#and as long as the two dummies (affectionate) are together

[rekino2114]

Since these haven't been done yet how about Relationship headcanons with Mukuro Ikusaba and Pekoyama~ Peko is so underrepresented it's criminal

Mukuro ikusaba and peko pekoyama relationship headcanons

A/n:it's true she is underrepresented let's fix that! Also sorry if they're too similar

Mukuro ikusaba

Mukuro gets attached to people incredibly easily and fast. The moment you showed her kindness and affection, you were already a great person in her eyes, and when you started dating, you basically became the most important person in her life.

She's protective as hell, following you wherever you go trying her best not to be creepy just to make sure you're all right and no one's bothering you, and whenever you're together, she always stands at your side. The fact that a tall girl with military training is glaring at them probably stops anyone troublesome from approaching you.

Mukuro has no experience with dating and romance in general, so she often feels like a bad girlfriend or that she's not doing enough to show her love for you or not doing it the right way, she tries to ask junko for advice but that confuses her even more. Please reassure her that she's doing great.

Following from that, she doesn't really know what couples do, so she lets you plan dates and always agrees to whatever you have in mind, whenever you ask her to come up with a date she panics and struggles to come up with something. One time she brought you to a shooting range to show off her skills, it was fun if unusual.

This girl is so touch starved. She blushes at every affectionate gesture you show her but she actually really enjoys them, it's very rare that she rejects hugs or kisses even in public, but she might blush a little more. Junko teases her to no end if you two kiss in front of her.

Peko pekoyama

Peko loves you a lot, even if she's not the best at showing it, know that she will always be loyal and her heart only belongs to you.

She is also very protective of you but in a more direct manner, while mukuro might just glare at someone who is annoying you waiting that they go away, peko will confront them and threaten to pull out her sword if they continue.

She not only treats you as a partner but also as a second master of sorts. She fulfills any request you might have even if you don't explicitly ask for it, for example, if she sees you struggling to open something she'll just wordlessly take it from you and open it for you, she doesn't expect rewards for that but she definitely won't complain if you give her kisses.

Like mukuro, she doesn't really care what kind of dates you go to. as long as you're happy, then she is too. But if she has to choose, she either likes calm dates where you two drink tea in silence or one where she can show you her swordsmanship skills like you watching her train against a dummy or similar, she always puts on her best performance for you because she wants to let you know how protected you are with her and also maybe wanting some praise.

She still as troubles as seeing herself as a tool but you gave her hope that she can maybe be more than that as your lover, she wants you to feel the love she feels whenever you are around her.

[lelengerine]

hiii i love ur writing sm! i saw u had a drabble event and the bookstore and soulmate au caught my attention!🥹 i was wondering if u could write abt those two aus w lele or jaem 🥹…preferably lele since there’s a shortage of fics of him :<

a little comfort and hot cocoa

pairing | chenle x reader

genre | soulmate and bookstore au, lele calls you dummy (affectionately !!), no pronouns are explicitly used in this, lmk if there’s anything i missed!

wc | 0.9k

notes | i feel like this is one of the drabbles im really happy with (mainly because its lele and i absolutely adore my little gummy bear) thank u anon for the req and finally giving me the motivation to write about him !! i apologize for it being very overdue though, pls ACCEPT THIS AS MY OFFERING

this is part of my drabble req event here!

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a familiar jingle passes your ears as you push open the fogged-up glass door leading up to your neighborhood’s local bookstore – the scent of vanilla and cardamom wafting in the air. rows of slightly tattered bookshelves come into view, one that has you unknowingly smiling to yourself.

you’d often drop by when life was getting a little too hectic, finding solace in the comfort of the quaint bookstore. there, you’d be greeted by the warmest of smiles presented by the elderly couple who worked in the store as bookkeepers and knew you almost as if they were close relatives. there weren’t much customers during the day, so they let you stay as long as you pleased, even setting aside a cup of hot cocoa for you when the days got a little chilly.

the welcoming atmosphere almost allows you to completely forget the reason for your visit, only recalling you had just rushed out of an exam, already knowing in your heart that despite the countless hours you spent tirelessly studying your notes, you could have never prepared yourself for the items on the test. 

whatever. that wasn’t the point right now. 

you needed to stop thinking about it for a moment, just until the point came when you didn’t feel like bursting into tears at the mere mention of the topic. you come up to the counter with steadfast movements, yet you didn’t expect that someone else entirely was manning the register at this hour – then again you usually dropped by in the evening when it was just an hour into the afternoon at the moment.

“uh, you’ve been staring. are you alright?” the new staff member asks, a look of slight concern washing over his face at your blanked-out state. your line of sight eventually focuses on him, noting how he resembles a little pouty kitten, which only makes you want to ruffle his hair and even pinch his cheeks. yet, you soon realize his hand had been waving in front of you the entire time, silently calling your attention, and you snap out of your trance, wondering what got into you. 

you weren’t one to space out in the first place. that was… well… a little odd.

“y-yeah, sorry. it’s just that i’m used to the elderly couple that usually takes the shifts in the evening.” you state, trying to downplay your frazzled expression by sparking up small talk.

his head tilts a little to the side, a purse on his lips remains for a moment before he decides to speak, “oh, you mean my grandparents?”

“they’re your grandparents…?” you sputter without much thinking, repeating the same information you were just told. 

“that’s what i just said, dummy.” a chuckle emits out of the boy, and your cheeks grow hot from embarrassment. though it’s only been a couple of minutes since you’ve met him, and he’s already begun poking fun at you, his presence is something you’re immediately fond of. you’re comforted by it, reminding you of the cozy ambience that radiates off the bookstore itself.

there was no doubt he wasn’t related to the lovely elderly couple you often greeted during your visits because he was just as lovely.

“can’t someone make an honest mistake around here?” you huff softly, crossing your arms together as if you were offended by his words.

“i never said that!” he quickly responds, “i was just correcting you.” a teasing smile makes its way up his lips, eyes crinkling to make it seem as if he had whiskers – a kitten, you point out in your mind. “what’s your name anyways? by the way you talk, you seem like a regular around here.”

“i am, somewhat?” you answer back with the shrug of your shoulders, “i come here when i… feel like it.”

“well, if you need company… you can always look for me.” it was like he read your mind from your hesitance to answer his question alone. did that mean he wanted to spend time with you? surely no one would say something like that if they didn’t want to see you again, right? your heart starts going into overdrive at the thought, unable to understand the foreign, yet fluttery feeling in your stomach. 

your gaze turns away from him in hopes of calming your poor heart, “i don’t even know your name.”

“chenle. zhong chenle.” even his stride remains confident, eyes still on you even though you’ve turned away from him. “that gives you no excuse to not come find me now, does it?”

“i suppose so… i’m y/n by the way.” you mumble out hesitantly, fumbling with your fingers, and he chuckles at the meekness you’re displaying in front of him. how endearing, he thinks.

“good. make sure you do that then.” chenle walks out of the counter, making his way towards you in light steps, and before you know it, he’s giving a gentle pat to your head. “i hear you like hot cocoa? i’ll prepare you a cup.” he bids before scurrying off to the back of the store, leaving you like a deer caught in headlights.

how did he know you enjoyed hot cocoa here? how much did he know? had he known who you were since the beginning? 

albeit you’re now slightly embarrassed at the revelation, and yet the questions that pop up just as quickly as a system error in your laptop tingle your curiosity. maybe, just maybe, you have a new reason for coming back to frequent the local bookstore.

[happilychee]

The aromantic Levy headcannons anon here!

Levy is in a qpr with Jet & Droy. Gajeel ofc becomes a part of it once he joins Fairy Tail. So does Lily

She did feel like she was a bit of an outcast since the girl's and some guys would talk about romance and she didn't understand it. Same as Lucy, Levy enjoyed reading about it, but the love parts just to her, weird and confusing

Jet & Droy helped her figure herself out and finding out she was aromantic made her smile.

Levy had to contain her excitement when Lucy approached her, talking the way she used to about romance. She was happy that she wasn't the only aro girl in the guild.

Gajeel surprisingly was the easiest to tell that she was aromantic. "...I'm aromantic" "Cool" "Wow. That was easy" Natsu on the other hand, was the hardest. He just stood there with a confused look on his face so she had to explain it in a different way. "I prefer friendship over romance, Natsu" "So calling you my best friend is okay?" " Yes you dummy"

it's not a lot but I hope you like them

sending hugs and a nice warm bowl of soup your way, anon; I love these mwah <2

writing this post just in time for aromantic spectrum awareness week!!

aromantic fairy tail headcanons

♡ yes to everything above. levy adores jet and droy, then gajeel and lily. she gets such a sense of fulfillment and joy when she's with them.

♡ levy wears green on valentine's day. yes, it's a statement, and she'll patiently spend the day explaining aromanticism to anyone who asks. she also binges on discount chocolates with lucy that night as they watch shitty romcom movies. the two can and do coexist.

