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hyugaruma · 5 months

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H&L: Sweet Things They Say To You

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re: how they show you they love you with their words…

hmmm idk how happy i am with this one but it’s been sitting in my notes for a minute soooo OH WELL

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Cobra: “I will forever fight for you and with you.” His lip is busted and his face is bruised. You can feel the way your heart clenches at seeing him battered from the fight he just partook in, some goons having thought it a good idea to harass you outside of ITOKAN Diner. Luckily your boyfriend had arrived just in time. Despite his marred state, he holds your gaze so that you know that he’s true to his word, and all you can do is nod.

The Mugen way of devotion and loyalty easily translates to Cobra in a relationship. He would literally die for you. Your fights are his fights. However, he tries his hardest to keep you out of his, and Sannoh’s, fights. He can’t imagine how he could live with himself if something happened to you.

Rocky: “I’ve waited my whole life to meet you.” Rocky softly places a hand on the small of your back, pulling you in close so he can bury his face in your neck. You can feel the tension in his shoulders dissipate at finally having you in his arms after an arduous day at Club Heaven. You respond by wrapping your arms around him to pull him in even closer. No other words are needed; just having you at his side is all he could ever ask for.

Rocky wholeheartedly means the words he says. He isn’t one to so easily dedicate himself to one person; he has many women to protect, after all. But the moment he meets you, he can’t even begin to imagine the way it was before. He was so lonely without ever having realized it.

Murayama: “I can’t wait to see you again.” Murayama is reluctant to release the grasp his hand has on your own, wasting as much time as possible standing with you outside your house after your date together. You can’t help but giggle at the obvious ploy, leaning in to land a chaste kiss on his cheek that sends the tips of his ears pink. He’s quick to pull you back in once you try to pull away, this time to land a playful kiss of his own on your lips.

Murayama lives to spend time with you. Right after he drops you off at your house after hanging out all day, he’s already texting you how much he misses you and trying to make plans as soon as possible. If you’d allow it, he would see you every day if possible. He’d never grow tired of you.

Smoky: “Thank you for choosing me.” The two of you sit side-by-side at the ledge of a deconstructed factory building, looking out at Nameless City laid out beneath you. You look to him, and he’s giving you a gentle, almost sad, smile. You can’t even imagine a world where you wouldn’t choose him, but somewhere swimming in those brown eyes of his is a self-doubt that you hope someday can be remedied. You give him a smile back, one that says you feel the exact same way.

Smoky can’t even comprehend why someone like you, someone so amazing, would choose someone like him. He really doesn’t know what he did to deserve you. Surely there’s someone out there who could give you more than he ever could, at least so he thinks. But, you did choose him, and he is forever thankful to have you by his side.

Hyuga: “Thank you for putting up with me.” Hyuga is sprawled out on the futon that the two of you share, watching as you change into your pajamas to settle down for the night. His eyes show a softness that he reserves only for you. He holds out a hand to beckon you to him, and you oblige, crawling into the futon to situate yourself between his lazy arms. He can’t help but land a light kiss on your temple before pulling you close to drift off into a peaceful slumber.

Hyuga knows he’s not a perfect man. Far from it, even. He can’t imagine why you’re so willing to continue dealing with his ways, but he hopes you’ll continue to do so for a long, long while. If he could ask for one selfish wish, it would be to have you as his for the rest of his time on this earth.

Hiroto: “I’m always here for you.” Hiroto stands awkwardly in the doorway of your apartment as he eyes you closely. He can tell that something has been bothering you, but that you were reluctant to confide in him about your problems. You raise your eyes to meet his gaze and find nothing but complete honesty and truth within them. Feeling your own eyes begin to mist over, you opt to dropping your head to his chest to hide your show of emotions. A hand comes up to gently rest against the back of your neck, and to attempt to soothe your worries away.

Hiroto isn’t a man of many overtly affectionate words or gestures. He tends to show his love through action. But, he does want you to know that he would do anything for you. If you ever have a problem, he hopes that he’ll be the first person you come to, even if it’s just you needing a listening ear.

Ice: “I love every little thing about you.” Ice’s fingertips ghost delicately across your cheek and down your jaw, touch so soft it’s as if he’s afraid you might disappear right before his very eyes. He wears his signature shades, but you can still see the way his eyes admire you, flitting between your eyes to your nose to your lips, an affectionate reverence for each and every part of you. His hand rests on your neck as his thumb softly caresses your chin, and he can’t help the smile of complete adoration that overtakes him.

When Ice says he loves every little thing, he isn’t exaggerating. All your flaws and quirks, he wouldn’t give a single one of them up. He’s a man who accepts you completely and wholly. And he would spend the rest of his life ensuring that you see yourself in the light that he sees you in.

Jesse: “I love when you smile.” Jesse flops down on top of you lying down on the bed, resting his chin against your abdomen as he looks up at you with a cheeky, yet genuine, smile. In turn, you move your hand to brush through his blonde locks, and he leans fervently into your touch. You can feel the deep exhale he lets out. Jesse pushes himself up, hoisting himself to be positioned above you so that he’s now looking down at you. His own hand finds itself entangling with your hair, his eyes glued to that sweet, sweet smile on your lips.

Jesse isn’t someone who shows his affections through words, but nothing in the world makes his heart swell more than seeing your genuine smile. Especially if he was the cause of it. Your smile can instantly turn even his sourest of moods around. He spends his days chasing after the high of basking in your joy and happiness.

Ryu: “You’re my forever.” Ryu stands behind you, watching you from the mirror as you get ready to go out to dinner together. His hands find themselves snaking down to your hips, and his chin resting dutifully on your shoulder. He watches your shy reactions through the reflection, and the tiny smile that you can’t seem to hold back. His arms tighten as he pulls your back against his chest. You can feel his steady heartbeat. You lean your head against his and bask in the moment of utter tranquility with your lover.

Ryu doesn’t open himself up and give himself to others so willingly. You have to be a very special person to open up that side of him. So when he says ‘forever,’ he actually means ‘forever.’ He just hopes that you feel the same level of devotion, because he can’t imagine finding anyone like you again.

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sugarsweetwriter · 10 days

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୨୧┇So..... (cult) whump recovery? Gender neutral! Whumpee, Caretaker, and Whumper (who's referred to as The Leader/God)

"Do you remember what you were like before?" Caretaker asked gently. Too gently—and Whumpee hated it. Whumpee absolutely despised the softness, the kindness they always held in their voice as the sweetly coaxed Whumpee's secrets out of them, to, of course, use against them later—Whumpee thought. It was the same voice that The Leader would always use; Whumpee wondered why it scared, angered them so much to hear Caretaker take on the same tone. How could they dislike the same tone Their God would use? It all confused, and immensely bothered, Whumpee.

"Yes, I do. I was sinful" Whumpee seethed. Their eyes darted around the room, before settling on the white, floral fabric, draped over their bruised thighs. The dress was apparently Caretaker's cousin's, and it was the only clean clothing they had when unexpectantly taking Whumpee in, only about a week ago. Since then, laundry had been done, but Whumpee seemed attached to the dress, and Caretaker wanted them to be as comfortable as possible. It was much prettier, silkier, than their previous, everyday-garment; a gray, modest dress which covered them from head to toe. It sat on them loosely, and was itchy at the shoulders, but that had never mattered.

Caretaker frowned at the response, but Whumpee hadn't dared to look up to see it.

"How were you sinful—if you're comfortable telling me?" Caretaker questioned—again, far too tenderly. Having sat at the foot of the bed for around 10 minutes now, Caretaker kept conversing with Whumpee—though it felt more like an interrogation for them.

Whumpee hesitated for a moment before answering:

"I.. I wasn't "holy" yet. I hadn't found The Leader yet—I hadn't found The God yet. I hadn't begun worshipping them- and, so, I couldn't have been-.. righteous," Whumpee paused briefly, then continued.

"I would've.. never been forgiven if I had continued like that, but-.. Now, I'm sure I'll never be forgiven again.. no matter how hard I could ever pray" Whumpee practically whispered the second half of the sentance, taking in a shaky breath before muttering the very last part—they sounded as if they were about to sob.

Caretaker sighed, sorrowfully, before slowly—very, very slowly—moving over towards Whumpee, to which Whumpee only stared at them for a moment before looking back down at their thighs. Hesitantly, Caretaker spoke:

"I know, I know it's scary—but none of that's.. true. Please.. know that you're safe. The Leader.." Caretaker hesitated, "God—can't hurt you, anymore. I promise. You're far away from them all now, and I won't ever let anybody from back there hurt you ever again. You're safe" they finished.

Caretaker, now sitting knee to knee with Whumpee, looked back into their eyes, only to be met with a small, scarred, terrified, baby deer. Their eyes, yet again, frantically searched for a focus of interest around the room as tears spilt freely now, quiet sobs racking through their chest as they attempted to mutter a defensive response—but to no avail, as they could only let out pitiful whimpers.

