#[look when they're bein cute

[boxwinebaddie]

this selena cover is the cd song ever of all time jysk :*

[educatedsimps]

— "ctrl+C, ctrl+V" sakusa kiyoomi

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sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

a/n: saw a fanart of chibi sakusa and this came to mind so i just had to write this out to get it out of my head 🫠 sorry if my writing's not perfect i wrote this in like an hour HAHAHDHDJSJSHD

cw: FLUFF, parenting au, atsumu being annoying

wc: 586

Kiyoomi had always expressed how much he wanted your kids to have your features - from your hair, your eyes, your smile, your laugh, he wanted them to inherit everything about you. He essentially wanted his kids to be mini clones of you, the person he loved and admired the most in the world.

However, when your first child was born, it was pretty clear that she'd take after her father. Immediately, you noticed birth marks at almost the exact same spot as her father, and as she grew older, her hair started to curl at the ends just like her father's. Unsurprisingly, they had similar personalities too. She was probably the most educated six year old when it came to personal and public hygiene.

And when Reina's little brother was born, you swore they could be twins. That is, if you ignored the eight year age gap between them. Akimitsu, like his sister, took after Kiyoomi. He had the same dark curly hair and sharp eyes as his father, but one difference between him and his sister was that he had a much more outgoing personality. Even at six months old, he was already smiling, laughing, pointing and waving at everyone he passes by.

Today was no different. Strapped to his father's chest, Akimitsu was excitedly pointing towards his older sister practising volleyball in front of him and babbling incoherently. Next to him, the one and only Miya Atsumu was seated on the bench watching his twin boys practice their volleyball skills with Reina. You watched as your husband fished out a pack of tissues and wiped away the drool on his baby's chin.

"Dude, what's up with your sets today? Even Reina can't spike your shit sets and she's a better spiker than me!" Ryūjin exclaimed, pointing accusingly at his brother.

"Shut yer trap, Ryū! Yer just jealous 'cause my sets are still better than yours!" Ryōta retorted. Turning to his friend, he apologised, "Sorry, Reina, I'll work on my sets."

Reina scrunched her face in slight annoyance but acknowledged her friend.

"Y'know, Omi-kun, yer daughter somehow looks even more like you when she does that," Atsumu chortled.

Confused, Kiyoomi looked up at the blonde setter. "Does what?"

"THAT!" Atsumu screeched, pointing at Kiyoomi's face, which was, of course, scrunched up like his daughter's. Kiyoomi hurriedly covered his son's ears at the sheer volume of Atsumu's outburst.

"Will ya keep it down? My kid's gonna go deaf at this rate," Kiyoomi huffed, glaring at Atsumu. The latter sheepishly apologised.

"But for real though, your kids are basically your clones," Atsumu continued, "Guess ya don't have to worry about 'em not bein' yours, right?"

That earned him a hard slap on the back of his head by both you and Kiyoomi.

"THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" Atsumu cried, rubbing the back of his head to relieve the pain.

"Excuse me, sir, what are you insinuating?" You spouted, glaring at him. For all the years you had known him — since high school, to be exact —Atsumu had never failed to come up with the most insensitive lines.

"I'm just sayin'! It's cute that yer kids look so much like you!" Atsumu sulked.

"No shit they're mine, baka," Kiyoomi grumbled, the annoyed scrunch once again making an appearance on his face.

Hearing a fit of giggles, you all turned to Akimitsu who was pointing at Atsumu with a gummy smile on his face.

"Ba...Baka!"

The six month old happily clapped and cheered as Atsumu was left dumbfounded.

a/n: sakusa’s children would 100% inherit his curly hair YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE like it’s literally so cute. they’d have the same scrunched face when they’re annoyed AND IT'S FREAKING ADORABLE anyway i titled this one ctrl C ctrl V for obvious reasons HAHA

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[nanamiluvs]

jealousy !

pairing : nanami kento x reader

rating : mature

wc : 800

warnings : jealousy, reader is afab but no gender mentioned, reader trying to make nanami jealous, gojo is reader's accomplice, the mature content is very brief, overstimulation, fingerfucking, kind of dirty talk, nanami is a sweetheart nonetheless ♡

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nanami who doesn't get jealous when you blatantly flirt with a certain white haired friend acquaintance of his. nanami who totally doesn't get his revenge.

nanami who doesn't get jealous.

nanami who finds it cute when you try to make him so, a smile on his lips as he watches you. why would he feel jealous? the man is in love with you and he knows you feel the same way. the trust he has in you has no limit.

nanami who knows it's one of your attempts at making him jealous when you giggle at another one of gojo's jokes. nanami thinks they're miserable, he has heard better punchlines from 5 year olds.

nanami who doesn't mind you at all, flirting with his friend right under his nose. he thinks it's adorable, the way you think you can fool him.

nanami who, despite that, shifts in his seat when gojo leans in closer to you with a smirk on his face. he's not...jealous, he simply thinks that gojo doesn't need to look at you like that.

nanami who spends the rest of the evening in silence, jaw clenching as your chatter with gojo fills the table. gojo's telling you about, uhh, one of his made-up stories? nanami's not really sure. he only knows that you've been grinning all night. he doesn't have a problem with that, seeing your smile brightens his day. just not when the source of that curvature of your lips is the man named gojo satoru.

nanami who knows this was probably a plan you made beforehand which gojo was happy to oblige in, yet the way he casually acted his part made nanami frown with displeasure.

nanami who excuses himself to the bathroom, leaving you two alone. you sigh, lost and defeated. "i think he just...doesn't get jealous, man. i just spent a whole night in vain." to which gojo smirks in response, taking his sunglasses off and getting closer to whisper in your ear, "trust me, if i know nanamin, he's gonna murder me."

nanami who witnesses the sight of you giggling with gojo's face oh-so-close to yours from afar.

nanami who clenches his jaw, yet sits back down.

nanami who thinks it's time to leave as he sets his share of the bill down on the table, getting up from his chair. he places a hand on your shoulder for a moment, the touch fleeting as he pulls his hand back. his brown eyes are staring down at you, his gaze piercing. you smile at nanami and get up, winking at gojo who just smiles back, having done his work.

nanami who spills no words as he drives the car. he's going at his usual speed despite the childish anger brewing in him, eyes fixated on the road ahead. you smile sheepishly, you also knew that nanami was aware it was all an act.

nanami who pushes you against the closed door as soon as you get in the house, his lips smashing against yours with fervor and frustration. "was it fun, my love?" he says, his hand coming up to grab the back of your hand to guide you into his kisses. his eyes bore into yours, demanding a response.

nanami who takes your clothes off, the pieces of fabric long forgotten on the floor. "or do you really want that sad excuse of a man to touch you like this?" he asks as he pulls you into his lap, your back flush with his chest. his teeth bite into the exposed skin on the area between your neck and shoulder, sucking.

nanami who kisses you when you part your lips to answer, his other hand holding your jaw possessively. he pulls you in closer by the small of your waist, leading your bodies into the bedroom. "was it fun, begging for my attention?"

nanami who bullies his thick fingers into your cunt, ruthless with the pace he set. "why aren't you talking, darling?" he whispers as his fingers draw out yet another orgasm from your shaking body. "here i was, thinking you were being quite chatty today. are you worn out already?"

nanami who makes you whine from overstimulation before even sliding inside you. his words mock you and your desperate attempt of an evening, telling you how cute you were for such an idea.

nanami who can't deny you were successful.

nanami who manhandles you onto your back on the bed, lips on yours as he positions himself with your entrance. his dick twitches with anticipation, a need to pound into you. "cat got your tongue?" he says, your state of daze endearing in his eyes. "not that confident now?"

nanami who pushes himself into your wet cunt with a quiet grunt escaping his lips. he presses his featherlight kisses on your neck, feeling your pulse beneath his lips.

nanami who forgets how he was supposed to take his anger out on you, his adoration weighing heavier.

nanami who wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest as he whispers into your ear, his tone so in love. "why should i feel jealous, my love?" he kisses your temple, "you know i am as yours as you are mine."

nanami who gets a little bit jealous sometimes.

reqs are open!

[hwathinker]

"we don't have to do it here.."

pairing ; idol! boyfriend!hongjoong x non idol! fem!reader warnings ; this is def smut(mdni), humping, public sex (studio), y/n is bein mad clingy <3, y/n is being called noona by the members (you're 25!) wn ; these pics of joong came across my pint and i've been thinking abt it the whole day omg // lmk if there's any errors or something i forgot to put in the warnings!:)

sunday, 1:44pm

"joongie, i don't think you're paying attention to your bunny!" you whined. "sorry love, something was up- yunho! fix the timing please, you're not supposed to sing it like that." hongjoong was in between talking to you and working his ass off. well, not exactly talking.. but he's trying his best to pay attention to you, wearing a cute lingery, and a.. mito headband he got from somewhere in the company? it left him speechless and hard when he picked up your facetime. but still, he can't be talking right now since its his working hours. "joongie! take your eyes off of them for a while and talk to me.." you yelled through the phone, making hongjoong switch his gaze back to you again. he loves it when you're teasing him, but not at this time..

