– there is no jealousy here. none. diemen catches you two snuggling while he was looking for a sweet dog? no prob, he just hops in. it’s lit.
– mallek is the big spoon!! he’ll envelop you both in hugs and kisses till the cows come home. he’s also the big spoon in the relationship. he lets you both wear his sign and colors, and makes sure to keep you both away from any highbloods who might find you an easy target.
– because diemen doesn’t have a lusus anymore, mallek’s lusus adopted you both! snakemom is really affectionate and will love on you like she does mallek. she understands that because you’re both important to him, you’re important to her.
– diemen is a wicked good cook, especially when dealing with meat. because rustbloods aren’t allowed to be chefs, mallek lets diemen fix the meals on date night. he offered to get diemen a hive complete with full kitchen, but diemen refused, still on his quest for meat.
– they both adore you! diemen is a big fan of adventure, and will take you everywhere just exploring. mallek usually has to pull out his palmhusk to get up the GPS so you don’t get terribly lost.
– mallek hijacks drones to drop you gifts at random times. they tend to be really inopportune, but he means well! you once had one drop a pckage on you while sleeping. mallek got quite the earful the next day.
– you all often cuddle on the couch. mallek is in the back, with diemen lying beside him. you’re on diemen’s other side, reaching over to mallek so he’s all cozied in the middle. sometimes, he’ll start purring like a cat! you have a tendency to fall asleep in that position.
– mallek convinced diemen to let him give him a tattoo. it’s a hot dog on his left arm, in all it’s inked glory.
Oh no. Oh no no no. They’re so sorry, they didn’t mean to. Um…you can unfuse if you want. Maybe? They’re already trying to pull away, & you’ve hardly had a chance to get your/Your bearings. Please calm down! Is it really okay…? Yes, it is. You…kind of like this. It’s nice. Maybe spending a little more time as Yourself would be…okay…
Undertale-Mettaton:
My, my! Isn’t this quite a surprise!! More than anything, he’s pretty darn excited. What a happy little accident you’ve had! Why, you’ve got to go show the world, right now–the public deserves to meet you (Him. You. Them??) !!! You’re already off & running, twirling & skipping, & just enjoying being Yourself. This is wonderful!
Underfell-Napstablook:
Oh. Uh, this is. They didn’t mean to–let go. They’ll back off, so just, uh, let go. But. You’re okay with this? Really? Surely, it’s got to be uncomfortable. Somehow, though…You’re okay. You. Them? It’s okay. Actually, it’s not too bad. Besides, who’s really the one not letting go, here? Cause it’s surely not you/them–You. Or maybe it is.
Underfell-Mettaton:
Oh God, stars, darling he’s so sorry. You must hate him, look at what you’ve become!! Wait, you…You’re okay? This isn’t that bad? You didn’t turn out nearly as monstrous as he’d have expected. In fact, You’re actually quite…lovely. You kind of like being You. Maybe You could stay like this for a little while longer. Just for a little bit.
Oh, sweetpea, don’t say that! He’s the best one to come to in this situation, in all honesty. The moment the words leave your lips he’s quick to remind you of how absolutely wonderful he thinks you are. You’re always going to be #1 in his eyes, sugar, so never doubt how much he loves you!!
Papyrus:
Okay, but really, who does??? (Um, obviously everybody??) Everyone deserves to know & love him! Including you!! He just laughs & assures you that you are a very lucky person to know someone as great & incredible as he is–& that he feels equally blessed to know someone like you (because you know someone like him)!!!
Mettaton:
Darling, of course you deserve him. He’s the best, isn’t he? & in his professional opinion, you deserve the best out of everything in life. So, ergo, he is the perfect choice for you! All he really does is remark on how silly you, & give you a quick hug & smooch before moving on. Honestly, how could you think otherwise?
U know what fuck it…..ima actually do it just to see what y’all think !!:
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“Please, (y/n).”
You rolled your eyes, focused on the TV while the blond haired boy fidgeted next to you on the couch.
“What?” you said, tone impatient as you fixed your gaze on the screen, refusing to look over. Of course, the show wasn’t nearly as interesting as you were letting on; you were just waiting to see how long it would be until Michael completely lost control.
“I’m- I can’t stop thinking about earlier.”
“What happened earlier?” you asked, stifling a devilish smirk as you feigned ignorance.
“When you touched me. And you didn’t let me, you know.”
