#50 shades of dorks in love

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Thanks to @professorsaber for the tag! Woo! I'm such a sucker for these things. (Hey @itsthemorph, @bttf-dork @nemmet, and @jayisnotdrawing, come play if you like!)

🎨 Favourite Colour: Brown! I also super love that '50s mint green and shades of teal/ blue.

📖 Currently Reading: The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair That Changed America by Erik Larson (on audiobook)

🎶 Last Song: "Mountains" by Hans Zimmer from the Interstellar (2013) score. This is such a comfort soundtrack for me.

🎬 Last Movie: The Super Mario Bros. Movie. My husband got us a private show at the local theater so we could take all three of our kids to the movies for the first time together as a family!

📺 Last Series: Severence on Apple TV+ was my last full series, but I've been rewatching the first four seasons of Game of Thrones. For some reason, it has been my late May/ early summer show since 2018.

🍴Sweet, Spicy, Savory: All. I love food too much. I am currently at war with the devil of a sweet tooth I acquire right before bed.

🤤 Craving: Creamy Dill popcorn from Topsail Island Popcorn Factory

☕ Tea or Coffee: I like both. Coffee makes me want to write (thank you, coffee shop in my college library) but it's a treat more than a daily thing because of caffeine interactions. Hot lemon tea or peppermint tea when I feel under the weather, and Diet Lipton Mixed Berry or Peach Tea when I want something cold!

🤓 Currently working on: The Doom of Marty McFly for the #JuneofDoom challenge I am hosting and chapter 3 of Once Upon a Time in the South. Also perusing notebooks for when I start making notes on an original work soon!

[chasani]

Go on then, what are your koopaling/koopakid headcanons?

Aha

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GASP

KOOPALINGS

Morton ->

stupid little dork

Asks what song it is when they're singing 'Happy Birthday to You' at a party

Memory loss, they gave him a note pad so he could write things down but he forgot where he put it

Enjoys wearing bows and is very open about it

Takes Wendy's bows

Big Hammer Tiny Brain

Smashes things he doesn't like/understand/want/know

Doesn't know how doors work

Somehow immune to poison if he doesn't know it's poison??

Iggy ->

Completely blind without his glasses

It's legally allowed to drive but drives anyway

Owns a bunch of blond wigs

Weird obsession with sticks and bones

Hangs out in Ludwig's room to listen to him play piano (whether he was invited or not)

Has at least 20 differently themed body pillows

Hatsune Miku binder

Ludwig ->

Does not sleep

Composer at day evil maniac scientist by night

Has a better eating habit than Kooky

I will fight you if you argue with me (you don't have to like it but just don't yell at me for it) but otherwise he's trans ftm and DEFINITELY bi

Steals mirrors from Wendy so he can admire himself

Makes Ramen in the toaster at 3 am while getting a sweet glass of Orange Milk (pineapple juice + milk + coffee + shots)

Dips bread in Egg Whites + Oreo crumbs and fries it (old habit never grew out of)

Wendy ->

Her room is FULL of coins and other gold things

Has two closets, one for clothes and the other for jewelry

Will scream if you take her bows

Somehow always has a mirror on hand

Drags the boys into her room so she can practice her makeup on them

Lemmy is willing to be makeup tester

Believes in bad luck but still dresses up for Friday the 13

PINK PINK PINK

you wouldn't guess it but her favorite songs are rock and country

Larry ->

Has 51 diseases and is banned from most public spaces

Would be a carnivore if the didn't force him to eat vegetables

Throws the baby penguin from the Mario game over the side of the ice cliff

Big fan of trains

His room is full of toy trains

Somehow knows how to drive a train

Owns + Pilots a helicopter, where did he get it from?

Lemmy ->

CLOWN BABY

wanted in 50 states (and counting)

states like solid, liquid, and gas

collect weird miscellaneous objects in hopes he could use it for a performance

Probably pan

Constantly makes jokes about liking pans because he's pan

Once he was caught kissing a pan

Once found biting a pan by the handle and running around on all fours at 3 am

Roy ->

Big man

Acts all tough but also loves bows

Finger paints

Eats raw eggs

KOOPAKIDS

Big Mouth ->

dumb baby

Tries to be tough but just ends up being cute

Memory loss

Eats raw eggs as a snack

Doesn't know you have to cook certain foods

Bully ->

never takes off his shades

Wears pink, blue, and white bows (in no particular order ;])

