#i *ahem* got a little carried away but yeah

[idkfitememate]

Since people really like Otter!Creator, here’s a Furina ver! ☆૮꒰ˊᗜˋ* ꒱ა

(Boar!Creator Pt. 3 is in the works!)

Furina noticed Neuvillette carrying around a little buddy and got curious of them.

Almost immediately gets why he got so attached.

I mean, look at your little face!! Your little eyes!!! YOUR LITTLE PAW PADS!1!11!!!1!!111!1!

Yeah she commanded Neuvillette to hand you over for a now mandatory play date- *AHEM* tea party.

You now have a little top hat and bow to match her! And she lets you ride on her top hat!! And she even lets you play with her little buddies! (Does anyone know what her summons are called? I feel like their named but I haven’t heard any ૮꒰˶  - ˕ -꒱ა)

You now have your own melusine army. If you are ever, and I mean EVER out of sight for Furina or Neuvillette, mandatory melusine army.

You have your own little seat next to Furina’s in the opera house, and it is stuffed with the fluffiest pillows known to Fontaine.

You eat only the best! And because Furina has spent so long performing (my poor baby ૮꒰ ˶Ó ˕ Ò˶ ꒱ა) that she vaguely feels that something is up with you, and that you aren’t just some super cool otter with an innate ability to understand human speech.

Eh who cares it’s tea party time!~

You hold her close are she cries on her throne. She’s shocked at your lack of dissolving into the waves like her… no like Focalors people. She holds you close as you chitter away into her hair, lovingly licking her tears away. You preform tricks in the water in order to calm her, doing loop-de-loops and summersaults, making bubbles and moving her hair about her. She’s so glad you’re here with her. ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

[elusive-writer]

𝘈𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴

(GN! Reader)

I got this idea very randomly so I thought why the hell not ����

Word count : 671

✩ 𝘑𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘫𝘰 ✩

Yeah no, you’re gonna have a hell of time tryna convince this man to let you paint his nails.

Be prepared to beg and bargain cause that is the only way you even have a CHANCE of changing his mind.

When he begrudgingly agrees to letting you paint his nails, (after you agree to buy his cigarettes for the remainder of the trip) he only lets you paint them black.

Maybe with a small star on the middle finger if you’re lucky 😌

(he won’t admit it, but he likes the way you hold his hands as you work 🤭)

Once you’re finished, he’ll glance at your handiwork before muttering an “it’s alright…”

actually really likes it

Will absolutely chip the nail polish on purpose so you’ll re-paint his nails.

And will absolutely deny it if you call him out on it.

✩ 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘬𝘪 𝘒𝘢𝘬𝘺𝘰𝘪𝘯 ✩

Will probably be a little hesitant at first.

But after some minor convincing he just says fuck it.

And of course, a nice cherry red is the obvious choice to go.

After you’re finished tho he is LIVING for it.

He swears it’s given him like a power boost or something.

He feels fucking POWERFUL.

Insists that you let him paint yours now.

(he’s an artist so it’s obvi gonna be amazing)

Once he’s finished, you best believe he’s gonna want to show off to all the other crusaders.

and also convince them to paint their nails as well dkdkdjdjdk

Y’all would have a lot of fun with this.

✩ 𝘑𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘗𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘗𝘰𝘭𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘧 ✩

It’s you that’s asking, of course he’d let you paint his nails!

“For you mon amour, anything 😉”

He would let you do ANYTHING to him.

ahem ahem anything

ANYWAY

Would probably ask for silver because ya know… silver chariot.

But I could see him being convinced into doing a pale blue.

Or whatever your favourite colour is.

(is he easy, or can he just not decide? I honestly don’t know)

Another one that feels on top of the world once you’re finished.

Will also insist on letting him paint your nails.

The result is…. most definitely something.

you don’t say anything to spare his feelings

Will gate keep you from the others.

Can’t have HIS nail tech getting stolen 😤

✩ 𝘔𝘶𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘈𝘷𝘥𝘰𝘭 ✩

He’s a little taken aback by your request.

But you’ve proven yourself a reliable companion throughout this journey so he trusts you.

Could def see him going with a fiery orange.

Or a nice gold that compliments his jewellery.

BUT OH MY GOSH IMAGINE HIM WITH WHITE NAIL POLISH?!?

sorry, getting carried away

Finds the overall experience to be extremely relaxing.

Between the feeling of your hands and the way you subconsciously hum as you paint almost has him falling asleep.

Is honestly a little sad when it’s over.

Likes the look of the polish more than he expected.

Will be a little shy to ask for you to do this in the future but if you offer, he will happily oblige.

✩ 𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘩 𝘑𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 ✩

Oh my god don’t even get me started.

He is ASTRONOMICALLY down for this idea.

Bitch, he’s probably the one who suggested it when he saw you painting yours.

queue tequila joseph

You better believe he’s going for a bright ass pink.

His confidence to through the fucking roof and life is too short. Bring that pink polish NEOWWW.

Is one of those ppl that cannot sit still for the life of him.

You have to constantly tell him to sit the fuck down so that you’re not painting the entirety of his hand.

Once you’re finished he’s like a peacock.

🦚🦚

Constantly bragging, showing off… THE WORKS MAN.

might even bust out the old dress if he’s feeling especially bold dkdkdjd

Is absolutely gonna ask you to do this again in the future.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Vaggie: “Charlie? Can I have a pick-me-up?”

Charlie: “!! YES!!! OF COURSE ALWAYS!!!”

Charlie: “Uh- where to start, um- Oh oh oh! You have the most AMAZING laugh whenever you to relax enough for it and your voice is INCREDIBLE really easy to get lost listening to- You take skirt wearing to whole other level, you snore SO cutely in your sleep, and even if it’s a little concerning how fast you are with that spear, it’s also really kinda h-”

Vaggie: “I meant literally, babe. Like, thanks for making me blush, but…”

Charlie: “Ohhhh you want UPPIES?”

Vaggie: “Girlfriend-based personal vertical augmentation- yeah. I’d, I’d like uppies. Please.”

Charlie: “One vertical upgrade via your girlfriend coming right UP!” (giggles) (picks up) “Heheh, how’s this?”

Vaggie: (is up picked) “Perfect, sweetie. Now carry me over to Alastor?”

Alastor: “?”

Charlie: “Okay?” (starts walking) “…why…?”

Vaggie: “I wanna punch him in his stupid smiling extremely punchable face.”

Alator: “Oh I AM flattered!”

Vaggie: “Great he’s given implied consent to a beating, let’s go.”

Charlie: “Okay.” (turning around) “We’re not doing that.”

Vaggie: “We don’t have to. I’ll do the punching, all you have to do is go over there and hold me at eye level.”  

Charlie: "Vaggie-"

Alastor: “Get on a level with ME? Rather impossible for you, I’m afraid. You simply lack my, dare I say DEPTH of vision, ha ha! DO take care you don’t suffer from altitude sickness in the attempt through, hmm?”

Vaggie: “Two seconds of being held up to his face, Charlie, that’s all I’m asking.”

Charlie: “Vaggie, that’s still assault on my part. That’s assault with a deadly weapon, even!”

Vaggie: “I’m not armed?”

Charlie: “Are you breathing?”

Vaggie: “Uhh, yeah..?”

Charlie: “If you’re breathing then you’re a threat.”

Vaggie: (grinning) “Aww, Charlie.”

Charlie: “ESPECIALLY to guys like Alastor. No offence, Alastor.”

Alastor: “Compliment accepted!”

Vaggie: (beaming) (didn’t hear him) “You’re just saying that.”

Alastor: (annoyed dial tune) “Ahem. Well, I just said-”

Charlie: “I’m saying it because it’s true, and my ex still instinctively flinches at any HINT of a red hair bow at around chest height.” (switches to cuddling vaggie) “So let’s go be a threat over here instead, okay? Out of Alastor punching range.”

Vaggie: “Still within spear throw.”

Alastor: “Ahh yes, your darling divine toothpick. How quaint!”

Charlie: “Would you really wanna get his blood all over your spear?”

Vaggie: (HEAVY SIGH) “Nnnnno… I guess not.”

Alastor: (honestly insulted) “Rude.”

Charlie: “Didn’t thinks so!” (muttering) “The way you fawn over the stupid thing when it get’s so much as a stupid little smudge from me poking it in it’s stupid perfectly polished face…”

Vaggie: “What?”

Alastor: (evil static) “SHE said-”

Charlie: “Nothing! Petty revenge always ends up biting you in the ass! Anyway.” (grins brightly) “We’ve got better things to do than punch people in the face!”

Vaggie: “Good point.” (touches charlie’s jaw thoughtfully) “...this angle is pretty useful for more than just punching.”

Alastor: “AhaHA! And there is my cue to get off the air!”

Charlie: “Yeah…?”

Vaggie: “Yeah..”

Alastor: “Indeed!”

Charlie: “Like for tongue wrestling~?”

Vaggie: “….”

Alastor: “….”

Alastor: “Oh dear~!

Vaggie: “….”

Vaggie: “What.”

Charlie: “Well if it’s combat you’re after- we COULD have a battle for dominance. Y’know. With our mouths.”

Charlie: (wink)

Vaggie: “….never mind. You can put me down now.”

Alastor: “Oooh~”

Charlie: “!! NO NO WAIT I TAKE IT BACK-”

Vaggie: “Charlie. It’s seared into my brain.”

Alastor: (grinning) “Dreadful! Truly dreadful!”

Charlie: “NOOOO NO NO UN-SEAR IT! UN-SEAR IT FROM THE BRAIN!!!!”

Vaggie: “I don’t feel up for punching anyone either anymore, so don’t worry.”

Charlie: “Would, would punching put you back in the mood!? Vaggie please wait hold on just one sec-”

Charlie: “ALASTOR! CAN YOU COME OVER- NOOO DON’T WALK AWAY, I NEED-”

Charlie: VAGGIE!!! Wait!! I’m sorry! Please wait up! Please I’m sorry I just got SO in the mood and kinda COMPLETELY lost my mind with your talking all low right next to me like that, like when we-”

Alastor: (distantly) “Dear ones~ I am not yet out of hearing range~”

Vaggie: “Good. Suffer.”

Charlie: “I’m suffering IM SUFFERNG! PLEASE!!!” (trailing after girlfriend) “Vaggiiiiieeeee..! S-smooches????”

Vaggie: “Sweetie, I can’t even look at you right now.”

Charlie: “We could do the smooches without looking!!!”

Vaggie: “Even worse. Every time I close my eye I see your tongue suited up in armor, waving around a sword.”

Charlie: (horrified) “No! NO!!! IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE A METAPHOR!”

Vaggie: “Metaphorically speaking, I’ve been scarred.”

Charlie: “Th- then let me kiss it better!”

Vaggie: “Not how it works, babe.”

Charlie: “ARGH!”

Angel Dust: “Hey’a tootes! Guess who’s back from LONG and HARD day of… the fuck is wrong with her?”

Vaggie: “She’s fine.”

Charlie: (clutching vaggie’s arm) (wailing) “FANFIC RUIN LIVES!!!!!”

Angel Dust: “Ain’t that the truth. Porn tip- NEVER try adapting a smut fic for the screen. Choreography’s a nightmare…”

Vaggie: “Wow thanks for the amazing advice that we definitely needed.”

Angel Dust: “Ya welcome.”

Charlie: “We might still need it! Right Vaggie!? We might still be doing stuff like that in future-”

Vaggie: “What we could really use right now is a few drinks. Angel, I’ll spot yours if you can convince Husk to open early.”

Charlie: (slumping over bar) “I hate my life.”

Angel Dust: “That’s cute, Charlie-horse.” (lean down to whisper at vaggie) “Ya sure she hasn’t already had any...?”

Vaggie: “I’m sure-”

Charlie: “-the whole PROBLEM is me NOT GETTING ANY!”

Vaggie: “Annnd now everyone knows it, perfect.”

Angel Dust: “Oh now this is JUICY!”

Charlie: “What everyone? I only told Angel…?”

Vaggie: “Angel can’t keep anything to himself, including himself.”

Angel Dust: “Spittin’ nothin’ but truths tonight, huh Maximum Vaggige? Cherri will love this- I’m gonna need ALL deets! Wait right here and I’ll get Husker fluff to loosen those gossipy tongues right up!!”

Vaggie: “Great. More tongue stuff.”

Charlie: “UGH.”

Vaggie: “….”

Charlie: “…”

Vaggie: “Charlie.”

Charlie: “Meh?”

Vaggie: “I swear, if I could kiss you right now without physically cringing, I would.”

Charlie: “...Vaggie.”

Vaggie: “Yeah?”

Charlie: “What if we’re never able to kiss again?”

Vaggie: “…”

Charlie: “…Vaggie this is the part where you say don’t be silly and reassure me.”

Vaggie: “I know.”

Charlie: “Tell me I’m being silly, Vaggie.”

Vaggie: “Charlie, I… I will always love you, no matter what.”

Charlie: “That’s-”(sitting bolt upright) “THAT’S NOT REASSURING!”

Vaggie: (slumping next to her at the bar) “Where the FUCK is Husk and those drinks.”

[iamamythologicalcreature]

2024 Round-Up and Review

2024, aka The Year I Discovered I Love Drawing Baz With Long Hair.

But also.

Honestly?