He sounded so worked up and desperate that you almost felt sorry for him- almost. You knew he loved it, though, when you denied and teased him, made him beg. He craved it, to be under your control.
“What do you mean? You were practically begging on your hands and knees for me to touch you, so I touched you.”
He licked his lips, shifting his body so he was sitting cross legged. He looked so innocent right now, a mop of messy blond hair falling in front of his widened eyes, hands toying with the sleeves of his slightly-too-big sweater. “Yeah, but- but you didn’t let me come.”
He pouted at you, and finally you turned to face him. Cupping his face with one hand, you leaned in close to him. He looked anxious, almost afraid, but there was a distant flicker of something else in his pale blue eyes.
“You asked me to touch you, Michael,” you said sternly, taking your other hand and stroking his hair tenderly. “And I gave you what you wanted. You’re being very ungrateful right now.”
He only looked at you, bottom lip quivering as he blinked back tears. “Please,” he said, voice hardly louder than a whisper.
You pretended to stroke his hair again before tugging it back sharply, resulting in a pained gasp from his mouth. You raised yourself slightly on the couch to look down at him, enjoying the way he looked at you, so eager to be yours. He looked so sweet right now, so needy. You wanted to kiss him gently and coo to him that everything would be okay. But you wouldn’t.
“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m just. I need to come. It hurts how bad I want you, I-”
You interrupted him by yanking his hair again, and he cried out.
“Clearly I haven’t taught you well enough if you’re complaining like this. I think I’m going to have to discipline you.”
He let out a whine that sounded vaguely like a moan, and you let go of his hair. “Now get up. You’re finally going to get what you’ve been begging for.”
Hi I just wanted to write about getting stuck out in a storm and huddling under a blanket for warmth.
with READER!
Don’t worry, the woman on the phone said. The storm should settle in an hour, once it does we will send a dispatch car out. Conserve your gas and stay warm.
Of course.
Julian leans over from the passenger seat and hits the button to turn on your hazard lights. With a look of realization, he shares with you, “I stored some blankets in the trunk- hold on-”
“Julian wait!” He doesn’t wait for your plead, already pushing the door open and kicking away chunks of snow before rounding the car. You feel the shift as he opens the trunk and quickly closes it. When he appears, puffing and trembling even with only a second out there, you’re quick to scold- “Julian, I could have gotten them myself!”
His smile fills you with a bit of extra warmth as he begins to unfold the blanket. “Well I don’t want you getting cold…”
You and him, within minutes, resolve that you can’t properly share a blanket over the cup holder and awkward seats. Julian is quick to suggest he pull you into his lap after shifting the seat back for more room. Honestly though- you don’t have the heart to deny that it would be best… plus with your shared body heat, it would be easier to conserve warmth.
Slowly, you crawl over the cup holder and the gear shifts to accompany him in the passenger seat. It’s an awkward squeeze with you practically laying on top of him- but Julian has no complaints. He even holds you closer, pulling the blanket over top the both of you with much more ease this time. It’s made of wool and intricately knitted by the hand of Mazelinka herself. Hell, despite being in the trunk of your car for the last month or so, you can smell the scent of her candles that she makes at home.
In this ditch, with the snowstorm at its peak, firm against Julian’s chest and with the familiar scent of Mazelinka’s house along and her plush throw blanket, you feel strangely comfortable.
The radio’s static fades in and out with scattered pop songs and the annoying drone of some news caster telling how many inches of snow have fallen. You’re not paying attention to it- instead- much more calmed by the slow, heavy thrum of his heart beat. His chest rises and falls slowly with his breath coupled to similar tempo with his hand caressing your back in slow circles.
You don’t quite notice how easily the time dribbles away like water, seconds delving into minutes and, eventually, the drone of the radio making some sort of announcement of the storm slowing down.
“Guess they’ll be coming soon…” Julian’s murmur rouses you from some dozing you had been in. He looks equally tired and just barely shivering from wherever the blanket didn’t reach him. You give him a questioning look at that, but he merely shrugs. “A little cold- I’m okay though.”
You don’t believe him. You shift a little closer, pulling the blanket up more to cover him properly, making you two even closer than before. You can catch the faintest of blushes on his cheeks. Despite for how long the two of you have dated, he’s still so adorable. Cheekily, you suggest, “Maybe we should kiss to conserve warmth~”
His blush remains, but his smile arches up wide and impressed. “You’re so right-” You knew he was close to another barrage of flirting, so you nudge up and capture his lips before he does, drawing out from him a gasp and then a following moan against your lips.
