#me: sees a feral and/or sleepy child

[tipsyleaf]

Imagine pregnancy cares with Leon…🥹🥹

You’re hungry? He’s running to the store at 3:00 AM to make you some spicy noodles with a side of pickles. Your feet are swollen? Put your legs up on his lap and let him massage those feet! The baby won’t stop kicking your ribs? Well they’ll get a stern talking to! >:(

I feel like Leon would definitely not let you do one single thing around this house, hell, you couldn’t even get up to grab a glass of water anymore. He’d carry you around the house like a little princess, setting you down in bed and tucking you in, kissing you goodnight like you were a little kid. Talking to your belly in the middle of the night, telling it random and silly stories, acting like your baby knew what the hell he was talking about.

Don’t even get me started on your bump, he’d looooovvvveeeee that big ol’ belly of yours. When you wore those pretty flowy sundresses because you refused to wear pants during the last month or so of your pregnancy, how those dresses would show your bump (and your melons, wink wink👀) off were definitely the best parts. You were the prettiest thing in the world to him, even more now that you were carrying his child.

If only I could give him that cute domestic life he deserves…

- Anon! 🎀

Oh my God, I love domestic Leon so much... He deserves that typical white picket fence life.

So there's conflicting resources online so I'm just gonna make an assumption here. July-December is when most babies are born. So far the same of a time line we'll say you're due in September.

So it's like the dead ass middle of July. Hot as balls and it's 3am. You want spicy noodles and pickles. (You're usually craving) But when you go to the kitchen they're both gone. You just grab an otter pop from the freezer, and head back to bed. The bed dips under your weight as you sit, adjusting your pillows before you lay back. The window AC is at that perfect angle where it's hitting you enough to make you chilly as you curl up with your snack and blanket.

Leon rolls over in his sleep, putting his arm around you and pulls himself closer to you with a groan. Lifting his head without opening his eyes, you know what he wants. Leaning down you give him a kiss. He sinks back into his pillow, tongue jutting out to wet his lips.

"Why... Do I taste cherry?" He opens his eyes, looking up to see you already drinking the juice from the clear package.

"No noodles? No pickles?" He questions, turning on his back as he takes in a sharp yawn. Rubbing away the sleepy gunk from his eyes.

"We're out." He turns his head, watching you look at the empty wrapper in disappointment. He sits up without a second thought, still groggy as he grabs his wallet off the nightstand giving you another kiss before he stands up. Slinking out the door in his pajamas.

30 minutes he comes back with fresh made spicy beef noodles from your favorite late night Korean dinner and a jar of pickles the size of a baby. An you bet you scarf those things down while he watches you like your his whole world. This goofy smile on his face while you slurp up glass noodles and glance at him.

"Wuh?" You say through chews. He chuckles, shaking his head.

"Nothing babe, just eat your noodles." He moves in getting comfortable. Rubbing your lower back and belly at the same time while talking to the baby until he eventually falls back asleep with his head on your thigh.

SUN DRESSES WITH A BABY BUMP WOULD MAKE THIS MAN GO FERAL! There's this thing about pregnant women that men find attractive because their instinct is to detect fertility and protect. Which is insane as is...

But when it's your own partner? Oh boy.

He thought you were beautiful in sundresses before but now it's just heightened!

It's getting harder to bend and pull things up with an entire human being inside of you so you resort to the old reliable method. Dresses. Everyday.

You wobble out of the bedroom with your flip flops. Dropping them on the floor you slide them on. Ready for a day at the beach together before the baby comes. The dress is a shade of blue, slightly low cut but really showing off the girls with how much you've blown up during pregnancy.

Leon's outside fighting with the chairs trying to get them in the back of the car and fit the cooler at the same time. Already breaking a sweat and they haven't even left the driveway yet. You walk out, watching him fight for his life against these chairs and finally he gets the trunk to shut and he sees you. The first thought that crosses his mind was:

oh shit... She looks that good? Do we have to leave the house?

Followed by: That's mine, she's mine. Carrying my baby inside her... And looks that sexy doing it. Maybe we should have another kid right away after the first one...

His brains going in overdrive before you tell him you're getting in the car. He quickly comes around, helping you buckle yourself in and shuts your door for you.

The entire day it's hard for him to not be constantly touching you. He usually just guides you by a hand on your back but he's got you pulled close, a hand on your thigh, giving you kisses more frequently. Even going for an ass grab or two without caring if anyone is looking.

And you bet your ass the second you two get home you're getting a shower together. Just to make sure you get all the sand off of course (👀)

#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x fem reader #🌿 ivy writes #🌿 ivy replies #resident evil x reader #leon s kennedy

[yellowbunnydreams]

Bunny Ears (Part 2) ~William Afton X F! Reader~

~Prepare for fluff!~

Part 1

Tag List: @ruh--roh-raggy @h4nluv @sleepy---head

Cw: CW: Minors DNI, (18+ ONLY), Female Reader, legal age gap (Reader- 20's, William - 30's), divorce/processing divorce (more tags will be added later in the story)

The last shift of your first week at Freddy's was welcomed with open arms by the time it arrived. You had known it would be chaos dealing with children, change, tickets, prizes, the arcade and all the fun responsibilities that came with being a restaurant but by the Saturday morning, you were ready to have a day off and take off the shoes you'd brought to work in.

Two days in you had decided that the somewhat flimsy shoes you had originally brought with you were no good after you were tired of getting your toes stepped on by small children, so you had been and bought some still pretty but sturdy black boots to work in and ever since you had been minorly less injured by children. Minorly. Children were prone to being slightly feral when hyped on slightly watered down fizzy-drinks and pizza as well as surrounded by bright lights and colours.

Spotting a child trying to climb on stage, you sigh and walk over with a bright smile, gently tapping the kid on the shoulder and making them turn around as you bent down to their height. Your bright red vest and confetti blouse wrinkling slightly as you almost ended up kneeling on the sticky carpet, the kid's face scrunched up in annoyance at the intrusion of his playtime until he noticed it was a member of staff.

"Hey buddy! I've been so silly and forgotten the rules of Freddy's and you seem like a smart little man," You said brightly, watching the kid puff out his striped shirt chest and straighten up, trying not to smile that somebody at Freddy's had called him smart. "can you tell them to me again?"

"Sure I can! I can cause I'm smart!" He tried to lower his voice to sound more important, and it made your heart melt slightly as to how adorable it was. Nodding encouragingly as you waited for him to speak.

"Go on then buddy."

"Well umm... You gotta not run! That's the biggest rule and the biggest means it's first! Then um... umm, oh you've got no loud noises...Go to the bathroom? Know where your mommy is!...um...umm. Don't touch Freddy? Don't hit other people! and um..umm that's it."

"Well done superstar! What were you about to do when I came over?" You asked, knowing the kid was puffed up in pride and would walk right into the question.

"I was going to give Freddy a hug!" Suddenly looking sheepish as he realised what had happened and why you had asked him. His shoulders sagging and his lip pouting as he bowed his little head, making you touch his shoulder gently again to grab his attention, making him look up and reveal teary eyes.

"I'm guess he's your favourite?" The kid nodded and you reached into your pocket, pulling out a Freddy Fazbear sticker and handing it to the kid with some arcade tokens. "Well that's okay, but you have to stick to the rules buddy, although you get a prize for being such a superstar and remembering them!"

Standing up, any thoughts of tears from the child were gone and he ran back off into the restaurant to play whatever game was popular that day, or to make new friends about their favourite animatronics. You were always surprised to see how many kids 'played Freddy's' by collecting kids with different favourites and would huddle in groups, taking turns singing various songs from the pizzeria.

You jumped as you turned around and almost walked into Garret, clutching your heart thumping in your chest as you took a deep breath and composed yourself. He shrugged his shoulders at the fact he had been standing so close to you, clearing his throat like that would remedy it.

"What is it Garret? And if you say that the ladies need cleaning again, I did it twice yesterday, I'm not doing it today." You said, keen to move as you were aware that you were in front of the main stage and according to your watch it was only four minutes until showtime, confirmed over the tannoy which only seemed to hype the kids around you up more. All rushing to eat, drink and play before the next show as if they didn't happen every twenty minutes.

"No actually, Daphne has that today. But Henry said he needed you to pop into parts and services and find him a 'flux capacitor', in the labelled box and bring it to him. He needs it for the parts order next week." He shrugged and you squinted at him for a second before you nodded and thanked him for passing on the message, heading towards Parts and Services, a back room down the concrete back halls of the place.

It didn't take you long to find it, after a few minutes of searching and asking somebody where it was as they passed by. But as you opened the door, you noticed how cluttered it was initially. Sighing as you realised how long it was going to take trying to find a presumably small part in a mess of cables, boxes and half-built things you were nervous to go near in case they broke. The few dim bulbs overhead didn't help as you began to search, carefully picking up boxes or moving coils of wire to check the labels, wondering if there was any form of organisation as you opened up a large box labelled as 'fuses' and finding animatronic eyes staring back, cold and unblinking.

Sighing, you stood up again and took a half-step back to try and turn around and try not to disturb anything perched precariously on the workbench nearby. Your back hitting something unexpectedly and making you scream, throwing your hands up to cover your face and cowering back into the shelves as you startled. A large hand darting out over the top of you and gripping the shelf you bumped into to stop it from potentially tipping over.

Removing your hands from your face you found yourself confronted with a white undershirt that was stained with motor oil and grease from the animatronics, forcing you to look up and face the quizzical expression that was looking down at you. Grey eyes behind gold rimmed aviator glasses sparkling with amusement, deep brown hair and the slightest beard going on that had just started to grey closer to the temples. Swallowing hard, you blinked up at the unfamiliar man, mind racing along with your heart.

"Well I know I'm all dirty and shit but do I really look that bad?" The baritone voice chuckled, slightly gravelly and still somehow warm enough to make you melt slightly.

"N-No sir I'm so so sorry, I-I didn't mean-" You began to stammer before the man removed his arm from above your head, stepping back and sitting at a chair from the workbench, giving you a better look at him even under the dim lights.

He was shirtless, or at least, no proper shirt on but rather a white-tshirt. Giving you a good view of his broad shoulders and thick arms, the tight shirt giving you a good idea of a developing dad-body that still somehow screamed muscular and how tall he was as he stretched his legs out, crossing his arms and holding his biceps, making you glance at his hands and noticing how large they too seemed.

