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peachbottom · 5 months

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Period.

Authors Note: Hi sorry I haven’t posted in months, but I have this that has been sitting in my notes for ever so here you go. Please leave feedback sorry if you hate it

Summary: When you unexpectedly get your period in the middle of a special moment, don’t worry Bucky makes its all feel better don’t be embarrassed. <3

Warnings: Potential maybe allusions to smut but no actual smut, non sexual nudity, periods, fluff, bad grammar, not edited

——————————————————————————All day you had been looking forward to going home, taking a shower and spending time with bucky. Your back hurt, you were tired and just overall feeling down. Thankfully it was Friday and all the worries of the week will wash away with the weekend.

Bucky was supposed to get home half an hour after you, he was out with Steve and Sam for the day and you couldn’t wait till he got home. When you walked into your shared apartment you dropped your stuff and went straight to the bathroom. You started a nice hot shower, put on some relaxing music and did all the steps you’re usually too lazy to do in the shower.

You must have been really into it because you didn’t hear the front door open or even the bathroom door. You did hear the shower door open though, to reveal a very pretty, very happy Bucky. He was standing holding his shirt in his hand, buckle undone and barefoot, ready to join you if you’d have him.

“Oh Jesus bucky you scared me”

“It’s hard to hear over the shower and music. Mind if I join you baby?”

“Yeah sure” you say while trying to maintain warmth under the water while the draft of cold air blows in from the open shower door bucky stands at.

He drops his shirt then pulls down his jeans and boxers in one motion. He steps out of them and soon enough he’s right next to you holding you close. He leans down to kiss the spot on your neck that he knows makes you giggle every time. True love is about knowing someone inside and out, and Bucky makes it a point to know you in all the ways.

After a little romantic and steamy shower where you washed each other and got a little excited, you and Bucky decided to move the moment to the bedroom. You wrapped up in a towel and moved to sit on the bed, bucky climbing on top of you with a towel slung low on his hips.

“You are so pretty, baby I can’t believe I get all this” he says as he plants kisses one by one down your body. You just feel an overwhelming need to kiss him, to show your love for him. So you reach down and lace your fingers through his hair and pull lightly on his roots.

He looks up at you, forgetting his prior mission of covering your body in kisses. You stick out your lips in a pouty kissy face so he understands what you want.

“Oh honey you want kisses? I can do that.” He leans down to lay next to you and pulls you on top of him. As he pulls you up to kiss you, you let out a small uncomfortable groan but he doesn’t let it go unnoticed.

“What’s wrong, are you okay?” He’s quick to address the situation and try to find the problem. He holds you gently and looks at you as if he’s waiting for you to tell him the most important thing in the world.

“My stomach just hurts, I’m okay it’s been like this all day. Just shush and kiss me already.” And if James Barnes is good at one thing it’s following directions, so kiss you he does. It’s passionate and slow, sweet but firm. It’s perfect and comfortable and it helps melt away all the bad of the day.

As you continue to kiss him you feel desire burning in your lower body, you feel wetness forming between your legs and you can’t wait for what comes next.

You feel Bucky’s hands wander lower towards your towel. He undoes the knot you have holding it up, letting it come loose around your body and allowing him access to your chest. He presses his hands in between your bodies to gently toy with your nipples and encourage the soft breathy sounds from your mouth.

You slowly grind your hips down into Buckys, feeling his hard length through the towel. He lets out a soft moan when you grind down harder, continuing to play with your breasts he makes a noise to roll you over again.

He slips his left arm around your back holding you close as he drives up with his hips and flips you over so he’s on top. He plants one last kiss on your lips and nips at your lower lip before making his way down your body again.

“Doll I love you so much, you are everything to me.” Bucky had a big smile on his face ready so feast in between your legs like a starved man. As he moved down your body he removes your towel and grabs your thighs to make room for himself between them. As he parts your legs his smile falters.

“Oh, um”

Immediately you spring up from your laying position to see what was wrong. Red, it was all red. The inside of your thighs were covered in blood along with the towel and other things.

“I think you got your period baby, do you want to get back in the shower and we-“

You don’t even listen to what he has to say, you are so mortified you jump up and run off into the bathroom. Nothing he could say or do would make you feel any less embarrassed that his face was inches from your blood covered body.

You lock yourself in the bathroom making sure Bucky wasn’t coming in. That’s when you let out a silent tear, you feel the oncoming tears and try to hold them back. Thinking quickly you turn on the shower to drown out the sobs of embarrassment. You knew something was wrong today but you never even thought to consider this as the reason.

Gently stepping into the shower you wipe your tears and try to tuck away the mortification, it’s not helpful but at least you stop crying. You start to wash the insides of your thighs and your center. Just then you hear a knock on the door, loud but not aggressive.

“Honey, babydoll please let me in. I need to know you’re okay.” Buckys voice is still heard over the sound of the water and through the door.

“I’m fine.” You say back, voice cracking through the tears threatening to spill. If it wasn’t for his super solider hearing he probably wouldn’t have heard you. Then you hear him let out a soft sign and an “okay” before he retreats away from the door.

The fact that he would walk away to fast without trying harder makes you kinda sad. Maybe he doesn’t care that much or maybe you really grossed him out. But another part of you is happy he walked away so you can clean in peace.

Once you finish cleaning yourself you step out of the shower, look for a tampon, thankfully you have some, then wrap yourself up ready to face bucky. You wish you could lock yourself in the bathroom forever but unfortunately you have to face the embarrassment at some point

Opening the door you walk into the bedroom to see candles lit, the tv playing a movie, your heating pad plugged in and some comfortable pajamas folded neatly at the edge of the bed. As you take a second to take it all in a smile comes to your face as you think about bucky doing this for you. Just then bucky comes back from in the kitchen with a hot mug of tea in his hand. He slips right past you into the room to place the mug on your bedside table.

“Bucky” you whisper through a cracking voice as tears threaten to break through again. He’s quietly turns around and walks up to you with outstretched arms. His one arm goes around your lower back and the other cradles your head into his chest.

“It’s all okay, why don’t we get you comfortable and we can watch a movie. No pressure for anything else, okay?”

You nod and look up at bucky, still tears brimming your eyes. He uses both thumbs to swipe gently under your eyes and places a soft kiss to your lips.

He leads you over to the edge of the bed telling you to sit down next to the folded clothes. Gently he reaches out to where you are still holding your towel, “Can I, sweetheart?” You shyly let him remove your towel, still crawling with embarrassment from earlier.

The towel falls around you as you look down at your lap avoiding eye contact. “Baby please look at me, I want to see your pretty face. Come on gorgeous let me see your eyes.” You slowly lift your gaze to meet his eyes, “Thats my girl, good girl baby” he softly strokes your hair from your face while praising you for simply looking at him.

“I know your being really brave and vulnerable with me right now and I know what’s hard for you but your doing so well baby, so good for letting me help you and take care of you.” His words make your heart skip a beat, he makes you feel so seen and understood.

As he reaches for your pajamas he keeps one hand on your thigh, softly stroking the skin. He grabs a pair of comfortable underwear from the top of the stack, letting it unfold before he grips your thigh right above the knee and picks your leg up, sliding his hand down to your calf putting your foot through one hole. He places your leg down and does it again to your other leg, sliding the underwear up your body.

“Lift up for me sweetheart” he speaks softly into your ear as he supports your body and pulls the underwear past your butt. He eases you down to the mattress before grabbing one of his tshirts to pull over your head. You both laugh a little as he pulls your head through the hole and fixes your hair from how messy the shirt made it.

He hooks his arms under yours and lifts you into his chest, moving one arm to support under your butt. He moves the towel off the bed and pulls down the blankets with the other. Crawling into bed with you still wrapped around him, he makes sure you’re nice and comfy before pulling the blankets up around you.

He holds you close and kisses your forehead without saying anything, just watching the movie. “I’m sorry, I should have known better that was really gross and I’m sorry” you say softly, it’s all you could think about you had to say something.

He pulls back looking at you, he seems almost hurt. “Oh baby, no. Don’t ever, ever feel bad about anything like that. It’s natural and your body is healthy and that’s what matters baby. It’s not gross and I’m not upset, I just want to make sure you are okay, okay? It’s all fine, no need to be upset or embarrassed.” You want to cry again and he can see it. “Oh no don’t cry please don’t cry I don’t want you upset.” He kisses your nose and all over your face while running his hand up and down your side squeezing at your hip.

“You’re just so perfect, and i can’t thank you enough for being so kind and gentle with me. I’m so sorry for ruining your night!” You cry into his arms and he holds you like it’s all okay.

“Nothing is ruined it’s all okay, I’m here with the you. Yeah maybe I’m disappointed we aren’t going to have sex but I’m not upset because I know you aren’t comfortable. Do you understand I’m not upset, I’m not angry or grossed out by you. I still think you are gorgeous and amazing even if you are crying all over me.”

You pull away from him a little bit to laugh, you really cried all over him. He rubs your back some more and lets you breathe for a minute. You can’t help but feel bad about ruining the mood, he was ready to go and you just ran away.

“Is it really okay? We can just watch a movie and cuddle and you won’t be mad?” You ask while rubbing away tears.

“Of course baby, let’s watch our movie while I hold you. Do you need anything, pain medicine or something? Oh I got you tea, here you go” He leans over and grabs the tea from the bedside table and helps you sit up, slowly handing you the mug.

“Oh thank you” you carefully take the mug and take a little baby sip, delicious.

Bucky rubs your back and rest his head on your shoulder while adjusting ur heating pad in your lower stomach. He asks calmly if it was in a good spot and then continues to rub up and down your body.

You place your now empty tea cup on the bedside table and then roll into Bucky even more. “Thank you, I feel so much better now” he kisses the top of your head in response.

“Go to sleep honey I’ll be here when you wake up, I love you so much”

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#bucky barnes #bucky comfort #bucky fluff #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x plus size!reader #tw periods #bucky x female reader #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky fic

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hiwelcometothemonstersancturary · 1 month

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so, I read the whole "House Tour (not the house we wanted, but the house we have)", and I loved it so much, and I asked a question after reading it because of the ending, so what was everyone's reaction of toys eating pizza for the first time?

Your First Ever Pizza Night

Synopsis: Angel has to teach the toys how to eat pizza. It's confusing.

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James' eyes were so wide you thought they would pop out of his head. You nervously smiled at him, feeling the eyes of the toys staring at you from inside the house. "Thank you for your work", you tell him, money in hand. "I, uhm, am sorry for how Catnap tried to scare you away".

"I-it's okay!", he shakes his head. "No big deal, don't worry, Angel".

You eye the group from behind. Catnap tilts his head, still not very trusting of the stranger. You figured that would be the tenth human he talks to in more than a decade. "Take care, okay?"

"You too", he takes the money, counts, and then sighs. You also sigh, giving him a pat in the back. "Man, you really scared everyone out there. I thought you had... You know".

"I've been clean for years. I wouldn't do that", you reassure him. "And now I have those guys to look out for".

Your friend chuckles. "Feeling the weight of parenting on your shoulders already?"

"Urgh, don't even let me start talking about it", you smile. "Okay, I'll head inside now. I don't think half of them know what pizza is".

You tell James your goodbyes, watching him leave. You feel guilty for having him deliver so many pizzas to you, but it is what it is, the kids (your kids) must be hungry. You prepare yourself mentally before entering the house, closing the front door:

"So! Who's hungry?"

Dogday adjusts himself in the sofa as most of the mini toys yell "me!", rushing towards you, including the mini huggy that was using him as an oversized pillow. You laugh as they swarm you, and you pick up Driver and Bunzo on your arms. The little green huggy stims her hands, while Bunzo climbs on your shoulders: "Show us what that pizza thing is! Show us!"

"Bunzo, you're going to fall if you keep like this", Long Legs warns him, stretching all the way from the other corner of the living room to shoosh the crowd away. One catbee blows a raspberry at her, annoyed. "Get away from them! They're going to fall if you guys keep on like this!", the same catbee from before repeats the gesture, but now a candy cat and a bron imitate her gesture. "Angel!"

"You heard her", your warn the little ones. "C'mon, guys".

They coo away, and you watch Catnap proudly looking after the mini critters, most of whom didn't swarm you. He really is their big brother, uh...?

"Okay, guys. Are you ready?"

Driver stims again as you enter the kitchen, piles of pizza boxes distributed in the counters. Delight is counting them, muttering numbers under her breath, and stops when she notices you: "We have 26 boxes for 80 of us! They may last up to a week if we are careful".

"... What?", you chuckle. "Delight, no. The Prototype gave me enough money to feed everyone for years to come, we don't need to ration our food. You can eat as much as you want to".

You grab the first box you find. Bunzo tries to climb your head to take a look, and you laugh. "Eat as much as we want to? I'm going to explode, then!"

You bring the box to the living room, knowing well the kids are waiting for you to take the first slice. You show the box to Dogday, currently incapable of leaving the sofa thanks to his surgery stitches still being fresh. He deserves to see the first slice, you figured.

"You seeing this, pup?"

"With my two eyes!", Dogday nods. Catnap has approached you, and, with a smile, you open the box: "Behold: Pizza!"

"OOOO!", Bunzo yells. Huggy, who was following you around like a shadow, claps his hands, surprised. Kissy is still holding Poppy, who copies Huggy's clapping.

"It's been so long since I saw a real pizza!", the doll smiles. "And it smells even better!"

"This one is pepperoni pizza. There's 8 slices in every box - you guys should all take one. Eat as much as you want to!"

You take a piece, offering it to Bunzo, who grabs from your hand and shoves it on his mouth. You try your best not to accidentally drop him or Driver thanks to your chukling as he tries to deal with the cheese hanging out from his mouth. "Is elishious! Wha is disss?"

"You're going to get food on Angel's hair", Long Legs politely lifts Bunzo up from your head, using her arm to hold him. "And that's called... Cheese".

"Elishious!", he jumps.

"Please try not to choke!", you offer the next slice to Dogday. The big puppy's eyes go wide, and he shakes his head.

"Give it to the others, Angel..."

