#she LOVES nicknames and pet names and she wants to be DRAMATIC about them

[rxttenfish]

also yes i headcanon that aaravi's nickname for miranda is "princess", partially as an insult/snide comment that grew more affectionate over time, and partially because she didn't actually learn miranda's name for an embarrassingly long time and just defaulted to calling her "the princess" in her head

[m3talmunson]

It started with babes. Babes is completely platonic right? Nothing out of the ordinary there. Eddie was known for being over dramatic, why would nicknames -or in this case, pet names- be any different?

Babes wasn't even that over the top, so why was Steve blushing like a school girl after it was said in passing?

Steve definitely knew why, although, he was going to pretend he didn't. But he knew, about himself, about Eddie. A couple months after spring break '86 Steve had a very enlightening talk with Robin about his feelings. Towards Munson. Those completely and totally platonic feelings.

And a couple weeks later, as though Eddie was so in tune with Steve's discovery, Eddie came out to Steve at a campfire with Robin and Nance. Those two had wandered off, Eddie made some comment about "Good for Robs," before realizing his mistake. That was, until Steve said "Yeah, good for Robs," and Eddie just had to ask.

"You know about her? Y'know..."

"What? Eddie? Of course! She's my best friend."

"And you're ok with it?" Eddie was kind of shocked. Great 'King' Steve wasn't going to sick the dogs on Hawkins Local Lesbian? And it seemed like he had known longer than Eddie?

"Yeah, when you survive hell and back enough it's pretty hard to hate anyone for being gay." Steve left off the part where he was also into guys. He knew Eddie was ok with that, clearly ok with Robin, but Eddie might not be ok with being the guy Steve was into.

"Oh. Well," Eddie didn't know if it was the couple beers he had downed, or his newfound safety with this big ol' group of misfits, but he was comfortable asking Steve, "What if I was like Robin too?"

"Are you?" Steve asked. He wasn't going to get his hopes up over hypotheticals, but he could admit he had feelings for the older boy. He wasn't sure what feelings to be honest,but he was figuring that out as he went. He just knew they were more than platonic.

"Well, technically I'm the opposite of Robin, y'know. Not attracted to women. But yeah, I am." Eddie stared into the camp fire, torn between hoping that it would eat him alive, or that it would simply stare back.

"Okay, thanks for trusting me." Steve responded, plain as day.

He had asked Robin, if someone were to come out to him (granted they were not just drugged by Russians), what would she have wanted to hear. And he finally got the chance to use it, seeing the way Eddie's shoulders dropped in relief.

"So you're like actually ok with it?"

"Like I said, been to hell and back with you, who you love doesn't mean a thing over that."

" Yeah," Eddie said,"But most straight guys don't like it when gay guys flirt relentlessly with them."

"We'll keep that one between us then, won't we?" Steve wasn't entirely ready to correct Eddie on the straight thing, so he just didn't acknowledge that part. He chose to ignore the blush rise on his face, blaming it internally on the heat of the fire.

He also tried to ignore that at that point, the nicknames picked up.

It started with babes. Then baby, which made Steve's brain flutter. Then sweetheart. Eddie only used that one when he wanted something, and yet Steve still loved it. Stevie was one of the fan favorites. Not really a pet name, but used just as lovingly as one. Sometimes Eddie held out the end, in a sing-song voice. Made Steve weak in the knees. Eddie knew what he was doing.

It was babe that made Steve do something about it. Eddie used sweetheart, baby, Stevie, around everyone. In front of the kids, on his various trips to Family Video (whether to buy or annoy, who knew). But babe. Babe was just for Steve and Steve alone.

So of course, the only logical order of events was for Steve to start using them back.

It started with babe, the obvious choice. Fight fire with fire, or whatever. The meaningless pet names ended with babes too.

Because after Eddie kissed Steve to shut him up, they suddenly had meaning.

[hotxcheeto]

Hii could I have Chloe price and a plus size s/o and lots of romance and smut pls <3

(who’s your fav lis character btw)

━ 𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐍

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Chloe Price x G/N!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Smut, AFAB reader ( no pronouns/nicknames/pet names used ) cursing, tongue fucking, oral ( r! receiving ), fingering ( r! receiving ), fluff

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - oooo, i love both sean from game 2 and kate from 1, but i have many favs like max, rach, nate etc... but sean and kate take the absolute reign lol. ty so much for requesting!!!

She'd been laying in your lap for hours, sleeping, holding you close with her face buried in your tummy. You only knew she was alive from her soft snores and consistent twitching that would sometimes make you lightly jerk yourself awake.

You were ready to fall into dreamland too, eyes staring at the TV heavy lidded. Your hand slowed to a stop from raking through her short strands of hair but immediately the girl shifted when you did so only for her to lift up her head not even a minute later.

"Why'd you stop?" Her voice rang out making you turn your head, laughing when you were met with her disheveled appearance, her hands settled on the tops of your thighs as her arms were tucked underneath your legs.

"Cause I thought you were sleeping." She huffed when you answered, rubbing her eyes. "Well I was." You hummed, not really paying much mind after, focusing back on your show with a soft blink.

Chloe did not enjoy the lack of attention because her face then fell back into your stomach, a huff following a few seconds later making you giggle as it unintentionally began a fight for her to gain attention by blowing raspberries into your belly.

"Chloe- Chloe stop it!" You tried pushing her away and squirming yourself out of her grip. The girl only continuing to execute her attack by moving with you, finally coming to a halt when her need to kiss you took over instead.

"You are so hot." You continued to laugh as giant, sloppy smooshes were placed on your plush skin. Again and again until it tickled, making you try your best to run once again only to be straddled by her entire body.

"I mean it... fuck." She said dramatically, yet truthfully, licking her lips while staring down at you. "Look at you." You felt your face flush a bit, though not visible, you could for sure feel it on your cheeks.

"Oh shut it, you flirt." You giggled, moving to cover up your face, though she was faster. Her hands gripping your wrists before you got to move them even as far up as your collarbone. Your limbs trapped at your sides while you wiggled to escape, a kiss though made you still once more.

"You taste good." She muttered, making you grin and burn even harder. Avoiding her eyes by looking at the ceiling instead but she captured your lips once again, snatching you back to reality with the taste of shitty beer and her toothpaste.

"Like, really fucking good." She just kept going, moving off your body to grab your legs, sitting between your thighs once again. If you asked Chloe, you would bet that if you asked, she'd claim them as her most favorite things in the entire world.

For a moment the girl pulled back, taking in the sight of you before moving down to the hem of your pants.

"Have to test down here too."

"Chloe Price!"

"What? It's only fair."

She gave you that face that made you want to punch her right in the nose. Chloe whining when you huffed as if you were pretending to think about it, ignoring all her little pokes and prods.

"Y/nnnnnn...." She dragged for longer than you really listened, rolling your eyes. "Fine, go ahead, but I'm watching my show." "You won't be when I'm done with you."

The game was on then and your bottoms were across the room before you could finish another thought. Dressed with nearly nothing made you feel a little wave of life down below but you came to the conclusion to begin ignoring it as to not give her the satisfaction that you were enjoying this.

That was short lived though, a tiny breath following that shook slightly when your underwear were peeled away and you could feel the air against your cunt.

But that was all it took for her to be invested in gaining more from you. Her stare fixated on the way you flickered back and forth from the television to her, though you'd been trying not to be too obvious, that failed.

"Fuck, this... if I could see one last thing before I die, it would so be this." You felt yourself blushing again, Chloe only able to see your flustered state when you brought that shy smile on your mouth and couldn't contain it any other way than hiding it.

"Shut up." You teased, almost begging. Her laughter intoxicating, swirling around the room, following her as she leaned down closer to the area that slowly felt more and more uncomfortable the hornier you began to get. Pulsating and throbbing to the point where you wanted to buck your hips right into her mouth.

But you also knew that she wanted that as well.

"Not taking that back." She commented, meeting your gaze while moving close, her tongue poking out just enough to kitten lick your clit. You couldn't even respond, the action repeating itself again and again while you finally gave in. A soft sound erupting from your throat, though not loud, Chloe enjoyed it.

Her fingers dug into your skin which melded to her touch, and she took that as an invitation. Grabbing all that she could which had much choice in where, you had much to hold and in turn, much to love.

"H-how's the taste test?" She heard you whimper, a little giggle following afterwards from your own amusement. "Really good... gonna need more to give it a rating though."

