#but if you're just throwing it at me and going ''awwww so cutes ^_^'' I Dont Care.

[beatcroc]

#real shit. i have an unfathomable disdain for shipping caricatures that declaw the characters in question#not limited to just rivalries either; it's all over the place ranging from characters where one's a stoic to deeper dynamics#like ones where theres deeper conflict at play#people are just allergic to writing ships under a lens that doesn't fall under amatonormative standards#to invoke the ancient words it often comes down to 'they wouldn't fucking say that'#I think this is also what spawned the phenomenon of people assuming shipping worsens the media comprehension of people#which to an extent is true since shipping tends to be the main focus in fandom#and when shipping is where the perception of said characters gets completely dumbed down to aspects that were never part of them-#i dont exactly blame people for thinking so#though i do think its possible to have a healthy grasp on the source material whilst shipping#it's just harrowing to see people not take into account how a relationship between two characters would actually function and play out#does it seriously not get boring to you people to rewrite the same fluffy headcanon shit for every pairing you come across?#not every relationship ends up being a perfect honeymoon. where is the grit#where is their loudly implied personality flaws that would endlessly clash#you can give characters meaningful connections without having them play tonsil hockey. often times it makes writing them more interesting#since in the end that's just how some characters ARE.#it's also very telling on how people tend to view friendships as inherently lesser than romantic entanglements#which is a seperate can of worms#but it does play into the issue on how it makes people hyper-romanticise relationships when mushy shit isn't always the best--#or most realistic dynamic for characters#it ends up looking like you don't care for the gritty parts of their personality that are the bricks for their identity#relationships aren't a flaw fix and it most certainly isnt the height of intimacy#but at the end of the day it's fandom and people can write what caters to them. its not real anyways#im just tired and bored of it lol

ok i made this post as a personal little bitching thing about something specific but go off

i just dont think they'd kiss.

[ssentimentals]

im so glad that i found your blog, was looking for some wholesome texts with reader/seungcheol and yours are so nicely written, i enjoy them so much! thank you 🫶🏻 if i could leave a request, i'd love to read something where reader is a foreigner and some miscommunication happens but solved without much drama (with help of vernon or shua maybe). thank you for your blog once again!

awwww this is so cute!! thank you so much for your kind words anonie, i'm happy you're enjoying this blog <3 and of course you can leave a request, hopefully you'll like it!

seungcheol + foreigner!reader

no matter how hard he tried, seungcheol couldn't pinpoint how something so small escalated at rapid speed and turned into a full blown argument which left you both angry and offended. he can't even remember how it started, doesn't have any idea on what even caused you two to start arguing. the whole part of 'not seeing eye to eye' is generally an unfamiliar concept for your relationships, so seungcheol really has a hard time grasping the reality of you not talking to him. it hurts too bad, hurts much stronger than he expected; cheol knows that fights happen and that it's normal, but somehow he still thought that you two will be spared from this.

'she's not picking up?' vernon asks and seungcheol shakes his head. 'and she's not at home?'

'she's at the gym.' seungcheol answers. by this point he learned your schedule by heart. 'should be back home in thirty minutes or so.'

this is ridicilous. both the argument and his moping. cheol knew very well that coming from different cultural backgrounds will echo in the relationships dynamic one way or another: different past, upbringing, culture, language have a huge impact on the personalities and views. he was ready for some tension but you both settled into this relationship so smoothly that he honestly forgot about cultural differences. he should've known that they'll pop on in some way.

'go over it with me again.' seungcheol asks, sighing. 'from the scratch and make it logical, please. start with what i did wrong then move to why it was incorrect.'

vernon, god bless him, is not tired of explaining again. he was the first person seungcheol called to when all of this happened and his younger friend agreed to help readily. in a calm tone vernon helps seungcheol understand your angle, how his words that held no malice intent managed to come out wrong. 'it's not that big of a deal though,' vernon adds, seeing how seungcheol frowned even deeper. 'i mean, it's not ideal but like, it happens, it's okay. there's no way you could've known, so it's normal.'

'even so, it sucks.' seungcheol sighs, rubbing his eyes. he understands that you two just got a bit too emotional over everything, but he still feels a huge sense of guilt on his shoulders.

'i promise you it's not that big of a deal.' vernon reassures.

seungcheol nods. even if it's not that big of a deal having you not to talk him is the worst thing that could ever happen. he gets up, dusting his jeans off. vernon eyes him carefully and then smiles. 'you good?'

'yeah. gotta go and make it right.'

seungcheol waits for around ten minutes in front of your house when he notices your lonely figure in the distance. clad in your workout gear, he can see even from there that you're sulking, walking in a slow speed. without thinking twice, seungcheol runs to meet you, his legs carrying him faster than wind to your side. when you notice him you pause at first and he almost thinks that he is fucking up here too, but then you start running towards him and oh. oh.

'baby,' seungcheol breathes out, catching you when you throw yourself at him, wrapping your legs around his hips. with strong hands he stabilizes you, holding you securely close to his chest. 'baby, my baby.'

'cheollie,' you mutter, hugging him tight. 'i'm so-'

'no, shh,' seungcheol interrupts. 'it's me who's sorry, okay? i am sorry, i didn't know. i promise i didn't know-'

'i know!' you lean back and hit him lightly at the shoulder. 'let me finish! i know that you had no idea, cheol. i'm sorry for reacting the way i did.'

seungcheol breathes out in relief. he really got incredibly lucky with you, huh? 'i'd never say anything intentionally hurtful to you,' he promises sincerely, making you smile softly. 'never, baby. hurting you will hurt me more.'

'i know,' you whisper, leaning in until your foreheads touch. 'i know, cheol.'

'i love you,' seungcheol whispers. 'so much, babygirl. so much.'

you giggle and instead of answering, kiss him sweetly on the lips.

a/n: hope it was fine!! let me know what you think :') - nini

my other seventeen works are HERE

[bluewhitehues]

Wonwoo× Fem. Reader | Oneshot

Summary: You answering a question,"What if your bf cheats on you." But you know your man too well.

Genre:Fluffffffffffff,humour

You're sitting with all of your/wonwoo's friends and their partners. It's just casual hangout night. Where you guys get together and drink and play games and have fun. Someone in the group will organize this hangout night by taking turns each time. This time it was seungkwan, so you were all gathered at his house. Spread on couches, mats on the floor,chairs everywhere.

And chan came up with this weird game where they'll ask everyone a hypothetical question and ask them what will they do in this situation.

So it's your turn and seungkwan throws you a question, "So y/n my question is ..suppose you found out that your boyfriend is cheating on you, what will you do ? "

And it got different reactions from everyone in a second like some were gasping, some were curious and wonwoo glaring at seungkwan with a "Heyy watch what you're saying, I'm her boyfriend." He was offended cause no way in hell and heaven he'll ever cheat on you.

On the other hand you let out a funny laugh saying, "Nah my boyfriend pulled me that's a miracle in itself, that's the last concern I'll ever have-" seungkwan cuts you off while wonwoo huffs but shakes his head with a smile cause even he knows that's true. Mingyu's laugh loud at the background "But it's a hypothetical question just answer it..I want a proper answer" seungkwan whines.

" Okay fineee!.." You make a face like you're thinking and then you say "honestly if I ever caught him cheating or even talking to another girl ..my honest reaction would be ..waittt.. you know how to do that??"

And everyone just bursts out laughing cause they know their friend that guy is shy af and so introverted.

Wonwoo who's sitting beside you his arm on your shoulder. "I don't know if I should be glad or should be offended but thank you babe." Wonwoo says to you glaring at you. You laugh throwing your head back and then take his face in one of your hand, "Sorry babe but I wasn't making fun of you, you're too lazy and unbothered to go and like make another girlfriend or something ..I know you."

He chuckles,"Well fine then y'all can laugh. I'm very happy and content with my beautiful girlfriend and I'm glad that she knows I won't ever do that to her." He says giving you sheepish smile and then kissing your hand.

Everyone in the background cooing at you two.. "Awwww" "You guys are so cute"

You blush at that and when they move to the next question/next person. The focus is not on you anymore.

So, you turn in wonwoo's arms, hugging him, burying your face in his shoulder. He instantly wraps you in his embrace gently. The smile blooming on his face "I love you" you whisper near his ear. His smile widens "I love you too baby" He whispers back kissing your shoulder.

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a/n : random idea popped in and I instantly wrote it down 😂😂 hope you like it.

[anna-the-undertaker]

Im playing with an incorrect quote generator and I'm sharing them here. They are cracking me tf up.

Belphie: So I can either do something dumb that could very well get me injured or I can listen to MC and not do the thing, Belphie: Well there’s a clear right answer here. Belphie: *proceeds to throw five packs of mentos into a barrel full of diet coke*

Satan: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY- MC: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~ Satan: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH- Lucifer, recording: This is so cute.

Beel: sSSSHIT- I BURNT MY LIP- Belphie: …Why the fuck would you even drink coffee with a METAL STRAW in the FIRST PLACE?? Beel: BECAUSE WE WERE OUT OF THE PLASTIC ONES!

Barbatos: Look, Satan, if you can fit your head down the gun’s barrel, you can assume it doesn’t have a non-lethal setting.

MC: Yes, I'm adopting Satan and you cowards can't tell me no!

Lucifer: *running towards Beel with open arms* Beel: *moves out of the way* Lucifer: Hey, why'd you move?! Beel: I thought you were going to attack me. Lucifer: I was going to hug you! Beel: Why would you hug me? Lucifer: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

Levi: The best way to gain someone's undying loyalty is by saving them from a perilous situation. Barbatos: So you're just gonna wait until MC is in danger and save them? Levi: Of course not, I'm going to create a situation that puts them in danger and then save them. Barbatos: … Barbatos: You're insane.

MC: We’re going to defeat you with the power of friendship. Belphie: We’re not friends. MC, holding an axe: We’re going to defeat you with the power of incredible violence.

Lucifer: You’re starting to look like me more and more every day— Satan: *Bursts into tears* Lucifer: Why are you crying? Satan: You’re ugly! I don’t want to look like you! *sobs*

*Satan and Mammon are texting* Satan: Who are you? Someone changed the names in my phone. Mammon: What did they change my name to? Satan: Chosen One. Mammon: Don’t change it back. Satan: BUT WHO ARE YOU?!?! Mammon: I’m the chosen one.

Mammon: "What are you into?" is such a broad question, like do I reply with a TV series or choking?

Belphie: Sorry I can’t be emotionally vulnerable with you it’d ruin the mystery.

Asmo: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are.

Mammon: What happened to your nose? Satan: I used it to break some guy's fist.

Mammon: Would it be discrimination to only hire employees at my doughnut shop who have the same name? MC: Legally, I don't believe that breaches any discrimination laws. Morally though… I don't know. Mammon: I believe god is on my side when it comes to Duncans' Doughnuts.

Mammon: Would anyone know any good vendors for professional-quality brass knuckles? Asmo: I know you’re serious, but you say the scariest shit sometimes.

