#I love being cuddled especially by someone significantly taller than me

[vriska-serketboard]

I also really miss the physical aspect of just like cuddling with them bc they’re really cuddleable

[mazeinthemiroh]

Hii, how would be ateez with a tall s/o? (I'm 5'9 😔)

ateez reaction to a tall s/o

genre: fluff, tad bit of crack

word count: 0.7k

warnings: none

author's notes: lowercase intentional. thanks for the request anon! as someone who is 5'4, i really look up to you! i'm so so sorry i couldn't help myself i saw an opportunity?? anyways jokes aside, ateez don't really care about your height so long as you're an awesome person and they vibe with you ✨ so whether you are gorgeously tall or a shortie like me, it don't matter. hope you enjoy this, mwah <3

hongjoong

he's a short king anyways, he's so used to being smol. so its not like he's surprised that the person he falls for taller than him 💀 he pouts when you tease him about his height but he honestly doesn't really care if you are taller. he turns into such a softie, much like how he acts around maddox (if you haven't watched any doxlogs yet then please do!!) in some cases he likes feeling small don't tell the members that because he just feels precious and loved uwu

seonghwa

i see hwa as being more on the traditional side so having a taller s/o might be out of his comfort zone. but tbh when he's actually in the relationship he realises that nothing has really changed. he still babies you like crazy, there's no getting out of that one i'm afraid. calls you his baby and leaves a big phat smooch on your cheek. has a habit of linking arms with you when you guys go on walks together like an old married couple lol.

yunho

he is impressed with your height considering he is an absolute giant. he will tease you sometimes, like he will stand on his tiptoes so it gives the illusion that he is significantly taller OR he will simply drag you down so you look smaller he has no chill 💀 seriously though, he treats you all the same. he says he finds it easier for him to kiss you. but tall or short, so long as you have good banter with him, you are still his precious baby <33

yeosang

a shy boi. especially if you are confident in your tallness like he's a blushing mess. sort of malfunctions and doesn't know what to do with himself in the early stages, but we know he's gonna be like that anyways regardless of your height. he just looks at you with such admiration and thinks you're the best thing ever. will also melt if you give him forehead kisses 💔💔💔 his brain would totally stop working like he's not ok???

san

not fussed at all really. oh but don't think for a second that he is relinquishing his big spoon rights. he doesn't care if you are bigger or smaller than him, he has to hold you in his arms regardless and will refuse to let you go >:( seriously he's such a soft boy around you, always giving you back hugs so he can perch his chin up on your shoulder <///3 but when you give him back hugs it's over for him oh my gosh he turns into mush.

mingi

literally doesn't care what height you are, he just wants cuddles and love honestly. he's a tall bean anyway so he views it as something you have in common! he likes it when he lays ontop of you with your arms wrapped around him as you hold him close to your chest, he just feels warm and safe inside :( he's so touchy and everytime you are cuddling with him he's like 'we were made for each other clearly' and just <///3 it's emotional ok??

wooyoung

demands piggyback rides like, always. and there's no way he's gonna let go like he's gonna be on your back for as long as he wants! brattier than usual, you know him 🙄 he also calls you nicknames like skyscraper or tree 💀 i'm sorry in advance. but he's also an absolute sweetie too like he's so cute hdbsjwnr he is constantly leaning against you and putting his head on your shoulder when he is tired. he may tease you but he don't really care <3 he's gonna tease you regardless your height anyways!

jongho

jongho thinks more objectively. he's like 'i like this person and am attracted to them on a personal level, therefore i syhould date them.' so height is not an issue for him. he just wants to have that special connection with someone. he's got his priorities straight! i can see him totally be the type of guy to buy you heels and give you a little wink, like he wants you to be confident in your height and he just thinks you're sexy af, and he wants to show you off to others.

[l0ve-weenkun]

leon headcanons bc im insane

listen to me, ive got fucking Leon brainrot. this man is taking over my goddamn life and i have no issue with it but like bbrbrbrbr i need this man in my arms in my hands on my bed, under me, over me, on me however, so anyway!! have some headcanons that i thought abt for him while i was doing my homework today in my very distracted brain: .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・ ⍟ this man is literally so fucking touch starved, you have no fucking clue. the first time you ever hugged him he didnt even know what the hell you were doing, until you let go. when you left after your goodbye hug he went home and he couldnt believe what had happened, its been so long since someone actually had the confidence to get that close to him. he lay in his bed, confused and sad, and it brought him to tears. he didnt know how to feel, but he knew that he missed that kind of comforting warmth only a hug can bring.

⍟ do not take him to an arcade with a claw machine because he will hyperfixiate on it until he wins the prize hes aiming for, especially if you mentioned that you thought it was cute, or if you tried winning it yourself. you bet your goofy ass that he'll spend a ridiculous amount of money for your happiness.

⍟ he wont admit it, but Leon actually loves holding hands. it doesnt matter where or how, if you hold his hand he will instantly blush and be very happy, although he wont vocalize it at all. any kind of skinship youre comfortable with he will accept with open arms, especially since hes not used to being loved on so much.

⍟ cuddles? yes please. hold this man close, hold him like the world is ending, he needs it so bad, this man knows no care and loves every moment he spends huddled under the bedsheets in your arms. sometimes when he comes home after missions hes just so tired and overwhelmed that the moment he gets in bed and you cuddle him, he'll break down into quiet sobs, not wanting to, but he just cant help it anymore, and he'll apologize a million times under his breath, choking on his words, but if u quiet him with a soft kiss he'll stop talking and just nuzzle into you softly and try to calm down as you rub circles into his back.

⍟ lets talk about this age gap,,,,uuhhhhh, there is nothing to talk abt!!!! he doesnt talk about it, it doesnt make him uncomfy hes just embarassed, "how/why did this young person fall for me" vibes, Freddy will often bother you guys about it, he'll call Leon "gramps" and he calls you "kid" but thats more of a nickname than being an asshole. (if youre older than Freddy but not Leon he'll find something else to call you) Melanie often questions you on your taste for men, but she does slightly admit that Leon is a pretty ok candidate, he just needs to loosen up a bit. rest assured, with you here, he will loosen up a bit.

⍟ Leon often feels the need to look after you (especially if youre significantly younger than him,,,totally not me hahaaa) he tries his best to be as responsible as possible and keep you far, far away from harms way, always checking up on you to make sure you're ok. he'll send you little texts every 30 minutes or so, most of the time they sound very,,, automated lmao "status report, mission progress" and such, but you grow closer together he'll send cuter texts like "hows it going? are you ok? need anything?" and sometimes, especially if hes on a mission, he'll send "i love you ♡" just to make sure you remember while hes gone.

⍟ he doesnt really give out kisses as you can imagine, most of the time hes on the receiving end, but when he does, he loves giving forehead kisses. not only because he's significantly taller than you, but he just feels most comfortable there, its not invading much of your personal space, and its just a sweet gesture. on the other hand, when you go to kiss him, kiss him anywhere and everywhere because he will melt in your touch. you can imagine how not having skinship with someone for ages has affected him, but anytime you kiss him its like the world stands still and its just you two, even if its just for a moment. (kiss him especially on his neck and his ears, he will literally die if u do)

⍟ cook for him, this man loves it when you cook!!! he'll sit in the kitchen and watch you as you shuffle around the kitchen like an idiot and make a big mess just to make sure he's well fed, it brings him so much joy and comfort knowing you care so much that you'll potentially burn down your kitchen just to make sure hes not hungry. also, he's like a fucking child, he drinks milk with every fucking meal. hes probably thinking that it'll literally give him stronger bones. he believes that. idk if thats why he drinks milk so often, but he drinks milk at least twice a day. (as a lactose intolerant mf thats gross but u do u)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・。.・゜✭・

ill write more at some point lmao for now just have this spur of the moment nonsense, im going to go pass out maybe, yes i know that theres, like no capitalization at all, and no apostrophes but leave me alone smh lmao

[gh0styyt0astyy]

"You can hide from me forever~?" .. emm.. maybe you can do this we hank?(lee hank if it is ok?) No presure

✨ [Run and hide] ✨

( anon. anon *holds ur shoulders* i loved this prompt thank you )

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⭐️ [Summary] — If you asked Hank how he got into this situation, he’d much rather die than say anything. (Lee!Hank and Ler!Deimos + Ler!Sanford)

fellas is it gay to platonically cuddle your homies after they absolutely wreck your shit

key: deimos hank sanford

⭐️ [Warnings] — TICKLE FIC; MILD LANGUAGE; AND CUDDLING AT THE END; if you don’t like then please just scroll on T_T

⭐️ [Prompt(s)]: “You can’t hide from me forever!”

✨ Enjoy ! ✨

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“Haaaaaank!” Deimos’ gruff voice echoed down a hall; a quiet snicker in his tone as he looked for the merc. Hank, who was currently staked out in a dark room (had the rooms always been this dark? How’d he never notice this?), held his breath.

Putting a hand on the doorframe, Hank leaned out slightly and stared into Deimos’ back.

The shorter guy seemed to be too busy with looking in the complete wrong direction that Hank started calculating his options. Hank had been stalking around this shitty “apartment” that he, Dei and Sanford all called home (Temporary home at least. It’s hard to keep a stable base of operation in this shitty, genocidal state okay?) for at least an hour now. Deimos wanted something from Hank; and whatever game Deimos was playing the taller man didn’t want any partake in it.

“Cmon, Haaank. You can’t hide from me forever now!” Deimos called out again, but beginning to turn around now. Shit. Hank quickly darted into a different room, one with a little more light. At least he could see now.

…However he failed to realize that Deimos could see the faint outline of a shadow, which is ironic really; seeing as how Hank; a 6’6 man can fit inside a tiny crate with no one noticing, yet he forgets to cover his tracks of a shadow.

Deimos’ footsteps came closer to the room Hank sheltered in, and Hank started to crawl backwards to the closet. ‘Shit- shit- shit.’ Hank opened the closet door and quickly stepped inside. Deimos suddenly leapt into the room, a sound of vague disappointment rumbling in his throat. “Damn.”

Hank felt a very light breath leave his chest as he slowly slid down the wall. Maybe Deimos had finally given up his chase. As Hank waited for Deimos to leave the room, he listened to the quieting footsteps. The goggled man silently opened the closet door and looked out, spotting no sign of Deimos. He began to slowly step out of it.

His legs were quickly and suddenly swiped out from under him, causing him to land roughly on his chest with a solid “oof” and a wheeze when something plopped heavily onto his back. “There you are!” Hank could hear the grin in Deimos’ voice.

“Uagh- get off of me you lug.” Hank grunted, reaching back and swatting at one of Deimos’ knees. “Hank, you’re good at hiding, know that? Had me in circles for an hour! You ever play hide and seek when you were a kid?”

Hank was having none of it as he continued to swat and push at Deimos. (Sure the man was significantly shorter than him, but damn; bitch could put some weight when he wanted.) Deimos hummed as he put his head in a hand. “Okay well obviously you wanna move on. So let’s do that! While we’re at it…” A different hand went down to between Hank’s shoulder blades, causing the merc to tense. “Let’s chat! You remember how you crushed my cigs a bit ago?”

Hank did remember that.

“Aaand how you spilled water on me for no reason?”

Hank remembered that too. (And, also Deimos, for your information; it was not for no reason you will NOT burn down another temp home.)

“Oooh or- or how about the time you threw that huge ass centipede at me? Remember that one?”

…Hank remembered that one, as well. Very vividly, might he add.

Hank nodded and Deimos did too. “Yeah. I remember all those too. Especially that last one you asshole.” Hank shrugged. “I mean, it was a little amusing.” Deimos feigned hurt as he put a hand to his chest. “You wound me, Wimbleton.”

Hank started to get antsy now, as he shifted underneath Deimos’ weight. “Will you get off me? Or are you just going to keep me here.” Deimos grinned again. “Antsy, Hanky? Daw okay. I guess I can get on with it.”

