#back tickles ftw

[featherlight-touches]

saw that ask abt ticklish backs and now LISTEN TO ME

idk if yk what im talking abt you can probs search it up but there’s this game kids play it’s like the “shiver game” or like “giving you the shiveries” or wtv it’s called and basically they do these nursery rhymes but it’s basically just tickling your back and IMAGINE THIS

xiao knows nothing of stupid childish games, so obvi he had no idea what it meant when aether (or whoever you like as his partner) wanted to “give him the shivers?” so he let him do as he pleased and OH. EM. GEE.

he’s cackling and squealing and squirming and writhing for his LIFE. he CANNOT HANDLE IT AT ALL. and he’s just having the life tickled and teased out of him and RAHHHHH

omg i can’t i love him and i love ticklish backs

oh yes! I think I know what you're talking about, we had a game similar to this back in my school days. It was called "Line, dot, electric shock" which kinda had the same idea?? INSPIRED. had to write a little something with that idea, yoink.

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“Wanna play a game?”

Aether’s question admittedly caught Xiao off guard, their comfortable silence interrupted. The traveller had come to visit Liyue during Lantern Rite and as always, he managed to save some time to spend with the Conqueror of Demons.

Xiao raised a brow in curiosity. “A game?”

“Yeah! I assume you’re familiar with the concept?” Aether chuckled.

Xiao huffed, his eyes looking away to the landscape in front of them. The balcony of Wangshu Inn always provided a vast and beautiful view of Bishui Plain. “Don’t be ridiculous, of course I am.”

“Is that a yes?”

Xiao looked back to see Aether’s head tilt and couldn’t help but find this annoying action to be endearing to witness.

“What is the game you wish to play?”

“It’s just a little thing I wanted to try. It’s called Line, dot, electric shock!” Aether beamed, but Xiao only stared in complete confusion.

“I’ve never heard of that.”

“Then allow me to demonstrate!” Aether moved himself so that he stood behind Xiao, the adeptus looking over his shoulder and making a small, confused sound at when Aether pushed the long fabric of his clothes out of the way. “Ready?”

“For what?”

“The game! It goes like this; Line,” the sudden contact of Aether’s finger dragging down the bare skin between Xiao’s shoulder blades startled an embarrassing noise from the adeptus, stunning them both into silence. “You good?”

“I didn’t…” Xiao cleared his throat. “I wasn’t aware that you would be touching me. Please be cautious when doing so. My karmi-”

“Yes, yes, I know, Xiao. You don’t have to worry,” Aether gave a reassuring smile over Xiao’s shoulder which didn’t quite put him at ease, but it was a start. “Now, lets try again. Line,” Aether’s finger dragged down Xiao’s back again, he twitched slightly at the unusually ticklish touch, surprised at how much it tickled.

“Dot.” When Aether’s finger reached the small of his back, he poked a single dot right in the centre. Xiao couldn’t help the small huff of laughter that escaped his lips, hoping it went unheard as the ticklish feeling intensified.

“A-Aether, I don’t think this-”

“Electric shock!” Aether unleashed a frenzied tickle attack upon Xiao’s back, his fingers dancing and scribbling all over his skin. Xiao burst out laughing, unable to contain the mirthful sounds as he tried to squirm away from Aether’s fingers.

Aether’s fingers didn’t leave Xiao’s back no matter how much he squirmed, they seemed to be attached, tickling mercilessly all over the yaksha’s sensitive skin. He could hear Aether’s laughter along with his own, which only increased the heat rising to his cheeks.

“I didn’t know you were this ticklish, Xiao,” Aether’s smile was sickly sweet in contrast to the torture he was putting the Yaksha through. “This must be your spot, huh?”

“Stahahap!” Xiao gasped, feeling two index fingers dig into the spots where his wings would be, and a loud laugh was startled from him. “NOHOT THEHERE!”

Xiao’s squirms increased dramatically, to the point where Aether could no longer hold on and before they knew it, both tumbled onto the wooden floor below them. Xiao gasping for breath as Aether lay on top of him, giggling.

“Did you have fun?”

“T-That… was awful.”

“Aw, come on! I think you enjoyed it,” Aether laughed, letting his fingers scribble playfully one last time to steal another giggle from the adeptus before finally relenting. “You definitely laughed a lot.”

“Hmph.”

Xiao would never admit such a thing, but Aether just took that as confirmation that he did enjoy it and leaned down to place a gentle kiss upon the abused shoulder blades, earning another quiet gasp from Xiao.

He kept his face hidden from Aether, not wanting to expose his now blushed face. He had gone through enough embarrassment for one day.  

[sicc-nasti]

THANK YOU sm for drawing Pinch!!! Maelstrom clown win!!!!!

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[sweetadonisbutbetter]

Hellooo. Could I have scenarios of soft Adam? Anything is fine, just possible moments where he’s being soft for reader? Maybe it’s late at night or something? Or maybe it’s early in the morning and he doesn’t wanna get up? Just some prompts just so I’m not being too vague

Thank you!

I DID NOT FORGET MY ADAM PEOPLE- getting other fandom works in there teehee these are so cute tysm for ur request!! apologies if its short 💞💞 also tan/brown adam ftw!!!!! 💯💯💯

Fade into you | Adam x GN! Reader

Relationship: Romantic Warnings: None!

It was a common thing to have lazy mornings with your husband. Especially if he had to do something later in the day, he would spend most of his morning cuddling up next to you while you attempt to push him off. Not that it ever worked, and he always showed up late to his events anyway. 

“What’s five more minutes? Not like they will miss me.”

“Baby, they are hosting your party.”

“Ahh who needs that when I have you?” Was what he always said before sinking further into your chest. 

It seemed that today was no different. You awoke to a weight on your chest and hands under your shirt. Already knowing who it is, you place a hand on your husband's hair and comb through it with your fingers. He hums, giving your sides a squeeze for a moment. You tug on it slightly, making him groan and you laugh a little. 

“Is there anything on the agenda today?” You ask him, just as you do every morning. He says nothing, just humming as his hands move under you to your back. You giggle at the feeling of his fingers brushing against your soft spots, hoping Adam doesn’t take advantage of his weight on you. To your relief, he doesn’t, just fully holding you. He shifts a bit, getting comfortable between your legs before once again resting fully on you. You tug at his hair once again, a way of asking him to answer.

“No.” He gruffs, putting his face further into your neck.

“No? Are you sure? If I call Lute, she would tell me the same thing?” He smacks his teeth and bites back.

“There is no need to call danger tits. There is nothing happening today.” You pull your hands up in mock defeat.

“Sorry. You normally lie about these things.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Honey, you literally missed a meeting with Sera and Emily once because you would rather be in bed than do anything else.” You coo, combing his hair again. You feel him take a deep breath as he removes his head from your neck, now looking at you. 

“Try being dead for all of humanity.” You roll your eyes and boop at his nose. 

“While I may not have been dead for as long as you and Eve have old man, I am still pretty old compared to the newer saints.”

“Winners.” 

“No. That is a dumb name. I will never be called or call the others winners.” You argue. 

“No? Are you sure?”

“Positive.” You affirm, before feeling Adam attack your sides, tickling you. You shriek in shock before devolving into laughter. You try to escape, however it proves futile as Adam is on top of you. 

“What are we called?” He asked, still tickling you. Through your peals of laughter, you shout out,

“SAINTS!” Adam mimics an incorrect buzzer sound as he starts to now get at your tickle spots faster. With the feeling of tears gathering in your eyes, your cheeks and tummy hurting, you can’t help but give in to his stupid demands. “F-Fine! We are c-called winners- STOP AH-”

He stops at your hasty white flag, a smug smirk on his face. Catching your breath, you look at your husband. His brown hair was a mess, just as it always was. His tan skin looked wonderful in the heaven light that peaked through your window. It seemed that he was also admiring you, as his smirk began to soften into a small smile, a look of utter fondness and love in his eyes. You wonder if you had a similar look on your face. Rather than ponder it any longer, you pull Adam down by his shirt for a kiss. He lets out a gasp at the suddenness of your grab before sinking into the kiss. Your hands fly to his face as his hands go down to your sides, lightly passing the tickle spots he has abused previously. You giggle a little into the kiss, before pushing his face away.

“I seriously hope you had nothing important today. You don’t have a choice now but to stay with me.”

“Babe, I would stay with you for eternity.” He says, his voice soft, the voice he reserved for you and you alone. You smile and pull him into another kiss.

loll i was going to joke that this was the one year Adam forgot the extermination.

[hotjaneaustenmenpoll]

Semi-Final Two

Propaganda...

Mr Knightley (2009):

Johnny Lee Miller as Knightley is JUST SO. I mean the way he says "if I loved you less I might be able to talk about it more" IS JUUUST. The dance scene. The tentative shy smiles. The fact you can see in his eyes the entire time " I am completely in love with this woman. She'll never love me back BUT I DO NOT CARE I'LL LOVE HER FROM A DISTANCE ANYWAY" IS JUUUUUUST

We need to appreciate Mr Knightley more for both his snark and for those soft eyes just so full of love for Emma

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I was just going to send in the actual dance but the little panic he has when Emma says she knows his secret is just soo charming. There was some thread on twitter a few years ago about how a romcom man's most important quality is knowing how to look at a woman and JLM is just the master of it in this Emma

I really feel like the pictures say it all. He stands there, head tilted to one side. He is listening to you. His posture is relaxed. His gaze open, frank, candid. He's not trying at all. He just is.And that's why he is Knightley.

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Some propaganda, not just for Jonny Lee Miller, but the general interpretation of 09 Knightley. I have some excerpts here from my review of the 09 adaptation:

What I really think is great about the 2009 interpretation of Mr. Knightley is what an easy and comforting presence he is, without being apologetic when he scolds Emma. I think this is communicated especially well by how often we are actually shown Mr. Knightley taking his almost-daily walks to Hartfield, how smoothly he comes and goes, and how happy Emma is every time she sees him coming up the path (usually, just at the perfect moment when she needs something to put her back to rights.)

Here is Emma, feeling lonely after Miss Taylor's wedding. And in the background, walking up to Hartfield--there's Knightley. He's always been there for her, and he always will be.

And also this Mr. Knightley is as understated as ever, but I wanna highlight this outfit and why I love it: This is Knightley’s first appearance in the series and it’s the perfect establishing shot that shows the viewer everything they need to know about Emma and Knightley’s relationship and how it has always been. He sort of materializes, out of focus in the background, but Emma immediately knows he’s there. And to accentuate how much Knightley is part of her home and scenery, his clothes (similar shades of pale tan, white and minty green to the wall behind him) almost camouflage him and make him seem at one with the moulding of her home.

Additionally, Jonny Lee Miller captures Knightley’s playful qualities, and his exasperation is so endearing

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I can’t be the only one tickled by this Knightley’s frustration with Emma! JLM FTW!

Jonny Lee Miller is mesmerizing in any role he inhabits. It’s 2009 Knightly all the way.

no but can you actually go vote for mr knightley he was FOUNDATIONAL for 16 year old me my favourite portrayal of my favourite austen man cannot fall at this hurdle!!!

