#i love fish man hes so cutie patootie

[taeiris]

bylers your the shape of water🌊

me? creating a whole byler au in late 2023 where everyone is OVER everything? based on a random movie from 2017? that i watched 2 weeks ago and since then have been obsessed with as it’s the most beautiful movie i’ve ever seen? yes.

feel free to draw it and tag me if you want OR WTV!

mike being the one that understands will and vice versa like they have their own language is so fitting for elisa and amphibian man guys im so NORMAL okay .

[ateriblewriter]

It’s Kind of Funny (q.h)

requested: sort of but not really. they requested one thing and this is what my brain came up with but it doesn’t really go with what was requested but it kind of does at the same time? sorry about that.

warnings: none really

enjoy! let me know what you guys think (please)

y/n always loved the off season because it meant that she could spend more time with her beloved quinn, wether it was in vancouver or michigan. where they were didn’t matter, as long as they were together. it had been like that for years, until this year. this off season she was stuck in vancouver. with it being summer and all, many of her co-workers opted to take vacations, leaving the office short on people. y/n being the nice person she was, decided to take one for the team and work through her summer.

quinn planned on staying with his girlfriend but she knew he missed his family and urged him to go home to michigan to visit with them. to combat the fact that they weren’t going to be together, they set up a schedule with certain dates and times where they would sit down and chat over the phone. sometimes the call would take place over facetime, which often times of you were alone would lead to sexy times

unfortunately for y/n tonight wasn't a phone date night. after having a crummy day at work and desperately missing her quinn, she just really wanted hear his voice and maybe see his face. ideally she would love to curl up into his side as he held her, but she was going to take what she could get. and sure they had been messaging all day long but it wasn't anything compared to hearing his voice

"hey queenie. im a little busy right now what's up?" quinn inquired. he was currently out on the boat with his brothers and a couple of others. it wasn't the ideal place to have a conversation but since it wasn't a regularly scheduled time something must have been up.

even though it had been an unplanned call quinn was always willing and wanting to talking with his girlfriend. she was his everything. it had physically pained him when he had to leave her behind in canada. he wished like hell that he could have brought her along with him to michigan, but he understood how important her job was to her.

"i just need to hear your voice. today wasn’t good and i need you.” her voice was soft and quiet a hard combination to hear over the boat’s motor. but it had sounded a little bit off to him, there was a certain sadness oozing out of it.

"y/n? what's up? are you okay?” he pulled the boat to a stop as best he could. they hadn't started wake boarding yet, so no one was in the water. he could tell she was about to say something when he noticed the phone no longer in his hand.

"no phones quinn!" jack plucked he mobile device from his brother's grasp. there was a rule that bee put in place some time ago that no phones were allowed on the boat. of course they still brought them in case of emergencies, but that was their only purpose. this was friends and family time, everything else could wait.

"come one man, can i have it back? it's y/n" quinn tried to get his property back from his younger brother. "please jack."

"oh it's queenie? pass it here jack!" luke jokingly used the nickname that had been reserved only for quinn to use. the younger boy made grabby hands towards the thing in his older brother’s hands to which jack happily gave him, mischievous smiles dancing around their faces. holding the phone up to his ear, luke started to speak mimicking quinn's voice the best he could.

"queenie, darling, sweetie pie, my cutie patootie. you are the love of my life. i miss you so much. my love for you is endless. i want to marry you and have ten babies, three dogs, a cat and, maybe a fish!" the youngest sibling finished his little speech by making kissing noises into the receiver of the phone, causing everyone on the boat to erupt into laughter. everyone except quinn, who's face was beet red.

"luke come on. please, give it back" quinn began begging luke to stop and give him his phone back.

"but i'm not done talking to y/n. we still have things to discuss." luke giggled holding the device out of quinn's reach, coincidentally over the edge of the boat. “i haven’t told her about the big house yet!”

he had had enough. he was going to get the electronic back. climbing over his brother, quinn reached as far as he could and almost got it before the phone was knocked out of luke's hand. everyone watched in horror as the mobile device sunk to the bottom of the lake.

to say he was mad would be an understatement, quinn hughes was furious. y/n called him sounding like she was having a hard time with life and their summer distance and his stupid little brother had to go and dropped his phone.

"im sorry. i didn't mean for that to happen quinn." luke apologized profusely, but quinn wasn't listening anymore. sitting back down in the driver's seat, he turned the boat around, heading back for home base, so he could call her back on his computer.

y/n felt her phone vibrating in her pocket before she heard the deafening ringtone she programed into her phone letting her know that it was her favorite boy calling her. the caller was confirmed when she unlocked her phone, accepting the call and quinn's face popped up on the screen. once she answered and pleasant greetings were given, quinn listened as y/n ranted about her bad day throwing in an i’m sorry and a i love you every once in a while, and she did the same for him when it was his turn to complain about the people he was with.

“so what happened before?” y/n placed an elbow on the table and her head on her fist. she felt a lot better now that she was talking with her boo.

“it’s kind of funny, but it’s not funny.” quinn launched into the story of what happened after luke said what he did and why he was on a computer and not his phone.

“you really want to marry me? and start a family of ten with a couple of dogs and cats?” y/n joked about what the youngest hughes had said. a smile appearing on her face, that made quinn feel warm inside despite being thousands of miles away.

of course he did, he loved her and even had a ring picked out, he was just waiting for the right moment. the only thing he wasn’t sure about the ten kids. but who knew maybe a big family was in their future.

[philly-interlude]

[11:51 AM]

"have you ever thought of leaving her?"

"...why do you ask?"

"i'm asking you a question"

"...sometimes-"

you heard two men chatting behind the slightly opened door of the rooftop, surely it was your boyfriend jisung and his bestfriend.

your hands grip the handles, hesitating whether you'll go there or nah, well you don't wanna interrupt their chattering.

you didn't hear the next words coming from his mouth as you left downstairs with the lunch tight on your arms, you didn't know why you left though your mind tells you to listen more of it.

he thought of leaving me sometimes? am i too much for him...or am i not enough...?

you have now overthink

on your way down, you bumped with ara—jisung's ex-crush which is also your... bestfriend? maybe.

"oh? y/n, be careful you have lunch with you, is that for jisung?" she smirked teasingly as she lifted her brow teasing you more, but honestly, it doesn't give you butterflies on your stomach.

without a word, you smiled and just nodded respectfully knowing she's the president of your class lol, "well i have to go somewhere sorry" she was about to say something but you ran from her not wanting to speak more.

oh god how you despised listening to her speaking his name in front of you, you despised how she acts in front of your boyfriend when she borrows his bike, how you despise her in every way whenever she interacts with jisung.

you were never jealous, but when it comes to both of them, jealousy flares anywhere. you just wanna cry and curl up like a baby thinking that they both have feelings for each other but you trust jisung, you love him.

unknown to you, you were crying already from the thought of them having conversations behind your back, but you know she won't betray you because she already has her man, so why cry over jisung cheating with ara? that's just stupid.

or maybe it was just the stereotype that jisung would cheat with her since he liked her before and that he also has a photo with her that we willingly took and posted it on social media with 70 reactions with the caption "true love is with the president" and just- but he hasn't done that with you.

in addition to that, his mother has seen it and more people did, too, especially his and her relatives and close friends and that hurt you more now.

you don't like overreacting when it comes to this but you fished your phone from your skirt pocket and went to your social deleting the highlight you had with both of you and jisung.

"that's radioactive jealousy you have there my friend" a familiar voice interrupted your thoughts and hid the screen of your phone hastily, it was too late as you looked up and saw jisung's bestfriend raising his eyebrows with a small smile towards you.

you stood up and rolled your eyes on him, "shut up, where's jisung?" you plainly asked. he crossed his arms in front of you with a stoic gaze, "you were just sobbing about him and then you're finding him now? the fuck is that mood"

"just answer me"

"nuh-uh let's go somewhere else for you to clear your mind, crying about him and finding him after your rage won't help for the sake of your peace-"

you interrupted him with your index finger touching his lips shutting him up as you inhaled gritting your teeth, "fine let's go" you went past through him and he followed like a dog behind you.

a voice oh-so-familiar caught your ears and halted both you and jisung's friend's steps, him almost bumping into you letting out a small 'ow'

"y/n!" it's jisung, obviously, but he isn't the one that caught your attention- "see i told you we shouldn't walk this path y/n you're so hard-headed-" jisung's bestfriend whispered annoyingly beside you.

you wanna furrow your eyebrows but you don't want to give a negative impression towards your boyfriend especially since it's the only free time you can be with him.

"hi sungie" you hugged each other as you trained your eyes to ara, of course she went with her 'cutie patootie' persuasion just to borrow your boyfriend's bike again.

might as well smell the seat of your bike after she sits on it. your evil side spoke but you shook your head not wanting to be mad and jealous again, you have the worst personality when you get jealous, you know that so you limit your craziness to prevent...homicide.

"have you eaten yet?" jisung asked, "no" you briefly but straightforwardly answered. "attitude, miss" he deadpanned, "what's with you again?" questioned him.

"nothing lol" you giggled and pinched his cheeks and was about to go away from his arms and tell some invalid reasons yet he gripped your arms tightly but softly forcing you to stay with him, that man's dead serious and he ain't ballin'.

jisung pulled you somewhere hidden (a/n: it's not what you think it is-) and cornered you on the wall, he looked at you dead in the eye, "go on what's with the attitude? i know you y/n don't trip me" he lowly said.

but you're a bit prideful, "you know me? then you gotta know when to avoid people i despise too, i'm not being possessive, i honestly don't care sung but when it comes to her it's a different story.

it's a fucking different feeling because i feel like you still have those sparks on your eyes whenever you look at her whenever she speaks to you like- whenever...i don't know i can't trust you with her, i am jealous, of course i admit that i hate everything you did to her that you didn't do to me...i-

i hate to think that you liked her more before than you do to me as your...girlfriend", your knees went weak and eventually gave up from being overwhelmed, you hate crying in front of him over a small thing.

he went down you slowly, his glittery eyes looking at you sadly, but the words that came out from his mouth surprised you.

"you're overreacting again" he pulled you close to him and brought you back to the classroom.

[tartigglez]

Hello tunblr user that I have NEVER spoken to before

Can I pretty please request dragon!zhongli doing dragon!Zhongli things

Like hoarding shiny things, and having a tail and hating random plants and squid 😭😭😭😭 idk I’m just hoping that something in this magically inspires your brain BUT feel free to ignore me

(I also really wanted to initiate ur ask box lol)

~ 🌷 anon <3

Why hello there tumblr user who i have also never spoken to! i hope this is uh,,, acceptable.

it was so hard to find a title for this oml

"my natural form...?"

zhongli x gn!reader

genre: fluff, pure unfiltered fluffiness, such fluff, many fluffitude

word count: 500-ish

tags: retail addict zhong bc we love to see it, possessive zhong, zhong hates fish zhong, protective zhong (hes a cutie patootie guys omgomomgomgomgogmogmHDKAJH), venti makes a cameo/reader is a traveller but not tHE traveller bc THEYRE MINORS I REFUSE TO WRITE THAT. thats kinda it

tw/cw: possessive dragon boi, it lowkey seems like lightly toxic behaviour but i think thats it

a/n: i wrote a little smol bit of this every night this week so its maybe a bit disjointed but whatever. this was fun to write ty tulip bb. zhongli is the cutest im so sOFT FOR THIS MAN AAAA. also send me asks, ples, pls, plsssssssss, pls.

dragon!zhongli who will buy pretty things without even realising that he quite literally has a retail addiction. will put things in random places in your house then get really confused when you move them. he keeps closely monitored stock of everything.

