#also a bit overhelming but it's not too bad

[francis-writes]

oml i am literally OBSESSED with rabban and no one writes for him except you! (thank you so much for that, genuinely)

i was wondering if you could write some headcanons or a scenario where the f!s/o of rabban is caught by him wearing some of his clothes because they don’t see eachother often?

im not sure if harkonnen have like clothes that aren’t meant to be worn in battle, but for the sake of this, maybe it could be something like a cloak?

(maybe you could throw in some nsfw too if that would be ok?)

thank you so much in advance!! :D and have a great day/night/evening

Okay, so I already mentioned that unfortunately Rabban spends most of the time away from you, on military missions. Depending on the situation, you only see each other during the nights, or he's away for a few weeks straight. In theory, House Harkonnen and Giedi Prime in general are heavily based on its military power, but other members of his family and people on higher positions spend part of their time on councils and creating strategy, meanwhile Rabban works almost exclusively in the field.

You don't have much to do and even if you find yourself a hobby, that's still not enough to distract your attention from yearning, especially that you share a room with Rabban and everything reminds you about him. It's probably not helpful but sometimes when you're free, you just sit there with his his things or clothes that still smell of his body (at least when you manage to hide them from servants collecting laundry).

(By the way, I suppose there are more casual clothes, but these are mainly shirts and other things worn under "armor" or however you call these protective parts of clothing; and also elegant outfits like that robe/coat worn by Piter de Vries. But yeah, I guess most clothes are made to be useful both everyday and during possible combat; there also might be some things like nightgowns and pajamas unless most Harkonnens prefer to sleep naked)

But even when you're busy with something, at least in your chambers, you started to wear his clothes. Unless you're well-built like him, these clothes are too big and hang on you but that's kinda comforting. It reminds you how you feel in his arms, when he embraces you and you nuzzle into his chest, feeling hidden and protected from the world.

Anyway, Rabban didn't know about your little habit, not that you deliberately hid that fact... well, you simply didn't mention it in conversations and you took off his clothes when you knew he was gonna come back soon. It wasn't a crime but you would feel a bit awkward admitting it. It was too sentimental behaviour, nothing that a Harkonnen would approve of.

But it all changed one day when Rabban came back earlier from his mission and somehow no servant came to inform you (well, maybe he ordered them to keep a secret on purpose, because he wanted to surprise you; or perhaps it was another of the little accidents that create every story). You didn't expect to see him before the next day, so when he entered your shared room, you were still dressed in his oversized shirt.

While he was walking there, he was really excited and full of intense conflicting emotions - happiness and arousal before seeing you, anger, anxiety and stress after the last fights, fear about reaction of his uncle... but when he stood in that door and saw you standing there in his shirt, all those worries disappeared for a moment. He just looked at you, slightly surprised.

You were surprised as well and you weren't sure what to say in this situation, so you just said "You're early..." and didn’t explain anything more.

Rabban just nodded and got in, closing the door behind him. He walked closer and eyed you up. "Is that my shirt?"

You felt a bit embarrassed so you looked away from his face and explained "Yes. Sorry that I didn't ask but I missed you and this, uhhh... this reminded me about you and made me feel as if you were close... I know it probably sounds silly, but-"

"No, it doesn't" Rabban interrupted you and took you in his arms, pressing you to his body. You looked at him and he seemed actually... happy? Touched? Slightly turned on?

He kissed you and his hands slided under this shirt, caressing your naked body. When he broke the kiss, he looked at you with a smile. "That's really... well, how do call it... nice, sweet..."

You raised your eyebrow "Cute?"

He nodded. "Yeah, cute"

Rabban pulled you on the bed until you landed on top of him. He embraced you with his arms and smiled gratefully as you caressed his cheek with your hand.

"You could tell me, I would leave you more things. But apart from that, I think it was kinda unfair, since I didn't get anything from you for my travel"

"I am sorry, but I doubt that my clothes would fit you-"

"Who says anything about wearing them? It would be enough to see and touch them. Or, if you wore them for some time, I could still feel your smell" Rabban smiled and kissed you again. His fingers caressed your inner thigh and you shivered under his touch.

"What part of clothing do you have on mind?" You asked jokingly, but Rabban replied in completely serious tone:

"I am not picky, I will be happy with whatever you give me"

[walpu]

I really need more nsfw hcs with Aventurine, maybe a small fix where we praise and kiss all over his body, especially his tattoo <33

Remember to take care of yourself and eat, drink and sleep well, take breaks if you need to :))

Thank you so much 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ Finally having my annual leave so I'm a free person

Sorry if it's too short I'm still recovering 😭

kissing Aventurine's body

characters - Aventurine

notes - gn!reader, a lot of body worshipping, soft!Aven, nsfw-y but nothing explicit, no beta

If the two of you are dating, Aventurine would love worshipping your body. Kissing all over it, leaving small marks, nuzzling into your thighs etc.

However, would immediately melt if you would do the same for him.

Like I'm not kidding. Kisses on his face? Can handle it. On his neck? Crumbles a bit but still nothing he can't manage. Kissing the rest of his body? Count him dead.

He's a huge sucker for gentle treatment since no one has ever tried to make him feel loved and cared for.

His body is very sensitive so it's easy to overhelm and overestimate him so. I would say be gentle but it's honestly up to you, he would not complain either way 👀

Would whine a lot if you overestimate him tho. Which is not a bad thing at all since he's adorable when he's needy like that.

May tease you a bit, saying stuff like "my dear, who knew you're so addicted to my body, one would think you want to eat me alive" but his eyes are shining with adoration and hus silly smile completely betrays how giddy he is. Tell him tyou want exactly that and then go down on him he'll die

If you take way too much time focusing on kissing his body, he would cup your face or gently pull on your hair to bring you to his lips. He loves kissing you okay.

Gets a bit emotional when you kiss his tattoo during lovemaking sessions. It's just so overwhelmingly soft for him. Allowing you to do it is an ultimate display of vulnerability on his part.

I have a feeling that he doesn't cover his tattoo in a self-defense way like "if I'm so open about this mark that represents my trauma people won't weaponize it".

But it doesn't mean he likes when people pay special attention to it.

So yeah by allowing you to kiss it and nuzzle into it he shows that he trusts you, that he doesn't mind being so open with you.

To him it's also an ultimate proof that you love him whole, even the ugly painful parts.

[efoxkitty]

TLDR: Saying "I forgive you" does NOT equal forgetting.

With the recent Sadist animatic I've been seeing a few people arguing that Tubbo is "being hypocritical" or "attacking Techno for no reason" etc. and the main argument seems to be "Well, Tubbo told Techno he forgives him, so why does the butcher army exist?" Now, for me this hits very close to home, so let me try explain how Tubbo's actions actually make a lot of sense.

First, let's look at the context of the situation. He was executed during the festival. Tubbo was hurt by someone he looked up to. And it was just Techno here, but also Wilbur. Tubbo respawns and they run to Pogtopia as Tommy screams at Technoblade and Wilbur watches amused as they yell. Techno says the only reason he did that is because he was peer pressured and they all know how it can overhelm him. I'm not sure if Techno actually apologized here, or just used the deflection "It wasn't me, it was my mental state." When Wilbur asks Tubbo is he is angry, Tubbo says he forgives Technoblade.

To draw a paraller, someone I know has anger issues. I have a bit too, so I underestand how it feels, but I can partly control it. They can't. So there was this one time when they got angry at me failing a task and they hit me. Of course they apologized for it later and asked if I can forgive them. And I said yes, but I admit at that time it wasn't because I actually forgave them, but because I didn't wanted to see them. Later on I realized it was because of the anger issues, they did such action and knowing how that feels, I forgave them.

Which is why I underestand why Tubbo did what he did. I mean, you get hurt by someone you thought was supposed to protect you. You are scared and the situation is making you more scared and Tommy, your best friend IS TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT WITH THE PERSON WHO JUST HURT YOU. Tubbo might have understood Technoblade, but I doubt he wasn't afraid of him and Wilbur during that arc.

But let's move on the main thing that happened in both cases and that is the fact that those actions left some traumatic experiences behind, that are hard to forget.

Let me go back to my paraller. If that situation happened once, I would have probably forgotten it, but it didn't. They yelled, screamed and hurt me many times and felt as equaly guilty each time too. But for me, this created associations. When they yell at me, I remember the other times they yelled at me and the words they used to hurt me. Today I just hear them raise their voice and I'm already crying, praying they won't hurt me again. I was told it might be some PTSD response, but I'm not a psychologist so I wouldn't know.

My point is, that the more it happes, the harder is it to not only forgive, but to forget.

But Efox, this only happened once to Tubbo, so why do you think you are similiar? Well, because it happened again. Do you remember November 16? What Techno does after the explosion? He doesn't tell people he disagrees, explain his reasoning or what he would like to happen logically. No, the first goddamn thing he does is assasinate Tubbo. And when Tubbo returns, the country he needs to lead is in ruins. Maybe it wasn't a canon life, but Tubbo still got hurt by the same person and the same weapon.

Except this time, Techno is not sorry. Techno unleashes chaos and watches everyone fight as in his mind he is justified. So why is it surprisingy that the first thing that Tubbo does is ban Technoblade from entering his country? The first time Tubbo could at least argue that Techno didn't meant to do it, that he has issues that push him the bad way. But the second time there's nothing. From his point Techno hurt him, because he could. Wouldn't YOU wanted to be safe?

As for the Butcher Army: It's a movement that offered everyone a chance for revenge. I mean, going against Dream who controls their lives and Techno who destroyed their country. I mean, they aren't over any trauma and anguist that those actions brought them, so why would they care if Technoblade "retired". How do they know he means it? Tubbo trusted Techno and look where that got him.

Do I think Tubbo is justified? From his POV he is.

Do I think Techno is justified? From his POV he is.

Do I think Tubbo is a bad person? No, not at all.

Do I think Techno is a bad person? Also no.

Do I think he should try to underestand why the other characters fear him? Yeah, maybe then he will be able to relax and retire.

So please, stop using the "Tubbo forgave Techno." as an argument for why the Butcher army doesn't make sense in the story. Thank you <3

[deadly-symphony]

Losing my religion

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (Y/N) Warnings: Self-Doubts, Alcohol, & just fluff 

Writers note: Hey (: It’s my first Fanfic, so please don’t be so harsh on me. What i also need to mention: English is not my native language. So, excuse any mistakes :3

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You wake up with a headache so bad it made you wish you would not even exist at this exact moment. But here you are, in bed ,still dressed in your party-outfit from last night. It takes a moment for you  to realize why you got so ridiculously drunk. Your eyes are filling with tears and anger starts to build up in your stomach. Is it anger ? Or just disappointment ? You swallow all your feelings, shoving yourself out of the bed and heading in the bathroom. Slipping your dress careless from your body where it hits the floor. Turning on the shower you take a quick look into the mirror, seeing  the mess you are. A little sigh escapes your lips and you enter the shower. The hot water feels good and you start to relax a bit. Your mind wanders back to last nights party and in a wave of panic you turn the little radio on which is hanging in the corner of the shower. Some pop music starts playing and you trying to concentrate on it . Trying to ignore the memories from last night. But the next song brings them all back. The slow movements of the luffer against your skin makse you shiver while you humm the lyrics you know all too well

Oh life, is bigger

It's bigger than you

And you are not me

The lengths that I will go to

The distance in your eyes

There are you standing , tears in your eyes, under the shower, lip quivering. Your mind now fully back at the party. Where you stood most of your time in the corner, drink in hand and watching him. After the 2 weeks you spend on a mission with him your feelings just grew bigger and bigger. Your love for him was overhelming and it scared the hell out of you. You watched him. Watched the girl talking to him, laughing. God, how you loved his laugh. How his eyes wrinkeld and his nose scrunched up. How he stroke a lose strain of hair behind his ear again ....as his eyes suddenly landed on you. The girl putting a hand on his upper arm, trying to keep the conversation going. You sipped on your drink, trying to avoid his gaze. You sipped again on your drink, realising the glass is now empty. You walked to the bar, ordering another drink. A stonger one this time. You wouldn't survive this party any other way, with him and this girl enjoing each other a bit too much for your taste.

Every whisper, of every waking hour

I'm choosing my confessions

Trying to keep an eye on you

Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool

That was when a hand landed on your hips. A little squeez made you shiver as you turned around and took a step back. There it was, that perfect smile you adored so much. Bucky Barnes.

"Also running empty, huh?", you gestured to the two empty glasses he held in his human hand. "Yeah, i mean... Doesn't have any effect on me anyway.", he answered. Noticing the slight annoyance in your tone. You shrugged:" As long as it's keeping your new friend entertained. What’s the matter? " You gave him a bitter smile leaving him standing there, waiting for his new drinks.”Doll...?”, he questioned. But you just breathed a “Have fun with you girl”, knowing exactly he had heard you with his super hearing.  He looked after you, wanted to say more... but couldn't when a guy stopped you in your tracks and started talking to you. He swallowed hard at your reaction and your sudden change of behaviour towards him.