He is my ultimate Austen Dream Man, I'm with him until the end. Honestly this adaptation is my very favorite of them all (P&P 1995 is a VERY close second) because it made me fall in love with Emma as a story? Honestly no other adaptation or indeed even my reading of the book made me love it quite as much. My crush on JLM goes back to 1995 and I do think he is one of the better actors of his generation - his range alone is just impeccable. The fact that he can go from Sick Boy to Mr. Knightley to Sherlock to Jordan Chase is really something. Of all the actors I know, his range is the most impressive. But i love how bright and sunny this adaptation is. The colors, it is as vibrant as Emma should be! The Kate Beckinsale Emma is dark and terrifying to me, not at all suitable an adaptation. I like the Paltrow Emma a lot, but it's got the same issue the 2005 P&P has for me -- it's just too short. This is tonally just right, and the casting is lovely, and JLM is just at his dashing best. His face is so expressive, he is so capable of communicating so much without saying a word. His open jealousy of Frank Churchill is delightful to watch. His face when Emma tells him his secret is out at the ball! JLM is maybe the most underrated actor of his generation and I LOVE that he has been multiple Austen heroes. I maintain that in a future adaptation of Pride & Prejudice, an older JLM would make an EXCELLENT Mr. Bennet. He would convey the right amount of grumpy but fond beautifully.

Look. Do people realize JLM hates wearing period clothing AND hates dancing? And yet in Emma he's sashaying around in pink jackets looking amazing and is THAT convincing? That's called BRILLIANT ACTING!!

A tiny bit of Mr Knightley 2009 propaganda but I love that they put in that bit from the book where he looks like he's going to kiss Emma's hand when he's saying goodbye but then he hesitates and doesn't and I just...it's such a tiny detail but conveys so much!

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It’s the only Emma adaptation that really hits the romance notes well. Knightley’s crowning moment of awesome really feels like it (when he rescues Harriet from humiliation) and his subsequent dancing with Emma does make you feel a shift in their relations. Love this adaptation. - This Knightley and Emma in particular are equals. They quarrel, not because he’s telling her off, but because they can have an argument because they know each other, trust each other and care about each others opinions, and there is never a sense of domination of one over the other. This adds so much fire to the romance, and it’s so unusual for a romance of that era (or even one written today!!). - Emma is rich, clever and beautiful and as powerful as a woman of her age and situation could be at the time and she married Knightley for no other reason but because he’s her best friend and his company for the rest of her life will enrich her. - He even leaves his house to move in with her!

Captain Wentworth (1995):

Ciaran Hinds has that perfect ruggedness yet friendliness to his face that makes him the perfect charming Wentworth. And all of the longing that he manages to convey in his eyes is so hot.

Wentworth may be angry/resentful with Anne but in general he is charming and the best friend you could ever have. Ciaran gets the pleasant parts of his character and brings them out, while keeping a guarded coolness (protective camouflage) with Anne.

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I dunno if this counts as propaganda or not, but Ciaran Hinds has a face that looks like it was jackhammered out of a shale cliff.

If a line like 'I am half agony...half hope' comes out of a face like that you know that man has a soul for poetry.

I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in

F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father's house this evening or never.  

This is propaganda for the next round because I need my boy to be a finalist! But this letter is all the persuasion I need to know that he is a winner

Ciarán Hinds in this is a whole other level of "a good man" He makes Anne's decision at the end so much more perfect.

[ticktockmyclockworkhart]

I don't really think of any modern AUs for red dead for some reason, idk, I have modern AU thoughts for any other piece of media that takes place in the past but for some reason I just can't separate these guys from the old west for the life of me

BUT the one modern AU thought I had and that I have very frequently is the thought of the entire Van Der Linde gang going to disneyland. That thought just tickles me. Like

Tilly, Mary-Beth and Karen make it their mission to go meet every single disney princess and they also kidnap Arthur and make him go with them. But he actually ends up having a kinda fun time because he enjoys wonder and whimsy, doesn't mean every character interaction before they took pictures wasn't stiflingly awkward though. he mumbled the entire time and refused to do any whimsical poses for the pictures

Hosea and Dutch are camped out somewhere shady by the park entrance with everyone's bags and snacks and water to act as home base and collect all their idiots at the end of the day, the only time they move is when an employee runs up to them and asks if the exhausted man with the scars on his face who fell asleep on a bench in direct sunlight by splash mountain and may or may not be suffering heat stroke belongs to them and they have to go help John before the park calls an ambulance. They go on exactly one ride at night, the jungle cruise, with arthur and john. Hosea laughs at all the skipper's bad jokes and Dutch thinks the whole thing is fucking stupid

Susan is also camped out with them but she gets worried about everyone too often and keeps getting up to go to everyone's last known location to make sure they're alright, but at some point Sean tells her to go take a picture with the evil stepmother from cinderella because they look like twins so she just goes back to Hosea and Dutch and lets them fend for themselves

Lenny is genuinely having a fucking BLAST but is really embarrassed about it. He does get a picture with belle because she's his favorite disney princess (bookworms ftw) and he runs into Arthur there being held captive by the girls, they both rib each other about what brought them there later. After everything is said and done though he and Arthur totally go on some rides together

Sean WAS hanging out with Lenny but they got separated within like three minutes of entering the park because Sean kept wandering off so Lenny left him to fend for himself, but he actually stayed out of trouble the entire time, surprisingly. He just rode the carousel again and again for like 8 hours because he was piss drunk before he even got to the park (since you can't drink there) and if he closed his eyes it almost didn't give him motion sickness (he never considered the possibility that he could also just not ride anything? Or maybe go to where Hosea and Dutch said they'd be?)

John is living that one viral post where he sat on a bench and fell asleep from heat exhaustion, then woke up to his ice cream melted all over him and mickey mouse putting a cold towel on his forehead. He was there because Jack wanted to ride splash mountain btw and John was terrified of getting on

Kieran lived one of my magical disney park experiences, which was he went on one ride with the group and was feeling good about being included, but then he got off the ride and literally couldn't find a single person he rode with, so he's wandering the park aimlessly worrying if everyone just left him there (this is not exactly what happened to me btw. I went on a ride with an uncle who is no longer an uncle who had a tbi and so could act unpredictably some times, mostly by virtue of being incredibly spacy, he got out of line to go get a drink and when he came back the line had moved up a lot more so he just told me he'd meet me at the end of the ride. Then at the end of the ride I literally could not find him. I wandered the entire area for like twenty minutes realizing he'd wandered off somewhere before I finally gave up and reported it to my cousin who I kid you not was completely unfazed and told me not to worry about it, they'd find him eventually. I still felt so bad about it even after he turned up not even thinking twice about the whole thing)

Abigail is busy being a responsible mother to two children (her husband and also Jack), Jack is having the absolute time of his life and they've lost John about ten times because he's too scared to go on the rides and also too scared of the disney characters to join them for pictures so Abigail eventually gave up looking for him, Dutch and Hosea would find him and babysit him (they did)

Pearson is floating around between the different groups, he's got the big backpack with the snacks, water and sunscreen in it while Hosea and Dutch were holding onto whatever he couldn't carry. He's like pretty ambivalent about everything happening and is kinda just happy to be there, but he is hella interested in all the food vendors and taking notes on what everyone in the gang seemed to enjoy so he can try and make it himself later

Swanson got a little too silly before coming to the park and ended up stuck on the magic teacups ride because he couldn't process how to get off. He was at park lost and found for like two hours before Dutch and Hosea found him, only for him to end up stuck on the teacups AGAIN like an hour later

Sadie thinks this entire trip is fucking stupid and she exclusively sticks to the biggest thrill rides, spending most of her time in california adventure (is that part of the park still called that? it's changed so much since I've last been there), a few people who also enjoy thrill rides have tried accompanying her on her bender but she literally never takes a break and apparently can't get motion sickness

Bill is lost. He was pretty sure he was with Javier and the Marstons at first, but he lost them at some point and now he's stuck in the star wars land and doesn't know where the exit is, small children keep pointing at him and making wookie noises, and he really just needs a drink tbh

Javier has been EVERYWHERE. He has a plan and an itinerary, either keep pace with him or you're getting left behind (rip Bill). He finishes his schedule within like three hours and then goes to hang out with Sadie on her masochistic thrill ride loop before he has to tap out after like five thrill rides in quick succession. He started the day hanging out with the Marstons and Jack insisted he wear a pair of mickey mouse ears, so like the cool uncle he is he agreed and in every picture he's in he's standing there in bedazzled mouse ears with an extremely stoic expression on his face

Charles silently slinks off to critter country (is it still called that? idk how the park has changed) upon getting there because he wants to go see winnie the pooh. After a couple hours of wandering aimlessly and wanting to hit people who crowd too close to him he finds and joins Lenny and Arthur. They go on some rides and then go see winnie the pooh again. Tigger grabs Arthur by the hands and makes him bounce with him and Arthur is in such a whimsical mood and has been doing goofy shit around the park all day at this point that he actually enthusiastically participates. Charles considers it a 10/10 time

Micah was definitely not allowed into the park. 100%

Strauss didn't want to come to disneyland, he had work to do, and the entire gang tried their hardest but unlike several of the other gang members they were unable to force Strauss to join. Party pooper :(

Uncle is having a great fuckin time. He went onto the haunted mansion and just fell asleep and rode the loop until he was personally escorted off by staff because they were worried he died in his sleep or something

Trelawny is there!! They have not seen him for four months but he is there for some reason! Late into the night Arthur got onto the haunted mansion, turned to his left and Trelawny was just. there in the doombuggy with him

[fizzingwizard]

(pt 1)

I legit thought Little My was intentionally trying to sabotage Fuddler here because she's a gremlin. But she seems to have really thought Mymble would like the frog. Idk. It would work on her so why not try it on Mymble lol.

also Snufkin of all people wanting to "tidy up" (specifically wanting to tidy up LEAVES IN A FOREST) is sending me

eeeeeeiii the can houses are soooo cute look at them with their ladders and studded with shells! and the flower box!!!

hehe this came out of nowhere. I'm not sure, maybe my game was not working 100% correctly, because Moomintroll spoke veeeeery rarely while he followed me around, and nothing in particular prompted the sudden melancholy here.

It tickles me to imagine that at any given time they'll just be hanging out doing whatever and out of nowhere Moomintroll will start whining. "Snuuufkiiiin, I miss you :'<" "But Moomintroll I haven't gone any where?" "sorry I'm just so used to pining for you"

Snuf shuts him down lightning-fast lol.

TADA FROGGIE. I am with Little My here, I'd fall in love if given a frog. Especially a cute little neon dart frog!

Moomintroll in my game almost never talks, and when he does it's to be sad about Snufkin leaving, or to comment on weather. A scintillating conversationalist.

Wanted to talk to the spider :< Made him talk when I hit him with the bird... too bad there wasn't any spidery adventure this time

ugggh come on compulsive heteronormativity not now

I have literally never envied anyone for their jars. Did she mean jugs? Was this secretly innuendo? Lesbian Little My ftw

x'D Snufkin staring dumbfounded at the picture of Sebastian like "..." so funny I made him do it over and over and over

"i dont understand women. what does she see in him? I bet he doesn't even lift"

awwwww someone hug him. look even his flower is sad

Snuf's like "I've had enough of this romantic crap" lol. "when can i get back to my extremely unromantic farewell rendezvous with my best friend to camp out and watch firelies just the two of us, PLATONICALLY"

in sum a very simple yet fun little game, reminded me how much I enjoyed the original, and the autumn aesthetic was *chef's kiss.* I hope they make more like this, it was cute, brought in the comics, and perfectly Moominous in every way. my heart was healed <3

[shipmistress9]

Omg I'm so excited for all of these!

