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headoverheelsforramsey · 2 years

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Mini Hiatus & Taglist Cleanup

Hello, hello everyone! It's that time of the year again. End sems have approached and I'll have to take your leave and dissappear into the depths of my books once again.

I'll be around but I won't be active much until my exams end, I'll certainly miss this place while I'm gone and I can't wait to be back already!

This time I'm including my first ever taglist cleanup. It's been quite some time that Open Heart has ended and many people have left and moved on and I think I need to sort out my taglist.

Here is the pairings I right for currently :

Ethan x F!MC (Meera)

Aurora x M!OC (Kevin)

Jackie x Harper

And I plan on writing for these pairings very soon :

Bryce x F!OC (Lina)

Sienna x M!OC (Noah)

The rules are pretty simple :

If you want to be added - just comment or message me with the list you want to be on.

If you want to be moved around - just comment or message me with list you want to be on.

If you want to be removed - you can let me know or just simply ignore this post, there will be no hard feelings I promise.

To everyone who is willing to stay just know I am so grateful for you and your love and support means the world to me. To those who choose not to, know that I have loved and cherished sharing my stories with you and I'll always be grateful for you wanting to read my works. The cleanup will go upto 11th of August because that's when I'll return after my Hiatus.

My current taglist just has two sections :

Perma (all fics and edits)

Fandom Events (MC Monday, TikTok Tuesday)

Just so y'all know perma won't be tagged in the fandom events so if you want to be on that list you'll have to mention it to me separately. I'm also gonna increase the sections of taglist so everybody can choose whatever the feel like reading. So here is the different categories, feel free to just refer to them with their respective numbers when replying.

Perma (All pairings, all fics, all edits)

Fandom Events (MC Monday, TikTok Tuesday, etc.)

Fics only (All pairings, all fics)

Edits only (All pairings, all edits)

Ethan x Meera only (All fics and all edits feat. Ethan and Meera)

P.S. : I'm only making pairing specific taglist for Ethan and Meera only because they constitute 90% of my works but you can totally request to be on the taglist for any other pairing I write for. I am all about catering to whatever you want to read.

Well that's it I'm sorry if this felt too long I haven't done this before and I wanted to express myself clearly. I'm gonna go now, see you guys in about a month.

Love, Sruti 💜

Putting my current taglist below the cut :

Perma : @starrystarrytrouble @mm2305 @charisworld @choicesfanaf @potionsprefect @genevievemd @shanzay44 @little-flowers-on-heaven @schnitzelbutterfingers @coffeeheartaddict @gryffindordaughterofathena @chemist-ana @adiehardfan-deactivated20211021 @custaroonie @ireneadlerisseggsy @takemyopenheart @natureblooms24 @mainstreetreader @lawyerlies @a-crepusculo @quixoticdreamer16 @starryeyedrookie @sincerelyscarring @thebluestonedpendant @kit-rookie-princess @wanderingamongthewildflowers @peonierose @tessa-liam

Fandom Events : @gryffindordaughterofathena @quixoticdreamer16 @peonierose

#Taglist Cleanup #mini hiatus

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a-crepusculo · 2 years

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Hi Mia♥️ Can you please add my to your taglist? Your Five Senses series is my addiction 🥰

Hi there, friend!

Eeeeeek!! Thank you so much for your kind words, my dearest. I'm honored that you loved my Five Senses series. Please know that I have added you to my taglist, and I look forward to knowing and interacting with you so much more! 🤍

#question and answer #openheartforeverinmyheart #taglist cleanup

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riseandshinelittleblossom · 2 years

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So I am going to attempt to dip my toes into writing again after a couple of years. The Fandom has changed so much and I'm not sure who is still here or who is even interested so I'm posting my last taglist to see who wants to remain on it before I begin posting again. If you would like to be added or removed please let me know. No hard feelings either way, just a clean up.

Tags: @leelee10898 @fullbeaumonty @choiceswreckedme @ritachacha @itsstillnotwhatyouthink @blackcoffee85 @indiacater @drakesensworld @carabeth @daniv2278 @cosigottahavefaith @gibbles82 @innerpostmentality @perfectprofessorherokid @darley1101 @jovialyouthmusic @liamxs-world @thequeenofcronuts @blznbaby @zilch3382@wannabemc2 @jasieschoices @aworldoffandoms @lynne1993

#taglist #taglist cleanup #its been a long time #fic writing

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tveitertotwrites · 2 years

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Tag List Clean up

Hi everyone! So I am doing a tag list clean up as I hope to start posting more soon. You can either reblog, comment, or put it in my ask box if you want to be added. If you're currently on my tag list you don't have to unless you want to be removed.

Perma Tags - Fics, Edits, etc of any character/pairing

Weekly activities only - only tagged in MC Monday, Tiktok Tuesday, Thirsty Thursday, etc.

Fics Only - only tagged in fics

Edits Only - only tagged in edits

Ethan Only - Anything that involves Ethan

Tobias Only - Anything that involves Tobias

Bryce Only - Anything that involves Bryce

Jackie Only - Anything that involves Jackie

I will stop taking submissions at 11:59 EST on December 3rd.

Current Perma Tags: @bendriversolo @cariantha @crazy-loca-blog @ofmischiefandmedicine @rookiemartin @zahrachoices

#open heart #open heart fanfiction #choices open heart #taglist #tag list cleanup

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arlerts-angel · 8 months

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🖤⛓️🔞| 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐥. 1: 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

a/n: welcome to the official first installment of kinktober! today we'll start off with some softcore stuff; headcanons/how our men pleasure themselves; a look into their pants and if they use any assistance to do the deed 😮‍💨

cw: descriptions of male masturbation methods, dick sizes/descriptions, toys mentioned

taglist: @callm3senpaii @la-undercover-latina @dilfkentolover @arlertwitch @nigthmar3moon @darkstarlight82 @daddydynamight @softlilpeachxx @ringsofsaturnnnn @millennialmagicalgirl @i-literally-cant-with-this

🖤 armin arlert:

x-ray: armin's pretty average at about 5 and 1/2 inches! he has more length than girth and curves ever so slightly upwards. he is so smooth, loves to be clean shaven.

method: armin loves to use a small bullet vibrator and stimulate his taint while he masturbates. sometimes he'll go even further if he's feeling brave. it gives him the most intense orgasms (besides his partner) and usually makes him a noisy, whiny mess. when armin cums, he cums in his hand for relatively easy cleanup.

assistance: armin doesn't care to watch porn but he will look at pictures you send him or watch videos of the two of you fucking.

