#but snuggling is allowed and accepted and encouraged

[doublel27]

Alright, @paperstorm and @liminalmemories21 , based on this post, and your very sweet anon who asked what Carlos thought about TK getting snuggly with his dad:

Carlos is a man who wouldn’t imagine an adult relationship with his father with that much physical contact or intimacy and seeing this very attractive man who has an amazing relationship with his father probably was really, really appealing to Carlos.

We know, now, after four seasons, that Carlos desperately wanted a better relationship with his father than the one he had. When Carlos meets the Strands in 1.01, he finds a father and son team who work together who came down from New York, together, to join the 126. And the idea for Carlos that you could have an active working relationship with your father where the two of you were on the same team and there was as much respect as TK clearly had for his father when Carlos deeply believes his father never wanted him to be in law enforcement because he’s too soft. Carlos Reyes cannot imagine a world in which he is allowed to work with his father and be so unabashedly proud of him.

And then, LATER, at the bar, when Carlos is looking at this man who is actually too attractive to be real, he watches as TK snuggles in and leans on his father, and I agree with @paperstorm that part of this is about touch and that TK is snuggly and this is a good sign. BUT ALSO, that a grown man would cuddle his father in public and his father would ALLOW it. WILD. INCONCEIVABLE. And so very attractive to a man who I think WANTS that.

Which leads me to the part of my essay in which we get to how this leads to 2.04. It’s no secret, I adore 2.04. The lead up from 2.02 when TK is like “you spend so much time around my crazy family, when do I get to meet yours” and Carlos being like “refill?” and then the issue got forced at the farmers market. In the fight that ensues after the farmer’s market, the thing that Carlos says when he explodes is about how not everybody grows up with parents that threw the closet door off the hinges. Because Carlos is deeply envious of TK whose parents didn’t go silent when he came out and then pretended it didn’t happen. He’s envious of a TK who if he had tried to marry a woman a year later would have been like “Ummm….what the actual fuck, TK?” and made him sit and talk about it. (Do I still hate this storyline, yes? But it fits the narrative in this way) and like…not only did you, TK, come out and be accepted and encouraged, but it didn’t put a chasm between you and your parents of what they thought a man should be and what you were.

Like Owen Strand accepts and encourages the man that TK is. He accepts that TK is a gay man who is incredibly physically affectionate with anyone he loves and that’s okay. They still have a physical relationship and it’s not a problem and it’s actually something that is encouraged, meanwhile Carlos hasn’t said an honest thing to his father about who he really is and what he wants outside of showing his father he’s a good cop and a good man. And like, they’re not-not physically affectionate, Gabriel is a hugger, but the hug in 2.08 where Carlos is clearly craving more because his father whispers in his ear about the right kind of instincts still hurts every time, and the way he’s so pleasantly surprised with the hug from his dad in 4.08 after he asks Gabriel to be his best man and they hug for even a little longer and it’s just so happy that it’s relieved almost and that required a lot of work on Carlos and Gabriel’s parts to get there.

And so yeah, I think if we think about who Carlos says he was, and who we knew him to be in season 1, this man who was very clearly locked up in his own sense of who he should be versus who he is at his core, and what he craves. The narrative throughout season 4, that Carlos brings up, is that TK was the key that unlocked a lot of the parts of himself he didn’t accept and wanted to fix. And I think he saw this grown man who is gay and his age having the kind of relationship he wanted with his father and that man’s father not only accepted it but openly encouraged it and wasn’t embarrassed…I think it meant the world to Carlos.

I think he saw TK and not only wanted him but wanted to believe that the life TK had was possible for himself, and he wanted to get there. And damn it he did.

Which I think made it even harder for Carlos, in seasons 1 and 2, who was working to get rid of the idea that the queer parts of him and the parts of him that didn’t live up to the machismo of his community were broken and in need of fixing, to introduce this very unabashedly unashamed person to his parents. In 2.04, Carlos talks a lot about not wanting to shove his gayness in his parents’ faces, because in some ways the concept that being gay is something in him that needed fixing comes from his family and their lack of conversations in the years before TK.

To introduce TK to his family is the chance to have them confirm that they do feel that way, to reject Carlos and TK, to a man who strives for perfection and doing the right thing…terrifying. Not only for Carlos, but for someone to come and wound TK like that. So he avoided it, until he ran right into it…and then was mad because TK gets from Gwyn and Owen something Carlos wants desperately, and TK has always had it. And then to think of Carlos afraid of his parent’s reaction to TK when Gwyn and Owen just like love Carlos unconditionally…yeah…yeah, I think he was into it and envious from the start.

Which makes me want to go rewatch scenes between Carlos and Gabriel for their physicality for more research. Damn it, haven’t wanted to do that in awhile. Also, if the show would kindly retcon the murder of Gabriel Reyes and I can have a redo of the finale with Gabriel as Carlos’s best man (even though I hate that trope and want Carlos to have friends) as the start of season 5 I may start to forgive them.

(Please go watch With, Love to be filled with joy and rage about what we could have had as Benito is at his other gay son’s wedding…)

#911 lone star #tarlos #carlos reyes #carlos reyes meta #tk strand #owen strand #gabriel reyes #tarlos meta

[robynlilyblack]

Good morning bun

Remus lupin x fem! wife! reader

Summary: Remus wakes up next to his wife with nowhere to be, leading to a decision thats been a long time coming

Warnings: swearing, lil suggestive in places but nothing explicit, mentions of food, eating, sex, contraption, periods and pregnancy, kissing, and remus being utterly lovesick with his wife

A/n: 2.7k words, this is sheer self indulgent fluff btw x reader is a rabbit animgus, I always wanted to write a fic with a remus that actually loves himself and it's been a while since I wrote something just for me x please enjoy!

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Remus' face scrunched up, lazily squinting his eyes before they fluttered open completely. He didn’t bother to look at the time, it could have been eight in the morning or four in the afternoon for all he cared, everything that he needed was currently snuggled next to him.

He was laying on his back, you on your side facing away yet your hand was still loosly intwined with his. The summer heat and late-night activities called for this, you couldn’t cuddle like normal due to Remus being a quite literal pressure cooker so you opted for holding hands behind your back…well it was more like your arse by now but that was beside the point

Remus shifted onto his side, smiling that the covers you had initially kicked off you went to sleep were now engulfing you like a little cocoon of comfort. He never lets go of your hand, only tugging it slightly to encourage you to turn around and he can see the face he just adored.

It takes a few minutes before you move an inch but when you eventually turn you hum a little in your sleep, almost like your unconscious self was scolding him for making you move, an act more than endearing to him. 

His hand plays with yours. The light shining through the open window while the curtains flap gently from the breeze. It was the epitome of mornings. Sheer perfection. Just you, him and nowhere to be

The flutter of light dances over your skin, giving you an almost ethereal look, just divine. Cheek adorably squished against the pillow, nose twitching as you slowly drift from your own dream, leg attempting to lift up as the light sheets slip down again.

His eyes glaze over your figure, smile turning cheeky as your baggy shirt had ridden up during the night, exposing the your upper thighs, hips and sweet pudge of your stomach he just worshipped

Years ago, he would have averted his eyes, scolded himself for staring, but now? He let himself admire you. His love. His bunny. His beautiful, beautiful wife.

He eventually slips his hand over your side, fingers trailing over the bunched fabric before gently bringing it down, savouring the feeling of your skin as he slips a finger beneath it while his heart warms at your forming smile

“Mornin’ bun” he accepts the roughness of his voice and no longer masks it, you loved his scruffy tone

Your smile widens, eyes remaining closed as you speak “Mornin’ Rem” just like you he adored the slight coarseness in your voice

His fiddling with your shirts stops, moving instead to trace little shapes over your lower hip. You then shuffle closer, chests mere centimetres apart when your eyes open.

That award-winning smile never leaves your face. In fact it’s even better now he can see those pretty eyes, eyes filled with more love than he could never fathom, that was if he'd never had the pleasure of meeting you. 

It was funny, the first 15 years of his life he convinced himself he didn’t deserve a love like this. Then you came along and slowly he started to love the parts he hated, every kiss, every kind word, hug and more all accumulated to him knowing he was allowed to let himself love and more importantly accept another's knowing he deserves it

“Hi” he says, nuzzling his nose with yours

You still grinned like a schoolgirl every time he does that, the same way you did when you were seventeen and he loved you more than the same, his love exponential when it came to you

“Hi” 

“Hi” he repeats again but this time his arms slips from your hip to your lower back, pulling you flush against him

You welcome it, moving closer yourself before he hears you giggle softly and realises his not so little morning problem

“Sorry” he isn’t, not one part of him apologetic

You smile coyly at him

“I’m not” you whisper before bringing your lips to his cheek, right on one of his more prominent scars

His eyes close when you linger there, remaining so as you begin to litter kisses over all of his former imperfections. His jaw, his neck, shoulder, bicep…all the way to his palm.