She pushed back against you, tongue delving into your hole before you got a chance to say another word.

Soon enough you were in your own little world, eyes fluttering shut as you absentmindedly jerked to meet her. Grinding against her, chasing your high that was starting to match your pace.

You could feel nothing but her, straining your body to get as close to her as physically possible.

"Fuck- fuck Chloe- please- please don't stop-" And she wasn't planning on it, fingertips teasing your clit and her tongue did your entrance. It felt like you were on fire, just like every other time, yet the feeling never extinguished.

"I'm- I'm- oh shit- fuck-" You came barreling towards the edge, head falling back as you came against your girlfriend, shaky breaths and quiet cries following with.

Her mouth continued its act while you trembled and began pushing her away, the feeling too much and too tingly to handle.

"Fuck.." She muttered, wiping her mouth.

You waited in the quiet of the room for any other sign of life from her, covering your eyes with your forearm as you calmed yourself. Feeling her caressing your legs and lower belly.

"Ten out of ten." You erupted into chuckles, peeking at her while shaking your head. "I hate you so much Chloe Price." "As long as you let me do that for fucking ever, I don't even care."

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Since it’s almost Halloween… can you write about Regina and Reader going to a house party for Halloween?

Regina’s costume is that of a vampire and Reader is going as a werewolf. Regina is literally arguing with Reader as to why vampires are better when they’re getting ready for the party. Queue Reader ending up walking around with one of those fake chains around their neck, because Regina said she had to wear it and Regina pulling her everywhere with it at the party 💀 can turn spicy at the end…

(This idea was triggered by a tiktok from user ceekayye)

Vampires or Werewolves?

|| Regina George x nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; light swearing, underage drinking, highschool party, drunk sex, smut at the end, top Regina, bottom reader, Regina teasing reader, use of 'pup' pet name, Gretchen x Karen hints

|| Summary; reader and Regina can't seem to be on the same page about which is better; Vampires or Werewolves? But there is one thing they're on the same page about..

Requests open!

Started; october 30th

Finished; october 30th

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It was that time of year again; Halloween. Which meant Halloween costume parties. There was one tonight that you and your girlfriend, Regina George, were going to so the two of you were getting ready in her room. Regina was going as a sexy vampire, while you a sexy werewolf.

Regina did a once over of your outfit and raised a judging eyebrow," I don't get why you chose to go as that when you could have just matched with me. Vampires are like, way fucking hotter." She told you and that only made you roll your eyes. Maybe Vampires were hotter, but werewolves were cooler and you'd die on that hill.

"Werewolves are cooler. They can become a literal wolf monster," You defended. Regina scoffed at that.

"Vampires change into bats and fly. What does a wolf do? Run fast?" She smirked at you and you pouted a bit at her.

"Yeah, well- whatever. I've wanted to go as a werewolf since last Halloween." You folded your arms across your chest, trying to defend your choice.

Regina simply sighed and got an idea, her smirk never leaving her face." Fine, you can wear that. But..." She trailed off for dramatic effect, she loved leaving you in suspense. Regina went over to her closet and dug through it before pulling out a fake chain with one of those thick collars attached. Your eyes widened a bit as she walked back over to you," you're wearing this."

"What-" You'd started to say, but the look in her eyes made you stop. Regina was serious about this and honestly.. it was kind of hot. She walked over to you and clamped the collar around your neck, making sure it was secure before giving the chain a small tug. You gasped and looked into the blonde's eyes as she smirked.

"Keep this on, okay, pup?"

You huffed at the nickname and your cheeks flushed," don't call me that."

"Then don't dress like a dog~" Regina teased. Oh yeah, she was going to have fun with you tonight.

A little bit later, the two of you arrived at the party. Hand in hand as you walked in, the loud music immediately going to your ears and starting a small headache. You shook your head, which shook the fake chain. Regina glanced at you then noticed Gretchen and Karen. She headed over to them, taking her hand out of yours and pulling you over by the chain instead. You didn't have much complaints about that.

Gretchen noticed the two of you first and smiled wide," Regina! Y/N! Hi!!" She practically jumped as she gave Regina a hug, who cringed and pushed her off. Then she gave you a hug and looked over both of your outfits." Oo! Love the costumes, I'm surprised you guys didn't do a couples costume though."

Regina rolled her eyes at that," I tried to get them to match with me as a vampire but they insisted being a mutt."

"Werewolf!" You corrected her and she just laughed.

"Yeah, yeah same difference, babe." She gave your cheek a kiss and you sighed.

Karen looked at your outfit and smiled," oh I love dogs!!"

Regina put her hand over her mouth as she tried not to laugh, you gave her an annoyed side eye.

"Yup, me too, Karen." You replied and Karen giggled, pulling Gretchen off somewhere who easily tagged along.

"Catch up later!" Gretchen called over the music before her and Karen disappeared into the crowd. You raised an eyebrow but didn't question them, Regina took you by your chain and pulled you over to the drinks. She handed you one and then took one for herself.

Much later into the party, you and Regina were well into your drinks by the time she decided to sneak you off upstairs. Regina found an empty room, then pulled you over to bed where she forced you down. Straddling herself on your hips with the chain well wrapped around her hand. She pulled it back a little, just enough to make you gasp and look up at her.

"Gina.." You murmured, words slurring together. She shushed you by her lips, pulling you into a deep, bruising kiss. As her tongue slipped into your mouth, her hands trailed your sides. Feeling all along your body as she started to move her hips. Not even caring that the both of you were still in costume. You swallowed each others moans in the kiss, Regina's hips grinding harder against yours. Trying to build the friction.

The alcohol made everything all the more intense, so it wasn't long before the two of you came undone in your clothes. Moans loud as the kiss was broken. Echoing off the walls.

That definitely wasn't the end of your night, though.

[kiwi-but-the-bird-not-the-fruit]

Hii! I just wanted to say I love your Nefero fics!! If you can, may I request where reader is hanging out with Cleon, (like you know platonically) and Nefero’s like, “what’s so great about him, I’m right here!” And he gets all pouty from lack of attention. (Also do you think you can make fem!reader a kitsune monster?)

Hi hi!

Thank you so much! I'm glad you love the fics of him so far :]

Sure I can make a different reader variation (it's funny I kinda don't describe the reader as any monster so this was interesting to try out)

Also possibly i will make a Cleon x fem! Reader soon

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Male!Nefera DeNile x Kitsune! fem! Reader

Prompt- [Name] is hanging out with Cleon while she's at the brother's house just talking and laughing, then Nefero barges in being all pouty

She/her pronouns

Using [Name] as substitute for y/n

Nickname for reader- my love/my jewel/my queen

Fluff/Nefero being pouty/clingy bf/jealous Nefero

Art not mine found on pinterest

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(Good excuse to use this fanart lol)

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We see Cleon and & [Name] on the couch laughing and giggling, they share funny stories of their respective friend groups and gossip about whatever drama Spector had posted on his Blog that was new to [Name] since now she had graduated a year ago with Nefero.

"Oh my rah! Can you believe that Frankie found a new ghoul just 3 weeks after the previous one? It's crazy how he finds them" he dramatically sighs "that boy is gonna get in trouble with how many ghouls he dates" [Name] laughs "he'll soon find an angry big brother at his doorstep" she takes a sip of her lemonade then placing it down "I wouldn't doubt it either, i mean he's a great guy but we tell him all the time to be careful who you chose to get with next" [Name] nods "that's good, keep trying to put sense into that boy" "Oh please like he'd have the brain cells for that" [Name] throws her head back in laughter "Hahaha stawpp that's mean" she slaps his arm.

