#wanted to bring back some of the cuteness from my initial drawing of him...

[dollyswishingwell]

ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ I’m gonna get you pregnant

𝒲𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 ˙⋆✮ Rafayel, Zayne, Xavier, Sylus, Caleb

𝒢𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒/𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 ˙⋆✮ lots of crack lol, fluff, this is for the anon who requested it, funniest idea ever

> ࣪𖤐.ᐟ You say the weirdest things out of love for them

𝙍𝙖𝙛𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙡 °‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

- He’s so unserious about it that he’s delighted. His eyes literally sparkle. You say it once when he brings you cocoa with a heart drawn in cinnamon and fluff-kisses your pillow into the perfect cloud shape, and you go, “I’m gonna get you pregnant.”

- He gasps dramatically.

“Promise?”

- Now he tries to make you say it all the time. And will burst out laughing every. single. time. Will start teasing you first just to bait the line.

“Want me to fluff your pillow again, my love? Maybe even… carry your cocoa like a butler?”

- When you say it, he’ll swoon and pretend to faint.

“My pretty housewife wants to make me a mama… I knew this day would come.”

- He’ll draw it on canvases. “I’m gonna get you pregnant” written in cute fonts over paintings of you in a tiara. He thinks it’s hilarious.

𝙕𝙖𝙮𝙣𝙚 ⋆꙳•❅‧*₊⋆☃︎ ‧*❆ ₊⋆

- He freezes the first time you say it. Literally just… mid sip of his black coffee, blinking over the rim of the mug like “You’re going to what?”

- You’re curled in his lap in your silk robe and he just finished fluffing your pillows with surgical precision before handing you cocoa with two crushed pink mallows exactly how you like it.

- You grin, “I’m gonna get you pregnant,” and he just goes completely quiet.

- “That’s biologically impossible.”

- But now it’s your Thing. He’ll start doing things extra perfect just to hear you say it again, secretly dying of laughter inside.

- Eventually, when you say it for the tenth time, he’ll murmur dryly, “I hope you’ll take responsibility for me then,” while tucking your hair behind your ear and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

𝙓𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙧 ⋆⭒˚.⋆🪐 ⋆⭒˚.⋆

- He doesn’t even question it. First time you say it, you’re in bed with your legs tangled under a mountain of silk throws, and he just came back from the kitchen with a tray: warm cocoa with whipped cream and a marshmallow smiley face.

- You take one look and sigh dreamily, “I’m gonna get you pregnant.”

- He blinks, tilts his head, and goes:

“…Will it hurt?”

- He’s completely serious and a little worried until you burst out laughing and kiss his cheeks.

- From then on, whenever he does something cute and you say it, he’ll reply “Only if you give me child support” in the softest sleepy voice.

- If he’s feeling especially clingy, he’ll mumble, “Then I’ll get you pregnant too,” and immediately fall asleep on your chest.

𝙎𝙮𝙡𝙪𝙨 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𓅨⋆｡°✩

- He smirks the first time you say it. He had just arranged an entire breakfast spread in the solarium and added your favorite strawberry rose tea and a velvet cushion for your chair. He didn’t even say a word, he just stood behind you, poured your tea for you, and kissed your head.

- You looked up, heart full, and went, “I’m gonna get you pregnant.”

- Cue Sylus’ slow smirk.

“You’d need to work very hard for that, and be smart enough to develop some very interesting technology, kitten.”

- He LOVES that you say it. Becomes an inside joke. He waits for it. If you don’t say it after he’s done something sweet, he’ll nudge:

“What? No love declaration? I’m offended.”

- He’ll whisper it back to you in bed too. Right in your ear.

“I’m gonna get you pregnant, pretty girl. Oh wait…” (he’s the worst.)

- He honestly starts laughing to himself at the most random times when he remembers

𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙗 ⋆｡ ‧˚ʚ🍎ɞ˚‧｡ ⋆

- He nearly chokes the first time. He was fixing the bow on your silk robe and made you cocoa in a mug with both your initials. You looked so happy you cuddled into him and with the cheekiest grin whispered, “I’m gonna get you pregnant.”

- He stiffens. Immediately checking you for fever.

“…Baby. That’s not medically accurate.”

- When you giggle, he realizes it’s a joke and softens instantly. Cradles your face.

“You’re not allowed to joke like that.”

- He secretly LOVES it once it’s grown on her, Like, he likes to exaggerate by wearing one of your fluffy shawls and giggling like you do him when he flirts with you.

- He’ll start teasing back, like:

“You want me barefoot in the Skyhaven mansion while you go to work, princess? Hm?”

…While keeping you locked in said mansion, of course.

[milkbreadtoast]

new Siwon doodle (OC)... I think I finally figured out how I want to draw his hair😳 I like how this came out hehe...🐶 excited bc i was able to solidify his design more...!!🥹

[lozeyart]

What am I doing in the year of our lord 2025 drawing Junjou Romantica fanart

Goodness me, I got into JJR back in 2008 when the anime aired and then I got into the manga that same year. At the time, I wasn't really drawing people, I was drawing animals, but I was OBSESSED with this yaoi with my whole heart and wanted so badly to draw fanart for it. So now here it is! 17 years in the making! Btw, trying to interpret anime hair logic with my style is easier said than done, but I did my best lol. All just colored sketches and then some scribbles for funsies.

But I definitely have some complicated feelings about this manga/anime. More below the cut (its A LOT, I'm so sorry).

JJR was one of the first yaois I ever got into, and back in 2008 when I didn't realize being gay was an option, this silly little manga/anime felt like an escape for me. Well, it's now 17 years later and upon rereading this manga (I still have volume 1-12, I could never get rid of them, they mean to much to me) I realize that it has aged POORLY.

This yaoi is definitely a product of its time (2002/2003) and it SHOWS. I find myself disappointed in the dynamic between Usagi-san and Misaki and wish that Misaki would show Usagi-san SOME sort of affection outside of the bare minimum (cooking and cleaning for Usagi) and Usagi definitely has some... Issues of his own. Now, I'm an adult, and I can see that consensual non-consent (CNC) can be fun and exciting for a couple (you know, if agreed upon beforehand), and it can be fun for your partner to initiate things out of the blue, but Usagi definitely toes the line of what that is. Now, I know that this was the early 2000s and yaoi relationships tended to have that dynamic (One being the seme who didn't listen to "no" and the uke who said "no" constantly but actually secretly liked what was happening), like I said, this series is definitely a product of its time. But I don't know man, its not fun (for me) reading sex scenes where one of them is constantly telling the other one to stop over and over again. (I also think it'd be cute as fuck if Usagi-san asked Misaki if he could kiss him and Misaki shyly said yes instead of yelling at him like he always does).

I even went online to read up to volume 27, but all I can express is that same disappointment. Misaki rarely even likes to acknowledge that he's in love with Usagi-san, or is dating the man, or even likes him (it seems to be only under duress that he admits these things STILL. IN 2022 when that volume was released!)

I wish there had been more character development in the years since I stopped reading the manga, I wish we could see Misaki and Usagi-san acting like they actually like each other outside of when they have sex (yes there are small moments between the two, and a bickering couple can be a fun dynamic, but dear lord lets shake things up A LITTLE. I'M BEGGING).

Lets not even get started on the sketchyness that is (at the start of the manga) a 28 year old falling in love with an 18 year old (And we're not even going to TALK about Miyagi and Shinobu) -don't bring up the age of consent in Japan, I do NOT wanna hear it-.

Listen, I'm 29, and I would NEVER even DREAM about dating an 18 year old (or 19 year old) at my age. (Fuck, the youngest I'll date is MAYBE 23 but even THATS pushing it for me).

All of that to say is that I still can't help but have an extreme soft spot for this series, and there are still moments that I love from this (Volume 9, the Christmas chapter, am I right? Gets me EVERY time), and fuck, Shungiku Nakamura is probably still making bank with this series so who the fuck am I to say anything lol. I'm just a rando online with an opinion, you don't have to agree, and you can think that whatever Misaki and Usagi have is fuckin' AWESOME. I'm just an old fart

But, I dunno, I think it'd be interesting to explore Misaki's internalized homophobia, and Misaki slowly but surely growing more and more comfortable with not only accepting Usagi-san's affections and even reciprocating and initiating on his own, but also accepting HIMSELF and being happy with who he is instead of the constant self shame he puts himself through for being with a man. Let's be so real, he is gay, he can't stop looking at other attractive men and FAWNING over how hot they are (Nowaki, Todo, Injuin Sensei, the list goes on).

But who am I to complain, I went and drew fanart of these two anyway. Rock, meet glass house.

Unrelated, I love the art style in volume 3-6 a lot because its very "late 90s early 2000s" art and I think the art peaked in volume 9. And now its unpeaking. Bring back Usagi-san's yaoi chin so help me god.

I do have yaoi I prefer over this one a lot more, and involve older couples (which I find that I prefer), and have fun, cute stories. If anyone has read this far and wants those recs, lemme know (dear god I'm so sorry, this has gone on so long.)

Anyway I do want to redraw some of the sex scenes and post it to my bluesky.

[etherealyoungk]

birthday boy - kim mingyu

pairing: mingyu x reader

warnings: mentions of alcohol, fluff, kissing

wordcount: 1160

a/n: happy mingyu day <3

"are you ready? we should leave babe", you yell out to mingyu who's still getting ready and you grab your phone from the table outside. you open your email to figure out the reservation details but you let out a gasp when you see the email headline that awaits you.

"what happened?", mingyu asks, coming out, hearing you and he walks towards you, a small etch of worry on his face. you only smile, trying to brush it off, not wanting to upset the atmosphere right now. but there was no point. the email you just read said that your reservation was cancelled and now you both had gotten dressed up to go...nowhere. you had booked that place two weeks in advance just for mingyu's birthday today and the fact that they cancelled it without any reason made you upset.

"what's wrong?", he prompts again, seeing the troubled look on your face.

"i-um", you start as you look at mingyu and sigh because there was really no point in denying it.

"the restaurant cancelled our reservation", you tell softly, feeling defeated. "i'm so sorry i should have planned this better, it's your special day and -",

"woah woah, sweetheart, look at me", he says making you meet his gaze. "it's okay we can do something else", he assures, giving you a small smile.

"but you were looking forward to this place", you add, frowning.