"There's enough for everyone, dummy, now eat" you take another slice, giving it to Long Legs, who stared at Bunzo in horror as he was still trying to deal with the cheese. "Theeere you go".

The pink spider stares at her slice with a strange look. She eyes Bunzo, then Dogday, who was holding his own as if it were a delicate piece of ceramic, then opens her mouth, then closes it.

"You eat pizza like this, Long Legs", you grab a slice of your own, biting it and using your teeth and fingers to free yourself from the cheese. Still chewing, you add: "Use your hands to deal with the cheese, everyone, you guys don't want to put too much into your mouths or you'll end up choking on your own food!"

You offered the next slice to Kissy, who stared at it with sparkling eyes before taking her first bite. Huggy bites his in one go, and Driver takes the last one before Delight appears, giving you a new box, still of pepperoni.

"Thank you", you give her a nod. "C'mon, take a slice! You too, Driver".

The mini wuggy jumps from your shoulder, and Delight gives a slice to her first before taking one herself. She blinks many time. "Ooh... This is very... Interesting...?"

She gives it another bite.

"Lots of different tastes... And it's so warm and soft!"

You sigh, noticing Dogday had given his slice to a catbee. "Pizzas aren't exactly soft, but I guess they look like it, considering what you guys had to eat..."

You offer a slice to Catnap.

The feline lowers his head. "Savior, please feed the others first...", he asks. "They're hungrier than me".

"You and Dogday have a lot to learn, uh?", you shake your head. "Okay, kiddos, you heard your boss. There!", you put the box in the ground, watching as the critters stare at you, hesitant. "One slice for each, don't fight each other for more, we have a lot of boxes. Speaking of which, can someone grab the other box... Oh!"

Delight chuckles, one box in each hand. She's polite in the way she gives it to everyone, despite all her isolation. Huggy, on the other hand, is less careful thanks to his lack of proper coordination, but he manages to feed all the mini huggies with some help from Kissy.

Dogday only eats after he's sure every single other toy is doing so. By that point, you're sitting on the sofa, Poppy using a plate, knife and fork to each her own slice of pizza. Catnap merely stares.

"Oh... Ooooh!", the orange dog mutters. His tail is wagging. "A-Angel, this is incredible!"

"Nah, it's just pizza. You're going to have fancier food as soon as I get more groceries".

"Fancier food? Are... Are you sure?"

"The doctors are going to kill me if I don't give you all the nutritients", Dogday stares. "Not literally! It's just a joke!"

"Ah", he sighs, forcing himself to laugh. "Even fancier food, uh...?"

"More!", Bunzo yells, jumping up and down. "I ate two slices already, but I crave more! I think I'll explode!"

"Please don't explode", you mutter. "It hurts".

The bunny mischievously laughs, running towards the kitchen. You eye Catnap, who eyes you back with a head tilt.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I... Ate yesterday, savior".

You hear a growl coming from his stomach. "Your 'savior' wants you to eat. Go on, you gotta get those calories. No one should starve".

For the first time since the confrontation agains the Prototype, Catnap lowers his ears and fidgets, nervously looking away from you. Around him, the small critters all eat their own slices, some trying to comfort him with a headbonk or by cuddling next to him.

"Catnap", Dogday calls. "You need to set up a good example for... Them", he points to the critters. "They aren't going to eat more if they see you aren't doing so".

"You know well how our rules work, Dogday. They eat first. Me, second".

"And now you are outside PlayCo. and playing by my own rules, kitty", you bite another slice of pizza, before offering the box to Catnap. "Go on, even Dogday and Long Legs are doing so".

"..."

Catnap's stomach once again growls. Using his hand, he takes a single slice out of the remaining three, eating it in one bite. You patiently wait for his reaction.

His eyes become brighter. His tail curls and moves left and right, and his ears go up as well. He stares at you, asking for permission, and you nod. He eats his second one almost immediately, now using both of his hands so he can take more bites and savor the taste more.

You chuckle, grabbing another box next to you and opening it for him and Dogday to share. The two bigger critters have the same sparkle in their eyes, and both go to their next slice almost at the same time.

This... Feels nice. All of this "family" stuff. Seeing them light up and talk about how this ordinary pizza is the best thing in the entire world, how they are eating so much when only at their second slice. It feels nice. They really are acting like normal kids would.

Maybe we can indeed become the parent they need...?

#poppy playtime #poppy worldwide #save everyone au #ask tag #catnap #dogday #mommy long legs #the angel #miss delight #huggy wuggy #kissy missy #ppt poppy #poppy #garca writing

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izvmimi · 6 months

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cw: fluff. teacher!reader.

Just moments after an extended reprise of 'happy birthday' that just barely gets your student to crack a smile, you can feel your phone buzz in your pocket. Reflexively, you pull away from your crowd of students, slipping through the Inumaki clan members that look at you with curiosity to make your way to the garden. Your students haven't noticed the exasperated look on your face, but if they did, they would know it could only be one person contacting you right in the midst of celebration.

“What, Satoru?” you ask in a hushed tone in the hallway. Your voice is stern, but not too stern, as you fail to ever really be mean to him, no matter how hard you try.

Satoru practically whines on the phone before he speaks, and your frustration only mounts. After all, you do feel a little bad for banning him from attending a party where all of Jujutsu Tech and more is present, including his own students, but after hearing Inumaki’s plea this is the only solution.

“There is no way he can still be upset. Can’t I come? Please? I’ll just teleport in, and I have an incredible gift and-”

“No.”

You can practically hear him frown on the other end of the line, and your overly soft heart nearly breaks for him before you re-steady himself. No man has ever died from not being invited to a party.

“If you have a gift, you can leave it outside of the premises and I’ll bring it in, and maybe he’ll consider inviting you in. That’s all you can count on at this point.”

He blows air from his nose, amplified by the sound of the phone receiver.

“Shouldn’t there be a law that states you can’t bully your teacher like this?”

“You’re not his teacher,” you quip.

“I might as well be!”

You sigh. “Let me know when you bring your gift by, and I’ll come get it. Bye, honey.”

He replies with defeated sounding kissy noises, which on their own is an abomination itself, and you hang up. When you turn to return to the event and get yourself a slice of cake, you’re startled by one of your most unintentionally nosy students who leans on the entryway her arms crossed, a smug look on her expression as though she’s caught you red-handed.

Which she has. Technically.

“Was that your boyfriend?” she insists.

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” you reply in the same tone. You continue walking and she nearly twirls out of your way, keeping pace with you, a big grin on her face.

“Are you gonna see him? How come he’s not here following you around?” she stops, then puts two and two together. “Did you say he can’t come?!”

You give her a look, and she pouts.

“Toge probably doesn’t care. Plus Gojo is now old news anyway, he’s shriveled up, now he’s just some white haired really strong guy. Kinda like a creepy old man.”

You sigh loudly.

“Don’t talk about your teacher like that.”

“You’re my teacher, not him.”

She’s also impossible.

“Let’s focus on your classmate today, okay? This is exactly what Toge was talking about.”

Your student looks surprised for a moment, as if you’ve laid a sudden impossible truth on her and then she nods.

“Wow, good point.”

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You’ve had more than a slice of Inumaki’s birthday cake, thankful that there were no onigiri ingredients involved, by the time Gojo messages you again to come out and receive the ‘incredible gift’. You make sure this time to clear out any onlookers, including your nosy second-year, and disappear to the location Gojo signals, finding a box large enough that even a particularly annoying, long-limbed human can sit inside.

You scoff loudly.

“Satoru, get out of this box.”

Muffled, he insists in a high voice, “No, no, let me in.”

You growl and he peeks out, then frowns.

“Fine.”

He makes his way out of the box while you cross your arms and tap your foot. He’s practically a walking cartoon, but you tolerate him all the same. Gojo hands you a pristinely wrapped gift, and pouts.

“It’s the latest iPhone.”

You tilt your head. It is a kind gift, but you wonder.

“Are you sure he doesn’t have one of these?”

“Even if he does, this one has my personal phone number in it first so…?”

You give him a look but his grin and thumbs up remains steadfast. You sigh, reaching your hand out for the phone.

“Okay.”

Gojo bats his eyelashes as you take the phone from him, hands in his pockets.

“I still can’t come in?”

“Only if he says so,” you remind him. He nods.

“Fine.”

Then he points to his cheek, bending at the waist. You immediately know what he’s getting at, feeling your face burn in embarrassment.

“Before you leave.” he adds, and you shush him, looking around quickly. A quick kiss, and then you practically scurry back to the party, and he grins as he watches you leave.

#based on kendy’s lovely headcanons #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #daydreams: jjk #mimi’s notes

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made-nondescript · 1 year

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hihihihihihihihihi i am rotating your mumscar superhero au in my head like The Micowave and consider:

grian is both cuteguy AND a hero-critical reporter and does not consider it hypocritical in the Slightest

also consider that he immediately clocks what's going on w/ mumbo and scar before they even really admit mutual feelings and he is just Revelling in the chaos of knowing everything as there's tabloids surrounding hotguy's new secret partner and mumbo comes home late a lot more with orange lipstick in his moustache (idk I'm spitballing here) and grain is just like >:3 he sees ALL

i think it would be funny hehe

also i just GAH the idea you have of their cheesy meetcute is SO ADORABLE IM GHJDFKSLSFJKGHDFJLS;FGH THATS SO SWEET i love this au so much we need more silly mumscar aus

Oh, he IMMEDIATELY clocks Mumbo because he's not nearly as subtle as he thinks he is and tends to get a bit too in his head after he comes home. Sometimes he'll stumble in at 3am and Grian is fulling sitting in the kitchen and Mumbo doesn't even notice. It's like he's fully cartoon floating through the apartment covered in kissy marks. Sickening, frankly! Grian just wants to enjoy his cereal.

I am...deeply amused by the concept that Grian is both Cuteguy AND a sort of journalist. I suppose there is truly no better way to control your public image than to become the foremost influencer about Hotguy and Cuteguy yourself. It's genius. There's no possible way this could blow up in his face.

I think he would print a bunch of teeny tiny details about Scar that would just absolutely drive him mad. Like nothing private or sensitive or something that only Grian would know, but just a little something. Like, "Hotguy talks, walks, and looks like a man who has seen Topgun more times than he's got bitches." <- this is a bad example actually but i think its funny and I'm not deleting it. Probably more something like what Scar's favorite candy bar is or something. Scar usually assumes that he must have said it at some point, but he totally hadn't.

Hotguy and Cuteguy's relationship is like, VERY silly. They work well together and undeniably compliment each other in the field but the moment they don't have a shared goal they get at each other a little bit. Not in a sincere, aggressive kind of way. You know the vibe. Just a lot of ribbing and shoving each other around.

Scar has joked multiple times that Cuteguy and That One Reporter would REALLY get along without ANY clue of how close he is to the reality. Mumbo would be the first one to get to the bottom of that mystery. It'd be promptly followed by a chewing out session for Grian because like, what the fuck, man?

#HI HI ty for the ask <3 sorry it languished for several days. i have been going through it in the allergy dept #nondescript ask #catfishofoldin99colours #mumscar #redscape #hermitshipping #redscapeheroau

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twostepstyless · 1 year

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Carpet Burn

Fic Advent Calendar Day 10

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Author’s Note: Harry has gained a sprig of mistletoe and is playing a game of kiss chase around the house which ends up with the living room rug seeing more action than it has in a while. Something spicy for your Saturday evening xo

As always, reblogs, likes and feedback of all kinds is forever appreciated and encouraged - G xx

Word Count: 3.5k

NSFW - 18+ please

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“Harry, fuck off” Y/N shrieked, bolting around him out of the laundry room he had cornered her into. She ran into the kitchen putting the island between her and Harry who was holding the sprig of greenery in his hand above his head. Her hands slammed down on the island, panting as she caught her breath.

“That’s so cruel, baby, jus’ want t’love you,” he gave little kissy noises, waving the mistletoe around.

“You love me all the time and you’ve been kissing me with that thing in your hand for the last quarter of an hour. Y’lips are going to end up all chapped,” Y/N said as they started looping around the island as Harry tried to reach for her.

“At least chapped lips will be a wound that showed my love f’you,” Harry said playfully, wiggling his eyebrows.

“C’mere and lemme give you a hickey that’ll be a wound for you,” Y/N retaliated as she jumped back as Harry’s outstretched hand brushed against her forearm.

“Gladly, bite away, little vampire,” Harry extended his neck, with a wink.

“You’re a menace,” she breathed before Harry darted forward, “NO!” she scream-laughed as his free arm caught her round the middle, as she tried to run away again, hauling her back towards his chest as he dangled the mistletoe above their heads as he began to pepper kisses along her cheek and neck.

“Y’need to follow the rules of the mistletoe,” he said between kisses.

“The rule of mistletoe means it hangs above a door, not getting ran down by m’boyfriend like some fucked up game of kiss chase,” she giggled, brewing up a plan to escape his clutches. She turns her head to look him in the eye, a coy look in her eye, as if she was going to play his game. He leant forward to capture her lips, and as he just brushed hers, she reached up and tickled his underarm that was exposed by holding the mistletoe above them. His arm slammed down in a shriek after being tickled, and his grip around her middle loosened as she slipped free, bolting down the hallway into their living room as she heard his feet carry him after her.

“Tickling?! That’s a low blow, m’heart,” he called down the hall.

“Had to do it, I had no other choice,” she held her hands up in surrender.

“Give me one more good one, in front of the Christmas tree,” Harry pleaded, “then I’ll hang it up and only annoy you with it every time you walk under the door, I promise,” he tried compromising it, twirling the sprig of greenery and berries between his fingers.

“One more,” Y/N warned, squinting her eyes in faux warning, she’d let him play his little game whenever he wanted, she just liked to tease him, rile him up and pretend it annoyed her, when actually, she was basking in the attention he was bathing her in.