“darling, have you seen my golden vase anywhere”

“which golden vase?” 

“the one i purchased last week, at the market”

“i put flowers in it, it’s in the kitchen”

“okay, okay, good”

“you seem awfully worried about it”

“i am not, i simply… wished to know where it was… is all.”

“i see.”

dragon!zhongli who is lowkey possessive over you but refuses to admit it, also he feels that jealousy is not a good shade on him. But he’s a dragon, and you’re his most prized treasure, so it is only natural to him to protect you, right? it can’t be helped. he's got a really good sense of smell, so he can always tell who you’ve been around in the past few hours, but won’t tell you because he's afraid it’ll freak you out. 

(side note: he totally loves your scent and will compliment you on it all the time, like he’ll bury his head in your neck to calm himself down omg)

“my dear, who was with you earlier?”

“the guild had me teleport to mondstadt for a commission, why?”

“nothing my love, i simply- nevermind”

you look him in the eyes doubtfully

“tell.” 

“alright. you were with the anemo archon, yes?”

“i was. i was sent out to windrise to fight some hilichurls, i ran into him and he helped me defeat them, why?” 

“nothing, darling. the hilichurls didn’t hurt you, did they?”

“when has a hilichurl ever hurt me?”

“it is difficult to argue with that logic.”

dragon!zhongli who despite literally creating the harbour, refuses to go near the markets. he cannot stand the smell of the seafood that the merchants sell, so despite trying to “blend in” whilst in his mortal form, he will rarely be sighted outside the innermost parts of the city. 

“li’”

“yes, dear?”

“shall we take a stroll by the harbour? i have a free hour this afternoon and we should spend some time together. i haven’t spent much time with you this week, and i've missed you.”

“i have missed you too, love, however i think that-”

“you think?”

“i think that it is rather cold, down by the harbour. Shall we go to the teahouse instead?”

dragon!zhongli who is unconsciously protective of you in his sleep. he will wrap his tail around your form when cuddling, as a literal natural response. puts it around your waist and between your arms whilst spooning you so you can hug it like a teddy bear whilst he puts little kisses on your shoulders as you doze off. tells you the stories of years gone by as you sleep to vent his worries.

“li’”

“darling?”

“tell a story”

“must i?”

“yes, you must!”

“very well my dear, close your eyes.”

[spicyicetea]

Side note from the current Yandere JJBAx reader I’m working on but still JJBA related. I’m currently watching part 4 and I just love everyone.

So here are my opinions on them and some relationship headcannons

Not all characters have relationship stuff-

Jotaro

I love how Jotaro is still himself but just… feels slightly baby girled. I also love how the first thing we properly see of him in part 4 is him 1- pitying a turtle 2-sucker punching Josuke moments later. With that being said, he’d totally be smitten for you. I may joke on how others are simps, this is my number one simp choice.

You probably didn’t obsess over him like the girls when he was younger but actually talk to him like a person, not just a set of hot muscles. He does like it when you talk about his hot muscles though ok… play your cards right and he might let you touch, but don’t tease him or he’ll back away. But, once you’re official, I feel like he’d quite like witty banter and teasing from his partner, as long as it’s clear you’re joking. No joke, probably fell for you after you mentioned a random fish/ocean creature fact.

“Huh? Oh you’re reading about starfish? I like starfish, even though they’re not actually a fish.”

“Marry me-“ “huh, what did you-“ “good grief, I said nothing…” 10/10 on my way to marry him as we speak.

Josuke

Josuke, I wasn’t sure if I’d like him at first but he is my baby no.2. He’s such a sweetheart, so dependable. Just his reaction any time his friends are in danger is just perfect. Plus I love his mom. The way he’d defend your honour like he defends his hair. Anyone say anything out of pocket about you and they’re dealing with your very powerful boy. Totally brags to you about how he’s Jotaro’s uncle and that Jotaro asks for his help on missions soooo often. But then later asks Jotaro for date ideas and advice because he’s older. My man is a romantic at heart you can’t lie to me. 10/10 would make dinner for him and baby him.

Koichi

Although Koichi isn’t my type personally, he’s such a cutie patootie. He’s so sweet and genuine that I imagine he’d just be a darling to eat lunch with and talk about your favourite shows or manga. 10/10, would walk with you too and from school.

Okuyasu

Okuyasu… he is my baby. He’s stupid, strong and has a heart of gold despite looking like a delinquent… you guys can’t lie to me that is definition of a Himbo. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t drag you out on every little adventure he could with him and the others. He’d have you wearing his jacket when it’s cold and if you already have one he’d insist his is warmer and then wear yours so you can have his. Dinner dates at Tonio’s. Yeah 10/10 he might be a menace sometimes but he’d fight for you. Use your scary dog privilege wisely.

Speaking of Tonio… only slutty men know how to cook. (/J) 10/10 I love him, underrated husband.

Rohan is a self centred jerk… I’m going to aggressively make out with him and you can’t stop me. 10/10 (sorry I’ve only seen like 2 episodes with him so I don’t have much commentary)

I’ve only just gotten to the episode where we see him pulling up to his house after nearly hitting Koichi so I can’t really report on Kira yet… but a man who carries an arm around… yeah smash- 10/10 psychotic asshole.

[oswildin]

Hii may I request for fluffy/comedy with Steven

Aggressively complimenting Steven and calling him weird nicknames which gets weirder to see his reaction 😂 poor baby would go from being totally flustered to being confused

Also Marc having the time of his life and Jake randomly screaming in Spanish in their headspace (idk if it's the right term I'm sorry if it's wrong)

Your wish is my command, my friend ✨

Red Italics = Marc

Orange Italics = Jake

Imagine giving Steven nicknames:

It started small. Sweet. Simple.

It started with ‘babe’, which of course Steven instantly felt his cheeks grow warm as he wore a goofy smile at the term that fell from your lips. He kind of just stood in flustered mode for a few minutes, completely forgetting what you had even said before ‘babe’.

“Steven?” You waved a hand in front of his face as he finally came back to reality, blinking a few times.

“Sorry…” The corner of his lip turned upwards. “You called me babe.” He breathed out as you smirked at him.

“Yes. Yes I did Steven.” You laughed lightly.

And that was how it started.

The second term you used was ‘sweetie’, which made his heart swell. Hell, he almost turned into a giggly schoolgirl as you enjoyed watching him light up at the endearing word. Of course, he began using ‘love’ towards you. Which also made your own heart swell. But you wanted to keep going, see how far you could ultimately take the nicknaming.

“Hey Cutie Patootie.”

That one caught him a little off guard, but he still gave you that goofy smile.

“Could you pass me the salt, my cinnamon bun?”

A slight brow furrow, but mostly unphased none the less. Time to step it up.

“Duckie, could you turn the light off?”

That one got you a slight head tilt, as you just stared at him. He then turned to switch off the lamp on the bedside table as he mouthed ‘duckie?’

“Here comes my Goldfish Dad.”

You beamed at Steven as he entered the flat, turning to face you at your words.

“Goldfish dad?” He raised a brow as you shrugged.

“Well yeah, Gus!” You gestured to the fish in his tank. “Duh!” He nodded slowly as he approached you.

“I suppose I am a goldfish dad.” He shrugged, as you nodded, turning back to what you were doing.

Steven. They’ve been giving us new nicknames every week. Have you not noticed?

“Yeah I noticed, is it just me or are they getting weirder?” Steven asked quietly as he took off his jacket.

Yeah… I wanna see where this goes.

“Snookums-“ You began watching as Steven’s head snapped towards you. “Shall we watch a movie?” Steven almost looked around him as if he was searching for who you were addressing.

They’re talking to you idiot.

Steven heard Marc say as his brows shot up in surprise.

“Snookums?” Steven asked, in almost disbelief. You bit your tongue from laughing at the poor man’s confusion, clearing your throat as you nodded.

“Movie?” You asked in return as he eventually nodded, making his way over to you on the sofa.

“What’s with the nicknames?” He questioned, raising a curious brow. “Not that I don’t like them-“ He quickly added, making sure not to offend you. You shrugged simply, fighting the urge to laugh at the confusion on his features. The poor man was probably trying hard to understand half the nicknames you had been calling him by.

Hey Snookums…

Marc teased, making kissy faces in the mirror of to Steven’s side as Steven glared at the man in the reflection. He knew Marc was loving every second that Steven felt flustered and confused by your antics.

¿Que es esto? (What is this?)

“Come closer, mon petit chou. (My little cabbage).” You told Steven, tapping the space beside you as he felt his cheeks grow hot at your use of French.

¡¿francés?! (French?!)

Awww Steven, they called you their little cabbage…

Without a warning, Steven had got up from his seat, stalking towards the mirror as he grabbed it, quickly taking it down and flipping it round so he couldn’t see his reflection anymore.

“Steven?” You asked, raising a brow as he turned back to you.

“Sorry.” He apologised meekly. “Sorry, love. All yours now.” He declared as he sat beside you once again, pulling you into him for a hug.

[readreactrant]

Do you have top favorite character (or characters, if you feel like listing multiple) of all time from any media (animanga, tv series/cartoon/movies, books, etc)? Why love them?

Late reply cuz I kinda forgot abt this one hahah (٥↼_↼)

But oh do I have a LOT of them.

Starting off...

Bakugou Katsuki and Izuku Midoriya (MHA): they're amazing as a ship in their own right but as characters their both so deep and interesting with many layers and nuances interlaced between them.

Mikage Reo (Blue Lock): aside from easily getting attached to characters the fandom hates for no legit reason *coughs in Bakugou and Takemichi* he's literally the most perfect, precious cutie patootie. Not only that he's WIFE MATERIAL which is something instantly found attractive about him, the things I think about OMG (๑♡⌓♡๑)

Dante (Devil May Cry): I was fifteen and he was the coolest video game character I ever saw. Couldn't tell you which of the games tho, only watched and commented while my brother played. I did watch a few episodes of the anime but it's been so long I don't remember if I liked or hated it.

Ryomen Sukuna (Jujutsu Kaisen): We love a chaotic king, like yasss bitch, kill those innocent civilians yayyy!!!

Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter): Blond and bitchy just the way I like em.

Sano Manjiro (Tokyo Revengers): How are you the best fighter but oozing such bratty bottoms energy I love him!!!

Tyki Mikk (D.gray Man): He's a keeper when he can literally reach into your chest to stop your heart, sorry I don't make the rules (^^)

Kuroko Tetsuya (Kuroko no Basket): I'm rewatching the anime and why is he low-key so funny??? Aside from that drama just follows him constantly and I'm so down that.

Sung Jinwoo (Solo Leveling): Daddy and babygirl. The ultimate combo.

Ash Lynx (Banana Fish): *bursts into tears*

Yato and Yukine (Noragami): They're the only reason I considered picking up the manga when I realized there was probably no third season coming. Like I need to know how they're doing but I'm so lazy. They bounce off each other so well and I don't think I can like one without the other.

Lu Guang (Link Click): he came back in time for his boyfriend?!??! Season 3 where are you?!?!! (〒﹏〒)

Benimaru (Reincarnated as a Slime): Red haired, ogre Daddy.

Chloe Decker (Lucifer): I have a problem liking female characters cuz many of them rarely stick with me but I love her, she's cool, and in my honest opinion very well written.

Kaburagl T. Kotetsu aka Tiger (Tiger and Bunny): We stan single fathers with washed up energy. All he needs is a tall, blond brat to push his buttons.

Natsusa Yuzuki (Number 24): He's so sassy and dramatic I need him as my bestie ASAP. All that while having the whole cast wrapped around his fingers, truly the embodiment of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. I don't care if you disagree.

