Prompt: Could you
write a Raph one where his s/o is in a random mood for major cuddles and he
gives in to her cravings for affection and practically showers her in it with
lots of fluff??? Thanks! 😄😄😄
You stared at your phone for a few long moments.
You needed cuddles. And you needed them now. You picked up your phone and
pulled up Raph’s contact and punched in a text.
Can you come over? Pretty, pretty
I’m looooonely. And booooored.
And…I really need someone to cuddle with.
ya think I’m some sorta personal teddy bear, shorty?
guys are gonna tease me.
Then don’t tell
if you’re worth gettin’ teased over…
I’m comin’. Give me a minute.
You love it.
know. Yer lucky I care.
You waited for the big buff turtle in red
to show up at your window. He wasn’t your boyfriend, despite the feelings you hoped he
shared. But God, you wanted him to
be your boyfriend. Personally, Raphael hadn’t asked you out for one reason: he
though he wasn’t good enough for you. You were pretty, smart, funny, and worst
of all…you were human. A
pretty, smart, funny human girl could have any guy on the face of the earth.
Why would you want a mutant reject that lived in the sewers?
But nonetheless, he showed up at your
window a few minutes later, heart pounding and extremely nervous for whatever
was going to come next. Sure, the two of you had had movie nights, but you had
never cuddled. Ever. He wasn’t even sure why you had asked him to come here to
satisfy your craving for touch.
Three taps on the window signaled his
arrival. You slid the window up and helped him clamber inside. He looked down
at you in your cute little Deadpool onesie. And though he tried to ignore it,
he couldn’t deny that you looked good in red. Really good.
“Well, you look
cozy.” He smirked. You smiled.
“Picked out a movie for us.”
“Oh yeah? Which one?”
“Are ya kiddin’ me?”
“Yer kiddin’ me. Didn’t that bomb?”
“Yeah, but…” you blushed at the thought
that ran through your head. “Nevermind. Just settle in. I’ll make the popcorn.
Wanted it to be fresh.”
He watched you run off to the kitchen while
he got settled in your bed. It creaked under his weight. God, sometimes he
forgot how heavy he was. How huge he was.
And then there was you, this delicate little flower that he was so scared he
Every time he thought about you, his heart
did a backflip. The mere inkling of you was enough to drive him crazy. The thought
of your tiny little hands in his, your tiny little feet and all of your
adorable human toes. And then came the thoughts of how your skin would feel
against his, how soft and silky it must be compared to his rough scales and
He exhaled a sigh, mentally scolding
himself. There was no reason to tease himself with something he couldn’t have.
“Comfy?” You asked, setting the popcorn on
the table beside your bed, which was pushed up against the wall. Raph was
hunkered into your mound of pillows, half laying down, half propped up.
“Y-yeah. Sure am.” He wanted to punch
himself for stuttering. You smirked a little and hopped into the bed beside
him, transitioning to a comfy position laying on top of him, head pressed
against his plastron. And there, thump-thumping in
his chest was his heart. You smiled as you listened to it hammer, faster and
faster with each second you were there with him. “Am I doin’ this right?”
“Doing what right?”
“You know…cuddlin’. Or whatever.” He
paused, exhaling a somewhat embarrassed breath. “I ain’t exactly a pro.”
“You’re doing fine.” You giggled.
“Just…here.” You pulled one of his muscular arms around your back and snuggled
deeper into his plastron. “Perfect.”
“All right. Good.” He grabbed a handful of
popcorn with his free hand and you started the movie.
“So which of ‘em’s yer favorite?” he asked
as the credits rolled. Your heart hammered. Here was the moment. The moment you
were hoping he would set up. And now you could finally take the opportunity
laid out before you.
“The Thing.” You replied casually. He let
out a little breath of surprise.
“Because…” You blushed as deep as Raph’s
mask. “I like my guys big and strong and a little rough around the edges.” You
shrugged. “But I mean, where would I ever find a
guy like that?”
“Yer sayin’…” It took him a few seconds to
put the pieces together. “Me. Ya…ya like me.”
