#i say that as a joke because i got a lot of facial volume

[one-time-i-dreamt]

plastic surgeons hate her buccal fat

[misscinnamonroll16]

Brozone headcanons

Clay and Floyd are the stunt men now that they're adults. Clay's always been a little bit of a daredevil, Floyd already died once, why not live a little.

Clay is nocturnal, like the rest of the Putt-putt trolls. His bros throw his sleep schedule off so when they're hanging out, it's not unusual for Clay to just be passed out somewhere or on someone. If they can, they get Clay to bed so he can properly sleep. If not, everyone's volume goes low.

Both Floyd and John Dory took bartending classes. And by took I mean, Floyd just so happened to be sleeping with a bartender who taught him some things. When making drinks, John's proper about it, Floyd is kind of messy. Floyd's over pouring and spilling.

Clay's handwriting is like a nice print. It's easy to read and looks good on paper.

John Dory is good at photography. He mostly uses this skill for taking nature shots but he's gotten good at candid shots of his brothers. He doesn't let them know about these pics bc they don't look the most photogenic but they look like themselves and that's what John loves to see.

JD has dimples

John Dory almost always has at least one weapon on him.

The brothers think JD has a death wish bc he's constantly going after animals that could literally kill him. "John! Don't touch that, it'll tear you to pieces!" "Psh, whatever. If we weren't supposed to pet it then why does look so fluffy?"

Floyd doesn't go into detail about his past. He'll tell snippets here and there but avoid questions. For one, because he's a bit embarrassed about it. He did a lot of things he isn't proud of, drugs, sleeping around, and drinking. For two, he knows that his older brothers still see him WAY younger than he actually is (like how they still see Branch as a baby) and it would just shatter that mentality. And he doesn't want to do that. For three, it's WAY more fun for him if they don't know and have to keep guessing. Floyd has heard them trying to figure out what he spent the last twenty years doing and starts fucking with them.

John Dory definitely has pictures from even when he was a baby and such. Even ones with their parents but he tries to keep those ones tucked away. Branch is going through them when he finds a picture that has been folded in one of the sleeves of the photo album. It's a picture of John and Bruce and their parents. JD quickly snatches the photo and shoves it his vest. Those people looked like strangers to Branch, that picture probably being the first time he's seen them

The brothers know they didn't have a good childhood but John did his best, despite being pretty much a child himself.

John Dory man spreads no matter who he is sitting next or if he's just sitting in a chair.

John Dory wears the one glove to hide an incredibly deep scar. He got into some trouble with some bounty hunters and needless to say, they drove a knife through his hand. He doesn't want his lil bros to know or worry about it so he hides it.

All the boys (like most trolls) are fuzzy. JD and Bruce have the most prominent facial hair and chest hair. They all have leg hair, arm hair, under arm hair, and a happy trail.

Clay and John have the Blond™️ gene (that's how I'm referring to it) where their hair goes through changes. That's why their hair is so much different from when they were kids. In the summer while spending a bunch of time outside, JD and Clay's hair gets lighter, Clay being a light yellow and John being a soft teal. The others convinced them to do one of those 'take a picture every day for a year' things and make it into a flip book to show how their hair changes color.

The boys really wanted a sister. John jokes that they kind of got one with Floyd

Floyd and John Dory are good gardeners. JD briefly grew his own food and Floyd just has a natural green thumb (not that John doesn't)

Floyd gets random nosebleeds

[otakween]

Digimon Tamers - Volume 4

The beginning of this volume flat out spoils things by putting characters that haven't been introduced yet on the character page. (MarineAngemon, the Juri clone, the D-Reaper queen...) Maybe that's a common practice with shounen manga...but it shouldn't be. Like, what's the point?

Ch. 22

Lopmon and Terriermon interacting will never get old. Love how they lift their ears with curiosity when they first see each other.

I think I prefer experiencing the ~sad~ part of Tamers better in manga form. I remember it being quite drawn out in the anime and I rather just blitz through it at this point. I think the whole Leomon death storyline just annoys me because they barely developed his character and then the writing expects me to be devastated. Juri was more developed, sure, but we barely got any insight into her relationship with Leomon so her deep, dark depression doesn't feel super warranted either.

Ch. 23

I think this chapter was pretty well done. They're giving an epic battle it's time instead of zooming past it.

It bugs me that there isn't a specific name for digimon/human digivolutions. In this translation they called it a "true mega form." On the wiki it's called both an ultimate and a matrix digivolution. IDK why it doesn't count as a jogress. I guess there's like...two different things: the way you digivolve (matrix) and the digivolution level (ultimate)? If it's confusing for me, I can only imagine it'd be confusing for a kid.

It's a bit weird for an English translation, but I like that Guilmon says "MMA!" a lot. I can totally hear him making that noise with his OG voice. Creative onomatopoeia.

Ch. 24

Grrr Jian said "crumbcakes," so done with this stupid translation

This chapter was hella short, not much to say about it.

Ch. 25

Okay, now they're calling it a "biomerge digivolution." I guess the localizers also thought "this needs a cool name!"

Casual 90s/early 2000s sexism sprinkled throughout this translation. Takato says he "screams like a little girl" in a previous chapter and in this one he says "easy to forget Renamon and Rika are girls when they're always kicking butt!" Eye roll...

SaintGalgomon looked super badass but for some reason when Sakuyamon appeared they chose to dedicate two closeup panels to her chest and high heels? Sus...

Ch. 26

Juri's face didn't look as sinister here as it did in the anime (when it's revealed she's possessed). I guess that's probably a good thing. More subtle.

I don't remember the sovereign digimon giving Culumon a "you're a real boy now" speech in the anime. That was sweet.

They cut the part where Beelzebumon gets zapped by a bunch a digimon. In this he just collapses after the battle with Dukemon, which I think I prefer. (But why'd he say he'd be "bunny chow?" He wasn't even fighting Terriermon...)

Ch. 27

The grotesque, over-the-top facial expressions the artist keeps drawing for Hirokazu piss me off. They're just so ugly.

Ugh...they really had to ruin a serious moment (Guilmon getting the ark to stop) with a poop joke. This manhua does NOT treat its audience with respect.

Hmm they completely cut out Juri's family. So much for developing her character I guess.

They kind of forgot to imply that the ark is sentient. I mean they showed it stopping on its own, but in the anime they really hammered it home by having Guilmon have a conversation with it and showing it's HAL-like eye. That was one of my fave parts so I'm sad lol

Ch. 28

Okay, this is starting to feel totally different from the anime, they skipped like 5 episodes worth of content. Also, IDK if the scanlation I'm reading is missing some pages because the ending with Dukemon being beat up was completely nonsensical (it cut from Beelzebumon being hit to a panel with Dukemon outta nowhere?) I'll give it the benefit of the doubt that there are missing pages...

The scene where Beelzebumon uses Leomon's attack to save Juri played out differently here. She doesn't seem particularly perturbed by it and Beelzebumon can't save her because he gets attacked, not because Juri recoils for too long.

Ch. 29/30

Lol they completely cut out Justimon. Makes Ryo's role even more pointless! Ryo doesn't even reappear at all...

This manhua series was crap to begin with but they really screwed the pooch with this ending. SOOO rushed. Grani appeared outta nowhere with zero introduction. Like they just went immediately to Grani's sacrifice. I still don't know if I'm missing pages or if the writing is just that garbage. Oh well! I tried.

[rainbowcolored7]

Okay okay okay, I know I'm probably off the rails here, and this might only matter to me, but hear me out... I know there have been a few deep looks into the Kinn-Porsche-Vegas scene at the spa from ep.4, which were wonderful, but they spoke mostly of Kinn and Vegas. (Rightfully so, the shots were focused mainly on them). I haven't seen anyone really delve into Porsche in this scene, and if someone has and I missed it I'm sorry! Please point me in the direction if someone has because I would love to read it.

I, for some ungodly reason, can't let this scene go when it pertains to Porsche in particular. Maybe it's because I can relate to Porsche a lot, it's easier for me to get inside his head than it is Kinn or Vegas. Maybe I'm projecting a bit, but I do my best to stay unbiased when it comes to analyzing any type of media. So, I'm going to try and dig into this scene a bit more, coming at it from the POV of Porsche.

What really grabbed my attention the most about this scene, beside the obvious, is just how quiet Porsche is through the entire scene. He quite literally doesn't say a single word the entire time. I kept asking myself why? Why is he so subdued here? It's so uncharacteristic of him to not have something to say, big or small.

I've seen people say he's clueless, confused, that the d/s elements are beginning to come into play. All of which I simultaneously agree with and don't. To me, it felt like there was more going on here. I've said that Porsche is smarter than he lets on, that we joke about him being a single braincelled himbo, but that truly he's got a lot going on in his head all the time. Just like Kinn, he's good (if not better) at hiding what he's really thinking and feeling. So, of course, I couldn't just take this scene at face value from his POV. I needed more.

From the start, after he finally wakes, he seems tired, a little out of it. Don't blame him, he's essentially coming back from a bout of heat stroke. (Kinn, really? Rude...) He's probably feeling tired, relaxed, thirsty, hungry etc. He looks like he could go for a nice ass nap even though he just woke up from being passed out. But he's coming to, he's talking, he's engaging.

But as soon as Vegas enters it's almost as if he shuts down? He's polite, which isn't a surprise after his last interaction with Macau (and then again after Vegas lit his smoke, he's friendly and polite). He's clearly learned his lesson when it comes to the minor family. (Well, at least when it comes to manners, if nothing else).

It's a short moment before Kinn enters the room as well, but even before that happens Porsche doesn't appear interested in engaging with Vegas. His focus is on the food, his head down, a polite half-smile on his face for a second. His body language is showing me he doesn't want any part of any conversation Vegas might want to have. Of course, this could have to do with what Kinn said on the balcony, but even then it still felt off to me.

So, I went back through the last few eps to see if I could pinpoint any moment where Porsche was similarly quiet and/or had similar body language/facial expressions. There were a few, and the correlating feelings and emotions spoke volumes to me.

