#am I touch starved or is this just actually so cute it’s making me cry
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SUMMARY: ellies lost her keys…again… luckily dina’s pretty friend has an empty bed
PAIRING: ellie williams x reader
WARNINGS: none?
A/N: i missed these and yall!! not fully back but i miss writing also if u see stranger things content don’t be alarmed! still v much in love with ellie and abs
‘ I FEEL SOMETHING WHEN I SEE YOU NOW ‘
elliewilliams
elliewilliams LET ME INNNNNNNN. JOEL PLEASE LET ME INNNNNNNN
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dina_nolastname BAAHHAHA IMAGIWN
elliewilliams i HATE you CRY URSELF TO SLEEP
joelmmm 💤💤💤
elliewilliams JOEL PLEASE UTS COLD
elliewilliams IM TIRED AND IM VERY SORRY
elliewilliams JOELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
jessesucks go to tommy and marias stupid
elliewilliams why didnt i think of that? oh wait I DID ITS 2 AM AND THEY HAVE A BABY STUPJD HOW DID YOU EVEN GRADUATE??!!?!?!
yourusername did u lose ur key again
elliewilliams …no… also HOW DO U KNOW AB THAT?!?!
yourusername dina talks a LOT when shes drunk
angel: ellie come to mine
ellie: huh?
a: ur locked out, im not, my beds made, urs probably isnt, come over.
e: u barely know me?!?!?
a: dina trusts u idc, come over rn or ill pick u up.
e: send me ur address.
“this was really nice of you.” ellies voice breaks the silence as make room for her beside you. you wave your hand, no worries, but she insists. “no seriously, you could’ve let me die. freeze. starve even.”
when you laugh she doesn’t think she’s ever heard a better sound. “ellie i don’t think any of those things would’ve happened.” you smile and lean on an elbow to look at her. “and i really don’t mind, gets lonely anyways. need a loser dork to fill the silence.” you tease.
she gasps in faux hurt, tracing an imaginary tear down her face.
elliewilliams
elliewilliams an ANGEL yall. $10,000,000 for her and her only.
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yourusername bye i let you stay over a night 😭 i didnt cure cancer
elliewilliams ur right. $100,000,000 mb
dina_nolastname *sighs*
elliewilliams i hate you.
joelmmm yourusername I am so sorry Ellie intruded, I’ll pay you for your time and kindness.
yourusername 😭😭 damn
elliewilliams ignore him, he drinks
yourusername its 8 am.
jessesucks oh you will NEVER live this down.
elliewilliams blocked.
a_anderson you are an embarrassment to society!
elliewilliams i hate all of u.
e: hey!
a: real chipper today huh
e: didn’t lose my key all week so yes very
e: i have a question tho
a: lmao im gonna steal ur key from u, whats up?
e: do u wanna go to a concert this weekend??
e: i bought the tickets for dina and i but she cancelled last minute and jesse cant go
e: its like 2 hours away on saturday
e: also do NOT touch my key please i m begging
a: yea actually id love too :)
a: text me the details
e: great
e: okay yea ofc
elliewilliams
elliewilliams so…
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dina_nolastname MRS STEAL UR GIRL
elliewilliams SHE WAS NEVER URS!!!
jessesucks GASPING when did this development occur.
elliewilliams 🤓☝️
jessesucks BREAK UP
yourusername girl on the left is sooo fine
elliewilliams crazy, im more into the one on the right
dina_nolastname yall r EMBARRASSING
joelmmm yourinstagram Come for dinner tomorrow! Would love to meet Ellie’s pick of the month. 🩷
yourinstagram GOODBYEEE
elliewilliams JOEL?!?!??!!!??!
yourusername
yourusername in an interesting turn of events…
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jessesucks GAG
yourusername this is why dina dumped you! 💋
dina_nolastname BYEEE true tho
elliewilliams bruh we are so cute
yourusername okay “bruh”
elliewilliams WIAT OM SORRY
dina_nolastname mrs. stolen girl 💔💔
yourusername im always urs bae
a_anderson wheres MY cute gf damn.
yourusername I KNOW SOMEONE WHOO LIIIIIIKES YOU!!
a_anderson SPILL.
elliewilliams go away! 💋
a: hey
e: hi
a: come over?
a: please?
e: are you okay??
a: just please come over.
e: im omw right now
e: be there in 10
e: unlock the front door
a knock on your door wakes you from the light sleep you’d been in. a small ‘come in’ has ellie gently opening the door and walking softly towards your bed. her hands brush hair from your face, a kind smile on her face. something you can’t pinpoint in her eyes.
“you doing okay babe?” her voice is just above a whisper, though no one else would be home to hear it otherwise. “tired?”
you hum an answer out and reach for one of her hands, fiddling with her rings and avoiding her eyes. “can you turn off the light and sit with me?” she smiles and nods, savoring one more second before standing and taking off her jacket while walking to the switch.
its still light out, the evening sun beginning to set but still lighting up enough of your room. as she’s getting in beside you, she notices what you’re wearing. “nice shirt,” ellie says with a snort.
its one of hers, you stole it a few weeks ago with no intention of giving it back. her heart grows as a small smile graces your features. “there she is.” you flush and turn away. she coos teasingly while getting comfortable behind you.
when you do turn, shes the perfect pillow. her fingers trace your features as your eyes shutter closed.
e: hi love, you wanna do something today?
a: you have something in mind?
e: thought we could go bowling
e: that new bowling place just opened downtown, looks cute
a: kinda tired. do something at home?
e: alreadyomw with snacks for u
a: youre the best.
a: i miss you.
e: i miss you too. you doing okay?
a: are you at work
a: im tired
e: i get off in 30
e: come over to mine, joel will let you in
a: okay
elliewilliams
elliewilliams bbg needs a NAP theyre grouchy
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yourusername i know where you live.
elliewilliams LOVE YA!
joelmmm Photo creds.
elliewilliams sighs.
dina_nolastname angel ALWAYS needs nap bro gets really grumpy
yourusername I ALSO KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
dina_nolastname see? grumpy.
jessesucks we’ve all seen the pictures she looks absolutely BEAUTIFUL, uhm… and he’s there… (ellie is he)
dina_nolastname (ellie is he) BYE
yourusername HEY JESSIE WOAHHH FEELS LIKE A PARTY EVERYDAY
elliewilliams remember when dina dumped u?
a: can we go to the aquarium
e: you feel up to it?
a: no obviously i asked because i don’t
e: OKAY SORRY DAMN
e: god just being a supportive girlfriend and this is what i get.
a: GOODBYE I DONT WANNA GO ANYMORE
e: no im sorry im sorry im sorry i wanna go
a: YAY
a: pick me up in 30 pls
e: of course love
e: im glad you’re feeling better
e: very excited rn
yourusername
yourusername finally left the house after 72628748829 years
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elliewilliams @ the guy who took this for us ur so real
yourusername YEA!!!!!!
dina_nolastname yall r so cute CRY
yourusername u want me fr
jessesucks ICK
dina_nolastname this is why i dumped u
elliewilliams
elliewilliams a moment for the gf!
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yourusername OF ALL THE THINGS YOU POST THIS?!?!? THIS?!!!!!!!?
elliewilliams but u look so pretty
yourusername CHOKE ily
elliewilliams I love YOU
dina_nolastname my wife is so gorg
elliewilliams back off?
yourusername LADIES LADIES theres enough of me to go around
jessesucks cute ig
joelmmm You found a good one babygirl!
elliewilliams DAMN RIGHT I DID
e: hey i love you
a: i love you too
a: u lose ur key again?
e: …
a: ffs come over good god
e: already here!
a: R U IN MY KITCHEN??!
e: ur mom says hi
e: be up in a sec!! snacks!
#! kates babes !#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams#ellie williams x female reader#ellie williams x you#ellie williams tlou#ellie williams fluff#ellie x reader#🎵 smau 🎵
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Hiiii!! Huge fan of the story so far and could not help myself from hopping over here to ask questions after commenting (@flimflamflame ty for responding with such thought out replies💖💖)!
LOVEEEE how you write them so physically affectionate with one another both bc it’s a huge sign of comfort and trust in a relationship and also it’s super cute!! Sets them apart from Katniss&Peeta’s style of intimacy/romance right of the bat I love the distinction. (Side note I ADOREDDD the little “white dress trying to burn in into his fingertips” moment I think I actually keeled over from how beautiful that was omg).
I would guess Clove’s especially touch-starved and wary with the absence of her mother (even if Enobaria is helping to fill that familial gap). Would you mind describing how you think their relationship would evolve from strangers/friends/lovers and the role of Cato in facilitating physical touch (ex: constant contact thru sparring)? Thank you!!
I personally about keeled over when I saw this ask I fr lit up. LIke I am so so excited to get an ask about this and talk about them and my au but also thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment and reach out ❤️❤️❤️
Okay so full transparency I am VERY long winded, as you can probably tell by 20 page chapters and 500 word comments. So bare with me, I just get really excited about these things :')
So thank you for noting the physicality of their relationship. Part of it absolutely makes Katniss and Peeta's relationship look fake in comparison, because these two are very physically affectionate. I think it comes from a possessiveness on both of their parts too, they aren't leaving a question of if the other is taken/spoken for. They're also very proud I think, of each other, and that shows in the way they are physically very (for lack of better terms) touchy. It's very opposite Katniss and Peeta, especially Katniss who looks like she wants to crawl out of her skin at touch.
Thank you for the part about the dress. I wanted it to evoke like..him processing and facing things and desires he didn't know he has, and accepting that he may never see them. So if this mental image of her in this little white lace dress is the only thing he's going to have to hang on to, in imagining a life that for the very first time he is both realizing he wants and also realizing he very well could lose, he is going to cling to the feeling of that lace and the promise it represents to him.
I think touch starved is a great way to describe Clove, in the most literal and clinical sense of it. Clove loses her mother and in doing so, she loses her comfort. She is a baby who learns that crying won't matter because noone is coming to help her/comfort her, which quite literally leads to an attachment disorder. There are studies on the phenomenon, and Clove would absolutely be in the category of attachment issues because of the emotional neglect she faced. The neglect is even sadder to me with the like..consideration that her mom loved her so much, and no one continues to love and protect her in honor of the woman who loved her so. Resentment and blame falls on this toddler which leads to her being the way she is.
And so I think knowing that she is in fact not given affection after the death of her mother, even physical touch has to be a little jarring at first.
