#i’m omw to give u forehead kisses actually

[wakatshi]

cannot believe this is my first time in here sob but HELLO ! ! how are you < 3 your blog is the prettiest ever :o i jus know the prettiest girl ever is sitting behind it too wahhh i am convinced

HI BABE 🤍🤍 i’m literally sooo tired, but i’m writing and i don’t wanna stop 😪 how are u <3

[haikyuuscreaming]

FUCK THSI POST AND HAPPY BRITHDAY HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO

im so soft for all of the seijou third years and makki is not an exception. we may have been heavily deprived of makki content but i still love him and yes even though i have 3 wips i am dropping all my shit to write for hanamaki

enjoy this really fast-written but lovingly-written fic :) I LOVE U MAKKI

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As soon as Hanamaki wakes up, there’s something obviously off.

He isn’t stupid. He’s always wondered why those people in dollar-cheap romance novels never seem to know what’s up when it’s their birthday. Like, gee, what’s going on? Why is my S/O so sketchy today, on my birthday? Why are all of my friends busy? He’s always wondering maybe they just  have garbage self-esteem.

Fortunately for him, you’re a terrible actor.

“Morning, Makki~” Your voice is oddly awake despite Hanamaki having just woken up.

“Morning.” Hanamaki stretches lazily and his arm rests around your head. You’re wearing one of his old jerseys and he thinks it’s fitting for the occasion. “Guess whose special day it is.”

“U-Um, I don’t know.” You sound a little bit nervous although your smile’s still radiant on your face.

(He thinks it’s adorable how excited you are for his birthday.)

“B-But, you should get ready for today!! I do too, actually, so, um, I’m gonna get changed and head out..” Your excitement breaks through your ‘calm’ voice and you practically jump out of bed, kissing his forehead before dashing out. “Sorry, babe!”

“Sorry for what?”

“Um, nothing!”

“Just my luck,” Hanamaki mutters to himself. “It’s raining?”

He walks out of his favorite bakery with a box of cream puffs-- the last box of the bakery, in fact-- and suddenly it’s drizzling rain, an earthy scent flooding the world around him.

He’s a little bit frustrated-- god damn, could they at least warn him? At least so he could bring an umbrella.-- but he pays no mind. Oikawa, Iwaizumi, and Matsukawa have all been “busy” with plans (although Matsukawa spammed him with a shit-ton of memes and a ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU ASS <3 FULL HOMO), and you’re obviously doing something either for him or something illegal, so he knows to expect something.

Although he can’t help but shake the paranoid worm in his gut that… maybe everyone is busy? Maybe they really couldn’t spare time for his birthday…

He brushes it off, and walks back home in the rain as he shields his cream puff box.

The rain really does make walking-traffic bad.

Hanamaki was expecting to stroll home in a solid 10 minutes, but he’s stuck in an angry mob of people who are half-drenched like him. He thanks whoever’s up there for giving him a strong immune system, otherwise he’s sure that he’d be sniveling and sneezing on his special day.

He’s trying to guess how much time it’ll take to get home now- five more minutes? Seven? Ten more?- before his phone vibrates so hard in his back-pocket he would’ve thought someone shoved a vibrator back there. There’s most likely no mafia or yakuza here, so Hanamaki takes advantage of the slow-moving crowd and takes out his phone.

There it is: the barrage of texts from you. He knew you would break down eventually, asking if he’d come home soon, but he wasn’t expecting pages and pages of texts.

the fiona to my shrek:

    hiro     hiro     are u ignoring me     bc that isnt nice     HIROOOO     HIROOOOOO     helloooooo     where tf are u     likeeee not tryna be sus or anything but     i need u home     preferably in like     ten minutes     no im not horny     unless u want me to be 😏🤪🤪     pleaseee     u asshat whyd u turn off ur location     please answer?     are you mad at me :(     is it abt this morning?     i didnt mean to brush u off     i swear i didnt forget abt ur birthday     and im like not planning anything or something ok     please come home?     ily <3     hiro     Makki.     hanamaki     hanamaki takahiro     loser baby     the shadow to my sonic     please respond and come home? :(     youre my shrek 5 trailer     OKAY BITCH FINE     im sorry ur not a bitch love u mwah     i mean maybe you are a bitch? but i still love u mwah mwah mwah     are u even reading this     i stg ill be so embarrassed if ur just busy or sum     COME HOMEEEE     ok bye :)

He really does think it’s adorable how much you care about this.