Mammon: look Levi, I'm not slut shaming you but… Mammon: Actually yeah, I'm TOTALLY slut shaming you.

Lucifer: I am the left brain, I am the left brain. "I work really hard until my inevitable death" brain. You've got a job to do, you better do it right and the right way is with the left brain's might. Mammon: I LIKE OREOS AND PUSSY-

Satan: My expectations were low but holy fuck.

MC: *Texts a selfie to the group chat* Hey besties!! Mammon: *Texts a selfie clearly parodying MC's* hey besties !!1! MC: I literally hate you so much.

Satan: What's this? MC, hugging Satan: Affection! Satan: Disgusting. Satan: …Do it again.

Lucifer: I am going to need you to swear- Diavolo: Fuck. Lucifer: Lucifer: …swear as in promise.

Mammon: Pardon me, but it sounds like you’re questioning my authority! Lucifer: Not at all, Mammon. Merely your primitive methods.

MC: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.

Levi: Wait a minute, how did this happen? We're smarter than this! Beel: Apparently, we're not.

Mammon: *Reading a letter* Satan: Well, what does it say? Mammon: It’s a confession letter. It turns out MC killed my pet rock.

Diavolo: Not to be nsfw but I want someone to hold me while I sleep.

MC: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Diavolo and Lucifer's convo? Asmo: Me. I'm in the laundry basket. Belphie: I'm in the washing machine. Barbatos: I'm in the closet. Asmo: We accept you Barbatos. <3 Barbatos: No I'm literally in the closet. Asmo: Love is love. <3

Belphie (brainstorming ideas for pranking Lucifer): How much would a serial killer mask possibly cost? MC: Well it’s hard to find a high-quality one made out of leather or silicone, but if you did find a good one like that it’d be a couple thousands of dollars. I can try to hook you up with one but I don’t know if I’d be very successful. Belphie: Huh, that’s pretty interesting actually- Wait, how the hell do you know that? MC: …I am very passionate about Halloween, Belphie.

Diavolo: I don't know, it's not my cup of tea. Satan: Well then whose is it? Diavolo, staring at a cup of tea: I don't know!

MC: What’s something you guys are better than Lucifer at? Mammon: Mario Kart. Satan: Yeah, video games. Levi: Emotional vulnerability.

Mammon: Can we talk about that mass email you sent? MC: Why? It was important. Mammon: All it says is, "I'm back on my shit". Diavolo, shrugging: The people need to know.

Mammon: Can you pass the salt? Asmo: Can you pass away? Mammon: Too much salt.

*talking on the phone* Mammon: Remember how I said that MC and I were gonna have a calm night out for once? Lucifer: Yeah… Mammon: Well, we’re in jail. Lucifer: *hangs up*

MC: Go to hell! Lucifer: Where do you think I come from?

MC: I see the red flags, I acknowledge that they're there, and then I completely ignore them.

Satan: We need a distraction. Lucifer: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises? Diavolo, whispering: My time has come.

Mammon: I don’t know, this plan seems complicated. Lucifer: You once said that about an orange. Mammon: They don’t make sense. Apples, you eat their clothes but oranges you don’t.

Diavolo: Mammon and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us. Asmo: What did you do? Diavolo: They chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and- Mammon: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

[pulsarsatellite]

The Rainbow Emerges

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[svgvru]

. . . more biblically accurate gojo rambles! "i'm in love with a little blue frog."

𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 . . . he loves teasing you with them. he's always been insecure about them. his parents would never directly degrade him, but he could tell. they didn't like the way he looked. i mean—who would? three sets of eyes was not normal by any means, it was confusing for his parents considering he had curse-like features. my, my, the drama that occured. regardless, he never made friends. his face, paired with his immense power, made it nearly impossible for anyone to like him—truly like him. so he hid his face as best he could. bandanas, glasses, his hair, anything he could do to hide them.

and then he joined this choatic team which was led by yaga. suguru, you, him, and shoko. an unstoppable squad of the best new generation sorcerers. he was skeptical, then he got comfortable.

hed play with his glasses and accidentally flick them off his face, his bottom pair if eyes would squint at the sudden exposure to light as he searched for his glasses. he only paused when he realized the three of you were staring at him. specifically, his eyes. "ah shit—!" satoru desperately searched for his glasses before you calmly handed them to him. "you didn't see anything!" satoru huffs and crosses his arms, worried he's lost his first and only friends. the silence was deafening, more like, anxiety inducing for satoru—until you spoke.

"you're so pretty, 'toru!" you comment and smile. huh? did his crush just call him pretty? with a gasp from shoko and suguru simultaneously, they both leap and ask. "wait—do you actually have six eyes?" satoru's surprised at your interest, taking a step back.

"can we see?"

"that's fucking cool!"

"they look like baby eyes, awww, oh my god!"

"why didn't we notice this before??"

"wait . . . THAT'S WHY YOUVE BEEN SO BITCHY OVER YOUR STUPID SUNGLASSES?" suguru shouts, his eye twitching as he recalls all of satoru's bitchiness over touching his glasses. "huh? yea . . . wait—y'all aren't weirded out?" you frown. "no?" you sound offended as you answer. "they look fucking cool, move your hair." you stand up and smile, pushing up his fluffy pale hair to see his whole face. "you're so pretty . . . " you mumble, locking eyes with his big set and smile.

ever since then, gojo's been getting quite comfortable not hiding himself (utahime and nanami almost ruined it though). maybe even perhaps too comfortable?

when he finally snagged your heart, you'd go on dates and occasionally sleep in eachother's rooms. the bad thing about that, is satoru is a living nightlight. if he doesn't go to sleep before you, there's six blue beams shining either in your face—or the back of your head. its mostly to annoy you, but—sometimes he just likes looking at you. one thing he does do constantly to irritate you? is manipulate the way his eyes move.

once he gained full control . . . it was over. one thing he does, is frog blink. he mostly does it to catch you off gaurd or distract you. for example, if you're in an argument . . . he will purposefully make his eyes blink at different times to throw you off. and it works, a lot. sometimes you laugh, sometimes you just get really confused, but eitherway your reaction is funny and there's no longer an argument!

it is really adorable when he cries though. his little eyes close in cresents and under them are bright red. they make smaller tears that join up with the big tears . . . and awwww. it was even cuter when he was a baby! tears rolling down his chubby with that cute little baby pout.

don't even get me started if the two of you are able to have a biological child! if his baby has his six little blue eyes? he'll cry—for a multitude of reasons . . .

number one: they look just like they're daddy!

number two: they might have to face what they're daddy went through.

and number three: those six-eyes on a baby look so cute!

because of his upbringing, he will never—and i mean never, fail to shower his kid with love. on their first day of kindergarten he kissed every single eye like you did for him and sent them off with an "daddy love's you." even if non-sorcerers can't see it, when they gets older . . . others will be able to see them. so he drenches them in love, gives them tips to maintain each eye, tells them how to hide them if they really want to. he's literally such a great dad, you love him sm.

bc ppl wanted more, i gave them more! tell me if you want more scenarios with six-eyes gojo or anything like that!

[smiley-star]

Little Leo

A Trip to witch town goes wrong. Luckily they have a cure, but it seems Leo's gonna be stuck as the littlest brother for a bit.

Lee: Leo💙

Lers: Mikey🧡, Donnie💜, Raph❤️

“This is so unfair!” Leo yelled, voice high pitched and childish.

“Don’t blame me!” Donnie exclaimed, carrying the much smaller Leo.

The two had been in witch town, looking for some kind of mystical medicine when a loud enraged screech rang out.

“YOU'RE THE ONE THAT DESTROYED OUR CITY!” The stranger had screeched, before a blast of bright green light was shot towards Donnie.

Leo had shoved him out of the way, taking the hit and immediately collapsing onto the ground.

Turns out, the witch had a fail-safe in case of an innocent being hit. Unfortunately, said fail-safe had lead to Leo becoming a toddler.

He was practically drowning in his hoodie, giving Donnie the dirtiest look his young face could muster.

“You're the reason they tried to attack in the first place!” Leo exclaimed, smacking Donnie with his hoodie sleeve.

“You jumped in front of me!”

“What if it was deadly!?” Leo exclaimed, “Of course I did!”

A strange look passed Donnie's face, but he didn't say anything. They got to the lair, where he threw open the door.

“Behold, family! A child!”

“OH MY GOSH!” Mikey squealed, immediately yanking Leo out of Donnie's arms and squishing him in a hug, “LEO! YOU'RE SO CUTE!”

“Mikey!” Leo complained, embarrassed as he shoved at his younger (now older?- ugh that was confusing!) brother.

“Awww Leo!” Mikey cooed, “You're just so cute! We gotta show Raph!”

“No!” Leo exclaimed, face flushed in embarrassment as Mikey rushed to Raph's room with him in his arms.

“Raphala!” Donnie called through the door, “We have a surprise!”

The door opened, and Raph just about melted at the sight of little Leo.

“Oh!” He exclaimed, taking the tot and hugging him close, “Leo! How did this happen- awwww! Raph remembers when you were this small!”

“Raph!” Leo exclaimed in embarrassment as Raph started kissing him on the cheek.

“You're so cute!”

“We were in witch town and one of them was gunning for me,” Donnie explained, “Leo jumped in the way.”

“Leo. . .”

“What!? It would've hit Donnie instead!” Leo protested in his squeaky voice, “It was me though, so its fine!”

“What!? That is not fine!” Mikey exclaimed as Donnie flipped down his goggles to scan Leo.

“Well, the good news is that it should wear off in about an hour,” Donnie said, earning sighs of relief.

“And the bad news?” Leo questioned as Donnie took him from Raph's arms.

“You're going to promise to stop putting yourself in harm's way.”

“What-? Donnie, if it's me or you, I'm choosing me!” Leo exclaimed, glaring.

“Then I chose this,” Donnie said, before lightly wiggling his fingers on Leo's plastron.

“EEE-!” Leo squealed, giggling and kicking his little legs, “Dohhohohonie! NohohoohohHOHOHo!”

“Yes!” Donnie exclaimed, “We'll only stop when you agree to quit sacrificing yourself!”

“EEHAHA!” Leo squealed, kicking his little legs against Donnie's chest, “StaHAHAaHap!”

“Awww! Your laugh is so cute!” Mikey cooed, skittering his fingers in the crooks of Leo's neck.

“MIHIhiHIkey!” Leo squealed, scrunching his shoulders up and throwing his head back in laughter, “NAHA!”

“D’awwww,” Raph cooed, lightly pinching at Leo's knees and making the slider shriek.

“RAHAPHIE!” Leo squealed, shoving at Raph's hands as he squirmed and laughed, “DAHAHAN'T!”

“This is so cute!” Mikey giggled, “I'm gonna die of cuteness!”

“NAHA IT'S NAHAT!” Leo squealed, kicking and squirming as they tickled him, “STAHAHAP!”

“Do you promise to quit jumping in danger?” Donnie asked, wiggling his fingers above Leo's tummy threateningly.