♡ another qpr/qpp pairing is juvia and lisanna. they're not only close emotionally; lisanna is by nature a physically affectionate person, and juvia is severely touch starved. the only person she could theoretically be comfortable with touching her is gajeel, but he's not one for soft affection (she's been thrown into too many brotherly headlocks over the years.) so when lisanna casually grabs onto juvia's arm when they're out and about, a switch flips in her head. juvia is very touchy with lisanna, and only lisanna. this leads to most of the guild thinking they're dating.

♡ the words "we're just friends" leave a bad taste in lisanna's mouth. juvia wrinkles her nose when she hears people say "oh, so you're not more than friends." both consider each other one of the most important people in their lives. them being friends doesn't somehow diminish that. juvia lets the worry slip when she's shopping with lucy, who brings her to levy. the three have a long and thoughtful discussion, but honestly, it leaves juvia feeling confused. she's never been one for close relationships with anyone, given her childhood, and all these labels make her head hurt. levy and lucy say that's fine, the only person she really needs to make sure is on the same page is lisanna.

♡ lisanna is very much on the same page of "idk what we are but I like where we are." they decide to just... keep doing what they're doing. when there's new developments (juvia gets a nosebleed when she sees lisanna in a swimsuit, to her own horror), they talk it out and set boundaries for what they want and don't want to do (juvia very, very shyly asks if she could give lisanna a kiss on the cheek.)

♡ also, at some point, juvia and lisanna move out of fairy hills and get an apartment together. mira objects to this only on the grounds that she won't be able to prevent them from starting kitchen fires with their baking attempts. she ends up over more often than not, and lisanna feels her chest swell with warmth at seeing her big sister and her best friend get along so well.

♡ also big aro vibes... gray, cana, and loke. the three of them are so chill about everything. the guild suspects they're in a relationship, but then they also see cana going out with lucy and get confused. gray just shrugs and says it's a girls' night. completely unbothered king. besides, he's got a board game score to settle with loke and natsu.

♡ erza, I think, is a big romantic at heart, but the thing is she does that to everyone. she gets a lot of money from s-class jobs, and there's only so much she can spend on herself or new sets of armor. eventually, team natsu starts finding beautiful bouquets of flowers on their doorsteps. someone dares to tell erza that men don't like flowers, and suddenly every man in fairy tail is getting a monthly bouquet of roses.

♡ erza also misses a lot of "romantic" cues. she wouldn't be able to tell if someone was flirting with her if her life depended on it. gray and natsu, the little shits, take full advantage of this to mess with the poor suitor. I also think erza is demi, so she really has to have a strong emotional bond with someone before she considers having sex with them. she likes to take care and be taken care of, so she wants it to be with someone who knows her inside and out.

♡ natsu honestly has huge aspec vibes, mostly because he completely bulldozes over any societal conventions, labels, and definitions. if natsu feels a certain way, he's going to let the person know. if he wants to be cuddly with them and they're okay with it, he will be cuddly. doesn't matter who they are; even laxus gets the occasional natsu cuddle. levy and lucy almost lose their minds because they're so busy having deep discussions about the intricacies of aromanticism, and then natsu comes in like a breath of fresh air because he genuinely does not care. not in a bad way, he loves to listen to lucy's passionate rants (she's cute when she's excited) but. it's just something that never bothered him. personally, I do think out of everyone, he's closest to lucy in the "romantic" sense, but even then, it's just a different type of relationship to him. there's no way in hell he would specifically choose just lucy over everyone else in the guild. they're all his family!

♡ in conclusion, fairy tail is aromantic and aspec as fuck.

[kteezy997]

The Other Man-Part Ten (the end) //t.c.

Warnings: cursing, mention of past trauma, therapy, smut, oral sex female receiving, brief doggy style, mention of cum

After that night, you and Timmy spent every second together. You didn’t go out, you didn’t work, nothing. The two of you just migrated back and forth between your house and his.

You went to therapy together and separately, trying to heal from everything that happened. You didn’t talk about it with each other very often, but you found out from Timmy how he was ambushed and attacked by Billy. You cried for hours as Timmy lovingly held you.

You were glad to know what he went through, but you didn’t want to dwell too much on the horror that transpired because of Billy, neither did he, you only wanted to move forward. Your divorce was finalized. Billy had been charged with abduction, assault, and unlawfully discharging a deadly weapon, but that was only the beginning. You were told there would be more charges brought against him, and you were relieved to know that he'd be going to prison for a very long time.

About a month after everything happened, Timmy came up with the idea for you two to go away for a while, for as long as you needed. He didn’t want to have a timeline. He wanted the two of you to have time together and not have to worry about anything else.

“Where do you wanna go? Wanna…go somewhere we can lay naked on the beach with no one else around?” he had a sly little smirk on his face.

You giggled, “No, I don’t really like the beach. It’s hot and there’s sand everywhere.”

“Okay,” he brushed your hair back off your shoulder, “where should we go, my love?” he smiled softly at you, waiting for your answer.

“Hmm,” you pondered, “somewhere…isolated, like you said, but also cozy. Maybe somewhere snowy. And we could rent a cabin, but not like a run-down cabin, a nice cabin, boujee almost.”

Timmy laughed, “Okay, a fancy cabin in the mountains it is."

.......

You were laying on the couch snuggled up under a fuzzy blanket, watching the fireplace crackle and the snowfall outside. It was absolutely gorgeous. Timmy joined you, laying half on you and half on the couch. The feeling of him so near was so warm and comforting. You wanted to stay there just like that forever.

Timmy kissed you on the cheek, and he tucked his arm under your head snuggly.

You put your hand delicately on his cheek. His bruises had faded. Now there was only some faint red marks. You gently grazed your thumb over a small cut that had scabbed over. "They don't hurt anymore?" you asked him.

He shook his head, "Nope. I'm all better now." he kissed your lips.

"I despise him. I hope they beat his ass in prison. Attack him from behind so he can't see it coming, like he did to you. I hope he can't defend himself, it’s what he deserves."

"He deserves worse than that, just for the way he's treated you. I know he was upset by the cheating, I can't believe that he wanted to actually…kill us. That is not the Billy I became friends with." he pet your hair affectionately as he spoke.

You sighed, "I've been thinking that we should just forget about him, ya know? If he's in our thoughts at all, that means he wins. He's taken so much from us, let's not give him anymore."

"I agree, baby. Fuck him. He's nothing to us anymore."

You ran your fingers through his curls, "So, how are you doing after the whole Ameila thing?"

"I mean, I don't hate her. That takes too much energy. I just hope she's working on herself. What she did was pretty fucked up. I mean, she had me believing that I was going to be a father."

You hummed, "Well, you will be one day. But on your terms, and not in a situation based on lies."

"I know." he bopped you on the nose with his finger, "Because you'll be the mommy. Which is the way I want it."

"Awe, you wanna have babies with me?" you cooed, putting your arms around him.

"Of course, ya dummy. You're the love of my life. I'm gonna marry you and give you lots of babies." he said, gently smooshing his nose into yours, giving you a playful Eskimo kiss.

You smiled gleefully, "Ugh, that makes me so happy. I love you, Timothee, make love to me, like right now." You pulled him into a hungry, heated kiss.

He groaned against your mouth in surprise, "I love you too." he said, but his words were muffled by your lips.

“Mm, take my clothes off please.” you requested, raising your arms up.

“Yes ma’am.” Timmy responded, pulling your shirt off, leaving your chest bare, as you weren’t wearing a bra. Then he moved down to pull your pants and undies down in one swoop before dropping them onto the floor.

“Now you!” you said, taking ahold of his shirt and pulling it up.

Timmy threw his shirt over his head, and his curls went wild like usual before he shook them back into place. He then rid himself of his sweats, and his naked form was highlighted by the orangey glow of the fireplace. He looked like an Angel, but with a devilish look in his eyes. He sunk down between your legs. His mouth neared your heat, and he held onto your thighs.

As he started lapping at your clit, you threw your hands on his hair. You whined as he suckled your sensitive nub between his lips. You cursed under your breath as pleasure took over your being.

Timmy sucked and licked your pussy like a savage. He had to tighten his grip on your legs to keep you still.

You arched you back and bucked your hips onto his mouth. He was making you wild. “Oh, fuck, Timmy!”

He wouldn’t let up. He quickly spat between your folds, making sinful eye contact with you as he did so, before continuing to assault your clitoris in the best way. He slid his hand up to palm your tits.

You found yourself clawing at his arms. You felt absolutely feral. You wanted him to ram you from behind, so you switched your positioning. "Fuck me like this, Daddy. Is it okay that I call you that?" you asked, panting in between breaths.

Timmy snaked his arm around you, pulling you close, he spoke into your ear, "Yes, I'd love it. We'll be Daddy and Peaches." he then nibbled on your earlobe and held you tight as he entered you and fucked you hard. He spanked you, and you cried for more.