I will humbly ask for literally any of your riorgail prompts!

Riorgail - mast. Overst.

Riorgail - Ball Prompt

Riorgail - reciprocating

I want to know about them all but you pick which one you want to tell us about most! 😊🤭🖤

🥰 Thank you so much for this ask!

And I happy talk about them all. 😁 starting with the Ball Prompt because it's the only (more or less) sfw one. 😆

So, I don't really have anything written for this one, only a rough outline. I came up with this one before IF came out and we all (or was that just me? 😆) thought that all those who fought in Resson would be officially marked as traitors by Navarre, with Violet being the exception, pretending to have been tricked, and now works as a spy for the rebellion.

The idea behind this was that there would be some ball, maybe a mascarade, on neutral ground. And that would be where Violet and Xaden meet again after months of being separated, unexpectedly. And that they mustn't be seen together or Violet’s already crackling front would break entirely. They can't talk, mustn't even be seen looking in each other's direction, when a) they should use this opportunity to exchange information and b) really want nothing more than to dance with each other.

It's just these vibes of intense longing in a public place that would observe them thoroughly and the can't make even the slightest mistake, you know? 🥰 fun fact: i even already had planned out a dress foe Violet (which my 9yo drew a picture of for me) and was ecstatic when Violet actually wore a dress in IF. 😁

Now to the NSFWs

The mast. Overst. One was a kinktober short I originally planned to write, but that didn't really lead anywhere for me. It started with a similar setting as mentioned before, Violet alone in her second year at Basgiath and missing Xaden when she has to pretend she hates him. It boiled down to her fingerfucking herself while imagining being with Xaden.

But then it turns he was equally desperate for her and covertly made it into the forests around Basgiath (don't ask me how nobody notices Sgaeyl flying in 😆) He can't go into Basgiath, too dangerous, but hides right below her window. First, he just uses their mind connection and his shadows (shadow tentacles ftw 😇) to pleasure her. Later, he forms a shadow image of himself that let's him feel everything, too, so they can fuck 'for real'. And since they're so starved for each other, they go far beyond what they could usually take, don't want it to end. Basically just pure pwp/magical phone sex. 😆

My breathing hitches, and I press a hand to my mouth. “You’re really here? At Basgiath?”

“Yeah. I can’t risk being spotted, but at least…” A shadowy hand rises to my cheek, and I lean into his almost-touch, my eyes falling shut as I imagine it’s him for real. “Gods, I miss touching you. All the things I want to do o you…”

“Oh?” A smirk tugs at my lips. “What would you want to do?” 

I hear Xaden’s low laugh in my head, and the sound warms my heart. “Well, I’d start with kissing you. Fuck, those soft kissable lips, so tempting, even when you’re angry.”

I run my fingers over my lower lip and smile. “I want to kiss you, too,” I say, settling back onto my bed. “Want to feel your body on top of me, nearly crushing me, and feel your skin beneath my fingers, feel all of you.” 

I get the impression of Xaden cursing under his breath and grin. 

“If I were with you in your room now,” he all but purrs. “I’d kiss every bit of skin I can reach. I’d start with your fingertip, your knuckles, then your palms. Your wrists, all the way up to your shoulders. Your neck. Gods, I want to taste your neck again, feel your pulse thrum against my tongue. I’d kiss that spot below your ear, you know the one that tickles but in a different way.”

A pleasant shudder runs through my body at his words, imagining what he describes, that sharp sting of pleasure this one spot elicits. My fingers are a poor substitute for his mouth as I retrace his route, but they’ll have to be enough.

“And then I‘d kiss your mouth,” he continues. ”I’d only let my lips glide against yours at first, catching your breaths, before letting my tongue glide along yours. Moving with you, claiming every corner of your mouth.”

With my eyes closed, I follow his descriptions, my mouth moving along with imaginary lips. “If I had you here with me now,” I play along. “I’d have my fingers roaming through your hair. Scraping over your scalp. I’d suck on your tongue, teasing what I could do to your cock.”

“Fuck, Violet,” he groans. There’s a pause, and I imagine him pulling back to look at me, eyes blown wide with want. “What are you wearing?”

It’s an unnecessary question with how he could actually see me through his shadows, but I play along. “I’m still wearing my armour,” I reply truthfully. It became something of a habit. “Do you want me to take it off?”

“Yes.”

I smile at the breathless tone in his voice. “Do you want to watch?”

“Do you want me to?”

“Yes”

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Reciprocating is the only one from this list I actually plan to finish at some point. It's the night after the throne scene in IF. Violet pays Xaden back by sucking him off, taking her time to edge him and driving him a little insane with it. There's also some more talking and emotions involved.

Peppering the bulge in his underwear with light openmouthed kisses, I can’t help but grin at how he stirs beneath, how his breathing quickens, even in his sleep. I know the effect I have on him, he assured me many times. But seeing it so clearly, especially after his declaration earlier, still hits differently.

He’s mine. Xaden Riorson is mine, and not just for this night, not just within these walls. He’s mine, forever, just like I’m entirely his. No matter what happens, what other truths might wait for us, this will never change.

I keep nuzzling and fondling his cock and balls through his underwear until he’s hard and a tiny wet spot appears in the fabric. I’d expected Xaden to have woken up by now, but unless he’s more patient than I thought and a very good actor, he’s still asleep, only the occasional groan rumbling in his chest. Somehow, that thought makes another kind of warmth spread through my chest. That, even asleep, he knows and trusts me enough to not wake up, that there’s no need for him to defend himself. Even when I pull down his waistband enough to free his cock, his eyes stay closed, his body somewhat relaxed, only the softest of gasps falling off his lips as I wrap my fingers around him, stroking lightly.

With my lower lip tucked between my teeth, I watch Xaden as I move my hand along his length. Every rise of his chest as his breathing turns harsher, every twitch of his brows, how his lips move without forming words. My own pulse quickens when he hardens further in my grip, another drop of pre come forming at the tip. I’m tempted to lick it off but hold back for now, instead swiping my thumb over his head.

“Ngghh… Violet…”

I freeze at Xaden’s mumbled voice and glance back up at him, expecting to see his eyes open. But he’s still asleep, his head turned to the side, a low string of moans and gasps followed by my name again his only reactions. Is he… dreaming about me?

A slow grin spreads across my face. It’s not as if he hasn’t said so before, but this is still different. Further boosting my confidence Cat tried to crush so hard.

Aaand that's it. 😇 Again, thank you so much for this ask. Revisiting these unfinished stories was a lot of fun. And maybe the motivation I needed to write more.

[spnfanficpond]

New Member Spotlight - February 2024

The Pond is always growing and we want to make our new members feel welcome! Here’s a list of recent additions to our fishy family, along with a little info about them!

Guppies, Jellies, and Mutuals, oh, my!

enteselene (twitter) - This new member is cool and mysterious, but probably does not have a son named Fergus. Probably.

@disenchantedhalo -

Other SM names? - ghoulsnhalos (Discord), morgawse_hp (Twitter), GhoulsnHalos (AO3)

OTP? - Destiel

Other fandoms? - Bandom

Looking for in the Pond? - Have a space to share ideas on fics, writing, editing. Help me make better use of social media to promote fics etc.

Pairings you read? - novel-length Destiel

Genres you read? - Pretty much anything except sports AUs and crack. Tropes: Enemies to Lovers; Two-person love triangle

Favorite writer(s)? - JuniperJones (AO3)

What do you like to write? - Mostly explicit alternate universe with a happy ending. Range of lengths. These days I pretty much stick to writing for Bangs.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - Take Me Down

.@charliethealpaccaso -

Other SM names? - Same name on Discord

OTP? - Not sure as I tend to hop around.

Other fandoms? - Furry Transformation

Looking for in the Pond? - Looking for new transformation fics and meet some new friends

Something to signal boost? - Mellowfello on furaffinity.net

Pairings you read? - Now I think about it I hop around to more ship tags

Genres you read? - Fluff, Crack, and a small bit of Angst

@ryladante -

Other SM names? - Same name on Discord, Twitter, and AO3

OTP? - Destiel

Looking for in the Pond? - Help to get my writing back on track, some ideas to get me writing again.

Pairings you read? - Destiel ftw, lol.

Genres you read? - Angst, Smut. Even if it has a sad ending, I'll read it. I like pain in my stories. Tropes? Enemies to lovers, roommates who fall in love

What do you like to write? - Angsty, dark and suspenseful. I like pain and drama in my stories.

Masterlist!

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - I've never written Omega/Alpha stories. The idea intrigues me, but I wouldn't know where to start.

@dustlines - This new member is cool and mysterious and definitely was not seen breaking a seal to bring on the Apocalypse.

@deeranger -

Other SM names? - Deerangerfanart (Twitter), deerange (LJ), deeranger (Pillowfort)

OTP? - Sam/Dean and Wincest all the way

Looking for in the Pond? - Find new and interesting ppl and creations that tickle my fancy (I like dark and dead dove primarily) and I also hope to maybe find resources for my writing, maybe ppl to talk to and bounce ideas off of.

Something to signal boost? - My (often NSFW) fanart is scattered all over, primarily it's on my Twitter though at @DeerangerFanart. Also, I have my carrd where you can find all my social media accounts.

Pairings you read? - Wincest or anything bottom!Sam, really. I have a weakness for noncon Samifer. 3rd person pov is my preferred pov and I mostly read m/m but f/m is okay too. And hey, so are tentacles! 😂

Genres you read? - Noncon, angst, dead dove, smut, pwp, dark and smutty stuff in general. I like "problematic" stuff.

Favorite writer(s)? - BlindSwandive, AnOddSock, hunter_king, CleverUsernameHere, TammyRenH

What do you like to write? - Dark and angsty ones, mostly noncon bottom!Sam... Usually my fics are pretty dead dove.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - "Nothing Hurts Like the Truth", a Jess/Sam dubcon fic

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - I've never written a long fic. I'm currently trying though (at 74k as we speak) and I'd love some support and such on it and maybe advice if needed. I've never had the guts to try and write such a long fic. But now is the time! Also, I'd just like to get better at plotting out fics and such and get better at writing in general. That's my goal. Inspiration and practice!

@zepskies -

Other SM names? - Zepskies (Discord), Zeppelin_skies (AO3)

OTP? - Dean Winchester x Lisa Braeden

Other fandoms? - Actively writing for: The Boys, Big Sky, 10 Inch Hero, Smallville, Dark Angel

Looking for in the Pond? - A community of fellow writers/fandom enthusiasts. I like talking and sharing about the writing craft, mutual encouragement of ideas, just basically continuing what I've been doing on Tumblr.

Pairings you read? - Reader inserts, OC pairings

Genres you read? - Romance, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, comedy, drama. Favorite tropes: Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Meet Cute

Favorite writer(s)? - Ooh this is tough. I have many, but on Tumblr there's @waynes-multiverse, @deanwritings, @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior, @deanwinchesterswitch -- and many others that I follow and love their work.

What do you like to write? - Genre wise? Romance, fluff, smut, angst and hurt/comfort, soulmate AU and other AUs. I've also dabbled in A/B/O.