“Deal,” he whispered, stooping to capture her lips, he kissed her slowly, trying his best to savour every second before she inevitably broke away from him. His tongue traced the seam of her lips before their tongues tangled. Heat spread throughout her, starting in her lips with a tingle before ripping down her throat and to the ends of each of limbs in a fiery inferno. She broke away, breathing heavily as Harry assumed that he had got his fill and the game was over, “thank you, m’heart,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against hers as he placed the mistletoe on the mantlepiece that was arms reach away, but to his utter surprise, Y/N threw her arms around his neck and brought her lips back to hers in an act of dominance. She pressed up on her toes as she kissed him with every ounce of passion she could muster. His lips were warm and soft, not at all chapped, as they parted, mostly in shock and her tongue slid in, caressing his with her own. Harry broke away first as her kisses travelled, touching base on the corner of his lips, his cheek, the hinge of his jaw before licking a stripe from just under his ear round the curve of it onto his neck. “Wait, wha-” Harry panted out, groaning, and letting his head fall back as her fingers wound into his hair, tugging slightly as her teeth found his earlobe.

She broke away, “want you.”

“M’confused, thought you were annoyed at my game?” Harry asked, clueless.

“Never annoyed at you loving on me, want more, want you,” her fingers were twirling the curls at the nape of his neck, loving hearing him whimper at her words and as her nails gave a satisfying scratch to his scalp.

“Upstairs?” He asked, “I’ll take y’to bed, gorgeous,” he took her free hand in his as he tried to pull her towards the living room door.

“Can’t wait, I need y’now,” and with that her hand slipped out his hair and the other leaving his intertwined fingers before landing on his shoulders and pushing down on them. Harry dropped to his knees. Y/N remained standing. His fingers ran from her ankles upwards with a feather touch, before gripping the waistband of her jeans, fingers finding the button, he looked up at her through his eyelashes in question, she nodded. He popped the button open, before sliding the zip down, splitting the teeth. “Wait, where’s the dog?” she asked in a gasp of realisation, the last thing she wanted was to traumatise their dog with the act his parents were about to do on the living room floor when he scooted in for a nap on the sofa when no one was looking.

“Out with the walker, not due back for another 45 minutes,” Harry soothed her worry, nudging his head forward, kissing her stomach that was still covered by her long-sleeved top before his hands found the opened waist band of her jeans again and pushed it down. Once past the full of her bum, her jeans fell to a puddle on the ground around her feet as Harry gripped one of Y/N’s hands to help her step out of the pile of denim as she kicked them behind her, landing under the tree like a gift. Harry’s hands were running laps again, ankles to calves to knees to thighs to hips to thighs to knees to calves to ankles. On his third run, as his touch rendered Y/N breathless he took a handful of her right thigh in his hand and urged her leg over his left should, knee hooking over so she was stood on one leg. She wobbled, but Harry took one of her hands in his and urged the other one to grip onto his hair as he shivered at her pull on the strands. “Baby,” he breathed, “y’already making such a mess f’me,” he saw the growing damp patch on the cotton of her underwear before turning his head to his left. A trail of saliva glistened on her goosebump covered thigh as Harry pressed wet kisses from the bend in her knee up to the highest point on her inner thigh he could reach. Reaching the top, he exhaled then breathed deep through his nose, “m’heart, y’smell alone has me aching for you,” he whispered in prayer against the supple skin of her thigh. Y/N’s eyes flitted down to see Harry was correct, the hard length of him was straining against the fabric of his jogging bottoms. “Jus’ need a little taste first, okay? Then y’can have me, whatever, however, you want,” Harry promised before his right hand came up, slipping under the elastic of her damp underwear that covered her. He pushed it to the side, taking in the leaking arousal that had his mouth watering.

“Harry, please,” she pleaded, and Harry wasn’t in the mood for more teasing. His tongue darted out and ran the length of her, tasting every drip of her pooled wetness, moaning in pleasure at the taste of her coating his tongue. Her hand flexed in his grip as his thumb rubbed soothing circles where it gripped her, as his tongue mirrored the action on the swell of her clit. Y/N’s head tipped back between her shoulders, as she moaned out to the ceiling before Harry quickly broke away, upsetting himself just as much as it upset her.

“Need you to look at me, Y/N/N, the whole time ‘kay?” Harry said in the sort of tone of voice that left her moonstruck as she nodded her head dumbly. “Need y’to say it, pretty,” he spoke pressing a kiss to her pubic bone.

“Promise. I promise, I’ll keep watching, please Harry need y’to keep going,” she whined and Harry dove back in savouring the feeling of the pull on his hair that left the roots burning. Harry’s free hand, that wasn’t clinging to hers, wrapped around her hip and gripped the full of her ass and pushed her into his mouth as his lips suctioned onto her clit and little bursts of moaning filtered through her lips. Harry was feasting as his head shook from side to side to get deeper as Y/N’s body began to hunch over on itself, her standing leg wobbling. Harry felt great, the very act of pleasing her always had him on the edge and propelled him over it a few times too, and he just needed a little relief to edge himself and not finish in his underwear. His hand left its grip on her behind and quickly came down to his own lap, before reaching under the thick elastic waist of his sweatpants, slipping into his briefs, and pulling himself free as much as he could without having to stop holding her hand in his. He gripped himself tight as he moaned in satisfaction, the noise reverberating through Y/N’s core that her let out a high-pitched whine. Her eyes followed Harry’s arm that slipped from its place on her bum, seeing his bicep flex againt the t-shirt sleeve that was wrapped around him. Her gaze followed the crook of his elbow, dancing over the black ink that covered his arm, it almost looked animated as his arm moved. She saw his wrist twist every so often and his fingers pull and tug, as she finally saw the grip he had around his cock as he got off on the taste of her. “Fuck, Harry, Har- m’gonna cum,” she panted, her grip iron in both his hand and atop his head.

Harry broke away for just a second to say, “good girl baby, all over me, all over m’tongue.” He dove back in, varying in sucks, licks and flicks to her clit before dipping into where her arousal wept as he felt her walls flutter and pulse around his tongue before her entire body seized up much further than he thought possible, she rolled up onto the tiptoes of her standing leg, teeth sank into her bottom lip and head tilted back, finally breaking her gaze as she soared closer and closer to the sun and then began to freefall. She came hard. All her muscles liquified, her grip in his hair released so her palm was flat against his head, her other hand releasing the grip on his fingers and fell back onto the flat of her foot and she moaned loudly. Harry’s hand dropped from his grip on his length before both hands rushed to her lower back to hold her steady as fell back to earth in shivers and quivering moans and little uh-huh’s slipping out as Harry praised her and asked if she was alright. She couldn’t stop herself as she fell to her knees in front of him, wrapping her arms around his neck and sealing her lips to his, tasting herself on his tongue and between their shared breath. Her fingers reached for the bottom of his t-shirt pulling it up as far as she could before parting from his lips and sliding it the rest of the way off. Her hands coasted down his chest, his skin warm from the fireplace they had burning in the living room. Her fingers found the pushed down waistband of his joggers and briefs and began to push them further, as Harry stood to his knees to bunch them down his thighs. When they got stuck at his bent knees, Y/N grew impatient and began shoving at his shoulders, Harry getting the messaged quickly as he fell to sit on his hip before letting his legs unfold in front of him and lay on his back on the living room rug. Y/N whipped the garments of his bottom half off the rest of the way, letting them fall into the pile of clothing that looked like presents under the Christmas tree before she slung on leg over his hips and sat atop him.

“Is this, okay?” she asked, her panties were still slid to one side as her wet core slid against the underside of his cock which was pushed against his stomach.

“Fuck me,” Harry moaned in pleasure, “Jesus, more than okay, do what you need, my girl,” Harry’s eyes scrunched at the wet feeling gliding over his hard member. Harry felt underdressed as he blinked his eyes open seeing her top half still completely covered. He reached for the bottom of the soft jersey material and bunched it up, questioning her with his eyes before her hands fell on top of his as she helped it over her head. Y/N rocked her weight onto her knees, raising to them to reach under and grip his length in her hand, directing the red, leaking tip to her entrance, swiping it through her folds quickly as Harry bucked slightly as she guided it to her hole before slipping down and letting the tip enter her, relishing in the stretch just his head caused her. Harry’s hands flew to grip her hips, his fingers dimpling her the flesh there.

“Slow baby, slow, take your time,” he panted out as Y/N’s chin fell to her chest as she breathed heavily.

“Good, s’good H,” she moaned as she slipped down, taking more of him, before biting the bullet and letting her hips drop in a smooth glide as he was entirely sheathed inside her.

Fuck-fuck, Y/N, shit baby,” Harry’s neck arched upward as his head tipped as far back against the floor as it could.

“Need a minute, need a minute,” she babbled, his thumbs were back rubbing their circling patterns, this time on the front of her thighs.

“Shit so do I, y’so tight and got me so deep, m’trying not to come now,” Harry breathed heavy breaths through his nose trying to tether himself back to the moment they were sharing. Y/N’s hands found purchase on Harry’s abdomen to give herself some leverage, as the burn began to subside and she began to feel how deep she had him, her hips ticked forward in a slow grind as they both let out low moans as they finally felt the satisfying friction they were creating. Y/N kept to the grinding for a few moments, Harry watching in awe as her head dipped and circled as she lost herself in the sensation, her clit brushing deliciously against the groomed hairs around his base. She was building herself up and that first raise and drop of her hips had Harry whining. She rose until it was just his tip inside her before dropping swiftly down and repeating the motion, getting quicker until she had built a steady rhythm.

“Y’so good to me, y’know that,” Harry was helping her along, his grip on her hips raising and dropping her alongside her set pace to help her maintain it.

“Harry, y’so fucking deep, oh my god,” Y/N knew she didn’t have long left maintaining riding him like this, the muscles in her legs were beginning to burn so much it was taking her out of the moment, so she let her chest drop until it was pressed against Harry’s as she panted against the home she found in Harry’s neck.

“You need my help, gorgeous?” Harry asked, wanting to check she didn’t just need a break as his hand smoothed down her back. He felt her nod against his throat, then her lips pucker in a gentle kiss before a soft please escaped her throat. Harry planted his feet on the rug, his knees bending to cradle her as he raised her by the hips, before he began fucking up into her, knocking her breathless. Her clit maintained contact contact with his pubic bone and every rut of his hips had it rubbing deliciously against the heated skin.

“Jesus fucking-” Harry sobbed out as Y/N’s lips suctioned against his throat, leaving the mark of her passion on his skin. Y/N’s fingers found the shag of the rug and buried in it to hold herself steady as Harry was brutal with his pace. She couldn’t make a sound, the slap of his skin against hers almost winding her. Harry kept it up as long as he could before he missed her face. His fingers found her hair and he pulled her head free from his neck so he could look her in the eyes, but Y/N felt so good not even Harry’s grip on the back of her head to keep it there as her forehead fell to his sternum. So, Harry moved them. He dropped her hips so she was fully seated on his aggressively leaking cock, gripped her hip and rolled them, quickly catching himself with his free hand so he didn’t lay too much of his bodyweight on her as her back hit the carpet where he once lay. Y/N wasn’t happy with him holding himself up though as her she locked her legs around his back, ankles crossed, and tugged on the arm that was holding him up until he dropped to his forearm by her head. His eyes searched her face.

“Just need to feel you everywhere,” she explained breathily as Harry began to roll his hips again on instinct. Their lips met messily and hungrily. The length of the bodies pressed together, creating a burning heat between them. His tongue was pressed between her parted lips in almost ticklish kitten licks. The hearts beating in sync as Harry’s thrusts moved her against the rug.

“Baby, y’gonna make me fucking come,” Harry panted, the tone in his voice licked around the words like thick, gooey honey, trapping her in the stickiness.

“M’so close, H,” she whined, her hand wriggling between their close bodies as she began to work her clit. Harry’s senses were heightened to an impossible level, under the heady smell of sex he could make out her fading perfume, the scent blooming on her clammy skin. He could feel every circle she made on her clit as her knuckles rubbed against his abdomen as they worked. They climbed higher and higher together, the balloons swelling in the pit of both their stomachs, the ribbon coiling tighter, the water rising to the edges of the river bank.

“Baby, gonna need y’to come with me, okay?” Harry pulled his lips away from hers to look at her as she nodded, “m’gonna count us down, okay, then y’gonna come all over me, yeah? Y’gonna soak me, aren’t you?”

“Harry, now, please I can’t-can’t fucking hold it,” she bucked her hips against his.

“3,” he breathed, the florals of her perfume were stuck to his skin.

“2,” the balloon was threatening to burst, the ribbon was too tight, the water nearly overflowing.

“1,” they both moaned in unison.

It was if two needles simultaneously popped the balloons, a pair of scissors snipped the ribbons as they unravelled, and the banks of the river burst. Harry gripped her hips as he stilled, coming in thick ropes inside of her as Y/N’s back arched off the floor as she met her end, moans echoing around the bottom floor of their house as they worked each other over the peak and down the other side. The balloons were gone, the ribbon in a pile on the floor and the water subsiding as the caught their breath. Harry’s full weight collapsed on top of her as their skin clung to each other’s.

“Fucking hell,” Harry breathed before slumping off her, falling onto his back on the floor before rolling her over to be lying on top of him.

“Bet y’glad you bought that pissing mistletoe now, eh?” Y/N smirked, placing a chaste kiss to his sweaty skin.

“I’m away to buy more of it as soon as I can feel m’legs,” Harry pushed his hair back before tilting his head up to see her, reaching behind him to grab the mistletoe that had fell from its place on the mantle to floor, “how about one more for luck?” he hovered the sprig above their heads as Y/N rolled her eyes before scooching up to kiss him deeply.

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delicatefade · 6 months

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(WIP Wed/Whenever) kissy kissy Dalish elves

What if I actually posted on tumblr instead of just reblogging art? I've been writing a Dragon Age fanfic with no canon characters because I am a clown. It's a love story told in three four stories between my OC Eilan Lavellan and @bluewren's OC Lex Lavellan. They are twenty years old. Here is a fluffy little love snippet. (for any familiar with my main Eilan/Solas story, this is an AU for Eilan.)

