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kukokun · 1 year

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what dating the hypmic cast would be like

Ichiro: honestly probably wouldn’t allow himself to date anyone until saburo graduates college. Unless of course, before that, his bros push him to date because they’re worried about him being lonely but they don’t want him to be happy I mean have friends I mean uh get jealous easily so I wouldn’t count on that :/. Other than that he’d make a really attentive and fun boyfriend who would always put you first but not before his brothers. Kuko is best to be his bf just sayin

Jiro: while dating he’d be really shy about it and would probably be a huge dork but definitely good at protecting them and they would have a good time.

Saburo: annoying lol (also sorry, sabu, you can’t date until you’re…….16 :////j)

Samatoki: if he likes you enough to date you he would be really nice and take you out on dates and buy nice presents but also he’d probably p busy with the yakuza stuff. also you might end up in a situation where he has to save you after you’ve been kidnapped by a rival gang lol

Jyuto: we know he’s a fake snake so you’d constantly be wondering what he’s up to and if he’s cheating, but it’s actually just money laundering. But before you find that out he would pretend to love you and treat you nicely but get annoyed easily so you have to watch your step lest he uhm get irritated

Rio: if you’re not able to coax him out of the woods to live in the city, you would have to constantly make the trek up into the woods where he is able to find dangerous creatures and he’ll make you eat them. Eating his food will be mandatory. Dice is the best candidate. As a boyfriend he probably wouldn’t treat you much different from anyone else except on certain occasions maybe? Like when kissing lol

Ramuda: I don’t think he would date anyone because he likes playing around so to speak but if he did, you’d probably be treated the same the same as those girls and he would be really afraid of letting his other side show, but if you’re not jakurai about it he could really open up to you

Gentaro: Challenge level impossible lmao BUT you might have fun for a bit until you get fed up, but I just can’t see him opening up… (tbh I can only see gentaro genuinely dating a man and he actually could open up if he was reliable and sincere all the time, unlike gen).

Dice: don’t even think about it UNLESS you’re okay with providing for him and his gambling addiction. I think it could work out like that. If you try to change him he might leave you for the streets again

Jakurai: would start off real nice and comforting but I’m sure he would get annoying real quick as a bf. Plus he’s really busy and probably wouldn’t have that much time to spend with you and he might not be that physically affectionate. Would probably straight up say nice things about you all the time and genuinely mean it tho

Hifumi: he would just treat you like he treats doppo

Doppo: he would be a handful as a boyfriend and hifumi is the only motherfucker in this town who can handle being around him all the time

Kuko: would be fun as a spontaneous fling but I think Ichiro’s the only motherfucker in this town who can really handle his antics as a boyfriend

Jyushi: if you can get him to trust you and stop using his visual kei persona around you it would be really sweet and I think you guys would have a good time

Hitoya: The people spoke the truth when they said he would be the best option out of all the other hypnosis mic members to date, all things considered. I bet he’d even be willing to change his hairstyle for you He’s got money and a decent personality. Nuff said ((Also that one CG gAh damb))

Sasara: endless jokes of course. About how happy he is to be with you

Rosho: I feel like this can’t really go wrong unless there is something wrong with you

Rei: the following is you, him, and/or your wallet

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i-write-hurt-not-comfort · 1 year

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Who do you think of the boys 'deserves' yui the most or fits with yui best?

thank you anon! now this is an interesting question because who deserves yui the most and who fits with yui the best are different things. and i have two different answers which i’ll explain below. under the tag will be general spoilers for all the games.

who deserves yui the most?

azusa. definitely azusa. of all the guys, i’d say he’s the only one who has never had any malicious intent. all the other characters have, at one point or another, believed they were better than yui and/or wanted to see her suffer simply for her to suffer. because they wanted to watch her in pain for their enjoyment.

now, azusa was never really like this. sure, he’s kinda creepy at first. and he does hurt yui, that’s true, but his reasoning is because he likes pain and he enjoys it, and he wants to make yui feel GOOD, so he hurts her. he’s unable to relate to her not wanting pain due to his childhood trauma. and obviously that’s not an excuse for hurting her, but i think it’s better than the others because his intentions WERE good. none of the other guys hurt or humiliated her because they wanted her to feel good. they did it to hurt her.

azusa also never really insulted or demeaned yui. most of the other guys, some more than others, very intentionally put yui down just to make themselves feel better (again, childhood trauma caused this, but they still did it). i feel like azusa is the only character who ever saw himself as equal to yui.

as the games progress, azusa obviously has his downfalls and he continues hurting others (lost eden, especially) but he always apologises. azusa is generally very good at recognising when his actions have hurt others and this is one of the reasons i think azusa stands out from the others. he always tries to make things right when he messes up and when he does, he shows very obvious remorse (crying, for example, which he does a lot) which again, the others don’t really do.

so yeah, i think azusa deserves yui the most. is he my FAVOURITE ship dynamic with yui? no.

who fits with yui the best?

ayato. i know. ayato? he’s an asshole. unlike azusa, he’s very obviously hurt yui for his own enjoyment, put her down and humiliated her, and in general was not good to her for the whole of HDB, most of MB and he falls back into those bad patterns in LE again.

but there’s just... something about their dynamic which i love. ayato spent his entire childhood being put down, called worthless, never thinking he was good enough. and he grows up as a narcissist because of it, deep down he’s vulnerable as shit.

and i think the one thing ayato needed in his life was someone the opposite of that. someone who saw good in him even when he was a piece of shit. someone who stuck by his side, was always there for him no matter what, and repeatedly told him he’s not bad. the moment for me where i really realised ayato and yui were meant to be was in ayato’s lost eden when yui finds ayato in the rain after reiji was mean to him. and she hugs him, tells him he’s a worthy king. and you know what? he cries. my man deadass cries.

there’s other scenes too. like, ayato’s chaos lineage is great. when he apologises to her for how he acted when he didn’t have his memories. and for someone who comes across as quite emotionally immature, ayato is fucking good at heart-felt apologies.

and then when he tells her he can do anything as long as he’s with her? gah. i was sobbing.

and in MB after story, he goes to university for her! ayato would do anything for yui. and i mean, all of them would, but i just feel like ayato and yui are meant for each other. he’s goofy, he’s a dork, he’s stupid, he just wants attention, and yui will give him that. he needed someone with such a good heart to soothe his broken heart.

honestly the development ayato makes from more blood, through dark fate, then to lost eden is my favourite development. and how yui brings him closer to his brothers too. aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. she always looks so happy around him too and the fact they can make each other smile like that...

i just love ayayui. they’re perfect.

