After those long trips with even more friends at his side than he had when he left, Mateo made its way to the front door of your shared home and he was definetly not the only one excited to be at home again, to be able to see you again, all his little furry friends were at his side, barely leaving him reach the door as they were just too excited, running around and barking with excitment, even if he tried to surprise you with his friends around it would have been imposible to do so, not when they were this excited.
When he finally managed to open the door he was quickly pushed away as everyone else wanted to be the first one to get inside, paws imediatly finding it way to where you were standing, almost instantly pushing you to the floor for being too excited to care about their strenght. Suddently you were surrounded by dogs while your boyfriend simply laugh at the scene, nothing new honestly, it was always the same, and, just like always, when they were satisfied of your greeting pats and scratching they finally left space for Mateo to greet you too, getting in a warm hug and a loving kiss before start talking about how you two have been doing, making it to the couch to cuddle, followed by everyone else, everyone took their respective places all around the living room, finally calming down at the sound of the comforting and calm chat you two were having, feeling comfortable, safe, at home
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I can see Mateo wrapping you up in a blanket, basically restricting your movement and just railing you while holding your swaddled form.
HELL yeah, tbh i can totally see this being like comfort or sick sex!! swaddling you nice and tight, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his face into your neck while sliding his cock in and out of your warm hole!! He especially likes to curl up, hunched over on top of you so he can see your face when you can't look away - he loves eye contact!!
Summary: Sleeping in a blanket fort with your two lovers. What else is there to say?
Notes: BETTYYY my lovelyyyy istg the second i saw her i’d already folded, but then i heard her voice and GODDD it was so over for me
And also MATEOOOO hgnghghgnghfhgn so sweet so soft so kind imma just— *noms him*
Flufftober day 16: Pillows, Plushies, Piles of Blankets
Tags: fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, blanket fort, pillow fort, cuddling, snuggling, polycule, reader-insert, no use of y/n for reader insert, gender-neutral reader-insert, reader-insert is little spoon, Betty is the bed (not literally), Mateo is the big spoon, no beta we die like chappy
Word Count: 929
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You yawn, rubbing at your eyes underneath the Dateviators tiredly as you trudge up the stairs and to your bedroom. There’s only one charge left in the sunglasses blinking at you almost mockingly, reminding you that while it was nearly time to go to bed, you still had the opportunity to talk to one more object before night time officially came.
The four interactions you’d had earlier in the day were simply exhausting, if not a bit fun. You’d done an intense workout with Kristoff, went on an adventure with Beau, Jacques, and Gaia, then took a trip underneath the floorboards with Dolly. All of them were very high-energy (Dolly not so much so, but after all the running around you’d done before talking to her it may as well have been the cherry on top of an extra-active day) and took a lot out of you. Honestly, you’re kind of amazed with yourself that you can keep walking up the steps without tripping on any of them.
After making it up the stairs without incident (a miracle in and of itself), you make your way to your bedroom. However, upon opening the door, you walk in on something you definitely aren’t expecting to see.
On the floor next to your bed is a large, tent-like structure, made up entirely of what looked like your bedsheets and poles whose origin you’re not sure of. The bed itself has been stripped completely bare, blankets now being used for this huge fort that’s taken shape.
However, it clearly isn’t finished, not quite yet. Betty and Mateo stand beside the fort, each of them pulling at different ends of one of the many blankets being used as a makeshift ceiling, straightening it and smoothing it out until it is to their liking.
After a moment of fiddling with the fabric, Betty notices you, and gives you a fond smile. “Well, hey there, lover.” She croons softly.
When Betty greets you, Mateo immediately turns around and beams when his eyes meet yours. “Cariño, you’re just in time!” He waves you over.
You make your way towards the two, smile growing wider with each step. “Oh, wow. What’s this for?”
Betty kneels, sitting on her legs. “We saw you were rushing around and doing so much today, so we thought you might like a little bit of a rest after all that.” She giggles lightly. “Mateo was the one to think of making a blanket fort as a surprise for you.”
Mateo blushes, and bashfully rubs a hand at the back of his neck. “Ahh, you give me too much credit, Betty. You were the one to suggest doing it in here, and using those poles to keep the blankets propped up.”
You feel your heart swell. What had you done to deserve such amazing partners? Stifling a yawn, you smile at them. “You guys, this is so sweet. Thank you!” Reaching out, you grab both of them and pull them in for a three-way hug.
The two eagerly return the hug, squeezing you tightly before letting go.