"sweetheart, please i'm in the middle of work right now. can't we continue our business later when i come home?" hongjoong talked as if he's not looking at your visible boobs prettily sitting in the small lingery. "stop licking your lips while watching my body if you don't want me to annoy you joongie.." you said, bringing the phone up close to your face as you pouts. hongjoong just laughed, leaning to his chair. "well, if you're that bored in the apartment you can go here and chill with me." he said. you quickly got up, "really?! you're letting me watch you work now?" you said excitedly. hongjoong smiled, watching you quickly get off your lingery and pick your clothes. honestly the best decision ever. really.

sunday, 2:36pm

"noona! you're here? i haven't seen you in long!" wooyoung's voice was loud enough for hongjoong to hear in the recording room along with yunho and mingi sitting at the sofa waiting for him to fix something. "aren't you going to run to your girlfriend outside?" yunho asked, playing his phone as he teasingly smile. "she'll know where i am, its alright." hongjoong said. he was too focused in his job that he can't get up from his seat to welcome you. you, on the other hand, brought some kimbap with tteokbokki on your way here before taking a cab. "where is joongie? i need to see him!" you asked seonghwa, who's eyes was glued to the food inside the paper bag. "oh, he's in the recording room. i think he's rehearsing with yunho." he said. you nodded and thanked him as you ran to the recording room.

as you open the door, you greeted with happiness. "joongie! i'm here, watcha doing?" you excitedly hop to him, finally seeing your boyfriend up close since this morning. "hahah, joongie? aww joongie..!" the boys at the back mocked, giggling to themselves. you were fine that they're making fun of his nickname. but its about hongjoong right now. and he doesn't like it. "babe, please don't use that name.. you hear them laughing about it at the back right?" hongjoong said, giving you a hug. you sat on a chair beside him, putting the paper bag on your lap. "so you're not gonna be my boyfriend today?" you pouts, looking down to the food. "no, no honey. i love the nickname but its just that the boys.." hongjoong push his chair to get closer to you, holding both of your shoulders. you look up to him, smiling widely. "by the way joongie, i got you and your friends some foods." you quickly grab the tteokbokki and kimbap that was wrapped in a foil out, putting it on the table. "did you walk on your way here?" hongjoong asked. "no, i took a cab after i bought these."

you and hongjoong along with the others ate together, laughing and joking around while enjoying each others presence. its been so long since you had times like this with them. "by the way hongjoong, why don't you get y/n noona to record with us? you know, get the hidden vocals in our songs!" wooyoung said, pointing at you. when woo said that, you quickly bat your eye on joong, looking at him almost choking on his food. "okay, i get that you want to spend more time with your noona and it would be cool if she has a part in the hidden vocals but wouldn't our producer notice that we have a random girl's voice?" he said. they all then looked at wooyoung making him shrug his shoulder and a furrowed eyebrows. "what?"

you all finished eating an hour ago, you're now watching them working with their vocals and repeating a specific part whenever it doesn't sound like how they want it. "pleaaaseee joongie, let me have my part in the song" you begged, pulling on his shirt. hongjoong simply didn't let you do so, replying your beggings with "nope" "nah" "y/n i said no". then you gave up, slamming your body to the chair. hongjoong then turned to you, hands placed under his cheek as he leans in his palm. "why won't you understand that you can't be in our song? that's like.. adding a non member.. you know." he didn't know how to explain but he hoped you'd understand instead. you fold your arms together, eyes glued to the recording room watching jongho throw a thumbs up to you and you simply just nod with a smile. "honey, its not that i don't want to okay?" hongjoong swoops closer to you, trying to unfold your arms and hold your hand. you were quick to push his hand away, glaring at him. "okay, won't bother you then. might as well take back about putting you in the song-" "sorry." you were already in front of his face when he turned to you again, leaving him surprised by the sudden act. "don't do that man!"

you ended up doing the hidden vocals, singing it a hongjoong asked you to as its already been written in the lyric paper. "yeah noona that's what i'm talking about!" mingi said from the other room hongjoong was in. you smiled at them when you finished one part. "you're lucky i don't bite when it comes to my girlfriend." hongjoong said when he saw you smiling to the others, rewinding your part back and doing something with it before asking you to record again. "joongie when are we starting again?" you asked through the mic in front of you while looking at him. "in a second, love." he said. "ew, we should leave." seonghwa said, pointing to the exit. "yea its mad cringe in here. sorry noona!" they all laughed and left. you walk out of the recording room and sat next to hongjoong, sighing while putting your head on the table, watching him working on the computer. then, you got a notification from yunho.

yuyu :p ; we'll get some drinks at the cafe down here. be back within an hour!

"an hour?! is this really normal or are they escaping from us?" you said, annoyed. hongjoong laughed, turning to you. "they spend their time laughing and relaxing. its normal." he said, leaning to the chair. he scan your whole outfit. you wore a white long sleeved top with little flowers, mini jean skirt along with a cute white thigh high with bows on each side and a coat hanging on the chair. hongjoong likes it when you wear something revealing. especially when you're out here, alone. hongjoong pulled your chair by the side, caging you in between. you looked up at him, holding your phone close to your chest. his oversized sweater made his chest visible and you didn't waste a second to peek at it. "look at me, pretty girl." he lifted your face by your chin as he gets closer to kiss you. your lips moved in sync, tongue playing fights against each other to who's going inside each other's mouth first. the taste of strawberry you had turns him on, your sweet perfume lingers in his mind. while you, enjoying his soft lips and his hands going down to your waist.

"joongie.." you softly said, stopping his hand from going further down to your skirt. "we don't have to do it here." you said. hongjoong sighed and grabbed you by your waists, basically carrying you to his lap as you folded your legs. "haha, i thought you weren't so into this earlier." you teased. his hand going up and down on your back and the other tucking your hair behind your ear before joining the other as he stared into your eyes. "baby, you look so fucking good when you wear this type of outfit.." as he roams his hand on your waist, slowly going to your thighs and going to your back again as his eyes follows his hands then to your eyes. "aww, you like it? i recreate the one i like on pinterest." you said, hands playing the back of his hair as you smile. hongjoong gently push your head to him as he kiss you. so passionately that you start to get your body closer to him by shifting your hips and hitting his bulging area. he whined in the kiss, tightening the hold on your waist. you discovered that he's dick is now hard just by kissing you like this. so you took the chance and hump on his bulge. he pulled away, throwing his head back as he let out a breathy moans. you held on his shoulders, biting on your bottom lip as you watch him enjoy the heated session.

"joongie... you don't mind if i make a little something on your neck right?" you breathily moan, barely speaking because of how good he's feeling through the layers of clothing. hongjoong nodded, pushing your head to his neck gently. he loves it when you make that little something on his neck. its because his neck are the most sensitive area when it comes to you. "a-ah, so fucking good my pretty y/n.. humping like a desperate doll, aren't you?" he moaned. when he's in his working hours like this, and that he's also fucking hard for you, his very favorite way to release that feeling is you humping his clothed dick. then, when he's got that feeling when he want to fuck you right away, he'd told you to stop and finish his work quick to go home with you. but this time, he wanted something different.

"fuck, harder y/n.. until i'll fuckin' cream in my sweats." he tapped your chin, asking for your lips. he was close. close. your panties got soaked, squirting little by little on his sweats. he felt it, but he doesn't mind as long as he's going to cum by your humping. "baby, i'm close. you could go more hard right sweet doll? or you want me to fuck you right now?" he said, making you slow your pace, asking for his dick to be inside of your aching pussy. "awh, you're fast to slow down your pace hm? you want my dick inside of your pretty cunt baby?" he smirked, licking the bottom of his lip. you nodded, making a begging face. you held your body up for a while to let him take off both of his pants and boxer. luckily, your thigh high weren't the pants type. you pulled your skirt up to your waist to have more access. when you saw his big dick springs out, you were quick to spread his precum around his tip making him hiss at the contact of your cold hands.

"slide 'em in, pretty girl." he said, holding you by your thigh, leaning to his chair while he watch you slowly going in. he grunts at the process, finally feeling that tight walls of yours. "ah, quick princess. we don't have enough time." he said, hugging you as you've slide in fully. you felt his tip hitting your g spot right away as you moved in and out. "mmh, like that babygirl. just like how i want it." he praises. the never ending praising makes you reach your high so fast. "faster doll, do you want the other to come in watching you like this?" he sighed, moaning in your ear. you increased your pace, trying to reach your climax. his tip hitting that spot really does it, as you bite your lip. hongjoong buck his hips and matches your pace to be quick. as soon as he thrusts harder, you came as you bit his neck gently to not leave a louder noise. hongjoong had cummed in you, wetting the walls of your pussy so well it leaked out, dripping on his other part. "you're enjoying it so much, doll. you're so cute when you moan." he said, smiling to you as he kisses you for the last time before cleaning up.

when you both is finally clean, and hongjoong changed his sweats, you went to the sofa behind him to relax. the door burst open, s the boys comes in with different topic coming out from each one of them. "yo!! did you finish your part yet noona?" wooyoung picked up your legs from across the sofa and sat down with your legs on top and he pats them. "no, me and joongie went to play games after you left." you smiled at him, closing your phone as you looked around the room. hongjoong turned around, meeting all of you as he smirked. "y/n was going hard on me, so i'd thought that maybe i can give something even harder. you know, our things. you won't understand. so!" he shrugs his shoulders and giggled. "what is wrong with him.." yeosang said, making the others laugh. "yup. so hard it made me scream."

