#captain sleepyhead

[lidoshka]

A stumble

When they reach a cold place Wild spreads around his warm clothes, Legend gets his gloves and a flamebade, Four his doublet and more gloves, Hyrule gets a ruby circlet and Wind gets hsi snowquill... only it might be too long for him.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#mis trazos #linked universe #a pink salty bunny #a fluffy haired fairy boy #the coquettish captain #the cute sleepyhead with puffy pants #the tiniest boy holds all the braincells of the group #smol but savage #baby gremlin #old man Time #cute farmboy

[whack-patty]

still thinkin bout this

the captains names are sleepyhead and waydawake one is here to save the universe and the other is here for a fun time

#iswm #iswm mark #iswm captain sleepyhead #iswm captain #head engineer mark #iswm burt #iswm warfstache #wilford warfstache #in space with markiplier #my art lol

[my-sleepy-head]

Spgtober day 8 to 14!

Day 8: Peter A. Walter 6th

Day 9: Rex Marksley (featuring his horse)

Day 10: Salgexicon (featuring Bessie and my OC)

Day 11: Captain Albert Alexander (and his first mate Pip)

Day 12: Delilah Morreo

Day 13: Olly & The equinox band (Nelly and Olly having milkshakes because they deserve them!)

Day 14: Leopold Expoditus

Prompts (used prompts are circled once again!)

#steam powered giraffe #spg #post is late but at least it’s here! #rex marksley #salgexicon #bessie the minotaur #captain albert alexander #spg oc #delilah morreo #Leopold expoditus #(Is that how you spell it???) #werewolf #olly and the equinox band #sleepyhead draws

[sugrhigh]

BOY NEXT DOOR 6 - ( c.s )

part five

summary- you and your roommates live beside a bunch of senior hockey players, one of them being the infamous team captain chris sturniolo. he’s effortlessly flirty and undeniably attractive, but he’s also a pain in your ass. you find that you have to fight between lust and hatred as you finally get to know the boy next door, whether you want to or not.

warnings- cursing, angst (i think that’s it??)

a/n: sorry for the long wait you guys i truly hope you enjoy!! if you have recs or anything you want to see fulfilled my inbox is open, it usually takes me a second but i promise ill get to them!

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you wake up to the sun shining in your eyes, the glare from the window hitting you dead on. you sigh and roll over to your other side to avoid the annoying light. the beginning of a headache is already creeping on even though you just woke up, which frustrates you even further.

you rub your face and blink a few times to clear your sleepy vision, and then it hits you; you’re still in chris’s bed.

the sinful events of the night come flashing back all at once, and you can feel the nausea settling down in your stomach. chris himself is nowhere to be found, and his side of the mattress is cold.

the sudden urge to throw up is overwhelming. you didn’t plan on spending the night, but you were both exhausted, and the rising and falling of his chest against your back had lulled you to sleep.

you’re still naked, covered only by his soft sheets, and a wave of embarrassment and guilt washes over your body. for a split second you had believed it was just a dream, but it’s all too real.

you throw the covers off carelessly, scrambling to grab your discarded clothes from the night before. you throw them on, not even worried about the fact that they’re all crumpled. you just need to get out.

the door to his room whines as you open it, which makes you cringe. so much for moving around undetected. to make matters even worse, the stairs creak as you descend them, which gives away your exact location.

“morning sleepyhead.”

you hear his voice before you see him, and the sound of it makes you freeze in the hallway. you turn from the front door to face him, forcing yourself to look up from your feet.

chris is standing only a few paces away near the entrance to the kitchen, dressed in dangerously low-hanging sweats, hair messy from sleep. he’s got two plates of breakfast balanced in either hand, like some sort of dreamy nightmare.

for once, you’re certain that he doesn’t know what else to say. he’s just looking at you like he’s waiting for you to speak, waiting for you to be the one to break the tension.

“i have to go home.” you respond meekly, unable to say it with any sort of conviction.

“why are you in such a rush?” he frowns.

“because i have class soon, not to mention i didn’t come back last night and i have nothing to say to my very worried roommates.” your voice is strained, mainly because you’re trying so hard not to scream.

chris raises an accusatory eyebrow. “i really don’t think they would mind if you stayed for breakfast.”

“i need to leave, chris.” you argue, though you don’t make any kind of movement for the door.

he stares back at you defiantly. god, he’s too fucking pretty. it always distracts you when he looks at you this way, with those steely eyes.

“you regret it.”

the sudden claim makes you lose your breath, and you have no idea what to say in return. do you regret it? you don’t even know, but he seems to take your silence as confirmation either way.

“go ahead and leave, then. see if i care.” chris replies sharply, shifting to toss one of the plates of food into the trash.

you hear it thunk against the bottom of the can, and even though you can’t see it happening around the corner, it still kind of breaks your heart. he looks back up at you, his face grim, and you know that any bond you had before has been broken.

“chris—”

“just get the fuck out.” he interrupts, and despite the harsh words, he sounds defeated in tone.

his expression is dark, but it’s not the same kind of darkness you had seen last night. that was lust. this is something entirely different.

you can’t stand to look at him any longer, so you don’t. you just shake your head slightly, turning on your heel and heading out the door. it slams closed behind you, and your vision blurs as you walk down his steps toward your own place.

the fact that tears are stinging your eyes is fucking pathetic, and you hate it. you did the one thing you swore you’d never do; sleep with the enemy.

and the sad part is that you really aren’t remorseful. chris made you feel things last night that you had never felt before, physically and emotionally, and you’ll never be able to look at him the same knowing that.

it worries you. before this you were friends, or maybe the right word would be rivals. either way, you enjoyed it.

but now you’ve entered the gray area; you already know he doesn’t want a relationship, and you’re scared of the possibility of catching real feelings if you keep sleeping together.

you don’t want to mess anything up, even though it feels like you already have.

you yank at a strand of your hair anxiously, and your head is in a million different places as you burst through your own front door. your legs don’t even feel as though they’re actually attached to your body. you’re like a ghost, floating up to your room in search of a safe space.

you close the door behind you gently, pressing your back and palms against the wood. your curtains are closed, which at first you’re very thankful for.

millions of times you’ve used these slips of fabric to hide from chris, and you’re doing it again now. it makes you feel like a coward, so you spring forward and rip them open.

to your surprise, his blinds are closed now. there’s a pang in your chest, because you know it means a lot more than the average person would think. he almost never closes them, ever. it makes you feel even worse. you want to scream, to truly cry, to do anything at all.

but nothing happens.

instead you fall back onto your bed, curling into yourself fetal style, arms wrapped around your knees. you close your eyes, willing yourself to fall asleep, and eventually you drift off into weightlessness.

your ill feeling doesn’t subside for days. you find it hard to eat, hard to do anything really besides sleep and go to class.

chris doesn’t send you his usual daily texts. you know he’s not going to, but every time your phone buzzes you still hope it’s him.

his blinds stay closed too, which is almost worse. you keep your window exposed though, on the off chance that he’ll open his again.

ramona and cassidy have been trying to help as much as they can, and you’re good at faking it. for the most part, at least. it’s been five days, but they’ve all been unusual. you didn’t even go out and drink during the weekend, though you heard the music blaring next door like usual.

it doesn’t help that it’s been a rather dreary sunday, and the last thing you want to do is get out of bed. the rain patters against your window, and you watch the drops roll down the glass.

it makes your own eyes water, which you suppose is overdue. your sour thoughts have been swirling around your head for far too long, and you haven’t had any kind of release.

no yelling, no crying. just dull lifeless eyes staring at the passing clouds. but you can feel it coming now, and as much as you want to stop it, you can’t.

at first the tears fall silently, that is until you start to sniffle. and then your nose won’t stop running, and your pillow is completely damp, and you feel like a total idiot.

it’s worse that the only person you can chastise is yourself. you’re the one who ran out on him, the one who said you regretted sleeping together.

but you know for sure now that you don’t. you like the way chris makes you feel, the chase. it’s irrational to get this close to him, to risk letting him use and dispose of you. you’re aware that it’s very likely.

chris has a reputation that he wears with pride, and it’s silly to think that you’re going to be the one to change his ways. but you can choose to work with them instead of against them.

you shoot up in bed, almost like a switch has been flipped in your body. you’re still crying, and you know you’re not looking your best with puffy bloodshot eyes. but none of it matters, because you’ve already dealt with radio silence for nearly a week and you need to talk to him. it can’t wait any longer.

you’re not exactly sure what you’re going to say, but you figure it’ll come to you in the moment like it always does with chris. so you race downstairs and jam your sneakers on before flying out the front door.

the rain is freezing on your skin, pattering hard and fast against your body as it mixes with your tears. you can feel yourself getting soaked as your shoes squish into the ground.

you’ve walked this path very frequently in the past few weeks, far more than you ever expected to.

you silently hope this won’t be the last.

you take the steps up to the front door two at a time, not hesitating to pound on the wood as soon as you’re close enough. you’re actually mid-knock when it opens, and your knuckle collides with chris’s chest.

he raises his eyebrows, looking at you incredulously like he’s not sure what you’re doing here or why you just hit him.

you practically jump back, yanking your hand away quickly. “shit—sorry. i didn’t mean to do that.”

your words hang there, waiting to be replied to, but it doesn’t come. chris remains silent, studying you carefully, trying to decide if he should close the door in your face.

but he can’t bring himself to do it, because you look so upset, and he can tell you’ve been crying which breaks his heart more.

“i, uh, came over to say i’m sorry. for what i said the other day.” you continue, taking a single step closer to try and find some shelter from the storm.

“it’s whatever.” he shrugs you off easily.

you bite down on the inside of your cheek, trying to work up the courage to tell the truth. you can tell he’s growing impatient, still angry with the way you left things.

you don’t blame him.

“and i also wanted to say that i…i don’t regret it. and i shouldn’t have left like that.” you finally admit, voice quiet as you gaze at him.

his pretty blue eyes go wide, completely shocked by this confession. that was the last thing he expected you to say, and it makes his cheeks grow warm.

he’s annoyed by the fact that his red face is clearly a dead giveaway, because you smile softly at his reaction.

