#Get booped suckers

[follovver]

me @ every single person i come across on tumblr today

[deltapelagicpetrel]

love you daniel have a boop 🐾

Love you too, mythological greek hero and creator of Athens, so glad to see you back for this glorious celebration, happy booping🐾

[sodo-mizerr]

How I feel rn

[the-blind-assassin-12]

five things that you never get tired of writing

I was tagged by @zaffrenotes - thanks D!  

Rules: List 5 things you never get tired of writing - it can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy. Tag 5 people!

in no particular order: 

found family. choosing the people that matter most, unexpectedly strong or close bonds forming between people, accepting differences and supporting one another.  

natural settings. tree lines and coastlines, mountains and fields and ferns and sunsets, lakes, oceans, waterfalls, twilight and starlight and all the colors and smells and sounds, post-apocalyptic forests and extraterrestrial fauna and leaves changing in the fall.  

smooches. all kinds. breathless ones and sleepy ones, tiny pecks on the cheek and kisses to shut the other person up, goodbye kisses and first kisses and light little brushes, words kissed onto skin and kisses that say more than words. 

myths & magic. legends and prophecies, special abilities, fantastical creatures, the force and the currents and the future and all that jazz. 

flangst. fluff + angst. mixing the bad with the good, putting them through it but making it worth it (i hope), getting through tough times together, hurt and sadness but also comfort and happiness, trust and sacrifice but also warmth and healing. 

tagging a few who might want to play along (but of course anyone who sees this is welcome to!) : @something-tofightfor @oonajaeadira @insomniamamma @writeforfandoms @littlemisspascal

[indigoelfinspirit]

[kirvee]

ah how i love crime

[dark-moonlust]

Getting Pounded by Nagas PART 6: Family Bliss

This is a sneak peek of a very sweet family chapter without smut. It might be the last of this series. However, I'm thinking of adding two extra smutty parts if I'm inspired. We'll see!

Pairing: Two nagas x human reader

Summary: Your naga mates play with the babies and you watch, your heart so full of love. Then your babies get hungry and make little hungry noises.

Warnings: cute family stuff, lactating and feeding babies, no smut but mentions of it, my blog is 18+ so minors don’t interact please.

“Mama!” the babies squealed, mixing up gurgles and syllables in their joy.

Thorne chuckled, his deep laugh vibrating through the room. “They are such suckers for their mother.”

“As they should,” you said with a smirk and carefully scooped both babies into your arms and settled them on your sides. Rowan’s tiny hands fondled your cheeks, Bjorn looking at you with awestruck eyes. Smiling down at them, you kissed their foreheads, breathing in their sweet baby scent. They were bigger now but small enough to still fit your embrace. You didn’t want them to grow up so fast, you wanted to enjoy the precious baby moments with them and your mates.

Thorne and Ragnor came and knelt at your sides, their tails wrapped loosely around you.

“Little rascals. The moment you see your mommy you go nuts,” Ragnor muttered, booping the babies’s noses. The babies responded with peals of happy laughter and buried their little forms into your embrace.

[dreamauri]

Hey lovely, I’d love to please request something along the lines of being on the McLaren team and being wayyy off, exhausted and quiet during quali or media day and Lando doesn’t like it one bit

♪ — 𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘 lando norris  x  fem! reader (fluff) “. . . Lando hates when his pr manager gets all grouchy, he does everything to make you smile and laugh.”

( my master list | more of lando norris ) ( requests | taglist )

"Lando please." You pushed his face away from you gently. Peace and silence returned again and you were able to go back to racking through emails and arranging interview schedules. Until you felt the boy pocking your cheek again. You pursed your lips, taking in a deep breath. Blinking had as you turned to face the young brit.

Lando paused for a second before smiling widely at you. "Hi." "Lando, I'm trying to work. Please." He only gave you an angry pout, folding his arms. "You're being so grouchy." He commented, slipping on the couch armrest and sitting next to you, practically glued to you since there was no space left between your bodies with his chin resting on your shoulder.

You sighed again, rolling your eyes playfully as you continued t work. "I'm getting tiered, can we take a break." You gave him a look of un-amusement. It was early Thursday and he was doing absolutely but stick to your side and bug you with questions.

"My body is like a car, Y/N. I need fuel to keep running." You hummed raising your eyebrows, playing along. "Oh no, there's no gas station nearby. I'll have to turn the car off till we're close." You joked, booping his nose making a 'beep beep' as if you turned of the car.

Lando chuckles slightly, pulling the laptop out of your hands. "Dear PR Manager," You tried to stop him from reading out loud only for him to stand up out of your reah. "bla bla bla. boring boring boring." you tried to get up and catch him but he was much faster than you.

"Work is boring and food is fun." Lando sums up, slamming the thing shut and tossing it on the couch. You panicked for a second thinking it was going to fall and break, but thank god it landed safely. "You're too tight." You give Lando a glare at the comment. "Lets just go eat." He held his hand out for you.

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"we're going to fall." "we're not gonna fall." "we're going to fall." "we're not gonna fall." "we're going to fall." "we're not gonna fall." "LANDO, WE'RE GOING TO FALL!" "WE'RE NOT GOING TO UMPH—" you found yourself falling on top of Lando, oddly enough the fall was comfortable, you couldn't the same for the brit who was groaning under you.