"Are you new here?" He asked, tilting his head to one side as he looked at you critically, his expression serious despite the humour in his eyes that you had briefly seen.

"Yes sir. I started this week." Swallowing nervously as you tried to look anywhere but the large man infront of you, occasionally meeting his eyes to be polite but otherwise trying not to stare, knowing your cheeks were already heated up enough and you could tell you were blushing hard.

"Figures, I'm going to take a gamble and say... Garret, that spotty teenage kid? Kinda weedy looking? Told you to come in here and look for something?" Hiding amusement from his voice as he sat observing you, thinking that perhaps you were too naive and sweet to be back in the grimy bowels of the establishment.

"Yes sir, he um.. He said I needed a 'flux capacitor' or something for the parts order for-" You didn't get much further as the man began to laugh, a deep bassy sound that made your chest flutter slightly as you heard it, definitely blushing if you weren't before. His face split into a grin, revealing a lopsided smile as he shifted and stood up again, once more towering over your much smaller frame.

"Yeah he's fucking with you. I'll admit, this is one of the more...creative... ways that a new staff member has been hazed." Chuckling still as he walked over to a different bench, making you realise that had probably been where he was stood before you bumped into him. "They usually get the newbies to come in here and bring random shit out, but actually having you look for something that doesn't exist, quite funny."

You felt your cheeks burning as he laughed at you and made you feel uncomfortable, squirming as you tried to stand for the scrutiny before you looked up at him tinkering away with something on a bench, realising that you hadn't seen him the entire week you'd been working there. It was your turn to cross your arms, clearing your throat slightly before speaking.

"You know, I don't know who you are. You're not wearing a uniform or a name badge, so I'd like to see some ID please." You said, holding out one hand and struggling to try and keep your composure as the broad and tall man stopped tinkering and turned his head to blink at you.

He saw you stood there, tiny compared to him and still trying to defiantly hold out your hand, demanding to see ID and prove that he was meant to be there. He tried not to smile as he reached into his slacks pockets and pulled out his wallet, thumbing through it until he pulled out two cards. His Fazbear employee card and his drivers licence, handing them over simultaneously and letting you inspect them closely.

You looked over them carefully, although it took seconds before your face paled and it fell. Body shaking as you realised how badly you had fucked up by demanding ID from the man.

"Sorry, we don't seem to have met before, I'm William Afton, co-owner of Freddy Fazbear's." Grinning widely as he plucked the cards from your hands and put them on the worktop before offering a rough, oily hand to shake. Taking a little humour in your shocked expression as you shakily took his hand, almost lost in his as you both shook and introduced yourself. Quietly giving him your name too.

"It's nice to meet you little lady, but I'm sure you have to get back out into the colourful world of Freddy's." He suggested, trying to contain his laughter as you swallowed nervously, avoiding his eyes again which was a small pet-peeve of his, but he was willing to be forgiving on that occasion as you had been caught off-guard by him and didn't know him yet.

Gesturing to the door, you allowed him to escort you there, turning back to apologise to him before he leaned against the doorframe and looked down at you with a grin, wanting to fuck with you some more before he fully let you go.

"You're welcome back any time though, Henry doesn't usually let the pretty ones come down here." He laughed darkly, making a biting motion with a slightly snarled lip at you and listening to the squeak you made as you practically speed walked down the hallway with an obvious blush on your cheeks. Chuckling to himself at the fact he had flustered you so successfully.

You practically burst into the restaurant and went straight onto your break, plopping down into the staff room and placing your head in your hands, groaning loudly as you tried to process what had just happened. Hearing the chair opposite you scrape back, you saw Stacey looking at you curiously, eyebrow raised as you just shook your head at her.

"So, you practically ran through the building like your ass was on fire, what's up?" She teased, making you shake your head again, face burning as you tried to repress your new image of William Afton and could still hear his baritone voice in your ears.

"It's nothing Stacey."

"Bullshit! Come on! Did you stare at one of the dad's too long or something?" She teased, poking at your arm and hands until you pulled them away from your face and revealed the heavy blush, making her laugh even more "Oh come on, what could have been sooo bad?"

"I met Mr. Afton." Stacey snorted as you said it, raising a sceptical eyebrow and grinning at you.

"Okay, and I mean, he can be weird but like, what else is there to-"

"Stacey I asked him for his fucking ID and employee badge since he wasn't in uniform." You decided to leave out the part where he had called you pretty and bit at you in a way that you were almost ashamed to say made your stomach flutter with butterflies, and the fact you had run into him. Physically run into him. And screamed when you saw him.

The encounter got more and more embarrassing the more you thought about it.

"Well...Shit." Stacey offered helpfully, patting your hand consolingly as you felt your body burning up in shame. "Guess you gotta hope and pray he forgets by Monday."

You knew you certainly wouldn't forget by Monday, and somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew he wouldn't either.

#springtrap #springtrap x reader #william afton #william afton x reader #william afton x you #william afton smut #fnaf movie #fnaf x reader #steve raglan #steve raglan x reader

[craxkbaby]

jjhkh Hello again! Have more ideas!!

( please take your time! I'm in no rush!)

Related to the last post/ which I loved!!!

( fluffy/ platonic idea) Sayyyyy the alternate was a child. Now AK has a wholeass child clinging to him, who's imprinted on him like a duckling and follows him everywhere to the best of his ability. A kid he's not equipped to deal with. What would he do? Does he knock him out and ditch him at that universe's alive Bruce because the kid's just so annoyingly optimistic (Robin Jay at AK: "I know you're a good guy and you won't hurt me :) Because my heart says so :)" / cue AK Jason getting whiplash from being reminded of how naive and optimistic he used to be/ blue-screening for a while because that's the first time in ages someone's said something kind to him) and still hasn't lost the spark of childhood innocence- something he didn't get to keep. Does he go, "No, I'm not your parent" while internally fretting over the kid's state who decided to cling to the big, scary, very dangerous man who shot Joker in front of him until he was swiss cheese and apparently has the self-preservation instincts of a wet paper bag? Is AK completely committed/ 100% feral over protecting the ray of sunshine because " that's his headache now, back off" I'm so curious

Thank you for answering the asks!! They're fun to write! And I love, love, love your head-canons!!

sorry for taking so long to answer this!! I’ve been super sleepy lately! I’m so sorry if this didn’t meet up to your expectations!

AK!Jason, who has a kid clinging to his leg. A child who was Jason’s younger self. He was annoyed at it, obviously he was so annoyed at it. The constant reminder of his past while he was Robin was giving him a headache.

The stupid naive face his younger self has is just irritating to look at. Though, seeing his younger self— before all of the trauma that was dumped on him was refreshing.

“I’m not your dad.”

Was constantly said on a daily basis. AK!Jason wasn’t equipped to deal with a kid, having to very little child experience in anything.

AK!Jason deciding no kid should even be around him. Considering how he sees himself, he isn’t the best adult for a kid to be around.

That’s obviously what he thinks. 

But the protection he feels over the kid tells him otherwise.

“I know you won’t hurt me.”

The happiness that came from his voice made AK!Jason’s heart flutter very slightly. It’s true, he wouldn’t hurt him. But it made him feel something, knowing his younger self trust him.

Still looking up to AK!Jason knowing how he turned out after everything that had happened. AK!Jason getting heavy flashbacks on how happy and energetic he was just by looking at his younger self somewhat hurt him.

Though, it was refreshing to have someone around who gives off such happy aura, someone who wasn’t AK!Jason. It’s like someone giving him an emotion to feel that he can’t feel daily.

He slowly starts to admit he loves it. He loves the clingy kid who was sticking to AK!Jason like glue. His new headache he grew fond to, was enjoyable.

The compliments he gets from his younger self felt so new to him. Been ages for someone to have such a kind heart towards him was definitely a new feeling.

No matter how many things AK!Jason does that’s definitely problematic, his younger self somehow still looks up to him.

AK!Jason does worry about the kids state, I mean, he’s watching Jason turn out into something he will soon to hate.

AK!Jason grows protective of his younger self. Not wanting anyone in the militia or especially scarecrow near him. That’s his headache, a headache he is willing to not get rid of.

I’m sorry, I wanted to make this longer but jeez!! I’ve been really feeling awful lately!! I’m sorry if I’m taking too long to answer any requests!!

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[erodasfishtacos]

omg we know how YN is about mlbrry’s short shorts but I want to know if there’s something she wears out that makes H absolutely feral

Hot As They Come

prompt: this mini blurb turned into something else completely

warnings: body issues, smut

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He’s a narcissist, so anytime she has his jersey on.

They all were staying at Anne’s lake house (that Harry had purchased her) in Rhode Island for the long weekend - Easton, Cash, and Ezra were in the pool being vigilantly watched by Anne and her friend, Martha when Harry arrives.

He had to fly home from a stretch of games in San Diego, then get in the car, and drive three hours to get to his family.

YN had been inside, laying down with Briar for a nap, having the all fours kids had been exhausting these past two days - plus Briar was freshly one and still had some painful teeth coming in.

When he opens the back gate, he’s automatically met with squeals and whines when his kids realizes he’s finally there.

They’re all floating in the pool with their float vests on, except for Easton who was old enough not to have one.

Chants of ‘daddy’ echo through the backyard as they wave him closer.

Harry being a big child at heart, drops his suitcase, and kicks off his trainers and socks, then his shirt before he’s running towards the pool and cannonballing into the deep end, away from the kids.

When he pops up, hair matted to his head, all of them are giggling wildly - including Anne and Martha as Harry dives back under to pop up near his kids to make them scream in surprise and joy.

The two boys are automatically climbing all over him and he waste no time in tossing them high into the air before they’re sinking into the water.

A whimper comes from his right, near the steps, “Daddy, daddy.”

Harry takes a break from the boys to pout out his bottom lip and swim over to his little boy, scooping him up and wading back into the water.

“Hi bubba, missed you so much,” Harry tells him as he lays his head on his shoulder, sleepy and most likely ready for his own nap.

“Miss you,” He lisps back before his hand is coming up to play with the gold cross on his necklace and tucking his thumb between his lips.

“Mum, where’s YN?” He asks as he drifts towards the edge near where Anne is sat with her feet in the water.

