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[darabeatha]

/ My goal for this year is to draw more handsome anime men and most importantly, FINISH THEM👹

[mrsshabana]

𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅!𝐆𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 ⛧ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

꒦꒷‧₊ Summary The full moon has made your werewolf boyfriend go completely feral. But not with instincts to kill. Instead, his instincts are telling him to breed you. ꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, 18+ MDNI, hunter/prey, size difference, vaginal sex, creampie, breeding, biting/marking, knotting ꒦꒷‧₊ Note 1.7k words. I've never written anything like this before but I tried to go out of my comfort zone and try something new! I hope you all enjoy it!

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⇢ Chapter one ⇢ Chapter three ⇢ Kinktober Masterlist

A wave of relief washes over you when you realize that Gyutaro doesn't intend to kill you.

You know that you still need to tread lightly and that one wrong move could lead to you getting hurt. Or worse, him changing his mind about keeping you alive. But you do feel a little better knowing that killing you isn't his priority right now.

However, his other priority is still quite concerning. The obvious arousal your werewolf boyfriend is feeling hasn't gone unnoticed.

Feeling his member rub against you as it's barely confined by his pants sends shivers down your spine. The size of it rivaling that of your forearm.

To say it made you nervous would be an understatement. Not just because he's big, but also because you've never been intimate with Gyutaro before. The furthest you've ever gone with him was kissing, and maybe cuddling if that even counts. The thought of finally having sex with him for the first time gives you butterflies.

And Gyutaro has wanted to mate with you ever since you asked him to be your boyfriend. He was ready to take that next step and officially mark you as his. But he knows humans don't move as quickly as werewolves, so he put his instincts aside. However, now that the full moon is out he can't help himself.

Rutting against your thigh and yelping as if the lack of release is physically hurting him.

"Gyutaro..." you mutter as you roll your fingers through his long hair and scratch behind his ear. Causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head in bliss. Momentarily calming down from the worked-up state he was in.

For a moment it feels like you're petting your sweet boyfriend instead of trying to calm an angry beast.

"I know it hurts," you coo as you slowly trail your hand down his body, "I want to help you." His hips buck when the palm of your hand gently caresses his member. You can feel it throbbing under the thin layer of his pants.

His ears perk up and he suddenly wraps his arms around you, picking you up as he stands. Slinging you over his shoulder and carrying you like a princess that's been kidnapped by a terrifying monster.

"Ah!" You gasp at the sudden motion. But as suspected your boyfriend says nothing, just panting and growling as he carries you away.

You wish he would speak to you, let you know that he's ok, or at least tell you that he won't hurt you. But this full moon has turned him completely animalistic.

He takes you to a strange hollow cave nearby, neatly tucked away behind tall trees.

Gyutaro sniffs the air before placing you on the ground. It isn't ideal but it's much better than outside where there were probably ticks and who knows what else.

You don't have much time to relax though, because Gyutaro is quick to pounce on you again. Tugging at your clothes with his teeth, ripping them off of you.

"W-wait!" you whine, trying to stop him but he doesn't listen. Snarling as he ruins each piece of clothing until only shreds of fabric remain around your nude body.

"Don't be so rough, Gyu!" You say as you try to push him away. But he quickly catches your hand in his mouth, a feral look in his eyes as his fangs bear down on your skin. Biting down hard enough to send a warning, but not quite enough to break the skin.

"O-Ok, I'm sorry," you slowly pull back your hand, and he opens his maw allowing you to do so.

He looks like your boyfriend but his playful attitude is gone, you can't forget that or next time he might give you more than a warning bite.

His fluffy ears fold back as he leans forward, towards your neck, and begins licking and nibbling your skin. A soft moan escapes your lips as his long flat tongue glides along your neck and up to your jaw. His sharp teeth gently bite your most vulnerable area. Usually when hunting he goes for the neck, sinking in his fangs and tearing apart flesh. But he's gentle with you, saying in his own way that you can trust him.

Being careful not to move too fast, you gently reach down. Gliding your fingers through the silky soft fur that trails down from his belly button. Going further until your fingers reach his pants, or what's left of them.

But there's no saving them from Gyutaro's claws. As once you try to remove them he's already reaching down to help.

The tattered fabric falls off of him, revealing something that can only be described as monstrous.

Staring down at it with a mixture of awe and fear, watching as it throbs - eager to fulfill its goal of delivering his seed to your womb. Every instinct within his body screams at him to breed you, that it's his only purpose.

"Make her your mate, she's perfect." "If you don't claim her someone else will." "Breed her. Breed her. Breed her."

And he can't help but listen to them.

With a deep guttural growl, Gyutaro flips you over and grabs your hips. Roughly pulling them up and into the air so he has full access to what he craves most.

You yelp as you're abruptly moved like some kind of toy. Squirming under his grasp, but his large clawed hands have a strong grip on you. The size of his hand reminding you of your vast size difference even though you can't see him in this position.

You can hear him lick his lips in anticipation as he looks down at that sweet breedable cunt.

There's nothing you can do. You have to submit to him and if you don't then he will force you to.

He eagerly positions himself and starts thrusting forward, though his eagerness hinders his effectiveness. Repeatedly his cock misses your entrance. He digs his claws into your flesh as he begins to get frustrated. But after a few attempts and repositioning his hips, he achieves his goal and slides into you.

His size prevents him from entering you fully at first, but even though only half of him is inside you still feel completely full.

He howls in excitement.

"G-Gyu," you whimper, "Please... be gentle."

Your pleas go unheard as he thrusts at a sporadic pace. As if his only goal is to fill you up with his seed and nothing else in the world matters.

Your tight human walls weren't meant for him, but that only makes it more pleasurable. He's more than twice the size of what you humans are supposed to take. And both of you can feel it.

Your walls are so impossibly tight around him, and the fit only gets tighter as he shoves inch after inch of himself inside of you until he's as far as he can go.

Tears flow from your eyes and your legs quickly give out. He holds tightly onto your hips as your arms barely keep your face from hitting the ground.

Drool splatters on your back as he picks up the pace. Only pulling out a third of the way before thrusting back in again. He can't bear to be away from the tight grip your pussy has on him.

By this point, all of the aches and pains in your body are drowned out and all you feel is undeniable pleasure. His thick length rams into places that were never meant to be touched, and your body can't handle it.

Constantly shaking in his grasp as you're forced to have orgasm after orgasm. There's no point in counting because it seems that with every couple of thrusts, he manages to force another one out of you.

Your slick splattering on the floor, splashing against his rutting hips, and staining the patch of fur above his cock.

And the sounds are just as obscene. Not only the slapping of skin but also the screams and cries that you can't hold back. The animalistic howls that echo from him turn into yelps as he gets closer to climax.

A large knot already formed at the base of his length. You don't notice it at first, but he does. And it's a signal for his body, his instincts telling him what to do next. It's programmed into him like an unbreakable code.

He leans forward and bites down on the back of your neck. Hard enough to leave a mark and to keep you from moving.

Somehow you manage to reach up and tug his ear with one of your numb arms. You want to tell him to stop, that it hurts, that you're afraid he might bite down too hard and kill you. But you can't manage anything but screams and moans as he pounds into you.

If you were able to look down you'd see the shape of his cock protruding from your belly. Sliding in and out ferally, his intentions clear.

He thrusts harder, harder, and harder. Desperately trying to fit that knot inside of you.

He snarls, tightening his grip on your neck. With a pop, he finally succeeds. You feel like you're being ripped apart and stretched past your limit as the swollen knot is forced into you.

Immediately his hips are stuttering, his fur stands on end, and his cock twitches. You didn't have enough room to fit his knot so you definitely don't have enough room to fit all that cum he's spurting into you. But the knot prevents any from leaking out, so your body adjusts. You feel your stomach bulge as he fills you impossibly full.

Finally, he claimed you. He feels like he succeeded as a wave of pure bliss washes over him.

His body shudders, and a soft whine escapes his lips as he lets go of your neck. Gently setting you down, he lays on top of you. The two of you still connected.

Your vision is going in and out, the pressure in your abdomen worsening as he puts his weight on top of you.

"Ngh, Gyu... h-heavy," you whimper as you try to wiggle out from under him.

But as soon as you start moving, he's yelping frantically as if he's in pain.

"What?!" you gasp, reaching over to pet behind his ears in an attempt to calm him. "Did I hurt you...?"

And that's when you notice that he's still inside of you. His knot not showing any signs of deflating any time soon.

Your eyes widen as you realize that the two of you are stuck.

[saintsenara]

How are you able to enjoy toxic/unhealthy/“problematic” ships/characters without feeling weird (for lack of a better word) about it?

I ask this because I want to be able to do this myself as it seems like a much more enjoyable way of engaging with fiction to me. I can get over some ships just being toxic and the characters not being good together and still enjoy their dynamic but I have trouble with the other ships that feel morally wrong. I know it’s just fiction but I can’t seem to get over the ick feeling I have when I think about those ships/characters. I feel like I’m being too puritanical about these things but I don’t know how to stop feeling like something is gross when I feel it’s gross…

Do you have any tips to stop jumping to moralizing ships/characters?

