#yes we could cuddle that'd be nice

[bloodypeachblog]

You got any daddy Sammy Headcanons?

You fucking bet I do!

Sammy Lawrence headcanons

(This is with F!Reader, btw)

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• Sometimes his personality when he was human can show when something doesn't go right or his way or he's just annoyed. He can be a real asshole when he's like that. But if he upsets you, he would apologize later.

• the instance you responded to his 'can I get an amen?' tape with an 'amen', he fell for you almost instantly. He knew that his savior has blessed him with you, you had to be his bride. He waits til you fall asleep and he carries you to his room. You're his now.

• the songs he writes for you? Oh so lovely and romantic. He even plays them on his banjo and sings them for you.

• when he likes you, he can get a bit flustered and tongue-tied at times. When you've been together for a long time, he gets a bit better with that, but his inky heart still flutters when he sees you and hears your voice.

• if you can't sleep, he would sing you a lullaby or tell you a story from his bible (he wrote one where it's basically the christian bible, but Bendy is Jesus) until you fall asleep.

• he lets you join him on his searches for sacrifices and sometimes lets you choose their fates. They'll still die, but you get to choose how they die.

• Total. Drama. Queen. But not in a way that'd make you hate him, more in the way where you can't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it.

• guy's mind is stuck in the 1920-1930's, so if you show him something like, an iPhone, or you dress in modern clothing, his brain would probably implode.

• he LOVES listening to you read passages from his bible during sermons. He just marvels your words and pays very close attention. You could see a big smile though his mask.

• the same goes vice versa, he speaks with such energy and dedication and he smiles to himself when he sees you're just so enthralled by his preaching.

• basically when he speaks about you, he's exactly how Gomez Addams talks about Morticia. He ADORES you.

• "I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss." "To think, Lord Bendy has blessed me with such a beautiful angel such as yourself." "To live without you, only that would be death." "I cannot see, I am blinded by such beauty."

• pet names: Darling, Love, Angel, my little lamb, my sweet, Dear, Dearest.

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• master of seduction. Just, pure incubus skills. His soft voice makes you melt, and he knows it.

• oh he is all for foreplay. He wants his little pet to be ready for him.

• his cock is about 6 inches and pretty thick, but that's thanks to the blessings of the ink.

• *psst!* if he wanted, he could grow two of them to double-penetrate you, but he'll immediately pass out once he cums because it takes twice the energy, so he doesn't do it often.

• he wouldn't exactly whisper dirty words, but the way he phrases things...

• "don't be afraid, it's what our Lord wishes. We wouldn't want to disappoint him, now would we?" "You're so wet for me, how sweet.." "I'm so blessed that you're mine.." "You're doing so well, love..." "Just relax and let us share this bliss that our Lord has blessed us with." "Perhaps Lord Bendy will bless us with little sheep of our own tonight.."

• kinks? Well...he does like tying you up nice and tight. Can't let the little lamb run off, can he? No, he cannot. He has a praise kink, where he just loves to praise you for being such a good little wife.

• he LOVES to tease you and make you beg for him. The grin and deep chuckle he lets out from hearing your begs will make you melt.

• he'll make sure you cum a few times before he does. You'll be putty in his hands when he's done with you.

• yes, he cuddles you during the afterglow. He also whispers loving words into your ear, making sure you feel loved and cherished, because you are.

#batim sammy lawrence #batim #batim smut #batim sammy headcanons #sammy lawrence headcanons #sammy lawrence x reader #sammy lawrence #whoo mama #hallelujah #praise be unto him #all praise our lord and savior bendy

[legacyshenanigans]

Hellooo~! I was wondering, since Marvolo and Ominis are in relationships with the other's close friend, do they ask one another for date/ gift ideas? Or MC and Rowan? Just curious! I think that'd be cute.

Anywho, I hope your day is amazing! Love the stuff you post, minus the single Professor Ronen thing. I'm still scarred from that.

You're wonderful and I hope you know how much we all appreciate the work you do for us. Much love from Canada! 💙💙💙💙💙

Hiii 😊 this is really cute yeah, I can do some little script posts on these types of conversations for you, sure 😊💜

Amd thank you so much! 🥹💕

(Oh god That Prof Ronen thing hahahah)

Gift/Date Idea Conversations.

Marvolo & Ominis

Ominis: So I was thinking about planning some kind of date for me and Rowan.

Marvolo: Oh?

Ominis: Do you think it wize that a book a table at a fancy restaurant for a change?

Marvolo: Oof, absolutely not, I've been to a fancy place with Rowan in the past, don't do it Ominis, trust me *chuckles*

Ominis: Heh...I thought as much, Well, we always go for forest walks, I'm worried he might be getting bored?

Marvolo: Rowan? Bored of nice forest walks? Doubt it, little brother..Hmm, remember when we used to go across the lake? To the other side of the forest to collect mushrooms? I'm pretty sure you know your way there?

Ominis: Yes?

Marvolo: Well, that's a rather nice location.. Why don't you take him there? *small smile*

Ominis: Ooooh, perhaps we can have a picnic there or something!

Marvolo: Urgh..How adorable *smiles and chuckles* Sounds good. Do that.

MC & Rowan

MC: I want to get Marvolo a gift. But I'm unsure what to get him for once..

Rowan: Could just wrap ya naked body up in a ribbon, and let him unravel it? Meaning YOU are the gift hes opening Heh..And, I dunno, get some of that nice fancy wine he likes and his favourite foods too, YOU can be the dessert when he unravels ya, but prolong it for as long as you can, drive him really crazy all night *chuckles*

MC: You know what Rowan?..Thats actually pretty sexy and perfect *giggles*

MC and Rowan: *high five and chuckle*

Ominis & Marvolo:

Marvolo: I want to take MC on a date soon..

Ominis: Struggling for ideas?

Marvolo: I am, actually. I want us to go somewhere we haven't been together before.

Ominis: Hmm, Why don't you take her to the family summer house in France?

Marvolo: Thats a holiday haha, not a date.

Ominis: So? Make it a week long, overly romantic date *smirks* The two of you, just getting away from it all for 7 days.

Marvolo: ....*raises his brows* I could actually..Thats a very good idea, Ominis.

Ominis: *smiles*

Rowan & MC

Rowan: I..Wanna get Ominis a gift..Or do something for him.

MC: Aww-

Rowan: Shh *small blush*

MC: *giggles* What were you thinking?

Rowan: I don't know, I'm no good at this sorta stuff really, Ominis is..Soft..And loving..I think he'd like something...*sigh* I dunno..Cute?

MC: Hmmm, well, Ominis LOVES sweets? Why don't you get him a big sweet hamper, fill it with lots of goodies and treats, and you've been practising your reading alot, yeah?

Rowan: Mhm.

MC: Brilliant, Ominis LOVES romantic stuff too, maybe the two of you can cuddle up next to a cozy fire somewhere, Ominis can enjoy his sweeties, while you just read him lots of romantic poems, then, who knows where the night may lead *giggles*

Rowan: Heh..I think he'd actually really like that.

MC: He definitely would *smiles*

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#rominis #rowan the wolf #marvolo gaunt hc #marvolo gaunt #marvolo gaunt headcanon #the gaunts hc #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt headcanon

[guardian-of-fun-times]

❄️Rise of the Guardians: Closer to You [Jack Frost X Reader]❄️

The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground illuminating the snow below. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky as you gazed out the grand window for a short while.

You heard a slight tapping against the hard wood floor of his bare feet. You found Jack wandering down the hall and met up with him. "I'm starting to feel sleepy." You told the winter spirit. "My schedule has been off since I abruptly stop my medication. My doctor cancelled our phone appointment since he had an emergency leave, so I'm stuck without them for a while." You stifled a yawn, turned to Jack, smiled, and took his hand. "But I could sure use a cuddle buddy tonight."

The pale crescent moon began to shine like a silvery claw in the falling night sky. The occasional clanking of toys being made in the nearby workshop broke the silence.

"I'll be your cuddle buddy. You can even fall asleep while we cuddle. I'll be here with you, don't worry about it." He let go of your hand and put his arms around you. "Do you want me to sing you a lullaby? I can if you'd like?"

"Okay." You smile sheepishly. "We can stay in my room. I have a Borealis light. I hope you don't mind. Oh, I didn't know you can sing. That'd be nice actually."

Oh, of course I wouldn't mind staying in your room! It would be a pleasure. I'll make you feel comfortable as I can. And my singing isn't really good, but I hope you'll like it anyway." He smiles back at you. "And is the Borealis light those kinds of star lights that shine on the ceiling? Because I love those!"

"Yes, it is! You said excitedly. "It glows different colors too. Would you like to crawl into the covers with me? I'm weird about blankets. I need them even when it's hot. It's a comfort thing."

"I don't mind at all. I like to feel comfortable, so I understand. So I'll go with you." He holds you gently and leads you to your room. "What color do you want for the star light tonight, my dear?"

"Ummm." You hesitated. Blue! It's my favorite color. "Oh, I've got to change into my PJs. I don't have any that'll fit you. I'm sorry." You reached your door and opened it for him. "Well, here's my room."

As he follows you to your room and see the room for the first time, I can't help but smile and admire all the beauty and the coziness. "It's a wonderful room. North did an amazing job!" He playfully nips at your nose. "Don't worry about the PJs, I'll be fine."

He moves in closer and corners you. You're now trapped between him and the wall. "I've never had a guy in my room before so this is my first time." You stuttered, your face growing immensely hot.