Rolling his eyes, he taps out a quick response:

“yea omw home” “oh, a surprise you say? ill be home soon”

He slips it into his pocket even though he feels the vibrations of the twenty or so texts that you rapid-fire send to him, most likely defending the fact that you’re definitely, absolutely not planning any shit for his ass, but he smiles to himself anyway.

He doesn’t even mind the fact he’s getting soaked in the rain. He’s excited to see what you’ve been planning.

“Home,” Hanamaki yells out. “Where are you, you big stinker?”

There isn’t an answer, which Hanamaki supposes is a little bit cliché but he doesn’t mind that much. His shared apartment with you is dark and he has to flicker on some lights through the house before he hears the faint illusion of hurried whispers. He barely makes out a voice to be yours.

“Oh! He’s here!”

“No shit he’s here. Who else comes in and yells he’s home?”

“I dunno Mattsun~ Maybe [Name]-chan has someone on the side?”

“Shut the fuck up, all of you.”

“Thank you, Hajime!”

“Shut up oh my god I think he’s listening to us.”

“Shhh!”

Hanamaki hears a dull clatter from the other room and he hides behind the wall, content with listening for a little bit longer.

“Oikawa you fucking dolt! You knocked over the forks!”

“Sorry, [Name]-chan!”

“Just pick it up already.”

“I don’t mean to burst your bubbles but I’m pretty sure he’s literally just vibing in the other room, listening to us.”

Hanamaki decides to make you all happy and takes a step. He’s kind of delighted in the way you all immediately shut up, save for your hissed quiet!, and he takes another step. Eventually he can’t take it and casually walks into the room.

It’s dark and he can’t really adjust to everything, and he’s about to say something slightly funny before the entire room illuminates and he sees his former third-year team and girlfriend yell, “Happy birthday Makki!!!!”

Makki knows that he was expecting some sort of surprise. Ever since that morning he woke up and saw you and your oddly adorable, alert face, he knew that something like this was going to happen. But still, it took just a few more seconds to register.

There was a cutely handmade banner that read Happy Birthday Makki in big, teal letters, and there were balloons strewn around the room that he knew would eventually be victims of balloon volleyball. On the table that you were all surrounding was a good, small pile of gifts and a tower of cream puffs. Not a cake, but a giant fucking tower of cream puffs.

Oh, so that’s where all the bakery’s cream puffs went.

“Oh god. You stupid idiots.” Hanamaki realizes his voice has gotten a little hoarse with sentiment, and he clears his voice and naturally, his lazy smile comes back. “I’m honored that you buffoons really planned this out for me. Clown party!”

“Be grateful, you big dummy!” You practically throw yourself onto him, and he finds himself latching onto you too. “I love you so much, Makki, happy birthday!!”

Hanamaki smiles and as if on cue, you lift up your head and smile back. He feels his heart beat a little bit faster and he remembers why he’s been loving his birthdays ever since he met you.

“Guess I love you too.”

[uwusbot]

You look cute anyway

(pic not mine)

Colours and brushes were everywhere around you, yet you couldn’t find a way out your last essay for the semester. Your teacher gave your class an easy essay, his words not yours. Well, he should have considered the fact which create an effective make up without a model could bring problems. He said he wanted a picture of the make up at the end of the week and it was Saturday evening. You were desperate.

Scrolling through the list of your contacts was giving you a sense of hopelessness. Everyone now would have been out having fun so you were sure none of your friends would be able to come and help you out.

A sudden idea popped up in your mind and your fingers typed Yunho’s name on your phone. Sending him a message.

“Yo golden retriever, r u up for something tonight?”

Surprisingly, he answered as fast as the light

“Not really, r u bored?”

“I’m desperate”

“Okay omw with some snacks!! 🤪”

That was ... extremely easy. At least you thought.

He arrived after a hour and you were already sleepy, you needed at least three cups of coffee.

“Hello!” He entered your apartment with a big smile and a shopper with snacks as he said on the message earlier.

