#she loves to pose for the camera 💖💖💖

[teehee]

anyways. healing daisy images

[hstylesloverr]

YOUNG LOVE.

evan peters x model!yn

warnings: mentions of the show “dahmer”??, age gap

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evanupdates “ The funny thing is, when I was offered the part to play Dahmer, I seriously considered turning it down. You know, I didn't think I could measure up. Yes, I had done something similar in American Horror Story, but trying to tell an event as horrific as Dahmer's life and what he did to his victims in such an explicit and realistic way? I really thought I wasn't up to the task. I told my girlfriend that I had been offered a big role and that I was thinking about whether or not to turn it down. She asked me what it was about and well, I told her what the series was about a bit. Then she looked me straight in the eye and simply said, "You have to accept this role."

[…]

Yes, I really think I couldn't have done it without the support I got from the whole team and especially from my girlfriend. You know, she would sit with me every afternoon and we'd spend hours and hours watching documentaries and Dahmer movies, reading police reports, newspapers from the time, whatever. The support I had from her was truly something I will always be grateful for. ”

- Evan talking about the process of accepting his character in the new netflix publicity interview.

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username y/n is the most supportive girlfriend

evanfan2 i love that he’s getting the recognition he deserves, i hope he wins an emmy for his excellent performance

username imagine calling y/n l/n your girlfriend

ynfan evan please come back to ig 😭

username girl literally evan's instagram seemed like a y/n fan account 😭😭😭

evanfan he looks so dilf 😭 @ yourinstagram make our dreams come true

username i love him so so much please 🥲

username i can't express in words how attracted i am to this man.

ahsfan what did i miss? 😭 last time i checked evan was dating emma

ynfan6 girl they broke up in 2015 😭😭😭 you missed a lot

username @ ynfan6 but y/n and evan weren't already dating in 2010? i'm a new fan i’m a lot confused

evanfan9 those were just rumours! y/n and evan were nothing more than close friends until 2016, where they started dating, but they always kept the relationship very private because they were heavily criticized for the age difference

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yourinstagram posing for the camera as if i just weren’t traumatized.

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username god i wish i looked this pretty being traumatized

ynfan she’s unreal

evanfan3 evan’s a lucky man tbh

honeymoon Pretty girl 💖

username did u liked the show?

yourinstagram i honestly had a really bad time watching it, especially knowing that it’s based on real events. however, i loved the effort and dedication that everyone involved in it put into it.

harryfan1 i'm sick of Harry liking all of this girl's posts 😭

yourinstagram me too

harrystyles Rude.

username @ harryfan1 girl they have been friends since 2015 ? besides, she already has a boyfriend

username she’s an icon she’s a legend and she is the moment

evanfan7 please please please convince evan to get an ig account again 😭

yourinstagram bestie i’ve been trying for 2 years

kendalljenner You look so hot ugh

arianagrande 🤍🤍

ahsfan we all know who took this photo

username i really think evan's gallery is full of silly photos of y/n😅😅 but who knows maybe he hides his photography skills

ynfan5 the most beautiful woman in the world for a reason

evanscult00 i'm literally in love with herrr evan be careful because you and i aren’t friends

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ynupdates CUTIES 🥹! Y/N and her boyfriend, Evan Peters, in a pub tonight in Paris.

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evanfan no bc this is like the first pic we have of evan IN MONTHS i'm not complaining anyway i love this couple so much

username they both look so happy and comfortable

ynfan1 i want what they have

evanfan2 please they’re such dilf and milf material

username stylish girlfriend 🤝 “i don't care what to wear” boyfriend

evanfan7 will she know all the people who want to be her right now?

evandyn evan said that he was very insecure with girls and that he needed them to be patient with him 😭😭😭 seeing how happy he is with y/n makes me sensitive

ahsfan5 they were written by taylor swift i don’t make the rules

username THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER??? i'm playing lover in my head

ahsfan5 YES YES they also give many cigarettes after sex vibes

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ynthrowbacks Evan Peters, Y/N’s boyfriend, 10 years ago today.

username she looks so fetus

evanfan1 I love them so much and I really hope to have a relationship as pure as theirs one day

ynfan7 ok but can we talk about the fact that they are 9 years apart?

username !! it always seemed very strange to me, especially because evan doesn't even look like he's 35, but they started dating when y/n was already of legal age, so i guess that’s fine

ynfan9 y/n was 14 years old in that photo and evan 23...

evanfan5 not the new fans being shocked by this 💀💀💀💀 evan has always been heavily criticized for this for all these years even though they were just friends until 2016. they both went through hell with your public opinion until a couple of years ago and now you guys want to bring it back 😅

ynfan4 @ evanfan5 THIS further treating y/n as a little girl when she is now 26 and a fully capable adult

username love this y/n era

evanfan9 THE PIZZA me trying to cook aesthetically

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yourinstagram you kiss my face and we're both drunk. everyone thinks that they know us, but they know nothing about us

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taylorswift13 💜💜💜

taylorfan1 SPEAK NOW TV????

username she just said that she doesn't give a shit about what you guys talk about her relationship.

ynfan1 swiftie era

yourinstagram wdym im a swiftie since i was born

username why is he kissing her belly?? 👀

evanfan7 here we go again

ynfan2 THE LAST PIC BROOQJDHAKD

username favorite midnights song go

yourinstagram maroon

ynfan9 the publication did not come out more than 10 minutes ago and i have already seen a couple of articles saying that y/n is pregnant like 💀💀💀💀

ahsfan5 I SAID IT I SAID THEY WERE WRITTEN BY TAYLOR

ahsfan7 they’re so cute like 😿😿🥹🥹

username I firmly believe that they are the love of each other's lives

ahsfan IT COUPLEEE

evanfan9O i wonder if y/n will show evan all the goofy edits she sees of him on tiktok

username omg im so embarrassed

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[taxfruad4ever]

Howdy and hello! Could you write some platonic headcannons for Sonic and a Reader who hops universes every time they sneeze? They keep popping up in his, and they keep getting wrapped up in his nonsense, and they keep loving it every time

"Do you think we're friends in every Universe?"

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• Both Sonic and the reader both have the ability— if Sonic sneezes but you don't (or vice versa) he'll teleport but you won't, But if you sneeze at the same time, you teleport to the same universe.

• Whenever ethier of you get that weird tingling in your nose just before you sneeze, you basically throw whatever's in your hands. That way, if you end up in a world were that object dosen't exist, you won't have to hide it! (e.g. phones, tools, currency, or just anything valuable.)

• ^ This lead to Sonic throwing a box of homemade chocolates that Amy made for him on Valentines day. She was not very keen with him for the following week.

• allergies SUCK way worse than they did before. Like, A LOT.

• ^ Sickness too.

• Sonic loves site seeing, hiking, and Especially running, so exploring new worlds is an absolute treat for him. He beams whenever you two come across some waterfall, national park, or just a nice sunset.

• You both carry around (a) small camera(s) to take pictures with. You have a whole stack of pictures that you've taken across different worlds and galaxies.

• ^ Sonic loves photo bombing your pictures. Giving you bunny ears and hiding in trees just to name a few. One time, he bombed All of your photos — He would pose himself in really strange ways. When you got home, you figured out that he had spelt: "ur a butthead".

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Thank you so much for the support! And thanks for reading! Baiiii 💖

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

At The Movies

Part of my 900 Followers Celebration! Request: Hi!!! This is so exciting, congratulations on 900 followers!! Can I request “everything will be alright if you keep me next to you” with Roy? I’m obsessed with the way you write him (and all the Taylor prompts - I’m in love

Roy Kent x Actress!Reader 0.8k words Warnings: Language, fluffy fluffy fluff

Author's Note: Premise inspired by gentle hands, ankle clasps by the super talented @benedictscanvas 💖

You gripped Roy’s hand tightly as the car turned the corner. He eyed you gently, amusement on his face.

