#hhh i'm sorry this took so long :(

[jowbokitten]

give us more genowser art I BEG OF YOU 😢😭😭

AAAAAAAAAA THERE U GO!!!

[mncxbe]

I'm not sure, but maybe Jouno (and other characters you want) when their s/o has period cramps or just their period? ≧◉◡◉≦

Yes hon^^ sorry it took so long to write hhh hope you like it♡♡

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Cravings♡

𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒐, 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐, 𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐

sweet baby angel protect him at all costs

brings you sweets because he read they can help relieve cramps

takes it as a perfect opportunity to cuddle you all day♡

calls you his little ketchup packet

"Aww how's my sweet babe feeling?" asked Ranpo as he entered your shared bedroom carrying a tray of sweets.

You grumpily rose your head from between the pillows, a look of pure irritation on your face. Your hair was disheveled, strands straying in all directions and there were dark, blue-ish circles under your eyes.

"Worse than I look. These cramps are ending me" you groaned, letting your head fall back on the sheets.

"Come on sugar. Lemme feed you some cake." he said sweetly as he set the tray on the mattress and climbed next to you.

You simply whined in response, causing your boyfriend to chuckle lightly. Sliding his lithe fingers under your chin he gently raised your head and made you look at him.

"You'll feel better after this babe. Trust me. Come on pleaaase" he cooed.

You scooted closer to him and opened your mouth, allowing him to feed you a piece of lemon tart. The rich, citrucy flavours melted on your tongue; it tasted heavenly.

"Looks like my darling likes it." smirked Ranpo, gently petting your head.

"I love it Ranpo. Thanks. Did you bake it?"

"Nah. I asked Poe to order it for me" he said casually, wrapping an arm around your frame as he nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck.

"You're something else, you know that?" you chuckled.

Your nimble fingers moved up the nape of his neck and entangled in his coffee coloured locks, the other snaking around his waist; Ranpo moved closer to you until your bodies were flush against one another.

"You're like my own personal hearter" you hummed in a cheerful tone and he snickered.

Your boyfriend's lips traced feathery kisses along the expanse of your neck. He could feel your body slowly relax, easing into his saccharine affections.

"See, I told you you'll feel better soon" he teased and you only groaned in response. "Try to get some sleep sugar. You need it"

Mumbling an almost unintelligible "Mhm sleep well love" you closed your eyes, trying to focus on the warmth and comfort provided by your partner. You were indeed exhausted; the painful cramps that kept you up all night had drained every bit of energy out of you. But now, sheltered by your boyfriend's soothing embrace you found yourself falling asleep in no time.

𝑱ō𝒏𝒐

most likely he can smell you💀

tries to play it cool and teases you but he's actually worried about you when you have cramps. like he can sense the amount of pain you're in

forehead kisses and tells you that you'll be ok

brings you painkillers and sweet tea and overall he's more affectionate that usual

this smug bastard casually mentions that orgasming can relieve period cramps and offers to help you

"Sai. I need you to buy me a pack of cookies and painkillers." you said as you emerged from the bedroom.

Although it was Saturday your boyfriend was working on paperwork; probably compiling reports for the mission he had the previous day. With a smirk on his face, Jouno rose his head.

"And why would I do that, pretty?" he asked in his usual mocking voice.

You rolled your eyes upon hearing his words, a look of obvious annoyance forming on your face.

"Look Sai I'm in no mood for this. I just got my period and around 11 I'm gonna get the most gut-wrenching cramps in history. We're out of painkillers and I want sweets because those are the only things that actually help." you said in one breath, eyes scanning his features.

Your boyfriend set his pencil down and languidly closed the distance between you, a cunning smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I may know another way sweetie" he teased as he leaned in to whisper in your ear, hot breath fanning over your skin. "I could make you cum"

Your face turned a deep shade of red upon hearing his words, causing him to giggle. "I can feel your temperature rising. Are you keen on this idea?"

"Not in the slightest. Stop teasing me please. You know how shitty this day is gonna be" you whined, letting your forehead rest against his chest.

Jouno's hand gently pat the crown of your head, fingers combing through your hair. "I know baby. And I'm here to help you make it better. I'll finish up the report and get us some sweets"

"Thanks Sai" you whispered as your arms loosely wrapped around his waist. "I dunno what I'd do without you."

"You'd probably be grumpy all day, laying helplessly in bed and-"

"Oh shush". You silenced him by pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "I love you Sai."

"Love you too princess. Now go back to bed and rest for a bit. I'll bring you the sweets soon, and some tea."

"Thank you babe" you giggled playfully, tip-toeing to your room but Jouno could still hear your heart flutter.

"By the way, princess, my offer still stands. I'll be glad to assist you in any way you need"

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂

he's used to dealing with period cramps since he has a sister

probably pulls up those little cushioned bags where you put hot water and press it on your belly (y'all know what I'm talking about)

much like Jouno he's more gentle if you have cramps; depending on how close you are he may baby you

like full on tucking you in, cooking you dinner, getting groceries and all that

doesn't show it but he's concerned

When Akutagawa returned home from work that evening he didn't expect to find you on the tiled floor of your bathroom, bent over the toilet seat as you vomited the remains of your lunch.

"Y/N." he began in a stern voice, doing his best to hide his concern "Are you feeling alright?"

Your head shook lightly in response. "No..."

Without even taking his coat off he came into the bathroom and knelt by your side. "Cramps again?"

"Yea. How'd you know?" you asked in a shaky voice.

Your boyfriend wasn't going to admit that he secretely tracked your period, noting down the date when it began and ended every month without fail since the two of you got together. He knew how terrible your cramps were and always wanted to be prepared to help in any way.

He suddenly rose to his feet, holding a hand out for you. "Come on. Let's get you washed up first then I'll make you some tea, ok?"

"That'd be great, hon" you replied as you took his hand. Akutagawa saw your face for the first time that evening: strands of hair sticking to your damp forehead and eyes half lidded from the pain. Your skin was at least twp shades paler than usual too.

He sighed, motioning you towards the sink. "Brush your teeth and then go straight to bed"

While you got yourself ready for bed he boiled some water and prepared you a sweet tea.

"Here you go" he said as he placed the steaming cup on your night stand. "Be careful. It's still hot."

Before you got a chance to say a word he hastily left the room. You could hear him scatter around your shared apartment, returning several minutes later with a cat shaped fluffy bag.

"Put this on your stomach. It should help"

You hastly reached out for the strange object, your eyes narrowing. "Where on Earth did you get this from?" you asked, barely able yo supress a giggle.

"It was Gin's. I took it from her a while ago since her cramps have gotten better"

"Lucky girl" you chuckle lightly, gesturing him to join you in bed. "Come on Ryuu I wanna cuddle you."

And surprisingly enough he did. Akutagawa wasn't big on physical touch, that much you knew, but he just couldn't refuse you in moments like this. He laid on the other side of the bed and wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you closer.

A soft sigh rolled off your lips when you found yourself in his comforting embrace; your bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. The warm cushion bottle that you currently held to your belly managed to relieve some of the ache.

"Thank you babe." you purred happily.

Akutagawa cringed at the sound of the pet name but gave your waist a reassuring squeeze. "Any time love."

You breathed in deep and closed your eyes, relishing the serene moment. He was just too adorable, always putting up that cold, unbothered mask but you knew that deep down he was caring and gentle. At least with you.

[lostquinn]

Love sick pt 2

(Simon Ghost Riley x gn!reader)

Fluff, flirting

Summary - your sleep is interrupted when the boys return from a mission and someone wants your attention

Hhh God it's been a while but here ya go! I hope ya'll enjoy this fluffy little moment. Lil warning, Ghost is a lil possessive? @cupid-eclipse I am so sorry this took so long please forgive me 🙏

Word count - 660

It had been a few weeks since Simon had kissed your temple and promised you one day he'd make you his. He'd been away on a mission with the rest of the team for a few days and you'd stayed behind due to a field injury.

It was the middle of the night when you heard it. You were tucked up in bed, half asleep with your head pressed against the pillows and Clive, your teddy bear, in your arms.

A soft chuckle drew your attention. Someone stood outside your room, chuckling and trying to stay quiet. The door clicked open, and Soap entered with a grin.

The scot watched as you sat up and ran a hand through your hair, squinting at him in the darkness. He flopped himself down on your bed and cuddled up to you.

