#makingout

[yourenumber1]

Let’s work on our summer bodies together

💋💋💋

[minyboy]

Who needs stars when you have Grace Hill and Ryan Young dancing their way into your heart under the moonlight?

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Making Out Masterlist

Always In Spring (ao3) - loveliketheweather luke/calum, michael/ashton M, 17k

Summary: Luke and Calum’s friendship has gone through many highs and lows, and it’s so full of parallels and full-circle moments that it’s almost like the universe is set to make sure they grow, love and stay together.

but then i hear u calling (there u are) (ao3) - orphan_account michael/luke N/R, 933

Summary: michael and luke have always been the closest. friendly kisses lasting no longer than 3 seconds are shared frequently between the duo- calum and ashton watching from a distance, almost admiring their friendship. until it wasn't a friendship anymore.

Calum and Michael -Play With Me (ao3) - orphan_account michael/calum, luke/ashton E, 2k

Summary: The one where Ashton is pissed off at Luke and they end up making out on the couch with their hands down each others pants while porn is playing in the background.

carrot correspondence (ao3) - galacticsugar, kaleidoscopeminds luke/calum T, 15k

Summary: His eyes. Calum is losing seconds if not weeks looking at them. They’re a little heavy and a lot hazy, framed with such ridiculously long lashes, and they glitter and shine at Calum as he pauses, with his lips already half turned up like he’s prepared to be delighted at any of Calum’s answers.

Calum entertains an errant passing thought about whether the bride would be willing to go for a gold glitter dusting on top of the piped flower design for the godforsaken carrot cake and—

The fucking carrot cake. Fuck.

Drunk on Occasion (ao3) - elliebird calum/ashton E, 1k

Summary: "I started a party cause I got drunk." - Ashton, episode 7 of Cocktail Chats

how far is far? (are we too deep?) (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton T, 3k

Summary: “Why are you helping me shave, again?” Calum smiled as he watched Luke drop the stuff on the bench beside Calum’s leg, then headed off to the cupboard to find a towel. He was cute when he was on a mission. Something about the way he pouted a little when he concentrated ( making his lips seem extra kissable), and the little crease that always appeared between his eyebrows…Calum couldn’t place what exactly, but something about it was just cute.

i'll be singin' to you (ao3) - The_Lady luke/ashton T, 9k

Summary: Ashton is awe-inspiring, and Luke desperately needs him to know exactly how much Luke loves him, but every time he tries to speak beyond the generic 'I love you,' the words lodge in his throat.

in a big red bow (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 7k

Summary: 5 times Calum checks out Luke’s ass and 1 time he finally gets to touch it.

like a bursting sunrise (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum T, 1k

Summary: “Morning,” Luke murmurs softly.

Calum grunts something unintelligible in response as he rolls onto his side, facing Luke, and he manages to keep his glazed brown eyes open, pinning Luke with a sleepy and soft stare, and Luke just can’t stop smiling. He’s too damn cute when he’s tired.

Like The Feathers In My Hair (ao3) - beendreaminglikeafool luke/everyone T, 3k

Summary: Luke likes flirting with his three bandmates.

minute suite dreams (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 10k

Summary: The attendant disappears down the hall, and Luke finally gets a good look at the place he and Calum will be spending the night.

“Oh fuck,” Luke murmurs under his breath, wheeling his suitcase into the space and looking back at Calum apologetically. “It’s, uh. Small.”

never one for winter (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 20k

Summary: “Hey Cal, it’s Luke. Uh, so I’m actually coming home for Christmas. Kind of a last minute thing. I’m literally on a plane, about to take off but, um — are you gonna be around tonight? I thought maybe I could stop by. Let me know, and I’ll figure it out when I land.”

As soon as the plane lands, Luke flips off airplane mode and waits, shaking from the suspense, the stress, the everything that has been his life over the past few hours.

There’s a text from Calum. 

Calum: i’m around. And i’ve got tequila.

silver lining (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum M, 15k

Summary: “Hey, man. You alright?”

Luke jumps at the deep voice sounding from behind him. He spins around to face it, one hand clutching his camera in case he’s about to get kicked out for being in the wrong section when he is, in fact, meant to be here, as a registered photographer.

But when Luke turns around, there’s just one guy there, lounging on a small stack of boxes with one leg hitched up for him to sling an arm over, exuding calm confidence.

He’s clearly a model.

staring at the sunshine (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum T, 19k

Summary: And the way those blue eyes are looking at him now. There’s flashes of that heat from before building in them, which is kind of intense. Calum doesn’t usually get this look from Luke. Only sometimes, when they’re a little drunk or a little high and the rules become fuzzy and looks aren’t meant to matter as much.

