#ESPECIALLY without telling them that you appreciate the effort they put in to show you cool things they made for free

[risingsunresistance]

twitter is entering their "rts > likes" phase now that likes are private after they spent years calling us ungrateful for being demotivated by ratios lmao

[clawsdevour]

｡. ˚oikawa husband hcs

wc: 0.6k content warning: post-time skip, fluff, goofy silly husband oikawa, not proofread

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-Oikawa, the type of husband to love to just hold your hand. Everytime he does though, he always looks at it to admire the ring he picked out for you the moment he knew you were the one. He can't help but smile and kiss the small gem while admiring the luck.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to absolutely love laughing with you. It's not that he likes laughing but more of hearing you laugh with him. He enjoys silly little moments where you get to laugh off a small mistake or just simple tickle fights.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to plan little "slumber parties" with you. He'd go out his way to buy little pouches of face masks and cut up little cucumbers for your eyes. While you're at it, Oikawa would also enjoy baking cookies to eat while you both binge-watch your current favorite shows. He loves doing little fun activities like these because you both get a chance to unwind and relax together.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to probably gossip with you about his volleyball team and old friends like how he met Hinata in Brazil. He loves telling you about his volleyball career as well since it's a big part of who he is and he appreciates how you love every version of him.. especially when you're real invested in the short volleyball gossip sessions.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to love ruining your cute couple selfies by making the goofiest faces mid pic until you get serious. Don't get me wrong, he enjoys taking selfies. But what he enjoys most is the memory behind the photos.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to give you his all. Every small effort he puts into you for instance, making you a simple breakfast. He puts every little thought into every action. Do you like bacon? He'd sizzle a fresh batch for you. Do you like your eggs whole or scrambled with salt and pepper? If you don't he wouldn't cook it that way. He remembers every little detail without you even realizing it.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to give you the best shoulder massages when you're having one of those days. He'd immediately notice your slight shift in energy and tell you to sit down in front of him while his fingers work that setter magic, relieving all the pent up stress and freeing up your tensed muscles while he reassures you with his comforting words.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to love going out on dates with you. He enjoys planning them, calling restaurants, booking flights, and overall going above and beyond for a good time with the one he loves the most. He truly loves to spoil you. He'd enjoy taking you out to foreign countries where you both can bask in the ambiance of new land where it's just you two.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to be a complete fatass for the food you cook. Doesn't matter if you're a bad or a good chef, he genuinely likes that you enjoy cooking for him. Every meal he eats, he can feel the love that you cooked it with every bite that just gets better. He's stuffing his cheeks full like a hamster to the point where he'd accidentally end up choking for water.

-Oikawa, the type of husband to definitely send you reels while he's out for work. He'd for sure be watching them and laugh when reading the comment section to the point where he has to send you the reels and sends screenshots of the comments he found the funniest. Oikawa would quite literally laugh in your dms saying stuff like "LOL HINATA DID THIS ONCE"

masterlist here

[adlery]

CLAW MACHINE

WIND BREAKER : SAKURA, SUO

→ You give them the prize you won from the claw machine

→ Note: fluff, grammatical error

→ Tw: none

→ Adlery's speaking: last post before I went on hiatus for a while :(( btw enjoy LUVIESS<3

| HARUKA SAKURA |

- Blushing mess-

- He didn't expect that you would literally play the game to get him one of the stuffed toy

- You get him a cat plushie that you find it amusingly the same as him, white with black spots and it resembles well with him

- ngl you're kinda proud that you only get it by two tries, you grin widely while giving him

"For you! It's very cute like you, Sakura-kun!", a playful tone hinted by you. He tried to form a word to protest but ended up stuttering from the embarrassed, "H-huh?! I'm not!", then he slowly muttered a "thank you... i- I will keep it" with his face still having the visible red flushed to which you beam by it.

- You can't help but nearly punch the claw machine after you saw a pure smile on his lips while he's looking at it

- You're not missing the chance to tease him giving you a kiss as a reward

"K-kiss??", you successfully make him stop functioning, (he ends up giving you one anyway):3

- When he gets home, he will lay on his bed and hold the gift up in the air, looking at it for a long time

- Boy will blush again remembering the moment before

- Sakura is not often getting a gift from the past so it's off when you did, but he is surely not complaining tho

- He also deeply appreciated that you put effort earlier to get him one, especially trying to get the specific one that you said it resembles him

- at the end, the cute stuffed cat he got will always be the one that he holds when he is sleeping<3

You would jokingly ask if he sleeps with it but being a tsudere he is, he will not admit, "Of course not! i... will never sleep with that" you know that's not true by his obviousness so the teasing will never end.

| HAYATO SUO |

- You both are having a date and you saw a new claw machine that was placed near the convenience store, it's the accessory one

- At first he playfully challenged you to win the couple ring only as a joke

- Do you take it? nah, you didn't

- You literally spend your money on the claw machine to get that damn thing while he is standing beside you, finding your struggle cute as he watches you turning the paddle back and forth to get it

- He would encourage you more since he saw how you look really determined, your eyes stay focus on the claw and then the ring box repeatedly

- After a few more tries, the claw finally catches and drops it into the hole, to which you cheer and immediately take it and grinning with pride while handing the gift to him

"Here you go, it's not really that hard", hearing that, he chuckled and kissed your forehead, "I can see that", he ironically said before checking the ring and taking your hand on his. "It's lovely. Thank you, dear"

- Afterwards, he would slide the ring on your fingers, acting like you both getting married to which results you to blushing furiously and even tease you about it

"Well I need to practice first before the real event, right?", then he wears it too and shows it to you. "It fits perfectly, dear", "I'm glad then", you laughed, seeing yours and his fingers wearing the couple ring together

- When you both went home, he would pay back the money you used to get the item, even if you don't want it, he will sneak it inside your purse or pocket without your knowledge

- At school, he will show it off to others, and tell them how sweet of you trying to win it for him

- Poor Sakura cuz not once but countlessly he heard Suo speaking about it to him

- Suo loves to hold your hand since he can feel the round metal accessories you wear met his while swinging arms together

- He would cherish it so much<3

©Adlery : Like and repost are so much appreciated 🎀

[sturnsshake]

alphabet - c.s

about: head cannons about chris for each letter of the alphabet. (just what i think) matt version

DISCLAIMER!!! i’m not copying anyone’s work, i’ve seen a gazillion people do this so if ours are similar, don’t cry.

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Aftercare - how he is after…

he is so loving. as soon as you guys are done is getting you cleaned up, is worshipping your body, and telling you how good you where and asking how it all was for you. very thoughtful, he makes you feel loved and not used.

Body part - his fav body part

he is 1000% and ass man. like he is touching that thang anytime anyplace he can. he loves slapping it while you guys are doing it, especially in doggy. during aftercare he always worships your ass.

Cum - where he likes to put it

chris is a freak. he loves when you suck him off so he can see your mouth fill with his cum. he loves it when you swallow it but he can still see the remains of it on your lips. chris also loves to cum inside because he loves the idea of filling you up and he adores the sight of it dripping it out you.

Dirty secret - does he have any?

not really. i don’t think he keeps them secret. except that fact that he watches step sibling shit apparently lol!! (hibachi vid iykyk)

Experience - how experienced is he?

i’d say he has some experience. he probably lost it in like high school sometime like late 16 or something. he’s probably been with at least 5 girls i’d say. he knows what he’s doing.

Fav position - his favourites

he’s an ass man, he’s a sucker for doggy. but he also loves missionary, it’s so intimate and he can see your face. he secretly loves cowgirl too.

Good - how good is he?

this man is amazing. like you can just tell he knows that the fuck he’s doing. like yess! he just loves women and it shows.

Hair - him/his preference

he keeps its clean, trimmed, and basic. he doesn’t really care what you do with your hair but i think he wouldn’t love a whole jungle but not plain bald either idk.. but i don’t think he really cares.

Intimacy - how he is in the moment

he sometimes can get carried away but never enough that he would make you feel uncomfortable or bad. he just really gets into it and enjoys it with you.

Jack off - his...tendencies

he does it. i’m guessing like 4 time a week. thinking about you obviously..

Kinks - what are his kinks?

this man definitely has a breeding kink. he just wants to fuck his baby in you. it makes him feel so good knowing how easy it is to knock you up. i feel like he also has a little praise kink. he likes to know he’s making you feel good.

Location - his fav place to do it

like the bed is his all time fav but he’s a sucker for couch sex and sneaky shower sex is always fun. he likes the thrill.

Motivation - what gets him going?

he hates to admit it but he loves lacy lingerie. it just looks so nice. he likes it when you put in effort to make you feel good about yourself. he loves a confident woman.

No - what he won’t do

i feel like it’s a no to anything that hurts you. like knife stuff whipping and all that. he hates seeing you uncomfortable in any way.

Oral - giving/receiving

he loves receiving especially when he can fill up your mouth but god he loves giving. he addicted to the way you taste. he loves it. he can’t live without it.

Pace - how fast does he go?

he is definitely into going faster for the most part but he does enjoy and appreciate the intimacy of taking it slower. he definitely does both.

Quickies - his opinion on quickies

he prefers to take his time. slowly building up to actual sex but if your down he’s down. anything to please his girl.

Risk - will he take risks?

he loves taking risks. he loves the adrenaline rush. he loves risky quickies and trying to stay quiet. it’s like a dirty little secret only you and him know about.

Stamina - how long can he go for?

he can last pretty longgg. he will go for as long as you let him. he does like to switch it up tho. some head, giving and receiving, then another round. he likes to keep it interesting. but pretty much he taps out when you tap out.

Toys - does he vibe with them?

eh. he doesn’t have any/use them. he doesn’t see the point in you having one when you have him. he’s not pressed about it tho if u have one.

Unfair - does he tease?

this man is such a tease. acting all innocent in front of others but is secretly teasing you without anyone knowing. he hates being teased tho. he can dish it out but can’t take it.