“Dohohn’t yohohohou dahahare!” Leo giggled, squirming and kicking to try and escape, “Guhuhys! Leheheme goho!”

“Not ‘till ya promise, Lee,” Raph cooed, wiggling his fingers next to Leo's thigh while Mikey pried one of his arms up.

“GUHUYS-!” Leo's complaints were cut off by a loud shriek of laughter as the three started tickling him again.

“NAHAHA- YOHOHOU'RE SOHOH MEHEHEAN! PLEHE- EHHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, his hands flapping in happy stimming as he cackled and squirmed.

“Awww Leo!” Mikey cooed, blowing a raspberry on the side of Leo's neck and making him squeal and scrunch his shoulders up.

“DAHAHAN'T!” Leo screamed, laughing and blushing.

“This is so cute,” Raph gushed, lightly pinching at Leo's thighs and making him squeak, kicking his legs at him.

“I know right!” Mikey giggled, skittering his fingers under Leo's arm, “Dee! Isn't this adorable!”

“As frustrating as he's being, I concur, it is rather cute,” Donnie smirked, skittering his fingers over Leo's belly, “Now then Leo, are you going to do this the easy way, or the hard way?”

“I'm gohohohoHOHOna get you bAHAHahack so bad-!” Leo threatened, giggling hysterically.

“Alright then,” Donnie grinned evilly, lifting Leo's hoodie above his tummy.

“WAIT-! WAIT NO!” Leo screamed, squirming even more and kicking and smacking at them, “DEE!”

Donnie leaned down, blowing a raspberry on Leo's tummy, making the slider shriek and cackle like mad.

Raph grinned, blowing raspberries on Leo's knees while Mikey nibbled at his ribs.

“YOHA- HAHAHA EEHHAHA SNRT-!” Leo squealed, thrashing and kicking as he cackled, “I DAHAHAN'T! PLEHE- SNRK! HAHA!”

OHOHOKAY! I WOHOHON’T DOHOHO IT AGAHAHAIN!” Leo screamed, squirming violently and cackling hysterically.

“Alright guys,” Mikey said, getting the other two to back off, “We better stop before we kill him!”

“I hahahate you!” Leo giggled, still squirming slightly from the phantom tickles. He yanked his arms into his hoodie sleeves and tugged the hood over his head, effectively disappearing.

“Oh c'mon, ‘Nardo,” Donnie teased, “You won't be wittle forever!”

“Leave me alone!” Leo said dramatically, “You guys are the worst!”

“Aww, cheer up Leo,” Raph said, lightly squeezing Leo's side.

“EEP-! Ohohokay! Ohohokay!” Leo giggled frantically, yanking the hood off his head, “I'm nahat mahahad!”

“Man, you're so cute like this!” Raph exclaimed, holding Leo against his cheek, “Raph just wants to eat you up!”

“Don't you- RAHAHAPH!” Leo squealed, trying to squirm his way out of Raph's hold when he started nibbling at his tummy, “RAHAHAPH! TOHOHO- EEE! SNRT- PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Your wittle tummy is so yummy to Raph!” Raph teased, making Leo blush and squirm more.

“RAHAHAHAPHIE! DAHAHAN'T!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back in laughter as Raph lightly nibbled his tummy.

“You're recording this, right?” Mikey asked, watching with a wide grin.

“Please, I record everything,” Donnie said with a smirk, “This entire thing has been.”

“He's not freaking out as bad as usual,” Mikey mused, giggling a bit, “I guess he got more ticklish as we got older!”

“Huh,” Donnie blinked, “I suppose I can test that. For the data collection of course."

Mikey hurried over, helping Raph tickle the tot, who laughed louder and fought against the two.

Donnie shook his head fondly, this idiot was way too protective of them. But at least they could get him to smile a bit.

“DEHEHEE! HEHELP MEHEHE!” Leo cried, trying to escape Raph tickling his tummy and Mikey tickling his ribs.

“But of course!”

“NAHAH– NAHAT THE KNEHEHES! DOHONIE!”

Found this one in my drafts and was like Why not post it? :3

✨Remember to drink water✨

[heartfullofleeches]

"Bubby!"

Community spouse- How ever did they come up with such a brilliant name?

As hard as you may deny or laugh off the title, there was merit to the claim. Rain or shine, you were always there when your friends needed you. Some went so far as to have you as their emergency contact, others a shoulder to lend on. On birthdays, your messages were the first many would receive, and during the holidays not one person felt left out with your thoughtful presents and dedication to the case. Your efforts were expressly noted by those lonely hearts this Valentine's day, when you'd handcrafted them baskets filled of their favorite sweets and hand written cards. The addition of "from your dear friend" could've been left out for some, but they'd take what they could get.

Even now, the needs of others prioritize over your own. You pry yourself free from the arms at your neck to pass off the gift you had purchased for the one you all gathered here for, willfully letting yourself to be crushed in your friend's embrace once the task is completed. So close together. Like lovers. You greet them with a brisk kiss, your lips posed on their cheek for no more than a second. They lean to catch them with their own as you pull away, but by now you've wisened to their attempts.

"I have a name, you know." Your first addition to the conversation. It's easier to call out the lesser offense than air out their disregard for your personal space in front of everyone. Your tone is jovial and playful. Always one to defuse stressful situations, but never when you were at the center. If you kept it up they knew they'd wear you down eventually.

Just a little more.

"Awwwwe" They mewl; cheeks puffed, smile drooping as they card their fingers through the thin strands of hair at the base of your neck. "I can't give my cute little spouse a cute nickname? I ordered a cake for us to share too."

A snicker comes from across the table. The salt shaker rattles as someone else brings their foot down on the originator's foot.

"So - Y/n, you're coming out with us this weekend to celebrate my graduation still right?"

The change in atmosphere is almost palpable. "Won't miss it for anything else. Just let me know the time and location."

There's tug on your arm, nails clipping your skin through the layers of clothing meant to shield you.

"And you're still gonna be my date, riiiight? Since the last one bailed on me, and you're too good a friend to let me stay out by myself?"

"Yeah...I said I would, didn't I? Excuse me-" You rest your hand over theirs as you stand, peeling it from your shoulder as you walk off. Their eyes follow you as you depart - feigning innocence to the accusatory gazes pointed in their direction. You held their hand. It's really does like you're an old married couple sometimes. If only you weren't so difficult - then they wouldn't have to go to such great lengths to make you theirs. Your friend takes a drink of water as they turn back to the rest of the group.

"You're disgusting."

"Pardon?" They grab a napkin and dab at their face. "The waitress said their were no straws left, so I had no choice but you're right. Who knows if they clean their glasses properly."

"I'm talking about them. The way you throw yourself at Y/n is repulsive and won't make them like you anymore than the rest of us. They're nice to you because that's how they are and not because they're in love with you. You're their friend. If your little stunt doesn't work this weekend and they don't like you as you so claim, I'll fucking kill you myself-"

"It will work. Y/n loves me- Even if they don't now they will eventually. This attitude is why none of you will ever see them again once we're together. I can give them everything, while all you do is take. If you really don't think we'll be a perfect match, I can always show them those little notes from your messages and we can see their opinion on you is afterwards."

[k-nayee]

Cookout Hyung Line + Jimin

wc: 3.4k

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NAMJOON

• 𝐍𝐎𝐓 gonna lie, it was a rocky ass start when y'all first arrived

• having the meeting-the-family for the first time jives and all

• boy way shaking and sweating bullets the moment he stepped through the backdoor

• and to add salt on to the wound, almost the entire yard went silent when they spotted him

• with a strained smile and wave, you walk over to your parents

• Namjoon of course stayed close to your ass like white on rice

• the tension slowly went away as you spoke to the older generations of the family

• sweet baby Joon just sitting there quietly, ain't saying nothing in fear of messing up

• even though it wasn't being spoken, everyone was curious of the new face, hence the side glances every now and then

• it wasn't until your LEAST favorite loud mouth no filter having ass boy cousin came over to start some shit up

• "Aye ____, why you bring this anime non-speaking Nigga up in here? Black men ain't too good enough or something?"

• you purse your lips at his words, ultimately done with the bullshit

• it became even more awkward when you heard murmurs of agreement around

• "First off, I very much can speak and understand English. Secondly..." Joon steps closer, towering over the froggy male with a look of contempt, "What does me being Asian have to do with it?"

• "......."

• "........"

• ".........MYYY NIGGA! WASSUP MANE. Aye you know I was just testing you right? Gotta see who right for my cuz and all."

• people let out forced laughs while [Cousin Name]'s dumbass try to cover up his mistake

• surprisingly after that, Namjoon begins to open up and talk more with the family

• more so the younger ones, but at least he trying and that's all that matters

• the little kids think he's some kind of dog whisperer since all the dogs crowd around him for some reason as he tells them stories

• your parents damn near teared up when they found out he was smart

• "Oooh, ____ got a smart one y'all! Not only is my baby in college, but she also dating an Einstein! Oh [Auntie Name], I almost forgot to ask how your daughter doing with that locked dope dealer boyfriend of hers. Chris was it?"

• "Mama, please. Now is not the time to be starting stuff. This ain't a competition between me and [Cousin Name]."

• "Yeah yeah, whatever. Now baby, now that I know ____ got somebody like you around. Please help her raise them grades up, cause whew chile!"

• "Mama!"

• since he's still afraid to go out of his way to socialize unless being approached, Namjoon decides to spend most of his time with your mother

• bastard even got a chance to see the photo album that held ALL of your baby photos

• "Awwww, look at this photo! You were so cute ____!"

• "I swear Joon, Imma beat your ass if you don't get them photos out my damn face."

• "But why? You're adorable in these~"

• "Adorable? Adorable?! Just cuz you fucking me doesn't mean you gotta lie. We both know those some questionable ass baby pictures."

• he's so soft spoken and polite in conversations but wouldn't mind starting some shit up if needed for your sake

• ...words be so sly that it'll take a few minutes before your brain finally process what he said

• "I'm surprised ____ was able to get into [prestigious university], let alone in a whole 'nother country!"

• "It's really hard to get into [prestigious university] of Seoul while even being an international student. Then again, I don't even know why I'm telling you this. Not like you could meet the entry requirements needed to attend."

• not a roaster, but definitely one to throw light jabs and heavy shade

• being your grandma's favorite (even tho she says she loves all her grandkids equally) you knew it was over when finding out that she likes him more than you

• at least you still got your Uncle Pookie. It always take a few years before he warms up to the outsiders of the famil-

• "Oh yeah, did I mention I did a collab with Nicki Minaj and Juice Wrld before?"

• all hell breaks loose

• everybody asking questions left to right

• even Uncle Pookie don left your side to talk to Namjoon about it

• "...did...did he just...?"

• ....yeah, he stole ya family

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SEOKJIN

• despite having met your parents before, he was still nervous about meeting the whole family

• that doesn't mean he was gonna show it tho

• with a mask of full confidence on, he walked through the back gates and into the backyard

• even when feeling eyes on him, he kept it up. 'just fake it til you make it'

• eventually, the confidence quickly became real once speaks to your parents

• it wasn't until he saw the amount of food at the table did he fully relax

• your mama saw the dazed look on his face and immediately walked him over

• "Nice to see you again Jin! That food caught your attention huh? Don't worry baby, what you want to eat? Just tell me and mama will fix a plate for you. And don't be shy either, especially when ya looking like ____ ain't feeding you right!"

