#i want to give you and the other kiss anon nicknames but idk what

[venusbby]

haiii idk if ur doing rq but-

can u pls do bllk bois with their kids and wife🙏maybe them attending a game or going out and the public/media recognises them or something and blah blah blah they become the talk of the town cuz of their resemblance or something like that🤷‍♀️idk just a suggestion, it's entirely up to u. i just want some fluffy family moments😭

do whoever u want and can, and it's a-okay if u can't or don't wanna do it😭👍

p.s if u end up doing it can u pls give the kids names🥹

ok i'll stfu now🫶

family time !!

🍂 characters/pairings: itoshi sae, mikage reo, itoshi rin x reader (seperate ofc)

🍂 warnings: ages of the kids are not specified (sorry idk how kids work sorry), nicknames like "ma" and "mommy" and "mom" used for reader, sae is the best hubby ever, reo is spoiling his daughter left and right, rin almost curses (almost!!), mention of paparazzi in rin's part, reader tears up a little at the end of rin's part (not angst, don't worry)

🍁 note: here u go anon!!!! im so so so sorry for making you wait for so long. your idea was adorable!!! i hope this makes up for it <3333 thank you for requesting. also i don't know the first thing about kids. like i genuinely don't know what 7 year olds are like. its so funny. pls help anyways enjoy

🍁 what would it be like to have a family with.... ITOSHI SAE?

"kenji, let's stay quiet."

"but... why? it's morning."

"because your mom is sleeping, and we shouldn't disturb others when they're sleeping."

oh, how difficult it was to keep your lips pressed in a straight line and keep your breath steady— when you could clearly feel two pairs of eyes on your sleeping form. sleeping on your side while facing these two was such a challenge.

sae's voice was incredibly low as he spoke to your son, words coming out raspy from how hard he tried to avoid waking you up. the constant shuffling of your son in the middle of the bed made your hands itch with the urge to ruffle his hair, even when your eyes were closed.

you felt another shift, this time a gentle finger pushing away a strand of your hair behind your ear. you'd recognise the touch anywhere, anyhow.

"ma is really pretty." you heard kenji mumble quietly. (that too at the softest volume ever, because he listens to his father and definitely wouldn't want to interrupt your sleep.)

"she is very pretty," sae sighed, staring at your relaxed face, eyes trailing from your eyelashes to your slightly parted lips as you breathed out. "she works hard for us every day, you know?"

your eyes slightly shifted once he said that, and you hoped he didn't notice.

you heard kenji whisper to his dad. "she's not really sleeping, is she?"

he whispered back to him. "nope, we will just wait until she gives up."

you fluttered your eyes open right after. your son giggled loudly and flung himself in your embrace, dragging the sheets underneath his body along with him. sae usually made the bed afterwards, anyway. "i knew it!"

"good morning, ken." you softly kissed the top of his head, flattening down the wild strands of red hair that became messy due to his weird sleeping positions. while your son gave you a very cheerful 'good morning' back, your gaze shifted towards your husband, who was already staring at you with his lips pressed in a line which almost looked like a small smile. "good morning, sae."

"good morning. we are too smart to fall for your tricks, just so you know." sae took your hand, pressing his lips against your soft skin. "did you sleep well?"

you nodded with a sleepy smile on your face. kenji whipped up his head from your chest to look as well, and he smiled too when he realised that you had gotten the rest you deserved after your long family trip yesterday.

sae calmly shifted out of the bed. he stretched, muscles still sore from how long he had to drive the previous day. he looked back at the cute sight of the two most important people in his life, eyes softening. "hey, ken. why don't you help me cook something for ma? you know what she likes for breakfast."

"i know, let's go!"

you watched sae quietly leave the bedroom with your excited son running after him, right on his footsteps, your heart swelling with love and your face bright with a smile.

for you, this is the best way to wake up.

🍁 what would it be like to have a family with... MIKAGE REO?

"baby, are you ready yet?" reo asked.

"almost! are you both already done?"

once you wore your earrings, you swiftly turned to look at reo standing in the bedroom's doorway along with your daughter.

as expected, they were completely ready, with reo in his casual (yet obviously expensive) clothes, your lovely daughter wearing a dress which reached below her knees.

a dress that you certainly don't remember buying for her.

your eyes shifted towards the culprit.

"sora, baby, who got you this dress?" your voice was soft, yet your eyes still stayed on the male who didn't show an ounce of guilt on his pretty face.

she noticed your behaviour and sheepishly pointed to her father, her giggles barely contained.

"okay, i did.. just an hour ago." reo admitted, then looked down at sora, a pout on his face. "you promised you wouldn't say anything!"

she shook her head, running towards you. with heels on, you felt so much taller, and your little kid felt so much tinier. you lifted your hand up for a high five, which was returned by sora immediately. "that's my girl."

reo's pout deepened. he walked towards you too. "hey, i deserve a high five too, sora. didn't i play with you while your mommy was busy getting ready?"

you rolled your eyes playfully, making sure your daughter didn't see. she was in her mimicking age at the moment, you would regret it if she rolled her eyes at any and everything you or your husband said.

reo leaned in for a quick kiss that you granted him, "you look beautiful. both of you do."

"you don't look too bad yourself," you mumbled, sending him a wink, which made his heartbeat speed up. even after all these years.

reo snapped his fingers as you all left the bedroom, gaining the attention of your daughter who was focused on fiddling with the material of your jeans. he asked her in hopes that she'd remember, "what are we going to do today?"

"the ball game!"

"it's... it's called football." reo chuckled at her cuteness, letting her tiny hand slip into his as he bent down slightly to carefully walk down the stairs with her. you followed after them, making sure to check that all the lights on the top floor were off before making it downstairs.

"yeah, football! you play that, right?"

"yes, i do! my sora is so smart!"

you smiled unknowingly behind them, noticing your husband's wide grin. you knew how much it meant to him when your daughter showed interest in football. although he wanted her to decide her own likes and dislikes, he wasn't going to let her inherit a company if she didn't want to— and yes, those thoughts are pretty early on since she's still a toddler, but you know that your husband overthinks. he just wants her to like football so she can have a hobby that she likes.

reo and sora continued to walk outside hand in hand, towards the parking lot.

you called out to your husband while checking the house once more, mentally going through the things you carried in your purse just in case you missed anything. "reo, you better not let her choose one of the cars by saying eenie meenie minie mo or else—"

"too late, our ride has already been chosen!" your husband yelled happily from outside, his laugh echoing loudly as you came outside to find your daughter already seated in her favorite car of the day.

"you are so in trouble," you shook your head as you made your way to the car together. your husband shrugged, "let her have some fun, babe. and i'm absolutely fine with being in trouble." he gave you one of those smiles, earning another eyeroll.

🍁 what would it be like to have a family with... ITOSHI RIN?

"why can't they just leave us the fu- leave us alone when we're with 'kio?" rin huffed, setting down his car keys on the coffee table as you entered the house. your son was already running up the stairs and into your shared bedroom to play with his toys while you and your husband lingered behind him.

"it's alright, rin. calm down." you spoke softly, patting him on the back as you went into the kitchen for a glass of water. he followed. "i just don't get it. we deserve privacy too."

"they weren't bothering us, you know that."

"...i know." he sighed.

"in fact, i just saw an article on the way home. people are going crazy because akio has your eyes, it's so funny." you tried to lighten the mood, succeeding when rin leaned in to look at the article on your phone that you showed him.

he sighed once again, eyeing the picture of the both of you walking on the street with your son in the middle, who had an excited smile on his face while he was looking at you. "he really does have my eyes. and your hair."

you hummed and caressed rin's cheek, soothing him with your quiet voice. "it's no big deal, baby. we can handle the paparazzi."

just then, your son was rushing down the stairs again, blooming with energy from the wonderful lunch you guys had half an hour ago. "i wanna go out again!"

you watched as rin made his way over to akio, seeing him bend down to come eye to eye with the child.

rin observed akio's eyes, finding the resemblance that the public was talking about. a feeling of pride took over his heart. he ruffled the boy's hair. "we will go out again tomorrow. wanna play in the pool for now?"

"only if mom comes too!!"

rin turned his head to look at you, raising his eyebrows in question. he smiled slightly when you nodded and walked towards them.

"of course i'll come! i just need to change. why don't you and your dad go ahead?" you cooed, admiring the two sets of teal eyes that stared at you with admiration and love, akio's being much rounder and bigger than rin's. your husband hummed in agreement.

"let's go, 'kio. i'll give you your favourite floatie."

your son followed after rin as they made their way towards the pool in the backyard, rin sliding the huge glass doors aside to let more of the warm sunlight in.

you knew the pool would calm both of the boys down. it had been a long time since you enjoyed some sun as well. you grinned to yourself as you made your way upstairs to change into some swimming-appropriate clothes, making sure to take some time in order to let akio have some son and father bonding time with his dad.

they were so identical. it was as if a piece of rin was present in akio, and a piece of akio was present in rin. both of them reminded you of each other.

once you came back downstairs, you quietly sneaked a glance towards the boys outside, hearing their muffled voices.

