#he definitely wont do that but shush

[synthshenanigans]

Bros on the same wall with the same colors but more insane so like I just HAD to okay

[eph3merall]

fratboy!chris n shy!reader headcanons ‎♡

pairing from the pretty girl @sturnioz .

remember this is just my personal view of them <3 completely fine if you disagree with any of these

fratboy!chris who . . . always asks you for notes. basic hc but he does. he isn't exactly doing the best in his classes and is bordering on a failing grade so he can always count on his girl to keep him up to date with assignments <33 the classes he has with you are typically a C+ to B+/A- range. the classes without you? ...

fratboy!chris who . . . loves mocking his sweet girl. no matter if its in bed or when you two are hanging out, if you say something he finds funny he'll mock it in a higher pitch and giggle afterwards.

(this ones kinda specific (im lowk projecting bc this is me and its happened to me before.)) fratboy!chris who . . . ends up just blinking at you because he's faded as fuck and you barged into his room with a nosebleed. you frequently get them and normally they aren't bad, but this time you're breathing all heavy and teary-eyed because theres a lot more blood than usual and it's so hard to breathe and it's just kind of scary. takes him a bit because he doesn't know what to do but he's tying your hair back and letting you bleed into his sink, just reassuring you that you aren't dying.

fratboy!chris who . . . won't let you do drugs. "nah.. nah, shit's gonna mess up your head, bun. so—so don't even think about it, 'kay?" but a lot of times he's high when he's with you or fucking you, so it's a little ironic. deals in front of you at parties as well. speaking of parties...

fratboy!chris who . . . drags you to all the ragers he throws. knows you definitely aren't the most sociable thing so you're practically glued to his side the whole night, earning dirty looks and shakes of people's heads or some smirks. will try to convince you to go to other parties as well, you usually say no unless you know he's going as well.

fratboy!chris who . . . tries his best to be kind to you. hasn't ever really dealt with such a shy and sweet girl before. so obviously it comes as a shock when you shut down during confrontations and cry at most things the girls he's usually with wouldn't cry about. he's mean and icky and kind of a dick, but he's trying. </3

fratboy!chris who . . . doesn't know what you two are. he doesn't like labels, or relationships, or the 'girlfriend' title. it's confusing because he likes you, just doesn't want to admit it to himself or you or anyone else.

fratboy!chris who . . . buys you little keychains or stuffies he thinks you'd like if he's out or something. thats it!

fratboy!chris who . . . is lowkey the meanest in bed :( esp when he's high he's all condescending and laughing at how you're whining. all degrading and shushing just so you can hear how wet you are when he slides in and out.

fratboy!chris who . . . lowkey shoves his fingers into your mouth sometimes during sex. just for funsies, yknow? ^_^

fratboy!chris who . . . absolutely adores you except he doesn't really know how to show it without being kinda mean. wont admit it either, causing the things he says sometimes to hurt you whether he means them or not.

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©eph3merall 2024

[lithiumfae]

nsfw headcanons | weasley twins, harry, ron and draco.

warning: filth, don’t blame me.

❥ george weasley.

experienced. this man has slept his way through all the houses, he tends to go for hufflepuffs.

he is the type of guy that guides you through it, no teasing.

he seems like the type of guy that’s into oral sex (he prefers receiving). he is also into LOUD sex, he will try his hardest to make his partner scream just to shush her right after.

“keep it down, they’re gonna hear you” said with a straight face.

he likes to be in control without being a don.

i see him as more of an ass man…

he totally goes for tall girls, there’s just something about a woman close to his height that does it for him.

the type to ask “mmm?” with a fake sad face mocking his partner when she moans too loud.

favourite position: doggy.

❥ fred weasley.

also experienced. everyone is aware of this because he WONT shut up about it.

he likes to poke fun if his partner is not savvy enough, jokes, jokes and more jokes.

he’s into short people because that makes it easier to, you guessed it, make fun of them.

this man will ask the nastiest question the human brain could conjugate in front of everyone.

“have you ever done it prone bone?” next is the sound of everyone’s spoons hitting the floor as their mouths hang open.

if the phrase red flag was a person it would be him, but we are all blind i guess. will occasionally go for the girl george finds hot just to prove a point.

boob man 100%

he loves to give oral, he loves how shy girls get when he smiles up at them.

favourite position: standing.

❥ harry potter.

he was a virgin for the longest time and it shows.

he loves making out, sometimes you think he prefers it over sex.

he flushes all the way down to his chest, rosy patches on his pale skin.

he is on the submissive side, he loves being marked.

he asks for hickies. he likes the ones that can be seen.

he prefers taller people too, the type of dude to have a crush on Lady Dimitrescu.

eye contact. he looks at you with his eyes and mouth wide open, he pants and nods his head asking a silent question.

“yes?”

when he’s getting a blowjob he doesn’t know what to do with his hands, he’ll have them in the air clenching and unclenching a fist, trying so hard not to pull your hair.

the type of dude to say thank you lmaooooo

boob man too.

favorite position: cowgirl. DEFINITELY.

❥ ron weasley.

red flag personified part 2.

he’s such a jealous man but he won’t let you know until you’re having sex and you notice he refuses to kiss you.

he likes it rough and fast but he can somehow go for the next round not even 15 minutes after the first one.

stamina?????? hello?????

he likes to finger girls because it allows him to look at their faces and focus on the expressions they make.

he’s definitely shagged half the gryffindor tower but none of the girls brag about it??? he’s lowkey sad about it but also their loss yk what i mean.

sometimes he cries when he cums. it’s a little pathetic but it’s ron so it’s okay.

he gets off by having sex with slytherin girls, his ego loves it.

the type of dude to get into an enemies to lovers kind of deal.

“yeah? aren’t you embarrassed getting fucked by the bloke you hate?”

definitely into humiliation and degradation.

ass man.

favourite position: good old missionary.

❥ draco malfoy.

for all his mean bravado he is actually quite the gentleman.

if anyone out of these 5 men knows where the clit is it would definitely be him.

he likes it rough but not fast.

he is totally a dom but he is definitely not aware he is one, he doesn’t even know that those dynamics have names.

likes to pull girls’ hair to make them focus, he’ll even do it outside the bedroom. if you’re distracted while he’s telling you something at lunch he’ll pull your ponytail.

he is also into giving oral, opposite to fred he does it because HE likes it.

boobs boobs boobs boobs, oh how he loves boobs.

has a weak spot for girls with round faces.

“oh i’m so sorry love, such a pretty face stained with tears” all said with a very soft voice almost as if he was truly sorry.

he likes it wet, wet to the point where it sounds filthy.

favourite position: sideways or spooning.

[peroxiddeprincess]

✭ Dumbification with Simon “Ghost” Riley. Fem!reader

CW: dirty talk, daddy kink, teasing, praise, degrading, dumbification (obvi), objectification, thigh riding, mentions of breeding, overstimulation

Note that is is NOT age play. I don’t write that weird shit.

A/N: i am SO down bad for dumbification. Simon has the perfect voice for it too…. This is nowhere close to realistic, but this is Tumblr, baby! Nothings realistic. (ALSO THIS IS THE FUCKING THING THAT TUMBLR DELETED HALFWAY THROUGH LIKE 4 TIMES.) ANYWAY! Hope u enjoy my babies🥹🫶

You sitting all pretty on his lap, gazing up at him. His balaclava is still on, and you’re too far gone to tell whats going on underneath. He’s definitely feeling powerful.. You could feel the dominance radiating off of him.

“Baby,” He coos, “You didn’t answer me.” Your pout slowly turns into a confused look, cocking a brow. “..What?” You mumble. You can tell he’s grinning now.

“What’d you do today?” He questions once more. “I.. I uh..” You search for words that just won’t pop up. You’re getting frustrated. “I did.. I did things. P-productive things..”

“Yeah? Like what? Paint a clear picture for me, love.” You barely register what he says, panting. “Y-yes..?” You answer. “Yes? That’s not what i asked. Details.” He sounds demanding, yet gentle, making your mind fuzzier than it already is.

You whimper. He sighs, taking pity. “Okay, okay.. No need to talk or move.. Let yourself melt in daddys hands..” He shifts you a bit, holding you in a tight grip.

“Yes daddy..!” You mewl, causing him to shush you. “Tsk, tsk. Shh shh. Keep quiet baby, and listen to me.” He says, you nod.

“Good girl. What a good little girl you are…” He praises, “Dont you worry, princess. Daddys gonna take good care of you.”

This elicts a soft whine from your throat, gulping quietly. “Such a pretty, dumb thing, aren’t you?” He questions. You nod again.

“Oh… Such a stupid, dumb little girl. Can barely form a sentence.” He pities. “I wonder what would happen if i were to let go of you… Would you fall, would you catch yourself? I’m almost curious..”

His hands loosen their grip, and you tumble a bit to the side. “S-simon! Don’ let go.. Don’t wanna fall..” You beg. “Please..!”

He chuckles at your needy voice. “I was just teasin’ you baby doll. M’not gonna let you go, you’re not goin’ anywhere. I’ve got ya’.” His grip tightens again and he straightens you upright. You shake your head with a pout.

“Meanie..” You mumble, barely audible, but just enough for him to hear. “I don’t think i’ve been too mean just yet. I can show you mean, my princess..” He leans in close to your ear, voice dropping a couple octaves. “Since you think i’m so mean, why dontcha’ tell me why you think so, hm? Use your big girl words.” He taunts.

“I- um.. Daddy was gonna let me go! T-that’s why!” You huff softly, tugging at his shirt. “Off…” You mumble. “Off?” He questions. “Daddy.. Off..” You tug at his shirt, making him grin.

“Ooh, i see. Baby girl doesn’t want her daddy to let her fall..” He’s ignoring your request, making you frustrated. “Daddy..! Off, please!” You beg, pulling on his shirt harder.

His eyes narrow. “You want me to take my shirt off, angel?” He cocks his head to the side. You nod enthusiastically. “How am i supposed to hold you and take my shirt off at the same time, hm? Thought you didn’t wanna fall.” He teases. You whine and kick your feet a little.