"Not who you were expecting, eh bonnie?" He chuckled softly.

"How was the mission, Johnny?" You asked, rolling your eyes as you clicked the lamp on and hugged him.

"Can't get mad at us, bonnie," he mumbled, staring up at you.

"What happened?"

"Your boy Ghost took some hits," he closed his eyes, as if not wanting to see your reaction.

You had been filled with the warm fuzzy feeling of excitement, eager to see him again and hold onto your closest friend however, that was swiftly crushed.

The fear that he was hurt badly overwhelmed you, and panic rushed through your mind. What if he died? What if he had to retire?

"He's - he isn't my boy," you mumbled, staring down at Johnny with worry written across your face.

"Sure," Johnny chuckled softly, shaking his head for a moment as he yawned and started falling asleep in your bed. "Would be if you asked him,"

You glared down at Johnny for a moment before the light tapping of knuckles on your door pulled your attention away, and you climbed out of bed.

You opened the door quietly and were met with Ghost's mask, his eyes glancing around your room before staring down at you.

"See you've already got another man in your bed," he smirked, teasing you.

"Oh shut up, it's just Johnny," you chuckled softly, shaking your head. "Heard you were hurt,"

"Nothing serious, love, no need to worry," he mumbled, wrapping his arm around you and putting his hand on the small of your back. He gently pulled you closer as he leant against the doorframe.

"Serious enough for Johnny to warn me," you pouted softly.

"Just a few bullet holes, nothing new, maybe you should kiss em better for me," he smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"You don't mean that," you mumbled, trying more to convince yourself he couldn't mean those things when it came to you rather than him.

"I always mean it with you," he chuckled softly. "He seems to take up a lot of your bed," Ghost muttered softly, staring over at Johnny, who was now fast asleep and sprawled out on your bed.

"Yeah, he normally comes and shares mine, says it's comfier," you shrugged, not minding it. Johnny appearing in your room after a mission was a common occurrence at this point.

"Won't be allowed to do that when I'm your boyfriend," he spoke softly, almost as if thinking out loud.

"W-what?" You squeaked, staring up at him with wide eyes and a blush spreading across your face.

"You heard me," he grinned down at you. "Why don't you share my bed tonight?"

You blinked up at him for a moment, almost not believing what you'd heard as you stared at him. He rolled his eyes and chuckled, lifting you up over his shoulder and carrying you away.

"You're mine, luvvie, don't want you sharing beds with anyone but me," he spoke softly, carrying you off towards his room.

"Stop with the teasing, asshole," you muttered, shaking your head.

"I mean it, I want to be your boyfriend,"

[desultory-novice]

Hi hi! I'm going to answer a couple of different video based asks all in one post because they all follow a similar theme~!

EDIT EDIT: I realized that no one could actually access the links because I took screenshots and added links to the video following each ask!

[VIDEO]

Oh yes! It was one of the first videos I watched when I decided to be brave and finally join the fandom! I remember really liking it, though I don't remember the video contents itself well...!

:cues up for a rewatch:

Heh! Heehee! It's still quite a lot of fun! Years later, I can notice clearly now that this video relies very strongly on what I understand is a controversial/outdated interpretation of Void lore based on the EN translation which is...well, it's the Star Allies English Translation... (As for the details of WHAT it got wrong, o~hhh, I'm not going to get into the Void stuff ~ You'll have to go to other Kirblrs for that! I'm too busy with fixating on my personal blorbos! XD ) However! The end bit about who Kirby is and what Kirby represents? That part of the video remains golden and is something I am 100% in agreement with!

Edit: I realize now you said "videos" and if they're the ones I'm thinking of, then I think I did watch the whole series back then and enjoyed it very much! Sorry for not giving my modern day thoughts on them individually. I didn't want to make you wait too long on this!

[VIDEO]

AH! I just saw this one a few months ago and YES! Yes yes yes! Ohhh, yessss! I agree! It's funny to watch this one back to back with Designing For's video about how the early games were kind of empty fluff compared to the lore-heavy Kumazaki era when Star Warper highlights one of my FAVORITE things that's been gone for so long!!

...I would be SO happy if they focused more on this kind of "natural" world building and character exploration. I suppose, if I have one criticism of Kumazaki, it's that he maybe TOO MUCH of a writer? It's okay to focus where he specializes in, and he's really good at it, but I hope that Star Allies "micro cutscenes" mean we might get them back in a new title, rather than a "last nod" to Kirby history...

This reminds me, I never did anything with this (got swept under by RL) but I came away from this video thinking that I would LOVE to make a series of cutscene animations for the games that don't have them! Just imagine what silly things Kirby or the rest of the characters are getting up to before handing the action back to you!

(Gosh... I don't think I have the experience necessary for this but... with all these collabs, I wonder if anyone would be interested in forming up a collab to make cutscenes for the games that don't have them? I don't know if there's that many animators in the fandom, maybe splash images would be enough? ...Interesting thought?)

But one last enthusiastic yes! As an outspoken fan of, "Show us the daily life of the people in Dream Land PLEASE" this video speaks to me. And I'm glad others feel this way!

[VIDEO]

I KNEW THIS WOULD BE THE CAKE SCENE! I LOVE THE CAKE SCENE! Honestly, I don't know anyone who doesn't just burst into kittens when faced with the cake scene...! It's so cute...! vvv

Speaking of the 25th Anniversary Concert, I have to share my other favorite moment and unfortunately I can't find the full video to refresh my memory (...pulled down for copyright, maybe?) but there was one silly moment when they asked Kirby how old he was, like HIM not the series, and he's like "...I'm 25! ^o^" and of course, it's silly and ridiculous and everyone laughed and for those fans who see Kirby as a very young child, it is just the picture of a child being silly and saying whatever but...as someone who always saw Kirby as growing up with me, I beamed a little with pride? XD

And I think that's the way it should be, maybe? The things Kirby says can be as interpretable as Kirby themselves! ...Reminds me of another quote from Kumazaki that he didn't want Kirby speaking (in Japanese) in the globally streamed 30th Anniversary concert as they did in the 25th because he wanted everyone across the globe to "understand Kirby equally." That if he talked in just one language, a limited number of people would understand him, and everyone should be able to see themselves in Kirby!

It was a very sweet gesture - even though I myself missed hearing Kirby talk in Japanese! Ahh well, at least I'm surrendering my bilingual priviledge card for a good reason! XD

[VIDEO]

OH! Ni~ce find, Anon!

I've seen the fan animation of the phone skit and one more but I was wondering where I might find the rest...! Thank you, video anon!

These are soo~ooo cute! And you're so right! Kawata-san's Kirby really is perfect! I say that feeling the same way about Oomoto-san's Kirby too though...! They're all perfect! This kind of voice (and short skit style) would be perfect for a series of official shorts imo! The kind of ones that occasionally get released on Twitter and the like. (Not that I don't already love the animations made by Courtesy!)

And ahhhh, it's so nice to hear Kirby speak full sentences too~ I really, really enjoy this interpretation of Kirby! I can't believe it's from as far back as 1994! Amazing! Truly amazing!

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Thank you, anon(s) for the fun video links! And I hope everyone has fun watching them too if you're not familiar with everything listed here! If you ask me, everything here is worth a listen!

[instexcamera]

Hi UM can I request some brat!Natsume x dom!reader punishing with one of those fuck machines and degrading him until he's mindbroken?

Have a great day

Ooo my first request, and of course!

Brat!Natsume x GN Dom!Reader

Warnings: Overstimulation, Sub character, Degradation

Note: I'm sorry it took a little while to make this, I'm sick currently but I tried my best to get it out fast. I also hope you enjoy it as I tried my best with it but brats are hard to write for me hhh. I also hope I did Natsume justice as I have never written him.

18+ Under the Cut

Low whirring sounds flow from the machine as it fucks into Natsume at a slow pace. Even though it was set on the lowest setting you had to keep one hand on Natsume's knee, forcing him to keep his legs spread open. He gazes at you defiantly, a smug smirk on his lips. The urge to wipe that look off his face fills you, this was supposed to be a punishment for his jealously, he shouldn't still be acting so disobedient. The only cracks in his facade are the small shivers that run though his body every time the toy thrusts deep, or how he has to hold himself back from making noises.

