#i'm wheezing again reading this

[yenpondering]

actually considering picking bnha back up again just for Hawks smdh

[jeoseungsaja]

Hello Inspector Im, don’t mind me, I just have a few questions for you!! Feel free to elaborate ( or not ) as much as you please 😊 okay so you consider yourself to be a certain ( former ) detective’s sidekick…what’s the story behind that? why keep in touch with him when he insists on being in solitude? I also heard from a little birdie that you were a fan of the black knight. Why do you like him so much? Doesn’t that conflict with your job seeing that he should probably be arrested? And finally, what are your thoughts on wrinkly paperwork, specifically origami?? ( not me, wanting to know more about ur wonderful npc 😂 but also feel free to ignore this- have a wonderful day alex!! )

@ofgentleresolve ♚ not me being over the moon due to these wonderful questions brought by a super duper amazing person by the name ferre---

♔ ———–

Jae-Hwan is, in the beginning, a little startled by the sudden rain of questions. It shows in the way he freely chuckles, laughter born out of surprise and a teeny tiny bit of amusement. Amusement, because he’s used to be the one making the questions, not the other way around. Still, he doesn’t show any discomfort toward them. If anything, he straightens his spine; shoulders rolling back in a lax manner as a plastic bag dangles from calloused fingers. A bit of wariness cloaks his soul, though. He knows he has to be careful when dancing around particular topics --- especially the ones which include a particular (former) detective. 

They don’t even say his name, but Jae-Hwan is aware.  And, it seems, current companion is also aware of the link between them. Sidekick. The usage of word allows an amiable smile to settle on face; crooking lips to a side just slightly. He enjoys being called that way when it comes to the bond he has with Detective Lee; doesn’t mind admitting that they’re Hyuk’s apprentice --- even if that might earn them a grimace from the acidic detective. 

As for the whole story behind that...well. Forgive him, he’s not about to fully disclose this so earnestly, mostly because he’s taking Detective Lee into account when it comes to this, and how he doesn’t like to open up, preferring to maintain certain (if not most) of his life private.  

“Hmm...aren’t the ones who stubbornly say they don’t need something, the ones who actually need it the most? Sometimes people insist on solitude to protect others from what’s truly damaging them, but I think solitude is something no one likes. It’s dark, it’s horribly invasive. No one...should have to deal with that.” 

And sure, sure, sometimes he gets scolded by Hyuk when getting worried about him, or when wishing to keep him company late at night. Detective Lee insists on Jae-Hwan going home so he can get some sleep, but how endearingly hypocritical is that? Sending someone to sleep when he doesn’t even get a minute of shut-eye. Might as well join the boat once in a while, right? Regardless of the reprimands, Jae-Hwan sticks by his side because the Inspector has seen glimpses of Lee Hyuk’s heart and his sharp mind. A soul like his shouldn’t go to waste; shouldn’t be abandoned...or so, that’s what Jae-Hwan thinks.

“The Black Knight? Do you happen to know who this little birdie is? They know too much.”

Another chuckle, along with a nod. Yes, yes he is. A fan of the masked vigilante, of this mysterious shadow which is more helpful than detrimental to society. And yes, he’s...received a few reports of possible illegal actions (most of them fabricated, truly, because the Black Knight is clever enough to hide or disguise his tracks through techniques that are somewhat familiar for Jae-Hwan) done by the vigilante, but they’re all inconclusive. 

Some of Jae-Hwan’s colleagues even complain when Jae-Hwan themselves respond to these reports, because they constantly provide valid points that benefit the Black Knight, instead of siding with the ambition of Seoul’s headquarters. Well, what can they do? Lie about it? Not a chance. They’ve learned from Detective Lee that it’s best to stick to the truth rather than fibbing for tranquility’s sake. Besides, peace born out of deception ends up being uncomfortable. 

“Of course I am a fan! Have you seen how cool he is? And how smart! He’s been doing this for a while now and we basically know nothing about him, nothing! Other than just this nickname and the articles and reports made out of pure hypothesis. It must be tough, to keep that shell for so long and being able to do it so...seamlessly. At least, from what we get to see. Do you think he has a team? Woah, imagine being able to work alongside the Black Knight ---” 

His eyes look like they’re twinkling.

“With my job? Hah, well, if you consider that he’s much faster than we are. One of the differences between the Black Knight and the people at my job is that the Black Knight doesn’t have to strictly stick to laws or rules or pesky formats that take ages to get validated and accepted. Another difference is that it...looks like the Black Knight tries to stick to a purpose without the intention to harm people who doesn’t deserve it. From what I’ve gathered. And my job...hmm. Let’s just say the Black Knight might do a dirty job in the eyes of people who are doing dirtier jobs, so.” 

Truth be told, one of the main reasons why they keep enduring their job is because Detective Lee needs the information they can provide from the precinct’s database. Otherwise, they’d probably join the independent side of things. 

“And he seems more trained in fighting than some people at my job. Not that I’ve seen him fight, but if he could get Det---” 

He clears his throat. Maybe he shouldn’t talk about the day the Black Knight and Detective Lee had an encounter. Jae-Hwan also realizes that one of his hands has turned into a hovering fist, as if wanting to resemble someone holding a sword of some sort, getting excited due to his storytelling. He slowly puts it down. 

“Sorry, what was--oh, yeah! Origami? Is...this about a certain Origami Machine, by any chance?” 

Jae-Hwan’s seen it. Different figurines standing on Detective Lee’s shelf, one he helps to dust off once in a while. Some of them seem moderately recent, but others have gained the color of yellow due to months (perhaps years) of existence. Jae-Hwan remembers seeing paper cranes, pigeons...and hedgehogs. It seems they’re all dear to Detective Lee, even if he might not admit it, even if he might sound annoyed whenever he says a petite-looking but spirited Origami Machine made them. 

“I’m not sure if someone out there would be a fan of wrinkly paperwork, but if it’s in the shape of Origami, it’s worth the wrinkles, no? It’s nice to look at. If my paperwork was like that, I’d have a hard time unfolding it because I wouldn’t like to ruin the shape. I’d probably request new prints so I could keep this kind of wrinkly paperwork.”  

