#I just think this is such a stinkin cute idea

[otvlanga]

Need a brynjolf fic where the MC is the new head of honor hall orphanage after grelod is assassinated and brynjolf has the hots for them and donates (very stolen and illegally obtained) money, food, and goods to the orphanage. And its like this whole moral debacle because MC is a goodie goodie law abiding citizen who��s new to riften, and brynjolf is the cool mysterious hot bad boy who’s clearly into disobeying the law but has a good heart deep down. And eventually MC falls for him despite the differences snd helps him reform the thieves guild into what it used to be about — giving back to the poor 🫶🏻

[gophergal]

Uhm

Uhm

I would like some uhm

Helmet party

Por favor?

Not only I am very crazy abt them but I need something happy (not rn but I like happy things and they make me feel happy)

So, uh

I would like some Helmet party, por favor.

They're flying high

[corviddrawsstuff]

SPOOD SPOOD SPOOD

[sickmachete]

you hold a pups face in your hands and you give them a little smooch on their forehead and you realize that actually maybe everything will be okay just so long as there are still pups to give litle smooches to

[monstersholygrail]

So about this Demon priest, I'm intrigued... go on. I can imagine as he's in the middle of a sermon, reader walks in, as reader just felt led to enter the church. As soon as Demon priest sees reader... he stumbles over the carefully and well prepare recitations. Sight focused on the back pew that reader silently sat on, not even noticing the uncharacteristic falter of the priest, nor realizing his eyes trained on them. He's been enraptured.

This is amazing, I am all for making this canon to Demon Priest. He’s so stinkin cute.

When you first walk into the church, Demon Priest swears he’s finally been graced with the presence of an angel once more. Your beauty ethereal, your presence divine in nature.

Hope blossoms within his chest that he has finally completed his repentance. That he will finally be welcomed back into those pearly gates. With heavens light shining back at him in your eyes how can he think otherwise?

He meets you after the service and realization dawns on him that you were not a messenger sent from above to take him to rejoin his fellow brethren. No, he realized instead that you were something far greater.

As part of his repentance, Demon Priest feels the pain of remaining inside a holy sanctuary. His feet burn with every step he takes, his hands while holding all blessed liturgical objects, and his face with the use of Holy water. With his demon healing they heal, only for them to come once more. Yet they each leave their own scars.

But as soon as your hand slips into his in greeting, Demon Priest feels as though a balm has been washed over his soul. The pain leaving him instantly with your touch. You certainly weren’t there to bring him home but perhaps you were something better than he could’ve ever imagined.

You were a gift.

Sent down from above and placed on his path. A testament to his strength and devotion. And he would be so utterly devoted. To you.

At every turn he seeked your approving gaze. At every chance he could risk he seeked your soothing touch. You had so utterly consumed him, turning his world upside down until it all came back to you.

It wasn’t long before he could no longer resist the idea of what it would be like to feel more of you. To grasp your supple flesh in his palms. Take your hardened nipples between his razor sharp teeth. Taste the sweet nectar of your essence on his tongue. He wanted all of you. To consume you as you had him.

Now as his hands run all over your body, leaving a lustful heat in his path, he finally has. The stain glass windows of his office shine down on you, illuminating your beauty as you ride his cock.

Your body bouncing so prettily along his hardened length, his eyes watch you with a feral hunger. Claws digging into your hips as he fucks up into you, not being able to help himself from taking you as roughly as he’s been wanting to. Your cries of pleasure being the most lovely sound he’s ever heard.

“Yes! It’s s-so good. Feels so good. I can’t believe we’re doing this,” you exclaim, baring your neck for him. His cock twitches within your wet heat, the curves of your body driving him closer to delirium.

He molds himself over your form, not being able to get close enough to the ecstasy of your skin. His lips latching on and sucking heartily at each of your breasts, leaving you panting as you try and match his every thrust.

“Tell me, my beloved, how can I be expected to deny you? That which I most crave. My greatest temptation…” he growls and you feel the vibration move through your body and shoot straight to your soaked core.

His claws sink into your plush hips, using his hold to slam you down on his needy cock. A hoarse cry is ripped from your lips. Hands finding purchase and bringing a soothing relief to his shoulders as he drives himself into you.

“Let me worship you,” he whispers with an intensity that sends chills up your spine. Yet you can’t focus on its meaning as your pleasure bursts through you, clenching down as you cum hard on his cock.

Demon priest grunts, his fierce eyes never leaving your expression so deeply filled with ecstasy. The sight of your pleasure enough to send him right over the edge with you, stuffing you full of his length as he shoots his cum deep into your womb.

And it’s in that moment he knows. He has found salvation in you.

[heavenbarnes]

I've been chased, almost bit and actuslly bit by many'a dog in my 24 uears of life. Beagle, lab, pitfalls, a retriever and 2 German Shepherds. I now have two German Shepherd mixes [thanks husband] and they're actually kind of nice. Dumb, but protective [protective of the house from our landlord they see every day tho 🤦] and they give me a sense of security when I'm home alone and it's like the dead of night

They're also kind of a police/protection breed. Obviously not these two nuts, but the breed in general. So now, as I sit home alone with these two bozos [and my three cats and like 14 fish] I'm thinking of, like

Does Older bf! Simon get his girl a protection woofer? Rescue or breeder dog? How does that conversation go if he does? Does she think it's overkill or is she thankful for the company when he's gone?

Sorry for the long ass post btws, and the unsolicited pic of the two braincells I call my pets

ok never apologise for pictures of your dogs, they’re so stinkin’ cute 🫶🏼

i think older bf!simon hates being away from you in general but one of his biggest frustrations is that fact he’s left you alone.

he doesn’t like the idea of you being alone in that house and he doesn’t like knowing anything could happen and there’s not a damn thing he could do from so far away.

so yeah, he rescues two dogs (without fkn telling you) and they’re a couple of doberman brothers. they could stand on their back paws and put their front ones on your shoulders, these things are massive and look mean.

naturally, they adore simon and he could walk forever and they’d stay at his side. all he has to do is whistle and they’re on his heel, they don’t even rark up when he’s got his mask on.

you think they don’t like you as much as him, given the fact they spend so much time with him and only seem to tolerate you with food present.

“si, i don’t know why you got them- they much prefer you anyway”

“they like you, sweet’art- everything likes you”

it’s not as if they dislike you, they’ll sleep on the floor on your side of the bed and they’ll sit at your feet under your spot on the couch. sometimes when you’re wandering the house doing chores you can hear their claws on the floor just a few steps behind you.

almost like they’d been trained that way.

simon likes knowing they’re there to keep you company. that if someone chose their misfortune by trying to hurt you and simon wasn’t there to kill them himself? he knows something just as primal as he will do it for him.

so when he comes home from deployment late at night with no warning (as usual) and his boots are loud on the concrete outside as he approaches, he can see movement in the glass by the front door.

he knows it’s you, he’d know you with his eyes plucked out. he doesn’t like the idea that you might be afraid right now, hearing movement and having to investigate it on your own.

he’s about to speak up, to let you know it’s him and let you rest- but something stops him. he’s dead silent so he can hear it, you let out one sharp whistle.

suddenly, two large heads appear at either hip flanking you- simon’s sure he can hear growling all the way from here. he can’t help the smile that forms beneath his balaclava.

“s’alright”

growling stopped, lights come on.

“daddy’s home”

[peachsukii]

Unexpected Treasure

『♡』  pro-hero fem!reader  x pro-hero bakugo ╰➤ ꒰ pro-hero au | married | aged to 26 ꒱ ♡ katsuki bakugo masterlist ♡

summary: when bakugo gets caught up in the office after his patrol, you decide to send him some spicy semi-nudes in your hero suit with one sentence - "bringing you a surprise, stay in your office." tags & warnings: 18+ MDNI | CW; Smut - sexting, masturbation, dirty talk, praise, biting/love marks, oral (f!receive), nipple play, rough-ish sex, creampie, talks of pregnancy | porn-with-plot, lovers (married), fluff & tooth-rotting fluff, soft bakugo, feel good/comfort a/n: happy valentine’s day! this idea popped in my head and i couldn't stop thinking about how stinkin' cute it would be, so here you go! after the smut is when the tooth-rotting fluff starts!! ꒰ Ao3 version | word count; 2,934꒱

[katsuki] gonna be late, sorry sweets. maybe another hour to get this stupid paperwork done

Damn, so much for a surprise dinner. You’ll just bring the surprise to him instead! You were too impatient to wait another hour to tell him about your day.

You slip into the bodysuit of your hero attire, shimmying into the neoprene and spandex as the material hugs your body like a glove. Usually you’d wear a set of tights underneath to cover your legs, but for this purpose, “forgot” them as they’d only end up getting in the way. You grab your phone from the coffee table, lying on the couch as you pose for a few shots of yourself.

Once you’re satisfied with the risqué pictures, you send the set over to your bombastic hero of a husband with one comment.

[y/n] * two pictures attached * [y/n] bringing you a surprise, stay in your office

You grab a bag with some spare clothes and throw on a long jacket to cover yourself as you head out the door. Before you have your shoes on, your phone dings three times.

[katsuki] holy fuck [katsuki] shit baby [katsuki] bring your office key, i’m locking the damn door

A coy smile crosses your lips as you shut the door to your shared apartment and swiftly make your way over to Dynamight Agency downtown.

───

The sunset’s rays poured into Bakugo’s 4th floor office, bouncing off the walls and illuminating the paperwork he’s begrudgingly working on. When his phone vibrates, he quickly peeks at the notification for your response.

Imagine his shock when he opens the texts to see two half-naked photos of his wife on the living room couch of your home.

“Fuck,” he mumbles to himself, examining both photos with curious eyes. He could feel his heartbeat in his throat and ears heating up as the blood rushed straight to his groin.