(Yeah, I'm going to be honest. Yeah, it's going to be a long post. Buuuut it's my blog, so here we go!)

This past year was rough. Really rough. In many ways as difficult as 2020, and in some ways, even harder than that. I lost my specialized medical care after 2023, and my health tanked in 2024. Medication changes, chronic illness/pain, and the hardest thing of all was... this idea I seemed to have that if I could just fake it enough, I could make it. Like I could deny my disability into non-existence. Pretend it away.

Instead, I ended up pushing myself past the breaking point, with the worst possible timing ever.

And THEN (when I desperately needed to stop and rest), I packed up my life and moved across a continent. (I hadn't moved since college. So I thought I'd move and it'd be done. That was wrong. Ahem. I'm still moving in...)

But the GOOD that happened last year came in the form of friendship. That's not just a line. My friends were my lifeline. To those friends who stuck it out with me even when things were far from easy, thank you. You are the most incredible people I know, and your friendship has given me reasons and opportunities to feel joy and hope where I might not otherwise have done.

Okay. So. The ROUND-UP is... *drum roll*... Under the cut!

At first I was a bit bummed to see I'd only finished 9 pieces of art during the entire year. But since I am being honest... I know I did my best, and so clearly the best I could do last year was nine pieces of art. So many of those pieces were attached to amazing projects, though! I got to do several collaborations with some truly amazing human beings, and I also got to run my very first fest for the fandom! So I'm calling it good.

Now, finally, the art links:

(I won't be including works in progress on this list, as I still hope to finish them at some point XD)

January: Oh my God, January. I didn't finish anything in January, but I worked on a lot.

February:

Tis better to give than to receive - This was my contribution to Erotic Grope Fest, and it was my first time doing anything NSFW. It's pretty tame, all things considered, but I think it still fit the mission. Also ended up posting a high-res version of this on AO3. Because. I mean. Come on. XD

March:

Three lost boys (found) - I started out as a beta reader for @mooncello's inspired take on Neverland, but by the time I received chapter 2 I was very nearly begging to be able to illustrate it. I'd had this particular image in my mind after reading the matching scene in chapter one, but had tried to suppress the inspiration. Silly me. I'm so glad I gave in. This is a favorite of mine.

April:

Keeping Neverland - (Technically posted on Tumblr in May, but on AO3 in April, so...) Illustrating @mooncello's writing again, and this one was a challenge! But one I wholeheartedly embraced. I wanted to echo Baz's journey as an artist with my illustrations, so where I used pencil sketching for the chapter one illustration, I went for a finished charcoal drawing, here. Digital charcoal, it turns out, can be just as difficult as the real deal. Slightly less messy, though. (I'm very proud of this finished piece.) Also where I continued my exploration of Baz's long hair. XD

May:

A rough sketch for a rough night - It feels a little off to be posting this sketch in my art round-up, considering the emotional inspiration, but truth be told I ended up liking this sketch quite a lot. I also learned a couple things, from both the events of that night (not my finest moment) and the drawing of the sketch (hey putting my feelings into art is a good idea). So I think ultimately this little sketch deserves to be included on this list.

June:

Teenage Dream - I posted this on Tumblr in June, for my birthday, but I actually did the art at the beginning of the year for the Valentine's Day exchange on the Carry On server. I rarely finish anything to this degree, and am immensely proud of it. That said, I ended up using it for so many things last year, I'd be okay to not look at it again for awhile. (I called it "Teenage Dream" because it made me think of a daydream Baz might have had as a teenager - now made real with Simon by his side. Cause I'm a sucker for their romance >.> )

Illustration from The Eternal Life of Baz Pitch - So I'm not sure how I got lucky enough to earn a special preview of @monbons's story, but I knew I couldn't read it in pieces. So she let me read the whole thing. It was very cool. I read it all at once I think? And when I was done I crashed Monica's DMs to yell at her about it. But then I drew this picture. (While I was chatting with her, even, and casually asking her about cherry blossoms so I could draw them the way she imagined them. It was very fun.) Now we're friends. XD (Check out the fic - now posted in entirety!)

July: Uh. Migraines. Just migraines. I had to pull back from the fandom a lot, and stopped participating in a lot of online activities. Boo.

August: Sketched concepts for CORB, and packed.

September: I moved over 4000 miles.

October: Everything I worked on in October ended up debuting in...

November:

Carry On Through the Ages! Okay, as stressed and sick as I was, I have no regrets about taking on COTTA. It was AMAZING. So much wonderful content! It was SO GOOD to contribute to the fandom, and to do that with history geeking? Dream come true. I also dipped into my previous area of expertise (picture manipulation) and did some cursed paintings to promote it. Mona Baz, Stormchaser Gothic, Mademoiselle Wellbelove, and Iconic Icon Simon.

A Prophesied Rivalry - Another dream come true was collaborating with @monbons for COTTA! I loved talking ideas with her, and she was so supportive when I hit road blocks, too. I love Ancient Egyptian art, and this was as much a love letter to that ancient art style as it was to my beloved Snowbaz. (I did a ridiculous amount of research to do this piece.) (And now I have Egyptian Baz and Simon in my new apartment. Extreme Bonus.)

Snow on Ice Illustration - Getting paired with @leithillustration for CORB was like winning the creative collaboration lottery. Not only did they grasp my concept from the get-go, but they've taken it in a creative and exciting direction. Also, we've become good friends, which is the very best possible outcome for a collaboration. (You should check out their story if you haven't already!)

(Snow-kitty also got very sick at the end of November, which halted a lot of my progress on some WIPs. It was scary for a bit, but I am so happy to say he has fully recovered.)

December:

Snowflake Exchange presents More Than a Footnote - I kind of love that I started the year illustrating one of @mooncello's stories, and ended it with an illustration from another! I was so excited to pull Heath's name from the proverbial hat for the exchange. I'd wanted to draw something from More Than a Footnote since the first time Heath told me about it. I completely love Dev and Niall at this point, so I hope to play with them some more in the future! (BTW Heath I think you're one of my muses hope that's okay XD)

SO. Yeah, the year was often a hard one, but a lot of good happened in spite of all the bad. The good was even more valuable for daring to happen in the midst of so much blah. (And boy howdy, did I get a lot of material to learn from.)

In 2025, I think I'm going to focus more on accepting my limits. Like, I can still work on improving my health and functionality, but I really need to try and determine when I need to stop. That has its own learning curve, but I have to start somewhere! I'm also working on vision therapy, which I'm doing on my own since I can't afford the out-of-pocket expense. Still... So far, so good. Fingers crossed!

Creatively, I think 2025 will be the year where I get to work on projects I started in 2023 and 2024, and I find that quite exciting because those are ideas I genuinely loved. I also hope to bring some other ideas I've had for a very long time to life. (Finally.) I hope, hope, hope! And hey, if I get to do more collabs? That would be awesome, too. (Carry On Through the Ages will be returning, as well!)

Thank you to these lovely people for tagging me in on this round-up, and for remembering me despite my frequent absence!

@emeryhall, @rimeswithpurple, @prettygoododds, @artsyunderstudy, @noblecorgi, @alexalexinii, @best--dress, @j-nipper-95, @roomwithanopenfire, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @imagineacoolusername, @mooncello, @whatevertheweather, @thewholelemon, @youarenevertooold, @monbons

And to everyone who is still tagging me on wipsday posts, other things, commented, any of that! Thank you. It means a lot to me. Hello's and How-Do's and general well-wishes to:

@drowninginships, @aristocratic-otter, @that-disabled-princess, @leithillustration, @bookish-bogwitch, @theimpossibledemon, @fiend-for-culture, @bazzybelle, @ic3-que3n, @blackberrysummerblog, @run-for-chamo-miles, @shrekgogurt, @confused-bi-queer, @hushed-chorus, @cutestkilla, @skeedelvee, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @wellbelesbian, @facewithoutheart, @ileadacharmedlife,, @raenestee, @supercutedinosaurs, @fatalfangirl, @palimpsessed, @martsonmars, @brilla-brilla-estrellita, @theearlgreymage

And anyone else who actually read my extremely long post. XD

[beaddie]

AMARANTHINE - Dr. STONE

sum☆: "ᵉˡᵉᵍᵃⁿᵗ! "𝙰𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙴 (adj.) undying, immortal, eternally beautifulIn which Stanley Snyder, Xeno Houston Wingfield, and (Y/N) Ambrose were trapped in an unexpected stone world that had been petrified 3,700 years before. However, they were 'infiltrated' by some foreign brats all of a sudden.Of course, they don't give up without a fight, do they?

warnings:. all characters are 18+!!! violence. language. FICTION!! don't like it? scroll away!! first ever post on this app. english is not my first language, so ugh.(Dr. Stone x Reader)(Dr. STONE : New America City Arc) MANGA SPOILER

(CHAPTER 3) Z=151: Dr. X

The crew had salvaged the downed airplane, finding a treasure trove of corn kernels – a lucky find that could save them years of cultivation. Senku, ever the scientist, announced his plan to track down the enemy, while Gen wondered who would be sent on the mission.

"A whole cornfield would be a lucky find that'd save us a year of cultivation and propagation!" Senku said to his companions. "Don't forget why we came all this way – the corn."

"Ahem... I meant... who will be doing... the pursuing?" Gen asked.

tadah-!

"Me, the explorer! Gen, the mentalist! And Kohaku, the gori – er, the bodyguard with hyper vision! The ultimate trio tracking someone down!" Chrome exclaimed, pointing at himself, Gen, and Kohaku.

"Plus the enemy might notice a larger group," Kohaku added.

"Bad way to go, Gen!" Chrome complimented the mentalist.

The Stone World pair were excited at the prospect of exploring foreign lands. As the trio began their journey to track down the enemies, Gen suddenly realized something was amiss.

"Wait, something's off," he said. "They're luring us in. The enemies know exactly... what they're doing."

"How infuriating," Gen muttered. "They dare challenge a mentalist of my caliber?"

He recalled his recent loss in a poker game, a frustrating experience that had left him determined to improve.

"Two losses in a row? No thank you," Gen said. "Because I..."

"... have to do some growing of my own," he finished confidently. "Chrome, Kohaku, hang back and allow me to take the lead. I'll be sure to mark the path forward with flowers."

As Chrome and Kohaku followed Gen's instructions, he ventured off on a different path, leaving behind a trail of flowers to guide his return.

"<Hello, is anyone there?>" Gen called out warily.

"<YIIKES!>" he exclaimed as two unknown figures revealed themselves. A man pointed a machine gun at Gen, while a woman stood behind him, a combat knife pressed to his neck.

"<Whoa! Who are you guys? I totally didn't realize anyone was up there!>" Gen exclaimed.

"<How terrifying! Please don't point a gun and a knife at me!>"

The man began to pat Gen down, while the woman continued to hold him at knifepoint.

"<Patting me down? I swear I'm not carrying any weapons!>" Gen said truthfully.

The woman behind him, her breath a sigh of annoyance, pressed the knife a little closer to Gen's neck. Her movements were deliberate, each shift of the blade sending a shiver down his spine. He inhaled sharply, a reflex triggered by the sudden proximity of the cold steel.

"<How annoying,>" she muttered, her voice dripping with disdain. "<This one is sure loud. Anyways, any weapons, Stan?>" Her eyes darted to the man beside Gen, her gaze searching for any sign of a weapon.

"<Yeah, no weapons. But... you've got other stuff up your sleeves, who are you?>"

As the man questioned Gen, the woman released him from her grasp. Gen finally got a good look at the second enemy, and he couldn't help but be impressed by her beauty.

When the man saw Gen staring at his partner in awe, he repeated his question.

"<Well?>"

"<Tadah!>" Gen replied, performing a magic trick and making flowers appear in his hands.

"<A magician?." the woman asked, her voice surprisingly gentle.

"<That's riiiight!>" Gen confirmed.

"<I could tell from patting you down. You've got strong hands and not much else, at the very least, you're not a warrior,>" the man said.

"<Unlike... those skilled samurai friends of yours.>"

"<The first to strike wins, y'know? I was hoping that we crush you all... but now I've got a whole heap of questions,>" the man said as he started to walk away with the woman. 

"<Bet you've got some too. So, how about you come and meet our leader?>"

As they venture through the forest, Gen was taken to the American Fortress, where he was amazed to find a cornfield and landing strip. A moment later, he and the unknown man and woman arrived at their territory.

"<Get ready to celebrate the new world's first-ever visitor,>" the woman said to the new unknown man.

'He's just like dear Senku. No, this one's an adult. An eal-ray professional scientist!' Gen thought.

As Gen was lost in thought, the man who had brought him to their territory suddenly put Gen's hands and feet into a bucket of water with wires in it.

"<A pleasure, I'm sure! I suppose it's time for introductions,>" said the unknown scientist. "<The man over there, who for some reason has a bizarre habit of sucking toxic fumes into his lungs...>"

"<Gimme a break, I'm just having a smoke,>" replied the man.

"<Is Stanley Snyder, he's ex-military, well, still a military but now in my employ,>" the scientist continued. "<And that beautiful and elegant woman beside him is->"

As the scientist, a man with a meticulously styled pompadour introoduces , Gen's gaze drifted towards (Y/n). She sensed his eyes on her and, without looking up, glanced discreetly into her pocket mirror. With a practiced hand, she reapplied a touch of lipstick, then closed the compact with a satisfying click. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she turned to meet Gen's gaze. 