"oh, so you want to play like this?" rin said. the grin on his face made your eyes sting ever so slightly. he splashed some water towards your laughing son who waved his hands around to protect himself from the water.

this is exactly how you imagined rin to be a few years ago, and even though he didn't believe in himself much as a soon-to-be father that time— you knew he had found his safe place now.

[7ndipity]

Dating Jungkook headcanons

Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: some swearing, a lil suggestive, I think that's it

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anon who requested this, I've never written a list like this before so it's a little scattered, sorry. Anyway I'm very soft for this man now, goodbye.

Masterlist

Requests are open

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Dating Jungkook is, for lack of a better word, messy. But like in all the best ways.

Late night hangouts when y'all can't sleep and you just end up at the local convenience store, eating snacks or whatever and talking until you notice the sun coming up.

I know I wrote a lil blurb abt it already, but karaoke dates are a regular occurrence. Doesn't matter if you can sing or not, y'all are just having a good time seeing who can hit the highest note(it's him, sorry)

He's one of those people whose friends probably tease cause he says "my s/o is my best friend". But he actually means it, you are his best friend.(I really feel like he would fall for a friend, but that's a discussion for a ot7 reaction I'm working on for next week👀)

Acts really cocky sometimes, but will fold like a house of cards(ha) into the softest boi at the slightest provocation from you.

He's fucking whipped for you, and he knows it.

Was so nervous to kiss you the first time that he legit backed out like three times before it finally happened.

Probably has some kind of nickname for you like "my light" or "my life."

But on the other hand, y'all also tease each other relentlessly, it's like a second love language with him.

Like he will sit there while you're trying to read or smth and poke your cheeks until he gets a reaction out of you.

Will make height jokes, even if you're only like 1in shorter than him.

"Tiny baby." He coos while patting your head. "I'm gonna climb up there and kill you." You warn. "So tiny, so precious."

But if he catches anyone else giving you a hard time about something, God help them.

Possessive(*cough perilla leaf debate)

Gives you his sweatshirts to wear because you look cute in them, but also loves that it's a subtle sign to anybody else that you're his.

This goes both ways though, he loves when you call him yours.

The first time you called him "your boyfriend", he legit short-circuited for a second.

Would probably have matching, macrame type couple bracelets that y'all made together for your second or third month anniversary.

Protective AF

Does that thing where he makes sure you walk on the inner half of the sidewalk when are you're out together, so you're protected from the street?

Not big on Pda exactly, but usually has an arm around you or is holding your hand. He doesn't even realize he's doing it sometimes, it's just kinda become a habit to have you close as much as possible.

He gets so little time with you as it is, so he just wants to make every second count.

When it's just the two of you though, he becomes a fucking koala and will NOT let you go.

Clings to you like his life depends on it.

Begs you to stay over all the time, swears that he can't sleep well unless you're next to him.

At this point, you might as well move in, half of your shit's at his place already anyway.

Looks at you like you're a literal dream.

Like some mornings when neither of you are really awake yet, you look over and he's just staring at you over your coffee mug like🥺

Loves to make you flustered tho

Like, if he notices you have a thing for his arms, he's gonna take every chance he can to roll his sleeves up in front of you just to see your face go red.

Randomly walks up to and gives you these deep, intense kisses and then? just fucking walks away as if nothing happened? Like, nuh-uh, get your ass back here and finish what you started sir!

Talks about your future together with such casual certainty. Like "when we get married, we should get a house like that".

Refers to Bam as your child.

Idk where I'm going with this or how to end it, so I'm just gonna stop here, but yeah. I just think he's neat lol.

[gatorbites-imagines]

idk if your requests are open and I don't have a plot like some of your other anons but how do you feel about Doflamingo being a bit obsessed over someone solely because they are much shorter than him but can throw him around like a toy doll😶‍🌫️

Donquixote Doflamingo x shorter male reader

Headcanons

Exams are over! writing time!

Doflamingo is one of my favourite One Piece characters of all time, so I got excited about this request hehe.

I imagine Reader is a powerful person on their own, since I can’t see Doffy being in a real relationship with anybody who isn’t powerful.

It’s definitely not hard to be shorter than Doffy, since that guy is 10 feet tall. So, you would just have to be less than 10 feet for him to tease you about it.

In this situation, you would be normal human sized, that means you go to about Doffys hip in height, meaning he always has to leer down at you, and your neck is gonna ache from having to look up at him at all times.

Expect his grin to be even more shiteating than normal when he looks down at you, especially if he actually sees you as a romantic partner and not just someone hes gonna use to further his goals.

Hes always gonna make comments about your height, and chuckle that laugh of his. If he actually likes you, I can also imagine Doffy dropping his feather coat on top of you, just to see how it completely covers you from head to toe.

Expect to be picked up and put in his lap when he sits down, and if you start complaining or snapping at him for it, Doffy would just find it more entertaining and go out of his way to pull you into his lap even more.

Theres definitely been more and one meeting between his subordinates and himself, where you’ve been posted up on his knee, looking like a grumpy cat as one of his large hands keeps you in place.

Doflamingo is already a very possessive and obsessive person in general, in my opinion, so if you are romantic partners, he will be very overbearing. You being smaller than him, only makes him worse.

You are gonna be embarrassed when he pops a squat to look you in the eyes, grinning bigger than normal when you glare at him at how clearly he’s humiliating you.

Expect to be grabbed by him and moved around as he pleases, just scooping you up with his large hands or with his strings, lugging you around like a doll or toy. He would probably give you a nickname like that too, calling you his doll, as he picks out clothes for you for the day.

Only he is allowed to bully you (lovingly) about your height. If anybody else tries to pull the same moves he pulls around you, his grin becomes tense and the veins on his forehead bulge, but that’s just him if anybody acts too interested in you in general, or flirts with you. If anybody flirts with you, they better count their days.

You better know how to hold your breath for longer periods of time, since he kisses like he is gonna devour you whole. And with you being smaller than him, his tongue would probably gag you up and close off your airways for a while until he’s had his fill.

Makes you climb him like a mountainside if you want a kiss, if he’s feeling like a tease. Just stands up straight and chuckles as you grab onto his coat or shirt to climb him like a tree. Calls you his squirrel, because of that.

He uses your huge size difference when he’s mad at you too, lifting you or grabbing you, forcing you to look at him if you aren’t, or forcing you to stay if you try to leave. Would probably also use it as an intimidation tactic, since we all know Doffy isn’t a good person.

Dating Doffy can never be healthy, but if you have a spine of steel, or if your as twisted as he is, there would probably be no problem. You can use his height against him, denying him kisses or your attention, but it only works for a short while, since he’s just gonna lug you around as he pleases or use his strings to get what he wants.

[emeritusemeritus]

Idk what you think BUT I need the quirky shy reader with glasses who's being bullied for being obviously a virgin and Fred stepping into it because he hates to see her suffering and obviously filling the cliche of falling for her. Hope you like this idea 🥲

My pleasure dear Anon 🖤

Warnings: bullying, sexual harassment, sexual references, love triangle? So many tropes. Insecurities and negative thoughts of self. Fake dating, dating for status, kissing. Love confessions. Inspired by one of my favourite films.

Word count: 3k (oops I got carried away)

Let it be me.

"School doesn't have to be the worst years of your life."

Your mother had repeated as you begrudgingly stepped aboard the Hogwarts Express about to start your fifth year, letting your insecurities get the better of you once again. You'd made friends during your years of magical education sure, but you were shy, almost to a fault and you knew you were far from the most attractive girl at school. You had glasses and were quiet, the usual suspects that made you unattractive in society's eyes. You longed for the moment you could transform like all the quiet, nerdy girls in muggle films that suddenly take off their glasses, let their hair down and were considered the hottest girl in town. Instead you would still just be you, without the ability to see.

The teasing had begun not long after your fourth year, the boys of the quidditch team trying to get a rise out of you, deciding that your quiet and unassuming presence was somehow offensive to them. You were bullied for simply existing and for being you.

"Oooh look, here's Mary," one had said, his acne covered face repulsing you without even having to open his mouth.

"Very original," you'd muttered under your breath, holding back a roll of your eyes at the stupid nickname. Mary was the ultimate virgin, the definition of the good girl, your new apparent namesake.

"Hey virgin girl, can I have your notes?"

"Oi Virgin! Let me break the seal!"

It was incessant, humiliating and utterly soul destroying. The other girls seemed to get away without any of this, Virgin's or not, but you were always singled out, always teased.

You dreamt of becoming the stereotypical bad girl, sleeping around, partying all the things that would alter everyone's perception of you but the thought of even attempting to talk to someone with the aim of having sex was terrifying. Plus, it just wasn't who you were.

Today was a bad day. It had started almost as soon as you walked into the common room, not even fully awake yet when you'd heard someone mutter your despised nickname to one of their friends. You'd been approached by two Slytherin students in the year above who had tried to tease you, to chat you up and feign interest only to laugh at you once you bit back, only you didn't bite back, you walked off and ignored them- not falling for their tricks.

So when Fred Weasley approached you just after study hall, you did the same. Walked off, looked down and didn't even give him chance to speak, preempting the usual conversation.

He tried again later that day and you rolled your eyes, starting to get frustrated with his determination to make a fool out of you.

You knew the Weasley twins and their pranks and you weren't about to have your hair dyed blue for the entertainment of your peers and so you avoided him completely.