"This actually a very comfortable car." You joked standing up, helping him on his feet." I don't appreciate this engine laughing." He poked your chest huffing. You didn't even notice you were laughing. "Lets just go— Hey! Gorge passed us!" And you resumed the little imaginary scooter race Lando held with the unsuspecting gorge russel.

"Haha, see you sucker!" You were dying right there, balancing on the metal while Lando held his wide grin, overtaking the Mercedes driver. Once you arrived at the exit of the paddock, Lando parked his scooter somewhere keeping his arm wrapped around your waist as you walked out to the parking lot.

"Guess where we're going." He asked you once he got to putting his seatbelt on. You took a moment, sitting in the passenger seat and getting comfortable. ". . . I have no idea." You hummed as Lando started getting out of the parking lot. "Just take a guess." He told you, reaching over and buckling your seatbelt for you, kissing his cheek before exiting the parking lot.

You gave him a look of uncertainty. "Wendy's?" He glared at you looking offended. "How the fuck did you know that." "Pfft." You laughed leaning your face in your hands. "What the fuck Y/N, are you reading my mind?" He pocked you side, giving you an ungly side eye.

"Hey—" You giggled, pushing his hand away. Lando gasped looking at you. "Are you ticklish?!" "I'm not!" "Oh you so are!" "Just consentrate on driving." "Y/N, let me assure you that I'm the best driver on the grid." "Lando you have zero wins." "Hey! I'll get my first pretty soon!" "Just drive."

[peachsukii]

₊✩‧₊◜ A harmless movie date turns steamy when fem!reader and Yuuji have the theater to themselves.

『 ♡ y.itadori  x fem!reader 』 ⋆ ˚ʚɞ — first time writing yuuji! i wanted to make it sweet and sensual at the same time, so hopefully it reads that way! -`✧ yuuji itadori masterlist

You spent an embarrassing amount of time on your hair, makeup and picking out an outfit for your date with Yuuji. Loose curls, pastel eyeshadow with wispy lashes to match your freshly manicured nails, and a cute skirt with your favorite top.

Too bad he’s making a mess of it all in the darkness of the movie theater.

“Mmph, Yuu…fuck!” You attempt to cover your mouth in time to silence yourself and fail miserably.

“Yes, baby?” Yuuji sighs as he pulls away from your sticky center, half lidded honey irises gazing up at you like you’re a star in the sky.

Your eyes fall downward to the your bubblegum boyfriend in awe. Your skirt is shoved halfway up your ribcage, pink panties stretched around your ankles while your thighs rest comfortably atop Yuuji’s shoulders. He’s got you on the edge of the folding theater chair to be sure you don’t leave a too much mess, and to let you watch him obliterate you with his tongue.

His hands grip the plush of your thighs, squeezing and rubbing them daintily as he sensually devours you, agonizingly slow and purposeful. Every single swipe of his tongue and pop of his lips are intentional - calculated, even. Yuuji knows what drives you wild versus what doesn’t after being with you for a few months. It was experimental and sloppy at the start of your relationship, but once he got the hang of things, his confidence skyrocketed - your constant praise helped of course, too. He never thought he’d be the type to be so excited by it, but your sweet nothings never cease to make him melt.

Another mewl spills from your glossy lips as he dives back between your thighs, rocking your hips forward to silently beg him for more.

“You’re…so hot like this,” you whimper, hand traveling to fist his salmon locks. “Like you can’t get enough of me.”

Yuuji chuckles, the vibrations tugging on the rubber band in your belly, pulling taut and ready to snap. He gently takes the your hands and interlaces his fingers with yours, holding them as your thighs are quaking with anticipation. He was always a sucker for holding hands during sex of any kind and reminded you just how much of a sweetheart he is.

Your walls clamp down on his tongue, locking him in place as your release washes over you, flooding from your core and all over his face. Chest heaving and a bead of sweat rolling out from under your bangs, you sink into the chair as he laps up every ounce of your arousal. Your cheeks and neck are beat red in the afterglow of your orgasm - Yuuji’s favorite thing about you. You look like a goddess to him when you come, blissed out and angelic as your lashes flutter with delight.

With one last flick of his tongue, he removes your legs from his shoulders and sits back on his knees with a grin on his face. He’s enamored with how beautiful you look under the dim light of the theater, wondering how he got so lucky to find someone as pretty as you.

You shimmy back into your panties and ruffle your skirt back into place, smoothing out the wrinkles the best you could. Yuuji moves back to the seat next to you, leaning over to help fix your hair. He thumbs away a smudge of your eyeliner from the corner of your eye - he knows you’re going to check your makeup any second now to be sure it meet your own standards.

Instead, you bend over and give him multiple soft kisses on his cheek, nuzzling your face against his.

“Thank you,” you whisper, even though there’s no one else in the theater. “Can I do anything for you, babe?”

Yuuji shakes his head. “Nah, that can wait for later.” He kisses your forehead and finds your hand to hold once again. “I got impatient. Your thighs are so inviting in that skirt, baby.”

“Guess I should wear skirts more often,” you tease, booping him on the nose playfully. “I like keeping my good boy on his toes.”

That makes his cheeks flush, your praise going straight to his groin. You notice his reaction and giggle, resting your head on his shoulder peacefully as you squeeze his hand in your hold. “We can skip the rest of the movie if you don’t want to wait.”

