#sweet n sour 🍋

[cin3maa]

im shaking in my boots, deny this if you want (　｀□´)

can you draw raph

just

i'll pay back

ohhh little raphie how i love him

[cin3maa]

AAAAWWWWHHHH SUCH A FLUFFY TAIL OMG

[txemrn]

Until You Love Me

Chapter 1: We Are the Crowd...

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x f!MC (Casey Valentine); f!MC (Casey Valentine) x f!OC (Tatum Erikson)

Series Summary: Constantly worried about Ethan's faithfulness, Casey Valentine's paranoia reaches an all-time high when she meets a blast from his past.

Chapter Summary: A celebratory night at Donahue's takes a turn when Casey meets a girl that has caught Ethan's eye

Music Inspo: "Paparazzi" - Kim Dracula

Word Count: ~2500

Rating/Warnings: 🔞 Mature Audiences Only🔞 This miniseries will contain NSFW material (🍋), infidelity, language, discussion and/or depiction of medical situations, gaslighting, mental abuse & illness, suicide, violence, criminal activity; alcohol use

A/N: I am SUPER pumped to be participating in week 1 of @choicesflashfics prompt challenge! I chose prompt #1: “You getting so flustered is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.” The prompt will be in bold.

A/N2: This is very much an AU; our main characters will be written OOC; most of these characters and some plot points belong to our friends at Pixelberry. Special thanks to my sweet friends that helped me brainstorm and pre-read various parts of this. This is not beta'd, so please forgive my errors.

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Donahue's. The vibrant, neon sign to the well-known dive bar illuminates the otherwise quiet street. The establishment itself rests comfortably in a residential neighborhood a few blocks north of the medical district. A small parking lot was added years ago--not that anyone abides by the yellow fluorescent lines. But even with Donahue's attempting to appear more official, more business-like, everyone reveres it like a second home. A place to relax. A place where people know your name.

He lowkey loves it here; that's the only reason he dared to venture out tonight. If Ethan Ramsey had it his way, he would much rather stay in on a Sunday evening, enjoying a finger of scotch with the Patriots on mute and his nose in a historical prose.

But lucky for me, not tonight. 

Tonight is Midnight Madness, a rite of passage among med school graduates and residents where we celebrate a turning of the page, so-to-speak, as we all take the next big step in our medical careers. For my Edenbrook friends and I, gone are the days of being the scut of the hospital, the runts, the bottom of the healthcare food chain. Residency is over, and Monday morning brings private practice, fellowships, and new research. It’s one last time for celebration.

So, of course, I naturally want Ethan here with me. 

As I step out of the car, he walks ahead of me. He's due for a haircut, but I secretly love watching his dark waves gently bounce on the collar of his shirt. He's wearing one of my favorites: a pinstripe Hilfiger button-down with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, the musculature of his defined forearms on display. His pressed khaki chinos accentuate his well-rounded, well-toned backside, and I must admit: my eyes fail to look away from the beautiful spectacle.

Well, that is until I nearly collided with the front door to the sports bar. 

He didn't hold it open for me. 

And my heart sinks.

As I slip inside, Reggie, the bar owner, nods my direction, giving me a kind, sympathetic smile. 

Did he see that, too? 

He fixes my favorite drink – a cherry vodka sour – and slides the glass tumbler in front of my usual stool at the bar. I slink into my seat. Sipping through a straw, I casually glance around the large, open-concept room, looking for my Ethan. 

Where did he go?

The room is dark with warm ambient lighting from stage lights, disco balls and multicolored lamps. There's a subtle haze of smoke as bar patrons sway to the heavy pulse of the music.

The bass is hypnotic, and I feel the energy thrumming in my veins as I sip on my cocktail, surveying the room.

There he is; there's my handsome man. 

But I feel the joy drain out of my face instantly. 

He's talking to a tall, curvy blonde at a bar-top table near the jukebox. Who is she? She's wearing a silk, black camisole that lays perfectly across her full assets along with a snug pair of perfectly-tailored skinny jeans that show off her long legs and obviously plump rear.

She's beautiful. Actually… she's stunning. 

Does Ethan even know her? 

Oh God. He just made her laugh. She tosses back her head, her platinum tresses bouncing over her shoulders as she coyly covers her nose and mouth. 

It couldn't have been that funny.

Ethan takes a sip of his own amber drink, no doubt a top shelf. But his eyes remain trained on her.

What the hell is going on right now?

"Would you like another?" Reggie pulls me from the scene unfolding in front of me–and it's a good thing, too. I feel my jealousy building in the pit of my stomach. 

I always worried about other women making moves on my man. But… I never thought I'd have to worry about him reciprocating flirtation.

He wouldn't. I know he wouldn't do that to me. To us.

No. I'm sure there is a logical explanation to Ethan's exchange with this woman. More than likely, this is purely innocent, and I'm just perceiving this all completely wrong.

Although reality is perception…

Shit.

I cordially smile at the bartender, nodding my head. "Better make it a double."

—---

It's been over an hour, and Ethan has barely spoken to me. I already sense the odd looks in my direction as if everyone can sense the awkwardness between us. Damnit, I hate people giving me that look, as if they pity me. What they don’t know is that Ethan and I have a mutual understanding; he’s not into public displays of affection.

Does he have to act like such a prick?

Okay, that’s not fair. I know that’s how I’m perceiving him. He’s not a prick, but I would think he’d at least talk with me. If I had known he was going to be this cold, I would've stayed home.

Being with this man is maddening.

I finish another drink, raising up my finger in Reggie’s direction to order another one. I nonchalantly glance around the room. I can see Ethan lounging outside on a brick patio next to a firepit, sharing cigars with Tobias and Victor, two of his longtime friends and colleagues. He’s smiling, which always makes for a good night for us.

Suddenly I remember the blonde, and my eyes naturally shift to where she was sitting. But, she’s gone.

Did she leave already?

I shrug, turning back to my freshly served beverage.  Keeping my hands in my lap, I lean over the polished bar, capturing the wayward straw first with my tongue, then my mouth.

“So that’s the kind of night you’re aiming for.”

I abruptly twirl around on my stool, following the seductive giggle, and I am met face-to-face with the blonde bombshell Ethan was talking to earlier.

Only now, I am up close and personal, and I swear I am staring at a goddess.  Her skin is like a blanket of sun-kissed velvet. Her golden hair sits like a crown on her head, and her rosy, heart-shaped lips frame her pearly white teeth.

Damnit, she's gorgeous. No wonder Ethan was staring at her…

“Is this seat taken, doll?” She gracefully gestures to the stool next to me, the simple movement seductively mesmerizing. I lock my attention on her, swimming deep in the ocean of her blue eyes. 

I pretend to sip my drink as I motion for her to sit. As she makes herself comfortable, I look around the bar, noticing at least eight other open seats she could've taken.

But she chose to sit next to me…

I bite my lip as she continues talking. "God," she sets her clutch on the bar, crossing her legs. "Espadrilles are supposed to be comfortable, right?" She chuckles. "My toes keep going numb, and I swear my arches are bleeding." As she bends over to adjust her shoe, I'm given the perfect view straight down her slinky shirt.

No bra… Damnit! She saw me looking…

She snickers deviously, a mischievous Cheshire grin stretching across her face as if to pretend she didn't just catch me staring at her tits. "I'm Tatum," she holds out her hand to shake mine. "What's your name, doll?"

"Casey," I say softly.

"Wait," she grabs my arm as a look of surprise etches across her face. "Casey? As in Ethan Ramsey's Casey?"