Masterlist! (AO3 Works list)

Most underappreciated fic? - Damned If I Do and Chico Malo

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - Well, while I'm primarily a Dean girl, I've toyed with the idea of a Sam Winchester soulmate AU, or a Sam Winchester series (which I sort of have outlined). Maybe for the soulmate AU, some brainstorming prompts would be fun and helpful! <3

That's all for this month, folks! (If we're missing anyone, let us know and we'll add them to next month's list!) Make sure to say hi to the newbies and make them feel welcome! Thanks to all from @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @spencereliotwinchester and @heavenssexiestangel!

[randomingoftherandomness]

Could I get a Shangzhi fic where one is having a bad nightmare and the other comforts?

A/N: I'm rewatching Episode 5 and absolutely re-swooning over the scene where Gege comes to the prison to pick up Didi. And the matching black robes with the gold embroideries? Unf. Couple clothes FTW.

Side note, I can tell that Yuanzhi's embroidery is of a lily, but what's the one on Shangjue's? Does anyone know? Inquiring minds wonder.

Enjoy the fic!

--

It comes in flashes.

The sight of his mother and younger brother dead at the door of their home. Shangjue's world is burning and the air is thick with the screams of the dead and dying. Someone calls his name and he turns to see a glimpse of a black robe disappearing around a corner. When he moves to give chase, he finds himself at the bottom of the prison steps, waiting with bated breath for a shade, a shadow.

And then.

In the clinic. The acrid smell of burning herbs, sweat, and the tang of blood. A hand so cold, so unnaturally weak, pressed between his own. How many more times will his weaknesses cause him to lose the ones he loves?

Gege...

It turns to pitch black. Then to daylight. A field of corpses lay around him. Faces of people he knows. Faces of those he can only half remember from a life ago. But one face. Shangjue frantically runs through the dreamscape, screaming without sound.

...ge!

He is in the throes of lovemaking. Body to body, tangled in ecstasy and passion. A kiss brushes over his lips and he gasps, pulling back to see Yuanzhi choking on a mouthful of blood, chest slick with red, eyes wide and fearful as he sobs--

Shangjue makes a grab for his knife the moment he crashes back into the world of the waking. Frantic jack-rabbiting heartbeats ring loud in his ears, and he kicks off, scrambling back and away.

"Gege, gege, hey hey, it's just me. It's just me, Ge."

Yuanzhi's face swims in front of him. He repeats himself, coaxing him softly until he lets Yuanzhi take the knife away from him.

"Ge, can I touch you?"

Shangjue's throat clicks on that swallow. Breath hitching, he holds out his arms. "Yes, of course, yes..."

Yuanzhi practically throws himself into Shangjue's embrace, climbing into his lap and wrapping his body around him. Shangjue welcomes the weight against his body. Holds on to the anchoring heat of him, the way he moves, breathes and feels so, so alive.

He reaches up to sink his fingers into Yuanzhi's hair. Tilting his head, he breathes him in, letting himself drown in the way Yuanzhi smells like himself and them all at the same time.

"I had a bad dream."

With gentle pats, Yuanzhi hums his understanding against the side of his head. His breath tickles against Shangjue's scalp. Wrapping his arm around Yuanzhi's waist, he allows himself a moment to reorient.

They're in his room. Still in the bedclothes they'd fallen asleep in. The watery silver of the moonlight slips in with the autumn chill.

They're alright. Yuanzhi is alright. The family is alright. There is no imminent threat to contend with. Shangjue is safe. They all are.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Yuanzhi asks.

Shangjue exhales, relaxing his hold on Yuanzhi enough to reach a hand to splay over his left breast. Keeping it there for a beat, he runs his touch up to his neck, brushing his thumb over his pulse point. Carefully, he traces the line up to Yuanzhi's jawline.

Caressing the corner of Yuanzhi's gentle smile, he shakes his head. "No," Shangjue says. "Not right now."

Yuanzhi nods, placing his own hand on Shangjue's chest. "What do you need?"

Curling his fingers, he dips in to press their brows together. Savouring the way their breaths mingle, he murmurs, "Just let me hold you?"

"Of course, you can," Yuanzhi huffs, tilting his head to carefully kiss him. "But if we could just move this to the bed, I think I'd be grateful."

The request is sudden enough to startle a bark of laughter from Shangjue. "Alright. Whatever my Didi wants."

[lost-in-the-shadows]

i would absolutely love to have a conversation with whatever gay intern wrote this description for the Lost Boys VHS back in 1987, because I have some thoughts:

the way it says "Sam likes comic books. Michael likes girls" seems to imply that Sam... doesn't like girls? canon gay Sam ftw!

The way Michael goes from liking girls to ghouls is so funny because the "ghouls" in question are just a bunch of hot vampire dudes. i mean, just say he's having his bisexual awakening and be done with it lmao

a+ vampire puns

"packed with heart-pounding terror, rib-tickling laughs and body-gyrating rock" i want that written on my tombstone

[softsnzstuff]

Eddie and Steve both are streamers. They're trying to do a challenge to see who sneezes the most. They're like both trying hard. Eddie wins but he can't stop sneezing . Steve is like comforting him and handing him Tissues or stuff cuz he can't watch his baby suffer.

Anyone who’d watched Steve or Eddie’s streams knew that they were both abnormally sneezy individuals. In the last stream, a debate had arisen about who sneezes more.

It was actually Steve who pitches the idea to a reluctant Eddie.

“We should put it to the test and they’ll stop talking about it. We could use that one perfume that Nancy can’t wear around us. And the girls could keep score.”

“I dunno man, this seems dumb.”

“If anything it’ll just be funny and we can laugh at it later.”

***

Now that they were live, Nancy and Robin were sitting behind the boys.

“Hey guys, we’re gonna settle the debate here and now. Nancy brought her perfume that Eddie and I are both pretty allergic to.” Steve introduced. “Nancy will count for Eddie and Robin will count for me.”

Oh my god

Wait is this a prank

Are they actually???

Robin butted in between the boys to get closer to the camera, “I’d like to set the record straight that I think this is a stupid idea.”

Setting a tissue box in front of each of them, she smirked and leaned back in her chair.

“I guess I’ll just…spray it now?” Nancy leaned back and spritzed the air twice before capping the perfume and sticking it in her bag on the bed behind her.

Oh shit here it comes

Place your bets now, who’s gonna win?

Steve

Eddie

Eddie for sure

Steve, duh

Stevie

Eddie has them little fits tho…

The boys both struggled against the tickle. Steves eyes were closed and Eddie was scrunching his nose and gripping the armrests of his chair.

“Chat seems pretty tied up…” Nancy noted.

“AESSSH!”

“Jesus Christ!” Robin jumped, not expecting the volume coming from her friend.

“ISSSHIEW!”

I knew it. Steve ftw

Anyone else think this is kinda weird?

Is Harrington paying for my hearing aids after this?

Robin was drawing tally marks on a small piece of paper in her lap. Suddenly, Eddie took a sharp inhale, startling everyone.

“HEH’Nxxt! IgxxxT! H’kxxT! Ngtsch’EW!”

Eddie stifled four sneezes into his fist, near silent except for the little exhale after each one.

Munson coming in from behind!!!

Underdog Eddie coming through

“Heh’ISSSH! TISSSH! ISSSH!!”

Nancy jumped, almost dropping the pen she was using to tally for Eddie. At this point, Robin was laughing, both at the sheer stupidity of the idea itself and at her struggling friends.

Eddie sneezed at the same time as Steve, his own fittish outbursts lasting much longer.

“EH’Nxxt! GxxxT! Ki’tsCH! snfffsnF igk’Tsch’EW!”

Jesus Christ

I’ve never seen one person sneeze so many times in a row??

What tf kind of perfume??? America explain 😭

The older man’s eyes were watering. He grabbed a tissue and pressed it to his streaming nose. “H’mPTSCH! M’TSHHhh! iKSHh’EW! Fu’gk!!”

Yo, Eddie isn’t looking too hot guys

Is he okay?

Can you say Hi Sarah? It’s my birthday.

Is there a more extreme version of “Bless you”?

Nancy placed a gentle hand on Eddie’s back, rubbing small circles as he was doubled over into the tissues.

“hehh AISSSH! snfff You okay Eds?” Steve leaned down, trying to get to eye level with his boyfriend. His own nose was calming down, but Eddie seemed to be just getting started.

“This wa- IH’Ngxxxt! NxxT!! - wasn’t the plan Steven!”

Poor Eddie

He really can’t stop, huh?

Y’all really took this challenge to the extreme…

“Hey don’t stifle them you’re gonna hurt yourself.” Steve put a hand on his partner’s shoulder.

“IgKt’CHEW!”

“That’s better. Come here.”

Steve pulled Eddie close to his chest, one arm around Eddie, and the other hand holding his face.

“Steve I’b godda- HI’ktsch’IEW! Heh! ehKSHH, KSSH’uh!! H’iKSSHh’EW!”

Eddie’s whole body shuddered with each desperate release, spray raining down on Steve’s wrist and the desk.

Gosh, us viewers need a poncho

I… felt that through the screen 🥴

Splash zone viewing doesn’t cost extra does it? Lol

“…gross.” Robin muttered to Nancy, who just looked super concerned.

“Alright guys I think-”

“TsschIEW!”

“Bless you Eds, I think we’re gonna end the stream and wash him off.” Steve addressed the camera.

Feel better Eddie

Winning never felt so bad

Give him a shower, poor thing!

“HiK’tsch’EW!”

Robin held up her paper with a mere 6 tallies on it. “In case you all were wondering, Steve is still a loser.”

She laughed as Steve clicked off the stream, standing up and pulling Eddie to his feet. The older man immediately snapped at the waist, Robin jumping out of the way.

“GT’schIEW! snlrrf sorry Birdie…”

“Let’s get that perfume washed off you yeah?”

Eddie nodded weakly. “Yeah, that would be ndice.”

[ratcatcher0325]

Nobody’s Fool (Chapter #11)

"These ones go to (Chapter) #11!" (Spinal Tap reference, FTW). This is honestly one of my favorite chapters. Drinking occurs, cuteness abounds.

Previous: Chapter #10

Next: Chapter #12

CW: Adult language, dehumanization, references to abuse.

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NOBODY'S FOOL

Chapter #11: One Too Many

[Eveline's POV]

Jack insisted we capture the night with a photo of all of us. So, my three friends, Jack and I huddled around the corner of the bar, the tiny star of the show, perched on my palm, one hand gripping the tip of my thumb for balance while the other held the guitar aloft by the base of the neck. When the flash had faded from our eyes I realized Mark, that first bartender who had demanded the little pet vacate the premises, had taken the photo. He looked kind of uncomfortable as he approached Penn and I couldn’t help smirking a bit. Bet you feel like an ass now, don’t ya?

He leaned down to address Penn. “Hey little man, I-I’m sorry for trying to kick you out… I didn’t know—“

Penn shook his head, “It’s okay! You were just doing your job, it’s fine! Just glad you didn’t follow through on it!” Mark smiled, glancing at me and nodding before finding his way back behind the bar. Penn looked up at me, I held him closer so I could hear him better over the din of people’s voices, “I can’t believe I have humans apologizing to me left and right!” I tapped a finger to his chest and he held it in his hand, settling into a seated position on my palm. Dani was slinging cash and cards at the merch table, selling records, t-shirts, hats and other branded items. Everyone kept asking when they’d release stuff with Penn. It looked like they were making great money.

