#without whiskers ofc

[verefex]

MerSky, very long and very chonk.

#mermay #sky #sona #idk what kind of fish he is. kinda similar to Ephi who is a catfish #without whiskers ofc #I just love the thick bodied fish #please give your mer characters long strong tails they NEED them

[littlemissferret]

CHRONICLES OF HOUSECATS [ part 1 , part 2 ]

sypnosis: you finally manage an uninterrupted date with isagi

no prns used (reader). established relationship with (loser bf) isagi. 2.2k wc. cw: nothing(?). made them a lot tamer for this (less chaos). kaiser & ness still cats ofc.

Do you remember the feeling of awkward cringe, when you watch third-rate actors on screen put on an act so atrociously bad? The kind of feeling that forces your skin to crawl- a chill sent down your spine while simultaneously warm blood rushes to your face from second hand embarrassment?

“MEOWWWW MRREOWWWWWWWWW”

Yeah, you’re feeling a whole hell of that right now. God, he’s so embarrassing…

You pinch the bridge of your nose, breathing in much needed fresh air to cool down the horrendous headache your darling housecats are causing you right now.

“Enough, Mihya. I told you to save your little theatrics for the talent shows.” You lift up the blue cat carrier to chastise him.

Michael bats his eyes, staring up at you with the eyes of a pitiful, heartbroken widow.

“You’re not fooling anyone with that,” You deadpan at his attempt to win you over. “C’mon, it’s just a spa. You love getting pampered, don’t you? Well, they’re gonna give you lotsss of love and attention there.”

He furthers his meowing and whining at you, pretending he didn’t hear allat. Determined to not drop his act anytime soon.

Isagi walks next to you, this sweet boy has been trying to hold your hands when you were busy arguing with your rebellious cat.

He finally manages to grab onto your hand, a smile blossoming onto his face as he internally celebrates his success.

“Um, will it really be okay for us to just leave them at the spa?” He eyes the magenta cat carrier in his other hand. “I mean, we can do this another time.. It’s not that much of a hassle, really.”

You intertwine your fingers with his, and start swinging your held hands. “It’s fine. Really!” You turn to him with a smile, “I bring them to the spa every two to three months anyway. Mihya usually loves it! He’s just being whiny for attention right now.”

Ignoring the blond cat’s yowls of protests, you continue, “Besides, I’m looking forward to this date with you-” You glance down at the blue carrier, “-without them interrupting this time.”

On your previous romantic dates with Isagi, the two cats had stalked and caught up with you both. Causing a scene every single time, thanks to Michael’s dramatics and Alexis’ surprising animosity towards your sweet boyfriend.

You swear Alexis is usually a good, well-mannered kitty. He never had any problems with strangers. Maybe he just doesn’t like Yoichi’s smell? You oughta talk to him about showing up right after practice in his stinky sweat drenched jersey.

You hum, stepping into the doors of ‘Magic Whiskers Pet Spa & Hotel’. The bell chimes, alerting the workers and other pets in the building of your arrival.

It doesn’t take long until the old manager walks up to greet you. “Hello there, dearie! Michael and Alexis back for their appointment?”

“Hi, gramps. And yeah, the usual, thank you.” Placing the cat carriers onto the counter, you open the locks for them.

Michael huffs, strutting out and stretching his legs, then immediately basks in the old man’s praises at his big boy stretch.

Little bastard giving you the silent treatment.

Alexis walks up to you the moment he’s let out of the cage. Purring as he rubs his head at your waist. Finally, he thinks. Normally he’s comfortable with his carrier but god when Isagi is the one handling him does it make the experience a hundred times less enjoyable.

Oh well, at least he’s in his second favourite place now. Being in the magic themed store slash spa makes him the happiest feline alive.

Great memories were created here in this magical place, after all.

“Good boy, ‘Lexis. You watch over Michael for me, yeah? He’s being a petty prick.” You whisper to the cat. “I’ll stock up on your favourite kibbles when I come back later.”

You scratch at the spot behind his little flicky ears, sinking in his purrs as you stare at Michael’s overgrown blond fur.

“Hmm. You know what, old man? I think you can try something new with them this time.”

The cats stare up at you curiously and the manager only gives you a warm smile.

“I thought you’d never ask. Leave them to me!”

—

“Ahh, some peace and quiet..” You sigh in bliss as you hook your arm with Isagi. You’re both now walking leisurely on the sidewalk. “Soo, what’s the plan, Yoichi?”

Isagi blushes when you turn to look at him, “Ah, right.” He fumbles with his jacket, “Well, I didn’t plan an itinerary or anything. But..”

He lists off the places you both can visit together, rambling off. Occasionally stuttering and tripping over his own feet.

You admire his side profile as he continues his meandering. He’s such a cutie, still so awkward and shy this far into the relationship.

You wonder if you’d get to more sides of him as you both continue to spend more time together.

“-so i think it’s really worth a visit too. You wanna go?”

His dorky smile paired with a soft blush on the apple of his cheeks. How could anyone say no to that?

You’d go anywhere this man brings you to.

“Sure. Anything for you, pretty boy.”

—

The faint smell of clay envelopes the both of you as you step foot into the pottery studio.

“Hello, we booked a session under the name Isagi Yoichi.” You glance around the cozy studio, admiring the array of works displayed. The muted colours of each piece of art blend well in the modernly designed room, adding a spark of personality to the mundane aesthetic.

“Yes, of course. Over here, please.” The receptionist brings you two to your designated workshop.

You place a thumb to your chin as you stare at the unpainted pottery in front of you. You never really had any plans to paint on some clay. Now that you think about it, you jumped at any idea Isagi had suggested- and pottery painting just happened to sound the most romantic to your dear Yoichi right now.

Oh, well. Now that you’re here with him, might as well show-off whatever amount of talent you have for painting.

Yoichi’s hand finds yours, before he quickly releases it to wipe off the sweat that has collected onto his palm.

“Sorry! I- It’s too hot in here, aha..”

Help this poor guy. So many dates into the relationship and he can hardly tell if you’re as excited as he is. Is your heart beating as quick as his right now? Do you feel the immense urge to hold him the same way he wants to hold you?

You choose to reach out for him, intertwining your fingers with his.

“Are you nervous about pottery painting? I’m sure you’ll do great, ‘Ichi.”

Ah, that’s not.. Yoichi sweatdrops. You have trouble reading him too, it seems. At least now he feels better about being unable to read you.

A talent to be reckoned with, really. How you both have been with each other for years and still stuck in the awkward guessing stage whenever you go out together.

But weakass communication skills aside...

Uh oh. What if you think of him as a loser, one that is jittery at the notion of.. painting?

No way! He’ll save this, he thinks. Right, he was good at arts and crafts back when he was in school. He can woo you with his crazy painting skills!

With newfound confidence, Isagi picks up an unpainted mug. A blank canvas- for him to turn into one of his creative works, and sweep you off your feet. He picks up a brush, brainstorming ideas of what he can paint onto the mug.

You browse the options, settling on matching mugs with Yoichi’s. Sitting by his side, you dip your brush into the paint of your choice, and start to draw strokes of what you have in mind onto the delicate surface of the mug.

“Has your season come to an end? You’ve been more free lately,” You ask, just to start a conversation. “As in, you’ve been coming over a lot more.”

Isagi’s mouth forms an ‘o’, “Right. Yeah, it's my off-season right now.” He pauses to think, “I’ll be free until next month, I guess.”

You hum at his answer, “You still practice a lot, even on your holidays.”

“Ah, well. That’s just..” He blushes, feeling a bit shy that you’ve noticed his passionate attitude towards football.

“You don’t have to explain yourself,” You laugh at his embarrassment, “You love football. That much I know of.”

Isagi feels his heart flutter at that. God, you remind him of how much he loves you every time without fail. Doing so much to him while you haven’t even started on pampering him with kisses and sweet words.

He swears you’re perfect- just for him. You fit perfectly, providing all kinds of comfort and support that he never knew he needed. All on your own accord.

You love, care and recognize his dreams. What more could a man ask for?

The world's best lover for the world's best striker. (an overkill but he's delulu like that)

He swallows hard, wanting to let all the bottled up giddy feelings burst out and embrace you. He wants to make sure you know how much he loves and appreciates you.

Maybe he’s not the best with words. The peak of his creativity with verbal finesse is really just spitting flame on the field- something that he secretly hopes you’ll never get to witness.

Most he can do now is to paint what he loves the most- you, and his football of course, onto the mug.

With each delicate stroke of his brush, he carefully fills in the colours with love. Painting a simplified version of your general features, he then adds the football next to you. Ending the piece by tracing a giant frame of heart around both you and the ball.

He checks his work, scanning for any small mistakes then carefully writes ‘World’s #1 Striker’ onto the free space next to his painting.

He smirks proudly at that.

You send him a side-eye then chuckle at his satisfied look, touching up on the details and colours of your own piece of art.

Seems like you both share very similar sentiments in your paintings. You opt to paint what you love the most- your cats, with your lovely boyfriend in between.

Instead of acting up on your ego like him, though, you settled on painting mini hearts to fill out the free space.

Give it a week, and your mugs will be delivered back to you. The previously plain ceramics painted over with a sheen of love, reflecting the experience you both created and the bond you’ve both strengthened over the date.

—

“Meow”

Alexis runs up to you the moment you enter the door. Eagerly pawing up at your legs.

You notice his faded magenta is re-dyed, and his usual pressed down fur is now more fluffed up. The natural caramel brown is now more contrasting with the bright magenta.

“Hi, ‘Lexis. Did you have a good time?” You pick him up and start to kiss him all over his now very soft and fluffy fur. “I missed you too, baby. You look so pretty. Do you feel pretty?”

The now fluffier (re-dyed) magenta cat basks in your attention, lapping his tongue at your chin while purring happily.

The old man walks up to you with Michael strutting along next to him.

“I’ve given this one a whole makeover,” He muses, “Alexis was the one who chose that colour for him.”

Michael glances up at you proudly with his pretty blue eyes- now matching with the new dye he wears on his blond fur: on the top of his ears and the ends of his tail. His fur is noticeably shorter, and a little choppy around his head, framing his usual fluffy face.

It makes him look so silly, to be honest. But he’s so satisfied with it, you decide to not comment on the choppy part.

You do, however, comment on his new dye job.

“What a beautiful shade of blue,” You coo at him, giving into his attempt at flaunting for compliments. “Look at you, my little emperor. So royal.” His fluffy tail stands up high, and wags in approval.

Returning your attention to the old manager, you teasingly ask, “Were they on their best behaviour, old man?”

He chuckles and nods at the two cats now staring at him, “Yup. They’re good alright. I’d say they deserve some new toys and some premium kibbles.”

You smile, satisfied hearing his response. “Well, I did promise to restock Alexis’ favourite kibble.” You pick Michael up along with Alexis, then place them on the seat of a trolley nearby.

Turning to your idle boyfriend (who has been nervously eyeing a certain magenta cat), you ask, “Could you help me get the premium kibbles, ‘Ichi? I’ll bring these two around for them to pick their new toys.”

Isagi smiles crookedly, “Sure, honey.” He tries to shrug off the way the blond cat is narrowing his eyes at him, but mostly at the ominous smile the magenta one is sending him. “Take your time.”

He’ll just have to find a way to counter the two jealous kitties soon.

© littlemissferret 2024 ✦ do not repost, translate or modify .

a barking cat video made me write allat

- im ngl i feel kinda shy writing lovey dovey romance, u can tell its really stiff - probably will resort back to chaos dumping or maybe will try to put myself out there

#- yu : writing ༊*·˚ #isagi yoichi #isagi yoichi x reader #isagi yoichi x you #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x you #alexiss ness #alexis ness x reader #alexis ness x you #blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk x you #ooh i don't like this one

[itsyourstarboy]

Streamer!Honey Headcanons Pt.4

First Part Next Part

It’s been over a month I’m so sorry 😭😭😭 it’s here now, and there are some things that didn’t make it into this post, but that just means more parts!