“It?” What the hell was “it?” Hank narrowed his eyes under his goggles and when he tried to look back at Deimos three fingers suddenly dug into the soft area between Hank’s shoulders. Oh. Oh that was it. Hank felt his eyes suddenly shoot open as he fell completely limp to the floor, electricity running up his back. His body shuddered with repressed… laughter? Noises. “Deimos—“ Hank spoke through gritted teeth, feeling lucky for the mask covering his betraying face. “Hank.” Deimos answered back. Hank felt himself trying to writhe away from Deimos to no avail. “Shihit.” He hissed, mentally cursing himself.

“Ahha! That’s the response I’m looking for!” Deimos said, taking his other hand and tapping against Hank’s ribs. Making the downed man make a strangled noise into the crook of his elbow. “Pihihihiss ohohoff-!” Hank growled, tried to growl. It was hard to be intimidating with fingers wiggling on your ribs and your back. Deimos was slow, methodical for a moment… before the hand on Hank’s back went from slowly moving to clawing at his shoulder blades. “SHIHIHIT! Deihihihimos you sohohon of a—!” Hank suddenly erupted; Deimos letting out a victorious and satisfied laugh. “Right here is bad? Damn, and I’ve only just started!” Hank tried thrashing his shoulders to get away from Deimos’ hands.

Deimos snickered mischievously, repositioning himself on top of Hank and sitting on his waist instead. “Y’know what Hank? This is super interesting,” Deimos said, one hand continuing to torture Hank’s shoulder blades as the other hand trailed back and forth from his ribs and his sides. “You’re, like, Nevada’s most dangerous Mercenary. And yet I haven’t even been thrown into a wall!” Deimos added, grinning at Hank’s misfortune as the man went limp again. “I hahahahate yohohou—“ Hank hissed through gritted laughter. “Have you even tried getting me off?” Deimos ignored Hank’s previous statement. As Hank began to lift himself with his elbows, Deimos’ hand suddenly shot underneath him and started prodding at his stomach. “YOHOHOHOU BIHIHIHIHITCH!” Hank fell back down.

That’s when a quiet *ahem* and knock on the doorframe made both the men look up. Sanford stood there, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed and an amused look. “Dei, what are you doing to Hank?” He asked, and Hank felt Deimos’ hands slow down until they came to stop. Deimos snickered evily and put a knee on Hank’s back to keep him down. Hank didn’t like that, didn’t trust that evil giggle from Deimos— so he began trying to escape. “San, y’know what I found out?”

Oh shit. He wouldn’t. “What’d you find out, bud?” Deimos you’d better not. “Did you know that Nevada’s most wanted, dangerous Mercenary is ticklish?” That son of a bitch. “Oh, really now?” Goddamnit.

Sanford was waved over by Deimos, and the two started whispering to each other. Hank tried to listen in but to no avail. Suddenly the weight on his back was lifted and Hank tried to shoot away quickly.

But he was grabbed around the waist and pulled back into a heavy chest. Sanford’s arms held onto him tightly as they went back to the floor, except now Hank was sitting up. (Which was better, actually, because being sprawled on the floor like that really isn’t comfortable.) Sanford’s arms were hooked under his, crossed tightly against his chest and keeping him in place.

Deimos was sat at Hank’s legs, grinning at him with a look that could only mean chaos.

“I swear to God.” Hank rumbled, pushing against his captors. Deimos gave an evil chuckle as his hands curled into claws. “Deimos I’m warning you.” Hank pushed at Deimos with his foot, neither of them really acknowledging the now dirty shoe print on Deimos’ jacket. “One.” Deimos said.

…Excuse him?

“Two.” Sanford’s low voice followed.

Hank started wriggling in Sanford’s arms with a little more strength.

…

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“THREE!” Suddenly both the men yelled— and Hank lost his shit. Deimos’ clawed hands tasering into Hank’s ribs and Sanford’s kneading into his hips. “OHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOD! YOU AHAHAHASSHOHOHOHOLES!” Hank suddenly shrieked in laughter. (It was so much louder than his voice, louder than his usual tone. It surprised all of them and Hank wasn’t sure if he liked the volume coming from himself.) Hank writhed in Sanford’s arms as he fought against himself. “Holy shit! Dei, you weren’t joking!”

“I know! Hank, you’re incredibly lucky that it’s just us who know about this!”

Hank thought about the idea of someone else finding out about…this. Whatever “this” was. Hank wanted to say something but all he could get out was that loud, wheezy laughter. And eventually he stopped trying to fight it, he went limp in Sanford’s hold and gave in. “SHIHIHIHIT! I’m gOHOHNNA KIHIHILL YOU TWHOHOHO!” You know, it’s really hard to be threatening when you’re being undone. His nerves felt like they were being electrocuted and were on fire, Hank’s legs kicked slightly. “GOHOHOD DAHAHAHMN IT! MOHOHOHOVE YOUR HAHAHAHANDS!”

Suddenly it stopped— Deimos’ hands stopped at least. Sanford’s were at his ribs now, poking and prodding between each bone. Hank screwed his eyes shut; Sanford’s hands were so slow and methodical it was driving Hank up the wall. Hank’s face was warm, completely undone to giggling. It was embarrassing.

“San, you wanna know something else?” “Deimohohos.” “Hit me, Dei.” “You behehtter nohohot!” “Hank’s scars are way more ticklish than the rest of him.” “You bihihihitch!”

That bastard. “Reaaaally now?” Sanford’s voice was low again, close to Hank’s neck. Deimos nodded. “Yuh uh.” Hank tried to squirm out again. “I hahahate you!” He listened as Deimos drew in a big, deep breath and felt as his shirt was lifted. (He knew today was a bad day to go without his jacket.) “Deheheheimos I swear to Gohohohod!”

Hank had literally no time to process anything before—

PBBBFFFTRRTTTT!

“OH SHIHIHIHIT! SHIHIHIHIT SHIHIHIT SHIHIT!” Hank squealed, he squealed. (Hank never wanted to die on the spot more than in that moment. Do you think that he could find Jeb or Tricky or someone to strike him down after this?)

Deimos had raspberried Hank’s stomach— against a huge ass scar that went from his left hip, over top and across his navel and to the right side of his ribs.

And Sanford had started blowing smaller raspberries against Hank’s neck, again, on the scars that went across it.

Hank literally felt like he was about to die in that moment. “OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHY I YEHEHEHEHILD! I YEHEHILD! I’M GONNAHAHAHA DIHEHEHEHE! STOAHAHAHAHAP!” Hank gasped, writhing and kicking his legs. And it was like that, the sensations just stopped. Phantom feelings buzzing through his body and against his skin. “Ohohoh my gohohd.” Hank breathed, his body somehow going limper against Sanford’s. Deimos grinned and Sanford laughed lightly. Hank felt Deimos press against his chest and a light squeeze of a hug from Sanford.

Hank panted lightly, cursing the two mentally. Deimos just grinned up at Hank. “Sooo. I think San and I win!” Sanford hummed in agreement as he nodded grinning too as he bonked his head against the back of Hank’s. “Somehow that went way better than I had expected it to go.”

“You two better sleep with one eye open tonight.” Hank threatened, feeling his body physically relax against Sanford and Deimos. “Yeah yeah, whatever you say.”

[kthstrawberryshortcake]

BTS Reaction: Their S/O is insecure about being much shorter than them

So since I did a request for a reaction to their S/O being taller than them, as a short person myself I had to write this one. :) 

Interpret “short” however you want, just know that as the smollest of beans (I’m 5′0″) I was imagining someone closer to my height, give or take a few inches.

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Namjoon: You knew that Namjoon liked taller girls with long legs, so you always felt a little insecure about being so short. You found yourself getting embarrassed that he had to lean down so far to kiss you, or when you couldn’t reach something on a higher shelf. Eventually he started to notice you acting weird about certain things so he asked you what was wrong. When you told him, it hurt his heart a little that you thought he would think any less of you because of your height. He reassured you that your height didn’t make you any less attractive, in fact it was often pretty adorable. 

Jin: You always felt weird about how drastic your height difference looked in pictures and that sort of thing, so the fact that Jin was always (lovingly) teasing you about being short didn’t help. He would jokingly pretend to use your head as an armrest, or stand up very straight so you couldn’t reach when you tried to kiss him. He called you cute nicknames like peanut and munchkin. One day you just kind of broke down a little about it, getting teary-eyed. Jin was horrified, asking you what was wrong with worry in his voice. When you explained, he felt absolutely terrible for having inadvertently reinforced your insecurity. He explained that he only teased you about your height because he found it so cute.

Yoongi: Honestly Yoongi hardly noticed your height on a daily basis. It wasn’t an important factor in his opinion. He didn’t mind having to lean down to kiss you, he hardly thought about the fact that he was doing so. You worried, however, that he saw you as cute and childlike rather than a sexy grown woman like you wanted him to see you as. You eventually told him it was something you were uncomfortable with, and he was very understanding of your feelings. He did, however, insist on proving to you he saw you as a woman, and showing you that he did indeed find you to be incredibly sexy. 

Hoseok: He loved your height. LOVED it. He thought you were the most adorable thing he had ever seen. Hobi loved to refer to you as travel sized or fun sized. Because of his enthusiasm about it, you didn’t feel bad about your height very often, but when special events occurred that warranted wearing heels, he playfully teased you about STILL being so short, and that was what upset you. You didn’t mind that he got excited about how cute your short height was, in fact it was quite sweet. But formal events were where you tended to compare yourself to the female idols you encountered, lamenting your obvious differences from them. Hobi sensed your discomfort and pulled you aside, hugging you when you told him what was wrong. He felt guilty for having made you feel bad, and he reassured you that he wouldn’t change you for the world.

Jimin: Your height actually made Jimin feel more comfortable about himself as well, having been teased about being short for so long. It made him feel manly and confident that you were significantly shorter than him. In result, Jimin was never the one to make you feel awkward about your height. It was the teasing of the other members that bothered you. They teased you about your height just like they did Jimin, joking about you being a tiny couple. What they didn’t expect was for you to start to get emotional, blinking back tears. Your knight in shining armor came to your rescue, wrapping an arm around your shoulders protectively as he scolded the other members for making you feel bad. They apologized, having meant no harm and feeling sorry for upsetting you.

Taehyung: Tae didn’t mind your height in the slightest, finding you cuter because of it (like Hobi). It was sweet how it always made him extra protective in crowds (like “must protect smol creature” uwu) or how he grinned when you asked for help reaching something up high. It wasn’t until one day when you brought lunch to the boys’ dance practice that you really noticed it. In front of the wall of mirrors it was incredibly noticeable how the whole room towered over you. You thought the difference in height made you look mismatched, and that was what brought out the insecurity. You didn’t bring it up until that night when you were going to bed. Taehyung shook his head and cuddled up to you closer. “Don’t be silly. You’re the perfect sized little spoon.”

Jungkook: You knew from all the “ideal type” discussions that had occurred in interviews that Jungkook had said he’d prefer to not have a large height difference. You already found your boyfriend to be almost intimidatingly beautiful, especially with how fit he was, so anything that suggested you might not be exactly what he wanted made you feel anxious and insecure. You started wearing heels almost every day, which was unusual for you, and it didn’t take long for Jungkook to notice. He insisted that you tell him what was wrong, and without making eye contact, you replied in a small voice that you weren’t what he wanted so you were trying to get closer to that, referencing your height in particular. Jungkook shook his head furiously and pulled you into his arms, resting his chin on top of your head. He told you that the ideal type stuff was total crap and that you were truly everything he wanted. You didn’t need heels to be his dream girl, you already were.

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TBH I think that the height difference thing is SO CUTE, but I wanted this to be a counterpart to the “taller than them” post so I added the insecurity aspect. 

But yeah I relate to this concept. When even Jimin would tower over you, you know you’re short. ;) (I’m eight inches shorter than the “short guy”, y’all)

I hope you enjoyed this!