  What you didn't know, Bucky was watching you too the whole evening, since you entered the party in your totally forbidden dress, that hugged your curves so perfectly and showed what a dream of a women you were. And of course he noticed the eyes of almost every man in the room landing on you, starring. Especially this one guy who was now talking to you. And you seemed to enjoy his sweet talking. Of course, you deserved attention. Since he first saw you, when Nat brought you into the Team, he was lost in you. He always enjoyed your company. Never got tired of your presence. Only wanting more. Lately the two of you were sent on more and more missions together. Tony thought of you two as a very good team, without any problems, just quick and trouble-free missions with detailed reports. Steve and Nat on the other hand knew exactly what was going on. Steve noticed Buckys smile everytime he saw you. He heard his heartbeat change when you talked to him and how he looked at you with hidden adoration. So did Nat. She noticed how you always fixed your hair, before entering a room you knew bucky was in. How you walked with that extra swing in your hips when he was around. And how you always tried to act "normal" and "decent" when he watched you. Your best friends knew all along that the two of you had it bad for each other. But Bucky and you... You never thought he would like you in this way. So did he, thinking you could never like a broken man like him. When you were just so beautiful and smart.

Consider this, the hint of the century

Consider this the slip

That brought me to my knees, failed

So, sipping on your drink, you talked to that guy. Steeling a glance at Bucky, who was now hugging this girl you hated without even knowing her. They were swinging to the music , drinks in their hands and she was pressing more and more into his body. Oh god, his perfect body. Your mind wandered and wandered , while the guy, who's name was already deleted from your brain. kept talking to you. You nodded and hummed as a response now and then. But you weren't even listening. You just wanted to have fun. Just wanted to enjoy yourself for a while without the perfect Super-Soldier on your mind. You tried desperately to like the stranger in front of you. Maybe he wasn't so boring. But what was his name again? As you nodded again, without even listening to what he was saying and just blankly staring at him you suddenly feel a pair of hands on your hips and a pair of lips is meeting yours. Shit!... He asked if he could kiss you... and you idiot just agreed. Bucky watched all of it. Every laugh escaping your lips, every sweet smile, every sip from your drink, every shy lookt torwards the guy in front of you. If only he had knew all of it was fake and all you had in mind at this exact time was only him. Just Bucky. Just your lovely James Buchanan Barnes. He watched as he kissed you. He shoved the girl in his arms away from him, excusing himself. He coulnd't handle the sight of you. You and another men. He left the party, wanting to retreat to his room as fast as he could. Your eyes instead were squeezed shut. You were shocked. You didn't even wanted this. The alcohol got the best of you and anyway , your mind was just a mess because of all your locked up feelings. As he broke the kiss, smiling at you, you didn't even dare to look in Buckys direction. You just wiggled yourself free from the guys grip and excused yourself. You swallowed the rest of your half-full glass all by one and escaped from the party as fast and unnoticed as possible.

 You stumbled to the elevators, holding yourself steady on the blank wall next to you, hissing, when the elevator door just closed right in front of your nose. Hastily you pushed the button. Trying to keep standing on your own two feet while your legs just felt like jelly.

The Door opened with a Bing and you fell into the elevator with a squeel, just losing your balance while walking in, where to strong arms catched you. Wide eyed you looked up, staring directly in a pair of ocean blue eyes. "You... you okay , Doll?", he asked , voice a bit scratchy. Looking away from him, trying to hold yourself up, you answer after a little pause:" I'm fine. Thanks ...." He let go of you,noticing your cold tone, even though everything he wanted was to hold you even closer. You just stood there, pressing the button to your floor, then staring at your feet. He took a quick look at you. Admiring you. Wishing you were his. He stole another glance. Watching you and how your dress just hugged your body and your boobs and your butt were looking so damn good. You were the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on. The Bing of the elevator snapped him out of his dreaming state. You stumbled out of the elevator, almost losing balance again, Bucky reaching for your arm to safe you from another fall to the hard ground.. He held you for a moment before speaking." Let me get you to your room at least, ok? We don't have to talk... don't worry.", hinting at the silence back there in the elevator. You just nodded. Avoiding to look at him. "Ok then. Let's go , Doll.", he said barely audible. His hand still holding you, keeping you from falling, he walked you to your room. You opened the door, walking in. You turned around, when you still felt his hand holding your arm. You looked up at him. "Thank you, Buck.", you said in a shaky tone. His brows furrowed. "Doll?" "Hmm?" It took him a moment, you could see in his face that he wanted to say something. Then he said softly, stroking your arm:" I'm glad your safe back in your room. Good night, Dollface." He let his hand slip down your arm, holding your hand for a Moment, before he left. You closed  the door, leaning against it with your back and standing there for a moment. His soft voice still in your ear. His worried eyes still burning up your skin. Then you pushed yourself away from the door,taking wobbly steps forward before falling into your bed.

That's me in the corner

That's me in the spot-light

Losing my religion

Trying to keep up with you

And I don't know if I can do it

Oh no I've said too much

I haven't said enough

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A litte sob escapes your lips as you start  rincing your hair out. You trying your best not to cry again but you fail. You lean against the cold shower-tiles and break completely down. Your going to feel better after a good cry, you told yourself. But you're not so sure of it when you're honest to yourself. You rub your face, trying to focus again. You turn the water off and walk out of the shower. Putting a towel on your head and your fluffy bathrob on your body. Deciding to get dressed and then get some breakfast you leave the bathroom when you hear a knock on your door.

I thought that I heard you laughing

I thought that I heard you sing

I think I thought I saw you try

Without a care of what you are just wearing you open the door, seing Bucky in front of you. He looks at you, gaze wandering down your body, his cheeks turn a bit pink & he turns a bit away. "Oh, sorry ... i didn't meant to bother you, Doll." "N.... no. No, you do not bother me at all.", you say, voice all raspy and shore from all the crying and the alcohol. You notice the cup of coffee in his hand and you smile softly:" That for me ?" Even though you're smiling at him, he's noticing your tired look and your blood stained, puffy eyes. "Mhm, for you. Good morning, Doll.", he gives you a shy smile, handing you the hot cup. Shifting from one foot to antoher:" You ... mh... you okay? I mean... last night, you got really drunk &... i was worried to be honest when you fell into the elevator." Taking a sip of the fresh brewed coffee, your eyes meet his. And there is it again... The worry in this eyes. His furrowed brows and he's standing there like a lost puppy. "Uhm... i'm good. Thank you, Buck. I mean... for the coffee... and... yeah, taking care of the waste that i was last night. I'm sorry. Didn't mean to bother anyone. It was just.... it was not my day, you know?", you say, eyes watering again, but you try to hide it. But he notices. He always does. He even notices the slight change in your voice. From raspy to broken and hurt. "Hey ....", he takes your hand, looking at you with a soft smile. "You know, you can always talk to me, mh?" "Mhm...." , you humm in response. He squeezes your hand. 

" Not so convincing ...", he grumbles. Your eyes meet the floor again as a silent tear rolls down your cheek. You just can't hide it anymore. He's so sweet... You were so angry last night, so mean to him, because he danced with a girl. You're not in the position to be mean at him... He's just so nice to you. He never did anything wrong, he's always the first to help. And well, he don't even know you like him, so, what do you think? He can do whatever he wants ...and with who he wants. You blink a few times, but you don't even get the chance to look at him. He just shoves himself into your room, hugs you as thight as possible, just holding you and stroking your back. "Don't cry, Dollface. You're too pretty to be this sad!" , he smiles into your hair. Your hands wrap around his waist, trying to not spill any of your coffee on him or the floor.  You just hold onto him as his strong arms are holding you. After a few moments he pulls a bit away. Taking the cup out of your hands, placing it on the small shelf next to your door. He looks at you, still holding you close to him and you blush. Face red as a tomato ,realising you just wearing your wardrobe and nothing else. He cups your face with one hand, forcing you to look at him. He gives you a shy smile as his thumb strokes your cheeck, wiping away a single tear. You feel your heart race. Afraid it might explode out of your chest in the next few seconds. He can feel it too. He hears how fast your heart beats and how his is doing exactly the same. "Doll...", he speaks, bringing you closer to him. You feel his strong muscles ripple against you. "I'm going to kiss you now.", he states. Your eyes, wide as cherry pies, your lips parted but you can't say anything as he brings his face closer and then his lips meet yours. His soft lipes moving against yours and you just melt into his touch, kissing him back within a second. He smiles into the kiss, teasing your lips with his tongue and you let him in. Your tongue dancing with his and you feel butterflies exploding in your stomach. He breaks the kiss, watching you all flustered, cheeks red and lips swollen and glossy. He helds you close, kissing your nose. "You're prefect. I hope you know that.", he whispers. You smile shy at him and hug him tight. "What is that all about ?", you ask in a low hum. He chuckles:" Dummie... isn't that obvious?", squeezing your hips. You smile:" I'm not a dummie... dummie.", you shoot back , eyes meeting his sparkling blues. "Well... You wanna go on a dummiedate with me? Just you and me... two dummies.", he grins and his cheeks are now the same color as yours. You can just nod and throw your arms around his neck, pulling him down for another kiss. You start walking backwards, still kissing him and he follows. The back of your legs meeting the bed and you just pull him with you, falling into the bed, Bucky on top of you. You giggle into the kiss and he chuckles, stroking your cheek and looking at you. "I love you.... you know? I do for quite a while....", he finally confesses. You just stare up from underneath him, tears rolling down from your eyes. "I .... Oh Bucky .... If i knew your confession would come after i drank too much, i would've gotten drunk much, much earlier ", you sob and laugh at the same time. He chuckles and presses his lips to yours again. "So, that was a yes for the date, right ?" "Totally", you stroke his hair behind his ear, smiling at him: "Dummiedate."

You don't even know how much time passed and how and when and why. But you and Bucky just cuddled the whole day in your bed and he was even sweeter than you could ever imagine.

That's me in the corner

That's me in the spot-light

Losing my religion

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Thank you for reading (: I hope you liked it and i'd love to get some feedback on that. Maybe i start to write more stuff.

xo

[aliceaddellheidde]

Fatum

A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Lucky in love. March 26 – Success.

WORDS: 1815

WARNINGS: swearing, fluff, smut (graphic, 18+)

PAIRING: Bucky Barnes x reader (eventually) {Soulmates AU}

DISCLAIMERS: Endgame happened, but only Thanos and his peasants died. English isn´t my first language so sorry for mistakes.

Moi, Rai and Parca are genderless & are using they/their pronouns.

This is soulmates au. When you get tattoo, your soulmate gets it as well on same spot. It glows when you touch.

This is multi-chapter story. 15/19

Gif from here

Divider by @rainbowkisses31

~„Good night doll.” he whispered into your hair, letting familiar smell and warmth of your body to lull him into dreams.~

Bucky woke up hours later with you wrapped around his body, his hand on your waist. He tried to move a little bit from you to see your face, but you only hugged him tighter. He was happy that you were so comfy with him next to you until he felt his morning wood getting even harder. That's not how he wanted you to find him first thing in the morning. But he couldn’t stop it. All he could do was to take care of it. He untangled your arms from him and quickly moved from bed. He forgot your legs were also intertwined and he fell on the floor with loud oof.

„Bucky?” you mumbled sleepily. „It´s ok doll. I just fell.” You laughed and went back to sleep. He ran to bathroom, put shower on and wanked off with images of you.

You were hurt when you found Bucky's side of bad empty and cold. Secretly you wanted to wake up in his embrace, to him kissing you and then making you both breakfast. You cursed, got up from bed and went to bathroom. Only when you sat on the toilet you realised you're not alone there. „Bucky!” „Y/N!” You both screamed at same time. „What are you doing here!” he asked. „Pissing.” you sassed and your eyes wondered lower down his body. You got glimpse of his ass and couldn’t take your eyes of it. „Like what you see doll? You look like that Pikachu meme you showed me.” he smirked. You blinked rapidly. „Shut up Borky. And turn away.” He laughed, but obeyed. „I'm gonna check on idiot.” you informed him and left. Bucky exhaled and promptly washed evidence of his release from himself and shower wall.

Dressed in his casual clothes he went down to kitchen, but you weren't there. Not in the living room or cellar with that moron either. Just as he wanted to go back to kitchen, he saw door on his right opened. He thought it´s another cellar and you're looking for food but when he walked in he was shocked.

