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The Mug Situation

Bob Floyd and his wife are real fuckin cute

It had been Bob's wife's idea to invite the Dagger Squad for dinner. She loved Natasha almost as much as she loved her husband, thought Mickey was simply the best, and couldn't get enough of the rest of the squad.

Bob had been all shy and blushy when he asked them for dinner a week ago. They'd all tried his leftovers when he brought them for lunch, so they all jumped at the chance.

The next week was spent with Bob's lovely wife stressed out of her mind. Every day when she came back from work, she was a little late. She always came home with something; drinks (alcoholic and not), and ingredients for the dinner(s) she was going to make.

On the Wednesday, she was cleaning, on her hands and knees as she, quite literally, scrubbed the house. If Bob had known that this was how she was going to act, he would have recommended the group all go to dinner.

He pulled her up from the floor and kissed her softly, his hands cradling her face. "Relax," he said as he looked down at her, his gorgeous blue eyes staring into her own. "Breathe for me, bun."

She did just that, sucked in a deep breath as Bob continued to hold her. He watched her, made sure she was breathing before he held her cheeks and tipped her up to face him. "How're you feeling?" His thumb moved over her cheeks, fingertips comforting against her skin.

"Better," she said, leaning into his touch.

Bob looked at the kitchen around him. "Bunny, the kitchen looks great!" He said, voice chipper. "Think you can come and watch a movie with me now?"

Immediately, she shook her head. "Bobby, no. I've got more cleaning too do."

But Bob just shook his head at her. "I'll help you tomorrow," he whispered. "Come and relax with me."

She couldn't say no to Bob. He helped her to put away her cleaning supplies, took her hand and led her over to the sofa. As soon as Bob sat down, he pulled her on top of him and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

Bob made sure he kept his wife calm as they prepared to have the squad over. He helped her to clean, helped her to set up the kitchen table ready for their guests. The night before the squad were set to come over, Bob helped her to prepare the ingredients, ready to cook the next day.

And then the next day, seeing her in her green dress as she began cooking, Bob realised just how in love he was. There she was, preparing several different meals for his friends, catering to all different diets. He couldn't stop himself from wrapping her arms around her, pulling her back flush against his chest. He laughed when she pushed him away to continue cooking.

But then the squad arrived.

The Floyd's greeted them, welcomed them into their home. Bob took their coats while she got them something to drink (almost all of them accepting a beer from them. She took them through to the living room before disappearing into the kitchen to grab beers.

Things were easy while the squad were drinking beers. But then Reuben and Nat were asking for water. It was Bob that ran off to get the waters. He walked into his kitchen, pulled open the cupboards and searched for something to drink out of.

Oh, that was right. The Floyd's only had mugs. They didn't have drinking glasses, just a cute little collection of mugs. They'd had drinking glasses, but they'd broken them over the years, instead replacing them with whatever silly and funny mug they could find.

Bob filled two of their mugs with water and headed back to his squad. He passed Natasha the mug that said Pilot - Noun: someone who fucks about in planes for a living, and Reuben got the Man I Love Frogs mug.

"Uhm, Bobby," his wife said as she looked at the mugs he was passing to his friends.

He turned and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Oh, turns out we haven't got any glasses," he said, more to her than anybody else. He leaned in close to whisper in her ear.

"Shit," she muttered, suddenly embarrassed.

Bob returned to the kitchen to get everybody else some water. He gave the chicken mug (set up to look like it would have chickens and their breed names printed on the ceramic, but, really, it was random names like Larry and Steve beneath each chicken) to Bradley, Javy got the 'You're my Lobster' mug, Mickey got the Tea-Rex mug, and Jake got the 'I Don't Like Sand' mug.

Bob sat on the armchair with his wife. He sat on the arm of the chair and put their mugs in front of them. His was the 'Star Paws' mug, with his favourite characters as cats.

And, for his wife, his Bunny, was the mug he wouldn't give to anybody else. It was a 3D bunny, with one ear flopping over to form the ear. He kissed his head and listened to Jake's story.

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canaidliafail · 1 year

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roommates

Abby x f!reader x ellie 🌿 2.1k words

listen idk what demon possessed me but I had to write about a threeway relationship with ellabs in a college AU. Its just random scenes of what it would be like and theres filth so MDI

CW: voyerism I think, jealousy and abby and ellie being unhinged over reader [ like srsl ] , established relationship, mentions of alcohol & dealer ellie. not proof read, will never be. Say a prayer and go ahead and read idk

“In a moment you're getting the shivers

'Cause I know the way you feel

My body gives you chills”

•••

In college, rumors went around fast. Everyone knew that Cindy from chem had relapsed for the third time that year, that Alexander had hooked up with every exchange student, that Abby was probably that richest kid in the entire campus and that Ellie was the hottest lesbian dealer that lived in dormitory B5.

That along with the fact that Abby, Ellie and you were roommates. Manny and Dina had, on different occasions tried to get a hold of you and fill you in on how hot the gossip on the three of you were but it just failed to entertain you enough to listen.

You didn’t give a fuck actually. You were so blissfully content with your reality that you weren’t interested in knowing what everyone else's half assed version sounded like. Your girlfriends though were different. Abby and Ellie had the inseparable dynamic of oil and water. They just did not get along but they did find common sense when it came to you and they had to know what was going on. Blind and deep in love they forgot how they themselves were a prize and considered most people who approached you a threat.

Abby vaguely remembered a rumor when you three first started going out after Jesse's birthday. Ellie was the supplier that night and the girl that came by your dorm to pick up the stuff caught you two making out in the hallway. Ellie was a bit more flustered to be caught like that while you just rolled your eyes as if she was the problem invading your public space and walked inside your room, though back then, the girl assumed you were staying over at Ellie’s place. In the span of a week,the whole art department knew that Ellie allegedly had a girlfriend. That was until someone interrupted the conversation

“Wait, is Ellie's girl the one in sculpture ?You know she has a lot of tattoos and talks with Nora a lot?”

“Yeah her!”

“Well than she has to be cheating on her cause I saw her In Anderson's car the other night and they were like,going at it”

So other than “that girl with tattoos in sculpture major” you were also “The one two timing Ellie and Abby”

Abby didn’t know how much of a hot topic she was. She knew people talked but not about her. She was cooking and ellie was smoking weed on the kitchen counter keeping her company when you barged in your dorm room.

“You have to hear this” You said excitedly and tossed your bag on the couch and your shoes all over the hallway which Abby being a clean freak knew would have to organize by herself later that evening. You run up to them in the kitchen and Ellie out of habit spread her legs to let you in her space for a kiss. Which you didn’t really give but instead you took her blunt and took one long good puff.

“So I was talking with my friends and apparently there’s this rumor going around that I am cheating on Ellie williams with Abby anderson”

Abby stilled her hand while working with the pan and the stir fry food and she turned to look at Ellie the same moment that she did. They came to a silent agreement to solve this issue which you found quite embarrassing to think over in the first place. You couldn’t take problems like these seriously and hell, who doesn’t have people talking shit behind their back ?

“Oh c'mon don’t tell me you are mad” You whined and abby turned around to cup your cheek,gently caressing you

“Doesn’t it bother you? That they are doing this?”

“It would but thats so much effort and like…oh my fucking god who caresssss” You drew out and left to go rest on the couch.

“Can’t you two just… make out the next time you are on campus or something ? That will solve things or whatever”

And they did. Not because you told them to, but at some point abby had to help Ellie’s scrawny ass carry some fresh wood planks to her working space in class to build a new canvas and before they parted ways she did kiss her on the lips, hard and long and then she left to attend her own lectures. The rumors didn’t die but people had a rough idea of what was going on now.

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Abby loved eating you out continuously and tirelessly. She would come to a pussydrunk state where she would lazily lap up at your pussy like she was starving and despite wanting to take the reins and be more commanding,her skill rendered you weak and helpless and a moaning mess, and when you were voiceless from the pleasure your soft sighs did the job for her. And that's when usually Ellie would come strapped up and take you right after Abby was finished devouring your puffy cunt.

Abby unbuckled her belt with a heavy clank once the metal clasp snapped open that signified it was your turn to please which had you licking your lips eager to taste her. Ellie pushed you on all fours and slapped your thighs as indication to spread them apart and got into position behind you admiring your ass for a good few seconds while Abby sat in front of you, legs spread and a cigarette in hand taunting you to go ahead.

You usually took your time,biting her freckled thighs and leaving a path of bruising bitemarks which had her groan in fake protest most of the time. You pressed your palms flat against her legs and moved your head closer to her cunt,your nose buried in the trimmed blonde hair as you licked a flat thick stripe that had Abby flinch in pleasure. Ellie took her moment to slowly slide in her new thick strap toy in you

“Abby prepared you so well for my cock, fuck look at it just sliding in”

Abby was loud, Ellie was vocal, and you loved the combination of the two in bed.