"you laughed at it though!" He counters pushing her,causing her to fall "Haha- oof, alright fair" she adjusted herself to sit criss-cross on the lavish rug she holds one of her tail on her lap petting it softly and her ears twitching as she still giggled at the little jab Cleon took on his friend "okay so how's that ghoul you told me about-"

On the other side of the room at the entrance of the living room stood a jealous Nefero practically seething that his little brother had taken his lovely girlfriend when she went to get a glass of lemonade to now talking on the couch with his younger brother

'Why is he taking all her attention she's here for ME not him' Nefero stood their seething in anger "that's it I'm going over there" he walks into the room

[Name] looks over Cleon's shoulder and she realized that Nefero was coming and oh boy he looked pouty/angry 'well guess I overstayed my welcome with Cleon it seems' she gets up dusting the invisible dust from her green cargo pants that where matching with Nefero's

"Hey Nefie" she waves as he gets closer, he huffs through his nose and folds his arms to his chest as he stops in front of her "oh my,we're doing it like that now?" He looks at her with his pouty face, [Name] sighs "looks like I gotta go, see you some other time Cleon,good luck with that ghoul you're talking too" she takes Nefero's arm that is still crossed over his chest and she leads him out the room and to his bedroom

[Name] looks at him as she closes the door behind them, he's still pouty but refuses to speak about it which was fine she'd just had to make it up to him but first he'd have to stop this silly tantrum of jealous

"Do you want to cuddle" she asked him but in turn he only looked to the side in a huff "no" [Name] walked up to him her tails swishing from side to side as she did so "you sureee" she held out her arms and wrapped them around his torso snuggling closer chest to chest "very" she sighed "come on Nefie don't be like that, let's lay down and take a nap" [Name] puts a hand through his hair gently

He didn't budge only looking at her with his purple eyes his face stone cold "i don't think so" [Name] sighed and decided that the best option was to just lay in bed and hope he takes the bait

She walks over to the large king size bed takes of her slippers and gingerly opens the blankets lush velvet covers and gets under them, she wiggles her way in and after a few moments gets very comfortable in the sheets/blankets softness, resting her head in her signature pillow (she had claimed to be for only her when she was at his house) and swiftly went to sleep.

Nefero stood still looking at his ghoulfriend being all cute in his bed, her head was peaking pit revealing her soft (h/t) (h/t) hair and her ears that where now flat on her head in comfort, her breath was steady and calm, oh how hard it was for him to now go over there and cuddle..

"Oh whatever" he grumbles and goes over to the bed, tales of his own house slippers opens the blankets and gets in swiftly, he gets closer to her body and wraps his toned arms around her waist, he cuddles her into his chest and he lays his head on the pillow, looking at [Namd] he knew that staying grumpy wouldn't get him what he wanted, now he had what he wanted for letting go of his jealous, cuddling with her smelling her perfume made him filled with joy and contentment having her here was enough

He freed one of his hands and slowly stroked her hair as gently her fox ears wiggled in response causing him to chuckle softly,as he did not want to wake her, with a final deep breath in, to lavish in her sweet aroma he finally let his body sleep having her warmth was like he was alive once more but this time it was better with [Name] besides him.

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Future author note here-

Apologies for the wait but here you go, hope it's up to you're standards!!

[fennecfics]

Cuphead Show! King Dice & Devil x Reader preferences (romantic):

Heyyyy I’m gonna be posting more x Reader stuff here. Also some words are censored because Tumblr is a meanie and won’t let me swear in my fanfiction-

The gender for (Y/n) is vague, but it does have menstrual cycle preferences mixed in, along with some talk about these two respecting pronouns and that jazz so, yeah.

Hope it’s a fun read, I might post more of these guys.

Being in a (romantic) relationship with The Devil would include:

• It’s actually hard for him to fall in love or even trust others, so it’ll take a while for him to say “I love you”.

• Though the first time he’ll ever say “I love you” (most likely after a few months of you two dating) it is immediately followed by a scrunch of the face and him going. “That was… strange..” 

• He forces you to live in Hell with him, and only lets you visit Earth on special occasions. Family stuff, friends, but other than that YOU’RE STAYING!!

• He’s so dramatic whenever he has to cut his nails. He’ll run away from you, or hide. Once, while trying to find him to cut his nails, you found him on the ceiling.

• Despite hating his nails being cut, he will literally beg you to paint his nails. He won't just do one color though, he likes to change it up a bit. Sometimes he'll ask for grey, gold, red, but he loves the black nail polish!

• Whenever he has to do stuff that he doesn’t want to do, he tries to argue that he’s the devil and because of that, you can’t tell him what to do.

• One of his favorite activities is burning bibles, so...you have to deal with being woken up to the smell of smoke at 3AM.

• He's still not fond with current technology, but he does seem to enjoy Netflix.

• Devil giving you weird pet names: Darlin', succub!tch, shmoopie, baby-cakes, cow-pie, and tortoise-pigeon (Being the main nickname).

• If you ever need to practice your makeup on someone, Devil won't mind. He likes how it makes him look.

• Surprisingly enough, this guy brushes his teeth regularly. He got them pearly whites. That, and he doesn't want to loose his sharp teeth, they're his favorite, apparently they make him look intimidating.

• Devil is a man of art, very therapeutic for him. He loves to paint, sometimes he’ll want you to pose for him. And he's actually quite quick when it comes to painting.

• Both you and Henchmen helping him whenever he basically gets electrocuted by the sweater. The two of you are practically the only people he trusts, with Dice being the third.

• He doesn't care what gender you are, or if you're trans. If you're still you, and if you're not lying about anything, he won't care. Along with that he also doesn’t KNOW anything about that stuff, so you probably gotta help if you want him to understand.

• Even though he's the devil, he would never want you to feel bad about yourself. He loves you unconditionally, he would kill anyone who makes you feel that way, steal their soul, eat it, then spit it back out ‘cause it’s clearly rotten!

• If you go through the menstrual cycle and are having bad cramps, he gets very…awkward. He’s not very affectionate with others so he has no idea how to comfort people. He’ll most likely just have some of his little demons looking after you for a few days.

• He tries to use correct pronouns, he mostly slips up though, and he won't realize. You just have to be there to correct him for him to actually notice.

Random example:

(He's showing you to someone)

"Yeah, she's really adorable, isn't she?"

"It's 'they'.”

"...AHHH!" *frustrated demon noises*

• He’s not frustrated at you or the fact you use different pronouns, he’s frustrated at himself for not doing it right. So don’t worry.

Being in a relationship with King Dice would include:

• Probably says “I love you” way too fast, and by that I mean on the first date. 

• If you wear makeup he’ll experiment with it whenever you’re asleep. (The masculine urge to wear your partner’s makeup)

• One of his favorite parts of your body happens to be your hands. He loves how perfectly they fit into his. Sometimes he’ll preform a type of show using his hand and your hand as the actors.

• If you go sit in the audience him during Roll The Dice. He'll immediately see you in the crowd and blush for the rest of the show.

• When he knows you're in the audience, he'll say this while announcing to everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen! ..and (Y/n).." (he'll whisper your name under his breath, but loud enough for the microphone to pick it up.)

• King Dice ALSO giving you some (semi)weird pet names: Darling, fuzzy dice, you adorable gambler, my wild card, little poker, and pumpkin.

• The personification of drama. 

• Has a lot of gossip and info on the other famous people of Inkwell. Will tell you this gossip. You will listen. You have no choice-

• This man may seem like he knows how to do shit on his own, but he actually needs help with most things. Such as you having to help with this man's bow-tie every morning, because he just cannot figure it out for the life of him.

• Perfectionist, such a damn perfectionist. He won't go on with his day without him looking perfectly chipper, and he also spends hours in the shower. Really making sure to run up those water bills.

• A little sensitive about his age. If you ask him about it, he’ll say "that's not important" which is an oddly a creepy answer-

• If you wake up early, you'll find Dice in the bathroom just looking at himself in the mirror with a blank stare. If you actually enter the bathroom, he'll be so terrified that he jumps INTO the shower and closes the curtain to hide himself.

• He's mostly insecure about his pips, or dots. He knows he's getting old, because his color is fading. So...he buys lipstick to cover the faded coloring. But you smudged it once while he was kissing you, and he reacted like he was dying.

• He fiddles with his mustache when he's nervous and yet hates if tell him it makes him look like a villain.

• Much like his boss, if you go through the menstrual cycle he gets ungracefully awkward. But he tries to be very casual about it, despite his awkwardness being obvious as hell.

• “Oh, it’s that week?” Silent for a second. “Do you need me to get you anything or ..no?”

• Will buy you everything you need. And since stuff like tampons were fairly new in the 1930s and therefore most likely a tad expensive, thankfully he does have the money for it.

• If reminded, will carry some on him for you. If reminded that is, I’m putting emphasis on “IF REMINDED�� for a f—king reason! Guy’s on autopilot all day, he’s famous but also has pretty much everything done for him, and so he doesn’t have to think about much.

• If not reminded he will completely forget and therefore freak the hell out if asked if for some.