…….

Later, the love session ended with you squirting all over him, and he came inside of you. He filled you to the brim with his warm, gooey cum.

After giving you a lazy, but much needed back rub, Timmy carried you closer to the fireplace. Gently, he placed you there on the floor with a blanket, and he laid down to cuddle you from behind.

You watched the pretty flames as you settled against his body. You always fit so snuggly together like two puzzle pieces just destined for one another. You were toasty warm and unbelievably cozy, both from the fire and the man that had you wrapped up in his arms. It was like a dream, more like a fantasy, really.

The touch of his lips reminded you that he was real, and he pressed lingering kisses on your neck that trailed over your shoulder. He whispered in your ear how much he loved you before nuzzling into your neck to fall asleep. His hair was silky soft as it caressed your skin in a tide of chocolate curls.

If there ever was one thing that your absolute bastard of a former husband did in his lifetime, it would be introducing you to Timothée Chalamet, the love of your life.

The way your story with Timmy started was wrong, but damn was it so right now.

A/N: I have had the most fun writing this story! Thank you to all that have followed it(: and a special thank you to @gatoenlaciudad for her constant encouragement, reviews, and inspiration<3

@thebetawolfgirl @musicandbooksaremyhappyplace @softhecreator @tchalamss @chalametbich

[rook-apologist]

Pairing: Lace Harding x Rook Thorne (Human) (He/Him)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences (Placeholder for now, this may change) Tags: Domestic Fluff, Comfort, Romance, Epilogue

Word Count: 1,884 (ongoing)

Prelude: Lace Harding and Rook journey to Ferelden to enjoy some much needed time off together. Rook is excited to see where Lace grew up, and is looking forward to meeting her famous "Ma" as the rest of Thedas recovers from the "Blight to End All Blights". --------------------- Preview: The cobblestone road leading to Redcliffe was well-worn, framed by sprawling meadows and the occasional stretch of forest. A gentle breeze carried the scent of wildflowers and the distant murmur of a stream, a stark contrast to the chaos and danger that had defined the past year. While some patches still carried traces of dying blight from the recent struggles, life was slowly returning to this place. Lace Harding and Marcus “Rook” Thorne walked side by side, their boots crunching against the stones as they made their way toward Lace’s childhood village.

It was peaceful here, a world apart from the shattered battlegrounds of Northern Thedas where the Veilguard had faced down gods and the end of everything. For Rook, the quiet felt almost surreal. For Lace, it felt like coming home.

“You know,” Rook said, adjusting the strap of his pack, “I’ve fought Darkspawn, Venatori, and two angry elven gods. And yet, somehow, I’m more nervous about meeting your mother than all of that combined.”

Lace smirked, her short legs keeping pace easily despite the height difference. “Really, Rook? Ma’s the one who scares you?”

He gave a sheepish shrug, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. “I just want to make a good impression. If she’s anything like you, I’m sure she’ll see right through me.”

Lace laughed, a warm, melodic sound that carried on the breeze. “Through you? Please. You’re a Grey Warden, which is already a plus around these parts, and the man who stood toe-to-toe with monsters like Elgar’nan and Ghilan’nain. I’m pretty sure you’ll be fine.”

“Hey, don’t forget that you were there doing the same thing too. I can’t take all the credit.” Rook deflected.

Lace sighed and lightly shoved Rook’s arm, “Just take the compliment dummy.”

Rook smiled at her, and let out a relenting sigh. He focused his gaze ahead as they walked, before breaking the silence again “Still, mothers are a different kind of terrifying.”

Lace glanced at him, her teasing smile softening into something more affectionate. “You’ll be fine, Rook. If I love you, then I know that she will too.”

The words made Rook stumble slightly, his cheeks coloring. “You think so?”

“Absolutely.” Lace’s grin widened, and she added with a mischievous glint in her eye, “Besides, I’ve already been writing to her about you for months now.”

Rook stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening. “Wait. What?” --------------------- Welcome to my first attempt at long term story telling! I have over twelve pages written that still have to be proof read and edited, but am excited to dedicate myself to a consistent narrative! Hope you all like it!

[italeean]

Ahh sweetheart, congratulations!!!✨

This event looks so fun that I can’t help but want to participate~ buuut as your friend I would like you to judge me honestly. And not just give me someone I love already (unless you think it works~) ahem!

Mochii is what I go by, sweet and simple, I like to draw, play games and I adore being outside! Love going on walks, nature and in the cities~ it’s a great way to spend time with your friends and maybe even grab a fika (swing by a cafe)✨ I tend to attract myself a lot of shy, introverted people a lot ^^

I am naturally a switch. I am the king of tickle fights as one of the oldest siblings in my family. So be aware~

Oh, Genshin, obviously ✨

I would prefer male, because they are more fun than the gals in this game, sorry ladies ;-;

This is super long.. I’m sorry, love you lots mwah!🌹

CHICHIIIIIIIIII 💜😭😭 I'M SO HAPPY YOU PARTICIPATED, CHICHIISWEETHEART!!! I won't start with how amazing you are because it would take up the whole post 😅 You're here for the event, and a match-up you shall get ❤️💜🍡 *some dango for you to munch on while simping for your match*

🔮 For this event, your match is... CYNO

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• SAME. SWITCH. ENERGY. Both of you can be a meanie tickle monster one second and a giggly flustered mess the instant after • He's not the most extroverted person, while you are a little ball of sunshine. He'd 10000% fall for you. Hard. • He would take you to the desert at night, when it gets colder, to make you admire the breathtaking landscape • He'd say something cheesy like "you're the most breathtaking landscape" just to make you blush and huff in embarrassment • And if you hide your face, some pokes will definitely come! It's Cyno's duty as the General Mahamatra to punish you for the crime of "hiding the most beautiful face of the world" • I'm sure he would try to take you to the desert during the day as well just to show you how different it is with sunlight, but he'd end up dumping a bucket of water on you because he'd notice that you're not the best at handling the heat • Then he'd drag you all the way to Gandharva Ville and beg Tighnari to check you up just to make sure you're actually okay • Idk why but I think Tighnari would wreck both of you because you'd be two little dummies together, but your shenanigans always amuse and endear him • Since you're both athletic people, you could go on morning runs together before Cyno has to go to work, and it would be the general's second favorite moment of the day (the first would be coming home to you after work or after a mission) • I feel like Cyno would fall victim to sweet little sneak attacks... and they always work since his torso and feet are always exposed • Let's not forget that Cyno graduated from the Akademiya, so he could ramble about random facts and explain you everything you wanna know • And obviously... you'd have lots of TCG matches since you like playing games and he likes playing this game! And there may or may not be a penalty for the loser~

🔮 Tickle scenario

Being from Khaenri'ah, you weren't exactly the biggest fan of the Archons, nor the firmest believer, but you were sure that they blessed you in the instant when you met Cyno.

He was just perfect for you... and he made you feel at home in a compliment foreign country like Sumeru. He was so goofy and affectionate, but he also had that solemn aura of authority that made you admire him even more. You two shared many hobbies, which made the two of you get even closer, although the general could be merciless while playing Genius Invokation TCG...

But he usually found a way to make you forgive him for being too aggressive while playing, like he was doing when he dragged you around the whole Avidya Forest to make you see the most beautiful landscapes (he got some pointers from Tighnari).

"So... do you forgive me for yelling while playing?" The general asked you with sad, pleading puppy eyes while you two were sitting on a huge tree branch. "Well, that yell startled me quite a lot..." You pouted. The truth is, you had already forgiven him the moment he took you to a very big and tall tree to watch the sunset, but seeing him so troubled was quite cute.

"I see..." He said in a solemn tone, trying in vain to hide his sadness and mortification, "I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, and take all the time you need to forgive me..." That tone, that nervous fidgeting with his hands, those sad eyes... you couldn't help it, you bursted out laughing.

"Cyno... babey... I was just messing with you..." You finally confessed, watching his expression turn from guilty to confused to astonished to pouty. "Come on... don't pout! I couldn't help it, your reactions were just too cute~" You teased, but the general remained grumpy.

"Awe... won't you smile for me..? I know you want to~" You whispered the last sentence into his ear while scribbling gently up and down his back, enjoying the series of startled sounds and choked laughter that left your partner's mouth.

"See? Just give in and gimme a smile, holding it in is pointless" You teased in a very sweet tone, something you probably learned while getting wrecked by Yae during your time in Inazuma.

However, Cyno was tough and it would be a lie to say you didn't know... Archons, his head was sturdier than a plank of Adhigama Wood! You were sure that only drastic measures would've been enough with him, and being a good partner you knew exactly what you needed.

In a swift movement, you straddled him and wrapped him in a tight hug, then you started blowing a series of quick little raspberries on his collarbones. It was a little unusual to be so sensitive there, but Cyno was a very peculiar person so he didn't surprise you too much.