🖤 eren jaeger:

x-ray: eren packs a nice 7 inch cock, and it's thick too. his pubes are the same shade as his hair and are trimmed neatly, doesn't mind letting them be wild sometimes, though.

method: eren likes to edge himself. he likes to take his time when he masturbates, so he'll stroke his cock and get incredibly close to cumming and just stop, leaving his cock red and throbbing. eventually he'll spill his cum over his tummy once he's had enough.

assistance: eren watches porn frequently, less when in a relationship or not at all if his partner isn't comfortable with it. he loves to watch girl on girl porn or dick riding videos.

🖤 levi ackerman:

x-ray: mans has the thickest, juiciest cock ever and you cannot tell me otherwise. length wise he's slightly above average, close to 6 inches.

method: every now and then, levi will use a cock ring when he jerks off. he loves how hard it makes his cock and allows him to last longer during his jerk off sessions. levi has a designated cum rag that he uses to finish in so as to not make a mess.

assistance: levi absolutely does not watch porn. he knows it's completely unrealistic and thus does not add any fuel to his fire. he prefers to use his imagination.

🖤 jean kirstein:

x-ray: well, let's just say he's got a cock that matches his face ;) homeboy is packing heat. a solid 8 inches, all length.

method: jean likes to use his non-dominant hand to jerk off. he turns his hand so that it slides down his cock forefinger first. he'll twist his hand ever so slightly, as if someone else was stroking his dick for him. jean does the deed in the shower, so he lets his cum spurt out against the shower wall and down the drain.

assistance: jean likes to use pictures or videos you send him, much like armin does. he will occasionally watch porn if he feels compelled to.

🖤 connie springer:

x-ray: connie has an average size, maybe slightly below average penis. but what he lacks in length he makes up for in width, and wit.

method: connie likes to play with his balls when he masturbates. he'll twirl them around between his fingers or pull them up and down rhythmically as he jerks his cock. connie cums into tissues, though they're not the most effective at actually catching the spurts.

assistance: connie always has SOMEONE in his phone willing to send nudes to him, relationship status be damned. single? he's got hoes. taken? he'll happily ask for nudes from his pretty baby. he loves to watch amateur porn too.

🖤 reiner braun

x-ray: do i even have to say it... HIS COCK IS MASSIVE. reiner is big and beefy in all the right places. i'm talking porn star cock. 10 inches and it's thick.

method: reiner uses lots of lube. he's big and girthy so he needs a little extra sum sum to get him there. he also likes to jerk it in the shower every now and then, but if he's not in the shower he's definitely in the bedroom, cumming buckets into your bra or panties.

assistance: reiner loves to have phone sex. there's something steamy about only hearing you moan and talk dirty without seeing you touch yourself.

🖤 bertholdt hoover

x-ray: this man is the definition of pencil dick and i mean it in the nicest way possible. his cock is as tall and thin as he is, and he knows how to use it.

method: bertholdt doesn't use any special toys or lubes. he'll either spit in his hand and jerk it or use some lotion if he happens to be near some. he usually saves his jerk off sessions for late nights, so he finds an old shirt or sock to cum into.

assistance: i cannot explain it, but bertholdt gives me the vibe that he saves every nude he's ever been sent and uses those to help him jerk off. also has a thing for revenge porn.

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justlemmeadoreyou · 9 months

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Drunk Y/n

major fluff in this one. i have a test tomorrow and im lowkey freaking out. but ive studied. i have no idea what will happen.

pairing: boyfriend!harry x reader

word count: 593

masterlist || drunk harry blurb

. . .

"harry harry" you whispered, and harry flinched,almost toppling over the bag of groceries he had bought.

"jesus!" he yelled and quickly jogged to turn the kitchen lights on.

"harry!!" you got up from where you were sitting in front of the microwave and jumped him,wrapping your arms around his neck and trying to climbup on him.

"y/n! what are you trying to do!? hey!! stop climbing on me!" he pulled your hands in front of you. he graɓbed you by your waist and made you sit on top of the kitchen island.

"what happened? why are you sitting in the kitchen like this? you scared me, you know that?" he put hia thumb on your cheeks, caressing them.

"what? i didn't mean to scare you!! i was just trying to hide." your words were slurring, and he realized you were drunk.

"what!! who are you hiding from?" panic rose up to his face, and he held your face in his arms, making you look into his eyes.

"my notes. and books. and the papers. they are so scary. but i ran away and hid here, so they won’t find me." you replied, almost proudly at your decision. harry slumped his shoulders, somewhat relieved that you weren't in some actual danger.

"y/n, lovie, are you drunk?" he asked, putting his palms on your head, which was pushing into his chest.

"no! why would you say that? did my books tell you? i told you they are bad, and scary." you huffed and put your head on his chest.

"no, they didn’t. how would they? what did you drink anyways?"

"vodka" you giggled "it was hidden in my drawer."

"oh, lovie. you have a test tomorrow."

"i know. that is why i saved up some. will drink it before taking the test."

harry shook his head, surprised at how ridiculous you were being.

"no you won't. nothing like that will happen under my watch. come on. get up. let's get you to bed."

"yes! i will. it helped me run away from those scary monsters on my bed. and i don't want to go to bed! they are there!"

"lovie, you’re stressed. and scared. for the test you have tomorrow. but don't worry. you've studied. you'll do well. i know that."

you pouted, grabbing him tightly. he lifted you up and carried you to your room, and gasped at the volume of study materials lying around.