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MAN WHAT THIS TOOK 2 DAYS CUS I DIDNT HV ANY MOTIVATION TO FINISH IT IN 1 DAY BUT here ya go lmao its kinda rushed cus im too lazy to grab my laptop's charger. i hope its not that bad........ im sososososo sorry BUT I WANTED TO POST THIS SOOO QUICK </3</3

[ridreamir]

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for some general HCs for Kieran and maybe Drayton that take place at bb academy? If not feel free to ignore this :)

A/N: Hey! Yeah of course! I'm struggling to write the Kieran fic because I think I'm way in over my head (I'm freezin' up lol the pressure to figure it out is getting to me) so I guess I can take a break and write some headcanons instead!

I'll write for 'em both, but it's post-DLC, I hope you don't mind! Potential spoilers ahead!

These ones are a little silly in retrospect! I did em fast too, so I hope they're not too bad :p

Kieran's secretly your top fan. Not that you notice because there's no way he'd let you catch him, but he's literally dropped what he was doing to run to the entrance of the academy because your name was announced over the intercom. If you're having a match he'll actually full speed sprint to through the school just to be there, but any time you look over he instinctively hides, flush with embarrassment. You don't come and visit him in his dorm room often since you're on such different schedules, but he's had to flip over his pinboard and hide his piles of notes because they're all about you and trying to understand your strategies and, well, other things... His sister won't stop bugging him about it 'bein' weird', but she knows he's flat obsessed with trying to figure you out! The league club has a social media that posts all of your recent matches, and he's had to beg Carmine to show him how to use the phone app because he's new to having a smart phone and Arceus does he have to watch every single one. He didn't even want a phone until now, but he can't believe he's been missing out all this time. No wonder everyone has one of these things! She was reluctant, but it's Kiki after all... It should be fine, right? Well... that was before all the pinboards and sticky note nonsense that looks straight out of a detective movie or something. He's the type to not like posts because he's scared of what you might think, but accidentally hit the heart button on a match from like a month ago. He definitely drops his phone on his face and panics, trying to undo it as fast as he can. Little does he realize that it's actually Lacey who's in charge of the social media account and not you, and also that she can see who's the most active on the page.

She thinks it's cute, and since she loves cute things, she's letting it be for now. She's always giggling and hiding her smile when he pops into the clubroom to check and see if you're there. Most of the time though he ends up running off before he can say hi because he doesn't want to talk to Drayton.

Since he's gotten the phone he hasn't stopped checking it and he smiles like an idiot any time he thinks he's alone. (News flash, he's really bad at hiding what he's doing. Like he could be in the middle of the cafeteria where everyone sees him watching your battles back to back like they're a tv series.) The only reason nobody really thinks much of it is because you're practically a celebrity and not even just in the Academy but, like, big time. And Kieran is probably one of the only people to not know because he's been so chronically offline. You act so low-key, talking to someone like him like he's just, just another person that it's shocking news to find out that the whole world has probably heard your name by now! As in, his (best?) friend!! (Friend??) It gets kind of annoying now how people follow you around asking to take photos with you like you're some kind of, of tourist attraction and not a person! But there's only one thing that's worse, and it's-

"Hey bud, ready to battle?" Drayton! Kieran's... Kieran's... worst nightmare!! Drayton's gotten really buddy-buddy with you over the time that Kieran and Carmine were on break, and he's not happy about it. Unfortunately for him, Drayton's all too aware of Kieran's contempt and loves to push his buttons. As if calling him "Ex-Champ" all the time wasn't enough, you've been helping him with his homework and sparring together every day! What he wouldn't do for you to spend that much time with him...

And it grinds his gears how often Drayton nudges you or ruffles your hair like you're some sort of pet, though you never see the way their pupils shrink at the sight of each other. Kieran here, hiding behind whatever he can to stay out of sight and Drayton who knows that he's there and makes direct eye contact with him. It's infuriating the way his smile quirks just a little when he catches Kieran spying.

As if he's saying look all you want, look at what you can't have.

And Kieran takes that as a challenge.

[silverzoomies]

Ok so I've been a fan of Evan since days of future past came out. Like, the day it came out. I saw the premier or whatever it's called in theaters so DUH I LOVE QUICKSILVER SO MUCH 😞😞 anyways I know you're not taking requests but like I'm a little bit chubby (this is relevant I swear) and I CANNOT stop thinking about Peter and reader! being in a serious long term relationship, but they haven't gone all the way yet. Like, heavy make out session? Yes! Peter getting painfully hard during said make out session? Check. Make out session turns into peters desperately grinding, letting out the neediest little whines. Absolutely. Him definitely busting in his pants at readers! breathless little moans? Every. Single. Time. Never all the way though. He desperately wants to bone but he's willing to wait as long as he wants to because he thinks reader! doesn't want to, but they're just as desperate as he is but scared of what he would think because they're chubby. During one of their heated.. laundry day inducing make out sessions one thing leads to another and reader! ends up telling Peter why they haven't wanted to go all the way, and Peter proves to them he doesn't think that [;)] and talks reader! through it the whole time.

YOU DONT HAVE TO ADD THIS TO YOUR REQUESTS OR TURN IT INTO A FIC IF YOU DONT WANT TO. I just had to share this with somebody and OBVIOUSLY because you're one of my favorite writers I had to come to you with this (hi I've sent u a lot of messages 🎀) and since you're another huge quickie fan I thought you'd enjoy this :3 SORRY IF THIS WAS SUPER LONG OR IF IT DIDNT MAKE SENSE I'm mad at typing sometimes smh

helllooooooo anon, my lovely !!! i love you so much !! forgive me, i haven't written in a while !! i tried my best to make somethin' out of this because it was such a cute idea !! i hope a headcanon list will suffice !! also, please don't ever apologize for sending me long asks. i'm not kidding when i say they make my day, i love them so much !!

headcanons || peter maximoff x chubby!reader

to preface, i think we should consider some key things about our speedy goofball

peter’s a mutant. he knows exactly what it feels like to be alienated for something he has no control over

second of all, the guy’s a little bit of a weirdo

i legitimately doubt he would judge, or think less of anyone for something as superficial as looks

seriously. If he vibes with you, and you’re patient enough with him - you’re sexy as hell

it’s as simple as that, sorry. just bein' honest

so what if you’re a little thicker? he can’t get enough of you

he’s so addicted to you, in fact, you’ve got him trippin’ a little bit

like, he’s kinda goin’ cuckoo

the two of you make out a lot. so much. it’s like you’re glued to one another. any free time you have together usually consists of hanging out, and making out. not that he’s complaining

it’s definitely awesome. and it feels totally great. he does this freaky thing with his tongue that makes you squirm under him every time 

and the way you whine into each smooch - oh, man - you have him longing to get even closer

make outs eventually turn to dry humping. it’s kind of humiliating the first few times...

...since the grinding always seems to end with him busting a load in his jeans. and he whimpers too much...jeez...

but you always praise him for it, which never fails to turn him on even more

things get so heated between the two of you, escalating so often - peter finds himself confused

like…why haven’t you let him…y’know…

once or twice, he hints he wants to go down on you. and there’s no way you misread his signals. he’s pretty blunt about his needs

but you’re always so reluctant. you feign ignorance, or try to distract him with more intense kisses and pretty moans

peter’s never been a patient guy. the fact that he’s willing to wait this long for you says a lot. like, shit…he must really really really like you

but even now…fuck…he’s so worked up. he’s getting a little too bored of being limited to smooching

like, c’mon…do you think he’s ugly or something?? does he smell?? what’s the deal??

he never considered you might be self conscious. his brain doesn’t really operate like that. he’s all impulsivity and living in the moment

in the midst of making out, his hands travel where they don’t usually dare to go. he takes confident chances, fondling your tits over your clothes. but just as things heat up, you redirect his attention again

his blood almost boils. he’s way too hard for this, aching to get closer, and you’re just…gah! why’re you holdin’ yourself back? 

at last, you confess…you’ve been self conscious the whole time

ah

why didn’t you just say somethin’ before? peter tries not to laugh at how silly you sound. obviously, he’s super attracted to you. why else would he spend all his free time with you, tryna get up close and personal?

as things finally move forward, he dials up the sweetness a few notches

and damn, the wait for this was more than worth the uptick in laundry days (thanks to one too many nuts busted in his boxers)

he covers every last inch of your gorgeous body in kisses, as you let him shed you of your clothes

his masculine hands are more gentle than you expect

unclothed together, he doesn’t hesitate to get as close as he possibly can

you’re soft and cozy, and his body is like a furnace

months of pent-up desire leave him so horny, he can’t hold back anymore

through it all, he’s quick to remind you how much of a fox you are. peter teases you with his tongue in ways you never imagined possible. before rocking your world, flowing with the motion of the ocean

and by that, i mean…you bone. balls deep. hellz to the yeah

embarrassingly enough, it ends just as soon as it starts. but as usual, he recovers fast. and his endless stamina means he’s willing to go at it for hours

which he does. until you’re so exhausted, your limbs are like limp noodles. whoops...sorry about that !!

say...uh...no chance you'd wanna go another round, is there?

peter hopes you’ll be more up front with him from now on. so he spends less time dreamin', and more time goin' at it 🤍

[archangeldyke-all]

sending my asks without anon on from now on cause you guys need to know when the asks came from my filthy mind fr. and idea i present for whenever you can get to it angel: basketball coach!sev x volleyball coach!reader let the queerness commence!! bonus points if they fuck in like idk the supply closet of the gym while the teams are in the locker rooms

(also they're college level teams, not pro or highschool!!)

sooooo cute. i know virtually nothing about sports so this is on the shorter side but i just had to give it my best attempt, because this concept is adorable

men and minors dni

being a girls' college sports coach is a unique position with many unique problems (drama perpetually following the teams of mostly queer young woman around like a curse) so you and sevika bond quickly over your shared responsibilities and funny stories.

this year, your team captain, cait, is dating sevika's team captain, vi, so you've been attending a lot of basketball practice with cait and sevika's been coming to a lot of your practices with vi.

they're a cute couple-- a little clingy, but cute nonetheless.

caitlyn sighs beside you on the bleachers, dreamily watching her girlfriend practice three point shots. you're supposed to be discussing strategies and starting team members for the game this weekend, but caitlyn's become distracted by vi.

judging from the goofy grin the girl is shooting cait from the court, she's been distracted too.

