Platonic Turmoil X Reader

hey y'all, it's me again! can i request an extremely fluffy imagine with garcello being an emotional wreck when meeting his long distance s/o for the first time on his birthday? i'm not feeling too well so hopefully some fluff will lift my spirits :) - 💀💍

"Awh, c'mon Gar. You can't just sulk around on your birthday!" Annie frowned at her longtime friend, who was just staring out the window with a blank yet solemn look.

A few moments passed before she perked up at the sound of a knock on the door. "Oh! I invited someone who'll cheer ya up. I know ya wanna meet em~" She tried grabbing Garcello's hand and tugging him away from his spot, but to no avail. "Ugh..Garcelloooo. Come with me or I'll make you chug one of my drinks!"

"Sorry, Annie. Not in the mood for any guests today."

"But-"

"Just tell 'em to give you the gift and leave." Eventually he freed himself from her grasp, taking out a cigarette pack and walking back into the kitchen.

It seemed dumb that the stress of someone just visiting was enough to make him desperate for a smoke. But he didn't care for any unwanted company right now.

Normally, he wouldn't be this gloomy...but there was someone who he wanted to see more than anyone else, especially on his birthday: You.

For a few months you two have been dating via long-distance. Telecommunication apps worked wonders, though of course Garcello yearned for the day he could finally meet you.

At the same time..he wasn't sure if you'd want to stay with him once you got to know the real him.

You always told him how much you loved and supported him. But he still had doubts about himself.

Like whether he meets your standards, if his habits will ruin things, or if he'll be too-

"Oh, hey Annie. Gar told me a lot about you. Is..he home?"

"Yeah totally! He's in the kitchen! I'll head out so you two can chill together."

Garcello nearly spat out his cigarette, not even having the chance to light it as he heard what sounded like your voice. He looked over and saw you with a suitcase and...

Was that a small birthday cake?

Once you locked eyes with him, you instantly smiled. Without any hesitation you put down your stuff and ran over to him, hugging him tightly. He did the same as well, at first still in utter disbelief.

"[Y/n]..? I-It's..really you?"

"The one and only! Happy birthday, Gar." You chuckled, pulling away to look at the teal-haired male. "Wowie, you're way more handsome in person! Has anyone ever told you....?"

Though you paused, realizing he was starting to cry. His hat did little to hide the tears as he laid his head on your shoulder, mumbling about how happy he was to finally see you.

You were actually here and he couldn't believe it! He didn't care about impressions right now; all of his previous doubts were thrown out the window when he realized you truly loved him.

Loved him so much that you didn't hesitate to rush into his arms and call a mess like him "handsome".

And as you hugged him once more, you knew you've given him the best gift of all:

A surprise visit that'll change both of your lives for the better.

AHHHHHHH! They’re so cute and adorable. I love them 😊😍🫶

A nice shower and the day can begin...

fuck, i love this guy to the point of pain in the kidneys 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

forgive me everyone who is still alive here that I change fandoms like gloves BUT FUCK

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Continuation of an old doodle I did, based on crack ship too ✨

Basically, an Just an old dumb au I had in my mind, there where supposed to be a whole ass comic doodle but I got so lazy besides its not even that good jajaks.

Mike ends up with him after strangulation

Here is the previous↓

I don't think that people watching is the older version of crush culture, I think that people watching is the older sibling who just wants to be loved while crush culture is the younger sibling who is crushing on someone already dating

So real 😼💅

These are mine 😽✌️

every autistic bitch got their two main interests like this

This is the self-shiping side of this blog.. [Yes selfshipping oh the horror /j /lh]

This is where I just post about me and my f/o's whether it be queerplatonic or platonic.

Marvel:

Yelena Belova x Rose

Wii Deleted You:

Eteled Self-Shipping Art

Even though I probably wouldn’t do much(As in hurting wise) I probably join the other Luigis in beating up Mario..

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That guy gets on my nerves..

I don’t know much about Luigi’s Day Out but imagine yourself in this video/comic:

Would you join the other three Luigi in beating the crap out of Mario or just sit and watch with the other Luigis?

Artist of the comic:

https://x.com/kris_Draws2002/status/1742944669674483917?s=20

A sub husband storyy pleasee

NSFW

CW: Dacryphilia..

You and your husband have been doing a little reverse swapping saying no.. Betting that you couldn’t handle the dominant role of the household. Oh boy did this take a turn. You both agreed that he would take on the submissive role of the household and you were to take up the dominant role. You would come home from work to a hot meal and a relaxing bath with your husband. You had a few pets but that was about it. He took care of them too, making sure they had food, water, and a place to use the bathroom. He played with them too making sure they were stimulated and happy. He was confident in his ability to be a malewife and not slaving away at work. You on the other hand were tired but equally happy that you could provide for your version of a small family filled you with a sense of happiness but then sex came to the equation.. Oh boy did he fight you on it. He refused, groaned, and huffed about you wanting to dominate him in bed. Saying that you probably couldn’t do it right, you could only ride him and suck him off. Oh boy did his words die in his throat as you pulled out your strap-on that you used to hide from him. He looks at you nervously as you slowly lead him over to the bed.

“We're not really gonna do this right..?” He nervously asked you. “Hey, I know this might seem a little overwhelming but I promise you’re gonna love it.” You softly reassured him. “And if you don’t like it, we can always stop and do something else.” Your husband looked back at you and then at the strap-on that was situated under your plump soft belly. “Now just take a deep breath for me darling..” You cooed seductively in his ear as you lined up the strap-on with his backdoor entrance. He groaned in slight pain as you entered inside of his ass. You whispered sweet reassurances to him as he started to adjust to your strap. His lip wobbled slightly as he grunted into the pillow. Once he gave you the go ahead you slowly started to move in and out causing him to moan into the pillow. You slowly started to speed up your pace. You gripped his hips as you thrusted into him. “This f-feels weird but also feels so good.” He moaned out as he gripped onto the bedsheets. You were glad that were making him feel good, you slowly learned down and whispered into his ear. “You’re doing such a good job sweetheart..” You soon hit a certain spot inside of him that made him let out a deep groan. “Ooh, do you like that baby?” You said as you hit that spot again causing his eyes to roll back.

You then started to repeatedly hit that spot over and over again. You pressed yourself against him using your weight to keep him in place as you abused his sweet spot. “[Y/N] I’m gonna c-cum..” He informed you as he let out the prettiest whimper. You chuckle at his admission. “Alright, sweetie.. Let go for me.” You whispered to him as your fingers wrapped around his neck, squeezing it slightly causing him to gasp and go slightly teary eyed. After a few more thrusts he came harshly. Buckets of thick creamy cum coated his thighs and your guys bed sheets. “Oh, I’m guessing you really liked it considering that you came everywhere in such a large amount.” You teased him with a smirk. Your husband blushed and buried his face into the pillow. “So how did I do?” You feigned curiosity. “Alright, Alright.. You win. You’re a good dominant role figure.” He bashfully admitted, his skin tinted a rosy red color. “Can we do this again sometime?” Your husband shyly ask. “Of course.. So I’m assuming you liked getting pegged by me?” You said as pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. Your husband’s response was him grabbing a pillow and hitting you with it.