He laughs. "You're very cute when you blush, you know? It's okay. I don't mind being the first. Actually, it's a huge honor for me." He looks deep into your eyes, a huge grin playing across his face. "You're not going to be needing these." He chuckled, tugging on your shirt.

Jack was drop dead gorgeous and that was the truth. He was a total sweetheart that much you could tell, soft spoken, helpful, smart, handsy, every quality that made his personality attractive. Though, you weren’t sure if that’s what this could turn into.

You escaped his grasp and quickly dive into the blankets, hiding inside. "Come find me!"

"Sounds fun! Wait for me!" He immediately removes his hoodie and belt, leaving his pants unzipped.

He starts trying to search with his hands. When he finds you, he smiles and gives you a small peck on the lips. "Found you!"

You giggled and placed your hands around his neck.

"You're adorable when you hide like this. You look so cute. You make me so happy. Truly and completely. You're just perfect. I love you."

 Before you can say anything, he’s kissing you softly, hoping to convey his feelings more through touch. You hum softly, relaxing against him as he rolls over, resting on top of you. You trail your hands from his hips to his chest, raking your nails gently down his skin. You suck in a sharp breath as he kisses down your neck, his hands sliding up the shirt, sending goosebumps along your skin. As he pushes up the shirt, exposing your skin, wanting to see you with fresh eyes. He pulls the shirt over your head, sitting up and taking the time to really look at you. As he stares at you, you almost feel self-conscious, making you want to cover yourself, but he’s lowering himself back down, placing kisses on your skin. You relax the further he goes, his hands reaching underneath you to unclasp your bra.

He slowly moves it out from underneath you, setting it somewhere to the side, his hands caressing each breast in hand. The sensation of pleasure rolls through you, and your back arches as you close your eyes. You didn’t know what to do with your hands, but the moment his tongue laps at one of your nipples, your fingers are tangling in his hair, a breathy moan escaping your lips. His other hand teases your other nipple gently, rolling it in between his fingers, loving the way you squirmed. His ocean eyes are on your face, taking in your features. Before long, he's switching to the other nipple, palming your other breast. He groans against your skin, trailing kisses down the valley of your breasts. The lower he gets, the faster your heart beats. He nudges your thighs apart, his fingers curling around the waistband of your underwear. His cease in movement causes you to open your eyes. He’s waiting for you to give the okay. With a small nod, he’s swiftly removing your underwear in a matter of seconds.

Nudging your legs further apart, you hold your breath as he kisses your inner thighs, squeezing lightly. His eyes almost roll into the back of his head as he tastes you for the first time. A squeak leaves your mouth as his tongue dips between your folds. Your fingers curl into the sheets, eyes closing as you rock into his face. “Oh…” You moan, sucking in a sharp breath. Jack takes both of your legs, lifting them over his shoulders, angling your lower body upward. His tongue laps against your clit, and he slides a finger into your depths, your answering whimper leading him to continue. He keeps his free hand against your hips, keeping you still as you started to squirm. “Oh fuck…” You rasp, your hands now moving towards his head, either in an effort to keep him there or push him away, you weren’t sure. His humming against your skin makes you shudder, and he slips another finger inside, gently pumping them forward. Your legs are shaking now, toes curling, and your fingers tighten in his hair.

He then starts this sucking motion with his mouth, and you can’t help the quiet wail that leaves your lips. Some part of you prays to God no one could hear you. Your sexual experience wasn’t anything to brag about. With Jack still holding your hip, the friction you wanted so badly was being withheld, and it was frustratingly pleasurable. Your head swims as you lock your legs behind his head. His fingers dig into your flesh in response. “Please…” You breathe out, not sure what you were asking for, but you were asking for something nonetheless. You could feel the pressure building in your body, and your soft moans and curses were uncontainable the closer he brought you to ecstasy. Most men at this point would change the rhythm to a faster pace, but Jack? He continued with this languid motion of flicking his tongue and pumping his fingers like time didn’t exist. Your thighs were practically vibrating over his shoulders, you’re breaths wispy and ragged.

He loved it.

“Jack…” You pant, your eyes screwing shut, white flashes dancing across your dark vision. You were this close. The more he licks and sucks on your flesh, the more of you he tastes, the closer you were to losing your mind. He then replaces his tongue with his thumb, rubbing your clit in small circles, his tongue plundering back into your slick, wet, folds, intent to get all he could. That was your undoing. He finally lets up on your hip, and you rock into his face as your orgasm takes over every part of your body. With your legs clenched around his neck, it kept him there, licking everything you had to offer and more. He didn’t care that you practically soaked his face and the sheets, he was on a high just knowing he got you there. He takes one final lick from the very crevice of your pussy to the top, before easing up, gently unclasping your shaking legs. He kisses each thigh in passing as he lowers your legs down. Your fingers had finally released his hair and if he were human, you’d probably have ripped a few chunks out. You still shudder as he kisses back up your now tired body, before taking your lips, and you moan softly, though you had no energy to do anything more. You can taste yourself, and it was mix between a salty and somewhat of a tart taste if you could describe it. It wasn’t a gross thing you’d think it would be.

He releases your lips to breathe, and your eyes are barely open at this point, but you’re able to see the satisfied look on his face before you close your eyes completely. His frigid body leaves the bed, leaving you even more cold for a moment and you hear water running before he’s back in a minute if not less, wiping between your legs gently. Not wanting to disturb you further, Jack sets the warm towelette on the back of his chair, pulling the covers from under you on top, nestling beside you as you curl into his side once he settles. He kisses your forehead as you drift off into sleep, his arm settling around you.

It was nearly midnight, and the night sky was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon; the night sky so clear you could almost see every crater. The moon, a glowing yellowy white, loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal glow.

"I'm ready for bed." You snuggled him close.

"Good night, love. Sleep tight. I'll be right here if you need me. I'll be your protector. I'll be your shoulder to cry on. No matter the problem, I'll be right here for you. You're my rock. My world. My everything. I'll always love you. So, sleep tight and dream of me."

"How can I not dream of you? You're already in my every thought." You laughed. "Goodnight Jack."

"Sweet dreams. I'll always dream of you, too. I'll always love you, forever."

#rise of the guardians #rotg #jack frost #rotg matters #guardian #rotg fandom #rotg jack frost #guardian of fun #midnight drabble #oneshot #rotg fanfiction #smut fanfiction

[coffeeandbatboys]

could you do matt murdock x !fem!reader, when it winter, it feel like normal, you walked to your apartment, but you honestly saw someone, you knew it was him, and you asked him about why are you here, he simply really want to talk to you, you completely said ok, you two talks, even as well, he might have fallen in love with you, you even blushed so much, you honestly have chemistry with him, he simply cuddle you up, it that simple as that *fluffness*

(hope you will write it, thanks and have a good day)

I have such a cute idea for this. Yes yes yes!!! And you have a good day too ;) I know you said they have such great chemistry but I couldn't stop thinking about the cafeteria scene from Atonement and almost ended up putting my own spin on it.

Warnings: SOFT AND AWKWARD MATT (we love him but he's still a warning)

A/N Also I live in the middle of Arizona where it rarely snows, so if I'm writing it wrong I'm sorry. I don't get out much these days.

You trudged through the snow to your apartment, willing your stiff fingers to work as you fumbled with the key. Something caught your attention as you neared the steps though. A man.

But it wasn't just any man, you knew it was Matthew Michael Murdock, your childhood friend.

Your dad had been friends with Jack Murdock, so you ended up spending time with Matt. In fact, the two of you were practically on the thin line of "really close platonic" and "he's going to marry her someday".

But then you both graduated.

And went to different colleges.

And phones weren't an option at the time.

You'd both done your best to keep in touch, despite limited ability. It was just hard to have that child-like friendship you'd always had before.

But he was here. On your doorstep. Which in any other case, would be alarming. But his was a face you didn't mind seeing.

"Matt? It's me. Y/n."

"Oh...hi." He flashed a brilliant smile that you'd missed so much, sending nerves ricocheting through your body. "I hope this is okay...I had Foggy drop me off.."

"Yeah.." What were you supposed to say? You weren't upset. You were glad he was there.

"I can call him-"

"No!" You cut him off, albeit a little desperately. "Sorry you must be freezing. Come inside."

He gave you his hand and let you lead him into the nicely warmed apartment.

"Can I get you anything? Tea?" You'd known that he didn't care for coffee, mostly because it was overwhelming for his already super senses.

That was a secret he'd shared with you as children.

"Yeah that'd be nice, thank you." He stood in the middle of the living area, unsure of what to do, before shedding his coat and turning, as if trying to find the coat rack.

"Oh!" You rounded the counter, guiding him to the set of hooks on the wall. "There. How are you? And why'd I find you on my step? Not upset, just curious."

"I wanted to catch up. I've missed you."

"I've missed you too. How's the practice?"

"It's good. Mostly pro-bono work, but I suppose I enjoy it nonetheless. What about you?"

"I'm good. Been working at a bookshop for a while. Quaint little place I should say. Not exactly what I went to college for."

A dry chuckle left his lips and you smiled, placing a water-filled kettle on the stove.

"And is someone lucky enough to have you?"

You watched him visibly wince as soon as the question left his mouth. You coughed in surprise as well, not expecting it so soon.

"Ahm, no not at the moment." You tried to keep from giggling.

Matt on the other hand, was absolutely terrified. "Really, I can leave if you want me too."

