#I feel like he'd get zoomies

[voidheartkisses]

I originally wasn't gonna post this but I have nothing to post so heres my pandemonium design

Pandemonium with a sebastian-esque body

[weenwrites]

Headcanons with TFP optimus with a Cybertronian s/o who is smaller than him that is usually timid and keeps to themselves but occasionally will get the z o o m i e s and climb up his frame like a kitten just to look at him wide eye and speak calmly like "Oh hello beloved"

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

First time around and most likely very early into the relationship, he would've probably fretted that something was wrong when he'd see you race around, but upon learning that it's just a case of—as you call it—the "zoomies" he offers to go out for a drive or a walk somewhere private to burn off all the energy.

If you take him up on the offer, it's usually just him walking around an area nice and calmly while you run wildly around, bolting here and there, doing circles and whatnot. He doesn't really intend to do any rigorous exercising or even jogging while he's out for a peaceful walk—sometimes he even just sits and watches you race around—it's just the way he enjoys spending his outdoor time, and you've basically run 60+ laps around the entire area while he's still a quarter into his first.

And the first time you began clambering up his back, he was nearly taken by surprise and he very well could've lost his balance and fallen flat on his back, but he swiftly steadied himself. As you pulled yourself up on his shoulder and stared him directly in the eyes, he didn't hesitate to ask if something was wrong, again, but once you explained that no, nothing was wrong, it's just the zoomies, he just nodded and accepted that as fact. But please let him know before you start climbing him like a tree.

But further into the relationship, he'll get so used to it that he won't even bat an eye as he feels you clamber up his leg. He'll hold completely still, or hold onto something for balance if need be, and the moment he sees your figure in his peripheral vision, he'll look at you and respond with a deadpan, "Hello, Y/N."

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Some fanart for @king-candybug-backup’s wonderful story Kill Switch!

I honestly had no idea who sinistar was before this story and he’s a silly goofy looking guy. This is like a first draft for how I see the Sinistar cybug in their amazing story.

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[anticidic]

I keep talking about catzai, but cat!chuuya...he'd be such a dapper little fellow, but also capable of organized chaos when he feels like it

Like, he has his particular toys that he enjoys playing with, and Dazai will dangle a fake mouse in front of Chuuya to no avail. Chuuya just stares then looks away and goes back to grooming himself or loafing around

He's not necessarily high maintenance, but he loves structure. If he doesn't have his food ready at 6 am sharp, he'll paw at Dazai's door and sit by it meowing until he wakes Dazai up. Or if the door's open, he'll hop onto the bed and rub his face against Dazai trying to wake him up. And if THAT doesn't work, he'll tickle Dazai's nose with his tail and force him awake with a sneeze

He's a bit of a toebitter (but only with Dazai and because Dazai's dramatic reactions to being nipped on the toes or fingers amuse Chuuya)

Chuuya will come looking for pets and chin scritches only when he wants them, but Dazai will catch that rare moment of hanging out on the couch and cat!chuuya hops up and curls up next to him to keep him company

He likes falling asleep to the motions of having his back stroked and can be a purring machine when he wants to be (before he passes out)

Doesn't get late night zoomies very often, but if he knows there's a critter in the house, he'll plant himself right by a wall and refuse to move from the spot waiting for his time to strike. If he's running through the halls, then he's chasing something, and Dazai doesn't know whether to laugh or cry that he has another mouse that got in

Cat!Chuuya would either be the type to make biscuits in the blankets while he's staring down Dazai to assert his feline dominance or will straight up make biscuits against Dazai because it's comforting and he gets to bother Dazai

[flippinpancakes64]

Would you write about the Cullen's and their first date with the reader

First date with the Cullens

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

He pulls all the stops for your first date

He goes the very traditional route

He makes reservations at a really fancy restaurant, takes you to the museum, and then takes you home

He’s a bit nervous tbh

Even though he’s known you for months, he still wants to make a good “first” impression

After the date he takes you back to the Cullen house to meet all of his family for the first time

He tells them to behave beforehand

Mostly Rosalie and Jasper but still

Alice:

She just showed up at your house one day and told you to get in the car

She took you to a pottery studio ❤️

She made a mug and on the inside it said “date me?”

So that was your first date

You didn’t even know it was a date

After that she took you to a flower garden

She made you a bouquet that was literally bigger than your head

She’s not nervous

She knows you’ll love it

Jasper:

Ok so if we’re talking about people who would be nervous

This man’s shaking

He doesn’t let it show though

He shows up at your door to pick you up in a suit and tie holding a bouquet

He takes you on a boat ride on one of Carlisle's little yachts

You both admire the view of the city skyline at night

He brings you food that Esme cooked

Give him a little kiss and see what happens ;)

Spoiler alert he jumps into the water

He needs to calm down after that lol

Rosalie:

It's Kate and Garrett's wedding yay

And this girl you've been like sort of really interested in just asked you to be her plus one

AKA Rosalie

So for your first date with the pretty vampire lady from school you get to fly to Canada to attend a big fancy wedding of even more pretty vampires

yippee

I just want to really stress how quick this is

Like bringing some guy you just met to the family reunion vibes

But anyway

Your first date is spent dancing the night away and chatting it up with all of the vampires there

The Denalis were nice enough to doordash you something

Very stressful first date

But hey at least you'll never forget it

Emmett:

He would try to be so sneaky

Like you would have been talking for a couple of months

And then one day he's like

"Omg you're not gonna believe this but I was walking around town yesterday and someone dropped these tickets! They're for your favorite artist and there's two of them! Would you want to go with me?"

Like you're not sly, sir

But you say yes of course

He picks you up and takes you and you guys have a great time

At the end of the night on the drive back home he makes a guilty confession that he lied and that he actually bought the tickets

You just laugh

Esme:

I feel like she would ask you out to do something disguised as just asking you but really it's a date

She asked you to go do something with her

But it turned out actually being a date

She takes you to the movies and to a big craft fair

She buys you anything you want

Will not kiss you on the first date btw

Sorry that's like a fifth date thing

Carlisle:

I think he wants to do something fun

Like rent out a trampoline park or do one of those flying simulators

Or even an arcade

Like something super fun

But I think he'd choose the trampoline park

And then pay the employees extra to leave the building completely so it's just you two

He gets the zoomies like crazy

He's so fast

And the trampolines make him even faster

And it's so fun when he runs with you

Vampire! Bella:

I think she'd try too hard

She would talk about how nervous she was to Alice and she would take over

Thus leading to a very nice candlelit dinner at the Cullen house

That Bella absolutely hates

She feels stuffy in her dress and she's not having fun

It feels too formal

So like a week later she asks for another first date to try again

This time she does what she wants

She takes you down to the beach to watch the waves and just chat

She packs some food for you and you guys just talk for hours

She thinks she did a better job the second time :)

[thekeeperof-thefandoms]

HAZBIN CHARACTERS IF YOU GOT A CAT

This is a follow up to my aninal lover post.