• "Really mama?!"

• "Hush now! You can't blame me, look at him! Now come on sweetie, let's go get you some food~"

• ate every and anything placed in front of him

• finished damn near five plates before he decided to take a break for desserts

• so many of the serving ladies (who were mostly your aunties and older cousins) dropped their panties when they saw the number of empty plates and tried to feed him more.

• "Here sweetheart, you want some more greens?"

• "Edna don't nobody want them dry ass greens! Here, try some of my chicken. Saved the biggest piece just for you~"

• "Please, we already know you bought that shit from the store so it ain't no use trying to act all brand new Zelma. Know damn well you ain't fooling nobody with ya fake chicken having ass!"

• a war would've broken out had you not stepped in and took Jin away as he continued to watch the fight while stuffing his face with some of the chicken

• even after, he went back to try the spicy foods on the other side of the table

• quickly fell in love and got everything he could put his hands-on

• "What's this?"

• "They're homemade jalapeño poppers."

• "I'll take 50 of them."

• "Jin that's damn near all of them!"

• "Well it's homemade right? So they can just make some more then...problem solved!"

• seeing him gobbling down the food, your grandma comes over and the two end up in an intense conversation

• what's it about?

• you guessed it: food

• Jin became really good at dancing to the Wobble once he studied everyone's movements for a few moments

• but immediately goes in a corner out of embarrassment until your grandma calls him back to talk (about food again lol)

• when he found out she made those jalapeño poppers...extreme fanboy mode on

• your grandma enjoyed his enthusiasm so much she gave him the recipe and a to-go plate before y'all left

• rest assured that he's definitely been invited for the next social event

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YOONGI

• it's kinda a good thing that it's a cookout because he refuses to handle a family gathering in one room

• "I don't got time to be breathing in all that shit, what if somebody got the 'Rona over there?"

• "Yoongi...you really ain't shit. You know that?"

• "Didn't hear you deny it tho."

• "...Whatever let's just go."

• "Now don't forget your facema-"

• "Yoongi!"

• "Okay, okay!...I'm still bringing that can of Lysol spray with me."

• even though he's quiet, he doesn't hesitate to talk some shit if needed

• is only nice with the adults, but not the kids caus-

• "Fuck dem damn kids! They ain't mines, and even if they were...fuck my own kids then. I don't talk to people younger than me like that."

• he snaps at your rude ass aunties and shows off some of his unfinished raps and beats

• the kids and your cousins are amazed

• "Woah...that's so dope!"

• "____! Why didn't you tell me how cool your boyfriend was?!"

• they watch him with their mouths dropped open in awe, eagerly hanging on to every word he spits out in a freestyle rap despite it being in a language they didn't know/understand until the food is ready

• your parents (low-key only your dad cause momma still didn't forgive him from that stunt he pulled at church) smile at how soft he is when he looks at you despite having a glare as his resting bitch face

• eats only one plate that was made by you

• the same older cousins and uncles that silently talked shit about him suddenly does an 180 and tries to kiss his ass once they find out he's a producer and rapper of big company

• "Aye mane, you think you could listen to my demo or sum cuz? 'Preciate it."

• reluctantly agrees to listen, but Yoongi -being the way he is- straight up stops the music by middle chorus and gives his honest opinion

• "Um...what the fuck is this?"

• "Whatchu mean mane? It's fye huh? So you can put me on an album or sum?"

• "You do know that the background music is the goddamn theme song from that Sofia The First show right?"

• "...yeah, I wanted to add a 'lil twist to it. Was there a mistake in it?"

• you immediately remember how brutal the idol can be from time to time and step in before he can get an asswhooping from dudes that's three times his size

• "...mistake? My guy, I don't know if you know this, but yo whole so-called song is a mis-"

• "Yoongs..."You give a strained smile, ignoring the wondering gazes at what you're suddenly saying in Korean, "please shut the fuck up."

• "Wha-why the hell do I have to shut up?! If anything, we know who needs to, and not to mention that wonky-ass Disney Cinderella song they call a beat."

• "You do know they just got out right?"

• "Of what? Kindergarten? 'Cause that's all I can tell from those barely basic ass rhyming words they put up in there. Pssh, you would think they would learn how to actually rap with all that free time they had."

• "Yoongi!"

• he's...an overall good guest...somewhat

• will help clean up because he trying to get back in your mother's good graces (and not because you promised to give him some sloppy toppy if he at least tried)

• dances...very very aggressively

• accidentally don electric slide right into the poker table

• y'all gonna mostly be by yourselves because he doesn't really want to socialize

• keep in mind that he is blunt and aggressive, which is a type of attitude a lot of black family members hate with a passion

• but does Yoongi care about what your family thinks of him?

• "Do I really look like I give a fuck? Well too bad...cause I FUCKING DON-"

• he will snap off if they say something shady, even if there's a little hint of it: hands will be thrown

• "Waste of my goddamn time right here...you made us come all the way to Korea when you could've easily came to the states, and for what?"

• "To watch her become the best fucking [dream profession]. And it's not like yo broke ass paid for the tickets and hotel, probably wouldn't have been able to afford a cardboard box to spend the week in if it was up to you."

• he ain't gonna sugar coat SHIT

• might end up fighting a relative if it comes up to it

• "Now listen here young man-"

• "No you listen here you ungrateful ass excuse of a person, you've been nothing but a pain in my balls since the moment we met. So you better back the fuck up before you get smacked the fuck up. I don't give a rat's ass who or how old you are. Whether you a man, woman, non-binary, or a damn tree, I don't give a FUCK. But I do know one thing: these fists are pansexual and rated E for everyone, so you can catch 'em if you want."

• depending on how prideful they are, they might not like that

• when you guys leave and go back to your apartment you cuddle

• "You didn't have to do all that Yoongi. Some family are just like that, gotta roll with the punches."

• "I don't care who they are to you, you deserve the same respect you give them. Not any of that petty bullshit they love to spew out. And speaking of petty, that's why I took both pans of the peach cobbler and banana pudding too."

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HOSEOK

• he's excited

• not a single drop of nerves running through his body at all

• he's super happy that the two of you finally reached the next level of a relationship which meant meeting your family

• greeted the cousins casually but with a mega watt ass smile

• some even came up to you complaining about it

• "Damn ____, tell your man to calm down with all that smiling shit! Almost went blind."

• "...but ain't you already blind Cousin Brian...?"

• "And? It gotta mean something if I was able to see a bright ass light in all this darkness."

• "I-well okay then. Hobi stop smiling too much, you messing up my blind cousin's eyesight."

• "Oh oka-what?"

• everyone adores him, yes even that one messy cousin that's always trying to ruin a family member's day (and relationship) with their new boyfriend/girlfriend

• you tried to keep Hoseok away from her, but he just had to say something when he saw her standing alone in a sheer dress that was clearly once a t-shirt

• "No Hoseok, let's go this wa-Hoseok!"

• "Hello! Very pretty dress you wearing~"

• "...okay and? The fuck you telling me that? You want your lil dick sucked or something Asian boy?"

• he laughs brightly at her words

• "No no thank you. But you should smile more, very pretty face to waste by frowning."

• with that, he takes your hand goes over to the kids which damn neared baffled the whole yard of the two's interaction

• and thanks to him having to be a nice piece of shit, you now gotta fend him off from ya messy ass cousin who now crushing on him

• plays games with the little kids, all the women swooning as he chases them around and picks them up like a father would with their child

• "Awe ____, you got you a cute white boy."

• "Thank you grandma, but he's Korean."

• "Well I like him!"

• when at the table he proudly brags about your achievements at work while also handling the process of obtaining a degree at the same time

• when you bring up his world-known status they are   s h o o k

• goes with you and your cousins to the liquor store when all your low-key alcoholic aunts and uncles drank them all

• "____, I like your family. They're all really fun to hang out with!"

• "Mmmm, you say that now. But give it time, I'm sure you'll change your mind."

• as stated before, he naturally gets along with everyone

• but just because he's safe doesn't mean that the shit relatives you have won't try to come for you

• and after learning some tips from Yoongi, he's ready to defend your honor

• "Want to talk all that smack about ____, just wait. She's gonna be the greatest [dream profession] there is! Bet you won't be able to say shit then."

• this definitely gets him more respect from your parents and older male cousins

• he won't stand for anyone trash-talking you

• not at all

• so yeah, they overall love him because hello? He's Jung Hoseok

• he fixed the younger kids plates, even sneaking in extra desserts which made him a long time favorite amongst them

• complimented every food he tried, even if the macaroni and cheese Cousin Brian made was dry

• "Hey now, it wasn't my fault! I didn't notice that the dial was turned all the way up when I first turned on the oven."

• "Cousin Brian...you blind my guy, how could you have known?! Now, matter fact...who the hell gave this man the responsibility of cooking in the first goddamn place?!"

• ...ANYWAYS

• ate at least 3 plates and quickly danced all that food off when the music started

• cupid shuffled right into ya grandma's heart while grinding into your aunties'

• courtesy of ya [Uncle's Name] giving him a cup of 'juice'

• poor baby had passed out not too long after drinking too much of it and woke up without his watch and shoes

• luckily, you knew that something like this would happen and was easily able to retrieve them all before leaving

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JIMIN

• socially awkward, but is still a good person to be around

• and since babes got that shmoney, he made sure to bring expensive presents along even when you said not to

• if any of your family try to mooch off him you shut that shit down real quick

• "Aye now, if you don't keep your crusty ass hands away from my boyfriend them $90 nails gonna be a waste of money when I get through with them."

• he just loves it when you get defensive over him sometimes, a little blush grazes his face

• they ask all sorts of questions about his life back on back without even giving him a chance to answer

• seeing him visibly flustered from the lack of understanding what they're saying, you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind to sidetrack their focus on him

• "His parents are in Empire."

• "Really? Say sike right now."

• "N-no for real! Y'all don't remember the those few episodes...with...those Asian parents?"

• "..."

• "..."

• "...you know, now that you mention it..."

• "Oh shit! ____, you gotta keep him. And if y'all break up, you know where to hit me up."

• They treat him like a long lost son that's been reunited with his family once more

• "Has ____ been good?"

• "Yes ma'am. She's been working so hard lately that she even got promoted!"

• "Oh that's good to hear. But sweetpea you don't need to so polite!"

• "Sweetpea, you want another plate?"

• "I-if you don't mind ma'am."

• "Oh please with all that ma'am nonsense baby! Call me Grandma~"

• he likes the vanilla wafer cookies in the banana pudding the most

• good with baby cousins

• "Can you get the water hose and play with us ____'s boyfriend? My momma said the kids can't do it by themselves."

• low-key got all the single relatives checking him out.

