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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months
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you’re watching the maury show on your computer when katsuki marches into your room without a word and flops down next to you on your bed.
“ hello to you, too.” you snort. his words are muffled by your sheets but you’re about 90% sure he told you to shut up, you ignore it.
he lays face down on your bed for a while not saying anything and you know he’s had a long day and wants to be close to you without actually talking. you don’t mind, you’ll give him his space until he reaches out himself.
and he does after a little bit, turning his head around to face you as he looks from you to your computer screen, eyes focusing on the woman screaming that the man she cheated on her husband with was 100% not the father of her baby, mixed with the cheers of the audience.
he looks at you and raises a brow “ what’s happenin ?”
“ lady cheated on her husband with his brother.” you respond.
“ his brother ?” he repeats. his eyebrows furrow and you know he’s hooked. if there’s one thing katsuki loves but will never admit he does, it’s trash tv.
you nod, grinning somewhat evilly “his brother. now they’re trying to find out which one’s the father.”
he hums, scooting himself closer to you so he can see the screen too. he flips himself around so his neck isn’t craned at that awkward angle anymore and settles himself down right next to you. hook, line and sinker.
he wraps his arm around your shoulder and shoves his head in your neck, breathing you in. you both don’t say anything. “do you want me to play it from the beginning for you ?” he shakes his head in your neck. you reach your hand up to scratch at his scalp and you smile when he sighs. he holds you a little tighter, pressing feather light kisses into your neck.
katsuki’s never been good at expressing himself with any other emotion that isn’t anger. it makes him feel stupid and weak and soft. he’s had a long fucking day and he doesn’t wanna talk about it, simply wanting to indulge in you but he can’t tell you that, can’t find the words to, so he tries to find other ways to tell you and he hopes you understand and you do.
katsuki’s thankful for you because sometimes he wants to talk, wants to open up about what’s bothering him but sometimes he doesn’t. he doesn’t and you don’t pry when you know he doesn’t and he’s so thankful for you. he presses kisses on your skin and soft bites at your flesh to convey just how thankful he is, how grateful he is for having you. he hopes every warm press of his lips against your skin can convey how much he loves you loving him. and it does, because you turn your head and kiss the side of his head so sweetly and he knows you’re it for him.
he’ll tell you all of this one day, he promises. he’ll tell you all the thoughts swimming around in his head one day, but he hopes this’ll do for now. and unknowingly to him, it absolutely does.
he pulls his head out of your neck and kisses you hard on the cheek one, two, three times and you giggle. you feel him smile into your cheek when he kisses you a fourth time.
“fuck’re they screamin’ about ?” he says and you turn to look back at the screen. the woman is yelling at her husband’s brother vehemently denying the possibility of him being her baby’s father. you feel a little bad for laughing. “ she says he’s not the dad” you answer.
he clicks his tongue “ why the fuck is she on the show then.” he says, turning his attention back to your computer but his grip on you stays secure. you press yourself a little closer to him.
you’re still smiling lightly when you look back at your screen, simply shrugging. “ she said something about her having more sex with her husband than with him.” you answer and he snorts.
“ ten bucks neither one of them’s the father.”
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meowpupp · 3 months
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More of a fluffy/sfw ask—,, puppygirl!reader just wanting to cuddle with everyone. Or being clingy in general. She sees Price sitting idly with his arms spread out on the couch, immediately she jumps on his lap to get a big hug, or it’s night time with pup!Gaz resting on some thick blankets, but on the other hand,,, she wants to make him her pillow! Whether the big mutt likes it or not >:(
To which ends up with Price finding the sweet thing with a content smile, sprawled on top of the other pup who doesn’t mind one bit 🥰🥰🥰
puppygirl!reader who is the most precious, affectionate thing price has ever met. it's almost like you were bred to be adored. big, soft, floppy brown ears, a fluffy tail, thick thighs, and a soft tummy? how could he not spoil you.
ever since he brought you home, you've always craved his touch. he finds it adorable. any moment possible, you're right by his side.
in the morning, when he's making you breakfast, you lean against him. tail rhythmically hitting the back of his leg as you wag it, sleepily nuzzling into his chest. its sweet, melts the vets heart as he soaks up the warmth you always seem to radiate.