How could Caretaker challenge The Leader? How could Caretaker challenge The God—the only being who knew true virtue? It went against all that Whumpee had known for the past four years. And deeply, it both shook and absolutely terrified Whumpee.

Once more, Caretaker moved towards Whumpee, little by little, attempting to look back at Whumpee's face—failing, since Whumpee's head was now lowered and pressed against their thighs, still covered by soft fabric.

"Whumpee-.. Can I touch you?" Cautiously, Caretaker asked—unsure as to whether Whumpee could even heard them through their now, much louder, sobs. Though, even through Whumpee's hysteric sobs, Caretaker could've sworn they'd heard something among the lines of "Yes, okay". And so, steadily, they wrapped their arms around Whumpee, who quickly lifted their arms as well, almost instinctively, wrapping them shakily around Caretaker and burying their face in Caretaker's neck, breathing heavily and smearing their tears everywhere. Whumpee had been denied of touch for so long, it was only natural to crave it.

After the surprise of it all, Caretaker dotingly whispered sweet confirmations, holding Whumpee firmly yet tenderly, making sure to comfort Whumpee yet not trap them.

Words of "It's okay, it's all okay. I promise—you're safe. The Leader can't get to you here" are spoken, caringly.

Eventually, the cries died down, and Whumpee was left in Caretaker's arms, whimpering quietly, their arms now drooping down Caretaker's back.

"How... You're- you're wrong" Whumpee sniffled, well aware of how weak the defense was.

But they were so tired, and still, so scared. Desperately, they just wanted to believe Caretaker, wanted to believe that they were safe, and even that god- not The Leader- but god, either didn't care about them, or didn't even exist to begin with.

Still terribly unsure of whatever the real truth of it may be—they feared The Leader was right, it was what they'd been taught for so long anyway—they just hoped, so wholeheartedly, but exhaustedly, hoped that they'd be okay. That they'd be safe, that they wouldn't be punished—not for leaving, or for daring to doubt The Leader, and even god.

Though, for now, in Caretaker's warm arms, they did, indeed, feel safe—for the first time in a very, very long time.

In response to Whumpee's defense, Caretaker only hummed affectionately. Truthfully, Caretaker was proud, so proud, of Whumpee. For the first time in the week they'd been staying with Caretaker, instead of hiding in the closet, or just uncontrollably sobbing and praying while pushing them away, they accepted the touch, and the comfort, the help.

Caretaker knew it'd take a long, long time to work with Whumpee and work towards recovery; Whumpee was still working on processing the very notion that it all, that all of the punishments could've been for nothing. It wasn't as if they had never considered it before. They did at the start, and later on they wondered if—regardless of whether The Leader, or any god was real—anything could've made all that they had been through worth it. Eventually though, they became far too fearful to ever even consider any of it ever again.

Yet here, they slowly fall asleep on Caretaker, their weak body slumping onto them, head awkwardly positioned at their neck; to which Caretaker gently—not too gently this time; without saying anything in fact—positioned Whumpee's body in a more comfortable position, and as Whumpee slept, safely, and warm, Caretaker was sure of it now; they will never give up on Whumpee.

୨୧┇A/N: First writing on here! Posting this before my intro as well... it's 3 am now but I just had the urge to write and came up with this (touch starved Whumpee my beloved)... I haven't seen any cult whump recovery drabbles before, so here's one! Hopefully someone enjoyed my writing! ^^

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angelsdean · 8 days

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thinking abt the "i'm 26 dude" scene and sam's incredulous "dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourself?" and thinking about the fact that sam was still in contact with dean after he left up until 2 yrs ago. thinking about dean lying to sam whenever they spoke on the phone, saying he and john were working some case when actually john had ditched him to follow some lead or sent dean off on another case. but dean didn't want sam to know, didn't want sam to think even less of john, since all dean wants at this point is for his family to be together again, and that hinges on sam and john burying the hatchet and making up. so he pretended he and john stuck together, that everything's fine, offers to swing by and visit sam sometime, trying to mend their awkward relationship beyond these here-and-there phone calls, but sam continues to shut down and evade dean's offers to visit. it's not a good time right now, dean. midterms. finales. my roommate has someone visiting. i'm busy with an internship. work study. etc etc. until eventually dean gets the hint. eventually sam stops calling and picking up the phone for dean.

#sorry it got sad there at the end #but yea one of my possible headcanon scenarios to explain why they stopped talking 2 yrs ago is that there wasn't really any big fight #just a slow and painful distancing #sam avoiding dean's enthusiastic offers to visit #because sam wants to keep his family life separate from the fantasy life he's constructed at stanford #bc dean showing up would expose many of the lies he's been telling his friends and jess abt his family and upbringing #sure they know he's a scholarship kid and he's on rocky terms with his family #but he can't let them SEE how dean lives #vic.txt #stanford era dean

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suzakisbbygirl · 10 months

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Hi! I wanted to ask if I could get some hcs on how the leaders of S.W.O.R.D + Mighty Warriors comforts and takes care of their injured lover? I've had a bad week and got hurt recently and saw your requests open and wanted to ask. I hope you're doing well though!

I’m so sorry to hear that you’re having a bad week :(((

I hope this helps even just a little bit

I hope things start to get better for you, and that your injury heals quickly!!

I apologize in advanced for the Mighty Warriors, i still dont know much about them, and I know missed most of them, but I hope this makes you smile!!

All the love ~ ember 🤍

S.W.O.R.D and Mighty Warriors Take Care of Their Injured Partner

Cobra

Okay I know this man is portrayed as one of the toughest guys in the series, but I just know he’s a softie for his partner

When it comes to injuries, he’s got plenty of experience, and knows how to take care of almost anything

However, if it is a more serious injury, he is right by your side taking you to the hospital

And he’s not leaving your side until you are comfortable

Very very attentive to everything

Whether he is the one treating the injury, or its the doctors, he is paying attention to you fully and completely

If the doctor is the one treating the injury, he is listening to everything that they are saying so that he knows what to do when he takes you home

When y’all are back home, do not even think about lifting a single finger

He is an acts of service kind of guy, honestly he would love taking care of you

Again with being attentive, he doesn’t exactly know what you might need, so he over prepares

And he has no shame is asking friends for help getting him stuff if you dont want him to leave you alone

Need food? He’s asking Naomi to bring something from diner Itokan

Yamato is also on speed dial for anything that you could possibly need (bestie benefits lmao)

Has no issues changing your bandages if that’s what you need

And is immediately reassuring you that he wants to help if your an over thinker (talking about myself lol)

Honestly, Cobra is one that I would definitely want around

Becomes clingy when he knows your hurt, but dont tell anyone

Baby just wants to take care of you

Rocky

Rocky is great at taking care of his partner, however he is not the best when it comes to medical things

Naturally he is taking you to the hospital, cause he knows that the doctors will give you better treatment than he can

Attentive to you, more than what the doctors are saying

When the two of you get home, he might need reminders on treatment and what to do

He was just so worried about you, he missed a lot of the instructions

Does everything he can to make you comfortable

Is totally willing to shut down the club until you are better, so that nothing distracts him from you

Another attentive man, he is constantly asking what you need

Acts of service pt. 2, will not let you move a muscle

Tries to keep his normal calmness, but is rushing to your side no matter what

Gets nervous that anything touching you will hurt you

Honestly, he wouldn’t be clingy with you, and might not cuddle you at all

He’s just so nervous that if he touches you, you’ll be in pain

Honestly, protects you from everything as if you’re made of glass

Might even feed you soup if you ask nicely (again, dont tell anyone)

Wont let anyone go near you unless you say its okay

Even then, hes watching like a hawk to make sure nothing could possibly hurt you

Treats you like a queen always, but is extremely careful when you are injured

Murayama

I cannot with this man

Such a softie for you and honestly is not afraid to show it

He already is clingy, but when you’re injured, mans is glued to your side

Fairly confident with his ability to treat injuries, but will still take you to the hospital, just to be safe

Doesn’t seem like he listens to what the doctors tell him, but remembers everything when the two of you get home

Doesn’t necessarily watch over you like a hawk, but will scold you if you try to do anything on your own

He doesnt need to watch over you because he is stuck to your side

Honestly you are not getting him off of you anytime soon

Has his friends pick up literally anything you could possibly want or need because he refuses to leave your side

Honestly might get a little annoying asking if you’re okay or if you need anything

But its just because he loves you and wants you to get better

Holds you as if it’s the last time he will ever be able to

Refuses to let anyone near you because “you’re his fragile baby”

No shame in having others see him cling to you

Honestly his friends have no issues helping to get what you need

Partially because you’re friends with them too

Partially because Murayama would give them the “say no and I’m beating you up” look

He really does a good job taking care of you, though might go a little bit overboard, but its just because he loves you

Rocky

Ohhh no

This man is freaking out

Internally of course

Not once does he lose his composure

Very good with injury care, so he probably will just treat the injury himself

Seems upset, but in reality, he doesnt want you to know that he is freaking out, cause he doesnt want you to freak out too

Another attentive partner

He’s already attentive to your needs, but when you are injured, he is willing to go to the ends of the earth to get what you need

Even if he needs to leave your side, he makes the trip very quick

Honestly is never gone for more than 15 minutes

And wants to get everything himself, cause he is internally blaming himself for you getting injured

Even if he had nothing to do with it, or no way of preventing it from happening

Poor baby :(

Wont necessarily cling to you, but also refuses to leave your side

However if you ask he will cuddle you for as long as you want

Another one who is cautious to let others near you, but isn’t super stressed about it

He’s stressed about your own well being and you getting better

If there are any issues going on in nameless city he will send the others to deal with it until you tell him its okay for him to go

He is their guardian angel after all (what a man)

Another leader that I would for sure want around when injured

Hyuga

When he finds out you’re injured, he’s beyond angry

I mean who has the audacity to mess with his partner ?!