Alastor

Confused as to where you got an actual cat in Hell.

At least it's not a dog.

Will say he doesn't like cats and complain about it getting fur everywhere but constantly has the cat near him while he's boradcasting, idly petting it.

If the cat is a menace and knocks things over a lot, especially while he's broadcasting he's using his shadows to restrain it or throw it out.

He literally makes a shadow cage for it sometimes when it has zoomies and attacks his feet.

Is annoyed with you for laughing and calling it "baby jail".

The cat better be useful and actually hunt the pests around the hotel.

He's feeding it flesh as a treat guys. Just accept it.

Charlie

OMG YOU HAVE A CAT!!! AN ACTUAL CAT!

She wants your cat and Kiki to be best friends.

Buys all of the cat toys. Expensive multi level cat trees. She cooks for it.

If it's not a cuddler, she's willing to suffer dozens of scratches just to hold it.

Has dozens of nicknames for your cat and spoils it all the time with treats.

Vox

Prefers dogs probably, but won't complain about the cat because it's more practical for people who are as busy as you all are.

He's mildly annoyed by all the cat hair everywhere, especially if it gets in his wiring or joints. Is also annoyed because he generates heat and hums from his mechanical parts, so the little shit literally won't leave him alone. It's hard to be an intimidating Overlord when there's a ball of floof on your lap/chest, and it purrs really loud to match your humming.

He swears he doesn't enjoy it, and you can hear him scolding the cat like it's a child whenever it does something, it shouldn't. Also has a kennel/cat carrier made to put the child, he means cat, in timeout. Threatens to feed it to his sharks while he watches it bap the tank glass for hours.

Buys it little ties and suits with his colors and logo on it since the damn thing wants to be with him at all times. If the child (cat) wants to come to meetings it's gonna dress the part. The cat is literally your child with him he just refuses to acknowledge it.

Valentino

Let's go with him not being the type of guy to shoot a pet for being annoying.

At first, Valentino doesn't like it because he just isn't an animal person. Like I said before he likes the idea of them more than actually having one. He does get annoyed with cat hair on everything and the little shit knocking things over.

However, let's say this cat is very sweet and snuggly. I think overtime he'd get used to it and begin to enjoy petting it and snuggling it. Maybe you, him, and the cat, all cuddled up to watch a movie. It helps him relax, especially if the cat is purring. He's also the type to dress it up and take photos with it.

Overall, I definitely think it's still more your pet than his, but he doesn’t hate it, and it does help him a lot, and he enjoys seeing you happy.

Lucifer

Cat dad. Immediately commits to that being your first child together. Like Charlie he will suffer unholy amounts of scratches to pet and cuddle it. Buys it fancy clothes and collars. Cooks homemade food for it. That's how I view it going down no matter where or how you acquired the cat.

However,

Honestly, he's probably the only one where you suggest outright getting a pet and pick out the cat together. You didn't even know an actual normal cat was an option for a pet in Hell, but he surprises you by taking you to some fancy ass place where high ranking demons have collected things from the mortal world and sell them. Running an actual high class, well documented, and strictly maintained cat breeding business, is a cat demon, and you two spend days meeting different litters of kittens and interacting with them in various scenarios to get a feel for their personality.

You guys definitely get a snuggler, because Lucifer really needs as much extra love as he can get. He excitedly tells Charlie she and Kiki are big siblings now and posts dozens of pictures on day one of owning it. You guys have a family portrait with the cat, Charlie, Vaggie, Razzle, and Kiki.

Refers to it as his child when speaking and calls himself dad and you mom (regardless of gender. You're mom)

Alternatively, he's mom and you're the father. He thinks gender norms are bullshit anyway. He can be a mom, he can shapeshift. (Also ya know, he apparently birthed Charlie).

Charlie loves her new feline sibling and brings Kiki and Razzle over to play all the time. It helps her spend more time with her dad too.

Angel Dust

He's a pet mom too! Will bring Fat Nuggets with him to play with your cat.

You guys dress them up and do photo shoots with your cats. Angel has an entire social media account now dedicated just to your cat and Fat Nuggets and eventually the other Hotel Pets.

He likes that both your cat and Nuggets can tell when he's had a bad day, and therefore you can tell. He likes that you can just sit with him in quiet solidarity, or play music, or a podcast, or just talk shit to distract him. He loves Cherri, but her method of getting through stuff is kind of exhausting for him sometimes.

Your voice, a kitty purring (if only it was Husk), Nuggets nuzzling his floof, that's kind of all he needs right now.

Husk

He and the cat just stare at each other, sometimes for hours, just staring. The cat will make little chirps, and he'll do it back if he's not thinking about it.

If the cat hisses at him he hisses back.

Skippity baps. The cat started it, he swears, and he just bapped it back.

Both of them high and catnip with zoomies. So much shit gets knocked down. Alastor strictly forbids Husk to ever get near the stuff again afterwards.

Alternatively, he, Kiki, and your cat, sprawled in a patch of sunlight, and all purring as they doze.

[leeny-leens]

Marauders boys at the Christmas market

I was walking home today and ended up stopping by the Christmas market, my favorite place at this time of the year, and it made me think how some of the HP boys would be like attending it so have fun! Due to the image limit I'm gonna post a second part where it's all Slytherin boys, my lovely darlings <3

Note: this can be seen as platonic or romantic

Pairings: Remus Lupin x Reader, Sirius Black x Reader, James Potter x Reader, Peter Pettigrew x Reader

Warnings: a lot of fluff, mentions of alcohol

Remus Lupin

I feel like he would've attended one before

maybe not a big or bright Christmas market, but he would've definitely visited one and knows how they are like

when you ask him if he wants to join you, he's happy to indulge you because it's been ages since you've gone somewhere together

the crowds definitely make him tense, he sticks close to you and keeps his eyes on you at all times

he's constantly making sure you don't get lost or something, but even if you did get separated it wouldn't be an issue to find him because he's so bloody tall

definitely checking out all the sweets stands with you

you both end up making a detailed rating list of which dishes and desserts were the best

I feel like he'd have a sweet spot for roasted almonds,I can just feel it they give Remus vibes

like the perfect blend between sweetness from the sugar and the dark rich spices and cinnamon?? the cozy taste that is so uniquely wintery and homey?? Remus Lupin all the way.

