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fumifooms · 4 months

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Hi I adored your chilchuck/marcille fanfic, "grind me down sweetly", that was so lovely!! i ate it up with like no hesitation! i was wondering if you were considering writing more of them? thank you so much for all your work and thank you for sharing it with us!

First of all thank you so so much!! Every nice word and kudos mean the world to me, and for rarepairs they're all the more cherished 💖 And yes anon, I absolutely do plan on making more for them! As much as I can manage, a library's worth if possible. They're my absolute Dungeon Meshi OTP and Dunmeshi’s been my obsession for like 10 months now, I'm a huge shipper & I love making fancontent and yeahh it's not stopping anytime soon. Though I am a slow writer... And I really should get around to finishing my older non-dunmeshi wips too 😫

I’ve talked about marchil fanfic prompts/wips a couple times on here, and very recently even about a sequel to Grind Me Down Sweetly actually! The fic’s a lot about having a familiar routine with someone and sort of growing used to that, to knowing someone like that and with sharing his days and his living space with someone again, about growing open to the idea that maybe just maybe he and Marcille could have something in the first place. And it’s kept pretty platonic due to that and whatnot, but I recently thought that, since the arc of him becoming more aware and open to the relationship got done in GMDS, doing a sequel where we actually see the relationship grow more romantic would be cute!! Warming up to the romantic nature of their relationship like settling down into a cozy couch. And this time rather than coffee it’ll be centered around what all the best cafes have… Cats!

Gonna summarize the concepts of some of my marchil fic wips under the cut, if you’d rather go in blind when they… Eventually get written, then you can just stop here and safely be assured that I am 100% planning on writing more for them! Oh, btw I also take prompts and requests, though I can’t promise anything.

Alright so GMDS sequel: I think in canon both Marcille and Chilchuck have a special dynamic with Izutsumi, where they care after her, not unlike Senshi but with more feelings attached. With her traveling around, I feel like every once in a while they’d talk about her, dealing with the worry and the uncertainty. Marcille is like "My fragile baby bird out into the world… She needs to at least live to be 100 years old 😭" while Chil knows how it’s like and just trusts her to be alright, like with Puckpatti. And so!! Every time she sees a stray cat while strolling out her heart pangs… There are many strays in Chilchuck’s neighborhood, and with her pushing for it they start leaving some food out for them. At one point she sees one standing out in the rain all pitifully in front of Chil’s shop and she invites it in (to Chilchuck’s despair), and from then on it’s still a stray but it has a home to go back to… Until Marcille officially adopts it. And it can showcase Marcille and Chil’s growing relationship alongside that metaphorically, where she sorta moves in and they grow more boldly affectionate, and it’s like… Domesticating love… 😌 Man didn’t want a cat, a cat daughter nor a new lover, but they took a liking to him and were stubborn about getting close to him and now there they all are. I like to say that post-canon despite Chil living alone in his shop he gets a second family of clingy asses, and this is exactly what I mean. Vibe wise I’d like it to have that cozy energy of spending a slow afternoon at a nice quiet cafe on a rainy day, but we’ll see how I manage it! It’s not the highest on my writing priorities currently though.

Other marchil fic ideas I’ve talked about are… Following them on that time pre-canon where they went to shop for a pouch together would be cute. I have a long post talking about them being sick and caring for each other would be like and that’d make a fun whump fic too. He gets sick and she dotes on him, she indulges herself and kisses him anyways, and then of course he passes it on to her right as he gets better so then it’s her turn getting taken care of hehe.

This one’s more convoluted, so either Marcille invites him to a fancy social event at the castle as her plus-one (aka emotional support) maybe already dating maybe on the verge of confessing, OR they’re already dating and then Marcille’s mom visits them and it’s very sweet and maybe marriage talks happens~, but in both cases Chilchuck is going through SO much stress. Just Chilchuck’s heart being on the absolute edge of giving out, going through the five stages of grief over the banquet not having his favorite kind of alcohol and Marcille not letting him be an ornamental plant in the corner of the room and doing the bare minimum. Or having to engage with her mom and seeming worthy of being her lover as his shit is only barely pulled together after they hurry to ready his house to host her as a guest. And I have a bunch of wips where I tackle them properly doing a confession or a proposal… I was planning on making a comic about it even. Here’s a lil taste of them talking about getting into a relationship together~

And you know what, here are some new exclusive ones I hadn’t shared yet that I’d really like to get around to making

In the meantime if you want I have a ton of analysis and headcanon posts about marchil on this blog, and fanarts here, and @fumiku is my fanfic blog with updates + for fanfic related asks (which rarely gets used rip).

I have non-marchil dunmeshi fanfics I want to prioritize too, but idk idk I’ll see what I end up getting around to… I like having a new vision to offer with each fic, so I tend to prioritize fics that take a new angle for the same ship or tackle different characters and themes, so I can see myself pushing myself to do other stuff before falling back into my marchil comfort zone.

#ask #fumi rambles #fic updates #fic wip #marchil #I keep my fic ideas grouped in the same text file usually but the file for dungeon meshi ones was getting so loooooong and huge #I recently had to split all the marchil ones into its own file bc it was half of the whole thing and was getting out of hand lmaooo

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kingmagnificoofrosas · 4 months

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AH today is a very bad day. On the youtube I've seen at least three video about Wish, particularly our little sunshine Magnifico, and im so tired of listening (or reading in titles like today) everyone's "he's selfish", "he's toxic", "he's poorly written"... GEEZ HE'S MY FAVORITE DISNEY CHARACTER. and in Wish HE'S THE DEEPEST CHARACTER ACTUALLY.

he has his problems, trauma, cons, pros, cute things, expression, his character, his look, his— Magnifico is so magnificently ALIVE. more than anyone in the origin movie. in my opinion of course.

I'm so happy I found your blog. so refreshing. i hate when people say those things above to me, or even out loud. of course i wont go and be angry just because of, but... meh.

I just wanted to say that the world you have created is so soft cozy and safe I cannot begin to describe! 🤲🏻

Hey dear! 💙

Oh my ... well, I know how you feel 🫂 It upsets me just as much! All we gotta do now is ignore. Everything they say is nonsense. Let's focus on spreading love! Sadly, there will always be haters, but on the contray us Magnifico-defenders are here as well and we will stand our ground!

Matter of fact, besides the bullcrap I keep seeing haters write, I also stumbled across something that I consider just as bad ... I cringed so bad and to say I was overcome by disgust is an understatement! Hating him is one thing, but reducing him to an object of sick twisted lust is absolutely beyond me! Yeah, he is hot, he's truly magnificent, and I keep gushing at his beauty nonstop, but making him a porn object and writing downright disgusting things .... sometimes I question people's sanity.

We know that he isn't a villain and we truly appreciate him! He's or sunshine and moonbeam. Eh, their loss. 😌🫴🏼 Like Anon said, the hater's brainwaves aren't waving!