#diabolik lovers #ayayui #ayato sakamaki #azusa mukami

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lululawrence · 1 year

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i saw this ask and was so confused like... what did i do without realizing?? hahaha and then i remembered i had added a list thing to my queue. FUN!! thank you for sending this! haha

an artist whose work you like

here's the thing with this question, i don't know what kind of artist you're asking about here haha so if we're talking about what you'd think of with traditional artists, i'm gonna be a DORK and say two of my friends' art is absolutely up there. one of them actually was able to quit her "day job" a few years ago and set up a studio to do art full time and i'm so happy for her! she's so amazing. her name is Erin Birum and you can find her website here. The other is Dane Terry, and he legit just sells his stuff on his FB page haha he started with selling a lot of penis art, and he's incredible honestly, but what my personal vibe is his oil pastel landscapes. it's just BEYOND incredible the shit he can do and capture. it's gorgeous. if i remember, i'll post photos of the art i've gotten from him later. maybe same with erin, actually. ANYWAY. Dane actually is a musician who tours his music as well! he was without a piano for the last while, but he just got it back and is back on his shit so i'm loving it. you can find him on spotify! he had a few nights sold out at the palladium in london on his uk tour last year and i've never been so fucking proud.

NOW as for fan artists?? i cannot name a favorite. i'm horrible with favorites anyway, but there's seriously so many incredible fan artists here! to choose one would be impossible. how about instead i'll name some of the incredible lovelies who have worked with me for collaborations or commissions? is that okay? cause obvs i love their work haha @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk, @moon-sun-thyme, @londonfoginacup, @hrrytomlinson, @pasmwa, @harrehleh, @harrygotthebee, @rishimaaaaa, @fallinglikethis, and GAH there are so many others! i know i'm forgetting some, i'm so sorry. but just. so many different kinds of art and so many different artists who are all so incredible! love love love.

thank you for participating! i hope this was... waht you wanted in answer to this question lmao

send me a number and i'll try to answer before going to sleep tonight

#asks #Anonymous

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kitkatscabinet · 1 year

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Oh perfect! Also, all of those are great and this was maybe half of a way for me to get you into ffxv, I'm so sorry 🥲 but if you like any final fantasy games, you might like this one!

But I'd love to introduce to my baby boy, my pretty man, the love of my life, Promtpo! He's my favorite, my bbg if you will 😌 he's the gun weilder of the group and he's got so many freckles to, gah I love him. I honestly feel like his voice lines when roaming around are the funniest, he also takes photos during fights, so you get some epic shots during fights. His dlc episode is also my favorite and tbh the only one I really care for.

Now if youre not for blondes but prefer maybe the beefier of guys, there's always gladio! Basically the tank of the group, he weilds the big swords, claymores basically. the grade A beef cake, he's also got a younger sister, so he can be a softy

Also yes, thats a yassified version I edited of him

Noctis, crowded prince, the protagonist for the game, sometimes grumpy, mostly a dork, there was a scene during the old assassin's creed event, he went on a rant to gladio about the game, he's just a Lil dork. I actually named my cat after him. Now for him, he can weild any weapon, so he's a great versatile use

Also the only photo I have of him on my phone because most of what I have are of prompto

Iggy, the mom of the group. He cooks and he's british, a very suave man. He's the one who does most of the driving unless you decide to take over, noctis is apparently bad at driving. Honestly, even for a game, his food always looks so good

There's also some great villains as well, one who isn't exactly a villain per say, loqi my personal favorite out of the three, he's just so pretty 👉🏻👈🏻

Anyways, so sorry about this long thing, I just get giddy at the chance to talk about this game. I love this game and if I can, I try to buy more and more of stuff for this game. If I can convert more people into liking prompto, I will 🥹

I have actually played ffxv! It was a few years ago but it still holds a soft spot in my heart, to this day stand by me still makes me cry like a baby. That ending was so not swag for my soul.

I’ve always been an Ignis girlie myself, but I do admit to not knowing anything about the villains as I have not played any of the dlc.

I have actually been considering writing for it but I’m not as into it as I used to be 🤷‍♀️

#kat’s asks

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xxcallmemaryxx · 2 years

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Can I ramble about her? Cause i wanna ramble about her. She's so intelligent and yet such a dork and super cute and and when she laughs my heart feels good and like, she likes things so whole heartedly?? Like it's not just "oh yeah I like that thing" she gets so animated and waves her hands around and is passionate and listens to me when I get passionate about things too?? I haven't stopped grinning all evening 😊

PLEASE YES RAMBLE AND GUSH AND SPEW ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS TO ME

She sounds like a DREAM!!! GAH this is making me so giddy, it honestly sounds like you’ve found your special person. There is NO GREATER feeling in the whole world, then when the one person you want… wants you back just as much and gives the same energy you give them. It’s so beautiful when you find your happiness, I am so happy for you.

#wine spilt

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fandomfairyuniverse · 2 years

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THE HOSE SCENE IS PRECIOUS BYE

#JUST THEM HAVING FUN SPRAYING EACH OTHER WITH WATER AND BEING DORKS #KIDS IN LOVE #GAH I LOVE THIS #honestly reminds me of being that age #I make myself sound so old I’m literally like a year older than them but ANYWAY #utsukushii kare #my beautiful man

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feedthemadness-sweetie · 3 years

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Me: "I want to talk to my mutuals, to fanfic authors, make friends across the GLOBEEEE"

Also me: "Did I press the anon button? Did I grammar and spell check x40 times? Was my tone too much? Oh shit what if I'm bothering them? Did I press the anon button? What if they don't wanna talk? What if I accidentally offend them? What if they hate me? What if they think I hate them? Did I press the AnON BuTtoN?!" *AGGRESSIVELY REFRESHES TILL THEY ANSWER*

#awkward person problems #anxiety problems #madness tries to express her love #madness tries to make friends on the interwebs #honestly tho #yall are so amazing and talented #and im here like: resident dork #sighs #and yea almost everybody's super nice when they answer #but im like W H A T I F THEY HATE ME #promptly pushes anon #also my hyperfixations drift v v easily (curse you brain)#so WHAT IF YOU HATE ME WHEN WE DONT SHARE THE FIXATION ANYMORE :(#gah i think too much #ay whatever #ill just love you guys via anon #madness rambles #madness loses her mind

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bokubooo · 3 years

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kageyama t. + hinata s. — three in one

part of @atsuvu 's that's queer collab

pairing: 1styear!kagehina x 1styear!gn!reader

warnings: poly relationship

notes: is this good?? I hope this is good. it feel sorta rushed but I had to step away from writing this bc the first time I wrote it I lost everything and had to completely rewrite it-

kageyama and hinata had both been unprepared for their mutual feelings for you.

while they'd both been dating for months now, they still couldn't get you out of their head.

did this count as cheating?

after a while, they had a conversation about their feelings, coming to terms they did still love each other while they loved you too.

they'd heard of relationships with multiple people in it. why not try it?

so the two stood in front of ukai's store, a bag of steaming meat buns in kageyama's hand as they anxiously awaited your arrival.