A gentle smile is given, lifting the hand that’s occupied with the plastic bag. Warm food is inside; he managed to get cheese tteokbokki -- one of Detective Lee’s favorites. Not that Hyuk’s told them, no. Jae-Hwan’s just noticed how the stubborn detective leaves no trace when they get this for him; no leftovers (which are usually saved in the mini fridge he has in his office) in sight.

“I have to go now; gotta deliver this before it gets cold. Take care,”

a small bow of their head takes place,

“and hopefully I’ll see you again? Maybe you can tell me more about yourself next time, rather than me talking your ear off. Have a nice day!” 

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[woofety]

well ok then bloated eyes see you tomorrow (AGAIN) I guess 😭

[solidifaith]

[unlikely kiss] forehead kiss "This one saw humans greeting each other in such a manner."

.meme || [unlikely kiss] - your muse kisses mine, but they are not in a relationship with one another, so it comes as something of a surprise. Works for enemies to lovers, rivals with sexual tension, unrequired-or-is-it dynamics, crushes, etc.

❝ You are quite fond of them, Retuo. ❞, so is he.

The geo archon smiles. Although, at first, unable to control the arch of his eyebrow at the moment the gesture occurs, several muscles put into such a simple action soon fated to curve upward and ( especially ) toward the Dragon King’s lips as he blinks.

—once, it is enough. As unpredictable as it may be, the kiss is nothing short of welcome. ❝ I have to ask.

» Is it still a greeting if I can’t return it?  ❞ Hence, the warmth of his hands cupping his cheeks. Pinching them, ever so slightly, because it seems to help him think. ❝ I have also seen them kiss in another way... Apparently more common. I shall do my research when I get the chance. For now, may I try? ❞ He says. ❝ What you did, dear friend. It was lovely. ❞

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

o, op pls,,, dazai laughing content,,,, we starvin in ENG pls feed us,, as a treat,,,,

At this point Dazai has legal rights to SLAP my bitch ass, omfg??? I swear I thought I did everyone and then I heard the desperate cries of the Dazai stans and I just......in the loudest, most absurd tone heard in my head “OOPS--I--DID IT A G A I N”. Like. I hate this so much because THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT HE INTENDS TO DO, FLY UNDER THE RADAR AND RECEIVE NO AFFECTION BUT IM NOT GOING TO L E T HIM!!!!!!

I’m so sorry Dazai stans, may I offer these humble laughing hcs for my lack of brain cells:

Okay so like most of the men, his laughter varies a bit depending on what he’s doing. If he’s just teasing Mozart/Isaac, it’s very light and almost tinkling with joy--it’ll be brief but earnest, he really loves messing with the two and getting their inspiration going/giving them a change of pace. 

If he’s with people he doesn’t care for much, his laughter is a little loftier. It will adapt to fit-in with the crowd surrounding him, adjusting in pitch or intensity. It may become lower, or slower, or louder. That being said, the flipside is also true! When he’s with MC who’s laughing heartily at something, for instance, he’ll be much more open about joining her and just letting himself indulge in the moment. Sometimes it’ll be so contagious they’ll just start giggling nonstop until they both manage to calm down :D

[craperonipizza]

girl help I have can't shut up because I think I'm hilarious disease

[nickyusuf]

@yasisworld

Apparently, Max's stubble is a "bum fluff", so.....😂😂

[blizzardz]

Oh, now I'm REALLY crying jeez

[the-only-universe-here]

Is it weird that at this point I've literally read enough high quality Grishaverse fanfics that I can't remember what quotes are canon or fanfiction at this point?

[robertleckie]

Shout-out to birb memes for keeping me sane in these times of thesis writing and uni suffering, you are the best.

[smolboogara]

me: *reads the captions about Ryan not having jelly beans on that sims video*

brother: let's buy some jelly beans and send it to his P.O box

[astolary]

astro i'm a moron i was reading your latest chamber thing and was like "wow this person totally likes what i like damnnn this scenario is so good" and then i remembered it was me. i sent that ask. how. how did i not notice sooner. good god.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 ?

( Synopsis ) He swore he just placed it on his table a minute ago.

( Author's Note ) No no no it's okay! Cause this is my mood every day, unfortunately :') Have a scenario of Chamber being forgetful since I can see this happening in my head lmao

( Pairing ) Chamber x GN! Agent Reader

( Word Count ) 0.4k+ words // NOT EDITED!

"Where did I place my pen again?" Chamber thought to himself as his hands flew around the table.

"Mon trésor?"

"Yes?" You turned your head towards him, balancing the bag of chips in your hand.

"Have you seen my pen?" Chamber stood up, collecting all the clutter scattered on his table. A photo frame containing a blurry photo of both of you on your first date that Jett took a picture of. A photo frame containing the non-blurry photo of both of you on your first date that Jett took again. His eye contacts, his journal, where did that single pen go?

"It's behind your laptop," You didn't need to look, you knew exactly where your boyfriend placed it. You finished your chips and wiped the crumbs off your fingers, knowing you're going to end up helping him at the end.

Chamber glanced behind his laptop, "Ah, merci." Chamber picked it up and placed it inside his pocket for the time being. "I'll clean this mess up first."

You watched in amusement as your lover ran around your shared room, placing back the books he grabbed to their respective places. Some of the paperwork flew off his table so you gladly helped him.

When you both finished, you walked behind Chamber as his shoulder sagged in relief, glad that he got that small trouble out of the way. Placing both of your hands on his shoulders, you massaged it tenderly, feeling how he relaxed under your touch.

"Thank you," Chamber whispered again. The once poise and formal man that people recognized him by was now reduced to a soft and quiet person who let you witness some of his most vulnerable moments.

"You’re welcome."

Chamber looked towards his desk again, feeling drowsy from the comforting aura you gave off.

"...Where did I place my pen again?" Where did he place it again? He swore it was on his desk a minute ago─

You gaped at him in shock, your hands losing grip on his shoulders. You started wondering how someone as professional as him could be so forgetful when he wasn't in work mode. "It's in your pocket."

─oh.

"Are, are you ok?" Laughter erupted from your mouth, your composed posture faltering. You wheezed while slapping your bed, you just told him a minute ago? How narcissistic can your lover be?

"Should I start making you those Chinese herbal green tea Sage drinks but with extra doses of ginseng?"

"Mon trésor no please understand we all have our bad days─"

He was never going to hear the end of this.

astolary 2022 — do not edit, repost, or translate.