• Like The Devil, he has no idea what being Non-binary means, or Bisexual, or anything related to that. I’m not saying he’s straight….He’s not, he just doesn’t know there are words for stuff like that other than ‘homosexual’ and a few other words I can’t mention-

• So, he'll mess up a few times when trying to use the correct pronouns, except he'll correct himself very VERY quickly. 

• "He- THEY.. are my partner. I said they, of course I did. I would never say anything other than they.” Silence for a few seconds before then saying in a much more serious tone: “I said they.”

• He cares. He’s just stupid/j

[impishjesters]

Jax x Female Reader adopting a cat

warning(s): nothing just some good ol' wholesome chaotic cat dad Jax A/N: I feel like Jax would have a lot in common with a cat, moody and mischievous to name a few... request: id like to request a jax x female reader where the reader like, adopts an npc cat for company, with jax’s reactions to the cat. maybe jax begrudgingly helps the reader care for the cat? :3

When you approached Caine with the question of if he would make you a cat to have as a pet he was only slightly confused. Like did you want a pet cat or like, a large person-like cat.

When questioned you simply stated you wanted a cat for company, you had one before and it just didn’t feel the same without your little feline baby.

Caine whipped you up a cat easily and suddenly you now had a next to no-maintenance feline friend that you quickly named Evie, a name you found quite hilarious given the situation that only confused Caine further.

Not that the name got used much, you called her everything but the name. Typical random cat nicknames, scoots, loudmouth, etc.

Jax had taken to calling her Bastard despite your complaints, not to mention it took several minutes to piece together what word he said through the censorship.

“We’re not naming her Bastard.”

“What about little shit?”

“The only little shit around here is you, my love.”

“Fine, smaller shit.”

Jax isn’t a huge fan of cats, he doesn’t hate them, but if he had to choose between a cat and a dog he’d pick the cat. At least it could take care of itself.

He helps you take care of the cat but he’s not putting much effort into it until one day Evie starts knocking stuff over. Jax learns that cats are also mischievous little shits.

So maybe he doesn’t dislike cats as much as he did before, maybe it’s just because she’s a digital cat that she’s got more self-aware than real cats. But he definitely feels a connection after that, little miss Evie is always his second in command when fucking with the others now.

It would be precious and wholesome if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s now using your feline daughter to start shit and freak the others out. (It’s easy to forget there’s a cat, usually, she’s with you and not so…tricksy)

Zooble likes to joke that Evie needs a better baby daddy. Jax gets dramatic and holds Evie close and protectively saying he’d die for Evie, and by he, he means he’d sacrifice someone else for her.

“You can pry my little girl from my cold dead digital fingers.”

It’s hard to tell if it’s a joke or not with how seriously he takes his role as cat dad, he does, however, like to fuck with you in saying that you’d make a great mom if you’re able to take care of Evie and him.

Food for thought.

“Where’s ya momma at Evie?”

“Where’s daddy hiding now?”

“Shit, I won’t tell your mom if you don’t.”

“You can’t just keep helping your dad scare the others, Kinger’s gonna have a heart attack one of these days…”

The whole family thing was a joke at first but now it sticks, both of you cracking jokes about how you have to save up for her college fund and all that good stuff.

“I work hard to make this house a home.” - Jax at some point in time despite the fact he doesn't work and this isn't a home... necessarily.

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request for dalton lambert and prompt 17?

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Warnings: fluff, established relationship, Dalton likes nicknames, teasing (with love). 0.7k+ words.

A/N: There are new Dalton gifs, so now I must write enough fics to use every single one of them (I don't make the rules).

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Prompt 17: "Get your own nickname."

As you accompany Chris and Dalton back to the dorms, you listen to their bickering with a smile. Since you met Chris, you’ve never heard her call Dalton anything other than Dolphin. He doesn’t seem to mind the nickname, and since you’ve been dating almost as long as you’ve been at school, you feel that you’ve earned the right to call him something other than his name. Chris says she has plans and waves as she walks past the dorm. Dalton guides you to his room and lets you in, sighing as he sits at his desk and looks through his bag. You sit on his bed, watching his back, and decide to see how he reacts to a nickname.

“Well, looks like it’s just you and me for once. We could finally have another date night.” You can’t hide your smirk as you ask, “Right, Dolphin?”

Dalton freezes, then slowly turns to face you.

“What did you call me?” He asks quietly.

“Dolphin.”

“Come here.”

You stand, then take a dramatic step to stand by Dalton. He looks up at you from his chair, cocking his head as his jaw ticks.

“What’s wrong?”

“You called me Dolphin.”

“Yeah,” you agree, nodding as you rest your hands on Dalton’s shoulders. “Is that a problem?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” You pull your hands back and put a little distance between you and him. “I’m sorry, I just thought, you know, Chris calls you that and I didn’t know you had a problem with it.”

“I need you to do something,” he interjects, leaning forward to close the gap you created. You nod, which he takes as an agreement, and makes his request. “One, don’t apologize. Two, don’t ever call me Dolphin again. It’s not a problem when Chris does it and I’m not mad at you or anything, but…”

“You don’t like me to call you that,” you finish quietly.

He grabs your hips, pulls you back into your original position, then raises your hands to his shoulders. When he has you where he wants you, he looks back up to you and smiles.

“Get your own nickname,” he demands.

“That’s your problem? You want me to give you a pet name?” You ask with an incredulous laugh.

“Absolutely,” Dalton confirms seriously, nodding.

“Fine.” You bend over slightly to look into his eyes. “Baby, honey, handsome, love, puppy, stud muffin, darling, handsome.”

With each nickname you suggest, Dalton's smile grows, and his face inches closer to yours. When you see he’s about to kiss you, you stand up so he can’t reach you. Removing your hands from his shoulders, you begin walking backward to the door and watch as he pouts.

“Cupcake, cookie, cowboy, prince, lovebug,” you add a name with each step back. “Which one do you like?”

“It’s your nickname. You get to choose,” Dalton says, watching you closely.

You nod and raise a hand to your chin, tapping your finger against it as you pace in front of his door.

“What if I like Dolphin?” you ask, looking over.

“Not your nickname.”

“Raphael?”

“The ninja turtle?” Dalton asks, his surprise overpowering his previous emotions.

“No, the artist.”

“Oh. If that’s what you like.”

“I hate it.”

“Me too," Dalton agrees, relief in his voice.

You laugh as you sit on the far end of Dalton’s bed, collapsing onto it. “So, Chris’s is a play on your name. Dalty?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Daltinator.”

“That’s somehow worse.”

You hear him take a step, and then the bed sinks beside you. As he reaches his hand toward you, you have another idea.

“Lamby, or Lambo? For your last name.”

Dalton is silent, and his hand hovers above your leg. You look to the side and see him staring at the wall.

“Dalton?”

“Those are workable,” he says, letting his hand fall to your leg.

“You like them,” you accuse playfully.

Dalton shrugs and moves closer to you.

“My next one was muffin,” you add as you close your eyes.

“Why?”

“Hungry.”

Dalton laughs and offers to take you to dinner, but you decline and roll over to face him.

“Let’s stay in tonight, Lamby, I wanna see if you blush every time I say it or just the first few.”

[blair-the-juggalho]

Could you do the Erickson group where their s/o is a smooth talker? Like without trying to fluster them their s/o calls them pet names without thinking about it?

Like "thanks doll," "no problem sweet face," or "careful sugar,'

Please and thank you 💕👍

Of course I can!! Thank you so much for the request! Xx love the idea :) 💖

I hope this is ok lovely!

Violet

Before you got together she hated the nicknames

She hated that they always made her stop in her tracks

And even more so that you had no idea you where doing this!

Like she’s doing her wide eye stare and is just so embarrassed

The first time you did it she was just chopping wood and you two where just joking around

You said one of your lines and she just stopped

She doesn’t turn to look at you because her face is all red and she doesn’t want you to see

“What did you say?”

You’d repeat yourself, totally confused

“…oh ok”

You where low-key worried you messed up! But no fear she was just totally embarrassed

Then after you got together oh me oh my

She’s putty in your hands!

All you do is greet her in the morning and she’s all red in the face

She’d never admit it but she loves your little ability! ;)

Mitch

Was very suspicious at first

You two where having a normal conversation while he was carving a knife and you call one of your loveable nick name

This boy drops everything in his hands

“The f*ck did you just call me?”

Your again repeat yourself

“Why?” Mitch asks with a pink face

“Idk i just did… you got a problem with it?”