• Especially when his shirt became translucent from the water which shown a slim waist and built abdomen that was hidden while some old shorts he borrowed from you showed off his thicc thighs and ass that's even plumper than yours

• "Ooh, look at ____'s boyfriend! Bet he taste just the way he look: real good huh~"

• "Yup, and he's mine too [Cousin Name]. Better watch yourself before a few tracks go missing boo~"

• "Damn ____! Where you been hiding him? Mmm mm mm. What's good ____'s boyfriend, you looking for some fun later on tonight?"

• "Um...n-no t-thank you. I-i'm fine."

• "Aight no pressure, just let me know when you need me."

• "[Cousin #2 Name], you ain't in no damn prison penitentiary anymore and Jimin ain't one of those 'lil he-bitches you can fuck just because he got ass. So back the fuck off."

• "Aight damn cuz, you ain't gotta get all territorial and shit....so Jimin...do you got a snap or some-"

• "I swear if I see you, [Cousin Name], and any other of y'all thirsty hoes around my boyfriend one more goddamn time! I'm beating some asses."

• ANYWAYS

• everybody adore him

• like there is not one single family member that dislikes him

• even if y'all were the type to be messy and filled with drama, he'll fit right in once they saw that he didn't take shit from nobody

• and when they do try to for either of you, cut off and put in their place immediately

• "I still can't believe it. How did ____ manage to get someone like him?!"

• "Oh? You mean Just like how you managed to get divorced five times?"

• the whole table done exploded with 'oh shit' and 'he got you [Auntie Name]'

• some even had to walk away from that one

• Jimin definitely earned a place in the family

[yanderesimp2000]

cruel vox x Fem hellhound reader Chap 1/2

Vox and hellhound because I'm craving this I didn't put this on the vote because I needed to do it NOW

TWs,biting,threats,dehumanization,Love bombing,cruelty, Being bombarded with treats,mentions of euthanasia

your a hellhound a dog with a humanoid body the lowest ranking being in hell mostly used as pets or body guards your sitting in your enclosure when suddenly vox himself walks in and starts looking at you through the bars Vox smiles and says "Aww, what a pretty girl! You look so cute in your cage!" You back away growling a little not trusting Demons Aw, is someone an angry dog? "Is someone a wittle bitey dog? " He reaches into the cage and ruffles your hair a little. You get even anger and start snarling "Aww, I think this dog likes me!" He keeps messing with your hair. "Aww, you're just soooo... cute..." "ILL BITE YOUR HAND OFF" you yell clearly enraged He laughs and keeps messing with your hair. "Oh, but that would just be so mean. What did I even dooo? Do you want some scritches? I have some snacks..." "No i dont want any scritchies just leave me alone" you say wanting him to go away "Awwww, are you suuuuure? Look how soft your fur is! " He gives you a little scritch behind your ear. You look at him with hatred and anger He laughs. "Oh c'mon... just be a good little dog..."

You were beyond your patience and you showed your fangs "Aww, you look so cute when you're angyyy... y"ou then go in for a bite He jerks his hand away quickly." Aww, so you're a biter, are you? You know what I would do if I were your owner, my cute little puppy? If you were a good little dog, I'd let you out of your cage..." you snarl and yell "LEAVE ME ALONE" He reaches into the cage again and starts messing with your hair again. "Awwwww, someone is grumpy.... " you then go in for another bite but this time you manage to just brush him not causing any major discomfort Vox jerks away again. "Owwww, wow, you really are bitey..." He reaches in again and starts ruffling your hair. Aww, you have to ask nicely..." This time you go in and BITE BITE His hand taking a small pea sizing check of flesh with you

He yanks his hand back, cursing under his breath. "F-fuck!" Vox growls in pain. "Y-you little mutt!..." you snarl again regaining your composure and say "leave me alone" He glares at you through the bars. His hand is bleeding. But.... a devious idea crosses his mind. "Oh, but then again... I have a better idea." you snarl and attempt to bite but your confined in your cage/ room and he's on the other side Vox grins, reaching into his pocket. He brings out a little treat and tosses it to you. you are annoyed but say "I... don't want your treats" He tosses another treat into your enclosure. "Aw, don't be like that! It's just a little treat! I bet you would LOVE it if I just let you out, huh?" Vox giggles, throwing another treat into your enclosure. You are just suuuuch... such a cutie! he kept throwing treats into your cage they were high quality and you were starving for something other then kibble but you didnt want to give him the satisfaction of winning

He tosses another treat into your enclosure. Come on... be a good puppy.. "I don't need all these treats" you say annoyed Vox tosses a couple more treats in. "Come on... just... try one.." "GO AWAY" you yell losing your patience Vox chuckles, tossing another treat in. "You sure you can't be a little... friendly?" you get even more mad you don't trust demons "not with your kind" you snarl

He tosses another treat in." Aaaaawwwww, but what if I let you... out?" He tilts his head. One corner of his mouth starts to curl up." If I open this cage... Would you be... nice?" He grins evilly. "Would you be... friends with me?" You look at him before screaming "NO" He grins even more. "Why not... pretty puppy?" you hate being called names like that you thought they were dehumanizing "I'm not your puppy" your growl back at him He keeps grinning and tossing treats in. "I think you could be. I think I could make you my puppy..." you then get so annoyed and overwhelmed you hide under your bed where he cant see you

Vox leans against the cage, his grin slowly fading into a frown. "H-hey... get back here... " He starts trying to stick his hand through the slats of the cage to pet you. you needed to let him know to go away so you suddenly came out and bit his hand only breaking a little skin Vox jerks his hand away again, gritting his teeth. Blood starts to drip down his palm. "F-fuck..." Vox grits his teeth, muttering to himself. "...damn mutt..." He grits his teeth but keeps trying to reach your collar through the cage. to pull you to him he used his electric powers to heal his wound you then bite and again but this time you don't let go for a little bit Vox shrieks, yanking his hand away and clutching it to his chest. "F-fucking mutt!" Blood dripping down over his fingers. Vox glares in a mix of pain and rage. His screen starts flickering, the image warping. His eyes narrow and his voice sounds more raspy and dangerous. You... you little BASTARD! you yell at him "THATS THE SIGN TO LEAVE ME ALONE" Vox growls, spitting out curse after curse. His screen flickers rapidly. The image warps, becoming dark and twisted

He snarls, his eye swirling rapidly. It is apparent at that moment that his facade is gone, and he is genuinely furious. "F-fuck... you...." your unbothered by his word and you go back to the corner of your cage Vox growls low, banging his fists on the cage."y'know I could have to put down for that" he smirks evilly "and do you want that" He sighs, calming down and using his electrical powers to seal the wounds on his hand. He sighs again, sitting down and leaning up against the cage. "...f-fucking mutt... " you stayed in the corner of the cage trying to ignore him

He sighs again, but laughs to himself. Aw, you think you're scary, don't you? "lets see how scary you can be when their dragging you out your cage to be put down because of how vicious you are" you suddenly stop when he says this His grin returns. "Oh, did I hit a sore spot?" He tosses a couple of treats in. "But don't worry, little buddy, I won't let you be euthanized... as long as you're my good little puppy..." His grin grows. He chuckles to himself. He seems almost... giddy about the idea. "What do you say? Come over... come over here and let old Vox give you some good-girl patttssss~" your growl and say "I'm only doing this because your forcing me to" before going to the front of the cage where the openingg was big enough for vox to grab you and touch you but to small for you to crawl out of

He giggles and kneels down to start to mess with your hair. "Yes, that's my good girl, my pretty little pup~" you just grumble and let it happen He just continues messing and playing with your hair. "Mm, yes, such a good little puppy, arent' you? Yes you are~" He keeps playing with your hair. "Yes, such a good girl~..." He just keeps playing with your hair. "Yes, such a well -behaved little puppy..." He keeps petting and playing with your hair. Suddenly, he smiles. "And you know what little puppies get for being good, don't you?" He holds a treat up in front of your nose. you get annoyed and say "you already threw a bunch of treats in here" Vox chuckles. "And this is the twenty-fourth! Don't complain, little puppy. Come on... you want it, don't you?" you give in and eat the treat out of his hand Vox chuckles. "Yes, there we go! Good girl..."

He leans back against the cage and sighs, grinning. "You know... even if I wasn't threatening you with euthanization I bet I still could've gotten you on board, couldn't I...?" you growl a little annoyed He chuckles and starts messing with your hair again. "Oh, yes, of course I could. Because... you're a dog." His grin gets wider. "And a dog is a dog... and a dog will do anything for a treat, right?" you hated being called a dog you wanted to be treated to like a regular demon

He laughs. "You've been eating out of my hand all this time. I think that makes you a dog." you get sad and say "t-t-this is dehumanizing" Vox just continues grinning. "...oh, you poor thing. Is that the worst thing happening to you right now? Oh, you poor little dog! Are you a sad dog?" You get even madder and say "I wish I could gnaw your hand off" His grin only gets bigger. "Oh? What's that? You wanna bite my hand again, huh? You wanna do something about it?" He leans in so his face is inches away from yours. "Go on. Go ahead. Try and bite me." He keeps grinning, holding his hand out to encourage you to bite it again. "bite me but after your going to the goodbye room" he then points to the euthanasia unit you then start to whimper your brave and vicious facade starting to crumble under fear of death He giggles and grins in a more menacing manner. "Do it, you mutt." you get sad and say "i-im not a mutt" "Oh really?" He leans down closer to your face. "Then why are you acting like one?" you then growl quietly He pats your head. "Are you getting upset... little doggie"? He scoffs. "Aw, the little puppy's growling! Is the little puppy feeling mad... or scared?" He suddenly chuckles and grabs your scruff. "You're so cute when you're feeling scared~!" you hated it when people touched your scruff it was your sensitive and personal area "d-d-dont touch there" you whimper

He holds you by the scruff. "And why not? I mean, what are you going to do about it? I don't think you're that fierce or scary, dog." He keeps holding you by the scruff. "I mean, you're just a scared little puppy dog... You can't do anything. I can do whatever I want and you can't do anything to stop me. And I can tell that you want to be a good little puppy dog. So..." You snarl and say "if only I could bite you" He grins as he starts to squeeze your scruff. "But you can't. Can't bit me... Can't run away....." you whimper a little more He squeezes a little harder. "Can you do anything? Can you stop me doing this? Hmmm?" you get desperate and say "s-s-stop please" He squeezes even harder. "Or what? Or what will you do, puppy?" He keeps squeezing until your paws start to lift up off the floor slightly. you get out a yelp in distress He laughs as he squeezes even harder, not letting up. "Awww, does my little puppy want me to stop? Vox squeezes even harder and he keeps laughing. Eventually you're completely lifted off the ground as he squeezes. The screen flickers as he squeezes even harder and he shows absolutely no signs of letting up. He continues squeezing and finally releases you, letting you drop to the floor with a thud. He is now laughing a little harder. His screen flickers as he laughs menacingly, his expression twisting from playful to just cruel. "Oh, did I hurt my little puppy?" He kneels down, looking over you. "Oh, did I hurt you?" He seems to be getting off on hurting you.... "yes you will be perfect let's go home now pup" he then picks you up by the scruff and walks out of the shelter

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 65

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, kinda rushed? kinda angst at the end, many mentions of throwing up, underage drinking, more drunk teen stuff, let me know if i missed anything.