it's like you're starved, an addict. any opportunity possible you'll take. price peacefully relaxing on the couch? you're on his lap, nuzzling into his neck, ears twitching and tail wagging as you seek his praise. he almost laughs, amused by how just soft pets and a few small words of praise make you melt.
even when he's away, doing errands or whatever else, you still seek him. he comes home to find you bundled up in his bed. seeking out his scent, his warmth. it's moments like that where he scoops you up, presses a kiss to your forehead, and lays you ontop him.
and if he thought you were clingy with him? well, it's a whole nother world when kyle comes. you're just so excited. price knows you were sheltered practically your whole life. youre already clingy enough with johnny when he visits. but kyle? who lives with you? you can barely contain yourself.
he can see the way you crave kyle affection, following him around the house, seeking him out every half hour. it's funny, one of those moments when he can see how similar to a puppy you really are, trailing after him as if youre lost.
if you're not by prices side, you're cuddled into kyle's. his arm around you, your head on the mutts chest while he watches TV, absentmindedly stroking your soft ears. or even forcing kyle into prices big bed, using his tummy as a pillow. surrounded by the soft warmth of kyle and the comforting scent of your owner.
kyle is always more than happy to indulge. he's not quite as clingy as you, but he thoroughly enjoys the warmth. it's hard being your guard dog, chasing off the other mean mutts that prey on your little self. or snapping at johnny when he holds you a little too rough.
he likes the feeling of being rewarded, the little soft kisses you place all around his face, the way you chrip and giggle happily. it reminds him that you're just a puppy, a cute little thing that needs him. that adores him. and that he adores tenfold.
but your favourite by far is when you get both of them. leaning back against prices chest as he sits, kyle snuggled between your legs on your soft tummy. the whole thing is calm, peaceful. it fills you with warmth, your tail wagging a mile-a-minute, only speeding up when price kisses the back of your head.
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mrsbachiraaa · 2 months
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๋ ࣭ ⭑ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭��𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞
tags // fluff , headcannons , ooc characters !!
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ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ was jumping for joy once he reached the text for him to come over. he quickly got changed before attempting to dress his self up for you. once he reached your house, he practically ran to your bedroom taking in your scent that he ever so loved so much.
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BACHIRA, ness + your favs ofc
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ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ his nerves were wracking against his brain as he came up with a thousand different ways he could somehow ruin the visit. as he soon he entered your space, noting how cozy your apartment looked and resembled you in its aesthetics. it felt cozy, felt like home. he could get used to coming here.
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isagi, chigiri , reo , hiori, reo, tokimitsu + your favs ofc
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ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ would act like he couldn't care he was totally excited but still came over as quickly as possible and cuddled with you in your ridiculously warmer bed then his and in a room that only reminds him of you. now he suddenly wants to move in with you.
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RIN, sae, kaiser, nagi , barou + your favs ofc
a/n: thank you for all of the notes !
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penny00dreadful · 8 months
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Eddie would sing Fat Bottomed Girls to Steve every chance he got.
On stage in front of thousands with grabby hands.
In the kitchen when Steve was "just trying to cook, Eds, for Christ's sake" giving his ass a few taps in time to his singing just to see it jiggle.
In the car where Steve had literally no escape and had to put up with it with a little frowny frown because he was trying so hard not to smile.
And when Robin had suspiciously been trying to keep his attention away from the stage at their wedding, Steve knew something was coming.
Steve had been expecting something to happen because Eddie was nothing if not a performer and to have an event centred around the two of them with their closest here to celebrate, he'd be more surprised if nothing happened.
But when whatever had been playing in the background faded out and he heard Eddie's voice boom out through the speakers-
Are you gonna take me home tonight?
Steve's eyes and Robin's grin grew wide at the same time.
Oh, down beside that red firelight
He hid his face in his hands, there were already whoops and wolf whistles from their gathered guests in his direction.
Are you gonna let it all hang out?
"Oh, don't pretend to be going bashful." Robin shouted at him, to be heard over Eddie's singing. "I've had to listen to too many horny thoughts from you about this song, you're so fucking in love right now, aren't you?"