Vocal - is he vocal?

he is. he is not afraid to show you he’s feeling good. he lets out low guttural groans and moans when he’s into it. i feel like sometimes he whimpers when he’s feeling subby. but he def dirty talks and praises you throughout the wholeeee thing.

When? - his fav time to do it

he definitely likes classic late night sex. he’s totally a sucker for sleepy morning sex tho. a good way to ‘kick start his day’ as he says. he also loves to get freaky after gaming. like after playing video games with his brothers or streaming he’s just horny. idk i just see that.

X-ray - what’s he got?

from all the clips of his … he’s gotta be packing. like def above average. i’d say like 7 something inches. def a couple veins and mildly girthy.

Yearning - how high is his sex drive?

this man is always horny. like you can just tell. sex is always on his mind (NOT IN A WEIRD AND UNHEALTHY WAY just like always at the back of his head). he’s is always ready to go.

Zzz - how tired is he after?

i mean look, he’s tired but that does NOT mean he won’t properly look after you. he makes sure you completely sorted before even thinking about sleeping. he always tries his best to make sure ur asleep before he drifts off but sometimes he falls asleep before you.

A/N: me bc i lowk fell off the face of the earth. HEY GUYS. i’m kinda back. don’t expect a lot from me tho. i’m always busy 😩😩 but it’s okay. tried something different today. idk how to feel!! also do we want a part 2 with matt????

@cafekitsune for dividers - thank you!

LET ME KNOW HOW I DID!!

LOVE YOU!

[literallypyro]

I FINALLY FOUND A TF2 BLOG IM SO HAPPYYY 😭🙏💞💞💞

Can you do headcanons for the mercs, with a reader who's a good cook, basically welcomes them with their favorite foods and drinks when they came back from a battle because she loves all of them very much🍔😚.

(hope this isn't much)

Because of the way this is worded, I'm assuming it's not all separate like I usually do them. So I'll just be writing down random headcanons as they come to me in no specific order

To make this easier on myself, I made this in the context of you used to fight on the team, but after it being deemed unfair for one team to have more people, you took up a job as being a housekeeper of sorts. Like a house spouse but without being married to any of them. You do regular household chores all day and make meals for the mercs, but you only got that job because you asked. How could you possibly leave this darling little band of misfits?

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

It's a piece of cake

-Even though you were literally getting paid for what you do, they still wanted to show their gratitude. You didn't have to take up that job, after all

-It made them happy to have someone there who would do the chores they just didn't want to. However, they never treated you like a servant

-I mean, obviously, right? They still treated you as a part of the team

-Especially on the nights when you'd make their favorite meals. They can't even begin to imagine how much effort it takes to cook nine different meals just the way they like it

-Sometimes the mercs will collaborate, but they usually have their own way of saying thanks

-Scout would wake up earlier than you to make you a nice breakfast before you have to start your day

-Soldier would most likely make you one of his morbid as hell gifts

-Pyro would probably draw you something for you, but they might bake something for you depending on their energy level

-Demo would get you something he saw you eyeing in one of the shops in town

-I feel like Heavy would tell you not to make dinner for yourself and just relax at the end of the day and make your favorite dinner in return

-Engineer, ever practical, would build you something that makes your job easier. There's a small chance he would just make something nice like a little music box or something

-Medic is a bit strange with his gratitude. He would offer to find ways to enhance your skills to make your job quicker and easier, and implement them if you accept. Yes, he obviously has a random person biologically similar to you to experiment on first to make sure he has it right before trying any surgeries on you

-Sniper would give you small handmade gifts, like a wooden charm of your favorite animal. After a while, if there's an animal you like that basically takes care of itself, he'd get you one

-Spy would find out your favorite scent and get you the best body spray of it he can find. Classy brand, but still exactly the way you like it

-Even when they don't have the means of time to do these things, they are so grateful you stuck around. They care about you a lot, and they truly cannot express just how much they appreciate you

-Aside from all that, they are impressed at how skilled you are at cooking. Not only do you whip up dishes from different countries and cultures, but you put the time and effort into learning how to do it perfectly

-They are absolutely floored the first time you present them with their favorite meals all in the same night, each one cooked to fit the respective mercs taste. To make the meals the way they're supposed to be is one thing, but to make them with every change they would personally make is a whole other level

[creatingblackcharacters]

For a few years now, since I became aware of the concept, I've tried to impress upon my white friends that the culture-less state of being American whiteness relies on is A, a sad way to live; B, something that can and does lead to harm, including but not limited to cultural appropriation, and especially at the expense of Black people and culture; and C, something that is in their interest to try to escape from without performing said harm.

This has been a somewhat difficult idea to explain, but Sinners does it so flawlessly. It really gives white viewers the tools they need to understand not only that this type of harm exists, but also that they are quite capable of it. I'm often the friend who has to take people aside and be like, "heyy, you actually do capitalize the first letter of Indigenous, yes even in this context," and movies like Sinners make that kind of work so much easier.

This is not to say it is the responsibility of movies and such to educate audiences in this way of course, but when such a piece does come around, it can be a lot more accessible and thus more effective than, say, a textbook. To that end, do you know any other media that do a similar job of giving audiences the tools to make race and racism easier (if not less heavy or painful) to talk about?

Thank you for your help, and for running another accessible resource for learning about this stuff! I really appreciate what you do here.

Btw, while I am in your inbox--do you have any other media you want to hype up, whether or not they have to do with the topic at hand?

There is plenty of media about real world figures suffering under the violence of racism- Malcolm X, Fruitvale Station, When They See Us, Jasper, TX, 12 Years a Slave, Selma. None of those things are "easier" watches, but it does put the brutality in your face. I'm not sure how you could watch them and not get it. There are also documentaries- look up documentaries of the Black experience! Grass is Greener, Stamped, 13th, I Am Not Your Negro, LA 92.

I am averse to saying that fiction movies would necessarily make it easier or more accessible than a documentary telling you the facts straight up. Because even for Sinners, the movie didn't give you the tools, it gave you the symbolism- if you lacked the tools walking in (media comprehension and the base understanding of antiblackness and manifestations of white racism), then no, you didn't understand the movie- and a LOT of people have shown that they did not understand Sinners!

I will say that I have mixed feelings about this. A lot of Black people are very tired of Black trauma movies. Now, I do think it's important to recognize the violence in our history- it is CLEAR that we need to know and remember these things, to show that they happened and that we saw them! But I understand their frustration when it comes to questions like yours, where you want people to understand racism through being- and I hate to say it this way- entertained by our suffering. Because it's like... How many of these movies do we have to make, where we bleed and suffer and die on screen, and y'all still don't do anything after watching it? Why do you have to see fictional people suffering to understand, when the real ones don't move you? Why does it take a movie to enforce our humanity?

That's why you can show them these movies, but if they're not willing to watch the documentaries or do the reading, their efforts at antiracism will only go so far. Make sure you tell them that last bit I said, because it's something y'all need to think about.

[pretentious-blonde]

birthday

pairing: steve harrington x reader

summary: steve never really cared for his birthday, his girl takes it upon herself to make sure he feels special. showing him how far he has come

warnings: none, fluff

a/n: steve likes madonna, fight me

The morning was quiet, still. The sun had just about emerged over the horizon as you stepped out of the car, balancing two coffees and a small paper bag in your hands. You had made the effort to get up early, driving a little further to visit the little cafe you knew Steve loved. He practically begged for you to let him take the detour every time, which you did. You could never say no to him. Not when he asked so nicely, pinching his eyebrows together in a sorrowful expression. Pitiful, truly. 

You got there a bit after it opened, just to make sure the croissants hadn’t sold out. Steve had a soft spot for chocolate. All sweet things really, especially in the mornings. He wasn’t particularly vocal about it, but after months of observing him ordering pancakes from the diner and never skipping dessert after date night, you figured he would appreciate the sugar. 

Standing at his front door, you reached into the plant pot, grabbing the spare set of keys. You were one of the few people he allowed to have this information. You did mention to him that the majority of people keep the spare set in a place like that, but he disagreed, telling you that at least it wasn’t under the doormat. 

It had been previously, until Dustin found it and entered his home without warning. 

You unlocked the door as gently as you could manage, slipping inside and removing your coat and shoes. Gently, you placed the small bag of gifts for him by the door. He could open them up later. 

You tiptoed up the long staircase, coffee cups wobbling in your hands as you made your way to his room. It was miraculous that you didn’t drop them in your efforts to keep quiet. The door was slightly cracked open, you could make out his silhouette in the dim light. 

He was sprawled out on the bed, one hand under the pillow and the other lying next to him. He always had a habit of sleeping on his stomach, limbs tangled in a chaotic heap, it looked as though he had a battle with his sheets whilst he slept. His broad back rose and fell in tandem with his deep breaths, hair tousled and messy, face half-buried in the cushion underneath him. 

The sight brought a smile to your face, it was endearing how peaceful he looked. He was usually so put-together, but this? He seemed almost boyish, relaxed, unaware of the weight of the world on his shoulders. It was a sight that was reserved for you and you only. It was something precious. 

You carefully set the cups and bag down on the bedside table, knowing it was time to attempt something impossible. Waking Steve Harrington up. 

You leaned closer to him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder, shaking him ever so slightly. 

“Steve…” you whispered, trying the kinder approach to wake up the man. If Robin was here she would have just told you to open up the curtains, but you couldn’t do that to him. At least not today.

“Mmmph,” was the groggy response you earned, he shifted his legs under the covers, burying his face even further into his pillow. 

You had to bite your lip to stop the giggle from escaping. You decided to shake him a little harder, trying to rouse him from his slumber. “Steve, come on. It’s time to get up.”

Ever the drama queen, he let out an exaggerated groan, a rouge arm flailing out from under the cover to try to bat away whatever was disturbing him. “Too early,” he mumbled, voice thick with the remnants of sleep.

You shake your head as you laugh, deciding to change tactics. You poke him playfully in the ribs, which earns you another groan, this time more awake but definitely more annoyed. 

“If you don't let me sleep, I swear to God…,” his voice trailed off, but there was no real threat behind his tone. 