"see, they're scary. now take me back to the kitchen. i want to sleep there." you clung back to him, but he made you sit on the couch.

"wait here. i will gather them and keep them aside."

"but i-" you tried to protest, but he lifted your right hand up, and kept your index finger on your lips to keep you quiet.

you huffed and pouted again as you watched him cleanup. he arranged the bedsheet properly, and put you on the bed.

he gently put your head on your pillows, and pulled the blanket on you. he tried to get up, but you grabbed his wrist.

"no! don't leave me!" you said softly.

he smiled and sat beside you, holding your hands on his lap.

"'m not leaving. i'm right here." he put one hand on your head, softly massaging your scalp. he felt you relax and close your eyes, falling into sleep.

"i love you harry" you mumbled quietly.

"i love you too, sweetheart," he replied, softly kissing your head as you fell asleep, still tightly holding his hand in yours.

. . .

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maochira · 11 months

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Can you do blue lock big brothers (like the itoshi siblings, otoya, kaiser, ness, and karasu, and whoever else you want) baking with their younger sister? like scenarios or headcanons? thank you!!

Sure!!

Requests open! - masterlist

Tags: gn!younger sibling!reader, fluff

Rin and Sae

-one of the few times when they work together decently for the sake of not dragging down your mood

-they're about to start little arguments most of the time, but as soon as they hear your voice saying literally anything they back out of it

-it also kind of reminds your brothers of how they used to bake and decorate your birthday cakes with your parents before Sae went to Spain

-you originally didn't plan to decorate the cake, but the nostalgia in your brothers got too big, so Rin got sprinkles and chocolate out of the cupboard (the only things he found), so he ended up decorating the cake with Sae

Otoya

-he lets you do most of the work, but he helps a little bit. But 80% of the time he's just watching you

-he does all of the clean-up, though. So the work is fair

-he requires you to stay in the kitchen while he's cleaning up, though. And that's when you realize the entire time he didn't care at all about baking but instead your big brother only wanted to spend time with you to talk

-he was the one who suggested baking a cake though??? Why didn't he just ask to hang out in your or his room???

-he wanted to eat cake. That's it.

Kaiser

-he's not a huge fan of baking, to be honest. But he could never say no if you ask to do something together

-he chose a very complicated recipe that's definitely way above both of your skill levels when it comes to baking

-but the oh so great Michael Kaiser absolutely inisted on sticking to that recipe even when ten minutes into it, he realized he barely understands half of what the recipe asks for

-you manage to save the cake somehow. It turns out a lot different from the original recipe, but still tastes good

Ness

-he always tries to find at least one activity you can do together on weekends, and this time it turned out to be baking

-he got very excited for it even days earlier. Mostly about spending time with you, but also because you planned to make his favourite cake, which he hadn't eaten in years

-the recipe ends up being harder than you expected, so there are a bunch of struggled but your brother somehow manages to fix them all

-he's doing all of the cleanup in the end while you get to decorate the cake!!

Karasu

-he spends more time messing around with you than actually baking. Like you've barely started mixing the batter and suddenly he starts dumping flour on your head

-it kinda annoys you but you get revenge by touching his face and clothes with your hands full of flour

-you end up with an insane mess in the kitchen that needs to be cleaned up before your parents come home

-you let your brother do most of the work, though. After all, he's the one who started messing around

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gloomwitchwrites · 10 days

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Congratulations on 1k followers! That's amazing!!

Could I please request Soap NSFW Alphabet pretty please??? <3

Thank you so much!!!

Ugh, Soap. I love that man. Really, I adore all of the 141 men, but Soap is such a goofy guy. And an NSFW alphabet about him? Yes please. You are indulging me, anon.

1k follower event rules

NSFW Alphabet Template (with a few changes)

Word Count: 1.3k

ao3 // taglist // main masterlist // 1k follower event masterlist

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

This might be a controversial opinion, but Johnny just isn’t that great at aftercare. Not that he doesn’t try—he absolutely does try—but it’s not up to the standard that it could be. Johnny will snuggle you, and cuddle, but everything else beyond that might slip is mind. Johnny only thinks about cleanup when his cum is on your body and not in you.

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

He loves your neck and he loves the way his hand looks when it’s holding on to it.

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

While Johnny loves finishing inside you, he also loves marking your body with his cum. He fucking loves kneeling over you, jerking himself, and painting your stomach, thighs, and chest with his cum. He loves it even more when you clean yourself up by wiping it up with your fingers and putting them in your mouth.

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

Once had a foursome with a random woman at a bar that Gaz and Ghost joined in on. While the three of them didn’t interact with each other, Johnny couldn’t help but admire.

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

Johnny is experienced. He knows what he’s doing, but sometimes his enthusiasm wins out and he gets a little sloppy. If he’s absolutely lost in the pussy, he’s likely to slip out repeatedly and be a bit of a mess.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy. He loves being able to see your ass and squeeze it while he’s fucking you. Johnny also loves the fact that he can watch his cock slide in and out of you. Turns him on.

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

Totally goofy. He loves being silly with you before, during, and after. Even when he messes up or something goes wrong, Johnny can make a joke out of it and keep going without a second thought. But sometimes all he wants is to be deep inside you and being goofy isn’t something he’s interested in.

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

Carpet matches the drapes, and Johnny is groomed. He knows he’s an attractive guy, and he takes care of himself.

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

Johnny and intimacy are a bit of a mixed bag. When it comes to every day acts of intimacy, Johnny is pretty good. But intimacy during sex can be a little bit of a toss-up. Johnny will verbally affirm how you make him feel during the act. When he’s completely lost in your body, Johnny is more prone to murmuring and whispering how much he loves you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When he’s with you, there really isn’t any need for Johnny to masturbate. When he’s on leave…Johnny does masturbate and he’s only ever thinking of you when he does it. It gives him plenty of time to think about all the stuff he wants to do with you when he gets back.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Spanking. He could get off just smacking and playing with your ass. Begging. Johnny loves it when you beg for his cock or his mouth. He’ll draw it out and won’t give in until he’s good and ready.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Johnny is down for any place, any time. Just say the word and he’s down.