“Alright there?”

All you could do was nod and give his hand another little squeeze. It wasn’t like this was your first ever film role or first premiere; this was, however, the biggest one you’d ever attended, not to mention your first starring role, and it was for the highly anticipated adaptation of a best-selling book series. Definitely a “make it or break it” moment for your career.

Roy leaned over and kissed your temple, careful not to muss your hair. “It’s going to be great,” he promised, using that reassuring voice you’d heard so much over the last three years, especially during those months you were away shooting the film and spent all your free time facetiming your footballer boyfriend.

“What if it flops?” You wondered if your pout was ruining the pretty pink lipstick your makeup artist had painstakingly applied. “What if they hate it?” Your voice was impossibly small. “What if they hate me?”

“Fucking impossible.” He brought your white-knuckled hand to his lips and kissed it. “No one could ever hate you.”

You felt convinced for all of two seconds, until the car pulled up to the red carpet. Your eyes were wide again as you turned to Roy, panic settling on your face.

Used to pressure and lots of eyes on him, Roy shook his head at you. “You’ve got this. I’m right here.” He pressed his forehead to yours. “Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you.”

That was your plan.

Roy stepped out of the car first, giving an awkward wave before turning to offer you his hand and helping you out of the car. The shouts and screams were deafening, and you swore you’d be seeing spots the rest of the night thanks to the flashing cameras. But Roy’s hand was firmly in yours, fingers intertwined, giving you the confidence you needed to put one foot in front of the other and not teeter in the horribly high heels your stylist insisted were perfect.

Your name was called from far too many directions, but you plastered on a smile and did your best to look happy instead of terrified, wondering if your grip on Roy’s hand was cutting off circulation.

If it was, he wasn’t saying a word. Instead, he brought his lips to your ear to hum, “You’re a fucking goddess.”

His words must have spurred something in your heart, because you turned and kissed him full on the mouth, ignoring the accelerating click click click of dozens of cameras and shouts of yours and Roy’s names. All you wanted was to disappear into Roy’s arms- but he wasn’t about to let you do that. Instead, he urged you to walk on, only letting go of your hand so you could pose on your own, murmuring, “They’re here for you, you gorgeous thing.”

Once you’d had enough time in the spotlight, you gripped Roy’s hand again, now more out of affection than fear. The two of you paused so you could chat with a couple of reporters, who, thankfully, were very kind to you- probably because they knew Roy Kent’s legendary disdain for the media.

One reporter- a lovely young lady- was bold enough to aim a question at your boyfriend. “How proud are you of this woman here?” she asked, observing the way Roy’s eyes never left your face.

“Very,” was his monosyllabic response. Realizing both you and the reporter were waiting for more, he went on. “She’s a fucking force to be reckoned with, this one. Worked her arse off for this film, and I’m beyond excited to finally see the finished product.” He pushed a stray hair out of your face. “My only complaint is that she’s going to be working more than ever and I’ll have to deal with her being away from me all the fucking time.”

“You’ll just have to come visit me on set,” you teased, straightening his tie, the one you’d insisted on tying yourself back at your hotel room.

His response was a small peck to your lips, before offering a small wave of thanks to the journalist and moving you along.

After that, you found yourself enjoying yourself. You felt charming as you chatted with journalists, you hugged costars tightly, and you held back tears as your director told you how proud she was of you. All the while, Roy never left your side, watching you with a mix of love and admiration.

When you finally found your way inside the theatre and settled in your seats, you turned to face him, your heart swelling when you saw him already watching you.

“Was that so bad?” His eyes sparkled playfully.

You shook your head. “Not with you by my side.” You kissed the tip of his nose.

He brought his hand up to hold your chin gently, offering you one of those rare full smiles, the kind he usually saved just for you. “Any fucking time.”

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Camila lets Beardo Philip experiment with her makeup and dresses and he has fun with it

Aww, yesss!!! 💖

The makeup and dresses make Beardo Philip look twice as soft and pretty, and she loves it! 💕

Camila then takes out her camera and has him pose elegantly for pictures.

She also allows Philip to wear her gold and silver bracelets and necklaces, making him shimmer and shine in every dress he sports on.

Seeing how stunning and sexy Philip looks may spark inspiration in Camila, prompting her to attempt trying on his waistcoats and breeches.

He turns beet red because of how beautifully handsome she looks.

Receiving a kiss on the dorsal side of his hand causes him to nearly faint.

"¿Me concede este baile ~ ?"

[softpine]

@minamill it's actually still the same day as this post!! i know it feels like it's been 10 years jfkjsds but jada was still in the freezer when she had the vision of asa dying. so we'll pick back up with her reaction soon!! alisa will definitely have.... something to say too 👀 if that's not what you meant please let me know because i think i'm misunderstanding you ;-; but don't worry, i never feel rushed!! i love that you're thinking about it 💖💖

awww cute :3 i've seen so many more garter snakes than usual this year!! i like to walk around this marshy area and there's always 1 or 2 snakes on the wooden dock that runs through it, i have to be careful not to step on them because they're not scared of humans at all!

@forgotten-pixels i'm always thinking about what my characters would do in other universes or how they would play games themselves etc. so thank you for indulging me fjksjds

and yes for sure!! i show some of my characters hobbies when they're relevant, but for the most part they're just set pieces (like jada painting while having a conversation). i like to think that stevie climbs trees ALL the time; she was an adventurous kid who never grew out of the habit. but it's nearly impossible to make poses work with trees and they don't look good up close anyway so it's just a hassle to show :( same with swimming, i try to avoid showing that even though they all live close to the ocean & smaller lakes that they frequent. asa spends soooooo much time just laying down somewhere and thinking, which is nearly impossible to show. and i generally have to neglect caroline/beth/danny/mikaela's interests now that they aren't the main focus of the story anymore and are only really relevant in terms of their kids (sad!!!! but that's life 😔). i do have a little more freedom in that sims is a visual medium and i know how to make my own poses and stuff, but there's only so much work i'm willing to put into such small details lmao

i actually have pinterest boards for all my main characters!! here's some from stevie's, because i just happened to look through that one recently 💖

maine was in the path of totality so i assume most of them would have seen it since they wouldn't have to travel further than their own backyard! and at least where i live, people were handing out eclipse glasses for free. but stevie would definitely be the one who gets the most into it, she'd be infodumping about the eclipse to anyone who will listen :') and jada would be really into it from an artist perspective. she'd be painting the cool shadows for sure!! the others i think would just be into it a normal amount lmao

i actually don't use topaz anymore! if i'm looking for a cleaner/smoother look, i use the camera raw filter that comes with more recent photoshop versions and i just mess around with these settings:

@minamill thank youuuuuuu 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖

[tutuandscoot]

Favourite photo series

(I forgot which part I’m up to)

Bit of a story behind this one..

So I only just found this pic the other day, opened Pinterest and it was the first one to pop up and I gasped! It’s gorgeous!!! The sharpness, the symmetry, them in character.. it’s just beautiful.

Also as soon as I saw it, I recalled a moment from a fan meeting where VM are looking at this picture.

Here in this video from a fan meeting with Russian fans in Paris during TEB (Grand Prix France) 2013, they start with showering VM with gifts, followed by presenting them with the banners they had made from the previous season where they competed in Russia twice.

One of the banners is a red, black & white one (which sweet scootie notes that it’s kinda like a Canadian flag 🥰), and on the banner, is printed this above picture, as they are presented it and they pull it out, they each say:

Its quite hard to see what exactly the picture is from this angle (the camera) if you haven’t seen the actual photo (which I hadn’t until just the other day) but after watching this fan meeting a few times (and maybe pausing the video in the right spot) you can see it’s a picture of their ending pose from Carmen, a picture from practice from when they competed at COR 2012.