Yuuji jumps to his feet excitedly, tugging you along with him. “I’ve seen this movie twice already, let’s go!”

was inspired by @kweenkatsuki-fics to finally dive into writing yuuji! hopefully this isn't too ooc for him~ ♡

[weskie]

You said you wanted some domestic moments so here you go~

Wesker cooking for you. He's memorized your tastes, your icks, your favourite foods, etc. And he likes to make most things from scratch. You like when you come home and you can join him in the kitchen, watching him work. Imagine him teaching you your favourite recipes of his - Wesker hovering around your shoulder as you work, teasing you when you make small mistakes, perhaps you getting flour all over eachother (it's a cliché for a reason, flour gets everywhere) and the likes.

Eventually, home starts smelling like the meals he makes you.

bio-terrorist by day, gourmet cook by night.

god the flour bit is ALWAYS so cute, too. just imagine booping his nose with a little bit of flour on your fingertip. maybe he doesn't realize it was there and walks around like that for a minute before your giggles alert him to what you'd done (if it were me, it's flour handprints on his ass in a heartbeat lmAOO) this would be one of those moments where he's perhaps a little stiff at first but ends up reciprocating the absurdity a bit later when he bites back his inhibitions enough to loosen up.

how precious would it be if he had a partner who was awful at cooking and subsisted off of like, box mac and cheese or something? at first he scowls at your dietary choices and demands you do better for yourself. he might even scoff when you insist that a frozen microwave meal is the best you can do (it's not, you're just being chaotic). later, you wake up from a nap to the faint sound of sizzling and a delicious aroma wafting through your home. and, because i'm an absolute sucker for this, when you go out to investigate, wesker doesn't even bother explaining himself, he just holds up a spoonful of whatever he made for you to try. bonus points if he lifts the lid from a boiling pot and his sunglasses fog up

also

[huckleberrykai]

berry ‼️‼️‼️ i’m so down bad for kai rn. the kai brain rot is rly taking over he’s so hot LOL

hyper specific question/ponderment for you……got any fluffy OR smutty thoughts about his nose? LOL this is so embarrassing to be typing but i looOoooOoOOoove his nose so fkn much.

i saw u said you wanted to sit on his nose and i couldn’t agree more. his face is too sittable ><

ok gonna hit ask and run away bc this is so embarrassing LOLOLOL

NOOO IT'S NOT EMBARRASSING and absolutely yes i do 😌

okay first and foremost ~ soft thoughts !

nose rubs. he loves being close to you, and you love being close to him - so that obviously leads to you rubbing your noses together whenever you cuddle, right before you kiss, hell sometimes he'll come up to you for no reason and give you cute little nose rubs. its not even just your own nose he'll rub against either, he'll shove his face in your hair or neck and just nuzzle in like a cat :( he's so cute

also ofc nose kisses !! with a pretty nose like that he can't expect not to get a boop or a kiss at least twice a day ! he never gets used to it though, so whenever you kiss his nose he'll turn so shy, the cutest blushy giggly baby >.<

he also loves when you just run your fingers down the bump of his nose. he likes sitting between your legs, laying the back of his head on your tummy while you play with his hair with one hand and softly stroke his face and poke his nose with the other. he's just a sucker for you touching him, and he loves that you love his nose so much :')

and for the more zesty thoughts hehe~

kai knows you love his nose and he likes to use it to his advantage <3

we all know this boy could spend hours between your legs if you give him the chance, and of course he likes to tease you, bumping and nudging his nose against your clit while he teases you with his tongue, dipping in and out of your entrance.

"mm feeling good cutie?" he'd taunt before asking for what he really wants. "wanna ride my face princess?"

and who's gonna say no to sitting on such a pretty face? so he flips you over hoists you up onto his chest as soon as you give him the green light <3

he taps your ass softly with a pout when you look at him apprehensively - "come on baby, don't keep me waiting."

his grip on your thighs is strong enough to bruise the second you sit yourself on his face comfortably - nose already rubbing against you. it only heightens the pleasure you feel from his hot tongue slipping inside you and the vibrations from his little whines against your core.

he chuckles against you as he eats you out, and when you start to get more desperate for release - bucking and grinding your hips against his chiselled features and his gorgeous nose stimulating you just right - he'll grip your thigh against his cheek with one hand and rub your tummy soothingly with the other as he guides you to your orgasm. when he nuzzles further into your pussy it sends you over the edge, and you feel him smile against you as your release crashes over you.

and when you finally come down from your high and shuffle back to sit on his chest, the sight of his pretty face is one to behold - remnants of your slick and his saliva gracing his lips and chin, even making the tip of that damn nose glisten adorably. he has this big stupid grin and his eyes flutter closed, he looks so fucked out and you haven't even touched him >.<

you smile and him and run your finger down his nose gently, booping it softly at the tip, right on his little mole. he looks at you bleary eyes, smile never wavering ~ his dazed state doesn't stop him from flirting with you though hehe

"i knew you liked my nose cutie, you look so pretty from that angle... wanna go again? <;3"

EEK I LOVE HIS NOSE SM I GOT CARRIED AWAY BUT MAN I JUST WANNA KISS IT AND BOOP IT AND RIDE IT AND AND

[acozysoulwrites]

Short!reader x Monkey | M.K | hc’s + drabble

➜ Requested by @uhdush: “hey!!💙i have an idea for a Monkey king(2023)xreader!So..let’s make that the reader is small and sweet and the Monkey king is in love with it💙sometimes he tells the reader how cute they are when they are angry and sometimes he picks them up and treats them like a baby and the reader is embarrassed and annoyed by that😭OH and let’s make them cuddleee!💙Have a good day!!”