"vi! quit bein' gay and get back to work!" sevika shouts. you chuckle. violet flips sevika off, and then jogs up to where you and cait are sitting.

"lookin' good, cupcake." she flirts. you gag. caitlyn elbows you.

"can you fuck off for like, five minutes, coach?" caitlyn asks. you just snort and rise, climbing down the bleachers to let the two canoodle in peace.

you take a seat in an empty folding chair by a few of the other basketball girls. you're around enough that they know you, greeting you with a few 'hey, coach's.

you start scribbling away on your clipboard, ignoring the commotion of practice coming to an end around you. cait's just gonna have to deal with what you come up with, since apparently flirting with her girlfriend is more important than her duties as captain.

"hey." sevika grunts. you look up at her and sigh.

"your captain is distracting mine." you complain. she chuckles.

"are you kidding? your captain is the one doing the distracting here." sevika says as she sits beside you, manspreading in the tiny folding chair.

"they're disgusting." you sigh as you look at the two girls giggling with each other on the bleachers across from you. sevika snorts.

"you're just jealous." she says.

"oh yeah. i'm real jealous of caitlyn's box dyed baby butch." you joke. sevika chuckles beside you.

"hey, go easy on my captain, at least she's not a brit!" she teases. you roll your eyes. "plus, that's not what i'm talking about."

"what do you mean then?"

"i mean you're jealous that those two get to be all lovey dovey in public, while we've gotta pretend we're just friends." she whispers. you bite your lip to hide your smile.

sevika's dying to tell everyone about your relationship, but you're a little hesitant. not because you're unsure about sevika, just because you don't think you'll be able to handle the constant teasing from your girls. you roll your eyes.

"come on." you say, standing. sevika raises an eyebrow at you and you just cross your arms over your chest. "fine, stay there. i'm going to the supply closet, though, if you're lookin' for me."

sevika scrambles to rise behind you, her folding chair falling on the floor with a clatter as she grabs your wrist and sprints the two of you to the supply closet.

you giggle as she shoves you inside, only to be cut off from your laughter with a moan as sevika slams the door behind you and pulls you into a nasty kiss.

you wrap your arms around her waist, and she wraps hers around your shoulders, one hand cupping your jaw as she shoves her tongue past your lips.

she backs you up into the supply shelf, several cleaning products clattering to the ground as she grinds into you, shoving her thigh between your legs.

"sevika!" you gasp, giggling as she starts to suck a hickey into your neck. you pull her back by her hair, and she grins at you.

"can i eat you out?" she asks. your knees go wobbly and weak, and sevika's smirk grows into a grin as she tightens her grip on you to keep you upright.

"here?!" you ask. there's barely enough room for the both of you to stand in here. sevika just shrugs.

"you look so fuckin' good today. distracting the shit outta me." she whispers. you shudder as sevika starts to kneel. she lifts the hem of your shirt to press kisses to your stomach as she looks up at you with puppy eyes, awaiting your permission. you bite your lip.

"fine, but be quick!" you say. she grins, her hands fumbling with your belt buckle as she tries to strip your legs.

she's got your pants halfway down your thighs when the supply closet door swings open.

you scream. caitlyn screams. sevika whips around and screams at the sight of vi in the doorway, one of her hands wrapped around caitlyn's wrist. violet bursts into laughter.

"i fuckin' knew it!" she screams. you groan. sevika shoots to her feet, quickly pulling your pants back up for you before she turns around to glare at your captains. "i knew it, babe, what did i tell you?!" vi's screaming. caitlyn's giggling behind her, her eyes darting between you and sevika.

"what the fuck are you doin' here?" you ask. vi chuckles.

"same thing you guys were doin'." she answers, waggling her eyebrows at sevika. sevika growls and you chuckle, rebuckling your belt and reaching forward to grab her hand. "you should really put a sock on the doorknob next time." violet says. sevika stares her down with her 'don't fucking try me' stare, and violet rolls her eyes. "fine. let's go to your dorm cupcake."

"i'm so sorry." caitlyn mouths to you. you just wave her off and roll your eyes.

as the couple retreats, you hear vi mumble "i think i'm gonna have to wash my eyes out with bleach when we get home." you snort. sevika looks at you guiltily.

"sorry." she mumbles. you giggle, and pull her in for a kiss.

"it's okay. was bound to come out eventually." you say with a shrug. a small smile creeps up sevika's lips.

"so... you're okay with it?"

"we're never gonna hear the end of it." you say. sevika frowns, and you giggle, pressing a quick kiss to her mouth. "but i'm okay with it. kinda glad, actually. was getting tired of not kissing you when you guys win games."

sevika grins, then reaches behind her to close the door to the supply closet again. she shoves a shelf in front of the exit, so no one can come in, and then corners you against the shelf again.

"now..." she says, grinning at you, "... where were we?"

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[stupidvillainousposts]

His Real Name Reminds Him Too Much of His and Mabel's Parents.

The couple would use their kids as arguing points more often than not, but hearing Fidds say it calms him down in ways he can't really explain

Mr. Pines: Oh, you're kidding me! Don't start me with this again!

Mrs. Pines: Just face it! We may as well send them to him! He'd be better company in the home than us!

Mr. Pines: But he's just like Mason! Antisocial, always buried in something outside of the real world- What if he makes the kid worse?! And Mabel! She'd tear him to pieces!

Mrs. Pines: Don't talk about our kids like that! Now, there is nothing wrong with being different! Both of them are!

Mr. Pines: But the last thing they need is-

Dipper: *Grunts as He Falls Onto the Floor*

Mr. Pines: Mason! Oh, gosh, how much of that did you hear?

Dipper: Nothing.

Mrs. Pines: Oh, Mason. It's okay to tell us. We were being loud anyway, weren't we?

Dipper: *Nods*

Mrs. Pines: We're so sorry, we didn't mean to upset you. Is Mabel with you?

Dipper: *Shakes His Head*

Mr. and Mrs. Pines: *Sigh with Relief*

As Opposed to

Fidds, quietly: So, they're just here now, huh? Poor things, must be so scared.

Stan: Eh, I dunno. Seemed pretty okay to me.

Fidds: You didn't even take the time t' pay attention t' that; what with all yer hollerin' and such. Stanley Pines, you could be a professional hog caller if ya tried.

Stan: Ha-ha. Very cute.

Fidds: *Giggles* So, what are their names?

Stan: Uh... If I remember correctly, I think it was... ah, c'mon... Oh! Dipper and Mabel!

Fidds: Dipper?

Stan: Yeah, some sorta nickname. Real name is... Mason, I think? I forget why they call him Dipper. Just know that he's started preferring that name lately.

Fidds, calmly: Mason? That's a sweet name. I'm sure they're both real nice.

Stan: Who knows? I never got to spend time with 'em. Could be skittish like Pointdexter.

Fidds, with a smirk: There is nothin' wrong with bein' skittish. Long as he's got a kind heart. Just one look at him and I can tell he does.

Stan: *Snorts* Okay, Honey Bunches. That thing make ya psychic too?

Fidds: Now, Stanley, I'm gettin' a little miffed with ya.

Stan: Ah, sorry. So, what d'ya think they're doin' right now?

Fidds: I dunno, but I think it's best we give 'em time t' settle in, make a home o' this place.

Dipper: *Runs Straight to Fidds and Hugs Him*

Fidds, caught off guard: Oh! Um, Dipper, was it? What're you-

Dipper, bashfully: You can call me my real name.

Fidds: Oh... alright?

Stan: What, nothin' for your great uncle Stan? C'mon Ma-

Dipper: You don't get to call me that.

Stan, surprised yet impressed: Alright. Got it. Dipper it is.

Dipper has mainly associated his real name with grief of some sort (his parents' arguments, bullying at school, Stan's gruff tone), so hearing Fidds say it so kindly, without any hint of teasing, anger, or unkind motive; It was enough to make him want to hear it more, but only from the vampire.

He's also incredibly grateful that Stan respects his wishes, even when upset.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ace Trappola - Platinum Jacket Vignette

"Happy 100th Anniversary"

[Land of Dawning – National  Museum of Art]

Ace: Huuuh, so this museum's been open for 100 years, huh. It's got some pretty cool exhibits.

Ace: Tryin' to appreciate art just seems boring, and I totally thought bein' a supporter was not my bag, but I might be able to enjoy myself here after all.

Ace: ―Ooh, found me the painting of some card soldiers! Look at 'em, all cool the way they're standing at attention like that.

???: Mhm, their perfectly aligned call to attention is quite the spectacle.

Ace: Ah, hey, Lilia-senpai. You must have great taste to see the true quality of this painting here! Haha.