“…no. Just don’t tell anyone.”

This man hates that you have no clue of your own little power

Like god after one small word from you he has to hide his face and go and destress

After you get together and you still as equally smooth with him he asks you about it

“Your still calling me that? I thought you would’ve dropped it when we started dating. Not complaining though.”

Your confused and ask him why he’d think that

“You only said that stuff to make me get all embarrassed and stuff, right?”

And your just like no that’s just the way I talk lmao

Louis

I’m sorry but this man now calls you “smooth operator” and when I mean calls you it I mean he will sing those words too you

He will try his best to return your flirtatious energy (even if you did it purely on accident)

And he will lose that man will fold

He does a dramatic swoon

“Oh ,name, did anyone ever tell you that you had a way with words.”

He loves hearing you call him nicknames and he will force you to repeat yourself multiple times

It all would’ve of started when he was at the piano playing a song and speaking with you

Then you say something like “you’re rather good at , sugar.” Without even a second thought

He stops playing

“Woah! Hold up what was that?”

Again repeating yourself for these people god 🙄/hj

“Oh! Sweet! That was…sweet.”

He gets all embarrassed >:)

Once you start dating this man gets all of his own smooth ways back and can challenge you

However your words still have such a huge impact on him <3

Marlon

He’s so stunned the first time you say anything flirty

He’s never had anyone talk to him like that before

And he’s even more confused when he looks at you face and you seem so unbothered by what you said

“Oh! Well thank you.”

Mans so awkward lmaoooo

He’s trying to practice his own moves in the mirror so he can return your energy

But he always folds before he does because you just THAT smooth😎

This man is all bright red and god forbid anyone calls him out on it because then their on cleaning duty for a week

Even after you get together he’s still all flustered by your nicknames

“Oh my god your still gonna call me that?” He jokes

And your proudly say yes

He could never complain though he loves it

Aasim

Was so confused the first time you said something flirtatious to him

“Your talking to me? Oh well Um thank you?”

He stuffs his face into his little journal after that hoping you’d take the hunt and give him space

It’s not that he didn’t like it!

He’s just very flustered lmao

Hates when you call him summat like that in public only because the others rip on him for getting so flustered

After you too start dating he hasn’t changed!

The only thing is that he’s more open to you calling him stuff in public now lmao

He still gets just as flustered

Omar

He loves when you call him names

He finds it so attractive!

Especially if you do it while he’s cooking, he feels like a world famous chef!

He always feels so special and will try to call you some of the nicknames back

He can only handle a few though before he folds

Once you start dating this man is so PROUD to be with you(as he should be)

Like his S/O has this wicked ability that only he gets to enjoy :)

Ruby

Nearly slapped you when you made your first flirtatious comment

She was totally blushing don’t get me wrong but she was just not use to people coming on to her especially so strong!

She’d apologise and explain what was up and you where so confused

“You didn’t think that much about it? So your little playboy nick names meant nothin’ huh?”

“Well maybe not nothing…” you joke

Ruby’s face went bright red again lmao

After you too start dating then she’ll call you some of her on special nicknames

And she definitely still gets all blush by you!

Brody

Love hate relationship with your magic words

She loves that you call her such lovely things

She loves the way your words make her feel!

However

She knows you don’t really seem to think about the words your saying and she hates the idea of you calling anyone else this stuff even as a joke

She just needs a bit of reassurance

After you two get together she loves your nick names and your smooth talking!

Especially when you say stuff like that in public

She’s asserted her dominance in a way lmao!

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The Barista- Part 2 Tyler X Reader

Part one 

Ya’ll I have no idea to use Tumblr very well so help me with the link, I wanna do part 1 link and I have no idea how to do it lol-

anyways enjoy!

Y/n sat in front of nevermore waiting for Tyler, checking her phone every five minutes. She was a very impatient person, and waiting was never her strong suit. She grinned seeing his car pull up to the nevermore gate. Tyler stops the car in front of her walking out from the driver's side grinning. Seeing him out of uniform was different, he just had a different persona to him outside of work, and she was addicted to it. 

“Hi.” She says waving shyly at the boy. He smiles and waves to the girl in front of him. 

“May you join me malady?” He says grinning, he opens the passenger door welcoming him into the car. She crosses her arms, humming a bit. 

“Only if you're nice to me.” She teases skipping a bit to the car. He rolls his eyes playfully. 

“I'll be nice to you, love.” He says the small pet name coming so easily off his tongue. She gasped at the nickname dramatically. 

“Love? Oh, sir, I don't think we’re quite there yet.” She states jokily. She slides into the car looking slightly at him as he stares into her eyes yet again captured in those beautiful big eyes.  “Well aren’t ya going to close the door?” She stares back into his curious loving eyes. 

“O-Oh sorry.” He closes the door walking to the driver's side before sliding in and closing the door behind him. Y/n starts playing with the end of her shirt, a nervous habit that she’s developed. He starts driving and there's an awkward tension between the two of them. Y/n wants to start sprawling on her facts and knowledge and love for things but all she can think of is Enid in the back of her head saying ‘Y/n remember let the men do the talking first they find you more interesting when you do’ Y’n chuckled a bit at her love crazy friend, she wasn’t exactly the best at advice but most of the time she wasn’t technically wrong. Tyler looks towards her, lifting his eyebrow curious as to why she was chuckling. “What are you chuckling at?” He asked him, glancing at her. Y/n looks towards him. 

“Oh just Enid, I love that girl, but she is very outgoing.” She shakes her head thinking of her friend. Tyler smiles at the way she talked about Enid, she would do anything for her friends and that's why he liked her. He was in love with her, but was that too fast? He’s been obsessed with this girl for months, she was thoughtful and loving, and everything about her was amazing. Why wouldn’t he love her? 

“She sounds like an amazing friend, lucky to have you that's for sure.” He hums, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. Y/n looks up to see that she's in front of the Weathervane. She at first looks confused, the weathervane was closed for the night, why were they there? “Just wait, I know it's not the best to take a girl out on the first date but I promise it's better than it looks, I wanted to make it special for you.” Y/n sighs. 

“I trust you.” She says smiling a bit, getting out of the car, leaning against the door looking at the coffee shop in front of her. Tyler grabs her hand, shutting the door behind her. 

“So if you trust me, can I put my hands over your eyes?” He asks putting his hands on her shoulder and rubbing her arms. She sucks in a breath, his touch sending goosebumps down her arms.

“Y-Yeah that's fine, like I said I trust you…” She whispered. He grinned putting his hands over her eyes and guiding her inside the Weathervane. He removes his hands from her eyes and she sucks in her breath yet again but this time completely dazed at what he did for her, little fairy lights all around and a little picnic in the middle of the floor and a projector. “Tyler…” Tyler's eyes fall to the ground. 

“It’s too much, isn’t it? I just wanted the best for you and I failed th-” Y/n whips around with the brightest smile on her face. 

“No, Ty… I love it, this is the best thing everyone's ever done for me.” She squalls, wrapping her arms around Tyler's neck. “This is amazing.” She pulls back a bit looking at Tyler's face, seeing him once again look into her big eyes. It was filled with love and admiration. Tyler tucks the hair that was falling in her face behind her ear, just like she always did when she was nervous. Y/n looked at his hand as he tucked it behind her ear blushing at the way he softly put it behind her, he was so gentle with her, she could see in his eyes at the moment he cared about her so much, he would do anything for her. Tyler removed his eyes from her shaking off this feeling she was having. He grabs her hand pulling her to the blanket and pillows he had set on the ground. Y/n looks at the ground somewhat disappointed she just wanted him to hold her, to take her... She gets flustered at the thought. This was just a first date of course he wouldn’t do anything, he was too nice. They start watching the movie he put on enjoying the food that he made for them, she starts snuggling closer to Tyler putting her head on his shoulder, Tyler started getting warm at her cuddling and getting closer to him, he felt connected to her already, like he would anything for her… he would kill for her, his obsession started, he would do anything for Y/n. She was his now and nobody could take that away from him.

Earlier that week

Tyler's hyde was getting out of control, and his connection to Y/n grew so much it hurt him being apart, he didn’t like men getting close to her he felt the hyde inside of him going insane. He would constantly text her, about where she was what she was doing, and who she was with. Tyler was working at the Weathervane when he heard that stupid bell again, god he would rather be with he- “Hi Ty!” Y/n exclaimed. Tyler was shaken from his thoughts grinning at the girl in front of him but frowned when he saw Xavier next to her. Xavier rolled his eyes at Tyler, still not forgiving him for all the shit he did to Xavier, which is fair enough, but still, Tyler was kind of changed now. 

