Papaaa Phantom And Rain Are Flirting On Stage Again 😪

Y'all, I'm such a sucker for these kind of pictures fr. I found pictures from Terzo's robe straight out of the workshop. I'll never not be in love with that costume, the purple lining just takes the whole thing to another level. I love the sequin accents on the robe I love the lace used on the middle part, it adds such an organic feel to it and I can't not love it.

Original costume by Michel Berandi

seasons greetings from raindrop!! my gift(s) to @/aster_adams on twt as part of a secret santa exchange :]

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thats my name?

nanami's daughter went through an identity crisis at the age of four.

you were teaching her how to write her own name. she happily exclaimed that she can do it herself, after all papa taught her all the alphabets. she clumsily jot down her supposed name and showed it to you, looking very much proud

suethart nanami

you were confused but told her this was not her name. she looked up at you with confused big doe eyes, the color the same as your husband's

"but thats what papa calls me?"

you chuckled behind your hand and explained to her what her actual name was and how it wasnt sweetheart. she looked so devastated that you almost wanted to rename her.

"no, its sweetheart!"

later that evening, before nanami could even announce he was home and put out his shoes, his daughter went to him running

"papa! whats my name??" she asked very firmly, with arms crossed and brows furrowed

he raised his eyebrow at you to see if it was another tiktok prank where he was supposed to call her 'my princess' (hed gladly do that). you just shrugged your shoulders at him, looking very much done. he fondly huffed, things are always so chaotic with you two, but he wouldnt have it any other way. he smiled softly and patted his baby's fluffy haired head

"sweetheart, at least let me put out my shoes first-"

she cheered happily and threw herself in nanamis arms. out of instinct, he held her, with all the gentleness in the world.

"see mama?? i told you my name was sweetheart!!" she then proceeded to give you a 'i told you so' look

nanami, still very much confused and not out of his shoes looked at you, asking for help. you just sighed heavily

later during dinner time, you and nanami both taught your baby about real names and pet names. she got so pouty after she learnt that her name was neither sweetheart nor baby nor honey, it was taking nanami a lot of willpower to not her rename her sweetheart and bring back her sunny smile. but you reassured her that to you guys she will forever be 'sweetheart'. she lit up at your words and proceeded to happily munch her food

nanami blinked. well that was easy.

tho she had another breakdown when she found out that your name wasnt actually 'my love'.

edit : i have a papa geto work too! pls check it out on my profile!! ty :))

lovely Hii

Can i get poly!marauders x fem reader where maybe she has been exhausted and busy lately and maybe they’re giving her some space cause they dont know if she wants affection now but she sees them all lovey dovey with eachother all the time and she feels sad cause she wants to join but feels too shy to ask so she tries to discreetly slip back and one of them notices?

Im sorry if that is a bunch of gibberish but i have been awake for over a day now and my brain is fried (i hate uni)

thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy <333

(comments are always appreciated and i literally need to see what you think to keep writing, angels. of course i can't force you to send me anything but it would be amazing if you take two seconds to tell me what you think. it's not always easy to keep doing something without getting any feedback about it ♡)

poly!marauders x fem!reader

the relationship between james and remus has always been somewhat chaotic.

they have huge chemistry, maybe something like opposites attract situation. remus is calm when james is bubbling with excitement, remus loves with silent kisses when james loses his breath as he makes love, remus likes rationality when james swims deep in his emotions.

you watch them flirt as they sit on the couch. you're at the table across them in the living room, staring at your laptop screen with exhausted eyes. it probably would be easier to complete what you've been writing if you could have more energy, but sadly you sit all tense and cold at your place. your arms get the chills, you avoid looking at your lovers.

if you leave the table to join them, james and remus would welcome you with open arms. the mere thought of james's lips against your forehead and remus's fingers rubbing your neck makes you want to cry loudly. it's just torturing yourself, but you don't think you're strong enough to ask for love. you need to get this done. you need to think about the classes you gotta pass.

james kisses a line on his boyfriend's cheek, so warm, remus practically loses his mind. "where's sirius?" james asks, remembering sirius leave for the kitchen minutes ago. "is he burning up our kitchen, do you think?"