"how about we stay in? have some wine, cut the cake, just us?", he suggests. "are you sure? we can go somewhere else maybe, we're already dressed up", you add but he shakes his head. just then your doorbell rings and mingyu moves to open it but you stop him, putting your hand on his chest.

"i'll get it", you tell, shooeing mingyu away because it was a special delivery for him and you wanted to keep it that way. you had ordered flowers from mingyu, the bouquet was gorgeous, with fresh red roses with baby's breath in between all wrapped up in brown paper and a small note tucked inside. you smiled softly as you took the bouquet and peeked inside, hiding it behind your back as you saw mingyu putting out the cake and getting out the wine.

"gyu close your eyes", you told. "why?", he asks, playfully.

"just do it please", you add and he closes his eyes, a smile already playing on his lips. you make sure his eyes are indeed closed before you come forward and you bring the bouquet out front, holding it out for mingyu as you tell him to open his eyes.

he opens his eyes and he grins, his pretty canines showing and you smile too. "happy birthday gyu", you say as he takes the flowers from you like an excited puppy.

"for me?", he asks. "no they're for my boyfriend mingyu, give them back", you tell and he chuckles. "this is the first time someone's given me flowers", he confesses and you make a mental note to surprise mingyu with flowers more often.

he smells the flowers and his eyes find the note that's tucked inside and almost hidden in the flowers and his eyes sparkle. he picks out the note and you mentally cringe when you remember what you wrote. mingyu puts the bouquet aside, opens the note and he smiles like an idiot when he reads it. you know he's going to tease you about it, so you usher him to the cake that's waiting on the table, hoping he'll spare you.

you place the candles on the cake mingyu takes the initiative to light them and you find the princess crown you had found a few days back, thinking it would look cute on mingyu. "babeee", he draws out when he sees it, knowing exactly what you had in mind but you just chuckle as you put the crown on him and he lets you because he loves to indulge you like that.

you put your arms on your hips and admire mingyu. "you look so adorable", you say and he nods his head. "well, thank you for blessing me with princesshood on my birthday", he jokes and you smile, moving closer to mingyu when you notice the candles melting.

"make a wish gyu!", you tell and he sincerely closes his eyes, makes a wish and blows out the candles. his eyes are still closed so you take this chance to swipe some icing from the cake on his nose and cheek. he opens his eyes, his mouth opening in shock before he narrows his eyes at you and you run around the table because you know he's going to get you back.

he's quick to run after you and after a few strides from his long legs, he's caught you, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you against his body as he corners you into the wall and you can only let out a soft giggle.

he leans forward and boops your nose with his and now you have icing on your nose too and he seems satisfed. "now we're even", he tells with a playful smile and you can only smile back up at him, your arms resting on his shoulders as his hands caress your waist.

"have i told you how gorgeous you look tonight", he says with a glint in his eyes and you smile, feeling your cheeks heat up at his compliment. he always made you feel like the prettiest person in the world and loved complimenting you, knowing you'd get shy about it. you clear your throat before speaking.

"have i told you how dashing and handsome you look tonight?", you tell, looking him up and down again because he was wearing that gorgeous all-black suit that he pulled off so well, making him look amazing (and hot). mingyu chuckles at your words and smiles wider, the sound of his laughter like music to your ears and he looks at you with pure adoration.

"is this the part where i finally get my birthday kiss?", he asks after a few seconds with a twinkle in his eyes.

"you're acting like i didn't kiss you today", you tell, tilting your head.

"but that was just a kiss, not a birthday kiss and you only kissed me once today which didn't even last five seconds". he explains, making you roll your eyes at his words and give him a look.

"i'm still waiting", he prompts, raising his brow with a tilt of his head, grinning that stupid smile that makes you melt every time you see it.

you lean forward and close the gap between you both, kissing mingyu and he pulls you closer against him as he softly moves his lips against yours, kissing you back.

"happy birthday", you whisper against his lips when you pull away.

"i'm really sorry about the reservation being cancelled though", you add because you did feel bad after having planned it and it fell through last minute.

"shhh, this is perfect too", he assures, kissing you again.

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[heartfullofleeches]

thoughts

brie would go feral over virgin lust demon darling having like, a demonic form, preferably with big honkers

Yan "Delivery Boy" + Virgin Lust Demon Reader

[Very brief body horror]

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"So.... A demon, huh?"

Friends tells friends everything. Their fears, their hopes, their secrets. That's how things play out in the movies, anyway. It's hard keeping up with people reaching out a branch of friendship when you seldomly have the stamina to keep up with them or even pick up their calls.

"Yeah! My mom was a demon and my dad's a regular old human.... Or- was it the other way around? I haven't talked to either of them in forever."

As skeptical as anyone would be in his position, Brie felt there had to be a pinch of veracity to your proclamation. Cuteness like yours wasn't a natural feat. His stomach was still raw with the flutters of anxiety retailing the night he showed up on your doorstep to be met with that clueless, charitable smile of yours.

"Oh, yeah?" Brie challenges with a small smirk. "Well if you're a demon, you should probably know what I do to your pizzas before I hand them over to you.

Brie's hands promptly fly over his mouth, every aspect of himself screaming at him for almost letting his own little secret slip through the cracks. Luck being on his side, you merely laugh off off his statement as you spring up from your place on the couch.

"You'd better not be stealing any of my toppings! I pay good money for every slice... Least I used to before all those vouchers you gave me... I can show you if you really don't believe me... I trust you, Brie."

Brie melts into the couch cushions, vulnerability and trust in your eyes welding him in place as you apprehensively fiddle with the sleeve of your shirt - awaiting his answer.

"O..okay." He stammers, tongue tied as the ceiling lights perfectly illuminate every one of your features that keeps him awake at night. "Sure, I guess... Show me."

"Great!" Kicking off your shoes, your limbs grow stagnant as your eyes roll back in their sockets - veins branching outward cross the whites of your scleras till they are reduced to a milky ruby hue. Your fingertips elongate, skin merging with the keratin of your nails as they sharpen into razor points.

Sickening cracks and pops can be heard as the bones of your spine snap to make room for more. Breaths piercing and ragged, your chest swells with each draw of air you pull in - testing the resilience of your formly loose fitting tee shirt as your bust ballons to your noticeable uptake in size.

Rolling your now forked tongue over flat teeth, your toothy grin still holds that realm of innocence as you gaze down at Brie.

"Well?"

Brie jumps as something heavy hits the floor - twin tails swishing back and forth in anticipation. Horror should have been the prominent force driving through him. Fear and terror is what he should have felt. Those were the emotions a coward would experience in this moment, and as a man who branded himself spineless for being unable to express his love to you in a normal and sane way perhaps he was braver than initially believed.

"titties...."

Cocking your head to one side, confusion takes the forefront of your expression. As your hair falls over your face, small, nubby horns can be seen at the bases of your temples.

"Did you say something, Brie?"

"H-huh?! Me?? Course not. You're probably just hearing the ceiling fan." He certainly didn't mention your chest- Nor was he seconds away from spilling into a feverish tangent about how desperately he wanted your massive breasts in his face, and preferably his mouth. That'd be crazy-

Brie peals out of his jacket as if it were on fire, balling and shoving it between his thighs as he laughs - shepherding his eyes anywhere but the dip in your shirt.

"Whew- Man, it's chilly in here! I should've worn longer pants! Hahaha-"

"I can bring you some blankets?"

"No thanks, I'm good! You're super cute by the way! Even more so in this form. Your tits- Fuck! Tails! R-really caught my eye."

[hazashiovo]

G’day! Could I bother you for some Zuko hcs of him falling for a girl next door kind of girl during his time in ba sing se? If you still write for atla. Or with bolin if u don’t! (Can’t remember the name of his fav place rip)? Thank you so much!

I do write for everything that's on my list, especially Zuko ;)

Zuko x fem reader

When zuko first settled in Ba Sing Se with his uncle,he didn't expect an oddly friendly girl to take initiative in talking to him.

His cold demeanor didn't push you away from him,it really got him wondering, especially since he has a pretty bad image of himself.

Once he started leaving his guard down around you,that's when his feelings started to accumulate.

You would come to his uncle's tea shop almost daily, leaving a small present for Zuko. Maybe some rice cakes, or some cute little drawings. Just a way to show your affection for the boy.

You never asked about his scar,you didn't want to make him uncomfortable by bringing back unfortunate memories.

And he really appreciated that, he doesn't really like nosey people.

His uncle ships you two. Iroh also gives Zuko dating advice about how to talk to you,how to act and Zuko pretends he hates it,but secretly absorbs single thing Iroh says.

Each time you went out with Zuko was an amazing experience, learning new things about him.

Now let's say one day you didn't visit Zuko at all,which got him worried.

The next day same,wich is unusual,if you'd be busy the day before,you would visit and tell him,it's just something you do.

So he gets suspicious,and comes to your house to see if you're okay,only for your mother to tell him you've been attacked while making a delivery, everything you had was stolen.

Your parents would welcome Zuko inside to come see you.

He enters your room to see you lay in bed,hurt,but nothing very serious,just some cuts and bruises over your arms and so. He's bad at comforting,but he makes sure to tell you it's not your fault.3

And he is FERAL. After talking to you,Zuko asks your parents who did it,in which they say some raiders who have been bothering your family for a long time.

Safe to say,you never had problems with those people again.

He was close to you while you were recovering, bringing you your favorite tea,and claiming his uncle made him do it.(Which is bulshit).

Soon enough you got back to your usual routine,even spending more time with Zuko.

After you got better,he asked you out. Deciding that it's useless to waste more time on dwelling,and that he has to speak his heart.

After he confessed,you jumped on him, kissing him like there's no tomorrow.

And like that,he started dating you. He felt like never before,you gave him this warm feeling in his chest,and when you were not around he would be gloomy.

Iroh was so happy Zuko found himself a nice lady. And since then, it was unusual for you to be seen without Zuko,or him without you.

At one point in your relationship,Zuko spoke about the burn mark on his face,and what his father did you him.

Yes, he told you he's the prince of the fire nation,but he also told you he left that in the past. You trusted him with your life,and you made sure to let him know it.

He was so happy that you didn't judge him for what he did,and that made him trust you a lot.

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My first Zuko request!

[orchidniins]

Helloooo i LOVE the Serendipitous beginnings😍😍😍😍 the tension is giving✨️

Btw can i have a reaction for mr.television for being possessive towards his girl, bcuz ms gurl is so pretty and many people want her💅.

Question: Do u also write for chaos crew or sidemen??

