#granny s/o

[sasssysuzume]

Some fashion doodling that escalated into a clothing folds study

Got bored of just grayscale so have some colors

1) Casual summer heatwave outfit, kimono type coat of very breathable material, embroidered on sleeves and the back + plus cute upset Bonnie needs a hug!

2) Bad bitches ™

3) Wanted to try something fancy in a purple shade but accidentally turned her into a Genshin character I guess???

That WOULD be a fun exercise tho... the whole fam as Genshin characters hmmm... starts cooking

#in stars and time #isat #isat fanart #isat siffrin #isat odile #isat bonnie #granny genshin character reveal leak #f a s h i o n #omg look I did Frin's eyepatch on the right side are u proud

[thebellearchives]

HEYYYY I just stumbled across your account and you’re already one of my favorite jjk writers😩 You have Toge’s personality DOWN TO A T 🙏 I was wondering if I could request him with fluff prompt 22?

Thanks so much for taking time to read this 💜 hope you have a great rest of ur day!!

𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄

~ inumaki toge ; jujutsu kaisen

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : there’s no connection like like that one of your first love, you’re sure that thanks to that love you won’t ever have to suffer from cold

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, fluff, stablished relationship, childhood friends, as always: onigiri ingredients are in japanese!

‧₊˚ a / n : omg THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WAITING i took too long, sorry! I hope it’s worth it 😭 i also remember you asked me to add what song inspired this! i wrote it with Only by LeeHi on repeat and also History by Kina Grannis for the childhood friends/first love vibes 🙇🏼‍♀️ enjoy ~

Unexpected raindrops chased you and Toge down the school’s entrance, until you made it safely under the roof of the dorm’s hallway. You turned around, panting and watching as the rain poured down, angrier by the second. If you would’ve known the morning sun would disappear like that a fluffy sweater would’ve been your outfit of choice, instead of your current sleeveless shirt. Icy wind provoked shivers down your spine. You turned towards Toge, who had left his bags on the floor, palms against his knees. He yanked down his collar to breathe better.

“That was close! Are you alright? Did the rain soak you?”

“Okaka” he shook his head, standing straight and ruffling his slightly damp hair. The sight warmed your chest, the way his silvery hair strands reflected the light and his lavender irises searched for yours, a smile slowly found a home in your lips. Your childhood friend rose his brows and pointed towards you with his chin “tuna?”

“I’m fine” you tried blinking away the sudden wave of adoration that washed over you, biting your tongue to suppress the way your body had started to shiver.

His eyes noticed though. They always did.

“Takana?” he motioned 'cold' by putting his hands over opposite shoulders, rubbing his arms.

“No, no i’m okay, let’s just go back to your room and leave this bags there.”

Toge eyed you up and down, clearly not convinced, but he picked up his bags and then walked up to you. Your eyes curiously watched him, lips smiling wider, until his hand swiftly stole one of your bags right from your hands.

“Hey!” you clicked your tongue, quickly trying to get it back “Come on, I can carry it, it’s not that heavy.”

Biting his lip to stop a chuckle, he stepped away from you and held all his bags in is right hand, extending his arm and keeping them as far from you as he could.

“Okaka” he stuck his tongue out, left hand finding yours and intertwining fingers, pulling you towards his dorm. The familiarity of his touch always felt like suddenly being complete. Ever since you were kids, his presence was the only thing that would give you that spark of happiness. No one else would make your smile reach your eyes like him. He was the only one. Smiling again, you bumped his shoulder with yours.

“I see, you just wanted and excuse to hold my hand!”

Toge rolled his eyes, tilting his head away from you.

“Blablabla”

You gasped, laughing afterwards and pushing him with your shoulder once again.

“Toge!”

He chuckled, a bright smile decorating his lips and a sigh of content leaving yours. You squeezed his hand, relishing in the warmth that his touch provided. It didn’t take long to finally get to his door at the end of the hallway, and the moment he let go of your hand to open the door it suddenly felt like the rain had found a way to get inside your bones. So you went back to biting your tongue and tensing your body’s muscles to keep down the involuntary trembling. The door opened with a creak, and hoping to take shelter from the threatening wind you hurried inside, heading directly towards the table to place the only bag you had been left with. Toge closed the door and soon placed the remaining bags next to yours. Unlike the wet chilly wind outside, the icy atmosphere of the dorm room felt more like empty dry cold, and it ended up making your body shudder once more. Toge’s eyes stared at you intently, quirking an eyebrow.

“Don’t look at me like that, I’m fine” crossing your arms you cleared your throat.

Chuckling, he extended his arms towards you and motioned for you to come close with his hands. “Come here” you almost heard the well known but rare sound of his voice out loud. You raised your eyebrows, a hearty laugh escaped your chest.

“Can’t you just offer me a sweater or something?”

Toge frowned in annoyance, pulling a face and waving you off. You laughed once again as he walked right past you.

“Wait! No!” chuckling, you hurried to stop him, tugging from his jacket “A warm hug would be nice”

With a knowing smile, Toge turned around and hugged you, sliding his arms right underneath yours and almost picking you up.

“Woah, you were eager for a hug weren’t you?” you giggled as your arms wrapped around his neck, placing a quick kiss in cheek.

Toge snorted and looked away, a soft hint of pink tinting his cheeks.

“Okaka”

“You’re such a bad liar!” you laughed and ran your fingers through his hair, brushing the tip of your nose against his.

Toge sighed, a smile tugging gently from the corners of his lips. He then leaned in an kissed your right cheek, then the left one, then your nose, and quickly started peppering your face with little kisses, making you laugh.

“Toge!” you tried to pull away for a second, but his arms around your waist didn’t let you.

In the middle of laughter, you stopped him by cupping his face in your hands, his soft violet eyes shining with slight mischief when they rested on yours. This time it was your turn to sigh.

“I love you Toge” the words left your lips naturally, just as the feelings had surged in your chest throughout the years.

His smile widened, and then he leaned in the rest of the way to catch your lips with his. The feeling of his lips sliding on top of yours so tenderly and sweetly made sure to warm your face in an instant, that feeling of love blooming in your chest chasing away the coldness that had taken ahold of your muscles before. So did his soft silvery hair strands in between your fingers, the smell of that cologne you had bought for him years ago lingering in his clothes, and the taste of that lip balm you had been sharing for the past few months. The cold had been long forgotten there in the arms of the only true love you had ever known.

