#Teddy Weasel

[marinerainbow]

@wicked1will0sparkles this is the TP cousins.

Penny and Percy are the first two that are freaking out, "Did mum say anybody was coming while she was gone??" "No!"

They turn to Lottie, not noticing a certain look in her eyes, "You??" ".... No-" "Hit the deck!"

Penny and Percy are grabbing their unkles spare bat while Lottie's watching them, before the baby Jewel comes strolling into the room, "What are you imbécils doing??" "Get down, you idiot, somebody's at the door!"

Which, yes, Jewel is the evil genius child... But she is still the baby of the group, and may or may not be eager to see her cousins react to intruders, "Mierda!" *shuts light off before rushing into the living room*

Lottie, not saying a word while Percy stalks towards the door with the bat raised, while Penny keeps the little cousin behind her, "I'm going in..." "You don't have to do this!" "No, I have to."

Percival, pushing his dread far into the back of his mind as he peeks out the peephole, ready to strike whoever dare came to harm his family... Until he sees exactly who it is, "Oh thank fu-"

"What??"

"It's just Teddy and their stupid friend!

From behind the door, "I heard that, Percy."

And Lottie, now that the gig is up, just offhandedly mentions, "Oh yeah, Teddy's coming over. I forgot to mention that."

"Oh, you 'forgot', huh??"

I can only imagine how their parents would react to this XDDD

[wormspoodle]

watched the captain underpants movie and it made me wanna draw some beloved childhood comics characters

[shy-nightmare]

The Teddy Bear has returned 🧸

Hi! 😁👋 I know it's been a while since I've been haunted having dreams of our beloved boogle, but I had a dream last week and I thought I'd take the opportunity to share with you all while the memory's still fresh 😆

@weaselnerd and @lastofautumn, get ready to be destroyed by our baby bagel's intense cuteness 🥰! @spookiifi, @imaginarytoon1, @los-angeles-toon-patrol and @trashogram A.K.A. @mantisandthemoondragon, I hope this makes you guys laugh 🤣

So I had this dream based on this TikTok I watched posted by another Toon Patrol fan named Weaselstan2005 (WeaselNerd, it's your role model! YAAAAY!!! 🤩), and I was having lunch with Stu.

That's right. I had lunch with our baby boi in my sleep 😍👶! For some reason, we were eating at McDonald's and we were having a great time. Stu was stuffing his face in chicken McNugget goodies (GASP! Cannibalism! 😱), I was enjoying my drink while trying not to die from how adorable he was. And I failed 😂

We were chatting and goofing off...until I accidentally mentioned something about one of my chapters. And Stu, the sweetest and cutest McDonald's chicken nugget in the world, yells at me while slamming the table, "WHERE'S. CHAPTER. 11?! 😠"

Yes, this dream was based on that meme "Where's my food you need to be patient" 😂😆😄😂😆😄🤣😂😆🤣😄

It was pretty funny, but I felt really bad for making him and you guys wait for so long 😢

Soon, we had a conversation about it.

"Stu, sweetie," I said gently, setting my drink down to pat his hand comfortingly, "I know I've been neglectful, and I'm sorry. But you gotta understand that now I'm back on my schedule, I gotta provide a balance between work and fun. It takes time and energy to edit and post a chapter. I can't just multitask between so many separate things all at once, it's not good. It's not even health-"

And this was Stu's response.

Oh. My. God. He did not just give me the puppy eyes. Not the puppy eyes! MY ONLY WEAKNESS!!! 😭😭😭

*sighs* Welp, I guess since it's the start of the month, I gotta post Chapter 11 early this week. You know what? Screw it, I'll post it tomorrow morning at 8:00. You've all waited long enough 😅

"Yay! Chapter 11's coming tomorrow, guys! 😊"

STU, DID YOU JUST BREAK THE FOURTH WALL?! 👁 👁

[wildbeautifuldamned]

Steiff gal Facebook

[madmarchhare]

[sparkykitsune]

Pipe

What have the Hanamura brothers gotten themselves into today? (Yes, it’s a Mario pipe)

[riddlesbunny]

bad idea, right?

summary: A night of drinking with your friends lands you at your ex boyfriend’s apartment — which is ultimately a bad idea.

pairing: Modern!Aemond x Ex girlfriend!Reader

word count: 3k

warnings: Explicit smut, alcohol consumption, angst, brief mention of drug use, language, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, p in v sex, creampie, Aemond is a fuckboy. 18+ MDNI

note: idk how I feel about this but Modern!Aemond is my weakness, and the grwm of Ewan ruined my life. Feedback is appreciated! Feel free to send me requests!

If someone were to ask you your own personal example of girlhood your answer would be simple: getting ready for a night out with your girlfriends. While going out and partying with your friends was fun, you considered the act of getting ready together art in itself.

It was tradition, a ritual. Filled with laughter, inside jokes, excitement, and anticipation.

Glitter, hairspray, memories. It was your time to bond and let go of everyday stress.

And that’s where you found yourself right now: sat in front of your best friend’s vanity, large curlers in your hair. The sweet smell of vanilla coming from Rhaena’s birthday cake scented candle filling the room.

Six months had passed since your breakup with Aemond and the twins had declared that you had spent more than enough time moping. It was time to get you back out in the world.

“I’m so happy that us girls are going out tonight,” Baela said as she finished up applying her mascara.

You involuntarily scoffed at her comment.

“What?” She questioned, glaring at you.

“It’s not like it’s just us,” you say matter of factly.

“Oh, come on! You know Jace is basically one of us!”

She wasn’t wrong. If you had to pick a guy to be in your friend group, it would be Jace Velaryon. He was easy to talk to, kind, considerate. A breath of fresh air from what you were used to. You understood why Baela was into him. Plus, he donned a beautiful set of chocolate colored curls matched with an adorable, toothy, grin.

“Do not beat around the bush, Bae!” You admonished, “I know Cregan will be there too.”