It was safe to say you were kept very- very warm until the rescue trucks found you.
“Kyle!” Misty yelled as the boy squirmed around in the tub.
“Kyle we have to get you clean please stay still!” Zoe yelled as she gripped his arms forcing him to stay still but to no avail.
“NO!” Kyle screamed as he continued to thrash around getting water everywhere. All over the floor and walls. The two witches tried their best to keep him still but he was acting like a toddler refusing to let them wash him.
There was a knock on the door and the three of them went quiet for a moment. Zoe stood and went to answer it while Misty tried again to bathe Kyle. You stood dumbfounded in the door way from the noise as Zoe stuck her head out but kept the door so you wouldn’t see what’s happening.
“What is going on?” You say, visibly agitated.
“Nothing everything’s fine,” Zoe lied.
Kyle suddenly moved his attention to the door and wailed out to it. He stuck his arm you and pointed at the door. Misty had to hold him steady as he tried to climb out. You forcefully push past Zoe and nearly slipped on the flooded tile. You stared in shock at the naked college student curled up in the bath tub with a soaked Misty crouching next to him.
Kyle kept trying to reach out to you and in that moment you understood. You bent to pick up the discarded washcloth and told the other two they could leave.
“Don’t worry, Kyle,” you said gingerly, “we’ll get you nice and clean and warm.”
✧ this is all based off my own viewpoint and opinion, so it may differ from yours or others!
✧ have a request? drop it in my request box, it should be somewhere on my profile. if not, just leave me a message. I should be active for the next few weeks, so don’t hesitate! ;D
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Izuku Midoriya 緑谷出久
✧ honestly, such a cuddlebug
✧ he’s highkey also an adorable dork with those cute as fuck freckles UWU!!
✧ I can see him being a naturally affectionate and attentive person
✧ the above means that he can easily tell if you are in a good or bad mood
✧ having a bad day? he’ll probably ask you a lot about what happened
✧ once he gets answers from you (that is, if you confide into him), he’ll give you one hell of a huge hug and maybe a kiss on the head
✧ he’ll start telling you a string of comforting words and basically anything else to make you feel the slightest bit better
✧ okay, positive side now: I feel like he’s that one boy to drag you by the hand and run through the city with you at like one in the morning
✧ he seems like the kid to be up for late night adventures, if his mother approves, that is
✧ also because he’s known to be an avid note taker, his position in the class is pretty decent. if you’re struggling with your grades, he’ll definitely help you as best as he can
✧ but let’s be honest, the ‘study date’ he initiates with you usually ends up in the both of you just talking about life and even more cuddling lmao
✧ overall, boyfriend!midoriya is one of the cutest things I could imagine :(( he’s such a soft, gentle yet brave boy ùwú
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Katsuki Bakugou 爆豪勝己
✧ honestly when you two first got together, everyone thought it was beyond miraculous. the infamous katsuki bakugou? having feelings for someone? that’s certainly something you don’t see everyday
✧ truthfully, bakugou probably had a crush on you without even realising it. he would probably brush it off by telling himself that it was late puberty or something lmao
✧ he’s also kind of emotionally constipated, so he typically isn’t too affectionate or romantic, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you
✧ he generally prefers to show his feelings through simple and subtle actions, such as holding your hand or even placing an arm on your waist (protectively)
✧ on the topic of being protective: should any other boy be 10 metres near you, bakugou wouldn’t hesitate to start a fucking fistfight
✧…which is why you fear for your life whenever you hang out with male friends and happen to see your boyfriend glaring at them with his fists clenched
✧ since he’s known for being extremely violent and vulgar to pretty much everyone, he won’t be any different around you
✧ but because he doesn’t want to hurt you either, he’ll be a little bit gentler. just a little…
✧ your first kiss with bakugou was probably really awkward, at least for him. he’s never actually gone that far with anyone before and he’s just doing whatever comes first to his mind
✧ but of course as time goes by, he gets more comfortable around you and starts getting better at showing affection!
✧ overall, boyfriend!bakugou is so, so, so fucking adorable. we all love a protective, feisty, yet endearing pomeranian (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)
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Shoto Todoroki 轟焦凍
✧ oOOoH my favorite boy!
✧ somewhat like bakugou, todoroki takes time to open up and is slightly emotionally constipated.
✧ however, when he does, expect a lot of back hugs and cheek kisses!