Own at LEAST 20 different pairs of glasses and counting

Eats like 30 pounds of food a day

Cheatsy ->

trains

trans

trains

Kooky Von Koopa ->

Complete Smart-Ack Maniac

Does not sleep (except for when he completely PASSES OUT from exhaustion in which it's usually day)

Only eats junk food like candy and fried stuff

does not shower or brush his hair you have to throw him into a lake with piranhas to get him clean

Stupidly smart, mad scientist that lives in a basement making monsters

Does a little composing here and there

Knows all of Beethoven's Symphonys + Rush E from heart

Knows at least 25 different languages and counting, already multi bilingual at 1 month old (smart baby)

Probably trans and Agender or smth idk I'm not a mad scientist

Kootie Pie ->

GIRLY GIRL

GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSS

won't admit it but she's a fan of clowns

Literally hates all boys (wouldn't blame her, growing up in an all boy house)

Would be friends with the princess if they didn't try to kidnap her all the time

Ringsssss

Hip ->

Clown baby

can cry at a frequency only dogs can hear

will throw his ball at you if you even dare disagree with him

Bites

Probably has autism idk I'm not a koopa

Hop ->

blind without the glasses

Will eat raw meat if you give it to him un cooked

Do not give him raw meat

He will scream if you give him food before dessert

Never give him food before dessert

[jarofstyles]

i know we’re in a bit of an h word mood HOWEVER i cannot get rid of the thought of coloring harrys tattoos 😞 like idk just picking up some markers and coloring the butterfly and everything else in UGH PLS WRITE A LIL BLURB ON IT I BEG 🙏🙏

ARE U KIDDING BSKDSJIDOS ILL CRY!!!!!!! Tattooed Harry and artist!reader

Teeny mini blurb 🥰

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“Can you stay still, you gremlin?” Y/N scoffed, adjusting the marker in her hands.

“Heyyyy. M’not a gremlin! It tickles.” He pouted at her, giving her the sweet baby eyes he knew made her melt. Of course it worked, his gleeful grin rising when she rolled her eyes and kissed his shoulder.

In her lap was his arm, a red marker in her hand as she filled out the base color for the rose. It was one of her favorites, and he finally found some time where he had a few days off so she could color his skin up and not care if it stained a bit. He was very particular about his tattoos but whatever Y/N wanted, she got.

“Well, quit squirming so I don’t go outside the lines n’give you a random red stain.” She sung under her breath, carefully filling in the bloom of the rose. She loved to do this. As an artist, seeing art on the most beautiful person she had ever met was a temptation. And as much as she adored the black ink swirling on his skin, she liked the idea of filling it with color.

Harry leaned his head back and let her gentle strokes of the marker run over his skin. Her hands were slightly cold on his warm skin and he found that he really did love it. The concentrated furrowed brow, the biting of her plushy lower lip, the way her eyes would focus right on where she was working on… he loved it.

“Okay…” placing down the first bright red marker, she grabbed the next shade darker. There had been these skin safe marker set online that came with 50 shades, perfect for her. It cost a pretty penny but getting to spend this time with him was worth it. “Gonna do the first part of shading. Gotta stay still for me, my love.” She leaned over and smooched his cheek a few times, making him smile lazily as his hand pulled her back to connect their lips.

Harry took any excuse he could to get kisses, and this was no exception. He gently sucked her bottom lip and laughed quietly when she pulled away.

“Ah ah! None of that, you little tease.” She huffed. “No seducing me when m’gonna Make your arms prettier.” Harry had a way of making her get lost in kisses and she knew that if she properly gave in there was no way she was finishing the rose, and the ship!

Harry rarely sat still, so having him in one play, awake, was a blessing. There was plenty of time to rip his attention away from elsewhere to kiss. This was a rarity and Y/N wasn’t wasting it.

“Y’already finished the butterfly. Tickled even more.” He sighed, looking down at the finished creation. She had chosen pink tones that complimented his skin when she did that, and Harry would say he was surprised but he wasn’t. She always exceeded any expectation he had of her, especially when it came to art. It looked like a real butterfly on his stomach. Moth. Whatever it was.

“So when are y’gonna design me one? Or let me get one of your drawings tattooed on me? In fact… I’ve got a whole back.” He wiggled his brows, laughing when Y/N gasped.