And awwe 🥰 I'm glad to hear that!!! 🫶🏼 This was exactly my goal! To make this place cozy, warm and safe for all Magnifico-defenders ⚔️🛡🩵! As always, I highly appreciate your words!!! I will keep trying my best to have this blog stay this way 💙

#king magnifico #king magnifico isn't a villain #brainwaves aren't waving #team magnifico #magnifico defenders

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willowser · 5 months

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willow!!! am dropping by with some flowers and fruits to brighten up the season!!! 🌷🍓 wishing you lots of love this holiday time!! 💗i hope you feel warm and recharged, however way you’re spending it 🥺

on the topic of the holidays!! i am curious!! (feel free not to answer if you’re uncomfy!!) what is your go-to outfit?? do you prefer to dress up?? or stay comfy and relaxed?? what would katsuki opt to wear??? 🥺

hello sel my lil sunshine 🥺✨️ tysm for the holiday treats !!! i've had a very nice lil vacay and it has been very restful !! i hope that your holiday was just as lovely as you 😌

lemme think !! tbh i am quite boring in the fashion department LOL quite plain !!! and—i'm answering this with the holiday in mind if that's okay !!—if we were going out to a family event, i would probably wear something comfy but appropriate !! i don't care what kind of event i'm wearing a cozy sweater 😌✨️

also katsuki omg ! i have a pinterest board where i post the kind of style i think he would have so i am GLAD to talk about this question 😌 i think he's a lil picky so i don't have much but when i come across the right thing, it's going in there !! 😌 i think he is almost always wearing something comfy LOL if he can get away with it, he's wearing loose fitting pants and a jacket of some kind 😒 and the annoying thing is that he can pull off anything 😒 i think he would try to step it up a lil if we were going to an party or family's house, but he's not wearing anything tight LOL

tysm for asking sel !! 🥺 i love when you send in questions like this 😌 it gives me more to put in my self ship tag LMAOO smooching you 🩷

#i think he likes them pants with the pockets you know #i also think he likes nice athletic shoes #like if there's one thing he'll drop good money on it's shoes #not that he has pairs upon pairs #but the pairs he does have are. pricey #i want to imagine him in jeans so bad you have no idea but i can only see it on VERY RARE occasions and he's not thrilled LOL #✿ ask willow #✿ will x katsuki

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cherry-velvet-skies · 1 year

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I'm bored and depressed so let's rate each of the Beatles different eras based on how they looked because I can't think of anything else that would make me happier right now 🤭💕

I'm doing this individually, and we're starting with George because where the fuck else would we start but with our resident It Girl 💅🏻

Teddy Bear (Pre-Beatles Era)

I'm not a huge fan of the Teddy Era myself but I have no choice but to respect it, as George does look good

This is the only time his hair is up instead of down during Beatles Era but it's still cute

He knew what look he wanted and stuck with it. I admire the dedication.

7/10 because if I saw him at a party or something he would definitely catch my attention

Bowl (1962-63)

I'm not a fan and honestly I don't think George was either

As we know he hated having his hair cut, and they gave him the most cringe hairstyle ever and he just had to deal with it

But since he's George and he looks cute regardless it doesn't look as bad as it should have lmao

6.5/10 because George will never receive less than a 6 he is physically incapable of looking bad. The extra half point is also because I find the unibrow quite endearing 🤭

Mop Top (1964-65)

Out of all the bowl-cut renditions this one is by far my fave

Every time I rewatch AHDN and Help! I can't get over how cute he looks

When it would get messy and become Onion Hair™️ >>> (see Beatles For Sale album cover for reference)

7.5/10 because it's cute but not my all-time favorite George era. Would definitely be an honorable mention though

Shaggy (1966)

Softest era yet tbh

This was around the time they went to India so it's very clear that George is soon going to enter his truest form

They're not pictured, but this was also the era of the tiny circle sunglasses, which were an unbelievable serve

9/10 and I want to kiss him on the tip of his nose

Spiritual Awakening (1967)

yes Yes YES

Long hair + mustache combo = hot sexy realness

I must also address the fact that I never thought facial hair was attractive until George. That's how much I love this

10000/10 absolutely perfect no complaints ever I'm in love 😍

Victorian Vampire Realness (1968)

Also known as Cherry's Gender Goals

The only era where I can say I actually look like him 😌

I feel like it's missing something with the lack of facial hair, but the difference is not that significant

9/10 based on vibes alone, and I only deducted a point because I simultaneously want to be him and be with him. This confuses me.

Get Up and Go (1969) (pls tell me you get that reference)

I hope to someday be even a percentage of how stylish this man is

The grown out shag and mustache does something to me 🥴

I watch the scene of him practicing his slide routine wayyy more than I should...

120000/10 I wanna run my fingers through his hair while we make out

Hippie Jesus (1970)

There are several versions of this look, and the ones where his hair is a bit shorter is the preferred one for me.

Here, however, he looks like a whimsical forest entity and I have a certain appreciation for that

He looks very warm and cozy and that makes me want to hug him. I feel he would give amazing hugs 🥰

7.5/10 and I want to braid his hair

Sophisticated Gardener (1971-72)

Okay. HEAR ME OUT.

I'M NOT A FAN OF BEARDS. We have already discussed that. SO WHY THE FUCK AM I SO ATTRACTED TO THIS

I do not like how hot he looks like this. It confuses me to the point that it turns me on even more.

43625749/10 I wanna lay on a blanket in his garden and make love for hours 🥵🥵🥵

Pantene Commercial Applicant (1973)

DO YOU SEE HOW GLORIOUS HIS HAIR LOOKS

Paired with a mustache and oh my god I am on my knees

He also looks amazing in hats. Any and all hats 😁

100/10 he looks majestic and I wanna know his hair care routine

Dark Horse Gender Thief (1974-75)

Alright listen here bitch (affectionate)

If I don't look like this or exude this energy at some point in my life I am going to be very upset

The BDE is off the charts and the proof of existence is irrefutable.

1000/10 he's sexy and we ALL know it. In my mind we're kissing on the mouth but whatever 😤

Crackerbox Poodle (1976)

soft bby

wanna have tea and cookies with him (I don't even like tea but I would do it for him)

cuddles and blankets on cold winter days ftw

10/10 he would get me out of a depressive episode when no one else could 🥺💕

Permalicious (1977-78)

Dilf (Literally. This was around the time Dhani was born)

Not a huge fan of perms but he still looks cool

The was also the continuation of the cardigan era from '76 so let's just say now I'm picking up on some hipster vibes if you know what I mean

9.5/10 I'd let him take me on a museum date and then to an overpriced coffee shop (I don't like coffee either but you get it). Would probably make out with him too.

Mullet Dad(dy) (1979-80)

Hawaiian shirts and tacky necklaces we love to see it

THE EARRINGS OH MY GOD THE EARRINGS

He was so handsome in this era AND FOR WHAT

10/10 I'd sleep with him if he wanted me to

Inverted Bowl (1981-83)

George bby what happened

Like Bowl but spiky(?)

Doesn't look terrible but it was the 80s what do you expect

7/10 and those points are mostly coming from the pattern on the shirt and the overwhelming dilf energy

Long Lost Full House Character (1984-85)

This look is so 80s but I'm not mad at it

I didn't like it at first but the more I stare at it the more I fall in love with it

That could just be the power of George regardless of what he looks like but are we really gonna act surprised about that

50/10 he would 100% be able to seduce me by doing absolutely nothing

Oof (1986)

Teddy Boy? More like Teddy Middle-Aged Man 😳

Babe what did you do

Still got a cute face but I don't know what to make of this hairstyle

7/10 this one and Inverted Bowl are in a race to the bottom lmao

Author's Photo at the End of the Book (1987)

The dilfiest dilf to ever dilf oh mY GOD 🥴

He looks like a college professor and when I tell you I would have PERFECT attendance (there's a fic on AO3 about that if you're interested)

When I say I like older men THIS IS WHAT I FUCKING MEAN

36842957/10 Making love to this man would be one of the best experiences of my life. I've never wanted to fuck a man in his forties so badly PLEASE he would make me feel so loved and appreciated I JUST KNOW IT 🥵

Nelson Wilbury (1988-90)

You already know (Dilf)

The End of the Line and Handle With Care MVs are something that can be so personal

He could talk to me about trees for hours and I would never get bored

13498275/10 We're fucking and then taking a hot bath afterwards sorry I don't make the rules

Businessman Couture (1991-93)

If you saw the previous rating of this era no you didn't

I don't know what I was on he's so fucking hot

He still looks like a college professor but I'm not gonna pretend for one second that I ain't into that shit

49527428/10 I orginally had this at a 6.5/10 and I feel like I have to apologize to some higher power out there for the carnal sin I committed. I should've chosen a photo from 1992 specifically but I didn't and I feel that was a mistake. He has ruined my standards for men.