“Inside, she’s taking a nap with Briar,” Anne replies before taking a sip of her own homemade lemonade and swishing her toes.

“Was she tired?” Harry frowns, guilt sinking into his stomach - he knew she had been stressed having to tote all four kids in the car for multiple hours.

She would also lie and tell Harry everything went fine because she didn’t want him to feel bad that he wasn’t there.

“Very. She said that Briar and Ezra were giving her a hard time on the way up. She said Briar’s teeth are coming in and she kept her up all last night,” Anne reports before adding on, “They’ve been asleep for a good three hours so hopefully they feel refreshed when they wake up.”

Harry tries to not internalize it and has to remind himself he’s not a terrible husband or father but he hates when he’s away.

The boys grab his attention again, demanding their father watch them do handstands and swim to the bottom to retrieve dive batons.

All the while, Ezra makes himself comfortable in his dad’s arms and he had removed his life vest so he was more comfortable when he naps against his warm skin.

Harry’s turning quickly when he hears the back door open and his heart jumps like a schoolboy when he sees his wife step onto the patio with his newest little baby just in a swim diaper on her plush hip.

He has to swallow hard when he scans her body, a simple black bikini on with one of his unbuttoned jerseys that’s down to her mid thigh.

She doesn’t even realize how sexy she looks is the thing, he knows she put it on to cover her body a bit more because she’s still a bit self-conscious of some baby weight.

However, he’s basically drooling, the extra weight around her hips, thighs, tummy - decorated with light stretch marks.

Harry hasn’t seen a more beautiful woman in his life.

He wants to bite that soft skin, licks those marks from where her body stretch to accommodate their chunky bubs.

Briar, who’s just learning basic words, squeaks out an excited, “Dadadada.”

Harry wades towards the shallow end where Anne’s waiting to carefully wrap Ezra in a towel while he sleeps, his mother then takes the little boy for a snuggle in the shade.

“Dadada,” Briar continues to whine with a pitiful pout on her face as she makes grabby hands towards her father.

“Oh, hi there, lil’ mama. I missed you so much, little love,” Harry hums as soon as YN shifts the baby into his arms and Briar’s pulling at her dad’s wet locks.

“Dada,” She coos back as Harry winces at the tugs to his hair and his eyes twinkling as he looks at his wife who’s smiling back.

“Hi mama,” Harry murmurs softly as he rocks Briar on his hip, his other hand reaching out to cup her jaw and bring her in for a long kiss.

“Missed you,” YN replies quietly, a bit of sadness and stress in her voice as she runs her hand down his side and squeezes his hip.

“I’m sorry, darling,” He replies back, just as quietly, and moves to kiss her forehead, “You’re such an amazing wife and mama. I appreciate everything you do for this family.”

A crease forms between her eyebrows, lips turned down a bit, “You’re the one who provides for us.”

Harry makes sure they’re making eye contact when he tells her, “What I do for this family is nothing compared to what you provide us.”

“I love you,” YN sighs, leaning over for another quick kiss and adds, “I know you feel guilty but please don’t. I knew what I was agreeing to when we had four kids.”

“Not the first time,” He chuckles, looking fondly back at Easton, who was now seven which was crazy, and thriving.

“Mm, he was just our favorite surprise. Wouldn’t change it for anything,” She replies with a warm smile, leaning over to kiss Briar’s cheek and she lets out the bubbliest giggle.

Martha steps over to them, arms outstretched, “Okay parents, time to share this little muffin with the rest of us.”

Harry slips Briar into the crook of her arm and she goes easily, lounging back and tucking her pacifier that was in her small fist this whole time back into her mouth.

“You look so fuckin’ hot,” Harry hums lowly now that all the babies were out of earshot, his hands coming to her hips.

YN scowls at him, stiff and frustrated when she grits out, “You don’t have to lie to me just because you’re my husband.”

Harry gets defensive instantly, “What would I be lyin’ about?”

“I know I don’t look hot. It’s my first time in a bikini since I had Briar. My stomach is still puffy, my love handles, not to mention my boobs from breastfeeding four kids,” She huffs like it’s obvious as she pinches at skin in her hip.

“Come on, now,” Harry says firmly to her, authority and demand in his voice which wasn’t common for him to take that tone with her, “Mum, you guys okay with watching them for a few?”

Anne waves them off and tells them to enjoy a few minutes alone, they have everything handled.

“Wha-“ YN begins to ask as Harry wraps his hand around her wrist and guides her back into the house, back into their room, and clicks the lock shut.

“Don’t you dare ever insult the body that gave us our four perfect, healthy babies. The body that I fell in love with and am still madly gone for,” Harry nearly hisses as he’s tugging the jersey off of her shoulders until it pools on the ground.

“Harry, I-“

“Just listen to me, would you?” He cuts her off as he kneels in front of her, lips moving over the silky smooth skin of her stomach.

“Love this belly,” Harry praises, kissing, licking, biting at the sensitive skin that has fully went back to normal, “Obsessed with it even. Everything about you gets me hard. I love how you look, I love that you have this, reminds me of what a strong woman you are.”

YN feels embarrassed that she’s getting emotional at his kind words, they were so sincere and reverent that there was no question he meant them.

“These love handles?” Harry scoffs as his large hands grip the extra plush of her hips, “Do you know how sexy it is? Love holding onto them when you ride me.”

His voice had gotten noticeably deeper and gravely with his arousal, standing up and moving to untie her top - letting her breasts falls from where they were held up to appear more perky.

“Don’t get me started on your tits,” He groans as he thumbs at her nipples, being carefully because they were sore from feeding Briar, “Fuckin’ beauties. I remember the first time I got to see ‘em. Swear that was more memorable than when I got drafted. You think I’m gonna complain that they got bigger? You’re crazy.”

YN giggles at that, especially when he gives her a cheeky smile and presses himself against her so he can kiss her again.

His hands go to the ties of her bottoms on each hip, playing with the string as he whispers, “Please let me take these off and ‘ave you. I’ve been starving for it, mama.”

“It’s been a week,” YN chuckles as she bumps there noses - already feeling better about herself, feel more empowered and sexy, “If you’re so hard up, maybe I should help you out.”

“It’s about you. You don’t have to if you don’t- fuckin’ hell, doll,” Harry moans when his damp athletic shorts and briefs are pulled down and YN is kneeling to lick at the bottom side of his hard length.

A thrill shoots about her spine for her husband’s reaction to her mouth, his hands weaving into her locks, and whimpering, “C’mon baby, take me. Can’t be teased right now or I’m gonna come so fast for you.”

“For me?” YN parrots with a mischievous smirk as she pumps him, he’s almost too big for her palm and she loved that.

“F’course, you’re the only thing that makes me come. Whether you’re right in front of me or if m’in my hotel room thinking about you,” Harry pants sweetly, still letting her make the calls when she doesn’t listen and continues to just lap at his dripping tip.

“Best husband,” YN praises him as her hands come up to roll his balls with her thumb, making his cock twitch in her hand.

“Fuckin’ Christ,” Harry grunts after another minute or so, he’s leaning down and pulling her up before he’s picking her up and throwing her own the bed as she yelps in surprise, “Give me tha’ cunt.”

YN spreads her legs immediately and Harry is nearly ripping the bottoms off of her lower half before his face is buried between her thick thighs, sucking harshly at her clit as payback.

“Ba-baby,” YN whines in a kittenish tone, pushing her hips up into his mouth to ride his tone to chase her pleasure, “Wha-no!”

YN complains when he pulls back, crudely wiping his mouth on her belly before leaning down and cleaning up her slickness with his tongue.

“Shush up, we don’t have much time. We got four little buggers out there, s’only a matter of time before one of them causes trouble,” Harry quips as he wriggles her bum up off the bed and wrapping her legs around his waist so he can fuck in.

“There,” She moans quietly a few seconds in when he angles just so that his cock is hitting the spot that sets her afire and then he adds a thumb to her clit for extra stimulation.

“Yeah, I know,” He murmurs cockily, fingers dimpling the skin where he’s holding on to her upper thighs as he pushes his narrow hips into her center over and over again.

Harry nearly comes on the spot when YN redirects on of her hands to her throat, she doesn’t have to say anything before Harry’s gripping at the sides of her neck with his fingers.

“How could you think that you’re not perfect? You’re as hot as they come,” Harry tells her as her limbs loosen and she climaxes, he lets go of the pressure on her throat and follows suit.

“I love you,” YN hums when he collapses on top of her, “Welcome home. You played amazing in San Diego.”

“I love you more,” Harry replies as he smatters kisses along her cheeks, “Those guys were a buncha of ass-“

The both turn their heads when they hear echoing through the backyard a wail that was no doubt Cash because Easton wasn’t sharing a water toy.

“It was fun while it lasted,” YN snickers as they roll of the bed and begin to redress so that they can go back out and take over parenting duties.