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin' world go 'round
Steve lifted his face, unable to hide his huge smile any longer. Robin gave him a shove in the direction of the dance floor where the crowd parted for him with nudges and slaps on the shoulder.
Hey, I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery, huh
Eddie was in his fucking element, bouncing around the small stage like it was Madison Square Garden.
He finally caught sight of Steve, who was red faced but couldn't stop grinning as he watched his now husband wave one hand down like he was mapping out curves.
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Hey, big woman
You made a bad boy out of me
He fought the urge to hide his face again, especially when he remembered just who was here.
Hopper, Joyce, Mrs. Henderson, Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair, fucking Wayne was here watching him getting sexually serenaded.
Eddie continued to sing while the Corroded Coffin boys played through with matching exasperated but delighted grins, obviously having a great time simultaneously playing and embarrassing the shit out of Steve.
He was drawn to Eddie like a magnet. He didn't even remember stepping closer but next thing he knew he was in front of the stage, a one man recipient to a show just for him.
Eddie reached out and for one terrifying moment, Steve thought he was going to touch his hair.
He did not spend hours on it this morning only for it to be messed up before one of them got to be bent over their honeymoon suite bed later that night.
Eddie seemed to have realised that too, at the last second redirecting his hand to stroke over Steve's cheek.
Oh, but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Hey, big woman, you gonna make a big man of me
The stage was low and it wasn't huge so Steve was only really at chest height, but he could tell in that moment and with those lyrics, all Eddie wanted to do was thrust his pelvis in Steve's face but thankfully he kept himself on a leash even though everyone behind Steve was still whooping and hollaring.
When the song finally closed out, Eddie threw the mic behind him, not much caring where it landed. Luckily for everyone's eardrums Grant managed to snatch it up with a scowl before it clattered to the ground.
Eddie wasn't paying attention though. He'd planted one hand on either of Steve's shoulders and jumped down from the stage, trusting that he'd be caught.
Which he was.
Eddie wrapped his legs around Steve's waist and Steve had to try very hard to not let his hands wander, so instead he locked his wrists under Eddie's thighs, maybe, just maybe getting away with a little pinch to the ass that only the Corroded Coffin boys could see.
They were extremely unbothered. They'd seen it all before. They'd seen much worse before.
"You're a menace." Steve grumbled, still unable to keep his smile away.
Eddie hummed in agreement, looking down on him from his higher position. "Your menace."
"My menace."
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drivelikeiido · 1 year
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(not so) important decisions
you and matty can't seem to take this (not so) important decision seriously
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matty healy x reader
word count: 1.1k
warnings: none! just fluff and silliness
notes: this is so silly but i love cute domestic fics so i wrote one! and i just adore fluff too so here we are ! also the name mentioned in this is so silly but i was listening to matty's interview with brian eno and the thought came to me lmao
The golden light of the early morning peaks through the curtains, painting your shared bedroom into a refreshing wash of colour. The only sounds disturbing the early hours of the day being the rustling of bedcovers and you and your boyfriends’ muffled conversation. 
“Matty this is serious, we have to think about this!” you giggle out, your head resting on his chest, voice breathless with the shadows of previous laughter. 
“Love, I’m serious, I really think that it’s a great name you just don’t get it. We need our first child to have the perfect name” 
You snap your head up to his, his cheeky grin and tired eyes staring back at you. 
“We’re getting a dog Matthew, not a child.” you jokingly scold. “And that’s practically like a child!” he argues, his voice light and full of jest.
You go quiet after this, allowing to let him live in his daydreams a little longer and choose to snuggle closer into his naked chest, his arm subconsciously wrapping further around you and rubbing gentle circles into your side absentmindedly while you trace his tattoos with your finger, whispering sweet nothings into the morning air.
The previous conversation drifts off into the unknown, allowing you to return to your resting state, yet as you go to shut your eyes once more and give in to the bliss of the morning Matty decides to break that peaceful silence, “I still think Eno is a great name, he’s literally a music legend.” 