“The reasons previously stated, and also:
you might not admit it, but you, Raphael, are a huge softy and I love that.”
“I ain’t soft.”
“Look at us right now.”
“And your eyes are gorgeous.”
“And you’re super buff and brave, and
you’ve saved the world like twice and-”
“Why not Leo?” Raph’s words caused a sudden
“Leo’s all ‘uh those things. He could treat
“Okay, but I don’t love Leo, Raph. I love you.”
“Y-you what?” Raph almost choked.
“I. Love. You.”
“I l-love you too.” He paused, mulling over
the exchange that had just gone down. “So then are we…are ya my girlfriend?”
“Do you want me to
be your girlfriend?”
“Then I think that answers that question,
boyfriend.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek. And then it hit you. That was the
first kiss he had ever received. Ever. The blush that spread across his cheeks
only confirmed your theory. You were not going to let this moment pass without
taking it one baby step further. You pressed a soft hand against his rough face
and turned it to face you. His eyes darted from your lips back to your eyes and
he gulped, green eyes wide as you leaned closer to him.
Raphael decided in a single moment that
your lips were the softest things on earth. They were also the sweetest things
he had ever tasted, freshly coated in cherry lip gloss. Bright and red and now
they were his to kiss whenever he wanted. This night had taken an unexpected
turn indeed. But he couldn’t complain. He would never complain, so long as he
“So uh…now what?” He asked after a long
“Well…we could pop in another movie and
cuddle some more, or we
could go back to the lair and brag to your brothers.” You suggested. Raph
smirked, imagining the look on Leo’s dumb face when he came home with a
How BTS Would Kiss You After Being Away For A While
The boys go away on tour for a while, how would they kiss you when you meet them at the airport?
Jin: Jin would have kind of a blank face as he walks around, but as his eyes would hit you, he would melt. He would look at you like you were the sweetest, most pure thing on earth, he’d smile at you and cup your face in his hands gently, and pull you in close kissing you softly at first, then deeper and harder, before pulling away and kissing for face all over softly. He wouldn’t be able to keep a small, sweet smile off his face as he takes you all in. Your eyes, your smile, your hair, your sweet smell, your everything. “I have so much to tell you,” He’d say as he kissed your temple, keeping an arm around your shoulders hugging you as the two of you walked.
Suga: He’s kind of stoic when he’s alone in public, so as he walks out of the plane terminal and sees you, his stone cold expression would melt into a soft smile. He’d quicken his pace and hold out his arms, collecting you and pulling you against him in one swift motion. He’d hold you against his body tightly for a moment, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of your body against his for a moment, before pulling away enough to look into your eyes. He’d study your face for a moment, his smile growing, before putting a hand on your cheek and kissing you deeply for a moment, and pulls away keeping his arm around your waist and holding you against his side.
RM: He’d be in his own, philosophical world as he walked out of the terminal. He’d look up and scan the people around the terminal before his eyes would land on you. He’d pull his headphones out, and smile as he sees your face light up. He’d walk over with his arms outstretched and hug you tightly against his body. “How’s my baby girl been?” He’d ask, his lips against your neck. He’d kiss your neck quickly, then your jaw, cheeks, and lips. “I promise, there’s more where that came from.” He’d promise, smiling sentimentally at you, wanting to hold you against him and never let you go again. He’d keep you against his side as you two walk, occasionally leaning over to kiss your head.
JHope: Our Hobi is an optimistic one, pretty happy most of the time already. But when he saw you standing there waiting for him, his smile grew even bigger. He’d drop his bags and run to you, capturing you in his arms and spinning you, laughing all the while. He’d kiss your lips deeply first, then cover your face in soft kisses, occasionally landing a sweet peck back on your lips. Soon he’d be out of breath from all your kisses, still smiling that he has his favorite girl back in his arms. He’d press your foreheads together, staring into your eyes, trying to memorize them. “Tell me everything about your life. Everything I’ve missed.” He would demand you tell him every detail of your life, even though he texted you every single day asking for life updates. He’d feel bad he left you for so long, and want to make up for it.