He'd be mesmerized by the lights and the way they reflect on your face, his gaze constantly wandering to look at the way your eyes catch the lights when you laugh at something

would grumble at people who keep pushing past you both

he'd walk everywhere you want and despite the teasing, would probably carry anything you buy or win

towards the end of your trip, he'd probably seek a more quiet place to sit down with you and rest

"You okay, lovely?" Remus voice is quiet, yet it floats through the air like the snowflakes above. The noises of the market are muffled, you both had found a quiet corner to finally sit down and get some rest. You take his gloved hand into yours, mindlessly playing around with his fingers while the ghost of a smile plays along your lips. "Yep," you answer "Just a bit exhausted, but it was fun." You finally look at his face, surprised to see he'd been watching you this entire time. Despite the relative darkness surrounding you, there's a soft glimmer in his eyes as he squeezes your hand. "Me too" he breathes out "Let's go again some time?"

Sirius Black

oh he'd be absolutely fucking enchanted

he's never been to a christmas market ever so he's just floored, jaw on the ground while watching it

I feel like he'd straight up short circuit from excitement

the people, the chatter, the smell, the stalls, the food, the games, literally everything about this place would be so incredibly magical to him

he wouldn't even know where to start

he'd Be bouncing from place to place exploring like an excited little puppy having zoomies

despite that he'd still make sure you're close by at all times and doing well

he'd try out every game and would attempt winning stuff for you

I feel like he'd love the shooting games or the duck fishing one

where I live there's a drink specialty called "Glühwein" which literally means glowing wine and my fuck Sirius would love that so much

he'd stare wide eyed, clutching the glass of hot beverage while taking tentative small sips

"This," Sirius declares with a flushed face and a smile that parallels the brightest star in the sky "is the best thing I've ever had!". You can't help but smile softly at his excitement, the way his nose is crinkled and his mouth is pulled into the biggest smile you've seen on him in quite some time. "Muggles are godsend, I'm telling ya sweetheart" he rambles on and on about the Christmas market, all the food and games you've tried so far and you bite down your grin as you tighten your grip around his hand. If having Sirius Back be this carefree and excited by simply visiting a christmas market, you'd take him to a million more for the rest of your lives.

James Potter

I feel like he'd be similar to Sirius, incredibly charmed and enchanted

would be so giddy to watch how the food is made

he'd dart from stall to stall, gushing about all the things that catch his attention

to be honest, that's probably going to be everything there

would ask you a million questions about things and how they work

if there are any rides, he'd drag you to try them out

he'd be amazed at the fact that this entire place is running without magic

"Christmas markets are magical" He breathes out, his breath coming out in tiny puffs. His smile is endearing, impossibly wide and it makes his beautiful brown eyes sparkle like the lights around you. "They're the most magical place after Hogwarts," he exclaims with joy, his hand never once leaving yours.

He'd probably buy a bunch of unnecessary random shit solely because he can

he'd also get a bunch of stuff that he thinks his friends would like

a wooden figurine for himself, sweets for Remus and Peter, some sort of toy for Sirius, perfume oil for Marlene and so on

Peter Pettigrew

I think he'd enjoy the anonymity of it all

the fact that you can just be part of the crowd, no association to anyone at all, and explore to your hearts content

he'd definitely want to try a bunch of different sweets, but maybe be a bit shy and feel like he's just dragging you around

I lowkey HC him as someone who's very into photography, so I imagine that he'd be snapping pictures of everything and everyone

you'd be his biggest muse, with the way the lights dance across your face, the way your nose crinkles when you smile, the way your eyes turn into crescents when you laugh at a particularly bad joke he says

he's taking pictures of you when you aren't looking, but also after a bit he grows more confident and you guys take a million silly pictures together

idk I just think you'd have a good time together, eating the different food and occasionally going off into quiet dark corners to take a break from the overwhelming crowd before going back off into your little adventure

you both would just walk around, enjoying the different stall while also people watching and making random assumptions about the people

"That one looks like three racoons in a trench coat." Your head whips around at the sentence, your eyes wide in shock at what he just said. You think it's a joke, but Peter looks dead serious. "Just look at the coat! No one walks or looks like that," the small smile that tugs on the corner of his mouth betrays the seriousness that drips from his voice, and you both burst into a fit of giggles.

This is my first time sharing something marauders themed aaaa I hope I did well! Feel free to request things, I'm trying to get the blog up and running as I hyper focus on those lovely boys. I'm more of a Slytherin girl, but they have a soft spot in my heart <3

[moonferry]

some sam puppyboy antics because i literally can't get this man out of my head.

* we all know he loves to do the "big dog who thinks they're a lapdog" thing where he will literally demand to be little spoon despite being Massive but please consider: sam with a really strong partner who actually picks him up and sam looks like those pics of huge dogs who aren't used to being held.

* loves i mean LOVES having his hair played with . i feel like he'd just spontaneously combust if you ran your fingers through it or scratched his scalp with your nails.

* gets those big, wet puppy eyes when he really wants something and it's impossible to say no to.

"farmer, can we please get/do [crazy antic]"

"sam..."

"🥺🥺🥺🥺"

"fine."

* he probably gets the zoomies lol. like if he's been working on one thing for too long, the energy just starts to build up and he needs to run around to let out some steam.

* definitely sticks his head out of the bus/car window. he's smiling the whole time, too, like a goober. and then you laugh when he gets smacked in the face by a tree branch or road sign.

* takes up the ENTIRE bed when you leave the farmhouse / it takes you too long to return at night and you just shake your head.

* wants to be super helpful so he follows you around the farm. he'd gladly hold your tools for you.

* literally holds anything you give him without hesitation or question. like you hand him a strange black and red egg? sure why not. anything you need him to hold, he's going to hold it like a good boyfriend.

* likes to receive words of encouragement/praise when he's done something good. "i watered the plants!" "oh, good job, sammy. thanks." ":D"

* little treats are a must. he isn't picky, but if you have him a joja cola or a mini pizza, he would be so happy.

* i think it would be hilarious if the farmer were to do the "dog owner talk" just to tease him like "oh, who's a good boy?! who's such a good boy? that's right, it's sammy-wammy!" he thinks it's hilarious, too, a bit annoying but funny nonetheless.

* he just likes being in the same room as you. it doesn't matter what's going on. he could even be on the other side, doing his own thing, but if you walk in you two could sit in silence and he'd be content.

* very physically affectionate & (if you're okay with it) loves to give you affection any chance he can get.

* i think he does that little excited shake/butt wiggley dogs do when their person comes back. he'd just be like yeaaah!!!! probably does it as a joke, but he's still super excited to see you. i think it would actually translate more into him running to the door and wrapping you into the biggest hug ever.

* nicknames & pet names are what you primarily call him but if he does something particularly stupid you just pull out the "samson."

* i think he'll just go off in the woods for a period of time and come back with a random trinket and then he's like "hi. i found this and i brought it back because i thought it was cool & that you'd enjoy it."