—

Guy started showing up on stream more often than he did in chat. Though, to protect his privacy, he wears sunglasses and a face mask.

Every time he seems to have a different set.

A face mask with a smiley face, or maybe it's rainbow colored, or (his favorite) a pizza pattern. Sometimes he wears one that is plain black with a small heart in the middle (honey likes to kiss the heart but not on stream ofc).

As for the glasses, I made this post talking about those ;w;

Every time he buys a new pair Honey has to go in and change out the lenses for darker ones so no one can see his eyes. They are very particular with Guy staying anonymous, they care about his safety more than they care about anything.

And unless he's willing to carry pepper spray and a pocket knife with him while he works, he is not allowed to show his face.

He loves how protective honey is, he thinks it's the cutest damn thing.

—

The first time he showed himself, he and Honey had planned it beforehand. In the middle of their stream, he knocked on the door.

Honey made a big show of faking a dramatic gasp, and saying "whoever could that be??"

They open the door, and Guy steps in like 💃💃

"Oh my god, is that the Guy??"

Guy T-poses, "it is I, The Guy."

Chat lost their shit.

MY BOY ITS HE

GUY REVEAL [NOT CLICKBAIT] *EMOTIONAL*

Oh my 😳😳

HOT DAMN

loOK AT [HONEY'S] SMILE IM FUCKING SWOONING

beautiful beutiful butiful BETTYFUL BOOOOOYYYYYY

WHY HE DANCING LIKE THAT

DAMN HE GOT CAKE

Guy had quite the ego boost after that…

—

Sometimes while sitting next to them on camera he'll slowly start to lower his face mask just so Honey will hold his face "to keep the mask on".

♡♡♡♡♡♡

Honey looks to their right to see Guy eyeing them while slowly lowering the face mask. They roll their eyes and huff, practically throwing their controller onto the desk in front of them. They take Guy's face in their hands, squishing his cheeks, and give him a hard glare.

It goes on for a few seconds, Honey's intense gaze boring through him. They lean a bit closer and their forehead presses against his, never breaking eye contact.

"Stop doing that shit," they say in a low voice that makes Guy's knees feel weak. "Please," they add quietly, and all he can do is nod.

—

The fanart increased, and this time it wasn't weird because people had more of an idea as to what Guy looked like.

Guy still thinks it's adorable, and he has taken to finding ways to share this incredible art with the world in many ways.

He likes to print out the pictures and hang them on the fridge.

He calls the people in chat his children.

Or, at least, he did until they started calling him daddy…

Now they're just his chaos squad.

—

Guy made a second Instagram account to post on without showing his face (as if he ever even posts on his personal acc)

His stories are… interesting

First there's a picture of a grasshopper he found outside with the caption "look at this dood", then you see a really blurry photo with the caption "ASGFKDGFGSJ HALP ITS EVIL".

He posts little videos of Honey 🥺

They're chilling on the couch, their legs draped over Guy's, and he turns the camera towards them with a cat face filter.

Honey makes eye contact with the camera and sticks their tongue out a little bit anD THAT LIL BLEP WITH THE DOODLE CAT EARS AND WHISKERS WAS ENOUGH TO MAKE GUY FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM ALL OVER AGAIN

Before the video cuts off you can hear him make a little gasp and the caption is "I love them"

Fans think this confirms their relationship until they see Honey's story has a video of Guy in the kitchen humming the macarena—and half ass dancing to it—while making pizza rolls with the caption "if there was a zombie apocalypse, he would die first", and it makes them think maybe not…

—

Ever since Guy's debut, he joins chat less often (much to their disappointment), but what Honey doesn't know is that this was all part of an elaborate plan cooked up by none other than their menace of a boyfriend.

He wanted to spoop them. That's a harmless little prank, right?

WRONG

Honey has the most VIOLENT reactions when they get scared, you DO NOT want to be on the receiving end.

But nooooo, Guy just wants to be a little shit.

♡♡♡♡♡♡

Honey was playing The Mortuary Assistant. It's one of the few games that actually scares them from time to time, because of how unpredictable it is.

It was quiet, Honey wasn't really talking with chat. They were invested, double checking everything to make sure they were burning the right body.

Chat was basically left unsupervised, like a small child lost in the McDonald's play place.

Why do the feet have jiggle physics

✨realism✨

wouldnt the bodies be stiff tho? rick-a-morris or something?

RICK A MORRIS?!?!??!?

It's rigamortis, sweetheart

Ihatethisgameihatethisgame

EW EW NO GET THAT LIPLESS NO EYELID HAVIN ASS OFF MY SCREEN

WHY IS IT NAKED

Boy out here looking like salad fingers 🥗☝️👅👅

I’d smash ngl

Hi [Honey] <3 hope you're having a good day xoxo

That does not look like salad fingers

🌝✨rUstY💫🌚 💦🦴spOOnS🦠🥄

Baby girl got some mommy issues 😘💝😚

Lmao same 🤣😂😆

R u ok?

No :')

Can't have mommy issues if you never had a mom 😝😝

PLEASE-

Y r u joking abt this?? 😢😢

Where are the therapist people in chat?

Laughter is the best medicine ☺️☺️❤️

There they are

Alright, now everyone say 5 positive things about yourself

No

What if we don't?

I SAID 🔫🔫🔫 EVERYONE SAY 5 POSITIVE THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF🔫🔫🔫

HoneysHeaven: hello :)

Still no

GUY

GUY

MY GUUYY

BABY BOY BABY

HELLO 👋👋👋👋👋

HE HAS RISEN

GUY

PRAISE JUGULAR

HoneysHeaven: shh 🤫

EEEE

shh?

Ooh we be sneaky now

Y shh?

HoneysHeaven: everyone keep [honey] distracted I'm gonna spook them >:)

OOOH OK OK

SHHHHH

Oops

Pranky time 😈😈😈

Spoopy scary skeletons

Go Guy Go

On camera, you can see Guy verrry carefully open the door. He sneaks in, ever so gracefully, only tripping over himself a maximum of two times.

Despite his few hiccups, he managed to get in without Honey noticing (somehow)

Y'know that meme picture of Jason Momoa sneaking up on Henry Cavill? Yeah, that's what it looks like right now.

Honey was in the middle of a sentence when Guy pounced on them.

He wrapped his arms around them from behind and went, "BOO!"

Honey yelped and swung an arm behind them.

They've never had any training, but like… they've got a pretty damn good right hook…

They punched Guy in the face.

He fell to the ground, holding his nose, and laughed out a groan in pain.

JESUS FVCKING CHRIST

NOOOOOOOO

LMFAO 🤣🤣🤣🤣

GUY NO HIS FACE IS BROKEN

I KNEW THIS WAS A BAD IDEA 😭😭😭

Honey immediately realized what they'd done and a hand flew over their mouth. They were kneeling next to Guy within seconds.

They cupped his face, "holy shit, are you okay!? Let me see-"

Guy's glasses had been punched off his face, but since he was on the floor, Chat couldn't see.

He had tears in his eyes though he was laughing and saying he was fine.

Honey felt so fucking bad.

"No, Honey, I'm fine really. You don't have to- no! Oh noo, Honey don't cry!"

They weren't crying, they were just… teary.

A lot just happened all at once. They got scared, and they punched their boyfriend in front of around 200k people, and they're pretty sure his nose is broken. Leave them alone.

Guy pulled off his face mask, revealing his bruised, bloody nose. Yeah. That's broken.

Honey's eyes were full of so much guilt, you'd think they murdered someone's puppy.

They did.

Their puppy.

They said sorry so many times, they sounded like a broken record. They held Guy, with their face buried in the crook of his neck, mumbling apologies, before finally coming to their senses and turning off the stream to take Guy to the hospital.

He wasn't mad at them. Of course he wasn't.

But Honey was mad at themself, because how could they ever hurt Guy like that!?

He insisted it was fine, that he understood it was a reflex, and that he shouldn't have scared them (because he knows they react violently).

Regardless, Honey sucked up to him so much while his nose was healing, let me tell you.

They babied him, they coddled him, they waited on him hand and foot.

Guy hated that they felt so guilty, but he was getting so much love and affection, so…

He wasn't even that badly hurt, these two are just dramatic

—

After that little fiasco, Guy's account now has a special alert to let Honey know that he's in chat (so he doesn't go do something stupid like that again).

At first the sound was a little ding noise, but then Guy changed it.

Now it starts playing the jaws theme.

#i know this wasnt as interesting as the other parts T^T im sorry #these were the things i was able to write down while off my meds #but since im back on them hopefully part five will have some more fun stuff #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted headcanons #redacted honey #redacted guy #redacted pizza guy #redacted streamer!honey #redacted fanfic

[mochikage]

uhh, idk if i'm allowed to ask like this, or if requests are even open, but...

can i rq first kiss fluffiness with kakashi? a scenario where him and reader haven't been dating for long, and they're chilling on a rooftop at night watching the stars like all romantic couples do.. but instead of the stars kakashi's staring at the reader because we're beautiful ofc and then he just leans over and kisses her softly?? and it's really cute??

fem reader please ^^ love your writing!

i needs this wholesomeness pls i'm lonely

my dearest little anon you seem like such a sweet person i wish i could hug you and give you head pats <3 much love and thank you for sending a request <3

The night's quiet, peaceful. The only sound resonating from crickets hiding in the distant forest or the occasional civilian making their way home from the night shift. None of it matters though, not when he’s laying next to you staring at the stars. 

There was some hesitance at first, where the two of you wondered if it was a good idea to lay down on a slanted roof top, a similar hesitance to the one Kakashi had before he started dating you. Would it be a good idea? (It was.) What if something goes wrong? (It won’t.) 

His hand engulfed yours, thumb stroking the back of your hand to calm you down. It was normal to be nervous at such a height, but when Kakashi holds you close, even with just a hand, your nerves relax. Everything about him was relaxing regardless of the lifestyle he chose to live. Similarly he found solace in you, in ways that he has yet to find the words to describe. 

“That one looks like a cat.....kind of...” Your hands point out the shape. There’s two twin stars the serve as the eye, all surrounded by a janky circle and one triangle at the top. “A cat with a missing ear and some funky looking whiskers but if you squint you can see it!” 

Kakashi only hums next to you, one so quiet that it makes you look over to check if he’s fallen asleep. He’s not looking to where you’re pointing, and you’re not even sure if he’s heard what you said. His focus isn’t on your hand or your weird perception of what a starry cat looks like, his attention is on you. 

There’s something different about the way you’re looking at each other. You’ve only been dating for a little bit, but you’d like to think that you’re getting better at communicating without words with him. Something practiced in your friendship now perfected in your relationship. 

The hand placed under your chin tilts your face up and it’s then that you realize how close he’s moved to you. That’s the thing about staring into his eyes, there’s nothing more mesmerizing than getting lost in them. He pulls down his mask, effectively making your stomach flip in excitement.  His face is nothing new to you, but it doesn’t stop you from feeling bashful every time you catch a glimpse. His tongue glides along is lips, making them glisten under the moonlight. Silver tufts of hair glide smoothly between your fingers, silk strands held tightly in your guiding hand. 

The stars shined brightly down upon the two lovers on the rooftop, each one twinkling in excitement, as if it was cheering them on. They gleam brighter when their lips connect. 