“Hi.” Tyler deadpans, glaring at Xavier with knives in his eyes. Xavier smirked, putting his arm around Y/n, his head on top of hers.

“You know what I want Tyler.” Xavier hummed smirking at the mad eyes Tyler was giving him. Tyler tightens his fist. Y/n frowned at Xavier's action looking up at Xavier and pushing him away but Xavier just brought her back but closer this time. Tyler bangs his hand on the counter.

“Stay away from her!” Tyler exclaims, at anything ready to lung at Xavier. Y/n widens her eyes at Tyler’s behavior. Xavier darkly chuckled, shaking his head at Tyler. 

“And why would I do that Tyler?” Xavier hummed bringing his hand down to Y/n waist. Y/n gasped pushing Xavier away. 

“Don’t touch me like that Xavier!” Y/n says pulling back away from Xavier. “I’m not going to stand here while you two act like children! If you want to act like adults you know where to find me.” Y/n scoffed at the boys before walking out of Weathervane. Tyler glared at Xavier more. 

“You touch her like that one more time, I’ll fuckin kill you. Understand?” Tyler waves his finger at Xavier before walking out of Weathervane grabbing Y/n behind. “I’m so sorry I should’ve never acted like that.” He says calmly into her ear giving her ear a gentle peck. Y/n had slight tears in her eyes, often how she showed her frustration. 

“I just don’t like seeing you upset… I’m sorry Xavier did that to you, I should’ve stopped it.” Y/n whispers looking down at her feet. Tyler sighs softly before turning her around to face him. 

“I just… I love you Y/n…. I don’t want anyone to touch you, or look at you except me, I would kill for you.” Tyler says the last part quietly. “I want you and only you, I don’t him near you, fuck I don’t want any guy near you except me, I’m addicted to you.” Tyler brings her forehead to his. Y/n widens her eyes at how dark his eyes got, he was serious, he was addicted to her. Y/n smashes her lips into his, she didn’t know what came over her but the way he talked about her, the way he was possessive, this man wasn’t just a small shy man, he was possessive, protective, in love with her, and she was also obsessed with that and him. Tyler's eyes widen at the sudden contact, before closing his eyes at her soft lips on his. He moves his hand down her back before bringing her even closer, he wanted her body as close as his, he wanted to feel her blood flowing and rushing. She pulls back a bit bringing his forehead back to her again.

“I love you too Ty…” 

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🦀🐱🌙🗣️

You didn't specify, so I'm answering these for Bailey and Dick

🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?

Bailey had her Italicized Oh Moment while they were snowed in at an abandoned cabin in the mountains somewhere, and honestly she had herself half-convinced it was just the head trauma, that she wasn't really In Love With Him, it was the same stupid silly little crush she'd had since she met him. Egypt's lovely this time of year, in case you were wondering.

When she finally came to terms with it, she was distraught. How could she have let herself fall in love with him? He was... Him, and she was... Her. This was hopeless. But, on the other hand, how could she not love him? It was pointless, maybe, doomed, but inevitable. The way a knight loves their king. The way a comet loves the sun.

(...she's a little bit dramatic)

Dick was slightly more normal about it. But he was convinced that he'd already tried to broach the subject before the Feelings got Big (he didn't), and that Bailey just wanted to be friends. Which he was fine with! He's a grownup, he can get over this! But it's... Hard! And confusing! When Bailey is giving mixed signals!

He complains about her not communicating directly, and Donna chokes on her mimosa. Roy doesn't bother hiding the laugh.

🐱: Do they have pet names for each other, if so what are they? How does their partner feel about their pet name?

Bailey is a chronic nicknamer. It's one of the ways she shows affection. After she'd started to warm up to Dick but before she wanted to admit it, she started calling him 'Prettyboy,' just to get on his nerves. He shot back with 'Angel,' and it kinda stuck. About the same time, she'd shifted from 'Wings' to 'Birdie,' for Nightwing -- she wasn't clued in to the secret identity yet, and had no idea they were the same guy. She didn't tell him for a long while that 'Birdie' was a shortening of 'Bluebird,' something that sounded too overtly romantic to use out loud. And while 'Angel' irritated the crap out of her coming from Dick, the first time Nightwing said it... Well, that was different.

They frequently use terms of endearment -- sweetheart, my love, honey, etc. -- but "Angel" and "Bluebird" are the only ones they really call pet names. Though Bailey usually uses "Birdie" unless they're alone or one of them is dying or in mortal danger.

🌙: Who has to force the other into having healthy sleeping habits? How well does that go for em?

Bold of you to assume either of them have healthy sleeping habits. These two are chronic insomniacs. But, for what it's worth, Bailey will coax and/or drag Dick to bed when she thinks he's staying up too late, and she is not above being clingy or flat-out pinning him to the bed if he tries to get up before a reasonable hour without a damn good excuse.

"Honey -- Angel -- I have to get up. It's already six-fifteen." Dick stretches, trying to get a grip on the headboard, leverage to wriggle out of Bailey's arms. "Mmmmmno. M'sleepin." Bailey tightens her grip -- not really using her strength, not yet -- and nuzzles against his chest. "Stay. Pleeeaase, Bluebird?" Dick harrumphs, but she makes a solid argument. He lets her drag him back under the blankets.

🗣️: Who’s the one that will ramble on about their highly specific interest while the other just sits back and nods along?

Yes. The answer is yes. While they have a lot of shared interests, Bailey loves hearing him ramble about his vehicles and gadgets, and Dick just adores the way Bailey's eyes light up when she's talking about textiles from some lost alien civilization. They both learn a lot from one another, and they'll ask questions and engage in the conversation, so it's not just nodding along. But infodumping is a love language, and it's one these two practice often.

[tctteredwings]

[ ben barnes, cis man, he/him ] — whoa! NATHAN YOUNG just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for 42 YEARS, working as a FREELANCE/FASHION PHOTOGRAPHER. that can’t be easy, especially at only 42 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit COCKY and SECRETIVE, but i know them to be FREETHINKING and RESPECTFUL whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to MANHATTAN!

IN A NUTSHELL; a desk full of empty coffee cups, denim jackets whatever the weather, a constantly buzzing cell phone, a playful smile and a wink, loves a candid photo, playing the beatles in the car, scuffed up chelsea boots.

tw: adultery

Name: Nathan Young Nicknames: Nate Age: Forty-two Date of birth: 5th November 1981 Birth place: Manhattan, New York Occupation: Freelance/Fashion Photographer Romantic/sexual orientation: Biromantic/bisexual

IMMEDIATE FAMILY.

Parents: Marc Young & Enid Young, née Carlisle. Siblings: ___ Young & ___ Young ( wc on main ). Children: Lyndsey Young ( 16 ) & Jessica Young ( 14 ). Ex-wife: Daphne Lark. Pets: One Doberman named Bernie.

ABOUT.

Nathan was born in Greenwich Village to Enid and Marc . They were big in the community, always doing charity work and volunteering. His father even ran for mayor at one point. He was expected to get involved, too, but he really wasn’t interested.

All he wanted was to take photos, so at 16 he got a part time job at Starbucks and bought all the equipment his parents refused to. The rest was history as they say.

Eventually drifted away from his parents, the relationship with his younger siblings also suffering as a result.

In his senior year he came out as bisexual and dated a guy from the hockey team for a little over six months, up until college pulled them apart anyway.

The New York Film Academy was his chosen college. He briefly dabbled in movies, but in the end decided to stick with photography, landing an internship at a major fashion magazine shadowing one of the photographers as soon as he graduated.

He worked his way up the ladder, starting with fetching coffee, basically doing everybody else's shit. It took a couple of years, but in the end he got where he wanted, finding himself being headhunted for Vogue, GQ and Vanity Fair.

At 24 he met his soon-to-be wife on a shoot where she was also working, she was pretty new, majorly awkward and he fell for her in a big way.

It was proper whirlwind romance, in the space of a year and a half they were married and had a child. Within a couple more years their family of three became four... and then there was the dogs, too. Three of them in total. Fluffy Pomeranian's his wife was obsessed with. They set up home in the Upper East Side and could haven’t have been happier.

Up until Nathan cheated on her anyway...

