#tooks you're always a delight to see lol

[insistonyourcupofstars]

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LOLLLL, this made my morning.

[madamechrissy]

♡ Time after Time ♡

♡ ♡ Pairings ♡ ♡ CEO! Satoru Gojo x Fem Reader

♡ ♡ Warnings ♡ ♡ MDNI- Just sexual tension in this chap hehe, more explicit as we go. Gojo is still kinda a dick lol

♡ ♡ Word Count ♡ ♡ 3.9k

♡ ♡ Summary ♡ ♡ Gojo Satoru is your boss And you've been his head assistant for over two years now. You do everything for him, including and not limited to cleaning his messes, picking out his clothes, and writing his speeches. Sixteen hour days... night calls... You are tired of being overworked and at his beck and call. You decide you are going to put in your two weeks notice. He is shocked, and wants to try to keep you, because you're the best. But you know better. Right? . You really wanna fucking quit. You also wanna fuck him. Also, fuck him.

A/N (Kinda has 'two weeks notice' vibes a bit! No use of y/n.)

Chapter 1 - Masterlist - Playlist

Chapter 2

The ballroom was unbelievable, even grander than most of the events you had helped Gojo prepare for. Shimmering chandeliers hung above your heads, casting a warm glow along the men and women below them. An orchestra was spread out playing all over, violinists in balconies, cellists and bassists joined the dance floor, along with waiters and waitresses serving hors d'oeuvres and champagne.

As your heels tapped along the marble floor, you both  made your way into the ballroom, Gojo on your arm. You couldn't help but notice the way heads turned to you both. His charisma was undeniable. Women swooned as they passed, men nodded in respect. Men’s eyes went up and down you, and there were whispers abound at the sight of you two.

“Told you that dress is killer.” Gojo murmured in your ear. You felt your cheeks overheat into a blush.

“They’re looking at you.” You mumble. Gojo looks down at you with a smirk.

“Not only me. But it’s true, I do just walk and make women wet.” He winked at you, and you rolled your eyes, unable to hide a smile.

“You’re too much.” As the words fell out, you saw his grin, and cursed yourself.

“Shit, not like that…”

Suguru Geto came up to you both, then, tall and elegant in a navy blue suit, long dark hair tied back in a top knot, the bottom half flowing. He always looked good, just like Gojo. The two were partners of Kamo tower, and owned a casino together, long friends but they also had a lot of banter between them, as if there was some competition the two held.

Geto was bowing over your hand, taking it and kissing it, like you were in some 1800’s movie. You smiled. Gojo scowled. Geto’s eyes took in your outfit, lingering at your chest, and then peeking over at Gojo, who tensed next to you. Geto had a smirk on his face before looking back at you with dark brown eyes.

“You look exquisite, my lady.” He teased, and you giggled, making Gojo’s grip on your arm tighten.

“Thank you very much, Sir. How are you this evening?”

“Better now that you’re here.”

“That’s enough.” Gojo’s voice cut them off, and you and Geto couldn't help but grin at each other. “Shitheads.”

“You!” Geto and you grinned at each other.

“It’s like two children.” Gojo sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with frustration. Geto and you always got along well. He was Nanami’s boss, so you know he overworked his employees too, but it seemed he was easier on them than Gojo was with you. No 2AM coke binge rescues or the like.

“Dance later?” Geto asked you. You nodded.

“Of course. We’ll see if the old ballroom courses of my childhood are still any good.” You mused with a little wink.

“And me? Your date ?” Gojo whispered.

“Fake date. Kinda.” He scowls at you. “Yes, you too. I guess.”

Geto snorted at you. “Catch you two later. Gojo, try not to embarrass yourself please.”

“Never.” Gojo held two long fingers in a salute, yanking you away and sauntering over to a waitress. She melted as Gojo smiled. Bastard had charm.

He hands you a glass of wine. “Thank you.”

He nods his head and you take a sip of the pink liquid, tart but sweet, letting it hit your tongue, moaning in delight. When your eyes open, he’s staring at you, intensely with those damn devil eyes. You tilt your head curiously, but before you say anything, one of the main donor couples comes up to you both. Older couple, stuck up but obviously, they regard you.

“May I introduce my assistant, and date, tonight.” Gojo tells them your name, then, and they greet you formally. “She’s a Yale grad. Law school. Don’t ask me how I convinced her to work for me.” Gojo gave a charming grin.

“It’s so lovely to meet you, we’ve heard a lot about Mr. Gojo’s mysterious assistant.” The woman says, and you tried not to show how uncomfortable you were under the scrutiny. Gojo just… talked you up? Wow.

“Indeed. You’ve helped catapult Mr. Gojo in quite a manner. Makes sense that you’d be in law.” The man agreed.

“Oh, thank you two. It’s such a pleasure.” You shake both of their elegantly gloved hands, smiling cordially. “It definitely has been a good partnership for us both. We have been making moves.”

Gojo stiffened. “I will catch you two later.” He unceremoniously dragged you to a balcony, then, as if you’d teleported it was so fast.

You blink, taking in your surroundings, the cool night air hitting your bare shoulders and back, making you shiver. Gojo had backed you up against the railing, an arm on either side of you on the balustrade, leaning down to peer into your eyes, his own shimmering from the moonlight outside. You briefly just let yourself lose it in them. But only for a moment.

“What’s wrong?” You ask softly, and try to peer behind him, however he’s too tall, shoulders too broad, trapping you.

“You said it like you’re leaving.” He bit out the words.

“Well, I probably am.”

“Give me a chance to change your mind.”

You sigh. “Gojo, this show you’re putting on or whatever… like acting as if you’re interested in me now… it’s weird. Let’s not end on horrible terms.”

You reach out to his shoulders, and he pushes forward, intimidating, towering over you even as he bent at the waist. You lick your lips. His eyes darted to them like a hawk.

“Give me the two weeks to change your mind. If you still want to leave me, then I will not complain. Deal?”

You sigh, hating the nearness, the way he made you ache. Your body came alive with his nearness. “Fine. I will give it some thought. Also I wouldn’t leave without finding and training someone.”

“I want you, though. To work… for me.” He trailed off, looking to the side, as if even he was confused at his words.

“I’ll give it some time, okay. Back off psycho.” You shove had his hard chest, ignoring how good it feels against your palms. He grins, glinting in the night, as did the silver of his hair that fell low over his brow.

“Good girl.” He teased you, and you sighed, reaching up to slick back the little spike of his hair that had fallen. It grew quiet between you both, your hand pausing there, breath catching in your chest.

“Your hair was…”

“Yeah.”

“Mmm.”

The thudding of your hearts melded together, the noises of the music and chattering distant.

“You gonna dance with me too? Or just Suguru.”

You laugh a bit, letting your hand fall. “I’ll dance with you too.”

“Bet I dance better than you.”

“Bet taken.” You shoved him off, and he let you go finally, walking back into the decadent hall.

You two talk to numerous donors and other CEOs, breaking off at a certain point so he could tackle the older ladies, you the older men. Nanami pops into your field of vision, then. You grow embarrassed, thinking about what had just happened in the limo, what you’d said…

Nanami’s glasses are off, a rare sight, similar to Gojo’s shades, and his light green eyes were showing. He smiles at you, with a little glass plate of treats in one hand.

“Hungry?” He asks. You nod, popping a little tart into your mouth.

“Delicious. Ugh thank you! I forgot to eat anything.” You nibble on another, and he gives you a tired half smile.

“Working on the birthday hmm? Fucking Gojo.”

“I know. It hasn’t been the worst, though. I really… didn’t have any plans anyway. But I wanted to relax.”

“No plans… sounds like me.” He sighed with a little chuckle, and then his eyes narrowed, and you noticed Gojo’s scowling across the room at the two of you. “What’s his deal today?”

“He found out I may quit and he’s super fucking pissed.” You grumble.

“Quit? And leave me alone in the shithole?” Nanami frowned, and you felt bad suddenly.

“I wasn’t a hundred percent yet, but now Gojo wants to try to convince me to stay here.”

“Well yeah, you do everything but change and feed the little asshole.” You cover a laugh with your hand, and Gojo walks toward you all, thankfully getting stopped by one of his colleagues, but he manages to shoot a piercing gaze your way. “No, he looks mad at me. Hmm.”

You want to fall into the earth as you think of what you had said in the limo once more, and Gojo was back on the prowl, standing tall in the sea of swaying bodies.

Fuck don’t say anything, Satoru.

“What’s wrong?” Nanami calls your name, shaking you out of your reverie. You plaster on a fake smile.

“Oh, nothing.”

“Hmm.” He eyes you then. “You look beautiful by the way, birthday girl.”

You flush under his praise, looking down, shy like some little school girl again. A compliment from Nanami was always sincere. “Thank you, Nanami.”

“ Thank you, Nanami .” Came Gojo’s silken voice, higher pitched as it mocked you openly. Nanami grimaced next to you.

Nanami tensed, nodding. “Gojo.”

“Kento.” Gojo practically bit the word out.

They scowled at each other for a long moment, and soon Geto had joined, enjoying himself thoroughly. He called out your name.

“Dance, love?” Geto holds out his hand, and you watch as Nanami and Gojo both scowl at him.

“She’s promised me one.” Gojo snatches your hand up. You glare up at him, snatching it right back.

“I was going to ask for one with the birthday girl.” Nanami was so sweet, you think to yourself, even if he looked like he wanted to punch Gojo. You also wanted to punch Gojo.

“My my, you’re the lady of the evening.” Came another voice, and you turned to see Ieri Shoko, Geto’s partner. She also wore a black gown, shorter, cinching in at the waist. Her dark circles rivaled yours and Nanami’s, no, they were deeper. But it kind of suited her pretty face.

“Hello, Shoko.” Gojo winked at her. She rolled her eyes.

“Gojo… you’re…. Here. Hmm.” Shoko shrugged, irritating Gojo to no end, and you lived for it, unable to conceal your grin. “Who will you dance with first, hmm?” She asked you.

Shit.

You looked at them all, then looked back at her with a smirk. “You, Shoko?”

She laughed softly at that, rubbing your shoulder, shaking you just a bit. “I’d pick Nanami.”

“Bitch.” Gojo got a stomp on the foot, and grunted, scowling over to Shoko. “Ahem. My apologies. I’ll dance with Shoko, she’s begging me, you know, and get a dance after.”

“Fuck I don’t want to…”

Shoko got led out to the floor by Gojo, then, and you watched on in amusement, ignoring some odd budding feeling that joined that.

“You two dance first. I will catch you after. I’m quite enjoying this show.” Geto winked at you, popping a snack into his mouth and heading on, leaving you with Nanami, which grew more awkward as you struggled to keep your mind off of earlier. Nanami holds his hand out, and you put yours in his.

You two step out, amongst the crowded ballroom floor, and before you know it, you are gracefully dancing with Nanami Kento, his steady hazel gaze upon you. Yes, they were hazel, you determined.

As you twirled and swayed, you felt a sudden surge of unease wash over you for some reason. You glanced towards the far end of the room, where Gojo watched you, his piercing blue eyes fixed intently upon you as he danced.

A flicker of anger flashed across his handsome features, his usually playful demeanor replaced by an icy glare, directed where Nanami’s hands rested on your waist. Your heart pounded in your chest as you continued to dance with Nanami, your every move seemingly observed by Gojo's watchful gaze.

“You’re quite the dancer.” Nanami said softly, and you focused back on him, then, your feet moving in sync with his own in a fluid, slow motion.

“You’re always so nice to me.”

“You’re a good person. Not too many in this industry. Or the world, for that matter.”

“Always so serious.” You teased, hand tightening a bit on the tan jacket he wore, feeling his well muscled arms underneath. “But thank you. I always appreciate you, it’s nice to have someone at work to feel comfortable with. I think we would hang out and be friends if allowed to have a life.”

Nanami’s eyes took you in, seriously, appraising you. “I think I could squeeze in time to… hang out… as you say. If you stay.” The words sounded so odd coming from Nanami, as if he were just too elegant to say ‘hang out.’. You smirk.

“Netflix and chill, you mean?” Nanami turned red, clearing his throat and spinning you around. “I’m teasing!”

“Ahem.”

“You’re blushing. The Nanami Kento.” You flutter your eyelashes at him, and his grip tightens just a bit as he lets out the smallest laugh.

“I would…”

“Song’s over.” Gojo came sauntering up, then. “You know, Kento, my little assistant here said that out of anyone in the office, she-”

Gojo’s next words were muffled by your hand, one hand yanking him down by his shirt so he could bend far enough for your hand to reach. Nanami blinked, confused, and Gojo licked your palm, making you yank it back. You let out a fake laugh, nudging Gojo with your elbow harshly.

“Aha I said you were my best… co worker!” You proclaimed proudly.

“She said you’re hot as-”

“Hot as a friend! Sure did!” You shoved Gojo away, or tried to, however he was surprisingly heavy for being skinny. He didn’t budge, amused expression, practically fucking devious. He raised a brow, one side of his mouth tilting up.

Nanami frowned. “Hot as a friend.” He carefully repeated. You wanted to smack yourself. Would Gojo really ruin the one possible crush you had by making you super awkwardly ruin it?

He sure would.

“She means to say she’d ride…”

“Ride a… horse sometime! It’s a dream of mine.” Nanami blinked. “Ahem, Satoru, care to dance?” You asked, your voice high pitched, crackling. Gojo's lush lips curled into a smirk as he extended his hand, his grip surprisingly gentle.

“As the Lady commands.” He gives you a mocking bow, eyes looking up at you, and you smile at Nanami apologetically, knowing you’ve confused the ever loving shit out of him.

“Thank you for the dance, Nanami.” You smile, and his eyes narrow at Gojo before he nods, walking off. As you step into Gojo’s embrace, you jerk, for it’s like a hum of electricity when his hands hit your waist. Big, giant hands, wrap around your small waist with ease. He made you feel extra small.

“Never thought you’d ask.” Gojo took you and spun you by the arm, in a fancy little pirouette, before bending you backwards over his forearm, slipping you back up and making you gasp.

“Jesus… you sure can fucking move.” You murmur, in confusion, but you had to admit you were impressed.

He knew, too, with his self satisfied grin. “You haven’t seen shit yet, baby girl.” Gojo spun you again, bringing him against your chest, lifting your leg to wrap around his own, bending forward.

“Baby girl again, hmm?” Your voice was breathy. It was hot to be just tossed back and forth into and out of his arms, as the music played. “Why call me that?”