Please tell him what happened before someone ends up in the hospital room next to you

With him, you might be the one calming him down

There is nothing he hates more than seeing you hurt, it makes him so angry

HOWEVER

Still attentive to you, and will take care of you before he tries to hurt anyone else

If someone else did hurt you, they better flea the city before he gets to them

If it was a matter of you injuring yourself, like falling out of a tree or something PLEASE TELL HIM IMMEDIATELY

Sorry that was the first thing that came to mind lol

Might turn into a protective dad and lecture you about being more careful

He just wants you to be safe

Like Rocky, hes not the greatest when it comes to injury care so he is taking you to the hospital

Seems aloof throughout the entire healing process, however he did actually listen to the doctor, and he does actually take very good care of you

Doesn’t mind of others come to see you

Also isn’t super clingy, unless you ask him for cuddles

Very calm about the situation once he finds out what happened

Gets you what you need, and a little extra gift too to make you feel better

He is attentive to you always, despite what others may think

Ice

Ice is calm the entire time

Doesn’t really know how to treat injuries, but also doesn’t necessarily freak out when you are injured

Takes you to the hospital, listens to what the doctor says, and follows their instructions carefully

Attentive in a very calm manner

Very laid back, however he is still at your side the whole time

Will sit with you and cuddle you, but wont necessarily be glued to your side

Still takes care of the things that he needs to do, while also taking care of you

Productive king

Cooks for you, cleans for you, does anything you ask of him

But will also sit by your side all night watching whatever movies you pick with a pile of your favorite snacks that he picked up earlier that day

If you need something, but dont want him to leave, hes asking Sarah (bestie benefits pt.3)

If you try to do something on your own, hes not gonna lecture you, but he will question you

“What are you doing?” “Getting a glass of water…” “Why didnt you let me get if for you?” Type of thing

Honestly, others may think that he really doesnt care, but in reality, he cares more than he wants to show

And he shows you that he cares with how he takes care of you

Wont shut down the club, but also wont perform either

You are his top priority

Jesse

Unbothered king

After his time fighting in prison, he knows how to handle injuries

Takes care of you himself

Is super sweet with you and only you, ALWAYS, but is more intense with others when you are injured

Does not want anyone distracting him from taking care of you

And will only leave to take care of business if it is something big

And if you say its okay, of course

Another productive king

He already treats you like a queen, its just emphasized when you are injured

Another acts of service kind of guy

Wont lecture of you try to do something on your own, and will only ask what you are doing, but wont be bothered by anything

He knows you are an adult and you can take care of yourself

But he does want to do it for you, regardless

Again, not super clingy, but will hold you if you ask him too (awwww)

Becomes even softer with you

Doesn’t necessarily treat you like you’re gonna break, but just wants you to know that he is there for you

Wants to show you that, despite his fighting habits, he can actually take care of you the way that you deserve

Loves you so deeply, sometimes he doesnt know how to show it

Will play with your hair while the music from the club is shaking the building (something you’re used to already)

Unbothered, but very attentive

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airbendertendou · 7 months

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LOVE YOU, HATE FOOLISH! ♡

synopsis : you work at one of bonten's clubs, but recently, have been acting suspicious. a member is sent to watch you and is met with something completely different.

cw : bonten boys being sneaky , brief violence , mentions of guns , an abundance of pet-names

song inspo ; love foolish by twice

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someone is following you. the club isn't far from your home — far from your boys. footsteps fall behind yours quietly and you gulp. shaky hands drag your phone from your pocket, pressing on the one until he answers.

"on your way home?" he doesn't say hello. he knows your routine — knows it's time for you to be near him. "[name]?"

"hey! yeah, a pepperoni is fine," you pause before letting out a breathy laugh. "you know how i feel about my pizza."

"someone following you?" his voice turns stern and serious. you let out a quiet mhm as you attempt to locate your stalker from the corner of your eye. it's what you'd rehearsed ; your panic words incase you were in trouble. "how close are you? i'll meet you halfway."

you turn your head with a nonchalant hum before rattling off the street-name you're near. a flash of a tattoo catches your eye before it's out of view — it makes you even more nervous.

you let out another staged giggle, "yeah, just don't watch another episode without me. promise?"

"already on my way, sweetheart."

— SANNOH HOODLUM SQUAD! ♡ ft. ran haitani

the sound of a motorcycle disturbs the quiet neighborhood around you. a breath is let out of your lungs at the sight of headlights coming towards you. echoed footsteps have long since fallen quiet, but that only heightened your fears.

cobra steps off of his bike, face stern and serious as he makes his way towards you. noboru sends a grin your way, yamato towering behind him as they scope out the area around you. cobra frowns at you, "you okay?"

"physically." crunching of glass hits your ears and you spin around. streetlights hit purple hair and you stiffen once more. "ran?"

he looks you up and down, his tongue in his cheek before he grins. "heya, doll."

your chest is pressed to a back before you realize it. cobra is looming in front of you, shoulders and chest widened threateningly. noboru is to your left ; yamato on your right, matching scowls on their faces.

the blond's voice is a growl as he speaks, "and who are you?"

"just the boss," ran raises his hands in surrender. he's too casual ; too relaxed to be outnumbered. sleepy eyes meet yours. "of sorts."

your breath catches in your throat. "he sent you... after me?" ran hums, tilting his head tauntingly. your eyebrows furrow, "why?"

"thinks you're up to somethin'." ran shrugs, stuffing his hands in his pockets. a flash of silver catches your eyes — he's carrying his gun, of course. "in enemy territory. telling secrets."

the words oddly make you relax a little. a misunderstanding, that's all it is. but, before you can speak, cobra does. "just who is your boss?"

ran grins, "you don't want to know."

"i live in... opposing territory," you speak up. brushing past cobra — you smile over your shoulder reassuringly at him — you stand between the men. "that's all. i travel back and forth between other claimed areas."

humming once more, ran thinks over what you said. he eyes the three men with you — sees how guarded you are. his eyes scrape over your figure once more before he nods. "okay. i'll believe you."

turning without another word, ran leaves you standing there. he looks over his shoulder at you, eyes gleaming dangerously. "get home safely, doll."

waiting until ran is long out of sight, cobra wanders up to you, placing his hands on your shoulders. you turn, letting out a breath of relief and grin. cobra frowns further, "don't get in front of me like that again, okay?"

your smiles fades at his words. cobra sighs, hands dropping to your hips as he squeezes. "he had a gun, angel. would much rather i got shot than you."

"whatever you say, mister sannoh, sir." you kiss his cheek delicately before walking to his best friends. "and thank you both for coming with him. i appreciate it."

"whatever you say," noboru grins down at you, "mx sannoh."

— WHITE RASCALS! ♡ ft. kakucho

a white bike pulls up in front of you as rocky steps off. he's got a lollipop in his mouth — blueberry, from the scent — and a nonchalant demeanor as he stands in front of you.

"you're here," you breath. you relax, your forehead resting on his shoulder as you control your breathing. "you got here really fast."

a clink! hits your ears as the lollipop is taken from his mouth. "you were in trouble."

sunglasses sit on the edge of his nose as he scours your surroundings. one hand holds the back of your head, hugging you close to his body. you savor his warmth and the comfort he brings ; the safety he makes you feel. rocky stiffens, his mouth near your ear as he speaks, "found 'em."

"[name]." rocky pulls you closer as your name is called. you turn your face, still hiding in your boyfriend's chest. you see a familiar suit, eyes crawling up until you see an even more familiar man. "may we talk?"

your eyes widen, "mister kakucho! ...were you following me?"