✿ a/n - this is way too cute to imagine and i absolutely had to write it

No warnings or spoilers!

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✮ One of Monkey’s favorite things about you is that you’re quite a bit smaller than him.

✮ He isn’t necessarily tall, so you being shorter than him definitely boosts his confidence.

✮ He jumps at any chance to reach something for you, using his tail and swinging himself up to whatever it is you can’t reach just to show off a bit more.

✮ Monkey doesn’t lack any personality and occasionally he’ll get on your nerves, to this he’ll say: “You know… you’re pretty cute when you’re mad” before booping your nose and leaping out of your reach with a cackle.

✮ He teases you about your size compared to his often.

✮ “Bet you can’t do this!!” *he proceeds to do something that you absolutely cannot do*

✮ You ride on his back often, he loves how snuggly you hold onto him and will leap through the trees faster just to make you cling to him more.

✮ “Awwww were you scareddd?” He’ll tease before setting you down onto the ground.

✮ Monkey randomly scoops you into his arms and spins you around because it’s so easy for him.

✮ When you cup his face in your hands, he’ll place his larger hand over yours and smile down at you, leaning into your touch.

✮ He’s a sucker for you. You’re his rock. (Or his pocket sized pebble as he likes to say)

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Monkey walks into your house, his armor clanking slightly as he plops himself down onto the couch with a huff, his head thrown back and arms and legs stretched out.

He only looks up when he hears you walk into the room. “Oh, hey pebble” He smiles.

“Rough day?”

Monkey nods and groans as he straightens himself up.

“Five demons” He exclaims proudly, sticking his nose into the air as he holds up five fingers.

“Wow, that’s a new record isn’t it?”

Suddenly Monkey frowns and snaps his eyes toward you. “No, ten is the record” he corrects.

You roll your eyes and crawl onto the couch next to him, his warmth almost smothering you.

“Oh- Uhm… everything okay Pebble?” He murmurs softly, shocked at your sudden affection, he pulls you closer to him.

Your fingers run through the fur on his shoulder.

“I just missed you, that’s all” You say.

He smiles and his heart tugs. “You too” He says.

[eldritcmor]

You knew it was coming

taskforce 141 and the midwestern gen-z reader(platonic)(of course) inspired by @meatonfork for the grim au. @thesharktanksdriver for the shark au I am a sucker for young and genz reader being an absolute menace

The team didn't properly meet you till a few days after the storm incident. Apparently walking into a communal space looking like you just fought the sky and grinning like a maniac leaves an impression.

Gaz was the first to approach you. Wondering why you looked like a drowned rat met a tazer.

You looked at the man for a moment as you munched on a granola bar. "Oooh! you mean the storm." "Yeah. Why were you out there by the way?" "Not much to do where I'm from so storm watchin' is a very fun pass time." "That was storm watching! you looked like you were in the middle of the storm!" "Relax, it was a baby storm. Hardly any damage."

Gaz tended to stick around you after that. Come to realize you're not much of a thrill seeker but your sense of what's a good past time and what is borderline dangerous are a whole lotta skewed.

you were on leave somewhere in south Cymru. News said there was going to be a storm rolling in off the sea. You went to find Gaz immediately.

His first experience storm watching was a chaotic event. Rolling waves and sheer winds. There really wasn't rain so much as a relentless force of water pushing down on you two. You were both drowned rats that day. Price was disappointed but Gaz couldn't fight his adrenaline fueled grin.

After that, you became fast friends and you started to show through on your brand of humor. Genz and midwestern humor creates a very dark sense of humor.

"Hey storm! Come see what we dug up in storage!" "If it's my hope and dreams, please rebury them. I abandoned those long ago."

Your not really good with communication on things but man, do you spam the man with memes and videos daily. Or just little pictures of cool shit you found while wandering around.

Soap leaned over Gaz's shoulder. "What's got you laughing so hard?" Gaz tilts his phone around. It's a short video. of someone zooming in a rock with long boop sound effect. There's a a stick bug on the rock. Just rockin'. Your voice comes through in a bare whisper "Get stick bugged, motherfucker."

Ghost didn't approach you so much as he caught you.

It was a dare. Sneak up on the legendary ghost and surprise attack him from behind. Nothing dangerous of course. Just a quick yank back and arm around the collar.

You got fucking thrown. It was amazing.

It was no longer a dare. It was now a past time. He once asked why you were doing this?

"Why?" The man stared you down as you stared up at him from the floor. "Why what?" *Why do you keep attacking me?" "Cause it's fun? and you haven't told me stop?" "Getting thrown usually puts a stop to it."

After that it became a game of hunt between you two. Of course there were rules or at least guidelines to it. no barracks, no showers, not during missions.

He found out about the knife collection first. One of his combat knives was missing and one the recruits pointed him in your direction.

He was a little surprised when you just whipped out the bag and opened it. His knife was right there on top along with about 30-50 other knives in the bag. The knife had been freshly sharpened and any mechanism for opening it cleaned and oiled.

when asked, you said an unattended knife still deserves some up keep

He just starts handing you knives when he comes back. sometimes it's cause he's too tired to do the maintenance himself. other times cause you looked like you need a distraction.