By what they each say, it seems maybe T hadn’t seen the picture before, but Scott had, or maybe not and in saying ‘I love that picture’ he means that moment in the program, not sure though.

So being able to finally see it properly, and now paring up their comments, especially his, I have some thoughts on it.

I lovveee when Scott said what he loves in ice dance (especially as they got older) is exploring characters and movement, the artistic side is what they really love to push (and given they were the best ice dancers in the world athletically they could be bold and push artistic boundaries). I really really loved when he said that he likes stuff (art) that is ‘kinda raw and chills you to the bone’.

That’s exactly the vibe I get from Carmen. It is so raw, so chilling, makes you uncomfortable in the best way watching to brilliant artists and athletes fucking go for it!

Depending on how you view the ending of Carmen (I’ve given a few examples in the past); they have said that in their story ‘Carmen doesn’t actually die but it’s Don Jose who’s kinda this ruined man’. There is so much in this final ending pose. It could be interpreted as her killing him- either literally or emotionally- she’s ruined him and there’s nothing left of him- he’s not but he may as well be dead.

Knowing that’s the kind of stuff they loved to perform and Scott especially saying that’s where he loves to be as an artist, him saying he ‘loves this picture’,- like he loves that moment in Carmen and the story that lead to that moment, he loves that T got to play this fierce, dominate woman and he got to play off that.

It gives ME CHILLS.

They weren’t just athletes, they truly were artists and weren’t afraid of that- pushing dark and disturbing themes even when it didn’t result in high scores. They get it and I feel so close to them hearing them say that they loved being artists and sharing these beautiful, unique experiences together! 💖

[yarrystyleeza]

how did you make your pfp i love it

Hi nonnie, well I drew it myself on paper, it's not digital at any sorts. They're Matt and Madilyn (my oc) on Valentine's day. 💖💖💖

This was the first sketch of it, it's referenced from a pose I found on pinterest (I changed the expressions a bit because the guy in the reference was pissed off — in contrast to Matt who was enjoying the hold 😉)

Actually I never noticed he has a hold on her bum until my friends mentioned it to me 😂 but it was hilarious, they looked at me like "you pervert" 😂😂😂 no one knows what goes on in this little brain of mine (the most perverted shit). But I didn't do it on purpose this time 😂😂😂

This is the final product, I use Faber Castel color pencils (the normal one — not the water color pencils), and for the markers it's called TOUCH idk if it exists outside my country but they're amazing and the colors are solid — and PRISMACOLOR markers too, as well as calligraphy markers because it has the darkest black. I also used a regular black ballpen for tracing. And for sketching I used an HB pencil.

As for the context of the drawing itself, it's valentine's day, Matt confesses his feelings to Madilyn after a year of total Rollercoasters between them (besides them thinking the other is considering them a friend and not interested in them in a romantic way, and they don't want to ruin their friendship if any of them confesses). When Matt confesses, Madilyn gets surprised and —in contrast— grabs his face close and kisses him, it's not long, it's not that of a perfect one, it was more like "finally you said it!" one. She parts and apologizes for what she did and how awkward it was of her to catch him off guard, so he tells her that he loves her and her kiss and he wants to kiss her (for real now). She accepts and kisses him, they dance their way out of the office kitchen. The kisses are eager and sensational, but they end up in giggles and lipstick marks around Matt's face. They're caught on camera for Foggy's valentine's special recap, they're all red — while Foggy and Karen are laughing their asses at them because it took them so long to actually realize that they liked each other. "we thought you'd hook up in two weeks not a goddamn year!" Foggy would yell, and Karen can't keep her face straight. After they're done laughing, Matt asks Madilyn out, she asks for a specific ice-cream date, and he accepts and kisses her passionately. 🥴💖

-I can hear how smoochy they are and Matt is just a bitch he lives for smoochies-

Anyways thanks for the ask nonnie! 💖

[vox-monstera]

💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to gush a bit! 💖

Here's some VP I've done that I absolutely love:

Lazy Sunday

Some soft, stay-in-bed-all-day vibes. I knew the shot had to be b&w when I was staging it, and I really like how the lighting came out.

The fact that Vox is just watching River sleep comes off as really tender, which only added to the fluffiness of the photo.

The Cool Kids

They're both huge losers, but they look so good together! This is another one of those where the lighting just worked out for me, and there's something about how natural the posing is that makes the whole shot. The way they're looking at the camera though!!!

I'll Take Two

I was just kinda goofing around and I found such good lighting at this little food stand. I also thought the vendor was really cute!

This is just a simple, funny little shot of Vox ordering one meal for now and one for later (cause you know my girl doesn't cook) and looking good while doing it.

Danger Danger

I really like the area during the parade, so I took a bunch of shots in it! Unfortunately, I'm on console and the lighting isn't fantastic, but I did like this shot a lot out of the millions that I took.

Vox looks so no-nonsense, like you just caught her in the middle of a job (which I kinda did...) and she's not too happy about it.

This shot just really captures her personality, I think.

[kevinabel]

🍭 Lollipop Machete 🗡

In honor of Lollipop Chainsaw RePop releasing a month from now, I have decided to draw my oc Elena Rivera as Juliet Starling.

In the drawing, instead of having the pink lollipop and chainsaw that Juliet has, I gave Elena a Puerto Rican lollipop and a (fake) machete since she is Puerto Rican herself. Elena (as a superhero) has a magical machete as a weapon and her alias is even "La Machetera", so I think a machete made more sense for her than a chainsaw.

Elena cosplaying as a video game character is canon/lore accurate, by the way! This drawing takes place in the Halloween of 2019, where Elena is 19 years old (about 2 years before she becomes a superhero in the summer of 2022). For Halloween that year, she dressed up as Juliet since she liked the character when the game first released in 2012 (She played it in early 2013 after begging her parents for it). In this drawing, Elena is posing and looking at the camera because her and the friends she had in high school were having a fun Halloween photoshoot when they were hanging out together! This was the last time Elena celebrated Halloween. Ever since, she has not dressed up for Halloween, but she plans on maybe doing it again some time and having fun with her new superhero friends.

Another Elena lore fact: Her hair in here looks pretty similar to her "trademark" hairstyle because 2019 was the year she really started to experiment with her hair and try out new styles! There's a short backstory of why she wanted to have this type of hairstyle. When Elena was 14 years old, she began to listen to more of Iris Chacón's music (a Puerto Rican artist). She actually knew who Chacón was since she was younger, but she didn't really listen to any of her songs. The only ones she knew were "Caramelo y Chocolate" and "Tu Boquita." But then in 2014 she knew more of her songs and she liked them too! One time on the internet, she stumbled upon and old picture of Iris Chacón with a unique hairstyle she never saw before. (The picture below)

She thought this hairstyle was very interesting and she wanted to try it out herself! She has already been wanting to try out new things with her hair at 14, but her mom wouldn't really let her. So she had to try her best to style her hair in a similar way with only a brush, some hair ties and hair clips. Obviously it could've looked better, but she tried her best and liked how it came out! So she sometimes would wear it to school and to public spaces. (⬇️ 14-year-old Elena)

Well, I guess that's all I have to say for now! It was really fun sharing some oc art as well as some more information on my character! I really love giving my ocs small and "insignificant" pieces of lore, backstory, context and information. Why? Because it gives them more personality and humanizes them more!

Also I know that this drawing I shared could've been a bit better in some ways (like the hand holding the machete, for example), and that shading isn't really my thing, but I'm still learning and practicing! 💖 (⬇️un-shaded version)

[jerry-hornes-foot]

hii!!