“really?” he asks.

“don’t make me say it twice, christopher.” you point a finger at him.

he takes a step closer, leaning down just a little bit to look you at you directly. he’s smirking now too, and you know that his ego has made a full recovery.

“i want to hear you say it over and over, baby.” chris breathes against your mouth.

he hovers, and you know you need to prove yourself to him. so you wrap a damp hand around the back of his neck and pull him the rest of the way, smashing your lips against his.

all of your pent up aggression and intensity go into the kiss, and it’s making you weak in the knees as one of his hands finds your hip and the other finds your ass. he clearly doesn’t care about the fact that you’re dripping wet, and you suddenly feel like you’re wet in a completely different way.

you can also tell he’s trying to be dominant, but you’re the one who ends up clamping down on his bottom lip lightly. he gives your ass a firm smack in response, and you gasp just enough for him to slip his tongue inside your mouth.

after the time apart, you can’t seem to get close enough to him, and you’re clawing at his back like you want to crawl into his skin. chris is actually the one to push himself from you first, though he still rests his forehead against yours.

“come inside?”

you laugh under your breath. “i’m literally soaked.”

“you’re also shivering, and you should probably get into a shower.” he attempts to persuade you, leaning in to steal one more peck.

you smile against his lips, shaking your head once he pulls away. “i think i’m too terrified of your bathroom.”

“well yours is free too.” chris points out before slipping by you into the rain, his fingers closing around your own as he pulls you along.

and you let him, following the boy back out into the downpour because you truly want to.

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #hockey!chris #hockey!au #neighbor au #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo angst #chris sturniolo fanfic #fanfic #christopher sturniolo x reader

[ccalhoun]

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thor odinson x m!reader x steve rogers/captain america

wc: 1.2k

request: reader is a cuddlebug, and enjoys the attention he receives from everyone, especially the bigger guys, like thor and steve. what he hasn't noticed is how erotic his hugs and cuddling tend to be, and the affect it has on the men. - randomnamenottaken on wattpad

warnings: cis male reader, thor x reader x steve, heavy thor x steve soz, switch!steve, dom!thor, sub!reader, light size difference, light overstim, anal sex, handjobs, cum eating, heavy praise kink, so much praise, soft sex, kinda awkward tbh

cut for length!

you waited in the avengers tower patiently, your more important teammates out on a long mission for something vital (you honestly couldn't be asked to remember what), you stared out the window longingly the only thing on your mind being when they were coming back to the tower. it wasnt the same without them, it never was. the big building now feeling like a ghost town without hearing the familiar bickering that was bound to happen when they were all in the same area.

you eventually layed down on the couch, figuring if you did fall asleep you would wake up to the sound of them coming home. you did end up falling asleep, but you were wrong about what would wake you.

when you awoke you immediately noticed the smell of thor, you slowly opened your eyes and looked at the position you were in. sandwiched between two of your cuddle buddies, thor and steve. thor being on your left and steve on your right, a fluffy blanket covering the laps of all of you.

you looked up to thor and saw him staring back down at your, he moved his hand to brush some of your hair out of your face to get a better view.

"hey there, sleepyhead, you finally up?" he asked gently, trying not to startle you too much. you just let out a small groan and cuddled up to him more, accidentally pressing your dick against his in the process. thor let out a small groan at the action and covered it as him just trying to wake up steve so he could get a chance to talk to you now that they're back, he gently shoved steve and steve woke up with a startle.

"c'mon big guy, look who finally woke up," he whispered, running his fingers through your hair as steve got the idea and cuddled closer to the two of you. steve moved his head so he was nuzzled in the crook of your neck, relaxing into you and just appreciating that he could be close to you again.

"what time is it?" you mumbled, barely a whisper. if steve wasnt so close to you, no one would've even known you'd said anything.

"late, very late. everyone else went to bed a few hours ago." steve quickly answered, somewhat matching your whisper. you decided to quickly change positions, pressing your back and by proxy legs against steve, getting closer to him and wrapping your arms around thor so he gets the hint to move in closer. he moves forward slightly and adjusts you and steve so his dick is pressing against yours and steves dick is pressing perfectly against your ass.

"i missed you, both of you," steve mumbled as he started to move kisses against the back of your neck, seemingly innocent like he just wanted to show you how much he missed you. you only started to question it when he started to gently rut against your ass. you opened your eyes and started to look back at steve when you noticed thors hand resting on steve's thigh, rubbing back and forth as if he was encouraging the movements.

you felt so many emotions at once, the weirdest of them all being a strong feeling of relief, like this is what you've been waiting for for years. your face was heating up quickly and you moved your face back into thor's chest. you took a deep breath and slowly started to match steve's movements, grinding back up against him while also grinding against thor's dick and trying your best to stay quiet.

the silence in the room is interrupted by a moan from steve as he started to grind into you faster. thor watched in enjoyment before speaking, "good job, big guy. just like that, keep goin'," thor praised. it became more and more obvious to you what was happening, and you didn't mind it. instead of thinking about it too hard, you follow their lead and start borderline humping thor's clothed cock, letting a few breathy moans out on particularity harder thrusts.

"good boy, darling," thor said as he moved his attention to you, "didn't even have to tell you what to do, so perfect," his voice trailed off as he started removing your pajama pants and boxers, steve following along and quickly taking off his own while thor stayed fully clothed.

"steve, why don't finger him? you need to prepare him, use your spit," thor spoke as if you werent laying there in front of him, and steve obeyed his orders with no hesitation. he quickly spit on his fingers and moved them to your hole, rubbing around it before slowly pressing one in. being careful not to hurt you while also trying to hurry up.

he slowly enters a second one and speeds up his pace, slowly beginning to curl his fingers in hopes of hitting your prostate, and he succeeds! you let out a loud whine and buck against his fingers out of instinct, panting afterwards and looking at thor with big blown out eyes as you silently begged for him to get steve to fuck you faster. before you know it, youre pressed against thor as steve eases into you. you held onto thor's shoulders, hiding in his chest and trying to hold in your noises so no one could hear you.

"you're both doing so well, c'mon honey can you cum for me? just relax and let us take care of you," he spoke softly next to your ear, and you nearly came on the spot from his words alone. you tightened around steve, causing the man to whimper and speed up before you came around his cock and all over the front of thor's sweatpants. you start to apologize when thor picks up some of the cum on his fingers and begins to jerk you off, focusing mainly on your tip as you quickly became overstimulated.

you hardly noticed it, but thor used his spare hand to jerk himself off as well, most likely using some of steve's spit as lube. steve moaned in your ear and his thrusts got sloppy quick, almost slipping out a few times as he chased is own orgasm. he held your hips and buried himself deep in you before cumming inside you with a loud whimper. thor leaned over to steve and whispered something in his ear (definitely a few words of praise) and a kiss on his temple. thor finished himself off and held his hand, covered in his cum, up to your lips.

"dove, lick it off," he whispered, and you happily complied, using both your arms to grab his wrist to steady yourself as you began using fast kitten licks to clean it. you nearly forgot about the hand that was jerking you off, until it sped up its movements and squeezed your cock lightly, stopping to moan before you regained composure and forced yourself to finish cleaning his hand as quick as you could manage.

almost as soon as you got the last few drops of cum, you came once more but this time from thor's hand, and thor reached over to the coffee table and grabbed a tissue, taking the time to clean up his hand and lightly clean up you and steve.

"you did such a good job, you were so good for us," thor said between kisses to your face. steve had volunteered to clean up everyone and thor knew better than to try to argue, so he opted to comforting you while you waited, barely noticing when you drifted off to sleep once again...

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#thor odinson #steve rogers #thor x reader #thor x male reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x male reader #thor x you #steve rogers x you #marvel x reader #thor x steve #smut #male reader

[sea-lanterns]

i feel like dehya and beidou would team up on you sometimes and beidou would be pounding you with a strap while dehya shoves her fingers into your mouth having a viberating anal plug in your ass

or maybe miko and lisa two hot women flirty and smart but mikos manipulative right so she’d probably manipulate you into something like sex on accident (she didnt mean it!!) and then lisa would walk in and probably pull mikos fox ear away from your pussy and she’ll probably punish you for being so gullible

then oo layla and ganyu both sleepyheads who want pleasure, ganyu and you would probably scisscor due to laylas weak stamina and layla will probably be on ganyus face only reciving a reward till you say so <3

-🦊

that layla and ganyu pairing has me drooling 🦊 anon. you don’t understand how much i love rarepair threesomes, especially with characters that are never seen together but work really well when you think about it.

also, this thirst is pretty long just because i got so carried away

nsfw under the cut—————————

dehya and beidou are two of the strongest women in the game. so of course a threesome with them can only end in one thing: manhandling. oh, it doesn’t matter how tall or big you may be, these two women will toss you around between them like a rag doll and take turns fucking a huge silicone cock into you. the strap is definitely something beidou brought to the table, but dehya brings her fair share of pleasantries too. she’s the one who brought the vibrator after all…

beidou has you bouncing on her cock with large hands gripping your hips upright, while dehya is currently mumbling sweet praises into your ear as she presses the vibrator against your clit. one of her fingers is circling the entrance where you and beidou were connected, and scooping up the leaking cum like it was a delicacy not meant to be wasted. “look, you got ‘em creaming all over you…” dehya chuckles lightly, “your time is up by the way, let me fuck ‘er brains out…”

beidou grunts as you’re pulled off her cock by dehya’s strong grip. her arms pulling you towards her lap and manhandling you like a toy between the kids who don’t want to share. “you ruined her orgasm you know…” beidou scoffs, a smirk growing on her face, “you better fuck twice as good as me…”

“I am twice as good…” dehya shoots back playfully, hands spreading your thighs apart before rubbing your folds together with two giant fingers. “watch.”

and then dehya proceeded to plunge two rough fingers into your already dripping hole. the sudden penetration making you gasp in pleasure before falling forward and landing on beidou’s muscular front. “tsk tsk, seems they’re just aching to crawl back to me…” beidou laughs, gripping your hair and moving your head down to meet eye level with her cock. “clean it off, pretty. you’re the one who soiled it…”

before you could even move, dehya’s strong arms wrap around your waist and smush you closer to beidou while she fingers your cunt roughly. effectively sandwiching you between them as you could feel every movement and flex of their sheen muscle.