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

i'm going to be upfront that this reflexive gross feeling isn't something i've ever really struggled with - both in fic and more broadly. this is due to various personal idiosyncrasies, above all the fact that i've got disengaged boomer parents who didn't police our media consumption [my favourite book when i was eleven? lolita...] and that i'm a doctor, which is a profession which requires you to develop a very high threshold for what you find disgusting. the human body - at all stages of its life-cycle and its cycle of decomposition - produces a lot of different fluids... and it's also the case that [just as if you can think of it, there's porn for it] if an inanimate object exists, somebody somewhere has got it stuck inside them...

and so the situation that i find myself in is that i consider it infinitely less weird that i enjoy the odd bit of hot tomarrymort action than that i actively enjoy cutting through bone with a saw...

but, obviously, "get a medical degree" isn't particularly helpful advice...

i am a ride-or-die fan of the concept of stepping outside of your comfort zone. this is why i'm such an avowed multishipper - i think it's good for us as fandom citizens to examine the potential of our faves in relationships [romantic or otherwise] which are either not their canon endgames or which aren't our preferred pairings, and in situations which don't align with their canon experiences [whether that means making them suffer or giving them full-on fluff]. it draws out the multiple aspects of a character to consider them from these different angles - and it prevents us from getting so stuck in one interpretation of a character or configuration of a ship which means that it puts our backs up to stumble across stories which approach things differently.

but stepping outside of your comfort zone doesn't mean that you have to go enormously far. it may be that a reader decides - having only ever read teen-rated fics where characters' sex lives don't extend beyond hand-holding and forehead kisses - to take the plunge into an explicit piece filled to the brim with watersports and age play. it may be that a reader decides - having only ever read teen-rated fics for one canon pairing - to read a teen-rated fic for a non-canon alternative. both of these are entirely valid approaches.

by which i mean, our comfort levels and our thresholds for discomfort are subjective, they're personal. if there are ships or themes or characters you don't want to read about because they don't feel good... you're not doing something wrong if you avoid them. exposing yourself to fics you expect to make you uncomfortable can be useful - and fiction is certainly a way to explore discomfort which gives you much more control over the experience than encountering it in real life - but it's not something you're obliged to do to be active in fandom.

the thing you are obliged to do to be active in fandom is to be nice to other people, no matter what their tastes in fiction. this means, at its fundamental level, that when you see people who ship pairings or like themes which make you think "ew"... you keep it to yourself/the group chat rather than putting it on the timeline.

but, once this is something you've got the hang of [which takes a bit of time! but practice makes perfect!], something i feel can be a really useful way of overcoming a tendency towards knee-jerk moralising reactions is to just vibe in the vicinity of people you know like the content you instinctively feel is gross.

this doesn't mean you have to read any of this content - but you'll learn just by hanging out near them that the people who do are just... normal. one minute they might reblog a rec for a pairing you think "absolutely not" about, the next they might reblog a cat picture which makes you squeal with delight. you'll like some of their content, but not all. you'll agree with some of it, but not all. you might like progressively more of it as you spend time in their orbit - maybe they'll explain why they like the pairing or character in question and you'll think "huh, i've never looked at it like that" - or you might not. this is absolutely fine.

all of us - at one time or other - have made a black-and-white moralising pronouncement: people who think x are gross; people who like y are fucked-up, you'd never catch me doing z. and these pronouncements are different from our wider, societally-influenced moral codes - which are good things, otherwise we'd live in the purge - in that they're fundamentally ways for us to feel good about ourselves and our families and our friends by defining ourselves as better than a faceless other. we say "you'd never catch me reading that, it's foul" when we know [or think we know] that the friend we're talking to would agree with the statement. we are far less likely to say it if we know that the friend - whom we see as a human being who is beautiful in their imperfection and inherently worthy of love simply by virtue of being alive - was reading and enjoying that just the other day.

and so the best way to train yourself out of reflexively moralising ships or characters or tropes is to put a face to the faceless other who likes them. be intentional in sharing a space with fans of the stuff you feel uncomfortable with and, eventually, it just becomes background noise. you'll scroll on tumblr, say "well there we are, jane's written some more of her sirius/harry piss kink fic - although i'm not interested in clicking on it" and go on with your day.

because the other thing i think it's really useful to do is to train yourself into reframing your disgust as disinterest. there are plenty of things which i don't seek out to read - and some of these topics are completely benign and some are darker [i don't enjoy reading explicit non-con, for example] - but this is because i try to frame it as that i don't think these things would interest me.

this is still the maintenance of a personal comfort zone, but thinking of the content outside this zone as something you are disinterested in turns it into something neutral. when you think of it as something to be disgusted or grossed out by, it naturally provokes a visceral response which makes you look through a moral lens. thinking in terms of disinterest, instead, gives you sufficient detachment from this visceral response to recognise, interrogate, contextualise, and control it.

and - in time - this neutral reframing may result in you feeling more interested in taking the plunge into the ships and characters and stories you currently don't vibe with, once you don't have an instinctive disgust response as a barrier.

or it may not. and this is absolutely fine.

[philtstone]

for the writing meme - Juliet and Lassiter, platonic? :)

this pov is so wildly outside my comfort zone that im in the stratosphere rn and as such i have no idea how i feel about this. that said: tag for 4x09, aka shawn spencers horrible no good very bad day, ft. a scene i am convinced must have happened.

As if the rest of today hasn’t been horrifying enough, when Lassiter gets back to the empty hospital waiting room with the requested 9-p.m.-hail-mary-verge-of-collapse coffee and truly-unwieldy large-sized woman’s purse in his hands, O’Hara is blubbering.

Despite his partner’s bubbly exterior and inexplicable desire to speak with awful regularity about his feelings, she has, since first meeting, more than impressed him with her steel stomach, unflappable cool, and general fortitude in the face of evil, gore, and worldly destruction. Coming head on against the lowest scum of humanity’s underbelly has yet to have cracked her almost belligerent, cotton-candy-wrapped, peach-scented determination to take their job seriously, and it isn’t until right now, right at this exact miserable unfortunate second, that Lassiter realizes: 

Beyond a few stoic cases of Misty Eye and, admittedly, more than a few instances of dreamy girlish exuberance, he has never actually seen Juliet O'Hara cry.

As in, the Real McCoy. Unfiltered feminine waterworks. Mascara smeared down her face, perfect updo unraveling, exhausted, snotty, blubbery sobbing into her dainty little manicured hands.  

Oh, God. Oh, Jesus. Oh, Mary and Joseph and Christmas and Justice and everything in between.

Lassiter freezes with the coffee and the purse precariously in arm, his exhausted body wedged within the half-open door, and stares at her. 

She stares back, equally frozen. Her watery miserable bloodshot eyes, already in the realm of grotesquely-Disney-princess-flavored large, grow unbearably larger until they achieve the size of small and glassy bluebell colored dinner plates. 

“Oh! C-Carlton,” she squeaks.

Then sniffles.

Her chin is wobbling.

Horror he did not know he was capable of feeling clouds his general consciousness. Panic, borne of a fight-or-flight instinct ingrained into the hard edged fiber of his belligerent being since aged twenty, wells up rapidly within his chest.

Even when confined to an ICU bed with a bullet hole in his goddamn shoulder, Shawn Spencer is still capable of causing him problems. One of these days, Lassiter's going to lock the little twerp up in that smelly corner alcove underneath Dobson’s desk for a full forty-eight hours – maybe more! – just to teach him a lesson.

Except O’Hara would probably disapprove.

Which is exactly the fucking problem, isn’t it.

“O – O’Hara,” he manages to croak, before squeezing with an ungaining shimmy through the rest of the way into the room. He makes it two awkward steps forward before a slow and sad zzziiip sounds out and O'Hara's too-full purse and the tray of coffees in his hands flop forward and overbalance. Fumbling, he tries to fit all the indiscernibly woman-ish bits and pieces of her handbag back together into some semblance of organization so she doesn't think he's gone through her things while also balancing the coffees in his other hand. A tube of lipstick clatters to the floor while a disastrous bundle of frilly pink yarn tangles itself around his arm. He can hear the faint sound of a nurse paging someone over the hospital speaker system and the white lights of the waiting room grate against his eyeballs.

Who carries their knitting in their purse to a car chase?

… O’Hara, he supposes. O’Hara does that. He already knew this about her.

"Goddam -- goddammit."

“... Carlton?” she says again, querulously, in the smallest, most pathetic tone of voice he has ever heard emit from her smiley pink mouth. She looks flustered, almost afraid, like he wasn’t supposed to see her like this.

He probably wasn't. She'd forgotten her bag in the back of Guster's stupid little car, she said not ten minutes ago, and could he please go grab it when he went to get the coffee? She'd stay behind and get started on their ass-load of paperwork. That was the deal! The straightforward, simple deal. Basic series of steps. He'd had to go get the keys from Gus, who'd finally convinced the doctors to let them into the surgery room. Abigail sat beside him, pale and shaken but pleasant. Shawn was sleeping but fine. The purse was half-spilled against the backseat but there. The day was over but not really, because Lassiter had been waiting, hands itching with a vicious twitchiness he hasn’t felt in a long time, to get the hell out of Santa Barbara General so he could head to the station – a place of blessed and reliable familiarity – and book their miserable scum sucking lowlife rat bastard shit stick of a perp away for life. 

Lot of buts today, he thinks. It's a generally unhelpful thought.