Context: Lex and Eilan have been dating in secret for 8 months. Eilan insisted on keeping it secret because she didn't want to be the center of gossip. Lex didn't care if everyone knew but went along with Eilan's secretive nature. Their cover was just blown and everyone at Clan Lavellan now knows. CW: sex implied, nudity word count: 653

Eilan was surprised by how much she enjoyed having her secret exposed. That everyone knew she and Lex belonged to each other made her feel proud, even smug. Surely she had the envy of every other young woman — who better a catch than Lex? And who would have expected him to fall for Eilan, who was pretty enough but a bit odd, a loner who lived too far in her own head and practiced strange hobbies like elven calligraphy and writing. Being recognized as a couple had its practical benefits as well. They no longer had to invent ruses to explain their absences. They could disappear together, hand in hand, in plain view of their clan. Though Lex and Eilan had never named what had grown between them, in the eyes of the others they were clearly now a committed couple. Eilan was inclined to adopt their view.

To disappear together was as far as she dared express herself in public. When they were at camp Eilan preferred not to kiss or touch unnecessarily. Lex, she suspected, would have preferred to flaunt their relationship. He had sat close to her by the fire and rested his hand on her knee. The following day he swam out to where she bathed in the shallow sea just to hold her, the two of them weightless in the water. She reciprocated with a quick kiss, a small touch or a shy embrace, enough to make sure he never felt rejected, but invariably she would cut short his sweet affections, whispering to him that someone could see. He did not seem to mind. Or if he did, he never said. It helped that they often found time to be alone together. They each had daily duties, everyone in the clan did, but Eilan had found a way to pawn off some her chores onto a much younger cousin by baiting the girl with unfair bets. “I bet that when I drop this quill it will fall upwind,” Eilan said, knowing full well she could tip the quill with a sleight of hand. “Bet you can’t blow out all these candles in a single breath,” she said after having coated two wicks in essence of wyvern’s breath so that they would burn more stubbornly. The girl was only twelve, an apprentice healer of an agreeable and shy nature. By the fourth bet Eilan suspected that the girl had caught on, but was so thoroughly enjoying Eilan’s attention that she was willing to spend the day de-stemming spindleweed in Eilan’s stead. On those days Eilan would meet Lex in the forest where it was his duty to tend to wild gardens, thought admittedly when Eilan was there he tended to little but her. “Hold on. One second. I should check on the peppers,” Lex said as he disentangled himself from Eilan and stood up from the ground. They had just made love on a patch of summer squash. Fat bright leaves clung to Eilan’s bare back as she sat up to watch Lex move, his nude body gorgeous in the dappled sunlight. He pulled free a pepper from a nearby plant and screwed up his nose at it. It was a runty thing, curled in on itself like an angry cashew, bright red and gnarled. Lex raised a bewildered brow. “…the fuck?” Eilan repressed a laugh, her whole body shaking, tears in her eyes, lips twitching as she covered her mouth. “Oh yea?” Lex grinned, trying not to laugh. “You think it’s funny?” He tossed the sad pepper behind him and dove towards her, nipping at her neck as he guided her back into the cushy leaves. She shrieked with delight. “It’s all your fault,” he teased. “You’re the… what’s that word again? The title of your play? The Saboteur.” Eilan gasped. “You remembered the title of my play!” Lex wagged his brows cockily as if to say ‘duh.’

Tagging: @monocytogenes, @crackinglamb, @about2dance, @nirikeehan, @theluckywizard, @oxygenforthewicked @melisusthewee @rosella-writes and anyone else who might want to share their WIPs!

#eilan lavellan #my ocs #oc x oc #oc x oc ship #dragon age fanfiction #dragon age fic #wip excerpt #snippet #delicatefade wip #delicatefade excerpts #kissy kissy #dalish elves

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ms. amy, it’s my birthday! i don’t suppose some feathery, ticklish edging on my princely part from you would be a suitable birthday present?? please?? 🥹

"Of course darling darlingggg~ I have such a lovely tickle for birthday boys~ I'm gonna light your candle ooh yesss I am~" My swishy floral dress grazes across your backside as I sit behind you and fluidly tug and toss your shirt aside, chuckling with a knowing attitude. I lean in to further the material sensation and proximity tease, the scent and sensation of my long hair breezing around your upper body ~ the cool stiffness of my thick waistbelt at your lower back when I slip my hands around your chest and midsection, snuggling you to me. "Hmmph ~ birthday blushes huh? Let's get you nice and rosy and bashful and giggly with all this teasing attention~" My nails capture your nipples, thoughtfully playing with them through rapid light strokes while I plant loving kisses on your shoulders.

"Awwe, feel good?" I start cradling your belly and massaging it with drifting tickles from my hand, back and forth while I continue to tease your buttons. "Butttt ~ would be better if..." My hands glide down, pausing to squeeze your hips before undoing your pants and hold them. "Standdd uppp~" I purr, keeping my grip so as you rise your bottoms are slid down. With a playful snicker I gently spank your behind and yank your underwear down too. "Lil spank for the birthday boyyy and I'm gonna make you naked as the day you were born~" I help you out of your discarded clothes and toss them to join your shirt. "There, isn't that better?" I tickle behind your knees and thighs with light pinches, giggling at your every reaction. "Noww~ come to meee~" As you follow my guiding hands down to my lap I hook one arm around your waist and get you right back to the material proximity ~ just as my other hand waves a feather teasingly at you.

"Now ~ this miiight tickle a little~" I follow your reactions, my hand squeezing your side and tracing nails around your tummy while the feather tip begins kissing your prince part's tip. "Tickle tickle....tiiiiickle" I coo softly, just above a whisper in your ear while we watch together your royal part being coaxed out into tickled arousal. "Tiiickleee~ unnnh nice soft featherrrr~" The taunting edge of the feather slides around your tip and under, following the slow swell to tease every bit of newly exposed spots and further the progress. "Kitcheee koooooo~ I know what this feather does to youuuu~" I sing, my lips right at your ear, planting a kissy while I continue to torment your manhood with the lightest of itchy tickles. "Noo nooo~ I know you wanna be naughttyyy but nuuu nuuu~" I wrap my arm around you pinning your arms to your side when you move to touch it, watching with loving awe at how stiff you've gotten. "Awww ~ look at how big you're getting birthday boy ~ all that just from the feather?" I fan the swollen head of your royal rod, letting the feather caress and slide over it, before moving to trace the vein on the underside up and down. "Tiiiiicklesss~ you love your tickles huh? You want moreee? More ticklesss? On your birthday candle?"

I pick up my blush brush, chuckling as I begin to merrily paint your aching royal part up and down while the feather lightly dances along the tip. "Who's the lucky boy?" My lips brush on your nape, my tools edging you along in their dual sensations with soft fluff going up and down your lower length and the feather circling the top. "Who's the lucky birthday boy hmmm?" I work away with my soft tools until you're sufficiently fuzzy, then set them aside and lay you back, fawning over you brushing your hair with my hands as I look down. "Awww poor babyyyy alll worked up from his birthday tickles~~ him soooo desperate for that giggglecum~~"

I smirk, playfully poking down your belly and hip dips before scooting around. My hands grasp yours as I look down and blow a sassy kiss, before moving your hands up, nodding to indicate I want them to stay up ~ or else~. "Noww, don't move preciousss ~ this is gonna be a little ~ intense~" my hand slides behind your princely part letting the length brace on my palm while I lean in, pursing my lips. "mmmmh~ mmmmhmmm~" I hum and lightly start brushing my lips under your tip, giving the lightest of featherlight caresses. Back and forth my lips go, brushing the deathspot, urging you along ~ "Let's light that candle birthday boyyy ~ let it alll out nowwww nice soooft lipsss mmmhh". And when I sense your quivering growing, I start blowing at your tip with a steady teasing contact~ "Ooh there you goooo let's blow out that candleeee~ give it allll to me nowww allll of itttt~" My tongue pokes out as I milk every bit of gigglegasm from quivering cute prince part~ and as you shiver and shakeee my nails start gliding and dancing over your hyper sensitized self whilst I hum you your birthday song ~<3

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Chapter 6

Summary:Lexi goes to Oakland to do a deal with Kev’s cousin with her homies and making it as a road trip, you all make a pitstop to have some fun at the beach and finally getting to the party then having it be too much you and Frankie, and you both decide to leave,to see a old Black pantner Office and seeing a white girl in there and meeting the man who created crack-rock.

Warnings:afab-reader, n-usage, cursing, description of drugs(heavily), making crack, kissing, lying-lexi

Wordcount: 4.4k MDNI! (18+) happy reading

This takes place in episode 7

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The party is winding down with everyone leaving, you turn to him “Hey I’m thinking about leaving.” “Okay baby I’ll walk you home, aye Lexi is leaving.” Kev and Lee nod their head “Aight Lexi you have a good night.” Coming from Lee “Bye Lexi I’ll see you later.” You slowly crawl back into the attic and walking down the stairs with Frankie following you, you past everyone with saying goodnight to Louie and Jerome, he takes your hand and starts walking back to your house “Kev is gonna let me know when we should leave to Oakland, we’re probably gonna leave in a couple days.” “Okay Frankie, maybe I could tell my momma that I wanna sleepover at Shon-shon’s house for the weekend.” “You know you’re gonna have to tell your momma sooner than later about what’s going on about us.” “I know Frankie I just don’t wanna tell her just yet I want to have a back-up plan when I do.” he grips your hand “Well when you do, you know you’ll always have a place at mine.” rolling your eyes “Yeah right nigga, what about Cissy huh you think she’ll be okay with me in your bed.” “Yeah I’ll talk to her, you know how understanding she is.” you walk to the corner of your street, still see your lights turned off around the house, you both get closer to your house, seeing your front window slightly open, Frankie opens the window for you to climb in. You put your leg through the window and almost stumble in, he grabs your hips, steading you to get in your room. He bends down to look at you “I’ll see you later baby, I’ll call you when we leave.” you squat down to his level to look at him, seeing his beautiful chocolate skin, he looks soo damn fine in this moonlight, you lean in to kiss him, slipping your tongue in his mouth, he groans “Okay you need to go to bed baby. I’ll see you later baby.” “Okay baby, I’m excited to go to Oakland I’ve never been.” he smirks at you “Yeah me too baby, aight goodnight.” he gives you one more kiss “Good night baby.” Frankie walks away back to his place with a pip in his step. You changed your clothes into your pjs, slowly getting your muscles relaxed on your comforter going to your dreamland which always has Frankie in it.

A few days later

You hear the light right rain hitting your window, sounding like little taps on your house, painting your hands with a white nail polish, liking the contrasting color with your dark skin, look at your toes and see they dried on as well, you blow on your hands to dry them quickly, your phone rings, shaking your room, getting up from your bed to answer the phone “Hello.” “Aye it’s Frankie.” you smile through the phone “Hey Frankie, what’s up.” “So we were about to leave, come meet us at Cho’s, and Kev and Lee want to get some snacks before we leave though.” “Okay I’ll be there, and tell them niggas to don’t forget my snacks too.” you hear him smiling through the phone too “Aight I’ll tell’em. I love you.” “I love you too baby.” you make a kissy noise through the phone, hearing Frankie’s laugh on the phone, making you smile you hang up the phone.

You walk out to see your momma watching Good times again, ‘Doesn’t she watch anything else?’ “Hey momma, Shon-Shon just called me and she wants to go out tonight, it’s some party that one of her friends is throwing.” “Mhmm maybe, did you clean your room?” “I could clean it, and she wants to have a sleepover again, which will be fun too.” “Okay you can go, and only if you clean your room.” “Thank you momma, and you think I could borrow your umbrella too, I don’t wanna get my hair wet.” “Of course, sweetie it’s in my closet.” you give you momma a hug and walked to your room, looks like some clothes on the floor, stuffing them in your drawers and making your bed, you changed into a black long sleeve and black pants and putting on your shoes, you just pack light stuff like a change of clothes and some underwear, you walk out to your momma’s room to walk grab her yellow umbrella, walking to the living room to give her another hug and a kiss on her head “Okay momma I’m head out I’ll see you later.” “Okay baby call me if you need anything, love you.” “I will, love you too momma.” you walk out of your house to open the yellow umbrella to cover your body and started to walk towards Cho's.

You see your friends sitting patiently waiting for you to show up, it’s still sprinkling outside, see them all eating their snacks, lightly tapping on the window, slightly scaring them, Kev unlocks the door for you, closing your umbrella before you get in “Sup y’all.” them all saying hey back to you “Hey baby.” looking at Frankie “Sup baby.” he had on a light grey shirt with a silver jacket and some dark jeans with tennis shoes, he gives you a light peck on the lips “Y’all better be fuckin’ there either, we gotta long drive ahead of us.” Kev puts his car in drive “Mhmm and how far is it Kev?” “Well it’s about six hours away.” looking at you “What!” coming from you all “But it will be nice y’all, seeing the ocean driving up there, maybe we will take a break there to stretch out our legs.” “I’ve never been to the ocean before.” looking back at Kev “Really? you’ve been to the ocean before.” coming from Frankie “Nope but I’m excited to see though, hey did y’all did get me my snacks.” “Yeah I got 'em right here, I was waiting for you to say somethin’.” Lee hands you some starbursts and some nerds, you grab both of them to start eating the candy, with Kev starts driving off to Oakland.