Ace: If the rank and file are in disarray, then it doesn't look good at all. They gotta be in perfect formation, especially when marching.

Lilia: That's correct. So, you understand what it means to march as they do… Not bad, kid.

Ace: Not that much. I mean, back in my dorm, we just have certain days that all the students are required to march in formation.

Lilia: Kufufu, I heard that practice for that begins as soon as you enter. I've heard many a classmate complaining about it here and there.

Ace: Yeaaaaah, I can see why they'd want to complain. It's not just the Housewarden; even our usually nice upperclassmen come down on us hard during the training.

Ace: The first time I had to march after joining the dorm was the worst. We definitely looked nothing like the card soldiers in this art piece.

Ace: When we looked at the video that Cater-senpai took for us, we could see that the first years' walking was ALL OVER THE PLACE.

Ace: Every one of 'em couldn't get their arms and legs up and moving properly, and they were all looking down. It was sooo lame. I couldn't even laugh at how bad it was.

Ace: By the by, I got praised pretty much right out the gate ♪ They all said that my spirit fully embodied the heart suit card soldiers.

Ace: It's easy for me to just copy what I see the upperclassmen are doing, or what the video's showing. I don't get why all the rest of them were havin' a bad time.

Lilia: OHO～～～?

Ace: Eh? What's with that grin? You're kinda giving me the creeps all of a sudden.

Lilia: How rude of you to call someone as cute as me creepy! But aren't you actually quite the diligent one.

Ace: DILIGENT!? I don't think that word suits me at all!?

Lilia: Not only did you follow the examples set by your upperclassmen, you also watched went further and watched the videos and practiced on your own… I'm seeing you in a whole new light, Ace.

Ace: Ahh, c'mon. Stop patting my head like that. It's not like I was trying to study for it or anything.

Ace: It woulda been a pain and pretty lame if I had to stay behind to practice. That's why I just wanted to get it done ASAP. That's all!

Lilia: It's nothing worth getting all worked up to deny.

Lilia: I think it's rather commendable that you put in the extra effort in order to seek what you think is "cool."

Ace: I'm not getting worked up…! Wait, I got a feeling that if I keep responding, he'll just keep stringing me along to tease me.

Ace: Uh, I'm gonna go to check out the cool-lookin' painting over there!

Lilia: Hey now, don't leave me behind. Kufufu, this must be that adolescence I've heard much about.

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Lilia: Let me see, what cool painting were you talking about… Oho, it's of the King of Beasts. He looks oh so dignified, I can't help but find it charming.

Ace: Aaand he followed me… But yeah, I definitely agree that's he's pretty dignified.

Lilia: There are many legends swirling around the King of Beasts. Just from looking at this painting, I can't think of which scene they're trying to depict here.

Ace: Uhhh, based on this info they got plastered next to it…

Ace: Looks like… Oh, it's where he was talking about his vision for the country's future with his hyena retainers.

Ace: I actually really like the story of how the King of Beasts would always trust in his hyenas.

Ace: Oh yeah, and that one where he performed songs for his people!

Lilia: Mhm, that's a good one. He is a sophisticated king indeed to utilize singing to vow to improve his country.

Ace: Riiiiight～? Totally get why the hyenas were so excited that they were singing and dancing all through the night.

Ace: The King of Beasts looks pretty unapproachable from just a glance, but he must have had a ton of charisma.

Lilia: Well, he did have the power to move his people's hearts through song. If he had his due, perhaps he would have been able to sway the whole world with his song.

Ace: Totally. If I had lived during the same era, I would have loved to go and karaoke with him.

Lilia: Speaking of karaoke… I heard you and Sebek went for that.

Ace: Ah, did you hear that from Sebek? We went with Deuce and the two from Ramshackle…

Ace: Jack and Epel also tagged along. But maan, it was pretty insane.

Ace: So many of them were new to it, so I had to teach them everything, from how to choose a new song, to ordering food. You'd think they'd have common sense to figure out, but c'mon.

Ace: We literally couldn't sing a single song for the first 30 min or so, I was like, what did we even come here for!?

Lilia: Kufufu, now, now, you can't say that. I'm sure there's things you're not familiar with, too.

Ace: But c'mon～ …Well, I guess it was kinda fun to have a small competition using the karaoke's scoring system.

Lilia: So, you had a karaoke competition! I would love to tag along next time. So, who won?

Ace: Well, that's obvious… IT WAS YA BOY ACE-KUN HERE!

Ace: When I hit 100 points, everyone was lookin' up at me like idiots, all like, "you gotta be kidding!"

Ace: As a bit of a handicap, I chose of the recent viral songs and did the dance that went along with it, too～

Lilia: Oho, that's amazing that you can sing while moving your body without missing a beat.

Ace: I mean, unlike those guys, back in middle school I would go karaoke a lot.

Ace: And all those guys kept shouting that they'd practice singing so they could sing next time, but y'know…

Ace: There's actually a trick to getting the high score on that machine's scoring function. It's not enough to just be a good singer.

Ace: At this rate, I think I'll be taking home the win next time too ♪

Lilia: Kufufu, looks like even the ones who don't get to spend that much time together with you all had some fun, eh?

Ace: Well, I guess it wasn't too bad.

Ace: They'd choose stuff like old songs that were popular during my parent's heyday, or minor folk songs…

Ace: It was kinda neat that I heard a ton of songs that I normally wouldn't listen to. It was completely different to how it'd be if I was with my friends back home.

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Ace: This painting is of those eels that served the Sea Witch…

Lilia: Mhm. It's said that whenever they found merfolk in distress, they would encourage them to seek the guidance of the benevolent Sea Witch.

Ace: Huuh, they look kinda scary, but… Guess you can't judge a book by its cover.

Lilia: Speaking of… Ace, I heard you went a little viral on Magicam the other day.

Ace: Geh! So, you saw that post too…

Lilia: Kufufu, I took it all in.

Lilia: "This scary-looking young man in a flashy shirt was kind to a kid in this burger shop," it said.

Lilia: You did a good thing, Mister "Scary-Looking Young Man in a Flashy Shirt."

Ace: C'mon, can you not tease me!?

Ace: The comments section was going wild with stuff like, "I love that personality gap～" and "The scarier the person looks, the softer their heart is."

Ace: I definitely don't like people just deciding that I'm scary just from how I look, or just assuming that I'm nice.

Ace: More like, I think it was 'cause I was with all my basketball teammates that I ended up looking scary too.

Ace: And 'sides, that patterned shirt I was wearing wasn't even something I'd pick out on my own.

Ace: Floyd-senpai made me buy it sometime back, so I thought it'd be bad if I didn't wear it, that's all…

Lilia: Hm, guess it was a mistake of them to comment on your appearance, then. But it was true that you were nice to the kid, right?

Ace: Nope. I just was throwing something I didn't want at 'em!

Lilia: You gave them something you didn't want…? So how does that turn into being "kind" to the kind?

Ace: So, when my clubmates and me went to the burger shop down in town, we got a free card with our orders.

Ace: Something about how they were doing a collaboration campaign with a movie that was recently released.

Ace: I at least knew what the movie was, so I opened it up, but just as I was thinking to myself that I didn't really need a card, or anything…

Ace: This kid who was nearby just randomly started crying. Apparently they wanted a hero card, not a villain card.

Ace: That's why I just gave him the card I had. It just happened to be the one he wanted.

Ace: I was able to get rid of something I didn't want, and I didn't have to listen to the sound of crying in the background. Win-win, right?

Lilia: Well, when you explain it like that, it definitely no longer feels like a heartwarming story.

Ace: Riiight? But then all the folks on Magicam had to go and try to treat me like a nice guy. Everyone's been teasing me about that too…

Ace: In the end, even the Headmage got wind of the video and just wouldn't stop praising me, saying "This is a fantastic thing you've done!"

Ace: Maan, preconception can be a crazy thing. I bet if I was wearing my school uniform, it definitely wouldn't have taken off.

Ace: They say that it's not all about appearance, but I guess that first impression you get is still important.

Lilia: Kufufu, I bet if the parents of that child were to hear your true feelings about it, they'd be shocked.

Lilia: Well then, I think I'll go on to check out the other exhibits. Bye then, Ace.

Ace: Whew, Lilia-senpai just couldn't stop teasing, huh. Wellll, what should I go and look at next…? Hm?

Ace: Woah, it's a painting of a walrus and the oysters. Lookin' at it here, the walrus really looks like a proper gentleman.

Ace: I bet those oysters were also tricked by how the walrus looked. Can't help but feel sorry for them… Heh.

Requested by Anonymous.

[yourpalmickeymouse]

Hi Mickey😊

Tell us about your nephews, please. How did you meet them when they were born? Have you ever had to babysit? What is your relationship like with Morty and Ferdie now? Any funny stories about you and the twins?

Hiya mafik-sun,

Oh boy, I would love to talk 'bout my nephews.

I still remember the time when I was in the hospital waitin' for them to be born. Gosh, I was so nervous and pacin' so much I swore I wore down the hospital floors 😅. But then it finally happened. They were born and I finally was allowed to go in and see 'em. Golly, they were so cute, I remember havin' a hard time containin' myself. I think the best moment was when I got to hold Morty... Or was it Ferdie... Ah well, it was kinda hard to tell 'em apart back then, but it was still a magical moment.