Lloyd Frontera (Greatest Estate Developer): The only taskmaster I'd willingly serve, they call him ugly I call him 'Sir'. Maniac???where?? All I see is a man trying to get his bag and be happy.

But that's all from me babes, those are all the characters I can think of off the top of my head. Mainly got to this cuz I don't think I'll make any real fan or shipping post this cuz I've got art and deadlines to attend to. Hoped anon likes my answers and I'll get to answer more questions like this.

[sweet-child]

i love lindsay lohan she’s making this movie so bearable. ALSO MATT DILLON IS SO CUTE FOR HAVING GENUINELY PIERCED HIS EAR FOR RUMBLE FISH!!!

such a cutie. in everything he does, he’s such a cutie patootie. i love him, my old man.

AHHHH HES A CUTIE!! I LOVE MY MEN WITH PEIRCED EARS SHSHSHHSHS ESPECIALLU WHEN THEY HAVE THE SLUTTY LOOP EARRING

[v-anrouge]

I THRIVE for the idea of rooks dad being a himbo who does law and stuff, a bit busy, but still loves his wife and kids so much. Like big, rough man with a few little cutie patooties nearby as he teaches them how to fish

NO LITERALLY CUZ I WILL RIOT IF HIS PARENTS ARE RELEASED AND HIS MOM ISNT A FOX BEASTWOMAN WHO IS TALL AS FUCK AND HIS DAD IS SHORTER THAN HER AND LIKE SHE HAS TROUBLE EXPRESSING HER FEELINGS SO HE HELPS HER AND HE HAS TROUBLE CONTROLLING HIS EMOTIONS AND SHE ALWAYS HELPS HIM CALM DOWN ANS THEY'RE SO INTIMIDATING TO PPL THEY DONT KNOW BUT INSIDE THEIR HOUSE THEY'RE ALWAYS HUGGING KISSING AND BEING CHEESY AND ALWAYS BEINF MADE FUN OF BY THEIR KWN FUCKING CHILDREN WHK THEY LOVE SO FUCKNF MUCH

[cbmagus49]

FORDUARY WEEK 3: AU

Figured this’d be a good opportunity to redraw my Monster Falls designs so I could post them here! Also thought it would be kinda funny to use Week 3 - which has the alt theme of ‘hands’ - for an AU in which Ford technically doesn’t have proper hands.

Also hey, I finally figured out how to do the Keep Reading thing, so full individual pics and design ramblings will be under the cut ^^ I am slowly but surely figuring out how to function on this site :P

Man I really need to get around to making a proper post about my Second Summer AU, this is the second time in a row I’ve used the designs from it and I’ve yet to talk about it at all :|

ANYWAY

First up we have Cervitaur!Dipper ^^ He had to take his hat off because the lil’ antler nubbins got in the way and he didn’t want to damage it

I hope he looks sufficiently deer-like; I’ve never seen one irl but I looked at a bunch of pictures so it should be fine, also it doesn’t matter because he’s a mythical creature and not a deer but STILL

I’m sure being the only herbivore in the family is... not stressful at all (:

Gargoyle!Stan next ^^ He’s the only one who can still wear pants lol, not that it’s terribly comfortable to do so with the tail and all but he has standards dang it

He can’t take the shirt or coat off because the wings tore through them when he transformed and they’re too big to fit back through. It’s a good thing he’s so good at mending clothes or he’d probably be pissed about this.

Idk if that’s a stony texture or scales but he sure is bumpy. I figure he can probably turn into stone as well since he’s a gargoyle so there’s that

Whenever I look at Monster Falls stuff it’s always Mermaid!Mabel this and Unitaur!Mabel that MAKE HER BOTH COWARDS

Behold: Ichthyounitaur!Mabel ^^ She’s a cutie patootie and I love her so much

She’s basically just an ichthyocentaur but the fish parts are narwhal. A side effect of this is that she doesn’t necessarily need to be submerged to survive and can’t actually breathe underwater, but she generally prefers to be in the water anyways so they got her a tank :)

Finally, it’s Sphynx!Ford ^^ Figuring out how to turn everyone back would probably go a lot quicker if he still had actual hands instead of these big unwieldy paws. Mabel’s delighted though :)

Since both gargoyles and sphynxes are commonly portrayed as statues I imagine him having a similar ability to Stan’s, but he turns metallic or something. Probably not literal pure gold because that’s hella soft and would be a terrible natural defense but something similar looking.

It seems quite appropriate to me that Ford’s default Monster Falls form is somewhat feline because fun fact: polydactyly is pretty common in cats! I don’t know if that applies to big cats as well but I thought that was neat ^^

[2-cute-4-school]

𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴/𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦

requested by the national cutie pie @heartyyjeno​

Mark Lee

he can be a bit oblivious sometimes bless his soul꒰๑˃͈꒵˂͈๑꒱୭

so he’s kinda clueless as why tf you’re so pouty 

has he said anything stupid earlier? forgotten any important date?? or... even worse

ARE YOU ON YOUR PERIOD?? (ｼ;ﾟДﾟ)ｼ  ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵖᵉʳᶦᵒᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ’ᵗ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵐʸ ᵐᶦⁿᵈ ˢᵒʳʳʸ

he’s too nervous to even prod at you rn

especially after a trainee who just happens to be wearing his hoodie passes by and you-

did you just growl?!?? ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

but you’re his baby and you’re just SO deflated and he HATES seeing you anything but happy and lively so he just can’t stand by and watch you so upset cuz his lil heart hurts too (๑◕︵◕๑)

“babe, are you uh alright?”

“yeah, just a little bit cold” *trying to subtly hint him*

“oh! that’s not good, you should have dressed warmer, should i go ask manager-hyung to turn up the heating in the practice room??”

 ‘maybe i should just set your ass on fire to warm up’ (►˛◄’!)

“or do you maybe want my hoodie?? it should be enough so you won’t be cold anymore, where did i... ohhhhh”

*light bulb turning on above his head* (〇o〇；)

“it’s fine mark, it’s not like you love me anyway it’s fine i should have seen this coming” *loud fake sobbing in your hands* *mark panic*

“no no baby come on-”

“let’s just get the divorce papers, mark lee!!!!”

“but we’re not married-” *sobbing intensifies* “i’m sorry, I’M SORRY!!! i didn’t mean to!! here, just a second!!” (´⊙ω⊙`)！

this specimen just took off his shirt and draped it over you in the middle of the practice room

“mark, wtf are you doing?!?? i was only kidding!!”

“how was i supposed to know, what if you were seriously upset-”

“hyung, can you help-”  *chenle slams door closed* *dolphin screams* “you’re paying for my eyeball removal surgery, you nasties!!”

“chenle NO”

Huang Renjun

my man here catches on pretty quickly what your pout is about

you didn’t make it exactly hard to notice either (；¬д¬)

“y/n, want some ice cream?”

“no, i’m cold, you can shove it up yo ass and share with dear [redacted]”

jesus i wonder why your s/o is mad renjun

he’s not sure how to approach the situation at first, worried that he might get a tube of ice shoved somewhere he wouldn’t want it to ゞ◎Д◎ヾ

he decides to just be himself read as blunt

“baby come oooon, i can ask them to give it back”

“no, then i’ll seem like a possessive bitch” (Θ︹Θ)ს

“don’t call yourself that!! but then should i just run back to the dorms and get another hoodie?”

“no, i missed you this week, i don’t want you to leave”

“then you can just come with me?” (≖^≖๑ )ﾌ

“but i’m too lazy to get up” same reader same

renjun : ఠ ͟ಠ then wth DO YOU WANT ?!!!?!!

your soul renjun

he’s a bit lost and you’re kinda under the weather too and he HATES it because you’re his kitten and he CAN’T and WON’T allow you to feel anyhting but like absolute royalty with him ೕ(⁍̴̀◊⁍̴́ฅ)

so he just drapes himself over your back, wrapping his arms tightly around you, caging you in a warm embrace and nuzzling his cheek into yours

“who needs a hoodie when they’ve got a junnie??!?!” (˃̵ᴗ˂̵ ๑)

how could anyone stay mad when a cutie like renjun just curls himself around you and pulls you flush against himself, wrapping his limbs around you and peppering kisses everywhere in reach

you’re basically purring in content at this how could you not 」(￣▽￣」)

depending on how tired the both of you are, you might qualify for a good ol’ nap cuddled up against renjun 

but don’t let this fool you

you AIN’T gona catch him making the same mistake again

he’s asking you first about absolutely anything

“no renjun, i don’t need the last of your toilet paper, why do you even- you know what, don’t answer that, just go take a shit in peace” Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

Lee Jeno

we all know jeno is too much of a sweetheart to say ‘no’ (๑′ᴗ‵๑)

he might be freezing himself and he’d still give his hoodie away to the first person who asks learn how to say NO kids

so now you’re both freezing and on top of everything you’re upset too

that’s a DOUBLE KILL for sweet babie jeno (๑◕︵◕๑)

“babe i’m sorry how was i supposed to know you don’t like them??”

“it’s not even that, jeno, you’re literally shivering!! why would you give it if you’re cold too?”

and that’s when jeno’s bf sathelit sprung into action

“wait... ‘too’?? are you cold, my baby??!??!?” (ʘᗩʘ’)

“no, wait, i mean yes, but that’s not-”

“i’ll be back in a second” he isn’t even kidding

he comes back with a blanket AND heating pads (that he doesn’t miss a second to clutch to your cheeks and then coo at your fish face)

“where did you get these from?” *suspicious*

he tells you he borrowed stole them from hyuck by politely asking for them threatening with a flex of his arm while eye smiling the entire time hyuck stood no chance ( ⚆ ᴗ ⚆ ) *nervous chuckle*

but jeno allows you no debating time before he wraps you in the blanket like a lil cutie patootie WARM burrito and leaves a *smooch* to your forehead ( ˘ ³˘)♥

you can spend an eternity arguing with him that you should take turns since he’s cold too, he isn’t taking ANY OF IT

his bubs isn’t allowed to be cold and he wants you to forget about who he lent his hoodie to too

the only way you can get him to relent is refusing to stay cocooned in it

“y/n, wear it or you’ll catch a cold!!” ( •̀ω•́ )σ

“sorry to burst your bubble, but you can and will catch a cold too!!”

that’s how you found yourself sandwiched between jeno’s arms, suffocating from both his bodt warmth and the blanket enveloping THE BOTH of you

best sauna would 110% recommend ୧( ⁼̴̶̤̀ω⁼̴̶̤́ )૭

Lee Donghyuck

my man here knows EXACTLY what he’s doing once *that person* asks him for his hoodie with a flirty smile

he lends it over with that shit eating grin but not without watching from the corner of his eye as you deflated like a loney baloney ( ◞᷄દ◟᷅ )

pretends to not notice your pout and lack of answers to his remarks

“y/n, wanna order chinese tonight?”

sweet, but not on my watch asshole *silence* (˵¯͒⌢͗¯͒˵)

“i’ll take that as a yes, i’ve been craving some seaweed soup”

*eye twitch*

‘fine u lil booger two can play at this game’ (•̀o•́)ง

you leave the room and return... wrapped up in MARK’S sweater and plop down back next to hyuck proudly (ฅ⁍̴̀◊⁍̴́)

he tenses up and turns to you

“y/n” ooooh damn you’re in deep shit

*you bat your eyelashes innocently* “yes my dear?”