"my apologies," the man sends a half bow your way, "i didn't mean to frighten you."

rocky's chest vibrates with a hum. both of his arms are around your waist, a little more relaxed. still poised to attack if he needed to, though. "so, why are you following my flower?"

kakucho eyes the way you're standing — practically melted into rocky's chest. a small, distant smile curls on his lips before it falls away, back to his neutral expression. "the boss asked me to... check on you."

you face him fully now, your back to rocky's chest. "me? why?"

with a shrug, kakucho looks away nonchalantly. "just as a precaution." he meets rocky's eyes over you, seeing the silent threat in his eyes. he nods rocky's way, "we can talk more at work. get home safe, you two."

it stays silent as kakucho leaves your sight. rocky squeezes your hips, placing a kiss on your temple before backing off. "don't like that boss of yours. seems like a prick."

you snort, "you have no idea."

— OYA KOU! ♡ ft haruchiyo sanzu

it isn't long until murayama is stomping his way towards you. seki and furuya have to almost run to keep up with his hasty pace, failing to keep their serious faces on. you're bombarded with questions almost immediately.

"who is it? where are they? are you being threatened? did they touch you? if so much as a fingernail is broken, i am going to—"

both of your hands clutch onto one of his. a simple, pretty smile is on your face as you look at him. "hi, yoshiki."

"hey, sweet baby," he melts. the duo behind him share a glance as murayama shakes his head, getting focused once more. "i'm being serious. you've never panic-worded before."

pink hair pops up before you know it, a fist swinging murayama's way. in the time that it takes for you to widen your eyes, two bodies are on the ground. seki and furuya stand with you, blocking your body with theirs.

heaving breaths are all you hear until almost identical manic laughs spill from their lips. as the new figure sits up, you blanch. what could you have done for the guard dog himself to be after you? sanzu grins, "you're pretty good."

murayama lets out his own breathy laugh, "haven't had a fight like that in too long."

"boss?" the friendly, sparkling atmosphere is broken by your meek voice. your legs are trembling together, eyes wide and teary. why was bonten after you? "is... is there a problem?"

when sanzu's icy eyes slide to yours, you can't help but wish you never spoke at all. he huffs as he stands, wiping blood from his crooked nose. sanzu clicks his tongue in disappoinment as he stands before you. he says your name three times, "just what have you gotten yourself into?"

"you work for this guy?" murayama is beside you within the next second. his knuckles are worn and bleeding as he clutches your hand in his. "small world."

"boss said to keep an eye on you," sanzu sweeps his striped suit. a diamond encrusted grin is thrown your way — it makes chills run up your spine. "i'll be watching you, [full name]."

sanzu leaves, but your chest still feels crowded, like you can't breathe. you stare with a dead gaze at where he once stood. an arm is slung around your shoulders, heavy breathing echoing into your ear. "that sounded like a threat."

your eyes meet murayama's, "it was."

— RUDE BOYS! ♡ ft. rindou haitani

you're already talking to someone by the time he arrives. sneakily, smoky watches from the rooftop he's perched on as you exchange conversation with the man across from you. lilac hair wasn't something he was used to seeing — the color stood out in nameless.

"yeah," you shrug your work bag further up your shoulder. "that's it, i think."

rindou nods, looking to the ground as he kicks a rock. he goes to speak again but stops at the new figured that has joined you. looming behind you is a man with shaggy hair and a dead look to his eyes.

you tilt your head at rin's silence. you see a flash of green in the corner of your eye. jumping, you step away from the shadowed figure before sighing. "smoky. hi. what did i say about the sneaking thing?"

"sorry," a small flash of a smile greets you. he slides closer, his left pinkie linking into your own. smoky stares at rindou, "who's this?"

"friend from work," you answer before rindou can. a minute shake of your head distracts the purple-haired man. he smirks lightly — you were worried about him beating this frail guy up, right? you eye smoky, "is it jus' you or...?"

he smiles again, "only me. for now."

rindou sighs, scratching the back of his head. he looks at smoky once more before meeting your gaze. "and with that, i'll be off. thanks for the chat, [name]."

as rindou walks off, you lace your fingers through smoky's, leaning onto his shoulder. you let out a yawn, "ready to head home?"

he nods, leading you away. looking back, smoky watches the shadowed figures that follow an unsuspecting rindou. he gives a small nod — they follow their leader's command.

— DARUMA IKKA! ♡ ft. hajime kokonoi

a vibrant, purple car pulls in front of you, music booming from the speakers. hyuga slides off of the hood, standing in front of you meanacingly. he scowls, "problem here, [name]?"

you grin, "no, not now that you're here."

silence and then a snort. hyuga reaches out to pinch the top of your arm before he pulls you close. smoke travels from the pipe he uses, enveloping you in the smell and fog. you narrow your eyes, "that's so unnecessary, norihisa."

his arm wraps around the back of your neck, bringing you close. his mouth brushes against your ear, "whatever you say, baby."

a newer, white car pulls in to your right. the conversation and music pauses, eyes on the figure leaving the vehicle. you straighten up with a widened mouth. "kokonoi? um, is there something you need, sir?"

kokonoi smooths his suit out and tucks his hair back into the low bun it sits in. he greets you with a smile before his eyes fall on hyuga. "i didn't know you knew a hyuga, [name]."

"and how do you know my hyuga?" koko looks at you before tilting his head and smiling tantalizingly. you purse your lips, "right. your gambling problem."

"careful, [name]," kokonoi sticks his tongue out, "i'm still your boss."

you wrap your arms around hyuga's waist, bringing yourself closer to him. half of your face is hidden in his red jacket, barely visible pout on your lips. "we're not in work now, though..."

hyuga kisses the top of your head. "need somethin' from us?"

"just had a little question." koko looks at where you're attaching yourself to hyuga before nodding to himself. "things are starting to make sense now, though."

humming, you frown at your boss-of-sorts. "you're acting shady."

koko grins, closing his eyes with a small laugh. "aren't i always? see you tomorrow, [name]."

hyuga pats your bottom in a pattern as you both watch the white-haired man leave. he honks, flashing his headlights before he leaves. hyuga sucks in air through his teeth, "what a weird guy."

"are you allowed to say that?" a pinch to your butt causes you to squeak. "okay, alright! i take it back."

——♡—— ive decided i love pairing them together <3 but that was a lil obvious beforehand do we like the pairings though?? could’ve changed them but….. if youd like to b tagged / untagged in any tokyorev OR hnl content, let me know! ♡

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blu-joons · 2 years

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When The Other Boys Find You Cuddled Up Together ~ Astro Reaction

MJ:

A soft smile formed on Dongmin’s face as he walked out of his room, quietening down straight away as he looked to the sofa in the middle of the dorm. It had been a while since he’d seen you, but at last you were back.

“They’ve not moved for ages,” Minhyuk remarked as he too walked out of his room and noticed Dongmin looking at you.

Dongmin’s smile turned up even more as he listened, “poor Y/N must be knackered from travelling.”

Minhyuk nodded in agreement with Dongmin as they both sat on the sofa opposite to the two of you. “Usually I want to do something to annoy them, but they look too settled for me to want to do that today.”

“You just feel sorry for Y/N’s jetlag, that’s all.”

“If it was just Myungjun asleep right now I’d have a cold glass of water over him in a flash,” Minhyuk proudly admitted, bringing another laugh out of Dongmin. “But, seeing as it’s Y/N the water can save for another day.”

“Shall we give the two of them some space?”

“They’ve got the space of a whole sofa,” Minhyuk scoffed, “as much as I love Y/N, she’s still a guest in our dorm Dongmin.”

“Don’t let Myungjun hear you say that.”

JinJin:

A groan came from Sanha as he walked off the set, greeted straight away by the sight of Jinwoo sat in one of the chairs, you positioned in his lap with your eyes tightly shut, Jinwoo snoring lightly just beside you.

“What’s that grumble for?” Moonbin quizzed as he caught up with Sanha to see what the problem was for him to sigh.

Sanha pointed to his left straight away, “these two…again…he only walked off set seconds ago.”

A sympathetic laugh came from Moonbin as he studied the tight hold that Jinwoo had around you. “You know what the two of them are like, once they start cuddling it’s inevitable that they’ll just fall asleep.”

“Can’t they just save it for the dorm?”

“It seems not,” Moonbin couldn’t help but laugh, throwing his hand against Sanha’s shoulder. “If it means that he performs better on set then that’s all that we’ve got to worry about, and it’s keeping him quiet.”

“But it’s making me want to be sick, Bin.”

“Don’t be dramatic,” Moonbin jokingly scolded, “this could be you one day if you eventually get yourself a girlfriend.”

“I’d never be as bad as these two.”

Cha Eunwoo:

A loud laugh escaped from Minhyuk as he answered his phone, quickly calling the rest of the boys over. He zoomed in on the photo that he had been sent so that everyone could see what it was that he had found.

“Is that Dongmin? And Y/N?” Jinwoo laughed as he peered over Dongmin’s shoulder, “how did you get your hands on that?”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Dongmin, “I got sent it by a friend who’s working on his drama.”