"shoyo! tobio!"

you're sprinting figure entered their field of vision, you waved, holding your bag over your shoulder as you approached.

"sorry I'm late!" yous aid as you skidded to a stop. "club activities ran later than I'd been expecting."

"it's alright y/n!" shoyo said, barreling into you to embrace you in a hug, which you returned.

"we have meat buns," tobio said, offering you the bag.

you took one, blowing on it before biting into it.

"so what did you want to talk to me about?"

the wonder duo exchanged a look, suddenly their demeanor became nervous, fidgety.

"well uh-" shoyo started.

"we wanted to-" tobio said at the same time.

they exchanged another look and sighed, bowing their heads and you look at them almost astonished.

"we wanted to tell you we both have feelings for you!" they said in sync, and honestly if you didn't know any better you'd say it seemed as if they'd practiced saying it for hours.

"wait- HUH?!" you could've dropped the bun in your hand as you took a step back. "but aren't you guys dating?!"

"we are but-"

shoyo cut tobio off. "we still like each other but we also have feelings for you it's kinda complicated but we wanted to discuss having a relationship with you too I think it's called a poly relationship? we talked about it a lot and wanted to maybe see-"

tobio cut off shoyo's rambling with a chop to the head. "stupid, you're freaking them out!'

"gah!! sorry!!"

"what we wanted to ask if mayeb you wanted to try having a relationship with both of us? that is if you want I mean do you like us like that we didn't ask-"

you giggled, cutting off tobio's begun ramble. "you two are such dorks," you say. "yes, I suppose we could try being in a relationship altogether. but it's gonna take a lot of talking."

shoyo brightened, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"we can meet at my house if you want!" The excited redhead said.

"boke none of use want to take the long-ass trip all the way to the mountains! we can just meet at my place!"

"we can just go to a cafe," you commented.

the two boys agreed, and you walked with them until your had to part ways.

entering the relationship with them was slow. you all agreed baby steps and communication was key to this relationship. you were sure everyone would get equal love and attention and no one would be excluded.

the three of you went on dates together and overall spent a lot of time together trying to get the ropes of this relationship.

and now, a year in, as second years, the three of you truly felt as if you knew what you were doing.

as you stood in the stands, watching your boyfriends, you cheered them on as they battled with the opposing team.

"GO SHOYO! GO TOBIO!"

you whistled as they did one of their famous quick attacks, smiling so brightly as they took match point and won the match.

you ran down from the stands where you'd been watching, sprinting to where the duo were hugging each other as you barreled into them, an arm wrapping around each of their necks as you hugged them.

" I don't think I'll ever get tired of watching you guys," you chuckle as shoyo peppers kisses on your cheeks, and then tobio picks you up to give you a tight hug.

"as long as you cheer me on my spikes will break through! I promise!" shoyo cheers and tobio rolls his eyes.

"dinner on me tonight!" you say and there was a protestant gasp from the both of them. "no buts!"

being in a relationship with them had its ups and downs. sometimes you'd get stuck in the middle of their squabbles, and more often than not they fought over who would pay for dinner but it was always worth it for the shared love.

as you lay in bed with the two men so many years later, your body sandwiched between them as shoyo's arms encircle your waist with his leg thrown over yours and tobio has his arm resting across you and shoyo's bodies, you know this is love and you never want this to end.

"we're in this together," you whisper as you shut your eyes to sleep.

#hinata s.#kageyama t.#hinata shoyo #hinata #hinata x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #kageyama tobio #kageyama #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio x reader #kagehina x reader #kageyama x hinata x reader #poly #kagehina x reader oneshot #kagehina #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#.sealed + stamped #.karasuno

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amaya-chwan · 3 years

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A THERAPY GAME RESTART SURPRISE for you lovely humans~

Hello lovely humans! I hope you are all doing well! 🥰❤️💛

I'm currently in lockdown where I live because of the delta variant strain (😭), so I've been home cleaning! And hohoho guess what I found? Why, it's the Animate bonus for the first volume of Therapy Game Restart when it was first released! ❤️💛💜

I remember reading it when I got it earlier this year, but I wanted to share it with you lovely humans before the next chapter of TGR comes out in 2 weeks (14th July)! 💖🥰🎉

The story follows Shizuma and Minato when they have a photoshoot for the first volume front cover image~🤭💖 Oh and I think my photoshop skills have improved? But I'm not sure? Looks decent though, so that's good, hahahah!)

And on that note:

⚠️Please do not reupload or repost these images anywhere else! And more specifically, please do not upload it on manga hosting websites!⚠️ Thank you!

Without further ado, please enjoy the 2-page short story from Hinohara-sensei after the cut~ 🥰✨

And that's it for this short story! THANK YOU FOR READING AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED! 💜 It's so freaking adorkable, I'm squealing all over again! 🥰❤️💛 But poor Mama, ahaha! That vein is about to burst! 🤣

📢 Please support Hinohara-sensei by purchasing her books, CDs, and merch! 📢

(There is one final Therapy Game/Secret XXX merch drop on Sunday, 4th July 2021 [Japan time]! There'll be limited quantities of the items, so check it out if you're interested and purchase them ASAP when they're released on Animate. The item listing is already on the website, waiting to go live for orders on Sunday!)

⚠️ Again, please refrain from reuploading/reposting these images elsewhere, and please just enjoy them in this post! ⚠️

As always, stay safe during these turbulent times and look out for each other and for your loved ones! 💜❤️💛

I'll see you all for our next set of takeaways soon~ ❤️💛💜

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atlas-private · 3 years

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Snaps - WhiteKnight

Weiss: Gah! How hard does taking a good selfie have to be!?

Yang: You okay in there Weiss, everything coming out alright?

Weiss: Go away Xiao-Long, I'm trying to get good lighting!

Yang: What for, you trying to get a good ass-shot for VB or something?

Weiss:...

Yang: Weiss?

The door to the bathroom opens and before Yang could peek in shes quickly pulled in by the Heiress.

Yang: Hey now what's the big- Butt...