"Y/n, wait," you hear once again and pause to take a deep breath followed by an exaggerated sigh.

"Fred, what do you want?" You say, not holding back in frustration.

"I want to help," he says, catching his breath as he jogged across the deserted corridor to catch up with you.

"Why?" You asked bluntly, still not falling for whatever he was trying to do.

"Because no one should feel like they're making you feel," he says honestly, his eyes looking almost completely sincere.

"And that's your concern because?"

He shrugs, "it's not, but I think I can help."

"Oh yeah? How's that?"

"Date me."

You instinctively roll your eyes, huffing and trying to move away from him but he steps around you, blocking the way. "I mean like fake dating, I'll pretend to be your boyfriend and hopefully they'll leave you alone. I'll be honest with you, there's a girl I've got my eye on and."

"Angelina," you say, making him pause and look at you with a shocked expression. "I might wear glasses but I'm not blind."

"If she thinks I'm dating someone then she might get jealous? Never mind it's a terrible plan. Just forget I said anything."

"Fred wait," you say, calling out to him after he changed his mind halfway through, beginning to walk off. "You think it would work? You ask, showing a little bit of vulnerability.

"Can't hurt to try."

Fred had stuck to his word and after a little bit of sorting out, discussing boundaries and so on, you'd gone public with your 'relationship' nearly a month ago. Immediately the teasing had dwindled down to only the harshest of bullies but even then you were never mocked in Fred's presence. Angelina had been affected by the news, as Fred had predicted and he found that he did get more attention from her, making your agreement mutually for both of you.

George was in on it of course, and you'd genuinely enjoyed your 'fake dates' where you would accompany them to Hogsmeade, help them with their products and listen to their dreams of opening a joke shop, like zonkos but better.

They were nice people, as were their friends and siblings, at least the ones you'd met and for once it was nice to feel included and genuinely cared for, even if it was under false pretences.

It was all going well until Cormac McLaggen put a spanner in the works. You'd been walking back from potions last off on a Friday afternoon, eager to meet with Fred for dinner when Cormac had cornered you in the empty corridor, spouting a load of shit about being attracted to geeky girls, that glasses were a turn on for him. He'd tried to kiss you, manoeuvring you until you were backed up against the wall to try and swoop in but you'd managed to push him off just in time and run away. The whole thing had left you shaken and rightfully so, skipping dinner to cry into your pillow.

Fred found you in your dorm, worried because you hadn't shown up to meet him as you'd promised. Upon seeing your tear stained face and little sobbing body he'd immediately rushed over and pulled you into his arms trying to soothe you.

"What happened?" He asked gently, trying to get you to look at him but you couldn't.

"Cormac," you managed to get out, sniffling pathetically, "he tried to kiss me."

"That bastard," Fred said, quickly turning angry once he figured out what you were saying. "Who the fuck does he think he is? I've half a mind to."

"No Freddie please," you said, grabbing hold of his arm to stop him from acting out. Truthfully you were surprised by his reaction, even if you had grown closer over the past month but you didn't linger on it, instead trying to calm him down. "It's not worth it, I just," you paused, embarrassed by what you were going to say.

"What is it?" Fred says gently, listening to your pleading as he pushed down his anger.

"I couldn't let him be my first kiss."

The silence that lingered felt painfully awkward as you sat cringing in embarrassment, having to admit that out loud.

"Let it me be," he says suddenly, speaking a little too quickly as the words were jumbled and rushed. When you looked up at him in surprise, he seemed to snap out of whatever he was thinking. "Let it be me," he says again, much more slowly and quietly now. You don't reply other than to frown up at him in confusion, which he notices and smiles gently at you. "Just a thought, but if you want it to be with someone you can trust, someone who cares about you then let it be me."

The second your lips meet his, it's like he's accidentally set off a full case of whizzbangs around the room, sparks flying in your mind as you feel his soft, puffy lips on your own. It's a little awkward at first and you're self conscious about wether he can feel your glasses, if they'll get in the way but if it seems to bother him, he doesn't let it show. You expect the kiss to only last for a few seconds but it lingers, deepening as you let him guide you. When you finally pull apart, you look up at him with a blank expression, somewhat shaken by how good that felt. You expected him to crack a joke or give you notes or something like that to break whatever spell had been unknowingly cast between the both of you but he doesn't, he simply looks at you with a man expression you can't read, a softness.

The door opening makes you both jump back and the light, pleasant feeling you had felt only moments ago disappeared instantly when Angelina walked through the door. You felt guilty like a child that had been caught stealing a cookie from the kitchen counter. Fred looked stricken, knowing that Angelina had most definitely known what you were doing, if she hadn't seen.

"Don't stop on my account," she'd said in a rather harsh tone, going over to her bed to grab her quidditch stuff before turning to look at Fred, ignoring you completely.

"Practice is at 4, don't be late," she says bluntly, pausing to give you a dirty look before she turns back to Fred as she walks out. "Unless you're too busy."

"Fred," you said quietly as you watch him walk out without so much as another look in your direction. He was mad, and you knew he had every reason to be.

The rest of that week went by in a miserable blur. Though you hadn't officially 'broken up', rumours were flying around the school and the old teasing had begun to reappear, only to change to anything from 'slut', 'Weasley fucker' and 'Fred's ex whore'. You were even more miserable than before; this was so much worse than being called a virgin, because despite what everyone thought, you still were. But now you were completely without the one person who made you feel wanted, safe and the person that you'd stupidly fell for.

Ginny had been surprisingly supportive throughout everything, remaining your friend when you felt lost and cast aside. She'd convinced you to stop moping and join Hermione to watch their Quidditch practice after classes had finished, with promises that they wouldn't mention Fred's name once.

It was all well and good until you spotted Angelina and Fred laughing together, stood next to each-other as she grabbed his arm, both of them so invested in one another that they forgot Quidditch practice was happening around them.

It hurt to see them so happy, to see Fred with someone else even though your relationship had been fake all along. This was what he wanted all along, she was what he wanted, not you. No one would ever want you.

"I'm sorry," you said to Hermione as you shuffled out of the pitch side stands, trying to get away, not wanting to watch this anymore when it hurt so bad.

You'd come so close to successfully slipping out without anybody noticing until a singular loud voice called out, disrupting the peace.

"Where you off to Weasley fucker? Your boyfriend's that way!"

You froze, hearing the laughter of his cronies behind him and reared up, no longer feeling meek and timid but instead wanting to give him a piece of your mind, completely past the point of being able to take this shit. But you couldn't, because as you turned, Fred caught your eye. He looked at you with such a heartbroken expression that it instantly made your resolve crumble, any braveness you held seconds before disappeared under his gaze. So you did the only thing you could do- run away.

You successfully avoided pretty much everyone for the rest of the week, spending most of your time in the library. It was easier to just disappear than having to face the torment from your peers or watch Fred and Angelina together; truthfully you didn’t know what was worse.

The plan with Fred had been an almighty fail, almost comically so. Instead bring of quiet, bookish and virginal you were now quiet, bookish, slutty and scorned, a laughing stock with the addition of having real feelings for someone that would never reciprocate them.

It was the final quidditch game of the season that night, the finale to decide who would win the house cup before summer began. You had absolutely no intention of attending and instead had planned to get an early dinner, pack up your belongings and try to convince Madame Pince to allow you to check out a book over the summer.

Both Ginny and Hermione had tried to get you to come but you’d turned them down, really not wanting to watch Fred parade around the pitch on his broomstick. George was the one to convince you in the end, catching you between classes and asking for you to come and watch them, sad puppy eyes and all.

That’s exactly how you found yourself in the loud, crowded stands, surrounded by the entire school and faculty to watch the House cup deciding game. Gryffindor versus Slytherin, the most tense final imaginable. You stood with Hermione and Neville, much quieter in your celebration than the people around you as you watched the Gryffindor team approach the pitch, dressed in their signature burgundy and gold uniforms and carrying their brooms in procession. The Slytherins appeared mere moments after and with a brief speech given by Dumbledore, the game commenced.

Each goal brought an uproar of cheers from the people around you, as did each save from the keepers. You couldn’t take your eyes of Fred, as much as you wanted to. His precision with the bat, the way in which he made it looked so effortless and fluid was pretty spectacular.

The sky was clouding over, heavy and dark with all the signs of rain but you prayed in held outside long enough for the game to be over, the seekers doubling down their efforts so that they could see the snitch amongst the thick clouds.

A ruckus on the pitch dragged your attention back to the game when you saw an altercation breaking out against the teams, the whistle blowing repeatedly as the referee tried to break them up as the game pauses. The entire crowd was booing and there was a portion of the stands on the first Gryffindor tower that seemed to be stood up, everyone rushing out of the way.

“That was a foul that!” Seamus says from behind you.

“Goyle! He just Bumphed the crowd! Surely he needs sending off for that!” You heard one of the Patil sisters say, alluding to the Slytherin beater.

Suddenly, something else draws your attention away as you watch Fred dismount his broomstick, rushing over to Goyle who looks to be mouthing off at him. George is quick on Fred’s heels, trying to hold him back as his temper flairs, lunging at Goyle. Snape appears from the sidelines, gestures for Crabbe to take over and drags Goyle away from the pitch as McGonagall steps into the pitch to deal with Fred, though you find moment later that he’s allowed to carry on playing.