A couple hours later

The sun is shining on your face, the window rolled all the way down, sticking out your hand to feel the breeze against your hand “Hey I see the beach, we can stop for a few minutes and then leave.” Kev pulls in a parking spot and stuffing off the engine, you all step out to stretch your legs and walking to the oceans, you’ve never seen so much water, it kept going and going, you move your feet through the sand once you reach to the water, you take off your socks and shoes and hold them in your hand and lifting your pants to your legs so they won’t get wet, you see Kev and Lee already have their shoes off and running towards the water, you step on the wet sand with the water touching your white toes “O my god! the water is sooo cold, ahh.” you run back to your friends and see Frankie hanging back, walking closer to him “Why are you not playing in the water Frankie?” “ I just want to get to Oakland.” you put your hand on his chest “Come on take off your shoes.” he groans, taking off his sock and shoes, putting them in his hand “Come on let’s see what they’re doing over there.” you both walk over to your friends, with Lee running to you, touching your shoulder “Tag you it.” and him running away, rolling your eyes, dropping your shoes on the sand, and looking for your next target, Lee and Kev are too far, you see Frankie not to far from you, you moved your feet towards him, getting closer to him your on his tail, he looks back and started running like if he was track star ‘Damn he was fast.’ you thought to yourself and came up with a plan. Faking your fall, making it seem like you hurt yourself badly, he comes back to you, perfect “Baby are you okay?, you’re not hurt are you?” you lift up and touch his stomach “Gotcha baby, you’re it now.” and running like you life depended on it, you hear his footsteps getting closer and closer to you, breaking to your left and running to your friends, he pass you to run towards Lee and touches his shoulder “Okay I’m done running man, I’m breathin’ hard as shit.” a shaky breath coming from Lee “Yeah me too, come on we should probably get going.” y’all walk back to the car and realizing you left your shoes “Oh fuck I left my shoes I’ll be right back.” walking back on to the sand, seeing right where you left them at, picking them up and walking back to Kev’s car.

More hours later

Kev parks the car in front of bike shop, seeing motorcycle’s out in the front, Frankie steps out first and hold the door for you, once you got out, he reaches down to grab his green backpack and puts it on his shoulder and securing the straps around him, you all walked to the the sheet metal door “Aye homie where the door at?” Kev looks around to see a handle and opens the door and opens it for all of you, walking in and seeing some many drugs every, people snorting, inhaling, smoking and drinking, you saw everyone wearing vest with the words ‘Murder Dubb Devils’ on the back and even saw a guy putting coke in his drink “Nicky the record is skippin’, Nicky!” some girl yelling over the music, the dj puts on a new record with hip hop beats coming in. “Family, huh? That’s your mama’s side or your dad’s?” Lee asked Kev, passing through the crowd “Mama’s. But I ain’t never really met him like that.” in the corner you see a bunch of niggas playing a game of dice with money in the ground, still looking for Kev’s cousin, not even knowing what he look like “He gonna be here man.” Kev looking back at y’all “The fuck you is so skinny for.” hearing a loud voice coming next to kev, they both laugh and embracing each other “Hey man, this place is amazing.” Kev tells his cousin “Shit nigga this motherfucking hub here.” Kev turns to y’all “Aye man these are my peeps-.” Frankie cuts him off “How long we gonna be?” Kev looks at him “Man we just got here.” “Let’s do the deal, get the money, and get the fuck out of here.” Frankie not breaking his eye contact with Kev's cousin, he steps up to Frankie “You refusing my motherfucking hospitality?” “Yeah I’m cool to party while we wait.” Lee breaks his silence, you nod your head in agreement “They’ll like him and her too. They both like to party, but you refusing my motherfucking hospitality.” Kev’s cousin put a hand on Frankie’s shoulder “Aight, Aight!” He nods his head in agreement to wait for the deal, some girl passing by Kev and touches his hand to signal for a sample and looking back at him while she goes up the stairs, he looks at Frankie, asking for a sample “We suppose to be sellin’.” “Come on man I just need a little come up, that's all for the tricks man.” He reluctantly hands Kev a small baggie of coke “All right, go find some place, last thing I need is these motherfuckers knowing I got this shit all right. You gettin in our samples man.” Kev snatched it out of his hand “Thanks man and I’m about to get in some coochie.” Kev passes through people to meet up with the girl upstairs.

The cigarette smoke going into your nose, that’s all you can smell right now, you kept following Frankie threw the party and walking up the stairs to see this homeless looking white guy getting a tattoo, drunker than shit “Hey man can y’all look at my tattoo, I just want to know how pretty it is, it’s suppose to be my girl?” you both look at the tattoo with wide eyes, you have never seen a tattoo so hideous, it looks like a child drew it on his back “Wow.” you both say, but really knowing what it actually looks like “Yeah I’ve always wanted to be an artist. But life derailed my dreams, man.” the artist looks up “Hey you wanna a tat? I could even do a two for one special for y’all I’m the best.” you both walked away from that crime scene to the main floor, he posted up on a wall and holds your hand “Where the fuck is this nigga at, we should be driving back by now?” you squeeze his hand “You know how black people are, we are always late when it comes to things like this. CP time you know.” Making him giggle at your joke, when the same girl was giving Kev fuck me eyes is now coming towards you “What’s up with this backpack cutie huh?” you see this touching on your man ‘oh fuck no’ before you could say anything, he grabs your hand and starts walking towards the door “Uhh we gotta do somethin’.’’ Finally having some fresh air in your lungs “I need to get out of there I couldn’t stay there if people start knowin’ I got this coke.” “Yeah I get it, I couldn’t stay there anymore either with all them damn drugs there, come on let’s take a walk.” grabbing his hand and taking a stroll.

Walking on inside of the sidewalk in hand with Frankie, he stops in front of a hardware store, he has this look on his face, he let’s go of your hand to walk inside of the store, on the floor the was a pamphlet of a Black Panther block party with the host of Cissy and Alton at there house, there was broken glass and trash everywhere on the ground and he turns to you walking closer towards you “When I was a kid this was my father store, when he was a panther and I remember coming here and spending time with him, he put me on a chair and put a beret on my head and told me what it means to have my dignity and my self-respect and make sure that other people respect me too.” you smile at him, knowing how Alton is now drunk and homeless and how he got lost with his addiction. “Thank you for sharing with me about that Frankie, I know you don’t talk about Alton that much, maybe talking about can heal your hurt and i’m willing to be there for you.” You walk up closer to him with no one around you, you kiss him starting with little pecks into something more, he pushes you up against the wall, hearing footsteps coming towards you “What are you doing?” you both separated to see a white girl in some raggedy clothes “My bad. Sorry we didn’t know anybody else was here, we can go.” Frankie grabs your hand to walk out of the store “Hold on.” from the white girl “Are you guys…okay?” you both nod your head “Yeah.” he walks closer to the white girl “Umm… Do you have any idea if this used to be a Black Panther office? I think it was.” you wanted to leave but the white girl grabbed his hand to pull him further in the back of the room “Come on.” and you follow.

The white girl in the back is looking for something, standing next to Frankie and she pulls out a small white rock of something, it intrigues Frankie “Wh-what’s that?” she held a pipe “This is my new favorite.” He walks closer to her, she sways her finger as no and starts giggling, he puts his hand up “I won’t, I won’t touch it, just hold it out for me.” she puts the rock in the pipe and lights her match to the pipe and starts inhaling, she blows out the smoke and stumbles back “I ain’t never seen that before, you on your way to space for sure.” you tell her, the white starts walking around in lala land and starts twirling in front of you “I wanna see what it is. Go get some more, huh?” the white girl breathing hard “I’ll buy it.” he tells her, the white walks closer to him “I like you star.” he’s playin’ her “I like you too.” she walks out the the back door to an alleyway, she stops to take off her shoes and walks barefooted “Well you’re not about to walk around here barefoot.” the white girl rolls her “Why not? It feels- it feels so good.” he stops her “Well, you’re gonna mess those pretty feet up.” really nigga, you know the only feet he like is ours, you walk into a park to see some dealers giving out some drugs to people. The white girl walks up to a dealer “Oh shit you back here already and not you walkin’ around barefoot with your feet.” she smiles “Can I get a rock?” Frankie hands the dealer a twenty swiftly grabbing it from him and hands her three rocks, she turns back to Frankie “Come on let’s go.” he smiles back at her “We’ll meet you back there okay we could have one hit each.” The white girl slowly smiles at him and starts walking back to the hardware store.

”Aye how y’all get this coke so cheap?” Frankie ask the dealer “Nigga I don’t know I just shit the shit man.” Frankie grabs a band out of his pocket “I’ll buy everything you got if you show me who cooked it.” The dealer puffs out his chest “Crossin’ a line here blood.” Frankie takes off his backpack and hands it to the dealer, he opens it open to see two keys of coke in there “Country motherfucker. What are you doing?” He walks up closer to the dealer “No tricks, no games man I just wanna know how y’all make what y’all making.” Pleading with the dealer “You wanna meet The Wizard?” He smiles “Yeah man.” He looks down to see that the dealer had on some fresh white adidas with some black strip on the side “Nice shoes.” he said, the dealer tells his homie to hold down the spot “Wait. You seriously gonna take him to Swim?” “This nigga got two keys of coke on him. Hell yeah.” you get into the dealer car to drive to see the wizard.

Stepping out of the car “Good lookin’ out.” you walk into this alley to see a door “Yeah yeah.” he opens the door for y’all, letting you both go through the door and locking it behind him.” the dealer walks in front of you “Hey Swim I gotchu someone to meet.” The Wizard was playing chess with himself “The fuck you want.” he steps closer to him “Aye this nigga got two keys and he wants to know how you make it… they from L.A.” the wizard stands up “Oh, why didn’t you say that in the first place man?” he looks confused “So who are you Micheal Jackson? no this nigga too dark to be Michael Jackson, He more like Sidney Poitier… I don’t know why this Bobby Womack ass-nigga brought you her in my business.” Frankie walks up “It’s my fault I asked I just wanna know what y’all makin’.” the wizard grabs a another bag of rocks and tosses it to the dealer “And don’t come back until your with that.'' The dealer catches the bag and walks out of the door to sell more rocks. Swim walks up to y’all “What’s your name?” “I’m Franklin and this is Lexi.” “They call me Swim ‘cause I’m either swimming in some money or swimming in pussy.” while doing a shake for y’all he was this light blue golden striped button up and a small fro growing on the top of his head “Now y’all ain’t fuckin’ with me now?” Frankie looks at Swim “I can’t tell you if my luck’s been running good or bad, man? But y’all doing something here and we tryin to get in on. Now I might be taking a leap of faith, shit I might be dumb as fuck but this shot… this shot it feels like it’s worth takin’. “Cause I got things I gotta do.” and looking at you, your heart stops “Things I want.” and turning back to Swim “You understand what I’m tryin to sayin?” Swim takes a seat look at Frankie “If you’re the man cookin this up it means you are an artist. In my experience artists create and they want the whole world to experience it,you an artist swim.” Swim say “Maybe?” “So teach me…..show us how to create the way that you do. We’ll take it back to L.A and spread the word.” Swim nods his head in agreement with Frankie to show us the way of making crack rock.

Walking up the stairs to a red light hallway, Swim moves the gate to let y’all in, to see a kitchen upstairs there was a cooker there named Angelico “Angelico we’re gonna cook up one more batch tonight.” Swim takes the two keys out and sets them on the table “Keep up now. Were gonna go fast you dig?” Swim cuts the key in half, pouring some out on a plate and smashing it with a sledgehammer “So these Peruvians, right, when they make their cocaine they got this paste. This cocaine paste at the bottom of the barrel, they call it “bah-say” Nasty shit.” Angelico takes the plate to move into the stove “But you take this “bah-say”, roll into a cigarette that shit gets you fuck up, Jack so I had some of my boys who flew down to Peru for the weekand.” Angelico turns on the stove to put the coke in a mason jar “Some of my niggas was smoking it with some bitches..and they love it… bitches love it too.” putting some water in it and in a small pot that they have, Angelico takes out some baking soda to the equal part of the coke and putting in the jar, a smoke puffs out releasing the toxins, the cooker walks up to Frankie handing it to him and signaling it to swirl it around “Those the only ingredients?” he hands it back to the cooker “It’s like bacon and eggs, Bert and Ernie, sometimes it only takes two things to complement each other.” “Like peas and carrots?” you say, Swim laughs “Yeah peas and fucking carrots.” As the coke hardens slowly forming into small white rocks, Swim picks up the jar swirling it around to show the both of you “See those rocks? They’re starting to swim like tadpoles” The rocks clinging against each-other “Can I get a high from breathing these fumes in?” Starting to smell the pungent order almost like burnt plastic, you back away from the smell “You get a contact, but you won’t get high. Y’all wanna hit shit when we done?” Frankie shakes his head no “Nah, I don’t use.” Swim looks at you “And what about you?… you wanna hit this?” Moving your head into a no “Nah I’m good, I don’t use either.” “Mhhmm you should consider it nigga, that shit open up dark places in your brain, these place ain’t never been touched before.”Coming to Frankie to touch his third eyes “Deep dark places.”

Angelico pours out the water out of the jar and puts the large rock on a clean plate and hands it to Swim, he takes out a razor blade to cut the rock into small pieces, he puts up the tiny rock to show you and Frankie “Thus creation is born, you get $50 for this rock man.” Swim hands the rock to Angelico “He's tweakin’ right now.” You look at Swim “You think we can make some more?” Swim looks back at you “Shit. How much more?” “All of it.” with Frankie looking at Swim.

Next Morning

You both walked to the biker gang shop in hand, seeing it in the morning was soo different, it was so quiet and peaceful. Frankie jiggles the doorknob is locked, you both look to see Kev’s car is still here, with Lee and Kev sleeping in the car, you both walk to the car he knocks on the window, waking them up out of their sleep “What time is it?” he smiles “What’s up man?” a sleepy drunk voice coming from the back “Saint?” “Did the boss man ever show up?” “Did he ever? fuck is wrong with you.” Kev still sleepy “Devon was mad as hell, man you almost got me killed man shit would’ve been better though I’m never drinking again.” Frankie felt sorry “My bad man. Sorry we left, we just had to leave, get my mind right.” Lee not believing “All night?” he nods his head “Got caught up.” they both suck in their lips and making a scoff “Come on, man Open the door shit.” “Yeahhh shotgun.” Coming form Lee, you both moved into the backseat “Hey we hit 7-Eleven before we hit the highway”said Lee and getting in the car “Oh, yeah sure you know soon as Franklin tell us why he blew the deal, we drove all the fuck out here for. And why he got me kicked out of my own cousin’s spot. And where he been out all night, then we can go to 7-Eleven Leon!” Kev says sarcastically, Frankie pulls out a large bag of 12 large rocks of crack and showing it to them, they are confused never seen anything like that before “The hell-“ “Fuck is that?” Frankie looks at you and then turns to look at them and say

“Our future.” they roll their eyes and sucking in their teeth and talking under their breath “Man.” “Nigga you crazy man, fuck you talking about man? I don’t want to hear all that. We’re going home.” Frankie puts the bag back into his backpack and zips it back up, he puts his arm around you pulling you in closer to him, relaxing under his touch,snuggling up closer to his body, he gives you a forehand kiss “Go to sleep baby I’ll wake you up when we get there.” you close your eyes, resting your head on his shoulder, Kev turns on the engine and drives off back to South Central to dream about once again Franklin Saint.