Before Yang stood Weiss, still wearing her school top and heels. Although her skirt was missing showing off the Heiress's smooth legs and a rather risque looking pair of light blue string panties that left little to the imagination of what exactly she hid underneath that skirt. Yang even thought she noticed the faintest tuft of white hair peeking above the pantyline.

Yang: Damn Weiss, where the Heck have you been hiding that?

The Heiress at least had the decency to guffaw.

Weiss: I'll have you know that unlike you, I don't flaunt myself about.

Yang: Fair point but I mean honestly, your ass is on par with Blake's!

Weiss huffed.

Weiss: As much as I appreciate the compliment I need your help. Here take a look at what I have so far.

She handed Yang her Scroll with the photo gallery opened, in it were various photos of Weiss in different poses and state of dress. Although Yang did see the progress of when Weiss first started taking to first shot, fully clothed and looking at the mirror unsure, to her current outfit with her butt on top of the counter and towards the mirror.

Yang: Well these all look good enough honestly, but why do you need my help?

Weiss: As much as it annoys me to say it, I believe you have a more critical take on how best to woo the opposite sex.

Yang: Pardon?

Weiss shook her head and sighed.

Weiss: You know how make man horny?

Yang: Oh! Damn right I do!

Weiss: Exactly, so can you give me some advice?

Yang gave a wide grin.

Yang: Well then have no fear, Yang is here!

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Inside of JNPR's room, Jaune and Ren where currently relaxing while Pyrrha and Nora were sparring in the arena.

Ping

The sound of Jaune's Scroll going off from getting a message had broken the comfortable silence.

Ren: A message?

Jaune: Yeah, probably Pyrrha and Nora wanting us to meet them at the cafeteria.

Jaune checked his Scroll and went to the message, seeing that it was from Weiss.

Jaune: Huh, maybe she wants to schedule another study session?

He opened the message and coughed in surprise. Weiss had sent him a picture, but a rather lewd picture that made Jaune stiffen in more ways than one.

The picture was of Weiss holding the scroll above herself and wearing an unbuttoned school shirt, looking at the camera with her tongue poking out just a little. As he kept looking he saw that her skirt was missing entirely and that other hand was pulling the front part of her panties outwards showing the barest hint of her crotch but giving Jaune the answer that she was indeed a natural white.

Before he could respond he received another message from Weiss.

This time it showed her laying down in her bed looking at the camera with a smirk. Although now she was entirely naked save for the pair of panties from the picture previous. Her shapely ass raised up to give a view to him and with a caption just above the open area.

Weiss: Now you send me something my Dork Knight.

Jaune only gulped at the request, he never knew Weiss was able to be kinky, or at least he thought it was kinky. Plus something about seeing the prim and proper Heiress posing in such a way really got his gears going, but there was one problem.

Jaune: Ren?

Ren: Yes Jaune?

Jaune: Can you give me advice on how to talk a nude selfie?

Ren only raised a brow at his leader, and became slightly worried that growing up with Nora had dulled his sense to dealing with the absurd.

Ren: Of course, first remove your shirt-

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Weiss currently sat on her bed in an embarrassed state. Now clad in a bathrobe after taking the last picture, and had been a mix of emotions ever since. First she was proud of sending not one but two pictures to Jaune. This quickly died down to regret in thinking she could've sent something better and finally into worry that Jaune might think if her as a Harlot.

Yang: Yeesh Weiss it's just a nude, not like you asked him plant a baby in you or something.

The response she received was a pillow being thrown at her.

Weiss: You don't get it Yang, what if he thinks I'm too small or what if he thinks my butt is too big? Or or or- Mmhmph!?

She found Yang's hand suddenly covering her mouth.

Yang: Just chillax Weissy, you just gotta have faith is all. Now just take a few breaths and you'll get results.

Weiss stared at Yang and did as told, calming down a bit until she heard the familiar Ping of her Scroll going off. She looked at Yang again, and Yang looked at her.

Weiss: Can you open it for me?

Yang raised a brow at her.

Weiss: Right, this is between me and Jaune now.

She readied herself for whatever response he had given. Opening the message to find two pictures from Jaune and she felt the heat on her face rising from what she saw.

The first picture was of Jaune, stood in front of the mirror without his shirt and flexing. He seemed to be embarrassed if the slight blush was anything to go by but he still stood proudly. Weiss had to admit that Pyrrha's training was doing wonders for his body there was a caption to go with it.

Jaune: I'll do my best to appease you.

She smiled at that, something about that message just clicked something inside if the Heiress. The second image however was far different. Much like her own picture, Jaune was laying in his own bed on his back and scroll facing downwards. He still had his pants on but the belt and zipper was undone and allowed the Arc to pitch a sizeable tent with his white boxers as even the waistband had been lifted ever slightly to give a small glimpse within. Weiss gulped, her first thought being that the size would destroy her, but also that Jaune was a natural blonde all the way. This one also had a caption.

Jaune: Your knight's blade is at the ready your majesty.

So distracted Weiss was that she failed to notice Yang moving up beside her.

Yang: *whistles* Damn VB, you gonna tear Weiss up with that!

Weiss snapped out if her trance and did the only thing she could think of.

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Across the Hall, Jaune was putting his clothes back and adjusting his member when he heard the familiar shrill if the Heiress.

Jaune: Uh, was what I sent her that bad?

At the question, Ren came out if the bathroom when he gave Jaune his privacy.

Ren: Not in the slightest, those poses were rather good for the sudden moment.

Jaune: How can you-

Ren: I did a modeling gig before Beacon started for some cash.

Jaune: But-

Ren: It was for someone who's last name was Adele, can't fully remember. Tell no one by the way.

Jaune: Oh... Okay.

The two were in silence save for the yelling still coming from across the Hall.

Jaune: Hope it wasn't too bad though.

They heard the laughing shout from across the hall.

Yang: He's gonna destroy you with that thing!

Weiss: Won't know until I try it Xiao-Long, now give me back my Scroll!

Ren only looked at Jaune who was blushing now.

Ren: It seems it was good enough Jaune.

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July 8th, 2021

(Hello there, Private here just saying this is my first NSFW-ish type story. Honestly, it's difficult to make male nudes sound attractive since from what I've seen is either measuring with something or stark naked in the mirror. No sense of creativity I tells ya. But the ladies have some more leeway, but only few of them do get creative.

Anyways, thanks for your time and have a great day.)

#weiss schnee #yang xiao long #jaune arc #white knight #rwby #lie ren #jaune x weiss

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razorblade180 · 2 years

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Impact

School girls:Happy Valentine’s Day Nick!!