“Because I like to.” He stood you up to where you were back against him, and small applause shot out, making you realize they’d watched you all.

“I stroked your ego too much.”

“You should stroke other things.”

“Satoru!” You huffed, vivid imagery of what at the moment was hard pressed against your tummy. You gulp. “You’re amazing though. At dancing.”

“I’m amazing at everything.”

“And so modest.” Your eyes roll back, shaking your head at him. Gojo eases you against him as the song changes, and your hands go up against his chest, finding him warm, firm, heartbeat slow and steady.

“Fuck modesty. It’s bullshit.”

“Is it?”

“Mmm.” Why did the man basically purr and moan his words? It made it difficult to stay irritated with him. “So… since it’s my job to convince you to stay, why don’t you come on the boat with me tomorrow?”

“Your boat?” You ask, confused. Gojo would take girls on his boat over the weekend and party. That was about all his boat got used for.

“Yes, my boat.”

“I can’t swim.”

Gojo laughed then, shaking his head. “I’ll get you a life jacket, princess. No worries. I’m an excellent swimmer. If you fall I’ll catch you.”

You both paused, because for a moment there was something there, something sincere. You studied him, swaying side to side. “Will you?”

He gave a little nod. “It occurs to me though you’ve spent non-stop time by my side for over two years, we hardly know each other. Maybe… maybe we should try to fix it. Before you leave… if you leave, you should actually know me. Yeah?”

You nod. “I think I’d like that. You’re being oddly mature. Are you feeling okay?” You teased to ease the tension, but Gojo was rather serious.

“I didn’t like you dancing with Kento.”

You grin. “Oh?”

“Oh.”

“You almost told him… ugh!”

“Lucky I didn’t. ‘I’d fuck Nanami’ I swear…”

“He is hot.” You shrug. His hands tighten around you, fingers digging in tender flesh.

Your eyes shot up, drinking in the beautiful man, those blue eyes doing things. “Bet you beg me to fuck you on the boat..”

“Bet I never do!” You hiss back. There was the Gojo you were used to.

“We’ve danced for three songs, you know.”

“I…” You sighed, realizing indeed they were surrounded by different people, different melodies. “Huh.”

“I could give you a birthday orgasm in the bathroom. Oof!” You punched him subtly in the stomach, shaking your hand and wincing as it tingled. “The fuck! You’re such a bitch.”

“You’re a pervert. Dick.” You turned from him, but he followed you, much to your dismay, gripping you by your wrist, standing behind you.

“I am so generous and you just abuse me.”

“Child.” You did not leave the embrace however.

“Deep down…” He whispered, bending down, caressing your bare back, all the way up your spine, slowly. You felt pleasure surge through you. “You want this. Maybe you always did.”

“Did not. Do not.” You let out a tiny little cry, covering your mouth, whirling to look at him, bent down, wild fucking look on his face.

“You melt with a touch. Imagine me trying.”

His voice was husky, pulling you back into an embrace. You were toward the hall, now, away from most of the guests. Some had started to head out. Had you lost time in his arms? Just what the fuck was going on with you…

“I told you, fucking me won’t make me stay.”

“So I could?”

“No! Ugh.”

“You’re not even trying to get away.”

You shut your eyes, and you realized you were exhausted, but also just fucking intrigued. “Why’d you never… not that I wanted you too! But…”

“Because you are a stuck up bitch. Not because you’re not hot. You are. Very… very hot.”

“Fuck you I am not stuck up!”

“Let me rephrase. You come off that way? You’re kind of scary.”

You laughed, then, realizing you were losing your shit. “Scary? Me.”

“Kind of. Intimidating.” Gojo was laughing with you.

“Me?”

“Mmhmm. Probably why men don’t hit on you much. You’re so fucking… nerdy and so serious. Look like you’d tie me up and force me to watch your powerpoint presentations or some shit. That’s probably your kink.”

At that you lost it, shaking your head, laughing so hard tears fell from the corners of your eyes, holding your tummy. You walked off, and Gojo followed, a confused smile on his face as he watched you lose your mind.

“Fuck off… I don’t have… a kink.”

“None?” Gojo followed you out to one of the balconies, leaning his back against it as you leaned forward with your arms. The twinkling stars glittered across the black expanse of the sky. “How do you not have any kink? Breeding, CCNC, bdsm…”

“Uh… no clue.”

“Well, when’s the last time you had sex? The 1800s?”

You snort loudly. “Um… basically. College.” Gojo’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head. “Stuff it, Satoru.”

“My assistant is a whole nun!”

“Am not!”

“Damn near a virgin.” He taunts you, hand sliding across the railing, against your own hand, resting atop it.

“No… though I’d take back the couple of experiences I’ve had. They were… shitty to say the least.” You shiver in disgust as you think of the drunk couple of evenings, which was about all you had to judge by.

“That’s tragic. No wonder you’re bitchy.”

“I’m not a bitch!”

Gojo gave you that crooked grin. “What kind of boss would I be if I didn’t offer to lick the bitchiness out of you?”

“Oh my god!” You buried your face in your hands with a chuckle. “You’re ridiculous. This only works with women because you’re hot, you know.”

“I’m hot, huh?” He wiggled his brows, and you glared.

“You’re exhausting.”

“Want me to take you home? Or… my place?”

“Home sounds good.”

“I’ll text Kiyotaka.” Gojo whipped out his phone, thumbs hitting with quick precision. “He’ll be here in a few. Now, boat?”

“I thought I would get a day off tomorrow?”

“You do. Get off all over-”

“Oh god. I’ll go wait out front.”

You push off, shoving him out of your way. “I’ll have Kiyotaka pick you up tomorrow night.”

“I didn’t agree?”

“ You know you want to. ” Came his sing-song voice. “Come on, live a little.”

“Fine. But forreal bring a lifejacket.” You head toward the entrance, saying your goodbyes to those you knew. Blushing like a mess when Nanami evaluated you with curious eyes, and when you apologized for not dancing with Geto, whose gaze was amused.

Fucking Gojo.

Who was following you, by the way, hands in his pockets, heading down the stairs to where the car already was. Kiyotaka really looked tired. You slid into the open door with a thank you, but Gojo did not let Kiyotaka shut it. He held it open, leaning against the opening, making you look as the white dress shirt stretched over his lean chest.

You shift in your seat, and he catches you like a hawk. “I’d love to leave but I do have to finish a conversation or two. I would take care of that for you.”

“That!?” He looked to your lap, making you shift again, crossing your legs, then uncrossing them with a huff.

“Oh. Happy birthday, assistant.” He leaned in, far too close, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. You thought wildly he may kiss you…

How would you react?

Push him away. Right?

Right?

Gojo leaned back, grinning like the devil that he was.

“Thank you, Satoru.” You sigh, leaning back and shutting your eyes as Gojo shut the door, tapping the hood.

What the fuck.

Chapter 3

Ao3 chap:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55424137/chapters/140689789#workskin

[withleeknow]

whiskers.

pairing: minho x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff; reader has whisker dimples bc this is self-indulgent as hell, written in one sitting and v unedited lol it is once again 2am and i am half asleep. the fake cut mimo has on his cheek in the pics is kind of exactly where my whiskers are lmfao word count: 0.6k

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

navigation / masterlist / ko-fi

"whiskers," minho says, pulling your gaze away from the laptop in front of you.

you roll your eyes half-heartedly, though you do put the device to the side to give minho your undivided attention. he's looking at you expectantly but patiently, like he's just asking you to give him a little love.

this isn't something that you've always liked about yourself, your whisker dimples as the internet has so lovingly deemed them these days. they would come out when you smile, or when your face twists into an unpleasant scowl. as a kid, people often found it odd how you had dimples so high up in your cheeks when others had them around their smile lines. you always felt a little different, a little weird whenever someone pointed this out even if it was only in harmless fun.

when minho first became aware of it, he was absolutely fascinated. he'd made you laugh so hard that you couldn't contain the bright grin that spread across your face as complete and utter joy took over you. you were clutching his arm, giggling at the story he was telling you when the dimples showed themselves, the cute indentations settling on top of your cheeks as if they were the physical manifestation of the happiness you felt inside.

you remember what minho did. he had cupped your face gently in his hands, then traced the soft lines with his fingers as he marveled at you. "you look like a cat," he had said, and you didn't really know what to make of it. it was so early in your relationship that you weren't sure if he was complimenting you or making fun of you like the others had.

but then the stars in his eyes twinkled a little brighter, the delighted quirk of his lips expressing his wonder better than words could. he had kissed you right there, softer and sweeter than he ever did in the short time that you had known each other back then, and you quickly learned that oh, maybe this little detail about yourself that you were embarrassed of your whole life was a good thing after all.

you still don't know the reason minho likes them so much. to you, they've always been something to ignore as best as you can, something to not draw attention to because you don't want people to highlight that maybe you're a little different from everybody else.

even as you sit here, years later with the love of your life who's got a very particular request for you, you're still not entirely sure why he's obsessed with your odd dimples enough to want to see them almost every day. it's a mystery to you and yet, it makes you feel all warm and bubbly inside whenever he sends this simple demand your way.

you adhere to his request nonetheless. when the dimples appear, you watch as a smile blooms on his face, growing bigger and bigger until it makes his eyes crinkle. like an instant boost of serotonin, you think.

minho traces them with gentle fingers, gazing at you in awe as if it's the first time he's seeing you like this. when he leans closer, you can't help but meet him halfway until his lips are tentatively brushing your cheeks. you can't help your own smile either, when it deepens and only accentuates the small moon-shaped dents which he kisses. five times on each side, and then he's peppering kisses all over your face while you laugh and accept the sudden burst of love.

sometimes he calls them whiskers, sometimes he calls them moons.

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[fayes-fics]

Textual Encounter

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader, modern AU

Summary: Text fic. Wrong number meet-cute over text.

Warnings: none... this is fluff and humour.

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: Fic request fill for Anon (HERE). I kept it fun and fluffy, but yeah, I can see a sequel where they sext. Thanks to @colettebronte for the read-through. Enjoy! <3

Y/N: Hey Liz, it’s y/n y/l/n. Kindle Spa gave me your mobile. Said you had moved to another salon. I don’t trust anyone else to wax me tbh. Big date this week, kwim 😉 Can I get an appt? I’ll come to you. Doesn’t matter where. 

BB: Errr, I think you have the wrong number…

Y/N: Not Liz?

BB: Nope, Ben here. 

Y/N: Not a waxer, I presume?

BB: I may have waxed lyrical in my time, may even have lit a few candles. Have not waxed anyone no - my own body or anyone else’s. Yet. But I’m game to try anything once...

Y/N: Lol.

BB: Big date, eh?

Y/N: ….Yeah. Not that it's any of your business, stranger Ben.

BB: Fair. BB: Does it hurt?

Y/N: ??

BB: Getting waxed.

Y/N: Oh. Yeah. Like a motherfucker. But you sorta get used to it, tbh. And it’s so much less itchy than shaving regrowth, especially in sensitive areas… Wait, why am I having this convo with a complete stranger?!

BB: We don’t have to be strangers. BB: I’m Ben, 33, London. BB: I have no strong opinions on hair removal methods.

Y/N: lol. K. I’m y/n, 28, also London. Y/N: I, as you can see, do have some opinions.

BB: Hi y/n 👋 BB: I hope you can find Liz. Or someone else to assist with your hair needs.

Y/N: I would like it stated, for the record, I’m not hairy like a troll. I just like to keep things neat.

BB: The lady doth protest too much…

Y/N: You are cheeky for a stranger.

BB: Hey, I thought we agreed. Not strangers. Me Ben. You hairy troll.

Y/N: BLOCK.

BB: Just typing it doesn't work, you know.

Y/N: You should work at the Apple Genius Bar.

BB: Hmm, possibly. I do look good in blue. Or so I've been told.

Y/N: Always glad to provide career counselling.

BB: 🫡

4 days later.

BB: How’d your date go?

Y/N: That's odd. I don’t see a Genius Bar appt in my calendar…?

BB: iCal is a lying bastard. BB: I also assume you now can move faster through water.

Y/N: ??

BB: Waxed smooth like a dolphin…?

Y/N: 😆 Y/N: Entirely none of your business, but yes, actually. Well mostly. I leave some. Why am I telling you this?! Y/N: The guy was such a dud tho, I didn't get to show it off 🙁

BB: Please don't stop on my account. This is just delightful.  BB: I apologise on behalf of all men.

Y/N: For what?

BB: Having 4 sisters, I find the safest answer here is usually… everything, of course.  BB: But specifically, your rubbish date.

Y/N: Apology conditionally accepted. Y/N: 4 sisters?! 

BB: Only conditional? What do I gots to do to make it unconditional? BB: Yeah, I know… I’ve got 3 brothers too. My parents were really into each other. 

Y/N: IDK, serve a mean martini? Y/N: Understatement.

BB: That could be arranged. I took an online mixology course during lockdown.  BB: My sister El declared I'm better than Stanley Tucci. Admittedly, that was after 4 espresso martinis… but I'm taking it. She's opinionated but the best one. They are a weird bunch tho 🤔

Y/N: WOAH WOAH WOAH. That's a bold claim.

BB: Well, there’s only one way to dispute it: try one for yourself…

Y/N: Smooth, Genius Bar, smooth.

BB: I do my best 🤷

1 day later.

Y/N: I can't get my AirPods to work.

BB: You do realise I didn’t actually follow your career advice?

Y/N: Urgh. Inconvenient. What use are you then?

BB: As I said. Cocktails. I’ll try my hand at waxing if you want.

Y/N: Best stick to the day job. Which is…?

BB: Graphic design.

Y/N: Oh, that’s quite cool. 

BB: It pays the bills. You?

Y/N: MI-5

BB: Wow, you're a shit spy.

Y/N: It could be an excellent double bluff…

BB:

Y/N: Oh, we’ve graduated to memes now, have we, Genius Bar?

BB: It was called for.

Y/N: I’ll take it. Purely cos it's a Hemsworth.

BB: I would too, tbh.

Y/N: Bi?

BB: For a Hemsworth? Always.

Y/N: Anyone else?

BB: I’ll keep you posted.

Y/N: I'm on the edge of my seat.

3 days later.

BB: Oscar Issac.

Y/N: Good non sequitur evening to you, too, Genius Bar Ben.

BB: For the bi thing.

Y/N: Ahh. Got it. I can respect that.