Stars in your eyes (ao3) - vasattope (rachelsheart) luke/ashton M, 5k

Summary: Luke figures out his sexuality and makes Ashton doubt everything he thought he knew about himself in the process.

sugar rush (ao3) - galacticsugar Luke/Calum E, 6k

Summary: It’s pulled so tightly across Luke’s throat. It’s a miracle the string hasn’t snapped entirely.

Luke’s a little sweaty, colorful smudges of the chalky candy rubbing off against his skin. Would they taste sweet or salty under Calum’s tongue?

when you're up close (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum M, 5k

Summary: It’s a lot more wild tonight, more free, and maybe that's because it’s just the two of them here, dancing in a random bar in London while the rest of the band and crew are probably asleep back at the hotel. Calum’s not complaining though, he likes it when it’s just the two of them. Luke and Calum, Calum and Luke, like it always is.

you keep his shirt (he keeps his word) (ao3) - CalmCake luke/calum M, 2k

Summary: Calum keeps finding Luke in his clothes and it keeps getting progressively more ridiculous.

the request: finding the other one wearing their clothes

[girlbloggerprincess]

why did i think i had a chance this time

[dreamilyfurioussalad-blog]

me and my gf

[angelineglistergavinscara]

Daniel guijosa makes out with me 🫠

[yourenumber1]

Can’t stop thinking of our lips touching 💋

Can’t wait until next time

Making out is a lost art.

[wishchip106]

they give us this and then tell us they’re not together? 🤨

lying right to my face 😾

Charles quite literally climbed Magnus like a tree

sighh Magneto = wife confirmed 😔

[azureforreal]

Can we see them kiss?

They are married, your honor

save her-

Post-war AU btw

[eveledoze]

as a Nuzi shipper I'll try to be reasonable and not naive, so i'm going to disappoint you: we probably won't get N and Uzi kissing in the 7 episode and maybe in 8 too (u can kill me now) I know we want this, but sorry guys. even if all 6 episodes in the cartoon universe took place over a long period of time (like several months or a year idk), then for us as viewers their kiss in this season will be too fast a development of their relationship (and that's not to mention timeskips between the episodes) + we have too many serious things, horrors and drama, and there may simply not be time for their kiss. they have a lot to do to save the whole world, and even if they kiss, it will be in the end i think? but OF COURSE I'll be glad if I'm proven wrong lmaaooo qwq

[highoncatfood]

hello tumblr user spencer highoncatfood. lets play a game. infront of you i have presented you with two options. you see i have come to know that you are in posession of yaoi you have not shared with me and are not planning on sharing with me in the future. now, i have my own yaoi you see, which i am keeping hostage. this is yaoi you will never see, which will never be posted or see the light of day, UNLESS. you share with me your yaoi. you want to see gavin and connor making out? too bad. its mine and all mine Unless you meet my demands. give me your yaoi, or live with the fact you will never see mine. the choice is yours.

IM LAUGHING OUT LOUD WHAT IS WOOORNG WITH UHHAHAHAHAHA

[demonstars]

i also think first kiss happened face reveal day. post sapnap going to bed and dnf being alone in the same room for the first time ever and they were so emotional and happy

YOU GET MEEEEE

[plantley]

4th date went PHENOMENAL 🥰 we met at this brewery again for like 3 hrs until they closed, and then spent another like 1.5 hrs in his car listening to music, talking, and kissing. so far he’s made plans for the next date every-time while we’re still on the current date, which i think is nice and really shows he’s eager to see me again. next date is gonna be monday and we’re gonna do dinner around his part of town, then i’m gonna spend the night!!!! he said he wants to take things slow so we don’t hook up too quickly and have hormones make it difficult to rationally sort through feelings by (which i’m a big fan and honestly prefer). he is in fact liberal (thank god, because he works in finance and that can go either way) he also prefers more kinda blunt direct communication (but agrees that doesn’t mean saying it like a jerk and being an asshole)

he’s got a beach volleyball in like 2 weekends, and hopefully we can grab drinks after and maybe go stargazing

[v3nusisme]

Guys what

I just woke up from a like....unreal dream. Like really bros like ok so the dream started with like...me. in the middle of a desert. And all of a sudden, some fancy ass car pulls up (some red limo I think) and who steps out of it? That fucked up star dude that came to me in the dream I had the other night. This bitch is like "hop in bro" so I get in, and all of a sudden we drive to some weird ass city???? Kinda like a mix of Hollywood and Vegas?? Anyways it was awesome and me an that fucked up looking star dude just goofed around the whole dream.

Woah.

[tigorrrr]

𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲 || prompt::casually putting a hand on the other's body

asked by @infinitnei

Ship(?): Diya & Baraka

Rated: fluff

Warnings: OOC?? Baraka gets soft here - i need my men like i need my coffee :: desperate for affection

           It has been too long since the Tarkatan desease. Excruciatingly long.

           Since Baraka lost everything he held dear, his family and his job, only a small colony of the infected is what made him to keep on living. His only purpose.