I curiously look at Tatum, taken aback by her words, and I can feel a smile curling on my lips. "Yeah… yeah, that's me. How… how did you–?"

"I met him earlier! Girl…" she grows conspiratorially quiet, "he's quite the looker." She titters, "you need to keep him on a tighter leash!"

I let out a cordial laugh. Reggie passes by us, raising his eyebrows at me. I grin, nodding that everything is fine.

"But listen," Tatum grabs my hand endearingly. "Before I could even try hitting on him, he told me he was here with the most beautiful woman in the world–"

"Pssh," I hiss. I look down at our hands, lowering my voice. "He did not."

"Did too!" She begins to trace circles across my skin with her thumb. "He said you were waiting up here at the bar for him, and your name was Casey." 

I can feel my cheeks warm. He might be cold towards me tonight, but Ethan Ramsey truly does love me.

"Oh, Tatum," I throw my arms around her shoulders, "I know we just met, but you have managed to make my night a million times better."

She pats my back. "Were you having a bad night?"

I pull back and give her a guilty-look. "No?" I sigh heavily. "Yes? I don't know" I lay my head in my hands.

"What's wrong, doll?" She combs my strawberry-blonde hair behind my ears as her voice turns into a whisper. "Is this about Ethan?"

I timidly nod my head.

"Oh gosh, Casey!" She puts a finger under my chin, lifting my gaze back to hers. "I don't know what has happened with you two in the past, but that gorgeous man loves you." She pauses, watching me. "Is he having trouble showing that to you?"

Is it that obvious?  I nod.

She exhales dramatically as her long eyelashes flutter across her high cheekbones. "Men," she mumbles, shaking her head which causes me to giggle. She catches my gaze… and it feels like–I don't know… she continues. "How's the sex?"

I begin to choke on my drink, covering my shocked expression with my fingers. "Wh–what?"

"The sex?" She wiggles her eyebrows. "Oh c'mon," she snickers, "I bet he's hot in the sack."

I feel a swirl of heat invade my neck and face as I take a long pull from my vodka drink. 

Why would she ask that?

“I see,” she exhales. “Well,” she tilts her head to meet my gaze before taking my hand and settling it into her lap. "Maybe you need to… spice things up." 

She begins to gently caress my hand in hers.  I feel goosebumps ignite across my body, a sudden ache forming deep in my belly as I stare at her full lips.

Wait… no. 

I shake my head as I stand up.

What's happening here?

"I–I'm sorry, Tatum, but I think I gave you the wrong impression. I'm not like that," I grab my purse.

“Casey,” Tatum slips out of her chair, “don’t go. I’ll leave.”  She leans over her barstool, collecting her clutch. As she stands up straight, she brushes her body against mine, her lips a breath away from the shell of my ear. “But if you do want to spice things up,” she whispers, “come find me.”

The rush of my own air escapes my lungs. My toes contort as electricity ignites through my nerves. 

God, she’s so sexy…

This is insane; I just met her! And yet, she... and my body...

What the fuck? 

If I wanted to 'spice things up'… What does that even mean? Does she mean my sex life with Ethan? Or specifically my own personal life?

What has me more curious: how would she spice things up?

I pay my tab, wishing Reggie a good evening.  Ethan is still outside, and I see a table with my old friends, deep in jubilant celebration of Midnight Madness.  I don’t want to interrupt, so sneak past the crowd, quickly retreating to the bathroom.

There she is. 

She’s casually bent over the sink, finger-combing her hair.  As the door shuts behind me, she turns to look at me before raising an eyebrow.

I can feel beads of sweat collecting on my back  My pulse turns into a gallop as I watch Tatum take a step towards me.

And then another.

She slinks past me, reaching for the door to lock the deadbolt.

The silence is driving me crazy; the unspoken anticipation feeds into my arousal. Should it be?  I mean, that’s what this is, right?  Something sexual? I clear my throat.

“So, um… about spicing things up?”  With the clacking of her heels, Tatum slowly approaches me, towering over my petite frame.

God, she–she's just so…

I swallow thickly when she doesn’t respond. “How does this… I mean, how will, um–?”

Tatum begins to laugh, gently cupping my cheek in her hand. “You getting so flustered is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.” With her other hand, she rakes her nails through my hair.  

My eyes flutter close, relishing her intimate touch. 

God, it’s been so long.

“Just relax, doll,” she purrs.  

And without warning, she captures my hungry lips, but in a way my body isn’t used to.  It feels soft, sweet… even somewhat innocent, caring, as if she doesn’t want to hurt me.  But the pull of her mouth teases me, coaxing my lips apart as the flick of her tongue sweeps inside to tickle my own.

Oh, this. This is so…

A quiet moan escapes from me as Tatum grabs my hips.  She giggles against my supple pout, continuing to kiss me with fervor. Harder. Faster.

She walks me backwards, pushing my body against the cool brick.  Pulling out of our kiss, she stares into my eyes. There’s an intensity there I’ve never seen, never experienced before in my life. And I’m terrified. And thrilled. And…

Just touch me again…

She gently strokes my flushed cheek with the back of her fingers before caressing my neck.

Then my breasts.

“Are you sure you want to spice things up, doll?” She pants.

I feel my chest rising and falling in pace with her breathing. I’ve never felt so intune with someone in all my life–let alone, a woman. 

My eyes flicker to her beautiful, feral mouth. God, I need it on me…

And with the nod of my head, she unbuttons my jeans before dropping to her knees.

—-----

It's just past 9AM Monday morning, and I'm already on my third cup of coffee. No doubt I'll have jitters later, but after being exhausted in the most heavenly way possible, it's so worth it.

Ethan didn't say anything last night. Or this morning. 

Oh God, was that cheating? 

Shit. I didn't think this through…

But it was with a woman. And I'm not… well, at least I don't think I am…

It doesn't count, right?

But, damn, it was good.

I round through the department, checking on my fresh batch of interns, mulling around, glued to their pocket diagnostics guides.

Oh, to be young again…

As I turn the corner to enter the charting station, I suddenly freeze, recognizing a familiar tall blonde. 

In a white coat.

What the…? Tatum? 

Even under the fluorescent lights, her platinum highlights perfectly shine, her waves bouncing effortless on her shoulders. Her scarlet wrap dress hugs her curves beautifully, and her patent-leather nude pumps show off her toned calves, those thick thighs, and–

Tatum clears her throat.

Shit.

As Tatum goes back to looking at her charts, I slowly saunter up bedside her.

What do I even say? Just be cool…

“Morning, Tatum,” I smile.

She squints her eyes, giving me a cordial smile.

“Uh, hi,” she stutters, her face contorting. “Do I know you?”

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[lemonpeter]

Bittersweet 🍋

Chapter 1

A/N: I’m glad to finally start sharing more of this au! This is the sequel to Sweet and Sour. This chapter is mostly introduction, so it’s mostly Peter and Tony figuring out some parts of parenthood. Following chapters will have more plot and longer scenes. This is just to show some snapshot scenes of things starting out. I hope y’all enjoy 💕

Warnings: omegaverse (omega!Peter, alpha!Tony), baby fic (and the things that go with it), brief strong language

Tagging: @preciouspeterbparker @jordanparker @awesomestarker @css1992 @muse-of-gods @buckettbarnes idk who else to tag, just remembering some people who liked the original lol let me know if you don’t want to be tagged!

***

It felt like life truly couldn’t get any better.

As Peter snuggled against Tony, their baby in his arms, he felt like he was completely surrounded by love. It was all that he’d wanted for so long.

Life was good. Great, even.