BB: This is me, btw: www.instagram.com/benbridgerdesign.  BB: Figured you can decide for yourself if I'm a creeper.

Y/N: Appreciated.

3 minutes later.

Y/N: You paint?

BB: I dabble

Y/N: Modesty will only make me like you more.

BB: You like me?! 🥹

Y/N: You didn't mention you were handsome.

BB: There is no way to respond to that without me sounding like a twat.

BB: But thank you 😊

Y/N: This is me: www.instagram.com/ynhandle 

7 minutes later.

BB: Oh, Amalfi is so beautiful, isn't it?

Y/N: Wow. That's a deep cut. How far did you scroll back??

BB: 👀

Y/N: Yeah, it's beautiful. Shame it's tainted for me now. Was there with an ex.

BB: I saw. Very handsome.

Y/N: Are you sure you're not just into men full-stop?

BB: 🤷 BB: You’re very pretty, too.

Y/N: I’d believe it if you didn't mention my “very handsome” ex first…

BB: I call it like I see it. BB: I have had 4 whiskeys, tho, so make of that what you will.

Y/N: On a school night?!

BB: It’s my brother Ant's birthday. This is like non-optional drunk, I’ll have you know.

Y/N: Happy birthday to him. 

BB: He says thanks. He’s also told me to get off my fucking phone. Which is rich. He is texting his wife nonstop.

Y/N: Hah! Safe travels through Whiskeytown, BenBridger 🫡

BB: I kinda miss Genius Bar…. 😞

Y/N: I can't win…

2 days later.

BB: Settle an argument for me.

Y/N: 🍿

BB: Col, younger brother, never stops eating... He claims Katz Deli is overrated. I argue it's touristy but still good. You’ve been. Where do you sit on this matter?

Y/N: You really did go thru my Insta, didn't you?? Y/N: Thanks for the follow, BTW.

BB: It's a compliment, I assure you. BB: Welcome. And same.

Y/N: Not complaining. And yeah, I agree with you, actually.

BB: Hah! Excellent!!

Y/N: Wait… your older brother is Ant, and your younger brother is Col? You’re Ben. So, like ABC?

BB:  … I already warned you my family was weird.

Y/N: You did. You did.

BB: Now, please excuse me while I go gloat.

Y/N: 👍

5 mins later.

BB: Hi. This is Col. You must be the famous y/n. Ben’s in the bogs, and the mug left his phone on the table unlocked, so this is on him.  BB: He like really likes you. Like a lot. Will you go on a date with him pls? 

Y/N: Err, ok, hi Col. Y/N: Umm, I think Ben should be the one to ask me that. Don’t you?

BB: He’s too scared you’ll say no.

Y/N: I won't…

BB: EXCELLENT.

2 minutes later.

BB: I am so SO sorry about that 😬 He’s such a shit. BB: But… do you mean it?

Y/N: Ask me properly…

BB: Would you, y/n, like to go on a date with me? Please?

Y/N: I would be delighted to Ben. 😀

BB: 🙏 BB: Are you free on Thursday? Could I take you to dinner?

Y/N: Sounds wonderful. 

BB: 7pm? Meet at Picadilly Circus? By Brasserie Zedel?

Y/N: I’ll be there 😀

BB: 😀

10 days later.

BB: I think you should know… Liz is an artiste 😮‍💨

Y/N: Stop texting me from my bed, you dork. 😘 Y/N: How do you take your coffee?

BB: I'm like 10 meters away. Why not just ask me?

Y/N: You started this, Genius Bar…

BB: Come back to bed, Mostly Hairless Troll.

Y/N: I asked for that, didn't I? 🤦

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[ghostmoon1]

Would you write for a reader w/ smthng like a skin picking disorder (dermatillomania),?

It's not in a s/h way- in my case it's not painful, I just do it because either my skin isn't smooth enough or I'm stressed or smthng,, there's no pain associated with it for me,

If you do,, may I req an x reader w/ Ghost and Roach,?

But please don't worry if you're uncomfortable with it !!!

-Spidey Anon

Hello my lovely Spidey Anon!

It took a while, but I suddenly had motivation to write tonight and just spent a hour on it. But I finished, finally lol-

And don't worry!! Stuff like this I'm perfectly okay with, as I'm open to writing most things. And I do the same thing, so I understand :3

But anyways, here you are!! Enjoy!!

Ghost and Roach x Skin Picker!Reader

Ghost

It was a quiet afternoon, everything in the house was done and you were sitting on the couch, your phone in one hand as you scrolled aimlessly while waiting for Simon to return home. He had ducked out to the shops to grab a few ingredients for dinner, you could tell he was planning something good from the way he had jumped around the kitchen the hour before he left, checking the cupboards and fridge to see what you had. His lips were slightly lifted, almost grinning as he planned the dinner for you both.

You could tell when he got back home, from both the sound of his car engine rumbling as he droves down the street and the heavy thuds of his boots as he made his way up the stairs to your home, the soft jingle of keys at the door and the way he dropped the groceries on the kitchen counter before making his way directly towards you. “M’home luv,” he mumbles, instantly flopping onto the couch next to you and wrapping his strong arms around your waist, adorning your neck with soft kisses. He was really just a big puppy, but just for you.

He cherishes the way you giggle and drop your phone onto the couch next to you, wrapping your arms around him as you both end up as a cuddle pile on the couch. He ends it with one last kiss, deep and loving to your lips before standing up and giving your ass a playful slap as he makes his way back to the kitchen to begin cooking for the both of you.

As the smell of the homecooked meal starts to waft through the house, you follow the smell to find him stirring a pot over the stove. He grins as he sees you enter, not saying anything as he takes a spoonful of what he is cooking, blowing on it before lifting it to your lips. He chuckles as you let out a moan of delight as the flavours hit your tongue. “Alright love, how was work today?” he asks, continuing to stir the food as he waits for your reply.

“Ah… it was okay, my boss cut the deadline again for my next report,” you reply softly, the stress seeping through your voice as you lean against the counter, your brow furrowed as you think of the recent conversation you had with your boss. His cold and stern look sent shivers down your spine, even as you just thought about it.

“Oh dear luv… how much did he cut it back by?”

“Another week. I have three days to complete it now,” you reply again, your hands finding each other as you speak, your body trying to deal with the nerves and stress.

Simon turns around with a slight frown, looking over you with concern. “He shouldn’t be allowed to do that… M’sorry luv,” he murmurs, crossing his arms over his chest until he notices your hands, picking at each other like you always did when you were stressed or nervous, even worse when you were both. His movements were quick, almost instant as he reached for your hands, pulling them up to study them with a pout. “Darl… no more of this. Look- it’s all red,” he mutters as his fingers softly touch the reddened skin.

“I didn’t mean to…” you murmur back, watching as he shakes his head with a small ‘tsk’. 

He shakes his head, patting your hand. “Let me go get the cream… can’t have it getting sore now can we?” 

You nod, and he makes his way out of the room, shortly after returning with a small tube of antiseptic cream. He guides you into one of the dining room chairs, sitting beside you and gently taking your hand in his, applying the cream with the other with the utmost care. “We gotta’ find something to help with this,” he mutters, still holding your hands in his and his thumb gently rubbing along your knuckles in a soothing manner. “Promise, yeah luv?”

“I’ll try.”

He nods, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “That’s my girl/boy. Now, let's get ready for dinner, yeah?”

Roach

It was a nice afternoon on the couch, the plush yet worn-out fabric holding both you and Roach snug, winding down after a stressful week. He was snuggled up against you, head against your chest, listening to your heartbeat as his eyes remained trained on the television. His strong arms were wrapped snuggly around your waist, humming along with the music in the show as it came on. It was his heaven really, being with the one he loved most in such a simple situation. No guns, no violence.

It was just you.

The week had been stressful for both of you. It was a long wait until Roach had come back home from his mission, and people at your workplace were just never the best. Stack that up with a heavy work loud, and it made your whole week just endless hours of stressing and wanting to pull your hair out. 

You let out a long sigh, making Roach stir, hugging you a little closer as his eyes remain on the television, too engrossed in the show. Your arms find their way around his back, not even thinking as your fingers play with each other for a moment, before finding a bit of skin on your finger, using your nails to pick at it, not even thinking about it. Just your body trying to find its way to relieve all the pent-up stress. 

Roach mumbles something to himself, feeling your hands move against his back until he realises what you are doing. He was quick to act, playfully slapping your hands off his back, before grabbing both of them and putting them underneath him, pressed up against his chest. Laying on them so you couldn't move them.

You go to complain, your lips parting before he beats you to it, cutting you off with a small ‘nuh uh!’. “I know what you’re doing baby. No picking!” he scolds, booping your nose with a small grin.

“It doesn’t hurt-”

He cuts you off again, shaking his head and pressing his chest against your hands more, making sure they are secure. “Don’t matter. You’re not allowed to.”

You huff softly, laying back against the couch as you try to break free from the hold he has on your hands. “Gary- you can let go now.”

He shakes his head, looking up at you with adoring eyes. “Not unless you promise you won’t do it again. I will lay here all night like this to make sure you don’t.”

You let out a soft groan, but couldn’t help the smile that sneaks itself onto your lips. His loving and protective nature was something you just couldn’t fight against. You try once more to pull your hands back from his prison, but it quickly ends with you giving up once more. “Fine, I won’t,” He raises a brow at you, tilting his head as he waits for you to continue.

“I promise.”

He nods, letting your hands slip free from the grasp he had on them. Now, instead if being imprisoned under his chest, he held them firmly in his hands, calloused thumb gently rubbing against your knuckles. “Good, no more of that. We gotta’ find other ways to help you with your stress, huh?” 

At your nod he grins, letting out a content sigh before lifting your hand to his lips, softly pressing kisses along your knuckles.

[finniestoncrane]

shuffles in here hiii I was hoping to request KTJL!Boomer x Fem nb reader (she/they with feminine genitalia and the like, who is on the curvier side in terms of body type) who are in an established relationship and just having a fun night in together

I’m not super picky on what directions things go and honestly it could just be pwp but I would love to see the following things included in no particular order:

boomer being his usual sleazy self lol

mean but playful flirting

praise kink

squirting

overstimulation

reader being really into Boomer’s hands

mating press

i love love love your writing, the way you write boomer is so good! I hope you’re having a good day!

Messy

KTJL!Boomer x Fem!Reader, word count: 1.2k okey dokey i THINK i managed to cover everything, even if i did get sidetracked by the squirting!💙 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: fingnering, squirting, overstimulation, flirting, teasing, good old fashioned fuckin

You held his hands, stretching the fingers out, holding them, placing your palm against his, before letting your fingers fall between his, pulling him to you, clutching at his hands as you pressed them to your sternum.

"I like your hands, George. They're big. Strong. And very skilled."

Flattery was alwas the way with Digger. Stroke his ego, and you got the same result as if you were stroking anywhere else on his body. In response to your compliments, he lifted his hand, taking yours with him, kissing the back of it before letting it rest back on your chest.

"Comes in handy, I suppose. There's a fair bit of you to grab, I like to make sure I get the most out of ya."

You giggled, delighting in the way he smiled wide as he stared over your body. Trying to hide your own beaming grin, you took your hand from his. When you let go of it, he walked his fingers down your body, stopping at your abdomen and grinning as you whined.

“You really that desperate for it?”

Familiar by now with Digger's brand of playful teasing, you played innocent, knowing he preferred to tease you, to see you blush.

“I’m not desperate at all.”

“Oh yeah?”

With one hand on your waist, he reached the other down under your panties, fingers splaying you open, one of them sliding between your lips to collect your slick.

“You seem pretty keen.”

Splaying you open, fingers spreading your lips, he drooled at the sight of your pussy, shockingly wet already.

"I could drown in there, and you're gonna lie and say you're not absolutely frothing, huh?"

Biting your lip, you tried to avoid eye contact with him, your blush and giggles already giving up your true feelings under his scrutiny.

"Hey, no worries, babe. Let the Captain take care of you, no judgements. I'm ready for a dirty, wet root myself."

The way his voice rasped on the words, almost growling, had you unconsciously opening your legs wider, giving him complete access to you. And he took that invitation, immediately curling his fingers up inside of you, his thumb lazily circling your clit as you began to moan, warmth spreading over you, the heat of arousal spreading.

It always felt good when George was giving you his full attention, focused on only your pleasure, his long, strong fingers stroking and fucking you, much more manageable than his cock. This felt slightly different though. You coudn't tell if it was the build up, the romantic, lazy way you had been curled up in his arms before, or if he was trying a new technique, but there was a pressure in your abdomen that was new.

And you were closer, far quicker than usual. Orgasm imminent, you clutched at the bedsheets below you, certain that George was about to make you cum in record time, his sexual expertise once again impressing you. But instead of a body clenching climax, your thighs wet with your own arousal, you let out a scream unlike anything you thought you were capable of. You gushed, streams of liquid exploding from you, splashing onto George, his chest dripping, covered in you.

“Fuck me, babe!”

“George… I’m so sorry, I didn’t even know I could-“

“You got another one in ya?”

He thrust his fingers back inside of you, free hand tapping lightly on your clit as he pumped his digits into your walls, crooked up and tapping at the exact spot that had made you gush before. There you were, writhing under his touch, skin still flushed in embarrassment after making a mess everywhere. And there he was, on top of you, grunting with exertion as he tried to recreate the explosive burst of pleasure, his body positioned in a way that meant he would be soaked, covered in you. Mouth open. Tongue hanging out. Hoping to get a taste.

“I really don’t know if I FUCK!”

A quick spurt emanated from your quivering pussy, legs shaking, body trembling as you squealed in delight. But it wasn’t enough. It was a tiny dribble, and George was intent on making a splash.

“George… I don’t think… I can’t take much more…”

“Just a little bit longer, sweetheart.”

He caught your eyes, keeping his locked in to yours.

“You can do it, eh? Make old Digger happy, huh?”

The pleading tone, the way his crooked smile made his long, hooked nose curl up slightly, made your heart flutter. It was too much. You were over the line, body convulsing, tears forming in the corners of your eyes from the strain. Every one of your limbs felt like they were twitching and spasming as the continuous orgasm coursed through your nervous system. And then finally.

"That's it... good girl... what a good girl!"

With a scream, you felt your muscles relax, body falling into the mattress, your legs still kicking a little as you felt the liquid erupt from you. One quick spurt, followed by another, and then a long, splashing wave that soaked George as he leant in. Smiling wide, mouth gratefully receiving everything he could catch in it, moaning and gargling as he spat some back over his lips and down his chin.