✧ I’ve also considered him to be the kind of boy who gets flustered and hides his face in the crook of your neck during the first kiss…uwu
✧ random point, todoroki has always been a reserved and quiet boy, but surprisingly I think he’d be the one who asked you out
✧ and that’s only because midoriya (if tododeku wasn’t actually canon, they’d be wingmen, let’s not deny) persuaded and encouraged him to do so
✧ he was probably shook and lowkey quaking when he asked the question, but looking at his beautiful face and admirable personality, who were you to decline?
✧ anyway, dating time: he’s totally the boy to bring you out for (cold) soba and bubble tea dates! if you’re lucky, perhaps that’s something you and him have in common, the love for cold food lmao
✧ but if you don’t actually like cold food, todoroki is always up for compromising. he’ll treat you to your favorite food as well, but he ensures there’s a balance! 😉
✧ a final point, because that boy is literally half cold and half hot, cuddling would be the most comforting thing ever
✧ feeling cold? cuddle his left side. ass getting sweaty? cuddle his right side. hotel? trivago.
✧ overall, boyfriend!todoroki is such a concept. he’s loyal, respectful and affectionate once he gets comfortable!fuck, midoriya’s a lucky one
Summary: A prompt someone sent me to do with Bucky… but it’s funnier with Loki tbh // Reader is a “young” Avenger, around 21. He has the powers that are never talked about because no reason, so it’s whatever your heart desires!
Pairings: Loki x Male Reader
Rating: Teen [PG-13]
Warnings: Sexual jokes
You had only been part of the Avengers for a few short months, you have never seen any action or fought any actual villains. You have to harness your powers first before you go fighting any battles, which is taking longer than you expect or wanted.
Although, it’s given you more time to explore the Avengers HQ and get to know your fellow team mates a little better. It’s also gotten you used to having Loki around, since him and Thor arrived with their ship of Asgardians, he had also been wondering around.
Thor wanted to keep a close eye on him, Loki didn’t seem to mind. You haven’t had a full conversation with him, passing comments when around the same living space and shared smiles. He seemed to have varying levels of friendships with the others, Tony was distant, yet they had sassy arguements and Bruce stayed away, but got along with him. Steve mostly kept away, but Thor is his bestie and would make himself socialise with the other God.
Clint hated him with a burning passion, yet wasn’t afraid to poke fun or mock him and Natasha hasn’t really expressed an outward opinion on Loki.
But you? You… like him. You’re kinda a fan, in a non weird way- if that’s possible. You studied Norse mythology in college, it was a blast and you learnt a lot about how the Viking’s viewed religion. Loki was one of the best God’s to learn about, although his tales are quite… amusing and weird.
Loki wasn’t entirely different to the mythology you had studied, definitely better looking than the depicted pictures and more modern. You, honestly, didn’t know what you expected when meeting the God of Mischief. So, since he was your favourite god to study, he was your lock screen- the drawings of him, not Loki now, just the pictures from the textbooks. You didn’t think he’d even know if he looked at it, so it wasn’t embarrassing for you because why would Loki know that?
You sat in the living room, scrolling through buzzfeed. Loki was reading some book on another sofa, he was so silent that you had forgotten he was even in the room.
“I’m stranded on a deserted island with the person on my lock screen. How screwed am I?” You ask yourself out loud, forgetting that there’s another person in the room, within earshot of you, too.
Without missing a beat, “Depends on how much energy I’ve got.”
You’re stunned into silence, your eyes widen and freeze. Loki knew you had him as your lock screen? All this time, he had known. Your eyes look at him, he’s peeking over the book and has a raised eyebrow. Almost mocking you for this, you silently go back to your quiz, feeling deeply embarrassed and confused.
“Woah, smooth…” is your late reaction and response.
Loki ends up chuckling at you and you both go back to your own things. Your heart racing a little at what Loki said, Loki seemingly unaffected by what he done.
Did he mean what he said? Was it just a joke, a passing comment meant to get a reaction from you? Your mind is racing, almost as fast as your heart. A part of you wanted Loki to mean it, yet you knew he didn’t. He’s a God, you’re not even a fully established Avenger, yet. You give a glance to Loki, once again consumed by the book before him, turning the pages delicately.
(This isn’t great. Sorry, I tried to write Loki as best I can but it’s difficult. I might delete this because I actually really hate it, but here’s a little something, I guess.- Rosalie🍑)
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