"No it's just..." Here it comes. You halted after grabbing a mug from one of your cabinets. "I've always like-liked you, and after high school I had some not so good boyfriends to distract myself, and here I am still single and you're here and its fine if you don't feel the same way and god I'm rambling aren't I its a bad habit I've picked up-" you stopped, mortified with yourself as you set the mug down in shock. Did you really just confess your feelings to your best friend?

An amused smile crossed his face. "I was actually hoping we could hang out for that reason. I miss my best friend. We've never been the same since college have we?"

"No..." You shook your head, trying to process his words. Blood rose in your cheeks at the wild thought of him liking you back.

"I wasn't planning on confessing my feelings like that." You began, turning the heat off the stove as the kettle whistled loudly. "Especially since we aren't that close anymore. I suppose I miss the nostalgia of...us."

"Who says we can't be close again?"

You looked up at him, a hopeful look across your face, before moving towards him and gathering him in a sincere, 'I missed you so freaking much' kind of hug. He smiled against your forehead, strong arms wrapped around you.

Maybe this could work out.

#human disaster matt murdock #matt murdock imagine #matt murdock x fem!reader #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock my beloved #matthew michael murdock #matthew murdock #matt murdock

[redflagsandbanners]

prompt?

battle of the bands au

In the bustling cafeteria of Hawkins High School, Robin Buckley suddenly finds her meditation time interrupted by two figures slamming on the other side of the table. She jumps.

"So..." - Vickie smiles a nervous thing, skipping a single sheet of paper on the table - "...we got the list of the students signed up".

"You know. The competition", Chrissy grins so sweetly it cannot be good.

"Are we supposed to have that?" Robin asks but reaches for the paper anyway. Vickie slides it out of reach.

"No. So, we were looking at the names -"

"Like the little cheaters that you are". She reaches for the paper again.

"- and saw an interesting one! Woo hoo!"

Robin looks from one to the other and waits, growing slightly nervous too. Her hands tighten around the saxophone.

"Is Jason entering?"

Chrissy makes a gurgle of a dying sound. "Jesus, no. Think I'd be here if that was a possibility?"

"Can you imagine though?" Vickie gets distracted as Robin expected. "That'd be - Hey!"

Robin leans away from the swatting hand, eyes skipping over the list of names. Uninteresting, uninteresting, uninteresting.

Corroded Coffin: Eddie Munson, Jeff Smith, Nancy Wheeler, Gareth Green.

Robin feels as if slapped.

"What? Nancy Wheeler? No. In Corroded Coffin? No. With Eddie Munson? Heavy metal? No. Bass? She plays the bass? No. Is this a joke? No".

"We broke her", Chrissy mournfully whispers.

"Hey, it's fine", Vickie smirks. "I'm mean, one more place for you two to butt heads! Yay!"

"Oh, god", Robin groans, slamming her head on the table. Nancy prissy, perfect Wheeler likes heavy metal.

"This is a good thing!" Chrissy sing-songs.

"Yes, yes, right. You have things in common! Other than boring straight A's in biology and English. You can strike up a conversation now".

"And apparently there are hidden layers in the prissy, valedictorian facade! Chin up, Buckley, it's a wonderful day!"

Robin groans again, in actual pain.

"You don't understand. Now we have to win".

"What, why?"

"Seriously, Vickie?"

Robin picks her head up and narrows her eyes at the redhead too. Repeats Chrissy's, "Seriously?"

"I mean you don't have to be competitive".

"She will be", Robin taps the paper. "If she could, she'd struggle me with her perfect shoelaces. I have to strike first so I don't get crashed into pieces with an electric bass until there's no returning in a fuctional condition".

"Jesus, you need therapy".

"Screw off, Chrissy".

"Just talk to her".

"Oh, my god".

"She doesn't seem violent".

Robin repeatedly taps the paper. "Evidence suggests otherwise! She's friends with Eddie? Eddie? They'll never find my body. Oh shit, wait. Guys, we have to lose! So she doesn't have more reason to -"

Both Chrissy and Vickie shake their heads. "No. No, we are here to win!"

Dramatically, Robin crumples off of the chair and on the filthy floor, clutching the instrument to her chest. It's nice and cold here. "You don't care about me. You don't care".

"Nicely done, Buckley", a laugh comes from somewhere above and when Robin tilts her head back against the floor, she finds Eddie Munson smirking proudly down at her. He has his badass guitar in one of his badass hands with the badass rings and black nail polish.

"Leave me be, Ed".

A body comes to lay down next to her. Chrissy cuddles into her side but Robin doesn't move.

"Leave her alone, Eddie. She is mentally devastated to be in love with an enemy".

There is no other layer of height to crumple down to. Only hell. "I'm not in love".

"Yeah, right".

"Could have fooled us".

"Fuck you and fuck you. Specifically you".

"Why me? It was Chrissy's idea to get the list!"

"What list?"

"Oh, fuck me", Robin whimpers, closing her eyes before having to gaze at Nancy Wheeler. Her heart is already pounding a lovesick pace that Robin despises. Dear good God above the skies, she is truly useless; of all the girls in this town -

"Why are you on the ground?"

"It's cold", Robin mumbles, daring to open one eye and look up at - oh, come on.

Nancy Wheeler is armed with an electric bass. It hangs from one shoulder, brushing low over her narrow hips, and Robin is jealous of an musical instrument. Great. God. This is seriously getting ridiculous. She is so mad at how pretty the girl is right now.

She cuddles the saxophone tighter against her chest, pressing the mouthpiece into her neck and popping her chin on the narrow arch.

"I thought you played the trumpet", Nancy Wheeler accuses her for having hidden depths.

"I thought you were a priss".

Oh, Jesus Christ.

"I mean I..." - she shoots up in a sitting position, spinning on her ass to face Nancy Wheeler's murderous intentions with the bravery of a firefighter in front of an inferno - "...heavy metal, Wheeler. Heavy stuff, like - whoa, it's cool. Hardcore and shit and, huh... You didn't seem like the type with those pink shoelaces and the academic scholar vibe brought to a high school, but look at you! Whoa. Full of surprises! You wield that bass like it's a machine gun. Like that's..." - hot - "...cool! So cool."

Nancy is staring down at her as if Robin just presented her a detailed, scientific plan of getting NASA to Mars in three weeks from now.

"Many things you don't know about me".

"Yeah".

Robin is still sitting on the dirty floor, looking up at her and gripping the sax like it's a comfort blanket.

From somewhere in the distance, Chrissy and Eddie are shrieking in laughter.

"Cool then, huh..." Robin chokes out, waiting for the saxophone to grow arms and hide her in a cooing hug and away from sight. The traitor doesn't do shit.

This is the longest conversation they've ever had. Robin is painfully aware.

"Can I, huh..." - for some reason, Nancy looks just as pained - "...can I sit down next to you until we go in?"

"On - on - on the floor?"

Nancy's face twists in agony. "Yes".

"Sure!" Robin pats the tile next to her own. "Please, make yourself at home! Sitting in the floor is actually liberating, you know? Like sitting on a counter! Right? I don't know why, it's just... so much better than the constructed mechanism of a chair. Those things are so stiff sometimes. Oppressive".

Nancy still looks at her like she's... painted a full sized Guernica with a pencil or some shit. "The chairs?"

Robin nods, pressing a silent melody on the saxophone's keys. "Maybe we, as humans, need to be released back into the wild. Start sitting on tree branches. It'll make us humble beings".

"Right", Nancy says with a quiet laugh.

They stare at one another, both shocked.

Nancy opens her pretty mouth. Closes it. Robin is painfully aware she is staring at her lips. The inferno has consumed the brave firefighter. Birds coo a sorry song for the fallen.

Jesus, she does need therapy. She needs to shut up and yet -

"You, huh... you wanna get burgers after this?"

"Burgers?" Nancy blinks.

"Yeah. Dip fries in a milkshake".

"That's disgusting".

"I mean..." - Robin is offended - "well..."

"I want to".

"Oh. Yeah? Are you sure?"

Nancy shakes her head no but says; "Yes".

"Cool", Robin is grinning and Nancy is staring at her smile with a light frown and a glimmer of interest. "You'll tell me all about how Nancy Wheeler got into heavy metal?"

"Only if you tell me how the fuck you make such good grades when I know for a fact you sleep in every biology class".

Robin grins. "I can do that".

#CUTE #ronance prompts

[mythcaels]

Name: naruto uzumaki Age: 22 Do you like to cuddle?: yes :3c Can we make-out?: sure ~ A night in or dinner out?: night in, unless it's a dinner at ichiraku Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: hm...ice cream What makes you a good Valentine?: the only one that can put up with your grumpy attitude is me, so. Would you cook for me?: of course !! ( he can't guarantee he wont start a fire ) Would you let me cook for you?: yes please

for sasuke ofc, he made me

valentine's day application

❝ Not surprised to see anything about ichiraku here. ❞ He sighs and shakes his head but a night in, that'd be nice ( away from everyone where they could just have dinner and spend time together without having to deal with other people ). ❝ I'm the only one that can put up with the amount idiocy you bring to the table, so. ❞ Snorts and grabs a little stamp to put on this application.

#attroxx #// HE HAD A STAMP FOR ACCEPTED !!!!!!!!!!!!! #* ⟢ UCHIHA SASUKE . . . ❮ ic ❯ ━━ ❝ post war / blank period.

