#confession 2176

[western-magical-girl-confessions]

“Ok, this needs to be said. You guys need to show Aisha x Nex just as much love as Aisha x Nabu. Why? Because Aisha and Nex as a couple works just as well as she did with Nabu, if not more so. Their names balance out meaning 'life and death' and for the record, Nex is NOT a copy of Riven, just because they look similar doesn't mean they're the same. Nex's personality is much more outgoing and sociable than Riven's who is more reclusive and brooding. Nex just gets a little arrogant but he has Aisha to cool him down and Nex helps Aisha be more trusting of others.”

[a-d-nox]

jörmungandr, the world serpent (asteroid 471926)

Jörmungandr is the son of the god Loki and the giantess Angrboða. Jörmungandr and his siblings, Hel and Fenrir, were living in Jotunheim when a prophecy was brought forth to Odin that one of the children of Loki would cause devastation in the future. With this knowledge Odin ordered that they be removed from the enemy land of the giants while they were young; Jörmungandr was hurled into the sea by Odin, Odin had hoped that the ocean would destroy the serpent. Jörmungandr grew to be an extremely large serpent as he consumed the sea - he was so large that he could encircle the entire world. Jörmungandr is often thought of as the original ouroboros. Jörmungandr is considered the archenemy of Thor. Thor's hatred of the creature stems from a myth in which Thor and company visited the land of the giants - the gods came to the gates of a castle but could not open the gates. The bars were luckily widely spaced in the land of the giants, so they were able to slip in - the king of the castle was put off by their unexpected arrival and said to them if they wanted hospitality, they would have to complete three tasks. Lift the king's cat from the ground - Thor was incapable of completing the task, he was only capable of lifting a paw from the ground. The next task was to drink the entirety of the castle's drinking horn - Thor who normally could handle his drink was not capable of completing this task again. Thor was irate and demanded that he fight one of the king's fiercest warriors as the final task. The king stated he could fight the castle's nurse who was an old woman - he failed this task too. The king confessed to them that he had used magic to trick the gods: the cat was Jörmungandr who Thor nearly pulled from the ocean, the horn was linked to the ocean and Thor nearly drained the ocean, and the old woman was actually the personification of age which no one has ever beaten. Thor was angered by this and went to swing at the king, but the king and his castle disappeared; from then on the king and Jörmungandr were considered enemies of Thor. Some believe this king was Loki in disguise who was attempting to free his son from his confinement. In one myth recounted in Prose Edda, Thor fishes for the serpent and fails to pull him up and kill him. During Ragnarök all three of Loki's children would join the chaos and battle against the gods - Jörmungandr would be killed by Thor at this battle, but Thor is thought to have died from one of Jörmungandr's poisonous bite. IN MY OPINION Jörmungandr in a chart can symbolize a) unknown and unexpected transformation, b) where you are large than most things, c) where people constantly try to end you, d) your connection to the ocean, and/or e) how banishment changes you.

i encourage you to look into the aspects of jörmungandr along with the sign, degree, and house placement. for the more advanced astrologers, take a look at the persona chart of jörmungandr AND/OR add the other characters involved to see how they support or impede jörmungandr!

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Treehouse

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by Xhaiyo

Damian always thought his feelings for Jonathan would go away, thinking if he said nothing, they'd disappear. He thought it was weird that he had a crush on his best friend, but the universe had other plans. So did his brothers.

Words: 2176, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Damian Wayne, Jonathan Kent, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Alfred Pennyworth

Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne, Jon Lane Kent & Damian Wayne, Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson & Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson

Additional Tags: First Kiss, childhood crush, Jon and Dami have feels for each other but they're too shy to confess, Dick predicted this, everyone knows, Underage Kissing, Accidental Kissing, Boys Kissing, Boys In Love, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Jonathan Samuel Kent in Love, Bets & Wagers

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[miraculousladybug-confessions]

“I don't think Rose liking Prince Ali is evidence against Julerose. Bisexual and Pansexual people exist.” 

[genshinconfessions]

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Our Top Posts in 2021

#5

thomato?? like the fruit???

(source, source - repost allowed)

- katheryne from liyue

98 notes • Posted 2021-10-16 02:35:32 GMT

#4

i think my favorite zhongven moment is when venti first visited liyue and zhongli was ready to throw everything down to support him but barsibatos was literally just like 'yo wanna drink'

- katheryne from liyue

107 notes • Posted 2021-08-02 12:01:23 GMT

#3

Them?

Them.

- katheryne from liyue

109 notes • Posted 2021-09-29 20:14:25 GMT

#2

LISTEN

you know how Raiden/Ei (idk what to call her honestly help) has that one Idle where she holds a small bird??

AND

You know how Qiqi wants a pet finch????

Conclusion: Ei/Raiden and Qiqi bonding over birds

-Seelie

:OOOOOOOOO

lucky for you, my friend, someone else had the same idea!

(source)

edit: this has been getting some attention, so i have attributed the picture source to the original artist’s twitter! before, it was some weird site called danbooru? it seemed like it was a site for collecting computer backgrounds and since this post is getting reposted a lot, i thought it’d be best to directly link the original artist.

- katheryne from liyue

133 notes • Posted 2021-09-01 20:00:57 GMT

#1

me: ugh i hate how the fandom paints ei as this uwu character

yae:

190 notes • Posted 2021-09-01 07:38:04 GMT

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sending luck to everyone!!!

- K^3 ❤

[ariendiel]

Summary: What if Bobby had found out about Noah trying to kiss his girlfriend, the girl he had to fight so hard for, the night before the finale of Love Island?

Pairing: Bobby x MC

Word count: 2176

Notes: This is a short story, and my first time writing mainly for Bobby. I’ve done my best to keep him in character. Thank you so much to @bellarxse​ for feedback!