The first moment was when Porsche finds Kinn at the bar in ep.1, long line of bodyguards, sitting pretty, and waiting for him. From the moment Porsche walks in the bar he's quiet, evaluating the threat (I notice every single time how he looks at the bodyguards and then touches his bruised ribs like he's taking stock and preparing to have to fight). Kinn is doing most of the talking. Porsche is observing, he's nervous, he's uncomfortable. Kinn is gently threatening him, throwing his power and pull in Porsche's face. Porsche's questions and remarks are short and to the point, but other than that he's silent and his expressions and body language scream threat, uncomfortable, maybe even a little afraid.

The next moment I pulled was right after Big kicks Porsche to the floor during the compound tour. Chan steps in, and all of Porsche's playful bravado disappears. He's being directly and indirectly reprimanded by Chan, he's out of his depth. He's already feeling like he's been backed into a corner and his hand has been forced, and now it's being shoved in his face again, in front of all the other guards no less!

Anyone who's had a first day at a new job can relate to the overwhelming feelings Porsche is probably feeling here. If I were Porsche I'd have pit stains so big I'd need a new shirt. He tried to assert his dominance and was quickly denied, shoved in line. His shifting gaze speaks highly of feeling incredibly uncomfortable, a similarity to his constant shifting gaze in the food-spa scene.

Before moving on to the next scene I pinpointed, I want to point out that, regardless of when Porsche is feeling uncomfortable or out of his element, he doesn't always appear this way. Looking back at it now, it actually kind of throws me a bit how brash he is when he goes to speak with daddy Korn. Even then, not feeling fully in control and in totally new territory, he still manages a quip or two. He holds his own, he tests some buttons, respectfully. Out of everyone you would think Porsche would remain quiet for, you would think Korn would be one of the tops, but it wasn't. Curious? Maybe.

The next couple scenes don't really fit in so much, but I wanted to add them because they're good examples of showing Porsche feeling incredibly uncomfortable and quite literally a fish out of water, which can be compared to potential feelings he's having during the food-spa scene. Both of these scenes he is silent in. He's been called out, he's been humiliated. He has nothing to say (that he can get away with unscathed that is), and he's actively trying not to dig himself a into a deeper hole than he already has.

Again, sidenote, the scene in ep.2 where Macau goes crying to daddy and big bro, before Kinn puts Porsche down, he is very brash and blasé. I believe this speaks heavily to him still not taking anything seriously, not believing his life or anyone else's is in true danger. After this his behavior begins to change, and we begin to see him trying to understand and taking things a bit more seriously. (Even with Tankhun he's actively trying to get better, he's doing his best to make good of a shitty fucking situation).

So, the next moment where I recognized some similarities in expression/silence/body language is the scene where Kinn has ordered Mes to be beaten to talk.

Here he is again, out of his element, in the exact place he never thought he would be. He's uncomfortable, he's upset, triggered by his memories of his uncle and his past, as confided in with Pete. He's trying to fit into this new role he's been forced into and he's struggling. (And I will quite literally never get over how Kinn makes Pete take him out after seeing how upset he is).

So, this brings us back to the food-spa scene. After Kinn enters the room Porsche's gaze is constantly and consistently sliding over to Kinn. For insight? For acknowledgment? For direction? What is Porsche feeling here?

He's been having another day, for sure. He's been trying to piece together what happened the night before, he's been trying to make sense of Kinn's odd behavior towards him the whole day. (This is still before he remembers that Kinn kissed him on the pier). He's here, sitting with two major players in the Theerapanyakul family after having a very genuine and intimate conversation with Kinn in the sauna. He passed out in his boss's lap, he's probably feeling very off, confused, perhaps just a bit fed up with the entire day.

Both Vegas and Kinn are essentially having a conversation with/about Porsche, but clearly not actually wanting any input from Porsche himself. Porsche is obviously annoyed by this (who wouldn't be? Geez boys), having Kinn speak for him, but he still allows it, without his usual quips, without his usual foot in mouth expression. Is it Vegas' presence, is it Kinn?

Comparing all the previous scenes to this one, I would say Porsche is once again feeling backed into a corner. He's feeling like he has no control, no choice, no voice, no agency. He's tired, he's trying to remain polite because he knows what dangers it could cause if he's himself right now. This whole conversation is about him, something I don't think goes over his head, and he is writhing with annoyance about it. He's uncomfortable, he's out of his element again, almost like he's back where he started. Except this time, when he wants to say something, he can't, and I think it's really bothering him. He's not used to not being able to speak his mind openly.

This... Was a very long-winded way of saying hey, Porsche was uncomfy during this scene, not lacking a braincell. There you go, there's the summary of this this word-vomit lol.

I'd love to hear anyone else's thoughts on this! I had more to say but I'm a bottle of wine in and losing the ability to form real coherent thoughts after spending basically my entire evening fleshing this out.

Thanks for reading, if you got all the way to the end! 💜

[2-kamikou-1]

boredom.

So I'm infodumping about all my prsk autistic hcs!

Ichika: (i stole this hc from my friend so I'm gonna paraphrase them some + some things I've observed myself) she's kind of awkward around people who aren't her friends and even then it takes her a while to really be herself around them because she fears that autistic traits drive people away. i smell masking. also miku special interest and she seems to sometimes have trouble communicating her emotions

saki and honami: pure vibes honestly idk it just feels that way. saki sometimes struggles with volume control just like her brother but that's also just one thing ive noticed. idk i dont really pay attention to l/n

shiho: her eyes almost always seem to be averted in her live2d models, in cards where they're talking to people they also appear that way, and even in her 2* they don't appear to be looking into the camera (?), all of which give me the impression of poor eye contact. She seems to struggle with tone, almost always sounding mean/upset without meaning to or even realizing, and has trouble communicating things in ways that aren't blunt. This can sometimes also cause them to say things that are inappropriate for the situation

Minori: haruka/idolship special interest, and we also see her struggle with spatial awareness from time to time, like in the Angel's clover 3dmv she stumbles, and other kinds of general physical awkwardness like that one clip from gunjo sanka. She also has that type of black and white thinking where the first thing she thinks is what she goes with and hard to stray from even if it's incorrect, as shown in the opening to the time to hang out event, where she claims she's "missed the only chance to learn about the Haruka she never knew" despite the fact she had the opportunity to meet up with An again, and when Kohane suggests that she tries to dodge it at first. She also seems to have a hard time making her voice flow naturally, in some mmj covers you can kind of hear her trying really hard to sound good instead of just letting her voice flow

Kohane: general social awkwardness, she seems to have an ability to pick up on music and rhythm just by listening to it. She doesn't seem to pick up on Akito's derogatory tone when reffering to Tsukasa (not by name) in that one area conversation ("My school has this wacko who likes to walk around drawing attention to himself by making random poses"), because she proceeds to say she might ask him for tips on how to be confident. In that same area conversation she worries about drawing attention to herself and refuses to look up. She doesn't understand that An's joking when she says she got 100% on her test on April fool's day, yet another example of her not catching onto tone. In one of her dialogs she hears a cricket chirping in the busy city which is not something neurotypical people can pick out typically!

Toya: he doesn't seem to make a lot of jokes, which is likely because he doesn't catch on to them very well. His speaking voice is sort of flat/monotone, and his facial expressions don't vary much either. His issues with eating squid due to its texture can be chalked up to sensory issues. I think he may also have spatial awareness issues but that one's a little far fetched, seeing as he apparently hits his head off train handles.

might i add, kohane and toya get on in a way only 2 autistic people get along. it's hard to explain they just have that dynamic

long post on the entirety of wxs being autistic

Kanade: she doesn't like the sunlight probably due to sensory issues, and in one area conversation she says she'll wait for a movie to hit streaming because it's too noisy outside to go to the theatre. also sensory stuff! She avoids breaks and resists change, wearing and eating the same stuff every day for the sake of consistency. (These can also be signs of ADHD too but I'm choosing to interpret them as autism because comfort)

Mafuyu: mafuyu is a very good example of the loss of identity that is associated with masking and RSD, both things that can happen in autism. this post explains it in more detail, but in the most simple terms, this happens when an autistic (or any neurodivergence that involves RSD) person creates what are called identity masks to deal with people who are unresponsive to their needs. As they treat personalities like clothes and mirror other people, they start to lose sight of their own identity. That's why we see mafuyu so deadpan when she takes off her good-girl persona, she's disconnected from her core self.

Ena: we see her have something very akin to a meltdown in insatiable pale color, when she makes a mess of all her art supplies. She can be offensive without meaning to at times, as shown in the exciting picnic event. In that same event, it's revealed that Ena defended Airi when she was getting made fun of without even knowing who she was, displaying the innate sense of justice that some autistic people have.

[olivereactsaboutgarbage]

One Piece - Volume 44

4? 4? 4? 4? 4? 4? 4? 4? 4?

Chapter 420 - Buster Call

420? 420? 420? Wait, joke cancelled, that's an actual notable number.

BACK TOGETHER!! AND I'M NEVER GOING DOWN AT THE HANDS OF THE LIKES OF YOU!! BECAUSE I'M SO MUCH BETTER!!

Now that Nico Robin is free, she instakills Spamton NEO. Hooray!!! Even Nico Robin got an awesome 1v1 this arc!!!

This sequence of panels has a very special comedic timing. Also:

Zoro and Sanji, you dumbasses, that tower wasn't named Usopp.

Anyway, someone named Usopp isn't dead, so that person might be THE Usopp. Sniper King also isn't dead. It's all a little ambiguous.

These two facial expressions say a lot, I think.

Awesome

Oh right, and Lufpy still isn't done fighting Matt Engarde. Jeez, isn't Lufpy such a slowpoke?

Woah, that's cool. I guess if Kyngpin is stealing Lufpy's fetish gimmick, Lufpy is allowed to steal Kyngpin's coolness gimmick. We... we really are transitioning into a new era of One Piece...

Matt Engarde tells Lufpy to stop throwing his life away for the sake of victory. Lufpy says "No, I'm short-sighted."

Chapter 421 - Gear Three

A bunch of guys with guns show up and say "For this nuking, we're allowing a special exception where we don't kill a certain criminal. As for all the cops, let's not worry about them too hard." What awesome gun guys.

Everyone except Lufpy and Matt Engarde is running around, but those guys are still slowpokes. Lufpy challenges Matt Engarde to a staring contest. Is now really the time, Lufpy...?

Matt Engarde realizes that Lufpy can't win a staring contest if Lufpy is dead, and tries to use this clever strategy to win. He doesn't do a good job at it though.