#; fluffy belle #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #inumaki toge #toge inumaki #inumaki toge x reader #toge inumaki x reader #inumaki x reader #inumaki x you #inumaki fluff #jujutsu kaisen inumaki #jujutsu kaisen toge inumaki #jjk inumaki #gn!reader

[shomixremix]

Hello! If it's okay, can I make a silly request? (I think they are open? I apologize if they aren't) may I request something fluffy with the immortal characters (which ever you write for) where their s/o is mortal but they've been together so long that their s/o is an old wrinkly person and the s/o gets mistaken for their grandparent? I just want some cute fluff, but everyone writes smut 😫

Eternal love ♡︎

hi anon!! yep, reqs are open!! i'm so sorry for not being here for some time, exam week was hell but i'm back now lovelies!!

idk rlly which immortal characters you meant but i hope it's okay that i chose these two!! and also i know that this is like fluff and all but for some reason this is so sad to me!! like yeah the reader is old and they are immortal but the reader is GONNA DIE AND OH MY GOD THEY'LL BE ALONEEEEEE AND GRIEVEINGGGG i don't deal well with thinking about death so this was a little challenging to write. but fun!! and hehe don't worry anon even though i write smut more i'm always here for fluff!!

hope you lovelies enjoy <3

tags: zhongli, neuvillette, fluff, slight angst, female!senior!reader

-> being in love with an immortal being had its' many perks, and yet, it had it's flaws. you only began to realize those flaws existed once you celebrated your 50th anniversary with your husband.

reqs open ♡︎

-> zhongli

"there you go, love. would you like to rest now? it is way past your usual nap time... you're sure you'd like to stay here?"

your husband asked, handsome face washed in worry for you. his appearance, ever so youthful and mighty, completely contrasted with your wrinkles and gray hair. but morax didn't mind the slightest - he still thought you were beautiful.

even though you were now hunched over, thick glasses sitting snuggly on the bridge of your nose and spent most od your times either asleep or knitting, he had loved you just the same as all those years ago. he looked at you now, at seventy, in that same way he did when you were his sweet, twenty-year-old fiancé. you were still you, no matter how old, and you were still the most heavenly person he has ever met.

"i'm sure, dear," you reassure, nodding softly, "i would like another cup of tea, please"

he hurriedly called the waiter of the lovely liyue café you were sitting at to bring you a cup more.

"could we get one more cup of this tea for my date?"

the waiter, seemingly very polite and kind, nodded.

"certainly, sir. and i have to comment, i think it's very lovely you're taking your grandma out for brunch! i don't get many people who respect their elders"

zhongli's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. respect his elders? when he was the one a aproximately a millenia older than you?

your husband looked to you, then back, clearing his throat. his voice slightly offended, he spoke: "this is my wife. we're celebrating our anniversary"

the way the waiter's face fell made you softly giggle, giving him a look full of empathy. you knew you appeared much older than zhongli and that people weren't used to it, with you looking like some kind of sugar mommy he married for the inheritance. people had no idea he was actually the older one, and how would they even be able to tell with the way his face hasn't aged a day?

"oh, ma'am, i'm so sorry, i cincerely apologise-"

"it's alright, sweetheart, i can see why you'd think i'm his granny!" you laughingly reassure. the waiter quickly runs to get you your tea, and zhongli turns to you.

"pft, you're not even that old, love. seventy-three is nothing." he scoffs, kissing your saggy cheek, "and no matter how old you are, i don't appreciate you calling another man sweetheart"

-> neuvillette

"are you alright? would you like to sit down, mon amour?" he asks, moving his feet inch by inch as he walked alongside you. even though this pace was almost torterous for him, he'd never dare go any faster. he'd walk alongside you, always, no matter if it meant he had to move at a snail's pace.

"i'm quite alright, my dear. but, could we have a break, just for a moment?"

his ocean-blue eyes frantically searched for a spot to rest, scanning a nearby bench. he set you down on it, wrapping a careful arm around your shoulder and let you rest.

you were so adorable, even now, with saggy skin and an obsession with cardigans. his beautiful, incredible wife, so gorgeous and full of life even though you were in your seventies.

those eyes of yours looked at him with just as much love and just as much wanting as they did a whole lifetime ago. when you first got married, he always had that thought in the back of his mind of a youth potion, always thinking that ot would feel weird if you would change with age and he would not.

but he was wrong. chief justice neuviellette was so, so wrong.

it wasn't weird at all - it was beautiful. your face and body, even though old and wrinkly, perfectly showed everything you two went through; your big smile lines, from a lifetime of chuckling with him, eyes so full of care from the few young ones you raised, hands veiny and rough from a lifetime of caressing his scales.

"would you like to feed the birds, mon cherie? remember, we brought the bread crumbs?"

you nodd softly, softly laying your gray head on your husbands chest.

"oh, yes, the birds! i almost forgot!"

as he gives you a little baggy filled with some leftover baguette breadcrumbs from your breakfast that morning, a couple of melusines swarmed around the two of you.

"mr. neuvillette! mr. neuvillette! we have never seen your grandma before!! hello, mrs. neuvillette's grandma, very nice to meet you!"

your husband softly chuckled, intertwining your fingers. he pressed a loving kiss to your hand, returning his gaze to the scattered melousines: "this is my wife, and i can asure you, you've met her many times before"

"oh, really? we can't remember.." one of the melousines replied, scratching her head.

"that's alright, neither does she" he whispers playfully, earning him a soft smack from you, "hey, i can still hear you, you know!"

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin fluff #zhongli #genshin zhongli #zhongli x reader #neuvillette #genshin neuvillette #neuvillete x reader #zhongli fluff #neuvillette fluff #fluff #female reader #old reader #request #anon request #requests open

[winterstorm032802]

[He checks the room as she had asked. Concerned of the ominous naming of this hall.]

[They come back, smiling.]

"All good!"

"Are you sure?"

[Now, say their name and...]

[Wait...]

[Their name...]

[What's their name..?]

[There aren't many characters in this book... so why are you forgetting..?]

[The name is on the tip of your tongue, yet it fails to leave your lips.]

[Their name slip your mind...]

[What... is going on?]

[Why can't you remember? Just... say it.]

"Everything is o-"

[Crab, you got distracted, say their name, and warn them to check that stupid pillar! You have to..! Say their name and save them!]

"-------"

[What did they shout?]

[They shouted a name... who's name?! A sickening crunch haunts your ears as you watch.]

[. . . N O . . .]

"SIF-"

<<<

"-FRIN!"

[Everyone stares at you, bewildered.]

"S-Siffrin... you should check that pillar, I thought I saw something from this angle..."

[Siffrin goes to check, with a flip of a switch, the heavy thud of the rock comes down.]

[...how could you forget?]

[You let them die... because you forgot their name...]

[How stupid could you be?]

.

.

.

Oops, it looks like Granny is having some memory issues!

In Tales of Time is an AU of Odile looping made by @tealgoat

#isat #in stars and time #isat spoilers #in tales of time #isat odile #odile #odile isat #isat siffrin #in stars and time siffrin #siffrin

[pomefioredove]

i was wondering if you could do Duece, Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Jamil x Christian S/O headcanons? like reader used to be a preacher back at their world, and still kinda preaches in twst (i think rollo believes in God?) like they do all the things Christians should do but still kinda chaotic? their very respectfull and kind yk? sorry for making this a bit long and confusing lol

twst's relationship with religion is so vague and complicated and yet. I cannot imagine rollo as anything BUT catholic. look at that guy. so I believe there's some kind of similar belief systems happening there

summary: religious reader type of post: headcanons characters: deuce, leona, ruggie, azul, jamil additional info: platonic or romantic, reader is gender neutral, reader yuu, short and not proofread author's note: writing these on the basis that religion does exist in twisted wonderland and parallels religions of our own. I am catholic and admittedly unfamiliar with preaching to others, I think that's more of a protestant thing, so I kinda just winged that part?