The first picture had your suit’s front zipper sitting flush against your ribcage, right under your breasts, as they squished together. He could tell the material was barely holding them in place, your nipples perking through the stretch of the fabric. Your face wasn’t completely visible, just the pout of your perfectly plump lips.

The second picture, though? He audibly grunted as he stared at the glass screen.

You sat on the edge of the couch as the bodysuit rode straight up your center, hands on your thighs as your legs are spread. The snaps on the underside of the suit were struggling to stay secured as it settled in between the flush of your lips, covering nothing but your clit.

Bakugo was so enamored with your body that he didn’t notice when he started fisting himself through his cargo pants.

God, how did he get so lucky to land a bombshell like you?

Without hesitation, he unbuckles the clasps of his belt and shoves his pants and boxers down his thighs, reclining back in his chair as he ferociously gripped his dick. The heat of his palm edged him along as he kept his phone in the other hand, flipping back and forth between your two pictures with each stroke. All he could think about was how much he wanted to tear the snaps open on your crotch with his teeth and devour you, paint your luscious tits with hot cum, watch how your puffy lips wrap around his cock, and fuck you until you were screaming his name into the couch cushions.

The sound of the lock turning on his office door shook Bakugo out of his lust-ridden stupor as he rolled his chair to situate himself under the desk, hiding his erection from sight. You crack the door open, just enough to slip inside, and re-lock the door behind you. He’s panting as sweat rolls out from under his mask, crimson irises locked on to you like a predator spotting its prey.

Was he getting off to your pictures?

Fuck, that’s hot.

”Hey Kats,” you purr, stripping the coat from your shoulders and exposing your hero suit. You drop your bag by the door, along with the jacket, and saunter over to his desk.

“Looks like someone was enjoying himself.”

Bakugo scoffs, pushing his mask up on to his forehead and running a hand through his hair. “Guilty as charged. Can’t help it, you’re fuckin’ sexy.”

As you round the desk, you catch a full glimpse of his flushed cock, dribbling with pre-spend as it gleams against his flesh in the sunlight. You can feel the spandex of your suit getting moist as you bite your lip, yearning for his touch - the string in your belly already wound tightly over catching him in the act.

Bakugo springs up from his chair, letting his pants and boxers fall to the floor as he’s grabbing your waist and shoving you up against the desk between his legs. He presses against your center with his hard on, feeling the damp spandex rub against his shaft. Leaning back, you accidentally knock over the stack of papers and sending them tumbling to the floor.

“Looks like someone was enjoying herself,” Bakugo teases mockingly, rocking back and forth against your clothed slit. “Fuck th’ paperwork, rather fuck this pretty cunt of yours instead.”

A soft gasp falls from your lips as he removes himself from your center, kneeling down and pulling your hips to edge of the desk. His breath is hot against your sticky thighs as he licks the wet spot on your spandex, sucking on your clit through the fabric. You roll your hips closer into his mouth, begging for him for more. He smirks, diving into your core and nipping at the buttons on your suit. He grips the fabric between his teeth and throws his head back, successfully ripping the bodysuit’s enclosure open. It springs upward to the bottom of your stomach and exposes your glistening sex on full display, arousal seeping from your folds.

“Mm, someone’s eager,” he coos, swiping a finger through your slick. He brings it to his lips, half-lidded rubies flicking up to you as he swirls his tongue around his own finger, collecting it all seductively.

“God, baby, you taste like fuckin’ heaven.”

“Fucking hell, Katsuki,” you moan, rolling your head back as your mind floods with pleasure.

Bakugo groans as he plunges into your soaking wet center, drinking up every drop of your juices as his tongue circles back and forth from your entrance to your clit. You twitch as a sinful mewl spills out of you, echoing through his office.

“Sh-shit, sorry,” you whimper as another groan is coaxed out of you.

“Fuckin’ scream if y’wanna, baby. Don’t hide those pretty little moans,” he hums in between laps of his tongue, vibrations of his husky voice sent straight into your core. His fingers trail up your body to your throat, tracing your jawline as he moves to your lips, pressing his fingers to them.

“Now be a good girl and open wide.”

You obey, taking his digits into your mouth and roll your tongue around his calloused finger pads.

The inferno blazing in your abdomen is becoming unbearable, rapidly approaching your limit. You didn’t even need foreplay, the thought - and sight - of him jerking off to your pictures was more than enough to catapult you to the edge.

You pull back and release his fingers, a string of drool connecting from your lips to his fingertips.

”N-ah-not to r-rush you, babe, b-but I don’t wanna finish on you’re face,” you say between gasps. “I n-need you to f-fuck me until this goddamn desk breaks. I w-ah-nna come ah-ll over your -”

Bakugo doesn't let you finish your request as he's springing to his feet and scooping his hands under your ass. He positions himself up against your entrance and shoves his cock to the hilt inside of you - full force.

"Anything for you, princess," he growls, enjoying the site of your bouncing tits spilling out of your bodysuit as he begins to thrust aggressively into your weeping cunt. His hands grip into the plush of your ass as he pushes and pulls over and over again, spreading you open.

The burn and stretch of him inside you makes you cry out in ecstasy. You’ll never grow tired of just how fucking good he feels, especially when he’s so deep that it feels like he’s rearranging your guts. It’s like he was destined to fuck you with how perfect the two of you meld together.

Bakugo takes one hand off your ass to harshly tug on the zipper between you two, releasing your breast from their clothed confinement. He immediately dips down while moving his hand to your back for support, taking your nipple in his mouth and sucking with a rough pop of his lips. A frenzied moan escapes you, arching your back into his body, fueling a carnal desire within him as he continues to nip at your fragile skin, littering your chest with pricks of red in his wake.

You eagerly run your hands to the bottom of his tank top, tugging it up his chest and stopping on his pecs. The second your fingers roll over his harden buds, a guttural groan erupts from his throat. He lurches down, biting at your collarbone. You can feel his canines sink into your skin as you whine his name again and again, each one growing lustier with each snap of his hips.

"F-fuck, 'm not...g-uh," Bakugo stutters into the crook of your neck as he picks up the pace, his rhythm becoming haphazard as his thighs begin to tense.

"M-me too," you cry out, cupping his cheek in your hand to turn his eyes to you.

“I-I love you,” you whisper before biting at his bottom lip, sucking it harshly into a messy kiss as you beg for him to reciprocate.

He groans against your lips, crashing into you with his tongue and teeth, nibbling on your bottom lip in return. The lingering taste of your own cum swirls between your kiss as your body clenches, intoxicated by the intensity of your upcoming orgasm.

Bakugo breaks your kiss as his chest is heaving in sync with your own.

“I-fuck! I fucking love you,” he snarls in your ear. Your walls are clamping down all around his cock, the intense sensation too much for him to bare. He jerks a few more times as the both of you reach your peak, the wave of shared euphoria crashing down as you explosively release together. Heat floods into your center, a mix of your slick and his cum leaking down your thighs. Your body’s convulse in tandem, quivering from the recoil of your joint climax.

“Hell of a surprise, baby,” Bakugo whistles, catching his breath as he slides out of you and sits back in his office chair. He can’t help but stare at you as you soak in the afterglow of your orgasm. You were absolutely beautiful to him, especially splayed over his office desk stuffed full of his seed.

Good thing he had a corner office where no one bothered him if the door was closed. It was late, anyways, it was unlikely anyone was wandering around the agency at this hour.

You push off the desk and make your way over to your bag by the door. Rummaging around, you pull out a towel, a fresh pair of underwear, sweatpants and a Dynamight hoodie to change into. Bakugo notices and can’t help but cackle at how prepared you were as you change clothes and toss him the towel to clean himself up after you.

“I know you’re a through planner, babe, but damn.”

“Well, that wasn’t the surprise I was talking about,” you say mischievously.

He quirks an eyebrow at you as he fixes his shirt and scoots forward in his chair to finish putting his pants back on. “Oh?”

You strut over to him, straddling his lap and snaking your arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around your waist to hold you in place.

“I actually had a whole dinner and whatnot planned for tonight, but I couldn’t wait after you said you’d be caught up in the office.”

Bakugo’s confusion deepens at your comment, unsure of what it is you could be hinting at. He scrunches his brows together, tilting his head to the side.

“Sorry for gettin’ stuck here and messin’ up your plan. Now are y’gonna tell me what it is, or…?”

You’re mentally preparing yourself as you unlace one arm from around his neck and reach into the pocket of your sweatpants, trembling with excitement.

“Remember how I’ve complaining about how sore and achy I’ve been lately?”

“Yeah, y’had that blood test a few days ago. Did ya get that back today?” He asks, not following what that had to do with whatever surprise you had planned.

“I did,” you say as you hand him the folded piece of paper. “I found out why.”

Bakugo shifts the office chair closer to the desk, allowing you to lean back against the trim as he used his hands to unfold the paper. Your demeanor hints that you’re not sick or in bad health, so he’s not immediately worried. He’s scanning over the results until his eyes settle on one particular section.

“No fucking way, are you serious?!” He’s practically vibrating out of the chair beneath you.

You nod your head vigorously. “Mhm! Think Mitsuki saved your old All Might onesies?”

He snatches you by the waist as he jumps to his feet, cradling you as he spins ecstatically. You don’t recall a time, aside from your wedding, that you’ve seen him this overjoyed about anything. Setting you down on the desk, parting your legs to remain as close as possible to you. He cradles your face in his heated palms. The smile that adorns his lips is genuine, his eyes aflame with adoration.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, y/n.”

Bakugo locks his lips with yours, and the kiss isn’t sexual in nature. It’s full of love and endearment, a tenderness that makes your heart flutter and fills your body with bliss. When the two of you part, his eyes are glassy as he touches his forehead to yours.