The facilitation of that by Cato I think is a gradual process. I consider that in the academy people end up with like..a partner. I think Cato and Clove as very young kids were out performing their peers, and some of the older kids. Through mixed pairing and competitions the trainers found that the ONLY competition they had was in each other. I don't think they were the first pair like this but they are one of the last. Probably when they're around twelve they're established as okay this is your training partner, this is your competition, you need to make each other better, and then ultimately you will be tributes together. At first I think they didn't like each other in terms of he was already a cocky pre teen and she was a reserved, quiet girl who didn't care about making friends she just wanted to train. The initial physical contact is the training, and then I think it becomes that sort of teasing and taunting that comes with becoming a little older. He was bigger than her and could block the doors so she had to slam into him to get past. He could hold her favorite knife over her head. She could give him a sharp jab in the ribs, or take him out by the knees. Interestingly I think the training and the positions they ended up in while physically fighting each other REALLY facilitated the natural teenage curiosity they had to have. Hands lingering on the others wrist a little too long, staying ontop of the other once they pinned each other for a few extra seconds. I think those shifts happened around 15. I think it's usually his initiation from 12-15. He's the one holding her down in practice, the one holding something so high she can't reach until she pokes his ribs..etc. The same moments of him lingering a little too long sort of...shift once they're 15. Those hands end up dragging from her arms down her sides after they've pinned her own above her head. When she's pinned him down his hands end up on her hips and hold her by the waist. The touch is shifts from innocent training to something more but still manages to maintain a playful undertone. It's gradual. From training to more, but all follow a progress from those initial physical moments in training. On that same note I think the lines blur sometimes He'll have her against the wall by the throat, but his thumb ends up running along her jaw. She'll have her hands on his shoulders with his face to the ground and her nails just sink in to skin of his back.
I think on that same note, for all they have fought in training, trained outside, he's teased her, he's touched her, he has never done anything with the intention to like aggressively harm her. Yeah, they fuck each other up in training, but thats how it goes. Thats part of the job. But he's never trying to hurt her outside of just training injuries. That's refreshing, because I don't think that can always be said. I think things get messy in the academy they train in, and he's seen her hurt and vice versa. Theres tension with all these trained kids, and they're sometimes out for blood. The same goes for her. She isn't hurting him to hurt him or because she doesn't like him. They are VERY much in the category of "noone else can hurt you, only I get to do that." Noone else in that academy can lay their hands on them with intention to hurt without risking the wrath of them both. They like to watch each other win, but they don't like the risk of harm to someone they care deeply for (even if they wont admit that). They don't want to hurt each other, beyond training and practice. And I think part of their secret affection comes from the other getting hurt, and the way they react. Someone hurts her and he's going to give that person a black eye the next day. Her knife is going to slice a little too close to skin if someone gets carried away with him. That feeds into their possession. Thats His/her partner and no-one hurts her/him but him/her. Noone touches them.
That...physicality... carried over into their love life. He doesn't ever push her too far, because I do think she has some hesitation on actual sex for a while, but he genuinely loves to actually touch her. He loves it. He's an initiator. I don't know how much detail i'm allowed to go into on tumblr but. He respects her and her boundaries.
All that to say, there is a flip in there somewhere (around 15-16) where Clove also initiates the touching. She grabs his arm to calm him down when he gets a little too carried away. She grabs him by the face and pulls him down to her. She'll snake under his arm when they're laying together. Thats a big deal, Clove beginning to take on the facilitation of touch.
Clove was not given the same comfort in touch as a child should. She has to re learn that touch is safe, and it can be comforting, and it is okay, and it can feel good. She has to learn that she is allowed to want it and to crave physical interaction with another human in a non violent way. He is the only person (save for Enobaria, really) who gets the honor of any of those things. She has to learn that touch is okay and safe, and he gets to be the one to teach her.
I'm so sorry that was so long and verbose I just love to talk about them and this au okay thank you again so so SO much ❤️
#clato#cato and clove#clato fanfic#clato fanfiction#ARWBFB tag#always remember we're burned for better tag#clato au#clove kentwell#cato hadley#the hunger games au#the hunger games fanfiction
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hi strawberry!! hope ur having a good day!! i absolutely loved ur headcanons for the main 4! they are soo cute i literally re-read them all the time 😭💗💗 do you by chance have any headcanons for butters?? <3
AAAA!!! more headcannons!!! makes my heart happy!!
cute little fun fact about me before we start- im a very indecisive person! basically meaning ive never really been able to choose a favorite character in South Park- i have way too many-
but i LOVE butters with all my heart! he’s a little guy and i wanna squish his cheeks! so of COURSE i have headcannons for him!! thank you for the ask toast <3
i hope you guys like them!
— ❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️
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Butters!
HE’S SO TICKLISH
i am so certain he is just a ball of ticklishness!
i don’t know if he’s more ticklish than kyle though!
if anything- i think they’re tied!
has the cutest laugh ever ever ever!
his laugh 100% causes cuteness aggression
(i think someone intends to tickle him for only a minute- they hear his laugh- and they literally cannot stop. HE’S TOO CUTE!)
he’s a wiggly worm!
he leans into being tickled by accident- little silly guy <33
(he’ll lean one way to avoid it just to lean into the other side by accident!)
HE HAS A TICKLISH TUMMY!
im so normal about this you guys!!!!
(butters is a human version of the pillsbury dough boy!!!)
his worst spot is his stomach!! but his armpits are pretty bad too!
HE ALSO HAS TICKLISH HANDS
like- they’re not superrrrr ticklish- but they’re ticklish!!
he learned to do his own nails for that exact reason!
(yes!!! butters likes to have painted nails sometimes!!! let him have it!!!)
he has a little hello kitty sticker on his index nail! he’s classy! he’s stylish! he’s chic!
he really likes being tickled!!
(he’s touch starved :((( )
i think he could ask to be tickled for the longest time
could being past tense!!! because- poor little guy figured out that not everyone likes being tickled!
he totally thought everyone liked it as much as he did
( [f]artman burst that bubble real quick :( )
so now he’s a little bit more shy about it!
but there are certain people that are already well aware- so they give him his fill to cheer him up <3
he makes a lot of noises- squeals, squeaks, hiccups, you name it!!
gah he is SO CUTE :(((
teasing is SO effective he can’t handle it
if you wiggle your fingers at him it’s over!!!
he already starts giggling!!
(and i means GIGGLING giggling! you’re practically already tickling him!)
he curls up like a little hedgehog!!
i also imagine he cries when he laughs too hard- and it makes his lers feel SO BAD because they think he’s actually crying
he somehow becomes even more southern when getting tickled
his faint little twang gets amplified by a billion!!
HE COVERS HIS FACE WHEN HE LAUGHS!!!
i hate to say it- but i feel like mr. stotch (i hate him >:( ) has made butters practically hate his own laugh
he apologizes sometimes while laughing :(((
BUT HIS LERS ARE SO DEDICATED TO MAKE SURE HE KNOWS HOW CUTE HIS LAUGH IS
he takes teases SO literally!!
“awww, does that tickle?” “yehehehes!!! a lohohot!!”
(i always think back to wendy’s “are you just an asshole?” line!!! this HAS to be canon!!)
raspberries are SO bad for him!
and the poor thing falls for it every! time!
“hey, you know what my favorite fruit is?” “ohohoh chrihihistmas- i knohohow yohou’ve tohohold me behehefore!! im sohohorry-i dohont rehehemember! …ahahapples?”
he is also very aware that tickling is the first resort when i comes to getting him to do something
“no! i won’t! ….oh hamburgers- you’re gonna tickle me, aren’t ya’? please don’t! im sorry fellas, really-!”
I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU GUYS :(((
and he’s such a sweet ler too!!
that’s not to say he doesn’t go all out- he definitely does!!!
but he constantly checks in! makes sure he isn’t crossing any boundaries!
surprisingly, he’s super duper teasy
“Awww! You’re just the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen!” (thing pronounced thang!!! southern bell!!)
tickles are always his go to for anything
(sometimes he looks for excuses to tickle people- just to hear their laughs!!)
he randomly pokes at people! just for funnzies!
especially Kenny- poor Kenny gets poked way too much
(butters totally does the thing where he pokes and quickly looks away, as if he isn’t the only one standing next to kenny who could’ve done it)
he has a BLAST- whether he’s a Lee or a Ler!!!
hes such a good sport about it he’s so sweet :((
“that was fun!!!”
🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓
Professor Chaos!
oh no!!! who’s this evil, totally unrelated, fiend who’s invaded my butters headcannons??
well- i guess since he’s here! we might as well!
very ticklish!!! it really works against him!
he has a little maniacal laugh that he tries to keep up while being tickled
(but that only works for like- 5 minutes! then he’s all giggles and squeals!)
his minions tickle him from time to time!!
of course- completely on accident!
(or maybe those hamsters ARE evil?!)
but he just giggles a little, catches them, and puts them back in their little balls!
getting captured by Racoon & Friends/Freedom Pals is very common!
he tries to act all macho and evil
(it never works!! doesn’t even last five seconds!)
it’s the same song and dance every single time!
“mwhahaha! you really think you can get me, Professor Chaos, to tell you where I’m conducting my next evil scheme? you are wrong!” “…” “oh! u-uh- you think you can resort to c-childish antics, huh? w-well! i-im not ticklish! s-so, yeah!!”
hes very dedicated to his character!!
he does this little silly thing where…sometimes…he forgets what info he’s supposed to confess
sometimes he gets lucky!
(mysterion or toolshed quickly whisper in his ear what hes supposed to say- and he goes along with it!)
but sometimes…he gets stuck with Racoon & Friends
(they don’t care if he can remember or not- they just tickle him until he remembers again)
BUT HE ALWAYS GETS THEM BACK!
this evil evil guy is the most evil evil ler in South Park!!
(ooooooo! scary!)
professor chaos’ super evil super effective interrogation!
(he calls it “Interronation”!)
wether it’s because he physically can’t pronounce it or that he’s just clueless is for you to decide! it’s both!
tickling is his only resort. if it doesn’t work?
…well- that’s never happened before- so he doesn’t have a backup plan!
but he goes ALL OUT
he has feathers, he has hairbrushes, he has a pair of The Racoon’s claws (he stole them >:D) anything that you think could be used to tickle a person- HE HAS IT!
he keeps it all in a little teal lunchbox (it has cute little stars!!!) that he got from his mom
(sure, he doesn’t use it for lunch, but it’s getting used!!)
but strawberry!! isnt it impractical to have to carry around a lunchbox?
yes! yes it is!
that’s why he also has a cute little tool belt with little slots to put everything in!
it’s made out of tinfoil! (he made it himself <3)
and he has spares in the back of his closet!! jusssst in case!
he teases a BUNCH
“i think someone’s gonna have to give up soon…you seem really ticklish here…”
he says the word “tickle” and all its many variations millions and billions of times
mostly because it’s super effective!!
(but also because he thinks it’s a fun word to say!!)
he also sings a little while he does- he’s silly!!