PLEASE SEND IN REQUESTS and give me feedback! <3 in my asks or in a message is fine!

[stubbornness-and-spite]

Remind Me Why I Fell In Love With Happy Endings

It’s Because They Have Happy People

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Fandom: Sanders Sides

Summary: It hurt. A lot. They felt drained dry and defeated, but there hadn’t been any villain or monster to fight. They were supposed to be a team. They could fight monsters, not deal with this. Emotional vulnerability sucked.

Takes place directly after Learning New Things About Ourselves

Pairing(s): platonic LAMP, romantic if you want to read it that way but I wrote it platonic

Characters: Logan, Patton, Virgil, Roman, Thomas is mentioned

Genre: hurt/comfort, angst with a hopeful/happy ending, angst and fluff

Warnings: cursing

Word count: 2420

Notes: kind of an AU? Just timeline-wise. I’m playing fast and loose with the timeline, which is only going to be important and/or relevant if I actually finish the follow-up fic I have planned for this. Since in this story/universe, the sides are real and Sanders Sides videos are not really scripted, there’s much less time between videos(because editing, writing, and directing are figuratively thrown out the window).

“Well, that went well,” Virgil snarked as they sank back down into the common area.

“Our goal was accomplished,” Logan said sharply, avoiding eye contact. “Thomas is feeling better about his chosen lifestyle.”

“His lifestyle you hate, you mean?” Roman grumbled. “Just looking for some extra clarification. Wouldn’t want anyone to be confused.”

“Now, kiddos,” Patton chided, his smile not reaching his eyes. “I think we all came out of that one a little bruised.”

“Metaphorically,” Virgil cut in before Logan could protest. “Emotionally bruised.” Logan nodded with a pinched effort at a smile.

“Is everyone doing okay?” Patton asked softly.

Logan scoffed. “Of course, Patton. No new information was relayed to me and therefore my emotional state, which is negligible, was not significantly impacted.”

“Logan…” Roman grimaced. “I really am sorry. I didn’t mean it. I should have said something more when we were up there, but I-”

“You were more concerned for Thomas’s mental state and more concerned by his opinion than you were for or by either of mine,” Logan cut him off. “Perfectly understandable.”

Roman shook his head. “I should have been concerned for both of you. I shouldn’t have put you in a position where hearing an apology from me for something I specifically said to hurt you was a great kindness. I called you a lot more than ‘stupid’ that I should have apologized for.” He lifted his chin and stood even taller. “And I am now,” he declared. “Logan, I am truly and honestly sorry for the hurtful things I said to you and about you and I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me for speaking to you in such a way and treating you as if you were worth less than you are.”

Logan sighed, some of the tension falling from his face. “Thank you, Roman. I forgive you.” Roman smiled weakly and Logan nodded in return. “Also, to be clear,” he said, adjusting his glasses and smirking. “I’m not remotely offended that you called me a bitch.”

“Roman!” Patton cried, affronted. “When was this?”

Roman blushed. “I got carried away.”

Logan huffed, his smirk softening into a smile. “I like to see you so passionate. I like to inspire it, even if it comes in the form of calling me Sanders Claus on Bitchmas and suggesting we build a snowbitch and kiss under the bitchletoe.”

“Roman!”

“Patton,” Logan said, turning to him. “I was much more insulted by being called stupid. Both of which Roman has apologized for. There is no need to berate him further. I believe I have done enough of that for quite a while.”

“But Logan!”

“Hey, Pop-star,” Virgil chimed in, drawing the focus onto him. He shrunk back slightly but kept talking. “If L says he isn’t upset, then getting upset on his behalf is only making everyone feel bad. It’s okay to let it go sometimes.”

Patton sighed. “I guess you’re right, kidd-- Virgil. Sorry.”

Virgil flinched a second after Patton did, at the sound of his name. “Pat, I-” he sighed. “Nevermind.”

Logan reached over, but stopped, his arm hovering near Virgil’s shoulder. “May I touch you?” At Virgil’s nod, he slid his arm across Virgil’s back and squeezed his shoulder. “Have we not made clear that being open with each other is the only way that things can be solved?”

“Guys, I was a real jerk today and I’m sorry,” Virgil said in a quick breath. He tilted his head to rest on Logan. “Logan, I shouldn’t have jumped to the conclusion that everything was your fault. I shouldn’t have blamed you for something that we all knew we were all contributing to.” He looked at Roman. “I shouldn’t have blamed you either. I know how hard you work. I know how much it kills you when we criticize what you do and I know we have to sometimes because that’s our job, but we’ve been taking it too far lately. I’ve been taking it too far lately and especially today.” Virgil looked over at Patton who had tears in his eyes and quickly looked away. He stared at Logan’s shoes for a moment before forcing himself to look back at Patton. “Patton, I love you,” Patton whined as his damp eyes filled a little more. “I love that you call me kiddo. I wouldn’t give you dad-themed nicknames if I didn’t. I like being a dynamic duo with you. I feel like you get me sometimes in a way that someone whose function isn’t emotion isn’t able to.” Logan stiffened, but didn’t move his arm. Virgil kept talking. “What makes me uncomfortable isn’t all that. I like being your ‘dark strange son’.” A small grin crept onto his face and he rolled his eyes fondly. Virgil paused, catching himself and hesitated before taking a breath and blurting out, “I don’t like being called an angel. I don’t like you telling Thomas that I don’t mean the things I say just because they’re negative or because I disagreed with you. It makes me feel like you don’t think I can do my job. It makes me feel like you think I’m less capable than you are.” Virgil winced and looked tentatively at Patton, already waiting for scorn.

“Oh, Virg-- kiddo,” Patton sighed. “I didn’t mean to make you feel like that.”

Virgil shrugged, his expression relaxing as he leaned into Logan and pretended he’d never had any doubts. “I know. That’s why I said something. If I thought you were doing it to upset me, I wouldn’t have asked you to stop. I know you didn’t mean anything by it, which is why I felt safe telling you that it upset me.”

“Can I hug you too, kiddo?” Patton asked, fidgeting with his hoodie sleeves.

Logan spoke up before Virgil could respond. “Oh, Virgil and I are not hugging. I am merely ensuring that he feels safe enough to express the feelings that we have previously established are important to share.”

Virgil rolled his eyes. “By hugging me. Face it, L, we’re basically cuddling.” Virgil smirked as Logan blushed, but was pleased that Logan’s arm around his shoulders didn’t move at all. “Come hug us, Patt-- Dad. Come hug us, Dad.”

Patton barrelled into them, tackling them into the couch, his arms outstretched to wrap around them. Virgil laughed as he went down, pulling himself into Logan’s side as he curled up on the couch. Logan readjusted until he was seated normally on the couch with one arm draped over Virgil, who had pulled his knees up and was leaning onto him. Patton picked himself up and sat on the other side of Virgil, placing his arm next to Logan’s and gently grabbing Logan’s shoulder. Logan looked over to see Patton smiling at him as he squeezed his shoulder. Logan let out a breath and dropped his head to rest on Patton’s hand.

“Well, this is just absolutely adorable,” Roman stood awkwardly above them, looking down with a bright smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “But I should be going.”

“Come cuddle with us, Princey,” Virgil muttered. “You deserve cuddles, especially after today.”

Roman’s face lightened a bit as he breathed out a soft laugh. “You look very comfortable. I’ll just be off.”

Patton looked up at Roman. “I have another arm, kiddo. There’s a spot right here if you want it.”

Roman took in a sharp breath and let it out shakily, looking at Patton as if he’d just told Roman that he was going to get everything he’d ever wanted right then and there, a mix of disbelief and desperate longing on his face. “Thanks, padre, but I’m good,” he finally managed, a blank smile slapped back on his face.

“Roman, why do you feel the need to lie to us when we are openly offering you affection?” Logan asked, not bothering to look at Roman.

Roman scowled, but quickly regained control of his face and smiled again. “Because I don’t need it. I’m doing just fine. This last video just illustrated to me how much work I have unfinished and I need to stop letting my ego get in the way of productivity.”

“You’re lying,” Virgil mumbled, not looking at Roman. “You sound like Logan when you lie and not in a good way.”

“Do you just know all of our tells?” Roman snapped. “Are you studying us, Virgil? Does it make you feel special to have us all figured out, Emo Nightmare?”

“Now, Roman, kiddo…”

“That’s enough, Roman.”

Ignoring Patton and Logan’s jump to his defense, Virgil started to hum a tune that was still fresh in all of their minds. “Sometimes the problems at play are not all plain to see, so we lash out at our loved ones, disregarding our bond sanctity,” he sang awkwardly.

Roman sighed and flopped down on the couch. “Don’t quote me to me, Panic! at the Everywhere.”

Virgil snorted. “You’re pretty quotable, Princey.”

Roman laughed. “Whatever you say, Hot Topic.”

“You reused that one on purpose,” Virgil taunted. “You think I’m hot.”

Roman huffed a laugh and snuggled into Patton’s side. Patton hummed softly in delight and pulled Roman closer. “I already told you you’re adorable, do you really need me to admit you’re hot too?”

“Children,” Logan groaned.

“Aww, Logan!” Patton chirped. “Have you finally admitted that we are the fathers to two wonderful sons?”

Logan frowned. “No. I was telling Virgil and Roman that they were arguing like children.” Virgil and Roman laughed and squirmed closer into their hugs. Quietly, into Virgil’s hair, almost so soft that no one heard him, Logan mumbled, “And I thought I was one of your kiddos too.” But they did hear him and Patton squealed. Roman and Virgil flinched at the sudden noise and Patton stopped with a sharp intake of breath. He looked back and forth between the two of them, both of whom had relaxed once they realized it was Patton that was squealing, and squealed again, much softer.

“Of course you’re one of my kiddos, Logan!” Patton cried, reaching over to try and hug Logan too. Virgil grunted softly as he was crushed between them. Logan reached over with his free hand and placed it over Patton’s on his shoulder and Patton stilled, settling back between Roman and Virgil. “Of course you’re one of my kiddos,” he repeated softer. “You’re all my kiddos. I love you all so much.”

“Love you too, Pat,” Virgil mumbled.

“The feeling is mutual, Patton.”

“I love you as well, padre.”

“Love all of you!” Patton cried, getting a little weepy. “Now say you love each other!”

Logan blinked. “Was that not abundantly clear? I thought it was rather obvious that I care for you all. I concluded Patton was the only one to require regular reminding. Was my reasoning not sound?” Logan’s panic increased as he went on, his breathing quickening and his volume rising. Virgil tensed under Logan and Patton’s arms. Roman went very still.

“I didn’t want to put you out, L,” Virgil admitted. “I don’t want you to say it just because you think I need to hear it. I’m fine, really.”

Roman nodded. “I feel the same. It is a wholly unnecessary venture. I am not so shallow as to need constant praise and validation.” He turned to Patton. “No offense, Patton.”

Patton smiled. “None taken, kiddo! Remember what Thomas said? ‘Honestly, it didn’t hurt me. It’s clear you’re the one that’s hurting.’ Didn’t you listen to what we said?”

Roman scoffed. “It’s all well and good to say things for a camera. I’m quite familiar with the process myself. I was flattered, of course, that you came up with so much so quickly.”

“Aww, kiddo, we meant it!”

Virgil suddenly sat up ram-rod straight and whipped around to face Roman. “I shouldn’t have said almost,” he blurted out. Everyone turned to look at him, but he barrelled on. “I thought you knew what parts were serious, but Roman, we love you.�� he paused and shook his head. “I love you. Nothing you could do would make me or any of us stop.” He scowled. “Dammit, even Deceit and Remus love you and they’re bastards who can stuff it. You’re awesome, Roman. In every case, we’d embrace you. Nothing is ever going to make us stop loving you, let alone hate you, okay?”

“Yeah, Virgil,” Roman choked out, trying valiantly to keep from crying at Virgil’s speech. “I know.”