“You – coffee – I – here –” He clears his throat, gives up, and lets the twirling trail of little crocheted flowers dangle sadly from his arm. Then he frowns, and straightens up. “O’Hara,” he says, loudly and a little too firmly.

She looks anguished. It’s terrible. 

“I d-didn’t mean – I w-was only just – I’m like, really tired? And sometimes when you’re tired, y-you just n-need to – to cry a little bit, but that’s not –! There’s nothing wron – it’s fine, I am – J-just because he said – and I can't even go in the - it’s not even th-that – n-none of this means – it’s just been a v-very – day, and –”

Somehow the panicked and incoherent babbling is worse.

“Jesus,” is all he can offer, still holding the purse out like a fool.

She squeezes her eyes shut, as if trying to block some horrible and mortifying memory out, and buries her face in her hands again, giving up on her explanation. Her cheeks are red, with embarrassment and probably exhaustion. Lassiter is exhausted, and he’d definitely feel embarrassed if he was her. His stomach churns with discomfort. As he lamely uses the yarn to blot at the dribble of coffee that’s transferred onto his rumpled tie, he notices that his shirt is stained. Dirt and gravel and just one smear of blood, right over his stomach, where Shawn’s hand fumbled as Lassiter and Henry helped him get upright and against the car's vaguely cushioned backseat while they waited for the paramedics. 

He’s not stupid, or blind, no matter what the rest of the world likes to presume sometimes. He knows that whatever juvenile attachment O’Hara has to the Great And Irritating Thorn In His Side goes beyond the platonic and has elbowed itself into something greater than the immature and saccharine attraction that was regularly horrifying and – only sometimes – mildly amusing. Spencer is an idiot; O’Hara is not. 

Doesn’t make any of today feel different, though. 

He feels his shoulders sag. He feels the adrenaline drain out of him. He feels a surge of strange, complicated protectiveness trip over its metaphorical feet and land face-first in the back part of his throat, angry somehow, on her behalf – it’s difficult to explain precisely why – and then, through some cosmic magic that Shawn would probably claim he can commune with and Carlton absolutely does not believe in, his mouth opens of its own accord and her name comes out a second time, with more gentleness than he knew himself genuinely capable of:

“Juliet,” he says. 

Still awkward, and stilted, but maybe three percent less of a disaster. He watches his partner’s – his friend’s – mouth snap shut in surprise. He watches her sniff, and look at him a little desperately, a little lost, like even she’s not sure what to do with whatever horrible and unavoidable human indignity just accosted them. 

Lassiter swallows painfully and casts around for something else to say.

“You – you want a ride home?” he finally lands on.

Thank God: she nods. Exhaling loudly, he holds his arm out and the door open while Juliet scrambles to her feet in those confounding heels and accepts her bulky purse and his poorly-delivered grace with simple, slowly-settling determination. Or maybe it’s just plain relief.

He can work with that, he thinks, before absently raising one of the coffee cups to his mouth and immediately choking on the awful bitter sludge that is her black, one Stevia order.

“Oh, Carlton, this is undrinkable,” he hears her croak beside him, in between his own disgusted spluttering. He wonders miserably if Karen’s already worked her way through the interrogation he was so looking forward to conducting. “You’re going to give yourself a heart attack twenty years premature …”

One of these days, he thinks again, wondering how many Tylenols it’ll take to kick the day’s headache. 

Spencer, chained to that desk armpit.

Forty-eight whole hours.

It’s a blissful fantasy that wouldn’t be possible if the man wasn’t going to be perfectly, one hundred percent alright, but that’s neither here nor there, just now; he said he would get his partner home.

The rest, he'll just have to figure out later.

[princessmisery666]

Daily Mixes Challenge - 2K follower celebration

I wasn't sure about doing a follower celebration as I'm quite sporadic with posting but I just surpassed 2K followers, I will be celebrating my birthday in May (the same day as Sam Winchester), and my blog will be turning 3 and I wanted to celebrate.

A multi-fandom challenge with no end date for sign ups or posting entries.

Music inspires me in my day to day life and as I have progressive hearing loss I listen to A LOT of music. I want to consume as much as I can before I can’t do it any more.

So my challenge is this: send me an ASK picking one of the below categories: 

Daily Mix 1

Daily Mix 2

Daily Mix 3

Daily Mix 4

Daily Mix 5

Daily Mix 6

Pop

R&B

Hip Hop

Dance

Rock

Metal

2010s

2000s

90s

80s

Chill

Happy

Upbeat

Romantic

Moody

I will hit shuffle on the corresponding Spotify playlist and give you the first song that plays. You then have to write a fic or create a mood board, aesthetic or piece of art based on that song or the feelings it gives you.

More Info below the cut.

I will make sure no one gets the same song.

For anyone who doesn’t use Spotify, it creates “made for you” playlists that are personalised to your tastes and they change from day to day. It changes DAILY, so I don’t know what song you could get. I listen to anything from cheesy pop to hardcore rock.

Info & Guidelines - cause no one likes rules: 

Fandoms I’m interested in but you can write for any fandom you wish. Supernatural, Marvel, Top Gun: Maverick, DC, Shadow & Bone, The Witcher, Outer Banks, Yellowstone-verse, Sons Of Anarchy. And probably more feel free to ask. 

Bonus points for: Sam Winchester/Jared Padalecki, Sam Wilson/Anthony Mackie, Erik ‘Kilmonger’ Stevens/Michael B Jordan, and Geralt/Henry Cavill.

MARVEL NOTE: I won’t read Tony Stark fics. He can be a supporting character but I won’t read anything that is centred around him. Sorry. I have a reason for this that I’m happy to discuss but it’s a bit dark and this is supposed to be fun.😉

Feel free to combine this with any other bingos/challenges you are partaking in if they allow the same. 

Can be fluff, smut, angst, kinks, crack, A/B/O, AU’s whatever floats your boat. Dark themes welcome. 

Any and ALL trigger warnings must be highlighted. I’ll step out of my comfort zone and read anything - except Tony Stark, paedophilia, necrophilia and scat play (don’t look it up).

Any and all ships welcome.

Can be reader insert, 1st/3rd person, OC or character’s POV. Whatever you prefer.

Fics can be any length, but PLEASE use a ‘keep reading’ line for long posts or fics over 500 words.

If the song you get doesn’t spark any inspiration, there’s no pressure to do it, and feel free to ask for another.

Can request as many songs as you want. 

You don’t have to be following me.

No end date for requests

No due date for entries.

Use the tag #666DailyMix so I can find it and don’t forget to tag me in your work.

Would appreciate a reblog for a signal boost

I will reblog all entries

I will create a master list and update whenever there is a new submission

[minnlahzz]

pokespe characters with a s/o that wears lolita fashion.

requested.

too lazy to color the pictures blue, but they look good either way so!! I chose my favorite characters, because I'm biased, but if you want to see more then give me another ask! again I'm biased, you'll see why I'm repeating this when seeing the length of each person

characters — platinum, y, silver and gold (I love him)

— PLATINUM

platinum is a pretty classy gal. she's a big fan of victorian and rococo fashion, because they show formality and royalty. (in some way)

when she saw you dress in this style, her eyes widened as if she saw the prettiest thing ever! (she did) she likes knowing more about your style, and would definitely wear it with you. platinum notices the details most people overlook, like the embroidery on the frills of the skirt or the colors of each piece of clothing you wear.

please do her makeup, it's a dream! she won't wash off her face at all, you'd have to tell her to take it off. if not platinum will watch you do your make up for hours.

platinum's born to a wealthy family, so she is STACKED. platinum pays for everything you buy, if you buy her one she'll melt like a vanillish on a summer day. (positive) she goes shopping alot, so she is more than happy to show you around the malls and the hidden treasures she's found in there. if the items you're looking for aren't there she commissions people to make them for you!

she is a ball of positivity, she'll encourage you to get out of your comfort zone and wear your style in public (if you dont already). if you're a coordinator she'll encourage you to wear your lolita outfits in performances, and will even help you plan them out as a person whose won 2 ribbons.

— Yvonne

she really didn't care much, if you like what you're wearing then she has no room to talk with what you like.

yvonne values individuality and wouldn't see you any different if you didnt wear your style, she genuinely admires what you do! she's pretty good with fashion, so if you want a critique with kind of broken ratings get yourself your own yvonne! "needs to be more boom–shakalaka", "more fluffy!", "that color doesn't match the top." okay maybe the last one was helpful, but everything else is just her talking without thinking.

she's definitely the best person on this list to shop with, she'll pick out outfits she thinks will look good on you. it's just that she rarely goes shopping, because she rarely needs new clothes or accessories.

yvonne sees this style all the time in the kalos region, and yet she knows little about lolita fashion. if you want, you can tell her terms, types of lolitas, she'll appreciate it even if it's not her really her thing. she appreciates the dedication you people do for your style.

she naturally has a chivalrous side to her, so she'll always offer to help you whenever you're struggling. yvonne is quick on her feet, when you're stepping out of vehicles, walking up or down stairs, walking on rocky ground she'll always offer a hand!

— SILVER

he's familiar with this fashion, having seen it in magazines, posters, and occasionally in the streets of the johto region. nothing too special in his eyes, he's been to alot of places, but he says you pull it off better than most. (he's totally unbiased)

silver has basic knowledge about this. lolita fashion aims to show elegance, so whenever he sees something that would fit your style he'd buy it or point it out if you're near him.