"<What?>" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of challenge.

"<- darling (Y/n) Ambrose, an ex-model. I suppose she's a soldier now but in my employ.>" He snatched and kissed (Y/n)'s hand, and she chuckled.

"Oh Xeno, you flatter me," she replied.

"It is simply the fact, dear," Xeno said.

"<And I'm Dr. Xeno. So, who might you be? And where have you come from?>" Xeno asked Gen, his face suddenly turning terrifying as he tightened his push on Gen's neck with his wrist.

Gen replied, "<I go by Gen Asagiri, erm, that is to say that's my name... I used to be something of a magician back in Japan...>"

'Not exactly a lie, but I'd better not mention the mentalist angle,' Gen thought.

"<Japan?! Did you hear that, Stan, (Y/n)? How wonderful! His group braved the Stone World and traveled so very far, like an eastern-bearing Columbus!>" Xeno exclaimed excitedly.

As Xeno was talking to his friends, Gen noticed a monitor behind him.

'Breathing. Sweating. EKG reading. Wait... could this be... a polygraph test?!'

'Oh, how dare you challenge a mentalist like me?~' Gen thought confidently.

"<Oh dear~, it's nothing but hellish labor in the kingdom of science,>" Gen said in pretend. "<Our science leader is the worst of all – a real taskmaster. That's why I fled, if you must know...>"

Xeno glanced at the monitor to see if Gen was lying, but...

"<Amazingly, he seems unrattled. His answers flow without a hint of hesitation, it's almost elegant,>" Xeno mused.

"<Is he telling the truth?>" Stan asked.

(Y/n) added, "<Is that good news then?>"

"<Not quite,>" Xeno replied. "<Either he's honest to a fault or the world's greatest liar. It's not a problem, though, because I love both types!>"

'I'm going to infiltrate this place, dear Senku... until it's ours for the taking. Including the resource we need... for massive amounts of revival fluid, those cornfields will be ours!' Gen thought.

"<So you're saying... all we gotta do is snuff out this science-pro leader of yours?>" Stan asked, taking a puff of his smoke.

"<What is this scientist's name?>" Xeno asked Gen, his voice filled with intimidation.

As Gen panicked at the question, he blurted out a name...

"<The genius scientist's name is Dr. Taiju!>"

Conveniently, Taiju was on the Perseus sneezing.

[ladamedusoif]

Long Distance - Marcus Pike x F!Reader

Pairing: Marcus Pike x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit; 18+ MDNI

Word count: ~2000 

Warnings: SMUT; Established relationship; Reader lives in Europe; No physical description of Reader; Older!Marcus; Marcus with a PhD; FaceTime sex; masturbation (F and M); oral sex (F receiving); unprotected but safe PiV sex; dirty talk; come (cum) play

Summary: Happily settled with you on the other side of the Atlantic and now working primarily in consultancy, Dr Marcus Pike sometimes finds himself travelling back to the US for work. But there’s always video calling, right?

A/N: I got...carried away. Ahem. I'm not really using taglists any more so follow my writing blog @ladameecrit and turn on notifications. Thank you @agentjackdaniels for previewing this smutty little story.

You never really sleep easy when he’s not here. Strange, after all those years on your own, comfortably splayed out across your large mattress. A year of sharing a bed with Marcus, though, and you feel unsettled without him.

The display on your sunrise alarm clock reads 1.30am when your phone lights up with a message.

You still awake? x

Your fingertips tap out a swift response.

Very much so. x

You settle yourself and your phone as the call comes through. A moment of connection, and there he is: Marcus. Your Marcus, looking so very distinguished with his wavy, silver-streaked hair, warm eyes, and mischievous, boyish smile. He breaks into a wide grin as you appear on the screen.

“There you are, baby.”

"Here I am, love. How are you doing?” You cast a glimpse over the schlubby old FBI t-shirt he sometimes wears lounging around the house. “Are you in bed already?”

Marcus groans and rolls his eyes. “Yup, pretty much. I’m so tired, the clients all want to start at the crack of dawn. Why are they all so obsessed with breakfast meetings here?”

You chuckle. “Sweet man, you’ve become Europeanised.”

"I mean, you do have the better coffee.” He props himself up, resting his chin on his hand. “I miss you so fucking much. It’s only been three days and I’m going crazy.”

"I miss you, too. But what is it - tonight, and then two more nights? And then you’re all mine again.”

Marcus’s chocolate-brown eyes soften as he smiles softly, taking you in. “God, I can’t wait. Fuck, you look so good. Is that the, uh… that nightdress?”

You preen a little for the camera, innocently moving your body ever so slightly. You’re confident that he’s now got an even clearer picture of your tits, nestled in the burgundy lace of your - and his - favourite strappy chemise. 

“This old thing?”

He shakes his head and bites his lower lip, grinning. “You are a tease. You know exactly what you’re doing.”

"And what am I doing, Dr Pike? Use all that agent training, tell me. Decipher me.”

He licks his lips. “You’re showing off your beautiful tits, knowing perfectly well I can’t stand not being able to touch them right now.”

You keep eye contact but trail a finger along the soft line of your cleavage, slipping it under the lace to flick gently over your nipple. All the way across the Atlantic, Marcus groans on his DC hotel room bed.

"Oh, I see. You liked that, hmmm?”

He nods. “You know I liked it, baby. Fuck, you are gorgeous, you know? Just…perfect.”

You notice his right arm moving a little, working at something off-screen. 

“Are you hard, darling? Are you touching your cock?”

"Mmmm. Yeah, just - just through my shorts.” His gaze flits from your tits to your eyes and back, his breath a little laboured. “You turn me on so much, feel like I’m going crazy.”

“Will you jerk off for me, Marcus? Let me see how hard I make you. Please.” With a flutter of your eyelids you slip down the spaghetti straps of your chemise to reveal your breasts, nipples hard and soft flesh spilling over the lace cups.

"Fuck. Oh, fuck. Yes. Hold on -“ He reaches for his phone and angles it just so, so you can see him tugging down the dark grey sweat shorts and his hard, thick cock springing free against his tummy. He wraps his right hand around it, gently pulling back the foreskin to reveal the head already weeping with pre-come. 

Now it’s your turn to whine as your pussy clenches around nothing, reacting to the sight of his cock ready and waiting and so far away. Marcus grins as he continues to stroke himself.

"Think you need to play with your pussy, too.”

You nod and slip a hand between your legs, gathering some of your growing wetness and displaying it to him on your fingers. “See how much I miss you, love?”

He speeds up a little, fucking into his fist and never taking his eyes off you. “Fuck, I wish my mouth was on that pretty little cunt of yours. Wish I was eating you out right now, baby.”

"And I wish I had your gorgeous, hard cock in my mouth, darling.” You start to rub harder, insistent circles over your swollen clit and moan as you listen to the sound of your boyfriend jerking off. 

He moans and closes his eyes. “Talk to me. Tell me, what would you do?” 

“I’d use my tongue - lick the shaft, first, the way you like it.” The sound of your wetness is lewd and arousing. “Then - oh, fuck - take you into my mouth, suck the head, stroke you with my hand…”

Marcus pauses to spit into his hand, a poor substitute for the lubrication offered by your slick. “Keep going. Keep fucking going, love.”

“Fuck, I wish I had that gorgeous cock inside me.” You slip a finger inside your pussy and whine at the sensation as you press on the sensitive spot he knows exactly how to work. “M’finger is nothing, need you.”

Marcus pants as he continues to stroke his cock, and pulls up his t-shirt to expose his belly. He’s getting close. “Wish I was fucking you, too. Feeling - oh, fuck - all of you on my cock, pulling out and…” He screws up his face and groans and your cunt aches for him. “Fuck, I want to come on your tits.”

Your free hand finds your breast as you continue to rut against your hand, fingers pinching the nipple and massaging the flesh. It’s your Marcus. He deserves a show, and you’re only too happy to deliver. He grunts and groans, never taking his eyes off you. 

“I’m really close, Marcus.” Your hips buck upward as you near your peak. “I’m gonna come for you - fuck, gonna -“

He strokes himself furiously, desperately, as he watches you reach orgasm - and talks you through it.

"Jesus, look at you. Coming on your own hand - oh, fuck - getting yourself off for me. Good girl. Good - fuck, gonna come - fucking good girl.”

He comes hard, angling his cock so that the white, viscous come hits his bare tummy. Your cunt still aches for him. 

“I wish I was there to clean you up, Marcus.”

He chuckles and lies back on the pillows, curls damp with sweat and a huge smile on his face. He grabs his phone so you can see him. “Right back at you. Bet you’re so wet now, huh?”

“Soaked.”

“Fuck. Hope you’re ready for when I come home, baby.”

In the early morning, your sleeping form rests peacefully in your large bed, an arm cuddling a pillow to your torso for comfort. When you’d set your alarm the night before, you reminded yourself that you just had two more nights before he was home again. 

Two more nights. Two more sleeps. And then: him. Him. Only him. 

A shifting weight on the mattress stirs you, still halfway between waking and slumber. In the hazy half-light, you turn your head and find a beautiful, familiar sight. 

“Hi, baby.”

“M-Marcus? What are you - did I get my dates wrong? I thought you were back tomorrow…”

“I was supposed to be,” he says softly, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “and I took an earlier flight because I just missed you so much. Hey - is that my shirt?”

You nod, turning your body wholly towards him and nuzzling against him. “It is. Your Georgetown T-shirt, I just - it feels like you.” He pulls you close and kisses the top of your head. “Marcus - what about the work?”

He hums happily. “The clients were happy, and there isn’t much more to do that I can’t do from here.” 

He moves his lips to your neck, softly nipping and licking the delicate skin as his big hands work their way under the T-shirt and up to your breasts. 

“I have been thinking about this the whole way home.”

You giggle. “Oh really? And you were able to keep yourself under control?”

Marcus kisses you on the mouth as he nods, fingers kneading your tits. “My self-discipline was tested, I admit, but oh, fuck, baby…”

Your hands are on his crotch, feeling the growing hardness under the grey sweatpants he likes to wear on long-distance flights. You lean into his ear as you tug down the sweats and his boxers, taking his cock in your hand. 

“Why don’t you see if I’m still wet from the other night?”

With a groan, Marcus slips his hand between your legs and finds the wetness already pooling at your core. “Pretty fucking wet, baby.” He sucks his fingers clean of your slick before shucking off his sweatshirt and tee.

“Good.” You sit up and quickly straddle him, his thighs between yours as you peel off the old T-shirt so you’re completely bare for him. “I’m going to make you feel so good, darling man.”

You gather some of your own slick across your palm and fingers before taking his cock in your hand, stroking the velvet skin of the shaft and gently bringing your palm over the head in a fluid motion that you know drives him wild. Marcus watches your hands as you pleasure him, little animalistic noises issuing forth from his beautiful mouth as he grows ever harder under your practiced touch. 

“Do you want me?”

He nods furiously and you lift yourself up to shift forward, notching the head of his cock at your entrance. 

“Tell me, Marcus.”

"Need you so fucking bad, baby. Please.”

You take him inside you in one stroke, your wetness easing his thick cock into the tightness of your pussy. Marcus cries out as you begin to ride him, hands pressed into his broad chest. 

“Better than the phone sex, huh?”

“Oh, fuck yeah,” you hiss, hips rolling in a well-established rhythm as you fuck him. “Liked watching you jerk off to me, though.”

"Me too, baby.” Marcus grips your hips and grins as he admires you: your body, your curves, the way you’re letting yourself go as you ride his cock. You bite your lip and roll back your head, lost in the sensation of how your man stretches and fills you so perfectly.

When you slip a finger against your clit, he practically growls, meeting your rhythm as he starts to fuck up into you.

“‘M not gonna last, baby,” he pants, fingers pressing into the flesh of your hips and ass. 

“You want to come on my tits, like you said?”

His desperate nod is your cue to lift yourself off his cock, glistening with your slick and his pre-come, and shuffle down the bed a little. You press your breasts together as Marcus wraps his broad hand around his cock and pumps it quickly. 

“Fuck, your tits are pretty. So fucking soft and perfect and -“

He stutters and cries out as he comes, his release hitting your breasts and gathering on the hard peaks of your nipples. 

You gather some of it up on your finger and suck it clean. 

“Jesus, baby. That’s so fucking hot.” 

You release your finger with a pop. “Thank you, love. Can you get me a cloth?”

He wanders off and returns with a washcloth, gently cleaning your body and his cock before returning it to the bathroom. By the time he gets back, you’re tucked under the covers again. He grins as he joins you, pulling your naked body to his. 

“Missed you.” You wind an errant, silver-streaked curl around your finger. “It feels like there’s something missing when you’re not here.”

Marcus kisses your forehead and you nuzzle up against his chest. “Don’t I know it? I felt exactly the same in DC, wondering where you were. Missed going to sleep beside you, waking up with you.”

You chuckle against the warm, sweat-damp skin of his chest, pressing your lips to the freckles dusted across his golden body. “And fucking me.”

He laughs, and the sound makes your heart soar. “That, too. But trust me - I’ll make it up to you.”

"Oh you will, huh?”