The whistle blows for the match to resume as the entirety of Gryffindor begins chanting Fred’s name in victory for his dealing with Goyle, gearing up for his turn to take the penalty shot.

It’s too much, to hard to hear everyone chanting for Fred, his name echoing around you until it makes you feel dizzy. You see Hermione cast a sympathetic glance in your direction and when you turn to her, she gives you a little nod, signalling that it’s alright for you to leave. You look around at the supporters, in their finest school colours, faced painted, signs made and chanting Fred Weasley’s name and you feel completely out of place, wishing you were anywhere else.

Once again you try to slip out undetected, wanting some air and a break from everything, just as the first rain drops begin to fall. They chant Fred’s name over and over and you just wish he’d hurry up and take the penalty already, to just get it over with.

You get the side steps of the stand, battling your way to squeeze past the cheering crowds until you’re nearly free. Until you feel the cold whoosh of something nearby, making you pause.

Fred.

He dismounts his broomstick, handing it to someone in the crowd that he’s not even paying attention to, climbing up the stairs quickly to get to you dressed in his complete quidditch outfit, leather pads and all. He tosses off his goggles and drops his bat, discarding them on the way to get to you but he doesn’t seem to care.

He appears in front of you and you’re frozen, not knowing what to do. You can feel the eyes of the entire pitch full of people on you but you don’t care in the moment, too confused by his actions.

“Fred? What are you doing?” You say, eyes briefly pulling away from his smiling face to look at the pitch, seeing the entire quidditch team suspended in the ear carefully watching.

“Something I should have done a long time ago,” he says, looking all over your face with a smile before his gaze focuses on your lips.

His lips feel incredible against yours as he pulls you in for a breathtaking kiss, pulling you into his body to hold you close as the crowd roars around you. You feel the thick droplets of rain beginning to descend around you but you don’t pay it any notice, your entire attention focused in on Fred.

The rain begins to pour, the sky opening up and drenching you in what seems to be seconds.

Fred pulls away first and smiles at you, before leaning in once again, capturing your lips and wordlessly giving you everything everything you ever wanted, making you realise that your mother had been right all along.

School doesn't have to be the worst years of your life.

*Alexa play Hear Me Now by Jimmy Eat World*

[lafleshlumpeater]

james hook x reader... nsfw? if you want

I’M SORRY ANON (yeah I have no clue who you are definitely) I MADE THIS SFW BC I FEEL LIKE I WOULD GET NSFW HOOK ALL WRONG

Yeah I also did headcanons instead bc I have no idea what to write abt UNLESS YOU GIVE ME A PLOT YOU SMELLY BLONDE BIMBO (for anyone else reading this- I swear I’m not abusing my anons, I just know very well who this is and she knows that I know 😭)

Warnings: Mentions of injury, kissing (??), umm dilf hook, tick tock croc needs a very big warning ok

He’d be very protective over you

In both senses (as in if other boys your age flirt with you and over you getting hurt)

With the boys flirting with you I feel like it’d go either one of two ways depending on his mood

One way- he’d get very protective like “she’s mine go away” but then as he thought abt it later on and throughout the rest of the day he’d get very insecure

Like “maybe she SHOULDN’T be with me- I’m too old for her, I get into too many shenanigans for her to be properly safe, she should be living A NORMAL HAPPIER LIFE”

Poor guy :((

And then maybe he would act a little distant and sad 

And when you’d eventually coax it out of him he’d be like “ignore me I’m just being stupid” but you’d be like “baby” (i feel like he would love that nickname btw) “I wouldn’t be with you if I didn’t love you” 

Then if he STILL isn’t assured you’d make a joke abt how immature and annoying you find boys who are actually your age (YES ‘ANON’ I’M MAKING THIS VERY PERSONAL TO YOU BE GRATEFUL) and then he’d be satisfied

(But ofc he’d still need a little babying so that night he’d be the small spoon and you’d cuddle the whole night)

The other way it could go he’d be like “you’re like ten please calm down my girl don’t like you” and he’d just laugh at them because they think they have a chance

Anyways he’d smell like seaspray and mint and sweat and woodsmoke but it’s a weirdly grounding, familiar scent

If he ever accidentally injured you with his hook OMG

He’d be so sorry and feel so bad

Would literally treat you like a queen until you can’t see the scratch anymore no matter how minor it was

He would literally worship you in general

I feel like he would call you his angel or sweetheart

He would need a lot of babying and coddling and nicknames he's very high- maintenance

And if you ever got injured by anyone else

Bye he’d feed them to the tick tock croc himself

(After making sure you’re alright ofc)

Ummm idk what else to say

Oh yeah kissing

I feel like he wouldn’t be very experienced straight away but he would learn so fast omg

And like

He knows JUST what you like after a while

It just comes to him like an instinct

And sometimes he can get VERY confident and cocky abt it

Knowing that he’s the only one who can satisfy you

And he needs a lot of reassurance abt that obviously

But once he knows it

You’re in for a fun time.

I’ll let you imagine the rest you smelly

[lnfours]

Frat!tom makes sure you get home safe after a girls night out, and thinks you look adorably dorky when you're drunk

you're right, anon. say it louder!! frat!tom truly is superior. idc what anyone else says. i also got carried away again and i did something a little different idk how to describe this other than straight up fluff.

LOOK AT HIM!!!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING?!?!??!?!?!? IM GOING TO COMBUST.

talk frat!tom to me ;)

it was a saturday night, your friends had convinced you to take a girls night out to the sorority beings they knew girls who could get your group in, and now you were 12 shots of fireball deep and you could tell you were going to feel it tomorrow.

when you told tom your plans for the night, he wasn't mad at all. he knew the girls at kappa and knew you were in good hands, but he still vouched to come get you when it was time to call it a night. and he did, you called and said that you missed him and you wanted to cuddle, his queue that you were done for.

he walked into the party, smiling at the girls as they welcomed him inside. he was friends with a few of the girls beings they were girlfriends of his fellow frat brothers. it didn't take long for him to find you with your group, a red solo cup in your hand as you smiled and danced with them.

you made eye contact with him as he got closer, throwing your arms around him and hugging him tight,"tommy!"

god, he loved that nickname.

"hey, angel." he chuckled, hugging you back as you rocked the both of you back and forth. the smell of your shampoo and your perfume hit him in the face and it was comforting to him. it made him feel at home.

after saying hello to the group, he made small talk with your friends who weren't as wasted as you were. after a while, he leaned down to your ear.

"wanna go grab some pizza?" he asked, knowing food would convince you to walk out the door.

you scrunched your nose up,"had it last night."

"what about chinese? ice cream?" he asked, saying the first things to come to his mind.

your eyes lit up, looking up at him,"ice cream."

he chuckled,"then come on, gotta get there before it's all gone!"

you held up your pointer finger to him, letting him know to give you one more minute. he sighed and rolled his eyes.

"fine, this is how we'll do it."

he pushed in front of you, bidding an 'excuse me' to your friends as he leaned down and picked you up, putting you over his shoulder. you let out a squeal, dropping your cup on the wooden floor.

"tom! put me down!" you giggled.

he turned around to your friends, sending a small smile to them,"have a good night, ladies."

"goodnight." they both managed to laugh out as tom made his way through the party. everyone smiled and chuckled, knowing that you were the only girl tom showed this much care to. they were happy to finally see him in love with someone.

"thomas! put me down!" you yelled, not very sternly, as tom approached the car and placed you back down on your feet. you sat up straight and fixed your hair, smiling because you couldn't ever be mad at him.

"ice cream?" he asked, opening the passenger side door for you to get inside.

you closed the car door, walking over to him and smiling before wrapping your arms around his neck, his finding home on your waist. he looked down at you as you smirked up at him, nose bumping his.

"no ice cream, just you." you smiled. you didn't give him a chance to reply before you kissed him softly. he kissed you back, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek before slowly pulling away.

"i can do that," he moved away from you to open the door again, moving an arm towards the car to signal for you to get in,"your chariot awaits, princess."

"why thank you, my prince." you laughed, kissing him one last time before getting in the car as he closed the door behind you.

[an-au-blog]

Just craving fluff and imagining College Au Shuggy celebrating the holidays by just doing very unchristmassy things together. They both seem like the type to like certain aspects of Christmas only to then be hit by waves of depression when the actual holiday arrives, so they just huddle under the covers together and watch Christmas classics such as “Die hard” or Gremlins together instead while eating Pizza and drinking eggnog till they can’t stand this stuff for another year. Buggy gives Shanks his gift at 2 am in the morning, an extremely ugly and old tacky sweater he found at a thrift shop a while ago. Shanks can immediately tell that it was cheap and Buggy most likely just went out and got him… SOMETHING, but also it’s hideous in a way he just adores and it has one of his favorite childhood cartoon characters on it and the fact alone Buggy went out and got him something is PERFECT and to Buggy’s horror that thing is gonna be his favorite sweater till the end of time. Buggy on the other hand suffers a mild mental breakdown and “Oh god I am the scum of the earth” reaction because Shanks actually went into a makeup store and got him an expensive eyeshadow Palette that Buggy has been eyeing for a while now. Kicker is Shanks didn’t even know that’s the Palette Buggy wanted, he legit just spent an hour in there with a picture of Buggy describing what Buggy looks for in makeup and what colors he likes and such and such and accidentally just landed on the correct one and rightfully deducted that he would probably like this one.

