#theme: domestic fluff

[jyoongim]

BLOOD & BLISS

Human!Alastor x wife!Reader

Themes: 1930 based! Human!Alastor x wife!Reader, domestic life! fluff, smut, devotion, slight manipulation, mention of children, pregnancy,  blood, murder, secrets 

Chapter four

Chapter Five

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Something smelled.

Every time you entered the kitchen, a putrid scent would assault your nose.

You didnt know where the smell was coming from, but you were determined to find it.

You had cleaned every inch of the kitchen, thinking it was some old food you had failed to dispose of.

But it still lingered.

You followed your nose, trying to locate the smell.

It led you to the cellar.

Did some animal get in and die from the heat? You mentally groaned at the thought at having to find some decomposed vermin and having to clean it up.

You held your reflex to gag as you descended the stairs. God it was rancid.

You didnt even bother to turn on the light as you traveled down to investigate. You looked around and from what you could see nothing was out of the ordinary.

But there was trash bags stuffed in a corner.

Alastor usually did well in making sure the trash didnt overflow, but you guess he had forgot.

Mustve been the deer you thought as you grabbed the bags and tried to move them.

But one bag was all too heavy for you to carry.

You huffed and grabbed at it again, thinking that carrying it at a different angle would help, but the contents of the bag shifted and must have not been sealed properly as something spilled out.

Cold, slimy liquid splashed your bare feet and you cringed.

This was definitely what was causing the smell.

Your stomach did flips as the smell assaulted your senses.

You figured you needed the light and made your way to find the switch.

Now seeing your surroundings clearly, you turned to see where you left the bag and froze.

Red. 

That’s what your eyes registered first. 

Thick red liquid was leaking out of the bag and when you approached further to the dumped contents your blood ran cold.

Was that a hand?

You felt bile rush into your throat.

There must be some mistake…what was a…a body doing in your cellar?

You shook your head and waddled back up the stairs.

Your heart was pounding in your chest. You were frazzled.

You poured yourself a glass of water. Maybe there was an explanation for this. There had to be right?

You took a deep breath. There was a body in your cellar. There was a dead person in your cellar. Could you even consider them a person? The state they were in…

Your eyes drifted to the pot on the stove. You approached the pot and opened it. The beef stew Alastor made. You sniffed it.

It smelled normal.

You picked up a piece of meat and examined it.

It didnt look like any meat you knew.

Your stomach curled as realization dawned on you.

Your husband had fed you human meat…

Your head was in the trash can before you knew it. Throwing up the water you had just sipped.

NO NO NO. NO NONO NO NO

You made your way to your pager, the line beeped and the deep brawl of your husband answered “Honey! Is everything ok? Im kind of busy”

You were panting, shock settling in you “I-I just wanted to know if you could come home straight from work today?”

The man chuckled “Of course dear. Why don’t you rest a bit you sound rattled” you bid him goodbye and sat on the couch.

Theres no way this was happening…

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Alastor quirked a brow when you didn’t come to greet him home.

The house was dimly lite except for the kitchen.

He smiled and found you sitting at the table, rubbing your swollen belly.

”You’re not indulging in a late night drink are you my dear?” He nodded towards the bottle of whiskey and glass in front of you.

You jumped slightly, having not heard him come home.

You quickly gathered yourself and have a shaky smile “of c-course not. I thought after a long week you would like to whine down”

He let out a low hum and made himself a glass.

Alastor noticed how you seemed…nervous.

You didn’t met his gaze and fidgeted in your seat.

”What’s troubling you cherie?” He asked downing the drink.

You wanted to blurt out and question him about the thing in your cellar, but you didnt know how he would react.

You had to wait for the right moment.

So you shook your head with a smile “Baby been giving me trouble that’s all. Didn’t realize how much I missed doing simple things without being out of breathe”

He laughed and leaned to place a kiss on your temple, a large hand over your very big bump. “You should take it easy. I told you you ain’t have to do anything. Just sit pretty and grow our child”

Your heart buzzed. 

There was no way your husband, your Alastor was a killer.

Maybe the hormones was making you delirious.

Maybe it really WAS just a deer carcass.

But you were certain you saw right…

”Did you clean today? You know chemicals aren’t good for you to be around. You shouldn’t be putting unnecessary stress on yourself darlin”

You pouted, wrinkling your nose “Something was rotten. You know how I feel about my kitchen Al.”

If you didnt know your husband, you wouldnt have noticed when he tensed up, but as quickly as it happened, it passed.

”Rotten?” He asked, face frowning.

You nodded “I threw out the strew, I think it went bad”

Alastor’s fingers drummed on your stomach and then he shrugged.

”guess Ill have to do better next time” he pulled you up and lead you unstairs to rest for the night.

”Guess Ill have to do better next time” what did that mean?

You had got dressed for bed and settled beside Alastor who pulled you to snuggle into his side.

You let out a yawn, eyes getting heavy “Al?”

He hummed in acknowledgment as he looked over some scripts.

“You would tell me if something was troubling you right?”

He glanced down to see you looking at him.

”Of course dear why?”

You shook your head, closing your eyes 

“Nothing just wondering”

Your soft snores filled the room and Alastor let out a sigh as he set down the papers.

He slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen.

He looked around. While he had made sure to thoroughly clean up his mess, your cleaning was another level.

He sniffed and nothing but chemicals greeted his senses.

Something was rotten

Could you have…

He made his way down into the cellar. Flicking the light on, his eyes scanned the room.

The black trash bags were still in place.

His eyes narrowed noticing the red liquid coming from th bag.

Oh that just wont do.

He hauled the bag over his shoulder and went into the backyard.

Alastor wouldnt let his clean reality be faltered by his sinful deeds.

After all…

you didn’t need to know your husband dirty little secret….

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Hi Jyoongim here !