Lufpy activates "Gear Three" which is where he has a really big hand. That's awesome, I love people with really big hands.

Chapter 422 - Rob Lucci

Some cops talk about how they don't need to worry too much, since there's a really cool and awesome assassin with a dark backstory.

All Lufpy's friends drown. Matt Engarde is about to drown too, but then he doesn't because of Boat. Also, Matt Engarde is a really cool and awesome assassin with a dark backstory.

Lufpy steps on Boat with a really big foot. Ah, now I see...! Lufpy was using a coolness reacharound loophole to reclaim fetishes! Very clever, Lufpy.

Matt Engarde tries to eat Lufpy, but Lufpy circumvents it by increasaing his bust size. Next, Lufpy decides to be even more mean to Boat.

The cops decide to follow Lufpy's lead and be even meaner to Boat. "Friendship is less important than murder" one of them says.

Chapter 423 - Mermaid Legend

Yay!!! Lufpy is winning at fetishes!!! Finally Kyngpin, the main villain of this arc, has been beaten by Lufpy.

Hmm, why does this arc even need any more chapters at this point? I think the crew should just show up at the next place now.

Yay!!! Fun ideas :)

Spamton NEO has recovered from being instakilled by Nico Robin, but he's scared of her now, so he starts tormenting Kyngpin instead, so Kyngpin instakills him.

Spamton NEO is scared of Kyngpin now, so he tries to torment Nico Robin instead, but he accidentally torments Kyngpin instead, so Kyngpin instakills him.

The scary Heart Woman also decides to un-drown everyone who drowned, using her awesome tail. She also decided to take her shirt off for some reason.

Chapter 424 - Escape Ship

OH NO SHE'S GONNA KILL KYNGPIN!!!

Chapter 425 - Bridge of Mortal Combat

Ah, so Kyngpin is aware of how often his circus freaks get killed. And if I already said that, you can't blame me, because that was last year.

Anyway, the circus freaks got killed. Alongside other people such as Sonic's friend Tammy, thank god.

In One Piece? If only. *glares at a framed photo of the glasses idiot*

Meanwhile, Lufpy discovers that Matt Engarde is even stronger than all those recordings Usopp stole. Ah, power scaling.

Chapter 426 - A Ship Waiting for Wind

Everyone watches Lufpy be a slowpoke and smiles and waves. Except Sanji mysteriously isn't there. OMG YES, is Sanji finally gonna do his trademarked espionage again...?! Finally, the one way in which Sanji is actually interesting returns.

Unfortunately, they all get attacked by cops, so they have to fight. OMG YES, I don't need to look at a lame panel of Sanji fighting...!

Also, Usopp shows up. I guess Usopp will be replacing Sanji. That's not who I expected Usopp to be replacing.

Chapter 427 - This Isn't the Afterlife

Usopp says "It's not like I like you or anything, baka slowpoke!" to Lufpy and asks Matt Engarde to fight him instead to speed things up.

Lufpy doesn't want to have his 1v1 stolen, so Usopp says "Well uhhhh try not being dead then." Lufpy decides to try not being dead then. Then Matt Engarde says "Well uhhhh try being dead next." Lufpy decides to ignore him. Matt Engarde decides to try being dead next.

Chapter 428 - Let's Go Back

Every single character who was dead was actually alive. Shit, that means Sonic's friend Tammy is alive. This ending sucks!! I think the time traveler who fixed the Merry Go should have gone back a second time to prevent this ending.

The cops decide to be mean to Boat again. This seems like it might mean people died, but it actually doesn't mean that, because of Sanji leaving. That's actually pretty interesting.

Usopp asks Nico Robin to drown Lufpy. I thought better of you, Usopp. Nico Robin obeys. I thought better of you, Usopp.

Also, the Merry Go shows up. I guess this is probably logistically sound based on the Kyngpin shenanigans, but I don't really remember.

Chapter 429 - Utter Defeat

Poor Sanji. Whenever Lufpy is about to drown it's always Sanji's problem. Usopp should be nicer to Sanji.

Nico Robin thanks everyone while suffocating Lufpy. I think Nico Robin is taking Usopp's orders too seriously...! I seriously thought better of you, Usopp.

Spamton NEO recovers from being instakilled once again, and tells everyone to be just as mean to the Merry Go as they were to Boat. Jeez, will this guy stay instakilled for once?

All the cops kill each other. "I did this," Sanji says.

The cops still want to be mean to the Merry Go, so Zoro and Sanji use an immobilized Lufpy as a human shield. Awesome.

Man, screw getting a musician, the crew needs a painter to permanently capture awesome moments like these.

Nico Robin decides to try instakilling Spamton NEO one more time for good measure. Spamton NEO says "Don't spare me..." for some reason.

The horny-for-Jessica rival bicycle shows up just to say "We lose."

Chapter 430 - A Light Snow of Reminiscence Falls

It was Lorenz Hellman Gloucester Slightly To The Left all along, who provided the first, last, and only Merry Go ex machina. Neat. Also Usopp's gone again. I guess Franky can replace him (I decided to refer to him a bit more formally just now because, thinking about it, if he was willing to steal from Lufpy, I guess I didn't know him as well as I thought I did.)

Lufpy decides to set the Merry Go on fire.

Sniper King decides to go ahead and speak on Usopp's behalf, as though Sniper King knows anything about how Usopp truly feels. I thought better of you, Sniper King.

I'm pretty sure this dialog was plagiarized from James Cameron's Titanic. I should know, I watched an entire video by Hbomberguy.

Hmm... Sniper King said that men shouldn't cry when saying goodbye, and by cross-referencing that with these panels...

We can see that Zoro, Nico Robin, Sanji, and the scary Heart Woman are the only men around here. Well, Nico Robin and the scary Heart Woman are sort of edge cases where they could also be considered to be women or non-binary. And Sniper King might just be drooling I guess.

Thus concludes my gender arc. Goodbye everyone.

[bryan-damage]

Bobby Atrocity--and honestly, the surname Atrocity is pretty appropriate because the guy is a living, breathing cartoon character--was introduced to me in seventh grade when we were likely 12 or 13 years old. Our friend in common was Spike, although Bobby and I got to know each other separately pretty fast since our criminal behavior tended to be less brazen than some of the shit Spike got into.

I occasionally have lunch with Bobby. One time, about a year ago, I invited my wife along so she could meet him. We spent an afternoon together downtown. After Bobby parted ways with us, my wife turned to me and said "So Bobby... he's kind of... a lot."

Yeah, Bobby, he is kind of a lot. That's a pretty good description, honestly. I'm sort of used to him because we've been friends for so long, but I have to wonder what it's like for the other people in his life with whom he interacts.

He probably has ADHD, because I've been diagnosed with ADHD and he has some of the same problems I do. Our conversations tend to be kind of bonkers because we can never maintain focus on any single topic for more than a few minutes.

He's also loud. His baseline vocal volume is a few notches up above most people. He did say he's had some hearing loss from going to too many concerts, but he's always been loud, even when we were teenagers.

Several years ago, Bobby apparently tried his hand at stand-up comedy and wasn't very successful. But if I were to describe his behavior, I'd say try to imagine someone who thinks they're, like, Jerry Seinfeld or Ray Romano--as in, a professional stand-up comedian who was given their own sitcom--and when he enters into public situations it's like he sees the world through that lens, like there's an audience somewhere, and a camera on him picking up every one of his jokes and exaggerated facial expressions, and so his social personality is a performance of sorts, where he's a famous comedian on his own sitcom, and every time he speaks there's a laugh track. And the thing is that he's only kind of funny, and some aspects of his sense of humor would be described these days as "Boomer Humor", and other aspects of his humor are sort of cartoonishly exaggerated micro-aggressions (which I guess would actually make them macro-aggressions), so instead of people finding him funny or charming, they just get confused because they can't tell if he's joking or being an asshole.

So needless to say he struggles a little with social interactions and interpersonal relationships.

I do suspect he suffers from some social anxiety. I've seen anxiety manifest in a lot of different ways, and some people switch into, like, Motormouth Mode when their anxiety kicks in. And that's what happens with Bobby. One time we went into a head shop and he ran a continuous narrative from the time we walked in until we left and it was because he was buying delta nine gummies and he was afraid he was going to get arrested. Or something like that. It's not like the place is in a back alley or anything, he was being paranoid, but yeah, that's just what happens when he gets nervous--he starts telling dumb jokes and does it compulsively, and often times I don't think other people realize he's trying to be funny.

I really do wonder what his old stand-up comedy routine was like, but I don't want him to ever perform it for me because I'm pretty sure it's not good and I don't want to have to break his heart.

Anyway, that's Bobby Atrocity, and that's why he was on the bottom of the social pecking order with the rest of us.

[missmorosis]

music with the hq boys

-> feat. oikawa, kenma, kuroo, bokuto

what songs they would love listening to and how they share that love with you

kuroo

alexa play all the pop songs on the radio bc this boy has them all on repeat

i feel like he would have two playlists- one with rap for his teammates to see and then the one with ariana grande for himself

ariana herself is SHAKING with this man's vocals that seem to come out whenever he feels particularly annoying 😁😁

"I GOT ONE LESS PROBLEM WITHOUT YOU" he would sing, clutching an ever-so-iconic hairbrush in one hand while staring right into your eyes with a smile on his face. you rolled your eyes as he proceeded through the chorus, continuously pointing at you with his free hand when the word "problem" came around.

"if you couldn't tell, i got one less problem without you," he joked when his make-shift karaoke session was over, placing down his "microphone", in which you raised an eyebrow at.

"is that what you were hinting at?" you said, opening up your phone to search up the lyrics. "here it says 'i want you', which seems to be more accurate, your honor."

oikawa

OIKAWA WILL LISTEN TO EVERYTHING YOU LISTEN TO 📢📢

no bc mans will stalk your spotify, every single one of your public playlists have at least one like bc he adds all of yours to his library

why does he do this you may ask?? it's so that both of the two of you will know all the words when he's blasting songs through the aux in the car during drives

it's no fun when nobody knows the lyrics; it's just MMMM when both of you can accurately scream your heart out at 3am

three in the morning? the energy in your system told you otherwise: there's no way you felt like you could run a marathon at three in the morning. maybe it was the effect of spending the night driving around with oikawa.

you turned from facing the open window to facing oikawa in the driver's seat, who was drumming his fingers to the song that was playing: doja cat. his mouth was mouthing all the words, his face expressing approval when the singer sang his favorite lyrics, and he began to smile when he heard your familiar voice start to pick up on what he was doing.