Virgil went red, suddenly realizing how much he’d said. He settled back down between Patton and Logan. “Yeah, well, good. Don’t be stupid and think we don’t love you again, Princey.”

“I love you all too,” Roman mumbled with his face buried in Patton’s cardigan.

“I love you both as well,” Logan murmured. “I shall endeavor to remind you all more often. I have often spoken against the logic of assuming other’s thoughts and jumping to conclusions. It would be hypocritical of me to continue to do so after it has been brought to my attention that, in this case, actions do not figuratively speak louder than words.”

Virgil snorted. “Love you too, Logan. Now shut up and let me sleep. I’m exhausted and emotionally drained.”

Logan nodded, leaning onto Virgil and resting his head atop his curled up body. Patton lifted his arm to let Logan relax and lay down half on top of Virgil who had tilted to lean on Patton. He set his hand down on Logan’s head, gently running his fingers through the other side’s hair. Roman leaned all the way over, resting his head in Patton’s lap. Virgil and Patton shared a small smile as they both moved a hand to play with Roman’s hair. Roman let out a pleased hum and the quiet attention, leaning into both of their touches. Patton took a final look at his friends, his charges, his family, all curled up and leaning on him, letting him love and support them the way he tried so hard to do, and let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. He leaned his head back and felt a pillow materialize behind him. He glanced down to see Roman’s smile grow slightly. Patton lifted his hand up to his mouth and pressed a soft kiss onto his fingers before pressing it onto Roman’s head. He leaned back on the pillow and closed his eyes, the comforting weight of the other three on him quickly lulling him to sleep.

[evilrubberducke]

IzuMina Week Day 2- Let Me Count the Ways I Love You

And here’s day two of IzuMina week. This time around, the prompt I chose is ‘Night-time Stroll’. A little bit happier and fluffier than the last prompt, so hopefully it will help you fell better in this trying time.

As I said in my last post, I finally made another blog for my writing/Mina obsession. If that’s the content you follow me for, feel free to go give it a follow so you don’t get quite so many extraneous/personal posts from me.

Read it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23302390

Or on FF.Net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13530836/2/IzuMina-Week-2020

"Blergh!" Mina exclaimed in frustration, collapsing back into her chair, "Midori, I can't take any more of this. Can't we be done?"

Izuku leaned back in his own chair, and set his pencil down. The two of them had taken over one of the common room tables for a study session that afternoon, and had hardly left the table since. For Izuku, that was a fairly normal study session, but for Mina it was the kind of epic studython that she rarely engaged in.

They had gone through each and every subject, with Izuku meticulously explaining each part she didn't understand with the same patience and kindness that he always displayed when helping her study.

If it weren't for him, she never would have made it this far. She had always found it hard to concentrate on studying when there were so many other interesting things she could be doing. Even if she sat herself down in front of a textbook and refused to get up until she had finished a chapter, the words often refused to stick in her brain, and her eyes had a tendency to glaze over as she skimmed through the book without really understanding any of it.

Studying with Izuku was different though. She swore that her boyfriend could read the phone book to her, and he would still find a way to make it interesting. She wasn’t sure if it was something about his voice, or just the way he explained things to her without seeming like he was talking down to her that did it, but whatever the reason was, having him read the material to her was way more effective than any study method she had ever tried before. It wasn't a perfect system, and she still needed plenty of repetition to actually cram everything into her head, but it had helped her raise her grades significantly. 

“We have been studying for quite a while,” Izuku admitted, “I suppose a break could be good, so long as you don’t make it too long.”

“Yes!” Mina cheered, hopping to her feet. She was happy that her grades were rising, especially since it meant her parents had upped her allowance significantly, but she had always been an active person, and sitting still for so long had been driving her a bit stir crazy. 

She stretched her arms out above her head, leaning to the side as she did so to help work some of the kinks out of her back. As she did so, the light of the full moon pouring in the window caught her eye, and she was suddenly struck with the perfect idea for how to relieve her stress, and maybe buy a little extra break time for herself too.

“Hey, Midori, want to go for a walk with me?”

He cocked his head in confusion, then turned to stare out the window into the night beyond. “Ummm, isn’t it a bit late for that?”

“Nope!” Mina chirped, “We’ve still got tons of time before lights out. And there’s plenty of light, cuz of the moon. It’s the perfect night for a stroll!”

“Mina, I really can’t. I still haven’t started on the essay for English, and I really should go over this section ahead of time for when we review it together,” Izuku said, gesturing at the textbook that was in front of him.

Mina blew a raspberry in response. “C’mon Midori! That essay isn’t due till next week. Besides, you’ve been studying for even longer than I have. You need a break as much as I do.”

He wavered for a moment, and Mina seized the chance. She put on her best pleading face, knowing that Izuku was helpless when it came to resisting a pair of puppy dog eyes. She’d realized that little tidbit rather early on in their relationship, and had made great use of it. 

Their eyes met, and his resistance crumbled as a small smile spread across his face. “Okay, okay. I’ll come with you. But we are going to finish studying when we get back.”

“Fiiiiiiine,” Mina said with a sigh. Having that hanging over her head would bring down the mood a little, but she would manage.

-

Despite how warm the day had been, the night air was cool and crisp as Mina stepped outside. She had pulled on a light jacket before heading out, but she still cuddled up to Izuku’s side and pulled his arm around her before they could even start their walk.

Even though they had been dating for several months now, Izuku’s cheeks still flushed slightly from the contact. She liked that look. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside to know that no matter how much time they spent together, and no matter how many times they cuddled, Izuku still cared enough to get flustered over something so simple.

She didn’t really have a destination in mind as the two of them set out into the evening. She just wanted to move around and spend time with her boyfriend thinking about anything but homework. Thankfully UA had plenty of walking paths for them to explore. 

The one they ended up choosing wove around the edge of the campus and through the carefully maintained trees there. With the only light coming from the moon overhead, Mina felt like they were walking through an isolated patch of forest instead of the nearly urban school grounds.

“Pretty romantic, huh?” Mina said, glancing up at her boyfriend. He wasn’t that much taller than she was, but the difference in height was noticeable enough when they walked arm in arm. 

“Yeah, it really is,” Izuku said, turning his own gaze up to look at the night sky.

“Sooo, why don’t we make it even more romantic?” Mina asked, giving him a light poke in the ribs to pull his attention back to her.

“How so?” 

“Like this!” Mina said, stopping in her tracks and turning slightly so she and Izuku were face to face, arms wrapped around each other. 

“I like you because you’re one of the nicest people I’ve ever met. You never make me feel stupid for not understanding something, even though it takes me forever to get math. I like you because you’re so passionate about everything you do. You never stop giving it your all, even when things are super tough and it's honestly so inspiring. Everyone in the class looks up to you, me most of all. You make me want to do better, to be better all the time. And even when things are tough, you always help me out. I really, really, really like you, for all of those reasons and a bunch more!” 

As she finished, she pulled Izuku in close and planted a kiss on his lips. She put all the feeling she could into the gesture, wishing that she could convey even a tenth of what she felt for the wonderful, adorkable boy who had stolen her heart all those months ago. She couldn’t, of course, but she still tried her best.

By the time she pulled back, Izuku had turned completely red. Mina had thought she had seen him at his blushiest before, but that had been nothing compared to this. Honestly, he looked like he was going to keel over from the amount of blood that had rushed to his head. Not that she really had any room to judge. She could tell her own cheeks were flushed

“Th-That’s not fair,” Izuku mumbled, “You need to warn me before you say stuff like that.”

“No way,” Mina said, “That would mean I don’t get to see your flustered face anymore, and that’s way too cute to never see again.”

“I’m not cute,” Izuku protested, “I’m just… plain.”

“You are a cutie-patootie, mister,” Mina replied, booping him on the nose to forestall any protest, “And sure, I’m a little biased because we’re dating, but that doesn’t change facts. Besides, being cute is more than just looks. It’s how you act too, and that’s something you’ve got down pat. I’ve never met someone who acts quite as cute as you do.”

To her surprise, that last line didn’t send Izuku into another spiral of blushing. Instead, a soft smile bloomed on his face as he locked eyes with her.

“I can think of someone,” he said calmly, “And she’s standing right in front of me.”

Now it was Mina’s turn to be reduced to a blushing mess. There was something about seeing the change in him, from shy and awkward to surprisingly smooth that never failed to set her heart racing.

He wasn’t done there, though. “Mina, I really, really, really like you too. You’re the kindest, sweetest, happiest girl I’ve ever known, and just being around you is enough to make me smile. But that’s not enough for you. You keep getting stronger, and faster, and more amazing every day because you never give up. Even when it’s tough, you just keep smiling and making the world around you a brighter place, just by existing. You’ve taken my breath away since the moment we first met, and I can’t wait to see how you’ll do it next.”

Whereas Mina’s kiss had been quick and passionate, the kiss Izuku laid on her lips was slow, gentle, and so loving that it was all Mina could do not to melt into a happy pink puddle right then and there.

Thankfully, she resisted the urge, and they spent several minutes simply standing there, arms wrapped around each other as they enjoyed the simple intimacy of being close to the person they loved most in the world. 

Eventually, however, they did have to break their embrace and return to the dorms. Neither of them were in Aizawa’s good graces at the moment, so any curfew violations would see them cleaning the dorms for a week.

To Mina’s surprise, however, she wasn’t as reluctant to return to the dorms and the pile of unfinished homework within them as she had expected to be. Hearing Izuku’s confessions of affection had been exactly what she needed to recharge her batteries. 

It was still going to be a long evening, but she felt like she could handle it. After all, she had her favorite person in the whole world to help her out, and together they could conquer anything.

[lunar-writings-love]

ATEEZ MTL: Shorter S/O

bro their comeback is so good imma start off this blog with an ateez mtl // stan ateez or else jongho will come for your kneecaps

Prompt: Ateez MTL having/wanting a shorter S/O - probably someone around 5″ to 5″4 max

author’s note: i’m super short so i feel this shit 

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MOST

Seonghwa

Yunho

Wooyoung

Yeosang

Hongjoong

Mingi

San

Jongho 

LEAST

listen ,, Seonghwa gives me dom vibes so i think he’d love the fact that you were physically smaller than him. In fact, I think he’d even be the type to actively seek out a shorter s/o. He seems to be the type of person that would love the fact that he could wrap his  arms around you, or that he was the big spoon during cuddles. I think he’d find the height difference adorable and would baby your forever because of it. He also definitely seems like the type of person to place objects he know you’d need in out of reach places just so that you’d call him over to get those for you (mom i love him please it hurts so bad)

Yunho is another one who I think would actively seek out a shorter s/o. I mean realistically it’s not hard to be shorter than him the boy is a giant, but I think that Yunho would find the fact that you were significantly shorter than him extremely cute. I’ve seen a few other blogs describe him as having a size kink, and I can kinda see that. He wants a shorter or smaller s/o and he finds the difference between you two really appealing, especially in the bedroom wink wonk

okay so, Wooyoung is a tricky one but I think that while he wouldn’t actively seek out a shorter s/o, he would be extremely grateful that you were shorter than him. I mean, the boy wears insoles and heeled shoes, so you can kinda see that he likes to be taller, so I think he’d find your shorter presence comforting. I think he’d tease you for it a lot, enjoying the fact that he wasn’t on the receiving end of the short jokes for once, but would honestly just love you for you, regardless if you were tall or short.

Yeosang gives off soft dom energy ,, like traditional, “boy-next-door” dom vibes and so I think he’d want a shorter s/o, but wouldn’t really care when it came down to it. In his head, I think ideally he’d want to be the taller one in the relationship; but yeosang would love you for you and wouldn’t really care if you were taller than him in the end. I can totally see him eating that short shit up though. hE’d be the type to look down at you softly and stare into your eyes, sometimes tease you for it and call you cute and uSe you as an arm rest, and IT’d just bE REALLY DOMESTIC I LOVE HIM BYE 

Next is Hongjoong. Okay, so for Hongjoong i can’t really see him caring  either way, but like wooyoung i think he’d enjoy the fact that you were shorter than him when it came down to it. I don’t think he’d tease you or point it out, but he just seems like the person that would adapt well to a shorter s/o. Like he’d rest his chin on your head, or use you as an armrest, and he absolutely would lOVE to be the big spoon. You guys would make a really cute couple, and I can see him coddling a shorter s/o a lot! So prepare to be loved! 