May had come and gone, ready to comfort Peter and see her grandson. Although she was adamant about the fact that she didn’t think she was old enough to have grandchildren.

It was all clearly in fun, though, because she didn’t stop smiling once while she was there. Maybe she wasn’t Tony’s biggest fan, but she knew that Peter loved him. And she could get over her own bias long enough to love on their pup.

She didn’t hang around too long, though. She could tell that the couple was tired and needed whatever quiet time they could get. She knew they’d need it. So she pressed a kiss to Peter’s forehead and whispered how proud she was of him before leaving.

The room was quiet once she left.

Tony had squeezed into the bed next to Peter and kept him close. Peter didn’t mind. He wanted his alpha right by his side no matter what. He didn’t want him to leave.

Benny stayed snuggled against Peter’s chest, eyes squeezed tightly shut. He was so tiny. So vulnerable in this big world.

Peter knew as soon as he saw him that he’d do everything he could to always keep him safe. He figured that was a typical feeling after birth, something to do with instincts. But he didn’t care about the biological part of it, he just wanted to keep his baby safe. He’d do anything for him.

The omega gazed at the pup, so filled with love. Their baby was finally here. And he was so happy. In that moment he was convinced that he’d never felt so happy in his entire life.

Then the tiredness hit him all at once. As it turned out, labor and giving birth was exhausting.

His high from seeing his baby was wearing off and he was overwhelmed by the need to take a nap. Tony seemed to sense this, watching him with a fond smile. “Lemme hold him, mama. You rest for a little bit.” He held his arms out.

He was happy to help Peter, plus he was eager to hold little Benny more. He understood that the pup needed the contact with his omega parent first. It was important to form the parental bond and all that, lots of scent contact was needed and such. Lots of technical stuff. He understood that, he did. He was just really impatient and wanted to hold their baby too. He needed to form that bond too.

He’d missed out on so much of the pregnancy firsts, he wouldn’t dare risk missing any firsts now.

Peter nodded sleepily, gently handing over Benny. “Wake…” he yawned. “Wake me up in…thirty minutes. He might need to…eat again.” Even through his exhausted state he was trying to make sure he did everything right for his baby. He wanted to get it all right.

“Okay, honey. I will,” Tony promised. “You sleep. You need it.”

The omega definitely needed it. Every time he blinked he could feel himself drifting off. So he snuggled into Tony’s side more, purring quietly. It only took seconds for him to be out completely.

Tony gazed at him, so in love. It didn’t matter that the omega was a mess, still sweaty from labor with hair plastered to the side of his head. He was still so gorgeous to Tony. He birthed their beautiful pup. Their little family was expanding.

And everything was good.

***

Day 3

Peter was happy that they didn’t have to stay in the hospital for long.

There were no complications with either him or Benny, which he was thrilled about. Although Benny was almost considered late preterm at thirty seven weeks, everything was still perfectly fine. The baby was healthy and everything seemed to be working properly. This allowed for Peter to relax (even just slightly) and made sure that they were discharged in only two days.

He was so ready to take their baby home.

He signed everything that he needed to sign, made sure that everything was in order while Tony went to pull the car up to the front.

Benny was happy in his little seat carrier, the model of a perfect baby as far as Peter was concerned. He wasn’t crying, his tummy was full, he was happy. He was a happy little baby.

Peter picked up the seat as carefully as possible, terrified of doing something wrong. The staff assured him that he was doing everything right, but he didn’t want to risk anything. He was scared, but he also knew that it was natural.

He carried Benny outside, glad that he was bundled up when he felt the sting of the February air. But he didn’t have to stand in the cold for long because he saw their car waiting for them.

Tony had already gotten out and opened the backseat, ready to get the baby into the carseat that they’d already installed a few days prior.

He was glad that Peter had thought to be so prepared. Omega instincts were good, he supposed. He wouldn’t have thought to do so many of the things that Peter had. Especially not as soon as he had, since little Benny decided to come a little early.

Peter carefully got the baby out of the carrier and handed him over to Tony. He set the seat into the floorboard of the car, checking to make sure the alpha could get Benny into the other one. He’d heard too many horror stories of overly complicated carseats not being done correctly and causing problems.

But Tony did perfectly and Benny seemed content.

Peter smiled, walking around to get into the passenger’s side. He buckled in and closed his eyes, hearing Tony get into the driver’s seat a minute later.

Benny’s reaction to being left alone was almost immediate.

The baby screamed at the top of his lungs, making the new parents wince and cover their ears.

They were surprised over and over again at just how loud such a tiny person could get.

“I’m sorry, Benny,” Peter said softly, quickly unbuckling again and climbing into the backseat.

Benny quieted once he saw his mama’s face, cries ceasing. He was completely calm again in an instant.

Peter let out a soft sigh. “I knew we should have gotten that mirror thing. Y'know, the thing so he could see us?” He smiled weakly. “Okay, I guess I’ll sit back here.” He buckled into the seat next to the carseat, stroking Benny’s cheek with one finger. “I’m sorry we left you alone.”

Tony glanced back at them, smiling a little. The sudden outburst was just the beginning of many, he was sure. Welcome to parenthood, it was loud. “Alright, ready to get home now?”

Peter nodded, rubbing his eyes. “I sure hope so.”

And so they went, the ride home quiet. The atmosphere was sleepy and quiet, but filled with so much promise. They couldn’t wait.

***

Day 6

The first few days at home had gone fairly smoothly. The new parents were missing sleep more than they’d anticipated, but they were getting what they could.

Benny was a good baby. As long as he wasn’t left alone he stayed happy. Calm.

Although there were challenges that came with a new baby that didn’t come from the baby at all.

Peter thought that he’d read all there was to read. He thought he was totally prepared for anything thrown at him.

Turns out that he wasn’t even prepared for what his own body would throw at him.

“Tony, it hurts,” Peter whimpered, tenderly holding his chest.

He’d only been home a few days. There were so many firsts to be had, he always forgot that there was still more to come.

He’d been so happy that Benny was easy to feed. He didn’t fight against latching, he didn’t refuse to eat, he was a very easy baby when it came to feeding. It was incredibly easy for Peter to forget that things wouldn’t necessarily stay that way.

But now his milk was actually coming in. And he knew that could change eating habits.

It could also change a lot of other things.

The alpha watched him with a soft expression, brows furrowed in concern. “I’m sorry, honey. But it’s- I think it’s a good thing. Right?” He grabbed his phone, ready to double check.

“I know it is, but I didn’t expect them to be so…sore.” The omega whined softly to himself, looking down at his chest. He’d gotten used to the small breasts that had come in, but he wasn’t prepared for the additional changes when his milk came in.

Swollen and sore and leaking and he didn’t know what to do about any of it.

“Does Benny need to feed?” Tony offered weakly. “Maybe that could…help some.”

“He just ate a little while ago.” Peter squeezed his eyes shut. “And I can’t pump. Everything- everything I read keeps telling me that I need to wait a few weeks or I’ll fuck up my supply.”

Tony frowned. “Can you try to express the excess at all? Like- hold on, let me look it up.”

The omega opened his eyes, trying to gently relieve the pressure by massaging. It wasn’t working. And while he was absolutely sure that whatever Tony was searching would only pull up porn, he was willing to try whatever solution he could find.

Oh he wished that he’d prepared better for this part.

He’d get the hang of it eventually.

***

Week 2

Peter knew that it would take a while to get into a good routine. Benny was still adjusting to everything. The omega knew that things could take a while to get easier and on a schedule.