You had kissed every scar on his body multiple times, so much he had now lost count. He used to tense up at it, hate it, but now he relished in it. The attention. The closeness. The intimacy. His younger self would be in awe if he could see him now, see the way you loved him

“Pretty wolf” you say, tone soft, sweet, words said with the upmost love before your lips coming back up to peck his

He smiles at the name, cheeks impossibly high on his face, narrowing his eyes as they open

“Pretty bunny” he returns, watching your expression mirror his only shier

His lips capture yours slowly, honing in that there was no rush, no need to speed through this moment. Your hands still intertwined, squished between your bodies while your free hand moves around his waist and his cups your cheek, tips of his fingers gracing your hairline

“I could kiss you forever” he murmurs into your lips, breaking away breathless as his hand slips from your face down your side teasingly and he grips your thigh, softly hoisting it up around his torso and moving you onto your back

You giggle "I've got no where to be" you quip, hand finally leaving his to wrap around his neck, bringing your lips to his as your leg pulls him closer, eliciting a groan from him

He can feel the vibrations of your own as he presses a little harder into you and his lips find yours again. The passion slowly increases with each fevered kiss shared, eventually leading to him making his way down your neck, latching on and holding his smile at your sweet reactions

“Do you…oh...fuck” his movements stop, closing his eyes

You tilt your head, a giggle escaping your lips, not of mocking but he knows what you're thinking, especially as you raise your eyebrows “Did you?” you still check

He shakes his head “No” he lets out a chuckle, kissing your cheek quickly “We don’t have any condoms left”

Your mouth forms an ‘o’ and a bashful smile appears “That's okay…" your eyebrows knit briefly "I thought we had one left?”

“I broke the first one I opened last night” he explains with a slight cringe but you nod with kind understanding and peck his lips, letting him know it was okay 

“I can go later and get some more, we need more veggies anyway” you say casually

Remus gently rolls over onto his back, bringing you with him. Your leg draped over his while his thumb flicks rhythmically over the skin of your upper thigh, your hands slipping down from his neck, one resting on his chest while the other slithers down to rest in the valley between your bodies

Most wouldn’t need assurance for something like that but Remus had his reasons and you more than respected them. He couldn’t risk pregnancy with his condition as not only was the child at risk but you could be too, who knows what a child afflicted with lycanthropy could do to your body

There were potions for this kind of thing but when you were on them during the earlier years of your relationship they caused a lot of problems. Your hormones were all over the place, period irregular, perhaps it was just the kind of potion you were on but he didn't want you to go through all of them plus muggle ones so he suggested you come off it. Condoms were pretty effective nowadays anyway.

He was nervous about the decision at first, just in case one of the little guys got through but then he saw how your mood got better, pain got easier, period like clockwork now your hormones were balanced again.

And that risk Remus once deemed it to be slowly became less so, in fact, if you were accepting of course, he almost ready to take it

“More veggies?” he questions, fond of the way you hide your face in his neck to hide your embarrassment

“Yes” you extend the syllables and he can feel your pout

“Do we really need them?”

"Yes" your voice even weaker, more embarrassed

"And why would we need them when I bought some mere days ago?" he continues to berate you, taking pride in it, sniggering at your huff

“I got peckish while you were at work...and may have raided the rest last night went you fell asleep” you finally admit, not that it would ever take much for you to do that when it came to him

He holds his chuckle, smiling so bright his cheeks hurt. He remembered the moment you ask him to become an animagus when you were both 17 and freshly dating. He said no of course, in fact he could still see your sadden pout in his mind yet also remembered that you didn’t push it further. 

You asked again at 19 after you moved into his parents' old cottage which was technically new now after it was rebuilt by his father. The old memories of his turning demolished so he could start anew and he agreed that time, never looking back.

He was constantly reminded that it was the right choice, from the little traits you picked up to the comfort of smelling your scent during his transformations. And of course you, the girl in love with a real life wolf, became a rabbit...and no his friends never let him live it down

“I’ll go with you then...but later” he holds you close “Cuddles first” he didn't care if he sounded like a baby, he denied himself physical touch way too long and he'd no longer be appologic for wanting it

You smile into him “Thanks Rem” you murmur placing a kiss into his neck

“Whatever keeps you out of the garden bun” he teases, chuckling when you play bite him for that

“One time” you mutter, tugging your head in further and pretending your mad

He turns his head to kiss your temple “One time this month maybe”

You huff through your nose causing him to shiver at the sudden breath “Sorry” you pull away, kissing his jaw as your head finds its way down to his chest before resuming your mad pout “You know it’s not my fault I married a granny that likes to garden” you argue

He pokes his cheek “Yes but the key word there is you married me. You chose to spend eternity with this granny bun” he wiggles his eyebrows, seeing the little smile you try your damndest to push away

“True…but I married you in spite of your granny status” that's a lie, in fact his love of gardening passed onto yourself so much it led to many a lazy day caring for his garden and your greenhouse...and yes he built you a greenhouse

“Liar” he narrows his eyes 

You stick out your tongue, it's childish yet endearing to which he smirks, licking his lips

“You’re lucky I can’t resist your charms, ya know” you say smiling, pressing your lips to his clothed chest before laying down on it, eyes staring absentmindedly out the window

“I could say exactly the same bun. Although if I ever do resist them feel free to eat the entire garden out of spite” he offers, deciding you were a better view than the window

“Now that's real love” you half joke

He giggles with you

“I think the warm weather is over now” you say a little randomly

“What makes you say that?” he never takes his eyes off of you, there could have been a unicorn outside…no if there was a unicorn he would totally look but I’m sure you understand the sentiment

“There's a robin” you note and he smiles “Don’t they say when you see a robin it means there’s snow coming?” you ask yourself, needlessly expanding when he’s positive you’ve told him this before, last year in fact, yet he doesn’t tire of hearing it

“Snow in July huh?” he says a little teasingly “We live in Wales bunny not Scotland” 

“Anything’s possible if you believe Rem” you maintain and he chuckles

“Fair enough, if it snows any point this month I will do the dishes for the next” you giggle at that, especially he'd probably do the dishes anyway

"Got yourself a deal" you say still laughing

“You know, we may need to change you to one of the bunnies in Disney movies”

“Yeah? That mean no more bugs then?” you ask turning you head so your chin rests on his chest, tone almost hopeful even if you did grow to adore the name

“Well I’ll give you a choice” he poses and you nod swiftly “You can keep bugs, or we can change it to…” you eye him then, realising “...thumper” he can’t help but chuckle at the name and then laugh harder at your face

“No” you say lowly like a whisper, shaking your head so quickly you look like your malfunctioning “Nope nope…call me bugs forever, I will never complain again”

“What’s wrong with thum…thumper” even he can’t make it through that time, chuckle breaking the first attempt

“You know full well what's wrong with it!” you’re laughing now too “James and Sirius would have a field day!” you cuddle into him, vibrations of your chest matching his

“Oh merlin they’d never let you live it down…neither will I just so you know”

“But you’re allowed to” you lean up and kiss his cheek “Them, not so much…you think Lily would forgive me for eating their garden?”

“Given the circumstances she’d help you” he chuckles remembering the time he found you and Lily napping in your greenhouse together as a doe and bunny like you really were the live action version of Bambi “What would Pad’s punishment be?”

That seems to have you stumped, opening your mounth before pursing your lips in thought

“Pads got this new dog bed for himself be a real shame if it went missing” he tells you casually, smiling at your giddy reaction

“It’s a plan…hypothetical plan...of course...for if that situation arose” you needlessly backtrack

“Of course bun, completely hypothetical” 

You lean up and peck his lips before shifting back down again to lay on his chest, resuming your previous gaze but this time he sees your eyes fluttering a little, tiredness overcoming you once more

“Sleepy?” 

You hum in response “Good morning night rem” you say cutely, cosying yourself into him deeper, his chest acting as your personal pillow

His heart felt like it could burst, not merely due to the cuteness of your goodnight but more from the accumulation of all little moments like this one hitting him at once

“Good morning night to you too bunny” he kisses your hair then lets his head settle back into the pillow, not to sleep though, but smile down at you for a bit, a decision forming in his mind

In all your years together, from the moment he happened to be partnered with you in herbology to now you had never pushed him, gentle nudges yes, but never forced him to go quicker than he was comfortable. 