“go on pretty, suck the captain’s cock off…” dehya chuckles, before helping move your lips down to wrap around beidou’s strap. both women’s arms holding you up securely as if you were nothing but a little rag doll to be tossed around and played with.

miko and lisa are two of the most seductive and flirty women in teyvat and you bet they use this to their advantage. they could turn you into a sex-drunk mess in a matter of minutes and it’s something they’re both equally proud of as your partners.

miko is usually the orchestrator of your sessions. all she has to do is whisper a few dirty things in your ear and— oh! you’re already dripping, how cute! the guuji is flattered her words make you wet already and she can’t contain herself as she has you pushed down on the flat of her desk and tongue already pushed inside you. “mmf…what a naughty pet…” she can’t help but purr, trying to smush her face deeper into your folds as she just can’t get enough of you.

meanwhile, lisa is watching all of this go down from the doorway with a smile. she’s so amused (and turned on) at the sight of her two precious babies having sex right in the open just for her. “both of you are naughty pets…” lisa chuckles as she walks in, gloved hand running down miko’s scalp and yanking her away from her pussy. the guuji’s face all covered in cum and saliva as she pants and drools to keep going inside you.

“lisa…” an annoyed expression overcomes the frustrated kitsune. “let me go.”

“hush, pet.” lisa says gently, although her eyes say otherwise. “it isn’t nice to leave your other partner out of the fun now is it?”

miko let’s out a surprised yelp as lisa yanks her back further and takes her place between your legs, “your punishment is to watch, miko and you…” lisa smirks up at you before slowly sliding her tongue up your cunt, a shiver running down your spine.

“yours is to just take it all.”

layla and ganyu are two of the most sleepiest and subbiest women you’ve ever had the dream of dating. they’re both so soft and needy and when you’re not around they try their best to get each other off but it’s not the same :(

you oftentimes find yourself coming home to see the two of them desperately trying to rut and scissor against each other but it’s no use. layla’s soft and tired whines as she’s on the verge of falling asleep. meanwhile ganyu is trying to take the lead but unable to because she also is quite tired.

the moment they spot you they both whine at the same time and ganyu plops over in exhaustion on top of layla. both of their chests rising and falling in sync as they both await their desperate release from you. “you’re back, finally…” ganyu pants, raising an arm towards you. “please help…we need you…”

and so there you were, ganyu eagerly riding on your fingers while cute little layla sat so sleepily on top of your face. the two women so close to passing out but so close to cumming that they are practically gripping onto you like their life depended on it.

“nngh…more…more…” layla mumbles brokenly, hands tangled in your hair as your tongue pushes forward into her soft little hole. her needy little whines making you so turned on as you couldn’t help but let your fingers twitch inside your other girlfriend as well.

ganyu gasps and clings onto your arm with a death grip while bouncing her hips to the set rhythm. both of your girls were just so edged on and sensitive that all it took was a few minutes with you and you both had them creaming all over your body. sleepy little moans emitting from them before they both fell over and laid beside you.

ganyu on your right with layla on your left…

#🫧hydration station #🦊 anon #beidou smut #beidou x reader #dehya smut #dehya x reader #yae miko smut #yae miko x reader #lisa minci smut #genshin lisa x reader #genshin lisa smut #layla smut #layla x reader #ganyu smut #ganyu x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin women x reader #genshin women smut

[keithsandwich]

A Sweet Taste

Pairing: Silvio/MC (Emma)

Word Count: ~2.5k

Warnings: Swearing, bickering, a brief mention of seasickness.

Summary: During Silvio and Emma's first voyage together, Silvio decides to make her a surprise for Valentine's. However, nothing can stop her curiosity.

Notes: Written for @goustmilk for the My Ikémen Valentine Gift Exchange, hosted by @ikemenlibrary. This was my first time writing for Silvio, and I really hope you like it, Dani!!

Emma was getting used to the sway of the waves and the creaking sounds of the ship. They didn’t disturb her anymore while sleeping, especially when Silvio made a habit of enveloping her tightly in his arms every night. They were heading to another continent where her lover had business to attend to, and he had decided to take her with him for a little adventure of their own. She couldn’t be happier; their days were always filled with new lessons as they sailed together on the open sea under a bright blue sky, the sun unusually warm for February. And their nights were always filled with love, and now also with rest, since she could fall into a deep sleep in his arms until morning came, finding herself still within his grip as she woke up.

Emma let out a groggy sigh that morning, anticipating the warmth of his presence, ready to tease him about being as needy as a puppy for cuddling her all night long. However, to her surprise, there were no arms around her this time.

Emma turned quickly in bed, patting his side of their bed, but the sheets were cold, and there was no sign of Silvio in their quarters. Emma sat up straight, frowning; it wasn’t like him to let her sleep in without even letting her know he was leaving. He knew she would be worried, and if it weren’t for the gentle swing of the ship and the peaceful sounds outside — the closest semblance of silence within the ever-noisy wooden vessel at sea — she would be downright alarmed. Still, she wondered what could have been so urgent that made him leave without his typical, brazen, yet sweet “Oi! Sleepyhead! I have business to take care of, but you stay and sleep some more”.

Emma dressed quickly before emerging from the captain’s quarters. The door creaked softly as she stepped onto the deck, her eyes squinting against the sunlight. Her gaze swept across the deck, searching for her lover, but she saw no trace of his pale-blue hair being tousled by the sea breeze, a perfect match to the sea waves. There was no jewelry shining under the sun. No haughty voice giving off commands to the crew, no jangling sounds. She bit her lip, growing more anxious to find him. Moving towards the nearby navigator’s area, she slowly pushed open the door and scanned the room for Silvio. As she did, her heart clenched. There, between maps, charts, compasses, and astrolabes, she could only find Carlo behind the desk, absorbed in his work.

“Good morning, Carlo…” she announced her presence with a gentle knock on the door, which she was still holding.

He seemed startled by her voice and looked at her apologetically.

“Good morning! Ah… I’m sorry I hadn’t noticed you there, I was too caught up with calculations, and…”

“That’s okay, really,” Emma waved her hands placatingly. There was no need for apologies or explanations — especially when she still couldn’t understand his work entirely — and she wished he could focus on her words instead. “I was just wondering if you know where Silvio is.”

“I-I-I… he…” Carlo stuttered, looking around as if searching for something — maybe his words. “Actually, he asked me to tell you to wait for him here. He’s… taking care of something important below deck…”

Emma couldn’t help but furrow her eyebrows suspiciously. Carlo was hiding a secret, that much was obvious. Silvio was up to something, and he was covering up for him. But what could he possibly be conspiring in a ship?

“I see.” She nodded in agreement, but in her mind, she was weighing two possibilities: either let it go and wait for Silvio as he intended, or... “Below deck, you say?”

“Lady Emma, you don’t know the passageways well; you’ll get lost if you go after him,” Carlo moved from his desk to dissuade her from her intentions. “I can show you how... how to use the astrolabe if you please. Or we can discuss any matter you would like.”

It was too late, however.

“I’m sorry, Carlo,” it was her turn to smile apologetically, although Emma didn’t truly regret her decision. She set herself on the move, knowing full well Carlo was exasperatedly following her steps. “If I am to become familiar with this ship, I must also learn the ways my lover has of being secretive with me here. Or did he honestly expect me to sit still and wait for him?”

Granted, he would whine about it, but Silvio knew her. And he wouldn’t love her so much had she been obedient to his whims.

.

The recipe had been carefully written down on paper by Emma’s favorite confectioner. Silvio had made sure to pay him a visit the last time he went to Rhodolite. How Silvio managed to keep that recipe a secret, as well as his trips to the palace’s kitchen to practice under the guise of attending business meetings, remained a mystery, and he was proud of his deeds so far. Spending their very first Valentine’s Day together on the ship would be necessary, but he was determined to make that day special for Emma. Since cakes would spoil during the trip and chocolate boxes would melt in the storage room, the best option was to learn how to bake and do it himself in the galley.

She used to cook and bake for him all the time, and he felt good doing the same for her — although he would never say it out loud. But was Silvio still feeling confident now that he was covered in flour and ingloriously trying to beat the batter while double-checking the recipe and attempting to ensure the oven was at the correct temperature all at the same time? His grumbled profanities revealed a man far less confident than he was while conducting his tests in the palace. But a full kitchen with a steady floor was different from a galley swinging along the sea waves; and having a considerable amount of time was different from trying to rush things out to surprise Emma before she woke up.

Asking Carlo to stall her in case she did — because she definitely would look for him first thing — and trusting he could actually do it were two different things. For all that was worth, Emma was stubbornly obstinate and couldn't behave for shit. The thought of her irritating antics made Silvio blush. Unbeknownst to him, his eyebrows furrowed, and his lips formed a little pout. He beat the batter harder, causing it to spill all over the place.

“Cazzo!” Silvio couldn’t help but shout angrily, leaving the whisk in the bowl as he made an indignant hand gesture.

He sighed heavily, looking down at the chocolate batter in the bowl, its sweet scent a harsh contrast to the salty sea air. Silvio’s haughty expression softened little by little as he remembered why he was doing this, and soon he took the whisk again and resumed beating the mixture. “The more you beat it, the fluffier it’ll get after baking!”, the confectioner had said. “And Miss Emma loves fluffy cakes,” he added.

Fluffy, sweet, covered in sugar that melted in your mouth. The thought of Emma’s delight warmed his heart and brought a smile to his lips, the silly rush of emotions making his cheeks warm with a blush again.

Good thing no one was there to see it.

.

Emma navigated through the narrow passageways of the ship, with Carlo trailing closely behind. While she was aware of what lay below the deck — the crew’s cabins, the galley, the storage rooms — most of it remained a mystery to her. Despite her limited familiarity, there was one place she felt more comfortable with than others. Although it didn’t make any sense for Silvio to be there, her feet naturally guided her right to the galley.