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

Highly motivated. Usually all it takes it for you to give him a hint and he’s on. But Johnny is deeper than that. He adores physical touch. Passing touches, and even the intentional ones, make him yearn for you.

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

Choking and breath play. It’s not that he isn’t completely open to it but Johnny doesn’t want to accidentally cause you harm. Your safety is important, and anything that might potentially hurt you is off the table until the two of you can figure out a safe way to do it. He might like his hand on your neck during sex, but he’d never put pressure on it or squeeze.

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

An absolute giver. Johnny is ravenous when it comes to oral. He loves eating you out and hearing all the sounds you make while it happens. He equally enjoys receiving, and loves it when you take him deep.

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

Johnny is more on the fast and rough end. He can be slow and sensual but it is always intentional when he does. Johnny is typically steady. If he’s moving fast or even rough, it’s because he’s completely lost in you and is seeking his end.

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

Loves a good quickie. Adores them. Sometimes Johnny will just bend you over the nearest thing and have his way with you.

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

Johnny is down to take risks in the bedroom. Some of the harder stuff might be off the table, but he’ll be willing to do it.

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

Lots of stamina. Like…an insane amount. All this man needs is to cockwarm a bit before he wants to go at it again.

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

Thinks they’re silly, and will be a complete goober with them if brought into the bedroom.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

An absolute tease. Johnny is unfair to the bone. He will tease and play until you’re begging for relief.

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

Johnny isn’t loud but he is very vocal and liberal with his moans, groans, and grunts. Johnny is a moaner at the end. Cannot change my mind about that.

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

Although Johnny never verbally says it, he loves watching you undress. While he loves it in an intimate capacity, he also loves it when you’re just changing your clothes or stripping before hopping into the shower. He is always in awe of you.

X = Xtra (an additional headcanon)

When he’s hitting it from the back, Johnny loves holding the back of your neck or tangling your hair in his fist and pulling lightly.

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

High. Johnny would happily go all day and all night.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Immediately. Don’t need to say more.

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drabbles-mc · 7 months

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It'll Get Done (Pt. 2)

Richie Jerimovich & F!Reader

Carmy Berzatto & F!Reader

Find Part 1 Here

Warnings: 18+, language, alcohol, canon-typical vibes

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: My writer's block has been brutal lately because of lift things, which is deeply unfortunate because I wanted to NaNo this month. But! I did write this for these guys. I just want to put them in rooms and let them talk to each other forever.

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Richie didn’t make it back before the end of the day. You only noticed because the kitchen was a little quieter. Not quiet, of course, but quieter. There was one less person that Carmy was yelling at and arguing with. It was amazing how much it cut down on the noise level.

Every now and then as Carmy raced back and forth between the front and the back of the house, you could feel him lingering behind you. The kid exuded stress in a way that you didn’t know was possible. You understood why, because most people if they were thrown into his position would’ve jumped off the sinking ship rather than trying to scoop the water out with a soup ladle, but sometimes you still felt like you should strap him to the chair in the office and force-feed him some of Richie’s Xanax.

You empathized with him. Or you empathized with him at least more than Richie did, which was a low bar these days. But despite the compassion you were dredging up to give him, there were still plenty of times when you felt him standing behind him and all you wanted to do was spin back around to him and ask him what his fucking deal was. It was easier to refrain from doing that on days when Richie was there because he would say it for you.

Carmy came all but skidding back through the kitchen towards the register, going back and forth between muttering and shouting, “Behind,” as he made his way through.

“Calm down, Jeff,” Tina said with a laugh as she went to take her pot off the stove.

You felt your jaw clench on Carmy’s behalf. Tina was knowledgeable about a lot of things and one of those things was, most definitely, how to get under Carmy’s skin. It wasn’t a difficult code to crack but there were so few people in the world who could do it with such expert precision. Her and Richie were two peas in a pod that way.

“It’d be easier for me to calm down, Tina,” Carmy snapped as he kept walking, “if we were able to pay our goddamn vendors!”

She was shaking her head at him—you caught it out of the corner of your eye. But you also noticed that she didn’t say anything more about it. Content to go back and lie in wait for something else to pop up that she could nettle him about. The end of the day might’ve been approaching quickly but you had the feeling in the pit of your stomach that she would be able to find something else before she clocked out without having to work too hard.

When Carmy came back into the kitchen a little while later, he was walking at a much slower pace than he had been before. You were sure that some of that had to do with the fact that the last of the customers had left, and presumably whatever vendor that had showed up looking for money had also left.

He looked on as everyone slowly but surely worked through their cleanup processes. He wasn’t looking at you, but you still asked him, “All good?”

His head snapped in your direction. “What?”

You couldn’t help the laugh that slipped out of you. It wasn’t funny per se, but if you didn’t laugh about it you’d end up crying. “What can I help you with, Carmen?”

He shook his head. “Nothing. N-nothing. No one can help me with,” he let out a huff, raking his hands through his hair, “fuckin’ anything.”

“Little dramatic,” you replied honestly, sarcastic but kind, “but alright.”

It got a weak chuckle out of him. “You know what the fuck was going on in Mikey’s head with all that shit?” he asked as he gestured to the office.

You didn’t have to turn and look where he was pointing to know how bad the mess was. You’d seen it while Mikey was making the mess. You’d been seeing it as Carmy made almost no headway in cleaning any of it up. You didn’t blame him for that. If you’d been in his position, you wouldn’t have any idea where to start either.

“Thank fuckin’ god no,” you finally answered him.

He pressed his lips into a thin line for a second as he nodded. “Yeah. Yeah that seems to be…yeah.”

“You should—”

“You can head out, Chef,” Carmy cut you off, and you didn’t know if he even realized that he’d done it. “I’ll finish cleaning up.”

You shook your head. “I can clean up my shit.”

He motioned for you to leave. “It’s fine. I got it.”

“Carm…”

“Seriously,” he reiterated. “Go.”