           Baraka himself kept any living thing far from him as possible if it can be helped, his reflexes tingling when one would be too close and their skins would connected.

           No one wanted to touch a disfigured, deseased man like him anyway. And he got used to it over time. Used to the lack of a human contact.

           But for the life of him nothing could prepare him for what came after he met a group of few Earthrealmers that were after Shang Tsung. The team's woman was unpredictable, too hands-y.

           One would wonder if she hadn't lost her sanity. Did she inhaled too much air in the presence of the Tarkatan group?

           When she got too near, Baraka wouldn't notice her until a second-too-late. Diya always hid in the shadows of others, she says they are warmer than those of an inanimate object, and quite literally appeared out of them.

           In all his life after Tarkatan he was never touched so many times a day. Baraka stopped counting after the number reached over five.

           Or was it Diya's way of taunting? Torturing him when she knew that this is the thing he will never recieve anymore, a one's genuine touch. But why would she risk getting contamined in the process?

           

           Baraka needed time to process it thoroughly.

           But fate had other plans.

           It was when the Zaterrian and the Tarkatan ran ahead to see the course of gourgling on blood and slashing, they came to face a Netherrealmer who was far from feeling like greeting them as befitting. The demon woman's sword was her greeting.

           That's when Baraka felt it, before he could do something about it he was being touched.

           A warm, pearly-white palm, feminine and gentle was placed right on his exposed breast, inches from the hardened bone spikes poking from underneath his skin on the right side of his chest.

           Diya appeared with the rest of her body from an abysmal mist in front of the deseased man that towered over her even with those 5 inch heels she only wears. She pushed back at his chest, unsheathing her wakizashi katana from behind her hip just in time to return the greeting.

           The sparks looked lovely in the Netherrealmer's eyes of eternal dark, is what Diya mused to herself.

           Before Diya countered the next attack, she looked back at Baraka and it was clear from the tiny wrinkles around her violet orbs that she was smiling underneath the silvery mask. "Leave her to me, darling."

           There was a nostalgic fluttering from under Baraka's ribs that caged the source. He didn't know what to do about that, yet. His hand wanted to touch that place that began to miss the heat of another, but he couldn't let his thoughts wonder.

           The two Outworlders watched the Earthrealmer's confident skill with swordsmanship. The Lin Kuei woman can hold her own in a battle, is what they both learned and admired that day.

           They began to be an odd bunch, their 'team'. Four Earthrealmers, two Outworlders, and a Netherrealmer. It's almost like a beginning of a joke...

           Now they all are playing happy campers in the forest of the Lost Souls. That's how Johnny quoted it.

           While others prepared some needed things or tended their blind comrade Baraka took it upon himself to gather some wood.

           Baraka was about to pick some dry sticks, kneeling on one knee, when she waltzed over with a hop in her step. Diya was light on her feet, no matter what terrain, no matter if barefoot or with whatever shoe.

           "I thought you'd like some company~" Diya chirped as soon as he looked in her direction.

           Shaking his head, he returned his attention back at the small branches.

           "I can handle this on my own—"

           Baraka's growly voice ended with a sharp inhale. He doesn't know when exactly Diya crossed the distance and now stood next to him, her long, slim legs in his view when he lifted his head to look up at her.

           She leaned against him, hand at his shoulder and her manicured nails teasingly dug into the side of his neck, if they were at his artery she'd feel his thundering bloodstream.

           "I may need a new pair after this..." Diya was checking the heel of one shoe, holding it by her instep and let out a thoughtful hum.

           Baraka stood abruptly and made sure no spike of his body nicked her fragile skin, she was a little started but didn't shy away from their close proximity - rather, she seemed like she's enjoying it. Their moving chests were so close they could brush against eachother, it made his thoughts conflicted.

           He stared her down, trying to decipher this enigma. But the more he gave Diya attention, the more she felt invited.

           "Why do you keep touching me?" his rumbly voice held a softer growl, his brows furrowed but he wasn't exactly glowering. This is far from looking threatening with his condition. Asking this, it stopped her curious fingers from reaching at the nummerous sharp spikes on his right pectoral muscle.

           Diya's brows slightly furrowed in concern. "I'm... sorry. Do you mind that?"

           "You should mind that."

           Her soft pout was replaced by a smile. She was plotting something. She shook her head as a responce, her gaze locked with the rubies that are his eyes. "So, you don't?"

                                                                          No.

           "Yes..."

           The hesitancy was not hidden enough for Diya not to notice it.

           "I am going to caress you now, stop me if you want." she informed him and her hand had already lifted towards his disfigured face.

           Baraka felt like his own thunderring heartbeat was whacking him, made him feel dizzy. He was too stunned to even think of a reply at her sultry brashness.

           Is this a dream? It must be!

           By the Elders, please let this be a reality!

