#daddys favorite somewhere ig

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[imaginesandbandfiction]

Triad Part 10 — Reunion Part

A Cazriel x Reader Headcanon

Series Masterlist

A/N: This POV switching is either incredibly hot or completely unhinged, you be the judge. I’ve decided (discovered) that Az has a bit of a daddy kink and loves to be called baby. Please enjoy, ig?

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Warnings: Forgive me father, for I have sinned. A lot. Smut, anal sex, crossdressing (just a little bit, as a treat, but you might want to skip it if you’re sensitive to this sort of material), long distance sex, unprotected sex (they’re faeries. i think they take a potion for that or something), edging, slight daddy kink and dom/sub vibes

It’s not all sunshine and rainbows and happily ever afters, but you learn how to supplement each other’s magic through the bond and the boys learn to separate Az and Cas from Azriel and Cassian. Out on a mission? That’s Azriel and Cassian. But at home, or in the safety of a private, warded tent? Az and Cas start to spill their softness onto each other. 

Trust and vulnerability are built in the bedroom first. It’s the easiest (and most fun) way to let your guards down, to let each other in. 

Slowly but surely, that comfort starts to seep out into everyday life. It’s subtle, at first. Reassuring hand squeezes, soft smiles, quick pecks on cheeks, foreheads, lips; seeing your mates open up to each other makes the bond (and your heart) swell with love. 

The first time Az calls Cas baby outside of the bedroom, you practically disintegrate. 

Somewhere along the line, the edges blur a little bit. Cas will pull Az into his lap when they’re in Rhys’s office debriefing after a mission, needing to feel the beat of his mate’s heartbeat against his hand as proof that he’s still alive, or Az will send the cool, calming presence of his shadows to give Cas extra strength on the battlefield. 

And tucked away in the relative privacy of a safe house, well…

“Cassian,” Az’s low growl slips through the crack beneath the door into the bathroom where Cas stands in front of the sink brushing his teeth. He pushes the door open and, toothbrush dangling out of one corner of his mouth, pokes his head out. 

His face twitches with amusement at the sight of his mate’s narrowed eyes and furrowed brow; the dark brown sweater that usually pulls taught across Az’s chest sags, hanging loose in the shoulders. Cas’s face disappears for a second so he can spit his mouthful of toothpaste into the sink and then he stalks into the bedroom, crossing the distance between him and Az in long, lazy steps. 

“You ruined my favorite sweater,” Az grumbles, swatting at the arms trying to snake their way around his waist. 

“Sorry, baby, I couldn’t help it,” Cas responds, sending a flash of burning red magic towards his mate, tugging him back into Cas’s chest. “I missed you, and it just smelled so good…” Cas buries his face in Az’s hair, breathing that scent in. 

“We’re supposed to be packing, you know,” Az murmurs, letting his body sink against the broad chest behind him. He’s in no hurry to leave, though he probably should be. 

Cas trails his lips up until they’re hovering above Az’s ear.

“I know, I know. I’m worried about Y/N, too.” Cas pauses to clear his thickening throat. “I’ll finish packing—why don’t you take her down to the cafe for coffee and bring us back breakfast?” He ducks down to suck on Az’s earlobe, relishing in the way the supple flesh gives way to his teeth. 

“You sure?” 

“Yeah—go spend some time with our girl, make sure she feels special before we leave.”

While Cas finishes packing, Az takes you on a short walk to the nearest cafe, stopping at a flower cart to buy you a bouquet of beautiful red roses accented by baby’s breath and the most gorgeous, deep blue thistles. 

When you return, Cas is seated at the kitchen table, the bags all packed and set next to the front door. The sight of them makes your stomach tighten and your mates feel a flutter of sadness tickling the bond. 

Az starts setting out the food and you climb into Cas’s lap, straddling him with your flowers still cradled in your arm. His strong arms wrap around your waist, holding you steady, and you bury your face in the crook of his neck. 

“Aw, did Azzie buy you some pretty flowers, baby?” he asks, running a hand up your back to thread his fingers in your hair. 

“Yeah,” you mumble. “They’re red and blue to remind me of you while you’re gone.”

—

The first morning of their mission, Az wakes up to the sound of Cassian’s grunting and heavy breathing outside the little cabin they’re staying in. He peeks out the window to see his mate running through his morning training exercises and lets a smile take over his face at the familiar sight of tanned muscles straining under pressure. 

Unfortunately, Az has to get going. He can’t linger, so he trudges over to his bag and digs out some clothes. Black pants, loose-fitting white tunic, a slim-fitting Illyrian leather vest, socks and… underwear. He can’t find any underwear. Just as he’s about to stomp outside and chew out Cas for forgetting to pack such an essential article of clothing, he remembers the pocket sewn onto the front of the bag. Unzipping it reveals a brightly-colored mess of silky, lacy underthings. Your underthings. 

Frustration gives way to amusement as Az’s lips curl up into a smirk. He’s a man of opportunity, so he takes the challenge presented to him. Two can play at this game. He pulls out the pair he knows Cassian loves the most and layers his clothes over them, heading outside to drop a kiss on Cas’s lips before he leaves for the day. 

—

It’s late. Too late, Cassian thinks as he twirls the glass in his hand, the deep red Fae wine swirling against the inside. Taking a long sip, he lets the alcohol sink in, dulling his worries so you and Az don’t feel them through the bond. 

He drains the liquid and gets up for a refill, settling himself back into the armchair in front of the roaring fireplace. When his cup is nearly empty again, the old, wooden door creaks open and cool shadows stream in, brushing against Cas’s skin. 

Azriel toes off his boots, leaving them on the mat next to the door, and grabs the half-empty bottle of wine off the kitchen counter before crossing the room to stand in front of Cas’s chair. 

Cas eyes the bottle and tugs on Az’s free hand, pulling him closer. 

“Rough day?” he asks, burying his face in Az’s chest. 

“You could say that,” Az says, scowling a bit as he takes a swig straight from the mouth of the bottle. 

Cas hums, knowing that if Az wants to talk about it, they’ll get there eventually. For now, he’s content to settle Az in his lap, letting the Shadowsinger use him as a chair. Az leans back, wings settling against Cas’s broad chest. His head fits perfectly perched atop Cas’s shoulder. The General’s hair is falling out of its messy topknot and Az twists the stray locks in his fingers as Cas works loosening the ties that lace up the back of Az’s vest until he can slip his hands under the soft tunic beneath the leather. Az’s lips tighten to prevent the smile from breaking on his face as Cas explores the expanse of skin now available to him. 

The Lord of Bloodshed takes his time, trailing his fingertips lightly up and around the base of Az’s wings. Slowly, he moves further down, halting when he feels a rough patch situated just below the dips on Az’s lower back. 

Cassian doesn’t attempt to hide his shit-eating grin. Instead, he lets it split him open and tucks his chin over one of Az’s shoulders, pushing the tunic up higher so he can get a good look at the panties peeking out from the tops of Az’s trousers. Red silk, trimmed with matching lace—Cas’s favorites. 

“Did you like the surprise I packed for you, baby?” Cas asks, nudging Az up with one thigh so he can slip those pants down. Az complies readily, malleable under Cas’s touch, and it melts the General’s heart. He was worried that Az would be upset or embarrassed; the few other times they’ve been alone together have been rougher. Growling and fighting for dominance as their bullheaded Illyrian genes kicked in. 

Not this time, though. This time, Az nods against Cas’s shoulder as the other male cups his hands beneath Az. The panties are cheekier on you, the soft flesh of your ass spills out the sides in such a beautiful way, but they hug Az’s pert, muscular cheeks perfectly, too. 

Hey, princess, I have something to show you. Are you alone? Cas asks, opening up the bond to reach out to the third member of their Triad. 

You’re back home, soaking in the tub after a grueling day of work. The clinic has been overloaded with refugees from Under the Mountain, mostly women and children, mostly victims of the tensions rising within the Court of Nightmares. That’s why you aren’t with your mates—Rhys couldn’t justify pulling you away from Madja to tag along on a routine, three-day reconnaissance mission. 

You shift in the tub, lifting your hips and running a hand down your stomach, sending the image through to your mates. Excitement flares up between the three of you, and your effort is rewarded with a peek through Cassian’s eyes. The sight of Azriel on display in a pair of your panties sends heat to your core and you squirm, tucking your fingers down to graze against your clit. 

Enjoying the view? Cas asks, chucking to himself as he feels your arousal pulsating down the bond. You answer with another image, this time one of your finger circling your hole, distorted by the water. 

Az feels his skin heating up and turns slightly to bury his face in Cas’s hair. 

“Aw, baby,” Cas coos, clutching Az closer. “Feeling shy?” 

“No,” Az grumbles. “‘M just tired.” It’s true; Cas can feel Az’s weight pressing down on him as the Shadowsinger lets all the tension release from his body. 

“That’s okay. I’ll take care of you, Azzie. You just gotta sit there and look pretty while we put on a show for our girl. Think you can do that for me?” 

Cas bumps his nose against Az’s, then presses their lips together when the other male nods his assent. While Az is distracted, Cas tugs his vest all the way off and unbuttons his tunic, letting both fall to the floor. Then he helps Az clamber off his lap, swallowing his mate’s disgruntled huff as he maneuvers them both into a standing position so he can push Az’s pants all the way down. He has to pull away to shed his own clothes, which he does in record time, and then he settles back into the chair. 

He takes a moment to appreciate the view in front of him; Az’s cock bulges, straining the thin fabric encasing it. Cas hooks his fingers into the lacy waistband, rubbing his thumb over the small bow that rests just above the wet spot where Az’s tip rests trapped against his stomach. 