Everyone you both knew got married at 20 yet, despite having been together longer, you never said one mean word to him for waiting

He would never forget the look on your face when he did ask you though. The happy shock that painted your face at first, clearly not expecting it it the slightest, followed by the way you barely looked at the ring and instead launched yourself into his arms with a mantra of yes’ coming from your lips

You were always patient and knew how lucky he was to have found someone like you, someone who knew how he loved and knew that even if took him a little longer than others to make the next step, it didn’t mean he loved you any less. 

Maybe that’s way he knew he was ready for the next one, the years unconditional love leading to him truly loving himself had all led to this. He was still scared, terrified even, but a good kind, the kind you get when you know it's going be the best decision you ever made

“Bunny” he whispers, squeezing you gently

“Yeah Rem?” you hum, voice a little dozy

“We’re only getting veggies from the shop”

Thanks for reading 💛

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[littlexscarletxwitch]

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴

paring: florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): nsfw, soft smut, kinda kinky, morning sex, kinda subby!flo, more like a pleaser

warning(s): MDNI, +18 ONLY read at your own risk, explicit smut, wlw sex, a bit of somnophilia (if you squint your eyes), vaginal fingering (r receiving), oral sex (r receiving), grammatical errors, unedited

word count: 0.9k

request: this was requested by the lovely 💦🍯 anon, sorry it took me so long to get this one done. I hope you like it, sorry it's kinda short.

note: I'm so happy with this one, I wanted to keep it cute and short and lovely and I'm so happy with the results. I hope you guys like it as much as I do. I'm not an native english speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake. Love you all! <3

requests are open! + check my rules here + masterlist <3

The sunlight slipping through the curtains is what finally made her open up her eyes.

It was Sunday morning, Florence looked at her watch and realised it still was quite early to be up, especially since it was her day off and she planned on sleeping in.

Your soft snoring made her fix her gaze on you. She smiled to herself as she watched you sleep, finding some comfort in the way you breathe in and breathe out. You looked so peaceful, not a single trace of worry in your face.

She thought she should let you sleep a bit more, get some rest from the previous night activities the two of you had shared. She moved closer to your body, seeking both comfort and warmth. As she snuggled up to you, her hand trailed up your almost-naked body. Your unconscious body shivered at her touch and she softly chuckled at your reaction.

She slowly moved her hand further down your abdomen caressing your soft skin. Not getting a reaction out of you, she went to leave soft kisses on your neck and jaw. This time you did move your head, as if wanting to give her more access to your sensitive skin for her to kiss and bite as much as she wanted. Which she gladly accepted.

As her fingertips traced circles in your stomach, her lips were kissing, biting, bruising and sucking your skin. Soft whimpers and groans would come out of your lips from time to time, which only encourage her to keep on tasting you.

But it soon wasn’t enough, just kissing your skin wasn’t enough, she wanted more of you. She gave your jaw one last kiss and started moving her lips further down your body. She took the thin bed sheets covering your body off of you and left kisses and love bites all over your chest, but still wasn’t enough. Her lips brushed your nipples over the bra and she kept on moving south. She trailed a path of kisses down your stomach and finally reached the part of your body she had been desperately in need of.

She placed her fingers over your cover cunt and slowly traced tight circles right above your clit. That was what finally made your eyes open.

“Flossie?” you softly called out in a sleepy state. “What are you doing, baby?”

“Just relax, love. Allow me to make you feel good, alright?”

“Flo, I–,” a moan cut your words as she moved her fingers through your slit.

“You are so wet, Y/n. I can even feel how wet you are through your panties, love. Please, let me take care of you,” she almost begged.

You only nodded at her, your brain still asleep to give her a proper answer.

“Thank you,” she whispered, almost too low for you to hear but it still reached your ears.

She gently took off the cloth covering your cunt, and carefully spread your legs apart. She left kisses all over your inner thighs, a bite here and there, your breath was getting heavier as she did as she pleased. Your core was getting wetter and wetter as she made her way closer to where you so badly needed her.

She gave your cunt a kitten lick and then another, making you squirm and arch your back, pushing your core into her lips. She took the hint and finally went to suck on your clit. Your hand flew to your mouth to stop the loud moan about to escape from your lips as soon as her lips touched your sensitive spot.

She kissed, bit and sucked your cunt, and then gently pushed a finger inside of you.

“Shit,” you whimpered, not being able to hold back as the pleasure was becoming too much for you to handle.

She thrusted her finger in and out of you, at first at a slow pace, wanting to go slow, not wanting you to come right away, wanting you to enjoy the moment. Then she added a second finger, picking up the pace a little bit. You groaned as her fingers stretched you out, your right hand went to her short hair and pulled her even closer to your cunt. She moaned into your core, the vibration sending shivers up your spine, getting you closer to your release.

“Flo, please, I’m so close,” you breathe out.

She wanted to extend the moment, but you sounded so sweet that she couldn't deny you. She started to thrust her fingers in and out of you faster, as she sucked on your clit, whirling it with her tongue. You spread your legs even wider, wanting to give her more access but she was already as close as she could be, nose and mouth buried in your cunt.

And with a loud cry you came undone, repeating her name over and over again. She helped you ride out your high, still sucking and thrusting, getting all your juices, cleaning the mess you had made out of yourself.

“Good morning,” she said once she was done, and went to kiss your lips.

“Good morning to you too,” you chuckled in her mouth.

She laid right beside you, hugging you from your back, snuggling into your neck. You yawned as she wrapped her arms around you.

“You are tired already?” she joked.

“Yeah, I just need a second…” another yawned cut you off and soon your eyes were closed once again.

Florence giggled and decided to actually let you sleep this time, it was still early in the morning, sleeping in wouldn’t hurt anybody. She kissed your cheek and finally drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3

-M

#florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #florence pugh x fem reader #florence pugh x y/n #florence pugh x you #florence pugh smut #florence pugh imagine #littlexscarletxwitch's fic #requests by lovely anons ‘๑’

[cherryjuiceblues]

Do you think Harry would ever try to help her out with little things when they’re out with friends or something and y/n is so worried about people thinking she’s weak or not a feminist that’s she’s like “no it’s ok!” Even though she would love to just have her Harry take care of it? Like maybe (probably later) they have some friends over to Harry’s place or something and she’s just trying to get herself some water or open a bottle of wine. But Harry sees her begin to struggle to reach the glass or get the cork screw in so he’s like “ here baby let me help you”. And he wouldn’t make a big deal about babying her obviously so in his mind it’s nothing! But y/n would quickly try to say it’s fine and she can do it, because she doesn’t want people to think she’s not competent enough to do a simple task. But eventually after some more struggling and some raised eyebrows from Harry, when the guests turn their backs or leave the room she’s looking up at him with pleading eyes and he quickly finishes it up for her before anyone can tell.

Maybe later he would want to ask her what was wrong and make sure she communicates her feelings with him. But he would assure her that no one would ever think of her that way, and if they did he wouldn’t allow them in his home <3

this is so special anon 🥹 i love this so much :(

harry wouldn't even think that him helping her out would be something to notice or to be considered odd. because, of course, he should take all her bags for her when they're shopping and, of course, he should pay for her, and speak for her when she's shy, and encourage her to sit down or drink some water. he's just taking care of her like he always does :( and maybe a friend throws out a truly offhanded comment, "wow, harry really answers to your beck and call, huh?" and people chuckle but y/n suddenly feels sad and embarrassed because... was she useless? was she ordering him around? was she making a fool out of herself? and harry doesn't make a big deal out of it because he instantly sees her deflate and doesn't want to upset her further. but he'd say, "just taking care of the lovely lady." and like turn the focus on something else :( and then y/n would try to take her own bags and not cling onto his arm and she withdraws a little. and when they get home, their friends are staying for dinner and they need to bring some extra chairs from another room. and usually y/n would ask for help but she does it all on her own, and harry sees her trying to carry like two chairs at once and he scrambles to help her. and her voice is small :( "it's okay, i can do it," but she's still frowning, and maybe she feels ashamed that she's really struggling. and then with drinks, she'd get all overwhelmed trying to sort everything out because harry always takes care of this stuff :( but she insists that it's fine ! and then when she disappears to the kitchen, harry follows and just pulls her into his chest and says all the right things. "you are a big girl, y/n. i know that, everyone knows that. there is no shame in accepting help, especially when i want to give it to you. it makes me happy, darlin'. let me help you. don't give a fuck about what anyone says, i promise." and they're walking out hand in hand and harry is holding both their drinks in his massive paw :(( and she sits on his lap and snuggles in :((( and after everyone has left he clears everything up and orders y/n to stay sat and she just watches him with heart eyes :((((((

#anon #mutually beneficial

[triforce-of-mischief]

How the Chain Feels About Touch

@squigglywindy @silvercaptain24 (figured I'd ping you since you both got a sneak peek already)

Warning for whatever the heck happened between Warriors and Cia

Time: loves being supportive, always ready with a shoulder or back pat. Malon can be very clingy when he’s been away for a while, and he’s overjoyed when one of the boys comes to him in the meantime. He liked it when Malon played with his long hair and she can touch his face as long as she doesn’t specifically rub the fierce deity marks (left cheek is the safest place). 