-

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[honey-minded-hivemind]

Hello! I was taking pictures of my cat and it got me thinking about the fallen snow au and the giant cat room you mentioned. I was wondering if you could make a little post of everyone reacting to reader sleeping in the cat room like this

No rush of course! Keep up the great writing ❤️

Oooooooh my heavens, look at that lil' bby!!!😍 They are so precious!!! And I can try to make a reaction headcanons list to how the different platonic yans act if they see Creed!Reader sleeping like this!!! Let's try it:

• Sabretooth would be purring, seeing his cub curled up like that. The guy would likely curl up with Reader, hissing if anyone who wasn't the other kids or his brother came close

• Wolverine would likely be having a cuteness meltdown on the inside (He does whenever he sees any of his cubs or pups doing something cute, he just shortcircuits on the outside for a second or two)

• Laura and Kyle (X-23 and Wild Child) would immediately be lying diwn next to Reader and hugging them like they were a stuffed animal. They woukd look like a pile of kittens or puppies sleeping together, not gonna lie

• If Scott or Jean saw them, they'd be taking pictures/mentally telling the Professor about it. They'd be trading the photos like trading cards, too

• Pietro and Wanda would be blushing, then asking if they can join the cuddle pile. Would find a way to steal Reader into their room if they knew they wouldn't face the wrath of the feral kids

• Rogue and Evan would just lay down without asking or taking no for for answer, and making themselves comfortable. They don't care what anyone says, for once Reader isn't aware enough enough run or hide, so they're hugging them, no ifs, ands, or buts

• The Professor would have pictures taken. He'd He'd also have Hank/Beast working on a new drug/medicine for the ferals, to help them fall into their instincts and to feel happy and calm. Is also able to read Reader's mind for once, since their mental walls are down, so he looks through everything that has happened to them, from their past to the after their escape to the present time

• Magneto would try to move Reader to his and his kids special room, then finds that he has to fight every feral and sleepy kid who joined them (even if they weren't allowed in the special feral room)

• Hank/Beast is working on a new set of drugs, sedatives, and medicines for the Reader and other ferals, to help them fall into their instincts easier, to help them feel calm, even to make them a little loopy/to lower their shields a bit. He asks if he can join, and when he promises to make an extra tracking device for Reader, is let into the snuggle pile

• Storm is let in, no questions asked, as Wolverine and Laura and Evan like her and view her as family. And because she could drop a snowstorm on Wolverine and Sabretooth and make it so she was the only adult allowed to be with the kids. So no one stops her if she joins them

• Mystique would try and sneak in. She wouod be caught, and depending on who catches her, woukd either be allowed to stay or (politely) thrown out

• The innocent teens (Kurt, Kitty, Toad, Fred, and Lance) would want to join, despite not knowing Reader well. They would be asked to wait a bit, and let the adults see if Reader will be up to it later (they want to make sure the drug/sedative still works well enough, and make sure Reader doesn't feel freaked out over having new packmates)

• Gambit, Colossus, Pyro, and Tabby are told they can join the other teens while waiting, and that in a few days they'll try and see if Reader is still up for it

• The ferals eventually say "scr*w it!" and kick everyone out, since they want time with THEIR cub/littermate, and everyone else can have their turn once they've had their's. They want to enjoy being with Reader, especially since they feel extra guilt at being related to Reader yet never helping them when they needed it most. So if they can offer comfort and warmth (and the adults can nurse them), then they'll take that chance

• The photos of sleeping Reader become trading cards, and soon, everyone tries to get photos of Reader when they're relaxed or just unaware. What can they say? They're cute, even if they are rather skittish and act like a (literal) feral kitten who's never been hugged. Of course, they now need to hide the cards from Reader, so as not to seem weird or even more avoided than they already are...

(Whoops! I, um... maaaybe did this for the ❄Milky Snow🍼 AU)... But it CAN be read for ❄Fallen Snow🩸 AU, too... Whichever one you prefer!!)

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #yandere platonic xmen #yandere platonic xmen evolution #platonic yandere xmen evolution #platonic yandere xmen evolution au #❄fallen snow🩸 au #❄milky snow🍼 au #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere marvel x reader #creed!reader

[saatorubby]

Hi, I luv yr writings. Just wondering if you could write for Vil, Rook and Silver when their s/o is taking care of them when they are turn into a child? Thanks😉

These two requests are similar so I thought that I'll just do them together. @unicornwithachainsaw83

Request: vil, rook and silver have turned into children, now their s/o has to take care of them.

A/n:

first part with leona, azul and kalim here

second part with idia, malleus and riddle here

fourth part with floyd, lilia and jamil here

Warnings: rook typical stalking, gn!reader

Vil schoenheit

You were going to see your boyfriend at pomefiore when epel and rook arrived, looking panicked.

They explained that vil had gotten into an alchemy incident after trying to make some new skin care for himself.

Vil is not very different as a kid except he's even more beautiful now and is very willing to use that as an advantage.

You would have no problem dealing with him, but I can't say the same for the others.

In your company vil will be a complete gentleman, would not mess up anything. But everybody else? They will have the worst time with him.

He is demanding, strict and extremely bratty. He just refuses to play with people he doesn't like and demands for you to come back too when your doing something or, are busy. The only person he gets along with is rook.

So you how he's very blunt and criticises everybody? Yeah but it's ten times worst.

He will be going around like 'I don't like your shirt' and 'a giraffe has better make up skills than you'.

Also kinda feral?? I can see him kicking leona in the shins after leona made fun of him (crouching down in front of him and all).

Very good at stranger danger thing. If anyone he doesn't recognise tries to talk to him, he will immediately punch them and would run away.

Loves to play tea party, especially with you.

"Well, I was still as beautiful as I am now wasn't I, my sweet potato?

Rook hunt

Rook is the complete opposite of vil, he is very shy as a child.

He doesn't say much but when he does it's usually to compliment something or someone.

Rook loves archery, so he'll usually ask you to take him outside so he can play around.

Even though he's shy, he loves to go out, like in nature. Also would love if you take him to the forests outside of school for a walk or a picnic.

Rook still loves to hunt, so instead of beast men, he chases around actual animals like rabbits or butterflies when you two go out in the forest, he also loves to take the pictures of them.

Also gets along with grim. I don't think grim likes him much but rook loves grim that's how he gets roped into babysitting duty alongside you.

Rook is a very clean child. When he plays with toys (his bow and arrow) he diligently cleans up his space and puts them back in their places.

Rook also eats his veggies, he loves carrots but for some reason, he hates green bell peppers and green bell peppers only.

He loves it when you two watch movies together.

He'll snuggle up to you with blankets to his chin. As he watches the movie with fascination.

"Ah, mon amour, thank you for looking after me."

Silver

He's just a sleepy boi. He just likes to sleep.

He was probably sleeping when he turned into a child. He woke up as a toddler.

So silver is a verrryy good boy. He doesn't bother anyone, eats his food and sleeps. That's basically the only things he does.

He loves his new pillow though, which is you.

Lilia was over the moon when you turned up to diasomnia with child silver. He started lamenting about how he missed his little boy and somehow y'all ended up going through lilia's old album of his children.

Lilia tries to feed him but you somehow come up with a lame-ass excuse and bolt out of the diasomnia to your own dorm

Malleus is glad to be free of his retainers for once. Since silver is a baby, lilia is trying to feed his child and sebek is busy pulling lilia back and failing miserably.

Grim gets along with sliver very well, they both just curl up together and nap on your lap all day long.

Sliver does like napping in the garden though, where all of his animal friends can snuggle up to him.

He also lives playing knight with you, where he is the knight, grim the big bad monster and you are prince(ss) stuck in the castle. You had to coax grim with tuna to let silver win

"...so I turned into a child? Bet old ma- lilia-sama had a blast with that."

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[alexanderlightweight]

I really like how you write Ragnor. Would you do more for one you've already done? Or something new with him and Alec interacting.

Thank you so much for doing these. They are bright spots in my way too stressful life.

this is from star eater (trueblood heir sentient shadows au) and i hope you enjoy it! and i'm glad they are and i hope this is another bright spot and that life is less stressful for you <3

lumine

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“Ragnor!” Alec exclaims and Ragnor barely manages to prepare his wards before Alec steps into his space and stares up at Ragnor with young delight. “You came back!”

“I told you I would.” Ragnor reminds him, sitting down in the chair he’d left — and warded so only he and Alec could sit in it — so that Alec would have a physical representation that Ragnor would return.  It seems it wasn’t enough and Ragnor resolves to fix that before he leaves. “How are you, laddie?”

“Mother hasn’t broken her promise.” Alec tells him, eyes wide and so innocent for how dark and jaded the child already is. “And father is gone, Izzy is too, but he won’t hurt her like me, so that’s okay.”

Ragnor tries not to say anything about that in particular and just hums, summoning his pipe and then he eyes the lad warily. 

“That smells nice.” He’s told and Alec doesn’t bother with a chair, he just curls up on a mass of shadows. “Ragnor, why does mother let you come when she doesn’t like you?”

Ragnor sighs and takes a deep puff, sending a small smoke ring over to Alec whose shadows poke at it curiously. It dissipates and Ragnor wishes he could leave this conversation to others, however there is no one he can trust to be honest with Alec.

“If your mother relied only on working with people she liked or who liked her, she’d never get anything done.” Ragnor admits and is charmed when Alec giggles and snorts. “She needs my abilities and my knowledge, so she works with me. Even if she’d rather not.”

“Why do you work with her, when she’s rude and you don’t like her either?”

“Sometimes laddie, you take a risk to see what you can learn. If it had been anything else, I would have ended up ignoring your mother. However, you need my help and I am rather fond of you. Your parents don’t define you, remember that, Alec.”

Alec nods, something sincere and curious and trusting in his young, small face and Ragnor sighs and summons a plate of pasties. 

“Have a bite to eat, there’s a good lad. And some tea, we’ll need something a bit stronger than the herbal you liked last time. Hmm, oh yes this will do.” Ragnor summons a whistling kettle and his pot and leaves and gets to work as Alec carefully nibbles the crust of his steaming pie. Ragnor doesn’t bother with utensils and summons some napkins and he fuss over pouring the tea as Alec hesitantly takes larger and larger bites. 

He’s nearly finished with the first pastie by the time the tea is ready and Ragnor pretends to barely notice, “oh, now laddie. Tell me what you think of these, I find the mushrooms make all the difference, but ducky insists that I’m just fussing.” 

Ragnor is sent a curious look, but Alec takes the pastie and there’s a look of surprised delight on his face. He eats that one twice as fast and he’s trying to drink his tea slowly, but his eyes are focused on the plate of pasties and Ragnor summons another plate of them. 

“I realized that I only got them from one shop.” Ragnor mock fumes, “how shortsighted of me. If I’m introducing you to pasties, I’m going to do it properly.”

Ragnor gets less done than planned, but he has a full and sleepy Alec who — now that he’s a bit more comfortable — is pushing up against the edges of Ragnor’s space. It’s like trying to coax a particularly feral kitten and Ragnor slowly reaches out and very carefully, pats down on tousled, loose curls. 

“Ragnor, you’re coming back?” It’s a question, but there’s also a hint of desperation and Ragnor realizes that Alec doesn’t want to ask for too much and be disappointed. 

“Aye, laddie. I’m coming back, I’ll see you in a few weeks, hmm?” 

Alec nods, but he ducks his head and refuses to meet Ragnor’s eyes which makes the old warlock sigh for a moment. “Alec, what’s wrong lad?”

“Mother has to go to Alicante; she says I have to stay here.” Alec shrugs, “I didn’t want to go, except—” and he just shrugs and Ragnor knows exactly what is wrong. 