“I wont fall, daddy, please!” You beg once more. He obliges, Tugging his shirt off and throwing it to the side as you watch in awe, leaning your head against his chest to feel his muscles underneath you.

“Such a smart little one you are.. You managed to hold yourself up..” He’s sure to emphasize smart, catching you completely off guard as tears start to form in the corners of your eyes. “No..! Not smart, Daddy, Take it back!” You whine, shaking your head quickly as a tear rolls down your cheek.

“Oh, my dumb baby girl,” He says, hands moving up to your waist. “You don’t like when daddy tells you how well you put that pretty mind to use?” He interrogates.

“No!” You shake your head again, letting out a soft cry and digging your nails into his chest. “Poor thing..” He sympathizes, giving you faux puppy eyes. “You know you’ll always be daddy’s dumb, pathetic princess.”

You bite your lip. “..P-promise daddy?” You hold your pinky out. He wraps his pink around yours. “Yes, baby. I promise.” He moves his hand to grab your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “You’re so, so cute.” He praises, pushing his thumb into your mouth. You quickly start to suck on it, making him curse under his breath and press down on your tongue.

“Yeah baby, that’s right. Focus on keeps daddy’s fingers nice n’ warm.” He groans, staring at your lips. You start to slowly grind on his thigh, moaning quietly around his fingers as your arousal pools in your panties.

He takes quick notice to what you’re doing, bouncing his thigh gently making you moan a bit louder. “Oh, good girl. Good fucking girl.” He rubs your back with his other hand, swirling your tongue around his thumb and speeding your movements up.

Him rubbing your back quickly turns into his hand back on your hip, making you grind into him faster.

“Trying to get off in my lap, yeah? What a stupid whore i have on my hands.” You cry out at the pressure, mumbling begs and pleads around his finger and gripping his shoulders.

“Your brain is leaking from your pussy, all over daddy’s lap…” He says, “That’s okay, my princess. Feel good for me.” You start to drool all over him, dripping down onto his chest and all over his hand.

“Can’t think of anything but bouncing on daddy’s thigh and keepin’ his fingers warm. Trust me baby doll, i know, i know..” He says against your forehead, hot breath coming through the balaclava.

Your thighs clench around him and you cum in your panties, whining and grabbing at his wrist to shove more fingers in your mouth. He happily obliges, replacing his thumb with his pointer and middle fingers. He continues to make you grind on him, bouncing his thigh a bit more and shoving his fingers to the back of your throat.

“Good girl, baby. Making a mess all over me..” He says, voice thick and sultry with arousal. The gagging and pressure quickly makes you cum yet again, not even 30 seconds apart from your last orgasm.

“Cumming again for me so quickly, god baby. You’re just the perfect little toy for me, arent you?” You nod, twitching and digging your nails into his shoulders.

He slows his thigh, loosening his grip once again. “Such a drooly baby, you are. Oh, what a mess..” He coos. A fresh batch of tears begin streaming down your hot cheeks.

“I know you want more, sweetheart. Whatcha’ want? Cant give you what you want unless you tell me..” He says, making you tremble.

Dragging your head away from his fingers, you moan, “Breed..” He chuckles, pressing you against the back of the couch.

“You want daddy to breed you?” He says, and you nod quickly. “Well then, baby,” He starts,

“You’re in for a rough fuckin’ night.”

[subskz]

omg thinking ab making felix, lino, or chan squirt.. i'm not okay

what a fun trio hehe each of their reactions would be so cute in its own way 💓

channie always tries to take everything you give him like a good boy no matter how worn out he might be, so if you decide to keep going for multiple rounds, he’ll be more than eager for you to use him to your heart’s content <3 even when he’s sweaty and panting and spent he still nods obediently when u ask if he’s ready to go again…but what he doesnt anticipate is how after countless orgasms, the next one u draw out of him is the strongest yet…no matter how willing his mind is, his poor body just cant keep up now that youve milked him dry </3 he would be absolutely mortified once his foggy mind realizes why he feels like he’s cumming more than usual and why it feels so weirdly intense. the moment he processes it, he’s burying his burning face in his palms, squeezing his legs together in a useless attempt control himself, half-moaning, half-wailing in embarrassment…he apologizes like crazy afterwards, pouting when u wont let him help clean up his mess bc he’s completely exhausted and needs to rest after you pushed his body to its limit like that 💔 he definitely wouldnt be able to look you in the eye for a few days after without going completely red hehe but it turns him on all over again to remember it

i think of the three, lix would be the one who actually hopes to make it happen on purpose…curious lil kitty wants to know what it feels like, even if it’s a lil embarrassing <3 he’d beg you to keep going once you’ve made him cum, even when his body is writhing around from hypersensitivity he’d keep pleading w the cutest, high-pitched whimpers for you to overstimulate him right into another climax. it hits him hard and fast and before he knows it he’s spraying everywhere and letting out sounds you’ve never heard him make before…he’d definitely get a lil shy once he sees the aftermath but mostly you’ve got a giggly ditzy blissed out baby to take care of now bc it took a lot out of him, but felt so good that he’s just floating on cloud nine! i think he’d be especially clingy afterwards, gazing up at you w the biggest hearts in his eyes bc of the ways you’re able to work his body n bring him pleasure that he couldnt even dream of bringing himself~

lino is getting edged bc…of course he is 🙏 poor kitty is extra huffy and impatient today bc he didnt even do anything this time for u to be so mean to him. the only way to ever get him to do any work is when you deny his orgasm, n before he even realizes it he’s grinding down on your strap out of frustration, whining for you to just let him cum already. but you just shush him and pin his hips to the mattress, promising that it’ll feel even better for him if he bears w it <3 he’d definitely try to get his way by mouthing off but the more you bring him to the brink of his climax the more difficult it gets for him to do anything but babble desperately for you…the moment he finally gives in and whimpers the magic word so sweetly, you rub ur thumb in quick circles over the head of his dick and tell him to let it all out like a good girl 🥰 suddenly lino is cumming harder than he ever has in his life and even as he squirts all over his tummy he doesnt process what happened until well after he’s come down from his high…he would be humiliated out of his mind, even moreso than channie bc not only is he embarrassed abt his body reacting like that, he’s also embarrassed that he was so into it. he brushes off all your teasing w a huff but he definitely spends a long time thinking abt it afterwards and tries to figure out how he can ask u to do it again without looking too desperate

[stupd000]

My typed reaction of Vegas BA bc everyone’s asleep

I love the guy who checks us in

Oh um don’t call me pet

Ermmmmm

Okay don’t like it so far

aw shucks i missed you too boo

no i will not come closer

ew no go away

oh nvm ig we are

wait so are we the dog or is he

okay this is getting boring

can we fuck now

oh wait nvm this is hot

oh WE’RE the puppy

that’s um

okay

is he calling me special

no i’m not ready to play VEGA.

i have a feeling we’re not alone

or we are

idk

okay we got some vouyers

that’s erm

okay

don’t call me pet

weirdo

excitement? no honey i’m scared

yes fear

ok can we fuck now

damn he talks a lot

stop echoing

oh don’t call me pup

oh this is some like

kinky kinky shit

how big is Vega

just in general cuz i thought he was like

6,1 and scrawny

um no my breath is oxygen not yours

this is definitely um

yeah

correct circumstances?

wardrobe?? bitch what is this Narnia

DONT CALL ME A PUPPY THATS WEIRD

i’m kink shaming

I am not getting on all fours what the fuck

oh nvm ig we are

this is uncomfortable

TAIL????

this is some furry shit

UM ..!

NO I WILL NOT CRAWL

WHATTTTTT

ASS?

SLUT???

this would be hot if i wasn’t a fucking dog

don’t shush me bitch

are we still on all fours

that’s mad embarrassing

i am not yours

weirdo

I’d rather you not take care of me

this is very um

interesting!!

Do we have dignity

STOP CALLING ME PUPPY YOU FURRY

do we have any pride at all like oh my god

GRINDING???

Don’t slut shame me bitch

arching????????

oh my god.

CUM HUNGRY LITTLE BITCH????

if he says puppy one more time i’m killing myself

if he puts a fucking collar on me i’ll jump

stop

STOPPP

Dog tag is crazy

“property of vega” NO.

Stop vega this is not a joke

DO WE HAVE NO SENSE OF DIGNITY

OH MY GODDDD

PROUD??? I AM NOT PROUD

OWNER???

I’m jumping off a ledge

MY HOLE?? WHICH ONE I HAVE LIKE 3

Okay stop slut shaming me Vega

ROLL OVER???

i’m insanely uncomfortable

by the way guys i made chicken alfredo today

Anyway

i hate his fucking tone

don’t take that attitude w me bitch

DO NAWTTT CALL ME A WHORE EVER AGAIN.

oh wait he called me pretty nvm

this is insane

it’s 2:30 am i cannot handle this

okay so we archin

PUT WHAT IN

WHAT IS GOING IN

this is strange

CALLING UR DICK A TREAT IS WILDDD

oh my god no

stop.

A TAIL???

NO

NO NO NO NO

NO

NO

no wait cuz there was this one kid who wore a butt plug tail to school it was crazy bc a guy pulled it out

anyway

This is some furry shit

not that there’s anything wrong w that live ur truth

STRETCHING???

the plug is insane

stop

i’m actually sobbing this is NOT OKAY.

what position are they in im so confused

SHAKE WHAT ASS

UMMMMMMMMM

this is peculiar

Vega is a furry

i hate this

i hate this sm

I STILL HAVE 10 MINS LEFT

LORD SAVE ME

okay no need to take that tone Vega😒

bitch we can’t breathe wtf

no i wont whine around that tootsie roll u call a dick

AHHH THE NOISESSS

okay can u not choke me

don’t call me a slut you cunt

oh my god hurry up vega

ew

I don’t love anything about this

this is insane

NOT A PERSON????