"GO BABE!" he screamed as you were getting into it, even going as far as honking his horn. he turned the volume down in order to admire you with even more attention.

kenma

sucker for animal crossing music except i don't blame him

it reminds him of the island you guys share and the hours you both grind on it together HDHDH

you somehow remind him of all the villagers- if one of them says something really dumb he will screenshot it and send it to you with a text that says "its u again"

"can't sleep?" he turned to you, and you blinked back at him with wide open eyes. you shook your head no, which caused his facial expression to soften.

without another word, he handed you one of his earbuds, which was of course, playing a song from animal crossing.

even with it's relatively upbeat tempo, it helped you relax and eventually fall asleep. kenma snuck photos of you sleeping that night.

bokuto

MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO A LOT OF KPOP RECENTLY BUT BOKUTO SEEMS LIKE HE WOULD LISTEN TO LOTS OF BRIGHT SONGS- I.E. DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY BY TWICE????

he will do his absolute best to learn the choreography in order to perform for you

OR OR OR HE WOULD SETTLE TO BE HALF OF A DUO WITH YOUU

"BOKUTO KOUTAROU, IF YOU STEP ON MY FOOT ONE MORE TIME-"

"I'M SORRY I'M SORRY-"

every couple is bound to get into an argument every so often, but yelling at each other for getting the moves right to stayc's asap might not have been the most predictable subject to argue about.

"FOR THE LOVE OF- bokuto, RIGHT SIDE-" at that, you couldn't hold in your laughter anymore: screw being mad, the sight of your boyfriend trying to nail the perfect hip movements was far more favorable.

A/N: ITS BEEN A HOT MINUTE BUT YES HERE ILY

TAGLIST!! @rayeofmoonlight ​ @kirishimas-manly-eyeliner ​ @idontlikeyourjob ​ @sushijimawakatoshi ​ ​ @bokutsumie ​​ @jesssobs @nachotrash ​ @tsukkisberry ​ ​ @crystal-lilac ​ ​ @hannas16 @cherriesradio ​ ​ @elektrosonix ​ @marissawrld​ @gomchan ​ @mysterystarz ​ @tagehaya MWAH MWAHH

[matwith1t]

A/N: ‘Tis the season for playoff beards so ‘tis the season for playoff beard fics. Thank you, thank you for the words of encouragement!! They mean the wooorld to me 🌍🌎🌏 !! Wherever you call home, I hope you’re having a great day/night!

Request: Could you maybe write a blurb about the reader being excited for the playoffs beard?

MASTERLIST | LET’S CHAT 🥂 | Mat Barzal x Reader

Warnings: Allusion to smut  // WC: 2.1K // Fluff

You got the notification just as you finished paying off your tab at the bar. It had come after the blaring siren noise signaling the end of the game, after congratulatory hugs from your friends, and after the players raised their sticks up in appreciation for the fans in attendance.

With a win over the Rangers, The New York Islanders officially clinched the last playoff spot in the Eastern Division.

You had been a fan of hockey long before you somehow ended up with a professional hockey player for a boyfriend. The feeling of your favorite team extending their playing into the postseason always caused excitement. But there was a different sort of pride you felt coursing through your veins as the camera panned to show an exceptionally smiley Mat.

“You know what this means,” one of your friends leaned down to whisper in your ear, a smirk on their face and a devious gleam in their eye, “Playoff beards.”

You sat frozen in your seat as the world continued to move around you. A vertigo sensation caused you to feel dizzy as the words grew with meaning. Again, you had been a fan of hockey before you somehow ended up with a professional hockey player as a boyfriend. You had seen playoff beards before.

But you hadn’t seen a playoff beard on your boyfriend.

Knowing that their words caused you to silently spiral alone in your head, they patted your shoulder as a way of saying good luck.

When the waiter came back with your card, you slipped it back into your wallet, and bid your friends goodbye as you had to pick Mat up from the arena. They all waved goodbye with wicked smirks on their faces.

On your drive to the arena, you blasted music in hopes it would drown out the thoughts in your mind. You wanted a clear head when you talked to Mat about the game tonight, he would no doubt be excited about clinching a playoff spot, and you wanted to concentrate on driving safely. Once you made it to the arena, you parked where you always waited until Mat came out from the players exit.

Sitting alone in your car, with your knee bouncing, you turned the music up louder.

You needed to calm down, it was only the beginning of May and the playoffs wouldn’t start until a few weeks. It was too early to feel this excited about playoff beards. But when Mat texted you saying he would be a little late to your car because everyone was celebrating in the locker room… You succumbed to your desires and pulled out your phone.

New York Islanders playoffs 2020 was what you typed into the Google search bar. And when all you saw were team pictures, you narrowed down your search: Mat Barzal playoffs 2020. And low and behold… You were graced with images that your mind could only conjure up in your dreams.

To anyone, the pictures basically looked all the same: Mat in his New York Islanders gear, skating on the ice. His face was mostly hidden by his helmet, but you could still see him. And you could still see his playoff beard.

You inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly through your nostrils as you continued to scroll.

The pictures ranged from clean shaven Mat, him growing out his scruff, and then to a full beard with long hair when the Islanders reached their furthest point in the Stanley Cup playoffs. You saw different versions of Mat, but the pictures on Google were more of an in your face kind of growth of his facial hair rather than a slow progression. While playoff games were played fairly close together, the press pictures weren’t privy to seeing the official start of his facial hair. 

The media wasn’t granted access to see how his facial hair progressed from the moment he went to sleep to when he refused to wake up in the mornings. But you would be able to see that growth. From the light stubble growing into scruff that would eventually grow to cover his jawline––

A knock on your window startled you and you locked your phone when you saw Mat wave at you through the window. With a smile, you unlocked the door and he opened it.

“Do you mind if we drive Beau to his place?” Mat said as he reached over his shoulder for the seat belt to buckle himself in.

You nodded repeatedly, and when Mat didn’t hear a verbal confirmation from you, he lifted his head at you with raised eyebrows. You cleared your throat and blinked a few times, “Yeah––Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Cool,” he smiled as he texted on his phone, presumably to Tito, “He had to go to the bathroom so he shouldn’t be far behind.”

You nodded your head again as you took in the way his clean shaven face lit up by the artificial lighting of his phone. He felt your stare on him and looked up with a tilt of his head.

“Good game,” you congratulated him and his smile widened. Mat dropped his phone to his lap, wanting to take in all of your words, “It was good, You were really good. Everyone played well and not to mention the playoff spot.” You leaned over the center console to press a kiss to Mat’s soft, clean shaven, face, “I’m proud of you.”

Mat playfully shrugged his shoulders, knowing that he played a good game, “Yeah it was exciting.”

You and Mat fell into a silence as he picked back up his phone, nudging Tito along, and you stared at him. More specifically, stared at his bare face. Your mind wandered from innocent thoughts to how facial hair would make him look older than his age, to more impious thoughts of how his beard would feel across your skin.

The back door opening stopped your thinking and caused you to jump as you and Mat turned your heads to see Tito duck into your car.

“Jeez, turn the music down.”

Bashfully, you turned the volume knob down and took your car out of park, “That was a nice goal you had, Tito.”

“Thanks,” you saw him smile brightly from your rearview mirror, “If only we could start growing out our playoff beards now.”

Mat laughed at Tito’s joke, but your grip on the steering wheel tightened.

The two friends continued their banter, while your mind continued to spiral at the thought of Mat and his playoff beard. And after you dropped Tito off at his place, the silence between you and Mat continued as you drove to his apartment. You parked in the spot that you unofficially claimed as yours and walked into his building hand-in-hand.

Once he unlocked the door, and hung up his suit jacket on the coat rack, Mat circled his arms around your waist and pulled you in close for a hug. You hugged him back just as tight, eyes closed with a soft smile toying at your lips. While Mat played aggressively during games, when he got back to his apartment, he liked to wind down.

Mat nuzzled his head further into the crook of your neck and you felt a breath of hot air fan your neck. You felt content standing in the entrance of Mat’s apartment; strong arms around you, as he began to softly press his lips against your neck. His kisses weren’t urgent, they were gentle, and lingering in one spot. His slow pace also clued you into that he didn’t expect his kisses to lead to anything further.

He just wanted to press his lips to your skin to feel you.

“Are you excited for my playoff beard?” Mat mumbled into your neck.

Your whole body froze up.

Mat let out a small chuckle, and with your arms still around him, you slightly leaned back to look at him, “What?”

With one last kiss to your neck, Mat pulled away and looked down at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, “After the game, the boys were talking about how their wives and girlfriends get all excited for the beards in the postseason,” his smirked widened as he pinched your waist, “And you were very quiet tonight.”

“That’s not true,” you tried to cover yourself as you felt embarrassment brewing in the pit of your stomach, “I––I said you played a good game.”

“Mhm,” Mat hummed with a proud smile, “But after Beau brought up the beards you were dead quiet.”

And just like how you went quiet in the car at the mention of playoff beards, you went quiet now. Because how were you supposed to verbalize your excitement? You knew you could say anything and it would feed into Mat’s ego…But how were you supposed to tell him how unimaginably excited you were to see his playoff beard while also expressing the tiniest bit of disappointment mourning his clean shaven face?

With his clean shaven face he looked so youthful. You could clearly see his smile lines when he tipped his head back in laughter, feel his soft skin on yours when he brushed his cheek against yours, and it was the version of him you fell in love with. Not to say you still wouldn’t love the version of Mat with a playoff beard.

Because when you really thought of him growing out a beard…All you thought about was how the dark facial hair would enhance the strong dark color of his eyes. How he would look more mature. And how the short hairs scratching against your skin would drive you absolutely insane. You would love that Mat just as much, but you had to keep your thoughts in check.

“I am excited to see you grow out a beard,” you breathed out a laugh and broke eye contact with him after you saw his eyebrows raise with enthusiasm. You played with the fabric of Mat’s dress shirt between your thumb and index finger, “I just can’t think too much about it.”

“Oh?”

He sounded intrigued.

You poked his stomach and rolled your eyes, “I looked at pictures of you from previous seasons and it…” you took a deep breath and looked up into his greedy eyes, wanting to hear all of your thoughts about him, “I had a lot of emotions.”