What if he knew?

“Did you really dream about holding me in your arms?” “And a few more things. I want to start with this, though...”

Her body was tense like a drawn bow upon entering the bedroom where the vast majority of the other Islanders were fast asleep, with only the sound of soft breathing and the gentle rustling of sheets disrupting the quiet of the night. The walk back to the bed shared with Bobby seemed to take that much longer than usual, and the warmth of his body as she slid in next to him felt hot against her cool skin. Too hot. 

Her breath came fast as she restlessly tried to make herself comfortable, and Bobby easily woke having instinctively wrapped his arms around her. Peeling one eye open he looked sleepily at the beautiful girl next to him, immediately realising something was wrong.

“What wrong, lass?”

The moment of silence that followed seemed to go on forever, and Bobby’s whole body seemed to hold its breath until she finally spoke, her eyes meeting his in the dark.

“Noah just tried to kiss me.”

“He… what?”

Of course he had heard her, but his thoughts froze in disbelief as he carefully hugged her closer, a frown having crept its way onto his face as he saw the confusion and conflicting emotions in her eyes. Mouth hanging open, he was about to speak again just as she placed a delicate finger against his lips to quieten him.

“He confessed his feelings for me, and then, well, he tried to kiss me,” her voice was merely a soft whisper, almost strangely calm, and such a contrast to the burning feelings there were welling up inside him. “I turned him down of course, you’re the only one for me here, you know that, right?”

“Yeah…” What else could he say? He trusted her, he really did, but Noah had already almost turned her head once, after he himself had fucked up completely with that Operation Nope business. Now, the shy librarian, one of his best mates, had confessed his feelings for her and tried to kiss her. His girlfriend.

As he felt the rage and hurt boiling in his blood, the only thing stopping him from getting out of bed there and then was the girl in his arms. Her evident confusion and soft reassurances calmed him, making him realise that right now she needed him to stay as level-headed as possible.

“Alright, I’ll talk with him tomorrow,” he grumbled, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. “Thanks for telling me.”

“Of course, Boops, I love you.”

“I love you too.” A small, crooked smile managed to sneak it’s way onto his face at that. Oh how he adored her. “Now get some sleep, lass.”

Eventually, as he slowly caressed her back, she eventually fell asleep in his arms, but his own mind was still racing and he was struggling to keep up with his own thoughts. One thing he knew for sure though, and that was that he would have to confront Noah about it in the morning - the day of the Finale itself. He couldn’t think of a worse time for this to have happened.

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It was the last day of Love Island, and Bobby was up before everyone else, trying to distract himself by making some final-day-pancakes. He was getting more anxious and jittery by the minute as the others slowly joined him outside, and his jaw clenched tight when Noah finally arrived, clearly feeling awkward as he avoided looking at the others.

“What’s the matter, Noah?” Bobby said harshly, fixing the other man with as cold a look as he could muster. “You seem upset, almost as if you’ve just been turned down after trying to kiss someone else’s girlfriend.”

A hush instantly fell over the kitchen, tension suddenly filling the air as Noah shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other, the silence quickly becoming unbearable.

“He did what now? He tried to kiss...” Hope’s sharp voice cut through the tension like a knife, her eyes fixed on Noah in disbelief before quickly moving to fix on Bobby’s partner. “It was you, wasn’t it? You dirty little-”

“Hey!” Bobby interrupted, and quickly stepped in front of his partner just as Hope moved closer, recognising the dangerous look in her eyes. “Don’t you dare take it out on her, Hope, Noah’s the one who messed up. He hit on my girlfriend, on the last night, out of bloody nowhere, so I think I’m the one who’s got the right to be upset here!”

“Woah, slow down, both of you, what’s going on?” Gary asked through a mouthful of cereal, confusion written on his face, and Lottie rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms.

“Clearly some last minute grafting behind everyone’s backs…”

“I… It wasn’t like that.” Bobby looked at his partner as she spoke up, and he gave her a small, supportive smile. “Noah asked if we could have a chat on the roof terrace last night, and maybe it was because of it being the last day and all, or the alcohol, or both, I don’t know, but after he said he fancied me he…” All blood had drained from Noah’s face by that point, and he was slowly shaking his head, as if desperate for this not to happen right now. “... he tried to kiss me. I turned him down, of course!” She was quick to add as Hope opened her mouth to speak again. “But yeah, that’s what happened.”

“You agreed to go up on the terrace with him though,” Lottie said cooly and her eyes narrowed in scrutiny. “I’m honestly so disappointed. In both of you.”

“I thought you were my mate,” Bobby said, having turned to face Noah again, daring him to face him. “But instead you go and not only hit on her, but kiss her! The one girl I’ve ever fancied in here, and you knew that, Noah. You fucking knew how much she means to me, and you still tried to do bits with her, like some backstabbing coward!”

“We didn’t kiss,” Noah eventually spoke, his voice low. “It’s like she said, she turned me down. Don’t blame her, please, this is all on me, and only me. I should never have done it, and I’m sorry, to all of you.”

“So it’s true!” Hope’s voice was almost a screech as she turned on Noah, her fists clenched in anger. “You tried to cheat on me, you wanted to cheat on me, after everything… I should’ve known better than to ever trust you. You, you…”

Her voice broke just when she seemed about to blow up, and with a cry in frustration Hope stormed off, desperately wiping her hands under her eyes.

“Well done, bastard,” Lottie hissed and got up to go after her, and Noah ran his hands over his face in despair as he looked after them.

“Bobby, I’m so sorry,” he said quietly. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen, I just-”

“You just what? Decided to try your luck with another girl on the last night? I expected better from you,” Bobby said, his anger coming to the surface as his voice rose until he was almost shouting. “Especially from you! You were my friend!”