𝐃𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞

if there's anything for him to admire, it's your dedication

I mean, you're sticking to your beliefs and passions in an entirely different universe

with a bunch of strangers, no less!

whether or not some version of your beliefs exist here, you're committed! and quite knowledgeable, too

it's pretty impressive to him

Deuce's family doesn't seem particularly religious, though he probably just enjoys hearing the stories

the narratives of change and redemption catch his eye

𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢

he's big into all those "it's easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of God" verses

even if he doesn't necessarily believe in all that heaven stuff... it's a little funny

(he might use that one in the future, actually...)

if religion which parallels our own does exist in Twisted Wonderland, I can imagine his granny being religious

she seems like someone who'd cover the walls in symbols and art

maybe (likely) not Christian in origin, but enough for him to recognize that what you're going on about is a similar deal

he's practically used to it already

𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

literally just falls asleep while you're talking

it's not that he doesn't care, it's just that...

wait, no. he doesn't care

sure, he participates in traditions and such with his family, but that's more for looks

Leona doesn't really see the point in blindly following something that hasn't helped him out at all

and hearing about miracles and blessings just annoys him

but, hey! you make for a great sound machine

these are basically all just bedtime stories for him to doze off to, anyway

𝐀𝐳𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨

merman religion is... tricky, to me

the existence of Hades in implies (confirms, even, if we take into account Yuu's dreams) the existence of Poseidon

but, like King Triton, these figures aren't necessarily worshipped. they're depicted as monarchs, not gods

but, then again, our knowledge on Coral Sea culture is limited

in any case, Azul might tolerate preaching

he really sees no use for it, and he's a busy man, but he doesn't really mind the company

if anyone, it's Jade who would be really interested in hearing alllll about these human stories

Floyd might tag along, too

and, suddenly, Azul finds himself wedged between the tweel's shoulders on the floor while they eagerly listen to you

...there goes his afternoon

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫

to me, Jamil is not religious or superstitious by any means

he doesn't mind listening, but don't expect him to change his mind about any of that

(especially while Kalim is begging for more stories)

though, even he admits that having you around is as refreshing as it is entertaining

you're just always so... hopeful

and it's much different from Kalim's version of optimism (in his eyes, at least) simply because, in this world, you're at the same disadvantage as Jamil is

your autonomy is constantly in question, you're living at the mere goodwill of others...

and yet, you're hopeful!

it's strange, but Jamil can't help but crave that presence in his life

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #queued #deuce spade x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #jamil viper x reader

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

I would love headcanons of Alphonse and Seth when they're with a chubby S/O. As a chubby thirsty girl, these two really get me going <3

Chubby S/O

Alphonse

Marry him rn he literally loves how cuddly you are. when taking a nap together? He is in heaven no one touch him.

He loves having his hands on you, as he said before he simply can't keep his hands off you. This lowkey got worse bc of how much he can squeeze on you.

If you ever feel insecure about your body he will kiss all over you tell how much he loves your body no matter what. Literally you r #1 supporter

Would fist fight anyone if they made a comment on your body, he almost threw down with a old lady that made a comment on you being big as a whale. (Yeah like that forehead ya got granny! Alphonse! What I'm right!)

Loves picking you up showing how he can lift you with ease. (for many purposes mind you >:]c)

Will make fun of the plus size clothing with you bc why is the shoulders always out??

Seth

please give this man a hug he needs it. Loves how warm you hugs are.

This man is touch starved so yeah he's holding you just like Alphonse. But is also scared of touching you too much so please tell him its all good.

He has punched someone in the face for catcalling you and cursing your name when you ignored them.

If you ever voice that your body type is not so pleasant to you he is giving you some love on those parts you don't like so much.

Doesn't like the patterns most plus size clothing has for people. Like why so much floral that doesn't even look good??

#also ofc if I ever write something that seems eh just tell me! #red rants #yuurivoice #yuurivoice alphonse #yuurivoice seth #chubby reader #okay ngl I kinda didn't know what to put #also I hate the way the plus size clothing looks for women

[thepiratequeenofneverland]

Loyalty tests

Peter and Felix hanging out at granny’s, Red comes up to them asking them a question.

Red: are you both single?

Peter and Felix: no

Red: want to do a loyalty test on your s/o’s?

Peter and Felix knowing how this will play out: Sure

Red: Felix you first.

Felix: *dialing up y/n* hey, would you want to Netflix and chill?

Y/n: *figuring out what’s happening already* what are you playing at? I feel like this is a trap.

Felix: it isn’t and Peter doesn’t have to know…

Y/n: well I was hoping he’d join us like the last time…

Felix: really?

Y/n: yeah like we always do? What’s going on who’s loyalty testing you?

Red: me?

Y/n: you do realize that I’m dating both of them right?

Red: well, I do now

#ouat felix #ouat peter pan #felix ouat imagines #peter pan #peter pan ouat imagines #peter pan x reader #peter pan x reader x felix #ouat

[f10werfae]

Hey beautiful I was wondering how lumberjack Henry would react to shy wife getting drunk? Is she a happy giggling drunk? Or just randomly confident and not shy at all? ❤️

Lumberjack!Henry Dealing with Drunk Shy!Short!Wife

A/n: Loved this idea so much I made it into a spicy sweet drabble

Disclaimer 18+ / Lumberjack!Henry Masterlist

“Hey pretty girl, I missed ya” Henry whispered helping in his drunk wife, who was clearly having a damn good time at her best friend’s hen party; too precious for her own good. “I-I miss m-my hubby n-n my m-marly” She hiccuped hugging onto Henry’s side tightly for balance, his hand subtly running down her back to give her ass a tight squeeze.

“H-hey only m-my husband can do that Mister!”

Y/n scolded wagging her finger in the older man’s face, still not recognising that it was indeed her grumpy lumberjack husband, her Henry. “Oh sorry bunbun, my apologies” He smirked helping her onto their shared bed, which was full of anything pink, from pillows to small fluffy blankets; it was all for her. Henry’s cabin used to be the epitome of dark, if possible any piece of furniture was black, but now with this little light in his life that was changed. His lunches for work had tiny love notes in them, their toothpaste was strawberry flavoured, his couch had pink covers and his bedsheets were no longer black, but a dusty pink.

That wasn’t even all of it.

“Wait! Y-you just called- called me b-bunbun, n’ o-only my husband does t-that” She said squinting her eyes as he took off her heels, massaging her poor feet, before pulling down the stockings she was wearing to protect herself from the Winter cold. “I am your husband sugar, your one n’ only lumberjack” He chuckled hovering over her as she pulled him down on top of her, her hands tracing over his nose bridge as usual, “O-oh baby i-it is you! M-missed you s-so much, need y-you so bad. I-I got a little d-drunk so am sorry, b-but I love youuu” She sang out in a little song, throwing her arms around his neck, his lips raining kisses on her face as she giggled.

“S’okay bun, remember I told ya to enjoy yourself, as long as ya text me to pick ya up, n’ ya did” Henry replied slowly, pulling down the side zipper of her black sweater dress, her head lazily nodding along to his words. “Are ya p-proud of me? M-made sure to keep an e-eye on my drinks n-n’ I didn’t go t-to the toilet a-alone, and AND! I r-replied to y-your hourly t-texts” She hiccuped smiling proudly to herself, her arms coming up so Henry could pull the dress off her, leaving her in her favourite pair and comfortable pair of granny panties; which Henry swiftly took off because of the rule, no panties indoors.