Nick:*holding chocolates* Thank you! You’re all really sweet Seriously, I can smell the sugar. (Aunt Ruby is gonna have a stomach ache)

xxxx

Teammate:H…Happy Valentine’s Day! *holds chocolate*

Valerie:Oh, really? *red* That’s Umm, thanks. But…I’m sorry. I don’t think I should take this.

Teammate:Oh….okay….

Valerie:(Shit!) No, it’s not- you’re a cool guy and all. I would just feel bad considering I didn’t pick up on your feelings and my feelings are…a mess. But hey, word on the street is the captain of the tennis team thinks you’re cute~

Teammate:What?

Valerie:Yeah. I don’t know if that’s your type but I think you should go for it.

Teammate:Okay…*smiles* yeah, thanks.

Valerie:No hard feelings?

Teammate:Pfft, your tackles hit harder.

Valerie:Jokes on you, I take that as a compliment!

xxxxx

Underclassmen:Happy Valentine’s Day! Will you be my valentine!?

Eliza:(Another one? This is like number eighth. What’s with these freshmen.) Umm I appreciate your boldness but, I decline. I don’t know you and you don’t really know me. Wouldn’t your money and effort be better spent on someone you’re at least acquainted with?

UC:I…guess your right. Sorry to bother you. *leaves*

Eliza:….*looks left* What?

Nick:This is why you lost to me in the election. It’s one thing to say no, but you basically said “you wasted your money.” That’s a bit rough. Nobody wants to hear that!

Eliza:No I- okay, point taken. Fuck. *rubs forehead* I hate it when you’re right. Gah, no, I’ve done this eight times already!

Nick:What!?

xxxxx

Summer:Happy Valentine’s Day!

Crowd:We love you!!!

Summer:I love you too!!!!!

Hundreds of roses thrown on stage.

xxxxx

Valerie:Hey, don’t read into this. *holds out self made chocolate*

Nick:….I won’t, but only if you think about these. *pulls out roses*

Valerie:*red*….Fine, you win. (Not like I wouldn’t)

Nick:(How can I not read into this!? These aren’t store bought! Why do much effort!?)

Valerie:You’re reading into it.

Nick:Cut me some slack. It’s only been seven seconds. *smiles*

Valerie:Pfft, dork.

xxxxx

Nick:*burning Summer’s letters*

Summer:How many were disturbing this time?

Nick:They are smart to write anonymous. That’s all you need to know. Also please never buy open toed shoes.

Summer:Eugh! Did I get anything decent!?

Nick:The pile is in your room.

Summer:Thank you! I love you, my filter of a brother!

Nick:Taking these to winter next year. Maybe we can scan for prints and start making a list…

Summer:Please don’t choose violence.

Nick:Love and war Summer, love and war….

xxxxxxx

Veronica:*laying in bed*……..

………….

*scroll vibrates*

Veronica:*looks at screen*

Nick: “Happy Valentine’s Day from a ice skater to a surfer! 💙”

Veronica:…..*sniffles* “Thanks, honestly this made my day and-”…….. *backspaces*

……

Veronica: “❤️”

#rwbabies #nicholas schnee #summer schnee #eliza marigold #veronica belladonna #val valkyrie #rwby twin snowflakes

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sailors-diary-for-elise · 3 years

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Good Morning Love

GAH SORRY I DISAPPEARED GUYS. I JUST STARTED A NEW JOB AND I’M WORKING FULL-TIME AND USUALLY BARELY HAVE ANY ENERGY TO FUNCTION! But here is a little bit of a short fluffy San x Reader oneshot for y’all. It’s not the best, I know, but I hope you’ll enjoy it!

Warnings: NONE. It’s honestly super fluffy and based off a dream I had a while ago. Maybe a cringe warning?

Words: 993 (very very short ;-;)

It was days like this you loved the most. Soft fresh sheets feeling like clouds against your skin, a spring breeze through an open window blowing the curtains into a majestic dance, soft breathes hitting the back of your neck sending chills down your spine. Honestly, life couldn’t be more perfect.

You turn over on your side, your lover's eyes already open and a gentle smile gracing his face. His hair is a mess and his chest is bare. Clear signs he’s only just woken up. San reaches out gently to move your own mess of hair out of your face, stroking your cheek gently. A soft giggle escapes you.

“What is it, love?” San says, a slight rasp in his voice and his cute accent causing an even bigger smile to break out across your face.

“How long have you been watching me sleep Choi San?” you whisper, your own voice sore from the snoring that you had woken yourself up with.

“Hmmm.” San props his head up with one hand, bringing his other one that had been stroking your side to his chin to feign thinking. Rolling your eyes, you gently push his chest, which he predicts you’ll do as he catches your hand in his and brings it to his lips. “Long enough to realize some things.” He kisses each knuckle, smiling at the blush that crosses your face.

“A-and what w-would that be?” you stutter, suddenly all too aware of the distance (or lack of) between you both. A twin-sized bed doesn’t leave much room for a 21 and 22-year-old to share. Especially since your legs are a tangled mess beneath the warm comforter.

“Firstly, you are the most beautiful and adorable young woman I’ve ever met,” he states, smirking as your blush increases as he grabs your other hand, laughing as he gives it the same treatment as the first. “And secondly, love, is that I love how you snore and sleep-talk every morning just before you wake up.”

Your eyes widen, blush intensifying as you hide your face in his warm chest as you swat his shoulder. San at this point is cackling, squeezing you tightly in his embrace before kissing the top of your head.

“Shut up Choi San. You snore just as much,” you mumble, words muffled by his trembling body as he calms himself, pulling back slightly to look at you with an eyebrow raised.

“Oh really? At least I don’t switch languages mid-sentence,” he smirks, causing you to blush even more. And what he says next almost melts you as he leans in to whisper in your ear. “and certainly don’t moan nearly as much as you.”

At this information, you squeal, turning away from San while burying your face in your hands. San knows that you usually don’t remember your dreams, so your moans could’ve been from several things including just stretching out in your sleep. “That’s it. We’re breaking up because I hate you.”

“No!” San exclaims, pulling you flush against his chest as you struggle to get away, giggling and squealing as he begins peppering soft kisses across your neck. “You can’t leave me! I won’t let you!”

“San! Stop it!” At this point, he’s also begun tickling your sides while pillows are strewn across the room from your attempts to get away. San joins in your laughter, shaking his head.

“Not until you say you’ll never ever break up with me!” San exclaims, hands tickling right below your arms, continuing his assault of kisses on your neck.

“Fine FINE! I YIELD! I WON’T BREAK UP WITH YOU!” you gasp out, collapsing once San stops tickling you. “That was cheating.”