Probably the only one to really pick up on your cues. Not that the others are bad at it per say just they tend to catch it a little late. And due to the game of hunt you two keep playing with surprise attacking each other well cant blame him. A lot of your cues are non-verbal

Soap met you when you got caught swiping from price's stash of booze. By him who was setting up a prank that would involve Price's stash of booze.

No sir I don't know why all your booze tastes like apple juice.

You're like 5'3" to his 6'2". so he just kind of leans on you when ever he gets a chance.

At first you're uncomfortable with it but eventually it becomes a sort of reassurance.

He notices but doesn't comment when you start seeking more physical contact.

You have a weird little greeting if it's an off day or you're just feeling heavily nonverbal. You just thunk your head on his arm or back and rest for a second before moving on

You get so pissed one time and out just spills a whole entire tumble of curses. At first in Spanish, a few Ukrainian phrases, a whole litany of German and finally several very specific Gaelic and Scots phrases.

He asks about it later.

"Hey what was that earlier when you were mad?" "Oh! just things I picked up along the way."

He starts speaking Gaelic more often just to see what you pick up. Sometimes you ask what the words mean and slowly repeat them. other times you just go parrot mode and repeat back to him.

Language lessons over the coms are a thing.

He's the first person and nearly the only person you will hug routinely. he was the first one to show you that seeking physical contact to ground yourself was okay, after all.

Price knows your past. Especially that shit that you have been involved in when dealing with the more well strange side of humanity. It's why he asked for you in the first place.

Him and ghost probably notice the fact that you are incredibly calm in situations that would send most absolutely running off.

"Hey kid, you good?" Price rests a hand on your shoulder. The room was caked in gore and and dead bodies. "I'm good, captain." Your voice is monotone and light. He pulls you back a little anyway. "Go scout a little. I'll call this one in."

He asks about it at some point. You give him the no bullshit answer, cause well he's your captain. You've had your Fight or Flight response triggered so much that it's never fully turned down, so now it's just easier to compartmentalize through it and break later.

Was the first to witness such a break and immediate panic cause Oh no! crying recruit.

Eventually he figured out that hugs help.

you seek him out for ✨dad✨ hugs now, just when your feeling off or on the edge of a break. it usually sends you right into a break.

You fell asleep on his shoulder during transport to mission once. woke up to his hat jammed on your head and his gear propping you up.

You will look this man in the face and spout the most cursed fact known to you at the particular minute just to see if he knows it too.

If he doesn't well at least he learned something.

Is usually the one to catch you in the early mornings. just a simple nod in greeting as he sips his coffee.

you always try to steal his coffee. you never succeed

The only who knows that you have a pretty good sized weighted dino plush in your room. He got it for you after a breakdown and you decorating every report you turned in with a dino sticker.

Feel free to brainstorm btw, this is just storm being well storm.

[tired-biscuit]

thinking about introducing kiba to your pet cat after you invite him inside your home for the first time ever since getting together.

he’s all unenthusiastic about it because of the whole dog person thingy that he has going on, of course, but he is still trying to appear interested just to appease you, his girlfriend.

so being the good boyfriend that he is, he crouches in the hallway after he kicks his shoes off and lets the cat sniff at his hand, grumbling something about how you should get a dog instead of this ‘lil’ shithead’ under his breath the whole time as you try to calm down your snickering.

he’s just about to stand back up to his full height again but then he pauses and blinks in surprise as the kitty bumps its little head against his palm, clearly portraying a sign of affection neither of you expected to be there so soon.

his fingers curl upwards before he scratches it behind one ear, maybe even reaching out for the other before he dips them under its chin and tickles it there. it’s the same motion he does with akamaru and with most puppies that his sister hana takes care of at the clinic, but the funniest thing is that he acts like he doesn’t like it at all; the purring to ensue to said petting even makes him scowl.

“i think he likes you.”

“yeah, whatever.”

his eyes roll as he says the words, but you don’t miss the way one corner of his mouth kicks upward with it. he’s always been a sucker when it comes to being liked by everyone and everything.

weeks pass after that and kiba keeps on insisting that he doesn’t like cats, yours included. however, the more he visits your home — sometimes spending the night, other times just hanging out throughout the day; especially the rainy ones — the more he befriends your little pet.

before you know it, your cat is suddenly sprawled on his lap during movie nights, clawing at his sweatpants with pure delight and yet he doesn’t say a word about it. it insists on sleeping on his chest or curling up beside him because of his body heat whenever he spends the night in your bed. it sits on his shoulder, half-wrapped around the back of his neck whenever he’s standing next to the stove in the kitchen, cooking a meal you’ll later complain about having too much spice in it.

the cat follows him wherever he goes, even going as far as to scratch at the door impatienly when he goes to the bathroom to shower or whatever and doesn’t allow it to accompany him inside. and it’s not only that; even the bedroom door needs to be shut closed when things get heated and intimate between you because it’ll otherwise jump on his back or the bed and start meowing while he’s balls deep inside you, folding you in a tight mating press.

he carries it around like a baby and sometimes wraps it inside his hoodie where it’s extra warm even though he swears up and down that it somehow got there all on its own when you muse and give him a look in response. he starts taking silly pictures of it and texts you ‘what da cat doin’, asking you for updates when he isn’t able to visit you for a couple of days.