Jimin: Jimin is like Jin in the sense that he just has an average blank face as he walks. His eyes would land on you, and his sweet smile would spread across his face. He’d speed up and come to you, pulling you close against his body, burying his head in your neck, breathing in your sweet smell that he missed. He’d quietly think to himself about how good it felt to be home, to be with you. He’d gently rub your lower back with his arms around your waist, holding your body tightly against his. He’d smile at you, brushing your noses together softly before lightly brushing your lips against each other. “Miss me?” He’d ask quietly as he took all of you in, his eyes raking over every detail of you. He’d tilt your face up gently by your chin and kissing you softly and sweetly, and would walk you out, squeezing your hand in his all the while. He would keep looking over at you, not being able to hold back his smile.
Taehyung: When V is out, he’s either all Gucci and sexy, or like a sweet but confused baby duck. He’d walk out Gucci, and turn into the duck once he saw you. His eyes would light up and he’d grin his sweet happy grin at the sight of you. He’d collect you in his arms and hug you tightly first, before pulling away to look at you. His grin would grow at the sight of your grin, and his eyes would travel along every detail of your face, memorizing anything that might’ve changed. He’d lean down and kiss you softly at first, keeping his hands on your waist firmly, and begin to deepen the kiss, his fingertips tightening on your waist. He’d soon after pull away, a smirk on his face and content in his eyes. He’d walk you out, keeping one am around your waist, his fingertips tracing designs. He’d be proud to have you back in his arms like nothing had changed. Then he’d get past the sweet stuff and back to joking. He’d tug on your hair with his other arm making you look around, and laugh at your confusion, kissing you after each trick.
Jungkook: Sweet Kookie would try to look mature and older like his hyungs, but once he saw you that act would drop. He’d grin and laugh a little and jog over to you pulling you into his arms, lifting you off of your feet a little bit, laughing against your skin. He’d lean in kissing you deeply and then softly, before pulling away and tracing your face with his fingertips, as though you were art, his eyes wide with awe and relief and excitement, all at once. “Miss me?” He’d ask, trying to sound cool and chill, but ending up sounding hopeful and innocent. You’d nod and his smile would widen and he’d pull you close again leaning his head against yours. He’d walk you out, holding your hand, gently tracing his thumb over it, excitedly telling you about all his adventures, and excitedly look over at you almost like he doesn’t believe you’re there.
I don’t wanna be fake deep but my love for niall grows more and more every single day. He’s literally the sweetest guy on earth. He always has a nice thing to say to everyone. He’s so funny, so joyful. He lights up the mood every time he enters a room. Not to forget the fact that every person, including straight males, falls in love with him as soon as they meet him. He also loves everyone. And he’s just the most supportive friend. Always showering them all with so much love and he always lets them know how much he cares for them. He’s so proud of all their achievements and he’s always there for all of them. And i’m just so incredibly proud of him for everything he’s done so far. Always up to help others and raise money for different charities. He cares so much about everyone and he simply deserves the very best.
A/N: YALL IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK TEN YEars!!! But finally, part 2 is here! I love, love, love the Coney Island Wonder Wheel! If you’ve ridden it, I’m so jealous of you haha! :D I hope y’all like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️
EDIT: I also accidentally posted this on the wrong account lol. Sorry about that!
Warnings: Panic attacks. A lil bit of angst. Fluff? (:
“No way,” you gasped, placing a hand on your heart. “You know Tony Stark?
Bucky let out a small laugh. You really wished you could see his face. The arm that was wrapped around your shoulder tightened as you walked. Even Alfie stopped walking and peered up at Bucky questioningly.
“Tony’s well…he’s Tony. He grows on you after a while.” You nod, still trying to process that this mysterious man who you’ve only known for a week, not only knew Tony Stark -he lived with him in the Stark tower. You’ve never seen it, as you moved to New York long after it was built. But from what everyone says, it’s phenomenal.
“So are you like a cousin or brother of Tony?” you ask, fiddling with Alfie’s leash.
“God, no!” He chuckled. “At least I hope not.”
“Then why are you living with him? If you don’t mind me asking.”