“All is fair in love and war, love,” San states, continuing to gently kiss your neck before moving to your shoulder. He has returned to rubbing your sides, stopping occasionally to massage areas that have any tightness. You’re in complete bliss but refuse to allow your boyfriend the satisfaction of victory this easily.

“Is that so?” you question, a smirk gracing your face before you quickly turn around, climbing on top of San and straddling his hips as you begin tickling him with icy hands. His laughter fills the room, and you bask in the feeling of triumph for the short amount of time you have him pinned. But it’s over before you even have a chance to truly enjoy the new sensation.

San flips you both, pinning both of your hands above your head as he pants above you. He smirks slightly because you’ve begun blushing again, avoiding his gaze. Raising an eyebrow, he moves to hold both of your hands in one of his and uses the other to lift your chin towards him. As soon as your eyes meet, he smiles dimples poking out and eyes turning into crescents.

“What?” you question, giggling as he showers your face with kisses before pecking your lips.

“You know we’ve been dating for over a year, and you still act like this is the first time we’ve ever been together?” he questions, giggling before looking at you again. “It just reminds me how much I love you.”

At this, he pulls you into a deeper kiss, lips moving against yours gently as his hand strokes down your side to squeeze your hips. He pulls away smiling brightly at you with his eyes shining slightly.

“I love you too, cheeseball.” you mutter, smiling at your dork of a boyfriend. He giggles before collapsing on top of you, sneaking his arms under you as you wrap yours around his neck, feeling his warm breath against your skin as he nuzzles into your neck. Both your heartbeats have synchronized, breathing steadying as you fall asleep again.

Mornings like this are your favorite because they are filled with unconditional and innocent love that blossoms from your complicated and messy but beautiful relationship. Because that’s what you and San are. Messy, complicated, and beautiful people.

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I must cleanse myself of the heavy amounts of cringe I put myself and all of you through. ALSO. I AM WORKING ON A PROJECT AND IF ENOUGH PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED I MIGHT MAKE A TINY TEASER TO IT.

#san x reader #san fluff #choi san fluff #san x y/n #ateez fluff #ateez x reader #ateez x y/n

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if-music-be-the-food-of-love · 3 years

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Loving the Alien

Just a little oneshot I wrote because Herbots grew a beard this summer, and thus Robbe did too. Rated T. Cross posted on Ao3 if you prefer reading it there. -> Link

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“I honestly don’t know what to think about this,” Sander said, leaning on the door jamb, his eyes focused on Robbe’s face.

“Then don’t. Easy,” Robbe replied with a shrug and a wink. He took a green bottle from the cabinet above the sink and set it on the counter before pulling a razor and a pair of scissors out of a drawer. He set them next to the bottle and then turned to face Sander, arms crossed, his hip leaning against the counter. “Okay, what’s the problem?”

Sander dropped his gaze, smiling secretly at the floor, and sighed dramatically. “I just can’t decide. That’s the problem.”

“Sander, you can’t decide what?” Robbe asked, rolling his eyes, but Sander could tell he was only partially exasperated. His dark chocolate eyes shone with curiosity, and he now gazed at Sander expectantly.

Lips twitching, he took two steps forward and cupped Robbe’s furry, though somehow still soft, cheeks in his hands. He pressed the barest whisper of a kiss to his lips, and then resting his forehead against Robbe’s, he murmured, “I can’t decide whether you’re hotter with this beard or clean shaven. It’s a real problem.”

Robbe snorted, and his whole body convulsed forward. His forehead clipped Sander’s jaw, and he stepped back, a little giggle escaping from his lips. “Really, San? That’s your problem?”

Sander pushed back the curtain of russet waves that had fallen into Robbe’s face, and shrugged, saying mock seriously, “It’s a legitimate dilemma, Robin. Put yourself in my shoes. Your boyfriend is hot as hell, and then he goes and grows a beard over vacation. Suddenly he’s even hotter--something you didn’t think was possible by the way--and you don’t know what to do with yourself.” He gave Robbe a pointed look. “I seriously had to control myself in public, and it was not easy.”

Robbe rolled his eyes again and opened his mouth to interrupt, but Sander placed a finger across his lips.

“Sometimes,” he continued, “I just look at you, and you’re so fucking sexy that I can’t breathe. I literally have to stop and remind myself to inhale. I thought that was some stupid cliche in books, but no. Of course it’s real, and of course it would happen to me. Because of you. And then you grew this fucking beard...and I don’t think I’ve been able to think straight since.”

Robbe removed Sander’s hand and kissed his knuckles before holding it between his own. “I don’t think you were exactly thinking straight before,” he teased. “That would kind of defeat the purpose.”

Sander couldn’t help himself. A barking laugh burst out of his mouth, and he shook his head. “Well, if you’re going to go there. I haven’t had a straight thought since we met.”

“Good,” Robbe said, pecking his lips lightly. “You may continue flattering me.”

“No, I’m done. Your head is big enough.” Sander crossed his arms and shrugged, leaning against the sink opposite Robbe. “If you’re not going to take my suffering seriously--”

“Suffering my ass!” Robbe scoffed, giving him a playful shove.

Sander grinned. “Yes, suffering. To know how hot you are both ways and to only be able to experience one at a time. Absolute torture. Seriously unfair. You should be ashamed of yourself, causing me all this pain.” His eyes twinkled with mischief.

“You-- The fuck, Sander, you--” Robbe smooshed his hand into Sander’s face, pushing him back as he rotated his wrist. Sander’s head rocked side to side, and he couldn’t help grinning, watching Robbe grasp for words.

“Gah! You--” Robbe continued to sputter, “Dork. You absolute dramatic, soppy dork. Oh my God, if people knew...I don’t think they’d believe me if I told them. No one. You want unfair? That’s unfair. You walk around looking all mysterious and aloof when you’re really just the cheesiest romantic ever.”

“Hmm.” Sander tilted his head to shake Robbe’s hand off, and then, placing his hands at Robbe’s waist, he tugged him in, capturing his mouth in a hard, fast kiss. His lips traveled to Robbe’s ear, leaving a few light kisses across his cheek, and he whispered huskily, “That all sounds very accurate, and you’re right no one would believe you.” He bit Robbe’s earlobe, briefly tonguing the small hoop earring. Robbe squealed and pushed him back, panting to catch his breath, eyes glaring.