“Why you look like a zombie?” You huffed a laugh while taking the shopper “my essay for make up class is giving me headache”

“And that’s why your house is a mess?”

“YOU can’t talk about this. I mean, have you seen your house mh?”

“You have a point”

He took place next to you at the table and looked at all the brushes and products, he even spotted some wet tissues. He watched you again, staring carefully at your face and noticed your skin was a little irritated and red.

“How many times and products have you tried this day?”

You looked at his eyes with the most miserable look you could and signed “I lost the count”

“Yet you have nothing ready?”

“Yeah” you answered saddly

“Can you ... try it on me?”

Your eyes lighted up. “Are you serious?”

“Yep” he smiled “if it helps why not?”

You started without a second thought and the silence invaded the room. You could feel Yunho’s breathe on your hand while you worked on his face. It was something simple, just a simpe zombie make up. Actually Yunho himself gave this idea when he arrived. It was kinda easy working on someone else face, you insulted yourself for being and idiot and didn’t ask before for his help.

After 40 minutes you were done and kinda pleased with the result. It wasn’t a big thing but it should be good enough to pass this last exam. You smiled and took your phone to make a picture to send to your teacher.

“Yunho you saved me”

“You’re welcome!!” he took his phone too to open the camera and take sone selfie with a scary, his words not yours, face. “Wow you are really good y/n!”

You blushed while starting to free the table in order to eat the snacks Yunho took. “Thank you. I tried to make you scarier but actually you still look cute”

You realised what you said too late. He was smiling again but this time the gaze in his eyes was different. You knew you weren’t completely unaffected by his charm but he still was your friend and you couldn’t fuck up a friendship only because you liked him. You were 110% it was a one-way crush anyway.

“Okay Yunho, go and took off the make up so we can eat”

“I don’t want to ruin your work tho” he pouted “you worked so hard on this”

You laughed, he was terribly adorable and you wanted to pinch his cheeks and give him a round of kisses. You definitely had a soft spot for him.

“Don’t be silly you have to remove it now”

“You do it”

You rolled your eyes, he was a baby. You took a wet tissue and started to remove his make up while he was leaning to the table, he was tall so che had to lean over you a bit in order to make you able to remove all the make up from his face.

“Why are you staring at me?” You laughed out of embarrassment and he smiled again. “You are cute”

A rush of pink covered your cheeks and you prayed it has been unnoticed by his gaze but unfortunately your hopes were wrong. “You are even cuter now with pink cheeks”

“Yunho”

“I really like you”

You were left speechless. That was so sudden. Too sudden. “W-what... are you being serious?” You could hear your heartbeat in your ears

“death serious”

He giggled at your expression and gave you a forehead kiss. “Would you consider this one as an indoor date please?”

He hugged you tightly while you were still in shock but still you were very happy you seeked his help for this essay

[moondustis]

high on your love (m)

pairing: wong yukhei + reader genre: smut with a little plot word count: 2,1k warnings: recreational drug use a/n: i can’t believe a 2,1k self indulgent smut about yukhei... oh my god

summary: the smell of weed is already strong when you open the door to yukhei’s room only to find him in his bed, in only sweatpants and your promised blunt between his lips. there’s a song playing that you sure it’s from his sex playlist. corny as ever.

Friday nights were not made for writing stupid assignments on political tensions, you think as you angry smash your keyboards, writing another paragraph of bullshit. You had decided to take a weekend to yourself, to finally try and finish all the due tomorrow things you had, but it was proving to be a very hard task with you phone buzzing every single minute.

mina:

you should come to the NKT party

it’s litty!!

seulgi:

giirl where r u

xuxi:

hey babe

cum over

You roll your eyes extra hard at the last one. You and Wong Yukhei had met at one of his frat parties last year and you immediately felt attracted to his goofy personality. You were, as the kids would say, a moronsexual, attracted to dumbasses exclusively. And he proved to be a big one the more you got to know him. 

You two had hooked up that night and when his mouth proved to be good at things other than talking nonsense, you made the decision to go back to his bed for another time, and then another. Your little arrangement had been going on for a while now and it worked great for both of you. 