Cregan Stark was Jace’s best friend. A rugged guy from the North. He had a thick beard and piercing gray-blue eyes. He had quiet confidence, basically a big teddy bear. There was no denying he was rather handsome. It’s not that you would be opposed to sleeping with him, per say, you just weren’t sure if you were ready yet; although Baela begged to differ.

Once the three of you were all ready to go and the Uber was on it’s way, Baela pulled you to the side.

“Look,” she began, holding each of your hands in hers, “I know you're nervous. You’ve been through a lot and it can be hard to put yourself back out there — but you deserve this. Aemond’s out living his life, you have to live yours! It’s going to be fine! You look incredible, we are going to have a great time.”

Baela, as usual, was right. You were enjoying yourself. You were now on your third drink, tapping your finger nails on the glass as you half heartedly listened to Cregan tell an embarrassing story about Jace from when the two of them were in high school when you felt your phone vibrate.

A text from an unknown number flashed against your screen, paying no mind to it you opened it immediately. Your stomach dropped.

Hey… it’s Aemond.

You swore that men had some kind of radar that would let them know when a woman was finally happy without them. When that radar went off, only then was it that they decided to try to contact you again. Not during the months where your heart was left in ruin, not when you would do anything for answers. Only once you were healing, on the brink of reaching that light at the end of the tunnel; they weaseled their way into your life once more to ruin everything — and Aemond was right on schedule.

It had been months since he last contacted you, you felt as though your stomach was gonna fall out, your nervous system in a frenzy.

You could not let him ruin your fun.

“Let’s take a shot of something,” you suggested.

And then your phone buzzed again.

I know it’s been awhile, but I wanted to see how you’re doing?

Been awhile? That’s the understatement of the year. He didn’t care how you were doing when he broke up with you over a text. He didn’t care when the rumor of him sleeping with a professor spread around campus, humiliating you.

Ignore. Ignore. Ignore.

Relief washed over you once you saw Baela return with 5 shots of Tequila in hand.

“Heard this makes your clothes come off,” she said as she handed you the shot glass, shooting a wink over to Cregan. You downed the shot quickly, ignoring her comment. The liquid burned down your throat as it settled into your stomach.

Slamming the shot glass onto the table, your head spun and you could’ve sworn you felt your phone vibrate again. You needed air.

“I’ll be right back, I need a cigarette.”

“I’ll come with you!” Rhaena chirped.

“No!” You shouted, almost too enthusiastically.

“No, that’s okay. I know you hate the smell of smoke, Rhae. I’ll just be a minute.”

With that, you frantically made your way to the patio of the bar. Just as you lit your cigarette a familiar voice called out to you.

“Ohhh shit! I knew that was you!”

Now you were sure that the universe was certainly conspiring against you. It was none other than Aegon Targaryen. Aemond’s drunken, perverted, older brother. Wonderful.

Turning on your heel abruptly and puffing smoke out of your nostrils you gave him a reluctant wave.

“Hi, Aeg.”

“How are you?” He asked, wrapping his arms tightly around you, “how have you been?”

Not sure if it was the liquid courage or the need for someone else to witness the audacity of your ex, but you just shoved your phone into his chest, eyes glued to him as he scrolled through the messages with his eyebrows raised.

“Damn, I never would have thought Aemond to be the type to beg!” he laughed as you shot him a look of disapproval.

“Listen,” he said before taking a long drag of his own cigarette, “Aemond means well. He was pretty shaken up after you guys broke up.”

Yeah, right. What was there for him to be shaken up about? He broke up with you.

“And if you ask me,” he continued through puffs of his cigarette, “you’re the best thing that ever happened to him.”

“Isn’t he seeing someone like, twice our age?”

“Not anymore.”

A pregnant pause filled the air between the two of you as he handed you your phone back.

The conversation was becoming awkward, so Aegon tried to comfort you the only way he knew how.

“I know you’re stressed and all… do you, uhhh, want a bump?”

His question took you by surprise.

“A bump? Um, I’m good, Aeg.. thanks.”

The blonde lifted his hands up in defeat.

“Good call, if you do go see Aemond, I doubt he would be happy about that.”

“I’m not going to see Aemond,” you answer flatly, hitting his arm lightly.

“Well, whatever or whoever you decide to do tonight I wish you luck!” he smirked, “but, I know our mom would be thrilled if you started to come around again.”

“She misses me?” you blurted out, the desperation clear in your voice.

“Yeah,” Aegon shrugged, “we all do.” He smiled as his large palm patted against your back before he made his way back inside the bar.

You stood in silence as you finished your cigarette, unsure of what to do when you received yet another text from Aemond. You responded with the first thing that came to your mind.

Have you been drinking?

No. Come over. I want to see you.

Your phone buzzed again, but this time it was a picture. A photo of his cat Vhagar. The elderly feline was sprawled out across his leather couch, the caption reading: “she misses you too.”

She did not. She only ever liked Aemond.

Well, I’ve been drinking so… can’t drive.

Where are you? I’ll come get you.

No. He couldn’t. You couldn’t risk Baela seeing, she would kill you.

Nah. That’s okay.

God, this conversation was going nowhere. Why were you entertaining him anyway?

Let me get you an Uber.

Buzz.

Please.

Gods, he was pushy.

Fine 🫠

Once you found yourself back inside the bar, you decided to use that last shot of tequila as your reason to leave. You had said something along the lines of the mixture of liquors wasn’t agreeing with you and that you were gonna head out. The girls were disappointed, but they understood. Baela’s only condition is that you were sure to text her once you were home safe. You bid Jace and Cregan goodbye, and even agreed to go out for drinks with them again in the upcoming week.

As you sat in the backseat of the Uber, your palms filled with sweat and your heart raced as you made your way to the other side of the city to Aemond’s new apartment. You couldn’t help but feel nervous, wondering how he might react and if this was the right decision. Your mind raced with thoughts and emotions, but you tried to stay composed as you you pulled up to the building.

Aemond was waiting outside the apartment complex for you. His expression was unreadable as he puffed on the last few drags of a cigarette, quickly flicking it to the ground and stomping it out so he could make his way over to you.

