it’s early so sorry if this is phrased terribly lol
What do you think everyone’s reaction/opinion of their partner wearing a good cologne? (especially for phantomhero and dantimadmare)
(i ask this here because sometimes a good smell on someone can just make you lose it)overtired over-explanations lol
Phantom to Jackie;
He is literally dragging that man into the bedroom, no hesitation, Jackie will be MIA for a good while
Jackie to Phantom:
Big hug from behind. Tucking his face into the crook of Phantom's neck and just enjoying the nice smell. Not really thinking about it and then Phantom drags him away
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Anti's got a strong nose so if there's a cologne he likes, he's attached to the person like glue. They are not getting anything done because either Anti's gonna be in a mood or he'll literally be on them and they can't move
Mad will comment on the cologne and will try to play it off like he doesn't want to pull an Anti and latch himself to the other. With Anti, Mare, and Dark, it's easy for them to read Mad and they'll offer it for him. Mad will deny for about a whole half-second and then cave
For Mare and Dark it depends on who it is. With Mad, they'll praise and tease and pick him up. With Anti they'll do something similar but with more teasing and having to catch him instead. For each other they'll have a little fun with 'smelling good there, handsome' jokes and some other flirty comments, stalling so they can enjoy the cologne some more
“Ow, ow, ow,” Anti said with each step he and Jackie took into the Septiceye House. Jackie was wincing as well since both of them were covered in cactus thorns.
“Who would be least pissed at us?” Jackie asked.
“Google and Bing? Google doesn’t care and Bing would just want to hear the story.” Anti suggested, neither able to even stand straight.
“Yes, he and Anti are standing in the Septiceye living room, covered in thorns,” Dark spoke into his phone, suddenly standing in front of them.
“Shit.” Anti and Jackie said together.
“Shit,” Jackie said when, a fairly pissed Phantom, appeared next to him.
“Shit.” Anti now had Dark in front of him. There wasn’t time for another curse before they were sent off with Phantom and Dark. Anti found himself landing chest down on Dark’s bed.
“Do I even want to know how this happened?” Dark asked as he grabbed a pair of tweezers from his desk.
“No,” Anti mumbled, already bracing himself for the pain.
“I’m assuming that since you were with Jackie, it had something to do with that damned ‘parkour’ you two like to play.” Dark plucked the first of many thorns.
“Fuckin-” Anti said through gritted teeth. It hurt more going out than when they went in.
“Maybe if you’d actually listen to me” Pluck. “You’d be less likely.” Pluck. “To get hurt.” Pluck.
“Could you be more gentle?” Anti started squirming.
“No,” Dark stated and plucked two thorns at once.
“Ouch!”
“Stop moving!”
“It hurts!”
“Obviously!”
“Dark!” Anti whined when Dark placed a hand on an empty spot on his back to keep him down.
“Let me do this and we’re done.” Dark cracked his neck and the shadows of the room started to move away from their spots, slowly turning into tendrils and covering Anti’s back.
“No, no, no!” Anti started trying to get away again.
“It’s gonna be one and done. Like a band-aid.”
“Dark!” Anti could only yell one more time before the tendrils grabbed the rest of the thorns and pulled them all out at once. “Fuck!”
“See? Not that terrible.” Dark patted Anti’s back. “And there’s barely any blood.”
“I hate you,” Anti spoke into the pillow.
“No, you don’t.” Dark rolled Anti over and scooped him up.
“I’m dying.” Anti dramatically made his body go limp.
“You’re not dying.” Dark started carrying Anti to the bathroom.
“My life is flashing before my eyes, my time is coming, the air is escaping my lungs and-” Anti was cut off by Dark giving him a kiss. “Alright, I might survive.”
“Now let’s get you in the bath,” Dark said with a grin.
Phantom getting overwhelmed by Jackie whos worshiping his body with slow tender sex
Jackie pressed open mouth kisses to Phantom's chest, hands roaming along his sides. He slid them down to squeeze his thighs, hips rolling slowly and deeply into Phantom.