Through the bond, you can see everything, and the sight of Az tucked into a pair of your panties has you dipping two fingers into the wet heat of pussy.   

Cas moves his thumb lower, pressing against the wet spot and coaxing a needy whine from Az. 

“C’mere, baby,” Cas murmurs, “sit on my lap again.” Azriel obeys, turning around and lowering his ass until it rests against Cas’s bare cock. Reaching one hand down, Cas adjusts himself so his cock is pressed between the Shadowsinger’s thighs. He grabs Az’s waist and guides him into rocking back and forth, feeling the soft silk rubbing against his own rock-hard length. “That’s it, good boy, already so wet for me, aren’t you?” 

Az whimpers, grinding down in search of more friction, and your walls tighten around your fingers. 

Cas lets one of his hands drop down to palm Az’s clothed cock, feeling the fabric dampen even more beneath his touch. With the other, he slips beneath the silk to trace one finger around Az’s rim, slowly coaxing him open. 

By this point Az is oozing precum, so it’s easy for Cassian to slide forward and collect some with his fingers, using it to help ease first one, then two, then three inside. Az squirms in Cas’s lap as his body opens up to accommodate the intrusion. 

What do you think, sweetheart? Cas asks you through the bond. You think he’s ready for me?

Yes, you say, mental voice just as breathy as it would be if you were speaking out loud. Yes, he’s ready. 

Cas senses your impending orgasm and waits, curling his fingers inside Az to make him whine. 

Wait, love, he coos at you. Your hand stills, obeying his orders even from halfway across Prythian, but you can’t stop your thighs from quivering with the force of holding back the waves of pleasure building up inside you. 

He knows what he’s doing and relishes in the satisfaction of being able to pull you back from the edge with just two words. Making sure the link is wide open so you can see it all, he uses two fingers to pull the panties aside and spread Az open. 

Why don’t you go get one of your toys, princess, Cas tells you as he sinks his cock into your shared mate. Chest heaving, you push yourself up and clamber out of the tub on shaky legs. You swipe a towel off the rack on your way back into the bedroom and toss it down before you collapse into the plush mattress. Reaching over to the nightstand, you dig around in the drawer until your hand wraps around the smooth, flesh-like material. 

You give Cas a glimpse through your eyes at the dildo as you slide it between your aching lips. 

Good girl, he tells you, grunting as he picks up his pace, snapping his hips to fuck up into Az in deep, punishing strokes. Back in Velaris, you increase the speed of your hand, trying to match his. 

Cas’s magic is soaring, bubbling up within him as he absorbs the raw, desperate need flowing into him from his mates. He tightens his grip on Az’s hips with one hand, nails biting into the Shadowsinger’s flesh just above the hem of his panties. The other slips around front to slide down Az’s abs and settles with a flat palm pressing against the soaking silk-covered bulge. 

“Fuck, you’re both so wet for me, aren’t you?” He moans, squeezing Az’s length. Az bucks up, grinding against Cas’s touch in sloppy, desperate circles. 

“Please, Cas, I need to—“ Az whines, moving one foot up to the edge of the chair to use as leverage, to get into the exact right position where he can feel Cas pressing against his prostate and Cas pressing against his cock, the delicious friction of damp fabric against sensitive skin… 

Please, Cassie, you echo, shoving the dildo up until it bottoms out, your thumb pressing against your clit in just the right way… 

Cas is close to bursting, but he pushes through the desire tugging all of the blood away from his head and into his cock. He pushes through the red hot flames circling his groin from the inside out enough to snarl, “Cum for me,” offering sweet release to his mates. The loves of his life. 

He watches through your eyes as your pussy flutters around the dark pink toy, can feel wet heat filling the fabric beneath his hand as Az releases into those Cauldron-damned panties.

The General bows his head to his mates, hair cascading over one shoulder as he pulls Az flush to his chest. The Shadowsinger sighs; and it’s the sweetest goddamn thing Cas has ever heard. 

He explodes. The force of his magic pulsing down the bond sends aftershocks straight to your core and you whimper, slowing but not stopping your thrusts. 

Azriel sinks back against Cassian, boneless and spent, content to wait in the tight embrace of his mate until Cas’s thrusts slow to a stop. 

It takes a while for Cas to come back after that. He just clings to Az, rests his head, chin hooked over one lean shoulder. You lay in bed, toy slipping out of your slickened hole, and muster enough energy to send a bit of shimmering, deep purple magic his way. 

Cas feels it settle into his veins, and his breathing slows. He feels warm and sated and sticky but in a good way. Blinking eyes take in the sight of those panties, stained a shade darker than they’d been when Cassian saw them there, folded up in the laundry like that. Taunting him with the promise of shadows wrapped in red silk, tanned thighs trimmed with lace. Practically begging to be taken. 

You owe me a new pair, Azzie. They can feel you pouting through the bond. Az chokes, sputtering against Cas until you put him out of his misery and coo, you look so pretty in those. I want you to keep them. 

Smirking against Az’s shoulder, Cas sends a chuckle down the bond.  I’ll buy you a whole new drawerful, darling. He pauses and nips at the skin beneath his lip, picturing his mates wrapped up in new lingerie like pretty little gifts from his former self. One for each of you, if you want.

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[charmac]

helllooooo i am absolutely obsessed with your macden sugar daddy fic. i’m not kidding when i say it has become a household name for me (in the dms with my poor, dear friend who does not even watch sunny. i have, and will continue to, bombard her with messages such as: “the macdennis fic i’ve been creaming over hasn’t been updated i’m in shambles” and thankfully you did update after that).

i went through your tumblr for a bit and saw in one of your responses you mentioned feeling a lack of encouragement to write when it feels like no one is actively requesting so i suppose this is my formal request. i am quite literally so emotionally invested in this fic. this is my high class literature (as a lit major). this is my magnum opus and i’m talking about the experience of READING it, not trying to imply this work is in any way mine.

i have sooo much i’d like to say about it but i get so scatterbrained when i think about it. i read the entire thing in one sitting and was in agony when i finished. then you updated on christmas and i read the entire thing AGAIN and i keep going back to that most recent chapter where (spoilers ig!) mac calls dennis daddy because it simply /felt right/. because he felt /safe/? oh i’m on the floor and begging for mercy. you’re brilliant. this story is brilliant. i’m a mess.

if you ever feel like people might not be interested: listen to me when i say your writing has permanently altered the chemistry of my dna and has conditioned me to check ao3 every single day with bated breath HOPING there’s an update. i love it. that’s an understatement. i LOVE IT.

i would also like to clarify that if you ever run into issues with writer’s block or even simply losing the excitement over this specific story, pls don’t feel obligated to write something you don’t want to. it’s your life!! i saw your 2023 update post and it seems like a fucking fantastic one at that, so live it to the fullest and do what you want!!

i think you’re neat. i think your writing is what leads good men to ruin (like me. i’m supposed to be reading jane eyre rn and all i can think of is your fic) /pos. truly my favorite source of sunny content across all your sunny social media.

question that i do apologize for asking if you’ve answered: the title is a fall out boy reference, right? big fan of that band. if it is, can i ask for details on the inspo?

thank u for your service solider o7

p.s. this was so needlessly long so sorry for bothering lmfaoooo but i had to say this somewhere and i think my friend is tired of hearing about the fanfic on a ship for a show she doesn’t even watch

First off, thank you so much for this, and second off don’t apologise for writing too much to me after you’ve seen the word count I spew out at random. I really appreciate your words, and I’ll tell you I’ve been in so many similar positions where I’ve been obsessed with a fic and had no one in it to relate to and have just ended up spamming a close friend instead, so to hear that’s done about my fic is really, really cool.

About prior asks, etc. I think I get down on myself a little, when I say I don’t get why people are reading or what they like and it’s hard to find motivation, it’s really just kinda my own internal struggle with all of that. (Also, I keep answering those when I'm drunk, my bad.) I get what I’m doing and what I’m writing, but I wanna make sure the audience does too. But you’re reading my words, so you must, even if you can’t (or just, don’t want to) sit down and go line-by-line of a 23k word chapter and tell me what’s going on.

Cause, I couldn’t sit down and write a full detailed list of every new episode of Sunny like that. Like, I just straight up couldn’t when they dropped. My reviews were like ‘5 stars, keysmash’ So I think there is something to be said about people really liking something, really wanting more, but maybe not having the words to vocalise or not having the time to vocalise why that is.

About wait times, updates, etc.. It is mainly about motivation, and like you’ve said I would never put out something just to put it out if it’s not reflective of what I want it to be (and know it can be). I mean, I’m not on a real deadline and I’m not getting paid, I'm writing this first and foremost for myself, so why would I rush it? Sometimes I can write thousands of words in a day, if the spark hits, but sometimes it can take months to fully form when it’s just me in my head and I still have to do shit in my daily life. And maybe I could do something to speed up that process, but I think my best work forms this way. But it does make updates painfully slow for you guys, and I apologise, cos I get that sucks.

Though, it is also spurred by external motivation: people pointing specific things out, telling me why they like something or what they see under the surface here, that stuff actually gets the gears in my head turning, back in focus. The ‘waiting for an update’ ‘pls write more’ isn’t motivation, it’s demand. (And understanding there is demand is definitely a motivator, don’t get me wrong, but that’s not a spark, it’s a push.) So the balance there is sometimes hard to match, I understand there is demand (though after Ch 7 or 8 whatever it was I genuinely thought maybe there wasn’t), and I appreciate being told that, but it can only go insofar as I have the motivation to bounce off of it. Sometimes, that’s literally just my own issue and no one can help me. You (not you, specifically, anon) just gotta trust an update will come... and if you fall out of care for Sunny in the meantime, oh well. Know I won't, lmfao.