“🎶 i think someone’s ticklish! 🎶”
he makes every single time a new experience
(like, he starts every time brand new- as if he’s “discovering” each spot for the first time all over again!)
but, despite the fact that he’s an evil evil guy (ive mentioned he’s evil right?) he’s still super sweet
he stops every now and then, does a quick check in!
thats some of the only times you’ll see him break character- it’s so cute
“…ya’ good, Kenny?” “whahat?” “are you okay? can ya’ breathe-? do ya’ need water?” “…uhuh…nohoho?” “and what about here? is it okay that im tickling you here?” “uh…yehehah?” “oh! oh goodie! …round two!”
and he has waters on hand!! he buys the jumbo packs!
(you know? the little mini water bottles with the little motivational quotes on them? those little ones!)
the little evil guy doesn’t really have the heart to hurt anyone- he just likes hearing his friends laugh!!!
deep down he knows they’re gonna get him back a million times worse but it’s all in good fun! so he doesn’t mind!
all is fair in love and superhero civil war!
#south park tickles#strawberry hcs#lee butters#ler butters#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK TOAST IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG🥹#butters is so adorable 🥹 i love this little guy#he deserves so much!!!! he deserves to giggle and laugh and be all cute!!!#please matt and trey? pretty please? with a cherry on top?
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hi!! 😎 anon here!!! So um I am here to request fluff hcs with kenny!!! Like kenny actually NOT!! Being all sexy with the reader, but I know damn well he still gonna make sexual jokes😭 but just some casual fluff hcs please and thank you!!!! Take your time your very beautiful and awsome!!!💕💕
STOP UR SO SWEET IM GONNA CRY
ALSO IM SORRY THIS TOOK ME A WHILE IVE BEEN BUSY WITH KEVIN STOLEY BRAINROT......
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kenny is always so protective over you that it's a little creepy sometimes. he's not trying to be weird or anything it's just??? he's been hurt so many times by so many different things that he just can't help but worry if it might happen to you too!!
going back to him being a little creepy, he really doesn't know what he's doing when it comes to romance. most of his attempts, especially early in the relationship, is just him trying things he's seen in cheesy movies.
it's usually hit or miss whether it's cute or not. like one time he could get you a cute bouquet of flowers and then the next day he'd break in through your window and watch you sleep just because he saw it in a movie.....
I MEAN HES TRYING HIS BEST?!? but he takes too much advice from cartman tbh
but like when he gets over his cute little "always having to impress you" phase, he's a lot sweeter and genuine!!
he's a lot more confident in himself and it's the cutest thing ever!! small and cute dates, handmade gifts, casual compliments, and constant affection
he gets the biggest wave of pure joy and love from the smallest bit of affection from you. he is incredibly touch starved, so he practically jumps for joy everytime you hold his hand /hj
no but like seriously he LOVES PDA and showing you off,,, it makes him feel so special when you show him off too
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exposing myself on the internet for a character assignment go brrrrr
also: *sweats in aroace*
Okay so I possess a distinct lack of hobbies because ✨ mental illness ✨ and also I am a total hikkineet. I do however, have less active hobbies like drawing, painting, reading/writing. I do enjoy rewatching Musicals from my childhood whenever I’m feeling down or generally empty. Some faves would be “The Sound Of Music”, “Mary Poppins” and “Anastasia”. Ya boi likes singing along with em even though I am terrible at it hehe ❤️
God okay. My personality. Uhh. I have a lot of feelings (and cry a lot) and I am extremely affection starved so show me positive attention and compliment me and I am fucking worshipping the ground you walk on so.. affectionate? I guess. Also Kind of quiet. I’m in my head a lot, and I have anxiety about voicing my opinion and thoughts to people. Especially irl. I’ll usually just remain silent or provide a few comments but otherwise mainly a listener. But if it’s a special interest and I can see that you are actively listening to me instead of waiting for me to stop talking I’ll turn into a walking Encyclopedia about Said thing. I do love physical affection but only when I am in the mood for it lol.
Giving love language is acts of service and gift giving (flashbacks to the time I offered to buy you something even though we barely knew each other). Receiving love language is words of affirmation probably idk i have 3 irl Friends outside of Family so my experience on the matter is limited.
Also people who are audibly/visibly angry will set off my fight/flight/freeze response and I will physically distance myself from them due to discomfort/fear. I’d also definitely go non-verbal as a result. This would be a time where touching me could result in a panic attack/me just crying lmao
Okay bare with me here because I have never actively considered my type so I’m only really thinking about it now
Type wise, perhaps someone kind but firm, I’d say? I lack a lot of motivation, self-discipline and self-respect, so a partner who is gentle, accomodating and understanding of my situation but isn’t afraid to call bullshit when they see it would definitely be preferable. Also direct communication because I CANNOT read between the lines. And.. someone who would go places with me. Not even for like the cute coupley things like Dates and Shopping or whatever (though that would be great too) but literally as a Support Person for stressful situations like dentists, doctors and other such appointments. Lord knows I need it because I stutter so badly when talking to strangers irl and stare straight at the ground and go silent when I inevitably become embarrassed at my lack of social skills💀 I don’t really have a strong preference for any hobbies a partner might have, but it would be cool to watch musicals together. And dress up and stuff. Maybe even cosplay. Idk just Indulging in each others hobbies would be fun. Also I struggle with like, mobile(?) communication and find it difficult to take the initiative to start text convos or call people, so they’d need to take the lead on that otherwise I may accidentally end up ghosting them. Not maliciously, but as I said, ya boy is stuck in his own little world a lot.
Also my favourite colour is green! HEX Code : #9AEEC8 (this probably wasn’t necessary but teehee)
And if a partner can’t handle spice I will constantly give them shit for it but in an affectionate way ❤️
(THIS WAS SO LONG IM SO SORRY IDK HOW TO SHUT UP WHEN PPL GIVE ME ATTENTION 😭)
THIS IS PERFECT ACTUALLY U GAVE A LOT OF DETAILS VERY IMPORTANT DETAILS AND THAT MAKES RHE JOB WAY EASIER!!
I match you with...
ROOK HUNT let me start this off by saying that this can be taken in both a platonic or romantic way and that in either way u and rook are like made for eachother im serious like u two are fucking inseparable, rook absolutely adores everything about you, you two have A LOT in common and he LIVES for it, rook and you can constantly be found almost sobbing over eachother and how much you mean to eachother, you two are so close people consider u both goals (couple or friendship it's up to u). rook is absolutely sure you two are soulmates he has never felt so connected to someone like he feels connected to you
rook loves spending time with you he adores talking to you even if to other ppl it might seem like he's being ignored rook knows he isn't he knows that you are listening intently to him and he loves it, most people hate it when he starts talking to them since he talks A LOT but you? you don't mind it! you stay there and listen to him ramble and sometimes even join him! rook always feel so warm when he manages to make you feel safe enough to ramble and infodump him and he'll be very happy if you allow him to do the same in exchange you two have a lot of interests in common and love talking about them to ppl that actually care so this normally ends w u both talking for hours non-stop and not even noticing as time goes by (not u two talking about vil for 5 hours straight)
rook absolutely adores your works, wether it's a drawing, a painting or a piece u wrote he'll love to see it, he could spend hours talking about your works seriously it became one of his special interests his ur number 1 fan now he'll always hype you up and even do some of them with you (like painting and reading together etc)
rook swears he can feel his heart exploding in his heart when u give him a gift this man won't stop smiling as he goes on and on about how much he absolutely adores you and how much he loves the gift and how he's so honored and happy to receive something like that and there's literal tears on his eyes as he does so, rook feels so happy when you offer to help him too, it means he gets more time to spend with you! and rook loves spending time with you<3
if you like words of affirmation than rook is the man for you, this man constantly writes poems about you and the special connection you two share and even though he has written multiple of them somehow they never ever look the same it's always so fresh as if it was his first time writing something like that, it also never fails to make you smile rook is very observant so he'll def know what makes you smile and he WILL be making a LOT of use of his privileged knowledge
rook knows how you get when someone is mad and being loud about it so whenever rook feels an situation escalating he'll immediately take you away from it and make sure you're okay, if rook ever happens to arrive to late he'll do his best to help you calm down, rook is super patient and even if you go non-verbal rook somehow still always know what to say and what to do, if you like company in times like these rook will not leave your side, he'll constantly be making sure you're feeling alright and comfortable and paying attention to your body language if you can't speak
rook will always encourage you to try new things at the same time he'll immediately take you out of any situations that make you extremely uncomfortable, for rook it isn't easy to trust people, however he trusts you, and he wants you to trust him back so he wants to be there for you, to show you he will always be by your side to support you and he wishes that you feel the same towards him
if you want to talk to someone or ask for anything but you're too nervous because they're a stranger rook will offer himself to do it for you, he has no problems doing that for you, rook would never shame anyone for not having good social skills because rook himself used to be very shy as a kid and he understands how hard it can be to talk to strangers
rook LOVES to watch and re-watch musicals with you! it's one of his favorite things to do, rook feels so happy when he's watching a musical you two like by your side he truly wishes that moments like these lasted forever, because there is no place rook would rather be than by your side
other possibilities: vil ( u two are like made for eachother seriously as i read ur info i was like omfg it makes sense why you love vil so much) lilia, cater & malleus
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Oh Sam and Quackity would DEFINITELY get more openly playful with Dream once they’re both on the same page :) Cuddle piles become a regular occurrence when they’re alone, and so do tickle piles. Sam usually acts as part of the mattress to lay the prisoner against while Quackity does the actual tickling, but he’ll sometimes get some spots while Quackity gets others, or he’ll hold Dream’s hands and squeeze them while Quackity presses kisses (or, when he’s feeling a bit meaner, nibbles and raspberries) into his tummy, or he’ll even switch things up and have Dream cling to Quackity like a koala while the duck hybrid reciprocates the hug to hold him still — a position that leaves Dream’s legs fully splayed out and vulnerable for Sam to mess with.
Both of them spend these sessions cooing at him, too, bantering back and forth about what shade of red they’re making him (“That’s cherry, not scarlet!”), who can do a better job (“I make him laugh harder than you!” “You always make him cry!”), what sorts of things they’d like to do to him (“I wanna kiss his tummy next. Look how it’s all quivery and shy!” “Really? You don’t want to knuckle his ribs? Look at them, they’re practically begging for it!”) and — of course — how cute he is (“Man, I wish you’d smile like this all the time.”)
Dream has no idea how to feel about this change considering that it coincides with talk about upcoming torture techniques. He doesn’t like the fact that any physical touch nowadays is enough to make him melt immediately: he was starved of it for so long, and now it’s always so gentle he can’t help but move to soak in it. Or more accurately, he doesn’t like that he likes it, because he knows that it’s going to be taken away sooner or later. (At least Quackity and Sam haven’t noticed yet, he thinks.)