Alec has powers that are similar to the first powers born from shadowhunter families, powers that have grown weak over the years and the clave wants to control him and them. It means that right now, there are very few people who Alec can trust, especially considering that his mother is still considered an enemy by most of the New York Institute. It’s a mess and Ragnor wishes it hadn’t settled on shoulders so young and small.

“I’ll drop by, when I can.” Ragnor assures him, and he will.  Someday, Alec Trueblood is going to be a great ally to have and Ragnor is going to make sure Alec knows his own worth and the worth of decent allies. While also ensuring that he will always be someone Alec considers an ally, it’s only practical after all. 

Alec just shrugs but he does seem less tense, and he lingers in his shadows as Ragnor summons a portal. 

“Take care, laddie.” Ragnor reminds him and he hopes that when he sees Alec next, perhaps he’ll have found a way to make the lad smile. 

#shadowhunters #alec lightwood #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #ragnor fell #shadowhunters au #lumine writes #my fics #my fanfics #my ficlets

[kittieshauntedourfantasy]

Soft/healthy relationships/domestic Heathers Headcanons!

I'm excited to finally post these! Under the cut!

(I'm a JDronica shipper, so I'm sorry if I didn't include any of your ships. Feel free to HC these for your own ships, though! Also yes, this is mostly sleepy stuff because I GO FERAL FOR THAT)

Veronica

She snores. Volume varies, but it's usually a little hard to sleep with.

Absolutely LOVES big blankets. Quilts, comforters, etc.

Gentle little grabby hands. All the time. She could be stimming, getting your attention, or just feeling a little tired. Just little grabby baby hands.

Feeds stray kitties that live nearby. She always saves table scraps for them.

She likes making pillow forts! Doesn't matter if she's alone or with friends, she has a blast making and hanging out in them.

When she's really happy she goes SPROING BOING KAZOING!!! Bounce bounce bounce!!!

JD

Secretly a giant cat person. He loves them. Especially black cats!

Buys random silly things! Like those little water toy things where you tilt it and the drops go down the slide/track or whatever

Likes autumn and winter. He enjoys taking strolls during these times, especially with Veronica.

(Thank you to @beesmeowmeow for helping me with this one) He needs noise to sleep. A fan, white noise machine, something.

He likes pillows! They're nice and fluffy

Heather Chandler

Claims that she hates cats, but then she sees one and is like "*GASP* KITTY!!! Pspsps meow meow prrrp mrow!!!" and pets it for forever

She really likes calming scents, like lavender.

She doesn't love mint all that much. Whether it's smell or taste, she isn't a fan.

Heather Duke

She likes big fluffy things. Blankets, plushies, pillows, whatever.

Does little tiptoe bounces when she's excited

Really appreciates when people listen to what she has to say. She talks a LOT and gets very happy!

Heather McNamara

LOVES plushies. Especially Beanie Babies.

Very good listener. You could ramble for hours and she'd enjoy the conversation.

Can't open ANYTHING, she is a literal child. She can't open baby gates, she can't open child locks, she can't open jars/bottles... Nothing.

JDronica

(Big thanks to @we-were-meant-to-be-one for a lot of these!)

Whenever he has nightmares, JD clings onto Veronica and huddles into her. It's soothing to him.

Veronica has 100% slapped JD in the face while sleeping, oops

Whenever Veronica sprawls out, JD takes it as an opportunity to cuddle/make contact. He thinks she makes a very nice pillow/blanket.

Since he needs noise to sleep, JD finds Veronica's snoring rather soothing. He's never told her that she snores, and doesn't want her to worry about it.

Veronica is very alert when it comes to JD's sleep, and wakes him up if she thinks he's having a nightmare.

They both love cuddles/close contact. Hearing the other's heartbeat/breathing, feeling the other's hands in their hair... Yes.

JD giving Veronica gentle kisses

JD insists on cuddling, no matter how hot it is. Veronica is on the verge of dying from heat stroke.

Staying up late, making jokes, and cackling loudly

Playful arguing! They end up playfully elbowing each other and blowing raspberries, but it's all just sillay fun!

Watching movies together. Pointing out plotholes, cracking jokes, etc. During horror movies, Veronica grabs onto JD very tightly.

#Heathers #heathers: the musical #Veronica Sawyer #veronica heathers #jd heathers #jason dean #heather chandler #heather duke #heather mcnamara #heathers headcanons #soft headcanons #fluffy headcanons #healthy relationship headcanons #domestic headcanons #jdronica #gentle headcanons #sleepy headcanons #otp headcanons

[obiyuki-beebs]

you called me x: event submission

First third(ish) of a fic! because it’s 3 AM and I’m sleepy and this is the only part that I’m (mostly) satisfied with so here ya go. Companion playlist posted here. Ok goodnight.

@snowwhite-andtheknight

Shirayuki prided herself on having a knack for answering questions. 

This skill could be attributed to multiple traits; her quiet brilliance, a devout love of research, and an uncanny capacity to solve almost any problem presented to her. 

She enjoyed observing her world and figuring out the how and the why. She hoarded questions and carried them around like candy in her pocket, on her mind until she could find or deduce an answer, and always ready to chew on it for a while if it could give her the satisfaction of knowing. 

What frequency do bumblebees need to vibrate at in order to release pollen from certain types of flowers, like blueberries in their blooming stage? Middle C, which is how they are able to use buzz pollination, something honeybees are incapable of, making bumblebees indispensable in the ecosystem and farmers alike. 

Why are we told not to rub our eyes? It can cause corneal abrasion and worsen allergen exposure in the short term, and cause keratoconus in the long term, which is a thinning and deformation of the cornea over time. This had been a notably hard habit to break. 

Does bi-weekly refer to every two weeks or twice a week? Infuriatingly enough, both, depending on the context. 

Is a hot dog a sandwich? Yes, by definition. Is cereal soup? No, also by definition, though somehow she was more perturbed by this question than she had originally thought she could be. 

Shirayuki's ability to answer questions was not limited to health and the natural world. Her friends and colleagues often came to her for advice on various matters, whether it was about relationships or career choices. 

It also gave her a spectacular penchant for dominating trivia nights with her friends. 

Shirayuki liked answers. 

That was why, when she stumbled across a question she couldn’t answer, well… that could pose a problem. 

An extremely distracting problem with a long torso and a laugh that made her lift her head from her book whenever she heard it. 

A problem that had the potential to make her forget to step off the train on her way to the lab. 

A problem that might keep her up at night, undoubtedly chewing her lip and in a dissociative stare-down with the glow stars that she and Yuzuri had painstakingly pressed onto Shirayuki’s ceiling when they became roommates. 

Currently, she had such a problem. She couldn’t stop asking herself why, out of all of their friends, she was the only one who Obi still referred to by a nickname. 

She had always wondered, of course. 

For years, it seemed like he was on the tips of his toes, poised to bolt at the drop of an ill-chosen comment. In the early stages of all of them knowing each other, there had always been distance he placed between them. Rarely, if ever, did she see him drop his stoic smile; the smile he wore when he wanted people around him to be at ease. A smile that, though similar to his real one, wasn’t the same.

Sometimes, she thought of him in those early days and remembered the feral cat she’d befriended as a child outside her grandparent's pub. It had taken what felt like years for it to warm up to her, persuaded by one greasy palmful of stolen chicken at a time. 

Slowly but surely, Obi, just like that cat, had seemed to relax. Seemed to drop an anchor into their veritable sea of knowing each other. Or, at the very least, the bag she knew he kept packed under his bed started to gather dust. 

And then, one random night in May while they were enjoying their sometimes-weekly hang-out, Obi called Mitsuhide by name. Casual, as if he was asking them to please not make a big deal about it. 

Kiki had only smiled. Mitsuhide, who couldn’t hide anything if he tried, gaped like a fish with a hook still in its lip. Zen made a toast with his IPA, describing the continuous work it takes to be vulnerable and open with one's friends.

Progress had been slow after that. Obi waited another two months before dropping the joking “Princess” he usually used in conjunction with Kiki’s name. Ryuu was easier, as he was now taller than Obi and nearly at a level with Mitsuhide. Suzu, Yuzuri, and even his greatest chess adversary, Izana, were now all called by name instead of the nicknames Obi had been using as a last wall of defense against intimacy. 

The shock and sentimentality of the situation had kept Shirayuki from wondering, at least for a little while, why he hadn’t said her name yet. 

–

First, she had verified that he did indeed only call her by a nickname. She kept notes (in a marble composition tucked between her planner and her field notebook). But only one spreadsheet. One spreadsheet file, if she was being specific. She refused to count the sheet tabs in said file. (Four).  

When considering the question – that is, why only she remained among his nameless friends – she had come to the conclusion that he would get to her eventually. She just needed to be patient.

–

As it happened, Shirayuki also prided herself on her patience. 

She could wait. She had waited for so many things. 

As a child, she had waited for the cookies her grandfather had just baked to cool before stealing away with three of them and up the creaking stairs to her bedroom on the third floor. 

She was perfectly capable of putting in the slow, steady work needed to help her plant seeds germinate in the spring and even more patient with them as they spread roots and grew wildly over her trellis in the summer. 

She had waited for Zen to be able to publicly commit to her; had waited for him when they had been in a long-distance relationship for nearly four years; had waited for her feelings for him to be fulfilling again; had waited what felt like ages for him to accept that she meant it when she said she no longer saw him that way. 

She had demonstrated great restraint in not petting the feral cat all those years ago, instead letting it come to her. 

Yes, Shirayuki could be patient. 

So she waited, thinking that, eventually, it would be her turn, and he would call her by her name, implicitly reassuring her that they were as close as she considered them to be. 

–

And now here they were, nearly two whole years after the pivotal shift in nomenclature amongst friends, and Shirayuki found her patience to be entirely sapped.

Much to her consternation, Obi still only referred to her as “Miss,” and her question remained. Why had Obi thus far never used her given name? She had no idea. It entirely escaped her. This unanswered query had become the bane of her existence, plaguing her whenever she thought about him, which she also discovered was often and regularly. 

(No, she had not kept a data set of how often she thought about him. The thought had crossed her mind, and though the project was started, it was swiftly discontinued with vehemence due to extenuating circumstances relating to her inability to control the color of her cheeks.)