Mingi to me seems kinda like Yunho where he would love the height difference between you two and find the fact that you were the size of an ant compared to him really cute. however, i put him lower on the list for two reasons: 1) i don’t think he’d care either way if he loves you he loves you ya know? and 2) i can actually see him as going with someone taller rather than shorter?? He just seems like the type of person who would attract tall people (i know this makes no sense but it makes sense in my head so just go along with it pls). I can see him finding taller people more attractive at first, but he wouldn’t be adverse to dating shorter people. It’s more like, when walking into a room, his eyes would first land on someone closer to his own height. I don’t know why, but i can see him dating a model in the future and you two being an extremely tall couple together 

Lastly, i’m pairing San and Jongho together because these two give off the same vibes of i really don’t give a fuck ,,, especially san. I don’t think San or Jongho would care if their s/o was tall or short because to them personality always comes before looks. Jongho is the nation’s baby boy so I really think that to him, he might even want someone taller and someone who would baby him. San, on the other hand, really, really doesn’t care and will just love whoever captures his heart!

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okay lovelies, i hope you guys enjoyed this! I absolutely love, love ateez so writing for them was really fun. It’s my first writing on this blog and i put a lot of effort on it. REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So just slide into my ask or send me a message and i’ll start right on it! Love ya <333

- luna

[heartofsnark]

NSFW Alphabet: Tsuneko (Custom MC)

Note: So, finals is upon me and instead of working on things that will drastically impact my future, I’ve spent three days writing this and making moodboards. I’ve been encouraged by @otomemonogatari who’s mention never seems to fucking work, cause this is a hellsite. I’ve already posted a shit edit and a moodboard of my mc, so here’s more garbage. 

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

She’s super giggly, affectionate, and happy after sex. In general, she’s smiling and just soaking in the after glow. It’s almost like she’s cum drunk or high, she’s just smiling big and giggling as she catches her breath. She’ll be giving small pecks as she settles in to cuddles or as she’s giving after care if she was domming. She’ll want to cuddle and be affectionate, but she’s useless at talking or anything post sex. She just wants to cuddle up and pass out after. Also, she’ll be starving in the morning and eat a huge breakfast. Get her off in the morning and she’ll eat everything within a five mile radius

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On her partner, she loves hands. She’s very petite and every partner she’s had has been bigger, with bigger hands. She wants their hands everywhere. Gropes her ass, tits, finger her, she likes sucking on fingers. She likes doing that hand thing where you compare hand size. Hand holding is also weird for her, cause she’ll be a little turned on, it’s not so innocent with her

She likes her breasts. She’d never admit it, but she’s really happy with her chest. She’s roughly a d or a dd, but with a smaller rib cage measurement (she’s petite and curvy), so her chest suits her frame and they’re full and soft while still being pretty perky. She has freckles across her chest and peachy pink nipples. Her tits are just a sight. Someone should probably be touching and looking at them, all of the time.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

She likes facials and being cummed on in general, something about it feels kind of dirty and shameful. She’s never been creampied, but she does like the idea and if she’s ever with a partner she trusts enough to do it, she’d love to try it out. 

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She has more wet dreams than she’d care to admit. She either has nightmares, wet dreams, or something that mixes the two. She doesn’t always cum in them, but waking up to soaked panties is a norm for her. She’s pretty embarrassed about it, she hates sharing a bed with people because of this.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s had two past partners; both kind of complicated on and off type deals. She’s had sex fairly often in each relationship, she definitely has gotten comfortable with what she enjoys and how to please her partner. 

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Any position where she’s off the ground, her partner lifting her is nice. Both of her past partners were significantly taller than her, most people are. There’s something really exciting about feeling so powerless and not even being able to put her feet on the ground; like she’s just being used. The first time her girlfriend lifted her up and ate her out, she thought she died and went to heaven.

LACE: http://sexpositions.club/positions/231.html

BUTTERFLY: http://sexpositions.club/positions/58.html

SEESAW: http://sexpositions.club/positions/96.html

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

She’s not goofy, so much as relaxed. She tends to be a serious and anxious person, if she’s having sex with someone it means she trusts them and can actually relax around them to some degree. For her sex is meant to be something fun, if she’s not relaxed and comfortable with a person, she can’t do it. She’s doesn’t make jokes or anything, but she’s there to have a good time.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

She trims her pubic hair and tries to keep it relatively neat, but there are definite times where it’s not as well taken care as she’d like. But, most of the time she has a small neat patch of thick pubic hair. The color is the same chocolate brown as the hair on her head.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Tsuneko struggles with intimacy and being romantic. Anytime she says or does something romantic, it’s an accident. She’s more likely to say “I love you, you fucking idiot” than a kind or soft proclamation of love. During sex, she’s typically more focused on the physical aspect, feeling their body and not the love. She’ll get softer and sweeter after, but in the moment she’s just focused on everybody getting off. She also doesn’t really set up romantic moments, she’s not a candle light and rose petals kind of girl. She’s more of a, “Hey, can we fuck?” kind of girl when she wants to have sex with her partner. So, romantic.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Tsuneko masturbates pretty often, at least a couple times a week. She’s not comfortable having sex outside of a trusting relationship, but she also has a high sex drive, which means taking care of herself when she’s single. She has a box of sex toys she keeps tucked away; vibrators, dildos, bad dragon type stuff, and just a lot. She splurges on toys a lot more than she’d really care to admit. Tsuneko also like the cute ones with pink hearts and little gem stones.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Overstimulation is one for sure, she likes giving and receiving it. She loves being pushed so far into pleasure that she’s fighting to get away from stimulation, her eyes are rolling and she feels like she might pass out. It’s intense and leaves her completely satisfied after. Tsuneko also likes seeing her partner flushed and needy, knowing she’s giving them that same kind of intense rush and pleasure.

Kissing Kink might not sound like a thing, but for her it is. She goes weak for deep kisses, her face flushes and her eyes roll back. Slow, deep, wet and desperate; she love it and absolutely loses her mind. She’ll grip their clothes and grind her hips. One kiss makes her needy and wanting as she whimpers into their mouth.

Oral Fixation/Kink she wants to taste as much of her partner as she can. She wants her tongue roaming in their mouth during kisses, she wants to lick and bite down their neck and chest, leaving a trail of saliva and marks across their body. It’s not her fault that they taste so fucking good.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

She prefers somewhere private, anywhere in the home is fine as long as the door is locked. She doesn’t mind open or brightly lit areas, so long as she doesn’t have to actually worry about actually getting caught. Her absolute favorite would probably be the living room, desperate and grabbing at her partner as soon as she comes home.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Adrenaline, following exercise and anything thrilling, she wants to get laid. She doesn’t get to exercise as much as she use to do, but coming out of the gym she always wants to continue chasing that adrenaline high right into an orgasm. She’s pumped and doesn’t want the energy to go to waste.

The smell of her partner, she has a slight thing for scents. Once she’s in a relationship, her partner’s smell becomes a huge comfort to her. It grounds her and can relax her after a shitty day, as well as turn her on a bit. She’s prone to stealing her partner’s clothes so she can smell them and sometimes her hands start to wander, before she know it she’s turned on and touching herself in their clothes.

Praise/Compliments, she gets embarrassed and blushes bright red, but she fucking loves it. She’ll tell her partner to shut up and hides her face, but she’s so amazed that someone think highly of her. She just wants to kiss and jump on them because she doesn’t have to explain how emotional she feels if her mouth is busy.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything super gross, shit and piss would be a hard no for her. Also anything super dangerous, she can get into and love some rougher stuff, but like murder her or set her on fire. Breath play is hit and miss for her, she has some hang ups but also some fascinations that might not actually be healthy.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

She prefers giving. Tsuneko has an oral fixation and finds it easier to give head in either a dom or sub mindset. She can be dragged by her hair to get her face fucked or ridden, but she can also pin their hips down and tease them with her tongue. While she likes getting head, she tends to get embarrassed by someone eating her out, which means she prefers it for subbier moments. It’s hard to keep the dom composure when you’re bright red and dying, tho she’d try if they wanted her to. 

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

If she’s setting the pace it’s going to be hard and fast, but last a while. She wants to milk as many orgasm out of both herself and her partner as she can. She can do slow and sensual, but she tends to get overwhelmed and blushy if it’s too romantic.  

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

She’s definitely okay with quickies, tho they aren’t her pick. She likes going as long as possible, which kind of negates the purpose of a quickie. But, especially when she’s stressed and nice to just quickly get together to have at least one orgasm as soon as possible.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

She’s good with risk, as long as there isn’t a threat of imminent death. If she’s close enough with someone to let them see her naked and physically enter her body in some way, shape, or form then she must trust them implicitly to know they wouldn’t hurt them. As long as everything is done the safest way possible and well researched, she’s willing to try some more risque stuff.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

She doesn’t last very long, but she can go several several rounds. Tsuneko doesn’t believe in too much of a good thing when it comes to orgasms, there's always a reason to have more orgasms. She wants to go until she’s physically exhausted and her body is sore the next day. A sore clit and pussy by the end is just a sign it was a good session.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

She owns a lot of toys. Dildos, both more traditional and bad dragon types ones, with ridges and tentacle dildos. She has vibrators, buttplugs, and strap-ons within her box of toys. So, she’s obviously fine with toys on her and then it just depends on her partner. Her ex girlfriend and her used toys on each other a lot. Her ex boyfriend and her less so. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She likes teasing during build up, seeing her partner flushed and needy is definitely attractive. But, she does hit a point where she just wants to get to business. Once she’s crossed the threshold she can’t stand teasing or being teased. She’s get whiney and start making demands if she’s a sub being teased to much. If she’s domming than basically, once she’s got their clothes off, she wants to start playing with them, maybe a bit of teasing but not much.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

She whimpers and whines more than anything. She’s definitely not the type to let out those big loud hentai/porn yells, but she’s needy and will be whimpering a lot if she’s subbing. If she’s domming, she’ll work harder to suppress her noises and focus on just talking to her sub. She knows her noises tend to not communicate control or power, so she just dirty talks more to cover it up.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

She’s the jealous type, she doesn’t like seeing people flirt with her partner and she’s crushed if her partner shows any interest. It boils down to insecurity and anxiety about being left. But, this in combination with her oral fixation leads to lots of hickies. If her partner doesn’t have any marks when the jealousy hit, she’ll spend the rest of the night covering them in love bites. If they already have a hickey, she’ll reach up and rub her thumb over the mark, reminding them both who they’re with.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Turns out, I don’t know how to describe dicks or pussies. Tsuneko is petite, so she’s probably a bit tight, but she gets wet really easily and gets soaked, which helps with bigger things. Like her nipples and lips, the inside has a very soft peachy pink color. Her outer lips are a little puffy, just a bit of her inner lips peek through. Her clit is a bit small, but swells up a fair amount when she’s aroused,

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Her sex drive is pretty high, she’s not hard to arouse and if she’s in a relationship, she basically is always down to sleep with her partner. She very rarely turns her partner down, if she’s awake she’d be cool with fucking her partner. She doesn’t mind being awoken to sex either, finding someone she feel comfortable sharing any of her life with let alone her body is rare, so once she has them she just wants to be with them constantly.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Tsuneko spends some time snuggling and giving little kisses, but it only lasts a minute or two before she’s falling asleep against them. But, she cuddles in her sleep too, she clings like a koala. She’ll try to stay awake for longer if her partner wants to chat, but she’s dozing off in the middle of their sentence. It’s just not gonna work. Don’t waste your time talking to her while she’s still cum drunk, she’s just gonna giggle and pass out.