That is, except when he texted you when you specifically told him you had to focus on your essay.

xuxi:

r u really goin to ignore me like that

:/

y/n:

what do u want

arent u busy with the party

xuxi:

nah the partys boring

got horny and came up to beat my meat

but remembered u could do that for me instead ;)

y/n:

oH MY GOD

SHUT THE FUCK UP U R DISGUSTING

xuxi:

u love it :pp

so r u cumming over or not

y/n:

u are so gross

and no

i told you i have an essay to write

xuxi:

u can write it tomorrow

come oonnnn babe

i’ll save u a blunt

He got you there. You really needed something to get your mind off things, writing two paragraphs of your essay had really put you on edge. Besides that plus the prospect of getting fucked tonight sounded like a very good idea. There was nothing much to think about, you threw on some shorts and a sweatshirt before going out the door and sending him a text to let you know you were on your way.

y/n:

i’m omw

xuxi:

thats my girl

Another thing you forgot to mention was that in the middle of all the hooking up you had managed to develop very stupid feelings for him. Feelings that only aggravated when he called you his girl. 

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When you get to the NKT house the party is going at full force. There’s people passed out in the garden and getting throw into the pool. A typical frat party. You make your way into the house waving at Mina and Seulgi when you spot them but not bothering to go and actually talk, knowing full well they would tease you about only coming out of the house for a certain thing. That doesn’t stop them from whistling at you when they see that you are going upstairs and you just flip them off. The smell of weed is already strong when you open the door to Yukhei’s room, only to find him in his bed, in only sweatpants and your promised blunt between his lips. There’s a song playing that you sure it’s from his sex playlist. Corny as ever. “I can’t believe you are already smoking it” You whine, moving to his bed to settle in on his lap and taking the blunt from him “You said it was mine.” He laughs at how cute you are pouting and trying to sound angry at him. “You were taking too long.” He says, like that was reason enough and starts rubbing circles on your waist. “I was going to wait till after we fucked.” You say, taking a hit anyway. “You get sloppy and come faster when you’re high.” The offended look he gives you makes you laugh with your whole body and he pushes you down for a kiss to shut you up. You put the blunt aside, getting both or your hands free so you can put them on his shoulders and his lips move against yours. He must’ve started smoking before he texted you, because his movements are slow, a stark contrast to his usual eagerness and rushed kisses but you appreciate it nonetheless. His lips are soft against yours, his tongue licking at your lips asking for entrance and you can’t help but moan quietly at the way his hands are gripping your thighs.

“Your thighs are so soft.” He says, barely a whisper when you start kissing down his neck “My favorite thighs in the whole world.”

You laugh softly at his nonsense, moving to kiss him on the sensitive spot just below his ear making him let out a groan. He moves his hands to your hips to push you down on his lap making you feel his hard on pressing against the inside of your thigh. He always gets excited surprisingly fast after smoking but you flatter yourself with the thought that this is all because of you.

“You are already so hard, baby.” You whisper against his lips and he wastes no time connecting your mouths again. The kiss is messy and he’s rolling his hips against yours trying to get a least a little bit of friction. You indulge him with soft moans and whimpers and he can’t help but stare at the way you are moving in his lap with hooded eyes.  

“Want your mouth on my dick so bad.” He mumbles against your lips making you clench around nothing “Will you do that for me, huh?”

You ran your hands down his torso only stopping when they are at his hip bone, drawing little circles making him whine softly, always the spoiled brat. He’s looking at you like he wants to eat you raw and at the same time there’s the small trace of desperation in his eyes so you decided to not tease him for long, pushing his boxers and sweatpants in one go.

Ge shivers when the cold air hits his dick and your mouth waters when you see how red the tip is, shiny from the pre-come already dripping of his tip. His dick is not the biggest you have ever seen but the length of it compensates for the thickness and you love it. The moan he lets out when your tongue makes contact with his hardness for the first time makes you ten times wetter than you already are and you desperately want to have him inside of you already. But since he asked so nicely for a blowjob you kiss the tip sweetly before sliding your mouth down his dick, swirling your tongue around a few times making him buck his hips upwards.

You know he likes taking control, fucking your mouth raw until you are almost choking but tonight you want to take control so you press his hips down, running your hands on his thighs to help him calm down before you start bobbing your head up and down moaning around his length when he starts talking about all the things he wants to do to you.