His coffee-brown eyes are as sincere and honest as ever. “Always and forever. Even with jet lag.”

dividers by @cafekitsune

[gallaghersgal]

Hi there! How are we doing on this fine sunday? I spent the day at the beach and of course, that gave me some ideas so ahem ahem ✨beach day with carmy bear✨

First let’s talk about the most obvious thing ever but…this man looks HAWT okay?!!? He already does on a daily basis, doing the most regular things ever but at the beach????? 74 dead, 192 injured.

anyway yeah he looks really good but also:

You manage to whisk him away for a few days, just the two of you to relax and you rent a small house by the beach. Your goal is basically to get him to slow down a bit, catch up on some sleep and have fun, you know?That in itself is tough because he!!cannot!!relax!!!!!!!!! But he’s also very very in love so he agrees for a weekend away.

He carries all the bags because he was raised a gentleman and there’s no way you lift one pretty finger of yours k?

You insist on putting sunscreen on his back and face and okay maybe it’s just an excuse to give him a nice massage and maybe he knows that but plays along too

But he’s just as protective, always making sure you’re hydrated and you’re wearing your hat if you’re seating in the sun.

i might be almost 21 but playing in the waves!!!!!! and making sand castles!!!!! at first he might think it’s a little silly but not in a mean way, just the kind of thing he doesn’t think of to have fun because he just doesn’t have fun yk? but he helps you and realizes it is actually fun. it definitely turns into a competition btw and you end up both winning and eating ice cream as a reward.

Playing cards too!! i feel like he knows one or two great cars games that he’d teach you, something he got from Mickey or Cousin maybe?

also napping on the beach. he lays his head on your belly while you read and you’re playing with his hair and the weather is nice and it’s actually pretty good to feel the sun on his skin and—when you notice he’s sleeping, you don’t move, just let him take whatever he needs.

you 100% make sure to take a billion pictures of him, of the two of you (you send one of him sleeping to nat <3) and he tries to take aesthetic pictures of you, he snaps a few more just to keep for himself.

a lot of talking too!!! he’s been working a lot, you too, life got in the way so you take the time to catch up—you tell him about the new show you want to start with him, he tells you about a flea market he’d like to check out. It feels nice to catch up and somehow it reassures him? Like his anxiety gets too much and he’s scared you might be unhappy but then you talk and you tell him you love him and you want to do things with him and his chest feels less heavy.

who says day at the beach, says watching the sunset together. of course it’s beautiful but carmy keeps looking at you and the way the light seems to hit your features so perfectly well because he’s a sap.

You get a little cold and he’s instantly handing you his sweater. And I just know his heart melts when you nuzzle closer to him <3

I love to think he’d stay up at night to listen to the ocean. He can’t sleep because his mind is too loud so he goes on the little patio and listens to the sounds of the waves on the shore. Maybe you join him, rest your head on his shoulder and enjoy the moment with him. he hasn’t felt this happy in a long time.

-🧸

hey so something you don't know about me is that i love the beach more than literally any other place on earth!!!!! i went to the OBX a lot as a kid and it shaped me into the woman i am today!!!!! i love the beach!!!!!!!!!!!! i even had a finnpoe beach au that was like. god. it was at minimum 10k words and it wasn't even complete yet. i would just work on it when at the beach house my father took me to cause there was no wifi there- but enough ab me!!!!!

i agree that baby boy canNOT relax, poor thing. but you could talk him into it saying he can try all kinds of new restaurants and get some ideas for a seafood course for the bear menu <33 and ughhh i just. staying in a cutie little beach house with him!!! i used to go to the beach every year and when i got old enough to really appreciate the whole day, my fav thing became evening walks and i know those would sooth his soul sooo much

"there’s no way you lift one pretty finger of yours k?" i will sob??? i will actually cry and scream and roll around on the floor???? god i just. carmen carrying your bags upstairs to the house while you take stock of all the general beach things available in the shed underneath. yall know how beach houses are on stilts? yeah like that. and placing your shampoo and body wash and things in the outdoor shower so it can be used first thing, because once everything is unloaded all you wanna do is walk down to the ocean and once you're there, well, who isn't gonna jump in!

massaging the sunscreen into his back, the way he would sigh a little, and you can press soft kisses to his cheek as you do so. ugh i looveeeee him!!!! he would be so so protective, making sure there's plenty of snacks, and if you're hungry he'll walk the beach with you until you find a little sandwich shop or taco place for whatever you wanna eat. he's confused at first why you're making a sand castle, preferring to sit and read his book, but suddenly he's finished with a chapter and spending time with his girl seems so much more fun, so before he knows it he's packing wet sand into the mould sitting across from you, sandy shins and messy hair, but he's all smiley too

the poor thing would get so exhausted from playing in the waves, probably bc he's not used to it. swimming in the ocean really takes it out of you!! so when you're laid out under the umbrella reading he grumbles like "babe, lemme... c'mere," and tugs you just a little closer to rest his head on your tummy :((( playing with his curls while they dry from the salt water, forming them into perfect little spirals, putting a little braid here and there

just talking to each other and catching up in such a relaxed setting is so sweet im gonna sob. maybe y'all snagged a beachfront place so you can watch the sun set over the water ((i have never seen this... #eastcoast)) while you're sitting on the rlly comfy deck chairs, he's got a beer and you've got a little cocktail he made you, and you're playing cards and chatting about what's been going on lately. just sitting out there together listening to the waves, wrapped up in his sweater from his culinary school i- i genuinely cannot. i love him and i love the beach. I LOVE HIM AND I LOVE THE BEACH!!!!!!!

tldr; me and 🧸 love the beach and carmy so much

[niamiya]

Would you mind if I sketch you?

High school AU!!

Synopsis: You would usually hang out in the science lab's storage room to get away from everyone until one day Albedo decided to walk in on you.

A/N: Albedo brainrot, tbh I miss him. hoyo pls I need to see him in an event again </333. anyways I might consider writing a part 2 for this, and as alwaysss enjoy reading and sorry for any grammar mistakes-

School had never been your strongest suit. Yeah, you can manage not to fail any classes and be decent, at least, but there wasn't a particular subject you were master at, or that was what you think.

You had recently picked up a new hobby of sketching, something to get your mind off of when school starts getting too much for you. Sometimes, the teacher would call you out for sketching on the blank spaces on your test papers.

Today was one of those days where you just wanted to be away from everyone, being the loner you are and having no interest in interacting with any of your classmates. You head to your usual secret place, which is the schools science lab's storage room. It was dusty and looked like no one had touched this room for so long, which is good for you cause now you needn't worry so much about people barging in.

You brought your sketchbook and sat down on the ground near the tiny window so that you have a little bit of light to see you pulled out your sketchbook and started to sketch out what was in your brain, slowly enough without realizing, you begin to doze off a bit.

By the time you woke up, it was almost evening, so the sun was setting golden light shining from the window, which shuned the figure in front of you.

"Wait, what?"

Having just woken up your mind was a bit hazy until you gained a bit of consciousness.. who and why is there a man sitting across you? What is he doing? You had so many questions as you were surprised to see this man.

You cleared your throat, letting out a small "ahem," to which he caught it, finally looking up at you from his what seemed to be a notebook?

"Oh, sorry, I saw you sleeping and thought that it'd be weird to just leave you here in case you overslept till noon, I was actually planning to wake you up immediately, but I saw how in deep sleep you were" he spoke, brushing his ash blonde hair while looking back at his notebook.

"I thought no one goes inside this room... how'd you find me?" Questioning him while rubbing your eyes, looking around the still dusty room filled with science equipment.

He chuckled softly before speaking up, "Actually, there were comments from students outside that they were hearing strange noises coming from here, so I decided to just check it out."

You must've gotten carried away while you were alone in this room, which now got you feeling embarrassed. "You.. won't tell anyone that I was here now, right?" Sweating nervously, not wanting your spot to be exposed, it'd be a hassle to find a new hiding spot.

"Sure, I'll just tell them it was a rat or something," he grinned before closing his notebook and dusting everything off which you took notice, was he sketching in his notebook just now? does he also like to draw?

"Is that a your drawing?" You raised up the confidence to ask, to which he replied. "Indeed it is supposedly I was writing my thesis earlier before i came here but decided to sketch something whilst waiting for you to wake from your slumber"

"Is that so? I also happen to be sketching just earlier, that is, before I doze off-" chuckling softly and grabbing your sketchbook from the floor, he was watching you pick it up and smiled.

You looked up at him to see his face, the light brushing his face. "What were you sketching?" You suddenly shot up the question which he seemed a bit flustered to reply.

"I'd rather not say..." he said while looking away from you and gripping his notebook "aww not even a glimpse? I won't judge, I swear," playfully trying to see what he just sketched, you were curious.

He quickly cleared his throat and changed topics. "It's getting late now. We should head back home before the school gates close, I'll walk you home"

You felt a bit disappointed but respected his decision, and it really was getting late so you stood up and brushed off the dust from your uniform and placed all your stuff inside your bag.

Both of you headed out with your stuff as he walked you home. The sun had already set, still before reaching your home, you both had a small chat walking home. You get to learn his name and how he's the leader in the science club.

Once you both reached the destination, which is your home, he handed you a piece of paper from his notebook that was folded, which you took from his hand. "Goodnight [name], I hope to see you again." he smiled before waving goodbye, and quickly enough, he was gone.

Confused, you unfolded the paper, and it revealed a sketch of you when you were in the storage room peacefully asleep. His sketch definitely did capture that, alongside the sketch was a bunch of writing that was probably for his science notes.

You giggled and kept the paper with you ever since, excited to see him again the following day.

[huckleberrykai]

hueningkai ~ can't keep my hands to myself

pairing: kai x fem!reader summary: your first time with your sweet boyfriend who can't help but think about your pretty hands genre: soft smut + fluff ! warnings: 18+ only!!, fem-bodied reader, pet names (lots of princess i'm sorry i'm weak), lowkey perv kai, cumming in his pants lol, body worship kinda, fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected (don't do this lol !), creampie, lots of boob lovin' notes: this is my first attempt at writing smut i still dk if im gonna post it but if ur seeing this heyyyy i did it, i got a bit carried away but damn i want him so bad (update: i'm posting it it's been sat here for like a month lolz) word count: 2.6k (oops) click here for my masterlist!

dating kai was just about the best experience you'd ever had.

sure you were still in the early stages of your relationship - the honeymoon phase as some would put it - but the two of you just clicked so well. he was funny, sweet, tall, and absolutely the most gorgeous man you could have fallen for.

he thought the same about you too. he couldn't believe he found someone so close to perfect as you. he knew nobody was truly perfect, and you had to have flaws, but it was three months down the line and he still couldn't pick out anything that truly bothered him.

your voice soothed him, your words calmed him, your smile made his heart light up like you were his personal sunshine, and your hands... well he had a lot of thoughts about your hands.

it's no secret kai is a touchy person. even before you started dating he'd always be holding your hands or asking you to massage him or run your pretty fingers through his hair. you'd always be happy to oblige, touching him made you just as happy as it did him ~ but over time kai's thoughts began to wander.

he wondered what your hands would look like caressing your beautiful body, or how your nose would scrunch up as your fingers wandered down to play with yourself in the dead hours of the night. he wondered what marks your perfect manicure would make on his back after a night of ravaging you until your legs didn't work. his favourite thought was what you'd look like on your knees in front of him, pretty little hands pumping his thick cock until he'd cum on your tongue ~ all needy for him and his load <3

the amount of time he spent jerking off to the thought of you was far more than he'd like to admit. sometimes he'd even scroll down your instagram to find his favourite pictures to look at while thinking about his naughty fantasies. in a few of them, you'd be wearing a shirt that was a little more low cut than you usually wore, or maybe it would be the ones with you in your favourite miniskirt, your pretty thighs all on display for him. god, he wished he could be buried between them. his face, his fingers, his cock ~ he'd give you whatever you asked for.

the furthest you'd ever gone was grinding on his lap while you made out. he was addicted to the taste of your tongue, and when you started pushing down on his already embarrassingly hard erection... well... the poor boy just couldn't help it.

"ah-"

before he knew it he'd made a mess of himself, and you'd barely even done anything. "are you okay?" you asked, worry crossing your features as you looked at him completely oblivious. he looked panicked, not to mention bright red.

"y- ahem- yes... i uh- i should go actually, i think i have a meeting i forgot about! yeah! it's um... super important! but i'll call you okay? love you! bye!"

he definitely left you confused when he ran out of your apartment, but you didn't question it. either he just got too excited and panicked, or he really did have a meeting to attend. either way, you didn't mind, but he really left you high and dry ~ unbeknownst to you he was running home to clean up the mess you'd made of him, and in thinking about it he made an even bigger mess in the shower >.<

although, the next time you were in such a situation, you weren't letting him go so easy ~

"Y/N..." he whimpered as you kissed his neck, careful not to make too many marks - as much as you wanted to, he did have a strict job after all.

you started slowly grinding down on him as you sat on his lap on the couch, careful not to push him too far too soon. "hueningie," you whispered into his neck, lips not quite leaving his skin. you felt the movement in his throat when he gulped, hands squeezing your hips.

"do-," you cleared your throat, feeling nervous, "do you want to go further baby?" you asked.

cue windows startup sound

you lifted yourself to meet his eyes, and the look on his face was a sight to behold. his plush lips were swollen and shiny from your messy kisses, and his face, sculpted by the gods, had a pink hue. his big eyes were glazed over, but wide and excited as he nodded, "mm, please," his big hands came up to toy with your bra strap that peeked out of the neckline of your kai's oversized shirt. "want you so bad, please let me make you feel good princess, 'm dying to touch you."