[beadyeyes]

Actually made me gag wheeze cry laugh last night while I was on too many edibles and now I'm reading it again during my lunch like yea I get it pretty funny

[freindly-neighbourhood-anarchist]

When You Sleep Together

Dream SMP x Reader

I've got some wholesome moments for you guys because y'all deserve to be loved :) sorry if some of these are cheesy

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💭💚Dream💚💭

Rubbing his eyes sleepily as he stared at the chat of his stream, Clay sighed quietly to himself. He was longing for the sweet embrace of his comfy bed-sheets. As much as he loved his chat, he loved you and his bed more.

Blinking away the sleep, he shook his head to wake himself up. When he stopped himself from falling into his sleep-zombie stupor, he began to speak energetically to the stream once again.

Just as he was about to say something, the sound of his door opening made him stop. When he saw you peeking your head into his room, he muted his mic." Everything okay?" He asked, concern swirling in his deep-green eyes.

Your eyes narrowed a little from the brightness of his monitor," You're... still streaming?" You muttered tiredly, running a hand through your messy hair," It's 4 am... You need to come to bed before you die." You stated bluntly.

Chuckling lightly, Clay smiled at you," That's a bit of an exaggeration, dont ya think?" He grinned out before turning to his monitor," I just need to finish this building first and then I'll come to bed." He reassured.

Pouting at him, you walked over to him in his gaming chair. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind and leaned your head in the crook of his neck. He stiffened up for a second but leaned into your touch, which told you just how tired he really was.

You brought your lips close to his ear," The bed's lonely without you..." You tried your best to sound cute before giving into your sluggish thoughts," and it's lowkey freezing without you next to me. You don't want me to die of hypothermia, right?"

Wheezing a little, he shook his head," Alright, alright. You've convinced me."

"Epic victory royale for me."

"Never say that again."

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🖤🔥Sapnap🔥🖤

Groaning in defeat, you closed your laptop after saving your assignment in frustration. Rubbing your eyes tiredly, you glanced at your phone and turned it on to check the time.

2:30 a.m

"Oh f-" you already knew you were gonna get shit from Nick as soon as you stepped foot into your shared bedroom.

Quickly packing your college material away, you raced upstairs quickly and made a bee-line to your bedroom. You opened the door quietly, smirking slightly when you heard the light snores coming from your boyfriend.

He was hugging a pillow close to himself, wrapped snugly within the comfy blankets. He looked like he was in heaven.

If anything, that only made you more tired.

You tiptoe to the bed and slowly crawled into the bed, trying your best to stop the groan of satisfaction from escaping your lips as soon as the blankets consumed you. You stared at Nick's peaceful face for a second before scooting closer to him for more heat.

The pillow beneath your head was so fluffy and comfortable that you were almost instantly consumed in dream-land, not before Nick stopped you.

"Did your bitchass finally give up on that dumb assignment." He muttered tiredly, replacing the pillow he was cuddling with you.

"I have to finish it tomorrow, dumbass..." You grunted out, your eyebrow slanting downwards slightly.

"Nah, fuck you. You're staying in bed with me tomorrow." He denied your statement instantly, pulling you ever closer.

"You make a good argument, I retract my statement..."

"Good."

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💤💙GeorgeNotFound💙💤

"Fuck yea-" You stopped your celebrating quickly as soon as you remembered that your boyfriend was literally sleeping behind you.

You had been editing a video all night, and despite his begging and whining, you just wouldnt go to bed with George. So he decided that he'd stay with you in the living room, refusing to go to bed without you.

You had protested against that, claiming that he needed his beauty sleep, which he had taken great offense to. So he sat behind you, wrapping his arms around you and placing his head in the crook of your neck, whining that he wasnt going to move until you came to bed with him.

You took this as a challenge," Aight bet." And continued to edit whilst your boyfriend was hugging you from behind.

About 10 minutes into editing, you heard George's familiar snores. You knew that he'd fall asleep quick anyways, sleeping is sort of his thing.

But now, you'd finally finished your editing and want to actually go to bed. Sighing at this dilemma and obvious karma, you closed your laptop after sending the video to Dream.

You leaned into George's heat, making him stir a little." George..." you whispered to him.

There was a lazy hum in response.

"Let's go to bed..." You muttered to him.

"....You lost that opportunity about 2 hours ago." He replied back stubbornly," It's expired."

"Oh, come on." You groaned out," If I stay in bed with you tomorrow as well, will you let us go to bed?"

He was silent.

"... Deal."

"Great, let's go, let's go."

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🎶💛Wilbur Soot💛🎶

"Alright, bed time. C'mon." Wilbur spoke up suddenly, making you jump from your place at your monitor.

"Wait wha-" You were interrupted as Wilbur wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you close to him. Your back pressed into his chest as he got you to stand up from your desk." Will, what are you-?"

"You've been editing all day. I need attention and affection." He muttered, a pout on his lips." So can we got to sleep please?" He sent you a slight grin.

"Will, this'll only take a couple of minutes." You sighed out with furrowed eyebrows.

His grin dropped," You said that an hour ago."

Your eyes widened at his words," I did?"

"You did."

"Shit." You rubbed your eyes, letting out another sigh," Jeez, I'm sorry Will... I'm an asshole." You muttered.

"Hmm.... hmmmmm thinking.... You could come to bed to sleep with me to make up for being an asshole?" He teased.

You narrowed your eyes at him playfully," you're not supposed to agree."

Laughing slightly, he wrapped his arms around you tighter," in all seriousness.... As sleepdeprived as I am, I don't want you following in my footsteps. So can we go to bed, please? I really need you in my arms right now."

You were taken aback by his confession but you could only give into his charms after he sent you a soft-eyed smile." Oh, alright."

"Thank fuck. Jesus, please never make me wait as long as you did tonight again."

"Noted."

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⭐👑Eret👑⭐

"Can we go to bed now?" You whined as Eret finally finished streaming." Jeez, it's like you love your chat more than me."

Eret laughed deeply at your words and shook their head," You know that's not trueee~" he sang out cutely." You have my heart, [Y/N], don't worry."

You couldn't stop the stop the soft smile from replacing your pout, your eyes softening at her." Aww.... Ali, you're so sweet to me... and you're super cheesy." You awed out, finding their response to be genuinely adorable.