Feeling very pleased with himself, Sander leaned back against the counter, saying coolly, “I still don’t know how I feel about you shaving it off. It’s grown on me. At first, I thought a chipmunk had moved onto your face, but now…”

“A chipmunk!” Robbe squawked indignantly. “Weren’t you just waxing poetic about how sexy you thought it was? And anyway," he quirked an eyebrow, "I can’t put myself in your shoes." Using his best talking to a baby voice, he explained with pursed lips, "This adorable, sweet, baby face,” he pinched Sander’s cheek and then followed it with a light smack, “can’t grow a beard. I think you’re just jealous.”

“Hey!” Sander cried, swatting his hand away. “I happen to enjoy not having to shave all the time.”

Robbe took his hand and pulled him closer, kissing his shoulder. “And I enjoyed not having to shave this summer. But now, I’m tired of it, so it has to go.”

Sander wrapped both arms around Robbe and put on his best pout, eyes sad and pleading, bottom lip sticking out.

Robbe laughed, slipping his hands into Sander’s back pockets. He gave Sander’s ass a squeeze and hugged him tighter. “You’re ridiculous.” He lifted up onto his toes and bit Sander’s thrust out lip, sucking it into his mouth before letting it slide out between his teeth. He let go with a ‘pop,’ and then wiggling his hips suggestively against Sander’s, he added, “If I shave, then you know what will happen?” He swayed them side to side, slowly, teasingly, hips pressing harder into Sander. One hand slid up Sander’s back, disappearing into his hair. He pulled Sander’s head down and kissed him, lingeringly, lips soft, tongue searching, slow and deep.

Sander practically melted into his arms, his limbs turning to jello at the mere suggestion of Robbe’s hips, at the taste of his lips, his tongue. Robbe’s beard brushed softly against his cheeks and prickled the edges of his mouth. He was going to miss this, the delicious dichotomy of the longer soft hairs on his cheeks that tickled his skin and the shorter ones around his mouth that poked him and caught him off guard. He lifted his hands to Robbe’s cheeks and rubbed his palms up and down as they kissed, reveling in the scratch, the drag making his hands tingle. This was nice.

Robbe’s lips moved to his neck, and Sander took the opportunity to nuzzle his cheek and nose into the whiskers at Robbe’s jaw. They tickled and tingled, sending bolts of electricity to his toes. This was very nice.

Robbe’s lips traveled up his neck, the stubble leaving a burning trail that contrasted with his wet, open-mouthed kisses. So nice. This was so nice. It was such a different experience, so many different sensations. He was really going to miss this.

Robbe hugged him even closer, bending himself backwards, and then murmured into his jaw, “If I shave, I’ll have my 10:00 five o’clock shadow again, and I know how much you like that.”

It took Sander a moment to process his words, so overwhelmed by his hands and body and kisses, but when it registered, he stood tall abruptly, pulling out of Robbe’s embrace. “Done!” Sander loved the bare whisper of stubble on Robbe’s face, the dark shadow that heightened his features and made him look dead sexy. He could sacrifice the beard to have that back. Yes he could. He waved his arms vaguely at the razor, and said, “You have my permission.”

Robbe stood still, momentarily stunned, and then he burst into motion, laughing hysterically and falling forward to brace his hands on his knees to catch his breath. “Fuck, Sander. You’re giving me whiplash.”

“Don’t blame me. You knew exactly what you were doing. Kissing me like that. Then exploiting my weakness for your permanent five o'clock shadow. You have no one else to blame,” he said, crossing his arms with a smug expression.

“You know,” Robbe said, coming forward and poking him in the chest, “I don’t need your permission. It’s my face.”

“No, you don’t,” he agreed, an adoring smile lifting his lips. “Can I say goodbye first?”

Robbe's expression softened immediately. He raised his eyebrows, clearly perplexed, and nodded, “Sure.”

Lifting his hands to Robbe’s cheeks, he gently stroked the longer hairs on his jaw with his fingers, curling them to trace his knuckles up and down and then opening them to feel it one last time on his palms. It felt both familiar and alien, both soft and rough. It had been a totally new sensation, kissing and touching Robbe this summer, a joy he hadn’t known he wanted, and soon it would be gone. He leaned forward and lightly brushed his cheek against Robbe’s and then tucked his chin to rub his forehead all over Robbe’s face, making him giggle again. He kissed both cheeks and left one more light peck on his lips. “Okay. I’m done. You may proceed.”

Robbe’s eyes remained closed for a moment longer, his chin lifted as if chasing Sander’s lips. Slowly blinking his eyes open, voice coarse, he said, “I almost don’t want to now.”

Sander’s eyes shot up from where they had lingered on his mouth, immediately zeroing in on Robbe’s teasing gaze. Then it was his turn to roll his eyes. He fluffed Robbe’s wild hair and said, “But you’re still going to.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yeah. It’s starting to itch.” He sighed, scratching his chin for effect. Then his demeanor changed, and he looked up at Sander from underneath his lashes, eyes dark and suggestive. “But don’t worry. I can grow it back any time, and then you can feel me up all you want.” He paused, delightedly watching Sander squirm before him, as he knew he would (sometimes being so predictable and completely at the mercy of one’s boyfriend was incredibly unfair). Robbe blew him a quick kiss and then followed it by poking his chest again and adding, “Unlike you.”

“Fuck you!” He brushed at Robbe’s hand.

“Later, baby,” Robbe said with a wink, and then he rose up to give him one last kiss. He patted Sander’s cheek playfully and said, “I love your doofy, soft, baby face. It’s perfect. Now go!” He turned Sander around and gave his ass a light smack before shoving him out of the door.

“I’m not entirely sure that was a compliment,” Sander called back over his shoulder. He could just see Robbe grinning at him as he pulled his hair out of his face into a bun. Holy fuck, he was hot! The beard was one thing, but if Robbe ever wanted to cut his hair short, Sander was prepared to stage a full-on revolt. He would mutiny. He loved Robbe’s wild, wavy locks. No matter how he styled his hair, it always looked like he’d just rolled out of bed, and Sander adored the sleep rumpled look. He was particularly fond of it when it was actually in bed, scattered across a pillow, but the fact that he could see it all day long was a bonus. Yes, Robbe’s hair was a treasure, and he’d use every tool in his arsenal to protect it, including guilt and begging, if necessary.

The beard could go. He’d save his energy to fight the real battle if and when it happened.

Sander had only just settled on a playlist to listen to while he scrolled through his phone when Robbe called him back to the bathroom. That was quick!

He pocketed his phone, leaving the music on, and trekked across the room. “Done already?” he asked, walking straight in.

“Nope,” Robbe said, turning to face him with a broad grin and excited eyes. “What do you think?”