Possessive | Arthur Frederick

A/N: Thanks for the request! And I'm so glad that you loved my first ArthurTV fic! I'm absolutely in love with this idea and I hope this is what you had in mind. As for your question Anon, I currently only write for Choos crew (Mainly ArthurTV, Arthur Hill and George Clarke) and ChrisMD. Hope you enjoy!! Pairings: ArthurTV x GN!Reader Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 1k+

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Arthur wasn't typically the possessive or jealous type.

Throughout your relationship, he trusted you completely, especially after you had told him about you past experiences with possessive boyfriends. He had full faith in you, never feeling the need to control or restrict your interactions, even when you had male friends who would often come over to your place to hang out.

You were currently getting ready for a mini reunion with some old classmates from school. You had spent your time getting ready quite nicely this evening. The venue they had picked to meet up at was slightly fancy, so you wanted to dress up to suit the occasion. You opted for a cute outfit that complimented your figure and complexion perfectly, and you styled your hair to perfection.

As you finished getting ready, Arthur couldn't help but admire your beauty. "You look absolutely beautiful," he remarked, his hands gently resting on your waist. You smiled in response, a hint of appreciation in your eyes as you thanked him. Arthur leaned in and planted a quick peck on your cheek.

He couldn't shake the possessive urge to keep you all to himself. Despite your initial hesitance, if it weren't for him convincing you to attend, he would have gladly kept you at home, wrapped up in his arms. He had assured you he would accompany you, especially since many people would be bringing their partners.

Arthur remembered you talking about feeling unpopular in school and simply coasting through without much attention from guys or anyone really. He was shocked, he thought you were absolutely beautiful and would often voice his disbelief, but you would just shoot it down.

Once the two of you reached the venue, Arthur initially let you go off with your friends, especially when one of them pulled you away to meet the others. He decided to hang back at the bar, allowing you to have your moment.

As you mingled with a group of classmates, compliments about your stunning appearance and your transformation since school filled the air. However, despite not typically being the possessive type, Arthur couldn't shake off the pang of jealousy as your male classmates openly flirted with you, despite your polite rejections and mention of your relationship status.

Arthur, currently standing with a few of your friends that he had met previously, tried his best to resist the urge to draw closer to you. He did not want to suffocate you with his presence despite the overwhelming desire to do so. With each flirty remark directed at you, his jealousy simmered beneath the surface, yet he maintained his composure, engaging in conversation while ensuring you remained in his line of sight.

Almost as if reading Arthur’s mind, you leave the group and make your way back to him, momentarily easing his tension. However, his relief is short-lived as he watches someone intercept you on your way, attempting to chat you up as well.

Arthur's jaw tenses as he observes from where he’s stood, and a flicker of possessiveness flashes across his eyes. He turns to your friends, his tone edged with a hint of annoyance, "Who's the guy?"

As Arthur watches your body stiffen, his gaze never leaving your form, he senses your discomfort.

"Oh, him," your friend begins, catching the shift in Arthur's calm demeanor. "I didn’t know he was coming. Y/N had a bit of a crush on him in school, but he was kind of a dick to them. Like he was one of those stuck-up pricks, thought he was too good for everyone, you know?"

Feeling a surge of possessiveness, Arthur's grip tightens around his glass as he excuses himself from the conversation. He walks up to where you are standing, his demeanor protective and possessive. Wrapping his arms securely around your waist, he draws you closer, the warmth of his embrace enveloping you. Pressing a tender kiss to the side of your temple, he feels your body relax against his and your tension melts away in his embrace.

His voice, low and commanding, cuts through the air, "Hi Love, who’s this?"

Standing slightly taller than the other guy, Arthur squares his shoulders, introducing himself, "I'm their boyfriend."

The man hesitated, clearly intimidated by Arthur's imposing presence, before hastily retreating with a muttered excuse. Your pulse quickens as you look up at him, feeling a rush of arousal at his dominant display.

"Shall we?" Arthur's voice cut through the charged atmosphere, his gaze intense as he extended his hand. With a nod, you place your hand in his, allowing him to lead you back to your friends.

The rest of the night, Arthur throws his own rules out of the door, abandoning any pretense of restraint. He stays glued to your side, His arm draped protectively around your waist, or sometimes resting tenderly over your shoulder, as if to claim you as his own. He wanted to demonstrate to everyone present just how stunning you were, and more importantly, that you were his.

On your drive back home, you in the driver’s seat, a weighted silence fills the car, both grappling with the events of the night. Eventually, it was Arthur who broke it, his voice soft and filled with concern as he spoke, "Sorry if I seemed a bit too… clingy tonight. I didn’t mean to, I suppose I got a bit carried away."

You reply, your eyes remaining fixed on the road ahead, your tone reassuring and expression soft. "No, you don’t have to apologize. It was fine, honestly," you assure him.

The atmosphere in the car drifted into a comfortable lull, a moment of uncertainty, before you decided to break it with a teasing question, "So, Arthur, were you feeling a little jealous?" You glance at him, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

Arthur chuckled lightly, shaking his head in denial. "Not at all," he replied, though his expression remained hard to read as he turned to meet your gaze.

They came to a stop at a traffic light, the red glow illuminating the car. You turn to him, still teasing, "So, you weren't jealous?" you asked, pointing at him with a grin.

Arthur reached for your hand, intertwining their fingers and bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. His eyes held yours, and he said, "Just remember who you belong to, darling."

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[hoshigray]

I WANT TOJI TO GUIDE ME (like literally almost teach me) HOW TO GIVE HIM HEAD PLZZZZ

Ohhhh, I don't know how tf I'm gonna write this, but here we go!! Hope I did alright on this one hehehe~ *sweats nervously*

Cw: Toji x fem!reader - oral (m! receiving) - it starts off cute but gets dirty, so minors DNI - reader admiring Toji's dick lol - face+throat-fucking (Toji goes at a reasonable pace) - pet names (angel, baby, cutie, sweetie, mama) - heavily detailed descriptions of a blowjob - praise - Toji laughing at you asking him to help bc what are boyfriends for, but you get a laugh out of it too - some humor. Wc: 2.8k

"You okay, kid?"

"Hmm?"

"You look lost in thought about somethin'."

"I do?" He lifts a brow and nods at you. "Oh, it's nothing, Toji, honest." The man looks at you for a few seconds as if he doesn't believe your answer, yet he goes back to watching the television, and the big hand on your shoulder brings you closer to him.

It's a lazy Sunday afternoon, and you and Toji are watching your favorite sitcom on the couch in your living room. But the show wasn't capturing your attention like it usually does. Instead, your mind wandered to other matters. Other...explicit matters.

How explicit? The two of you have been together for a long while now, and you can honestly say things have been going great. For him to be your first serious relationship — plus him being older and more mature than you — it's nice to know that things have been going way smoother than you'd thought in the beginning.

Although things may seem fine, something has been clouding your head recently. This is where explicit matters come into the conversation.

Through all this time together, it just occurred to you that you haven't given Toji head. Scratch that: you've NEVER given a blowjob, period.

It's always been the other way around. Not that you're complaining, because your boyfriend seems to enjoy eating you out. And he's actually good at it! Like, really good at it. Just reminiscing all the moments he's had you turn into jelly with just his scarred lips and relentless tongue is enough to make you go dizzy.

It's a pleasure how attentive he is to you during sex. And you appreciate that he cares for you in that regard...yet you can't help but feel like you're not a good partner in bed with your lack of reciprocity.

And it's not like you don't want to give him head. Because trust, you would've done so already! The real problem is that...you don't know how.

You've watched videos and read articles on how to do it, even practicing on a banana (per your friend's advice). Nevertheless, whenever you wish to initiate; or the opportunity arises, you just freeze on the spot and force yourself to forget about it. It's as if researching and amping yourself up is way easier than the execution.

Though, you can't just let your man be the only person doing the work — sex is supposed to be enjoyable for both parties, damn it! And you're gonna push yourself to have his dick in your mouth one way or the fucking other! But......where the hell do I start!!??

You release a defeated sigh, bringing your hand up to massage your forehead from the endless banter in your brain. And Toji watches you from his peripheral, his brows drawing downward at your display of frustration. "Alright," his gruff voice snaps you back to him as he lowers the TV volume. "What's goin' on in your lil' head, baby?"

You blink at his question. "Hmm? What do you—"

"Aht aht, don't do that with me." His jade eyes harden, and you hold back from finishing whatever you were going to say. "Somethin's wrong, so tell me. I'm over here watchin' this stupid show that you dragged me on to, and you're not even paying attention."

"Hey! It is not stupid," you counterargue, and use his comment to dissuade him from the topic. "You were very invested last week when my favorite character punched the guy she likes for stabbing her in the back! So who are you to—"

"Y/n." It didn't work. Your name was thrown at you with such seriousness that there was no use in trying to distract him. "Tell me what's goin' on. If somethin' is bothering you, don't be scared to come to me about it." He says it sternly, yet he's still gentle with his delivery.

"Toji..." You can only call him by name before he leans forward to kiss your forehead, and it almost melts all your worries away.

"Tell me."

The two of you look at each other for mere seconds, you searching for any sign of uncertainty before confessing your thoughts to him. You sigh once more and lean onto Toji, his hand rubbing on your shoulder — a silent gesture of him giving you all the time you need before confiding with him.

You told him, "Don't laugh, okay?"

He scoffs. "Can't make promises I can't keep, kid." His smile manifests when you shake your head at his shenanigans. "I won't laugh, angel."

When he uses the pet name on you, it seals the deal. It's now or never.

"I was just thinking that...I might need your help with something."

A brow is lifted. "With what?"

"Umm, it's..." Your fingers find each other to fiddle with to keep you busy from the awkward tension. "It's for......y-you know—"

"I don't know."

"I-ahem-I want," you can only gulp to ease the uncomfortable bob in your throat. ".........Iwannagiveyouablowjob."

No words. No movements. Nothing. Only the noise from the TV gives a sense of life to the silence following your confession. Even the big hand on your shoulder chose to remain completely still. And you can feel the slight quiver of your lips start to come to fruition.

Nothing happens until you feel a jolt on the shoulder you're resting on. Your face blooms hot, and your lips can't fight the uncomfortable twinge. Oh, this motherfucker is about to laugh.

"Is...Is that—ahem," A tiny gust of wind exits through his nostrils, trying to extinguish the beginning of a chortle. "Is that what was botherin' you this entire time?"