:((((( nawwwww dweamieee. i see you’re touching on the idea of dream not being too fond of his new vulnerabilities 🙌🏼 an absolute favourite theme of mjne :D
im gonna post your other ask about eating habits here in case some people don’t want to read about food (tw // eating + body image changes below the “🥐🥐🥐”
(but also cute discussion below first 😁)
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there would be so many things that would change dream in ways that would cause him to think of himself as weaker. like apart from the very obvious lack in strength, stamina and agility (which he’d experience in sam’s wrestling + cuddle sessions), but also the fact that he’s touch starved, craving human affection,, and would have lost most of his muscle mass. he’d barely recognise himself in the mirror. and i feel would constantly forget that he’s not as fit as he once was
but omg i am so heckin thrilled to hear that he gets good baths and diets 😭 and my goodddd it’s so cool that tickly cuddle piles kinda combine two major vulnerability things that he’d experience into one (adorable appearance + melting into affection)
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i feel cdream is emotionally sound enough to be able to accept himself for losing weight in prison,, and would be able to logically understand why he’d be craving touch. but that doesn’t mean that he’d be any happier about it all,, and it certainly doesn’t mean that he’s going to attempt to move on from his ‘weak phase’ as soon as he can. it also would probably not have been ‘part of the plan’ to reach such a state post-prison, that he can’t even exercise his way up to full strength. and in fact instead ends up just looking even more weak and vulnerable
i love the idea of quackity and sam cooing over him in a cuddle pile,, and just gently trying to help him accept that the changes he’s undergoing are good. the kisses on his most insecure spots 🥺 because yes,, how frustrating it would be for him that by gaining weight and losing his frail appearance, he ends up looking more squishy and adorable instead…
and yes this one always kills me,, another one of dream’s perceived weakness is that when getting all these compliments, coos and tickles,, is that he can’t help but melt into it :(( like even though he’d understand why he’d be logically enjoying the tickly cuddle sessions,, it wouldn’t mean that he wouldn’t despise how weak it makes him him feel. like he can’t help but melt into the tickles and coos. he can’t help his blush. he can’t help but fluster when sam and quackity tell him he’s cute. he despises the lack of control and yet simultaneously craves the escape and reassurance :((
it kinda links back to the time skip ahead that you were talking about,, where dream tries to claim that sam was just treating him like a little stress toy or something,, like trying to play it off that he hated it. and yet despite everything he hates missing it even more. it was nice, he just struggles to come to terms with it.
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#sorry if my thoughts are still jumbledddd#my heaaaddd#i love theseeeee#llama asks#soup the destroyer#Soups Time Travel AU#hope that’s ok that i out your other ask in here!!#can be touchy subjects for some :( but are also so cool to talk about in terms of the lore
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dedicated to my bestie ale (bay) @satisfactooru for her bday,, i’m sorry this is late but i wanted to make something cute for you 😭💗 ily girlie <3
written portion:
if there’s one thing you hate about dating long distance, it’s the fact that your boyfriend isn’t here to protect you from anything. grabbing a random pair of shoes, you make your way down the hall.
reaching the front door, there’s another sound of crashing and you squeal before throwing one shoe, then the other.
“ow!”
“ow!”
you straighten up, brow creased as you recognize the voice.
“tooru?”
“no, it’s not me,” he clears his throat before lowering—or attempting to—his voice. “it’s a ghost.”
you scoff before flipping on the light switch, and low and behold, your boyfriend is standing in your living room.
“what are you doing here?” you breathe, still shocked from seeing him. he looks good, skin sunkissed from his time in argentina. your eyes lower to the ground where several wrapped presents lay scattered.
“what’s this?” you pick up a wrapped box, and oikawa quickly snatches it from you.
“it was supposed to be a surprise,” he pouts, “but now you ruined it.”
you laugh, popping a hand on your hip. “you, or the presents?”
he takes a second to register your question but then beans proudly. “me, of course!”
you both laugh before you feel yourself cry and oikawa panics at the sight before he’s hovering over you.
“i’m sorry! don’t cry! i promise i actually got you a gift! well, multiple actually!”
“that’s not why i’m crying,” you wipe your eyes, “i just…i missed you a lot, tooru.”
oikawa relaxes before pulling you tight in his arms, his hands smooth over your hair and kisses your forehead. “i missed you too. happy birthday, mi amor.”
the two of you hold each other solemnly and oikawa talks about his trip from argentina to japan. you nod, listening to him ramble as he holds you tightly.
“your hair is nice, by the way. you look beautiful.” he murmurs, noting your new haircut. you hadn’t shown him yet, feeling a little embarrassed at the new style since it’s so foreign right now.
“it’s awful.” you grumble, burying you face in his chest. “i can’t wait for it to grow back.”
“it’s fine, what do you mean?” he says, “you always look so cute.” he tilts your head to the side before you feel his lips nibble your neck. “and now it’s a lot easier to access this.”
“pervert.” you scold, punching his side. he fake whines and rubs his side.
“i’m not going to give you your gifts if you’re just going to abuse me.” he threatens.
you laugh, shrugging. “i’m sorry, tooru.” you kiss his cheek and smile, “but honestly i think you’re the best and only gift i need.”
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“iwa-chan! why do you look so angry?” oikawa looks up from where both of you lay on iwaizumi’s sofa.
“if you two were just going to canoodle on my couch you could’ve stayed at home.” iwaizumi says, his expression one of disgust. the expression holds no actual harm and you see the softness behind the shorter man’s eyes. he wouldn’t tell either of you, but he was glad to see both of you reunited.
“sorry haji,” you say, trying to sit up but being pulled down—again—by oikawa. “he’s really clingy when he’s touch starved.”
oikawa looks at you with offense. “hey! so are you! you wouldn’t get your hands off me earlier when we—”
you cover his mouth. “okay, that’s enough! just lay back down now.” but of course, the only thing the brunette wants to do is be petty and ignore you.
you dig yourself under his arms, clinging onto him tightly. “fine i’m sorry, i am clingy. like right now.”
oikawa finally meets your touches and kisses your shoulder. “apology accepted.”
the sound of a phone going off grabs both of your attentions and eyes look to iwaizumi.
“did you just take a picture of us?” oikawa asks.
iwaizumi shrugs, “maybe i did, maybe i didn’t.” a smirk is creeping to his face. “what’s it to you?”
oikawa waves him away before saying. “just send the photo to me, iwa-chan.”
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Brownie
Tsumu just moving to the MSBY dorms, living by himself for the first time and gets a little homesick, right?
He remembers the brownies he used to bake with Samu and Ma and decides that’s what he’ll do. So he goes to the combini to look for ingredients and sees a mix box of “Homemade brownies”.
It looks simpler than cooking and against all mental warnings saying this is probably pretty bad, he buys it and goes home to bake it. It’s easy alright and the kitchen is soon filled with the nice aroma of chocolate. This attracts a hungry Bokuto.
“Whatcha baking, Tsum-Tsum?”
“Just some brownies”
Bokuto licks his lips.
“I love brownies! Can I have som-” before he finishes the sentence, however, he glances at the mix box still on top of the counter. Then, he suddenly changes his tone. “You know what, Tsum-tsum? I forgot I have stuff to do…” he says, scratching the back of his head and stepping back to his room. “See you later!”
Atsumu rolls his eyes.
Bokuto is a well known exaggerator so the brownie is probably not as bad as his actions say right?
Atsumu takes the brownie out of the oven and it looks pretty.
“Come on, something /this/ pretty can’t taste too bad, right?”
Wrong.
God Atsumu wanted to spill it the moment it touched his tongue. It was too greasy and tasted like a chocolate bar from the 90’ your mother had on the kitchen counter and you accidentally ate as a child.
“Well if ya haven’t done that as a child, ya can just taste this fucking brownie.”
Atsumu though to himself, regretting every cent he spent on this shit. He stares at it, defeated.
He doesn’t want to eat it but Atsumu has been educated to not throw food away. He knows both his mother and his brother will sense it and come all the way here to kick his ass both for buying a boxed brownie mix and for not eating it all.
Atsumu takes another bite and he wants to cry.
This wasn’t helping his homesickness. Actually this was making things worse: reminding him how living by himself gave him freedom, of course, but at the high price of having to learn adulting in the hard way.
He stares at the brownie, gathering courage to eat one more bite when he hears someone entering the kitchen.
Atsumu looks over his shoulder to find a sleepy Sakusa. The man walks directly to the counter and grabs the box. He chuckles and looks at Atsumu, pointing at the box. “A lie, isn’t it?”
Atsumu watches Sakusa carefully.
The same Sakusa that called him a germ all the time, the same one that never really talked to anyone and had a permanent (cute) frown in his face was now smiling at Atsumu and giggling because of a box of brownie mix.
Atsumu wanted to come up with a reply of any sort but couldn’t. He was too chocked by Kiyoomi not being aggressive when talking to him.
“I mean the box. They say it’s just like homemade but that’s bullshit. You know I can’t cook for shit right so I once wanted to surprise my mom and cook her something sweet. I bought this cause it said ‘homemade brownies’ and it was the worst brownie of my whole life! My mom couldn’t even pretend she liked it but she said it was the maker’s fault for lying on the box. Then she took me to a bakery To get real brownies.”
Kiyoomi spoke naturally, softly, so out of tone for him. Atsumu couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Well, I’ll keep in mind that I have been fooled but honestly I feel like Bruce Brogtrotter from that Matilda movie only instead of eating delicious cake I am Eating this shit.”
Sakusa frowned, his face resembling his usual self a little more.
“Can’t you just throw it away?”
“Omi do ya know how many people starve every day?”
“And you eating that monstrosity will help them how exactly?”
Kiyoomi crossed his arms and leaned back Into the kitchen counter, a defying look on his face.
“‘m not sure but I know throwing good food away will immediately summon Samu from wherever hellhole he is now ta kick my ass. I’m not looking forward to that.”
“Well, first of all that thing does NOT qualify as ‘good food’. And I am sure Osamu-san is not monitoring your every step.”
“Ya wouldn’t get it, Omi-kun, it’s a twin thing.”
Atsumu said, holding his head in his hands and growling frustratedly.
Kiyoomi rolls his eyes and walks to where Atsumu is seated. He grabs the brownie and starts walking away with it.
“In that case, let me do it. I am sure whatever twin thing you have with Osamu-san will not work on me.”
Before Atsumu could complain, the disaster of a brownie was already on the garbage can. He opened his mouth to speak But Kiyoomi held a hand up, effectively asking him not to say anything.
“Keep whatever comment you have to yourself. Go get a jacket, I am taking you to eat /real/ brownies.”
Atsumu couldn’t hold back.
“Did an OVNI abducted ya or something? Are ya an alien pretending to be Omi?”
“Shut up Miya. Just go get the jacket before I change my mind.”
Sakusa’s tone seemed annoyed but Atsumu could see his small smile.
If it meant having brownies with Omi, maybe buying an awful brownie mix was not all bad.