Betty, after taking a closer look at you, says, “Why don’t we go inside? I’m pretty sure I can see your eyebags growing eyebags.”
You’ve never agreed to anything as quickly as you do now. “Please.”
Mateo chuckles at your answer. Then he leans back and pulls aside one of the many blankets, making an entryway. “After you!”
Poking your head in through the entrance, you gasp softly.
The inside is deceptively large, somehow taking up more space than your bed. Pillows and plushies decorate the area, forming a circle around the center. Fairy lights are strung between the many poles, zig-zagging this way and that, casting a soft glow over the area. The floor is made up completely of blankets you didn’t even know you had. You test the floor with one hand, and find it sinks down up to your wrist. It’s plush, soft, and it makes you want to flop on it and just fall asleep.
However, you refrain, simply crawling in on your hands and knees, still marveling at the inside. You sink even further into the plush ground, now up to just a little past your wrist in soft blankets.
Betty crawls in right after you and keeps going. She positions herself right at the far edge of the fort, laying down on her back and spreading her arms wide open, inviting you in. “Don’t be shy, join me.”
You don’t deny her, shuffling on your hands and knees over to Betty, collapsing on top of her. After a bit of situating, you now rest your head snugly on Betty’s chest and lay on your stomach, your entire left side completely draped over her with your right side laying comfortably against the blanket-ground.
Behind you, you can feel Mateo scooting in, draping himself over your right side, using his duvet jacket to cover you. He reaches over you with his left arm, placing his hand over the top of yours and threading your fingers together. His nose nuzzles sweetly into your neck. “Hey there, Cariño.”
You can’t remember the last time you’ve been this cozy and safe and protected. It’s like you have your own personal guardians, who both happen to be the world’s most fantastic cuddlers. Within seconds of laying down, your eyes begin to droop, and finally you allow them to close.
You feel Betty’s left arm snake over your head and towards Mateo. Then she leans down and gently kisses you on the forehead. “Sweet dreams, my lovers.”
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Notes: Just a short and sweet one for tonight <3
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I lowkey wantntk keep the brat tamer time going, but i firmly believe that Mateo and daisuke are brat tamers. Not a brat tamer like Dorian or Sophia, rather they are the ones that is really REALLY scary when theyre pissed off. Daisuke would ignore you or just edge you, Mateo would be threatening you with a chastity if you pissed him off. THESE TWO MAKES ME FERAL GOSH
I feel like Mateo is dangerous because he’ll continue smiling and loving on you, but kinda force into chastity while smiling - not only that, he’ll smile and ask the other objects to help him teach you a lesson, so you don’t even get to go to them for release!!
Sophia would totally help if asked politely because even if you hadn’t disrespected her directly, she can’t have her little wrench thinking they can be a brat just because she isn’t looking! Then there’s Betty, Telly, MAYBE Hector (Although that part is entirely circumstantial), and even Washford and Drysdale (Most of which Mateo knows and has a respectful/friendly relationship with, or maybe the objects think its entertaining to mess with you!) Either way, good luck coming until you learn your lesson.
Daisuke is a brat tamer and i believe this firmly, breaking a dish? leaving dirty dishes in the sink for days? completely unacceptable. However, don’t expect any “fun” punishments, Daisuke’ll make you sit down and will watch you clean every speck off those forks and plates… Afterwards? If you clean well enough, then you can get rewarded! He’ll finger you stupid, backing you into the counter with a kiss while sinking his fingers inside, making you promise to keep him/dishes clean and organized.
This sounds nsfw but I pictured more of a crack/silly prompt in mind but I remembered there was a relationship trend where the boyfriend would be busy doing something and the girlfriend, after trying for sometime to get his attention, would then just straight up flash him, I think some girls would just walk away after like they didn't just do that with the bf being like "wait! :(". Can you do this with the male dateables of your choice reacting to the homeowner doing it to them? If you aren't into writing this I completely understand! Feel free to ignore if this isn't your thing!
(A/N: this is just straight up hilarious lmao)
(Also, just a fair warning, my choice Dateables will almost always include Mateo and The Hanks)
Take Your Shirt Off!
CHARACTERS: Mateo, The Hanks
WARNINGS!: whatever warnings just include flashing someone as a joke.
AFAB reader (per request :))
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Mateo:
Your boyfriend was dedicated to what he did. Yeah, that was nice. He had a passion for something good too, taking care of all the inanimals, rescuing all of the stray ones he found, it was great.
Minus the fact that because of this passion, lately he’d been a little too focused on his work to give you the attention people should give their partners.