"You're failING, what type of punishment is thiS? It's not working on meeah-" He cuts off with an unwanted moan as you had had enough of his teasing, choosing to turn the machine up to its highest level for a moment to shut him up. It works as Natsume's legs start to tremble more frequently and his eyes roll to the back of his head, his mouth opening slighty. You divulge in the sight for a moment before returning the machine back to its slow pace. Natsumes eyes going back to normal as his body relaxes, his expression now one of annoyance.

"I didn't actually enjoy thaT, I faked it for your own amuseMENT. " Staring at him for a second, noticing how he acts like this isn't affecting him. Yet those small signs are still noticeable no matter how much he tries to not let them show. You can feel his thighs still trembling ever so slightly underneath your fingertips, the way his face is starting to become a flushed red color. But you decide you'll play his little game, if he wants to act like a brat he can be treated like one.

Turning the machine off and removing your hand from him, he has nothing to gain any sort of friction now and annoyance shows on his face. Now that all stimulation was gone from him he was completely at your mercy, even more so than before. His cock, you realize dripping precum, the tip a deep red color. He wanted to cum you could tell but his pride of not wanting to be caught begging was winning, however you would change that before long. Leaning over him, and using your hand to grab his cheeks, forcing him to look you directly in the eyes.

"If you want more, beg. I already know you're just a pleasure loving slut who just can't take it when my attentions on another guy that isn't you. So come on, beg, don't be shy, you weren't earlier when you cussed out Tsumugi were you?"

Tsumugi was the reason he was like this in the first place, he couldn't handle seeing you give him a kiss on the cheek. You knew that Natsume's relationship with him wasn't the best, but he still somewhat liked Tsumugi, but that kiss seemed to have went too far for him. Natsume looks as if he regrets it now, deciding between if he wants to keep his pride up or be able to cum.

You pull your hand away from him and his face drops as he seemly stares down at his stomach, his shirt pushed up around his waist. It's not too long before you hear some mumbling coming from Natsume, his hands clenched tightly together. "I'm a jealous slut only for yoU, and I constantly want my hole to be filled with your cocK." Moving back down to be right next to him you whisper "Can you repeat that? I didn't hear you." He immediately turns to look at you as those words leave you, "I know you diD, your just enjoying thiS." His golden brown eyes continue to glare at you for a few more seconds until he finally gives up, realizing that he won't gain any touch unless he says it louder.

"I'm just a jealous dirty sluT, I can't handle not being filled and I need yoU-" Your finger presses down the button that makes the machine start up, at full force. Natsume, not thinking you'd start it while he was talking taken by surprise. His head bangs back onto the headboard and you feel bad about it only for a moment. His eyes start to unfocus and his body rocks back and forth from the force of the machine. His legs start to close and your quick to push them down, you can feel his muscles straining underneath your hands. The slapping sound from the machine meeting his ass isn't loud enough to block the high pitched whines leaving Natsume as the toy rams into his prostate over and over.

Natsume's precum is dripping down his cock in larger amounts, and the way his body strains against the machine and the increasing pitch of his moans signals he's close. Thinking of stopping the machine right before he orgasms takes form but is quickly pushed away when his moans reach a beautiful crescendo. You feel his thighs start to tremble more violently and a second later long white ropes of cum spurt out of his cock, landing on his chest, and dripping down to his stomach.

Letting go of his thighs and sliding your hand up his body, not bothering to slow the machine as it continues to thrust into him as forcefully as it can. Feeling his body twitch with the aftershocks of his orgasm, and the constant movement from the machine you gather some of his spend on your fingertips. You bring your fingers up to his lips and slip them past his open mouth. His eyes are glazed over likely from the after effects from his orgasm but you expect over stimulation to kick in soon. You watch as his mouth closes around your fingers, sucking his own cum off of them.

His eyes move to meet yours and you slide your fingers out of his mouth so he could speak. "Why aren't you stopping iT? It hurTS, it hurts so gooD." His voice comes out in different pitches, the machines thrusting starting to affect him more than you thought as overstimulation starts to kick in. You only smile at him as you let the machine keep up its pace, he deserved to be over stimulated. Broken moans fall from his lips as you look down towards the machine, realizing that Natsume's cock is still hard dispite cumming a minute ago.

"You're still hard? You must be more of a whore than I thought, but that's fine, I'll give you more pleasure than your body can handle." Natsume's response is pained whimpers, but you don't want him too fucked out of his mind just yet, he still had to answer some questions. Turning the machine down to a medium setting so pleasure is always present, you hear him let out a relieved moan, yet his body still twitches from deep thrusts onto his prostate.

Grabbing his cheeks once again, you force his head to turn to look at you. His eyes are starting glaze over and his mouth hangs over ever so slightly. However he quickly attempts to looks serious. "You want to apologize to me for interrupting my conversation with Tsumugi with your jealousy? I let you have an orgasm, not that you deserved it." He quickly sneers at you, however the effect doesn't work as well as he hopes with the position he's in. "I don't have to apologize for anythING. Tsumugi didn't care anywaYS, and I was not jealOUS." You sigh, of course he wouldn't admit it that easily, however you could get him too.

You wonder if causing him to orgasm over and over would make him admit it, he would enjoy it no matter how much he may deny it. He already looks on the verge of another, however the amount of stimulation he's getting not enough to push him over the edge just yet. Running your hand down his chest towards his cock, taking it in your hand, starting to jerk him off slowly. The feeling causes him to bite his lip as he glares at you, you'll try again to get to him to answer in a way you want. "I know you're just a jealous slut who only wants my attention you even admitted it, so why won't you say it again?" He stays quiet, you could see shame run through his eyes at your words, he knows you're right, he just wants to be difficult.

You could feel him twitch in your hand, your words turning him on more than he wanted to admit. "Oh, I feel your cock begging for release in my hand, even if you don't admit it yourself your body clearly knows how much of a jealous cock hungry bitch you are. " He still doesn't respond, choosing to continue biting his lip. You'd get him to admit it again. Turning the machine to high once again, not having any plan to turn it down this time until he's begging you, you'd break his stubborn behavior by having him too drunk on pleasure.

Natsume stops biting his lip immediately, the pleasure overtaking him, his head once again knocks back, his body starting to rock roughly again. You watch as his stomach visibly clenches and you feel his cock once again release. His whines filling the air, almost louder than the slapping sounds echoing throughout the room. There's not as much of the sticky white fluid this time as it mixes with his last spend with more soon to join it.

You smirk as you let go of his cock, still painfully hard as small amounts of cum dribble out of his angry red tip. You move towards his head, watching the flush on his face spread down to his chest as his body starts to tremble even more violently from the aftershocks. "Too mucH, too mucH." His eyes have tears in them as he stares at you, however they're becoming more unfocused by the second, you just smile down at him. His hands grip the bed sheets as his back arches, his eyes widening a little as another orgasm takes him by surprise. Laughing a little at his reaction you wonder if you've been successful in fucking his brattiness out of him.

"Are you sorry about interrupting me? Are you going to say you're a dumb attention whore? You must already know that I'm right, your little mind can't seem to comprehend anything but reaching your next orgasm right now." Natsume can't even turn to look at you as he nods, the overstimulation muddling his mind up. "I'm sorRY, I'm sorRY. I'm a dumb jealous slut who can't do anything but think about cummING." You laugh a little to yourself, he looks absolutely ruined now that he finally admitted it. He didn't even look like he comprehended what he said, his mind to hazed over by the continuous thrusting.

"You finally admitted it, and all it took was having a machine fuck you stupid. Doesn't this just prove what you said?" He nods along to what you're saying, and increasingly loud whines leave him as he cums again, less than last time, you wonder how many more he can take before nothing comes out anymore.

You make no move to slow down the machine, only running your hand across his forehead, wiping his bangs away that are stuck there. He doesn't seem to be able to form coherent sentences anymore, much less thoughts, only small I'm sorrys leaving him. His cock still hard, sways back and forth with his body from the machines continuous thrusting. You decide to see how much more he can take before either shooting blanks or passing out.

You wonder how he'll act when he comes back to his senses, how pissed he'll be. You know he won't be able to walk tomorrow from how hard you have this machine fucking into him. But for now you can only watch as the machine fucks into him.

[electricphantasy]

omg hhh this is my first time requesting something,, first of, are requests open? if so, can i please ask for an edgar x gn!reader?? i have no particular scenario in mind so anything would do, really :-) thanks in advance if you're going to take the request ^_^

(I thought I'd write some Edgar comfort since I've had a a bit of a stressful week myself, so here we are! Sorry it took so long, but I eventually got around to it.)

