Fluff? Consider supernatural Witch Michael experiments with making a love/desire potion. Feed it to a person you want to spill their beans and watch them confess their soul to the object of their desire. There’s a mixup and Michael, to his horror, thinks the other Lads plus Ryan accidentally took big sips. He spends all day convinced they took a love potion, but no... they just love him. And he never noticed how out of the way they went to show their love to him in tiny ways. ❤️
u sent this forever ago but i figured i should answer haha. But yes this is the cutest thing. Poor Michael, secretly so insecure and not thinking the others would love such an Angry and Destructive soul but then of course doesn’t want to make them love him either. Runs around everywhere trying to fix it without them realizing.
But it would be cute too because Michael would start noticing the little signs that they love him. Like how Gav will part from whatever he’s working on to listen to a story/joke from Michael. How Jeremy will always pat his shoulder when he’s passing by, or nudge him in some way. How Ryan will always be smiling when Michael catches him staring. Just these little things that at first Michael thinks is because of the potion until he has the dawning realization these are things they’ve been doing this whole time. And he’s just been so blind to it before
From your last cuddles ask, i love the idea of ryan falling asleep alone and waking up covered in Lads. Passed out on the couch after a long day? Gavin’s sprawled out over him, purring into his chest as he catches a nap as well. Fell asleep sitting at the table? Jeremy is sat next to him, face pressed into his shoulder and snoring. Fell asleep in the back of the car on a longer trip to something? Michael has crawled back from the passenger seat and their heads lock on shoulders as they rest
Yesssss - everyone please send me these cuddle asks because I live for them?
Ryan has to grow to feel comfortable with affection again. Upon joining the crew, it had been so long since he’d been touched with affection that he almost... forgot what it felt like? And since learning that, the Lads had taken it on as their personal mission to cover Ryan with all the affection he could ever want.
Namely, when their insomniac assassin falls asleep in the middle of whatever he’s doing, they’ll join him. Naps are fab, anyways - what’s the harm in taking them whenever the situation is offered?
Ryan has such a shit sleep schedule that he’ll fall asleep at the table, on the couch, and especially common in cars once he feels he can trust the folks he’s with. One time Jack came home to find Ryan asleep at the kitchen table, head propped awkwardly against his hand, joined by Jeremy slumped against his side. Both were so cute she had to snap a photo. Ryan threatened to destroy it but Jack secretly thinks he loves it.
Or after a long day Geoff looks up from his book at the sound of snoring to find Ryan covered by a long, languid Gavin, sprawled across his front like some sort of human blanket. Ryan doesn’t seem to mind, drooling slightly into a pillow as if this is the best rest he’s ever capable of getting.
It’s because of that Geoff never wakes them. If Ryan can find a peaceful enough spot to sleep, than so be it.
His insomnia is eventually cleared up by the wonder that is their communal bed and also forced bedtimes - when the others head to bed, he should come too or be forced to try to fight his way in later.
it’s so great like everybody always assumes they know who the Responsible One is, always assume it’s ryan because of his age, but nope it’s michael. michael’s the one who forces the others to help him clean the house and makes sure they’re eating semi decently and drink enough water because diet coke and red bull don’t fucking count your dumbasses. but he loves them even though they’re a bunch of man-children
hello, i'm late to this but i'm growing more fond of Ryan+the lads everyDAY, it's just such a cute dynamic!!!
ladswood is just pure gold. honestly criminal masterminds is what made me fall in lovs with it because the dynamic between all of them is so good!!! Also its always cute having ryan deal with the lads until he gives into their chaos haha
Sometimes Fae!Gav gets incredibly possessive over what he thinks is His. It doesn’t help when a certain witch, vampire, and Wolf forget that they’re Owned when they’re out on a night of bevs. Time for Gavin to remind them. (Ladswood, supernatural au.)
(sorta edited and still short but i had a lot of fun writing this! im very slowly getting through these prompts, i please ask patience bc my anxiety has been pretty bad the past few days and im getting through it)
The Fae are nothing if not hypocrites. Not that Gavin thinks of himself as one, the Fae rules and nature are very obvious to him. Even if it confuses the fuck out of all the other Fakes sometimes. No matter how long they’ve been with him.
This night is another long example of it. Gavin’s chatting up several people at the bar, his natural attractive glow luring in the unsuspecting humans like moths. And he naturally enjoys the crowd, beaming and glowing as he talks to them all. But with his distraction of the humans, he doesn’t notice he wasn’t the only one getting attention.
The other Lads had taken to the dance floor, laughing and just enjoying the buzz of all the bevs they’ve drank. Sitting alone with an amused look on his face was Ryan, watching all his favorite idiots makes drunken fools of themselves. He doesn’t pay much attention as someone sits at the table besides him, a mere mortal not exactly a threat.
“Nice night, isn’t it?” the person shouts over the music, a big lopsided grin on his face as he leans in.
Ryan eyes him over but, when not seeing a threat in a man so tipsy he’s swaying, shrugs. “It’s alright. Not my usual scene.”
“Well, I’m glad it’s your scene tonight,” the man hums. “Such a handsome face should be seen in places like this.”