“you stink, can you move further away?”

you... did not... JUST HEAR THAT??!?!!? (ﾉꐦ ⊙曲ఠ)ﾉ彡┻━┻

but you get up and walk with your tail between your legs to the other side of the room and curl up in a ball of failure

you both do your own things insilence until-

*sniffle* *hiccup* *SNIFFLE*

“y/n?” *silence*”baby??” *hiccup*

oh no oh no NO NO, hyuck’s baby ain’t crying on his watch (╯’□’)╯

he DASHES to your side and envelops you in his arms while cooing apologies and sweet nothings in your ear

“come on baby, you know i didn’t mean it, i just want your attention and your attention only and i only meant that mark’s hoodie stinks, never you, you’re my baby, you can’t-” ヾ( •́д•̀ ;)ﾉ

and then your shoulders start shaking and hyuck starts to actually worry until your sobs turn into... giggles?? hold up, WHAT??

he turns you around just to see you in a fit of giggles, the only tears present are the ones building up in your eyes from laughter

“oh you think you’re smart, don’t you??” (⁎⁍̴̀﹃ ⁍̴́⁎)♡

ATTACC OF TICKLES FOR YOU

Na Jaemin

another sweetheart tbh who wouldnt be able to refuse out of courtesy

but he just KNOWS he fcked up the moment you turn away when he leans in to kiss you (︶︹︺) ╯ ( ് દ ് )

but he ain’t giving up so easily

no matter how upset you are, depriving him of his dose of kisses? federal crime!!!! CRUELTY!!!!!!! ╰[ ಠ Ĺ̯ಠ]╯

so he keeps on pushing his affections on you

a clutching back hug, a rushed kiss wherever he is able to land it considering your struggle to avoid him, a nuzzle against your cheek, a pinch to your cheeks, a failed attempt to lockyour hands together

my man here tries not to show disappointment whenever you succesfully escape his ♡ 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ♡   

jaemin, grumbling: “you and jisungie, a couple of hooligans, i’ll leave you on the welcome mat tonight for this” (҂⌣̀_⌣́) he won’t he loves you too much, he can’t fall asleep if he’s not 110% sure you’re well fed and happy

but he still babies you to no end

“come on my baby, what should i do so you forgive me hm?”( *¯ ³¯*)♡

you, an entire baby: *huff* “so now you care huh? go ask or no, go TAKE CARE of [redacted]” 

jaemin’s last braincell performing swan lake on thin ice male version 2020 be like ₍₍ ◝( ･’ω’･ )◟ ⁾⁾

so he sighs and leaves the room

so NOW you’re worrying that mayyyybe you pushed him a bit too far

but before you even get the chance to walk down the hallway in your mighty search for your boyfriend, everything suddenly goes black

no you didn’t pass out or did you

jaemin just creeped up on you and ENGULFED you in a blanket hug for which he DEFINITELY didn’t run a marathon to buy༼つ ் ▽ ் ༽つ

when you finally manage to worm your head out of the fluffy cocoon he engulfed you in, your words were still muffled

“nana?? how did you even-???”

he just hugs you tighter and cuts off your questions

“shhh, all that matters is that you are ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE and i am maybe perhaps forgiven??”  ◕ ‿ ◕ 

how could you ever refuse this precious soul

Zhong Chenle

so i can see one(1) scenario in which he would lend his hoodie to someone he SPECIFICALLY knows you don’t fancy

if you had a let’s say disagreement before and we all know he can be PETTY big time sooo basically he’d do it just to spite you ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

and the lil shiz looks SO PROUD of himself

but you’re not letting the brat win we ain’t no losers _へ__(‾◡◝ )>

so you just creep up behind him and stick your glacier hands up his shirt and rest them on his warm back

when i’m telling you he broke the record for the highest jump and most likely shattered any windows in the vicinity ༻(〃ຶ⌂〃ຶ)

“y/n!!!! keep your ice cubes to yourself!!”

“but i’m cold”

“your cold, your problem”

“watch me say the same thing when jaemin’s chasing you around with a wooden ruler” （；¬＿¬)

things settle down after that

or so he thought!!!!! (งಠل͜ಠ)ง never let your guard down lele sigh

another sneak attack to make sure chenle gets a SOUR taste of absolutely pure pettiness so he gets sick of it himself lol

this time a bitch ain’t joking

you shove your entire head under his shirt and then slither yourself so the top of your head pops out of chenle’s shirt collar let’s hope chenle made the wise choice of wearing a loose shirt so you both won’t suffocate

so you just blink up at him like (◕ᴥ◕)

and chenle is shrieking the entire time sigh

and while you’re too cute for him, its not exactly comfortable for either of you so he pats your head and begs asks you to get out of his shirt(?)

“am i getting your hoodie then?”

“i can’t just barge in and ask for it back”

“alright them i’m suffocating you FUN” (╯✧∇✧)╯

“i’m buying you an entire store of hoodies, JUST GET.OUT!!!”(;≧皿≦）

you have to restrain him for actually going on a shopping spree cuz he LOVES spoiling you but he pays in cuddles while you’re snuggling in your favourite hoodie of his

Park Jisung

confused babie /(@ﾟﾍﾟ@) a mood 

he probably lent his hoodie cause he was too shy to refuse and didn’t even know you don’t like the person he gave it to

and then he’s clueless when you’re pouty ｢(ﾟ<ﾟ)ﾞ??

jisung: “do you want some water??”

you: *grumbling visibly upset* ( ｰ̀εｰ́ )

jisung, at a safe distance away from you, scratching his head, rethinking life choices: “...okay, maybe not. how about choco milk?”

he keeps an eye on you but other than that he’s LOST lol

that’s when the ✨𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓼✨ kick in

emergency contact momma jaemin is the first person jisung calls once he escaped to the ‘bathroom’

“jisung, you know i love you, BUT ARE YOU DUMB?? HOW COULD YOU- blahblahblah” my man is listening to an entire rant about how to treat your partner well 101 (۶* ‘ꆚ’)۶”

now that he knows the theory, he needs the practice

but you might already worry that he fell in the toilet with how long he’s been gone for god forbid you fall into that dark void

so he calls chenle

“chenle, i’m treating you to hotpot if you bring me a blanket or hoodie in less than 5 minutes”

“add in some steak and it’s a deal” ( ✧≖ ͜ʖ≖)

“i’m so selling your soul for a piece of gum, FINE!! just be quick!!”

THIS BOI RIGHT HERE!! A TREASURE!!!! he would step on his honour just to make sure his bubs is hapyy ˭̡̞(◞⁎˃ᆺ˂)◞*✰

so after he excuses himself again to retrieve the blanket from chenle

he BURRITO WRAPS you in it and then sits down next to your confused but undeniably happy form and pats your head nervously while he rambles you’re still his most sought after for of comfort no matter what

“i’m sorry for being a bad boyfriend, i should have realized you’d be cold too and that i should always put you first and i-”

you cut him off with a chaste kiss to his cheek which definetely doesn’t leave him speechless and tomato red in the cheeks (๑♡⌓♡๑)

“it’s okay, i was just being dramatic, you should always put yourself first tho, okay baby??”

baby is malfunctioning but he still nods mindlessly and kisses your cheek back ( ᵅั ᴈ ᵅั;)

[anythingforspence]

the capstone - chapter one

Summary: Reader is a semester away from getting her masters in Psychology and duringher last semester she has to complete her capstone, or passion project if you will. This year, the professors decided that each student will be personally mentored by a psycologyst in distinct fields. When Y/N meets hers, she can’t decide whether she is lucky or if it will be a long 5 months.

Pairing: Female reader x Spencer Reid

Word Count: 1.8 k

Chapter warning: harsh language, sexy talk, no smut yet

A/N: omg tysm for all of the love on the teaser post. i hope i dont dissapoint.

Although I’m wide awake, I let my alarm clock keep beeping and beeping and beeping as I stare up at the white ceiling of my cheap studio apartment. My neighbor woke me up bright and early this morning by doing what sounded like lugging a dead body throughout his apartment. I lifted my head slightly just to slam it back against my bed, whining about being awake at 5:30 am. I’m probably just nervous. I have to complete this passion project for my psychology class by being mentored by a famous psychologist and write a paper about their career and their wisdom I guess. I have a meeting with my mentor today and I don’t know what to expect. My professor kept the identity of our mentors a secret. For the “excitement” and whatnot.

With a sigh, I swing my legs over the side of my bed and bend over to switch off the alarm. Resting my elbows on my knees, I run my hands down my face, basically prepping myself for the fact that I have to stand up soon. The moment I stand, I stretch all throughout my body, ending with my hands high above my head, stretching into the ceiling. My mouth getting ready to yawn when a bang was heard next door, like a book being chucked against the wall ajoined with my neighbors apartment causing me to yelp. I’m pretty sure I heard a chuckle in response to my scream. I glared at the wall, thinking of all the ways I could storm in there and punch my neighbor. I had two choices. I could storm in there and do all the things I wish I could do, or I could mind my business and get ready for the day.

Rolling my eyes I decided to just get ready. I still wanted payback, however, I blasted Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now by The Smiths as I head into the showe. I grab brown trousers, a white button up, and a sage green set of lace undergarments. Not that anyone would see them, unfortunately there has been a drought of sorts in my pants. I just wear them for the aesthetic. Getting undressed, I put on my favorite playlist with all of the songs that make me feel like I’m the main character in an indie film. I heard a light tapping at my door, like some wanted my attention but at the same time wished I never paid attention to them. I decided to ignore it and step under the stream of water in my shower.

Once I was all finished with my shower, I stepped out into my foggy bathroom. Singing along to Bug Collector by Haley Heynderickx, I start drying off and slip on my outfit for the day. I keep my hair in a towel to help it dry some so I don’t have to use any heat on my hair. For my makeup I decided to go for a red lip, neutral blush, mascara, and brows today. Something simple and professional. I let my hair out of the towel and brush it out, not doing too much to it. Blowing myself a kiss in the mirror, I grab my purse and wrap my student ID around my neck, letting it fall next to the golden flower chained to my neck.When I open the door, I laugh in shock at the note my neighbor left for me.“nice taste in music”

I felt something against my leg and knew exactly who it was. “Hi, Payton,” I sweetly spoke to the Sphynx cat at my feet. I named her Payton even though she’s not technically mine and just wanders through the apartment complex. I bend down to give her scratches at her neck. “How’s my cutie patootie. Did you see the asshole who left this not?” She just tilted her head more into my hand, telling me to keep on scratching. “Guess not.” I stand back up and check the time on my watch, “Shit”. I had five minutes to get there.

-----

A bell rang as I entered the coffee shop I was supposed to meet my mentor at, of course with my favorite mask on. My eyes scan the place a little before I walk up to the counter to order my favorite drink. “Hi can I just get a 16 ounce Earl Grey, please?” The barista said something along the lines of yes of course and how my total was 2.16. “Alrighty, thank you.” It didn’t take too long for it to be done. They weren’t very busy and it’s just a tea bag and hot water.

“Excuse me, are you Y/F/N Y/L/N?” 

Woah. His voice sent a tingle down my spine. Probably just because I haven’t had much human contact or the fact that I haven’t been laid in a while but, my god, what I would give for him to say my name again. But that was nothing compared to what I saw when I turned around. I’m just glad I was wearing a mask so he didn’t the way my lips parted when my eyes met his. He had curly brown hair and he dressed like an old man, doesn’t sound like much but for me, that’s everything. Oh my gosh, and he had nerdy little cute glasses? When I realized I was staring I averted my eyes and started blushing.

“Um, yes, hi, that’s my name. I’m so sorry, but what’s your name?” The tremor in my voice made me want to just drop dead. I’m a woman of science but if the Earth knew how to open up and swallow people, now would be the time to prove it.