" Ali? Sheesh, and you call me cheesy. Look in the mirror, love." He teased, finally turning his monitor off and making their way over to you. She towered over you, you've always compared them to a big friendly giant who loves to cuddle.

Sending her a teasing grin and a suggestive eyebrow raise, you spread your arms open for him to hug you," Bed time?"

They grinned slightly and wrapped their arms around you securely, squeezing you tightly against his chest in a loving hug." Bed time..."

"Finally."

"Were you really waiting that long?" She teased, getting your messy head of [H/C] hair." Aww, if I had known that, I would've ended earlier."

You hit him playfully," You suck, loser."

"Love you too, dear."

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(This one's a bit long lol.)

👑🐷Technoblade🐷👑

You let out a another yawn as you shivered lightly in the cold of the snowy area you and Techno lived in.

Your boyfriend had gone to the nether a couple of hours ago to collect wither skulls for 'decoration' but you already knew what he was scheming inside that chaotic head of his.

You've been waiting for about 5 hours in the freezing cold. Of course you've made yourself useful around the house, tending to the farm and gathering more materials overall.

Tommy helped here and there, but he was mostly gathering materials for himself.

Now you were beginning to worry for your boyfriend, he's been gone for so long.

So you decided to sit at the doorstep, a blanket wrapped around yourself and a hot cup of cocoa, refusing to fall asleep until you found out that Techno was okay.

Tommy had sat with you for an hour or so before he retired to his bed, stating," Techno's being a bitch. Not worth the time waiting for him." And then he left.

You had laughed at the teen's grumpiness towards Techno, but you didnt agree with him.

Techno was worth waiting for.

He always will be.

Taking another sip from your cocoa, you leaned your head against the door, blinking so that you're eyes wouldnt close due to fatigue and tiredness.

The steaming hot cocoa in your hands reminded you of the warm bed you share with Techno. How the fire would crackle and the smell of burning wood and berries filled the home. The blankets were huge and warm and would just consume you and Techno. How he stays up at night to read some history book and tell you about greek mythology.

"Fuck I miss him..." You muttered, your teeth chattering whic prompted you to wrap your blankets closer around you.

"Miss who?"

You jumped at the familiar voice, making you drop your hot cocoa. You looked up at the owner and your lip twitched a little," You're an asshole."

Techno raised an eyebrow down at you, taking off his pig mask to talk to you properly." HEH? What have I done??" He mumbled, silently outraged.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting here?? 5 hours, Techno!! I'm surprised I havent gotten hypothermia yet!" You exclaimed, standing from your spot on the doorstep," You even made me spill my cocoa!!"

Pouting like a child, your boyfriend narrowed his red eyes at you," How is the fact you spilled your cocoa my fault?"

You gave him a,' bitch, really?' Look and it made him reconsider his words.

"Oh wait a minute, I guess that is kinda my fault, huh? Ehhhh, its fiiiiine." He waved a hand dismissively and walked passed you to get into the house, throwing his red Cape off and then placing his items into a chest." So... you missed me, eh? I mean... I would too if I were you but... y'know."

You knew he was fishing for affection or gratitude, but you knew better than that. You were still angry at him.

"Wow, quite the ego on you." You rolled your eyes," and who said it was you that I was missing?"

Techno didnt look at you, he continued placing his items in his chest," Well.... who else would you miss?" He questioned carefully.

"Phil."

He turned to you, staring before shrugging," Yeah, that's pretty valid. I miss him too."

You groaned at his stubborn nature and sat down in a chair, rubbing your temples," You're such a pain." You muttered.

Techno froze at your words, finally sensing your distress. When he had finished putting his items away, he turned to your brooding form, a light frown upon his face. He walked over to you and gulped, his eyebrows furrowing with frustration. He really really wasnt one for comforting others, hes always found it hard to do so. That's what social anxiety does to you.

He placed a hand on your head, petting it lightly and awkwardly." Look.... I'm sorry."

You froze at his words and slowly looked up at him, an expectant look upon your face.

Techno took his hand from your head, prompting to cross his arms instead," I know that you were worried, I shouldve taken that into consideration. But ya need to understand that I'm strong, [Y/N]. You dont need to worry for my safety at all, I can handle myself."

You frowned a little before sighing," You know I worry because I love you." You stated simply, looking down at your shoes.

The male's cheeks heated up a little and he nodded," 'course..." he grumbled bashfully.

Lips twitching into a slight smile, you stood from your chair and grabbed both of his hands gently, intertwining his fingers with yours." Well... I'm glad you're safe... I missed you a lot."

Techno's face only reddened even further as he completely avoided eye contact with you, his palms growing sweaty but refusing to let go of your smaller and softer hands." U-uh... wanna know another reason why you shouldnt worry about me dyin'?" He's trying his best to hide the fact he was embarrassed.

You grinned slightly and leaned a little closer to him," Yeah. Tell me."

He looked deeply into your eyes, his face still flushed. He leaned a little closer to your face, his ruby-red eyes swirling with an emotion you couldnt quite put your finger on.

Your eyes flicker down to his lips as he began to speak, his hot breath hitting your own lips.

"Because Technoblade never dies."

You pulled yourself from him instantly," You just ruined the romantic moment. AGAIN." You stated simply.

He huffed out a laugh at your exclaim," Aww c'mon it was funny! Please tell me I'm funny--"

"You're not funny. I'm going to bed, bye." You then walked away from him, Techno trailed behind you with a shit-eating grin on his lips.

"You know I still have 3 canon lives left as well, right?"

"I am now choosing to no longer understand english." You replied simply.

"Ok, nerd."

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🐏🖤Jschlatt🖤🐏

"The fuck are you up so late for." It was more of a statement than a question.

You looked up at your floating boyfriend in all of his blue sweater and ram-horned glory." You're up late too, dumbass." You shot back, downing another cup of coffee.

"[Y/N]... I'm a fuckin' ghost. You think I need sleep? Use your head woman." He insulted as he floated behind you, peeking over your shoulder to see what you were up too.

You seemed to be writing something in a book, he couldnt really read it though so he leaned onto your back, leaning his chin on your shoulder. His eyes skimmed over the words and he scowled a little.

"What the hell are you s'posed to be writing." He grumbled out.

"It's just a book for the different materials Alex told me to gather." You stated simply, leaning your head against his slightly.