* very accident prone & is always covered in bruises from running into things or getting himself hurt.

* can fall asleep anywhere - even in positions that seem physically impossible or extremely uncomfortable.

* unrelated to the puppyboy thing but adhd sam has my heart.

* if you put your hands near his face, he is going to lick you. i'm sorry. like he has a stray hair and you try to push it out of the way? he licked your hand. it's mostly to annoy you and because he wants to be a little goober

* HOWEVER, if he's feeling very soft, he may smoosh his face into your hands and demand you cup his cheeks . just like *gently holds* yk?

* makes little noises or is constantly quoting things. i think he's a big vocal stimmer.

* loves to show you his favorite things!!! it could be some silly video on his phone or whatever but he'd be so proud of it and immediately want to show it to you.

* he would definitely go play in the mud when it's raining outside. you probably have to hose him down with the gardening hose before letting him back in the farmhouse. which also means you'd have to chase him because he does NOT want to shower

adding to this:

* he loves kisses. like a lot. he will definitely cover your face in kisses any chance he gets.

* loves it when you gently hold his face and give him kisses too. bonus points if you give him forehead kisses. he goes crazy for these and doesn't get to receive them that often bc he's so tall.

[deeplyshalllow]

Do the gale force soldiers witness Fiyero’s transformation? Or do they leave him tied up and come back for Torture part 2: For Bad in the morning/after a coffee break then panic because

a. someone’s obviously used the clothes of their mostly dead ex-captain to make a creepy scarecrow decoy, suggesting the real Fiyero has miraculously escaped in his underwear,

b. they believe they’ve forgotten where they put him, because there are so many other scarecrows (a frankly ridiculous amount!) already in that cornfield, Fiyero’s body blends right in and it takes all day to check them all and come up unnervingly empty. (Oops! All scarecrows!) Prompting the soldiers to check them all again and again “How could you forget?” “Why did you have to tie a sack over his very recognisable face?” “You told me to?!” “Stop gaslighting me!” Etc

c. free space

d. they did see the transformation and it terrified them so much they scarpered to the nearest pub and drank to forget

a.a. they assume Elphaba has taken their dead guy, wholesale, “What do you even do with a dead prince?” “Bury him I guess,” “Use his bones for evil spells,” “I would put the dead prince in an ornately crafted glass coffin in the woods, so that the Winkies and woodland Animals can pay their respects and gaze upon his beautiful face.” … “Except we beat his face up.” “Yeah we beat his face up.”

I’m suffering the thought equivalent of zoomies I’m so so sorry

Loolll Firstly I got a good chuckle out of Torture part 2: For Bad, so thank you for that!

Honestly I've always thought option D - that they did see his transformation for several reasons:

They're supposed to torture Fiyero "until he tells us where the witch went" and (despite the fact that they do know where Elphaba is by March of the Witch Hunters - I think she's beyond being subtle at that point, and she does have good defences) I just can't believe Fiyero would ever tell them, he'd die first. So I do not think they are done with the torturing when he's transformed.

You have to remember that these are Fiyero's men. Guards who have worked under Fiyero, probably considered him a friend, and all along he has been betraying them and working for the Witch. They are probably not the most pleasant people in the first place and they are angry. I don't think any of them are giving up for a coffee break until he's done what they want and is dead

I actually think she casts the spell pretty fast? Like wishing for his flesh not to be torn and to not be feeling pain when he's beaten, is going to be pretty redundant more than 10 minutes after Fiyero has been captured (like it's obviously long enough for there to be some possibility for him to be "already dead or bleeding" but there's also a chance of his survival)? I imagine she got to the nearest safe place and cast. And Elphaba doesn't even cast the spell for that long before giving up and falling into despair so yeah, I imagine the men see it

They would want the body. There's a lot of power displaying tortured Fiyero to Oz whether it be "look what the Witch did to our beloved Prince" or "look what happens to traitors" it sends a message to the Ozians. I can't imagine them going without it if they can help it (and the fact they do come back empty handed and presumably lie about what happened to Morrible, can't have impressed her much)

Why doesn't the scarecrow get caught later then? I imagine the guards still don't necessarily know he's turned into a scarecrow - I imagine they ran away the moment the freaky magic started happening (and again, lied about the success of their murder when questioned by their superiors). There's also a non zero chance that, when they were taking a stiff drink after it all, Elphaba all "no good deed will i do again" returned to the field, found no Fiyero and the guards drinking (she presumes in celebration) and just burnt them all to death.

Thanks for the question! It was fun to specuate!

[tealfling]

Same anon, uh the ideas aren't anything too crazy or spectacular but they are

Rolan with a tiefling who wasn't raised around other tieflings and has no idea about tiefling biology having Rolan knot in them maybe even during their heat/rut. Potentially with Rolan explaining things to them while talking dirty.

The second is just wild magic resulting in someone getting tied up probs Rolan and misuse of magic continues.

Final one would be him masturbating because he saw Tav get entangled by Jaheria found it hot and he's not handling his pinning well. Maybe even steals a piece of clothing from their laundry basket or their scented body oil to aid him.

Anon, if you were looking at me the screen when I read this you probably would have seen my eyes dilate like a cat about to Zoomies.

So my HCs:

Alright, I'm actually very confident in this first one bc-- that's kinda how my tiefling Sorc Tav Coren is playing out. She's not a virgin, but she's an orphan that didn't grow up around a high population of tieflings. (Her first lover was some smooth d-k half-elf) So the knowledge she has to go on is her own tiefling AFAB body and a gist knowledge of male tiefling bodies-- in the same way you might get a sex education from hearing your friends talk at school. Basically hearing your friends talk about dinosaurs and going to a museum and seeing a dinosaur are two vastly different perspectives.

-> Rolan's insecure and probably shy - especially at the beginning of a physical relationship. But he is a wizard and thusly nothing but a wealth of knowledge. He will make sure his partner is well informed on his equipment and how it works, but I think it would take some time for him to intentionally knot a partner-- especially one that has not experienced it before. He'll take it slow and work them up to it. He's surprisingly sweet like that. And he will ask. He likes clear communication. But when he's comfortable (read: more confident) this can evolve into dirty talk

-> with that said: an established relationship during a rut/heat cycle (these will eventually trigger each other so they're simultaneous) the knot is implied. It's kinda the name of the game. We're talking: mating press, probably marked/bitten, and absolutely stuffed...with his knot of course. Even if they don't want children, they're playing the breeding game. To quote my buddy @faerunsbest LET THEM GET STUCK (btw, I am writing this is my Coren fic)

Now about Rolan being tied up.