After a while, the bar finally started to clear as people stumbled out into the snow to find their cars. Some regulars mingled but things had quieted down a lot. I watched as the little man in my hands seemed to breathe a bit easier. Poor baby. I couldn’t imagine just how loud and big everything was to him. He was such a champ.

Jack gave us all a round of shots, whiskey. He even filled a glass with a few drops for Penn which was still probably the equivalent of 2.5 shots for the poor tiny guy. Travis lifted his glass, looking like he could crush it easily if he wanted to between his massive thumb and finger, “Cheers to Sticks and Stones, to finishing this tour, and for introducing the world’s coolest pocket-sized guitar player… to Penn, everybody!” I put his little body down on the counter so he could drink with everyone else. We all took the shot and cheered, “To Penn!”

As soon as he gulped down the whiskey, he shook his head, his hat flying off. “Fuck! S-strong!” He gripped the lip of the glass for balance. The group laughed, he barely drank anything at all!

The bar was practically empty now, as Mark swept the floors and rearranged the tables and chairs. Poor little Penn was drunk! He stumbled, trying to reach my hand which I had laid flat on the bar top for him and thudded to the floor of the counter, giggling hysterically as he went.

“Uh oh! Someone’s too far gone!” Dani cooed, tickling his ribs with her finger. He couldn’t stop laughing, batting her finger away, while he squirmed from being tickled.

“S,stop it, Ddani! Sstooop!!! Mmm, t-tickles!” She eventually did stop, and he tried his damndest to get back up on his feet. He managed to roll onto his hands and knees, where he crawled about for a few strides, before finding the shot glass and using it to pull himself up. Unfortunately, he was too heavy (probably one of the only things he'd ever been too heavy for) and the glass tipped as soon as he pressed his weight into it.

He started to fall before I pinched his shirt between my two fingers, suspending him in the air. Slow to process, he looked around himself, dumbfounded for a minute how he’d magically stopped mid-fall, before seeing my fingers and shakily, following them up to my face. When he saw me he grinned, waving sloppily. I put him back down and he regained his footing, before swaying back and forth the second he tried to take a step.

We all had the utmost respect for him, of course, but none of us could help leaning down and delighting in this absolutely adorable spectacle of this tiny man falling all over himself. We chuckled, and made eye contact as he stumbled and slurred his words, “Ha! I’m, I’m fuckin’ dddrunk, gguyss!!”

Travis smirked, “Yeah, not sure how we could tell…” Penn craned his neck and strained his eyes to see who was speaking to him. He burst out into this big stupid smile when he realized it was Travis.

He tottered forward towards the man’s arm, stumbling as he went “Fuck! This-this isss really hard, all th’ sudden…. T-Travis, Thank god ffor you, m-man…. Yer fuckin’ ama-hic-zing!” Penn sort of fell forward onto Travis’ shirt sleeve, his arms spread wide in a hug.

Travis stroked the tiny man’s head, “You're welcome, little buddy. You’re amazing too! You’re a regular little celebrity now!” Travis looked up at me, his jaw agape, “So. Cute!” He mouthed. I just laughed and nodded. This was adorable. And the best part was he was perfectly safe. No one here would ever harm him or take advantage of him in his vulnerable state. He was free to be as dopey and idiotic as his drunk ass saw fit, and we would all be extra gentle with him. I doubted he’d ever been drunk under the same circumstances before.

Penn lingered a bit too long, to the point where we all leaned in, curious if he’d already fallen asleep, standing up. Finally, Travis pinched his collar at the back of his neck and he sort of stepped back, guided by the pressure of Travis’ fingers. We all exchanged looks. Totally enamored. Then his eyes landed on Dani, he practically ran to her, as fast as his wobbly drunken legs could carry him, that is. He fell to his hands and knees before her, then raised himself up in a kneel, looking right in her eyes, “Ddani, yyou’re always really nice to mme…. Always giving me kisses…l-like th-thisss!” he bent down and kissed her fingers with loud dramatic kissing sounds. He giggled at his own joke. She patted his back, practically bouncing up and down, looking ready to collapse from a cuteness overload.

The next contestant in Penn’s new round-about game of drunkenly expressing how much he liked his band mates, was, of course, Riley. “Hey little dude… careful! Don’t hurt yourself…” Riley picked the little man back up when he fell, dusting him off and placing him back on his feet.

“T-thank you, Rrrileyy! You’re fuckin great!” Riley laughed, “Naw, naw I mean it… cuz you kinda hang back a lil’… but, like, everytime you speak, it’s always really fuckin’ ssmart…” all of our hearts melted.

“Aww, thanks, little fella. Excited to keep kickin ass with you!” He offered the tiny guy his finger tip, to help him back up to his feet, as he kept teetering wildly as he spoke. “C’mon little guy, you gotta make it back to Eveline, don’t ya?” Hearing my name his eyes sparkled and he smiled brightly.

Leaning on Riley’s index finger, he slurred, “I love her.” Awwww sweet boy. I was about to reply that I loved him too, and to pick him up so he stopped burdening Riley, but he continued, “Sshe, she saved my fuckin’ life… Ddid you know, th-that? And, fuck, like, s-she’s the mmost wonderful p-person I’ve ever met. She, she’s so ggood at bbeing gentle with me and… she has really prett-(hic) pretty eyes…. Hav you noticed how p-pretty herr eyes are in… in the l-l-light???” Riley shot a glance at me desperately trying to keep from cracking up, while he served Penn a very serious look, nodding his head as though what the tiny man was blabbering about was really giving him food for thought. Sweet little Penn. My heart was thundering in my chest. Everybody looked at me, as the tiny drunk went on.

“Okay, sweetie, it’s time to get you to bed…. You’re gonna be feeling this tomorrow…” Gently, I pressed my thumb and forefinger around his waist, lifting him up. He giggled as I brought him close to me in my hand.

“H-hi!!!” He waved at me happily.

“Hi, little one… it’s time to say goodbye and go home.”

He frowned like a little kid, crossing his arms over his chest in a huff “Awww, already? Bbut I wasss havin ffunn!”

Everyone was beaming at him, absolutely enamored with his embarrassing little episode. “I’m taking our little basket case home… you guys need anything else from me?” They all shook their heads, “Call me tomorrow when the hangovers wear off and we can talk with him about next steps?”

They all agreed, waving and peering at the little guy I was holding, “Thanks again, Jack, for taking good care of us, as always!” The bar owner smiled and waved.

I placed the tiny cowboy hat on the little man’s chest, as he laid sprawled out on my hand. I grabbed his tiny instrument too, placing it back in its box and sliding that into my purse. I waved goodbye to the crew and got in the car. Turning the heat on, I placed the little mess of a man on my lap, worried he might hit his head on the hard plastic of the cup holders if I wasn’t watching him closely.

He curled up sweetly on my legs, in a little fetal position, his head facing towards me. As we headed off down the road, he mumbled, “Mmmm yyou’re comfy….” I stroked his back with my right index finger, “Ooh, that ffeels nnnice!!! I- I’m ssleepy!”

I massaged his bruised and aching muscles, “I know, little baby, I bet you are. You had a big adventure today!”

He giggled, “I did! I was r-really ggood… all those ddrunk ladies with the s-s-sashes on rreally wanted to do d-dirty things with me… did you know th-that?” He meant that bachelorette party who kept flirting with him.

“Yeah, Penn. They weren’t exactly subtle….”

“Y-youre usin’ my real name?? Mmm you’re nice… will you, will you ttake me home with you?” Sweet little guy.

“Yes, little fella, that’s what I’m doing right now. I’m bringing you home. You’ve been there before remember?”

He had to think for a minute, “Oh! Yeah! I, I like that pplace, it’s comfy and quiet…” There were a few minutes of silence and when I got to a red light, I looked down to see he was passed out. The cutest little guitar player in the world was curled up, drunk and asleep in my lap.

We got home and I lifted him onto my hand. He didn’t even flinch, he was out. I stepped in to the apartment, taking off my heels in the doorway, and shuffled off to my bedroom. I placed him gently on the bed sheets, kneeling down and preparing to undress him. He was limp like a fish, little mouth open as he stayed totally unconscious. What a hilarious way to end such a glorious night. We shouldn’t have given him that shot, clearly!

Very gently, not wanting to accidentally hurt him, I slid off his button up, used the nail of my pinky to slide open his absolutely tiny belt, and undo his pants. Wiggling off his shoes and pinching his little socks off of his toes, I pulled on his pants legs at the ankles until they slowly started to come off. His arms and legs lolling about as I did so. With his pants off, I slipped on warm, comfy pajama pants, finally tackling his undershirt, pulling it over his head and making a mess of his already chaotic mop of hair. I slipped on a t-shirt, and he was all changed. “There you go, little man. All ready for bed!” I placed him on the right side pillow, pulling the covers up to warm him before kissing his head. I left the room to shower, wash my face and brush my teeth. I smelled like booze and sweat.

The hot cascading water of the shower helped sober me up (all of us were at least a little buzzed by the end of the night). It felt nice to be clean again. I made a mental note that I’d have to give Penn a bath tomorrow, otherwise he’d probably end up smelling pretty awful. I massaged my scalp and relished in the quiet and privacy of this moment. We’d been surrounded by people for hours and hours and it was nice to be all alone, even if just for fifteen minutes. I stepped out of the shower drying myself off with a towel, before brushing my teeth. I realized I’d forgotten to bring a change of clothes in with me, so I slipped back into the bedroom in a towel, peering at the tiny man on my bed. He was squirming a bit but otherwise seemed fast asleep. I changed into pajamas and hung up my towel, after brushing my hair and putting it in a braid.

With that, I turned the lights off and slipped into bed. No sooner had my head hit the pillow that I heard a tiny little grunt from my right. He breathed out heavily in that characteristic way drunk people do. “S-sspinning…” I know, poor sweetheart. Being drunk sucked. Then I heard another moan, “Uugh, I th-think I’m gonna—“ Uh oh! Of course, he was definitely drunk enough to be sick, why hadn't I thought of that ahead of time?

Quickly, I cupped my hands around him, trying not to jostle his little frame too much, as I carried him to the sink. I laid my right palm flat, a little farther out than the ceramic edge. I ran cold water down the drain as I grabbed and adjusted his body until he was laying flat perpendicular to my palm, his head and neck off the edge of my hand. He gripped my pinky as his body hitched, here it comes…. He threw up over the edge of my hand.

“Yeah, there you go. Good boy. Just get it all out…” he spat and moaned, clearly miserable.

“I’m s-so, I’m so sorry…” he practically squeaked.

“Oh hush, Penn, it’s okay… you’re okay, little one. No need to feel embarrassed. It happens to the best of us. Just get it out and you’ll feel so much better…” I stroked his back, cooing and reassuring.

“Nno one‘s ever hhelped me before when I’m drrunk….” I kept petting him as he vomited more.

“Well you have me, now, so there’s nothing to worry about…. Yeah, keep trying…. There ya go…” he heaved a bit more and nothing came out. It seemed like he was doing better. “Come here, little baby. Let’s get some water in you.” I picked him up under his arms and sat him down, his back against my fingers as he sat up in my palm. I wiped the corners of his mouth with some toilet paper as I splashed the sink with clean water. Then, carrying him to the kitchen, I ran water into a spoon and lifted that for him to drink. He gulped it, greedily, clearly dehydrated.