—

Shirayuki believed that every problem had a solution, and she was determined to figure out this one. She had a question whose answer entirely evaded her. She was losing sleep. It had become a matter of health. 

She started out with what she considered to be simple measures by sending him links to participate in Name-a-Plow-Truck events around the country, along with ridiculous – and hopefully fake – forum posts asking if the original poster was rude for laughing at their friend's baby name choice. She even went so far as to recommend watching Beetlejuice for movie night, which only ensured that they sang the Banana Boat Song back and forth to each other for what felt like weeks, followed by a rambunctious reprisal at karaoke in the fall. 

None of it worked. She had yet to hear him say her name. Clearly, her methods had not been effective. 

So she reconsidered. 

–

“Excuse me,” Yuzuri leaned out of the bathroom to get a better look at Shirayuki sitting with crossed legs on the rug outside the door, “you want to do what?”

“Obi doesn’t say my name. I’m the only one out of our friends that he doesn’t. So-”

“So you want to see if you can subconsciously influence him into saying your name? With a playlist?”

“Not all at once. Over a few weeks. Or months. I don’t want to tip him off too soon.”

“Uh-huh,” Yuzuri replied, voice reverberating in the sink as she leaned down to wash her face. 

“I thought you would be into it,” Shirayuki pouted, biting at the cuticle on her left hand.

“Stop picking.”

“You can’t even see me.”

“I can hear it.”

“How-”

“For the record, I am mostly into it. I am immensely amused by your plan, Yuki. You are exceptionally good at planning things out. Even if they are absolutely ridiculous and unnecessarily complicated. I am equally exasperated. You could just ask him to say your name. Honestly, please just do that.”

“What if-”

“Yuki. I promise your anxiety is lying to you. What are you afraid of?”

“I just want to try it this way and see if he gets it. It’s embarrassing to think about asking him that. We’re close, I know that, but it bothers me that he can do it for so many other people except me.”

Yuzuri, face now patted dry and shiny with lotion, leaned around the doorway again. She raised her eyebrows in a pointed look that Shirayuki chose not to deduce the meaning of. 

“You’re right, you are close. And both of you are idiots. Why a playlist?”

“We’re always listening to music, in the car, at karaoke, at get-togethers,” Shirayuki’s wilting confidence gained a new vigor as she spoke, choosing again to ignore the former half of Yuzuri’s sentence, “I already made one.”

“Please, for the love of all that is holy, let me see what you put on it. So, in short,  you’re planning to use subliminal messaging to convince Obi to say your name?”

“Exactly! I knew you would get it. Well, I guess not exactly. Subliminal messaging isn’t how I would put it.”

“Uh-huh.”

-- 

#obiyukimadness23 #event submission #you called me x #please forgive me #for I know this technically does not have the specified trope IN the submission post #it's leading up to it #and will be published #someday :D

[ladyddanger]

Headcannons about the Manburg cabinet internet culture in the dsmp are so interesting. Let me explain. (All dsmp/rp) (this is all @lasnevadaslaborunion ‘s fault btw)

The Manberg press hated c!Quackity. He can’t do anything right. He’s a gold digger whore throwing himself at Schlatt like that. Quackity is either too loud and outspoken in press conferences or he has no idea what he’s talking about and he’s too quiet. Either way look at his lack of respect for his own country!

Quackity showed up to meetings with a bursted lip and a black eye and the gossip rags decided he got plastic surgery. For weeks the magazines where full of “before and after” pictures of Quackity zoomed in on his face. It was terrible work they said. It only made him look uglier. One week he was too fat, clearly letting go of himself, the other he was too skinny and the tabloids compared his weight to everyone else’s. People made tik toks analyzing his body but it was ok because they were just worried about him.

His relationship with Schlatt was another one of their favorite things to talk about. Quackity was so bratty and clearly spoiled and Schlatt was so tough and protective. It was really cute. And then Quackity had the nerve to throw himself at other men. Sad edits of Schlatt looking midly annoyed while Quackity talked to anyone else with the sound “they don’t deserve you.” became popular.

Everything about Quackity was fair game to mock the way he spoke, his hair, his beanie, his body,his smile. But it was fine because he was a bad person and everyone knew that.

The Manberg press loved Tubbo. He was so cute and small. What a little bean!

They make condescending articles on how he was manipulated by Wilbur Soot poor child. Look at his little face clearly he didn’t know better then to side with him. Tubbo is adored in the way that he can’t get any privacy. He’s an idea not a person. The gossip rags are rabid for any information about him. Who is he dating, what dose he eat for breakfast, can he swim? All very important questions. They dig into his past interview his childhood friends hound him with way too personal questions.

People make sad edits of Tubbo having to exile he traitor friend. The poor kid. The comments are full of sympathy. They all know what it’s like to have fake friends and this is basically the same thing. Everything Tubbo says or dose is over analyzed. Is he happy, sleepy, sad? Body language experts speak up about how he is clearly sleepy and overworked. Poor kid.

Tubbo isn’t allowed to do anything that leaves the narrow idea they sat for him. He raises his voice at Fundy correcting him and the people go wild. How dare he? Tubbo has to publicly apologize to Fundy after.

Once someone sneaks into the area around the White House and takes a video of Tubbo crying in the gardens. His personal grief goes viral. Thounds offering sympathy for somthing he never wanted anyone to see. It’s ok because they care.

Fundy is the Presidents traitor son and probably the most conversational. Quackity is an evil slut and Tubbo is a cute bean but Fundy? You either love him or hate him.

For some people he’s the perfect feral trans boy tm look how hot and wild he is! Look his fangs and wild hair he’s such a gremlin. And his will they won’t they with Dream? It’s perfect.

People make edits of him and Dream talking, laughing just being near each other. They love him.

To others he’s everything that’s wrong with Manberg. Look at him flaunting his power he got from turning on his father . And dating to flirt with Dream? Who everyone knows is meant to be with George how dare he! Clearly he has taken after Quackity and become a whore.

#the idea of internet culture and the dsmp is so interesting to me #c!quackity #c!tubbo #c!cabnit duo #tw! body image #tw! abuse #c!trophyduo #c!trophy duo #c!fundy #c!fundy was taken #c!fwt

[tiredflowercrown]

Hi! What are some of your favourite story tropes?

Finally have the energy to answer this.

I'm gonna break them down by types.

Relationships

Grumpy x Sunshine

It's a classic trope that plays so well with so many settings and other characters archetypes. It's an opposites attract that doesn't typically lean unrealistic or abusive.

Found Family

It's perfection. Every single one of my fandoms has a found family in it. Ever piece of media I've even remotely been interested in. Batman, Green Arrow, Green Lantern, Young Avengers, X-Men, Avengers/MCU, Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, Voltron, 6 of Crows, Sleepy Bois Inc., etc. It's a trope one turns to form a little hope in people that always delivers.

Hidden Relationships

When I say this, I mean where they don't really hide it or actively hide it, I should say, but people don't realize they're in a relationship. The comedy and confusion that results from this trope are always fun and leave less room for uncomfortable ethics.

Has always known x Just realized

The exasperation of waiting for someone to realize that they love you when it can be clearly seen is heartwarming and hilarious.

Jaded Caretaker and Innocent/Feral Child

It's such an interesting dynamic that can be interpreted in so many manners. It's typically seen with a gruff father figure and a teenage girl, but my preference is an older sibling figure. Bonus points if the child is horribly traumatized but acts like it's normal or brushes past it.

Story Settings

Thieves/Criminals

A little crime never hurt anyone, especially if it's all fiction anyway. It's a perfect setting for found family and more jaded characters.

College/University

One can really play with character development here due to college naturally being a place that people change and grow. In fanfiction, it can also be a place to further flesh out a character or delve into their interests more

Fame

Whether it's music or band or just general famous people, it's so fun to see people react to fame and public vs. private personas.

Character Types

Aloof with a soft heart

This can be in a lot of directions, whether it be hurt too many times but still willing to try, hardened after a long and hard life, or the eldest kid in a bad situation. No matter how you take it, it's a wonderful cup of tea.

Horribly traumatized but kind and happy

The ability to do good and be good despite it all hits really hard to home for me. So it's always nice to see characters in that situation.

Bonus: Story Formats

Social Media/Text fics

Listen, it's so much story for so little work (other than formatting the work itself, I'm sorry). There's so many ways to show off a characters personality with how one texts or sets up their social media. I find it fascinating.

Thank you for the ask!

#ask #story tropes

[lennjamin-o7]

🌯🗡️ anon here! Wooo! New STH update!!

Heads up that I've only been up for like an hour and most that was just reading this chap so I might be a little more scatter brained than usual lmao!

First, Tech being an adorable sleepy boy in the morning! Phil was fucking loving that lmao, every time he decides that Tech couldn't possibly become more endearing, BAM, Tech throws even more at him. Oh! Also I love Techno's dynamic between him and Skeppy! It genuinely feels like proper banter! You're an absolute god when it comes to writing character interactions that feel organic, that shits amazing!

Oh! And the porridge!! Tech call it a hunch but I don't think that your sense of taste is suddently gonna get better when you eat the cooking they'll serve to the royal family. Oh and Phil just sneaking in more bits of Totally Not Magical food to Tech when no one's looking? Delectable! He is making sure his new sonboy eats GOOD if he has any say in the matter!

Also the hair scene?? Perfection! Tech freaking out a bunch when they threaten to cut his hair?? I'm sure that doesn't stem from some deep seeded trauma from younger years at all and with Phil stepping in? Bro saw how upset his new baby got over that shit and wanted to put an end to it IMMEDIATELY!

On a side note, Skeppy and Bad are absolutely onto him but like they keep accidentally demonising themselves in Techno's eyes! Sure they probably don't think (know) Phil is the Queens hubby but like they just keep accidentally pushing Techno into his comfort!! Phil was absolutely LOVING Techno coming to him for like feelings of safety I absolutely know it.

Like Skeppy Techno doesn't understand fully why you keep being a dick to his Totally Human Friend Phil, you're being so overprotective! yeah he feeds him strangely delicious and weirdly perfect food but that's what other peoples Totally Human Friends do! Don't be such a worry wart! Oh and Techno being like a dog when they eat something they shouldn't be eating?? Delicious meal for the brain rot!