“Mhm so proud of you bun, couldn’t make me happier, did ya enjoy yourself?” Henry smirked placing a kiss right above her pussy making her shudder, before pulling up her sleep shorts, which were actually Henry’s that shrunk in the laundry. Her giggles filling his ears as she tangled her hands in his mop of curls, his hands lifting hers up to put the shirt on, but not without unclipping her bra first. “N-no, don’t wanna shirt, s’too warm” She whined flopping around like a fish, making him sigh and just throw the shirt to the side, not like he was complaining much.

“n’ what if ya get cold baby?” He quirked helping her crawl under the soft crisp covers, his hands coming to push a headband on, keeping her hair away from her gorgeous face. Reaching for the micellar water on the nightstand, he took a few cotton pads and began wiping the light makeup she had put on that night, her mouth jokingly trying to bite onto the cotton.

“Ey, no bitin’ or else no sexy time” Henry smirked instantly watching her stop and straighten her face, but her lips filled into a pout. “I-if I get cold, then I-I have you s-silly” She smiled once he finished, her head bouncing side to side on the pillow, her energy still bouncing off the walls. “Mhm you’re right bun, i’ll keep ya warm, all night” He whispered sliding into his side of the bed, his hand patting his chest invitingly as she wiggled over, her head landing on top of his pec. “Y-you’re so fuzzy n’ warm, I-I kept tellin’ the girls, th-they were sooo j-jealous. Course I told them, y-ya were mine, LOOK AT MY FINGER!” She rambled holding up her left finger, pointing at the golden wedding band sitting snugly, a giddy smile on her face as she felt Henry’s hand rubbing up and down her side.

Henry’s chest swelled with pride at the thought of his precious little wife getting the confidence to tell people she was his, proudly showing off how they claimed each other with the rings on their fingers, the next step of putting a baby in her already cooking in his head. “Gah maybe I should let you get drunk more often sugar, you’re like a little sprout of energy, but I miss my little sugar pie who needs me” He grumbled kissing her cheek wetly, hearing her squeak in delight at the affection. “I-I do need you bear, m-more than ya know, am y-your woman af-after all”

Grinning she leant up and kissed his lips sloppily, the taste of Vodka on her tongue causing Henry to smirk and deepen the kiss, her whimpers and moans being swallowed by him readily. Her fingers trying to direct his hand to her needy clit, but she failed. “W-why not?” She whined against his lips, a string of saliva connecting their mouths, her eyes glistening like stars. “Not right now bunbun, not when ya drunk alright?”

“S-so I have ta wait till mornin’ t-to h-have sexy time?”

“Well the quicker ya sleep the quicker ya wake up my love” He chuckled softly caressing her cheek, her skin soft n’ smooth to touch, the scars from her acne only defining her beauty further. “Hm okay!” She replied closing her eyes tightly pretending to sleep, before yawning and opening her eyes, “Is it morning?”

“Not funny sugar, go ta bed” He growled nipping her nipples gently, pressing a kiss to her jaw, “fine fine i’ll go to bed, mr grumpy” She whispered nuzzling into his chest, and within seconds her small snores vibrated against her husband’s hairy chest; Henry smiling triumphantly.

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A/n: I found this so cute and fun to write🥹🥹

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[ragingbookdragon]

You're Feeling Ten For Ten

Task Force 141 x Reader (Actually Reader x Ghost if you look close enough) One-Shot

Word Count: 1.6K Warnings: Explicit Language

Author's Note: Hey I made a part two. Happy now? Enjoy! -Thorne

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The little breakroom is cozy, she decides as she plants her ass on the couch and props her legs on the other side. Cozy enough that she can already imagine some of her things here and there. A bag of Black Ivory coffee beans beside a La Marzocco Strada Electronic Paddle, a seventeenth century Persian rug, a Parsifal Round Fendi couch complete with a Metropolis coffee table, the ideas are endless, and she can’t help but begin to call in orders from her high end clients. It’s the center of her focus until a ringtone echoes from the coffee table and, her being who she is, reaches over and takes the iPhone, carefully looking over the contact.

Nannie Moira? Must be the Scots granny, she thinks and answers the phone.

“Hello!” she chirps politely and the response she gets is not one she expects.

John?

“I’ve been called quite a few things in my life, but ‘John’ has never been one of them.” She’s already pulling up the 141’s files, sliding to “John MacTavish” before she enters “Moira MacTavish” into a search bar. Of course, she comes up within the first ten searches and she smiles.

Oh, Christ, I thought I’d rung my ogha.

“Oh, you did, Missus Moira,” she answers. “I’m afraid John is out right now, but he left his phone and you seemed quite important, so why not answer?” she smiles. “John talks quite a bit about you Missus Moira.” Her eyes scan the newspaper articles from Stirling, Family of Five Killed In Massive Car Pile-Up, Leaves Boy, Two, Orphaned. “Best woman he knows, yes?”

Aye, my ogha, John. Raised the lad myself.

“Missus Moira—”

Call me Nannie Moira, darling. Any friend of John’s is a child o’ mine.

“Of course, Nannie Moira,” she smiles. “So, tell me more of John. He’s so tight-lipped about himself.”

Oh, I can talk for hours of my ogha. Did you know—

***

It’s a good half hour before the door to the break room opens and in piles four men who stop like deer in headlights as they take in the woman—they do not know—sitting on their couch, laughing as she answers, “Nannie Moira! You did not say that to Johnny’s girlfriend!” Whatever response she gets, they can tell it makes her laugh because she presses the back of her hand to her mouth.

Soap’s already headed her way at the mention of his grandmother; she bats at his hand when he tries to take the phone from her. “Oh, Nannie, I think John just got back, would you like to talk to him?” she holds out the phone expectingly and chastises, “Nannie’s very upset you didn’t call her last night.”

He takes the phone, “Nannie, are you alright?...well, yes, I know I didn’t call, I was—yes, Nannie…yes ma’am…I promise I will call you tomorrow night…I love you, Nannie.” He hangs up and glares down at her. “Congratulations, you’re invited to midnight mass on Christmas Eve.”

“Can’t wait,” she replies with a smirk and turns her gaze to Ghost. “Hi, Simon.”

“How,” he starts darkly and stalks towards her in slow, warning steps. “Did you get in here?”

She blinks owlishly at him. “Let’s see, I forged a key card, showed it to the enlisted at the gate, and you might want to actually enlighten them on who they should and should not let it, and walked right in.” she sniffs and tips her head to the air vent that they now notice is missing a covering. “Air vent was a little snug too.”

“I’ve half a mind to arrest you.”

“Oh, I can agree you do have half a mind. It’s why you’ve never managed to beat me in any fight we have.” She raises her hands like she’s waiting cuffs. “Go ahead. But if you arrest me, you won’t have a way to blow up that Syrian power plant you all are planning without leaving someone behind to make sure it does.”

That stops all of them and they stare at her, Price especially when he walks over. “You’re the woman Soap mentioned.” They all ignore how Ghost absolutely glowers at Soap who has now found the ceiling much more interesting. “How much do you know?”

“About the power plant or the mission?”

“All of it.”

She taps a pointer to her chin. “Well, that’s no fun to tell and not get rewarded. I’m not a good girl unless I get a reward, Captain Price,” she purrs and gazes at him. “In return for this information, I’m going to give you my file and you will strongly consider my…introduction, into the 141.”