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And that’s a wrap everyone, we finally meet the man who created crack and everyone will live happily ever after(not 👀) but I actually have a little break for myself bc I start a new job and i’m sooo excited to that god forsaken place, but enough about my real life. This chapter was alittle tame for me and i’ve been rewatching snowfall (big help!) but Lexi needs to stop lying to her momma, idk when i want to know when the momma’s in this storyline but the only thing I know is she ain’t gonna be happy 👀and did y’all see Damson’s look at the met gala, my man is fione like do you y’all ever get mad for when a nigga is sooo FIONNNEE (that’s me🧎🏿‍♀️) but thank you sosososo much for going with me on this journey, It’s been amazing.

Love, nazzy💕

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megatraven · 2 years

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Got an Astoria question for you! 😌

From each route, what is your favourite part? Like out of each of their seasons including the Lost Kisses ones 👀💛

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For Alex, my favorite part of their route is 1000% the proposal, but that's not in the actual route itself so idk if it counts lmao. If it doesn't, then my favorite part is forever going to be that scene in AFK Season 2 where MC tells them that she didn't want to get in their way and Alex stops Everything to tell her that she's never in their way, that she is their way. That scene is everything to me. The reassurance in the face of doubt and danger. The fear and the heartache and the love, the knowing that they each need to be better for the other. (MC needing to communicate better with them. Alex needing to make sure that she knows she can come to them at any time for any reason.) It's just. Such an incredibly important scene.

For Medusa, my favorite part.... I think I have to go with that scene in AFK Season 3, when Medusa has been avoiding MC/keeping her out of the know and MC confronts her when it all boils over after Medusa misses their appointment with the wedding planner. Where Scylla and Eryn side with MC and reassure her that Medusa will make the right choice. And where MC goes home (to her own apartment) to find Medusa sitting in the dark, thinking she really didn't know MC anymore. They make up afterwards and work to re-establish their broken boundaries and stuff and it was just so. AUGH SO GOOD!!!! The drama, the hurt..... the apologies, not just a simple "I'm sorry I did this" but an apology through their actions and fully open communication. They make it through such a big relationship issue and it brings them closer together and they come out stronger than ever before!!!!

For Cerberus, My favorite part is 100% in ALK Season 2, when MC and Cerberus are having an argument and Cerberus summons his aura when he's sitting across the office from MC... and his aura immediately seeks MC out and gives her little aura kissies <3 Cerberus calls them back for bothering her but MC is like "They only did it because they're an extension of you and you love me" or whatever she says and she also says that she loves his dogs and it's just. So. CUTE!!!!! Even in their argument they just love each other so much. AND!!! Following said argument, Cerberus apologizes and immediately is like "I'm so sorry for calling you stupid, no one should EVER say that to you" and MC goes on to talk about how she does value herself and it's not up to anyone else to say how she values herself. Just. a very very good conversation.

(I'm starting to see a pattern in my favorites,,,, conflict resolution my beloved)

For Hydra, there's the scene in AFK Season 2 where MC gets fired and lowkey blows up at Hydra and gives up and just. Leaves. And then she meets Ladon and I always make her scream out her frustration. And then Ladon brings her to the bar (and texts Hydra at some point so he knows where she is) and then all the monsters in Eryn's bar treat MC to drinks. And she's like totally drunk by the time Hydra comes to her, and she's embarrassed of how she's acted so she doesn't really know what to say or do, and they just sit there for awhile in silence. And Hydra doesn't leave her alone for one second, and he helps her get home when she's had too much to drink and she kind of cuddles into him. It's a moment where she's in a lot of pain but Hydra stays with her through it all, and just wants her to rest and be okay. The love shines through <3

For Astraeus, it's 100% that scene in AFK Season 1 with the Alex confrontation. But in regards to scenes that actually, you know, have Astraeus..... my favorite is that scene where MC rushes to the rooftop of HERA and like throws off her shoes and rips out her hair tie and she's shouting with all of her being for Astraeus, and he comes, even when he's being actively poisoned by Earth's atmosphere. The way he immediately accepts her and whisks her away the moment she asks him to, and the unbridled joy he feels, and the aching sadness that she ever had to feel so hurt. But at the same time he sees and recognizes her power. Not to mention that KISS they share. Not to mention the scene shortly after where Selene and Helios tell MC that they're there for her, to support her and be with her because they love her, too... So so so so good. (Though I will say this scene MIGHT be tied for my fave with that scene at the end of ALK Season 2 where MC sees her mom again and she's like "Maybe I should have just let the gods replace me with Hera" bc that is Heartbreaking.)

For Hades, there's that scene in AFK Season 3 where Hades is being all self-sacrificing in a misguided attempt to protect MC and keep her safe from the other gods, and in doing so he hurts her by renouncing her as his fiancée. And when MC confronts him about it when he's in his little jail cell, he's so cold towards her that it absolutely breaks her heart and she rips off her engagement ring and throws it at him. The emotions in it are so raw and I really do understand both sides of the situation but Hades is hurting MC so much more than she would be hurting otherwise. THAT SCENE in contrast to the following scene (iirc, it's been a hot minute since I read S3) where he breaks out of his cell and talks with her for a moment and he's so gentle with her and it's so OBVIOUS that he loves her so damn much..... and then he makes her pass out and disappears and it's just. So. Painful. But so, so good.... I love it.

For Chimera, I think my favorite scene has to be in AFK Season 2 when MC and Alex meet with Prime at the Boarback and Alex has to dip out for a second so Prime is like poking and prodding at MC with mean things about Chimera and MC like SNAPS and she starts going off on Prime and Prime starts to say something and MC is like "I wasn't done talking" and she keeps going just absolutely fueled by adrenaline and the need to defend her guy <3 It's SUCH a good scene and it lives in my head rent-free. It's also really funny because she storms out of the bar after that and just leaves Alex behind without saying anything LMAO

#lovestruck voltage #lovestruck #astoria: lost kisses #astoria: fate's kiss #astoria #alex cyprin #alex #medusa #hydra #cerberus #hades #astraeus #afk mc #i had to disqualify myself from talking about chimera prime for chimera's #talkign about just chimera prime*#but my actual fave part of his route is any chimera prime scene at all #but ESPECIALLY the scene where she kisses mc and mc is like 'wait shes a good kisser'#long post

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secretsfromthegirlnextdoor · 2 years

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Pairing: JJ Maybank x female!OC

Part: 8/??

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“Would you quit your bitching?!” Kie shouted over the boys clamoring and moaning about being up so early. The four Pogues elbowed their way through the crowds on Main Street, folded up lawn chairs slung over their shoulders as they searched for a decent spot to set up. “The 4th of July parade is fun!!” She demanded

“It’s for little kids, Kie” Pope grumbled, earning him a smack on the arm.

JJ took a long drag of his juul, blowing smoke towards some random Kook as John B turned his head to speak “I second what Pope said, this is lame as fuck”

“We’re here to be normal teenagers for once, and to support Sammie” Kie snapped “and there’s free candy!!” She sang in a sing-songy voice

“I dunno, my bed was pretty comfy” JJ quipped back, leaving out the part about how the bed he was in just a couple hours ago was Sam’s.

Forty minutes in the blazing sun did nothing to quell the boys complaining, and by the time the parade finally made it to where they were camped out, Kie was pretty over the whole experience too. The little kids around them started shouting and waving their hands and their tiny American flags for the free candy, and before she knew it, John B, Pope and JJ were all pushing each other around, practically shoving kids out of the way to snap up the pieces that fell on the ground.

As the parade passed them by with elaborate floats and local groups, they heard the marching band approaching and the four friends all stood up and craned their necks to find Sammie. “Clarinet” she had reminded them, “I’m right smack dab in the middle”. The baton girls passed by first, one of them winking and making a kissy face at John B, eliciting slaps on the back and teasing from the other boys, followed by the flutes and piccolos, and then finally the clarinets.

JJ spotted her first, letting out a loud woop and pointing so their friends wouldn’t miss her. She was hard to spot, everyone looked the same with their hair tucked into the stupid feathered hats, but as soon as she caught his eye he couldn’t look away.

“AYYYY THERE'S OUR GIRL!!!” He shouted

“SAMMIE I AMMIE!!!!” “WOOOOO” the four friends screamed and shouted, never failing to embarrass the youngest member of their crew. John B fished a tootsie roll out of the cup holder in his folding chair and whipped it in her direction, missing Sam all together, but thwacking a trumpet four rows back. A blush spread across her face and Sam stopped playing momentarily to mouth ‘stooooop’ with wide eyes at the rowdy group, eliciting laughs and more shouts.

Just as soon as they appeared, the band rounded the corner and headed back to the start of their parade route, while all of the spectators started gathering up their items and folding their chairs back up.

“I guess that wasn’t all bad” Pope remarked as he swung his folded chair over his back “yeah I love listening to ‘Yankee Doodle’ over and over again” John B said sarcastically as he tossed another piece of candy into his mouth. “Let’s get breakfast at that diner on First Street,” he suggested, chewing his candy enthusiastically.

“Yeah yeah, We’ve gotta scoop Sammie up from the surf shop first though bro” JJ replied, taking another hit off of his juul. “You guys get her, we’ll get a table” Kie instructed, pointing at John B and twisting around, headed in the direction of the diner.

“Dude she is so hangry” Pope said, both boys letting out a laugh as they watched Kie and JB weave their way through the mass of people before turning and making their way to the surf shop.

The boys approached the shop to see a lone marching band member sitting on the sidewalk in front. “Uh excuse me sir?” JJ teased, “which way to the loser convention?”

Sammie tilted her head back and squinted up at him with a look that could kill and uttered one single word, “rude”. JJ held his hands up in mock surrender, smirking and taking a step back as Pope reached his hand out and helped her up, then let go and wiped his hand on his pants “ew dude you’re sweaty af”

She rolled her eyes and gave him the same look she’d just given JJ, “it’s a million degrees out here and I’m in a wool suit!”

“Take that shit off, we’re going to the diner and you know we can’t be seen with a band nerd” JJ said as he pointed at her uniform, and they started meandering in the direction of breakfast. Sam unclipped the chin strap and pulled her hat off, letting her long hair tumble out and unravel. JJ’s eyes were fixated on her, mouth falling open as she shook her hair out in the breeze, before he could snap out of it she took the hat in both hands and launched it in his direction “you’re such a jerk!” Sam yelled playfully.

Before JJ had a chance to retaliate, an older man approached them with a smile, “Hey! That was great!” He said, directing his words at Sam. “Oh, uh, thanks” she said with a timid smile, eyes brushing the ground.

“Can we get a photo?” The man asked, smiling and gesturing to the person behind him to take his phone and snap a picture. “Yeah… sure” Sammie said awkwardly as JJ and Pope shuffled out of the way to allow for the photo with their friend and this random guy, keeping their eyes locked on the situation unfolding in front of them.

The man wrapped his arm around her small frame and smiled big for the photo, while Sam shrunk into her uniform, plastering on a tense smile. Pope and JJ exchanged a look, not sure if they should jump in and save her. The woman got a few pictures and then handed the phone back to the first guy, he swiped through his phone, surveying the pictures and then looking back to Sammie “thanks! we’ll see you around!” She smiled and nodded and the man took off, continuing in the direction he had been walking earlier.

“Well…. That was weird” Pope said matter of factly, “Damn girl, you have adoring fans and everything!” JJ exclaimed, bumping her shoulder with his own as they started back up walking to the diner. Sam laughed nervously, working on the clips of her uniform top, pulling it open to reveal a plain white tank top and sighing at the fresh air. Again, JJ couldn’t pull his eyes away.

“Do you know him or something?” Pope questioned, seeing the look of concern written all over her face as she nodded and replied with a ‘mhmmmm’ shrugging her uniform coat off and flinging it over her shoulder.

“Wait shit, is that one of our teachers or something?” JJ said, looking back to try and get another glimpse of the man as he set Sammie’s uniform hat on his head. Pope and Sam each shot him a questioning look, “dude, what?” Pope said

“That was my dad,” Sammie explained flatly, stopping JJ and Pope in their tracks as they stared at their friend. The girl kept walking, eventually stopping when she noticed the boys absence and turning around with a bewildered look. “Guys I’m starving!” She whined.

“That was your DAD?!” Pope yelled, making his way closer to where she was now standing. Sam shrugged her shoulders at him “did you know he was coming?” He asked, grabbing her shoulders. Sam shot a look at JJ, then dipped her head and set her eyes on the ground, nodding, “he called me this morning” she said in a small voice, then picking her head up to face the boy with tears threatening at the corners of her eyes “can we go eat now?”

Pope pulled Sam into a hug, “sure, we’ll get food now” looking over her head at JJ, mouthing ‘what the??’ As JJ shrugged and mouthed back ‘I dunno!’ The boy pulled back and wrapped his arm around Sam’s shoulders, “c’mon, let’s go”

“So that’s what your vanishing act was about this morning?” JJ whispered in her ear as the group walked through town after their breakfast, he and Sam had fallen behind, taking a slower pace than the rest. She looked up at him, then sighed, turning her eyes back to the sidewalk in front of them and nodding, “I’m sorry, I just needed time to process, I didn’t know how to explain”. JJ shrugged and held his hands up in mock surrender “hey, I get it, no worries” they walked a few more steps in silence “but like,” he stammered before continuing, “you could have told me, ya know? I just wanna be there for you”. Again Sam looked at him, grinning and nodding “I know” The two caught up with the rest of the group, falling into step behind their friends as they planned out the rest of their day.