Now your ears get hot, and all you can think about is how you'll dig a nice big hole for yourself to crawl in later. God, why me??!

"W-Well, I mean, I notice how you're always doing it on me," another jolt from the older man. "And...I just feel like I'm not doing my part." He lifts his hand from your shoulder and rests it on his face. Fits of chuckles silently enter the air. "But I don't know how to....do that kinda stuff. So, I was just wondering—" He starts smacking his thigh, and with the twitch of your eyebrow, you've had enough. "Toji, I swear to Christ, if you don't fucking stop—"

And with that, the floodgates opened. The laughs he was doing a terrible job suppressing wheezed out, his hand covering his eyes while the shit-eating grin was present with laughter seeping out his system. You cover your face with your hands, shielding away from the embarrassment and not letting him hear giggles of your own.

"Oh shit, c'mere ya damn cutie." Toji pulls you in with both arms, caging you so he can place a kiss on your temple. "Pfft, kid, I'm not laughing at you. But goddamn, you looked so fuckin' stressed fr' no reason."

"But it is a reason!" You chuckle under your hands, only prompting your boyfriend to laugh harder. Once he calms down, you explain yourself further. "Toji, I'm serious. We've been together for this long, and it's always been me getting eaten out. I just think it's unfair that I get to feel good and you don't, ya know?"

He snickers. "I'm always feelin' good when I fuck the shit out of you."

"You KNOW that's not the same thing!!" Toji barks a laugh from you yelling at him, and you can't take this anymore. Removing yourself from him, you get up from the couch before you sink further into the internal pool of regret. "Just forget it. This conversation never happened...I'll just go to sleep." And hopefully, die of suffocation from my pillow.

However, before you could step toward your bedroom, Toji quickly caught your wrist. You reluctantly turn to see him looking at you with a playful smirk and soft hooded emerald eyes. "Not so fast there, sweetie." His hand slides down to fully grasp your hand, engulfing it with his size. "Ya know, you're a real cutie when worryin' about me. But don't go thinking you're not making me feel good, because you do with what you got. I woulda found someone else if you didn't." You briefly glare at him, though you know he has a point.

"Yeah, I know. But I want to do more. You always take good care of me, so...I wanna do the same for you." And Toji knows you're serious about this. It doesn't matter if you can't look directly at him because of your bashfulness; your words are sincere. God, you looked so cute it drove him crazy.

He sighs quietly with a smirk, his thumb making circles on the back of your palm. "Well, if you're really sure about putting y'r mouth on my dick," and before you could fully process his words, the older man spreads his legs for your eyes to observe. And the first thing that corrupts your vision is the outline of his erect cock, the tent prominent through his dark sweatpants. "Looks like ya got yourself a lesson. Up for it?"

You gawk at his erection for three extra seconds before you look at your boyfriend and give him a nod for confirmation. Seems like your plans of suffocation and dying in a hole have been postponed to another day.

Toji grins hard, his teeth peeking through under his scar, and then he points to the floor with his chin. As instructed, you kneel between his legs.

He pulls down the waistband of his sweatpants, freeing his cock from the clothed prison for you. And you're in awe with the sight before you. Of course, you've known his girth to be immense. You've had the damn thing inside you, for God's sake. But now, seeing his length so close, it's hard to believe you had him before. You can take note of every dent and vein of his shaft, how they structure all the way down to the base, and the pinkish-red color of the tip. It all overwhelms you and makes you second-guess what you're about to do...and the throbbing sensation down south flourishes.

"Like what ya see down there, angel?" The heat on your face worsens when you glance up and see Toji sneering down at you, and a hand comes down to massage your cheeks. "Try lickin' it first."

You gulp before following his suggestion, opening your mouth for your tongue to flick on the frenulum of his cock. You can hear him moan from the action, so you proceed and lap around the head of his cock until you feel adventurous enough to take his glans in your mouth. Toji groans from the wet walls of your mouth, and your teeth brushing against his glans makes his body jerk. "Hmmm, be careful with y'r teeth, baby. Relax that jaw and puff those cheeks a bit fr' me."

His comments are taken wholeheartedly, making sure everything goes right for him. Your cheeks go hollow for you to suck his cockhead and take in a few more of his length, his hums of pleasure egging you on. It goes well until the tip hits your uvula, resulting in your gag reflex. And Toji is quick to gently pull you from him, your saliva coating his dick.

"Woah there, sweetie. Don't forget to breathe." He coaxes while you cough. Your eyes start to water as you gasp for air to even your breathing. "We can stop now, don't want you chokin' on— Aisssh!!."

He's unable to finish his sentence when your hand strokes his cock, paired with kisses to the underside of his shaft. "No, I can keep going." You look at him with half-lidded eyes, having the man twinge his lips upward.

"Alright, then we're gonna go slow, okay? No rush." He aligns his cock to your lips, waiting for re-entry. "I'll push, and you breathe."

You give him a nod to signal you're ready, and your mouth agape to take in his returning limb. Toji brings your head in while you remind yourself to breathe, but your body jolts when you feel the tip come almost close to your uvula again. "Relax, mama, relax. Keep taking deep breaths fr' me." He coos at you, and you do as he says. Breathe in, breathe out. Once you slowly move, Toji aids you by gently pushing the back of your head toward him. And a wave of astonishment and relief hits you when you manage to have his dick hit the back of your throat.

"There ya go, cutie." He smirks at you, aware of your tiny display of giddiness. "Now, try goin' at your own pace."

With a few bobs up and down, slowly but surely, you get used to having Toji's cock in your oral cavity, going at your own tempo and enjoying yourself with this. Your movements are filled with confidence, and you whimper every time you try to go as far as you can but not too crazy.

And Toji loves every second of it. Your moans vibrate the walls around his cock, and it turns him on even more when he peers down to see you suck on him so deliciously. Spit covers your lips the more you take him in your mouth, and he groans when he feels your hands stroking him and kneading his balls (something you've learned to do from the articles you've read). "So good...Hmmph! So fucking good..." It's been a long time since Toji's been given a blowjob, and it feels so good to have you — his sweet thing — do it for him.

But then a thought pops into his mind, and the pleasure in his body churns into a different path of want and need. "Sweetie." Your eyes flutter up at him when he calls you, stopping midway through. "Wanna go a lil' further than this?" It takes a moment for you to register, but you give a curt nod with a hum on his dick, which he can only assume is a "yes."

"I'm gonna stand up, okay? So keep taking deep breaths and follow my lead." You don't answer, only gaze at him as you mentally prepare yourself. Toji rests a hand at the rear of your head as he gets up from the couch, keeping you still on his cock in hopes you don't choke. Now he's standing upright, and his sweatpants slide down to his sturdy thighs. He places both his hands on each side of your head. "I'm gonna start moving slowly, 'kay baby?"

And so he does, unhurriedly pushing his shaft into you, and your hands find purchase on his thighs as he does so. His dick that once stopped at the back of your throat eventually finds its way deeper within, and you're senses are clouded with his smell when your nose and mouth meet his pelvis. It all feels so overwhelming that tears start to form.

Toji lets you adjust to all of him for a while, grinding his hips on your lips to fully accommodate his whole girth, prompting more muffled mewls from you. He ruts his hips at your face when he notes your steady breathing. Gradually, every inch of his cock sinks into your mouth. Your head starts to pound as you enter a haze.

The pace of his thrusts eventually goes faster and faster by the minute, and the tears finally come down with every jab to your throat. Saliva runs down your chin with the smack of his balls, the head bullying your insides with the erratic rhythm. Your nails form scratch marks on his thighs from all the stimulation you're going through, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't feel so fucking good. Having your boyfriend's pelvis smack on your face on par with the sounds of you sucking him off felt like fire to your eardrums. So hot but so electrifying the more you indulge yourself.

As for the older man fucking the hell out of your face? Oh, how he missed this. It's been so long since he stuck his dick on such a pretty mouth. And your throat's tight, velvety walls have him rutting for more. He knew this would make his thirst return, and now he was sure an addiction would form from this. But right now, he can feel the surge of his orgasm arise, and his brows crease with a guttural groan as he thrusts into your face with harsh motions.

"Shit, ahhhhh shit, shit," It's so close, almost there. "Gonna cum, mama, gonna—Mmmm! Haaah, oh fuck, oh fuckin' Christ!" Through his moans of pleasure, Toji releases his load down your throat. And you're in no other position than to just take it, whimpering blissfully onto his length as he gives you a few more ruts to your face.

When he's done experiencing his ecstatic high, the older man withdraws himself from you. Your throat and mouth become empty except for his essence that you swallow. Strands of spit and come connect your wet face to him for a crude yet intimate moment before they break out.

He pulls up his sweatpants and drops down to wipe your pretty face with his hand. "So? Was I a good teacher?"

[planete777]

high!lando who can’t keep his hands off you

high!lando who thinks you’re a goddess

high!lando who teaches you how to smoke

high!lando who teases you because he knows you’re high and flustered too

high!lando who gets overstimulated super easily

high!lando who decides he’s an artist and wants to draw on you

high!lando who decides he’s an artist ^ and decorates you with hickeys

loved writing these small blurbs, ty anon!! marked 18+ as there are some sexual themes below the cut, so MINORS DNI! some of them are kinda fluffy tho 💕anyways enjoyy

HIGH!LANDO WHO CAN'T KEEP HIS HANDS OFF YOU

always has to have you sitting right next to him or, preferably, straddling him. a hand is under your shirt, rubbing your back or your waist as the other accomodates the joint. he doesn't like to let you go at all, whining when you try to move from his embrace before pulling you back in, and all you can do is let him.

HIGH!LANDO WHO THINKS YOU'RE GODDESS

this is so cute!!!! high!lando (and when he's not high ofc) never fails to tell you how much you mean to him, be it physically or verbally. it's adorable to watch because he has this loopy smile on his face, eyes so red and barely open, saying, "you're a goddess, you know that right?"

you laugh, taking a smoke of your own before replying, "which one?"

he shakes his head at your question, taking his time to enunciate an answer because he's so faded, "no, you're your own goddess, y/n, one meant for me."

HIGH!LANDO WHO TEACHES YOU HOW TO SMOKE

showing you how to smoke the first time is such a sight to see. he brings the blunt to his lips, using one hand to flick the lighter and the other to shield the flame, before a braid of smoke trails at the end of the spliff and he's blowing some out of his mouth. you're sat on his lap, watching how his pores ooze with sexiness as he does it, and then he smiles at you.