I was wondering If you could write a Steve Harrington x reader smut, where the reader is a Byers and like Jonathan she’s into photography,

And as she just got a new camera for her birthday, so she suggests Steve he should model for her, which eventually proceeds to them having sex. Maybe At the end, jonathan finds a compromising photo of them and he freaks out or something

or if you wanna change something it’s alright, as long as you’re comfortable with it, thank you💖

Hi !! Thank you so much for your ask, I loved this idea so much and went a bit wild with it so I hope you like the things I've added :)) 💖

1812 words

18+ only

Smut

Steve Harrington/Reader; Jonathan Byers & Reader; Joyce Byers & Reader

Tags: dom/sub; dom!reader; sub;steve; gentle dom; praise kink; boudoir photography; lingerie; modelling; body writing; penetrative sex; explicit language; crying (happy tears); mild overstimulation; genital touching; porn with feelings; fluff; steve says 'i love you'; byers!reader; friendship; happy family memories

Any additional tags you would like added feel free to DM me :))

"Okay so you've got the keys right?"

"Yes I've got the keys."

"Front and back door?"

"Yes!"

You're sitting comfortably at the kitchen table, swirling the last few lukewarm sips of cocoa around the bottom of your mug as your aunt paces nervously from one end of the kitchen to the other, occasionally stopping to throw seemingly random items into her bag.

"I've left all the emergency numbers on the fridge, there's uh..."

"Police station, fire department, Wheeler house. I know."

"And if Will calls-"

You grab her hand as she rushes past you and give it a slight, comforting squeeze.

"He's not gonna call. Everything's fine, don't worry. I'll call you tomorrow after I've picked him up, okay?" She smiles weakly at you, trying to hide the fact that she's still nervous leaving you here alone. Your eyes flash past her and land on the clock. "You're going to be late."

"Oh crap!"

A stream of miscellaneous items spill from her bag as she races to the door.

"Bye sweetie!" She calls out behind her as she disappears out of sight, only for her head to suddenly appear once more in the doorway, "Thank you so much again!"

It's strange being in this house again after so many years. It feels like only yesterday you and Jonathan were lying top and tail in his bed, pinching your noses to hold in laughter so Joyce wouldn't catch you staying up late. You lie back on the couch and close your eyes for a moment. It smells the same. Something about lying here draws you back to being 8 years old again, lying flat on your stomach beside Jonathan as you flipped tirelessly through the pages of the same battered old photography book, both transfixed by the images inside. A sudden knock at the front door drags you from your hazy reminiscing.

Steve bustles past you into the hallway and slips into the living room.

"Hello." You call through to him, laughing slightly at his apparent urgency.

You follow him into the living room and find him standing in front of the couch with a backpack open in front of him. He flashes his eyes up at you as you come in,

"Anyone else here?"

You shake your head and a mischievous grin spreads across Steve's face.

"Perfect."

"Why?" You ask cautiously, casting your eyes down to the half open bag which Steve quickly closes over before you can see inside.

"Well..." He says, moving over you you and taking your hands. "I seem to recall that a certain someone's cousin bought them a camera for their birthday, is that right?"

"Yes...?"

"And I also seem to recall that same certain someone saying that every good photographer needs a model, and that in fact I, Steve Harrington, would make the perfect model."

You laugh softly, "Did they now?"

"They did. And since I'm obviously the perfect subject I figured I ought to have something I can model for you. Wait here."

When Steve reappears he strikes a graceful pose in the doorway, letting you drink in the sight of him in a frilly black pair of lace underwear, neatly clipped to a pair of sheer, black stockings. A matching black lace garter clings tightly to his thigh. You hold your hand up to him signalling for him to stay where he is. Grabbing your camera you wind it up and run back into the middle of the room, getting down one knee to frame him. The way the light in the doorway lands on him makes his skin almost sparkle. Your camera clicks and almost immediately Steve spins to face you, beaming with excitement,

"Where do you want me?"

You're amazed how easily Steve slips into the role of model. He's so comfortable in front of the camera, rolling around on the couch from one breathtaking position to another. You've got him up on his knees with his hands flat against the wall, his ass perfectly framed by the tight panties, looking playfully over his shoulder off into the middle distance. He's so stunningly beautiful, it's becoming harder to just look at him.

"There's something missing." You say finally, placing your camera down on the coffee table.

Steve sits back down on the couch and stares up at you quizzically. After a moment deep in thought you smile and run into the kitchen, rifling through a few drawers before you find what you're looking for. Returning to Steve you crouch in front of him and gently rub a hand up his chest and over his shoulder. Smiling softly you look up and him and raise your hand to show him the permanent marker you managed to scrounge from the kitchen. Popping off the cap you place the tip of the pen onto Steve's stomach and begin tracing delicate circles around each freckle and mole on his torso, linking them together with long, flowing lines to create constellations on his skin. Reaching over to the table you grab your camera and lean in close to Steve to capture your work, then quickly put it down again and take the marker once more.

"You're so pretty."

Your voice is soft and low, the words dripping slowly from your lips as the felt tip traces the same three words over Steve's chest.

"And so..." your fingers gently run across Steve's collarbones searching for another patch of canvas to work with, "...strong."

Placing the tip of your finger in the centre of Steve's lips and begin to slowly trace down his neck, over his chest, and stopping just above his belly button. Lowering the pen again you continue writing,

"And so brave."

Looking up at Steve again you can see tears welling at the corners of his eyes. You panic a little, mouth opening to ask what's wrong, but before you can get a sound out Steve cuts you off, his voice choked with emotion,

"I love you."

Steve's lips are pressed firmly against yours, his fingers clawing desperately at your shirt as he holds you tight to his chest. He's pressed flat on the couch, with you lying squarely on top of him. His mouth is hot against yours, occasional hungry moans slipping from his throat as he clings to you. The feeling of Steve's cock pressed against your thigh as you grind against him is almost unbearable, you're so desperate to touch him you can hardly breathe.

"Fuck me, Steve."

In an instant Steve is sitting up on the couch, lace underwear tucked around his hips, his hard cock glistening just behind the waistband. You tear your jeans and underwear off as fast as you can, nearly tripping over yourself as you scramble to get close to him, then clamber onto his lap, sliding yourself down slowly to let him fill you up little by little. You let out a gutteral groan, cut off by Steve's lips crashing into yours again. You start to grind your hips, savouring the sensation of Steve's body pulsing against yours.

"Tell me I'm pretty." Steve whines as you start to bounce rhythmically in his lap.

Brushing his hair out of his face you stare down at him and place a soft kiss on his forehead as you whisper,

"You're so much more than that."

Steve whines again as you pick up the pace, clinging tightly to his shoulders as his dick slides effortlessly in and out of you.

"You're gorgeous, and clever, and funny and- mmmmmph!"

Steve's hand squeezes between your bodies and the touch of his fingers makes your eyes roll back in your head. Your thighs flush red hot as you grind against him harder, sliding your hands up and clinging tightly to his hair. With another rhythmic thrust you clench around him making him grunt.

"And god does your cock feel fucking good."

The room rushes and spins around you as Steve's hips bounce up into yours. The black ink on Steve's chest and stomach is smudged with sweat, leaving a map across your torso of where his body has touched yours. Every nerve in your body is on fire, pleasure swirling round your head and making you hazy. Steve holds onto you tight to keep you upright. You're done in but you push yourself just a little bit harder, desperate to make Steve cum. And it's worth it. His whole body tenses around you, his hands balling into fists around your arms as you feel the warmth shooting into you before you collapse, breathless, into each others arms. For a few moments you sit still together, in almost total silence, save the ragged sounds of your breathing. Finally you both manage to get to your feet, get yourselves cleaned up, and somehow muster the energy to make up the couch and get ready for bed. You hold Steve tightly, peppering his whole face with soft kisses and calling him every wonderful word you can think of until he drifts off to sleep.