About the Title, well, no one actually has asked me... I don't think (maybe 'cause it seems obvious?). I guess the answer is.. kind of? It is a lyric pulled from the Fall Out Boy song, but, well, a meme says it best:

The inspo is kinda what's written on the tin, wanted a title that makes it clear what it is. Don't read too much into the baseball metaphor though, it might hurt you a little in the spoilers department, if you think we're just purely having fun here...

Thanks for the ask, really really appreciate it, and knowing people like you are reading and enjoying my fic is awesome :)

#i do LIKE the song btw lmfao #i had a huge fob phase in 9th grade when save rock and roll came out #it just makes the meme funnier #but also it is true #the only inspo for pulling from the song lyric is that it worked on the level i needed it to #convey info for the plot #also now all my macden fics are song lyrics or titles bc of this one lmfao #ask #sugar daddy au

[slashersangel]

oh my bad but haiii eve!

Okay, I have a dwayne fic or you can do a drabble or headcanons. whichever fits you best

I would love to see daddy dwayne and mama s/o (human and female/AFAB) with an (whether adopted or biological child, they font belong to dwayne cuz i remember you saying that you didn't like pregnancy..SOMEWHERE but i fo remember and respect it ofc) child (possibly female too) who has a child crush on laddie 🙃😊

the idea sounded so flipping cute 😣🤗

And (if you want to) maybe include uncles (paul, david, marko, and maybe micheal too if you wish) along with the aunties (ig are star and maybe even lucy or lucy as the grandmother ^^) ...fuk max tho :/ excuse mah french

but uhh it sounded adorable :3 although i think this request focuses more on the kids then just anyone else but Laddie and Child s/o are both the same age ofc. (Im basing laddie's age off his irl age when he played the character in the movie at the time)

BUT YAY UR BACK !!! ☆

welcome back oqhwbqlsu

awe puppy 🥺 and yessss! i love this request, because when I was watching the lost boys with my niece, afterwards i asked her who her favorite was and she said the little boy like thats soooo cute. and i agree, fuck max <\3

Dwayne’s kid liking Laddie

• both you and Dwayne could tell that your daughter had a small kiddie crush on Laddie, she would always share whatever she had with him, coloring books, food, drinks, she’d even gave him a small dragon plushie which he sleeps with every day

• during the day (because the two you weren’t vampires just yet) your daughter would always ask when you could see laddie and dwayne and it melts your heart to see how much she cares for and loves them, even though Dwayne wasn’t her biological father (for many different reasons) but he raised her with you and she even calls him dad on a couple of occasions🥺

• but you were the one to point out the crush to dwayne when the four of you were sitting at the park at night, watching your daughter and Laddie play. He just nods before saying he thinks Laddie has a crush on your daughter as well, you just laugh and smile

• david loves your kid, as much as he says he hates children, he always looks after her, making sure she’s satisfied and doing good. definitely knows about her little crush on laddie, when he asked she just giggled and hide her face in his jacket. he smiled at that, like an actual smile

• uncles marko and paul mainly encourage your daughter to do fun stuff. and when she first met them, she was so nervous to talk to Laddie, Paul and Marko were immediately like, no, and introduce the two before you and Dwayne could, it was so sweet.

• but you and star are the ones she actually tells everything to. Star is so sweet to your daughter and tells her that even if it seems scary, talking to boys (Laddie) is really easy, and he’s such a sweet kid, so she shouldn’t be scared!

• but your daughter and Laddie will literally talk about anything, what happened at her school that week, what they had for lunch and breakfast, homework, teachers, everything. and they’d always drag each other to ride after ride, game after game, with one of the uncles or aunt tagging along, or maybe they’re just wandering by themselves just having fun

• oh my gods imagine little laddie holding onto your daughter’s hand on a ride because she was scared, and he tells her that it isn’t scary and he’ll say “i’ll tell you when we stop so you can opens your eyes” or something like that 😭🤚 stawp my heart can’t take it.

• he’d be so protective over her and vise versa, like if there was ever a bully on the boardwalk picking fun at her and one of the grownups wasn’t around, Laddie would most definitely stand up for her, and if the bully was picking fun at Laddie? You might have told her that violence was never the answer, but uncle David and Marko taught her how to defend herself (with or without your knowledge) and that bully is getting punched straight in the jaw. then they’d run away laughing, back to you and dwayne

ahhh i don’t know what else to put 😭!! this was such a cute request tho i loved it <3

#the lost boys #david the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #dwayne x reader #laddie the lost boys #laddie

[hotpinkboots]

I COULD NOT BE HAPPIER WITH THE MANDALORIAN SEASON 3 FINALE

I was just a *tiny* bit disappointed that nothing came out of Mando getting tied up and looking pretty on his knees (I WANTED TO SEE HIM INJURED >:))) ), but it was so cute how Grogu came to save his daddy LOL. The bacta spray part was adorable I love the call back to past episodes like that it's adorable.

ALSO I LOVED HOW BO WAS FLYING LIKE A BADASS AND TURNED ON THE DARKSABER LIKE THAT IT WAS SO UNNECESSARY AND DRAMATIC I LOVED IT LMFAO

Armorer Bonking People Supremacy

oh also when Mr. Mando said something about "this could get messy" or whatever he said it was something along the lines of that I had to stop myself from oohing and awing and moaning because of the way he said "messy". thank you

ALSO HOW THE HELL DID EARMUFF GIDEON BREAK THE DARKSABER THINGY????

AIDJDKDJJD

When I see Din getting thrown around I automatically scream and cry and wave my hands around and yell. I always need to be prepared like "ok Mando may get thrown" because I need to like jump through the screen and save him or some crap idk

GROGUUUU USING HIS BABY GOOGOO GAGA POWER TO SAVE DIN AND BO FROM THAT BIG ASS SHIP CRASH?? AMAZING. THAT MOMENT WAS BEAUTIFUL LOOK AT THIS YOU GUYS

LIKE WHAT 😭

Also his little sit at the end omg holds gently baby baby baby booboo tired from using his googoo gaga powers

It's always so bizzare to see Grogu like jumping around and stuff though 💀 like OKKK WELL I THINK WE OVERDID THAT JUST A BIT LMFAO I forgot baby can do parkour. Everytime I see Grogu doing parkour all I can think of is that parkour scene from The Office LOL

I do think Earmuff Gideon "died" too easily there's no way he's dead. Also what if that wasn't him and it was just one of his clones or something. And even if it wasn't a clone that's way too easy of a death. His scream at that part tho man that was insane I LOVED IT

ALSO MANDO FINALLY ADOPTED BABY YODA. LIKE. IT'S OFFICIAL AT LAST I kind of thought it already was a thing but like now it's a THING like they are ACTUALLY family now

Also also also I have been thinking for a good like six months now where are Grogu's parents. Like I know they're probably dead or won't come into the show or plot or anything but it's worth thinking about. And Order 66 was a while ago man so like how long was Grogu just chilling around in his lil space pod perambulator. whO ARE YOUR PARENTS KID

ALSO MY BOY IG-11 COMING BACK I FREAKING EXPLODED MAN 😭 like DUDE AT LAST I MISSED YOU

It was *so* satisfying to see Din now having a home base. Not a ship, a *home.* We haven't TRULY seen him relax EVER in this show. I thought it was so sweet that he had a place where he could put his feet up for once and just watch his kid/apprentice play. That really was the thing that got me, finally seeing such a strong, stoic character finally able to relax, sit back, and enjoy himself for a while. What better way to do so than by putting your feet up and watching your kid play? It's such a good feeling to see one of my favorite characters at last having a moment of true peace.

And that leaves it open for more adventures, no crazy cliff hanger that makes us wait impatiently for like a year or two, just relaxation and peace for once, just thinking that Din and Grogu are somewhere out there chilling :')

So they get to chill out until the next season which is a good feeling I cried my face off seeing the two of them relaxing I KNOW I KEEP SAYING "oh they're relaxing they're relaxing finally peace omg relaxation" BUT IT'S TRUE. DIN'S ALWAYS FIGHTING HIS ASS OFF BRO HE DESERVES A BREAK

So yeah I could NOT be happier with the ending of this season. The season OVERALL was pretty boring, so I'm disapponted about that, but the last two episodes were *chef's kiss*

also mythosaur or however you spell it. WAKE YO ASS UP BROOOOOO

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[a-pretty-damn-good-narrator]

Do you know of anyone else who I can rp with?

(I do not mean to offend you in any way, shape or form. I just want to do multiple rps at the same time but we are in the middle of one of them and I want to start another rp, but I do not want to stop the one we are currently rping, because it is too amazing.)

Ummm. These are my list of moots, have fun IG

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[tom-whore-dleston]

Missed You

Pairing: sugar daddy!Simu Liu x f!reader

Genre: sorta smut, sorta fluff

Warnings: a lot of suggestiveness, mention of phone sex, Simu being the best dog dad, daddy & mommy kink, preludes to 👉🏽👌🏽, very quick and poor writing lol

Summary: Simu is excited to see his two favorite girls after time away.

Word Count: 586

Beta Read: N/A

Notes: Just a quick little drabble after seeing Simu back with Chopa earlier this week :’) now that he's back in LA help me manifest us meeting Do not @ me with my M word kink okay. You will have to rip it from my dead hands 😤 Nothing explicit goes on, but my blog is still strictly 18+ and I will block minors or anyone I suspect to be a minor! Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊 Picture from miperrachopa on IG

Simu has been away from you for more than a week. Even though you have been separated for longer than that, it didn’t change how much you missed him. Not even the routine sexy phone calls before bed would help your sadness.