“Lady Emma,” Carlo persisted, trying to reason with her. “If Prince Silvio doesn’t want to be found, don’t you think it's better to wait for him on deck? I'm sure he has a good reason…”

“Carlo, let’s make a deal,” she said, slowing down and turning to him. Her voice was hushed, mindful not to reveal their presence in case Silvio was nearby. “Just show me where he is. All I want is to know what he’s up to. We can return to the deck before he even notices us.”

Suddenly, the faint scent of salt and dried fish in the air was overtaken by a sweet aroma. Emma inhaled deeply, confused by the captivating scent she wasn’t expecting to encounter there. Was it... cake? Could it be that Silvio was baking her a cake? She threw an inquiring glance at Carlo, as if she had voiced her doubts, and he looked back at her with a conflicted expression.

“Porca miseria!” Silvio’s frustrated curses echoed from somewhere nearby, dismissing the need for Carlo’s guidance. Emma’s heart quickened with anticipation as she followed the source of the sound and that amazing scent, her senses guiding her through the labyrinth of corridors of the ship.

With Carlo never leaving her side, she rounded a corner and saw Silvio surrounded by flour-dusted surfaces and the warm glow of the galley’s oven. His brow furrowed in concentration, his hands a flurry of activity as he wrestled with the batter before him. She halted and took a step back, almost colliding with Carlo in the process. But she had promised him she wouldn’t let Silvio know they were there. The image of her lover working with such dedication made her smile uncontrollably, though, and she wished she could let out a giggle.

“Can we head back now?” Carlo whispered urgently.

Emma hummed softly while considering, peeking from behind the corner to watch Silvio struggling to put the batter in the baking pan while the ship swayed more forcefully. “Why is he baking a cake, though?” she murmured to herself.

“Don’t you know?” Carlo whispered a little louder in surprise. “Oh, right, sorry. You must’ve lost track of time here. It’s Valentine’s Day today, Lady Emma.”

“Is it?” Her whisper was even louder, and she immediately covered her mouth, hoping Silvio hadn’t heard her. “You should’ve let me know; I wanted to do something for him, too.”

She had believed they would have already reached land by the 14th, but apparently, she had miscalculated the duration of the trip when Silvio told her about it. She had been so excited and touched by the sight of Silvio baking her a cake, but now she was starting to feel guilty for not doing something special for him too.

“He had mentioned he wanted to do something for you this time, since you’re always doing so much for him. Not in those exact words, of course, but I know him well enough to understand.”

Emma knew exactly what Carlo was talking about, and it only made her heart race faster for her lover. “Carlo, I’m sorry, but I have to go there.”

“You told me you wouldn’t…”

“I know, but I have to. Besides, he seems like he needs help, and-”

Emma turned to peek at Silvio again to check how he was doing, but what she saw was the glistening gold of the necklaces on his chest. Really close. She raised her eyes sheepishly and met his annoyed stare.

“Who the hell told ya I need help?” Silvio stood with his hands on his hips, chocolate smudges staining the fancy fabric of his clothes, telling another story. “And you? Thought I told ya to keep her away from here. How come you both ended up like damned rats nosing around and chattering in my galley?”

“You left me without saying a word!” Emma retorted boldly, matching Silvio's assertiveness and cutting off Carlo before he could start apologizing. She crossed her arms in front of her chest. “You couldn’t possibly have expected me to sit still! Besides... you’re obviously in need of help,” her eyes roamed from his messy clothes to the messy galley.

“You’re impossible, woman!”

They pouted at each other, forming a pair of stubborn, hot-blooded fools. Their cheeks flushed even more by the second as they engaged in a stare-down. The moment Emma’s gaze wavered and she looked away from Silvio’s sea-blue eyes, he felt a pang in his heart. With an unintelligible mutter, he shook his head.

“Fine! Damn it! It’s Valentine’s Day, so stop spouting nonsense and come help me already!”

.

Emma was getting used to the sway of the waves and the creaking sounds of the ship. Silvio noticed it in the way she danced around the galley completely undisturbed, mixing the batter with light movements, taking care of the oven, and ensuring the cake pan was ready before pouring the batter into it. She moved as naturally as she would in the palace's kitchen, quite the evolution for someone who had experienced seasickness like Valerio usually did during her first days at sea.

She really was amazing.

As it turns out, his first attempt didn't go well. The batter got stuck in the pan, and the cake didn't rise, so she was working her magic to ensure that they would have something for the day. And for as long as he wished to do that alone, helping her out while she baked felt like they were already celebrating Valentine's Day together. Good thing Emma decided to stick her cute little nose in his business, and that he decided to let her in. Carlo politely left them alone — he definitely didn't want to be involved in their mess in the first place. And now, everything felt in the right place.

Except for her lips, when, after they placed the pan in the oven, she suddenly leaned in not only for a simple kiss but also for a tiny lick on his cheek. The surprising sensation made Silvio shiver and blush uncontrollably, flinching away from her touch. Emma giggled shamelessly at her bold actions.

“There was still some batter on your cheek, and I wanted to taste it,” she explained nonchalantly. “Silvio, you taste so sweet right now, you know that?”

“Sh-shut up!!” He spat, frowning at her, but her annoying behavior, and the way she glowed brighter and warmer than the oven in front of them, were simply too endearing to him. The fact was that he loved her, and she was the only person in the world who could evoke such feelings in him.

As suddenly as she kissed him, Silvio wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed their bodies together. His kiss was on her lips, stronger, with a hunger no cake could satisfy. When he rendered her breathless, Silvio broke the kiss and smirked at her.

“Now, you,” he murmured, his fingers gently brushing back a lock of her hair behind her ear, tracing a delicate path through the strands. Her beautiful eyes shined in anticipation, and he smiled honestly. It was Valentine's Day, and there would be no real celebration if he wasn't true to her. “You taste sweet all the time…”

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#my ikemen valentine gift exchange #ikemen prince #silvio ricci #silvio/mc #silvio/emma #ikepri #fanfic #tw swearing

[tenaciousjalapeno]

Testing The Cat Lady

1/?

Pairing: LA Buggy the Clown x Reader

Summary: Captain Buggy invades your small town because that's kind of his thing. Your methods of escape pique his interest, so he drops everything and drags you back to his tent for a little chat. However, you're enraged when you realize that your beloved cat is nowhere to be seen.

Warnings: language

Word Count: 2300

A/N: This is my first time writing really anything, so please don’t be mean or I’ll cry. Kind of experimenting and finding my own style, so I can't promise consistency lol. Definitely open to any tips/pointers

A bright light rouses you from your sleep. Ugh. Everything is sore. Your heavy eyelids protest as you force them open, being met with a blue-haired man in clown makeup standing mere feet from you. A gasp escapes your dry, bound mouth as you’re jolted back into reality, tensing every muscle in your body. Much to your chagrin, you can’t move an inch. Checking yourself over, you see that your hands and feet are bound to a circular board.

The man turns toward you. “Wellll, good morning, sleepyhead! Hope you enjoyed your nap,” the man says with a large smile plastered across his face. However, the smile is anything but friendly. His tone is hostile, and his eyes are cold. You glance around the room, but it’s difficult to discern where you are. A large spotlight shines upon you and the clown, dousing anything outside of its beam with darkness.

Anxiety builds in the pit of your stomach. You mumble against the cloth stuffed into your mouth, trying to ask what the hell is going on. “Ah, ah, ah,” he scolds, waving a finger in front of you. “I saw your little show back in town. That’s why I dragged your sorry ass back here.” He paces in front of you, never dropping eye contact. All humor has left his face, a mixture of irritation and curiosity left in its place.

Of course, you know what he’s referencing. It was your devil fruit ability.

Earlier in the day, the unexpected and unwelcomed bell rang across town to warn that pirates were nearing. From your hilltop bungalow on the outskirts of town, the brightly colored ship bearing a Jolly Roger sail was visible. It appeared to be far enough out for you to have time to gather some belongings before evacuating, so you did exactly that. However, you underestimated how prepared the crew was. Several bands of pirates had already surrounded your town, one of which infiltrated your small neighborhood. Panic set in, and adrenaline rushed through you. So, as if on instinct, you started to sing.

Back in your teenage years, you were a traveler. Never staying in one place for too long, you visited dozens of islands and adventured through both large cities and undeveloped areas alike. One of your escapades led you to a devil fruit – the Hum-Hum fruit, to be exact. Being the adventurer you were, how could you resist?

It gave you the ability to influence peoples’ emotions by singing to them. It had its pros and cons, but ultimately made a good defensive ability. It helped you out of a lot of sticky situations throughout your journeys right up until you decided to settle on this island and call it home. You acclimated to the friendly town easily and even befriended a scruffy orange kitten, who you decided to call Mango.

Overwhelming the pirates with a false, but intense fear, they cowered before you as you slowly backed away with a small rucksack and Mango held against your che- Wait. Mango!

You start thrashing against your restraints, hurling muffled expletives at this blue-haired jackass. What the fuck did they do with him?

He smiled again, genuinely this time, finally getting the reaction that he wanted from you. “You seem like you’ve got something to say, doll,” he states, pleased with himself. “I’ll be gracious enough to let you explain what you were doing to my freaks.” Is this an opening? “Oh, and my cauliflower-eared friend, Klaus, here is going to make sure you don’t try anything.” A large man with scarred ears steps into the light, startling you. No. It was not, in fact, an opening. The big, dumb-looking guy steps forward and removes your gag. He then takes a step back, mumbling something to the blue-haired man. You’re not positive, but you’re pretty sure he called the blue-haired man “captain.” So this guy is the captain of the invading pirates? Doesn’t look like much, you thought.

The captain stares at you eagerly, waiting for an explanation. You meet his gaze with a glare, seething and ready for a fight. “What did you do with my cat?” His face falls in disbelief.

“What?” he asks incredulously.

“Where. Is. My. Cat!”

He stares back, taking a moment to fully process your words before he starts flailing and yells, “A cat? Buggy the Clown – captain of the most dreaded pirate crew the East Blue has ever known – has you tied up and helpless, ready to kill you if I have to, and you’re worried about a fucking cat?” Of course you are. Mango’s your best friend. Also, “most dreaded?” You’ve never even heard of him. This Buggy guy seems to think highly of himself. He pinches the bridge of his nose with a defeated sigh. “I don’t know where your cat is. That is not the point. Now tell me what you were doing to my men!”