"we would've notice."

"no, we wouldn't." james whispers. "you're too damn distracting."

remus melts. autumn always brings starvation for touch and loving, two things james is the best at giving. he looks at your way briefly, your droopy eyes worry him.

"she seems so tired." remus says, his lips kiss james's knuckles mindlessly. "should we say something to make her give a break?"

"she said the essay has a deadline, moons." james answers. "i mean, she clearly needs a break, but i'm not sure if we should interrupt her."

it's hard to decide because you get nervous with breaks sometimes. you complain about not controlling the time good enough when you're spending your free minutes with them and being unable to finish stuff at time. you say most of this teasingly, but the boys know there's always some truth in it.

sirius walks into the room with a big mug in his hands. he carries it carefully to your table. james and remus watch the scene, their hands together and legs tangled.

"here it is." sirius puts the mug on the table. "a perfect cup of hot chocolate for my gorgeous girl."

you look at him with the widest eyes. you can't cry. fuck, he's so sweet. he smiles, he looks so handsome with his old t-shirt and messed up hair. you close your laptop, curve your lips to stop yourself from crying.

"this is so nice, siri." you say to him, unshed tears clog your throat. "thank you."

"um- can i get a kiss? i spend fifteen minutes for this."

you nod with a smile, he leans down for you. you only mean to kiss his cheek, but he smells so good and he's so kind- your hand shakes as it touches his shoulder. it doesn't take sirius long to understand what's going on. he manages to hug you before you start crying.

"oh, baby, no-" he says with a sad voice. he attempts to make a joke. "you can't cry for hot chocolate- i'm sure it doesn't even taste that good."

james and remus sit straight with worry. "dove?" remus leaves the couch. "what's wrong?"

"are you okay?"

you nod, they probably won't believe it. you hold onto sirius, he lifts you up from the chair. it's a proper hug now, your skin tingles with the sensation. it feels so good to be touched.

"it's okay." sirius kisses your head. "you're just overwhelmed. you're okay."

you keep your head on sirius's chest. he's warm and his arms are strong, he supports your body to help you stay on your feet. remus brings his hand on your waist, his thumb gently draws a circle.

"can we go to bed?" you ask. separating yourself from sirius is hard, but it's harder to stay vertical. james extends a hand to you, you hold it greedily. they are all thinking the same thing, you'll calm down but you need to feel safe enough with your surroundings to do that. even though they'd like to keep you stuck in their arms, this might not be the best idea.

the bed is cold. it will pass in a few minutes. remus takes you under the blanket, james adjusts the pillows. sirius has a wrinkle between his eyebrows, he gets behind you on bed and wraps his arm around your shoulder. you sniffle softly, suddenly embarrassed by all the attention.

"sorry." you offer, your voice sounds sincerely sorry. "i don't know what came over me."

"i think we should be sorry." remus says. "jamie and i were talking about whether we should tell you to take a break but- we didn't wanna distract you. we should've distract you."

"it's not your fault that i can't manage my time doing stuff i've been doing for years." you say, weakly. "i'm just sick of being tired. i guess i- missed you."

sirius gives you a generous kiss on the side of your head. "you can jump on us any time you want, you know that, gorgeous."

"i think my head doesn't work like that when i'm exhausted."

"it doesn't have to." james says. his voice is like honey. "you don't have to ask for anything. we should be giving you everything before you even have to ask."

"he's right." remus agrees. "it should be like this for all of us, i think."

you nod. your eyes have a grateful look in them, they are undeniably tired, but still pretty to your boys. the bed is warmer. you force yourself to stop counting down the minutes for deadlines. james puts his head on your chest, hugs you as your back touches the bed, his arms are tight around you like you'll run away.

it's good to be touched. it's amazing to have contact with their hands, safe and secure, you can do anything you want if you always feel like this. remus kisses your fingers. his eyes are gentle. they are all so gentle, kind with you, you feel like you'll never break as long as you have them.

sirius's kisses help you fall asleep at the end. he's always bold with his affections, this time he manages to be softer with his lips and more tender with his hands. long fingers in your hair, chapped lips on your skin. he whispers how much he adores you, the tone of his voice hits your mind so well. you are okay. you think you'll be okay, and that's a nice beginning to get things done.