[angstyaches]

ahh, i didn’t even realize! i saw it while i was finishing up my break at work and didn’t think to check if it was still there. i’m glad you’re not opposed though!

for felix and elliott: what would you do (or not do) if you had an entire weekend to yourselves?

for shayne and charlie separately: if you were planning a surprise date for your partner (they know it’s a date, just not the exact plan), what would it look like?

For some reason, I feel like I've given them all the most mundane answers ever, so I'm sorry if that's the case!!

Felix and Elliott

Felix claps his hands together. "So, we're starting it off right with a nice Saturday morning lie-in..."

"Saturday morning run at sunrise," Elliott interjects.

"Elli, I presume you don't need to hunt at all during this weekend."

Elliott nods. "I would still appreciate the running aspect."

Felix rolls his eyes but doesn't argue. "Well, I would get up around... ten."

"I'd wake you up at ten with a kiss."

Felix smiles. "Take a shower..."

"Together?"

Felix's smile deepens and bites his lip. "Mmhmm."

"Alright, and then after...?"

"After, we'd... we'd go downstairs in our dressing gowns and slowly make brunch. French toast and bacon and mimosas - we can make mimosas with blood for you, right?"

Elliott shrugs. "We can certainly try."

"And then watch TV and just be together for the afternoon... perhaps we'll go out to see a show in the evening."

Elliott puts an arm around Felix and runs his fingers against his shoulder. "Sounds nice. Maybe we get some drinks at a fancy bar afterwards."

"Yes."

"And pick up some sushi for my boo on the way home?"

Felix's eyes light up as he looks up at Elliott. "Aw. Thank you. Maybe I'll join you for a stroll in the park on the Sunday morning."

Elliott shakes his head. "There won't be a park visit on the Sunday morning, because I'm driving us to the beach to watch the -"

"Sunrise?" Felix sighs.

"Sunrise," Elliott says. "We'll bring coffee in flasks and take a walk across the sand as the sky and the sea change colour and the world is starting to wake up."

"Gosh, that actually sounds nice."

"And we wait for the funfair to open on the strand..."

"Oh, gosh, I do love a funfair," Felix whispers.

"I know you do. So we'll spend a few hours there, then drive home, and we can order in whatever you want for dinner, and then we can just cuddle and watch movies in bed until we don't feel like watching movies anymore."

Felix is smiling uncontrollably.

"Sorry," Elliott murmurs. "I hijiacked Sunday a little."

"No, no, it was perfect. I just... I thought your ideal weekend would involve more travelling."

"That's true, but the question was about our ideal weekend. I would want to spend it with you, taking it easy. Not watching you pull your hair out while trying to figure out some European city's underground train system."

Felix jabs Elliott in the side and then hugs him.

___

Charlie

"Oh. Well, it'd be hard to plan something without giving in to the urge to check in with him, to see what he thinks, to see how he's feeling, but... Shayne has never really travelled before, so I think I'd like to take him on a day trip, somewhere he's never been before. Maybe a lake or a mountain where we could have a picnic. Nowhere too crowded. And we'd come back before it gets too dark, because being outside at night can be kind of stressful for him... Yeah."

Shayne

"It'd be less romantic because I'd have to make him drive us there," he mumbles, "but I know he'd love a trip to the natural history museum in the city. I'd just let him talk at me about whatever stuff he's the most interested in. Oh, and he's always going on about these seasonal hot drinks he can't get outside of the city, so I'd take him to one of those places where he can get a ginger spiced... whatever. Oh - and if I could take him somewhere up high, with a night-time view of the city, that'd be perfect. Is that - is that enough, do you think?"

#ask #anon #OC asks #StW Felix #StW Elliott #StW Charlie #StW Shayne #ask game #ask meme #OC stuff

[the-blind-geisha]

Hello! :-) I have a request: I would like to read something about a gender neutral human reader cuddling with Swatch or some Swatchlings. I think that'd be pretty cute. I have no ideas for plot though, so it could be pure fluff if you want to do that! Thank you so much if you end up writing something like that! :^) Have a nice day!

Con: Oops, forgot to include this: for the Swatch (or Swatchling(s)) cuddle request, you can keep it SFW if you want to. I wouldn't mind it if it turned into NSFW with something like body worship though! Thank you so much for writing what you already have :-)

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A/N: I'll keep it SFW for now. Buuuuuuuuut, if I ever get around to it, I can always add the NSFW/ body worship in a continuation part of it. ♥ I sometimes add onto request--whether they are asked of me or just my own inspiration to do so. x3

But a cuddle session is super adorable~. Thanks for the request!

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“Is it not warm enough for you?” Swatch asked, cleaning out a glass that had been left unattended to.

“Not really,” you answered, trying to stay near the heating system. “I mean.. it might not be noticeable for you, because you're a monster with feathers. I'm just a human with skin.”

“A bird butler monster, but yes,” Swatch corrected, shifting his glasses up the slope of his beak. “Does your skin not keep you warm? It is odd that humans don't have a means to keep themselves warm with the very thing that covers their organs and bones.”

You tried not to laugh it off. It was a bit difficult to do though. “I wish we were built that way, but... no. We usually have to cover ourselves in blankets and other things so as not to freeze.”

>> Let Us Warm Your Day <<

#thanks again for the request! #swatch #swatchlings #swatchlings/reader #swatchlings/mc #swatchlings x reader #swatch/reader #swatch/mc #reader insert #deltarune #deltarune fanfic #swatch deltarune #swatchling deltarune #deltarune swatchling #deltarune swatch #request #mod answers #anon #mywriting #oreana writes

[marvelite624]

With Becka's help, bless her heart, I managed to get the apples sliced and into a pressure cooker. Gil offered to pick up Peskers for me but, I told him that, mine being the familiar face, I really should go. He agreed to watch my baby girl as I lifted the keys from the hook and, before I could get out the door...the phone rang again. Becka, reaching for the receiver said, "I's fo you, Mommy." "Baby, how...", I placed it to my ear.

"Hi, Honey, it's me, Frank. Listen, Donny is gonna give me a lift home after work, ok?" "Oh, so you two have kissed and made up then?", there was a curious pause, "...Frankie, you still there?" "I'm here, Sar, and yeah, Donny and I are good to go!" "Ok, your timin' is perfect, Hon. I was on my way out the door to run get Peskers when you called." "Well, how about if we swing by and get him for ya', it's on the way?" "Sure, that'd be great...if Donny won't mind." "Naw, he's easy...I'm sure it'll be cool. See you in a bit then!" "Yeah, love ya!""B'bye."

"Well, that was a nice surprise. I've got some time to kill now, while that fruit cooks down. You feel like losin' a few hands of Gin, Gil?" "Hey, I may not do much cuddling in the dorm, but I have kept in practice with some other things! Put your Rummy where your mouth is, lady, you're ON!"

Two and a half games in, that's Sarah 2, Gil 0, we somehow got on the subject of how Frankie had popped the question. "He ever tell you that story, Gil?" "Yeah, he gave me the condensed version, sounded like an old romance movie where he swept you up and..." "Swept me up!? Oh, no! No, no, no. That 'version' wasn't just condensed...it was a little confused too!" "So what's the true, 'not-so-Hollywood' story?"

"Well, Frank was no Clark Gable or Cary Grant or anything. Actually, he was closer to John Ritter in his clumsy "Three's Company" days." Gil knew what I was sayin' as we both laughed at the thought of his brother in that role. Becka, who sat at the other end of the table applying make-up to Fancy Francine's cheeks, laughed too, but only because we had. "The day started out like any other. It was beautiful out; the kind of day you just can't stay cooped up for. Frank called really early. He said he'd planned a picnic for us at the party grounds by the river...wanted to pick me up around 11:00. As he put it, 'I gotta spend such a special day with my special girl!' How could I say no to that?"

"He picked me up right on time, acting all giddy and strange. He opened the car door for me, somethin' he hadn't been in the habit of doin', right? I knew somethin' was goin' on right away!" "Yep, sounds pretty obvious to me. Frankie was never the overly chivalrous type." "At the party grounds, after several miles of small talk, he bounced around to open the door again and take my hand as I got out. I asked him if he was feelin' ok. He took some things from the back. 'Never better!', he said, with this mess-eatin' grin on his face. He spread a blanket on the grass and there was a picnic table about eight feet away." "That's so funny, Sarah. He was cooking up something for sure. Did he really think you wouldn't notice?"

"I know, right? Next he sat out a wicker basket full of fruits, berries...a tall bottle of champagne. I wasn't about to ask how he managed to get his hands on champagne, I just watched, amused as he whistled while he worked. I could tell he was very pleased with himself at that moment. He sat there, legs crossed, grinnin' ear to ear, 'Isn't it a marvelous day, Sar?' 'Yes it is. Very lovely, Frankie. Are you sure you're alright?' He didn't answer me. I had to say, 'I sure am thirsty...' 'Oh, I forgot...sorry, Hon!' He reached for the champagne and pulled an opener from his pocket. I could tell he'd never opened a bottle before, the way he fumbled with it, made that pretty obvious. He was trying so hard to be romantic for me. I was impressed by his efforts but, still had to stifle an urge to giggle. I loved him so very much!"

"After much ado, the cork popped free and the bubbly went everywhere. His bare legs, folded in front of him, were drenched and, don't laugh but, I found myself aroused by that, you know what I mean?" "If we weren't talking about my brother, I'd be getting aroused by that, please...." "Mommy, what's awoused?" "That's grownup talk for happy, honey." "Ooh, that one might come back to bite you!" "Uh huh, they usually do."

