#fluffy asks

[snowfires]

Hi!! Happy Holidays!! What would be your skeleton boys reactions to being called cute?

Killer hits you right back with a "not as cute as you~" which quickly dissolves into back and forth complements in an attempt to outdo each other.

Horror is pretty surprised the first time. Obviously your taste is a little skewed considering you thought Killer was an ideal datemate... but he's never met anyone that would think he's 'cute' in this state. It does make him all the more fond of you.

Dust curls against you, murmuring "Me too. I mean... you're cute, too." If there is any surface suitable for sleeping, he's going to take you there for a cuddle session and nap.

Cross' face flushes. He'll try to wave it off—he's not, you don't need to say that. But confirmation and a few more words of affirmation and he's practically melted.

Nightmare questions if that is really the right word you would use to describe him. All the while, though, his tentacles have curled into spirals—a telltale sign he's pleased.

Error scoffs. Duh. He's the cutest skeleton in the multiverse.

[monstersholygrail]

Only you and a select few will know this one but can I be 🍓 anon?

🍓🍓🍓

Ahhh, hi!! Yeah, totally you can!! I’d love for you to be an emoji anon

Should I give yall tags? I’ve seen other people do that and it seems fun. Imma do it. You guys are getting your own tags

[fluffytriceratops]

What about Raph dating headcanons?

We need our hot-headed turtle boi 🥺

I already have dating headcanons for Raphael lol, so I’m not sure if you’re asking for those/didn’t see them, or if you’re asking for more dating headcanons?

But I’ll link the old ones here haha.

Dating Headcannons - Raphael

Note: If there are any grammar or spelling errors, please ignore them as I am far too lazy to edit this, and I really don't care. B) Someone

Thanks for the ask, anon! I hope you have a lovely day/night! ❤️✨

[smut-angel]

Carmy being the first one to say I love you, which results in slow passionate and intense sex. Missionary style where they rarely drop eye contact, It’s so good that the reader has tears coming out of her eyes.

wait i love this. little bit of fluff with a bunch of smut <3

carmen would be flustered when he realized he was in love with you. it was so abrupt that it made his chest hurt and his brain all scrambled and confused. he'd never truly been in love before so when he realized on a random tuesday afternoon, you sitting with richie, tolerating one of his awful and loud stories, and him cooking family dinner for everyone, he didn't know what to do.

he had fully stopped chopping the carrots and stared at his hands. what the fuck is this, he thought. your laugh at richie's antics rang through his ears and he felt his heart nearly melt. he wanted nothing but to be around you all the time. he missed you even when you were just in the other room.

the days to follow this realization were strange. he was frustrated not knowing how to express his newfound feelings or what to do with them. some days carmen just wanted to scream out loud that he was insanely in love with you, other times he rehearsed in the mirror how he would confess at the perfect romantic moment, yet it never seemed to come.

it was late at night and carmen was slowly gathering his things to leave your apartment. “i should go,” he announced. you pouted watching him pull his jacket over his shoulders and his hat over his head. you walk him over to the door, stopping at the doorframe to kiss him.

“goodnight, sweetheart,” he mumbled into your lips.

“goodnight.” with one last peck he starts towards the elevator and you made you way back into your home. his heart starts racing as he realizes that he’s ending yet another night without confessing.

it had been a 2 weeks since carmen realized he was in love with you. he spent his days attempting to say something but he couldn’t muster the courage. the further he made it to the elevator the more he became angry with himself.

“fuck!” snatching his hat off in frustration, he ran back to your apartment and knocked on the door frantically. you appeared just moments later, looking at him through furrowed brows.

“hey. did you forget something?”

“no. i didn’t forget anything.”

“oh. is everything okay?” his palms began to tickle with sweat, his mouth growing dry and feeling like it was filled with cotton. the silence was getting louder and you both stood there awkwardly, similar to the night of your first date where he didn’t know whether to bid you a good night with a kiss. wringing the hat between his hands and shifting his weight between each foot, carmen took a breath.

“i love you,” he confessed. you gasp a bit and grip the door handle tighter as you become nervous.

“you don’t have to say it back. i really don’t expect you to. you can never say it, honestly. i won’t mind that because i just want you to know that i love you.” he internally cursed himself for how much he was rambling but simultaneously relieved that he finally expressed himself. it was silent for a few seconds. you didn’t know what to do or say as if your brain was short-circuited.

he loves me? he loves me… you thought.

“okay, um. i’ll go-“ before carmen could move another inch away from you, you pull him in for a kiss. you couldn’t think of anything else to do as your body began to heat up with anxiousness, happiness, and lust. carmen leaned further into the kiss, your tongues soon dancing with each other.