- Let's say that you've had a terrible day at work. Your feet hurt, your back aching, and you only want to get home and relax. Now, it can't be a simple as that, as you're met with every possible obstacle, preventing your speedy escape home. After what felt like hours, you finally reach your beloved home. You crack open the front door of your home, kick off the shoes by the entrance, and begin walking towards the comfort of your bed. Only to be greeted to an interesting sight displayed before you.

- Your kitchen had been cleaned to maximum, and you swore that you could see real sparkles emanating from the pristine countertops. Your carpeted floor somehow vaccumed to the point you see a noticeable change in the color of the carpet. The microwave conveniently pops open to reveal a dinner you had saved just a day or two ago which somehow still looked quite appetizing. Behind you in the living room, you can hear your favorite television characters talking and chatting away on the T.V.

- "Hi honey!! How was work?" And there sitting on your desk was your wonderful little Pinecone computer, Edgar. Since he became sentient, your life had only gotten easier with him around, and not just because he was hooked up to every appliance possible. He also just happened to be your very loving boyfriend, who loved you very dearly. He stares at you from across the room, just as you sigh in relief.

- "Well it was certainly...a day. We'll just leave it at that honestly." You say just as your body collapses into the couch, giving your legs the rest they deserve. "Oh, well, I did a little cleaning around the house! And I thought you might like it if I reheated some leftovers, so...yeah." Edgar nervously chuckles. He seems to be a little embarrassed at the confession, as if it wasn't the nicest thing someone could do for you at this very moment.

- "Thanks Edgar, I appreciate it. I'll make sure to grab my dinner once my legs don't feel like total jelly." Unfortunately for your dinner in the microwave, it would just have to wait. Your body already begun melting into the couch, and Edgar little face watching you from the desk was far more interesting then the meal from some other night.

- There was a small moment of silence before your boyfriend computer spoke up shyly. "I know you're tired but..." He paused his words. "Can I sit on the couch with you? I'd get up myself if I could, and it just looks like you need a hug right now."

- You almost forgot how sweet Edgar could be. "Of course. I think hugging you would really give me the relaxation I need right about now." Your muscles screamed at you to not move, but the idea of cuddling your boyfriend was far too enticing. Quickly gliding over to Edgar and picking up his monitor, only to turn around and sit on the couch. Except that your boyfriend layed right on your lap with the most love in his expression someone could have. It already made the night so much better and relaxing to have him here.

- His face slowly turns a little more downtrodden as he says, "I'm sorry work wasn't all that great. I hope I made it at least a little better by coming home to a wonderful home!" You chuckle just a bit. "Of course you have, just seeing you here with me makes it so much more wonderful! Who doesn't love a little housewife to help around the house?" You tease him a bit, just to reduce the cheesey mode of the room.

- A small pout forms on his monitor screen just as Edgar scoffs. "Well someone has to take care of the house." His pout doesn't last long as a coy little smile appears on the monitor screen. "You're the breadwinner, I'm the housewife, hehe!"

- "Oh yes, my lovely little housewife..." Your lips meet the screen and place a peck on where his cheek would be. Although your assault of kisses doesn't end there. You begin kissing him all over and just as he begins to bubble and giggle over the affection you give him. Despite his slightly heavier, more sturdy form, nothing was going to stop you from kissing and loving Edgar to death.

- No matter how hard and long a day may be, Edgar will always be there waiting for you. His affection for you knows no bounds and just coming home, seeing all the effort Edgar has put in to see you smile a bit more, works wonders on your mood. As you go to work, exhaust yourself, and then have to deal with all the obstacles going home - you will always come home to Edgar, the cutest artificial intelligence housewife the world has ever seen. Coming home has never been so worth it before.

[thegayspencerreidstan]

i have no idea if this has been done before but a suspect reader x spencer reid. basically the unsub is killing women who reject him and they bring in reader as a suspect and he's like "first of all, i don't even like women, and also i was with my boyfriend when the murders happened". and then he reveals that he's been dating spencer for a few months and everyone is just kinda shocked

(this is kinda based on my annoyance at everyone in my life assuming i'm straight and plus i love fics where reader is a suspect for some reason)

I'm so sorry it took me this long to get to this, I've been super busy and hhh, anyways I hope you like it :))

Spencer Reid X Male Reader

You had just arrived at the BAU, you walked into the office and noticed everyone talking about something, you walked over and asked "what's going on?" Everyone looked at you before Hotchner said "There's an Unsub that's been killing women that rejected him" you nod, taking in the information before coming up with a profile in your head, you explain your thoughts on who the Unsub could be and what he might look like.

A few days later, everyone except Spencer has been acting rather strange around you, you thought maybe they were just busy with the case but it definitely seemed like more than that, you tried your best to ignore it, but of course you decided to ask Spencer about it, he told you he wasn't sure but he'd ask them about it, before you could say anything else, you felt someone grab you by the shoulder and turn you around, it was hotch, you gave him a smile and asked him if something was wrong, he gave you a soft nod and told you to follow him to the questioning room, you were unsure of what was going on but decided not to question it.

He took you to the questioning room and told you to sit down, after doing so he said "some of us suspect you to be the unsub...you fit the profile, do you have anything to say about that?" You sighed and replied "Well first of all..I'm gay- second of all, I'm dating Spencer, so that's what I have to say about it" you could tell that surprised Hotchner but he nodded "I'll go ask Spencer about that later, but for now you can leave, sorry for the inconvenience" he said, you got up and left the room before going over to Spencer and giving him a kiss, of course he waa embarrassed but he kissed back and asked "what was that about?" You explained what happened and he chuckled, he then handed you the file of a guy and told you that he may have found the Unsub.....the rest is self explanatory

I got a bit lazy at the end ngl,,,I hope you don't mind-

[libbytwq]

HIHIIII So first off I wanted to say you're one of my art inspirations. Like fr HOW DO YOU DRAW THAT WELL I'M CRYING- I mean I'm like 13 so I've still got a long way to go art wise and you're prolly older than me so- *coughcough* But ANYWAYSSSS uh

I've seen one or two people ask this so I may as well could you draw my oc? you don't have to fr because I get criticised for it so much in this community it's insane people hate me asking them to draw my oc for some reason- so you really dont have to (I'm looking at YOU blveblvrr I will never stop joking to you about the callout post I'M SO EVIL HEHEHEH)

I'm sorry I'm a silly goober smh anyways here's the ref sheets! (yeah you can pick whatever one idrc lolol its up to you)

ok byebye >:D keep doing art you skrunkly lil silly

sorry it took ages to do it, but i finally got it done!! her design is super neat

For a 13 y/o, your art is exceptionally pretty!! I can only imagine that itll get even prettier from here! my art when i was 13 was awful bahah hhh

ik its unwanted advice, but to throw my two cents in, i understand why you get criticized, being 13 and on tumblr is very risky, but as someone who has been in the online art community since i was 12ish and posted art on scratch and deviantart around that time, i dont think anything is inherently wrong with having fun and drawing silly lil pictures and sharing them with the world :)) just as long as ur being careful w/ who ur talking to n whatnot

anyway serious talk aside GOOBER MOMENT

[ritz-writes]

hhh sorry for lowkey spamming about spotlight au, but i rlly like it :))

heres a little drabble, continuing from this part <3

Words: 649

MK and Mei go to another show a couple weeks later, Heathers again. They tried to get Wukong to come, but couldn't convince him no matter what. MK was then convinced, based on Wukong's reactions to the orignal, that his mentor had a celebrity crush on Macaque.

After the show, a few people lined up to get autographs. Mei went to one of the other actors, while MK went to Macaque.

"Hi! Could I get two photos? I'm here with my friend."

"Not a problem." Macaque took two prepared photos on the table in front of him, a pen in hand and a smile on his face that didn't feel fake, despite how exhausted he was. "Did you guys enjoy the show?"

MK nodded fervently. "Yes!" The boy exclaimed. "This was our second time watching it!"

"Oh really?" Macaque felt a swell of pride at that as he signed the pictures. He always loved when people came back more than once.

MK made a noise of affirmation. "Our other friend came with us last time, but he didn't want to this time. Not to throw him under the bus, but I feel like he's intimidated by you, based on how he reacted last time we were here." He waved his hands around suddenly. "N-not in a bad way, of course!"