Licking his lips, he once again caught your eyes, a predatory, hungry look glinting in his light green irises. Shuffling inelegantly on his knees, he lined himself up with your body, your legs open and resting at either side of his hips. Before you could get comfortable in that position, however, he caught you under your knees, pulling you to him, his cock resting against your cunt as he pushed your legs back, carefully and slowly, until your ass was raised and your body was pressed down to where he wanted you.

Rubbing the head of his cock along your slit, coating it in your own cum, he slid himself into you and began pumping his impressive length in and out, alread stretching you, bringing you close to yet another orgasm as you whimpered.

Everything about you in this position made his heart pound. The way your stomach folded, jiggling as he thrust, how he could see your eyes closed tight, teeth biting down on your lip, your breasts bouncing with each brutal pounding of his body into yours. Pinned down, submissive, ready for him to fill you up.

And it was equally good for you, having him take control, a little raucous, a bit dirty, like you were being used by him. The thought of that alone, that you were there to take him, for him to empty himself into, made your clit twitch, the heat in your stomach growing as you reached another climax.

"George... I think I might... again..."

"Yeah, no shit princess, I'm actually counting on it!"

He grabbed onto your hips, thumbs digging into the plush skin there to get a better hold of you as he pummelled your body, desperate to see if he could have both of you finish at the same time. He imagined that would be quite messy, and that was how he liked it.

[philistiniphagottini]

Okay hi! Furina anon is back! (Also thank you for figuring out my typo before I did orz) I saw your fluff post this morning and I'd been battling with what request I should send and that sold me on one of my ideas! But it's more than a little rambly so bear with me please 🙂‍↕️

So there is a particular calendar art of Furina with a blubberbeast where she's got this little smile as she pokes its belly. But Furina is kinda the world's biggest girl failure so I can see her comparing her chubby s/o to a blubberbeast with only kind and pure intentions like look how snuggly this baby is! They're known for their distinct songs and singing! But she doesn't think about that and just like uses something like my blubberbeast as a term of endearment or like they're walking on the beach and Furina points to one and says "look! Those always make me think of you!" and reader is like, "excuse me?" Cue Furina having a panicked meltdown because that's not what she meant and oh God now reader is gonna hate her etc etc etc but it turns into it being very very sweet and wholesome Furina is just bad at people lol

I don't know if this made a molecule of sense but I really appreciate you taking the time to read this and put thought to my ask even if you don't end up writing it! I know how fast inspiration comes and goes! Take your time and know you're appreciated! 🩵🩵

-🫧

Hi! I'm so glad you came back and requested something. This was a lot of fun to write, you gave me a pretty clear picture on what to write and I knew the moment I read this exactly what I wanted to do. And I looked up the calendar art you mentioned. Oh my god, it is so cute, I'm gonna use it as like a header or something for this fic cause it's so adorable. Thank you once again for the request, I really hope you like it and that I captured Furina's girl failure energy lol.

cw. fluff, humour, minor miscommunication, female reader, chubby reader, minors please DO NOT interact with my works.

Official calendar art. Found on Reddit

It was a warm day in Fontaine. The balmy breeze carried the scent of sea salt that tickled your nose and made the tip of your tongue tingle every time you swallowed. The sun kissed your warm skin but it wasn’t unpleasant, just enough to make beads of sweat cling to the baby hairs lining the nape of your neck as you took a leisurely stroll along the beach with your girlfriend. 

The warm sands beneath your bare feet slipped between the gaps of your toes with every step you took, footprints leaving a clear trail as you danced along the water's edge. You held both your shoes and Furina’s in your hands as you traipsed along the shoreline, the blessed cold water ebbing and flowing along with the gentle lap of the waves. Furina squealed in delight when a rush of cold water suddenly covered her feet, only for it to retreat a moment later as the tide pulled it back. She was already a few paces ahead of you and showed no signs of slowing down as she skipped along the sand and danced in the shallow water, a spray of water droplets kicking up after her as it followed the joyous mayhem she caused. 

“Ah so refreshing~” she sang, her voice carrying around the empty beach. 

She abruptly spun on her heel, turning to face you with bright, shimmering blue eyes and a smile on her face. “Come on, keep up!”

You couldn’t help the soft smile that tugged on your plump lips, the swell of your round cheeks feeling warm as you grinned back. Furina seemed to be so full of energy today and it was starting to rub off on you as she frolicked in the waves. You chuckled as she marched back over to you with an undignified huff puffing past her lips, her feet splashing in the water that lapped at your feet as she reached for your hand. She tugged you along and you obliged, falling into step behind her as she boldly led the way. Where were you going? You weren’t sure. But Furina seemed determined to find something as her head swiveled from side to side, her eyes shaded by her hand as she tried to spot the object of her desire. 

Only a brief moment passed of shadowing her footsteps before she beamed with a smile, letting go of her hand so she could point at something in the distance. A small herd of Blubberbeasts had gathered along the shoreline, bellies to the sky as they lazed in the afternoon sun. Their large eyes were so round and innocent, complimenting their soft nature and even softer bodies. Furina couldn’t help the bout of giggles she got from the sudden flood of cuteness aggression towards the plump, seal-like creatures. They always looked so soft and she desperately wanted to poke their chubby bellies. The cuddly looking beasts always made her think of you, because your chubby body was just as soft looking and plump as theirs. The comparison made her head feel a little giddy as she puffed up her chest and proudly announced:

“Look, that Blubberbeast always makes me think of you!”

You paused in your steps, your smile abruptly dropping into a frown. A soft furrow formed between your brows, a look of confusion suddenly settling over your features as you shot her an incredulous look. 

“Excuse me?”

Furina’s smile dropped as well at your tone of voice. She slowly turned back to you, shoulders bunched up to her ears as her eyes nervously flitted about your face. Why were you looking at her like that? Did she do something wrong? When she took a few seconds to reflect on her words, she began to realise just how horrible they sounded. She now wished she could pluck them out of the thin air and shove them back down her throat. But it was far too late for that now. 

“W-Wait, I didn’t mean…” Furina stuttered but the words stopped flowing.

Her throat closed over and she suddenly felt awful. She didn’t mean it like that. She wasn’t trying to be demeaning. Blubberbeasts were so round and soft. And you were round and soft. She adored that about you. She loved wrapping her arms around you in a tight embrace and feeling the softness of your body. She adored poking your soft belly and the way her the tips of her delicate fingers would squish into the soft pudge, only to have it bounce back into shape. She enjoyed kissing your full cheeks and playfully sinking her teeth into plump flesh. Your soft body was always so inviting, just how Blubberbeasts looked so endearing as well. But she fumbled her words and it sounded like she was making fun of you, instead of praising you. Oh god, did you hate her now? 

Furina’s head was spinning as she started to stumble over her words, unshed tears pricking the corners of her wet eyes. Her hands gestured wildly in the air and her mouth was working faster than her head as she panicked. She could endure most hardships but to see even a hint of disdain or contempt painting your visage? She would rather die a thousand deaths. 

“I’m so sorry” she sobbed. “Please don’t hate me, I didn’t mean it like that! It’s just…It’s just…”

She was hyperventilating, a disgusting hiccup lodged in her throat as she wailed, tears flowing freely down her hot cheeks as her overacting mind kicked into overdrive. She wouldn’t blame you if you really, really hated her. There was a soft splash as you rushed to her side. The touch of your hands on her body were so soft, a soothing balm against her heated skin as you drew her into your warm embrace. The scent of your perfume tickled her nose but it only made her sniffle loudly as she was clogged with tears that would not stop falling. You looped your arms around her shoulders, not caring as you dropped your pair of shoes and they started to fill with water. You had other things to worry about as you pressed your cheek to Furina’s as her salty tears wet your skin.

“Furina, please don’t cry it’s okay” you soothed. 

Your calm voice helped bring her back from the edge, the feeling of your soft body pressed so intimately close; a comfort as she breathed you in. You squeezed her tight, patting her firmly on the back as she hiccuped once more, arms dangling uselessly by her sides as she hid her face in the crook of your neck. 

“I’m sorry” she croaked. “I didn’t mean it.”

A smile tugged at your lips. You know its not what she meant. Her initial words had shocked you, spoken so casually and out of the blue that it had stunned you for a moment. But when you took a little time to think further about it, you had realised that she only had the purest intentions when making the comparison. But at that point, she had already broken down into tears before you could try and rectify the situation. Furina slowly started to calm down the more you squeezed her in tight. 

“It’s okay honey, I know you didn’t mean it” you reassured. 

She sniffled pathetically, even when you pulled back and held her cheeks in the palm of your hands to get a better look at her. When she realised there wasn’t even a hint of disdain in your eyes, it helped to soothe her nerves. Her tears were drying up, but her brow was still furrowed, even when you placed a kiss on her forehead to help ease the tension. 

“You’re not mad?” Furina asked.

You shook her head, dabbing your fingers under her puffy eyes to wipe away any stray tears that clung to the edges of her soused lashes. 

“No. I admit, you caught me off guard. But I’m not mad” you replied.

There was a gentle warble in her voice, frown still tugging on her lips. “Promise?”

“I promise. That was just...an awful line delivery.”

She finally wrapped her arms around your plump waist, her frown turning into a soft pout when you couldn’t help but giggle a little. You teased your fingers through her hair, soft wisps curling around your fingertips as you tucked the stray strands behind her ear.

“I’ll have you know, I pride myself in my perfect line deliveries” Furina replied haughtily. 

You chuckled. “When you’re reading off a script” you pointed out. “Conversing with others isn’t so straightforward. There’s no director guiding you. Words can be interpreted very differently.”

She was still pouting up at you and it made you fold her further in your arms. You smiled warmly.

“I know you were just trying to be sweet. If it makes you feel better, you can call me your little Blubberbeast anytime you like.”

A light dust of pink tinted Furina’s cheeks as she thought about your proposal. Her stomach churned with a hint of embarrassment as she squeezed your soft waist again. She shifted her weight between her feet and you moved along with her as you both slowly spun around in a circle. 

“Are you sure?” she asked. 

You kissed the tip of her nose. “I’m sure. They are quite adorable. And as far as I am aware, I am the most adorable person I have ever met~”

Furina started to giggle and her laughter suited her much better. She hummed softly, smiling with an infectious grin that always made butterflies flitter about in the pit of your belly. She squeezed your plump waist as you continued to spin among the shallow waters. 

“Then you shall be my cute Blubberbeast and no one else’s~ You’re mine~”

[legend-of-morons-after-dark]

Oh god, I don't think I've ever written this kind of thing before. I apologize if it's bad. I'm not sure if I'll write more yandre stuff either, lol. This idea wouldn't leave me alone.

This was written on this blog because yandere content is darker. Nothing graphic though.

I wrote this with a particular feel in mind. I always figured if someone is yandere it would mess with all their relationships, so have... whatever this is.

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Okay first if all: my interpretation of this is based on my own thoughts. I think if the chain is yandre for reader they are (platonic!!) Yandere for Eachother. They are family, they don't share with anyone that isn't family. (They can't lose anymore family dear god)

It's easy, to settle into the chain. You aren't a chosen hero but you are quick to patch them up or help with chores.

It starts little.

You notice how oddly protective the chain are over eachother versus others.

You notice how possessive of eachother they are. (No one outside thier group is ALLOWED too close...)

The extra viciousness in Hyrules fighting if one if the others are hurt.

The dark look that crosses Wind's face when someone oversteps Warriors boundaries.

You notice how Time keeps a intimidation air that betrays the violence he's capable of in front of others

They're pleasant enough to outsiders (unless provoked)

They're nice to you. Patient because they remember being pulled inti some adventure they didn't want or plan on

But there's something between the chain that you aren't part of. Yet.

You see it in the way you accident say the wring thing to Hyrule and get growled at by Twilight. You Apologize immediately are already trying to make it up

Then one day there's a shift.

It starts with Wind. He's the most open of the group. He starts dragging you away from people that make you uncomfortable with a dark glare at them

The sailor starts to bring you rocks or trinkets he finds that remind him of you

He brings you a necklace (to mark you as his- as his FAMILY. He can't lose you. He can't let someone think you Aren't his family-)

Wear it. It delights the boy.

The others... are slower but because Wind took a shine to you you are now officially higher up the priorities than like anyone outside the chain. Congrats!

The second to decide you are thiers is Time. It's an accident. He doesn't mean to fall for you he just does- watching you with Wind and watch you in genral-

Time is your's a week after you were claimed by Wind.

The old man is subtler. He's a calm protector at your back who can send creep running with a glance.

He starts to pay lore attention to if you're doing okay mentally.

Time starts to trust you. He trusts you alone. He trusts you with rhe orhers

Time trusts you to start taking watches

He starts placing you at the same level as his boys (and maybe even above as he grows more attached. They are his Family but you? You are his soul-)

Twilight is next to claim you. He falls hard and fast. He dosen’t realize he's decided your his darling until way after.

He starts wrapping an arm around you on the road

You get unlimited Wolfie cuddles

Twilight is always offering to do your chores if you show even a litter discomfort

He's quick to offer you his pelt any chance her gets. He needs you to smell like all of them but also like him

You're thiers. You're his!

Sky and Hyrule come next.

Sky dosen’t fall for you he walks. He walks into love with you.

You're his sun.

His stars

His world

Sky takes to playing music for you on his harp

He's quick to cheer you up with gentle words and warm smiles

He's making sure you have comfortable bedding (why not just use his?

Sky is a cuddler

He stakes a claim over you through your choice. When outside the chain (outside the Family- the only people that matter) he know you will chose him

He gives you one of his loftwing's feathers too. That's special

Hyrule is sweet. He is! He just... is also Fae

Once he Chooses someone as his (in any capacity)... there is nothing that changes his mind. He'd kill for them. Die for them. He would endure torture for them

Hyrule marks you with his magic. He starts to make you Promises (a dangerous game). He Promises to keep you alive.

Hyrule is healing you before anyone else

He will grow your favorite plants

He's very good with poisons :) should you need someone handled

Warriors is next.

The moment he's decided your not just thiers bur his?

He's gifting you anything you stare longingly at

He will lend you his scarf at a moment's notice

He's strategizing to have you far away from danger.

Wars tries so hard to not be obsessive but he is. He IS.