"Where was I? Oh, yeah! I started to laugh, with him I'd thought but, he looked at me with his 'kicked puppy' look. You know the one. He just sat there for a second before he reached for the glasses. He poured the champagne and sat the bottle down next to him. 'To beautiful days and beautiful moments, and to the many, many more that we may spend together!' A sweet thing to say and I was beginnin' to see where all this was headed. All of a sudden, I was ready to just turn up the bottle!"

"He took hold of my free hand an' said real serious-like, 'Sarah?', an' I says, 'Frank?', an' he says, 'There's somethin'...there's somethin'...ah, ah, ahhhh! There's somethin' bitin' the piss outta me!' He looked down an' ants were all over his legs where the bubbly had spilled. He jumped to his feet, swatting and slapping, 'Ow, ow...oh, ow....oh!' That was a Kodak moment, wish I'd had a camera!" "No, Frankie never mentioned any of this! Wonder why!?", Gil snorted and laughed, we both did. "OMG, the poor guy!" We continued laughing!

"An', an' they hadda move evwything to the table to get away fwom dem antses!", Becka exclaimed. "Daddy finawy weached inna basket and puhed out the wing...", she continued, "an he din't even open the box yet when Mommy just yelled out, 'Yes!', an' Daddy says, 'Yes, what?'....still laughing, she added, 'Mommy wolled her eyes and says, 'YES, Fwank!!' Becka was recounting the event as if she'd been there. As far as I know, she's never even heard the story. Gil and I sat there with our mouths hanging open, looking at her. "What, Mommy? It was so funny...I just know it!"

My eyes watered up. This was eerie and it frightened me. Gil reached out to place his hand over mine. "Sarah, I'm sure there's a good explanation for this. Frankie probably told her the story..." "Yeah, that must be it. But it feels like...like the soup is gettin' way too thick, Gil, way too..." Just then, we heard Donny's truck pull up outside. "Daddy!", Becka exclaimed as she ran for the door. "Donny!", Gil exclaimed, as he too rose to his feet. I just sat there, wondering if I was gonna like all the 'ingredients' that were going into what I could 'smell' cookin'.

(to be continued in Part 10)

•This is an original work of fiction and labor of love, written by me, Terry G. Nunley.

[hillnerd]

For the ship game: Gale + whoever your fave ship is for him atm pls?

ULTIMATE SHIP MEME! Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!

SO I really like Gale/Madge.

I loved the few hints of this we saw- the whole rich girl poor boy thing where he's wants to be proud and prove a point but she's just as much a rebel as he is- he just has trouble recognizing it.

I love the idea of an AU where she didn't die. I feel like her steady presence would have helped both Gale and Katniss a lot in book 3. General:

Rate the Ship -   Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? -in my AU forever

How quickly did/will they fall in love? -It took time for their relationship to grow- Gale is all in on rebellion and still loves Katniss- Madge is just trying to survive. But over time they are thrown together a lot- and they get to know one another and a healthy respect grows. He can be guilty of underestimating her, and she can be guilty of dismissing and being cold when he's gone too far - but he grows to enjoy her mind and how she thinks about things- her thoughtful perspective. She grows to see his passion isn't out of control- there is thought and perseverance there that deserves to be heard. Their love grows deeper every day, and it takes time before either recongnizes it. I think Madge knows it's there before Gale- for Gale he's so USED to thinking 'Katniss' that it takes a while for him to see she's no longer the person he's going to when he has things to discuss, she's no longer his partner in crime- Madge is- Madge has become the one he wants to see every day, and the one he wants to debate with- the girl whose passion and thoughts challenge him and raise him up.

How was their first kiss? -Passion, sweetness, beautiful

Wedding:

Who proposed? -Madge- Gale gets a case of the 'I'm not right for her or good enough for her's - so she pushes that through

Who is the best man/men? -Gale's brothers

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? -Katniss Delly Prim (bc in this AU prim lives too)

Who did the most planning? -Madge- Gale is like 'we can do it right in that corner with some papers' and Madge is like 'but a few flowers couldn't hurt, could they?' '... You want flowers don't you?' 'A bit yes. They're nice. And I'd like people there. That'd be nice...' Gale sits a moment then smiles through his brows 'yeah... that'd be nice.'

Who stressed the most? -Gale

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? -I can't see madge wanting any of the politicians there

Sex:

Who is on top? -they change it up, but Gale like 70% of the time. I can just see him liking looking down at her, her hair all wild around her head like a halo

Who is the one to instigate things? -Gale by just a smidge- he's very passionate

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? -they change it up, but tend towards the 15-20 minute mark

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? -they try to yes! Though I can see Gale liking to see Madge quivering and boneless- and he's competitive like that.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? 3

How many children will they adopt? not sure- they might well adopt some of the kids they have when they're off trying to improve the world

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? Madge bc of Gale's schedule

Who is the stricter parent? Gale- he makes them work for what they earn and contribute, and Madge is a bit more soft on that

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? Madge

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? Madge but Gale helps often enough

Who is the more loved parent? split

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? both

Who cried the most at graduation? Madge

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? -Gale- I feel like he's rather connected in the next 'regime'

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? -Madge

Who is the most picky in their food choice? Madge

Who does the grocery shopping? -Madge

How often do they bake desserts? -not that often

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? -meat- it makes Gale feel like they're safe if they can afford meat and so Madge makes sure they're not short on it

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? -Madge bringing out his fave foods - an indulgence Gale relishes

Who is more likely to suggest going out? -Gale- he likes when he can afford this and treat her

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? -Gale- but not by much at all.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? -Madge is more fiddly about the details like dusting and making beds- but Gale isn't sloppy- he has a lot of pride in what few things he has and keeps them well in order

Who is really against chores? -Madge is less inclined to like chores and wants to put them off more- and wants to keep the kids from doing them- but Gale is like 'chores are important!' and she can't truly disagree.

Who cleans up after the pets? -Madge- Gale doesn't much see the point of pets

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? -Madge

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? -Madge

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? -Madge

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? -Madge- I see Gale as being very prone to quick showers- he has stuff to do!

Who takes the dog out for a walk? I don't see a dog for them as they're too busy

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? -madge likes to decorate- nothing too much, but she does like it- and Gale never imagined he would have liked it as much as he does

What are their goals for the relationship? -

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? -Madge

Who plays the most pranks? -Gale- but he's not very inclined toward those

[queen-of-the-boos]

👀 ✏️ 🏳️‍🌈 🌙 for King Boo and (if you want to do two) Gin!! (I think that'd his name, it's the Crash Bandicoot guy that you're in an absolutely cute qp relationship with)

HEHE... I'll do both. Separately of course

(Also yes! That's his name ☆)

👀 Favorite scene/storyline with your f/o in canon? Or in your personal canon with them?

👑King👑

Sighs dreamily AGAIN ahaha

So...............you know the whole..........................rooftop final boss moment...............where he traps everyone at once.........gosh.................................

Somethin about watching his master plan fall into place and watching the wicked joy on his face...chills my heart to the core like a nighttime autumn wind 💜

I love seeing him like that

🚀Lovely Rocket Man🚀

PLEASE....YALL THIS QUESTION IS SO HARD FOR ME TO PICK JUST ONE.....

GOSH OK. I really like how in Warped (3rd game in his series!) The. The. IDK THE WAY HE SPEAKS. It's nice to see him not portrayed as just an assistant or a right hand man...and like that's the first time you really see his personality come through.

HE'S SNARKY AND MAKES ROBOT PUNS. I LOVE HIM.

I also feel like that was maybe the first time ppl started taking him seriously which is SUPER important to me because he's usually the butt of a joke.

(Mad that the remakes cut out one of his lines tho)

✏ What kind of hobby does your f/o have? Do you share a hobby?

👑King👑

YES. ok so my booloved likes to do a lot of things in his free time! Sports, racing...art collecting. Mhmhm~🎵

AH but yes! We do share a few! In particular we love entering the same races together and causing a little havoc on the tracks. No one really gives me trouble when he's around ♡

And!! He usually follows right behind me too♡

It's funny because...

🚀Lovely Rocket Man🚀

GUESS WHO ELSE LIKES TO RACE?! JDJDJWKDBDJDKDB

We go racing too!!! Its lots of fun and he always says so too 👉👈

Hm, yknow, I bet he and King would get along well in that aspect...

In terms of other hobbies, he sure has a lot!

For one, he's a wonderful musician and has his own stage show with a massive robot he built.

THATS ANOTHER. He's a roboticist and a weapons engineer! In his own words, he "has a degree in devious devices" ♡ Hes just!!! So smart and brilliant and talented and-

He also dances!!! Its really neat and hes rly good I wish he could teach me but I'm WAY TOO SHY AND AWKWARD

He cooks a little here and there too! And I got him into reading more lately.

🏳️‍🌈 Is your f/o LGBTQ+? (Either in canon or to you)

👑King👑

Yes we are your local Aros who confuse everyone we happen upon 3:)

🚀Lovely Rocket Man🚀

*squeaky toy noise*

I simply think he is Aro/Ace he gives off the vibes REALLY strongly. And I'm not the only one who thinks so!

🌙 What sleeping arrangements do you have with your f/o?

👑King👑

He doesn't really need to sleep, but he says he likes to because it means we get to snuggle up together and cuddle- oh my gosh he'd be so embarrassed if he heard me tell you that! Keep it under your hat, fellow ghost pal!