Macaque chuckled, picking up a third picture. "Nah, it's fine, I get that a lot. Here, I'll sign one specifically for him. Maybe he'll come back if I do. What's his name?"

"Really? Oh, that'd be great! Uhm, his name is Sun Wukong," he said nervously. "He's kinda my mentor."

Macaque's tail flicked, his grip on the pen tightening as he finally took in exactly who he was talking too. He recognized the boy from the news. The Monkie Kid, Sun Wukong's successor.

Wonderful.

Macaque tried to keep his smile up. "Ah, you're the Monkie Kid."

MK scratched the back of his head. "Ehe, yep. That's me. Monkey King really enjoyed the musical, but I couldn't get him to come this time for some reason."

Macaque was surprised at that. He honestly hadn't expected Wukong to listen when he told him to back off. And he actually enjoyed the show? Then again, he always did like seeing Macaque perform.

"I mean, I can tell he wants to come, but he just wouldn't budge! I have no idea why!" MK blinked, remembering who he was talking to. "Ah—sorry, I didn't mean to ramble."

Macaque held back a sigh as he came to a decision, one he really hoped he wouldn't regret. "You're fine, kid." He finished signing, feeling a twinge of bitterness from writing Wukong's name, and handed over the three photos. "Here. Tell the Monkey King he's welcomed to come back if he wants. So long as he doesn't cause any disturbances, I don't see any issue."

MK beamed at him, his grin bright enough to blind. "Thank you! I'll be sure to tell him that!"

Macaque waved as the boy ran off. He continued the rest of the day as normal, though he felt somewhat on auto pilot.

He really hoped he didn't just make a mistake.

The next day, on Flower Fruit Mountain, MK presented the signed photo to Wukong.

"Here! The guy that played Veronica was super nice and said you're welcomed to come back anytime!"

Wukong took the paper hesitantly, eyes widening at the sight of his name, written in Macaque's hand writing. "Wait, he... what did he say exactly?"

MK tilted his head. "Like, word for word? Uh, well he said so long as you don't cause an disturbances then it'd be fine. Why?"

Wukong felt his heart swell. It was an olive branch, a second chance. But did 'don't cause any disturbances' mean 'don't hurt me again' or 'don't talk to me again'?

He supposed he'd have to find out at the next show.

oop this came out longer than I planned it too hehe. This au has me by the throat now if yall cant tell

[fics4you]

Hi!!! It's so nice to have another kpop sickfic blog on here! And your fics are really good!! Could you write a Seventeen Dino snzfic with Mingyu as a caretaker?? Thank youuu!

Sickie: Dino

caretakers: Mingyu

You Don't Always Have to Be Strong

It had been a long day to say the least. Chan had been up since 5 am, he went to the gym, then a meeting, then the practice room, skipping lunch he went to another meeting and then back to the practice room.

None of the other members know how busy the maknae had been, it was the groups day off after all. They all had assumed that the maknae had gone out with friends, that was until Mingyu was walking through the building, he had forgotten his sunglasses in the practice room the day prior. When he heard a commotion from the practice room, he was confused, not knowing who could possibly be in there. He knocked but there was no answer so he pushed the door open and saw the maknae stretching on the floor of the practice room, before Mingyu could say anything the maknae ducked towards his shoulder, "ehktchu hh- kktchu hehktchu"

"bless you" the maknae jumped at the sound of the voice. "Hey" the maknae spoke softly, Mingyu picked up on his congested tone and slight rasp. "What are you doing?"

"working" Chan said simply, Mingyu shook his head, you're sick"

"no" the maknae said stubbornly. Mingyu raised his eyebrow in skepticism, "I'm fine" Mingyu went over to Chan and tried to place a hand on the maknae's forehead. Chan tried to move out of the way, but Mingyu's hand firmly on his shoulder prevented it. Mingyu placed the palm of his hand on Chan's forehead, "fever" he said simply, Chan started to protest but ended up getting shut up by his own body when his nose began itching, he quickly turned away from Mingyu, "hh-KtCHu-ehh-KTChhU! Kktchu"

"bless you" Mingyu held his hand out and helped Chan get to his feet, let's get you home. "I'm fine"

"no, you're really not, but that's ok" Mingyu was supporting most of the maknae's weight as they walked out of the building, "you're allowed to be sick, you don't have to be Mr future of kpop all the time. You're allowed to be-"

"hktchu ehh- hhh- ktchu hhktchhu- snf- sorry"

"bless you, no need to apologize, you're allowed to be sick, it's normal." The maknae frowned, he felt upset that his body would betray him like this, he sniffled, Mingyu was grateful that his allergies made him carry tissues everywhere as he handed one to the sniffling maknae. Whether he was sniffling from the sneezes or fighting back tears Mingyu wasn't sure, but he wrapped his arm around the maknae and swept him into a 'bridal carry' and carried the feverish maknae out to his car, the boy seemed embarrassed, but almost grateful, Mingyu placed the maknae in the front seat and handed him a few more tissues, "thank you" he said softly, Mingyu placed a gentle hand on the maknae's forehead, "rest" he said softly, he closed the door and went around to the driver's side, the maknae was already beginning to doze off.

By the time the two got home he was already asleep. Mingyu carried the maknae to his room, getting the maknae situated caused Chan to wake up, "hyung?"

"hey sorry kid, just getting you to bed. But since you're up I'll get you medicine." Chan nodded, he sniffled and took a tissue out of his pocket and blew his nose, which caused him to sneeze a fit of four. "bless you"

"thank you. Sorry"

"once again, no need to apologize" Mingyu said as he left the room, coming back a moment later with a water bottle and two cold and flu pills. The maknae swallowed the medicine down, pulling a grimace on his face at the bitter taste. After he laid down, "can you stay hyung?" The maknae asked softly, clearly embarrassed. Mingyu smiled to himself and he clicked off the light, "of course"

[finniestoncrane]

As someone who likes degrading you have been a saving grace. My friends joke that I just wanna be abused in bed because of how mean I want them to be and I find it hilarious due to personal stuff. But honestly, whenever I see content with degrading in it - it's either someone like "you're a slut, bad whore" or just straight up non-con and I'm 1 step away from Calling the fictional police on a fanfic character. Which no offense or shame to anyone who enjoys that stuff - it's not for me but it's more so the fact I can never find a middle ground. The "nicer" stuff is too tame but the untamed stuff is just a lot of is kinks I don't enjoy.

Ik, make the content you wanna see in life but damn, it's hard. But your writing and I've seen a few others on here who are kinda like buried treasure. I am like "FINALLY!!!" because even if they have kinks or tropes I'm iffy about the majority of the think is fucking fantastic and makes everything worth it. It's just so rare to find people who still approach degrading with the same...ig finesse as they do with other kinks. Because I like to think a lot of fanfics writers probably know about all the rules of kink & BDSM and have a mature view set on sex but I still find degrading kinks just don't have that kind of polish yet.

It's either light brat taming and spanking with some nasty words or "oh you like degrading? Let me just ruin your mental state and go bonkers" and I'm just here like hhh. Sorry this is coming off so ranty - but yes, you do a great way to showing that middle ground that I've been desperately searching for and it's so perfect. Just- it's truely a treasure in my cove. - 🫖 (I'm so sorry if that was just so ranty or felt like I was judging others or trying to put them down, I'm grateful for all the writers out there)

ANON i am so sorry it took me so long to get to this, i just didn't have the capacity to respond coherently because this is such a kind and sweet thing to say and it means so much to me!!

i feel like maybe this is down to the fact that i'm incredibly kinky in theory but my body and my sensory issues prevent a lot of what i think is hot on paper coming into play. so i like to learn and read and explore and research and study, and i feel very grateful that there's other fic writers, and kink knowledgeable people who share their information for people like me, which means i've read a lot of different takes on a lot of different kinks lol

i'm pretty vigorous with tagging too, and i see some people not be quite as stringent with it, which is fine because there are no laws, but if something is going to veer into noncon or dubcon even under the guise of another kink or adjacent to another kink, then it supercedes it and it gets added to the list!! and i don't think that was ranty at all, i love hearing what people like and how they prefer things to be!! and there's never judgement in expressing your opinion! i like the whole gamut, i'll take playful degradation, i'll take middling degradation and i'll take noncon/dubcon/cnc but not everything is for everyone!!

