#god they rlly need to kiss

[boldlygoingwhere]

hey guys I know it's been (checks watch) 4 months since I last posted but I do have a very good reason for my absence....... it's school! anyways,,, TAKE MY TODDLEE FANART TAKE IT TAKE IT TAKE ITTTTTT YOU BASTARDS😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[squuote]

actually I hate talking about romantic shipping because most of the time I don’t even ship characters in that context, usually I just either rlly like their dynamic and enjoy discussing how they work together or view their relationship as something that could be described as a QPR or anything other than romance. also because everyone automatically assumes I’m talking about romance everytime I mention a relationship and I have the mind to not bite those people

[sunnibits]

thinking constantly about how I don’t think izzy knows how to kiss… and I don’t just mean that in a ‘haha stupid pathetic little man’ way I mean I just. I just don’t think he’s kissed many people. I think if someone kissed him he would be very rough about it and just bash teeth and tongue together and bite and try to make a battle out of it. because I mean, obviously he has kissed some people. he has had his own ‘dalliances’, but they have never, never been gentle. it’s always been hasty moments with strangers in back alleys or dirty tavern rooms, somewhere between a fight and a hookup, slamming into walls and knocking things over and leaving the moment it’s finished, without even catching so much as face to put a name to. he’s never really kissed someone just for the sake of kissing them, and nobody has ever kissed him just for the sake of kissing him, at least not for ages and ages, not since he was a young naive boy with less blood on his hands and less of a wall around his heart. I think he needs someone to guide him through it, the first time they kiss. he tries to go into it the way he usually does, like it’s simply one insignificant step on the way to the part where they take their clothes off and get it over with, or like it’s just another way to beat someone and prove something, somehow. I think they would have to put their hands on his chest and pull him away and tell him to slow down, take a breath, it’s okay. he would look so lost then, wondering if he did something wrong, if they don’t want him, and they would try so hard to explain it all without words, just staring back at him earnestly. then slowly, carefully, so they don’t scare him off like a frightened animal, they would pull him back in. one hand on the side of his face, softly brushing lips together, setting the pace, forcing him to slow down, to relax for once. it’s okay if it takes him a while to figure it out, because they have all the time in the world. to teach israel hands how to be gentle. oh and then I think he would cry about it hahahhahaa 😝😎😍

[tequiilasunriise]

Shoutout to all the blogs that, during the 2 year RWBY hiatus, gained followers from posting about other fandoms and are now charging up all the stored rwbyrot theyre about to nuke down like an eldritch blast once volume 9 drops

ITS ME, IM ‘BLOGS’!!!

No seriously, I gained quite a few followers during my Wenclair Era, and don’t get me wrong I still adore Wenclair to absolute pieces, but RWBY has been a special hyperfixation of mine fer YEARS. It’s been an interest that hibernates on and off during hiatuses but nothing has ever latched onto my psyche so deeply as RWBY has with all of its faults and good parts alike. Once Feb 18 drops, I swear to you I will be the most obnoxious person e v e r like I will be rwbyrotting so hard I will SCREAM and CRY and HOLLER about Bumbleby and Whiterose and my babygirl Ruby finally finally finally getting some fresh hot juicy character development but I’ve missed all of the girls in general and!!! Just about everything about V9 so like. Prepare yourself fer my true form.

[pancakehouse]

this GAME omg!! 3 or 4 pls if you haven’t yet? 🖤🖤🖤

HI omg hi darling!!! soooo sorry for how late this is, im SO unbearably slow, but i had lots and lots of fun with this one!! <3 <3

3. love always wakes the dragon and suddenly flames everywhere.  

(vaguely nsfw)

It’s the heat that gets them, in the end. 

Tuesday afternoon, and the peak of summer. Sweat works its way into every folded crease of Sirius’ skin, every tiny, inconsequential buttonhole; pooling in droplets that reproduce and multiply, soaking right through one of his rattiest t-shirts before he strips it off altogether. 

They’ve taken to lying on the kitchen tiles for cover. Spines to the grotty porcelain, faces tilted towards the open window. A breeze filters through, but it’s weak and pitiful; hardly enough to flutter an eyelash, let alone do any real cooling. 

This heat is blistering. A week of it now - relentless, and fleece-blanket stifling. Sirius whimpers, pressing a damp tea towel further into his face. “Remuuus,” he says, and blindly throws an arm out. It knocks against warm, sweat-slick skin that twitches under his touch. “Remus, my towel needs more water.” 