“Oh hi. I’m Doctor Spencer Reid. I’m your psychology mentor. Did your professor not tell you?” He seemed so confused, oh my god he’s so cute.

“Oh. Oh my God I’m so sorry! My professor didn’t let us know who was mentoring us, just in case we did prior research or something. I’m sorry. But yes um I’m Y/N. It’s very nice to meet you, sir,” I kept on rambling, looking anywhere but his eyes. Unfortunately, it made me look like I was checking him out. Oh fuck.

Chuckling a bit, he goes, “Oh no your fine. No need to apalogize. It’s a pleasure to meet you miss Y/N.” Not going to lie, the way he said my name sent tingles to my pussy. Oh my god what is wrong with me! I can’t be thinking these things about the person who is going to mentor me! Stop being so horny.

I started to blush and I cleared my throat and gestured towards the window. “Um, should we go sit out there?”

“Oh yes of course. Please after you,” he said, his hand finding the small of my back, hitching my breath and making me nervously mess with the rings on my fingers. We sat at the iron tables outside of the coffee shop, he pulled my chair open for me, finally his hands off of me. I felt like I could breathe again but at the same time I felt sad, empty. He took off his mask to take a sip of what he was drinking and holy shit. He had some scruff and his lips just looked so inviting. I wanted to distract from the silence that was biting at me. “So, uh, what do you do?” My voice trailing off, making everything so much heavier with awkwardness and the sexual tension that was just coming from me.

“What do you mean what do I do?” Fuck. I looked so stupid of course he does something in pschology. That’s the whole reason you’re here.

“W-well, um, like what specific area do you work in?”

“I do criminal profiling with the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI.” My eyebrows bunch together in confusion. What does that have to do with psychology? Almost as if he’s reading my mind he continues, “We psycho analyze crime scenes, victims, bodies to understand why a criminal would do what they did, which helps us to understand the type of person they are, their background, and it leads us to the criminal, or unsub.”

“Wow that’s actually really cool. But, like, how does that all work?”

“Tell me, Y/N, when was the last time you had sex?” I didn’t say anything. I was so shocked. First off, how inappropriate, but also how did he know? “When I first walked in, you kept on looking me up and down as if you’ve never seen a man before. You keep fidgeting with your rings. Usually new jewelry makes people fidget but the stains on your fingers suggest you wear rings frequently which means you're nervous. Also ever since I’ve taken my mask offyou haven’t stopped staring at my lips. So, sweet girl, tell me when was the last time you were satisfied?”

I just sat there, gapping at him like a fish out of water. What was I supposed to say? Why thank you for asking, although the last time I’ve had sex was a year ago but the last time I’ve orgasmed has been longer? Before I could come up with an answer he got a phone call. Someone named Morgan needed him or something. Whatever it was, it seemed urgent.“Sorry our meeting got cut short, Y/N. Very important FBI business came up. Here is my card, has my name, email and phone number. I recommend calling me because I don’t usually check my emails or my texts. Your professor already gave me your contact information so I know how to find you. I am very excited for the upcoming months.”

“Oh- uh, thank you,” I whispered, still shocked. He grabs my hand so that he can hand me my card since I haven’t moved a muscle. 

“Oh and Y/N?” My head wips up at him and I let out a “hmm?” that could be mistaken for a moan. “Green is a nice color on you.” Confused, I looked down to see my button up shirt had popped open, letting my green covered tits be seen by the world. Eyes blown open, I immediately cover myself and say a thank you that sounded so embarrassing because my voice cracked. He just chucked and told me he would contact me soon. Before he left, I could’ve sworn he looked at me as if I was a sexy hollywood actress or something. But I brushed it off. Maybe he was concerned for me. After all, I had my tits out and made it obvious that I was desperately horny. God these five months will be awful if I keep thinking about Dr. Reid as a sex partner than a mentor. Then again the concept of having sex with your mentor can be hot. Nope. No. I should stop there.

[starswornoaths]

Starspun Kaleidoscope

This is a commission for the lovely @windup-dragoon of her cutie patootie goobers, Kirishimi and Hien! Under the cut bc it is NSFW in the second half. Thank you so much for your patronage! \o/

Commission info!

To plan a surprise for one such as the Warrior of Light was, to many people and for many, many reasons, folly. Even if one could plan around Kirishimi’s duties as a Scion and Dragoon both, the unforeseeable, looming cataclysms that seemed to dog her at every turn were sure to thwart any attempt to steal her away for a moment not already allocated to her duty.

Brimming with obstinate optimism as he was, Hien did it anyway.

The Kami themselves must have intervened to keep the realm stable long enough to plan around an upcoming festival in Kugane— the Enclave was running smoothly, on the Lord’s end of the planning, and the world seemed to pause for the last moon or so, meaning that apart from the clockwork schedule he could more easily plan around, Kirishimi was actually available to be surprised.

And what a festival to surprise her with! An annual solstice celebration, meant to ring in the fishing and farming season, where the boats bring in their fresh catch and those in the fields harvest the season’s crop. A celebration of the bounties that the Kami have blessed them with, with food, fireworks, and offerings of prayer that the newly planted seeds that will be planted on the morrow will bring just as bountiful a crop.

Planning around both their hectic schedules and when the festival was coming up was, at least to Hien’s mind, akin to discovering a new circle of hell, and had he not had the foresight to distract her with wearing his hair down and well groomed out of its usual ponytail, the whole thing might have been spoilt for her before they had even arrived, but when he gallantly helped her down from their boat onto the docks and watched her eyes grow wide in amazement and joy at the sights, sounds, and smells of the festival, it was all worth it a thousand fold to see her so happy.

“What— how in th’ hells did you—?” Kirishimi gawked at him, then out to the bustling streets with energetic vendors and crowded stalls, then back to him.

“How did I plan a day out for us?” He guessed, smiling wide. She nodded. “An excellent question! I’m still half wondering, myself!”

They shared a laugh as he offered her his arm.

“Now then, let us have some fun while I think of a better answer to your question!” He suggested, the arm not being offered sweeping out toward the stalls.

“How gallant of ya,” she beamed up at him as she looped her arm through his. She sniffed the air with a deep breath and sighed blissfully. “I’d love to know what smells so bloody good…”

Following her keen nose, they wound up at a stall selling grilled skewers of various meats and vegetables. The moment the kebabs came into view, they shared a look, wordlessly agreeing on what their lunch was to be.

It was silly, Hien thought, to be so delighted that they had a moment of playful fighting over who would pay for them— and Krishimi cheered victoriously when her gil was used for the meal. Delighted, for how mundane it was. How normal they could be in this moment. Delighted, for it was just her, and just him, and just them eating festival food and pressing close in crowded streets, arms unwound in favor of twined hands as they wove their way through the crowds. 

And it still amazed him, how profound his joy was at just watching her, marveling at how happy and carefree she looked. Merriment sparkled in her eyes of sapphire and ruby, of sea and fire, her whole face alight with a smile so wide her eyes crinkled at the corners. Her happiness bubbled over, too much for her body to contain, and her shoulders shook with laughter as they watched how faire attendants dazzled the crowds with tricks, music, and dancing.

When he tugged her hand to wordlessly ask her to stop, she peered at him curiously as he held up a finger to ask her to wait. He disappeared in a gaggle of people grouped around a stall he spied off to the side selling mochi, and Kirishimi watched from her place off the side of the street. He could feel her ponderous stare on the back of his head as he ordered a batch of freshly prepared mochi. Upon his return with a beautifully piled mound of little mochi bites, delicately wrapped in a large banana leaf, it was his turn to grin triumphantly.

“Repayment for our lunch!” Hien said with a belly deep chuckle at her fondly exasperated smile, handing her one of the small wooden skewers with which she might pick up dumplings of mochi for herself.

“Oh, you would, ya sweet man, you!” Kirishimi flushed, though she took the offered skewer and speared a fresh, soft mound of mochi. When she popped it in her mouth he watched, hopelessly enraptured, as her eyes closed in bliss while she chewed around her bright grin.

“I gather it’s to your liking?” He asked, grinning like the cat that got the cream.

Still chewing, she gave an enthusiastic hum when she nodded her head. 

“Delicious!” With a flourish, she artfully speared another little mount of mochi on her skewer and held it up to his lips in offering. 

Though her smile was warm as the sun, there was a mischievous twinkle in her eye. He recognized that look of hers— she wanted to get a rise out of him. Well! He thought with a grin. Two can play at that game.

Wordlessly accepting the mochi and challenge both, Hien’s fingertips were a whisper on her skin when he guided her hand closer by the wrist, and peered sidelong at her through his lashes as he pulled the mochi off her skewer. At the sight of Kirishimi bringing her bottom lip between her teeth to bite down on it, his grin only grew more lascivious. Just before he let her hand go, he bent low enough to press a kiss to the inside of her wrists before standing upright faster than she could properly react.

“Delicious.” Hien echoed in agreement once he’d chewed the mochi, even as he made no effort to hide the fact that he was not talking about the sweetmeat at all.

Kirishimi flushed prettily— though when someone in the crowd accidentally bumped into her from behind, it startled them both out of their little world. 

“Crowds are gettin’ worse.” Kirishimi lamented.

“Unfortunate, but I am confident we can manage!” Hien insisted. He handed her the leaf filled with mochi and wound his arm around her waist. “Hang on to our treat— I’ve got you.” 

So they maneuvered with care through the crowds, steadily growing denser than when they had first arrived. Kirishimi readily huddled closer to him, and he was all too happy to curl closer to her. It was so easy for them to make such cramped streets something more intimate, feeding one another bits of mochi and sneaking affection in between.

Hien steered them as gently as he could for how packed the intimately crowded the market streets had become— he hoped that the bridge would be more open, that they might get a good spot in time for the fireworks. His hopes lifted momentarily when the street opened and the crowds thinned again, only for them to be dashed at a turn of his head: the bridge he’d hoped to have her watch the fireworks from was even more crowded than the street. Enough that he faintly wondered if the weight capacity was a danger to the crowd atop it.

“Hmm...this won’t do.” He muttered.

“What, the bridge?” Kirishimi asked once she’d followed his gaze and saw the veritable barricade of people. “Why’re you aimin’ for the bridge?”

“I had hoped to get a good vantage point.” Hien lamented. “I had wanted to surprise you with the view, but it would seem I was not the only one with the idea.” His shoulders slumped. “I hadn’t expected this. I’m sorry, I’d hoped we might see the fireworks from the bridge.”

It stung his pride to admit to his secret plans to her, though he wanted her to at least know he’d intended for this to go better. Rather than the disappointment he expected, he watched her blinked owlishly up at him.

“Oh hells, was that all?” She laughed brightly and seized his hand. “C’mon, I know a spot with a great view!”

For some reason, the thought that she was so familiar with the city had not even occurred to him to draw reference from as inspiration for a back-up plan. Where he had been disappointed at the thought that his best laid plans were coming apart, he could only laugh alongside her as she guided him down the steps to the pier. Somehow, she always made it better.

When they descended the steps into the alleyway beneath the bridge, he was at first skeptical that such a closed off space would have a noteworthy view, but as she led him down the alley and around the corner, he marveled at how the pier opened up to a wide, sparsely populated shipping dock. The water and sky both were so blue in the rapidly approaching twilight that he almost couldn’t tell where they met on the horizon. 

She ushered him to a bench not far from the alley they walked down to get here, and happily pressed herself flush against his side. He readily moved his arm around her to tug her that scant ilm closer and snuck a kiss to her hair as she resumed skewering one of the last mochi.

They had scarcely finished cuddling close before the first firework went off. Even as far away from the crowds as they were, that low din of their shared voices hushed in an instant, everyone peering up at the sky.