Even if he understood it, he still wished that his sleep schedule could recover already. He was dependent on sleeping whenever the baby did and surviving off of the little rest he got.

He was so tired all the time. He was sure that Tony was too, but at least the alpha didn’t have to go running at every cry.

Peter tried to tell himself that he wasn’t bitter about that.

It seemed like there was quite a bit of that recently.

As soon as he put Benny down for a nap and was sure that he was asleep he jumped into bed himself. It was something of a routine on its own at the moment. He didn’t want to waste a single second of potential sleep.

But he woke up from his nap and he knew that he’d slept too long. His body was sore from how he’d been laying and time didn’t feel real. If he’d checked the clock before he fell asleep then he’d have some idea of how long his nap had been but he hadn't thought to.

Had it been that dim in the room when he laid down?

A wave of anxiety shocked through him as he thought about Benny. Was the baby okay? It was so irresponsible of him to sleep for so long.

The pup was still in his bassinet. Had he been there the whole time? He wasn’t crying but he probably needed something. The omega felt awful.

“Tony?” Peter called, rubbing his eyes. The anxiety must have leached into his voice because the alpha came to peek his head into the room almost immediately.

“Hey, sleeping beauty. You’re awake.” Tony gave him a smile. “Feeling better?”

Peter ignored the question, sitting up more. “I didn’t- I shouldn’t have slept so long.”

The alpha watched him, coming to sit next to him on the bed. “He’s safe and okay,” he assured him. “He just got back to sleep. He got a little cranky, but I changed his diaper and he was fine. And I followed your exact instructions, don’t worry. He’s in the bassinet again now, see? He might need to eat, but for now he’s asleep.”

Peter listened to him and relaxed slightly. He should have known better than to underestimate his alpha. Tony was a good father. He knew what to do. “Oh. Thank you, Tony.”

Tony grinned a little. “No problem.” He leaned in to kiss his forehead. “He’s okay. I handled it. I’m glad you got to sleep.”

The omega relaxed more, stretching. His toes curled when he stretched his legs, trying to fight off the sleepy muscle tenseness. “I am too. I didn’t mean to sleep so long but…I really needed it,” he admitted. That much was obvious, he was sure.

“I know you did. I wanted to give you as much time as possible, honey.”

Peter watched him with a small smile. He saw the alpha rub his eyes and yawn but try to hide it. And he immediately felt guilty about any bitterness he felt about his own lack of sleep. Tony really was doing just as much as he was. Because he was such a good alpha to them.

Peter was so unbelievably lucky. He knew that.

He needed to push the little unpleasant feelings away. Things were good.

Yeah. Things were good.

[cin3maa]

RAAHHHHH CITRUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS SO FREAKING AMAZING I LOVE IT!!!<333

" I'M ON A SUGAR CRASH ♡ "

for @cin3maa's dtiys!! also to make up for the frog in your inbox :]

originally i wanted to clean it up, but i decided "yknow, this looks good with the vibe of the dtiys.."

i hope ya like it!

[lasquadrasfuckhouse]

the roommate @bettyblanctorche and i are back at it again with the scent science, this time with scents bucci gang would wear 🍋🌰💐🍏🌱

we got genuinely into it enough that there was less stupid commentary to transcribe but i hope y'all like it nonetheless lol

la squadra's post here

bruno 🍪

fresh and clean scents, classic cologne, has some warmth to it tho. orange, bergamot, grapefruit, lemon, tonka bean, rosemary. sea notes as well like sea salt, something a bit woodsy as a base note, maybe a hint of florals (probably white florals). not one for sharp scents tho, likes it to be a bit soft.

abbacchio 📽️

he likes white wine so i could see him enjoying deceivingly fruity and bright scents, pink peppercorn, raspberry, black currant cause it's goth but sweet. scents that aren't necessarily smoky but richer, black tea, coffee, hazelnut, cocoa, plum.

the roommate: i could see him wearing something with notes of brioche

me: ..... the bread?

the roommate: yea but it's a sweet bread. he'd smell like a nutella and black currant jam sandwich.

me: that's so sexy of him. he smells like a fucking goth bakery i guess???

giorno 🌸

he really likes cologne and perfume cause he's fancy and likes things that are a bit unique cause he's also extra. this little gay boy wears so many florals: rose, calendula, hyacinth, peony, cherry blossom, violet leaf, only the occasional white floral because it's kinda basic in his opinion but goes for apple blossom if he does. green and fresh and sparkly, green tea, bamboo. he probably likes the smell of grass but doesn't necessarily want to smell like grass. some fruity notes as well, pear, sicilian lemon, lemon verbena.

me: y'know what i realized? he'd want to smell like a grass pokemon gym.

narancia 🍊

the roommate: bruno sprays narancia with lemon dish soap like here u go son

everything is citrus. he knows what he likes and he's valid. orange, but other fruits too like mango, green mango, green apple, sweet n sour n spunky. sometimes a basil note tho.

the roommate: i could see the occasional note of moss

me: idk if thats his vibe it seems like a more mature scent

the roommate: he's a rowdy boy and it's like rolling around in dirt. it's rowdy and fun. smells like oranges and like he rolled in the dirt.

fugo 🍓

almond, shea, caramel, vanilla, cinnamon, nutmeg, strawberry, red currant, myrtle leaf orange. fruity, sweet, a bit complex, but sometimes a bit of an edge. dark roast coffee, black tea, dark chocolate. he likes to smell like nice foods, good for him. occasionally frankincense too tho.

mista 🔫

generally earthy and a bit spicy and warm. black pepper, coriander, basil, rosemary, musk, patchouli, lil bit of sandalwood. smells a little bit like wood shavings. fig and vanilla for something sweet tho.

trish ➗

rosewater, jasmine, magnolia, chestnut, something a bit rich and nutty but not too strong. fuck off expensive taste, what you'd expect a rich girl in the late 90s/early 2000s to wear but also things with a lil somethin somethin, sweet sort of mildly spicy, a bit poppin. only lightly sweet too. candied ginger, dates, clove, vanilla or cinnamon only as part of a more complex scent cause they're kinda basic on their own and she's also extra but we love that for her.

[consul-valerius]

Appreciation

Rating: 18+ 🍋 (Minors do not interact— it makes me v uncomfortable at a base, and it’s also just not for you! those that do will be blocked ✂️)

Pairing: Tasya/Valerius

WC: 3150

Summary: In a turn of events, Valerius offers to join Tasya on her voyage instead of staying in Vesuvia. She is, surprisingly, very sweet to him as he adjusts to his new life at sea. Wanting to show his appreciation, Valerius does what he is best at: use his mouth.

Content warnings: Mommy kink, oral sex, vaginal fingering, masturbation, dirty talk & descriptions of group sex, and light dom/sub dynamics

A/N: Happy belated Mother’s Day to my favorite morally corrupt MILF featuring my favorite morally corrupt bottom!! This AU is directly inspired by some post-Portia ending talks with @borednschooled and @drustvar so you have them to thank for the smut 💕💕 the link to the fic on AO3 is embedded in the title for those that prefer it, but the full fic is below cut! Other fics with them that take place in the same timeline are also available on AO3 and on here too✨

Tasya was all limbs and hair in the morning. It was quite a sight to see; the blankets were tangled between her bent legs, one arm resting over her face while the other rested on her stomach. Her hair curled all around her face and upper body, red tresses framing her serious expression. Valerius had discovered that she never looked peaceful while she slept; he never prodded as to why, never questioned why she would awake in a cold sweat and leave his side. She returned, always, with that serene smile on her face, eyes heavy with sleep and something else. And silent, always silent. Not that he minded this at all; what words of comfort could he offer her?