Twilight: also supportive especially as Wolfie. Of course not everyone is allowed to pet or snuggle with him in wolf form and he doesn’t seek out physical affection. This is more out of pride than anything else. He’s used to kids climbing all over him and back pats so he’s kind of become indifferent to a lot of kinds of touch in his natural form. He’s still getting used to truly affectionate touch though. It surprises him every time and the surprise can overwhelm his enjoyment at first. He will occasionally give out supportive brotherly pats and even a hug if they’re really close.

Warriors: nobody can touch him without permission since his nerves are still shot from Cia and the War. He’s not quite ready to invite physical affection yet, but he likes giving big brother affection as long as he doesn’t think about it too much first. Being in a war meant that for years, the only touch that happened was roughhousing or medical treatment. After being objectified by Cia, he has a long way to go until he can feel comfortable with casual/intimate touch again. He does miss it however, and he hates that he hasn’t found someone he trusts enough yet (although that may change soon). If one of his closest brothers is extremely distressed he may force himself to offer a hug as he considers it his duty, but he would rather sit with them and talk. He feels safer in his armor and scarf.

Wind: still getting over the kid phase where he got poked at a lot but he’s not afraid to seek out comfort if he really needs it. He thinks he doesn’t like people messing with his hair but it turns out to be because most of the time it’s teasing or smothering. Nobody is allowed to just touch his face or hold his hand unless they have an approved reason to do so. He’s still learning how to read people so the most reliable types of affection he can give are a hug or holding hands.

Four: people who he trusts are allowed to touch him but he’s not crazy about it. Due to his size he is usually only treated like a child so he doesn’t really know how he would react to respectful physical affection. His standoffish nature means that nobody really goes to touch him anyway. Only when he is very tired will he get snuggly. His methods of affection depend on who is receiving it.

Vio: received all of the standoffishness and does not encourage touch at all. He understands the concept of physical affection and support, but is terrible in a crisis and would rather use his words. Anybody who touches him will receive a withering, unamused glare until they back off.

Red: being the emotional one, is super clingy and seeks and gives as much physical affection as possible. He has never gotten enough hugs from the others and is very excited to meet the rest of the Chain.

Blue: usually reacts negatively, sometimes defensively or even violently, against unexpected touch. However another member of the Chain may be able to calm him down and to his surprise he finds that he enjoys it.

Green: accepts touch, he’s often too polite to deny it, but he doesn’t exactly enjoy it. Sometimes he will initiate a quick pat or grab to refocus someone.

Wild: needs touch, but more than touch he needs trust. Trusted people are allowed to give him grounding pats and hugs. In moments of extreme distress he will be lost if there is no one he trusts enough to launch himself at to be held, instead he will run away and take much longer to recover. If he lets someone do stuff with his hair that is an achievement of Ultimate Trust. He’s not really sure how to offer comfort, but if the occasion rises he will try his best.

Legend: thinks that he hates it but in reality he has not recovered from bad experiences (nothing abusive don’t worry). He is especially defensive of his hair and doesn’t realize that he can demand consent. His attitude does him no favors as it mostly invites teasing. Any uninvited touches on his skin make him flinch away and snap at the person but later he feels regretful and he can’t figure out why. He feels super awkward initiating touch but even worse when he can’t seem to end it.

Hyrule: still considers touch as a wonderful new novelty and has just recently calmed down about it. Living on the road in a post-apocalyptic wasteland for 7 years did wonders for his touch starvation which of course he didn’t know about until he met the Chain. He will grab anybody’s hand (as long as they are comfortable of course), loves having his hair played with, and hates sleeping alone now.

Sky: team hug expert. Misses Sun every day so he makes up for it by spreading physical affection around the Chain. He doesn’t really have many times when he hates touch, a grounding hand on his shoulder during a tough moment is virtually always appreciated.

Malon: just as supportive as Time if not more. She is better at reading people and comforting them without touch than Time is. She enjoys when her husband holds her hand and plays with her hair as casual moments of intimacy. 

Ravio: very snuggly but also very lonely. Living with Legend has been interesting because pretty much the only way he can get them to touch each other is by being overdramatic and forcing the hero to shove him away. Some days he will hide in his bunny hood as a way to shield out the world and show that he wants to be left alone. This usually only happens if he hasn’t been touched in too long and he hasn’t yet gotten the point where he is aware of that fact.

Fun facts from comic canon:

Time has given the most touch

Four has only received touch three times, and they are all from Wind!

Warriors and Time give way more than they receive

Wild receives way more than he gives

Second to Four, Sky may be the one who has given and received the least touch!

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe time #lu time #linked universe twilight #lu twilight #linked universe warriors #lu warriors #linked universe four #lu four #lu colors #linked universe wind #lu wind #linked universe wild #lu wild #linked universe legend #lu legend #linked universe hyrule #lu hyrule #linked universe malon #lu malon #linked universe ravio #lu ravio #lu headcanon list

[senjuushi]

The cuddle ask for the Memory AU but for Ninety, F, Eins, Gras, Hachi, and Kirsch.

Ninety

It doesn't take long for Ninety to happily accept the cuddling. He's all but vibrating from happiness in your lap, curling up as close to you as possible while mumbling about how happy and grateful he is that you're treating him so kindly. Even though he can't stay still at all (he's far too excited), the eager squirming and needy attempts to press his face against your chest are adorable.

F

The closeness definitely flusters him (more than a little bit), but it feels so good to be close to you. F tries to stay still and quiet, even though he can't fully ignore the instinctive need to be even closer. He's not used to this much attention, so he's left hiding his reddening face and muffling shy little whines every time you stroke his hair or tell him how cute and precious he is like this.

Eins

He's stiff and rather awkward about it. Even though the closeness is pleasant, Eins doesn't know how to deal with this kind of thing. Having his Master so close makes it hard to think clearly; to process much of anything beyond how badly he wants to hold onto you and feel like he's keeping you safe. The cuddling makes him feel way too soft inside... and slowly, he does relax a bit.

Gras

Even though he's tense at first, almost unsure of what he's allowed to do when you're being so affectionate, Gras wants the closeness too desperately to hold out for long. As soon as you're rubbing his back and encouraging him to snuggle closer, though, he's breaking down in tears within seconds. After that, he holds onto you frantically tight, muffling his sobs into your chest.

Hachikyu

Terribly nervous, Hachikyu doesn't seem to know what to do with himself. He's so happy he's shaking, but too shy to cling to you like he wants to. Feeling your body so close to his is almost unbearably intimate, too gentle and loving for him to do anything but hide his face however possible and whisper for you to please keep him. He's unconsciously melting into your touch.

Kirsch

He's desperately needy once you're willing to hold him. Kirsch snuggles into your chest without a second thought, humming happily when that just encourages you to cuddle him closer. If you praise him as well, he's melting into you with happy little whimpers, and he's clinging to you so tightly it would be difficult to dislodge him at all. This feels like pure, perfect happiness.

#Senjuushi #千銃士 #Ninety #F #Eins #Gras #Hachikyu #Kirsch #Headcanon #Reader #Memory Au

[sarah-dreemurr-magne]

Trapped With You; Prologue

"Haha! I've got you now!" You jump as two small arms wrap around you, a small yelp escaping you from the sudden voice. You look behind you, relieved to find your youngest sibling at your feet. "I demand... Hmm.... Hugs!" Rolling your eyes, you look over at them, swiftly turning as you speedily scoop them up. A chuckle rumbles from you as they yelp, startled from your sudden action.

"The great Frisk? Demanding attention from me?" Gasping dramatically, you look straight into their honey amber eyes, "Who am I to have the honor of hugging you?" The chuckle that comes from them allows you to relax as they snuggle into you, finding warmth from your aura and body.