„Hey Buck, wanna join me?” you asked with beaming smile, swimming in indoor pool. „This house has a pool? How?” „I don’t know. But it´s amazing. Come in.” He was hesitant. „I don’t have swimsuit.” „Neither do I.” He felt himself getting warm and hard again. „Are you … .” He cleared his throat. „Are you naked?” Stupid question, you idiot. Of course she is when none of you have swimwear. You nodded. „Get in already.” you rolled your eyes. Bucky didn't know what came over him, but in mere seconds he was naked in the pool with you. „Now what?” he asked. „Now we can play with a pool noodles and balls. Bucky´s ones tighten up when you reached up to from water for noodles and he caught sight of you ass this time. „Arm yourself.” You threw him one woggle and swam to him. „Loser have to write whole mission report.” „Deal.” „Fight!” you screamed suddenly and hit his head. „C´mon Borky, fight!” He laughed at your childishness and tried to hit you as well but you swiftly dodged. „You missed.” you smirked, hit him again and swam away. He had advantage in speed tho and caught up with you. You felt bang on your head and turn to him. „Using superpowers, I see.” „No. I´m just faster.” „Shut up.” you lightly slapped his chest. „If I´ll dive you now, will I be a winner?” „No! That's cheating. Buck, no!” His hands were on your hips and he was ready to pull you under the water when all of a sudden whole pool lit up and you both gasped. „What the fuck?” you whispered, wide eyes on Bucky's face. His expression was same as yours „You're my soulmate.” he breathed after few seconds. „You have navy-blue stars on your left hip?” you asked. He nodded, inching his body closer to you, his nose in your hair. „It was you. All that time.” „Yes doll. I can´t believe we didn't see it.” You both giggled and you hugged him. It was quiet for a moment when you just indulge in each other presence. „Can I kiss you doll?” he mumbled into our ear. „Please.”

His plump lips pressed into yours tenderly. You closed your eyes and just enjoyed the moment. Your body was getting hot, heartbeat abnormal, ears rang, your tattoo lighted even more and you swore your soul was like in heaven. You almost physically felt a click when it connected with Bucky's. All of it was too much and you started to cry. He took your face into his palms and pecked your nose. „I love you Y/N.” he said sincerely with teary eyes. „Love you Bucky.” you spoke softly and kissed him again. „We should go out of the water.” „Good idea.” But neither of you let go of the other one. „Hold tight baby.” he told you and you wrapped around him like a bear. He came out from the pool with ease, took your clothes and marched to bedroom.

„Make love to me James.” you pleaded once he put you on bed. „Are you sure?” „Yes. I wanted you for so long.” He looked into your eyes before they closed in delight as he kissed your neck. „You have to let me go babe. I can´t move.” You blushed and let your limbs fell on the bed. Bucky's lips travelled from your shoulder, through your chest all the way to your breasts. „You skin is so soft. And it smells so heavenly.” His rough hands cupped your tits gently and his tongue touched your hardened nipple. You arched your back closer to his face and he smiled, his teeth grazing your skin. You moaned loudly when he sucked your nub and his fingers played with the other one. „More Buck, please.” He shushed you with moving to your other breast, giving it same care. Your hands ruffled his hair and occasionally pulled, making him moan around your teat. You grinned to yourself. „Gosh you are beautiful.” He kissed your lips and kept going down your body again, nipping at your skin, gripping your sides, moving his fingers from your back to your belly and you were shivering from temperature difference.

He was right between your legs, holding them tight. „You're dripping doll.” he smirked. You groaned and your body jerked forward as his tongue licked and sucked your inner thighs and everywhere else, but your clit where you wanted him the most. He spread your lips and took long stroke from your hole to your clit. You lifted your hips, but he pushed you back into mattress. „Fuck baby. Look at you.” He squeezed your thighs, dipping his tongue deep inside of you, brushing his metal fingers around your pussy before he pushed two of them into you. „So tight, fuck. So warm doll.” He started to move them in and out in steady pace, his tongue finally playing with your clit. „It feels so good Buck.” Your nails were leaving red marks on his biceps and your legs opened for him even more. He was licking and sucking, using his muscle the way you needed and shortly after he added third finger, you came hard, moaning his name. He took everything you gave to him, latching on you until you stopped shaking. You looked at him. His beard was covered in your juices, eyes shining. „That was amazing.” You caressed his cheek and pulled him to you. Your fingers briskly moved over his chest and packs to his hard member. His breath hitched. „Let me return the favour.” „You don’t have to.” „I want to.” You stroked him in slow movements and batted your lashes. „I´ll not last it you do it.” he admits. „You want to be inside of me, right?” you asked teasingly, tightening your grip. He sobbed a little and nodded. „You want me to moan and scream your name? Make me come all around you perfect cock?” „Yes.” „Then do it.”

You positioned him in front of your hole and he slowly sunk in, you both devouring every part of it. He was wide and long and for a second you thought he´ll not fit. But you were his soulmate. He was made for you and you for him. Not only in bed, but in life as well. The fact itself made you cry and Bucky panicked. „Did I hurt you doll?” he asked worriedly. „No babe. I´m just overhelmed.” „Me too love. Me too.” He bottomed up bit by bit, filling you to the brim. „You're amazing.” he murmured into your mouth as he kissed you. „I love Buck.” You moved your hips against his, and your belly twisted. „Move please.” And he did. Sweet and delicately first, his fingers stroking every millimetre of your skin, his face nuzzled in crook of your neck. Then you took handful of his ass and pushed him roughly against you. He huffed, quickened the pace and sucked hickey under your ear. You moaned and moved with him in perfect symphony. „You little minx.” he growled when your nails traced from his shoulders to his bum, leaving him shuddering above you. You were playing with his hair, pulling hard, while he kneaded your breasts and instinctively moved his thumb on your clit once he felt your belly tensing. His thrusting became more erratic, harsh and you came undone screaming his name. „Yes, just like that baby. Just like that. Oh fuck!” he panted as his hot, thick cum covered your trembling walls. He smiled at you widely and put damp hair away from your face. „That was perfect. You are perfect.” he kissed you fondly. „You´re perfect too, my soulmate.” You saw small tears in his eyes and he sniffled. „Yours. And you're mine.” He slowly pulled out and lied next to you. You both basked in peaceful bliss.

„We didn't use any protection.” he said after few minutes. „I'm on pills, clean.” „I'm clean too. Not many women wanted to … . Never mind. I don’t need them any more. I got myself the best one.” „I´ll kill if any of them will flirt with you.” „No need doll. What we need now tho, is shower.” You giggled and stood up. „You're dripping baby.” he said, eyes trailing down the leaking jizz. „Because you came in me!” „And I would do it again if you let me!” „Shower sex?” You squealed at how fast Bucky picked you up and carried you to bathroom.

For the rest of the day you were just chilling and waiting for Nat and Clint to pick you up.

[uwuowotf2waslife]

May I please have mercs with a timid s/o ;;

Of course!

Μercs with a timid S/0 ( meaning: shy & modest for all of us foreigners)

Scout

- lowkey you might think he will act like a jock, he wants to look cool and manly but this boy is a mess of insecurities

- expect some amount of teasing, maybe in bad taste sometimes but he means well

- this boy will show you off and compliment you from day 1 to pretty much everyone who passes by him

- PDA is his must and his cocaine

Soldier

- this boi will think you are scared of him

-itll take some time but he will understand thats how you are

- it doesn't save you from being showed off tho

- " Do you know my girlfriend/ boyfriend Y/N they are as beautiful as lady liberty herself!" " ( More compliments and blah blah)

" sir this a subway, may i take your order"

Pyro

- ideal S/O

-expect to chill in his room and have rad tea parties and arsonistic escapades

- whats more romantic than arson?

Engie

- perfection

- hes sort of introverted himself so he likes it more than he can admit

- him+you+his guitar+ campfire + some beers = lowkey a wish come true and the softest most cute date youll ever have

Demo

- this boi is at a lost

- not a huge extroverted but he likes partying way too much and will be concerned if you dont attend at least one pub with him

- hell fight whoever try to harass/ trouble you because he knows you are shy and might be too embarrassed to act or say anything

- always asks you before PDA becausr he doesnt want to overwhelm you

Heavy

- he is an introverted man and he knows it

- this relationship will be a slow ride due to his limited vocabulary and your shyness

- but if you help him and overcome the language barrier youll have a russian bear to protect you with his life till you die

- not a fan of PDA but will hold your hand and maybe a hug if he sees you overhelmed

House, MD ( zhe medic)

- he will probably offer you experimental surgery to make you less shy ( its only like 80% chance of death like try please hell love it ( please dont)

- dates consist of helping him in the infantry if you aren't grossed out easily or helping with paperwork ( he has the doctor handwriting so itll be a godsend for others to understand what he writes down)

- some PDA and he will offer to perform a open heart surgery without anesthesia to anyone who troubles you

Sniper

- lowkey same

- please be a bit more extroverted than him because itll take a month for you to talk and 2 years to hold hands

- lazy dates are his crack ( cuddling in his campervan of love and watching trash tv)

- he always holds your hand because this boy has terrible abandonment issues, please love him and give him some short of a emotional anchor and he will snipe out gods and monsters alike for you

Monsieur Sharp Baguette ( le spy)

- fellow introvert who hides behind a fancy accent and 6 feet and 180 pounds of toxic arrogance

- he understands where you coming from but he also needs you to understand that you need to " grow up"

- he will teach you his spy ways of seeming extroverted and prideful for your sake but mostly for his so he knows you can hold your own and not be taken advantage when he isnt around

- don't expect a ton of PDA but he will show you off and pamper you like royalty

- the day he sees you making small talk with the cashier or defending yourself in a disagreement he will shower you in the romantic affection only shown in the sappiest romcom you have ever seen

[sanctuarysparrow]

I just finished The Pinhoe Egg. I hadn’t planned on reading it directly after reading Witch Week. I like to spread out my book series and read them in turn but I couldn’t help myself. I truly love the Chrestomanci series. They are an utter delight to read. It feels so good to be excited about a story in this way. I sometimes struggle to find one that really hooks me and these books definitely have. Will be mentioning spoilers!! I’m so glad that Diana Wynne Jones decided to write another book about Cat. I guess lots of fans felt the way I did after reading Charmed Life. I really needed this book. It is a kind of closure. It’s a bit longer than the other books but it’s just as wonderful. I just adore Cat and I took to Marianne pretty quickly too so I’m glad she came to live in the castle. It’s nice to have someone with a similar temperament than Cat there. He strikes me as a little lonely now that Janet and Julia are best friends and Roger and Joe go off together. They’re all a little older than Cat. He mostly seems to amuse himself with his horse and ofcourse now he has Klartch. Sometimes Dianna Wynne Jones described Cat’s inner feelings in a way that feels so similar to myself and I wonder if that is why I took so much to Cat. I feel like I am that kind of soft personality myself and get overhelmed and am bad at explaining myself too. Honestly, both Diana Wynne Jones and Terry Prachett are very good at describing what people are like and how it feels to be among them and experience the effects of these varied personalities. Though both in very different ways. I don’t have that skill at all and it makes me rather admire them a lot! I wish they both were still around so I could tell them how much joy they’ve brought me. Klartch?? Isn’t that just the worst name ever? It sounds like an aweful noise rather than a name. I love how the Pinhoe’s are described, living in the village, being a clan of people ect but I do think Marianne’s father and the brothers should have been properly punished. They plotted to have their father killed and just cause they decided to trap him rather than kill him doesn’t make them any better in my eyes. Cripple him and leave him to wither away in the woods... The whole lot of them ought to be in prison for twice the time that they hid away their father. I feel that the Farleighs were punished much harder than any pinhoe. I wonder if Jed Farleigh is dead or wether he lives on as that stone tree forever. Maybe that’s why Cat couldn’t turn him back, because there was nothing to turn back. He lived way beyond his years anyway. Maybe changing him, killed him or maybe he had been a dead man walking for years. Also that dude was going to MURDER people ???? Insane. Better off a tree forever for sure. There are some scary things in both this book and witch week. More so imo than the in Charmed Life or The Lives Christopher Chant or Conrad’s Fate. I still have to read The Magicians of Caprona and the short stories in Mixed Magic. Afterwards I’ll probably read her stand alone books. I read recently that studio Ghibli (Goro Miyazaki) is turning another of her books into a movie and I think it’s supposed to be released this year. I want to have read it before I watch it.

[lime-at-z]

BNHA 292 what else☺

I know that many people may not agree with what I’m about to say but (¬‿¬) . First, I feel like few things (or actually a lot) is not yet revealed about the whole Todo Fam’s past, my gut tells me we will be getting a Endeavor’s POV soon and that this is not the full story to Todo fam. Second, Mirio is back!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope my ray of hope will help sort out this mess. Third, where the fuck is Bakugou and is he still alive?😃 He better be...My poor Nejire tho, My gurl just got fried and tossed aside. She seriously deserves better... 

Lastly, this fandom is at the brick of ultimate chaos because of “Villians vs heroes who deserves to win” debate and idk what to do about it. Yes, the hero society is messed in ways that adds on to the production of “villians” and Yes, killing innocent people and general bad shit(like how the league has done) is wrong :) Both the league and the heroes like Endeavor should face serious consequences for their actions. What I don’t understand is the need to send death threats to anyone on this matter. 