“There you go. That’ll help a lot.” Eventually he shook his head, having had his fill. “Okay, now sleep! That’ll help the headache and nausea go away."

I got in bed and cuddled him close to my chest as I slept on my side, as though he were a tiny teddy bear. “Th-thank you…” he whispered sleepily. Adorable little man, I hope you feel better tomorrow!

[itjazzbicch]

The Big Bang

Pairing: Hook x Fem Reader

Summary: Hook and the reader have been friends since high-school, making it together in pro wrestling and a part of Team Taz. The problems within Team Taz become too overwhelming for them, they try to ignore it and when Ricky explodes on the reader, Hook explodes on him…

Warnings: The reader gets shoved down, but that’s about it

Requested by: No one, but I hope you all enjoy! (This is my first time I’ve written for Hook, so I hope I did well!)

Word Count: 2224

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @jessiebean00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell l @justamess44 @thatpanpal @hungmanhorsecarriage @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose

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“I’m not going to tell you guys again!” Taz yelled, coaching Ricky, Brian, and Hobbs, “We are a team! The best team and you all are gonna start acting like it!”

Being a member of Team Taz was killing me right now. The whole team was a ticking time bomb, except for Hook and I.

[You trying to get out of here? I can’t stand this rn] I texted to Hook who was sitting next to me.

He looked up at me with a small smile, texting back:

[I was going to ask you the same thing. Let’s get out of here]

I quickly looked to see Taz still lecturing the guys , none of them paying attention to us.

Exactly when they had their backs turned, we snuck out. Whenever we made it far down the hall, I let out a deep breath, huffing:

“I don’t know about you, but all their arguing is getting on my nerves.”

“Welcome to the club,” Hook sighed, “They are being so childish like just shut up and wrestle.”

“Yeah no kidding,” I murmured, walking slowly next to him, “Wanna go to the football field?”

“Yeah,” Hook smiled, “I’m down.”

Hook and I have been best friends for a long time, trained together and now, in AEW together.

We thought it would be awesome to be a part of the same team, but the only team there truly was, was Hook and myself.

When we made it to the football field, I went into the center and just laid in the grass.

“I just wish we could wrestle our own matches and get away from all the guys’s bullshit,” I groaned, looking up to see Hook standing next to me.

“Wanna wrestle?” Hook teased, “Then let’s wrestle.”

“A sparring match?” I smirked, sitting up.

“If that’s what you want to call it,” Hook murmured, looking away when he said, “More like a test for you. I’m obviously stronger.”

“Oh?” I chuckled, standing up, “You’re gonna get it now.

“Bring it on!” Hook encouraged, going into stance whenever I came at him with a lock up.

At first, it was a challenge to overpower him, but to gain the advantage, I stepped on his foot, then put him in a headlock, quickly doing a snap headlock take down, putting him in the grass.

“What was that about being stronger?” I teased, rubbing my knuckles against his hair, “Come on, Hook! Bring it on!”

At first, I thought he was crazy when he started laughing, but then he start tickling me!

“HEY!” I yelled out with laughter. I was trying to fight it off, but I couldn’t handle it for very long, I was way too ticklish.

“You cheater!” I screamed over his laughter, the tickling becoming too much.

I let go and ran away, but Hook jumped right up, chasing me.

“Come on! What about our match?!” He laughed, sprinting to catch up with me.

It didn’t take long till he caught up to me, both of us laughing when he wrapped his arms around my waist, reeling me in.

“Hook, stop please!” I laughed, trying to break his force, but he was too strong, tightening his grip.

“This is what you get for running away!” He laughed, somehow still tickling me.

I needed to get out of his grip and finally, I was able too. I was able to squeeze my arms down, slithering away, crawling backwards between his legs then jumping on his back, putting him in a sleeper hold.

“Time to go night night,” I chuckled, not really trying to put him to sleep.

We would play fight like this all the time, we met in high-school and our friendship never really changed. Hook was always the quiet type, but when we became friends, he opened up to me and we always had fun like we were little kids. It was only with me because of how strong our bond was, still play fighting now as young adults.

Like usual, Hook found a way to reverse. He used a lot of strength to swing me and I screamed because I almost fell off of him, but with one arm, he pulled me back up, swinging me around and holding me in both arms.

We were both out of breath, but smiling when our eyes met, staring into each other’s eyes deeply.

“Can we call it quits?” I huffed, still laughing a bit.

“When are you gonna grow up and stop being so ticklish?” He teased, tickling me one last time.

“What do you mean?” I scoffed, “You just can’t stop being ticklish!”

“Take a joke!” Hook groaned, but smiling, his voice a little deeper when he whispered, “I don’t mind. Your laugh is cute.”

“Is that why you tickle me so much?” I said nervously, feeling my cheeks heat up.

“Maybe,” He smiled, his tongue darting across his lower lip.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” I chuckled, about melting in his arms when I saw his head leaning towards mine a little.

I even let my eyes close, but we both jumped when we heard:

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO OUT HERE FOR??”

It was Taz. I forgot how loud he could yell and he about scared me half to death.

“We have to get out to the ring now! Come on!” Taz yelled louder and we just ran, following him.

When we finally made it to the stage, I wasn’t surprised. Ricky and Brian were fighting, AGAIN.

Ricky had the FTW title for some reason and at the same time, they were distracting Hobbs, which made him lose to Adam Page.

They didn’t even care about that. Brian was yelling in Ricky’s face, demanding he give him back the title. Then Hobbs came over and none of them would listen to Taz.

I had enough of this. I couldn’t stand it anymore. So, when Ricky’s hand swung back, the FTW title swinging along with it, I grabbed it.

They all stopped, staring at me and I stood in front of them all, pleading:

“Guys, this needs to stop! We’re a team and a good one when you guys aren’t bickering like children. Please, just stop! We are better than this. We really are!”

“Y/N is right,” Hobbs agreed, nodding his head.

It felt like a moment of peace between us, for the first time in what felt like forever.

Hobbs made me smile with that comment and now that everything was silent, I sighed, “Here, Brian. You’re the champ.”

Brian was smiling too, going to take his title whenever I began to hand it to him, but when I did, Ricky shoved me, knocking me to the ground.

I got slammed right into the titantron, hitting my head hard. I held my head quickly, looking up to see Ricky scared shitless because they were all ready to kill him.

“You son of a-“ Taz began to yell, but all I saw was Hook, knocking Ricky to the ground, throwing punches.

“Hook! Hook!” They all began yelling, Ricky yelling and clenching his injured neck.

“Hook! I said stop!” Taz yelled, but there was no stopping him.

I have never seen Hook so enraged like this before. Hobbs was the one able to contain Hook , turning him to Taz so he could say:

“Son, I don’t blame you for being angry. I know how you feel about her and I’m proud of you for whoopin his ass, but you need to stop.”

Finally, I snapped out of it, Brian kneeling in front of me asking, “Y/N, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I groaned, watching Hook.

His chest was heaving, his eyes animalistic and the moment Ricky picked up his head and looked at Hook, all hell broke lose again.

Hook must have had a crazy adrenaline rush in order to break free from Hobbs grip, going right back to Ricky and about punching his face in.

There was so much yelling and commotion, Hobbs and Brian now trying to hold Hook back, one of them had each of his arms. Hook was still fighting and that’s when I realized that I needed to do something.

Quickly, I jumped to my feet, running at Hook and hugging him.

“Hook,” I stressed, holding his face so he would look me in the eye, “I am just fine, okay? Please just stop. Ricky is not worth the energy.”

Finally, Hook settled down, but was still ready if Ricky even dared to stand up.

“Guys, let him go,” I asked politely, Brian and Hobbs listening.

As soon as they let go, Hook’s arms latched around me, one of his arms around my head, his hand rubbing right where I hit my head.

“You sure you’re alright, baby girl?” Taz asked, “You hit your head hard.”

“I’m fine,” I assured, “I promise.”

I laid my head on Hook’s chest, hearing how hard and fast it was pounding, that increasing when we both looked to see Ricky on his knees.

“We have to go,” I sighed, looking up at Hook, “We can go back to the football field, somewhere.”

Hook still had his eyes set on Ricky, but he quickly looked to me and nodded his head, but before we left, he gave Ricky a death stare, then he kissed my forehead.

“Let’s go,” Hook whispered to me, hearing all of the anger in his voice that deepened.

“Brian, take them to where ever they’re going,” Taz commanded, then pointing to Ricky, “And you?! Your ass is coming with me! Get the hell up!”

Brian came to our side, walking through the tunnel with us and once we were far away enough, Brian said:

“Good job out there, Hook. I enjoyed watching him get his ass kicked.”

His comment made me chuckle, it even made Hook smirk a little despite how angry he still was.

We began to go towards the football field and once it was in sight, I stopped walking, my eyes meeting with Brian’s.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but can Hook and I have some time alone?” I asked sweetly.

“You’re fine!” Brian smiled, “Take your time. I won’t be far if you need me.”

“Thanks, Brian,” I smiled back, “And thanks for walking us out here.”

Brian gave me a simple nod with a smile, then began to walk away. When I turned around, I saw Hook stepping on the football field, kicking at the grass.

I had to jog a little to catch up, but I caught up with him, his pace slowing down once he noticed I was behind him.

“Hook,” I sighed, taking a deep breath when he turned around, a blank expression was on his face, but I smiled, “Thank you.”

Hook looked at me as if he was surprised, curious as to why I was thanking him, at first is expression gave off the feeling that He was ready for a lecture.

“You’ve always had my back,” I smiled, “And I love you for it.”

When I said the word love, a bright smile he was trying to fight appeared but there was no fighting it.

He took a few steps towards me and I thought he was going to say something, but his arm hooked around my hip, pulling me in and his lips crashed right into mine.

It was like the big bang theory blasted in my mind when I felt his lips against mine. A kaleidoscope of colors turning behind my eyes when I felt all the sweetness, a lot of built up emotion, like he had been waiting forever to do this.

My whole body broke out in goosebumps, all of those emotions rolling right off his lips onto mine and every bit of it was so strong.

I made sure I kissed him back with the same amount of passion, so much of it built up inside because there was no trying to hide the truth. The truth that I’ve been dreaming about this for years, happy that we finally gave in and crossed the barrier of friendship and turned into something more.

When my hand stroked his cheek, they were so warm, finding his jaw line and keeping it there, holding it a little tighter when our lips parted and we both gasped quietly.

Our lips were just an inch away, Hook titling his head up just a bit so he could look into my eyes. Slowly, I pushed the little part of his hair that was blocking the view of his eyes, his eyes glowing, brightening when he whispered:

“I wouldn’t have done what I did if I didn’t love you, Y/N.”

I couldn’t stop smiling when he kissed me again, whispering against my lips, “I love you.”

After one more kiss, he hugged me, keeping my head to his chest. I had never been happier in any other place like I was in his arms. Even after that huge fight, our night ended up being beautiful.

“You’ve always had my back,” Hook sighed, looking down at me, “And I will always have yours. You are my girl after all.”

Just when I thought I couldn’t smile any brighter, I did. My cheeks hot again and being raised by my smile, saying to Hook, “Wouldn’t want to have it any other way.”