Softly, he tried balancing the loaded tray in his hands. He was only just getting used to the rolling waves of the ocean; the first weeks at sea had been horrendous. He was sick almost every day, something the ship’s crew (and of course Mazelinka) enjoyed teasing him over. Devorak had, surprisingly, been very helpful. A doctor’s instincts, perhaps. But it was Tasya who had been the most doting on him, allowing him to work mostly from their chambers so that he didn’t need to embarrass himself in front of the crew at all hours of the day. “Work” was a generous word; he knew truly his role here was to entertain Tasya during this expenditure. Her moods could sour so easily, and she needed some sort of… enrichment to distract her from her morose temper. But there was still plenty of paperwork she had to consider, city laws she had to abide by, budgets to be made aware of. And for all it was worth, Valerius was excellent at keeping track of minutia such as that. He had jumped at the opportunity to assist Tasya abroad; the thought of serving under Nadia, truly serving under her now, was less than appealing. And he knew better than to enact any of his previous plots against her with that magician in her court. No, staying by Tasya’s side was much more appealing than listening to the orders of the motivated Countess.

He wanted to show her his thanks to the woman; truly, she didn’t have to be that nice to him. He appreciated the constant affection and attention from her; he hardly got it from anyone when he was serving as consul. And while their partnership had started on shaky ground, it seemed Tasya was actually beginning to enjoy having him around. So she had tried setting the world into utter chaos for her own selfish reasons— no one was perfect, and Valerius was the last person to criticize a woman in want of power. And even in her monstrous form, she treated him more or less the same as she had before: a prized plaything to keep by her side, to pepper with heated kisses, to tease and please as she saw fit. He felt warm thinking about it now, those long talons, those sharp teeth. Shaking his head, he sidestepped around the bed, grimacing at the small clatter of the plates. It wasn’t often he woke up before her, but today would be different. Today he would serve her, dote on her, so that she was refreshed for the week's upcoming duties. They would be docking for the first time soon; she needed to be ready on all fronts to face what lay ahead.

Or that’s what his plan had been. He had even helped the chefs prepare her favorite breakfast items for her. In particular, he had brewed her favorite tea on his own, just the way she liked it. But of course, a particularly large wave had rocked into the ship right as he was ready to set the tray down. Unprepared for the sudden movement, he lurched forward, the contents of the tray sliding forward. As the ship jolted to resettle itself, Valerius tripped to the side, the tray loudly clattering to the floor. His stomach dropped, eyes wide, as a soundless scream creeped out of him. Every piece of china had shattered; food and tea spilled all over the hardwood floors. Valerius had stumbled onto the foot of Tasya’s bed, a trembling hand covering his mouth. Tasya had instantly bolted awake, her eyes frantic and teeth bared.

“Who in the blazes dares to disrupt me while—” her snarl was cut off short as she saw Valerius, pale-faced, at the end of her bed. Confused and frightened, she leaned forward, hand outstretched, before she finally caught a glimpse of the floor. Her confusion only grew, though now her nerves were settling. “Valerius... ?”

“I… I… Oh, this is just perfect ,” Valerius tugged on a strand of hair; he had been keeping it down and loose in the past few days, enjoying how the sea breeze ran through it. Now, though, he just wanted to pull it until his scalp ached. Tasya quickly crawled over, easily taking his hands. She couldn’t hide the smile from her face, though he could tell she was trying to. “Of course you find my blunders humorous. They are constant, after all.”

“Oh, baby, I appreciate… whatever it was you were trying to do… I do!” Tasya laughed softly, smoothing down his hair as he reclined into her touch. He didn’t seem convinced, his pout permanent. She took in a deep breath, calming herself down. “And it smells delicious . I’m sure it would have been wonderful.”

“It was wonderful. And then I… ruined it,” Valerius moped, resting his head on her shoulder. “As per usual.”

“Tut-tut; it’s far too early for you to be so down,” Tasya cooed, rubbing up and down his arms. She had noted that he was wearing a loose blouse, the material slipping down his arms and shoulders already. “Thank you. Really . It is a touching notion.”

Valerius sighed, his brows knit, as he shut his eyes. He could never succeed at doing nice things, nor could he have them, apparently. He slowly blinked up at the woman; she was still smiling down at him, her hand resting on his cheek. Absently, he kissed her palm and fingers, giving each knuckle a soft peck. She sighed as her other hand still rubbed down his arm. He could feel his blouse slipping lower and lower as she did. He couldn’t stop himself from grinning. So he wasn’t a man who could provide breakfast in bed. That was okay. Perhaps that isn’t what Tasya needed anyway.

Straightening himself out, he gently cupped the woman’s face, working his fingers through her curls. She chuckled, a deep sound, as he began kissing her neck and cheek.

“Valerius,” she sighed as she placed her hand on the small of his back. He arched up to her touch, working his shoes off so that he could kneel on the bed. “The floor.”

“It’s okay. We can get to it in a moment.”

“The tea will stain it, you silly man.”

“I’ll buy you a rug.”

Tasya gave up as his lips found hers. He held her head tenderly, his thumb tracing the corners of her eyes as she pulled him closer by his back and neck. Over and over, between heated breaths, their lips met each other’s, each kiss hungrier than the last. Valerius could feel Tasya’s teeth graze his lower lip; he kept his mouth ajar, welcoming her to do as she pleased. With a low growl, she tugged him closer so that he sat in her lap, her teeth biting down on his lip as he groaned into her mouth. Even now, she had not lost that power, that need to assert herself. He gladly accepted his place, gladly let her burn off whatever steam she needed. Better him than the good people of Vesuvia, after all. He truly was a civil servant. Her nails dug into the back of his neck, the sensation leaving gooseflesh over his arms. With a parting kiss, Valerius pulled back, his face flushed.

“Lie back on the pillows,” he breathed out on her lips, eyes half-lidded. She smirked, quirking a brow at him.

“Oh? Are you calling the shots this morning?”

Valerius laughed, an airy sound, as he softly shook his head.

“Hardly. There are no shots to be called. Just sit back and let me please you, mommy ,” he dropped his tone, looking up at her with the best pleading look he could muster. He had to stop himself from grinning as Tasya gasped, her entire face burning. “I want to taste you. I want to make mommy feel good .”

Without another word, Tasya pushed herself back, adjusting her pillows so that she could sit up on them. She bit her lip, a grin on her face, as Valerius pulled back the covers. She was still wearing a sheer nightgown, her long, sturdy legs already exposed. She spread them wider for him, bending them at the knee, while Valerius settled between each leg. He locked eyes with Tasya as he began kissing up from her left ankle, his other hand stroking down her right thigh. She sighed, reclining into the plush pillows, as she placed one hand to her chest, the other playing with the ends of her hair. His kisses tickled; she shifted each of her legs, softly laughing and sighing as worked his way up her body. He placed a rather cheeky kiss behind her knee, grinning as she shrieked out in laughter. A sensitive spot he enjoyed abusing when he could.

“Horrid little man,” she gasped, though she was all smiles.

“You love it,” Valerius sighed, his words tickling underneath her thighs.

“I love rectifying it, yes.”

“Mmm, I don’t think you’ll be rectifying this,” as he spoke, Valerius spread Tasya’s right leg further, pushing up the rest of her nightgown. He was unsurprised to see she was wearing nothing beneath; smirking he snaked down closer to her crotch. Tasya shuddered at the sensation of his warm breath, inching herself towards his face on instinct. Valerius hummed, settling down on his knees as he used his hands to spread her wider. Tasya rested her head on her hand, making a note of the tight slacks Valerius was wearing as he arched his back up more. The new “pirate-chic” look he had been sporting was certainly doing wonders. She would have to order him another pair… or two… or three.