Do you gus remember the time Horikoshi received death threats because of Endeavor’s redemption arc? Well, I fear that shit is back and this time it’s worse. I also feel like this chapter was a bit too much overhelming, but the upcoming chapter will decide if this story is going on a good road or not.  

It’s comical how the same people who had praised Horikoshi for his great writing four weeks ago are now cursing at him today. I am people sadly :) But well, people have their own opinions and have total right to express them. I will wait for the next chapters and a proper explaination for it all. 

[ruxbold]

Twice x f! Reader

Nothing to possess

So this is my first writing and I hope you like it :D

Special thanks to my master and inspiration @ratmonky ❤

word count: 2376

Contains: NSFW, oral, paper bag

Do you know how it feels to hit rock bottom? To have nobody in your life who supports you and to have no shoulder to cry on. You’re alone and year to year you lose something til you have nothing left.

Jin Bubaigawara was the man who was already born without any luck. Trying to live on his own in this shitty society which doesn’t give a damn about him, he slipped further into misfortune. To the day he even lost his sanity. The only thing which kept him still going was the memory of that beautiful smile of a gorgeous person from his younger self. Though til the day you two graduated you never even once had spoken to each other and he was pretty sure that you haven’t even known he exists. What last was the image of you.

He could still remember that fateful day where he found your sleeping body alone in the nurse’s office at school two months before your graduation. He was so entranced by your beauty when you were asleep. 10 minutes he was just standing beside the bed and adored every part of you. Your little mouth that made cute sounds of breathing, pale skin with a touch of red on your round cheeks, silky hair that fell besides you on the fluffy pillow, your black thick eyelashes which always highlighted the beautiful color of your iris. He wanted to possess every part of it. He wanted to capture that beauty and keep it all to himself.

“Welcome back!” a cheerful voice which had no traces of worries in it greeted him happily as he came through the door. You rushed over to the man who just entered the rundown house which was close from falling apart. Even though it reeks of old moldy woods and was very far from comfortable it was still the only place where he could return to.

You gave him a tight hug and nuzzled your face against his broad chest. But there was no reaction from him to your affection of love. Well, it wasn’t really clear to you to read his mood with a paper bag over his head.

“I-” Jin began to speak, his voice lower due to the bag covering his face “I had a bad day” “It was a good day!”

“It’s alright” you looked up to him with that bright smile that keeps stuck in his mind. It was nothing new to you. Not even once in his life he has had a good day. But that’s the reason why you’re here. To make him feel just a little bit better after all that shit that happens to him.

With your hands you explore his chest, his strong arms, his abdomen. Your fingers brushed tenderly against his body, moving circles on his clothed skin which gave him goosebumps. One hand slid under his white shirt and traced his muscles on his stomach. Jin’s breath stocked as he concentrated on your touch.

The other hand went down to his pants and unbuckled his belt so that you could slide your hand underneath it. You stroked the bulge of his shorts, poke it with your finger and grabbed it with your small hand. A giggle left your mouth as you could feel how his member twitched underneath the fabric.

Then you knelt on the floor and put down his pants with his shorts. His member sprang out and slapped you on the left side of your cheek, leaving a stain of precum on it. You giggled and wrapped your tender fingers around his girth. Jin trembled from your touch. You smile got wider as you could feel how hard he already was and how much was leaking from the tip.

The man’s body stiffened as he could feel your wet tongue licking from the top to its base. The fact that he couldn’t see you, made his sense of feeling more intense and it made his cock harder than it already was. A grunting left his mouth as your soft lips wrapped around his head. You twirled your tongue around it, licking the salty precum off before you took the whole thing in your warm mouth. Jin’s body flinched as his member was pressed at the back of your throat. The wet and sloppy sounds of you sucking his dick and your gag sounds echoed through the room. With your fingers you played with his balls, squeezing them and your tongue working on his foreskin and twirled it around his girth.

Jin was overhelmed of the feeling and deep moans escaped his mouth. You knew how to use your mouth and tongue on him to make him feel good. That’s what he taught you after all and after some time you have gotten pretty good at this. He even showed you porns so that you know how it’s done properly.

“D-Damn…y-your blowjob skills are already perfect nghh~…there’s no need t-to improve them f-further ahh~” “They are awful!” he stuttered in between his moans of pleasure.

“Fhankf” you said with your mouth full of his dick, the vibration of your voice giving him shivers and sending him nearly over the edge.

Jin peered down through the small gap of the paper bag and saw your erotic face. Your lewd expression, how you enjoyed it sucking him off. This sight gave him the rest. With his hands he pressed your head down til there’s nothing left of his cock and cums with a groan deep in your mouth. The thick liquid of his, spurted out down your throat. His dick was still twitching inside as he came down from his orgasm, single splashes of cum still comming out of the tip.

When he was done, he loosened his grip on your head. You removed his still hard dick from your mouth, the rest cum which still remained inside was swallowed by you til nothing was left.

“Ah~ delicious” you said the thing which Jin always likes to hear after you gave him a bj and after swallowing his cum “But it’s still hard”

You gave his cock a few bumps. It always looked like a gigantic dick in your small hand even though he has an average size.

You got up from the ground and took Jin by his arm to lead him to the bed. There you sat down and looked up to his covered face. Jin could see your sitting body through the lower gap of the paper bag. You were in a female school uniform with a dark blue jacket, a red bow around your neck, a dark blue skirt which was rather short and black knee socks. It reminded him of his old days back at school. You didn’t wear anything under the jacket and he could see your cleavage from above. He tossed your white blouse which belonged to the uniform and your undergarments away because you didn’t need it anyways, after all it would take too long to strip you naked and he liked it better seeing you like this.

You smiled as you could feel his gaze checking out your body underneath the bag. Your hand wandered to the silver buttons of your jacket and you opened the first one on the top. The sight of you cleavage got bigger as you slowly worked down from button to button. Jin’s cock sprang higher as he enjoyed your little strip show.

After you slid the jacket in a seductive way off of you shoulders and gave him a view of your naked upper body with your bare breasts, you took his wrists and led his hands to your boobs. They fit perfectly in his big hands. They were not too small but also not too big, just the right size for a young woman. He fondled them first tenderly but eventually he couldn’t hold himself back, not when you’re making those cute moans. So he grabbed them more rougher and squeezed them which caused your nipples to get hard by his treatment. Your voice got louder as his touch on your sensitive nipples got harder, pinching them und putting them in between his fingers. You rubbed your legs together, already soaked and ready for his cock.

“Jin~ p-please~” after these words he stopped and removed his hands from your chest so that you can move into his favourite position.

You lay your upper body down on the bed and put your butt up in the air while you’re on your knees. The short skirt fell down to your stomach revealing your round ass and pink craving pussy to the man with the paper bag. Jin could see your shaking butt infront of him through the gap. He grabbed your butt cheeks, feeling your soft, cold skin. His member slid in between your thighs, rubbing it against your opening. Your vagina was already desperate to get fucked as he could feel her lips sucking on the base of his cock.

With one push he slid his full length inside you, reaching the back of your pussy. You screamed of pleasure feeling the sudden fullness in your belly. His cock always filled you up so well and your walls clenched around him, sucking him even deeper inside you. Jin groaned and started his rapidly movements, fucking you into the dirty mattress which had already stains of dryed cum, drool and sweat from your previous fucking sessions. Neither of you cared to clean it after all it will get dirty again and you’re only allowed to do what Jin expects from you.

“Ahh~ Jin! So good~ good~” you moaned, drool dripping from your mouth onto the sheet beneath you.

Jin gritted his teeth and his thrusts got more aggressive and deeper. He was disgusted from himself. He knew this wasn´t good for his mental health and would make it only worse. But how could he stop with this now? It was just too difficult for him. It´s like he’s…obsessed.

His fingers digged into your skin as he grabbed your hips harder. With his length he reached your sensitive parts of your insides. He knew where your good spots are. Even though Jin is a 30 year old grown man, he´s never had any sexual contacts with woman except you. Does that even count? You were his first time and the only thing where he could let out his sexual frustration and loneliness. He only had you in his life.

The thoughts of this made his movements rougher and you felt like he intended to rip you apart with his hard thrusts. You grabbed the sheets, trying to keep your butt up in the air. A loud moan escaped from your mouth as Jin hit that special spot. He penetrated that place with his tip of his cock, his girth stretching your small hole.

“Jin! I´m cumming~” you moaned of overhelming pleasure.

He also was almost at his end. Your walls clenched aroung his dick, sucking him deeper into your pussy. Jin groaned at this addictive feeling of your desperate vagina. He loved the sounds of your moans and skin on skin, how your juices flowed down your legs. It all turned him on and made him sick.

You screamed as you felt your orgasm. At the same time Jin made a few final thrusts before his white, thick cum splurted out in your insides. He stayed as deep as possible in your pussy so that every single drop of his sperm reached your womb. He breathed heavily as he pulled out of your soaked hole after nothing came out anymore.

Your body still shivered, trying to come down from your high with your tongue outside and drool dripping down from your mouth soaking the fabric underneath you. And again this uncomfortable feeling came up inside him. He never knew what exactly it was. Sadness? Almost, but that wasn´t really it. Anger? Maybe, but there would be more to it. Probably he felt pity for himself with another sour feeling. Jin put on his shorts with his pants and left the house, leaving you all fucked up on the bed as always.

It was like a daily routine of his after he had sex with you. Just taking a walk around the city trying to distract himself. He avoided the public spaces and stayed in the dark alleys so that nobody could look at him in a weird way. Maybe he really should stop with this sickening life.

“Thank you for your visit” he heard a cheerful voice right around the corner. It was familiar. He didn´t even notice that his feet led him to this place again. Maybe it was like that because he always came here after his “love making” with you.

For the first time in a while he took the paper bag off of his head and looked around the corner where he heard that beautiful voice just a second ago. And there you were. The real you. With longer hair, bigger boobs and more curves. More mature.

You were standing infront of the flower shop where you worked at. Greeting new customers with your memorable smile and taking care of all kinds of flowers, made Jin´s heart go wild. It was different compared to your younger clone. But there was a curse which bounded him to the fake you because he knew that he could never have the real one. He always thought to himself what would have happened to him if he didn´t caught your sleeping body in the nurse´s office. If he didn´t use the measuring tape that was on the writing desk of the nurse. Would he still be alive?

After he had cloned you it was very easy to manipulate your clone’s mind and emotions. After all it was just a marionette which he created for himself. And if it ever turned against him or would start to question its relationship with him he always destroyed it and made a new one.

From his pocket he pulled out a business card which he got from the man called Giran. Maybe it´s really time to make a change and to escape from the chains that kept him to his miserable feelings.

[alexakeyloveloki]

To Trick a Trickster Chapter 3

To Trick a Trickster chapter 3 

Thank you all, who believed in me, I think my Muse is back. ‘bout fucking time! Also: @dangertoozmanykids101 is still my saving grace. 

Pairing: Loki x ofc (Leeanne Danton) 

Warning : non (yet - this will be slow and sweet - don’t hate me) 

The day started with a light fragrance of summer yellow roses drifting through the open window. Leeanne smiled to herself while she dressed in a dark blue dress when she heard the messenger running through the hallways yelling, "The King is back! The King is back!"

Leeanne was delighted. She really liked Thor, who befriended her at the Avenger Tower library. First she saw him as all the others outside the Avengers circle: a big teddybear, loud and overly eager with a perchant for partying, and a complicated family life. But in time, when she looked closer and he opened up a bit, she saw a man who one day would become a great King: determined, fair, fiercly loyal and brave. Of course, he was still a rough diamond, but Lee saw how everything changed after the day he lost his mother and almost lost his brother too. He become less reckless and more cunning. He rarely sought Loki's advice, but he did look at him and learned from his reactions, no matter how small or invisible for the untrained eye they were. They were brothers for more then a millennia and no matter what happened, he wanted his little brother back. Mischief, chaos, and all.

Leeanne ran off in the direction of the throne room, wishing to greet a friend – a King – and maybe hear some news from her family. She took a turn at full speed and collided with something solid. Actually, someone dressed in dark green tunic, black leather pants and boots. “Well, hello to you too, little booklover. Are you eager to meet your King this morn?” Leeanne tried to untangle herself from the Prince, but his hold only became more firm. She writhed, but could do nothing to free herself. The only thing she accomplished was a good feel of Loki's arms and chest. All that sinew, hard muscle packed in long, wide shouldered body felt far more pleasant than it should when in such a predicament, but no wonder he moved with the grace of a panther.

“Brother, I’m pleased you come to great me” – boomed a merry voice from the big double door of the nearby hall. “I see you met the newest librarian of mine “ – Thor teased. Loki tensed for a moment, but then he let go of Lee and winked at her.

“Lady Leeanne, I am pleased to see you again, your family is sending you their love. Tomorrow we will have a feast, you must attend. I need to steal my brother for a moment now.”