“We’re finally gettin’ to start our family,” he whispers. “I’m gonna be a fuckin’ dad. Holy shit.”

Hearing him say it out loud makes you choke out the sob you’ve been withholding, beaming with happiness as your tears start to flow.

“Up for the challenge?” You tease playfully, sniveling and giggling as you pull him close for a hug.

“With you? Always.”

Bakugo takes a step back from your hold to delicately place a hand on your stomach, touching you as if you were made of porcelain.

“Do y’know how far along you are?”

“The doctor told me on the phone about 8 or 9 weeks. I thought my period was late from work stress all this time.”

“You’re definitely not workin’ after tonight!” Bakugo demands, his hands moving to your shoulders. “No way in hell you’re fighting with our baby taggin’ along in ya. I’m the boss ‘round here anyways, I’ll handle the stressful shit from now on.”

“Okay, hotshot. Calm down,” you joke, reaching up and ruffling his spiky locks. He sighs, shoulders slumping as the anxiety leaves his body.

“Now I feel kinda bad for railin’ you so hard against the desk,” he snickers, a blush creeping up his neck as he turns his head away from you.

“Oh, I don’t. How do you think I got pregnant in the first place?”

Embarrassment rushes straight to his cheeks, burning hot at your lewd comment. His reaction sends you into a fit of laughter, holding your stomach as you lay back on his desk.

“Better get used to not seeing me in that tight ass suit anymore, I bet it won’t even fit in a month’s time,” you exclaim, shaking your head at the thought.

Bakugo snorts. “Don’t matter if it fits or not, I’m gonna make ya wear it.”

You tilt your head toward him, smiling from ear to ear.

How’d you get so lucky? You’ll never know.

“So,” you exhale, sitting up on the desk. “Who do we tell first?”

He ponders your question and rolls his eyes at his own answer before speaking it aloud.

“Ma would kill me if her and pop weren’t first in line. Wanna stop by on the way home, get it outta the way?”

“Hah, alright. We can call my mom tomorrow and stop in. She should be back from her work trip by then.”

Another thought crosses your mind.

“Oh shit…do we tell Izuku or Kirishima first?”

Bakugo laughs out loud. “One step at a time, baby. ‘S a problem for tomorrow.”

Who would have thought this day would come? Two years of uncertainty and waiting has finally paid off, you couldn’t be more thrilled.

A memory flashes in your head from high school from a decade ago, walking into home room at UA High for the first time with Izuku as you spot Katsuki in the far row. You waved to him as he flipped you the bird, scowl painted on his face as he grumbled in his seat.

If someone would have told you that day he’s the one you’d date after graduation, marry and have a family with, you would have said they’re fucking insane.

And maybe it was insane, but you love every minute of it.

After this, I can imagine Bakugo deep diving into everything related to pregnancy - devouring every damn educational book, building the nursery three times before he's satisfied with its style and function, spoiling you endlessly with anything you ask for, and being extremely protective of you. :)

Divider by : @/saradika

[multi-fandomedfreak]

Hi, may I request headcanons for Connor, Nines and Ralph (separately)? How would they react if reader took them to buy clothes for themselves for the first time?

<3

Authors note: This is so stinkin cuteee

Characters: Connor, Nines, and Ralph

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️ : Ralph is a little insecure about his scar lol, very fluffy

🪙 Connor 🪙

-He would be so grateful for you to buy him clothes

-He doesn’t wanna walk around in that Cyberlife uniform all the time lol

-Even though he’s Deviant he’s still not used to doing things for himself a lot

-So when he hears that he gets to pick out his own clothes

-He just awkwardly sifts through the clothes at the store

-You find it pretty cute how he has no idea what he’s even looking for poor boy

-Eventually he asks you for help and you both get swept into a shopping spree

-If you asked him to, he’d definitely give you a little fashion show as he tries on clothes

-He may or may not get addicted to shopping with you

-I also feel like once he gets a sense of what kind of clothes he wants

-He’ll pick out so. many. suits.

-And of course many ties to match

-Idk why but yeah he just loves lookin dapper

-Although he would be very considerate of your budget and would try not to buy too many things

-Just keep a close eye on him tho

-Bc he will get lost in the store (poor boy gets too curious)

💙 Nines 💙

-He is so confused on why you want to buy him clothes

-He’s all like: “But I already have clothes.”

-And you gotta convince him that one suit just isn’t enough

-Literally takes forever to convince him to let you buy him some clothes

-And he’s even more confused-for some reason- that he has to go with you to buy them

-If you could give a question mark a face, it’d be the face that Nines is making

-He just didn’t think he would actually be picking out the clothes himself

-So you make it a goal for him to start making decisions for himself

-When you both get to mall, a little like Connor, he has no clue on where to start picking out clothes

-So you both take a while to first discuss what kind of clothes he wants

-And then you finally start picking out clothes

-I feel like Nines would def get a bunch of suits too

-But not like Connor, Connor at least knows he can’t have just suits

-But no, Nines wants ONLY SUITS

-Takes more time to explain how he can’t just have suits

-Literally took almost the whole day to just buy him clothes

-But it was worth it because he was grateful for it in the end

🌿 Ralph 🌿

-He’s ecstatic about getting new clothes!!

-He wants to look more presentable and is beyond grateful you would offer to buy him clothes

-Like I’m pretty sure the amount of time he said “thank you” that day

-Was the amount of times someone says “thank you” in a lifetime

-Buuut he gets a little hesitant when you ask him to come with you to buy his clothes

-He hatesss the idea of going out in public

-Especially with his scar, he’s super insecure about it

-So tons of reassuring later, you and Ralph are in the store picking out his clothes

-The entire time he’s practically glued to your side

-Like literally. He has not let go of your hand the moment you both let the house

-But it’s not as bad as he first thought

-He actually starts having fun picking out his clothes and trying them on

-Definitely a flustered mess when you compliment the clothes he tries on

-He’s confused but happy that no one has said anything about his scar

-Totally not having to do with you giving anyone The Death Stare™️ if they even breath at Ralph the wrong way

-Over all it was a very fun experience for the both of you

[hina-hina]

Last request! (I apologise if i request too much)  I have a funny idea inside of my head, Could you do a dad headcanons of Ghost, Soap, Alejandro + König found out his and F! s/o's child has a innocent crush or how they act towards on their crush. How the 141 boys would react?

I can imagine if their child is a boy, I think they might tease their child about the "crush" thingy. If their child is a girl, ohh boy I think they're a type of a dad who said "no boys until you're 18 young lady" or being protective dad.

bonus: I think some of them might cry on their child for being " grown up so fast"

Hello again!! Don't worry about requesting too much, I love every request I get!! But this idea is so stinkin cute （〃｀ 3′〃）Thank you for requsting and I hope you enjoy!!

We have a healthy mix of boy!child and girl!child, I really just used whatever I felt fit the best within the character. The child in this is like middle school age or younger here.

→ COD Masterlist

|| How Ghost, Soap, Alejandro + König Would React When Their Child Has a Crush ||

Warnings: Some angst (not really)

Female!Reader // Romantic + Platonic

|| Ghost

The child is a girl because Girl Dad Ghost brain rot is real

I have mentioned this 100 times but he is observant, right?

So he is back from base for a leave and decides he is gonna go and pick up your child from school

And while he is awkwardly standing among the other parents, he notices you talking with a young boy

He is horrified because you are blushing profusely

Doesn't say anything to his kid but as soon as he comes home and the kid runs off to her room, he just latches onto you and is like "We need to talk."

And your immediately worried because you think something is seriously wrong

Then he just tells you about her blushing at the boy and you let out a little relieved laugh

But then you tell him there is nothing wrong with someone her age having a harmless crush but he can't help it

He is incredibly protective and knows just how cruel young boys can be

He just doesn't want her to get hurt

Expect the next time that he goes to pick her up, he is just glaring this boy down

If they do start dating, the boy better be prepared for the most terrifying shovel talk ever

|| Soap

We will do a boy child for him

So, I imagine the kid is like smiling at his phone or something at family dinner

And Soap jokingly asks if he is talking to a girl and when the kid blushes and tells him to stop he knows he unintentionally was correct

He is very quiet all throughout dinner until the two of you go to bed

You ask him what's wrong and he just starts silently crying because his son is growing up and he misses so much of it because of work

You just hold him and let him cry it out until morning

You reassure him that you and your son know that his work is important and that you both will also be there for him when he gets back

He has a mildly awkward heart-to-heart with his kid after that about how, despite him having to leave so often, that he would also be there for him

He would then go on to give the kid really bad dating advice

At that point, your quick to swoop in and dispute what Soap says for no other reason to see him get flustered when you explain how he embarrassed himself when the two of you met

|| Alejandro

We will do a female child for him because, once again, girl dad vibes

Very, very, protective girl dad vibes

When you jokingly mention that your daughter is fostering a crush on someone from school? He needs to know everything

What is this boys name, who are his parents, when did you find out

You will need to take a moment to calm him down before telling him anything else

He would want to talk to the boy immediately, despite you telling him that it's nothing more than a innocent crush

When the two of them meet one time, say your daughter introduces him to the two of you at pick-up one day, he is all intimidating glares

The boy is clearly very nervous so you have to shove him to get him to lighten up

When he sees how happy your daughter is when hanging out with him, he softens

"As long as you're happy, hija."

God help this boy if he ever hurts her though-

|| König

To keep it even, we will do a boy child for this one

I see him absolutely loving spending one-on-one time with his kid from time to time

So during one of these outings, he admits that there is a girl he likes at his school

He is in shock because of course the kid is at that age but he is still completely caught off guard

If the kid tries to ask for advice he would just have to be like, "Your mother kinda just threw me over her shoulder and I accepted it."