“Hey,” he greeted, offering a shy smile before extending his arms out to hug you. “I’m glad you decided to come.”

His scent alone was intoxicating. A mixture of nicotine, spearmint toothpaste and musky cologne. Being in his embrace again had your head spinning, you felt as if your heart was going to beat out of your chest. It was almost as if the two of you never parted ways, like he never left. Damn him, you thought to yourself .

“Well, this is my new place,” he said as he opened the door to the lavish apartment. It was absolutely was stunning. Beautiful, mahogany cabinets and stainless steel appliances. The living room was spacious with high ceilings and a giant window that had an incredible view of the city. It was very Aemond-esque. It felt familiar, safe.

You spotted Vhagar on the dark green velvet couch in the center of the room.

You watched carefully as one of her eyes opened, she rose from her spot almost instantly once she spotted you. Making a beeline to Aemond’s bedroom.

“I thought you said she missed me?” you asked playfully.

"I may have lied," Aemond replied, giving you a shy smile.

An hour had gone by and you had spent the majority of it arguing with Aemond about your past. You listened to him attempt to apologize, explaining that it wasn’t you, it was him. He made a mistake, he’s changed. You weren’t having it, and yet, in the midst of it all, you had found yourself sitting so close to him you were almost on top of him. Mid sentence he had crashed his lips against yours. A rude interruption, for sure — but now, all bets were off.

The kiss was rough and intoxicating, a clash of teeth and tongue. He grazed your bottom lip with his teeth before sucking it into his mouth. Your head spun.

"More," you whispered against his lips, "I need more of you."

Aemond took no time to pick you up and carry you to his bedroom, as he placed you down on his bed gently. You feel his hands tearing off your clothes, striping you down to your underwear. Your heart raced with anticipation and desire. The intensity of his touch sent shivers down your spine. He lowered himself on top of you, reaching his arm up over his shoulder to remove his own shirt.

As he leant back down over you, his tongue trailed from your chin to your lips. A soft moan escaped your throat as he sucked on your lips, taking control of the kiss.

Arousal stirred inside you as he nipped down at your neck, licking and sucking until you arched your back under him, desperate for his touch.

“Missed me baby?” he teased, “because I sure missed you”, his violet eye scanned over your body, blown with lust as he made his way down. His slim fingers ghosted along your stomach, then gripped harshly onto the meaty flesh of your thigh. Your legs parted, letting him know what you wanted. He didn't hesitate, pulling your underwear off with one swoop. Leaving you completely bare in front of him.

“I missed this pretty little pussy too, fuck,” he groaned before biting at your thighs just before lowering his head between them, licking a stripe up your slit. You bucked under him, pushing him harder against you, driving his face deeper into your center.

A low groan left your throat, his name falling from your lips as you tugged at his silver hair and held his face against you. His tongue circled around your clit, the small bud swollen from his attentions. His fingers found their way inside you, exploring your cunt.

His thumb replaced his tongue on your clit as he rubbed harsh figure eights against you. He continued to rub your clit harder. Your breathing quickened, and your body legs began to shake.

"Oh, there’s my girl. You gonna cum for me?"

The combination of his words and a few more thrusts of his fingers made your mind go completely blank. Your ears rang, your vision blurred so much you had to squeeze your eyes shut, eventually seeing stars. Aemond finger fucked you through your orgasm as you soaked his hand.

You laid there for a moment, total blackness surrounding you until your Aemond’s calm voice brought you back to reality.

“Holy shit. You good baby?”

You nodded your head eagerly at him, “More than okay.”

After giving you some more time to come down from your first orgasm, Aemond crawled on top of you, as he began to slowly drag his cock between your already swollen folds, swirling the tip in your wetness; almost pushing in, but not quite.

“Aem,” you moaned, “please, I need to feel you. All of you .”

“Still so needy, hm?” He teased as he buried his cock inside you to the hilt. You winced at the length of him.

“Littleeee bit of a stretch baby,” he said as he let you adjust to his size, “there we go.”

"Oh.. Gods," you moaned. You forgot just how big Aemond was. The stretch was almost unbearable and yet, you craved more. You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him deeper into you.

He began to rock back and forth into you, pumping his cock in and out. The louder you moaned, the harder he pounded into you. Eventually, the head of his cock pressed against your cervix.

"Please, please don't stop," you begged. He began to pound into you harder and faster, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against your ass filled the room. You felt your second orgasm of the night building inside of you as he continued to fuck you.

"Oh, Gods! Aemond, please, you’re going to make me cum again,” you babbled as your orgasm ripped through you once more. Your cunt clenched around his length as the tip of his cock bullied the spongy spot inside you without mercy.

Your slick coated walls contracting around him was all it took for him to lose control. He let out a loud groan as he spilled himself inside you, filling you with his seed as he bit down hard on your neck.

“Fuck,” he groaned as the aftermath of his own orgasm coursed through him, his cock still twitching inside of you. After placing a wet kiss on your cheek he positioned himself upright, placing a hand flat on the headboard behind you to help keep balance, he slowly pulled his cock out of you. You winced at the emptiness, a pool of warmth leaking out of your cunt and onto the bed sheets.

“Oh, shit. Here, let me help clean you up.”

As you came down from your high, you also came to your senses. No. Him cleaning you up would be too intimate of an act — as if he wasn’t just buried inside of you.

“No, Aem. It’s fine, I need to go to the bathroom anyway.”

He shrugged, “there are washcloths under the sink if you need one.”

Your heart sank as the bathroom door shut. A red lacy bra, that definitely didn’t belong to you was slung over the door handle. Memories of your past relationship came flooding back, along with feelings of sadness and regret. You couldn’t help but wonder who the bra belongs to, your first thought was that older professor. It's a painful reminder that not only had Aemond had not changed at all, he also just took advantage of you.

This was definitely a bad idea.

