#will definitely practices kissing

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Will practicing kissing his hand or pillow or something and somehow still ends up being a better kisser than Mike

[kacievvbbbb]

While I do so love the image of Mihawk as a blushing virgin bride bashful about all things sex and PDA. I cannot lie to myself.

This is a man that takes off his shirt to put on his jacket before heading outside. He has never known shame a day in his life.

[astridsbirdskulls]

They probably fell asleep after a game

Here's more jerejean, including the projectile squean @emry-stars-art

[valeriianz]

I've had this Dreaming The Proposal AU sitting in my drafts for a while. Then @voukkake comes out with this art and I figured it was time to brush off the dust and share what I'd written lol. This is seriously all I'm going to write so if anyone is interested I'm begging you to pick this up. I'm dying to read Dream awkwardly interacting with Hob's family (also @valiantstarlights suggestion that Betty White is Destiny?? ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT). Anyway...

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Dream is about to be deported because his visa application has been denied. He is in the middle of a meeting with his lawyers when Hob, his secretary, pops in the room to inform Dream of a very important phone call and Dream comes up with the insane plan to marry Hob to keep his immigration status.

He gestures for Hob to come over and Hob, clueless, wanders into the room and stands next to Dream, who takes him by the arm and tugs him just a little bit further to stand awkwardly close.

Dream announces their engagement and Hob stands there, shell shocked and feels his mouth moving against his will. That yeah, they are getting married. They are in love, sure. It isn’t until they leave the office, following Dream back to his, that Hob’s brain seems to come back online.

“What just happened in there?”

Dream grouses, head down, already back to his work as if nothing happened. Like he didn’t just use Hob as a pawn in his scheme to get around his denied visa application.

“They were going to make Morningstar editor-in-chief.” Is all Dream says, disdain dripping from every word. He still hasn’t looked up.

Hob stands there, still as a statue. His head is swimming with words, with emotions. Anger, disbelief, betrayal… and a small tiny flicker of undeniable interest that he hastily stomps out.

He manages to put the pieces together rather quickly though, while Dream continues sifting through paperwork.

“This is illegal,” Hob manages to croak out, brows furrowing. 

“Oh, please. The government looks for terrorists, not book publishers.” Dream’s head is still down in his paperwork.

Hob blinks, taking a step up to Dream’s desk. “I'm not marrying you.”

“Sure you are.” Dream sets aside a stack of papers and finally gives Hob his attention. “Because if you don't, your dreams of ‘touching millions of lives with the written word’ are dead.” 

Hob’s jaw drops. That was a line, corny as it was, that he’d used in the panel interview for this job. Three years ago.

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“Were you not in that room? I could get fined, I’ll go to jail over this. If you want me on this deal, you will promote me to editor.”

Without even glancing up from his phone, Dream scoffs.

“Absolutely not.”

“Well then I guess you’re screwed. Buh-bye.” Hob turns with a flourish and has to bite back a grin at how Dream splutters behind him and grabs him by the arm.

“Fine– fine! Editor.” His face seems to go through the five stages of grief. He drops his hold on Hob.

“And You’ll publish my manuscript.” Hob throws in. In for a penny.

Dream’s brows narrow and he shakes as if he’s physically controlling the urge to stamp his foot.

“Sure. I’ll publish your hack manuscript.”

“Good.” Hob slips his hands in his pants pockets, staring at Dream, deciding on one last nail in the coffin.

“Now do it properly.”

Dream cocks an eyebrow. “Do what properly?”

“Propose. Like you mean it.”

Dream’s entire body seizes up, but he manages not to let it show, distracting himself by slipping his phone in the pocket of his expensive slacks and clasping his hands in front of him.

“Will you marry me?”

“No.” Hob, the arrogant bastard, is visibly biting back a smirk. “Say it like you mean it.”

Dream takes a long, steadying breath through his nose.

“Hob Gadling. Will you–”

“And get on your knees.”