He is not that big of a flirt but he does know a thing or two

Encourages the kid to be observant (not in a creepy way) to pick up on the things she likes

He overall just encourages his kid to be nice and to pay attention to what she likes

He also encourages him to be more outgoing because he regrets not being as open when pursuing you

When König tells you about this later, your all over him with kisses and "awe"s

And who could blame you truly?

[nanis4thewin]

polaroids pictures with quackity <3

(can we talk about how stinkin cute he is in polaroid pictures 🙈🫶🏻)

I think he would be really into taking polaroids of u 🥲🥲 He likes the idea of having ACTUAL photos of u, other than his phone.

One time, u both were at the beach, and it was pretty gloomy that day. But u and alex went anyway because it was when u both had some time with eachother, and u guys didnt wanna stay at the house all day. U would offer to go the ocean and just put ur feet in and alex was like “no, the water is cold😭!” so it was just u who ended up going to the ocean. You rolled up your jeans to your knees , and you went into the ocean, only with ur feet in. “see! its not cold babe!” U yell out while ur trying to act like ur not cold. It wasnt that cold, but still. “ok sure” he’d reply, with rolling his eyes. He’d watch from a distance as u picked up a few seashells. He thought u looked so beautiful. Your cheeks were faintly pink, and your lips were a big smile. A few cracked and little cuts from u picking at your dry lips. “baby, look up!” he yelled out as he was taking a polaroid picture. U gave him a big smile “😁” while u were in the water. After the picture, he shows it to u with a smile. He genuinely thinks ur the most gorgeous person.

He’d take pictures of u amd him mom 😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻. Like when u guys are down in mexico, visiting his family. He’d be like “go with my mom to take a picture,babe”. One would be of his mom giving a cheek kiss. and a few of the pictures would be of u, wrapping ur arm around her shoulder with a sweet smile. He really likes seeing those pictures of u and his mom <3

Making a heart with him is a must for a polaroid picture <3 and giving his cheek kisses. and he’d leave hickies in the shape of hearts on ur chest, So he’d take a pic of that 🙈. u playfully modeling for him, and then being like “if u show those to any living soul, I will bite u”. He’d take pictures of ur guys tongue touching 🥲?? Im not sure how to describe it , sorry if it sound weird 🤧🤧 but he’d stick his tongue and you’d stick ur tongue out. and the tips of eachothers tongue are touchijg.

he loves taking these picturs, And he’d have a picture of u in his wallet so if he travels without u, he’d take quick glances on it when he’s on the plain. <3

[sanriokamabodo]

Hi, I'd like to request a little headcanons for fem reader & Akaza or Douma (or both!) who learn that she is scared of darkness - if possible!

A/N: this is so stinkin cute>:(

CW's: douma's lowkey mean when i write him but what's new, also not proofread!

Akaza

No one made you feel safer than your sweet boyfriend. Sweet, attentive and respectul. Your relationship was built on trust and honesty, there were no secrets between the two of you... except for maybe one thing.

You were terrified of the dark and whatever could be lurking in it. You knew it was ironic, having y'know a demon who can't be in the sunlight as your boyfriend.

Nonetheless you were able to keep your phobia as a secret for over a year. You didn't necessarily feel like you had to keep it from Akaza, but a small voice, somewhere, deep inside managed to tell you that it was a dumb thing to be scared of, that only kids were afraid of the dark.

Then again, you also had an idea that Akaza had an inkling about your phobia. He never questioned the fairy lights you liked to have on, even when you went to sleep.

Akaza didn't know.

One night, you had done your night time routine and jumped into your cozy bed. Akaza had something to finish up in the bathroom and entered your shared bedroom after you. Without giving it a second thought he turned off the fairy lights.

Click! You were enveloped in darkness. A small yelp left your lips.

Akaza, being the guard dog he is, turned on the lights within an instant, scanning the area for any potential threats. It was just you.

He cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow. "What's your deal?"

"Can we keep the lights on please?"

You saw Akaza think for a moment, realization hitting him quickly however. A gentle smile grazed his lips as he nodded. "Sure."

Akaza knew when it was best to stay silent. He didn't feel the need to confirm it with you, he knew you were afraid.

He joined you in bed, pulling you in extra close he placed a soft kiss on your temple.

Douma

The temple was dark, even with the lights on it had an eerie vibe.

You weren't sure where you were standing in your relationship with Douma. Some days he was the kindest man in the world to you, other days he didn't even spare you a glance.

Fine, it wasn't like the two of you were officially together anyway, you'd thought to yourself.

Naturally, you didn't feel the need to tell him about your fear. Especially considering his sadistic nature.

You were in your room, cleaning up a bit to keep your mind off of your confusing bond with Douma. When suddenly the lights turned off.

You tried turning the light on, to no avail. Opening the door you noticed that the usual lamps that always illuminated the dark corridor were off too.

You shot back inside your room and stayed frozen, you were terrified.

A while passed. Douma's voice, talking to your 'neighbour' helped you out of your frozen state. Shit, he couldn't see you like this.

A knock on your door followed soon after.

You swallowed away your fears yet it still took everything in you to not sound scared.

"You may come in, Douma."

Your door slid open, a bit of light creeping into your room as Douma held an oil lamp.

"There's a power outage."

"Ah, okay." You tried your best to sound uninterested, still annoyed at his two faced behaviour. Douma however, wasn't stupid, he'd noticed you were afraid the moment he entered your room.

"I'll move on then. You'll be fine without me, right?"

"Mhm."

Douma went to slide the shoji door close but regret quickly caught up with you.

"Please stay."

He hummed in response. Finally entering your room, Douma sat down his lamp and pulled you into an embrace, staying with you even when the power turned back on.

[llamaisllama777]

TSAMS EPISODE analyzation: Solar is back

Hey, this is a new thing I'm gonna do on here where I analyze and theorize on things that happen in TSBSCU (The Security Breach Show Cinematic Universe). Today's episode: Solar is back.

🎶Guess who's ba... you get it. Solar's back.

Our favorite techie is back and...

He looks just like how he does in thumbnails! 😲 I'm so stinkin' happy! He looks so good! I thought this would translate well in vrchat, BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT IT TO LOOK THIS GOOD! Like dang! Props to the modelers and @ayyy-imma-ninja this looks so good! I always did love her designs for Solar. So, Solar wakes up and is obviously confused. One minute, he's home with Sun and Moon getting Thanos-ed by Ruin, and now he's in some strange lab he's never seen before. Thankfully, Solar is a smart guy and decides to try the computer and calls Moon. Now, if I was in Solar's place, I wouldn't be so smart, and I probably would panic and do something dumb like walk out onto the surface of the sun 🙃 Moon comes and picks up Solar and tells him "Oh ya the Moon you knew turned evil and tried to kill our sister also I'm not the Moon you knew, I'm the Moon you use to know."

Moon, give him a minute! He was literally only alive for 2:39 seconds. Moon give him a breather first! Anyways, Solar obviously doesn't believe him cause. Why would anyone believe that someone they've known for so long just went nuts and tried to kill his sister and has been replaced by his oldself.

Moon takes Solar home. Solar reunites with Sun and Jack. Jack yells the loudest, "FATHER!" He can and then runs to him like a golden retriever, and that is so STINKIN' CUTE!

HAPPY FAMILY REUNITED!

Okay, anyways past how cute this is.

Sun breaks it to Solar that...ya.. Moon went bonkers and now goes by Nexus and to kill Earth, and of course Solar doesn't take it well. The Moon he knew. The Moon, who was his friend. The Moon, who was his brother. Turned evil and tried to kill Solar's sister... ya. He's gonna need a few days to recover from that.

Lunar and Earth are gonna be SO HAPPY when they find out Solar's back.

Now, before I get to the theorizing, let's take a look at Solar's new design and some clever design decisions in Solar's design.

Face is now more expressive, and he isn't stuck with a permanent grin, which I didn't have a problem with, but I like how expressive his face is now.

He's got some SKINNY ARMS! Eclipse made him so skinny and I find that hilarious.

There is now a metal plate over where the wires are on the back of Solar's head. Clever! Now, if Solar ever gets into a fight, no one can pull any of the wires on the back of his head for an advantage, which is a major design flaw in Sun and Moon, the robots meant to be around literal children who like to poke and pull everything they touch. Seriously, what stops someone from yanking the wires on the back of their heads and defeating them instantly. Moon pulled one of the plugs on Ruin's head to turn off Ruin's vision, so this was a smart design choice by Eclipse and the modelers and @ayyy-imma-ninja

I guess Eclipse sewed Solar some new pants and ran out of felt. I don't care if that's not what happened. This is what I think happened. THIS IS MY HEADCANON NOW!

Lastly, Eclipse gave him socks, and we all know why AS A FORM OF TORTURE cause everyone knows wet socks are a form of torture. That is my headcanon on why he gave him socks. (That does sound like something he would do just to spite Solar)

And lastly

He sit. I love the body movements on Solar, like the little point he does at his feet is just wonderful I don't know why but I love the little movements they do in this show like Earth's little 👉👈 she does. I love it. It's tiny details like this that makes the show feel more real. You know?

And now on to the theorizing.

Here's what I think will happen next on with Solar's character on TSAMS.

We will inevitably get a Solar confronts Nexus in vrchat episode.

So, I have three ideas on what will happen next

Idea #1 Solar decides to see for himself despite everyones warning and finds away to meet uo Nexus either physically or with holograms of something point is Solar will confront Nexus, and they get it to an argument about what Moon did and Solar will be desperately trying to reason with his brother, asking him to come back and maybe they can fix this whole mess but Nexus will refuse and Solar will leave heartbroken and will tell Nexus as he leaves. "I'm so disappointed in you." To which Nexus will probably have a mental breakdown and may start to regret what he did.