You looked at him for a moment, and that’s when you could see it in his eyes, the silent plea to just let him have some time to himself. You knew that feeling—it was the whole reason you’d shown up as early as you had that morning in the first place anyway. You knew better than to tell him that he should leave. He wasn’t going to and all it was going to do was turn into an argument. You didn’t need another one of those.

“Fine,” you said with a nod. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You ditched your apron and switched back into your casual shoes, stuffing everything else into your locker while you grabbed your bag and your jacket. Neither you nor Carmy spared each other another goodbye, or any other words in general as you headed out.

There was no point in getting your car keys out of your bag, not when the bar you went to with Richie all the time was within walking distance. The couple blocks felt way longer when it was cold out, but it wasn’t that bad yet.

The bartender recognized you when you walked in, giving you a smile and a nod as he moved to start pulling your drink together before you even sat down. He waited for you to get situated before asking, “Flying solo tonight?”

You laughed as you pulled your phone out of your bag. “That’s an excellent question. Let me call—” The rest of the sentence died on your tongue when the door to the bar flung open and Richie strode through. You instantly let it drop right back into your bag, eyes fixed on Richie even though you were talking to the bartender. “I’m not flying solo tonight, no.”

“Can’t believe you came over here without me!” Richie said as he walked over to you.

“Yeah, well,” you looked up at him from the stool you were sitting on as he clapped his hands down on your shoulders, “least I ordered you a drink.”

He laughed, leaning more onto you. His tone shifted completely as he spoke. “Have I ever told you that I love you?”

You rolled your eyes. “You can always tell me again.”

He kissed the side of your head. “I love you.”

“Damn right,” you said with a nod as Richie plopped down on the seat next to you. You waited until he was comfortable in his seat, leaning forward with his arms braced against the edge of the bar with his breathing evened out, before you tried to have anything resembling a real conversation. “Where the hell did you go all day?”

“What do you mean?”

“You expect me to believe that it was guys and places all day?” You were only bringing it up because, much to Carmy’s dismay, Richie usually was at the restaurant all day every day the place was open. He’d pop in and out briefly for whatever errands he assigned himself, but other than that he was present and accounted for. Being gone all day was noticeable, at least to you if no one else.

It was written all over his face that he was thinking about not elaborating. You saw the shifts in his expression as he tried to come up with a joke, or a lie, or anything besides getting into the reality of it all. But then when he looked you in the eyes again, all he could do was be honest with you. “Tiff called. Had to go pick Eva up from school.”

You nodded. “Got it.” You paused. “Wanna talk about it or—”

“No, no,” he laughed, shifting back into his usual demeanor. “We’re not doing that. You don’t get to do that.”

You let out a confused laugh. “I don’t get to do what?”

“You don’t get to try and use Eva to get out of telling me what the fuck your dumbass boyfriend did!” He paused as the bartender set both your drinks down, taking a moment to thank him before shifting his attention right back to you. “You first.”

You huffed, wishing that you could get out of it again. Even with things that were much lower-stakes, there was only so long that you could dodge Richie and his endless line of questions. You took a long sip of your drink as you tried to figure out what you wanted to say, how you wanted to try and say it. There was no way that you could tell the story that would end with him being anything but pissed off about the entire situation. You couldn’t blame him for that, either. After all, you were still pretty pissed off about it yourself.

“It’s nothing new,” you said, a cop-out you knew that he wasn’t going to accept.

He shook his head, looking down at the glass in his hands before looking at you again. “Tell me the old news, then.”

“I’m done being angry about it, Richie.”

“I’m not,” he replied with no hesitation.

It got you to laugh, at least. “That’s because you’re never done being angry about anything.”

He waited for you to look at him. “You’re really not gonna tell me what he did?” He paused, and when you didn’t say anything, he added on, “That bad?”

You shook your head, drumming your fingers on the outside of your glass. “That pointless.”

“Ah,” he waved you off with that same smirk you’d seen from him so often over the years, “another drink or two and I won’t be able to get you to stop talking shit about him.” He missed the look on your face as he looked back down at his drink and shook his head. “Fuckin’ jagoff.”

You chuckled, nodding. “Yeah—that we can agree on at least.”

“Speaking of which,” he gestured towards the door of the bar, “how was the fuckin’ executive toddler chef the rest of the day?”

You smiled, rolling your eyes. “An absolute gem once you walked out the door.”

For a split second you could see it on his face that he almost believed you. Then he smartened up and gave you a playful bump against your shoulder with his own. “Fuck you.”

#the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu #the bear fanfiction #richie jerimovich #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto #richie jerimovich x reader #richie jerimovich x you #my writing #it'll get done #fanfiction #drabblesmc

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junkissed · 1 year

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Hi, I'd like your thoughts and thots on Kim Mingyu please.

hello beloved mars !! i hope you enjoy :)

member | boyfriend!mingyu x gn reader genre | fluff, smut, headcanons (bullet points) word count | 350 warnings | reader is implied to be shorter than gyu in the "thoughts" section, mentions of food/cooking, vaguely sub!mingyu in the "thots" section but both he and reader are mostly switches

mentions of smut below the cut - minors dni

thoughts:

he’s a busy man, but he’ll always make time for you, especially when it comes to meals

on days he’ll be home late, he’ll prep food for you that you can just pop in the microwave or the oven. he leaves a cute lil note with instructions on it

on his days off or days he’s home early, he’ll set aside time and cook something really nice for you

he loves going grocery shopping with you (though it doesn’t happen often because of your schedules). he’ll slip your favorite candy into the basket when you aren’t looking and hide it to cheer you up on a rainy day

since he cooks, you always offer to do the dishes and the cleanup, but he always refuses and wants to do it together. he jokes that it’s because you can’t reach the cabinet to put the pots and pans away, but really he just likes spending more time with you. you wash and he dries :)

thots:

he’s pretty kinky but he also likes soft and slow sex. it’s a 50/50 chance if he’ll want you to tie him up and make him cry, or if he’ll want to bounce you on his lap while he makes out with you

he will eat you out like he hasn’t eaten in months. the most enthusiastic head giver you’ve ever seen

he’s SO whiny and he’s extremely sensitive. you both use this to your advantage

he’ll beg for anything and everything. if he can cockwarm you. if he can cum inside you. if you can let him cum. “please” is his favorite word

going back to how sensitive he is… nipple play. if you edge him for long enough he can cum just from you touching his nipples. it drives him absolutely crazy

he’s vaguely into pet play, but not too much. he’s a big fan of the nickname “puppy” though

he likes to be humiliated (usually also mixed with degradation) but only if you cuddle with him afterwards and coo about how much you love him and how good he is. he just wants to be your good boy