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Hello, how are you doing?🌷💓🌞
omgggg lenora you're backkkk hiiiii 🥰🥰💞💗 i missed seeing you on the dash the past weeks so much 💕💕💕🫂
i'm doing good right now actually! (putting a read more here in hindsight because of the ramble lmaoooo)
i'm doing a course to start taking driving classes. which... happens to be in the evening so that does kind of suck actually. but yk exciting to finally get it out of the way! and i'm also almost done with it by now, there's only this week (including the weekend uhm) and part of next week left and then i'll have a normal schedule again akdfhad
(i usually have an atrocious sleep schedule but somehow being out until almost 10 and having to eat dinner then is fucking it up even more. good to know a bad sleep schedule can always be worse if you try hard enough🙏, maybe that'll finally motivate me to improve it when i'm done with the course crying)
and i'm also crossing some things off the list of chores no one in the family has done in ages since i've accepted they're not happening otherwise. like taking my grandma's cat who didn't see a vet in almost 10 years to one last week and she shockingly didn't try to kill me!! (surprising because she's genuinely insane. there's baby photos of her trying to bite people's arteries open. i love her and she has issues. she's cute too, no matter how many of my relatives think she's butt ugly, it adds to her charm. she does look weird tho i admit that. also really fat, big girl, i had to buy a whole new carrier to even fit her into it 😭) big fat cat who hunts mice for fun, looks weird as hell, loves biting people and is also the most touch starved cuddly cat i know, she contains multitudes
she's fine but i'll have to take her again in a few weeks, i'm convinced she'll return to her killer roots now that she remembers what a transport carrier looks like. but i'll just be optimistic about it until her teeth are in my arm 👍
byproduct of that is also that i'm trying to exposure therapy my way through my crippling fear of making phone calls to officials and doctors and so on. thanks insane cat of my grandma 💗 it's a process but it's definitely getting easier
also side effect from all that is that i haven't really been on tumblr much the past 2 weeks either (i mean i say that, i am actually still on here but i usually just scroll and don't have time to reblog/post when i'm on the go. tumblrina is a chronic condition for me i fear)
but there's also not been that much production news for ST or anything i could have missed out on so good timing :D
this is kind of a ramble of what i've been up to adfkjadfj how are You?💞 it's so nice to have you back on the dashhhh
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daily updates of thoughts while reading crimson rivers
afterthoughts::
this was so beautifully written and well plotted, it had some of the best scenes and dialogues, and had me swooning, in shock, all of that
(particularly regulus') character development!!! insane!!! this has left me unsatiable, jegulus has me in a chokehold
oh the romance was so sweet, and ever so rewarding after all of the hurt, both jegulus and wolfstar
my only complaint is that its way too long like i lost so much sleep over this, at the end i was so impatient i kept skipping all the side characters povs cos i just wanted to be done with it
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day 1. 10% (games just started)
it took 80k words to get to the start of the games .... what did i get myself into. and i saw tiktoks going like the jegulus WEDDING ?!?!?!?!?! love it when sirius cannot form coherent sentences around remus, but he needs some distraction they literally have the worse luck ever. I'm so glad they dont have horrible communication issues, maybe because theyre all about to die.
oh and if the jegulus parting 'present' wasnt the saddest way to separate especially since they think theyre going to die
aside, i keep comparing sirius to quackity in that hunger games fic and then i remember how much better the dsmp fanfics were especially since i can actually recall the details after like 2 years. back when i thought 100k+ was a long fic oh how naive
so so far, pretty good, im invested in the story enough to not be bored but not THAT invested
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day 2. 31% (games ended, just before interview)
im fuckin invested. why whyyyy so much pain. regulus never fails to be the most hurt in any room aye. and james being touch starved?!? i lived for that shit.
why was it that reading about the games was so thrilling. the life/death oml give my boys a fucking break. they're out now and still no comfort, the only break theyre getting is a break up wtf!!
asides about the games, james was just a dumbass about peter, evan my beloved as always (and glad that the author shares that sentiment), and what the fuck regulus just realising at the end that he had nothing to live for if james died asfhhdsjjfsgjjf
why the fuck was i not satisfied with reading cute one shots or 100k fics,,, the length of this, i don't want to sleep i don't want to eat god help me with this addiction
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day 3. 60% (second games started)
honestly the lack of a mcd tag is the only thing getting me through this. the hope!! i relate to regulus so much on that.
and that's also the only reason im forgiving them for all being fucking IDIOTS and not making the most of their time together. now is the time to profess your love and get your spine realigned my darlings
why is there literally a force field preventing james and regulus from being happy together??? well im not complaining too much because that means that anything they do now is extra special. regulus not being able to resist james??? gahhh im gone.
also them having tea together and actually starting to heal oh theyre so sweet they dont deserve that cruel world.
they literally chose the worst time ever to make up, at least they did at some point, but man they really confessed and got engaged right before... probable death...
oh the amount of pain my poor boys are going through, i wish they can all escape and live in some cozy domestic paradise with everyone they love. but they have to suffer first otherwise the happiness in the end doesn't count for anything.
oh. my. god. CRYING regulus trying to get sirius to kill him and then going soft at the last moment, and i can't believe sirius almost got baited like that and was really about to kill him. but REGULUS, oh my, my sweet gentle boy, he tried so hard, and the aftermath left everyone in fucking pieces.
it is 2.30am, and it takes literally half an hour to make a 2% dent, and i am HOOKED
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day 4. 80% (healing at phoenix)
regulus is on his way to being my favourite and it's entirely cos he's so angsty and unhinged. following through with all of his threats??? fucking hilarious, and his desperate love confessions and having a meltdown every 2 seconds. hes a wreck GET HELP.
sirius, such a literal icon, i strive for his level of don't give a fuck. "what pasta"?!?! my god i love him. hes so gone on remus its sickening. when dumbles asked for his blood, sirius being possessive?!?! if i was remus i would have folded right then and there, literally sold, this man owns him
james high and being obsessed with regulus the angel?!!! im swooning, literal heart attack material. best scene so far.
i love regulus' character development, hes levelled up to be james' first man. goodbye sirius but tbh he has more than enough problems on his own. oh jegulus is so achingly sweet i will not shut up about it. this is the reward after reading through so much couples angst. they love each other so much IM CRYING, the way regulus looked after him after the rescue mission, in all the ways that James didn't after the first games, oh they're finally together and happy, i would die for them.
i am PISSED at how long this fic is. the amount of nothing that I've done these past few days to read this, after this im going to exclusively read one shots for a whole entire week.
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day 5. 100%
sirius dissociating on the roof and remus sitting with him, im sobbing
yeah im deadass sick of the comfort now, theyve had too much that its not special anymore. i just want it to end already.
jegulus finally getting their dream life and dancing by the fireplace,,,, aaaand theyre getting married ahhhhh, my boys,, theyve come so far, i have no words
james holding regulus in bed while they watch the rain to help with his aquaphobia?!!! if thats not the most angsty romantic beautiful scene ever, im in love
why is it so fucking funny that james gets high from getting railed with a dagger to his throat, like legit my man CANNOT even form thoughts anymore hes so far gone 🤐
happily married with 4 kids, its too perfect, domestic, im in shock
aaand guess what im finally finally finished. that took way too long, reading fanfiction should be a full time job.
im never reading anything over 200k in the near future, that was way too much emotional commitment.
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Entry 32
21/11/2023 00:01
Well, I guess its official now… alone again… or im gonna be her ocasional booty call, which i guess isnt bad, i just have to manage my expectations with her, have a purely sexual non romantic relationship…
I honestly took it better than i thought it would, i dont know if i remembered to mention it but on the day i made the booty call realization and i was running late to school i got angry at traffic as per usual, and after straight up screaming at a dumbass driver in the middle of the road i started crying really hard in my car, and i guess i got all of my sadness out at that point, which i guess is better than suffering for a long time. Still it makes me question if i actually loved her if i got over her so easily… i guess love is a strong word for someone ive talked with only on a couple days on pretty much exlusively sexual topics, maybe i grieved on thoughts of what could be maybe i was really sad for losing her and im overthinking it
its not like all hope is lost though i guess, theres still that slight chance that she suddenly got 1 morbillion surgeries back to back and when shes done with those shell have time for me again, or maybe i should stop making fanfics in my head and accept ive been ghosted/only being used for sex with increasing rarity.
I really wish i wasnt the one that has to start conversations with people, i talked to a couple people for non sexual purpose, and it kinda sucks that i have to be the one that starts conversations, or else theyll just die off, i wish i could have someone text me… asking about me… caring for me… I hate grabbing my phone and seeing no notifications, except for reddit comments and shit I changed the notifications for J and the 1 (one) time i got to hear it made me so happy. Maybe i really should talk with my cousin again, even if i was not her first option someone to talk to/only when everyone else was busy and was just used to just go talk about her problems..ugh nvm im not really remembering those memories very fondly..but still maybe i should send her a text.. or wait for her to try to call me again, though it has been a couple months since we talked, and even if going out just to talk isnt exactly my cup of tea i guess its still healthy of me to talk to her instead of just stewing on my sadness alone
I wish i could go back to being happy while alone. I dont know what happened to me for me to get fucked up like this… Ive been talking a bit with some guys in college, but its very little social stimulation, and is really boosting my impostor syndrome, maybe i should just get a job and get off this fucking place… what am i saying, how could me relocating and leaving the confort i have here help in any possible way… I gotta learn to be more independent as well, I cooked by myself the other day, which was easier than i thought, so thats good news at least i guess… though it was just boiled pasta and scrambled eggs, but its a step in the right direction.
i wonder how long itll take for me to find someone again… another half year? maybe a full year this time? would i even be able to manage that? im starting to get really sensitive to any cute couple stuff online..
seeing this https://www.reddit.com/r/RoleReversal/comments/17xfnhx/daydreams_of_being_able_to_pick_my_partner_up/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3 really ruined my day when i saw it…
Maybe i should just bite the bullet and try to meet people irl.. as scary as it is and as clueless on what to do as i am. thing is i suck at talking face to face with people, im so fucking akward, and its hard for me to make conversation on normal topics. but i dont think an online relationship would be as good as a physical one, especially with how touch starved i am. Ideally wed meet online first and then go irl, but its rely hard to meet someone from nearby on the internet… besides D i guess
I should just jump off a fucking bridge shouldnt I? what the fuck am i even doing here? im just in college because i dont want to work, i probably wont be able to function as an adult when i graduate, I got no friends to enjoy life with and im sick of living under my parents roof but i wouldnt last a day outside of it…what the hell do i even do? all i want from life is happiness and for some reason i cant even have that, i dont even know if its socializing thatll help me. sometimes after leaving classes and having conversations with people im anxious to run off and be left alone, so if its not that what is? have deeper conversations? have more casual conversations? have conversations that arent school related? well i guess that could help, the one time i talked of a non school topic it was enjoyable. But its hard for me to do that as well, i cant initiate it because im scared of being annoying, sometimes when i crack a joke with my db group it falls really flat, which obviously doesnt mean i should stop making jokes overall, i should maybe just save them to a diferent audience, but my self esteem is already in the shit and this doesnt help, plus theres a really funny guy that for some reason i really want to try to be as funny as, maybe i just want to be as confident as him, it definetly wouldnt hurt to be a sad sack of shit that constantly pities himself.