"HMMMM- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OKAY OKAHAHAY IHIHI'M LAHAUGHIHIHIHING STAHAHAHAHAHAP" He finally gave up after lasting so long. "See? It wasn't so hard~" You kissed the white-haired guy on the nose, turning him into a flustered mess.

Eventually, the sun began to set to leave the scene to the night sky, so you and your lover decided to glide down from the tree and head home together.

However, as soon as your feet touched the ground, you stumbled over something you clearly hadn't seen, and before you knew what was going on, you found yourself lying on your stomach on the soft grass with a weight on your back.

Well... that weight had a name, and that name was Cyno.

"Cyno, what the-" You started, but he quickly interrupted you, "I, the General Mahamatra, will not tolerate your crimes of mischief any further. Judgment is upon you!"

With that sentence, he started scribbling on your right thigh and squeezing on the left one, switching techniques to never let you get used to the feeling. "Nonono- HEHEHEHEHEHEHE WAHAHAIT IHIHIHIHI'M SAHAHAHARRY NOHOHOHOT THIHIHIS!!!" You begged, but your pleads fell on deaf ears and the tickle attack continued.

"WAAAAAEEEHEHEHEHEHE PLEHEAHAHAHSE NOHOHOHOHOT THIHIHIS!! ANYTHIHIHIHING BUHUHUT THIHIHIS!!!" You pleaded pointlessly. Cyno knew your limits very well, and he was aware that you still hadn't reached it.

Suddenly, an idea hit you. You managed to turn your arms back and with a bit of luck, you found Cyno's bare feet, completely vulnerable as he was sitting on top of you. It took only a quick scribble to make him jump off and finish that tickle fight.

"You're a meanie..." You panted while you recovered from that brutal thigh-tickle attack. "But you love me~" He replied with a smug knowing smile. "Indeed I do..." You grabbed his hand and finally started heading home.

"Technically I won the tickle fight~" You teased.

"Don't make me go for another round..."

[the-selfship-corner]

Poly Selfship Ask Game by @selfship-polycule

(ft Bakugo and Kirishima)

🐘 How big is your polycule?

3 people, including myself

🐪 Who confessed first? How did it go?

Bakugo first confessed to me, then we both agreed we wanted Kirishima to be in our relationship.

🦌 Were they already in a relationship when you got with your FOs?

No, but me and Bakugo were.

🐊 How long have you all been together?

All three of us have been together for 6 months.

🐿️ Did you have to hide your relationship?

None of us have told our family except for Kirishima. Luckily, his parents are supportive. We’ve never “come out” to anybody in our class, but it’s pretty obvious.

🐒 Who is the big spoon, middle spoon and little spoon?

Bakugo is usually the big spoon, but sometimes switches places with the little spoon, which is usually me or Kirishima. We switch up a lot.

🐈 Do you all share one big bed together or do you have different beds?

We couldn’t fit a big bed in any of our dorms, so we don’t really have a big bed, but we share our small one anyway.

🦇 What are your favorite things to do together?

We really like going to restaurants or cafes. Our favorite thing when we can afford it is going to water parks. Occasionally, we have movie nights with all 3 of us. All of us are very physically affectionate, so it works out pretty well.

🐦 What were your first date together?

Our first official date together was at an aquarium. It was really beautiful, and I loved seeing Kirishima getting excited about the sharks.

🦎 What were the first thing you gave to each other?

Kirishima got Bakugo some black earrings and me a stuffed animal puppy. Bakugo got me a cute bracelet and Kirishima a pet rock with googly eyes and red foam hair. I got Kirishima a shark stuffed animal and Bakugo a new jacket that he had really wanted.

🐝 Do you have a poly ship with FOs from different sources?

I have another polyship with Rengoku and Uzui from Demon Slayer.

🐌 Who is more likely to fall asleep first? Who goes to sleep last?

Bakugo usually falls asleep first, followed by me, then Kirishima. He likes to make sure we’re both sleeping well before he goes to sleep.

🦔 Do you or your FOs date outside of the polycule?

No, our polycule is strictly closed.

🐋 What are each of your FOs' nickname? Do they have one for you too?

My nicknames: Sweetheart, baby, darling, sweetie, pebble, love, babe, baby, doll, cutie, angel wings, idiot

Bakugos nicknames: Sweetheart, babe, baby, blasty, love, honey, darling, babe, love

Kirishimas nicknames: baby, Sharky, sweetheart, sweetie, babe, hottie, shark-face, dummy

🐻 How do they show their love? Is it through gifts? Words? Quality time? Something else?

Bakugo shows his love through physical affection and words, but he has to feel very comfortable to express himself through words. Kirishima expresses his love through quality time and gifts.

🦊 What is something you love most about each other?

I love how positive Kirishima is, and I love how affectionate Bakugo is when we’re alone

Kirishima loves how strong Bakugo is, mentally and physically, and he loves how sweet I am.

Bakugo loves how Kirishima motivates him, and he loves my kindness.

🐁 Any headcanons you have about your polycule?

And they were all switches.

🦨 If you had to name your polycule, how would you name it?

Katsukasushima

🦥 In a modern setting, what job would each of you have?

Bakugo would probably be a tattoo artist/piercer. Kirishima would be a football player. I would be an artist.

🦧 What's your current relationship statue (dating, married, etc)?

We’re all dating :)

🐧 If you went on a trip together, where would you go?

We would all go to somewhere brand new, maybe Arizona to see the Grand Canyon. Just a change of scenery.

🐅 Do you have any pets? If so, what are they? If not, what kind of pets would you like to adopt?

We’d all like a dog, but we don’t have any pets.

🐇 Any plans to have kids?

We want to have a kid one day, maybe two; one from Bakugo, one from Kirishima.

[tsumtsumrry]

Noami 2

1.2k words, fluff, like a pinch of angst???, bestfriend!harry, kissing, short and sweet.

2/3 (three in the works) 

read part one here

It was just a normal night, them laying down on the couch watching the rom coms they always watch, cuddling, Harry stealing sneaky glances, and Naomi doing the same. It was just a normal night. 

“Hey dove, reckon we could have a sleepover tonight? Miss you.” Harry always used affectionate language with Naomi, Harry is just an affectionate person. A perfect candidate for a best friend. Naomi never saw the affectionate nickname and recurring soft touches he gave her as anything other than him just being the perfect, sweet guy he is. 

“Hi H. Yes, please. I miss you too.” 

“I’ll see you at 8, dove.” he said with a soft tone. 

It happened way too fast in Harry eyes, but to Naomi it felt like it all happened in slow motion. He wishes he could see it through her eyes, because they were all he could stare into anyways. 

“Mmm....missed you so much. Feel like we haven’t hung out in forever.” Harry mumbled with his face nuzzled into her neck. He had pulled her into a tight, warm hug as soon as she let him in. He felt like it’s been too long since he held her, and he hadn’t the slightest idea why he felt like such a huge part of him was missing when she wasn’t with him. 

“Missed you too ya’ big dummy. Get on the couch. I’m making popcorn.” 

“Kettle corn, please.” 

“Do you expect any less, H?”

“Not at all, dove. Could never expect less from you.” he says with a elated smile on his face. He’s only been here for less than fifteen minutes and he already feels like he’s on cloud nine. 

“Anything in particular you wanna watch? Just got some new illegal movies downloaded” he says in a comical convincing tone, wiggling his eyebrows just for the added effect. 

“I’ll watch anything if it’s with you.” she said dramatically, putting her hand over her forehead to feign drama. 

“Yeah, yeah.” 

“How many bags? Two or one?” 

One. It was one look on her serene, beautifully featured face concentrated on the movie they were watching together that caused Harry to realize what he was feeling. One look that opened the floodgates to all the emotions and love he was subconsciously suppressing all this time. It felt like he was sucker-punched in the gut with everything at once, his eyes finally opened up to what was right in front of him, the masterpiece right in front of him. 

Naomi’s face was pinched up cutely as she was extremely focused on the movie, a distinct crease between her eyebrows at the characters conflicts and conquests of love, wishing she could experience some of that.

“Omie.” Harry breathed. He was in a sort of dream-like state, he really wasn’t thinking about what he was saying or doing, he was just letting his heart guide him. 

Naomi turned quickly to face Harry with a confused expression on her face. She quickly noticed their faces were way closer together than they had been before. 

“H?” 

“I really want to kiss you right now. Would you let me, please?” Their hearts are racing, probably going at the same speed. Harry’s mind is going crazy right now, questioning what the fuck he’s doing, but he doesn’t care. He wants this, and he thinks there's a good chance Naomi might want it too. Either way, it’s too late to backtrack. 

Naomi is nothing if not shocked. Of course she loved Harry, and of course she thought that those feelings ―deep down― might be something more, but she brushed it off due to the sole thought that Harry couldn’t possibly feel that way for her.