“Goodby puppet, I hope you will find some nice dress to wear preferably in green.” Loki teased and Leeanne ducked her head to hide her smile. She only saw the Prince a couple of time, but the guy was a shameless flirt on good days and a relentless tease on bad ones. Pair that with his voice, all dark velvet laced with dangerous purr and she could understand why all the females –and some males- of the court fell upon him if he turned his charm on them.

“Oh, I think I have something nice.” She smirked at him. “In burgundy red.” Thor laughed at loud and she curtsied to him, winked at Loki and run off.

“Loki, I think the lady is liking you.”

“Well, that is something new, that’s for sure” Loki said slightly taken aback. “But we have a lot to discuss. Thor, you know that the Light Elfs are coming in a couple of days. They said they need to greet the new King and establish a new ambassador in Asgard but you know what is the main reason?” He was a little gleeful. Thor sighed and his head sagged like he put up with all the weight of the Nine Realms. “Which Princess is coming this time?” “I think this time you need to come up with a better avoiding tactic because King Nimrod is bringing three of his daughters. I honestly think you just need to chose and end this agony… ouch!“ Thor slapped Loki on the back, hard. “Norns, no! Loki, you really need to help me here, I know that the people, the advisors, Father and now even you all want me married and settled and preferably with a heir on the way, but please. Can I get a millenia or two?” Loki looked at him and for the first time in very long period he saw not the arrogant heir, not the inconsiderate warrior, not the overhelmed King, but he saw his brother, looking at him like when they were just small kids, making plans to raid the kitchen at night.

“So, we need to start then” - Loki smiled his most wicked smile and Thor shuddered and thanked the Norns silently that he had Loki back at his side.

Leeanne ran straight back to her chamber and after she dropped to her bed she started giggling uncontollably. “I sassed the Dark Prince. I sassed the Trickster. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! My brothers were right: I couldn’t shut up even if my life was at stake! I really need to find Astrid, to tell her!” She looked in the library and in the garden and all the places she thought she could find her friend, but Astrid was nowhere to found. Like she had vanished or never existed at all. Leeanne only hoped she would find her in time to ask for advice concerning Loki.

[miya-universe-7]

Suspenders

warning: smut! pairing: Kim Jongdae and You/Reader genre: a bit of fluff followed by smut words: about 1k

notes: Your boyfriend`s little accessory caught your attention and led to some adventured after your date ♥  I`m not good at writing smut, that`s why it`s pretty short and i hope it turned out well. hope you enjoy it! write comments if you liked it (or not) i`d love to know your opinion :3

○♫○ You had a date with Jongdae and everything was as fine as it could be, but there was one ‘but’. You couldn’t take your eyes off from Jongdae’s simple but somehow sexy look: his soft black hair carefully divided into two in the middle, opening the view on his forehead, tight jeans, white tshirt and thick suspenders. The last item was driving you crazy. At first you just joked about it, making remarks every now and then. With the time you started to playfully tug on them with no back thought. It went to the point you barely put your hands off Jongdae’s suspenders and/or shoulders. Jongdae teased you about your excessive love for this small accessory, but that made you slap him with them lightly. It became the turning point. Jongdae whined and rubbed his chest just where the suspenders hit him. You apologized and to your surprise Jongdae answered not how you expected. Not a single variant of what you could expect. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll make up for it tonight”

Now you could only imagine what ideas he got from your innocent play with these damned suspenders. The look on his face told you that something interesting awaited you but that also meant no mercy.

Here you were, naked on the bed, with your hands up your head tied to the bed with those suspenders. But you had no complaints. Jongdae was paying attention to each centimeter of your body, spending some extra time on your soft spots, but the thing was that he was everywhere except where you needed him. Your boyfriend not once proved you that his patience lasts as long as he wants it to. It seemed as if you’ve spent several hours like this, under his touches, nibbles and kisses getting no release to the knot down your body. At first you tried to create some friction by bringing your legs together but Jongdae noticed it at once and changed his position, parting your legs and sitting just between them. After this fail and some punishment bites from Jongdae, you slid a bit down but still couldn’t reach his body.

“So eager that you can’t wait patiently for me to touch you..” he tsked three times, “today you are not the good girl I know”

He went down slowly, giving you a second to enjoy the thought that he would give you what you want, before caressing your thighs with both hands, then replacing one of the hands with his lips. He started from a bit higher than your knee, painting a faltering line of slow kisses leading up your thigh, his breath itching your core at the highest point, then doing the same with your other leg. You kept moaning his name together with begging pleases each time he moved in the direction of your pussy. After all the teasing the desperation reached the peak and you were almost ready to give up the idea of getting the release this night. And that was definitely the goal Jongdae wanted and finally managed to achieve. He paused suddenly, taking in the view under him: the beautiful mess he created out of you, your tied up hands no longer in fists, your hair all over the pillows, your face red and glowing, your neck, breasts and thighs covered with hickies, sweat and bite marks. Jongdae leaned in for a kiss, but it`s suddenly tender, extremely slow and affectionate. It made you a bit relaxed, but when you opened your eyes after the kiss, the look on his face gave you the opposite feeling. You understood that this kiss was just the small break Jongdae gifted you with.

 “Are you ready for the main part?” he smirked.

You let out something between a moan and a whine. Taking into consideration the previous experience you didn`t fall for that. Jongdae was in the mood and that meant he might not let you cum till the dawn or at all. But still his own patience is not limitless, so you hoped that he would finally give you what you`ve been craving for the whole night. 

“Yes, please..” you answered, waiting for his next move.

“Then tell me what you want me to do,” he commands, hovering over you.

“Fuck me, Dae,” you almost whisper, but his name sounds more like a moan.

“Details, babe. I need details,” his voice is too deep and imposing, “or you won`t get anything.”

“Shi..” you almost cursed at such arrogance, but stopped halfway. As if you had any energy to explain how you want him to fuck you, especially in details. You just wanted your release after all the teasing, you didn`t care how exactly, you just wanted him in you. In addition, speaking during sex has never been your cup of tea, and Jongdae knew this.

“So..? Are we finishing or proceeding?” he raised his eyebrows.

“Proceeding... Dae, just make me cum already. I can`t take it anymore,” you begged. Jongdae hummed and shook his head in response. You got his clue.

“Hm, I meant eat me out,” your voice was shaking and eyes closed.

“That`s it, babe. Not bad for the beginning,” he announced moving down to give you a reward. When his face was at the level of your lower stomach, Jongdae touched your skin with his lips, getting closer to your pussy. He made a little pause before finally putting his tongue into work. Firstly the moves were slow, as if he was continuing to torture you, but it changed very soon. The pace became quicker and you gave into the feeling growing inside you. The wet sounds were filling the room, together with your and Jongdae`s heavy breathing and moaning. You kept repeating “more”, but Jongdae suddenly stopped when you were at the edge. 

“Okay, love, let`s finish it together,” not waiting for your answer he rolled on the condom that he took from the nightstand and hovered over you again. “Ready, my dear?”

“Yes,” you breathed out, biting your lower lip. Jongdae leaned down and kissed you passionately, aligning the tip of his dick with your entrance. The taste of yourself in the kiss diverted your attention for a moment, until your felt your walls stretch letting him in. You gasped, matching Dae`s heavy uneven breathing, when he started to move his hips. You tilted your head to the side, eyes closed, fully concentrated on the feeling you`ve waited for so long. Jongdae threw a glance at you and smirked, amazed at your cute and satisfied expression. He also decided not to play anymore and hastened his thrust, also adding the depth. Dae dropped his head on the crook of your neck, his soft, wet with sweat hair tickling your skin. You wanted to run your fingers into his hair as you usually do, but this time you couldn`t. Yet you didn`t have time to get disappointed, because with this pace your desired release was very close, the understanding of reality leaving you. 

“Babe..” Jongdae breathed out into your neck, awakening you. Feeling high, you let out a pretty long moan, signaling of your closeness to the peak.

“Come,” another low whisper from him. As if there were any other variants what to do. You buried your face into his temple, his messy hair sticking to your cheek and eyebrow. 

“Dae..!” it was everything you managed to cry out, your orgasm overhelming all your senses. He growled, cumming several thrusts after you. But he didn`t stop at once, riding out your highs slowly. Dae kissed you again, untying your hands. Your hands powerlessly fell on his shoulders, as Jongdae finally stopped moving and collapsed near your side. 

“ What a bliss, I wore them today,” he pointed at the suspenders on the pillow above your head. You couldn`t disagree here. The two of you laughed loudly, definitely satisfied with the outcome of the night.

thanks for reading! ♥ everyone needs some smut with JD ;3

[ma-lemons]

Moments Together, Part 1

Note: Part of me feels wrong for shipping RoseGarden because Ruby doesn’t seem like the one to portray romantic feelings (that doesn’t mean she’s not capable of those feelings just what I’ve seen so far, she’s a kid who has more important things to do, LIKE SAVING THE WORLD and protecting her friends than to fall in love) but luckily my brain doesn’t give a crap and pretends that it’s all fine.

All in all, I expect Oscar to have a crush on Ruby, whether those feelings are reciprocated, well, that’s not up to me. Besides, I’m more interested in the plot of the show than ships, so this is all harmless fun.

Also I thought Ruby and Oscar were two years apart? So why is it that Ruby is now age 17, and Oscar is 14? I mean maybe his birthday hasn’t happened yet... but whatever.

Anyway just a warning, this has slight RoseGarden, but it’s not really a RoseGarden fic, I just want an excuse to write it. Also, I might be taking another break from tumblr again. :/

And, some of these things will clearly not correlate with the show, as I’m writing this as the episodes are being released.

Summary: While in Atlas, the heroes must face the tension and awkwardness that came as a result of them splitting apart. Secrets are revealed and everyone learns a thing or two about trusting those around them, and most importantly, themselves.

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Nora Valkyrie thought she was pretty insightful. Like it was clear Pyrrha (rest her soul) had feelings for Jaune, or that when she met her, Ilia was totally soft for Blake.

So it occurred to her quite early that someone possessed affections for her silver-eyed friend. A certain farm boy. Ever since she had watched Oscar land a punch in Ruby’s face in Mistral, she felt there was something there.

As they moved along in their journey, her suspicions only grew more. Oscar would occasionally glance at Ruby, smile shyly whenever she was around, and was overall, gravitated towards her whenever possible.

After she and Jaune has piloted a stolen airship from Argus, they had landed somewhat safely in Atlas, in a forest secluded from the main city. As soon as they had made it, Weiss became awfully silent, and she would barely speak a word to anyone.

“Hey, Weiss,” Ruby murmured, coming over to her partner, placing her hand on her shoulder. Weiss looked up, her face worried.

“Weiss... I know you’re feeling a bit... overhelmed. But I promise you, none of us are gonna let your dad take you away. You’re not going back. You’re staying with us.”

Weiss gave her team leader a small smile, to which Ruby returned with a large grin. There wasn’t a lot of people like Ruby Rose these daya. Someone who was optimistic and believed in the best of people. At that moment, Weiss shrugged off the dark feeling that something bad was going to happen, took a deep breath, and followed Ruby off the ship. Weiss has wondered how they could just leave a stolen airship in the middle of the woods, but according to Klein and Ironwood, someone would be up to pick it soon after and return it back to Argus, claiming that the thieves who stole it were being “promptly dealt with”.

Weiss has contacted Klein earlier in the flight. Her butler, was of course, happy to hear from her, but worried for her safety. She had assured Klein that she was well and safe and asked about him. Her blood turned to ice when she heard that her mother was around more, and Whitley was becoming more and more like her father each day. Weiss’ heart broke, but she told her friends all was well when they had asked her.

Klein had a safe house for them, somewhere near the city. He reassured them that there would be no danger and they could call him for help if needed. Weiss received the location on her scroll, and downloaded it into Bumblebee, so Yang could drive them all there. Klein was sworn to secrecy of his brief knowledge of the issue at hand. He knew that they had stolen a ship and needed a place to stay so they could break into Atlas Academy.

Atlas was colder than Argus, and everyone was shivering, since none of them had packed winter clothing. Weiss was the only one slightly prepared, yet she was the one who was the most used to the weather.

“Atlas is too cold, isn’t it?” Ren quipped, noting a shivering Nora. His girlfriend wrapped her arms around him for warmth. “I’ll say. When we get to the safe house, it’s time for a change of wardrobe.”

Maria laughed lightly. At first, she seemed annoyed by Nora’s constant laughter and excitement. Now, she was used to it. In fact, she enjoyed it.

Yang turned her head back at the passengers. “Now that Ozpin’s come out to play, Oscar, what’s the game plan?”

The young boy looked down shyly, as everyone’s gazes landed on him. He was getting used to everyone’s wariness of him, but he didn’t really like it. Even Ruby, who believed in him the most, seemed to be keeping her distance from him.