"then touch me ~"

that was all he needed to hear before scooping you up by your ass and carrying you to your bedroom. after he plopped you down in the centre of your bed ungracefully, he ripped his shirt off as if he had 30 minutes left to live. you were living for horny kai though - and he'd be blind if he thought you didn't want him as much as he wanted you.

you took off your own shirt and laid back as he hovered over you, pushing his lips to yours in a messy but magical kiss. he still seemed shy ~ but his instincts and need to fuck you overrode all of that.

"can i touch you here?" he'd whisper as his hands grazed your breasts. lost in his kisses and gentle touches, all you could do was nod. "baby, use your words. i want to know that you want this ~" he'd tease, but still with a serious undertone. "yes, please," you breathed out. "you can touch me wherever you want."

god, he needed to pinch himself.

you sat up a little to unhook your bra, then laid back under him. it didn't even take him a second to reach out and pull your cute lingerie away and his eyes blew wide with lust when your cute hands he spend so long dreaming about landed on your breasts.

kai was a boob man through and through, and the sight of you underneath him in only your favourite miniskirt and panties playing with your pretty tits for him drove him insane. as much as it pained him, he pushed your hands away from your chest and took it upon himself to play with the soft pillows. he hoped you'd let him cum on them someday ~ but for now, he'd settle with covering them with his saliva as he licked and sucked on your sensitive nipples.

"ah, kai..." you moaned out. "fuck, kai, please... touch me."

he pulled his mouth away and looked into your eyes. fuck, he could look at you like this all day. "where beautiful?" he teased. he knew exactly where you wanted him, and god did he want to be there too, but he had all day ~ why not tease you a bit?

"mngh, kai please!" you whined. "just fuck me already... wanted you for so long..." a smirk grew on his face when it dawned on him that maybe you'd been after this for a long time too.

"oh yea?" his hands trailed down your body to your waist, just above your skirt. "do you think about me touching you like this?" he asked. you nodded frantically, clawing at the zip of you skirt to get it off. "no no baby, leave it on. wanna fuck you in your pretty skirt ~"

"o-okay."

he'd made you into a mess already ~ oh how the tables turn.

"do you touch yourself when you think about me?" he asked. he flipped up your skirt slowly and played with the hem of your underwear while you strangled out a reply.

"always." you confessed honestly. "always thinking about your broad shoulders and big fingers, 'm wishing you'd shove them in my cunt."

his breath hitched and his confident persona broke down with each word you said - he thought you were so hot right now.

"good girl."

he leaned forward to kiss the shell of your ear and whisper gently while he circled the pad of his thumb over your clit through your panties, earning him a moan into his shoulder as you bit down on it gently. "i think about you too princess, always thinkin' 'bout your pretty hands, what they'd look like around my cock."

you whined as he pressed harder, "more, more please kai- ah!" the second you asked for more, he moved his fingers from your sticky panties and pushed them to the side, running two fingers up and down your soaked folds. "fuck baby, you're soaked..."

he moved himself back again to get a good look at you and pull your underwear off all the way. a thin string of arousal connected you to your panties as he pulled the fabric away from your pretty cunt. he looked like his birthday had come early with the look on his face. he was enamoured by you, and all the nights he spent with his hands on his dick wondering what you'd look like under your cute exterior could never have prepared him for how inviting your pussy looked.

he was pulled out of his daze with your snarky remark, "staring is rude y'know?"

"sorry princess," he apologised. "your body is beautiful, 'want you to know how much i love you..." he came close again, pressing his lips to yours and slipping his tongue between your lips. "so perfect.. all of you" he muttered into the kiss, making you weak in the knees. "mm, love you too ka- oh fuck!"

he nudged your legs apart with one hand and slipped 2 fingers into your sopping-wet hole, moving to scatter little kisses all over your neck, making sure to leave no spot untouched. "ngh kai, ah fingers... so good... shit," you mumbled out some incoherent praises as he thrusted them into you, compliments going straight to both his ego and his dick. he added another finger, then another until you were almost falling apart in front of him. your moans were like music to his ears, and boy did he love music. the straining of his sweatpants was getting harder to ignore as he continued, and he wanted so badly to nestle his cock in your sweet little pussy instead of his fingers.

so he pulled his fingers out of you, causing a whine of complaint to leave your pretty, swollen lips. "w-wha? why did you stop?" you lolled your head on the pillow, looking away from him in annoyance.

kai didn't answer, too busy licking his fingers clean and then trying to push his sweatpants and boxers off. fuck, he definitely needed to eat you out later. "y' taste so good princess, think you can take my cock?" he asked smugly. you lazily moved your eyes to look at him and take in the sight of his gorgeous cock.

he was big.

you watched as precum dripped down the side and he pumped himself a few times to smear it around.

"fuck... yeah i can take it," you replied unconvincingly. "you sure?" his facade dropped - he really didn't want to hurt you, and wouldn't do anything unless you were 100% sure you wanted it. you reached out to grab his hand and nodded. "please kai... need you inside me."

he squeezed your hand back in response and leaned over you once more, rubbing the tip of his dick against your folds. he pushed the tip in slightly and pressed a kiss to your cheek. "if it hurts, tell me and i'll stop or slow down okay? i don't want to hurt you."

your heart fluttered at his caring words. that familiar butterfly feeling was everywhere; in your tummy, in your heart, and especially in your pussy as kai pushed himself in slowly. he moved in to kiss you and eagerly swallowed every moan you released like it was the only thing keeping him alive. with another whine from the both of you, kai bottomed out and pulled away from your mouth to kiss your chest again. the hand that wasn't holding yours found it's way to your nipple - pressing and rolling the bud as he sucked on the other one. he moaned against your chest as your gummy walls clenched around him at the stimulation.

"please- ah, kai please move."

he didn't need to be told twice. slowly he set a steady pace, working you up as he built up speed.

"ah, Y/N" he whined. his moans and whines where heavenly. "so pretty for me baby, so so good," his thrusts quickened. with how wet and warm you were and your soft tits in his hand, he wasn't gonna last long. sadly, he pulled his hand away from your boob to trail it down to your clit, rubbing quick circles as he fucked you so good ~

"kai! fuck kai.. m' gonna cum- AH fuck right there just, ah!"

he watched you face as you fell apart on him, just as drunk on the smell of sex and overwhelming stimulation as he was.

"that's it princess, cum for me.. shit, m' gonna- fuck, can i.. ah- inside? please?" you nodded hastily with a squeeze of his hand, your orgasm washing over you intensely as he kept thrusting.

he didn't mean to.. manhandle you, but as you were mid-orgasm, he sat back and grabbed the underside of your thighs - lifting your legs and pushing your knees up to your chest so he had the best view of your puffy cunt and cute tits bouncing as he thrusted quicker and harder to chase his release. you whined again - partly at the overstimulation of his cock pumping you full and partly at him moving you and using you however he liked. it was hot. you were a mess, skirt bunched up around your waist, face fucked out and laid bare all for him <3

"that's it, fuck, you're so perfect for me. like your pretty pussy was custom made just for me, huggin' me so well... all mine right? fuck, baby."

a few seconds later you felt him finish inside you, filling you to the brim with his warm seed that he's wanted to cover you in for months. his grip on your thighs loosened, leaving red handprints behind in reminder of his love as you legs flopped back down. he couldn't help but be mesmerised as he watched his cum drip out of your used hole. he'd watch this all day if he could - filling you up over and over again just to watch you drip with his love.

"what'd i tell you about staring, handsome?"

he giggled, plopping down next to you and pulling you into his arms. "you're so beautiful, i love you so much, thank you for sharing that with me," he mumbled into your hair. you later learned that this would be a regular occurrence, hyuka got so clingy and cuddly after sex ~ not that you'd ever complain.

"i love you too kai."

you pressed a kiss into his hair and let him float kisses around your chest softly. he kept one arm around your back and let the other one wander back up to your breasts, massaging the bite marks he'd left behind. "so so perfect, how did i get so lucky?" he looked up at you again, that boyish sparkly glint in his eye that just screamed 'i'm so in love with you'.

"come on, we should shower. we can shower together if you like?" you offered, finally feeling the layer of sweat and saliva on various parts of your body, not to mention the cum drying on your thighs, almost definitely spilling onto your crumpled skirt.

"mmm," he hummed, his face now resting in your boobs, "gimme 5 more minutes, wanna cuddle."

~ and how could you say no?

smut taglist ! : @subbyjvnnie @mazeinthemoon @n0-thisispatrick @banggyu0308 

[rattlyglitch]

Cheering on for the SDC pt 2

(There's one more chapter after this one. Christmas posts will begin around December 10th I'm thinking. Mostly been relaxing and writing on a non Christmas oneshot and the Leona request from the fairy anon from earlier this month or last month. I promise I haven't forgotten you fairy anon)

Silver was enamored by Ortho when he seemed to have heard Grim from across the room. Even when he flew over Silver couldn’t help but be amazed even more and at a loss for words. “Does everybody in this school have super hearing? This lounge's buzzing with people, and we were over ten meters apart.” Ace obviously wasn’t exactly sure how Ortho had heard them either.

“The directional mic my brother installed in me can pick up human whispering fifty meters away,” Ortho replied. Lilia seemed interested in that fact as much as Silver was. “Oho! Impressive. Not even the fae and beastmen have many capable of that.” Ortho seemed proud in Idia as well. “Heh heh! I know, right? My brother's amazing!” Ortho seemed a bit embarrassed at his own rambling.

“...Ahem. Anyway, Idia got permission from the headmage to let me come with him to class. He's not desperately lonely or anything, okay?” Cater apologized once he had heard Ortho out. Yuu was apologetic as well. Silver though couldn’t help but continue to look at Ortho in awe even more so after he had explained how Idia had made as Ace had said a singing voice. “Th-that's really awesome,” Silver said, looking at Ortho amazed still.

Ortho noticed Silver and let out a giggle. “Thanks. I’m glad you agree.” Silver had only just started talking with Ortho when Vil suddenly entered the room. He seemed to have a grand entrance almost and there was something that looked like glitter everywhere.

“I find it difficult to believe that anyone on this campus would be ignorant of who I am, but courtesy dictates an introduction all the same. I am Vil Schoenheit, housewarden of Pomefiore. This year, the headmage has assigned me a duty... To select entrants to compete in the Song & Dance Championship. We will now begin the ensemble auditions.”

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The audition sure was hard. It was kinda scary seeing everyone go in and then come out. Some looked nervous, others proud, and then some looked like they were about to pass out. Silver wasn’t sure what kind of group they looked like after the rehearsal but Deuce ended up carrying Silver out of Pomefiore after he started swaying when they walked out.

Silver himself wasn’t sure if it was because he was tired or because of the audition but he woke up later to Grim and Ace talking while he was leaned against Deuce’s was patting a cold and wet napkin against Silver’s forehead and neck. “Did I fall asleep?”

Deuce let out a noticeably relieved sigh when Silver spoke. “Yeah, you did. We were actually debating whether you needed to go to the infirmary or not.” Silver sat up and leaned against his arms on the table. “It’s fine. I normally do that.”

Ace looked at Silver confused. “You normally pass out?” Silver shook his head no. “I fall asleep not pass out. It happened always since I was little. It’s why I nap with Leona. I don’ know when it’ll happen though, which is why Papa says that I have to be with someone I know when I’m around the school.”

Deuce didn’t seem to have anymore questions. He did hand Silver a chocolate chip cookie though which he took happily. Soon, three days later arrived. Ace had gone to get Silver from Sam’s after school like he had promised if there was any news about the auditions. Silver gave a quick bye to Sam and then headed off with Ace to the Pomefiore. Yuu, Grim, and Deuce were standing in the grass outside the Pomefiore house.

The sound of two more people coming through the mirror was heard and Silver turned to see Jamil and Kalim come through the mirror. Kalim waved to them when he spotted them as well and walked over. “Hey, guys!” Silver grinned and held up his hand to Kalim who high fived it. “What are you guys doin’ here?” Grim asked.

Silver guessed that the others hadn’t expected to see anyone else. “We passed the audition screening. Did you pass as well?” Ace gave a proud grin. “We sure did!” Kalim clapped happily for them. “So you performed well at audition! That’s great!” Grim lowered his head disappointedly.

“They totally left ME out, though! This really yanks my tail…” Kalim patted Grim’s head. “Cheer up, Grim. Want a cracker?” Grim backed away from the cracker. “Urgh, not this again! Somebody tell this guy that crackers aren’t the answer to everything.” Kalim offered a cracker to Silver who gratefully took it. “Thanks Kalim.” Silver ate away at the cracker as they all started walking towards the Pomefiore house.

“You there – the group of six with a cat. Halt!” Silver saw two Pomefior students approach them. One had dark purple hair and the other had light brown hair. Silver waved at them shyly trying to be friendly. “Are you talking to us?” Deuce asked, confused. “I see some of you passed the SDC ensemble audition” the boy with light brown hair spoke. Kalim gave an enthusiastic nod. “Yup! Vil asked to see us. Would you mind taking us to him?”

The purple haired Pomefiore student laughed. “Not so fast. Nobody simply waltzes into our dorm!” Everyone was confused. Silver looked at the boy with light brown hair confused. “But we need to see Vil?” The boy shook his head no.