“WHY DID YOU GO AHEAD AND BUY ME THAT YOU HORRIBLE, UNFLASHY FANTASTIC BOYFRIEND?!” “I thought it would make you happy.” “IT WOULD IF I GOTTEN YOU ANYTHING GOOD AS WELL!! JUST A BED BATH AND BEYOND GIFTCARD WOULD HAVE BEEN WORSE!!” “Come on Buggy I love this thing-“ “THIS IS LIKE GIFT OF THE MAGI IF IT SUCKED EVEN MORE THAN IT ALREADY DOES!” “You could always kiss me to make up for it.” “I ALREADY DO THAT.” “Then let me kiss you… AND you’ll have to let me do it for the entire day without telling me I’m being sappy or disagreeing with me when I talk about how much I love you.” “…. Okay but you’re not allowed to say weird shit about my nose.” “…Can I kiss your nose?” “Ugh. I’ll allow it. But not in public!” “Deal. I won’t talk about how cute and kissable your nose is and I especially won’t talk about how cute and kissable it is in front of other people.” “YOU JUST- AUGH! You’re horrible! An absolutely awful boyfriend!” “Glad to have landed someone as amazing as you then.” “You-“ “Ah! We agreed on not disagreeing when I talk about how great you are!” “….fine.” “I love you... and I love how hard you blush when you can’t answer with a sassy comeback” “….mmmmnnnggghh!!! loveyoutoo.”

At first I was like "awww this is so adorable:')" but thwn I got to the dialogue part and went "ok, so we're assuming they're gonna get together, now are we ahahah"

I'm guessing you're the same anon who sent me a couple other college au asks - so first off: Thank you, you honestly keep me productive and remind me to finish this fic lol (since I named some of the others, maybe I can call you ogan - bc og anon or something idk, you can refuse or give me another nickname if you want...)

But also... have I given any indication that this will be a story with a happy end? Because, I've written ends with a doomed one sided love triangle, one of the main characters being hated by the love of their life and in a hospital, while the one the other was chasing rejected them indefinitely... it was my magnum opus for quite a while, so who's to say I'll give this one an ending like that?

I'm joking, I'm joking... or am I >;]]]

Anyway, I love the idea of them spending the holidays together! Buggy doesn't really have any close relatives to go to, all his friends went home, and thinks that Shanks is the same way, because why else would he stay behind with him?

Shanks is just so happy that he can finally be with his boyfriend. He makes hot cocoa (and it's horrible, but Buggy remakes it), he buys a cardboard cutout of a Christmas tree and they put stickers on it instead of decorations. At one point they start printing out memes and pictures of themselves and stick them on there as well. (Shanks secretly writes a wish, something cheesey like how he wants them to be like this for the rest of their lives, on the back of some of the photos)

In all reality, I believe that "Die Hard" and "Home Alone" (because these two franchises are basically the same, just one is kid coded lol) would be both Shanks and Buggy's favourites. I mean look at how they turned out ahahaha tho I must confess, I've never seen Gremlins, so I'll just trust you on that one':)

I also think thay Buggy would get horrible gifts very purposefully. Like he would look for hours to find the most raggedy and washed out looking sweater with the ugliest print of like... a green cow on red mars with a Christmas hat on both the cow and mars saying "moo-ry christmas" in comic sans or something horrifying like that. Like that one video of the guy who bought a card for the wrong occasion, for wrote a message to someone else and scratched out the name to look like it was a second hand card. I couldn't find the og video but I found this tiktok, hope it helps with the explanation.

In my mind Buggy thinks it's hilarious. Him and Shanks both love pranks and just jokes like this in general, so he would get it, right? Shanks liking it unironically wasn't in the plan. But then bad comes to worse and Shanks takes gift giving seriously - Buggy is caught off guard.

I love the image of Shanks standing in the cosmetics section of a big store that was one of the best according to google. He's just staring intensely, and color checking, and googling, and staring again - trying his best to remember everything Buggy had told him about make-up.

At some moment in the time he's searching, one of the workers there goes up to him to see if he needs help thinking "aw, poor lost man looking for something for his girlfriend, he looks like he needs help" and then Shanks shows her a picture of an honest to God clown going "I want the best for my boyfriend". And they have a little "This is your man?" "yeah" "Look at the picture" "that's mine :')" "and you're ok with this?" "imma stick beside him " moment. And then they just start looking together. Before they notice it's a whole horde of helpers and Shanks going all, "is that teal? I think he said he loves teal, but not one with glitter, wait, bring back the cherry red. Can you compare it to the sour cherry. Which one would match his lipstick best? This one's his favorite." and they're like a council, super invested at that point.

I also like to think that on new years eve, they're watching a marathon, and Buggy just falls asleep on Shanks's chest halfway through. He does that often and Shanks loves it. He doesn't even care that much that sometimes his make-up would be imprinted on his shirt .

Shanks showing love to Buggy's nose, despite his insecurities, makes me melt. (spoilers ig:) I was going to have a little dialogue/confrontation that portrayed that, but I was going to make it a "Shanks not caring about it and just acting like it's not there" thing, but him actually thinking it's cute and being all loving towards the one thing he's most insecure about is actually way better. I might utilize it later on lol :))

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

I was recently going back through Curtis and Honey using the tag. They make a bad day better (thank you for sharing) I came across the note/tag (idk what they are called on tumbler sorry) about jump scare, pillow fight and tickling. It raises a question a couple really and I hope it’s ok to ask. If not I’m sorry and I hope I didn’t over step. I just love them as a story so much they are a good way to escape the world for a little while. But rant done sorry…. Again thank you for the escape and sharing!!!

My question is if there is more to finding out Curtis’s one tickle spot and taking advantage of it later?

Second question is how did Curtis learn Honey is ticklish? How did he learn behind the knees is the worst?

BABES! Thank you so much for this, and I am so sorry it took me so long to answer. (I really hope you see this since its anon.) I hope they continue making your bad days better, they are definitely a comfort couple for me to get lost in when I am craving their everyday kind of affection for each other.

I love and welcome any questions you have, so please don't hesitate to send them to me, i promise.

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. It is these kind of things that make me want to continue.

I hope these answer your questions-

You knew better, you really did. If you pushed too much, Curtis would pin you down and tease you with touches and whispered promises of how he was preparing to get payback.

It made your heart race just thinking about it.

All morning you had used every excuse you would to run your fingers against the side of his neck, his blue eyes flashing at you in warning when his shoulders muscled under his shirt, haunching around his ears. You played innocent every time, pressing a kiss to his cheek and a soft 'Sorry' before escaping out of his reach.

It was just a matter of time though. Peeking into the garage, your traitorous mind encourages just one more touch. "Thirsty?" You sang out in a sing-song tone, getting ready to brush your fingers against his neck when he very suddenly grabbed at the back of your knees, pulling you down to crash in his lap, where he was smirking at you, both your hands gathered in just one of his massive ones. "Caught you Little Mouse." He practically snarled, your eyes widening at the nickname, one of the famous ones your favorite book boyfriend used. You gulped noticeably, making his eyes flash with pride at getting you so riled up.

"That's not fair Curtis." You gulped, blinking up at him in surprise. "I don't stand a chance."

He hummed in agreement, his expression darkening, making your heart race in your chest- fake fear and excitement melding into an intoxicating blend. "You got till the count of ten, if I catch you, I-"

You were already scrambling up out of his lap, giving him a grin over your shoulder and a small excited scream when you saw him work to get up off the garage floor to chase after you. "Run run Little Mouse." He taunted, your laugh echoing from inside the house.

******

So Curtis found out innocently enough. You admitted that you tended to be ticklish, but not exactly how much. So he was gentle with his touches, not wanting to overstep a boundary. You two were just getting to know one another.

So when you were making out with him, your hands cupping his face and moaning into his mouth at the sensation of his beard against your palm and grabbing the back of his head, he never though of how ticklish you claimed to be.

Right now all he wanted was to feel your thighs wrap around his waist as he hovered over you on the couch, holding himself up enough to keep him from crushing you. But his free hand slid down softness of your thigh, fingertips brushing the back of your knee as he prepared to grasp and pull your leg to hook around his waist.

And you wiggled in response, your body going ridged as your leg almost kicked out as you laughed against his mouth, your head yanking away in alarm as you gasped. "Wait... haha... I can't." You wiggled again, taking in a breath as you composed yourself. "I'm um... really ticklish there."

Curtis broke out in an apologetic grin. "Noted Honey."