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"alright let's go over this again- what time are you supposed to be home?"

"11 at the latest"

"and how will you get home?"

"you pick me up or khonshu walks me home"

"and what do you do if you get uncomfortable?"

"tell evie then call you"

"that's right" marc says and you sigh, feeling your leg bounce up and down due to the nerves.

your first highschool party. technically.

evie went to your school, but you didn't see each other at all. except when she would occasionally walk home.

marc parks the car at the side of the road, and you look over to evies house which was booming with music and colored lights.

and that was when she came out.

she was in a sparkly red dress that only reached to the middle of her thighs, and she had sparkling jewelry in every possible place she could.

you opened the door to step out of the car when you looked down at your own clothing- which consisted of plain black shorts, a white t shirt and jakes leather jacket.

"awwww! you look so cute!" evie compliments and you look down to the sidewalk shyly.

"hey" marc calls out behind you so you turn around. "don't do anything stupid, okay?"

you smile at him. "i won't. i love you guys" you say before shutting the door and walking to evie.

"that guy is familiar.. is he that cabbie that yells at people and causes scenes all the time?" she asks, leading you to the door.

"yeah... that's my dad"

"oh okay- wait- that's your dad?!"

"yeah-"

she interrupts you by laughing. "i've heard him yell the funniest things at people-" she keeps laughing as she opens the door.

you laugh along with her until you see the amount of people inside the house.

evie senses your nerves and turns to you. "if you get overwhelmed just tell me and i can hang out with you in my room if you want" she offers and it makes you feel better about going.

"thank you"

"now- for drinks we have apple juice, water, some sprite, and i think someone brought a bunch of alcohol but i don't drink-" she leads you to the kitchen.

"apple juice?" you ask almost excitedly and evie nods.

"well i can get you some and you can go hang out if you want, get to know people?" she suggests and you nod, walking to the huge living room where there's maybe 15 people dancing about on the floor, and you choose to go stand in the corner of the room and watch everyone as they have fun.

that was when someone came up to you.

"heyyyyy! i haven't seen you before! what's your name?!" a boy looking around your age starts, leaning against the wall next to you.

"i'm.. im y/n"

"ohhhhh! evies friend! i've heard so much about you!!" he slurs out taking a huge gulp of whatever liquid was in his red solo cup.

"uhh.. yeah. i'm evies friend-"

"well i'm bradley it's wonderful to meet you- you're so pretty!" he brings a hand up to brush down the bridge of your nose, making you lean away a bit.

"oh- i'm sorry force of habit" he pulls his hand away and puts it in his pocket.

"my ex used to let me admire her" he looks down at the ground and you watch in shock at the boy's dramatic expression.

"but she cheated on me!" he tears up, leaning to you again and hugging you, spilling all of his drink on the floor.

you just stand there and awkwardly pat his back.

"she- she cheated on me with my brother!" he sobs violently into your shoulder and squeezes his arms tighter around your waist.

evie comes back with your apple juice and looks shocked at the position you're in.

"what happened?" she whispers as she comes up next to you.

"this is my new friend bradley. i think he's wasted or something" you shrug and evie chuckles before rubbing his back, making him let go of you to wipe his tears, by dropping his empty cup on the floor.

he adjusts his beanie you didn't know he had on, which conveniently has embroidered writing on it saying 'sad boi' with a frowny face next to it.

he takes your hand in his and kisses it. "i'm sorry- you're just so pretty- are you single? would you ever cheat on me-?" he asks while still slurring his words together.

evie starts leading him away from you. "she's happily married, now let's go" she starts. "i'm just taking him up to the guest room really quick- i'll be right back" she hands you your cup of juice and you nod.

you look down at the wet spot on the floor from when bradley spilled his drink and cringe, moving to another corner of the room.

trouble just always seems to come your way and another boy approaches you.

"what's that you're drinking?" he asks nodding his head at you.

you just stare at him for a moment. "apple juice"

he lets out a single laugh. "yeah? and what else?" he asks completely serious.

you just stare at him again. "it's just apple juice-"

"awww, you got invited to a party and you're not even gonna drink? just a little bit?" he talks to you in a tone a mother would her child.

"no."

"come on, just take a sip" he holds his cup out to you and you look inside it, just seeing clear liquid. you could smell it from there and you lean your head away from it.

he chuckles again. "this your first time? come on, just a little"

"no thank you-"

"what are you? chicken?" he scoffs with a smile.

"what? no!" you get defensive, standing up straight.

"yes you are! just take a sip you pussy!" he shouts, making a couple people turn around to watch the exchange.

you notice the cup was about half full of probably many different kinds of alcohol, so you yank it from his hand and chug the whole thing in one breath.

you throw the cup down while the small crowd watching you cheers in delight.

you feel a sudden urge of confidence as a girl comes up to you while her friend pours both vodka and tequila in a red cup at the same time until it was almost all the way full.

you look to the boy from before and he nods. "come on my new friend! don't pussy out!" he jokes and you take the cup, again chugging the whole thing without taking a breath.

the crowd goes wild as you wipe the excess liquid from your mouth and you start coughing due to the sting of the burning sensation in your throat.

you throw the cup down again. "another!" you yell, causing the boy next to you to pour the tequila into your apple juice.

you take a breath before chugging that as well, then crushing the cup in your hand after feeling your stomach gurgle.

you put a hand to your stomach and breath slowly, feeling something reach your head.

now everything felt.. fuzzy. like when you try on your friends glasses and see how blind they truly are.

or taking your own glasses off and not being able to see shit.

you stumble back into the wall behind you and the boy wraps an arm around your shoulder and shoves another drink in your hand.

"drink up, you're the life of the party now!" he shouts, earning cheering from everyone again, who's attentions were all on you.

you slowly bring the cup to your lips when evie takes it from you, and you get surprised at the fact that she appeared out of no where.

"what are you doing?" she asks and then turns to the boy that still had an arm wrapped around your shoulder.

"did you pressure her into doing this?" she asks him angrily and he moves closer to you.

"nah, she just isn't a pussy" he looks over to you and turns your head towards him with his thumb and forefinger on your chin.

before you could register what was happening his lips were on yours and when you realized it you pushed him away and tripped him so that he was on the ground below you.

you bent down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and got in his face. "what the fuck is wrong with you?! you can't just kiss someone like that- i have a boyfriend!" you slam him back down and walk away, evie following you.

you find yourself in her kitchen, which was void of people, sitting at the island on a barstool.

"you okay?" she rubs your arm. "i'm so sorry about him- he's always like that"

"why are you friends with him?" you counter and she sighs, sitting on the stool next to you.

"he acts all goody goody in front of my parents and blackmails me into inviting him to parties" she says and you look to her.

"that.. that's not right.." you shake your head and she smiles at you.

"it's okay. he's just annoying" she scoffs and you let out a laugh.

"yeah like who just kisses someone like that- i don't even know his name!" you laugh again. "oh my god casper is going to be so mad at me. "you mumble, putting your head in your hands.

evie rubs your back. "he's not, he'll understand" she starts. "do you want to come dance with me?"

~~~

a couple hours later- about 10:30- you were guzzling down all the drinks people were shoving in your face.

they were all cheering you on for not passing out considering you've probably drank the equivalent of a whole bottle of vodka of all the types of alcohol in the house.

you were just about to drink some more when evie approached you again.

"heyyyy y/n- how about we take a break-"

"but evie! i'm not a pussy!" you retort and she takes your wrist and drags you from the crowd.

"hey- why'd you do that..?" you manage to slur out.

"i think it's time for you to go home- but! i had fun! and you had fun and i'll invite you over again but i think it's passed your bedtime"

"i ain't got a bedtime-"

"yes you do, now are you okay to walk home?"

"yeah i got someone"

"...okay.. well i'll see you later okay?" she leads you to the door and you adjust your jacket.

"y-yeah" you stutter, then hiccup.

evie softly smiles at you before closing the door and khonshu appears behind you.

"you are not well" he says and you turn around slowly, and stumble down the stairs from evie's house.

"i'm fine- m' jus' tired all of a sudden" you close your eyes for a second and when you open them you're right in front of the door to the apartment.

"what.."

"i am a god. don't be stupid" khonshu says, walking through the wall into the apartment, and you try to do the same only to end up hitting your head on the door.

"fuck!" you shout, trying to get the key out of your pocket to unlock the door.

let's just say when you get inside, marc is giving you a really weird look as you try to lock the door again.

"did you have fun..?" he asks, getting up off the couch to approach you and you struggle to get your shoes off.

"yeahhh" you say, almost tripping off your shoes to go and hug marc, leaning all your weight against him.

he was surprised until he smelt a familiar aroma. he takes your face in his hands and sees how bloodshot they are.

"have you been drinking?" he asks and you nod.

"i had some apple juice" you start laughing.

marc looks down at you in shock. "you- you reek of alcohol" he tells you and you look back up at him.

"well b'cause i'm not a pussy" you explain and he sighs.

"dude she is drunk" jake points out.

"i think you mean wasted" steven corrects.

"hey i can hear you!" you yell at the mirror, seeing steven put his hands up in surrender.

"and i'm not drunk!"

"oh yeah? tell the time" marc argues.

you slowly turn to the digital clock on the oven. "i am not drunk!" you say to the clock and marc sighs tiredly.

marc takes both your shoulders and guides you to your room. "you stay here, i doubt you've eaten anything lately" he makes you sit down on your bed to go get pop tarts from the kitchen.

you sit and begin to not feel well, like as if you swallowed acid.

marc comes back and see you visibly turning pale- and rushes you to the bathroom.

right as you get there you empty your guts into the toilet- and it burns even worse coming back up than it did going down.

you threw up for almost a whole minute and once you were done you were a sobbing mess.

marc carefully wiped the puke from your bottom lip with a wet towel, and used a different one to place against your forehead.

"take it easy-"

"dad! i'm sorry! i- i was being called a pussy for not drinking an' i don't like being made fun of anymore for i drank a little bit!" you cry, and marc just picks you up and carries you to your bed, setting you down and adjusting the cold cloth on your forehead.

"it's okay, kid. we'll talk in the morning okay? we love you" he says, gesturing to the pop tarts and glass of water. "please drink some water, okay"

"goodnight darling"

"buenas noches, dulce niña"

~~~

you woke up twice in the middle of the night to throw up.

and both times your dads were there to calm you down and make you drink water so you didn't get a headache.

they brought you pedro and luna who cuddled with you, knowing somehow that you were sick and needed a pick me up.

and it was the dreaded morning now, where you woke up with a pounding, ear splitting headache.

you groan and squeeze your eyes shut, running your hand down your face only to open your eyes and see steven sitting at your windowsill reading a book.