"hey, this looks fitting, do you want it?" he asked grabbing something from the shelf.

while he may not be overly expressive, silver is supportive in subtle ways. he'd buy you surprise gifts, (with the help of green) and would walk around the shops with you if you were looking for something to buy. another way he'd do this is by listening to you yap and yap without ever getting sleepy. he's an attentive listener, but he wouldn't talk over you during your yapping sessions unless you asked him something.

speaking of not being overly expressive he has his own way of complimenting you, silvers smooth with it and he doesn't even notice.

"this fashion style is about elegance and beauty right? you sure make it look effortless."

I think out of all of them, he'd give actual good (average) fashion advice if you asked him directly, despite him wearing literally all black. silver is pretty straightforward and blunt with his opinions, not outright mean though. "I think this looks better" and "maybe try this one?" the fits always turn out really neat!

— GOLD

the second he spots you he's instantly curious, he's seen this style before in johto but never really understood why they wore this stuff. he'll ask some pretty weird questions, or give backhanded compliments, but he's not insulting you in anyway! he finds it pretty cool.

"are you dressing up for a tea party"

"execuse me?" you answered, making him even more confused.

he's interested in the fashion, tell him the difference between the blouses, petticoats, either way it won't matter because he'll forget it and you'll have to remind him. sometimes he's probably just pretending to forget it, so that he can see you get irritated.

drowns you in compliments and words you didn't even know existed, he's just a boy inlove. gold will be your personal photographer! he's surprisingly good at taking pictures, and he'll show you the pictures afterwards gushing out about how cool you looked

like everyone else he's supportive of how you dress! he'll always reassure you that he and everyone else love your style. he's pretty laid–back and kind of mean sometimes, but he knows when to draw the line.

"do i look weird?" you asked him randomly as you guys took a walk, gold stops in his tracks, raises an eyebrow, and crosses his arms.

“weird? you kidding?” he takes a moment to look you over, and then grins. “nah, not weird at all—you look awesome! like, actually way cooler than half the people here.”

sometimes gold will stare at you doing your makeup like a lovestruck fool, just thinking to himself "a person like them is interested in a person like me? woah, jirachi has blessed me yet again" he's lucky to have you.

shameless, he's not scared to tell people "you see that? that's my s/o!" because he's proud, but if you don't like it don't worry he'll shut up.

[leiakenobi]

🎯 Do you have a writing milestone you’re working towards?

🔮 Any advice for writers working through burnout or writer’s block?

i'm interested in that last one especially just because you already talk me down from the edge CONSTANTLY with my burnout and writer's block and i think that's valuable shit that everybody should hear from you.

Fanfic Writer Ask Game

🎯 Do you have a writing milestone you’re working towards?

Writing is very much a compulsion for me, so I'm not generally motivated by milestones—I was excited when I hit 1 million words on AO3, but at this point I'm pretty much just like 🤷‍♀️ big milestones like that are kind of incidental.

What I am interested in is finding ways to push myself out of my comfort zone. I'm writing an original work for a fic exchange I'm in, and that's a pretty big deal for me because I find it very intimidating to do OCs and worldbuilding from the ground up. Even in my longfics I generally devote attention almost exclusively to the primary ship I'm writing about, and right now I'm in the very early stages of developing a Star Wars longfic that spends more time building out the secondary characters and their relationships with the leads. Maybe not milestones per se, but those are more the sorts of things I'm working toward these days.

🔮 Any advice for writers working through burnout or writer’s block?

First of all O bless u because I always worry about whether anything I have to say about burnout and writer's block is useful because I go through it somewhat rarely. Luckily(?) I am just coming out of a spot of block myself so I have some renewed thoughts about it that I'll throw under the cut because I have a lot to say. 😅

I think the biggest problem with burnout and writer's block advice is that a lot of it is presented as a one size fits all solution, but there are so many different things that it could be stemming from and your response really needs to change accordingly. I might tell one person to step away from their word processor for a few days in the same breath that I tell another person to push through the block and keep writing, all based on what I know about their process and their headspace.

But I think a lot of it comes from a question of whether you've been putting too much of yourself into writing at the expense of your other needs (which probably manifests in burnout) vs. whether you're putting too much pressure on yourself and the writing (which probably manifests in writer's block).

Now keep in mind that this is coming from an autistic person when I say: you probably will burn out if you hyperfixate on writing for too long. Even if it's your happy place, even if it's the thing that makes you feel like it's worth getting out of bed so you can sit at your computer and write, you can't make it your life. If you're trying to write and it's feeling harder than usual, do a mental health and general well-being check-in with yourself: when's the last time you went outside; what have you been eating lately; when's the last time you talked to a friend on the phone. Things like that. And if you don't like the answers? You probably need a few days off.

I'll also say that one of the biggest instances of burnout I've had in recent years was in summer of 2021, and honestly, after checking in with myself I realized a lot of that came out of the fact that I was writing with my audience in mind more than I was writing for myself. So if you're starting to feel burnt out, I also really think it's worth asking whether the thing you're writing sparks joy! And if it doesn't – even temporarily – it's okay to walk away from it.

Then on the other hand you've got writer's block. And I don't think it's the worst thing in the world to baby yourself a little bit if you've hit a patch of writer's block, especially because it might also be a product of burnout. Stepping away from a piece of writing for a few days it never a bad thing, in my mind.

But. The thing about writer's block? That's usually a you problem. It's something about your headspace that you need to move past, and usually something that comes from a place of perfectionism. Maybe the perfectionism is that you're putting too much pressure on yourself to keep to a schedule. Maybe it's that every word you put on the page feels wrong and you're too scared to go any further with those wrong words there. And if that's the problem?

Sure, take some time away from the doc if you need to. But find ways to keep writing, whatever that means to you—

(1) Maybe you switch to another story, or stories. My longest fic is this Star Wars fic that I started posting to AO3 in December 2020, but y'know when I started it? January. I got about 6k words in, realized that it was going somewhere else and the draft needed to be drastically revised, but I couldn't put my finger on how, so I tucked it away and reread it occasionally while mostly focusing on other stuff. I didn't properly pick it up again until October. It's a better fic for my decision to not push myself to keep writing right away, so sometimes stepping away is the right move.

(2) If you're stressed about a story that simply isn't moving as fast as you thought it would, reframe your goals around something smaller that feels more achievable—maybe just promising yourself that you'll sit with the doc for 20 minutes a day, or that you'll just shoot to add 100 words instead of 1000. (And learn to not beat yourself up for deleting words, too!) You can always keep going if you get into a rhythm.

(3) Look. Sometimes – sometimes – you need to bully yourself into writing anyway. Last month I got myself out of writer's block with this Hannibal fic I wrote for an exchange, and a lot of it was because I sat down one Saturday morning and promised myself that I'd write the shortest version that it could be while being a cohesive story that met the word minimum (300 words). That initial draft shaped out to be about 500 words (it ended on the line, "But as his shame ebbs away..." etc.). It wasn't what I wanted it to be yet, but I got the satisfaction of feeling like I'd completed it anyway. About a week later, I was able to come back to it with fresh eyes and turn it into the polished product that ended up on AO3.

I wanna acknowledge, here: a lot of this is based on intuition, and knowing your own needs as a writer. Trial and error might be necessary when you find yourself going through a creative rough patch. So genuinely, above all? If you're going through burnout or writer's block, be kind to yourself. Know that it happens to everyone on occasion, and that you're no less of a writer just for struggling. Know that your story ideas will be there when you're ready for them, and if you've lost interest in a story by the time you're back in a writing mode, it's okay.

[missjeanisims]

Fashionably Fabulous

Izzy Fabulous breathes fashion! Never one to blend in Izzy's style is eclectic & perfectly him. Don't let his bold personal style fool you, he can absolutely help you be your best self in any style. Plus his dog Givenchy is always around to provide comfort. Ready to step outside of your comfort zone & elevate your personal style?

Gallery ID: JELobo4

See below for side by side makeover and all of his outfits. For cc links, check out my spreadsheet located here.

FYI I couldn't find a few pieces, I think the posts got taken down (SORRY!)