"Fuck~" Phantom couldn't think much else to say beyond that. So much of his body was covered in bite marks and red spots.
"So perfect." Jackie chuckled and started sucking a new spot on Phantom's neck
"J-Jackie, Jackie please. Fuck." Phantom wasn't used to all this praise and it was turning him to mush
"I'm going to make sure you know how beautiful you are~"
By the end of the night phantom is shaking, skin flushed red, hair damp with sweat and cum, he’s leaking from the corner of his mouth and his ass, Jackie equally flush is still inside him curving his body over his spine nipping at his neck.
Phantom just loving the blissed-out fog his mind is in, how every little touch from Jackie just sends shivers down his spine and makes him whimper and never wanting Jackie to pull out and just keep those wonderful hands on him
Summary: Mad's never had a Thanksgiving before and wakes to Mare and Phantom cooking. By the end of the day when the Ipliers and Septiceyes are over for diner, Mad's thankful for being involved with this chaotic 'family'
Family Meal
Mad was awake but didn’t want to get out of the bed just yet, the covers were too warm and the mattress felt so soft. He was tempted to just drift back to sleep but the sound of clanging from the kitchen got him up.
“Did you not use the soy cheese?” Phantom was holding an empty bag of shredded cheese.
“I...don’t know.” Mare pressed his lips tightly together.
“Mare!” Phantom groaned. “You know Jackie can’t have dairy!”
“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Mare waved his hands, seeing Mad had just come into the room. “Me and Mad will pop over to the store and get some more ingredients to make another casserole that’s Jackie safe.”
“The stores aren’t open.”
“I didn’t say I was buying it.”
“What’s going on?” Mad finally spoke. He was trying to process what was happening. The kitchen was a mess of food, there were pots and pans and trays everywhere and Blank was at the table with a butterknife and several opened cans of black olives.
“It’s Thanksgiving!” Blank cheered, hands going in the air.
“Knife stays down.” Mare quickly grabbed Blank’s hands and lowered them.
“Oh yeah.” Blank tilted his head and went back to cutting the olives in half.
“Thanksgiving?” Mad said softly to himself.
“I made you a fun holiday coffee.” Mare slipped over to the counter and grabbed a coffee tumbler that Mad hadn’t seen before. It had a simple design, brown with red and gold glitter. “And a new tumbler,” Mare added with a smile, handing Mad the drink.
“Thank you.” Mad took a sip and was slapped with pumpkin flavoring.
“Hurry up or everything won’t be done in time.” Phantom slipped on a pair of oven mitts.
“You’re being very picky about something for your ‘not’ boyfriend.”
“I will shove my foot so far up your ass-”
“What’s Thanksgiving?” That question got both Mare and Phantom to stop their bickering.
“Genuine or joking?” Mare asked.
“Genuine.” Mad knew he was missing something when Mare did a tone check and he felt the strange shift of emotion from Mare and Phantom. They were confused and...concerned?
“It’s...a holiday.” Mare scratched at his cheek. “It’s basically a day where we eat a lot and ‘give thanks’ for the year.”
“We mostly just eat.” Phantom shrugged.
“That’s it? There’s no context to the holiday?” Mad took another sip of his drink.
“Meh.” Phantom just shrugged again.
“Meh?” Mad echoed.
“Let’s get to the store.” Mare quickly wrapped an arm around Mad’s waist and sent them off.
x~x~x
“Jackie just texted that the Septiceyes are on their way,” Phantom said, crouching down to peek into the oven and at the turkey.
“Interesting that Jackie texted you and it wasn’t Chase texting me,” Mare said with a playful hum.
“You really want to taste the leather of my shoe, don’t you.” Phantom huffed.
“Dark just said the Ipliers are heading out.” Mad commented, coming into the room with his phone in one hand and some paper and scissors in another. Blank was following with an armful of crayons.
“Interesting that Dark texted him instead of you,” Phantom said with a large grin.