This guy clearly doesn’t comprehend how much you love your cat and how bull-headed you can be.

“I’m not answering anything until I have my cat back.”

“Fuck!” Buggy steps out of the light. You can’t see him, but you can hear him still yelling, utterly frustrated. “You, you, and you! Go find this dumbshit cat!”

You finally relax against the board, pleased. “He’s orange with a blue ribbon around his neck,” you call in a sing-song voice toward the darkness.

Buggy returns to the light and comes close, only stopping once your noses – wait is that clown nose real? – are nearly touching. “Once they bring that stupid cat back, you’re answering any question I’ve got.”

“Whatever you say, captain,” you reply, smirking. With a final huff, he steps once more into the darkness. Initially, you were filled to the brim with fear, but seeing how much of an idiot this guy is puts you at ease. It takes roughly 30 minutes before you finally hear hissing and yowling in the distance. Atta boy, Mango. Give ‘em hell.

Another man, this one wearing a bear hood, steps into the light holding Mango out as far away from his body as possible. Bear-boy is clearly scratched to shit and relieved to finally be able to get this thing away from him. He drops your cat and dips back into the darkness as quickly as possible. Mango lets out another loud hiss before calming at the sight of you and trotting over to rest at your feet.

Buggy walks back up to you, clearly no less aggravated than he was earlier. “Now answer my questions, shithead! What were you doing to my men?” The nicknames are getting a little more aggressive now, huh?

You shoot him a dirty look and slowly choose your words while looking down to make sure your cat hasn’t been harmed. His tail is puffed out in anger, but he seems fine otherwise. “I was singing to them,” you reply matter-of-factly.

The clown’s face falls again, in stark contrast of the large, red smile painted onto his face. “Singing,” he repeats flatly. “You were singing.” It’s not even a question so much as a statement. The gears in his head start turning, and he mumbles to himself. “I figured it was a witch’s incantation or something. How does singing have any effect on my men?”

“It’s my devil fruit ability.” His face whips toward you. This clearly has his interest piqued. As fun as it would be to torment this clown, you just want to get out of these restraints, so you decide to give him the information he so clearly wants outright. “I ate the Hum-Hum fruit. I can control peoples’ emotions by singing to them.”

Licking his lips and smiling, Buggy stares at you even more intently now. “Show me.”

“Let me down first.” Bargaining might not be in your cards right now, but you decide it’s worth a shot. Surprisingly, the bold request pays off though, as the captain comes forward to undo your restraints. With him this close, you notice that he has a surprisingly nice floral scent.

“I’ll need an audience,” you say, rubbing your sore wrists once freed. With a nod, he looks into the darkness and jerks his head, motioning for several unseen crewmates to come closer. Scooping Mango up off the ground, you finally step out of the oppressive spotlight. It takes a minute for your eyes to fully adjust, but you take in the room. It’s more of a tent, really, with striped tarps set up and seating placed around the edge. Fitting, you suppose, for a circus clown to reside in a circus tent. Your eyes land on your small audience seated on the benches. It’s only four people, one of which is Bear-boy, now with gauze wrapped around his hands and forearms. Smiling back down at Mango, you give him some scritches under his chin, making him purr softly. What a good boy.

“Alright, doll. Go ahead.” Back to the nice nicknames now that he’s getting his way, it seems. Holding up your end of the bargain, you fulfill his request. This captain is a fool though, letting you freely use your ability. Once you’ve got them cowering again, you’re going to book it out of the tent. The big, cauliflower-eared guy can’t hear you, but you should still be able to outrun him.

As you start singing, the captain watches on with a large smile, looking back and forth between you and your audience. They laugh, then cry, then start yelling and throwing punches at each other. But… Why isn’t Buggy reacting? A gloved hand – a dismembered hand – flies forward and clasps your mouth shut. Holy shit! You jump back with wide eyes, but the hand follows. Looking back to the captain, you see that his smile has grown impossibly wide. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the audience scurry away. What the hell is he trying to pull? Eyeing him up and down you notice that his left arm ends in a stump. Wasn’t there a hand there before? The moment your eyes dart back up to his face a set of what appear to be ears comes flying toward him and pop back onto the sides of his head.

As much as you want to, your body is too frozen in fear to back away. The clown releases your mouth and the hand returns to him and pops onto the end of his arm. He laughs at your expression and circles you. “What, you think you’re the only person who’s ever eaten a devil fruit? I myself ate the Chop-Chop fruit.” Right before your eyes, his body breaks apart into a dozen pieces before reassembling. So that’s why he wasn’t affected by your ability. He can’t hear you if his ears are off somewhere else. “You can slice me, and you can dice me, but I will always put myself back together again.”

Klaus comes forward and grabs you by the arms, making Mango fall to the ground. He once again stands before your feet hissing at the captain in a feeble attempt to protect you. Buggy’s detached hand flies toward your cat grabbing him by the scruff and pulls him up toward his face. Mango writhes, trying to free himself to no avail.

“No!” you scream. “You leave him alone!”

That annoyingly perpetual smile remains plastered on Buggy’s face. Four daggers slide from his coat, one between each of his fingers, in a clear attempt to intimidate you. “Or what?” You have no answer for him. In ideal circumstances, you could influence him to lose interest in both you and your cat, but being bound by a big deaf guy seriously limits your chances of escape. The feelings of panic and despair from earlier are flooding back to you. Tears fall down your face.

 “I- I don’t know,” you admit with a small sob. “Please don’t hurt him. He’s all I have.”

Buggy’s smile falters for a moment at your begging. If you blinked, you would have missed it. Recovering his smile again, he taps the daggers against his chest, pretending to mull over your pleas. “Alright, I won’t.” He steps closer again, now inches away from you. “If you join my crew, that is. You could prove useful.”

You look up at him. His blue-green eyes – which are admittedly, the most beautiful you’ve ever seen – stare back at you intently. Inexplicably, there’s a flutter in your chest, but it’s quickly replaced with a hard drop as Mango lets out another yowl. “Okay,” you whisper, nodding. “I’ll join your crew. Just please give me back my cat.” He takes a step back and his hand comes forward to place Mango back into your arms. You hold your scared pet to your chest, stroking him in an attempt to soothe both him and yourself.

“Cabaji,” Buggy shouts, summoning a man with strange striped hair forward. “We just added another showstopping member to our crew. This is cause for celebration, don’t you think?” The man, Cabaji, nods and disappears into another room off the main tent. The clown turns to face you once more, his smile more subtle now. He grabs your arm and dismisses Klaus. For a split second, you consider taking this chance to run, but something tells you that your freedom would be short-lived. “I’m so happy you decided to join me, doll,” he says much more softly now. “You and your little friend there will make a nice addition to the show.”

Wrapping his arm around you, he steers toward the door that Cabaji left through moments ago. He leans down close to your ear, his breath tickling as he quietly states, “By the way, songbird. I’ve got a strict agreement with Mohji to not hurt cats.”

#one piece buggy #buggy the clown #buggy x reader #one piece #buggy live action #captain buggy #buggy the clown x reader #buggy the clown x you

[yen-sids-tournament]

New Valentines Tournament!

Greetings! This is our mini-tournament for Valentines Day <3. Like the Halloween tournament it will be a 16 contestant competition with 24 hour rounds.

Everyone deserves a chance for their True Love to be celebrated! We are looking for nominations of romantic couples* who are not a major Disney couple/a major focus of the plot. This tournament needs 16 submissions to run. We accept canon, assumed, or even non-canon couples. Submitting pictures and a justification will improve their chances of getting into the tournament. Again this is open to animated and live action as well as theatrical releases and small screen favorites with everything in between.

Examples of those not acceptable: Mickey Mouse & Minnie Mouse, Troy & Gabriella, Luca & Alberto, Ariel & Eric, or anything like Mother Gothel and Rapunzel

Examples of those acceptable: Mr. & Mrs. Russo, Pacha & Chicha, Will Turner & Captain Jack Sparrow, Flower & Petunia

We will start the first round on February 7th. The submissions will close February 3rd (but may be subject to change)

And yes, This is a Disney Tournament blog so we are interested in only Disney matches

@tournament-announcer @kimpossible-polls @disneyparksattractionstournament @the-owl-house-blorbo-brawl @the-gay-disney-games @bestanimatedmovie @sleepyhead-poll

*we say "couple" but if you have an ot3 or other polyship that fits please submit those too (like Sleeping Beauty's fairies) Like Donald Jose and Ponchito

The couples pictured are Jerry and Thresa Russo (Wizards of Waverly Place), Flower and Petunia (Bambi), Bobble and Clank (Tinker Bell), Pacha and Chachi (The Emperor's New Groove), King Stephan and Queen Leah (Sleeping Beauty), Rita and Dodger (Oliver and Company), Captain Jack Sparrow and Will Turner (Pirates of the Caribbean)

#disney #disney tournament #disney animated movies #yen sid submissions #valentines day #true love #disney couples #disney channel #disney live action #pixar #disney on broadway #valentinestournament #yen sid updates #tournament submission

[danieyells]

Could I pretty please ask for any Haru stuff you found? 🥺 I've been afflicted with the Haru simp disease and only information/content of him can cure me 🛐

HARU'S CHANGED MY FEELINGS ON HIM not that i disliked him at all before but like. . .you know how he acts like the team mom? His voicelines make this worse. I thought he was more like a meddlesome but chill guy with a lot of energy. The truth is this poor man is a single mother with two unruly kids, a house full of animals, and VIRTUALLY NO HELP BESIDES YOU. No wonder he drinks nearly every fucking night. I get why Jabberwock doesn't have ordinary students but jesus christ please get some helpers in here. My man is overworked.

I ended up putting almost all of them in because. . .he is struggling poor boy.

Affinity 4:

"Towa's off to that hill again? I was gonna ask him to hold down the fort...

Guess I'll have to stay put tonight."

Affinity 5:

"Am I tired? Nah, don't worry, if there's two things I have confidence in it's my stamina and my bad luck!"