"Good idea. Knowin' you, your dumbass would probably forget." He hummed out," But why waste your time on this when you could be sleeping."

Frowning with furrowed eyebrows, you continued to write in the book," I mean... its Alex. I dont wanna let the guy down, he's the vice president."

"Eh... Whose Alex again? He the one with the flatty patty?"

You buried your face in your hands, holding in a laugh." You're an idiot..." You muttered out, trying to contain your laughter.

"Takes one to know one asshole." Schlatt responded, floating away from you and to your bed. He lay on top of it comfortably," OoOoOoh~ look at how comfortable this fuckin' bed looks [Y/N]~ mm yes, comfy comfy, yes very comfy."

Smiling a little, you turned to him and raised an eyebrow," You sure its comfy?"

He was silent for a moment before he nodded," trust me. You know what they call me?"

You rolled your eyes, sighing slightly,"... what do they call you..."

"The bed master."

"You fucking-" You're sentence cut off as you broke out into a laugh. Schlatt couldnt stop the slight smile from crossing over his lips at successfully cheering you up.

"This is a very comfy bed. You should try it out with me, right now." It was more of a threat than a suggestion.

"How can I trust you though?..."

"Maybe if you try the bed out for yourself you can decide whether it's comfy or not, fuckin' moron."

You stared at him with a deadpan expression before giving in," you make a valid point. You win this argument." Standing from the table, you walked over to your bed and flopped onto it next to Schlatt.

He stared down at you expectantly;" Well? Was I right or was I right?"

You moved around on the bed a little, and sighed," .....It feels like I'm lying on a fucking cloud...." you gave up.

Schlatt shot you a shit-eating grin," Right?? The bed master strikes once again." Then his smile dropped," Dont ever fuckin' question me again."

"Gotcha."

He turned a little in the bed and threw an arm over you, pulling you close to him. You stared up at him with a confused gaze, which made him roll his eyes." Gonna help you sleep." He grunted out.

"Ahhh... Okay." You snuggled a little closer to him." Thank you for existing, Schlatt."

"At least one of us are happy I exist." He deadpanned.

"Hey Schlatt? Did you fall from heaven, cause you look like you fell- wait I messed that up."you silently cursed to yourself.

"You fucking loser."

"Lemme try again... Did you fall from heaven? Cause you look like an angel."

"... That makes no fucking sense. Are you comparing me to Satan then? He was the angel that fell from heaven." He looked slightly offended." I'll have you know that I am a devoted Catholic-"

You deadpanned when he wouldnt accept the pick-up line and gave up,"... You're hot." you stated bluntly.

"I know. Goodnight."

⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱

❤🦆Quackity🦆❤

"Fuuuuck... I'm so fucking tired chat." Alex laughed out slightly, trying his best to contain another yawn. His chat instantly began to complain to him, telling him to hurry up and end the stream then. " aww... you all care so much for me." He fake cried." I dont deserve you guys."

MikeHawk: GO TO BED YOU SMALL MAN

Likywastaken: GO SLEEP ASSHOLE

He snorted at the comment," Wow, are y'all hitting on me orrr? Hit me up." He joked teasingly, a slight grin upon his lips.

The familiar sound of,' Me perdonas' came through his headset, indicating he had received a donation.

Duh_Itz_y/n has donated $4.20

Go the fuck to bed you bitch <3

His eyes lit up at your familiar twitch name and he chuckled lightly." Y/N, my love, you have such a way with words." He stated sarcastically, ignoring how his chat started spamming your name." Thanks for the dono but you literally can just call me on discord, fucking idiot."

And just like that, his discord went off, it made him jump in his gaming chair. He covered it up with a cough and answered the call," Hola hermosa."

"Did you just fucking jump when I called you?"

He sputtered," The fuck??? No. You're tripping."

"YOU DID. You're such a pussy boy."

"Yes, I am a pussy boy because I attract all the puss-"

"Stop talking." You interrupted," Why arent you asleep Alex? I don't know if you knew this buuut, 2 am is usually the time when people should be sleeping." You stated, snarky and teasing.

"If you wanted to get me alone you shouldve just said so, babe." He stated simply, you could hear the shit-eating grin in his voice.

He heard you laugh from the other side, making his heart flutter in his chest." I wish I was there but Mexico is like hours away." You muttered.

"Why are you awake? You've been going off to me but it's late where you are too."

"It's cause I was watching your shitass stream. I'm such a dedicated girlfriend, arent I? I just love you so much." You laughed out.

"Aww, you're such a simp for me..." Alex pressed a hand to his cheek embarrassingly, mocking that he was flustered." Should I just end the stream now then. I wanna talk to you now."

"Now you're the one wanting to get me alone Hmm?"

"Yeah, at least I can admit it. Looks like you're the pussy here." He spat your words right back at you.

"End the stream."

"Yes ma'am."

"Pfft, and you say you arent a fucking bottom." You teased.

"Y/N, I am still strEAMING-"

[mazuwii]

Summary: You say “I love you” out of nowhere

Wattpad requested imagine

Characters: Levi, Eren, Bert, Reiner, Jean, Armin, Erwin, Zeke, Porco, Hange, Pieck, Mikasa, Miche

Before you read!!! Guys I am on hiatus but I am writing your requests out the fastest I can. If you wanted to ask something/for a chapter then do leave it in the inbox, I’ll write it some time around this month

Your reading pace slowed down as you felt Levi go limp in your arms. He had asked you to read to him an hour prior and laid against your chest as you recited his favourite story. Finally. A moment where he could relax.

The remainder of the book didn't seem to matter as you processed the warmth he provided you even by staying silent, happiness was always guaranteed around him, he was your grumpy bookworm cat.

"Ay brat." He stirred awake. "Why'd you stop?" Seemingly, he went quiet again, meaning he may have drifted back to sleep.

You softly chuckled at him. Your response being a small kiss on the crown of his raven soft hair and a mumbled declaration, "I love you- oh..." the weight of your husband twisted above your body, propped up on two elbows.

His eyes were tired and droopy. He looked as if he couldn't be asked to deal with your nonsense, like he was going to say, 'What the hell?'

To your surprise, he dropped his head between your chest and wrapped his arms around your waist. You laughed a little when you could sense him fidget and shift on top of you to find a comfortable position.

He might as well be kneading you.

"You too." He muttered before sleeping again.