Afterward, I definitely volunteered to babysit whenever I could, which I'm sure my sister greatly appreciated. I really wanted to have a great relationship with the boys. I have to admit though it ended up bein' a lot harder than I thought. I thought we'd just be playin' all the time, but even as babies they were a handful... still are today😜. Though, maybe it is payback for how I used to be, ha ha. I wasn't an angel as a child either.

I remember one time when I was watchin' 'em for my sis, they were just learnin' how to crawl. 'Cause of that I had to keep my eye on 'em the entire time, but the second I looked away due to a phone call they vanished... and my front door was wide open. I still remember the fear I felt as I raced 'round all of Mouseton wonderin' where on earth they could be. I had no idea how they could disappear so fast, by just crawlin'. Eventually after searchin' everywhere, I had to face the music, head home, and tell my sister that I lost the boys 😞. So I went home and for some reason Goofy was there. I was really confused why, but then immediately he started scoldin' me for leavin' the boys home alone. I felt real guilty especially since it seemed like word of my failure spread around town. But then it hit me. Wait! Home alone 😲? It was then that I rushed over to their cribs only to see that they were sleepin' the entire time. Gosh, did I feel silly 😓. In retrospect, it's kinda funny. But at that moment it was definitely not, ha ha.

Honestly, I'm really proud of the relationship I have with Morty and Ferdie, especially, now that they're back in Mouseton. I feel like I can really catch up with 'em and be in their lives. Honestly, somethin' they don't tell ya 'bout bein' an uncle is how much fun stuff you can get to do when ya have your nephews with ya. I mean, I get to go trick or treatin' with 'em. I get to spend an entire day at an amusement park with 'em. Plus If I wanna get ice cream for lunch and play video games all day, I'm not an irresponsible adult wastin' time, I'm a cool uncle hangin' out with my nephews, ha ha. Plus if they get sick from all the sugar and games, I just drop 'em off at Felicity so she has to deal with it, ha ha. 😆 I'm jokin' of course... Well kinda... I do try to be a fun uncle that takes 'em on excitin' trips. But I also try to teach 'em to be responsible and good citizens. It's a tough but rewardin' balance and I think they're turnin' out great. I couldn't ask for better nephews. 💞

Thanks a bunch for the question. I hope I see ya real soon.

- M.M.

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

Destinytober24: Day 11 - Frog

Eris knows what he's thinking and so do you.

Link to Ao3 if you prefer to read it there

After the first ten minutes of silence in the H.E.L.M. with nothing but the Drifter's coin tumbling across his knuckles to fixate upon, Eris sighed deeply.

"Bein' on time never was a Hunter speciality," Drifter said, dryly.

At least he was tumbling the coin quietly. For her benefit, no doubt. The Drifter loathed silence and always sought to fill it with his fidgeting.

"That is... accurate," Eris said, turning away from him to approach one of the alcoves in the walls.

"So it's not surprising he's still not here."

"No it is not and... he is new to being Vanguard. It is not unexpected he might become... detained." Eris approached a large glass container vaguely reminiscent of an engram with several segments in front removed. It contained rocks, several plants, and a small creature.

"Well if he makes us wait past dinner he'd better be buyin' us food."

"Hmmm..." Eris peered inside at the container's green and black splotched resident.

"His name is Captain Jacobson and he is a frog!" Failsafe said brightly, startling both Eris and the Drifter, despite both of them having known she was there. She had been so quiet after initially greeting them that her voice now seemed loud.

The three-eyed witch and the rogue Lightbearer made brief eye contact in acknowledgement of their shared nervous response. The Drifter grinned. Eris' lip quirked slightly and she turned back to the enclosure, tilting her head.

"The frog is... a captain?"

"That is his name! However, the frog has no real authority."

Failsafe's voice changed as her politeness filter switched off. "Not that it wouldn't improve things around here if he did."

"Ha!" the Drifter laughed. "Failsafe, I like your style."

"Thank you!" Failsafe's politeness filter once more engaged. "And I like your...your... your ability to give compliments!"

"It has more than the expected number of eyes for a frog," Eris said quietly as she continued her examination of Captain Jacobson.

"Yeah, well, you have more than the expected number of eyes for a human," the Drifter said as he moved closer to her. "Doesn't make you any less cute."

Eris sighed again. "There are many who would disagree with your opinion."

"They'd be wrong."

Eris continued her inspection of the enclosure and its resident. "One of my visitors on the Moon recently informed me that... when asked what the scariest thing they'd ever encountered while on adventures was... they said me."

"Just because someone is terrifying does not mean they're not hot, Moondust. In fact, the argument could be made that bein' scary makes someone even hotter."

"Hmmm..."

"Would you like to pet him?" Failsafe asked brightly, attempting to change the topic of conversation.

"His skin looks... toxic." Eris said.

"It is!" Failsafe said with excessive cheer. "Wearing gloves is highly recommended."

"I'll pet him," the Drifter said, reaching out a gloved hand. Captain Jacobson made a soft, happy sound. "Aww... Isn't that cute. He likes it. Reminds me of Udon."

"He is considerably smaller with far fewer legs," Eris spoke quietly as she observed the interaction closely.

"Most things have fewer legs than Udon," the Drifter said, chuckling.

Eris' lip quirked again. "Indeed."

The Drifter continued petting the frog. It climbed onto his hand.

"Do you have a pet as well?" Failsafe asked. "The Saint-unit has come to visit with pigeons so that our pets can play together. Would you like to bring your pet here?"

"Uhhh..." the Drifter paused, the frog on his hand, a look of concern on his face.

"That would be... ill advised," Eris answered.

"Udon's a... ambush predator from Savathun's Throne World, Failsafe," the Drifter explained, carefully rotating the frog as he determined how it preferred to be touched. "He can snatch a Ghost goin' at top speed outta the air, and he has a pretty nasty bite. It's strong enough to pierce Hive chitin. He probably shouldn't' be around anything small, cute, and delicious. Like you, Captain frog. I could just eat you up." He licked his lips as he brought the frog closer to his face and grinned.

"Oh! Please do keep him well away from here!" Failsafe's voice sounded excessively cheery.

The Drifter coaxed the frog onto its back and began gently stretching out its legs, running his fingertips along its sides. Eris frowned. He was drawing invisible lines on the frog, sectioning it in similar ways to how he had deboned chickens in front of her before, mentally chopping it up. Eris turned and looked sharply at the Drifter.

"What?" He asked her, feigning innocence badly.

"We shall not endanger the life of your pet, Failsafe." Eris fixed the Drifter with a withering glare.

He stuck his tongue out at her and gently put the frog down.

"Did you want to feed the batadactyls?" Failsafe asked. "Their names are Petris and Babata!"

Eris walked around a partition to where the flying animals were perched. A small bowl of food was nearby. Slowly, so as not to startle them, Eris picked up a piece of unidentified meat and held it out to one of them. It gobbled the food greedily. She repeated the action with the second one.

Both batadactyl's screeched. Eris looked about in alarm.

"They make those noises when they are happy. I find their screeching very soothing!" Failsafe said, her voice almost gleeful.

"Petris." Eris repeated the name. "An interesting choice of name. Have you met the queen's Wrath?"

"Hunter Vanguard Crow introduced us! Petra Venj has met Petris the batadactyl and they got along very well!"

Eris nodded and then turned to look in the large glass box beside her. "Is that... a tiny... tree?" she asked.

"Yes!" Failsafe responded.

"Bonsai, right?" the Drifter asked.

"Yes, it is!" Failsafe's digital presence spun its outer ring.

Eris looked across at the Drifter through the glass, confused.

His grin widened and his eyes sparkled as he realised he knew a word she did not know. He winked at her. She frowned back.

"It's a way of makin' trees tiny," he explained. "You train it real slow to grow like that. Some people do it for years and years. It's a patience and meditation thing."

"It seems like it would be torturous to the plant," Eris said dryly.

"Eh... the line between art and torture gets pretty blurry sometimes."

"I assure you. I am not torturing my tree." Failsafe chimed in brightly before switching off her politeness filter.

"At least I don't think I am. Do you think it feels pain?" Her voice was lower without the filter, and sounded concerned.

"Nah, it's fine," the Drifter reassured her. "Unless you start hearing it screaming," he added. "Then you should probably stop. At least... if you don't like screaming."

"Tsch," Eris shook her head dismissively.

"I'm surprised you managed to crash land the H.E.L.M. with all the pets making it out ok, Failsafe." the Drifter said as he turned toward the AI projection while nodding in appreciation. "That took some skill."

Failsafe's digital projection shifted colour to her politeness filter, her voice changing again. "Outside of the Eliksni who turned into Scorn, all biological crew members survived. It is something I am very proud of. I have become very competent at crash landings!"

"Ha!" the Drifter smiled a toothy grin. "Me too."

"We have this experience in common!" Failsafe's projection changed colour. "I'm sorry," she added in a more sombre tone.

"Yeah," the Drifter said wistfully and more gently. "Me too."

"Eris! Drifter!" Crow stepped through a nearby doorway. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's all right We were just lookin' at Failsafe's frog. Did you know its skin is poisonous? I pet it!" The Drifter reached out to shake Crow's hand with a mischevious look in his eyes.

Crow reached automatically to shake his hand and then stopped. Looking at the Drifter's hands, concerned. The Drifter laughed and pulled back his hand.

"Be sure to avoid licking your gloves." Eris said to the Drifter as she stepped between him and Crow.