Dream absolutely refuses to decipher the thrill that shoots through his body at Hob’s command. Instead he keeps his mask of irritation and indifference on as he scans the crowd around them. They are still outside the courthouse, and the concrete sidewalk is going to potentially tear Dream’s Hugo Boss black wool pants.

So he carefully lowers himself, scowling as the smirk on Hob’s face only widens as Dream slowly settles onto the ground.

Once he’s as comfortable as Dream’s going to get, he clears his throat.

“Hob Gadling,” he glares at his subordinate from under his lashes. “Will you fucking marry me?”

Hob curls his lips in mock consideration, looking up past Dream’s head. He rocks back on his heels and nods with a forlorn sigh.

“Okay.” He still hasn’t met Dream’s gaze. “Could've done without the sarcasm but it will do. See you at the airport tomorrow.” 

And turns and walks away, leaving Dream to fend for himself on the ground.

[askblueandviolet]

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[impactdial]

i absolutely love that sanji and usopp are the nose duo in my mind….usopp for obvious reasons but my headcanon sanji has a big roman nose so you got long nose and his boyfriend big nose!

[lattesqueeze]

💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss pls!

Lestappen for easy mode, sebchal if you’re feeling ambitious 😈

my angel, my darling, thank you so much for this! it sparked such joy in my brain that i needed to sit on the porch immediately and write this in one big spill of words.

i could write a super long author's note of "this is kinda following canon ish sort of" but eh. you get the idea. i hope you enjoy!!

Sebchal - Impulsive Kiss - 500 words

“Can I read what you wrote? I don’t want to cry on the camera again, you know?” Sebastian’s tone is light, joking, but Charles swears he detects at least a hint of sincerity behind the playful grin.

“Of course. Can I read yours?” Charles nudges his helmet across the table towards Sebastian.

“Sure,” Sebastian shrugs. “And remember I mean every single word of it.”

Charles stares at the helmet cradled in his arms like a child. He reads the message written just to him in fine-point Sharpie. He reads it again, and again, letting the words soak into his brain. His eyes feel hot, his throat tight. He feels his mouth pinch into a downturned curve, and he takes his lower lip between his teeth, biting down in a determined attempt at maintaining a cool, straight face. Be normal.

Slowly, the room starts to fill with team staff, holding cameras, microphones, and various other media-related paraphernalia. Charles takes no notice, staring fixedly at Seb’s handwriting like a piece of art, repeating the message in his head like a mantra. Don’t waste it.

The cameras surrounding them are filming now, and somewhere there’s the faint click of a camera taking still shots of them. Charles bites his lip hard, swallows harder, and turns up his megawatt smile for the video.

After what seems like an age, they hug chastely, and the cameras stop recording them. People filter out of the room, and the space is quiet again. Intimate, almost.

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As they walk back down the corridor together, Sebastian turns to Charles.

“I didn’t make it too romantic, did I?” He teases, bumping his hip against Charles’.

Charles keeps his focus firmly on the grey carpet in front of him as he walks. He shakes his head,

“Oh,” Sebastian smirks knowingly. “I did?”

And suddenly, it’s simply too much for Charles. His pent up emotions are desperate for release. Now or never, he thinks. Not a single thought crosses his mind after that.

Charles kisses Sebastian like it’s what he was born to do. He’s hungry, greedy, and entirely breathless. When he finally pulls back to inhale, he looks sincerely into Sebastian’s eyes.

“That was-” He kisses Sebastian wetly. “The nicest thing anyone’s ever said about me.”

“You’re welcome.” Sebastian says with a flicker of a wink.

He kisses Charles back, then, letting him take what he needs. His hands almost can’t help wandering up Charles’ sides, brushing across his neck, before coming to rest in a tangle in his hair. Charles’ kisses are messy, desperate, open-mouthed. He reminds Sebastian of a teething puppy, all enthusiasm and no finesse. And yet.