RUDEEEEEEEE

okay adjective king

ew don’t call me that

i am not licking the floor sir

i am not licking your boot either

lick your own fucking boot

this is actually pissing me off he’s annoying

are we almost done

Do we have no sense of shame

like at all

second hand embarrassment

okay are we done

no? okay

ew don’t call ur self master

that’s not..

okay

um

the growling is insane

damn right i’m divine

ew don’t call the that

not the baby voice

stop this madness

what do you want from me WHAT DO U WANNTTTT

okay are we done

TWITCHING?????? INSANE.

That was horrible

[hellpeppre]

some tbosas modern au headcanons, mostly just the pack tbh, some of them are ooc but uh… shush

gonna be real with u, some of the headcanons r like partially stolen from other ppls fanfics or posts that ive read so if u see something on this list that u came up with plz dont be angry or anything i just stole it cuz it was cool💔

family headcanons🎉

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coral and mizzen r half siblings with the same dad, mizzen lives with coral, her mom, and their dad bc his mom is dead 🎀 mizzen has a cat that he’s keeping secret from their parents, gee sure this wont turn out to be a big disaster in one of the fics im writing

dill and reaper r cousins, they live in the same house bc reapers mother wouldn’t let him come back to live with her after he got out of juvie or something i haven’t put too much thought into this, other than them the people in the household r their grandparents, dills parents, and dills older siblings, as well as two dogs

treech lives with his parents, grandmother, and his siblings, hes the middle child tragically. dont have a whole lot of thought put into this one ngl, i dont think about treech very much

lamina lives next door to treech, she lives with her dad, and like three cats, her mom died when she was younger and her relationship with her dad is pretty strained since

tanner and brandy r twins, brandy’s older, they have two younger sisters, their parents should definitely be divorced but they won’t fsr. on their farm they have a few chickens, a herd of cows, and two horses

lucy gray obvs lives with the covey, her parents r still dead tho I’m not sure quite what killed them in this universe but its not that important. idk if they have confirmed ages but i made barb azure the oldest. barb azures gf is over to their home so frequently that she doesn’t even bother knocking b4 coming in

teslee lives with her mother, and two older siblings, she took over the garage for her projects, one time her sibling tried to park their car in the garage and she screamed at them for thirty minutes bc they knocked over one of her drones 🎀

circ is teslees cousin, he lives with his parents and siblings, two older, one younger, also haven’t put a whole lot of thought into him and teslee bc i only recently realized how silly they were 💔

bobbin and wovey r cousins, wovey and her older brother moved in with bobbin and his parents after their parents died. bobbin takes his job of protecting his little cousin at school very seriously, they’re very close

alrighttt i haven’t thought about any of the other tributes enough so we’re gonna move on to regular various headcanons 🫶

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coral needs glasses to read bc shes farsighted (whattt me? projecting? nooo never)

lamina always wanted a little sibling but never got one so she borrows corals 🫶 mizzen doesn’t mind being assigned a second older sister except for when lamina tries to get him to let her do his makeup (a well placed bribe of candy can convince him to let her on occasion, treech saved a picture for blackmail 🎀)

the pack as a friend group includes lamina and brandy, lamina and coral get along pretty well in this universe

if mizzen decides you have wronged him he will never forget about it, he still brings up the time treech accidentally hit him in the face with a door like four years later

teslee, dill, and circ have been friends since elementary school, they haven’t been in any classes together since sixth grade tho bc teslee and circ r both in advanced classes and dill is in remedial english bc of her undiagnosed dyslexia

mizzen is a weird kid, he’s been bullied pretty much since he started going to school, this leads him to get in a fights, which is why he was expelled from his first middle school 🎀

dill and mizzen have remedial english together bc both of them r dyslexic

sejanus’s ma teaches english and remedial english at their school

coral is the captain of her schools swim team

reaper and coral aren’t exactly friends but if they run into each other they’ll chat

mizzen and dill both thought the other hated them when they first met

cc takes orchestra a bit too seriously, if he hears u refer to a viola as a violin or something he may jump u

bobbin is in robotics with circ which is how they met, bobbin was once asked to sit out of a robotics competition bc he was too competitive and started swearing at the other team when they accidentally broke off a piece of his teams robot

teslee is in advanced english with cc, cc loves creative writing and teslee likes analyzing books. teslee and cc are friends but that all goes out the window when it comes to their grade in this class, teslee gets very upset when he gets a better grade than her on an assignment and cc has that little brother tendency to tease her when this happens. they aren’t allowed to sit beside each other anymore

mizzen and teslee have beef but they have to tolerate each other bc they’re both close friends with dill

coral has mommy issues bc her mom’s lowkey a narcissist and refuses to get therapy for the generational trauma shes passing on to coral and mizzen 🎀

brandy is the fastest to crash out when someones bothering her, if she doesn’t like you she will make sure yk and she will start throwing hands with no warning

teslee secured an internship with beetee for during her freshman year next year and she won’t stop talking about it

mizzen doesn’t believe in sunscreen

reaper loves painting flowers, he keeps his watercolor palette on his person at all times

the pack all borrow each others clothes

coral had a huge crush on persephone at one point but she never said anything and their friendship started to fade

mizzen does NOT know how to care for himself, his skin is sun damaged, his lips are perpetually cracked, his hair is outrageously dry from how much time he spends in salt water

coral is a barista

dill and reapers family are the caretakers for a graveyard, they live in a house in the graveyard and reaper helps to dig the graves, dill’s embarrassed of living in a grave yard and has never invited anyone to her house b4

wovey likes making friendship bracelets, all of her friends have at least four bracelets by this point

dill’s that one friend whos out of school sick like every other week, one time she had to be hospitalized and mizzen skipped school to come hang out with her

bobbin likes sewing, he makes outfits for mizzens cat sometimes

mizzen has braces

i have more but i can’t remember them so i may reblog this with more later, hope u enjoyed :3

[blooming-cecilia]

you asked for it

bites my fist

househusband venti thoughts + being left alone w his baby and spending the day with them while spouse is at work .....

[emmacreatures]

PERSONAL PRACTISE

This is a story I'm extremely happy about, featuring Ka'am and Recom Quaritch. __________

The whole group from Quaritch was chatting along as they'd all had gotten rather confident now that they had gotten their ikrans. Ka'am, who sat at the side at a window, sitting on the edge sideways, listened, sometimes rolled his eyes at how most were overly confident while he watched whatever happened outside. It wasnt just owning the ikran, they needed experience, but all those knuckleheads full of their testosterone saw this as a victory already. Ka'am on accident left a rather loud snort nor laugh as soon as he heard Lyle say he definitely could beat a few.. Making most of the group turn to Ka'am. "What was that Native?" he just asked with a rather unpleasant tone, making Ka'am turn to him as he stood up. "You all seem so very contident of yourself, but are forgetting the most important part. you'll need a lot more than just an ikran. Its called experience. You're underestimating na'vi" The man said, seeing Lyle stood up as he approached Ka'am whose tail was getting more active. "Is that so?" "A na'vi would just shoot you right out of the air with an ego as big as a direhorse's ass" Ka'am said quite out of the blue as Lyle wanted to pick a fight again. "who got so confident all the sudden" Of who are we speaking" "You son of a bitch-"

"THATS enough" Quaritch came inbetween.. Seeing the two escalated again.. Warning both as Ka'am's ears were flat, glaring but kept his head high.. "So what are you saying Ka'am" Quaritch said a bit threatening, to clear the room from any inconveniences. "if you want something really challenging and actually useful, and train you to know how to fly low and high, instead of just these few minutes you just got your ikran.. I know a way. but this.. is .. far worse than an avatar going after you. You'll need to be prepared for any attack below or above.. And I know a way to do so." Ka'am said. "This will be a personal approach, you dont see any avatar try this method to get you skilled in just under a day" Ka'am said very strict and with a soft smirk in the end, being in his element now. "Personal approach huh.. Well so far you seemed to want to have some beef with all of us, so why should we trust you with this?" Lyle said, for Quaritch would push against his chest to back off. "What kind of an approach are you implying" Quaritch said serious as ever, making Ka'am look him right in the eye. "you'll need to feel danger, see it approach before it happens. Whether thats an animal or na'vi trying to kill you" The man said, making quaritch narrow his eyes "how" "well it would be easy if i'd tell you? Pandora is unpredictable.. You'll never get a heads up, unless you learn it the hard way" Ka'am said.. "so whats your deal kid. how do we go about this" Quaritch said, for lyle wanted to get inbetween. "Colonel-" As Quaritch just shushed him by making a specific hand movement. "We'll start in the middle of pandora. tomorrow right in the afternoon. I'll leave earlier so I can prepare my part. We'll go until eclipse and after, if you all stay standing. Even natives rather back off from this, do dont expect your cockyness to get you far" Ka'am said, looking at Lyle for Quaritch tilted his head in a 'dont go too far Native.'

"real clever are we now..?" Lyle said as he kept wanting to create beef.. But as Ka'am didnt go into it.. like Quaritch warned him not to.. He raised his head in his own ways. "alright native. We'll go. We'll meet you in the forest-" "woah woah woah?! .. Colonel. He thinks he can just outrun us that fast... Where did your tracker even go hotshot" Lyle said as he pushed against Ka'am shoulder firmly as he approached and got inbetween the man and Quaritch. "How can we tell he wont escape us-" "Lyle." the man said threatening. "If he is stupid enough to decide to escape us.. We'll just go after him like christmas dinner, but he already knows that" Quaritch said, yet looking different at Ka'am than what he just said with his words. They made an agreeance not to long ago.. and this was a good moment to prove himself.. And therefor, Quaritch gave him space to start and trust him. see if he meant it, if he could rely on him now.