“Care to share those emotions?” He tried to keep his mischievous tone to a minimum, but with the way his smirk widened and his hands crept under your t-shirt, you knew he was losing a battle with himself.

“They’re private.”

Mat tipped his head back in laughter; eyes squeezed shut, mouth open, crinkled nose, with those smile lines you loved so much. He squeezed your hips once more and pressed a lingering kiss to the corner of your mouth. At his close proximity, you let your eyes close at his close proximity; always captivated with the feeling that encased your body when his lips kissed your body.

Still keeping his face close to yours, he dragged his nose across the side of your face until his smooth cheek rested against yours, he breathed in your ear, “I’m good at keeping secrets.”

Your chest expanded with the deep breath you inhaled. His face was so clean––so soft––as he brushed his skin against yours. There wasn’t a feeling you loved more than his skin on yours. And thinking about the new feeling of his facial hair on your skin sent your body into overdrive.

Your voice slightly wavered as you continued to rub the material of his shirt between your fingers, “I think we need to set a precedent.”

“Oh?”

He sounded like he knew exactly what you were proposing.

You shrugged your shoulders, shyly looking up at him as his eyes darkened with every second of silence that passed. With Mat’s hands placed directly on your skin, his thumbs slowly started to rub small circles on your waist.

“You know…” your small voice trailed off, “To see if I prefer you clean shaven or with facial hair.”

Mat’s smirk transformed into a full blown smile as he hooked an arm around your waist to pull you right up against his body. You felt his chest expand a few times as he let out a confident chuckle, “Say no more.”

After both of you agreed on the proposal you brought forward, and Mat dragged you into his bedroom, the only word you said was his name as he ducked his head under the sheets and began to kiss down your torso.

[mikasaluna]

shiota nagisa nsfw alphabet

⚠ WARNINGS：nsfw ! smut !

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED IMMEDIATELY

「 Keep in mind your triggers and do not engage if it will provoke negative emotions. You are responsible for your own actions. 」

♥️

notes：gender neutral pronouns, AFAB character, fluff, adult characters, set after graduation

Assasination Classroom / 暗殺教室

Shiota Nagisa 潮田渚

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Very sweet. First he’ll run you a bath, then bring you a glass of water, and food if you’re hungry. He’ll help clean you up in the bath and ask how he did. What you liked, how he could improve. Whatever you need he’s got you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favourite part of himself is his hands, and how he can use them to pleasure you. He doesn’t want to tell you this, because it makes him feel like he’s sexualizing you, but he really loves your ass.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Doesn’t really care where he finishes. He usually asks you where you want him to cum and just goes with that.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He thinks it’d be really sexy if you dommed him... like tied him up, choked him and took total control, but he’s too embarrased to admit that to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Very unexperienced. He’d only had sex one other time before he met you, so the first time you two did it he needed a lot of reassurance and guidance.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

His favourite position is having you on top, facing him. Or any position where he can touch your body and see your face. Even though it makes him blush, he wants to see your facial expressions and know that you’re feeling good.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He himself is pretty serious, but if you’re a bit goofy then he doesn’t mind that at all. He’ll joke along with you if that makes you more comfortable.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Doesn’t have that much body hair, so he won’t feel the need to groom himself particuarly often unless you specifically ask him to. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Tries his best to be romantic for you, even though it makes him flustered easily. He’s not so much romantic as he is soft and attentive.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He masturbates pretty often actually. Even when you’re around, sometimes he just doesn’t want to bother you. Plus, he enjoys masturbating. Not as much as sex, but he knows his own body well and how to make himself feel good.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Fairly vanilla, but he enjoys mirror sex and roleplay if you’re down for that. Mutual masturbation is his biggest kink, he’ll mentally take notes at how you pleasure yourself so he can use them on you later.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Once you two did some things at the back of a mostly empty movie theatre, ever since then he’s been intruiged by sex in semi-public areas. The idea of actually getting caught freaks him out though so for now he’d like to keep things in the bedroom, or maybe in the shower every now and again.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Grabbing his hand and putting it on your thigh while you’re chilling or watching netflix together, he loves that. Or if you push him against a wall and make out with him, his mind will actually explode.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Student and teacher roleplay. It hits too close to home for him, being reminded of his work and students turns him off.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

His preference really depends on his mood. After work when he’s tired and worn out, he’d much rather be recieving. But on quiet mornings, he'd prefer to be giving. If you ask him, he’d even be happy to wake you up with oral. Since he can pick up on how you’re feeling very quickly, he gives great head. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually likes to slow things down and take his time with you, if he’s on top he doesn’t like to go too hard because he worries about hurting you. If he’s had a bad day though, he might put you on top and go wild bouncing you on his lap.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn’t mind quickies, especially in the morning before he goes to work. Then again, like most people, he’d prefer proper sex.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s down to experiment, but usually won’t bring it up himself. He won’t want to do anything too risky because of the nature of his job, but it really depends on what it is and how much trouble it could get him in.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Lasts around 30 minutes per round, but he has insanely good stamina and could go all night if you wanted him to. His cool down period is pretty quick too.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Karma bought him a dildo once as a joke, and he still has it. Perhaps he has used it on himself? He never tells you. If you have toys he’d ask if he can use them on you, if it makes you feel good, he’s all for it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn’t. Sometimes he does want to, but you just look so cute he can’t bring himself to deny you. Being teased on the other hand, really turns him on.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is only loud when he’s getting close, other than that he tries his hardest not to moan in your ear... unless you’re into that.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He’d let you peg him if you asked nicely.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s pretty average. Around 6 inches, and he knows exactly how to use it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Surprisingly high. He doesn’t want to bother you with that all the time though, so sometimes he’ll just masturbate. Unless he’s really horny, he’ll usually just wait for you to come to him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not fast at all. He likes to lie down and reflect on things while he waits for you to fall asleep. Once you’re asleep he’ll relax.

[duvetsandpillows]

George Russell NSFW A-Z

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

George is always very caring after sex. He'll grab a warm wash cloth and clean you up before sliding one of his tops over your head, slipping under the covers with you and cuddling until the two of you fall asleep.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Your waist. He loves holding onto it while you're on top riding him, being able to control the pace while watching you lean your head back, eyes rolling back as he hits your g spot.

You loved his hands, being inside you, playing with your nipples or wrapped around your throat his hands always performed magic.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

George likes to be careful so usually wears a condom (plus it makes less of a mess) but occasionally he would pull out and release onto your stomach.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

George likes to be the submissive one from time to time. He loves it when you're on top of him, and can imagine you teasing him, longing out his orgasm. He would bring it up to you eventually and you gave him the night of his life.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He hasn't slept with lots of people before you but he had enough. The two of you had become more confident and were learning more about each others bodies, finding your sweet spots that turn you into outty in his hands.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

You on top, as said before he loves you riding him while he plays with your breasts, pinching your nipple with one hand as the other goes and rubs circles on your clit. He was always mesmerised by your facial expressions, the angelic sounds that would leave your mouth.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He likes to make a couple of jokes and make you smile but he's there to make you cum not laugh.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

George trims down there to make sure it isn't a lions mane of anything but it isn't bare.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Geirge isn't one to go all out on the romantics every time but usually would light a few candels. If it's an anniversary or a specail occasion he will put in all effort. Petals on the bed, candels, romantic music playing in the background and he will make sure that the entire night is all about you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He only really does if he's away for a race and you haven't been able to come with him. Sometimes you'd like to tease him and send him photos of you in a new lingerie set you've bought or a soapy titty pic while you're in the bath, knowing full well he'll be in his hotel room touching himself to them.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

George has a slight pain kink. He loves the mix of pleasure and pain when you rake your nails down his chest or his back. It drove him wild and usually resulted in him tighening his pace, leaving a couple of bruises on your hips, not that you cared.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom. he doesn't like risking it in public, not wanting anyone to see you in your naked beauty, that was for his eyes only. Also the bed offers so many more positions and was a hell of a lot comfier for the two of you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you danced. It was normal for you to dance and clean your flat while George was out training. When he got back he stood in the door way of the living room, watching you sway your hips and bum while you dusted the shelves. He walked up behind you, hands on your waist, pulling you flush against him, pressing a kiss to your neck.

"Oh angel, you're so perfect, how do you feel about giving me a private dance?"

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn't like doing anything in public, he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable and didn't want to risk getting caught.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

George much prefers to give rather than recieve. He loves holding your hips down as he works magic on your clit, listening to your moans fill the room while you pulled at his hair. Yet he would never refuse when you wanted to return the favour.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on the mood. Sometimes he likes to take it nice and slow, teasing you towards your orgasm. Other times he liked a more rough pace, making you come two or three times before he does. If you'd teased him throughout the day you'll definately won't be seeing his soft side.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

George isn't a fan of quickies, he prefers to take his time, mkaing sure every inch of your body feels incredible. The only time you have quickies is when he oversleeps and doesn't have much time before his flight or if you two are going out and you're all dressed up.

"George we need to leave..." you said as he picked you up and wrapped your thighs around his waist, pinning you up against the door.

"They can wait, your too beautiful to wait all night."

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

George likes to experiment, as long as you are comfortable with it. Whether it's a new position, a vibrator or something as simple as dirty talk you two love to try something new, as long as you won't get hurt.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

George prefers to go for a while rather than short and sweet, so will have enough stamina to go for a few rounds.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

George doesn't mind using a vibrator once in a while but he prefers to make you cum himself. He knew you used it when he was away but would always make sure you knew he can make you cum better than a toy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

George is a right tease. If you're out to dinner or in the car he will rest a hand on your inner thigh and trace patterns, feeling you shiver and try to squeeze your legs together. When you're in bed he will wait until your legs are shaking and your begging to cum before he will pull away, reminding you to be patient when you began to whine before crawling atop of you, wanting you to cum on his dick.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

George likes to stay on the quiter side because he loves to hear to hear you. He always said you sound like an angel and the sound of your pleasure always increased his. When he groans though, holy fuck it hits you deep, you've never heard a more attractive sound.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

At the end of the season George came home to find you all dressed up in some white lacy lingerie. He was completely speechless as you sat him down in a chair and gave him a lap dance he would never forget.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

George is gifted down there, that's all I'm gonna say.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

At the beginning of your realtionship you couldn't keep your hands off each other but now two or three nights a week was enough.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't usually fall asleep until you had. He would run his fingers through your hair as he watches you drift off before his eyes began to get heavy and and he drifts off too.