Oh also the hair tying scene! Wonderful, Techno I'm sure those hair ties disappeared out of Totally Normal Ways and I'm sure that funky buzzing you feel whenever you're in contact with Phil is Not At All Magical in ANY way! Also father matching son?? Adorable! Phil is way softer for this kid than he thinks lmao!

Phil: "Now that his guard is distracted, I can sneak him more magical food and tighten this magical bond I'm building with him!"

Techno: Shoves the whole thing in his mouth like a feral dog and nearly chokes several times

Phil: 👁️👁️

Phil: "Maybe less pie in the future"

The joys of fatherhood! Phil's gonna absolutely have a heart attack when Techno inevitably chokes on food!

Skeppy: "Techno that could've been poisoned! You know better!!"

Phil: >:0 "First you think I'd let my new baby starve and now you think I'd poison him??? How dare you!!"

Phil literally 48 hours ago: Would've absolutely poisoned him with 0 remorse

I also love how like Techno being sheltered shines through in the way he interacts with Phil a lot too! Like when he said "see he said its dumb to poison me!" after eating Phil's secret magic pie lmao, like Techno I hate to tell you this but that's absolutely not how the world works lmao. Oh and Phil's slip by nearly calling the Queen Kristin?? Bro's probably not as sneaking as he things. He thinks he's yoinking the child but the child is also unknowingly yoinking him back too!

That along with the whole ferry ride in general? Scrumdiddlyumptious! Purely just Phil being like "yea I gotta sort out the adoption papers so I'll have to leave you alone for like 2 days tops" and Techno being super fucking bummed about it, bro got a taste of like having a dad and simply does NOT wanna let it go so soon! I'm sure that opinion will come back to bite him in the ass in a chapter or two though lmao

Also the ferry tailoring itself basically entirely for Phil? Decorating itself in bells as if to ring out and announce the arrival of something or someone very important?? On top of favouring Techno to the point of giving him special little sparkles that trail him??? How strange, I'm sure that's just a coincidence! That along with Techno now subconsciously crediting most help he receives to Phil? Consider the sonboy primed and ready for adoption at this point!

"He knew better than to eat faerie food." Techno I hate to tell you this but Phil's magical cookies and pie might've been a bit more dubious than you think. Along with the wings scene?? I KNOW Techno nearly gave Phil a heart attack with that one, that on top of Techno saying it'd be cool to have wings?? Bro is like quite literally giving Phil all the adoption papers necessary!

Techno: "Damn it kinda sucks I'm probably not gonna live to 14"

Phil: Literally in the middle of yoinking him

Phil: "Yeah for some reason I don't think that's gonna be your biggest problem soon m8, now help me pick out the colours of your new room!"

That and Phil giving him his earring?? Absolutely wonderful! Techs gonna be sat there in that mansion wondering why all the fae servants there are treating him like a KING meanwhile Phil's Totally Not Magical earring just hangs all innocent from his ear.

That on top of when they were getting off the ferry? The Fae trying to do a shit tonne of mental math to figure out why the Queens hubby is hanging around a human child while said child freaks out and snuggles into Phil for comfort?? Word is gonna spread about this so fucking fast it'll be a wonder if Kristin doesn't already know about it before Phil magics his way there!

Can you tell how much I liked the whole ferry segment yet? lmao!

That along with how protective Phil is while Techno is just completely oblivious, like yeah Tech I'm sure that crowd left willingly and not because Phil looked 2 seconds away from murdering them for making you so uncomfortable! Oh and Phil being sentimental with the cart was so cute; At least he got over the loss quick with the prospect of seeing Kristin, just him coming home and being like "Hey babe, I know I was gone for a bit but that's because I fucked up an adoption; Don't worry about that tho since I've gotten a newer, better child instead. BTW about that first adoption, that's what this whole shebang is about with all these humans coming over so maybe if you can twist the deal to get us our new baby that's be super sweet <3"

I also adore the thought of Phil just being so easy to distract the second Kristin is ever mentioned; Like just him scolding Techno post adoption after he's done something bad and Tech just being like "btw how did you and mum meet again?" while Phil's mid sentence and Phil just completely derailing to talk about how they met for the 1000th time and forgetting why he was mad.

Oof that was a long brainrot but I hope you've enjoyed, as always I'm sorry if I've overwhelmed you and I hope you have a nice day! Also don't feel so bad for writing what you brainrot about! These things happen, I don't understand why people would be like "ugh Lenn has given us yet ANOTHER fic that she's completing??" as if that's not like a net positive? Its like that meme where it's the "holy shit! two cakes!" with the artist vs the audience, purely just:

Lenn: "Aw man, I basically completed STH instead of this TBTF chap on accident, guess I'll post this STH update instead :/"

Readers: "Holy shit! Two fics that are super good and have scheduled updates on them?? We eating good tonight!!"

Asddfghjkl Never apologize for these long asks. I love love LOVE them.

He's a sleepy boy :) so sleepy. And Phil is loving it. Have you ever seen the pure bafflement on someone's face that wakes up and has no clue what's happening? Its adorable. And Phil is, of course, LOVING IT.

I'm glad you like the character interaction! I love writing characters teasing each other, its so fun. And this is my first time writing Skeppy and Bad, but the constant sniping at each other is INCREDIBLY fun lol.

I'm sure the porridge just tasted bad, right? There are no consequences to eating dubious food from a magic guy, right? It's fiiiiiiineee. Lol.

And, I mean, if said dubious food DID have effects, well, Phil is going to make sure that Techno doesn't get sick from hunger while he's apart from him, right? A little pie to tie him over. Make sure he keeps those cookies on him in case he gets a bit hungry. Not a perfect solution, but its better than nothing.

Yeah, Techno is protective of his hair. He likes it. It's something that's solely his. It looks nothing like his brother's hair when it is long and pink, so he doesn't get any comments about comparing him to his brother. I mean, he DOES, but not about his his appearance.

And yeah, Phil had two reasons for them not to cut it out. First was he put it there, and he doesn't want his little protection (and possibly tracking) charm gone. But the second is because Techno was visibly upset about the fact. Like, the kid is not dumb. He knows whats at stake. And he would rather risk it than cut his hair? Yeah, no cutting his hair. Shoo. Let him keep it.

I love the hair scene! And I'll be honest, that scene is almost completely inspired by Fairy-locks by Marsalias. Not a SBI fic, its a Danny Phantom fic but if you enjoy eldritch time deities adopting tiny unaware that he is an eldritch being teenage boy, I definitely recommend the whole Grandfather Clocks series they have written. And, of course, Mortified that goes with it.

Then again, the main premise of the fic is inspired by their Changeling fic, but I can't help that Rivers is an amazing author.

Anyway, yessss the hair scene!!! I love the hair scene!!! I very very important scene.

Bad and Skeppy definitely think Phil is sus. But it's also kind of their job to think he's sus. And they also DON'T like that Techno is getting so close so fast. Techno immediately latching onto palace staff? Fine and good. They already know the entire background of every person in the palace that can come in contact with Techno. They even know a large amount of people's backgrounds who even get NEAR the palace on the regular. They don't know Phil. This is Techno's first real trip outside the palace and they are trying their best not to make Techno be paranoid around people by seeing them act paranoid about people. They don't want him to be afraid of the world. But its their job to be paranoid and to keep him safe. And Phil is just so so sus.

Also, Techno's veracity in eating sweets is absolutely inspired by my time as a middle school substitute teacher. Teenage boys are so fucking weird /pos. They have so little impulse control. And they eat everything SO FUCKING FAST. So many times I have worried they were going to choke. There is a reason I never upheld teacher rules about not having food in classrooms. One because fuck making kids sit and be hungry. I'm not doing that shit. I'll just sweep if they get stale cookie crumbs on the floor. And two, because I have watched enough teenage boys inhale whole packages of chips while standing at the door. It can't be healthy. They need to chew. Please, if you are a teenage boy and you are reading this, know that I desperately am begging you to chew your food. Please.

Yeah, Phil stole all his hairties. He saw an opportunity, and he took it. Literally. Also, Techno had SO MANY HAIRTIES. The boy was prepared. (Honestly, overprepared). Phil was pulling out hair ties like those clown handkerchiefs. They just kept coming. More reason for why Techno is irritated he couldn’t find them. He packed like 50???? Where did they go???? Even the ones he planned to put in Carl's mane are gone??? This is ridiculous.

"👁👁Maybe less pie in the future" had me nearly sick from laughing so hard. Very accurate to his thought process.

Phil may have been totally down with letting Techno die 24 hours ago, but that was then and this is now. And how dare Skeppy insinuate that Phil would harm Techno. He's a changed man. A father now.

And yeah, Techno's been a bit sheltered. Or maybe a lot. He should really be more worried about things.

And yeah, Phil is used to being sneaky but he just wants the sonboy. He doesn't want to be sneaky, he wants the sonboy. He could probably just grab him at this point and book it, but he doesn't want to SCARE him. Also, he has machinations in the work so grabbing the sonboy would kind of ruin that. He's balancing revenge and sonboy.

Yes, I had a lot of fun with the Faerie Ferry. I had to do that for the pun. And also for the little bit of reference to Charon's ferry. Like, this is a Fae AU, but I'm gonna make as many references to the realm of the dead as I can because its Kristin. Like, Charon's ferry. And the fact that it changes shape to fit the person being a really weak allusion to Anubis weighing the heart before entrance. And the Faerie Realm being an island as a reference to Avalon, where King Arthur was taken when he was mortally wounded. And there are a few more as well in chapters that haven't been published. Because it's fun to reference death in regards to Kristin.

Phil's food is so delicious because he is a good cook! It can't POSSIBLY have a magical purpose at all, right? Techno knows not to eat magic food. To be fair, who expects some random guy to give you magic food? Poison would make far more sense.

Phil has never been on the ferry because he can fly. He had no clue if it would fuck with his disguise. Techno just straight out saying he had wings while Phil had been kinda sorta hiding to make sure nothing slipped gave the poor guy a heart attack. That would have ruined his plan.

Nope, the boat didn't reveal you, Philza. The boat just has a funny sense of humor.

