“Chill, you didn’t have any guy clothes. Just thought it’d be more polite to put something on than to greet you with our dicks out. We’ll take ‘em off if you want,” leopard print said, already hooking his thumb into the panties he was wearing.

“N-No, keep that on! That is not what I meant!” you said quickly.

“If she’s home, does that mean we can have dinner now?” the black haired boy in the skirt asked.

“Not yet, Narancia. I think our new mistress needs a little more explaining,” the first said, beckoning you further into your apartment. By now two more guys had appeared. One was wearing the bottoms of your strawberry print pajamas and more egregiously, holding your laptop! The other only had a white sheet around his waist like he belonged in a renaissance painting, which quite frankly, would not be wrong.

“You're damn right I need a fucking explanation!” you snapped, already at a point where you were willing to overlook the mistress part of that statement when you realized something that had you ready to escalate this situation from potential battery to potential murder. “Where are my cats?!”

Around the corner at that very moment came your big, silver fur ball and you exhaled a sigh of relief, getting down on one knee to pick him up quickly.

“Hey, Leone,” you said, considerably more calm, only for the sweet but distant tomcat you’d had for over a year to transform before your very eyes into a tall, naked, silver haired man with an impatient scowl, with you still kneeling at eye level with exposed groin as he cocked his hip and crossed his arms.

“Now will you make them leave?!” he asked.

[ssuminshan-official]

Xiyao date! ✨️

Xichen and Yao: *sitting in their garden. While he stroked A-Yao's tail*

Yao: *amused*

Xichen: cutest of all hulijings. Are you appeased?

Yao: certainly.

Xichen: *kneels and kisses the tip of A-Yao's tail* I pay my love and respects to you.

Yao: *smiling*

I see you're obsessed with my tail?

Xichen: because it's soft and fluffy, and a part of you.

Yao: awww.

Xichen: Ayao, are you ready to go horseback riding?

Yao: sure. *lifts chin* and maybe my A-Huan can carry me to somewhere secluded.

Xichen: *blushing* I'll love that!

Yao: mhm, it will just you, me and my tail.

Xichen: *kisses him on his forehead* I see how generous my emperor is.

Yao: *smiling*

Xichen: Foxy, did you see the chocolate fountain I left in your room?

Thanks to the hulijing resources

Yao: yes! And I had some fruits dipped in chocolate before I got here.

Xichen: how lavish.

A-Yao, I want to get you more lavish things, even though you are already living like a diva.

Yao: as I must.

Xichen: *kisses* you're my diva.

Yao: *blushing*

Xichen: shall we go?

Yao: mn. *stood up*

Xichen: *shelters him with an umbrella* wait, Huangdi.

Yao: *smiling and sauntering*

Huanhuan. Speaking of spending money. You know that you'll have an imperial salary, and Jing Manor will fulfill your every need.

So that means.....

Xichen: so it means that my money is to buy you gifts and take care of you. *smile* I was already planning to do that.

Yao: excellent, Huanhuan.

Xichen: well that's my duty, darling.

Xichen: here it is, A-Yao. Let me help you up.

Yao: mn.

Xichen: *climbs on top of the horse, puts his arms around him, then holds onto the reins.*

Are you comfy?

Yao: yea.

Xichen: I'm holding you, A-Yao.

~~

After some minutes of riding through the forests, they reached to a secluded valley.

Xichen: what do you think?

Yao: it's beautiful.

Xichen: hmm.... *holds hand* let's go.

*supports him* be careful, emperor.

Yao: yea Huan.

Xichen: there are roots.

Both: *crossing over a small stream*

Furthermore, Xiyao found a spot under a tree, where they snuggled in each other's arms.

Yao: Huan.

Xichen: A-Yao.

Yao: hiding from my staff and team dimple?

Xichen: hehe, you can say so.

Today I want you to myself.

Xichen: *hugs* I'm always yours.

Yao: *touches chest* Huan, aren't you afraid of a hulijing misbehaving with you. *caressing his face* alone.

Xichen: *blushing* I'm fine, if it's the emperor.

Yao: ah. I wonder who's that lucky person.

Xichen: *kisses* make a guess.

Yao: hmm, I definitely know who it is.

Xichen: *kisses his hand* one and only reigning emperor of Hulijings. My A-Yao.

Yao: mhm. *caressing Xichen's thigh*

Xichen: *rubbing near his rear.* would you make your tail appear, foxy.

Yao: well of course. 