Steve was certainly not a morning person by any means. He had no problem waking up if he needed to be somewhere, but he was certainly not fond of being woken up without prior knowledge. You had lost count of how many times he slurred that he needed five more minutes when you stayed over, giggling every time he shushed you with his embrace. 

“Yeah, yeah, tough guy,” you tease, perching on the side of the bed next to him. “I brought breakfast.”

That worked a bit better, a small but noticeable reaction—a low but sleepy moan of appreciation, as if the promise of food might be enough to drag him out of bed. You waited for a few seconds to see if there was any movement, you huffed when there wasn’t, his face now completely hidden by his arm. 

You prodded your finger on his back once again. “Steve…”

With a melodramatic grunt of effort, he finally rolled his body over onto the side, amber eyes blinking slowly as they adjusted back into focus. 

“Oh…hey, honey,” he greeted groggily, rubbing a hand over his face as he fought against his fatigue, completely forgetting about his previous comments. His brown hair was a complete mess, sticking up in all directions. You grinned as you took in his dishevelled appearance. “It’s early…what are you doing here?”

“Did you forget what today is?” Your eyes widened, slightly suprised at his question. You couldn’t have got the wrong day, could you?

Steve furrowed his brows, seemingly still stuck between the realm of sleep and reality. “Day? What…oh.” The realisation was quick to dawn on him as his brain started to function. “My birthday, right.”

The reminder sent a wave of embarrassment through him, his lips turned into a small, sheepish smile as he realised his mistake. It never was a big deal to him, something he never really celebrated. Back in high school, he would just throw a house party, which would essentially just be a gathering filled with people who couldn’t care less about what day it was. 

His parents were hardly home, and even when they were, it was just a card handed to him when he woke up. He used to get some cash in them when he was younger, but it seems they even forgot that too. It wasn’t the money that mattered, they probably only did that because they forgot to get him a gift. But at least it was something. 

The last few years he honestly never remembered it. Only when it got dark, just him alone in the big, empty house he pondered celebrating it. But the idea just made him feel hollow. 

He glanced over to what you had placed on the side next to him, heart leaping when he recognised the familiar logo, he placed his hand on your leg as you continued to look down at him. “Thank you, honey…but you really didn’t have to.”

“Well, I did,” you gave him a stubborn look before crossing your hands over your chest, your expression not filled with any malice. “And I’m not done either. I have a few other things for you downstairs.”

His eyes grew bigger, his shock evident. He shuffled up, propping himself on his elbows as he stared at you. It was vulnerable, a look you rarely saw on him. 

“Ok, now you really didn’t have to,” he murmured, tone softer now. 

You waved your hand in front of him dismissively. “Just enjoy it, okay? I’m giving you the whole ‘breakfast-in-bed’ treatment here.”

Now that forced a grin on his face as he sat up fully, his movements still slightly sloppy. “Breakfast in bed, huh? You’re gonna make me spoiled.” You went to stand up but were immediately stopped by a pair of arms winding around your centre. “Where do you think you’re going? I’m not eating alone.”

You squealed in surprise as he dragged you up the bed, only releasing you when you were firmly settled by his side, under the duvet and everything. “Fine, fine. But if you get crumbs in the bed, it’s on you.”

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, already tearing the croissant in half, not caring about the mess. “Worth it,” he smirked before popping a piece into his mouth, holding the other out for you along with the coffee. 

You rolled your eyes as you took a sip from the cup, nudging his shoulder with your own as you both ate. The morning sun was creeping through the cracks in his blinds, illuminating his features just right. He sighed as he leaned against the headboard, shoving the last piece of pastry into his mouth before gathering up the rubbish from the two of you. 

He slid out of bed, reaching above his head lazily, his shirt lifting slightly to reveal a slither of his toned stomach. He gave you a sly grin when he caught you staring at him, feeling a sense of pride. 

He loved it when he felt wanted, especially by you. 

“Careful, sweetheart. Staring like that could get you in trouble.” 

You grinned wide, leaning back against his headboard, making a deliberate display of looking him up and down. “Who me?”

He shook his head and chuckled under his breath. God, you were trouble. He made his way over to his wardrobe, pulling out a pair of blue Levi’s and a classic Steve Harrington polo. He tossed the clothing items on the bed, glancing over at you, his tone low and teasing. “If you keep looking at me like that, I might just forget the plans downstairs.”

You raised an eyebrow at his suggestion, holding in a sly grin. “Who says I mind?”

He tilted his head back with a groan, as he stripped out of his pyjamas, leaving him only in a pair of boxer shorts. He grabbed his jeans and pulled them up with deliberate slowness, knowing you would be watching his every move. “Oh, trust me,” he smirked as he reached for his belt. “I could make it worth your while, but…” He tugged on his shirt over his head, raking his fingers through his hair in a weak attempt to fix it. “I think I’d rather make you wait.”

“You’re such a tease, Harrington.” You glare at him playfully.

He raised an eyebrow, walking slowly over to where you were sitting. His arms were crossed as he leaned over you, lips purposefully brushing against your ear, sending a shudder down your spine. 

“I think you like when I tease you, sweetheart,” he whispered before pulling away. 

Your cheeks heated as you tried to recover, shifting your attention away from his comment. “Finish up in here, or you’ll be the one begging for attention later.”

He grinned devilishly, finally backing off and tugging some socks over his feet. He opened the door dramatically holding his spare hand out in front of him. “After you, honey,” he said, his voice now sickeningly sweet. 

You shoved the covers off with a giggle, smiling as you passed in front of him. Steve was close on your heels, placing his firm hands on either of your shoulders as you descended the stairs. As you reached the bottom, his eyes landed on the gifts you left by the door. He was overcome with a sense of tenderness at the sight of them, all wrapped up with cheesy wrapping paper. 

“Angel,” his voice now lacking the teasing tone present before. “This is…this is really sweet.”

You carried on walking towards it, picking them up before leading him to the living room. Pushing him down on the large couch and taking a seat next to him, your legs now brushing together. You were buzzing with excitement as you handed him the first package—a small box which he eagerly tore into. Paper falling away to reveal a tape. 

He looked closer at the label, in your swirly handwriting were the words ‘BMW Bangers’. It earned a full-bodied laugh from him. He deduced this was gonna be the new go-to when driving around with you. 

He turned it over to look at the tracklist, also written by you. He nodded his head as he read over it, all of his favourites seemed to be present, Duran Duran, Bruce Springsteen, Womack and Womack, and a few other hits. He paused when he spotted the last name causing a guilty smile to spread. 

“Madonna?” He asked in an accusatory fashion. 

You beamed. “Hey, I saw you singing along to her on the radio. You’re not slick.”

He shook his head, opened his mouth and began to protest. “No, you didn’t.”

“Yeah, I did.”

Steve huffed, pushing your head away from him in a teasing manner, turning the cassette back over in his hands. “Okay, fine. But you can’t tell anyone.”

“Your secret is safe with me.”

He looked at you then, eyes softer despite his teasing demeanour. “This is amazing, sweetheart. Seriously.” He tells you truthfully, he was itching for a reason to get in his car now. Wanting nothing more than to spend the day driving around with you in the passenger seat, singing along terribly. 

“I try my best,” you say cockily, planting a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth.

With slightly pink cheeks, he placed the first gift down on the table and took the second from your hands, removing the wrapping just as carefully. When the present was finally revealed to him, his face lit up. 

“Oh man, look at this,” he said whilst rubbing his chin. In his hand is a framed picture of him and the kids, all with huge smiles at the pop-up Christmas market a few months back. He was looking mildly irritated, most likely with you insisting on a group photo of all of them. The memories of that day replayed in his mind over and over, it was one of the best holidays he had.

“Damn,” he laughed again, shaking his head slowly whilst taking in every detail of the image in his hands. “It’s like the cover of some crappy sitcom.”

“I know right?” You leaned in closer to him, eyes scanning over it. “The Brady Bunch 2.0. We could aim for a reboot.”

“Could be my big break,” Steve snickered. He was joking, but as his thumb brushed over the glass, you could see how much this meant to him. The family he never had. The family that chose him. That would always choose him. 

“Don’t let the kids see this,” he set the frame down gently next to the cassette. “Can’t let the little shits think I’ve gone all sentimental.”

“Steve, they already think that,” you tell him, tone light but honest. 

“My reputation is ruined,” he complained sarcastically, but he couldn’t deny how proud he was. How far he had come. “You know that Dustin even called me ‘dad’ the other day? It was an accident but…”

You chuckled at the idea of it. You couldn’t deny it though, Steve most certainly took on a parental role with the kid. Being the father figure he missed so much growing up, it was something both he and Dustin could relate to. You admired how deeply they cared for one another.

“Thank you. For—for all of this,” he rested his hand on your thigh, turning to face you fully. “Really, it means a lot.”

You brush his hand off as you wrap your arms around his midsection. He returns the embrace immediately, holding you close to his warm chest, resting his chin on your head. 

“You’re welcome,” you say, voice muted by the material of his shirt. “But, uh…don’t get too comfortable.”

He pulled back slightly, hand resting on the back of your neck as he held your gaze with curiosity. “Oh?”

“Well, I kind of… may have arranged for everyone to come over later,” you admitted, suddenly second-guessing your decision. “I mean, you didn’t have anything planned, so I thought maybe a surprise would be nice, but now I’m telling you, so it’s not really a surprise anymore, and—shit—I should’ve asked first—”

“Shh, angel,” he cut you off gently, placing a finger against your babbling lips. His voice was, calm, reassuring, laced with pure affection. “It’s fine. You’re fine. It’s perfect.” 

You blinked up at him slowly, taking in the familiar, easygoing grin that spread across his face. 

“I wasn’t exactly planning on throwing a rager,” he wrapped his arms around you again, feeling lonely without you pressed up against him. “You really went all out for me, honey. I love it.”

“Okay, good,” You sighed in relief. “I was worried I’d ruined the whole thing.”

“Nah.” Steve pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “You just gave me a reason to be excited about my birthday again.”