You knew it wasn’t his fault, and he probably felt bad already because of it, but another part of you also knew he probably wouldn’t stop overworking himself until his tassels frayed.
So, after he’d told you he was really busy, running a hand through his hair with a long sigh, you did the only logical thing, and pulled your shirt up to your collarbone briefly, before dropping it, and turning to walk away.
Mateo stared after you in shock.
“W-wait! Wait, hang on!-“
He said, suddenly hurrying after you and taking your arm.
“Why did you just do that??”
You blinked at him. “Do what?”
“D- you just flashed me!” He exclaimed, his cheeks red. You shrugged.
“Oh, yeah, so? I didn’t think you’d care.” You spoke nonchalantly, as though it was just a normal thing to do to someone. Mateo gaped at you, not sure how he should be reacting to this.
“…what? I’m confused, tesoro— you thought I wouldn’t care if you flashed me?”
“Nope.” You agreed. “I mean, you’ve been spending so much time away from me lately, I figured you’d know the weight of what you were missing.”
Realization suddenly dawned on his face as you spoke, letting out a tired breath as he rubbed the side of his face.
“Oh…I’ve been ignoring you? I’m sorry, I really am, I’ve just been really busy with all the—“
“Yeah, no, I know. I just don’t want you to keep getting so wrapped up in work that you start to ignore other pieces of your life. It’s not going good for either you or me.”
“..yeah, I know.” He paused. “…wait, I’m confused again. You showed me your chest because you were mad at me?”
“No, mostly just to get your attention. Maybe just for fun.”
“Right..because that’s exactly how you handle this kind of situation.” He said with a chuckle.
“You didn’t like it?”
“I did! I mean— please don’t…do it outside the bedroom. You do still have neighbors. And windows.”
“Noted. So…bedroom?” You asked, tilting your head at him expectantly as he flushed crimson again. Mateo muttered out a sheepish answer, adjusting his sleeves.
“Later.”
“Bet.”
The Hanks:
Of course, dating the Hanks meant you loved their extreme adventures just as much as them. Han gliding, surfing, bungee jumping, wingsuit dives, all the works. You loved it because you loved them, and you’d just about throw yourself out a window if it meant you got to see them all beam at you.
However, unfortunately, that’s all that had really gone on in the past few weeks.
You were a little sick of the same thing. You just needed one little day that was something other than regular.
Currently, you were standing in front of them as they spoke to each other excitedly, debating their next extreme stunt. You were half-listening, and your attention was only caught when Hank #4 spoke up:
“What do you think, babe?”
You took off your shirt in the midst of them talking, holding it out to them with a blank expression. You were met by a sudden silence as all five men stared at you in shock.
“…uh, house homie, what—“
“What? You guys are hangers, right?” You said, still holding out your shirt while naked from the waist up. “I have a shirt, I wanna hang it up.”
“…”
They all looked at each other in turn, as if this was some kind of puzzle they had to figure out.
“I mean…bros, they’ve changed in front of us before the dateviators.”
“True bro, but they usually didn’t just stand there shirtless.”
“I don’t mind all that much.”
“…”
“…I kinda have to agree.”
There was a collective nod amongst them, before Hank #1 held out an arm.
“…alright, we’ll carry it.” He said, beaming again, as though this was completely normal. The other Hanks, who seemed to have accepted that this was what was just going on, all nodded along with him happily. You raised a brow, not sure if he was serious, handing your shirt to him.
You stared at them, and they stared right back, until you shrugged and turned away with a wave.
“Alright, bye.”
They all watched you go in silence, until Hank #3 suddenly whispered.
“Wait- bros…we just got hit on.”
“No way bro! For real?”
“Oh my god…”
“WAIT- What are we doing?? Why are we just standing here??”
“You’re right, you’re right—“
You continued down the hallway carelessly until you suddenly heard footsteps approaching and the faint desperate shout of: “HOUSE HONEY WAIIITTTT”
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i have a great need for an itty bitty dateables bit for mateo 🥺 and connie (they’re my favorites ever)! and whoever else you want to do!
-B
(MATEO'S MY FAVORITE TOO AAAA)
Itty Bitty Dateables! (pt 4!)
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CHARACTERS: Mateo, Connie
WARNINGS!: None <3!
Mateo:
You'd spent so, so long on the little knit plush of your boyfriend, working day in and day out to finish the little fuck. You wanted it to be a surprise for him, since he'd been overworking himself (again) and you thought that maybe with a little surprise you could boost his spirits (despite his reassurance that he felt fine). After finally finishing your self-assigned project, you had bounded over to the living room, almost tripping over yourself as you ran over to Mateo, who looked up from the little springtail in his lap when you nearly face-planted right in front of him. He startled, getting up from where he'd been sitting on the floor to where you were leaning against the doorframe, giving him a thumbs up despite yourself.