You couldn’t see it, but you could sense the tenseness the question caused. You pulled your hair behind your ear, your cheeks reddening with embarrassment. You had zero intentions of offending him. What were you thinking asking such a personal question?
You turned to him and opened your mouth, prepared to apologize, but before you could get a word out, Bucky cut you off.
“We’re uh…sort of working together.”
Your eyes widened. So…he was an Avenger? You tried to contain your excitement, but you didn’t need eyes to tell you were failing miserably. Somehow you managed to catch a date with an Avenger, despite being blind as a bat.
Being the little chatterbox you were, you found out quite a bit about Bucky Barnes. He was twenty nine years old, quite a few years older than you. His favorite color was royal blue and his favorite food was pepperoni pizza with pineapples. He absolutely adored dogs, much to your delight. Somehow Alfie, who tended to be completely wary of strangers, had warmed up to Bucky in only a few short hours since they’ve met.
However, there were some things that you found out that weren’t from verbal interactions. You pretty much survived on your sense of touch, and you were a master at finding out the hidden facts about him. You discovered that Bucky was at least six feet tall, the way he held you close to him gave it away perfectly. You were able to rest your head on his shoulder perfectly.
Another thing you found out was that Bucky was on the muscular side. Like, really muscular.
When he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and you leant into him, you could instantly feel the hardness that was his stomach. The guy was built like a brick house, but you were nowhere near complaining! You couldn’t wait to run your hands along it.
The thing you liked the most was his hair.
When he bent down to tie your shoes for you, which was the sweetest thing on this earth, you couldn’t help but run your hand along his hair, taking in each and every strand into your fingers. It was a bit longer than you expected, but that only made him more attractive. You quite liked guys with longer hair, it gave you more to touch, more to see without your eyes.
You concluded in your brain that James Buchanan Barnes was really freaking attractive, and there was absolutely nothing that could change your mind.
The carnival he was taking you to was located on Coney Island.
You’ve been there before, but of course you couldn’t tell without hearing the ferris wheel. You always dreamed of how it looked. Was it as huge as everyone said it was? Did it really light up each night? You always wanted to ride it, but given your grandmother’s protective nature, you were never allowed to as a child. As you grew into an adult, the chances seemed more and more unlikely.
“What’s with the long face, doll.” Bucky whispered into your ear.
You bit your lip to stop the stupid grin that spread on your face. Jesus, you felt like you were in middle school again.
“It’s nothing, really.” you dismissed, feeling Alfie’s tail hitting your legs repeatedly.
“Y/N,” he pressed, placing his chin on your shoulder. “You haven’t stopped smiling the entire time until now. What’s bothering you?” Gosh, were you really that easy to read?
You could feel his hands along yours, playing with your smaller fingers. It was so distracting, jesus, but you couldn’t find it in you to tell him to stop. The fact that his lips were only inches away from yours only added onto your longing.
“I just…I’ve always wanted to ride the ferris wheel, but I can’t.” you admit.
Immediately, you feel one of his hands in yours, gently pulling you away from your spot. What on earth was he doing? You could hear Alfie’s paws hitting the pavement evenly, at least he wasn’t panicking.
“Where are we going, Bucky?” you ask, grabbing onto his shoulder with your other arm.
“To the ferris wheel, kid.” he laughs, continuing to walk with you as if it’s no big deal.
You planted your feet onto the ground, preventing him from taking you any further. You couldn’t go on there! What if you fell off? Grandma would be mortified if that happened. And Alfie, he’d be sent back to the shelter!
Slowly, you felt yourself growing lightheaded, your lungs felt as if they were being filled with lead. You didn’t know which way was up or down. Or even where you were anymore. But you could feel the ground beneath you now. Oh god, did you fall again?
“Y/N!” Bucky called exclaimed.
You felt tears pooling inside your eyes. You just wanted your grandma, she always knew what to do.
“Y/N?” You blinked at Bucky’s voice. It sounded less urgent than before, but you could still detect the fear from it. Bucky placed one of his hands on your cheek, lifting it up slightly.