"So.. Do we gave a deal" Quaritch asked for confirmation, making Ka'am nod. "I suggest everyone to be in pandora on time in the afternoon" Quaritch said as a warning to everyone else, making Ka'am feel actually appreciated without Quaritch realizing.. Hearing the man's dangerous voice was something he appreciated.. Soon after that, all men and women went their ways, for Ka'am left to his own room.. As Quaritch was looking through some data, lyle approached him slowly. "Are you cooled off now Wainfleet" The man said dangerous, making Lyle frown. "you really feel confident about this colonel." Lyle said, a bit with disgust, but respect towards Quaritch. "Like.. What if he decides to lure us in a trap or such, or gets out of our reach. Despite I hate his guts, Pandora technically is his ground, that I cant deny, we all cant. He knows everything" "Well if he does, and he means his words, that means we'll get a far bigger insight than our friend spider does. Perhaps more than an usual na'vi can teach" Quaritch said serious, looking towards Lyle now. "But thats to be decided tomorrow." Quaritch said, looking outside of a near window to see the dark of pandora come in. "i'd suggest you get ready for whatever we may encounter tomorrow" the man said serious, seeing Lyle just nodded before leaving..

Quaritch just watched the night some more before he'd head out to his own room. letting his mind wander, focused but at times, small thoughts would pass of possibilities and more.. He was curious to how it would go tomorrow, what kind of outcome there'd be.

As the morning soon arrived, Ka'am was early out and about, having made a specific meeting point before he left a bit before the afternoon as mentioned before. The second he did, Quaritch did watch him leave on his own ikran.. Wandering what there was to be discovered by them in less than a few hours.

For the whole group of Quaritch arrived on the designated spot, the silence was quite strong. it was an open area in the middle of a thick grown forest, plenty of trees and rather more harsh ground to fly through in the first place. Everyone had gotten off their ikran's, telling them to stay near before they stood on 'standby' by holding their weaponry just in case any animal decided to attack them.. As quite some time passed, Some of the group started to doubt it all.. "I feel like he ditched us boss. You might've been wrong on this one" Zdog said, for he heard several agree.. But right as he wanted to say something back, they heard big thuds.. slowly coming closer.. "Shit.." Lyle whispered for they all stood ready to shoot, as within seconds of the thuds coming closer, a huge Thanator approached out of the bushes, screaming at them for the group was about to shoot.. But Quaritch noticed one small detail. "HOLD FIRE" he said as he noticed.. Ka'am, sit on the thing. He laughed a little, before letting the Thanator growl some more out of disgust towards the friends of quaritch.. "You should've seen your faces" the man said rather confident, in his element again for he was out here in the woods, with his favorite companion to ride. "not so tough are we now" he said, eventually letting the thanator kneel down so the man could get off easily. "the most fearsome predator in all pandora. Sounds like a good test for you guys dont you think" The man said, smirking softly before he'd approach the group. the thanator in the meantime circled them a bit, seeing some were a bit uncomfortable "i didnt know these were ridden by na'vi" Quaritch said for Ka'am replied. "they dont. Too dangerous. I just didnt click so much with the ikrans like most do. This lady gave me a greeting card as well when I tried" the man said honest, for Quaritch knew why he had the scar and chunk of ear out now..

"So whats your actual plan.." Quaritch asked strong, making Ka'am get straight to the point. "As you guys will have to call your ikran back that seemed to have flown off from the thanator.. You all need to get to the other side of this forest, one by one.. Which should take about 5 minutes each" Ka'am said, for Lyle glared "So whats so difficult about that." he said, making Ka'am turn to him. "Well the trick is, not to be caught by me, or well.. Her" Ka'am said as the thanator decided to get heard again by growling furiously at the group. "What!? Are you actually insane" "Thanators can crawl up on trees.. Run on the ground with a speed unlike anything else, they can swim, see it as an overal test against any danger you can come across with. If you can get through those 5 minutes without getting caught.. you should be able to sense and avoid danger which is why you're here" Ka'am explained, meaning real business. "It should give you the experience you'll need. Outsmart a thanator, you'll be able to outsmart any living creature, na'vi included" the man said, crossing his arms, awaiting who would finally start. "Unless.. You guys dont dare to do this." Ka'am said with a tricky smile and look. "Where do we start" Quaritch said powerful, confident on himself despite he knew this was definitely a tricky situation, but he started to see the potential of Ka'am now that he was allowed to get some freedom, wanting to see where this would lead.

"Alright Zdawg, was it? Feel free to start flying" Ka'am said for the lady rolled her eyes and popped her gum.. Before flying off.. Ka'am slowly got onto his Thanator, giving just a few seconds before with major speed the huge animal dissapeared into the woods.. For a minute she managed to dodge his attacks, but after the second, the thanator had jumped up from the ground, grabbing the ikran and pulling it firmly back on the ground. Ka'am made sure no one would get hurt, Ikran included, being very focused.. "You should've kept an eye below yourself.." he said to her, making her groan for she stood up after a big fall, trying several times as others followed, wanting to see if they could do it. But each time, Ka'am had a different approach, making this a real challenge like he explained.. You never know what someone's hit could be.

As the 5 started, Quaritch watched as he took his ikran to watch from above in the air, seeing the precision and speed of Ka'am with the thanator, narrowing his eyes as this definitely was a major learning curve. It was anything unlike he had experienced even in the marine. Ka'am was right on what he said, this was a real experience.. He didnt escape from them either. He meant his words. Something Quaritch would remember. To realize the man risked his own life, with betrayal to his own kind, to train the RDA.. the enemy of the na'vi. To be loyal towards him, with the respect he started to give.

He wanted to nail this, it even seemed fun in Quaritch' eyes in his own.. Dominant way. So far, all of his teammates seemed to not have gotten through the first 5 minutes.. making Quaritch eventually land on position. "I like to go now." The man said dominant and powerful, making Ka'am smirk once. "Very well.. You know the drill colonel. Dont get caught" the man said, for Quaritch actually smirked back. "I'd like to see you try" the man said for he started flying with his ikran, giving the man a few seconds before Ka'am started running with the thanator. Within a minute he was caught up, starting to tackle the colonel, first trying from below, but the man was alert enough to notice, and dodged the attempt.. 'oh this is gonna be fun' Ka'am smirked as he started to put more effort into it, seeing the Colonel certainly lived up to his name. The attempts became more complex, from approaching from above, till below, at the sides, throwing any parts of the woods, The colonel managed to avoid them all, having them end up with a crazy speed equally.. The colonel flew low, dodging every tree as he was as precise as one could think off, flying so steady, smirking as the thanator was right next to him, running with such speed to be right next to him, for Ka'am looked at the colonel with a smirk.. As this was just incredibly fun, even for him, he felt equally accepted. "Getting tired? Are you even trying Ka'am" the man said mockingly but said his name correct again, with a more feel behind it.. There it was again, the respect.. Making Ka'am narrow his eyes in a tricky way with a fun aftertaste, for it would be rememberd. Their energy seemed to flow in harmony together. "You wish. You're still some meters away from our end point colonel, dont get too confident" the man said, trying new tricks that had almost gotten the colonel, making a little impression towards the colonel, but right before he could make the final move that Ka'am was planning, the colonel did in fact manage to cross the finish line.

Out of bragging, Quaritch did let the whole woods know that he won, and rightfully so, Ka'am thought.. Breathing strong as this man proved himself to learn and adapt fast.. "Well done.." He whispered, to his Thanator, softly going over its neck.. Watching the man fly in more advanced ways now too.. But that sentence might've been meant to another too. Soon after that, his team was more confident to try again.. But the colonel was untouched by the thanator, unlike the rest.

The training went on for a few hours. Quaritch realized the man put alot of damn energy and complexity along being advanced in the way he knew how to go around the forest with a massive beast like that Thanator. He could tell this man had experience, possibly more than most na'vi he came across with. Remembering it all as he watched it all infront of him.

At last, everyone returned back to their stations, despite it was a good day, Ka'am was knocked out. Thanators can handle a lot.. But she too had her limits, and they both felt it. Everyone was pretty much knocked out, but the colonel seemed to have a magical way to charge himself energy. For him it was like as if he had been untouched, yet he was the most precise of the group.

Ka'am was planning to slowly head back to his room, but as he grabbed a drink from one of the stationairys, Quaritch who so happened to come into the same area, made a gesture to make the man come to him. "That was quite the training you had planned." Quaritch said serious, tilting his head a bit as he saw the man was exhausted, for a reason. "says the man who managed to get through in one try. You almosy made it seem like it was peanuts" "But it wasnt. It would've even been the perfect way to get rid of us all too.. With a killer beast like that. Yet you didnt" Quaritch said for Ka'am looked at the man more serious. "I know some of you doubted me.. Still do perhaps. But I stand for what I say" Ka'am said more serious. "I keep my word." The man said for Quaritch noticed the loyalty getting stronger and stronger, and it did not in fact, break. "Mm.." he said before following up. "how did you learn that" Quaritch asked. "Learn what." "The thanator" "I didnt. I just taught it myself." Ka'am said as he noticed a slight curiosity, so he continued his story. "For centuries, na'vi say to always avoid the animal, its the most fearsome predator for a reason. It will always try to kill you." "But an Ikran wasnt enough for you" Quaritch said to him, trickily. "I just wanted something else. I just needed to figure how to control her. It wasnt an animal that would listen right after you'd tame her, also something else that I had to figure out. She still tries to bite my head if she gets the chance despite the animals take one rider per lifetime. Its a love and hate relationship" Ka'am explained, seeing Quaritch hear honesty in his story, but it wasnt the full story. "So why did you really go for that animal" Quaritch said, seeing Ka'am start to look at the man in a less inviting way.. Vulnerability was slowly coming forward, Quaritch just knew how to talk. Quaritch knew how to interfere.. But started to feel a mutual respect, so for once, he didnt go further.. "Its late mm.. You must be tired. You're dismissed" the man said as he gave the man his space, making Ka'am watch the colonel walk out of the surroundings before he'd go back to his own room to get some rest.. But to notice the man didnt push for answers like he did previously, would be rememberd by the native..

As Ka'am had gotten in his bed. he opened his roof window, looking up as he rememberd the few minutes, that he was riding along Quaritch' in their challenge.. For a second, Ka'am forgot the man used to be an enemy to the na'vi.. it didnt feel like the man that commanded him around. It was the most fun the man had in a long time.. The energy was so strong, so in sync, for he eventually just shook his head and laid on his side. He must be too tired to even think of things like that; nor see them that way.. Before he knew he was knocked out... for the colonel was watching the dark again, letting thoughts wander in his own head in his own way.