[peachysunrize]

just thoughts and rambles about 🍊dreams, most of them soft cause i cant bear the fact that there is angst coming, ugh i just want them to be soft and a cute couple. anyway, my thoughts :

- clementine defitinly would ask aemond to choose the color of her nails, especially before an event or a party

-  clementine and aemy sleepless just laying and looking at each other while aemy talks about his favorite books or interests cause clementine asked him

- aemond doing horseriding and clementine(i love this nickname) watching him like 'youre doing amazing sweetie' and then hes like 'do you wanna try?' and then they start doing it together

- clementine on her period and aemy is sweetest thing that cuddles and massages her and got her chocolates

- aemond and clementine place a bet on a game, with cards or billiards, and whoever wins can ask the other for whatever they want, but of course they take it to the sexual side and are super competitives

- clementine defitinly thinks about marriage (and babies idk) but she feels its to soon to talk about it and feel like aemond might reject her because of his trauma

- aemond probs thinks about marriage(and babies🤭) as well, but he doesnt wanna 'scare her' but at the same time he feels she will be an amazing wife(and prob a pilates mom, sorry i dont make the rules🤷‍♀️)

i just felt i needed to share this thoughts of mine :))

This had me SOBBING😭😭😭😭 no comments on the horse riding one (how did you make ur way into my head and read the next chapter😩🥹 )

I think HYPOTHETICALLY iffff they get a happy ending, Aemond & Clem will definitely sit down and talk about their future. I think they’ll be like we just found each other there’s no rush so having kids will eventually happen maybe in 5-6 years!

I can totally see Aemond and her staying up while he goes on and on about the new book he just started and she listens sooooo carefully and asks him questions about it eidhsidhisjaosn and he’s like OMG OMG SHE CARES CARES🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Clem on her period will cause Aemond to panic because he knows how a pain you can’t handle feels like and he’s hysterical about finding the right things and what to cook🤭 expect LOTS of cuddles and snacks on the bed and LOTS AND LOTTSSSSS OF KISSES TOO!!!

I’m thinking he’ll always give her a straightforward answer when she asks him something like the nail color! They have to always match! Whether it’s his shirt to with her dress and nails, or his tie or anything so he always helps her and pays attention to her🥺🫂

I love you anon thank you😭🫂🫂🫂

[ryxmix]

Siri + Eleni = double dom I don’t make the rules. If they had a third person they’d have so much fun doing whatever they wanted

I’ll vanish again, until next time

Vanishes into thin air (again)

PRETTY LITTLE PET

pairings ; siri ( sirius) x afab!reader x eleni

warnings ; smut. just so much smut. soft dom! siri (...somewhat), hard dom! eleni, degradation, praise, reader is afab, they call you pretty, overstimulation, dumbification?? maybe?? idk I'm writing this before writing the whole fic, tag team, established relationship, POLYAMORYYYYY, super soft aftercare, cunnilingus (reader giving), siri is a lorge man, many bi/pan panics from reader's side, using of nicknames like baby, doll, slut, pet, bunny, p in v sex, idk what position this is but you're eating pussy and getting your back blown out, siri has a barbed dick and a breeding kink though unfortunately (for him) he has it wrapped (wrap it before you tap it), eleni and siri make out, siri bites you, scissoring but like...siri is still inside you?? i don't know you to describe this I have never written polyamory I fear, your are shmoll because this is self indulgent

a/n ; anon, oh beautiful anon, how do you come in and drop the most amazing shit and leave...hats off to you my guy you are the saviour for all of my saint spell needs. I'm going to name you void of truth anon, cause you're cool and mysterious and you tell us what we wanna hear. MDNI!!!

"ngh fuck fuck fuck," you babble out, against eleni's leaking hole as she looks down at you, eyes glinting with mischief and sadistic pleasure as she tightens her thighs against your head.

"what, too much for our pretty baby?" she hums, scratching at your head. she can just barely make out your slick covered face from between her thighs, eyes glossy and teary from the slight suffocation and the arousal of it all.

siri smirks, giving a particularly hard thrust into you as he coos, "aww, my bunny's already dumb on my cock." he pulls up your head, ignoring eleni's glare, as he brings his head next to your ear, lips pressed against the shell of your ear, "do you like it, bun? do you like being fucked on my cock? you do, dontcha? creaming on my dick and just begging me to stuff you full."

he presses soft kisses against your neck, revelling in your fucked out expression before eleni pulls you down sharply, pushing your face back into her cunt.

"yeah, a little too dumb, aren't you?" she scolds, pushing your head further into her as you let out a broken whine of protest, "can't even make me cum cause you're too busy being a cockslut, don't you want to make me feel good too?"

you let out a string of mumbled apologies as you suck on her clit, lapping at her like a thirsty dog. she chuckles, "pathetic...but cute, so I'll let it slide..."

the two share a look, you think, you're too busy suffocating between eleni's thighs, happily so, before siri tugs you up gently, pushing you forward until your cunny is pressed against hers, her clit rubbing against your eyes in an action that makes you whimper out. you'd moan if your throat wasn't so hoarse from before.

you bury your face into the crook of her neck, whining and panting. eleni hums in satisfaction, patting your head before she grinds her clit down on yours. the sudden action makes your lips part, a broken high pitched moan filling their ears.

she likes that sound, that reaction, and siri's no different. their actions resume on you again, the feeling of eleni's heat gliding over yours reaches siri and the bucking of his hips against your back increases, his waist grabbing onto yours.

your eyes roll back, wanton noises leaving your lips uncontrollably, melting into pathetic needy sobs. eleni's lips manage to meet siri's as they bully your puffy cunt, hands wandering over your body as their tongues slip into each other.

finally, the knot inside you snaps. stronger than before and more sensitive as you come undone for what you're pretty sure is at least the tenth time.

eleni cums with you, guiding the both of you through your high with her hips gently rubbing against yours, cooing into your ear. siri finishes last, but not much long after you, burrowing his face into your hair with a growl as he feels himself spurt into the stupid rubber, promising to him and you that next time he'll get rid of this stupid constraint.

"if it feels that good, maybe i'll have to conjure up a cock on me next time to fuck you, doll," eleni jokes, through you're not sure if it actually is unserious...

"...did we go too rough this time?" siri asks, his arms wrapped around your smaller frame as you use him as a human body pillow, "they're out cold..."

you and eleni are clad in two of his only washed house clothes as of now, leaving him in nothing but a pair of baggy shorts as he brushes his fingers through your hair.

eleni hums, "maybe, but atleast they passed doing what they loved passed doing," siri groans at the response, but he can't deny the smile that sneaks up his face at her words.

you can't deny the snicker that leaves your lips, and you can't deny how absolutely amazing your boyfriend and girlfriend are either.

"you fucker, you're awake!" "...snork mimi mimi mimi..." "[name]-"

[delusional-mishaps]

YEEEAAAHHH OMG ALL YOUR HEADCANNONS ARE REALLY GOOD! 🤩And I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT MOFO IS SMART ENOUGH TO POSSIBLE BE A LITERAL DOCTOR EITHER. Everyone at the hospital thinks he’s just here waiting for someone or to flirt with the nurse when reality he goes nerd mode and is really good at his job also. And writing stuff about Epic has to be the worst and best at the same time??? He is so funny but also cringe. AND ABSOLUTELY NO ONE CAN CONVINCE ME THAT HE WOULD NOT GIVE THE DUMBEST NICKNAMES EVER-

With his s/o he would also probably compare there relationship to a fictional couple like ”we’re just like ___ and ____“🥰 depending on what show he is forcing you to watch (he def takes his partner to anime conventions also) AND he uses those cringe Japanese terms like yandere and tsundere and baka but mostly ironically, AUAUAGAH HE IS SO 😭😭💖💖💕🔥💥‼️‼️‼️

I could ramble about him all day but I think that’s enough simping, but it’s just he’s so auaghaugah. THE OLD COMICS YUGOGEER MADE ABOUT HIM ARE ALSO REALLY GOOD, FOUND ONE WHERE HE IS WEARING AN ANIME SCHOOL GIRL OUTFIT! Most of them are deleted and it makes me so angry like ggrrrrr. I had to scroll through the depths of an old tumblr account to find them all, I saw so much fontsecst… I saw the comics, but at what cost? 😔😔😔

OH AND BACK ON TOPIC, THE HEADACHE HEADCANNON FOR EPIC IS CHEFS KISS!!! Never even thought about how technically all his power is stored in that socket, and it must really hurt him. Mah poor boi 😖 AND SANSES WITH GLASSES ARE THE BEST! Error does have glasses canonically I can confirm. One sans that wears glasses could also be NIGHTMARE. I think this because he has all that goop in front of his one eye and also since he has been around for a loooong time, which could play a part in bad eye sight. And it’s also funny to see him all grandpa mode EHEHEHH!