I am at the point of the story where everything is now about to shit and dont know how long this story will be. Im thinking at least five more chapters (They will be long) but who knows. Blood and Bliss WILL have a second series, but until then…i would like to address something…. The next few chapters will have heavy themes. As a black writer i feel it is important that I show the history of my people and what African Americans had to deal with in the early centuries in the South United States. With that being said; be mindful and open-minded about the themes that will appear in the next few chapters Thank you

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[pigeonpeach]

More Arlecchino Husbandry!

Cw: implied violence or possible violence: FMAB reader! Reader is called mother! Slight yandere themes (not full on though)

summary: continuation of Arlecchino Husbandry with more of a domestic focus

To say the children were estatic to know you would be a permanent member of the house hearth and you are officially their mother is a understatement. They threw a party. Even those you haven’t raised and were already grown when you arrived can recognize your importance both to their siblings and to their father: needless to say you essentially have alot of bodyguards now. Each of those children are determined to keep you safe, both out of devotion and gratitude and because it was Arlecchino’s orders to do so. And so on.

As for Arlecchino she’s quite happy to have you. She keeps you in her office on your downtime, sat nicely on her lap as she goes through paperwork so your presence can keep her calm. Occasionally she’ll press a kiss to your neck. In moments like these you two often don’t speak, rather you may be knitting or reading s book or writting ideas down for fun activities for the kids.

Arlecchino despite her deep affections fory you however is a possessive lover at her core. You’re just so fragile in the grand scheme of things. The children are protectors but if another harbinger decided to pursue you there is little they could do besides awkwardly stand by you. She knows her colleagues too well. She knows they’ll see your big heart as a weakness of hers. She knows you’re her weakness now, and in the eyes of the other harbingers it’s something they could exploit if necessary. So she simply refuses to bring you around them. Besides very few are even good company. The only harbinger you might see is Childe when he is visiting fontaine. He’s friendly to you but respectful knowing the Knave likely wouldnt like it if he was flirty with her beloved. Even so all it took was seeing him in your general direction to make her tense. Shooting him a dirty look as she quickly pulled you to her side and cut the conversation short.

In that case Childe just got glared at and scolded because he is a harbinger, she can’t kill him for something so minor. But if it was someone else who doesn’t have that sort of protection then there’s no guarantee she won’t. I wouldn’t describe this as yandere but simply a part of her job. Again you are her weakness, she cannot risk people possibly taking you from her or using you to get to her. Because that is a legit fear for her to have. So everywhere you go a underling accompanies you. Often the twins. Lynette and Lyney because they’re quite sociable and its easy for you to forget they’re your bodyguards. The children actually are very eager to accompany you because such trips are often like a day out with their mom. Its not uncommon you’ll treat them to lunch and or go shopping with them. This actually works as well because it helps you blend in easily amongst the crowd too. Sometimes you’ll bring one of the actual children with you as a fun activity to reward them for hard work. Often times you take them to get some toys or something special.

These trips are great as well, your motherly demeanor towards Lyney and Lynette often does scare away suitors but if it doesn’t Lyney is quick to intervene. And if the suitor gets aggressive from their rejection then its nothing they can’t handle. If the guards aren’t available then they could always just… kill them you know. Granted you often discourage that with the excuse of wanting to avoid legal troubles. But its a possibility.

Arlecchino herself hardly takes you to balls, she is fiercely loyal to you still, even refusing to dance with others for respect for you. This is both because the kids don’t like when you leave, and again: she doesn’t want you to become a target or too infamous because of her. She wants to keep you safe and protected.

As for gifts you can trust she won’t let you down there. She is a incredibly observant person. She knows the exact flavors, styles, items, and colors you would like. She studies your tastes diligently. It also helps she has dozens and dozens of little informants who also know your tastes. If she notices you seem overworked she books you a luxurious spa session. If she notices you’re a bit insecure them she’ll make it a point to hold you and kiss each curve and crevice of your skin. She knows you don’t have extravagant tastes but you do like things of quality and meaning. And her gifts do have meaning. If you like knitting then she’ll purchase a set of the most soft and vibrant wool. If you like reading then she’ll keep an eye on exclusive or high demand books to get you. if you’re a artist then you can guarantee you’ll never be short on paints and ever work will be framed and displayed proudly.

Also in terms of gifts you are utterly spoiled not just by your husbandwifey but your kids. They bring you trinkets and souvenirs from across the world. Often based on things that remind them of you.

Arlecchino however is a busy woman. As a harbinger she deals with stressful situations and stressful meetings. And as her new bride you do have the expectation of tending to her. My advice is to simply let her lay her head on your shoulder or lap. Embrace her gently and don’t ask for details. More often then not she cannot tell you what exactly has happened but it’s usually frustration from dealing with the other harbingers. Usually the males. You’ve heard her grievances and slander of each male at this point. If you really want to help her relax then just smile softly and nod along. Your compliance and obedience is a well needed relief to her. Then tell her good news of the kids, how their skills have improved, etc.

When you’re upset on the other hand, maybe shaken up from a failed kidnapping/assassination attempt you can bet she’ll come to you quickly. She’s wiling to ditch a meeting if she thinks its that severe. Before she gets to you however, you can bet the kids will also comfort you. Often holding you and fiercely protecting you. When she gets there they leave to give you two privacy and to stand outside to make sure no one comes by. Upon which she will hold you tighter than you’re used to her. Her nails almost digging into your skin as she breathes heavily. She waits till you’re collected to ask for details and assures you the perpetrator will not be spared or shown a slight of mercy. All those involved will be hunted down and eliminated. Until then she will personally keep you by her side. With a voice surprisingly shakey, a sound only you will hear and ONLY you: she proclaims her utter devotion to you. She proclaims that she loves you in a soft voice. This softness and weakness is a rare sight, its only done to comfort you and when she’s quite alarmed herself.

#genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #mild yandere themes #arlecchino x you #arlechinno genshin #knave genshin #the knave #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino x y/n #arlecchino #arlecchino is so hot please step on me #domestic fluff #could possibly become outdated or ooc the more is revealed about her #but shhhhhhh #:3

[a-tiny-hypocrite]

The extras and fanfics make me crave for more of these two simply being domestic and just be happily in love T^T)///

#mo dao zu shi #wanxian #wei ying #wei wuxian #lan zhan #lan wangji #demstic wanxian #mo dao zu shi fanart #inspired by yet another fanfic #them doing domestic fluff warms my heart and I need more of them!!! #Me drawing them isn't gonna stop anytime soon that I'm starting to think I should just make my account mdzs themed XD

[miscellaneoussmp]

Lore is angsty, and I've been writing a lot of angst. Here's my idea of something a bit more domestic, a family dinner:

Four am was an odd time for dinner, but things are already odd on the island to start with.

It started with Roier and Cellbit getting back to their castle late, after going back and forth with theories, jokes, and flirts (mostly the latter two). It was already three thirty a.m. by the time they started on making something to eat. Even though the couple had eaten meals alone before, that idea felt extra lonely today. Cellbit typed out an open invite on his communicator.

>Me and Roier are making dinner if anyone wants to join us.

It only took six minutes before somebody arrived. It was Mouse, and she was holding a holding a plate with a cake on top of it. Cellbit was a bit confused, but she explained how she brought a dessert since typically people eat dessert after dinner. The cake got placed in the middle of the table, a lovely center peice. They quickly fell into soft conversation, which included Cellbit teaching Mouse how to say some more words in Portuguese.

Five minutes later, more people appeared. It was Fit, Pac and Tubbo. Tubbo was covered in what looked to be grease, which he was trying to get off his hands with a rag. Pac was covered in some kind of dirt or dust. He had probably just finished building or was at least taking a break. Fit was complaining about how accident prone the duo was and how they would have been here even sooner if it weren't for that fact. Conversation turned to Tubbo attempting to explain how the machine he was making worked.

Soon, Jaiden appeared, and Roier came out of the kitchen to greet her. She jokingly kissed the back of his hand, and the Roier loudly complained about this was the only kiss he had gotten all day. It was an outright lie, but Cellbit could help but take the opportunity to kiss Roier. Jaiden laughed, almost like this was planned and knowing those two it probably was. The new conversation was Jaiden trying to convince the entire group of her belief in Hatuse Miku.

Not too long after Antoine and Etoiles showed up. Cellbit honestly wasn't expecting more people, but they were definitely welcomed additions. Etoiles explained that they would have been here sooner, but he got busy with the monsters he had been fighting. Antoine didn't explain why he was also late, but nobody really asked. The conversation started up again. This time, as questions and jokes about Antoine's odd anatomy (Does he even need to eat? The answer seems to be yes). Eventually, the topic of conversation was Etoiles sword and how he even managed to get in the first place.

It was Jaiden who asked about the burning smell coming from the kitchen. This question was immediately followed by Roier running back into the kitchen, swearing very loudly. Mouse held her hand over mouth in shock. Jaiden looked at Cellbit with concern. Pac covered one of his ears, and Fit looked at him with a similar look to Jaiden's. Tubbo was the one to yell loudly at Roier, asking about the food, getting flipped off, and cussed out for his troubles. Tubbo just laughed. Antoine seemed unbothered, but Etoiles asked if Roier might need any help.

Turns out the food was burnt passed being edible, and it was put to a vote on what they should eat for dinner. It was now nearly four in the morning, and the sun was just below the horizon. Suggestions included, but weren't limited to: The cake Mouse brought, avocado toast, noodles, and sandwiches. Sandwiches won the vote. Somehow, all nine of them ended in the kitchen making their own sandwich.

It was four a.m. by the time all of them had sat down with their sandwiches and conversation continued between the nine. A joke of this being the worst dinner party ever turned into a joke about this being family dinner. This joke turned into a philosophical discussion over what makes something breakfast vs. dinner.

The cake was cut at around four thirty a.m., after everyone had finished eating. A dessert to end family dinner.

#qsmp #qsmp fanfiction (sorta) #qsmp drabble #qsmp cellbit #qsmp roier #qsmp mouse #qsmp ironmouse #qsmp fit #qsmp fitmc #qsmp pac #qsmp tubbo #qsmp jaiden #qsmp antoine #qsmp etoiles #i hope yall enjoy this little domestic fluff while we're in the angst trenches #this one kinda has a theme it's Come Along

[redstripstrawberry]

Routine | Vyn Richter x Reader

Summary: What goes on in a Saturday with your husband? Apparently, it’s only giggles, kisses, and cuddles. That sweet, domestic life is really the best.

You were the first to wake, of course. Your eyes open to a familiar scene: golden hues lighting up the room and everything is comfortably still. You shuffle around in the bed, and a tired groan fills the room. A hand around your waist tightens ever so slightly. You chuckle, feeling your back pressed further to Vyn’s chest as he loosely holds your waist. You feel him pulling you in closer, his head dipping into the back of your neck. It feels wonderful. 

You turn over to face him and he doesn’t move. You know Vyn feels you staring, but you know how he greets you in the morning: a hefty, cute sigh comes from his mouth, and you smile widely. His breath makes his messy bangs fall down his face. The most serene you've seen him. It's the best view in the morning, you think. 

You reach over and kiss him and he stirs. You roll out of the bed and you hear Vyn groan once more. 

“Sleep tight, love, I’ll make breakfast,” You say, knowing he doesn’t hear you. 

You freshen up and walk downstairs to the kitchen, and whip out some scrambled eggs. You hear the sink running upstairs as you serve the crumbly mess next to slices of toasted and buttered bread. 

“Smells wonderful, my dear,” Vyn expresses as he walks down and sits next to you. 

“So what do you want to do today?” You ask with a mouthful of eggs and toast. 

“Whatever that allows me to cuddle you, honestly. I was rudely interrupted moments ago, and my love, you have to pay damages.”

“Hmm, you’ll have to speak to my lawyer.”

“How cold.” 

“It’s a high price that you’re asking. That’s why, dear.”

“I believe your standards are too high.”