[vintagepresley]

SINCE YALL WONT SHUSH ABOUT IT HERES WALTER H AGE REGRESSION HC'S

- it definitely happens like.. mid 90s or 80s? With his tight work life, he can never really do what he wants- people depend on him too much.

- it probably happens when he's alone one day, just surrounded by dead silence.

- it freaked the poor man out, he didn't know what he was supposed to do! He notices it's weird to not have a busy life.

- cried the first time because for once he could actually relax- not think about work.. just his past memories with his family.

- he just wants reassurance like from when you'd reassure him with EVERYTHING

- def wants someone to just hug him and tell him how good he is.

- he probably notices how odd everything feels, he just feels so overwhelmed from thinking about the past. he also notices its weird how he's suddenly like.. weak? Say he's getting himself a drink and he suddenly just can't pour it.

- maybe aus could've been his cg at some point? Assuming those 2 are close when they get older. Aus definitely tends to notice how Walt can act like a little kid again but he doesn't pry at Walter to tell him anything.

- whenever he is in headspace he hates pacis. He's a nail biter just like his daddy😓 always gotta have SOMETHING in his mouth.

- believe it or not I think he's a gentle little? Doesn't really cause much trouble unless he's tired. But sometimes he does just want to stir up trouble

Okay wow, I can totally see Austin being his CG if the two of them had a relationship or a close friendship together. Poor baby. 😭 Yeah I agree about him being gentle. Just because I feel like that’s just how he was as a little kid as well.

[murdrdocs]

NOTHING REAL. mike schmidt

description. usually haircuts don't include intense longing. but usually, mike doesn't get a haircut from the person he desires most

pt 2 → “haunting your bed”

includes. GN! reader (written w fem! in mind), angst (?), pathetic mike, simp mike, abby!, fluff galore, domesticity, the most intense case of longing you’ve ever seen

wc: 1.3k+

a/n: aka i wrote this right after i saw fnaf for the first time and it wont collect dust in my docs

When Mike pushes the front door open, he's hit with familiarity. The soft lull of music from the living room, one song fading out to the next with a succession that lets him know it's a mixtape of his own creation. The pungent smell of shampoo, enough strength behind it to make his eyes sting. At first, he thinks Abby has spilled the entire bottle in the shower again, and he’s already starting to resign to a state of frustration that stems from having to budget money for yet another bottle of hair care. 

Then, he hears the combined laughter of you and Abby drifting from the kitchen. Everything melts away from his body to make room for the overwhelming happiness that instantly takes over. 

It all feels so good that it's dizzying. It makes him feel a little sick, even when a smile spreads to his face and he enters the house, throwing his keys into the bowl and instantly bending down to untie his shoes.

Now made aware of his presence, your laughter stops first, tapering off into a little "oh". He stands (a little dizzy for real this time, he needs something to eat), and is met with your face, a pleased expression that seems to mimic his feeling painted onto it.

"Mike's home," you say, most likely to Abby, but your eyes never leave his. Plus, it's not like Abby can hear you over her own singing. 

He approaches you, hands twitching at his sides with the eagerness they have to finally touch you. And just when he's a few steps away, about to pull you into a hug or maybe a kiss, he has to remind himself that you're not that close. His dreams aren't reality.

Instead of embracing you like he wanted to, he steps to the fridge and pulls out a coke.

"Hey," punctuated by the sound of the can popping open. "What're you two doing?" Mike gestures to his little sister who stands with her head in the kitchen sink, voice bouncing off the metal, two small hands pressed into the counter, her body elevated by her stance on her toes.

Your smile widens even more just before you turn to the sink. For a second, Mike's upset that he can't see your face, then his eyes flit down to your hips and ass and he can't help but stare as he brings his soda to his lips.

"Abby requested a haircut," comes your explanation, which rationalizes the pair of scissors he sees sitting on the counter beside you. They're sleek, and definitely not his, so Mike assumes you'd brought them from your home.

Something about having an item from your house in his makes his chest feel all fluttery. Mike gulps another swig of sugary soda down, pushes the thought from his mind and turns his gaze away as you turn the sink water off.

He stands in silence against the fridge while you direct Abby to the kitchen table, sitting her in a chair and sweetly correcting her posture before he can. The conversation between you two is soft and swift, it flows naturally, unforced, and Mike both envies and admires you.

He feels like he has to try twice as hard to have a conversation with his own sister that doesn’t feel manufactured. Like something he’d seen on TV and put to the test. You talk to Abby like you’re meant to be in her life, and Mike wishfully thinks that you are. 

You move around Abby's smaller frame, snipping at the ends of her hair, lifting it up vertically and cutting it diagonally. When you get to the front of her face, holding a comb in one hand and the scissors in the other, he catches glimpses of the two of you making faces at the other, both shushing each other once a fit of giggles breaks out and Abby can’t sit still.

It feels incredibly domestic. And Mike doesn't want you to leave.

Which is why he's barely upset whenever Abby suggests you cut his hair too.

"You said your hair is too long now, right, mike?" Two heads face him and Mike feels his face get warmer.

"Uh ... I–uh–"

"Really? I can cut yours too, if you want." You say it so casually, and Mike supposes that it is casual, he's just the one harboring a little crush on you.

He takes a breath, takes a swig from his can, and shrugs.

"Yeah. Sure. If you don't mind."

Your lips turn up, your eyes twinkle a bit, and you nod. "I don't mind."

Refusing to cause further discomfort to his back from bending over the sink, Mike comes out of the bathroom an agonizingly long 20 minutes later, newly cleaned, a little more relaxed, and still ruffling his wet hair with a towel.

You and Abby are still at the kitchen table, Abby's hair now mostly dry and maybe an inch shorter (Mike truthfully can’t tell). She seems satisfied with your handiwork, head turning a little more exaggeratedly when Mike steps on the creaky floorboard, hair moving in the created wind.

"You ready?" Your words are spoken with a certain mischief that makes Mike consider that he should be worried.

His eyebrows furrow playfully and he takes a seat in the chair you have pulled out for him.

He ends up a little more fidgety than he should be, sat listening to Abby excitedly tell him about her day, his ears continuously perking up at every little mention of you even when you’re standing right behind him.

He laughs with you when you hint that his hair is curlier than Abby’s, and she gets incredibly defensive. He accidentally matches his breathing with yours as you cut around his hair. He can’t help but look up at you with lovesick eyes when you’re standing to either side of him, bent down just enough to further inspect his strands.

He listens to Abby's stories, humming when he should at moments that require them, even when he’s barely paying attention. It’s not like he can really pay attention when he can smell your perfume and your voice is so close and it’s so sweet and smooth and  he wishes you would bend down and peck his temple and head between snips like couples would do. 

When Abby tells him that you have plans to take her shopping after Thanksgiving, Mike has the urge to invite you to spend the (usually lonely) holiday with them. Instead, he swallows the invitation with fear as a chaser and tells you that you don’t have to do that. 

“It’s fine, really. We’ll have a girls day.” 

Feeling a little left out, Mike can’t help but ask, “Without me?” 

Abby chimes in. “It’s a girls day, Mike.” 

“Yeah. Besides, we’ll be using your money so it’ll be like you’re there in spirit.” 

And that’s when Mike is reminded that he pays you. You’re Abby’s babysitter, the one who lives a block over and babysits an arrangement of kids. Even though he’s heard you admit to Abby that the Schmidt household is your favorite, somehow despite the missed payments and familial drama. Mike can’t help but selfishly wonder if you like them the best because you like him. 

Eventually, you end up standing in front of him, hands on your hips and tongue poking out just a little. “Almost done,” you promise, but it feels more like a threat to Mike. Still, he nods, and continues fisting the fabric of his plaid pajama pants.

You nudge his feet apart with yours. “Spread your legs, please” you whisper. 

Fuck. 

Mike knows you’re whispering because of your attempt to not disturb Abby who has been asleep for the past couple of minutes, her head buried in the opening of her folded arms on the table. But his mind is instantly in the gutter. 

He’s imagining you saying those same words in a different context, one where you’re on your knees and looking up at him expectedly. 

It takes Mike a second to comply, a second where you smirk and narrow your eyes a little, and he’s embarrassed now. He clears his throat and does as told, eyes down at his lap as he absolutely refuses to look at you in this position.

It’s entirely too silent, but Mike mentally curses when you speak again.

“Look at me.” Your hands sandwich his head and you manually make Mike comply this time.

He feels like he’s burning at this point, entirely too hot in all the wrong places.

His temperature only gets worse when you attempt to take a step back, and almost trip, leaving Mike to place his hands on your hips and steady you.

The touch he’d wanted.

It's simple, platonic, really, but his heart soars in his chest. He feels hopeful. He craves you. He wants to touch you more and in other places. He wants you to want him to touch you.

You mumble a small thanks and continue cutting his hair, and there’s no reason for Mike to continue touching you, so his hands fall to his thighs once more.

By the time you leave that night, Mike is down another forty dollars, has neatly cut hair, and a thick ball of longing in his throat.

[valeriianz]

oh nooo. oh my goodness!

Hob would be so sweet with him, holding a hand out to let the beautiful, fluffy black cat smell him and smiling once he rubs his face against his fingers, allowing Hob to reach out and scratch behind his ear.

“Hey big guy, what are you doing out here?” 

Meanwhile Dream is like, ha ha my plan is working. Not only do i get to see my favorite human, but he gifts me with head scritches. Purrfect.

Hob scoops him up and takes him inside, wondering if this cat is a stray. He’s far too clean and healthy looking to not be domesticated. Maybe he is a runaway. And while he’s thinking that, and absentmindedly petting down the cat’s back (Dream is just purring away). Hob crouches down to open an empty cage and is telling the cat about his temporary home while he looks into who he might be.

And the purring abruptly stops.

Dream freaks out in only the way cats do, screeching and yeowling, thrashing in Hob’s arms, claws out and definitely (accidently) scratching and drawing blood.

But Hob shuffles back, away from the cage, and instead of letting go, brings the cat closer to his chest and gently calms him down, shushing and repeating, “it’s okay, i got you. We wont go in there, okay?”