You felt your stomach warm at his words, his affirmation overwhelming you with a rush of affection. You glanced up at him one more time, only to find his gaze locked on the photo on the table. I guess now would be as good a time as ever to break the news. 

“Oh, by the way…” you began, a hesitant grin creeping onto your face. “Eddie is in charge of the food.”

“Eddie?” His face froze in stunned disbelief at your statement. “Eddie in charge of food?”

You nodded, choking down the giggle building in your throat at his expression. “Yeah, he said he could handle whatever barbeque you have. Thought you’d appreciate the help.”

“Absolutely not!” You laughed at his horrified expression, which only spurred him on further. “No way am I letting Munson anywhere near a grill. He’ll burn the place down!”

You burst out laughing at the thought, picturing Eddie dramatically waving a spatula over a flame, maybe even wearing a ‘kiss the cook’ apron. “Come on, Steve. How bad could it be?”

Steve shot you a deadpan look, truly baffled as to why you cannot see that this is a terrible idea. “Do you remember the last time he tried to cook at a party? We ended up ordering pizza because he set the stove on fire. Twice.”

“Alright, alright, maybe I’ll keep an eye on him,” you give in as he breathes a sigh of relief. “You can handle the burgers, grill master.”

“I like that better,” his body relaxing once more underneath yours. “No calling the fire department on my birthday. Please.”

You snuggled further into his chest, hiding the smile in the fabric. “Glad you like it.”

“I love it,” he tells you, gently placing his hand on your jaw, using his index finger to lift your face to meet his eyes, his smile was rich with adoration. The soft look was so intense it nearly took your breath away. He pressed his lips against your own, holding onto you for a little while longer. Until the inevitable chaos arrived at his front door in just a few hours. “I love you.”

[mythicmanuscripts]

Hey, there! If you don't mind me asking again, I was wondering about two things: is Aegon a lowkey brat? Because I have the impression that he could be one. And what could you say about Aegon's wife going away from king's landing for a important meeting or something similar? It's a given that his mood would sour more and more as day passes, but what's the extension or it?

Brilliant questions!! I’m always in awe of the stuff you guys manage to come up with to ask me. As much as you guys say you love my stuff, I couldn’t do it without all your inspiration.

Anyway, sub!aegon below the cut :))

So for the first question, I think Aegon tends to default to being a brat because it’s less scary? He’s so so used to being a disappointment to everyone. He can’t remember the last time someone in his family actually praised him, or even just acknowledged that he’s trying. He’s knows he’s not fit to rule, but he’s stuck here now and even if he tries his best it will never be even close to good enough.

I think this thinking bleeds into his interactions with brothel workers? He knows he’s submissive, he knows he wants someone else to take control, but he’s also so terrified of trying to be good because he thinks he’ll fail?

He always feels so vulnerable when he’s submitting and honestly, he wishes he could be good, but he’s so sure if he tries to do his best he’ll only get ridiculed and that will break him. Seeing the person he’s submitting to treat his efforts like a failure would just make him crumble.

So for that reason, he acts out instead. He talks back and disobeys and forces them to punish him because that’s safer, he can submit like that without getting his heart crushes.

Except he runs into a bit of a problem once he marries you. He thought he’d be having vanilla sex to produce an heir and then be back to the brothel workers.

But you’re just…. You’re so kind to him? You acknowledge his efforts, you praise him when he deserves it, you help him in a way that doesn’t make him feel stupid.

And it doesn’t even start in the bedroom either. It starts with you asking Aegon to do something small and when he does, you thank him and praise him. Aegon literally stops in his tracks when he hears that and asks you to repeat it. So of course you do, you tell him you appreciate his efforts and he’s made you very happy and Aegon has to hold back tears because he can’t remember the last time someone said anything like that to him.

From there, you start to notice how well Aegon responses when you praise him and acknowledge how hard he’s trying. So of course you keep on doing it, and pretty soon he’s hanging onto your every word, following you around and trying different things to help you so that you’ll show him he’s been good.

For the first time, he’s found someone who he actually believes he can be good for. He’s stopped trying to be good for his mother or father or brother or anyone else really because he knows he’ll never been good enough.

But you? He can be good for you, he is good for you. You make sure to acknowledge his efforts and thank him and you always offer advice and praise him for asking for help. And so, now there is a reason for him to put effort into being good, now there’s a chance his efforts won’t lead to broken hearts.

The first time you have sex after your bond has started growing, Aegon starts out bratty like he’s always done with everyone else. He assumes this is what he’ll have to do so that he doesn’t get hurt here, especially because it’s you and he knows he’d lose it if he wasn’t good enough for you.

You’re confused when he talks back, because everything you’ve seen about Aegon made you believe he’d be the sweetest little sub who’s desperate to be good. So you kinda just tilt your head and frown, asking why hes being like this.

Immediately he’s apologising and begging for a second chance and saying he thought you’d never be happy with him so he didn’t want to try. Which… you just pull him closer and tell him you’re already overjoyed with him which naturally prompts him to burst into tears.

[butterflytarot]

Do & Don't: A Mini Guide to Respecting Spirits (Various)

DISCLAIMERS:

Each spirit is different, just as we are

This presentation is focused on spirits like deities and spirit guides, not all spirits and not harmful spirits

As always, please make sure to do your own research and get guidance before attempting spirit work. I also recommend setting up layered, thorough protections before attempting spirit work.

RESPECT

Respect is at the core of your interactions. Respect requires you to self-reflect and consider the other being you’re working with. They are autonomous and individual, like you, so make sure you’re respecting them. Without respect, you’ll get nowhere but somewhere you don’t want to be.

THANK YOU - "Thank you."

Spirits are doing you a favor when you’re working with them. They’re bettering you and/or your life. They’re doing things you don’t have the ability to, or know how to, or can’t do in general. They don’t have to work with you, but they’re choosing to help you out.

Say thank you.

Though I believe spirit work is often a mutually beneficial relationship, collaboration or working, it's still important to show our gratitude to others, especially if we don't want to burn bridges.

Let’s say you went to the grocery store and couldn’t find an item. You asked one of the workers where you can find the item. They point you in the direction. You don’t just walk off, you thank them -- of course, deities aren’t necessarily grocery store workers, but they’re still real beings who are choosing to help you out. Show your appreciation. Have manners. Whether it's their "job" or not, this is necessary to being respectful and considerate, as they have been with you.

CHOICES - Autonomy

Remember that spirits don’t always have to work with you. Whether they do or don’t, they are making the choice to be there for you & show up for you. Even spirit guides decide how to help you. Remember that spirits are not at your beck-and-call. Be humble.

Just because you can’t see them... just because they can benefit you... does not mean they warrant being disrespected or taken advantage of. They are still autonomous beings and they still have options as to what they do with their energy, abilities, and time, just like the rest of us.

GUIDANCE - "I see now."

The world won’t bend to your will. Spirits aren’t always going to tell you what you want to hear, or do things conventionally or entirely your way. Spirits often want to help you, but that doesn’t mean you know best. They are there to guide & support, not do whatever you tell them to.

Sometimes we wonder why things happen the way they do. We often wonder why someone like a spirit guide will allow us to go through pain. The answer, is because it’s what they see as the best thing for you. You’re asking for their guidance, they’re going to give it through their perspective.

KINDNESS - :)

It’s really that simple. Just be kind when talking to them. Don’t take out your anger on them, don’t dismiss their valuable knowledge or perspective, don’t insult them or pressure them. Just be a kind person.

If unkind - Some spirits will be left feeling negative and may not work with you again. Some won’t even talk to you after witnessing such a thing you did with another spirit. Some will go out of their way to make you miserable. You can easily put a target on your back when you are unkind. Be kind, it’s the better outcome for everyone involved.

PATIENCE - "Things take time."

Spirits don’t change the way the world works, and they definitely don’t always make things happen with the snap of their fingers. As long as you’re putting in the work, they’re putting work in too - so allow grace and have patience. It's also important to pursue mundane options if you're able to for any given situation - spirits often do notice the effort and energy you put into this stuff too!

Remember: You have to give a flower days, if not weeks or longer, of sunshine, water, and singing, before it ever sprouts.

MUTUALITY - <3

Working with spirits can often be transactional. Remember that you both may be getting something out of it, so keep in mind that it’s important to focus on your connection with this spirit.

Why are they helping you? What can you offer them? In what ways can you learn from them? (Reminder: This kind of work, and spirit work in general, is typically NOT for unguided beginners!)

UNDERSTANDING - :D

Understand who the spirit is. Learn about them. Put in effort to recognize how they act, what they do to help, and how they see the world (best you can). Some spirits might even offer or request quality time, or want to get to know you.

You wouldn’t ask a random person on the street to help fix your love life, would you? Because only 1/10 of those people are going to actually help you without ever hearing your story, or without ever sharing theirs.

Something you can start with is asking their name, figuring out what species of spirit they are, and / or learning about things they like.

Respecting spirits is important. Respecting all beings, regardless of their form, is important.

Make sure you're learning as much as you can before doing something irreversible or detrimental! Learn about spirit work, set up protections, etc!

Thanks for reading! This is just my teachings, but I hope it helps some of you!

[dandysworld-meh-imagines]

HIIII!! I love your work so much! :)) I was wondering if I could request a mother figure reader? Just little headcanons, doesn’t have to be anything big! Remember to drink water, eat well, and take a break if you’ve been working on requests for a while! Have an amazing day/night!

Gardenview With A Mother Figure Reader!

Hello, dear! I think I did this okay, make sure to take care of yourself and do the same! I want to push out requests so I can make you guys happy, haha. Have an amazing day too! Here you go and thank you for requesting! <3

-Anna

You like to watch out for any toon you encounter, really. Some are more friendly while a few others are a bit hesitant and then there's Shrimpo too. So many toons like you and enjoy your company a lot! They really appreciate that you take the time to make sure they are doing well and check if there is anything they need! It's something that also makes you happy when you help a toon or even be there for another when they face a problem, you are always happy to help, after all!