They’ve been friends for as long as she can remember and Harry’s never really shown her any signs that he could possibly feel this way. Of course some of the lingering stares raised suspicion, but Harry looks at everyone like they’ve hung the moon and the stars. Maybe it was the soft touches and loving caresses, but Harry definitely loved Naomi as a friend, and touch was his love language. 

“You wanna kiss me?” Naomi asks in a whisper, yet Harry can still hear the disbelief in her tone and see it in her eyes, the eyes he can’t seem to escape. 

Harry nods, although he’s so stuck in his trance that he doesn’t even realize he’s barely moving his head, “please.”

“Please tell me you aren’t putting on The Notebook right now. I will punch you in the face, Harry.” 

Naomi was still in the kitchen waiting for the popcorn while Harry was sat down on the couch, clicking the letters on the screen to search up the Notebook. He had a mischievous smirk on his face. Partly because it was funny that she knew exactly what Harry would do when he was left to his own devices, and partly because even though it’s not a lie that Naomi is extremely tired of the movie, he knows she secretly loves it. 

“What do you want to watch then? Thought you wanted to watch ‘anything with me’” he says back, using her own words against her, an annoyingly attractive smirk still set on his face. 

“That―” Harry interrupts her with a tut, “it―” another interruption, “you―” 

“Tha’s what I thought, dove.” 

Naomi leans forward, urging Harry to meet her halfway, and when their lips meet in a kiss, Harry swears it paralyzes him. Her lips are so soft and her kiss is so passionate, he swears at that moment that kissing her is something he will never be able to give up.

Naomi returns the kiss just as intensely as him, his hand is set firmly on her waist, squeezing it gently and affectionately while her hand shoots up to his neck, quickly tangling her hands in the curls at the bottom of it. 

It’s heaven for Harry, his mind is racing again, filled with thoughts wondering why he’s deprived himself of this so long, how wonderful this feels, how wonderful she feels. 

Without really thinking, Harry makes a move to deepen the kiss, gently nudging her to lay down. He catches himself though, backing off quickly and regretfully parting from that amazing kiss. “Sorry, I’m sorry. Wasn’t,” he clears his throat and squeezes his eyes shut briefly, “wasn’t thinking.”

When the kiss is broken, Noami sits back with a sharp intake of breath, subconsciously biting her bottom lip in nervousness and thought.

Harry’s just staring at his fingers, fidgeting with his rings. He really doesn’t know what to do right now. He just kissed her and she isn’t saying anything. 

Why isn’t she saying anything? 

“Have I made you uncomfortable?” Harry mumbles. He finds himself talking to her extremely formal like, and it breaks both of their hearts simultaneously. They’ve never talked to each other with forced politeness, like they were strangers. 

“No―no. I’m just...just caught off guard is all…” Naomi responds and Harry nods slowly. 

“Should I go? I’m―” 

“No! Stay, Harry. It’s fine. Stay.” Naomi rushes out, ending with her voice softening. Harry nods and looks up at her and as soon as he does, he wants to wince. 

He can see that when she said “it’s fine” she didn’t really mean it, she was just trying to make it less awkward and painful for him. He knows that. 

Harry can’t lie and say he doesn’t feel a bit rejected, yes, she gave him permission, and yes, she kissed him back. But it’s almost like he can see the regret swimming in her captivating eyes and even though it’s killing him, he can’t look away.

[victors-only-dummy]

Loved

Pairing: VICTOR x DUMMY ( Me/You )

Victor  tightened the arm draped around your waist, and you momentarily adverted your gaze from your phone to affectionately nuzzle at his neck. Both of you were laying on your bed, Victor  was reading a book with his right hand while his left arm was hugging your side and absently caressing your waist; you laid on your side, scrolling through your socials with your head resting on your husband shoulder.

You loved lazy days like this, cuddling in his arms and in his warmth. During the years you’ve been together – from college to the both of you finding a job and being close enough with each other to decide not to look for another as husband and wife, Victor slowly got used to your need of attentions and affection, so he naturally got used to cuddling with you on the sofa while watching a movie, or on the bed.

He had to admit, cuddling after a long day working at the office was the exact kind of relax he needed.

Living together when you both had a crush on each other wasn’t easy – both being too afraid to ruin your love because you were somehow both convinced your feelings were unrequited, but you made it work. Sometimes both of you fell asleep with cheeks flaming red and your heart pounding in your ribcage, but you slipped in this silent routine you didn’t want to break. You felt Victor's breath delicately fanning your nose, and you glanced up – almost bumping your noses together due to how close you were, to see him already looking at you.

You slightly raised an eyebrow at him, silently asking what was wrong, but he didn’t answer. Victor's strong gaze was focused travelling his way from your eyes to your lips, slowly mimicking your action of wetting your lips with your tongue. You hoped he was going to kiss you and even if your lips ached to connect with his, you stayed still, fearing to misunderstand his signals. Victor  inched closer, slowly, tentatively.

You realized he was moving slowly on purpose so that you could stop him anytime, if you didn’t want this. 

But you did. 

Victor's soft lips briefly connected with yours, before looking at you. You smiled at him, and he briefly pecked your lips again.

And again, and again.

His slow and provocative actions were having the effects he desired; you were laying there, hypnotized with his hot tongue worshipping your lips and slightly afraid that if you moved, that spell would have shattered.

Victor  was peppering your lips with soft, slow and brief kisses and each time he connected your lips, he would tease you each time a little bit more: he would gently nib your lower lip, or trace his tongue over it, leaving you waiting for his next move, with cheeks gradually flushing red and lips slightly parted. Victors soft hum against your lips was what shattered that spell.

You discarded your phone somewhere on the mattress behind you, before gripping tightly at his sweater as he was about to detach his lips from yours, to keep him exactly where he was.

Victor  smirked against your skin, mimicking your actions and placing the book behind his back. His left arm – which was still around your waist, tightened and pulled you furtherly to his chest, and his right hand gently cupped your cheek before leaning in to kiss you again, again, and again.

You kissed until both your lips were swollen and your hearts were beating at the same, content rhythm of two people madly in love.

[dawnsociety]

Hi!~ I saw your post about requests being open for SF9 fics! You made the post a while ago, so I checked your profile, and it doesn't seem as though your requests are currently closed, but if they are my apologies! You can just skip this if that's the case. But if they're still open, I have some fic ideas that I would love to see be made into full stories! Here are some ideas I've had, you absolutely do not have to do all of these! Feel free to pick and choose which ones speak to you and go from there! And there's no rush either! I've also added potential smut ideas for each story, but if you're not comfortable writing something like that, that's totally fine! Also, if it isn't too much trouble, could the reader in one of the stories be a trans man? I'm a trans guy and we don't get a lot of x reader fics written about us.

Bodyguard AU Youngbin where the reader is like, the 18th person in line to the throne, and Youngbin is the only bodyguard assigned to them since the royal family does not view them as a priority. However, Youngbin is hopelessly in love with them and views them as his top priority at all times and is actually the best bodyguard the royal family have because of his dedication to the job. The reader returns his affections but is unaware that Youngbin loves them back, thus creating relentless ~yearning~ from the both of them. A confession finally happens when the reader risks their life to save Youngbin despite it being Youngbin's literal actual job to do that for them. The reader will be in the hospital and Youngbin is worried sick and he stays with them 24/7, the poor lad hasn't slept a wink since he got there and when the reader finally wakes up, Youngbin declares his love for them because he would've lived the rest of his life filled with regret if the reader had died and they never got to know. Cue happy ending! Possessive sex would work for this story. But not like, toxic possessiveness?? Nothing yandere-esque. It would be more like, soulmate-y type possessiveness. Youngbin saying he's theirs and the reader saying they're his, constant eye contact, holding hands, cumming together, ya know that sort of thing.

Fashion Model AU Seokwoo where he's one of the most well-known fashion models in the entire world, and the reader has been his personal assistant since the very beginning, even before he had gotten famous. The reader is incredibly short, so there's a comically large height difference between the two of them, so Seokwoo has a lot of nicknames for the reader about how short they are. Nicknames like Cupcake, Shortie, Mouse, Cutie, Bunny, Baby, Honeybee, Puppy, Ladybug, etc. It is REALLY obvious to everyone but the reader that Seokwoo loves them. He's physically affectionate with everyone, but he's especially so with the reader. Clings to them all day long, LOVES picking them up and carrying them around cuz he thinks they're so cute, gets jealous in a very harmless, amusing, goofy sort of way where if he sees anyone attempting to flirt with the reader he runs over to them so fast he trips over his own long ass legs to get to their side as quickly as possible. Meanwhile, people hit on Seokwoo ALL THE TIME, but he does everything in his power to swat away all their advances cuz they mean nothing to him. Anytime it happens, it leaves the reader feeling a little grumpy, but they don't know why cuz when it comes to their own feelings, they're kind of a dummy. But eventually, it clicks for them that they're jealous, and it makes them sad cuz they think they're being selfish for feeling this way so they try to distance themselves from Seokwoo after that and he's HEARTBROKEN cuz he's Mr. ClingyMcClingyPants and the reader won't accept his cuddles anymore, and he wants to know why. Eventually, the reader can't deny those big sad brown eyes of his anymore so they admit that they love him and that they were jealous and Seokwoo is so happy he could fly he straight up GIGGLES like a madman and starts flailing around all giddy and lovestruck and the reader is just like "??? Does this mean you love me too?" And Seokwoo's just like "YES, DUH, OF COURSE, OMG!" I'm thinking wall sex for them cuz of the height difference also, Seokwoo has a HUGE size kink so when he sees how cute and small the reader looks with they're legs wrapped around his waist against the wall looking at him with nothing but adoration in their eyes he goes feral. And his dirty talk is nonstop he NEVER shuts up, he praises them the whole time. Notices the hickey on his collarbone the day afterwards and wears it like a badge of honor lmao. He's determined to have everyone in existence see it meanwhile, the reader is so bashful over it and that just makes Seokwoo SOOO SMUG cuz he's such a cheeky devil lol.