“No fuckin’ way are you ruining your back. Are you kidding me Harry?” She asked lowly, closing the red marker and grabbing a darker brown one. “Your back is perfectly toned and muscles and dreamy. I refuse to let you fuck around with that.” She whispered with an almost offended tone. No way in hell would she want that to happen.

“Fine, fine. No back. But… baby, cmon. I want you on me forever.” He sighed, whining as he took her free hand to his berry lips, pecking her soft knuckles over and over again. He loved how her hands were cool and soft, sometimes a little clammy. She felt more human. Real.

“Isn’t it bad luck?” She asked, eyes back on the tattoo as she shaded what was the darkest part. It didn’t need a ton because the black work already did it, but still. An artists gotta do what an artists gotta do.

“Mm, no. That’s only names, I believe. And even so, I wouldn’t let myself believe it so it couldn’t hurt us.” He said simply. “If I don’t want it to, it won’t.” It made Y/N crack a smile, shaking her head as she leaned up to press a kiss to his shoulder.

“Gotta stop watching those tiktoks, dork. But okay. I’ll… I’ll start working on one.” She said shyly, a bit intimidated at the fact that her work would be on his skin forever. And ever. Not that she ever planned to break up with him- she wanted forever- but Y/N just didn’t want him to regret it.”

“Thank you. And no, those tikkytok witch people are very helpful. I like them an’ the little cards they do to tell us the future. But whatever you design? M’gonna love it. Just because it’s from you. You’re my heart, baby.”

[belphies-cuhm-sluht]

Let Me Take Care of You (Belphegor x GN!Reader)

The soft tweeting of birds outside the window, the sizzling of the bacon, the sound of the spatula scraping against the pan as I get it under the pancake, the little “tssssss” sound that scrambled eggs make when they’re still kind of wet and it’s not really sizzling but like… you know they’re cooking. It was all very soothing, and I tried to do everything as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake you up in the process. The sun hadn’t even risen completely yet and the sky was a beautiful mixture of violety blue, orange, and red. I wish you were awake to watch it rise with me, but you aren’t really a morning person, and… neither am I, but it’s come to my attention that you’ve never had breakfast in bed, and if anyone deserves it, it’s you.

I finish up the pancakes, quickly moving on to cut up the strawberries and bananas and placing them in a bowl mixed with blueberries and then moving the bowl onto the tray that already held the massive stack of pancakes. It’s a giant stack, because I was too tired to really measure out the batter, and I ended up making enough to serve like twenty people but this is fine. I finish up the eggs and bacon, placing them on a separate plate, and then burn my fingers as I grab the toast from the toaster and basically throw them on the plate, hoping they land and don’t slide off onto the floor. I pour the orange juice, and then pour a separate cup of coffee for you, placing both onto the tray next to the syrup, butter, sugar, milk, and creamer.

Carefully, I make my way up to your room, glad that even in my tired state I had remembered to keep the door cracked and I could just lightly push it open with my foot. You were still asleep, the blankets pulled up over your head and your arms wrapped tightly around your pillow. The sun had risen just enough to send a small ray through the window, but luckily it wasn’t at eye level… yet… cause that sucks and I don’t want you to wake up and immediately be blinded. I gently set down the tray on the side table and then slowly pull back the blankets from around your head to place a soft kiss to your forehead. “It’s time to wake up, Belphie.” I whisper it quietly, and I know that you heard me because you groaned, pulling the blankets back up around your head and mumbling into your pillow. “Five more hours…”

Pfft, I wish. I laugh softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Your food is gonna get cold…” Or I’d just start eating it myself. It was hard enough not to steal a piece of bacon while it was on the tray in the kitchen, but presentation is key and the tray as a whole looks really good right now and I don’t want to ruin anything… but also, it’s really tempting. “What food?” You were still mumbling into your pillow, and that mixed with the tiredness of your voice was just so cute to me. You’re fricking adorable. “Your breakfast, Belphie. It’s gonna get cold and it won’t taste very good.”

You groaned again and I could see you shaking your head from underneath the blanket. “I don’t want to actually get up…” And that’s when I pulled the blankets back again which made you roll over, staring up at me with a look that was less than amused. “You don’t have to get up… well… you should probably sit up, I don’t want you to choke or anything. But! I brought breakfast to you!” And yes, I was very excited to present it to you. I grabbed the tray off the table and held it proudly, smiling hopefully as you looked between my face and the contents on the tray. You were silent for a moment before one of your eyebrows lowered and you looked at me questioningly. “Why?”