There’s no response. Sirius whimpers some more, trying - and failing - to lift his head from the ground. It’s too heavy, weighed down by hair and exhaustion and the soupy, unreal haze of a dragging afternoon. He’s going to die here, probably. Left to rot on a floor that’s definitely not been cleaned since they moved in two months ago. 

“Why is it so fucking hot,” he whines. He thinks it’s Remus’ side he’s got a grip on - his ribcage, the tender skin between bones. Sirius drags his finger along the ridges; feeling, more than hearing, Remus’ sharp inhaled breath. The delicate shudder that runs through him, the half-baked moan pulled from his throat. Somehow, the kitchen grows hotter.

“Sirius,” murmurs Remus. His voice is gravel-road rough; scrapes on skin, exposed and raw.

Heart pounding, Sirius uses his other hand to rid of the tea towel. When he opens his eyes, Remus is staring at the ceiling, head thrown back. His throat is long and golden, bobbing as he swallows, cheeks flushed pink and lips parted. He looks - well. Fuck. Sirius burns all over; the tips of his fingers, molten ache pooling in his abdomen. 

Remus is still wearing his own t-shirt, but it’s rucked up to his chest, boxers damp with sweat and clinging to his skin. Sirius’ gaze flicks to his hip bones, pale and protruding, and his throat feels dry; scratchy and cracked, a week-long sojourn through the Sahara fucking desert. 

This want - he’s carried it with him for ages now. For months, years, since the conception of all known universe. It’s become something of a comfort, if not torture; a familiar weight in his lungs, pulling, pulling: yes, there you are. can i come with? oh, anywhere. anywhere you like.

The heat bakes his mind, turns it delirious and hazy-red. Sirius flattens his palm against Remus’ ribs, tests curling his fingers in. His heart pounds when Remus exhales, shaky, his back arching off the tiles. It looks involuntary, instinctive; and no choice Sirius makes will ever be more important than what comes next. 

He presses his thumb in, slides it down to skirt the edges of Remus’ waistband, eyes glued to his face, watching for - for anything. Goosebumps dance across flesh, and when Sirius’ nail grazes the fine hairs on his belly, there’s no missing the full-on moan Remus lets out. 

The kitchen burns. They’ve been transported, dropped into a pit of unending flames, and everything is red, red, red. Sirius gazes at him, stretched out on the tiles, golden skin taut and breaths coming in fast, harsh pants. 

When Remus looks over, his eyes are bright and syrup-hazy, full of the same burning heat pulsing through Sirius’ fingertips. He feels breathless with it. It echoes across the kitchen; off the ceiling, the floor, the useless inches of space between them. Sirius wants and wants and wants. 

It’s the same spark that pulses through his gut every time Remus shuffles out of his room in mornings, all sleep-soft and rumpled; every time his nose scrunches when he laughs; every time he drinks more than one glass of wine and is made of pink cheeks and bright eyes and lopsided grins for the rest of the night. 

“Moony,” he whispers, not wanting to cut through the haze permeating the air. He leans over, forearm on the tile above Remus’ head. Grins stupidly, watches Remus’ cheeks go pinker. “Oh, darling,” murmured softly, “you are just so fucking sweaty.” 

“Christ,” Remus huffs. A tentative grip at his hips; a lazy, lopsided grin. Then: “You’re an idiot.”

[waitingforminjae]

world heritage video

[bagels-withcreamcheese]

Missing home once again

[yamikawas]

Aww I'm sure you look adorable when you sleep, I'm so sad I missed that! I want to sneak into your room through a window and snap pretty pictures of you, I might just hang them on my wall! - Yoomtah

AJSASJSJFJSDBFJSJFNDNFNSKFJGBD I WOULD LIKE THAT A LOT ACTUALLY<3<3<3<3333333<4<⁴<3<3<3<33<3<<3<3333333³<3<3<3<3I WISH U COULD WATCH ME SLEEP WHENEVER ACTUALLY I WISH U COULD JUST WATCH ME 24/7 I WISH U COULD KEEP ME WITH U FOREVER AND KEEP UR EYES ON ME AT ALL TIMES I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U

[aphetalia]

i love my boyfriend reblog if you love your boyfriend

[ageofstarkey]

hi, baby ✰ m. sturniolo

pairing: bf!matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: you wake up grumpy after a nap & matt knows exactly how to make you feel better

warnings: some swearing, not rlly anything else??