And Dream slowly comes back to himself, breathing hard and focusing on the gentle caress down his thick fur and Hob’s lips on the top of his head, his warm breath tickling his sensitive ears.

“There you are,” Hob coos, rearranging Dream to be more comfortable on his lap, but still hunched over him, pressing a kiss to his fur. “No cage. I hear you loud and clear.”

And… this certainly isn’t what Dream was expecting by doing this. But he’s not complaining. 

Ok but what if hob is volunteering at an animal shelter and dreams decides to cheat out of the 100-year-wait-between-dates system by showing up as a gorgeous black cat and then he gets a catxiety attack when they try and put him in a little cage 🥺

[pacifymebby]

hc for peaky blinders - finding out ur pregnant and how they’d react!! <333

Tommy

🌿You're scared to tell him, not because you think he'll be angry, not because you think he'll want you to get rid of it, but because its a big change and Tommys an unpredictable man

🌿Actually Tommy knows you're pregnant before you tell him. He's been having dreams see, and Pol has dreamt of it too. So he knows and frankly hes getting tired of seeing you worried and nervous around him

🌿 So one night he comes home, he sits down at a chair by the kitchen table and he calls through the house for you to come to him.

🌿 Youre hesitant, at first you think something terrible has happened or that you're in trouble. You hover in the doorway biting your cheek nervously.

🌿 He beckons for you to come to him. "Come here angel, sit yourself down with me... We have something to talk about..."

🌿 You do as youre told, sitting in his lap, letting him put an arm around your waist.

🌿 "Look at me angel, we're going to have a conversation now alright," he's so calm, but his voice is serious and you're still nervous, you're sure you're in trouble and then it dawns on you... What if he knows?

🌿 "What are..." you start but he cuts you off, he can hear your voice shaking and he doesn't like listening to you upset like that so he puts hid finger to your lips to hush you and then he rests his palm over your womb.

🌿 "Now it seems to me that you are going to have a baby and that that baby will be my child..." your breath catches in your throat and you feel tears in your eyes. You aren't sure why you're so upset but suddenly you're sobbing and apologising and for a moment Tommy just lets you.

🌿 But then he shushes you, strokes his hand over your hair. "Alright angel, thats enough now... Why are you upset?"

🌿 "You don't want it! Im sorry Tommy I'm so sorry i... Youre angry at me i know, i should have told you but..."

🌿 You think he's going to snap at you, you expect him to lose his temper. He's been angry with you before and this is certainly something you think would piss him off.

🌿 But Tommy just smirks a little, shakes his head and shushes you again.

🌿 "Y/n, where did you get an idea like that?"

🌿 You're stunned, a little bewildered, it's almost offensive but Tommy understands. He's already had children... He's never been a particularly natural father to them... He can see why you'd expect him to be so dissapointed in you...

🌿But things are different now.

🌿 "Said you'd been sent down from heaven to save me," he tells you, "now i know you were"

🌿This time he makes a promise to himself that he'll change, that he'll be worthy of you and your child. That he'll protect you from everything.

Alfie

🐻 Honestly? He's surprised... Thought he was getting a bit old for babies and all that sort of thing

🐻 "Are you sure treacle?" he has his hand to your tummy and he's looking at you with a little frown on his brow, he's trying to hide his happiness in case this isn't real.

🐻 "Alfie I'm weeks late I'm sure i am..." you frown, "and its definitely yours don't you dare ask me that!" you say quickly getting defensive. He finds that funny and laughs at you, pinches your cute little cheek.

🐻 "Well of course its mine ziskeit, naturally its mine..." he smiles then, pulling you into his arms and planting you down in his lap where he can hold you close to him.

🐻 Takes your chin between his thumb and finger and looks down into your eyes. Youre blinking back at him with your doe eyes, waiting on his next move. You still aren't sure how he feels.

🐻 "You know what this means don't you..." he tells you in a low, sweet voice. For a moment youre squirming and nervous. You shake your head and wait for an answer. "Means I'm going to have to take extra special care of my little girl..."

🐻 "What did you have to go and get yourself knocked up by an ugly old brute like me for ey ziskeit?" sometimes he worries he wont be a good father to your child, that hes going to let you down.

🐻 But he could never and you tell him that a thousand times. He's the only man youd ever want to father your children.

🐻 "Hope its a girl... She'll be as pretty and precious as you and I'll spoil her rotten..."

Arthur

🍂 Cries. Can't believe its true because he doesnt believe he deserves that kind of happiness.

🍂 Is convinced hes already a terrible father, worries he wont be able to look after you and the baby

🍂 You end up laughing a little, holding him and calming him down, giggling at how dramatic hes being.

🍂 You put your hands on his cheek, forehead to forehead, your nose brushing his, he puts his hands over yours

🍂 "Arthur Shelby you're going to be a father, you're going to be the best fucking father there ever was..."

🍂 He grins, calms down and sniffles through his tears, makes you a thousand promises to look after you both, to treasure you.

🍂 Kisses your belly every day, is so excited and proud, when the baby starts kicking hes genuinely amazed.

🍂 You give him a whole new hope and purpose, hes completely dedicated to u both.

John

🌼 You're both quite young and he feels a little unprepared, he's especially worried about you because he's heard being pregnants actually not that nice for a woman. Hes heard its painful and it makes you fumny in the head.

🌼 And yeah, hes scared youre going to hate hjm for making you pregnant. He thinks youre going to hate him because giving birth will be painful.

🌼 He goes to polly so many times asking her to tell him exactly whats going to happen but Pol is loyal to you and she isnt about to tell John a womans business.

🌼He dotes on you throughout the pregnancy though and as you get bigger he takes pride in helping you put your socks on in the morning and stuff.

🌼 When the baby is born he wants to be in the room with you, hes so panicked and worried about you he actually threatens Polly says if she doesn't let him in that room he'll...

🌼 Gets himself smacked for that.

🌼 Cries holding the baby for the first time. Polly looks at him with a smug smile "see now that wasnt so bad was it... No need for all that fuss"

🌼 Natural father, playful and a little too boisterous the with weans. Has your heart in your mouth every time hes playing rough with them, throwing them up in the air and catching them.

Bonnie

🍀 Is delighted. Hes been telling you hes going to put a baby in you one day for so long and now he has, he cant stop smiling.

🍀You werent scared to tell him because you knew hed be thrilled. He also kind of instinctively knew. He'd sensed a change in you.

🍀 Actually already has names thought up, you've been talking about having wee babies for so long you've already decided names for boys and girls.

🍀 Always telling you what a wonderful mammy youre going to be. How sweet and precious the baby is going to be.

🍀Hes so happy that actually the thing which worries you the most is that you might lose the baby. Youre terrified to let him down and so the more he talks about what a wonderful mammy youll be the more scared you become that youre going to fail.

🍀 One day you start crying when he says it. You tell him to stop and you get so upset you scare him. He doesn't know what to do or whats wrong, he thought you were happy, he thought you wanted a baby...

🍀When you tell him whats really going on he sighs and pulls you into a hug. "Oh my little dove, you poor thing, you should have told me sooner..."

🍀 Now that he knows how scared you are he's extra gentle with you and really lays on the reassurance. He tells you he's always going to love you no matter what and that he has faith. He also knows you need to be calmer for the babies sake and so he does everything in his power to ease your fears.

🍀Brings you flowers, cooks for you, takes you to see Polly because he knows she'll reassure you.

🍀 Takes extra time hunting trying to find you the right kind of food to keep you strong and healthy.

🍀 Touches your tummy all the time, when you sleep he has his hand resting over yours on the baby bump.

🍀 Sings to your tummy when the baby starts kicking. Sings you and baby little lullabys to send you both off to sleep.

🍀 When you go into labour he's nervous, of course hes nervous, but he has so much faith in you and the baby that hes also just incredibly excited. He can't be present at the birth but he stays close by enough that he can hear you and the women caring for you. He says little prayers for you.

🍀Youre exhausted after the birth and when he takes the baby from you to hold it he tells you to rest on him too. He feels so complete with you both near him. After hearing how you suffered during the birth he continues to dote on his little dove and is extra careful with you.

🍀 Sings you and baby to sleep, is so proud of you both hes glowing with it. Is really touched by the miracle of birth.

Isaiah

🐀Okay you're scared to tell Isaiah. Having a baby will completely ruin his life youre certain of that...

🐀You hide it for as long as possible but theres only so many nights at the Garrison you can sip water and pretend its gin without him realising he can't smell it on your breath.

🐀One day youre sitting at his lap in the Garrisson and he surprises you, takes your drink right from your hand and knocks it back himself. As he suspected, its water. He doesnt say anything in front of your friends he just plays it off as if he were teasing you, he kisses your cheek and says he'll buy you another.

🐀You half expect him to buy you real gin but instead he comes back with water, measured out in a gin glass just the same as youd been drinking before.

🐀You spend all night nervously anticipating what he'll do when you leave.

🐀He walks you to your front door as usual, everything seems fine... Hes as happy as normal, holds your hand, lets you wear his peaky cap as always, wraps you up in his jacket to keep you warm and, to show everyone you belong to him...

🐀Then you get to your front door and youre hesitant to kiss him goodnight, youre waiting for him to confront you about your drink and the longer he leaves it the more nervous you get

🐀"Well don't i get my kiss goodnight?" he asks you with a smirk. You realise you cant speak and you stutter a little bit but go to kiss him anyway.

🐀The moment your lips meet you realise it was a trap... He pushes you through your front door and closes it behind the two of you,still with his lips on you... You panic, scared that your father will be up and will hear you but the lights are off in the kitchen and the house is quiet...

🐀"What are you doing?" you hiss at Isaiah as he kisses your lips again, his hands trailing down your body to rest on your hips, "You're going to wake my father!"

🐀"Well actually mouse my darlin girl i was hoping to catch him... Think ive got somet to ask him see..."

🐀"What are you talking about?" youre confused, nervous giggle at your man and his stupid antics.

