#dont think about... kiss edition!

[vrnicky]

Okay so, it's settled!!! Here's the original post

Don't think about... Kiss edition! Event hehe

Basically, you request a certain skeleton to get a don't think about the headcanon of their kisses!

Rules!

I'm a little rusty of my writing so bear with me, I can give you a long headcanon to a short one <,3

You can request as many as you want! AFTER I'm done with your first request!! C:

All the kisses are platonic but not with Odell and Elias, it's gonna be platonic or avoided because they're minors.

I may take time so.. yeah have fun!!

You can search for the names of my skeletons here! No outcodes this time, sorry :(

If you can't choose or want something random, here's a random number generator! (The max number should be 77)

Tags, sorry again,,

@ratsoh-writes @under-art-reblogs @the1920sisntaphasemom @kiok0r0

[buggachat]

remember when miraculous ladybug finally decided to do an "adrien hangs out with The Guys" episode, like how we get scenes of marinette hanging out with The Girls all the time, but i guess the writers decided that the only way adrien would fit in an environment with a bunch of guys was if they were in a gay night club, and the night club was adrien's bedroom, and they were throwing around rainbow glitter and kissing each other and blasting The Village People so loud that it almost killed his already dead mother and

[sui-imi]

day 3: pranks | day 2: ACT to Flirt

* YOU have a feeling he's just toying with you...

PNG!sans belongs to me (@/sui-imi)

transparent / anomaly!reader belongs to @htsan

@sansxyouweek

[choccy-milky]

I would do anything to see Clora clobber the fuck out of Duncan fr

LMFAOO THIS IS SO FUNNY...ITS JUST SO RANDOM IT MADE ME LAUGH WHEN I GOT IT BAHAHA😭😭 so here you go anon, just for you 😌🙏

yes he is!! i headcanon that him and clora grow old together and once clora dies of old age, seb's job of protecting her is finally done so he breaks the horcrux and then follows her soon after 🥲 that means she'd die before him tho/he'd watch her die AND I HATE THINKING ABOUT THAT...SO I DONT....Kat_12739 on ao3 wrote about it in chapters 11 and 12 of every teardrop is a waterfall and in her version/story, sebastian outlives clora AND lewis and celeste, and its only once theyre ALL dead only then does sebastian break the horcrux and let himself die/meets them in the afterlife AND GIRL U BETTER BELIEVE I WAS SOBBING MY EYES OUT WHEN I READ THOSE CHAPTERS LMAOO so yes seb is immortal and will outlive clora BUT WE DONT THINK ABOUT THAT!!!!!! TRALALALALA

yandere anon idk who you are but i love you, the fact that you sent this ask IMMEDIATELY after i talked about which wip i should work on next is so funny. YANDERE SEB IS NEXT JUST FOR U, DW🫵

[oh-no-its-bird]

SO many amazing takes and additions in my reblogs and asks, I want to reply to each and every one of them but the skeletal claws of depression and unmedicated adhd keeps my ass sat in bed where I will read manga and stare blankly at a wall for 12 hours instead.

[nenoname]

.....ok it's legit wild to see people saying that emma may is unironically their fave character

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

warning - flashing

The fall of the house of usher edit !

[comicbookddr]

SERICA WEEK DAY 5: PROM

Every year is a new prom, and every year these two will go together, because they're best friends forever.

[vrnicky]

Don't think about kiss edition for Zen~

Please and thank you 😘

- Michelle

Of course of course! Welcome welcome <3

Don't think about how his kisses are slow and gentle, how he doesn't want to hurt you, how he nuzzles your cheeks and neck after every one. Don't think about how he gently kisses the back of your hand unconsciously.

Clearly don't think about how you won't complain about him forgetting if he has kissed you before and how you're more than happy to receive or give him kisses when he asks.