Flirty in nature he was always putting on the charm, just a way to get people to ‘fall in love with him’ for the benefit of the camera, but six years after he first got married, things went a little too far.

He confessed straight away and within a year they were divorced, his wife granted full custody of the children.

Deciding on a fresh start, he up and moved to California, setting up his own studio in the city a year later. He lived out there for going on five years.

His daughters, Lyndsey ( 16 ) and Jessica ( 14 ), he saw during the holidays for the most part while living in LA They'd come and stay with him for weeks on end, enjoying the sun, sand and sea.

He's now been back in New York for four years, eventually tiring of the new life he'd found and missing his home. With the girls getting older and a friendship forming between both him and his ex-wife, they now have equal custody and co-parent like a dream. The reasons for their divorce a decade ago are never discussed and they've both done their best to move on from it.

He’s still a flirt, something that will never change, but he’s been failing pretty dramatically at getting back on the dating scene ever since separating from his wife. His job is his life now, though, and a lot of his time is dedicated to that and spending time in the studio he'd doing up.

Despite his protests in the debate over whether to get a dog or not with his ex, he’s found he’s actually quite fond of them now. After spending six years having miniature breeds yapping at his heels, he chose to adopt a Doberman within a couple of months of moving to California and he'd travelled back to New York with him.

Nathan is a keen reader and considers himself a bookworm. It’s a little-known fact about him, but he adores the classics, and his favourite book is War and Peace. One day he hopes to write something himself, although knows it will probably only end up being a photography book or a pictorial of his early years taking photos.

TLDR; Nathan grew up in New York ( Greenwich Village to be exact ) and had a pretty good childhood. He clashed with his parents on what to do with his life and during his teens they had a pretty big falling out when he decided to follow his passion for photography. Working his way up the ladder, by his mid-twenties he was one of the most sought-after fashion photographers in the country —- that hasn't changed much. He got caught up in a whirlwind romance at the same time and was married by 25 shortly after his first daughter was born. Over time his flirty personality got him into trouble though and while working away he had a fleeting affair that led to the breakdown of his marriage. He hasn't really been the same since. Moved to LA for a while for work and when he moved back 4 years ago, made his daughters his top priority. He's still a flirt, but has toned it down a little.

[stilettobitearch]

🥀 romance headcanons.

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name: lady secret ranne. nickname: cece. gender: trans woman. romantic orientation: pansexual. preferred pet names: baby, darling, sugar (secret answer: all of them)relationship status: verse reliant.

opinion on true love: she believes it exists, but not in the way everyone else seems to apply the term. true love isn't some fairytale ideal (wouldn't that be nice?), true love is dirty and hard work and requires self reflection that makes secret incredibly uneasy to consider for herself. good for you if you have true love, but you're probably lying, either to your partner or yourself, about something.  opinion on love at first sight: it's lust at first sight, which can be as telling. how ‘romantic’ are they?: incredibly so, and she wishes and yearns for it for herself, and is good at romance. all romance is being able to read people's needs and wants and giving it to them, that isn't that hard to do, and she does lean to the dramatic. she can do grand gestures, she can do the attention to detail, but she struggles with the aspect of wanting all that from someone else: she doesn't have a great track record with others offering her her wants, which are grand. ideal physical traits: a pretty smile, good hair and a care for fashion and style. ideal personality traits: ruthless, sharp, strong in their own convictions, whatever they may be and almost regardless of what they may be.  unattractive physical traits: anything that implies a lack of pride in their appearance, rather than anything specific. unattractive personality traits: dishonesty, self-righteousness (particularly in opposition to her)  ideal date: either some reason to get dressed up, she and her partner dressed up to the nines, especially if the event devolves and the two of them split off and start shedding the formality and end up doing something considerably less graceful and poised, or something exhilarating, adrenaline inducing. it would not do to call combat situations a date, but if the boot fits, y'know?  do they have a type?: either the best good person in the room or someone she sees herself in (this can be /derogatory or /affectionate equally)average relationship length: typically, secret leans to flings, situationships that didn't last more than 4 months or one night stands, with the exception of one longer term relationship that lasted 5 years (but was incredibly toxic on both sides), and a friends with benefits situation that lasted 3 years.  preferred non-sexual intimacy: patching up wounds. dancing. any and all kinds of dancing. opinion of public affection: she's got to learn about it for herself, to be honest, but everything she does has a flair of the dramatic, and she is not opposed to the concept, so i imagine she'd enjoy it, especially in the name of possessiveness, on either side. past relationships?: astra wolffe, 5 years, toxic. ollyviah leverage, 3 years, friends with benefits, many others.

[befriending]

╰   ☆  ◞  gracie abrams / ciswoman / she/her ———  no way is that DYLAN WEBB? you know they’re TWENTY FIVE years old and they’ve been in los angeles for ALL HER LIFE. they’re chillin’ as a SINGER / MUSICIAN. oh and they’re notoriously known for being ALOOF but there are some people who have seen them be QUIRKY. i heard they’re a part of a SOLO ACT called DYLAN WEBB, yeah they’re a VOCALIST / GUITARIST. to be honest they sound a lot like GRACIE ABRAMS / OLIVIA RODRIGO / MAISIE PETERS. they’re actually FAMOUS.

BASIC INFORMATION:

full name: dylan elizabeth webb

nickname(s): dyl / d

age: twenty-five

date of birth: 7th september 1999

place of birth: los angeles, california

gender: ciswoman

pronouns: she / her

orientation: pansexual

language(s) spoken: american english

neighbourhood: downtown la (previously eastdale)

living arrangements: living in a downtown la loft, with a roommate.

FAMILY TIES:

mother: elizabeth webb (retired musician)

father: adam webb (movie director)

siblings: stella webb (younger sister) & alex webb (younger brother)

spouse / partner: n/a (very single!)

children: n/a

pets: french bulldog called, milo

OCCUPATIONAL INFORMATION:

occupation: solo artist / pop star

skillset or specialisation (if applicable): singer/guitarist

name of their act: dylan webb

so they play instruments? if so what?: guitar / piano / little bit of drums

how long have they been a part of the act?: all her life!

artist influences: taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, maisie peters, chappell roan, beabadoobee, nell mescal, dodie, laufey

current monthly spotify/apple music listens on average: 2,538,556 listeners

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

face claim: gracie abrams

hair color: dark brown

eye color: brown

height: 5"7

tattoos: small lightning bolt on her left wrist

piercings: both ears pierced, used to have a nose piercing at one point but took it out.

clothing style: mum jeans, cosy jumpers, white / band tees, red lipstick, flannel shirts, converse, big hoodies, hair bows, wearing running shorts casually, dad caps.

distinguishing characteristics: she's got a scar on her knee, from where she fell off her bike as kid! also, she's almost always wearing a bow in her hair!

PERSONALITY:

positive traits: caring, hardworking, intelligent, observant, quirky.

negative traits: disorganized, critical, impatient, forgetful, stubborn

hobbies: learning how to play musical instruments, writing songs / music, going out dancing, drinking iced coffee, hanging out with her dog milo.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

best-friends: dylan has lived in la her whole life, i'd love to see her have a group of close-knit friends, that do EVERYTHING together!

roommate: she's recently moved out of her parent's home, got her own place in downtown la with a roommate, do they get on? do they hate each other? we can talk about that!

current hook-ups / fwbs etc: u know the vibe, dylan is dating very very very causally at the moment, for fun more than anything!!

exes: she needs some people that she can write songs about, PLEASE!! we can discuss if they ended badly or not!! thank u!!

QUESTIONNAIRE:

"start at the beginning, who are you and why are you important?" "oh yikes! you're not holding back are you?" dylan laughs awkwardly, "i'm dylan, i'm twenty five and uh --- well i like to sing".

"how long have you been making music?" "god, this is very cheesy, but i've been making music since i was a teenager, if you look hard enough on youtube, you'll find a channel i posted my awful covers on".

"how would you describe the kind of music you make?" "again with the tough questions! i'd say, it's kinda poppy, fun, and vibey but also, sometimes, it can be super dramatic, sad, mope around your bedroom music just depends on what kinda mood i'm in". "who are some of your biggest musical influences?" "my mum, obviously, stevie nicks, dolly parton, taylor swift". "what is the first record you ever bought?" "ohmygod! i think it was a one direction vinyl, don't judge me". "what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?"