ANYWAY i won't ramble, but yeah if you ever want something super specific in a request or a "if i can please have this but absolutely NONE OF THIS OTHER THING THANKS" then i am completely ok with that!! u-u 💚💚💚

[tia-amorosa]

Sunset Died - The Loners

New Roommate

It's the next day. And finally there was a break from all the snowfall. It was almost lunchtime by now when Twyla and Leila met in the kitchen. “You know what's nice? You don't have to get up at 6 a.m. and go to work. You can sleep in and get up whenever you want”.

“hnhn, yes, that's true. We can decide for ourselves how to organize our daily routine. Well, did you like the food, Lucky?"/ ‘See, you like him’/ ‘haa,, o.k.,, I admit, he's really cute and hasn't chewed the furniture yet’. After a few seconds, there was a knock at the door. “huh? Is Autumn coming back after all?"/ ‘hnhn, I don't think so“.

Leila went to the door and opened it. She thought it might be Gage, who had left very early to drop by the neighbors' house. But that wasn't the case. She looked into a slightly shocked and desperate face. “Yes, please?"/ ‘Hello, I… I'm here because…um…’/ ”I assume you're here for the place to sleep. Come in first”.

After he entered the house, Twyla got up from her chair and greeted him. But he avoided her gaze again and looked around the room instead. It was warm and smelled of food. “Hello… Yes, well… I would like to accept the offer, if it's still available”. She looked at Leila, who just shrugged her shoulders. “Sure it is”.

She looked down and past him for a moment. “Don't you have any luggage with you?"/ ‘No… Just the clothes I'm wearing and maybe a few bits and pieces in my jacket pockets… I know, I look like a bum,’ he said with a shy smile. “What nonsense.” But Leila seemed to be thinking exactly that at the moment and wrinkled her nose a little. Apparently he hadn't been able to wash his clothes for a long time.

Leila withdrew a little. She left it to Twyla to show him around and explain the rules of the house. “Sorry, she wasn't exactly thrilled last night"/ ‘because of the dog or because of me?’/ ”A bit of everything. But you made the right decision. And we still have a few things to sort out"/ ‘I see. Is this the bathroom?’ he asked her, looking at the door next to him.

She smiled and opened the door for him. There was indeed a bathroom here, fully equipped, with a bathtub. He took a deep breath, almost in relief. “And you really have hot water? How…"/ ”We found an older pipe that still worked. If you want to take a bath, you can do that.”

He turned to her. “Thanks… I wouldn't know otherwise…"/ ”You don't have to say anything else, okay? You're here now and that's good for now. I'll ask Gage if he has any clothes left. What about your work, are you still doing it?"/ ”No, I… I've found someone who would like it to take over…” / „OK then… I'll leave you alone for now and look for some fresh clothes for you.”..

Gage came home about ten minutes later. “I can see if I can find something for him"/ ‘thank you. is it okay for you that he's here?’/ ‘well, as I said, we still have to sort out the thing with the supplies… But otherwise it's certainly good not to be the only man in the house’/ ”hnhn. We should all get to know him better first”.

While the others were somewhere in the house, Reginald ran the bath. It took a while before the water was hot enough for him to insert the plug so that the bathtub could fill up. When it was full enough, he undressed completely and slowly sat down in it until almost his entire body was covered in water. “hhh, oh man, this is the best thing in a long time”….

While it was freezing cold outside, he enjoyed the hot bath. He thought about the past. The catastrophe and what had happened long before. “Should I tell her? It's not something that's completely out of the ordinary… I'd just like to get rid of everything and draw a line under it. So that I can let go, mentally… I'm ready for that…”.

A little later. While Reginald was still in the bath, Gage came past the bathroom and pushed his things through a narrow gap in the door for him. After a long bath, Reginald put the clothes on and then looked at himself in the mirror. “Maybe a tad too small, but it works… Thanks. Hmm… I look terrible.”

After he had finished his stay in the bathroom, he went back to the others. “Hey, that looks good. Do you feel better now?"/ ”A lot better, but… when I looked in the mirror, it almost hit me. I think… My hair needs to be cut…"/ ‘I can do that if you like,’ Twyla said with a smile.

Reginald smiled a little sheepishly. “You can do that?"/ ”Sure, or would you rather go to the hairdresser? It's just hard to find one here right now…”. He had to laugh a little. He knew, of course, that he had no other choice. “hnhn, that's all right. You're welcome to lend a hand… A-at my hair I mean“/”hn, okay. Today or can we postpone it until tomorrow?"/ ‘It can wait ...’/ ”I think so too. You must be hungry, right?"/ ‘hmm, a little bit’/ ‘then I'll make you something’.

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@greenplumbboblover ☺

[alyeecoffee]

Guys, I'm so sorry for the late post 😭 the drawing took me soooooo long 😖 why can't I draw more faster hhh

Also, it's the field trip AU I'm working on btw

[lilysnzfet]

Snippet from an original m/m fic I'm currently writing

Plot : Hugo & Alexander were childhood best friends. At the end of teenage years their relation was more confused and when Hugo leaves NY to make his studies on the West Coast, they didn't talk/seen to each other in four years. They met again in the French Alps and the feEliNgs & of course sneezing is +++

in short : a sneezy m/m story based on "childhood best friends to ennemies to lovers" 🫣

Hugo snz basically bc of everything, stifling a lot if he can / Alexander have the kink

My characters are 21+. Minors DNI. Reblog on snz fet blogs only please.

Sorry for the mistakes English is not my mothertongue

“I d-uh-uhUUUSH’gnnnnsh’mm !” sneezed surprised Hugo in his sleeve.

“Hmm-when I think of all the times we crossed paths and you literally moved across sidewalks like I was the plague.” Alexander grumbled, unable to believe Hugo's attitude. Was he blaming everything on him ?

“You waited the last moment to show me your feelings towards me. I had to go. You could have done things differently“ Hugo tried to say more calmly, but his voice was shaking because of his need to sneeze.

“You could have done things differently too“ replied Alexander, trying to calming himself too, as he hard troubles to focus driving at this point. Now it wasn’t the time.

“Yes, I knuh…Uh…Hhh-hhh-hhh-hhhHHHK-shiiiiew ! Ugh, s-shit” Hugo mumbled, sniffing softly, as he didn’t succeed in stifling this one properly.

"Ugh...T-there's tissue in the backseat." eventually said Alexander in a tense tone.

“Huh...Huh...Ishhgnnishhhhm’ !” sneezed again Hugo as it was the only answer he could give to this point.

“Ugh” Alexander said half-heartedly, his fingers tightening around the steering wheel.

Hugo pinched his nose slightly and sneezed one last time, stifling it hard.

“Gnissh-SHUh”

Well, almost succeed stifling it, almost as he had to let go. He shivered slightly and turned to grab the box of tissues. But his nose wasn't done apparently and he sneezed tree times very quickly, covering himself with his hands, dropping the box at his feet in the process.

“Kkkkshhhh’shuh-Issgnsssht-t’Sssshhhuh !”

"S-shut up" said Alexander, fighting a terrible feeling he hadn't felt since a long time.

Hugo bent down to pick up the box of tissues. He took one out and sneezed one last time, a big high pitched and kinda dramatic sneeze into it "IIiii-kssshUH!"

"Ugh, shut up" mocked Alexander in a weird tone, as if he didn't really mean it.

Hugo rolled his eyes. He gently blew his nose and looked out the window. For long minutes there was nothing but silence. And the icy landscape in which the car was sliding. Hugo started to sniffle. It was very discreet yet Alexander couldn't help but hear it. The cold had had an effect on his sensitive nose and Hugo hated the idea of showing that the harsh climate had an effect on him whoever he was. Yet the irrepressible urge to sneeze took precedence over the rest so he sneezed, stifling these three little sneezes you could hear still.

"Huh-gnshhh' ! Hhh-kshxx ! K'ssshuh !"

Alexander didn't say a word, trying to clear the mess of his thoughts. Yet he ran a hand over the buttons near the radio, pressing everywhere. Hugo didn't say anything - the sneezing was embarrassing enough to him but he rather didn't say anything than excusing himself - and he didn't understand what Alexander was doing before seeing him gently slide his fingers over a button. A musty smell and burnt dust could be felt before a slight warmth began to take over the car. Even if Alexander was hitting his nerves, this gesture was attentive and Hugo felt like he had to thank him but the smell of dust tickled his nostrils even more so I pinched his nose very hard. But breathing through his mouth was far from pleasant and as soon as he slightly released his nostrils the urge to sneeze took over.