Cool Guru (1994-97)

The long hair has made a comeback I love it so much 💕

Literally has the most warm and welcoming energy I have ever seen. If he hugged me I would probably start crying

Seems like he would enjoy those sweet romantic park lunch dates 🥰

9.5/10 I would take a meditation class with him

Wholesome Dad (1998-∞)

Deserves all the love and appreciation

Would definitely be constantly creating new recipes for the food from his garden

He knew the real meaning of life and we all could learn a thing or two from him

100/10 the vibes are immaculate and I wish I could give him a hug 🥺💕🥰

#This took me way too long lmao #I will do the other members at some point don't worry #Tag yourself I'm Dark Horse Gender Thief for obvious reasons #george harrison #the beatles #beatles #ringo starr #john lennon #paul mccartney

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tiffanytoms · 2 years

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Okay so you’re married, right? So how did you know he is the one? Please don’t say, 'you know when you know'. Cz that's what everyone says and i just don’t get it. Like HOW DO you know? Like is there a list in your mind? If all the things checks out then he's the one? Also, how do you not freak out at the thought of spending a lifetime with someone? Like what if it doesn’t last and then you're devastated? And what if it gets boring? Like what do you do then? Get divorced bcz you're bored? Please help me i need answers.

Haha, hello fellow over-thinker 👋

First up: I want you to know that it gets better. I know it’s a cliche and overused, but I mean it here. I hated dating and found it very stressful, but being in a happy relationship really is like snuggling under a warm cozy blanket on a stormy day (with a plate of 🍪). Shit may be going on outside, but you’re good 😌 So while things may seem like a lot right now, I want you to know that someday, hopefully soon, it won’t feel that way anymore, and all this stress you’re feeling now will have been worth it. (Cheesy, I know 😋)

Now, I can’t possibly say anything that would speak to all personality types, or cultures, or stages in life, etc — so I will just write what worked for me, if that’s all right?

I knew my husband was the one bc of something you actually touched upon… boredom. My husband is the first and only person that I never get bored of. And you’re probably thinking that’s silly, but for me it’s the truth. I’m an introvert with social anxiety, so most of my interactions with ppl (even my friends!) can stress me out/fill me with panic. My husband is the first person who I don’t need a break from when I come home. In fact, he calms me down and is my safe space 💜 I love my parents to smithereens, but even after a few days of vacation, I would always need to do something solo — but with him I was locked inside an apt during the pandemic for over a year and, honestly, it was kinda great 😅

In the past when I was dating, I used to keep all my quirks and eccentricities under wraps. With him, I never had to. I could be myself. That being said, we compliment each other — I feel like being with me has made him more goofy, and being with him has made me try to have at least a little structure in my life 😂 We communicate — everything. If something is bothering one of us, we tell each other and do something about it. We travel ✈️ we want to see the world together, and how can you get bored doing that? We listen, even when the other is talking about a subject that we know nothing about, or wouldn't usually care for. *Cough cough* Harry Potter Erotica™️ for him 😆 I don’t understand half the stuff he tells me about coding, but I love it when he talks about it, bc his face will light up, and I love that shit.

I knew he was the one from how he used to help me do dog walks (one of my jobs) after a hard day of doing his own (much more stressful) job. I knew he was the one when he’d drive my dad to his chemo appointments in the mornings when he knew I’d stayed up all night crying. I knew he was the one when I came home one night super homesick after a long day, and he made me my favorite meal from my home country. I knew he was the one when he never treated me differently bc of my past sexual trauma, but helped me work thru it, and experiment, and bought me toys until I could finally (finally!!!) come. (Yeah, sex can be an important part of a lot of relationships, I don’t like pretending like it isn’t 😉) I knew he was the one because of how he treated me, my family, and the things I cared about.

I knew he was the one bc the thought of spending forever with him doesn’t freak me out. It excites me! Like, let’s fucking do this stupid thing called life together! 🥳

Obviously I just got married, so what do I really know, but we’ve been together for 8 years bc I had some of the same fears as you. I wanted to make sure everything was right, and the thought of it falling apart breaks my heart. But sometimes you gotta take that leap ♥️

Could something happen to one of us? Absolutely. Do I sometimes cry thinking of having to go on without him, or something happening to me and thinking about him and my dog all alone? Yes. I’m doing it right now, bc that thought fucking sucks. But at the end of the day, it’s really true:

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

So you didn’t want that one cliche, but got a bunch of others instead 🤪 Hope that kinda helped! You got this! 💪

#personal #mawage #anon asks

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homemade-clones · 9 months

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You probably already know why I'm here 😏 Looking for more information about my beloved Cheese 💚

For the wholesome OC asks (honestly, I would ask them all if I could): 2, 8, 9, 13, 24, 28, 30, 33, 36, 37, and 41.

Please and thank you 😘

@the-bad-batch-baroness

Oh, you know I'm always glad to help you learn more about this sweetheart boi 😌💖

2) Give them a warm drink of your choice, what would it be? Would their choice differ from yours?

I'd give him a nice cup of mulled wine, with all the honey, clove, and cinnamon! I feel he would quite enjoy all the individual flavors in it, plus comfort the beverage brings! Cheese would probably pick something easier to both make, and squeeze into his busy day. A cup of caf (the good type they smuggle sell in the 501st barracks). An easy, reliable classic.

8) What is a smell that makes them feel at home?

Maybe an unusual answer, but the GAR’s standard-issue laundry detergent. It’s something he really only gets to feel when he returns to Tipoca City. While he’s not particularly thrilled about thinking of it as home, being raised inside the smooth walls, safe from the dangers he faces every single mission, his brain came to associate it with safety. Save from when he’s being cuddled to sleep by his vode or SO, it’s when Cheese lies on his bunk and gets a whiff of the barely-there detergent that he sleeps the deepest.

9) How would they react if a person they love (friends and family included) gave them a flower bouquet unexpectedly?

A gift? A gift of flowers?? For him??? Sweet maker, the blessing of Jango’s melanin would be the only thing keeping Cheese’s face from blending into his hair with how hard this man blushes. He would be so touched and flustered and downright giddy that someone thought of him enough to get him a gift, and associated him — a soldier bred for war — with something as pretty and soft as flowers. Can and will profusely thank with words, hugs, and kisses (depending on relationship and the person’s boundaries ofc), once he stops being a flustered bean. Knows nothing of it, but will research on how to press flowers so that he can keep at least one of the flowers in his memento box (the man’s a lover of memories, of course he’s keeping it forever!).

13) Do they prefer warm or cold temperatures? Moreover, what is their favorite season and why?

Oh, though question! In his opinion, both temps have their merits: cold is good for snuggling, but warm is ideal for spending time outside! Still, he’s slightly more inclined to colder weather (he is but a humble cuddle bug). And as far as standard seasons go, Cheese is very fond of Winter — in special cloudy days. One: because of the aforementioned cozy mood. Two: if it looks like it will rain, then most of his vode are less prone to wander outside (and then come back with a stray animal, or ‘mysterious’ injuries for him to treat and try justifying in the med reports.)