Yao: *reclines in a certain way*

Xichen: *kisses him where his tail begins*

Yao: *flicks tail in his face*

Xichen: *blushing*

Yao: are you loving my imperial floof? *laughing*

Xichen: yup.

Xichen started kissing his dimples delicately while sticking his tongue in them, whereas A-Yao took off his outer robes while trying to sink his teeth in his shoulders and sucking on some of his qi energy.

Yao: *successfully bites*

Xichen: *giggling in drunkenness* Huangdi!!.

Yao: *links lips*

Xichen: I'm so excited! Bite me again!

Yao: *bites*

Xichen: *hugs him tightly, while kissing his neck* ughh, A-Yao.

Yao: X....xichen...*smooches him*

Xichen: *trembles in ecstasy* I can't wait to marry you, A-Yao.

I'll kiss you everyday like this.

Yao: oh my.

Xichen: and I hope you drunken me with your kisses as well.

Xichen: *raises hand in his and kisses* is that much to ask from your servant.

Yao: *blushing* Huan. You can kiss me like this anytime.

Xichen: good. *lifts him in his arms, and placed him in a flower field.*

Yao: er ge! Er ge, why did you put me here. *blush* what naughty intentions are you up to.

Xichen: *hands him a flower* I find you look gorgeous amongst flowers.

The hulijings are lucky to have such an ethereal emperor.

Yao: Oh er ge. Why are you flattering me.

Xichen: because I'm crazily in love with you. And I'm ready to tackle team dimple for you.

Yao: I'll go back and tell them!

Xichen: go ahead, Huangdi.

Yao: heehee, aren't you afraid that they do something.

Xichen: I know they can't because they don't want to displease you.

Yao: ahh.

Xichen: and I can just hide behind Song'er.

Yao: *laughing*

~~

On the other side!

Huaisang: being under house arrest sucks! How am I supposed to sabotage San ge within the confinement of my room.

*peeping out his doorway*

Then he overheard some eunuchs and servants talking.

I feel so happy for our Huangdi.

Yea. His engagement and wedding will be very spectacular! And Huangdi

will look so elegant and beautiful.

I think we should offer flowers to our emperor as a gift.

He's infact the cutest hulijing.

Huaisang: Sang ge is getting married????

Ay you, come here!

Some Passerby: evil Huaisang, what do you need?

Huaisang: hey, I'm not evil! But does it look good on me?

Does it make me look hot and menacing.

Anyways, is San ge getting married?!

Yes, and you're cordially NOT invited.

Huaisang: *rolls eyes* I don't want to come anyway.

Anything else you want to know?

Huaisang: no, I'm fine. You can leave.

Huaisang: *sits and plans* if I sabotage the engagement, er ge would get the blame.

Haha. Perfect! I can get rid of San ge without lifting a finger.

I'm so so sorry, er ge. *grin*

Rusong and team D: *walking around the compound*

Mo xuanyu: I'm feeling really jittery.

Xue yang: is it about Jiggy's hot date.

Mo xuanyu: yea!

Su she: I hope he acts appropriate with my Huangdi.

Xue yang: he better.

Rusong: guys relax. I believe that A-Die is having fun.

Su she: Song'er, lans are very scandalous.

Rusong: lol how?

Xue yang: it's in their blood.

Soon you'll see Sizhui and Jingyi.

Rusong: oh my. I can imagine Jingyi and Ouyang Zizhen fighting over a girl.

Xue yang: exactly.

Mo xuanyu: guys, do you think Yao gege destroyed Lan lips.

Xue yang: obviously he did.

Su she: definitely.

Xue yang: we'll have to revive poor Lan lips afterwards.

Rusong: now how are you three going to do that.

Xue yang: demonic cultivation.

Mo xuanyu: CPR.

Su she: eww. I'll slap him until he regains consciousness.

There's no way I'm performing cpr on him!

Rusong: *laughing* ah you guys are always so entertaining.

Xue yang: stick with us, child. We'll teach you stuff.

Su she: anyways for sure, we got to wait for that Lan lips so that we can interview him.

Rusong: as you should.

Tell me how it goes ok.

Xue yang: definitely!

Rusong: would you ever interview A-Die?

Su she: never!

Mo xuanyu: we could never do that to our king.

Xue yang: but if we have to, we'll ask him why is he so goodlooking.

And does he top Nie Mingjue, Jiang cheng and Xichen.

Mo xuanyu: we already know that he's in fact a dominant top.