You knew he was looking into your eyes. But it pained you even more that you couldn’t look into his. Yours weren’t anything, in fact, they weren’t pigmented at all. Everyone always said yours were just a milky grey that took in everything, but gave nothing. It wasn’t fair.
“I-I’m sorry…” You whispered.
“No, I’m sorry,” he said softly. You could feel a hand pull some stray hairs from your face and tuck them behind your ear. “I shouldn’t have pressured you.”
You gave him a small smile, holding out your hand for him to grab. You were expecting the normal, flesh hand that you’ve been holding throughout the day, but instead, you were met with….metal.
You’ve never pulled your hand away so fast in your life.
“W-what…what is…is that your hand?” you sputtered, backing away slowly. What was going on? You never felt anything metal throughout the entire time. Not even when you wrapped your arm around his. Were you hallucinating?
You could hear him inhale sharply.
You frowned, holding your hand out again. Whatever it was, you wanted to feel it again. Maybe it wasn’t metal, but something else!
But no matter how far you reached, you couldn’t feel him. In fact, you were practically crawling before you realized it. You could feel Alfie beside you, nuzzling his snout into your side. Where was Bucky?
“Bucky?” you called out, reaching your hand in front of you.
“Bucky, where’d you go?” you called, standing to your feet. You held onto Alfie’s leash tightly in your hand. Oh no, did he leave?
You could feel the tears pooling in your eyes once again. Did he really just leave you? You knew you might’ve reacted poorly, but…you still needed to get home. You had no idea how to get back.
Wiping your tears with the sleeve of your sweater, you pulled Alfie along. It would take hours, but you had no choice.
You just hoped that Bucky was okay.
Tag list of super awesome people (tags are also open!)
I literally can’t get enough of Casey and Evan from atypical. It is one of the most equal and respective ships and they fit so well together I want to spend all day watching them interact with one another. They support and love each other so much nothing in my life will ever live up to it.
Request: the reader is Harvey’s daughter and Ed has a huge crush on her. You can take it anywhere you want. I just like the idea!
i walk in the GCPD with coffee and make my way up to my brothers desk. “Hey boys. who wants a pick me up?” I ask showing them the tray of coffee. “This is why i love you.” My father says picking up the coffee and taking a sip. “So whats on the agenda for today?” I ask sitting on my fathers desk.
“Who’s the last coffee for?” My father asks with furrowed brows. “Me.” “You’re gonna drink two coffees?” I shrug and sip my cup. “My job is tiring too you know.” “Can’t be that tiring.” Jim says laughing. “She does work with Nygma.” Dad says in a low voice. I look at my my father and scowl. “He’s very nice.” “Maybe to nice.” Dad says crossing his arms. “Oh boy here we go with the over protective act. How many time do I gotta tell ya Harvey? Nygma is more intreated in his riddles then your daughter.” Jim says rolling his eyes.
“Plus I’m 22! Legal to drink and most definitely old enough to take care of myself.” I say supporting Jims claim.
My father rolls his eyes and waves me off making me laugh. I walk into the lab to see Ed working away in something in his note book. I smile to myself seeing how cute he looks.
I place my things on the table and walk up behind him. “Whatcha doing Eddie?” I ask spying over his shoulder trying to get a glimpse of his note book, but to my disposal he slams it shut and turns around holding the book behind his back. “Ms. Bullock! You’re early. You usually arrive here at 8:33 and today you’re here right at 8:00.” I smile at his nerves. He’s so adorable when he’s all jumpy and nervous.
“Yes Ed I’m early. I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep. So I just decided to pick up some coffee. One cream right?” I ask holding up his coffee. Ed smiles and grasps it out of my hands. “Right…so! I was just calculation the time of death for Ms. Valeska, and it seems to be-” “3:00 yesterday afternoon. Hi (y/n).” Lee walks in with a smile cutting Ed off.