“No, absolutely not,” Ghost gripes. “I am not working with you.”

“Oh, don’t hurt my feelings, Simon. We both know you and I work so well.”

“You are a killer.”

“I’m a murderer of very bad people, the same as you. So, I’d be careful waving that hypocrisy stick around—might end up with it too far up your ass.”

Ghost turns to Price. “Her name is Spades, she’s an international assassin responsible for taking out targets with the biggest bounties.”

“So, by technicality, I’m a bounty hunter,” she adds. “He’s right though, I do take out quite a few bounties. But believe it or not, the most scandalous thing about me is that I am a morally good assassin. I don’t kill good people. Only very, very, very bad people. Like the Guestroom Butcher.” She ignores the shocked stares. “God, I had to spend months in London before I got that guy. I hate London.”

“You—you killed the Guestroom Butcher?” the fourth man asks, and she peers at him.

“You must be Gaz. And yes, I did. His name was Albert Franklin. A physics teacher at a local secondary school who was a janitor part time. Spent years traveling to different guestrooms all over London to murder tourists. Such an odd man. He talked a lot before I killed him. Kept muttering something about his late wife being killed by tourists decades prior. Sad, but understandable as to why he targeted tourists.”

“And how do we know you killed him?” Gaz inquires.

“Well, my name isn’t Spades for a reason, dear,” she explains and looks at Simon. “Have my card still?” He wordlessly pulls it out and hands it to Gaz, who looks over it. “That’s my calling card. I leave it on bodies so that police know I was there. Look up the case on the internet. There’s a photo of my card.”

“How do you know someone didn’t forge this?”

“All my cards are made by hand, with gold inlay. Signed too. No one can forge my card. And no one in the business is foolish enough to get on my radar for pretending to be me. I’m one of the best there is for a reason.”

Price looks at her. “How do you know about the mission?”

“Simon forgets that he shouldn’t carry around information on a phone.”

“It was locked,” is all he replies when Price glares at him.

“Oh, it was, I unlocked it with a hacker’s bypass.” She clears her throat. “As for the mission…I know the logistics of what you’re planning. I know someone is going to have to stay behind to make sure the pressure in the facility gets high enough that it blows. I also have a bypass for that in which we don’t have to hold a funeral for someone here.”

They stare at her, watching, waiting.

She lifts a small plug, no bigger than a thumb. “This, is a kill-switch made by one of the scientists who helped build the power plant. When the Syrian government found out he was gay, they had him executed. Before that, he made this as insurance and sold it to the black market the United States frequents. I paid quite a pretty penny for it.”

“What’s it do?” Soap asks.

“This little plug will directly overload the system in fifteen minutes. There is no way to stop the overload once it’s been activated by this. That’s why it’s the kill-switch.” She rolls it in her fingers. “You insert this into the mainframe and in exactly fifteen minutes, you blow everything in a ten mile radius to kingdom come.” She smiles. “Only takes five to get out of the facility and to the rescue chopper. Ten minutes to get outside the blast radius.”

They’re silent and she knows she’s found her entrance point as she rises from the couch; their eyes follow her.

“I’ll be in my quarters. Simon, I chose the room between you and Gaz since it was vacant. Oh, and Captain Price, there’s going to be quite a few boxes being delivered to the base in the next two hours. If you would, have someone bring them to my room so I can set them up.” she gathers her things. “Also, if one of you, I’m hoping it’ll be Soap, can help me move out all that ugly military furniture from my quarters, I would appreciate it.”

She walks past them without a care in the world.

“Can’t believe you plebians live like this. What ever happened to having good furniture and a supported spinal column when you sleep?”

The door closes behind her and Simon’s the first to break the silence. “You’re just going to let her stay?”

Price glares at him. “The fuck am I supposed to do? She looks more prepared for our mission than we are right now.”

Ghost growls, legitimately growls, and says, “I cannot believe I have to fucking work with her.”

This, doesn’t stop Soap from raising his hand and asking, “Wait, so fraternization only works on folks in the military right?”

“SOAP, SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

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[chaoticevilorange]

Haikyuu x reader

Taking care of his sick s/o

Local malewife takes care of you like a pro, it's almost like having a nurse around actually, will give you your medicine, make you drink water, cooks for you, has you stashed with a ton of tissues boxes, will get you on shape on a blink. Gives you forehead kisses because doesn't want to get sick, will wait patiently until you recover

Iwaizumi, Daichi, Sugawara, Ennoshita, Semi, Kuroo, Yaku, Akaashi, Kita

He knows the basics, does the same thing when he is sick, so he pretty much wrapped you like a burrito and feeds you, also gives you your medicine and gives you water, but most importantly he gives you quick pecks and cuddles, because he a strong boy, he won't get sick until he does you can relax, you're in good hands

Kyotani, Asahi, Yamaguchi, Goshiki, Yamamoto, Suna, Aran, Futakuchi

Knows what is going on, but is not very good at taking care of his or someone else health, will forget your medicine unless you ask if he can hand it for you, smol bean will feed you but with normal food, you had to tell him you have a hard time swallowing :( he's trying his best, will do some research to take care of you, just be patient

Tanaka, Nishinoya, Kageyama, Satori, Lev, Atsumu, Koganegawa

It's the kind of boy who gives you the weirdest home made foods for sick people, you know, this granny secrets™ with garlic and honey and what else kind of shit, beware of the soup, has an insane amount of ginger, garlic and pepper 'to sweat the sickness' but no worries, he won't leave you alone, he'll eat or drink whatever he made with you :)

Oikawa, Hinata, Ushijima, Kenma, Bokuto, Osamu, Aone

Okay... You're not his girlfriend anymore, you're a walking biohazard and you'll be treated like one, he would put those weird white suits with a face mask if he could, anything you touch becomes instantly sprayed with sanitizer, yes, he will feed you, give you tea, and medicine, but forget about cuddles, kisses and whatever your heart desires for like a week or so

Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Tsukishima, Sakusa

HEY HEY HEEEEEY! I'm alive 😎👍 as always thanks for reading 🐨✨💖

Similar work here(how he acts when he's sick)

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu scenarios #🐨 imagines #haikyuu fluff #hq atsumu #hq ushijima #hq osamu #hq daichi #hq kuroo #hq sugawara #hq suna #hq satori #hq sakusa #hq scenarios #hq kenma #hq kita #hq kageyama #hq hinata #hq iwaizumi #hq oikawa #hq tsukishima #hq yaku #hq yamamoto #hq yamaguchi #hq kyotani #hq koganegawa #hq fluff #hq tanaka #hq semi

[tasteofgummies]

hi, can you make jotaro, gyro and joseph hcs with a slim thick fem reader? sorry for my english :l

Your english is okay! Don't apologize

Cw: suggestive 'cause they're perverts, but sfw

Jotaro Kujo

>I feel like he wouldn't care about what body type his s/o has, at all

>Likes that you are soft and he doesn't feel like he can break you at any moment

>Jotaro's body type is also thick, so he can relate to some struggles, like not finding the right size for clothing at stores

>Jotaro gets sexualized for just existing in his skin everyday, so if you ever need to talk about that stuff, he's there

>Loves cuddling with you and resting his head on your thighs or chest!!!