"you ready to try?"

he was all too eager to have you smoke when you asked him about it. you nod, and he's slotting the joint between your lips, telling you to inhale. when you do, you feel the numbness crawl up your brain, and your limbs are relaxing subconsciously. lando pulls it out, your mouth spilling with smoke as your eyes close,

"there you go, baby. feels good, doesn't it?"

HIGH!LANDO WHO TEASES YOU BECAUSE HE KNOWS YOU’RE HIGH AND FLUSTERED TOO

his hands are teasing down the rim of your shorts, slipping in and out as his fingers trace your skin. he loves doing this sometimes, when he knows you're too high, too tired to actually fuck, so instead, he riles you up. gets all the arousal tingling just where you need him most, and sometimes, if you're lucky, he'll use his fingers to get you off, curling and stretching you open as if he's going to fuck you, but doesn't.

HIGH!LANDO WHO GETS OVERSTIMULATED SUPER EASILY

all it takes is for you to be grinding down on his dick a few times before he's already cumming in his shorts. you feel his cock spasm and the feeling rubs against your clothed cunt so well that you continue grinding. your spliff remains between your lips as you grip the couch behind him, but you can barely reach an orgasm because lando's moans turns strained and taut, and he's pulling you off his dick and further up his lap, "it's too much baby, too much. let me eat you out instead?"

HIGH!LANDO WHO DECIDES HE’S AN ARTIST AND WANTS TO DRAW ON YOU

"what are you doing, lan'?"

he doesn't answer, focused on the drawing he's inking into your arm with a ballpoint pen. his blunt is wedged in his mouth as you continue smoking yours, trying to ignore the tickling jab of the pen into your skin. his lines are skewed, not at all precise, but it makes it that tad bit better, knowing he did it, high and all, just for you. he lifts the pen and you bend your arm to take a look. he's grinning wonkily, like the smiley face tatted on your skin and you smile as well when you notice the initials and the heart before it.

"i was gonna write 'my weed queen', but thought against it," he snickers.

your smile falters, giving him a cautionary glare, "good."

HIGH!LANDO WHO DECIDES HE’S AN ARTIST ^ AND DECORATES YOU WITH HICKEYS

his lips are warm and wet against your skin, nipping and sucking the skin of your neck. he's always had an oral fixation there, especially when he's high, and so all you do is throw your head back and allow the artist to taint his canvas. if your neck is slightly sore from all the red and purple marks, you don't mention it, because, truthfully, you love to wear them with pride.

[charbon-et-eau]

can we see more may x lisia content maybe? i really like them in your au

Yeah!

I would draw them more, but the boys have been hogging all the brain space. I've had this idea for a while now, so this ask was just the push I needed to finally sketch it out. Thanks, anon!

I'm glad you like my AUs and headcanons! I don't think I've talked much about my headcanons for Lisia and May, so I'm gonna use this ask as an excuse to do that (under the cut).

Tbh, my brainrot for the girls is not nearly as strong as the boys, so I don't have as many thoughts, but I do have some.

Lisia and May initially meet through Brendan when he starts doing contests. When Lisia scouts him, she thinks he's cute, but unfortunately for Lisia, she and Wallace have similar taste in men, and Wallace gets to Brendan first. It's fine, though. May comes to support Brendan during one of his first few contests (probably while they're in Fallarbor) and she hits it off with Lisia immediately.

May quickly becomes Lisia's biggest fan, and Lisia joins May's fieldwork whenever she can. At some point, Lisia convinces May to participate in a contest, but May doesn't like being in the spotlight, so it only happens once.

I haven't nailed down my characterization for May just yet, but she definitely gets to have a little bit of Sapphire in her. One of my favorite things about Ruby and Sapphire from the manga was how they subverted gender roles in such an interesting way while still maintaining their masculinity and femininity respectively, so I like to bring a lot of that same energy to my versions of Brendan and May. May's strong and a bit tomboyish. She's more laid-back and less uptight than Brendan about most things, so she has a lot of fun messing with him. When Brendan hangs out with the girls, he's an easy target for teasing. May means well, though.

I probably have more headcanons, but I can't think of them right now. Basically, my vision for this ship boils down to gals pals with no inhibitions that want to have fun, and they're very good at it.

[rallentando1011]

Hello! Can I plz request the ROTTMNT turtles reacting to their s/o being girly? Their s/o is very hygienic, smells good all the time, their skin glows, their hair is always done perfectly, they wear beautiful and cute clothes, their nails are always done perfectly. They also love to collect plushies, bake and cook in their free time, and they also love donating to charities and shelters.

First request done! I really enjoyed this one, and hope you do, too! Thanks for the request <3

My guidelines for requests can be found here

ROTTMNT Turtles with a Feminine Reader

Word Count: 1410

Donnie:

Donnie is always one to appreciate when great levels of detail are paid attention to

With that in mind, he loves how on top of your game you are when it comes to which body washes and sprays you use i.e. how gosh dang delectable you smell

He would definitely probe about which products you use under the guise of an educational survey just in case he ever wants to try them out

Although he tries to remain vigilant, he takes a few days to notice when your nails change

Completely out of the blue, he takes your hand, examines your nails, gives them a nod of approval, just as abruptly goes back to whatever he was doing

Now, not to imply that he would ever condone stealing, but if you ever wear an extremely cute top or dangly jewelry, especially if it’s purple, the next time he’s at your place it’s definitely going missing

Some of your sprays also go missing

“Really? Your favorite spray and your favorite sweater went missing on the same day? While I was over? Nope. Drawing a blank. Must’ve been some other teenage mutant ninja Donnie.”

They’ll probably turn back up eventually

Initially, he’ll frequently yet quietly compliment your hair, but after a while of knowing you it’ll become commonplace for your hair to look amazing, his compliments more sparse

Doesn’t mean he’ll ever stop, though

Donnie doesn’t collect plushies, only having a few he’s gotten from his brothers over the years, but he does admire your tenacity

He also appreciates laying on your plushies if they happen to be bunched into a pile

If you’re baking with him in the room, it’ll be typical for you to be whipping something up and him to walk by and swipe some of it

Yes, it irks you, and yes, he’s tried to stop, but he subconsciously just snags some of whatever you’re making as he passes through

He likes measuring things out, however, so it’s not like he only taste-tests your food

He greatly appreciates when you bring him anything you make

It’s easy to lose track of time while working in the lab, so any confections you bring him are an excellent reprieve from whatever combination of energy drinks, tea, and snacks he’s been subsisting off of

Donnie is a highly ambitious person when it comes to his passions (e.g. inventing, conducting experiments, gaming), so when he hears about the time and money you donate to shelters and charities, he’s zealous to support you in it

Almost immediately he offers to accompany you  and help out in any way he can

Don’t expect him to pitch in monetarily, though; his money’s strictly committed to his scientific endeavors

That doesn’t mean he won’t make anything to help out

If you need anything donated or can think of a gadget that could help out, he’s your guy

At the end of the day, he’s just in awe of the awesome things you do and how amazing you are while doing them

Mikey:

Mikey is not a man to hold anything back

So you’d better be prepared for a barrage of compliments every time you see him

He’ll be giving you a simultaneously squishy and bone crushing hug while pouring over every detail of your outfit

“Ooh, you smell great! Is that vanilla? Ohmigosh, your hair! I love it! It’s so you- and your shirt! Where’d you get it?”

He could continue this for hours if you let him

Mikey is one to play with your hair if he is able to without messing up your hairstyle

It’s just so much fun for him to braid some strands, pull another into a bun, then take it all down, run his fingers through it, and do it all again

If you want, he’ll help you design and make clothing

Or, at the very least, paint on it

He loves using vibrant colors in his drawings and while spray painting graffiti around the sewers, so you can expect numerous colorful additions to your closet

He also pays attention to which outfits you wear most frequently and makes rubber band bracelets that coincide with them

Mikey can and will individually hug and nuzzle each of your plushies

That is a threat and a promise

As an avid baker and chef himself, this little guy is absolutely ecstatic that you enjoy it too!

You’re more experimental in your cooking endeavors? He’s down to clown and mess around with flavor combinations

You’re a little more technical with what you make? That’s great, too! He’s got croissant and baklava recipes he’s been dying to try out and would gladly accept the company

Whatever foundations or activities you’ve committed yourself to, be certain that he’ll join and/or support you in all of them

Leo:

Leo notices anytime you switch which products or sprays you use, barely repressing the urge to comment on and compliment the delightful scent of each

Would it be weird to say you smell nice? Probably, he assumes

He’ll just keep that comment in his head

Leo asks you what your skin care routine is, compares it with his own, and takes notes

He’s got to make sure his stripes stay vibrant and glowing

When your hairstyle allows for it, he likes to play with your hair

Bro makes the worst braids you’ve ever seen in your life but at least he tried

He’s definitely a matching outfit coordinator

Your outfits are fly, his outfits are fly, why not put the two together?

He will compliment your nails, secretly hoping that you take the hint and offer to paint his the same way

“I like your nails.” 

*silence*

“How do you think that pattern would look on three fingers?”

He recognizes that you might not want to mess up your nails while doing his, but he also really wants matching sets

At first when he sees your extensive plushie collection, he tries to act cool, nonchalant

However, if you have any unicorn ones by any chance, he automatically drops the act and is adopting that plush

It’s his child now. That’s just how it is

The extent of his baking assistance is as a taste-tester

Cooking, though, is another story

Want ingredients chopped or minced? He’ll have them ready in an unbelievably short amount of time

Mixing things? He loves it

Pretty much whatever you ask him to help with, he’s on it

Same goes for volunteering at organizations and charities

Whatever you need, be it assistance or just someone to chat with, he’s there for you

Raph: 

Raph gets very bashful when giving you compliments, but he does it anyway

It’s very obvious that you put a lot of energy into how you feel, how you look, and what you do, so it feels like his responsibility to show his admiration of your effort

Whether he’s pointing out how nice your hair looks or saying how pretty your outfit is, he’s scratching the back of his neck shyly and his face probably looks as red as his mask

“I- er, your, uh, you look really nice today… Not that you don’t every day! I- You understand what Raph’s tryna say here, right?”