He's trying to get you to use his soaps or lotions

He must get told you appreciate/love him at least 3 times a day for mental health

If someone oversteps around you, or worse tries to take you? Warriors will have thier personal lives torn to shreds with a single rumor

Death is still on the table but he prefers the psychological aspect

Four is next to fall. He's- calm on the outside and intense inside.

He's repairing your things before anyone elses

Wants you to have his kid(s) (or adopt depending on anatomy and your own preferences)... he could live without kids he just thinks you'd be so cute with kids

He will make you jewlry/weapons as a claim

He's got the minish leaving trinkets for you to find on his behalf.

Four is always trying to anticipate your needs

If he needs to... handle someone? Well... they just dissapear.

The colors? Oh the colors.

(Vio and Blue are reserved, they're the ones that handle people. They're sweet but only to the select group that is Thiers.

Green and Red are the ones to comfort you with kisses and words and distract you.)

Legend comes next, having fought against this as long as he can. He dosen’t want another person to lobe who could leave. (His New Familh is enough risk)

Except you're perfect

He's sliding protection rings onto you

He's pressing against you in the cold

Legend let's you do as you please, he returns hugs easily

He's quick to scare off jerks with the look in his eyes

You're his- hishishis--

Legend is just about always teasing you but only playfully (God help anyone else that isn't part of What's His that tries-)

He disposes of pests with fire.

Wild is last. Not because he loves you less but because he is scared about rejection.

He starts making your favorite food on purpose

You get bigger portions if you wnat them

You can have his desert

He will bring you gem stones

Show you fireflies

He has albums and albums if pictures of you

He's fearl, if he has to dispose of someone... it makes the news.

He's going to be clingy he's lost so much what if he forgets you one day?

The chain as a whole decides you ate the most important thing. It's you, then them, then the Zeldas, then thier fitness, then everyone else

And because I think it's a cool dynamic, why not have reader be a little yandre too?

You probably know what they are, that they're like this. So devoted to you

You know that they can't bate to lose the family they made (they have schedules and rules to help mitigate jealousy among them)

How could you not return such devotion?

[sillied-too-hardxp]

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based on a dream from like yesterday lol

you are [Name] D. Monkey!

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well...

[Name] Draco Wayne...... but whatever!!

you're finally getting adopted!

you didn't really like the house you're currently living in. they're either "too busy" or something to hangout with you! none of them aren't that interesting anyways...

you're sooo unbelievably bored being here. no one wants to interact with you... but Garp promised that when he adopted you, you'll never be alone again!! and that makes you very excited!!!

he told you that he adopted another kid named Ace! he has a cool ass name!! you couldn't wait to meet him.

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tho... the butler here doesn't seem that excited. Al... something? you don't remember...

you guessed that's fair tho. you're the only "normal" kid(as he said) here. he always answered any and all questions you've asked! he's always been so nice to you... you'll definitely miss him when you get adopted!

maybe you could write a "thank you for hanging out with me!" letter? yeah! that'll be a good idea!! good job [Name]!!!

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you begin writing the letter,

TANK U AL FOR HANGIN OUT WIT ME :D I WIL MISS YOU VERY MUCH!! - [NAME] :)

your best writing yet! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

now...

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when do you give this to him?? before? during? you don't know...

maybe you could ask Garp! but... wait he isn't here yet...

sooo you guess you can give the letter right now!

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you run as fast as your little legs can to Al, with your backpack full of your things(which wasn't much anyways) to find him.

you running down the hallways, you accidentally bumped into d- di? you don't remember his name...

"woah there! um, what's got you running kiddo?" he looked surprised to see you, but whatever. you're never going to see him again anyways!

"soorry but i need to find Al!" you stood up and picked up your letter, and ran... again.

"Al?" unfortunately you didn't hear his unintentional heartbreak from hearing a nickname.

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you found Al in the living room with... GARP! you screamed in delight when you saw him!!!

you bulldozed into his waiting arms, after hearing you scream. you're soo excited!!!! he's here!!! he kept him promise!!!

he hugged you tightly and spins you around, you both laugh.

after he stopped spinning and putting you down on your feet, dizzy. you remember your mission! you almost forgot in the moment.

you turned towards the butler(and his look of distain towards Garp) and with the letter in hand, reached out to him.

"HERE! FOR YOU!!"

"Oh? Really?" he took it from your hand softly, and looked at the contents of it.

"it's a thank you letter! you're the only one who hung out with me here!"

he kneeled down and hugged you. this confused you as he doesn't he seem the type to be affectionate.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do more for you young master..." his tone seemed sad... but he didn't need to do anything? so, why is he apologizing??

"but you didn't do anything??"

he leaned back and pets your hair, "That's the problem... I didn't do anything..." his smile is sad. "To keep you here and happy. But I hope your new home provides you everything you deserve." as he stands up, he gives you something.

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a 🍖 Pin!

you hug him one last time.

"thank you... for being here for me..."

you let go and walked away with Garp.

"BYE AL!!" as you screamed your last farewell, waving. you see him waving back from the manor's doorways. closing the further you go away.

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it hurts to see you go. . .

but. . .

despite that ... you deserve to go to a loving home.

he knows Garp is a bit barbaric in his affection, but he knows you're in good hands...

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he served with him after all.

[jymwahuwu]

I have an idea. A self-aware au. What if Jing yuan/Blade is aware of darling's affection for him since they would log in the game and just see him and just admire them that is until Genshin drops 4.1 trailer and saw Arlecchino and Neuvillette and now they're envious of these two taking away their darling's attention.

It's just an interesting idea tho. But in actuality I'd think neuvillette and him would be friends or somewhat

Hello, this anon has similar thoughts!! Put them together to answer >_< I think they will be really jealous of the genshin impact characters who are stealing your attention lol. Jing Yuan's jealousy is more harmless (seemingly), while Blade's is more aggressive (?)

This is my first time writing a self-aware AU, hope you like it!!

CW: yandere, self-aware au

Jing Yuan and Blade have their own lives.

When you're not with them, when you're not in front of the screen or looking at them with a smile or wonder. They are handling the work/tasks of the Seat of Divine Foresight/Stellaron Hunters. Blade, Silver Wolf and Kafka were practicing the new "destiny" script and took away another Stellaron. Jing Yuan is managing Luofu and attending meetings. How strange. Once you click on the space screen to enter the game, they can see your face. You organize your team and do daily tasks with them.

At first, they thought it was some kind of prank or a conspiracy, but over time they got used to it. In Elio's words, "The world is like a video game. No one can prove whether the world is real or false. Feeling the current destiny is the most important thing."

For Jing Yuan, he just got familiar with your personality. He confirmed that your presence would not put Luofu in danger, and that you acted like a cute kitten playing with a ball of yarn. You can control Luofu's General and Stellaron Hunter, and all you do is wander around Xianzhou and buy snacks to feed them, break every poor object on the way, fight to get some rewards, take the books on the table, etc.

You didn't forget to "build" them either. They watch you search for "Jing Yuan", "Blade", "build", "guide" and other keywords on the Internet, and take them to fight again and again to get materials to upgrade. Although they have actually participated in some wars and have terrible strength, what you see here is "lv 1-80".

You really like them, otherwise you wouldn’t pull, right? You even take photos of them while wandering around the map. Jing Yuan snickered when you took Blade to take a selfie in front of his wanted poster. The general is not shy about giving you a smile either. They know your admiration because you always take more than one photo.

Until… recently, they noticed that you weren't online as often. At one point, you log in again, and then, as if you thought of something important, you search "genshin impact" on Youtube (they know the name of the site) and start watching trailers and special programs.

What's this?

You stared intently at those…those people. White curly bangs, long hair like a waterfall, and his gorgeous and decent attire. The other man has short black hair. He punches enemies in live. A woman with short gray and white hair smiles confidently.

Jing Yuan opened his eyes wide, not expecting you to be so "frivolous" - did you plan to be unfaithful to him? You found Jing Yuan pouting at you in the game, but you thought you were hallucinating, so you gave him immortal's delight and puffergoat milk to comfort him. Blade clicked his tongue, crossed his arms in boredom, and stopped observing what you were doing on the other side of the screen. Silver Wolf and Kafka teased him about whether he was separated from the little player? Jealous? You're surprised to notice that his damage has been doubled. While on a mission, Blade almost lost control and killed a person on the script. His eyes as red as candlelight flashed, and he almost swung down the sword in his hand.

They are all looking for opportunities to get close to you. That part of Xianzhou's large computer installation called "loom" is running, investigating and analyzing you.

[haveihitanerve]

Toby’s Secret Pocket

Why are you telling the only filipino employee to shut up?

I finally got around to doing commentary for this one, so sorry it took so long, but better late than never right? Hehe. anyway this was pure delight and i hope you enjoy as much as I did:)

“Its gonna have a beginning.” I love you person who does the captions and edits the videos- but what is that spelling… [beggining] y'know what actually thats perfectly fine spelling idk why im being mean you're doing amazing love

Completely useless to the plot but all of my comments are so- luke leaning behind tom to set his drink down and them touching shoulders as Tom glances over to check hes ok before returning attention to AJ, idk why it made me smile, but it did so here it is

“The Seven Sins of the Screaming Menopausals.” i am… SO UPSET they didn't do this one. Soooooo upset. I would pay to see them do this one. I loved every second of Tobys Pocket- but TSSOTSM???? Amazing. Would kill to see them tackle it. Anyway im off topic- continue

Sam’s cackle lugh at the suggestion, Tom’s slow incredulous laugh and Luke hanging his head while AJ just stares like a deer in headlights, trying to figure out how to say “NO!” without screaming it XD

Tom: do we love it? (a man after the audiences heart, i love it) AJ: *no we do not tom don't do this to us* We’re gonna put a pin in that one for a moment Sam: *still cackling* Luke: *still in disbelief*

Sam loves using a fake pike as a prop and i adore it every time

AJ and Tom my fav duo(they’re all my fav duos but rn I’ve picked them specifically) idk what they’re discussing on the sidelines but they’re adorable

I love how Luke started out speaking with a voice he tends to use for his female characters and then realize “wait i’m toby” and has now switched to be a male voice XD

“Thats right. Nobody knows that this shirt’s actually got a propellor in it.” Tom and AJ laughing in sync and wholly mother of gods Sam’s impression of a propellor carrying him a little bit higher is insanely good

“All of my products are tailor made” *said with flourish* “I know. You're a tailor” *said with sass* lol Luke thought he could get the upper hand

Luke’s face of disappointment in his fellow mates will never not be funny XD

And Sam’s joy because even though he cant see Luke’s face, he knows its being made and is enjoying being a lil shit lmaoo

“Let me rephrase!” ooooh the glare in that sentence XD

“All of my products are bespoke.” …. define please. 

“Smoke meth.” why is sam always a crackhead, genuine question. Also, are pipes a frequent tool for meth smoking? I mean i figure its possible but-... im getting off topic lets move along-

“I just love to watch you work Toby.” ok, so is this romance? “And i loooove to watch you smoke that meth.” Both Sam and Luke and Tom laughing, brilliant- and im assuming that means yes romance?

Audience: *oohs and ahhs* Sam:... woOw!

“...-Or the superintendent of the school board-” Luke lifting a finger to stop Sam because what did he just say and then dropping it again when Sam still has more to say idk why but it tickles my brain the right way lol

Luke: *leans against the wall and crosses his legs like a smooth mf* what was the second *laughs* one you said?

“Comptroller!” “define please!” Sounds like a school spelling bee lmao

Tom’s slow, growing smile as Sam actually succeeds at answering, Luke’s “fuck” face, and Aj just grinning at Luke’s disappointment at not being able to hold something over Sam and himself just waiting to see if Tom agrees because he doesn't have a fucking clue XD

Sam’s smug, and yet thankful smile as people appreciate his nerd 😭 such a cutie

“Don't cheer over the end of the definition!” Fourth wall breaks, we love- also Sam dropping his head to laugh, and Tom also chuckling(AJ’s too out of frame to see but I’m sure he enjoyed Luke’s quip too)

“Give him an excuse to peter out like that!” Luke reallllyyy wishes he would have messed up lol

Sam looking at Luke expectantly when he steps closer again like “do you want me to continue you lil shit? I know my stuff” 

“You got manhattan-” “Alright alright!” Luke’s done testing him lmaoo and sam still keeps going XD

“You're keeping me on tenterhooks like a piece of sirloin!” Loving these weird Southern analogies lol(unironically, i have actually heard these sentences being used💀)

I just cant get over how Tom and AJ are fully invested, they’re following Luke with their eyes and head, nodding along, Tom is watching and smiling like a proud dad while AJ looks like one of those really interested fans who wants to puzzle out all the hidden meanings and plot devices before the end(even tho luke doesn't even know them yet lmaoo)

“Don cicicio.” Tom and Aj’s reluctant chuckles- they did not want to find his joke amusing and Sam’s overly dramatic smack to the wall

Idk why but Luke’s elegant twirl to look at Sam- theres absolutely nothing to it but i love it so much- i rewound and watched it about four times lol

“In new york city.” “whats wrong with our boutique here in ArkAhnsas?” Sam had to clarify quickly his accent lmaoo

“Its good, but its small, and Im so misunderstood!” oooh dramatic luke!