Wow just realized i mentioned all the women that hurt me this year lol…well majorly hurt because i trusted them, ignoring the fucking findommers and the people that ignored me and the infamous we dont vibe based on the opening sentence you sent me. why did i go look at my fucking pathetic chat history, what is wrong with me, i know itd just make me more upset and i went to check anyway
I might repost my ad again when im 100% sure J has ghosted me since its been the most successful experiences ive had, even if they ended in hearbreak, maybe third times the charm. I should probably try to change it this time, its a miracle a shitty ad like mine caught any attention at all especially from 2 wonderfull girls like them. Ill just keep trying more femdom personals and stuff, though ive really lost a lot of motivation for trying to talk with people
Fuck me i spent an hour and a half writing this shit when i was suposed to be writing the db report, god i hate my useless ass
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lovesick/obsession writing prompts🌹💌
Trigger Warning!!!! Mentions of manipulation, g0re, bl00d, etc. (Potential yandere themes)
Sorry for posting this haha 😬
dialogue prompts:
"I'll be yours, no matter what."
"How did I ever get so lucky…?"
"I'm in such pain every second we're apart."
"Thinking about you is my favorite hobby..."
"I would hurt myself much more if it meant you would take care of me."
"I need you more than I need air to breathe."
"I will love you until the day I'm dead."
"After I'm done with you, your thoughts will be plagued by me."
"You deserve the entire world's attention!!"
"I've completely dedicated myself to you, why can't you do the same?"
"I actually went to see you last night… you didn't notice, but you looked so cute!"
"I don't want to hurt you, honey."
"If they ever become a problem, let me know. Okay, love?"
"The emotions you make me feel are too special, we must be destiny."
"The next time they touch you, I'll cut their wretched limbs off."
"I want to tell you how much I love you until my throat starts bleeding."
"All I want is to see that smile!"
"I would only hurt you if you really wanted me to."
"Take out all your anger on me; as long as I get your attention, I don't care!"
"I want to be yours, hold me tightly forever!"
"I'm always willing to go further with you..."
"Nobody needs to know."
"I'll gouge your eyes out myself so that the last thing you see is my face~!"
"Don't you dare leave me alone."
"Your blood looks so pretty…"
"Don't say such things about yourself, you angel-!"
"I know all there is to know about you, my love."
"I am jealous. I'm so horribly jealous."
"I will change into the person you desire… you deserve the best."
"I want to taste you, to breathe you, to be smothered by you…!"
"Please, make me bleed."
"Controlling all these emotions is just too hard."
"I can't lose this feeling, I can't lose you!"
"Isn't it romantic~?"
"Hit me. You'll feel better."
"I feel like I'm losing my mind-!"
"I can't calm down."
"My heart just won't stop p-pounding."
"I'm madly in love with you!!"
"I'm drowning in your scent…"
"Beautiful baby! So lovely, so breathtaking! Captivating! Alluring!"
etc:
Staring, watching, fantasizing
Confusion, denial, refusal
Worship, hopeless devotion, smothering
Endless praise, compliments, obsession, hyperfixation
Vulnerability, weakened senses
Choking, emotional manipulation
Decapitated body parts, explicit gore
Praise, idolization, drugging
Crying, struggling, infatuation
Stalking, hunting, trespassing
Erotomania; delusional disorder that causes a person to believe that their fate requires a certain relationship
Possessive, violent, clingy
Sobbing, begging, pleading, praying
Starving, craving, aching
#my writing#lovesick#writing prompt#writing tips#obsession#obsessiveness#oc prompt#oc character#villain prompt#unrequited romance#unrequited crush#unrequited love#yandere#yandere prompts#love prompts#writing#triggering themes#yancore#character design#character development#1k#loser post
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How the Obey Me! boys would react to MC cuddling them for the first time.
Lucifer
When you asked, he instantly thought “You wanna have sex?” And no, Luci…But what if..~ I’m kidding.
He likes being the big spoon, protecting you at all costs with his toned chest at your back.
When you wake up, he’s awake, waiting for you. He doesn’t wanna let you go until you’re ready.
Loves when you take ahold of his hands and guides him. At first, he doesn’t really know what to do. He’s never done this before.
P.S., Please. If you wake up in the middle of the night..DONT LOOK AT THE SKELETON.
Mammon
“Fine! Only cause ya asked! I-It’s not like I want to cuddle with ya..I didn’t say nothin’!”
Loves when you pat his head.
When you wake up, he’s probably got a face full of your chest, supporting your back with his hand to push you into him. Taking in your smell, loving every second of getting to wake up to your pretty voice.
Pretends to sleep for a little longer to hear your morning voice.
Levi
“Wh-Why would you wanna CUDDLE with me…?! I’m j-just a yucky otaku!!!”
Awkwardly let’s you control him. He likes to be the big or the small spoon.
Loves watching anime before bed, or let’s you read mangas to him as a nighttime story.
When he wakes up to you saying “Levi..It’s time to get up. Rise and shine.” He melts. He probably hears, “Good morning, Levi-Sama!~”
Satan
Matching cat onesies.
Likes when you lay on his chest.
Calm music in the back.
“Satan? Wake up. It’s time for breakfast.” Ah, he SIMPly melts. (I am so. Sorry. For making that pun. It was horrifying.)
Asmo
“MC, dear! You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask that!!”
Sets the mood with rose pedals, candles, and he puts on cute pajamas.
Likes to switch between little spoon and big spoon, loves laying on your chest, though.
Has dreamt of waking up to your beautiful voice.
Beel
Unsure if he can stay in the bed and not get snacks in the middle of the night, so he wakes you whenever he’s getting a snack, asks if you want one/if you want to come with him.
Likes when you lay on his chest, but he likes to lay on yours as well.
When morning comes, absolutely adores when you bring him breakfast in bed.
Hugs you like your a teddy bear, a small smile can be seen on his face.
Belphie
Has lived for this moment.
Every position. Belphie does not care if you’re the big/little spoon, or if your laying on his chest or your switched, loves this.
Matching cow print pajamas.
Actually likes it when you wake him up, since it’s you of course.
Lord Diavolo
“I-I haven’t got much experience..could you tell me what you want me to do, My Dear..?”
Visibly blushing. His heart is beating out of his chest, as he spoons you.
“This is really comfortable..shall we do this more?”
When you wake him up, your facing him, with his face in your neck, his breath tickling you a bit. He hugs you when he wakes up.
Barbatos
“Oh my. This is much more please than than I’d think.”
Visibly flustered, but pleased.
Likes when you lay on his chest.
When you wake him up, it’s kinda surprising on how much of a light sleeper is, as he snaps right up.
Simeon
Has a cute, but goofy grin on him.
Likes to lay on your chest.
Very pleased, he smiles while stoking your head on his chest.
Luke will wake you two up, like some tired parents at 6 A.M.
Solomon
It’s sad, he is touch starved.
Holds onto you, casts a spell to keep you still.
Lays on your chest, and supports your back with his hands.
Feels like crying when you wake him. You didn’t leave?
Luke
He had a nightmare about you, won’t admit it though.
Most likely your cuddling with Simeon at first, but he wriggles his way in between you two.
“No reason! I just wanted to see MC…that’s all!”
Basically hugs you, wants you to hug him back.
#obey me#otome game#om! shall we date#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me twins#obey me lord diavolo#obey me barbatos#obey me simeon#obey me solomon#obey me luke#where is my levi :(
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alphabet boy
SYNOPSIS: You should feel extremely lucky that the handsome and intelligent Armin Arlert is your tutor...even when he's a little mean to you. Because that's your fault, isn't it? He wouldn't have to be mean if you weren't so damn stupid.
PAIRING: Armin x FEM!Reader
DEDICATED TO: armin fuckers. non armin fuckers, i hope i can convert you.
TW: dubcon touching, manipulative behavior, gaslighting, academia shaming,
WC: 1.8k
“Maybe you’re not cut out for this class.”
He said it so casually, a comment spoken between the flip of textbook pages. You couldn’t shake off the undeniable hurt.
“I-Uhm, uh, yeah I have to study a lot...but I like this class. It was a pain to get off the waitlist.” You keep your voice optimistic and light, hoping to mask the offense taken.
You don’t know why Armin would say that, but maybe he was just being logical...he’s seen you struggle, of course, he’d think the class was too hard for you.
The blond sighs, closing his novel that he brought with him while he waited for you to finish your practice problems.
“You can barely keep up with the weekly homework assignments. You didn’t even hand in your assignment last week, right? Better drop out now before the add and drop deadline.” His voice is soft and cold at the same time. It’s unnerving.
You tuck your hair behind your ears, eyes set low, too ashamed to meet your tutor’s. Armin had been your tutor for the past few weeks now, and you thought it was going pretty well. He was so so smart that you couldn’t help but be a little starstruck. He was handsome too, short-cropped blond hair, wide blue eyes, with a wardrobe that was composed of slacks and sweaters.
Usually, he was always overly polite and charming. You could make countless mistakes and his patience was endless. He had some off-days where he was a little withdrawn and quiet. You never held it against him though, knowing he had no obligation to make idle chatter. But sometimes, you could feel his chilly gaze watching you even though he had a book propped open.
“I emailed the professor, he was really chill about it. Last week was really rough for me, you know? I wasn’t feeling well and...”
“You know excuses don’t fly in the real world right? You’re in college now. Professor Ackerman was just being courteous. He probably thinks you’re lazy.” Even though you try not to look at him, you can feel Armin’s azure blues burn holes into you. There was this quiet intensity about him that made you worry about when the restraints would come off.
Armin can’t help but let condescension drip over his words. Any self-respecting person would defend themselves, but not you. Not when you’re already broken by your own insecurities that make it that much easier for him to trample on.
He can already see pearly-sheened tears leaking from the corner of your hopeless eyes. How cute. You part your pretty little mouth to say something, but no words come out. You close your mouth soon enough, looking every bit like a dumb little airhead.
So he continues: “You know your classmates learned all the first few chapters from high school right? You’re the only one starting fresh.” He moves closer, elbows inching closer to infiltrate your little personal-space bubble, knees knocking into yours under the desk.
More tears form under your lower lashes, and Armin mentally counts the crystal droplets. You’re recoiling into yourself like a shrinking violet which only encourages Armin to go just a little farther.
“You don’t even have your major picked out yet. This is a core class for your classmates, you know. You’re wasting your-no, everyone’s time.”
Not wanting to cry in front of your tutor, you rub your eyes with the sleeve of your jacket, fully aware of how utterly pathetic you look right now.