Babe I saw this post and I am requesting you please write the wolfstar idea you responded with because it's been stuck in my head since I saw this post

https://www.tumblr.com/lexxxrated/773973187421716480/sudden-thought-remuss-breeding-kink-goes-into?source=share

hahaha okay, since you asked so nicely.

poly!wolfstar x fem!reader who have been trying for a baby [1.2k words]

CW: there's no actual smut in this fic but it is outwardly and explicitly discussed, mature themes, discussion about a stretch of time spent 'trying' & about it 'working', after care, mature themes - viewer discretion is advised

Sirius smiled around the spoon of ice cream he had just put in his mouth when he heard someone coming down the stairs; the sound of the gait told him it was undeniably Remus. 

“Godric’s fucking balls, Pads.” Remus hissed as he rounded the corner into the kitchen, clutching at his bare chest as he fought to catch his breath, though Sirius knew it wasn’t just his recent fright that had him desperate for air. 

Remus looked thoroughly debauched; his hair was in a right state, his chest (and shoulders and arms and probably his back, if he’d give Sirius a spin) were littered in red welts, scratches, various love bites, and-

“Merlin’s tits, is that a bite mark?!” He asked, using his now empty spoon to point at the juncture of Remus’ neck and shoulder. 

“What are you doing home so early?” Remus asked instead of responding, moving to the fridge to pour two glasses of cold water. 

”It’s nearly seven, Moons.” Sirius chuckled, smirking to himself when Remus’ movements froze, only just now seeming to realise how dark it had gotten outside. 

“I-”

“-have been fucking for hours, yeah.” Sirius finished his sentence for him, haughtily putting another spoonful of ice cream in his mouth and relishing in the hungry way Remus’ eyes tracked the movement. 

“How long have you been down here?” Remus finally asked, and Sirius pointed to the two plates of dinner under a stasis charm and his own, clean plate sitting in the drying rack after having been washed. “You didn’t want to join?”

Sirius’ responding smirk was nearly wicked. “Sounded like you had everything under control, Moons.” He started, watching Remus flush red from the tips of his ears down to his chest. “Multiple times, if I wasn’t mistaken. Besides, I have to admit I’m still quite sore from last night; I don’t know how Dolly’s putting up with you.”

“Merlin…” Remus groaned as he rubbed his hands down his face, only serving to make him look even more debauched; Sirius’ dick twitched in response. ”I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

Luckily for the three of you, Sirius did. 

“Where’s our girlfriend?” Sirius asked as he put the lid back on the ice cream and moved to return it to the freezer. 

“Erm, I…ran her a bath, I came to grab her a glass of water.”

“Right, well, why don’t you sit and eat, and I’ll take over?” Sirius offered as he plucked the pitcher of water from Remus’ hand and procured you a glass. 

But Sirius should have known better than to expect Remus not to follow him up the stairs; as much as Moony loved to ravish you, he loved taking care of you even more. Aftercare was no exception. 

The bathroom was foggy with the amount of humidity your too-hot bath was creating, and Sirius knew then that Remus must be feeling particularly repentant for his obsession with you this week if he was willing to allow your blood pressure to skyrocket over it. 

“Hot enough for you, doll?” He asked as he walked in; Remus leaning against the door frame out of your field of view as he watched Sirius kneel beside the tub and rub a gentle knuckle over the high of your damp cheek.

“Hi Siri.” You greeted almost dopily, looking as though you’d been moments away from falling asleep. 

“How’re you doing?” He asked, pressing a kiss to your lips before sitting back on his heels to await your answer. 