[deakyjoe]

Taking the kids on a school trip to the zoo and you come across the wolverine enclosure and you just blankly stare at the furry creature inside for a few moments before turning to Logan and asking “you’re named after that fucking thing??” and of course he doesn’t answer you so you decide to spend the rest of his life the day pestering him that he should’ve just called himself badger or wombat or weasel or hell, teddy bear since those things were all pretty damn close

[kortac-sweetheart]

KorTac cuddle pile WHEN ⁉️⁉️ i need all of those men to be put on a very large cozy bed in a warm, dimly lit room so they can serve their one true purpose in life (to be used as pillows + blankets + mattresses + teddy bears) would be best sleep of my life i think . :3333 do you understand the vision

ofc i understand the vision i used to be a serial napper 🙏

they’ve never seen you so tired before, they think. it’s not like you were necessarily chipper after missions, it’s just that… you look like you’re dead on your feet. face wan and stance unsteady, you looked like you were ready to keel over at any second.

you had given könig and horangi a start when your head nearly slammed against the table during post-op debrief, jerking back only a second before impact, only blearily shaking your head and sighing.

they knew there was no use to asking you if you were alright because clearly— you weren’t. not like you’d admit it anyway, stubborn darling that you are. pretending to be ok and awake even if you were only a few seconds away from falling asleep standing. agonizing minutes stretched on and on into what felt like hours— when would this debrief end? why were you here? what series of decisions did you make for you to end up here? god you’re so tired.

finally, finally debrief was over. as soon as it was officially dismissed you hobbled out of there as fast as your sleep deprived body could, nearly bumping into a table and a file organizer on the way out.

was the hallway always this long? why are the lights so bright? it’s so loud.

the door to your room seemed like an oasis in the desert, a wave of reprieve washed over you as you finally managed to pry the door open. (nearly tearing it clean off the hinges in your sleep addled state and slamming it shut with a little too much force.)

oh your bed. your sweet sweet bed, oh welcome salvation. you didn’t even bother to pry off your uncomfy fatigues, instead opting to flop face first into the bed and fall asleep clutching a teddy bear.

your teddy bear was oddly firm and warm when you blearily woke up again. rubbing your sleepy eyes and nearly jumping out of your skin when you realized you were face first in nikto’s chest. did you fall asleep in the wrong room or something? oh dear.

as if sensing you were awake, one icy blue eye opens to peer sleepily at you before closing contently again. a steady arm running up your back and squishing you closer to him, and a firm but kind “sleep, solnishko” is the only thing he murmurs before falling back asleep.

you’re a little more awake now after that little fright. it was only after calming down a bit that you realized there was someone else squished behind you too. a large, meaty hand is gingerly settled on your hip, red beaded bracelet immediately outing him— konig.

he’s sleeping soundly like a log, and surprisingly quiet too. only his soft little breaths and sleepy murmurs giving him away.

it’s warm… it’s nice. and the allure of sleep calls to you once more, almost slipping away once more before your door slowly creaks open. you stiffen, one eye open to peer at the strange visitor(s). that familiar green netting, that camo face mask… you breath out a sigh of relief.

sighing out happily as krueger weasels his way in between you and nikto, planting his face into your tummy and delicately wrapping an arm around your lower back too. horangi opts to just flop on top of you, as carefully as he can to avoid waking you. a small curse leaving him when it take a bit of maneuvering to get comfy.

the two of them get comfy soon enough, settling into a nice position. you’re left squished between the four of them, all sleeping soundly with you and your heart can help but flutter. they sought you out on their own, and they chose to sleep besides you as well, the thought is enough to make your heart feels like it’s overflowing.

you settle down comfortably again, snuggling closer to nikto and you drift off to sleep, loved and content, once more.

[ebullientheart]

access. spencer reid x reader

content — suggestive fluff. established relationship. fem!reader. sunshine!reader. blurb.

you move in with spencer.

the pout on spencer’s face as he helped you haul boxes up the stairs was almost comical, though you couldn’t laugh at him when he looked at you like that. like you hung the moon and the stars. like you weren’t carrying a box of towels to his box of large books.

“need some help?” you jested, setting your load down. your teasing wiped off his former expression, his answer a deadpan stare until you bounced over to him with palpable excitement, and he couldn’t fight the smile off anymore.

he saw the sunlight glare straight into your eyes when you stopped in front of him, so he nudged you to the side with his elbow.

“i’ve got it.” he huffed, dropping your books unceremoniously onto the bed. you resisted the urge to whine at him for the mistreatment of your collector’s editions, since he had hauled them all the way from the car without assistance. instead, you poked his bicep repeatedly until he took hold of your wrist, still amused by your antics. his patience rarely waned with you.

you weaselled out of his purposefully loose grip and darted behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist before he could turn with you. from the new angle, you rested your cheek against his surprisingly firm back. it felt safe, and he liked your touch.

“i’m so excited to live with you.” you weren’t sure if he was going to hear you, but the affectionately light squeeze he gave your arms let you know he did.

he muttered, “well, seventy percent of couples live together before marriage, so it seems like a step in the right direction.”

you weren’t sure if his words held any weight or if he was observing and reciting, but the thought had you ready to jump his bones. he sensed the shift in your mood and unwound you from him, “we have more boxes to get from the car.”

except spencer didn’t finish the sentence because you spun him to face you and the words died in his throat. the breath he released was one of defeat as he kissed you once, twice, three times before straightening to his full height so you couldn’t reach him anymore. you groaned, knowing there was no arguing with him. he’d kiss you again later but he couldn’t leave the task half done. you took his compromise and trudged back down to the car with him, to merge your home with his.

as he shouldered another heavy collection, and you picked up a single teddy bear, the look he gave you was blown away by your giddy, “love you”, as you ran inside to start unpacking.