"…Are you alright, tesoro?" Mateo asked with a concerned expression, stopping right in front of you. “That could've been a nasty fall. Why were you running so fast?”
You waved off his worry with a hand, smiling sheepishly at him, a little embarrassed of your almost-fall.
“I'm fine, I'm fine. I was excited, is all. Just excited to see you.”
Mateo blinked once, before a blush blossomed on his cheeks. “…oh?”
“Yeah-- well, of course, but that's not all, I have a surprise for you!” You declared happily, keeping your hands folded secretively behind your back (a possible factor to your slip…).
“Oh, you didn't have to get me any--”
“Ta-da!!” You exclaimed proudly, whipping your hands out and presenting him with that cute little plushie you'd made. Mateo's face instantly broke out into a smile, gently taking it from your hands and examining the work you'd done.
“Oh, wow…look at how neat all the stitches are…and the fabric work is incredible..”
You laughed. “Does it look familiar? The little duvet jacket he has on?”
“Well, yes, I wear it--”
“No, no, I uh…well, I did some digging, and long story short, the little duvet is made of the exact same material as the one you've got on. So uh, double surprise.”
Mateo looked stunned, glancing back down at the plush with wide eyes, taking the fabric and rubbing it between his fingers experimentally before turning back to you in utter wonder.
“…it is. Ay, dios mio, it really is.” He turned back to you, unsure of exactly how to react for a moment, before he pulled you into a hug, squeezing you lightly, burying his face in your shoulder.
“Thank you, really. Putting so much and heart into a gift like this…you don't know how much I appreciate it.” Mateo pulled away after he mumbled that into your shirt, before smiling widely, looking back at the plush. “And look at him! You made him look so handsome."
You chuckled. “Wellll, I had a pretty handsome inspiration to go off of.”
“Hm? Oh! …oh.” The flush on his cheeks grew more pronounced, and he rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous laugh. “Ay, tesoro, you're very good-looking as well.”
“You know what would make you more good looking?”
“Ah?”
“A good night's sleep. Which you haven't gotten in, hm, how long?”
“It hasn't been all that long, no need to worr--”
“How long.”
“…”
“…”
“…right, I'll go get some rest.”
Connie:
You flicked on the gaming console below your TV, waiting for the game to boot up so you could talk to Connie again. As embarrassing as it was to admit, you hadn't had a chance to talk to her too much over the course of a few days, due to a disturbingly long list of chores you'd developed over a few weeks of forgetting to wash the dishes, or vacuum, or make the bed…things like that. So leisure, and playing video games, had been cast aside for a short period of time. Though, you felt bad for Connie. Sure, she wasn't the type to get pissed over you having to do chores, she probably understood you had obligations other than seeing her, but you also knew she probably wasn't the happiest about you not even dropping by to give her a small peck on the cheek.
Not your brightest moment, and you knew it. You should've given her a little more attention these past few days, but those days are over.
You watched as Connie materialized into place in a haze of pixel-y futuristic-style summoning, her familiar form finalizing as the game finished loading. She looked surprised to see you and gave you a small wave of her hand.
“Oh, hey, what's up? You haven't been here….in a while.” Her voice wasn't hostile, but there was a touch of longing to it, and you felt a pang in your heart at those last three words.
“I know, I know, I'm so sorry. I had all these things to clean and shit to do--” You rambled on as Connie watched your expression, obviously noting your franticness to explain.
“Hey, it's okay.” She said comfortingly, placing a hand on your shoulder with a smile. “I get it. Why don't we just play some games today? You've got…Moonsurgers-- classic. Uh, some MarioKart, Call o--”
She was interrupted suddenly by you shoving something small in her face. Connie blinked, stepping back, puzzled.
“Hm?”
She backed up enough for her eyes to focus on what you were presenting her, arms up and head bowed in shame-- a teeny-tiny Connie Soul. Yes, a complete mini-version of her. Every single little button on her body was perfectly copied into this little plushie you held out to her like a peace offering (which she assumed it probably was). It was more than impressive--it was downright flattering. You hadn't seen her in days, and you remembered every single tony detail on her?
She was touched.
“Did you make this for me?”