-> I see Rolan as kinda up tight with a lot of his issues stemming from feeling a lack of control in his life so I personally don't see him being super comfortable with any sort of bondage. But he might be willing to try it in a trusted established relationship. Idk, I think Rolan on his own is a little too vanilla to explore that on his own

-> I do think he'd be willing to misuse magic. I mean what's the point of spells if you don't use them?? Amiright, Lia?

~Mage Hand, Alter Self, Invoke Duplicity, Darkness, illusion spells- the list goes on. I think the key with these is that they still allow a lot of control on his part. Mage Hand- who couldn't use another hand or two now and then? Alter Self: shorter nails, deeper ridges, no ridges, extra tail, no tail, feathers, various alterations to genitals- endlessly possibilities. Duplicates- self explanatory. Why have 1 Rolan when there could be two? I think he'd be really into watching his partner take him. Then there are the sensory spells...this could go on forever.

Ah, panty thief Rolan. @faerunsbest & crew were posting about that not too long ago.

Highlights: he would, but it would probably be later in his story.

However in Last Light Inn there would have been a wash room where a sweaty post battle Tav could have bathed and lots of opportunity for a particular undergarment to go missing. Along with a Rolan that's hiding off in one of the rooms, desperately fisting himself while holding the garment in question to his face. He didn't realize he was this bad off. This desperate. This is truly a low point for him in his eyes and he's going to probably go into some self degradation bc he's ashamed of himself. He's not going to give it back though.

@faerunsbest @kimberbohwrites @ladyofcrowsandcoffee @barbwillbrb Thoughts?

[thehollowwriter]

*Skerks down the hallway like a cat coming down with zoomies* I heard you were doing Rollo fluff only requests, so I jumped into your ask box IMMEDIATELY. Do you think you could do some bed-time snuggles with him? I just want to cuddle this obviously touched-starved, emotionally repressed twink so bad you don't even KNOW. He'd probably say he isn't touch starved, that he's only does this because you seem to enjoy it, but then we'd wake up the next morning with half his weight on top of us and him clinging like a desperate koala and refusing to let go. No obsession, no sexual undertones, just a depressed man finding solace in a soft bed, thick blankets, and the warmth of another's arms, finding the peaceful sleep he hasn't know for years.

Aaah this is so cute! Thank you for this anon! ^^

Summary: You convince Rollo to get some well needed sleep. Cuddles ensue.

Warnings: None

(Pls reblog and leave a comment ❤)

In Your Grasp

The first thing that came to your mind when you laid eyes on Rollo Flamme was "wow, he needs some sleep."

It wasn't an unusual conclusion. Many people thought the same. The intense gaze of his dark green eyes were just as tired as it was intense. His posture and mannerisms, slow and lethargic as they were prim and proper.

Now, the both of you were dating. It was many months after the events of the masquerade and that thought hasn't changed.

Still, after all this time, the large bags under Rollo's eyes remained.

Rollo was a hard worker and a busybody who rarely gave himself a break. He often stayed up late or even all night in order to get whatever he wanted done, whether it be studying, homework, paperwork for his fellow students or chores.

You knew that he avoided going to bed because he struggled to sleep. He had told you once, during a quiet moment together, that simply laying there alone with his thoughts and nothing to distract him led to thinking about his brother, which in turn led to nightmares plaguing the few moments of sleep he did experience.

While you did sympathise with this, sitting on the edge of his bed watching him fight to stay awake and complete his work made you decide it was time to stop him.

"Rollo," You said softly, taking the paper from his hands. "Rollo you need to go to bed. It's late."

Your words were met with a huff and a dismissive hand wave. "I'm not tired. You should go to bed now, though."

"Not tired? Rollo, look at yourself. You're about to keel over. You drifted off at least twice."

At Rollo's silent, almost disbelieving stare, you sighed. "Let me stay here with you tonight. We can lie together until you fall asleep."

There was a moment were Rollo didn't react, his tired brain taking a pause to process your words. When it did, his eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink.

"T-Together?" He stammered. "My flame, I-I am not sure about that."

"Don't worry about it," You assured him smiling. "It'll be nice. Besides." You gestured to his large bed tucked into the corner of the room. "There's plenty of space so we won't annoy each other."

Rollo, still pink, looked at you, then at the bed, then his work and then at you again. He gazed at the paper in your hands, squinting.

The words looked blurry. His head was fuzzy. His eyes hurt. He felt heavy.

"Alright," He relented with a sigh. "Let me get ready and I'll... I'll join you in a few minutes."

You, already in your pajamas, sighed in relief and gently kissed his cheek. "I'll be waiting for you." You said, moving to nestle under the blankets.

Rollo set his work aside and and began to get ready for bed, his cheeks burning a much brighter red at the thought of sharing a bed with you.

He blinked, staring to the mirror as he removed his make up, a million flustered thoughts whirling through his mind.

Sleeping... together? In the same bed? Next to you and your warm soft self? You, likely to sleep far more fitfully than he ever would?

Surely, you would rather sleep in your own bed? The one you were familiar with in feeling, scent and comfort? Your room wasn't far from his, it wasn't a long trip and he could walk with you.

Rollo was standing next to his bed in his pajamas before his mind caught up with him and the flustered thoughts began to dissipate.

Still red and unsure, he simply stood there with his hands at his sides and his eyebrows furrowed, looking between you and his bed.

After two excruciating minutes, Rollo carefully lifted the black, royal purple and wine red covers and climbed in next to you. He was stiff and awkward in his movement, biting his lip almost as if he was embarrassed.

He lay in his back, and stared at the dark ceiling with exhausted dark green eyes. Stubbornly, they refused to shut long enough to let him sleep, flying open at the images that would flash behind his eyelids.

It was just like always.

Alone, in the oppressive silence of his room, images of his brother and Rollo's own failure to rip magic from the world dominated his psyche, making his breath catch in his throat and his mouth open in a silent gasp.

No... no that wasn't quite right. He wasn't alone. You were right next to him, huddled under the blankets and facing towards.

"Mon chéri," Rollo began before he could stop himself. "May we... talk? Please?"

Please. Anything to fill the dreadful silence weighing down on him, suffocating him. Please please please please please-

"Sure," You said, and he could hear the smile in your voice. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Anything." It took every bit of willpower Rollo had to avoid sounding as desperate as he felt. "I don't mind."

He could feel your gaze, brimming with concern, burning into you.

"Why don't you tell me about your day?" You asked after a pause. "I remember you looked like you wanted to throttle someone earlier. Who was the poor fool this time?"

Rollo let out a breath and rolled his eyes. "Today was... fine. Things were going smoothly despite that idiot Solomon's best efforts. It's impossible to get anything done when he's always glued to his phone..."

His voice flowed into the silence and was soon joined by yours. You shifted from one topic to another, talking about anything and everything. Rollo hung onto your every word, and you returned the gesture.