The boys broke out into a fit of chuckles as they all made sure to get a good look at the photo. “Make sure that you keep a hold of that Min, you never quite know when we might be able to use that against him.”

“Are you blackmailing him with it?”

“Perhaps,” Moonbin proudly smiled in response to Jinwoo’s question, “just imagine his face when we ask him to do something and one day show him that photo of their cuddle when he tells us he’s not doing it.”

“That does sound like something fun for us.”

“See, it’s perfect,” Moonbin chuckled to himself. “Minhyuk, make sure you keep that photo, we’ll get some good use from that.”

“It’s already there in my camera roll.”

Moonbin:

An appreciative smile formed on Myungjun’s face as he was handed the keycard for your hotel room. He called out your names only to be met by silence, finally walking into the room to find you both on the bed.

“Did you find them? Are they alive?” Sanha joked as he caught up to Myungjun, only to find you both fast asleep too.

Myungjun nodded as he pointed in your direction, “I think jetlag caught up with some people.”

A roll of the eyes came from Sanha as Dongmin appeared just behind his shoulder. “They’ll kill us if we wake them up now, maybe we could save them something for dinner or bring some bits up to the room for them.”

“Moonbin does love his food.”

“He loves Y/N much more than food though,” Myungjun reminded Sanha as he spoke, “I think he’d be much angrier if we woke him up from a cuddle with Y/N, we all know just how much he loves one of those.”

“Do you think he’ll mind eating a cold dinner?”

“If he gets a cuddle from Y/N out of it, I think he’ll be alright,” Dongmin chuckled as once again Sanha asked the question.

“Let’s not let our dinner get cold too then.”

Rocky:

A snigger came from Jinwoo as he came back out from the dressing room, holding his hand up and stopping the rest of the boys from walking in. They were far from impressed as they searched for rest after their rehearsal.

“We’re not allowed in here,” Jinwoo tried his best to tell them all, “it looks like Y/N and Minhyuk are fast asleep.”

Moonbin stepped forwards, only to be pushed back again. “I said we can’t go in and disturb them.”

Sanha stepped forwards too just beside Moonbin, “where are we supposed to sit if we can’t even go in our own dressing room? We have to sit out in the corridor because those two might look slightly cute.

“Take a look for yourself.”

“I’ll do just that,” Moonbin retorted, nudging past Jinwoo to be able to look at the two of you, only to stop as he found you both. “Oh,” he stuttered as he looked at you both, “I guess they do look pretty cute after all.”

“See, let’s just give them a few minutes to rest.”

“A few minutes is all they’re getting,” Moonbin told the rest of the boys, “they might be cute but they’re not that cute just yet.”

“I knew we’d be able to convince you.”

Sanha:

The boys were quickly shushed by Dongmin as they made their way into the dorm, only to find you and Sanha laid out across the sofa with his arms holding onto you, making sure that you didn’t roll and fall.

“That’s our sofa,” Myungjun complained in a hushed whisper, “we go for ten minutes and they steal out spots.”

Several shakes of the head came from the boys, “we can’t move them, they look so comfortable.”

Moonbin was the first to step towards you both, leaning over the sofa as he spotted the faint smiles that were on both of your faces. “Look at how adorable they are, it’s like they purposely try to make us jealous.”

“They don’t do that.”

“I bet they planned this,” Myungjun agreed, trying his best to control the volume of his voice. “They probably wanted us to find them so that we’d all be reminded of how single we are compared to the two of them.”

“Or, they could just be really tired right now.”

“Don’t excuse this,” Myungjun warned Minhyuk as he offered a more reasonable possibility, “we can’t let them get away with this.”

“They’re not even doing anything wrong.”

---

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futurefreedomau · 10 months

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Who’s the father of Roxy Rose? 🌹

Amy Rose's Husband

#future freedom au #2nd gen!!#dimensional mail (queue)#sonic and friends!!#yeah sorry for the wait irl shit kept happening and i only now had the free time to finish this comic #now i can rest ⚰️#don't feel bad about asking I thought it was funny 😭#i made rocky with shadow and knuckles in mind so if i made a what if scenario rocky wouldn't change much #anyways the theme of my au is that im going with ships that have very little or no following at all

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lackadaisy-headcanon-supply-unit · 1 year

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Do you do isekai (someone from our time warped into Lackadaisy world) scenarios? If so, could I have a scenario cider involving a human female (either turned into cat or not) with a dash of Rocky Rickaby? Not neccessary romantic, just a developing friendship between a perpetually anxious out of place gal dealing with Rocky's shenanigans. I think he'd be VERY fascinated and ask ALL sorts of questions about the future.

The restraint I had to use to not turn this into a oneshot. Hoooo boy. Mixing drinks is hard when you like an idea so much you want to do more with it. Anyway I’m giving you a clothing item to make life a little easier regarding how Rocky even knows you’re from the future so stay tuned for that

A cafe is a pretty nice place to end up in when your whole world turns upside down. Not enough that Y/N’s suddenly thrown into the body of an entire different species, she’s also jumped back about a hundred years or so. Her body may have changed–(H/C) fur, a tail, ears not where they’re supposed to be, new senses providing a nice little sensory Hell–and yet her clothes by some logic remained exactly the same. It was as if whatever god or deity that yanked her out of her present day life and launched her back in time couldn’t be bothered to change anything beyond her species.

But at least the food wasn’t much different. These human-cat creatures ate pretty much the same thing as plain old humans did and even spoke the same language, so ordering something wasn’t much of a challenge. Ignoring the weird looks the young waitress gave her from time to time, Y/N could idly chew on a french fry or two and watch her tail slowly slim down to a less puffy state out of the corner of her eye.

Until the bloody thing fluffed up again full-throttle at the cafe door being swung open and a boisterous silver tabby loudly greeting everyone in the cafe. The general response was best described as exhausted, but it gave Y/N the cat’s name: Rocky.

Getting Rocky’s attention was as simple as existing. He stared at Y/N for a long enough moment that she wished she had somehow sensed that she was going to go back in time and had worn something a little more period appropriate. When he approached her, she felt her ears flatten against her head and a weird sound started from somewhere in her throat, one that ended in a low “don’t you come near me” sound.

Huh. So that’s what hissing feels like.

Rocky backed off at the hiss, raising his hands in an “I’m innocent” gesture. “Take it easy, toots, I’m not about to hurt ya. Miss Pepper, who is this?”

The waitress looked over for a moment and told Rocky that she didn’t know. Y/N swallowed a threatened kitty growl and managed her name. Rocky took the seat near her, took off his hat and didn’t seem to notice when Y/N recoiled further at the nasty-looking scar going straight down his forehead. She was literally hanging off the edge of her seat at this point.

Rocky started talking to the waitress, often glancing at Y/N out of the corner of his eye. Now that she was no longer at the centre of attention she could relax a little bit easier. She pulled at the bottom of her graduation hoodie and fiddled with her hands (paws?) to try and soothe her claws before turning to Rocky with a question.

Rocky already beat her to it. He was practically right in her face, grinning so wide that it registered as a threat yet again in her kitty brain. However he spoke before she could hiss again or claw him or whatever her instinct was about to make her do.

“So tell me. 2023. What’s it like?”

#🖋 mod ille #Rocky Rickaby #Lackadaisy #Scenario Cider #lackadaisy reader insert #lackadaisy & reader #lackadaisy rocky

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rocket-man-major-tom · 4 months

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Imagine being comforted by Rocky after you've been having just the shittiest time. I like to think he'd be surprisingly good at it despite his own issues. I like the idea of just being held by him as you're both sitting on the floor, and he's letting you vent about your problems as he reassures you that it's all okay. Perhaps when you're finally starting to feel a bit better, he'll let you talk about one of your interests with him to boost your recovering mood even further.

#lackadaisy #rocky rickaby #don't mind me just rambling about a Rocky comfort scenario because my mental health hasn't been SUPER great #and I just want to talk about him #I kind of want to do some rocky x clancy angst stuff someday

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ritzy-reminiscence · 1 year

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─♣️─ Lackadaisy : Snuggle Struggles

⸝⸝ tl;dr : after running dangerously close to death during a fight with a rival speakeasy, freckle, ivy, and rocky seek solace + slumber in an abandoned barn, wherein freckle and ivy have a moment and ... fight over the blankets ? ⸝⸝ note : inspired by what @avatarvyakara said in my previous lackadaisy post ! thank u so much for lighting this funky little idea in my brain ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

⸝⸝ note² : 3k+ words ,,, currently unedited as of posting this, so expect edits and little things to be added in the future ! also, i'd like to thank thesaurus.com for supplying my dried-up vocabulary with synonyms for 'smile' and 'laugh'.