“And I believe your accusation is terribly unreasonable,” you laugh.

“And I think your eggs are too watery.” 

You gasp, dramatically put a hand over your heart. Your face exaggeratingly scrunches up in faked hurt and Vyn chuckles. 

“I love how you are.”

You rest your face out of bewilderment. How out of the blue-

“I love you, too,” is all you could say. 

Vyn takes the two plates. You’re stuck in your seat, still mulling over his words. It makes you feel warm, and a much delayed blush spreads over your cheeks. Even after all these years, you still get so flustered when he does things like this. 

As he sets down the plates, Vyn suggests that the two of you go to the new bakery that just opened near Stellis University. Deserts after breakfast are always welcomed whatever the occasion, he says, smiling softly as he sees your red glow. 

You quickly say yes, and the both of you went on you way. 

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The bakery was very stylish with its interior decoration. It seems like a new “hip” place for the students to get their breakfast. All goods were very social media worthy. 

You got a cute cupcake decorated with frosting in the shape of a sunflower. The bright, yellow sugary petals remind you of the golden roses Vyn helped you plant a while back. The garden back at home has grown to be similar to a large botanical garden, but one that only specializes in flowers. Vyn’s hobby of gardening has grown on you ever since you two first dated. Vyn looks at your smiling face and can’t help but smile as well. 

“I’m glad you like this place, love. I’ll buy some of their cupcakes for you when I come home from teaching, if you’d like,” Vyn offers as you keep staring at the floral cupcake. 

“No, it’s fine,” you respond, “The sunflower just reminded me of our garden, that’s all.”

You remain quiet for a while, thinking about it even more. 

“Speaking of our garden, how about we go to the plant nursery? There should be more variety than roses in the new flower bed you’ve been planning, Vyn,” you suggest, knowing what to do for the day. 

“As you wish, darling. I think our garden will be the next Blossoms Garden with your touch.”

You feel the heat rising to your face once again. 

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The two of you spent the day gardening, which was not an unusual activity the two of you would do together. Rather, you think the garden is now a personal project that the two of you worked together on. It is really amazing how much of an influence Vyn had on you to encourage you to be messy with the Earth as you are prone to be called a “Neat Freak.”

At long last, the both of you head inside when the golden glow of the sunset signifies the end of the day.

Vyn takes you by the hand and leads you upstairs to clean up. As soon as the both of you two are done changing into your pajamas, he takes you by the hand and leads you downstairs to the living room. For what, you don’t know, but as soon as he walks to the gramophone, you light up. He places your song on the record player, and the sweet waltz plays immediately. 

He offers his hand as he curtseys to you. 

“For old time’s sake, my love, will you dance with me?”

The now pink and blue colors mixed with orange light shine through the windows as you accept Vyn’s hand. It reminds you of the first dance at your wedding, seeing how the colors of the sky are exactly the same as the sky on your wedding day. Vyn twirls you around and you feel the piano notes swelling. You giggle, and his smile widens. It’s so wonderful. 

The two of you waltz together, still remembering the moves you practiced 7 years ago. You both are silent, but the gaze between the two of you is so loud that the music fades out into the background. Vyn looks at you with so much warmth as you do to him. 

Your days together are so lovingly peaceful; it’s like a wonderful dream. 

#writing-strip #I added more XD #domestic life makes me soft #the other dude who has me in a chokehold #his theme is the best i will take no other opinions #domestic fluff #vyn richter #vyn richter fluff #vyn richter x reader #vyn x reader #Tears of themis #tears of themis vyn

[rxttenfish]

current progress on The Fic: i have reached the stage of "reading it aloud" and had to briefly stop because family came home. other than that, i only really have one paragraph left to polish up, and i've finished the author's notes.

i have decided to link my reference image for miranda's redesign and i'd like to do a reference image sometime for aaravi's redesign that i can link to as well. doing bellanda, amanda, laudanda, and the king are also some that i'd love to do (bellanda especially, since she plays a major part in this fic...) but these are more long-term goals.

likewise, if i can, i might make a small piece of either cover art or art for the first chapter that i can put into the fic and use to promote it, and for funsies i debated making a playlist for it.

this also means i can begin writing the second chapter though, so that's great!

#all the care guide says is 'biomass' #miravi.txt #i like how my author's notes keep being #''hey. this is very canon divergent. please dont freak out if somethings wrong or not what it is in canon or not immediately clear'' #''quite a lot of this is going to be only alluded to at first but i promise it'll be explained in a bit'' #''the question is a part of the Plot and a part of whats going on as a theme'' #''its okay you dont have to know what miranda's talking about aaravi also doesnt know'' #also cue me realizing. oh yeah these people wont know i write horror. #yeah things are going to get Fucked Up in this okay #i do not write the domestic fluff i like my girlies with things significantly Wrong with them

[wolfstarshipping]

two imperfect souls might touch perfection by soloorganaas (13.423 words) Rating: Explicit Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin

everybody lives AU Summary: The war is over and Remus is busy running a school for abandoned wizarding youth with his friends. Or rather - they're busy. Remus is trying to figure out who he is after years of his youth were stolen… and how to finally find the words for what he feels for Sirius.

Comment: I loved this fic so much, the whole idea of them opening up a school/centre for wizarding youth is so good, and I love James Potter, the wizarding social worker, but most of all I just love how Remus and Sirius slowly find their way to each other, and how beautifully their relationship develops, just the perfect combination of domestic fluff and a bit of smut.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #two imperfect souls might touch perfection #soloorganaas #fic rec #AU #everybody lives AU #10k-20k #post first war #flatmates to lovers #friends to lovers #domestic fluff #Remus: figuring it out #Remus: werewolf #Remus: gay #Sirius: gay #mental health themes #Remus: teacher #Sirius: teacher

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

May I please request Finny with a fem composer s/o who legit would compose a whole theme for him (with violins representing the birds and everything) as a gesture of love for, say, Valentine’s Day or their anniversary? Ik the request is specific but Lord, it was the first thing I thought of.