“I’m still your friend, if you want me to be, Bobby,” Noah said gently, not making any indication that he was going to fight back, instead almost steadying himself where he stood, as if getting ready for the worst

“You were meant to be the good one! So grown up and better than all of us in your obnoxious power couple, always shoving how you were ‘meant to be’ down our throats. Hell, I wish I’d never teamed up with Lottie to save you and Hope. If I’d only known you were gonna try and force yourself on her, my girlfriend… Go fuck yourself, Noah!”

“You’re right,” was Noah’s simple reply, the look on his face one of such heartbreak it was more than any of them had ever seen on his normally so hard-to-read features. “What I did is a betrayal of our friendship on a level I never thought I’d stoop down to, and yet… I’ve been living a lie for weeks, and I just, I just couldn’t bear it anymore, knowing Hope and I were falling apart, all while I was falling for someone else. Knowing it was our last night, and having had some drinks, it drove me to confess my feelings for her, feelings I’ve harboured for, well, a while. I should’ve never tried to kiss her, I crossed a line, and I don’t know what else to say. I’ve never been, eh, great with words. I’m sorry.”

“Way to ruin the Finale, lads,” Gary mumbled, just about having finished his cereal, glancing from one guy to the other.

“Damn it, Noah, you should’ve told us! We would’ve given you some advice, helped you deal with these feelings. We’re your friends!” Bobby slammed his fist down on the kitchen counter in frustration before taking a deep breath. “You should go have a chat with Hope, she deserves an apology too. You can come find me later so I can punch that pretty face of yours in private. Right now I think I need some time alone with her.”

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Bobby fiddled with the hem of his shirt as he sat alone on the roof terrace, his girlfriend having just gone to get ready for the Finale with the other girls after a heart-to-heart conversation. Their chat had put the cheeky smile back on his face, and the butterflies back in his stomach where they belonged.

He had felt so insecure, the thought of losing her to Noah having gnawed at him the whole day, but now? He loved her and he trusted her more than ever, knowing she’d never even considered Noah as a romantic partner throughout their time on the show, that it all had been a cumulation of misunderstandings and lack of communication. She wanted him, and only him. That thought alone was enough to make him grin like a fool. A fool in love.

“Hey, Bobby, mind if I, uhm, join you?” A deep, gentle voice made him sit up straight in surprise, he’d been so deep in thought he hadn’t noticed Noah walking out on the roof terrace. He’d never comprehend how such a large man managed to be so damn quiet, it had to be some librarian magic.

“Not at all, get yourself over here, mate.” Bobby’s lighthearted response was enough to make Noah visibly relax as he sat down next to him, smiling hesitantly at the cheerful baker. Giving him a closer look, Bobby raised an eyebrow at just how exhausted Noah seemed.  “You look like you’ve been run over by a lorry before being mauled by rabid badgers. Now I almost feel bad for saying I’d punch you… Was the talk with Hope that bad?”

“Yeah,” Noah sighed and ran his thumb thoughtfully along his bottom lip. “We’re done. I don’t think she even wants to see me again, which is fair enough. I mean, I’ve been such an idiot.”

“Not gonna argue with that,” Bobby said, but kept his tone nonjudgemental. It was evident Noah had suffered enough. “I get it though, my girlfriend is the best after all. I just wish you’d, like, told us about your feelings sooner, you know? Would’ve made things bloody easier for all of us instead of randomly trying to kiss her. What were you thinking?”

“You’re right, and I’m so sorry, I wasn’t thinking. The panic of feeling like I was possibly losing out on love just because I’ve been so indecisive and scared made me act like a dick. But, well, you know me, mate, always…” Noah paused, and taking a deep, slow breath he gazed out towards the horizon, the setting sun of their last day in the Villa casting them both in a warm, golden light “... rushing things.”

“You fucking wanker,” Bobby snorted as an involuntary crooked grin spread across his face and he nudged Noah with his shoulder, earning him a smile from the usually so stoic librarian in return.

The smile faded again though as Noah’s eyes fixed on a point in the distance, his features set in an expression of something akin to longing and deep melancholia. “Take care of her, Bobby, alright?”

“Of course, Noah,” Bobby said gently, serious for once as he placed a hand on Noah’s shoulder. He could feel just how tense the other man still was, the day having clearly taken a toll on him, as it had on all of them. “I never thought I’d find love, and then boom! There she was, a girl even more amazing than the perfect chocolate soufflé. So don’t worry. You’ll find someone, someday, trust me.”

Noah chuckled and the corners of his mouth turned ever so slightly upwards, a hopeful gleam in his eyes.

“Someday.”

[eternal-echoes]

Catechism of the Catholic Church

II. The Lord's Day

This is the day which the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.103

The day of the Resurrection: the new creation

2174 Jesus rose from the dead "on the first day of the week."104 Because it is the "first day," the day of Christ's Resurrection recalls the first creation. Because it is the "eighth day" following the sabbath,105 it symbolizes the new creation ushered in by Christ's Resurrection. For Christians it has become the first of all days, the first of all feasts, the Lord's Day (he kuriake hemera, dies dominica) Sunday:

We all gather on the day of the sun, for it is the first day [after the Jewish sabbath, but also the first day] when God, separating matter from darkness, made the world; and on this same day Jesus Christ our Savior rose from the dead.106

Sunday - fulfillment of the sabbath

2175 Sunday is expressly distinguished from the sabbath which it follows chronologically every week; for Christians its ceremonial observance replaces that of the sabbath. In Christ's Passover, Sunday fulfills the spiritual truth of the Jewish sabbath and announces man's eternal rest in God. For worship under the Law prepared for the mystery of Christ, and what was done there prefigured some aspects of Christ:107

Those who lived according to the old order of things have come to a new hope, no longer keeping the sabbath, but the Lord's Day, in which our life is blessed by him and by his death.108

2176 The celebration of Sunday observes the moral commandment inscribed by nature in the human heart to render to God an outward, visible, public, and regular worship "as a sign of his universal beneficence to all."109 Sunday worship fulfills the moral command of the Old Covenant, taking up its rhythm and spirit in the weekly celebration of the Creator and Redeemer of his people.