Slowly, Rollo shifted closer to you, pressing against you and taking hold of your hand in a tight grip. You wrapped your arm around him and his stiff body relaxed a little, comforted by your touch.

It was late when you realised Rollo had stopped speaking. You looked to your side to find him resting his head on your shoulder, eyes closed and chest gently rising and falling.

You smiled at the sight and gently kissed the top of his head.

"Goodnight, Rollo." You murmured. Your own eyes slid shut and slowly the world began to fade away.

***

Gentle golden beams of sunlight filtering through the curtains caused your eyes to flutter open and blink away the sleep.

Stiff and uncomfortable, you tried to turn over and stretch, only to find you couldn't move. Something heavy was weighing you down.

It took a few moments, but your tired mind eventually registered that it was in fact Rollo keeping you pinned on your side.

Rollo had his face buried in your neck and his arms wrapped around you as tightly as possible. His legs were tangled with yours, the position ensuring he was pressed as tightly against you as possible, holding you as if he were afraid you would disappear.

Despite your discomfort, you hadn't the heart to move him. He looked serene, a rare expression to see on his face. You chuckled and gently threaded your fingers through his short white hair, kissing his temple.

"I love you, Rollo."

......................................

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! I got excited writing this, so it'd about 1k words in length urugututur

Tagging: @distant-velleity

[sergeantflick]

More Jegulus/Starchaser Headcanons

• Reggie's animagus is the little Black cat but when transformed, he offen gets the ✨️zoomies✨️ (James teases him with toys or a laser beaming from his wand).

•Reggie is a fast walker.

• James is a hot tea kinda person, Reggie is a coffee person (just like Sirius)

• While James is often warm and walks around shirtless, Reggie is always cold and will use James as his personal heat radiator. Shoving his cold fingers up his sleeves or under his shirt. James notices when he's cold and will hug him tight, wrapping him in blankets.

• Low blood pressure Reggie. He gets dizzy easily.

• James has a thing for technical whimsical handicraft, esp. with wood. He'll build tiny book nooks, filigree figurines, beautifully painted. In their house, he'll have a little workshop and Reggie loves to watch him work.

• Reggie likes to play piano but instead of the classical music he had to learn back at hid family, he now adapts film music or modern interpretations of songs he likes, medleys, etc.

• James only knows how to play the triangle.

•Extravert James loves to socialize, go out,meet people and feel the buzz of life around him.

• Reggie is an introvert, he recharges best around James without talking. Just snug as a bug on the sofa.

• James loves to watch sitcoms and is fully engaged ("No, Reg, see. It's Rachel who asked him first, so technically..."). Reggie I all about true crime and James gets nightmares from the podcasts he listens to.

• Reggie's comfort food is something simple and savory, something he'd rarely get on the Black Household (I'm thinking of beans on toast...)

•Reggie is the gifted burnt out art child really...

• Reggie knows how to convince James: He calls him Jamie, sad puppy eyes, then a dramatic sigh. James knows what he's doing but it works...

[ryuzakemo128]

Sorry isn't Enough

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Ex-Girlfriend Headcanons

Credit (Dividers) @cafekitsune + @strangergraphics

Words: 649

Masterlist

(One) He is the one who broke up with you, don't get that one twisted. You were caught cheating on him while he was deployed, and he broke up with you when he got back. He didn't budge, didn't move, told you to pack your shit and go back your pathetic excuse of a boy toy.

Why fight for someone who clearly didn't want to be with me? Why should I have to be the one bending over backwards to do things for you when I know you will never do the same for me?

(Two) The first thing he did was adopt a black cat and named her Mayhem because of all the zoomies she did around the apartment. He bought her a pastel pink collar and a rather expensive litter box, one of those automatic ones.

To think no one wanted you. I understand how that feels. Far, far too well. You will never be alone again. Not while I live.

(Three) He blocked you on all of his social media accounts. He couldn't be fucked to know you anymore. You were Johnny's problem now. The Scottish bastard could keep you forever for all he cared.

Stop trying to call me. I don’t want to fucking to hear it. Shut the fuck up. There isn’t anything you could say to make what you did better. Nothing will make it better, you fucking arsehole.

(Four) He went camping more often now to get out of signal range, to prevent Soap Mactavish from trying to contact him for whatever reason he would conjure up next. It was peaceful out there, with just the rustling of leaves and the occasional howl of a distant coyote. He liked the quiet, the way it allowed him to think without the cacophony of modern life intruding. He'd sit by the fire, watching the flames dance in Mayhem's eyes as she curled up on his lap, purring contentedly.

You’re so small. Yet you make so much noise at three in the morning. You even yell at me if I don’t give you your dinner on time. Perfect. I love your Mayhem, Mayhem.

(Five) Simon put Mayhem through training to become a therapy cat for his PTSD. The VA had suggested it, and at first, he was incredibly sceptical about doing it. She picked up the cues pretty quickly, and soon enough, her gentle nudges and calming purrs became a comfort to him during his darkest moments. She'd sit on his chest and stare into his eyes, unblinking, until he took a deep breath and the flashbacks of his last mission subsided. "Thanks love." he murmured as his breathing eased slowly. "You are the best thing that came out of this fucken mess."

At least I have you. I might not have her. But at least I have you. I love your Mayhem, Mayhem.

(Six) Sometimes he took pictures of the moon, even if no one else saw them, even if no one else got the chance to see him do it. Moving on from you was far more important than jumping headfirst into a new relationship. He doesn't want to make the same mistake he did with you.

He shows off each picture of the moon to his cat. He knows she won’t understand why or understand what she is looking at. He just loves the reaction he gets from her.

(Seven) Soap and You find out heard a rumour he was talking to someone from Russia. A woman named Oksana Ivanova. You got somewhat jealous, even if he wasn't dating someone yet, but the thought of him moving on was like salt in an open wound. You tried to ignore it, but the whispers grew louder, the gossip more intrusive.

“Stop calling me.”

“Don’t bother.”

“I’m trying to move on. You’re making this hard for me. Stop it please.”

All of which he said to you. It took everything inside of him to not cry, yell or scream at you. He knew it wouldn’t do any good for him, you or Johnny.

[emeritus-fuckers]

Request for little kisses from an s/o to phantom throughout the day. Just lil pecks on the cheek in passing, or all over kisses before getting ready for the day pls <333

I live for fluff <333

Phantom my princess ♡♡ - Jez

Little kisses with Phantom

Phantom lives for little kisses!

He lives for small and quick signs of affection.

Mostly because he's a very energetic little guy (a trait he shares with his big brother Aether), he usually runs around a lot.

Especially since he was summoned recently, so he still doesn't fully control the zoomies, so he often just starts running around randomly, not sure what to do with his energy now that he's out of Hell.