Crow motioned to the door he'd just come through and began to walk in that direction. Eris followed.

"Don't say it that way, Moondust." The Drifter said as he followed Eris out of the room. "That just sounds like a challenge."

"Ugh."

Once they had left, Failsafe began searching through Vannet records looking for any evidence of bonsai trees screaming or feeling pain.

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[toujokaname]

Mischief / Episode 3

Characters: Kohaku, HiMERU  

"He wants the world to be a place where those who work seriously are properly rewarded. Is there something wrong with thinking that way?"

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Season: Spring

Location: An Apartment Room

One week later, in a one-room apartment somewhere in Tokyo.

During the rehearsal for the online broadcast collaboration project "Kohaku & HiMERU's Daily Joyful Cohabitation Life," produced by the independent team "Pastel Color."

Kohaku: "It's Kohaku's~♪"

HiMERU: "And HiMERU's~♪"

Kohaku & HiMERU: "Daily joyful cohabitation life~♪"

Kohaku: ...What the heck is this?! This the "thing you wanted to try" that you were so dead serious about, HiMERU-han?!

HiMERU: Do you have any complaints?

That's right—HiMERU has long been yearning to take part in this kind of tepid... no, rather, heartwarming program.

Kohaku: Whaaaa...?

HiMERU: Instead of a grand, large-scale production under the strict management of a major TV network, he wanted to appear on a cozy, independently produced show.

Kohaku: Huhh... Well, it does feel like this whole thing's put together by some tiny studio I ain't never heard of.

They probably figured it was a long shot and had nothin' to lose, so they were over the moon when we actually took 'em up on their offer, given how popular we are now.

HiMERU: To the end, or rather, even now, it seems like they're still in doubt, wondering, "Are we being deceived? Is this a prank?"

Kohaku: We've really come up in the world, huh. We used to be the outcasts of the industry, and now people are practically grovelin' when we take on their jobs.

HiMERU: ES, being a profit-driven organization, tends to look down upon independent business owners and small to medium-sized enterprises that don't typically yield significant profits.

It seems that in this current, ES-dominated "overarching trend," those who may not excel at profit-making but are dedicated to creating quality work are finding it difficult to thrive.

HiMERU: —HiMERU wishes to save those people.

Kohaku: Y... Yeah...?

HiMERU: He wants the world to be a place where those who work seriously are properly rewarded. Is there something wrong with thinking that way?

Kohaku: No, it ain't wrong at all. If anythin', I actually think it's pretty admirable.

But HiMERU-han, were you always this type of kind and gentle character? It's kinda scary, like you've got some hidden agenda or somethin'.

(No, then again, HiMERU-han's always been good to me since day one.)

(Crap. Bein' in Double Face got me too used to seein' the ugly side of humanity. Made me way too paranoid...)

...Just to confirm, HiMERU-han.

HiMERU: Ask away.

Kohaku: You've really got no ulterior motives, right? You took this job outta pure goodwill, just to help out hardworkin' folks, no strings attached?

HiMERU: Yes. To reiterate once more, this is something HiMERU genuinely wished to pursue.

Rather than being controlled by massive corporations, following a predetermined path without question—

To be able to walk forward with one's own feet, collecting things worthy of love with each step...

That's the kind of life "HiMERU" has always longed for.

Kohaku: Hmm... Well, alright. I'll take your word for it.

Kohaku: (Despite how mature HiMERU-han seems, he's got this weirdly childlike side to him.)

(That contradiction, that feeling of unease, is part of what makes him so charmin'.)

(I guess it's just that his eccentricities happened to be exposed once more.)

Kohaku: Besides, I don't much like complainin' once somethin's already set in stone.

I've already taken on the job, so now I've got no choice but to give my all to what's right in front of me, don't I?

HiMERU: How commendable, Oukawa. You may look as cute as a doll, but you're brimming with an odd sense of manliness.

Kohaku: Must be thanks to my older sisters' twisted way of raisin' me...

The eldest of 'em tried to shape me into a proper man, fit to be the next head of the Oukawa family.

But the younger of 'em spoiled me rotten, dressin' me up in girls' clothes and all that.

As an innocent child, I soaked up all of that twisted upbringin' completely—and ended up basically split down the middle.

HiMERU: It's not a split, is it? Rather, your adorable, girlish side and your rowdy, boyish side coexist within you.

It's highly fascinating.

HiMERU: (And... sure enough, you really do remind me of that boy.)

(How did "I" really want to raise him? —My little brother?)

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A fluffy Asha x Star Boy scene??? I'm begging you T-Tv the shipping thirst is not quenching 😭😭😭😭😭

@sylvieserene

I wrote a lot of Magnifico and Amaya content lately so let's answer some Asha x Aster asks before I talk more about the villains

Both because you guys miss them and I miss them too lol

So here's two lil cute stories I came up with the help of @uva124 and @emillyverse

Library Date

Asha and Aster go visit library for the first time since Aster turned into a human, Asha can't wait to show them her favorite books, and Aster can't wait to learn even more about human history.

Once they're in there, Asha takes him to the fairytales section:

"This one is my favorite! "1001 Nights", one of the tales is about a boy who finds a genie that grants him 3 wishes and- OH you know that flying carpet I drew? I got the idea from this book." She shows him the book excitedly

"Have you read aaaaall of these?" Aster looks in awe to all the other fairytale books

"Hehehe I don't think I even could, both because time and I can't reach those more high up" She points to the books on the tallest shelf

"I can get them for ya-" Aster jumps up with a smile, but when he lands back down he remembers "... Oh yeah hheheh I can't fly anymore" they looks embarrassed but not sad that he can't fly, just getting used to it.

Asha giggles a little

"But hey, thats fine, I can reach them like this" Aster starts climbing the book shelves

Asha is startled and holds him by the shirt "A-Aster no! Get down! You don't have to get them!"

"SHHHH" Some people around shush them.

Aster get's down and they just laugh quietly.

They sit together and Asha hands Aster the book for him to read, he opens it excitedly but as soon as he sees the words his smile deflated as he realizes

“… Oh… I don’t know how to read…” Aster says a bit embarrassed.

Asha is surprised for a second, but it does make sense he wouldn’t learn how to read living up in space

Asha smiles reassuringly and sits closer to him

“That’s alright, I can teach you. Here, let me show you”

And from this day on Asha and Aster go to the library everyday so Asha can teach him ho to read, like Jane and Tarzan or Belle and the beast.

Baking Chocolate Cookies 🍪

Aster wanted to make a surprise for Asha, so he asked for help from the 7 teens.

They suggested they should bake cookies. While the girls distracted Asha outside of the house Aster and the boys naked the cookies.

“Are you sure you guys can handle this? Maybe I should stay to help” Dahlia said, not trusting them alone in the kitchen

“Pfft relax! You’re the one who knows Asha the most, so you know how to distract her better than anyone, besides, it’s just a simple recipe, what’s the worst that could happen?” Aster says, pushing the girls out the kitchen

5 minutes later

The boys are running around panicking because there’s a huge fire coming out of a pan that Aster was cooking

“ASTER, HOW THE $&%£ DID YOU BURN THE WATER!? BOILING WATER WASNT EVEN IN THE RECIPE!” Gabo yelled trying to extinguish the fire coming from the pan

Asha and the girls are talking outside and Asha has her back turned away from the house, while the girls can see it from behind her, and they see the smoke coming from it, they try to hide their panic

“Do you girls smell that?” Asha asks, smelling smoke coming from somewhere

“NOPE!” They answered

Eventually the boys put out the fire and continue to make the cookies, that turned out…

Disappointing, but hey, at least they managed to make something.

Asha comes back with the girls soon after they finish baking, she looks around in shock with how the kitchen is a mess, Dahlia looks like she wants to kill the boys then and there

“Asha! You’re just in time!” Aster says excitedly going to gab the cookies “Look what we made fo- YAAOUUGH!!” Aster touched the baking tray without gloves and for the first time got himself burnt.

Later, Asha bandaged up his hands while eating one of the cookies

“They taste great!” Asha said with a smile, she was being honest, Aster felt really happy with that besides his hands still hurting.

[beanghostprincess]

Thinking about the acrilics nail thing with fem sanji and nami and as a person who also works with their hands a lot I hate when my nails get too long (and that for me is if I look at my palms and can see my nails I will cut them) but a friend of mine loves doing nail art and I love it when she does my nails bc she makes them short bc she knows that I hate them long

So back to my fave girlies, Nami sees that Sanji is stressed and sad bc of the nails so she asks her to let her do it again, Sanji apologizes for ruining them but Nami quickly shut it down saying that it doesn't matter that she wants to try a new thing and Sanji bein the simp she is lets her

Nami goes for a short nail length and decides to try and do these watercolor effect on her nails (look it up if you don't know they're really cool) since she doesn't have a lot of space to do anything with it and it ends up looking like the ocean, Nami tried to do the all blue for her

It really could be any ocean but Sanji is crying of pure happiness and love and just overwhelmed with her gf taking into account her discomfort over her nails but also doing something to accommodate her and representing something she loves

It's really cute and Sanji goes through this phase where you awkwardly do everything without really touching anything so you don't ruin your nails but after a while she does everything normally again and Nami couldn't be happier than seeing her gf happy with something she made

AWWWWWW This is so cute. I'm sure they love spending time together while Nami does her nails!!!! It's not always sea themed btw!!! Nami is good with nails but she is not the BEST at drawing cute tiny things there, so she ends up calling Usopp (Yes I am making this lesbian Sanusona honoring my name deal with me please) bc their other girlfriend is the best artist known to mankin (I don't accept other opinions srry). And Usopp is THRILLED because now she can like. Draw little eggs. And bread. And fishes. In Sanji's nails. Like. She just has a whole set of acrylic nails that's just food-themed. It's adorable. She is the cutest, prettiest cook in the world so she has to have the most beautiful nails!!!!!!!