           Baraka held his breath, his whole body tensed and he wished his eyes were open but they refused to do so.

           As Diya's pads of her digits ran along the line of his square jaw up to his earlobe he still thought of this as a surreal moment but when it was her palm that cupped the side of his face he wanted to grasp at her arm to make sure it was not an illusion, but a part of him still held back because of his long forearm spikes, afraid it would hurt her. Then she used her free hand to place it on the neglected, rough cheek of his.

           Diya's thumb ran across his face just above his teeth with gentleness, again and again until Baraka was melting in her grasp.

           At her mercy. Not wishing for it to stop.

           And Diya was more than happy to give him more.

[sourb1tter]

Hi can I request Lara and y/n live streaming with Manon and the fans catch Lara and y/n kissing a little in the background and Manon tries to cover them? Thanks. Hope that makes sense

𝓢ynopsis: You, Lara, and Manon are livestreaming on weverse, Your cuddling all on top of her the whole live stream and ofc yall start making out and manon has to cover yall so nothing happens.

𝓦arning: you and Lara makingout 😛😛 ( yesy yes yeysysygeh) and manon being angy at yall bc she has to protect yall ( such an amazing unnie ), also slight choking kink 😛🙏

“ 𝓔LLO MATE.. “ Manon had yelled as she entered the apartment that you and Lara were sharing. Lara smiled back at her, acknowledging her presence, “ 𝓔LLOOO MATEEE… “ Lara yelled back at her, them both laughing as you clinged onto Lara, your head on her shoulder, and your arms wrap around hers, you felt Lara’s head touch yours. Manon plopped herself onto the bed, the white sheets crinkling a bit due to the weight of Manon “ yall i got food, yall want? “ Manoned had asked us due to her kindness, me and Lara both knew she didn’t wanna share her food, that wasn’t a hard problem to solve. You both said no and started reading the weverse comments, most were talking about your new release. Gnarly, and your future comebacks and how different they were from Gnarly.

You nuzzled your face into Lara’s neck, kissing softly and lighty sucking, Lara’s head turned to you immediately, Manon was explaining something to the live. Distracting the live while you two had this interaction, Manon was slightly in front of yall, and she noticed what yall were whispering about and moved herself infront of yall…

“ Babe.. you know we can’t do this right now.. “ Lara whispered to you, putting her hand on your cheek… while Manon explained something about there new comeback and there tours for Gnarly, “ Please… “ You whispered as your lips connected to hers, Lara simply couldn’t resist and of course there came the comments..

“ WHAT IS LARA AND Y/N DOING? “

“ ARE THEY MAKING OUT?!?!? WJATTT “

Manon quickly denied everything while giving us a cue to stop, but you and Lara didn’t, the kiss only further intensified as her lips sloppily moved together with yours, hot and sweaty, your pants started getting louder, her hand reached your neck and started pulling you downwards onto the bed. Manon had to relocate the phone, moving herself and the phone so they could barely see you two having the time of your life. On the other hand though, you and Lara parted lips for a moment, smiling at each other and catching your breaths before continuing, she leaned back into you, small soft kisses were first, then it became longer, more passionate, her lips tasted sweet, like candy. You found your hands roaming across her body, your breathing became louder once more as your tongues danced against each other and her hands started roaming against your body and you both kept a smile plastered on your faces each time you released from the kiss.

Manon finally muted the livestream and yelled at you and Lara for being reckless.. “ Are you two crazy?!?! Do you know how bad this looks for our company? You can’t be doing this on live! What the hell, stop it. Both of you!! “ Manon had yelled at you two, you Lara climbed off of your with smudged lipstick and you sat up with your tanktop off your shoulders and halfway down your arms, and you two just looked at her and blinked… before bursting out laughing, Manon looked so irritated at you two. “ You two better fix yourselfs now. “ Manon said dead serious, you’ve never seen her so serious, you and Lara stopped laughing and started fixing yourselfs up. Lara fixed her lip combo as you fixed your tank top and kept it up right, you two snickered to yourselfs, “ Yall better not be laughing over there! “ Manon yelled at you with a slipper in hand, ready to throw it at you, you and Lara stopped laughing, “ Yes mother… “ you responded to her…

She threw the slipper at you and you fell on the ground and hit your head on the dresser and Lara and Manon laughed at you. Manon turned the audio back on and showed you to the live… “ HEYY, MANON, AND LARA THIS IS NOT FUNNY, IMA KILL BOTH OF YALL IN REHEARSALS TODAY, ME AND SOPHIA ARE GONNA BE ON YOUR ASSES WHEN YOU MESS UP, YOUR GONNA BE SO MAD WATCH.. “ you yelled at both of them while getting back up and fixing yourself up, and taking the phone away and walking away. “ They’re always so mean to me yall.. Fucking bullies.. “

“ A little bit scandalous… “

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