they become buddies even if he doesn’t want to admit it. it’s always ‘stupid cat’ this and ‘goofy fuckin’ bastard’ that, but sometimes when he thinks you’re not paying attention, he boops its little nose or coos at it or pets it with a fanged smile that melts your heart. animals just love him, it comes naturally.

he still insists on calling it a shithead though.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

A/N: Even though I prefer Steve to be Eddie's bisexual awakening, I'm also a sucker for any kind of bisexual awakening story. I still laugh at myself in a silly way because it was obvious, and I missed my own bisexual signs. Of course, my dad knew. And I love Robin knowing and Steve coming out to her on the floor of the bathroom. This was supposed to be short. 😆

Steve was helping Eddie get settled in his guest bedroom as he needed a place to stay while he healed from his bat bites. Steve had offered up his place considering how much room he had, and he had wanted to help Eddie. Speaking of Eddie. . .he was currently blinking sleepily at Steve with a goofy smile on his face.

"Hi, Stevie," Eddie giggled.

Yeah, he was definitely high on pain meds.

"Hi, Eddie," Steve said with a grin.

"I want to thank you," Eddie laughed.

"It's not a problem. You're one of us now, so you're welcome here anytime," Steve said.

"Not about that," Eddie whined. "I want to thank you for, you know, bringing me back to life with a kiss. I guess that makes you my sweet prince, huh? My Prince Charming."

"First of all, it was CPR. Second of all, I'm no prince," Steve said with scoff, his cheeks turning red.

"Come here so I can tell you thank you, you haven't let me yet," Eddie pouted.

Steve leaned in closer. Eddie booped his nose and giggled. Eddie stared at him with his big brown doe eyes wider than Steve has ever seen them. He looked crazy but for some reason it made him smile.

"I'm waiting," Steve said. "Where's my thank you?"

Eddie grabbed him by the face and pulled him in for a kiss. Steve braced himself by placing his hand on the headboard near Eddie's head. Without thinking, Steve deepened the kiss as though his lips had a mind of his own. Suddenly, Eddie opened his mouth and let Steve slip his tongue inside. That's when Steve realized what he was doing. First of all, Eddie was high. Second of all, he was a fucking guy! Eddie looked at him in amazement.

"Thank you," Eddie whispered, and his eyes fluttered closed.

Steve calmly walked out of the bedroom, leaving Eddie to sleep. He walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where he promptly freaked out. He and Eddie kissed. Not only that. . .they French kissed! His tongue was in Eddie's mouth, and he liked it. He really fucking liked it. Oh, shit. He needed Robin, but that would mean outing Eddie, that is, if Eddie even knew about himself. Okay, maybe he could figure this out himself.

There was no way around it. He definitely liked Eddie and probably has for a while. He thought back to high school when Eddie would give those speeches, and Steve's eyes would automatically follow him. Sometimes, his eyes would look Eddie up and down, following up his legs to the way his jeans hugged him to the belt at his waist. Steve had thought that he was just judging him, being a stereotypical bully. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it wasn't just Eddie he looked at. It was also Tommy. He looked at their lips the same way he looked at girls' lips and looked at the fit of guys' jeans the way he looked at girls. In the back of his mind, he just thought that his eyes wondered restlessly.

Suddenly, he heard the front door open, and Robin came bouncing into the kitchen. His eyes widened when he saw her.

"Thought I would check on you, see if you need help taking care of the big bad metalhead," Robin said.

"Did you know?!" Steve asked. "Jesus, maybe we are telepathically connected!"

"You know what, you've lost me," Robin said.

"That I'm freaking out!" Steve exclaimed.

"Whatcha freaking about, babe?" Robin asked him.

Steve grabbed her hand and dragged her down to the bathroom that was in the basement. He plopped down on the floor and motioned for her to sit across from him.

"I like both, and I think I've always liked both, but I didn't really think about it, or I didn't want to think about it. I know about it, but I didn't think it applied to me, that it could apply to me. You know?" Steve asked.

"I'm afraid that I don't know. You're going to have to spell it out for me. You like both what?" She asked softly.

"I like girls," Steve said with a pause. "And I like guys."

"First of all, thank you for telling me," Robin said, placing her hands on his shoulder. "And second of all, please don't get mad, but I knew about you."

"You knew?" Steve asked quietly.

"Please," she said with a scoff. "Like I don't know my best friend? Why do you think that I have been casually mentioning that if Bowie was my friend that he would still be my friend no matter what he liked?"

"I honestly thought you were just trying to tell me you were a huge fan of Bowie," Steve said.

Robin cupped his face and squeezed his cheeks. Her eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"My sweet bisexual dingus," Robin said affectionately. "I'm also a big fan of Bowie, but not as big of a fan as I am of my platonic soul mate."

Steve sniffled and hugged Robin tightly.

"Thanks," Steve whispered. "And thank you for not pushing me."

"It was something you had to figure out for yourself, babe," Robin said. "And all I did was gently nudge you in the direction you were already walking towards. You just had to take off the blindfold you put on yourself."

"Thanks, babe."

A few days later, Eddie started to use the pain medication less and less. He finally had a day where he was more lucid, and Steve was sitting beside his bed, fiddling with the thread on the comforter.

"I have to ask, did I do or say anything weird while I was on the meds?" Eddie asked.

Steve looked up, raising an eyebrow, his cheeks turning red.