>Thinks you look absolutely beautiful when you wear something that compliments your body type, but probably gets possessive/protective in case someone else is staring at you

>Not above commiting aggravated assault in case someone catcalls you x1

>likes resting his head on your waist, he just reaches it so naturally

Gyro Zeppeli

>Horny bastard #1

>Shows you off like there's no tomorrow

>Has an arm on your waist at all times, but it's not as innocent as Jotaro

>Literally worships you

>"Bellezza mia, carissima, you just brighten up every room you step in"

>Pretty much shameless about his adoration for your body

>Definitely the type to keep a hand on your thigh under the table (not really with the intentions of public smut, just really likes to touch you)

>He's sharp, and just silently threats creeps in a way that won't make you feel too targeted or too scared

>He kinda uses you those anti stress toys?? I hc he uses his steel balls to stim, since he can't keep his hands still unless he's concentrated

>So yeah, your thighs, ass, chest, even arms and tummy are being constantly toyed with

>If you don't enjoy the attention, he'll tone it down, but only in public, in private he still wants to be close to you and embrace you

>He's horny but he still is careful to not make you feel dehumanized or used, he loves you so much! It's just that you're out there looking all gorgeous and expecting this man not to say anything about it?

Joseph Joestar

>Horny bastard #2

>He's honestly worse than Gyro

>"When babies cry, they get boobs in their mouth, but me? What about me? What if I need them?"

>(With your consent) will grope you whenever, wherever

>Affectionately slaps your ass when you walk by

>He dresses like a hoe, and will encourage you to do the same, he'll definitely buy you two matching outfits

>"Joseph, half my boobs are out in this top"

>"Gotta let them breathe!"

>Brags about you so much

>Makes a scene every times he catches someone eyeing you a bit too much

>(But will stop if you ask him)

>Excepting the creepy unwanted one, he tries to show you the power in being the hottest person in the room, showering in praise and attention

>Trouble finding clothes? He'll get a tailor for you

>Not above commiting aggravated assault in case someone catcalls you #2

>If he's being too much of a perv, just tell his mom, or worse, tell granny Erina, she'll have no issue in re-educating him in how to properly treat a lady

>He never thinks the things he does can be seen as him only being interested in your physical appearance, because he thrives off praise, so you will have to tell him if you do feel bad about it

>if it's something that truly affects you, he'll stop it all, he can find other ways to show his love for you

#jjba headcanons #jojo headcanons #jjba x reader #jjba jotaro x reader #jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #jjba fem reader #jojo gyro #gyro zeppeli #gyro zeppeli x reader #gyro x reader #sbr x reader #joseph joestar headcanons #joseph joestar x reader #jjba joseph x reader

[slashingdisneypasta]

Older!Horror Villains x Younger!Reader || Reactions

Reacting to: Someone at the store thinking that they're your grandparent- rather then your S/O. (Just something funny I was considering for Inkubus but decided to just do for all of them ^^ XD 😅)

Characters Included: The gilfs of the fandom 😅 ? I'm thinking 50 years and above. Captain Spaulding, Drayton Sawyer, Granny Boone, Inkubus, Jedidiah Sawyer, Luda Mae Hewitt, Mayor Buckman, Mental Manny / Manual Dyer, Peepaw Michael Myers, Norman Nordstrom, Otis B. Driftwood, Pamela Voorhees, Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt Jr, Stuart Lloyd, the Taxidermist / Walter Harris and Winslow Foxworth Coltrane.

Warnings: Major age difference, bad language, sexual references, a really awkward misunderstanding...

Captain Spaulding: Spaulding's a pretty good sport about it XD In fact, he kinda enjoys it. Cuz then he gets to rub it in the persons face what a young, hot thing he's got going here with you and what- what did you say you had again?? Nothin'?? Yeahh, that's what I thought. Fuck right off, why dontcha?

Drayton Sawyer: Drayton goes so red and is about to blow his top. He gets enough shit from his brothers over this! He does not need one more moron bothering him about it! Fuck off! *Grabs you by the arm and storms off*

Granny Boone: "... Grandma, huh? Alright then!~ " *Turns to you* "Come here, sweetie, give grandmother a kiss~ " She's about to ruin that guys whole career 😅😅😅

Inkubus: Inkubus is not amused. Grandpa?? Absolutely not, no. He'll correct the person in the most embarrassing way possible.

Jedidiah Sawyer: Jed does not care at all 😅😅 The only person who's opinion matters to him is yours, so who cares if this guy thinks he's your grandpa? Fine then, he's your grandpa. So go and mow the lawn for him while he sits on the porch and has a sweet tea.

Luda Mae Hewitt: She's is gonna tear that guy a new one. Calling her old?? Son of a bitch, where is that persons manners?? She should set her damn sons on him.

Mayor Buckman: Sorry, Buckman cannot answer this question. He's too busy choking.

Mental Manny / Manual Dyer: Manny loves to correct people. He's got the biggest smile on his face as he goes oh you're mistaken- this is my beautiful partner. A little young, sure, but we sure don't mind~ Oh sweetheart, I think we're going be late for our dinner reservations. Shall we?

Peepaw Michael Myers: Like Jed he struggles to give a shit. Who cares??? He knows that he's not your grandfather and you know he's not your grandfather- that's all that matters. He doesn't care... but he does enjoy giving you a big kiss, with tongue, later when the guy sees you both again. He's a gremlin.

Norman Nordstrom: ... what? Norman is pissed at this idea, he hates it. He feels like a digusting predator (*cough* which he is, though not because you like him ^^) and it hits close to home. He's going to need you to set it straight.

Otis B. Driftwood: "... Ha! Okay, pal, check this out." He'll say, then turn around and basically make out with you right there in front of the guy. Otis is not amused at the poor insinuation and takes it out with lewd efficiency.

Pamela Voorhees: Again- not amused. As far as she's concerned, this total stranger has no business making disgusting insinuations about the two of you, anyway. So she'll ruthlessly take them down a notch with her words- and sweet smile.

Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt Jr: "... you think you're funny? No I ain't their fucken grandpa. Didn't your bitch momma ever teach you to mind your business? Oh don't you worry, I can do it for her." Just- my friend- just keep him from taking out the damn shot gun.

Stuart Lloyd: "... oh... uh... n-no, actually- " Stuart forces himself to stutter through a quick explanation- but he wants to crawl into a whole and die (:

Taxidermist / Walter Harris: Gets the nervous giggles 😅😅😅 Doesn't correct them.

Winslow Foxworth Coltrane: Annnnd Foxy loves it XD He was already one kinky mother fucker- you can use this as foreplay. Let him smack your ass while they're still looking but call you 'Hon' or 'Sweetie'- he finds it funny and hot in equal measures.

#Older!Horror Villains x Younger!Reader Reactions #Older!Horror Villains x Younger!Reader #Horror Villains x Reader Reactions #Horror Villains x Reader #Winslow Foxworth Coltrane #Foxy Coltrane #Walter Harris #Stuart Lloyd #Sheriff Hoyt #Charlie Hewitt #Charlie Hewitt Jr #Pamela Voorhees #Otis B Driftwood #Norman Nordstrom #Michael Myers #Peepaw Michael Myers #Mental Manny #Manual Dyer #Mayor Buckman #Luda Mae Hewitt #Jedidiah Sawyer #Granny Boone #Inkubus #Drayton Sawyer #Captain Spaulding #x Reader #Reactions #Horror Villains #Slashers

[multiverse-imagines]

A request from SkyDragonGrandeeny of ao3!!