Affinity 6:

"The Sinostra folks are causing a kerfuffle again...

I don't need any of that! You should take care not to get dragged into their mess too, you hear?"

Affinity 7:

"You wanna know how to get the animals to like you? You just gotta show how much you love them, like this—

Ow! Don't bite me, Peekaboo!"

Affinity 8:

"None of our critters have warmed to Ren at all, even though he spends all day with them... Guess that handsome face only works on humans."

Affinity 11:

"I went to wake that sleepyhead Ren up this morning, but it was like he couldn't see me even though he was looking straight at me.

Reckon his eyesight's bad?"

Affinity 12:

"Course I eat, don't worry about that! Just earlier I pinched some of Peekaboo's veggies when I was making his lunch and had them with a piece of bread!"

Please eat food. . . .

Affinity 13:

"So much to do... Gotta take in the washing and get the shopping done...

Argh! There's not enough hours in the day!"

Affinity 14:

"This? It's an energy drink. Don't feel like the day's started till I have one.

(gulp) (gulp) Pwaaah!"

PLEASE EAT FOOD. . . . . . . . .

Affinity 15:

"Ah man, there's soap all over the walls again! You're so good at playing with the animals Towa, if you could just learn how to clean up after you'd get full marks..."

Towa i love you but please help your mother boyfriend captain. . . .

Affinity 16:

"Ah! I can't do dogs! How'd you get in here?! Towa!! Come here!! No!! Don't bite me!!"

He is terrified of dogs????? Towa absolutely electrocuted the shit out of that dog. Rip in pieces. That dog truly fucked around and found out. It will never go in the dorm again.

Affinity 18:

"You reckon I look like an acrobat when I'm using my stigma?

Gahaha! Maybe I'll practice balancing on a ball then!"

Baby no you are not a clown please what if you break something again--

Affinity 19:

"...(gasp) Crap, I fell asleep...

Did you put this blanket on me? Cheers... Maybe I'll grab a few more minutes..."

Affinity 20:

"I swore I'd take responsibility for protecting all the lives in this park. I can't let anyone die on my watch."

Affinity 21:

"I don't know where I'd be without all the critters in this place if I'm honest with you.

Well, gotta be my animal magnetism that's keeping them here anyway! Gahaha!"

Affinity 22:

"Hm? There's some critters whose nails were getting dangerously long so I was giving them a clip.

Come here, I'll do yours too if you want!"

Affinity 23:

"Oh, off for a cheeky night out? Gahaha!

I know a good place, want me to take you?"

Affinity 24:

"A soft bed to lie down in and someone to chat with till I drift off... I'm really living the high life here."

He's a simple man. . .it's easy to imagine him holding your hand here while he dozes off. . . .

Spring:

"Bucket, check. Trowel, check.

Me and Towa are heading to the mountains to pick some veggies. You wanna come?"

Summer:

"It's hot so I invited Ren to go fishing, but his face screwed up like a prune and he yelled at me.

What's he got against fish?"

Probably the same thing you have against dogs. . . .

"Lotta bugs around this time of year... But they're important for the food chain, so I've gotta take care of them...

Argh!! Give it a rest with the buzzing!"

Autumn:

"Hey, nice timing! I'm about to make a fire with the dead leaves I collected so I can bake some potatoes, take a seat!"

"I like the Jabberwock uniforms. They're made out of high-performance fabric that keeps you warm when it's cold out and safe when you're handling venomous critters!"

"The hibernation squad's gonna start eating us out of house and home this month... The food bill's gonna be rough...

Eeek!"

"You reckon that's a rabbit on the moon? No way, it's a toad!

C'mon, look closer!"

Winter:

"Rounds are quicker in winter since some of the critters hibernate. Makes things a little easie—

Why's the kitchen on fire?!"

"Nice and toasty...

Hm? I'm talking about Peekaboo! He's better than a hot water bottle in this weather!"

Haru putting Peekaboo on your tummy when you're having cramps or just in pain in general is a cute mental image, especially since Peekaboo likes you lol

"It's cold outside so some of the critters have been sneaking into our rooms at night.

You heard Ren scream just now, right?"

Haru's birthday(September 20th):

"It's my birthday?! Oops, totally slipped my mind...

Thanks for remembering!"

New Years:

"Happy New Year!

How'd I ring it in? I was milking the cow and when I looked up I'd totally missed the first sunrise! Gahaha!"

April Fool's Day:

"Can you believe this? Ren got up early, and Towa fed everyone for me!

...Tried to make a joke for April Fools but it just made me feel empty inside..."

Day or more(?) without logging in:

"Phew, that's a relief... I was worried one of ours ate you...

Glad to see you back."

Once again. . .an absolute sweetheart. And a single mother who is desperately in need of some help around the house. That April Fool's line really got me lolol poor guy. All of his have a lot of energy to them so i feel like i posted more than Haku, who's kind of a more low key guy lol. . . .

#haru sagara #tokyo debunker #tokyo debunker spoilers #datamining cw #danie yells with anons #danie yells at tokyo debunker #danie yells answers #oops it's midnight gotta finish dailies before it's too late

[lidoshka]

Red Potion

Time got hurt but Hyrule knows how to make red potions now!

+

I did this image from scratch, as in, I didn't draw this with pencils or paper, just opened a new project and started.

and damnit, I regreted it!

because there were just so many things I had to FIX later! there are still like a hundred details that need fixing now, but I'm bored of this so ... YEEET!

#mis trazos #linked universe #a pink salty bunny #a fluffy haired fairy boy #the coquettish captain #smol but savage #the cute sleepyhead with puffy pants #the tiniest boy holds all the braincells of the group #baby gremlin #old man Time #cute farmboy

[gallawitchxx]

2022 gallavich fandom faves 🤘🏼🖤

at the end of the year, i tasked a ton of us with picking some favorite creations from this year (& beyond!) & BOY DID Y'ALL DELIVER! here's what's sticking with us as we begin another fabulous year of making stuff about ian & mickey:

fics we're looking forward to re-reading 📚:

Sweetpea & The Switch-Up by @whatthebodygraspsnot 

These Foolish Games by @suzy-queued

Dancing after Death  by @squidyyy23

That's a Wrap by @crossmydna

OnlyFans series by @gallavichgeek 

Intro to Quantum Dating by @spoonfulstar

M8TE by @gallawitchxx

Change Like Shifting Shadows by @thisdivorce

Not so Secret Santa by @sweetbee78

Your Question Has Been Received by @celestialmickey

Since We're Alone by @buffymilkovich & @lethargicmick 

Catch a Spark, Start a Flame by @shannee10 and @o-on

Proud (Outro) by @twinklyylights

Meet the Neighbours series by @arrowflier

Ian Gallagher And All Of His Mistakes by toraten

Like Real People Do, Cooperative Gameplay & Things Beyond Mistake by grayola

The Captain of My Soul by lilbatfacedgirl

Hooking Up With Feelings by @peppermintkatie

The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Ian Gallagher, Sexual Harrassment in the Workplace & You Can Bite Me by @goodkwuestion

None The Wiser by @loftec

Restoration by @palepinkgoat

- - - - -

art we can't stop thinking about 🎨:

Roadtrip Boys, Hickey Mickey, Shibari Ian & “More of a grape guy, huh…” (Sweetpea) by @heymrspatel

You're Under My Skin, Man, “Show Me What You’ve Got Tough Guy ;)”, & Sweetpea by @milkovski 

You're Under My Skin Shirt, Man by @gallawitchxx

Ask Box Christmas Cards by @deathclassic

Westside Mornings by @mikhailoisbaby

Kinktober Series by @suzy-queued

Commissions by @mariemarion

Sweethearts by @psychicskulldamage

WARM GLOWING WARMING GLOW by @loftec

Priest Ian, Rosary Hands & Mornin' Sleepyhead by @mishervellous

All the Mickeys by @spoonfulstar

1 year Anniversary Collection by @galladrabbles

Gallavich Kinktober 2022 by @darthvaders-wife

Mirror Selfie by @steorie

- - - - -

until next year! xx

#hi babies! i feel very busy & distant but i wanted to get these lists out! #i love you all & i feel so grateful to be creator alongside such powerhouse talents #this list is so incomplete & yet it's also so incredible!!!! #look at all those chickens #happy new year! happy new creations! #feel free to add on to this list as you see fit! #shameless #shameless fanfiction #shameless fan art #fic rec list #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #ian x mickey #gallavich

[espinfeather]

Captain Laserhawk: A Blood Dragon Remix with Incorrect quotes!

(Ft: Y/n)

Enjoy!

——————

*at 3am*

Jade: *runs into Y/n’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead!

Y/n: *wakes up* Dude!

Jade: *cackles*

Bullfrog: *sits up from where they were sleeping besides Y/n* What the fuck, Jade?

Jade: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT-

————

Bullfrog: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Y/n: Killed without hesitation.

—————-

Y/n: Hey, can I get a sip of that water?

Dolph: It’s not water.

Y/n: Vodka! I like your sty-

Dolph: It’s vinegar.

Y/n: …What?

Dolph: It's vinegar, PUSSY!

————

Ramon: Do you know that we are made out of atoms? And atoms never touch each other….So in my defense, officer. I did not kill the bored members-

————-

Y/n: Do you support gay rights?

Dolph: I’m literally gay.

Bullfrog: He’s avoiding the question!

—————

Y/n: Can you cut me some slack, Rayman? I’m sort of in love.

Rayman: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem.

Y/n: I’m in love with you.

Rayman: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

——————

Bullfrog: I feel like doing something stupid.

Y/n: I’m stupid, do me-

——————

Y/n: Aren’t you going to say “have a nice day?”

Dolph: I don’t care if you have a pulse, much less a nice day.

————

Ramon: Hey, are you alright with swearing? Asking for a friend.

Dolph: Yeah?

Ramon: Bitch.

————

Bullfrog: *running towards Ramon with open arms*

Ramon: *moves out of the way*

Bullfrog: Hey, why'd you move?!

Ramon: I thought you were going to attack me.

Bullfrog: I was going to hug you!

Ramon: Why would you hug me?