“He wants to take me to dinner tonight,” Sammie said quietly, keeping her eyes locked on the horizon as she sat on the edge of the dock and kicked her legs in the water. JJ sat on the edge of the handrail, one leg hanging over each side while he blew a puff of smoke out of his mouth “oh really? No shit.” She nodded, turning her head to look at him. “You gonna go?” JJ asked. At first, Sam replied with a shrug, then thought for a moment and replied “I guess so, it’s a free dinner” she said casually. “Very true,” he responded “best not to pass up free food”. The dock bobbed slightly for a few more minutes as the two listened to their friends shriek and laugh as they swam in the water below.

“What do you think he wants?” JJ questioned, taking another hit from his juul. “Hmm?” She questioned wordlessly, “You think he wants something?” Sammie asked, turning back over her shoulder to look at him. “I mean you haven’t seen him in how long?” He said after blowing out the smoke “Absent parents don’t just come around for no reason, not in my experience anyway”. Sam turned her whole body to face him now, “I guess so” she said with yet another shrug, looking down and focusing her attention on the peeling nail polish on her toes. “Sorry, didn’t mean to burst your bubble or whatever” he apologized as he hopped down off the railing, noticing the change in her body language.

“No bubble to burst,” she said, pulling her legs into her chest “like I said, I’m going for the free food” he smirked, ambling to the other side of the dock shelter to look out over the water. “You want me to come?” He asked gently, avoiding eye contact. “I think I can handle it,” Sam reassured him. “I know, just figured I’d offer,” JJ replied with a shrug. “Thanks JJ” she whispered looking again at her toes. “Now get your ass in the water!!” He shouted, lunging at her and grabbing around her waist as he lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder. Sam shrieked but didn’t have enough time to fight back as JJ took one swift step and leapt into the water below.

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fumikomiyasaki · 2 years

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“they can all just kiss my ass.” with Rubi x Meta, “kissing burns calories you know.” Lyla x Petva, “you owe me a kiss.” with Carol and James or “teach me how to kiss?” with Mel and Fabio

Kissy prompts ask

Rubina was frustrated... she was done with the world today and just wanted to have some peace... as at least Metaron noticed her storm past him... he was worried about her and so he followed her to one part of the courtyard where she used her rapier to strike one tree in its core... swiftly blowing a hole into one... as Meta slightly tapped her shoulder... she turned around like a cornered animal...

"Ruby... are you fine?"

"Not really... I got a call from my parents... then I got forced to meet some suitors yesterday and in the end I am not one step back to freedom..."

"Did you try to talk to them?"

"They can all just kiss my ass." She suddenly yelled in frustration before covering her mouth...

Metaron pulled his arm around her and hugged her tight...

"Listen... I know it's uncomfortable but... you have to face them.... but I will promise you I will be there to support and defend you..."

"Meta... I... am so sorry for yelling before..."

"Don't be... you were just frustrated and I get that..." she lightly leaned upwards to kiss his neck in response...

Lyla was busy doing some Yoga poses while Petva behind her boxed a bag against the wall... however Petva found themself distracted at times looking at Lyla... trying to catch her off guard as they slightly moved behind her... in the right opportunity pinning her to the ground... kissing her over her face and her neck.

"P-petva... h-hey... I just wanted to warm up."

"Kissing burns calories, you know."

Lyla chuckled at this statement... true they were right but... she couldn't resist them really like this.

"There is another way you can burn calories as well if you wanted to."

And quickly Petvas ears twitched and they got excited... carrying Lyla off quickly... faster than she could say something else.

Packing her bag after a tutoring session with James and Fabio she found something among the stack of books... something like an emblem stuck between them... she did remember James often wearing it... and so she tried to follow after the direction he went to so she could give it back to him... she managed to stop him at the lockers.

"Carol? Did you forget something?"

"I wanted to ask you the same... I think his belongs to you."

His eyes lit up as he took the pin in his hand.

"It would be bad if I lost this... I owe you one..."

"Hmm.... You owe me a kiss. Then we are quit."

He chuckled. "If you say so... then..."

Pulling her closer her pressed his lips against her... Carol didn't really want to let go so she held her arms around him pressing her tongue a little in to tease him... as he finally did manage to get lose. Face of them both red from their display....

"I need to go to class, so..."

"Right sorry... see you then..."

They both went in opposite direction... Carol still smiling bright from the kiss. It was like a refresh of the day.

Fabio was on the brink of nervous... he did manage to reach the hurdle to tell Melanie he liked her... however he had like no relationship experience. But still he wanted to do his best to give her what he could... so he did try to approach her about his idea...

"Um Mi-I mean... Melanie, do you have time for me. "

"Sure... I have a break right now..."

She walked with him to a more secluded place of the courtyard...

As Fabio bowed politely before her visibly tense.

"Please, Teach me how to kiss"

"Huh?!" Melanie quickly went red at his question...

"I d-dont have much experience either..."

"Then let's try it together... I thought this way we could... um..."

He sat down in the grass as she leaned to him... pressing a light soft kiss on his lips... it tasted kind of sweet for him and made his heart race quicker...

"I-i think for the first one this is fine but... we could try again next time."

"S-sure..."

In the end it was not a bad first kiss but it left both emberassed for a while..

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #twst #disney twst #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc #twst ocs #twisted wonderland fanschool #rubina von loketon #rubina x metaron #carol ann #carol x james #fabio vierunar #fabio x melanie #lyla x petva #lyla atsuki

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steele-soulmate · 5 months

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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 533, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby

WORDS: 1186

“… And over here we have a private room, which you will be put into following your C-section to recover.”

I hummed as Elizabeth pushed me in my wheelchair. I hold holding onto Elle as the family kept up easy pace around the nurse conducting the tour of Saint Mary’s Maternity Hospital for Expectant Mothers. Peter had offered to carry me, making the surrounding staff visibly swoon at how doting he was being towards me. I had told him that I didn’t mind riding in a wheelchair.

“Besides, I’d rather not quirk your leg,” I explained as he took to a knee to press a whiskery kiss to my temple.

“I love you, my sweetheart,” he purred possessively before standing up to his full height and endcapping our party.

Little girl and Baby Tommy toddled on either side of me, the two babies holding onto the extra-long neck strings of my hoodie as not to become separated from us. Both were holding onto their little dollie friends as they went about doing their baby business, babbling softly and pattering along quietly.

“… and here we have the floor’s nurses station. Oh do remind me if your kids will be playing a role in bringing the Ratajczyk triplets into the world?”

“Last time I helped mommy give birth, Baby Violet Marie died,” Elizabeth muttered darkly.

“Listen to me now Elizabeth,” I ordered her, the party coming to a abrupt stop right in the middle of the hallway, me pulling my daughter to stand right in front of me, where I brought her in for a tender hug. “Baby Violet Marie’s death was not your fault. It was never your fault, and it will never be your fault. Do you understand me?”

Elizabeth looked at me with teary eyes, and I knew just what she needed.

“Do you need a nice, long cry?” I asked her, pulling her in all the more tighter. “Go ahead and cry. You’re safe now.”

I made shushing noises and rubbed at her back as Elizabeth became emotionally vulnerable yet again, something that’s been happening more and more as of lately, I couldn’t help but notice. The only thing that Peter and I could do was reassure her and just let her come in for cuddles.

“Have you been talking to Charlie?” I asked her in a quiet voice as Peter joined us, keeling next to us and wrapping his muscular arms tightly around us both. “Elizabeth, would you like to me schedule you to see her for two hours at a time instead of one hour at a time?”

Elizabeth couldn’t find her breath to respond, only having enough energy to release a choked cry right before retucking her face into my neck.

“Don’t cry Lizz Lizz!” little girl begged from her spot hugging her big sister’s legs. “Don’t cry! Need kissies?”

“Uppie uppie uppie!” Baby Tommy demanded, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet as he ordered to be picked up. Katie picked him up, earning her a happy little cheer. “Yay yay! Tank ou, Kate Kate!” He then grabbed ahold of his big sister’s face and began to pepper her tear streaked face with loud MWAH MWAH MWAHs.

“Mommy, why don’t you and daddy continue on with the tour?” Katie suggested. “I can take Lizz Lizz and Baby Tommy and little girl and Isabelle and go find somewhere to go and sit. Does that sound good?”

“Are you sure, mo stór?” I hummed softly, hating seeing my daughter in clear distress.

“We can have a tea party!” she suggested venomously, grabbing Elle and Jing from me before guiding everyone off.

“I like the way you parent.”

“Well, I don’t know about Peter, but I do like parenting them!” I chuckled as the nurse took it upon herself to push me, Peter and Baby Eve quickly falling into place besides me. “They are all such easy kids!”

“I bet! I follow Elizabeth on Instagram, I really like the shorts that she started to release where she covers requested songs!”

“Yeah, well she’s a talented musician,” Peter chuckled. “Katie plays the piano also, and we’re also anticipating the babies picking up musical instruments in the future.”

“What do you see the babies as playing?”

“Well, Baby Tommy will probably follow in his daddy’s footsteps and take up the cello, and little girl will probably take up the drums or the guitar,” I started as we were wheeled past a nursery with a window that showcased little pink faced babies bundled up snuggly tightly in blankies and corralled in plain bassinets. “It’s too soon to diagnose Baby Eve with a musical instrument though.”

“Ah, okay. Up next we have our cafeteria, Saint Mary’s hospital food is much better than your standard hospital’s food! I must recommend the spaghetti and meatballs- so much yum!”

“My sister will still bring me food to eat.” I blanched at the idea of eating grade school issued mystery meat. “Like no offence, but I once got food poisoning from eating hospital food.”

“Why were you in the hospital, sweetheart?” my husband asked me, wrinkling his nose.

“Oh, I had a really bad head cold, and mom was out of town for something,” I recalled in a bland voice. “Daddy overreacted- as per usual- since it was flu season, and so I was kept for an hour while testing was done on me. Near the end, I was offered a cup of chocolate pudding, which led to the food poisoning.”

“Bleh,” shuddered Peter theatrically, bouncing Baby Eve on his shoulder. “Sounds awful.”

“Oh you have no idea, my love,” I grumbled. “Fluids were coming out both ends for nine solid straight days.”

The nurse coughed awkwardly.

“Might I draw your attention back to our…”

Mo stór, my dear, Irish Gaelic

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[MM Rasey uwu]

"So, this is my place," Casey said, shutting the front door behind Raph once they entered, "Ma doesn't like shoes worn aroun' the house so yanno, take 'em off."

He'd rather his mother not find reason to dislike Raph off the bat; she was already pretty apprehensive about the whole mutant thing after all,

"Uh, bathroom under the stairs, kitchen at the end if ya hungry - but ma should only be a couple more hours; she knows you're stayin' for dinner so, yanno, won't be too long until food," Casey shrugs, soon grinning, "We can 'ave the livin' room an' play games until then."

Leading the way into the small, slightly crowded, living room, Casey soon found himself distracted by someone very important. Stepping away from Raph, he stood by the sofa, soon grabbing and lifting up a big ball of black fluff. Said black fluff soon moved though, ears twitching and a pair of large green eyes staring out. They yawned, meowing as Casey pulled the small creature into a hug, the cat clearly happy as she began to purr,

"Hey baby~ Did ya miss me?" He began to baby talk, seemingly forgetting he's not alone, "I missed you fluffball, yeah I did~"

He made little 'kissy' noises, the cat moving her head to bump her nose against his own, soon nuzzling in as she drooled onto his shoulder and purred loudly. Real loudly. He laughs, mostly to himself, before turning. Face went red, when he realises Raph witnessed all of that,

"Ahem, ignore that," Casey mutters, shifting the cat so she was being cradled, "This is Puck, she's my ol' lady," He pressed a kiss to her forehead, not caring for the fur that stuck to him, "She's a big cuddly fluffball - loves bein' held," Clearly, "I'm sure she'll probably climb onto ya lap the second she's used to ya."

| Muse Interaction

Donnie had fun bragging about be the first out the four of them having to go over to a friends house. And for a whole weekend at that, even if that meant that uh Yvonne? Right Yvonne. Don had be riding on the whole high ever since he came back, even if he had to have Yvonne come over to the lair with her folks to meet Splinter first just to make sure 'his son would be around good people'. He loved their dad course he dose but he can be so over the top even now. With them going to school he still gets so overly worried about the humans least he stopped waiting by the entrance of the lair everyday or texting and blowing up their phones if they were even a second late. Raphael didn't have to go through some a big party 'meet the parents' deal either just had to have Splinter meet Casey which didn't go that well. Splinter didn't mean to scare Casey after all but he did think Casey less of a threat knowing him just showing up is apparently enough to get him to faint.

Dork, He thinks as he smiles to himself following behind said dork now as they made their way to Casey place. Just to hang out nothing special or anything. Be great if his heart would get on the same page here. It was annoying enough to hear Donnie being brat over well everything between him and Casey, but at the same time who else was Raph gonna tell about everything between him and Casey? Other than his twin? Not that the brat could resist holding back and poking some fun and his slip ups here and there. Raph isn't sure if Don was doing it on purpose but he near about made this strike at Raphael's competitive nature. Seeing as Donnie was the first to go to a friends place, hell Donnie spent a whole weekend there and none of them got to forget it. Especially Raphael sometimes he regrets opening his beak to Donnie. But it was enough to get past his own nerves and get his feet to move when Casey invited him over.

Would he be this nervous if he was going over to just anyone's place? Or was this unique to Casey? Being alone together? had his heart racing fast in his shell.

"Play it cool Raphael" He mutters under his breath as they drew closer to Casey's place at last.

"So, this is my place,"

Stepping inside as Casey shut the door behind them. Let Raph sort of take his first glance around the place. There was a bit of a curiosity oh what Casey home was like considering Casey himself. The place looked well cared for but he's pretty sure that's more thanks to his mom.