"You're (YN)! (YN) (MN).. um.. We don't have last names..." A small pang of sadness takes over you, but you shake it off, giving Frisk an encouraging smile. "Anyways! You're (YN) (MN)... Blank! My oldest, 16 year old sissy!" You smile softly at Frisk, holding them close. Too bad you can't keep those happy moments forever.

"(YN)!!" You jump, hiding the 5 year old within your hold, you hold them close, sheltering the young one. Footsteps come rushing to the kitchen you reside in. Listening closely, you determine who's coming and what mood they're in by the footsteps.

Loud, but not stomping, a tap coming after every step, not a clack. They're not wearing shoes that have a clack or click heel, instead it's a tap. The footsteps are slightly rushed, but calculated, planned... The rushing isn't much, more of an intention behind them, but not quite important. The person seems to busy to be rushed, in thought or work-busy you can't tell.

From the sound you can tell it's one of the adults. You listen closer. They're light, not extremely loud, but able to hear. Judging by the vibrations the sound gives off and how light it is, the person coming would be your.. mother.

Forcefully relaxing your tense posture, you keep your back straight and shoulders high. Slouching isn't allowed for you. You force a relaxed and nonchalant smile onto your face, not for her, but so Frisk doesn't worry. Your grip on Frisk tightens slightly when the female scientist comes in.

"Ah! There you are." Maranda looks down to the clipboard in her hands, writing something down. 'Probably keeping track of where she found me, like some sort of experiment...' Your teeth grind together as your jaw clenches, hatred filling you at the thought. 'Wouldn't be the first time.' You don't know why you hate her, okay, maybe you do, but you can't help it. You scan over Marandas' features in hatred and disgust, not wanting to be near your so called 'Mother.'

Thankfully, she doesn't notice. Her green eyes  are too focused on the observations in front of her. You look over her wavy black hair, going to the freckles on her face. Her eyes are cold, holding only fascination for results in life. You've learned that ability. The ability to show no emotion with your eyes. It's needed in your life after all. Your (Color) eyes glass over, yet not in tears. Simply put, your eyes are sharp, calculated and cold, if it was possible, it looks as if you were looking into Marandas' very soul.

Once she looks up, she notices Frisk in your arms, frowning subtly. She's never truly accepted the fact of Frisk wishing to be gender neutral. Your grip tightens further, pushing them closer to you.

"Hello Frisk..." You notice their tense posture, nurturing instincts of yours trying to kick it. Your protective instincts are stronger though, especially with danger near, so, you settle for a small squeeze to Frisks' arm. They immediately relax, leaning fully against you. "I said-"

"-They're asleep." A sharp glare is thrown your way, but you dare not falter. "It's super early if ya' haven't noticed." Despite your easygoing posture and expression, your tone manages to hold hint of threat. Daring the woman to try and wake your sibling. "Wouldn't want Frisk to... Y'know. Best if we allow 'em to sleep. Yeah?" A subtle glare is sent to Maranda, causing her to show slight surprise.

You mentally facepalm as Maranda begins writing stuff down. Probably putting down your reaction... 'More tests... How exciting! Not..' After a few seconds, her pencil stops, gaze returning back to yours. You simply look away, annoyed.

"(YN)," Snapping your eyes back to her, Maranda could've sworn your pupils slitted, even if for a second. "Me and Mike will be at the lab for a business trip in a week. We will be leaving you and your sisters," You grit your teeth, "alone for a few months. We're entrusting you to watch over yourself and the others." Maranda studies you as you relax further, seemingly content with not having the adults there. "This will be a test of your responsibility. If you fail, there will be consequences." A smile rises on her face as you visibly flinch.

"Yes Mrs.Maranda. Assignment understood." Maranda nod, seemingly 'happy' with your cooperation. You quietly watch as she turns on her heels, nose stuck in her work as she walks away. A small shiver runs down your spine as she leaves, fear beginning to drown you as you think of your consequence. A sudden hand on your cheek causes you to flinch, eyes widening as your pupils shrink. 'Nononono! Please! I'll be good, I promise! Everything is ok! Please-'

"Sissy?" You still, amber gold eyes finding and grounding yours back to reality. "It's okay sissy, we're okay." Frisks' heartbroken expression nearly causes you to break down, but you don't. You can't show them how bad you're truly hurting. Your vision blurs with tears, causing you to place a hand behind Frisks' head and pull them closer. Your simple act is mistaken as a hug for the small child, when in reality, you have to hide the tears that spill down your face.

The feeling of being trapped in this life weighs down on your heart. It feels as if there's no escape.

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#character x y/n #x reader #yandere #yandere sans #ut au #ut sans #yandere sans x reader #x reader insert #undertale x reader #sans x reader

[mousebetterhavemymoney]

Gangnam Style (Chapter Seven)

September 18, 1999

I rub my eyes tiredly as i watch the news.

As usual, some reporter was complaining about me. That wasn't anything new, but there's something misery-inducing about sitting by the Tv, Soju in hand while someone talks about how you are apparently "damaging America's youth."

The reporter, a pretty blonde with a shaggy bob, is going into a tirade about "Split" and the negative affect it's having on young girls.

"These songs are so, so damaging for young women. The music video for Good 4 u contains such graphic violence! I mean, Jamie literally lights a house on fire, with her boyfriend inside. Is this the kind of person we want our girls to become?!"

I scoff and take another swig from the bottle.

Does she mean strong women who won't allow men to disrespect them? Because, personally, i think every mother would want that for their child...

"And don't even get me started on the cuss words." She sighed deeply, as if trying to calm herself from her panic. "Vampire? Gasoline? Nightmare? They all have so many explicit words and references that growing girls really shouldn't be hearing. She claims she wants to inspire women to be there best selves, but all she wants to do is drag them down with her. Has anyone listened to Gasoline? It's like she's encouraging us to join her in her insanity. Well, i for one, want to stay out of it."

I bite my lip. I can't deny it, her words sting. And for the hundreth time, i wondered if it had all been a mistake.

Was i wrong in returning to music? Was i truly inspiring anyone, or was i just pulling my fans into my darkness?

I didn't know for sure, but Soju always clears the mind.

I'm about to take another swig, when i get a call.

"Jamie, hi! How are you, we haven't talked since before you went to the VMA's! We should have a girls night and you can tell me all about it!" I hold back an eyeroll at the sound of Brittany's cheerful voice. I love her like a sister, but she's just so... positive.

Before i get a chance to make a flimsy excuse, she starts protesting.

 "C'mon, you did so well at the Vmas. You deserve it!"

I sigh with a soft smile. It never takes much for her to convince me...

"Ok, ok, you got me. But i'm not in the mood for another media circus. We'll order a pizza food, and you can come over and we'll watch a movie. Deal?"

"Perfect. See you then."

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I'm not really sure what to wear, but it's only a girls night in, so i settle for a dark satin robe and pair of hideous looking bunny slippers that Brittany got for my birthday. They were supposed to be a "joke" gift, but i had liked them enough to keep them. I use a claw clip to style my hair into a messy bun, I look into the mirror with an accepting sigh.

I'm disgusting. I look 100% disgusting.

Before i can sink further into self-hate, the doorbell rings, and i smile to myself. It must be her. That's my Brittany, always swooping in when i need her the most.

I try not to seem too excited as i open the door and embrace her.

She shoots me a big smile. "Thanks for sending Miguel to pick me up. It's great to see you, you look amazing!"

I smirk with false bravado.

"Always."

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Brittany lays her head on my shoulder as we snuggle up on the couch and watch "Titanic." I think it's a little boring, but the acting is good, and it makes for good background noise as we pass the bottle around and talk about our lives. Besides, it's one of Brittany's favorite movies... but i'm positive she doesn't watch it for the plot. And i've got no problem telling her so.

Brittany lets out a soft chuckle at my comment. "Of course I watch it for the content...well, most of it" she adds, flashing me a quick grin. "Okay, maybe your right and it's mostly for the eye candy. What can I say, I'm a sucker for a good looking man. And so are you, i hear." I roll my eyes.

"What did Miguel tell you?"

"Nothing... i just heard you had some fun with Eminem."

I bite my black nails at the mention of the hookup, and avoid eye contact. Damn Miguel. Of course he told.

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September 10, 1999

The morning after.

I try to ignore my driver's grin as i crawl into the limo.

Miguel looks back at me with a devilish smile on his face. "You wanna talk about last night?"

"Shut up. My plane won't wait forever." He shrugs and finally starts the car.

"So, you really just hit it and quit it on him, huh? I thought you were a little classier than that. He's probably pretty sore right now, I mean who were you trying to please, exactly? Him or yourself?"

"Eyes on the road, Ramirez." I snap irritably, rubbing my tired eyes.