24) How do they relax? Is that a solitary activity, a group activity, or both?

While he is not averse to group activities, his favorite winding-down ones aren’t the most attractive to all of his brothers. His go-to are: - Catching up to his favorite holodramas along with Tooka. Also, to any series he started watching with his s/o. Watching things together is one of his love languages; - Writing on his ‘notebook’; really a stack of flimsy cut to size and sewn together between two pieces of worn leather — Not much, but he made and it’s his. He writes whatever comes to mind, from Situations his brothers got into, to poetry or even imaginary scenarios he’d like to live with his s/o; - On occasion, he enjoys some Floor Time™ with the massiffs (because they will always invite themselves into what they see as Puppy Pile Time), because it feels good on his back; - And Once in a blue moon, you’ll catch him at 79’s tucked in a booth, having a chat with his batchmates over a cocktail.

28) What would they do if their favorite pet suddenly fell asleep on their lap?

Pfft, now that's one very common occurrence, considering how many massiffs they share the barracks with. While he avoids letting them get on his lap because save for Aid who is a smaller breed, they are hefty (Socks in special). But if it does happen? Then he will gladly accept his fate. If his legs growing numb is in the will of the Force, who is him to fight against it?

30) What is their love language?

Giving: Quality time (be with him!), closely followed by physical touch (be glued with him!), and then acts of service (pls let him help you with chores). Receiving: Physical touch (don't let him go), quality time (be with him! x2) and words of affirmation (please, please assure him that he’s enough for you)

33) What is their favorite color? And which colors do they like to wear the most?

His favorite color is salmon (#fa8072)! Whenever possible (aka outside Kamino’s walls), he likes to wear light colors, like yellow, green, and pink. But he won’t turn his nose at the familiar shades of dark gray and teal of his armor.

36) What would they gift to their partner or their best friends to show their affection?

If his s/o isn’t opposed to having their pictures taken, he’ll gift them both candid pics and happy moments captured on his Polaroid (‘to remember the good moments, if he doesn’t make back to them’). But he’d also gift them small things he came across during missions: a colorful pebble, a feather, a necklace with pretty colors he got from a street vendor. If he gets on his feelings, he may write them a letter.

37) Give them your credit card for five minutes; what would they buy?

A body pillow (those big, horseshoe-shaped ones), a family-sized packet of the good caf Wolffe drinks, and maybe a new fidget toy for Bedbug, because the current one is about to break.

41) If they were a bath bomb, what scents and colors would you use to describe their personality?

Scents: Something warm and full, like spice and honey. A sweetness that comforts and invites relaxing, but with the underlying heat that entices the senses. Colors: Warm and rich in color (think an orangish cream), streaked here and there with golden and white. Drop it in the water and watch the foam gather like clouds in the sky, and the colors swirl around each other, painting a perfect and vibrant sunset on the water. Settles in a rich golden hue, with a sheen pleasant to the eye.

#about: my ocs #oc: ct 2437 | medic cheese #squad: mist squad #ask: answered #thank you for the ask!#blog: the bad batch baroness

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mishervellous · 2 years

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paola, my love, my light, i'm a little late today (did he say at one in the morning), but i couldn't stop thinking about you the entire day 🥺🌷

my sister and her man dragged me out to ikea and i couldn't stop thinking about heading out to italy or our -so far imaginary- bus drive and the casual touches, and, like, just picturing the whole slipping hands in pockets and resting heads on shoulders while looking at the exhibitions and just being relaxed and comfortable with each other, and i'm just maybe a very tiny bit sappy about it okay, and, well, you brought up being a period-husband, so, it's on you, really, but, catch this-

i'll come down to italy first thing, snatch you out of town, quick wedding - as number one stan we might have to work out the logistics of how @gallawitchxx's going to be able to attend - and then, then the life starts, we'll buy ourselves some nice old farm, with acres of fields and/or pastures and a barn, and we'll have our own herd of sheep flocked in with some cows, and we can't forget about our dear cats, and if you want to maybe we could have our own little garden, too? and a bee hive (maybe i'll even admit this is me trying to be punny)? and when i come home from working the fields and tending to the herd we kiss hello on the porch or you come and pick me up because i've forgotten the time once again and the sun's already setting, but instead of rushing home we'll take a little walk through our pastures, just holding hands and talking about our days or just silently enjoying the scenery and each other's company, or i'll proudly show you our crops 🌾 or, or we'll just have dinner out on the pasture between the sheep, and some of them will join us and try to nibble on the edges of our blankets and we'll tell their silly assess off, but we'll also grin and laugh through it - and on occasion we just drive out to the beach (or maybe it's even in walking distance, who knows, let's amp up the sappiness even more), just watching the waves roll by, or maybe we get silly ourselves, leaving our shoes in the sand and playing catch in the shallow water until we're more or less soaking wet but laughing like little kids, and when we're finally home we enjoy dinner together, whatever it might be any given day, i'm flexible, until we snuggle up on the couch or, if it's a particularly draining day, in bed, just exchanging silent whispers of what makes the other loveable and it's just ... a home full of warmth and love, okay 🥺🌷🌼

to be fair, i gotta warn you, you'll probably have to console me every time we'll have to sell some of the calves or the lambs because the herd's getting too big or when we'll have to put them down due to age or being sick 🥺😭

(absolutely not written to make you all warm and fuzzy and maybe blush or to indulge any shipping anons, obviously- *cough* hope you sleep tight and cozy and have the best of dreams tonight 😌💙🌼)

my dear nosho, i’m sorry it took so long for me to answer but to be completely honest with you i think this ask deserves to be framed and admired and treasured rather than answered to because any addition to it would be absolutely superfluous and redundant. i think you said everything already and perfectly so 😌

i’ll say this: how does it feel to be the sweetest person on the planet? giving me something so warm and endearing to think about all day and all night? i bet even that shipping anon would thank you for having that big, beautiful, gentle brain of yours because this isn’t just indulgent to them, it’s adding fuel to the fire (and i bet they love it eheh) (and by them i also mean me. i love it. so much)

i’m usually a talkative little lad but you left me speechless and that’s saying something. i don’t have much to add except know i’ve been rereading this nonstop and it never fails to bring me so much happiness and that if we don’t start on our bus drive and its derivatives asap i will pout forever

just….ugh!! i love you so much. the world (including me!!) doesn’t deserve you 💙🌷🌾

#you guys aren’t ready for my hubby’s sweetness on this fine tuesday #🥺💙🌷#daily hubby my beloved 💙#daily serotonin my beloved more like #creepervellous 🌷🌼#💙💙💙💙#ask

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lonelyvomit · 2 years

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♣️? 👉👈💕

You’re my: softest sweetest beloved friend 🥺🤲🖤

How I met you: BC tumblr

Why I follow you: I fell in love with your art and then very quickly notized how friendly and sweet you were to everyone, and you're just such a warm light presence around here 🥺

Your blog is: super cute and cozy and safe and I love how much art you reblog 🥺🖤

Your URL is: I know hexchen means a witch!! I love it cus it's just fun to roll my r way too long when I say krrrrrauter 😌

Your icon is: baby boy. baby. beloved.

A random fact I know about you: you share my Ghost brainworms and know to appreciate Aether like he deserves 😌🖤

General opinion: literally one of the most precious creatures to ever walk this earth

A random thought I have: my all time fave Niko mlems are the ones you've drawn for me 🤲

#asks

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angelbaby-fics · 2 years

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Hi! I was wondering if I could send in a request???