Abby would hold your hair up,a string of praises falling from her lips and ellie would lean in leaving kisses on your back as she thrusted her hips in a pace that fastened every minute enjoying how well you took her every time.

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You rarely left the apartment alone since your schedules matched with one of your girlfriends. However on the sparse occasion that you did, you always found yourself in trouble.

You stepped out of the room and were busy locking the door when you heard a girl behind you scoff. You turned to look at the unpleasant figure who hoarded the space and you smirked

“Can I help you?”

“Yeah how about you keep it down at night?”

She snapped, aiming to shame you. She wasn’t wrong. Last night was something else. When you and Abby dominated Ellie at the same time it usually ended up in the rest of the dormitory having a poor night. It was a bit homophobic in your opinion to only target you when there was Manny, one floor above you being just as rowdy with his girlfriend.

You smiled and leaned against the wall effectively walking into her personal space. She froze on the spot and looked up at you. You weren’t tall but you were tall enough to use it to your advantage at times like these

“Aren’t you the girl who tried to get into Ellies pants on Jesse's birthday?”

She frowned and quirked her mouth in disgust

“You are so delusional”

You looked into her eyes,down to her lips and then slowly fixed a crooked fold on her shoulder pads from her shirt

“Am I though? You pathetic cunt, if you came for a fight at least follow through” She tensed,lost and unsure on how to handle this situation when Abby walked out of the door and yanked you away from the girl like a wet cat, holding your arm in a way that it made it look like she only tried to get a hold of your backpack to slide it on her own shoulders. To you, it was a warning, to the stranger it seemed like a gesture of affection.

“Wait for me in my car. I'll drive you” she said and passed you her keys. You left, unbothered and entertained enough for the rest of the day. Abby however glared at the girl and stalked over, towering over her like a hawk in a much more aggressive manner than you did and she seemed to shrink in on herself

“If you talk to her again I'll make sure you end up on the streets. If you insult her, you might even have to retake the exams for a different college” she barked and left.

You were in Abby’s car and had turned the heater on and were already looking at what song to put on from the speakers. She sat on the driver's seat and grabbed your phone

“Hey!”

“What the fuck was that” she growled and you rolled your eyes and leaned your head against the window

“I don’t get why you take everything so personally” You whispered and she carefully put a hand on your shoulder to get your attention. You turned your head and she pulled you in for a kiss, her hand on the nape of your neck. She lingered there to keep you close and rubbed her thumb in a straight line against your spine,the soft gesture contradicting her stern tone

“You need to learn to apologize. That attitude was completely unprovoked”

“Didn’t you hear what she said?”

“I did and I expected you to handle it better than that”

You looked at each other and eventually you agreed and let out a small and curt sorry to show remorse which she half accepted as a first step to changing your actions. Abby, no matter how in the wrong you were, would always have your back in public and would only scold you when she knew you had privacy and were alone and that was something you loved about her.

You smiled and wrapped your arms around her neck and went to kiss her before moving down to her neck to leave new bitemarks near Ellie’s

“You are insatiable”

“You are hot when you are mad at me babygirl '' You teased and watched as Abby's cheeks took a new shade of pink.

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Abby and Ellie weren’t exactly opposite forces but they did not blend either, So when you had walked in on them making out on the couch with Abby on top of Ellie you had to take a photo silently stalking in from the corridor. You loved watching them please each other. There weren’t many times that you caught them in the midst of it but when you did you did everything within your power to stay silent and just enjoy the view. That was until your phone betrayed you with the shallow “click” that hinted at a photo being taken.

Abby pulled away first,lips a new hue of red trying to steady herself on the armrest while ellie took a moment to fix her tousled short hair.She looked at you and you never thought doe eyes could look so menacing and mischievous .

“Enjoying the show?”

You walked in and stood in front of the couch, arms crossed as you leaned against the wall

“Absolutely. Go on”

Ellie pulled abby back in for another kiss clearly to horny to entertain this conversation and sucked on her lower lip in need. She followed Ellie’s lead and pushed her lower on the cushions of the sofa moaning into the kiss. Ellie was a good kisser and she knew it, and just imagining how good abby felt had you sitting on the sofa across the couch and spreading your legs to make yourself comfortable knowing you would soon have to slide your hand in your pants to release the building tension in your stomach.

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Ellie and Abby got along as roommates but not as people. Ellie kept to herself and in their shared space which was the living room she only had a tray with her smoking gear and a bag of weed but otherwise she didn’t cram the space with any other items. Abby liked plants and Ellie found them to be a decent choice for decor and that was that. Dormitory B5 was known for having nicer and more spacious rooms. Abby was rich and Ellie’s side hustle made her comfortable enough. In the first two years of them living together they talked occasionally and they knew each other's friend group. They did bond once over their shitty ex’s and Abby appreciated Ellie’s seriousness when she came out to her confused and convinced that she was perhaps a lesbian. That was it though. In the second semester of their second year however you moved in. Abby told Ellie that if they didn’t like their new roommate she could easily pull a few strings to have you out but that was thrown out of the window once they saw you.

You took up all of their space, You had pottery items in Abby’s room when you wanted to show her something and eventually forget them there, and you had left your makeup on Ellies desk because you often sat there since, in your words “The sun coming from your window is so much better than mine”

The living room now was full of posters and you insisted on having to spend time together at least on Saturdays. You were comfortable and your comfort made them relax as well. Ellie of course knew what it was. She wanted you and she was head over heels for you and all of that was sealed when she came to your apartment after a shitty 3 hour art history lecture to find you making dinner for everyone. You also had a gift for her

“Remember how you told me about that comic ? So funny story, my friend actually was getting rid of his collection since he is moving out and I asked him to give them to me so here you go”

Ellie actually cried that night, moved by your gesture and when she saw you now all she heard in her mind was “wife wife wife”

But Ellie wasn’t the only one. Abby had magically shifted her entire schedule in a way that whenever you had a free day she had one as well and she would be in the apartment with you.

Abby had never felt lust like this before. If she couldn’t own the wind she wanted to at least tame it and dance with it for a while.

The two of them talked and somehow came to a mutual understanding that if you were to choose either of them they would be peaceful about it. Another silent agreement that they took however was to make sure you would end up with either of them and not someone else.

The first time it happened, all three of you were drunk out of your minds blasting music from the speakers and played a raunchy card game that Abby didn’t even remember if it existed in the first place. One thing led to another and suddenly you found yourself in your underwear only, fondling Ellies chest while nibbling on her neck and Abby pressed against your back, her hand under your panties fingering you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Just like you moving in and settling into their lives, a relationship between the three of you occurred just as naturally since you felt like the missing link that they needed to connect.

————-

Ellie was unhinged and she was aware of it and it was one of the things that she didn’t care to fix. not when Abby was a jock who flaunted her wealth and threatened with it and certainly not when she saw how aroused you were every time she brought her butterfly knife in the bedroom.

However she also knew that sometimes she took it too far.

She once overheard a guy in your major fawn over you in the most grotesque way, salivating over the fact that you wore a dress that accentuated your ass in all the right ways, and the low v front cut of the top showed your sternum tattoos in a “provocative way”

Ellie was no better than a man because she had noticed all those things herself which was why she ate you out in the elevator that morning and caused the entire building to believe that it was out of service for 36 minutes. However when Ellie thought of that it was different. So she leaned against the door and played with her knife, carrying them around campus under the excuse that she needed them to sharpen her coals for her artworks, even though she carried them for very different situations that she wasn’t shamed to admit that she made use of. She didn’t say anything but when they noticed her staring they did turn around to face her the same time that you were ready to leave. You walked up to her oblivious to the tension around her and went in for a small greeting peck that she turned into a french kiss with her hands on your ass pulling you closer. She lifted one hand to cradle your head and looked at the guy across the hall challenging him to continue his fruitless attempts to hit on you to which he just frowned and looked away confused and in disgust.

That night, when you were blissfully asleep on Abby’s chest she mentioned what happened to her in a tone that indicated that she planned on handling it herself. Ellie knew though, that if word of a situation like that reached Abby’s ears the guys would probably either end up kicked out of campus at best, hospitalised at worst.

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yourlocalstranger123 · 1 year

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Part 3 of various scaramouche versions!

Part 1 Part 2 part 3

Separate, 2 versions of them being not isekaied to a universe of multiple versions of himself together, and short as him but at the same time, big as his hat. [From a video(s) I saw: imagine him trying to get through the door but his hat is to wide to even fit. Or when in the meeting, the only thing you can see is him tippie toeing and his hat as he glares into your soul. Or even if he sounds like mickey mouse, "I will make you sleep with the fishes!"]

Characters: Kunikuzushi[kuni], Kabukimono, scaramouche, wanderer.

Warning!: NSFW, slight angst? Dom! Reader. [Idk if I should put AFAB or AMAB for him, but I'll just do both]

When he didn't get isekai into a universe of every version of himself: Kuni, he hadn't ever met you. He always heard people talk about you and imagined what you would be like. He slowly fell in love without even knowing it and kept daydreaming all day long about you.