note: i’ve loved the sturniolo’s for SO LONG n i’ve always wanted to write for matt (the love of my entire life <3) so this is me testing the water hehe, lmk if u enjoy/want to see more!!

comments & reblogs are so appreciated! <3

✰ ✰ ✰

“oh my god she’s alive-”

with an intentionally audible sigh, you head towards matt on the couch - ignoring chris and nick in their entirety as you pass them in the kitchen.

matt smiles fondly as you approach; reaching for your hand when you’re close enough to touch. “hi, baby.” his voice is soft as he tugs you onto his lap - one hand immediately coming up to smooth your sleep tussled hair away from your face. the subconscious action forces a stubborn little grin onto your lips. “good nap?”

with another little sigh, much quieter than the first, you drop your head against matt’s shoulder. “mhmm. ‘m still tired though.” the words are muffled by the fabric of matt’s hoodie - your heavy eyes falling shut as he begins to smooth an absentminded trail up and down the length of your spine.

“do you want to get a coffee and go for a drive?” he offers - voice soft and fond as he looks down at you.

“really?”

“sure - i need to get gas anyways.”

“are you kidding me?” the sound of nick’s voice is unmistakable, and you bite back a little laugh as he speaks. “i literally just asked you to take me to target and you flat-out refused like four fucking times.”

with a roll of his eyes that you can almost feel, matt turns his head towards his brothers in the kitchen. “nick - that’s different and you know it.”

“different? how is it different, matt? because i actually don’t know and i would love for you to enlighten me.”

“because you’re not my fucking girlfriend, nick - jesus christ.”

“no, that’s true, but i am your brother - your triplet no less. does that mean nothing to you?”

“at the moment? no, it really doesn’t.” decidedly done with the conversation, matt turns his head back to you. “you ready to go?”

with a soft little laugh, you stretch up to press a lazy kiss against his jaw. “we should take nick to target.” you say quietly.

“i’ll take him tomorrow.” he says back, tilting your head up with two fingers so it’s level with his own. you can’t fight your silly little grin when he presses a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. “i’ve barely seen you all day.”

“but i feel ba-”

matt kisses you again, effectively silencing your feeble attempt at a protest. “don’t feel bad.” he says, lips still brushing softly against yours as he speaks. “he doesn’t even need anything - the kid just wants to look around.” with a gentle pat to your thigh, he’s maneuvering the two of you into an upright position. “now c’mon - we’re going to starbucks.”

[motheyes]

man i love playing minecraft

[hightaled]

things that were /j until they werent

[kombuuuu]

Miles 42 headcanons?

no one asked but i’ll deliver !!

Miles!42 x Fem!Reader random headcanons

also a lot of snippets :)

You/Reader: Blue

Miles Morales: Purple

Mama Rio/Rio Morales: Pink

Uncle Aaron/Aaron Morales: Orange

Random/stranger: Black

—

gift giving love language duhhh

Will have you walk with him through malls and whatever you look at for a second too long he buys

You don’t catch on until you’re both eating at a nice restaurant, absentmindedly staring at some plant when a lull in conversation happens.

He purchases the plant.

“Fuck you mean I can’t buy it?”

“Sir, the plants aren’t for sale, this is a dining establishment.”

“Establish the fact I’m gettin’ that plant.”

“Sir—“

50 bucks down and a plant 🆙

He will damn right die if you refuse him. He’ll get all grumpy and pouty when you say he should save for a house, not for you.

convinced you just get shy when bought things (you do).

is even more motivated to buy things

“Miles, baby, you need to save up. Not spend on me!”

“This would look so good on you, Ma.”

“Are you listening??”

“Fuck, and this.”

“Oh my god.”

gets so jealous it’s unbelievable

but only when someone goes too far with you

it’s like 1–100 real quick

he’s not usually the prowling type (ha)

but when someone pushes the line he loses his shit

other than that he’s a supportive bbg all the way

“Wanna go home with me, butterface?”

“Fuck you just say?”

“Nothing homie just get outta here.”

“Say that shit again ‘homie’.”

“Chill the fuck out. Let the lady speak for herself.”