An unhurried kiss brings a heat to both your cheeks. Bodies are drawn closer to each other, eager to close any space between them. A moment that’s been long awaited. From hesitant kiss on the cheeks and awkward goodbyes, there never seemed to have been a perfect moment to relish each other like this. 

Lips part for air, and you can’t tell if you’re lightheaded from the kiss or the lack of air. Your heads press against each other, silly little smiles and shallow pants shared between you. 

No words need to be said. Just a moment to be savored, enjoyed. 

#never hesitate to go into my inbox #i am alos very lonely so i welcome thoughts like this at all times #i'm not retyping that to correct 'also' #ask #kakashi hatake #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi x reader #nart #naruto #vanilla mochi #kakashi fluff #kakashi hatake fluff

[adelaidedrubman]

COMFORT MY CHARACTER. (from this prompt list) + jestiny +☀️ - a nice day outside (requested by @simplegenius042) + 🧸 - a soft plushie (requested by @blissfulalchemist) + ✋ - a hand carding gently through their hair (requested by both!)

notes: hello hello, look who is coming in three months later to finally answer these. i am sorry for the delay and ofc no pressure to read, but i decided this would be good to pivot and post for valentine’s day. also, avoiding spoilers but if you want a visualization on 🧸 you can find it here. this is set in hook, line, and sinker verse, but the only context from it you really need is that john and jestiny are fake dating. wordcount: 2.3k warnings: animal death, fleeting detailed fantasies of violence against humans, and threats to do violence to humans. pretty tame all things considered.

A gentle breeze kicks up to ease the heat settling into Jestiny’s cheeks and tickle her jaw with the feathery ends of her hair, and as she draws in a deep inhale of the scent of pine carried on the air it dawns on her that this truly is her definition of a perfect day. 

The sun beats down on the back of her neck to bake the skin and draw a pleasant coating of sweat that flushes cool with the wind. The glittering waters of Snowshoe Lake lap gently at the thick heels of her boots stuck into mud. 

Three trout float defeated and bled dry in the cooler she pulls a fresh beer from, a fourth cutting ripples into the water as it moves to flirt with her hook. The glass on her bottle of Two Hearted Ale kisses her inner thigh with its crisp coating of frost as she props it against her leg. 

Hank is tucked away in the bib pocket of her overalls and firmly in the grips of a food coma courtesy of the extra scoop of bait Adelaide threw in for him, pointy pink fingers still curled around the batch of crickets he grew too full to finish. 

And any threat of tranquility stagnating to tedium is kept at bay by the sudden plop of her bobber to sink into the water, causing Jestiny to perk up and brace herself just in time for the satisfying tension of weight pulling against her rod. 

Jestiny licks her lower lip as she begins to reel, muscles of her arms tensing and tugging on instinct with the perfect amount of pressure to meet the force of the fish in a smooth, elegant dance — a back and forth quickly rewarded as her catch leaps from the water. An opportunity she gladly seizes, reeling it to its doom. 

She feels Hank begin to slowly stir against her chest as she pierces her knife through the fish’s brain, his head poking from her pocket for his whiskers to brush against her chin as she drops the trout into her cooler. 

A somehow still surviving cricket leaps from Hank’s clutches as he unfurls his fist in a waking stretch, landing at the top of Jessie’s head as the rest of the insects fall lifelessly into the depths of her pocket. 

“Hank,” she chides without malice, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she grins down at the opossum. “What did I tell you about goin’ and wastin’ bait?” 

Hank claws his way up Jestiny’s chest as she rewards herself with a hearty gulp of beer, climbing over her shoulder to cling to the back of her head and reach to pluck the cricket from her hair and plop it into his mouth. 

And to Jessie’s relief he doesn’t scramble back down to grab for the bait she slides onto her hook, instead remaining perched on her shoulder as she casts her line, his fingers tangled in her hair. 

Hank combs the fingers through short locks as Jestiny leans back to settle in and watch the water, his snout nudging against her as he sniffs for more bugs, licking to groom out anything he finds. 

His sharp little claws send a relaxing tingle along Jestiny’s scalp as they rake along the skin, gliding down her spine to ease the tension from her shoulders. 

Yes, in Jestiny’s mind it is truly a perfect day. And with the bright blue of the sky stretching out without a cloud in sight, she felt certain that nothing could happen to ruin —

The low rumble of an engine tears Jestiny from her thoughts, followed by the thud of a car door slamming that tells her the driver is close. 

“The fuck,” Jessie mutters under her breath as she glances to her phone. “Shouldn’t be a fuckin’ soul around here but —” 

“Ah, there’s the fisherwoman I’ve been looking for!” a devastating familiar voice calls, the surface of the water suddenly busy with the ripples of fish swimming away. 

“No,” Jestiny says before she’s even turned around. She jumps to her feet to face the man strolling towards her and shout louder, “No. Absolutely not!” 

“You certainly know how to give a lover a warm welcome,” John replies as he plants himself in front of Jessie. 

“Never fuckin’ call yourself that,” she says with a grimace, taking suspicious note of the giant, glossy gift bag slung over his shoulder. “Never call anyone that,” she tacks on, a disgusted shudder texturing the words. “And never fuckin’ bother me when I’m fishing,” she snaps. “How did —” she runs a frustrated hand through her hair, pushing it back into the face of the opossum still clinging there. “How did you even find my spot?! You stalkin’ me now?”

A sharp grin carves itself into his face to push back the modest rounds of his cheeks and deepen the sag of his laugh lines, his eyes lighting up with an irritatingly proud twinkle. 

He slides a hand beneath his vest, pulling out a sleek smartphone with a cross insignia on its case. “Scathing negative reviews of Snowshoe Lake suddenly popped up last night on Fishbrain, FishHub, ANGLR — even AllTrails and 27 Crags mentioned the nearby mountain pass being subpar.” 

“You saw somewhere with shitty reviews and figured you belonged there?”

“I figured it was the work of my clever, reclusive little angler slyly marking her territory.” A slow, dramatic bat-batting of his eyelashes punctuates the statement. “And lo and behold, here you are.”

The hinge of her jaw; her nose twitches. “I like my privacy,” she drawls slowly, so that he may understand. “Now that we’ve gone over the how, maybe we can move on to why the fuck you’re here? And when you’ll be fucking leaving?”

If it’s within the next ninety seconds, perhaps she can still salvage her perfect day. 

“Why, you haven’t been keeping track?” His tongue clicks against his teeth with a furrow of his brow in a contrived display of woundedness. “We’re celebrating our one month anniversary today!”

She snarls and bugs her eyes. “Great! Our fake relationship reached a fake milestone I wouldn’t even celebrate if it was real!”

“Do you think that attitude could have been a contributing factor to the death of your real relationship?” 

She thinks how beautiful her fishing knife would look lovingly buried to the hilt in his jugular, the sweet glug glug glug he would make choking on his own blood. She thinks about how pretty he would look with that sharp grin sliced to gape and droop like a catfish’s mouth. 

“I think interrupting my fishin’ time is about to be a contributing factor in your death,” she settles on. “The only way you’re gonna be any good to me around here is if I chop you up into little bits and use you as bait for my fucking hook.” 

“Well, for all that empty posturing you’d think you would better understand the importance of keeping up appearances,” he muses as he rifles through the bag at his side. “We’re pretending to be a happy couple — the kind that would spend their anniversary together.”

“Well, nobody’s here! So how ’bout we don’t and say we —”

Jestiny is interrupted by a hand shoving a bundle of red roses against her chest, full enough to block her vision so that she must snatch them by the tissue paper and ribbon wrapped stems to lower enough for her to glare at the man stepping back to gaze at her with a self-assured smile. 

“Aw, John,” she coos with a sweet flutter of her eyelashes and beaming smile. “You shouldn’t have,” she fusses as she leans in to stick her nose in the petals and inhale. “You really shouldn’t have. Because anyone who’d actually been dating me for a month would know —” she hurls the bouquet to the ground, stomping a foot down atop it. “That I! Fucking! Hate! Getting! Flowers!” she screams as she grinds the blossoms into the dirt beneath her boot. 

“Ah, well,” his unaffected sigh draws her attention to the repetitive shuttering sound filling the background. “Luckily, I don’t think anyone would suspect as much from looking at you.”

She looks up from crushed petals to see John holding up his phone with screen pointed towards her, her own sarcastically smiling face as she clasps a bouquet greeting her. 

“And image is what matters,” he purrs, stepping back and tucking his phone into his vest pocket just as she swings for it. 

“Then how about you get the fuck out of here before I wreck that phone and that pretty face of yours?”

He positively glows at the threat. “Come now, you didn’t really think I’d call it quits at a puny dozen roses, do you?”

“I’ll shove the next bouquet so far up your ass your mouth is gonna win an award for best rose garden!”

“Not roses,” he replies, holding out a bright red heart-shaped box. 

“Great,” she grumbles, snatching the box. “Another thing I don’t fucking wa —”

He catches her hand as it moves to throw the box to the ground. “Just open it.”

“I don’t fucking like chocolates,” she replies, holding no particular distaste for chocolates. “Especially this stupid fucking February 15th drugstore clearance aisle —”

He lifts the lid himself with a huff. 

She sees there are in fact no chocolates in the container. Instead, its five sections are filled with a menagerie of bait — a tangled ball of earthworms in the left round at the top, a school of dried minnows in the right, one pile of crickets and one of grasshoppers in the center, and a cluster of doughballs at the pointed bottom. 

“Mm,” she grunts in begrudging appreciation. She pinches the leg of a grasshopper between her fingers, lifting it above her head to offer up to Hank before she grabs the lid from John to place back atop the box. 

“Doesn’t make no goddamn sense to have doughballs and insects in the same damn container — where am I finding catfish and trout together outside of a stocked pond?” She snorts with laughter at the ridiculous thought of fishing at a stocked pond before clearing her throat and setting the heart-shaped box down by her cooler. “Still, I guess it keeps me from using you to bait my hook.”

That proud glow of his brightens until he’s absolutely luminous at her walking back of the death threat. 

“Don’t oversell the proclamations of love, Jessie dearest — it has only been a month,” he says with a dreamy sigh, leaning into her as if blooming towards the sun itself. 

“You wanna quit while you’re ahead?” she offers with a tilt of her head towards his car.

“Rule of threes, my love,” John answers breathily. “What would flowers and chocolates be without a cute stuffed animal?” 

Her eyebrow twitches. “Should have quit while you’re ahead,” she snaps. “I am a twenty-eight year old woman, not a schoolgirl looking for a teddy bear to hug at —”

Another flourish of his hand cuts her off, palm outstretched to display a soft plush of pink and gray. 

“Not a teddy bear,” he purrs. 

It’s not a teddy bear. Its round little ears are bare felt and marbled pink and black, the beads of its eyes pinpoint tiny beads, bubblegum pink tail curling around its body. It’s — 

“An opossum,” she mutters to herself, a small, giddy huff of a laugh passing through her lips against her will. She brushes her fingers against its soft faux fur before she can stop herself, and John’s free hand reaches out to cover hers and wrap it around the plush to hold it on her own before retracting his. 

She coughs and shoots him an obligatory glare before looking back to the opossum plush, eyes drawn to take notice of the opening in its middle — finding a second tiny opossum head peeking out. 

Her eyes widen, and in spite of herself she laughs out under her breath, “It’s got a baby in its little pouch…”

She pulls the smaller stuffed opossum from its place nestled inside the larger plush, holding both up in proud display to no one in particular. 

She feels the scraping of claws and a the tickle of tiny, sniffing exhales against her cheek as Hank climbs down to perch atop her shoulder and inspect. 

His clawed little hand reaches out to grasp the smaller opossum, holding it to himself in ownership, then tucking it into the pocket of Jestiny’s overalls before climbing down her chest to curl up beside it. 