“The gates of Pomefiore are open only to those who exhibit both beauty and strength!” Silver watched as he threw a glove to the ground. “The gauntlet is thrown. Pick it up!” Silver got into a defensive position hs fist balled ready to hit them if needed. “Wait, I’m confused. Why did he just throw a literal glove at us?” A battle then broke out.

The students started casting spells at the group. Silver went to hit them but was tumbled back by a spell. It didn’t hurt but simply felt like wind had somehow blown him over. He couldn’t see the students anymore; the others were all standing in front of him and battling against the students.

The Silver wasn’t sure how long the battle was but it couldn't have been longer than thirty minutes. The two attackers looked exhausted but uninjured. The boy with light brown hair looked up at the group. “Just remember: this is only the beginning. The road to true beauty is long and fraught with peril... Rgh…” The two students now laid on the ground defeated. Silver looked at the others confused. “Why did they attack us?”

No one seemed to have an answer as to why. “Let’s just get to the ballroom for now.” The group began to start walking again towards Pomefiore. As they entered through another battle waited for them inside. Another thirty minutes later and the opposing Pomefiore students were defeated. It was honestly dramatic how they acted after being defeated. “I'm proud to have fought alongside you to the bitter end. We fall as brothers on this battlefield! ...Grk!”

Ace groaned at their reactions. “Oh, come on! You don't get to act like tragic heroes when you're the ones who started it!” Deuce shook his head confused as much as everyone else. “I'm starting to get the impression that Pomefiore is full of guys who like to spout nonsense. Rook's just one example. Is that the nature of their souls?!” Jamil let out a tired sigh. “I think it's less about souls and more about relative values.”

Silver was getting tired of how odd the people at Night Raven were as well. It wasn’t long that they walked until another group of students appeared to start attacking again. “Let's make a break for the ballroom” Yuu told the others.

They seemed to agree because everyone started to dash off. Silver followed, keeping up with them. As he passed by the students though he gave a very hard punch to one of their legs not stopping for a moment cackling mischievously as he ran with the others.

Deuce was the one who spotted the ballroom door and quickly opened it and hurried inside the others following after. Silver immediately sat down once everyone was inside the ball room and the door was closed huffing exhaustedly. “Why is this happening to us?” Ace asked between pants trying to calm down. “Why, because you've become ensemble members, of course.” Silver looked up and saw the same sparkles from moments earlier and Vil was there standing in front of them.

“I see none of you have dropped out. You pass, for now.” Kalim looked at Vil confused. “Vil, what is going on here?” Vil crossed his arm. “What else? A simple warm-up exercise. You got a full-body workout, did you not? Now we can get rehearsals underway immediately.” Vil’s gaze looked at the others.

“Listen well: we are Night Raven College's selected representatives. We will be aiming for the top spot in the world, on the battlefield that is the Song & Dance Championship. I have no use for performers incapable of overcoming a little adversity. The battle for the figurative crown has already begun. As of this moment, there will be no more fun and games. I'll be whipping you all into presentable shape!”

Silver had hoped Vil would give Kalim a clear answer but instead it was just poetic and sounded like something Sebek would say. “I’m still confused.” There didn’t seem to be anything else that needed to be explained by Vil’s standards. At least Silver thought so since he didn’t receive an answer that would say otherwise. “My my, Roi du Poison. I see you're taking off at full tilt right out of the gate.

You're so bright and dazzling that everyone else is stunned into inaction. Heh heh heh.” Silver saw Rook and Epel both standing next to Vil. “Attention, ensemble members: first, allow me to congratulate you on passing. Bravo! Ace. Deuce. Kalim. Jamil. Epel. And finally, myself and Vil. The seven of us shall be a tribe from this day forth. I look forward to working with you all up through the SDC. Now go on, Monsieur Pommette, a word of introduction, if you would” Epel gave a shy reply as he looked at the others. “Hello. My name is Epel. It's a pleasure to meet you…”

Silver waved to Epel giving him a smile. “Hey, hold up! You left me, Silver, and Yuu outta that whole speech. Why'd you call us over when we already flunked out?” Grim asked, looking at the three angrily. “In my infinite generosity, I shall field that question!” Silver felt himself jump and grab onto Grim who also jumped. The headmage had appeared behind them with a wide smile on his face.

“Headmage! Again with the poppin' outta thin air? You're scarin' the daylights outta me!” Grim yelled glaring at Crowley. Crowley had an apologetic look on his face. “Oh, I beg your pardon. I did not especially mean to conceal my presence, for what it's worth. Ahem. Anyway, allow me to explain why you were summoned here with the ensemble members. Starting this weekend, we will have four weeks until the Song & Dance Championship kicks off. And I would be ever so appreciative if you could share Ramshackle Dorm as the site for their training camp!”

The word training camp seemed to catch everyone off guard. Yuu let out a soft and shocked chuckle. “You want them to stay at Ramshackle Dorm?!” Crowley gave an affirmative nod. “It's a team-building exercise. You come from different dorms, different class years, different birthplaces, different cultures… It is my hope that living together will help you foster a greater sense of camaraderie.”

Silver raised his hand wanting to ask a question. Crowley let out a chuckle before he called on Silver “It is fine young Silver you can say what you wish. You musn’t need to raise your hand to speak.”

Silver looked at Vil. “Why am I here? I don’t stay at Ramshackle.” Rook let out a small laugh and went over to pat Silver’s head. “Here let us talk to the left of the room while the others converse.” Rook led Silver a bit away from the group as they discussed with Vil what would be happening with the training camp. “Why you have an important role as well Monsieur Sleepyhead. You’ll be serving as the cheerleader for Night Raven when they perform.”

Silver couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him. All he could think about was how Sebek cheered for Malleus one time when he participated in a race at Briar Valley. “That’s really goofy.” Rook let out a laugh as well.

“It may seem that way but it will be fun. Vil has already decided on an outfit for you that is Night Raven College themed. It’s actually quite simple too. A long sleeved sun shirt and matching shoes and shorts. You’ll simply be standing in the crowd and cheering us on at the end of our dance but your school enthusiasm will sure shine through when everyone sees you. I was the one who actually inspired Vil to the idea. He wasn’t too keen on it at first but knew it was a good plan so now you’re here.”

/////////////

When Silver heard he was going to be a cheerleader as Rook had said he hadn’t anticipated visiting Ramshackle during the day. “Why am I going with you?” Silver asked as he walked with Vil, Epel, and Rook.

“You’re there for emotional support. Rook called you a cheerleader but you're more of a school representative. You’ll help encourage everyone after their practice.” Silver hummed in understanding. He didn’t talk much the rest of the walk and when he saw Ramshackle dorm decided to run up to it. He was excited to enter the dorm. Entering was much different then walking around it.

Malleus had brought Silver with him on his nightly walks when Silver wasn’t able to sleep and it had always been nice to walk around and enjoy the scenery. The inside of Ramshackle was worse for wear though on the inside. Silver guessed that the inside sure did match the outside. It filled Silver with excitement that he would be helping out with things for the SDC even if he wasn’t dancing with them.

[gothic-thoughts]

Just Five Seconds of Focus

(realized i only have one smut of this adorable man. Finna rectify that rn 😌😌)

Part 2! Joseph Joestar x Black Fem Reader Fluff

ModernAU, CollegeAU, Tutor!Reader, Strangers2lovers

CW: studying with Jojo, kisses as motivation, biology facts(nerdshit fr)

TW: Might b corny asf but I thought it was cute 😭

Word Count: 1064 (give or take)

“Oh c’mon (Y/n)!”

Joseph Joestar, your classmate, was always a goofy, fun-loving guy. Unfortunately, that meant he hated any work that wasn’t fun, so studying with him for the upcoming biology test was torture. Eventually, you became fed up with his whining and bargaining, knowing you needed to make this study sesh into a game or something before you both failed.

“I said no. I am not failing cuz you wanna get a new high score.”

“Ugh... c’mon, I already know a lot of biology.” Joseph whined, “And we’ve been at this for hours.”

“No, you’ve been playing Mario Kart since we got back from class.”

“One more round won’t hurt!”

“It will cuz you obviously don't know how to stop.”

“I’ll stop myself after just one more round, I promise!” Joseph begged again, looking at you with puppy eyes.

“Hm, you still like me?”

Jojo went completely silent for a long moment as if he was trying to process your words.

“Now you’re shy? You was pretty shameless when you announced it last week.”

“Yeah, but this feels like a trick of some kind...”

“Just answer.”

"Maybe, what if I do?"

“Then how about for every question you get right I give you a kiss?”

Before you knew it, his Nintendo Switch was tossed up onto his bed and he was sitting right next to you, legs criss-crossed with the biggest smile on his face. 

"What are we waiting for?!”

“All I did was blink...”

“First question!”

“You bein’ serious?”

"Yep! If each good answer equals one kiss, I'm gonna be the best damn student in the entire school! We’ll ace this test for sure!"

You blink at his sudden enthusiasm before picking up your textbook, quickly flipping through to the questions and randomly picking one. 

“Ight, first one: what’s an animal cell?”

Joseph went silent, looking up to his right side before smiling. "That would be the one without the cell wall since it’s not a plant."

You look at the question again and shrug. “Works for me.”

Jojo smirked smugly, leaning over and presenting his cheek to you. Those pretty eyes shut as he waited, making you scoff and laugh in disbelief.

“I didn’t promise anything!”

“Come on, you know you want to~”

“Jojo.”

Rolling your eyes, you sigh before gently pecking his cheek, close enough to his lips to tease him a little, leaving a glossy kiss mark behind. He pouts a little, giving you a playful, knowing ‘look’.

"Aww, come on, a real kiss."

“Jojo--!”

“Just a quick one~!”

You laugh at him and place a soft kiss on his plump lips, making him chuckle. 

"Next question~"

“Hm, where is the radius ulna located?”

"Easy," Jojo scoffed, "It’s your forearm. It’s the bone on the outer side of the forearm."

You lean over and give him another kiss on the lips, holding it for a little longer just to make the poor boy’s heart race. You quickly pull away and pick up the textbook again, flipping through it to find another question while he pouts about it.

“Okay... Why do blood cells need oxygen to survive?”

"Oxygen is also needed to make hemoglobin, the protein that helps carry oxygen. They need oxygen to move through the body and release energy.”

“See? This ain’t even that bad.”

"Ahem, aren't you forgetting something?"

“I'm not giving you a kiss for that, that was an easy one!”

“Tch, you’re the one that said every question.”

“....shit.”

Once you place a soft kiss on his lips, he sighs in relief and smiles again, sass completely gone.

“Ight, only a couple more; I don't wanna get lip gloss all over you.”

"Hey, you can get lip gloss all over me any time~" Joseph winks.

“Oh shush~” You whisper, “Now, how do you determine the age of an individual using their skull?”

"Hm, I see you're going for harder questions now. It's... it’s based on the degree of development of the top of the skull and the features of the bone itself. By studying the features and measurements, you can determine the estimated age of a person."

“Good.” Another kiss.

"Alright, hit me with another one!" He said between breathless giggles.

“One more.”

"Alright, but I want a long one this time."

You furrow your eyebrows. “A long one?”

"Mhm, a long, passionate one~"

Your eyebrows raise in realization. “I feel like my lips are gonna be dry at this rate.”

“I could keep them moist if you run out of lip gloss.”

“There’s that shamelessness from last week.”

"I’m just saying... as much as I love these little kisses, I wouldn't mind getting a more intense one soon."

“How intense are you thinking?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Miss Teacher.”

“Hm... that means I'm gonna give you a good question. Why do eyes become red in camera flashes?”

Jojo thinks a second, tapping his chin before suddenly he snapped his fingers.

"It’s the...uh... it’s the red-eye effect.”

“Well, duh. I said why.” 

“Cuz... of... the...”

“Guess no kiss--”

“Wait, no! It’s cuz of the way that the light bounces inside the eye. Yeah, that’s it; the flash causes reflections inside the retina-- which is red.”

“You’re shameless.”

“And eager.” He smiles widely, “So reward now... please?”

You lean in slowly just to watch him squirm in anticipation before you finally press your plump lips to his. He sighs softly as holding your face in his hands, making sure you can’t pull away like all the other times. He’s been wanting to taste you, to take that glossy lip sheen off, and feel your tongue like he’s been wanting for weeks. 

He hums as he slides his tongue into your mouth, getting so carried away that he picks you up from your spot on the floor and sits you on his lap, keeping your hips close to his torso. His eagerness almost drives you to his point of aggressiveness and you fist the front of his crop top in a tight grip, pulling him impossibly closer. Joseph moaned loudly and placed one hand on the back of your neck while he wrapped the other around your waist. You suddenly became fully aware of the lack of air in your lungs and pulled back, panting lightly.

“Damn Jojo...”

“Oops.” He smiles.

“I might like you back at this rate.”

“You might? As if you don’t already~”

[unpopularvivian]

Diesel 10(As the music starts): Alright, Emily, here's the deal, You want to make some waves, but you can't do it this way. What you gotta do-

Pinchy: (Cutting off the music): Nope, nope, every time you do this, I hear the guitar starting up

I'm not gonna be here for it

D10: Fine, whatever party pooper, but Emily, (Music starts up again)

Listen to me, can you imagine the power that—

Pinchy: (Cutting it off again): And there we go again, with the guitar starting, what, do you think I can't hear them? Ah, Emily, you're going to have to excuse D10. He can be a bit-

D10: (cutting in as the music kicks in full force): Hopeless! I couldn't help but notice, Thought you knew that you were hopeless! Where's all the thrills and chills and flashing lights? Your cause is noble enough, and you're very vocal but uh, I think you're missing one small detail!