“i love you too, carmy,” you say once you both are able to come up for air. it was as if you set a fire off inside of him once you said those words as carmen closed the front door behind him and began to kiss you again with such ferocity and passion. he leads you to the bedroom, looming over top of you once you’re on the mattress. he ravages your neck, sucking, kissing and licking the sensitive skin which forces your back into an arch. you feel his bulge growing over your thigh and you press into it making him groan.

his lips traveled lower as he began to cup your breasts and teased your nipples with his fingers. “fuck, carmy. please” you whine. you clench your thighs in order to tame your weeping heat but nothing suffices. you need him.

it feels as if it takes forever until you both have your clothes off but carmen is truly savoring every minute of being with you. after eating you out as if it was his last meal he was finally about to be inside of you. lining himself up at your entrance he rubs your clit with his throbbing tip. he shivers at the feeling, soon pushing himself into your velvety walls.

“god, you feel so good. always so fucking good,” he mumbles. your breath hitches at his size which you still haven’t gotten accustomed to yet. he stretches you out, hitting just the right spots with every thrust and buck of his hips.

“just like that- oh god. yes.. please.” you gawk at the way he’s losing himself inside of you, him drunk off your pussy and you the same for his cock. the both of you slur your words, nearly drooling for each other.

carmen reaches for your hands, clasping them tightly once he’s got them. the simple touch makes you clench around him, that familiar feeling begins to rise from your heat. you shut your eyes tightly, overwhelmed with the sensations.

“look at me,” he instructs. “look at me, baby.” you whine almost in protest as you were greedily fucking him back to reach your own ecstasy.

“carmy, please. s’close. i’m s’close.” you follow his commands, keeping your eyes on his blue ones, losing your senses as your orgasm approaches. his face and your surroundings become blurry while tears approach. his slow deep strokes become sloppier the longer you look at him.

“i know, baby. i know,” he coos, wiping a loose tear with his thumb.

“i love you, i love you, carmy-nnngh fuck!” your release possesses you, legs and arms attacked with goosebumps, your abdomen shivering. your pussy clenching around him and nearly pumping him further into you encourages his own orgasm. you feel his dick stutter while he kisses you, drowning out his own sounds of bliss.

still inside of your dripping core, carmen plants kisses all over your face, chest, and arms. he savors you even more, not wanting to release himself from you.

“you love me?” you ask, the tip of his nose teasing yours.

“more than anything.”

[fluffybun24]

Oh my gosh hiii!! :D

Firstly- thank you for your request! >X3

Secondly- I would love to request some art, which btw your art is adorable!!!

(I’ve never requested art before so i do apologize at my awkwardness at it ^^’)

I was hoping to see I if I could request some Raph art?

(Massive Raph girly here 💪.. my tmnt oc reflects that haha X3)

I don’t have much of an idea but something fluffy and cute? But fr just let yourself go wild with it!!

hi! so since you didn’t exactly specify which Raph you wanted, you get three

April too cuz she sleeping

[anon-rabbits-blog]

heyo!! do you think you could post a collection of all the art you've made for the blogs so far? i absolutely LOVE them all ghegehe <33

YES!!! Here you go, silly!

[abiiors]

I thought I would give you some Soft Sound cuteness since I’ve been mean to you with the Ross fics 🩵

The sun is peeking through Matty’s curtains when I flutter my eyes open. My bare legs are wrapped up in the sheets, his t-shirt hung loosely over my torso. My entire body is deliciously sore; my hips tense and legs heavy.

I reach behind me, blindly patting his side of the bed, but come up empty-handed. The sheets are cold where he was, so he must’ve gotten up a while ago.

I can hear his voice echoing down the stairs lightly, and the clatter of dishes followed by his mumbled curse words following after. A lazy smile tugs at my lips as I sit up, stretching my arms above my head for a minute before standing.

His shirt flows to just above my upper thighs, and I hurry to grab a pair of his socks to help aid against the cool hardwood underneath my feet.

I run my fingers through my hair quickly, looking at myself through the reflection of his mirror before stumbling out of loft bedroom.

His voice only grows as I tiptoe down the spiral staircase, and I can smell pancakes flowing through the air. Matty has his back turned to me, focusing on the stove top and swaying his body to an imaginary beat as he flips one of the pancakes surprisingly skillfully.

He must’ve been practicing.

I lean my shoulder against the frame of the metal stairs, smiling wildly as he mumbles the lyrics to himself. “I can still hear you saying, you would never break the chain…” he sings, and I let out a short snort when he drops the spatula followed by a slew of curses as he burns himself slightly.