🐀"well..." he slips his hand over your tummy and rests it atop your womb, looks deeply into your eyes, his forehead rests against yours and the look he shares with you is so intense you feel yourself shiver. When he speaks hes so soft and serious it surprises you, its the most honest and devoted youve ever seen him look... "Guess I'm going to have to marry you now..."

🐀In short hes actually pleased as punch to be having your baby, he was looking for an excuse to marry you anyway and although hes not sure how to be a father, hes the kind of confident where he kind of just knows he'll be good at it.

Michael

☘️ You're not sure whether to be scared of telling Michael or not. You think he'll do the decent thing and be a man about it but you're really not sure...

☘️ You try to hide it from him but you struggle, youre a nervous mother and your hand instinctively rests over your womb at all times. Youre practically begging him to notice and take matters into his own hands...

☘️ But Michael is oblivious to that kind of thing, Polly tells you as much when she finally snatches you by the wrist and takes you somewhere private to interrogate you.

☘️ "My stupid son will never notice this by himself... If its his you have to tell him and by god if it isn't..." youre shocked she'd ever think such a thing but really shes only trying to test you. Trying to see if you really are the girl for her son... When she sees the hprrified look in your eyes, when she sees the frown which knits your brow and notices your hand raise slightly from your side... As if you were about to slap her... Polly Gray...

☘️ Her mouth breaks into a smile, a beaming one. "By god child this is going to change that boy, this is going to see him right... Tell him now and tell him quick..."

☘️ You hesitate, you still arent convinced but Pol says if you dont tell him she will. She tells you not to worry, tells you her sons going to marry you, make an honest woman of you... That he'll look after you... And then you almost cry...

☘️ You've never cried in front of polly before and you dont want to now but a tear falls and when she asks whats wrong you cant lie to her.

☘️ "i just... I dont want him to do all that just because he thinks he has to, i dont want him to marry me out of a sense of fucking duty..."

☘️ "Whats this about marriage?"

☘️ Neither of you had seen Michael come in, he'd trodden quietly, eaves dropping on your conversation. Now hes looking at you both with a frown on his face, hes confused, still hasnt caught on even though youre stood with his mother, in tears, one hand resting on your stomach, talking about marriage...

☘️Theres a moment of silence, Polly is waiting for him to work it out but he doesnt... "Well isnt anyone going to fucking answer me or what?"

☘️ Polly wsshhts him and storms past him, pushing him into the room as she leaves and slams the door muttering something about him being fucking stupid.

☘️ "Y/N love..." he seems concerned, almost tentative to approach, but also a little irrate too, he doesnt like not knowing whats going on and hes worried about you, "whats going on love whats happen?"

☘️ You burst into tears practically falling into the chair beside you. Youre so upset now you cant speak and Michael rushes to your side in a flash. Hes down on his knees looking up at you, clutching your hands in his trying to work out whats wrong.

☘️ You manage to sniffle out the word "pregnant" and even then its not enough.

☘️ "What? Who is?" he asked and only then does it dawn on him... Its you, youre pregnant. "Is it... Is it mine?" he asks you making you cry even harder so that you gasp for breath between the words "of course its fucking yours michael!"

☘️ "Well then whatre you fucking crying for y/n? I thought somet fucking terrible had happened!"

☘️ He's on one knee there and then wanting to marry you, making all kinds of promises. He wants to be there for you, wants to be a good man.

☘️ He tries harder to make less stupid decisions, tries to put you and the baby first. Wants to have a family, wants to get you out of the city, wants the child to grow up somewhere like the house he did, somewhere safe, out in the country, but bigger and prettier. Promises you the whole world.

☘️ Always putting his foot in it whilst youre pregnant, cant get his head around these fucking hormones. You get angry at him for nothing, you cry so much. Sometimes you tell him to fuck off and then when he does you burst into tears asking why hes leaving you? You question whether he loves you, whether hes only married you out of a sense of duty. He finds it exhausting trying to reassure you all the bloody time. Hes so relieved when you go into labour... Naively he thinks that'll be the end of his worries...

[cocomouche]

“Getting all worked up?”

Afab!Reader x Genshin men

- When their favorite pet goes in heat -

(Albedo, Childe, Scaramouche, Kazuha)

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Albedo

- “hm.. your getting so wet just from me aren’t you?”

- He knows all your weak spots, his cold gloved hands teasing running feathery touches across your skin, the slightest warmth he gives was just enough to make you whimper in need.

- your inner thighs are coated by your own slick, it doesn’t help that your ears were pointed down and your tail was wrapped around his arm, He knows how sensitive you get and will get you to push your limit.

- When he finally fucks you after what it seems to be after hours of teasing, its the best reward ever. He’ll breed you so full! Stroking your ears gently and he wont stop with one orgasm, he’ll keep going until your crying in his hold.

- He shushes you when you mewl out “i-i can’t take it!- too much!” Drooling as he slams into you.

“Shh.. darling its okay. C’mon you can handle one more. “ “fuck- you’re so tight for me, want me to fuck this little hole too?”

Childe/Ajax

- He’s so mean.

- He’s the type to touch you all over except for the places you want touched most, just to have you rutting and nuzzling yourself onto him. It’s degrading to think he’s domesticating you in that way.

- “A-Ajax..help me p-please-“

“W-what? I-i cant hear you, speak louder pet.”

- He mocks, your wetness oozing on his clothed thigh, it’s embarrassing but you don’t even notice.

- he’ll have his way with you once you’re fully desperate, which is when you start grinding your clit against him. Tail was placed low but still waving side to side like you were a prey.

- “Hmm? You in heat? Of course I noticed, why else would you be acting like such a brat.” “Oh-yeah fuck! You wanna be bred don’t you? I’ll fuck a litter of kids in you,I’m sure they’ll be as cute as you”

Scaramouche

- Childe’s mean, but Scara is meaner..

- “-What round is it? I thought bunnies like you could do millions, yet you’re telling me to stop at our 6th round? Tch, you’re so dumb”

- definitely pulls your ears to face him, a predator like him caught the cutest bunny to play with. Loves to pull you in a mating press, the way your body is restricted under him, he feeds off of your submissiveness.

- He stays still once in awhile, your hips try and rut on his cock yet no one can fuck you as good as he does himself. You can feel the tip of his cock, bulging on your cute tummy, he presses down and watches you squirm around.

-He stuffs your sloppy hole so well, he’s the best breeder ever! No wonder why bunnies like you love him so much…

- “hmm.. you tired bunny? I bet you’re so happy now, full of my cum aren’t ya?”..”don’t fuss, I won’t pull out yet baby, i know how much you like feeling full…”

Kazuha

- He’s calm, kind- don’t let him fool you though, he’s teasing as well.

- Kazuha makes his little pet feel so sensitive with his feathery touches. His hands are so light, yet calloused with experience, perfect fingers that tease your vulnerable areas.

- “Cumming? Again? Baby, I’ve barely even started..”

- You’re his patient girl right? He always makes sure all the teasing would be worth it in the end. He’s swift and merciless with his pounding, his cock- thick and stuffs you so full- hits your cervix with each thrust.

- In any other circumstance that you don’t have it in you to take the teasing, he’s so annoying. -He would just sit with a cocky grin and watch as you tremble at his presence. Your hormones getting to you while you crawl needily between his knees and rub your aching clit on his shoe. Begging for his assistance.

- “Such a needy little thing… aren’t you ashamed?” “C’mon what was that about me being so mean? If you don’t want me to help you, why are you humping my shoe right now like a bitch?”

- He’s patient with you and so he teaches you the same to be with him <3

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3/14/22 1:53AM

[8aji]

the ask game is such a cute idea! okay so

character: tsukki bc ik you love him

and random word: charging

prompt enemies to lovers! tsukishima kei x reader where you try to rile each other up for whatever reason you can find; today? the power outlet at the library.

send me a character and the randomest, first word you think of and ill write a prompt based on it! (i may write a lil blurb based on it as well!)

“What percentage is it at?”

“Low.”

Silence. Only the sound of aggressive typing, book pages being turned with such despair the fragile paper was under a constant threat of being ripped, and muffled groans of pain, filled the library—It was exam week after all—but other than that, nothing. You didn’t know if you wanted to scream at his seemingly condescending tone, though to be fair, you knew how he acted whenever you asked for anything, or existed too close to him, the mutual feelings of ugh for each other well known, so you asking to use the outlet was basically an act of self-sabotage.

“It’s about to die, Can I, please, use the outlet?”

“No,” he sighed, shaking his head, pretend to be bother by your presence but secretly enjoying it. “I’m charging my phone”

Silence, again, and this time you could clearly see the SLIVER of a smirk graze his stupidly hydrated lips, and despite his glasses blocking your view of his eyes, you’re sure they were shaped like slight crescent moons, shimmering all pretty, just like they do every time you have an unpleasant encounter and he manages to get the upper hand. Infuriating, You’re sure he’s doing it on purpose, holding the outlet hostage so you had to beg for it, but you wouldn’t falter, you’ll never falter around Tsukishima Kei. 

And now, you aren’t nosy per se, curious? Maybe curious, but definitely not nosy. Curious and incredibly smart, very ingenious if you may, which meant you didn’t hesitate side-eying his phone screen the when a flurry of messages lit up his phone. What you saw almost made you gasp.

“Its fully charged”

“Huh, I didn’t realise.”

And yet he didn’t unplug his stupid charger, he just continued writing away on his laptop, likely trying to reduce the words on his stupid essay because he’s stupid and always writes way past the maximum word count, and you know this because…?

“Can’t you just unplug it?”

“Just use another one.” He sighed, letting his head rest against the back of his chair. He was getting annoyed, at you nonetheless; good.

“Can’t, all of them are occupied”

“That’s impossible—”

“Its exams week,” you pressed, “everyone’s basically camping out at the library.”

“Then ask someone else?”

Twirling the thought in your head, sliding it side to side like a marble, you could hear it clink against your skull. Suppressing the Cheshire smile threatening to split your lips, you let out an overtly exaggerated sigh, slumping your shoulders forward just a bit, enough for him to notice.