[marinerainbow]

I WANT SO BAD TO ANSWER ALL YOUR ASKS (a n d reblog the cousins post again with more XD ) RIGHT NOW!! They're amazing!! But I just dont think its gonna happen til weeks end I'm so sorry 😅😅😅 I will probably answer the Inkubus one in the morning but the others will have to wait I'm sorry 😅 THAT DOC/SHERIFF/CHICK ONE IS FOR S U R E GETTING A ONESHOT. I LOVE IT SO MUCH MAN YOU DONT EVEN K N O W. AND I N E E D IT XD

In the meantime~~ I have incorrect Quotes for the cousins for you XD

It's ok! I didn't exoect you to answer them right away. You're busy with your work ^^ I can't wait to see your answers! Especially how you write the Cars love triangle!

OH MY GOD- All of this. All of this is canon. You can't convince me otherwise XDDD did Terry learn that philosophy from her father or mother?

And Jewel getting a pet is 10000% canon. Just not a snake XD Remember what Shiny's favorite animals are?

Jewel: *carrying a ferret from the human side of town* Mamá, papá. I just got a pet ferret. What should I name him?

Greasy: A WHAT???

Shiny: *already writing down a list of everything a ferret needs* I vote Fizzgig!

(Jewel knows mom can't resist the fuzzy tube animals. And if anybody can convince dad to agree to keep a ferret around, it would be her XD)

[wrendoesnotexist]

The younger brothers wrapping their wings/tails around you part 2

Gues who's back y'all!!! Coming up with and writing Beels part took forever ngl.

Cw: None, only fluff

Gn!Reader

Beel

You and beel have been lunch buddies since you came to the devildome. Like study buddies but all you do is eat together. Today's like any other day, you're both sitting together in the kitchen, scrounging around for food. That's when you spot it, your all time favorite snack, but it's on the top shelf. There's no way you can reach that, but you'll be damned if you don't try.

That's how you got in this situation, standing on the countertop and praying that you don't fall. Unluckily for you though, the author needed a plot you lost your footing.

Luckily for you though, Beel saw you about to fall. He quickly rushed over, making it in time to wrap his large muscular arms around your waist, holding you firmly in place. You don't realize it a lot, given his puppy like personality, but damn is Beel strong.

"Are you alright, MC?" He asks softly, his voice gentle and caring, like the big teddy bear he is. You smile back at him, though definitely still shaken up from the almost fall you just had, but you don't want to scare the poor demon more than you already have.

"Yeah, I'm fine Beel..." You paused for a moment. "You can put me down now, Beel." You say with a soft chuckle, a light pink dusts his cheeks. He looks away and let's you go, though he keeps his wing tucked firmly around your waist, keeping you as close as possible at all times.

He's not letting you go for a long time. Good luck.

Belphie

As usual, Belphie snuck into your room last night. You wake up that morning to the weight and warmth of Belphagor's sleeping form clinging to you.

After roughly half an hour of trying to weasel your way out of the vice grip he has on you. That's until you try to leave the bed.

His soft tail wraps firmly around your waist, pulling you back onto the bed. Soft, unintelligible, sleepy grumbles leave him as he snuggles close to you once more. He looks up at you once, a pout on his lips and his eyes sleepy and hazy. He buries his face into your neck, before falling into a deep sleep once more.

Maybe it's the comfort of your soft blankets around you, or the perfectly fluffed pillows, or maybe it's Belphie himself, but you find yourself slowly slipping away, falling into a deep slumber in his arms.

He's not letting go unless physically ripped off. Better get ready to sleep the day away with him.

[wizardingworldlibrary]

Getting Together (2) Masterlist

part one

A Hag, a Hex, a Tale of Redemption (ao3) - aibidil draco/harry E, 43k

Summary: A fuck-or-die fairytale in which Draco Malfoy lives a despicable and unapologetic life — that is, until he's cursed to die unless he can fall in love with and fuck Harry Potter.

Annoyance (ao3) - TheMightyFlynn angelina/fred G, 1k

Summary: He was an annoyance and she didn't know why she liked him. But she really did.

A Weasel in the Hamptons (ao3) - peachpety draco/ron E, 15k

Summary: When Ron heads to the Hamptons for Hermione’s engagement celebration, it’s been 10 years since he’s seen his friends. At 38, he’s content to travel the world, unfettered and carefree, allowing his wanderlust to guide him from one photojournalism assignment to the next. He arrives at Blaise’s posh beach estate ready to catch up with old friends, kick back poolside with a beer, and have some fun in the sun. What could possibly disrupt his weekend?

Enter Draco Malfoy—the gorgeous prat who handles a stick shift with ease, speaks French, and surfs like a Seeker flies.

And who just may be the anchor Ron isn’t aware he needs.

Dreaming Skies (ao3) - sweet_s0rr0w, tackytiger draco/ron E, 20k

Summary: Draco's life is going nowhere, so when Charlie Weasley offers him a job out on his reserve, Draco doesn't think twice before booking a Portkey. After all, it's not as if he has many other options. But when he arrives in Romania, he realises that nothing is quite what he expected…

(a story about dragons and baking, friendship and little kindnesses, putting down new roots and falling in love)

falling into place (ao3) - charmingwillow james/lily T, 14k

Summary: Lily overhears something that maybe she shouldn't have.. things sort of happen from there.

Falling like a Snowflake (ao3) - GhostIsReading marcus/harry T, 2k

Summary: Marcus Flint gives Harry a box of chocolates unaware that they are laced with a potion.

Five Times Dean and Seamus Don't Go For It, and One Time They Do (ao3) - starkidpatronus seamus/dean T, 5k

Summary: “Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.” -- F. Scott Fitzgerald

Dean & Seamus, throughout the years, tortured by a series of almost moments.

for a pessimist, i'm pretty optimistic (ao3) - Annerb harry/ginny T, 6k

Summary: Ginny and Harry are forced to share a bed. Of course everything just gets more out of hand from there.

Here Now, Gone Yesterday (or Back To The Future) (ao3) - nerakrose teddy/james, sirius/remus G, 21k

Summary: Teddy and James are in the middle of breaking up when Remus and Sirius - teenaged, travellers from the past - drop into their life.

Holidate (ao3) - danpuff draco/ron, pansy/ginny T, 11k

Summary: Draco and Ginny aren't ready to come out, so they decide to "date" for the holiday.