Well. Everyone save for Hien.

How could he look anywhere but his beloved, her moonlight silver hair aglow in the ephemeral, colored burst of each firework, eyes brighter than any star he had ever seen. How could he stare at anything with the same awe that her breathtaking smile inspired in him? Impossible. No firework could compare to her radiance.

“See? What’d I tell ya?” Kirishimi asked brightly after a dozen or so fireworks had gone off, looking up at him.

“Quite the sight,” Hien replied quietly, beaming at her through his lashes.

He made no effort to pretend he was looking anywhere but at her, and he delighted in the flush that bloomed on her face.

“Not as nice as the one I’m seein’.” She said quietly. 

“No?” Hien asked as if in genuine interest, hand coming up to smooth his thumb across her bottom lip. 

“Nope. Can’t be. Yer too handsome.” She insisted, though the way she was looking at him was far less innocent than her words.

He opened his mouth to retort, but then she tucked her head an extra ilm down to press a kiss to his thumb— and then nibbled it, very, very gently. His mouth ran dry at the contact, and he shuddered bodily; it had been some time since they had been able to indulge in one another— too long. He felt every second he’d gone without her touch keenly, watching her fan her lashes at him so.

“I am...suddenly reminded that I reserved a room at the Inn.” He rasped against the way his tongue swelled, at the way his heart thudded against his ribs. “And given the fireworks are planned for the whole night, I am fairly certain that the view from there would be spectacular.”

“Oh?” She mused, half leaning into his lap, her fingers delicately tracing his exposed collarbone. “Y’didn’t tell me. Sounds lovely.”

The summer heat couldn’t account for the way he felt set ablaze by her touch— and he couldn’t pretend it was anything but arousal and carnal need that made his pulse race and his breathing grow shuddered.

“Shall we?” He offered with the last of his coherence, and held out his hand.

She readily took it, and he pulled her gently from the bench to head back down the alley they had come from. With every step, he had to remind himself to have restraint— the Inn was just across the bridge, it was scarcely more than a jaunt to the aetheryte shard to avoid the crowd—

“This means a lot, Hien.” Kirishimi spoke up suddenly. “All of this, not just. Well. Y’know.”

He stopped walking and turned to look at her in that moment. Though they stood in the shadow of the bridge, she was bright as a star, looking up at him with such earnest ardor that for a moment, he forgot how to breathe. 

“You must know I’m only sorry I can’t do it more.” Hien managed to rasp.

“I know. We both have so little time— but I need you ta know how much it means to me that you did all this. I...I like being able to see what life will be like with you—”

Before he knew what he was doing, he’d hoisted her up on a stack of crates behind her, his hands gripping her thighs around his waist tightly. He slanted his mouth against hers in eagerness, before he had even thought to do so. Loving her was such a deeply rooted instinct, he could do little but act on it. 

She reciprocated instantly and eagerly, hands grabbing at his clothes, clutching him closer to her, close enough that he could feel her heartbeat pounding against her sternum. Letting go of her thighs to pull her impossibly closer earned him the sweetest moan against his lips he’d ever heard from her. Fire ignited in the pit of his belly, and the flames came alive when he felt her heat throbbing against his rapidly hardening erection, even through their clothes.

“I’m afraid the Inn might be too far away.” He panted between those deep kisses that sent him reeling. “Should you be of like mind...I fear I can’t hold back.”

“Th-this is, ah—” His Kirishimi gasped so deliciously against him as she pulled him in for more kisses between words, as if she couldn’t refrain from it either. As if she couldn’t refrain from him either. The thought drove him wild with want, and his hips stuttered against hers before he could even think to restrain them. “This is a bit public, yeah? We, a-ahh, might get caught.”

“As Yugiri is wont to remind me, I am no shinobi,” Hien mused as though he couldn’t feel the way her thigh nudged at his clothed erection. When he began to mouth at her ear, his beard scratching against her cheek, he found his voice again, rougher for his dwindling restraint. “But I can be discreet.”

“Well, then.” Kirishimi hummed, tapering off in a moan at the way he growled against her throat at her hands tangling in his hair. He could feel her smirk against his ear when she bent her head and answered, “Prove it.”

Ah, a challenge! He did so love to rise to the occasion— all the more where she was concerned. His hands cupped at her backside and slid her forward in time with him pressing flush against the crates she was perched on. It was only a scant few ilms difference, if that, but such distance needed to be unmade entirely: he could go no longer without her.

Hien’s agony was one further exacerbated by his blind palming to undo his hakama, and he smothered his hissing against Kirishimi’s lips to make good on his word to be quiet. Fortunate for him that he had; he muffled a groan into her mouth when she batted his hands away and shifted to untie the keeping his pants held up. Leaving her to take matters into her own hands, as it were, he occupied himself with slipping his hands beneath the soft layers of her yukata. He’d been glad to gift it to her before they arrived today, though he hadn’t necessarily thought of this particular benefit.

When his hand found her under the yukata, Hien couldn’t help but groan into her starspun locks when he realized she wore no undergarments and was already all pulsing, scorching heat. Even before he made a move to slip his fingers inside her, she was rocking her hips to try and coax him into filling her. The hand not waiting in anticipation to make her sigh let go of her to brace more fully against the crate she was sat on— his need for her was dizzying, he was so hard it vaguely hurt, and it was all he could do to blindly rut against her thighs to attempt to curb his own enthusiasm.

A poor attempt, admittedly, but it certainly didn’t stop him from trying.

Kirishimi managed to free him from his hakama fairly quickly, for a blessing, and he practically felt his cock swing down, free of its confines, heavy and aching, and he sucked in a breath through his teeth at the breeze brushing it. 

Hien sank his teeth into Kirishimi’s neck to muffle the guttural groan that escaped him when he hilted himself in one smooth push of his hips. The wet gasp he tore from her throat stuttered out in staccato bursts, her hands flying to grasp at his shoulder, to bury her fingers in his hair. Her chest heaved in time with the flutter of her around him, and he couldn’t stop his hips from stuttering in shallow thrusts in search of more despite their hips already pressed flush. 

“We will have to be quick,” he managed through laving his tongue over the marks he had bitten into her skin. 

“Yesss,” Kirishimi hissed into the fabric of his haori.

When he slid almost entirely out of her and snapped his hips back against hers with enough force to nudge her backwards on the crate, he nearly couldn’t swallow her cry of rapture, and only just managed to crush their mouths together in an inelegant kiss.

“Discretion, koishī,” Hien reminded her in a dark snarl against her ear, and repeated to motion.

He had to bite the inside of his cheek to follow his own advice: she felt so good, clenching around him as he moved, felt so good to touch her silken hair and her smooth skin and pull her closer, closer, it was never close enough—

“Please,” Kirishimi panted in his ear, and what control he had snapped at such beautiful, breathy begging.

Wrapping his arms those few ilms tighter around her, pressing that nonexistent extra ilm closer, he acquiesced to her pleas. There would be time for the slower, more intimate lovemaking they so adored to indulge in later; now, there was only the carnal need to quench the fires that wrought destruction to their senses and sensibilities.

Hien set a brutal pace, bruising their hips with every collision but he couldn’t bring himself to mind too much— in particular, for how tightly Kirishimi’s hands clenched in his hair, at his haori, how she clenched around him, all tight heat and agonizing bliss. It was almost too much, even when he began, but he refused to be the first to fall apart— it would not do to leave his beloved unsatisfied, or even to risk it. 

Kirishimi rose to the occasion, as she always did, her heels digging into the small of his back, slotted perfectly into his Venusian dimples, and she rocked into him at every thrust, rolled her hips to the tide of his tempo, and it was all he could do to bury his hand in her hair, to press his palm against her back and pull her in closer, to sink into her until he couldn’t tell where he ended and she began.

“Discretion,” she teased in a wheezing pant when he growled at that telltale pull in his gut that told him he was beginning to teeter off the edge. 

He gnashed his teeth in a feral smirk before quieting them both in a crushing kiss. It would not do to let himself fall apart now, certainly not when she was coherent enough to tease him for his enthusiasm. With a dark chuckle that rumbled in the deepest part of his chest, he carefully disentangled her hair from his fingers, and let his hand wander down, down, down— 

He chased her mouth when she broke their kiss in a startled gasp at the touch of his thumb against her swollen clit. The hand in his hair flexed at the swirl of his thumb around the oversensitive bud, and she whimpered against his lips in time with her shallow thrusting into his hand. 

Her enthusiasm, her mounting pleasure, was as a double edged sword: while she spiraled faster, closer to release, she was bringing him along with her, and it was, as always, a battle of wills between the two of them. Gods, but her little wanton gasps, the soft whining, her hands all over him, all orchestrated such sweet rapture for him that he could do little but cling to what fraying edges of sanity he had, even as he wanted to hurl himself into the abyss beside her.

“Close,” Kirishimi panted into his lips, and he groaned, low and guttural and primal, when her legs squeezed to bring him in deeper. “Close, close, Hien—”

Kami preserve, but so was he. His thrusts had lost all technique, all control, and he was pounding so hard into her he could hear the crate beneath her creak faintly every time their hips met but he couldn’t even bring himself to care. He broke their kiss to lean back enough to watch her fall apart, to watch the moment that his attentions pushed her over the edge.

Hien was not waiting for long. With a particularly dextrous stroke of his thumb and a well angled thrust of his hips, her mouth fell open in a choked cry of rapture. She managed to quiet herself even before the noise had fully left her throat, though she flung herself against him to muffle the rest of those beautiful noises she couldn’t quell fast enough. She squeezed so tightly around his cock, pulsed as rapid as a hare’s heartbeat, that he couldn’t quite silence himself in time before he groaned, long and loud, into her hair as the coil in his gut snapped. Instinct drove them both to cling together as they rode out the waves of their orgasm, his thrusts inarticulate, sloppy, desperate things as she shook around him. He emptied all of himself into her, and even as he finally felt the last of it fill her he remained sheathed, pressed close, basking in the afterglow.

Not for too long, sadly; they were still out in public, and poor Kirishimi was on a kami forsaken pile of crates, for heaven’s sakes. When she trembled a little less, he slid himself out of her with an agonized groan, over sensitive as he was from the stimulation. She whimpered at the veritable deluge of cum that followed after him, though he tried to be courteous and offer her a kerchief to at least attempt to clean up. 

Once they were disentangled entirely, he righted his clothes and hair as best as he could, and helped her down from the crates to do the same. Still giddy, still riding the hights of their high, they couldn’t help but stand on wobbly legs, leaning into one another, noses nuzzling affectionately and breathy laughter filling the space between them. 

“So much fer discretion, ay?” Kirishimi teased between giggles. 

“I said I can be discreet— it’s hardly a guarantee.” He admitted with a sheepish chuckle, and tucked the soiled kerchief in his pocket with a grimace. Once he made sure there was no mess left on the crate, he offered, “The fireworks are still going, for a blessing. Shall we retire to the Inn and keep watching?”

At her nod, they set off again. The kami themselves must have intervened to thin the crowds on the bridge enough for them to squeeze through to the other side, and managed to slip away, sequestered in their room with hot sake and dinner in bed, with the window wide open.

“You were right— view’s amazin’ from here,” Kirishimi mused as they watched the fireworks once dinner was cleared away.

After a long moment, he set his sake cup down on the bedside table, and shifted to crawl over her. She watched him with those mismatched eyes of ruby and sapphire, glimmering with every kaleidoscope burst of light from the window. With a bright, enticing, inviting smile, she slid backwards until she could spread out languidly upon the plush bed.