Here it is: A very sleepy r. Trouble waking baby up from naps. Especially mornings. Just curls back up and ignores everyone. Half asleep during entire morning routine and nodding off at breakfast with like mouth full or face in the food idk. Definitely not self projecting w this lol. Steve Bucky or both idrc

Thank you if you decide to do it!! This is my first time requesting to you! 💗💗🥰🧸

Sleepyhead

Word Count: 750

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem terms used)

A/N: omg this was almost hard to write because i had SO much coffee today i am bouncing off the walls lol 😝 but steve & bucky are so cozy i wish i could fall asleep with them lol i think i'd have the most relaxed sleep of my life 😌🛌

“Wakey wakey, baby!”

Steve swiped his thumb across your forehead, attempting to gently rouse you from sleep as Bucky threw the curtains open. The morning sunlight hitting your face made you turn out of Steve’s grasp and into the nest of blankets, pillows, and stuffies you’d gathered up during the night. You smiled as you inhaled the lingering scent of the lavender mist that your daddies sprayed over your pillowcases before bed. With the light of the sun now out of your face but the warmth of it filling the room, you began to slowly drift away back into slumber.

Until Steve pulled the blanket off you.

“Come on, honey, rise and shine.” He whispered, still trying to coax you out of sleep as opposed to forcing you.

“Mmmmmnnnnoooooooooo…” You mumbled into the pillow, kicking your legs around, trying to find any warmth you could on the bedsheet.

Bucky came to join Steve at the side of your bed, laying his left hand across your back. The cold touch of the metal made your eyes pop open, and you squinted and blinked a few times before finally turning around with a stretch and a yawn to face your two daddies. “Ooh, big stretch baby!” Bucky said, which made you giggle a little bit.

Steve leaned towards you, the tip of his nose brushing yours which caused you to go crosseyed and giggle some more.

“Are you ready for breakfast babydoll?” He asked.

“Mmmaybe…” You mumbled, your eyelids starting to droop a little again.

“What if I told you it's pancakes with chocolate chips and a cherry on top?” He bargained, perking you up a bit more.

“And whipped cream and chocolate syrup?”

Steve took in a sharp breath. “Ohh, I don’t know about all that. How about if you get dressed by yourself, you can pick one or the other?”

You weighed your options before ultimately shaking your head. You decided the extra toppings simply weren’t worth the effort of getting out of your comfy pajamas. Steve laughed, somewhat surprised at your decision but not wanting to fight it. He knew you had a sweet tooth and besides, he didn’t really want you to have that much sugar first thing in the morning.

“You want me to carry you too?” Steve asked, sensing you were a little smaller in your tired state.

You nodded with a smile, your eyes falling closed again as you felt Steve’s strong arms lifting you out of the comfort of the bed. You latched your limbs around his large frame, soaking up his warmth and his comforting scent. You’d almost fallen back asleep when he let you down on the dining chair. Bucky set a stack of pancakes on the placemat in front of you and kissed your head.

“Here you are, your highness. Daddy’s famous chocolate pancakes!” He said with a grin.

You picked up the plastic fork and began to dig in, a chocolate chip melting on your tongue as you sighed happily.

“I’m gonna go get your clothes out, okay sleepyhead?” Steve asked, and you nodded, not even bothering to look over at him.

The mix of the warm and sweet breakfast, Steve’s kiss to your cheek before he left towards your bedroom, the soft jazz music Bucky had playing over the speakers, and your warm footie pajamas still had you ensnared in sleep, even as you tried to eat your breakfast. Bucky was cleaning up the kitchen when he called out to you.

“How are they, bub? I added some chocolate syrup anyway, don’t tell papa okay?” He asked, but there was no answer.

Bucky turned around to find you with your head resting on the dining table, strands of your hair strewn across the plate, a snore softly escaping your parted lips. Bucky frowned just as Steve walked back into the room.

“Honey, I think somethings wrong. She fell back asleep, I don’t know why!” Bucky said with concern.

“I do.” Steve replied, smirking as he held up a book and a flashlight. “I found this under her pillow while making the bed. Looks like someone stayed up all night reading way past her bedtime.”

Bucky laughed.

“Should we wake her up then?” He asked.

“No, I don’t think so. After all, we shouldn’t punish her for reading.” Steve replied.

“But what about her hair? It's covered in chocolate!”

“Well, as the person who gave her that chocolate it sounds like that should be your responsibility!” Steve joked, his laughter finally bringing you out of sleep.

Taglist: @babybatdani @cherryynoir @chiyongberry @simpingbutch @xxxqueenlaufeysonxxxxo @mogaruke @flthyhrts @swfpugh @mariefischer @stuckysgirl27 @stevebuckyplzfuckme @leialittleone @midnight-dreams-23 @mischiefsemimanaged

#little!reader #stucky x little!reader #bucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #steve x little! reader #agere fic #chloe's fic

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drabbles-mc · 2 years

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Stomp Twice

Javier Peña x F!Reader

Part 2 can be found Here

Warnings: alcohol, valentine’s day fluff

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: The kitchen is the most intimate room in a home and no I will not be taking criticism at this time. 😌 I’ve been struggling to write for a hot minute not but when I tell you that this just fell out of me?? I don’t know how but I’m not upset about it.Also it’s not a holiday if I don’t write something fluffy for my coveted DEA agent. Please enjoy the Valentine’s Day fluff that Javi deserves.

Narcos Taglist: @thesandbeneathmytoes @garbinge @bruxasolta @winchestershiresauce @sizzlingcloudmentality @alm0501 @panagiasikelia @616wilsons @hauntedforsst @mirabee @buckybarneshairpullingkink @boomclapxox (If you want to be added to the taglist, just let me know!)

It felt much later than it really was. The only light coming through your windows was from the street lamps outside, warm yellow casting shadows against the opposite wall. Your apartment was homey, but lighting had always been lacking. Since you were usually only there to catch a few hours of sleep and a shower, it never bothered you much. You had a few lamps here and there, and thankfully the kitchen was the one well-lit space. It meant that your place always felt a little dark, but still warm and cozy in its own way.

You could hear the television from the apartment beneath you, and you chuckled to yourself as you toiled away in the kitchen, mixing batter in the largest bowl you had, which wasn’t very large at all. Valentine’s Day had never been a big point of excitement for you, even when you had a partner to spend it with. It was your first one in Colombia, though, and even though it felt a little silly, you celebrated it with yourself. You got yourself your favorite bottle of wine, things to make your favorite meal along with brownies for dessert. You figured you’d bring some in for the guys the next day, just because.

The bottle of wine was now almost empty, dishes from dinner in the sink. The radio played quietly as you waited for the brownies to finish baking. Your entire body felt warm, and you were content. It’d never been a day that made you feel lonely, not even now so far from everything that you knew and considered familiar. The soft Latin music that had been playing on the radio all night made your poorly-lit apartment feel like home as it filled with the smell of brownies.

You were surprised by the fact that you could still hear the television from downstairs. It was serendipitous at best that your apartment was the one directly above Javier’s. You’d been transferred down much later than him, and it took you both about a week to realize you were coming and going from the same two places. Being neighbors came in handy sometimes, especially if one of your cars broke down or one of you needed a helping hand getting up the stairs after being injured. You were friends, but aside from brief drop-offs and pick-ups, you never really spent much time inside each other’s apartments. One time you’d dropped off a bottle of whiskey outside his door after he’d had a particularly emotionally draining day, essentially playing ding-dong-ditch when you dropped it off. You weren’t fast enough, though, and he’d caught you as you reached the stairs.

He let out a whistle to get your attention, a tired smile on his face as he picked up the bottle, “Thanks, kid.”