Xue yang: he tops the entire Jianghu.

Rusong: *laughs* I hear you.

Xue yang: I wonder what you would be in the future.

Su she: xue yang! He's still a teen!

Xue yang: but he still needs to know! And I'm curious!

Mo xuanyu: Song'er is going to slay like Yao gege.

Ruosng: obviously I will.

Don't you know that a lot of fox spirit girls are already head over heels for me.

I think it's the dimples. Or I'm just Dianxia.

Trio: *shocked* little Dianxia?!!!!

Su she: D....do you talk to them? Dianxia?

Rusong: no. But if I do, I'll do it casually.

I'm too busy, sorry.

Xue yang: busy doing what?! Being rich and lavish!

Rusong: noooo. I have some Wangzi work to do.

Su she: awww, good Song'er.

Mo xuanyu: hardworking just like Yao gege.

Xue yang: that's signs of being a power top.

Su she: is Zixuan a top?

Mo xuanyu: I'm not sure. Maybe he is.

Xue yang: that guy isn't a top. If a chair had a chance to sit on him instead, it would, and Zixuan will be OK with it.

Rusong: savage!!

Xue yang: that's how Jiggy likes me.

Su she: lol, yangyang!

Mo xuanyu: poor Xuan gege.

What did he do to deserve this.

Su she: so quiet Yanli is the top?

Xue yang: yup. It's always the quiet ones.

Look at Jiggy.

Mo xuanyu: you have a point.

[atsumuwoah]

team jacket - u. wakatoshi x reader

title : team jacket words : 1465 notes : hnggg wan me sum big jacket for snuggles pls genre : floof warnings : n/a 

my masterlist~

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the girls and boys volleyball teams of shiratorizawa had just finished their combined training, and their captains, (l/n) (y/n) and ushijima wakatoshi, had stayed back to discuss some team bonding activities over the weekend.

unfortunately, a cold spell suddenly came upon their area, and to your dismay, you weren't properly dressed. all you had on was a your average uniform without any tights on, and a cute sweater that wasn't really all that purposeful.

"it's c-cold today, isn't it, ushijima-san?" your teeth chattered to your annoyance. in vain you tried to make small talk to distract yourself from the cold but to no avail. there you were, shivering in your aesthetic purposes only sweater as the winds beat down.

"yes, it is," was all he could say, his cheeks not even a single shade of red. a big fat liar was what he was, you bitterly thought, rubbing your forearms for warmth. stupid sweater you got off wish for 50 yen.

huffing out a gust of smoke from your move in frustration, rubbing your hands together until you reached the train station with its heated seating areas. each step you took, the heavier your legs felt, to the point you were very close to taping your heat pads to your thighs.

out of nowhere, a huge spot of wind blew in the two of you's direction, and that's when you knew you couldn't take it anymore. stood rooted to the ground, it was like you entire body had frozen. taking ragged breaths, you looked around for a conbini you could buy masks from, and possibly even a few more clothing layers.

but it just so happened, they were in an unlucky spot, with no 7Elevens to be seen. you inwardly cursed to yourself, because by god it was already awkward that you were freezing out in the cold with that tall hunky cute man of little words by your side.

blatantly you took out your phone and searched up 'nearby conbinis that sell clothing' in your usual search engine. you looked into your wallet for money, but as amazing as the situation could be, you were broke. all you was just enough coins to buy one and a half caprisuns.

you decided to suck it up and trudge your heavy-ass feet to the train station before they shrivelled up and fell off until a heavy fabric draped over your shoulders. a familiar purple adorned your sides, as well as the white bodice of it.

"eh?" and you look towards your chest to see a familiar volleyball icon on it. 'ics'. immediately you knew what it was.

you whipped your head in the direction the jacket came from and you see all 6'2 of him, his big muscley arms out for the whole world to see. what more, his face was already turning a bright shade of crimson.

"oi ushijima-kun! get back your jacket! i don't need it!" you say, unknowingly forgetting the right honorific, "the train station is 15 minutes away, 10 if i sprint!" you try to convince him, guilty that you accidentally pitied him into giving you his jacket.

his usual stoic face surprisingly turned even redder, and that was enough to keep him warm.