Bullfrog: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

————

Rayman, on the phone: So no head?

Rayman: *Throws phone and breaks skateboard*

—————-

Rayman: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

Y/n: Nope, there's 26.

Rayman: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

Y/n: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Rayman: You'll get the D later ;).

————

Rayman: Y/n, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Y/n, naked in Rayman's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Rayman, already taking off his clothes: Fuck... Me neither.

—————

Ramon: Having two partners is both amazing and complicated. But all our problems are solved with communication.

Bullfrog: It’s my turn to cuddle Y/n.

Ramon: FIVE MORE MINUTES DAMMIT!

————

Y/n: Do you want to know your gay name?

Bullfrog: My... my gay name?

Y/n: Yeah, it's your first name-

Bullfrog: Haha. Very funny Y/n-

Y/n: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

Bullfrog: Oh- oh my god.

———-

[Thats it! I hope you guys like it!]

#foryopage #fypシ #bullfrog #captainlaserhawk #rayfrog #dolph laserhawk #captain laserhawk rayman #incorrect quotes

[publicaciones-sin-sentido]

Task Force 141 + König, Alejandro y Rudy x Drunk Female Reader

You're at the New Year's party and you've had too much to drink… but that turned out to be something positive.

Captain John Price.

Since he is the leader, he feels that his duty is to get you to safety, he sees it almost as a mission, “Escort Y/n home”.

The headache is minimal but it's there, you toss and turn in bed, you shouldn't have taken that much, but you rarely do this kind of thing so…why not?, you turned again trying to find a comfortable position, but it was useless, the clarity of the day will no longer allow you to sleep.

-How much more are you going to squirm sleepyhead?- You open your eyes surprised.

-Captain Price?!- you get up. Your captain is in your house… in your room, in your bed… and without a shirt, you soon realize that you are naked.

-What happened last night?- you yell, lifting the sheet to cover your breasts.

Price looks at you with some amusement-Don't you remember?-One of his hands travels and rests on your lips, which are sensitive, you don't even want to suspect why.

You strain your mind…and the memories come flooding in, Price carrying your body to your apartment, your shameless flirting, the way you told him you liked him and what you wanted him to fuck you all night.

With horror you take your hands to your face, you look at him -I will present my resignation Sir, this was my fault, there is no need for the high command to find out.- You are planning at a thousand an hour how to solve this problem.

-Calm down, soldier, perhaps you see me upset about what happened… It was a matter of time before the sexual tension exploded.

-Captain, aren't you upset?- You see him shake his head, his gaze lowered to your covered breasts, -Last night you called me Price, I think that here we can skip the formality of the army, don't you think sweetie.- And with that they once again have a round of sex, in which you said his name several times.

What a great way to start the year.

John "Soap" McTavish

-Y/n you should stop drinking, you're pretty drunk already- Soap grabs the beer from your hand. Annoyed, you take it from him and take another sip, -Make me detergent!- Someone bursts out laughing behind you and you can't help but laugh, "Gaz has a contagious laugh"

-Soap take her home and make sure our girl doesn't do stupid things- Price shakes his head.

-Captain noooo- you complain. -You heard the orders- Soap almost drags you out of the bar.

You open your eyes seeing the daylight filter through the windows, you get up and when you sit down you give a little gasp, you're naked, you don't remember taking your clothes off last night, but you were drunk so, it doesn't matter, it still seemed strange to you.

The smell of pancakes makes you look at your bedroom door, it's open.. you always sleep with the door locked, “another drunken mistake?” You look at the room, everything seems normal, except that the bed is very messy, and then you see it on your nightstand, an open package of condoms.

With only the sheet you go out to where you hear noise and to your surprise Jhon is in your kitchen, preparing breakfast, you look at him and he notices your presence.

-You woke up!-He comes to meet you and kisses you passionately then you remember, last night… everything you did together.

-What's wrong beautiful?- Soap asks.

-I am still sleeping? I think I'm dreaming, I didn't think you felt the same as me-

Soap smiles and picks you up leaving you on the table -You know I'm hungry, I think I'm going to get an extra helping of honey before I eat the pancakes- with that he buried his face between your legs. You gasp because it's like a forest fire ripping through your core.

-As much as you want!- you yell between gasps.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

-Are you sure? If I start I won't stop and there is no going back, remember that…

-Choices have consequences, I know, I want this, I've wanted you for a long time!- you gasp, clinging to a big man in a dark room.

With those words in mind awake, the barely visible light sneaks through a crack in the window. You sat up suddenly gasping for the pain you felt between your legs, it was strange, but at the same time a pleasant pain. Your mind is very confused, you take off the sheet, soon you see red marks all over your body, -Are they bitten?!- you gasp. Out of nowhere someone is on top of you, when you turn and see Ghost's mask, you know, you know what happened.

Well, he was a rude and very passionate lover.

-Well, shall we continue where we left off last night?- You feel his member hard against your buttocks.

-Yes!- He slapped you hard on your butt- Yes… what?- You gasp from the sting and soon you get wet.

-Yes, Lieutenant Ghost!- His fingers travel to your wet folds and begin a slow massage

-Good Girl- you find yourself gasping and begging for his touch, and he gives it to you, he's nothing mean when it comes to Give you pleasure.

Kyle “Gaz”  Garrick

You wake up lying on something warm but also something hard. Then I feel strong arms surround you. You open your eyes and there he is, your teammate Gaz, looking at you sleepily and happily. -Good morning sweetie- he leaves a kiss on your mouth and you melt against it- So… do you want us to continue with this… see how far we get?- you're a little too happy.

-I want us to get to the sweet end, I'm not one of those who only have casual things, what do you say?- You get up and straddle his lap- I say that this will be my new way to start the day, if it is Sounds good to you Gaz- his hands squeeze your waist and he begins to move to feel the heat of your tight core- Kyle, here you will call me Kyle- he emphasizes his words, thrusting harder.

-Kyle…fuck me like last night-

-Copy honey- and he did, so much so that he had to help him get to the bathroom afterwards.

König

Although you are drunk, you realize that König doesn't like the atmosphere one bit, he remains stoic, but you know that he is going crazy inside, you take him by the hand and lead him out of the party, the poor man agrees to your whim to go to a party, but you couldn't stand there knowing that he was very unhappy.

-I thought you wanted to stay there- he looks at you a little confused, but not as tense as he was inside.

-Not if that makes you feel uncomfortable, we're a team, good and bad!- The alcohol continues to work in your system, you hit your chest right on the heart twice, a usual greeting between you, but you stagger and he hits you. grab before you fall. He sighs, -I'll take you home.- Your little steps were starting to annoy him, since his were tremendously longer. Without saying anything to you, I lift you up and load you onto your back.

You scream because of the height, -Don't let go or I'll be very angry- but you don't help much since you kick while you laugh.

-I'm never… going to let you go- König suffocates a little under his mask and hooded sweatshirt.

You get home where he arranges for you to drink some cold water, he looks for a shirt and pants for you to change into.

-Wos, if that's how you are as a friend, I can't imagine as a Boyfriend…- you stumbled over your words -how come you're still single? Or do you have a girlfriend? I'll get jealous because I love you but I'm a coward to say it- you adhered to him like chewing gum on the hot pavement- Don't have a girlfriend König, let me make my moves to seduce you!!- before thinking a little more you were already grabbing him by the shoulders to kiss him.

König was petrified, even though Y/n was very drunk, he believed every word he said, the signs had been there for a long time, but clouded by negative thoughts, he had never dared to believe that he might have a chance. with this incredible woman, tough as steel in the combats and missions they had been on together, and the next sweet and gentle when they found a scared civilian or even hostage caught in the crossfire.

He would not let this opportunity go. He hugged Y/n's small figure and slammed it against her chest, the scent of the shampoo wafting from her and tickling her nose. Her ice-cold eyes widened with a new determination. He picked her up in her arms and laid her on the bed and lay down next to her, pulling her blanket over him. Y/n fell asleep, König left a caress on her cheek, -Don't worry Liebe, (love) I couldn't fall in love with someone else, you are already der Besitzer meines Herzens- (the owner of my heart)

The next morning...

-Sorry!- Y/n apologized to König -You had to stay here seeing that I didn't do anything stupid in my drunken state, I'll reward you!- König smiled, barely since he didn't do it often , but it was a genuine smile. -Don't worry about it klein (small)-his big hand left a caress on his hair.

Blushing Y/n nodded -Come let's prepare breakfast, it's the least I can offer you- with the passing of the hours König learns to smile more naturally.

Alejandro Vargas

-Give me another Tequila!- you scream in ecstasy, the happiness provided by the alcohol roaring through your veins.

-Tranquila dulce (Calm down, sweetie)- Alejandro tries to make you sit down - It was enough for tonight-. Alejandro took you to your room, since you were the only woman on the team, you had the privilege of having your room separated from the others.

But it wasn't, you wanted more alcohol, but you were refused, however, you had this man with you, and you weren't going to waste that, you took off your shirt-

-What are you doing?- You laugh at his surprised face.

-I know how you look at me Alejandro, come on give me an unforgettable night- your hands traveled to his belt.

-No, señorita cálmese (miss calm down), you'll regret this in the morning- You keep trying to make him take off his belt.

-I know what I want-

-You're drunk, no way, go to sleep, I'll see you in the morning-

Disappointed at being rejected, you find yourself furious -You're not that good!- You go to bed angry, and somehow you fall asleep.

There is a deafening noise, as if thunder crashed against your door, you get up, the mist of alcohol now vanished, you look at the clock 7 in the morning, they dial their red numbers. "It had better be worth it it's my day off" you grumble.

When you open the door Alejandro rushed in like a gale, grabbed your wrists and caged you against the wall with his hard body, he kicked the door shutting them in.

Was it true last night was it a product of alcohol?

-Uh… what about last night?- Do you remember your pathetic attempt to seduce him -Well, the alcohol gave me the courage to express it in a clumsy way… but it wasn't a joke- your cheeks are red, you're dying of embarrassment.

- Gracias a Dios (Thank God)- with that he kisses you like a starving man, his hands touching all the right places and you melt against him. “Thanks Tequila”

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

-He Cielito Lindo(beautiful sky)- Rudy gently touches your shoulder, you were a bit sleepy, the euphoria of the alcohol left you draining your energy.