“Because you’ve never had it before, and I like making you happy… and you usually miss breakfast because you sleep in and that’s not good.” You hummed softly, propping yourself up on a couple pillows against the headboard before grabbing the tray and placing it on your lap. As soon as I saw you were content, I pushed myself up off the bed. “Where are you going now? Aren’t you going to eat it with me?” You eyed the massive stack of pancakes and I smiled sheepishly before shaking my head. “Nope, it’s all for you. I also have towels in the drier right now so they’re really warm. When you’re done eating, take a shower and I’ll bring you the towels when you’re done… yeah?” Because honestly, who doesn’t love warm towels after a shower… they’re the best. But you looked more confused now than you did before, slowly chewing the scrambled eggs that you had scooped into your mouth.

“What’s all this for?” You pushed yourself even further up on the bed, and your confusion was precious, but also kind of sad. It’s like you weren’t used to someone just genuinely wanting you to be happy, so I shook my head before leaning in to kiss your forehead again, secretly enjoying the way your cheeks turned a light shade of pink from the action. “Because I love you… dork. Now eat, because I have something planned for later.” You didn’t have time to question it before I was walking out of the room. If you questioned it, I’d end up giving in and telling you, I’m not very good with keeping surprises as… well… surprises.

After breakfast was finished and all cleaned up, and you had finished your shower and took about 25 minutes just to get dressed because you ended up laying in the bed, wrapped up in the warm towels and almost dozing off, I was ready to take you to your surprise. It wasn’t much, but I knew you’d enjoy it, or, well, at least I hoped you would. I wanted to do the whole, cover your eyes as we walked up to the place, type thing… but you’re really tall and I can only walk on my tip toes so long before my legs get tired. So, I trusted that you’d just keep your eyes closed as I held your hand and walked you toward our destination. “I hear people…” You mumbled, and it actually made me snort, squeezing your hand lightly. “Yeah, you’re gonna hear a lot of that… we’re outside.” I could tell that you rolled your eyes, even with your eyes shut, but I knew that you’d at least cheer up a little bit once we got to where we’re going.

The neon lights around the massive room were bright, and I smiled to myself as I took them all in before turning to you. “You can open your eyes now!” Of course I was excited, not just for myself, but to see your reaction as well. You slowly opened your eyes, taking in the room around you, and then blinking a few times before looking down at me. “You… brought me to an arcade?” I nodded eagerly, but inside I was worried that maybe you weren’t as excited about it as I was… at least until your eyes lit up, scanning over the machines that lined the walls.

“Fuck yeah! Come on, let’s go.” Now you were the one dragging me around, not that I minded it. You looked so happy, and that was the whole point of all of this. “Where are we going?” I couldn’t help but laugh, luckily the sounds of all the games and the multiple people talking blocked out the sound. You stopped in front of one of the machines, smiling smugly down at me. “I’m about to kick your ass at Street Fighter.” I scoffed, fishing 50 cents out of my pocket and handing a quarter to you before shoving mine into the slot. “Try me… you’re about to get wrecked.”

We both sucked at the game, but we’re really good at button smashing, and honestly… The purpose wasn’t to actually win the games. It was just nice to see you having fun, to see you smiling and laughing and having a good time. The entire day was to show you and let you know, without actually saying it, that you’re important to me, and that your happiness is important to me, and that I care about you, and everyone deserves a day to be spoiled, and loved.

[aquaburst3]

Seen some others do this meme, so I want to do this for my own Yuu/player character/oc in my fic series. So...

Adriana Strano-García

TWST Cores:

Yuu/The Player: Like I said before, Addie is my stand-in for the player character. Since Yuu in this game is a blank slate with zero personality, almost nothing about them inspired Addie other than her being sassy.

Jasmine: While Addie is part Mexican, Cuban and Sicilian, not MENA like her, but they share some things in common personality wise. They are both determined, fiery and courageous rich girls, who dish out all of the clap backs. They also have a strong connection with cats. Her wanting to stick Grim on jackasses was inspired by Jasmine unleashing Rajah on her suitors.

Alice: They're both outsiders from another world, who are analytical, creative and logical. Her being an atheist is also inspired by Alice, since it puts her at odds with a world filled with magic, fae and actual gods. Her being into art and photography are inspired by Lewis Carroll's love for these things.