He’s not used to receiving compliments, no less giving them, but as it was mentioned before, he pretty much has to

Self care days together sound great to Raph

Just you and him, putting on pajamas, wearing facemasks, painting your nails, preferably watching wrestling matches but animated, Jupiter Jim, or Lou Jitsu movies are also acceptable, seems like a dream to him

Being a plushie aficionado, Raph will eagerly ask for all of your stuffed animals’ names, backgrounds, anything, really, and will just as eagerly listen to you describe them

Ask him to have a plushie play date, and you’re done for

He will spontaneously combust (good connotation) and will show up with his collection of teddy bears

Though he’s not much of a baker himself, he will gladly accept any confections you make for him

Just don’t make him anything with peanuts

He is allergic, and he would be distraught to have to decline something you offer him because of his allergy

Raph values everything you do to promote a positive change in the world

It’s something he really cares about, one of the reasons he fights to stop crime in the first place, and he loves that you share that same spirit

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Male!Husband!Forest Spirit Intimacy Headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Pairing: GN!reader x Male!Forest Spirit (Cernon from Searching for Redemption) 

Word Count: 648

Warnings: Explicit Content Ahead (18+ ONLY)

Request: If you’re interested, could I actually request some headcanons for Cernon about some moments of intimacy with reader during their marriage? (And if you’re comfortable with it maybe some of the headcanons can dabble into NSFW territory? If not you can totally ignore this part and just write fluff)

A/N: This was my perfect excuse to re-read Searching for Redemption heehee

SFW

Cernon’s love language is definitely Acts of Service, with Quality Time coming in at a close second. He enjoys the closeness of working together, of being in the same space and maintaining your shared home. He’s been on his own for so long, just being by your side fills his stomach with butterflies

The kind of man to hear that you're craving some specific fruit or vegetable and to go out of his way to find it for you in the forest. He tries to act nonchalant and pretend it’s a coincidence when he brings it all home, but you both know the truth

Always shares his figs, even though they're his favorite. Never eats the last one in the batch, asking to make sure you got some. 

He definitely enjoys some physical touch as well. As you two get closer, you’ll notice his hand on you more and more often. On your lower back as he scoots behind, on your hips as you cook, rubbing your shoulder when you're sitting together. It even reaches the point where you can rest your head on his chest, maybe even sit on his lap when you’re hanging out. 

Huge cuddler. He often uses the excuse of ‘keeping you warm’ to be so close, but after a long day he loves nothing more than cuddling skin-to-skin.

Will draw patterns into your skin absentmindedly, all three eyes rolling over you. It never fails to make you blush, being seen that closely

Loves when you play with his hair. Adores it, even. Whether you're rubbing his scalp, feeling his soft tresses, or braiding it, he melts into a puddle every time.

If you're fine with it he will play with your hair too. His claws will feel so good scratching that itch at the back of your skull.

And yes, he purrs. It’s adorable.

NSFW

Cernon is somewhere on the asexual spectrum; He certainly enjoys sex and will initiate it every now and again, but he’s also perfectly content without it.

Is very cautious broaching the subject at first because you seemed so nervous your first night. Make sure you're 100% comfortable before taking any step further.

Your first time is slow and tender. Cernon kisses you from your nose all the way down to your toes, one set of hands rubbing circles into your hips and the other slowly feeling you up.

He makes sure you orgasm at least once before focusing on himself. He wants you to feel safe and relaxed, comfortable with him opening you up and drawing out your pleasure.

He is a well-endowed fellow, thick and girthy. He’s well aware that his package is a little intimidating and is extra patient when you first take him.

He will admit however, that your pleading moans and begging almost had him lose control. You looked so cute, coming undone like that. His little spouse, all his.

Will follow your lead, but often likes to keep the tone light during sexy time. He’s not afraid to crack a joke every now and again, even at his own expense.

A soft dom through and through, prefers topping but okay with bottoming. When he bottom’s though, expect some sassy remarks and banter. He can be a bit of a brat

You guys almost exclusively have sex in the bed, but you brought up the idea of riding him in his favorite chair one time....and he didn’t hate the idea.

Prefers giving oral to getting it, but he will admit that the sight of you on your knees, in between his legs and mouth stuffed with cock gave him a bit of a power trip. He had never cum so fast in his life.

All in all he’s not very picky, mostly focusing on what you want and prefer. It’s all about the closeness and the intimacy, rather than just strictly pleasure.

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What's your favorite Nejigaa headcanon?

love when i get these so i get to ramble. thank you so much

well i started to be fond of them as a pairing from the idea of neji finding some solace from his clan issues in suna! he initially started going there as just as extra protection sent by konoha for gaara in whatever diplomatic business he might be on, but eventually gaara starts requesting him specifically because

it gives neji some space from konoha as he knows it stresses him out, and gaara post-chunin exams is someone who really wants to offer others a helping hand when he can

he's fond of him :3 there's some brief panels in chunin exams where you see gaara appearing to be a bit fixated on neji (like he got fixated on sasuke, just to a much lesser extent) and i think that would morph into fondness as he chills out and no longer sees people whose anger he relates to as 'prey', so to speak!

the whole 'you almost killed my teammate' thing wouldn't just go away immediately even if gaara Is friendly with lee, imo neji is the type of person to hold onto those grudges even if lee himself might not, but he's also someone who is very easy to disarm with like... honesty and empathy. and as much as gaara is stone-faced, he is also very much someone who has a lot of both! his Tone initially rubs neji the wrong way because it's just So unfiltered, but it also gets to him because it's impossible to dispute gaara's sincerity when he puts everything so bluntly, yknow? and as someone who grew up hiding or otherwise obscuring many of his true feelings (majorly by necessity, but later on also out of sheer habit), it's a trait that neji finds very very admirable — its part of why i like him with sasuke too, i think neji is drawn to people who are very openly themselves, people whose ideals are impossible to ignore

this got so long (as youd expect.) and definitely strayed from the initial ask so here's a read-more <3

neji fusses over him a lot id say, he comes to think of gaara as a very noble person — someone with power and who is trying to make the world a better place with that power — and he gets protective over people he considers so fundamentally Good. i think it's nice for gaara to have someone like that around (esp divorced from his past, a bond that he's managed to build on his own by his own merits) and it gives him a lot of fondness for neji in return :)

a lot of their rs progression is this back and forth of finding out like, how much the other Feels and how gentle the other can be when not forced into situations that bring out the worst out of them.. i Love the idea of gaara's disposition softening up (being more outwardly sweet, more playful) a lot as he grows closer to people, it's why i like drawing him being so affectionate even though he's so introverted... i think the contrast is cute :-)

i'm also super fond of the thought of them unpacking some of their family troubles together lmao, i think it'd especially be good for gaara as he has a lot to retroactively think about once he's not on survival mode 24/7 and he might benefit from a detached third party as a listening ear — his siblings have their own baggage attached to their father, their mother, and their uncle, after all. and well if anyone knows what it's like to have a complicated family history it's neji :P

also as a bonus. imo temari+kankuro would get along with neji (…after a bit. everyone involved here is a bit of an asshole but that's part of their charm ok.) but kankuro treats him like he's his secret extra sibling. meaning he really likes the guy but also meaning he will not know peace under their roof. they argue about anything and everything

hinata and gaara also get along pretty well despite gaaras Past. mostly because i think hinata should be friends with every autism boy there is (shino. sai. etc) but also because i think the thought of her being like "i know he used to be a serial killer but let's hear him out people can change 🥺 he's so sweet he likes plants" is really funny

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s7 episode 5 "rush" thoughts

i’m still under the weather, but i’m intrigued to see what today will bring us. another case where the poor agents have to deal with children?! someone save them!!

this time they are dealing with teenagers who are the flash, i guess? this sounds like it will be a handful. and also not super conducive to talking about what happened last time. i am sure they would be stubborn and refuse to discuss it even if there weren't teenagers zipping around.

i wonder if they will be mean to our agents… i wonder how this case ended up on their desks…

(post-episode thoughts: not a ton of agent time today, but boy, they sure were giggly when they were the center of attention. which healed something deep in my soul. i demand MORE giggly agents. and also, don't be mean to them!! they are not old! maybe they don't know what the youth are up to, but who has time to keep up with that?!

this prompted me to ponder what the agents were like in high school for a decent bit of time at the end of the post. come on, i WANT to know!!! pls tell me your theories!)

but back to past me!!!

let’s find out what is in store!

we open with a virginia license plated vehicle pulling out into the dark. and this car belongs to the proud parent of an honors student! so what are they doing in the dark woods??

the answer to that question is trespassing. and looking for someone named max. who is lighting a cigarette. rebelliously. are these older two going to initiate him into a gang?!?? tony promises he won’t tell anyone about whatever is out here!! well, why’d did max have to bring up people dying? 

and then the other kids dip. probably using their super speed skills. a cop is telling tony to put his hands on the car.

WHAT! there is some big movement and then the officer is dead? tony is covered in blood!! why are these older kids getting him involved in this?? 

AUGH, they slammed the cop’s head in the car door??? or something??

bro. tony needs to flee town and escape these bad influences!!! this is peer pressure in action!! he’s trying not to throw up as he looks at the body- he’s not cut out for this! let him go back to AP calculus!

intro tiiiiiime!!! get groovy with it. ah. it makes me nostalgic... for last year. when i first started watching this show. oh, it'll be a year since i started in may! and we get the full intro!!! woohoo!!

hospital time. AWWW, was mulder trying to call her and she snuck up on him?? and she smacks him with the file. OH! HE GIGGLES “there you are” <- AHHHH. STOP. okay. i just replayed that. it was very cute. 

(still thinking about this, btw. if someone has the gifset, please tag me. i will hold onto it. and draw strength from it in the coming days)

tony was accused of the cop's murder- they say the cop was beat to death. and mulder does not think he did it. he is a good kid that only moved here a few months ago. scully begins to investigate the body.

oh, even she is at a loss for words. and you know she has seen shit!! 

LMAOOOOO, she cannot believe this. so rarely do we see her flabbergasted. allegedly, he was hit with a flashlight one time and it did all this.