Yeah, Techno is incredibly pessimistic about the odds of his family breaking the deal. Its not really spoilers, I guess, but the royal family is all very split on their chances. King Baethan, Mielle, and Felix think they have a very good chance of winning the argument. Queen Chesil and Techno are much more skeptical. Phil wants to comfort Techno on that, but its not like he can outright say "yeah, no worries mate. I'm gonna keep you. You are going to have SO MANY birthdays :)"

And yeah, that earring is pretty distinctive.

Fae are terrible gossips. That info didn't last 20 minutes before every fae on the island knew. And this is JUICY. Because Mielle got there first and the fae made SO MANY ASSUMPTIONS when she got there. Now, here comes the shit stirrer, chaos bringer, Philza himself with a DIFFERENT CLINGY KID? Oh, this is some juicy gossip. Wtf is that man doing this time???

Kristin knows some of the stuff that's going on. Like, she knew that Philza's adoption scheme had backfired pretty spectacularly. The humans had been petitioning for a meeting with her for like a decade. But gosh, she is not going to see this twist coming. At least it will be funny.

And it will NOT take Techno long to figure out how to push the Philza Talking about Wife button. He's smitten. Has been for centuries.

And awww thank you for the kind words!!! I'm glad people enjoy some of my other work and not just the one fic. That honestly takes a lot of pressure off me. I appreciate it a lot. And I loved this brain rot. I hope I addressed everything in it, because it was such a good ask. Thank you for every syllable. 💚💚💚💚

#🌯🗡anon #sweeter than honey #ask and ye shall receive #lenn writes

[feralssinbin]

Secret Santa Cheat Sheet

lol

OK so I realized the secret santa intro post I made turned into a nightmare of incomprehensible rambling. Stating now that I do honestly love like, all content with them so anything is good if none of these ideas feel right for you, my beloved santa of secrets <3

Broad Ideas~

-Soft DCA, solo, with each other, with the kids, with YN, just. Soft uwu

-Unhinged. I love the 'about to snap' looks, the 'ive just committed a warcrime' energy, and the 'someone is actively getting redacted' action stuff.

-Hurt/Comfort, either direction, doesn't need to be canon for an AU, I'm just weak for hurt/comfort.

-Surprise moments of trust. Stuff where one is just kinda surprised by the other, the hand is 'offered' for the first time, or the offered hand is 'accepted' for the first time, literal or metaphorical.

-Spicy Humor XD I cackle whenever I see it, and I am not shy to the spice at all, but dirty jokes with the DCA absolutely send me.

Specific Ideas~

-Story time with Sun/Moon, high energy or soft and quiet, maybe the kids are around and totally engaged, maybe it's just them and a YN they're trying to get to take a nap as well, maybe there's no book and they're making it up on the go with a broad motion to demonstrate the ~adventure~ (I love this idea and there's so much that can be done with it)

-DCA being a little shit at children's games vs YN. They aren't going easy on them. At all. Impossible angles in twister, definitely not cheating at cards, ruining friendships with connect four, YN absolutely devastated/aggravated/exasperated at the fact they haven't won a single game in ages.

-Hide and Seek/Tag. With Sun it could be fun and cute. With Moon it's a race for YNs life.

-Gremlin Moon. Contortionist Moon. Impossibly bendy flexible Moon. (ALTERNATELY SAME POSES BUT FOR SUN cause we don't get enough bendy Sun)

-Romantic flirty stuff with DCA/YN shenanigans, cause I'm a simp.

-Semi-canon reveal shot of Eclipse for the first time. A YN pov thing, where the two have 'done the thing' and now they're staring at a third version of the DCA, and it's looking back at them. Was it an emergency situation that brought this on? A warring of the two boys that split control? A third presence that forced it's way out? Did the glitch from Balloon World take over? Did they agree to bring him out as a surprise? I know I said specific but hhh there's just so many ways to go with Eclipse.

AU Specific Ideas~

-Sea Creatures/Mer - art one probably- YN in the water with the first meeting of Sun and/or Moon, just that 'hovering under the surface' vibe with them eyeing each other warily.

-SC/M - One of the boys trying to snag a bite of whatever YN brought for lunch. Whether they win or lose is up to you.

-SC/M - Eclipse with one of his pups, a teeny fluffy thing, him content floating on his back with the little one on his chest, or him sitting menacingly on dry land staring snarly at the viewer while the little thing plays on him/under and around his arms.

-Hands On Experience - Sun walking around with YN on day one, hands under their arms like a wet kitten, or with YN balanced on their hip like a child lmao. This happens more than once in my mind, and YN might be ok with it, or they might be gently annoyed by it but he still gets away with stuff like this too much lol.

-HOE - Back rub time after a long day with unruly children.

-HOE - Nap time on Sun while he's petting YNs hair. (this one would prob be more art? but I'm down for more sleepy time drabbles <3)

-HOE - YN cleaning crayon and marker scribbles off Sun after a rough arts and crafts session.

-Doordash AU -silly art one - DECK THEM OUT IN THE DOORDASH SHIRT/VISOR lmao. Basically just Red shirt with the doordash logo, black Visor with the doordash D on it XD

-Forgotten But Not Gone - Fully feral moon chase through the abandoned daycare. It's not big so it would be a quick run if they don't get caught. Nonverbal Moon, terrified YN. Close calls are fun uwu.

-FBNG - DCA won't let go of YN, like a hand on the wrist, tight or not, just. Clingy. Is YN trying to casually go home and they want them to stay? Is YN just vibing and letting them have the contact? Was YN trying to run away?

-Sometimes It's Worth The Risk- BAD FLIRTING FROM YN at Sun/Moon. Just. Bad pickup lines. Awful flirting tactics. The fluster and shock of being flirted back with and losing their cool entirely. The 'OH NO HE'S HOT' reaction mentality. They're just one dumb idiot that's got the butterflies for the robot lmao.

[beantothemax]

THE FERAL BOYS OF THE MISTY MOUNTAINS

Hidden deep in the woods and the mountains resided the sleepy little town of Cobbleston.

At first glance, one might assume Cobbleston to be another simple farming town, livestock and agriculture providing their income.

However, the tiny town had a secret. In the thick forests on the outskirts of town lived a pack of wild wolves who terrorized the chickens every full moon.

The four travelers who dared venture into the town found themselves alienated and warned of dangerous creatures lurking in the shadows, as though they knew anything about them.

After a few hours of being shunned, Tressa grew tired of it and suggested they see what the fear was truly about. Having no better ideas, Alfyn, Therion and Primrose all agreed.

And so the group crept into the trees that night, listening for any sounds.

Meanwhile, a group of boys crouched low to the ground, hair either tied back or falling around their faces in wild mops. A hulking wolf with black fur and a grey belly prowled among them, growling lowly. None of them betrayed any fear, however, as they examined the terrain. One boy stood above them- quite literally. A young child with long sandy hair strode past the sniveling boys, right over to the wolf, who watched him with a weary brown eye. The boy wore canvas shorts and shirt, a purple cape with an ornate silver clasp, and a necklace with an acorn wrapped in twine.

“Sir Berg, the sun grows low on the sky. Should we rest for the night?” The bot asked, and the wolf nodded, body slowly morphing into that of a man with broad shoulders, blue armor, and a great silver sword at his waist. “Aye, lad. Gather the others and send them off to the huts. I want to speak with you alone, if you don’t mind.”

The boy nodded, sprinting off to tell the others. After a little while, he came running back, bare feet caked with dirt, cape flying behind him. “Back! What did you want to talk about, Sir Berg?” The boy asked, and Sir Berg knelt in the earth to face him at eye level.

“You’re growing to be a young man, Philip. Do you want to join the village?” He asked, and Philip shook his head. “Nay, sir. I been thinkin’ about that, and I want to stay and help you with any new young'uns you take in. I ain’t the top leader for nothing, after all.”

Sir Olberic Eisenberg smiled warmly, and clapped Philip on the shoulder. “Well, I will certainly appreciate the help. Now run back to the huts and wash up for dinner.”

Philip grinned widely as Olberic morphed back into a wolf.

“Race ya!”

WEREWOLF OLBERIC WEREWOLF OLBERIC WOOOOO

aaaaaaaa i love this!!!!!! olberic and phillip being this. little gang who just live in the woods (im assuming pls correct me if i interpreted this wrong) is amazing. they're thriving out there

and phillip's design!!!!! he has a cape!!!! as he should honestly he's earned one

considering that olberic's got a pretty good thing going with him in the woods, im curious how he's gonna join up with the others... hmm...

#asks #bewilderedgrace #inbox fic

[sakurairin-games]

Thanks for tagging me @beels-little-foodie ♡♡

Rule: Name your favorite character from 10 different fandoms, then tag ten people

In no particular order:

1. Belphegor/satan - obey me!

2. Date Shigezane - Samurai Love Ballad Party

3. Mikage Hisoka - A3!

4. Uesugi Kenshin - Ikemen Sengoku

5. Kyle Ash - Ikemen Revolution

6. Theodorus Van Gogh - Ikemen Vampire

7. Aizawa Shouta - Boku No Hero Academia

8. Shinazugawa Sanemi & Genya - Kimetsu No Yaiba

9. Akaashi Keiji - Haikyuu!!

10. Hanako-kun(Yugi Amane) - Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

Honorable Mentions: literally everyone in OM, A3!, HQ!! and KNY. Kirigakure Hotaru, Sanada Nobuyuki Kakizaki Kageie and Fujibayashi Genya (SLBP).

Sarutobi Sasuke, Aketchi Mitsuhide and Date Masamune (ikesen). Sirius Oswald, Luka Clemence, and Oliver Knight (ikerev).

Isaac Newton and Dazai Osamu (ikevamp). Dabi and Present Mic (Yamada Hizashi) (bnha).

Minamoto Kou and Yashirou Nene (hanako-kun). Kurama(shuichi minamino) and Hiei (yyh).

Tagging: @belphie-chan @mammonthegreat @demongamerkitty @creations-of-a-certain-no-one @sassy-spocko @otome-fangirlnessie @tacogawa @lu-uesugi @oh-boy-me @fizziefizzco

#i probably left some people out in both faves and tagging #why do i do this at like 5am when i cant remember shit? #me: sees a feral and/or sleepy child #me: them. theyre the one #bonus points if theyre both #lookin at you babybel 👀 #tag meme #fave characters tag meme #tag you're it #not really otome?? #idk i need to go back to bed