Hien preferred to watch the bursts of color reflect on those silver locks of hers, splayed out on the pillow as they were. After a few moments of appreciative silence, he hummed, pleased. 

“Quite the view.” He agreed, and joined her in soft splendor again.

[embertheangel]

Banana Fish (SPOILERS AHEAD)

All right. I know I’m probably super late to that party. PRobably not.  But who the fuck cares right? It’s time for me to drop my fave things of Banana Fish. Lol OF course you knew I would.  It made me cry. that’s it. One good point is that it made me cry to where I went get a few drinks. lol I loved the ending. But bruh...like...I dislike it because my heaaarrt. UGH.  An anime based in America, with a variety of people. Itwas...well drawn. And I was...so happy to see so many black people drawn properly. Hell, everyone looked super good. Nothing sterotypical. I didn’t think so.  The story was pretty fucking cool. Not gonna lie. I cried four or five times. Deadass. BUT YEH. A good...Action, Drama, BL. (Only like hints of BL, not many, but YOU KNOW WHAT IT’S THE BEST KIND!) I love getting shows like this. I have seen some artist make stories with action and shit and I’m liek “Okay...give me an OVA or series. Especially if its long!) <3 Anyone can fucking watch it. And still like it I guess. Unless it’s bad to you. They DO have like...triggering topics they touch on... like Child sex traficking. Trust me, if you don’t want to watch it, that’s okay. understandable. That shit was because Mafia ran it and shit. Lots of poop goes on in there.  They really did NY like that.  Anyway, onto the Characters (Some I will dog on. ngl)- SPOILERS BELOW. How the fuck do I do the spoiler line again. ; n ; Did they take it away??? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

FUCKING LIT. 10/10. Well Written shit. FOr real.  Ash- Fucking good job. I felt bad for him, but at the same time, I shouldn’t because he just...he took care of himself in a way.  him being afraid of Pumpkins is funny, but omg.  Cried for you/ Eiji- Cutie patootie. Literally a fluff. too fluffy for this story. PErfect other half material too. I love him. Ash loves him. We love him. Protect him.  Shorter- MF G. A FUCKIIIINNGGG LEGEEEEND! FOREVER! *sobs* I love him. Cried for you. Jessica- A QUEEN. I don’t want to see hate towards this woman at all. lol She just...a g.  Max- Dumb ass Goof ball. But a good...guy. I felt  for him. He did good though I won’t like. Bffs with Shunichi-san. I loved every punch he threw and how BA he was. no lie.  Shunichi- Another goof. Just wanted to bring Eiji home. Understandable. Good man. Bffs with Max. We love people that can throw a punch. Skipper- Baby Angel. Was like...Rue in this story. A trigger to everything. And just ajsfkdgl. I love him. Baby just too big brained. Gone too soon. Like foreal cried for him.  Yut Lung- I WILL SLAP A MUTHER FUCKER. Like the whole ass time, was whinning and I was like “BITCH, you didn’t have to do THAT or anything to ASH. LIKE you COULD HAVE been BFFS for all I cared.” He was jealous?? BOO HOO. FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL CARE. That is why. I am SOSO proud of the ending because he technically does. I do feel bad for his past and what his bros did, the scum, and you know that’s it. HE pretty, but I was pissed. a lot. BUT, bby Sing is his light maybe. Sing-   BBy. BBY i’m so sorry for what your olde rbro has done. Iknow he’ll feel like SHIT. But honestly, a good leader no doubt. Young too. I’m just like...oh man...bby. Good fighting skills.  Cain- This dude...I can respect this man. lol He was a loyal guy. Through and through. It was wild.  The trio- The trio is basically the three that was apart of Ash’s gang. Frick I forgot their names...BUT THEY ARE G’S! I love them so much. tbh. <3 They made me so happy. Taking care of Eiji, Ash, and jsut being Ride or die. *chest bumps* Dino- Scummy....SC U M. Like fuck this dude. FUck that death. I would have shot him in between the eyes. Yeah he saved Ash in the End, but SHvdsfjkdlf. Ugh. I guess. Still disliked him.  FOxx- A SCUM. I would have drilled his balls too. FUcking douche. But fighting was on point. No joke. But still a bitch ass scum. 

[old-read-all-about-kpop]

Hello, that's me again lol:) can I ask for oneus reaction where their gf steals their first kiss? Thank you and I love you💕💕💕🍀

A/N: I love you too, boo! Of course I’ll write about our lovely boys. This will be my first reaction regarding them 👏 I’m gonna write it in the form of a headcanon cause I feel as though I’m gonna draw a blank in the middle, so I hope you enjoy it! 💓

Ravn

You couldn’t resist the temptation of kissing him as he rapped his verse to you for his group’s debut song

You just became drawn to him and subconsciously leaned towards him

It wasn’t until you heard silence and the feel of Ravn’s plush lips relax against yours that you regained your senses

You would pull back and clap your hand over your mouth, completely wide-eyed

Ravn would simply blink at you, also in the midst of regaining his senses

But he wasn’t doing so over the shock of you kissing him first in your relationship

He was marveling over the fact that your lips molded perfectly against his

He honestly felt intoxicated

And if the kiss wasn’t enough, he LOVED your boldness

It never even registered in his mind that you took his first kiss

He was just happy you kissed him

Now, he simply wanted your lips back on his

“Enough with the rapping. Give me some more of that lip action.”

He then snatched you into a bear hug, causing a surprised squeal to escape your lips

As he made you two fall back into the couch cushions, he decorated your face with light kisses, emitting soft giggles from you

Then, he finally landed his lips onto yours, giving you a breath-taking kiss that expressed all the love he had for you

Seoho

This boy would NOT sit still after the incident

He was showing off his tumbling to you and tripped

You, being so protective of your cutie-patootie boyfriend, tried to catch him and hopefully soften his fall

You two ended up as a tangle of limbs 

Your lips were smushed together

Moments passed with you two blinking at each other, lips still attached 

Seoho was the first to break the (awkward) kiss with a gasp

He moved away from you, silently screaming and flailing his hands

His cheeks took on the hue of rubies as he changed his body’s position on the floor six times in thirty seconds

You slowly sat up; your cheeks were also colored red

Awkward silence would be deafening you two’s ears

Seoho finally calmed down and turned to look at you

With a still-evident blush on his face, he parted his lips to speak

“You know…that was a p-pretty awkward first kiss. Do you think we could…?

He trailed off, feeling embarrassed and shy all over again

You smiled at your adorably flustered boyfriend before sitting closer to him

You cupped his face and turned his head, planting a soft kiss to his lips

You lingered there, smiling 

Seoho returned your smile, instantaneously melting into the kiss

His first kiss may have happened differently from what he had imagined, but it was nonetheless amazing and special in its own way

Leedo

He was obviously shy about something

But you just couldn’t put your finger on it

He kept glancing at you while you two were watching a movie

His hands felt extremely clammy as he held your cool one

And the number of times this boy licked his lips should be against the law

He just seemed a little too jittery and you wanted to find out the reason for it

Finally, you paused the movie, refusing to fake naivete any longer

“Why did you pause the movie?” He chuckled, but the sound seemed strained

You squinted your eyes at him

He avoided your gaze, choosing to look down at his ripped jeans

You weren’t going for that; you wanted eye contact

So, you grabbed his face and made him look at you

He let out a gasp at your sudden actions

Once he saw how close you two were, he blanched

“Are you gonna explain to me why you keep fidgeting like you need to pee?”

He gulped harshly, his pupils shaking

“Well?”

He sighed in defeat

He grabbed your hands and intertwined your fingers together

“It’s just… We’ve been together for a few weeks now and- Oh, I don’t know! You just always look so precious and beautiful and I can’t stop myself from thinking about how your lips may feel like. How it would feel to kiss you for the first time. But, I don’t know if you’d be comfortable with that and, trust and believe, I can wait until you-”

You cut him off, pressing your lips against his, proving to him that you were more than comfortable with sharing you two’s first kiss together

After a few heartbeats, you separated 

Both your cheeks were flushed, your eyes sparkling

“Well, I’m sure glad I opened my mouth.”

Keonhee

(Aw the picture is so small :( But it produces so much cuteness!)

You adored Keonhee’s silly behavior

His loudness and rambunctious demeanor made you laugh

There was never a dull moment with your hyper squirrel

But, today, you wished for some quiet

You had a headache, more than likely from not getting enough sleep due to studies

Keonhee was loudly playing on his PS4

He was yelling at his comrades, getting them into formation as they tried to infiltrate their enemies’ headquarters

You groaned, but it was drowned by your boyfriend’s booming voice

“Keonheeeee,” you whined, putting on your most miserable-sounding tone

Keonhee, being the emotionally sensitive boyfriend that he was, whipped his head around to look at you, completely disregarding the game in an instant

“Yes, my love?”

“My head really hurts. Could you please quiet down a bit?”

His face held instant guilt

“I’m sorry, baby,” he said apologetically. “You know what? Let me finish this match and then you can have all of my attention. I’ll wait on you hand and foot until you feel better. How does that sound, sweetheart?”

The smile on his face held pure sincerity and adoration for you

You didn’t hesitate to sit up, pressing a soft-but-loving kiss onto his pouty lips

His eyes were wide like fish bowls; he was utterly speechless

“I would greatly appreciate that, Keon. Thank you so much.” You smiled innocently at him, genuinely feeling grateful for having such a caring boyfriend

His voice was still not working; he was still out of order

Not even the shouts from his teammates were shaking him out of his stunned state

“You know you’re losing the game, right? Your teammates are dying!”

Hwanwoong

You were watching their performance in their dressing room through the monitor

It was the group’s debut stage and you couldn’t be happier for them

They have prepared extremely hard for this moment in their lives, for their careers

You smiled happily as the group performed with all their heart, but your smile grew a little bit more when a certain someone came to the center

Your boyfriend, Yeo Hwanwoong, was dancing with every bone, joint, ligament, tendon, in his body

He held so much power, skill, and fluidity that he seemed to be made for this profession

Or more like this profession was made for him

Once the boys finished their first take, you ran out the room to go greet them 

Your eyes instantly focused on your talented boyfriend, who was a little sweaty but very much handsome

He saw you running and opened his arms wide for you

A bright smile was present on his glowing face

You latched onto him, smiling from ear-to-ear

“You looked so good, baby! You all did amazing!” 

You peered into his eyes, pride glossing over your eyes

Hwanwoong was still panting, but the smile he had on his boyish face never faltered

“Oh, thank you, babygirl. You’ll never understand how happy I am to have you here during the most important moment in my life. You’re one of the most important people I love and care for, so you being here makes this moment something I want to treasure forever.” His words were deeply coated with sincerity as he looked at you like you were the most breath-taking thing to ever exist

Your heart was beating fast

His confession had you wanting to melt

His words were like food, and your heart devoured them

Without warning, you crashed your lips into Hwanwoong’s, catching the man off-guard

Soon enough, his hands cupped your face softly, as if you were a fragile artifact

You two parted, catching your breaths despite the kiss being gentle 

The love in Woong’s eyes intensified

He grabbed your hand and held it tightly as if a strong wind were to take you away from him

“I don’t think this moment could get any better after that amazing kiss.”

Xion

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You truly regretted having your boyfriend teach you how to sit in the M shape

You were cringing in pain, but you tried to push yourself to stay put

Xion saw you struggling and laughed, his dimples blooming

You blushed, from both embarrassment because you were sooo confident you could do it but was obviously failing miserably, and from seeing his precious smile and hearing his melodic laughter

You tried to expand your legs out and felt a twinge of pain in your pelvic bone

“Ow!” You winced

Xion’s face dropped, immediately growing concerned for you

“No, baby! Don’t force yourself! Here, stand up.”