-Umm Rudy?- You barely keep your eyes open.

-Yes,  bonita (pretty), I think you're out of combat, the boys left looking for more party encouraged by Alejandro- you hear Rudy move but you can't open your eyes to see what he does.

One moment you feel heavy and the next it's like you're floating on clouds, confused you open your eyes, maybe that's how it feels to enter an ethylic coma.

But none of that, Rudy was carrying in his arms. -Rudy, no! -You look at him with your mouth open- You'll hurt your back, get off me, I'll walk- you move a little, but you get dizzy and your head falls against his shoulder. You hear him laugh, and you can smell the scent of him, sweat, but not unpleasant, a masculine scent, you can't describe it, but there it is.

-You are as light as a tamal-

-Are you comparing me to a meal?- You want to seem offended but you fail.

-The tamales are my favorites- he looks into your eyes and there is something that escapes you in his gaze.

-Do you want to devour me like a tamale Rudy?- a mischievous question escapes before you can censor it.

-With all my being, Cielito Lindo- he stops short… he looks at you and his eyes are as open as yours, suddenly you're not sleepy, a dark desire has replaced him.

-Is this a joke?- you ask breathlessly.

-Yes! … but if you want it's not a joke- he swallowed with difficulty, nervous for your answer.

You wrap your arms around his neck- Show me then how you're going to devour me- you leave a kiss on his lips, barely a peck.

Rudy smiles, showing all his teeth in the process, he throws you over his shoulder and runs off to his room.

#headcanon #cod x reader #cod 2022 #cod mw2 #cod mw2 x reader #captan price #soap mactavish #soap call of duty #ghost cod #ghost posts #ghost x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost #simon ghost riley #gaz cod #kyle gaz garrick #Kyle “Gaz” Garrick #cod smut #cod x y/n #könig call of duty #könig x you #konig call of duty #alejandro x reader #alejandro vargas #alejandro cod #rudy cod #rodolfo parra #ghost x you #john price #captain john price

[cosmiccandyangel]

🌀🌟what are the zodiac signs tho?¿🌟🌀

back @ it again w another humorous, ~pOeTiC~ astrology post. apply it to ALL ur placements! enjoy :)

***do NOT plagiarize, the stars will smite ye

🌟🌟🌟

♈️aries- fireball babies, blazing speedsters, shy guys, victorious vixens, cherry pie-eatin contest cheaters(hehe I love u aries), trophy fiends, excitable sight seers

♉️taurus- homey homies, the teddy bears at fun fairs, domineering designers, tastiest pastries in the case, heartthrobs of the hearth, if sensuality were a scented candle

♊️gemini- geometric magicians, daredevil divas, rubix cube cuties, walking encyclopedias, bubble-breathing dragons, questionable questioners

♋️cancer- moon gems, blubbering belles, quirky cuddlebugs, bubble-blowing ship captains, cozy mama/papa bears, flower field friends, the freedom of sea foam

♌️leo- iridescent dolls, theatrical thots, third eye thespians, confetti clowns, bedazzled showstoppers, playtime pals, loyal loonies, if candle flames could dance to a beat

♍️virgo- nervous nurses, picnic basket pixies, master meal preppers, sluts for soaps, irresistible know-it-alls, tried and true teachers, selenite tower souls

♎️libra- divine debutantes, lucky charms, rose garden fairies, bejeweled bewitchers, smooth operators, flighty flirts, gems of justice, cheeky lil cherubs

♏️scorpio- fallen angel gone phoenix, succubus in satin, brooding brethren, deep space psychologists, introspective starseeds, magnetic mysteries, corn maze conquerors

♐️sagittarius- starchild gone wild, philosophical fools, traveling churches, sunkissed sinners, solitary earth-steppers, an on-the-go kinda ho, poppin’ party favors

♑️capricorn- cash money honeys, if ATMs were a striptease, housing market hustlers, crystalline queens, frugal fruit cups, salty saviors, corporate bear cubs(baby bears in suits, duh), big shots of the backyard barbecue

♒️aquarius- electric aliens, butterfly chasers, jaw-dropping dreamboats, the wind beneath your wings, wacky wackjobs, ‘treat yourself’ trendsetters, hypnotic hearts of gold

♓️pisces- rainbow riders, psychedelic silly nillies, moonbeam dreams, celestial sleepyheads, cosmic comedians, cloud mermaids, water-walking witches

#astrology #zodiac signs #zodiac #aries #taurus #cancer #gemini #Leo #virgo #libra #Scorpio #sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius #pisces #astro observations

[eggtartz]

hi!! may i please request the toman founders (together) celebrating the reader's birthday?

a/n : sorry for the delay anon my health has been declining recently :( this might be a little short because my eyes are burning but anyway thank you for requesting and enjoy 🫶🏻

masterlist

: manga ending spoilers, a bit of angst, mentions of neglect but overall a lot of fluff

"y/n? hey y/n wake up.." you felt your body was shake as you awaken from your nap. it's at least noon and you had a meeting at dawn so you decided to take a quick nap at the shrine. you saw baji looking down at you as well as haru.

"it's getting warmer y/n you should nap inside" haru said while helping you to get up. "oh it does feel a bit warm.." you mumbled.

"c'mon sleepyhead" baji lifted your limp body on his back and you dozed off again. you didn't had much sleep last night due to your insomnia so you tend to lack energy and sleep at random times. "okay there you go, we'll wake you up when the meeting starts okay?"

"mmh thankyou baji san"

"okay we need to do the plan like right now, she's knocked out" kazutora said hurriedly while tapping his fingers on the table. "mitsuya has the division members been informed about our plan?" draken asked the purple haired boy. "yeah, they're on standby. they've been very excited actually" mitsuya said. the toman founders thought it would be nice to have a small birthday party for you. it does happen once a year so the members saw no harm in it, besides the other division members seem content with their decision and is on board with the plan.

"okay so this evening we'll take the cake out then kazutora and baji would bring the cake at the meeting and lights out then we sing the song for her. pretty simple right?"

"but kenchin why can't i bring the cake?!"

"because you're the president mikey, you need to start the meeting"

"oh wait you're right" mikey snickered while stuffing his face with dorayaki while the others had ice cream. they hoped nothing would go wrong, nothing would right?

the evening came rather quickly as you stretched your body and twisted your body in multiple directions to crack them. rubbing your eyes, you went to the shrine and saw pahchin and pehyan there. "oh good morning pah, peh."

"good morning y/n chan! did you have a good sleep?"

"yes i did, feels so fresh too. say is the meeting long because my stomach is growling" you held your belly.

"i don't think so" pahchin said then walked away with peh when some members called the two. you sat down on someone's motorcycle and lifted your leg. "hey y/n chan want some candy?"

"yeah sure"

"here y/n chan you look thirsty"

"oh thankyou"

"y/n chan you like chocolates right? here!"

"that's so nice of you!" now, don't get you wrong everyone in toman was so nice they felt like family. however this atmosphere felt off and everyone was acting a little bit too nice. you hopped off the motorcycle to ask what's up with everyone when mikey and the division captains pulled up and made their entrance.

"president!" everyone bowed, as you too. after settling down, mikey was standing in front with takemichi and draken behind him. "now! we have gathered here today to uh hear me talk about my day yes! so my day was really shitty so i wanted to drop out from school! how about that?"

you were confused, mikey always has been complaining about school in meetings but never in big meetings like these. these kind of meetings usually means he's announcing toman is going to fight another gang or something. this was the last thing you expected. you glanced at your surroundings to share a confused look with someone only for them to avoid your eye contact.

huh, strange.

"where the hell is keisuke? my story doesn't make sense anymore!" mikey whispered to draken, gestured takemichi to take over instead. "u-uh yes i say uh we all drop out from school? but that would be risky for our on future right so.." takemichi prolonged his tone and nervously looked around.

"damn it, kazutora where are you?!" haru yelled in a whisper at the phone he was clutching while kisaki fumbled with his uniform. "patience haruchiyo, we're just a bit late"

"a bit?! the guys over here are telling fairy tales so she won't notice! hurry up"

"we're almost there haru, just wait there with kisaki!" baji yelled from the other side when the phone went dead. kisaki kept extending his neck to look for baji's motorcycle but after five minutes, he finally saw the two of them. "shit be careful with the cake, where's the light?"

"it's here in my pocket, now kisaki go turn off the lights"

"we all ready right? okay so three, two, one!" the lights that was centered at the shrine went completely off making you shriek in surprise. you accidentally hugged the arms of the person beside you but let his arm go instantly. "oh sorry"

"no worried y/n chan, you can hold on them if you're scared" he teased and you landed a slap on his arm. suddenly there was spotlight and it was directed at you, the sudden light made your eyes blind so you squinted a few times to adjust your vision. then,

"happy birthday to you.."

"happy birthday to you"

"happy birthday dear y/n"

"happy birthday to you!" you heard the members sang while approaching you with a white cake which was written 'happy birthday y/n!'. mitsuya was holding the cake as well as the founders who stood behind him who wore birthday hats too. when the singing ended mitsuya was standing in front of you and smiling so sweetly.

"make a wish y/n chan" your captain said. you did a little wish and blew out the candles which resulted in a ear deafening celebration from the members.

"yay cake!"

"that's for her mikey"

"but i wanna eat it.."

"you just had cupcake this morning" you stood there and watched every member blossomed a smile and congratulated you. you didn't even remember it was your birthday, your family has been neglecting your mere presence for a long time so you've grew up not remembering such an event like your birthday. hakkai was the one who noticed your birthday was near and suggested to mitsuya for them to have a small celebration.

never have you thought that they actually cared so much about you, going to the lengths of calling huge meetings so everyone could be there. you lowered your head to hide your sobs but mitsuya catched them. "it's okay y/n, we're here for you. so just leave it to us yes?" he assured you sweetly while lending you a piece of cake on a paper plate.

the toman members had a nice day that dawn, the celebration ended up late at night but you were so happy. more than happy. and you couldn't be more grateful.

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