You don't really remember Steve leaving for work, save for one hazy half dreamed memory of a kiss goodbye, you're instead woken by the sound of Jonathan moving around in the kitchen, awkwardly trying to keep quiet so he won't wake you up. You sit up and rub your face, smiling sleepily at him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He says as he wanders into the living room and drops down into the armchair beside you. "Oh hey, you brought the camera! Been working okay for you?"

"It's great! actually I was hoping you'd teach me how to develop them."

"Oh sure!" Jonathan lights up with enthusiasm, eagerly popping open the camera to grab the film. "I talked my mom into letting me use my old room as a dark room so-"

"Uh I've got another roll in my bag to develop actually." You interject nervously, grabbing the camera out of his hands. "I've not started this one yet."

Jonathan's eyes flash between you and the camera for a second. You know he can tell that half the roll has already been used. Snapping the back of the camera shut you turn your face away, desperately trying to hide the burning red colour in your cheeks. The tension in your stomach drops instantly as Jonathan decides to play along with your embarrassingly obvious lie.

"Oh yeah, sorry! Well if you grab the one you want to use I can show you right now."

You smile again, relieved at Jonathan's unspoken kindness, and grab the second cannister from your bag and pass it to Jonathan, who's face is once again glowing with excitement. He jumps to his feet with an energy you've not seen in him for years, like he's a kid again. With a wide smile he moves into the doorway and signals eagerly for you to follow him,

"Let's go!"

[yunhohours]

Hi, I saw that you open for a request~ So maybe could I request a 43 + 56 + 106 smut for Hendery? Hopefully you want to answer my ask. Thank you so much!!💖

i'm pretty sure this is the longest thing i've written for a request and it's mostly bc i feel like hendery with kids is... <3 so precious

43. “I love it when you talk dirty.” 56. “I’d like to breed you.” 106. “These walls are pretty thick. Which means you and I can be as loud as we want.”

“Look at us... Getting our Vitamin D and all that.” Hendery’s shit-eating grin is as endearing as ever. “Mhmm. I’m very proud of us,” you respond, your fingers laced through Hendery’s, hands swinging while you walk. You’re just about to exit the park you’ve spent the past hour in–walking, talking, people watching–when you hear a tiny “Wait!” behind the two of you.

Hendery is already smiling before he turns around. He knows exactly who the tiny voice belongs to. “Wait hm?” He questions, turning around with a purposely exaggerated expression. He squats automatically to be eye level with his young friend. The little girl blushes and nods without explaining the reason for stopping you. Instead, she pulls a flower from behind her back, one she picked from the many sprinkled around the park. She places her small hand on one side of Hendery’s head and uses the other to place the flower in his hair on the other side. The bright smile when she finishes melts your heart. She is so proud of herself and she should be. Hendery looks even more beautiful. Who knew that was possible?

“Oh! Thank you so much, princess. You are so sweet, you know that?” Hendery praises her and starts to pose for her, modeling his new one-of-a-kind accessory. She giggles like it’s the funniest thing she’s ever seen and your eyes are swimming with Hendery-shaped hearts. He takes his phone out and starts to show her how to work the camera, requesting many pictures of flower prince Hendery from “the world’s best little photographer” and you spend that time reflecting on the rest of the time you spent with this young girl in the past hour. 

You were sitting at one of the picnic tables across from Hendery watching as he carved his initials into the wood. He made sure they were sizable letters before adding “+ y/n” in the tiniest possible letters next to it. You felt a warmth radiating from your heart at the small gesture even if it was also a tease. He was just about to take a picture of his hard work when a bright-eyed little girl came bouncing over to your table. She wanted to show you both her princess doll, but it was clear she mostly wanted to show Hendery. He had a way of attracting people of all ages like that. Everyone wanted to interact with Hendery. He didn’t hesitate to give her his full attention, punctuating every turn of the doll in his hands with “wow” or “so pretty!” As if that wasn’t precious enough, you heard as he whispered to her, “You want to know a secret though? You’re the real princess!” Much to his delight, her cheeks flushed and she ran away with a charmed smile.

Moments later, she was back and this time she brought a book with her. She told Hendery it was her favorite and naturally he decided that meant he had to read it for her. He patted the spot next to him on the bench and opened the book to begin reading to her. She was enthralled the entire time, enjoying the way Hendery committed one hundred percent. Different voices, dramatic facial expressions, he gave her a performance. You watched with pride. He was so good with children and your stomach fluttered at the idea of seeing him with your own kids one day. If you could love him more, you did now. 

Just before he got to the end of the story, the girl’s mom called her over to eat with the family. She pouted but did as she was told, looking over at Hendery from time to time just to smile at him. He always returned the smile, of course. So did you, even if you weren’t the object of her current affection.

After a while, you were both hungry too and decided to head home. That’s how you ended up here with a flowery Hendery and the sweetest goodbye you’ve ever seen. You snapped back to the moment because four eyes were on you, eager to show you the professional photos of Hendery. You enthused over the photos and thanked her for making Hendery so pretty only to be surprised when she pulled a flower out of her pocket for you too. It was a little crumpled but the gesture was more beautiful than a pristine flower. You tucked it behind her ear instead and suggested she show her family before saying your goodbyes.

You talked about her for a few minutes on your way home before Hendery got off track talking about birds then video games then food. It was always fascinating following his thought process with him. When you reached the dorm, he was debating between pizza and ramen for dinner. You walked inside with him, happily listening to every pro and con he could think of for both options, including which member would prefer what when they decided to emerge from their respective bedrooms. “What do you think?” He finally asks you, turning to face you as if he just remembered that a conversation involves two people. You smile and step up to him, fingering the collar of his white button-up. “I think you were very cute with that girl today.”

He beams at you. It’s one of the most brilliant smiles you’ve ever seen him wear. “Really?” He asks with a hint of hope in his voice. “Really. You’re going to be such a good dad, Hendery.” You believe every word you say. You know he will be. He chews on the bottom of his smiling lips for a moment and leans into you, surprising you with a passionate kiss. You feel dizzy as his lips press firmly into yours, his arm wrapping around your lower back to steady you as he tilts his head to snake his tongue into your mouth. You hum happily and let your arms loosely hang around his hips, returning every ounce of enthusiasm he pours into the kiss. 

Hendery is not usually like this. He’s usually pretty obvious when he wants to be physical with you and he doesn’t normally devour you quite so quickly. You can’t complain though, because after realizing how good he is with his kids, all you’ve been able to think about is how much fun you’ll get to have practicing to make your own, even if that isn’t any time soon. You groan as Hendery’s hands slide into the back of your athletic shorts to take two fistfuls of your ass for himself. “Fuck,” you mumble against his lips.

Hendery knows you well enough to know it’s game on. He guides you backwards until your back hits the couch and pushes his knee up between your legs to steady you. “What has gotten into you?” You exhale as his lips attach themselves to your neck, kissing and sucking his mark into your skin, your eyes closing as your head tilts for his benefit. You can feel him smile against your skin but he doesn’t answer verbally, opting to press his knee up against your already needy core instead. You choke out a moan of surprise, your arms splaying out either side of you to hold the couch for more support. 

Hendery places a final kiss to your neck and pulls back to look at you. When he finds your eyes closed, your head tilted back, he drags his hand up from the back base of your neck up into your hair. He fists it and pulls your head up to eye level with him, smirking at the way you naturally open your eyes with a soft whine. “You think I’d be a good dad, huh?” His low lids and dark but involved expression make your core throb with want. “Yes. I know so.” 

Hendery’s free hand lifts the hem of your shirt just enough to allow him room to slide inside your shorts. He bypasses your panties completely, beelining for your clit. His eyes are so trained on yours as he rubs firm circles into your bud, not bothering to take his time and start slowly. You twitch from the surprise attack, an appreciative moan ripping its way out of your throat that turns your face beet red when you remember that other people live here too. Hendery smirks, his fingers dipping lower to prod at your entrance, something he knows will make you whine and sometimes even beg for him. He’s right. The needy whines and whimpers grace his ears just as expected. “Hey, y/n?” His eyes still haven’t left yours. You hum in response, trying to focus on anything but the way you clench around nothing from his fingers so close to where you want them. “I’d like to breed you.”