“Ha!” Another laugh bursts out before she can stop it, looking up with a delighted grin on damnable reflex to check that her company saw the precious sight she did. 

Blue eyes sparkling bright with pride meet her. Jessie’s cheeks sear under their unbearable heat. 

She clears her throat. 

“Well, Hank likes it,” she mumbles, spinning on her heels to turn her back to him as she tucks the larger plush into her overalls. “Gotta keep it, I guess.”

“Is that all it takes?” John asks, his breath falling hot along the back of her neck as he crowds behind her with every step she takes back towards the shore, like a trout chasing a lure. “Perhaps Hank can put in a good word for me, then?”

“Opossums can’t talk, dumbass,” she scoffs in reply as she reaches into the heart-shaped box to pull out an earthworm to slip onto her hook. “And people who expect to be allowed to hang around while I fish shouldn’t either.”

Another dreamy sigh and a rustle of clothing against grass as weight sinks beside her in the mud. 

She focuses herself on the pleasant plop of her bobber landing in water, breathing in the crisp mountain air and ignoring the encroaching warmth of a knee casually pressing against her own as she spreads her legs to shore up her fishing stance. 

Perhaps her perfect day would have to be chalked up as another one that got away. 

An arm stretches out behind her to press its palm onto the ground on the opposite side, its owner’s head indiscreetly turned to the side to stare at her rather than the water, and this time she chooses to blame the heat crawling along her cheeks on the afternoon sun rather than the scrutiny of his adoring gaze.

But a bad day of fishing beats a perfect day of anything else, after all. 

#also was my excuse to force myself into playing around in present tense more thinking ‘‘oh this will be quick and easy so’’ #three months later…… #oc: hank the opossum #oc: deputy jestiny ellen #otp: stop bothering these nice folks #praying to the valentine’s gods this queues correctly

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Mousy picking up some kind of cold and being utterly miserable because he can't smell anything 🥺

He has such a sensitive nose normally, so suddenly being without it is awful! Momma and papa try to make it better but mousy just hates it. No matter how hard he tries to nose at momma's neck, he can't smell anything

Oh plsss poor mousy!

He is a little sickly ans has a stuffy nose which he hates! Ofc his instinct is to curl up sith momma because he doesn't feel well, nosing his face in Nico's neck but then letting out a very upset squeak, crying a little as he noses at momma more frantically until Nico gently soothes him abd asks what's wrong and Nicky sobs he can't smell momma! Toto sitting down with them too and mousy crawls all over him trying to sniff but also doesn't smell papa! He doesn't even smell Sebby's stinky farts!

Pls it could be quite angsty too when Nicky falls asleep in Nico's arms but wakes up not smelling momma's scent so he thinks a stranger got him? And he is so scared and clawing and scratching trying to get away until Nico turns the lights on snd Nicky sees its momma!

Also when he can finally smell again, Nicky is defo going around purring like crazy, whiskers thrilling excitedly as he nuzzles papa and momma all over and rubs his cheek against them to have their scent on him! Happy mousy!

#asks #stepmom nico

[golby-moon]

oh no I accidentally started making fakemon for the first time since my fake Fidough and Lechonk evolutions. these were designed for a few people from their discord usernames and from their own vague description of things they might wanna see

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first up is @whitster-lizzy

I think by the end of a somewhat confusing back and forth that I was supposed to make a combo of Bulbasaur, Medusa, and poison ivy. I took inspiration from the last two, but just could not get Bulbasaur's plump little front half to look good morphed into a tail. instead, I went for more of a 'protector of the forest' thing and added a maternal vibe that Whitney kinda gives off and ended up with this. I wanted to put an emphasis on three for the three leaves of poison ivy, so even its tears (which may or may not be from sad edits and the inability to hug anything without poisoning them :(() carry that, as do the scales sporadically thrown around there. the arms became vines when I was too tired and frustrated to keep trying to redraw actual arms to get them to look right (oops) and the hair is just a mess as I'd expect vine-hair to be

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next is @rauko-is-a-free-elf, who started this whole thing with a comment about someone mispronouncing their name as 'Rocco'

for whatever reason, I came up with an ice bird instead of something that screams 'rock type' idk why either. took inspiration from blue jays (one of their favorite birds) as well as peacocks with the tail and tried to go for sort of a crystal structure on there (along with dots that were supposed to be snow but failed to look like it) while still including the distinctive dark swoops blue jays have on their tails. the wings were supposed to be icicles and that was actually the first thing I designed rather than the head or the body. it really does make use of diamond shapes so I did try to add some rock type elements to it mostly in color scheme though maybe it would've been better without. I'm not really sure why it has a mask other than I wanted to give its face some dark lines like blue jays have but my brush was too thick to add too many little details. so mask👌

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now we have @bleuzombie

I didn't have any sort of a prompt or direction for this one and based it entirely off of their username. I originally took inspiration from Machop in the way of body shape and went from there, developing a vaguely reptilian form somehow that looked a lot more lizard-y before the dark typing came out in the form of skeleton-bits not unlike the Cubone line. the spiky bat there is a reference to The Walking Dead ofc, which led me to develop more of a baseball vibe with the dark line under its eyes representative of the grease baseball played use to reduce glare and with the sorta long sock-like design for the feet, along with the baseball stitching pattern that doubles as what's supposed to represent the stripes like all baseball uniforms have. its hands have always looked boxing glove-y from the very first beginnings of the sketch so I just colored them to match the rest of the color scheme and oh no now it's a fighting type oops

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now @nickelkeep

this one is also inspired by their username, which at first had me thinking about how dragons hoard coins but then somehow got turned into c a t and I don't really know why. either way I tried to keep a coin theme going (especially with its eyes, which are supposed to look like coins) while also making it a dark/fairy as sorta requested and it became a representation of the duality of cat: both angel and devil (also a twist of money being the root of evil and all that). so it got fluffy and spiky at once and now has pitchfork-themed whiskers and a few occult symbols to offset its scarf and heart motifs. I think this one was actually the first design I worked on and to the relief of everyone, I actually used a reference of a cat to get the pose right 🎉

(idk why there's a bad drawing of a nickel I think I was originally gonna make that into a background but I did decide against it in favor of making these look more like official pokemon character reference sheet things. enjoy the bad nickel anyway)

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next one up is @anyreiart

idk what happened with this one. I don't know much about anyrei and their username doesn't inspire much in the way of fakemon (beyond a few seconds where I thought of making a sun-inspired something with the 'rei' becoming 'ray'), so I went with a theme based on what I do know, which is that they paint, along with two pictures that they sent, one of which was Gothorita (the other was for a hairstyle I think but I did steal the funky red and black checkered tie from that because reasons). going off of that, this one is supposed to look like a paintbrush with its body and its edgy anime hair, and its belt continues carrying the paintbrush motif. since I was provided with the request to make it goth, I added thick eyeshadow-esque lines under its eyes and kinda used the hairstyle from the picture while also turning it into a paintbrush that utilizes their favorite color as the paint color. carrying the gothic art idea, I tried to make its lower half (originally meant to be a blobby sort of easel shape before I changed it) into something resembling stained glass windows that was famous at the time (I got confused multiple times while making the stained glass design so it's not all that consistent uh). it was supposed to be dark type, but ended up giving off more of a ghost/fairy vibe after I realized I accidentally made it a ballerina paintbrush (oops)

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moving on to @as-lost-as-sams-shoe

this one is heavily inspired by their username, starting with the scallion, which is a kind of oniony thing. they themself actually added the 'wrapped' part to push the pun a little further, which made me think of Swadloon and its cozy little leaf blanket, which naturally led to the scallion with its massive head and slimmer body (to match the shape of an onion more than a scallion admittedly) to be all wrapped up. scallions have leaves that look like they were cut straight across, which lead to the development of its 'bangs' (which was also inspired by the fact that scallions themselves grow underground and only the leafy parts are seen, adding a 'shy' element) as well as the tassels along the bottom of its leaf-wrap. the lines along its body are made to represent both the rings inside of an onion as well as the word 'rapscallion,' which is a term that can be used to mean villain or bad guy, earning it prison-esque stripes. its eyes are massive as a play on onions making people cry, and the smaller parts of its eyes that I can't remember the names of are based off of onion rings. the skull and crossbones shape is just to make it pirate-y, which is what I can't not picture when I read the word 'rapscallion' for one reason or another

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and finally @zybynarx, who gets a finished one as well as a sketch I scrapped and started anew

I actually had a lot to work with for this one, as they specifically asked for a fire type puppy pokemon. first instinct is ofc to go for a dalmatian, which is the firehouse dog or whatever, and I wanted to make the lower half black as a reference to that scene from 101 Dalmatians where they coat themselves in ashes to appear completely black. I made some firefighter-y stripes and tried to make its back legs look almost like boots which looks, in a couple of word, super weird. I then added tinder fluff on head and a kindling sort of thing on the neck, but when I tried to develop the back half's design, my brain sorta died and I couldn't decide what to do, so I went back to the drawing board fully intent on making like a complete copy of what I'd already tried

instead I ended up with this personification of tinder that's just all fluffy all the way down instead of the almost lion mane of tinder design I was originally picturing. I carried over the themes of adding firefighter stripes to allude to a firefighter's jacket as well as the kindling collar thing the other one had. I kept the bottom half black but made it more like wispy smoke than ash that trails behind it when it moves (which is a lot because puppy). the eyes are two pieces of coal and the nose is supposed to look like a match but doesn't. it looks very fluffy but is probably too squirmy to make a good lapdog. it just has that squirmy ball of energy vibe to it

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whether people really like these or not, it was definitely a learning experience, and I did pick up on a lot of things to keep in mind for future fakemon designs (particularly not to overcomplicate things and go more for consistency, which I did not originally do as I wasn't planning on make them into character sheets at all and didn't plan beyond the main drawings of the fakemon)

this craziness is a result of the @deancasanimebang (which is still accepting artists until October 1st :0)

(08/28/23)

#my art #pokemon #pokemon fanart #fakemon #art made for other people #in a more literal sense #like these are gifts #unwanted gifts perhaps but still gifts #my bang legacy #spn anime bang #deancas anime bang #my requests

[earthssprout]

hello yes my brain is already incapable of forming a single coherent thought but guys, hear me out 😭

Ari would totally idolize Lyney & Lynette. children being amazed by magic acts is no strange thing, & select tricks of theirs may inspire Ari to try the same with her own twist ; u ;

e.g., Lyney with the pigeon. instead, Ari would capture a butterfly & simply keep it in her hands. she'd then let it go & pretend she made it magically appear 😭😭😭

her putting on little magic shows ... pretending to be either Lyney, with a wicker basket on her head, or Lynette, with whiskers drawn on her face ( listen I know Lynette doesn't have those but there's no way Ari could style her hair like Keqing or Dehya 😭 not without a lot of help ofc ... 👀 )

#( ❀ | ooc ) #( v; genshin impact .tbt. ) #( little fan!Ari will always be one of my favorite Ari's to write 🥺 #the question is: will your genshin muses / muses w/ genshin verses watch her magic show 👀 #yes ur oc's also count as genshin muses pls THROW THEM AT ME #orphan from mondstadt visits fontaine (???) & is changed forever u_u )

[sisthatsthetea]

Naruto Team 7/Team Kakashi Tickle HC

AN: I've seen all of Naruto and up to season 3 of Shippuden so just keep that in mind if I don't have all my Naruto facts right. Also I wanted to throw Sai and Kakashi into this one as a bonus since these boys don't get enough love in the tk community so thats why there are in there too lol

and also...