UGHHHH our sunshine boy deserves the world!

these are all happy tears, but kiss them away anyway <3

It’s… it’s for him? It’s all for him? It’s a song… that’s all his… made up of what she thinks about when she thinks of him? Oh. Goodness. Forgive him as he maybe repeats the concept in different ways for a moment; the poor boy’s a little overwhelmed! It never even occurred to him that someone would write a song about him, even if it was purely music without any words. Logically he knows his S/O loves him, it’s just… isn’t this a bit much for someone like him…? He’s surprised that she put all this time and effort into it. Even being someone who isn’t that much of a creative type himself, he thoroughly appreciates the amount of work that went into it. Of course, all the complicated and tiny feelings and thoughts come later. When she finishes playing it for him, and he tells her it was such a beautiful song and asks what it’s called, her answer is simple: “Finnian.” His reaction is equally simple — he starts to cry. Before too long he’s a sobbing mess in her arms, pressing his face into her shoulder and smiling and laughing and telling her how much he loves her. She better watch out… well, she hasn’t seen his gift to her yet… he’s planted her favorite flowers in the shape of a heart in the garden! Eh, with Ciel’s permission! Let the kissing and glued-to-each-other-for-the-rest-of-the-night cuddles begin!

#onehellofashadynerd #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Finny #Finnian #reaction #romantic #fluff #domestic #AAAAAA BABY!!!!!!! #I love him so much now I wanna make a theme for him uwu #one hell of a queue

[hollygolightlyclub]

Catholic!Frank and Artist!Gerard Not!Fic by Sena [21k]

Mature | Frank/Gerard, Gabe/Mikey

I'm working on another story where teenage Frank is like, "Man, fuck the Catholic church for telling me I'm not supposed to like cock." And while writing it, I got this image in my head of a different Frank, a Frank who, like, really had faith in God and who was struggling to be the kind of person the church would approve of.

I tried writing it, but quickly realized that it was just way too big for me. Like, if I actually tried to do it justice it would take me years, and I don't really have that sort of work ethic. So it became a not!fic. Yay?

Another fic that didn't hit the first time around for unknown reasons, but was actually really good after reevaluating it years later. Like, this hit all of my bases. Soooo much yearning and really heartwarming how it wraps up, it's such a great universe.

#frank/gerard #gabe/mikey #drama #romance #alternate universe #domestic #inconvenient attraction #religious themes #not!fic #angst #fluff #celibacy #first time #cameos #popular #podfic available #series #oneshot #20-29k #M

[merlinfic]

All Aboard the Smooch Train (chu chu)

Author: seapotato

Rating: T

Setting: Canon AU

Word Count: 9,022

Summary: 

Unfortunately, the long walk down the dark hall gave his mind ample opportunity to review, in painfully embarrassing detail, the last few times they had been this close. Specifically: the three kisses that were haunting Merlin to the point of absolute distraction.

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Or, one kiss becomes two, which becomes three, then four, then maybe one more....

Reader’s Comments: The writing beautiful and THE CHARACTERS ARE SPOT ON, I absolutely love the evolution of their kisses (besides the way they’re are written is *chef’s kiss*), also I love that they know how much they mean to one another and there is no doubt about the why of their actions! If anyone has anything remotely similar please do send it my way because this has to be one of my top three fanfics of all time.

Thanks to @oh-dear-dani for sending in this rec!

#other: readers recs #merthur fic rec #merlin fic rec #rating: t #canonau #5k10k #setting: camelot #relationship: get together #theme: fluff #theme: domesticity #~ #mod danielle

[pigeonpeach]

Spoil em’ Rotten!

Prompt: genshin lovers with a overly affectionate and sweet lover!

(Implied fem reader)

Slightly suggestive

Characters: Diluc, Jean, Navia, Shenhe, Arlecchino

Jean

Nothing gets the composed and orderly Jean as blushy as you! You come into her office with a mischievous little smile as she spots the bright red lipstick you’re wearing.

“Dear! While I enjoy your kisses I can’t just go around walking with lipstick on my face.” She chides you softly, gently blocking your face as you giggle mischievously.

“Just one kiss? One little kiss?” You pout, giving her the most sappy look as you whine pathetically on purpose. She chuckles lightly.

“I don’t know what brand you’re using but last time I scrub my face for hours to get it off!”

“That’s the point! I’m just showing my love for you~~~” you smile, pretending to give up and back off.

“Maybe when I’m not at work. My dear I love your kisses but its unprofessional for me to walk around with lipstick marks on my face.”

“Is it unbecoming to have a loving spouse? Would Barbados not call it cruel to deny your wife a kiss?” You sit on her lap, playing with her hair to distract her.

She turned her face to you. “Barbados isn’t helping me run this country now is he? What I’m asking is that you don’t wear such lipstick next tim-“ you quickly locked lips with her, pulling away to reveal the lipstick imprint perfectly on her lips. She pulls out a mirror to see the shade of lipstick now on her as you giggle. “You vixen, what am I going to do with you.”

“Love me until the day I die.” You proudly display the ring matching hers. She smiled, not able to be mad at your for long.

“I suppose I’ll have to. Or maybe…” she quickly peppered kisses onto your cheeks, covering you in marks as you squirmed and laughed.

“Okay okay okay! I’ll go with lipgloss next time!” You said as she practically covering your face in kisses. She pulled away, she noticed the lipstick on her lips having faded as she pulled you in for one more kiss to get some more on her lips. “Hey! No more! I’ve learnt my lesson you win you win!” You laugh.

“Hm? But I thought Barbados finds it cruel to deny your wife a kiss?” She smiled victoriously.

“You… ugh you know me too well!” You laugh.

Diluc

Diluc had tried to go take a bath without waking you up. He had dirtied himself too much to simply just join you in bed. But oh you knew when he came home. Sneaking into the bathroom to wrap your arms around him.

“Bed.” You mumbled.

“I have to clean myself first.” He said simply. His hand resting on yours as he enjoyed your embrace.