In a small voice, you manage to utter, “I have a right...to be in this class. Even though I’m slow now, I think with some decent amount of studying...I’ll catch up. Even if I’m not-” you take a deep breath, “as quick as my classmates, I still really enjoy what I learn. And..and...I think at the end of the day, that’s what really matters!”
Armin scoffs, “Do you really like the class or are you staying for Ackerman? God knows how many fangirls he’s had to put up with.”
Even as he spoke those words, Armin knew it wasn’t entirely true. You admired the man zealously and had read all of his published papers. Honestly, your admiration had always annoyed him.
You wince at the insinuation but you could feel the anger simmering in your gut, “You have no right to imply that! Wh-why-” Your voice breaks, “are you being so mean?”
Armin thinks you’re so cute, the way you jut out your bottom lip. So cute and pathetic. The corners of his lips quirk upwards. It’s almost endearing how you say “mean” like it’s the worst thing a person can be.
“Am I being mean or am I being realistic?” The blond coos, “I’m your tutor, right? I know the best for you.”
He takes your silence as an invitation to goad you harder: “You’re only upset because I’m telling you what you don’t want to hear.”
You don’t notice the proximity until Armin lays his hand over yours, squeezing the soft flesh of your palms. His voice is gentle as he reassures you: “Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay.”
He made you cry, but you don’t have it in you to pull away from the only semblance of comfort given to you. His chair scrapes the floor as he sets it right beside yours, wrapping an arm around you, encouraging you to lean your head against his shoulder.
It’s a little sad but this is probably the most physical contact you’ve gotten in a while. You’re an utter mess, and on top of all that, touch-starved.
You’re still sniffling like a crybaby, trying to sort your own emotions out. You take a few deep breaths and force yourself to face the facts:
You’re behind.
The class is too much work for you.
Armin’s right, you’re upset because he’s telling you what you don’t want to hear.
“D-do you really think I should drop the class?” Your voice is so defeated, a pinch louder than a whisper.
His long fingers play with the ends of your hair, “I know this class is really important to you and we both want you to do well...so why don’t we increase our tutoring sessions? Maybe we should meet three times a week.”
He smiles at you, and it looks so genuine. You’re immensely grateful, you are, but confusion washes over you, “Wow, Uh, that’ll be great actually but um, uni tutoring services is once a week...so-”
Armin dismisses your concerns with a gentle wave of his hands, “Don’t worry, It’ll be off the books. Think of this as private tutoring. Of course, we’ll have to start meeting in my room from now on.”
While he doesn’t elaborate on why you have to meet in his dorm, you assume Armin has a good reason and it probably involves university-sanctioned student-tutor guidelines.
You’re stammering out thank-you’s, still trying to rub the tears out of your eyes until you feel a soft handkerchief wiping them away.
“It’s okay, don’t worry.” He reassures, “Don’t use your sleeve. It’s too rough for your pretty face.”
You blush under his words, wide eyes locked into his oceanic blues, “I d-don’t know if I’ll be able to compensate you f-for the private tutoring.”
His eyebrows crease as he gives you a smile full of pearly teeth, “You don’t have to worry about that for now.” His hands graze over your knuckles, “We’ll figure something out.”
“Thank you Armin.” You say it so sincerely, trying to muster the biggest smile you can after the blond essentially trampled over your self-esteem to only nurse it back with sweet promises.
“Well, we better finish today’s work then.” He responds calmly, not bothering to detangle himself from you. You can feel his body heat radiating onto you, and how his hand moved to casually rest on your thigh. But that’s normal right? If you think about it, Armin was not exactly adverse to touch. During your past tutoring sessions, his hand would always be on the small of your back or shoulders.
“Hey, you’re not getting distracted again, are you?” His voice is playful like he isn’t sliding his hand up and down the span of skin between your skirt and tights. When you don't respond, he pinches your inner thigh, eliciting a startled gasp from you.
"Focus." It's a demand so it must be followed.
Embarrassed, you nod your head and return your focus to the problem sets even though your hands are shaky as you grip the ballpoint pen.
You don’t notice how the blond’s eyes gleam under the fluorescent lighting at your easy compliance. He’s always liked obedient girls.
Your thighs are growing warmer, and it doesn’t help to have Armin peering over you. Still, you try your best to lull yourself to focus until a ringtone breaks your concentration.
Armin breaks away from you to find his phone and you find your body subconsciously missing the warmth. He lightly curses under his breath once he sees the contact name, but answers nonetheless.
“Yeah...sorry babe. I forgot. I’ll be right over.” He sounds apologetic but he looks downright bored.
And like that, the call is over. He looks over at you with an apology falling from his lips, “Sorry about that. I forgot I had something to do today. We’ll end early.”
Your throat is dry as you ask, “Was that your girlfriend?” You regretted your words the moment they escaped. That was none of your business. It doesn’t matter if he was holding you earlier. He was doing so because you were bawling like a baby. But why did he touch your thighs?
That doesn’t have to mean anything, you rationalize. Besides, Armin would never make a move on you. He was a handsome senior with a perfect GPA and a powerful position in the student government. Stupid freshman girls like you are not worth the time he so generously gives out.
The blond smirks, seeming to notice your internal struggle, “Something like that. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure she won’t distract me from our future sessions.”
That was a puzzling comment. His girlfriend supposedly distracting from your study time wasn’t even a concern you held.
“No, no, that’s ok.” You quickly assure, “You’ve already helped me out so much.”
The blond pats the top of your head like you were a puppy, “I’d do anything for my cute little student.”
The way your face heats up with a dark blush should be criminal. All he did was pat your head, and you’re looking at him starry-eyed like he didn’t grope your thighs under the table. Honestly, all your cute little blubbering had gone straight to his cock. Annie would have to handle his big problem.
These private sessions are going to be fun.
part I ---- complete
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There’s been a cute lil scenario in my head for Jace and Safer the last few days, and while I don’t know that I’ll ever turn it into a full fledged story, it IS quite fun to imagine:
Jace and Safer are snuggling in bed in the morning, and Jace is awake while Safer is still about half-asleep, their head rested in the crook of Jace’s neck with his arm around them.
Poor Jace is starving. He’s been fully awake for a couple hours, his stomach having rumbled so loud it woke him up. Safer of course can’t hear a thing being deaf, so they’ve been sleeping soundly as ever, unaware to the fact that Jace’s belly is crying.
Jace doesn’t mind too much, Safer’s had such a tiring week, they definitely need the rest, and he’s not gonna wake them up just because his stomach is starting to ache.
So there they stayed for a while longer, Jace’s middle grumbling pitifully, and unable to move beyond reaching down to hold his empty belly.
At least of course, until Safer shifts in their sleep, one arm slinking forward to rest on Jace’s tummy. His stomach snarled angrily at the extra weight pressing on it, shaking Safer’s hand forcefully enough that their eyes snapped open.
They pressed their fingers further into Jace’s belly, feeling his stomach twist and shake beneath his skin, feeling Jace’s muscles clench as another growl vibrated Safer’s hand. God he feels so hungry! How long has his belly been trembling like this, it feels like he could’ve been empty for hours!
A different vibration was felt just under Safer’s ear, the sound of Jace’s tired voice in his chest. Safer looked up to see Jace gazing at them with a soft smile.
“Finally awake?” he signed lazily.
“Your belly woke me up.”
“Did it? Is it really so loud that a deaf person could hear it?”
“No, I could feel your stomach rumbling. You feel very empty, are you alright?”
Jace’s belly groaned again, and Safer quickly began rubbing his tummy once more, trying to soothe the aches they could feel beneath their fingers. Jace’s eyes fluttered closed at the feeling for a moment, his back arching into Safer’s touch.
“I’m alright,” he managed to sign after a moment. “Starving though. I’m so hungry, I can feel my stomach twisting, there’s really nothing in there anymore.”
“I can feel it too, you poor thing. How long have you been hungry?”
“Oh, only a few hours. I didn’t want to wake you up, you’ve been working yourself to the bone the past week, you needed the rest.”
“Even with your belly shaking like this? Aw, I can feel it moving, you must be so empty!”
Jace’s cheeks colored as he laughed, and he rested his hand next to Safer’s, feeling his stomach trembling with hunger. They were right, he could actually feel how empty his belly was beneath his hand, and when a hunger pang hit he could feel his stomach contract under his skin, shifting around and looking for anything to digest.
He actually started to feel a bit of pity for his own belly, the poor thing was desperate now.
“I really am empty,” Jace signed. “I didn’t know you could feel all that too.”
“Hard not to! C’mon, lets get your poor belly some food, it needs it.”
And off they go to fill up Jace’s empty belly. I imagine Safer makes him wait at the table, unwilling to let Jace make himself even hungrier by making his own breakfast. The smell of pancakes cooking probably making Jace’s belly hungrier anyway, snarling loudly under his hands until he can barely take it anymore. Safer finally puts a plate stacked high with pancakes in front of him, and rubs Jace’s belly as it swells with food, now grumbling happily as he finally filled himself up.
[Oh dear this was extremely self indulgent now wasn’t it?]
#hunger kink#hunger fic#belly rubs#belly kink#hunger#Y's writing#Y's OCs#hello everyone I've returned with kinky shit#you're welcome now shower me with praise
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So I’m obsessed with the idea of cow shigaraki don’t ask me why lmaoo anyways shigaraki was always an asshole to everyone ( everyone tries to take him seriously but his cute little ears makes it hard) shigaraki hasn’t gotten out of his room for days and everyone kind of got worried but forced the reader to check it since shigaraki was a littel bit decent to them ( everyone knows shigaraki has a crush on the reader but of course the reader is lowkey dumb to notice) to there surprise the reader finds shigaraki humping his pillow while sniffing the readers sweater or panties that he “ borrowed” and moaning readers name, it turns out our little cow shiggy here has his heat not to mention little drops of milk are coming out of his pink nipples, shigaraki notices the reader and just starts crying and whining and begging the reader ti help him out because he’s in so much pain and can’t get off ( the reader does have a heart and helps him out but it’s not gonna be that easy since the reader does want to tease him a bit but soon gives him what he wants) a fluff ending because why not
This lives rent free honestly loll anyways add any kinks u want sweetheart 
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BRO I JUST REALIZED WE REACHED OVER 100 FOLLOWERS I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH
PLEASE SOMEONE MAKE FAN ART FOR THIS
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Warnings: Hand job, blow job, thigh fucking, normal fucking, mommy kink, this time Shiggy is making milk for y/n, pillow humping, heat, boobies lol, bad words, he has cow ears and tail because that’s fucking adorable, he cums like... a lot.
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I know what everyone is thinking, and I pinky promise that Shigaraki does not moo in this, so don't worry. I did read a fic like this and everyone turned it into like a “cursed fanfic” because the mooing weirded them out, but the only thing that really bothered me is that it was non-con (non-consensual [rape]). I will never ever ever EVER EVER EVER write non-con. Never.