It's so nice to hold him close and listen to/watch the rain outside the big window in our room...

He likes to take me to magical places in my dreams...

🚀Lovely Rocket Man🚀

Ok so on nights when either of us are feeling just. The WORST. We will usually end up falling asleep together anywhere we plop down. It's super cozy and nice ;v;

I usually have to check in on him late at night and make sure he gets to sleep and doesn't stay up overworking himself. He usually asks me to stay and nap with him cause it helps him sleep better. Which makes me go 🥺♠️🖤♠️🖤

I like listening 2 him talk so sometimes he will read to me until I fall asleep...

#THANK YOU FOR THESE...CRIESSS #am excellent way to occupy my brain and it made me v happy n calm #lm3 spoilers

[girlwithwolftatoo]

What about.... embarrassed courtiers? Like, blushing and all? That'd be so cute! And also, what embarrasses them?

From the creators of “Thirsty Tuesdays”, face the dawn of… TENDER THURSDAYS! (pls someone stop me from this silly names)

Valerius:

*His blushing face is the CUTEST. As we could see on his lovely sprite, courtesy from the devs (P.S give us Valerius’s smiling you cowards, you owned us that).

*He get that blush from being embarrased by something they did/someone pointint it, but also if he suddenly feels a bit flustered or attracted to someone. 

*If you show up wearing a dress/suit he likes, or just do something tender towards him (giving him a hug, feed him a piece of cake, giving him an compliment) his face goes soft red immediately.

*And of course will divert his eyes and cough, pretending everything’s okay as always.

Valdemar:

*Some of their blushing is kinda cute, some of them are kinda creepy. It depends of the rest of their features.

*Half-closed eyes, owo smile and cute blushing? You can almost feel the human deep sleeping inside them. Narrowed eyes, disturbing smile and blushing? You better run, for we’re not sure what’s planning to do… to you.

*There’s not too many things can get them to blush, at least not from shame. But on the other hand they can go so into you that they blush just from the sight of you doing “nice” things, like helping them to put their tools on place, cleaning the tables, wearing that lovely plague suit…

*BUT if you caught them doing something and give them a propper nag, maybe they’ll get a bit nervous and try to remain calmed, but you can see there’s a light red on their cheeks and besides some babbling.

Vlastomil:

*He’s very used to get blushing. For everything. Both complains and compliment get him like that the whole time.

*But he also has this “special blushing” that’s more a pink than red color and appears when he’s, let’s say, mesmerized by something. Always comes with a soft, languid smile.

*The idea of being caught as he’s cuddling with his worms (not because he’s ashamed of it, but for it means someone saw him in a “vulnerable” act) or doing baby talk to the rest of the creatures he keeps at the estate gives him embarrasing nightmares.

*Bursts into laughing and moves his hands a lot, trying to find an excuse and pretending you’re mistaken him, but his act is less than convincing and finally gives up and accept the truth. 

Vulgora:

*Embarrased? Them? How dare you to think of that? They’re the boldest, the bravest, the…! (yup, they do… very often).

*Their soft side is the reason to be ashamed of, according to them. Being nice with Volta or you, secretly loving small pets, having this hobby of collecting flowers and put them to dry in old books before adding them to their collection… There’s a lot of fascinating secrets coming from them.

*And if you find out, they’ll wave fists on air and menace you with the worst punishments if you tell anyone about it… but they’re also reddened because of the yelling and the shame.

*You can simply go and point at whatever were doing and tell them you like it too. You can even say “oh right, I’ve seen this flower growing out the palace’s walls… did you picked it from there?” and slowly but surely they’ll stop being at defensive.

Volta:

*It’s not a secret she loves eating, but there’s more than just eating at the table, during lunch and dinner time… She eats the WHOLE TIME, which means some guards had caught her sliding into the kitchens, looking for something at 3 a.m

*Although she loves food, she’s an awful chef. The last thing she did sucessfully was to boil water, and almost lose everything for being distracted.

*So this two things are what get her into a deep shame, makes her cover her face into hands and run away, avoiding eye contact so nobody can see she’s crying.

*The only thing you can do for her at this moment is show support. Yes, it’s weird that someone eats three pieces of pie at 3 a.m, but she’s just hungry and you know it; and maybe she’s not good at cooking but you can help her to learn. She’ll be a good student and will show you her first fried egg with such happiness into her eyes you’ll melt.

#the arcana #the courtiers #pontifex vulgora #praetor vlastomil #quaestor valdemar #consul valerius #procurator volta #vlastomil #vulgora #valdemar #valerius #volta #headcanon #sfw

[shewhowantsmouseears]

Okay, SO, in these KH3 times, I have been lamenting the lack of focus on the mice in KH (which has never been the point of KH but I want a mice-centric game, darn it!) and basically wishing for fic of royal mice reuniting after being separated for a long time under uncertain circumstances. It wouldn't even need to be KH, it could be any universe (like The Scarlet!, that'd be amazing

I recently “finished” KH3 myself (well, watched LP, but it counts) and I share the same sentiments. MORE MICKEY IN MY LIFE

That said, this drabble is something I thought about after that GODDAMN ENDING WHICH DESTROYED US ALL so it’s enjoy this little extra punch to the gut. with cuddling. Spoilers!

Celebrations were being thrown longinto the night, all about the joyous return of the King, the Mage,and the Knight. It was late when Mickey attempted to retire to hisbedroom, although Donald tried to get him to go for another dance -Daisy thankfully yanked her boyfriend aside to give the mouse hisspace. Wearing a smile for everyone, Mickey waved goodbye to hispeople and went into the castle, heading for his room, and knowingwho would be there waiting for him.

Minnie was dressed in her nightgown,absently brushing her fur but really just killing time until hearrived. She lifted her head when the door opened, and they shared atired, knowing smile... that didn't stay long. And they both knewwhy.

For reasons beyond their control, this,too, would not last.

Mickey swallowed, suddenly finding itdifficult to speak. “Master Yen Sid... he sends his regards. Heknows you've made leaps and strides with your magic.”

“Did he already leave for his tower?”

“Mmm. Didn't even stick around forthe beach get-together with the kids. But, y'know, I don't think thatwould be his kind of party...” A mirthless chuckle. “Donald madethis sand-sculpture of himself... Isa and Axel, they had this fungame, we all got into it. And Namine made drawings for everyone, sheeven said she wanted one for us to have.”

Minnie knew Mickey was doing everythingin his power to avoid the inevitable. She rose up from her chair.“And Sora...?” Though she already knew the answer, she had toask.

Mickey turned his head away, handsclenched. “... We... We don't know. He got Kairi back, but he's...just... gone. Master Yen Sid is looking for him, I know it, but... wedon't have any clues or leads, or...” His voice choked, and he shuthis eyes, hoping to avoid tears.

Minnie silently came up to him, gentlytaking her hand in both of his. “You'll find him.” Her voice wassoft, almost inaudible. “I know you will.” Because that's whatMickey was really saying, wasn't he? That he wasn't home for good.

Mickey's hand squeezed hers. “Ithought it would be over. I thought... things would be okay. At leastfor a while. That I wouldn't have to leave you again.” He hadn'twanted to leave the first time, or the time after that, over andover, but the worlds needed him, and his own heart was far too kind.“But I can't help thinking about what happened to him, and where hecould be... why can't I stop myself? Why do I keep doing this toyou?”

“Mickey...” Minnie stroked his handin an attempt to soothe him, but it wouldn't work this time.

“What if I wind up like MasterXehanort?” There it was, the final fear underneath it all. “Inthe beginning, he wanted to protect people from the darkness... butthen it consumed him... he wound up hurting so many people in his ownattempt to save them! He couldn't see what he was doing anymore! Whatif I wind up going down that same path, because I can't stop wantingto help everyone?” The questions piled up on top of each other ashe babbled on, near hysterics. “I should be happy here! I shouldwant to be with you and with my friends! I should-”

One thing Mickey had sorely missed fromhome was Minnie's kisses, so getting one after all these yearspromptly shut him up.

Minnie held it for the longest fiveseconds of their life before pulling away, and she couldn't help butsmile seeing his wide eyes and flushed cheeks. Despite all theiryears of wedded bliss, she still had the ability to stupefy him. Inthis moment she could see him as the young man he used to be, beforelosing Aqua, Terra and Ventus, before his tutelage under Master YenSid, before even knowing what a Keyblade was – the kind, shy boyshe fell hopelessly in love with.

“You know...” Minnie began, hervoice stronger now, more confident. “There's still a lot of thestory I don't understand. But if you ask me, I don't think you'llever turn out like that man.” Mickey opened his mouth, and Minnieput a finger to his lips. “And yes, before you ask, I'm sure.Master Xehanort's intentions may have been good at the start... buthe was bound to twist them because of one big difference between thetwo of you.”

Mickey blinked at the finger on hismouth, waiting for permission to ask.

Minnie answered for him. “He didn'trely on his friends. He did his way, without asking for help orlistening to those around him. And Mickey... you make friendswherever you go. You know when to admit you're wrong, and you knowwhen you need someone to lend a hand. True, sometimes you go inhead-first, and do some very silly things...”

“... You ain't ever gunna let meforget about that incident at Master Yen Sid's tower, are you.”

“You did nearly drown because youwanted to try on a hat.”

“It was a magic hat.” It wasno defense, but Mickey was finding his smile again – his realsmile, not the fake one plastered for the sake of his people. Minniealways did find a way to his truth.