AUGH, his glasses went through his SKULL! and poor tony wasn’t on drugs. maybe, scully proposes, he was on a crazy adrenaline rush.

this guy, the sheriff, does NOT want mulder down here, even if he introduces him to scully and she gives him a little smile. “i’d like ron left in peace” <- oh, you have something to hide, sheriff? 

he says he has the murder weapon and bloody fingerprints, and they just have to match them up to tony, it’s all done. hmm. my guess is this guy is the father of one of the bad kids and is trying to cover it up. because no normal kid could so this and he can’t possibly be naive enough to think he could.

they go to talk to tony, and encounter a teenage girl who is clearly checking out mulder... it is dark and hard to tell even though i replayed the scene, but it LOOKS like scully smiles a little (or maybe she gets annoyed and it's more of a grimace? i can't tell!) and he laughs and asks "what?" <- LMAO... GROWN MAN GIGGLING!!!

god, i love territorial scully. leave her man alone.

so they go to talk to tony and he proclaims “i’m not talking anymore, okay?” “well, that might make things worse” <- LMAO. scully meant that so genuinely and it didn't even sound mean, but lord, it came out funny

mulder tries to play it chill, ask if he was cruising (hmm. i thought that word meant a very specific type of gendered flirting. but maybe mulder and i come from different scenes) and tony calls him old... #RUDE!!!

mulder doesn’t play along. “okay, but bear with us, because we’re old and stupid” <- LMAOOOOO, he can be difficult back!

they’re trying to grill him- are you SURE there was no one else there? 

OHHH. the poor kid is crying. i feel bad for him. mulder takes tony's tears in. and tony asks to go back to his cell.

AWWW, scully says his life is over if he doesn’t tell the truth :( mulder thinks this mean she's implying he did it, but she adamantly doesn’t: she thinks he’s covering for whoever did do it. 

OHHH, now it’s her turn to pull the “please? for me?” line, HAHA, aww. this technique avoids fighting about the logistics of science vs ghouls- and it only took them 7 seasons to try it! i guess now that they're solidly in a stage of mutual non-antagonistic attraction, this is a valid technique.

she would like to talk to his friends rather than assume this is the work of any poltergeists. even if mulder says they are drawn to the turmoil of adolescence. which is a crazy sentence, btw. need to know what went down in his teen years to prompt that sort of assessment.

the girl who left tony's cell a few minutes earlier is taking a test- and max, who was also at the murder- rolls up with one minute left in the midterm, saying he can take it that quick. is he seriously going to display his powers in front of the class…? he is NOT SMART FOR THIS.

“i don’t care who your father is. you fail my test, it sticks” <- AHA! so his dad has to be the sheriff… or someone of equal importance.

he takes the pencil and paper, and before he can even sit down, he turns back around, handing in the completed test. max tells the teacher to check it, and he got a 100. weird kid. i would probably just assume he snuck in his office and memorized the answer key, tbh.

the agents are waiting for the girl- who is named chastity- outside the classroom. she declares that tony does not have it in him to kill a cop. but max comes in and says she doesn’t have to talk to them. 

AHA! he IS the sheriff’s kid. AND HE SAYS SCULLY WAS “A BETTY” BACK IN THE DAY... OHHHH MY GOD. this kid is EVIL.

("back in the day" is so vile, i can't stop thinking about it. jail to the writers for that line)

scully gets a call. the murder weapon is gone. hmm! the sheriff seems to have no idea where it went. mulder found something on the floor at the scene.

he wants to know if it was there before. obviously no one knows, because it seems to be some random floor junk.

the sheriff shows them the tape and asks for their help- hmm, okay. don't act like you don’t know what is going on. he has to know it's his son doing this shit!

and mulder takes the remote. he’s flicking through the scenes. and he sees a big flash! like something running in.

tony comes home. his mom wants to know what happened and he swears he didn’t do it. and that there is nothing more to his story. she asks if max is involved. ohhh, so she must know something… are they like, his new friends in town or something?

BAHAHA, okay the MINUTE i typed that, he yells “mom, they’re the only friends i HAVE” so yes. yeah. safe to say that is the case. she says he is DONE seeing them. ohhh, she says he’s doing so well, but he asks how she would know- she's never there- OH! he got her ass. 

i cannot place her accent. the kid just wants to go to sleep! but something is tapping at his window. it’s max! he leaves with him. whyyyyy does he do this? 

tony is mad as fuck. max stole this guy’s car and a cop is dead. and he floors it. then he vanishes!!!!!!!! and the car crashes into a pole!!!!! so tony was behind the wheel when it crashes!!! noooo!! tony!!!

but he’s okay!!! max pulled him out before the crash!!! “i’m gonna make you one of us… but i call the shots. always remember that” <- LEAVE HIM ALONE. this power dynamic is weird af

chuck is here in the basement office to look at the weird frame on the tape. and i remember chuck this time! scully sits on the desk with her back to the camera. it is very charming.

chuck says it is NOT spiritual activity- no light streaks or auras are visible. LMAO, the closest thing he could find for the shape of the silhouette “was a soviet akula-class submarine” BAHAHA “i think we can rule that out” <- and that's coming from a navy brat so you can ESPECIALLY trust her judgement!

chuck is gonna check some colors.. and it looks like…. a heat signature, maybe?

poor tony, back at school. going to talk to chastity. “everyone’s looking at me like i’m a criminal!” “i’m not” oh... is there some subtext here?

but she says he is too late for second thoughts. 

tony takes a seat, and everyone stares at him. max says that if they wanna look at anyone, they can look at him. hmm. is he trying to be a friend but just supremely bad at it?

ohhh, despite getting all of the questions right on the midterm, the teacher failed max. he says he knows he cheated, even if he doesn’t know how, and he won’t tolerate it. max gets up and walks away. 

tony asks chastity how he can get out of this- but she says she doesn’t know. “i can’t even help myself” oh... this poor girl…..

in the lunchroom, the teacher trips on something invisible!! max stands and watches as he picks all his stuff up. and then he beats him up in a split second. and throws a table at him through the wall???????? and then a chair!!!

scully is here to investigate. oh gosh. the teacher got smashed like a tomato. mulder thinks max did it- he had the motive. and his grades and behavior have been changing- the grades going up, the behavior getting worse.

LMAO, scully is (very gently) explaining that yeah, mulder, that’s what teenagers do: change. their chemistry is wack and there's drugs and bullying all about. but what if it made him able to smash stuff?

mulder is convinced his theory will soon be proven, which is kind of amusing- he just needs to talk to max- but max collapsed in the parking lot. hmm. maybe going super speed takes it out of him?? 

tony goes to find chastity, but she says that the less he knows, the better. and she drives off into the woods. but tony followed her!!!! where is she going……?

i just noticed she has a panthers jacket on for her school, but added tape so it reads "panthers suck". queen.

she’s running into some sort of a clearing in the woods. he finds a cave with billowing smoke. there’s a beam of light coming in through the top. he steps inside… and his body starts twitching. moving super fast. okay then!

the sheriff is mad as fuck that the agents came to visit max in the hospital with “no candy” and “no flowers” and want to question him, LMAO. mulder lets him have it right away. scully looks at his charts. exertion and withdrawal!!! CLOCK HIS TEA!!!

this gets the sheriff’s attention. mulder thinks it’s withdrawal from the rush of using the powers. scully says he’s getting worse and they can’t help him unless he tells them what the fuck is going on. 

sheriff leans in and asks if any of this is true……. they ask to talk to him outside.

he will not let them search his house, though. scully says they should track down the missing test results…. and in walks chastity. 

LMAOOO, scully is such a fucking nerd. “hot off the presses”, she says as she pins up some brain scans from max. he has cerebral lesions, arthritis, stress fractures, muscle and ligament micro-tears.

“what would cause this?” “in a teenager? i can’t even imagine. this is the kind of thing that you’d see in someone who’s crashed race cars or played pro football for ten years” oooooo….

i like when she identifies medical problems. it makes my heart skip beats. she says that whatever he is doing, it is killing him.

chastity breaks into his hospital room… and then disappears before the nurse can see her. but she’s back! what is afoot?

the agents find muck on max's shoes. mulder thinks that his speed is tearing him apart! the nurse comes in to ask for help…. bro is gone. 

chastity asks him to stop hurting people. but he doesn’t want to go back to things standing still- and he says that she can’t either.

tony stumbles out of the cave, saying it was a rush to move fast. he confesses to following her. he wants to go to the cops. but she tells him max is out. 

the sheriff comes home….. climbs up the stairs. enters his son’s room. finds a ton of shoes. AND THE MURDER WEAPON!!!

he hears someone come in the house, but can’t see anything. and the door slams shut. and max comes out of thin air! holding the flashlight! and then he attacks his dad!!!!

BUT IN BURSTS TONY!!! with a gun to max’s head!!!! my boy tony saves the day!!!

the sheriff is being brought into the hospital. “yo, scully”, mulder calls out, which is amusing to me. someone must be standing up to max. and scully says it has to be tony. 

chastity is driving tony to the cave, saying max was slowing down, and let tony stop him.  if he beats them to the cave, it’s over. he trips and falls as they run in. but chastity is laying on the ground when he gets in there!! 

max is here!!! he killed her!!! and then he attacks tony next!! steals the gun!!!

but chastity isn’t dead!!!! she picks up the gun and shoots max!!! and then steps in front of the bullet! 

this happens just as the agents arrive!! and they find chastity dying in tony’s arms. he’s crying. 

poor tony……. he’s in a hospital bed with his mother. scully is looking in. mulder says they didn’t find anything in the cave. it's a somber moment.

LMAO, mulder thinks that maybe they’re too old for the powers to work on them. LOOK AT HER FACEEEEE, BAHAHA “well, that’s doubtful. but no more so than any other theory. i mean, it’s worth checking out” <- BAHAHAAAAA 

she said well, probably not. BUT! who knows? so funny to watch her though process there.

alas, they cannot check it out. the town filled up the cave with concrete. 

poor tony is not enjoying everything being slow again. and thus concludes the episode.

aww. i feel bad for tony.

god. i’m in my MSR feels. the GIGGLING this episode! “maybe we’re too old” :( and scully defending tony…… i’m emo.

i'll say it: i need to see them with a teenager of their own. 

this episode wanted to emphasize that they aren't young anymore. which i disagree with, but also understand where they're coming from. 7 years or so of dancing around their feelings for each other. at some point, it has to get tiring. personally, i could have lasted 2 years, tops, before i have the "what are we" talk. for them, the whole "settling down" thing must look more and more tempting... especially after mulder's weird alternate life...

(even if, of course, there would be great issues with this in execution. can you imagine? "byers, so sorry to call, but could you please watch the kid? there's an abduction victim autopsy that need to get done stat, and i'm currently in canada collecting ectoplasm" and byers is like "i'm quite literally breaking into a top secret defense committee meeting right now. but okay. i will come over and teach your child basic hacking skills")

ah, they’re not old. how old are they in s7? i can’t do math. scully’s what, like 35? you know, i never calculated how much older he is than her. because math is not my strong suit. 