I APPRECIATE THE EXTRA PICS OF THE CROCHET BOIS, TYSM! They are the DEFINITION of scrunkly 💕 AND CRAM AND JAM ARE AAAAHHH!!! Those names make me wanna go crazy. I want the LOOOORREEEE! I can be MatPat and you can be Scott Cawthon and this could be like fnaf if you get my super duper awesome metaphor! 😎😎😎

And are legiterally so cool fr fr. Kissing you platonically also 😙 MWAH! Love seeing your rants and headcannons omg, I’m not going anywhere anytime soon! 😈😈😈 sorry for very very long ask just realized I went kinda off the rails here lmao

anon don't apologize for the long ask im in love /p

BYT AUUUQGQGG DINT EVEN TALK ABOUT HIW EPIC USES THOSE ANIME TERMS.. youre mad at him for something and he calls you a tsundere AS IF THATLL MAKE ANYTHING BETTER.. BABE I WANNA BEAT YOU STOP TALKING LIKE THAT OMGG but we just like that anime couple he said we were like fr idk i zone out when he turns on anime

BAJSNKSNSK THE FONTCEST im so sorry.. the lengths youll go for epic 💔💔

nightmare deffo has glasses because he is literally a grandpa. he needs his spectacles to see. he can't tell his gang apart otherwise (we aren't talking about canon here ok i love murder time trio theyre soso silly and special to me :3 ) because they all look the same LMAOO

OMG FNAF REFERENCE ‼️‼️‼️‼️ OK OK OK CRAM AND JAM LORE!!! they had an old "owner" who was lowkey kinda neglectful.. bitties are sentient so OBVIOUSLY they can just take care of themself, right? pfft, yeah. so anyway one day they're taken out on the town with their owner and they're trying to come up with a PLAN on how to escape and find a better life (cram was, anyway) and jam just saw my sona (who has other bitties too btw.. i like to make a bitty anytime i get merch of a character like keychains/pins/plushies etc.. it's kinda cringe LMFAOO I LOVE BEING CRINGE‼️‼️) and he's just like "wow that person could take care of us" so they're STOW AWAYS!!! hence the names cram and jam because they crammed and jammed their way into my got damn pockets 😭

I AM GLAD YOU ARE HERE TO STAY !!!!!! answering asks is like enrichment time in my enclosure BAJSKDKCKF

[gallavich-headcanon]

Hmm, we can call this a post canon AU, lol.

I think Mickey is absolutely someone who often needs to square things in his own head before he commits. Sort of like when he came out, once he did it, he did it and fuck anyone who gives him shit about it even if he was still coming to terms with it. He says in canon that he likes things he can see and touch as opposed to imagination so I think he’s the type to turn stuff over in his head, consider all the angles he can think of, and once he feels solid enough about it, he plows forward.

So yeah, the idea of a trial run with Tony’s toddler is right up his alley, I think. He doesn’t wanna get Ian’s hopes up but he also doesn’t wanna make it a big deal or have to fucking talk about it so rent-a-kid it is. (I’m gonna call her Abigail. All the Milkovich kids’ names can be nicknames for saint names which I find super interesting as unexplored worldbuilding.)

Between Liam and Franny, Mickey’s probably got the most experience with kids Nicky and Tommy’s age so I def think he’d be pretty comfortable with them. I don’t remember us seeing a lot of Mickey caring for Yev until Yev was a bit older? There was Svet and Mandy around plus Mickey was dealing with Ian being sick for the initial time, iirc. So I could see Mickey being a lot more hesitant about an actual tiny, can’t hold their own head up baby. This would also help reconcile the difference between wedding day Mickey saying “plenty of strays running around the neighborhood” vs his reaction to Ian wanting the crib. Something along the lines of the difference between a kid big enough to be more of an independent being versus a baby totally dependent on you? Probably some childhood, too-small to fight back trauma to unpack there.

Also, shhhh, let’s pretend I didn’t fuck up and write Joey when I meant Jamie. The baby is Jamie’s and she’s barely a few months old, I think. I have a soft spot for Jamie since he helped with the Gallavich wedding and came real close to getting his ass beat by Terry for them. I think after what happened in the show, Mandy takes every precaution to avoid getting pregnant. Idk that I see her having kids really, but maybe. But the baby, who I’m gonna call Ruth bc 1, Ruthie is an adorable nickname and Ian would absolutely call her that, and 2, the Baby Ruth jokes write themselves and Mickey without a doubt gets so much joy over yelling “Yo, Baby Ruth!” across the parking lot when she’s in high school. He is 100% the dad who embarrasses his kids in good fun whenever he can.

Ian is a better person than I am-> Ian is just glad Mickey isn’t killing someone, stealing something, or in jail. His only thought as he knocked on the door (he left his keys since he was going through airport security) was ‘if he’s doing sketchy shit again, I’m handcuffing him to the radiator’ which yeah, has potential but not if Mickey goes back to prison. Kids, Ian can handle. Ian loves kids. Unless these kids are stolen. Wait a minute. Mick? Mickey, unlock the door. Damnit, Milkovich, get your ass out here and explain!

(Mick does explain and Ian does make the soft dopey face and they get to kiss for exactly two minutes before getting hit in the side of the head with a toy car that Nicky and Tommy each swear the other threw.) 🦖

Hello my dear 🦖 anon!

So yeah, the idea of a trial run with Tony’s toddler is right up his alley -> Yeah, I agree! He doesn’t wanna get Ian’s hopes up but he also doesn’t wanna make it a big deal or have to fucking talk about it so rent-a-kid it is. -> hahaha rent-a-kid! I do think Mickey got a lot better with talking about how he feels, so in my head the have been kinda talking about being open to taking a foster kid or something but just theoretically. I just don't like the idea of Mickey springing this on Ian completely out of nowhere, you know? I feel like if he feels like he's mature enough to take care of a kid, he would at least make it through a couple of conversations about kids...

I like the name Abigail! And Ruth! Side question- what last names do they get? I am an avid believer that Mickey will take Ian's last name, even without kids, (for many reasons) but this is your headcanon, my friend! So I'm wondering what's your headcanon?

I don’t remember us seeing a lot of Mickey caring for Yev until Yev was a bit older? -> yeah because s4 cuts with I&M moving in with Svetlana and Yevgeny in the middle of the winter (Yevgeny was also born in beginning of that winter I think), we blink and s5 is in the summer. so we missed a whole lot but Ian seems incredibly comfortable, so I am assuming he and Mickey took care of him? but mostly Ian. But again, this is a headcanon, we can change canon to whatever we feel like.

a kid big enough to be more of an independent being versus a baby totally dependent on you -> Yeah, I think this is their compromise or at least the one Mickey makes in his head? Giving Ian the small and cute part but insisting on something that can kinda communicate?

I also have a soft spot for Jamie! I love seeing his name pop up in fics! I wish we got more scenes with the nice, not homophobic Milkovichs. Mandy would be careful, but I feel like she wouldn't hesitate to leave her baby with Ian and Mickey if for some reason she had it and didn't think she could keep it safe...

Mickey is 100% the dad who embarrasses his kids in good fun whenever he can.  Truer words were never spoken.

You killed me with Ian just enjoying being with the kids while Mickey hides out, just chilling, taking comfort in the fact that Mickey isn't doing illegal shit until- he just has to make sure, you know? He's not blaming him, he's just making sure. Because he loves the idea of having the kids, but not if he's alone with them because Mickey is IN PRISON AGAIN.

Legends say it's the longest kiss they got to have uninterrupted for the next 4 years. (well, at least until the kids are asleep in their beds.)

[captainaikus]

THE NEW THEME LOOKS AMAZING LOVE!!!! (do you mind the nicknames? i give nicknames to my friends all the time especially over text cause endearment and affection you know?) did you get my video?? i hope so!!! how’s your day going? did you get that paper review done? also side note Idk why but id love to take a nap with Nagi right abt now. i just got out of a long class and my feet hurt and i want snacks and a nap. Also. don’t forget to eat something and drink water and take a break!!! *sends many virtual hugs*

- ✨ anon

Starry!! I made the new account- and i followed you! *read the ace in bubble bath fic and i love it - despite not knowing much abt one piece but i'll start watching it +planning to explore more of your blog * ૮(˶˃ᆺ˂˶)ა

Of you can call me love! I give nicknames as well - and they do give affection (づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡

I changed the theme again cause it wasn't sitting well and i needed to put more thought into it - so now its more of sage green and looks calm and collected. Honestly? Aiku moodboard- based on a comfort fic that i wanted to write thats self indulgent and for others who are stressing out or need to relax.

And ofc i got your video! It was so cute- RINDOU! RINDOUUU! *kisses air* RINDOU - DAMNNN that's what got me- then the thought of how Rindou could do a split came to my mind- but if we're being honest, Haitani bros looked good with the new hair esp Ran

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And yeah i got the paper review done- and my prof said and i wrote it well ! And then i got scouted for doing research papers so i sit with 5 volumes and study them and give them to my prof. Its fun work but the books are untouched. so they are really dusty and i had to wish my hand 3 times cause the suds/ soap foam was dirty (,,>﹏<,,) and i'm guessing i might have a dust allergy- not sure. but i plan on using surgical gloves next week for this job.

A nap with Nagi is so tempting. Him just snoring away and patting your head to comfort you- and he would do this really cute thing of lifting the duvet and patting the space beside him for you to lie down with a small voice; "sleepy..."

I had a lemon tea (its also Nagi's fav-) and some salad ! And i hope you're resting well too!