The Sunday Eucharist

2177 The Sunday celebration of the Lord's Day and his Eucharist is at the heart of the Church's life. "Sunday is the day on which the paschal mystery is celebrated in light of the apostolic tradition and is to be observed as the foremost holy day of obligation in the universal Church."110

"Also to be observed are the day of the Nativity of Our Lord Jesus Christ, the Epiphany, the Ascension of Christ, the feast of the Body and Blood of Christi, the feast of Mary the Mother of God, her Immaculate Conception, her Assumption, the feast of Saint Joseph, the feast of the Apostles Saints Peter and Paul, and the feast of All Saints."111

2178 This practice of the Christian assembly dates from the beginnings of the apostolic age.112 The Letter to the Hebrews reminds the faithful "not to neglect to meet together, as is the habit of some, but to encourage one another."113

Tradition preserves the memory of an ever-timely exhortation: Come to Church early, approach the Lord, and confess your sins, repent in prayer.... Be present at the sacred and divine liturgy, conclude its prayer and do not leave before the dismissal.... We have often said: "This day is given to you for prayer and rest. This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it."114

2179 "A parish is a definite community of the Christian faithful established on a stable basis within a particular church; the pastoral care of the parish is entrusted to a pastor as its own shepherd under the authority of the diocesan bishop."115 It is the place where all the faithful can be gathered together for the Sunday celebration of the Eucharist. the parish initiates the Christian people into the ordinary expression of the liturgical life: it gathers them together in this celebration; it teaches Christ's saving doctrine; it practices the charity of the Lord in good works and brotherly love:

You cannot pray at home as at church, where there is a great multitude, where exclamations are cried out to God as from one great heart, and where there is something more: the union of minds, the accord of souls, the bond of charity, the prayers of the priests.116

[kinsbin]

One Hot Proposal - KaiCree

Title: One Hot Proposal Ship: Kai ‘Gaia’ / Jesse McCree (SI x Canon) Word Count: 2176

Me? Finally marrying Jesse McCree? More likely than you think! I just wanted to write how our proposal went out ;w;

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The motel room was hotter than either of them would have liked. It's poorly insulated space allowed all of the outdoors' humid weather to seep through the cracks of the broken walls and weakened plaster. The pale yellow of the boxy room was all but sweating through the peels on its wallpaper as the ceiling fan droned on uselessly in a monotone hum. Kai had grown used to the weather in the southwest, their body almost preferring its intense heat t the chill of the Pacific Northwest or the unpredictable shakiness of the Midwest. Yet even this heat wave was proving unbearable in the utmost unpleasant of ways.

Their skin felt like it was sticking to their bones. Their sweat might as well have been rivers running through the dry cracks and ashy edges of their ashy body. Every breath felt like breathing down the barrel of a freshly fired gun, the heat overwhelming in their lungs as they exhaled a long, annoyed groan of pain in an effort to remove some of the pressure building in their bare chest. Their shirt had been foregone long ago in the presence of the ungodly heat, their body only clad in a pair of small gym shorts that barely hiked themselves around the meat of their thighs. Their short hair stuck to the back of their neck and - oh god - shaving their whole head sounded like the most ideal thing in the world at that moment.

As they contemplated the modification of their own body for the sake of cooling off, the motel door was pushed open, a familiar knocking warning them as to just who it was who was entering. Turning their head, they watched as Jesse McCree wiped his own sweat ridden forehead off with the hem of his button down shirt as it clung to his form with desperate, humid stickiness.

"Ice just about melted halfway to the damn room." He muttered as he threw a medium sized bag at the bed Kai was resting on. Kai scrambled to grab it, the immediate cool of the plastic a welcome change to their current temperature. Without thinking about it, they pulled open the bag of ice and plunged their hand into it, the immediate cooling sensation drawing a hefty and adoring sigh from their lips as their muscles relaxed in the pleasantness. They just barely registered the sound of the mini fridge door opening, the sound of clanking glass a distant echo compared to the euphoria of melting ice around their arm. They pulled a few of the cubes out and dropped them onto the back of their neck, shivering as the ice melted and dripped cold water down their bare back.

Another cold sensation pressed into their arm, making Kai startled and turn towards the offending object. A single beer caught their gaze as Jesse waited for them to accept his offering. The cap had been popped off already, the hissing sound of alcohol permeating the otherwise quiet white noise of the room around them. With a smile to their lips, Kai accepted the offering and pressed the cold glass to their lips, swinging their head back to take a much needed, refreshing gulp of the bitter tasting liquid. It burned their throat and left the taste of piss in the back of their palette, but fuck if it wasn't the best damn thing that they had tasted in the days that the two of them had been stuck in this dumbass heat wave.

Jesse took a seat at their side, his weight making the bed groan and bend in his direction as he took a chug of his own icy beer, a satisfied groan leaving his lips as he did so. Kai watched as he put the bottle to the side in favor of shrugging off the offending fabric of his shirt, its coiling threads far too conductive to the heat surrounding them. They pressed their bottle of beer to their forehead, rolling it in an effort to replace the sweat with condensation on their face as they offered over the bag of ice towards their lover with a smirk.

"I'm telling you," Kai teased, "Mei said that watchpoint down in the North Pole was still functioning if we ever wanted to head over and use it."