NO WAY THERE'S ALMOST 100 OF YOU GUYS NOW!! TYSM IK I DONT HAVE THE BEST POSTING SCHEDUAL BUT IM SO HAPPY THAT PEOPLE ACTUALLY WANNA SEE MY WRITING HSHFDJHSH

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Naruto:

- 50% lee + 50% ler

- So like canonically this silly boy is tklish and has been tkled a bit through the show

- So like I hc that most of his friends already know his spots and when he’s being annoying they poke his side and are like “stop or I’ll keep going”

- And the poor dumb boy is just ignores the warning which ends in him getting wrecked

- His spots are his sides, his underarms, his neck, his little face whiskers, and his hips

- Normally tkled by Sakura, Iruka, Kakashi, Shikamaru, Sasuke, and anyone else he happens to piss off from time to time

- His laugh is really breathy and giggly too so at first people would always tickle him a little bit then let him go bc they think he’s had enough

- But ofc Naruto has almost infinite energy so this would lead to…

- REVENGE TICKLES

- As a ler Naruto is ruthless

- Like if he needs to he’ll cheat and use shadow clones to help tickle his lee

- Naruto is def a rougher tickler, he likes to really dig into the lees spots

- Also he dosent rlly know how to tease but he does it by accident all the time

- “Gosh you’re so ticklish!”

- “You should smile like this all the time!”

- “You’re laugh is so silly it makes me want to laugh!”

- Like bro stfu you’re ticklish too

- Normally targets Sasuke, Sakura, Gaara, Konohamaru, and sometimes Hinata

Sasuke:

- 70% lee + 30% ler

- My mans is ticklish af

- So like when he was little I’m sure Itachi probably tkled him a lot before he had the whole killing spree

- So Sasuke knows he’s ticklish but never told anyone bc he was embarrassed abt it

- He sees tickling as a weakness so he never took part in it until he was put on Team 7

- Like he would see Sakura tickle Nartuo sometimes and so he would do it too

- Poor baby didn’t know what he was getting into

- And ofc Nars would go for revenge tickles so then they all found out Sasuke was tklish

- Normally tkled by Sakura, Naruto, Kakashi, Kiiba, and Shino

- His spots are his knees, back, under arms, sides, and his abs

- As a ler he would start off shy then get more sadistic

- Like he would tickle Naruto and at first just stay straight faced but slowly he would start to smile with him

- Big teaser

- “You’d think a shinobi wouldn’t be taken down like this”

- “I wonder what would happen if anyone else found out about this… I don’t think you would last a day without being tickled like this”

- “This is so embarrassing for you huh? Would it be better if I had someone else help me wreck you next time?”

- “Sorry you’re laughing too much for me to understand you!”

- Likes to pin down his lees

- Can and will use Sharigan to find his lee’s spots

- Tickle fights with Naruto are a normal occurrence

- Targets Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi if Naruto and Sakura help him

Sakura:

- 50% lee 50% ler

- Averagely tklish

- Squeaky laugh

- Like a mouse

- She finds it a bit embarrassing

- Tickled by Naruto if she’s having a bad day or if she just need cheering up

- Sometimes Sasuke helps if she is feels especially upset

- Her spots are her sides, her back, her neck, and her ears

- When she was a kid Ino took advantage of her ticklishness by poking her every time she went to go pick up a flower

- As a ler Sakura is normally really soft and sweet

- That is of course if you aren’t on her bad side

- She saves her ruthless ler skills for a specific energetic blond teammate of hers

- With most everyone else she skitters and spiders her finger lightly over her lees spots

- (She’ll also throw in a few pokes here and there)

- Doesn't normally tease but if she does it's always soft and sweet

- "I love hearing you laugh!"

- "You're doing do well!"

- Targets Naruto, (sometimes) Sasuke, Ino, and anyone else who might be having a bit of a bad day

Sai:

- 70% ler 30% lee

- Not very tklish but he has a few spots that get him laughing

- Tklish ears, neck, and knees 100%

- The first to find out was Naruto (by accident ofc)

- He isn't tkled often but when he is his laugh is quiet and deep

- As a ler though you should run

- Can and will use his paint brushes to tickle his lees

- Loves painting on his lees too

- If he invites you to be a canvas for him DONT GO

- or do

Kakashi:

- 80% ler 20% lee

- Big big ler

- He'll tk his students if they are having a hard day or get back from a hard mission and need to relax

- Nars is normally his victim lol

- Like if everyone is bickering he'll ask Naruto to come up to him. then he like pins him down and tkls him

- The whole time he just keeps talking about missions and normal stuff while giving Sasuke and Sakura this look thats like "loosen up or you're next"

- He tries to go easy on them when it comes to teasing but if he needs to knock Naruto or Sasuke down a level he won't hold back

- They know he means it all in good fun though and he always makes sure to stop when his students have had enough

- Most people don't try to tickle Kakashi cause they fear his wrath

- Though there is one person who isn't scared

- Might Guy will tickle Kakashi after he loses to him if he feels sour about it or just if he thinks Kakashi needs a laugh

- Casual pokes to Kakashi while he's talking or reading is very common

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#naruto tickling #tickling #tickle #tickle blog #tickle hcs #100 follwers omfg #kakashi tickle #naruto tickle #sasuke tickle #sakura tickle #sai tickle

[skadream]

Rudy's Book Reviews: You Will Get Through This Night by Daniel Howell

yeah thats right im gonna be a phannie on main for a second. this is the start of my book review series which i hope to actually folow through with lol. this one ive been listening to as an audiobook but i do have the physical copy as well cuz im like that! next review will hopefully be gideon the ninth so tune in for that, but for now, read this review under the cut:

this book is a practical mental health guide, honestly a lot of it is stuff that you can learn in therapy so like if you have a therapist that you like then maybe its not worth it BUT theres like slim pickins for mental health books that arent just anecdotal evidence without actually talking about what people did to help them get better, just "yea i was sad but then i got therapy ✌️" or books that are so couched in psychiatric jargon its hard for a layperson to get into OR just vaguely inspiring bullshit.

its all written with the help of an actual licensed psychologist person, so no bullshit, no just do yoga and drink water shit (although obviously exercise and hydration and physical health are talked about) and yes he mentions medication and LICENSED therapy if those end up being necessary steps to take with your mental health!!! which again, in the world of self help type books, tends to be rare advice which is DEPRESSING IN A DIFFERENT WAY LMAO.

ofc it should go without saying that a book can never be a replacement for therapy but Considering How The World Is, this book is good for like maybe stepping into learning some coping skills as well as figuring out a plan before, during, and after crisis mode. i would say the tone is more serious than humorous but dan puts a lot of his own natural snarky sarcasm stink all over this book which obv that can be a taste thing if youre not into brit sarcasm mode but as a One Of Those i like it lol

in terms of Dan And Phil™️-isms, theres a sprinkling of cute winks and nods and inside jokes that people who drew sharpie cat whiskers on their faces as teens would understand but Normies will not find to be out of place or anything, there's also some storytimes of like his previous tours or living as a dropout youtuber being stress-inducing and things like that but not a ton which i kinda prefer cuz it makes it easier for me to recommend this book to people who dont give a shit about Phandom Memes

theres an introduction which is kind of a short summary of who dan is, basically just summarizing his youtube videos talking about depression and when he came out as queer and all that fun stuff, if youre a psycho hardcore fan person like me you might find it to be a long and unnecessary read, but if youre someone who didnt know about this guy and are curious as to why he would even write a book like this its a pretty good synopsis.

the american cover has dan's stupid face on it, and as someone who is a big fan of dan's stupid beautiful face, i wish we had the EU version with like tasteful yellow stripes on it bc it looks so nice, but i mean i just keep it on my bookshelf with the spine showing which is just a nice yellow spine with the title and looks unassuming so its not THAT big a deal lmaoo.

in terms of the audiobook, dan's voice is quite soothing and there's all these like audio cues and fitting music which i really like. the only downside is, for example, he reads out this timed breathing exercise that is meant to be like a five minute exercise, but it's not actually timed? so like i want to do the breathing exercises along with him reading it out but he reads it so fast its kinda like bro slow down you said breathe in for five seconds why you going ahead two seconds later homie. thats my only criticism i think obv if you are reading it and not listening you can just do the exercises by timing yourself lol.

ummmm idk if im gonna give a number at the end of these reviews!!! i give this book a big thumbs up!! 👍 woohoo yeah baby i am very proud of dan's current life journey thing that he's going on and i think this is a great book for people who need help which is everyone alive today right now :)

#rudyreviews

[seelestia]

oh goodness. i apologize this is late my brain has been VERY SCRAMBLED AS OF LATE 🫠🫠 anywayss tyy,,im still suffering from social stress actually so :/ not much i can do abt it. also i hope ayato ended up pampering u after all that as well shfjwjjdw (he did right-) but yes! i do prefer more quiet and intimate just to be with bedo tbh,,i just love how observant and attentive he is to my needs. gosh he's so sweet. i gib him all the kithes. ~Lycoris

NOOO, LY, YOUR BRAIN ISN'T EGGS! DON'T LET THE WORLD SCRAMBLE IT D; (yk bcs scrambled eggs?? fjkskfs, cyno told me it'd "guarantee" cheering you up a little 🫂 /lh)

social stress sucks, especially if the source is school since you're surrounded by people most of the time there <//3 is there any routines that you can do to help ease the stress out when you're there?? like having some 'me time' during recess, etc. i hope it gets better soon for you, ly! :(

here's some modern!au at school with your selfships that i thought of. wishing this can help lift your spirits for a bit! <3

albedo who offers you his hand and leads you to the rooftop so the two of you can take some time away from the crowds together. sometimes, he even locks the door to the rooftop from the outside to prevent people from intruding. it's fine, they'd probably just think that the rooftop is "closed for the day" (when it really is just him /lh). don't worry, according to albedo's words, "this is completely legal and it guarantees privacy."

(bonus: albedo who always reserves a corner in every piece of paper he has to sketch you. when you flip through his notebook, there's just a doodle of you on the bottom right of each page. "i'm afraid it's become a habit i don't wish to get rid of," he admits. how can he say that with such a pretty smile on his face.)

cyno who likes putting your hands into his pockets or his hands in your pockets. as long as he can hold your hands and there's pockets, he doesn't mind either. cyno says that he does this "because it feels nice", but it's probably so he can bury his face on your shoulder and fall asleep. if people send you weird looks, he'll shoot those back tenfolds. this guy is a loyal bodyguard!

tighnari who lends you his notes without even needing you to ask for them. strangely enough, you're surprised to find out that he drew smiley faces and adorable flowers as decorations. tighnari claims it's "to make the notes more immersive", but the unspoken truth is that he looks forward to see the way you smile when you see those doodles. you and only you get to see these notes, after all <3

gorou who likes preparing packed lunches or homemade bentos for you. it's no hassle at all, he really enjoys preparing these for you! knowing that he is doing something for you fills his chest with pride and affection. no, no, he definitely doesn't try his hardest to make sure the tiny whiskers on the bunny-shaped onigiris look good. not at all! (/lh)

ofc, your vibes are super wholesome! OH AND now that i think abt it, you also remind me of collei! it's most likely because of the recent windblume event where collei visited mondstadt and both she + sucrose were the representatives of us introverts 😭 oh, idk if you're a genshin player, but do tell me! if you do tho, which five-stars do you currently have?? is— is albedo one of them. (/lh) and if you don't play genshin, that's totally A-okay, dw! ;D

aaaa, ty! i find that i channel a lot of bubbly puppy energy, hehe. it kinda fits because i'm like a puppy who loves nudging my f/o's how with ayato as a spoiled fox / cat, and scara is a grumpy and hissy cat. i'm actually torn abt heizou but i think he might be an energetic chinchilla or smth. (/lh)

i couldn't find a sophibedo art but i found a pretty one for HOWLBEDO. HEHEHHE >:3c

sophibedo may not be as feisty as sophie, but he just can be stubbornly curious and humble at the same time !! just imagine sophibedo being stubborn and staring at you unrelentingly... yk, when someone is trying to be intimidating but they just end up looking cute instead, jfjejkdkkwek.