Ok, I am on a fucking roll with the mommy kink, so here we go 😌
Anon your ideas make me write for literal hours cause I get so excited and I write for “20 minutes” that turns into four hours that turns into getting half of your requests done in less than a week. If anyone reading this can draw, I demand art of cow Shigaraki. This reminds me of Shigamothie (my guilty pleasure)
However, the way he looks in my head isn't drawn out, and um, I can’t draw 😃
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“Y/n, it's been days. Go check on him, ” Dabi said.
“Why don't you go do it?” you asked.
“Because he’ll fucking dust me, ” he responded.
“And? He would dust me too, ” you said.
“Y/n, first of all, that's impossible because of your quirk, ” Dabi said, “and second, everyone knows Shiggy has a crush on you. Well, everyone but you,”
“He does not, ” you scoffed.
“I'll bet everyone dinner for the next three nights that he does. But you have to go up there and ask him, ” Spinner said.
“Fuck, ” you muttered, “fine! Fine, I'll go, ”
You trudged up the stairs, sighing when you got to his room.
You knocked but there was no response.
“Risking my job so those assholes can eat, ” you muttered.
To your dismay the door was unlocked and you walked in.
“Hey, this is a dumb question, but-” you cut off, “Shigaraki are-are you ok?”
He was curled up on the bed in fetal position, naked with a pillow between his legs, humping it desperately. He didn't seem to notice you yet.
‘Is that my sweater?’ you thought.
You put a hand oh his shoulder, “Shigaraki? Are you ok?” you asked again.
He shook his head, moaning, “need you y/n, ” he gasped, “need you, please. It hurts. It hurts so bad please y/n, ”
You bit your lip, scratching behind his ears as he moaned desperately.
“I can't. I-I can't get myself off, ” he sobbed, “it doesn't w-work. I need you y/n I need to be inside of you I-”
He let out a strangled yelp as white liquid shot out of both his cock and his erect pink nipples. You knew he had cow ears and a tail, but you never thought he’d actually make milk. You knelt by the bed and sucked experimentally, enjoying the taste of his warm milk.
“Mmm, ” you hummed, drinking more.
“Y-y/n don't. It feels too good when you do that I can't-” he cried, spilling another load onto the poor pillow.
You giggled, “i didn't know you went into heat. It's kinda cute, ” you said, brushing sweaty matted hair out of his face.
He hid his face in your sweater again, just for you to pull him to face you once more.
“Mommy, ” he whispered, “I need you. Please, mommy, ”
You kissed his forehead, “mommy, huh? Y’know you're really not that scary, Shiggy. The ears and tail don't help either, ”
He whined, blushing, “please mommy?”
He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes that you couldn't resist.
You sighed, “fine. But only if you answer my question, ”
He nodded, “anything, mommy. I’ll do anything, ”
You took a deep breath before asking, “do you have a crush on me? ”
“Wh-what? ” he stuttered before blowing another load with a groan.
“I asked you if you have a crush on me,” you repeated.
He couldn't hide it from you. He couldn't even hide it from himself.
“Yes, ” he groaned, “yes, I have a fucking crush on you. Please fuck me y/n, ”
“Say please again, baby. I love it when you beg,” you said, kissing him.
He froze as you pressed your lips to his. Shigaraki looked up at you with wide eyes. That was his first kiss, and he got to share it with you.
“Please, ” he whispered, “please fuck me y/n, ”
You ran your hand up and down the back of his thigh, stopping to squeeze his butt gently. You took his nipple in your mouth again, drinking more of his milk before kissing him again. This time he returned your affection. You took away the pillow, and he started whining, practically crying at the lack of stimulation. He was already a mess. There was really no need for teasing, but you couldn't help yourself. You tapped the tip of his cock with your pointer finger, watching as he moaned and tried to buck into it.
“So sensitive, ” you said, pulling your hand away, “I think we’re gonna have some fun Shiggy, ”
He nodded, “mommy, please, please touch me, ”
You couldn't deny him any longer. He was practically crying. He’d been so touch-starved for years it wasn't just about how badly he needed to cum it was about how badly he needed not only to be touched but to touch someone else. He hadn't given or received a hug since he was a kid, and even now, he couldn't if he wanted to. Until you joined.
Your first quirk was impressive, but the fact that you had a secondary quirk to cancel out his had to be fate. He decided that very day that you were his soulmate. You were the one he could do all that cheesy romance stuff he’d seen during movie nights when it was Toga’s turn. You were his from the moment he saw you.
“I’ll touch you baby boy, don't worry, ” you said, taking off your shirt.
He stared at your chest as you unclipped your bra. He reached for your boob, seemingly to play with it in his hands but instead pulled you towards his mouth. He sucked harshly, groping your other tit. You groaned as he pinched and twisted your left nipple and sucked on your right one. You weren't even on the bed yet, still knelt beside it. You pushed him away and climbed on top of him, laying him flat on his back.
“You're so rough with mommy, sweetie. You have absolutely no power in this position, no matter how much you'd like to deny it. Now I wonder, ” you said, reaching between his legs, “does this little cow moo?”
You jerked his cock harshly, causing Shigaraki to let out a loud moan.
You whispered in his ear, “It looks like the answer is yes, ”
You kissed his cute little ear, still getting him off with your hands. He came again, painting your hand with cum, but he still wasn't satisfied. You took his nipple in your mouth once again, sucking warm milk from him. He was shuddering and thrashing around on the bed once again, falling apart from the lack of stimulation to his dick.
“Mommy, need inside. Please mommy please, ” he begged.
“Be patient, Shigaraki, ” you said, caressing his cheek, “I'm taking you every way I know how, ”
You crawled down the bed, letting your left hand trail down his body, pinching and twisting his nipple again. You smeared the milk that oozed out over it. When you finally settled between his legs, you took your time admiring and practically worshipping his thighs. You kneaded the flesh in your hands, kissing, licking, and biting them, thrilled you were finally able to get your hands on them. You’d always had a thing for his thighs, not sure why.
When you finally started moving upwards he begged you shamelessly.
“Please put your mouth on my cock, mommy, ” he whined, “please, I'll be good. I’ll be a good boy for you mommy, ”
You bit and kissed his inner thighs more, traveling as high as you could while still ignoring his oozing cock. You had to dig your nails into his thighs to keep Shigaraki from closing them. You finally brushed your lips against his balls, and Shigaraki almost came right then and there. You licked long stripes up his dick, pausing to let your tongue tickle the head. He was holding back now, trying to last so he could feel your mouth for just a little longer. You sucked on the head of his cock, impressed by his willpower and even more excited to break him down.
You took him into your mouth and hollowed your cheek, not caring about the tears streaming down your face or how you gagged whenever you moved your mouth. He pulled you up until your breathing steadied.
“Dont hurt yourself, mommy, ” he said.
He pet your hair as you were still only halfway down his cock. He was so sweet to you, such a good boy. You rolled his balls in one hand, wrapping the other around what he wouldn't allow your mouth to cover, and sucked harshly on what you could. He was starting to break down, finally letting go in your mouth. He came with another strangled cry. If you were honest, his cum tasted awful thanks to his poor diet, but luckily, you knew exactly how to get rid of the taste.
“As much as I love milking your cock, baby, I think there's something else that needs milking too, ” you said.
You brought your head to his chest once again gulping down milk.
You pulled away “you need to est better sweetie. I’ll cook for you from now on, ”
He looked like he was about to object, so you captured his lips in a sweet kiss, letting him know how happy you were that he was here with you and how excited you were to take care of him. You had used your mouth and hands which only left one option, your cunt. Or so he thought.
“Kneel for me by the end of the bed, Shigaraki, ” you said.
He did as he was told, “you can call me Tomura, ” he said.
“Such a pretty name, ” you praised, “now put your cock between my thighs,”
You had lifted your legs as best you could, counting on him to support you the rest of the way.
“What?” he asked, confused.
“I want you to fuck my thighs, ” you explained, “and if you try to slip inside of me, I'm not fucking you properly until tomorrow and you can suffer for the rest of today, ”
He frowned. That was no fair, but he wasn't going to disobey you. He had promised to be a good boy. So he took off your pants and lined himself up with your thighs, moaning as he slid in between them.
“ go ahead, baby boy, make yourself feel good, Tomura” you said.
He nodded, beginning to thrust into your thighs. He had your legs draped over his shoulders and was dangerously close to your aching cunt. He was whimpering the entire time, desperate to finish so he could get inside of you. Feel how warm and wet you were. Letting you squeeze him and milk his cock, how he’d play with your tits as you moaned beneath him. That's all it took for the head of his dick to peek out from between your thighs and paint you with his cum.
“Baby, you did such a good job for mommy, ” you praised him, “fuck me, Tomura, you deserve it, ”
He reached into the drawer of his nightstand, but you stopped him.
“I'm on the pill. You don't need a condom, ” you said.
He shook his head and rifled through the drawer before pulling out a cock ring, sliding it on.
“Wanna make mommy feel good too, ” he said, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, “wanna last so mommy can cum with me, ”
You squeezed him tight, kissing the top of his head.
“You're so sweet, baby, ” you said.
He pulled down your panties, lining himself up, and hovering over you.
“Tell me if it hurts, ” he said.
You nodded, and he pushed in slowly, stretching you, but you didn't want him to stop. Once he was entirely inside you, he stopped. He tried to commit the feeling of you to memory. He began thrusting slowly, focusing all his energy on making you feel good. He reached down to rub your clit, causing you to moan out his name. He tried every angle to try and find the spot you liked. When your back arched and you moaned out, ‘right, there baby,’ he knew he’d found his mark. He kept thrusting, speeding up, watching you come undone. You grabbed his hair, arched your back into his chest, and didn't try to hide your desperate moans.
“Tomura, I'm close, ” you said, pressing his forehead to yours.
He nodded and kept going, whining and whimpering. You groaned, starting to reach your limit. You started grinding against him, chasing your high desperately. You came with a high-pitched whine, juices coating his cock.
“That's it, mommy, please cum on my cock. I love making you feel good, mommy I-, ” he was cut off by his orgasm, crying out to you.
He collapsed on top of you, cum oozing out of your hole.
“Will you go out on a date with me?” he whispered.
You laughed, “yes, of course I'll go out on a date with you, Tomura”
“Thank you, mommy, ” he whispered.
The door swung open.
“Y/n are you dead or-, ” Dabi grinned, “we’re eating good tonight, guys!” he called downstairs, closing the door as everyone cheered.
“Spinner made me go ask if you had a crush on me. I said no, but then he offered to get us all dinner for three nights, ” you explained, “plus you actually liked me back, which in my opinion is much better than anything he could have offered, ”
He chuckled, “I'll have to thank him. You're not getting out of this bed until dinner y/n, hope you know that, ”
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