He easily got out of the position and stood over you, hands extending to provide assistance

Your blush deepened at his caring gestures as you reached your hands out to him bashfully

He took them into a tight grip before pulling you up to your feet

Unexpectantly, your legs gave out, falling victim to fatigue

You gasped as you fell toward Xion

Xion gasped as well, quickly moving to catch you

Chest-to-chest, nose-to-nose, and lips-to-lips, you and Xion stood pressed against each other

Both you two’s eyes were wide as you quickly acknowledged the situation

But then Xion’s eyes shifted as they began to close

His arms firmly secured themselves around your waist

His lips started to move against your lips, prompting yours to follow suit

He couldn’t help but smile as you two shared light and loving kisses

With one last peck to your lips, Xion tore his lips away 

His eyes almost seemed to sparkle with the newfound love he had for you

You smiled shyly, quickly averting your eyes down to your sock-wearing feet

But, Xion quickly took purchase of your chin and made you look at him

The smile was still present on his face, his dimples on full display for you to gawk at

“That was our first kiss, huh?”

You nodded absentmindedly, completely entranced by his beauty

His smile transformed into a smirk then

“Wanna go for a second one?”

Another A/N: Dear Lord this one lowkey got me in my soft feels! Me writing about Seoho is the best one in my opinion cause I can vividly see him being so shook 😂 Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading it love for I enjoyed writing it 😊💕

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Love Is Falling

Summary - You and Dean go on your first date just as the leaves begin to change, the entirety of fall is spent seeing just how sweet a seasonal romance can really be.

Word Count - 2,291

Warnings - Swearing, fluff, cutie patootie dean

A/N - This is a collaboration with @spnfamily-alwayskeepfighting so thank you for looking through my work and go read her version if you’re a Sam girl! A season of love

Part One

Series Masterlist/ My Masterlist

Closing the back door of the classic black car behind you with a wave and a thank you on your lips for Dean’s younger brother and his girlfriend you pulled your bag out in front of you to check the contents once more.

As you rumbled through and ticked off an imaginary list in your head you couldn’t help but eavesdrop on Dean sternly telling Emily and his little brother to be careful with his ‘baby’ once more. Giggling to yourself, he made his way over to you after finally relinquishing his beloved and turned his attention to you. With a smile on his face he looked down at yours, “What’s so funny sweetheart?”

“Nothing, just if I knew how difficult it would be for you to be without your car for a few hours I would have suggested something different is all.” The joking tone of your voice earned an eye roll and a sarcastic ‘ha ha’ causing you to laugh even harder.

Slapping his arm, you traced your hand down until your fingers found his palm and you tugged him along walking backwards. “C’mon, let's go, I’m excited!”

Shaking his head at you a fresh smile formed once more at your enthusiasm and he matched your strides until you were close enough to turn and walk deeper into the Shenandoah National Park before you. Sunlight streamed through the branches bouncing off the crumpled orange leaves that scattered the floor, it really was beautiful.

As the two of you made your way towards the designated trail you both shared in the silence, taking in the background noises of the streams below and squirrels jumping through the trees.

Your hands were still linked and it sent an awkward shiver up your back, should you be holding hands like this? I mean it was technically a first date after all and you didn’t really mean to hold his hand, you were just pulling him along. As the trivial thoughts made themselves known you physically shook your head and made the decision to move your hand so that your fingers were interlinking with his. The squeeze of his fingers against yours sent a flurry to your heart and you couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face.

With a clearing of his throat you looked up to find Dean poking his tongue out in between his lips before he spoke, his eyes on the path in front of you. “So where are you taking me then?”

Pointing ahead of you your finger scanned through the clearing in the trees, “I just want to do this little trail, Fox Hollow Loop, it’s not that long but it’s supposed to be really pretty with an old cemetery in the middle.”

Deans steps faltered as he looked at you quizzically, “I’m sorry, what? I offer to take you out for dinner, drinks, the whole nine and you say no thanks let’s go to a graveyard in the middle of a forest?!”

You couldn’t help the whole body laugh that escaped you at his comment, throwing your head back your free hand wrapped around his flanneled bicep to keep yourself upright. Looking up at his soft features you slapped his arm gently, “You have a lot to learn, Winchester!”

Both laughing at one another you continued through the clearing, all the while Dean guiding you down the old steps and leading you to safe footing in the puddled paths. He was such a gentleman, bringing his charm out in full force for today’s activities as though you even had a chance to deny him.

Even though you made a point to turn down his advances the first few times he asked you to join him for ‘a fun night out’ you weren't about to deny the way your heart sped up when he leaned across to hand you back your car keys that first time you met and those green eyes bored into yours. Or even the way that his tongue peeked out ever so slightly to graze against his lower lip when he wasn’t concentrating. He even smelled good. All the damn time. Who smelt good when they were covered in grease and sweat?! Dean frickin winchester that’s who.

You were brought out of your thoughts by Dean abruptly stopping, moving himself behind your body your breath hitched in your throat as he brought his face down so his cheek was side by side with yours. You could feel the soft scratch of his stubble against your cheek, involuntarily leaning into it. You could feel the smile that spread across his cheeks as he pointed ahead of your eyeline, following his gaze you saw the start of an old crumbling wall hidden through the trees.

Gasping in excitement you twisted around finding yourself almost nose to nose with him and there they were again, those beautiful eyes an even lighter green now that they were taking in the orange of the scenery. Finding yourself staring you quickly took a step back as you watched a smirk spread across his cocky little face, “C’mon Winchester, I gotta take some photos,”

He followed behind you, an arm wrapping loosely around your waist as you walked across the uneven stone flooring. “What we taking photos of, the church?” He questioned.

Looking down at the floor you hoped you hid the smile that came as he wrapped his arm around you, you didn’t want to give him too many reasons to be cocky. You stepped forward knocking loose rocks in your way with your hiking boot as you moved your body ever so slightly closer to his before you responded. “Kinda, I’m not really sure what I want yet so we’re just gonna have a look. I only need a few photos though.”

“That’s cool, they for Instagram or something?”

Laughing at his question you looked up into his face only to find a soft smile gracing it before you calmed your laughter, “I’m sorry, you just don’t really catch me as the Instagram type.”

He huffed indignantly and brought his hand to his chest in mock outrage. “I’ll have you know I’m very cool, ya know, I’m down with the kids.”

The laughter that left your mouth was musical, Dean's whole face lit up in amusement and wonder that he could draw that sound from your lips. It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard and knowing that he was the one to draw that pure song from you only made a sense of pride bloom in his chest.

When you finally caught your breath there were tears glistening against your eyes along with a pink tinge to your cheeks. “Sure honey, whatever you say,” your words were patronising and crackled with laughter causing Dean to chuckle despite his feigned annoyance.

Stumbling towards the boundary of the graveyard neither of you could keep the laughter at bay. It seemed that anything the other did for those few minutes made the other laugh and a chain reaction was set off until you were leaning against the cold stonewall begging him to leave you alone. Backing away from you slowly Dean held up his hands in surrender, his cheeks hurting from laughing so hard. It seemed like all you did in the last hour was make one another laugh, could be worse for a first date.

Once you’d regained your self control you followed on behind to find where that man had wandered off to. Tracing your fingers against the crumbling wall you took in the beauty of the little courtyard, purely by the age if nothing else. Finding an old wooden gate you pushed it open with a squeak that rang unpleasantly through your ears until you were standing on the fresh grass. Looking around your eyes were drawn to a dozen or so incredibly old headstones, not for their age this time but for how well kept they were even after all this time. They were dawned with flowers and patriotic flags, every headstone was clean and cared for, the beauty of such a random act of kindness made your heart feel just that little bit lighter.

As your eyes skirted the remaining decorations of the small courtyard you found Dean sat leaning up against a broken wall near a line of trees. His bowlegs stretched out before him, flannel sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows and a curious look on his face as he watched your gaze from the second the squeak of the gate announced your entry.

Wandering over towards him you slid off your backpack and placed yourself on the grass until you were side by side, thighs just touching one another. Fishing a water bottle out of your bag you took a long sip then offered it over to Dean, your eyes still on the beauty in front of you.

Dean tapped the half drunk water bottle against your arm effectively bringing you out of your trance. Taking the bottle from his hands you smiled gratefully at him before leaning your head against the wall so you were almost flush to his side. “You know you look really cute when you look at pretty shit like this.”

Bumping your shoulder into his you let out a small laugh, “Thanks, I think?”

The smile he was giving you just had cheeky written all over it. “Oh it’s a compliment Y/N, don’t worry.”

“Well aren’t you charming today! Okay I’m gonna take a couple photos then we can walk the other part of the trail back, that sound good?” You asked pulling you backpack in between your legs to hunt for your camera. Dean responded with an affirmation and crossed his arms over his chest, lifting his chin to the sky a little as he closed his eyes. You could physically see his muscles relax into the sun despite the lack of warmth.

Finding your camera you rolled forward onto your knees until your elbows were in the grass and you could take a photo or two on your hands and knees. It was purely for the angle, absolutely nothing to do with the fact that your ass was now in direct eyeline of the handsome man behind you. Nope, for all you knew his eyes were still closed. They definitely weren’t closed anymore.

After taking a few photos on the floor you wandered around scribbling names you found on headstones in your notes as well as anything else you thought would be useful for later. Your journey took you on a full circle around the dilapidated ruins and by the time your little spot came back into view once more you searched for your date finding him sprawled across the grass.

Curiously you wandered forward until you heard him speak a quiet ‘hey buddy’ and you saw a sliver of fluff. Halting your advances you pulled your camera back out and zoomed in until you could take in the image in its entirety. You snapped a few photos of Dean almost laying in the grass holding a grey bunny near his face and calling him buddy.

Honestly it was probably one of the cutest things you’d ever seen.

Smiling to yourself you called out to him as you started to make your way forward, “Making friends are we, De?”

He looked up at you startled before carefully guiding the rabbit to the ground telling him to shoo, by the time his eyes found yours again his entire face seemed bashful and he shrugged his shoulders.

Christ, he was just getting cuter.

You offered a hand out to him and helped pull him to his feet, even if he was just humouring you he clasped his hand in yours and your feet stumbled beneath you before his hands caught your waist to steady you. Yep, add ridiculously strong to that list too.

Looking up into his eyes you whispered a small thanks before his eyes wandered down towards your lips and back up to your gaze seeking permission. Your breath caught in your throat once more as you took in all the meaning behind those green orbs, all the desire, all the want and you felt your heart rate speed up. Your hands moved up his arms to place gently on his chest as his hands pressed into your side just a little bit firmer and pulled you flush towards him. Deans gaze never left yours, not for a second, he was searching for any of trace of doubt or hesitation within you.

You could tell exactly what he was doing, the level of respect he was showing you only made your heart flutter as he made you feel worthy of such treatment. With a faint smile gracing your face you leaned your whole body towards him, rubbing your nose against his you finally closed your eyes and Dean closed the rest of the gap.

He pushed forward until his soft, warm lips pressed gently against yours pulling you impossibly closer as a hum of appreciation reached through your body. Pulling away to break the kiss you deliberated and leaned back in for one more lingering moment.

As you two left one another Dean leaned his forehead to press against yours, a delicate and true smile on his lips as he moved his hand to ghost a thumb across your cheek. After a moment he chuckled and leaned back to look at you, “And to think you turned me down twice Y/N, look what we’ve been missing,”

Laughing once more at the green eyed handsome man in front of you you scrunched up your nose and wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down towards your lips before whispering against them. “Well you know what they say Winchester, third time's the charm.”

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