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emeritus-fuckers · 3 months

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death i require

cuddles with alpha

please pookie

Heated Snuggles :3 -Death

“Living Heated Blanket” - Alpha Ghoul x GN! Reader

You were seriously considering murder as you trudged back to your room. After a large storm had hit, you were redirected to the garden to assist with cleanup. Ending up doing intense physical labour for most of the day to get fallen branches and tipped planters set right.

You were very sore. Very tired as well.

Though neither of those things prepared you to find Alpha waiting in your room, snuggled underneath your blankets purring. That was a surprise.

As you stood watching, the ghoul rolled over, looking at you tiredly.

“Hurry up and get in here…I want to sleep but you’re thinking too damn loud.”

Apparently you still were taking too long, as the large ghoul grabbed you and dragged you into bed. Shoes and robes being removed quickly as he settled back in. Your eyes wide.

“How did you-“

“Hm? Oh some maintenance ghoul let me in, only a few siblings were working in the garden. A fire ghoul was assigned to each one of you…luckily you got the warmest one.”

He teased, winking at you. You huffed softly, cheeks heating up as warm hands started to rub into your sore muscles.

One large benefit to fire ghouls was certainly their existence being fuelled by hellfire. The warmth seeping into your skin to bring relief from the unpleasant ache.

“Alright, now it’s time for a nap…you worked hard. Someone will bring dinner up for us. It’s time to rest.”

You wouldn’t have stayed awake long. There was no winning against the extremely warm ghoul holding you close.

At least his tits were good pillows…even if Omega’s were better.

Written by Death.

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seokmthw · 1 year

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nightmares | park gunwook

⇢ pairing: gunwook x reader

⇢ warnings: fluff

⇢ word count: 700

prompt #14 "please don't cry, we're both here and we're both fine"

⇢ note: writing for gunwook is so lovely but can you guys believe this is one of the only requests i have for him? it's a little insane, like the imbalance of requests per member baffles me JEOWNWBWKQ (special shout out to my favorite wook stan @zerobaselove i had you in mind writing this)

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gunwook stirred in his sleep, flipping over on his side and attempting to reach out to grab you and pull you closer, but to no avail. he grumbled discontentedly, scooting himself even farthing in to your side of the bed - just in case you were on the edge of it somehow - and finally decided to open up his eyes and look for you upon flailing his limbs once more and still not finding you.

he was greeted by emptiness, furrowing his brows in confusion and concern, wondering where you could possibly be when it was this deep into the night. he sat up, feeling his dark hair sticking out every which way, but he didn’t care. he glanced over at the clock on his bedside table, greeted by the fluorescent red numbers that read 3:52am.

he swung his legs over the edge of the bed, bare feet being greeted by the cold hardwood flooring beneath them. your bedroom door was cracked, giving him a small inkling of where you could be, and decided to pull it open, greeted by the gentle stillness that blanketed your shared home. it was almost eerie, and could feel his heart beginning to sink at the idea of you randomly leaving him in the middle of the night - though he knew you would never actually do that.

he started in the kitchen, thinking that maybe you had gotten up to get a glass of water, but everything remained untouched from your after-dinner cleanup. next was the living room, though that was vacant too. he raked his hand through his hair, fear now settling into the pit of his belly.

he caught a glimpse of your restless figure sitting on a chair that decorated your front porch through the window, your legs curled up beneath you and one of the throw blankets you had likely picked up from the couch wrapped around your shoulders. he made his way to the front door, quietly opening it so he didn’t scare you, and padded outside, quickly grabbing your attention.

he knew something was wrong from the way he was able to see your tears glistening in the dim moonlight and the deep frown adorning your lips. he crouched down in front of you, warm hands finding their resting place on your thighs, and asked, “what’s wrong, baby? why are you out here so late?”

“i’m sorry for waking you,” your voice was fragile and barely above a whisper, fresh, hot tears now streaming down your face, “i was hoping you would stay asleep if i came out here.”

he tilted his head ever so slightly to the side, gaze softening upon hearing your words, “you never have to apologize for something like this. what’s got that pretty little head of yours awake so late?”

you fell silent at his question, bottom lip beginning to tremble slightly. he gently rubbed your legs, allowing you to take all the time you needed to collect yourself, finally telling him, “i had a really horrible nightmare about you and i just… couldn't fall back asleep after waking up from it.”

anything else you wanted to say died in your throat, instead replaced by a loud cry, your body instinctively melting into gunwook's as he opened his arms to you, engulfing you in one of the warmest, loveliest hugs.

“please don't cry, we’re both here and we’re both fine,” he mumbled into your hair, taking note of the way your fists balled up into his t-shirt, as if you would lose him at any given moment.

he added, “if you ever have a nightmare like this again, you wake me up, okay? i don't want you to ever feel like you'll bother me by doing so.”

you simply nodded, your breaths finally falling into an even rhythm as you listened to his heartbeat, your eyes growing heavy at the cozy feeling he was providing to you. sighing, you stated, “i’m sleepy, wookie.”

he squeezed your frame, helping you rise up onto your feet, his lips planting a gentle kiss on your forehead as he said, “let's get you to bed then, my love. i’ll make sure to protect you from those dreams.”