Sebastian’s wedding band catches on a snarl in Charles’ hair, pulling his head back. Charles gasps softly, his body revelling in the newly-available oxygen supply.

“Don’t go,” Charles says softly. He doesn’t elaborate, doesn’t need to. Don’t leave the team, he means. Don’t leave the sport. Don’t leave me. Sebastian knows. Sebastian understands.

[myimaginationplain]

imagine: professor utonium mentoring dexter vs professor membrane mentoring mandark

[hooved]

honestly the funniest part about the quodo kiss blooper is that kira had like no reaction to it. it just made so much sense that even she just stood there and watched it happen

[sadbitchboi]

Girls Just Want To Have Fun

So I had this idea for a while, and I figured I needed practice writing, so yeah! Hope y’all enjoy, this is my first time like fully finishing something so yeah idk

Summary: Sometime between Buffy season 1-2, Willow and Buffy are having a sleepover, Willow confesses that she’s never had a kiss before. Buffy suggests that they kiss each other, Buffy’s had experience so she can show Willow what it’s like and what to do. Enter Willows gay awakening

Let’s go>:)

It started off as a fun innocent night. Buffy and Willow were having a sleepover, it was a Friday evening and there hadn’t been a patrol that night, the girls deserved a break. They had finished giving each other makeovers, and were now watching Sixteen Candles. Well, saying that they were watching the movie is an overstatement, about halfway through they just started talking through the movie.

“Ugh, isn’t Jake Ryan is sooo hot?” Buffy gushed over the man in the film.

“Oh yeah, totally..” Willow agreed. Well, yeah, by society’s standards he was pretty attractive, though there wasn’t anything about him that really sparked Willows attraction.(idk man)

“I mean, he’s no Xander Harris, right?”

“Wha-What?” Willow started to blush a little.

“Oh come on, I know you like him.”

“I mean yeah, I do like Xander. But it’s not like anything’s ever gonna happen between us.”

“That’s just because he doesn’t know what he’s missing. Maybe if you put yourself out there a bit more, get him to see you in a different way or something?”

“Yeah I mean, look, I do really like him and all, but, I mean, I’ve never even kissed someone before. What if I kiss him and it’s all weird? What if I mess it all up?” Willow started to ramble.

“Woah woah, just breath Wil. Okay, first off, I doubt Xander’s in any place to judge. And second, you’ve really never had your first kiss??” Buffy asked with genuine curiosity. Willow nodded her head embarrassedly. “Hey, that’s totally okay. I mean, my first kiss wasn’t that good. It usually takes about the second or third to actually know what you’re doing. Hey…” Buffy paused, as an idea came to her head. “I’ve had quite a bit of experience. Maybe I could show you how it’s done! Give you some tips about what to do and such, if you want to that is.”

Willow gulped. “I uh, well, if, if um, if you wanted to, I guess, that would be okay.” Did the room suddenly get really hot?

“Hey, if you don’t want to I totally get-“

“No no! I mean, I think it’ll be good, you know, like you said. You have much more practice than me. I think it’ll be good, to um, learn from you?” Willow was seriously blushing right now. Why all of a sudden was she so nervous. It’s not like she was kissing Xander, the guy she’s had a crush on since forever. She was just kissing her really cool, pretty, friend, who happens to be a girl.

“Alrighty then. Well, maybe we should get a little closer for this,” they inched closer on willows bed till their knees touched. “Perfect. So I guess, um, you’ll be the guy, and I’ll show you what to do.” A blush started to form on Buffys cheeks as she reached out to Willow, cupping her face. “So, um, now I just kiss you.” And all of a sudden Buffys lips met Willows, and it felt incredible. Fireworks went off in Willows head. The softness of her lips, the way they worked in tandem, had Willow hungry for more. After what felt like an eternity, but was actually most likely a few seconds, they broke apart, slightly breathless, both blushing like hell.