You had just come back from taking Chopa on a walk and you went to the kitchen for a glass of water. Suddenly, you heard the jingling of keys and the door flying open. The pooch ran towards the sound and barked with excitement. Then, you heard a familiar voice that filled your stomach with butterflies. Could it be?

“Chopa!” The voice cried. “Hi, baby! I’m so happy to see you. Daddy missed you so much!” You peeked out of the kitchen to find Simu being attacked with kisses from Chopa. Seeing your boyfriend after a week of being separated was like a fresh breath of air. The sadness washed away and you couldn’t wait to have him all to yourself, aside from sharing the attention with Chopa.

“Hey, girl. Where’s Mommy?” Simu asked the hyper pup. When she tilted her head at him, he asked again, “Where did Mommy go? Did she go somewhere?” Hearing him call you Mommy made you feel things you didn’t know you felt before. You weren’t sure if he meant it in a sexual way or if was dubbing you as Chopa’s mom. Either way, you liked the sound of it.

“Oh, so now I’m Mommy?” You chimed in, stepping out of the kitchen to face Simu. He whipped his head towards you and he ran to pick you up and spin you in the air. His lips peppered all over your face and neck as he held you by the waist.

“Oh, you have no idea how much I missed you!” He hoisted you down slightly so he could press his lips against yours after what felt like an eternity. You smiled against his lips, savoring his taste that you’ve been yearning for.

“I missed you too, Daddy! The bed was so lonely without you. I still had Chopa in the bed but it wasn’t the same without you.” You pouted your bottom lip, which Simu kept his eyes on while you talked.

“Don’t worry, honey. Now that I’m back, you and I can stay in bed all day and make up for lost time.” He set you down on the ground. You still couldn’t get the whole Mommy thing out of your head. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little turned on by him referring to you as Mommy.

“Sooo…when did I become Mommy?” You teased, trailing a finger down his chest. Simu smirked as you peered up at him through your lashes.

“Well, you are my girlfriend, so that would technically make you Chopa’s mom, right?”

“You’re right. It would.” Your hand landed on his belt buckle, waiting for Simu to react. “Am I your Mommy?”

Simu chuckled, “Do you want to be?”

You pulled him by the belt. “Only if you still get to be my Daddy afterwards.”

Simu growled and threw you over his shoulder. As he carried you to the bedroom, Chopa followed you both like a shadow. He gave her a firm look that made her stop at the doorway.

“Stay, Chopa. Daddy missed Mommy and now wants to play with her. You can come in when we’re done okay?” With that, Simu closed the door on her and she curled up into a ball outside the bedroom.

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[highqueenofelfhame]

potions master

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“Daddy,” a little voice whispered loudly from his doorway.

Rowan looked up from his laptop, noticing that a few of the students he was teaching over zoom also looked up at the screen at the sound of his five year old daughter’s voice. Rowan offered her a small smile and pushed back a little from his desk, eyes roving over the outfit she wore. Today, Kiran was a witch. She seemed to be wearing one of Aelin’s more tame, black nightgowns, a scarf, and a black and purple witches hat atop her silver hair. Her green eyes were blazing as she stepped into his office and held up a small plastic cauldron that was full of some sort of liquid. “Do you want to try my magic potion?” 

“I absolutely want to try your magic potion,” he told her, stomach already clenching at whatever atrocity he was about to consume.

Halloween had become Kiran’s favorite time of the year. It was October 12th, and she was already in high gear for the holiday. In fact, she’d been begging to decorate the house for Halloween as early as September second, and Rowan and his pregnant wife had let her have exactly what she wanted. Aidan, their current youngest child, didn’t really care. He was three and destroyed anything no matter what holiday it was or how much he liked the decor. 

For the last week, Kiran had been standing on a step stool in the kitchen while Aelin watched from her perch on a barstool across the island. She mixed all sorts of spices together with milk, or water, sometimes gatorade or sodas, all while mumbling gibberish or doing her best to speak words that she’d heard her parents use from the Old Language to activate the magic potions. Twice she had tried to make Aidan drink them, and both times he’d started screaming and crying so much that it made Kiran cry because he didn’t like her potions. Aelin was four months pregnant and just the smell of the potions made her stomach turn, which left Rowan as the prime potion tester. 

“What’s this potion for?” 

Kiran giggled as Rowan took the little cauldron from her, her little fingers covering her lips as she scrunched her shoulders up to her ears. She looked every bit the menace that she was, taking way too much after her mother in everything but the coloring of her hair and eyes. 

“It’s a love potion!” She said it so loudly and with a little hop for punctuation.

It made Rowan smile and he heard his students start laughing. He glanced over, momentarily wondering if he should shut off his camera, but decided against it. Peering into the little cauldron, it appeared to have a milky base and was full of so much cinnamon and cloves he could smell it. It couldn’t be that bad. He’d definitely had worse. 

Or so he thought, until he downed it all in one brave gulp. It was a mistake. An immediate mistake, because not only was the cinnamon and clove flavor so overpowering that it was making his throat burn, but the kid had dumped so much salt into her potion that it tasted like a very botched chai latte. Rowan fought the grimace, swallowed the mouthful of liquid, and sat back in his chair for a moment while he waited for the potion to have it’s desired effects. 

About sixty seconds after sitting and watching his daughter eagerly bounce on her toes with anticipation, he sprang from his chair and shouted, “Aelin? Fireheart? Aelin, my love?” and with a wink at Kiran he bolted down the hall toward where he knew his wife was relaxing on the couch.

She had barely moved from the last time he’d seen her, though now her feet were propped up while she watched the Great Adarlanian Bake Off. Aelin’s lips immediately turned up into a smile as he knelt beside her and began to press kisses all over her stomach, her hands, up her arms to her face. Kiran was cackling behind Rowan as she clapped her hands and hopped up and down with glee. 

Aelin began laughing into his kisses while he professed his undying love for her over and over, allowing him to kiss her as many times as he saw fit to please their daughter. She draped her arms around his neck, holding him closer for a longer kiss. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be working?”

“My kid asked me to taste a love potion so godsdammit, I’m going to taste a love potion,” he replied, pressing another few kisses to her lips. 

“How was it?”

“Would you like to lick the cauldron to find out?” Aelin wrinkled her nose and shook her head, and Rowan knew she was fighting to make a joke about the innuendo that was laced in his words somewhere. He pressed another kiss to her mouth and stood, dropping a kiss to Kiran’s head while he made his way back to his office. 

He was halfway down the hall when he heard his wife say conspiratorially, “I think it worked.”

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[vixenpen]

Can I request domestic life, black s/o with bakugou and hawks having 3 sets of twins(4 boys 2 girls) all with strong quirks and strong personalities like them. Ending with nsfw and them finally getting some alone time without the kids.

Everyday Hawks asks himself why the hell he had so many Damn children.

His answer? Because he loves kids and wanted to be a family man.

Let his twin flame tell it? Because he has a breeding kink.

To cap it off, they all had some combination Of both of your powerful quirks. All three sets of twins had Hawks’ wings in various colors. It seemed he was destined to birth all prodigies as all six of his children displayed their quirks early.

Hawks couldn’t have been more proud or felt more blessed. He loved all his chicks, but my lord...

THUMP!

“Keito! Kaito! What are you two doing?”

.........

“Kaito! Keito—“

“Nothing!”

It wasn’t nothing.

When Keigo went upstairs, the two (your h/c) twins had managed to knock over their entire toy chest.

Dozens of blue and red feathers hovered in the air as two pairs of wide (e/c) eyes stared back at him.

👉🏻“He did it!”👈🏻

Keigo just sighed and rubbed his forehead

“I don’t care who did it, just clean it up.”

“Yes sir!”

“Keigo!!!”

That was you calling for him.

Keigo flew downstairs to see you looking somewhere between exasperated and exhausted

You simply pointed at the ceiling where your infant twin daughters had floated up to the rafters.

“It’s amazing that they can already fly at one.” Keigo marveled proudly.

“Yeah they’re regular prodigies, just like they’re daddy,” you sighed, tiredly. “Just get them down, please.”

“Ok daddies’ little chickadees,” he flew up toward the ceiling To grab the giggling baby girls.

He nuzzled their blonde hair. “My little chicks. Please don’t scare mommy like that.”

“I told you we need to get baby leashes for them.”

“We are not putting our kids on leashes like dogs, y/n.” He passed you the babies. “Remember, there are no locked cages in our house.” He grinned, cheekily.

You shook your head with a small smile. “Why did I let you pump six kids into me?”

“Hmm,” he wrapped an arm around your waist, his amber eyes growing seductive. “Want me to remind you?”

You giggled. “Kei—“

“Mommy! Daddy!”

That was your second set of twin boys

You and Keigo glanced at each other, panicked, and ran outside.

Once you two made it to the back yard, you were met with your eldest two twins. Neither of you could believe what you were seeing. The humongous tree house—more like a god damn tree mansion—that Hawks had constructed for the eldest children was completely bottomed out.

The floor of half of it decorating the ground and two by fours hanging from the sturdy branches like Christmas ornaments.

“H-how,” you muttered in disbelief, “just...how...?”

Hawks appeared to be near tears.

“It took me almost a year to build that thing...”

The six year olds flew up to you both, talking animatedly over each other.

“Mommy, Kato and me were playin’ heroes, and-and Kaya was tryin’ to do Daddie’s feather sword move an-“

“Nah uh Kano! That’s not what happened, you were tryin’ to do uncle Enji’s moves, and then, and then-“

“And Kato, and..”