"Sounds like a dream, darlin'," Jesse chuckled in return, his human hand grabbing a fistful of ice to dump along his neck while his metal one held the bottle of beer firmly between its fingertips, "Just me, you, and a hundred miles of ice on either side of us."

"God, don't describe that," Kai groaned, "It's making me hotter."

"Ain't possible," Jesse declared, "You're already hot as can be."

Kai couldn't help the bubble of laughter that echoed through their mouth as they leaned on the other's side, their shoulders touching together. The sweat of their skin acted as a glue to keep them that way for a moment, sticky and unpleasant for a few seconds but manageable because - well - it was them that was doing it. Jesse could not stop his arm from going around Kai's shoulders and bringing them in closer, a sloppy kiss placed on the top of their head as he smiled. They touched their  cold beer bottle to his chest in return, making his own laugh chortle through the edges of his kiss.

"How much longer are we staying here?" Kai wondered as they pulled away from Jesse enough to take another sip of their beer, "We already have enough evidence that the guy we've been tailing is working with Talon. Shouldn't we just report to 76 and be done with it? I miss our air conditioned base."

"I did call him," Jesse's voice bordered on annoyed as he spoke, "and he told me that Talon's doubled air patrol guard in this area in suspicion of Overwatch activity so, until they get us new landing coordinates to haul our asses to, we're stuck in Dallas."

"Fuck that!" Kai declared with an angry huff, "We're so using the company card to order takeout tonight."

"Who do you think paid for the ice and these beers?"

Kai grinned at the other with a fond expression. Jesse could only admire just how handsome they were like this; even with their hair stuck in tendrils around their forehead with sweat and their bare chest softened with glittering perspiration, they were by far the most amazing thing he had laid eyes on. From the day that they met to the years that followed afterwards, Jesse couldn't recall a time where he didn't enjoy their company. He didn't want to recall a time where he did not have them at his side.

Those were dark days without them. They had their dark days too, but then they had found each other hadn't they?

Yeah...

Jesse blinked down at Kai, as if realizing something for the first time. The look did not go unnoticed by the other's observant and empathetic gazes. Kai's brow furrowed in return, their body shifting slightly to face the cowboy better as they tilted their head. They asked their question only after grabbing another handful of ice and pressing it to the back of their bare neck, the edges of water streaming down their shoulder and making wet spots on the hotel room sheets as they did so:

"What's up, Cowboy?"

Jesse took his time in responding, taking another drink of his beer and leaning back on one arm against the bed as he swirled the liquid in the glass before him. He watched as it danced on the sides of the amber glass, glimmering in the light that dared peek through the drawn blackout curtains.

"I was just thinkin..."

"About?"

"...Hey, would you wanna get married?"

Kai - who had been in mid sip of their beer - spit across the room in shock. The spray of their alcohol decorated the carpet on the floor in front of them as they choked in surprise, leaning forward to push the liquid from their lungs as their mind rushed to formulate a response somehow. Jesse watched them struggle to regain their composure, his hand reaching up to gently pat at their back in an effort to help them expel the beer from their esophagus. Kai's hand came up in a gesture of 'one second' as they finally cleared the burning in their throat. Tears had formulated in their eyes as they whipped their head around with a gaze of complete disbelief.

"I'm sorry, would I what now!?"

"Get married," Jesse repeated, "To... Me."

His hand rose up and rubbed at the back of his neck, the lackadaisical confidence he had in asking suddenly dissipating at the look they had given him.

"Never mind. It was a stupid idea. I don't know why I-"

"No! No you don't, hey," Kai reached out and grabbed at Jesse's leg with a raise of their brow, "I wasn't saying 'no', I was asking what... brought it on is all. I... Marriage? You wanted to get married."

"Well, yeah."

"To me?"

"Who else?"

"Plenty of other people," Kai laughed incredulously, "I... Jesse... would you be ready for something like that?"

"Would you?"

Kai shot him a pointed look, making the other sigh and throw his hand up as he assured them he understood.

"Look, I know what we got ain't the most 'normal' of relationships. We ain't ever gonna be the type to settle down or stay in one place for too long... But... I love you, Kai, and if there's any chance I can make that love last for as long as damn possible then - shoot- I want to do it. 'Sides, maybe one day we will get out of all of this Overwatch business... and we could settle down somewhere nice, ya know? If you ever want to."

Jesse paused and reached out, finding their hand in his own and giving it a solid squeeze as he licked his lips.

"I just know that there ain't ever gonna be another person as perfect for me as you."

Kai felt the redness of their blush creep up into their cheeks. It warmed the back of their neck and the tips of their ears as Jesse's confession fell with little filter through to their ears. To hear him think so much of them made their heart swell with a love they couldn't possibly begin to describe. It just made them... happy. Happier than anything had made them in their life and - God - it was all they could do not to start crying amongst the heat that was already pooling around them from the day's temperature. So instead they smiled, bright and excited and happy as they gave a tentative nod in his direction.

"...Alright, Jesse McCree... I'll marry you."

Jesse's grin grew wider than they had ever seen it. His face turned bright with blush and happiness as he leaned forward with a hoot of delight, wrapping Kai up in his arms and pulling them into his lap. Kai yelped as they tried to steady their beer glass in one of their hands, only to be interrupted when McCree's lips came crashing down on theirs with eager neediness. They grinned into the kiss as they returned it, the both of them tasting of alcohol and sweat as they sealed their proposal together with it like a letter.

"How do you want to do this?" Kai wondered as they separated. Jesse shrugged and leaned forward to kiss their neck instead, humming into their skin as his arms kept themselves firmly around them.

"Don't care. We should get it done quick, though. If that's what ya want, at least."