"Ma doesn't like shoes worn aroun' the house so yanno, take 'em off."

"Hmm? Oh, 'ight." Raphael glanced down to his feet and nodded as he went and moved his left foot behind his right. Slightly holding down the heel of his shoe so his foot would pop right out before tugging his left one out next. "Dad's the same way. I'm not sure why it matters since we live in a sewer, though." He moves to follow behind Casey as they start to give him a feel of the layout of his place.

It's was kind of small, but for two people, it seemed like that would be enough space, really. Did make him wonder why he was only just Casey and his mom. Sure, it had only been his brothers and Splinter, but don't think that really apllied to humans? Hmm had Casey ever mentioned his Dad before actually? He hears about his mom an awful lot. And part of Raph more notes that to Casey clearly being a mama's boy himself. Mister rebeal he claimed to be couldn't bear to tract drit into his mom's home.

Why is he so cute? And what did it say about Raphael that he found that trait appealing? Casey really put his mind through the spin cycle of the washer.

"Uh, bathroom under the stairs, kitchen at the end if ya hungry - but ma should only be a couple more hours; she knows you're stayin' for dinner so, yanno, won't be too long until food,"

Raphael can't help how he smiles back in response to Casey own. "Nah 'm good coach got me on some carb diet, so I eat a lot at lunch now." Raphael idly mentions. He was curious what his mom would make though. Would it be more Candanian food? Made sense if she did Casey held on to anything strictly Canadian like it was his heritage after all.

It's Casey chances are they thought it was too.

"We can 'ave the livin' room an' play games until then."

"Yeah? Sweet I always beat my bros, maybe I can finally get some competition!" Raoh states as he slightly bumps Casey's arm with his elbow. Only slightly regreating the touch once his brain connected they had touched left to chuckle in the most embrassing way he had ever heard himself laugh? Was it even a laugh? A clearly awkward nervous one that wouldn't stop.

Casey seemed to take lead to his living room and Raph slammed his face into his hand as he followed in to the cramped space. Only peeking to look when he noticed Casey picking up something from the couch. He could even tell the back fur ball was actually living till her head lifted and ear twitched slightly. Catching his attention as it seemed to start moving.

"Hey baby~ Did ya miss me?"

Raph lofted a hand to his beak trying to keep from laugh as he bit at his bottom bill over the sound of Casey voice just now.

"I missed you fluffball, yeah I did~"

Watching the display of affection he swear no one would suspect Casey Jones was able to display towards the black cat. Little kossy sounds throw her ways as he nuzzled against her. The cat purring up a storm in response to Casey. Did have Raph's smile softening up at the sight. Till Casey recalled he wasn't alone turning to face Raphael and challenge him fir the who red suited most as thier fave was quick to flush red hot before they very lamely tried to cover up that slip up just now.

"Ahem, ignore that,"

"Yeah ain't happenin' tough guy." Raphael comments smirking yoward Casey to make it clear he wouldnt be living it down. As Raph walked over to get a better look at the cat, as Casey set her back down on to the couch. Raph smirk not really fading even as his attetuoned shifted to her. She was cute, like a piece of darkness came to life with how dark her fur was it just made her green eye pop against her fur. Uh green eyes could kind of pretty.

"This is Puck, she's my ol' lady,"

Shifting to look back at Casey as they couldn't seem to stop with the displays of affection. But biting his toung from teasing just now. Because well it was kind of sweet how affectionate Casey was with his cat, Puck. Raphael was going to make sure to remember her name.

"She's a big cuddly fluffball - loves bein' held,"

"An' you clearly love gettin' to cuddle her." He teases in good humor before he moves to crouch wanting a better look at her slightly smiling at the cat in front of him.

"I'm sure she'll probably climb onto ya lap the second she's used to ya."

Raphael just hopes she in the least tolerates him seeing hiw she means so much to Casey after all.

"Your really cute." Raphael states but before it can be assume he ment puck he looked up at Casey. "Pucks cute too."

Attetuon back to her as he wonders how best to approach a cat is it like a dog? He just holds his hand up seeing if she'll sniff him. "Know never really gotta see a cat up close before. Dads not much of fan an' Mikey's kinda of scared of 'em. Almost got nipped by one when we tots." He idly comments on wanting to try his luck at petting her. Only a little he didn't want to bother to much before standing back up. "I always thought they looked soft, kinda feel bad 'bout having to shoot cats away from home now. Don' think i ever saw a car as pretry as Puck though." He states with a slight shurg of his shoulders.

"Sooo wanna boot up the game so I can kick ya ass? Or ya gonna gush over ya baby more?" Smug little smirk tugging at the corner of his beak as he looks over to Casey now. "Cause statin' ta think the tough guy acts jus' ta cover fir soft ya are Jones." It's all clearly playful when he speaks to Casey. The flirting wasn't meant to be on purpose he just couldn't help it.

"Though gotta say I 'ike the soft side of ya too." There's a faint hint of red on his face when admit to that offering a slight smile Casey's way. "A lot."

#muse| hamato raphael #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ if you jumped off a bridge its only cause i did first -aflockoffeathers]#[meyham verse]#muse interaction #ic reply #stay queued #((raph hasn't really spoken to von so he dont use her nickname XD))#((Casey sorry but raph thinks your cute uwu and he may slightly regert tell you that uwu))

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snappleapple · 3 years

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their favorite types of kisses

people in this - dream, georgenotfound, sapnap, wilbur, punz, jschlatt, awesamdude, quackity

headcanon!

the most disgusting fluff i’ve ever written

warning - cursing, i think that’s all but if there is more please do not hesitate to tell me :)

word count - 2k

a/n: okay okay, i might’ve lied earlier about that being my last post but this was short and easy to make which is why i would like to feed my readers this early haha. anyways, enjoy and please disregard the errors in this post, i hate proof reading anything lol. also, i’ve been very indecisive on the title and i might change it later and ooh, my masterlist will be made soon. i’ve just been feeling very unproductive these days. also, please put in requests, i am so bored and dumb therefore there are no ideas in this brain. and if you’d like a part 2, i might add more people for the part 2!anyways, peace!

dream -

i get the feeling that dream’s favorite type of kisses would be cheek kisses

he just likes to watch as you struggle to reach his height

“aw look at those little legs do their thing.”

ends up with you not giving him his kiss

and mans becomes SO pouty

“y/n…come on. don’t be this way.” :(

if you don’t kiss him on the cheek, will also become SO clingy and whiny

“why won’t you KISS ME!”

clenches his fists and stomps away like a teenage girl during puberty

slamming the door to your room

so then you have to go and give him all the kisses he wants

his face is slammed into your pillow

you sit on the side of the bed and pet his hair

leading him to stare up at you with puppy dog eyes

“i will give you all the kisses you want. so stop being so pouty, you big baby.”

will literally leave zero feet of space between you and him

taps his cheek to tell you he wants kisses

when you go on dates, will literally make you stand on your tippy toes to get his kisses

does not bend down at all and actually lifts his head higher to tease you

in other words, clingy but rude hoe

george -

george is a classic romantic

he loves just lip kisses

pecks or lingering ones

he doesn’t care

mans don’t need too many kisses

nor does he need to be too clingy

total opposite of dream and sapnap *ahem clingy ahem*

if he wants a kiss,

he will come over to you and get it

doesn’t get pouty if you’re busy

just waits patiently

doesn’t enjoy it when you interrupt him when he’s streaming so you do your own thing

when you’re watching a movie with him,

he will literally only stare at you with his cute smile

and listen to your every criticism of the movie

he likes to just peck your lips whenever he feels like it

and you’re just not surprised anymore

just likes to stare at your lips whenever you talk

overall, is very sweet but not to an extent with showing affection

sapnap -

omg

sapnap just vibes with neck kisses

it tickles his neck and he loves them

giggles when you pepper kisses along his neck and flushes a deep red

“y/n. stop.” giggles between each word

but when you do, becomes the saddest person in the whole world

“i was joking.” :(

when he’s streaming and he begins to miss you

would leave his room and find you just to get a kiss

just like dream, would get angry if you give him no kisses

“GIVE ME KISSIES!”

very amusing for you

and you love to tease him

“i don’t want to give you kissies.”

continues to stare at you with a large frown until you give in and give him kissies

lsg supremacy but i’ll get into this later hehe

you better give him kisses or you’ll be dealing with a very sad sapnap

sadnap :(

wilbur -

wilbur, wilbur, wilbur

what can i even say

total nose kiss guy

i bet he’ll boop your nose twenty four seven

asks stupid questions just to get your attention

“y/n?”

“yes wilbur?”

“is a hotdog a sandwich?”

“why-“

“boop.”

“did you just say boop while you booped my nose?”

if he’s streaming and you bring him a snack

he will hold your face still and leave kisses on your nose

not too clingy but not too distant

likes to be just right with you

if its snowy outside and your noses get red

makes dumb jokes about he is rudolph and you’re mrs. rudolph

just a lot of smooches from wilby

takes you to a lot of hidden cafes in the city

and while you read, he balances his head on his palm, staring at you in admiration

if you’re insecure about your nose, you legit can’t be around wilbur because he will go on a tangent about how beautiful it is

substantially, soft boy hours all day bro, besides when he gets mad then you leave the hormonal man tf alone

punz -

i don’t see a lot of punz on tumblr so here we go

punz loves hand kisses

not to an extent where he has a hand fetish

god no but just like

when your holding hands, he’ll occasionally pull your hand up to his lips and leave a kiss

lots of hand holding

and i mean lots

constantly gets mad fun of for being a simp but ignores those comments because he genuinely loves you so much

likes it when you play with his hair and messing it up

also likes to compare hand sizes with you

always has a hand on your thigh or your hand in his whenever he is driving somewhere with you

even when you go on dates, always holding hands

no matter how sweaty your hand gets, he will hold on

sometimes if he holds on for too long, you have to tell him to let go

“punz, my hand is super sweaty. lets take a break from the hand holding.”

would flat out decline so you would have to pry your hand out of his

he would also love it when you would kiss his hand

makes him feel all polite and precious LOL

would also wrap his pinky along yours when you walk together

he once came with you to a family gathering for christmas and was so SHY

shy boy held your hand for security while your younger siblings made fun of you

afterwards, when you were under a mistletoe, he kisses you on the lips before kissing you on his favorite part of your body,

your hand

c!jschlatt -

jschlatt is a whole mess

the first time you met, he confessed that he would hate you for as long as you lived because you made fun of his boots

now he says he still strongly dislikes you but you’re more tolerable

doesn’t like it when you make him soft and HATES it when he blushes

“why must you do this to me, mother nature?”

also “hates” it when you even touch him because he “hates” you

when he actually confessed to you that he liked you with his grumpy usual grandpa voice,

you kissed him on his forehead, after he bent down of course

he is an actual giant and threatens to squash you like an ant if he feels the need to

is an absolute monster to you but loves it when you kiss his forehead because it makes him feel secure and loved

likes to watch the wind blow through your hair and mess it up but gives you his hat because he like you being “all pretty and shit”

gets SUPER jealous when you hug children

like for example, when you went over to a family gathering at his house, his cousins came up to hug you

and when you let go of the child, the man child comes and lugs you over his shoulder

gets yelled at by his mom and gives her a sheepish smile before rolling his eyes and throwing you down on the sofa set next to him

his mom doesn’t approve of the way he treats you but you tell her its fine because he’s cute

when you are far from any type of civilization or in the safety and solitude of your own home, he wants kisses on the forehead

pointing up to it and bending down so you could reach it

“y/n, i only love you because of your forehead kisses.”

“you only love me for my kisses?” :(

“mhm.”

actually feels slightly bad

“and because of your personality.”

“thank you-“

“shut up. we don’t talk about this.”

in conclusion, give him his forehead kisses or perish

awesamdude -

sam just adores it when you give him jawline kisses

not because it’s basically the only place you could reach but because it’s a sweet gesture

sam is all about sweetness

i mean have you even seen this man on his stream

he likes to watch you while you have conversations with your friends

not in a creepy way but more like an adoring way

cause man does he love you

i mean not only does he love you but his whole family does

and when you’re alone with sam, you love to bury him underneath all of your love

“i love you sam!”

“no i love you more y/n!”

“NO i LOVE you more!”

“NO i LOVE you MORE!”

“SAM NO. I LOVE YOU MORE!”

“okay thank you sweet pea.”

leaving you a bit confused but happy that he accepts your love

when you cuddle, omg

he never stops peppering kisses all over your face and vice versa because your relationship is disgustingly fluffy

when he lends you one of his sweatshirts, you sure as hell better wear that shit out or else (i am leaving a blank threat here)

sam loves technology but you guys sort of have a system

a system that involves mailing each other love letters rather than texting them

you guys also go on a ton of walks just about anywhere

hand holding is mandatory even though you probably look like a child compared to him

just give sam lots of love and in return, you’ll receive lots of love

quackity -

mans cannot leave you tf alone

likes to do ANYTHING freaky around you

“i will follow you to the ends of the earth, mi amor.” or

“ayy, back off.” if anyone gets too close to you

messes with you twenty four seven and makes it his job to drive you insane

plays horror games at two in the morning for fun

and when he gets scared, hides in the safety of your arms

“mi amor. i’m scared.”

“shut the fuck up and sleep, alex.”

“okay.” shuts up quickly and snuggles deeper into the crook of your neck

loves you so deeply but HATES your cat

“look at that little dumb thing stare at me. you got a problem bro?”

your cat also HATES alex

scratches him all the time and hisses at him

if you think sapnap is babie, wait till you meet alex

“y/n he bit me!”

when you glance down, you don’t even see a scratch

“kiss my boo boo.”

wtf

“what boo boo? there’s nothing there.”

gasps as if you offended him

“this boo boo that your el demonio did to me.”

this man will do anything to get boo boo kisses

istg, you once found him provoking your cat to get some scratches

in alex’s mind, ouchies = kisses from y/n

always has ouchies from god knows where and shows it to you

even though you find it annoying at first, you grow used to it and it sorta becomes your thing with alex

alex is babie and you need to take good care of him :)

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