AWWW, THANK YOU, LY! it always makes me super happy to know that others enjoy my works, especially you (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) (/g) i love writing banters with scara because he's so annoying it makes me wanna throw a pillow at him (/aff) and heh, i hope you can feel the liddol serotonin boost rushing thru you when you look at bobas and get reminded of me and 'yato! ;D

dw, tighnari flicks you just to pull you closer the next second. what an underhanded trick (/lh)

eating popcorn as i watch a bunny trying to provoke a fennec fox and gets gently flicked with the poofy tail. (/lh) which reminds me that tighnari canonically takes care and grooms his tail really well! does he let you lay your head on it sometimes?? maybe, even snuggle it??? that sounds like the softest makeshift pillow you'll ever get 🤭

and i can see that the general mahamatra is a clingy one, judging by how he's hanging off of your arm rn. (/lh) A SMOL BUNNY THAT DOESN'T NOM NOM ON CARROTS... what a fascinating little floof! would you eat cookies if they're carrot-shaped. (/j) also, random but why do i have the feeling that cyno dislikes veggies and tries to avoid them sneakily at the dinner table—

"oh?" the expression on tighnari's face was nothing short of amused. he placed a hand on top of your head, an act that would've been considered offensive if done to a species with animalistic ears on their head like the forest ranger himself — but he knew you were an exception. and so, with gloved fingers, tighnari ruffled your hair gently as he huffed an affectionate sigh, "i didn't think you'd admit to being a brat so quickly."

("you're going to keep this up, aren't you? oh, i can tell my sanity is in danger already," he facepalms. but you have the feeling that he doesn't sound as serious as he makes himself out to be.)

i feel like tighnari can be so cheeky in private and i fear for you, ly. what if you turn to goo again, no— (/lh) JFKSKSKS BOTH YOU AND GOROU ARE SO WHOLESOME. like so cute scara tells me he's gonna puke just looking at the two of you scara, be nice. (don't mind his analogy, that just means your cuteness as a couple is thru the roof /aff) 🤭

dw, heizou gave me compensation in the form of hanging from my arm the whole day and treating me to stuff. i'm more amused by it tho, in a "now ik you talk to animals like a reporter and i'm never gonna live it down" way, hehehe. yeahhh! we're all just a bunch of nerds having drinks and checking out the books we bought. it's a book club atp (/j)

i personally think scara would be sorta interested in going to a lego store for some reason LMAOAOAO

oooo, somewhere artsy! any specific places in mind? my first thought is pottery classes for some reason fjkekdkk. oh, how chaotic that'd be! i think cyno might get frustrated when his clay plops and he just goes, "this is just a minor obstacle in my path to making the best pottery ever." he starts going there everyday afterwards. cyno can be childishly competitive like that. tcg??? no, pottery. (/j)

AWW, THAT'S SO CUTE. let me tell you this right here and now, cyno would be so proud of that apron! like super proud, the 'i'm gonna make excuses just to wear this' type of proud. embarrassed? what do you mean, embarrassed? the general mahamatra doesn't know the definition of shame, it's something his bunny made him and he's gonna cherish it till the end of time. people who disagree can file their complaints to the akademiya, smh. (/lh)

as long as you and cyno don't start a flour fight and the kitchen is all right in the end, it's all good. i'm sure tighnari and albedo agree with me (/j) btw, ly, how would you rank your boys in the kitchen?? >:3c

if it were me, i'd rank mine like this (hehe):

1. scara !! surprised or not, he's canonically good at cooking and i find that funny in a cute way he gets so offended when others look so shocked like since when does people with an attitude can't cook?? (/lh). more civil in the kitchen too because "there're places to pick a fight and it's not here, you idiot."

2. heizou !! his cooking skills may not be as impressive as scara's, but i'd say sufficient enough <3 he makes good sandwiches for a quick picnic break! but likes whining that his arms are 'sore' so his 'knight in shining armor (me)' to help him out, hmph. (/aff)

3. ayato !! he can't cook and should not be allowed in the kitchen. i swear, 'yato views the kitchen as a laboratory because instead of making edible food, he puts stuff into the pot like a witch brewing potions 😭 banned from the kitchen forever. (/j)

and dw abt chonking off the brainrot! you can even take a break in the middle of it >:) my inbox is here to stay and i don't want you to feel like you have to answer all of them in one sitting. take your time! ;D 🫂 (/gen)

heheee, good! i'm glad to see you feeling a bit better after a break (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾o＾) oooo, boba and cookies 'n cream! why is it so cute that boba and oreos happen to be round-shaped, hdjjejfke. ayato added that he thinks you're cultured for your likes 🤭 also, idk why but i always feel like snickerdoodles are the face of cookies?? like when people say cookies, they just come to my mind first! (/pos) + maybe snickerdoodles are a comfort food/pastry for you?? that's really cute, it reminds me of hot chocolate and resting by the hearth during winter (>_<) what's your fav season btw, ly?? >:3c

blueberry muffins and ice cream croissants make my taste sound too fancy for some reason, i swear, i'm a simple gal because desserts aside, sandwiches with extra chicken slices in them make me vv happy too— (/lh)

DON'T WORRY, i can fix the inbox's door right back up with ayato's money !! (/lh)

PINKBEDO FOR THE WINNNN. ly, instead of albedo, let's just call him strawbedo 🤭 atp, his pretty blonde hair is just a canvas for anyone to put any colors on. it's just too paintable for its own good (/aff)

i bet klee will love strawbedo sm she'll start telling him to lean down so she can give him a pat!! this is so cute. klee and ly 🤝 strawbedo lovers <3

#this is random and unprompted but #i just wanna say that i love seeing your string of asks in my inbox every time (/gen) #it feels like we're penpals having fluffy brain worms back and forth in a single letter and I LOVE IT !!! #ask box! 📬 #visitor: dearest lycoris anon! 🍡 #cw: selfships

[goldenfharry]

Mr. Whiskers anon please come back, me and my besties have some questions for you please

Without invading your privacy or pain, ofc

[donnyclaws]

Hey if you haven't before could you maybe talk a bit about dandelion manticores? They have cool names!! (side note all the creature designs you make are so cool and interesting to look at, big goals)

Ofc! I don't think I've really gone into their vibe before. First, they're called Dandelion manticores because of their little whisker bristle manes they normally have! Heartthrobs little stylized mane is something only it sports, most of the time they're like this.

Them and Spider manticores aren't the same beast but the scales that created Heartthrob and Deadwood landed in the same area so they ended up with massive similarities. One notable thing about them is their eyes that look fully blank. Don't ask me about how this is meant to work scientifically I'm too much of a wimp to google eye stuff even if it's for bullshitting speculative biology RIP. The idea is that without a defined pupil or iris, they some kind of alternate way at letting in and processing light that's less effective than regular eyes are. Basically basically regular eyes processing light, and your eyes responding to your bodies panic means they can process light faster, meaning you can act faster, flight or fight response kind of vibe that these guys FULLY lack. They have terrible reaction time and while they're built to be hunters, they often default to scavenging.

Them and Spider manticores hunt in pairs, Spider manticores can fly and ambush, Dandelions are tanks with high stamina, they often hunt by just ramming into shit as hard as possible (ideally using Spider manticores as distraction first). They'd have a close relationship with Trumpet horns (main predators of the Dead lands). I think they'd take a lot of aspects from their culture and also have specific customs around when and how they can politely ask for leftovers. Otherwise they're just kind of silly, very stock lion ish in behaviour and a tiny bit vultury, they have a bigger population around Heartthrob and Deadwood's home but otherwise they're dotted all over the deadlands.

#the population is also largely made up of varying degrees of dandelion and spider hybrids! they super compatible

[foodieforthoughts]

Sand and Stars - Epilogue

Series Summary: After the water pump being blown up, the insurgents in Baqubah are taking a hold of the food supply to the village. Camp Warhorse is in dire need of reinforcements. It has been eight months of submitting countless requests when the High Command commissions Sergeant Olivia Ross to take her group of men and women and help Captain Syverson and his team to restore a semblance of normalcy. But with the war raging, does it get two hearts closer too?

Pairing: Syverson x OFC

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: 18+, fluff, smut, fingering, oral (female receiving), vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, sexual intercourse

A/N1: After seven months of beginning this series, it finally comes to an end. I am sad and happy at the same time. I hope you guys like it.

A/N2: A huge thank you to @thelastsock for helping me throughout the series. She is the best beta and I don't know what I would have done without her. 😭

A/N3: Also special thanks to @agniavateira who listens to my ramblings about my series and every other plot bunny that pops up. 😅

A/N4: I know I haven't been around a lot the past couple of days but I am sorting out a few things in life and with work also being a headache, I am a little away from here. But I will be back for sure and will get to read all the amazing fics soon. ❤️

#Dividers used from @firefly-graphics

<Chapter Eleven

Title: Epilogue

Liv smiled at the woman beside her, stepping slightly aside. Correcting the uniform on her chest, Liv leant over the black marble counter, turning on the faucet and letting the clean water run through her fingers.

It had been a long journey from Riyadh to Home Base and for the first time Liv was looking forward to it.

She splashed water on her face, feeling the smoothness of the cold water wash away the dirt. She had another flight to catch and she did not want to be looking grubby next to a civilian. She reached for her bag and pulled out a towel, only to catch a glimpse of the blue box inside.

She slid it out of the bag, holding it gently in her hand. Just the feel of the velvet box was enough for her thoughts to travel back to the time, to the moment, six months ago, that led her here.

***

The pouring rain was oblivious to the pair of them, both standing rooted to the spot on the wet pavement. Liv blinked rapidly as rivulets of water flowed from her forehead and into her eyes. It stung but she didn’t want to tear herself away from the image that she was sure was a mirage. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears, smothering the pitter patter of rain around her.

Even in a plain green hoodie and denim, Sy still looked more like the Captain than a common man. He smiled, a gentle tug at the corner of his whiskered lips, that seemed to warm her entire being, despite the cold water running down her body. Her soaked clothes were beginning to cling to her skin, Sy’s weren’t faring much better in the torrential downpour.

Looking away briefly to break from the trance of staring at him for too long, Liv smiled back.

"Hi." He simply said, taking a small step towards her.

"Hello, sir." She gulped, tipping her head back to focus on his face. "Captain Syverson in New York? Didn't you say you hated this city?"

"After getting lost while trying to find your address, I think I hate it even more." He rolled his eyes, chuckling at her question.

The gruff rumble of laughter from Sy made Liv’s heart skip, she’d missed that sound. She pushed wet hair away from her face, smirking, and started walking towards her building.

“Come on, Captain.” She called over her shoulder, “Don’t want you to be catching a cold.”

The short elevator ride was nothing but awkward. It had been so long since she’d been in an enclosed space with him that she reverted to the comfort of military standards. Eyes forward, hands clasped behind her back. But she couldn’t resist looking at him through the reflection on the metal doors. He stood taller and stronger than she remembered, even despite his hands casually shoved into the pockets of his jeans.

"How are you?" He asked, pulling her attention away from his blurry reflection.

"Good. You?" She couldn't help but be formal. Her mind was filled with the reason behind his impromptu visit and the hazy images from her nightmare.

Sy only grunted in response.

"Are you having trouble sleeping?"