Making sure that she was looking, Valerius made a show of sticking his tongue out as he ran the base of it between her folds Tasya moaned, sinking down further onto his face as he slowly dragged his tongue upward. He breathed her in, moaning as he flicked the tip of his tongue against her clit. She shuddered, her hand shooting to grab at his hair as she pulled him in closer. Her hips rutted upward, encouraging him to be as greedy and as sloppy as he wished. He moaned loudly as he licked up into her over and over, smirking as he watched her squirm and moan.

Tasya gasped as he reached up to massage one of her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipple between his fingers. He pulled his mouth back, making a show of licking her wantonly with the tip of his tongue. She could only tilt her head back and shut her eyes, groaning as he brought his lips back to hers.

“What a wonderful man you are, Valerius,” she sighed, her voice a bit huskier. “You love being mommy’s little whore, don’t you?”

“Oh yes,” Valerius sighed, his voice higher, shriller. “I love it.”

“Mm, I can tell. I should keep you like this all the time; tie you up on the deck and use you as I… oh! As I see fit,” Tasya bit down on her finger, savoring the sensation of Valerius’s moans as he began slipping his tongue inside of her. “Ah, you would love that. Love all that attention on you. Don’t deny it— ah — you know it’s true.”

Valerius groaned, arching his butt up higher as he tried rubbing his thighs together. His erection was painful in these tight pants, but he knew by now that touching himself without permission would result in punishment. Although… no, this was for Tasya, not for him. He needed to be a good boy for his mommy. At least for the morning.

“Are you imagining it, Valerius? Every sweaty, shameless member of our crew having their way with you? Riling— mm, yes, there — r-riling you up all day while I watch? While we all watch? Oh! I’d never let you finish! Not without me. Never without me.”

Tasya cried out as Valerius’s tongue was replaced by his fingers. He let out a soft cry as well, drool stringing them together. It was utterly shameless. Tasya thought she could marry him right then. He brought his mouth back to her clit as he fingered her, moaning against it, as he steadily worked his two fingers inside of her. She could no longer control herself; she humped his face with abandon, unable to articulate her thoughts anymore. Oh, but her thoughts were vivid. Valerius, naked and hogtied to the mast of the ship, fresh whip marks decorating his thighs. Valerius, being forced to take every crew member in front of her, begging for more and for it all to stop at once. Valerius, bent over the wheel of the ship, arching back to meet her strap and screaming for more, for her . She didn’t deserve him. But then again, he didn’t deserve her either.

It didn’t long for Valerius to curl his fingers up right where she needed it most. She had trained him well, after all. Valerius shuddered as she shouted out, arching her back up to meet him. He met her eyes again, his tongue out and pressed against her as he focused curling the pads of fingers right there , over and over. She was coming undone, he could tell. He thought he could come right then and there, never tiring of that twisted expression— of being the one to cause it.

“Mommy,” he panted into her, needy. “Am I a good boy? Am I your good boy?”

“Oh, yes,” Tasya had to pause to bite down on her lip, her eyes rolling back for a moment. “Gods, you’re my good boy, Valerius! F-Fucking hell — you’re making mommy feel amazing . Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop!”

Valerius moaned, so needy, as he worked his fingers harder inside of her, keeping his pace steady as he lapped at her in excess. Tasya’s toes curled as she brought her legs down on Valerius’s back, pulling him closer. He gasped as her thighs pressed against his cheeks, squishing them. But he knew better than to stop, not here, not now. Determined, he moaned out every praise, every compliment, every twisted fantasy that came to his mind as he brought Tasya to climax. Her whole body tensed up; she pulled him as close as he could get with her hands and feet, her back arched off the bed, as she screamed out her release.

Finally, she freed him from her embrace, trembling as she gulped in shaky breaths. Valerius pulled himself up, his face wet and hair a mess. Everything about him was disheveled; his shirt had nearly slipped off, his nipples exposed. Tasya stared at the straining erection in his pants, the fabric only showing it off more. Still panting, she pushed back her hair, a wicked grin on her face.

“Jerk yourself off, little one,” she cooed, her voice raspy now. “Show mommy how happy it makes you to get her off.”

In a rush, Valerius was working his pants down, eyes distant. All he wanted to do now was finish, his hands trembling as he finally freed his cock. Tasya noted the veins pulsing along the sides of it; it had grown so large during all of his hard work. Still riding the waves of her orgasm, Tasya reclined back further into the pillows, a wide smile on her face as Valerius began pumping his erection. He bit down on his lip, whimpering as clutched the sheets below himself with his other hand.

“Tell me what you’re thinking of, baby,” she cooed, voice dreamy.

“ You , mommy, I’m thinking of you,” Valerius panted, delirious. “I can still taste you… I can still smell you. Gods, you’re fantastic. Better than any perfume, sweeter than any wine. I can do this all day, all night , if you’d let me. Pleasing you. Worshipping you.”

“How do you want me to take you? What other games do you want to play, little boy?”

Valerius groaned, his eyes crossing as his movements sped up more and more.

“What wouldn’t I let you do to me?” he moaned, voice breaking. “Gods, I want to ride that big, black cock you have until I can’t think anymore. I want to swallow it all down when you’re done with me. Ah! Gods, you can sit on my face until your content, no matter how much I need to breathe . You can choke me, spank me, tie me up, parade me to the crew, keep me… oh , keep me all for yourself here! Chained up and waiting for you all day— they’d all know it too. All now I’m yours—”

Valerius’s voice broke off into a sharp cry, his body trembling as he fell forward onto his shoulders. He babbled out nonsense until his voice broke off into a shrill shriek, his seed coating his stomach and sheets. Tasya chuckled, using her foot to tilt Valerius’s face upwards to look at her.

“Oh, trust me, Valerius: they all know you’re my little whore,” she cooed, winking down at him. He shivered in his afterglow, biting down on his bottom lip. Exhausted, he had to drag himself up into her arms. He had managed to slip his pants all the way off as he did, tangling his legs with hers. They both sighed deeply as Valerius nuzzled under her chin. Rocked by the gentle lull of the ship, Valerius let his eyes drift shut as Tasya mindlessly played with his hair.

“Don’t fall asleep. You have a floor to clean.”

“Can’t we ask a crew member to do it…?”

“Darling, you are the crew. I’ll make a seaman out of you yet.”

Valerius groaned, rolling his eyes.

“I’d rather be a strumpet than some mindless behemoth.”

Tasya let out a dry laugh, striking his left buttocks playfully. Valerius hissed, clinging to her tighter.

“You’re lucky you’re so cute,” Tasya sighed, coiling a strand of his hair around her finger. “Five more minutes. And then I want you on all fours scrubbing my floor.”

Valerius nodded, a small smile on his face at the thought. Being on all fours wasn’t so bad… not with Tasya. Content, he placed a quick kiss on the woman’s neck. Yes, he much preferred this to whatever waited for him in Vesuvia. This he could get used to.

[scarlet-fantasies]

AOT Prompt

:: You can request it as a reaction or Headcanon.

:: I write about Eren and Zeke only. (Tbh)

Just send emoji or copy and paste the text. Most will be in a modern au setting unless you want a different setting. You can requests things outside of the list.

✅finished

✳️in progress

⛅️mornings with their gf (only Eren was requested)

💄when your doing your makeup and they bother you.