“I’ll fucking speak for my girl all I want, homeboy.”

maybe got a liiiiittle bit of an anger issue

guy went home with a broken nose and a missing tooth

better hope he can afford fill ins

he would never get mad at you though

he gets frustrated you don’t listen sometimes, but it’s never to the point of anger

feel like he has the patience of a fucking SAINT

calm and collected baby u know the deal

“Mami, we gonna have a problem?”

“”

“Didn’t think so.”

a SWEETHEART at times

stand by him being raised right

mama rio taught him to be a romantic

wanted him to take after his dad

so flowers and gifts and chocolates

followed by lovin of any kind

probably a baby for affection but doesn’t show it

so when you get all emotional about being gifted roses for the first time

and hug him and smother him

give him stupid little kisses all over

he’s fainting

poor boy doesn’t know love like u show him

“Baby, are these for me?”

“Yeah, Chiquita. They okay?”

“Wh… They’re perfect.”

“Are you cryin’? I can return ‘em.”

“No! No, no, don’t do that.

I love them, C’mere.”

when you guys get rlly comfortable, like a year and some dating, he ends up getting more chatty

willingly talking w you for hours

feels like you’re the only person he can rlly do that with

rambles so rarely that you kind of just sit in awe when it happens

doesn’t catch himself until he’s trying to name your future kids

“I’ll marry you one day, we’ll have like two, three kids. Get all nice an cozy.

You want a boy or girl? I kinda want both. Definitely not girl first, never having a girl without a brother to protect ‘er.

You’d be such a good Mami.

What’d you wan’ name ‘em? I have a few ideas—“

“..”

“But you could choose the girl cause I don’t know any pretty names. And i’ll choose—“

“..”

“..”

“You gon’ let me keep goin?”

“I love your voice.”

“Tranquila, mami.”

Takes you to every family event he ever has

sits you regularly with Rio and Aaron

they insist you call them uncle and ma

you do, obviously

miles doesn’t need to meet your family if you don’t want him to, but if he ever does he’s totally suave with them

like weirdly smooth

able to get on ur carers good side quick

when you meet his extended family they’re just as loving

his whole family is this bright dash of colour

and you fit right the fuck in

“¡Oh, hija estás preciosa!”

“Dice la estrella de la fiesta!”

“You flatter me, Hija.”

“Miles, come get your girl.”

“You look nice too, Uncle Aaron.”

“..Thanks, kid.”

“Hey Mami, havin’ fun?”

“Aight, I’m out.”

when you find out he’s the prowler you’re not really shocked

he’s hella nervous to tell you and kinda puts it off for a while

as long as you’re not in harms way, nothin matters, yeah?

no

the guilt eats him alive

he’s already lost so much, if he doesn’t do things right with you, then loses you too

he’d probably lose himself

so he tells you

“The Prowler?”

“Yeah.”

“The.. Panther guy I keep seeing on the news-?”

“Mm.”

“Miles are you—

..—Are you killing people?”

“Mami, it’s not like that—“

“oh my god.”

“These men— I kill,”

“Oh my god, oh my god.”

“,They’re bad, you understand.”

“Miles..”

“[Name]. Do you understand?”

“Yeah.. Yeah I understand.”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.”

“…”

“Are you mad.”

“I’m not happy.”

“Okay.”

you’re kind of devastated he’s killing people

but you eventually get it

like it takes a while

say a month or so

but you forgive quick

i mean, who knows what those men are doing, right?

(ur delulu but it’s ok)

he lets you have your space but talking with mama rio when she realises your absence knocks some sense into him

mans is going to GROVEL

he will fucking beg on his damn knees

knocks on your door and is already kneeling

will plead with you to come back to him

like i said a whole ass romantic

you know what’s romantic? a man who can get on his knees

he will suffocate you in gifts and affection

oh you like (insert sanrio esc character) ? look over there at that lifesize plushie woahhhh wonder who that’s forrrrrr

“Hello?”

“Mami, don’t close the door.”

“Miles, go home.”

“And please stop kneeling, the floor is dirty.”

“I’m not leaving ‘til you hear me out.”

looooong sigh

“Okay, fine— whatever, come inside. You have two minutes.”

“God, I missed you. You’re so beautiful Chiquita.”

“Three minutes.”

You talk it out easy, he’s a real smooth talker when he wants to be

“Okay Miles, I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah, Ma. See you soon.”

“Wh—.. What is that?”

“Ohhh…”

“Why the fuck is it so big?”

“It said “Life Size” on the site? I was thinking like two feet tall.”