It's Friday (I'm in Love) (ao3) - punk_rock_yuppie draco/harry, hermione/ron, hannah/neville E, 16k

Summary: At first, Draco only hangs out with them on Fridays after work; then he starts shagging Potter after pub nights. Then all the rest of the gang tries to befriend Draco and even worse, Potter tries to date him. It’s an absolute disaster, if you ask Draco.

Or, Draco and Harry fall in love over the course of several Fridays and some other days of the week.

Kiss (ao3) - xErised draco/harry T, 10k

Summary: For the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, it's not Ron that Harry rescues from the Great Lake, but Draco Malfoy. Hogwarts-era.

Like a Hero (ao3) - aibidil harry/ginny T, 1k

Summary: Perpetually stuck on the periphery of Harry's inner circle, Neville has always felt like an onlooker. But when Harry leaves and war comes to Hogwarts, it's up to Neville—and Ginny—to redefine what a hero looks like.

Patronus Material (ao3) - OgdensOldFirewhiskey james/lily T, 8k

Summary: Well, this is a bit grim, isn’t it? Lily thought. She couldn’t think of a single happy memory. Was her life truly this mundane?

Lily has trouble conjuring a Patronus until she thinks about a spectacled idiot with messy black hair. Have some seventh-year, canon-compliant, Jily.

Strength of Heart (ao3) - Kicon seamus/dean, lavender/parvati T, 51k

Summary: A coming of age story that follows Seamus Finnigan through his years at Hogwarts as he becomes the man he was always meant to be. He'll have to face transphobia, bullying, and his own darkest fears, but lifelong love and friendship may just be waiting for him at the end of it.

Sugarplum (ao3) - mallstars draco/harry E, 27k

Summary: The air crackled as it busied itself shifting around molecules, making way for a hefty slab of magic, and then there it was: the Knight Bus, squeezed neatly into a pocket of Wizarding space among stagnant Muggle buses, vibrant violet amidst a string of cherry red. The door sprang open.

"Draco," said Potter, a little breathless, a little cheerful. He smelled of coconut lotion, Cockroach Clusters and a sloppy ironing charm. Lifting one hand off the steering wheel, Potter gave a small wave. He wore gloves. Fingerless, the leather black against the sunlight. Leather. In August.

Testing. One, Two...Three? (ao3) - teh_kris_eh hermione/fred T, 4k

Summary: Hermione agrees to help with product testing for one of Fred and George's newest creations. Unsurprisingly, things don't go quite as planned...

(Un)wanted (ao3) - aibidil draco/harry E, 36k

Summary: Ginny's pregnant, then she's not and Harry's single. Harry, again with no family, doesn't know what to do with this turn of events, or how to find a new life—post-war, post-Ginny, post-abortion—in which he belongs. He doesn't expect that life to include dancing to the Backstreet Boys with Hermione and Draco Malfoy. A story of finding belonging in the unexpected.

[bonkwosher]

Could you please do headcanons of trapper and frank with an affectionate reader please ✨❤️👍

A/N: YES! REQUESTS! MY LIFE SOURCE. Anyways, thank you lol. For the hell of it, I'm adding David from the guest bc I love him too & that way they can all be on one page. I hope you liked it, I kinda dove more into how they show affection but tried to include you being affectionate where I could.

Pairing(s): Travis "Trapper" Beasley x GN!Reader, Adam "Frank" Barnett x GN!Reader (Separate), David Collins x GN!Reader (Separate)

Contains: Frank being a tough guy, Trapper being a golden retriever boyfriend, David being a big gentlemanly teddy bear

Frank:

Public Affection/PDA

Frank would, at the very least, pretend he hated it in front of others. Especially if you ended up hanging around any of his criminal contacts, though I doubt he'd let that happens. You'd probably be his source of goodness in the world & he wouldn't want things to mix.

Stuff like you'd hug him & he'd freeze, sighing, "Y/N..." dragging out your name.

Peppering kisses all over his face he'd try to push you off as lightly as he can.

You'd try to pull him into a kiss by his jacket lapels & though you succeed you'll hear a muffled "We're in public" against your lips, only causing you to laugh.

You know he's just being dramatic, he really doesn't care too much, it's just a matter of keeping up his tough guy image. If there were ever a time he really didn't want PDA he'd let you know & you would respect that. It's just a quirk of his to pretend he doesn't want it no matter how much he relishes in your every touch.

Behind Closed Doors

Now, here he feels a lot more comfortable, especially in either of your homes. He may not reciprocate exactly what you do but he will show you how much your affection brings him joy. It somehow ends up horny a lot.

Whenever you watch tv or movies together he likes to have a hand on your thigh, around your shoulders, or massage your feet. The couch is one place where he's always attached to you. He lives for the pleased hums you make when he relieves your tension.

Frank likes to sleep closest to the door when you two sleep. Without thinking about it, it's a way to show he cares about you. Frank has the facade of only caring about himself, always thinking about number one & all. But really you mean more to him than he means to himself. Frank would happily throw himself in the line of gunfire just to see you smile one more time.

Trapper:

Public Affection/PDA

Trapper becomes the world's cutest little ball of sludge. You compliment him & he's already down on one knee.

You swear when you hug him he gets all warm & fuzzy. He tells you it's because he loves you so much, that & he never wants to see you cold so him being a human heater is just another reason you guys are a perfect match.

You'll somehow weasel your way into the trip into hollow earth, one of the many conditions being you sit next to Trapper on the way down. When he teases Bernie he'll immediately turn to you & smile, making sure you know he was joking about possibly being able to swallow your own tongue. You just continue to hold his hand & laugh quietly.

If, at any point, you fall asleep in the jet & happen to have your head fall on his shoulder he will lose his mind. He will turn to Ilene & get her attention, pointing to how adorable you are until she agrees. His heart is beating so fast, butterflies in his stomach. He glances down at you with admiration, holding you tight.

As you guys walk through the forest, you hug into his side to keep warm. If that's not enough he will give you his over shirt & won't stop commenting about how amazing you look in it.