“Can’t sleep well without you… cold.. scary.. hard…” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“You seemed more than asleep when I came home.”

“I was waiting for you.” Your voice muffled, as you gently bit his collar. He withdrew his hand as he dried to clean himself off quickly.

“You should go back to bed. I’ll join you shortly.” He said.

“No. Want to be with yoooou~” you rubbed your face against his back. “So warm… so soft…” you noticed a fresh scar on his back. You placed a gentle kiss upon it making him shudder.

“Oh my love, what would I do without you.” He started to get up. Making you pout as you sat on the ground looking up at him. He wrapped himself in his robe and squeezed his hair dry, his mind on autopilot as he continued on, drying his body, brushing his hair, tying it up. Upon realizing you hadn’t said anything he looked back to see you had dozed off. He smiled, picking you up and carrying you to bed.

Immediately you leant on his chest, smiling. “Warm… soft.. and cozy…” you mumbled. But as he laid you in bed he noticed you seemed unwilling to let go of him now. Sighing, he laid down with you in his arms, gradually falling asleep with you on his chest.

Shenhe

“Is this necessary?” She asked. You nodded.

“Yes. Please don’t eat these flowers! These ones are poisonous and are meant for decorative and symbolic purposes.” You explained handing her the most beautiful bouquet.

“A shame, I was getting hungry looking at them.” She said. You pulled out a second bouquet made of mints and sweet flowers, a more palatable option. She seemed happy upon seeing it.

“That’s not all! I’ve prepared, chocolates, a dinner reservation, and: this!” You handed her a most adorable teddy bear plushie. It held a plush flower, a light blue. “Oh right, and this!” Shenhe felt a bit overwhelmed as she noticed all the gifts you had prepared. She slightly wondered if she had forgotten something.

“Is… there some occasion I’ve forgotten? Our anniversary is in summer, your birthday isn’t today…” She contemplated it while you realized.

“Oh.. i never told you about valentines day. Today is Valentine’s Day.”

“Who is this Valentine?” She asked. You chuckled, feeling stupid. Of course she didn’t know about that, the Adepti must not celebrate such things.

“Well its day dedicated to romance and lovers. Lovers give gifts to each other. Often plushies or jewelry, or flowers.” You explained. “I should’ve told you about that I’m sorry.”

“No its fine… hmm.. I must find something for you then.” She paused to think once more.

“Its alright, I won’t be mad if you can’t come up with something. You can make it up to me next year.” You smiled. But your smile only furthered her determination. In your hands she placed the very hairpin she wore in her hair.

“This.. this hairpin is my favorite. Until I find a more suitable gift, it is yours.” She looked at you with determination and promise.

“Its really not that necessary.. this was from Cloud Retainer.. I couldn’t possibly..” she however pushed it gently back into your hands. You sighed knowing she wouldn’t back down. “Alright. You don’t need to stress out over this though.”

“Nonsense. As you said, today is a day of love, and I must prove myself worth of your affection.”

As you two went back and fourth Cloud Retainer had enough time to pick out one of her finest hairpins and wrap it up. Proceeding to sneakily place it by Shenhe. Shenhe noticed and picked it up.

“Oh. This one must suit you better.”

You opened the beautiful box to see the most ornate hair pin. It resembled a feath like Shenhe’s but it was oh so vibrant and beautiful. Reminding you of flowers and spring. It suited you well. You smiled hugging her. “I love it. Thank you.”

Navia

“You really went above and beyond this time! A home cooked meal, desserts, ooh you even made macroons! This truly is s most pleasant surprise!” Navia smiled looking upon the table.

“Indeed. Whatever you can’t finish you can give to your guards or friends, I know you don’t like left overs, but I wanted to show my love for you!” You smiled. See this truth was is that you two while very much in love, but you two are secretly competitive! You both strive to spoil each other rotten and pamper the other. Thus you wanted to ambush her!

“Well its unfortunate you made all this. I actually just brought home your favorite cake, and also this lovely bow I spotted at Chirori’s shop today! It just reminded me so much of your eyes! There was one that looked like mine too! So we have can matching bows resembling each other!” She smiled.

“Oh you didn’t have to do that! I also found your favorite necklace while I was cleaning your jewelry box! Rest assured everything is neatly stored and now dust free.” You smiled.

Navia’s guards eyed the feast, waiting so desperately for you two to wrap this up so she’d let them have some of the meal you prepared! Clearly their boss couldn’t finish it all! The glazed fish, the fresh bread rolls. But her eyes were on you.

“Really? Well then I must simply do the same for you. Since our jewelry gets mixed up and your old box was falling apart, I got you a new one! Its coming in the mail soon!”

“Well i-“

“Excuse me boss but I’m afraid the foods going to get cold if you keep arguing!” One blurted out. The other glared at him.

“Oh you are right. Well then I suppose I win this match.” She said, claiming her victory kiss. “Let us enjoy our gifts. We can finish our match in the bed.” She whispered the last part in your ear as you smiled.

“You’ll be ontop?”

“If you’ll let me~”

Arlecchino

“My love.. what is this?” She said as you brought in a tray of delightful food for her. All while in the most tempting of nightgowns.

“Your meeting ran late and I noticed you were never served Dinner, so I wanted to help. I put the kids to bed already.” You sat across from her setting the plate down. “I hope its still warm. I waited until he was gone.. your conversation didn’t seem to.. happy.”

“Yes.. Tartaglia is quite the burden these days. He’s so bored with his vacation that he’s decided to bother me to spar him.” She scoffs. “I appreciate your efforts dear. I’m sorry it ran past our designated dinner time.”

“Its fine. I’ve already eaten so just chow down.” You said.

She enjoyed the soup you had prepared. It was still warm thankfully, but her mind was more in you. That nightgown of yours just evoked the most sinful of imagery and thoughts.

“Are you feeling better now?” You asked as she finished it. She nodded.

“Yes, although I still feel a bit hungry.” She wiped her lips with the napkin as her eyes landed on you with a most lustful glint. You blushed realizing her intentions.