Miguel stares at me through the rearview mirror for a moment longer before shrugging and turning his attention back to the road. We ride in silence for a while and a few minutes later, I finally break the silence. "So, for future reference, how much time do I need to spend with a guy before I sleep with him for you to think it is classy?"

Miguel answered the question without skipping a beat. "I'm thinking at least 3 hours." he replied, the side of his mouth curving up in a smirk.

I roll my eyes.

"Nevermind. Why do i ask you anything?"

Miguel laughs quietly as he keeps driving. "Because i'm so damn wise, of course."

"Wisecracking maybe."

He sniggers.

"I'll take it."

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Present Time

I snapped out of my daydream to see Brittany squeezing my shoulder with a soft smile.

She can always read my body language with ease. "Hey, look at me," she says softly, waiting for that eye contact again. "I know you're going through a lot right now- that can't be easy. The way I see it, Eminem was just a little fun to help you take your mind off things, right?"

I smile faintly, squeezing her hand in mine. "Thanks Brit. For understanding. and for... well, everything."

"No worries, that's what friends are for, right?" Brittany leans towards me and gives her a reassuring hug. "Besides, we all gotta have a little fun now and then."

"True. And i did have a lot of fun, to be honest. It's been a while since i slept with someone." Brittany smirks at me.

"And let's be honest, if you had to pick someone to break your dry spell with, you couldn't have picked someone better than Eminem." She adds." That's like, the ultimate fantasy come true. Now you're back on top both in the music scene and in the bedroom. Just don't get too attached to him, I don't think he's the kind of guy who wants anything long term. Maybe you can have a little fun with him a few more times and then move on." I curl up my nose is distaste.

"Oh, i'm not planning on seeing his face again, trust me."

She shrugs. "Okay, so just a one time thing. I get it. No judgement. How was he? I mean he seems like he would be really good at this kind of thing." I roll my eyes and take another swig from the bottle of Soju.

"Let's not talk about any more men tonight." Brittany rolls her eyes.

"Buzzkill. Just promise me one thing: I want to know everything when you finally meet a guy you actually like."

Oh, yeah, like that's ever gonna happen.

"You will. I promise." I say, mostly to reassure her.

Brit smiles and lets out a sigh of relief. She plops her head back on my shoulder. "Okay, good. I'm here for you Jamie, you know that, right?" I smile softly.

"Of course. Now let's watch this stupid movie."

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A/n

Stop writing, i told myself. You have more important tasks, i told myself. But i kept writing and stepped right in the next cypher, best beli-

I'm sorry, i'll stop here. Thanks for reading. Idk when i'll be back... cause i have really no idea where the next chapter is gonna go. But i will try to dust the cobwebs in my head and brainstorm.

Until then?

Enjoy the chapter! ❤

#eminem #eminem x reader #slim shady #marshall mathers #eminem fanfiction #slim shady x reader #eminem imagine #gangnam style series #marshall mathers fanfiction #marshall mathers headcanons #eminem headcanons #marshall mathers imagine

[scottxlogan]

Five sentence drabble: prompt number 19. Questioning, pairing of your choosing

Okay so not going to lie lol. On this one I broke the rules as it's 6 sentences but I hope that's okay and you still enjoy it :) Thanks so much for the incredible prompt! It was a lot of fun! (Prompt fill under the cut)

Questioning

Warmth surrounded Scott as he lay awake in bed feeling the warm curl of the powerful, protective arm around him, hugging him so close, yet as Scott accepted the embrace, he found himself questioning what he’d done to deserve this new joy in his life. Knowing that he’d come from nothing, arriving from a place where Scott was a broken, abandoned, orphaned boy, unloved and unremarkable, Scott had come to believe that there was no room to dream for himself even after Charles had taken Scott under his wing and offered Scott a new sense of purpose. In his position with the team, Scott had been led to see himself as someone whose needs no longer mattered as duty was above all else, but with the strong pull of the loving, protective arm around him, holding Scott up and allowing for a new peace in his life, Scott snuggled in closer wanting to cherish this new reason he’d found. In the arms of love, Scott found joy and serenity, a deeper meaning beyond the mission and with the whisper of the warm kiss over the back of his neck, he was filled with the subtle reminder that maybe he was worth more than he’d always believed himself to be.

“You’re doing it again in overthinking things…stop,” Logan’s words grumbled with the slow graze of teeth against Scott’s heated flesh, marking him and serving as a reminder that Scott was now his, to have and to hold, to cherish in ways that Scott had always felt he’d never truly deserved.

“I know. I will,” Scott promised as he knew full well that neither he nor Logan believed that to be true, but with Logan’s arms surrounding him and encouraging Scott to stretch out over the strength of Logan’s broad, powerful, welcoming chest, Scott gave way to sentiment feeling that maybe with Logan at his side he would find it in his heart to believe that somewhere on his long, dark, miserable road he’d found a means of deserving this joy he’d discovered in his life.

Five Sentence Drabble Prompts

#scogan #wolverine #cyclops #scott summers #james howlett #logan #fanfic #ficlet #five sentence drabble prompts #endlesstwanted

[sunsrefuge]

(dating sim ask) listen. you and i both know who im going to ask for. eliana my beloved 💖💖💖 (also [throws dart at board] secretforger. for laffs.)

TWO WILDLY DIFFERENT ROUTES, NGL

Eliana's Route would include a lot of flirting and fun!! (Setting the timing of this in her piracy phase so I don't have to worry about the Deeply Invested like nine other ppl in her polycules lol) She's all about nicknames and sappy stuff, and if you give her a sea-flavored gift then you'll live in her mind rent-free forever <3 She's also very partial to height differences. She's 4'10" (~147 cm) and if you're a bunch taller than her or just capable of carrying her with ease, she'll be very attached very fast because you'll make her feel safe! ♥ - She's going to encourage piracy, snuggles, smooches - all without labels! If you can't be at least a little down with her wanting snuggles pre-getting together officially, then it probably won't work out :( 'No smooches until official' she'll pout about to be silly but won't press you on! (There are no negative points for wanting to be official before smooches!! she just teases you a bit and asks if she can at least give you cheek and forehead kissies akjsdns) - The first "I love you" moment will involve her panicking about it and immediately finding a way to avoid you for a hot minute! (Think like, a few days at most!) It also will not be her saying it. <3 - IF you've been open to her shenanigans and allowing her to dodge some deeper questions: Most likely, she shows up in your bedroom in the middle of the night (via a window. she broke in ♥ hope you don't mind!) and she's very dodgy about the ily thing but does explain that she has had very bad experiences surrounding those words in the past. But! She promises that as long as you give her time and some space about it, she'll figure out exactly how she feels and let you know when she's ready to!

[A readmore because this got very long]

Good Ending: Requires agreeing to wait for her! ;w; She needs time to process such emotions (and them being reciprocated) before she feels okay with acting on them in a serious context. (Also need to be accepting of her being polyamorous! Which she wouldn't know when you get together, but she'd figure it out down the road a little bit lol) But! You'll have a cute new pocket-sized gf who's always down for snuggles and will absolutely shoot people who wrong you, darling. <3

Neutral Ending: If you're not alright with her polyamory or with waiting on her, there's two ways this can go! You part on amicable terms, but there would be an option to be open to flings in the future, lol. but once you Agree to "only flings" then you'll never have another chance because she's going to mentally mark off the possibility of a serious relationship with you entirely KJDNG but you'll still get to see her sometimes! :D Otherwise, just parting ways, you may never see her again at all.

Bad Ending: This could come from several possibilities. Either you haven't been down with her snuggles or smooches or piracy shenanigans at all, and she kinda just drops you because those are all super important to her. :'( Or you get to the point of the nighttime visit and have Big Issues with her about the disappearing act! In which she would likely snap back at you for a moment, scold herself for trusting someone again, and leave to never be seen again. T_T

-- On to Secretforger !! --

Hey, wh- how'd you get in here?? Did you hack the dating sim?? Are you that down bad for demon snuggles?? because mood, actually. me too.