Their explanations overlapped into an incoherent mess that only served to leave you and Hawks with more questions than answers.

The two of you glanced tiredly at each other. Pretty much in a silent agreement that you both needed a break.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Do you think Mirko is ok?” You asked worriedly, as you removed yourself earrings.

“Trust me, if anybody has the energy to handle our chicks, it’s Rumi.” Hawks replied, snatching off his tie.

The two of you had just come back from dinner at one of your favorite upscale restaurants. Hawks had truly gone all out, getting you a room at an upscale hotel and spa.

Mirko had luckily jumped at the chance to babysit her favorite baby carrots, allowing the two of you a much needed evening out.

“I know, but I’m just worried. She hasn’t texted me in three hours...”

“Whelp, either our kids killed her or there’s nothing wrong,” Hawks quipped.

You shot him a withering glance. “Very funny, Keigo. I’m gonna call her.”

Just as you whipped out your phone, a tickle along you leg made you pause. Another ran down your arm. Then along your neck.

“Stop it, Kei.” You giggled, swatting his crimson feathers before they could make their way up your skirt.

“I can’t help it, babe,” hawks mumbled back, he reached to grab your hips. “You’re so fucking sexy when you’re in concerned Mom mode.”

He pulled you on to the bed until you were straddling his hips. “Those motherly instincts are what drew me in.”

You rolled your eyes, fighting back a smile.

“Well, that,” his amber eyes grew hazy with lust, “and how fucking sexy you are.”

Pinching your soft stomach, you shot back; “Oh yeah, six kids later, and I’m a regular Instagram model.”

In a flash, your husband had you flipped on your back.

“Nah, baby, you’re better than any IG model. ‘Cuz you’re real.”

His scarred hands slid along your thighs. You shivered as his avian golden eyed gaze held on to your own. The scruff of his goatee tickled your thighs as he kissed the soft flesh, kneading it.

“Ahh Kei~”

“This body,” he slurped harshly against the dark skin of your hips and pelvis, “has given me six of the greatest blessings in my life.”

His fingers danced it’s way towards your dripping womanhood. A sweet sigh slipped from your lips when you felt two of them enter your heat.

“You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, y/n.”

His thumb pressed against your clit, setting your body on fire. You were already clenching his pumping fingers. His tongue slipped around your nipples, tickling your nerves once more.

“So yes,” he glanced back up at you, “you are fucking sexy to me, Lovebird. And I haven’t been able to fuck this body proper in a long time. So fuck the phone, fuck calling Mirko, fuck everything.”

He hoisted himself on top of you, his erection gliding against your pulsing clit and wet lips. The fire in your womanhood was absolutely raging now.

Fuck, you needed him.

“Let me fuck the shit out of you,” he smirked down at you, “the way we used to fuck before the kids.”

Well shit, when he put it like that, who were you to protest?

You snatched off Keigo’s white button down in seconds. Your dressed was tossed aside and in seconds, your legs were wrapped around Keigo’s trim waist.

“I got you, babe.” He mumbled into your ear.

With a powerful thrust, he plunged deep into you. A sharp pleasure shot through your entire body.

He ground his hips hard, fast, and deep against the friction of your gushy grip.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—oh my goddd..”

You cursed. The pain of Keigo’s teeth in your neck, juxtaposed with the sweet pleasure he was assaulting your pussy with.

“My baby,” he moaned against your neck, his breath hot against your skin. “Feels so fucking good, fucking amazing...”

“Don’t. You. Dare. Cum. In. Me.”

You managed between his powerful thrusts. You tried to glare at him, but he felt too good inside you to manage anything other than desire.

He pushed himself up to his knees and pulled your legs apart.

His sexy smirk aimed at your blissed out face.

“Make a pretty face for me to come on then, Lovebird.”

He slammed into you even harder. His thick dick hitting your g-spot with every stroke.

“Ah, god, Keigo!”

Your loud moans mounted into breathy screams.

“Oh yeah, that’s the spot isn’t it, Lovebird?”

“Right—fuck—right there, Daddy~”

“Yeah?” He groaned.

Somehow, even with his orgasm clearly approaching, he kept his eyes on you. You could barely hold your own open as Hawks’ strokes you to your orgasm.

His red feathers flared out, ruffling. That was it. That made you snap.

Your orgasm closed in on you, bathing you in ecstasy.

Hawks was right behind you. He slid out of your grip and shot his thick, hot load all over your panting lips and heaving breasts.

“Shiiit.” He sighed before sinking down on top of you.

The pair of you lie in the afterglow of your mutual orgasms. Hawks cradled you in his arm, wrapping the both of you in his soft wings.

“Do we have to go back?” You asked.

Hawks chuckled, kissing your kinky curls. “We do, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Yeah,” you smiled, “we wouldn’t.”

((This was a very difficult to do but it was also very cute. So thank you for that request I hope you like it))

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[highsocietyhq]

the messages respondents left for the whole group + xee’s proposition and how we’ll be implementing it !

i mean, i just love it here! before hshq i never really stuck around in an rp and never felt like i could get my characters involved, and tbh i usually joined rps expecting to ghost in like 2 weeks. 4+ years later, here i am! i’m not sure how many times this has been said but you guys are a great group of writers: u guys are creative, keep things exciting, and are just great to interact with. i mean it’s just fun to write with people who have developed characters and muses like this group. i’m not sure what else to say, other than y’all r so great.

hi!! i say this all the time on my random sappy posts that i like to make but i LOVE hshq. it's my favorite place and i adore it and even though it's not perfect i do think it's more than worth it to be a member long term here

The caliber of writing in this group is phenomenal and it goes to show just how creative and witty every member is.

i love all of my plots so much and i’m so glad to be in the group !!!! but i wish people did quality over quantity even when doing threads who don’t interact usually. it’s ok not to have 50 threads. a handful of fun exciting and unexpected threads do so much more for the group than numerous threads where nothing happens

we have an excellent group of writers and it's soooo exciting to see what you do but it'd be more amazing to have the chance to expand and part taken outside comfort zones and I want to my part in help this because sometimes we take things for granted and this place has survived this long and there's so many more stories to tell

the only frustrating part about hshq is how it’s impossible to write with every character !

I literally love you guy so much and this group means so much to me

make obi chat daddy again

i wish things could be explored more organically sometimes. it sometimes feels like people have plotted out years in advance at which point there's no reason for characters to interact with each other because you already know the outcome.

you're all beautiful writers and i'm having so much fun writing with everyone

I think you don't need to be afraid to reach out to people and also admins and try to get involved in plots. Being active and offering ideas is always a good thing to feel more included! And also picking up a new character to expend your horizon and give you a chance to interact with more people

i wish people stopped contacting me for plots and then expecting me to do the plotting😢 idm doing a plot with someone when asked but i mind being asked to come up with a plot when i barely have time to develop my current ones

Thanks for what you do!

flashbacks to my hshq defense post years ago ajksdf but i think everyone is a lovely writer and each brings something different to the group! everyone gets so in depth with their chara development and it's amazing to watch charas grow and even watch people develop as writers. we all start somewhere but we're all in this (not so) lil group together just world-building and causing chaos. what more could u ask for?? idrk what else to say atm more head empty jaksdf ily all

i love it here and all of you and i'm sorry my activity sucks sometimes bc i love writing with yall and reading what yall write and come up with and just interacting in general and teaching each other about people

as for xee’s suggestion:

idk if this would be considered mini event or what but what if there were little activities “scheduled in the program” for the royals to take part in if they choose? i’m trying to make this make sense

say at the beginning of the month, a post is made about events/classes/tours in the city they’re in for the royals and participation is optional (no major dash interruption by pausing regular threads). the timeframe would just be “available any time this month” or however long u wish.

say, for instance, we’re in tokyo: a class could be sushi making or an attraction could be a go kart tour through the city. if members want to have their chara attend, they could have an open starter stating it’s taking place at xyz, which might open up opportunities for threads between charas who might not interact normally?

less mini event more so list of potential starter topics ig??? the more i try to flesh it out, the more i’m meh which is why i deleted it at first ok bye

so we were thinking that we’d have BIMONTHLY activities, posted every other monday as long as you guys send us suggestions. we thought it was a fun and easy way to inspire organic threads but we thought it was a bit too much work for us to do research for your threads when everyone who cares can do it themselves too skgdjgkdsn. so starting TOMORROW, we’ll start posting those lists of activities. pls send us ideas !