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Quarter-Final Four

Propaganda...

Mr Tilney (2007) :

I do think that Mr Tilney needs to be seen in motion to be appreciated his attractiveness is his personality and just general charisma and he's FUNNY definetly the funniest austen man

Super charming, cute, fun, and handsome. What is not to love?

Mr Knightley (2009) :

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I was just going to send in the actual dance but the little panic he has when Emma says she knows his secret is just soo charming. There was some thread on twitter a few years ago about how a romcom man's most important quality is knowing how to look at a woman and JLM is just the master of it in this Emma

I really feel like the pictures say it all. He stands there, head tilted to one side. He is listening to you. His posture is relaxed. His gaze open, frank, candid. He's not trying at all. He just is.And that's why he is Knightley.

Some propaganda, not just for Jonny Lee Miller, but the general interpretation of 09 Knightley. I have some excerpts here from my review of the 09 adaptation:

What I really think is great about the 2009 interpretation of Mr. Knightley is what an easy and comforting presence he is, without being apologetic when he scolds Emma. I think this is communicated especially well by how often we are actually shown Mr. Knightley taking his almost-daily walks to Hartfield, how smoothly he comes and goes, and how happy Emma is every time she sees him coming up the path (usually, just at the perfect moment when she needs something to put her back to rights.)

Here is Emma, feeling lonely after Miss Taylor's wedding. And in the background, walking up to Hartfield--there's Knightley. He's always been there for her, and he always will be.

And also this Mr. Knightley is as understated as ever, but I wanna highlight this outfit and why I love it: This is Knightley’s first appearance in the series and it’s the perfect establishing shot that shows the viewer everything they need to know about Emma and Knightley’s relationship and how it has always been. He sort of materializes, out of focus in the background, but Emma immediately knows he’s there. And to accentuate how much Knightley is part of her home and scenery, his clothes (similar shades of pale tan, white and minty green to the wall behind him) almost camouflage him and make him seem at one with the moulding of her home.

Additionally, Jonny Lee Miller captures Knightley’s playful qualities, and his exasperation is so endearing

I can’t be the only one tickled by this Knightley’s frustration with Emma! JLM FTW!

[fullsunalicia]

for the cuddles, can u do NCT 127 reaction? 🥺 thank youuuu

of course baby!! i hope you enjoy!

Moon Taeil

honestly just likes both. cuddling is amazing always, so he’ll take what he can!

he likes being the big spoon because he feels like he can protect you like that! plus, it’s really nice to bury his face in your neck and breathe in deeply! you always smell so nice. taeil swears you buy the best perfumes.

being the little spoon though is great aswell! it’s a big comfort for taeil to be held, especially when stressed or when the day was long. he longs for that sense of security he finds in your arms and you always hold him tighty. it’s the best feeling.

Seo Johnny

big spoon ftw!

lets you be the big spoon if you want to, but he’s too lanky and big for you to properly hug him lmao. it’s funny to him to listen to you sigh and shift behind him to properly embrace him, and you give up pretty soon, anyway.

likes how he can just... hide you away in his arms, lmao. johnny’s really broad, so he likes the feeling of your frail body covered by his own. honestly just a big, human blanket. also, easy access to your neck so he can suck hickeys into the skin there when he���s feeling steamy. win-win.

Lee Taeyong

likes both a lot! taeyong is a big cuddly teddybear hehe

likes being the little spoon because just like you, he craves the feeling of being held. treasured. it’s an entirely different feeling for you to rest his head on his shoulder blades and hold him tightly, and he enjoys it a lot.

wouldn’t give up being the big spoon for it, though! taeyong likes pressing you against him, his cheek on your hair, legs entangled with yours. you’re like a doll. his favorite one, at that!

Nakamoto Yuta

honestly doesn’t care lol. yuta loves you a lot, so he follows your lead(only when you’re cuddling LMAO). you want to be the big spoon tonight? sure. oh, you’re feeling cold? let him warm you up, bubs.

though, if he had to choose, he’d pick big spoon. yuta is not that tall, so it rlly hits different when he gets to cover your body with his own. you fit together like puzzle pieces, his face nuzzled into your neck - he could stay like this forever.

falls asleep the second his head hits the pillow, anyways. at the end of the night, you’re clutching the other like a teddybear, his head on your chest, yours on his. very cute.

Kim Doyoung

another big spoon! you can pry that out of doyoung’s cold, dead hands.

it’s not that he doesn’t like to be held. it’s just uncomfortable for him to sleep that way. doyoung needs to cling to something, and he’s too used to your weight against his chest. it’s like an anchor. so, no, you’re not claiming the big spoon title. go away, (y/n).

though, if you’ll beg him like the brat you are, he’ll atleast let you cuddle him like that before falling asleep. it’s a nice cuddle position, but not for sleeping. just in the moment when you think you’ve finally got him, doyoung turns around and buries his face in your shoulder. good night!

Jung Jaehyun

does not. care. at all. whatever he’s falling asleep quicker in!

though it’s nicer for him to press your back against his chest while you’re watching a movie on the couch, jaehyun doesn’t mind being cradled like a baby. he literally sprawls himself over your lap and laughs as you pepper kisses over his face. very soft.

most times, it usually just ends up with jaehyun spooning you. you may end up falling asleep as a big spoon, but you always wake up with your face buried in his chest.

Kim Jungwoo

sweet babyboy LOVES being a little spoon!!

whines when you ask to be the little spoon, but he’s only joking. cuddles are cuddles. as long as jungwoo gets all the affection and attention he craves, he honestly couldn’t care less. cradles your body in his arms and sweetly leaves kisses all over your skin. gives the best hugs :(

falls asleep the SECOND you wrap your arms around his body and hide your face in his back. literally his fave cuddling position ever good lord. is there any better feeling than being held by the love of his life?? absolutely not!! jungwoo could do this all day!

Dong Sicheng

another babyboy who doesn’t care about which spoon he is. he just wants to be cuddled. end of sentence

sicheng likes being the big spoon a lot since he knows you’re the most comfortable like this. of course you’d switch the second he’d ask to be the little spoon, but why should he? it’s perfect like this. both of you content, your fingers interlocked, your body below his arms. just perfect.

though, when he’s the little spoon, he doesn’t complain. you always leave sweet little butterfly kisses all over his back that makes his heart skip a beat, so he wouldn’t mind falling asleep like this either. let’s have a cuddle fest!

Mark Lee

this brat LMAO. big spoon and would rather die than give it up

do you guys know that video where 127 talks about how mark can’t sleep without holding something? a pillow, for example? or that video where he holds jungwoo in his arms while he’s fast asleep? exactly. mark PHYSICALLY needs to hold on to you or he won’t stop bothering you for the rest of the night because he can’t sleep. does not like being the little spoon at ALL. if you try and make him change his mind, he just kisses you until you forget your own name. no, mark absolutely did not do this on purpose. what are you talking about? can a man not make out with his girlfriend in peace??

but! once in a blue moon, when he’s tired and exhausted from training, he lets himself be tugged into the bed and falls asleep with you spooning him. if he weren’t a walking corpse, he’d definitely nag or tickle you to get you to let go. but, he can’t. (y/n) one, mark zero.

Lee Donghyuck

does not give a fuck as long as you’re cuddling. seriously. you could sit on him for all hyuck cares as long as you’re holding his hands or touching him in some way.

sweet baby just wants affection, so he’ll match up to your wishes. though you guys naturally end up with him spooning you, he often lets you turn him around in the middle of the night just so you can hold him. is especially whipped for the way you leave a kiss below his ear and whisper that you love him. soft hours: [open]

though, he likes knowing how safe you feel in his arms. often watches as you fall asleep, your head cradled against his chest, like you know you’re in the safest place in the world. your home. no matter what happens, haechan will always love and protect you. sweet dreams, bubs <3

[stardustintheabyss]

BNHA Headcanon!

How Kaminari, Bakugo, Todoroki, Shinso, Dabi and Kirishima ask a certain question 💍 x fem!reader, y'all in your 20's

Warnings: cursing, long af(I couldn't help myself, I love all kiri's and non kiri's equally) no regrets.

Kaminari:

Haha boi proposed on the first date tbh

You laughed at one of his cheesy pick ups. You did you unrestrained 'ugly' laugh. Like someone has to make you reeeaaallllyyy laugh.

Bb fell hard for that laugh,"marry me, y/n"

You fell just as hard "alright"

Him blushing like crazy 👍🏻⚡👍🏻

Fast forward a few years

If you don't think he's gonna do something big and romantic and on the verge of embarrassing, lol your wrong

This guy proposes with a fucking flash mob

1. How did he organize this? Bakusquad unite!

2. How'd this beautiful loud blonde keep it to himself? Mina threatened his existence & Bakusquad

So there you both are surrounded by family and friends, Denki down on one knee, opening a small box with a gorgeous ring inside.

"Y/n, can I do you the honor of telling you pickup lines for the rest of our lives?"

*swoons*

"You, dummy."

He falters a little. Um what? Sad boi

"I told you on our first date I would." You leaned down giving him a kiss.

Bb shines brighter than the three great sunshines combined. Yk who

"I love you, y/n."

"I love you too, Denki."

Your guy's version of ily is some random pickup line unless your in a serious mood

Everyone collectively groaned at your guy's wedding vows lmao

They were literally all cheesy pickup lines, terrible puns and bad jokes.

Bakugo:

Bakugo fucking Katsuki is a closet romantic and you can't change my mind

He takes you hiking on one of your dates

You find a gorgeous spot accidentally you just had to take a short cut

Crystal clear lake w/ cherry blossom trees and a mt view? Heaven

This becomes your spot

You think nothing of it when katsuki suggests getting away for a weekend see romance

Getting in the car he throws a blindfold at you. "What's this for?"

"Just put it on idiot."

You roll your eyes, grinning like a fool but does what he asks

You drive for a bit then feel the car stop

"Can I take it off now?"

"No, I'll tell you when you can take it off." 😳 "I'm going to put noise cancelling headphones on you, do you trust me?"

You've learned to roll w/ his shenanigans cuz they are rare but always welcome. "Don't ask stupid questions, babe." Last thing you here is his 'tch'.

He gently tugs you out of the car and then sweeps you up into his arms. You can't help but smile.

He's been carrying you for at least 2hrs. "Kat, do you need a break?"

He just kisses you in response and silences you #1 hero bakugo doesn't do breaks

Al-righty then

Another hour goes by and you feel bakugo set you down softly, making sure you have your footing. He takes off the headphones

"Take off the blindfold."

You do. Your at your spot. You turn around to find your boyfriend toying w/a little black box

*heart palpitations ensue*

You look at him wide eyed.

He opens the box and you see a ring that is his mom's family heirloom. It's a vintage beauty that you've adored.

Tbh when he asked his mom for it he almost said never mind when she started asking a bunch of annoying questions.Old hag

"Will you marry me or whatever..." he's still bakugo lol

"Whatever." You say with the biggest grin

Bb narrows his eyes at you confused. "HUH?" Cuz how dare you???

"Saying 'yes' is too ordinary an answer. And you katsuki bakugo are anything but ordinary." You say as you slip the ring on your finger. Your man is stunned by your answer to do it himself. Lol

Just cuz you got him flustered and blushing does not mean he won't pull you into a passionate kiss.

Who's the mess now, dumb dumb?