Secretforger's Route (never thought I'd write those words) would definitely be... Interesting! They are aro/ace so there isn't a romantic possibility, but you could be shooting for a QPR anyway so have at it! - I have no idea how this would start. You either know Eliana who's carrying the book, or Liifa who's carrying the book, or Secretforger picked you as their next victim and you pulled an Eliana and decided you were going to make them into your friend now! I'll work based off that one because it's easiest lol. - They're going to... Well, try to do their 'job' which is haunting you, showing you horrible visions, and implanting paranoia-inducing things into your mind! They're also going to try to get you to make a Deal that gives them access to your soul. If you want to live, Don't ♥ - You'll need to have your own Edgy Angst Streak to garner their interest, but they definitely have a preference for the ambitious and ruthless. Often you can actually distract them from their game by doing horrible things to achieve your goal, and they'll want to see more horrible things so they'll help you out sometimes! But they do also want to see you fail sometimes. :)

Good Ending: You end up with a somehow-amicable friendship with them! If you're on good enough terms, you may be able to talk them into snuggling! (Even if you don't ask, they might swap to Domestic Housecat Form and snuggle you anyway, but you can't say anything about it. Say a word and they leave.) I don't know if they'd ever be in an official QPR? so this is about as close as you can get! (unless i figure smth out later lmao)

Neutral Ending: They're still harassing you, trying to corrupt you, etc. You're treating them like Abaddon's most disappointing child who couldn't balance a pencil on their claw if they really really really tried to. Mutual annoyance! :D

Bad Ending: homeboy (gender neutral) it's a demon from a book of demons, this ending is the most likely probably! :') They're going to corrupt and possess you and use you for evil things, like murder and general mayhem - and then they're going to unpossess you, and leave you to deal with the aftermath of their joyride. >:) honestly their route is kinda one of those... "you're lucky if you die before its over" kind of routes because otherwise you have to deal with their cruel curses and aftermath for the rest of your life. gkfjnKJSDFNJ they are Not Kind <3

#c:Eliana of Dusk #c:Secretforger #thank you so much for the ask !! <3 #hehe this was really fun actually kajsnkajsh was debating doodling panels but if i did i'd never answer kjhkfjgd #BUT if i doodle any in the future u might get tagged << #ALSO. HONESTLY. FELT A LITTLE BAD WRITING SECRETFORGER'S BAD END STUFF NGFKJBKFJDN #dating sim ask game #hella insecure abt posting this?? BUT IVE BEEN STARING AT IT FOR LIKE 30 MINUTES SO. YEETS OUT OF MY INBOX <3 KSDJHKSJDF

[stressfreebliss]

10 ways to Survive School Stress with a Strong Support System

Between heavy workloads, packed schedules, peer pressure, and big expectations, being a student can feel extremely stressful. In fact, over half of students report feeling stressed by school on a daily basis, according to the American Psychological Association. Dealing with constant school stress alone takes a major toll on mental health and wellbeing. But surrounding yourself with a strong support system makes all the difference in effectively coping. Read on for research-backed ways that friends, mentors, counselors, family, and other supports can help you stay balanced and thrive during stressful academic times.

Why Social Support Helps Ease School Stress

Humans are wired to connect. But the pressures and competitiveness of academic culture can breed disconnection and isolation. Maintaining social bonds counters the negative effects of stress in key ways: Talking through worries relieves bottled up emotions. Listening to different perspectives provides clarity. Feeling cared about fulfills the need for belonging. Being vulnerable builds intimacy which combats loneliness. Offering support yourself also boosts your own resilience. In essence, sharing the load with people who “get it” makes tough times far more manageable.

Build Your Web of Support

Surround yourself with a diverse support network by proactively cultivating connections: 1. Lean on Existing Friends Make time for trusted friends, even if only virtually or via text. Choose friends who uplift you and offer empathy without judgment. 2. Bond with Peers Who Share Your Struggles Find study buddies or join school clubs to connect over common interests. Sharing stress can help you feel less alone. 3. Confide in Understanding Parents Let parents know when you’re overwhelmed and need extra support. If parent relationships are strained, lean more on other trusted adults. 4. Seek a Mentor at School Teachers, coaches, counselors, nurses, and club leaders can be mentors. Their guidance helps you navigate school pressures. 5. Talk to Counselors Freely School counselors are trained to help you manage stress confidentially. Be open about any difficulties so they can connect you with resources. 6. Bond with Pets Caring for and snuggling pets reduces cortisol levels and provides comfort. If you can’t have a pet, spend time with friends’ pets. 7. Spend Time with Siblings Siblings share and understand your family dynamics. laughing together eases tension. 8. Make Time for Hobbies Creative outlets like art, music, and writing allow you to express yourself. Passions provide balance to academics.

Nurture Your Support Circles

Once you’ve built your support network, be proactive in cultivating those support relationships: Check in regularly, not just when you’re stressed. Listen with empathy when friends open up to you. Express appreciation for people’s support. Thank them. Honor friends’ time constraints too. Find mutual support. Offer support yourself by sending encouraging texts, funny memes, care packages, etc. If conflicts arise, communicate openly and make amends. Set boundaries around toxic relationships that drain you. Treasure the people who accept and care for the real you.

When to Seek More Social Support

Notice if your support system feels lacking. Are you mainly isolating and internalizing stress? Experiencing real social connection deficiency hampers wellbeing and coping. Consider seeking counseling or joining school groups if you have: No friends to turn to about worries Conflicted family relationships Lost motivation to see friends Difficulty opening up about problems Thoughts of self-harm or that others are better off without you You don’t have to navigate the pressures of school alone. Support is out there if you open up.

Sample Stress Management Conversation Starters

Speaking up to access social support starts with expressing vulnerability in safe relationships. Here are some conversation starters: “I’ve been feeling really overwhelmed with school and need to vent for a minute. Can we talk?” “I haven’t felt like myself lately with all this test anxiety. Have you felt that way before?” “Can I get your advice on how you managed your workload last semester?” “Would you have any time in the next few days to meet up? I could really use a friend right now.” “I’m feeling sad about falling behind in math class. Could I get a study buddy for the next exam?” Voicing your needs and asking directly for support opens pathways to feel understood and regain balance amidst school stressors.

Conclusion

School stress often incites feelings of isolation and being the only one struggling to cope. But sharing your experiences and getting support from people who “get it” transforms challenges into growth opportunities. Invest time proactively fostering relationships that allow you to feel heard and let difficult emotions out. Bond over common ground, offer empathy, give and receive care. With a web of support buoying you during inevitable school stressors, the pressures become far easier to rise above.

Frequently Asked Questions About Social Support and School Stress

How can students identify the most supportive friends? Look for friends who listen without judgment, validate your feelings, make themselves available, offer helpful perspectives, and treat you with compassion. What’s the best way for students to start a conversation when stressed? Avoid suppressing emotions. Instead, choose a trusted friend and share vulnerably how certain stressors have been making you feel. Ask to vent or get their thoughts. How much should students vent to friends about stress? Aim for balance - don't only complain, but also discuss solutions, offer support back, and enjoy positive interactions too. Close friends who won't judge are safest for venting. How can shy students connect more socially? Consider joining school clubs, talking to classmates you want to know better, scheduling digital hangouts, and practicing self-disclosure. Getting outside your comfort zone opens up connections. How can students restore strained family relationships? Be open about needing more support from parents during this stressful time. Suggest family activities to bond. Compromise during conflicts. Validate their concerns too. Read the full article

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I just thought of something, about what you said about group hugs and Karai earlier, what if they use Miwa to convince Karai to accept hugs and physical affection, since she so obviously needs it? Like, maybe Miwa is being a big fussy, and they say, “she needs some group cuddles”.

Karai would NOT be super on board with the group hugs. She wouldn't understand the point or even like it very much. At first.

Like she knows very well that humans Need Touch and physical affection (we do, actually, babies can Actually Die if they're not given an appropriate amount of physical touch) and she is perfectly happy to give Miwa lots and lots of affection. She has no compunctions or shyness in doing so. She'll blow raspberries in her tummy and not get embarrassed. She also knows that Miwa WILL actually get more benefit from varied social interactions, including physical touch, so is protective of her but perfectly happy to let Miwa have fun playing and snuggling with the others. She actually prefers it- not because she has trouble with contact with Miwa, but because she's made of rock, and rock does not for very good snuggles with babies make. Miwa doesn't particularly care but Karai has noticed she can get little bruises and scrapes sometimes

So Karai is perfectly happy giving Miwa affection but also will encourage the others to give her it too. It's hilarious. She will randomly give you a baby to hug and glare at you if you try to put her down.

But physical affection towards Karai? A whole different ballgame. Karai hasn't gotten much of it in her life and has often in fact associated being touched with being harmed or training. She's fine with contact for training or sport. In fact she likes it, enjoys being able to touch other people with agreed upon rules. It really, really doesn't help that Karai's reaction to random touches with no warning is stabbing or leaping into the ceiling like Spiderman.