And he spends a dangerous amount of time with Swiss... So of course he picks up some of his habits.

That includes running up to you and stealing you away for kisses.

Ever since he discovered small kisses, he absolutely planned to do more of them. As many as possible, it was just so cool!

Ghouls usually show their affection more aggressively because of their nature, so they all learn gentler ways to show it after being summoned.

And he just loved how cool little kisses were, he could quickly give you one randomly and it would be completely fine and normal!

So he absolutely abuses the power of small kisses. He'd drown you in them if he could.

He wakes you up with a hurricane of them, all over your face, neck, chest, any exposed skin he can get to, basically.

You have to push him off. Literally. Otherwise he'd just rip your pajamas and underwear off to give you oral and this boy could spend hours with his head between your legs.

He loves you so much! You're his mate! He wants you to feel good!

He's all over you whenever you're together. If you two are alone together, he's gonna give you kisses.

Hell, he's gonna give you kisses even if there are people around.

You have to push him off when that happens, too. He's got no shame when it comes to loving you.

You sit and he's near you? Kisses!

You two pass each other in the hallways? Kisses!

Hell, he's gonna look for you whenever he has nothing to do just to give you kisses!

The real life kissy monster, I swear to Satan.

He just loves you and he likes the human ways of showing affection!

It's usually your face and neck, if you like any other part of your body kissed, just tell him. Or even shove his head where you want it, he's not gonna complain.

He does nibble between kisses, it's just in his nature. He bites often, but nowhere near as often as Sodo or Sunshine. It's just in his nature.

He understands privacy and if you're on the toilet, he won't come in. But in the bathtub?

No amount of foam, bubbles or shower gels can stop him. He jumps in, fully clothed, to kiss you.

Not a single thought behind it.

He's very affectionate! Sometimes even a bit too affectionate but he's my little princess so it's okay.

[shy-urban-hobbit]

Five times the Witchers learnt just how cat-like Aiden actually is

Biscuit making - Lambert

Lambert stared down at his friend, eyebrows raised in silent question as Aiden dozed lightly, plastered to Lambert so they were snuggled chest to chest in the small inn bed. He'd gotten used to Aiden purring in his sleep when the Cat witcher felt safe (and Lambert tried not to linger too long on how that made him feel) long ago but this…this was new.

The hands resting on Lambert's chest were rhythmically gripping and releasing the material of his shirt in tandem, the pinprick scratch of long, tougher than average fingernails just enough to feel through the fabric. It wasn't uncomfortable as such, in fact once he got used to it, when paired with the soft, barely audible purr it was actually quite relaxing.

Soon enough, Lambert found himself being pulled into sleep, either not caring or not realising that he himself had started letting out a steady stream of content rumbling of his own in response.

"Question for you, Cat."

Aiden didn't pause in lacing up his boots, "Ask away, Wolf."

"You know you were-" he clenched his fingers in imitation of the gesture, "I don't know - kneading - me last night?"

At that, Aiden did pause and Lambert had the feeling if he could blush he'd be bright red.

"I..shit. Sorry, I didn't even realise. I usually only do that around my siblings. I'll try to control it better."

"Didn't say it was a bad thing. " Lambert bumped his shoulder lightly against Aiden's, "I was just curious is all. I don't give a shit what you do, short of stabbing me."

Lambert tried to ignore the warmth blooming in his chest as Aiden let out a tiny purr.

Jumpscare - Eskel

Eskel hummed to himself as he bought in the last of the vegetables from the greenhouses for pickling. Glad to see that Aiden was already in the kitchen setting everything up and was currently busy with a keg of brine. Things had been a bit tense to start with when his little brother had rolled up with a Cat of all people but Aiden had made it very hard to not like him. If nothing else, he was always more than willing to lend a hand with chores - always a bonus when your home was in a near constant state of disrepair.

"Alright." Eskel said, dumping one of the sacks out onto the stone countertop, "That's the last of this year's crop. If we work quickly we should be done by-"

He was interrupted by a yowl next to him and if Aiden was an actual cat, Eskel would be inclined to think somebody had just stepped on his tail. Whirling around he saw no sign of the other Witcher. Until he looked up just in time to see Aiden hauling himself up to fully perch on one of the rafters, glaring at Eskel's haul.

"Eh...Aiden?"

"Get those things away from me." The Cat hissed pointing accusingly.

Now Eskel was even more confused, all that was there was a perfectly innocent pile of….

"You mean these?" He held up one of the cucumbers, causing Aiden to growl low in his throat in response. Eskel hastily dropped it again, "Ok, ok. I'll put these away for now and we can work on the beetroot instead. Ok?"

Aiden nodded but still refused to leave his perch until the offending items had been shoved back into the sack and into a cupboard.

Soundlessly, he grabbed a knife and began to peel and chop the beetroot.

"Cat thing?"

"Cat thing."

Zoomies - Geralt

Geralt couldn't sleep. Again. He was nowhere near desperate enough to go down the Djinn route again but by the Gods it was starting to get annoying. He just wanted one night where his mind wouldn't keep throwing up scenarios where he failed his responsibilities to Ciri, Yen, Jaskier, his brothers…he was just one man for fucks sake.

He decided to go check on the animals, Eskel had mentioned that the fence on one of the goat pens could do with repairs but it was already getting dark by the time he'd noticed. It was on the list for the following morning but his brother would be heartbroken if any of them had gotten loose and hurt in the meantime.

Turns out Geralt wasn't the only one feeling restless. As he entered the courtyard he caught sight of a figure seemingly in the middle of running laps along the wall. Too lithe to be Eskel or Lambert, too tall to be Ciri, it had to be Aiden. Geralt stopped for a second, unsure why until he realised. Aiden was moving fast.. too fast to be running it safely in the dark and frost. Even for a Witcher, that could be a broken leg or concussion at least if he fell.

As if the Gods had been reading his thoughts, Aiden lost his footing and soundlessly tumbled down onto the cobbles of the courtyard, landing in a heap. Only to bounce back up immediately as if nothing had happened and continue running laps at ground level instead.

Geralt felt his brow furrow as he continued watching, what the fuck?

"Couldn't sleep either?"

Aiden had come to a stop in front of him, hair plastered to his forehead with sweat and eyes darting around ceaselessly as he almost seemed to be vibrating in his own skin and using all of his self control to stay still and talk.

Geralt hummed in response before gesturing to the wall "You do that often?"

Aiden looked slightly sheepish as if he expected to be reprimanded, "Only a couple of times since I've been here. The mutagens. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to combust there and then if I don't move , for some reason it's worse at night. I think there was something meant to make us nocturnal, at least partially anyway. If I were on the path I'd go hunting or just go run pell mell in the woods for a bit. Doing that on an unfamiliar mountain didn't seem like the smartest thing though. I'm reckless, not suicidal."