[littlespacestars]

Shallura Fic Recs

A long-ass list of some of my favorite Shallura fics. LOL. I tried my best to categorize them since some of them can apply to more than one. No particular order either. This got out of hand, oops.

Multichapter

By Prudence Ruled (4/4) - ehmazing

“As per tradition, the soon-to-be Queen of Altea appoints a ceremonial guard to accompany her during the coronation. But spending six months at Allura's side may prove more difficult for Shiro than keeping her alive.” 

Slow burn, bodyguard AU

A Thousand Moments (7/7) - smolsarcasticraspberry

“The war is over. Allura is engaged and settled on New Altea. But when Shiro returns to New Altea with the other Paladins, his presence brings back old memories for Allura - of their time together, and the love they shared during the war.”

Mature, Shallura as exes, past relationship, regretful pining, future fic, after the war, angst, pining, Altean Shiro,

How to Drown in the Desert (8/?)  - wordswithdragons (shiroallura)

“Conducting a diplomatic mission on a nearby planet, Shiro and Allura have to pretend to be married to build rapport with the locals. Easier said than done―especially when they just happen to be secretly in love with each other.

Fake relationship AU, fake marriage, mutual pining, fluff, injuries, so much pining, sharing beds, pining, nightmares

The Shards of Us (7/7) - HomuraBakura

“Shiro and Allura travel to a small cabin on Earth in the middle of nowhere to find a small oasis of peace for a while. A series of oneshots for Shallura Week 2016.”

Fluff, hurt/comfort, cabin, one-shots

The Places We Call Home (6/6) - ashesandhoney

“A little bit Allura character study, a little bit fluffy cuddle fest, a little bit playing with headcanons.”

Explicit, sexual content, fluff, cuddling/snuggling, solarium, garden, trouble sleeping, use of Altean magic, castle translation, Allura’s markings

Lion Soul (2/4) - Braincoins

“Allura is one of the leaders of a nomadic pride of werelions. Shiro is the lone human in the pride, always out of place, unable to be a part of the culture he was raised in. Whatever he feels for Allura is irrelevant. He's no match for her, no matter how much he wishes he were. The pride is considering going on the offensive against the Hunters - humans who stalk and kill weres - rather than continuing to flee and hide. And Shiro has to decide if the only home he's ever known is really home, and, if it's not, what should he do about that? What can he do?”

AU, werelions, medieval fantasy, pining Shiro, human Shiro, background Alforan, background Klance

Jealousy (3/3) - paladinsofquiznak

“As the team forges a new alliance, Shiro must confront a figure from Allura's past, a new challenge, and his own feelings.”

Jealousy, pining, mutual pining, light angst, fluff, suitor

Kindergarten (238/?) - MilkTeaMiku

“Shiro works as a kindergarten teacher.”

Short chapters, fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, modern AU, kindergarten teachers Allura and Shiro, new teacher Shiro, Kid Fic, Childhood, Domestic fluff, family fluff, kid paladins, side Klance

If You Seek His Monument, Look Around (3/13) - Haywarde

“Love is friendship that has caught fire. Or. Very slow burn Shallura fic involving post traumatic stress and survivor's guilt.”

Dealing with PTSD, BAMF Allura, Shiro needs a hug, hurt/comfort, injury, Altean culture, strong!Allura, guilt, breathing exercises

Touch the Earth (11/11) - addie-cake (MonkeyVenom)

“After a tragic accident, one that left young Katie Holt an orphan and Takashi Shirogane both a victim and a new legal guardian, the two have to learn to weave through the struggles of family life such as working through each other's schedules; helping each other with school; and, naturally, finding some new family members along the way.”

Pre-school!AU, teacher Allura, Shiro raising Pidge, kid paladins, fluff, disabled Shiro, young parent, mutual pining, domestic fluff, Takashi

The Worst Timing (9/?) - SeveralSmallHedgehogs

“The most beautiful man in the world lives in Allura's apartment building, and he only sees her when she looks absolutely awful. Good thing he's friendly.” Mutual pining, slow burn, fluff, broganes

Breaking Point (6/?) -- selfishmachxne (**not exactly Shallura-centered)

“First responder AU, crime dramedy, angst, drama, eventual relationships, gang violence.”

Shallura, Klance, ocean rescue Lance, firefighter Keith, sheriff Allura, police officer Shiro, paramedic Hunk, EMT Pidge, detective Coran

Drabble Collections

Closer (5/5) - alluran

Collection of Drabbles for Shallura Week 2016

Fluff, pining, Allura and Coran centric, reunited, first time they meet AU, babysitting AU,

Chasing Clouds (10/10) - stellatiate

“‘A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.’”

Short Drabbles, prompts, fluff, NSFW, modern au

Kuroweek 2017 (8/8) - rainingWolf

“(Hopefully) a whole week of stories dedicated to dark Shiro, be it the paladin himself being a dark character or the story being dark in general...”

Angst, suspense, drama, pining, romance, twist endings, Shiro angst, tragedy, PTSD, self-harm

Stars Don’t Sleep (8/?) - wordswithdragons

“A series of drabbles and oneshots, based off tumblr requests and random inspirations, about the relationship between Shiro and Allura from "Voltron: Legendary Defender" (originally posted on tumblr: shiroallura).”

Dancing, romance, fluff, Altean and Earth culture, sparring, secret relationship, trouble sleeping, first kiss, mission, rival gang family au

Shallura AUs

A Stranger on a Train - ashesandhoney

“An all-human AU in which Allura is a lawyer and Shiro is a pilot and they meet on a commuter train and smutty things happen in places where smutty things aren't supposed to happen.”

Explicit, modern setting, meeting on the same train, hangar, pilot Shiro, lawyer Allura, fluff, blow jobs, semi-public sex, strangers

Underlying Everything - stellatiate

“The way I feel about him is like a heartbeat — soft and persistent, underlying everything.” Three times Shiro's heart beats out of control and the one time it stops.”

Set in the future, time skips, living on Earth, mild blood, fluff

Hit it Off - distinctive_pineapples

“She would have reveled in her victory for a while longer if she hadn’t noticed a few glaring details. Sure, the man in front of her had a patch of light hair above his brow, but unless Lotor’s hair was darker and significantly shorter than she’d initially perceived, Allura had just punched the wrong man.”

Lance and co throw Allura a party, giant blind date, eligible suitors, meet-cute

A Wish Your Heart Makes - nayanroo (teslatricity)

“Takashi Shirogane is the only son of two very loving parents, and has a golden childhood. But then his father dies, and when his mother remarries, it is to a cruel man who cares more for his two sons than for his new stepson. When Shiro's mother dies and he's left with only his stepfather, his life becomes an endless cycle of servitude. But if you believe, even if just a little, your dreams can come true--all it takes is a hint of magic, and a very determined princess.”

Cinderella AU, Male Cinderella, fluff, mutual pining, dancing

A Risk to Date - stelliate

Shiro tries asking Allura for the date. He accidentally asks her on a date instead.

Tourist AU, intergalactic travel hub, vacationing to other planets, tour guide Allura, visiting Altea, Shiro’s Altean fails him

The Weight of Your Hands - MilkTeaMiku

“Five times Shiro comes to hold Allura's hands in his.”

Modern AU, university, fluff, hurt/comfort

Stowaway (1/?) - Kuro_cache

“Shiro, retired from galaxy exploration, lives on the 'second Earth' space station orbiting the original planet of his species. His life of retirement suddenly changes when an alien fugitive crash lands into the station and he chooses to save her from the alien empire on the hunt for her. He later learns the consequences of his choice might be fatal.”

Action/adventure, romance, angst/tragedy, exploration, science fiction, sexual content, alien culture, alien sex, developing relationship

Shallura Fluff

The Voltron Intervention - ptw30

“The Paladins realize the dance Shiro and Allura are playing around their feelings and decide to take matters into their own paws. Lance has the best plan, of course, and hey - he might even take his own advice.”

Fluff, family fluff, side-Klance, everyone gangs up on Shiro

Not All Touches are Innocent - Linae_Luminae

“Allura walks in on the team tickling Shiro and before she could ask, they all bolt. A conversation later about how tickling differs between cultures and suddenly things get a little bit... steamy.”

Group tickling, awkward situation, flirting, close conversation, sexual tension, Shiro tickles Allura and it backfires

Your Heart is Your Masterpiece - pensverusswords

“The five times Allura surprises Shiro with her Altean abilities, and the one time he surprises her. Or, the one where Shiro really likes it when Allura is taller than him.”

Fluff, pining, minor injuries, pining, non-sexual kink, size and strength kink, developing relationships

Tether - orphan_account

“Five times they held hands and didn't want to let go.”

Fluff, hand holdings, mutual pining, comfort

And We Were One - Stratagem (stardustandrobotlions)

“Shiro wants to dance with Allura. Shiro is nervous about asking. Allura wants him to ask. Paladins and Coran ship it. Tango!Lance.”

Dancing, fluff, fancy dress

The Limit of Stars - solarlances

“the sky is the limit. this steel is my temple. I am the champion.”

Pining, first kiss, Shallura Week

White - SakuraChiyo

“Allura finds a new hobby in learning a language from Earth, and who better to teach her Japanese than Shiro?”

Fluff, drabble, Japanese

Go On and Kiss the Girl - pixie_rings (materassassino)

“Five times Shiro and Allura almost kiss...”

Almost kiss, fluff, trouble sleeping, dancing, pining, library, small injury, basically cock-blocked by all the paladins

Show Me the Stars - xsilverstar

“His eyes do more than ground her. They make her float. (For Shallura Sundays)”

Altean soul theories, space metaphors, quintessence, reading souls, pining, dancing

Moments of You - Seliphra

“When Allura gets injured saving the day, Shiro can't help but try to take care of her.”

First kiss, love confessions, fluff, minor injuries, BAMF Allura, nervous Shiro, hurt/comfort, Shiro is in awe and Allura is amazing

First Step - feelsbender

“Shiro and Allura share a dance together, one that is close to Allura's heart.”

Shallura Sundays, dancing, fluff, hurt/comfort

Just Say So - StellarRequiem

“What was supposed to be a stern conversation with Shiro about his insistence on putting himself at risk to protect Allura turns into an unanticipated confession. Shiro being Shiro, he takes it like a champ. Allura being Allura, she jumps right into a kiss.”

First kiss, mutual feelings, declarations of love

Phenomenon - Stratagem (stardustandrobotlions)

“A year after their marriage, Allura and Shiro figure out that Allura is pregnant. So much happy.“

Pregnancy, future family fluff, married shallura, shallura baby

What a Shame, the Poor Groom’s Bride is an Alien - pixie_rings (materassassino)

“Shiro proposes, Allura doesn't quite understand why marriage is an Earth thing, Lance fails at planning a wedding.”

Marriage, marriage planning, future fic, background Klance, fluff

Let Me Come Home - westandvigilant

“Shiro is finally back and Allura doesn't exactly know what to do with herself. this is my attempt at fluffing up a sad prompt...”

Sad fluff, hurt/comfort, injured Shiro, worried Allura

Rules of the Baby Bump - Stratagem (stardustandrobotlions)

“1. Strangers = No Touching the Baby Bump 2. Family = Can Touch the Baby Bump 3. Shiro = Well This One is Obvious“

Pregnancy, alien cultural differences, space family, fluff

Shallura Pining

Got Me Workin’ - Redburn

“In desperate times of need, Allura searches out Lance for flirting advice.”