"Do you want God's honest truth?" Steve asked.

"Nah, I want Satan's honest truth," Eddie said with a grin, and Steve giggled. "That's what I like about you. You laugh at my stupid little jokes. You and Dustin both."

"I like your stupid little jokes," Steve said and took his hand, rubbing circles into his skin. "You thanked me for giving you CPR."

"Huh?" Eddie asked.

"Well, actually, you thanked me for bringing you back to life with a kiss. When you were high on pain meds," Steve said.

"Well, that's not too bad," Eddie said.

"You called me your prince charming," Steve said.

"Oh damn it," Eddie said, rubbing his forehead.

"You also grabbed me and kissed me," Steve said gently.

"What?!" Eddie asked, his eyes. "Shit, man, I'm sorry! I totally get it if you don't want me around, which judging from what I've seen about you, you wouldn't do that, but still, there's this irrational part of me that's afraid that you're going to do it even though I know that you won't. Look, man, I totally would understand if you can't handle being kissed by someone like me, It would make anyone uncomfortable! FUCK! You must hate me now."

"Eddie! I kissed you back!" Steve yelled over him.

"You did what now?" Eddie asked.

"When you kissed me, I kissed you back. We kind of made out, actually, but I pulled back when I remembered that you were high and it wasn't fair. I mean, I would understand it if you didn't want me around because I totally accidentally took advantage of you," Steve said.

"Did you - did you want to kiss me back?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah, I wouldn't have if I didn't want to kiss you," Steve said. "Do you think that if you hadn't been high that you still would have wanted to kiss me?"

Eddie looked down, realizing that Steve was still holding his hand. He watched as the other man traced patterns into his skin.

"Yeah. I would have still wanted to kiss you, man," Eddie said.

"You know, it made me wake up. . .the kiss," Steve said. "I don't know why it took me so long to realize that I also liked guys or to realize that I totally had a crush on you in high school. When you made your speeches, I was checking you out, and I just thought that I was being super judgemental. I thought I was being an asshole."

"That's why you were staring at me?! I thought you were being an asshole too!" Eddie laughed.

"Shut up, man," Steve laughed.

He started down at their hands, watching as Eddie wrapped his fingers around Steve’s hand. Eddie started rubbing his thumb in circles over Steve’s skin.

"Wanna make out?" Eddie asked.

Steve's head snapped up, his eyes wide.

"Really?"

"Seems only fair. I kind of need a reminder," Eddie said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Okay."

Steve climbed onto the bed next to Eddie and supported himself on his elbow to hover over Eddie delicately. Eddie grabbed his hips, pulling him close to him so Steve was lying halfway on top of him. Steve looked at him in concern, but Eddie grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Steve relaxed against him, deepening the kiss but still being careful of both of their wounds. They made out for a while until Eddie got tired, and Steve relaxed into the crook of his arm, resting his head on his shoulders. Eddie squeezed his hip.

"You got child bearing hips, you know that?" Eddie muttered sleepily. "S'not fair."

Steve laughed as Eddie nodded off to sleep. Steve closed his eyes, content, and drifted off to sleep. They didn't wake up until the next morning, the light drifting in and enveloping them like a warm blanket. Steve and Eddie blinked sleepily at each other, completely unaware of their surroundings. Steve kissed Eddie's shoulder and then leaned over to place a kiss on his lips.

"Oh my god!"

Eddie and Steve were suddenly more awake when they realized that there were people in the room. Dustin, Mike, Will, Lucas, Max, and El were all staring at them.

"Steve, did you mean to kiss Eddie?" Dustin asked slowly.

"Um. . ."

Suddenly, Robin burst into the room, breathing heavily.

"There you are! You assholes are fast! What are you doing in here?" Robin asked.

"We were waiting for them to wake up," Lucas said.

"Okay, well, that's not creepy at all," Robin said sarcastically. "Get out! Out!"

Robin started screaming and grabbing ears to get them out. Of course, Will and El didn't need any encouragement. They were the first ones out of the room.

"So, that happened," Eddie grinned. "Who knew Robin could be so scary?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry about them," Steve said.

"Nah, man, I get it. After everything that's happened, I get how hard it is to have boundaries. You just want to hold onto people so tightly because you're afraid of losing them," Eddie said and paused. "By the way, thanks for letting me and Wayne stay here. When he's not working, he's by my side. He needs a break, though, from worrying about me. I love that man."

"He's been great to have around. You're lucky to have him," Steve said with a smile.

"You know, play your cards right he could be your uncle one day too," Eddie said slyly.

"Slow your roll there, Speedy," Steve laughed. "I haven't even taken you on a date yet."

"You gonna treat me real nice, Stevie?" Eddie asked.

"You bet your sweet little ass I am," Steve smiled, and Eddie kissed him, then tucked his head into his shoulder as he started playing with Steve’s hand.

"So, what are we going to do about the kids?" Eddie asked. "Do we play this off?"

"Well, I trust them with my life. They've proved that, so I think that I would feel comfortable telling them, but this is your relationship too, so it's up to you," Steve said.

"I trust them too," Eddie said softly.

Steve sat up and then helped Eddie sit up.

"Hey, Robin!" Steve yelled.

"You think she's just waiting out in the hall?" Eddie asked.

A second later, Robin popped her head in.

"Yeah?"

"You can let the nosy shits in now," Steve said.