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[storybycau]

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[cloneslugs]

masato/aoki for the ask game :)c

sorry

First Impression: he was an asshole but i liked him he seemed really sad

Impression Now: he is an evil asshole but i have lots of complex feelings and think he got an unfair ending </3 regardless of whether he "deserved" redemption or anything he did """deserve"""" a chance to change like he planned/wanted.. idk just sad ig

Favorite Moment: his finale was sooo good but the moment where he crawls to his wheelchair and shoots a guy makes me crazy bonkers insane too .. him calling sawashiro </3 idk it gives me lots of thoughts 

Idea for a Story: i would love to see him growing up w Ichi (i say growing up but they were teenagers by then), esp w the implication that Ichi was at the hospital a lot w him & that they just . spent a lot of time together when they were teens.. i hope they were funner + happier times <3 or him knowing Daigo back when they were obnoxious 12yo together w daddy issues <3, also bg lore w his dad would be fun i think i hate fathers <3

Unpopular Opinion: he would be a fun party member in rgg8 🙈 sorry he shouldnt have died it was stupid killing him ilovehimalot…………. also they should have kept him disabled there was no reason he couldnt have still needed a wheelchair im tired of rgg studios always pulling this shit 

Favorite Relationship: Ichiban (: brother time <3 

Headcanon: um i think he knew Daigo + the Dojimas decently well growing up (:, hes trans sorry hes transgender sorry thisis cringe, homosexual.., he and Ichiban pierced their own ears together (well they agreed to + he pierced Ichi's but decided this sucks and had Ichi take him somewhere professional), knows way too much dragon quest lore for a guy who really doesnt care much for dragon quest + he has strong opinions on things too he cant help but being opinionated and he hates it bc he doesnt even really care, he read manga w Ichi a lot (it was another interest Ichi got him into) but Ichi would always pick up the newest issues for them to read together, whenever he and Ichi got food together at a cafe or whatever he always lets Ichiban have the cherry/strawberry/whatever at the top of his cake/ice cream/whatever <3, once Ichi joined the family he was spending more time w Ichi than his dad + that's when resentment really started brewing for both Ichi and Arakawa (he already hated his dad by then i mean +Ichi was and still is a lot of displaced anger), he and Ichi have dragon quest OCs together (: Masato cant draw but he would help w writing & Ichi could draw them <3

#asks #I LOVE YOU AMES.. youre so real asking for a character you hate <3 #rgg txt #i tried to keep this one shorter so im leaving stuff out ig but um :shy:

[ooops-i-arted]

here’s an idea: the “I missed you so much!” Sentence started but it’s Din and Boga Jr when Din thinks they aren’t being watched

Din angled the Razor Crest further downward, carefully aiming for the makeshift landing pad that had been made just outside the village.  He could already see the kids swarming, little green specks on the landscape spilling out of the house to greet him.  And of course right behind them was their newest acquisition, the gangly young varactyl’s bright yellow and rusty red feathers easily visible even from this distance.

Din sighed.  She - named Boga Jr. by the kids for absolutely no reason he’d been able to decipher - was the reason he’d had to take another job so soon after the last one, now that he had yet another eager mouth to feed.  He hadn’t thought one young animal could eat so much when he gave in to the kids’ begging and rescued her from that shut-down zoo, but Boga Jr. was practically a bottomless pit.

And that wasn’t even getting into all the work a new pet took, because of course the kids couldn’t really manage her, being so much smaller than her.  Din was the one who had to feed her, water her, train her, make sure she was walked, take her outside to shit, and probably more tasks that would pile up until he found somewhere new to rehome her.

He landed the Razor Crest, watching carefully for stragglers, but by now the kids were very good about staying safely away from the ship and clustering around one of their caretakers instead.  Kuiil was holding the rambunctious varactyl by her harness; IG-11 and Winta were herding the kids.  Din hurried through the shutdown sequence and all but ran down to the exit ramp.

A deafening cry of “DAD!” greeted him as the ramp lowered; the green mass ahead barely waited for the ramp to lower completely before swarming up.  Din knelt to greet them all, scooping them up for hugs by the armful, knowing they would be able to sense his huge smile even if they couldn’t see it.  This was always the best part of a job:  coming home and being welcomed back.

The kids were full of information, telling him about every scrape and adventure and incident that had happened over the last three days he’d been gone, the cacophony more than even his helmet’s audio filters could handle.  His eldest firmly lodged himself in the crook of Din’s elbow while several climbed his shoulders and back and legs, the beskar protecting him from most of the claws.  By now even the littlest babies were crawling up to him, carefully shadowed by Winta, cooing and trying to pull themselves up his boots.

“I missed you all so much,” Din finally said when most of them paused to catch a breath.

He got dozens of “we missed you too!”s in return, along with several pleads not to leave again and to play and to come look at various art pieces, block structures, and mud pies.  Din frowned in irritation as Boga Jr. kept squawking louder and louder, straining so hard at her harness she was almost pulling Kuiil over and making it harder to hear his sons.

“It is sunset,” intoned IG-11.  “This is the children’s designated bedtime.”

Din waited for the kids’ loud collective groan to pass before saying, “Yes, it is.”

“I don’t want to go to bed,” grumped Yod’ika, pressing his face into Din’s chest.  “I want to play with you.”

The others echoed their eldest brother.  Din hugged all the ones he was holding and tried to give head pats to everyone else in range.  “I’ll be here tomorrow.  We can play all day then.”

“Aww,” said the kids, turning their big brown eyes on him.

“Tomorrow,” said Din firmly before their adorable expressions could work their magic on him.

Before he could start herding them to the house, there was a loud squawk and Boga Jr. finally broke free from Kuiil, bounding right up to Din.

Din cursed, snatching the babies up before her feet could crush them and jerking away as the feathered face stuck right in his helmet.  The long tail thrashed, nearly getting one of the littler ones, who laughed and toddled away, unconcerned by how close to injury he’d come.  “Down,” Din snapped, trying to stand up.  Boga Jr. jumped at him, aiming for his chest where several of the children were cradled.  “Down,” Din ordered.

“Here, girl,” called Kuiil, and the varactyl bounded back over to Kuiil without trampling any of the children and accepted him reattaching the harness.  “Apologies, but she is strong,” said Kuiil, stroking some of the head feathers that gleamed ruby in the slanting sunlight.  “She will not hurt the little ones, though.  You needn’t fear.”

“Boga Jr. is nice, Daddy,” chirped Yod’ika 22 from somewhere around his foot.

“Papa, I don’t want to go to bed,” whined Yod’ika 17, squirming out of Din’s arm and dropping before Din could catch him.  He landed easily like the kids usually did, but it still worried Din every time.  “Can’t we play just five more minutes?”

He really wanted to be the nice one and say yes.  But Omera had always said a consistent bedtime is for the best, and by now Din had seen evidence of that himself.  So he simply answered, “We will play tomorrow.”

Yod’ika 17 scowled, then said “No!” and bolted.

Din sighed as the kids broke out in cheers as Yod’ika 17 evaded IG-11 and Winta, giggling madly.  Din debated joining the chase.  He knew it was done to gain his attention, and if he did give in he’d have to set down all the ones in his arms and draped over his shoulders, and then they’d run…

Before he could make a decision, Boga Jr. squirmed out of Kuiil’s grasp and bolted after the wayward Yod’ika 17, rapidly bearing down on him, jaws opened wide.

Din had seen those jaws snap a thick tree branch in half and now they were after his son and he couldn’t put all the other kids down in time to get his blaster and -

But the thought wasn’t even finished before Boga Jr. delicately picked up Yod’ika 17 by the neck of his shirt, the little one giggling madly as Boga Jr. calmly trotted over and delivered the boy right to Din’s feet.  Her tail thrashed back and forth happily and Din could almost swear she was grinning at him.

“Good job, Boga Jr.,” said several of the kids, patting her feathers and laughing as she headbutted them, always gently enough to make sure they didn’t so much as stumble.

“The varactyl has proved useful in herding the children,” said IG-11.

“She likes them,” said Winta, scratching Boga Jr.’s head feathers and laughing as the tail gently knocked against her legs.  “And she likes to chase them.”

“Let’s go home, Boga Jr.,” said Yod’ika 17, climbing on the varactyl’s back.  Several of his brothers joined him, and Boga Jr. waited patiently until they were on board before rocketing over to the house, the children laughing wildly and Din reminding himself that that feeling in his chest wasn’t actually a heart attack.

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Winta was sent off to her own home after helping all the children get inside and Kuiil went off to tend his blurrgs, leaving Din and IG-11 to handle putting 101 children to bed.  By now Din had the process down to a science, and he was glad to fall back into the easy rhythm of wiping away the day’s grime, putting on nightclothes, changing a diaper or herding them to one of the child potties, and then tucking them into the wall of beds or one of the cribs.

Of course it was complicated by the newest resident.  Boga Jr. wanted to help lick the kids clean and physically carry them to and from the bathroom when she wasn’t trying to snatch pajamas out of Din’s hand.  And of course all the mischief riled up the kids tenfold, when bedtime was already always more difficult when Din returned, with every child determined to wring every scrap of attention out of him they could.

But finally everyone was safely tucked in with a favorite toy and IG-11 headed back to Kuiil’s residence.  Din read a book to all of them - shorter than usual because they were running late, but still long enough to ensure there were yawns and drooping eyes by the time he was done - and then one final good night for everyone.  Boga Jr. stayed at his heels the entire time, yapping additions to the book until Din shushed her, and weaving in and out of the babies’ cribs as if determined to check their integrity.  Din held his breath, but her clunking into them didn’t wake anyone up, even finicky Ika’ika.

Finally it was his own turn to get ready for bed, the process slowed by the varactyl who still insisted on following him, huffing and squawking softly at him no matter how many times he tried to get her to keep quiet.

“Don’t you have a place to sleep yet?” Din asked grumpily in between brushing his teeth.  Boga Jr. only stood up against the sink stand and made faces at herself in the mirror.  Din made a mental note to ask Kuiil to finish that pet enclosure he’d asked for as soon as possible.

She padded ahead of him as he went to his own room, sleep dragging at his eyelids, and it wasn’t until he’d gotten half his armor off and on its stand that he finally noticed where the varactyl had set herself.

Boga Jr. was in his bed, the sheets and comforter now a twisted mess and the pillows scattered to the floor.  When she saw him looking she squalled happily, her tail whipping back and forth and knocking the last pillow down.