"it's alright. i am already warm. you need the jacket more than i do," he said, collecting all his shits, and holding it his arm as a gesture to hold your bag as you slipped on the big jacket.

it stopped right above the end of your skirt, and was very warm and fluffy on the inside, like a fresh-from-the-dryer hoodie. instinctively you hugged your arms, only the tips of your fingers escaping the end of the sleeves, and you took a deep breath.

oh shizzle i shouldn't have done that, you thought, a magnificent vanilla-deodorant smell, with a touch of snuggle fabric softener. needless to say, the smell got you simping even harder.

even harder? yeah, you had already been crushing on the fellow captain for a while, and if wearing his jacket wasn't making it worse, it was probably the smell of it. stupid female hormones and it's weird attraction to vanilla and fabric softener.

"t-thank you, ushijima-san," you silently mumble.

"ushijima," you turn in shock, "call me ushijima-kun,"

***

upon reaching home, you ran into your room and crashed into your pillow, screaming your little head off. the entire time ushijima had escorted you to the train station, from getting on the train to sPRINTing back home, you couldn't stop thinking about him and his amazing jacket.

honestly it filled your mind up to the point that you couldn't sleep, so tying your hair up into a messy bun, you scrolled through fanfictions late at night and early in the morning, hoping it would satisfy you and your shoujo manga dreams, but alas, it just wasn't enough.

***

"oH SHIZZLE I'M LATE!" yesterday was friday, meaning it was the weekend and of course, team bonding exercises at school. you were supposed to be there by 9, and it was 8:30. quickly releasing your hair and stuffing the scrunchie into a jacket pocket that you honestly forgot about.

cursing as you lost the sweats you wear over your volleyball spandex, you literally left your house in such a rush that all you were wearing was your volleyball shirt, your spandex-that-looks-like-booty-shorts, and the jacket you never bothered taking off because it was just so comfy.

running and completely ignoring the train, you finally made it to your school. you looked towards the buses and was relieved to see that the volleyball team bus, emblazoned with a giant 'SHIRATORIZAWA'.

running towards the gym where hopefully the team would be, you slammed through its doors, immediately bowing 90 degrees, apologising for being so late. everyone must have been so shocked though, that someone even froze mid-air.

you heard a familiar chuckle, and you looked up to see your middle blocker tomato friend, tendou, trying his absolute best to keep in his laughter but ultimately failing.

"tendou?!" you ask, trying to keep in you half anger, half confusion as he pointed at his friend, the tall, olive green headed ace, who, unlike the others, wasn't wearing his team jacket. he kept going back from you to him, over and over until you looked at yourself as well.

you were still wearing ushijima's team jacket.

he absolutely was shaking in his spot, staring you up and down like a deer caught in headlights.

to him, it was like a little dress on you. he just didn't know what to think of it, like wow, that's really pretty. it got even worse when bashfully, you slipped off the jacket, revealing you and your volleyball uniform of the day, a (those cute volleyball shirt captions) tank top, and your short little spandex, revealing your thighs.

in no way was he trying to be a perv, he was discreetly trying to admire you as you slipped off the jacket to show how really beautiful you were. the poor boy, as much of a volleyball-head he was, never really saw much of volleyball girls. even if he did, they were all just your run-of-the-mill girls. to him they were all just equal.

but you, it was as if he just realized you were a girl. timidly, you walked up to him, and you passed him his jacket. contrary to his usual straight face, his eyes widened as his team struggled to keep down their laughter, and hell, even your team was laughing.

honestly, it was obvious to anyone in the room that you two liked each other. and it was even more fun to see the two captains slowly falling head over heels for each other.

extended~

"eh, what's this in your pocket, waka-chan?" asked tendou, fiddling with the bump in his friend's jacket. he snatched it out, to find a/an (f/c) velvet scrunchie, and began to fiddle with it, trying to figure out what it was.

"wakatoshi-kun, what's this?" he asked incredulously, perplexed at the new sight before him. the said boy quickly snatched it from him, inspecting it as well.

"you know what, i think this is (l/n)'s! i've seen her wear it on her wrist and in her hair at school. she always is saying "oH i wISh I hAd a BoYfRieNd tO wEaR thIs!" he said in realization.

truth be told, he were confused on how to wear it ("even though you're not her boyfriend yet at least make move to try to be him," - tendou satori) so it was a lot of debate on the boys bus until they reached their destination, and to the surprise of the girls team, who arrived first, came out a proud ushijima, a small tuft of his hair tied up with a scrunchie on the top of his head.

[rae-arts777]

Give Me Attention

Summary: Makoto is bored, then he remembers he got three partners to give him the attention he wants

Notes: IM SMILING SO MUCH WHY DO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH! I was smiling and giggling the whole time while writing this, just, AHHHH! I love it so much!!!