It was an adrenaline-pumped Rocky that drove their car -- smoking, one of the tires ominously squealing -- into the sanctuary of an abandoned barn. It rumbled and swayed down the worn dirt path, once kept spotlessly clean but was now littered with dead leaves and rocks and tufts of grass that had crept up through the dry soil. The full moon gave Rocky at least a bit of visibility, however dappled and blurred it may be through a canopy of tall willow trees, their drooping leaves swaying like sickly fingers in the wind. Ribbits of frogs and hums of cicadas joined the car's squeaking song, culminating into a cacophony that only seemed to shatter the frigid night air.

"It's not much," came Rocky's voice, sticking his head out the window to peer at the broken-down barn, "but it should keep us safe for the night."

In the backseat, Freckle fidgeted with the buttons on his waistcoat. Ivy sat next to him, keeping a tight grip on the half-a-dozen whiskey bottles they managed to salvage from an earlier fight with a rival speakeasy gang. It was their only reminder of what they had gone through during the night -- if you didn't count the bruises, cuts, gashes, and pains all three rookie rumrunners nursed.

And by God, do those bruises hurt.

It was the only thing Freckle could feel as Rocky slowed the car to a stop behind the barn; as they all clambered out of the busted up vehicle and opened the barn doors with a creak that shook the whole place; as Ivy found a set of matches on the hay-strewn floor and lit up the rusting lanterns hanging from the walls. While there aren't any sheep or chickens in the barn, the smell of them still lingered in the haystacks piled up in the corners of the drafty building, and it made Freckle nauseous. Through pain-dazed eyes, he watched from his spot on the floor as Ivy and Rocky gathered bundles of hay up the rickety ladder to the hayloft. He tried to keep his eyes open, to stand up and help, but the rafters spun and the floor swirled and the blood rushed into his head as he felt his body fall forwards and --

-- land onto a ... surprisingly soft wood floor ?

Not a floor, he eventually realized, opening his eyes and seeing a lantern swing softly overhead. Seeing Rocky's and Ivy's faces, the former grinning down at Freckle and the latter scrunching her nose. A bed made of straw. He gingerly moved his body, and felt hay prick his sides and tickle his arms.

"See, Miss Pepper, no harm done!" "Rocky, I said gently lower him onto the straw, not drop him onto the straw like a bag of rocks." "Miss Pepper, you knew that I had spaghetti arms - it'll take me awhile to get my muscles stiffened up to be linguine. And besides, I got him up to the hayloft, didn't I?"

Freckle strained his ears to listen as their voices got quieter. Their mouths were moving, and he was sure they were speaking. So why couldn't he hear them? He could only see their muzzles opening and stretching and closing. Could only see their eyes widening in and then their brows furrowing in tandem as the world closed in on him and he knew no more.

✧ ‧˚₊ ° ♣️ ° ₊˚‧✧

The next time Freckle opened his eyes, it was to see Rocky balancing on precariously stacked blocks of old hay, rotting wooden chairs, and damp barrels, straining to reach a couple of quilts hanging from the rafters.

"Keep those haystacks steady, Miss Pepper!" "I'm trying!"

Freckle heard a triumphant whoop of glee from Rocky as his paws held onto the ends of the fabric, followed by a wobbling scream and a thunderous crash as Rocky, haystacks, chairs, and barrels fell to the floor.

Freckle sat upright -- and immediately regretted it. He pinned his ears back and released his breath in a hiss as a fresh wave of pain gripped him around the chest.

"Rocky! Are you alright?" Ivy's shrill question of concern. A chuckle that turned into a cackle, and a mussed-up paw holding up two grubby quilts. "Right as rain!"

Freckle coughed and tried to breathe steadily, but it felt like knives were cutting into his skin everytime he did so.

Rocky and Ivy turned their heads to look at him, their ears facing forward and their tails thumping the floor.

"Rocky," Freckle started, taking in the strands of hay clinging to his cousin's fur and clothes, "are you sure you're okay?"

Rocky blinked, his mouth forming a small 'o' before splitting into an ear-to-ear 'v'.

" 'Course I am, dear cousin!" he replied, erupting into raucous laughter. "Nothing ol' Rocky can't handle!" He threw the quilts in Freckle's direction, and they landed with a heavy thud on the railings of the hayloft. "Are you okay, though?"

Freckle thought about that for a bit. "Better than before," he finally muttered.

To this, Rocky's grin spread even wider. "Well, I'll be taking my leave to go check on the car, then. Miss Pepper, take care of Freckle for me while I'm gone, will ya? Will ya -- ? Good! I won't take long, I'll just make sure the car is alright, and in the meantime you two go on and rest and cuddle and snuggle and neck--"

"What?"

Rocky stopped, smiling sheepishly. "Did I say anything?"

And just like that, he was walking out of the barn with a bounce to his step before Freckle could respond, the barn door shutting behind him with a resounding boom. Freckle sank deeper into the bed with a sigh, as Ivy climbed the ladder and took the two quilts on the splintery railings into her arms.

"By 'check on the car', does Rocky mean sleep in the car or leave the two of us alone so we can 'rest and cuddle and snuggle and neck'?" Ivy paused, as if in thought about something. "But then again, Rocky probably meant both," she added with a small giggle.

In response, Freckle let out a chuckle, and then a wince as he put a paw to his bruised ribs -- bruised or broken? Ivy's eyes widened with concern and she scuttled towards Freckle and began to prop his head up with one of the quilts.

"N-no, it's fine, Miss Pepper," wheezed Freckles, and Ivy laughed and propped him up anyways.

"Don't be silly, Calvin, you need it more than I do. And I already told you," she added, moving closer and sitting next to him, pulling her knees to her chin, "to call me Ivy."

Freckle could only nod dumbly, feeling the blush creep up to his cheeks. Ivy laughed and slid down to lay on her back, turning on her side and propping herself on her elbow to peer at Freckle.

"You know, Rocky did the right thing, leaving the two of us in here," she said, her tone low, an intimate murmur meant only for him. "You're really cute when you blush like that."

And that sent Freckle into a flurry of blushes and stammers, much to Ivy's delight and to his embarassment (or was he really embarassed, though?). Ivy laughed again -- musical, bright, lilting -- and she wriggled closer, her bottom lip below her teeth. Freckle could almost see his reflection in her eyes.

She smiled again, softer and sweeter this time. Overhead, the wind blew and whistled, making the rafters groan. Noticing this, Ivy reached behind her for the other quilt. She grimaced at the state of the fabric, but then shook her head and pulled it with a flourish so that it covered both her and Freckle.

"We better be heading to sleep," said Ivy, snuggling next to him and resting her head on his shoulder. "Rocky would probably wake us up in the crack of dawn, and your bruises need time to heal before he starts bouncing the car down the interstate again."

"Rocky probably wouldn't sleep tonight, anyways," Freckle blurted out, more to just speak out of anything.

"Probably," Ivy repeated, nodding. She looked up at him, her expression soft. "Well, goodnight, Calvin."

"Goodnight, Miss Pep- Ivy. Goodnight, Ivy. S-sleep well."

The sides of Ivy's mouth quirked up. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, her breathing steady.

Letting out an exhale, Freckle turned his head to stare up at the ceiling. Outside, the frogs resumed their croaking, and the cicadas continued their humming. The wind joined in, rustling the leaves of the willow trees outside. Ivy's breathing syncing up with his. It rocked him like how a mother rocks her child, the sounds of the barn and the woods and their breathing lulling him to sleep like a gentle balm to his heart.

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It was dark, so dark Ivy couldn't even see her own paws. The lanterns must've been died down, she thought. Squinting in the gloom, she could faintly make out the silhouette of the embers of the coal of their overhead lantern turning from red to black. A shiver ran through Ivy's body, rustling her fur. Dark, and cold. Why was it so cold? She reached for the quilt -- and found that it wasn't anywhere near her. Confused, she sat up, and in the thin rays of moonlight the boarded-up barn windows let in she saw Calvin's body, turned on his side with his back to her and the folds of the quilt all bunched up beside him. No wonder why it's freezing.

She moved closer to him, fitting her front to his back and pulling the quilt back over the both of them. She let out a small gasp at the heat from Freckle's body, and she tentatively wrapped her arms around his middle, avoiding his ribs. Then she snuggled her cheek against his back, and sighed in content. Pulling the quilt back over the both of them, she closed her eyes and felt herself returning to slumber.

Until sometime later a breeze ran through the barn and Ivy felt the tips of her tail stand up.

She opened her eyes, groggy with sleep, and peered through the darkness once more. Calvin had rolled farther from her, bringing the quilt with him. Her lips in a peeved pout, she took hold of one end of the quilt and tugged, covering herself with the sliver of fabric that she had managed to pull from Calvin. Relaxing, she closed her eyes again and was already feeling sleep taking over her body when --

-- the blanket rolled away from her again and she sat up, ever so slightly livid from the effects of the cold and her sore body and her tiredness all combined.