You definitely bought him at least one of his necklaces & no he won't stop talking about how much he loves it, especially with other people. "You know, my partner Y/N got this for me. It's my favorite of all my necklaces, I don't know what I'd do if I lost it."

Behind Closed Doors

Trapper is all over you. You definitely take turns sleeping on top of each other. When he sleeps on top of you he 1000% drools on you.. When you sleep on top of him, he gets so incredibly giddy. He has so many photos of you, with your permission. A particularly cute one is his phone wallpaper so he sees it every time he opens it.

He likes to cook you dinners because he likes doing things for you, but your reaction is a huge motivator too. The smile on your face, the amazing look you give him after the first bite, the endless praise of his cooking.

Trapper would definitely find the time to, on occasion, bring you breakfast in bed for the same reasons.

David:

Public Affection/PDA

David is very gentlemanly, so he doesn't like much PDA. No matter who you're hanging out with he keeps the affection to a minimum, but he always makes sure everyone knows you're his partner. A hand on the thigh is his go to, if you're sitting in a booth or on a couch his arm may find its way over your shoulders.

When the two of you get a moment alone, falling behind in the group, turning a corner, whatever it may be. You find the time to give him little pecks on the cheek, mouth, forehead, etc. David will lightly grab your arm & give you a little smile, before his hand drops down to yours & the two of you continue walking.

David is a talker, he can get anything he wants with his words & control any situation. The only time he starts to stumble is when you show him affection.

One time he was trying to intimidate a guy who flirted with you at the bar. You came up behind him & ran your hands across the expanse of his chest before pulling him into a hug. He actually began stuttering a little. This is something you would tease him about for a long time.

Behind Closed Doors

David is all over you, his hands never leaving your body in any situation. As soon as you step past the door way, sometimes even before that, David is kissing all over you.

David didn't get much sleep before meeting you. He doesn't really need it, but it was also because of a little fixation of his. He can't fall asleep without holding something. Sometimes pillows work, but he'd get teased for cuddling a pillow in his sleep in the army. So he stopped for a long time, getting as little sleep as he could.

The first night he spent at your house, he let you know he probably wouldn't sleep much & you were fine with that. But once you got tired, you curled up in his side & draped your arm over his chest. With one big yawn, you nestled your head into his shoulder, murmuring how much you care about him as you drifted off. David wrapped his arms around you to provide you comfort while you try to sleep. He smiled down at you as you slept, slowly feeling his eyelids grow heavy. He then got the most peaceful sleep he'd ever had.

When you wake up he has you trapped in an iron grasp, it's not hurting you in the slightest but there's no way out. You simply have to wait for this big teddy bear to wake up.

He likes to cook with you, happy to cook for you if you need to relax. But he really enjoys both of you being in the kitchen together. He especially likes to come up behind you while you're preparing the food, holding your hips & kissing down your face & neck.

A/N: If you'd like more please request! I'll do my best!

[suugarbabe]

Hello!! I was wondering if I could request a Theo Nott x reader fic, where Theo invites the reader to his quidditch game. Slytherin wins, and to celebrate, Theo invites the reader to fly with him, but she's is kinda afraid of heights. Eventually he convinces her to take a ride with him and it's really fluffy and sweet!

Happy Holidays! <3

sorry i'm such a shite shite person as this request is from like december but I hope it does justice for you because i think it's actually really cute this is also not edited so pls ignore any mistakes <3

Pansy smacked your hand away from your mouth, “If you keep gnawing on your nails there’s going to be nothing left.” You shot her a dirty look playfully, “Well if those fucking weasel twins weren’t so freakishly gangly and smacking bloody bludgers at Teddy every two seconds maybe I could relax!” Pansy gave you a knowing look, “Is it really that? Or is it the fact that we’re winning and you promised Theo you’d finally allow him to fly you around the pitch.” The smile you tried to fake could easily be described as a grimace. It was widely known in your friend group that you did not fly. You hated flying. You were perfectly fine with your feet planted firmly on the ground. You did the required first year class and after that you were done. 

However the budding more than friendship that started happening between you and Theo led to each of you pushing yourselves to try new things. Theo allowed you to teach him how to bake (the muggle way) and in exchange you promised him you would allow him to take you flying strictly if Slytherin won their game against Gryffindor. You had honestly believed your house would lose, not because you didn’t believe in your team, but because historically this year the prideful group had been demolishing your sneaky snakes. 

Your bet seemed to be all the motivation Theo needed to play twice as good as he normally did, as he had your house up by about 150 pts. Pansy’s grip on your thigh tightened as you both watched Draco nose dive towards the bottom of the pitch. “He sees it. Oh fucking Salazar’s sake, he sees it. If he gets ahold of this snitch before golden four-eyes scar boy I am going to reward him graciously tonight.” You faked a gag, “Pansy, please. Spare me the detai-” your retort was cut off by a squealing screech as Pansy and the rest of your house’s section erupted into roars of cheers. Zips and flashes of green seemed to fly by you and around the pitch as silver and emerald fireworks erupted, signaling the official victory of Slytherin house. 

As you were watching the whirling wizards around you, one with dark golden curls and deep ocean eyes stopped abruptly in front of you. With a knee weakening grin he hovered just before your view. “Hello, Teddy,” you watched with a smile as he hopped off his broom to stand on the bleachers beside you, “Ciao, dolcezza.” You stood before him, trying to control the goofy grin plastered on your face as he seemed to be looking you over. “You here to cash in on the bet, Teddy?” Theo’s grin grew three fold, “Only if you’re willing, princepesa.” You nodded, going to grab his broom before he quickly pulled it away, “Woah, now. There’s a few rules of the air you have to follow. If you can’t, I simply will not allow you to fly.” 