“Hello Lee. Do you know what weapon yet?” I ask walking up to the un covered body and looking at it. “We’re not sure yet but-” “a hatchet. I’ve seen these types of gashes before. Who ever did this obviously was having fun with angles. One from a side swing, and more from over the head.” I say looking up at them. “Of course! A hatchet! How could we not know that?” Ed says opening his note book and writing. “I’ll let commissioner know.” Lee smiles at me and walks out.
as Ed quickly flips pages a few note cards and folded peaces fall out. Him not nothing them fall I reach down to get them. As I pick it up I see my name on most of them.
-get (y/n) to be friends with me
-get her to answer my riddles correctly
-attempt to flirt with her
-ask her out
all of them have checks except for the last one. Edward was planning to ask me out? Edward? My coworker? The sweetest thing o. This earth was planning on asking me to be his?
I smile and look up only to see an empty spot where Ed once stood. I frown a bit there. Maybe I was thinking to long.
The day goes on and I don’t see Edward at all. Not after this morning. Not even at lunch, and I packed for both of us today. I walk up to my father desk to see him flipping his hat in boredom. “Wanna split a chicken Philly? I packed more then enough for me.” He looks up at me and smiles. “Why not. You were always a good cook.” I laugh and sit on my dads desk eating.
“Um so have you seen Ed today?” He placed his sandwich down and wipes his mouth. “He’s sick. Said something about his stomach flipping and feeling like puking. He went on a rant explaining it till we got tired of it and sent him home. Why?” I shrug my shoulders biting into my food. “Just wondering I guess.”
Later that night as I’m locking up my office I hear foot steps, a door opening, slamming, and then talking.
I step out of my room and walk down the hall to the boys restroom to listen in. “You can’t do this! You know you can’t! Let me take control. She’ll love me.” “No she won’t like you!” “You sure? Ladies love confidence. Especially someone like her. So strong, so adorable, so smart, so beautiful, sexy. The things we could do.” I furrow my eye brows in confusion.
That sounds like Edward, but he’s talking to himself? I back away from the door knowing it was wrong to spy on him.
I step back into my office and continue to gather my things. A few minutes later the door opens and Ed walks in without his glasses and a smile.
“What are you doing here this late?” I smile at him. “Cleaning up the files you left out all over my desk before you dashed off today.” He walks closer with his hands in his pockets. “I got a little sick.” “I heard Ed. Some type of stomach virus.” He snakes his head walk closer. “No baby. You make me sick. You’re perfect completion makes my knees weak. I can barely focus when I’m near you baby.” I look up at him shocked. “Are you okay? You never-” “talk like this? Well maybe I’ve gotten a new boost of confidence.” He places his hands on my cheeks.
“Tell me if I should stop, but if you don’t say anything I’ll continue, and know you feel the same.” Ed brings his lips closer to mine and slowly but surly they connect. I place my arms around his neck and kiss him back.
He pulls away with a smirk. He laughs and pecks my lips once more. He smiles at me and blinks slowly. He suddenly looks at me and jumps back almost confused. “Ms. Bullock! I-I’m so sorry. That was completely inappropriate of me I should have never-” “Ed. For once. Shut up.” I close the space between us and smash our lips together.
He seems almost clueless this time but eases into it placing his hands in my hips and gripping them.
We pull away smiling at each other. “Oh by the way here.” I pull out the note card that fell from his book earlier this morning. “Oh. Yes. Thank you Ms. Bullock.” “Ed you know you can call me (y/n) right?” He nods his head and reaches for his glasses in his pocket.
He smiles at me once again and grabs my hands. “Would you like to have dinner at my apartment tomorrow? I’ll cook.” I lean up and press my lips to his in a quick kiss. “Of course I would Edward.” I kiss his cheek and walk out with a smile on my face.
This is Sasha! Or if you’d rather, Cat Mom!
She’s a beautiful old girl with a bit of a stink eye, but she’s the sweetest thing on earth ❤
I’ve even caught her on my side when I wake up in the morning!
But anyways, she’d love to say hello to the stickyfrogs and give them a nice ride on her back ❤
Both me and her send very big kissies ❤❤❤
Hi Sasha! 🐱😊
Toes say hi and thank you for the big kissies! Toes likes Sasha’s very beautiful eyes she is wearing today! And her cool eyebrows! Toes would like to enquire where to purchase such cool eyebrows?