“O-oh! Well.. I’ll.. let you… have some more if that’s what you would like.” You moved to her lap, her lips curling in amusement. Your chest in her face.

“You’re such a dutiful mother, a loving bride. I must simply repay you my love~” she licked her lips.

#genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #genshin impact #domestic fluff #diluc x you #jean gunnhildr x reader #wlw #diluc x y/n #navia x you #navia x reader #shenhe x reader #shenhe x you #arlechinno genshin #arlecchino x y/n #arlecchino content #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino x you #suggestive themes

[imnotrevealingmyname]

Cockblocking 101

Loki X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive themes, nakey Loki, poop mention

A/N: This is totally not inspired by me waking up three days in a row to run to the bathroom while on my period. As always, I'll block you if you like but don't reblog/comment.

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If it seemed slightly off that Loki wasn't there to greet you with his mouth over yours and by carrying you to the bathroom for a shower, if the living room seemed all too quiet and dark, you didn't notice.

You were too busy cursing at your shoes that just wouldn't come off, and then kicking them haphazardly out of the way and struggling to get your pants off from around your ankles while wobbling towards the bedroom.

The door was open by just a crack, and a sliver of light fell out of it over the dark floor of the hallway. You nearly tripped over the protruding door stopper with a loud,"Fuck!" and were greeted with a loud snort.

"Well, someone's eager today."

You looked up to see a very amused, very naked Loki sprawled across the bed in a way that would have been very appealing to you at a time when your intestines were not trying to empty themselves of their contents.

You gave him a once-over that you hoped was seductive and not pained and awkward, and then tripped the rest of your way to the bathroom with hurried apologies.

"Don't go anywhere, I'm coming!"you yelled, somehow shrugging off your underwear just before disaster could strike.

You could hear Loki laughing over the sound of your bowels groaning in relief, and you scowled. "I can hear you!"

"And I can hear you, love,"he called back.

You joined in, laughing at the hilarity of the situation, now that the tension had passed.

"Did I kill the mood? Sorry."

"Not really, but you did make quite the racket trying to find your way to the bedroom."

"Yes, yes, very funny,"you grumbled. "Can you please turn on the exhaust?"

"Of course."

"Don't laugh at me!"

"Of course not, love. Why would I ever do that?"

#loki #imnotrevealingmyname #loki fanfic #loki (marvel) #fanfic #fanfiction #imnotrevealingmyname writes sometimes #loki fluff #little things series #poop mention #tw poop #easy domesticity #domesticity #cute #funny #suggestive themes #tooth rotting fluff #loki x reader fluff #so much fluff #fluff #fluffy fic #fluffy

[whitherwanderyouspirit]

#keenswimmers2022 #stricklake #domestic fluff #I imagine that this culminates with coordinated night fury/light fury costumes come Halloween #It starts off with Waltolomew Jr wanting to go as Hiccup #But Walter takes it way too seriously and they wind up doing a family costume theme #He doesn't understand his mistake until Toby insists that he needs to do the courtship dance from the 3rd movie to woo light fury!Barbara #prompt: knight/dragon

[thesoulesscollection]

29 or 30 for short scenes/drabble starters with the grumpy old men

(Bonus points if 30 has Quincy showing off)

Prompts from here

Usually Quincy isn't the one between the two to show off necessarily but when he does, he can be a right ol' tease about it. So do know it is slightly suggestive; 

When Hershell entered the bedroom, really bone tired, muscles twitching in agony, and sweat sticks to his stained clothes, he hadn't expected to find his partner to be home early, waiting in their bed for him.  

"You're home early?"

"I am. Thank fuck for that. Surprisingly, it was an easy going day" Quentin shrugs, able to quickly shift in their bed so he can sit on his knees, blanket snugly wrapped around him. 

"Uh huh? What are you planning, Quincy?" 

"Oh, not much. Thought I'll be nice and give you a show" 

"A show?" Before Hersh could attempt to change out his smelly attire into something more comfortable, he swiftly turned to face the other. 

"Appreciate the view, honey?" 

Allowing the wooly blanket once draped over his frame rolls off onto the mattress, Quentin gives a breathy chuckle. In any other case, he would've been immensely uncomfortable in his own skin, littered distinctively with red stretch marks, old scars and burns but right now decorated in tattoos was all different. At this moment, when positioning himself well, in front of Hershell, he's quite pleased at the boost in confidence that was had here. 

"You've always been the one to be handsy with me" He comments smugly, sensing the man's gaze hungirly eyeing him, "I wanted to try something new out between us? How about that?" 

"Well it doesn't help it either when you look so handsome" 

Large hands chipped in grime and metal from a day's hard work were about to touch warm flesh, Quentin lightly slapped them away.

"No touching Hershy pop. It can be seen as rude to touch without permission, you know that, right? Maybe a punishment is in order?" 

Eyes once glued on him alone remained yet had immediately hardened which was to be expected. Hershell, he knew too well is never the type to stay still for too long or be played with, "You no good ol' tease, shoulda known you so don't play dumb, you know what I want" He attempts to growl however it turns to a broken whine, familiar to a sad, needy puppy soughting out affection, "Please" 

"Spell it out for me, baby" 

"Really?" Rolling his head back as Quentin kept grinning deviously, Hershell knew what precise words to say next. 

"Okay. I need you. Badly. I want to touch you. Feel you up like the treasure you are" 

"Oh, so I'm a personal item to you then? I must be worth nothing, huh?" 

"A treasure worth millions in my eyes. Alone" 

"So possessive. What's got you so heated all of a sudden?" 

On the bed in an instant Hershell is on the edge, hands craving to touch flesh of any sort, "You start it, that's why. You start stuff and you somehow expect me to behave" 

"You love me for it. How I push you. Teaches you some restraintment" Led to a corner, his back pressed flat on the headboard without an easy escape the instigator tests the limits further. Quentin can't help but laugh once again, chest rumbling. "Although, if you want I may turn a blind eye to this one time?" 