-Shrimpo is one of the cases where it's tricky to even say anything to him without him yelling at you about how he hates your words and that. Despite that, you still make sure to tell him to take care of himself and take time to cool off for his sake which gets you the usual response. Though at least he seems to pause as he registers your words first in his brain before yelling insults back, he doesn't do that to anyone else so.. could be some progress? He hates that your words repeat on his mind and the other toons trust you more to maybe try and get through into him though you know it's gonna take a long time.

-You really enjoy being invited and doing activities with everyone else, though! Whether it's something simple like reading books at the book club with Astro, Brightney, Razzle & Dazzle, baking with Cosmo, Sprout, Boxten or even something that requires more effort like Vee's gameshows and even physical work like helping Shelly with carrying dinosaur fossils to assemble together! Even just having talks with toons like Flutter, Teagan and more, it makes you happy just spending time with everyone and you can tell it makes them happy as well, especially when you are so caring!

-Even though sometimes you need to have a schedule to make sure to spend time with everyone, you don't mind! It's also cute how many of the toons really wanna hang out with you constantly or look for you for any advice or help, you can't lie, it makes you happy! Though when it gets a bit tiring, you do set boundaries so you can get some good rest and recharge, you really do love what you do but don't forget to take care of yourself too! You can't keep going if you don't take care of yourself too, after all.

-You do find yourself getting gifts here and there! You find it adorable how you can literally tell who send you a specific gift, as they all have their own little personalities and it shows in the way they made the present. You try your best to decorate your own room or put them in a way where you want to keep them safe and not risk damaging them. It feels good after a full day to just sit by your room and look through every single one of them, even the new ones you got! Thankfully your room is big enough but you feel sad for the day where you have to ask them to stop with the gifts! You really want to keep them but there is no space!!

-Toodles also adores spending time with you! She considers you a mother figure and loves to gift you drawings of what she happened to draw or even a drawing where you are holding her hand! She still remembers that night where it was so dark and you happened to be awake and comfort her, helping her get back to sleep, she still remembers the feeling of you holding her hand before she went to dream good and happy things. Your touch is one where it's comforting and it's so gentle that it makes Toodles want to keep holding your hand!

-Whenever someone doesn't feel well because they got sick or they feel down in general, you are always there to lend a helping hand and help them focus on things that matter. You take care of someone who is sick and stay at their side and you always like to give comforting words and advice to those that really need to hear it. Though if someone just wants to let out a good cry, you are there to hold them close and allow them to feel their emotions. They are a few toons that you see often, such as Glisten, Shelly, Boxten, Flutter and more who come by because they feel like they are losing it.

-Some toons might not be as close to you as others but they do appreciate what you do for everyone and admire you. Vee doesn't really know what to say other than hello when you pass by her and say a quick hi, she wants to ask you more about what you are doing but doesn't know how to really start a conversation, though you still smile at her and continue to say a quick hi no matter how she reacts, she is intrigued for sure. Or even Connie and Gigi, Connie keeps following you around in whatever you do and Gigi likes you enough to not steal anything from you though these two never really approach you to really talk to you, you do offer here and there whenever you spot them and they just smile and consider your offer. Who knows, maybe you'll get closer to them as well in the future!

-Though in general, while walking around, you always like to greet everyone and wish them a good day. You really can't lie when seeing your friends around you, it truly makes you feel so nice and it's even better when they smile so happily at you. Life at gardenview is really something and you love all your friends so much, everyone has an interesting and unique personality that you love getting to know. It makes life here worth living and happy.

-You can't wait to see how many future adventures, talks, memories or anything else you will encounter in the future but you can't wait for any of them. Every day is eventful and something nice always happens, whether someone is setting a party, a good gameshow, a show in the circus or anything else, you will be there to see it together with everyone else. You also can't wait to see the friends who felt down feel more confident of themselves as time goes on and on and for others to improve on the things they wanted to do and you will be there to witness it all with a warm smile.

Thank you for reading! <3

[spikeface]

(tara voice) theeeeeeoooooo

I really did hear it in her voice jfkdsla

How I feel about this character: I am a notorious hater of change in TV casts. Once I get to know The Blorbos, I get invested and grow increasingly grumpy about meddling. I stopped watching Teen Wolf at first because the cast changed so dramatically between s3 and s4. I'm a baby about it!

So you can imagine my surprise when, after showing up five seasons into this show, this little weirdo slithered into my heart almost immediately.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: SCOTT MCCALL. Ahem, so sorry I yelled, let me try again: SCOTT MCCALL.

They are everything to me! It's the way Theo defines himself through Scott from the very beginning: he remembers Scott helping him when he was small! Scott made him feel better! And they used to be the same! Asthmatic little kids! And now he needs to kill that part of himself, finally and for real, and at the same time, Scott is so different from him: a real werewolf, a true alpha, someone who got power without killing anyone, especially not their sister. I'm such a sucker for that kind of obsession and Theo delivered in spades.

Meanwhile, Scott truly wants to have faith that they're still the same: that this is the same kid he used to know, that their history matters. He wants it to be the case that Theo understands what it means to be a werewolf, that Theo knows what it is to try to define yourself against a violent tide, to know how important it is to have a pack, to be terrified of being alone. He makes himself so wrenchingly emotional around Theo, in a way he's so incredibly reluctant to do in general. But he wants to let Theo in that badly!

And even if he doesn't see the truth of what Theo is there to do, he sees a deeper truth because Theo does know what it means to be trying to define yourself out of violence, to be alone, to be desperate for connection. It's just that Theo makes different choices, rejects the connection Scott offers because he tells himself he doesn't care.

But he cares so baddddd. 5b guts me every time because they're both walking around so wrecked by the murder. Scott's wound is the most compelling (and literal) to me, but the way Theo's failure is both infuriating and a relief to him just gets to me. He makes five different plans afterwards and they're all still about being like Scott and outdoing Scott! And Posey is so good at making Scott so raw about Theo: hurt, scared, angry, pathetically hopeful. He warns Theo not to trust Deucalion and suggests he could kill Theo if he had to seconds later. Theo cracks Scott open so good!

That said, I also adore Theo's dynamic with Malia--they eat their scenes up. He loves that she's more powerful him even though it also makes him insane. She can't ignore her feelings for him even after he murdered one of her best friends. Theo admits he doesn't want to hurt her and still does. Like come on, what am I supposed to do, not ship them?

I'm also a sucker for his thing with Tracy, I think I've read every fic for them and wish there were more.

I love his enemies-with-benefits thing with Stiles but soured on the pairing after seeing how the fandom treated Scott.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Okay, I know I just said what I said about Maleo but I'm also such a sucker for Theo&Malia becoming friends. I just think it would happen! Theo offers the kind of quiet help Malia would appreciate--especially compared to the flimsy and inflammatory "help" Peter tries to foist on her--and she's already softening on him by the end of s6. I think that as time went on and Theo puts more effort into being nice to people, he'd make more progress. And then they're both orphans with siblings they killed who know what it's like to be homeless. I just think they'd get each other on a level no one else does.

And I do enjoy Theo's dynamic with Liam. Liam holds Theo accountable in a way Theo really needs in s6, and you can see Theo responding to it. I've said it before, but I also really love that moment when, after being an incredible bitch about the keys for the truck, Theo takes in how psyched Liam is that they found the right one and cracks a big smile. I think Liam's particular brand of jockish hype is infectious for someone like Theo. In my current WIP, Theo lives in a guesthouse at Liam's place and I'm having fun with it.

My unpopular opinion about this character: In this fandom? The bar is so low that "canon is real" seems to be an unpopular opinion. It is canon, for instance, that he is the same age as Scott and co, and never had a heart condition, and yet...

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon. Would ONE conversation about the past with Scott (or Malia or Lydia or Hayden) be too much to ask?

And I wish he had taken Scott's pain.

Give me a character, if you'd like!

[bunji-enthusiast]

Could you do fluffy relationship hc with Tristan liones and nasiens with a reader who has a tsundere personality?

Hello hello, this was fun to write :)

hope you like your headcanons! reader is implied to be more male leaning in Nasiens' section (I used they/them pronouns for Nasiens, it seemed to make sense).

Quite the opposites, in one way or the other — if one really looked close, they could tell the difference in your personality, and Tristan’s. You were quite cold and aloof, rarely ever showing the distinct more affectionate side of yourself. In private, only Tristan ever saw that side of you, but even then it was hard to get it out of you.

Some people were used to it, others they were not. Perhaps having questioned Tristan how he could put up with you, but then again -- it is Tristan after all. He tends to see the good in everyone where possible, especially you.

When you cuddle (which is absolute mandatory, Tristan will be upset if you don't), you always pout and begrudgingly lovingly cuddle up to him. The smile on his face is worth it though, even if your face is blazing with heat when he seems to stare at your face for periods of time. You'll never understand why he does that.

Tristan still talks and hangs around you as he would with anyone else, he doesn't necessarily go out of his way to treat you any differently. Personally, he thinks it's rather charming and adorable that you can have such a rare side to you, in contrast when you are often aloof and antagonistic behavior you display towards him and any other person.

He enjoys the small talk and even the deeper ones, speaking about the intricacies of life. Tristan wouldn't be able to speak of such things with anyone else, it was quite the pleasant surprise for him however when he had delved in pretty deep and began a more fond and complex conversation with you. When leading a life of battles and helping people across the land, it can become quite the wear and tear on the mind and soul -- so he began to find a sense of comfort within these conversations with you, and that expression you have is rarer then anything else he had seen before. Beautiful.

Sometimes the nephilim is left to wonder if you actually do hate him, but you seemingly prove him wrong everytime. Despite it being huge, or small, in the face of adversity -- you always prove him wrong. That alone, all the more makes him love and appreciate you.

On occasion he'll give you gifts, one of his many ways to display his affection toward you. It always amuses Tristan when you get so flustered, it's something uniquely and inherently your own, something he saw alone. So it never fails to remind him that this was something real, and he wasn't putting effort into this for nothing.