“Uh, well. Oz says we’ll rest up for a few days. He says Qrow will contact Ironwood and set our plans in motion. Our main goal... he says our main goal is to find the Winter Maiden so we can unlock the relic. After that, we’ll be attending a party for Whitley Schnee, in which a some of us will be providing distractions, while the rest of us will be retrieving the relic.”

Weiss rolled her eyes. “Find the Winter Maiden... cause that’ll be easy. Has it occurred to any of you that we’ve never found any of the maidens? Cinder is evil, and dead, and we only found Vernal because of Yang’s mom. And Vernal is also dead.”

Ruby noticed Yang tensing up. Weiss was right. The Huntsmen never had to look for the Maidens... they just kind of appeared when necessary.

Oscar piped up. “Well, Oz says that since the Maidens are some of the few individuals that possess magic, he can feel their auras. So he’ll know when she’s close.”

“So you’re telling me we’re gonna have to basically just wander around until Ozpin’s senses go off?” Qrow questioned. He hadn’t entirely forgiven Ozpin yet. It had taken much convincing for him to even look at Oscar.

Ruby looked over to her uncle, trying to reassure him with her eyes. “Hey Qrow, it’ll be fine. I promise.”

Ruby seemed to be making a lot of promises these days.

As the moved along through the thick snow, the travelers discussed their plans for their days they would spend in the safe house. Qrow quickly called Ironwood to update him on the situation, now that they were closer to an area where there was a signal. Maria planned to train Ruby to use her silver eye power correctly, and Ruby and Oscar made plans to do hand-to-hand combat more. Jaune, Nora and Ren would probably spar occasionally, and maybe check out Atlas’ scene. Weiss wanted to contact her sister, but decided she would go out to buy everyone winter clothing. Blake hastily agreed to join her, in hopes of avoiding Yang’s anger for a while. Yang was silent throughout the ride, though no one could blame her. Blake wanted so badly to talk to her, but realized that would have to wait for another day.

What seemed to be like hours passed. Jaune, Ren and Nora had managed to fall asleep. Weiss was listening intently to Maria read. Blake stared off into space, seemingly disinterested in everything around her. Qrow, surprisingly didn’t have a flask in hand, and was staring at his scroll. That left Ruby talking to Oscar.

“Oscar, you look like a little prince in your new outfit!” Ruby giggled. She still hadn’t gotten over Oscar’s change in wardrobe.

The young boy scowled at the word “little”. “I’m not small, Ruby.”

“Considering I’m one of the shortest people here, ranking about 5’4, and you’re shorter than that, I’d say yeah, you’re pretty little.”

Oscar pouted. “Let’s see who gets the last laugh when I grow taller.”

Ruby’s eyes widened, and she pretended to look intimidated. “Ooh, when Oscar gets taller! I forgot you haven’t gone through puberty yet!”

Oscar was shocked. “I—what? When did you become such a bully?” He leaned over and poked the Huntress in the shoulder. Ruby, amused, waggled her fingers at Oscar. “I wouldn’t try anything, farm boy. I’ll tickle you till you die laughing.”

“And how do you know I’m ticklish?” he asked defensively.

“Oh, please. Everyone’s ticklish. You look like the ticklish type.”

“What... what does that even mean?”

“Hey, keep it down, some of us are trying to read!” said Weiss, from her little corner near Maria.

“I was about to say the same thing, Miss Weiss! Great minds think alike!” the elderly lady beamed. Weiss smiled back.

“Hey,” came Yang’s voice from the front. “Wake everyone up. We’ve made it to the safe house.”

In front of them loomed a large cabin, shrouded by trees. It looked safe enough. Yang made out a deer in the greenery. Seemed peaceful.

Weiss proceeded to wake up Nora and Ren. Jaune was a different story, he was snoring loudly and refused to wake up until Maria thunked her book on his head.

The teams and adults made their way to the house. Atlas. They were finally here.

Ruby looked at Weiss, who looked better than she did on the aircraft. She would be sure to stay close to her, to make sure she wouldn’t panic or get hurt. There was no way any people would be left behind on her watch.

That included Oscar. No matter what, she would protect him. It was rather strange; despite Ozpin being sketchy and mysterious, Ruby couldn’t bring herself to hate him. And she definitely couldn’t hate Oscar. He was growing on her. She didn’t mind, she appreciated his company. He was a young boy, and what he needed now more than ever was a friend, not people coming after him and attacking him for things he didn’t do.

Sighing, Ruby settled down, underneath one of the fleece blankets Klein had left for them. He had stocked food and supplies throughout the house. Ren and Jaune got dinner cooking, while everyone else rested.

It was a long journey, and no one was quite sure what the end result would be, but as for now, they were satisfied that they could be together. Safe.

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So I know this is probably riddled with grammar issues and plot holes (I haven’t watched the past 3 episodes, I have a faint idea of what’s going on). but do you think if I clean this up a bit, should I post this on AO3?

[learnjerky]

If Consequences and ATY are about Lauren, I can see that C still loves L til now. If Expectations is about C, I see that L thought the relationship was toxic. The lines, respect my space, respect my energy seemed like L was suffocating from the relationship. What do you think? I hope you can give an in-depth analysis.

Im not sure if you'll be satisfied with my "in depth analysis" but here goes.So, what makes something or someone toxic? Does being toxic comes from you? Where does 'you' come from?See, for me, they became toxic not because of their love for each other, no, love is literally the kidney. It fascinates me how liver, translates to 'hati' in indonesia, and 'hati' also means:Heart.What organ cleanse your body from toxins? Liver. Or, heart if you want to see it in my country's language. See, their love for each other is what makes us want to ship them together. How can something so pure became toxic?Theres only one answer for me: the environment. Their love grew, and nourishes in the music industry - where up is down and down is up, where breaking the artist instead of making the artist is their main goal - the most twisted industry of all times. Having a love in this kind of environment will turn anyone or anything toxic. I like to theorize that camren became girlfriends since 2013, if you see how smitten they are for each other. I like to think that their love flourish and just, became pure and beautiful, like the lesbian flower: lily which literally translates to purity. But see, this is not an environment where a young love should grow. Falling in love when youre in some public high school seems a thousand times easier, because in high school, being with girl A WHILE youre with boy A, is a bad thing to do. But in the music industry, its what you HAVE to do, especially if your partner has the same genitalia as you. It turns them and it twists their love.You CANT be in a homosexual relationship in this environment without being toxic. Okay, so i speculate that camren started to became toxic, is when Lauren and Brad's dating rumour started. And then to top it all, Austin.Maybe camila was hurt from the dating rumour. So she decided to cut them off, or maybe it was lauren, but i think they broke up somewhere around 2014-2015.I have this speculation that management set camila and austin together, without camila's acknowledgement, that it is supposed to be something for the public, not for love.I mean, out of the five of them, who would make the most hype from dating? I mean, we all know ally, dinah, normani, and lauren already have their own share of boys. But camila??? The girl has NEVER talk about being in a relationship before. What better way to hype austin and 5h than to hook them up together?So, they broke up, camila came to know it was PR, got hurt, and somewhere along the way, get together with lauren again. But thats where their patience and moral were challenged. Dinah and camila hits the 18 milestone. Oh no. More stress, more anxiety attacks, more expectations, more adultery, and more sex appeal. I like to think that in this period of time, camren was each other's anchor, along with DNA. Some plans were made, contracts were renewed, rumours circulated about camila leaving spread.Okay, now 2016, is the year she writes her songs. And in 2016, camila was the most vulnerable, and beaten. The girl had had enough, but she was tied and chained. The haters are throwing rocks at her but she couldnt shield herself. She was strong, but it was too much for her, its too much for any 19 years old. I like to think that 2016 is also the year lauren started writing, since their timeline matches. They wrote lyrics together hotel bathrooms. I came to this conclusion because both were asked about where they liked to write the best, and both said bathrooms. Um...okay. completely two different interviews though.They vent towards each other through writing, uses a line or two in their songs that indirects at one another, trying to convey what they want from their relationship with the language they knew best - music.So camila left, the air was thick with drama.Camila starts to spiral back into her depression, because why???? Why would they(management) kick her out of the band??? Without her acknowledgement? She distanced herself from everything, everything is too much, and lauren was overhelming her heart and her heart had too many holes and worn from the betrayal of her own label, the people who she sees as her second parent. Imagine trying to pretend that you dont despise these people. I mean, LA reid(essentially her boss) was charged for sexual assault and had to disappear to avoid the media. And camila was asked about it, and she had to pretend that a sexual offender was some kind of good hearted, innocent and hard working boss.Camila, with these emotional baggage distanced herself. Lauren tried her best to understand, because to me, lauren jauregui is a fighter. Shes the most loyal, protective and loving person ive ever met. I cant theorize more after that, because its too vague and uneventful to highlight anything but i definitely think that theyre still together. They fought and protected their love for so many years, one year is probably like a piece of cake for them. Cake with uncooked corn kelps which hurts like a motherfucker when you bit into it, but you will still see another day. My theory's timeline stopped there. If theres anyone that wants to add anything is welcomed.

[heedra]

living room for harv bedroom for sachi and... hmm. ATTIC for pho >:3c

OOOH a bunch

HarvHow does the character spend weekends? - Harv doesn’t pay attention to the weekday too much but he has a pretty reliable schedule if he’s holed up somewhere:-Wake up in the early evening, emerge from whatever bolthole/makeshift bunker he’s holed up in 

- Do a bit of begging for ‘breakfast’, lounge around outside local seedy pubs, throw some scraps to the retinue of local stray dogs who follow him around expectantly if he’s in one place for too long-once its dark out and the streets are quieter, go scrounging for ‘supplies’ -spend remainder of ‘day’ back in hidey hole working on necromancy stuff of just lyin’ aroundHe does tend to keep his head down more on days when people have work off and are out and about in larger numbers.What kind of movies does the character watch?- He doesn’t, lol, but if he did he’d be that guy who loves watching bad movies so he can peanut gallery them. Harv has a healthy instinct for loving a good-spirited communal gripe or five. God, he’d have a LOT of fun doing this.What do they do with friends?- He’s that guy whose always kinda looming in the corner clearly uncertain of whether he’s actually welcome or not. He seems content enough to kind of be included for a bit and just shoot the shit with some beers, but nobody’s really in the habit of saying “what do you wanna do, Harv? let’s do that”, likely because he radiates an aura that suggests that nobody is truly prepared to deal with the answer to that question.What’s their favourite pasttime? - Putting dead things together like a kid drunk on the power of a new tin of tinkertoys, in a manner that would make even the weirdest and artsiest weird artsy taxidermist go “dude, are you ok?”What’s their favourite TV show/Film? - Who knowsSachi How does this character sleep? (Position, sleeping habits, bedtime routines)- Sachi sprawls the fuck out when she sleeps and tends to kick the covers everywhere. She can be a nuisance to sleep next to cuz she might involuntarily kick you as well. She’s also sleepwalked once or twice. Just, in general, a rowdy sleeper. She used to fall out of her hammock on the party’s ship a lot. In terms of like, sleep schedule, she tends to be a morning person (she really savors the sights and sounds of sunrise) but can easily end up staying up way later than she plans if she’s focused on or excited about something, and more often then not ends up falling asleep with a book or pencil in hand.

What are their pyjamas like?- Sachi falls asleep in her clothes a lot because at the end of the day, she’s a very overhelmed and overworked invidivual who is in the middle of action in the field more often than not and has trouble putting things on pause to take a proper fucking nap. When she does take the time to change into sleeping clothes, she prefers things that are comfortable and loose, and if its warm out and she’s in her own room she usually just sleeps in comfy pants.What do they dream about usually?- She’s one of those people that often has ridiculous dreams that are straight outta left field. Occasionally she gets really bad anxiety dreams but those usually don’t have a lot of substance to them that can be described, she rarely remembers many details and they’re more just emotional.How neat/tidy is this character?- Oh she is an absolute mess. It’s lucky she owns very few material possessions, because otherwise any living space of hers would become a ‘damn bitch, you live like this?’ situation really fast. Her room on the ship is usually strewn with books and blankets and papers and a few humble but foreboding stacks of plates and bowls. It’s not because of any lack of desire to be neat, she’s just absentminded and busy!