Emily: But wait, I think I'm missing something, is this gonna be long?

Pinchy: Sorry, he does this all the time- fuck now I'm singing the song!

D10: Chin up, Emily! Why the frown? Aren't you glad to talk to heaven's favorite clown?

Pinchy (In the background): Not a good thing.

D10: Here's the thing Emily, your plan stinks Before we move on, here's a couple of things! I invite you all to listen to my new top-secret plan I'm gonna slam on the damn brakes of your shitty goddamn plan! I can confirm that you’re a lion, be the hero we need, And bless my name on our brand-new plan of attack or screaming animals or poison-covered spears or anything that comes to mind! (Deep inhale as the music slows to a stop) 

Emily: Um, do you need some water?

D10: What? No!

(Music kicks in)

D10: I'm not passing up this opportunity Cause I don't see how this could benefit you or me! Your proofs ain't taxed, your entertainment is wack I'm just tryna save us all our time Won't you cut me some slack? Planning can be a bit late You know that I've been around Thought I had guitar solos? Here comes the complete breakdown! (D10 begins absolutely shredding on the guitar)

Pinchy: Ah, I can't stop him, I'll just send you the Wiki link

Emily: You have a Wiki link?

Pinchy: Is there a problem with that?

Emily: It's a Wiki link!

Pinchy: We have a low-budget!

Emily: I'm starting to see why.

D10: Shut up, you're missing the best parts! (The next part is literally just D10 imitatiting a guitar) Koff, woah. Maybe I do need some water

Ahem, you stupid, fucking!- (Music stops and lights shut off for like three seconds before the lights come back on.)

D10:Whoa, sorry, got a little carried away

Pinchy: Again? Name a time you didn't, D10.

D10: Yeah, well, ekhem, the point is we want you to drop the hotel idea so we can stop wasting each others time. Do you agree to the terms?

Emily: Oh, uh, no.

D10 (As she whips out the guitar and the music picks up and blows Emily out of the room) Then, get out of my face!

Emily (As the doors slam shut) :No, no, wait!

You didn't even send me the wiki link! Ugh, shit!

(Give Hazbin Hotel Abridged Hopeless a google for the music.)

Emily: Well, that sucked. :(

Emily: Also, why are we referencing Hazbin Hotel?

*Inspired ended up watching the pilot*

Emily: Lady?

*No, I'm the creator of this blog*

Emily: HUH?!?!

*I'm out*

[8ecquerel]

these r fun so i will do more. request things and i’ll do them lol.

helluva boss characters’ reactions to their s/o saying “i love you” for the first time! i’ll make more in the future if you all like this one.

blitzø:

“oh. um. you said what now?”

doesn’t know how to handle this. this poor guy believes he is ultimately worthless and undeserving of anything positive. so you saying this… was a surprise, to say the least.

it takes him a minute, but he does say it back. it makes him tear up a little. he really isn’t used to this, but it’s okay, because you can learn together!

stolas:

omgomgomgomg he is SO HAPPY.

he literally freaks out for about five minutes before actually returning to his senses and saying it back.

“did you just say what— you— well— ahem. i love you too, dearest.”

this man’s face is so red the entire time. it’s actually pretty endearing. he’s craved love forever, since he never got it from his arranged marriage, so by god is he eating your words up rn.

striker:

*blinks*

“…how and why?”

yeah, so it takes a minute to settle in. striker is sort of absorbed in his bad boy aesthetic and therefore believes everyone would be afraid of him, or expect him to he invulnerable. he’s actually relieved that you said it first, because now he can drop the facade and actually be with you.

“well, i’ll be a son of a gun, sweet pea. you’ve got some interesting tastes. i share the sentiment, though.”

you’d better believe the hat is comin off for the cowboy hat-hidden kiss.

it takes him a little to learn how to say it back. he’s still sort of stuck in that cold exterior. but you can warm him up no problem!

stella:

(seriously): “it’ll pass.”

moxxie:

“OMGILOVEYOUTOO. I DIDN’T THINK I’D HEAR YOU SAY IT, BUT YOU’RE SAYING IT, AND I’M JUST SO HAPPY, I JUST-“

he’s going to go on a lil ramble because he is so elated. he might even sing about it.

he gives you a kiss on your cheek and smiles ecstatically. “i love you too, so, so much.”

he is so sincere with it. so in love.

millie:

“well, i love you too, baby!”

she’ll kiss you and hold you super close, probably going in for a nice cuddle sesh.

she is really happy that you said it, even if she seems casual at the time.

she feels like she found the right person and wants to settle down with you in the future, but tries not to get too carried away with that thought.

loona:

she acts like it isn’t a big deal and says it back nonchalantly, but it is. a big ass deal.

loona grew up having no one to love her, no one to care about her; she was viewed as a pet to be sold and treated with no respect.

until blitz took her in, and even then, we see how she acts around blitz. she believes she’s undeserving of the parental love he provides her, so it would be the same scenario with romantic love.

overtime, she’d probably start to understand how to handle it. but the first time her s/o says it, she probably cries when no one is looking.

chaz:

alr we know this guy is a fuck boy but he did date both moxxie and millie, so i think he does know how to love? just not well.

probably feels like a jackass deep down for screwing them both over the way he did, especially moxxie. he probably thinks he’s not worthy of being trusted by someone again, so he just hides it all beneath the f boi attitude.

however, when you say it, his entire demeanor shifts for a second. at first, he doesn’t believe he heard you correctly. then you say it again, and he visibly just. softens? like he doesn’t feel the need to act like a total idiot for once?

“i, uh… i love you too, babes!” and then the f boi attitude returns after that small moment of shock. he’s like, “i knew you’d say it at some point, who could resist me?”

verosika:

she would be a little stunned. she’s a succubus, after all; she feeds off of lust, not love. it’s not a concept she’s familiar with.

she’d look at you very flirtatiously, as if you just said some sort of magic words she’d been hoping to hear from someone one day (even if she’d never admit it.)

“love you too. let’s go to a club.”

y’all get crunk and make out, the end <3

[larcenywrites]

HCS with young tony absolutely nervous with the first date with his soon-to-be girlfriend and asking his parents for some advice, they're all proud of their son being in love, and then tony introduce them to the reader? We need more family tony content

If you still take requests for hcs, of course :)

AAAAAH super cute 😍 Young Tong especially deserves more family stuff 🥲 and cute dates :) so I kinda got carried away

Warnings: mostly she/her pronouns/terms used for reader | cute!

Nervous First Dates

💠Tony isn’t a nervous person.

💠Okay, he is a nervous person, but no one’s supposed to know that, least of all you

💠You’ve more than likely already had plenty of encounters and hangouts, and while it’s not exactly abnormal for him to get with (or hookup with) whoever’s been able to entertain him for longer than a day or two, this is probably the first time he’s ever been so nervous

💠He’s usually so confident! He knows what he wants and when he wants it! And all he ever has to do is outright say it with that cocky grin and a tone just provocative enough to keep them on their toes, and he can get whatever he’s after

💠But somehow this is different. Maybe he let it go on for a little too long before deciding to actually do anything. He let you bite back too many times, and let you make up for it with a playful smile that shyly turned away. He let you tag along without even asking, and spilled far too many secrets. He got used to you being there- and he didn’t even have to peacock around to do it!

💠He also finds himself wishing you were around more often. He's never felt so lonely in bed at night! Or, for once, wishing he had someone to talk to while he's up late at night tinkering with something. Sometimes he does something that he knows you would have laughed at- god, he's down real bad, huh?

💠Yeah, yeah, he knows. He has a crush or whatever 😒 He doesn't need to be told. He could feel the unfamiliar heat in his cheeks when he mentioned your next outing should be somewhere nice, like uh, ahem, like a date. He still kept up that usual confident demeanor, but you knew him well enough by now to see through it (not to mention the very obvious blush on his face)

💠His mom already knew what was up tbh. Every time he came home, he had something to say about what he did today, but it wasn’t as much about the very mundane thing he did as it was about the fact that he did it with you ;)

💠So when he comes home, earlier than normal one night, and is stuttering to answer his mom's usual question, she's more than a little worried

💠"Uh- I asked her out and," he starts, getting pitiful. "I don't know what to do."

💠"Don't you... always go on dates?" His mom knows he's, ya know, rather promiscuous, but that's beside the point! Tony knows what he's doing, surely??

💠"Yeah, but- this one's different!" He’s kinda cornered himself here because he's done lots of mostly fancy dates and "dates" that were really just, uh... in bed, so nothing really feels good enough for you. Sure, you probably won't care or even know the difference, but he knows, and he wants it to be special >:(

💠"Since when do you have trouble talking to girls?" His father's sarcasm chimes in from the hall.

"Oh, don’t listen to him," his mom brushes it off for him, trying to wipe that frown from his face. "He pretends like he wasn't nervous on our first date, too." Tony doesn't really want to hear about that, but he smiles anyway.

"Honestly, Tony, it sounds like she'll enjoy anything."

"What, 'just be myself'?"

"Haven't you already been doing that?"

💠He stares at her as if she just told him some world-changing secret. He has just been himself! And the setting didn't seem to matter-- you flirted back all the same! But while that does make him feel better, it still doesn't help his current predicament. "Okay, but where do I take us?"

💠His mom sighs, but is willing to try and help him out 😌 But idea by idea, no is starting to sound like a word that doesn't even exist. His mom sighs again, a little less willing to help him out. She's glad and all that he's finally trying to put effort into love, but he still has to actually do something. “What’s her favorite colors?” She asks suddenly. Now Tony’s even more confused. Favorite color- What? Why? Uh,,, He’s pretty sure he could guess from the clothes you wear and the color of the pen you always choose over the others when you sneakily draw smiley faces on the corner of his papers during lecture.

💠"What if you made a little bouquet with some of the flowers in the garden," she suggests. While it's a great start, and would be pretty romantic of him,,, well, it would kinda set the scene for something pretty romantic, too, huh 🤔

💠Well, he has a few days to decide, and he still has to act Cool and Normal around you! You likely share a class or campus, live nearby, or maybe even frequent the same areas, soooo he can't just hide away and prepare. Your smile is a little different, and you seem to lean in a little more when he makes you laugh. Normally he's the one that has them all flustered, but this time he's the one that's hot and bothered! If he's already like this, how is he supposed to survive an actual date??

💠Well, now it's the morning of, so he better learn quick. And he also better learn quick how to arrange flowers 🤧

💠But he did a pretty decent job, if he does say so himself! Little ribbons and all :)

💠He's probably bugging the hell out of his mom. What should I wear? Does this look okay? Help me roll up this sleeve :( Wait- I think I want them down, actually...

💠He's never overthought every little thing like this. Is he just being silly? Probably, but cut him some slack. He's never really felt like this!

💠He's praying no one else opens the door but you. He's not ready to meet any family or anything! He's already stressed as hell!

💠He's relieved when it is you that opens it, and can't really think of anything to say other than "hi". Come on, he's cooler than this!

💠But you can probably only giggle and say hi back, and immediately notice the flowers in his hand. Which he looks at for a second as if he forgot 😅

💠"I, um- I made this. With some of the flowers in our garden." Wow, he sounds so fucking nerdy rn. "So it's probably not the prettiest," he jokes half-heartedly to try and save himself (when he doesn't need any saving). Tony just doesn't realize how cute he really is tbh. You're already close enough and both obviously into one another, so don't be shy to give him a kiss on the cheek to show your gratitude ;) If you do, it'll definitely shut him up and keep a smile on his face the rest of the night, but it won't exactly quell any of that nervousness 😥

💠Don't worry! The car ride will feel a little more comfy and be like normal!