It took Sander a few moments to process what he saw. His first thought was that Robbe hadn’t even started because he still had whiskers, but then he noticed that Robbe’s cheeks were smooth and that his mouth now sported an oval-shaped goatee. “Wha--?”

Robbe snorted and rested his hand on the counter for balance. “Looks ridiculous, right?”

“Uhh...err...hmmm…” Sander struggled to respond coherently. He didn’t know how he felt about the goatee. It was definitely weird. It was Robbe’s face, his Robbe’s face, but he didn’t look right. Was it creepy or just new? He settled on, “Makes you look older.”

Robbe inspected his face in the mirror. “Maybe I do look older.” He winked at Sander's reflection and said, “We have established that you like older men, so I don’t think this is a problem.”

“Uhhh,” Sander grunted, brain misfiring. He cleared his throat and tried again, “Uh, you’re not...you’re not keeping it, right?” He met Robbe’s gaze in the mirror. “Right?”

Laughing again, he elbowed Sander lightly in the stomach and said, “Of course not! I just thought it would be fun to see what I looked like with a goatee.”

Sander exhaled, relief pouring out of him. He loved Robbe no matter what, but the goatee was too much too fast. The beard had grown on him gradually. The goatee was just...disturbing. “Good,” was all he said.

Robbe met his gaze in the mirror, a knowing look in his eyes. “You hate it.”

He hesitated, “It’s...different.”

Robbe turned around, leaning back on the counter. “You hate it,” he insisted.

Sander sighed, “I hate it.”

“Well, now we know. No goatee,” he said, pecking Sander’s lips and then shoving him back out the door. “On to part two.”

Rolling his eyes, Sander asked, “Should I even leave at this point?”

“Yes!” he said emphatically.

“Fine. See you in three seconds.” He waved over his shoulder and headed back to the couch, pulling out his phone on the way.

It was significantly more than three seconds later when Robbe called him back. He walked into the bathroom with one hand over his eyes, asking, “Should I even look?”

“Hell yes! Sa-an, this is hilarious.”

Sander peeked through his fingers and immediately dropped his hand in shock. “No. No. No. Nope. No way. Absolutely not. No.” He waved his hands like a referee and shook his head for emphasis.

Robbe had a mustache. A creepy, crawly caterpillar mustache, sitting above his lip. It wasn’t a full mustache, more like a swath of hairs sticking out every which way in the general shape of a mustache, but Sander didn’t think more shaping would improve the effect. It creeped him out on a visceral level.

“What?” Robbe asked, feigning ignorance. “Freddie Mercury had a mustache.”

Sander coughed and cringed. “Yeah, in the eighties, and I would say I’m a much bigger fan of his talent than anything else, especially his mustache. Much bigger. Ro-obe, get rid of that thing,” he whined.

“Wha-at?” Robbe whined back. “You don’t like it? Don’t you love me? What if I like it?”

“Don’t even pretend. I know you don’t. I love you, but it’s hideous Robbe. Absolutely not.”

Robbe cocked his head and then shrugged, smiling goofily. “You’re right. It’s awful. Now come over here and give me a kiss.”

He reached his hands towards Sander’s face, pursing his lips into an exaggerated pucker, and Sander took an automatic step back. “Uh, uh, no. Not while that’s on your face. No kisses until it’s gone.”

Robbe stuck out his lip in a pretend pout and crossed his arms. “I should keep it just to spite you.”

“I’d shave it off in your sleep,” Sander chuckled. “Okay, let’s compromise.” He kissed Robbe’s cheek. “Now get rid of that thing, and I promise to kiss you senseless.”

“Deal,” Robbe said, but then he curled his fingers in Sander’s shirt and yanked him forward, sneaking in a surprise kiss on the lips.

“Ble-yee-ack,” Sander sputtered, pretending to wipe the kiss off his mouth.

Robbe cackled with glee and practically jumped up and down like an excited schoolgirl, thoroughly enjoying Sander’s disgust and dramatics.

“Thought that was funny, hmm,” Sander huffed. Before Robbe could respond, he thrust out a hand, and pinched Robbe’s side right at his most ticklish spot. Completely caught off guard, Robbe nearly collapsed sideways. Sander caught him, but instead of setting him upright, he pinched and tickled Robbe’s other side with his other hand, causing him to lose his balance and fall against Sander in a fit of giggles.

“You win. You win. Stop. Stooooooop.”

Sander stilled his fingers and set Robbe back on his feet, brushing back the hairs that had fallen out of his bun. He kissed his forehead and then turned to leave. “I’ll see the less disturbing version of you in a minute.” He stopped at the door and looked back over his shoulder. “Still love you though.” He winked and walked the few steps back to the couch, collapsing on it backwards, knees bent over the backrest.

He closed his eyes, listening to the combination of his music and Robbe puttering about in the bathroom. He smiled to himself, a feeling of warm contentment washing over him. He was so lucky, so ridiculously lucky. He loved teasing Robbe, and Robbe not only enjoyed it, he teased him right back, giving as good as he got. It felt so wonderful to completely trust another person, to completely trust his good intentions, to believe in his love, and he knew the feeling was mutual. He had the best boyfriend in the world. Facial hair or no, loving him was easy, as natural as breathing. He was so fucking lucky.

A finger poking his nose pulled him out of his thoughts. He opened his eyes and couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. Robbe leaned over him, upside down at this angle, face smooth and shiny from aftershave. “Hey, sexy,” he whispered. Fuck, he was so hot.

“Hey,” Robbe repeated shyly.

Sander rolled over and stood up, immediately pulling Robbe into a hug and thrusting his face into his neck, breathing in the familiar smell of shaving cream and aftershave mixed with soap and skin.

He pulled back and looked Robbe over, eyes darting all over his face. “You look and smell delicious.” He ran a thumb over Robbe’s soft cheek and cupped his neck before kissing him gently on the lips.

“What was that?” Robbe asked indignantly, brown eyes glittering like a naughty imp. “You said you were going to kiss me senseless. That wasn’t even--”

He was cut off by Sander lifting him off of the ground in a bear hug. He was halfway to Robbe’s bedroom before Robbe caught on and wrapped his legs around his waist, kissing him all over his face.

Sander finally captured his lips in a sloppy kiss right before they tumbled into bed, where he proceeded to kiss Robbe senseless, among other things.

Yeah, he had the best boyfriend ever. He could live without the beard.

#wtfock #wtfam #sobbe #my fic #as far as i'm concerned it happened this way #back on the Sander POV train #and I truly empathize with his dilemma #it's a real problem #not my best work but it was fun to write #I miss them so much #I wanna believe they’re living their best life teasing one another relentlessly

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