How affectionate is this character?- She will sprawl across you on the sofa! She will punch you playfully on the arm! She will do a running leap to bearhug you! She will throw her arm around your shoulder and lean in real close to whisper you an extremely bad joke she made up on the spot. She will offer to braid your hair and also to arm wrestle you in the same breath! Sachi is extremely affectionate. (She was THAT ONE KID who thought it was really funny to lay on her belly and grab onto a caretaker’s leg and refused to let go when she was little.)PhoenixWhat is the character afraid of?- Ohhhhhhhh boyyyyyyyy. I could devote multiple pages to this question probably. I think his biggest fear bar none is losing control (of himself, not of others or of circumstances) and, by extension, hurting those he cares about. He’s been a conduit for the Neverborn before, with grisly results, and at another time suffered some frightening horror-hunger as a side effect of a wyld curse, which he still feels echos of. In a similar vein he does not like being immobilized or physically restrained against his will and it can make him really panic!In terms of bigger picture fears, he knows he has a lot of very powerful, very malicious enemies and the thought that they might try and do something to the people he loves, esp his found family, keeps him up at night. Sometimes, he has nightmares of being dragged back into a monstrance, and he’s never quite certain that the Whispers are really gone.On a lighter note, he’s really not fond of cows. Why? It’s a long story.How do they deal with bad memories?- He’s relatively open, if not big on elaborating, with regard to most of his past if people ask; its not a secret to begin with, but when it comes to the actual affect it had on him he tends to think that it’s his burden to bear, and tries to keep a lot of that to himself. He does have a few close friends who have known him long enough to be privy to most of it either cuz he’s told them or because they were there to see it, but even then he doesn’t really talk about it until he’s having a Really Bad Time and shows up on their doorstep a few drinks in and really needing to spill the contents of his brain to someone before it eats him up. Don’t do that, Pho, that isn’t healthy!What is this character’s role in a horror movie?- He’s either A. The tough jock with a heart of gold who dies heroically throwing himself at the monstrous lumbering axe murderer to give his friends time to run or B. The monstrous lumbering axe murderer, depending on what time in his life you are talking about.How do they hide their secrets?- Very, very poorly. He has guile 1. He simply resolutely doesn’t talk about things he doesn’t want to, but it’s easy enough to read that there is something he doesn’t want to talk about.Which of the Seven Deadly Sins does the character relate to most?- I’d almost say gluttony; not in the tired ‘haha this guy eats a lot’ sense but more in the more general sense that he indulges in things he finds comforting for indulgence’s sake or as a distraction from addressing his real problems, and can make kinda poor or impulsive decisions when it comes to those things. Wrath is also a big one for him; more in his past than now, but it still plagues him. The Mask ruled him through his rage at a senseless and cruel world, and he in turn channeled a lot of that rage back at the Mask and himself and Oblivion in general when he went renegade, and at the time it gave him what he needed to keep standing sometimes, but it’s really not so good at helping wounds to heal.

[stay--satan]

What I Want - Dick Grayson x Reader

Alright, since I got these two requests with the same number at the same time, I'll go with Grayson because there's too much Jason in this blog (as if it's a bad thing) AND mixed with another request.

Can I have 20 w/ Dick Grayson? ♡ Can you do the prompt 20 where the reader(fem) is about to get married but Jason comes and interferes the ending up to you #19 I can’t buy you things like him w/ Dick Grayson one shit please 💛 I’m also new to your blog and I’m excited to read some of your work 😃

20. “Please don’t be with someone like her/him. I wouldn’t be able to handle it” 19. I can’t buy you nice things like him.

Fluff and a little heat

"You're what?" "I'm engaged... To Freddie." Your voice came out in a low tone "You don't even have a ring, that's ridiculous Y/N" Dick said a little louder as frustrated he was "Can you not make a scandalous about this?" You frown your eyebrowns berating him "I do have a ring, I just came to talk to you before he makes an announcement." You look back to the living room that was fill with your friends and people you consider as family "I thought... I thought it would be better if I did" "Better for who? You're gonna married with this stupid suit and tie dude?" Dick's voice didn't calm down at all as he gets more red "I love him!" "Don't lie straight to my face. You never even like weddings before" He recalls the one time when the two of you had this conversation. Oh yes, Dick Grayson was your ex boyfriend. It started in the early days of Nightwing and he really needed his own "Alfred" to his missions, so he hired you. A ex intern from Wayne Tech who had discover Bruce's identity before he ever did, you were brilliant. Eventually you became this is huge hacker and lived on your own until he knocked on your window. Of course you two fallen in love. With his flirts during the mission talking to you in his microphone, the Wayne Gala's that he made you go so you could "complete a mission on the ground" and the late nights chat turned into something you couldn't even imagine.

But unfortunaly, two years and half later you were tired of watching him almost die every night and left him with a broken heart. You two reunited not quite longer after that and discover that couldn't live without each other, so you made a deal for not look so miserable: You would continue to kiss, the flirting and have sex but without the whole comprimise stuff. Of course that not that deep down you two were so in love, but it could ruin everything again. After another year doing that, you met Fred. He went to you looking for discover his girlfriend stealing his money, and after the job was done, he offered you a date. You broke up with Dick soon after date, he accepted hoping that would end soon, but there you were, eight months later telling him the news.

And honestly, Dick was right. You never cared about getting married or stuff. You hated everything that could draw attention to you, specially a whole party about you and another person.

"I was thinking about something" you said on top of Dick as he was close to you kissing your neck and your head were brushing through his hair "If it isn't about us then why bother?" you felted him grim on you as you let out a chuckle "The whole Selina and Bruce drama" he let out a groan saying that you cut off the entire mood "I'm serious!" you smiled as held his face "I don't get it, they are literally the cat and mouse. Why on earth this will work? I'm just worried that will end soon and he'll get all.. you know?" she makes a stupid scary face that made Dick smile so hard "Well, they always loved each other. They're willing to put all the selfishness aside and put this in the works" "But do they need a stupid party and a signed paper to do that?" "You don't believe in marriage?" he says closing his face a bit. He wasn't angry, he was just really surprised. All of his exes were obsessed about marriage. God he almost got married himself when he wasn't even old enough to drink. "I just don't get it. It's kinda of pointless to have to prove to other people that you wanna be with that person. Why can't you just... be?" she finishes looking so peaceful. God, he loved that woman and how little you think about other people and how comfortable you expressed your opinions. "Because baby, stubborn heads will always be stubborn heads" he smiles again to her as you cupped his face again "I want to be with you forever." you say looking deep into his beautiful eyes as that was the most deep thing you ever said. He puts the most melt face you ever seen it and he pulls you into a deep kiss and laying you on the bed like a precious crystal.

Now back into the present you were with your back in the wall facing a really mad Richard. "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say" "Just... Don't." he walks away going back to some alone counter and you see Wally running to him. You let out a deep sighed and look to your own feet feeling the sadness overhelm you.

"Excuse me everyone?" Frank stands up as he leans his hands to you so you could join him "I have some exciting news" You look over the room and find your friends faces in curiosity, there were a few friends from his company too. Frank was the son of a very wealthy man from Bruce's competitor's company. He heir his company and was such a good man, you were really proud of him even after finding out how shitty his father was. You definitly feels something with him, something that you can't have with Dick. Safety. Plus your friends seem to like him, he gave almost the entirely equipament for the titans knewing that you worked with them a few times and personally he was really nice to everyone even offering a job to Jaime so he could complete his extra hours on the school and help his family. They also joked about the "Y/N's Rich Boyfriend" saying that she didn't had to handle with someones bullshit "But why pay for your cellphone company when you can just own it" Wally used to say whenever she complains about expensive bills.

You do your best to avoid Dick's eyes and look just to your fiancée, you honestly didn't even hear him saying the words, you just hear everyone's clapping and cheering. Artemis and Wally are the first ones to hug you and give you the congrats, as a little line start to form behind them with people congratulating you. You look to the corner and you see Jason talking to a altered Richard as he pushes Tim out of the way and storms out his way out.

You sit down at the swing from the outside of the manor with a wine in your hand. Thinking about how did you ended up there? "Careful with that ring, girl. You could blind someone" you hear a voice as Tim sits down in the next swing. You let out a soft chuckle "If you're not sure about this you have to tell him" "No.. I can't." "You can't be with someone for the rest of your life because you don't wanna face desisions Y/N" Tim now looked a little more serious "I just.." your voice dies as you look down your feet "He was so happy you know? It was out of nowhere and when I realised there was this" she looks at her hand where the huge ring was "Plus, he treats me like a princess. I don't think I'll find much better, I'm lucky" "Y/N you're unhappy. Sure you may like him, but you love the idea that he pass to you." he says turning back to you with the swing "You can't just expect that this will be enough for 80 years" "And you expect me to do what? Break up with him and run back to a man that couldn't decide what he wanted for his life? A on-going thing until the day he doesn't come back?" Now it was Tim's turn to look back down "He's going to be a mess from now on" he talks in a low tone to her. Taking a deep exhale, you get up from the swing putting your head high "Well, it's not my problem anymore."

For the next two months you try to keep away from the Titans boys as much as you can. Of course with Artemis being your maid of honor maked difficult, seeing Wally picking her up from your house not looking in your eyes anymore was disapointing. You knew it was because of him, you talked to Bruce after a few days and he said that he hasn't spoke to him since the annoucement, that can't be good. It mad you so mad that everyone's seems to be upset with you when he was the poor boy. What they did expect? You lay around forever? Ugh, you shake your head as Frank made his way out of the bathroom into your bed kissing you deeply. But not as Dick Grayson once did.

"That has got be the most breath taking dress I ever seen" Stephanie says behind you as the other girls, Barbara, Cass and Artemis agrees. "I'm feeling a little stuck with him" you say laying your hand on your stomach like it was suffocating you "No, no no no" Cass pulls your head behind your ears looking to you in the mirror "You look so pretty, and everything is gonna be fine" "I can't believe I'm gonna be on a actual fairy tale wedding" Barbara says dreamy behind her and you give her a warm smile.

Not believing that you actually got away with her bachelor party you made your way through the streets in peace. All you did was wait until the girls were on their fifth shot and made her way out without noticing dueing their exciment over the loud music.

The wedding was in the next day and Freddie was in some party of himself with a few friends. That would be your last moments of peace. Of course with the strong shots you had, you weren't in your right mind to walk alone, so you asked for a cab giving him the address and rested your head on the window closing your eyes. The cab called out for your indicating that you had arrived in destiny. You look outside of the window with arching your brow "Are you sure this was the address I gave you?" "I'm not a telepathic kid, this was the one"

"Coming" Richard finally said after the his bell ringed for the fifth time finally giving up his I-hope-they-think-I-died-and-eventually-go-away mood. He has some difficults going his way to the door stepping in a few bottles of whatever he was drinking early that night and putting the tv on mute. "If it is you Jason, I swear to God that I'll learn how to shoot especially for-You?" he looks wide opened to the door not believing in his wildest dreams You couldn't believe that you really didn't walk for a few miles get a new taxi to bring you home, instead there you were at his door wearing this really tight black dress and a trench cloat. You both say hi so low that was almost impossible to hear. You noticed that he grew a beard that it suits him, had lost a few pounds and grew a little of dark circles under eye. But he insisted to answer the door shirtless and you lightly bite your lip over this He notices that you let your hair grow, your eyes had become a little less lifely as you gave him a half smile. Dick recomposes himself holding the door as you held yourself tighly to your coat. He can't help but noticing your damn long legs uncover under this cold Bludhaven weather and the dress that you were wearing didn't help a lot too. You fell a bit from your heels as standing up for too long "Are you drunk?" he says arching his brow over your "I don't know?" You loosely says and you both let a soft laugh between the two of you "You didn't RVSP" he can notice the sadness in your tone "Are you serious?" he stands closer to you, but knowing that a fight would not help right now "No, I didn't" "I wanted you there. I can't do anything without you ya know?" "You seem pretty fine. I've been watching in the news the wedding of the year coming up" "Yeah but..." You sounded a bit more angry and frustrated and start walking in circles in his doorstep complaining "But I don't wanna this!" you hit your fits in the air like a child. Dick cross his arms around his chest as he watch "It's like Y/N it'll be worth it. Y/N you look beautiful. Y/N I wish that my wedding was like this. But nobody cares of what I want" "And what do you want" That was all that took for you to look deep in his eyes and pull him over for a kiss. It's a rough kiss, the type she never had with Frank. Dick let himself blame on the alcohool in the next morning. You pull his hair letting his hands go all over your body under your coat moaning a bit when his warm hands met your cold legs, it was the sign to Dick lead you into inside the house. Slamming the door behind you, he takes your coat in a super speed and pulls your hair aside so he could kiss the neck that he missed so much. You go over his body with your sharpen nails as he left deep breaths under your skin making you closing your eyes in pleasure. As he removes your dress and finally looking at you with your exposed body, you cup his hands in his face the way he loves to and you both smile larger than you did over the last year.

Falling down in the top of Richard's body, you both try to catch your breath as he puts his arms around you kissing your head. Staying like this for a while, you don't know what to say by only hearing his raced heart beat and staring the window you once did a long time ago in a room that it was a few times smaller of the one you were used to now.