Of course, it doesn't go without saying that you too have your own way of showing your love for him -- even if it may seem cold-hearted to others, he can tell.

Everyone just sometimes stares, questioning the two of you holding hands sometimes. Tristan knows why, but he couldn't care less, he was with you and that was all that mattered to him right now.

The last anyone expected was the two of you actually being in a relationship, which was, unexpected. But it was welcomed with warm arms.

A resilient and scientific innovated boy and an even colder one, which had brought the question of how long the two of you would last. But what they didn't know, was how incredibly affectionate you were when there was no one else around. Or even if it was obvious out in the open, you still were incredibly aloof even within performing acts of affectionate gestures.

You two seem to do quite a lot for each other, gathering herbs on occasion, talking in the quiet tresses of thick air and the barely noticeable act of hand-holding within the crowd. It seemed incredibly vague in the sense, but Nasiens didn't mind, they could tell and they could know.

The act of cuddling was seldom rare due to the recent events in the following days, and Nasiens was somewhat big on physical touch. However, when faced with constant adversity, they wished they could just cuddle you for a while instead, even with their entire wish of healing and curing everyone who is in ailment. Nasiens realized they needed breaks, yet it was always with their friends and you that they always pushed themselves to their limits -- and truly, they didn't mind.

Whenever you had blushed, Nasiens always committed the expression to memory, as it was rare to see due to your behavior and tendencies to act more resentful and close-off. So it was nice on the off-chance when you are warm and affectionate.

In general, both of you cover your weaknesses and strengths for each other. So in battle, you end up working with each other well in order to avoid the worst possible scenario in combat.

[morteraphan]

Hello, Forgive me for this sudden question, I hope it is appropriate. I think you might have some experience.

Straight to the point, I would like to know how you (how to) grow a presence online as an artist. The algorithm is really bad in this era, and it's hard to get someone to see your work if you are a nobody.

I have been on social media for 5 years and tried all the methods I could. everything. I could. At one point got so desperate for attention started clout chasing for an audience, which ended up regretting and deleting an account with 9k random people. It is impossible to grow an art account by just posting. And I personally don't think engaging with others is a good way now, the art community used to be nice, but now people are all just so... different.

When I am drawing alone, I enjoy the process, and I want to show my art to others. I don't have people to share in real life, so social media is the only option. Yet ironically because of the algorithm mostly (and my very unlucky fortune), I don't have anyone to see my art. Literally no one. ( maybe only that one/two guys, which I'm grateful) I am just so tired of trying and failing again.

Sometimes when I see artists get all the attention and support, I can't help but feel jealous. Especially those who live on their ocs and can get people to engage with their oc universe. I envy them because I want to share mine as well. I don't crave much and don't need a thousand people, I just want my work to be seen and make myself feel worthy. It's true they say 'Don't care about popularity do art for yourself' but it's hard.

It has been a vicious cycle, and it has seriously affected my mental health. I used to be a super active artist, yet now I realise I don't like drawing that much anymore. I don't enjoy the only hobby I like, drawing. Because I know no matter how much effort I put into the artwork, no one is going to see it. Even though I like to draw, I can't bring up /finish larger works like I used to. When I think about drawing, it feels like a chore without a reward (external validation).

What I think upset me the most, is when someone managed to see my work on social media, they only spam likes and not follow... ? Because I only have like 10 followers. I don't know how to react anymore.

I have a dream to become a comic artist. I am afraid no one will see my work because I am not a well-known artist. I am so disappointed about everything. I just wish there was someone who could truly appreciate my efforts, and support my work so I may feel I have a purpose to keep on creating.

I am so sorry this turned out to be a long vent, I never told anyone before, I hope someone can hear my inner thoughts as an artist struggling to survive. 🙏

Uh, anon, I'm so sorry to read this. I understand what you're saying and I agree that the internet is a very cruel place for artists right now. Too much competition, algorithms that make it impossible to get seen, AI crap, etc.

Unfortunately, I'm not the kind of person who can tell you how to be successful. I have always been very bad at it myself. I have been posting for over 15 years - and only now have I started to interest more people in my characters (and still, I regularly see artists who are much more successful than me, and who are 10-15 years younger than me). Probably, my first success was the designs of anthro characters, but even when I returned to drawing people, I lost a lot - followers, patrons, mutuals. Of course, I don't complain and am very grateful for what I have. And I'm grateful to those people who support my work. It's just that I'm really not the kind of person who makes successful decisions in my own promotion.

From what I can see, people like fanart, fandoms, some crossovers, DnD. I don't suggest drawing what you don't like - because this will only lead to burnout. But maybe if you find some interesting niche for yourself, you will be able to find people with similar interests and start building your social circle. It's sad that there are no art forums left now, because it was a cool thing. Sometimes I even think about starting my own little forum lol. But still, there are places like Bluesky where artists are now building a new community and helping each other in promotion.

If you want to draw comics - start right now! Draw comics, use hashtags, use all available platforms. Don't try to think of something global, start with something simple and something that will bring you joy. People like comics because they often help to reveal the character better than illustrations. For example, drawing silly little strips really helped me, I started them as a rough sketch after a migraine, and now it is one of the pillars of my art.

Anyway, sorry if this didn't help you at all and my message was useless. I myself am a person with burnout and a very gloomy outlook on the future, and I'm learning to love drawing again like before. I wish you success in your art and don't lose heart - sometimes the path can be very difficult and long, but if you do something for the soul, in the end it will bring results. ❤️

[kitorin]

sweet dreams.

in which, nanami kento finally goes on a long overdue vacation

contents. nanami kento x gn!reader, 2.965k words, fluff but then heavy angst (mcd and hurt no comfort), mentions of murder (true crime stuff) but no detail of it, reader is a coward and really can't handle horror (sorry that's just me projecting)

"What did you do?"

Guilt makes your lips purse, tongue swiping over them out of habit. You didn't want to call him, to interrupt him during the night shift he ever so loathes, contributing to the things he has to do.

But with demons lurking in the dark and the sense of impending doom beginning to latch onto you, it felt necessary, especially when fear decided to be quite clingy.

"I got scared."

A tired sigh comes from the phone. "How many times do I have to tell you not to watch anything disturbing at night?"

"This documentary got really interesting. I wanted to know what happened next..." Explicit content was fine, with Kento there to cling onto and his never-ending reassurance. Your husband watched these intense shows and documentaries without so much of a flinch, unfazed by quite literally everything displayed on the screen.

You, on the other hand, was a completely different case.

The slightest raise in volume managed to steal a scream from you, and jump scares had you flinching just a bit too hard. The mere build up and suspense of the music had your heart racing, even if nothing happened and it served as a little trick.

"I'm so sorry Ken, I'll hang up so you can focus on work." You're an adult, you shouldn't be so cowardly towards a mere genre of entertainment, and you should know better not to consume it.

Your thumb reaches for the red button, and your emotions hold you back, while rationality argues not to.

"No. Neither of us are going to be hanging up."

One part of you celebrates quietly, while another insists. "But you're working. Overtime nonetheless, and I know you hate those shifts. It's best to get everything done as soon as possible and get out of there."

His voice is raspy, garnished by a sultry tone. "Love, I belong to you, not my job. I do appreciate your thoughts, but you're more important than a mere paycheck."

Fuck. There it is, his eloquent, smooth way with words.

"Still. I can wait." That was a lie, though one you were willing to utter if it meant he'd prioritise his job. "Besides, what about that higher up you mentioned? The irritating one that's childish and overtalkative?"

Kento chuckles. "He's here, but he takes his job seriously and is highly capable. I'm on break anyways. Talk to me. If you can."

"I read about the Sapporo murder case. I still feel like the culprits from the case is going to sneak up on me. Or one of the zombies from Happiness." You adored the show and its cast, but god forbid you sit through another one of its jump scares.

"That's fine, it's normal. The point of this type of media is so scare. A lot of effort is put into making sure they elicit emotion." You cling onto every word he speaks, the world around you still there, only a bit blurry now. "Breathe in through your nose for four second, pause for two. Then breathe out through your mout for another eight."

Have you brushed your teeth?"

Kento hums as a response when you answer yes.

"Where are you right now?"

"In bed, but I need to clean up and turn off some lights before I sleep."

"Ignore it. I'll do it when I'm home."

"Are you sure?" There was no point in asking that, not when you'd rather not move away from the security of the doona. "You're going to be exhausted by the time you're home."

"Doesn't matter to me." Genuine indifference to the matter displays itself in Kento's tone. "I took a nap earlier, had a coffee or two as well. I'm going to be alright—" Something in the background echoes, though you could barely decipher what you were hearing, the furious tone of the voice concerned you.

"Who was that...? Is your boss mad at you? Wait but it doesn't make sense for a boss to give you a nickname—"

For a moment or two, Kento remained silent. "No, just an enthusiastic intern. He's talkative and sometimes loud but he's a good kid."

Your former worry dissipates, so quick that it almost seemed like it was never there in the first place. "Nanamin, was it?"

He sighs, the two of you know damn well that you'll refuse to forget that one.

"It's cute! Nanamin. I like how it sounds."

Voice softening, he replies with a chuckle. "I feel like you'd get along well."

"You should invite him over then. He must adore you if he's calling out to you that much."

"If that's true then I'd say the feeling is quite mutual." All you have is his voice, yet you can say without a doubt that he's beaming, a subtlety only you'll ever know— one of the many which compose the love between the two of you.

"Keep working." You whisper as a yawn claws out of your throat.

"Are you sure? Are you okay now?"

You nod, though he can't see it. "I am. Just listening to you helps a lot."

"I'm glad."

"Do your best at work, okay? And make sure you stay safe on the way home?" You hold back a grin, even though you're alone in your shared bedroom. "I have a surprise for you when you get home."

Kento piques with curiosity. "Really?"

"Yup, I think you'll love it." You stare at your bedside table, where tickets to Malaysia were stored. "I hope you do, at least."

"If it's coming from you of course I'll love it sweetheart." It's miraculous really, how you've been together for so long yet you have to suppress the urge to squeal over his sweet words. "My boss is going to start making me work again, good night darling. Sweet dreams, love."