“Well, yeah, I did. I'm sorry if one of your boots is bigger than the other, I accidentally--”
“I can't believe…you really captured every single part of me.” Connie said, awe in her voice, carefully prying it out of your hands to have a closer look. Her eyes raked down every inch and--
Wow.
“Of course I did,” you responded, nodding at her. “Why would I ever leave any part of you out? Even if it was difficult, excluding them just wouldn't be…Connie Soul, now, would it?”
gyaru!reader (fem) who wants her house to match the rest of her lifestyle so she customizes the dateables to her liking, basically giving them makeovers. you can decide what substyle she is btw
Sooo I took far too long deciding on a substyle... and it doesn't really matter which one I picked because I made it pretty broad lol
Dateables with a Roma Gyaru Reader
Oh, trust me, Dirk is absolutely thriving in his new outfit. He'll rock all your dirty clothing and brag that he looks better in a dress than Harper does
The Hanks also love your outfits. They actually have surprisingly good style and help you style outfits and accessories based on your mood that day. They love it so much, they each get an accessory like a bracelet that has the same color palette as you
Mac is also loving the new style you gave them. With their new keycaps and the paint job you gave their tower, they think they look pretty fire, don't you ;)
Mateo quite likes the new blankets you bought to match your pajamas. Not only are they soft and comfy, but they match you perfectly! And he thinks he looks quite good in your style in his robe.
Skips is skeptical of your style at first, but after seeing your confidence when you wear it, he approves, and you get him a pair of earrings (clip-on) to match you with, and he wears them proudly
Daisuke accepts your new dishware with a smile and nod. He thinks it's quite a nice change of pace from simple white plates, and he picks the prettiest ones to display in the front of the cabinet.
Barry greatly approves of the new makeup you got and he even does his own research to find the best brands with the shades that you want and you two do each other's makeup so you can match <3
I heard somewhere that the MC has a agoraphobia so imagine if they somehow get locked out of the house (maybe Keith did something) and has a panic attack and the dateables comfort them
This was so much fun, you might be able to tell I got a bit carried away lol
Dateables comforting agoraphobic reader after they get locked out
Dorian is lowkey zoning out until he realizes you've been locked out. He practically breaks himself off his hinges pulling the door open for you
He immediately pulls you into his arms, sinking to the floor as he murmurs comforting words, internally biting himself for not noticing sooner
Mateo notices you immediately and at the sight of your tears, he rushes over to help, swaddling you in blankets before Dorian carries you over to the couch
Koa also notices once you're set down beside him, startling out of his nap at the sound of your sniffles. He lets you snuggle into his side, gently rubbing your back
While this is happening, Dorian is alerting the other dateables to what's happened and they're in full work mode
Friar Errol, Luke, and Stefan have actually put aside their differences for once and mostly work in silence to make your favorite food, their worry for you drowning out their arguments.
Bathsheba and Barry are working on setting up a bath, adding in bubbles and bath salts to the warm water, which Hector made sure is the exact temperature that you like and Tyrell picks the fluffiest towels for when you're done.
Washford and Drysdale go through probably the quickest cleaning cycle ever to get your favorite pajamas clean and dry before Dirk takes them to the bath in preparation for when you finish.
Teddy and Betty focus on setting up your bed, fluffing the pillows, and taking the blankets Mateo delivers between comforting you to turn your bed into a nest of soft items.
Hector has already shifted the entire temperature of the house to the exact degree you like it when you're upset. Suppose you're at the point where he's already shown himself to you. In that case, he'll take a more hands-on role with everybody else to help you feel better
Daisuke, Kopi, and Beverly are designing the perfect drink, just warm enough to soothe without burning you, not too overwhelming of a flavor but not too plain, and poured into your favorite mug with Daisuke has polished religiously.
Once everything is set up, it's executed flawlessly. They wait until you've stopped shaking for Dorian to carry you up to your bath. Bathsheba and Barry help there, and Tyrell dries you off once you're done. Dirk hands over your still-warm pajamas before Dorian carries you to bed. There, you're delivered your favorite food by Stefan, and Daisuke hands you your drink. They let you pick who you want to cuddle with or if you'd rather lie down alone, and then Teddy and Hector take turns telling quiet stories until you're asleep.
No one, not even Hector, can put into words just how much they all love you. If it were up to them, you'd never be put in a situation that upsets you. But if times like this happen where you are, you'll never have to face it alone because they'll all be by your side.
Bonus:
When Dorian questions Keith about the mysterious locking on the door, the second he spots that smug smirk of his, it's all over for Keith. So, you may not see that key for a little while... don't check the crawlspace ;)