“Shut up.” Mare scrunched his nose at Phantom before heading over to help Mad with the scissors threatening to slide off the paper stack.
“I figured we’d distract them with some crafts.” Mad chuckled. “It’ll at least work for the little ones and then half of them will be watching the little ones and the other half are pretty good at entertaining themselves-” Mad just barely finished before Mare gave him a kiss. “Was I rambling?”
“No, I just wanted to kiss you.” Mare chuckled when Mad’s face flushed at that.
“Honey, I’m home!” Anti called from the living room.
“I feel like Jackie should have been-”
“Make those jokes around him and I will fight you,” Phantom spoke through gritted teeth.
“Darky!” Anti’s voice was now a squeal.
“The Ipliers are here.” Mare just winked at Phantom and went to the other room to greet the guests.
“Robbie!” Blank took off to the other room as well.
“I’ll start taking things to the dining table.” Mad flashed a quick smile to Phantom and went to work.
x~x~x
“And then she said ‘I’m sorry ma’am, I didn’t know you were that old’,” Anti said with a loud laugh. “I have never seen a woman want to punch another so badly before.”
“We just wanted to get some wine,” Dark said with a sigh, cutting his serving of turkey with a knife.
“Good thing I wasn’t there.” Yancy chuckled. “I’d fight for the gal.”
“And I’d get a free show.” Illinois gestured with his glass before taking a drink from it.
“We can’t just fight strangers,” Marvin said.
“We can’t fight strangers if we can get caught.” Chase corrected.
“Don’t encourage them.”
“I’m making sure they don’t get in trouble.”
“Can’t get in trouble if there are no witnesses,” Google stated.
“Hide in the shadows when you shank a bitch.” Bing used his fork to show his point.
“No shanking on the holidays,” Wilford said. “That’s for Black Friday.”
“I can’t wait to get in there,” Phantom said with a little wiggle.
“I feel like you’re not allowed to go alone,” Jackie said.
“Are you going to chaperone me?” Phantom leaned towards Jackie.
“Only if you want me to.” Jackie smiled.
“Here comes the bride~” Mare softly sang, wincing when Phantom kicked him under the table.
Mad sat and chewed on the ‘green bean casserole’, watching the somewhat playful chaos that was the crowded table. He couldn’t speak, he was just drowning in the comforting warmth of affection and care that radiated from the others. Waves of joy filled him more than the delicious food. The was all so new to Mad, having a large group of people happily together, telling jokes, and teasing each other. It was so nice.
“Mad, are you okay?” Mare’s soft question took Mad from his thoughts. “You’re crying.”
“I am?” Mad touched his face and when he pulled his hand away, he saw that his fingers were wet from tears. “I am.”
“Do you need a break?”
“I’m happy.” Mad leaned over and kissed Mare, earning some shouts and cheers from the others. “I’m really happy.”
“That all I could ever want.” Mare brushed Mad’s bangs from his eyes.
“Get a room!” Anti hollered, cackling loudly after.
“I mean, we can.” Mare clicked his tongue.
“Mare!” Mad slapped Mare’s arm as the room broke out in laughter.
no thoughts just still thinking of phantomhero fucking in the kitchen (maybe even more messy face fuck stuff i’m horny)
We just weak for some Phantomhero, aren't we XD
Maybe Phantom and Jackie are cooking together again and they discover they forgot to preheat the oven while they were prepping so, with Phantom being...himself.
He ends up teasing Jackie and it's not long before he's on the table, clinging to Jackie and getting railed while they wait for the oven to warm up. Phantom's not even sitting on the table after a moment, basically just hovering above it as Jackie's harsh grip keeps him up in the air.
ngl phan probably really enjoys getting his face fucked (especially when it gets hot and messy)
100%
He loves the burning in his throat, the drool going down his chin and the look on Jackie's face.
Phantom tells Jackie to always cum on his face to add to the mess and he loves sticking his tongue out to pant when Jackie's done, letting everything just drip down.