[dweetwise]

i can’t stop writing them, send help. this was based on an idea from @gooobert, hope i could do it justice! ship: ace x felix word count: 1330

More than a thousand words

Meg was sitting by the campfire and busying herself with changing the shoelaces of her sneakers. The new ones were a different color and only marginally cleaner, and the whole thing was mostly a pointless attempt at any sort of change. It was kind of pathetic that the eyesore of the once-blue laces clashing with Meg’s red running shoes was the most interesting thing she'd seen in weeks.

The Entity's world was a lot of things. It was Meg's worst nightmare, a living hell, a home of unspeakable horrors that drained every last bit of hope from her piece by piece—

But in between those moments, it was indescribably boring.

Had anyone told Meg five years ago that she'd get used to being brutally murdered on a regular basis, she wouldn't have hesitated to give them a piece of her mind and maybe even her fist. But disturbing as it may be, after all this time it had become the new normal. The trials weren’t pleasant but at least they were something to keep her mind occupied and her reflexes sharp.

Between trials she was stuck at the campfire, which offered nothing in the way of entertainment save for Kate's guitar, Ace's playing cards and Bill's perpetually half-empty pack of cigarettes. Meg’s companions were both a blessing and a curse; some of them she was happy to call her friends and others she'd rather avoid. She had never been much of a people person and while it was nice to have the option to talk to someone if she wanted to, more often than not she just wanted to shove a sock in people's mouths when they just wouldn't shut up.

Hearing a familiar laugh, Meg's nose scrunched on instinct as she looked up to see one of those very people walk up to the fire. Ace sauntered up to a small group tending to the flames, earning a few words from Jeff and a smile from Kate, all the while running his mouth at a way louder volume than necessary.

Then, Ace proceeded to walk up to Felix.

Meg hadn't even noticed Felix return from his latest trial. She didn't know the man very well but he was one of the few who rarely got on her nerves, pulling his weight in trials and staying blissfully quiet at camp. She'd even go as far as to say she kind of liked the guy.

Of course, that respect flew out the window every time Felix spent time with Ace.

"Hiya, Pumpkin!" Ace chirped obnoxiously to the architect, effectively proving Meg's point. "Whatcha doing?"

Ace sat down next to Felix and Meg glared daggers at the gambler's smug face. So much for the blissful silence of the campfire.

"Ah, neat," Ace suddenly continued. "That looks like fun!"

Meg frowned; she hadn't even heard Felix say anything. Why was Ace talking to himself?

"How are you holding up after what happened back there?" Ace asked.

Felix still didn't reply, but this time Meg saw him give a pointed stare to Ace.

"I was going to heal myself so I could go for the rescue!” Ace protested. “That’s why I was in the basement, looking for a medkit—”

Felix huffed out a pointed breath.

"Or a map!" Ace continued. "I know you like to bring one into trials, and I thought it'd make a nice gift!"

Felix only raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, alright!" Ace relented, holding his hands up in surrender. "I was looking for a key so we could bail through the hatch once Yui and David died."

"Hmm," Felix replied.

It was a quiet sound that—combined with Felix's resting bitch face—gave absolutely nothing away.

"You're not mad, right babe?" Ace asked, casting a sickly-sweet pleading look at the German.

Again, Felix neither did or said anything, but soon Ace was breaking into a relieved laugh anyway.

"I knew you had a soft spot for me," Ace grinned.

“M-hm,” Felix commented.

“I know, I know—don’t make a habit of it,” Ace said.

The more Meg listened to the one-sided conversation, the more confused she got. There was no way Ace was able to decipher any of Felix’s weird sounds or barely-there facial expressions. It had to be some kind of joke.

She glanced around the campsite, but nobody else seemed to be paying the duo any attention. Jane was sitting on the log next to Meg’s, so she scooted over to the woman and leaned closer.

“Are you seeing this shit?” Meg whispered, getting Jane’s attention.

“What?”

“Those two!” Meg said, pointing to the offending pair.

“You think the Entity will throw another party for us before Halloween?” Ace asked Felix, still running his mouth and oblivious to Meg’s staring.

Felix hummed again; in agreement or in thought was anybody’s guess.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Ace concluded despite this. “She’s gotten lazy. Wouldn’t surprise me if she even forgot Christmas this year.”

“I’m not sure what you mean,” Jane said.

“Really?” Meg asked. “You don’t see anything wrong with…”

Felix huffed, and Ace gasped in mock offense.

“Excuse you, my Christmas sweater is fabulous,” Ace said.

Felix’s mouth quirked up in a smirk.

“That was one time, and I only borrowed yours because it looked comfy!” Ace protested.

“...That?” Meg asked Jane, gesturing in the couple’s general direction.

“Not really,” Jane said, infuriatingly unbothered by the display. “I know Felix’s family situation isn’t ideal, but as long as they’re happy, I don’t think it’s our place to judge.”

Wait… what?

“Huh?” Meg asked.

“I can’t really fault someone for finding joy in a place like this,” Jane said. “I know Ace sometimes gets on all our nerves, but Felix seems happy with him.”

What the hell was she—oh. Oh.

“Oh god no,” Meg said with a grimace. “I don’t care that they’re together or—whatever.”

Jane looked at her, frowning in confusion.

“I’m just weirded out that Ace is always just, like, talking to himself,” Meg explained. “Felix barely gets a word in.”

“Ah, I see! My bad,” Jane apologized. “Still, I don’t really see anything weird in it; Felix is a quiet person and Ace is good at reading people. I think it’s natural they communicate in their own ways.”

“You’re shitting me,” Meg deadpanned. “You really think Ace understands all those weird ‘aah’s and ‘hmm’s?”

“Body language is easier to read than you’d think,” Jane said. “Take Jake for example; he doesn’t talk a lot, but you always know what he means, right?”

“Yeah, because Jake only has two moods; ‘I’m listening’ and ‘fuck off’!” Meg protested. “It’s not like he’s telling his goddamn life story in that death glare.”

“Maybe you’re not listening,” Jane said, giving her a cryptic smile. “Either way, I think it’s sweet when people know each other well enough to not need words.”

“—I’m serious! You should have seen the look on his face!” Ace exclaimed to his companion way louder than necessary.

“...Though maybe I’d like it more if the roles were reversed,” Jane sighed, rubbing her ear.

“I hear you,” Meg snorted.

She looked back at Ace and Felix, who were still engrossed in their weird conversation. Felix had leaned closer to his boyfriend, listening raptly and offering acknowledging sounds every now and then as Ace recounted one of his trials. For some reason, the German seemed to enjoy Ace’s incessant babbling, and who was Meg to stop him?

She watched as Felix reached over and grabbed Ace’s hand, making the gambler pause mid-sentence. Slowly, Ace’s shit-eating grin changed into a soft smile.

He clasped Felix’s hand and lifted it to his mouth, giving the knuckles a quick kiss and in response, Felix lowered his head and returned the smile.

"I love you too," Ace murmured.

Meg rolled her eyes and grabbed another pair of sneakers to continue her project. She’d never understand those two, but maybe that was for the better.

And maybe she should give Jake’s death glare another shot.

[abbyilr1967]

Cuddles - Dean x Reader

A/n: I have had a weird couple of days, emotionally, and during that time I came to the conclusion as to why I had no inspiration to write for SPN anymore… and that’s because their story is over. I, for some reason, am holding onto the ending a lot more than I feel I should. Which sucks, cuz this show did a lot of good for me, and I will always love it. I’m rambling, but I was really in need of some cuddle time with my man, so I hope you enjoy. 

If you’re new, here is link to my Masterlist.

Warnings: the slightest bit of angst…. If you squint. 

Word Count: 611

You were laying on the couch in Dean’s self-proclaimed “man cave” scrolling through the tv channels in an attempt to find something new or interesting to watch, since the end of Chuck and the beginning of your freedom you and the boy’s had finally had time to do things that normal people got to do. 

So that is exactly why you found yourself buried up to your chin in blankets, remote in one hand, while the other was elbow deep in a bag of Cheetos. 

As you were mindlessly scrolling through the channels, you hadn’t registered that anyone else was in the room with you until your nearly finished bag of Cheetos was ripped from your grasp. 

“Hey!” you whip your head towards the back of the couch looking to see who dare to rip your unhealthy snack away from you and are met with the brilliant green eyes of your boyfriend.

“Give it back Dean,” you whine, making grabby hands towards him. 

“I don’t think I will,” he chuckles, grabbing a handful for himself before shoving them in his mouth. 

“You’re the worst,” you pout, turning back to your tv menu.

“Love you too, babe” he responds, voice muffled by his chewing. 

He finishes off the bag of chips, before lazily throwing it towards the trash can, and missing it entirely. 

“Sit up.” He’s leaning over the back on the couch to tap you on the shoulder. You raise a brow at him. 

“I said, Sit. Up.” He punctuates his sentence by tapping your shoulder harder. 

“Ow, fine,” you move to sit up, placing your hands behind you in order to get yourself comfortable again. “Why do I need toー” 

Before you can register what he’s doing, he’s flung himself over the back of the couch. And with the grace of a dead bird falling out of the sky, he lands in your lap as the couch frame groans beneath you. 

“What the hell was that about?!” you scold. 

“I just wanted to snuggle up with you, you looked really warm,” he says, chin digging into your stomach. 

“You could have just told me you wanted to cuddle, you know, like a civilized person,” you joke. 

“You of all people should know I’m not civilized.” he takes that opportunity to bite the little bit of your mid-drift that was showing. 

“Stop it.” You playfully punch him in the shoulder as you giggle. “Now, get comfy if you’re going to stay, because I was just about to start this horror movie marathon on tv.” 

He wraps his arms around your lower half and presses the side of his face into your stomach, angling his head so he can still see the tv. You re-wrap the two if you in your blanket, before clicking the title of the first movie. You’re hands find their way to the back of his head, as your fingertips begin to slowly massage his scalp. He holds onto you tighter, as if he’s afraid that he’s going to lose you, or wake up from this moment to find himself right back under the control of Chuck. 

You notice the creases on his forehead deepen and decide to press him about what's going on in his head. 