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giggly-squiggily · 1 month

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Inked (Big Windup)

Heyo! Guess who's back with Big Windup Content! :D I had this little ol' thing sitting in my WIP for weeks before realizing I should finish it up and post it lols, and here I am to do so! I hope y'all like it! :D

CW: Swearing

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Summary: Tajima after writing a massive "1" on Mihashi's back decides he should do it for Abe too. The other disagrees, leading to a rather giggly compromise.

“Hold still! Lemme write it!”

“No way! I told you I don’t need it!”

Tajima was back at it again, a black marker in hand as he tried once more to mark Abe. He figured the clean up hitter had let it go after a while, but nope- he was ever insistent on drawing a massive number “2” on his back!

“Why are you resisting so much? It’ll make Mihashi feel good!” Tajima was halfway to his target, eyes dancing as he flinched each way Abe tried to escape. “Don’t you want to be in a team with him?”

“I’m already in a team with him- I don’t need a number to prove it!” An opening had appeared! Abe made a dash for it-

“GOTCHA!” Tajima cried, leaping at him and sending them both flailing into the field. “Now hold still!”

“Tajima, I already told you, I don’t need a number!”

“Come on- think of Mihashi!”

“It’ll never come out!”

“It's an erasable marker! It’s good for clothes!”

“Tajima!”

“Oh okay- if you’re really against it.” Abe heard the marker being recapped, a small sigh of relief escaping his lips.

“Can I at least draw a “2” on you with my finger then? No ink, I promise.” Tajima asked, a clear puppy eyed pout in his voice. Abe closed his eyes as he pressed his face into the field.

“Give me the marker.” It appeared before him. Alongside a second one. Abe turned a bit to raise a brow.

“You always need a backup.” Tajima shrugged with a sheepish laugh. The catcher rolled his eyes before flopping forward again.

“Fine. But JUST with your finger. My mom will be pissed if I come home with sharpie ink all over my uniform.”

“I told you, it was erasable! I only use a sharpie for Mihashi.” Tajima giggled as he got comfortable, sitting up and positioning his finger. “Ready?”

“Sure-” Abe got out before immediately wincing, startled by the tingling sensation of Tajima’s finger running down his spine. “Mm! T-Tajima, lighten up!”

“Does it hurt?” The cleanup hitter asked, doing so. To Abe’s dismay, it only made it worse.

“N-No it ti-ihihihiihckles!” The catcher yelped before dissolving into laughter, fists curling against the grassy field as he kicked out a leg, trying his best not to throw the other off. Maybe all that time spent with Mihashi made him more accepting to tickles? “Tahahajima, huuhuhurry uhuhuhup!”

“No way..” Tajima gaped down at him with wide eyes. Then he grinned. “Did I just discover a new tickle spot on the Abe Takaya? How lucky am I?”

“Doohohohn’t say my nahahame like thahahhat! Gehahaha, if yohoohu’re dohohone, get ohoh-EEHEHEH!” The catcher arched even more when Tajima switched from tracing to scratching, dancing one finger up and down the invisible “2” he drew on his friend’s back. “Doohohohn’t doohohohoho thahahhahat, yohohoohu ahahhahhahass!”

“What? I gotta fill it in! Can’t go around having a outline- no one will be able to distinguish it from a number or a pe-”

“Iihihihihihit’s nohohohohohot ehehehehheven viihihihihihisblehhehehe! Whahahhat doohohohoes it mahahahhatter if ihihihihit’s fiihihihilled in? Nohoohoh ohohohone’s gohoohhohonna knoohohohow!”

“I will! And I’ll always be haunted by my unfinished work! Be still- my canvas; the artist is at work!” Tajima doubled his scratching, increasing Abe’s giggle fits and yelps of laughter tenfold. “Now that the actual number is done, let’s add some color!”

“TAHAHHAJIIHIHMA!” The catcher all but shrieked when his ribs were suddenly grabbed, fingers pressing in at both sides. “WHAHAHAT HAHAHPPEHEHED TO THE NUUHUHUMBER?”

“Relax, I’m getting my pens! They’re somewhere in here…” Tajima continued to “search” for his pens within Abe’s ribcage, narrowing in on the terrible spots along his upper and lower sets just to keep him laughing. “Man, I really need to organize this space better. They’re all over the place in there! Abe, you gotta stop moving so much; the pens keep rolling away!”

“STHAHAHP FUHUUHUCKING TIIHIHIHCKLING MEHEHEH THEHEHEHEHEN!” Abe cried, thrashing like a fish out of water as his worst spots were drilled into. Above him, Tajima giggled like a child, delighted.

“Oo, you’re saying bad words! Bad Abe! Hehehe!” Finally, Tajima pulled his hands back, returning to his spine as he finished putting the last few touches onto his “design”. The tickles died down to a comforting amount, leaving Abe coughing through giggles as he caught his breath. “There we go..and done!”

The catcher let out a huff of air as Tajima climbed off, far too tired to get up and chase him. Around him chatter continued, the boys laughing over the sight or carrying on with whatever conversation they were having prior. Footsteps shuffled into view soon, coming to stand before him.

“A-Abe..I erm, brought you this..”

Something cold and paperlike touched his hand. Abe all but shot up at the water, taking and downing it in one greedy gulp. “You’re a lifesaver, Mihashi.”

The pitcher squeaked with shy pride, cheeks warming as he smiled at his hands. “I’m glad…and erm- I’m sorry about Tajima..I didn’t think he’d try to erm, you know…”

Ah. Abe resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he looked at the markers left abandoned in the grass.

If ONE uniform was kinda stained, maybe his mom wouldn’t be too mad…

“Go get Tajima.” He sighed in resignation, making Mihashi squeak in surprise. “Tell him to use an erasable one, cause if we can’t get it out, I’m kicking his ass.”

“Oh..Oh! Oh, erm- okay!” The pitcher nodded, practically vibrating with joy as he ran to get said clean up hitter. Shaking his head, Abe fell back onto his stomach in the warm grass, accepting his fate.

If it made Mihashi do his best, then let him be inked.

Thanks for reading!