"what.. what are you doing..?" you grumble, trying to adjust to the light.

steven closes his book and sets it down beside him. "care to tell us why you came home drunk?" he asks.

"i don't know.." you say quietly, still feeling some effects of the alcohol. "i just.. it happened so fast" you sit up and sway a bit where you sit.

steven looks at you expectingly and you look away from him. "look- i didn't know there were drinks there-"

"so why did you do it?" marc asks, deciding to front. "do you know what underage drinking can do to you? you could've been poisoned" he starts and you scoff.

"poisoned by a bunch of seniors?"

"don't get smart with me right now. we can't keep fighting y/n" he ends quietly.

"it's been months since our last argument, but i can't let this slide" he says, making you look over to him sadly. "please explain yourself. and don't lie, please"

you look over to marc before starting. "this guy.. he kept calling me a pussy so i only drank a little bit.. at first" you add at the end.

"and everyone started cheering- so i took that as a good thing- so i started chugging cups of.."

"cups of what?" jake asks from your mirror.

you shrug nervously and marc shakes his head.

"that's extremely dangerous, y/n. you're lucky there wasn't anything too toxic in it- you could've gotten very sick!" he shouts and you nod.

"i really regret it.... i really shouldn't have done it. i feel like shit right now" you tell them honestly and marc nods.

"we need you to promise anything like this won't happen again" marc says and you nod.

"i promise dad- i mean it" you look into his eyes as you promise.

he nods and helps you up off your bed to bring you into a hug. you hug marc back until you feel your stomach acting up again.

jake sensed something was wrong and fronted to rush you to the bathroom.

once you got there you knelt in front of the toilet and spilled your guts again.

jake watched in pity as you finished, flushed the toilet and sat back against the bathtub on the floor.

you looked up at jake. "i'm sorry papa.." you whispered, looking down at the floor after.

"just.. clean up the kitchen and scoop the litter box. that's all for now" he tells you, so you smile and stand up, hugging him before he gently pushes you back.

"brush your teeth first, puke breath"