Toes sends Sasha some staring, a little bit of running away, a kissie and a big delicious cat treatie! 🐸😊🐸
Lets go with Natsume Yuujinchou for the fandom ask, please!
Yesss <3 Thank you, honestly I love being able to answer Natsume asks and if not for you I doubt anyone else would ask for them XD Ilysm.
Favorite Male Character: Natsume Takashi
He’s precious and beautiful and deserves all the love. He had such a sad childhood, and I’m so glad he has so many people now that adore him <3
Favorite Female Character: Natsume Reiko
Aka my GODDESS. Every flashback we see with her in it makes me so sad for her. I wonder if Natsume would have become like her if he’d never met the Fujiwaras? We still don’t know anything about how she died, and a part of me is hoping that maybe, just maybe, we’ll get a plot twist and find out that she became a youkai or something, and Natsume will finally be able to meet her.
Least Favorite Character: Matoba Seiji
I mean yeah, he makes things hella more interesting every time he shows up but like? He’s kinda an asshole??? I would definitely be super interested to learn more about him though. It seems like he does have potential to become something of an ally though, if he just kinda improves his character XD I mean, he hasn’t technically done anything evil…yet.
Favorite Ship: Shigeru and Touko <3
they have this sweet, quiet, calm kind of love. And I adore them, honestly. Their little aquarium date in s5 was adorable. And they’re the best foster parents ever and they love Natsume so much!!
Favorite Friendship: Natsume and Nyanko-sensei
Nyanko-sensei is literally the only person Natsume can be completely honest and unguarded with, and their friendship is just the sweetest thing on Earth. I love that Nyanko-sensei always pretends to not care about Natsume at all, but as soon as someone threatens him, he gets super super protective XD
Favorite Quote: “We know the flowers’ petals will fall someday, and yet still, we’re entranced by them.”
No you don’t understand, I cried actual tears when I heard that line. WHY would you end the season on that note!?!?!?!? I love this quote because it just shows how much the Middle Class youkai adore Natsume and it hurts me to think how they’ll feel when he does die.
To youkai, a human’s lifespan is over in the blink of an eye, and there’s something just something so tragic about Natsume worming his way into the hearts of all these youkai, saving them time and time again, only to destroy them in the most painful way possible as they watch him slowly age and wither away and disappear one day. How is Nyanko-sensei going to deal???
Worst Character Death (if any): Natsume Reiko.
There aren’t very many character deaths in this series, but this one in particular hurts me so much. We start off the series knowing she’s dead, and we don’t particularly care much because we don’t know her. But we learn about her, little by little, and she’s selfish and capricious and lonely. And I hope desperately that she was able to find something to make her happy before she died.
We’re told she died young, but how young? Did she ever get to hold her daughter? Did she ever get to know the pure, uncomplicated, irrevocable love of a child? Did she get to tell bedtime stories and give goodnight kisses and dream about seeing her daughter grow up into a beautiful, strong, confident young woman? Because God, I hope so.
This made me so happy you have no idea Moment:
BEST!!! FOSTER!!!! PARENTS!!!!! EVER!!!! Look how happy he is!! So precious!! They love him so much!!! And living with them, it’s the first time he’s ever had somewhere to belong so completely, since his father died when he was a young child. He finally gets to act his age, and he has a place that he’s happy to call home, he has people he loves to come home to.
Saddest Moment: When Natsume temporarily loses his “sight” and can’t see Nyanko-sensei, despite him being right there in the room with him.
This series has no shortage of sad moments, but this one completely broke my heart. It’s just heartbreaking and horribly lonely for the both of them. For Natsume, who finally found a friend who he didn’t have to hide anything from, who understood him and didn’t try to change him, and after all these months of having him as a constant companion…he is suddenly alone again. And it’s heartbreaking for Nyanko-sensei, who found this little boy he’s come to care for fiercely and become so protective of, and suddenly his precious boy can’t see him anymore, despite being so close they’re practically touching.
Favorite Location: Just…Natsume’s entire town. It’s so beautiful???