“Are you ok, Dean?” your voice a mere whisper compared to the volume of the tv. He tilts his head up to you, and his facial features soften as his eyes meet yours.

“Never better.” He leans up and presses his lips to yours, lingering there for a breath or two longer than he should have. But he didn’t care. 

Because he had you, and that’s all either of you needed. 

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[hacked-by-jake]

Jake x MC 93. Living for angst!

Are you fucking serious?

A/n: Hi @jellyfishdodraw  and thank you for your request. I really hope you like it and please forgive the mistakes🙏🏻 Uhm yes, have fun..😅😊

Prompt: “We should break up”

Words: 1,8k

Warning: Angst, swearing, discussion /argument, no happy end, (Maybe a spoiler from the movie V for Vendetta?)

You didn’t have much to do today, which is why you were looking forward to it.

--

"MC?" Jake appears in the door of his office, you’re sitting in the living room with a drawing you’ve been planning on doing for a long time.

"I want to talk to you," Jake speaks with his soft voice, but somehow seems nervous.

"Sure" you answer, "what’s going on? You look worried".

He comes to you and sits next to you on the sofa and you put your pen aside to give him your full attention.

"Okay, listen," he starts reaching for your hands, "please don’t interrupt me".

All the alarm bells are ringing in your head, "Jake tell me. You’re scaring me".

He takes a deep breath before he starts.

"I got an offer, an offer for a pretty big deal. A group of great Hackers who have joined forces to expose a huge corruption within the government. However, they still lack someone with my skills and knowledge. I know them and know that they have only good things in mind. However, I would like to inform you beforehand as this will also be quite dangerous if something goes wrong"

For a moment, you just look at him speechless to see if he could really be serious.

"If you just asked me seriously if you could hack the government, to uncover anything, then no! Sorry", a little incredulous you shake your head as you want to go back to your drawing.

"How no?" he looks at you irritated.

"What No?" you laugh bitterly, still hoping that this is just a bad joke.

"Why?" Jake asks and tries to keep his voice at a neutral volume.

"That you’re really even asking me about this," you grumble.

"Okay, and why not?"

Vigorously, you turn to him again, "Why not? Why don’t I want you to put yourself and me in danger? Have you forgotten the beginning of our relationship?"

Actually, you don’t want to be like that, but you don’t know how to react. You feel shocked and almost a little amused about it. And that he’s seriously asking if that’s okay, hurts you. What  does he think? That you’re jumping happy around and cheering? Does he want the Nobel Peace Prize?

"No, I didn’t forget but-"

You interrupt him, "but what, Jake? But what? But your plan isn’t so bad?"

His gaze turns into angry and he gets up from the sofa.

"Okay, well, the country we live in, has a bunch of corrupt politicians who are empowered to make enormously important decisions about this country. I can do something about it and make sure we don’t get into trouble in a few months, but you say no?"

He seems totally horrified.

"You’re serious, aren’t you? You really don’t understand what my problem is?"

"No, MC, I’m sorry, honestly, not"

You pull up your eyebrows and tilt your head.

"What exactly, can’t you understand? You put yourself in the greatest danger, and me too! What happens if they catch you Jake? What happens then? You go to jail your whole fucking life when that happens, and me? I’ll stay here alone. And then we play happy family every two months? If I may visit you? If I may at all, because you want to interfere in something that they do not like at all! We have already played through that. Even I’ve been through this before, and that with you! Isn’t that reason enough?" during your speech, you stood up and walked into the kitchen to grab a drink.

"No, not reason enough" he answers and leans with his arms folded in the door frame.

"Wait, wait, our relationship and I are not reason enough?" you look disturbed at him.

"MC, you know I would never put you in danger".

His sentence sounds like an accusation.

"Wouldn’t you? But you do it! What happens if it goes wrong? Do you want to escape? Should I come with you then?"

"Nobody knows if it will go wrong!"

"Yes, but nobody knows if it’s going well," you hiss and slaps on the table, "Now you ask me if you can hack the government, what’s next? You blow up Parliament like Vendetta? Jake just because you both wear the same mask, you are still far from being him. If you leave out the fact that it’s a movie. Maybe you’ve been watching the movie too much." you mock and regret it in the next moment. That might have been a little harsh.

Jake also looks astonished and then slowly nods his head, "All right, thank you" he mumbles and turns around.

"Nothing is okay" you lean down against the countertop.

"I could save a country from bad things MC." Okay, now he’s blaming you.

"Now you want me to feel bad?"

"No"

You snort outraged and looking out the window.

"You know what? Call me selfish! Call me cold! Call me inhuman or whatever you want. But I certainly don’t see you putting yourself in danger again! Jake, back then, you were alone. That’s what you decided when we didn’t know each other.

But now  we’ve been a couple! We’ve been together for two years. Do you remember, that in the beginning, we couldn’t leave each other alone for two hours without fear for the other or just because we didn’t want to be alone? And now? Do you want to put us both in danger of being hunted by the government? Once again? I don’t give a shit if you can save a country or what could happen later. I care about you and I don’t want you to put yourself in danger! I remember when the agents tried to hack me and you suddenly texted me again! There was nothing worse than that I was in danger, and now you want to accept that danger? Risk that it goes wrong and we have to split up? So sorry, but for me it comes across as if it’s not bad for you anymore. I don’t really want to say it, but it just seems to me like it doesn’t matter to you, that you put me in danger too."

"But maybe nothing happens, if I don’t, we’ll never know!"

"Yeah, I know, Jake, but that’s like jumping from a height of five meters. Maybe I just break a few of my bones, maybe all of them, I don’t know, and it would be stupid to try. And I’m not taking the risk of losing you. I know you always want to save everyone and do something good for everyone, but Jake, someday it’s your turn, someday it’s all about you. And before you jeopardize your entire life, Me, as your girlfriend, am obligated to stop you!"

You just keep talking because you feel like if you stop, is everything over. It's hurting that he’s suddenly so weird and angry, that he wants to jeopardize everything.

"I can’t put my well-being above that of a whole country. I can’t do that, MC. It’s too important for me," he shouts. He can’t put it above other people’s but above yours...?

You look at him mute.

As he stands there, the hair slightly confused, his blue eyes that otherwise glow so full of love, now look rather dark and angry.

The way he folded his arms. His facial features are tense.  And it hurts. It hurts a lot. That Jake is suddenly so different than usual.

"So you want to endanger us all? All of us? Hannah, Lilly, your father, Me, and even the others. What you’re up to, is not a small thing, and they’re going to involve every single one of us because anyone who knows you, could have something to do with it" the first tear flows out of your eye. Whether by your suppressed anger or because it’s really sad what he wants from you.

Somewhere, you can unfortunately understand him but you just don’t want to risk your almost perfect, quiet and harmonious life. Above all, who knows what they came across? What are they talking about?

Besides, there’s certainly another hacker somewhere who has the same skills as Jake, and can work with them.

But then the realization hits you like a slap in the face.

"You’re already in on this, aren’t you? It’s already happened or not?" you ask with a trembling voice.

Guiltily he turns his gaze to the ground and says nothing.

"You’re not fucking serious, are you?" you scream.

"Did something go wrong? Something happened ago and that’s why you’re telling me about it now?"

"MC I-"

You interrupt him stunned, "Oh, my God, Jake!" you slap your hands in front of your face. Your feelings collide and seem to eat you from the inside.

All of a sudden, you feel like you’re on a time trip to the beginning of everything. Fear and insecurity are breaking down over you and you realize that everything will start all over again if it goes wrong.

"MC, listen to me -"

"No! No, I don’t want to know, no, you know what you just did?" you ask and wipe away the tears that grow stronger and stronger.

"Oh, God, I have to get out of here," you mumble.

You rush past him to the front door.

You grab your jacket and your shoes, you open the door without putting them on.

"Where do you want to go now?" he asks desperately.

"Go, Jake, I have to go now, to Jessy or something," you sniffed while you were in a hurry putting your shoes coarsely on.

"MC, you can’t tell anyone about this! No one! You know that".

Stunned you laugh, "You’re not serious. I’m not supposed to tell NO ONE that YOU put us all in danger? Jake, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you realize what you’re doing?"

"So what I do is shit? That I want to save people? All of us?"

"Is it worth it to put your family in danger, Jake? Is it worth it to you to lose everyone? Oh God, I can’t do this, Jake. I can’t go through this again. I can’t live in fear for months, that I’ll be woken up by the FBI, breaking down our front door and suddenly standing in our bedroom to take you. Jake, I can’t do this," you cry desperately.

"What’s that supposed to mean?" he almost whispers and stares at you, "What do you mean, you can’t?"

You swallow your tears and the lump in your throat and take a deep breath, "That means I can’t stay by your side when this starts over. I - I think it’s better if we should break up.. I can’t do it, not again!"

"You’re leaving me?" in his face it’s horrified. To see this, breaks your heart. You really, really love him more than anything else in the world but all that stress again? Months of uncertainty? Months of sorrow and uncertainty?

"I am so sorry"

You turn around and storm down the stairs. What the fuck just happened?

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[bearseokie]

boyfriend! victon

[ gender-neutral! ] this was originally just a bf! subin headcanon, but i clearly cannot control myself.

victon m.list | navi. | nsfw bf! victon (M)

Seungwoo:

openly admitted his feelings for you in the hopes you would reply with the same emotions.

his gestures are always romantic, even if he means them to be casual (i.e kissing your knuckles, helping you out of a vehicle, pulling your chair out for you.)

sweeps you off your feet every chance he gets. figuratively and physically.

you can't be in a room that doesn't have flowers in them, he makes sure of that.

holds his hand up flat so you can press yours against it.

will walk in on you in the bathroom and laugh at your embarrassed reaction while he brushes his teeth.

gives you his clothes to wear almost every day, you barely wear anything from your own wardrobe.

back hugs you every chance he can.

gym dates where you sit off to the side and take pictures of him while he works out. he eventually gets bored of you watching him and asks to bench you instead of his weights, which ends up in you falling on top of him laughing. if you do work out with him, he spots you the entire time instead of doing his own workout.

drives with one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh.

shakes you awake so you can watch the sunrise through the window together while you lay in each other’s arms.

sleeps on his stomach so you have to hold him instead of the other way around.

tosses you over his shoulder instead of picking you up like normal.

writes handwritten letters when you're apart.

running your fingers through his hair while his head lays on your chest.

when he sings in the shower, he sings at full volume. the steam will be seeping from under the door, and even if you’re dead asleep, he will belt out some high notes that wakes you up instantly with a smile on your face.

lets you sit on his lap all the time. even if he is in the middle of something, he will just slide his arms under yours and continue working with you in his hold.

loves to hold you up by your waist to kiss you like you’re in a dramatic romance movie.

messes with you a lot. loves to piss you off so he can pinch your cheeks and kiss you until you cool down.

the type of boyfriend that invites you to dinner, walks you home, and doesn't leave until the next morning if you catch the drift.