“Nevertheless,” Minnie poked hisnose, “You will always find your way back to me. And no matterwhat, I'll always be here for you.” She then tucked herself niceand neatly into his arms, and he held her tightly, wishing he neverhad to let her go.

Mickey sighed quietly, resting his chinupon Minnie's shoulder. “I don't deserve you.”

“I'll be the judge of that.” Ofcourse she wanted him to stay. Of course she wanted him to let thehumans handle their own problems for once. She loathed herself forsuch a selfish thought, but if Mickey's journeys had thought themanything, it was that all beings had light and darkness inside ofthem. Jealousy, anger, and sadness were as normal as love, happiness,and kindness. If Mickey didn't want to reach out his hand to helpthose who needed it, why, he wouldn't be the man Minnie loved.

They didn't speak of much else for therest of the night, content with holding one another, remembering howthey felt, the smell of each other, the sounds of their softbreathing. One day, Mickey would leave again.

But not tonight. Tonight, this worldexisted only between a husband and his wife.

#fanfic #kingdom hearts 3 #mickey mouse #minnie mouse #thebigpalooka

[vegathelich]

4 the ask game definitely fren shaped. would hug. would perhaps even cuddle if that was something you also wanted.

#tysm friend #yes we could cuddle that'd be nice

[crazedhopelessromantic]

Oh god, it's a holiday

Josiah x Kristen (pre-dating). Ft. @kissthe-gogoat, as Teresa.

CW: Cursing No summary because I don't know how to do those. Read if you want, ig

Pt. 1

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The hum of cars, honking and, muffled yelling from enraged drivers. Those sounds filled the air as Teresa and Kristen waited in traffic amongst The noise. The sun was barely above the buildings that towered over the roads, blanketing most areas in shadow. The sky was beginning to overcast. The news said there would be a high chance of snow as the day progressed.

"God... " The one with dyed hair groaned. "I hope we aren't too late. "

"Yeah. " Teresa commented. Leaf was barely able to roll the car forward about an inch. "I mean, we could just go back home. Cuddle with the cats all day. "

Kristen laughed. "That'd be lovely. " Currently, Kristen was texting their few work friends about the situation.

Damian was nice enough to tell Jackson, their supervisor, that the two would be arriving late. Gavin didn't reply because he had a meeting that morning, but the receipts showed that he had read their notice. Josiah wasn't in their group chat, so he was in the dark about the situation. But that wasn't stopping him from blowing Kristen's phone up with worried messages asking why it wasn't at work yet and other things along those lines.

Kristen didn't reply or read more than what the notification preview showed. Josiah was a bitch earlier, and Kristen wasn't shy from giving any type of consequence. Someone has to. Was it cruel of them to ignore their work husband? Maybe.

Eventually, the jam started to lighten up. The tan vehicle swam with the other cars, trying to get to their building as soon as possible.

"Oh! You may need to hang out somewhere else for tonight. " Teresa communicated.

The dark academician looked up and turned to its boho counterpart. "Hm? " it tilted its head, its hair flopped to the side with the new slanted position. Teresa turned onto the street where their building was.

"I'm hosting a DnD session for Gavin's group tonight! " doe exclaimed. "I had a cool idea for a campaign, and after talking to him bout it, he's letting me try it with his group. " The northeastern wiggled in their seat with a big smile.

"Oh, for real? Nice." Kristen clapped for them. "I was planning on doing something with Josiah later anyway. " "Oh? Like a date? " Teresa teased. "... Maybe. I haven't asked him if he was free to hang out yet. But he hasn't said no to me yet. " Could they have asked Josiah out over text? Yes. Were they? No.

Snow began to fall as they hauled into their parking spot.

Teresa turned off the vehicle and reattached leafs keys to leafs lanyard while getting out. Kristen threaded its arms through the straps of its black bag after exiting the car.

The masc opened the front door, letting their friend walk through first before stepping inside themselves. The lobby was decorated with cutout paper hearts, pink and red decals were stuck to the receptionist's desks. Annette was feeling into the festivities that surrounded the day. Her tie was pink and she had cute lacey heart-shaped earrings on. With no time to stay and chat, Kristen simply waved to the receptionists then headed to the elevators. Teresa pressed the button. With the sickly catchy music playing, the doors closed, and the elevator began to rise. The two walked out of the open gates. Kristen peeked their head around the corner before stepping into the hallway. They didn't see Josiah, but they did see Damian talking to a co-worker. Teresa walked into the office and went straight to their cubical. For a nap.

"Good morning, Mr. Jackson. " Kristen said while standing in the doorway of his cubical.

"Glad you could finally make it, Kristen. " The supervisor said as he turned in his chair to look at the young adult. "Since you're here. Go handle a ticket in HR. " He stated. "Jamie said their computer wasn't working correctly up there or something. "

"HR? Do I have to? " Kristen asked while rubbing their thumb against the side of their pointer finger.

"Yes. " The older man said with a sigh.

"Alright. " Kristen started to turn around, but the 180 turned into a 360 as they looked back at Jackson. "Oh, if Josiah comes up here looking for me, can you lie to him about where I'm going? "

"...Why? " He asked.

They paused. "Honestly, I just don't want to talk to deal with him right now.

"I'm not his supervisor. " Jackson stated, it was a professional way of saying 'I don't have to tell him shit.' The younger employee sighed with relief.

"Thank you. " Kristen walked back out of the office and headed up to HR.

An ache formed in their stomach the higher the elevator rose. The IT worker stared at one of the corners in the elevator, almost expectantly. Once the doors opened, they quickly stepped out of the elevator and raced down the hallway into the offices. The hallway seemed shorter than the last time they were here. Maybe that was a dream. There weren't any strange doors or multiple turns; it looked like any other floor. Still, Kristen was nervous about being up here again. They peeked over their shoulder often while looking for Jamies cubical. After finding it empty, Kristen looked around before a short woman approached.

"Hey, Kristen." She said while walking over. "Thank you for helping me with this. "

"No problem. So, what's wrong? "

Jamie shrugged. "It just won't turn on. I've tried unplugging everything, and as you can see, that didn't work. "

"Do you know if it's just your computer that isn't working? "

The woman shook her head. "No, I talked to a few of my co-workers. But, they said their computers are working fine. " She said. "I have no idea what's wrong with it. It was working fine a few hours ago. " "Did anyone come up here that could have done something? Like when you were away from your desk or something? "Kristen asked with suspicion in its voice as it got on its knees in front of the system. It pulled the machine from under the desk and took a look at the back of it. Kristen instantly spotted something weird. "This always been here? " Kristen asked after pulling out a small USB from the back of the slim appliance.

"... No. I must have missed that earlier. "

Kristen examined the small, black gizmo. It moved the machine back into place before reaching up and pushing around the mouse, causing the screen to light up. The IT stood and moved out of the way so Jamie could enter the password. Kristen drove the pointer across the screen and opened the settings to check if anything new was present. It held its breath while scanning the list of everything recently downloaded. The mouse loomed over something unfamiliar, something that didn't belong. It had a simple name: :).

"Yeah, looks like you got a virus... " Kristen stated with a heavy sigh. It clicked on the folder before looking back at the woman biting her lip nervously. "I'll see what I can do with this. It might take a while. "

Jamie nodded and then left, leaving Kristen to fuck around with her workstation.

After a few hours of tinkering with Jamie's computer and successfully removing the virus, the IT worker made its way back to its floor. It checked in with its friends before going to their cubical.

Damian was free to chat for a moment; he warned them about a nuisance (Josiah) being at their cubical. Teresa was awake from their nap now, but they were busy doing marketing work, so was Gavin. It's better not to disrupt people when they're in the zone. However, that didn't prevent Kristen from leaving a small bag of potato chips at their roommate's desk before moving to the other side of the office to their own cube.

Kristen stared at the man sitting in their chair. His legs were spread, PSVita in hand. He didn't notice them leaning against the cubical wall until Kristen pushed him with their boot.

The man looked up, an expression of annoyance turned happier after seeing Kristen. "Hey. " Josiah greeted. "Where've you been? "

"Had to help someone with their computer. It took forever. " It explained.

"Mhm. " Josiah eyed them.

"What? "

He shrugged. "Nothin'. "

Kristen rolled their eyes. "Anyway. Are you doing anything later? " They asked while tapping their fingers against the wall.

The hat-wearer smirked slightly. "Why? Wanna hang out? "

"Yeah. " It confirmed. " Teresa is hosting a DnD session at our apartment, so I'm being exiled until they're done. " The moved inside the cubical, leaning against the desk. "There is a cafe I've wanted to check out for a while if you're interested. " "Alright. " Josiah said while standing up, giving Kristen their chair back. "After work? " He asked while holding up his fist.

"After work. " Kristen bumped his fist with theirs before sitting down in the office chair. Josiah left to go do Josiah things.

#mossys writing #.... :stands: this isnt that good but. I want to write a date fic and show you guys a bit of their in office dynamic so #yeah #work buddies #kristen k #what's a plot?? we dont have thoes here #uh. i need to not be a pussy about this. so #posting with fear. enjoy if you want #next part is being written rn..... so.............. :)

[daddies-stan-blog]

Okay so, I was thinkin' a Robert/MC request. And it sort of touches down on something more emotionally touching? Him opening up about his feelings and the MC knows its hard for him to do. Maybe toss in some sweet cuddles if ya need but yeah. That'd be totally neato.