“He’s insatiable,” you pouted theatrically, “I think I melted.”

“Mhm?” He offered noncommittally, running a thumb over your eyebrow as you blinked slowly. “And you turned poor Moony into a scratch post. Don’t think I didn’t do a thorough inspection, doll; I saw that bite mark.” 

You scrunched your eyes closed in embarrassment and sunk lower into the water, prompting Sirius to continue.

“I’d say you gave as good as you got.” 

“You’re supposed to be on my side.” You grumbled halfheartedly, and Sirius’ bark of laughter covered Remus’ snort from the doorway. 

“There are no sides, gorgeous. We’re all winning here.” He reminded you with a boop to your nose. “Besides, this is your fault.”

Your eyes opened at that, though only enough to narrow them at Sirius. “My fault?”

“Sure is.” He confirmed as he cupped some water in his hand and trickled it over your shoulder. “Wanna tell me what time of the month it is?” 

He watched your eyebrows furrow. “I’m…not on my period?” 

“Getting warmer.” He agreed, fighting to keep his face neutral when he noticed Remus’ head tilt in his periphery. 

“I’m…well, I-” water sloshed as you quickly sat up straight. “I’m not ovulating, am I!?”

Sirius laughed over at the door where Remus slapped his hand over his mouth in astonishment.

“He can’t smell that, can he?!” You continued. 

“Easy doll, easy.” Sirius laughed as he encouraged you to lean back down. “If it’s any consolation, I don’t think he even realised he could.” 

“I’m so sorry, dove.” Remus insisted as he moved into the room to join you both. “Merlin, that’s sodding embarrassing.” 

“How’s it embarrassing?!” Sirius interjected. “We’ve been trying for months!”

“Well, yeah but the poor girl can hardly walk because I’m a fucking-”

“Oi, hey, stop.” Sirius stopped his line of thinking. “Relax Moons, alright? I think this might be the first time in a while that there hasn’t been any pressure to perform, yeah?” 

You and Remus shared a shy look before you both nodded reluctantly. 

“We’ve been working very hard, but this week hasn’t felt like work. I’m sure it’s going to pay off.”

The three of you sat in silence for a few moments before you splashed a bit of water at Sirius. 

“When did you become the voice of reason?”

“Voice of reason?” Remus scoffed incredulously. “You knew this whole time and weren’t going to say anything?”

“Why would I say anything? I was thoroughly enjoying myself.” Sirius offered easily, shooting the lycanthrope a wink. 

“Oh well,” Remus started sarcastically, “as long as you were enjoying yourself.”

“And you weren’t?” Sirius countered, and he watched Remus bite his cheek instead of gracing him with a response. Check mate. 

“Do you think it worked?” You murmured quietly, eyes far away as you fiddled with your bottom lip. Sirius and Remus exchanged a look before Remus joined him at the edge of the tub. 

“Maybe.” Remus offered honestly. “But it’ll be alright if not, yeah?”

“Still worth it, yeah? I’d hardly consider it a sacrifice.” Sirius teased, gently rubbing his thumb along your lip to encourage you to leave it alone. He was rewarded with a sweet smile. 

“We’ve been in our heads a bit lately.” Remus allowed. “Felt good to just…”

“Very eloquent.” You deadpanned when words seemed to fail him, causing Remus to gently flick your knee. 

“Oi! That’s quite enough, Moons.” Sirius chided as he bodily shielded you from him. “I think you’ve put our girl through quite enough.”

“Put her through?” Remus repeated. “I thought you just said it was fun?”

“Out with you.” He dismissed instead of agreeing with him. “Go eat your dinner; leave our girl in my capable hands.”