"Can't help it yourself, huh?" Tentatively the man's fingers traced across his flesh. "Needy as I am" 

Hershell planted his face in Quentin's neck under the thick, curly beard, hazy eyes shut closed, and nibbling at the skin hidden. 

"What do I say? I don't think it's fair to kick a poor man down even further?" 

"You're a pain, know that"

"Now I repeat this to you. You love me" 

#Answered Ask #catisteard #Ask Game #Ask Away #Thsc Fic #Thsc Au #Grumpy Old Men #Quentin/Hershell #Henry Stickmin Collection #The Henry Stickmin Collection #Quentin Alabaster #Hershell Panzer #Domestic Fluff #Teasing #Suggestive Tw #Suggestive Themes

[winterlovesong1]

Collection: I wanna dance with somebody (with somebody who loves me)

Summary:  A collection of Nace drabbles based around dance prompts.

Chapter Two:  like a bright new dream that I was steppin' in

Summary:  Domestic Nace - their daughter Kate finds a photo album and nostalgia ensues. Based on the Prompt: “this is you practicing for our wedding day?”

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“Mommy, what is this?”

She’s been asking that of every picture in the hickory leather bound photo album she discovered, the one someone had left out on the coffee table after a night of reminiscing.

(well, maybe he wasn’t all to blame - she certainly didn’t help with distracting him)

Read the rest on A03

#chapter two is here #this one is domestic nace themed and who doesn't love that? #domestic nace #nace fluff #winter takes dance prompts #Allison and I working together to establish the Nace Will Dance agenda #writing: winter's #nace fanfic #nacefanfiction

[redacted-nights]

I forgot to post here as well but I wrote a Fluff with Albedo and Scaramouche for Scara’s birthday!! Enjoy🥹

CW: domestic fluff, suggestive themes, forehead kisses, love, scaramouche laughing

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Happy Birthday Scara!!🤭

“Happy Birthday love, I made you some breakfast,”

Scara began to groan as his partner whispered, walking into their bedroom holding a tray full of delicious treats and pastries. Scara wasn’t much of a morning person but since it was his birthday Albedo wanted to give him part of his present early.

Albedo sat down on the edge of the bed as he thought about the day he had planned for the two of them. They’d start with breakfast in bed, then make their way into town to visit with their friends and eventually make it back home where Albedo planned on-

Hands began to make their way down Albedo’s chest snapping him back to reality. Scara had sluggishly found his boyfriend and was trying to climb his way to him. Barely hanging off of his back, Scara moaned again.

“Mmmnh, get back in bed, loser . I want to cuddle with you….”

Scara tried to pull himself up to plant kisses on Albedo’s cheek but was met with air as Albedo stood to place the tray of breakfast he was holding down.

When he was done he crawled into bed to be with his boyfriend. Albedo nestled under the covers and let Scara find his arms to snuggle into. He was so cute when he woke up in the morning and surprisingly warm as well.

Albedo had begun to gently stroke his hands through Scara’s hair as he spoke to him.

“We can’t stay in bed forever love, we have to get out at some point you know?”

Albedo laughed to himself. The two had been cuddling for about 5 minutes and while Albedo would do anything to be able to have Scara all to himself, he was excited to get started on his birthday plans.

Scaramouche turned his back to Albedo as he grabbed a pillow and planned on drifting back to sleep.

“Shut up, it’s my birthday so I should be able to do what I want right?” Scara snapped back, still somewhat drowsy.

Albedo sighed as he sat up to look at his adorable boyfriend. He thought of another way to motivate him to get up, so being the caring boyfriend he was he snatched the pillow from under Scara and smacked him with it.

“You’re so difficult sometimes, but if you insist, I suppose we can spend your birthday in bed.”

Scara rubbed his head after being smacked and sat up as Albedo rejoined him. Instantly Albedo had his hands over Scara, practically jumping on top of him to plant kisses all over his face, His forehead, cheeks, nose, lips, even his eyes were kissed.

Scara began to giggle and laugh from how ridiculous Albedo was. It seemed no matter how difficult he was Albedo would always shower him with love. That’s just how he was. Full of love, not only for him but for their friends and colleagues as well.

When Albedo was done with his attack of kisses he moved to more sensual motives, beginning to slowly move his hands across Scara’s waist, causing the boy to blush from the sudden change in emotion.

Scara was taken aback with Albedo’s softness in his touches. He began to treat Scara as if he was a porcelain doll, careful to hold on to him without letting him shatter.

Scara placed his hands on Albedo’s cheeks snd pulled him into a brief strong kiss, pulling away he said.

“You know sex is a pretty lame gift, but if it’s from you I’ll take it…”

Albedo smirked and responded.

“Well I was gonna tease you all day because of how annoying you were being but I guess since it is your birthday we can…have a little taste…”

Scaramouche found his cheeks red and hot yet again from Albedo’s bluntness. What did he mean he was already planning on teasing me he thought to himself. Nonetheless the two became wrapped in each other. So much so that the blankets themselves ended up tangled from their movements.

When the pair could barely move they broke out into laughter, relishing in how their love for each other got them into a tangled mess.

“Maybe this is a sign Scara, let’s wait for later okay? We have to meet up with the others soon and you know how they hate it when we’re late…”

Albedo chuckled as he tried to help Scara unfold himself out of the sheets. His now grouchy boyfriend responded to him, slightly upset that he got riled up this early in the morning for nothing.

“I feel like that was all on purpose Bedo…”

Albedo, now standing and untangled from bed, stood as he helped Scara stand with him, Reaching down he ruffled his hair and pulled his waist into him and planted one final kiss on the top of his head.

“Absolutely it was my love.”

Albedo ran off before Scara could get a rebuttal in, and begrudgingly he headed to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

Happy Birthday to me…. He sang to himself.

#genshin impact #fluff #albedo #scaramouche #birthday #scaramouchebirthday #domestic fluff #sleepyhead #laughing #love #suggestive themes