This was a pretty tough one, I couldn’t think of anything that’ll get the emotionally touching feeling on so I’ve decided to make a little jealous robert thing if you don’t mind. Hopefully you all like it!

I won’t say (I’mjealous)Robert Small X MC Daddy              

Robert said heneeded to work on emotional things first before committing into any romanticrelationship, which I really respect and I am more than willing to wait till he’sready. He’s been going through a lot and I know that as a father you’d want focuson family matters first. His relationship with Val has definitely improvedthese past few months. Also, no more daily dose of whiskey shots at Jim and Kim’s.I’m really proud of all the progress he’s made. And as promised, I remained byhis side as a friend.

“I like you, I like you a lot.” He said as he held my hand, we weresitting our tree by the backyard watching guests leave the party we held forAmanda.

Those words are allI could hold on at the moment. And if loving him means holding on to thosewords for as long as I can, hold on I will.

We continued ourlittle ghost and cyptid hunting from time to time, but for most days we’dsettle for the cinema (no more fighting teens who were enjoying the movie.),pizzas, or just staying at home with Betsy and Amanda watching History channel.Honestly, I was happy that I got to spend more quality time with Robert and slowlyI can feel him opening up to me, not always having his guard up. It’s going totake a little more work, but hey there’s progress. I looked at him all cuddledup in his sweater with Betsy right beside him on my couch. (here, this fanartis awesome I love it) I scoot beside him and Amanda settled on the floor whiledoing her homework on the coffee table once commercials came up. Robert handsme the popcorn, I smile. If only he knew how happy I was, not because of thepopcorn but with how things are. I enjoyed his company.

I remember seeingRobert at the Coffee spoon for the first time while we were helping Mat out innaming his awesome banana bread. I think I’d be great to just hang out at thecoffee spoon today, I’m pretty sure there would be an open mic again tonight. It’dbe nice to finally take Robert there.

“hey Robert, wantto hang by the coffee spoon today? I heard Mat is having an open mic eventtonight!”

“sureeeeee soundscool. Pick ya up later at 6pm, don’t make me honk.”

“yes sir”

We get to thecoffee spoon right on time, people started crowding the place and with Mat’shelp we managed to get pretty decent seats. Mat hangs out with us for a bitsitting by our table. “How’s the record I bought you the other day?” Mat asks.The other day we went out and I got the best recommendations from Mat, I meanwho knew your favorite ice cream flavor would give him any hints on whatrecords were up your alley? “Oh dude! Those were the best, had them on myrecord player these past few days. Amanda has been converted as well.” Ianswered “OH HEY, I forgot to tell you, PUP is playing!” “What? You could havetold me I mean I could have worn the merch you gave me.” I looked at Robert whowas oddly quiet and was just sipping his coffee, He might feel a little leftout. “I finally decided to bring Robert along.” I tell Mat as I pointed towardsRobert, who waved his hand a bit. “It’s great you’re here! He’s (pointing atMC) actually been talking about you lately, a little worried if you’d enjoygatherings like this. Finally, he brought you out here.” Mat laughs a bit.Really Mat? Are you spilling all the beans here about how much I’ve talkedabout bringing Robert here? I eyed at Mat, who luckily took the hint. “Opps,Uh- hey I need to fix things up back stage. Hope you enjoy the show. Especiallyyou Robert.” He pats Robert’s back as he left. ‘Good luck’ Mat mouths at mebehind Robert. I blushed a bit and turned to Robert who was looking at me.Busted.  “You come here often huh?”Robert asks. I nod. “It’s pretty cool, I take Amanda and her friends here fromtime to time.” “Oh, okay.” He takes sip again and finally the opening act comeson stage. I couldn’t really focus on the performance, it was good of course,but something about Robert bothers me today. Is he okay? A couple of songs laterI checked on Robert again. “Are you okay?” I asked him as he faced me. “Huh? YeahI’m good.” He turns around ending the conversation there. “You sure? We couldleave if you want” I pushed him. “I’m fine. Hey, I just gotta powder my nose. Andby that I mean pee.” He reassures. I pointed the bathroom behind him. “Thanks,stay put.” He said as he leaves. As soon as Robert left, Mat makes his way backto the table. “Everything good here?” He came in to check how things weregoing. “Mat, I’m scared. He’s a little off today.” I said honestly. “You thinkhe’s not into it?” He asks. No, It’s something else I’m pretty sure. “I don’tthink it’s that.” I’m sad, he’s a little tricky to understand; the last thing I’dwant to do is make Robert uncomfortable or mad. Mat looks at me, I’m sure I’vebeen giving off a really worried/sad vibe “Hey, I’m sure your boyfriend won’tdump you anytime soon. Now stop worrying, last thing I want to see is someonecrying in here.” He jokes a bit to lighten up the mood. “We’re not togetherMat. Hahaha. God, how many times do I have to tell you that we’re just friends.He needs his time.” I laughed a bit too. I looked behind Mat and I didn’tnotice Robert was already back. “Oh hey man, sorry- just had to ask how… A-Amandawas doing.” Mat makes a lame excuse and leaves the table. “Enjoy the nightguys.” He waves good bye to the both of us. He looks twice as pissed/sad now.Holy shit, he didn’t hear everything right?

After thinking of astrategy of how to make things better again I finally decided to leave theCoffee spoon (as much as I would love to stay, Robert was completely not okay.)“I think I’m good for tonight, let’s head out?” I smiled at Robert who actuallyseemed relieved to be leaving the place. I waved good bye at Mat who againmouthed ‘good luck’ again. “Hmmm, what do you think we should do next? The nightis still young.” I said as we got in the car. “I think I’m ready to call it aday.” He says. Now something was obviously wrong. I tried not to breakdownthere, instead I tried my best to keep shit together. “Yeah, we could chill byyour place! I heard Finding bigfoot has a new season coming up.” I persisted tonot end things like this. He remains silent for a while as if he’scontemplating on my offer. “Yeah, sure.” He replied. Fuck, I’m so relieved. Hegot to his place and Robert was really quiet. He just instantly sat down bysofa and turned on the TV, as if I wasn’t really here. (He didn’t even signaledme to sit beside him). “Are you mad at me?” I said frankly, I couldn’t standit. I was just standing there. “No. I’m not.” He answered with eyes just fixedon the TV. He’s mad, he can’t even look at me. I just stand there silent. Finally,he looks over to me “Come on, sit down already-… are you crying?” He stands upnow, making his way towards me. “Hey hey hey, I’m not mad.” We comforted mewhile wiping the tears off my eyes. He hugs me now, as if to tell me ‘I meanit, I’m not mad. How could ever be mad at you?’ “But you’ve been quiet and youdidn’t seem like you were having fun and I don’t know what I did wrong. I am sosorry, I think I’ve been so ignorant and- and” He just hugs me tighter.

We make our way tothe couch now. “Then what’s wrong?” I asked him sincerely. “It’s nothing,overthinking at the coffee spoon maybe, but hey I’m all good now.” “Robert…” Iliterally begged him to start talking. “You don’t deserve me…” He mumbled abit. “I mean don’t you think I’d be easier for you to be with someone who canrecommend you records all night long? You don’t deserve some guy who goes whittlingand cryptid hunting till 3 in the morning.” He tried to joke a bit. I holdRobert’s face, looking at how worried and insecure he was. “You know that’s nothow it is right?” said reassuringly. I hugged him this time he rests his headon my shoulder (This seems familiar, like hasn’t this happened already?). “Whyare you like this?” he sounds like he’s completely confused and expecting me toleave as soon as I have the chance. “Why?” I kissed him on the lips. “I loveyou is why.” He looks at me with what I believe is tears on his eyes. “There’sno need to rush on deciding whether you want acknowledge my feelings and committo me, I am more than willing to wait okay? Whatever you do, I’ll always behere.” I reassure him. He continues hugging me tighter.

“I love you”

Did he actually say“love” and not “like”? I’m shocked by the gesture and had nothing to say. Thattook me by surprise to be honest. I hugged him tighter, and crying as well.

“I know I said I’dget my act together first, but I couldn’t help feeling jealous. I know you didn’tmean to make me feel this way, but I can’t help it. Especially after today,when I realized you’ve got a pretty good relationship with the other Dads too –which was perfectly normal but then again I got jealous. I just want you tostay with me, I’m so selfish but I really need you. Sleeping, waking up, and facingevery day is just a lot easier because of you. I’ve become so dependent and I’mso scared that one day you’ll just leave. I am a pain in the ass and with that:I’ve fucked up relationships in the past. I’m just really scared that I’ll fuckup again… I even made you cry today to make things worse. I” It takes him awhile to get everything out, trying his best to breathe normally and sayeverything clearly.

I want to protectthis man at all costs. Who would have thought for a cool rugged man like him? “Ilove you” I say again and again as I continuously kiss him. He holds my handwhich was on his face. “I get it, you can stop now.” He giggles a bit andblushes. “So I’m just gonna pop the question here, you’ll stay with me right?”He holds my hand tighter, I can feel him shaking a little. He’s scared. “Ofcourse.” “And not leave me to rot, ever?” He adds. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” Hehugs me tight again. Today was an emotional roller coaster; we ended the daywith the both of us cuddling on the sofa, hands intertwined.

#dream daddy #ddadds #dream daddy: a dad dating simulator #dream daddy fanfiction #dream daddy fanfic #robert small #mat sella #fluff #romance #emotional #huhuu #i tried guys