Eren:

You two had been doing separate things for the majority of the day. As you were finishing up on some stitching, Eren was playing video games. Alone, not even on a call with his friends.

Originally, you went downstairs for a cup of water but once you freed your legs from your sat down position, you realised maybe you deserved a break. After you drunk your cup of desired water, you went back to the living room and watched Eren from afar.

His hair fell against his back as he played. He was long overdue for a haircut but he pulled off the style very well. Better than most women if you dared to say.

"Damn it." He hissed at the game and set the controller down with what seemed like caution.

"Hey, Eren." You called, grinning.

"Hey." He waved from over the couch, then went back to the game, switching the TV off with the remote and whatnot. You watched with a smile.

"I love you."

"Shut up, that's gay." He jokingly grunted, turning to you with a grin proving prediction of what your next move would be. He mentally patted himself on the back as you pounced on top of him, wrestling him into submission.

"I'm a woman you dickhead!" You jokingly strangled him, only applying gentle pressure against his throat.

"So what?!" He said in between hysteric laughs. His face was radiating into a bright red. "Say it back bitch!" You aggressively tickled him.

"I- fucking hell!" He wheezed, finding the situation so funny that all he could do was giggle. His strength and intention to fight back disappeared as his eyes did, shutting tightly as tears of joy slipped out of them.

"Love you too- jus' s-stop it!"

Bertholdt:

Studying for a month straight, he'd been prepared for an upcoming test. The amount of time he'd spend with you was limited but never too little. These moments consisted of him making small talk with you against the pillow before bed, giving you a five-second hug after drinking a mug of coffee in the kitchen, etc.

Sure it may be rushed but it was still something.

Not to mention the times when you'd sit in his study room, watching him as he carefully scribbled down each word and equation. His reading glasses gave you a glimpse of what he'd look like in the future. He didn't mind your silent company, in fact, he even got a spare chair in the room for you to sit in.

During this moment, you hugged your legs to your chest and observed him. Usually, you don't speak while he's working, but you couldn't help but let it slip out in a mumble you didn't expect him to hear.

"I love you."

His foggy eyes cleared after being distracted out of his work. He turned to you, giving you a handsome view of his reading glasses hanging low on his nose, his eyes soft as he stared at you with fondness. "I love you more."

The focus in his stare caught you by surprise, soon making you flustered. You giggled in response. "Sorry if I disturbed you.”

"Not at all." That was all he said before he began packing up his books, shutting his laptop with little strength. You could only wonder if you had caused him to lose focus, and that now he isn't able to continue studying anymore-?

"Hey... what are you doing?" You stuttered as he stood up from his seat. "Want to go do something? I've done enough studying for the day." He held his hand out for you to take. The smile in his eyes reminds you of his patience.

"Yeah? Really?"

"Sure. We could go grab a cinema ticket last minute, I heard there's a new film about your favourite hero." He rambled on while he led you out of the dark study room and into yours, even asking your opinion on different outfits that he could wear today.

Before he could go into the bathroom to change, you caught his waist and enveloped him tightly to your body. "I really love you."

"Me too." He softly pinched your cheek, "but we need to get the tickets fast before the screening happens." You obliged and let him go, taking your outfit and going into another room to change as well.

Reiner

The house was finally silent, leaving only the distant ambience of cars travelling by at night. Your baby stopped crying after Reiner left to go console him an hour ago.

While you may be enjoying your sleep, you got curious as to what was taking him so long so you left the bed and headed towards the nursery room where no single sound emitted.

Once you opened the door, you realised the reason for the peace. Your baby boy was cuddling Reiners hand while the blonde man was crouching by the bed in an uncomfortable position. His back will hurt like that.

You slithered your hand on his shoulder. He turned slowly to face you without moving from his position. He smiled warmly, craning his neck to kiss the hand holding his shoulder.

"You still up, angel?" He whispered.

"I was wondering where you went..." you let out a breathy chuckle, "I didn't know this was what you were doing."

"He's adorable." He said, stealing another glimpse of his baby boy. His lips puckered open like flower petals, "He looks like you." You responded and gave his shoulder another soft clench. "Mm... but his eyes and nose, and the way he drools, that's all you."

"Oh hush." You gently scoffed. His entire body, the way his posture was never threatening- every single feature about him was inviting. You listened to your thoughts and kissed the crown of his head. "I love you."

"I love you too. You and our little drooler." He grinned as the wet saliva of the child began to trickle down his fingers.

Jean

(Listen I'm so sorry to my Jean stans I just have to make his imagines funny to me)

"Fuck that's cold." He whined into the pillow. You sat on his thighs as he lay on his stomach. Jean had been diagnosed with a small issue in his butt and was prescribed some cream for it. You were the one helping him apply it, and by that I mean you were applying it directly onto his butthole.

"Stop squirming." You said, on the verge of laughter. "It's not funny!" His cries were muffled into the pillow. "Babe relax it's normal. Kay?"

"No it isn't! I should be the one having a direct look at your butthole, not the opposite!"

You slapped his left cheek, causing him to squeak out a high pitched scream. You jokingly snapped at him above all the dramatic commotion he was creating. "I'm the one helping you and you repay me by insulting me"-

"Please just apply it so I can get over this! It's so patronising!"

Beginning to feel bad for him, you finished off the treatment and helped him put his clothes back on. When he was fully changed, he immediately huddled himself at the corner of the bed and faced away from you.

"Jean." You sighed, "come on, it's not that big a deal."

"Do you even like looking at my asshole?" He proposed with a few sad sniffles laced between his words.

"Oh shut up!" You rubbed his waist with your palms, slowly rocking his lazy frame. "I love every single part of you, even your handsome buttcheeks."

"Quit teasing me!"

"I'm not, Jeanboy, I love you."

He turned around. Still in his fetal position. "You mean it?" He asked with big sad eyes. "Fuck yeah I do!" You went to grab his face, only for him to hold your wrists away. "I love you too babe. But you should wash your hands."

"Why should I wash my hands when I've touched the blessed Jeanussy?" You teased, wriggling your fingers. His eyes widened as he realised you were trying to touch him with those stained hands of yours. He began squirming and begging, even though you both knew you'd never touch his face with unwashed fingers.

Armin:

"I'll catch you! I promise!" He swore. You hesitantly watched him from your window. It wasn't too far down but if you fell, you'd still face the consequences of at least one broken bone.