Mutual pining, fluff, ripped Shiro, dancing, bad pick-up lines, wingman Lance

What Lies Beneath - pixie_rings (materassassino)

“Shiro and Allura are stranded on a deserted ocean planet after the Black Lion crashes. The most they can do is wait for rescue, but something lurks, and it's not just feelings they have yet to act upon.” -- mutual pining, stranded, cosmic horror, Shallura Week fic

Astronomy in Reverse - minsazucar

“in which: allura is not pining, shiro is dense as hell, lance & pidge are a menace, and Hunk Saves the Day” -- pining, dense shiro, wingmen pidge and lance

Snowdrop - Linae_Liminae

“It’s a delicate flower that droops. It hangs and offers only promises in metaphors and hazy prophecies. He does not understand why it comes to mind as he falls and falls for her…”

Lost in space, sexual tension, brash first kiss, trouble between them, saving Allura, desperation

Androcles - Braincoins

“If Shiro’s not going to confess his feelings to Allura, then Black will take matters into her own paws.”

Wingman Black lion, Black and Shiro’s bond, Black’s thoughts, pining Shiro, first kiss

It’s Gonna be Me - nerdy_caito5

“Shiro is in "Dad Mode™" and has it bad for Allura. What else is obvious?”

Slight panic attack, mutual pining, Pidge helps him, goes into “Dad Mode” to help Keith

Shallura Hurt/Comfort

Electric Indigo - phollie

“Shiro's mind takes him to the bottom of the ocean.”

PTSD, Dissociation, Hurt/Comfort, talking w/ Pidge, Allura to the rescue

Space Cold - Braincoins

“Shiro doesn't handle being sick well, but fortunately Allura knows how to handle Shiro. (NOT THAT WAY, YOU PERVS)”

Space Dad caught the Space Cold, whiny sick Shiro, nasty medicine, fluff, Allura takes care of whiny Space Dad

An Abyss of Our Own - smolsarcasticraspberry

“Shiro has a panic attack. Allura has to figure out how to help him.”

Angst, hurt/comfort, panic attack, fluff, dark, mind link AU, feels/emotions

Nevertheless - thir13enth

“All she will ask of him are his lips.”

PTSD, hurt/comfort, battle scars, insecurities, implied sexual content, fluff

Petals of Consolation - StarlightTigress

“As the leaders of Voltron, their minds lay heavy and tired at night. However, a run in with each other may leave both minds at ease.”

Hurt/comfort, PTSD, grief/mourning, fluff, trouble sleeping

Line of Fire - MilkTeaMiku

Hurt/Comfort, fluff, light angst, sleeping together, stress, tired Shiro

Connection - Braincoins

“Leadership has its consequences. The paladins and their lions are back with the Castle, but Shiro's more than a little worse for wear. Allura's apparently been keeping secrets and no one's happy about that. Keith and Lance have a confrontation. Meanwhile, the Galra Empire has a new plan to capture Voltron. With the paladins' trust of each other fracturing, will they be able to stop Zarkon from succeeding this time?”

Hurt/comfort, blood, nightmares, PTSD, season 2 AU, first kiss, story that got away from its author, badass Pidge

One Million Sleepless Nights - FractalBunny

“Feelings are a real bitch to sort through when no one understands what you're going through. Thankfully, Shiro and Allura realize they're able to confide in each other.”

Hurt/comfort, angst, PTSD, reminiscing, drunk Shiro, hotel room, they talk about their feelings

Autoclave - ilgaksu

“Four days after Allura kills her father, Shiro finds her crying in the control room.”

Hurt/comfort, dealing with loss, birthday, Japanese, Altean, language, culture

Gone - coralreefskim

“Shiro is gone and Allura realizes something she'd always known.”

Allura-centric, Black paladin Allura, angst, angst with a happy ending, kinda, coping with loss, crying, coping, everyone’s POV, minor Klance

Grief is Like the Ocean - thirt3enth

“some days are better than others. —shallura (ft. love, loss, and recovering)”

Meeting Shiro’s parents, grief, death, hurt/comfort, loss

Mature Shallura

Drowned in Oxygen - nayanroo (teslatricity)

“Shiro has some questions about the marks on Allura's body. Allura is a very willing teacher.”

Porn without plot, alien biology, Allura’s markings, smut

Closer to Midnight - smolsarcasticraspberry

“Allura and Shiro love goofing around after hours, but when they decide to get into a healing pod together as a joke, they get a little more than they bargained for.”

Explicit, smut, mind link AU, feels/emotions, little bit of plot but mostly smut

Conflict of Interest - smolsarcasticraspberry

“The elevator ride up to the bridge every morning takes forty-five seconds. Allura thinks that forty-five second elevator ride counts as "work time". Shiro thinks it doesn't. So far, they're at an impasse. The conflict devolves into a competition to see who can make the other flustered right before they have to go to work. But hey... it's not a conflict if you both win, right?”

Smut, flut, mind link AU, boinking in the elevator

She’s Like the Sun - sdd_writes_things

“In which neither Shiro nor Allura can actually sleep at night and they're super thirsty for each other, turning tentative hand holding into nearly making love on the floor which then somehow turns into seventy miles of blankets and then sleeping in front of a window.”

Mature, almost smutty content, shy handholding to violent necking

Get Out of Our Hair! - orphan_account

“shallura nsfw: 5 times where they almost get caught fucking by the paladins/coran and the one time they were discovered.”

Explicit, cockblocked by literally everyone, and then caught in the act

Stress Response - georgette_the_frog

“Last time Shiro slept with Allura he accidentally wound up incredibly fucking high.”

Xenobiology, fluff, accidentally drugged, Shiro is high oops

Risk and Reward - Braincoins

“Allura is the Black Paladin of Voltron, former Champion of the Galra arena. Everything else she's wanted in her life - going to space, meeting aliens - has ended badly. Why should wanting Shiro - the advisor to Princess Romelle of Altea - be any different? It's not worth risking their friendship to pursue this crush. Or is it?”

Human!Allura, Altean!Shiro, smut, flutt, vaginal sex, oral, language

Pulled Me Into Focus - wingsofbadass

“It took Shiro longer than expected to figure it out.Allura had thought it was so obvious, that he would see through her in no time. Shiro was an observant man in general and an observant lover in particular. Quite easily, he read her body language through touch alone and understood the needy noises she made like pleasure was his mother tongue...”

Established relationship, sexual content, explicit consent, arm kink, trust

Drapery is Not Soundproof - pixie_rings (materassassino)

“Allura is bored and Shiro is hot. They just so happen to be at an intergalactic diplomatic event. Not a problem in the slightest.”

Porn without plot, semi-public sex, fingering, blowjobs, oral sex

Heat - awriterandhismuse

“Allura couldn’t help but picture Shiro standing underneath his own sun, soaking in all its heat. But picturing Shiro doing anything other than what he was doing at that very tic was proving to be very difficult.”

Shiro is warm, sleeping together, smut, alien anatomy, first time, so much for resting

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Annnnnnd here’s some shameless self promotion for the two fics I have, pfft:

The Weight of a Name - littlespacestars

“Shiro confides in Allura about his real name when she notices he’s more quiet than usual.”

Slight angst, sad Shiro, comforting Allura, fluff, inner turmoil, coming clean, soft talk, wise Allura

The Truth About Forever - littlespacestars

“Allura and Shiro take a break from protecting the universe in a secluded cabin on Earth. Allura comes to the realization that their relationship might not work due to their differing aging process.”

Angst, fluff, secluded cabin, snow, cabin fic, smitten Shiro, worried Allura, the downside to an alien girlfriend, Shiro talks about forever, Allura realizes there won’t be a forever, Shiro is a dork, hurt/comfort

[notcrypticbutcoy]

When in London

For day 1 of Malec Week 2017, which really crept up on me out of nowhere – Future Scene!

(In which Malec inspire young love in London, and then cuddle and talk about it)

***

Julian hated Tube trains.

Alright, London was a busy city, with a population of ten million, but it felt like, at rush hour, all ten million people crammed themselves onto the London Underground. Commuting into the city was a horribly unpleasant affair, crammed into a corner with someone’s rucksack digging into his calf and someone else’s unpleasant body odour permeating the air and making him gag.

Forcing his way through the uptight businessmen and women with their smart briefcases and the significantly more rowdy and more cheerful people with toolboxes and sweatpants was almost a relief, if only because it meant he could final step onto the platform and get the hell off the train.

Both escalators up from the platform to the exit of the station had been set to move upwards, to quicker get the impatient commuters out of the station. Julian stood on one, tapping his fingers absent-mindedly against the rubber hand grip that moved faster than the escalator itself.

Something - or rather, someone - on the escalator to his right caught his eye. He glanced over, and saw two men standing together, one clearly on the step above the other, grinning at each other. Both looked tall, from what Julian could tell. The taller of the two had hair styled up high, shot through with magenta highlights. He was wearing navy skinny jeans and a stylish, fitted leather jacket that did everything for his shoulders and biceps, with a multitude of necklaces hanging around his neck, drawing Julian’s gaze unwillingly to where he had the top three buttons of his shirt undone.

The other man, in contrast, was more muted, his clothing somewhat unremarkable, although, Julian couldn’t help but notice, he was incredibly handsome.

But, irrespective of their attire (because frankly, it was London—everyone had seen far stranger things than a man with pink highlights and painted nails) Julian couldn’t help but notice the other glaringly obvious thing about them.

They were a couple.

One of those awful, gooey, sickeningly in love couples. The taller of the two had his arms around his boyfriend (boyfriend? partner? husband?), and they were both smiling at each other, laughing a little, watching each other with shining eyes, smiling so wide it made the skin around their eyes crinkle. The man with highlights leant forwards and pressed a kiss to his boyfriend’s nose, before turning around to step of the escalator, and—

Oh. Okay. The man with highlights was actually slightly shorter than his partner, although he was still plenty tall enough to see over the gaggle of people in front of the couple to find whichever exist they were looking for.

Julian broke himself out of his staring just long enough to get off the escalator, feeling a little embarrassed. What was he doing, staring after random couples like that?

It was just… Well. They were so open, and so obvious, and they so very clearly didn’t care if anybody was going to give them a hard time, for being a same-sex couple or for being an interracial couple, and—

Well. It was sort of beautiful. And Julian wished he could be that fearless.

***

Working in a coffee shop, admittedly, hadn’t been his plan for when he’d left school. He’d been aiming for—

Well. He’d been aiming for having a blast at a university in London. Which he was. He just hadn’t factored in the need for a job, nor had he realised that for students, his options would be limited to three or four coffee shop chains, or McDonald’s.

But, still, he didn’t really mind. Especially not when his shift coincided with Alex’s.

It was almost two o'clock, just after the lunchtime rush of city workers coming in to grab their midday caffeine fix and a sandwich before they hurried off back to their next offices, when the door opened, and two people fell in, laughing.

Julian looked up from where he was standing washing up some of the blenders, because Alex was across the room, cleaning up the crap people had left on their tables, and did a double-take when he saw the pair.

It was the couple he’d seen this morning, at the station. They were hand-in-hand, the taller of the two carrying a silky scarf that Julian would have bet his entire day’s wages belonged to his boyfriend. It wasn’t that cold outside, considering it was only March, but there was a healthy glow to the both of them.

Julian wondered whether it was because they’d been walking around the city for a few hours, or because they’d been here together.

“Well, hello,” the man with highlights said, blinking at Julian. American, Julian thought, although there was a hint of something else. He tugged his boyfriend forwards, and leant an arm against the countertop, a smile on his face. Julian had to swallow down his nervous embarrassment.

“Magnus,” the other man chastised him, rolling his eyes. “You’re shameless.”

“I’m not being serious,” the man - Magnus - said, assuring Julian or his boyfriend, Julian didn’t know.

Then he caught sight of Magnus’ hand, and felt his chest tighten. Not boyfriend. Husband. That was unmistakably a wedding band on his finger.

“Although I might be,” he added, appraising Julian with slightly narrowed eyes, as though he could see right through to his soul. “If you weren’t sixteen, and I wasn’t married.”

“Oh my god,” his husband muttered, closing his eyes and letting out a long-suffering sigh. “I’m never going wine-tasting with you again. I’m so sorry,” he added, to Julian.