“Get down,” Din said irritably.  Hadn’t he told everyone before he left he didn’t want the animal on the furniture?  Dammit, he was going to have a talk with Cara; he usually tolerated her ignoring his rules for the kids because she still kept the kids safe and her antics made them happy, but this was too much.  “Down,” he repeated, and the varactyl jumped down and coiled around his feet instead, rubbing her feathered head against his shins.  Din grumbled, planting his feet so he wouldn’t be knocked over.  Even as a juvenile, Boga Jr. was about as long as he was tall, and plenty strong.

Din ignored her, getting the rest of the armor off and exchanging his jumpsuit for the loose shirt and pants he slept in.  He set his helmet on his nightstand before stepping back into the house, convinced that there had to be some other suitable place for the pet to sleep.  The nightlight was the only illumination, and the kids were making those cute soft baby snores that meant they were asleep, so he tiptoed through the rest of the house trying to find some corner where he could stick the varactyl until morning without her waking up the kids.

As if summoned by the thought, there was a rapid and not-very-quiet patter of feet and Boga Jr. came bounding after him, her squawking muffled but still plenty audible.  “Shh!” hissed Din, afraid she would undo all his hard work at bedtime, but she ignored him, skidding to a halt at his feet and squawking again, tail thumping against the floor.  Din tried to scoot away from her, but she followed him, finally leaping up and placing her oversized paws on his chest, and he finally saw what was muffling her noises.  She had his damn helmet in her beak.

“Thanks,” he mumbled, taking it and praying she hadn’t dented it.  She squawked happily, then bounded off to his room, knocking into one of the cribs on her way.

Din cursed, hurrying over in time to see the three infants in it start to squirm and mewl.  “Shh, shh,” Din whispered, gently rocking Yod’ika 97, Yod’ika 98, and Yod’ika 99 with his hands.  The first two settled immediately, but Yod’ika 99 fussed and whimpered until Din picked him up, bouncing him a little until he finally settled and Din could set him back in the crib.

“Dad?” mumbled a sleepy voice from across the room.

Din hurried over to soothe his eldest back into sleep; anytime Yod’ika realized he had Din all to himself again, he was liable to stretch the time out by any means necessary.  “It was just Boga Jr. running around, ad’ika,” he said, patting the little head.  “Go back to sleep.”

“But she’s supposed to be sleeping,” said Yod’ika fretfully.  “You aren’t making her go outside with no house, are you Dad?”

“No, of course not,” Din said.  The kids had been very adamant that Boga Jr. needed shelter and Din was pretty sure he would’ve found himself on the wrong end of a magic hand if he’d tried to argue.  “Where has she been sleeping?”

“In your room, Dad,” said Yod’ika with a huge yawn.  “She likes your bed.”

Dammit.  Someone had let her get on the furniture.  Din patted Yod’ika a few times until he rolled over and went back to sleep, then trudged back to his own room to find Boga Jr. waiting for him.  The second he walked inside her head shot up and her tail happily thumped on the bedclothes.  The pillows had all been dragged back on the bed, the beak-shaped marks in them eliminating any question of who had put them there.  Din sighed, but supposed the bedding was due for a wash anyway.

Boga Jr. squawked happily at him, leaping up and circling on top of the bed, twisting the covers with her and rearranging the pillows.  But instead of plopping in the middle, she scooted off to the side and stared at him expectantly.

Stars, what the hell did she want now?  Din just wanted to go to sleep… 

Impatiently, the varactyl leapt up and hurried over to him, catching his pant leg in her oversized and very sharp beak.  Din jumped, but she only tugged insistently until he followed her over to the bed, where she jumped up again and chirruped encouragingly, knocking her head against his arm and trying to urge him into the bed.

Suddenly it hit Din.  A nest.  She’d made him a damn nest.

Din crawled into bed, trying to not completely destroy Boga Jr.’s handiwork while pulling the blankets over himself.  Immediately two pillows were dropped on his head, accompanied by a quiet chirr, and then the whole damn varactyl flopped down on top of him, knocking the wind out of his lungs.  Boga Jr. didn’t seem to notice, just nudging his arm aside until she could stick her beak in the crook of his elbow, one of the kids’ favorite places to nestle given half a chance.  Her tail flapped back and forth a few times, and then she started making a low, rumbling purr, rubbing her face against Din’s side.

Without thinking, Din started scratching at her head feathers, earning a contented chirr.  “You missed me, huh?” he asked.

Boga Jr. gave him a distinctly happy chirrup and rubbed her face against him some more.

Well, maybe one night in his bed wouldn’t hurt.  Especially since it seemed like she really did like the kids, and she really didn’t have anywhere else to sleep anyway, and she really wasn’t that bad, he thought.  “I missed you too,” Din told her.

#this ended up much longer than i intended but it was too much fun #din you big softie #the mandalorian #101 yoditos au #boga jr #fic #asks #thehollyraven

[sawyersick]

1 through 69 because you gotta twin with me

OMG ASDFGHJKL

aight here goes bitchez

1. are you religious?

nahh but my parents sent me to church camp when I was in elementary school??? For the cheap childcare I guess???

2. what animal do you think you’re most like?

I haven’t thought about this much but I think a field mouse!!

3. how do you take your coffee?

never……………………… I hate coffee

4. how old were you when you had your first kiss?

my mom’s bosses son forced himself on me when we were 6 lol so I don’t count that……….. so 15 i guess (according to my friend, if there’s no hormones it doesn’t count lol)

5. museum date or aquarium date?

AQUARIUM AQUARIUM AQUARIUM

6. do you have any tattoos or piercings? do you want more?

Just my ears are pierced and I have a whale (badly) tattooed on my hip I’ll post pix if you want but its pretty uggo

I want another whale on the other side so I’ll be symmetrical and a triangle hand tat….. maybe an eyeball tat (a tattoo of an eyeball…. not one on my eye lol)? I’m not really interested in anymore piercings tho

7. favorite fruits?

strawberries!!!

8. favorite vegetables?

when I was 12 I ate so many carrots my skin turned orange and my mom thought I had jaundice

also I heckin love mushrooms

9. i’ll only date you if _____. (fill in the blank)

I’ll only date you if you treat me with respect :(

10. do you cry a lot?

yeah lol at least twice a month minimum

11. who are your closest friends?

I don’t really have any? I’ve felt distant from my irl friends lately so idk probably just demo

12. have you ever been a part of a protest or a march?

I did the walk out for gun violence

13. do you play any video games?

helllllls yeah but I usually only play 3/ds

14. did you ever have an emo or scene phase?

yes and I think I’m still in it rip

15. what color is most of your wardrobe?

I think I wear a lot of blue! and black and white too i guess…… I’m trying to add more reds tho

16. what do you like to do for fun?

I bake and sew and draw! and listen to music

17. what is your biggest fear?

body horror tw for this one rip

being abandoned, being forced to do horrifically gross/unclean stuff, getting my eyes gouged out, getting the bones in my hands broken, getting acid poured on my face, the people around me dying, being forced to eat live slugs, getting my skin peeled off with a knife

18. name a subject you know a lot about.

whales/the ocean in general and baking!! and the band Liily

19. favorite fictional characters?

hm idk? Link and Zelda from LoZ, Clover and Snake and Aoi from 999, rhyme from TWEWY, Maka and Soul from Soul Eater, Storm from the Xmen, Ariel from the Little Mermaid, Chun Li, the Kagamines, Rilakkuma

idk I just thought about characters I have merch for

20. do you read a lot? what are your favorite books?

I used to??? Haven’t had the time for it in a while though and I’ve been reading a lot of how-to books as of late….. I really liked the Legend trilogy though

21. how would you describe your style?

art style and fashion style would both be classified as “cute but tries to be edgy” I think

22. did you have a favorite stuffed animal when you were little? do you still own it?

Yes!! a pastel elephant with a rattle in it named Elephant (very creative I know) He’s in my stuff somewhere now and this question reminded me to go find him again

23. what’s something most people love that you hate?

hmmm…. sports? mustard? airpods???? idk

24. do you think you’re a good singer?

actually yes? I wanna be in a band but I’m lowkey afraid of singing in front of people I know but have no problem doing it in front of an audience of strangers hmu if you’re in the SF bay area I’ve written 6 punk songs

25. who do you live with?

my parents and cat

26. favorite desserts?

ice cream, anything with chocolate or whipped cream, creme brulee, lemon tarts

I’m not too picky though lol

27. what is the best decision you’ve made in your life so far?

realizing that I can actually do mostly whatever I want and most things have fewer consequences than I think

also cutting people out of my life that emotionally exhaust me

28. favorite makeup brands?

uhhhh whatever’s cheap and doesn’t make my eyes burn ig urban decay is good when I can afford it

29. favorite clothing stores/brands?

Goodwill??? I used to shop at f21 but I try not to anymore

30. what was your first job?

working at a lake teaching windsurfing and sailing and I still work there

31. do you take a lot of naps?

n o  I absolutely  h a t e  taking naps and try to avoid them

32. what is your favorite part about your body?

hmm I have pretty good hair i think and sometimes my eyes? I have huge (genetic) eyebags tho which gets me down

33. are you more dominant or more submissive?

In day to day life I guess I’m more dominant??? like I make decisions when nobody else wants to :0 also idk intimately since iM aN aDuLt vIrGiN and pretty sex repulsed but probably sub 

34. are you more outgoing or more shy?

outgoing but sometimes it makes me annoying

35. how tall are you?

short…………………………. 4′8/143 cm

36. what is your body type?

uhh hourglass????? maybe pear I got them Thunder Thighs according to the guy who got kicked out of drama club for peeping in the girls changing room

37. favorite flower?

calendula, sunflowers, lavender and dianthus!!

38. favorite planet?

Neptune??????????????????

39. what do you want to dress up as for halloween this year?