Your parents had forbidden you to go out, alas causing a distance between you and your friends- not forgetting your boyfriend, Armin. You, Eren, Mikasa and him had planned a trip to the funfair that came to town. But you couldn't go if your parents were locking your doors.

So you planned an escape route in which you'd climb down the window. Originally, you were going to clammer down the pipe lines and small window bumps. Yet here you are now, holding onto a pipe while staring at Armin holding his arms out as if he had any chance of catching you.

He's strong. But not that strong.

"Y/n, hurry up! Jean just texted us, apparently the lines are getting longer!!" You heard Eren scream from the corner. That dumbass! He's probably alerted your parents!

You could somehow sense that they heard, that they were scurrying off into your bedroom, desperately unlocking the door.

Instead of retreating, you threw yourself off the pipe, shrieking out a declaration of love for the panicking blonde below you. "I love you Armin!" Before you crashed.

It wasn't comfy, but it didn't hurt. However, it took you a few seconds to process that you hadn't fallen into his arms, instead you crushed him underneath you. Suddenly, it came to you that you were sat on his chest.

Although he showed clear expressions of pain. He grinned with watery eyes and stuck his thumb out. "Love you too." You wanted to help him, to dust the little cement rocks stuck to his back and hair, but Eren interrupted yet another sweet moment.

"L/n! Arlert! Save the soap opera and hurry. The. Fuck. Up." He made a face that mirrored the expression of someone who couldn't shit for the life of them.

"Fuck off, Jaegar." You gritted but got up anyway and helped Armin along the way.

Erwin:

At this point in time, all you could hear or focus on was the deep breathing of your husband as he lay limp on the bed. His arm spread out and his chest heaved with full breaths. This and the heavy rain tapping against your window was all you needed to feel at peace.

It had been one of those days where he had overworked himself to the point he almost fell from exhaustion. Though, talking about how robotic he could be, this only happens once a blue moon.

You helped him to his bed earlier and left to go tend to some work while he slept back the hours of sleep that could only repaid in death.

After a few hours you came back to find him on his back, his hands by his side as he snored through the thunder. Your eyes softened as you took him in. It's not so often that he gets to look so content, but when he does, his face mirrors that of a bunny.

The sheets rustled as your hand swooped to lace your fingers with his and fiddle with the jewellery embracing his ring finger.

You parted your lips to smile yet somehow accidentally let your thoughts slip out, "I love you."

His knuckles grew tighter as he delicately clenched your hand with his. He stirred slightly, eyes fluttering to reveal his watery blue eyes.

Your heart danced in your chest when a smile decorated his features the more he stared at you. "I love you." His voice was raspy and full of fatigue yet it still managed to heat your cheeks up.

Before it could turn into a cheesy staring competition, he invited you into the bed by lifting the duvet, not giving you a chance to say no as he patted the space next to him.

You gladly crawled into his arms and under his chin, tangling your legs with him.

The last thing you remember was a kiss to your head before his arms caged you into your position.

Zeke:

It was a long way till the top and you already had enough bad luck with walking on rocky roads. The competition you had with Porco, Reiner, Pieck and Gabi was unfair. Although you couldn't blame them, Zeke was the one who challenged them to reach the destination before anyone else.

Porco, although angry, had an advantage because he had taken a shit ton of energy drinks before, Pieck crawls so the two of them create a power duo. And Reiner was fairly athletic, with Gabi- well... Gabi. She's just a huge radiating ball of energy, of course they'd have no issues.

You and Zeke however, were not doing so great. You clung to his shoulders as he took step after step. Earlier on. You tripped out of pure exhaustion and badly scraped your knee. Though not such a violent injury, Zeke took it upon himself to get you on his back and make it up to the designation in that position.

Although he hadn't complained, you could only feel bad. The entire way he was breathlessly making jokes and starting bizarre conversations you'd usually enjoy if guilt didn't plague you. "Baby?" His laughter calmed down when he realised you weren't responding anymore.

"I love you." You kissed his head, "so much." And another.

"Where's all this coming from?" he chuckled and stopped in his steps. "I just really love you." You repeated. When you hugged him close you could smell his apple flavoured shampoo linger in his fluffy hair.

"And I love you too. Now..." he smirked. "Hold on tight, spider-monkey."

Rolling your eyes, you felt him get into a starting position, but you ignored it. "Oh come on Zeke, really? A twilight ref- AHHHH!"

Porco:

Not realising just how seriously he takes competitions, you proposed you both make a cake customised to one another, but without telling each other the designs or the way you'll make it.

Porco was on the opposite side of the kitchen while you were near the windows, doing your own thing. He was so focused, even if it was the simple decorations. Knowing him, he'll try to make it complicated just to rub his talent in your face.

Yet the more you stared the more cute he was to you. He was wearing a pink apron, a white shirt and some shorts that outlined his cute little butt, feminine as he cocked his hips to the side. You couldn't resist the urge and so you stalked up to his side and slithered your arms around his waist.

He on the other hand, assumed you were trying to steal a peak of his cake, so his instant reflex was to push your face away before you could see.

However, he hadn't realised his hands were smothered in the white cream and only noticed when your squishy cheek was covered in confection. You pouted at the sticky feeling and touched the mixture with your fingertips. "What was that for?"

"I'm so sorry babe, here, let me help you clean it off." He sheepishly led you to the table and began to gently wipe at the white that stuck to your face. "I just thought you were cheating so I wanted to quickly cover your-" he rambled on as he snatched another tissue.

Your softened eyes glued to him as he continued to apologise. He blushed the second you interrupted him with a kiss to his lips. "I love you."

He responded to your declaration by speechlessly gaping his mouth at you, trying to speak but only failing due to being so flustered. Meanwhile, you swiped the icing away from your cheek with a finger and tapped it on his nose, leaving him dumbfounded.

Hange:

In the dim table light, Hange rambled on about the equation you were studying with, her shoulders slightly encased you from behind as she spoke next to your ear. One hand on either side.

However as she began writing down an example, you could only smile. She's so smart and caring enough to leave her lab to help you out with something that's as simple as the multiplication table to her.

Your slightly swerved in your chair. She stopped talking and stared at you as if cluelessly waiting for you to say something. Instead, you puckered up and pecked her lips, leaving her confused.