Idea #2 Solar confronts Nexus they get into a whole argument about what Nexus did they fight and as Solar is about to leave Nexus captures Solar and is gonna keep him captive and either use him as bait for Sun and Moon or keep him hostage until he sees things Nexus' way.

Idea #3 they get into a fight, and Nexus, in a fit of rage, kills Solar. <- This is the least likely idea.

Idea #4 Solar decides to stay with Nexus. Not to help him with anything, no. But to keep an eye on him. Make sure Nexus won't hurt the family in any way and maybe to save Nexus from himself. Basically, solar becomes Nexus' Jiminy Cricket, trying to sway Nexus from the side of evil and it may lead to a similar thing to idea #1 or #3

Now, onto the biggest question we still have...

How does Solar being back benefit Dark Sun?

I thought Solar wouldn't actually come back, that the machine would malfunction and release a ton of negative starpower into the world, which would make the Astrals come to earth faster. But instead it actually worked! Solar is back but now how does this help Dark Sun?

Theory #1 Solar coming back will force Nexus deeper into this dark life cause Solar will reject what his brother has become and abandon him and that will cause Nexus to become even worse and go full villain if he wasn't already before.

Theory #2 Solar being back will force Sun out of the family spotlight. Allow me to explain. Solar will have everyone's attention for a while and Sun will probably feel left out cause Earth and Lunar will be spending all their time with him, Jack will want to spend time with Solar now too and he may take Dazzle with him so she can properly meet Solar and Sun will start to feel like he's losing everyone and that all he will have is Moon cause eventually they will all move on. Lunar may die or become a god and have to leave them all, Earth has her own life and stuff she probably wants to do. Maybe she'll start her own daycare away from Fazbear or something, and Dazzle may even "move on" one day leaving just Sun and Moon and I think Solar being back will cause Sun to start having those fears that one day everyone will leave him. Now, I'm not saying Sun doesn't want to be with his brother, but we all know Sun is still dealing with all the trauma Moon inflicted on him and we know one day something or someone will cause Moon to slip and do something that hurts Sun physically or emotionally and this may push Sun into the grasp of Dark Sun. I think whatever Dark Sun is planning involves pushing Sun away from his family and maybe turning Sun into second Dark Sun. Solar may be the catalyst for Sun abandoning his family, like how his death led to Nexus abandoning the family. Hopefully, though, this part of the plan will fail, but seeing as how Dark Sun's plan has been working pretty well so far, I think this part might actually happen.

I hope you all liked this and the theories I came up with. Let me know what you all think.

[obsessedwithceleste]

Slytherin Boys Pairings

Adding on to @tomriddleslove 's pairing game because I think it's so stinkin cute, and such a creative idea🫶

"I’m going to do little slytherin boys pairings and relationship descriptions. Just send me an ask w a description of you, your character traits, and i’ll pair you with the slytherin boy I think suits you best and do a small drabble on them!"

Feel free to drop into my inbox, all are welcome, but please disclose if you are under the age of 18

[icallhimjoey]

i know he didnt win the poll, but coffeeshop!joe deserves a short little follow up because i miss him and i want to know how he's doing

GIRL the way i've held onto this request for weeks because i wanted to use this for @ghostinthebackofyourhead's birthday (which is TODAY surprise, pls go wish her a happy birthday, she's the loveliest) im sorry it took forever, but here you go! Wordcount: 1.6K

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Sunshine Blend Blonde Roast

“I don’t want to... intrude, even though, you kind of make it really impossible not to,” you colleague said whilst finishing up two cappuccinos for a customer as he looked over the machine at Joe.

“Intrude, my guy. You have a free pass to intrude whenever,” you quipped and threw him a plastic lid when you saw him reach for one.

“What did you do?” he said it soft enough for Joe not to hear, but loud enough for you to hear over the music just fine.

You grinned as you wiped down the counters.

“I did absolutely nothing,”

“Then why has he been sat there, glaring at you for... what's it been? Must have nearly been an hour now...”

From behind the coffee machine, the two of you just openly looked at Joe who didn’t shy away from staring right back at you, frowning deeply still.

“Sometimes,” you started, and couldn’t help but laugh before you could finish that sentence. It was the infectious type of giggle. The cackle your co-worker couldn’t help but smile at, even though he had no idea what was so funny.

“Sometimes he gets really mad at me just because I’m just so stinkin' cute,”

You saw Joe narrow his eyes from where he was sat, looking at you over his coffee cup which you knew must have been either empty, or cold by now.

He'd clearly heard you.

“Is that the problem?” you asked, voice louder now. “Am I being too cute today?”

You knew it wasn’t why Joe had sat down at a table by himself, just to wait out your shift. Joe was annoyed that you’d even taken on a shift in the first place, because who the fuck decides to work on their birthday if they don’t have to?

Well. You did.

Because a colleague had asked the full groupchat if someone could cover for him tomorrow, because he’d forgotten he had tickets for a festival, and then no one had replied in over an hour. And, you know, you didn’t really have plans – not that you knew about anyway – so, why not help out a friend?

“Go party, my man, I’ve got you,” you’d texted back and then you’d neglected to tell Joe about it until the next day when you were about to leave to go to work.

Apparently, Joe did have plans for you.

Obviously.

It was your birthday, after all.

“I don’t think that’s the issue,” you colleague said when Joe’s facial expression didn’t falter.

“Oh man, I’m not?” It wasn’t busy in the coffee shop, but the people that were in were all most definitely trying to follow what was currently happening between the loud girl behind the counter and the grumpy man who kept eerily quiet for someone being spoken to like that.

You sucked in air through your teeth and shook your head.

“Dangerous game to play, not calling a girl cute on her birthday, I don’t know how that could ever end well...”

“It’s your birthday?” your colleague had no idea.

“Oh, you’re adorable!” Joe suddenly shouted across the shop, all sarcastic. It just made you grin wider and scrunch up your nose at him.

“Happy birthday!” your colleague said.

“Thank you.” You replied but kept your eye-contact with Joe which was turning more challenging by the second.

“You’re starting to freak out our other customers, though,”

You noticed someone to the side who kind of waited to walk through your line of sight from each other, not wanting to get stuck in the crossfire. A little like they were waiting for one of you to take pic of the other and they didn’t want to ruin the snapshot, which was hilarious.

“No, please," you gestured for them to walk. "Don’t worry about him. He’s all bark, no bite,” you kindly spoke to them as they let out a relieved chuckle before they made their way to the door. The comment made Joe roll his eyes.

The little break from looking at Joe gave your colleague the chance to place two dirty blenders into your hands for you to rinse, and just for a second you got back to work. Sang and moved a bit to the music you had playing, all pleased with yourself because you’d stocked everything up behind the counter, and then had wiped it all clean, so it all looked very nice and organised.

T'was very satisfying.

You fucking loved your job.

“Okay, now he’s starting to freak me out a little bit,”

“Joe, stop staring,” you called, not looking up from your task at hand, and you heard a soft snicker come from his direction.

“I think you’re right,” you then said to your colleague. “I don’t think my overall cuteness is the issue here,”

“I think,” you placed the now rinsed blenders back in their spot and turned back to give Joe a glance. “I think it’s got something to do with Joe not being allowed behind the counter and the fact that he owes me a lot of birthday kisses still,”

“You’ve gotten plenty birthday ki–” Joe called, sort of too loudly for your colleague to be comfortable with.

But you made it worse, because you cut him off with your voice raised even louder, saying “One for every year I’ve been alive, Joe! That’s how birthday kisses work!” You played being annoyed with him, knowing it was all games.

Joe loved being in the coffee shop whilst you worked. Gave him a chance to just sit back and watch you. Just, working. Being yourself. And he got to do all openly without having to pretend he wasn’t looking whenever you glanced over at him.

Instead, he’d just get to smile all dreamily at you, and then you’d smile back all confidently, or pull a silly face to make him laugh. Or, on exceptionally special days, you’d grow a bit shy from his consistent eyes on you, and Joe would make you blush. Those were his favourite days.

Also, Joe was allowed behind the counter. There just couldn’t be other customers in store, because if there were other customers, there was work, and Joe wasn’t meant to distract you from doing your actual job.

Your boss had come down hard on the two of you more than once, so you followed the rules. Behaved like the good boy and good girl you were, not wanting to be yelled at again by your superior.

It’s why you’d noticed that there was just one other person left now, and they had started putting their coat back on. It’s also why you’d noticed that Joe had noticed them too.

The door hadn’t even fallen fully shut before Joe shot up out of his seat and made his way around with fast footsteps and grabby hands. It made you squeal and want to hide in a panic from him as you laughed, but Joe’s hands found you quick as they took hold of you by the waist. And then, so did his mouth as it latched itself onto yours for a quality birthday kiss.

Full tongue.

Full giggles.

Full shenanigans.

Your colleague didn’t do shenanigans, and he had to push the two of you aside a little as he reached around to pick up everything he needed to go clean the tables people had just sat at.

“It’s her birthday, it’s her birthday,” the two of you could hear him whisper to himself which made you both smile into your kiss.

You loved your job, but your job with Joe in the shop? So much better.

Joe kissed you for a while, all soft and tender, and then broke the kiss to say, "Seven." before diving back in.

Then, not sooner after, Joe broke away again before he muttered, "Eight." and you couldn't help but let a belly laugh escape you, head thrown back and all. It gave Joe the chance to giggle into your neck for a moment.

"I don't think the first six ones really count, I don't remember them," you joked and you could hear your colleague scoff loudly from across the shop. He was so done with your shit.

Fortunately, Joe kind of loved your shit.