“No” 
“And why not?” he laughs, 
“I love you but it sounds like emo and I refuse to call our dog that babe”
“Even better! It’s fitting!” he laughs, gesturing to himself with his free hand, the other still firmly wrapped around your side. 
“What if I don’t want a dog? What if we get a cat instead?”
His reply is immediate, “No, no cats. I’ll do snakes and dogs but no cats”.
You gasp and hold your hand to your chest in mock surprise in a show of dramatic betrayal.
“You know they say men who don’t like cats are a red flag. Is there something you want to tell me Mr Healy?” You question, poking a finger into his chest in a faux accusatory manner, “Choose your words carefully or next thing you know I’ll have ‘Matty the ‘Cat Hater’ Healy’ cancelled and trending on twitter if you’re not careful” You jest, looking up at him from the place you’re rested on his chest, admiring the little smile he’s trying, unsuccessfully, to restrain, not wanting to give you any satisfaction for your silliness. You watch the way his curls fall onto his forehead and internally note how the few grey hairs currently gracing his head are so frequently only visible to you and that thought alone makes your chest grow warm at the domesticity of it all. With this your head revels in the realisation of your relationship reaching a new point with the plans to get a dog together, the love and trust you have for each other feeling almost tangible in the gentle morning glow of the bedroom.
He drops his head back onto the pillow at your antics and lets out an exasperated sigh, “I hate you”
“And I love you too my wonderful handsome boyfriend” you tease, beginning to press sweet, over-affectionate kisses all over every inch of the exposed skin of his chest and face, giggling and grabbing at his hands as you do so, moving to straddle his legs to give you better access to continue your playful ministrations.
His hands drop to your sides and squeeze, his sudden quietness and the mischievous look in his eyes make you pause, “What are you planning?”
“Nothing. You know you look so beautiful in the mornings my love? Like a true angel blessing my tired and weary eyes”
“Stop trying to distract me, what are you doing?” you press, his hands still squeezing and prodding at your sides, the smile on his lips ever-growing.
“I’m not doing anything. Do you truly think so low of me darlin?” his head tilting with his question and his curls moving with it, you resist the urge to run your hand through his hair, resisting even more so the urge to tug on it, thinking of the beautiful reaction he gives you when you do so. The smirk on his face does nothing to convince you of his supposed innocence, this theory being proven as his hands quickly move to tickle your sides, his long slender fingers knowing every way to gain a reaction from your body in their extensive practice over your relationship. He becomes relentless in his actions, causing your laughter to increase into a loud and embarrassing display as you desperately try to wriggle down the bed away from him and his currently torturous hands, however his grip on you is tight as he moves to tower over you, your back flush to the bed and his arms either side of your head, ultimately pinning you below him. The position alone makes you blush, his curls dropping to tickle your forehead, his voice entertained and breathless when he threatens, “Say we can get a dog and I’ll stop”. You continue to giggle and refuse but his tickling only gets more intense and your shared laughter gets louder, undoubtedly waking up some of your neighbours and alerting some of the early passersby below. You gradually can’t take much more and give in, “Fine! Fine! We can get a dog”, your voice airy and full of joy.
His hands finally relent as he raises his arms in the air in a celebratory show of his victory. He carefully moves to press a gentle kiss to your tired lips, his voice smug and full of pride when he says “Thanks darling, I knew you’d agree” 
“So manipulative” you breathe out, gaining another laugh from Matty as he drops a quick kiss to your lips in response. 
Once you two are laid back comfortably in bed, you both silently agreeing that the day is still too early to consider starting anytime soon, he allows you to rest against his exposed chest once again, holding you tight against him and threading his fingers through your hair, the massaging motion from his fingers and the safety his arms provide helping you to drift off to sleep once more. Thankfully he has no more intentions of disturbing your peace this time as your breathing begins to slow and fan across his skin. His chest growing tight with the overwhelming feelings of affection as he gazes down at your sleeping face, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of your head,  
“I got so lucky with you” he whispers, more so in thanks to the universe than to you.
He too soon joins you in your sleep, leaving the early morning hour once again to be filled with the quiet sounds of undisturbed domesticity, the unspoken words of love hanging in the air and waiting until the lovers wake up once again for them to be spoken.