Secret Admirer AU Youngkyun where him and the reader are coworkers at an office, and the reader has a huge crush on them, so they start sending Youngkyun anonymous love letters and Youngkyun adores it so much he gets so giggly and soft over every letter. After he starts getting them he's determined to figure out who in the office is sending them and eventually he pieces it together cuz he notices the reader is the only one in the office with a pen that writes in pink ink and all the letters he's gotten are written in pink and in one letter the secret admirer mentioned that they love his singing voice and the reader is the only one that has caught him singing to himself as he got coffee from the break room. He wants to do something really special for the reader to let them know he likes them too so he invites them over to his place to "work together" but when the reader gets there he presents them with a beautiful origami flower that's made from all the letters the reader has sent him! Sweet, loving sex for these two cuz they're adorable. The next day the reader cleans up his place for him and finishes up some of the work he had to do at the office and Youngkyun is looking at them with so much love that you can practically see the wedding proposal ideas playing out in his head.

Childhood Friends to Lovers AU Inseong where him and the reader have been best friends since they were toddlers and are celebrating his birthday together and all of his other friends are there, but eventually the party ends and everyone leaves except for the reader and Inseong and they're just goofing off, cleaning up the big mess from the party together and at some point they start dancing around together, their bodies getting closer and closer and Inseong thinks about how pretty the reader is up close and the reader is thinking the same, and then they're both even closer and the reader briefly looks at Inseong's lips and Inseong immediately notices so he asks the reader if he could kiss them and the reader says yes and one thing leads to another until they're making love on the couch. The morning after Inseong wakes up by himself on the couch and instantly assumes the worst, his melodramatic self thinking, "true love is a MYTH, everything SUCKS, feelings are for LOSERS, I've just been ABANDONED!" until he actually uses that smarty pants brain of his to notice his surroundings and see that the reader is literally right behind him in the kitchen making him breakfast so he's all like "ACTUALLY, I'VE JUST CHANGED MY MIND, TRUE LOVE IS INDEED REAL AND IT'S STANDING RIGHT BEHIND ME MAKING ME PANCAKES!" Goes over to help the reader, and by help, I mean flex his pancake making skills, and by pancake making skills, I mean he burns them so bad the smoke alarm goes off lmao

- You can call me Merman Anon! 🧜‍♂️💙

Hi! Thank you for sending me a message and trusting me with your ideas :)

Unfortunately, I don't write scenarios anymore but I'm sure you'll find plenty of writers who will use your prompts.

Have a nice day/night, Merman Anon ✨

[glazemeda]

HEY DARLING OKG OMG OMG IM SO EXITED GO SEND THIS IN OH GOD

So i saw ur alphabet event and i really couldnt hold back but to join, i hope u dont have to many requests u dont have to do it if ur overhelmed

So i would love to see scaramouche with

J-jelousy

F-fight

L-love confession

R-romance

Andd

N-nicknames

Dont overwork urself, drink water, eat smth and have a nice day :}

note: hi there!! sorry for the wait, it's been a long while since i last wrote for scaramouche, but i hope you like it! <3 tags: fluff, slight angst and violence, scaramouche spoilers(!)

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Fights with Scaramouche aren’t uncommon, but most of them are actually just aggressive banter. It can go wrong, or maybe you’re having a serious fight, which will end up with him going away for a while to avoid saying too many things. You’re still his lover, and he doesn’t want you to leave him for not being able to control his words.

If you’re in the wrong, or did something that felt like betrayal, he’s not going to forgive you. Even if a part of him, the naive, gentle Kunikuzushi wants to talk and stay with you after that, he won’t do it. He won’t forgive anyone who betrays him, and that includes you.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Your lover does indeed get jealous easily, mainly because of his own insecurities and memories from the past. He can’t help but feel upset when someone else makes you laugh, a whisper in his mind wondering if you’d be happier with them rather than with a broken puppet like him.

He won’t let you go, though. Scaramouche isn’t afraid to resort to violence to force that person away from you, but he knows you wouldn’t want that. So, he’ll force himself to act calm and give that person the chance to go away. If they take it, good, but if they don’t… Your lover’s smile as he tells you to walk away for a bit is anything but comforting.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It most likely happened in a moment of stress, completely unexpected for the two of you. Maybe you were in a dangerous situation, injured or arguing with him. It’s hard to control one’s words while upset, so he probably slipped up.

In reality, Scaramouche thought of ignoring his feelings, he hated the fact that you made him feel such warmth with just a look, as well as pure fear when you did something reckless. Unless his mouth is faster than his brain, he wouldn’t confess. He would, however, give it a chance if you took that step.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He usually calls you by your name, or a short version of it if it’s on the longer side. He tends to call you “dummy” sometimes, or “idiot” if he knows you don’t mind too much. Your lover doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you, but he’s not the most vocally affectionate.

In private, during nights where his mind is plagued with thoughts and he can’t help but chase after your touch for a reminder that you’re by his side, he calls you “love”. A simple nickname, but one that also describes his feelings for you at the same time. You might also hear him calling you “dear” or “darling” when he’s especially relaxed.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Scaramouche isn’t very romantic, mainly because he doesn’t really know much about romance. But, he’s willing to try if it makes you happy. A romantic dinner, walking side by side under a sea of stars, watching the sunset together… Tell him what you’d like.

You’ll have to be the one to think about what to do though, if you’d prefer something creative. He’ll go for safer options if you’d let him, at least the first few times. And, even though he would never admit it, he started enjoying the romantic gestures after a while. He may surprise you by getting you your favorite flowers or snacks from time to time, acting like he didn’t actually search for something to make you smile.

glazemeda 2022

[bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky]

Spooky Season | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Hi! Happy September 1st AKA HAPPY HALLOWEEN SEASON! 💀👻🎃

Warnings: none! fluff! me being overly excited about Halloween!

Bucky reflexively pulled the knife he kept hidden in his boot. Someone he didn’t recognize launched themselves at him just as he opened the door to the apartment you shared. This was his biggest fear. A Hydra holdout. A vengeful victim. Someone coming for him- for you- in the home you shared.

But as he tried to take down his assailant, he heard you squeal with laughter.

“Happy Halloween!”

Bucky took a second to refocus. It was then he realized that his attacker was actually a dummy- a simple, plastic skeleton. He sighed with relief and quickly sheathed his knife. Embarrassed.

You brushed the skeleton to the side and wrapped Bucky in your arms.

“Ugh, I’m sorry, babe. I thought that would be a silly, spooky little prank…” You took his face in your hands and swept your thumbs over his cheekbones. “It was a bad idea.”

Bucky pulled your hands from his face and positioned them behind his neck instead. He knew you just how much you loved Halloween. How much you loved the entire spooky season. And while it wasn't his favorite time of year, if it made you smile, he liked it too.

He kissed you long and deep. You’d taken his breath away, and now he wanted to return the favor.

“So, it’s Halloween now, huh? I thought that wasn’t until the end of October…”

“Welllll, the Halloween season starts September first!”

You flashed him a jack-o-lantern grin. This was how things worked in your house. Every year in September first, your mom declared it “Halloween season.” Together, the two of you would decorate the house from floor to ceiling. And each year, things got more elaborate. She instilled in you a love for Halloween. And you kept the tradition alive.

“Oh, yeah? That wasn’t on my calendar,” Bucky teased.

He loved your passion. Your sense of whimsy. There was something so freeing about your light-hearted spirit. He was always so burdened. So weighed down by his past. But you were a welcome breath of fresh air. A warm breeze on a cold night. And even though he wasn’t the biggest fan of Halloween, he adored your commitment to the things you loved.

“You wanna give me a tour then? Show me all your hard work?” Bucky asked.

Another excited squeal pierced the air as you took him by the hand. Orange lights and fake cobwebs lined every doorway. A patch of plush Jack-o-lanterns sat in front of the fireplace. A garland of spiders hung from the mantle. And that was just the beginning.