🦷 their gf gets their wisdom teeth out

👩‍❤️‍👨 them as boyfriends

💍wedding/proposal

🐶you two get a pet/what pets they would have

🦋 spring with them

🦢 they say I love you for the first time/what they are like when they are in love

🌷first date

🌹they try to be romantic

❄️winter with them

☃️building a snowman with them

🎧what music they listen to

🎸they are in a rock band/rock band au what does that consist of

📀videos they have of their gf

📞what are your conversations on the phone like

📸 you see their baby pictures/they see yours

🎞 couple photos

🚬their bad habits

🗝secrets they have

😳they make their gf blush

🤒when their gf is sick ✳️

😰when they make their gf nervous

🌼talking to their crush✳️(only Eren’s was requested)

🌧rainy days with gf

🎟 amusement part with their gf

🩰walking in on their gf dancing

🚿walking in on their gf showering (only Eren’s was requested)

🏖the beach with their gf

☀️taking the summer off with them(Eren was requested)

💦pool day with their gf

🏠buying a place with their gf/wife

🎁gifts they give their gf

📚studying wi their gf✳️

💗the little things they do for gf

💬texting their gf

📱contact name

👩‍🍼when they find out their having a baby with their gf

🍿movies with their gf

😘how they kiss their gf

🔑living with their gf

🤦‍♀️making their gf annoyed

😉teasing their gf ✳️

✈️traveling with their gf✳️(only Eren’s was suggested).

🩳their gf seeing them in their boxers

🍑do they like boobs or butt more?

::Eren hcs::

🎮Eren as a gamer

🙄him being obnoxious towards you

🛹he teaches you how skateboard

🚦late night drive

🪒he finally shaved!/what he thinks if you don’t shave

❤️‍🔥hot things he does

💘how he steals your heart

🧡Eren’s birthday and what you do that day

💛you and Zeke get along so he feels like a third wheel

💚what Eren is like in general in modern au

💙what he looks like in real life aesthetic

💜aesthetic of Eren in different settings/situations.

🤍 opposites attract in which Eren is the extrovert and y/n is an introvert

🤎road trip

💪working out with him

::Zeke hcs::

🥐cafe date

🚬 his gf making him quit smoking

🧸sweet things he does as a boyfriend

🧡what he’s like years in a relationship w his gf.

💛what’s he like in general (modern au)

💚what he looks like in real life

💙 aesthetic of what he looks like in real life.

💜 aesthetic of Zeke in different settings/situations.

🚼 babysitting his brother’s kids/uncle hcs

🛒shopping with him

🐒the times you call him monkey and he hates it.

🪴how much he loves plants and just him having too many in his room.

🌼as a best friend

🍋his gf is sour/witty and he digs it.

🎁 how he spoils you.

[piggybonez]

never had the chance to answer all of these so im just gonna do it for fun!

🧚‍♂️ im absolutely very whimsical and i do believe in fairies and forest magic and fate etc etc

🐝 i loved piggys soo much! i loved how cute and chubby and pink they were and i loved their curly tails and the way they oink!! i hope i get to own a baby piggy one day 🥺 i love the spotted ones too!

🐶 as a kid my comfort item was my pillow pet pig but unfortunately it’s gone now :( it went missing after i moved when i was 10 and i miss it more than anything. i don’t have a comfort item im that strongly attached to now but id say it’s my current pig squishmallow that i hold to sleep every night or my baby sea slug plush that is like the size of my palm i love him so much lol

🐷 i like a lot of things. crackers n cheese r really good! and grapes!

🐥 drawing, coloring, watching @babiedani on YouTube, going on walks, dancing, stimming with toys and slime, going on tumblr to look at stimboards, cuddling my stuffies, and watching cartoons!!

🦋 invader zim, adventure time, powerpuff girls!

🐛 and still to this day the miraculous journey of edward tulane! i was a big book worm when i was younger and i also loved goosebumps, among other things.

🥫the little princess, matilda, tinker bell, the little mermaid, megamind, despicable me lol, ponyo, the brave little toaster. most disney movies, i know im forgetting a lot but those are some off the top of my head!

🍓 chocolate milk! 🥛

🧃 pens as of late! especially colored ones!

🍬 sweet sweet sweet i hate sour :(

🧁 pastry kid all the way, not a candy fan

🍭 im such a pastel kid!!!!!

☎️ decora kei, punk, goth although those last two have been horribly watered down and ruined by todays trends

🚀 ive always been hugely connected to the ocean so id live there with all the amazing sea creaturesss :3 🐠🦑🐡🐙🦀

🚗 according to my spotify it’s the principal by melanie martinez but im also really digging test me rn too. i just rotate my favorite songs by her and listen to her 24/7 basically

🧸 brussel sprouts are disgusting.. i hate peas. and olives are so offensive tasting. italian dressing is gross. anything sour or citrus like oranges is bad too. i dislike some things.

🍿 absolutely a library kid i used to play games on the computer and listen to music on YouTube with those big clunky headphones. id go to their teen time events and learn how to crochet or write haikus and whatnot. id play truth or dare with my friends on the staircase. i would read books. it was my safe space and i miss it.

🍰 i like dessert scents, like cinnamon or vanilla or pumpkin and stuff. fruity smells piss me off.

🍼 i never get called pet names but i would love to be called sweet boy, sweet prince, baby angel, little one, handsome, and anything else sweet tbh!!!! 🥺🥺

🍋 right now the walls are entirely covered in my own art and photography, band posters ive collected from shows, art from my friends and that ive collected along the way, i have a trash wall that i hang up trinkets icome across, i have a black and white wall full of ink illustrations from an old german gamebook i found outside. my room is so cool. ive also got spray painted cardboard up, a clown collection on my shelf, lots of plushies and trinkets, oddities like bones and sheep eyes, art projects scattered everywhere. my room is insane just like me <3

🥞 i love breakfast so much. it’s the bestest meal that you can eat anytime. especially a french toast breakfast with sausage and syrup. sausage is delicious im sorry to aminals. bagels are another safe food i eat constantly, everything seasoned with philadelphia cream cheese or avocado with salt and pepper. an egg if im feeling spicy. also shout out to breakfast burritos bc those are delicious and i don’t eat enough.

im gonna make some more asks games like this soon! thanks if u played along or read this ^.^ weeeee 🌟🐁✨🐇💫🦭🌙🐮

agere ask game

cause they’re fun & i want to interact with more ppl on here! feel free to rb!!!

🧚🏼 do you believe in fairies and other whimsical things?

🐝 favorite childhood animal growing up?

🐶 comfort item?

🐷 favorite snack!

🐥 favorite agere activities

🦋 favorite cartoons?

🐛 favorite childhood book?

🥫 favorite childhood movies?

🍓 chocolate milk, regular milk, or strawberry milk?

🧃 pens or pencils?

🍬 sweet or sour?

🧁 candy kid or pastry kid?

🍭 pastel kid or neon kid?

☎️ favorite fashion style?

🚀 would you rather live in space or live in the sea?

🚗 favorite song?

🧸 least favorite food?

🍿 were you a library kid growing up and if so what was your favorite thing to do there?

🍰 favorite scent?

🍼 favorite names you like to be called?

🍋 what does your room look like?

🥞 breakfast, lunch, or dinner? what’s your favorite meal?

check out my blog if you’re playing! have fun!