*sending koala hugs*

[honorarysimp]

Ghoooosttt!! You've noticed me? And you give me a tag, god, you know how to make someone feel special 🥺🥺🥺 especially cause I'm kinda really shy to send asks, this means a lot! 😄

It took me a while to reply cause goddamn, I read it thrice by now. I was expecting the flashback (interesting chapter title btw, learnt something new) but the Lorraine Rooks convo had me melting 😭

Finally, the name drop. Its surprising I didn't search what Rooks meant, but this was fun to read and theorize! Like, I have so many questions. Is Rooks' dad kinda a reason for the visions cause he's really ominous?? I think he may have something to do with those symbols up there and with what Maxine said (even with how religious he is? Idk this maybe crazy speculations) Then, does Lorraine and others know about it, or is it just a nickname..? Lorraine would be kind but the others..nope. The album part was amazing.

And OH MY GOD the tension. The proximity, their understanding oh god they're goals. Like SLOWBURN ALL THE WAY cause we get such good healthy dynamics and the tension * chefs kiss * I really loved it when Rooks didn't shut down after she denied and really understood her (they're made for each other ISTG) and Lorraine when Rooks said they aren't leaving (my poor baby 🥺 someone's doing right by her for the first time) this was the healthiest slowburn convo scene I've read I WAS LITERALLY INTERNALLY SCREAMING THE WHOLE TIME😭

Okay I may be easy but yes, I'm convinced, Lorraine is a sweet angel baby indeed. It's just that she is so genuine with Rooks and i didn't miss that 'haven she longed for' in the prev update (which was Lorraine's POV for a sec if I'm right) ...I really hope she tells Rooks the whole witch lore we're looking forward to 🤞🤞

BUT THEY ARE TOP TIER. 100/10. WOULD DIE FOR THEM. EVEN IF I'M LIKE TOTALLY WRONG ABOUT THE PLOT, I WANT A LORRAINE IN MY LIFE 😭😭 such a sweet friend she is ♥️

One thing tho, really admire the way you write situations. They're so realistic and I can't believe we got to read this in such a short time 🥺♥️ Hope you're doing alright, Ghost xx

OH MY GOSH. HI!!!

So many thoughts, you’re so sweet first of all. I pay attention to everyone, you have no idea how I will Sherlock Holmes my notifications to try and figure out who is sending in anon asks (I’ll never tell, but I see you and love you all🫶).

It’s an absolute treasure hearing you say this because at times I worry I’m dragging things out too much or being too subtle (overthinker). I’m all about details, little breadcrumbs that circle back and make sense later. Scratches an itch.

I promise I’ll repay the tension, you will be fed properly. But I’ll be honest, chapter six is half way done and it’s NUTS. it’s writing itself, I take no responsibility.

I’m doing well thank you for asking, hope you’re doing well yourself!

[sunmoonjune]

okay here i am because once again you have DELIVERED!!!

as soon as i woke up i jumped on to read and it was so COMFORTING AMD SO GOOD!

your descriptions are so poetic and comforting i can literally feel the words physically, you truly have a talent you should be so proud of yourself! because i am!

so first things first as usual after every chapter i’m crying because the way yunho simply would not leave bugs side :( broke my heart (in a good way) he’s so gentle with her i’m sobbing rn

AND THE WAY HES SO REASSURING AND SOFT TO WOOYOUNG TOO they’re all so soft and loving i’m-

and bug just doesn’t want to be separated from anyone she’s so cute she needs all the kisses in the world

her desperation to see san even though she believes them that he’s okay but she needs to see him and reassure herself that he’s okay and i find that so ARSGDEHBDH

hongjoong having to hold himself back i’m- and when she signed “home” i’m- i’m- im- banging my head on a wall (in a good way)

THEN SANUNION!! YAYYYY the way he was so desperate to see her back and okay that he disregarded his own pain and just needed to give ha the hugs she DESERVES!! and he was so reassuring letting her know that nothing was her fault they’re so cute i’m pulling all my hair out (in a good way)

AND WHEN SHE TOOK HER MASK OFF OMGGGG yeosang respects her sm and stayed turned away the whole time and she trusted yunho enough to put her hand down and HIS KITHES SHE DESERVES ALL THE LOVE AND KISSES she’s gawjus girl she’s pretty girl go get it girl

and all those nicknames i’m heaving this is so cute i can’t handle anymore every time i think i can handle it i cannot! me and bug got the same symptoms girl my stomach also got that nauseating feeling rn (in a good way <3)

idk if i missed anything out, i hope not but if i did just know every single line is artwork and beautiful even the commas and periods are beautifully executed you’re amazing gorgeous beautiful and WONDERFUL!! :D

- 📚 LOTS OF KISSES MWAH

📚 anon my beloved!!

thank you omg :')) truly it makes me so so proud when I get feedback like this <3 I've never squealed and kicked my feet more I think xD

yunbug <33 they did not want to be separated and how could I ever tear them apart again :"D he's so tender and he loves her SO MUCH, fr where do I find me a man like that

also yunwoo too <33 all of ateez adores each other and I'm truly here for it

hongjoong <3 our captain needs a kiss on the forehead and someone to tell him that they love him (I volunteer fr!!!) but that will come soon >:D bug missed her captain too and hongjoong needs a moment where he doesn't have to be a leader you know? he just needs to be hongjoong for a little <3

SAN!!! every time I write san it's always something I can see him genuinely doing irl,, like san throwing himself at woo because he was so worried about him even tho he himself is injured?? yeah that sounds like san, he truly is an angel and we don't deserve him :"))

the last scene!! yeosang didn't even need anyone to ask him, he was already turned around and he was going to give bug all the space she needed,, and yunho AGHH bug trusts him so much <3 no thoughts just yunbug <33

the nicknames also get me too!! I honestly literally write whatever reaction I have to them and that's what you read LMAO all that tummy turning and butterflies swarming is just me being delulu and thinking of san calling me 'love' and woo calling me 'baby' xD

thank you thank you again!! I'm so so happy you enjoyed the chapter <33

[marculees]

hiya, i'm turning 18 in two months and i haven't ever kissed anyone, like not even a peck so i kind of relate to the anxiety over kissing in general although in your case it's probably worse, if you've had non-consensual situations that isn't comparable of course. but i what i wanted to say is, that you being comfortable is important. you don't owe your bf any form of affection and you should definitely not feel pressured to kiss him or anything. (1/3)

i know this might be a bit of a conflict for you, i'm guessing you like your bf to some extent ;) but if he can't or won't understand you and makes you feel guilty for not kissing then that's definitely unhealthy. of course he's only human and might lose patience once but you're also human and need to be comfortable with physical affection. i feel a lil dumb for saying all this since i have no experience at all but i just know that women/girls all too often get pushed into a position (2/3)

where affection is a duty and not something they want for themselves. i'm aware that in ireland there's a lot of pressure to have a relationship or be physically affectionate from a fairly young age but please don't let that weigh you down that much. expectations need to be broken sometimes. anyway idk if this all made sense i think i lost my thread somewhere but the moral of the story is: don't feel bad for following your instincts and feeling and YOU COME FIRST. always. (3/3) 

Hi, anon. Firstly, thank you, you’re very kind to send such thoughtful and wise words. Secondly, regardless of the differences with your own experiences, you and your thoughts and feelings are valid! Its also standing from an objective viewpoint, which is always a good stance to have.

The problem is that he doesn’t really make me feel guilty for it; its more of a thing with myself. My ex had an ‘owe’ attitude and my ��no”s were mistranslated as “later” 💀 I’m constantly fearful of disappointing others or not being good enough, or that I’m more of a burden than a blessing. I’ve been pushed away before for my disability by people I considered close to me, but on a romantic level comes another layer to be picked apart at. I really like your quote about breaking expectations because there are far too many unhealthy ones set on young people and relationships. Its just when you feel like you’re the only one who doesn’t enjoy something everyone else seems to, it makes you really wonder whether you’re right or not with your feelings. Its like “why can’t I like this, when everyone else does? Is there something wrong with me?” >.

I want to be more physically affectionate. For both our sakes. I just hate feeling like I’m stringing someone along with ‘promises’ I don’t know if I can keep. All I can promise is to try my best, but is my best enough? I don’t know if that makes sense but yeah dskhdljkgjkdh. How long will it be until people get tired of waiting? Why should they wait for me when they could have someone much easier to deal with? Most people feel insecure when not in a relationship but I’m the opposite and I become more critical of myself lol. I think it will take a lot of patience on both ends. I’ve been working on my flinching problem at the very least and its making some progress, which is good. I suppose its just one step at a time!

If I were to describe the situation in a ‘creative’ way, I’d label myself in a polyamorous relationship with my boyfriend, my worries and my mother’s anxiety which she has a bad habit of influencing her upbringing of me. I want to make everyone happy even though that’s impossible, but I will still try. I know that everyone includes me, but I’ll place myself a little lower on that list because if I’m unable to please those I love then how can I be happy with myself, you know? Its really an awkward scenario but I’m hopeful that I’ll figure it out. I’ll conquer my fears and past, and I’ll become the confident person I want to be, and that I need to be. Does being confident equal being ‘the same as everyone else’? That I’m not so sure of...but I guess there’s fun in the mystery ^^’

One thing I am definitely sure of though is that you (anon) will not be silly enough to have these worries. You have a sensible mindset and I can imagine that once you are over your initial nerves, you will feel in control of your body and decisions that are to be made only for you, by you.  No one else. I can only wish you the very best with any romantic encounters in your future, and a BIG thank you for reaching out. It means a LOT and I cannot thank you enough