Frustrated, she crawled towards Calvin again, and was ready to go into battle for the quilt when she saw him curled up, shivering, his knees to his chest and his tail wrapped around his legs. In horror, Ivy gave herself a mental smack on the head. He's the one with the bruised ribs, not you! Chagrin overcame her, and she softly whispered an apology before tucking the edges of the quilt around his body and settling to lay beside him, softly hugging him from behind in an attempt to warm him up with whatever body heat she had left in her. After all, she consoled herself, the socks on her feet was thick and her jacket, regardless of how soiled and roughed up it is, was soft. She could handle being cold for a couple of hours.

She quieted down, her body relaxing and her eyes closing once more. Eventually her breathing steadied, and she was asleep.

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Freckle felt like he was rising from a deep jar of very thick molasses.

Slowly, his senses awoke and came to life. His ears heard the soft chirp of birds; his eyes saw the few rays of weak sun slipping through the cracks of the boarded windows and the dust motes that danced and swirled in it; his hands registered the dirt-caked patchwork of the quilt and with it the sleeping figure beside him.

The sleeping figure ... curled up into a ball, arms folded across her chest, ears pinned back, tail as stiff as a board and eyebrows knotted together. His brain struggled to think. Why was Ivy sleeping like that? Hesitantly, he reached out to touch the tips of her ears -- they were freezing. Freckle frowned, trying to recall the night before. The night before was filled with pain from his bruised ribs ... and the unusually harsh bite of an autumn breeze. In dread, everything clicked into place. He looked at the quilt gathered around him, then at Ivy's body, then back to the quilt and back to the body, over and over again until he felt like he was going to throw up.

Ivy slept last night without a blanket.

Quickly, he threw the quilt over her, guilt flooding his stomach. He repressed a squeak as Ivy grumbled. As she wriggled under the cover of the quilt and peeked one round eye open, then the other. She blinked several times in the pale dawn as she zeroed in on Freckle's expression.

"Are you okay?" she asked, fully alert and sitting up. "Is anything hurting, Calvin?" Just then she seemed to register the quilt. She looked down at it in confusion, then at Calvin.

Calvin felt his tongue unstick from the roof of his mouth. "Y-your ears were freezing and you seemed cold so I put the quilt on you and -- I'm sorry if you were really cold last night because of me -- I didn't mean to, I just roll around a lot when I sleep so--"

Laughing, Ivy stopped him with a kiss. Before Calvin could react, she pulled away and wrapped the quilt around his shoulders.

"Well, it was cold last night," she said with a shrug, "but you seemed like you needed it more. You should've seen yourself, you were shaking like a leaf in a storm."

Freckle had a faint memory of waking up and finding the barn really cold, but he doubted that it was as bad as Ivy told him.

(It was as bad as Ivy told him.)

"But still," he started, his voice fading away into nothingness as he took the quilt and placed it back around Ivy.

"I'm okay, Calvin," she replied, shaking her head in bemusement. Her lips puckered up in a pout and she shut one eye, as if in thought. "How about this -- we try to get a bit more shut-eye before Rocky blasts the barn open with the car? But this time, we both get the quilt. How does that sound?"

Freckle couldn't help but smile. God, he liked her. He liked her a lot. Thank you for dragging me into the cafe during that one time, Rocky, said a little voice in the back of his head.

"That sounds fine with me, Miss Pepper," he found himself saying before he could stop himself.

Ivy's eyes enlarged and her eyebrows scowled in mock anger, drawing herself up to her full sitting height.

"I mean Ivy," said Freckle hastily, meeting her gaze with one of mock timidness. "That sounds fine with me, Ivy."

Ivy glared at him for a while, then her face broke out into a smile, so contagious and sunny it was that Freckle smiled as well. Giggling, she lay back down again, smoothing the rumpled spot of hay beside her and patting it. Freckle did the same, barely managing to not erupt into blushes when Ivy threw her arms around him and gently nuzzled the side of her face into his chest. Freckle stared down at the top of her head and -- he didn't know what possessed him to do it so boldly -- found one of his paws cradling it oh so softly, holding it like it was a fragile vase. The other found itself interlocking its fingers with hers, their paws fitting so perfectly within each other. Ivy looked at him, stunned at what he had done, then her eyes softened and she grinned.

"What a sheik you are," she teased, giving him yet another kiss. This time Freckle returned her kisses, pulling her closer to him and stroking the back of her head, weaving his fingers into her hair. In between kisses he found himself sighing in satisfaction, enjoying the sensation of Ivy's lips against his. Rocky could be back at any moment, and he could badger and taunt Freckle all he wanted when he caught him like this, but Freckle found that he didn't care. Well, for now, anyways.

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It was a bright-eyed Rocky that drove their fixed car -- fixed being a subjective matter, with the trunk shut tight with several rolls of tape and syrup -- down the worn dirt path of the barn. Last night the whole place had looked forboding, like it'll drag you by the ends of your feet and swallow you whole; but in the pale autumn morning, with the skies the color of cotton-candy and the clouds painted pale gold by the waking sun, it seemed approachable, welcoming even. Even the willow trees were pleasant to look at!

He stopped the car in front of the barn. Stepping out, he whistled a merry little tune.

"RISE AND SHINE SLEEPING BEAUTIES," he announced, throwing the barn door open with an extravagant sweep of his paw. "THE SUN IS SOARING, THE BIRDS ARE SINGING, AND WE DON'T WANNA MAKE MISS M. TOO MAD - oh, what's this?" he added, fixing the hayloft with a curious stare.

Swiftly, he climbed the ladder and had to bite down on his lip to prevent himself from howling with laughter at what he's seeing.

"Freckle, you rascal," he choked out, wiping tears of pride from his eyes. "You rascal, you."

It was almost seven in the morning, and Rocky knew there'd be hell to pay once he gets the car back in the garage next to the Little Daisy cafe, but how could he possibly wake his dearest cousin and his sweetheart from such a saccharine slumber? So he decided to climb back down the ladder and exit the barn -- he needed more than five coats of syrup to keep the trunk closed, anyways --, leaving Freckle and Ivy alone in their makeshift bed in the hayloft, their arms wrapped around each other in a loving embrace, fingers locked, chests rising and falling in a synchronized rhythm.

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rockyfellasfort · 5 months

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I haven't touched this blog in a bit art wise but I need you to understand I am very much thinking self shipping thoughts ok please know I am being a menace to my faves

#my brain is stuck thinking about disney's hercules bc herc and meg are very pretty #and i like the concept of my gremlinsona having a big fat bi panic while working as hades' new intern and pain and panic handler #yes i have a entire scenario because of course #rocky rambles

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kpopjust4u · 1 year

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Kinkmas - Day 20: Vanilla Sex W/ Rocky

Post Date: 20th December 2022 Content: Smut - Astro Rocky x Reader WC: 1K TW?: Vanilla sex/ Body appriciation/ Hand holding/ Lovey dovey

Summary: 1st Christmas together, how else to celebrate that giving each other a little something to celebrate the holidays?

Masterlist Kinkmas Masterlist Prompt list

"And the last one," Rocky announces holding out a small, flat package to you.

"What, an extra one? Rocky you know we agreed on having an equal amount, I feel bad now," You pout, bottom lip sticking out as you hold the package close to your chest.

"Trust me, it's okay, open it".

Guessing from the shape and size you could only think of it to be clothing. Taking it from his hands quickly and with the excitement of a small child you carefully tear the paper off to reveal a set of red lingerie. Your eyes widen and so does the grin on your face.

"It's so pretty, and red, your favourite colour," You beam, noticing how he starts to blush a little.

"Go try it on," He urges, patting your knee so you'd hurry up. You scurry to the bathroom, soft giggles trailing off the further away you got from Rocky.

The set fits you like a glove and the colour really pops on you, taking another moment to look in the mirror you make sure everything is how it should be and you fix your hair to make yourself look a little more "presentable", not that Rocky would care either way.

"Are you ready?" You call from around the corner hiding away from him.

"I've been ready since I bought it," He laughs turning his attention towards the sound of your voice. Stepping out from around the corner you give him a twirl giving him a whole look.

Scrambling to his feet, Rocky made his way over to you for a closer look, "Not to toot my own horn, but I have taste," You laugh slapping his arm lightly while rolling your eyes.

"I still feel bad I didn't get you an extra present".

"Oh baby, this is my extra present".

Within seconds, he's pressed up against you with his fingertips grazing over the seams of the new set that he’s bought you, probably admiring you more in it than he could’ve ever possibly imagined.

Noticing how he’s admiring you, you couldn’t help but get a little nervous, and shy. The attention you’re getting is something you should be used to by now but you still can’t wrap your head around that you’re extremely attractive to him.

Though gentle and romantic, his lips press against yours and your breath is taken away. The soft touches against your body make your body break out in goosebumps as you’re directed to the bedroom.

Never leaving your lips.

With a hand on the back of your head and one around your waist, he carefully lays you down on the bed. How your heart aches with how considerate he was being, the sweetest. Making it more unbearable, you need him.

Usually, you’re anything but gentle with each other but tonight was different.