Her head snapped up to his face, locking into his eyes staring back at her. Liv knew Sy knew her too well but yet she answered, "No."

"It's your birthday today. Do you really want to start your day by lying to your Captain?"

His voice turned stern and his body turned slightly towards her. But what took Liv by surprise was that he remembered. That he was here for her birthday. She stared at him for a long moment but before she could answer, the elevator door opened at her floor. She glanced at him once again and walked out into the hallway. She could feel his eyes boring into her as they made the short journey to her apartment, but didn’t turn around even as she opened the door.

"Welcome to my humble abode." She said, stepping inside the apartment.

"Humble abode, you say?" Sy raised his eyebrow, flashing her a crooked smile before placing his bag down on the floor.

"What can I say? My grandma was a fancy woman. She always said she liked looking at the skyline from up here." Taking off her jacket and putting it up on the hook by the door, Liv kicked off her shoes and walked inside the living room. Sy took off his boots too and pulled up his drenched hoodie to hang on the adjacent hook.

Liv had turned in time to see his t-shirt ride up, instantly pulling her gaze at the dark hair under his navel, a vague memory of her fingertips touching the rough patch of skin. She coughed awkwardly, turning back to walk further inside the room and switching on the lights as the overcast sky had dimmed the morning sunlight.

"Coffee?" She asked from the kitchen as Sy followed her. He nodded, walking through her living room to stand near the window with hands on his waist and back straight. Liv marveled at his form, resting against the counter while the coffee brewed.

The raindrops pelted against the window panes while the coffee machine whirred in the background. But neither of those sounds could drown out the silence that befell between them. Liv kept her eyes on Sy while he seemed to be looking at the sky. The sleeves of his t-shirt stretched against his biceps, fabric pulled taut over the expanse of his back making Liv wonder if he had gotten bigger th-an the last time. She was almost ready to wake up from this dream though, pretty sure he might be a figment of her imagination and she would still be in bed, alone and desolate.

"I spoke to Alex."

Liv pushed off of the counter the instant she heard that name. Sy turned around to look at her, letting his arms hang loosely by his side. She waited for him to say something next, staring back at his gloriously blue eyes.

"He came in after you left, in Baghdad, to ask me how I was doing." Sy stepped forward, not letting his gaze stray from Liv’s. "He told me what happened at the camp, that night on the roof..." As he trailed off, he took a couple of long strides, standing in front of Liv with only the island counter separating them.

"Why didn't you tell me he hurt you?"

The bruises had faded as the weeks had passed but the feeling, the imprint of Alex’s tight grip returned as she stood there. She instinctively reached for the location, wrapping her fingers around the memory of the marks he had left. She rubbed her arm gently as the skin tingled.

"I would have broken his face for it, Liv. I would have made that pompous, arrogant smile disappear." He gritted his teeth, his hands resting on the counter top, balled into fists.

"That's why I didn't." She allowed herself to smile weakly, eyes softening at the angry man in front of her. The thought of Sy punching Alex in the face had Liv’s heart racing, her thoughts running a mile a minute. She couldn’t deny the warmth her body was enveloped with at the oddly erotic, albeit nefarious thought Sy had presented her with. She blamed herself still for leading Alex on, something she had already apologized to him for a few days ago over a phone call. But it was Sy who mattered now, and his feelings for her that glimmered in his eyes as she rounded the counter to stand before him.

"Why are you here, Sy?" She had to ask, had to know, to hear him say it.

"I should never have let you go. Every day all I could think about was you walking out the door that day and I couldn't even stop you. I let my pride get in the way." He brought his hands up to her cheeks, gently letting them caress her skin. She closed her eyes at the contact, taking in a deep breath at the feeling of his calloused hands on her face. "I love you, Liv. Can you forgive me?"

"There's nothing to forgive."

With those words said, Liv wound her arms around Sy's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. His lips felt soft, just like she remembered. But their lips stayed unmoving, hesitant for a moment until Sy brought his hand to thread his fingers through her wet locks. Liv felt his grasp tighten as he took in a deep breath and kissed her fiercely.

The urgency Liv felt was mirrored by Sy, their bodies pressed flush against each other, reluctant to separate even for a moment. Liv let her hands slide down his shoulders, moaning as his tongue invaded her mouth. She could taste him, feel the softness of his tongue against hers as she melted in his embrace. Sy broke away from the kiss for just a moment, resting his forehead against hers, chests heaving to catch their breaths.

"I've missed you, baby. I've missed you so much." He whispered, words only meant for her to hear.

Liv smiled at him and gently pulled back from his arms. She watched as he looked at her confused, eyebrows scrunched together and shoulders rising and falling with every breath he took. Warmth travelled from her cheeks to the tip of her ears, every inch of her skin tingling as she reached down for the hem of his t-shirt.

"Then show me how much you missed me." She smirked playfully only to yelp as in a flash, he leaned forward and picked Liv up by her waist. She wound her legs around his body, arms circling his neck as she gestured towards the bedroom.

The mattress dipped under her weight as Sy placed her on the bed. She watched in awe as Sy pulled his t-shirt over his head, the rough plains of his body illuminated by the subdued glow of the sunlight peeking out from the dark clouds outside. She sat up on her knees, reaching out with her hands to touch the fading scars on his skin. With nimble fingers she ran her fingertips over the one under his collarbone, only a few inches from his heart. It filled her with dread; her nightmares that could have turned into grim actuality. Tears welled up in her eyes imagining that horrifying possibility.

"Hey," Sy cupped her face in his hands, making her look at him. "I'm here now." Swiping his thumbs over the apples of her cheeks and delicately kissing her forehead.

Liv nodded, clasping her hands over his before leaning back to take off her t-shirt and bra, discarding them to the side. Sy climbed on top of her, pulling her up to lay her head on the pillow, as he straddled her. He took her lips in his, letting his hands roam over her body until he was cupping her breasts. Liv moaned into the kiss as he pinched a nipple between his fingers, arching her back to grind her crotch against his. She felt a heat pool between her thighs as his bulge rubbed against her groin. Sy groaned, trailing his lips to place nips and kisses on her neck.

A sigh left her lips as he took a hardened nub in his warm mouth. Sy sucked at them, running his tongue over the peaks and massaging them while Liv let her hands slide down his back. She rolled her hips to gain some friction where she desired it most, pulling Sy's attention to her moistened center. He placed a kiss on her chest, sliding down her body until he reached the waistband of her pants. A searing kiss just under her navel, a shuddering breath and Sy was pulling down her pants with her panties.

"Mine." His voice was barely a whisper but still reached Liv’s ears enough to put a smile on her face. She raised her head to look at Sy situated between her legs, only to throw her head back when his tongue grazed the inside of her thigh. A shiver ran through her body, goosebumps on her skin raising as he rubbed his hand languidly over her thigh.

Pushing her thighs apart with his elbows, Sy made his way up to her drenched pussy. His coarse beard left a sweet burn on her skin, tingling as his face hovered close to her velvety folds. She heard him take a deep breath, her scent only for him, making her cheeks warmed with what was to come next.

"Sy." She breathed out his name raggedly when he placed a soft kiss on her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head when his mouth sealed over the pearl, tongue rolling over it making her gasp. She held onto his shoulder with one hand, another fisting the sheets as her muscles began tightening with each flick of his tongue. She groaned loudly when he decided to enter her folds with a thick finger, nudging upwards just the way she liked it.

"Please…" She begged, although she wasn't sure what for. "Please," she repeated, gasping as he added another finger inside her.

"Cum for me, darlin'." He kissed at the junction of her thigh and pelvis, wet beard rubbing against her skin. Without pulling his fingers out, Sy came up to her face kissing her fiercely as he scissored his digits. He locked her thighs with his thick ones, bringing his hand under her head. She rocked her hips with the movement of his fingers, being pushed towards the precipice with each brush of his fingertips against the bundle of sensitive nerves inside her.

"Fu-fuck!" She moaned, squeezing her eyes shut as the building tightness in her belly came apart with a snap, throwing her over the edge. Her thighs trembled, mouth open as she struggled to take in air with Sy rubbing her clit, drawing her orgasm out until she was a writhing mess.

When Liv opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Sy’s smirking face. Words were difficult as she tried to catch her breath, heart still racing inside her chest.

"What?" She managed to speak, gulping as her throat had gone dry.

"That was quick." She bit her lip, following his hand with her eyes as he licked each digit clean, beard still glistening with her essence. But she also saw challenge in his lust blown azure eyes.

Hooking her other leg over his thigh, she swiftly flipped them over taking the Captain by surprise. The tent in the front of pants rubbed against her ass as she straddled his waist with her hands resting over his chest.

"Let's see how long you last, Captain." She teased, moving her hips over his clothed cock. She was rewarded with a strangled groan and hands tightly gripping her waist as Sy watched her moving on top of him. Liv reached between her thighs to unbutton his jeans, and found Sy's hardened length lying heavy in his underwear. He lifted his hips, helping Liv to discard his pants and underwear until he lay bare before her.

Liv took his thick length in her hand, pumping for a few strokes until beads of precum gathered at the top of his bulbous head. Sy's skin felt hot and sweaty under her palms, a reflection of exactly her own state. She brought her gaze to meet his, raising herself just enough to line his cock with her entrance. Gasping as his thickness thatvstretched her hole, Liv closed her eyes and slowly lowered herself over his length with Sy's hands gripping her waist tightly as he guided her. She took a few moments to adjust to his size, not a foreign sensation but definitely something she would have to get used to again.

When she opened her eyes, an unusual fluttering started in her chest as she looked at Sy. His lips were parted into a slight smile, gazing at her with so much affection that Liv felt her entire body envelope in a cocoon of warmth. She held his hands in hers and brought them up to her lips, kissing them and entwining her fingers with his before rocking her hips.

It was slow and sensual, it wasn't sex but love making. There were delicate touches, low grunts and moans with their sweat slicked bodies sliding over one another and the rain pouring outside.

Liv leaned back to rest her hands over his knees, exposing their joined sex for Sy to watch. She whimpered when he rubbed at her clit with each thrust of her hips, increasing pressure as she bounced faster over his dick. She felt the knots tightening again, an ache beginning to settle in the pit of her stomach.

"Sy-" She called out his name, inching closer and closer to her high yet again. With an urgency, she increased her pace angling her body so as to make his cock rub at that special spot. Sy urged her on by circling her clit faster. A moment later a strangled "Oh-!" left her lips as she came around his cock, her walls clamping down on his length.

Liv drew in short, sharp breaths, arching her back as the orgasm coursed through her body. Sy's groans were lost to her as her heartbeat drummed in her ears. Her elbows felt wobbly and her thighs shook with her climax. Sy’s arm slid around her back as he sat up, still pulsating inside her.

"Oh god." She moaned as Sy adjusted her over his thighs, bringing one hand under her buttock, another holding her in place. She nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck, arms clutching Sy’s shoulders as he controlled the movements of her body.

"Close," he muttered against her shoulder, biting at her skin in a frenzied hurry. His grunts mingled with the sound of slapping skin as their pace quickened, the smell of sex permeating the air.

Sy’s body shuddered, completing only a couple more thrusts before he came with an animalistic growl. His breath was heavy, loud and erratic in Liv’s ears, his arms tightening around her as his cock throbbed with release. She could feel his heartbeat against hers as he painted her walls white with his thick cum.

Liv rubbed his back soothingly, placing feather light kisses on his heated skin. He buried his face in her shoulder, gasping for breath and waiting for his heart to slow down. Liv could feel his cum beginning to trickle out as his cock softened inside her.

"I love you." She whispered to him, kissing his neck and making her way to his face. She nudged his nose with hers, placing a chaste kiss over the tip.