CC Creators Used:

@pyxiidis, @aharris00britney, @ayoshi, @windenbro, @jius-sims, @kijiko-sims, Kuttoe, @makesims, @waekey, @its-adrienpastel, @christopher067, @dallasgirl79, @deetron-sims, @nords-sims, @golyhawhaw, @hi-land, @ladysimmercc, @ice-creamforbreakfast, @joliebean, Kara Sims 4 Mods, @littledica, @llumisims, @mauvemorn, @javitrulovesims, @nolan-sims, @nucrests, @miikocc, @okruee, @pralinesimss, @qrqr19, @rustys-ccc, @serenity-ccc, Simtzu, @squea, @tamo-sim, @ridgeportt, @trillyke, @wistfulpoltergeist, @yooniesim, @the-crypt-o-club

[polakonik]

Unit 1 Summary

In my opinion, the first unit was really exciting and it develops a variety of new skills in every student. Firstly, I really like the fact that our journey with theatre started by integrating games, since the whole class got to know each other better and we were way more comfortable around each other. Then we rated to create our mask which were done by using gypsum and vaseline. In my opinion, it was a great experience. Not only was it fun to do, moreover we developed our creativity, since after the mask ere fully done we had to create a short etude with them. Everyone had to think creatively, in order for our etude to be perfectly conducted. During the second unit we also learned more about the history and meaning of masks. Every group had to prepare a presentation about some era in history which used masks. Those presentations were really developing and for sure increased my knowledge about theatre. All of the preparations of masks, watching important movies about the use of masks and making presentation lead to creating the final of this unit - the etude. During this task each group had to create an etude basing on their knowledge about masks and using them. Every group prepared a quite interesting piece, which were fun to watch and sometimes even interactive - where the audience had to take part in the play. Although almost everyone was at least a little bit stressed about the fact that they need to speak in front of a big audience, all of us overcame that fear and we step out of our comfort zones. Those etudes made me feel really proud of my group, but the most i felt proud was of myself. I overcame my fears and expressed my feelings in front of everyone, while putting a lot o hard work into this task. Overall this unit was amazing and really developed my knowledge and skills. I can’t wait for the next unit😍

[b0zart]

@kurosmind my half of our trade :D hope you like these dorks being very much in love and happy!

[dragondemoness]

Hi it's 🌼 Anon! I was wondering if I could have Akane, Ryoma, Mondo, Chihiro, ultimate imposter, and Nekomaru with a S/O thats like Komi from Komi can't Communicate? I've started watching it and I'm on the third episode 😊. I really like it so far! I was spoiled by my friend but I don't mind spoilers tbh

So,

Komi is super popular for someone with severe socal anxiety. Both girls and boys are in love with her to the point that one of her classmates kidnaps her first friend and they find him in a closet. The girl has photos of her everywhere 💀 super creepy as hell tbh. She even eats a peice of her hair- 😭.

But in the first episode or the second, the main character says he'll help Komi complete her dream of having 100 friends despite her socal anxiety. And the main character realizes that Komi may come off as intimidating but she just has a very hard time communicating with people. She has these super cute hiccups 🥺 and she has almond shape eyes that are purple 😍 (she's hella pretty) in one of the episodes I watched, Najime (everyone in the animes childhood friend) sends her to get a drink from a cafe and she makes it there but because she's too nervous to talk, the barista(?) Gives her the wrong drink and she just takes it because she can't say it's the wrong order 😭. Then she starts tearing up when they take it out of the bag and it's the wrong one 💀 (the main character uses they/them pronouns for Najime so I'm doing the same lol)

Sorry if that's super long I really like it 😭 I wanna cosplay her so bad but I need money 😡

Hope your day is going good!

Hello 🌼 anon! I am so sorry this took forever, but I do hope you enjoy this!

Akane, Ryoma, Mondo, Chihiro, Ultimate Impostor and Nekomaru with an S/O Who’s Like Komi Shouko (Komi Can’t Communicate)

Akane Owari

She finds it cool how you’re so popular, despite your social anxiety

She is a little concerned about how everyone is in love with you, but as long as they don’t do anything weird, she isn’t too bothered about it

News flash: Someone did something weird!

She found you terrified because your friend was locked in a closet, and someone eats a piece of your damn hair-?

Yeah no, Akane is done

She knocks the mothereffers out and sends ‘em straight to jail

Damn Komi’s a player

Now she keeps a close eye on anyone who gets too close to you

She finds your 100 friends goal to be a little weird, but she’ll help you achieve it if you want

When it comes to your social anxiety, she doesn’t mind helping you, but she does want to help you step out of your comfort zone

She’ll push you a little on some occasion, but not too much

It’s only because she loves you, after all

When you came back from the coffee shop, teary-eyed because the barista gave you the wrong order and you couldn’t say it was wrong

She did comfort you, but she really wants you to work on it

But she still loves you all the same, don’t worry

Ryoma Hoshi

So you’re popular, cool

He’s honestly impressed you’re so popular despite your social anxiety

He also wants you to step out of your comfort zone, but he’s alright with helping you

He doesn’t always have a lot of patience though

It’s a little uncomfortable that so many girls and boys are in love with you, but he can tolerate it as long as they’re not creepy about it

Well, until they are

Then he’s sending them straight to jail

It pissed him off, honestly 

He also finds your goal to be weird, and he’ll try to help you, but he can’t promise to do a good job

Like I said before, he really wants you to step out of your comfort zone

Sometimes, he’ll straight up not help you to encourage you to talk to people

My dad’s done that to me before

Sometimes it does more harm than good

But he’s doing it out of love

The day of the “coffee shop incident,” he was a little irritated that you couldn’t tell the barista your order was wrong

But he understands it’s not easy for everyone

He still loves you all the same

Mondo Owada

You’re popular, which is cool I guess

He feels like being popular would get exhausting and annoying, but you do you

About your social anxiety, he doesn’t have any issues with it, but he also wants to push you out of your comfort zone a little bit

I feel like almost everyone would, honestly

Like Ryoma, he also doesn’t have the most patience

But anyway

He’s not a fan of so many people being in love with you, but he can tolerate it as long as they’re not weird

But then they are

He won’t hurt them if it’s a girl, but he’s still gonna get their ass arrested

He’s never gonna let that happen again

When they coffee shop incident happened, he found it a little silly, but understands it takes time

And he’ll help you however he can

Chihiro Fujisaki

He thinks you’re really cool and pretty

He wouldn’t want to be popular himself, but he loves that you are

If you enjoy it, of course

He gets a little insecure sometimes, what with having boys and girls in love with you

Makes him wonder if he’s enough for you

But you assure him that he is, and it makes him smile and hug you

But the day you had that incident with your friend and an obsessed weirdo, he was horrified

Was literally tearing up and clinging onto you

Now he has Mondo keep the creepos away from you

But anyway

He’s pretty shy himself, so he understands your struggles with talking to people

He doesn’t have social anxiety per se, but it can be difficult sometimes

He will help you the best he can though

On the day of the coffee shop incident, he just felt so bad for you

He’s had wrong orders before, but was often too shy to ask for a change

So he just held you and comforted you

He really does want to help you, because he understands how hard it can be

He just loves you so much~

Ultimate Impostor

He’s a little jealous of your popularity honestly

Due to his talent, he’s not the most popular person out there

But he’s not too bothered by it

Your social anxiety is a little frustrating though

He’ll do his best to help, but he wants to push you sometimes

For the most part, he doesn’t mind that so many people are in love with you

He does get a little self-conscious, but as long as you still love him, he can tolerate it

Except for the “friend-in-closet” incident, which pissed him the eff off

He had them arrested, and vowed to never let that happen again

Now like we said, he can get a little frustrated with your social anxiety sometimes

Like the coffee shop incident, but he didn’t get too angry about it

It can be hard, but he does want to help you

Even if he pushes you, it’s only because he loves you

Nekomaru Nidai

He thinks it’s cool that you’re popular

It did surprise him that you had social anxiety, but it doesn’t bother him

He doesn’t mind helping you, and he has much more patience than Mondo or the Impostor

He does push you sometimes, but he is gentler about it

He doesn’t mind that people are in love with you, as long as they don’t try anything

When they do, he is not happy

He’s not throwing hands, but he is throwing them in jail

Never gonna let that happen again

After the coffee shop incident, he couldn’t even be upset with you

It just made him want to help you even more

Because he loves you

[tsudelune]

hello im back.. did u miss me🥺 probably one of my last requests for you since ion wanna pressure you, what about akito or touya with a s/o that can't communicate well? they can only communicate well online ♫♫ thanks in advanceee!

'' secrets i have held in my heart , are harder to hide than i thought ,,

- akito shinonome x reader, touya aoyagi x reader

a/n : hi hi hi! i know it’s like...august now, i’m working on requests a bit now since i can use my computer, so i’ll be responding and working on these in present time...anyway, you can always request, just only when my request box is open. you don’t have to worry about pressuring me. i just did both of the boys, doing god’s work rn (/j) sorry if it’s short...

warnings : none!

style : hc style (bullets)

- akito doesn’t mind that you can’t communicate well.

- whenever you have issues trying to talk to others, he won’t mind stepping up for you. akito is headstrong after all.

- he’ll need a little time to notice your patterns, when you get uncomfortable and those signs.

- he’d do the most sweetest things to comfort you in the moment. hold your hand, pat your head, anything.

- akito would sometimes push you to talk to others. (ok akito.) he’d want you to step out of your comfort zone a little.

akito, with a smirk : *pushes you in front of him*

y/n, in their mind, passive-aggresively : YOU PIECE OF SHI-

- of course, if you feel uncomfortable, he’s not one to be shy to step up for you!

- i’d feel like he’d be really considerate and thoughtful about this, but never shows it...cold yet caring i suppose.

- anybody who dares to come up to you and bully you, they’re done for.

- he’s like already STARING into them.

- they don’t ever try to annoy you with akito by your side.

- whenever you’re a little shy to tell him something, he has his phone ready. akito’s WAITING for that text.

- if it’s something around the edges of “i love you”, akito starts a wildfire (pt2). 

- bonus points if you start teasing him with your voice. akito gives up.

- once in a while, you can get frustrated at yourself for not being able to communicate well, even to your lover.