I've seen in the show that Vash has a lotta of scars, and he claims their symbols of his unrelenting mercy, even against enemies who try and kill him (thanks knives ya jerk). I also heard he doesn't like girls to see them, since he believes it would gross them out or they would run away at the site.

Since Vash is a adorable dork, I would love a fluff story when the reader discovers the scars, like maybe he took a shower like in the show and had no shirt on afterwards; but instead of any kind of disgust, reader is instead worried for Vash. Afterwards with reassurance he's fine, reader is becomes flustered/shy because Vash is a lot more ripped/stronk looking then expected. oh and yknow his shirts off oops. (That red coat hides how much muscle he has like oh lawd-)

A/N: I'll never get tired of writing for Vash's scars! It makes me love him even more 🥰

Just For You

"Why don't you grab your little boyfriend, and tell him dinner is ready?"

"S-sure, Granny!" Your face tinted red as you led yourself out of the dining room where you had just set the table for dinner, and up to Vash's room.

With a quick knock, you entered to see Vash standing in only a pair of sweatpants, prosthetic arm in hand, his body paused in the motion to put it back in place. A towel was draped around his neck.

"Vash, dinner is...O-Oh… S-sorry." Was all you could muster out. You wanted to just say dinner was ready and leave him be, but something froze your feet in place. You took in the sight of his eyes closing, and jamming the prosthetic arm into place. He rolled his shoulder and wiggled his fingers to recalibrate.

"I didn't think you'd get to see me without a shirt this early." His voice broke the silence. You'd only been traveling for seven months, and dating for one. How you had never seen him without a shirt in that time was beyond you, but he had told you his body wasn't worth seeing.

"Told you It's not pretty." He said as if he'd been reading your mind.

You had always thought he would be lanky, much like an old T-shirt left on a clothesline, but you didn't realize how right you were in a much different way.

An astonishing amount of scars riddled his body. Some long, some thick, some small lines, others appeared to be large patchy chunks that skin had grown back over time.

Stunned by the sheer amount of them, you hardly felt your body move to him, your hands nearly touching them, but stopping short. It was as if you were to touch him, he would crumble away.

"You can touch them, ya know." He softly whispered, which still caused you to visibly jump. Giving him a quick glance of eye contact, you began tracing along the large scar that disappeared over his shoulder.

You felt the ragged skin that bordered his prosthetic arm, and traced along the long thin scar that resided there. The metal grate covering his missing pectoral was cold to the touch, and still damp from his shower.

"This is what I get for not killing my opponents. I show them mercy, let them live their lives, and I take the damage." He maintained his whisper as your hands continued to explore his torso.

You wondered if he remembered the story behind each one, not that you would ever ask him to retell such traumatic events. How many were there in total? How many more would he obtain before someone got a lucky shot and killed him?

You made your way to see all of the scars on his back as well. There were so many more. Another grate under his right arm, two metal pieces like bolts in his side, a triangular metal plate on his scapula.

"You don't deserve that." Your eyes were plastered with sadness, not looking up at him, "I'm glad you don't kill, but… this. This is so much." You laced your arms around to his front, pressing your face into his back in a hug, "Do they hurt?"

"Only when it gets a little too cold out, or when I have nightmares of the injury. It's nothing compared to the phantom pains in my arm though…" he paused with a disgruntled hum, realizing that maybe he was opening up too much too soon. A pause between the two of you felt like a whole hour, but was merely a moment.

"Please stop letting yourself get hurt." You squeezed his waist, a slight tremble beginning to form within you, "You're just as important as all of those people you save, ya know? Especially…" to me, is what you couldn't say to him yet, "You can't save the world if you're dead, Angel." You recovered.

"M'not gonna die." You could practically hear the rolling of his eyes.

"Yeah, you're too stubborn for that." You gave his waist another squeeze, only to finally feel the muscles underneath. You took a step back, and took a second to see his rippling muscles beneath the battlefield of scars. His back was well defined, noting every curve of his body.

You didn't know how you never noticed how well defined his body was. He always wore baggy clothes, much like the gray sweatpants that were sitting a little too low for your little heart to handle.

You wondered if it was: 1) to throw people off, 2) because he was tall and no fitting medium fits a tall man like him, or 3) to be comfy and not so sweaty in the blistering heat. Whatever it was, you were beginning to enjoy that this was a show that only you had tickets to see right now.

"It's not that I'm stubborn." He turned around to face you once again, and you couldn't help but notice the little muscles under his ribs, and the sheer sculpture of his upper arms, "it's just that I've got someone to look after now, ya know?"

You were too absorbed in viewing his chiseled abs, and starting to wonder where that little V of his hips led to, when he lifted your chin to create eye contact, "So I'll do my best not to get hurt anymore. Just for you, Mayfly." He had this smirk on his face that had 'I caught you looking' written all over his face.

"Good. I'll hold you to it." Your face heated up instantly at his expression, he laughed

#trigun #vash the stampede #vash x reader #trigun brain rot

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

I said chubby Remus hcs in connection to buff Virgil and I am here to deliver!!

CW: suggestive, body issues

Remus and Roman are built the same so keep that in mind

Remus knows he isn't skinny or built like a Disney prince or a dorito but does that bother him? Nope!

When Roman starts to bemoan his fate, Remus will point out that chubby was the ideal royal body type or

Remus will do his "my great great great granny survived the famine" dance. And yes, he sluts it up to prove a point

This dork is not afraid to show some skin and if that gets a certain spider to secretly ogle him, well that's just a bonus

When he's not eating toiletries and stationary supplies, Remus actually has a very balanced diet. Naturally he indulges in sweets and fatty food, because he can and it tastes good

Virgil absolutely loves his squishy dukey. He's so cute and cuddly, and soft

Remus is thrilled whenever Virgil uses his thighs or tummy as a pillow

This man jiggles when he walks, and dammit if he doesn't make it sexy as hell

One time he wore a corset (that he stole from Roman) just for fun and Virgil tore it off because he doesn't need to hide himself. Remus was too busy being gay for buff Virgil to completely understand

Roman was not happy about the destroyed corset but it could have been so much worse and he knows it

Remus is a tough puppy when it comes to criticism, especially about his gorgeous body, but he would be devastated if Virgil ever tried to suggest he lose weight

The only time that came close was when Virgil suggested Remus start working out with him. He quickly explained that it would be great to bulk up and let off steam (and not so quick to admit he wanted to spend time with Remus)

When they're cuddling and Virgil is really tired or maybe a little drunk, he will absolutely cover Remus' tummy in kisses. Occasionally he'll include the thighs too. Remus is a ticklish guy so he always giggles like crazy

Remus has taken up belly dancing to show off his stuff. And yes, he wants to show off for Virgil, who always seems to be straining to sit still during his performances

Roman is the exact opposite when it comes to his body. Occasionally Remus will try to bolster his confidence, only to be shot down. Remus always vents his frustrations to Virgil while Virgil cuddles him

"I'm an earthquake in the bedroom! Sink into my holes and watch everything shake! Watch your back San Francisco, I will destroy you!" -Remus trying to flirt

Virgil is at least a little amused. It's not like this dork mentioned "daddy milkers" again

I cannot stress enough how much Remus loves the fact that Virgil can carry two of him with little strain. He knows he's a big boy, which means that Virgil is fully capable of skull crushing. And Remus has a skull meant to be crushed!!