(wipes away tears in my eyes) my sweethearts 🥲

it is possible for grown adult fictional characters to be my special sweethearts. don't question it.

ah. put the big fancy FBI agents in the high school for a case, and let them reminisce on youth. i do wonder what they were like in high school and university quite a bit. i don't think we'll ever get answers, but i wonder very often.

did they play sports? or take music lessons? did they have friend groups? were they in clubs?

i assume that they both took all AP classes and that scully graduated at least one year early. possibly 2. but i like to think that she had at least 2 or 3 years of high school. even if the timeline is wack and makes no sense. let her have prom. "marcus was the love of my 12th grade life", she said.

mulder mentioned playing baseball, so i imagine he did that in high school and wasn't just referring to vaguely playing baseball as a child (although i am sure that also happened). but come on. that man also has theatre kid energy. look at him. i wonder if he was deeply alone and alienated in high school and already had his spooky reputation, or if he got along well with his teammates. or possibly both.

you might not think that these things are consequential, but all of this information would be fascinating to know! feel free to share any headcanons if you have 'em. and also just any thoughts on the episode in general. as always!

other thoughts... max was not a nice guy at all. 

i don’t really have much else to add, tbh. there wasn’t a ton of super heavy agent time here. they just seemed really comfy with each other and relaxed. and it was enjoyable. scully trying to point out that teenagers do, in fact, change, was very amusing to me. 

my king tony is gonna be having super speed withdrawals forever which is NOT fun for him.

not a bad episode at all! it was more focused on the new characters it introduced us to than our own agents, but that happens sometimes. it’s not always a bad thing- sometimes it can be nice to go down a little side quest with a guy we will never see again. of course, i prefer agent time. but i understand that we cannot have it all of the time. it left me with much to ponder about their childhoods, which is also fun. 

[christinesficrecs]

I might be drowning in lost fic requests. 🤦🏻‍♀️ If you can help I would REALLY appreciate it. ❤️

Stiles started dating this really abusive guy, he cut off all contact with the pack, his dad Etc and the guy moves them away (maybe Chicago). Stiles eventually leaves him and goes back home and it turns out the pack and his dad have been trying to find him.

Lost River (never reached the sea) by scribespirare | 13.2K | Mature Three years Stiles has been gone. Three years, and then out of the blue he shows up on Derek's front porch, bloody and bruised and in need.

I am looking for a fic where there's the monster of the week (it's maybe an incubus?) and it shifts to look like stiles. It convinces derek to not turn him into the rest of the pack. Derek agrees just to be able to be with 'stiles.' scott i think figures it out? And tells derek that it would have slowly killed him.

Derek hates touch because of Kate and flinches whenever someone touches him. But Stiles does this thing where he never touches Derek, instead he lets his hand hover around him, allowing for Derek to initiate the contact if he wants to. Oh! And Cora’s alive and I’m pretty sure the one who notices this. She ends up confronting Stiles about it at some point. I know it’s pretty short, just one chapter/ a one-shot, and around 5,000 words. I think, I could be wrong.

i see that you've come so far [just like them old stars] by crossroadswrite | 2.3K But her big brother’s unwillingness to touch anyone, like he thinks he doesn’t deserve it isn’t the only thing she notices. She also notices how Stiles doesn’t touch him. Everyone reaches for Derek in some form or another, but Stiles- Stiles is something different altogether because he reaches for Derek but he never makes contact.

Hi! Could you please help me find this fic where Derek is an alpha but of like the whole town I think? Or something. Stiles keeps getting into trouble or losing control (or something) and he goes to stay with Derek for a few weeks to help him behave/get focused because hes the alpha. Derek helps him focus better on his homework and runs exercises with him to burn off excess energy and misses him when he goes back to his dad's. That's all I remember, sorry its so vague.

Do you know of a fixk where derek and Stiles kill Gerard together but when chris ask them about it they act surprised he did? I dont know anything other than this so sorry

Basically it's young Derek x Stiles, Derek is part of the basketball team and they end up going on like a trip for a basketball game. Stiles tags along and they end up staying at a motel (they share a room). At some point it's Stiles’ Mothers death anniversary and Derek brings him fast food back from his jog. And I'm like 90% certain that there's like a bonfire at the back of the motel and Derek brings out his guitar infront of everyone and starts singing abt his crush on Stiles.

Okay sooo, young Derek x Stiles but the hale family are still alive. There's this whole thing about them both promising to have a starwars marathon. Derek also draws a lot in this sketchbook thing, he's like rlly private abt it but stiles ends up looking in it and finding a drawing of both him and Derek. Then Derek kind of wolfs out? He like loses control a bit and is afraid of hurting Stiles. OH! And then there's another bit where theyre playfighting in the Hales' kitchen and Derek pins Stiles down and stiles gets really embarrassed abt it. And then at the end there's like a really cute line abt their hearts beating as one 🥺🥺

Hey! I hope you or your followers can help me out but I've been wracking my brain on this one for awhile trying to remember this fic where everyone loses their memory of Stiles' existence but this is where I get fuzzy on the details. All I can remember is that Stiles returns to his house and his dad threatens him because he doesn't recognize him and so he ends up at Derek's. IIRC, Derek doesn't actually recognize him either (he might reveal this right away or later?) but helps him anyhow?

Hi! Ive been trying to find this fic, it was a amnesia type fic and I believe Derek went to visit his family who live out of state, he planned on finally telling them about Stiles but hes in an accident, loses his memories, and his family starts trying to set him up on dates(?). I think some of his family were wellknown or famous or someone told Stiles about Derek going out and Stiles just assumes he'd wanted out of the relationship but didnt want to tell him. Its mostly the summary I remember😅

Hi, I'm looking for a fic where young Stiles meets Derek in the woods as a werewolf, helps him get back home, to thank Stiles he writes him a letter and Derek replies that they become pen pals. That's what I remember that's how it starts. thank you!

[brynnterpretations]

Tysm for getting back to me about the shipping! It's perfectly okay to have your own interpretations of characters, so no worries, Don't feel bad for interpretating things your own way! It's not an inconvenience, it just means you have a different opinion and that's okay :) if people get mad at you for having a different opinion, that's on them, not you.

Okay! I think I've rambled on enough lol.

I'd like to request a ship of my oc and one of the loser's club members :D

My ocs name is Oliver (i haven't figured out a last name for him yet), he has black hair and orange-yellow eyes, and he's always wearing one of thoses winter hats with the dangling pom poms. (it's the last thing his mom gave him before she ended up passing away)

He's not very talkative, and mostly keeps to himself. He likes to read, he can often be found in the school library because of this.

He also has wings, but you don't need to add them because they're completely optional, i just tend to draw him with them a lot. If you do want to add them, he usually hides them by tucking them in and keeping them out of sight with a coat. If he trusts someone enough, he'll usually give them a feather like a bird does as a way of saying i want to be your friend or partner for life. (He doesn't tell them it's his feather until several weeks later because he doesn't want them freaking out about it so soon after meeting them lol)

Thank you so much for the ship and the kind words! I'm so sorry this took so long, my inbox has been swamped.

I ship Oliver with...

Stan Uris

Boyfriend

Considering Stan and Oliver both like to read, it's only natural that they meet in the library. They both don't talk to each other a lot until maybe the fifth or sixth time, when Stan sees Oliver renting a book about birds.

We know Stan: he loves birds. He's not necessarily shy, just introverted, so he'd start up a pleasant conversation with Oliver (but still a bit awkward, because they're both non-talkers) about the book.

After that, they'd start hanging out intentionally in the library a lot more. Before "initiating" a relationship, Stan usually brings them into the fold of his friends first—especially with guys, considering he isn't 100% aware of his own sexuality and has a tendency to mistake it as just "wanting to be friends"—so he'd introduce him to the Losers Club.

And the Losers Club all like him, so big kudos for that!

It's when Stan and Oliver hang out one-on-one (library visits, study-buddy hangouts in their respective homes, relaxing at the quarry and looking at the birds) that he'd realize he has feelings for him. It would take a couple months for him to actually act up on it...

And after reading romance books in the library in secret and hiding them from the librarians like he's looking at porn (this is his first relationship), he would eventually get way too stressed out by all the grand gestures and just blurt out, monotonously, "would you like to be my boyfriend?" when they're in private together.

And, by the grace of God, that works.

He really loves Oliver's hat, and before, would honestly really want to get one, 'cause... they're cute. But upon learning the sentimentla value, Stan would always be respectful. He's someone who greatly values the past, family, tradition, etc., and is glad to have a partner who finds those things important too.

He isn't the most emotionally intuitive guy, but he is leagues better than some members (*cough* Richie, the boy who cannot comfort anyone without making twenty different unlanding jokes *cough*) and would always be sympathetic towards Oliver if he shared any feelings about his mother/her death.

Loves his eyes and taste in fashion (re: the hat).

In a fantasy AU where his wings would fit in more naturally, Stan would love them — because big bird! — and would help him groom/maintain those hard-to-reach spots, keep feathers Oliver gifts him somewhere safe and private, etc.

Losers Club

Friends

All of the Losers Club like Oliver — even Richie, the most irritated with unannounced newcomers ("who invited Molly Ringwald to the group again?"—man, shut up, Richie).

I think Richie and Eddie would be the ones he might talk to the least, just because they're very neurotic people (Eddie with his perpetual fear of illness, and Richie with the nonstop word-vomit), but they'd still definitely like each other and hang out.

Ben and Mike would be his closest friends in the group (if we don't count Stan). They're both very emotionally intuitive, gentle, and soft-spoken people who know how to not overwhelm others, so they'd be able to "mesh" with Oliver pretty well.

They're also both very interested in reading, so if Oliver wants a book club? Hell, yeah, man. Ben, Mike, Oliver, and Stan, sitting in a tree, r-e-a-d-i-n-g.

(Not actually a tree, just Ben's house).

Bev and Bill would both really like Oliver, and go out of their ways to befriend him. The two of them love nature (Bev a bit more than Bill, because he has terrible allergies), so if they catch onto any birdwatching ventures between Oliver and Stan, they'd invite them out to do something in Derry's forests or the quarry.

All-in-all, the Losers Club would give everything up for Oliver, as he's one of their own. Enjoy 'em!