Seungsik:

he is terrible at opening up to people (he's said this himself), and it takes a long time for someone to get to know him.

and by a 'long time' he meant maybe two days after he met you because that title immediately flew out the window. eager to know everything about you, it was only fair that he talked about himself, too.

confessed to you by holding your hand awkwardly while standing behind you so you couldn't see how hard he was blushing

he knows what you're thinking without you even saying anything

does house chores for you regularly so you get time to relax.

"where did these flowers come from?" seungsik.

purposely waits for you to ask him to do something just so he can admit that he already did it. usually ends in you showering him with 'thank you' kisses.

knows your food orders by heart

short walks during light rains just so he has an excuse to cover you with his coat and run home with you.

the most caring person around you when you get sick, will nurse you back to health like his life depends on it.

brings you outside just so you can sit in the grass and blow on dandelions together.

“did you eat yet?” texts regularly

very handy when it comes to home projects. even if you don’t ask you to join him in fixing something, he’ll already be three steps ahead of you with it almost done by the time you get the first word out.

loves to run his hands through your hair.

candlelit dinners late at night while sharing each other’s passions and dreams.

matching phone lock screens where you’re his and he’s yours.

nose kisses.

matching plaid pants.

No matter how far from each other you’re standing, he always instinctively holds his hand out for you to take.

sleeps with your head on his chest so you can listen to his heartbeat.

Chan:

he fell madly in love with you instantly the second he saw you. he couldn’t look away. finally plucked up the courage to ask you out but got so nervous that you had to ask him instead.

can make you laugh with a single facial expression.

once tried to impress you by throwing his coat over a puddle so you could walk over it, it was a sewage drain and his coat was ruined.

leaves the house and returns with every snack imaginable for you to share. lots of lady and the tramp spaghetti moments but with ramen. flavored waters stored in your fridge like the world is ending. enough sweets to survive an apocalypse.

yanks you down the sidewalk to pet a dog.

every time you walk around the park, he asks for you to go down the double slide with him so you can hold hands.

takes up 80% of the bed when sleeping so you have to cling to him in order to not fall off the side.

long phone calls at the end of the day when you’re apart. he tells you everything that happened and doesn’t leave out a single detail.

rooftop dates where you can watch the sun go down while you hold hands and kiss.

he always has a story to tell you, no matter what time of day it is.

picnics.

you’ll never have to open another door for yourself again.

lets you sit behind him so you can hug his back while he holds on to your legs around his waist.

has a soft spot for your laugh. if you start laughing, he'll start laughing, and neither of you will have oxygen in your lungs for a while.

artistic dates where you try out new activities. acrylic pours, spray-painting, even drawing on each other. loves to make a mess of things so he gets to spend more time with you cleaning it up.

matching hoodies.

blaring music while dancing together around your living room.

kisses you like you’re the only two people on the planet.

takes you to a small diner for dinner and you both sit there and talk until the sun is rising.

gets lead on easily, so he trusts you with his life because he loves you.

Sejun:

obnoxious 'go to the store with me' dates where it's just the two of you rampaging around the aisles finding nothing in particular while coming up with more inside jokes than you can memorize.

begs you to watch scary movies with him just so you'll cling to him scared. he clings to you instead because he's terrified.

arcade dates.

loud screaming when he isn't expecting you.

you have a wall dedicated to doodles he’s drawn for you, even if they were torn from the corners of notebook paper. also leaves sticky note messages for you to find around your home.

the type of boyfriend to find an abandoned shopping cart and put you in it to go around town.

karaoke dates where he screams at the top of his lungs.

willingly falls off of furniture reaching you for you when he’s sleepy.

stormy nights are no longer scary because he’ll bring out the battery-powered lantern and some snacks. also helps you build a blanket fort.

piggy-back rides.

every time you turn around he's feeding you food or bringing you something to drink. if you tell him you haven't eaten all day, he'll carry you to the kitchen and spoon-feed you until you're full so he knows you're taken care of.

handmade couples’ bracelets himself.

pushes on 'pull' doors and pulls on 'push' doors, so you have to walk ahead of him or else you'll look goofy. don't even think about making him go between automatic doors, he'll somehow break the sensor.

hugging his neck and resting on his wide shoulders.

car playlists that you both yell at the top of your lungs when going somewhere.

falls asleep against you once a day.

study dates where he helps you go over things for school. turns your notes into games so you learn them easier. you get rewarded for correct answers with kisses.

holding hands while jumping into a pool together. loves to lay on floats with you on top of him until he decides to throw you off into the water. splashes you the second you get around him to begin a war that doesn’t end unless one of you calls a truce.

sleeps on his back with you curled up against him.

holds you by your hips all the time.

Hanse:

the 'he'll never show interest in me.' until one day, in the spur of the moment, he spills out everything. about how he has had a crush on you since you met, how fast his heart races when you look at him, all of the times he's wanted to tell you.

you have to kiss him just to shut him up. which sticks because he rambles to you A Lot and kisses are the only way to help him shut off his brain.

he secretly overthinks everything, but will never let it be known.

you're his notepad so he doesn't have to hold it all in, and he can't go a day without expressing how grateful he is to have you.

late nights laying in each other's arms just talking about life and the world and memories.

studio dates where you randomly show up at like 1 a.m. with coffee and sweets to keep him energized. sometimes he pretends like he’s not going to open the door for you unless you beg him with a pout.

loves to take selfies with you. takes pictures of you when you aren’t looking, and you can’t be angry because you do the same to him.

skin care nights where you just pamper one another.

loves back hugs. and front hugs. he hugs you constantly.

pda is huge with him. he doesn’t care who’s looking, if he wants to hold your hand or kiss you, he will.

tattoo dates where you get to hold his hand and watch him get new ink.

extravagant halloween costumes. like he goes ham on your matching costumes. both of you always win competitions for the best dressed.

mirror pics with you doing random stuff in the back because he gave you zero warning.

movie dates. he purposely puts his hand in the popcorn bowl at the same time you do just so he can make you blush.

loves to cook for you. you don’t even have to ask, he’ll just have a full plate of food waiting for you when you get in. yes, sometimes it’s take out he pretended to cook, but you still love him.

sharing/matching accessories. definitely a lover of couple rings, and you’ll have a few instead of just one pair. he loves variety.

loves to be the little spoon. loves to be called baby. loves praise. loves when you play with his hair. loves when you boop his nose. hanse is that soft baby boyfriend.

steals your clothes more than you steal his.

if you make him laugh hard enough, his cheeks will turn pink and he’ll get flustered and try to hide his face against you.

cool and intimidating to everyone, but your soft boyfriend the second you put his hand in yours.

Byungchan:

'we met on accident' is what he tells everyone, but he actually got on his knees and asked you out thinking you'd never give him the time of day if he didn't do something extravagant.

stares at you when you steal his sweatshirts wondering when he’ll get it back (he won’t).

if you sleep over at his place, just know you’re sleeping more with the layer of blankets and pillows he has on his bed than him. but he will kick them off into the floor when he wants to hold on to you.

you’re convinced he can spawn coffee when you ask for some because he always returns home with them minutes after he leaves.

ice cream dates! or any food specific dates.

tall bf that reaches for things on the top shelf for you.

during his rough days he will cuddle up to you on the couch without saying a word. gently placing his head on your shoulder as he sits beside you, lacing your fingers together. eventually opens up about what’s bothering him, but just wants to be near you at first.

puppy eyes that can convince you to do anything for him. if that's not enough, he'll just kiss you until you comply.

reads books to you when you can’t sleep.

forehead kisses.

adrenaline dates like skydiving, cliff jumping, anything that gives him an excuse to hold on to you while you scream his name.

over-sized coats that he pulls over your shoulders when you feel chilly.

rests his chin on your head all the time just because he can.

aesthetic photo-shoots in random places while you make each other laugh so hard that every photo comes out blurry.

lays on top of you while sleeping. quite literally squashes you. you’re basically his own, personal teddy bear.

the one you scream for when a bug is around. he’ll lift you up onto tall furniture while he picks it up and takes it outside.

high-pitched whiny voice when he’s frustrated so you know that something is bothering him every time. he’s convinced you’re psychic because he doesn’t know that his voice does that subconsciously.

late nights staying up to watch old sitcoms while his head lays in your lap.

stealing his beanies.

if you get into bed with him, you won’t be able to get out.

Subin:

'best friends to lovers' !!!

before he knew he was in love with you, he would just find ways to spend time with you. long nights studying together. sleepovers consisting of movies and video games. sharing food and drinks without thinking twice about it.

his usually soft and calm demeanor immediately went away the second he realized he had feelings for you.

his scent is your favorite thing in the world.

cuddles up against you while sleeping. like his face in your neck, cuddling.

intense eyes always watching you until you finally meet his gaze, then he softens up.

he cannot sleep unless you are beside him. even calling and talking doesn't help, he needs you next to him.

couch potatoes.

rarely goes out for dinner dates, prefers to just order in and stay in comfortable clothing. which also benefits his cuddle time afterward.

matching pajama sets with slippers

chases you trying to get a hug

he's very stubborn if you ask him to do something. you'll have to play the 'no, you.' game for a while before he huffs and gets up to do it.

sundays are cuddle in bed days, he insists.

very competitive towards you while playing video games, kisses you when you lose but won't even look at you when you win.

his soft, pouty lips.

never lets go of your hand. you could be in the middle of something important and he'll still lace his fingers with yours.

sliding his glasses off his face when he falls asleep with them on.

middle of the night wake-ups were he just wants to hold and kiss you while lightly rocking you in his arms until you fall back asleep.

making him his favorite treats when he’s been working a lot so he knows you’re proud of him.

if he starts kissing your neck, it’s game time.