One day, he had wet dreams about you. Touching him every inch of his body, holding him and saying praises. He woke up and had a really strange feeling down there but ignored it.

When he did get isekai: Kuni had finally met you! You are so much better in person then he ever imagined! He was cunfused about the feeling inside his chest but didn't mind since it felt nice. Oh how he loved your touch. He loved how you make sure to keep him safe and out of trouble even if he doesn't know what it means.

Rubbing his thighs together, trying to create friction as he watched you peacefully asleep. He didn't know what was happening but as always, he chose to ingore it. He didn't want you to think he wasn't perfect! He promises he's a perfect! He's not broken at all! He never asked you about it, but don't worry, he'll know about it soon or later... "hnngh-!....it feels weird..! *hic*" sobbing as he whined, riding your thigh. You pity him so you decided to give him a little mercy by palming his small bulge/rubbing circles on his clit and allow him to rut onto it. "AhhH~! [Name], th- this feels new- HnghH!" His head thrown back as he came. Making a mess that you'll have to clean later.

When he didn't get isekai into a universe of every version of himself: Kabukimono was lost, wandering in the woods until he met you! You were so kind, giving him a place called home. You'd teach him how to do chores and cook, protect him from all the bad people, and even give him a goodnight kiss! He didn't know why he reacted in a way where his cheeks goes red, his 'heart' beating, his mind all about you and fuzzy, and his body feels warm. But it's even warmer...down there..he didn't know why :( are you gonna be mad at him for not being good enough? Perfect enough?

Kabukimono falling onto the bed. Trying to figure out what's going on. He smells your scent on the pillow, trying to hug it, accidentally rubbing friction on his little bulge. Making him freeze. He tried doing the same action, rutting into your pillow. He cried as it felt to intense, and stopped. Edging himself without knowing it. You can see drool driping down his chin, tears going over dry ones. His mind feels hazy and fuzzy as his sight goes blurry as he dreamed about you.

When he did get isekai: he was so cunfused, why were there multiple clones of him with you?! Are you trying to replace him :( please don't leave him! He'll promise he will do better! He kept silent as he doesn't know what to say as he clings onto you with kuni doing it too.

He nearly forgot about the pleasure last time, until he rubbed his cock/clit near the edge of the cabinet, he stopped. He tried doing it again, continuing but this time he didn't stop, the climax hit hard. Making his eyes roll up into his skull, he fell onto the floor with hearts in his eyes and a dumb smile.

"[Name]! It feels like I'm about to ahH~, explode!" He whined, tears threatening to fall down. Soothing him by rubbing his back and giving praises that he's such a good boy and doing a good job. Soon, he came with a silent scream. He passed out on your lap as he snuggles on your shoulder.

// [I feel like he would say that since ahem....he doesn't know]

When he didn't get isekai into a universe of every version of himself: Scaramouche. He didn't know who you are, what you are but he didn't care. Until he felt like a familiar presence was there with him. He send it off as him being paranoid, but he always feels your presence. He was concerned at first but calmed down when he felt warmth and comfort from it. It actually....made him fall asleep. Seems like he's dreaming. 'Who's that?' He wonders as he sees the person near the cliff, sitting. He went closer until you turned around making him flinch. It...was..you? He finally remembers, there was a time where he didn't get a betrayal. He just....disappeared. he doesn't remember why or how. But....he misses you. He woke up as he touched his face. In many years, he was crying. Maybe later, when he becomes a God, he'll find you and make you his. He will never let you leave him, or let you go. Never again.

He had another dream of you. He wonders what's its gonna be like. He froze when you hold his hand and kissed him. You asked him for permission. He opened his mouth for access, letting you explore his mouth. His knees felt weak at that point until he woke up....with a boner/an aching feeling down there.

When he did get isekai: he was so fucking cunfused. Like where the fuck is he and why is there people that looks like him? When he finally understood the situation, he didn't care....well at least the burning fury when Wanderer puts up his middle finger without you looking as he hugged you. It's not like he's jealous! Impossible, your his anyways. Will and forever be. It's not like he wants your touch too....

He put out his frustration by thinking about you....wait what?! tch, no way he's in love with you. It's not like he's fingering himself and masterbating by the thought of you! [It can go both ways for both genders or any] "hnNghH~! Y- you pervert! I will— ahhH~" He's stumbling on his words, trying to not focus how good ur fucking him. Sending false threats as his mind get fuzzy. He's gripping the sheets underneath him, trying to not whine when you stopped kissing him... you've been edging him for hours! Begging you to let him cum as he tried getting closer to your touch. Hm....maybe you'll let him or maybe he can endure few more ♥︎

When he didn't get isekai into a universe of every version of himself: wanderer. He kept having dreams about you, didn't know why. He asked nahida about it, but seems like she only has information that your real and alive. That's all. He was cunfused. Aren't you dead already? [If you are he'll search everywhere to find your body and cradle it for eternity] even though he seems like he didn't care if you were alive or dead, deep inside, he was so...happy

He's dreaming about you again....he wonders what's different in this one. You pin him down softly, surprising him as he gasps and maybe even yelped. He felt your hands slithering under his shirt as he turned away, covering his mouth to not let unwanted noises come out. Ah...the dream ended. He was so glad today was the day he's left alone or he would've had some problems explaining why he has a boner/ why he's wet.

When he did get isekai: he would spend all of his time with you, also trying to protect you if any means of danger comes by. He would try to act as if he isn't clingy like kuni and Kabukimono. But he'll pout and glances at you every chance he gets. [He was very obvious]

He twitched, but ignoring the aching pain. He simply hugged you from the back and inhaled your scent. You thought it was wholesome and cute, although the humping wasn't un-noticed by you. "Wanna cum....please.." he squirmed as he felt your hands slithering around his waist, touching everywhere of his body. He was twitching/aching for the excitement of what you were gonna do. "Just...fuck me already!" Yeah...he should've not said that...

"NooOo more..~!", "too faaAst~!", "Please! I'm sensitive- hngh!" Oh well, he can handle being overstimulated and have wobbly legs the next day. Or even not walking.

At the end of the day, they're all sluts only for you. And will be only yours.

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h6avenly · 11 months

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The gang with an s/o who can sing

A/N: Sorry for the wait! And I was only able to do one out of the two requests! I'll try getting it down either tomorrow or Friday!

Darry:

Darry would probably be impressed with your voice

He’d try to encourage you to get a profession that needed a voice as great as yours

“Y’know, you should try to get a job that needs people with great voices like yours. People would pay lots for that.”

He’s always supportive even if you don’t get a job that includes singing

Whenever you’re helping him out clean or cook in the kitchen he wants you to sing or atleast hum to pass the time

He thinks your voice is really beautiful

Sodapop:

Absolutely loves your voice

Whenever he can, he asks to hear you sing

Would literally beg you to sing him one song

“Please y/n!! Yea I know I asked you this five times today but one more time can’t hurt! Please!!”

Would not stop begging u til you finally comply

He is really supportive of you get into a singing career or not

Ponyboy:

Whenever you start to sing or hum to yourself, he’ll immediately shut up and listen

He thinks your voice is really calming to him

Whenever he lays his head in your lap while reading or after just having another fight with Darry, he’ll ask you to sing for him

It really calms him down

“Y/n can you hum me a song? I’m not feeling real well right now”

While he’s doing homework or reading, you’ll be his background music

Johnny:

He’s really happy that you found a hobby that you’re passionate about

Whenever you’re humming it really calms him down when he’s nervous

He asks you if you could sing him a song in the lot after having to deal with his parents

“Y/n, could you sing me a song? It’s fine if not”

He always makes sure you’re comfortable with singing him a song, he doesn’t wanna weird you out

He loves and cares for you dearly and especially loves your voice

Dallas:

He acts like your voice is alright but inside he’s screaming on how good your singing is

When he’s having a bad day he’ll lay his head in your lap and demands that you sing him a song to calm him down

“Doll, sing me one of those songs you like to sing, I don’t care which one”

Teases you by saying maybe you can sing random songs on the street for money

Whenever you ask Dally if you can sing to him, he tries to act annoyed but inside he’s so happy

“Yeah yeah, whatever doll, just go ahead”

Steve:

Whenever he’s working on a car at the DX and you come visit him, you absolutely have to sing or atleast hum a song

Will not let you leave if you don’t

It makes the experience of working on cars way more better than it already is

“Wait! Why are ya leaving! You still have to sing me my daily song!”