#Big Windup #tickle #tickle fic #squiggily writes the things #abe takaya #tajima yuuichirou #fluff #back tickles for the soul #I had fun writing this one! :3

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the-possum-writes · 5 months

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Hiiii!! I just finished watching AT again, and i been loking for some FinnxReaderxFern fics, and i read ur at content and i just love it.So i was hopping if i could request a fic where Finn and Fern has this, confrontation? Jelousy talk? about each other's feelings about reader!!

You can Say no if you don't wanna do it, but i would really apreciated<3.

[Confronting their feelings about you]

❥Character(s): Finn, Fern

❥Tags: SFW, canon typical violence, expressing emotions, gender neutral pronouns for the reader

❥Synopsis: What started as a simple afternoon dedicated to cleaning turned into a short lived but intense knife fight when you came up as a conversation topic.

❥Wordcount: 1000

❥A/N: I want this gress boy to heal so i'll take whatever chance i get to write him learning to overcome his Finn jelousy.

❥Taglist: @foxpearlwilder

Today is a typical day for the guys; a knife storm has just passed, so they are calmly brushing away the residual weaponry from clogging the top of the treefort, like they do when there is hail or dry tree leaves. "There's less daggers compared to last time, makes ya wonder why huh Fern?" During the cleanup, Finn speaks aloud, the idea circling through his mind a few times

"Hmm, probably because of climate change." Fern disputes bluntly.

Finn pauses in his sweeping to glance up at the sky, contemplating to himself before offering his own two cents. "Or is it because the knife god is dissatisfied with the number of swords and knives forged this year? That the sword-smiths probably have a secret society where they sacrifice things in exchange for good materials." The longer the human boy rambles, the more Fern is interested by the explanation and begins unironically contributing his own perspective.

"What if the knife god sends us knives to test if they're nice and sharp?" The offer compels Fern to stop sweeping as well, although his reason for doing so is more of a curiosity to see if his human brother can figure out what he is thinking about. With them still being the same guy, Finn shares that challenging expression in his eye.

Fern swoops down and throws a knife at Finn, but the boy rolls to the side and retrieves a knife from the ground just in time to deflect the second knife thrown at him. Fern attempts to continue throwing blades at his playmate, but he only draws closer in range, forcing Fern to sidestep the pointy jabs directed at him as he grabs his own knife, and they begin sparring right there with the brooms long forgotten. They go at it for a while till Finn notices the sun leaning over the horizon and remembers something.

"Okay okay that's enough, let's wrap this up before the sun goes down."

"Got somewhere to go?" Fern asks as he hops from side to side, still energized from the spar.

"Yeup, a friend wants to collect kelp samples for a college project and I promised I'd help."

"Kelp samples?" Hah! That's boring..." His smile faded. "Wait.. you talking about the biology student that's always cooped up at Turtle P's library?"

Finn confirms, "That's the one." While the human boy skipped happily at the thought of you, Fern's jaw tightened as he felt an unpleasant stir in his chest. Finn had his back to Fern and was in the process of picking up his fallen broom when a knife imbedded itself just next him, missing his palm by only an inch.

"Who knowsss what kind of trouble you'll sstumble into when you're out there collecting kelp sssamples, you could get ambushed by kelpies or banditsss," the grass boy explains with a low tone and a snake whisp in his tongue before his voice shifted back to normal. "They are my friend too! and the last thing I want is to find out they got hurt because you weren't able to help. Now, pick up that knife and show me you can protect them from anyone and anything."

Finn considers the challenge, normally he'd never say no to one but he's grown familiar enough with Fern's mood swings to know it's that darn octopus messing up his head again, but if there's any best way to get it out of his system it's by sparring. With that goal in mind, Finn acepts the challenge even though it means fighting Fern when he's at his "most intense". The duel starts just like the previous one but the longer it went on the more Finn came to realize it no longer had the same playful approach as before, it became all the more apparent whenever Fern purposely scratches at him every time he left opening rather than playfully bump him with the butt of the dagger.

"They're my friend I'd never let anything happen to them!" Finn grinds his teeth as their blades collide.

"I knew them way before you did, i was gonna ask them out... before..." Fern stutters for a second, giving Finn the opportunity to kick him in the back of the knee and knock him down.

"Before you turned into a sword right?" Despite the takedown, Finn's tone softens as he assists his brother in standing up. "So that's what has you all jumbled up. Fern, remember what I said about bottling up your feelings?"

"That I should use my words." He nods like a scolded child.

"How about you share'em with me?" Finn held Fern in hug before giving him a much needed squooze.

Fern sighs. "You know more than anyone why I like them. And when I heard you were going out with them I guess I got a little jealous."

'Right just a bit,' Finn thought, but didn't dare to speak it out and upset his grass bro. "Have you considered asking them out yet?" The human youngster suggests, "You know, like on an actual date and not just collect samples." It sounds simple enough to him, but Fern's inner struggle makes it not so simple.

"I did. But after the whole "I turned into a sword and then the grass disaster," I had a feeling that they wouldn't even want to look at me." Fern deflates and drops down Finn's grip while he explains, but Finn holds him up again.

"Well, you'll never know unless you try it out!"

Fern turned his head in the direction of his human counterpart. "What? But what about YOU? I am sure you have a crush on them."

Finn scratched the back of his neck. "I mean, I do. They're really amazing with the knowledge they have about a bunch of stuff, however... I've already dunked on my other relationships, if anything I'll probably ruin this one too."

For once, Fern sees a part of himself in Finn that isn't just superficial similarities; the hesitance and self-doubt are all too familiar, and despite the little devil inside him telling him to exploit Finn's weakness, he instead tries to encourage him. "Finn, you're a great shot ."

A knock on the door and a doorbell ring from below the tree fort, followed by your familiar voice asking for someone to open it. The two brothers exchange glances before Fern breaks the silence. "How about we each take our shot and let them decide?" he asks, offering a peace deal with a handshake.

"Sounds good."

#finn the human x reader #adventure time x reader #fern mertens x reader #fern mertens #finn mertens #reader insert

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