Matty spins around at my voice, his eyes going wide for a moment before pulling himself together. “Good mornin’, pretty girl. Didn’t know you were up.” He clears his throat, turning back to pull the pan off the burner and shut off the stove.

“Mornin’. ” I smile, pushing off of the stairs to join him. “I just got up,” I mumble tiredly, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head against his bare back. “Smells good.”

“Charli mentioned you started eating blueberry pancakes, so I just thought…” he trails off, a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

it's the way i can so vividly picture every single thing you've described, this is SO CUTE and SO WELL WRITTEN 😭💕

[nextinline-if]

I have come to you with a request for fluff to balance out the angst(which i too love)✋🏻😌

How would the ROs react if MC whisked them away in for a day in spring, to a clearing in the woods, where they prepared a big picnic with the ro's favourite food?

Also, what is their and James favorite food, if it wasn't asked before?

You don't need to answer this anytime soon, please take your time! <3 you're great💕

Thank you for your patience <3 you are a very kind and sweet anon.

Favorite Foods - ROs + James

Constantine: Puls - kind of porridge. He likes it served with cheese, eggs, and meat (especially pork sausages).

Felix: Souvlaki (typically from a street vendor) - bits of vegetables and meat on a skewer.

F: Dumplings - ball-shaped dough fried in oil and drizzled with honey.

Margaret: Lamb with fresh vegetables and an apple pie for dessert.

James: Tiganites - pancakes made of wheat flour, olive oil, and curdled milk. Topped with honey.

RO's Reactions to being whisked away

Constantine: Constantine peeks around you from where he sits behind you on the horse. His eyes widen in surprise.

"Hey, no peeking!" you tease.

He chuckles and leans forward, resting his cheek on your back. "Fine, I can be patient - for you."

You laugh. "We're almost there."

A few minutes later, you come to a stop and both get off the horse.

"Wow," Constantine says, looking at the massive spread of sausages, various types of cheese, eggs, vegetables, and porridge. He turns to you, a wide smile on his face. "You did all this for me?"

You laugh lightly and grab his hand, pulling him along. "Of course, I thought you could use a day off."

He sits down next to you and starts to make you a plate. "Oh, no," you tell him, as you grab the plate. "Let me wait on you."

He sighs but a smile still sits on his lips. "As you wish." He watches you with a longing in his eyes.

Felix: "Remind again why we're walking through the forest?"

You laugh and give Felix a playful shove. "Be patient, will you? It'll be worth it."

He moves closer to you and gives you a smile that sends your heart racing. "It's already worth it - just being here with you."

You clear your throat. "Didn't realize you were so sappy," you tell him, a smugness to your voice.

He grimaces. "Me either, but you seem to bring it out."

You grab his hand and pull him along into the clearing. "Ta-da!" You watch his face for a reaction.

His eyes go wide. "What's all this?"

"A picnic with Souvlaki from all your favorite street vendors." You smile at him and he smiles back, a soft look in his eyes.

"This is sweet," he says, turning to you. "Too sweet. Are you trying to butter me up for something?"

"Maybe some kisses," you reply with a wink.

He smirks at you. "I must be a pretty good kisser for all this effort."

You roll your eyes and plop down next to him as decides where to start.

F: "It's a beautiful day," you tell F, as you both walk through the forest.

F nods. "Yes," they say, turning to look at you. "Almost as lovely as you."

You can't help but smile. "As much as I enjoy being bathed in compliments, that's not why I brought you out here."

F laughs softly. "Alright, why did you bring me into the forest on this perfect Spring afternoon?"

Just then, you both walk into the clearing, where you have a spread of dumplings with various syrups, including honey, strawberry, and raspberry.

F stops and their mouth falls open. "Wow." They turn to you with a grin. "I thought I was supposed to be the romantic one."

You laugh. "Not today." You watch happily as F starts tasting the various dumplings.

After a moment, F looks at you, a small smile on their lips. "This is...the best day." You smile back and reach out to squeeze their hand.

Margaret: Margaret attempt to peek out the carriage window. You gently push her back against the seat. "No," you say, a smirk on your lips.

She huffs. "You know it's not my nature to just get in a carriage and go to some random place, darling."

You grin at her. "But that's exactly what you've done."

She narrows her eyes at you. "Fine, fine. I shall be patient, as painful as it is."

A short time after, you exit the carriage and offer your hand to help her out. Once you're both out, her eyes fall on the picnic. She glances at you, a heartfelt smile on her lips. Then she giggles and gives you a push. "Last one to the food gets the smallest slice of pie!" She winks at you from over her shoulder.

"Hey!" you shout, taking off after her. "That wasn't very honorable."

Her laughter rings out around the clearing. "There is no honor where apple pie is involved!"