You fall asleep with ease that night, this time with welcomed thoughts of spending time with Kento on the shore of Kuantan, running around whilst cherishing the cold, salty water licking at your ankles; rather than the intrusive thoughts from earlier.

"You could've kept talking to them. I wouldn't've told anyone even if it took a lot of time."

Fushiguro Megumi is examining the sharpness of his blade when he reassures his teacher Nanami Kento, not looking up from his weapon, seated by the railing of the bridge.

"I appreciate that, but it'd be wrong of you." He moves his shoulders in circles, loosening his tie to wrap it around his knuckles. "I can teach you other methods."

"Pardon?"

Nanami crouches in front of Megumi. "Your breathing changed when I told them how to." The student doesn't respond. "It varies from person to person, I've tested out a lot."

Megumi still doesn't answer, averting his gaze towards the weapon that he held down.

"Fushiguro - kun. Are you scared?"

The younger finally speaks once more. "... I guess." Hesitation presents itself in his words, barely stable and his reluctance to maintain eye contact. "I won't let that stop me from completing my tasks—"

"It's okay. You're merely sixteen, you're not even old enough to drink, nor get your driver's licence."

Megumi returns to silence.

"Look at me." And so Megumi does. "To be a child is not a sin. I'm perfectly fine with withdrawing you from this operation if it's too much."

"Wouldn't that get you in trouble?"

Indeed he would. He'd tolerate plenty of discipline and anger from the higher ups. But Nanami Kento knows too well what it's like to risk you and your peers for a 'greater good', at nonetheless a ridiculously young age too—an age where you're supposed to go to regular school and be regular, stupid kids figuring themselves out; not witnessing the death of the ones dear to your heart with the sight of their corpses forever imprinted into your mind, nor have the stench of blood memorised meticulously instead of historical dates or mathematical formulas.

If it were up to him, he'd prohibit such exploitation of children. None should be performing such tasks, even if born with an advantageous cursed technique.

If the higher ups adopted the same philosophy as him, Haibara would be alive and well, and Nanami wouldn't feel his stomach lurch whenever he sees a bowl of rice, nor flinch whenever he hears the mention of Geto Suguru. 

'I don't mind if it means you'll be at ease. Gojo can protect me, and if I'm unable to extract you from this operation then I'll handle everything."

Megumi takes a deep breath. "I shouldn't run away. I'll do my best. I have Tsumiki I need to return to. We should go find Itadori now."

“If you say so then, but it’s still my duty to protect you.” With a final, strong tug he tightens his tie around his knuckles. “I can't guarantee any results, not in this instable world and career. What I can promise, is that I will protect you with my life."

A determined nod from Megumi is all he needs.

Quick and efficient; that's the plan. Shibuya was already a mess, and all he wanted was the security of your arms within the four walls he calls 'home'.

"Thank you for having us."

Megumi, the one with the messy, black hair speaks coldly, though very politely, his manners were courteous and so was Yuuji. They'd come to your door and introduced themselves as interns at Kento's company. Now, they were seated in your living room, on your couch.

"Don't mention it, Ken's always been fond of the interns." You already miss him, he must've stayed overnight at the company again. "Are you okay with first names?"

Both nod.

You smile. "So, Yuuji, Megumi, what have you come here for?"

Yuuji speaks first. "It's about Nanamin, I mean Nanami—"

Without malicious attempt you cut him off. "Nanamin is fine, I overheard you calling him that last night. He was fond of it, it was quite cute after all." You chuckle to yourself at it. 

The boy swallows, appearing apprehensive. He sounded so enthusiastic last night, perhaps he was the type who needed to warm up towards people first.

"Well, um."

You don't say anything, giving him time to respond comfortably.

"Nanami sensei passed away last night." Megumi finishes what Yuuji couldn't.

Your heart drops.

Temptation to make an accusation of a prank attempts to claw out of your throat, but with how their expressions scream nausea and discomfort, it'd be rude to do so.

That explained why he never kept his promise of finishing up on chores, knowing Kento he would’ve done everything to make sure he made it home to do as he said he would. 

"What happened?" It doesn't feel right— and it isn't at all, but you have to figure out the truth, even if this all doesn't seem real.

"There was a fire." Yuuji whispers, barely loud enough and coherent with the tremble of his voice. "And he didn't make it out in time."

You remain silent, so does Megumi. Yuuji bites his lip, suppressing what seemed to be a sob.

"I see."

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. If only—" It drowns out in his bawling. "It was my fault. He—"

He completely lacked incoherency now, hiccuping as tears rolled down his cheeks.

"He helped us first." Megumi once again continues Yuuji's words. "But they recovered his body, we brought you his ashes."

He pulls out a package from his shoulder bag, wrapping it to reveal a pale blue funerary urn. Megumi places it onto the table.

"I'm sorry. If I had been capable of protecting myself he wouldn't've died saving me."

Your gaze meets Megumi’s, you're too afraid to properly acknowledge the urn, where your boyfriend was supposedly resting.

Silence permeates the air, Yuuji bites his sleeve to suppress his crying and Megumi breathes shakily.

"Don't apologise. You have no reason to. Neither of you." You've barely known the two, but the way Yuuji was sobbing broke your heart, and how both seemed to genuinely believe they caused Kento's passing. "It's not your fault. I don't think it is, and he would agree with him. He made the choice to help you, because he cared deeply for both of you. You can cry freely, I won't stop you." You muster a smile, hoping it'll be comforting in some sort of way. They're only kids, they can't be blaming themselves for the death of another they didn't cause.

Yuuji's teeth release the sleeve of his hoodie, hiccuping out what sounded like a thank you. You push a tissue box towards him, to which he accepts the offer.

"You idiot…” Megumi sniffles a bit.

“It’s okay, you’re going to be fine.” You pat him on the back, rubbing it too. You give him your phone, opening a new contact. “I’d like to invite you two to the funeral, can I have your contact details? In the meantime I’ll make some tea.”

You earn a nod, and are quick to retreat into the kitchen, hand holding your mouth shut as you slowly cry, pleading for Yuuji and Megumi to be unable to hear. 

"Kento! We're here, at Kuantan!"

After a long flight and travel, you finally arrived at your destination, you had dropped your luggage off at the accommodation, the urn Megumi had given you was held up against your chest.

I've always wanted to go to Kuantan, in Malaysia. One day I'd like to build a house on a secluded beach and live there. Of course with you, if you were okay with it.

You take off your sandals, tossing them away as you approach the shoreline, the coolness of the water catching you off guard. You continue walking, until it reaches halfway up your calves.

Off goes the lid of the urn, and you toss the ashes into the beach, watching the waves swallow Kento whole. It's not long before the urn is empty, you've never had to scatter someone's ashes, yet it felt like something was missing.

In all honesty, you have no idea if Kento wanted to be cremated, you've never touched on the subject of death, probably because the two of you were so young.

But something tells you this is the right decision. Kuantan's beautiful, and he wanted to go when work and money permitted him to do so. He'd loved to read a book under the shade of that large tree over there, and would've wanted to try fishing at the rock ledge nearby. It was just the two of you here, even better.

Fuck.

As you watch him swim into the ocean, you notice the tears threatening to spill. You don't bother trying to avoid it, not that you would've been able to.

"It's not fair!" You yell, out into the ocean. You don't blame Yuuji, or Megumi, or anyone, but you're still livid. "I miss you, I miss you so much that it gets hard to breathe."

The ring box feels heavy in your pocket.

"If you had to leave this world early you could've done it later." Your cry becomes a sob. "Just one month, then I could've fucking proposed. I don't need a honeymoon or marriage, I just want your fucking answer."

In an ideal world, you'd like to think that he would've accepted without hesitation, but that fantasy doesn't compare to the pain of remaining oblivious to his answer forever.

"Who's going to comfort me now? Who am I going to spend the rest of my life with? Who am I going to cook dinner with? What about Yuuji and Megumi? They had to finish their internships without you. Do you know how hard Yuuji cried when he came to tell me you passed away?"

By no means are you mad at Kento, you could never. But anger that slowly accumulated in your heart for the past few months, and had erupted. The empty coldness of your bed stings, and the amount of cutlery required being halved overwhelms you with misery. You can’t even laugh at his high school photos anymore, the amusement from his ridiculous haircut can’t triumph over the fact that he had passed away a mere ten years later. 

You’d much rather store it all away, each and every possession and photo of the man. The sight of his favourite mug serves as a harsh reminder that morning coffee with him will never happen. Listening to old voice mails seemed reassuring and almost lulled you to sleep, until you had to come to terms that he was truly gone once more. 

But at least sound can be captured.

What about his scent? Eventually his clothes would lose their scent, they probably were already on that course, even with your refusal to wash them. Touch can’t be preserved, you can cling onto the memory of your skin against his for as long as you want, but you’ll never truly experience it again.

“Goodbye Kento!” Despite your miserable state you pull yourself together just enough so you can see him off with a smile. “I love you, so so much. More than anything in the world, I always will! Thank you, for being there. Th-thank you for loving me.”

You've lost the energy to yell, throat now hoarse. You venture deeper into the shore, not caring about your clothes getting wet, as your face gets soaked with your own tears.

Who's fault is it? Was it the culprit of the fire (if there was one)? Or perhaps yours, for not proposing earlier. Maybe then he would've been safe and sound in Kuantan, after taking leave. Perchance it was the heavens deciding they’d rather just not authorise him to spend the rest of his name.

Whoever it was, it doesn't matter. Nothing could bring back the warmth of Nanami Kento. 

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[krowlovesinazuma]

Hello ! How’s your day today?

How would Kuki Shinobu react if she is your favourite character and how far would the other girls like Yae and Sara go to separate the two of you?

College's getting tricky, but I'm managing! Definitely affords less free time though...

Scenario: How it is to be your favorite

Characters: Kuki Shinobu, Others

Let's be frank, Kuki never expected to be something special. If Inazuma as a whole was favored by you, in her eyes she was simply a cog that had helped the process, nothing more, not even as you took her in trips way more than others...