“Woo that is one small man!” It isn't a sfth play without a short joke lol

I reallllyyyy wanna know what Tom and Aj’s side conversation was about😭

Also luke fighting a smile the way he does after every short joke gives me life

Tom whispering something to Aj that makes him shake his head and scrunch his face- i would kill to know what was said omg

“I was dabbing my brow-” Luke gets intensely close and Sam flinches away LMAOOO

Luke moving away smoothly because he knows the next words will not be kind XD

“Im a virgin” LMAOOO

Tom’s frowned smiling face of “really sam?” lmaoo loveeee

Lukes face omfg XD

“Deflowered me on that date” sorry- the first date??!?!??!? Ok…

“Thats right. I picked you like the last dandelion of the season-” SAM! (also Tom’s raised eyebrow and head shake of “oh god” is ICONIC)

“And i blew your seed all over the field-” SAMUEL! Omg… (i was watching this with my friend and we both screamed “AJ!!! TOM!! SOMEBODY PLEASE END THE SCENE!!)(spoiler alert: they did not)

Luke struggling to remain poker faced, Sam breaking halfway through his sentence and looking over at AJ and Tom both in pride and shame, Tom shaking and nodding his head in “yeah no sam come on…” also i assume prior to that he explained??? To aj what was said or smth idk they were talking- again i wanna knowwww what was being said but sigh

“I cant give away the secrets of my clients.” Smooooooth Luke, very smooth way of avoiding having to come up with the plot XD

“Not even to your wife?” oh hello you're female???? Ok… we stan

“Not even to your loving, bumptious, meth-smoking wife?” LMAOOO adoreee and both of them breaking because of it too 😭

“I was in trouble the day i met you” OOOOOHHH!!! Smooth sam. Very smooth wow

Luke’s turn to look at him and Sam’s smug smirk ahhhhh 

Tom, finally sick of not being included lol: *walks in like the hunchback and a turtle???* somehow i see a turtle idk

Sam, getting ready to be emotional lovers with Luke; Im- Tom: *the most raspy, old person voice he can summon* good afternoon Sam, well there go my plans: ok…

“I believe you have a package for me.” Luke fighting a smile, focusing, moving to grab the pants, unsure, doubling back around to look at Tom, curious and also thrown off, waves hand in front of his face LMAOOO

Luke: *very intruiged* are- are you- are you blind? Tom: what a man can or cannot see depends very much on the quality of light with which he is dealing Damn that was poetic- also is he trying to say he’ll be like… sneaky about it? Like if you're discreet ill be discreet, i don't see anything?? Idk but Luke’s expression kills me

Idk who Sam is communicating with in the crowd but its hella cute

“You will receive your payment!....” *silence* its so bad Luke turns around and looks at Sam for help- helppppp

AJ now also sick of not being in scenes and become Tom’s bodyguard lol

Sam confused and laughing at AJ’s just random wandering while Tom and Luke have a scene XD

Sam leaning forward to try and make eye contact with AJ to ask “wtf?” because hes so confused lmaooo

Aj just barely smiling back and just not responding

Tom didn't know he was there helppppppp XD

Tom’s pat pat on AJ’s chest 😭🫠

“Hot diggity darn!” Sam ending the scene before Tom can do one of his just spewing nonsense until someone gets the hint lol- and the way he and aj do a lil dance of who sits where 😭

“Chief i gotta speak to you right now!” AJ’s depressed stand up because he wants to be in a scene and knows hes the one who has to get up, but also he doesn't want to lmao

Luke’s lean forward- ready to join the scene, doubting himself- then going “fuck it” is iconic

AJ starting strong with the New York accent to lay the scene, y'know sometimes they do subtle things like that that the audience doesn't even register- i didn't until just now(my second time watching) and its just because im writing commentary and so i know what was already previously said- hes establishing the New York police department for the arkansas business deal and it flew right over my head the first time- anyway they're really good at the whole subtly expanding the plot and providing context clues for each other that we don't understand but they do ok im going insane resume-

“Would it be better if there were three of us in your office?” Tom saw an opportunity and he took it, we stan

Sam giving up entirely, Luke just laughing and aj keeping a surprisingly straight face- but i've actually noticed that Tom and AJ tend to be the “chaos kings” and will not break whenever the other person pulls something out of their ass because if they take it seriously it makes it worse for the others on stage lol and thats the sort of chaos camaraderie i adore

“Constable doohickey” what a great name Luke, thanks “Well fucking great! Thank you for that!” If you cant hear the way he says it it almost sounds like a genuine thank you lol

“And I was just here because I couldn't work out how to use the door!” Tom I love you, AJ doing chaos camaraderie again, Sam and Luke laughing again

“I need to get on you boys more!” be stricter aj. The words are be stricter. But ok. Interesting word choice..

“Woah!” Sam outright saying it, Luke spinning in a circle with a concerned and confused look on his face lol, and TOM LAUGHING OMG!!!! Its brief but he hears what AJ says- raises his eyebrows and lets out a quick snicker before returning to his mind empty stare lol- also he and AJ share a lil soft laugh together a second later too ahhhh they’re so cute

Tom raising his hand 😭 cutieeee

“Ju-just go through the door!” AJ finally broke, brilliant XD and Tom smiling at his own brilliance i loveeee

“Well actually, it goes both ways” NO. IT DOESN'T. THERES NO SUCH THING AS A TWO WAY DOOR LUKE- i need to calm down

Ajs disappointed and tired chief face rubbing is glorious actually lol

Luke and Sam just watching quietly with smiles as Tom fucking obliterates the original meaning of the scene lmaooo

Tom, seeing that his messing around has kinda diverged the plot and the others might be a tad annoyed: we’re gonna cut all this out in the edit right? Random audience member, full of joy and hope: yeah! Bold words to say Tom, and I fear they did not come true

“Wait you mean it was open- ahh…” Sam almost rips his hair out lmaooo while AJ is so gentle and treats Tom like a small child, awww they’re so cute

Tom wanting to be off stage but now hes in the scene sitting down so he has to maintain the “eyes open, mind blank” face lmaoo

Luke looking between AJ and Sam with such delight to see where they take the plot gives me such joy

“Tony the tailor?” Aj feels like that doesn't sound right but he cant really say anything. “Tony the tailor.” Sam sees no problems. “Heeeees great!” Tom is subtly trying to tell them they fucked up XD

SAM FIGHTING HIS SMILE IS SOOO CUTE

And tom sees and makes eye contact, grins wider and even gives a thumbs up like “yeah that was good huh?” AHHHH

Luke cant let the misnaming go on any longer lmaoo “where you guys talking about TOBY the tailor?” the way Tom’s smile fades when Luke says this makes me think that maybe he also didn't know it was toby lmaoo “cause im pretty sure it was toby.” 

Sam looking to Aj for help, aj just staring back blanking because he is renowned for his lack of name remembrance XD

Luke’s excited jumps when he got it right over Sam lol

“Fuck you doohickey!” Sam’s smile at his immense joy, tom and aj amused

“I fucked your wife!” I feel like thats uncalled for somehow…

AJS FACE!!!! COMPLETELY FLABBERGASTED DID NOT SEE THAT COMING XD

“OK! I need order in my police department!” the stilted movements are perfect *chefs kiss*

“Theres a reason nobody trusts us anymore ok?” “Its-its it-its” “SHUT UP!!” Aj has patience, but its slowly worn thin lmaoo

“I was just gonna say its the racism.. Its not-” AJ UNSURE OF HOW TO DEAL WITH THAT LMAOOO

His shift to sam, back to tom, slow, annoyed smile, back to sam, nope back to tom “sh-shut up!” as luke loses it in the background and sam just watches the chaos unfold

Nevermind he has to join it- “why are you telling the only filipino employee to shut up?” SAM!!!

Tom’s eyebrow jump at the sentence lmaooo and sams shit eating grin

“The haircuts not helping chief.” and its truly never a show without a bald joke too. Tom’s chuckling to himself and face scrunch to the audience to not laugh XD

“Its toby.” completely breaks sam lol

Luke returning to his seat after having planned to reenter the scene to be a dick to sam again lmaooo

“Hey!” Sam’s defeated glance in Tom’s direction like “wtf now tom leave me alone” lol

“Are you sure you know about the comptrollers?” Luke losing his mind, Sam smiling in “ah shit i gave them an opening and they’ll never let go” and aj laughing 

“But you know the letter b and the letter n. I watch sesame street and they say they’re different letters” thats cold tom, and iconic

Luke’s utter delight and Sam’s utter defeat are PEAK

“Detective-” AJ ending sams suffering the joke finally and moving on XD

“Which one of us are you talking to?” “you.” “ok :)” Despite all the gripes, he cant contain his own lil shit tendencies lol

“He seems to be a fan favorite.” Hes not wrong!

AJ’s lil tongue bite and Tom’s waving as Luke just cackles- delightful

“And ill go see why my wifes been fucking other people-” Sam just wants out lmaooo

“Don- the don is our jurisdiction.” “you've forgotten his name havent you-” “yessss.” AJ is annoyed-answering before sam even finishes to cut him off lmaoo-, Sam is a lil shit, Luke is helping out and not even being a lil shit because its aj and its usual, and tom is just there lol

“I really think I should be in this fucking room.” LMAOOOO smooth way to say “you guys cant keep the story straight damn” lol

“You three-” “you want us three, including him*passive aggressive look to Luke who is already questioning his life choices and why on earth sam would let aj chose because of course he’ll pick yes* to go talk to the tailor?” Its ajs turn to be a lil shit and he is thriving this is his territory XD

“I want to face to face with Don Cicicioo myself.” Tom careful with your words- they will make it come true

Sam gives up, Luke is laughing, Tom is making things worse, and AJ cant stop grinning at the stupidity

Sam prepping meth for his own sanity XD

TOM DOING THE DISAPPOINTED DAD HEAD HANG AND NOSE PINCH

AND LAUGHING

Im noticing so many more things the second time around lol. This is delightful(also im here to point these things out to you guys so you don't have to watch it twice if you don't want to lol- thats literally the only point of these, pointing out cuteness and friendship between these four idiot cuties i just get carried away a lot)

Tom leaning over to check on Sam, then leaning back and scrunching his face at Aj- cutie

“Oh ma god- i think this- this stuffs bad. I just saw a tiny bald man-” AJ cant ever escape lmaooo

Aj laughing, Tom doing his DDHH(disappointed dad head hang) *we laugh so we don't cry core*

Aj and Tom talking off stage again- i think this time they’re debating who goes up first, because Tom points to himself and y'know idk

“Im gonna go and throw up in the bathroom.” “you go do that sweetheart” unironically a very sweet relationship lol

“Oh hello.*i love how the captions clarify its a british accent and aj forces a british accent when hes literally british* im just a local british man.” (they're in arkansas) “me too pip pip!” “alright geezer!” If luke wanted to make life easier for himself he shouldn't make such memorable characters lol

The way Sam and AJ stumble over and clarify each others words is toooo cute. “Or as you call them-” “pants.” “pants.” 

“Actually, theres only space for two!” *he thought he was so clever, also AJ’s smile because he thought that was pretty clever too lol* but oh no no no, its Sam’s payback time. “Ill leave!” “NO!” that no came from the depths of Luke’s soul and there is now a deeply sated fond hatred in him because of that lmaoo

AJ GRINNING, AND TOM LAUGHING TO THE POINT WHERE HE ACTUALLY CLAPS AHHHHH CUTIESSSS

Sam’s proud grin, Luke’s slow turn to look at him, a… idk the proper adjective but y'know the smile he has, and Sam’s little head tilt of “thats what you get fucker” iconic

Luke preparing to speak to the point where it breaks both him and aj lmaooo them bending in sync is too cute

“Hey- hey guys! I made it out of the car!” *proud jimmy* Tom you sweet precious summer child i wanna put you in my pocket awwww

“Chief- i just realized? Why did you come with us?” AJ is giggling too much now, Luke broke him XD “I just- I want- I might as well be part of this! Otherwise Ill have to sit on the side for the rest of the show!” poor baby lol (also the way he sways between all three having to touch them all is too cute)

Growing a suddenly harsher british accent to resume the scene when they literally just had their regular british accents on 😭💀

“I thought you were going to stay in the car!” come on luke! Tom was trying to help! (for once whaaaat who said that?)

“Oh i liked him!” Luke… you make it too easy bb😭

Also toms cute lil chuckle 🫠

“I can bring him back!” AJ’s grin the back “no thats alright-” Luke is done lmaooo

“Come back!” “oooh great!” if anyone could ever say any happier words and mean them any less… i don't believe its possible lol

The entire next bit with luke having to measure himself- when he could chose literally anyone else is iconic XD

“I would come with you but theres a door!” Good point. “Ill cover.” Silence. “I get lonely sometimes.” Luke’s surprised smile and Sam immediately ending the scene lmaoo

“The comptroller.” his proud smile… tt tt tt. XD

Aj really wants to be in a scene, becoming a cat, adorable 

[attention seeking meow]

“I've got a new… cat.” Aj regrets his choices but hes committed now lol

Sam’s concern but keeps petting anyway. “Its so sweaty.” Aj and luke’s laugh🫠

AJ rubbing his head on Sam’s shirt LMAOOOO

And luke loosing it, beautiful paired with Sam’s disgust is just gorgeous

“I see you went with one of those egyptian hairless ones.” yet another bald joke, necessary and glorious as always XD

Even Sam is surprised lol. Luke literally throwing his head back in laughter and Tom’s pride at his skilled joke XD

“Its a very muscular cat.” awww tom felt bad and needed to say something nice, precious

“We go to the gym together.” do they actually? Because that’d be adorable

Idk why Aj starts smiling randomly and almost laughs, but hes so pretty

The ways sams arm is just resting on ajs back and aj really just wanted a comfortable surface to nap lol, eyes closed just resting against sam- brb im gonna go cry

“Its a fun wordplay.” It truly is Tom i love when his lil english nerd comes out <333

“Ahhhhh.” Sam’s scream of concern thats really just a soft sound of confusion because what did Tom do

“Meow.” [concerned meow] that was actually a flawless cat sound aj wow

“But fro those thirty seconds!” why does he sound like an infomercial helppp “you're gonna have one hell of a ride!” AJ both laughing and having to be a concerned cat is wonderful

SAM LICKING AJS HEAD WHAAAAT 

I don't know who’s more disgusted- sam or aj lol. Or the audience honestly

“Anyone who thinks they comptrol anything around here-” thats funny wordplay tom- i see you

“And ill make sure you're looked after.” His sloow reach for AJ’s head and just… weirdly, pushing backwards against it 😭

Aj’s slow smirk and then utter and complete break as Tom licks it 😭

Luke trying to start a new scene and Tom just… disgusted XD

[the face of a man who regrets his previous decision] so so so real

Aj laughing when he notices XD

“Why’d you have hair product in?” The genuine confusion- plus Luke’s complete break, Aj’s bend forward in laughter, and I assume Sam’s agreement because he too licked the head 😭 thats a sentence i never thought id write…

“Why is there guilt in your eyes… toby?” Sam’s proud smirk lmaoo

“For remembering a name?” even Sam is shocked that got cheers XD Tom and Aj both laughing at Luke’s outrage. “How low is the fucking bar?” 

“You forget i remembered it while really high on meth!” fair point y'know

Luke and TOM laughing, plus toms DDHH

“Rrrrrrrrrrreaching into your brain.” I appreciate the hand motions to go with it, and Tom’s complete break, snorting and folding, plus a puff up of the cheeks to try and stop the laugh and failing XD

“Im not allowed to cross state lines.” Tom’s pure enjoyment is giving me life, and Luke’s finger wagging of “don't you fucking do this to me sam” is wonderful

I adore every time the boys have to sit down and shuffle its so cute omfg-

“You too Jimmy. Your internship is over.” damn. The audience booing AJ for his choices is iconic and craaazy and i am HERE for it!