I wanna be the bride of frankentstein but in a shiro lolita coordinate to make her look ~fancy~ or the Nancy part of Sid and Nancy if I’m in a relationship by that time

40. do you prefer to date people the same age as you, younger, or older?

Ideally the same age and I’m wary of dating anyone more than 2 years younger or older than me but I’m more willing to date older than younger

41. describe the person you’re in love with/have a crush on in great detail.

yall know who it is already but

in a band, dark hair, kinda tall, very fashionable, coincidentally happens to be the same racial mix as me, good at art, very humble, really sweet, lives in SoCal, has a hand tattoo of milk and “aye yah” on his arm, paints his nails orange, wears a lot of rings, gets freckles in the summer, prefers vanilla over chocolate, ties his shoes the cool way

42. who is your biggest inspiration?

idk at the moment? I like to draw from many inspirations

43. do you have any kinks?

???????????????????????????????????

44. do you own any pets?

one (1) very loving cat

45. which celebrity do people say you look the most like?

……………………….. myself

I literally had to google mixed race celebrities and STILL none look like me lol

46. do you like sports?

not really except I weirdly like baseball

47. have you ever seen a broadway musical?

Yes!! I won tickets to On Your Feet and Charlie and The Chocolate Factory

I also won Hamilton tickets but saw it in SF yall should download the app

48. what is your favorite kind of food?

noodles!!

49. would you rather be a fairy or a mermaid?

MERMAID actually I have a mermaid tail too so

50. what is your instagram?

@wishwhale :)

51. glossy lips or matte lips?

glossy by default because I have chronically dry skin/lips so matte lips are sooooooooooooooo uncomfy but it looks good on other people lol

52. do you like cherry, grape, blue raspberry, watermelon, or green apple jolly ranchers the best?

grape because im weird

53. what are your best personality traits?

I’d like to think that I’m kind and sometimes funny

54. what is your ethnicity?

asian/white

55. what different hair colors have you had?

brown and brown with pink that was supposed to be purple

56. favorite disney princess?

Ariel! bc mermaid

57. favorite album of 2017?

Humanz by Gorillaz  or Deep Dream by Daddy Issues I guess

I was weirdly obsessed with Feel Your Feelings Fool when it came out but I’m not really into it anymore though

58. have you ever had braces?

nah

59. favorite holiday?

Halloween! Because dressing up is fun

60. post a selfie.

how do I make this smaller anyways I don’t normally wear this much makeup but I’m going to a small show tonight

61. are you a good swimmer?

Yes!! I swim once a week at my local pool

62. do you wear jewelry?

I used to wear a lot………. like multiple necklaces and bracelets and rings daily but now I wear my ring every day and a necklace/earrings if I remember

63. can you play any instruments?

I’m learning guitar!!

64. do you have any siblings?

short answer is no but you can dm me for the long answer

65. are your grandparents still alive? how old are they?

just my maternal grandmother and she is almost 90! My paternal grandmother lived to 102 so I’m hoping for those good genes though (I think she would have lived longer because my family suspects elder abuse by my weird aunt)

66. who knows the most about you?

hmm probably Demo or Emily

67. are you a more quiet person or do you talk a lot?

I! Never! Shut! Up!

68. what advice would you give to your 13 year old self?

shut the fuck up you stupid bitch you arent cool

69. how many pillows do you sleep on?

two

#ask #ask meme #my face #shut up sawyer #long post #loooooooooooooooong post

[moanbyul-yi]

k so @byulyi dared me to do all the flowers from this and my dumbass thought it was a great idea to accept the dare but my dumbass also fucked up and basically deleted the ask so here it is in a post lmao buckle up bitch!! (u really dont have to read it if u dont want its sm longer than i thought it would be) 

amaryllis - name an attribute of yourself that you are proud of. proud of my ability to find the shittiest and worst tv shows/movies and watch them religiously lmao

anemone - describe a time when you felt abandoned or betrayed by someone you loved. back in yr 8??9?? i had a super close friend (that i was also in love with but i didnt realise bc of compulsive heterosexuality) that randomly cut off ties with me and yike it sucked 

azalea - would you describe yourself as a patient person? in terms of simple things like waiting on a package no lmao but if its waiting for a person or smthn like ykno that deep shit then yeah 

begonia - describe anything you see as a “red flag” (something that makes you cautious about a new friend or love interest) straight up if theyre an asshole,, if they say something homophobic/racist/sexist etc just if theyre not accepting and nice to all people 

bird of paradise - do you like hosting parties, or do you prefer to just attend? i love hosting!!!!!!! i love making sure everyones havin a lit time and organising all the stuff 

bluebell - what keeps you humble? tbh idk how to answer this question just bc ig im not really in a position where i have stuff to flex so like i dont have a lot to be humble about ?? in terms of like achievements n shit 

chysanthemum - describe your idea of a perfect day.  this is kinda gay but honestly just a day i get to spend chilling with my girl whether we go out or just stay home and binge movies all day whatever it is,, just to have a chill day with her with no ‘you have to be doing this!!!!!!’ feeling 

spring crocus - describe your favourite childhood memory. the first one that comes to mind is me and my cousin when we were like 5yo running around the house with a cape on pretending we were superheroes

daffodil - how do you confess your feelings to someone you’re interested in? ive only done it twice, the first time was a complete Mess and the second time they initiated it so idk lol i wing it ig 

daisy - describe something that gives you hope when things seem bleak. honestly idk bc im the kinda person that just wallows in their sadboi but i guess something that helps is just talking to people esp my gf about whatever it is thats sucky

foxglove - when was the last time you told a lie? i told my parents i was going to the city for lunch with a friend today but i went to a dance class for love shot by exo lmao 

gardenia - have you ever had to keep a romance a secret? if so, why and for how long?  yeah bc we were both not out - had to keep it a secret from p much everyone other than a few friends the entire time we were tgt 

purple hyacinth - describe a time when you had to apologize to someone last year,, i had a fight(??) with my friend and yeah 

hydrangea - how much time do you spend on your appearance each day? not a lot i always look like a Mess 

white jasmine - what is something that never fails to make you laugh? !!!!!!!mamamoo !!!!!! 

lavender -  describe your oldest friendship, and why you think it has lasted so long. i have a primary sch friend and we’ve been friends sort of since kindy but properly for like 8 years???? its the kinda friendship where we dont have to talk often but we can hit each other up whenever and it isnt weird its just chill and gucci ( @akicchisano luv u binch no homo)

lilac - describe your first relationship or first love. yeet ok my first pROper rs?? lasted like a year and a half and it was a friend in high school,, uhh it was good while it lasted but im glad its over and i wouldnt go back lmao but it was definitely a learning experience 

calla lily - what traits do you find beautiful in others? in yourself? i guess imma be really typical and say kindness like the kindness in which u dont expect anything in return?? like the way people aim to make people happy and laugh and shit ykno (i just woke up soz this is terrible)

tiger lily - if you had to choose between doing what you love and making very little money, or doing a job you hate and making a lot of money, what would you choose and why? im assuming the very little money is still enough to get by?? but i would choose that just bc if i hated my job idk how long i would last in it but i dont think it would be very long at all. if i had people to provide for or something tho then definitely the second bc gotta get that dough for them 

lotus flower - would you say that you are a spiritual person? if so, what elements of spirituality are important to you? nah im not really  

magnolia - describe your favourite thing to do outdoors. probably just walking around ykno with nothing to do or maybe hiking?? sightseeing?? shit like that 

morning glory - are you an affectionate person? if so, how do you show affection? very lmao if i like you romantically or platonically ill be v touchy and cuddly if u reciprocate it,, i also will give random gifts like stuff ive made or stuff that reminds me of that person just random small things 

pansy - what is the most thoughtful thing that anyone has done for you? idk if this is the mOSt thoughtful bc i have bad memory but that one time the mvp @akicchisano bought me a smol christmas tree bc i kept talking about how i wanted one but couldnt find one that shit got me busting the phattest uwus

peony - describe the top three things necessary for a happy life.  a sugar daddy,, good food,, girls

petunia - what never fails to make you angry? when people borrow shit and dont put it back how they found it >:(

red poppy - what tips or tricks do you use to cheer yourself up when you’re down? i go for a drive (i cant drive so i make my brother lmao) or i watch smthn funny just get my mind off it somehow

red rose - describe your ideal date or romantic evening.  shit idk about ideal but itd be really nice to maybe get dinner and go star gazing like somewhere far where theres less light pollution and hella stars and then after that just coming home to binge movies and cuddle

yellow rose - do you get jealous easily? sO easily its terrible but most of the time i dont do anything about it

snowdrop - have you ever had a falling out with a friend or family member? not in such a way thats resulted in us not ever talking again 

sunflower - do you consider yourself a loyal person?  ye,, ya girl aint no hoe

sweet pea - describe a difficult goodbye you had to make to a friend or other loved one. probably saying bye to all my family bc they came to visit and having to send them off opened up some real emo hours :((((

violet - how important is loyalty in friendships and/or relationships? v important bc u gotta have someone to rely on but it should be loyalty and not blindly following 

wisteria - do you like poetry? if so, describe your favorite poem(s). yeah i kinda just like random poetry theres a lot from an insta acc called poeticpoison that i really like

zinnia - do you have any loved ones in your life that you miss and wish you could see?  yeahh my gorlfriend and all my family since they all live in different countries

#mama aint raise no lil bitch #gOd i cant believe i actually did all that #jfc #it did not look that long #and my answers are so shit #i have so many regrets #only took me like an hour to answer it all lmao #never again #asks #byulyi