Joe leant in once more to kiss you all soft and sweet, and then said, "Three." before leaning back enough to take in your lovesick dopey grin, not unlike his own.

It was your birthday, and if you said those kisses didn't count, they didn't count.

The door of the shop opened and new customers walked in, promptly ending the cute romantic little moment you had going.

"You want another coffee?" you asked Joe before you were willing to let go of him completely.

Your colleague came around to help the people who'd just stepped inside, because he was collegiate like that.

"I'd love one," Joe said, leaning in for a last quick peck before half-jogging his way back around the counter into allowed territory. Customer territory.

"One large americano, coming up,"

"Actually," Joe stopped just before he was about to sit down in the same spot he always sat when he came to visit you at work. "Surprise me."

And if that didn't make it the best fucking birthday ever, you didn't what would.

It was your birthday and if you wanted to work on your birthday, you could. If you wanted to kiss Joe behind the counter for a bit, you could. And if you wanted to make Joe a ridiculously sweet wild colourful iced proper milkshake of a coffee, you absolutely could.

"Happy birthday to me," you smiled as you scooped ice into a blender, glancing up at Joe who had now sat down again, his chin resting on top his fist as he smiled at you all smugly. Look how happy he made you.

"Happy birthday to you, babe."

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[oldiesstationlover11607]

heyyyy 😋😋

as promised, i am back with a new halloween idea since the last one was SO STINKIN CUTEEEE

so im thinking RAB tyler x reader at a halloween party! like stereotypical-college halloween-frat-party type scene. (maybe reader and tyler coincidentally showed up in matching costumes lol)

tyler and reader arrived separately, but they both go to Ohio State Uni and have some classes together, so they've seen each other around. which is why they're immediately taking refuge in each other's company the wholee time. theyve both been abandoned by the friends that dragged them to that god forsaken party in the first place, and neither of them are drinking or smoking or anything, and the music sucks.

flirty banter ensuesss

and i know youve been experimenting with smut, SO i'll let you take the reins on this one a bit more.

either tyler and reader forget to leave room for jesus during the party and decide to take refuge in a bedroom together (smirk)

orrr tyler shows reader his music and they go back to his studio together for a cutesy, fluffy, musical bonding moment

can't wait to see how it comes out!!!

take care of yourself!! 🫶🏼

🕸🕸🕸🕸

Ghostbuster - Tyler Joseph x Reader

Warnings: None lol - no smut bc i wanted to keep it cute

Word Count: 2019

A/N: I literally cannot wait for this vampire fic i've got planned and this was a great warm up! keep requesting halloween stuff before it's too late!!

It was one of those chaotic nights at Ohio State in October, Halloween parties scattered across campus. But somehow, I found myself at one of the bigger and louder parties–something high school senior me would never have imagined. It was the kind of party where I’d expected to be hanging out with my friends and having a good time. But no one told me that my so-called friends would ditch me the moment they saw a dance floor crowded with zombies and vampires–though I wasn’t too surprised, vampires were the best dancers. 

I stood at the edge of the main room, arms crossed, trying not to visibly cringe at the music blaring old viral hits. The bass rattled my bones, a thudding pulse that did nothing to improve my mood. My favorite holiday was turning out to be a bust despite the amazing modern queen of hearts rocker costume I’d thrown together. I was so proud of it but none of my friends understood the reference.

I was mentally debating whether I could sneak out without anyone noticing when I spotted him. Tyler. I’d seen him around campus and in a couple of my english classes despite campus being big. He was quiet, didn’t talk much, but there was something about him that always intrigued me. Maybe it was the fact that he was always scribbling in that notebook of his, or the way he seemed to get lost in thought even when the professor was droning on about literary theory. He was standing awkwardly by a wall across the room, tugging at the sleeves of his shirt. He was dressed as a Ghostbuster, of all things, and somehow the outfit looked just right on him—oversized jumpsuit, clunky proton pack, and a slightly bewildered expression like he’d rather be anywhere else. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight. Tyler, in his quiet, introverted glory, standing amidst the chaos of a college Halloween party, looked almost comically out of place.

I hesitated, debating whether I should go talk to him. We’d only ever exchanged a few words in class, the typical “do you have the notes?” or “what did you think of that reading?” kind of conversations. But something in me felt drawn to him tonight, maybe because I knew exactly how he felt—trapped in a place where we didn’t belong, surrounded by people who didn’t really see us.

Before I could second-guess myself, I started making my way over, weaving through a mess of slutty witches. When I reached him, he looked up, his brown eyes wide with mild surprise.

“Hey,” I said, trying not to sound as awkward as I felt. “Busting ghosts solo tonight?”

His lips twitched into a small smile. “Yeah, you know, it’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.”

I laughed, the sound bright and unexpected, even to me. “Well, you’re doing a great job standing guard by this wall. Any ghost sightings yet?”

“Not yet,” he said, leaning back slightly as if relaxing in my presence. “But I’m staying vigilant.”

“Good call.” I tilted my head, giving him an exaggerated once-over. “Love the costume, by the way. You went all out.”

He looked down at himself, shrugging with a bashful smile. “It was either this or going as a sad college student who got dragged to a party he didn’t want to go to .”

I chuckled. “That’s a little too real. Ghostbuster is a better choice.”

“And you’re the, uh, Queen of Hearts?” he asked, his gaze drifting over my costume. “But... cooler. More punk.”

“Exactly!” I said, a grin spreading across my face. “You’re the first person to get that all night.”

He smirked, rubbing the back of his neck. “I have an appreciation for good costumes. And you definitely pull it off.”

“Thanks.” We stood there for a second, just smiling at each other, the noise of the party fading into the background. It felt... easy, natural, even though we barely knew each other. And then a thought struck me, and I couldn’t help but blurt it out.

“Hey, this is going to sound crazy, but... want to get out of here?”

His eyebrows shot up. “Like... leave?”

“Yeah.” I gestured around at the rowdy crowd and pulsing lights. “I don’t know about you, but I’m not exactly having the time of my life here. We could— I don’t know, grab a coffee or just go for a walk. Somewhere quieter?”

Tyler hesitated, glancing around as if weighing his options. Then he looked back at me, something softening in his gaze. “You know what? Yeah. Let’s do it.”

A few minutes later, we were outside, the crisp autumn air biting at our skin as we stepped away from the thumping bass of the party. The street was lined with other groups of costumed students milling about, some shouting and laughing, others huddled together in quieter conversations. But for the first time all night, I felt like I could breathe.

Tyler walked beside me, hands shoved into his pockets, the plastic proton pack bouncing lightly against his back. We didn’t say much at first, just strolled aimlessly through the leaf-covered streets, the noise of the party fading behind us. After a few blocks, we found ourselves at a small park tucked away between campus buildings, its winding paths lit by dim streetlights and the faint glow of jack-o’-lanterns set out along the walkway.

“Wow, this place is cute,” I murmured, taking in the rows of glowing pumpkins and the few scattered benches. “Never knew it was here.”

“Me neither,” Tyler said softly, his gaze sweeping over the scene. “I guess we’re both discovering new things tonight.”

We wandered over to a bench near the center, where a particularly intricate pumpkin carving of a haunted house flickered softly. Tyler glanced at it, then looked at me, a curious smile on his lips.

“So, what made you pick the Queen of Hearts? You don’t seem like the ‘off with their heads’ type.”

I laughed, sitting down on the bench and crossing my legs. “It’s more about the aesthetic. I wanted something bold, something that stood out, but with a twist. Plus, I had to wear a crown at some point in my life, right?”

“Right.” He nodded seriously, but his eyes were sparkling with humor. “And you look good in one.”

“Thank you,” I said, tipping my imaginary crown at him. “Now, what about you Mr Buster? I mean, besides the obvious ‘saving the world’ angle.”

He shrugged, settling beside me on the bench. “I like old movies. The classics. Ghostbusters just felt... I don’t know, nostalgic? Plus, I already had the jumpsuit from last year.”

“Recycling costumes?” I teased. “I’m not sure if that’s very ‘heroic’ of you.”

“Heroes have to be practical, too.” He grinned, then looked down at his hands, which were resting on his knees. “Honestly, I just didn’t want to be something flashy. I’m not really a... center-of-attention kind of guy.”

I nodded slowly, understanding more than I expected to. “No, I get that. But still, you came out tonight. That’s more than a lot of people would do.”

“Yeah, well.” He looked up at me, his expression thoughtful. “Maybe it wasn’t a total waste.”

The way he said it, so quietly, made my heart skip a beat. I swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous in a way I hadn’t been before. This was more than just two classmates killing time together. There was something here, something I wanted to explore, even if it scared me a little.

“So, what do you usually do, if not parties?” I asked, shifting the conversation slightly to steady myself.

Tyler leaned back, his gaze turning distant for a moment. “I, uh... I spend a lot of time making music. Writing songs, recording. It’s kind of my escape, I guess.”

I perked up, curiosity sparking. “Really? That’s awesome. I always wondered what you were scribbling in that notebook during class.”

He smiled, a little sheepishly. “Yeah, it’s mostly lyrics. Stuff I don’t really show people.”

“Can I hear some of it?” The question slipped out before I could stop it, but I didn’t want to take it back.

Tyler looked at me, eyes wide, then glanced away, biting his lip. “Maybe. I mean, if you want to. My studio’s not far from here.”

My heart jumped. Studio? “You have a studio?”

“More like a basement with some equipment,” he said quickly, rubbing the back of his neck. “But... yeah. I could show you, if you’re interested.”

I didn’t even hesitate. “I’d love that.”

The “studio” turned out to be in the basement of an off-campus house Tyler shared with a couple of other music majors. The room was small but packed with gear—guitars leaning against the walls, a keyboard set up in one corner, and a laptop surrounded by mics and cables on a desk covered in sheets of scribbled lyrics. It smelled faintly of old books and coffee, and it was a little messy, but it was cozy, too. I could see pieces of Tyler in every corner.