Once you finish singing his song, he will be happy for the rest of the day

He’ll happily support you if you decide to go into singing as a career or not

Two-Bit:

I swear this guy will try singing along with you

It sounds like a dying bird but you don’t have the heart to tell him

If the gang is around you two when he starts to sing they will literally beg him to shut up

He acts so offended when they tell him to be quiet because he genuinely thinks his singing is good

“What?! What do you mean “shut up’! You’re just jealous that my voice is way better than yours

Once you sing him the mickey mouse theme song, his life will be finally complete

#the outsiders imagine #the outsiders x reader #dallas winston x reader #steve randle x reader #johnny cade x reader #darry curtis x reader #sodapop curtis x reader #ponyboy curtis x reader #two bit matthews x reader #the outsiders headcanons

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eternalsams · 6 months

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I gotta a request for you

TW: mentions of being sick (like a cold)

Ya girl is ill and in desperate need of fluff with Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Robert "Bob" Floyd (if your writing him rn), Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw and Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia like how they would be when your sick

Feel free to ignore this is you want

This is so cute! I have yet to write for Bob, it's on my 2024 plans don't worry. I'm ma just write some headcanons and not full stuffs cause I don't really have the time but I really wanted to do this now (it's getting late where I live)

TW: mentions of throwing up

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

first, he's clueless, he doesn't really know what to do. Is he supposed to cook for you? to help you blowing your nose?

if you get really sick to the point you empty your stomach at everything you eat, he tries to be as supportive as he can. holding your hair if it gets in your face? he can do that. rubbing your back when you feel like dying with your head on the toilet seat? he even kisses the back of your head and whispers sweet things to you

he desperately tries to cook you things you can keep; rice, chicken, whatever you need, he makes just so you feel better (spoiler alert, he's not really a great cook)

he even asks you if he needs to take a day or two off so he can take care of you but you promise him he doesn't need to (he respects your decision, he wouldn't have liked you missing work for him either)

he's a southern boy, he practically never gets sick so he takes that as an advantage to cuddle with you in bed and cover your face with sweet kisses

unfortunately, he does get sick and it's your turn to baby him all week

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

he knows what to do. he's been raised by the one and only Carole Bradshaw so he knows exactly what kind of food you need to get better asap

he surprises you with his cooking skills. he usually rarely cooks because he's not great either in front of a stove. but when you're not feeling good? that man turns into Gordon Ramsay for you

he even kept his mom's recipes from when he was not older than 15 when she used to cook him nice meals when he was sick

he's a cuddler, he doesn't care if he gets sick, he just wanna keep you safe and warm in his arms.

if you're feeling really bad, he even calls in sick with Mav to take care of you until you get better

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

that poor man goes full panic mode, he asks you if you're cold, if you're feeling nauseous, the whole interrogation

then he calls his mom, and you swear you hear him beg his mother for her secret recipes

I'm convinced this man is the definition of golden retriever energy, he just cannot stop running around. one moment he's wrapping you in his favorite star wars blanky, and the next one, he passing the front door, on his way to get some herbal tea

when you're all cosy on your couch, with Luke and Leia Skywalker wrapped around your shoulders, and the hot cup of tea in your hands, Mickey finally allows himself to calm down

even more when you ask him to pick a movie to watch together

Robert "Bob" Floyd

he's actually the one who notices you getting sick. when you start blowing your nose more often or clearing your throat with a grimace on your face

he looks up on the internet for some natural tips to dissipate a cold and it usually works without you noticing anything

but if you get really sick, he's a bit lost. just like Mickey, he'd call his parents for advice and his mom would help him cook you some food you can keep.

he doesn't care if you wake him up in the middle of the night when you flush the toilet or when you stumble on the bathroom floor to empty your stomach, as long as he's by your side through it, he's really doesn't care

maybe hell get sick with all the kisses he steals from you but he just can't get enough of the red flush of your cheeks and especially the tip of your nose

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Modern Eddie Munson headcons pt2

Thank you to @strangerthings64 for the request for pt 2!

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, drugs (weed), porn. Inapropriate jokes/dirty jokes, allusions to men being disgusting (well they always are) on public transport

Masterlist

🚬 This bitch will go my precious in a Gollum voice while tapping his fingers when you take your top off.

🚬 will send you 10 minutes worth of snapchat videos and get cut off mid sentence then proceed to complain about it in the next.

🚬Eddie Munson HATES pop and hip hop, but once he starts dating you he’s conflicted because he hates the basicness of it and the people who listen to it, but watching you twirl around with Robin drunk and in your element on the dance floor looking so mother fucking sexy swerving your hips in circles to Hey Mickey! By Baby Tate he’s starting to wonder if he might appreciate live stream hip pop.

🚬 Will scroll through Instagram forgetting you’re on a call or on FaceTime with each other and suddenly starts singing incredibly off key to whatever playing on his Google nest.

🚬Facetimes you while he’s cooking and you have to endure watching him shriek and scurry away from the frying pan when hot oil hits his skin.

🚬 Refuses to show his Spotify stats when the group went through theirs because he discovered Woman by Doja Cat had earned the top 6th place.

🚬His whole tiktok is just a bunch of bullshit, like he will be sat next to u scrolling tiktok and suddenly start pissing himself with laughter and showing u this

🚬 FUCKING binges top gear, especially when high.

🚬When this mf gets drunk he’s handsy, ALL OVER HANDS, dudes hands are grabbing your ass, squeezing your titties, pulling your hair cuz he thinks it’s funny all while you’re tryna fight him off you.

🚬 Tried to pick you up once while hammered. He can’t pick you up for very long normally cuz u heavy and this bitch skinny and gangly as fuck but once he gets alcohol in his system. “Eddie you can’t carry me!” “Liquid strength” he motions to his drink “that’s now how it works!” Proceeded to wrap his hands around your thighs, he managed to carry you for a whole second where he was whooping and practically screaming I told you so before loosing his balance and toppling you both onto the floor. Stuck between the end of the couch and a lazy boy.

🚬 On public transport he will sit in the outer edge so you’re against the window and no one can accidentally braze past you. If the bus is full and you’re standing he’ll fucking corner you so no one can accidentally or purposely cop a feel.

🚬Sent a video once on Snapchat where he’s talking with a cigarette in his mouth, and the he dropped it and it burned a hole in the crotch of his jeans.

🚬 No doubt will buy dog leashes and cut the fabric off to use the chains as accessories (totally don’t do that myself…)

🚬 licks your face, need I say more?

🚬took a picture of you bent over tying your boots and drew in a stick figure behind you, he wrote tappin dat ass and posted it to his story

🚬Eddie Munson has instagram, but never posts, but when you finally wear him down he posts the UGLIEST photos of u, his profile picture is you covered in pimple patches with your hair in a fucking mess, two straws sticking out your nose

🚬Watched a porn video the night before you came over, then when you were set to leave in his van his phone automatically connected to Bluetooth while the FAKEST moans bellowed out of the tinny speakers.

#80s #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson has adhd #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson smut #Eddie Munson headcons #Eddie Munson plus size reader #Eddie Munson x plus size reader #Eddie Munson x reader #modern Eddie #modern Eddie Munson #modern Eddie Munson headcons #modern Eddie headcons #headcanon #headcon

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Protective Father

Patrick Bateman x Reader

Summary: Patrick was always extremely protective of you, you thought that was too much, then you gave birth.

A/N: This is a little follow-up to my headcanons, requested by a lovely person.

“I’d kill anyone who even dares to look at the two of you in a bad way.” he confessed one night as the two of you were on the couch, his hand on your stomach. You read a book as he spoke to your baby.

“Aww! Patrick, thank you.” you fully knew he was serious but there was a spark in his eyes that you loved and so you kissed him.

When your son learned how to walk is when the real struggle began for Patrick.

He was on the heels of the baby all the time, even protecting him from flies. Before he could walk, Patrick would carry him everywhere. Barely letting him go for a moment.

When your son learned how to run is when the ultimate struggle began for Patrick.

You try to tell him that it was OK, that your son is going to be fine, nothing can hurt him but you also know your husband and you knew that he was not going to stop just because you asked him nicely once.

So just as your little boy started to grow so did your husband's worries and slowly but surely he became overprotective.

There were times even when you were at the park just taking a simple walk letting your baby run and play around, one time, he fell off of a swing which worried Patrick so incredibly that you have never seen him panic more than that day. But the icing on the cake was that your son wasn't even hurt, he just cried a little because he got scared but he was perfectly fine he even got ice cream after it.

But you will never forget the panic in Patrick when he ran as fast as he could to his son to help him up.

Even if little Richard wasn't hurt, Patrick couldn't let it go, he wanted to be 100% sure his son wasn't hurt and that he had everything he needed.

You often saw this as spoiling him, you didn't want your son to become a brat, but you understood where Patrick was coming from, the little boy was too precious.

And this is exactly what you expected from Patrick Bateman himself.

A father who spoils their child.

You had your baby on your hip, he was super interested in you cooking dinner, so he was your little helper.

Although mostly he just asked for juice or to taste something, with Richard being five, you wanted to show him the world as much as possible. And he seemed to be very interested in cooking and baking.

You put him on the counter when you needed to cut something. You taught him not to touch anything on the oven, you taught him it would hurt and he was an intelligent little man, so he never even tried.