"Please don’t be with someone like him. I wouldn’t be able to handle it" Dick's voice came out raspy near your ear as he slightly stroke your hair. You though about this moment for so long that now you don't know what to say. You get off his top and sit down on the bed starring at his naked breathless body. "Dick..." "Please, Y/N hear me out.." he says standing up his torso to get close to you "Do you honestly think that you'll have what we just and always had?" you look down trying not to meet his eyes as he looked deeply to your face "I can't get you nice thinks like he does, but I can give you endless love." "I'm not looking for his money, Grayson" You say serious finally meeting his gaze "I don't wanna live with the feeling that I might not be able to see you when I get home. Or worst, be the first one see you dead somewhere. You say that you wouldn't handle see me with him, but what about me? The endless nights that I spent crying while you were blackout on the floor and I just had to wait? When I had to make excuses for you not being in there because you were to wounded to show up in public?" "Then I'll be better" he says holding the side of your head with sweetness "Goddamnitt I'll stop-" "Don't." knowing what would come next you interrupt him "The whole question here is that I don't wanna make you choose" "But I'll always choose you, Y/N. If I have to I'll burn my uniform right now" he says gripping the other hand on your hip pulling you closer "You say it and I'll. Tell me that you're gonna stay and I will burn the entire armory down" now he met his nose with yours with his eyes shut.

If this had only happen early. You let a tear come down as you remembered what Freddie told you this morning. His entire family coming from England and the excitment in his voice preparing this whole thing. You couldn't do this to him, not right now. Maybe in a few years when he realises that you're not in love and leave you. Maybe, but you couldn't put Dick to wait for this. He kisses your tears away, which made extra heart to open your eyes and touch his face for the last time "I love you Dick Grayson. I always will for the rest of my life." "I'll wait for you" "I don't want you to." you lie knowing that is for the best. You noticed that a few tears had started to falling down from his face. You clean them away with your thumb kissing his lips and his head for the longest time.

The next day you find yourself in front of a huge mirror again while the stylist was making the last details on your dress. You see Artemis coming next to you smiling "Someone left this on your doorstep" she gives to her a wrapped box and the woman in her dress leave them alone. The gift was with a note             'Your Something Blue." She frowns removing carefully the note as she opens the tiny box. It was a stupid blue bird pin. You feel your heart stops for a huge second taking carefully out of box. Artemis is by your side giving an encouraged smile removing the pin from your fingers and carefully placing in your dress on a spot that only you could see it.

You feel your mouth drying a bit as you made your way to the altar. Surrounded by the 200 faces which mostly you've never seen it you find Freddie's gaze on you. You smile noticing that he did what you asked that was no photographers around or cameras. You stand next to him and starts to panicking noticing that you can meet his eyes so close "Are you okay?" he whispers as the priest starts talking. You only nodds trying to focus on the words.

You could felt that the cerimony was taking 3 days to get over. Your feets hurt, it's too cold for a open sky wedding, and the cold metal of that pin over your body was bothering you way more than it should. "So before we made the actual blessing, I need to say: Is there someone here who may be against this event?" You close your eyes ready for his next words as you hear everyone gasps behind you. Freddie turns over frowing his brows and you slowly turns to see.

Richard Grayson, dressed as a homeless boy between that fancy people with flannels and jeans with that huge ass beard, walked in your direction.

You were sure that your eyes had come out of your face. Everything around you was a blur. You had seen this scene several times in movies, thinking how embarrassing that was, now it was happening to you. You were pretty sure that you head Wally's laugh on the background, but it wasn't that important. Making sure you weren't the only one seeing this, you hear Freddie's voice "But what on earth is this?" You try to come up with words turning your head to him but not being able to turn your eyes too. Dick still stood there in silent finally realising what he was doing he puts his hands on his jeans pockets embarrassed. You feel a little grin coming in the corner of your mouth "Y/N, explain!" Freddie sounded again in her eyes. You finally give Freddie's entire attention "I can't do this. I never could" Fred eyes met yours with a certain desperation "Fred I could give you my full I do but I could never give you the life you want and deserves. And I'm sorry that I've waited so long to do this, I'll never forgive myself. But this time I have to get what I want" she smiles empathic to him as she pushs her dress up.

Dick Grayson could honestly die in a horrible way right now that he didn't care. When he sees you running to him he recomposes as he hugs you so tightly you could break. He hears yours and his stupid friends cheering up in the backgroud as he held your hand outside of the garden. You wait until you're in his car to dare to say anything "Why-What just happened?" you say breathless as you had runned a marathon "I can't let anyone think that they'll spend his life with him while I stand" he smiles to her letting the adrenaline run off. He holds your face and kiss you desperatly finally having on his arms and his arms only.

[mhioislife]

I saw your pairing/au post and I'll cry if you have anything for MatsuOi in a college setting?

Hi!!! MatsuOi is really good™ and important™ pairing so of course I have something for them owo Btw it got really long, so I've put it under the read more. I love your fanfics and hcs btw, I feel honoured you've sent me an ask ;u;

Send me an AU and a pairing and I'll come up with a few headcanons! (no omageverse pls, and if you send more than one AU/pairing specify if you want me to combine them or do them separately, please)

- in this AU they get to know each other in college

- well, it’s not really true either. they have lectures in different buildings, so they don't see each other on campus, but they do recognize each other from the morning bus rides, since they rent flats near each other, at the beggining of the bus route (Mattsun gets on one bus stop earlier than Oikawa), so they spend almost all the ride to the uni in the other’s presence

- the first time they notice each other they sneak glances (bc holy moly, he’s handsome), but immediately avert their eyes if they see the other looks at him too

- they never talk, but notice each other every day and after a few weeks even smile for greeting

- the first time Oikawa (or rather “The Pretty Boy from the Bus” as Mattsun calls him in thoughts) smiles at him, Mattsun feels his heart skip a beat and he blushes

- he looks away, bitting his lip to stop this stupid, giddy smile from appearing on his face (because it definitely will be too wide and too happy and too quick just for smiling back, he doesn’t want to look like an idiot or a creep or a twelve year old with a crush - even tho he defenitely feels like this right now - get a hold of yourself Issei-), because the other boy’s smile????? He felt charmed by The Pretty Boy, and has seen him smile already (at some text or something on his phone) but the smile just now, directed at HIM, absolutely stole his heart, okay?

- Oiks acts nonchalant, but screams inside because hoW CAN HE BE EVEN CUTER WTF ILLEGAL

- Mattsun thinks about The Pretty Boy's smile all day

- and Oiks thinks about this cute blushing face

- the next morning Mattsun is the one, who smiles first and Oiks smiles back of course

- they smile all the ride to their uni tbh

- (wow, I got kinda carried away but I swear we're getting to the actual college part now)

- one day Oiks isn't here

- Mattsun is dissapointed but thinks maybe The Pretty Boy overslept and was late for the bus

- but the next day he's not here either

- or the next day

- or the next

- Mattsun is pretty worried but has no way of checking if The Pretty Boy is okay

- luckily, the next Monday, Oiks comes back

- Mattsun is so relieved and happy to see The Pretty Boy again, that he comes to him and asks where has he been the past few days

- it was more on a whim and tbh Mattsun is terryfied of what he just did, because The Pretty Boy is even prettier up close, how will he be able to form coherent sentence when The Boy is so distracting? his chocolate brown eyes? faint freckles on his cheeks and nose? pretty. and his hair look really really soft and Mattsun feels the urge to check by himself if they're as soft as they look. and his lips-

- The Pretty Boy smiles softly and charmingly and teases him: why? did you miss me~? he explains that he was just sick, but he's okay now

- tho in the inside Oiks freaks out because the boy he likes noticed his absence??? was kinda worried apparently??????

- Mattsun says he's glad that he's back. Oiks says he's glad, too

- neither of them really knows what now and only sneak glances for a moment again. and smile like idiots

- finally Mattsun asks if Oiks really goes to the uni here. Oiks confirms and they fall into conversation

- Mattsun is studying medicine. he wants to be a pediatrist one day. says he has a bit of experience with children bc he often had to take care of his younger siblings when his parents weren't home. or his younger cousins bc he's one of the oldest in his generation in his family (Oiks tries to imagine Mattsun with children but can't. the vision of tall, sleepy-looking Mattsun with a few kids, smoll beans full of energy, doesn't really fit lmao)

- Oiks is studying astronomy but he aims to become professional volleyball player and the astronomy degree is just supposed to be plan B. he plays in the city's club

- Mattsun played volleyball too, tried to play in the uni, too, but you have to study a lot on medical degree so he had to stop. but he still loves volleyball

- "We're playing a match next weekend, Mattsun, you can come to watch m- us, if you want~" "What is with this nickname?"

- they give each other phone numbers and they start to text each other

- they text about everything - about their passions, their friends and families, their plans and dreams, their problems... and they text before lectures, they text after lectures, they text during lectures, they text-

- they always talk during the bus rides and are kinda dissapointed when they reach the uni and have to part their ways, but they often meet up when their lectures end

- Mattsun comes to watch Oikawa's match on Saturday. it's just a friendly match of the second squad of the club

- he's surprised by THIS Oikawa, so serious, focused and determined. well, "surprised" isn't the best word. he's fascinated. he knows Oiks as kinda childish, happy-go-lucky, charming, cute guy. but this Oikawa. he's hot

- Mattsun feels chills running up his spine every time Oiks scores service ace

- he whispers "fuck me" at one point and his heart stops for a moment when Oiks immediately yells "maybe later"... to one of his teammates. it was just a stupid coincidence and Mattsun feels kinda relieved he wasn't caught, but also kinda dissapointed

- he waits for Oiks after the match and compliments him (and discovers that blushing Oiks is really cute??? How can this guy be so cute, hot and then adorable again in matter of seconds?????)

- Oiks asks if Mattsun wants to hang out

- they go to the cinema

- the movie is so bad... at first they really wanted to watch it (or... tried to. they couldn't really focus on it), but then it got so ridiculous and they made fun of it all the time to the end credits

- they were coming back home by the bus but Mattsun got off with Oiks. he insisted on walking him to his flat

- neither of them really knows who initiated this, but suddenly they were holding hands

- they didn't really want to part their ways and just stood under Oiks's block of flats, still holding hands, staring into the other's eyes, relucantly thanking for the nicely spend time (relucantly - because they really don't want the day to end and they just hope the time would just stop and they could be like this forever)

- then Oiks wants to invite Mattsun to his flat, bc it's Saturday and his roommates came back home for weekend so the flat is only his rn, but he can't bc suddenly there are Mattsun's lips on his own and the kisses are slow and shy at first, but full of passion

- they end up spending the night in Oiks's flat. they don't really sleep much.

- they start officially dating after this

- they are very affectionate with each other. there's a lot of psychical contact between them, regardless if they're holding hands, entwining their legs when they're sitting on the sofa and watching tv, kissing the other on the back of their hand/temple/forehead/cheek/nose/lips or if they're just leaning on each other in the library, when they study to their exams (their friends were kinda annoyed at all this PDA but they got used to this eventually)

- they love cuddling. Mattsun gives the best hugs btw. they're strong, warm and make you feel so safe. whenever Oiks feels overhelmed and stressed - he goes straight to Mattsun and Mattsun holds him surely all the time until Oiks says what's bothering him

- Mattsun on the other hand loves when Oiks runs his hands through his hair. if he's feeling upset or just especially affectionate, he lays his head on Oiks's laps and Oiks grooms his hair almost automatically now, bc he's so used to this

- they go on a lot of dates, but there are no fancy restaurants or anything. they're both romantics at heart and they're perfectly fine with walks under the starry sky or sharing ice cream or picnics in the woods or just watching movies in the cinema or apartament one of them lives in

- there are a lot of gifts tho. small ones like alien pendant or Oiks cooking hamburgers for Mattsun, or big ones like big, thoughtfully planned date in the amusement park or a movie/music album with signature of their favourite actor/musician won with a lot of effort in the auction in the internet

- there was only one big fight between them - when Oiks got into the first squad in his club. he started kinda overworking himself (not much, but it was kinda harder for him to find time for others, Mattsun included) and Mattsun was worried. they quickly made up and Oiks still trained a bit more to hold his position in the first squad, but with Mattsun's help he was able to find time for everyone and everything important

- the time they go meet Mattsun's family is a trip Oiks won't ever forget. Mattsun's parents are really nice and all the siblings and cousins love him???? the smallest ones run to him when they see him and Mattsun can't even fully enter his home, because he opens the door and suddenly there are screams full of joy ("Issei" or just "Sei") and there are kids hanging from his arms and hugging his legs and climbing up his back???? and the older ones, who are teens now, greet him with a smile and ask him to help them with their homework or play cards/board game/some multiplayer online game with them, his mom and aunts have to intervene and ask them all to give Issei a room to breath, he will be there all weekend, keep calm-

- the kids like Oiks too, btw, but Mattsun is still their fav. all the time Oiks and him are there, at least one kid hangs out with them too

- Oiks thinks it's adorable and that Mattsun would be not only great pediatrist but an amazing dad too wait what who said that-

- the exams time is hard for them because they study a lot and don't see each other as much, but they're unseparable when the exams are over

- they rent a flat together on their second year and adopt a dog

- and live happily ever after

Thank you for the ask!!!