Luke also losing it is a nice touch XD

Not a single one of them can fight their grins and it is precious

AJ CLOSING THE CURTAINS AND FLIPPING THE AUDIENCE OFF AGHHHHHH

“I guess even though i made it myself-” THE CROWD IS ABOUT TO RIOT OH GODS AJ RUNNNNN

Why did they randomly start barking? I don't know. I really don't. Great questions. Anyway. 

“There was a second door????” [distressed jimmy] distressed sam too XD

Sam slouching to be the same height as luke😭

Sam and Luke caressing Aj’s cheek with the same??? Hand??kinda…

“Explain yourself!” “i just did!” their shared break ahhh

Luke abusing his power to force Sam to do his hand gestures XD

“I recon you've gotta send-*starts grinning because ohohoho tom you’ll get your wish alright* best officer.” 

“Stop! Him” Sam: *accidentally smacks him* Sorry:(

Tom’s screech as Sam gets revealed- but the way Aj immediately rushes to cradle and soothe him 😭

“MITOSIS!” no ok, the history nerd and english nerd are fine but don't throw biology at me nuh uh i cant deal with this😭

Apparently neither can Aj lol but for a different reason XD

“Its the process of cell division.” y'know as much as they shame him, they all do immediately tend to clarify things he doesn't understand and it is quite cute lol

“Son,” Tom: *immediately jolts into action* Dad? :) Sam and Luke slowly losing it together XD

AJ: shhhh, don't let anybody know about it Tom: *increasingly more incredulous* DAD?!?! I DIDN'T KNOW! Aj: *confused* Luke: *trying to be un lil shit* you didn't? The resemblance- Tom: i've been looking my whole life! Tom: *squealing and shaking* DADDY?!?!?!? Luke and Sam: *looking at each other in, should we join or wait or end???* AJ: *now stressed and confused* I swear we had this conversation earlier on! Tom: *shakes head and entire body* UHHHH!!! I guess I was distracted *no i wasn't but ill make it easier for you jj lol*

“Son!” “daddy!” they're so cute😭

“Son!” “HIIIII DADDY!” sobbing-

“If you're gonna take that Don down single-handed[ly] in a scene that goes on for about three to four minutes, just you and him *sam you ass XD* *everyone smirking at that, even tom* you're gonna need this. Its the strongest meth i know.” “Ok :) !” Injects it right away Sam: thats not- *how would you know sam… how would you know👀*

Oh yay we get Aj the bodyguard again!

AJ: *dies dramatically* Tom: *nahhh fuck that* wailing Robbie, I told you not to do that anymore! Luke: *dies* AJ: *stumbles back on stage* sorry heh. I just had a moment, I apologize- Tom: *surprised he went along with it, even though duh ofc he did lol* oh- *eyebrow raise of delight and mocking* You’re okay? *laughs* Luke: *dying*” AJ: Im totally fine!

Round two: AJ: OH NO!! *dies dramatically, again* Tom: *ready to make it dramatic* wailing robbie come on now… Wailing Robbie? Wailing Robbie whats going on?- AJ: *fuck you Tom I can do it too* ahhhh just got you there! Didn't i?” Tom: *annoyed smile, but admittedly proud* yeah… Luke: *dying* Sam: *mildly, annoyedly, amused lol*

Round Three: Aj: anyway I’ll uh- Sam: Oh god… Aj and Tom: *laugh* Luke: *sits like a majestic diva and chuckles* Tom: go on then answer the door! Sam: *if he doesn't actually die this time i will kill him* Tom and Luke: *anticipation and laughter* Aj: *dies silently because the last two times didn't go so well lmaooo*

ITS TOM AND TOM’S SOLO SCENE YAY

“STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAAAAAW!!!!” get it Jimmy

Sam and Luke losing it XD

“I've got… TEN FINGERS!!!! :)” perfect response Tom, truly

Tom fixing his shirt everytime to switch between characters and Sam’s cackle of appreciation when he notices- which makes Tom smile a lil(also lil face scrunch to not laugh)- is adorable

“You look out of breath son. You sure you wouldn't like to calm down and speak more quietly?” “NO!” Tom just out here making life harder for himself huh lmao

“I THINK!-” [jimmy's well articulated thoughts] AJ and Luke bursting out laughing and Sam’s grin- truly Tom, a work of genius this move, honestly XD

“No get it all out.” [jimmy continues] wow hes got a lot to say “but wai- oh you're not done.” [jimmy has so much to say]

Luke sneaking in the back and Tom’s side eye to the audience because he heard it, but knowing Luke it could be anything and he has no idea what to do lol

Luke licking the knife is so hot for no reason- also idk the time stamps of these, but im assuming Aj did it first in Caesar and Juliet anyway off topic-

Aj’s fold at Luke's escape is tooooo cute XD

Aj the emotional support cat is back

“Ill do it as soon as I get out of this-” perfectttttt ending Tom omfg-

Luke’s lil back pat to Tom in “haha i thought that was funny well done” and Aj’s pat to him too awww

AND SCENE!!!! That was… a wild ride and one I enjoyed very very very much. Chaos and delight and mocking and enjoying each others craft and what they do. Iconic. So sorry it took so long, but better late than never right? I hope… anyway ill start working on Jingle Boys soon and hope you enjoyed!

@snek-of-eden @dawn-speckled @flamingbluepanda -i finally did it, hope you enjoyed<333

[marchsfreakshow]

Clingy Brat!

Fluff

... sorry lol

God.

Jody knew Tom had a new partner, but could he not drag them around set all day every day of the shoot? Even when it wasn't his scene to film that day, he was introducing them to the crew, making everyone compliment something about his partner.

He was constantly holding them, having his head by their shoulder to cling onto them like a puppy. Having them recite lines to him as he took frequent breaks in his trailer, wrapping his arms around their waist and burying his face in their shoulder. "I could just listen to you say her lines allll day babe, honestly."

You chuckled, reaching behind you slightly to lightly scratch at his hair. "Yeah? You're doing well so far, not one slip up."

Tom gasped slightly and smiled widely against the skin of your neck, kissing the same part over and over. The praise from you was always something Tom relished in. That squeal of delight when he did a good scene, or seeing the way your eyes lit up with admiration if he remembered the whole monologue without messing up.

The way he would forget he was mic'd up didn't add anything. After a scene and the cameras were still rolling, he'd just look over at you and mutter a compliment or think outloud at what he wanted to do to you. "Y'know... I bet they'd look real pretty bent ove-"

"Tom! Let's re do that scene okay? The lighting hid your eyes and that's what we need the most right now." Jody interrupted his thought about you before it could go any further, glancing over to you talking production with a stunt coordinator and a general producer. God, you were so pretty...

[elusivemusings]

Caleb and Older! M/C HCs

What if MC was the older between the two ? How would that affect the dynamic ?

This is all over the place but hope people enjoy ? I also haven't read of his Myths, so forgive me if there's odd details.

Fem!MC x Caleb

Childhood : Squabbles and Assert for Dominance?

It was a thorn in Caleb's side since childhood: He wanted to be the bigger, older protective brother after meeting MC but came to find out that she was actually older than him.

I feel like even as young as he was, he had the deep desire to be the stronger protector. He may have not realized what the emotions are or why, but they were there.

He was startled hearing this small girl quietly ask him to call her "big sister" (jiejie/noona/oneechan).

He thought she was joking until Grandma confirmed it.

It didn't stop him from trying though. And MC would always butt heads with him on it.

"I'm the older one, let me do it!" "Nuh-uh, you're still a shrimp, so I should do it!"

MC was smaller and shorter for a little bit but as they both grew, they probably were the same height and build for a little bit, which made their spats even more dumb honestly.

"You can't use the excuse I'm smaller now! We are the same height!" "Nuh-uh and plus....you're a girl, girls shouldn't do this!" "CALEB YOURE SO STUPID."

Caleb is indeed really stupid because he can't use words and this would result in them fighting involving fists too. The house did not know peace.

They still care and love one another obviously.

Despite the squabbles they're connected at the hip, almost doing everything together. Natural is the definition of the interactions.

MC probably took the role of older sibling very seriously though and fretted over Caleb when he came back home in scratches and fights.

MC would have a med kit ready to help treat things and would gently scold him for dumb behavior while treating him.

He would honestly probably realize his crush on MC at one of these points because he's just embarrassed to be seen like a wimp and doesn't like being treated like a younger brother by her.

But he doesn't complain because even though he wouldn't admit it openly, he likes the physical contact with MC.

He'll suck up being treated like the younger brother a little bit just because he likes her touching his face gently, putting a bandaid on his arm, and holding his hand guiding him around.

Yes, even as a kid he knew.

He would go to MC several times in the middle of the night with the notion he had a nightmare and didn't want to sleep alone.

So MC would let him share the bed. She would quickly drift to sleep while hugging him, but he would be wide awake listening to her breathing and holding her tightly.

During those moments he would come up with a new dream:He would do everything he can to become bigger, better, and stronger and make MC see him differently.

Teenage Years: Growth Spurts, Comedy and Fantasies

Caleb is absolutely delighted when he realizes he's outgrowing MC height wise.

She's exasperated as he takes every opportunity to straighten his back to just make himself a little bit taller next to MC.

She thinks he's doing it to intentionally get a rise out of her, which, he is but also he's realizing he can start on working on his secret dream.

This is how the Pipsqueak nickname probably started LOL.

She still insists on being treated with respect but he ignores it conveniently.

MC is tragically baby faced and would not grow as rapidly or as tall as Caleb, tragically, and to her own internal exasperation.

The pain in her soul and the pride in his when they go to the store and assume HE'S the older brother.

"Now remember, little miss, eat your vegetables and you'll grow as tall as your older brother there." "......thank you."

MC would probably make him squat down so she could ruffle his hair.

She tries very hard to compensate and would start becoming more fiercely independent and self reliant as a result. (Which would lead to the habits of MC we know as an adult).

She would find her own way to learn to be a better older sibling and learn to stand more on her own, not going to Caleb's side as much.

While Caleb would be silently disappointed by less time with each other, he would take the opportunity to become a more proper "man" at least in his weird mind. (getting better at cooking, being more physically active to build a stronger physique, etc.)

She would think he's rubbing in how much better he is at everything when in reality he's trying to show her how dependable and reliable he is.

It's a bit of a one side prickly relationship as MC misinterprets the hell out of everything Caleb is trying to prove LOL.

Caleb's emotions are going into overdrive at this point: the protective obsessive instinct is going insane, the more he outgrows MC and he notices their difference in build, the more he realizes he just wants to protect her and shield her from the world.

He throws all notion of family out of the window but he keeps up the pretense to not rock the boat and not scare away MC.

Every physical contact, interaction, affection would burn this man's skin though. He is STARVED but is hiding it.

He would play the younger sibling card to see how far he could go though. It is comically terrible.

"MC-, I need help getting to bed." "Caleb, you are like pure muscle, not even sick, and a whole whopping 6', HOW WOULD I GET YOU TO BED." "Oh no, gravity is pushing me down." "CALEB YOUR EVOL IS GRAVITY MANIPULATION, YOURE SO FULL OF IT"

During more quiet moments, Caleb probably would lean into MC literally. Like, if they were on the couch, he would lean his head onto her shoulder no matter how gangly and awkward it is for him.

MC would gently pat his head and he would stay forever if he could.

Of course, MC is starting to grow herself and is blossoming into a lovely young woman. And it just intensifies Caleb's emotions and realizations of his feelings for MC.

Other girls? What's that, Caleb can't see any other girl but MC, who occupies his mind a little more than just a little bit.

HYPOTHETICALLY the type that if he has a date, and MC called, he'd drop everything to go see/help MC.

(Bold of y'all to assume he got a date to begin with. Why go on a date when he could be at home and have dinner with his precious MC?)

This boy was peak delulu and honestly fantasized domestic situations seeing MC standing in the kitchen trying to learn to cook or helping Grandma cleanup.

All while he's still trying play house and the appropriate role that was crafted while pushing the boundaries honestly.

Hormones are a nightmare. Innocuous touches and contact makes him go insane. One time MC leaned over him to grab something and he could just feel his body heat up for the rest of the day.

Adult Years : Fragile Reckoning

Caleb is forced to reckon with the fact they're adults and he can't keep pretending they're kids or go back to the good old days y'know ?

Lord knows he's clinging onto it though. It's the only really nice thing in his life honestly. :(

He's literally so exhausted in his quest to build the perfect life for him and MC and he still is trying so hard to be seen as reliable and strong.

It's really this time MC finally can step in and show him the reality of things.

"Caleb. Enough. We are going home."

"Home.......it's not ready yet. There's still so much that needs to be done."

"CALEB. WE ARE GOING H O M E. We have lost so much time as it is. Are you seriously going to keep missing out on life and time with one another for your stupid idealistic bullshit ???? ......We can't go home.....but we can make a new one, as long as we are alive and together, there is always home for the both of us."

And it's really now he kind of looks at the situation, he looks at MC not as someone he needs to protect but someone he can really finally just lean on.

Somewhere along the way his innocent wish morphed into something more insidious in nature, the more desperate he was to cling to the one good thing in his life after everything he subjected himself to for the sake of his ideal.

In that moment, he flashbacks to all their childhood memories, from first seeing her, bickering, fighting and laughing with her. He remembers fondly their childhood innocence and laughter, the crinkle of her eyes, the excitement in them, the fond and reassuring gestures she gave him, how she called his name when she gently would pat his head, how she held him in the small moments he finally admitted he was scared.

And then he finally sees her. The woman he loved for all these years, her eyes a bit worn, with dark circles, a bit aged but full of life and concern for him just the same as they were children.

And he just......collapses. He's overcome with so many emotions. He just wants to go home. He wants to be held and comforted by the person he loves the most. He's the one who really wants and needs the quiet home away from everything again.

Life sure became more complicated as they became adults. It started so sincere but by the time he realized he took off more than he could chew, it was too late for him.

MC knew she was gambling with a fragile man's mental state and practically melts and sighs in relief when he finally decides to let down his barrier and trust her.

She holds him tightly, silently reassuring the man she was real and there. She buries her face into his shoulder as he grips her tightly, silent sobs overcoming him.

They don't know what's in store for them, but they at least remember they have their home again.