You only stop sucking him off when he pushes you back on his lap. “You were about to make me come.” He says with his forehead pressed to yours and then he kisses you, tasting himself on your lips and groaning deeply.

You move off him a little to take off your shorts and sweatshirt, going back to sit on his lap in only your baby blue lacy panties that he seems to like a lot. His hands immediately go to your boobs, holding them softly with his big hands and pinching your nipples lightly making you let out a whine. “Fuck, you are so hot. I love your tits,” He says and moves one of his hands to slap one of your ass cheeks, gripping it tightly right after. “And your ass.”

“What else?” You ask, fishing for compliments.

“I love you sweet mouth and the way it feels around my cock.” He whispers and his words make your whole body feel on fire and you’re clenching around nothing again, ready to have him inside of you. “And i love your pretty little pussy, how tight it is for me.”

You moan just because of his words and he presses his hand on your damp panties, feeling how wet you are for him and it would embarrass you if he didn’t already know the effect he had on you. He taps your thighs a little to signal for you to remove your panties and you do that, throwing them around somewhere in the room.

He drags his fingers from your entrance to your clit, spreading your wetness around and making you let out a loud moan. “Please, xuxi” you grind down on his hand unshameful “Fuck me already.”

“Can’t fuck my girl without prepping her, huh?” He says but the moment he enters a finger inside of you he knows you won’t be needing much preparation tonight. he looks at you with a confused look on his face and you can’t help but blush. “I… I got bored while doing the essay and ended up fucking myself with my vibrator.” You explain making him grip your waist tighter and groan a low fuck.

That makes him choke on air. “You’re unreal, you know that?” He smiles at you, his hands fishing for a condom on his drawer. The look he gives you while he rolls it down his cock makes your stomach flutter and you get the urge to kiss him. So you do just that.

He kisses you softly, with his hands holding you neck, only stopping to mutter a few curses when you finally lower yourself on his dick. It feels amazing to finally feel you around him and he immediately starts moving his hips upwards making yourself bounce on top of him. He adjusts himself so his back is against the bed’s headboard and takes one of your nipples in his mouth, leaving tiny bites on it. You are a mess on top of him, whimpering about how good he makes you feel and how much you love how he fucks you and it only makes him fuck you faster, his hands pushing his hips down at the same time he fucks you from below.

You come after a few rubs of his fingers on your clit and screaming his name so loudly that if the music wasn’t so loud you are sure people would’ve hear it downstairs. He comes a few moments later, his thrusts getting sloppier and his head hiding on your neck, moaning quietly.

“Mhhm, that was nice.” He says, pressing a kiss on your forehead and removing yourself off of him, hissing when his dick is out. You get up from the bed, putting your sweatshirt on and looking for your panties “Where are you going? I wanna cuddle.” He whines.

“Stop being a baby. I gotta pee and clean myself up.” You tell him finally finding your panties and putting them on.

“Why do you always gotta pee right after?” He asks “Sometimes all a guy wants is some cuddles right after a good fuck.”

You roll your eyes from the toilet. “I read somewhere on the internet that it’s important.” You explain and you hear him mumble a quiet bullshit “Shut up, xuxi. It’s not bullshit.”

When you come back to the room he has already put on his sweatpants back on and greets you with his arms wide open and childish cheer that makes you laugh. There’s a frank ocean song playing softly on the background and you almost don’t hear the noise coming from downstairs.

You kiss lazily to frank ocean’s voice. He’s talking something about summer love and you feel warm, the butterflies in your stomach going crazy at the feelings you have always hidden deep down.

“____. I don’t wanna do this anymore.” Yukhei murmurs against your lips., making your heart hurt, but he’s quick to explain himself. “I mean that i don’t wanna just fuck you and don’t mean anything by it.”

Your heart is racing and you don’t believe the worst that are coming out of his mouth. you don’t believe that all this time he has felt the same way. “I… Fuck. I wanna take you on dates and hold your while we walk on campus. I wanna… make love to you or something like that.” He finishes and you don’t give him time to say anything else because you are kissing him, muttering that you want this too, have wanted it for a while and he smiles so big that you can’t help but smile too.

The next day he takes you on a breakfast date and holds your hand while you two walk down campus. Later you two finally get to finish that blunt. After you are done with that essay of course.