Thinking back on the memory made you smile, but it also circled you back around to the present. You figured that if anyone at the embassy was going to have plans on Valentine’s Day, it would be Javier. There was no shortage of women at your job, or in Colombia in general, that would gladly spend their Valentine’s Day with him. And he was exactly the kind of man, you figured, to indulge one of them for the night. It wasn’t like both parties didn’t know what they were getting into when it came to him. It was curious to you, then, why it seemed like he was spending it watching television alone in his apartment.

Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the fact that you had a bit of a soft-spot for the slightly grumpy man who lived a mere flight of stairs away from you, or maybe it was because you figured that even if you were content on your own, a little company never hurt anyone on a holiday. Whatever it was, you found yourself stomping your foot hard, twice, on the floor right above where the television came through the loudest.

And then you waited. No more than a minute later, you were rewarded with two thuds coming up from the floor beneath you. Laughing, probably loud enough for him to hear you, you stomped two more times, hoping he would get the hint. You were met with silence, and you glanced hopefully over at your door. The noise from the TV stopped, and a minute or so later, you heard two knocks at your door, and a smile broke out across your face.

Practically running over to unlock it, you pulled the door open, a buzzed smile on your face that Javier thought paired perfectly and beautifully with your glassy eyes.

“You stomped?” he chuckled.

You laughed, nodding as you pulled the door open the rest of the way, gesturing for him to come inside, “Yea, seemed like less effort than walking downstairs to knock.”

“Everything alright up here?” he looked around, actually trying to take it all in for the first time.

“Yea,” as you said it, you realized you hadn’t thought this through too far, “yea everything’s alright,” you made your way back to the kitchen, holding up the bottle of wine that had maybe just enough for two more glasses, “Wine?”

“You know I don’t turn down free drinks,” there was a smile tugging at the edges of his mouth as he walked over, leaning back against the counter as he watched you grab a glass for him.

He chuckled when he realized that you were still pouring his wine into a tumbler. The amused grin on your face as you filled the cup let him know that the humor was just as much for yourself as it was for him. You topped off your own glass before tossing the now-empty bottle into the garbage. Taking one glass in each hand, you walked over and handed Javi the tumbler, a smile on your face.

He thanked you, and there was a beat of silence before he nodded towards the dishes in the sink, “I didn’t make the cut for the dinner invite?” he chuckled before taking a sip of the wine.

You laughed, shaking your head, “I actually just figured that you of all people would have dinner plans.”

“Me of all people?” he arched his eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, “Don’t say that like you don’t know that we work in an office full of women who would love to be wined and dined by you on Valentine’s Day.”

“And yet,” he held up his glass, “I’m the one being wined and…” he laughed, “just wined, really.”

You laughed, shaking your head as you tried to blame the burning sensation creeping up your face and the butterflies in your stomach on the wine you’d had before he got there. Attempting to keep your composure, you came back with, “You might’ve missed dinner, but,” you nodded towards the oven, “dessert is almost ready.”

“Feels like I’m intruding on such a nice night that you planned for yourself,” he smiled at you over the rim of his glass, eyes searching yours for some kind of answer that he wasn’t finding.

“If anything, I was the intrusive one. You know, with the stomping and all.”

“Good thing I’m not one apartment over, or you’d have a really pissed off downstairs neighbor.”

“Thought I still might,” you retorted with a soft laugh.

“Never,” he gave a slight shake of his head.

That one word made your heart thud faster in your chest. Your hand wrapped a little tighter around the wine glass in your hand as you tried to keep your alcohol-intensified feelings under control. Your brain scrambled for something to say but you were coming up empty. Lucky for you, the universe was on your side just this once, and the timer for the oven went off. Unable to stop yourself, you let out a sigh of relief as you set your glass down and slipped on your oven mitts before pulling the oven door open.

Javier watched you, feeling like this was the first time that he was really seeing you. You sat at a desk next to him all day, and the two of you had seen enough other busted up and bleeding, streaked with sweat and dirt and grime, but this felt different than that. It felt more intimate. There you were, in an old t-shirt and comfy pajama shorts, clearly intended for a night in by yourself, just the slightest bit off-kilter from the alcohol. The energy in your apartment felt so soft and inviting, and he couldn’t help but to think that a lot of that had to do with you.

“It’ll be a few minutes before they’re cool enough to eat,” your voice snapped Javier out of his thoughts as you carefully set the pan on the counter, “but they’ll be worth the wait I promise.”

“I don’t doubt it,” he hardly even noticed the fact that he was smiling as he watched you fan them off with your oven mitt, like that would actually speed up the cooling process a whole lot.

“I was going to bring these in for you and Steve tomorrow,” you told him honestly as you opened the top drawer and pulled out a knife, “but since you were lucky enough to be home,” you cut a square from the corner of the pan and placed it on a napkin before holding it out to him, “you get to have one fresh.”

He laughed as he took it from you, “Lucky seems like an understatement,” he watched as you cut a piece for yourself.

You beamed over at him, holding out your wine glass, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Javi.”

He chuckled, but indulged you as he clinked his glass against yours, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

It was comfortably quiet between you for a few minutes as the two of you sipped on your wine and enjoyed the warmth and sweetness of brownies fresh from the oven. Something about the look on Javier’s face told you that he hadn’t had a safe, cozy night in like this in far too long, and homemade baked goods certainly didn’t hurt either.

The only noise in the apartment besides the occasional sound of one of your glasses clinking against the counter was the music playing from your radio. Without realizing it, you found yourself beginning to sway slightly to the music as you took another sip of your wine, and Javi couldn’t do anything other than watch you with a smile on his face. The dazed expression he had wasn’t from the alcohol, although if you had asked him that’s exactly what he would’ve blamed it on. You just looked so peaceful, so happy, so at home, and he wondered what it was like to feel so comfortable like that in the presence of another person.

“Not that I mind any of this,” he gestured to the glass and the pan of brownies that was between you, “but what made you, you know,” he tapped the heel of his shoe against your floor.

You laughed, and for the first time all night you felt a wave of embarrassment beginning to wash over you. Dropping your gaze to the floor, you shook your head, “I don’t…I don’t know. Just felt like I should,” you forced yourself to look at him, “I wasn’t planning on having any company tonight, really.”

“No?”

You smiled, shaking your head, “No. I was just going to spend it with myself,” you saw the expression that flashed across his face for a moment and you immediately shook your head, “Not in a sad way,” you laughed, “Having some time to enjoy my own company was nice.”

“Sorry to barge in,” he chuckled but you could see the confusion in his eyes.

“I want you here,” it wasn’t the most graceful way to say it, but you also weren’t the most graceful person, “I just mean…you’re not barging in,” you paused for a moment, “You realize this is the first time we’ve ever really hung out at home even though we live one floor away from each other?”

He nodded, “Thought about that the second you stomped on my ceiling,” a smirk tugged at the edge of his mouth.

“Right,” a slightly embarrassed smile passed over your face, “Why is that, though?”

“Hm?”

“Why haven’t we ever done this before?”

He shrugged, “Never walked with heavy enough feet, I guess.”

You rolled your eyes, fighting the urge to laugh, “I’m serious, Javi!”

“Maybe if you didn’t make a habit of playing ding-dong-ditch, we would’ve done this sooner,” he flashed a smile.

It got you to finally let out the laugh that had been bubbling in your chest, “Maybe.”

“You want to do this more often?” he lifted an eyebrow, and you knew it was a question that was far more loaded than it seemed on the surface.

You shrugged, drumming your fingers on your glass, “I mean, yea, why not?”