"Hey, nosy shits! Your daddies want to see you!" Robin called.

"Jeeze! Don't call us that!"

"Okay! Hey, nosy shits, your mommies want to see you!"

"Don't call us that either!"

"Okay. Hey, nosy shits, your pseudo older brothers who sometimes act as your parental units want to see you!" Robin yelled. "I'm running out of things to call you."

"How about you just call us by our names, Robin?!" Steve exclaimed.

"Umm. . . .no!"

The kids came brushing past Robin, and she scowled at them as she leaned against the door.

"Just so you know, if you totally meant to kiss Eddie, we just want you to know that we totally support you. I mean, I, for one, think it's cool, and I knew you guys would get along," Dustin started to ramble, and Robin coughed loudly. "Right, we love you both and totally accept you."

"Love is a strong wrong," Max said. "I don't hate you guys, so there's that."

"Really? Who was it in the hospital that said they thought Steve, Eddie, and Robin were some of the coolest people you knew?" Dustin asked.

"I was on pain meds for my broken arm," Max hissed.

"Aw, Red," Eddie said, scrunching up his nose and made cooing noises at her.

"You think I'm cool?" Robin asked.

"You're dead, Roast Beef," Max said to Dustin, her cheeks red.

"Anyway," Dustin said, rolling his eyes. "We thought we would show our support by making breakfast in bed for you guys. Except Mike, he's staying far away from the stove."

"What? Why?" Mike asked.

"El told us you tried to make her waffles from scrap last summer. There wasn't an ounce of yellow on them. If we want ash for breakfast, we'll come to you," Dustin replied.

El giggled, Mike rolled his eyes, and Will struggled to hide his laughter. Robin clapped her hands and ushered them out.

"It's astounding how they can be loving and at the same time, gigantic assholes," Eddie said fondly.

"They're teenagers. Every teenager is an asshole," Steve said just as fondly.

"What are you talking about?" Eddie asked as he leaned against Steve. "I was a complete saint, still am."

Steve gave him a look, and then Eddie started laughing. At some point, they both nodded off and had been sleeping soundly against each other until they heard a loud yell from the kitchen.

"MIKE, STEP AWAY FROM THE STOVE AND I SWEAR I WON'T SMACK YOU WITH THIS SPATULA! EL, COME GET YOUR BOYFRIEND!" Dustin yelled, and there was a pause. "YOU BROKE UP WITH HIM?! THIS IS BRAND NEW INFORMATION!"

"DUSTIN! THE PANCAKES!" Max shrieked.

"It sounds like things are going well down there," Eddie snickered.

Soon, the door opened, and Robin came in first. She tossed a Polaroid into Steve’s lap.

"Trust me, you're going to need it," Robin said and stepped aside to let them in.

The kids came in, and they were all covered in flower. Steve laughed and took a picture of them. Dustin placed one tray in front of Steve while El placed the other tray in front of Eddie.

"Thanks, sweetheart," Eddie said, rubbing her flour covered head, and she giggled.

Eddie and Steve took a bite at the same time. They both shared a look as they struggled to swallow and hide their look of disgust. Apparently, they did a poor job of hiding it because Robin grabbed the Polaroid and took a picture of their faces.

"What's wrong?" Dustin asked.

"It's just. . .," Steve trailed off.

"Salty," Eddie finished. "Why the hell is it salty?"

"Salty? It's supposed to be sugar!" Dustin exclaimed and turned to Lucas. "Explain!"

"I thought it said salt!" Lucas defended himself.

"You need glasses!" Dustin exclaimed.

Steve laughed as he watched them squabble and turned to Eddie.

"Welcome to the party," Steve grinned, and Eddie laughed, kissing him deeply.

"Thank you."

[allyheart707]

Aight bet-

1. I'm partial to darker tones, I found that these three are really nice :D

2. K <3

3. Mmmm....... Not sure, I'm a very picky eater so probably a lot? But probably scorpion sucker?

4. Dung beetle. Given their diet, they probably have pretty stinky breath-

5. Vanilla, maybe birthday cake

6. Fruit. They carry the chicken seeds. Nuggies are vegetables :>

7. What are you, the cops?? Stop asking so many questions-

8. An empty one •_•

9. So it depends on the rock. But generally, they either taste like dirt, don't really have a taste, or they taste fairly salty actually. Occasionally they kinda taste like coins/metal. It all depends on the type of rock honestly (and where you found it/what it was in or what was covering it)

10. ... 乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•>•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ

11. Y=2. 2x + Yx = 44. 2x + 2x = 4x. 44/4 = 11. x = 11

12. RotTMNT exists parallel to TMNT 2012 in a fashion that is similar to how the Boiling Isles is parallel to the human realm in ToH. Bc of this, we get leakage from 2012 into Rise, like how human stuff leaks into the BI. This is how we end up with stuff like this ⬇️

14. I eated it nom nom

15. Gasp! I have been bamboozled! :00

How has your day been? :>

I know you sent another ask realizing you did this wrong, but HONESTLY, I think I liked your way better. Everyone should answer all my silly questions instead of asking me them!! Those are very pretty shades of grey, and I love the conspiracy you shared!!

How was my day? Filled with many, many boops. Which on one hand was really fun and gave me SO much dopamine.... on the other hand I avoided tasks I was REALLY supposed to be doing and it has only now just hit me. :(((