Ryan wasn’t really much of a flirt and didn’t really know how to respond to strangers flirting with him. But, he also didn’t seem the harm right now. At least this’ll entertain him for a little while he’s sitting here alone. “Thank you,” he hums, taking a sip from his drink.
“I mean it,” the man insists, leaning even closer still. “Hey, if this isn’t your scene, how about we fuckin’ slip out of here? Go somewhere we can really talk?”
Ryan isn’t sure if he should be impressed or revolted by the man’s forwardness. It’s a mixture of both, as he shifts away a little. “I’m sorry, but I’m-“
“What’s going on here, luvs?” a British voice interrupts, sounding light as bells but holding some tension in it. As they glance over Gavin was smiling but Ryan could see the sharpness in it.
The man besides Ryan looks just confused, looking Gavin up and down. “Just chatting,” he says, not moving away from Ryan. “What’s it matter to you?”
“Because,” Gavin says, moving to Ryan’s side, wrapping an arm over his shoulders. Gavin seems to glow just a bit brighter. “This one is Mine. And not for you to mess with.”
The man scowls but finally seems to back down. “Well, I didn’t fucking know that.”
“Well now you know,” Gavin says, holding Ryan tighter, glaring down the other.
He winces a bit at the stare, getting the idea and slinking off further into the bar. Ryan rolls his eyes at the whole thing.
“Gav, I’m fine,” he says, kissing his head. “There was no need for that, he was innocently flirting.”
Gavin huffs as he turns to him. “He isn’t allowed to flirt and try to take you. No one is allowed to take what is Mine. He was going to touch you, I could tell. And you didn’t accept his flirting.”
Ryan sighs. “I could handle the situation,” he assures. “But if you’re going to be like this, does this mean no more allowing you to flirt with all those people?”
“No,” Gavin rolls his eyes like the answer should be obvious. “I’m not looking to be with any of those humans. And none of them are one of my owned they mean nothing. You all know that.”
Ryan can already tell this conversation wasn’t going to go anywhere. Gavin was set in his own twisted rules, one that didn’t make sense by any other standards. Rules that barely seemed to make sense to Gavin either, other than he just knew them deep down in his Fae nature. So Ryan sighs, accepting that for now. So instead he pulls Gavin into his lap, smirking some.
“Well, now that you’re here. Maybe now I want your sole attention,” he purrs.
That earns a laugh from Gavin, who settles and wraps both his arms over his shoulder. “That I can do,” he hums. And pulls Ryan into a deep kiss.
A lil Expedition Wild West thing for ya. So Ryan gets chosen for this rad on world expedition. He signed up for it a few months ago, and he finally receives the information that he’s been chosen to complete the select team of scientists. It’ll be a real bolster to his own personal research, so the boys know this is a big deal for him. And they’re honestly excited for him if a little apprehensive because /he’s going to leave for three months. How will they ever survive? (1)
But they can’t deny Ryan this, Ryan who used to hate expeditions and going off ship. But he’s come a long way since then, and he’s honestly so interested in the planet he’s going to, will talk anyone’s ear off about pretty much anything related to his research and how this trip will really help him focus on the work that he’s doing. And Ryan is so beautiful like this. He’s just so /alive/. So of course the lads see him off on his away ship. (2)There will be plenty of video messages incoming in the future (no live chat since they’ll be too far for the link to hold), and the lads are on their own without Ryan to keep them in check. How will they survive. The video messages come in fairly regularly, if a bit poor quality, but it’s nice to see Ryan talking about his work, giving them a tour of his work space (it’s a glorified tent is what it is, but at least the atmosphere won’t kill him if he takes off his suit). (3)He gives them little anecdotes. ‘I think I was bitten by a lizard today? Don’t know how long it was hanging off my arm, but I think quite a while.’ ‘I call that rock formation Gavin because it looks like it has a nose.’ ‘The water here is purple because of a type of algae. Needless to say it stains your legs and won’t come off for like two weeks. So right now I have purple legs.’ It gets a bit nerve-racking when the next message they receive is of Ryan in the med tent. (4)He explains how he took a nasty tumble down a ravine and gained a concussion and severely bruised ribs. ‘Not as bad as when we were on Sorola-6, but still. Miss you guys.’ And when those three long months are up, the lads are first in line to welcome in Commander Haywood and his extensive gear (and collectives he brought for them). He’s scruffier than before, but he looks good. (5)‘Anything exciting happen while I was gone?’ he asks. ‘Jeremy dyed his hair purple and orange,’ Gavin says. ‘I was just trying something out! Let me live a little.’ ‘Did you chip off a piece of Gavin’s nose for Gavin?’ Michael asks, and Ryan nods. Hands Gavin a piece of rock from the cliff formation. ‘From one Gavin to another Gavin.’ ‘Welcome home, Ryan.’ (6 end)----.... can I just say I have the most wonderful friends in the world and I’m just so lucky to have you guys? Star, this is beautiful. <3 I don’t know what else I can add to this other than that the reunion is joyful and it takes a long time to stop Ryan from gushing about what he learned. He gives them all presents and then it turns into a long afternoon-to-evening-to-night in bed. They sleep together, of course, but also just cuddle and are so happy to be back and complete.And it’s so warm and soft and happy and .... gah. Thank you, dear. I love your Expedition Wild West boys so goddamn much.