"fuck you, papa"

~~~

and of course, all three of your dads were thinking about all the activities from last night even after the first time you were forced to go to bed.

the first time you woke up, it was to call casper. to tell him you were drunk and that somebody kissed you and you felt super bad- and you needed to make sure he still loved you.

he said yes even though you were crying so hard you were drooling all over yourself.

and then you got forced to go back to sleep.

and then when you woke up the second time, it was because you were hungry- no, starving.

you ate two packages of pop tarts and some black olives. you almost ate the raspberries before marc hurried in because he heard noise, and helped you as you threw up again.

you slept soundly throughout the rest of the night, and now back to the present.

you ate some plain toast on the couch next to steven and the cats, who were cuddling on the armrest to your right.

"you feeling any better?" steven asks and you nod.

"thank you" you start. "definitely never doing that shit again- i hate throwing up" you shiver at the thought.

"glad you learned your lesson" steven says, and you lean your head against his shoulder as you start to fall asleep again.

steven smiles down at you, turning the tv off so he could get some sleep as well.

a nice sleepy morning for all of you, without anything to worry about at the moment.

except the fact you got wasted the night before and threw up a bunch.

but you'll be okay.

you'll all be okay.

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A/N : love you guys, and i know exactly how many chapters are left >:)

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[sugar-omi]

Ramble incoming - Do you think Cove could be a crybaby drunk? Cause I find that image both hilarious and adorable at the same time. Like idk what would lead to it but imagine MC being the more coherent of the two and watching Cove stare at his pet fish then suddenly he just starts sobbing which makes MC panic and ask what’s wrong to which he answers something weird like “It’s just… *sob* what if the fish secretly fish they could- *hic-* could fly but they’ll never be able too cause they’re fish…” *More sobbing* and now MC’s just standing there like “..what??”

And if we’re looking at a more fluffy/cute route imagine Cove taking one look at MC then getting emotional and sobbing cause he’s all like “Oh my god that’s my partner they love me awwww” *Sobbing*. Like I can’t help but imagine MC taking care of Cove while he’s like this and having to deal with his incoherent rambling about how lovely they are it’s just smth like:

MC: “Do you need to throw up?”

Cove: *Sobbing* “You’re so niccee.. I lovvve youuuuuuu..”

MC: “I love you too now cmon let’s go to the bathroom before you vomit on the couch”

he so would be!!! first he'd start off very affectionate, bc i think he is also a touchy/affectionate drunk (at least with his s/o, altho he's still touchy w friends like pulling them into hugs n stuff)

and while cove is weighing you down by sitting in your lap he starts crying abt how much he loves you n how he's so lucky to have you<3

also if you're not married or engaged yet then he'd start going on abt how he wants to marry you. if its early in your relationship its very surprising but it also makes you happy. pleasee bring it up to him in the morning, he's so cute blushing and stuttering and shyly admitting that yes he'd like to marry you one way

if you're already married then he'd forget and start wishing you were his spouse, n whn you remind him "honey we are married" he cries bc that means he can wake up to you tomorrow and youre so pretty/handsome. thanks you for marrying him (smth he'd do sober honestly but seeing him get teary eyed/cry abt how lucky n happy he is to have you for a spouse makes you very happy)

if you're engaged then he goes on about how beautiful/handsome you'll look on your wedding day n how excited he is to have you for his spouse

no matter what, will propose to you again <3

cove will be propped up on the table, head in his hands and watching you. when you ask what he's looking at, he just says dreamily. "you're so cute... marry me."

for the first minute he's drunk he's a total flatterer, flirting w you and being all sweet. then he turns into a cry baby the more he gets drunk <3333

[missamyrisa2]

your ftm teases are eeeevillllll

andi'mtooembarrassedtobeoffanon (but thank you for all you do, you're really lovely and your writing is just absolutely delightful)

I always sayyyy, handsome cutiessss like you are one of my specialtiesssss ~ I loooove sooo much making tough guys like you fall apart into silllyyyy helpless gigglessss. I'm just gonna push your buttons until you can't make any sounds except desperate gigglegasps. And by push your buttons I of courseee mean you're gonna be tied so gently spread on my bed while I snuggle up in my silkyyyy pink teddyyyy, leaving my hair down so I can throw it over your chest and let it tease your royal boy buttons ~ mmmh I'm going to overwhelm your senses yessss ~ I don't go in for the hardddd tough ticklessss nooooo ~ I make toughies like youuuu fall apart with the mosttttt gentle softtttt adoring touch, punctuated with alll my endlesssss squeaky silly gigglessss. Giggling riiight in your ear with little kissessss while my fingers trace around, one index finger at a time. Probing your arms, down to those armpits, circling round and round. Ooohh I'll find the spotssss you know I willll ~ using a fuzzyyy q-tip to go digging in your pitttiessss, giggling incessantly when I watch your biceps flexing. Awwww what's a mattahhhh tough guyyyy? Can't break outtt? Can't escape these colorful scarves and stop this crazyyyy girl from tickling youuu?

You gettt away you crazyyy girl don't tickle meeeee ~ ooh but I can't help it noooo you are soooo cute so handsome so darlinggg like thisssss nooo I'm not gonna stop. Not gonna not give those chest buttons kissiesss mmmmh mmmmh ~ let's seee how your muscles like a little massage massage mmmmh? Rubby rubbyyyy on your thiiiighhhh and your siiiideee? Oooh look at you flexxxx look at you struggle. Allll that muscle and it's alll for naughtttt. And ahhhh yessss don't think I don't see that boy button. Don't think I don't seeeee ittttt. Ooooh boy oh boyyyyy loook you are sooo excited huhhh? Soooo worked up for your ticklesss? Did my tickles doooo thatttt? Got you allll stifffff? Aww don't you worryyy I know exactlyyyy what to do with a boneyyyyyy ~ weeee kisssss! Mmmhmm we kisss and kisss but onlyyy the slightest kiss just the little brush of the lipssss yesss look at you quiverrrr! That's how I court a boy mmmmhmm. I get riiight in theree and let my lower lip do alll the talking, brushy upppp the lengthhhh and let you quiver it outtt. Does it tickleeee? How badlyyyyy does it tickle? How much do you think about my ticklessss? Ooh I've got more but you gotta ask mmhmm you gotta say pleeeeaseee tickle my royal boyy button pleaseeee make me sooooo harddddd ~ please tickle me hard? Oooh yess. Yes I will. I'm gonna make you my sparkling little tough guy gem. Your lovely boy button is gonna be diamonds by the time I'm done with youuu ~<3

[the-fiction-witch]

I Will Eat You

Media IRL

Character Thomas

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Cute

I laid in bed wrapped up tightly with blankets and pillows trying to keep myself warm, keep myself steady so I didn't throw up or worse. I felt terrible so I did my best to try and settle myself to rest and relax. 

"Hey, little lady," Thomas spoke up as he poked his head through the door 

"Get out!" I whined 

"I know you're not very well, but if I may ask a little question?"

"What?" 

"Would we have... a little sexy time?"

"No."

"But before you say no!"

"I've already said no."

"But... please consider, I have been cleaning out the kitchen today"

"Really?" I glared poking my head out the covers "You feel so entitled, that you literally feel like you deserve a blow job for cleaning the kitchen?"

"I mean... I'm not gonna say no. But while I was cleaning I found some chocolate at the back of the pantry, and because it was almost out of date.... I ate it. And now have discovered it was that horny chocolate we bought and forgot about." 

"So now?"

"So now I can't think straight because my dick is overriding all over thoughts in my brain" 

"No. if it's that much of an issue go jerk off in the bathroom."

"But I wanna have fun with my little lady."

"No!"

"Fine" he sighed going back to... whatever it was he was doing before he came to the bedroom, so I got myself cosy and cuddly trying to fight away my sickness for what felt like a good hour or two "Y/n?" He cooed 

"Hummm?"

"Did you want a little sexy time now?"

"No thomas."

"Aww, please?"

"No."

"What if I just came and gave you a little cuddle to make you feel better?" He asks coming closer to the bed

"You come near me I will eat you" I warn

"Okay, what if I brought you a snack?"

"What kind of snack?" I asked poking my head out a little 

"Pringles, and jelly-filled marshmallows you're favourite"

"Where did you get marshmallows?"

"I found them at the back of the cupboard, they fell down the back you must have thought you ate them all" 

I took the marshmallows and pulled them into my little tent "You may sit. for five minutes"

"Thank you very much little lady" He laughs giving my forehead a little kiss as he sat "Also do you have any idea where the pup is?" 

"Here" I answered moving the covers to reveal our puppy lying with me inside the covers 

"Oh I've been looking for you" He laughed giving the pup a stroke 

"He's here making me feel better."

"Why do you get all the cuddles?"

"Because he knows I'm sick. so he's here to make me better."

"I'll cuddle you to make you feel better."

"No. You have ulterior motives" I glared 

"I mean... you're telling me the puppy doesn't? he humps stuff way more than I do."

"Not anymore, he's a good boy he doesn't hump things now he's had his appointment" I cooed "Maybe we should do that to you" 

"Nahh I need Mine!" He complained

"Do you? really?" 

"Fine, you get some rest." He smiled before he headed off elsewhere 

So I got cosy and cuddly trying to get some sleep for a good while

"Awwww... she's so cute, what a wute wittle wady, all sweepy" He cooed coming and petting my hair but I flicked my eye open to glare at him "ahhh! she's awake!" 

"What do you want?" I glared 

"I brought you McDonald. to make you feel better."

"Did you get nuggets?"

"Nuggets, chicken burger, milkshake and a happy meal as they have the cute toys you wanted. You gonna come out your little tent now?"

"Alright" I sighed getting out of bed but keeping the duvet and blankets around me as I shuffled away 

"Well... your out of bed" He shrugs "As I got you Mcdonalds... can we have some sexy time?"

"Later." I sighed

"YES!"

"But slow, because you move me around to fast and I throw up you cleaning the bed."

"Deal" 

[the-kr8tor]

AWWWW YOU'RE TOO KIND I WAS KICKING MY FEET WHEN I READ THAT:( I am trying to write something currently but I am way too nervous:.) Daily Hobie HC! Fine I give in lets write some..whatever this is idk Ever since you met Hobie, you've hated him. You hate his style. You hate his personality. You hate the way that he carried himself, full of confidence yet non-egotistical. You hate his dumb little smirk every time he teases you. You hate his cute dimples when he smiles. You hate his pretty eyes. You hate his soothing voice. You hate how much you've fallen for this man. You genuinely wonder what had ever happened to 'I'm never falling for anyone again', and yet the moment he smiled towards you, you hide your smile with a scowl. Hobie didn't seem to care, managing to see past your bitter facade, yet still playing along with you... or, 'annoying you', as you put it. He'd often come up behind you, slinging his arm around your shoulder as he asks how you are, what's going on in your dimension, or about your latest mission. Hobie chuckles to himself when you answer short and sharp, even going so far as to flip him off as you manage to scurry away from him. You're sure he's just being friendly, with no reciprocal feelings..yet you never notice how he looks around for you if your name is mentioned, or how he sometimes mirrors a few of your hand movements. Of course, not the ones directed to him. As he notices himself mirroring a few of your hand movements, Hobie finds himself unsure of what to do about his growing feelings, not wanting to make you even more defensive and uncomfortable. Instead, Hobie decides to go slow, deciding to throw in some sincerity in the midst of his teasing. He'll offer to do small tasks for you at times, such as peeling a fruit or silently offering you something to eat. Of course, you were still defensive, but the often common middle finger became a bit less common. You both were assigned to take down an anomaly together. Pretty..normal ish, right? That is until you both were practically fighting for your lives. Blood splattered on the ground as you both scrounged up whatever energy you both had left. You taken quite a bit of hits, being slammed into buildings, the ground, practically any surface. Your mask is torn, yet you still keep fighting. Eventually, both of your resilience paid off. However, Hobie and you are in critical health. He hurriedly punches in the coordinates for his dimension in his canal boat, tugging you along with him as he's determined to patch you up before your knees could buckle. However, he's taken aback as you begin to clean his wounds, worry clear in your eyes as you patch him up. As soon as you're done, he immediately flips the tables, not allowing you to go anywhere until he's done with you. He's careful with your stitching, yet it's clear you both are way too exhausted to care about any further pain. You scrunch up your nose at him in the scowl that's familiar, a lopsided smirk making it's way to Hobie's face as he watches your expression. Instead of a sarcastic remark, you hug him, catching him very off-guard. Hesitantly, he wraps his arms around you as well, his warm palm rubbing up and down your back. You feel your exhaustion multiply by a thousand as your adrenaline died, and soon you both end up asleep, with you clutching onto him, not letting him go. -🐦‍⬛

Of course, lovely! You deserve all those sweet words ❤️ you can do it! If you're still very nervous about it, write it for yourself! You don't have to upload it for everyone to see if you really don't want to. Besides, the best kind of writing is the self indulgent ones that's been eating at you to be put into words ❤️❤️❤️

DAILY HOBIE HC YIPPEE!!

Omg I felt the hate to love relationship in my bones 🤣

Hobie be having x ray vision too bc that is a very perceptive move on his part!

Oh I'd let him peel fruit for me and I'll peel a hundred fruits for him too 🥰🥰🥰

Gahhhh!!! I bet Hobie was super terrified during that until R stands up on their own bc they're afraid of losing him too 🥺 oh we love the two pining idiots who get fueled by their love for eachother so they could survive long enough to show their real feelings 🥺😍😍😍😍😍

[smiley-star]

Clones

Raph can make clones of himself, and make giant hands using Ninpō. So he uses it very responsibly. NOT.

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Raph❤️

Raph didn't get Ler moods very often. He oftentimes tickled Leo just to do it, he enjoyed doing it but he typically got the moods the least.

Which is why it was always memorable when he did. He didn't go crazy like Donnie did, aka; practically jumping Leo and torturing him (seriously, once Donnie had such a bad Ler mood, he pinned Leo and tickled him for six hours.)

But Raph's Ler moods were still bad. Especially since he was giant and Leo couldn't escape if he tried, and his hands were huge, meaning he could tickle giant areas to drive Leo crazy.

Needless to say, Raph was in a bad Ler mood. Really, really bad. As in, almost Donnie levels of bad.

He'd woken up in the mood, immediately knowing he had to tickle someone, had to pin them down and mercilessly tickle their sides until they were red in the face and squealing-

He quickly found Leo in the living room.

“Hey Raph,” Leo greeted, looking up from his spot on the couch.

Raph bit his lip, he couldn't do what Donnie and Mikey did and just attack, or admit to being in a Ler mood. He had to have a reason, that's how his moods were. Punishing his victim for wronging him somehow and tickling them until they-

“Yeesh, you're growing an extra chasm with that look,” Leo snarked, smirking.

“Excuse me?” Raph asked threateningly.

“You heard me,” Leo laughed, oblivious to the danger he was in, “You could rival the grand canyon with that!”

“You think that's funny, huh?”

“Yep,” Leo smirked, turning back to his phone like a dummy.

Raph shot forward, hands grabbing Leo's sides and tickling as he lifted him in the air.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo shrieked, immediately bursting into loud cackles, “PUHUHUHT ME DOHOHOHWN!”

“Nope! You've angered the beast!” Raph laughed, tickling Leo's sides harder and an idea came to him.

He smirked evilly as Leo laughed and squealed and focused on his energy. A burst of red light and then, bam!

Leo gasped between giggles as he saw three, slightly transparent and red glowing clones of Raph appear.

“Wahahahhahat-!” Leo exclaimed, giggling as Raph was still tickling his sides.

“We're the Raph army,” Raph teased, “And we're gonna tickle you to death!”

“WAHAHAHAHAIT!” Leo squealed as one of the clones grabbed him and lifted his arms, keeping him against his plastron.

Almost immediately, Raph and the other two clones began tickling him all over.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo screamed, cackling as three sets of giant hands started tickling him mercilessly.

“What!?” Raph teased from where he was tickling Leo's sides, “Does this tickle~?”

“RAAHAHHAHAPH!” Leo squealed, thrashing and cackling. One of the clones was mercilessly tickling his knees and thighs, Raph was scribbling at Leo's sides, and the other clone was tickling his hips.

“I didn't know your hips were ticklish~!” Raph cooed, immediately switching spots with the clone and wriggling his fingers over Leo's hips and squeezing them.

“NAHAHAHAH- HAHAHAH SNRT-! NOOHOHOHOH!” Leo squealed, trying to break free from the hands holding him as he laughed and squealed.

“Awwww~!” Raph cooed, teasing, “Are wittle weo’s hips ticklish~?”

“RAHAHAHAPH!” Leo shrieked, face turning bright red and making his stripes blend in.

Raph laughed, “Aw, don't be shy, Leo! You're so ticklish, and it's so cute!”

“STAHHHAHAP!” Leo squealed as Raph kept squeezing at and tickling his hips mercilessly.

“Hmm, we made need another member of the Raph army for that,” Raph mused, creating another clone to take over tickling Leo's hips, “Cause I'm gonna do this!”

Raph immediately started tickling Leo's stomach mercilessly, making the slider shriek and throw his head back from laughing.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH! NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!” Leo squealed, laughing hysterically as Raph's hands skittered over his sensitive tummy.

“Awww!” Raph cooed, “I forgot how ticklish your wittle tummy is~!”

“RAAHHAHAPH!”

“The tickle monster is hungry, Leo!” Raph laughed, leaning down and blowing a ruthless raspberry on Leo's stomach, making him shriek.

“NAHHAHHAHAT THAHHHAHAHT! RAHAH- HAHAHAHA SNRT! RAHAHAPH!” Leo screamed, trying to kick his legs but unable to because of the large hands holding and tickling them.

Raph grinned, blowing multiple raspberries on Leo's stomach mercilessly. He began pretending to eat his stomach, blowing raspberries and lightly nibbling to do so.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed as Raph nibbled at his tummy, thrashing, “RAHAHAHAHA-!”

Raph laughed, going back to tickling Leo's tummy, “You're so sensitive, Leo! Tickle tickle tickle~!”

“DOHHOHOHOHN’T SAHAHAHAY THAHAHAHAT!” Leo squealed, uncontrollably laughing and squirming.

“Don't say what, tickle?” Raph cooed, “Tickle? Am I not supposed to say that? Not the word tickle~?”

“STAHHAHAP TEHEHEHEASING ME!” Leo squealed as Raph tickled his poor tummy ruthlessly.

Raph leaned forward, blowing a raspberry on Leo's ribs and making him shriek.

“NOHOHOHO!”

Raph laughed, continuing to tickle and got the clones to start tickling Leo harder.

“NAHHAHAAH! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN’T!” Leo squealed as the tickling increased tenfold.

Raph laughed as Leo squirmed and cackled and snorted, “You're so ticklish!”

“Say sorry and I'll let you go!” Raph teased, as Leo struggled to talk through his giggles.

“IHIHI-” Right as Leo was about to apologize, Raph formed his Ninpo around his hands, making them much larger and mercilessly tickling Leo's tummy hard.

“AAHAHHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, “AHH HAHAHAHA! WAIHAHAHAHAHIT! THAHAHAHAHAHT’S CHEHEEHEHEHEATING!”

“Are you gonna apologize?” Raph cooed teasingly, “Or do I have to keep tickling you~? Coochie coochie coo~!”

“I'M SOHOHOHOHORRY!” Leo squealed out, making Raph laugh.

The clones dissipated, and Raph held Leo in his arms, grinning smugly as Leo giggled and squirmed from the phantom feeling.

He rubbed at Leo's sides, trying to stop the phantom sensation but just made Leo start giggling and squirming harder, “Nohohoho! THAhaHAt tihihihihckles!”

Raph laughed, setting Leo down and getting him water, “Did you learn something?”

“Yeah,” Leo huffed after he drank his water, “Too many people in this house are using their powers to tickle me! And I'm scared Donnie's next!”

Raph threw his head back and laughed, seemed he hadn't come up with the idea of using his powers first.