Poly TC btw

The day was pretty gloomy, it had begun to rain, so a day on the beach was off the list.

Makoto sat curled up on a seat, by the window, enjoying a hot cup of coffee. He enjoyed watching the rain fall, the sound was soothing as well. But someone can only watch the rain for so long.

Moving to the main couch, he switched on the TV trying to find something to watch. Nothing really interesting. 10 minutes into channel flipping he grew bored again.

He pulled out his phone and started to aimlessly scroll on Instagram. Boring

TikTok. Boring

Twitter. Boring

YouTube. Boring

Nothing was spiking interest for him.

“Uuuuuuugh” he flung his head back looking at the ceiling. “Oh wait a minute” he suddenly realized and jumped off the couch.

Makoto made his way to the closet room, Abby. He poked his head, seeing her on her bed scrolling on her phone.

“What do you want, virgin?” Abby looked up at him.

With a dorky smile, Makoto jumped on the bed next to her, wrapping his arms and legs around her. Abby jolted a bit at the sudden contact of touch before settling.

“God you’re a clingy bitch.” She shifted herself

And wrapped her arms around him, resting her chin on his head as she continued to go through her phone.

Makoto buried his face comfortable in the crook of her neck. He enjoyed the warmth, while listening to the rain hit her bedroom window.

After an hour of so, Abby untangled herself from him.

“Noooo” Makoto whined

“Oh sh you big baby” Abby pecked his head “I need to go workout”

“Ok fine, but give me a real kiss”

“You’re a brat you know” Abby pecked his lips and got off the bed, heading to the workout room.

Makoto sat up and went to the room next door. Cynthia

He poked his head in “cyyyynthiiiiiaaaaaa”

Cynthia looked up from her laptop “yes baby?”

Makoto went and sat next to her “give me love”

Cynthia chuckled and kissed his head, moving her laptop out of the way.

The two laid down, wrapping their arms around each other. Makoto started pecking softly at her lips, earning some giggling from Cynthia.

“Edamame you’re so adorable” Cynthia bopped his nose.

Makoto blushed a bit and buried his face in her chest.

“Oh are you enjoying yourself there?” She laughed

“Be quiet, it’s comfy”

She brought her hands to his hair and started playing with his curls.

The two laid with each other for 30 minutes, when Cynthia’s phone started ringing. She checked the caller ID and sat up.

“Sorry baby I have to take this”

“Do you have too?”

“Yes I’m sorry baby” Cynthia pecked him and answered the phone.

Makoto left her room to give her privacy for her phone call. He made his way to the next room. Laurent.

He walked in to find Laurent reading.

“And what do I owe the pleasure?” Laurent smiled looking up from his book.

“Bored” Makoto jumped next to him on his king size bed.

Laurent chuckled and wrapped an arm around him. “How adorable, were you room hopping looking for anyone to give you attention?”

“Yes” Makoto laid his head on Laurent’s chest making himself comfortable.

Laurent smiled and brought the blanket to cover them both up more. He pecked Makoto’s head, and ran his fingers along his half floof.

Laurent went back to his book, and held Makoto close. Makoto tried to read what Laurent was reading, but started getting a headache from the angel he was reading from, so he closed his eyes.

Makoto wasn’t sure how much time passed, he ended up drifting into sleep. Laurent gentle shook him.

“Soybean, come on, it’s time for dinner”

Makoto whined “I’m so cozy though”

“Come on, we can all cuddle after dinner and it will be even more cozy” Laurent kissed his cheek.

Makoto groaned and pulled himself out of bed.

The two men walked to the kitchen to find Cynthia and Abby finishing up making dinner. The four of them ate in living, watching a movie Cynthia had been wanting to see.

After they finished eating, Makoto opened his arms and whined. Laurent and Cynthia chuckled while Abby shook her head.

“You’re such a brat” Abby laid on his chest.

Laurent snuggled up his left side resting his head on his “an adorable brat”

“The cutest brat” Cynthia cuddled up to Abby and Makoto’s side, pecking both their heads.

“I’m not a brat, I just deserve attention when I ask” Makoto smirked

“Spoiled brat” Abby snickered

“Oh very much spoiled” Laurent agreed

“Very spoiled, though we enjoy spoiling him” Cynthia chuckled

“Oh quiet all of you!” Makoto couldn’t help but smile.

God he loved them so much.