💠He probably did decide on a more upscale restaurant, but one with a nice patio because it's a little more quiet on the outside, and he thought the string lights were more cute than fancy. And the flower in the little vase is (hopefully) your favorite color! But he's probably a little stiff again :( Is it okay? Are there enough options? He's just going to overthink everything he's doing again

💠So it's going to feel a bit awkward when he doesn't really know what else to do after! Or maybe he did have something planned, but honestly just derail it! Go get ice cream or whatever you would prefer at the place you've both been to before that's nearby! And it's still a nice evening with the sun out, so you could sit at one of the umbrellaed tables in the park you've probably done homework at or something. Anything that will convince this man to chill out! Because it doesn't have to be something stiff and fancy to be perfect or romantic :) Honestly he only really knows how to showboat around, and that's usually why people enjoy his company, so he just needs to learn. Tbh you can probably blame that behavior on his parents, but that's all he's every really seen, after all! That and movies, but he's probably afraid those arcades or drive-in movie dates make him look silly or juvenile, but he'll learn to lean into them later 😉

💠Even if you know where it is, bring up the big fountain in the corner of the park but that you "can never remember exactly where it's at." He knows where the big fountain is! Let him save the day, so to speak 😌

💠Of course he won't act as excited as it made him. He'll be very cool about it. "Oh, I think I know where it is," he says casually. "I might even have some pennies to throw in." While you're busy listening to those words and starting to fall in step (honestly more busy with the eyes looking down at you), he so carefully sneaks his hand into yours and laces his fingers with yours and leads you along. He does it so naturally, no hesitation. You barely have time to register it! Yeah, okay, so maybe it makes it obvious he's done this before, but don't let that discourage you! No one else got a homemade (and homegrown) bouquet, first of all 😘

💠The rest of your time is spent... almost like usual? It's relaxed and quiet, with the usual flirty banter snuck in and jokes while you people-watch. Except this time he sits a little closer, and you're absentmindedly (or boldly) playing your fingers over his... which is cute and all, but he can only focus on so many things at once and it's more than a little distracting! But then when he finds distraction in the coldness of his ice cream, then you're distracted by that tongue-- NO ONE WINS

💠Once the sun is low and you've finished up, Tony reluctantly brings it up that he should take you home, but not before he hands you a penny with a playful grin, and you each flick one into the water (and Tony might manage to miss the first time 😅)

💠But once you're home, he'll be pretty hesitant to let go of you're hand once you reach the front door 💔 But honestly you probably are too. Let him know you had fun tonight and that usual smug grin will spread across his face as if he wasn't a wreck for the last hour or so, but you have to admit that there's always something so charming about it 💘 Kiss him on the cheek and, while that smile won't fade, the uncharacteristic pink tint coming to his cheeks will give him away 🤭 But don't tease him about it! Maybe you can later, though...

💠Sigh. It may be hard to read that face, but his dark eyes almost always tell all and always want more ��� If you're up to it, lean in a little closer and not-so-subtly glance down to his lips. He still might hesitate when he starts to lean in, but he'll get there 😌 It's not that e doesn't want to, or thinks you don't want to, but he's worried and overthinking about rushing things because he doesn't really know how that works either, and he's pretty used to skipping right to the point after dates but he doesn't really wanna do that this time 😩

💠But he stops overthinking when you kiss him back with a hand on his cheek and one still in his hand, and it's probably the most innocent and giddy he's felt in this position 🥺 You'll probably have to be the one that pulls away first ngl, but there's still something he wants (and no, it's not what you're thinking... though he wouldn't necessarily argue...)

💠"Uh," he starts, looking away a bit awkwardly and clears his throat. "Would you want to be my girlfriend?" There's a bracing upturn to his tone. How could you say no to that face? Of course you say yes, with a few, probably painful, bashful smiles and looks exchanged. And honestly it's a huge weight off his chest because he realizes he's been thinking about it for like, weeks before he actually decided he wanted to ask you out. He was worried about rushing things or whatever, but- this is different!

💠He's probably expecting another kiss, and maybe you are too, but keep him on his toes! Give him a mission for next time! Give him an almost sultry "goodnight, Tony" and play with the tips of his fingers before you let go. Leave him as a melted puddle at your door 😇😘

💠He has to walk by the kitchen to get to his room, but his mom's been keeping a lookout and catches him before he can speed away. He's usually not so flustered and jumpy, so she's probably a bit worried. And her many questions don't help! "Did she like the flowers?" "Did it go okay?" "Home already?" "Did you ask her?"

💠He can really only answer yes to all of them, and very stiffly as if he's done something wrong! And let's be honest, it's kind of hard to talk about these sorts of things to nosy parents 😅 even though he regularly tells her, like, everything

💠You're likely going to be invited over for dinner pretty soon, which might feel a little intimidating considering who his dad is? But then again, you're dating his son, who isn't exactly some guy from down the street, either, so

💠But they're pretty nice! Well, his dad might be a little distant, and honestly thought this was all a bit silly since... well, you know. Maria, on the other hand, is going to talk your ear off! Don't worry if you're more on the quiet side. She can just fill in with some embarrassing story or another instead! And even if you are quiet around new people and places, she can most likely get you comfortable enough (or at least make you laugh a lot)! Honestly, Tony might even be a little jealous... and you guys are laughing at him 😖 Even Howard probably feels a little bad 😅

💠Maria might also make a joke about how she thought you two were already dating, with the way Tony talked about you all the time ;)

💠Tony won't leave you alone with anyone just yet (besides, what other secrets will mom spill in his absence 😩). He'll stick around and probably help her with the dishes anyway while you may or may not already have the family photo album 🤭

💠This time you're the one that has to bring up that it's time for you to go, with plenty of social graces from Maria about how good it was to meet you and have you over and to come again. And she's not at all keeping an eye on the front door while you two share goodbyes, and that kiss you withheld from him last time 😏 and another one, just because he felt bad at dinner 😌

💠Eyes are already on him when he comes back through the front door, as well as a very sly grin on her face.

💠"Why are you looking at me like that?"

💠"I'm not looking at you like anything."

💠Tony's already stalking his way back to his room, but he knows his mom has something on her mind.

💠"I think she's very nice," she says fondly before going back to whatever she was doing. "And I think you're both pretty cute together, too," she slyly tags on. Tony wrinkles his nose and looks away, but he can't not smile at both approval and praise

💠It may take a few more dinners, but once Maria has you alone, she'll definitely have you just as embarrassed yet proud when she starts talking about how glad she is for her son to have found someone 💛

💠Aaaand maybe after a few more dinners, even father dearest starts to warm up to you a little more!

[creationofacentury]

*crashes in here* HAVE YOU HEARD ABOUT TWO LITTLE GUYS THAT ARE SO FILLED WITH LOVE???

ahem care for some moss etho arctic bdubs :>

YES OF COURSE *rolls up sleeves*

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Etho has been living in the Jungle Temple for quite some time now, that's why he feels like it's time to go. Moss Boss, Moss King, Muse...people call him all sorts of things, because he can transform landscapes with just one single touch; yet despite having so many titles, no one really knows his name.

He likes to travel, but usually people don't want him to leave, so he stays until he feels like he isn't needed anymore. The time period can stretch from a year to several decades, depends on the biome. In Savannas, he stays longer, in Swamps, he basically just passes them by, since the moss grow weird there.

There are two places he hasn't explored much: The Desert Biome, since there's literally nothing for moss to grow on (he could try, but that's probably pointless), the other is the Snow Biome, because it's a bit too cold for him.

So why did he think it's a good idea to take the shortcut through this ice hell in the blizzard with only a tunic and his moss cloak? It's too cold, he couldn't even start to remember the reason for this glorious decision.

"Hey! You! Yes you! What are you doing here?!"

With his whole body now ice-cold and stiff, Etho looks up with difficulty. There's a person. He's warped in white; in the blizzard it's hard to make out what he's wearing, but it looks warm. And Fluffy.

"Oh no, this is not good. How long have you been out here?!"

Etho tries to shrug. When that fails, he shakes his head.

"Shoot. Here, come with me."

A hand appears on Etho's shoulder and starts to guide him. With a direction to head to and a person to lean on, Etho feels the dread that had been cumulating slowly dissipates, and his eyes flutter closed...

"Hey hey hey, don't pass out on me. What's your name?"

"...O..."

"O?"

"Tho..."

"Speak up for me, if you're able to?"

"Etho..."

"Etho?"

Etho nods.

"Nice to meet you, Etho. My name's Bdubs."

"...great first meet scenario, 'm sure..."

Bdubs laughs. He sounds surprised. He adjusts Etho's cloak to wrap him up tightly, "Save the energy until we get you somewhere warm, alright?"

---

(Bdubs has a tiny little igloo. It's very cozy though, with cute pine cones stringed together as decorations, and somehow the igloo has a fireplace in it.

"Are those fur, Bdubs?"

Sitting by the fire, wrapped in a brown fur blanket, with a cup of hot cocoa in hands, Etho utters the question.

"The coat I'm wearing? Yeah. The blanket you are holding is also fur."

"How do you get so much fur?"

"..." Bdubs looks embarrassed, "...well it's mine, of course!")

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Notes:

Okay so that's all from me ajfsdcfnjhdebh Did I do it?????

I should probably explain, they are both some kind of deity here. I got carried away, sorry!

Thank you for sending this request, I had fun picturing and writing this!!!!! <3

[lcs-library]

hi hi, can I request something for itaru? I don’t have anything specific in mind but just considering my love/hate for him how ‘bout just silly moments with him and some playful teasing where it’s like “I hate you so much” “aww, no you don’t ;)” and stuff like that haha. Just need to get that out of my system, he’s too strong rn 🙃

SCREAMING AND CRYING ONE OF MY FAVE A3! ARTISTS ASKING FOR WRITING??? FROM ME???? I AM NOT WORTHY😭😭😭😭😭 anyway. Ahem. Yes!! I love writing Itaru he’s such a gremlin. I had too many ideas banging around in my head, so I decided to write a bunch of lil drabbles n stuff instead of a headcanon list or a oneshot, so I hope that’s okay!! Thanks so much for requesting!

Request rules

1. Though he’d never admit it to anyone else, Itaru’s a huge sucker for affection, and loves taking time to laze around with you, even if you’re just holding hands.

On one particular afternoon, things got a little…silly.

He’s just a silly little guy, though, can you even blame him?

Anyway, the two of you were watching a show together on his couch, which slowly evolved into being fully wrapped around each other, then turned into play fighting? Which wasn’t uncommon for him, surprisingly.

It’s hard to tell if it could be classified as “fighting”, though, since it was more of the two of you holding hands and pushing each other away.

Point is, it was just a goofy way of showing affection.

Somehow, Itaru managed to get his flimsy body on top of you, and he lifted your shirt up, blowing the biggest, loudest raspberry on your stomach.

You couldn’t help but laugh despite being so done with how lame and cheesy he is.

Overall, stupid lil guy has stupid way of showing affection.

2. One night, while waiting for him to come home, you found yourself falling asleep in the middle of grinding one of his online games like he asked. Yes, he needed his dailies done, but he also needed to realize that you were infected with tired sleepy.

After about an hour or so of your nap, Itaru finally came home with a sigh, tossing his things to the side before laying his eyes on you. An affectionate smirk played at his lips as he came over to where you were sleeping.

“Guess I shouldn’t have asked you to help me out, my bad. GJ~,” he said softly, lightly patting your head.

Just then, a terrible idea popped into his head. The only question was: could he pull it off?

There was only one way to find out.

So he maneuvered his arms underneath your body, barely managing to hold you up.

And the second he barely lifted you off the couch, his arms gave out on him, dropping you right back onto it, waking you up.

“‘taru, whaddahell…” you mumbled lazily.

“Ah, morning, love,” he replied sweetly, acting as if nothing happened.

“What did you do?”

His face didn’t even falter at that being your default reply.

“I tried to carry you to bed.”

“With your noodle arms?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re so lame.” You replied fondly.

3. The two of you game a lot(surprise, surprise), with 2D fighting games usually being the favorite. Or really anything you could label as something that would ruin friendships. Like he’d get rid of you over a game.

On this particular evening, you were playing one of said 2D fighting games, but you just couldn’t win a single match.

This was a common occurrence, but this time, there was a specific technique that he was using with his character that you couldn’t seem to dodge, no matter how hard you tried.

“How the hell do you do that?”

“Want me to teach you?”

Without waiting for a reply, he shoved his controller in your hands, placing his over yours to guide your moves.

“So you wanna move the joystick three-quarters to the left, then X-X-B. Nope, too slow, try again. Okay, left, X-X-B. Mm-m. Don’t tell me you’re not paying attention and just like holding hands?”

He caught you red-handed.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t,” he replied smugly with a wink.

You did learn the technique, though. Eventually.

4. After each one of his regional tours with the Spring Troupe, Itaru wants nothing more than to hold up in his room and play games for twelve hours straight.

As if he could have that now that you were here.

The second he opens the door, he’s greeted by you practically tackling him in a hug, causing him to crash and fall to the floor.

“Hey, calm down! I was gone for three days!”

“Haha, you’re so pathetic. Can’t even stand a welcome back hug?”

Oh, two could play at that game.

He pulled your body down to join him on the ground, practically showering you in kisses, to both your embarrassment and delight.

“Alright, fine, I missed you too.” He says with a goofy grin on his face, his tone of voice trying to make it seem as if he wasn’t desperate to give you attention not even two seconds ago.

He’s the worst<3

5. On his days off, Itaru usually wears big, comfy sweatshirts to lounge around in(that you may or may not have stolen one or two of).

An annoying thing he does with them is sneak up behind you and shove you in there with him.

He’ll sneak up behind you, and the next thing you see is a blur of fabric before being held close to someone’s chest.

“Hello~.”

“Hi??? Can you just come up and talk to me like a normal person?”

“No can do, sorry. Gotta shove you in here with me. Can’t let you go unless you ask for it.”

Fortunately, you weren’t going to any time soon.

Fortunately for him, you weren’t going to anytime soon.

“No can do, sorry. Gotta shove you in here with me. Can’t let you go unless you ask for it.” Fortunately for him, you weren’t going to anytime soon.

“Hi??? Can you just come up and talk to me like a normal person?”

“No can do, sorry. Gotta shove you in here with me. Can’t let you go unless you ask for it.” Fortunately for him, you weren’t going to anytime soon.

“Hello~.”

“Hi??? Can you just come up and talk to me like a normal person?”

“No can do, sorry. Gotta shove you in here with me. Can’t let you go unless you ask for it.” Fortunately for him, you weren’t going to anytime soon.