“Sorry, it’s kind of... chaotic,” he said, glancing around with an embarrassed smile.

“I like it,” I said honestly, stepping further inside and taking it all in. “Feels... lived in.”

Tyler relaxed a little, moving over to his computer and opening up a file. The sound filled the small space like magic. Then he glanced up at me, his expression shy but open.

“Mind you this is super rough, and I–”

“It’s good,” I interrupted and he nodded, smiling to himself. 

His voice, soft and warm, filled the room, and the melody wrapped around me like magic. The song was raw, beautiful, and filled with a mix of longing and hope. As he sang, I felt like I was seeing a side of him that no one else had—the real Tyler, not the quiet guy from class.

When the last note faded into the air, I just stared at him, completely speechless.

“That was incredible,” I finally managed, my voice full of awe.

He ducked his head, a blush creeping up his cheeks. “Thanks. I wasn’t sure if you’d like it.”

���I did. I definitely did.”

He looked up at me, a small, genuine smile tugging at his lips. For a moment, we just sat there, grinning at each other. Then, the room fell into a comfortable silence, the kind that didn’t need filling with words. It felt... nice.

Tyler scratched the back of his neck, glancing at me shyly. “So, um... I know it’s getting kind of late, but... if you don’t want to go back yet, you could stay a bit longer? We could, like, listen to more music or just... hang out?” He hesitated for a beat, then added, “I think it’d be cool to get to know you better.”

My heart did a little flip at the invitation. “I'd love to.”

His smile widened, and then, as if realizing something, he fumbled in his pocket. “Uh, here—let me give you my number, you know, in case... well, you don’t have to leave right away or anything, but just in case.”

I grinned as we exchanged numbers, the moment feeling so sweet and simple, like it was the beginning of something special. I added him on social media too, our phones pinging softly as the connections were made.

As we settled back in, the music softly playing in the background, Tyler glanced over at me, his voice soft. “So... you want to stay the night? I mean, not in a weird way—just, we can keep listening to music and hanging out. No pressure, but... I think it'd be fun.”

My heart warmed at the offer, and I nodded, smiling at him. “Yeah, that sounds perfect.”

And just like that, what had started as a chaotic, disappointing night turned into one I knew I’d remember forever. Sitting there with Tyler, in his cozy makeshift studio, with the soft hum of music around us, I felt like I’d stumbled into something unexpected and wonderful. And I didn’t want it to end anytime soon.

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[synthesin]

PERVINCO

tanthamore

ch. blurb : for her pride (all pun intended) kit, unable to accept her fate as a pillow princess, tries to top jade. simple! ...she just has to figure out what the hell she's doing.

cw : bad writing ⋆ lemon (!smut!) ⋆ mature language ⋆ canon compliant ⋆ !! includes - teasing, oral, and fingering ❤︎

chapter word count : 3.2k

ᥫ᭡. ~ as the self-proclaimed overlord of the pillow princess kit crusaders, even i adore the idea of her getting in her ego about being a bottom and trying to top jade. ( im also highly in love with the concept of jade being topped.) so i hope you all enjoy this !

credit to cafekitsune for the lovely dividers and banners (they're all so stinkin' cute, right !!?)

chapter one

Fuck. Kit groaned mentally; it still wasn't enough.

"Done already? We just started," Jade's teasing frustrated her more. She wanted to wipe that smug grin off her face and see it contorted in vexation, irritation, and...pleasure? "Think you're in the position to be distracted, princess?"

Jade's sword swinging at her head pulled Kit from her derailed train of thought. She blocked the attack swiftly, but Jade was just as quick to swing at her chest, immediately slowing it to soften the impact. Kit fell back, smacking the ground in annoyance.

"You didn't strike properly." She chided.

Jade countered, "And you weren't concentrating properly."

She helped Kit off the ground, chuckling as the princess grew angrier. "That doesn't matter! When I'm open, take it; I told you not to hold back anymore."

"I was not holding back; the strength I used was what you can handle for now. Once you surpass that-."

"I can handle more now," Kit ranted, gesturing to her armor.

Jade scoffed and crossed her arms. "Just because you have that cuirass doesn't mean I'm going to strike you to kill."

It was no use arguing back and forth, so Kit shrugged her shoulders and began to walk off. "Whatever, I'll have Boorman actually spare with me." 

"No, you won't." Her voice raised a bit, and though Kit enjoyed the firmness of her tone, it was a bit too much; she didn't back down. Biting the inside of her cheek, she glared back at Jade.

"I won't?" Kit laughed dryly and turned away once more. As stubborn as she was, Jade knew her threat wasn't empty.

Huffing, she sped up to her retreating lover and struck her sword before her. The blade was inches from her throat; Kit turned her head and smiled. Standing still for a moment longer, staring into Jade's eyes, she knocked the sword away with her own and struck back.

A chain attack opened between the two; their surrounding area was filled with grunting and the clashing of steel. Nearby animals scurried off as their spar became more hectic. Jade, being entirely on the offense, oddly excited Kit; her swings were aggressive and unforgiving.

Admittedly, they were becoming more challenging to keep up with, but that's all she wanted; she wouldn't learn if Jade coddled her through training. She'd never be able to protect her against the Wyrm and whatever obstacles it throws at them in her current state.

Her reflexes have gotten better. Jade praised and began attacking faster. She watched Kit stumble slightly, giving her an opening, and as requested, she took it. In one fell swoop, Jade struck Kit's sword, disarming her, and slammed the hilt of her sword right above her diaphragm, knocking the brunette off her feet.

Kit hit the ground harder this time, falling flat on her back, knocking the little bit of air she had left in her chest. Tossing her sword aside, Jade quickly straddled Kit as she tried to recuperate before grabbing her wrists and pinning her down. 

"You've improved greatly, Your Highness," Jade started as she leaned closer, leveling their faces. "But you're still not ready. Understood?" It was too much. Adrenaline was high; their bodies were too close, and everything was getting hotter. Kit whined in response, struggling to free herself from Jade's tight grasp.

"Understood?" Jade repeated, this time just above a whisper and dripping with sultry. Breathlessly, Kit finally replied with a rushed yes and freed her wrist. She pulled Jade into a kiss that became desperate and intense. 

Knowing what was needed, Jade pulled her body off Kit's and kneeled, sitting on her heels, then leaned over to take the Lux Arcana from the cuirass. Deactivated, the shiny body armor contracts, and the breastplate is back in its dull, tattered-looking state. Kit sat up, ripped it from her body, and aimlessly discarded it before straddling Jade and capturing her lips again.

Jade's hands busied themselves with unbuttoning Kit's top as she moved from kissing her lips to her neck. She nibbled and sucked various spots, all receiving the same airy whine. Kit threw her head back, granting Jade more access, and latched her hands into her velvety curls. Pushing open Kit's shirt, Jade's hands went straight to her breast, kneading them softly over her thin brassier. She teasingly peppered kisses over Kit's collarbone and the exposed areas of her chest, laughing softly when her hair was gripped tighter. Kit tugged it back, forcing Jade to look up at her, and immediately attacked her lips.

Feeling she had withheld pleasure from Kit long enough, she began unbuttoning her own top. Before she was halfway down the row of buttons, a twig snapping followed by a deep and familiar 'oh' made her stop dead in her tracks. Hastily, she snatches both sides of Kit's shirt up her shoulders and wraps it closed over her exposed torso before gripping her own together.

Kit instantly removed herself from Jade's lap and turned away from the intruders. Craning her neck, she saw Airk and Boorman standing awkwardly behind them. Only Airk radiated awkwardness; Boorman appeared somewhat amused as he leaned against a tree, giving her a knowing smile. Airk scratched the back of his head, looking anywhere else but them.

The twin cleared his throat, gazing at the suddenly interesting grass while passing his basket filled with wild vegetables between both hands. "Ah...this spot is occupied....We can go find clovers elsewhere; excuse us." 

"Yeah, don't let us stop you! Sparing sessions are important; at least, that's what you said to get out of herb hunting early. Anyway, we'll leave-." Boorman added, receiving a nudge from Airk and a glare from Jade. 

"No! We'll go." Kit rushed out, still not facing the rest; she grabbed the cuirass and its key before rushing off. Boorman coughed to poorly stifle his chuckle, causing Jade to shake her head before picking up her and Kit's sword, following after her.

Come nightfall, the group, tired from traveling and forging, were bathed and huddled around the fire, eating roasted duck. Sparing had worked up Kit's hunger, so her portion didn't last long in her bowl. Jade gave her bowl over, causing Elora to frown.

"You don't like it?"

"I did, I'm just not that hungry."

Mouthful, Boorman chimed in, "Really? After we interrupted your royal feast early, I'd think you'd be famished by now."

A flush crept up on Kit's face, "I. Will. End. You." Sword in hand, she was on her feet just as Jade threw a bone in the cackling man's direction and pulled Kit back beside her. Willow and Airk kept their faces shoved in their bowls to avoid the confrontation.

"Right, this is for you," Elora exclaimed, tossing her a small vial of greenish cream. Kit caught it, tearing her eyes away from Boorman, and scanned it, confused, before letting Jade take it to inspect. "What is it?"

"Helps repel mosquitoes and soothe their bites; they've been rampant. I see one has already gotten to you." After that last line, the rest of the group was thrown into a fit of laughter right along with Boorman. Even Jade was chuckling, which sent Kit over the edge. She snatched up her belongings and then began to storm off.

"Where are you going?" Jade called out, amused when she heard her grumble something about patrolling. 