- akito understands, and tells you that there’s no need for you to rush. he thinks that taking your time and trying your best is enough.

- either you talk to him online, or offline, he still loves you in everyway!

- touya understands, and like akito, doesn’t mind. 

- after all, touya is also misunderstood for being blunt in his conversations with others. 

- when you get anxious to talk to someone, he’ll hold your hand and rub his thumb on it, in a way to comfort you. 

- i feel like touya would be (as always) such a gentle boy with you. he loves you a lot and he doesn’t want you to ever feel uncomfortable.

- he’d (gladly) scare those that are giving you a hard time.  (he might actually like doing it LMFAO)

- if he doesn’t scare them away, he just. he just grabs you by the hand and walks away. like..what?

touya, absolutely FED UP with (the person that’s bothering you)’s bs : *aggresive hand holding and muttering crap-talking them*

y/n, smiling while sweatdropping : so this is how touya’s like when mad...haha...ha...

- touya would apologize if the sudden contact made you uncomfortable. but...you don’t really mind, right?

- touya will gladly step up for you, just give him the sign! (eye glance, anxious motions, yk the deal)

- he really cares about you, never wants to see you sad or discouraged.

- when you tell touya that you need to tell him something through text, he nods his head and takes his phone out. STARING AT THE SCREEN. WITH PUPPY EYES.

- you can’t help but not send the message to admire his face a little bit...

- touya is still waiting for that message btw...!!

- if you decide to tell him, “i love you” he...goes blank. completely, blank. 

- touya would blush and just immediately run over for a hug (IM SOBBING I LOVE HIM)

- no matter what, he loves you all of the time!

[bonkers-4-hatter]

Anon asked: Hi! LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE your blog! Can you please write some fluffy relationship headcanons of Ace and Law having a chubby s/o? Thank you so much for the blog and your writing! The writing makes me feel better with my body because I usually see that most "readers" have the perfect body. It's nice to see people who have bodies like me❤️

Fluffy headcanons, of course anon dear! I’m happy that my writing makes you feel better hun! I hope you enjoy these headcanons!

-If you enjoyed this work, please consider buying me a coffee.

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Portgas D. Ace

He’s your personal hype man! For real, even before you both got together, he was always hyping you up when it came to your outfits and would even encourage you to step out of your comfort zone and try new things.

Now that you both have been dating for some time, he’ll always hype you up and now he’ll even buy you pieces he’d like to see on you. 

Loves to use your thighs as pillows and will just plop himself down on them when he gets sleepy.

Honestly, he’ll use any part of you as a pillow. You’re so soft and your warmth and softness brings him a sense of comfort.

He tries to be romantic and surprise you with things, like the one time he tried to cook breakfast for you, which ended up with him burning the food to a crisp, but it was the thought that count.

Very affectionate with you, even in public. Sweet kisses to your lips, cheeks, hands around your waist and lower back, the man just needs to have hands on you if he doesn’t it’s just not right.

Man will pick you up and if you say he can’t, he takes that as a challenge! Honestly just likes to have you in his arms, he’s strong and having you in his arms makes him happy and it reminds him that you really are there with him and that’s something he doesn’t want to let go of.

Trafalgar D. Law

Leaves presents for you in your shared room. From little trinkets he noticed you staring at, to outfits that you looked or or even ones he wants to see you in. He knows what looks great on you and he wants you to embrace it.

Man is usually stressed out and you’re his only relief. Having you in his hold on your guys’ bed, his hands caressing your curves and rolls as you run your fingers through his head. You’re his relaxation, his haven.

Favorite place to lay his head on you his your chest because he can hear your heartbeat and that lulls him to sleep most of the time.

Doesn’t like to be public with his romantic gestures and thinks it should just be between you both. He’ll surprise you with breakfast in bed when he can, keep you in bed on those rare days he sleeps in and other sweet gestures. 

Doesn’t show PDA, he saves those kisses and affection for behind closed doors. He thinks those are actions only for you both, not everyone else’s eyes. The only time he’ll show any PDA is if someone is coming onto you, that’s when he’ll throw an arm around your waist and pull you close.

He’ll sling you over his shoulder when he needs to and even pick you up. If he needs to do it, he will no matter how much you protest. He does smirk a bit when you pout and complain on his shoulder. He just gives your bottom an affectionate slap and he’s on his way.

Is very protective of you. He’ll slice his way through anyone that tries to hurt you. You’re his everything and he’ll be damned if you’re taken away from him.

[thesunshinebunny]

Can I ask for the dorm leaders reacting to their S / O asking them to join them in the shower for the first time???

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, oooookkkk, I can see what you did there dear anon.

In my great humble imagination, I'd like to take a dip in the huge bathtub that Kalim surely has in Scarabia. Let me dream, I like to relax in big bathtubs with foam, bubbles, music and incense. Before we begin, I warn you that all characters are +18.

Let’s goooooooooooooo

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Riddle

Oh dear, you don't know what you just did.

It was a decent proposal to be honest, you just wanted to spend a quality moment with our Queen, but I think the smoke got into his head.

"Riddle, I'm going to take a shower, would you like to join me?"

Puff red as a tomato and about to explode.

You stared at him in disbelief, until you realized your words. Maybe Riddle wasn't ready for that big step.

You entered the bathroom alone, but not before asking for forgiveness.

Now you left Riddle alone with his thoughts, that's much worse.

Your intention was to take a short shower, but with the event that had just occurred, you were eating your head as the water ran down your body.

The longer it took you to get out, the more your anxiety ate you up inside. You would have panicked if you hadn't heard the door open and close almost inaudibly.

Riddle stepped into the shower, standing behind you and circling your waist.

"Please don't turn around, it's still too embarrassing for me, but I can't help but feel calm right now"

Neither of you spoke or moved the rest of the time you stayed in the shower, even forgetting to wash properly. But that 'mistake' was the beginning of multiple long shared showers.

Leona

The lazy lion here wasn’t in his plans to get into the water, much less shower. If you had asked getting into the lounge’s pool, maybe he would have considered it.

He just lay on his bed, about to fall asleep, not caring about your figure in the middle of the room. He didn't care that you were getting irritated every second.

"I don't have the need to bathe, go alone"

He heard you leave and thought he was going to sleep peacefully before you get out of the shower… until an impact on his head dislodged him.

You had thrown dirt all over his hair, spreading over his chest and the bed.

“Now you have a reason to shower. You're dirty"

I recommend you to run to the shower, because the look Leona gave you… I highly doubt that you will make it out alive.

Arriving at the threshold, Leona grabbed you by the legs, placing you on his shoulder and getting under the faucet.

This fucker turned on the shower without letting you remove your clothes first, ending up drenched.

"Ah, my mistake, I think you're a little wet. Let me take off your clothes"

The malicious smirk on his face didn’t give you confidence, and didn’t disappear even when you were both naked under the water.

“You have courage to fill me and my bed with dirt, did you want to take a shower? Now you are going to clean me"

Ah… worth it?

Azul

Did he hear you well? Do you want to take a shower with him?

Oh dear sea witch, help him, he is about to have a neurism.

Azul wasn’t against your proposal itself, he was very concerned about his physique.

And what if you don't like what you see? would you are disappointed? And if it disgusts you to look at him naked or semi naked?

Thousands of questions ran through his head, making it impossible for him to give you an answer. If you looked closely, you might even see smoke coming out of his ears from the gears in his head moving; even tears were threatening to leak out of his eyes.

You placed your hands on both sides of his face, "Come with me"

You guided him into the bathroom, placing him under the shower head. You let go of your octopus and turned on the hot water before he could say anything.

Both were burned by the touch of the hot water, even Azul wanted to get out of there, but you stopped him by wrapping your arms around him.

The warmth of your arms on his torso made his heart skip a beat. He never thought he was going to be able to have this kind of intimacy with you, and I'm not talking about nudity.

It was literally like being in the rain in the middle of the courtyard, but in solitude inside Azul's room ... rather in his bathroom ... with clothes that were beginning to cling to the body.

"Do you feel better? Do you think you're ready to take off your clothes and really give us a hot shower?"

Azul never said a yes so fast in his life.

Kalim

A shower? A simple shower? What is that? Kalim only knows how to take big baths in tubs that could be the size of a house.

Either way he said yes, don’t be alarmed.

Wasting no time, he led you to the bathroom in his room, which you could swear was the same dimensions as the bedroom, apart from being very resplendent.

Kalim was very respectful at all times, he gave you your time to undress, he wasn’t invasive and he turned around when you asked him and thus enter the water.

Our sun here took the trouble to decorate the bathtub when you weren't looking, now the whole place was decorated with incense and scented candles from the Land of Hot Sands.

Even if you walked carefully, you might come across a few gold coins on the marble floor of the tub.

All very beautiful, but I think I would be very overwhelmed with such extravagance. And that is also your case, it’s better to tell Kalim directly.

Like before, don't worry, Kalim would understand your feelings a 1000% and if closing your eyes for the entire bath time makes you feel better, then Kalim would be willing to snuggle you on his chest and wash your head himself.

He ’s a gentleman, what can I say.

But, if you feel comfortable with all that, then I advise you to start a bubble war. Who said bathing with your partner has to be serious?

"Take care of your bubble ammunition, you wouldn't want to be left with nothing and for me to tickle you"

You made a mess in the whole bathroom, be careful when you leave, there is soap and water everywhere.