Instead of saying 'I do' at the wedding you both say 'whatever'.

Nobody knows what the fuck is going on except kirishima because he's the one marrying you two.

Todoroki:

You've know eachother since high school and started dating your 3rd year

Now years later, your both well established pro heros

Did you say vacation?

Because Shoto heard 3 week romantic dream vacation w/ a proposal ending

He worked so hard for this. He didn't want to use his father's money for once. This was going to be all him, no one else.

Well except his mom and sister helped pick out a ring. Clueless bb

He took you to all the places on your bucket list, ending in greece.

It was your last night there.

On a cliff overlooking the moonrise over the sea, you were snuggled up next to him. Warm wind gently caressing your skin.

You've noticed him being antsy and fidgety the last couple days.

And that is not like your shoto, at all

"Sho, you okay? You've been acting weird." You ask gently.

"Um, yes. Can I ask you something?"

You give him a kiss and nod.

"Would you do me the honor of becoming mrs. shoto todoroki?"

At least that's what you thought he said. He was so nervous it came out a jumbled mess.

He pulled a ring out of his pocket.

It was perfect. In fact it was exactly what you and fuyumi talked about in one of your guy's games of crazy hypotheticals. Haha jokes on you

You definitely started crying

Your sweet oblivious sho "If you don't like it-"

"No. It's perfect, I love it. Just like you." You pepper his face with kisses. "And yes I will marry you."

He has the biggest smile on his face as he takes your hand and slides the ring on.

You thought the Todorokis and your family were chaotic before? Lol let's throw in wedding planning 🙃

Two months before the wedding you two are sick of everything. Everyone trying to do everything the way they want this wedding. You both wanted a somewhat small gathering. Yeah no *insert monamas hysterical laugh*

Elope? Elope.

You gather a small group of your closest friends. Ok. More like all of class 1a

Shoto buys first class tickets to greece for everyone. No qualms of using his dad's credit card this time lol

SHOTOOOOOOOOO!!!

You and shoto get married in front of all your friends on the cliff where he proposed.

It was beatiful & perfect. Exactly what you guys wanted.

So when the 'real' wedding (endeavors words) happens you and shoto fuck with it any way you can.

You both have the best time messing around. Your guy's parents not so much. But they end up seeing how happy you both are so they give up on having the perfect wedding.

A few years later when you find out your pregnant you both seriously debate faking your deaths and going into hiding. Wouldnt be the first Todoroki to do so

Shinso:

You guys frequently visit the animal shelter to give loves to all the animals

He saw how attached you were with a bonded pair of ragdoll kittens he loved them too

This gave him an idea, he had been having a hard time of thinking how he was going to pop the question

It was pur-fect don't judge me

It was early in the morning, you were still in bed when you felt something tickle your nose

"Mmh,...toshi. Your hair is tickling me." Still sleepy, not even bothered to open your eyes.

You were greeted w/ small meows

Your eyes never snapped open so fast in the morning

Two tiny kittens before you. The ones from the shelter

Wide awake now you began petting them and playing with them

Haha shinso who?

He was silently watching from the doorway smiling, waiting for his moment

You looked at the kittens collars. Scribbled in shinsos handwriting "marry" on one "me" on the other.

You gasped and your mouth formed a little o.

He was waiting for this. He walked over and got on his knee, ring in his hand

"Y/n, please, will you be mine, forever?"

Leaning in lips almost touching "only if you'll be mine."

Say no more, boi is putting a ring on it and closes the gap between your lips.

The only thing that breaks the kiss is a soft tiny paw patting your cheek and another playing with shinos hair

You giggle. "You got them for yourself just as much, didn't you?"

He just rubs the back of his neck and gives you a smirk

You spend the rest of the day trying to pick names.

You guys decide on satori & kotaro haikyuu reference ftw

The day ends. You come to find your two new bbs sleeping on a sleeping hitoshi a miracle ikr

A photo shoot? Hell yes! Dadzawa needs to see this.

You take the pic and send a quick text along with it to Aizawa. Your future f-in-l. 'Guess how toshi proposed?'

You get a quick response "I'm a grandpa now? I get them twi-three times a month."

Your snort woke your fiance

Him seeing your phone. "Did you take a picture of me? Creep."

"No." You say slyly. "I took a picture of my boys." You show him. As you set it as your wall paper.

"Send it to me please." You do, what you don't expect is a pic in return from him

It was of you in bed the s'morning. With your new kittens, kotaro and satori, before you even knew they were there. also his wallpaper

And damn if you don't smile "who's the creep?"

"What's this text from my dad about 'custody of his grandchildren'?"

You laugh and explain

Yes you had your cats in the wedding. They started all this yk.

They were ring barers. Complete w/little tuxes shinso insisted

Lmao it was like the hunger games when deciding who was going to take care of the cats when on your honeymoon.

Shota won obviously

"They are staying w/their grandfathers and that is final." *scary hair whoosh*

Dabi:

When you joined the LoV, you confused dabi.

You were kind and caring to everyone. Wtf?

Even when they didn't deserve it

Why are you with the villians? Are you stupid?

That is until he saw the rage and hurt in your eyes the first time you fought together.

It reminded him of himself

Of how he got where he was

Slowly you had unconsciously worked your way into his heart

You caring for his wounds(new and old), your soft smiles and warm eyes. You never looked at him with disgust, fear or malice.

You were the first to ever do so in a long long time. Since his childhood.

He never wanted to fall in love but here was fate pushing you two together.

You fell just as slowly. You thought you were never really worthy of love. But it didn't stop you from giving it to those around you. Loophole you thought.

But you would find dabi doing little things. Things that made you feel something you shouldn't. Things you didn't think you deserved.

Throwing a blanket over you if you fell asleep on the couch.

Getting your favorite snacks

During fights he would casually move between you and your enemies. Protecting you.

Well shit here you both were. Madly in love, but still apprehensive.

But when he asked you to call him by another name and you did?

That's when dabi kissed you for the first time. It shocked you both tbh

It wasn't rough like you had imagined. But soft and sweet. Nothing like the mask he wears for everyone.

After about 8 months of dating dabi realized he wanted to be yours forever. And you his.

So fuck proposing. He did a surprise wedding. He didn't want to give you chance to change your mind. because insecure bb🥺

He got everything ready.

Now he just needed you

Their was a beautiful knee length white lace dress laying on your bed with a note "meet me here. Kurogiri will warp you.-t"

Running your fingers over the dress, you smiled. You always did like surprises from him.

You got yourself ready for your date with the love of your life and went to find kurogiri.

He met you with a blindfold that matched dabi's eyes

"He requested you wear this."

You nodded and let him tie it on

Next you thing know you feel dabi's warm hand in yours.

"You ready, doll?" You can hear the smirk in his voice.

"Until the end, babe."

He slips off the blindfold

You're in a forest with twinkle lights strewn about and a blue flamed candle walkway to a beautiful arch covered in your favorite flowers. Your closest leauge friends are here too.

"Will you let me stand by your side, until the end?"

You gently cup his cheeks in your hands, brushing your lips against his. Whispering for no one else to hear

"Yes, toya. For you, even longer."

He doesn't even need to smirk. You can see the overwhelming happiness in his eyes.

When you say your I do's surprisingly enough all your friends have happiness written on their face too. Even shiggy

The next day he gets a new piercing on his ring finger and you a small blue flame tattoo on yours.

Kirishima:

You've had eijirou kirishimas heart since your first year of UA together

One day he was feeling insecure about his quirk and you showed up changing the way he saw himself.

"Kirishima, you're the unbreakable Red Riot. It's not about how flashy a heros quirk is, it's about their resolve. Your tenacity to protect and save people..." you smile, "if that isn't the making to be a great hero I don't know what is."

And tbh he had yours since that 1st yr too. You always admired his courage & his dedication to his friends even if they didn't want it cough bakugo

For two years you both danced around your feelings for eachother. Flirting but never taking the next step.

That is until bakugo not mina, & yes shes jealous she wasn't the one that set you 2 up got fed up one night of your guys flirting.

And I quote "Oi! Would you two go on a fucking date already. I'm tired of listening to shitty hair pine after you." he did out of love for his bestie

It was the only time you've genuinely seen kirishima want to kill bakugo

Shyly you answered, "I'd like that."

Bb turned his head around so fast he almost got whiplash.

You've been together 5yrs now and it was your birthday. Kirishima wanted to make it extra special.

A picnic in your favorite park, he was lucky your bd was at the same time as the cherry blossoms blooming. You loved them.

Setting up the picnic kirishima reminisced.

It was your favorite park because that's where your first date was. It was unusually hot. He got you both popsicles.

It was the first time he had seen you eat one. *crunch crunch*

boy was staring, shook

You blushing "I know, people say it's weird to eat popsicles like that."

"I dont think so." He smiled as he crunched his own. Must be fate.

Now here you two were cuddled laying down on a blanket, your head placed on his chest and his hand around your waist. Finished with lunch

"Thanks for the birthday lunch, babe. I loved it." You sighed contentedly.

What you didn't notice is that he was fiddling with a little red box. "Its not quite over yet. I have one more thing." He sat you both up and looked deeply into your eyes with so much love. " Y/n you-"

Just then a downpour of rain happened.

Kirishima scrambled to pick up the picnic supplies. His hair beginning to fall from its signature style

He turned to grab your hand to pull you under cover. So manly

You were a few feet away. Your eyes closed and head tilted back. A warm smile on your face. Letting the rain wash over you.

He'd never seen anything so beautiful

Picnic supplies forgotten. He knelt in front of you on one knee. He grabbed your hand with one of his.

You opened your eyes and looked down at your eiji. Your rock, your home.

"Y/n, you give me the strength to be unbreakable. Would you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?" He opened the little red box.

Your heart beating as wildly as his

Inside was the most beautiful ring. It held your favorite gemstone. Long ago in hs you and mina were doing girl talk while the guys played video games. You'd told her diamond engagement rings were lame and what you preferred.

He remembered? That was before you were even dating...

You smiled through happy tears "yes eijirou, yes I'll marry you."

"There's an inscription." He said softly.

You looked closer at the ring, even after 7 years of loving him he still found ways to make your heart flutter

'forever unbreakable'

"Oh, Ei, it's perfect."

He slipped it on you and pulled you into a kiss. "Let's get you out of this rain. Wouldn't want you to get sick." we stan a gentlemanly king

"Just a little longer, I hear rain is good luck for this type of thing." You wave your newly ring adorned hand.

"Anything for you." He whispered before kissing you again.

You've never loved the rain more

The wedding day came

You stood before the love of your life and he his

You slide his wedding band on

Engraved inside

'my rock, my home'

"Now the bride." said the person marring you.

"Here you go shitty hair." Said the best man, handing kirishima the ring.

Did you think bakugo wouldnt want to be best man? Haha he's the one that got you two together your welcome or whatever

Kirishima tenderly slipped the ring on your finger.

Of course it decided to pour just then

Everyone ran for cover but you two

Bakugo, "tch, those idiots are going to be sick for their honeymoon." he cares ok

Mina sighing, "so romantic."

You tilted your head to the sky laughing, "babe, the universe is wishing us good luck."

He gently grabbed your chin, making you look at him. "guess we were meant to be." He whispered as he pulled you in for a long passionate kiss in the rain, him still making your heart stutter.