Just don't think about how flustered he gets when you take control of the kiss, just don't ;)

[geesecanon]

multiverse law dictates ford has been on the deep space nine station and i think he would recognize the whimsy in julian bashir's heart and they would be besties. he'd also critique the drinks at quark's bar and gets kicked out.

dax calls ford "[julian's] older gentleman friend" in a wink-wink-nudge-nudge manner and garak goes insanely jealous over a new fascinating older man taking up bashir's attention. he uses his connections to find out ford is an interdimensional outlaw and leaks it to odo, who does arrest ford and confiscates his equipment. bashir (and a reluctantly roped in o'brien) pull off a heist to get ford his stuff so he can flee that dimension.

b-plot of this episode is quark coming up with more and more complex drinks to try and impress ford's 'sophisticated' interdimensional palette, and holds up his escape to get him to try one last drink, which ford deems (one foot already in the interdimensional portal to escape): "very interesting!"

sisko has much bigger fish to fry during all this and lets it slide, only vaguely wagging his finger at bashir for doing a literal prison break. quark's new drinks end up on the menu and they are almost all a huge hit, except for the final one, which o'brien compares to "battery acid" and wonders how anyone could ever stomach the stuff

[jonahmagnus]

If I ever come out saying I like the "default" yaoi ship in a fandom shoot me in the head beacuse that aint me

[bmpmp3]

the really beautiful landscape/skyscape animation in makoto shinkai's works tends to be the big thing i see focused on and that is understandable and deserved like the weather and lighting effects are unREAL but i do think we should also appreciate how absolute insane the plotlines of his original movies get. at least two movies with in universe catastrophes with major ecological implications. the guns and explosions. theres that one movie i havent seen yet with the guy who turns into a chair (?)

[which-hospital]

sah, teddy and paige // cool about it by boygenius

[torgawl]

everyone here was soooo excited because a national channel was going to bring back this iconic tv series, directed specifically to the youth, from our childhood and adolescence that we are so nostalgic about after 11 years for them to disappoint us all with the trailer because it looks like elite 2.0

[vrnicky]

(Hehehhehehehheheheh)

Coffee / Cofi first pls!

Okay I was away for like the whole day, IM SORRYYY but I'm back hehe

Don't think about how Cofi likes to steal small pecks of you, in your cheek, forehead, nose and lips when you're distracted. How when you noticed he escaped successfully!!

Clearly don't think about how you take revenge on his stealing kisses and then he just freezes in place, smoke coming out of his skull and cheeks completely orange. How he died happily and will drop in your arms all dramatic just to make puppy eyes for you saying "just one?"

Just don't think about how needy he is for your kisses, just don't ;)

[beanxiv]

˗ˏˋ ꨄ︎ ─── THREE BEATS .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

d. wayne al-ghul x fem!reader , just under 1k word count

note: sorry for taking forever to drop this!!! btw this is partly a character study and partly me needing to output my love for damian wayne .ᐟ mood board linked in the title is edited by me but pics aren't mine obvi ! content: use of pet names, arabic petname translations: qalbi = my heart, hayati (my personal fav) = my life, i think that's all I used in there, but if not lmk and i'll translate!! 🏷: @wiseavenuelove && lmk if anyone else would like to be added :3 [main masterlist] . [dc masterlist]

“ and suddenly, everything that happened becomes easy. « و فجأة يهون كل اللي فات » ─── ”

damian is not soft. he’s the grandson of ra’s al-ghul and the son of talia al-ghul and bruce wayne. he’s ibn al khufach, trained by the league of assassins and honed to be the greatest assassin – to tame the world.

correction: damian was not soft. past tense. even when he tried his damn hardest not to be.

you bring out the best worst in him.

if someone had told him just a few months ago, that he’d be laying with his head in the lap of the most beautiful girl in the world— he’d scoff in their face. and yet—

“look at this one, dami,” you hum, one hand carding through his hair and the other tilting your phone down so he can see the tiktok on your phone. “isn't it so cute?”

you’re sitting on the couch in your apartment, and he’s laid up taking the rest of the space, head propped on the plush of your thighs.