"everything! music is the only thing i've EVER wanted to do, so i'm very thankful that i can do that".

"what are some stand out moments from your career so far?" "ooh, i've done so many brilliant things, but i'd have to say recording some of my mum's older songs with her, was a dream". "how would you describe your style of performance? what makes your shows worth seeing?" "it's a big experience, some songs are just me and my guitar, other times, it's me and my band. i like to put on a show for people, i make things as fun as i can by interacting with the crowd a lot, my fans make the show! recently they've started handing out friendship bracelets at my shows, i LOVE THAT" "what are you still hoping to achieve in your career?" "i've already done so much, i'd really like to record something for a film soundtrack, that'd be great" "what’s next for you?" "dude, i've got no idea, but i can't wait for it"

if you’d like to plot with dylan, then please feel free to like this post and i’ll message you or feel free to message me on discord @ radcorrie!! thank you!!

[fizhingtrawl]

I rlly rlly wanna talk about. a lot of my spookymonth head canons so I’ll list em off

This might be long so here’s a read more thing. This is only like 4 people but it’s. A lot.

you can send me asks if ur curious abt em doe (@krill-does-art helped me with a lot of these!!!)

JACK

He’s polyamorous, and johns fiancé at the moment.

Jack has had several encounters with the cult, not good ones.

he has horrible nightmares :[

he is ross’ adoptive father along with John!!

he’s in the process of dating an ice cream clerk named beel!! (character belongs to @krill-does-art)

transmasc and autistic u can’t tell me otherwise

LOVES LOVES LOVES cake and pumpkin donuts specifically

favorite icecream flavors are chocolate and rockyroad

dad jokes :]

ROSS

Ross is 17

ross doesn’t admit it but he really loves dogs even though he can’t get one

ross looks up to his adoptive dads!! his biological parents are jaune and Frank (result of a hook up that happened years ago)

Ross’ older brother is Kevin but he isn’t very aware of this, Kevin had a different father then him

Ross and jaune still meet up everyonce n awhile but he’s not much of a fan of it, he’d rather be at home

Ross is very soft spoken sometimes

his favorite ice cream is chocolate!!

he’s gay and polyamorous, currently dating Roy and Robert

he teaches Roy how to skate sometimes

adhd

has sadly encountered a cult member or two

dude is a fucking vampire and is so dramatic abt it

ROBERT

he’s autistic and adhd

He loves cats and feeds stray ones all the time !!

adores painting

looks up to both of his older siblings; tries to be someone to look up to for his little sister as well

loves mittens

currently learning how to knit and crochet. he can’t keep a hobby but tries his best

used to have those sea monkey things and kept them alive for so long

genuinely sobbed when he had to get rid of the tank Cus it stanky

cries easily. will crush u if u hurt his friends n fam tho

stays out really late and gets up pretty early. hates being in his own home

hates watermelon flavored anything. it makes his throat burn and he isn’t aware that it’s a light allergy and just hates the taste either way

Robert knows some German from jaune

very loud once happy

stimstimstim

will eat like three things of chocolate if u give it to him

he wants to go to art school one day

dating Ross and Roy but can get a little jealous if he shows up late and they’re already doin stuff

makes gifts for them. he made Roy some mittens once

trans!! uses he/him and occasional he/she pronouns

KEVIN

transmasc

currently crushing on two fine gentlemen. one definitely isn’t a technical criminal.

really dysphoric sometimes, later on he gets better with this

doesn’t hate his job— he gets small enjoyment out of it

not the biggest fan of kids but he grows onto em

favorite candy is jus milk chocolate and then those spicy ass gumballs

bad sweets intolerance he doesn’t like things with much sugar

pet rat. his name is milk

milk is his best buddy

if Kevin let’s you hold milk he trusts the fuck out of you

has a small bird watching hobby and gives all the birds dumb nicknames like “that red one with the fucking mohawk”

he owns two heated blankets

he’s not a fan of icecream. too cold

lots of sweaters

genuinely just a vibe

ocd + adhd

[arctics-worlds]

Sexual Headcannons; Xiros

NSFW Alphabet

Xiros is a dynamic character that changes dramatically when he meets his future wife. He has conflicting headcannons. 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

With others..no aftercare at all. 

With his future wife..

This boy is a little hesitant with aftercare. He doesn't allow himself to feel very often so his cuddling would be minimal. But, just because he isn't much of a cuddler, doesn't mean he doesn't love to cuddle. He would accept his partner in his arms quickly but act like it's all for her. He would distract himself by running his fingers down her arms or back, watching her goosebumps is one of his favorite activities.  

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He has very low self-esteem so if he had to choose a favorite body part of his, it would be his lips– not his smile, his mouth. He's talented with at least that. His favorite body part of his partner would be their sternum. He loves marking it with his marks and feel their heartbeat against his mouth. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

With others, he loves finishing on their back.

With his wife…

He loves cumming deep inside her. He refused to release in others because of his fear for children. When he starts releasing inside of her, he won't be able to stop. Something about filling her up and thrusting inside of her, it makes him feel really vulnerable and safe.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a love-hate relationship with pet names. He will act like he hates it but obsesses over his wife calling him her prince or darling. He loves the softer nicknames but will refuse to ever express it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has slept with many goddesses and had to figure out what he was doing pretty quickly. He knows how to pleasure his partner in many different ways. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

His favorite position was doggystyle, but the more he allows himself to feel, he loves when his wife is on top riding him. He is in control– most of the time– and loves the way her body reacts to his touch. While she is riding him, it gives him better access to her clit, her breasts and her neck. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is serious but is goofy while he teases. He can tease in multiple different ways and doesn't mind if it's playful. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He is actually shaven unlike most of my characters. He does not like his hair touching his body and keeps it bare. It does not mean that is his preference for his partner, just for him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

In the beginning, he was not romantic at all. It was just a fuck, a release from the pressure. As time goes on, he is more romantic. He takes things slower and enjoys his moment with her. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely jacks off because he doesn't need to. When he needs release, he finds someone to sleep with. When he is removed from godom, he struggles without that constant pleasure and learns to masturbate regularly. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Cunnilingus. This man loves pleasuring her with his tongue. He will do anything in his power to be between her legs. Anywhere or anytime. He doesn't even mind her being on her time of the month. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite place would be in the bedroom. He is a very complex character. He wants to fuck his wife in front of anyone to show she is his. However, in public places where someone "might' catch them is a little off putting. He doesn't want someone to ruin the buildup of their event. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He is always ready to go but if you want to skip the foreplay and go straight to fucking, use words. He is obsessed with praising (him), and loves his ego stroked. Begging him to fuck will actually get him to fuck, not just tease.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Breathplay. Now this man loves control but with any form of sexual activity that could lead to any death, it turns him off. His mother is the goddess of death, the thought of an accident and bringing his mother there is just– too much. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He worships her. He loves performing oral whenever he can. In fact, sometimes he prefers performing oral over sex itself. Having her unravel for him is heaven itself. (Pun intended)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He loves taking his time, enjoying every moment of it. That is unless he is worked up. If he purposely worked up he enjoys a hard and fast fuck. Especially if he is feeling jealous or possessive. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He gets worked up a lot, therefore quickies are frequent. He prefers to have a slower time but sometimes it doesn't happen.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He is open to trying almost anything. He will take risks only if it is safe to do so. He doesn't care, he would fuck her in front of one thousnad people but if it would put her in danger, he would not be having it. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man is up for multiple rounds. He is a god after all, ready to have sex whenever. She would have to tell him they were finished for the night. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Since this is a fantasy world, there are not many toys available. In modern days, he would not use many toys. If it was binding then he would use it but for vibrators or dildos, he would almost be offended. He can provide anything his girl wants. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He does not tease very much. He would tease in flirting but actually to withhold or delay sexual advances, he does not. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is actually pretty quiet for a long time. He doesn't like expressing himself so he will just have quiet grunts. After some coaxing and reassuring, he will get louder and louder. He will start with speaking more and then eventually moaning. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Wear his shirts. He loves seeing her in his clothing. He especially loves seeing her naked underneath besides his shirt. Waiting for him, tempting and taunting him.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Now, he is a god but he is a little above average. At 6'1 inches, he has some girth to his shaft as well. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He has a high sex drive, this man always wants to have sex.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He does not confess but he has insomnia. He can't sleep to save his life, but those nights with her, he can easily fall asleep in her arms. It might take him an hour but he can finally sleep.