"Love you Hans."

"Did you want to make out or do this equation?" She bluntly spoke. Technically speaking, you wouldn't mind either- but the work needed to be done. Still... even a few minutes wouldn't hurt.

"I don't mind doing either." You puckered out your lips and closed your eyes, waiting for her to take you. Instead, you got a disappointing poke to the lips, "Focus. You horny dingleberry."

Pieck:

"You know when Pinocchio says 'now my nose will grow' it creates a paradox." She explained as you continued your drive. Her voice was better than the radio or any songs, even if the things she spoke about were a tad bit weird.

"Will his nose grow because he lied? Or will his nose not grow because he technically was saying the truth?" She mimicked the illuminati meme song, her eyes wide in mock terror.

Before you knew it, Pieck took off to another conversation, this time somehow taking it further just by talking to herself. You only nodded and chuckled from time to time. She was always this bubbly during long rides. It's her cute way of getting cranky.

"I love you." You said when her rhetorical questions died down. "I love you too Y/n, I'd kiss you but you're driving on the highway." She smiled sweetly. "Speaking of highways, do you know what lead to"-

Mikasa:

You could never know how Mikasa manages to put up with your shit in a day to day basis. How she doesn't break down and punch you, to you, she's just an angel.

Although you loved her with everything you had, you tossed away from her as she continued to try and wake you up for the second time. At first, it was around eight in the morning- which was too early for a Saturday. The second, being now. You assumed it must be ten o clock now.

"Come on sweetie." She pleaded, "I made breakfast." Unconvinced. "... and the rabbits miss you." Still unconvinced. "You're favourite show is airing specifically at this time today..." Mm, still not getting out of bed. "And I'm lonely"-

You suddenly sprung up, "you're lonely?"

She nodded, smiling at your eagerness. "Then you just go wait downstairs, I'll get dressed properly for you." You declared and stumbled out of bed. She giggled at you and mumbled a few things you couldn't hear over your morning confusion.

You didn't make it far to the bedroom toilet before you forgot something. "I love you." You clumsily patted her hair. "I love you more." She gently laughed at your small aggressive ruffles before you went to go freshen up from your slumber.

Miche:

"Hey Miche!" You skipped into his training room, finding him by the boxing bag. He stared at it with bored eyes, though his gaze snapped away to meet yours.

He silently waved before taking his gloves off. You didn't care about how sweaty and worked up he seemed, you came here for one thing and that was to annoy him. Specifically by speechlessly asking for attention.

You cheerfully bounced in front of him and stared up at him with a mischievous grin. He cocked his head to side, as if asking you if you needed anything. You responded to this by taking his hot palm and bringing it up to your lips. He watched in amusement as you kissed it over and over again.

"I love you!"

The blonde giant blinked down at you. However a grin soon carved into his features as he leaned down to rub his nose against yours, his way of returning your affection soon transformed into him tackling you onto the floor, leading into playful wrestling.

[funkylittlebats]

Ok wait I'm having Timberkon thoughts.

What if Kon and Bernard have known each other for a while before Bernard and Tim even see each other again. Kon stops by this one coffee shop whenever he's on his way to hang out with Tim, and becomes a regular, and Bernard is the barista who serves him most often. Y'all know where this is going.

Kon and Bernard end up becoming... eh, not quite friends, they don't see each other enough for that. But they definitely enjoy the others company. Eventually Bernard even gets comfortable enough to rant to Kon about his crazy theories, and Kon just sits there like "oh. This mfer kinda cute actually." Bernard, of course, already thought the same about Kon (he's not blind).

Flash forward, Tim wants to introduce his best friend to his boyfriend so he invites Kon over and when he gets there Bernard and Kon just stare and each other like ??? You??? It's you??? And all three of them just sit there confused until Tim finally pipes up asking like. Yo wtf.

And then Kon and Bernard just BUST out laughing, trying to explain the situation to Tim through wheezes. Everything settles down and they eat take-out on the couch with a movie.

(Now here's where I'm gonna branch off into two different endings, a sweet one and a funny one, bc I can't decide which one I like more.)

Ending 1 (sweet)

Kon hangs out with Tim and Bernard more and more, and everything just feels natural, but they never discuss it, what there is between the three of them--if anything. It gets to the point that Kon has slept in their bed with them a few times.

It's one of those times that the delicate silence breaks. Tim wakes up first (for the first time in history lol), makes the three of them breakfast, and sets their plates down in front of them when the two finally make their way to the kitchen. "Here ya go, my loves."

It just sort of slips out like that. He didn't really mean to say it, he was still a bit bogged down with sleep (he'd only had one cup of coffee, not nearly enough for Tim). They all freeze, pointedly not looking at each other. He could play it off, they're close enough that it wouldn't be that weird to call Kon "his love" and pretend it's still platonic. But then Bernard slips his hand around Kon's and brings it up to his lips.

And there it was. That was all the confirmation any of them needed to make it official. Tim and Bernard were Kon's and Kon was their's, just as much as they were each other's. No more pretending that the obvious wasn't there, they could finally breathe.

Ending 2 (funny)

Kon hangs out with Tim and Bernard more and more, and everything just feels natural, but they never discuss it, what there is between the three of them--if anything. But it bugs Bernard. It bugs him so much--he's not the type who can just leave stuff like this unsaid, it's killing him!

So he decides he's gonna fucking talk about it, whether his boys like it or not. He sits them down one night before dinner (which they eat together every day--I mean seriously how are they not official yet? These emotionally constipated idiots smh) and connects his laptop to the tv.

Oh, Bernard revels in the blush onhis boys' faces when they read the screen. "Why Tim Drake, Kon El, and Bernard Dowd should be in an official polyamorus relationship"

He has some pretty damning evidence, it must be said. A picture of Tim asleep with his head in Kon's lap, a long and incomplete lists of cute but unofficial dates the three have been on (roller skating, picnics, museums and galleries, watching sunsets on rooftops, ...), the fact that Tim changed his costume to honor Kon and then spent years trying to clone him, etc.

When he's finally done he does not give them even a second to ask questions before scurrying off to go heat up leftovers for them. When comes back to them sucking each other's face, he just smiles proudly and pinches Tim to get them to break apart for food, snickering at his yelp.

There's no more tension when they wrap their bodies around each other and fall asleep that night.