“do you want it?” he asks, lifting his gaze from his sketchbook to look at the video then at you. it’s a toy— he thinks. he’s not actually sure what it is, but it looks like a toy.

“no!” you answer quickly, because you should've seen where this would go, “well, yes, but i just think they’re cute. do not buy me one, damian.”

he ignores you, instead clicking his tongue and lifting his phone to his face. “hirono dolls?” he mutters after a few moments of typing and scrolling.

“damian.”

“i purchased four of them,” he hums, not flinching when you shake your head and say his name scolding again. “my finger slipped.”

“they're like twenty dollars each!” you huff, to which he frowns.

“twenty? you’re right, i should get you more.” he mumbles all to himself, swiping at his phone again.

“damian!” you say for about the millionth time, reaching for his phone. naturally, the demon’s son’s reflexes are too quick for you and he jerks it just out of reach.

“you want the doll and i want you happy,” he offers like that makes complete sense— and in his mind, it does.

“i am happy without you spending all your mon—”

“it's my father’s money.”

“even worse!” you sigh in half amusement, half exasperation.

“i don't see how,” he shrugs, sitting up now.

“i dont wanna watch you spend money on me every time i open my mouth about something, dami.” your gaze follows him as he straightens.

“then close your eyes,” he smirks like he always does when he comes up with a smart quip.

you swat at him playfully, “oh, you are so insufferable.”

instead of responding to your insult, he catches your hand, brings it to his lips to kiss your knuckles.“i bought five more. they’ll be here tomorrow morning, hayati.”

you open your mouth to say something— another retort he assumes— but before the first syllable even leaves your lips, he tugs you down by your hand to flop against his chest. “don’t,” he murmurs. “let me show my affection.”

you melt against him, arms looping around his neck, “you know, there's a lot of other ways to show affection, robin.”

“is that right?” he mumbles, moving his sketchbook and pens out of the way with his left hand— right arm still circled around your waist— so that he can lay back against the arm rest, taking you with him. “enlighten me.”

and so you lean in, press a kiss to his jaw, then his cheek and nose, until you're peppering kisses all over his face— save for his lips, to his light frustration.

“i think i’ve been enlightened,” he says, taking your chin to pull you in for a real kiss. it’s soft, slow, and entirely unexpected of a man who learned to kill before he learned alif baa and taa. it also serves to show that this side of him is reserved for you, and you only. when your eyelids are fluttering shut, forgetting the world around you– remembering only this boy in front of you who's not perfect in the slightest way but tries for you. this boy who would drop everything to be at your side, who would drain his pockets for you inverse to the way you fill his heart. a boy who'd never think he'd ever belong to someone— or, more so, have anyone to ever belong to him.

and yet here you are, in his lap with your mouth on his, reverent and like a prayer on his tongue.

damian wayne al-ghul is rarely ever speechless, and right now— when your fingers are curling in his hair— his brain feels too foggy to come up with words. forunately for him, words go unneeded when you kiss him, because he finds himself speechless every time you do.

you’re pulling back all too soon, and your eyes are sparkling in a way that makes him feel like there’s a sparkle in his own chest. the silence isn’t uncomfortable, but his heart is beating enough in a way that makes him exhale, “honestly, i would have never thought you would be interested in small toys, though i suppose i shouldn’t put it above you to be so animated over odd things and knickknacks.” you blink at him for a moment, still caught between the phantom feeling of his lips against yours, and the way it makes you feel as if you’re floating. “what?” then your expression slackens into a deadpan, “oh, seriously? you kiss me silly and then insult me?”

he smiles again, the sort of smile that tugs at his lips when he’s trying not to smile, and he laughs a bit– a sound you’ll never get tired of. “i can kiss you silly again if you’d like.” “i’d like very much,” you mock playfully, already pulling him in by the front of his shirt.

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