"What are you two doing?" asked Patrick behind you.

"Dinner." you said as you stirred the pot, out of the corner of your eye you noticed Patrick pulling your son just a bit further away from the stove. You wanted to roll your eyes but you only smiled as you looked at them. "I'm almost ready, can you set the table please?"

And surely they did. You turned off the stove when you heard your son whine.

"Richard, let me do it, you might hurt yourself." you heard Patrick before you pocked your head out and saw your son with the forks in his tiny hand, holding on for dear life.

"I wanna." he said and you wanted to laugh, but you also wanted to see how Patrick will handle this.

He let out a long sigh. "You will hurt yourself, let Daddy do this."

"No." he was just as stubborn as your husband. Tiny knuckles turning white as he held the forks as if his life depended on them.

"Okay, then let's do it together?" Patrick ended up offering since he knew he wouldn't get through to Richard.

You smiled at the cute scene as Patrick lifted his son and helped him, trying to teach him a little about where and how to place utensils, but all little Richie saw was the cute Mickey Mouse utensil set you bought him.

You wanted to laugh, no matter how stubborn your husband was, your son was the same if not worse.

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~Masterlist~

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chubbyreaderchan · 1 year

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Pinky Promises | Michael Myers x F!Reader

Summary: Michael’s childhood friend finds her way back into his life. He becomes obsessed with her when he remembers their promise to each other.

1, 2, 3, 4 (???? Maybe)

A/n: This is actually going to be a series I finish. I have part 2 halfway written already and I think it will be about 3/4 parts. The warnings won’t apply to this one other than the childhood trauma of being torn from the best friend, but in future parts, they will both be adults and there will be adult content that I will label at the beginning.

Also, there will be yandere situations with Michael and reader is morally grey as an adult.

"Michael!"

The small boy turned his head and stands from the dirt pile the young boy was playing in. He walked to the chain link fence and looked down the sidewalk at a young girl running towards him. She pushed a bright pink baby buggy towards his house and he tried not to smile.

"Hi," she giggled, out of breath before Michael.

"Hi," he repeated after her.

His fingers gripped the cold metal wires and he peers at what was in the stroller. Often she'd bring a variety of toys in the familiar vehicle. Wooden swords, "cooking" dishes, and her baby doll that she called Mickey Jr.

"Do you wanna play with me again today?" She asked with a bright smile on her face.

His heart pounded in his chest at her cheeky grin. He looked up at her, nodding before unlatching the fence with a clink. The sound of metal against the sidewalk seemed to harmonize with the sound of wind chimes in the late summer afternoon.

"Do you want to play mommies and daddies? Or--"

Her toys were strewn about the Myer's front yard. Michael was holding tight to the small doll in his hands, following anything that the small girl had planned for him.

He simply nodded.

Just as Michael passed the doll to (Y/n) a car pulled up in front of the house. Judy and he boyfriend exited the dark blue car, he pinched at Judy and she giggled as they raced up to the house.

"Hey, Mikey," the boyfriend cooed. "Is this your little girlfriend?"

"Come on, Danny. Before my parents get home," Judy said tugging him into the house.

Michael looked at (Y/n) his head cocking to the side at the word Danny used.

"Michael!" The shrill voice filled his ears again.

"Do you want to look at clouds with me today?" She asked, cocking her head to the side slightly once she was in front of his house.

He popped open the gate again and she grinned. Michael's heart fluttered as she dropped to the ground. Her feet were bare and caked in dirt. Her toes wiggled against the grass as the found the perfect spot for cloud watching, not far from either of their houses.

"We were planting a tree in our backyard," she said when she noticed he was staring at he toes. Then she spun and flopped to the ground with a laugh.

Michael stiffly sat down and laid next to her. He froze when he felt the slightly taller girl cuddle up to his side and rested her head on his shoulder.

The boy felt his face heat up, and her hand tangled with his.

She squeaked in delight as she pointed at clouds above them with her free hand.

"Look that one looks like a pumpkin," she giggled.

He didn't look.

He was looking at her. That was until she looked at him and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

"I love you Michael," she whispered.

She smelled like fruity candy and honey shampoo.

"When we are all grown up, can we get married?" She asked, looking at him.

He looked at the sky, thoughtful for a moment.

"Yes,"

"Pinky promise?" She held up her pinky.

He hooked his into hers.

"Promise,"

A big smile cracked along her face and Michael's heart pounded in his chest.

Fall was in full swing.

Michael could hear screaming. At first he thought it was just another Halloween prank. But then (Y/n) was running down the street screaming.

Her parents on her tail as she ran to Michael pushing the gate open and running to where he was standing on his porch.

"Don't let them take me, Michael" she shouted, pulling him into her vice grip.

He returned it, protective hold even at the age of six he was quite strong.

"We are moving to California. I don't want to move. I don't wanna!" She said.

Her parents' hands moved to pry them away. Michael felt his own mother and sister grab him.

"No!" She screamed, piercing his ears and sending ice into his veins. Her tears tracked down her cheeks and his heart went numb.

"Michael don't let them take me,"

He reached for her hand and she was torn from his grip.

"Michael!"

"Daddy let me go! We pinky promised," she shouted.

#michal myers x reader #chapter 1 #part 1 #michael myers x reader #michael myers x y/n #slashers x reader #slasher huggers #slashers imagines #slashers romance #childhood friends to lovers #Pinky Promises | Michael Myers x F!Reader

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bubblegumbarbie33 · 7 months

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I really want to write a Shameless AU where the day after 'Cascading Failures' Mandy wakes Mickey up and is like "Fuck this shit we're leaving" and she has a plan to move in with an Internet friend in Indiana but Mickey physically can't leave because Ian Ian Ian so Mandy takes him to the Gallagher house (where Fiona is freaking the fuck out about getting her kids back) and practically begs Fiona to take her brother in like she took Mandy in (not really because they were always fighting but also Fiona never kicked her out so.....)

Fiona's obviously like "Fuck this BS I've gotta get my kids back" and Mickey says that he'll help. Because he remembers what the system is like. Being alone. Fighting every second of every day. Being in a constant state of fight or flight. And he doesn't want that for Ian. Or any of the little Rugrats.

So he stays in the basement and keeps out of the house whenever social services stop by, and cleans and learns how to cook (pizza bagels and burnt eggs) and Fiona gets him a job (because he's not staying at her house with no money coming in, and Mickey doesn't want to work at the Kash and Grab with no Ian) and he works at the Alibi because his dad doesn't come around too often (he owes too many guys money or they owe him a boot to the face) but when Terry busts through the door Kev shoves Mickey under the bar like a little kid.

Mickey goes to the court hearing, because why wouldn't he? And Ian sees him walk in with Fiona and Mickey's looking at the ground and shuffling his feet because he knows that this is too much. That he's caring too much. But Ian doesn't say anything and just sits, glued to his side, until Fiona finally gets her kids back for good and everyone's jumping up and down and Mickey's just smiling but also a little sad because he's never known a family like this.

And then it's peaceful and domestic for a while, Mickey blends into the family. Makes friends with Kev and V. Becomes an dependable ego-check for Lip, a weird cousin/older brother for Carl and Debbie, a helping hand to Fiona, and a boyfriend to Ian. And it's some cheesy Brady Bunch shit but he lets himself love it because he's gone two decades without feeling safe.

Then, of course, Terry finds him. One of his cousins tips him off. He catches Mickey walking home from the Alibi one night, really lays into him. Mickey tries fighting back but finds himself paralyzed by that old, solid fear in the pit of his stomach. So he's just hit, again and again, in the street in front of the Gallagher house.

Until Fiona's on top of Terry with a bat, and Carl's got a blowtorch, and Lip's calling the cops because getting Terry sent to jail will make everyone's life easier, and Ian's kicking the shit out of him, and Debbie's holding a pillowcase full of bricks but she's more focused on making sure Mickey's cuts aren't deep enough to do lasting damage.

And that's enough to get Terry put away for a while. Tony makes sure of it, as due to some personal revelations he's definitely not a supporter of gay-bashing. And Mickey's lying on the couch, feeling like a sack of shit. A burden on the Gallaghers. He contemplates running down to Indiana, but Mandy has seemed happier based on her infrequent texts and social media posts, and he doesn't want to bother her. Because that's what he is. A bother.

But then Ian's sitting down next to him and turning on a movie. And slowly the rest of the family trickles in. And then it's just a normal night with leftovers and action flicks and Ian's arm wrapped around him. And Mickey falls asleep, knowing that when he wakes up the next day, it won't just be a dream.

#shameless #mickey milkovich #gallavich #ian gallagher #shameless us #shameless au #gallavich au #fanfic #au

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m4sonn · 10 days

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The Gang During Quarantine (the outsiders)

What the gang would’ve been doing during quarantine

(Thanks to my friend @peachyponyboyy whom I collaborated with with for this and the projects like it)

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺ ᴳ : Ponyboy

• scared as hell of getting the vid.