“Okay, so we’ve got some fun, spooky pillows and blankets for the couch,” you said. And Bucky’s eyes popped wide open at your definition of “some”. There were skeleton pillows and bat blankets. A small army of plush ghosts. And a stuffed black cat with a collar that read “Binx”.

“Wow, looks cozy. I might have to...” With that, he tackled you to the couch and pulled a yelp from your chest. “Yup! It’s very cozy, just as I thought,” he said as he sunk into the pillows. He held you tight to his body and reveled in your warmth. He could’ve stayed there for days.

“Cozy and spooky,” you corrected, poking him in the chest. “Don’t forget spooky.”

“Of course, doll. My bad.”

You shot him an affectionate eye roll as he reached for the candy bowl on the coffee table.

“Great tour, doll. Absolutely loved it.” He tore into a Twix and gave you the first bite.

Obviously, there was more to see. But how could he resist eating candy and cuddling with his best girl? If this was what the Halloween season brought, he wasn’t going to complain.

But before he had the chance to enjoy his candy, you yanked him from the couch. Were you always this strong? Had you always been able to pull him around like a rag doll? Or did the Halloween season make you more powerful?

“So, as you’ve discovered, we’ve got a fully stocked candy bowl,” you said. “And a bunch of little decorative witch plates in case you’re feeling fancy.”

Finally, he popped the candy into his mouth.

“Oh, and I have more candy locked and loaded for when you inevitably finish this by next week.”

You swiped your thumb over his lip, ridding his skin of a rogue string of sticky caramel. And just as you tried to pop your thumb into your mouth, he snatched your hand from the air. His lips wrapped around your finger and cleaned the caramel from your skin, sending goosebumps up your arm.

"Jesus Christ, you're a fiend," you shot him an eye roll before planting a firm kiss to his lips.

The tour resumed as you tugged on his arm once again, dragging him toward the kitchen.

“And here we have my impressive collection of Halloween cookie jars,” you said as you rounded the corner. A ceramic skull, jack-o-lantern, and witch's hat sat on the counter. “They’re all full of Halloween Oreos right now, but I’m gonna make some Halloween cookies tomorrow.”

Bucky stole an Oreo from the skull and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. He loved seeing you so excited- and anything that urged you to fill the apartment with snacks was fine by him.

“And I’ve got these salt and pepper shakers that look like ghosts, and- Oh!" You held up a few small plated, "Look! They're Ouija boards!”

“They're perfect,” he laughed. “Now I can summon demons while we eat dinner.” You delivered a light punch to his arm. He faked an agonized groan.

The entire apartment was bathed in Halloween spirit, as though you’d dunked it in a can of black and orange paint. Ghosts, witches, mummies, and werewolves sat in every corner and adorned each room. Fall scented candles filled the space with autumn air. And the tv sat paused on Scream. For you, this was the most wonderful time of the year.

“Ooh, candy corn!” Bucky reached into a glass jar shaped like a ghost and nabbed a handful. He dumped it in his mouth, and almost choked when he saw your horrified expression.

“What?”

“Ew, Buck...”

“What?”

“Candy corn is gross," you scoffed, "It's just for decoration!”

“Huh? Candy corn is delicious!”

You didn’t care that Bucky was the ex Winter Soldier. You didn’t care that he’d killed people. But liking candy corn was almost unforgivable.

“Wow, you think you know someone.” You narrowed your eyes at him. It was a betrayal, an offense to your sensibilities. “You’re skating on thin ice, Barnes.”

He pelted you with a piece of candy corn, “More for me then, dollface.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. He did the same, his mouth tinged orange. “Show me the rest, baby,” he said, his cheeky mood dissipating. This Halloween stuff meant a lot to you, and he wanted to show his appreciation for all your hard work.

He could tell by your messy hair and mismatched outfit that you’d been decorating all day. And he knew you worked extra hard to get it done before he got home. You loved surprising him. And making his home a welcoming, cozy space sat at the top of your priority list. He deserved fun Halloween decor and over the top Thanksgiving feasts. Obnoxious Christmas lights and lovey-dovey Valentine’s Days. He’d missed so much, and you wanted to make up for it.

An instant smile stretched across your face. “I have to show you the best part!”

You made Bucky promise to stay in the kitchen with his eyes closed. This was it- the pièce de résistance. The thing you’d been excited about all day. Was it silly? Yes. But you knew Bucky would love it. You grabbed your surprise from the bedroom and did your best to keep it concealed.

“Okay… open!”

Bucky removed his hand from his eyes and burst into laughter. But the laughter melted into an "awwwwww."

There in your arms sat Alpine, dressed in a little witch costume. She bonked her head against your hand and twirled her tail around your wrist.

“Oh my god- Alpine!” Bucky scratched under her chin. She purred for him and gave his hand a budge, asking for more pets. “I’ve never seen a cuter witch.”

“Well, I won't tell Wanda you said that," you teased.

Bucky shot you a roll of his eyes and kept giving Alpine the affection she

"She kinda fought me on the hat," you said, admiring Alpine's costume, "but now I think she likes it.”

Alpine pawed at Bucky, needy for his attention. This all felt so strange to him. So other-worldly. Only a few years ago, he’d been trapped in his own mind. He was abused. Miserable. Broken. And now, he stood in the kitchen of the home he shared with his incredible girlfriend. He had a home. He had someone who loved him. And he had a tiny white cat wearing a Halloween costume.

“Okay- you’ve convinced me,” He pulled you close and sandwiched Alpine between your bodies. “Halloween is the best season.”

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If you're going to do mint, what you want to do is make a mint simple syrup.

Basically you want to cook down sugar, mint leaves, and water into a thick syrup. Then strain it and add it to your hot brewed tea before pouring over ice.

All true Southern sweet tea is made with simple syrup, rather than mixing sugar directly into the tea (it keeps the sugar suspended throughout the tea without it sinking to the bottom as it chills). So infusing the simple syrup with mint, lemon, honey, peaches, raspberries, etc is pretty common.

Lipton, Tetley, Nestea, and other "cheap" black teas are ideal for sweet tea or unsweetened iced tea because they are made with a blend of black tea cultivars, all of which are selected because they hold up to long, hot steeping. You can boil them and not affect the flavor. They are tea for dummies (affectionate).

If your tea leaves are going to release too much tannin too quickly in the steeping process, it's not good for iced tea. You need to brew your tea very strong so it doesn't lose flavor when you ice it down. If it goes bitter after two minutes (looking at you, Earl Grey) it is going to make crap iced tea. It will either be too weak or too bitter. You can try to compensate with more tea bags and shorter steeping time or lower water temperature, but unless you're making a single serving, it's kind of ridiculous.

Your more delicate teas like white teas are going to be utterly bland iced, no matter how long you steep them. It's a waste of money and tea.

Green teas can be done, and were actually the dominant tea used in sweet tea until WWII. When using green tea, it's usually better to go with a lower temperature and longer steep. With green tea, temperature is extremely important - you absolutely cannot let it get anywhere near a simmer. It will be ruined. Low and slow is key.

Rooibos (red tea) is actually a different plant altogether and doesn't go bitter when steeped long, so it makes a delightful iced tea - especially with a little fruit or vanilla added.

The point of iced tea is to make massive amounts at one time, so you're only heating up the stove once to fill up your pitcher that will live in the fridge the next few days (see also lemonade, made by a similar method of simple syrup and squeezed juice).

You kind of have to think back to the time and place these methods originally came from (hot American South, late 1800s). Tea, ice, and sugar were all moving from the category of luxury items to more trendy for the upwardly mobile masses. So serving sweet tea became a show of hospitality (and it still is).

As tea, ice, and sugar became cheaper and more accessible to all classes and locations, it became an easy, refreshing cool drink to offer your neighbors on the front porch, farmers getting together for harvesting, big family gatherings, church potlucks, weddings, funerals, kids hot after playing outside all day, you name it. And thus it remains in huge swaths of the US today.

My grandma would make a big batch several times a week when I was a kid. She had two huge Tupperware pitchers one was brown and had the sweet tea and one was yellow and had unsweet. There was a smaller orange one that sometimes had koolaid. In other houses rather than unsweet tea, they'd also have a pitcher of lemonade (hence the makings of Arnold Palmers). But my family wasn't into lemonade, so we had twice the tea 😉

My grandma also always had a kettle on in the mornings, even in the heat of the summer, because she never started the day without a hot cuppa. But she'd turn off the stove by the time the day got too hot and then it was all iced tea after that.

Lipton tea is very good when iced and it’s also cheap as dirt and that’s why they put in the label that it’s America’s favorite tea because if there’s two things that Americans like it’s cold drinks and cheap food.

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May I request a yoru request where he is dating an agent reader and happens to be related by the one of the valorant agents. You can decide who should be they be related to.