Vil

Oh no no no, dear, no dear.

One does not shower with Vil, one BATHES with Vil.

Like Kalim, Vil takes his bath quite seriously. He needs to follow his skin routine very meticulously and for that he needs oils, essences and… other things that my poor ass couldn't buy all the time, even if I wanted to.

His bathtub is not as gigantic as Kalim's, but it is much larger than average.

If for any reason you are embarrassed to bathe naked, don't panic. Vil has exclusively for you a bathrobe that you can use in the water, and one for him too obviously.

Prepare for a full-body massage session. The oils are not for decoration, they are to soften the skin and Vil would give the best massages of your life, you cannot argue with me

By the way, you also wash your hair with an equally expensive shampoo. There is no middle ground here: either you take a simple shower in your bedroom, or you go big with Vil.

That reminds me, the moment you take the first bath with this Queen of beauty, you have just signed a contract (not one of Azul's) in which it stipulates that from now on, every day you will bathe with it, end of discussion.

Vil may at first have been a bit ecstatic to the idea of ​​you giving him massages with his special oil and washing his hair; he has a very meticulous routine that he adheres to to the letter and your inexperienced fingers would not do enough magic.

Buuut, nothing like a good class in the middle of the bathtub to give good results.

In summary, taking a bath with Vil is like having a full day at the Spa, completely free ... well, almost free 😉

Idia

Idia.exe stopped working.

Jokes aside, Idia stopped reacting for a few seconds, he didn't even remember to breathe.

I can't tell if Idia is one of that kind of weeb that doesn't bathe, I want to believe that he does, please make me believe that he does, I implore you

Taking a shower with Idia can be a bit… embarrassing, mostly on his part. He isn’t used to so much human contact and that you ask him for such a proposal, is to get out of his comfort zone.

Nor could I tell if, when in contact with water, Idia's hair would evaporate, like the scene in Hercules blowing Hades’s head XD.

If so, it would be a lot of fun to watch, but you would have to reassure him because he would surely be much more embarrassed.

If that's not the case, maybe he would be around as long as the intimacy last with red hair, someone at some point mentioned Idia with red hair and now I can't help but imagine it

Many caresses from your part, hugging his torso from behind. Like Riddle, he would surely not be prepared to look at you for the first time or for you to see him.

Trie to calm the waters by asking him about his new inventions.

Also avoids telling Ortho all this bamboleo. He is too pure for this type of situation, let's not fill his head with indecent images of his brother.

Malleus

What a peculiar proposal, but it will be honored without a doubt.

He may have asked Lilia for instructions to abide by your proposal as well as possible… and Big Bear Mama Lilia may have asked him thousands of questions about it, perhaps embarrassing him a bit, but we will never know.

I have a slight suspicion that Malleus has a very rococo-style bathroom, in dark colors, but not necessarily black and green, do you understand?

Did you know those old tubs, from the Marie Antoinette years? Well, Malleus has one. He also has a shower, but to be honest, I see Malleus as a passionate lover, so the shower wouldn’t be in the game.

But, if you feel uncomfortable with the bathtub because it seems too much or you can’t step in (because, let's face it, hardly a person enters in that marble piece of furniture) then Malleus has no problem using the shower.

Whatever your decision is, the moment will be magical, and I mean it very seriously.

Our dragon daddy here would invoke any kind of magic to make the evening more enjoyable, like the little lights that fly around when Malleus is about to appear or disappear.

I recommend you don’t go around telling your intentions of take a shower with Malleus, we know that a certain lemon green hair is hanging around the corridors and he wouldn’t hesitate to listen to a conversation that has his young master as it’s center.

An uncomfortable moment if Sebek enter the bathroom screaming as always, demanding an explanation as to why a simple human is bathing with his young master.

[jjuzoir]

Azami, Taichi, Masumi and Juza with a clingy and affectionate S/O

request: “hi! can i request hcs of azami, taichi, masumi, and juza with a s/o that is clingy and affectionate?” from anon

a/n: hi anon^^ this request was so cute, i really enjoyed working on it;; thank you sm for requesting! since it’s so long and over 1k Taichi, Masumi nd Juza are below the “read more”!!

Word Count: 2125

— Azami

- With him... he’s okay with you being emotionally affectionate; he actually finds it kind of cute. Seeing the person he likes fuss over him and get excited, it’s one of the few times you’ll see his guard almost completely down.

- While he might deny it if outright stated, Azami is affection-starved and he didn’t really know it until you two started dating. He unknowingly sponges up all the love you give him and he doesn’t even realize the effect you have had on him until Shifuto calls him out on it, he’ll get flustered and deny it but the next time you’re together and he sees how you’re with him and processes how you make him feel and how nice it is... he can’t help the soft blush that tints his cheeks.

- He may find it embarrassing though, especially if you’re super blunt about it too - it always catches him off guard and it may lead to some teasing if you’re both alone. Don’t get him wrong though, he grows to love it a lot. He’s just not used to it and his response might be kind of stiff or may come off as him scolding you or joking, but the look of shyness and appreciation in his eyes gives him away.

- In the clingy aspect, at first he might find it bothersome, I won’t lie, but eventually your presence kind of becomes reassuring to him. It’s something he’ll need a lot of warming up to but eventually he does come to appreciate it, though it is in his nature to want to be alone every once in a while - so he might need you to step back every so often.

- The one thing he might get weirded out by is physical touch, he’d been taught that it’s something only married couples do (like: hand holding, hugging, k-kissing and stuff!) so if you’re more of a physical lover he’ll probably oppose many things at first, sorry!

- Eventually, with some time and coordination (and tons of patience) he might warm up to holding hands, mainly pinkies, and hugs. Kissing is still too much for him, and even a little peck to his hand has him blushing and stuttering, calling you a perv but he can’t hide the small smile that crawls onto his features when he looks over the area you kissed later that night. I will warn you that this stage will need a lot of work from both you and him, a lot of reassurance and understanding from your part, to get to - and he still might be kind of reserved. And depending on how much your physical affection matters, it could even put a strain in your relationship.

- Overall, Azami kind of grows fond of how clingy and affectionate you might be, especially since he often felt extremely lonely when he was younger, he’s still highly aware of what is and isn’t in his comfort zone and he isn’t afraid to let you know, don’t expect him to be very affectionate or touchy either, - but as more time goes on, he becomes more open to more types of affection.

- To him, though, he probably enjoys being able to have you around him, you’re special to him and while it is new he isn’t completely against adapting.

–– Taichi

- Oh god, he’s exactly like you! He was always kind of worried he was going to be a bit much in a relationship but after he realizes your love languages are kind of similar he’s ecstatic!

- Nano himself can be clingy, so you being clingy too really isn’t a problem at all. In his case, he’s always wanted a S/O who could make him feel cool and who he could be cool for, like he wanted someone he could protect and be there with, you know? And having you be so affectionate with him really makes him feel cool and appreciated.

- He’d been afraid that maybe his attitude might’ve been to much, he’d been told he was always so extra and loud with him emotions he was afraid it might end up creating an uncomfortable situation, Taichi is the type of person who doesn’t really like keeping his feelings bottled up (unless he deems that it may end up worsening or badly affecting the situation), and he wants to be honest with his S/O.

- So you being clingy really couldn’t be better, in a way Taichi wants to be wanted, he’d been ignored for so long that the idea that the person he likes doesn’t only like him back (to the point you’re actually in a relationship with him, something he might struggle understanding sometimes) but also enjoys his company so much they go out of their way to be with him? He might tear up a bit as he realizes you care about him so much.

- So he really doesn’t mind, if anything I can see it actively benefiting the relationship!

- Much like Azami, he absolutely absorbs all the affection you give him - it’s almost like an energy boost to him. Things like little cheek kisses or simple words of encouragement really get him pumped up, his favorite energizer would be you calling him cool.

- If you’re a physical lover, Taichi would probably short circuit, honestly, your touch - no matter how small - really ends up flustering him; he loves it, don’t get him wrong, but it’s the sort of thing he won’t get used to it no matter what or how long you’ve been together.

- Since you’re so similar in expressing yourselves, you’d actually kind of be reassuring Taichi things were going well. He really values and needs reassurance often, and it may sound annoying on paper but keep in mind he’s been ignored and pushed aside most of his life while all he wanted was to be likes, so having you be so clear - making your feelings known to him like that, in a way he really can’t deny their existence really makes him feel safe and loves. And really, that’s all he’s ever wanted. Not that he wouldn’t feel safe if you weren’t, but this type of approach is the one that Taichi is more responsive to. He can’t bring himself to doubt you knowing how upfront you are about your feelings, there’s always been a small voice in his head telling him he’s not good enough and being with you leaves him with no choice but to understand you actually love him and you won’t leave him behind.

- You really won’t ever catch him not smiling when it comes to you, just your presence alone makes him smile, especially when he knows you enjoy it too!

- Overall, he really won’t mind - it’s actually the sort of attitude that would make him feel safe and loved in a relationship. Nano really couldn’t realistically want more in a relationship.

— Masumi

- He’s naturally always melting like ice cream every time you’re near, but with how affectionate you are? He’s always a little puddle of mush on the floor.