"Yeah, that's fine," Kai agreed with a tinge of thought to their words, "I don't want a big ceremony or anything like that... Hey, we could probably just find one of those elopement chapels here right? We'd have to do the paperwork for it all when we get back to Overwatch since we can't exactly give people our names and addresses 'round here but-"

"Fine by me," Jesse mumbled, nipping their skin gently, "So long as we get to celebrate the Honeymoon sooner than later~."

Kai rolled their eyes with a laugh, hitting his shoulder as he grinned up at them. They couldn't help the softness in their gaze as they ran their hands through Jesse's hair, pushing the locks back and watching them reappear in front of his face messily as they did so. Jesse smiled bright up at them, all blushes and puppy dog eyes of adoration as the held them on his lap close. Kai sighed with contentment as they leaned forward, kissing him one last, long and good time for good measure.

"I love you, Jesse McCree."

Jesse's grip grew tighter as they spoke, his nose nuzzling their own as he hummed.

"I love you too, honeysuckle. I always will."

Marriage or not, Kai thought, that answer was really all that they needed.

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

Could and Can

Could and Can by orphan account

While Kousei and Sen were on their work study, something horrible happened, and they both know they could have done more.

Now that they struggle to deal with their feelings in the aftermath, Sen knows that they can help each other get through it. It might even help them learn a few things along the way.

Words: 2176, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kaibara Sen, Tsuburaba Kousei

Relationships: Kaibara Sen/Tsuburaba Kousei

Additional Tags: Set During Endeavor Internship Arc, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Angst, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, Boys In Love, Sharing a Bed, Feelings of Inadequacy, Rare Pairings, One Shot

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34689823

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

The Love Crane

The Love Crane by BurnedStars777

Uraraka discovers she has a terrible aim when her origami love note intended for Deku lands on Bakugou's desk instead.

One thing leads to another, and none of those things are what she expects.

Words: 2176, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Falling In Love, Friends to Lovers, Love Confessions, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, BAMF Uraraka Ochako, Minor Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend, Uraraka Ochako is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki is a Dork, Love Letters, Origami

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27104689

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Treehouse

by Xhaiyo

Damian always thought his feelings for Jonathan would go away, thinking if he said nothing, they'd disappear. He thought it was weird that he had a crush on his best friend, but the universe had other plans. So did his brothers.

Words: 2176, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Damian Wayne, Jonathan Kent, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Alfred Pennyworth

Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne, Jon Lane Kent & Damian Wayne, Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson & Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson

Additional Tags: First Kiss, childhood crush, Jon and Dami have feels for each other but they're too shy to confess, Dick predicted this, everyone knows, Underage Kissing, Accidental Kissing, Boys Kissing, Boys In Love, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Jonathan Samuel Kent in Love, Bets & Wagers

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/44066157

[ao3feed-bnha-girls]

The Love Crane

The Love Crane by BurnedStars777

Uraraka discovers she has a terrible aim when her origami love note intended for Deku lands on Bakugou's desk instead.

One thing leads to another, and none of those things are what she expects.

Words: 2176, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Falling In Love, Friends to Lovers, Love Confessions, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, BAMF Uraraka Ochako, Minor Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend, Uraraka Ochako is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki is a Dork, Love Letters, Origami

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27104689

[sineala]

Fic roundup from You Gave Me A Stocking

So it occurs to me that I wrote nine stories for You Gave Me A Stocking (a fanwork gift exchange we were running on the 616 Steve/Tony Discord server, since the server is called You Gave Me A Home) and posted them a couple weeks ago and never ended up announcing them here on Tumblr. You’ve probably seen them already, but in case you missed them, here they are!

(And while you’re at it, you can check out the extremely lovely things people made for me.)

All I Wanted Was Something Beautiful (2302 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics), New Avengers (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Tony Stark/Other(s) Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Angst, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Anger, Extremis (Marvel), Consent Issues, Hate Sex, Complicated Relationships, De-Serumed Steve Rogers, Bittersweet Ending, Superior Iron Man Vol 1. (2015), Avengers Vol. 5 (2013), New Avengers Vol. 3 (2013), Additional Warnings In Author's Note Summary: Tony begins using Extremis to give each of his nightly conquests Steve's face. Then, of course, Steve finds out. On the Up and Up (1948 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Bullet Points (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Always a Different Sex, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Identity Porn, Getting Together Summary: Antonia Stark, WAC aircraft mechanic, has a number of questions when she is unexpectedly reassigned to Project Iron Man. Luckily for her, the most important one is answered very quickly. Where Are You When the Sun Goes Down (2142 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Phone Sex, Avengers Vol. 3 (1998) Summary: Steve and Tony find a way to spice up an otherwise-boring night on monitor duty. Mercy in You (9598 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: BDSM, Bad BDSM Etiquette, Scene Gone Wrong, Subdrop, Aftercare, Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Dom Steve Rogers, Sub Tony Stark, Cuddling & Snuggling, Praise Kink, Subspace, Love Confessions, Avengers Vol. 3 (1998) Summary: When Tony comes back from a very bad D/s date, in pain and abandoned by his dom, Steve offers to help Tony out and give him all the aftercare he so desperately needs. Already Taken Everything (670 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics), New Avengers (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Angst, Amnesia, Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Extremis (Marvel), Civil War (Marvel), Canonical Character Death, Canon Temporary Character Death, holy shit what's happened to Tony?, Unhappy Ending, New Avengers Vol. 1 (2004) Summary: Tony has a lot of good memories of Steve. He doesn't get to keep them. Just Put a Hand Up (2176 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Kidnapping, Rescue, Emotional Baggage, Happy Ending, Avengers Vol. 4 (2010) Summary: When Tony is kidnapped, drugged, and unable to free himself, it's Commander Rogers who comes to his rescue. But why would Steve bother? Steve doesn't even like him anymore. Wrecking Ball (1827 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Crack, Humor, Fluff, Mistakes, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Avengers Vol. 3 (1998) Summary: Steve is in a wonderful relationship with his teammate Iron Man, adored by the public. Steve and Avengers benefactor Tony Stark are just very good friends. It should be easy to remember that. I, Too, in Arcadia (494 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics), X-Men (Comicverse) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Tony Stark, Charles Xavier Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Introspection, Resurrection, Avengers Vol. 8 (2018), Dawn of X (Marvel) Summary: In which Tony Stark, 100% artificial intelligence, finds a gate to Krakoa. Eidetic (516 words) by Sineala Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, Avengers (Comics), New Avengers (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Transhumanism, Extremis (Marvel), Memories, Pining, Praise Kink, Pre-Slash, New Avengers Vol. 1 (2004) Summary: A conversation between Tony and Steve about memories.