Julian was about to make a somewhat-bewildered dismissal, because the whole situation was a little odd, but not at all unpleasant, when Alex cut in from across the shop.

“He’s eighteen, and he really doesn’t mind!”

Magnus’ lips twitched upwards. “Could we get a vanilla latte and a black americano, please?”

Julian rang up their order for them, and Magnus swiped a sleek black credit card, and then he set about making their drinks. The other customers in the shop seemed utterly unfazed by Magnus’ unusual - although very tasteful - sense of style, nor by the fact that the two had their arms around each other.

Come to think of it, he hadn’t noticed anybody at the station paying them the time of day, either.

Julian tried not to listen to their conversation as he made their drinks, but it was a little hard not to be curious when Magnus sighed, loudly, and said, “Alec.”

“Don’t Alec me.”

“I’m just saying. I’m right.”

“How can you possibly know that?” Alec demanded.

Julian cut their conversation short, when he handed them their drinks, and tried not to catch their eyes for too long. He was simultaneously too awed and too embarrassed for any more eye contact than was necessary.

The couple spent the duration of the visit sitting drinking their coffee at one of the tables in the corner perfectly innocuously, chatting intermittently and scrolling through their phones, turning the screens to each other and reacting to whatever was on the screen.

They had their fingers intertwined across the table the entire time.

When they left, Magnus dropped him a smile that was oddly sympathetic, and Alec nodded to him, tossing out a “thanks” over his shoulder as they walked out.

***

It wasn’t until the end of their shift, when he and Alex were closing up the shop for the day and finishing up to make sure things were set for the following morning, when Alex brought the couple - and Julian’s affectedness - up.

“You could do that, you know,” Alex told him, leaning against the counter with his sleeves rolled up and his phone in hand. His eyes, though, were on Julian, who was in the process of putting away the last mugs.

“What are you talking about?” Julian asked, although he was perfectly aware.

“That couple, today. You could do that. Nobody would care.”

Julian paused, and straightened, glancing over to meet Alex’s gaze. “Yeah. I– I don’t think I realised how little people really do care. I’m just not that brave, I guess.”

“They looked pretty seasoned,” Alex said, flicking his bangs back with a nonchalant toss of his head. “You could be that brave. You just need some practise.”

Julian bit his lip. “With you?”

Alex, for once, looked momentarily surprised. He blinked. “Pardon?”

Julian’s heart was hammering in his chest, but something about seeing two men - two married men - holding hands and giggling together and flirting and being so blatantly out and proud in public made him want to do something reckless. Something… Well. Something brave.

“Practise. With you?”

One side of Alex’s mouth curled up. “Yeah, alright. Why not? Practise with me.”

Julian exhaled in relief, and Alex let out a little laugh.

“You done, there?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Well.” Alex smiled. “If you want practise, there’s no time like the present. I’ve always wanted to actually go in the Chinese place at the end of the street, rather than just walk past and salivate.”

Alex held out and hand, wiggling his fingers, and Julian stared at it for a moment, glancing between the proffered hand and Alex’s face a little doubtfully.

“Really?” he asked, because god, it seemed to good to be true.

“Really,” Alex said, and Julian took his hand.

***

Across the city, in a hotel room seven floors up, Alec lay sprawled across Magnus’ chest in bed, the sheets tangled around their legs, while fingers raked through his hair.

“I know I’m right, darling, there’s really no good in arguing,” Magnus said, and Alec could hear the smirk in his voice without turning his head to check.

“I’m not arguing,” Alec replied. He was tracing random patterns over the hard planes of Magnus’s stomach, basking in the pleasant afterglow of beautiful, phenomenal sex. “I just don’t get how you can possibly know that he was gay.”

“I don’t. I just know he was attracted to boys.”

“Magnus, you know what I mean,” Alec said, rolling his eyes. “Stop being so pernickety.”

“I know, Alexander, because he kept staring at us, and he was embarrassed, and he couldn’t stop looking at these.”

A finger ran over Alec’s wedding ring, and, unbidden, a smile passed over Alec’s face. Yeah. That had happened. He was officially married to Magnus, as of three days ago, and fuck, if that wasn’t beautiful. God, he was so in love with Magnus Bane that he didn’t know how he could contain it all.

“He was embarrassed because you’re hot,” Alec said, bluntly. “And— Shit, you’re right.”

Magnus laughed, the sound vibrating through his chest. Alec could feel it rumbling through his torso, and he thought that the sound of Magnus Bane laughing was possibly the most beautiful sound in the universe.

“Of course I’m right. And my hotness–” Magnus was smirking again “–was, of course, a contributing factor, but so was the fact that we’re together. Think about how you’d have felt if you were eighteen and saw two married men wandering around the Institute holding hands.”

“I’d have had an aneurism,” Alec said, and, sad as it was, it was probably true.

“That’s a rather alarming admission,” Magnus said, and when Alec tilted his head up to look at him, he did look a little bothered.

“Magnus—”

“I think we should go back to that coffee shop,” Magnus announced.

“You’re interfering,” Alec warned him. “Don’t start interfering.”

Magnus scoffed. “Give me some credit. I’m subtle. I just mean we should…expose a young man who loves men to the world of loving men. And how beautiful it is.”

Alec rolled his eyes, but he felt a smile tugging at his lips, because really, he’d married the snappiest, most gorgeous man alive, and he couldn’t have been happier.

“I love you,” he said, because he did, and because Magnus deserved to hear it, and because if he didn’t say it, he felt like he might burst with how much he felt it in his every cell.

Magnus’ eyes softened, and his fingers curled into the hair at the nape of Alec’s neck.

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

Alec pushed himself up on his elbow as Magnus leant forwards, and their lips met, softly, the world around them fading away and disappearing until it was only them, skin pressed together and hair brushing forehead, hands mapping across bodies.

Because love was beautiful. Loving someone, and being loved, was beautiful.

And every young person in the world, self-hating and in denial and terrified of who they wanted to love, deserved to know that.

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NCT Dream Reaction to Their S/O Being Under 5ft/152cm

Requested? Yup!

Summary: You’re! So! Smol! How adorable! (Also I’m going to assume you meant their s/o being short.)

Again I’m so sorry for the long wait Anon!!! I feel awful seriously. Anyway I am smol myself (I’m 5′0″), so this was really fun to make (I squealed a couple times ngl) -Admin Nine

Mark!

Mark is everyone’s favorite awkward baby (maybe aside from Jisung and Taeil), so it’s hard to remember that hE IS 5′9″/ 174cm!!! Like holy crap!! Everyone in NCT is pretty freaking tall so he would think it’s a blessing to have someone smaller than him. Mark is the leader of NCT Dream so doting on people wouldn’t be that much of a change, other than the fact that you’re a whole foot shorter than him! He would absolutely love to give you back hugs 24/7 because he would feel like a koala. Although he wouldn’t be too into affection, if you ever gave him little neck kisses, he’d get so flushed and quickly give you a rare peck on your forehead, even if the other members were around. He’d love it when the other members talk about how cute and petite you were, and would feel ecstatic knowing how much happiness you brought to him and the group.

“Omg you’re so cute Y/N. Come here and let me hug you.”

Renjun!

He would ADORE THIS. Renjun is the mom of NCT Dream and thus loves to shower people in affection! Having a significantly shorter s/o would make him be x1000 more cuddly than he already is. Oh, you can’t reach something on a stereotypically tall shelf? Renjun will squeal and put you on his shoulders. You can’t kiss him because you can’t reach his face? He’ll shower you in kisses instead. (I’M DYING AGAIN WHY IS HE SO CUTE I CAN’T PICK A BIAS.) While being the cutest thing in the w o r l d, he would feel slightly manly whenever you needed help. Every time you asked him for help, his heart would swell with pride knowing that you could always depend on him for anything. If you didn’t like him doting on you, Renjun would refuse to stop until you became taller than him.

“If you want me to stop, you’re just going to have to drink more milk!”

Jeno!

I don’t see Jeno caring too much about your height; he would still think of you as the cutest thing ever. He’d be much more considerate not to bring too much attention to your height, just in case you were self conscious. If he learned that you couldn’t reach the tall shelves in the NCT dorm, he would move everything a shelf down or move bowls onto the counter before you visited so you wouldn’t feel embarrassed. Sometimes on dates, he would even remove the insoles of his shoes to try and match your height. You would notice of course (or am I the only one who notices sudden changes in height differences idk), but wouldn’t mention it as you were busy internally screaming about his cuteness.

“What do you mean I got shorter? I’ve always been this tall. Maybe you got taller!”

Haechan!

Y’all, let’s be real. Haechan makes fun of  e v e r y t h i n g. Those of which include your height. At first, before you started dating, he would tease you in order to get your attention. He would laugh that you had to stand up in order to see ahead of Ten, who was seated in front of you. (This boy istg he’s evil but I lovE HIM.) When he eventually found that provoking you was not the best method to win your heart, he would back off of the short jokes. Haechan would instead become your protector from those who would bully you instead. Someone was holding you pencil above your head? Donghyuck would pull it from their hands without a second thought and give it to you with a cheesy, yet adorable, smile on his face. Once you two began dating, his patience would reach its limit and the short jokes would ensue. The sass would be ever so prominent in his teasing, only this time with much more love laced within his words. That wouldn’t stop you from pinching him if things got out of hand though.

“Hey Y/N! You’re so short that you would have to stand on a chair to reach puberty. No? Okay how abou- OW OKAY I’LL STOP. You really have a SHORT temper.”

Jaemin!

Personally I don't think Jaemin would be overly affectionate or tease you for days about your height, but he would be somewhere in the middle. When he feels like cuddling, Jaemin would scoop you in his arms (or if his back was particularly hurting that day drag you by your arms) and cuddle in the dorm. He would love spooning with you, especially if you wrap your tiny feet around his. If he was feeling playful that day, he might sneak up from behind you and lean his arm on your head, much to your displeasure. But if anyone besides him ever tried to make fun of your height, *cough* HAECHAN *cough* Jaemin would make it clear that only he could make fun of you in anyway. Being the Taller One™ in the relationship would definitely encourage him to be more outspoken, especially when it came to defending you.

"Hey come on guys, that's not cool. Only I can make fun of Y/N's height! Maybe if you got a s/o, you could tease them too~"

Chenle!

Chenle isn’t exactly the tallest person in NCT, so he’ll use all the leverage he can get. That’s why whenever you’re around, he’ll make sure to stand next to you the whole time. He likes the sense of feeling taller than someone, making him feel somewhat manly. Whenever you’re not looking, he’ll sneakily measure how tall you are compared to him with a coy smile on his face. When you two are dating, his little obsession would slowly fade away, now that he’s around you much more often. Instead of worrying about his height, he’d worry much more on how to impress you in new ways. He’d learn new Korean phrases from Renjun in order to compliment you about your height, trying to make you feel less self conscious. Sometimes he would mess up his wording, and accidently insult you instead. You knew of course that he was only trying to be sweet, but would still pretend to be hurt until he apologized with kisses and food.

“Wow Y/N! You don’t even look all that short today. Have you grown tal- OH MY GOD WAIT DID THAT SOUND INSULTING? I’M SORRY!”

Jisung!

If he was around the members, Jisung would be EXTREMELY flustered whenever he stood next to you. Not because he was embarrassed of you, of course, but because he was embarrassed of NCT’s constant cooing over how cute your height difference was. It was practically a whole foot! Maybe even a bit more!! You would love to tease him whenever he was like this, whether it was holding his hand or giving him small pecks on the cheek (if you could somehow manage to reach him). Once you did any of these things, his face would turn as red as a FIRETRUCK (I’ll take myself and my NCT jokes with me and leave). If you two were alone though, I would see Jisung absolutely adoring your height difference. He would love to give you piggy-back rides around the dorm and resting his chin on your head during cuddles. (HE’S SUCH A CUTIE PLEASE PROTECT HIM)

“Y/N?! Can’t you hug me later?? The hyungs are going to tease me all week~”