- Much like the other two, Masumi is affection starved to the absolute max; with his parents always abroad and his grandma only being able to do so much, he can’t help but swallow every piece of attention and love thrown his way.

- It’s kind of sad, in a way, how dependent Masumi becomes of you. Your behavior is everything he ever wanted in his life, and knowing that you of all people are the one who’s supplementing the affection he so desperately wants makes him oddly emotional.

- It really wouldn’t be uncommon for him to

- He couldn’t be happier that you’re clingy, as he himself is nothing short of it either, having you around keeps Masumi energized and determined to do better. While he naturally strives to become better, knowing you’re there makes that desire tenfold. If it was up to him, you’d probably be joined by the hip forever.

- Masumi is really reliant on you when he’s feeling down, he might not show it much (and when he does it often sounds silly and people tend to laugh it off) but he’s a highly emotional kid, more often than not he finds himself feeling alone and scared, and it’s during these moments he’s grown to need you the most.

- Even simple things mean the world to him. He remembers everything, even small actions like holding your hand while walking down the street or you telling him you love him while you’re watching a movie together, you might not even realize how much all of that means to him and honestly, he couldn’t be happier if he tried.

- He’s absolutely whipped, he’d be more than happy to have you there with him forever.  There really is no way to win against him, though, no matter how clingy you think you are he always finds a way to be clingier.

- He’s a natural romantic too, so even if you don’t really expect it, get ready for him to outdo you with his gestures; they might be ridiculous even for your standards but just know he’s doing his best and this is genuinely how he thinks things work.

- You’d be the couple that’s always holding hands and hugging, it’s so cheesy everyone is jealous of how in love you two are (Tsuzuru might have written a couple of romance scripts based on you two that got called out for being too cheesy by Masumi himself and no one had the heart to tell him it was literally based on him and you).

- Overall, he couldn’t be happier - Masumi loves you and the way you express yourself in the relationship and he is so, so thankful for everything, even the small things, he can’t think of anything he’d want more in the world than be with you.

— Juza

- He gets so shy, oh my god… he can’t help but ask you if you’re sure you want to be so lovey dovey with him.

- For a very long time he won’t understand why you’d want to be so openly affectionate with him, aren’t you afraid of being seen with him and someone getting the wrong impression?

- Keep in mind this is probably also Juza’s first relationship so please be patient with him, though, while he definitely loves it he needs time to get used to it (he doesn’t take as long as Azami but he isn’t as natural with it as Taichi).

- He’s very shy and kind of insecure when it comes to your relationship, but eventually he’ll get used to the fact you do love him and you do want to be with him and that you don’t intend on leaving him; Please assure him he’s not some sort of scary guy.

- While he does enjoy having you cling to him, something he often finds cute and endearing (which leads to Banri making fun of him and the two fighting) he’s a total goner for sweet words and actions.

- Especially things like holding his pinkie or tracing patterns on his hand he melts, he’s gone - you’re too sweet even for him.

- Juza isn’t used to affection or touch, so having someone like you is a very big change from what he’s used to.

- He’s totally stiff at first but he’d also like, hold your hand a bit tighter if you tried pulling away. He enjoys it but he doesn’t know what to do about it, to many people’s amusement.

- So while he might be kind of awkward at first about it, he genuinely enjoys having someone caring like you around. Makes him feel loved and nice, you know?

- He’ll also try to return your affection in his own way, which mostly translates as him trying to take care of you via protecting you from harm/people (Banri) or giving you sweets or food that reminds him of you.

- It’s very cute to see though, how such a scary looking guy seems to turn into a puddle of mush and love whenever you come and hug him; it’s a sight for sore eyes, really.

- He’s not a very talkative guy but if you stick to him enough he’ll definitely start opening up faster, think of it as speedrunning that aspect of your relationship if you will.

- He might not say it often because he’s scared he’ll sound creepy but he genuinely loves the way you are so much, it makes him feel small in a weird way but also loved. You definitely become a calming, almost down to earth presence in Juza’s life.

- While he may not be too vocal about his fondness, he quickly grows to love how much love you seem to have for him, with you becoming a rock for him to settle on when he’s feeling down. Juza really, really just loves the way you are a lot.

[gaysimpsstuff]

I love your writing so much !! 🤍🤍💘💕🤍💕🤍💕🤍 can I request a drabble for hawks with an s/o who has an angel / winged quirk but is scared of heights. whenver they start to fly they get scared and drop like a weight 😔 maybe him catching them during an accident where they had to fly or helping them face their fear ?

Oooh that sounds lovely! Here you go, anon, I really hope you enjoy this one! I had a bit of trouble writing this, but I found a way!

Hawks + Angel Y/n + Acrophobia

Genre: Hurt/comfort, fluff

Type: drabble

Word Count: 840

Summary: Y/n, who’s quirk gives them wings, is ironically petrified of flyng. It takes some time, but with the help of their loving boyfriend Keigo, they learn to soar.

Warnings: acrophobia, flying, heights, mentions of death and bodily harm, peer pressure, panic attack themes, 

Other: I ended up changing it a little so it’s not specifically an angel quirk as I would write one, but just a quirk that gives the reader wings. Other abilites could include angel-like things, but the most important thing for this fic is the wings.

Fluff Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0

Please double check if requests are open before requesting. This was made while requests were still open.

“No way.”

“You’re technically a bird, like me, you should just try it!”

“Nuh-uh. Not happening. I can’t fly.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

It wasn’t often that you argued with Keigo, your boyfriend, but when you did it was usually about what movie to watch.

Oh... I guess maybe you argued every other night then...

You’re real fights all played out a bit different than those petty squabbles. 

Your wings.

Your quirk was called Angel. One of the many things your quirk gave you were cotton white wings, softer than alpaca wool. Your wings had been what attracted Keigo to you in the first place. 

He probably expected to be able to go flying with you, but instead it turned out that you had acrophobia, AKA fear of heights. Which meant you were grounded, so unlike the bird or angel he knew you were.

You knew he just wanted to help you get past your comfort zone, that he wanted to show you how amazing it was to fly, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to take the literal next step, off the side of a building.

Keigo’s wings flapped as his body hovered just over the edge of the building. One hand rested lazily in his pocket while the other grapsed your hand, well more like you clung onto his palm for dear life while he just flopped it around.

“Can’t!” you exclaimed, tears swimming in your eyes, the warm salty water preventing you from seeing your boyfriend’s sunny smile. “I can’t fly, Keigo! I’ll fall, I will I will! I’m not like you, I know I’ll fall!”

“You won’t fall. You’ve got the wings, and they’re even bigger than mine (jealous as I am about that), plus your tail feathers are strong. You. Will. Fly.” he assured you, thumbs rubbing against your knuckles. 

“No I won’t!” you cried, chest heaving as you struggled to breath. “I’ll fall, and- and every single bone in my body and it won’t be a clean break, they’ll all shatter into a million pieces and no one will be able to put them back together and I’ll be just like Humpty-fucking-Dumpty and-”

“Hey.” you hiccuped, feeling skin on your face as Keigo held your cheek in his hand, wiping away some of your tears. “Even if you fall, which I promise you won’t, I’ll be here to catch you. I’m not the fastest for nothing, okay?” He tugged your face close to his, lips pressing against yours softly as he brushed your tears away.

“Okay...” you whispered. “I trust you, Keigo.” He nodded, slowly pulling away from you. You spread your wings, flapping them lightly. The hand on your face moved down to your other hand, holding it tightly.

You slowly started to flap your wings harder, feeling them scoop up the air beneath them and lifting your body a little each time. You watched Keigo’s face lift into a bright smile.

“That’s it, yeah you got it! Just put a little more strength into those thrusts and you’ll hover!” you nodded, heart thundering between your lungs. Your wings already burned from the foreign strain you were putting on them.

You felt the concrete beneath your shoes slowly drifting away, your wings tugging you upwards slowly. You sucked in a breath, slowly gaining confidence, increasing the strength of your flaps.

Your body jerked forward, your wings and tail shooting out to try and balance you. Your mind flashed through images of the ground zooming towards your face.

Oh wait, that was just Keigo’s shirt. 

The weightlessness disapeared as the bottom of your tennis shoes pressed against the concrete roof of the building again, Keigo helping you take a step back off the bump and onto the flat surface.

You could feel a rumbling in Keigo’s chest, where your face was pressed against. One of his hands buried itself in your hair, the other cupping your chin as he dipped down to press another kiss to you.

“You did such a great job!” His wings were flapping lightly as he purred. “I’m so proud of you, not everyone is willing to do that, you’re real brave!” A small smile inched its way onto your face.

“Really?” your voice was quiet and shaky, your wings puffed up.

“Yes! So brave, I’m so proud! You’re my little Angel, my little Angel who’ll fly with me one day!” you giggled, swaying back and forth a little.

“Can we stop for today?”

“Of course! You did a great job, sweetie, and I don’t want to overstress you. You good to try again tomorrow?”

“Mhm!”

“Great! How did it feel?”

“It was... weird. My wings felt to heavy, but the rest of me was floating. It was hard, but really freeing.”

“It’s so much better when you’re way up in the air!” Keigo sighed, looking up at the sky.

“Ahaha- maybe later, Kei.” 

“Of course.” He looked at you again, beaming with pride. “I love you, Angel~”

“I love you too, Birdie~”