With this new set, he bought you, you look so delicate in it. His mind gives him no choice but to be gentle and careful with you. He wants to pour his entire love into this.

From the soft kisses on your lips to your cheeks and down your neck to your collarbone, he locks his fingers with yours, thumb caressing the back of your hand as the kisses continue.

“I couldn’t imagine anyone more perfect than you,” Rocky whispers on your collarbone, the light breathing against it making you pant slightly, needing nothing more than for him to do something about this burning desire for him.

Knowing your body signals, he smiles sweetly at you and lets go of your hands, kneeling back on his heels as he takes one good look at you before carefully teasing your panties down your thighs until they land on the floor.

He gives your core the gentlest graze with his fingers, stopping at your clit to rub it a few times before slicking a few singers into you, curling them up just to stretch you out.

He pouts as he watches your face become full of pleasure, your little whimpers being music to his ears as he slowly pulls them out to release his cock from his trousers.

Carefully, he lines himself up to your hole, caressing your cheek with his free hand whilst placing the softest kisses on your lips.

Then takes hold of your hand again before slowly easing himself into you, letting you adjust to him before rocking his hips into you lightly.

The other hand is being held too.

His hands never unlock from yours with his lips permanently on yours.

Miniature whimpers and moans come from both of you, both getting enough pleasure and purely enjoying it, enjoying making love. It was pure and you couldn’t have felt closer to each other, even if you tried.

“I love you so much, baby,” He grunts lightly against your lips, making you smile as a whimper parts your lips, trying to reply to him the best that you could.

“I love you too,” You eventually get out, head embedded into the pillow as your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him in closer and deeper into you which makes you cry a little louder.

Breaking from the kiss, his head nudges into the crook of your neck and then places more kisses up and down it, making you whimper and moan a lot more.

His thrusts start to speed up, only slightly but oh god, were you loving every second of it? Wanting this to last forever.

“This is the best christmas present ever, you in this set and getting you all to myself,” He breathes on your neck, making your head deepen into the pillow in the process.

All you could do was look at him with pure admiration and love as he lifts his head up to look at you too, also with the same gaze. The gaze that you never want to see less off. The both of you are addicted to love and to be like this? You were never going to want anything else.

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ur-fav-alien · 1 year

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Y’know I could be absolutely insane, but has anyone thought about Trent/Yuta before like…

Idk I feel like it would somehow work? Like this scenario was just brought to my head where like after Yuta left, Trent and him could’ve gotten into some argument, like Yuta’s moving out and everything is super tense so the two of them obviously could’ve gotten into an argument.

And like Yuta finally leaves and Trent just kinda stands there and it looks like his crying like…. He definitely crying right? His shoulders are shaking a little and his hand is covering his eyes.

Chuck goes over to check up on him and he just sees him crying and kinda comes to this realization. Trent liked him. Like had a stupid elementary school crush where you pulled hair and made fun of the one you liked.

Yuta was probably Trent’s first guy crush (possibly idk) so him leaving was even more difficult.

This quote tweet by him furthers this idea (I am delusional)

#trent beretta #wheeler yuta #the best friends #aew #like I could so very be insane for this but idk man I’ve been thinking…#also the fact that this whole Yuta vs Cassidy thing comes up after like a week that this scenario has been in my mind????#Tony khan is in my head idk how but he is #could either be like a Tsundere kind of situation OR it’s simply just like Trent never liked a guy before so he doesn’t know what to do #I would Rocky could be his first crush but I like the idea of them staying just friends y’know?#Rocky and Trent could be cute tho…. dude I need to stop getting so sidetracked HAHAH

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5starluvr · 3 months

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I listen to jazz a lot these days and I want to write a story that is somehow connected to a jazz bar like kiss the frog kind of vibe story…

#5star talks #i genuinely love it #like ugh #imagine just a asthetic jazz bar and then a kind of love story that is a bit rocky?#like hopelessly in love main characters?#but I have to make it angsty some how #I’m mean I knowww #might add smut?#probably #I said that Id practice how to before lmao #never did #i’ll figure it out #uwu #stray kids #skz x reader #skz fluff #skz imagine #skz scenarios

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suzakisbbygirl · 10 months

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Soooooo I feel like being chaotic so I was wondering if you can do like a head cannon for us SWORD leaders fall for the same girl??????? 😭 that is if you are still writing for high & low.

I love this request omg, the chaos that could come of this omggg

Thank you for the request anon, I hope you enjoy!!!

Much love ~ ember

S.W.O.R.D Leaders Fall for the Same Girl

This is could potentially be disastrous

I could see this going one of two ways

Either there is going to be a ton of fighting in SWORD, or there will be a blanket of tension covering the entire city

If there is a lot of fighting, there is a chance that you will become overwhelmed with the guys all asking you to take care of them after their fights

If there is a lot of tension, it may be uncomfortable to really go anywhere

The nice thing, is that no matter where you go, someone will always be protecting you, and will never let you near a fight

Regardless, the chaos that would ensue from this might be entertaining to watch from an outside perspective

Cobra:

Cobra is not one to start an unnecessary fight, but if he is hanging out with you and someone tries to take you away from him, he's throwing hands on sight

If a fight does start, he is bringing someone (probably Yamato) to get you away from the area so that you don't get hurt

Does everything he can to protect you, but he is also a busy guy trying to keep SWORD from falling apart

Honestly, I could see him calling all of the other leaders and trying to have a civil conversation to find a solution

But what is the solution in this situation? See who you decide you want to be with

Really there isn't a great solution, but he would try to find one regardless

Whatever decision you come to, whoever you decide that you want to be with, he will support and respect your decisions, he just wants you to be happy

Rocky:

Rocky will not show anyone what he is thinking

He could be preparing for a fight, or he could be thinking about what he's going to eat later in the day

Even you don't know what he's thinking until he tells you

Lucky for you, he opens himself to you more than anyone else, so usually you do know what he is thinking

If you are in White Rascals territory, there is not a single place you are going alone

Even if its just to the restroom, he is waiting right outside

And if he can't be there, he has someone else accompany you

If he has any suspicion that there is going to be a fight, he will take you somewhere safe himself, before he returns to the fight

Spends a lot of time with you at the club, cause he knows it is one of the safest places for you

Another one who will respect your decisions, though when he is alone, may rampage slightly, at least one glass will be thrown at a wall

Regardless, even if you decide that Rocky isn't the one for you, he protects you no matter what

Murayama:

Murayama has no issues fighting, even if it's right in front of you

However, he will still take the time to make sure that you are safe, and don't end up getting hurt

Keeps his cool laid back attitude when he is in public with you

But if it's just the two of you, he's an absolute teddy bear

Baby just wants to spend time with you

Takes you to Oya High and sits with you on the roof

If he sees any of the other SWORD leaders, his whole demeanor changes, and you can feel the tension in his energy

Holds you a little tighter when this happens

I think he would be willing to go to the meeting that Cobra called, though he wants you for himself

He wont show a lot of his emotions unless it's just the two of you alone

He has a reputation to uphold afterall

If you decide that he isn't the one for you, he will be visibly upset, though he won't take any anger or frustration out on you

Warning for anyone else around, stay out of his way

Smokey

Smokey is not one of unnecessary fighting. He would only fight if there was a direct threat to you, or if someone was coming at him

Smokey is the quietest of all of the leaders, so honestly I don't think that the others will even know that the two of you know each other at first

When Smokey sees another SWORD leader eying you, he doesn't say anything, just gently grabs your arm and takes you somewhere else

Very gentle with you at all times, no matter how tense or on edge he is

Takes you to the top of nameless city to see the views from above

If there is a fight that breaks out, he keeps you as far away from it as possible

Quiet with you, yet he still opens up to you about things on his mind

Trusts you completely, and supports you with any decision that you make

Hyuga

Hyuga is a different breed overall lmaoo

He is still protective and gentle with you

However if there is a fight that breaks out, he's not gonna necessarily move you out of the way, he's just gonna make sure that nobody lays a single finger on you

Sort of acts like a frat boy around you

Confident that he can take care of you, and is not afraid to show that

Opens up to you in a weird sort of way

It's never really long deep talks, more like one new fact about him per day kind of thing

When the two of you run into another SWORD leader, he is yelling at them

Something like “can I help you Cobra?” or “schools in session Murayama, better get to class” something like that lol

Honestly makes you royalty of Daruma family, and nobody dares to contest that

If you decide that he is not the one for you, he still won't take his anger out on you, though he may show it as hes walking away

Overall:

I highly suggest not letting all of the SWORD leaders fall for you unless you want to see the most chaos of your life

I mean, if it happens, what can you do right?

Please do your best not to let the entirety of SWORD go down in flames, dearest reader

On the bright side, regardless of who you decide you want to be with, there really is no bad option here

Any of them would treat you like an absolute queen

Really, no wrong choice here, but I'll leave that up to you

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