“Okay.”

He had to do a double take, watching as your very pretty hands rolled up your charger.

“What?”

“Yeah if you wont give it up, I’ll ask someone else.” You brushed him off, taking your time putting your laptop and books back into your bag, those that you had prematurely taken out when you thought he’d give up his place easily.

“Wait!” He exclaimed. He almost knocked down his water bottle with how fast he stood up, making you jump in surprise. The noise only made him want to curl up into himself as the other students started shushing him; he hadn’t realised he spoke that loudly. He cleared his throat, feeling warmth creep up his neck and cheeks, he tried to play it off by adjusting his now crooked glasses. “I mean, yeah, you can have it,” he couldn’t help but look to the side as your eyes met, he couldn’t hide behind the lenses anymore. “I was going anyway, I don’t care.”

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[elpida]

"didn't you see the news this morning? world is definitely ending." she was being sarcastic but then, joey invited her for coffee and that threw her, this idea that he'd teach her spanish. her lips parted to speak, not that anything came out for the first moment and what did come out, was stupid but it's all she could think of at first. "si." idiot. "to the coffee date." did she just say date? "if that is what you're asking me on. i like black and white, knowing where i'm at." she paused. "plus, if it's just a friendly spanish lesson and i've got this wrong, i don't have to go wasting my fancy perfume trying to impress you... muneca, that can stay though." she groaned as he brother put an arm over her shoulder, playfully. "zachary you do know i wont carry you home, right?"

if anything, eris was so relieved that joey took the sensible option of saying nothing when she stood at his side. cains jacket, large on her but it hid the blood staining her dress. there was a little on her hand that she knew joey clocked. she wiped her palm to get rid of it but she was very, very clearly flustered. "don't worry about it, not a big deal just an incident at work, it's fine for now and yes, i will let you scold me for not telling you or asking for your help, later. deal?" her eyes did however make a gesturing flick to sienna before squinting up at joey. "you'd look good together." she whispered as she leaned to have him hear her. "as for the station, don't mention it.." and yet the fact he'd thanked her for it, meant the world to her. "i mean, you go to prison and... i'd have half the rent to find." she kept her eyes cast forward but her smirk was showing slightly. it was far more than that, but of course she would play it off.

"oh, i'm already there, you're gonna have a hard time catching up to me!" winnie giggled quietly, her hand linked in jacksons arm. "who's the beef cake 'risa?" winnie tried to whisper and rowan craned his head round. "rowan." and he couldn't help but laugh. "well hi rowan, nice to have you here!" she tried to be friendly, tried. it was more drunk person being a little louder than she should've been and was soon shushed politely. "sorry." she mouths before nudging her arm into karisa's.

there was a part of edens heart that ached, hearing benji's acknowledgement of her gran and her brother, their absence right now.. there was no stopping how her eyes lingered on the two empty chairs that'd been for them. what snapped her back was the way he had to say it again, his wife. eden stepped forward and for a hot minute, had no idea how to speak to a crowd, until she was. "i know i have already said but thank you all for coming, it really does mean the world.. and now there's something else that, for me and my husband, is going to mean the world.. i umm.." she faltered turning to look at him quickly. eden gestured a waiter with a tray of drinks forward so she could take one for her, one for him. she wouldn't drink it, more for effect. "when i was a little girl, i didn't really know what family was, but i always wanted one, you know? the type you would see having picnics in the park, the playing catch on hot summer days, getting ice cream hand in hand and all of that.. but me and ben, we never had that. we just had each other, until my grandmother took us and that was it. i had this.. this personal picture of perfection because my grandmother was everything. she was every late sleepless night, every batch of warm cookies on rainy sunday afternoons, she was hot summer days with chopped strawberries on a tartan blanket." she huffs a little happy reminiscence. her eyes focused in on the empty chair. "and ben? ben was a kid, an annoying older brother... that became my rock. he didn't let me be a quiet kid. his friends were my friends.. and a lot of you are here today." the tears were there, but she was really trying to hold it together. "so, if you could all just grab a drink, and join me in raising it up in a toast to–" she looked heaven bound as she raised up her drink. she was blissfully happy for their news, and yet she had to say it in a way that commemorated them. "to ben o'connor.. who would have made an extraordinary uncle." she hoped people would catch on to what she was saying. "to millie o'connor, that was already an amazing grandmother, but would have made the most loving great grandmother." she couldn't help it, a few tears dripped down her cheeks. "and to clayton warren, who i'm sure would've been an amazing grandfather." she pauses, smiles over her shoulder to benji, even with her emotional tears she still smiled. "and to my lovely husband, who is going to be the greatest father to our child." her free hand, rested along her stomach.

joey bites the urge to laugh, shakes his head as a snort could be heard somewhere underneath his breath. "who would have thought you, of all people would be asking me for my number. world has to be ending." a tease, spares her a look and raises a brow, lips curving into a softer version of his usual smile. "it means doll." a quick answer, lowers his head a little bit so it's a more private conversation. "i can teach you spanish but," a shrug, casts his gaze back to the groom and the arlen's. "you'll have to meet me at eden's for a coffee." says it so suave that he isn't sure sienna is picking up what he means but he says it nonetheless, zachary manages to find himself besides sienna, arm around his sister's shoulder as he raises a glass to joey, handing him one of apple cider instead. a thoughtful gesture that joey accepts with a smile. "if it isn't my two favorite people in the world. what are we talking about?" a tease, usual behavior from the firefighter as tommy shushed him. "pops is comin', i don't want a lecture on how we don't have inside voices again." a mention to earlier conversation as the two had a very, very passionate discussion on who would be the drunkest.

it's almost unnerving how still cain stood, touch soft, compared to his usual demeanor. basking in the moment for what it is and what it could be. whatever came tomorrow, he'd handle it tomorrow. he had eris, here in his hands, and that's what mattered. whatever tomorrow had in store for them, didn't. if he worried about what could happen and not what was happening, he could never be happy. the soon to be sheriff, nearly leans into her touch, almost as if he's touch starved because he is. and for a moment, he's happy. not that he wasn't before but this . . . is a different kind of happy. a high he's still on when she pulls away and he steps back too. ensuring that she has her space as does he. hands come to rest at his hips out of habit as he presses his lips together, almost as if he's reliving their kiss. hand wafts in the air that he agrees with the idea, left in his own thoughts as he watches the door close behind her. "jesus." a drawn out curse almost as he looks at himself in the mirror. "really did yourself one arlen." he whispered to himself, white knuckle grip against the counter as he tries to gather himself. chest tight and breath quickens for a moment as he reaches for the faucet - allowing the cool water to touch burning skin. drinks some of it, uses the rest to wash his face and pats himself dry with handtowels. there was always this underlying fear that lurked beneath his cracked armor and it just seemed to seep out of the said cracks for a moment, trembling hands are closed into fists as he reminds himself to breathe.

free hand is raised to show his innocence, lips pressed together to conceal his laugh. "mouth is sealed. nothing is coming out of my mouth." he whispered to his sister, canting his head at her for a moment before speaking. "heard what you did, back at the station." joey's never said thank you a day in his life, not that he's a prideful person, he doesn't really know why he doesn't say it - just doesn't. "thank you." words feel foreign, but he says it anyways. karisa takes her best friend's hands and let's out a laugh. "well 'course he was, he's only been in love with you since the dawn of time shortstack, i couldn't see him having any other reaction." a short reassurance as she walks in step with her best friend, snagging a glass of champagne on the way in as she notices cain taking his sweet time to get to the crowd. "i'll meet you there? it'll only take a second." she tells the bride, turning to face cain who was clearly lost in his own thoughts. "you look like somebody stole your bike." karisa pointed out, brows furrowed as she sips her champagne. his own hand is rubbing against his chest, almost as if he's trying to soothe this panic that is spreading. "oh, oh," karisa says, throwing back whatever is left of her champagne and ditching the glass. "ain't doin' it tonight, cain. look at me, deep breaths and think about cassie. her, really silly drawings, her laugh and everything that drives you crazy. you know, like when she and nikki took crayons and colored the walls?" karisa asked, teases, laughs and cain shook his head. "not funny," but karisa merely rolls her shoulders. "whatever this is you're feelin' it'll pass, whatever's got you worked up. just think about tonight. whole family's here and we've got an announcement we're going to miss if you don't get your shit together now, come on." southern charm, little sister routine as cain laughed. "this used to be the other way around."

"things change," hands come to readjust his collar as she pats his chest, head juts to the entrance of the hall. "and i got a date, so, get it together, i owe him a dance and a glass of champagne, amongst other things." turning on her heel, cain face contorts into one of disgust. almost as if the two are teenagers again. "does the old man know? you're disgusting." childlike insults as he joins the crowd, finds himself next to his own brother as karisa manages to snag two glasses of champagne, steals rowan and places herself besides winnie and joey. "heard i've got some catchin' up to do." karisa whispered to winnie, eyeing joey and offering him a wink. sister's intuition. benji welcomed eden back with an open arm, pulling her close as mr. arlen finally takes a seat, mrs. arlen behind him with a hand on his shoulder. "you ain't ever goin' to believe what i just saw." samuel whispered to his wife. "cain and eris in the bathroom." a confession that brings camille's hand to her lips. "and, karisa brought herself a date, no introductions or nothin'. we got, jackie finally actin' on his feelings, joey's makin' a move on sienna. what isn't happenin'?" samuel continued, scoffed and turned to benji who had cleared his throat. "uh, i want to first say, thank you for coming here today and sharing our special day with us. there are times where, it's good to be surrounded by people who are important to you, and for us, me, this is one of those times. i hope that you're enjoying every bit as much as we are and i'd like to thank you from the bottom of my heart." benji begins, eyeing the small crowd of friends who had ultimately became his family.

"unfortunately - it's not possible to have everyone we love here, with us today but we've got them here with us in spirit. and i know that, my dad, ben and grandma millie would've loved and been overly excited with uh, the news we're about to share with you all, so, uh, i'm going to stop talking and i'll uh, let eden, my wife, take the stage." a laugh as he turns to eden.