Please, that phase is so funny. You have to learn how to do basic stuff-- Me too. I mean. It's actually the first time I get acrylic nails and the first day is weird but tbh it's not as bad as people make it seem. But Sanji would be okay because she has shorter nails and she learns that! Wow!!!!!!! You can live normally with them!!!!!! But the first days she is calling Usopp to do everything for her bc she is scared of something happening to her nails and Nami is there rolling her eyes like "If it happens we just fix it, sweetie, don't worry".

I am sure tho that in the middle of a fight she would end up somehow breaking one of the nails and she'd be. So dramatic and angry abt it to whoever is fighting with her. Because her hands are now even more precious to her!!!! She has art her girlfriends made for her!!!!!! So ofc she is angry. The guy she is fighting laughs at her like "Hahaha ofc a girl would get so whiny for breaking her nails!!!!" and she just. Beats the shit out of him with so much pent-up anger and the fury of the gods on her side.

When the fight ends she goes to Nami and Usopp like *teary eyes* "Please fix my nails, my dearest, my treasure, please-" and Usopp and Nami complain abt her being dramatic but it's actually so cute that she appreciates their work so much.

[zexalisloving]

Hello, fellow Tumblr users! I'm back with another One-shot!

"Hello! I just wanted to say, since we haven't see the entirety of Yuma's house, who's saying that he doesn't have a fireplace? And so, I present to you, a Keyshipping One-shot for the ygoadvent day 9: Fireplace, and day 13: just like the movies. Enjoy!"

"Ugh," Yuma groaned as he exited Heartland Academy and arrived at the courtyard, instantly regretting his decision to wear his usual outfit. "Why does it have to be so cold out?"

Astral sighed and shook his head. He knew he should've told Yuma to wear something warmer. But on the other hand, it was kind of funny...

"Why do you look so smug? You're not the one who's freezing!" Yuma scoffed and turned away.

Before Astral could say anything, Yuma began to speak again. "Well, we have to get home now. Grandma will start getting worried since I'm already late."

Yuma started to walk back to his house while Astral floated beside him. "You know, Yuma," he said. "Your grandmother and sister are currently out of the house. Remember?"

Yuma slapped his forehead. "That's the reason I'm late. Because they're not home!" he said, even though he would've slept in either way.

He straightened his jacket and stood tall. It felt good that he could diddle-daddle as long as he wanted-- within reason, of course.

"Say, Yuma," Astral started, unsure of how to put this.

"What's up?" Yuma looked over.

"Could we... spend some time together when we arrive at your house?" 

"Well, sure Astral, but what makes you ask?" Yuma cocked his head curiously.

"I just... I heard your grandmother tell you about the... "fireplace", as she called it. I thought it would be interesting for us to... spend some time by it, like those couples do in the movies." 

Yuma chuckled. He had forgotten that Astral watched so many romance films. 

"You know what?" he said. "That'd be nice, Astral. Really nice." 

Astral eyes lit up with excitement. "Really?" 

"Really."

The couple arrived at the Tsukumo residence not long after their conversation. 

Yuma opened the door. "Grandma? Kari?" he called, making sure they hadn't gotten back. He ended up gaining silence in return.  He turned to Astral. "We'll be alone for now," he said.

Astral blinked a couple of times. "Why does that matter?" he questioned.

"It matters cuz they'll get suspicious if they see me bein' all romantic with an invisible spirit." Yuma said, entering the house. But he stopped soon after. 

"Geez!" he said. "I swear, Kari's gonna' burn the house down!" 

Astral floated to his side. "What is the matter, Yuma?" he asked. 

"Look!" he said, pointing to the fireplace, which was already lit. 

"I see... but... why do you blame your sister?" 

Yuma scoffed. "C- cuz she's always... leaving things on," he said. It was obvious to himself and Astral that he was lying. 

"Yuma, you are the one who displays that behavior. Not Kari." Astral pointed out.

"A-Astral! You-- that's-- I do not!" Yuma turned away with a pout on his lips. 

Astral brought a hand to Yuma's cheek and stroked it. "You know..." he turned the boy's head towards him. "You are rather cute when you are angry."

"Pfft, don't say that Astral, that's weird!" Yuma whined, forgetting that he was supposed to be pouting.

"Weird, but true nonetheless." Astral leaned in and kissed him.

Once they broke apart, Yuma looked at Astral with a content smile. Well, before he remembered what they were supposed to be doing. 

"Oh--! We're supposed to be in front of the fire, Astral." he said. 

Astral nodded, following the boy to the fireplace, which was located in the living room, of course.

Once they were seated on the carpet, Yuma leaned his head on Astral's shoulder, much to the spirit's surprise. This wasn't typical for Yuma. He wasn't that vulnerable very often. Perhaps that was due to the fact that he felt safe with Astral, the one he cared about most.

But Astral couldn't deny the fact that it felt nice, having Yuma like this. They could just stay like that for as long as they could, without any problems or trouble.

Just the two of them, forever and ever. 

[jackals-ships]

in a shocking turn of events this was Only ~800 words

bc @almostourgalaxy asked abt dogs response to dual bein sick and WELL, ur honor. he's baby. they're soft

you are having yourself a nice little nap when the sound of crashing wakes you up. has you jerking out of bed as your heart tries to leave your body, prey brain instincts shoutin about predator danger loud scared danger til you're aware properly.

you register first that saturn ain't in your bed, you're midway to getting up to find him when. you find him. in the damn floor. something like irritation flares up cuz you were sleepin and dumbass went and rolled out the bed apparently and he's probably layin there all embarrassed about busting his ass.

“Ampora.” all the bite drains out of you before you even finish his name. when he looks up at you he looks. rough. looks like he ain't quite with it and that's all but confirmed when he whimpers at you like a wriggler, even lookin like he's close to crying. fins flaring out hurt-defensive and you. you ain't sure he recognizes you in that moment.

....fuck but that's a familiar expression he's wearing too.

so you chirp at him as you slide off the bed, keeping yourself loose an open. voice pitched down softer than usual. “Saturn? …Sati?” he's still lookin at you sideways as you think. “..Korli?” that gets somethin, another whine that you answer with a chirping croon. “Korli, lil scraps, lil baby love, what happened huh?”

hand out he lets you touch his muzzle, pushes up into it with sad-pained sounds but doesn't give you a right answer. you're all set to frowning, he's. well he still feels like a corpse that's been left in a freezer too long but a warmer one. that is. hm. less than ideal.

his fins are still flaring out all pained but his posture is less defensive the more you stroke him. “You hurt yourself fallin huh? Scared yourself somethin fierce too didn't you Korli? Oh poor baby, can you show me where it hurts most right now?” he's turning his head, showin off his horns. ah. probably slammed em on the way down.

you're petting him with one hand and letting the other gently press. seeing what makes him wince and takin down mental notes. closer you get to the base of his left horn the more he whines, so you ease back off. shushing him gently. “I know, I know, oh littlest love you're okay, I'm right here, I got ya. He's bein so brave for me isn't he? Bravest little Scraps huh?”

you've never seen him so. open. but the praise gets him chirping and nuzzlin even more intently into you. “Oh he is so brave. My strong, bravest lil guy wanna get up? Back into bed?” he's shaking his head at you. “You wanna keep sittin?” another head shake that has you thinkin slowly. “...were you tryin to get up to get somethin?” that earns you a nod.

“Somethin to eat?” another no. “Water then? ..Alright that works, need to get some painkillers into you anyways…” course that sets him to pouting and if you weren't so worried you'd be squishing his whole face. fuck he ain't allowed to look so cute. “No? Even now you don't like takin your medicine huh. It'll make you feel better sugar.” somehow the pout is increasing and it's so hard to not laugh. “Okay, alright. Just water then, and maybe a treat huh?”

that gets him perked up. scrambling to all fours (threes) to follow you. steps unsteady, a bit of a limp, but he ain't falling over so you're (less) worried about a concussion. for the most part.

the water is the easy part. slipping painkillers into his food is a little more difficult because he is all up in your business. ("Lil love I'm just tryin to get, Korli gentle mouth, I'm tryin to- you gotta wait a second-")

but somehow, against all odds, it is accomplished. he also accidentally tried to take your whole fingers off in the process. you make a mental note that hand feeding giant puppies with teeth that fuck large is a little dangerous.

getting him back into bed is a pain in the ass. all the gentle coaxing has him whining and sulking like a kid that doesn't wanna take a nap. at least until you pitch your voice faux sad because, “You don't wanna cuddle? But the beds so big Scrapsies and Imma be so lonely all by myself.”

it works a little too well.

you could almost believe he wasn't hurting with the way he damn near barrels into you, curls up around you with the biggest wettest eyes til you start up petting him again.

…this is. gonna be one hell of a conversation later. but for now you don't focus on that. instead you just keep petting him til he starts to fall back asleep.

where you quickly learn that puppy saturn is clingier than normal saturn. you thought about moving and it was like he could sense it an was personally offended.

help.