[animatorweirdo]

Imagine your feanorian family meeting your baby for the first time

Imagine your feanorian family meeting your baby for the first time

Requested by Anon

Hello!! I hope you're having a great day, it's my first time requesting so I'm a little nervous lol I was wondering if you could write a "sequel" of that headcanon about being Nerdanel adopted child, so basically the reader marries and is pregnant, and when the family meets the baby (a tiny baby boy) they learn he ends up looking very much like Fëanor just pure fluff and comedy

(Author's note: I changed it just a bit because I got another request like this. Also because I do not see the possibility reader's son looking like Feanor when reader is adopted, but I did make reader's son mimic Feanor. )

Warnings: pregnancy, Feanor being a bit worried, childbirth, and fluff, and a bit of comedy.

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- After courting, which eventually led to marriage, you and Melo decided to start your own family. It had been challenging as Melo had to adapt to a new life as part of your family, but he managed, and you two moved into a spacious house not too far from your family and his mother.

- With extra rooms and being financially well-off, you considered having children. You two talked about having kids before, and now that you were in a position to raise a child, you brought it up to Melo again. He was delighted by the idea of having your own little one running around, so you took time off from your jobs and started trying. 

- After some time, you finally got pregnant.

- You shared the news with your family, who were happy and eager to have a new member in the family. Melo’s mother was also thrilled by the news. 

- Your pregnancy had its challenges, many times you got afraid that something was wrong with your little one, but with Melo by your side and your family supporting you through – all went well and the day finally arrived when your water broke and you welcomed your little boy to the world. 

- Your labor was a rough one, but your son was born healthy and you made it through without heavy effects on your health. 

- Melo cried when he held your son. He did not mind watching over your child while you took your hard-earned rest.

- As you wanted to keep the moment to yourself, you did not immediately invite your family to meet your son. They respected your decision, especially when you assured them that the labor went well and that you were fine. They patiently waited as you rested and when you were well enough to walk again, you brought your son to meet them with Melo. 

- Your parents and Melo’s mother were thrilled to meet their grandson. Your brothers were curious and gentle when holding their new nephew. Your uncles and cousins sent gifts and congratulations when they heard the news, happy that your labor went well and that your son was born healthy. 

- Your father kept asking if you suffered any lingering effects from the labor, and it took a lot of assurance that you were right. You knew from your mother that he had always been wary when it came to childbirth, due to the death of his mother, so you did not feel overwhelmed by his worry. 

- The meeting went well, although, one funny thing that happened was that your son seemed to take a keen liking to his grandfather, radiating the same energy and mimicking his judgmental expression when something silly happened. 

- This earned some chuckles and jokes about how your son was becoming like mini Feanor.

- You and Melo stayed with your family for a few days, trying to gain new bearings with your son now as your responsibility and learning to take care of him with your parents as your guide. 

- It was challenging, but your parents and Melo’s mother were good teachers. The gifts from your cousins and other necessary items provided by your parents also eased your start to parenthood and you and Melo finally felt ready to do it yourselves. 

- You returned to your own house and began the next chapter of your life with your son as part of your small family. 

- Thanks to the things you learned from your family, raising your son was not a difficult task, and every day became a cherished memory. 

- Occasionally, when you and Melo wanted a break or have some alone time, you would call in your family to babysit your son. The twins and Celegorm really wanted to be the fun uncles, so they were always up for the task. With them, your son was never bored. Sometimes, you leave your son with your parents who were always delighted to spend time with their grandson. 

- Your life was good, and as your son grew older, you began thinking about giving him siblings to play with. However, you were not keen on reliving the experience of labor, so you considered following in your mother’s footsteps by giving your son siblings through adoption. Melo supported the idea, so later, you adopted two children into your family. 

[just-jordie-things]

If you’re still doing kissing prompts the morning kiss with Megumi Fushiguro? I can’t remember the number lol

also added 62 bc ugh yes

1: "Good Morning" Kiss 62: Lazy Morning Kisses Before They've Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up

**aged up characters!!** ___

megumi had basked in your beauty on numerous occasions.

when you'd sit next to him at the picnic table outside and sweep your hair behind your shoulder he would admire your side profile.

when would train with him and he could see how much effort you put into pushing yourself harder, further, that look of determination in your eyes and furrowing your brow.

when he'd have nothing better to do than watch you do your hair and makeup. the small and calculated movements you made to create a look completely unique to yourself while still complimenting your outfit that day.

when he'd pull away from a kiss, breathless, and watching you pant beneath him, your hair splayed out around you and your swollen lips parted.

megumi always took his time admiring you, appreciating you, committing you to his memory so he could keep a piece of you with him forever. you often teased him for this, calling him out for staring, poking his cheek when you'd catch him, although sometimes his heavy, fond gaze would have you blushing and darting your eyes away before he could reduce you to mush too soon.

but right now might be his new favorite image of you.

you're sound asleep, your cheek resting comfortably against his shoulder, just high enough that he could study your pretty face while still having you close. your legs are tangled in his, the sheets a mess between you both- caused by your attempts to hog them all last night- they're knotted and flipped every which way and they're in such a disarray they're barely even covering you now.

what he finds the most amusing is that one of your arms, on the side that's pressed into the space between him and and mattress, is hanging jutting out awkwardly above his head, draped over the pillows. he presumes you tried to hog those in your sleep, too.

your other arm is thrown over his chest, fingers splayed over the patch of skin that was on display when his shirt had ridden up in the night.

you're a messy sleeper, that's for sure. you'd tossed and turned and you'd pushed and pulled him along with you, even in your sleep you craved his touch in any way you could get it. megumi couldn't be more intrigued by this- or delighted.

your parted lips left soft breaths against his neck as you slept peacefully. the sun's rays began to peek through megumi's curtains and had danced over your face, you were bound to wake up soon, and megumi looked forward to the sight of your pretty eyes, but for now he enjoyed how pretty and peaceful you looked as you slept.

his free hand, the one that wasn't wrapped around your waist in an attempt to keep you from wiggling around in your sleep last night, reached up to your face, carefully tucking a stray hair away from your nose and behind your ear.

you hummed, and he felt the pads of your fingers brush over his hip as your hand twitched, and you began to stir from your rest.

"'m sorry pretty girl," he murmurs, leaning forward in the slightest to press his lips against the crown of your head. "wasn't tryin' t' wake you" he murmurs into your hair, before settling into his pillow again.

another soft hum sounds from you, before you sluggishly press forward, tucking yourself into his side to be closer to his warmth.

"'s cold"

your voice is raspy, and filled with annoyance as you hook your leg tighter around one of his, the other throwing itself over his waist with abandon, foot dangling off the bed. megumi chuckles at you.

"you're the one that did this to the blankets" he mutters as he tries to fix the covers with his one free hand. it's a difficult task, and you're absolutely no help. in fact, you make it worse by refusing to unlatch your legs from his, keeping the blanket in it's knotted condition.

"did not" you mumble, shifting your head up to bury your face in the crook of his neck. you nuzzle your nose in fondly as you feel your tiredness take you over again.

"did so," megumi argues in his own mumble, finally getting a corner of the blanket free, and tucking it over you. you hum in content, and he feels your lips curl into a smile against his neck. "you goin' back to sleep?" he asks, wrapping his other arm around your waist to keep you close if you were.

"mm, maybe," you punctuate the idea with a small kiss to the side of his neck. "only 'f you stay with me"

he chuckles again, sending a vibration through his chest and against our body that makes you curl further into him.

"i can for a bit," megumi says, one of his hands dragging over your bare arm, fingers skimming over your skin comfortingly.

you sigh in bliss, and bend the leg that you've thrown over his hips to tuck your knee on his other side, strategically ensnaring him. he drops one of his hands to your thigh, holding it against him and happily allowing you to trap him.

"w'nt me to make you breakfast 'fore we have t' go?" he offers, and you're humming again with sleepy eagerness.

"w'ffles" your lips brush over his neck as you speak- if you could call your incoherent murmurs speaking- and again you plant a kiss there.

megumi smiles to himself as he squeezes your leg affectionately. you had a sweet tooth in the mornings, and it reminded him of when he was a child, having to eat pancakes loaded with chocolate chips and whipped cream because the man-child that had taken him in also craved sugar first thing in the morning.

somehow, you manage to make this memory of his pleasant. even though there had been multiple instances that he'd been sent home from school as a young boy, his stomach unable to handle all the sugar at seven in the morning.

"alright," he agrees, kissing the top of your head. "i'll make you waffles"

for some reason his gentle kiss to your forehead made you want a real one enough that you stirred from your spot and lifted your head.

he smiles as you lean up to him, your eyes still shut as you blindly lean forward to press your lips against his. it's a little messy, you'd planted your kiss against his upper lip and his cupid's bow, but you'd seemed satisfied with the affection as you kissed him there once more, before tucking yourself back into the cozy spot against his chest.

"g'morning, b' th' way" you murmur, and it takes him a minute to decipher what you'd said in your hazy state of mind.

megumi pressed his nose to the crown of your head, giving you a few more lazy pecks, aiding you in relaxing enough that you could drift back to sleep.

"g'morning, pretty girl" he murmurs back.

your fingers drew mindless shapes against his hip bone, tracing over his abdomen and along the elastic of his sweatpants before going back up his hip again. despite your fingers being warm, they left trails of goosebumps in their wake.

you feels you fall back to sleep as your breathing evens out as does the rise and fall of your shoulders. he's too awake to sleep now, but he's happy to spend as much of his morning holding you while you rest in his arms- and on his chest and waist and legs. there's nowhere else in the world he could even dream of being. ___

a/n: i am too soft rn i swear megumi fluff is going to be what kills me one day and i will simply accept that fate.

xoxo (+RIP) ~ jordie

[allyheart707]

Are you still taking art prompts?

I had an idea! It would be fun to see a little crossover between your fic and your comic!

Ex: Due to some cosmic glitch, Leo connects with LS Donnie instead of EDHPMW (tricky acronym lol) Donnie. Confusion ensues.

Leo: Where's Donnie..?

LS Donnie: I'll do you one better, WHO is Donnie?

Anyway, no pressure. Love to see your updates!

- Later, in a different universe -

Donatello. It was a name that felt as if it had been stuck on the tip of his tongue the second Carol had brought up naming them. He wasn’t sure why it felt so right, or where the warm feeling came from- like a dream long forgotten, but it was the perfect name. Raph, the snapping turtle, had insisted that he was their brother and this name was the second piece of evidence that pointed towards that possibility. The first one, of course, was him being a mutant turtle. 

He still wasn’t sure he could trust the two strangers- especially the other one… Heishi. He had been nothing but a menace since he arrived. It seemed he was trying to get them in trouble. Currently, the slider was desperately trying to convince his brother- Michelangelo- to further break their bed. 

“If we pull this part off here I bet I could use it to make a weapon! Now that would be a distraction!” He pushed Mikey, who looked to his brother for the answers. 

Donnie shook his head- that would almost certainly get them in way more trouble than it was worth. Plus, they just wanted to go outside, not to hurt anyone. Mikey frowned, but turned back to Heishi and shook his head.

“Nu-uh, mm sorry, but they would get really mad if we broke our bed.” Mikey answered, making Heishi groan.

“Hmmm, welllll… what if I promise to show you all my cool warrior moves?” Donnie knew exactly how this would turn out, and groaned as his brother let out an excited squeal.

“REALLY?” He gasped, and Heishi gave him a big grin.

It did not take much to break his little brother, who thought on the new deal for only a second before giving in and nodding.

“Okay! But only if you do it on my bro’s bed- er… Dee’s bed! He likes his bed cuz the cameras can’t see it!” He whispered the last part as he pointed to the bottom bunk where Donatello currently sat, staring at the both of them in disappointment.

“You're going to get us all in trouble, you know.” He offered, but Heishi was already yanking on the middle rung to their bunk, attempting to pull it from the bed.

“Yeah! An’ what if they put those handcuffs on you again?! Or worse?” Raph added, making Donnie nod- at least someone had some sense.

Of course, his brother and Heishi were not listening- both now on his bed, pulling against the rung until there was a resounding C R A C K and they both tumbled backwards- the wooden rung now in their hands. Ugh.

“AH-HA! Now this is a plan!” Heishi shouted triumphantly, holding up the splintered remains of their bunk as if it was something spectacular.

Donnie turned and flopped against his pillow- refusing to see the end of this. ‘Will they fix our bunk?’ He wasn’t sure. When the light broke a few weeks ago- they fixed that but… him and his brother have never broken anything on purpose before. ‘They took away our books… would they take away their papers next? Or their bunk? That is what they broke so what if-’ Donnie shook his head, burrowing it further into his pillow- 

‘no, Carol wouldn’t let them take their bunk. Plus, how would they fit it through the door? It wouldn’t fit!’

‘... wait… how did it get into the room? … was it always here?’ Donnie lost himself to his thoughts as he watched the large snapping turtle pace back and forth at the door and attempted to ignore the delighted chattering between his brother and Heishi.

“Master Draxum says I'm too ‘small and weak’ for big weapons… but he does let me use a wooden sword sometimes! I’m really good with it too!” His words were followed by whooshing sounds and Donnie's bed bobbing up and down with each thrust of Heishi’s “sword”- making Mikey gasp in excitement. Even Raph seemed to be a little impressed, stopping his pacing to watch, big eyes wide in a mixture of nervousness and awe. That only fueled the fire in Heishi. Ughhhh. Curiosity got the best of Donnie and he finally decided to turn his head to watch the ‘greatest warrior’ swing his ‘sword’ around.

He couldn’t stand on the bed without hitting his head, so instead he was moving around on his knees- despite that rather awkward position, he was keeping himself upright which was already a little impressive. He moved with surprising speed, twisting his arms and slashing the sword about as if fighting some imaginary enemy. Every time Donnie thought he would hit the wall or one of the bedposts he would pull away just in time and begin another set of random exercises. 

It was… a little … cool.

Then, as Donnie tried his best to cool his expressions and Heishi swung upwards for what looked like a finishing blow, that the sword exploded in blue light. Heishi screamed, throwing the sword and hitting his shell against the wall as they all stared wide eyed at the bright blue that danced over the sharp wooden stick.

-Meanwhile-

-To Be Continued- (??? If people are interested.)

I thought it would be fun that, for the crossover, they switched media! My comic being written, and my fic being in comic format! :DD

I was so nervous to post this and kinda went blind re-reading it over and over again soooo there are probably grammar/spelling errors I missed. Sorry about that- I might go through and edit them later?