[plus-size-reader]

Doctor/Patient Confidentiality pt 2

Hannibal Lecter x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2176 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Reader’s parents come over for an extravagant dinner with the much anticipated Dr. Lecter 

Part 1

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When the day of the dinner party finally came, you couldn't stop the butterflies in your stomach. You weren't sure if the deception would work or if your parents would even care, but more than that, you were nervous about hanging on Hannibal's arm all day.

Sure, you were comfortable with him. You enjoyed being around him but this was something else entirely. How could he even be sure that it would be convincing.

Luckily for you, he'd already thought about that. Hannibal told you that he'd take care of everything and he meant everything.

There was a knock at your door, which you scrambled to answer before anyone else in the home could. You weren't sure who it was but part of you hoped it was Hannibal. He would make you feel all better.

When you swung it open, you realized that it was in fact, not Hannibal. Instead, it was a driver, looking down at you with a comfortable smile on his face.

"Hello, can I help you?" you wondered, keeping the door open just enough for you to stand in the space. You didn't want any of your nosy siblings butting into your plans this evening.

They already had a hard enough time believing that a doctor had fallen in love with you, led alone that he'd throw a dinner in your honor.

Their distaste of you was similar to your mothers, drawn from the idea that you were inferior to them. They were doctors and lawyers but you weren't, you had always wanted to be a writer or an artist.

Frivolous activities, your mother had called them. They wouldn't make for anything useful, as you wouldn't in her mind. She thought you were genuinely a waste of space, but she was wrong.

Hannibal was going to help you understand that.

"Hello Ms.Y/L/N, I've come to pick you up. Dr. Lecter would like you to join him at his home, he has a gown for you in the back of the limo" he instructed, taking your hand in his own to lead you out of the house.

You didn't stop to complain about your pajamas, or the fact that you were in no way ready to leave your home, instead you followed him out...not bothering to say anything to your family as you did so.

Hannibal had thought it all out, he'd taken care of everything so all you had to do was go with the flow and not worry about anything else. It didn't matter if you showed up to his home in nothing but a robe and socks, he was prepared for anything.

And it wasn't lost on you that he was doing it for you. Everything he did was for you.

The drive to Hannibal's home was long, but well worth it. You stepped out of the limousine to one of the most charming and beautiful homes you'd ever seen. It was remarkable, but more remarkable than that was the man waiting for you on the steps.

"Good morning Y/N, I'm glad to see you could make it" he greeted, reaching out to wrap you up in a big hug.

The action shocked you but you weren't going to question it. Hannibal had never been a touchy-feely kind of man but if he was going to initiate the contact, you wouldn't stop him.

"Thank you for all this Dr. Lecter, it's quite beautiful" you complimented, gesturing around you both to the grounds. It was all well-kept and clean, not to mention well decorated.

He had clearly thought through everything, and it showed.

It anything was going to impress your mother, this would be it. If she was still unhappy after all of this, nothing would ever bring her the joy she desired from you.

"Not as beautiful as you" he muttered, trying to keep the words from your ears though you caught the sentence as it leaked into the air. You just weren't sure how to react, there wasn't a good way to reply.

It felt nice to know that Hannibal thought you were beautiful but perhaps it was more about the whole illusion than his actual feelings. Hannibal was putting this all on to fool your family, and was probably just practicing now.

"This gown in exquisite Hannibal, you really didn't have to" you tried, moving on from his brief confession, though he wasn't bothered by it. Hannibal understood that you were going to process things at your own pace and could respect that.

For the time being, this was more about the lie than anything else.

He was doing this to help you. 

It was nothing more than a favor between friends and you didn't want to overthink it. 

"I wanted to, trust me Y/N" he hummed, reaching around you to brace your lower back, which he used as leverage to help lead you into the kitchen where a plethora of smells were emanating. 

It smelled amazing, and made your mouth water but more than that, you just couldn't believe all the things Hannibal had done in preparation for this dinner. You weren't sure if anyone in the world had ever done something like this for you. 

"How can I thank you for all this Hannibal? This is incredible" you gushed, running your hand lightly over one of the cloth napkins that was delicately folded to accommodate the polished silverware. 

It was just too much. 

And it only got better. 

~ 

When your parents arrived at the door, they were understandably shocked about everything that they were seeing. For one, they had never seen you in a dress like that, and the building you were staying in was immaculate. 

Hannibal decided to pass it off that the two of you lived together most of the time because it made the illusion seem much more believable. 

Which you went along with, just trusting him to make this as real as possible for your health. 

You couldn't deal with your mother's nagging any longer. 

"This is quite the home Y/N, why didn't you tell us that you were so serious with this doctor person?" she asked, sneering ever so slightly down her nose as she looked around the entryway. 