• refuses to go outside.

• hoards hugeee stacks of books, he stole darrys old dvd’s from when he was a kid.

• reads every single book he can get his sticky little hands on.

• shut in his room most of the time bc “everyone else is a ‘distraction’ to his peace…”

• Went through the E-Boy 2021 phase.. Got a nose ring out of spite, Darry got piiiiissed but oh well, it kinda suited him.

• bought a bunch of strawberry cow shit and now hides them in his closet out of shame, he’s still relentlessly teased by everyone but especially Sodapop

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Sodapop

• tbh? He doesn’t really do much

• Just invites steve over and they get on everyone’s ass

• Sometimes when he’s really bored he’ll try on the clothes he doesn't wear much that sit in the abyss he calls his closet and pose in front of his mirror (Did I serve or did I serve?)

• Totally learned tiktok dances (still knows the renegade, even after 4 years..)

• Became one of the POV tiktokers like skyyjade but stopped in early 2023

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Darry

• cooks sooo much more than usual

• he’ll literally take out cookbooks from like 3 generations back.

• Does the “aesthetic” workouts if he’s bored

• grocery shopping a lot because he’s the only one who responsibly does it, he likes when Ponyboy goes with him but he barely does since Ponyboy is terrified of getting sick now.

• Got a pair of airpods during quarantine and loves listening to music through them, they're glued to darry now.

• He is a god at baking.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Dally

• Ngl he didn't change at all

• sneaks out a lot though.

• darry knows but does not have any shits left to give.

• hates cops even more than he did before

• Would definitely go to the protests with a gun locked and loaded.

• Surprisingly he keeps a tidy space.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Johnny

• watches a lot of tv

• and listens to music a lot

• scared as hell of getting the ‘vid

• Locks himself in his room

• Probably had a slight depressive episode, i feel like his brain needs to stay stimulated or else he just crumbles.

• Had a gacha phase during quarantine and had a semi-famous YouTube channel (also gacha), he never EVER told ANYONE. Not even ponyboy

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Two-bit

• very ecstatic because he can actually just watch mickey mouse clubhouse the whole day

• sneaks out sometimes to get beer and cancer sticks.

• if mickey isn’t on he’ll watch lilo and stitch

• eats like a goddamn pig, but everyone does so who tf cares

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Steve

• He tries to be helpful because he knows darry isn’t just gonna keep baking all the sweets he makes.

• so he tries to learn how to bake

• Bad idea (almost burned everyone alive)

• apart from that he just fucks around with soda

• That's when they found resident evil…and all the leon kennedy edits…they have gotten into arguments over this man.

#the outsiders #the outsiders ponyboy #ponyboy curtis #ponyboy michael curtis #the outsiders darry #darry curtis #darrel curtis #the outsiders sodapop #sodapop curtis #the outsiders dally #dally winston #dallas winston #johnny the outsiders #johnny cade #johnny cake #steve the outsiders #steve randle #sodapop headcanons

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britt-kageryuu · 3 months

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It's a rare Mikey stream, his model is in stealth graffiti gear with glowing paint splatter, he also has short beaded braids.

Mikey is working on some concepts for new models/scenes/objects/graphics to add to the overall streaming setup. Chat it throwing around suggestions, mainly emojis. Then a question is sent in a donation.

What's with all the turtles, why turtles?

Mikey: Well turtles have become our families lucky charm, though the luck can be fickle, and we all decided on our specific turtle species for our own reasons.

Chat: We heard from B you had a job at a restaurant, wdyd?

Mikey: I'm mainly a waiter, but I can also act as a backup cook is we get short staffed, or slammed.

Chat: You can cook? Can the others cook?

Mikey: Yes, I can cook, I'm the main chef in this house! And as for my brothers cooking... well D can put together a great sandwich, but I will only trust them with the coffeemaker. B can't make simple things, but can cook borderline gourmet food if given the chance. Now Red, I think he can only boil water while under close supervision, otherwise we may lose another toaster.

Chat is finding this funny, and going through vast speculation on the others cooking abilities.

Mikey saves his current work and switches to a new project.

Mikey: Though I swear Red will eat almost anything you hand him, I don't know if he was half asleep, but he tried eating a bowl of rocks like it was cereal, up until he almost choked on a rock.

Mickey does a quick sketch of a Raphs non mutated form with the other three (also not mutated) riding on his shell with a cacophony of sounds drawn around them. Much awwws and so cutes were in the chat as he continued to work on his art.

Masterpost

#rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt michelangelo #rise michelangelo #rise mikey #rottmnt #tmnt rise #rise tmnt #tmnt 2018 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt au #VTurtles!#vtuber au #vturtles!#tmnt fanfiction

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trashytoastboi · 2 months

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⚔️Roronoa Zoro Masterlist⚔️

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Sir Crocodile, Katakuri x S/O – Reacting to them crying in front of them for the first time

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Katakuri reacting to a messy kitchen when S/O tried to cook for them

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Sanji reacting to seeing their timid S/O angry for the first time.

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Sanji, Crocodile x S/O who is afraid of thunder and being comforted during a heavy storm

⚔️ Headcanons: Corazon, Zoro, Mihawk x Royal! Reader – Working as their bodyguard

⚔️ Scenario: Zoro, Sanji and the Master of Disguise

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Ace, Law, Shanks - Reacting to their S/O baking a cake for them

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro befriending a polar opposite crewmate Reader

⚔️ Scenarios: Law, Ace, Zoro x Drunk! Reader - “Teach me how to kiss?”

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Hawkins, Apoo - Reacting to their crews throwing them a surprise party

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Ace x F! Keyblade Wielder

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Marco, Katakuri x S/O who is afraid of physical intimacy due to past trauma

⚔️ Scenario: Zoro and Crewmate stargazing on night watch

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Luffy x Crewmate who has a tendency to wander off

⚔️ Headcanons: Usopp, Sanji, Sabo, Zoro x S/O who has a hypersensitive sense of smell

⚔️ Scenarios: Zoro, Law, Ace x Small! S/O discovering their S/O has a massive bounty

⚔️ Headcanons: Ace, Luffy, Zoro x Tall! F! S/O

⚔️ Headcanons: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji - Reacting to crying S/O who tries to keep everyone happy

⚔️ NSFW Headcanons: Zoro, Sanji, Sabo x F! Dom! S/O

⚔️ Headcanons: ABO AU! Omega! Zoro, Sanji, Luffy + F! Alpha

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Kid, Zoro, Ace – Reaction to their S/O cosplaying as them.

⚔️ Scenario: Soul Mate AU! Zoro, Luffy and F! Soul Mate (Poly)

⚔️ NSFW Scenario: Roommate AU! Zoro, Luffy x F! Roommate (Poly)

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Kid, Law, Luffy - with a S/O who has a Buster sword

⚔️ Headcanons: Sanji, Zoro – With Male! S/O who possess a devil fruit giving him the abilities of a black cat.

⚔️ NSFW Scenario: Bratty Sub! Zoro x Hard Dom! F! S/O

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Ace, Katakuri, Robin, Zoro – Reacting to their crush that is super wary about sleeping around other people but is fine with them

⚔️ Headcanons: Sanji, Law, Zoro - With S/O who is afraid of wind

⚔️ Headcanons: X-Drake, Law, Zoro – At an amusement park with their S/O

⚔️ Headcanons: Sanji, Zoro, Law, Sabo – Meeting F! Nobody (Kingdom Hearts)

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Ace, Law, Kid – with a S/O who sleeps with their eyes open

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Robin – with Tiny! S/O who has a devil fruit with Number 5’s (Umbrella Academy) ability

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Luffy - #11. Making the other laugh & #28. Threesome

⚔️ Scenario: Zoro x F! S/O #1 Can I borrow your jacket/clothing?

⚔️ Scenario: Zoro with Nurse! Reader - #21. It’s just a knife wound no big deal.

⚔️ Headcanons: X-Drake, Zoro, Kid with S/O who has trouble falling asleep

⚔️ Scenarios: Buggy, Kid, Shanks – Meeting the girl of their dreams, but she is a marine

⚔️ Headcanons: Luffy, Ace, Zoro, Law – Meeting Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Goofy

⚔️ Headcanons: Shanks, Zoro, Kid x Shy! Curious! S/O

⚔️ Scenario: Zoro x F! S/O - #10. If you steal the blankets one more time I’m going to put my cold feet on you.