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bloodygyaruuu · 7 months
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"School Games with The Soldier"
I've always been a comic-maker growing up, but I've never made one I liked so much I posted it to the internet, so here you go! This actually took 6 hours of my life so please enjoy it even more than I did drawing the damn thing <3
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chaotic-orphan · 1 year
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Dec. 27, prompt: family dinner
Ehehehehhehehe I love this one hero x villain yes please!! Also two posts in one day? It’s more likely than you think
@the-modern-typewriter @the-modern-typewriter-aesthetic
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Hero felt like they were walking on the clouds when the villain asked them to family dinner over the holidays. Of course they said yes, they loved villain. Of course they wanted to spend the holidays with them and meeting their family was just a bonus.
That was until they were all sat down at family dinner.
The evening had been going so well.
Hero was cracking jokes with villain’s brother and mother, had engaging conversation with villain’s father about the current political climate of the city and had even dazzled villain’s sister, who owned a vineyard, with their wine knowledge.
Then villain’s father started talking about heroes, and the sorry state they had left the city in, and villain put their hand on hero’s and gently squeezed it in reassurance.
Hero of course, knew that villain’s father was in fact supervillain because villain and hero were open with each other from the beginning. No secrets, they had promised.
So when supervillain got to talking shit about specifically hero, hero was ready for it.
Villain however was not.
They had stood suddenly from the table, rocking the cutlery and nearly tipping the gravy boat, proclaiming: “you can’t shit talk Hero and be impressed with my date at the same time.”
That leads to now, where everyone was looking between Hero and Villain who was still standing, electricity sparking in their fingers.
Supervillain looked at hero and hero looked at villain, wanting nothing more than to kiss them for defending them and also slap them into next week because they had just revealed that they are in fact, Hero.
“What do you mean, Villain?” Supervillain asked then looked at Hero, “I’m sorry you’re not related to hero are you? Villain never told us.”
“No, no, no,” hero blushed, waving it away. “It’s nothing like that-“
“Actually it’s very like that,” villain said, practically seething. “Do you like my partner, dad?”
Supervillain blinked at villain. “Well, yes. I think they are quite charming and lovely, villain.”
“Thank you,” said Hero, almost gushing. “You’re too kind.”
“Not at all, you fit in so well with the family,” villain’s mom said with a kind smile and hero could feel their face going red. They reached up to cover their cheeks.
“Well, my partner is in fact, Hero. So if you hate hero, you also hate my partner. When you just said you liked my partner, dad. I will not sit at a table where you disrespect them.”
Hero blanched. Supervillain’s eyes narrowed infinitesimally at hero as he wiped his mouth with a napkin, slowly rose from the table and walked towards the kitchen.
“Villain, would you talk with me for a minute?” Supervillain asked, voice sweet as pie.
“If you insist.”
The table watched villain follow supervillain into the kitchen and supervillain close the door quite calmly.
Hero looked at the shocked faces of Villain’s mother, brother and sister and took a sip of wine, smiling at the sister.
“So is it hard to keep the grapes fresh all year round?” They said, trying to break the tension with a question. They didn’t however get an answer, as the sound of a quite loud argument from the kitchen was growing.
“YOU COULDN’T HAVE TOLD ME YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER WAS HERO BEFORE THEY CAME TO DINNER?! I JUST INSULTED ONE OF THE ONLY PEOPLE I LIKED THAT YOU EVER BROUGHT HOME! DID YOUR MOTHER AND I NOT RAISE YOU BETTER THAN THIS?! THEY MUST FEEL HUMILIATED! I AM HUMILIATED! THAT POOR HERO YOU GO OUT THERE AND YOU APOLOGISE PROFUSELY TO HERO AND YOU BETTER MAKE IT UP TO THEM OR SO HELP ME THERE WON’T BE A PLACE YOU CAN HIDE THAT I WON’T FIND YOU AND TEACH YOU A LESSON ABOUT MANNERS!”
The door to the kitchen opened and villain stood in the doorway, eyes low as they said “I’m sorry hero for not telling my parents about you.”
“Uhh—“
Supervillain walked out after Villain sat down, unbuttoning their suit jacket before they sat down at the table again.