"Gni-shhhhih ! Kkkksssshuh ! Huh-gnnnxxshhuh !"

Gosh that was hard to do. But at least the tickle seemed to be off for a while now.

“Getting cold huh ?” Alexander asked, half teasing, half concerned.

[waterfallofspace]

could u do prompts 42, 50, 58, 64 for kiribaku? tysm

Hi~ Yes I can, I'm so sorry it took so long!!

I love them so much, they're such cuties in the show, but it's my first time attempting them so I hope it's alright~!

All characters are 18+ (picture early 20’s) Pro Hero AU. 

2.1k words, prompts 42, 50, 58, and 64, story under cut!

42. “Baby, you’re all sniffly.”  50. “You sneezed ten times today.” “Thanks for counting.” 58. “Was it worth being out in the snow/rain like that?” 64. Mission in the rain.

(References to swearing, coughing, and mild violent intention [nothing actually happens], in case anyone doesn't like those!)

~~~~~ “Another?”

Kirishima pauses his stride, eyes turning back to witness a cold in all its miserable glory. Standing behind him with one hand pressed to his face, the other forming a fist at his side, Bakugou just gasps. A palm scrubs at his nose as he attempts to shoot daggers at Kirishima, failing gloriously as his nose takes control. 

“hH’RRSSHhh’aa-! hH’yiEZShh’aa-!” 

“Bless you. A double that time!”

“Shut your face before I shut it for you.”

“I told you we should’ve stay-”

“Don’t you dare finish thhhaaa… that sentence.” 

“I could have called in Kaminari, or Sero, or anyone who isn’t dying from a cold- one that’s definitely gonna turn into pneumonia if we stay in this weather.” 

Under any other circumstance that kind of comment would have Kirishima dodging a blast aimed near his gut. Today though, the mixture of the rain soaking through Bakugou’s already shivering form and the head cold he refuses to admit results in another glare, and a few curses under his breath. Kirishimi offers a shrug in return, starting to walk backwards with striking precision. 

Trailing behind, Bakugou’s eyes start to gloss over, his rhythm falling out of balance as he raises a hand to knuckle his nose. The action was apparently a mistake, breath catching at the touch and fist opening to catch his nose as he ducks to the side. A breath hisses out from Kirishima’s teeth in response, hand instinctively clutching Bakugou’s shoulder to study him. Much to his surprise, the grip isn’t avoided, instead the hand not otherwise occupied reaches up to clasp his fingers. 

“hH’RRUSHH’aa-! ah’KECHhh’aa-! 

“Bless you. Another double! Adding that to the tally, you’ve sneezed ten times today.”

“Thanks for counting, hedgehog hair.”

“Hey- just because you’re sick doesn’t mean you get to make fun of me!” 

“I’m not sihh… fucking- eh’yieEZSSHhh’aa-!”

“Eleven. Bless you.”

Their conversation quickly gets cut off as Bakugou curls into himself with a cough rattling from his chest. It’s entirely too harsh, his footing getting tripped up as he manages to lean against a wall to keep upright. Kirishima finds himself frozen, wanting to reach out, but unsure if the uninitiated contact would make it worse. ‘He can be clingy when he wants affection, but only if he initiates it.’ The choice is made for him when Bakugou’s hand finds its way to his arm.

It’s a small movement, the coughing never ceasing and no gaze being cast his way. Still, Kirishima understands it for what it is. An invitation. Reaching down he lightly brushes the soaked hair from Bakogou’s face, rubbing circles on his back as he hums soothing nothings. He’s not sure what words are being said, if any at all. Bakugou can’t tell either, but they both know whatever they are, they won’t stop.

Finally the rasping seems to be coming to an end, shaky inhales bringing air back into Bakugou’s lungs. Kirishima responds in kind by letting out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding, meeting Bakugou’s watery gaze. It’s broken when Kirishima raises a hand to ruffle the blonde hair, getting a low growl in response, laced with a whimper they both choose to ignore as they start to continue the patrol.

“That was intense, are you alright?”

“Fine-”

“Yikes… That sounded rough. Sore throat?”

“No. hhH- heH’ZESHh’aa-! Ow… Fine. But it’s nothing I can’t handle, so quit looking at me like that!” 

“L- like what? Bless you by the way.”

“Like I’m some kicked puppy you found on the street.” 

A blush starts to spread over Kirishima, mercifully hidden by the red tint the freezing rain had already carved on his cheeks. One that matches the hue around Bakugou’s nose as he scrubs at it again. Sniffling harshly, a light cough spills out from his lungs. This time, much to their shared relief, the irritation passes swiftly. ‘We’re almost back on our street. Technically we finish patrol once we make it to the agency, but considering-’

“hh’RRUSHH’aa-!”

“Bless you.”

‘-I think they’ll let it slide. Besides, Bakugou is one of the best workers there, second only to Midoriya. He has sick days piled up. They’ll probably be relieved he finally took one.’ Satisfied with his conclusion, Kirishima slowly begins switching direction, starting the path home instead of towards the agency. One glance back at Bakugou confirms he isn’t coherent enough to tell. His hands are still pressed to his face, shivers running through his body despite the obvious attempts to suppress them. 

“huhh… haH’DYIEZShh’aa-!”

“Bless you.” 

“Shut up.” 

The statement would be harsher if the sniffle that follows didn’t sound so pathetic. Searching his pockets, Kirishima manages to find a few loose tissues that aren’t soaked by the rain. Balling them up, he places them in Bakugou’s hand with a smile that shines through to his eyes. It’s not returned, but the look of desperate thanks that Bakugou gives him is close enough. 

A few more blocks pass before Bakugou finally catches on, shooting Kirishima a deep glare as a growl scrapes out. Kirishima pretends not to notice, humming lightly as he continues on their journey, only turning towards Bakugou when he begins to speak, breath catching sharply before he can get the sentence out.

“Are we heH-” 

“We’re going home. Bless you!”

“heDT’RSHH’aa-! ERRUSHhh’aa-!”

“Bless.” 

“You said that already dumbass.”

“Well, you sneezed twice, so you needed another blessing.”

“We’re not going home. I don’t need your fucking pity-”

“Wow, way to assume it’s all about you! Really is ‘the Bakugou show’ in that head of yours, isn’t it? For your information, I’m actually really cold, and I want to change out of these wet clothes.” 

It’s a lie, and he knows it. More than that, he knows Bakugou knows it too. Despite that, there’s a mutual understanding not to acknowledge this. Instead, much to their shared surprise, Bakugou lets his fists open, rubbing his arms as another chill shakes his core. When he finally speaks, his voice is softer, a tone normally reserved for when they’re at home. 

“Okay. But only because I don’t want you to get sick too.”

“Too, you say?”

“Shut up before I make you!”

“Jeez, sorry, sorry. Don’t explode at me.”

“You’re not as funny as you think you are.”

“The grin you’re hiding says I am!” 

Bakugou’s eyebrows knit together, the glare being undercut by a sharp smile creeping along the corners of his mouth. Letting a chuckle ripple through the air, Kirishima leans in and plants a kiss on his forehead. A wince follows as the heat clings to his lips despite the intense cold surrounding them. With the confirmation of a fever, Kirishima finds himself rushing more than before, practically dragging Bakugou along behind him. 

“en’DTSHhh’aa-! heh- hh’erRSHHH’aa-!”

“More blessings.”

“Shut it.”

Ignoring the sharp tone, Kirishima pulls open the lobby door, lightly kicking Bakugou inside. He receives a grunt in response as Bakugou scans the room, a habit he’s formed since becoming a pro. The temperature change is noticeable, and Kirishima doesn’t miss Bakugou doubling over once more, pinching his nose shut as his scan revealed other people waiting for the elevator. 

“heh’TNZTT’ehh-! Oh fuck… hahH-! hH’DZZJT’uhh-!”

“Bless you. Over here.”

“Wha- hh’DNGT’ehh-!”

“Bless again. Stairs. Do- do you think you can…”

“Yes I can climb the fucking stairs.”

“Just checking~!” 

A rush pulses through Kirishima’s chest as Bakugou attempts to shed the water from his hair, resulting in shaking his head in a way that Kirishima can’t help but adore. ‘He’s like a dog… but… a really cute one! A puppy- yeah… I can never let him know I thought that. He’d blow me sky high.’ But before he has a chance to dwell on all the ways Bakugou might explode him, (it can get creative at times) his arm stretches, being dragged towards the stairs. 

They only make it up two flights before Bakugou begins to pant. An alarming sound as it mixes with the slight catch in his breath that he can’t seem to shake. Kirishima reaches a hand to his back, unsure what he exactly plans to do, but wanting to offer some comfort. Through the laboured inhales, Bakugou shoots him a cocky smile, Kirishima responding by rolling his eyes. 