You weren't really sure how to answer, instead just waiting for Hannibal to join you at the door. He was just finishing up with dinner and had asked you to get the door, telling you that he'd be there in a minute. 

Unfortunately, with your mother, a minute seemed like an eternity. 

She just asked so many probing question that you never had the right answer for. It was almost as if every single word out of her mouth was a trap and you were never ready for it. You just didn't know what to do. 

Luckily though, the approaching footsteps around the corner let you know that Hannibal was on his way, just in time to rescue you from her. 

"Apologies, I didn't want to overcook the roast" he pardoned, reaching out to offer your mother a hand. His other hand, the one that was free from her grasp fell on your lower back, pulling you closer to his frame. 

It was a little detail, but it made your blood pressure rise. You were in way too deep with your feelings for Hannibal and it was going to get out of hand. 

He was your psychiatrist, you just had to keep reminding yourself that. He was a doctor, a professional and this was all for your benefit. 

"My name is Hannibal Lecter, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance" he hummed, his voice just low enough to do something to you. The man really didn't know just how charming and delicious he was, and that was the hard part. 

One look at your mother confirmed it though. Normally she was opinionated and complained more than anything else but at the sight of Hannibal, her jaw was hanging slack. 

She was in awe of the man, who was more chiseled and handsome than any other man she'd ever seen. It shocked her that you'd managed to get him, but she didn't say that. She didn't want to make a bad impression on the gorgeous man in front of her. 

This was where she drew the line.

She wouldn’t dare treat you badly in front of a well respected man of his status...it would be near social suicide. More over, she smiled and offered her hand to him, which he took without missing a beat.

To top it all off, he pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand, which earned a surprised gasp from her, which she hid under a giggle.

“Oh my, aren’t you just dashing” she smiled, giving you another glance before following him into the dining room.

If anything, she looked jealous more than disappointed and you thought it was funny. Of all things, you knew that never in her life  had she imagined being envious of you.

There was no way you weren’t going to hear about this later.

The rest of the evening went swimmingly. Hannibal had thought through ever minute detail and it was perfect.

You sat by his side during dinner and enjoyed both his company and his sparkling wit and at the end of the night, your family left...seemingly satisfied for the first time in your life.

~

“What is it Y/N?” he wondered, noticing the way that you were staring off into the distance as he put away the leftovers from the meal. It was clear that there was something on your mind, but even he wouldn’t be able to help you until you told him what it was.

At first, you shrugged.

There was a lot going through your head at the moment, and you weren’t sure which thing took presidence over the rest.

But as quickly as you’d done it, you apologized. You knew how much Hannibal hated when you tried to shrug off your feelings.

“I just keep trying to figure out why you would do all of this for me” you allowed, your leg bouncing up and down on the floor as your nerves got the better of you.

The two of you had talked this topic to death but you still couldn’t wrap your head around it. There was no good reason for Hannibal to go to so much trouble for you, it didn’t make any sense.

However, as you stressed more and more over the issue, the man only smiled.

“I care about you Y/N, and I will not have your family treating you that way” there was something final in his tone, but that wasn’t good enough. You’d cared about people too but never had you gone to such lengths.

There had to be more.

“But after all this? No one has ever done something like this for me Hannibal” you continued, this time using his first name. You rarely used his real name in conversation.

Typically, you stuck to Dr.Lecter, or even Mr.Lecter when you were really out of it. Never did you use his first name when it was just the two of you, and that really got his attention.

“No one has ever truly taken care of you in the way that you deserve, but no longer...I am going to provide for you from now on” he promised, leaving the food forgotten on the counter to meet you at your side.

You were startled at the close proximity of his body to your own but not in a bad way. You simply hadn’t been expecting this.

“Hannibal?” you whispered, feeling your pulse quicken as he stared down at you. That usually stark, cold gaze was soft as he gazed into your eyes.

This was almost fun for him, you  made him feel like a predator hunting his prey but more than anything, he wanted to love you. It was as he’d always intended, and in that dimly lit room, after one of the best meals of his life, his lips met your own.

The second after he’d done it, there was a spark of regret in his stomach, but not for himself.

Never did he want to put you in an uncomfortable position.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I shouldn’t have” he started, only to stop once again when you smiled. Suddenly, all that nervous energy you’d been harboring all night long was gone, and you were confident and calm.

“Don’t apologize Hannibal, it was nice” you assured, pressing your lips to his own again, this time much quicker before turning toward the stairs.

The action earned a near shocked look from Hannibal but he didn’t stop you...he had to know where this was going.

“I think I should get out of this dress, don’t you agree?” you teased, heading upstairs, the man following after a moment of thought.

This may not have been his original intention, but who was he to complain? After all, he was the predator and it was in his nature to attract prey, in all ways.

[wachtuiltje]

In answer to @ellenya rhyme poem 2176

falling is something I do

wherever I am and that's true

the sauna is special though

a moisty floor's dangerous I know

though both of my knees as they should

bend very well and I could

have avoided the pain

I fell and I thought that's insane!

Already when I was age four

I fell through a window third floor

the doctor who looked at my eyes

refrained from giving advice

now I fall I do confess

not as dramatic god bless

but still after all I do

but it's me who's stupid, not you!

*

wachtuiltje 2019🗿

[ao3feed-tsukkiyama]

by proffie

Tsukishima is susceptible to cute things: Yamaguchi is one of those things.

Words: 2176, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Nishinoya Yuu, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Yachi Hitoka, Shimizu Kiyoko

Relationships: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi

Additional Tags: Drunken Shenanigans, Parties, Spin the Bottle, Drunk kiss, Confessions, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tsukishima Kei is Bad at Feelings, Kuroo is best wingman, Yamaguchi is dense, a little bit of lesbian yachi too, Fluff