You see, the unfortunate thing is trolls are a HUGELY touch based culture. Trolls make contact all the time. Hands, shoulders, nudges, shoves, kicks, cuddles, pressing against someone, and we've seen countless times how important forehead touches are among them. They're even more touchy than humans. They're known to make cuddle piles and they sleep in nests and will randomly climb up to sit on each others shoulders if the size difference allows. They're very, very touchy especially with family

Changelings on the other hand only see touch as a threat. But they also still need it because they are, originally, trolls. Karai is stuck in the awful hell of being both touch starved and touch repulsed. Trust me, that shit's not fun, especially when you haven't yet realized the touch starved part and only know that touch makes you panic like you're dying

And human touches aren't the same as troll touches, so most ways of physical affection the gang show won't be nice at first. It'll take a while before Karai starts to react well to being touched and she probably won't ever react well to hugs bcz that's a lot of restraint. But the gang will totally slowly learn troll physical touch language. Little nudges, leaning, maybe even once Karai gets comfortable enough she might tell them about how trolls typically show affection.

To nobody's surprise, trolls show a lot of affection via roughhousing and fighting. (Raph gets a bit emotional, as she wrestles with him the most) This isn't super great because she's made of rocks and is very hard. They also learn a lot more of the less violent ways and can sloooowly work it into their overall language. Sitting very close, random shoves and nudges, and shoving their way into her personal space in ways that lets her know they're coming so she doesn't get spooked.

The first time she falls asleep around them is very emotional for many many reasons, but partially because she likely latched onto the nearest of them and can't be removed. YOU try having a rock snake assassin latch onto you in her sleep. Do YOU wanna wake her up? No! She's already scratching you on accident! You're not getting scratched because she panicked!

Tbh, turtle piles are probably one of her first more comfortable methods of contact. The turtles already pile together when they're tired and need comfort. Karai hasn't had a nest since she was very little and piled with other changelings for warmth in the Darklands. But once she can get past the anxiety and fear of being trapped... she probably melts

It's a sad fact that she'll likely ALWAYS have the immediate fight or flight reaction to being touched, but there's ways around that and the family is 10000% ready and willing to work with it

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[artsy-hobbitses]

Hay!

What would falling in love with Megatron/Morgan post-war be like? (pretending you don't kill him off, for the sake of curiosity)

Would it be possible for him to reciprocate and would he accept it? And if so, how would everyday life as his partner look like? Pretending there'd be someone who really cares about him and wants to be together with him.

Really curious on your thoughts on that :)

I mean, I hope you'd be alright with a relationship with a jailbird for possibly a decade! Maybe more! because if he doesn't die, he's definitely looking at a lot of prison time :'3 (CONSEQUENCES! He gets them)

Unless your name happens to be Optimus Prime ie. person he's known forever, honestly it would be hard. Really hard. Like, "I put up all the emotional walls ever so I don't have to be compromised by a pain that never heals" hard.

He's eloquent, but stoic, brooding and somewhat emotionally constipated, more interested in his thoughts and his writing than anything else, and he wouldn't be inclined to small conversation at all unless you have something interesting to say.

It would take a LONG time and lots therapy (Hi Rung!) for him to accept genuine affection from anyone (not OP), but it would definitely be a quiet yet distinct shift in how he'd interact with that person. He'd be more willing to share his work, ask for feedback, talk about his days in the mines, ask more about you, etc. He takes the walls down brick by brick. You'd know that he's feeling the same way if the poetry he writes starts directing itself at you even if he doesn't confirm it persay.

A day in a life (post-prison) with him would honestly be pretty slow and understated! He'd live a very simple life mostly surrounded by books and medical equipment (I can envision him working pro-bono at Ratchet's free clinic at the Dead End when he's not hosting literature classes at OP's library, which is likely where most of his income comes from, asides royalties from 'Towards Peace' which OP encouraged him to publish in full format because the message remains true even if he lost his way from it for a long time) and maybe a dog, if he allows himself that luxury (He likes dogs! He has good memories of a mining dog Terminus had in his care for years. But he didn't want to get one as a warlord since he couldn't deal with the idea of losing yet another being he loves, so he lavished attention on Barricade's dog instead). Expect quiet bookstore cafe coffee dates (in places which hopefully won't spare him a second look. He doesn't do interviews or worse, autographs, pls leave him alone), sharing writing by a crackling hearth while snuggled together, stolen kisses in between library shelves burning with the same rough hunger and passion you'd have heard from him years and years ago when he fought for something he really believed in (and he doesn't fight, not anymore. He's old and weary and wiser now, but for you, he reckons he'll do it again in a heartbeat)

#inbox #save for later #THIS WAS SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR A WHILE SHGHSGF gomen whoever asked this

[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

MHA x Pokémon

~I’m a nerd!~

Izuku “Deku” Midoriya

Leafeon – Chesnaught (Starter) – Gallade – Roserade – Shiny Scizor – Flygon

• Leafeon would be the ice breaker to help you relax with Sweet Scent.

• Chesnaught’s smile is as encouraging as his Spikey Shield.

• Gallade a swift protector who once saved Izuku’s mother from potential robbers.

• Roserade has a strong sense of justice built from watching the young Izuku grow up.

• Shiny Scizor was bullied for its different coloring and seeks to repay Izuku for accepting it.

• Flygon was the Pokémon who helped him dream to reach for the stars with flights.

Katsuki Bakugo

Typhlosion (Starter) – Electrode – Darmanitan – Hisuian Arcanine – Obstagoon – Houndoom

• Typhlosion often watches the chaos but is quick to join the fray if someone insults his trainer.

• Electrode loves to show its affection by using Self Destruct in people’s faces.

• Darmanitan likes to test boundary’s but Katsuki is always quick to catch whenever it steps out of line.

• Hisuian Arcanine is calm in nature so it can easily separate his trainer from others if he’s misbehaving.

• Obstagoon usually instigates brawls with others in order to test its strength, even its own trainer.

• Houndoom fire has become so hot and visage so terrifying during battle that its earned the nickname “Hellhound”.

Eijiro Kirishima

Lycanroc (Midday) – Tyrannitar – Sir Fetched – Aerodactyl – Gigalith - Tyrantrum

• Lycannroc strives to care for its trainer especially when he overtrains himself.

• Tyrannitar is always training to become stronger, making it the perfect partner in workout.

• Sir Fetched, like Eijiro, possess a “Manly Code of Honor” that earn both respect and puzzlement sometimes from others.

• Aerodactyl has a shy tendency so it takes a while for it to warm up during battles or meeting newcomers.

• Gigalith provides its trainer with occasional gems or items to sell at shops.

• Tyrantrum loves grooming and showing off itself to others with showcase of strength or vanity.

Denki Kaminari

Boltund – Magnezone – Electivire – Togedemaru – Raichu (Alolan) - Galvantula

• Yamper was given to him by his mother and its since evolved due to its devotion.

• Magnezone is always attracting magnetic items to itself so Denki often has to help remove things stuck to it.

• Electivire greatly enjoys music so it never hesitates to share a song or two with others who are willing to listen.

• Togedemaru adores plugging its tail into outlets and often causes power outages.

• Alolan Raichu is truly a snuggle pal but its stray electricity often gives others wild hair or fur styles.

• Galvantula likes to bestow gifts of fine silk to females.

Fumikage Tokoyami

Corviknight – Umbreon – Dusknoir “Dark Shadow” – Marowak (Alolan) – Chandelure – Shiny Delphox “Sir Reaper” (Starter)

• Corviknight belonged to his late mother and now strives to ensure his safety from potential threats.

• Dusknoir drifted from graveyard to graveyard until Fumikage came along and prefers hiding in his shadow.

• Eevee evolved thanks to the special drink “Nyx’s Flower” that he created which is full of all sorts of secret ingredients.

• Marowak’s dances and use of fire type moves captivate all who witness.

• Chandelure chants haunting mantras when its happy.

• Shiny Delphox nicknamed “Sir Reaper” for its swift K.O.s during battles and usage of status type moves.

Shoto Todoroki

Darmanitan (Galarian) – Bisharp –Blaziken (Starter) –Florges – Alolan Vulpix – Vulpix

• Darmanitan gifted by his father so was kept at a distance but since then have become close comrades.

• Bisharp tests Shoto’s sharp thinking but always accepts its trainer’s decisions.

• Blaziken also has a nasty scar from Shoto’s father training it, allowing the two to bond deeper.

• Florges helps remind him that even after summer’s intense heat and winter’s icy cold spring always awaits.

• Alolan Vulpix gifted by his mother, it attempts to soothe others by using healing type moves.

• Vulpix also gifted by his mother, a fierce defender who doesn’t hesitate to place itself between trainer and adversary’s.

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