Geralt huffed a laugh, "Well, don't let me stop you. Just don't make us find you lying out here with your skull cracked open in the morning."

Aiden gave a mock salute before going to mount the wall again, "Remind me to tell you about Cat Trials. Trust me, a fall from this is nothing. You could always run a couple of laps with me if you want? It's just, you look as if you could use something to tire you out too."

Geralt shrugged. At this point, why the fuck not?

Chirp - Jaskier

"Melitele's tits, it's cold. I mean, it. Is. COLD." Jaskier proclaimed as the two of them closed the door on the snow storm they'd just left, moving to hang his cloak and hood by the fire in the great hall, "I swear, if you and Lambert ever decide you're heading South for the winter I'm coming with you. Geralt can freeze his tits off up here alone, he'll survive. Unlike me. "

Aiden said nothing, although the bard had been around enough Witchers by now to know his companion was probably silently laughing at him as he removed his own cloak. Jaskier tsk'd at the snow clinging to Aiden's hair and moved to brush it out without thinking. The Cat let out a small but clearly audible "mrrrp" and momentarily pushed into the hand before he caught himself. He turned to face Jaskier, who was grinning at him like both Yule and his birthday had come early.

"Oh, well. That is just precious! " He exclaimed, clapping his hands together excitedly like a small child who's just been shown a magic trick, "Oh my dear, if all Cat Witchers make such adorable noises I may have a new favourite school. Do you all do that or is it just some of you? Purring's a given, every Witcher I've met purrs to some degree or other."

Aiden caught Coen's eye, the other Witcher flashing him a smirk which said 'You're on your own'

"That's it, I've decided! I'm making it my mission this winter to find out just how cat-like you are!"

"Do that and I'll hide your lute up in the rafters." Aiden said with no real heat, the Bard trailing after him asking questions about tables and glassware, distracted (for now) from the coldness of the Keep.

If I fits… - Vesemir

Vesemir basked in the quiet. There were perks to being one of the first ones to wake in the mornings. As much as he loved having his boys back safe and sound for the winter, after months alone the constant noise could become a little overwhelming at times, making these moments of quiet solitude all the more precious.

He made his way to the laundry room with an armful of bedding he'd found which probably hadn't been washed since the previous winter if the stale smell was anything to go by. No matter.

He quirked an eyebrow at the closed laundry hamper. He was certain he'd opened the lid earlier unless old age and senility were finally starting to get to him. Dumping the dirty sheets on the ground to free his hands he lifted the lid again.

And was greeted by Aiden blinking sleepily up at him, disturbed by the sudden brightness. Vesemir briefly took a moment to try and figure out what manner of contortion he'd used to cram himself into a space the boys had struggled to fit in even as adolescents before catching Aiden's eye. The two held eye contact as Aiden tilted his head in silent question, still half asleep. Vesemir wordlessly lowered the lid again in response before walking away shaking his head. It was too early for his boy's antics.

[violet-harmon2011]

the evans ideal date

a/n: i know some of these are not totally canon - just let me live out my fantasies in peace lol

p.s. i love you all, thank you for reading!! pls lmk if any of these seem incorrect, i haven't revisted some seasons in a while. also please send me requests or just any evan peters related thoughts lol 🤗😚

all photos are from pinterest <3

evan peters

i have a feeling he would love going to the movies

or building a pillow fort and watching one in your living room

he has mentioned in an interview that he would watch anything just to eat buttered popcorn and candy and drink soda lol

if it were up to him, he’d prob pick a rom com but he’s also up for a good horror film every once in a while

if you went to the theater, he would definitely wanna sit in the back and make out

if you're at home, he would wanna cuddle and would let you lay your head on his chest until you eventually fall asleep together

tate langdon

i feel like he would wanna take a walk around the neighborhood after dark, you know, escape the house for a bit

he'd def wanna hold your hand

shares an earbud with you

listening to your shared playlist on your ipod

would give you his sweater if you got cold

would walk on the side closest to the road to protect you

kit walker

most days the he's too tired after work & you just wanna stay in

would wanna bake with you!!!

and would it turn into a steamy makeout sesh on the countertop? ...and potentially something more? 100%

but seriously, he just loves spending time with you after a long day at work

cooking with you, holding you, kissing you, cuddling you

when he's able to save up to take you somewhere special, he'll ask you out to the movies or a nice restaurant or even the county fair

overall just a lovesick puppy who is head over heels for you

kyle spencer

would want you with him at any parties he has to attend

but would much rather prefer spending time alone with you

would wanna take the bus out of town to escape for a little while

loooves picnic dates with you

would get the maid's help to make a bunch of food to bring

could relax under a tree with you for hours

jimmy darling

would take you to a diner in town

would wear gloves and try to pretend he was normal for you

but you would take none of that, holding his hands with nothing but a proud smile on your face

he would definitely feel 100x more confident after that

your reward would be waiting for you in his trailer that night ;)

james patrick march

would settle for having a nice dinner with you in his room and taking you to bed afterward

but would also be open to doing wtv you want

would ask you if you wanna get a drink at the hotel bar or have dinner at a nice restaurant if you’re tired of the hotel

kai anderson

going out with kai is a rare occasion

most of the time, you’re lucky if he lets you sit in his lap while he’s doing cult work late at night

but every once in a while (especially on nights he wants to try for his messiah baby) he’ll ask you out

god forbid you make a big deal about it or even tell anyone other than winter

“get changed, i’m taking you out in five”

is really the kai equivalent of “do you wanna go out tonight, my gorgeous princess?”

peter maximoff

shows up to your house, hiding behind a bouquet he picked for you

would wanna go to an arcade

beats you at every game

then he feels bad so he wins you a teddy from the claw machine that is absolutely impossible to win at

would take you out to eat after

nothin fancy probably just a diner or somewhere cozy

he cannot afford it but you don’t need to know that

would split a milkshake with you <3

afterwards, he has the zoomies so he gives you superfast piggyback rides

made you matching goggles in your fav color for protection :)

would wanna run around target at 1am pushing each other in shopping carts until you’re both kicked out lol

makes you playlists and loves sharing his music with you

warren lipka

would wanna drive around, get drunk, do it over again

no but seriously, he'd just be content driving nowhere, windows down, screaming some song that makes him feel "alive"

would take you to the gas station or some cheap diner

would love taking random road trips together & finding adventure

alex (adult world)

would love to take you to a museum if you're down

if you're a writer, he would come to poetry readings & book signings with you

loves going to the art store/bookstore

would also be down to just rent a film from adult world & chill at home if yk what i mean 😉