“Alright,” he nodded, taking a sip of his wine, “just stomp twice, then. And I’ll be right up.”

Laughter overpowered the music from the radio, “You can be sweet when you wanna be, you know?”

He shook his head, “Don’t tell anyone else that,” there was a hint of a smirk playing at his lips.

He watched you as your fingers deftly handled the knife, slicing yourself another small piece of brownie from the tray. Looking over at him, you pointed the knife at him then down at the pan, silently asking him if he wanted more. He chuckled and shook his head, and you simply shrugged before taking a bite of the piece you’d just gotten for yourself.

“So you really didn’t have plans tonight?” you couldn’t get past that.

“What’re you talking about?” he laughed, “This is my plan,” he motioned between the two of you.

You laughed, “Am I your valentine, Javier?”

“Certainly seems that way, doesn’t it?” he chuckled.

His response and the smile on his face made your stomach flip. You forced your body to communicate with your brain, managing a nod, “It does.”

He stepped in closer to you, and your entire body froze. There was a softness in his eyes that you hadn’t ever seen before, and it sent warmth through every limb. He lifted his hand, and even though you had no idea what he was about to do, you weren’t going to fight him on much of anything.

His thumb lightly brushed along your chin. You wanted nothing more than to melt into the warmth emanating from the pad of his finger, and he gladly would’ve let you. In an attempt to check himself, he filled the growing silence between you, “Had a crumb.”

You laughed, completely aware of the way his hand was still gently cupping your chin, “I was saving that for later.”

He smiled at you, shaking his head, “I owe you, then.”

You smiled, feeling like your legs were going to give way beneath you, “I guess that’s fair.”

“Or we can call it even for not inviting me to dinner,” he felt like he was closer with each word.

You hardly heard your own voice, “That could work.”

“Even?”

You swallowed hard as you nodded you head, “Even,” there was a beat of silence and you could feel your heart trying to beat clean out of your chest, “Javi, I—”

You didn’t get to finish the sentence, which was probably for the best since you had no idea where it was going. He leaned in, pressing his lips to yours. Your legs turned to jello beneath you as you looped your arms around him to brace yourself. He tasted sweet, like wine and chocolate, and the closer you pressed yourself to him, the more you could feel his heart thudding in his chest.

When you both came back up for air, your face felt like it was on fire. It was hard to meet his gaze as your hands slid down so that your palms were resting against his chest. Trying to catch your breath, your eyes glanced down at the floor.

“For someone who wanted to spend tonight alone,” there was a tinge of humor to his voice, “you make good company.”

You laughed, shaking your head as you fought the urge to bury your face in your hands, “You’re just saying that because I have wine and food.”

“That didn’t hurt,” his laughter was soft, “Hey,” he waited for you to look at him again before stealing another soft kiss from you.

“I’m glad you came up,” your chest felt lighter as you said the words.

“Me too.”

“You could stay, you know,” you fiddled with the pocket on his shirt, “I know it’s a long way home for you.”

He laughed, nodding, “Yea, it’s probably too late to make that trip now. Besides,” his hand gently brushed along your cheek, “my upstairs neighbor is always stomping on my ceiling.”

“Sounds annoying,” you laughed, “you should talk to her about that.”

He chuckled, “It’s on my to-do list.”

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explicitred · 3 years

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Childe Swimming/Pool Headcanons - (Male Reader)

Childe Pool/Swimming Headcanons - (Male Reader)

Zhongli Swimming Date: https://explicitred.tumblr.com/post/667754362938048512/zhongli-swimmingpool-male-headcanons

Xiao Swimming Date: https://explicitred.tumblr.com/post/667844958852726784/xiao-swimmingpool-headcanons-male-reader

Albedo Swimming Date: https://explicitred.tumblr.com/post/668026149456183296/albedo-swimmingheadcanons-male-reader

Scaramouche Swimming Date: https://explicitred.tumblr.com/post/668116744078032896/scaramouche-swimmingpool-headcanons-male

Oh-ho-ho? Are you ready to swim? Because be prepared! It’ll be fun with Childe around!☺️😊

(And yes I know that it's currently almost winter but I have no more story ideas lmao)

-I’ll be honest, Childe was TOO excited it freaked his co-workers out.

-Sure, he is always smiling and happy. But Childe’s way too happy right now, even for him to manage usually.

-The 11th Fatui Harbinger adored you very much, so much that Childe was dancing and singing in the Palace...? Damn. That's a whole new level lmao

-Scaramouche and Signora became overly annoyed at Childe with his constant voice roaming around the place.

-Alright, it was now 2 PM. Time to go to the destined destination and do Mission B: Make this swimming date a good one!

You sighed as you received yet another letter from a Fatui Skirmisher.

All the recent letters you have received were complaints from Scaramouche and Signora about Childe, telling you how they wish they could've burned him; as a result of their annoyance. And how you should've invited them (individually) instead, as well as going as far as listing a bunch of reasons on why they would've been better.

You knew that they both also had a crush on you, along with the other harbingers. Of course, if you weren't a Fatui Harbinger as well... How would you have “spied” on them and known of this quickly?

Suddenly, you then heard loud footsteps that came eagerly.

“Hello, comrade! How are you doing?” Childe exclaimed in delight that he was here earlier than he had been expecting.

‘Pat on the back Ajax!’ Childe thought to himself, as his grin developed wider.

“Ah, hello Childe. I'm doing good, thank you for asking.” You nodded and replied calmly.

His eyes moved from your face to the dozens of letters in your hands.

“Oh? Comrade, what are those letters about?” He questioned curiously.

“Letters from Signora and Scaramouche; about how annoying you were at the palace.” You nonchalantly said, as if it was a casual everyday thing.

Childe smiled lightly and droplets of sweat suddenly appeared out of nowhere, on the right side near his forehead.

“Well, never mind that. Let's enjoy our time here.” You said, as you finally ended the conversation.

-You guys would have a luxury time, I mean- you both are Fatui Harbingers after all.

-There’d be pool noodles, drinks, snacks, etc. Heck, even large duck floaties because why not

-You both will occasionally splash water at each other, and create “tornadoes” with your arms, spinning with your body.

-Of course, water gun fights are a must for Childe.

(I also would like some watermelon after swimming, thanks 👀✨)

-Hand-feeding each other snacks? Sure 🥺

-Of course, if you both have washed your hands first and all that.

-Then you allow Childe to be hand-fed by you while he blushes brightly and grins

-You both would be relaxed, sitting or still in the pool while telling each other stories

-Everything has been going great so far 🥰❤️

-After the fun swimming day, you both would be in a blanket all cozy and warm, watching a movie relaxed. 😌 😗

-Today had been a peaceful and fun day; if it had not been for Signora and Scaramouche breaking the door when you both were getting to the good part of the movie.

“Childe, you are a little rascal I could easily smush under my feet. Do not press my buttons, I'm warning you~”

“Childe, do you want to die?”

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anonymous-eggy · 2 years

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I bet Nicky just radiates heat, he can just stuff his face in my chest and itll fit perfectly with my arms wrapped around it, just,,, very warm, soft face 😌😌

This brings me to another conclusion and a request: HC for Nicky being a heat radiator??

YES! YES!!!

(remember to check my hc rules before requesting!)

First things first: BEST. HUGS. EVER.

His hugs are like those mornings where you wake up and you’re all cozy and warm in your blankets.

If you’re always cold, he’s always holding you. You’re like his lil ice pack <3

Taking a nap on this man. OOUGH taking a nap on this man.

You ever seen how peaceful and content a cat looks while napping in the sunlight? That’s how it feels to lay on him and take a nap.