But he'll take being squished and adored too. His Scare Bear loves squishing him in the warmest hugs

Virgil tends to grab him by his softest bits to pull him closer in general. Remus knows his bf can't get enough of his sexy body, and he can have as much as he wants!!

Hell Y E S Chubby Dukey!!! I L O V E L O V E L O V E how fucking confident Ree is about his body manz knows he's the whole damn menu wearing crop tops/any revealing outfits and his B U F F Emo definitely agrees <3 Also the tummy kisses P L E A S E that's S O fucking cute he's just a giggly mess as Vee worships his body and showers him in affection!!! He adores a gentle Spider who looks like he can C R U S H him but he'll still take getting carried around and smooches any day <3

#also i'm O B S E S S E D with belly dancer ree his hips don't lie for the emo your honor <3 #dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #ts remus #ts virgil #ts roman #sanders sides #thomas sanders #asks #answers #brandstifter-sys #not a countdown

[riseofamoonycake]

Hi Luna! How are you? I know I sent a request recently, but if it's okay, could I ask for some drabbles or headcanons for Mama Eve and Papa Adam meeting their beloved child's s/o? (reader can be gn ^^)

You can choose the human or god that reader dates! Feel free to add as many characters as you want ;>

Remember to drink water and take care of yourself correctly!!

Xoxo~ ❤️💖💕🌹🌷💐🌙✨

I've really had my fun doing it, ehehehe, especially imagining Papa Adam watching is precious child unexpectadly (more or less) taking home someone. Did you hear his heart shattering? Yes, yes, now go to Papa and hold him tightly.

AND LET'S BE CLEAR: EVE WILL BE THE FIRST ONE TO ACCEPT YOUR LOVER. Adam needs to take his time in these things, so... leave him alone for a while, let him cry, and be hopeful.

Confucius

This ball of sunshine is loved and welcomed in the family as soon as he enters the door: he smiles, showing all his cheerfulness and sweet attitude as his voice explodes in greeting, and Eve stares at him initially with surprise, then with heart eyes and lots of tears of joy while she crushes you in a hug.

The next second, Eve steals him away and starts showing him around the house, while Adam remains still in his place, his expression blank as he stares at you, his heart broken and a tear in the corner of his eye. Dad doesn't trust anyone easily, so he will have a… beautiful?, surely loooong chit chat with your boyfriend, to make sure he understands the rules of the house.

In the end, but truly in the end, he agrees that Confucius is a good, respectful person who will know how to love you deeply.

Never like your father, though.

Kojiro Sasaki

Only one question arises in Adam's head as soon as he sees Kojiro: isn't he a little too old for you? He keeps staring at him in disbelief, wondering why you choose a granny to bring home; then, he listens to him speak, watches him smile and laugh, witnesses his wisdom and clumsiness, and observes the kindness and respect with which he treats you: and understands that there is more than one reason why you chose him. Dad approves.

As for Eve, she shares her husband's initial thoughts; then, as soon as Kojiro smiles at her, she understands his soul in an instant and immediately welcomes him with warmth, happy that you have found such a person.

In the end, they both like Kojiro a lot.

Shiva

At first, Adam believes that you had a serious accident and hit your head, because… why. Why such a choice, why a god - not a man, A GOD - so chaotic, so confusing, so laid back… and moreover with three wives! WHY. More than once Eve has to calm him down and speak in defense of Shiva, without managing to convince Adam, but at least keeping him still.

In the end, when they both see how Shiva turns out to have a huge heart and care so much about you, how his wives adore you and have already welcomed you into the family and, not least, thanks to a long mediation speech from Rudra, both Adam and Eve calm down and reevaluate the matter. More quickly Eve, with caution and still some doubts Adam.

However, your happiness always comes before his perplexities, so don't be afraid, be happy with your love, and dad and mom will be happy too.

Loki

No rights for this god. NO RIGHTS AT ALL.

He is literally banned from your house after one minute, even Eve can't mediate with Adam, because she is totally scared by this gremlin.

Also, everytime dad sees Loki, he chases him, pulling whatever he has in his hand, be it a pine cone or an entire set of knives. He doesn't hear excuses about this: never, ever will his child have an affair with someone like Loki, the god will have to pass over his corpse to have you (dad Adam, don't say it too loudly, please…)

Marie Curie

How can you remain indifferent to someone as tender, cute, caring and kind as MARIE CURIE??? She is a cupcake. She is the sweetness in person. She is the one, the right one, for you.

Adam can't help smiling whenever he sees this ray of sun and giggles everytime he hears her voice, and Eve adores her after just a second of knowing and gladly answer at all the questions Mary does, looking at everything in awe. Complete perfection.

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #ror shiva #snv shiva #ror loki #shiva ror #shiva snv #shuumatsu no valkyrie shiva #shiva record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok shiva #snv loki #record of ragnarok loki #shuumatsu no valkyrie loki #ror adam #snv adam #record of ragnarok adam #ror eve #snv confucius #ror confucius #record of ragnarok confucius #ror kojiro sasaki #ror kojiro #snv kojiro #record of ragnarok kojiro #shuumatsu no valkyrie kojiro #snv marie curie #ror marie curie

[connoisseursdecomfort]

Theory on the Authens - Barbara

[Manga spoiler alert]

Inspired by this post. This post uses several names to demonstrate examples of what Polish diminutives of names would be like. The examples given were Olka (for obvious reasons) and Basia (for Barbara). NOW we do have a Barbara in this story.

I was thinking, so why is Anya Ania but Barbara not Basia? (The answer can be very simple - they are not from the same place. I'm not actually trying to go against the original post - I'm just happy to learn more about different languages and am very thankful that someone made a post about it.) So I went to check the meaning and diminutives for Barbara.

According to A Dictionary of First Names (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2019):

Or mom.com (lol):

In my other posts, I talked about whom Sigmund Freud Authen might be based on and how mysteriously skilful the old couple is. I've mentioned what Anya calls Sigmund and Barbara: Ji-jiji and Ba-baba. Bar-bar-bar, exactly why the ancient Greeks (and the ancient Romans) called foreigners or strangers Barbara in the first place.

The other thing(s) about Barbara's husband is:

We know Sigmund Authen teaches in a university

We know who Sigmund Freud is

According to OED, Barbara also means:

So Barbara is:

A stranger

The patron of architects, stonemasons, and fortifications, and of firework makers, artillerymen, and gunpowder magazines (According to Sigmund, she could set traps and shoot people)

A term in logic

It is an interesting idea how something that is originally used to mock others can be turned into a term of endearment. A name. Or an affectionate nickname for Granny Barbara. (Obaasan, or the shortened forms, Baasan or Ba-ba, means Grandma in Japanese.) It is also quite a sxf thing to do to group a bunch of strangers who are all rejected by the society together, and turn them into family.

Just food for thoughts.

#spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #spy family #anya forger #spy x family manga #the authens #barbara authen #sigmund authen #ji jiji #ba baba