You rolled your eyes with a cheeky grin, “You know I did take the same flying class as you first year, Mister Nott.” Theo shook his head, “Times have changed, amore...now listen up.” Theo rested both hands over the tail end of his broom, resting his chin on top of that. You loved how tall he was, how broad he was. It made you feel like he could protect you from anything and everything. “Rule number one, hands on the broomstick at all times.” You looked at him curiously, “I thought I was riding with you? Wouldn’t I just be holding on to you?” Theo shook his head, biting his bottom lip briefly in mischief, “No, amore, you’ll be in front of me. This is a lesson after all. Not a joy ride. If you want one of those it’ll have to be later.” Theo was able to get out a quick wink before you shoved his shoulder playfully, “Don’t be dirty, Teddy!” 

Theo couldn’t hide his smile as he held out his broom, “C’mon. Hop on, cutie.” You snatched his broom from his hands, only furthering the growth of his smirk as you swung your leg over to mount it. You could have never prepared for the heat you felt rise in your cheeks as Theo mounted the broom behind you, arms and shoulders easily engulfing yours as he held onto the broom himself. “Now just push off with a little jump,” Theo’s lips ghosted the shell of your ear as he whispered instructions to you. “Yes, yes, I remember…” you tried to sound intimidating but you feared he could sense your hesitance as you gave a meek hop off the ground. Theo thankfully jumped with you, launching the two of you off of the bleachers and into the sky around you. 

Your grip on his broomstick was knuckle white as you squeezed your eyes shut. “Uh-uh, princepesa, eyes open. Steer the way.” Your eyes shot open, noticing Theo had taken you both significantly higher in a matter of forty-seconds. “Oh fucking Salazar, how did we get so high?” Theo’s breath on your neck was the only warmth of air around you right now, “Lean forward a little bi-” You cut him in a panic, “FORWARD? Are you trying to kill me, Theo? Look I’m sorry for throwing flower at you, truly.” Theo only laughed again, “Lean forward and we’ll start to go lower, amore.”  Pink tinted your cheeks and you were thankful that he couldn’t see them. You followed his instructions, leaning forward carefully. The broom did exactly as Theo said it would, slowly taking you both lower and lower. As you came closer to the ground you realised you never asked Theo how to actually land after flying. But you didn’t get much time to panic as Theo’s feet hit the ground first, one arm wrapping around your waist as you tried to not trip over your feet. Once you found stable ground, Theo quickly let go. “Erm, we should go, erm, meet the others for dinner.” You nodded in agreement, the two of you walking in a comfortable silence back inside the castle, Theo playfully bumping into your side. The eyes of all your friends found the two of you as you entered the great hall together, neither you nor Theo noticing as you sat down next to each other. Blaise raised an eyebrow, using his fork to gesture at the two of you, “Where’ve you two been, huh?” You opened your mouth to respond, but Pansy quickly jumped in before you, “She was riding Nott’s broomstick.”

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TES Crushes

Original here by @pyre-of-pages and tagged by @pocket-vvardvark!

I'll tag @hircines-hunter, @fangsandsoftgrass, @lithiumrev, and whomever else in my circle would like to do this and has not yet already.~

(Pretty sure I'm double-tagging some folks but I don't care lol.)

Which NPCs in TES (all games included!) do you crush on, and why? They don't have to be marriage candidates (in vanilla), just people you find yourself blushing around. Hell, it could be a Deadric Prince if that's what you're into. Name them and say what about them you find appealing! Then feel free to tag a friend or two!

For someone who's been playing Elder Scrolls since she was 15, this list is, surprisingly, not as long as it should be?? Must mean I'm loyal lol

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Skyrim

Farkas. Sorry to disappoint, but he and I have a history: my then friend from High School suggested I romance Farkas because she married Vilkas. So if I married him we'd be sister-in-laws. Of course I had to be SIL's with my friend!! Lo and behold he's actually a big teddy bear and overall a really good character! (We've been married for 10 years now. 👌)

Marcurio. He's nowhere near the level of adoration I have for Farkas, but for someone who complains so much he's a great traveling companion! Plus his spells have saved my hide more than once.

Online

Razum-Dar. Okay, hear me ou- Hear. Me. Out. When I first started playing ESO about 6 months or so after launch (give or take), Raz was the first major NPC I made contact with. Don't ask me what it was; his sweet but teasing demeanor, the way he'd comfort the Vestige after any teammates died, or the voice. That damned voice. Ugh. Love him.

Prince Irnskar. Okay so when I first met the Prince, I was much closer in age to him. I'm not entirely sure what it was, maybe how close he is to his father and how protective he is, little teenage me thought he was sweet! Now I'm older and it's a little weird to think about aslakadff (for the record, according to the timeline he is exactly 18 at the start of the EP line.)

Goveled Herendas. Fam. FAM. This guy is the one who awakened a potential thing for Dark Elves in me. The way he says that ONE LINE HE HAS IN THE ENTIRE GAME made me set my controller down and contemplate my life choices.

Ritemaster Iachesis. Now normally I'm not one for High Elves buuuuut this guy?? I'd make an exception. Dude has the most velvety, dulcet tones and any time I hear him it's like a Prarie dog scouting, I look around so fast lmao. Can you tell I have a thing for husky voices hehehe~

Fennorian. Come on, as much as I write about him that should be fairly obvious, haha. He's such a sweet and caring guy, and his affinity for the supernatural and alchemy is 👌 right up my alley. (Also doesn't hurt his VA is Robbie Daymond.~)

Verandis Ravenwatch. Allllll about the voice for this guy, Jonah Scott could read a phone book and I'd be absolutely under his spell 😩👌

Bastian Hallix. If he were a real live person I'd ask for his hand in a heartbeat. My followers and mutuals know how I feel about him. Not to mention his VA is the same age as me---

Vole. Fam your guess is as good as mine as to what in god's good earth made me like this little weasel. I was this close to shipping him with Ebony. Then I realized I couldn't travel with him :,)

Braghis. Okay not so much a crush as so much I would absolutely 100000% hang out with him. I bet you he has amazing stories to tell. He'd be such a cool friend to have.

Sombren. I have no idea what it is with him but I almost couldn't help but develop a soft spot for him. Maybe how he is with the twins? Could be his determination to help his friends? Dunno. He's most likely too young for me though.