“You bought that?”

“Yeah.. I was thinkin’ you wouldn’t let me in. Would have to bribe you.”

“…That’s really cute.”

Annnnnd that’s all i can come up with i’ll probably do more later :P

[voguesriot]

SUNBURN ✹ luke castellan

( summary ) a social media au about chb’s fav couple (& their fav shitstirrer, aka percy jackson)

( pairing ) luke castellan x fem aphrodite cabin-coded!reader & small bits of baby percabeth

( notes ) first post ahhh!!! this was so fun to make

♫ Ant Pile by Dominic Fike

♡ liked by wisegirll , silenabeauregard , and others

yourusername my bf is hot but dominic fike if u wanna hmu i can ditch him it’s no biggie 😁🫶

lukecastellan EXCUSE ME

lukecastellan you already completed your rite of passage why do you need to break my heart 😔💔

yourusername want me to kiss that bruised ego better?

lukecastellan sigh… i guess…

seaweedbrain BOOO TOMATO TOMATO BOOOOO

seaweedbrain get his ass off my screen 🤣🤣

lukecastellan sparring arena. you and me. now.

groverunderwood bros rlly beefing with a 13 yr old

seaweedbrain the typa guy to tell me to kms bcs i voted him out in roblox total drama island

clarisselarue this would’ve been so much better without the second slide

yourusername no more like content from here on out 🙅‍♀️

lukecastellan wtf???

yourusername sorry babe i don’t argue with girls who have big brown eyes, whatever she wants she’s gonna get

silenabeauregard YOU LOOK SO CUTESY

yourusername I LOVE U 🥹❤️‍🩹

chrisrodriguez lukecastellan bro ik nobody else here fw you, but i’ll always fw you 💗

lukecastellan you’re a real one bro 👊

aphroditecamper1 u guys are so cute ☹️

♫ Babydoll by Dominic Fike

♡ liked by cbeckendorf , connorstroll , and others

lukecastellan yeah your girl might have a general grasp on battle strategies or whatever but can she bring an oddly unsettling vibe and a cute smile to the function? DIDNT THINK SO ‼️‼️‼️

seaweedbrain put a shirt on man nobody wants to be seeing all that trust 🙏

lukecastellan i wonder if your dad would’ve stayed if you weren’t such a hater

seaweedbrain i wonder if your dad wouldn’t have become the ten dollar founding father if you mom swallowed

yourusername woah…

seaweedbrain when he goes low i go LOWER

wisegirll too far percy

seaweedbrain sorry ma’am

clarisselarue this would’ve been so much better without the second slide

lukecastellan it’s my account???

clarisselarue i stand by what i said.

chrisrodriguez yk i can bring an oddly unsettling vibe too and my ma said my smiles pretty cute so…

yourusername yeah you bring such a crazy vibe!!

chrisrodriguez now that’s just rude

yourusername tried to be a homewrecker but you got wrecked instead 🤷‍♀️

wisegirll yourusername your lashes look so good!!!!

yourusername MY BABY THANK U I LOVE U UR MY FAV PERSON EVER

clarisselarue WTF???

silenabeauregard WTF?????

seaweedbrain WTF????

lukecastellan i’m used to this by now 😔💔🥀

♫ Woman Screaming #2 by Anton Hughes

♡ liked by wisegirll , racheledare , and others

seaweedbrain does he just not own a shirt… COVER YOUR BOOBS SIR PLEASE THERE ARE CHILDREN

lukecastellan why are you taking pics of us having a nap… fan behaviour icl

seaweedbrain i needed proof to file a police report against you for theft

lukecastellan how did you know??

seaweedbrain i was talking ab stealing my innocence but what were you thinking…

yourusername wait perce can you send me the second pic it’s so cute

yourusername send the first one too actually please

seaweedbrain pick yourself up you’re stronger than this what happened to women who stand on business 😔

yourusername i was standing!!! but then my feet hurt and he picked me up :)

seaweedbrain sigh

chrisrodriguez bros looking fine oh my gods

lukecastellan don’t matter if i’ve got a world of haters, i got you by my side

yourusername i’m just gonna leave…

clarisselarue yourusername just saying i’d never pull that shit

lukecastellan ok joke over ha ha funny

wisegirll percy this is a bit stalkerish 😭

seaweedbrain i’m sorry you’re right

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[noxtivagus]

i'll just ramble a bit again in tags ><