He says it so casually, so matter-of-factly and emphasizes his desire by pushing two long fingers inside of you. You’re so grateful for the fullness of his fingers that you almost forget to process what he said. “Hendery,” you whine, your hips rocking against his fingers in search of more stimulation. “Y-you don’t know that you want that,” you breathe out, forcing your moans down as best as you can to speak clearly. He responds by hooking his fingers inside you, stroking your walls just the right way to render you momentarily nonverbal.

“I know what I want, y/n.” He sounds certain, collected, despite you falling apart right in front of him. “I want to fill this pretty little cunt with my cum. I want you to watch it drip out of you after I fuck a baby into you.” His fingers instantly adopt a brutal pace, fucking you with such speed that your eyes roll into the back of your head and your body quivers, your mouth hung open with silent moans. Then he stops. His fingers stop moving altogether and just rest inside your leaking cunt that’s begging for release. “That’s what I want. The question is, are you going to let me?”

You pant and try to refocus yourself, groaning in frustration at the way you can’t seem to stop yourself from clenching around his fingers. “Hendery, fuck. This is such a big thing to ask me when I can barely think straight.” You complain but he just grins, knowing you’re not actually mad at him. You’re just frustrated because he dangled an orgasm in front of your face and took it away.  He leans into you, brushing his nose against yours and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “It’s okay if you say no, princess. I just would love to have a family with you.” He pauses before adding, “I’ll still make you cum even if you say no. Promise.” 

You can’t help but laugh a little. He always finds a way to lighten even the most serious topics. You look at him and really consider what’s on the table. You’ve wanted to have a family with Hendery for a long time. You’ve just always thought that the conversation about when and how to do that would come about much differently. You do want it though and it seems he wants it just as much. So why not, right? You lift a weak arm to place a gentle hand on his cheek. “You know what? I love you. Let’s do it.”

You’re not sure you’ve ever seen Hendery happier. He swiftly picks you up, steadying you with his hands under your ass, and carries you away. When you think you’re going to his room, you enter the dorm’s study instead, Hendery closing the door behind the two of you before laying you on the leather couch. He doesn’t even need to see the inquisitive look on your face to know what you’re thinking. “These walls are pretty thick. Which means you and I can be as loud as we want.” He mumbles the words into the skin of your stomach as his hands hurriedly pull your shorts and panties down your legs before tossing them to the floor with a smirk. “And we’ll need all the sound-proofing we can get because when I said I want to breed you, that’s exactly what I meant.”

Your stomach is doing flips and your heart is racing out of your chest, the excitement you’re feeling dripping out of your cunt. You sigh happily, tangling your hand in Hendery’s long strands as he sloppily tongues your clit, his hands now reaching beneath him to free himself from his jeans. “Feels so good,” you praise with closed eyes. He snickers and you feel his mouth abandon you as he stands up to completely rid himself of his jeans and underwear. You can’t help but gasp when you see his mouth-wateringly drippy cock. 

Hendery grins down at you while he pumps his shaft, repositioning himself over you. He uses the precum oozing from his tip and your own arousal to easily glide himself between your lower lips, back and forth. You squirm and whimper under him, too aroused by the situation to control your sensitivity. “Fuck, Hendery,” you breathe out, your arms rising to rest around either side of your head, your back arching. “Please fuck me. Want you so bad.”

Hendery nestles his face into your neck and hums, stilling his cock to press against your entrance, his hand moving between your bodies to slowly circle your clit with his middle finger. He’s teasing you now and you know it. Why else break the no-holds-barred pace he set before? “What exactly is it you want from me, y/n?” The rasp and want in his voice makes you dizzy as if the pressure on your clit wasn’t enough already. “Want you to fill me with your cum,” you whine, lifting your hips in search of more him.

It seems you answered just the way he wanted, his hips stuttering and his hand drifting from your clit to his cock. “I love it when you talk dirty. Don’t forget that I warned you.” It’s all he says before he thrusts into you fully, the empty room echoing with simultaneous groans. He pauses to take a moment to appreciate the way you envelop him and then he snaps, fucking into you at such a brutal pace that your head lolls back and your body goes limp. His hands clutch your hips harshly, pulling your entire body down onto his cock as he drives himself into you ever deeper.

You try to cry out his name–for what you don’t know–but your words fail you. The only sounds in the room are Hendery’s determined grunts and the clapping of your bodies meeting. You’re not even sure much time is passing. It could be seconds, it could be an hour. You have no concept of anything but Hendery ravaging you. Your mouth remembers how to work enough to allow you broken pleas and desperate moans as you feel yourself about to tumble over the edge into an orgasm, one that arrives sooner than ever before. Your hands reach for him mindlessly and he takes them both in one of his, pressing a kiss to the tangle of digits. “Cum for me,” he prompts, circling his hips as he’s buried deep inside of you before reverting back to his relentless onslaught of you.

You didn’t need his permission because you wouldn’t have been able to stop yourself anyway, but it helps to sweeten the deal when you’re clenching around him, your nails digging into his hands as you cry out for him before it chokes off into a silent scream. Hendery is hissing under his breath, eying where your bodies connect as if he could see just how much you tighten around him. 

He slaps his hand against your inner thigh and grips it firmly, spreading you open just that much wider for him as he crashes himself into you again and again, chasing his own release. You’re buzzing from the overstimulation, body shaking against your will, but you force your focus onto him, coaxing him to an orgasm of his own. You roll your hips to meet his, your hands sliding into his messy hair. “Want your cum so bad,” you whine and it’s true. You want to feel the warmth of him filling you to the brim. You’re practically drooling thinking about it. 

“Fuck,” he groans, your words feeding the exact desire he’s attempting to fulfill right now. He escalates his pace for just a few moments before he thrusts as deep as humanly possible and empties himself into you, his cum more than filling your cunt. It trickles right out. He watches his own seed leaking out of you like it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, his hand on your thigh loosening to rub soothing circles against the flesh.

He comes to and looks down at you with the most loving smile, sweat glistening on his perfect skin. “Fuck, y/n,” he starts with a chuckle. He leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips and it feels nice in contrast to the way he fucked you, though you can’t say you didn’t love that too. You loved it a lot, actually. “You’re so perfect. I love you.” He nudges your nose with his and kisses the tip of it before pulling back to look at you intently.

“I’m going to get some things to clean you up, mhm? Water too. Maybe some snacks. Do you want a blanket? I could get your favorite pillow–” He stops rambling when he notices the way you’re grinning at him and laughs at himself. “Really though. I’m going to take care of you, I promise. I’ll be right back. You just lay here and wait for me. Is that okay?” He waits for your confirmation then gives your lips another tender kiss before he slips out of you. “I love you, you know that?” He repeats it as if he didn’t just tell you a moment ago but it makes your heart feel full. Hendery always makes you feel like that.

As he’s making his way to the door, he pauses before he opens it. “Oh, and I’ll figure out the food situation with the guys. Have to make sure you eat well and all that. But don’t worry, I won’t let them come in. This…” He gestures to the way you’re splayed out on the couch, half naked, dripping with him. “This is just for me.”

[birinboom]

Sleep Time Shenanigans

Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, Sero Hanta

Word count: 1,394

Summary: The Bakusquad decide to celebrate surviving their exams with a sleepover

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Food/eating, swearing

Note: This is a birthday gift to @rainbowxmisa​. I hope you have a lovely birthday 💖

2nd note: This didn’t turn out as good as I would have liked, mostly because I came down with a bug while writing and my head is spinning. I hope it’s still enjoyable, I genuinely can’t tell right now

It was Mina’s idea, really. She wanted to do something to celebrate finishing the summer exams, something to commemorate that none of them failed a single test this year. So when she brought up the idea of a sleepover, it was done with a huge smile.