After a few awkward seconds, Buffy broke the tension. “So, um, yeah! That’s how you kiss!”

“Wow, um, thanks Buff. That was very…insightful.” The tension in the room was so thick you could stake it.

“Well, I’m glad to help…” Both girls, now rethinking some things about themselves, focused back on the movie, trying to ignore the awkward tension.

The movie was still playing, it was toward the end, when Molly Ringwalds sister walks down the isle incredible high on pain meds. Yeah, Jake Ryan was hot, but it was a lot harder for willow(and even Buffy) to keep their eyes off of the sister.

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So yeah that’s it! I hope it was okay, if you have any advice or criticism I’d love to hear it! Always trying to improve

[cyberhippiefellonearth]

jealous remus when sirius started dating mary this and that but what about jealous marlene when mary started dating sirius? 

[espy-heart]

Day 4!

[lacefuneral]

sitting wistfully and imagining my hypothetical first dance at my hypothetical wedding with my hypothetical husband

[autism-swagger]

Shauna definitely kissed Jackie's corpse at least once

[pandoratheprocrasticreator]

Im beating the dead horse with the stick i used to poke the hornets nest but theres an argument bouncing around against the censorship of morally objectionable material on fandom spaces like ao3. And it goes "these spaces were created for morally objectionable material in the first place. Where else are we supposed to put it."

And i agree! I think as long as whatever site ppl are using has a robust tagging system any kind of content should be allowed if it's legal to post. I think individual works should be appropriately criticized for bad or insensitive portrayals of morally objectionable content, and that a saturation of said bad portrayals in media can lead to wider romanticization and acceptance of said topics. Most individual creators however have very little control over how a wider audience would receive their work, even if the inclusion of objectionable content would require more scrutiny by both the creators and audience. Fandom spaces like ao3 specifically refuse to limit individuals from distributing their stuff as long as it's legal. All moderators of these spaces should do is offer people who dont want to see that stuff an easy way to opt out. Criticism towards the subject matter should be given on a case by case basis by its audience. If they changed that rule, ppl will just create another space run on this principle.

(In fact, I personally think its better if the "sickos" explore what they want to explore in fandom compared to making actual published works with certain morally objectionable topics. I can block someones omegaverse incest fic. I can't block an ad for a thinly veiled fetish film disguized as a hollywood blockbuster if it's printed on the side of a bus.)

But anyway yes sites like ao3 was made for ppl who wanted to post gross stuff without being harassed for it. yes its stupid that ppl are trying to harass "sickos" off the "sicko" websites instead of using the extensive block features most of these sites have. no i dont think posting morally objectionable content is harmful on its own but yes these topics should be portrayed more carefully and be subject to a lot of scrutiny when present in any artistic content. But like. I hope the ppl making this argument understand that a lot of people arguing for censorship in fandom spaces dont actually. Care. Where the "sickos" post their gross stuff. Bc they dont want ppl to post stuff they dont like period.

This argument assumes there will always be people who want to explore "bad" topics in fandom. So the solution is to let ppl who dont want to see that stuff to back out. But the people who oppose this wants the "sickos" to disappear altogether. They think if they yell about it hard enough and get enough sites to ban stuff ppl will eventually naturally choose to never think about morally objectionable stuff. Or at least never portray it in a way they dont like. This is why ppl who whine about ao3 "allowing 'problematic stuff' rarely talk about the tag blocking feature. Because it's not just that they dont want to see that stuff themselves. They dont want YOU to see it either. Or for the person to post it. Or even think about it.

And it's like. Wow youre complaining about seeing too many "problematic ships?" Babygirl the first thing i DO when i look up a new fandom on ao3 is to block all the lesbian x men, sibling x sibling, and child x adult ships i can think of. And as i scroll every time i see a bad ship i add it to the block list. What were YOU doing at the devil's sacrament?

[aangopologist]

Sara Snow has an amassed an army of haters without even appearing on the show of the book. I don't know about you but I call that power