During the winter, his warmth is a life saver. It could be below freezing and all you need to do is wiggle your way into his coat with him and shove your face into his chest and bam you’re warming up already.

I do think it would be so funny if you had cold hands and pressed them on his bare back unexpectedly bc he would absolutely arch his back and make a funny noise.

He’s not the type of warm person to ice box the entire house though. The man wears suits all the time (even in summer), he’s pretty resistant to temperatures and probably just keeps it pleasantly warm or cool in his house.

I don’t think you’ll ever be shivering with him around. He won’t care where you are or who’s watching, if you need his warmth, you’re getting it.

Just sitting next to him, you can feel his comforting warmth radiating off of him

Tbh his heart melts every single time you give in and lean your head on his shoulder and hug is arm.

And ooohohoho yes if you hug his warm face to your chest, he’ll get so blushy and press kisses there while wrapping his arms around you.

And good lord, if you beg him to stay in bed with you in the mornings because he’s so warm, he will fold faster than the folding chair I fell through in highschool.

He’s so weak for you he’d probably cancel everything or have someone else take care of things in order to stay in bed with you for as long as you’d like.

If you’re also warm…good luck not overheating.

Nicky won’t mind the heat, but if you get sweaty and overheat easily the poor guy is gonna try to figure out how he can cuddle with you without making you overheat.

If he has to make the house colder and get a fan for you, he will.

His body warmth is probably more intimidating to those who aren’t close to him.

Chris probably pokes at him for being a softie when he’s holding you and giving you warmth.

Ofc only when it’s just you three, Chris respects you and Nicky and would think better than to say that stuff in front of the other guys.

Tbh none of the guys dare question how tough Nicky is, even when he's soft with you in front of them. they know what he's capable of.

Honestly they find it intimidating in itself that he's not afraid to be soft with you but tough with them at the same time 🤔

sorry it's not much, but this was nice to think ab! especially since it's so cold in my house rn 😔

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whoreiaki-kakyoin · 2 years

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I love a catgirl AU where Caesar's taken me in and gradually it becomes more...

Mm catgirl au 😌🥰 Honestly, Caesar never saw himself as the type to take in a hybrid to begin with. But when he meets you, you’re just so sweet and affectionate and charming…. Something in him melts when you nuzzle against his hand with a soft purr. He could use some company, and so could you, and look at those big, wide eyes of yours. He isn’t going to leave such a sweet kitty, he’s not heartless!

Before you know it, you’ve found such a nice home with Caesar. He gets you a pretty collar and a fluffy cat bed to sleep in, and he’s very kind to you! He gives you scratches behind your ears, lets you stretch out in his lap if he’s reading or having a smoke, and he’s nice to talk to. He doesn’t even seem to mind that you really just use the cat bed for naps, preferring to snuggle up on his bed at night. You can’t help yourself— it’s so cozy, and you like getting to sleep next to your owner! He’s warm and smells nice and speaks softly to you, and you can’t help but purr even thinking about him! …. Oh.

You can’t be the first catgirl who’s had feelings for her owner, you know, but he calls you gattina in that soft, teasing tone, and he pampers you, loving to pet you and brush you and tie pretty ribbons in your hair or get you new collars— even one with a cute little bell! You can always cheer him up on a bad day by jumping into his lap, and you swear you’ve even seen him blush when you rub up against him and nuzzle his face.

He doesn’t even bring girls around anymore. He had someone over for dinner once, but seemed concerned when you sulked in your bed the whole time, your tail lashing moodily. You didn’t even come sleep next to him that night! He never mentioned it to you, and you felt bad for being jealous, but he doesn’t bring any women home now. You mention it one night as you sit in his lap, curious.

“Caesar?”

“Yes, my dolce gattina?”

“Um.” Your tail flicks nervously as your ears flatten against your head. “You… you never date anymore. I wondered if that was because of me… if I was bad….”

“Oh, principessa, no…. No, you’re so very, very good for me, tesoro, always.” He scratches under your chin, right in the spot he knows you love, and you sigh. You blink wide eyes at him, and he smiles, cupping your cheek before he leans in to press a soft kiss to your lips. “Still. My loss of interest in other women… that does indeed have something to do with you.” You nuzzle his cheek happily, and he chuckles at the loud purr that rumbles in your chest.

“You mean it? Really?” He pulls you closer, scratching behind your ears with a smile.

“Of course, gattina. I love you so very much.” You can’t help but giggle against his lips before kissing him again.

“I love you, too.”

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mammonprotectionsquad · 3 years

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If you can't tell, I'm in a very soft mood, tonight xD so here are some sweet hc's with Asmo 😌

Gentle moments with Asmo

There was more to Asmo than met the eye. Yes, he was one of the most beautiful creatures you'd ever seen, but to you, it was only secondary.

What had really drawn you to him in the end, that made you fall for him hard, were the little, sweet things he always did. Things most people probably either didn't know about or it was just blatantly overlooked.

While he was indeed very touchy, it wasn't all sexual. In fact, a lot of the time it was rather innocent. Holding hands when you walked around town, during your shopping trips. Pecking the back of your hand, showering your face in kisses. Arms wrapped around your waist from behind to snuggle close, no matter where you were or who was around.

He never gave you the feeling like his compliments were hollow. That he only said them to wrap you around his finger and get what he wanted.

You knew he meant everything he said. And when you were insecure about your looks, your body... He made sure to plant you right in front of the mirror and refused to let you go until he made you realize how beautiful you were. Why he loved the things on you that you hated, for whatever reason. That you were perfect exactly how you were. With him, there was no room for insecurities.

Asmodeus always made sure you took care of yourself. And if you were in no state to do so? He did it for you.

One day, when you returned from a night out, you only managed to slip out of your shoes, before you collapsed face first on the bed.

"No, MC! You can't sleep like that! You need to take your makeup off!"

When the only response he got was incoherent grumbling, he sighed quietly. Afterwards gently coaxing you into rolling on your back.

His touch was light, ever so gentle when he made it his job to take over your skincare. Skipping the face mask for the night, since you actually fell asleep when he wasn't even done taking off your makeup.

When you woke up in the morning, you noticed that he also went as far as helping you into your pj's. And on the nightstand was some water along with a sweet note of telling you to stay hydrated and how much he loved you.

A thing he liked to do a lot was giving you something from his wardrobe that complimented your outfit perfectly. Not only did it make you being his partner even more obvious, but he enjoyed perfecting your looks.

So when you showed up in his room, no matter if it's to ask for his opinion on your clothes or just to see him, he would always start gushing about how good you looked. At the same time already rummaging through his closet until he found the perfect item to give to you. His eyes gleaming with pure joy. Making it impossible not to smile with him.

Whenever you woke up from a nightmare, shaking and maybe even crying, you never hesitated to go to his room.

And Asmo never got mad at you, even though you were interrupting his beauty sleep. But to him, you're far more important.

The second his sleep fogged mind picked up on your distressed state, he immediately opened his arms so you could snuggle into his chest. With him tugging the blanket around the two of you. Turning you into a cozy blanket burrito.

If you wanted to talk about your dream, he'd listen patiently. If not, that was also fine. He understood that it wasn't always easy to talk about things that upset you.

Nevertheless, he was there. Providing as much comfort as possible. Pressing soothing kisses to your forehead, temple and your hair. Whispering sweet nothings and love declarations into your ear, until you eventually fell asleep.

He held you close the entire night, protecting you from any more nightmares.

Asmodeus was more than his sin. He was warm. Caring. Carrying more love inside of him than he probably knew himself.

But you saw it all. And you loved every single thing about him.

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