⚔️ NSFW Headcanons: Ace, Zoro, Mihawk, Sabo, Law – Reacting to S/O being brought to tears of pleasure

⚔️ NSFW Headcanons - Ace, Sabo, Zoro, Law with S/O who uses their safeword

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Ace, X-Drake with S/O who can be very emotional

⚔️ Headcanons Law, Luffy, Zoro, Ace x S/O that loves horror

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Ace reacting to discovering their S/O is a Sea Dragon (Non-Devil Fruit user)

⚔️ Short Scenarios: Dad! Kid, Dad! Law, Dad! Zoro, Dad! Crocodile with extremely shy daughter who has the tendency to hide away

⚔️ Scenario: Law + Zoro x F! Keyblade wielder – A Matter of Heart

⚔️ NSFW Headcanons: Law, Sanji, Zoro

⚔️ Headcanons: Ace, Law, Zoro, Sanji x S/O – Hinting at some intimate time together with a S/O that misunderstands their meaning

⚔️ Headcanons: Kid, Zoro, Law, Sabo x F! S/O who has a cursed flower in her right eye

⚔️ Headcanons: Ace, Law, Zoro, Sanji x S/O – Who is very honest with their thoughts and feelings

⚔️ Headcanons: Yandere! Zoro, Yandere! Ace, Yandere! Law, Yandere! Sanji x S/O

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Ace, Law, Sabo x S/O who is unusual and mysterious

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro meeting F! Reader in Wano and her being jealous of Hiyori and Zoro.

⚔️ Headcanons: Ace, Zoro x F! S/O who has large breasts

⚔️ Headcanons: ABO AU! Alpha! Luffy, Alpha! Sanji, Alpha! Zoro x Omega S/O

⚔️ SFW AND NSFW: ABO AU! Alpha! Luffy, Alpha! Sanji, Alpha! Zoro x Omega! S/O Who is in heat

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Kid, Zoro x S/O who has given them a really sweet nickname

⚔️ Headcanons: College AU! Zoro x Male! Best friend! Reader - Attending College with Zoro and Studying Business and Japanese

⚔️ Headcanons: Dad AU! Zoro, Luffy, Ace - Sleeping with their infant on their chest

⚔️ Headcanons: Male! Keyblade Wielder! Training with Zoro under Mihawk, reuniting in Dressrosa and being invited to the crew by Luffy

⚔️ Scenario: Law + Zoro x F! Keyblade Wielder – Listen to Your Heart

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Sanji - Reaction to Seeing M! Reader and F! Reader throwing pick up lines at each other

⚔️ NSFWish Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Ace x F! S/O – Having an argument and ‘making it up’ to her

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Kid, Marco, Zoro x Short! Male! Crewmate who hides his injury after a fight and collapses as a result

⚔️ Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Crocodile, Luffy x Shy! Deaf! Male! S/O

⚔️ NSFW Scenario: Zoro x Chubby! F! Reader – Beauteous Endeavour

⚔️ Headcanons: Kid, Zoro, Law x S/O - Hiding an engagement ring in cake to propose to their partner

⚔️ Headcanons: Brother! Killer and Brother! Zoro react to Sibling! Reader who is dating their captains.

⚔️ Headcanons: Crocodile, Luffy, Zoro, Kid x Quiet! Calm! S/O - Losing their shit

⚔️ Headcanons: Kid, Law, Zoro x Stowaway! Reader - Escaping and hiding from Dr. Vegapunk

⚔️ Headcanons (Slightly NSFW) – Killer, Law, Zoro what they think about their S/O having nipple piercings.

⚔️ Headcanons: Zoro, Ace, Law confessing their love to Straw-Hat! Reader

⚔️ Headcanons: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace with Sleepy head S/O – They just love sleeping and taking naps

#trashytoastboi #roronoa zoro #one piece #fluff #sfw #one piece imagines #one piece headcanons #gender neutral reader #gender neutral pronouns #one piece headcanon #female reader #male reader #unholy toast #character masterlist #masterlist

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moondust-artz · 7 months

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My Outsiders headcanon part 1

-Sometimes just to annoy Darry, Ponyboy and Sodapop will call him “mom”

-Ponyboy read books to Johnny

-Everytime they go to DisneyLand they lose Two-Bit so now he’s a leash kid

-Steve has an obsession with chocolate cake (I think we all know that at this point) and even ends up stealing some from the Curtis brothers

-Johnny ran away from home and lives at the Curtis’s house

-Two-Bit is autistic (I saw a headcanon abt it and thought I could add it here)

-Dally likes to stitch clothes together

-Two-Bit has a collection on Mickey Mouse merch

-Johnny is a hairstylist

-Sodapop and Steve always watch those puppy videos together and go: awwww🥰🥰🥰🥰

-Ponyboy doesn’t really like the fact that Soda and Steve are dating because if they get married Steve will become his bro in-law

-Sodapop and Ponyboy take turns to sleep in bed because they both have bfs, so when Steve comes over, Ponyboy and Johnny make a lil tent under the kitchen table and sleep

-Steve and Two-Bit love causing sh*t together

-Ponyboy and Johnny love to write fanfics together

-Johnny named his switchblade Stabby

-Dally and Two-Bit are banned from all kitchens (spoiler, they blew it up)

-Darry is the mom of the friend group (obv🙄)

-Ponyboy paints his nails (his fav is gold😏)

-Johnny gets really sassy around Two-Bit and Steve

-Ponyboy tries so bad to cook but he sucks at it

-Ponyboy and Johnny went to the movies on their first date

#the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #darry curtis #johnny cade #two bit mathews #steve randle #dally winston

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callsigndragon · 1 year

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Everyone's favorite Fanboy | M.F.G

Pairing: Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

Request: “My teammates gets annoyed because I talk about you 24/7”. Tell me this doesn't scream Fanboy...cause that's his literally his callsign 🤣

A/N: It took me FOREVER to write this, I'm still working on the requests and I'll post them aLL I SWEAR

Warnings: all the fluuuuuuuuuuuffs

If you want to be added to my forever TGM tag list, let me know.

Mickey is a fan of many things. Hence, his call sign. He's a fan of Star Trek, Marvel, video games, and more. He's proud of being a Fanboy. But the thing he's more fan of? His girlfriend.

He talks about her all the time. How many books she can read. The little things she writes. How she tries to cook his favorite dishes, and even though they don't end up exactly like the original, he's content with the fact that you took time to learn the recipe and tried to cook it yourself. Just because you wanted to give him a surprise.

Mickey says he's a fan.

The squad calls him a simp.

At this point, Mickey’s fellow aviators know you better than yourself. The thing is that they haven't seen you yet.

Mickey just doesn't shut up about you.

Today, Mickey and the rest of the Daggers are coming back from a mission, and he has invited you to the Hard Deck to finally meet his friends. He's excited about it, almost bouncing up and down in the chair while waiting for you to walk through the door.

"Mickey, you look like a puppy waiting for his owner," Payback jokes, patting Mickey’s back.

"I'm not a puppy?"

"You're a golden retriever, Mickey." Bob adds while getting more peanuts.

"Does your girl know that you behave like that?" Hangman asks, sitting down with a new round of beers.

"Oh yeah, she knows. That's why she loves me. Because, dude, she could be dating whoever she wants. Have I ever told you that this rich guy was–"

"Yeah, you told us." The rest of the Dagger respond in unison, remembering the story they have been told, at least three times.

"Did I? I don't remember, though." Mickey frowns, taking a sip from his drink, and almost chokes when he sees your figure walking through the door. "There she is!"

You smile when you see him, waving cutely in his direction. Hangman’s head moves from you to Mickey, and he is starting to understand why he is always talking about you.

Mickey gets up, offers you his seat, and places his hands on your shoulders when you sit down. “Guys, this is y/n. Y/n, these are Jake, Nat, Bob, Reuben, Bradley, and Javy.”

You greet everyone, excited to finally meet all of them. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet Mickey’s second family.”

“I’d say it’s a pleasure to finally meet you too, but we know everything about you already.” Nat jokes, offering you the beer that Hangman had brought for her a minute ago.

You frown, looking at their faces. You lean in Mickey’s direction, whispering in his ear. “Why is everyone looking at me like that?”

Mickey sighs, kissing your shoulder while whispering back. “My teammates get annoyed because I talk about you 24/7”

You laugh out loud, looking at them. “You don’t know he talks about you all the time?”

Jake places his arms on the table, pointing at you. “Speak, child.”

“Okay so, Mickey loves you all so much… He won’t shut up about Phoenix and Bob being the best team out there? He keeps talking about Phoenix being a badass and Bob probably being the best WSO.” You tell them, making Bob look at Mickey while rolling his eyes.

“You’re better than me, Garcia. Shut up.”

“Javy,” you continue, wanting to let the rest of the team know how important they are to Mickey. “You are literally his role model? He says that you are such a good friend, and it doesn’t matter how many times you have to try something, you keep going until you get it done.”

Javy musses Mickey’s hair, which is a few inches longer than he normally wears it. “I learned from the best, Mickey.”

“Jake, Bradley… I can’t even put into words how proud he is of working with people like you. He knows that you, Jake, are probably the best pilot of this generation, and he’s honored to work with you. And Bradley, you have been through so much and still have energy to put on a smile and face the world. You’re incredible.”