After a while, she couldn't help but get a suspicion, even before you entered the world, but it felt wild to her, too wild to be true, especially considering who her competition was. She decided to play it safe and just think of it as a wishful dream...

She already had a lot on her plate from her day to day life even without your influence, so needing to adhere to your expectations on top of all of that couldn't help but stress her out, even if she did enjoy the trips out of Inazuma.

So when you come down to personality greet her with eyes that show clear fascination, she doesn't know what to feel. She feels so many emotions, both good and bad, at once! She may need a moment to take it in...

With the Arataki gang being as loud as they are, she has no chance of keeping this under wraps in the long term, and just imagining the reaction of the other influential people in Inazuma frankly scared her. This was the creator she was talking about!

She really didn't know what to expect when you began to ask for her presence whenever you caught sight of her, but she couldn't deny that she always ended up enjoying it, even past all the stuff that worried her before. She was right to assume that your presence was radiant.

Even if your trips together are more geared towards relaxation, she's grateful whenever you spend some time of your day with her. It might take her some time to get used to, but after doing it once, she can't help but want more...

She really doesn't need much to be happy, but whatever extra effort you put into it will be appreciated! It doesn't have to be anywhere near perfect to satisfy her, just make sure to spend time with her and all will be alright.

It's hard to tell how would the rest respond to you having a favorite. It would involve a lot of inner conflict though, that's for sure. For some more than others, but all of them to a certain degree, even before you appear in their world.

Of course, some are just happy to be there, and be acknowledged. Yoimiya, and Kirara, for example, are more than happy to accompany you, even if they may not be the stars in your eyes, and wouldn't do much to change things.

Others would similarly listen to your wishes, but have faint, fleeting wishes to be a little more special. Ayaka and Kokomi, for example, may have more selfish wishes, but wouldn't act according to them, especially not against your wishes.

But for the others? Things start to get more complicated. Characters like Ei, Miko, Sara and Chiori understand when they aren't the most beloved, and who is above them. And a such, their actions can be a bit less compliant.

Sara and Ei aren't as unrestrained, however, and they know how to compromise and plan without risks. They wouldn't challenge your love directly, but would be constantly thinking of plans to change it. Maybe showing off their potential, or giving you more attention...

If you arrive, they're definitely going to suffer some more inner conflict. You're right there, they could do something far greater to capture you, but they shouldn't disturb you like that, it wouldn't end up well. They can't help but think of more schemes however.

Miko and Chiori? Now that's definitely a bit trickier to handle. These two don't have anywhere near as much restraint, not with their actions, and neither with their words. They will make their attempts to make you appreciate them obvious and bold.

It only gets worse when you're physically there with them, as they have more opportunities to try and take your attention away. Presents, sweet words, companionship, they'll try many things without directly admitting their desire to become more favored.

[idonotwanttogrowupbitch]

Rodrick Heffley fluff alphabet.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

when you start dating this man is not at all affectionate, he doesn't really know what to do, he never had a girlfriend before and doesn't want to do something that you will feel uncomfortable with but when the relationship progresses he has more confidence to do things, he will hold your hand, hug you and give you kisses, this man can be very romantic.

if you were best friends before you started dating, its completly different, i actually made headcanons about that here.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

He obviously love every part of your body, but, if he have to choose one (without being sexual) your hands, oh man he loves them, every chance he gets he will hold your hand and intertwine your fingers, he likes it and does it without realizing it when you are close, he also leaves little kisses on them from time to time, and if you caress his face he will probably bite them or kiss them, you'll never know he's next movement.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Yes .Always , believe me when I tell you that this man IS the most clingy in the relationship, probably initiating most of the cuddle sessions.

D= Dates (What are dates with them like?)

PARADISE, dates with this man are the best thing in the world, he will always try to make sure you both have a good time, even if you don't leave the house, just spending time together is more than enough for him, for sure all of them include food and music, believe me when I tell you that you will ALWAYS have a good time.

E = Equal (Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?)

he thinks he is the dominant one but both you and he knows he is not, maybe at the beginning of the relationship he will be like "I am the man and I will protect you, I'm very cool" but as time goes by he will let himself go more for you, he will keep doing things like opening the door for you to come in or leaving you his jacket if you are cold but you will be the one guiding the relationship (mostly because you are the more mature one, probably).

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Thinking of you as his wife is somethign he loves , fantasizes about it and probably proposed to you a million times , literally for anything, you would just hand him the class notes and he would be like "please marry me", but he wouldn't really be aware of the commitment of a marriage.

G= Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

He is very appreciative of what his partner does for him and is very grateful and feels very lucky to have them and tells them when he can, but at some point in the relationship after dating for a long time he would inadvertently start to take his partner for granted, without realizing it he simply stopped seeing the things you do for him becoming even distant or "ungrateful" looking like only you put effort into the relationship, you would talk and he would definitely feel very guilty he would hug you and not let go for like 15 hours, he will definitely be much more attentive to you and what you do for this relationship, he will also contribute by making everything equitable, this relationship will make this man mature really.

it would be the only serious disscusion you could ever have.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Remember when i said he is the one who start the cuddle sessions? well, there's your answer, this man LOVES hugs, but only your hugs, and probably hugs you most of the time, every time he got the chance he do it (especially from behind)

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Hard to believe or not, I don't think he says it so fast, probably after you went out a few times while you were listening to music in his van he just looked at you sweetly and when you turned to look at him he just said "I love you" (his most romantic moment for sure).

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

A lot, he sees that a guy talks to you and automatically stands next to you and say "hi honey" and then he will tell the guy that he IS your boyfriend, but it is mostly because he is insecure and not because he distrusts you, he is afraid that you will find someone better than him and change him (he'll never admit it) but after you show him that he is ENOUGH the jealousy calms down and little by little disappears.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

The first kiss was awkward what can I tell you, he was nervous and stealing a kiss from you was not his best choice (he almost broke a tooth) and in the beginning of the relationship most of the kisses were short and sweet (mostly because he didn't know how to ) but with time when you try something more passionate he learns little by little and ends up being a VERY good kisser.

L= Love Confession (How would they confess to their s/o?)

It was very cute but still awkward, you know, Rodrick style, You two had been classmates for a while and Rodrick had always liked you, so one day he just came up to you and said (while being such a blushing mess):

"hi y/n"

"oh, Rodrick, hi, what's up?"

"I was wondering if.... well, yes, if... youwouldliketogooutwithmeonedayyouareaverycoolgirlandIwouldliketogooutwithyouonlyifyouwanttoofcourse,itwouldbeverycoolifyoualsowanttoyouknowasfriendsorsomethingelse."

"sure..."

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Lazy and affectionate, if you stayed to sleep with him in his house you have to be clear that as soon as you get into his bed you will not get out of there ever unless you necessarily have to, Rodrick will hug you or fall asleep on you and you can not get up, when you finally get rid of that and you get up and get to go to the bathroom or something be sure that he will either go looking for you or start calling you to come back with him

N = Nicknames  (What do they call their s/o?)

More often babe but if he's joking or he wants to get your attention, he'll say something super specific and clingy like "my sweet gummi gum".

O = On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

It's VERY obvious that Rodrick is in love, even if he didn't say anything everyone knows he is in love and of whom is in love. He literally can't stop looking at you when you are around and will definitely try to get your attention or hit on you with his eyes making everyone around him notice his crush and when you are together he shows you off to everyone (literally) so everyone knows who is Rodrick Heffley's girlfriend and crush.

P = PDA  (Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss when others are watching?)

Remember I said that everyone knows who Rodrick Heffley's girlfriend is? As soon as you start dating this man screams that you are together, he wouldn't deny your relationship for the world.

As far as public pda I have only one thing to say and that is DEFINITELY, this man would make out with you in public if you let him, he is not denying anything, the limit is set by you.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Being honest, he wouldn't remember every little detail of things you tell him but he is an attentive boyfriend he remembers your favorite ice cream, your favorite song, what you don't like and what you do, if he forgets something important you told him (or your anniversary) he will apologize for like 5 minutes straight even if you tell him it doesn't matter to him (in general he cares about you a lot)

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He doesn't have a particular favorite since he enjoys every moment he spends with you but if he had to choose it would be the time he teach you how to play the drums (although maybe he doesn't say it or express it, he love every second of that day).

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Not too much, he makes sure you are always well and cares about you but he also knows that you can do it on your own.

as for him he doesn't like you to protect him too much (he loves it) or at least not in public because he doesn't want people to think he's not cool.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts?)

Although the dates look very simple, he really tries hard to make you have a good time with him, and if it's your anniversary, even more so, although he would end up taking you to the amusement park or something like that, he is romantic in his own way.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

this man has a lot of bad habits, he sleeps badly, it's not that he doesn't sleep but that he sleeps too much, eating habits (unhealthy food and that somedays he barely eat because he was sleeping all day) and his dubious hygiene (I still love you Rodrick).

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

50/50

he wants to look cool but we all know how little he cares about his hygiene, probably after he met you he started to bathe more often

he worries about what he wears and how his hair looks, he always wants to look cool you know, I see him in front of the mirror for 45 minutes trying to do his eyeliner with his mother's eyeliner.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Probably yes, and even more if you have been dating for a long time.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He LOVES when you do his eyeliner for him, always ask you to do it, although it is still a difficult task because he doesn't keep his eyes closed because he wants to see you and he says many things that will make you laugh or break your concentration + he is not completly still (he's an earthquake) so what was a 5 minute task becomes a 30 minute one.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I don't think he'll wouldn't like something in a partner but in general probably public PDA with another person than you, he loves when you do it because he wants everyone to know you are his girlfriend but if Greg or Susan hug him in public he would be embarrased.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

I had already mentioned it and it is something we all know but even so, this man sleeps too much he can sleep 72 hours straight also having a very heavy sleep, there could be an earthquake or explosions and he would still not woke up.

i know i've been dissapeared for a long time but i still hope you like this <3