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[myaekingheart]

naruto oc masterpost

📚 Rei - an anbu, the daughter of the local bookshop owners, kakashi’s love interest

🔪 Sekkachi - rei’s childhood teammate, one of guy’s best friends, chronically ill and a chain smoker

🐇 Naru - an anbu, rei’s childhood teammate, comes from a wealthy family involved in government

🩸 Tenshi - secret root operative, likes to use her sexuality as a weapon

🔮 Mikazuki - an anbu, shy, into tarot and astrology and herbalism

🤜 Arai - an anbu, subordinate of rei’s team, brash but well-meaning underneath, younger sister of sefure

💔 Sefure - arai’s older sister, works in the red light district, an old flame of kakashi’s

🧡 Tanjo - former iwa-nin, midwife, mother to kyugeki

👑 Tenjikubotan - sekkachi’s cousin, roru’s older sister, socialite, a gossip

🍃 Roru - sekkachi’s cousin, tenjikubotan’s younger sister, bright-eyed and enthusiastic, rock lee’s love interest

🌟 Sukui- an anbu, subordinate of rei’s team, charming and secretly generous

👓 Hitsuji - an anbu, subordinate of rei’s team, twin brother of hiretsuna, intelligent but anxious

🏥 Hiretsuna - hospital receptionist, twin sister of hitsuji, airheaded

🎀 Amai - dango shop waitress, sweet and hospitable

💎 Hoseki - younger sister of ketsui, cousin of kagami, jewel expert

🔥 Ketsui - older brother of hoseki, cousin of kagami, expert blacksmith

🤫 Kagami - cousin of hoseki and ketsui, mental health ward patient, intelligent

💜 Suisen - shy, unsure of herself, mental health ward patient

🏴 Nozomi - sharp edges, jaded, mental health ward patient

🌎 Sosei - head of the mental health unit, holistic, encouraging, twin sister of seiiku

🤱 Seiiku - head of the labor + delivery unit, midwife, twin sister of sosei

🦊 Kettei - optimistic to a fault, mental health ward patient

🌼 Harusame - distant relative of rei’s, former ame-citizen, softspoken and sweet, yamato’s love interest

💪 Miyu - former kiri-citizen, quirky and perseverant, might guy’s love interest

➕ Fujie - sosei’s daughter, nurse in the mental health ward, strict and stoic

💀 Tsubaki - hospital mortician, friendly and unassuming

🦈 Doremi - hoshigaki relative, musician, close with gaara

🔰 Hachimitsu - younger sister of aoi rokushou

🙈 Haru - an anbu, asuma’s older brother, konohamaru’s father, harsh and unsympathetic

🙊 Fuyu - an anbu, haru’s wife, konohamaru’s mother, slick and unforgiving

👠 Hai - kettei’s older sister

🌸 Risa - kettei’s teammate

🐍 Rukia - former konoha-nin, medic-nin, kabuto’s love interest

🐜 Kuroda - kettei’s teammate, an aburame

🍋 Yuzu - bookshop apprentice, quirky, interested in politics

🎭 Takashi - sensei to kettei, risa, and kuroda

🎶 Ren - rei’s doppelganger, musician, a yamanaka

💾 Inomi - ren’s older sister, a yamanaka, works in hospital records

📓 Nigai - amai’s older sister, professional, handles logistics of dango shop

✌ Umami - amai’s older sister, hippie, artist, works at the dango shop

🧂 Shiokarai - amai’s older sister, athletic, temperamental, dango shop waitress

🥵 Tsurai - amai’s older sister, sensual, hotheaded, dango shop waitress

🍏 Sui - amai’s older sister, sour and sassy, dango shop waitress

🎱Kikkake - an anbu, subordinate of rei’s team, jaded, bald

🥟 Teiko - rei’s grandmother, former anbu

🥀 Fuun - younger sister of teiko, former konoha citizen, defected to amegakure

📿 Kohai - sekkachi’s grandmother, former anbu, former suna-nin

☕ Komori - suisen’s grandmother, former anbu, runs the antiques shop with her brother rojin

💰 Rojin - runs the antiques shop with his sister komori

🌙 Choryu - mikazuki’s grandmother, noble from crescent moon kingdom

🐟Kigiku - naru’s grandmother, handmaiden to choryu, nana, and kaigan

🌾 Shinzou - kakashi’s grandmother, sakumo’s mother, farm girl

🌌 Nana - naru’s grandmother, kaigan’s older sister, noble from the crescent moon kingdom

⛵ Kaigan - nana’s younger sister, noble from the crescent moon kingdom

⭐ Hitode - jiraiya’s mother, immigrated from uzushiogakure, older sister of namine and sango

🌊 Namine - immigrated from uzushiogakure, sister of namine and sango

🐠 Sango - immigrated from uzushiogakure, younger sister of namine and sango

🐺 Noriaki - son of tobirama, sakumo’s father

🍸 Hinotori - daughter of hashirama, tsunade’s mother

🔞 Ogata - jiraiya’s father

⚡ Nariko - daughter of rei and kakashi, hotheaded and confident

🎨 Sutego - adopted daughter of rei and kakashi, sarcastic and artistic

🧣 Rokurou - son of rei and kakashi, quiet and bookish

🔫 Katsuro- son of rei and kakashi, keiko’s twin brother, rebellious and snarky

🌷 Keiko - daughter of rei and kakashi, katsuro’s twin sister, sweet and softspoken

🐻 Kazuhiko - son of rei and kakashi, polite and imaginative

🍥 Anemone - daughter of naruto and hinata, younger sister of boruto and himawari, arashi’s twin

🌀 Arashi - son of naruto and hinata, younger brother of boruto and himawari, anemone’s twin

🐱‍👤 Sensu - son of sakura and sasuke, younger brother of sarada

🍑 Anzu - daughter of sakura and sasuke, younger sister of sarada and sensu

🌱Mei - daughter of yamato and harusame, deaf

🍜 Hiyamugi - son of iruka and ayame

🦯 Kanami - daughter of suisen and kettei, blind, love interest of rokurou

🗽 Patina - daughter of rock lee and roru, younger sister of metal lee

🧠 Ise - son of neji and tenten

🦑 Ushio - son of karin and suigetsu

🐣 Kyugeki - son of tanjo, love interest of nariko

💐 Ran - kyugeki’s teammate, friendly and optimistic

🐒 Wakizashi - kyugeki’s teammate, quirky and genuine

👝 Ichika - sefure’s daughter, nariko’s rival

🥻 Oniyuri - daughter of tenjikubotan and sukui

🌄 Minoru - nariko’s teammate, sutego’s love interest

🐉 Nagisa - son of rukia and kabuto

👘 Edna - arai and sefure’s grandmother, former anbu, runs the local kimono shop

🍰 Aji - grandmother of dango shop girls, sister of tsukurou, founded the dango shop

💊 Tsukurou - grandfather of tsubaki, brother of aji, hospital pharmacist

🌿 Heiwa - mother of sosei and seiiku, medic-ninja

👁‍🗨 Asaki - choryu’s husband, a hyuga

🕷  Arachne - asaki’s teammate, an aburame

🩺 Naoya - rin’s older brother, inomi’s love interest, a medic-ninja

⚕ Naohiko - son of naoya and inomi

🥢 Takoyaki - son of shiokarai and kikkake

🌶 Sansho - son of tsurai

🍨 Wagashi - son of amai

🎴 Yomi - daughter of tsubaki

🔖 Ryou - daughter of hachimitsu

🙇‍♀️ Setsuko - mother of hinata and hanabi, a hyuga

❣️ Kagome - mother of neji, a hyuga

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i deeply apologize, but... i very much dislike frogs. i will kindly decline your gift but i am thankful nonetheless.

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