Denki and Eijirou were hyped up and agreeing instantly, with Hanta taking a more calm approach. Katsuki refused, saying that it was childish and stupid, and a waste of time. The four ignored him, as they usually did. Katsuki was all bark and no bite when it came to these kinds of things, he would swear up and down that he had no interest in hanging out, that it would be ‘boring as hell’, but he would always end up enjoying himself in the end - even if he would never admit it. And, as Eijirou had pointed out at one point, Katsuki would most likely be crushed if he wasn’t invited. So they always brought him along, ignoring his halfhearted complaints.

They started planning, talking over food options and activities. And least of all the location. The sleepover had to be held at the house with the biggest living room so they could all sleep together. Which happened to be Katsuki’s house.

Katsuki was vehemently against it at first, but once his mother found out and supported the idea - this was thanks to Eijirou - Katsuki finally agreed, claiming that he only did it to make the others shut up. 

And so, they began preparing for their sleepover.

“Say cheese!” Mitsuki called to the group of teenagers posing on the sidewalk.

“Cheese!” they replied, all of them grinning at her phone camera. All except one.

Katsuki just scowled. He found the whole group photo stupid. Mostly because it had been his mother’s idea. He just wanted her and his dad gone, so he could hang out with his friends in peace.

As soon as Mitsuki lowered her phone, he got up from his crouched position.

“We done yet??”

“Calm down, Katsuki, it’s just a picture. Can’t a mother want a picture of her son and his friends?” Showing her phone to her husband, she added, “It turned out pretty good, too.”

Katsuki had to fight to keep himself from rolling his eyes, which he knew would be a bad idea at this moment. “You got your picture, so get going already!”

Mitsuki was about to give an angry retort when Masaru stopped her. 

“We should get going, the conference isn’t going to wait for us.”

Mitsuki sighed. “You’re right.” Turning back to her son, she said, “You know the rules, be responsible and don’t burn down the house.” Addressing the group of friends, she added, “And have fun!”

“Did anybody order the pizza yet?” Eijirou asked as he entered the living room, dropping his bag to the floor. “I want the galbi one if we’re ordering from Pizza-La.”

“Why the fuck would we order pizza?!” Katsuki asked, voice gruff as ever.

“But we already agreed on pizza!” Denki said, setting his bag next to Eijirou’s.

“I know that, Dunce Face! But do you really think I would let you eat that greasy shit? We’re making our own!”

Mina let out an excited gasp. “We’re baking our own pizzas? This is gonna be the best sleepover ever!”

“‘Course it will!” Katsuki said, giving Mina one of his rare, genuine smiles, “It’s at my house so it’s gonna be perfect!”

After dinner, Katsuki ordered Mina, Denki, and Hanta to wash the dishes, while he and Eijirou brought the mattresses down from the upstairs closet - that way they could just crash whenever they felt like it. 

The mattresses were settled four of them in a rectangle, with a fifth placed perpendicularly to the others on Mina’s request. 

“I roll around all night long and I don’t want to kick any of you,” she said.

Hanta was the first to shower that night. Coming back, he found the others engaged in a game of Mario Kart. 

Coming in last place, Denki threw down his controller, getting up to shower and letting Hanta take his spot. The races continued until everybody had showered.

They all settled on and around the couch, passing popcorn and candy between them, their eyes glued to the horror movie Katsuki had chosen. Denki let out a shriek at every jumpscare, Eijirou and Mina joining him at the horrifying climax. When Katsuki wanted to watch the sequel, he was instantly downvoted in favor of a more lighthearted movie.

They eventually took to their beds, so hyped up on sugar and lingering fright from the first movie that it seemed like sleep would never come. The darkness filled with voices which turned sleepy and slowly trailed off one by one. Until Denki loudly whispered ‘oopsie-poopsie’ which led to a round of raucous laughter and another bout of talking. 

Eventually, they all passed out from sheer exhaustion.

Katsuki was the first to wake up. Blinking for a moment, he then stretched languidly. His fingers touched someone’s hair. Relaxing, he stayed still for a moment, just listening to the soft breaths around him.

Sitting up, he turned to look at the others. The golden morning light fell in through the tall windows, giving any exposed skin of his sleeping friends a honeyed glow. 

Eijirou was on the mattress next to Katsuki’s, one arm thrown over his head and his mouth hanging open, a trail of drool running from the corner of his lips. Katsuki made a mental note to move the tissue box on the coffee table to the floor, within easy reach.

Turning, he looked at Mina on his other side. She had grabbed onto Katsuki’s blanket and pulled it towards her at some point during the night, her own blanket pooled around her ankles, her pillow missing altogether. 

Blanket thief, Katsuki thought, a smile playing on his lips.

Denki was snuggled up against Hanta’s shoulder, his blanket pulled up so high only a tuft of hair was visible. Hanta was lying on his back, cradling his pillow in the crook of one arm, his black hair fanning out over the mattress. 

Katsuki chuckled to himself. Was he the only one who could sleep somewhat normally?

Getting to his feet, he silently moved to the kitchen. Time to prepare one last surprise before everybody had to leave.

Denki sat up abruptly, fighting his way out of his tangled blanket. “Do I smell pancakes?!”

Next to him, Hanta groaned. “You’ve been sleeping on me all night, my arm is numb!”

Denki just shrugged. “Sorry, dude, I got cold.”

Mina crawled over Katsuki’s mattress, shaking Eijirou. “C’mon, wake up!”

“Jus’ five more min’s,” Eijirou mumbled.

“No,” Mina insisted, “it has to be now! Katsuki made pancakes!”

Eijirou cracked an eye open. “I know, he told me he would.”

“You knew?? And you’re still not excited?!” Turning to Denki, Mina continued, “Aren’t Katsuki’s pancakes the best ever?”

Denki nodded excitingly. “They’re so fluffy!” 

Staring at each other for a moment, the two of them sprung to their feet, running out of the living room.

Hanta let out a tired sigh. “They’re a pair of children.”

Eijirou just grunted in reply.

“Better remember all of your shit or you won’t see it again until school starts!”

Katsuki’s words were followed by a couple of giggles and a chorus of ‘yes, mom’.

“I mean it!” he continued. “I’m not gonna be responsible for your forgotten crap! Hell, I’ll sell it! Make some money back from feeding you, you’re all a bunch of bottomless pits!”

Eijirou gave him a toothy grin. “Come on, bro, we know you like cooking for us. And we all love eating your food.”

Mina threw her arms over Eijirou’s shoulders, pressing her cheek to his so their smiles seemed like one big grin. “Yeah, your food is always delicious, we can’t get enough of it!”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, only half-heartedly trying to fight the twitches at the corners of his lips. “Get outta here. I’ve fed you for long enough.”

Once they had all left, Katsuki sat on the empty living room floor, thinking back on the sleepover. He hoped at the core of his being that they could repeat it sometime in the future. He hoped that he could continue to have fun with his friends for many years to come.

Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, reblogs, and asks (on and off anon) are always greatly appreciated! If you like, you can check out my other works here. Love, Em 💖

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You are the sweetest and loveliest to think of me!! You make me so happy!! Thank you for always being you!!

Desire & Decorum Drabble - Hamid x Daphne

Warnings & A/N: None. Just a token of my appreciation and an idea that I had that seemed perfectly Hamid and given Daphne’s chosen study seemed something she’d appreciate.