"I love you too." Sy smiled, pushing her hair back from her face.

A comfortable silence befell them, the sun finally shining as the rain was beginning to mellow down to a drizzle. Sy held her face in his hands, his eyes roaming over her face making her cheeks heat up again.

"Marry me."

Completely taken up by the unexpected surprise, Liv pulled away from him to stare at him wide eyed. She waited for Sy to laugh it off, dismiss it as a spur of the moment thing, but his eyes held only sincerity.

"I don't want to live without you. I want to grow old with you, have a family with you." Bringing his face closer to hers, he smiled weakly at her. "I know this might be the worst way to propose. You don't even have to answer…"

For the first time, Liv saw Sy stumble with his words, chuckling to himself as he fumbled with forming a sentence. She brought his rambling to a halt by placing a finger over his lips.

"Yes." She felt her heart pick up a pace, completely different than how it was a few minutes ago. Her nose tickled with tears stinging her eyes, making her sniff as euphoric emotions bubbled in her chest. Sy's eyes lit up with the realization, the creases along his eyes deepening as his smile stretched wide.

"You're sure, Liv? No backsies." He chuckled as Liv swatted at his shoulder.

"Never been more sure in my life." She assured him before attacking his mouth, kissing him deeply with renewed fervor. Sy flipped them over so that she was lying under him.

"How about we get married before you leave for Riyadh?" Sy offered but the question was left unanswered as Liv pulled him down for another kiss.

***

When Liv landed at Fort Worth International Airport, she could feel the spring in her step. The hot Texan sun shone brightly outside the airport windows, something she knew she would never get used to even if she now resided in this state. She checked the time on her watch, not able to avoid looking at the two rings on her finger, and then at the arrivals board. She was tired from her journey but the anticipation to see him was more overpowering.

"Ocre! We better see you again at camp."

His unmistakable voice travelled to her ears through the crowd. She whipped her head around to find him with a bunch of army men, boisterously laughing with them. Her heart strummed from looking at him, lips breaking into a smile. She walked over to them, unbeknownst to Sy.

"Still harassing the privates, Captain?"

Sy's eyes widened but he looked delighted. He pulled Liv for a hug, enveloping her in his wide arms. They could have kissed but a sense of decorum was still important in front of their subordinates. They only held hands as Sy introduced Liv to his men, newcomers who had joined recently.

When they parted ways with the other men, Liv and Sy walked towards the gate hand in hand.

"Mrs. Syverson, it still seems so weird." She mused over the name, pulling out her sunglasses as they stepped outside.

"Don't worry. My folks are eager to get you used to it." Sy laughed, throwing his arm over her shoulders. His words seemed appropriate as at that exact instant someone called out to him from the parking space. Liv soon realised they were Sy’s cousins who had come to pick them up, a customary tradition in their family.

Finally allowing himself the liberty to kiss his wife, Sy placed a chaste one over her temple and smiled.

Liv could feel the happiness permeate her body. She knew she was finally content with her life. As Liv walked side by side with Sy towards her new family, she knew that he was her everything.

Just like the uncountable grains of sand on earth and stars in the sky, Liv knew her love for Sy was immeasurable.

Maybe not. Sy and Liv would make an appearance in Show me the Light with some exciting changes in their lives. 😉

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Neo Got My Back (Jaehyun x reader)

a/n : a domestic Jaehyun fluff scenario! 

enjoy! you all deserve a ( good bed time) story.. though I hope this is good enough.. 

warning : mentions of past incident of almost dying but nah you lived :D, some slight cursing

tagging @yutahoes who might like this domestic jaehyun and ofc @neopalette

--- here goes nothing ----

It’s starting to get dark outside and your house still feels empty. You walk around the small room holding your phone while checking if there is any new message or a call. It’s been a long day for you to finish your works and take care of your dog that’s feeling a bit under the weather. You give up waiting for a reply and choose to just leave your phone and take care of your sick dog.

“Neo, come here.” You make yourself comfortable on the floor and pat your lap as the small Labrador walks slowly to you.

“Aw look at you, you’re still sick but feeling better?” you ask when the good boy wags its tail

“Are you excited to meet daddy?” you coo at your pal and he licks your cheek. You giggle and kiss him back “I also miss Jaehyun, don’t worry he is coming home tonight.”

Your dog seems to understand what you said, maybe its because he heard Jaehyun and home in one sentence and your tone sounds happy. If you are happy, then Neo is happy.

“Let’s try to eat some more, you’re not eating as much as usual and I don’t find that settling.” You reach on the dog food you’ve prepared before hand and try to feed Neo.

He eats, but without much energy. You’re sad actually to see him acting like this, at night he also whimpers some soft painful growl. You’re planning to take him to the vet if he’s whimpering again tonight.

“Are you sick or are you just acting up to see Jaehyun?” you tease your Labrador, who once were caught acting sick just to bring Jaehyun home. Jaehyun loves Neo to the point where he is willing to drop his business to come and hug this good boy. Maybe it’s because Neo once saved your life.

You told Jaehyun about the story where Neo saved you from almost drowning in the beach when you were a teenager. Since then, Jaehyun’s love to Neo sort of jumps over the moon. He said he ought Neo everything because thanks to Neo he got to meet you.

Your dog finishes his dinner and proceed to lay on his bed to sleep, maybe he is not feeling well. You put your worry aside and grab your phone again, checking if Jaehyun actually replied your message or called you.

Nothing. No messages, no calls. He must be busy in the office, you thought to yourself. Trying your best to stay calm and think of positive things. You trust Jaehyun, he won’t be home late for any other reasons other than caught up with work or stuck in the road.

Jaehyun sighs and glances on his watch again. It’s already one hour past his regular go home time and his phone battery died the moment he was about to tell you he will be home late.

Well the project he is working on this month has a change on the product launching date, so the team has to rush things up and make sure they’re ready for the launching next week.

His attempt to stay calm with tuning into his favorite radio channel fails. Not even his music playlist can calm him down. He knows you’re probably worried something bad happens to him without news or update from him to you and that is not settling in his heart.

“I am so sorrryyyy..” he mutters to himself when he sees the red lights and rows of cars all crawling in the night street. Why must the road be congested today?

He made it into your neighborhood and at that moment he realized something.

“Shit, I forgot to download the Netflix movie she wanted to watch.” Jaehyun internally curses himself. Works really preoccupied his mind to the point where he forgot. Well he hopes you won’t be mad and just let him download it for awhile to avoid pauses.

The lift ride to your room is not helping. With the lift keeps on stopping on different floor, he has to hold his patience and not cry in there when the door once again opens and he’s still halfway to your floor.

The man with a nice fitted suit finally steps out of the crowded lift. His face shows how tired he is, but the smile he has in his face upon imagining the face of his lover and faithful pal is bright enough.

Jaehyun takes a deep breath when he presses the six-digit combination lock to your home and once he presses the handle down, all of his exhaustion seems to leave his shoulder.

The familiar scent of your favorite aroma therapy candle greets him. Slowly Jaehyun takes off his shoes and when he did not see you or get a surprising jump from you, he knows you’re probably in your room doing works or maybe playing with Neo.

His steps resonate through the room, first the kitchen looks bright with a nice simple dinner nicely arranged on the table. Though it’s no longer steaming, Jaehyun can feel his stomach rumbles.

“(Y/n)?” he calls your name slowly after putting his working bag and suit aside. His hand unties his tie as he uncuffs his buttons and walk to look for you.

“Oh you’re asleep?” he talks to himself in whispers when he finds you laying down sleeping on the sofa with Neo cuddled next to you, despite the lack of space!

Gently he tucks your hair aside from your face and leans in to kiss your forehead. “Sorry for being home late.”

You twist in your sleep and slowly open your eyes. Blinking your sleep away and gathering your energy to process what is this. Is this a dream or is this Jaehyun?

Your hand reach out to touch his cheeks and when you feel it you smile. “Hello love,” you yawn and hug his torso.

“I haven’t showered or changed.” he runs a hand on your hair and the other free hand is already rubbing Neo’s chin.

“It’s okay, you can shower later.” You mumble as you bury your face into his torso.

“Have you eaten?” you ask, definitely knowing he hasn’t eaten yet.

He nods “I am hungry.”

“I can heat the food for you. Take a bath quick.” You push him to the toilet. He laughs and ruffles your hair before leaving to take his towel and clothes.

You bring Neo with you to the kitchen, and start to heat the food again.

Seeing Jaehyun still try his best to smile in front of you despite his stress and tiring job, makes you feel grateful and that the only way you can pay him back is by giving him the attention and cares he deserves.

He returns with a brighter face and a comfortable tee shirt and sweats. You’re done with heating the foods and so you join him sitting on the other end of the table as you scoop him some foods into his plate.

“Thank you, you cooked this?” he asks while taking small bites on the foods. Knowing his best to not expect too much when you are a terrible cook.

You bite your lips “I tried a receipt from Taeyong’s website.” You look up at him with expectations, couldn’t be that bad right? You’ve been practicing for a while. Jaehyun nods and eats more “I guess you improved?” he chuckles when you let out a delightful clap

“I am glad!” you grin. “I am ready to be your housewife.” You tease him.

He giggles and reaches out for more kimchi “Who made this kimchi? So good.”

You roll your eyes “Mom.”

“Ah, learn from her first to make this good kimchi, then you can marry me.” He playfully pokes your cheek and you pout at him “You hold your words. If I succeed making that kimchi, you’re marrying me.”

He flashes his ring finger to you, the one with a couple promise ring he has with you and winks “I am more than ready to change this ring into a diamond one.”

You blush “Keep your words okay. Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

He nods “I am. I am going to keep my words. Right Neo? You are our witness.”

The dog barks and stays under the table accompanying the warm night both of you spend together.

“About not replying to your text, I am sorry my phone died, and I don’t bring my charger with me today.” He brushes his hair away from his eyes.

You nod “I knew it, you and your hobby of running out of batteries. I’m just afraid something bad happens.”

“No, don’t worry. It’s just we had to take over time to finish a project for next week. Sorry to keep you waiting.” He raises from the chair and brings his plates to the dish.

You quickly keep the remaining foods into the refrigerator while Jaehyun takes the gloves and starts to wash the sink.

“Ow poor you, did you finish it? Things are okay?” you lean on the counter next to him.

“Yes, I can go home because I finished my parts.”

“Good then,” you pat his shoulder “You must be tired, let’s-“

He cuts you in “About Netflix-“ he takes a sharp pause “I am so sorry we have to postpone watching A Whisker Away, I haven’t downloaded it yet.”

You smile and rubs his shoulder “Don’t worry, the film is not going to disappear! Let’s rest instead. You had a long day and I want to cuddle with you.”

Jaehyun smiles and jumps into your side, he hugs you and pulls the cover over you both “Okay, cuddle it is then! Come here, let me hug you until you beg me to stop.” He peppers you with raspberry kisses on your neck and arm and you giggle loudly.

“love you Jae!” you kiss him quick to which the other man smiles and kisses you back “And I love you most.”

end

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Seb knowing how to do a somersault lol. And just somersaulting on the playmat because zoomies. And lil Nicky wants to do that too! But he just ends up face planting on the mat because, baby coordinations lol. Nicky whining because he has an owie. Later Seb trying to teach his little brother.

Oh yes! Seb is a little acrobat doing twists and turns and somersaults without issue! And lil mousy ofc wants to be like big brother and do it too!

Mousy face planting hard and being a sad little mousy cos noe his nose and whiskers hurt! Toto tutting and soothing the li baby and kissing the owie better!

Seb later teaches mousy to do a forward roll on the floor and Nico and Toto try not to laugh cos nicky keeps just flopping down on his tummy sksk

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