“So sorry for my earlier comments, Hero. If I had known—“
“It’s alright-“ hero began but supervillain cut them off.
“It is absolutely not alright. You are too forgiving. Let me make it up to you tomorrow, hmm?”
“I’d like that,” said hero with a small smile.
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sammysurfs · 1 month
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Chaggie Fluff?
Any recommendations for fanfics that are just cute chaggie fluff? I need more of my cute little sapphics 😍
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getmeoutofhell · 4 months
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Ethan Landry x reader
requested by: @ilovejackchampionnn
summary: ethan and reader spend christmas together
warnings: like one cuss word, and booty hole writing.
a/n: sorry this is a little after christmas. i also tried to make this general neutral please bear with me. 😃
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“good morning!! merry christmas baby!” ethan said to you as he came downstairs.
“merry christmas and good morning my love!”
he wrapped he arms around your waist as he watched you put ornament’s on the christmas tree.
“would you like me to help you princess/prince?” he smiled and put his head in the crook of your neck, giving you light kisses.
“of course you can help prince.” you gave him a kiss on the cheek.
you and ethan spent about 20 minutes putting ornaments on the tree.
“well, now that that’s done, you wanna open gifs now my love?” he asked you.
“you’re gonna love the one i got you.” you told him, slightly teasing.
“oh really?” he raised an eyebrow.
“yes really.” you smiled and walked to the couch and sat down. you had his gift already on the couch next to you.
“here. open my gift first.” you handed him the box with his gift in it.
he grabbed it and immediately shook it.
“stop playing and open it.” you chuckled.
he un wraps the gift, looking to see what was inside.
(insert gift you wanna get him)
“oh my god baby, you didn’t have to get me this.” he makes a fake pouty face and then smiled.
“of course i did prince, you deserve it.” you kissed him on the lips then walked to the kitchen.
“wait, you have to still open your gift. come back.” ethan followed behind you.
“hold on baby i need something to drink.” you walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.
you then walked back into the living room and grabbed the bag with ethan’s gift for you in it.
“baby i hope this isn’t what i think it is.” you looked at him and then the bag.
“just open it baby.” he sat down beside you, eager to watch you open it.
you open it to see a small long box in the bag, you grab it and open it. when you open it you see a beautiful necklace, your name on the chain.
“oh my god ethan, this is so beautiful. i could cry right now.”
ethan wrapped his arm around your shoulder, giving you a kiss on the cheek.
“i knew you would love it princess/prince. i love you so much y/n, you have no idea.”
“i love you too ethan.” you passionately kiss him, rubbing your hands through his hair.
*time skip some hours*
“we should make christmas cookies y/n.” you and ethan were in the kitchen deciding on what to eat for dessert.
“that’s a good idea. even tho we both know what happens every time you make cookies with icing.” you playfully smirk at him as you remember flashbacks to when ethan got icing everywhere.
“hey! like you’re clean too?” he laughed and hugged you.
you looked up at him.
“yeah but i’m more clean than you i bet.”
“false but whatever.” he rolls his eyes playfully.
you and ethan both started rolling the cookie dough and putting them on the cookie sheet.
“ethan, stop eating the cookie dough.” your laughter filled the room.
“hey, i can’t help that it’s good.”
“help me put these in the oven you goof ball.”
he opens the oven and you put the cookies in, closing it after. you then head into the living room, watching tv.
“you forgot one more gift baby.” to your surprise, he came in the room with a bigger box, on top of the other gifts he’s got you, this one was definitely the biggest. you smiled greatly as you watched him place the box on the couch seat next to you.
“ethan oh my god, you’ve given me enough stuff already. what’s this?”
“open it to see my love.” you couldn’t help but immediately rip off the wrapping paper. you open the box that was under the paper to see a pair of roses. they were f/c, and my gosh, they were gorgeous. you made a fake pouty face, and looked at ethan, who’s face was smiling so bright. “do you like them y/n? i know it’s not much but i just wanted to top off all the other gifts i got you with some roses.”
“i fucking love these ethan, gimmie a kiss.” you put the roses on the couch and jumped in his lap, attacking him with kisses.