He takes her right hand and placed it atop his own as he leans down toward her with the scent of honeysuckle enveloping them from the thicket of bushes behind them. She looks up at him giggling and he tells her to look at the camera not him and she does. She turns her smile to the stranger standing in front of them and tries to stifle for giggles. 1

He hands his phone to some woman passing them on the street in front of the bank building and positions her to stand with her back to the camera and pulls her close to him, his fingers brushing across her cheek as he leans her back and kisses her deeply. When he rights her, she is breathless and giggling as she watched him retrieve the camera from the now smiling stranger. 2

As their breath returns to normal and their heartbeats slow, he turns to her with a mischievous grin. Indulge me, my love? She nods and he leaps from the bed and perches the camera on the dresser. Um, Hamid? she chuckles as he sets the timer and throws himself back into their bed and wraps her in his arms, kissing her softly. 3

The day was lovely, warm spring sunshine washed over them as they sat at the outdoor cafe sipping their drinks and enjoying their leisurely Saturday afternoon lunch chatting of nothing in particular. She watched as yet again he handed his phone to the couple at the table beside them and asked they take their picture. his eyes never leaving hers and she felt laid bare under his gaze. 4

The pool was wonderfully relaxing on the hottest of summer days when Hamid called out to their friends to grab his phone and take a picture of the two of them. Leaning her back so the rippling water was framed behind them and she quickly forgot the others around them as he drew her close and their lips parted in anticipation. 5

She smelled the flowers again and walked over to the table where dinner lay set for them to place the flowers in a vase. She was caught off guard as he twisted himself into the strangest of positions to place a kiss on her lips.

“Hamid,” she laughed when they had broken apart, “what on earth are you doing?”

“Kissing the love of my life,” he smiled and retrieved his phone from the hutch tucking it back in his pocket as they sat down to her birthday dinner.

She doesn’t realize what he is doing, having strangers take picture after picture of them, or insisting on taking silly posed photos of just the two of them in the quiet of their home. She dismisses it as him being him until a few days after her birthday when she returns from class and finds their hall lined with framed photos of them beside the art that she has been studying. She recognizes the artworks as ones she has mentioned to him as she sat at their kitchen table studying. Ones he’s quizzed her on. Ones she’s said show love in some of its numerous and beautiful forms.

1 “The Honeysuckle Bower” by Peter Paul Rubens

2 “The Kiss” by Francesco Hayez

3 “In Bed, the Kiss” by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

4 “Chez le Père Lathuille” by Édouard Manet

5 “We Rose Up Slowly” by Roy Lichtenstein

6 “The Birthday” by Marc Chagall

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The Hobbit: AUJ: The Appendices, Part 8 (4/4)

The tumblr group The Hobbit (aka the Dwarf Lovers aka The Cult of Saint Bofur) had another great watch party! This time we prepared a lot of snacks :)

Dori looks adorable as Bert the troll. And since there is an Helicopter Dori, there has to be... HELICOPTER BERT! Can Bert change into a helicopter? Into a cargo airplane!

Imagine Trolls as a sitcom about them living together. "An HBO original series about three trolls living in an apartment in New York City! This is 'Three Stupid Trolls'!" Trolls - from the creators of Friends! *friends music*

Bert is such a mum! Just like Dori Mother hen!

Radagast goes bananas. IT'S RADAGAST TIME! Radagast the Brown? More like Radagast the BADASS

No one knows what happened to the blue wizards. The Blue Wizards were not there bc they were in quarantine, duuuh

We get to know that Radagast is the wizard who loves birds and animals, nature.... This description sounded like Radagast was a Disney princess! Radagast - a time lord undercover

Radagast, the master of the spoons! Ok, so imagine a very majestic party. Thorin plays his harp, Kili and Fili play violins, there's even a choir... and then there's Radagast spoons solo

Radagast's hat - isn't it almost like Bofur's hat? Bofur and Radagast - the hat mates!

The movie creators say bad things about the poor, mutated goblins. But they can sing! Yeah! Stop judging them just cuz they have more nipples! Which one of them is Ori's ex? (Hey, the Ori's goblin ex was all Adam Brown's idea, not ours!)

Ok, but are goblins like, non-binary or something? Or maybe like, the only difference between male and female goblin is a number of nipples? (female has more)

The Goblin Town set. I wonder if the set builders had any goblin related nightmares while working with them Ori for sure had goblin dreams after the goblin town some pleasant ones, i think ;) I think Ori might miss his ex WHAT IF the reason Ori broke up with his goblin is cuz she wanted to come back to Goblin Town and Ori was like, No, I won't leave Blue Mountains? OH NO! The drama, the angst! I wanna read a fic about it!

Or maybe Ori broke with his ex because goblin had too much nipples? You don't know, maybe he is into that!

I think the Great Goblin became their king because he had the most nipples!

Thorin Oakenshield appears on the screen for a moment. oh Mahal I saw Thorin for 0,5 sec *faints* *swoon* my heart 💖

We're in Bag End. Can I live there please? As a dwarf? I am a Dwarf and I'm digging a hole... Then a hobbit colonized the hole 100k+ slow burn Enemies to lovers Who's writing this fic?

In LOTR Frodo's actor was so young, he seemed like a child, now he seems to be grown up, but his pants are too short for him xD

Exhibit A - Frodo’s pants:

Hobbits are great fishermen, they catch plastic fish. Well at least Dwalin seemed to like the supper that Bilbo gave him and had fish sooo Yup, he even ate the head! Plastic fish tastes good to dwarves Wait, so hobbits eat plastic? That seems like the solution for all modern problems! We just need hobbits!

Oh, look, it's RA being a Tolkien fanboy again! *swoon*

The camera takes us inside Bag End and RA talks about walking around the set and checking out the books there. Hurry up Bilbo, hide you explicit fic! Bilbo writes all the Bagginshield fanfics We can't see it here, but Bilbo has a giant photo of Thorin is majestic pose in his bedroom #TeamBagginshield

We are given the explanation why Old Bilbo's house is so messy. To sum it up: Bilbo was perfectly organised untill he met Thorin, watched him die and then he just stopped caring WHY DID YOU DO IT TO US! :( :( :(

Radagast's house is a real mess. In LOTR, Frodo can hide the ring in Radagast's house, nobody will ever find it!

Galadriel appears on screen. Galadriel ❤️️ ❤️️ ❤️️ PRETTY DRESS LOVE GALADRIEL My wife ❤️️ No no no, MY wife! No! Mine! You have such a beautiful wife. How about we share? different days of the week or something Ok you take her, I take all dwarves WHAT?! HOLD ON A SECOND

The Misty Mountains song plays off-screen. ohhh THE SONG *faints* *collective fainting happens* Damn you Thorin!

RA is a serious fanboy. oh hello there! Bonjour, RA Nerd RA is back at it again Nice to see you, mister Could I have the movies with RA nerd commentary, pls I'd watch the hell outta that

RA is singing Misty Mountains. THORIIIIN *faint* I fainted so much already, bye I focused so much on RA that I stopped paying attention to the chat I'm Elmo (c) @oreo-cookies-fan​ :

Even Mark Hadlow (Dori) had a strong reaction to his singing:

❤️️ ❤️️ ❤️️

❤️️ SAINT BOFUR SINGS!  ❤️️ *everyone falls to their knees*

❤️️ ❤️️ ❤️️

The Goblins make their instruments from things other races would throw away. Goblins - the most eco-friendly, zero-waste race of Middle Earth!

Lots of singing happens. Dwalin with his fiddle, Bofur with his flute, Oin with a teapot. And then Dwalin and Bofur sing their heavy metal version of the song - Heavy Metal AU! Ok, now I want Middle Earth Eurovision!

AND THAT’S ALL FOR NOW! See you at the next watch party!

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Missed Part 1? Here it is.

And part 2 is here.

And, last but not least, part 3.

Want to see how silly we were when watching The Hobbit? Check it out.

Thank you everyone, that was fun :D

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