Going far enough to be unable to them or the fire crackling, Kit threw her things down and screamed in frustration. After straightening her blankets, she sprawled out on her back and sighed. A soft rustle of leaves disrupted her short moment of peace. Kit raised up on her elbows and watched Jade come into view. 

"You forgot something,"

"What?" 

Jade pulled the vial of cream from her pocket, causing Kit to roll her eyes and turn away. Jade's laugh filled the air; it took everything in Kit to keep from smiling. She felt her lay down behind her before being tugged back into her chest. Her lips instantly attached to Kit's neck, making her moan lightly. "What do you think? Will it repel me?" Annoyed, the princess shook off her knight and scooted away. 

"Leave."

"Alright, I'll stop," Satisfied, Kit lay flat on her back again and stared at her. "Brat," Jade muttered, pulling her into a kiss. Kit's body didn't take long to return to the same touch-craved and needy state it was in that afternoon. Their outer layer of clothes was shed soon after, and Jade began gripping and rubbing Kit's inner thigh, causing her head to feel fuzzy. She wanted this, but still, she grabbed Jade's hand, stopping her.

Jade looked at her, confused, "What's wrong," 

"Let me top this time." This caused the redhead to laugh a little before sitting up.

"Why the sudden interest?"

"Well... Why not?" Kit questioned. It wasn't a crazy request, right? The times they 'played,' it's always been her on the receiving end. It's only fair she gets to have a chance.

"Is this because of the teasing?"

"Wha- no," Yes. "Why are you against it? Scared, I'd do better." Kit taunted.

She had to flip the situation around as her body began to betray her. Jade was well aware as she had been lightly dragging her fingertips over Kit's body the entire time. Take advantage of every sensitive zone. She loved seeing her try not to show a reaction, only for her body to jolt a bit as Jade inched past her naval. "I know you can't,"

"It's- mmh," She bit back a moan as Jade slid her hand over her clothed core. "It's not like it's hard," She rushed out and quickly sat up. Jade grinned, unfazed, before pulling Kit on top of her.

"Alright, then do it." Kit's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected response. She was sure Jade would fight her more on the topic, but now that she'd let her win so quickly, everything to do next seemed all jumbled. She straddled her waist and began fidgeting with her hands.

Jade smiled and whispered, 'Go on' after laying flat. She rubbed Kit's thighs softly, waiting patiently for the princess to make her first move. Kit nodded hesitantly and leaned down to kiss Jade.

Topping shouldn't be too hard, but the sudden pressure suffocated her. What was she to do first? How long before moving on to the next thing? What exactly are the things she's to do? Her second mistake was figuring she'd think of the next move while occupying Jade's lips with her own. The first was mindless, challenging Jade tonight. All it took was Jade's tongue invading her mouth to make Kit falter. She tried thinking of what was usually done to her, but the way Jade began biting her low lip and gripping her waist, all that flooded her mind was how wet she was becoming and how she was sure Jade knew. It never failed to amaze herself how much something so simple affected her.

Thinking quick, Kit moved to Jade's neck. Envisioning how Jade gives her love bites, she attempts the same—problem three. The stifled noises she heard slipping past Jade's lips made her proud until they became audible cackles. Jade tried covering her mouth and containing herself, but it was too late.

"I'm sorry-Kit, wait, I didn't mean to laugh." Pushing off over her, Kit sat between Jade's legs and bit her lip in anger. Jade sat up and wiped the tears that formed in her eyes, finally stopping her giggle.

"You're messing me up on purpose."

"I'm not, honestly. It was just a bit funny-."

"It's never funny when you do it to me,"

"That's because I know what I'm doing." Pulling at her hair in frustration, Kit pushed Jade back down. "I know what I'm doing; stop cheating." 

Kit couldn't wrap her head around the ordeal; she did exactly what Jade usually does. So why was it different?

When Jade kisses her neck, Kit loses all control of her senses, and her body listens only to Jade instantly after. So why was it so weird when she tried it?

I won't lose.

Her mind went to the one place she was sure Jade wouldn't be able to giggle if it was kissed. She kissed Jade's lips down to her pelvis. Humming in satisfaction, Jade began playing with and pulling at Kit's hair. "That feels quite nice."

"Don't patronize me," Kit muttered, not sparing her a glance, and tried to ignore how good the hair-pulling felt. Kissing her over the thin cloth, Kit remembered how Jade does it to her—problem four. Hands or mouth, when Jade gets below the belt, Kit's brain stops functioning. She can't even kiss her neck correctly; how was she supposed to do better down here?

Jade condescendingly asked if she was doing alright. Shushing her, Kit stared down at her own hand, confused. Should she start with one or two fingers? One would obviously be first, but she wanted to do her better; more is better. Right?

Kit pulled off the thin cloth and tossed it aside. Let's just wing it, she thought to herself. Her mouth latched onto Jade's clit and began sucking harshly. Before Jade could address her current discomfort mercilessly, two fingers were jabbed into her, causing her to scream out in pain. Kit removed herself at once and watched, worried, as Jade squeezed her legs close and turned over in pain.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" 

Once the pain eventually let up, Jade huffed out, still clutching herself, and peered at Kit wide-eyed.

"What happened?! You attempting to impale me!"

"I don't get it; I just do what you usually do," Jade clicked her tongue. "I have never done that to you, first of all, and as I said before," She started, pulling Kit flat onto the blanket. "I know what I'm doing, princess," 

True to her word, as soon as her lips touched Kit's neck, a tingly coursed through her body. Instinctively, she wrapped her limbs around Jade and moaned out in pleasure. To add insult to injury, she was doing precisely what Kit had just attempted and far better. She couldn't act like it didn't feel good, even if her life depended on it. Jade began massaging her clit at a torturingly slow speed. Laughing softly into the crook of Kit's neck as she pleaded for her to go faster. Jade obliged and sped up. Occasionally, sliding her fingers between her folds, taunting Kit's entrance. 

"Please, Jade...lick." Jade hummed at her begging, finding it rather cute.

Letting herself be pulled into another messy kiss, she slowed her speed again and smiled as Kit cried out more. Teasing her was something she'd grow tired of.

Kit's hands left Jade's hair and pressed down on top of the hand, tormenting her, trying to force her to go faster. Jade responded by sliding a finger inside her. Kit threw her head back and let out a throaty moan. Her back arched off the ground as Jade kissed down her torso. Her right hand gripping Kit's thigh, forcing her leg apart, giving herself space to lay in front of her dripping core. After pumping out of her a few times, she gave Kit her tongue like she had been begging for.

Whenever she tried wrapping her leg around Jade to hold her closer, she'd receive a hard pinch, forcing her leg back into submission. She was sure her thigh was covered in tiny bruises, and she knew Jade would spend time kissing all of them later, making her wetter. 

Hearing her princess cry out her name made Jade's body quiver. She pulled her finger out of Kit, leaned up, and forced it into her mouth; she watched Kit shamelessly suck on it before pulling her hand away and kissing her. She touched herself with the same hand, and the other quickly entered Kit, adding two fingers. She moaned into Jade's mouth and rode her fingers.

Feeling her climax creeping up, Jade pumped inside both of them faster, kissing along Kit's jaw as she screamed louder as they came. Jade kissed Kit's breast one last time before flopping down beside her. 

Coming down from her high, Kit realized what had happened and slapped her hand on the ground "Fuck," She looked over at Jade and rolled her eyes at the grin on her face.

"Cheater."

"Cheater?! You were me begging so sweetly for more the entire time; I won fair and square."

"Let me try again," Jade shook her head and pushed her exhausted body off the ground, "Absolutely not stabby, c'mon."

Kit groaned and let Jade pull her to her feet and shuffle along bitterly as she was led to a spot for them to relieve and clean themselves. She can't lose like this, she thought sorely to herself. Not only would Jade never let her live it down, but she was also sure the others' incessant teasing would drive her insane. Jade led them to a waterfall nearby, pulling Kit under the pouring water and kissing her pouting lips.

The cool water felt nice against their warm bodies; tonight was particularly humid, making the cold shower much more appreciated. Jade racked her hands through Kit's short hair, letting the water wash away the sweat.

Kit began badgering her again. "This time was just practice; let me try again." Jade, acting as if she couldn't hear her over the rushing water, began rubbing her body down. She took time gently rubbing and kissing all the forming bruises on her body that came from their spar, and as predicted, when she saw the tiny bruises littering Kit's inner thigh, she kissed every one of them gingerly. 

"You're not being fair," Kit moaned, trying to steady herself; Jade's kissing was getting dangerously close. Her torment ended as Jade stood and began rubbing her own body down. Not even attempting to act as if she was helping, Kit's hands rested on her breasts and began groping them. Jade wiped the water from her face and smiled as Kit leaned in and kissed her.

It was slow and sweet. Jade cupped Kit's jaw, deepening the kiss before pulling away and resting their forehead together. They stood there holding each other, letting the water rain down on them. Kit sighed out contently. She loved how Jade was with her after sex; it helped clear her mind. Especially with their current predicament, they both needed moments like this.

Once the coolness of the water became too much to bear, the pair finally made their way back to their pallet. Silently, they took turns drying each other off and putting back on their clothes.

Jade hummed, "I'll let you try again," Beaming Kit pecked her on the lips. "Stab into me like that again, and I'll have you regret it, your highness."

Coyly, Kit smiled, "What will you do to me?"

"You'll find out; now, let's sleep. We'll need the rest."

Kit obeyed, leaning against the bags as makeshift pillows, and opened her arms. Jade laid in them and got comfortable, tightly wrapping her arm around Kit's waist. Her face nuzzled against her princess's chest, making her hum contentedly. Kit kissed her damp hair one last time before they both let slumber overcome them. 

ᥫ᭡. ~ don’t you just love it when sapphics. yea me too. part two, the final part in progress ❤︎