“stop!” he playfully said to you.
let’s just say you enjoy the rest of your christmas.
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i hope you liked this!!
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elixrr · 3 months
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I want to write more self-indulgent fluffy fics, but angst is just SO GOOD
I feel like I've written more angst than I have fluff, but I also don't think that's the case 😭
But like if you guys have ideas then... share pookies... 🥺 I'm slowly starting to consider re-opening my requests
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thecryptidart1st · 1 day
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mr cryptid, I have a question for you
why does the owl man and possum ship interest you? I fail to see the drive.
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Listen, I like my boys to misread each other and suffer a bit before getting into a relationship, but I’m someone who still wants to see the cute fluffy relationship in its purest form. And now Vivianne came in this week with the Angst Spice teasing that she’s going to make things maybe a little too spicy
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Sorry to be a hater but this is how I’ve been feeling recently
#listen.#I love fluff#fluff is great#but does EVERY relationship have to be fluff and only fluff#I’ve noticed in the past that fandoms fandoms tend to#like#stray away from any conflict between characters they ship that doesn’t end in ‘omg you were right and I was so wrong 🥺’#‘no I was wrong and I’m so sorry 😖😖😖’#‘okay let’s agree to never fight again and be healthy and happy forever 🥹’#and I’m more into complex not quite a perfect fit relationships right now#ones where they struggle to stay together#or where they both like each other but don’t get together for reasons OTHER than miscommunication#ones where they know they love each other but there’s obstacles#or where they’re both abusive shits#or where they’re both shitty people and they fit like a glove#I want more than just ‘luv you bby’ ‘awww me too’ ‘let’s go pet puppies together’#like sometimes I find two characters and I’m like ‘YES! something refreshing! let me find more content’#only to find all the fandom flanderized the characters#especially with the more toxic ones#it’s like. they’re shitty people but the fandom can’t explore that so they just remove everything that made them interesting#and its like ‘…why are you using *these* characters to do this?’#there’s every other character in the world to be sweet and cutesy#I’m hyperfixate on *this* dynamic#not the same dynamic every other relationship before it had#it’s like copy paste characterization regardless of if it makes sense#anyway#sorry for being a bitch about this but whatever :/#personal post
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tortoisebore · 10 months
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I would read a million words of your wolfstar being domestic and fluffy! You’re a brilliant writer
THIS IS SO NICE 😭🥺😫🫶💕🤲💖
domestic fluff is my favorite thing to write literally ever 😭😭 i’m trudging through these two backstory chapters so we can get back to the fun stuff ((aka them being sickeningly in love and happy 🥰🤩💕🫶))
ILY ANON THANK U 💖💕💓✨💖💕💓💖💕 below the cut is a sneaky little (very rough) first draft snippet of the first scene of chapter 10 to hold us over 🤲🤲🤲🤲
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wonderlandleighleigh · 9 months
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L Roy Dunham calling Midge and being like "this thing with you and Lenny Bruce was supposed to be entertaining! Why isn't it blowing up in your face?"
And Midge is like "we're just too busy. Ethan has a baseball game, Esther has a recital, Lenny's got a meeting with eight first ammendment lawyers and I'm flying out to Vegas for a two nighter at The Sands and that's just this week! Why, are you volunteering to be our nanny so we have time to make more of a mess? Because I have to tell yiu, Lenny has been very, very picky about childcare."
Midge gets hung up on. She shrugs and goes about her day.
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lexithwrites · 1 month
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Having sex repulsion episodes sucks when you’re in a fandom that constantly wants/writes graphic smut—and don’t get me wrong a lot of the time I love writing/reading it but when most writers give the couples daddy dom/sub dynamic I can’t always read them which also sucks, I hate missing out on fics but ya know, gotta put myself first
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y44sherlock · 2 years
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I love how I dreamt about Morpheus last night and I was a small child being carried by him, admiring the streets of somewhere I have to guess is by France? Or Germany I’m not really sure. When I looked at him and smiled— he smiled back and said to wake up and I did 😨..
Idk why my consciousness makes me dream about this typa shit bc my fatherless ass is crying when I woke up 😭😭
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