Jake and Bradley, men of few words, just raise their beers in Mickey’s direction and nod. There’s no need for them to say anything.

You finally turn to Reuben, sitting next to you, and place a hand on his arm. “You’re his big brother; I don’t have to tell you that. He is so proud of everything you have achieved, and how I wish you could have heard him talk when you guys were chosen to fly the uranium mission.”

Reuben smirks, shaking his head, and lets out a loud laugh. “So you’re just everyone’s Fanboy, huh?”

Mickey, whose ears are more red than Rooster’s helmet, hides his face behind your back, making you giggle.

“It’s the first time I have seen this man getting all shy.” Jake comments, unlocking his phone to take a picture.

“Now I want to know what things he told you about me.” You request, and everyone bombards you with information the next second.

He tells them everything. About your new hobbies, your past ones, how good you’re at your job even if sometimes you hate it, how much he loves you, how much he wants to move in with you, but it’s difficult with your jobs being so incompatible…

“Oh, and we know about the rich guy.” Rooster says, snapping his fingers as if he just remembered that tiny detail.

“You told them that too?” You say, honestly surprised that he keeps talking about that.

“Of course? You literally picked me over a guy that has millions of dollars?” He says, moving his hand up and down to signal his whole body, signaling how all that isn’t worth millions of dollars and, nonetheless, you picked him.

You place your hands on his face, peck his lips, and lock eyes with him. “Mickey, I don’t want a million dollars. I want the guy who can make me laugh a million times, the guy who’s always ready to compliment me and make me feel better about my insecurities. I don’t want money; I want love. And I won the lottery with you, love.”

Mickey kisses you softly, holding himself back from all the things that he wants to say. Some of them aren’t appropriate to say in public. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, my fanboy.” You mumble, kissing his nose, and turn your body toward the table again, watching the aviators with dreamy expressions and soft smiles.

“Okay, you are allowed to fanboy about her as much as you want,” Jake says, raising his beer. “Cheers for the cute couple!”

“And cheers for the best fanboy!” You add, making all of them chuckle while toasting. Mickey couldn’t be more proud of his family, even if he tried.

@shrimping-for-all

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@jynxmirage

@pono-pura-vida

@xoxabs88xox

#top gun maverick fanfic #top gun fanfiction #top gun x reader #top gun #top gun maverick #mickey fanboy garcia x reader #fanboy x you #top gun fanboy #mickey fanboy garcia #fanboy x reader #mickey garcia x reader #mickey garcia #fanboy fluff #top gun fluff #mickey garcia fluff

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 26 days

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66 and 84🥹?

Hi anon! i hope its satifsying to get your prompt answered after a week, i just didnt like this and didnt know how to end it but ive accepted that im not going to make it any better and here you go!

84. Show me what’s behind your back + 66. How could I ever forget about you?

Ian held out for so, so long, he’d like that on the record.

He didn't know about it until they moved into the westside apartment. His alarm bells started going off when he noticed Mickey being careful with something. It was unusual for Mickey, who usually threw his shit around without a care and it made Ian’s Mickey specific senses prick up.

He’d subtly tracked Mickey’s movements as they unpacked, knowing that if Mickey was bothering to try to hide something, there was no point in asking from the jump because he wouldn’t get answer.

And Ian trusted his husband, and was making a point to show that, so if Mickey wanted to hide the little unlabeled tin somewhere Ian wouldn’t find it (in the hollowed out contents of a book and buried in his nightstand, Ian wasn’t a saint and there was no logical explanation for Mickey owning a book that big) Ian would let him have that, it’s not like the contents of that tin would be life or death, right?

That’s what Ian kept telling himself when Mickey disappeared one night. He was supposed to be with Sandy and back in time for dinner, but there Ian was at midnight, wondering where the hell his husband was.

He’d exhausted, his options; calling Mickey, calling Sandy, calling Debbie and Lip, and finally calling the hospital. Nothing. No one was answering.

So Ian stretched his mind to what kind of trouble his husband could be getting into, and it kept going back to that little mystery tin.

Fuck it. Ian creeped down the hallway, keeping his footsteps light from nerves even though he was the only one home. Once he finally rifled through Mickey’s nightstand, searching through miscellaneous pens and notebooks and half eaten protein bars Ian told him to throw away weeks ago, he found the big heavy book tucked all the way in the back.

Smoothing his thumb over the cover, Ian tried to make out what it originally said. Maybe cigars? Or bullets, knowing Mickey. It was bigger than a mint tin but smaller than a lunchbox and rusting lightly around some of the corners.

Cautiously lifting the lid, Ian peered in curiously, all thoughts of it possibly holding the secret to Mickey’s location fading away as he took in the contents.

It had Mickey’s birth certificate, for one. Mikhalio Aleksander Milkovich. August 10th 1994. Cook County, born at 3:36 am. There was a white lighter, which didn’t have any gas left in it, but Ian kind of recognized it from when they were kids. There was a photo of a woman with dark hair, standing unsmilingly in front of a white wall. A little green army man, like the ones that littered Ian’s childhood bedroom, and a photo of Mickey and Mandy that must’ve been taken on Mandy’s first phone, judging from the quality.

An old strip of paper with a phone number, a GED with Mickey’s name on it which made Ian’s eyebrows raise. An ID with a photo of younger Mickey that listed him as Casimir Bukowski. And finally, a very, very old photo of Ian, with a beanie and a smirk, flipping off the camera like he thought he was the shit.

There were a couple of water stains, and places where the shitty inkjet paper was faded nearly white, but it was obviously him.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Ian whipped around and closed the tin behind him as he faced his husband.

“Nothing,” he defended immediately. “What the fuck are you doing back so late? I was worried.”

“Got fucking trashed with Sandy” Mickey said. “Had to listen to her fucking dyke drama.”

“You should have called me!” Ian insisted angrily.

“What’re are you hiding?” Mickey slurred curiously.

“I am not-” Ian started indignantly, cheeks heating up.

“Show me what’s behind your back” Mickey ordered.

“Your mystery box” Ian admitted, throwing the tin onto their comforter.

Mickey snorted inelegantly, walking over to join Ian and sitting on his side of the bed, stumbling slightly.

Pulling the box into his lap, Mickey shuffled through the contents halfheartedly “it’s not a mystery, it’s just my shit.”

“You don’t have to hide it,” Ian said quietly, sitting next to him.

“Force of habit” Mickey explained away.

Chewing his lip, Ian debated how to bring up the photo that shocked him the most “that’s a really old picture, you can have a new one.”

“I’ve had it for a while,” Mickey said unhelpfully, like that explained it.

“How’d you even get it?”

“Mandy printed it out, I guess she took it” Ian tried to think back and vaguely remembered Mandy pointing a shitty snapshot camera at him before she made him take photos of her. “I stole it after you left, for the army.”

Mickey was looking at the photo now, rubbing his thumb over the worn paper. “I wanted to see you, I guess,” he admitted quietly.

“I thought you forgot about me,” Ian said honestly.

“How could I forget about you?” Mickey asked honestly, finally looking up to meet Ian’s eyes with a wide, unfocused look.

“I don’t know” Ian said, not really understanding his own motivations entirely, looking back. But also not ready to admit he assumed everyone forgot about him, even his own family.

“Thought about you every day,” Mickey said quietly.

But now he thought about Mickey sitting alone and looking at a photo of him in between moments of pretending, hiding in his own house from the wife he didn’t want and a father who despised him.

“You really love me, huh?” Ian asked, peering curiously over at his husbands face.

Mickey finally looked up, meeting his gaze with a smirk. “’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, Gallagher.”

For a second, Ian was so overwhelmed with emotion he couldn’t stand to look at him, so Ian bumped his shoulder against Mickey’s, smiling bashfully as he over corrected and nearly fell off the bed.

“You’re fucking trashed” Ian accused.

“Been drinking around you losers too much” Mickey defended tiredly, rubbing absentmindedly at his face.

“Yeah?” Ian asked sweetly, amusedly watching his husband fade into sleep in real time.

“M’yeah” Mickey agreed.

Ian kissed his head for a second before getting up and kneeling in front of him.

“Oh, I love you Ian, but there’s no way I’m gonna’ be able to do that” Mickey mumbled, blinking slowly down at him.

Ian just grinned and started unlacing his boots, knowing that Mickey was about fifteen seconds away from curling up on their clean comforter with dirty shoes.

“You want some leftovers?” Ian asked once he finished taking off his husbands shoes.

“I thought I wasn’t allowed to eat in the bed,” Mickey said tauntingly, digging his sock covered toes into Ian’s thigh.

Ian fixed him with a glare until Mickey shook his head. Ian shrugged and helped Mickey out of his jacket and jeans, and rolled him into the center of the bed before he padded quietly into their bathroom to take his nighttime meds.

When he got back into the bedroom, Mickey was sound asleep, snoring and drooling slightly against Ian’s pillow in the dim yellow light.

thanks for asking!

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#sgt says #prompt game

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