And what was left of Remus’ playful chagrin simply melted away at that, sharing a knowing look with you before he stood to press a kiss to each of his partners’ hair and exited the bathroom; leaving you in Sirius’ capable hands.

oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash

more about this because dew and phan are my favorites and i'm weak for them being soft (and also i want to write a fic about it but writer's block is messing me up so i'm writing my ideas until i could actually write)

the first time dew noticed the others leaving thw new quint out was at dinner when everyone seemed to have a place at the table but there was no place for ant and dew just saw him turning away with the saddest look ever and he just growled at everyone, took another plate putting a bit from everything on the plate before taking his own and going to phantom's room so they could eat together.

after that he noticed it much more, like when swiss growled at phantom when he sat too close to them so he pulled away from cuddling with the multi ghoul to cuddle with the quint, giving swiss the middle finger when he whined at that.

or when mountain yelled at phantom for accidentally pouring too much water to one of his plants and dew yelled at the giant that instead of yelling at the new summoned why won't he teach him how to do it right because, as he said before, phantom is just new to the topside, asshole, you can teach him instead of being fucking mean to him.

or when phantom saw cirrus braiding dew's hair and he asked her if she can teach him how to do ot and she growled at him so dew just stood up, taking phantom back to his room while promising to teach him how to braid hair (he also didn't let anyone else do it for about two months after).

he even made everyone sit through two hours of a lecture about how to be nice (and that's coming from him) to the new quint that included yelling, threatening, growling and death glaring all of the pack.

about a week later (when the rest finally got it through their thick fuckin skulls that phantom isn't at fault that aether left) the pack were at the common room watching some sea documentary that rain put on and suddenly phantom's head fell on his shoulder and he looked down to see that the bug was sleeping, mountain offered to take him to his room so dew could sit comfortably but dew growled at him and moved phantom's head gently to lay on his lap, and when swiss offered to take phantom from him (so he could cuddle with him instead that asshole) dew growled at him too, teeth bared and swiss held his hands up and sat back at his place on the sofa.

dew didn't even understood how much he actually cared for the new quint until that moment.

pictures of buildings in the dark with one window glowing unnaturally bright. yeah <3

Please please tell us about your thoughts about everyday-life ghouls! I‘d love to hear about it /g

I think, when he's slept alone, Dew wakes up before everyone else. He gets up. Stumbles to their little kitchen. In my mind the kitchen and the "common room" are attached to each other, either through an open door way, or just one bit room that's split between several uses. Either way, Dew stumbles in. Shirtless. Sweatpants slung low on his hips. Hair down, in his face. He's barely awake. He makes a pot of coffee. He puts the kettle on for tea. He starts taking stuff out to make breakfast. Dew will get through his first cup of coffee--and half of breakfast prep before Mountain shows up. Dew's already made his tea, it's steeping on the counter when Mountain walks in, a pillow crease across his cheek. Looking bleary-eyed but here, awake. He and Dew will exist together in silence for a while. Dew drinks another cup of coffee. They work together toward breakfast. It's different every day, but Mountain can discern pretty easily from what's laid out where Dew was going with it. They work well together in silence. Dew brews another pot of coffee as Mountain puts a tray of bacon in the oven. He pours the leftovers from the first pot (brewed stronger than the second) into their communal jar of iced coffee in the fridge. The others start to emerge just as breakfast is ready. The bacon comes out and Cirrus and Aeon show up almost at the same time. Sunshine comes next, then Swiss and Aurora. Rain and Aether are always last. Sleeping in until the last possible second. Sometimes they both have their tea (Rain) and coffee (Aether) brought to them in bed. But usually they show up toward the end of breakfast. Just as Cirrus and Cumulus are getting ready for their morning walk around the lake (sometimes others join them, sometimes they don't). Mountain eats with the bulk of the ghouls and departs with them too, heading to the greenhouse to get an early start. Dew eats when Rain and Aether eat. Once everything is done and cooked and everyone else is fed. It's quiet in the kitchen by then, everyone else already getting a start on their day. Rain and Aether help Dew clean up. And then one, or both, of them will try to persuade Dew to go back to bed for a nap. Sometimes he does. Sometimes he refuses--goes and does something productive. But more often then not they compromise and end up on the couch a few feet away. Snuggled up together, napping, under the guise of watching TV.