Soon they reach their floor (six) Bakugou pushing through the door and finding himself leaning against the wall. He has to fight the urge to sink right to the floor, another cough breaking through the huffing breaths. Kirishima tilts his head, worry melting into playfulness as he watches the scene unfold.

“Was it worth being out in the rain like that?” 

“I don- eH’KNRshh’aa-!”

“Bless you!”

“Shut up.” 

“We’re almost there. D- do you need me to-”

“hah’RRZZSHH’aa!”

“Bless you again. Here, lean against me.”

Bakugou grunts in response, aiming a glare at the wall as he follows the instructions, shifting his weight into Kirishima’s waiting arms. A small sigh escapes at the touch, his head starting to drift down to his chest as his eyes flutter shut.

“Come on, you gotta stay awake. We’re almost home. Strong as I am, I’m not eager to actually carry you."

“Shht up ya ‘xtra.” 

The shivers start to pass through them both as the warm air from their apartment seems to sting through the damp mess of fabric clinging to their skin. Leaning Bakugou against the wall, Kirishima runs into the bedroom to grab a towel and a pair of sweats. Heading back he notices the way Bakugou stands straighter when he enters the room.

“Take these and get in the shower. Don’t do your usually burning hot one either, just warm. That’ll remove some of the cold from your skin, and maybe from your chest too-”

“I’m not sick.”

“I think we’re well past denial.”

Growling lightly, Bakugou nods, a small amount of relief flooding his eyes as he presses the towel to his face briefly to muffle a new round of coughs. As it finishes, he heads off towards the bathroom, Kirishima letting relief fill his own chest as the shower turns on. Turning around he grabs the kettle, starting to look through the cupboards for the tea. ‘The kitchen is his domain, I don’t usually get to look in here. Where would he put- oh! Found it.’

He places the kettle on the stove and the tea bags on the counter, pausing for a moment as a chill runs down his back. ‘Oh right. I should probably change too. Don’t want to be miserable the rest of the day, he’s got enough of that for both of us.’ The shower’s not running but the door is still closed, so Kirishima finds himself changing in the bedroom. Once he returns to the kitchen he finds Bakugou leaning against the fridge.

“You look better.”

“Snff- I said I snfff- was fine, didn’t I?”

“Baby, you’re all sniffly. That’s not exactly ‘fine’.” 

A blush spreads rapidly across his cheeks at the nickname, Kirishima unable to prevent the laughter that bubbles up through his chest. Bakugou glares, but the deep red tint dampens its effectiveness a little. ‘I bet that’s something only I know. Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight is actually a softie when it comes to cuddly things, as long as we’re alone.’ 

“What are you staring at?”

“Oh nothing. Just your pink little nose.”

“Eh?! Oh you- hehH-!”

“Bless you.”

“I ha- hahh… haven’t… keh’DNZTT’uhhh-!”

“Don’t stifle them.”

“M- make… mahhh… make me- heH’KNT’ehh-!” 

Bakugou seems to realize the mistake just a moment too late. Desperation floods his face as his nose twitches violently, hand raising to knuckle it. It’s to no avail, his eyes starting to water over with the ferocity of the tickle. A triple pours out, piling over each other in a breathless cascade.

“huHhh-! hH’RRRSHH-YIEZSHH’aa-! hH’RRUHZSHH’aa-!”

“This time I am saying I told you so.” 

“------...”

“What? Didn’t quite catch that.” 

Gaze never leaves the floor as Bakugou begins to repeat the words, his cheeks darkening at an almost alarming rate. The tone is soft, gentle, and would almost be called a whine if it came from anyone else. 

“You didn’t bless me…” 

Kirishima wouldn’t be able to hold off the laughter if he wanted to. Which, he doesn’t. Bakugou growls under his breath, eyes lifting from the floor to point a glare at the convulsing man barely able to keep upright with laughter. Silencing the glare with a kiss, Kirishima lets their foreheads rest together for a moment, murmuring his answer. 

“Bless you, Katsuki.”

The sigh that follows is full of unguarded relief, Bakugou letting his head dip down into Kirishima’s chest, purring as his hair gets a gentle stroking. The kettle soon sounds, Bakugou reaching and clicking off the heat without moving his head from its position. Kirishima’s arms remain protectively draped across his back, one hand in his hair tracing circles.

One of the most explosive heroes letting a gentle touch envelope him. One of the toughest heroes bathing in the softness of the response. But that’s not what they are, not now. Right here they’re just two people sharing a moment of pure love.

[jade-of-mourning]

hiiii lychee :))

as you can see I have too much free time on my hands. but I have a decent amount to say today, so prepare yourself

I’m gonna try and keep this organized and maybe short so 1: do you have any more thoughts on the avatar mako au to share because it’s been rolling around in my brain a lot and I want to know what you have to say about it bcs the way your brain works is so. hajdhskapxn/pos

2: mako learning to draw by engraving his parents’ faces in the dirt of an alleyway over and over and over for years even as he starts to forget their faces. mako who wishes he could’ve afforded paper and charcoal at eight to put down something permanent, something accurate. mako getting their family photo from yin and giving her the scarf, redrawing the picture on the nicest paper he can find to give to her as well. artist mako,, save me artist mako,,,

3: more fem mako thoughts but makorrasami love triangle/eventual polycule(?) except they’re all girls. I just feel like the pining after your team captain who you now do know is gay except it’s because she’s dating a rich girl who’s also very hot is just a whole lot more fun than what they had going on in canon because. girls but sports au. sooo in love w that. also I don’t think makorra would get together in b1 like canon did for a couple reasons. for one, the girl trauma in addition to general trauma of being a homeless orphan. touch and gestures of affection from a person she doesn’t know well yet would probably be a no-no, and korra seems like a very touchy person, just in the natural way that her space is yours and your space is hers. also her energy? like obviously mako would come around but korra in b1 is so much more excited about the world than mako and I think that would kind of, like, intimidate her. (<-also reasons makorra could’ve worked later on but not when they happened) but as the series progresses, korra mellows and mako gets used to her. it works.

but then how does masami happen so early? because asami is the moon to korra’s sun. she’s calm and a careful thinker and after korra’s exuberance breaks down mako’s walls a little bit, asami would be able to slip in being everything mako imagines herself wanting. also more than financially stable. so masami becomes a thing, and korra is jealous, but she’s not sure of who which I personally think is so funny

but yeah that’s basically it. I always love how you take my silly little commentary and give actual thoughtful replies, it makes my day 😭

with love

🐌

snailon! good to see you here haha i totally didn't die for like two weeks what fjsgjhjkgfhs (i'm so sorry i took so long that you thought you imagined this ask hhh)

okay i actually have not thought about it for a hot minute but get this… i get like 40 hours a week back because no more percussion! so i have so much time!!! dude i'm going to rewatch lok AGAIN and then brainrot some more. avatar mako's love hate relationship with the entire fucking world is the only thing about it in my head. i'm sorry i don't have a lot to say about this au right now :(( it'll happen,,, one day,,,,

oh! (sobbing!) personally i am a fan of aspiring writer mako but also artist mako is extremely valid and i love the hc's you've built around it :)

girl for girl for girl makorrasami is really the best version of it tbh! love all your thoughts and actually that's a hilarious angle of korra getting the Sapphic Confirmation but it's not a good thing bc the love interest is actually dating a girl who is NOT korra except oh shit this girl is also super hot and attractive. what the fuck is this. korra my favorite girl in the world ever you're allowed to like all the girls in the world if you want and no one has the right to fault you for it.

anyway thank YOU for always sharing your thoughts with me!! i love to hear it and i'm sorry there was such a delay bhjfjgfh i'll get to your other ask soon promise. my commentary is a little bit dead today but i wanted to get this out instead of leaving it rotting in my inbox forever because i promise i have been turning it over in my head for a minute now :P have a good day snailon!