Hi Deputy! Of course you can request sumn from me! Hope you like it!! ~Admin Hurricane

Warnings: none

Word Count: 680+

Genre: fluff

Pairing(s): Yoru x GN!Agent Reader

To this day, Yoru still has no idea as to how he fell for you, maybe it was your charming personality or the way you would answer his snarky remarks with your own, mans is smitten whether he wants to admit it or not.

Yoru misunderstood your interactions with Sova previously, disliking how close you seemed to be with Sova, only to be relieved upon finding out that you’re actually related to him lol

You two might not necessarily look alike but you guys have somewhat similar personalities, morals, and just the fact that you guys both have a strong sense of justice.

He knows Sova is your relative but there are just times when he can’t help but be jealous with how close the two of you are at times, and they way you work so effectively with him on the battlefield. Needless to say he just wants to be close with you like you are with Sova lol

more under the cut!

“Yoru?” you question him, as he grabs your hand in his pulling you along with him as the two of you exit the jet. Yoru says nothing as the pair of you walk down the long halls, your footsteps echoing against the floor. “Yoru!” you call his name more urgently, pulling him to a stop in front of your room. This snaps him out of his trance as he pauses to stare back at you, his expression unreadable. “Hey…talk to me,” you said, your brow furrowed with concern as you pressed a hand to his cheek, stepping closer to him, “What’s bothering you? I can tell from the way you’re acting.” He leaned into your hand, his eyes narrow and smoldering. “Fine, I was jealous alright? It’s no big deal,” he grumbled. Despite his words, he pulled you into his arms, wrapping them around your waist as he buried his face in the space between your neck and shoulder. “Jealous over who? Come on dummy,” you laughed incredulously, scanning your hand on the wall panel, opening the door to your room granting you access inside. You tugged him inside, sitting him down on the bed. Yoru settled his head in your lap as you leaned back against the headboard, smiling gently while you ran your hands through his hair.

You hummed softly, gazing down affectionately at him, “Well? Are you going to answer my question, or are you just going to keep me in the dark hm?” you questioned him, brushing a strand of his hair out of his face. Yoru huffed impatiently, looking up at you, his eyebrows knitted together. “I want you to spend time with me like you do with….with Sova.” he mumbled, “I don’t think that it’s fair that you’re always off training with him and not with me.”

“Oh ‘Ru,” you giggled, pressing a hand to your face to stifle your laughter, “You know you’ll always be first for me, so don’t be like that. I’ll always put you first. I just haven’t seen Sova in a long time, so in a way, we’re kind of…reconnecting. But if you wanted my attention you just had to say so, you didn’t need to go out of your way to just have me to yourself.” Yoru scowled up at you, grabbing your hands and effectively stilling your movements. “All of these idiots keep trying to take your attention away from me, is it selfish of me to just want your attention on me?” You sighed softly, leaning over to press a kiss to his forehead, “Well of course it’s not. But can you forgive me if I make it up to you now?”

“Fine….but you best prepare yourself because I’m not letting you go anytime soon,” he grumbles, pulling you down spooning you from behind, his face pressed into your shoulder. “Ack Yoru!” you yelp, caught off guard by him suddenly pulling you down, but melting into his embrace, laughing softly. “You’re being awfully clingy tonight you know that right?” Yoru scoffs softly, holding you closer. “Shut up and just stay with me alright?”

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to the dearest anon who requested 3 letters for eren before i was struck down from my blog like hephaestus was struck down from olympus: i dont remember exactly which ones they were? but i'm pretty sure it was these three. im so sorry anonnie. (if youre seeing this, send an ask confirming/correcting me pls <3 i wanna make sure i got your request correct!) also this is the last one i received so if you requested something please send it over this way instead of my old blog.

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

He is so very affectionate. Eren feels like he needs to constantly remind you he loves you. It makes him feel safe and comforted, plus Eren has like... an excess of love for you that he needs to get out and the easiest way to let it out is by hugging and kissing you. Kinda like a dog when they run around because they haven't been walked.

Everyone knows you two are together because he is no stranger to PDA. The only people he kinda tones it down in front of is Mikasa, Historia, and maybe Annie (this annoys Armin to no end, he has to watch Eren snuggle you and do all this embarrassing stuff and the most Mikasa has to see is hand holding). He still tells every story of his love life to Historia though, and in exchange he has to listen to her talk about how cute Ymir is.

Honestly his affection levels start to go down the longer he knows you because he learns to become more subtle. Like when you first start dating he's throwing an arm around your waist and clinging to you like a koala while you study so you can pay attention to him (except he's not a koala he's a 6 foot something ripped dude and he's heavy!!!! And annoying!!! Bro chill!!!!!) but once you guys have been dating for a while he can just lay his head in your lap or be near you while you study in silence. He still loves you he's just less loud about his affection, more subtle and personal.

Eren likes routines and normalcy in his relationships. If you guys always hold hands to go to the dining hall for lunch, he expects you two to do that. If you forget he is freaking out. Kinda like how no matter how much he loves Jean he acts like he doesn't. The guy is like a brother to him but he feels like it's weird for them to stop bickering.

Also has a tendency to brag about you. Social media posts, casual conversation, showing someone something on his phone and making sure to unlock it in front of them so they can see a cute photo of you two, bringing up "my partner did-" in every conversation. Lowkey annoying but at the same time everyone finds it cute.

Kinda off topic but he is so annoying about you not saying I love you back or calling him like bro or anything that doesn't denote affection. If he says I love you and you don't say I love you back he will act like you stabbed him right there. If you call him bro or dude (he makes an exception sometimes if you kiss him after you say it because that is not like... bro, bro, that's like, bro [romantically]) he will not respond. He is your lover! Treat him as such. It also helps him stay grounded in the fact that you love him back.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Always there for you, no matter what you need. Selfless in his own very Eren way, which usually includes excessive amounts of impulsiveness and stupidity.

"You like so and so? Well why haven't you told them? I'll tell them, they like you back I just know it!"

You have to rush to get him to stop because he does not think before he acts. He tends to think in the long term which can be really irritating, but it's also quite adorable and honestly 99.9% of the time it works out, disregarding a couple bumps in the road.

Will listen to you talk about things you like even if he doesn't care for them. He finds it kind of his duty.

Good at keeping promises, he just takes a long time to do them. If he promises you french fries you'll get them it'll just be like 3 years later.

If you are Eren's friend and you like him don't even try to like... guess if he likes you back because he does not change at all when he starts to crush on someone. If you relationship starts off as flirty and he decides he doesn't really like you as much as he thought, he still flirts with you, it's just joke flirting now. If you guys start off as normal friends and he falls for you, he'll never try to flirt with you or anything. His life is already hectic enough, so he relies on his friendships and relationships for a sense of serenity. Despite this he has a tendency to fall for his friends so he's got it real rough.

Will never confess to you if you guys have a friends to lovers sort of arc. You've got to bear that burden. He can't even imagine losing you or making things awkward between him.

Enemies to lovers with Eren Jaeger means he will call you an idiot on your wedding day and then say I do 4 seconds later.

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

god this is my shit

I feel like I'm just a broken record at this point but he's so passionate in his kisses. Like his love for you is all flowing out at once and he cannot stop it.

Kinda like fireworks. Fast and loud and colorful and one after another.

Teeth clacking. If you wear glasses they're gonna poke him. Awkward nose bumping that he laughs about before kissing you on the nose to make it all better.

He's kinda a rough kisser but it feels anything but rough. Like he's not particularly gentle with you or anything but it doesn't hurt at all it's just a lot all at once. Also he's a biter. They're not hard or painful bites but like he will chomp you on the neck while kissing you.

Likes neck kisses, literally just sit in his lap and let him nibble and kiss your neck while he hugs you really tight and his day is complete. Also likes kissing you on the lips but that's just a given. Those two are his go-to spots but honestly he will kiss you anywhere. Your chest, forehead, cheeks, thighs, stomach, whatever. He's not picky.

Likes to lay his head between your thighs and lean over and kiss them or blow raspberries on them.

Often says "I just wanna kiss you right now." or "Kiss me, dummy." or "Gimme kith." So so kissstarved help the poor man.

When you first start dating he tries to like plan out how to have an amazing first kiss with you and then it's just like completely ruined by his adrenaline and impulsivity. Like he was gonna take you out for dinner, walk you by the pier, kiss you by the moonlight, yada, yada, yada, but actually he just like got really excited at winning in an arcade game and went for it.

When he forgets to shave his stubble is so scratchy but unless you seriously get annoyed with him he will not stop kissing you just to shave you just have to deal with it. The more you complain the more he will bother you with it. He tends to stay clean shaven though.

Even as he grows "less affectionate" the longer you guys are together he will still take solace in kisses, they just become a bit slower and longer. He still has his moments of his inner fire sign coming out to just smother you but he's mellowed out quite a bit as you guys continue to be together.

EREN JUST REALLY LIKES KISSES OKAY I REST MY CASE