Other Inspirations:

Proto Jasmine: For those of you who don't know, Howard Ashman's original draft of the Aladdin screenplay was much different than either the animated or live action movies. In that, Jasmine was a spoiled brat, who was described by Ashman as "Madeline Kahn or Bernadette Peters in a really bad mood." She got a song named "Call Me a Princess" where she shows off how shallow and obnoxious she is. She never ended up with Aladdin in the end, instead a girl named Abbi did.

(Honestly, that's something I'm glad changed in the final product. From looking at that script, Abbi is a massive NLOG due her being a tomboy thief that looks down on other girls for being "girly". I enjoy that Aladdin is a role reversal on the "rich guy falls for a middle class to poor girl" trope that shows up in shit like Pretty Woman and 50 Shades with the Jasmine/Aladdin ship. But that's besides the point.)

I drew inspiration for some of her character flaws. Sure, Addie isn't a obnoxious brat like Proto Jasmine, but she can be rather materialistic, superficial, obsessed with her psychical appearance and vain thanks to her rich upbringing. In fact, part of the reason why she got the part time gig in her world was because her mom forced her to in order to teach her how to earn money and become more humble, because her mom had to claw her way up to gain her wealth. This is one of her flaws she must outgrow throughout the story.

Ruby Matthews (Sex Education): One of my intentions with that character was to make Addie "twisted" in her own right while still making her sympathetic and layered as a character, so I made her into a former popular mean girl. Outside of Regina George, Ruby was the main character of that archetype that I drew from.

Ruby seems like a more well rounded and realistic version of that archetype. In that series, while Ruby can be a bitch at times, she is also a guarded person, who cares about her father and is scared about others finding out that she's from a modest background. While Addie is from a wealthier background, she also guarded, cut throat and secretive person with a softer and kind side as well.

I also can't help but see some parallels with Addie/Jamil and Ruby/Otis with them both being popular girls pairing off with socially awkward dorks. (Still pissed about Ruby/Otis not being endgame in that show, though.)

Snow White: Nothing much character wise other than her being a rich girl forced to work in a low paying job by Crowley, being hard working and having a good singing voice. But I named her after Snow White's voice actress, Adriana Caselotti.

Meg: There is one major aspect of her character that she inspired, but it's a huge spoiler.

Naofumi (The Rise of the Shield Hero): While this show is super problematic and I admit that I don't like it all too much, they are both the lowest rank in that society and forced to claw their way up. Sometimes by questionable means.

Sokka: Mainly in the sense that they're both non-magical people in worlds where almost everyone has a super power, but use their wits and ingenuity to survive. They are both leaders within their friend group. And kinda goofy at times.

[saudade-mayari]

And.... Can I request a match up ?!?

Hi! I wanted to request a relationship matchup from Naruto fandom. You already call me sugarboo🤭, she/ her, I am 25 yo, healthcare worker. My favourite colour is lilac and I prefer spicy over sweet but do have sweet tooth. I have black straight long hair and medium built. I am the mom of my friend circle but also the dirtiest mind🥲. Puns, dry humor and sass are 50%of my personality, the rest being a nerd all my life and being clumsy😆. Quarantine is a lifestyle even without pandemic😂.

I would love to have a matchup with male/he someone who is spontaneous and loyal. Should outmatch my jokes with even dumber ones. No exceptions. Dad humor is the peak❤️Lots of Fluff but occasional angst in sexy times. And values my opinion. ( Sorry, being a booknerd has raised the bar too high and then the anime fanfics😏 resulting in my lazy ass being single🥲)

I really apologize for sucha long request! 💜💟

Come on in, check and join us at Hedone!

I will match you up with Nara Shikamaru. You can push him to his limits, push his buttons and Shika would definitely go along with your horny hour whims. Shika would somehow be spontaneous because sometimes he prefers going for adventures with you. He’d appreciate your puns and dry humor and would definitely try to notch it up with something drier. He’s most likely your battle of brains buddy, Shika would literally question all your arguments and so do you. In terms of knowledge, none of you backs down and it is interesting because both of you are both technical and scientific based. It would really click and the Nara family would trust your expertise scientifically.

warnings: none, Shika tryna be a bitch

It was supposed to be a night out with your peers. It was supposed to be a free day, but since your goofy ass boyfriend decided to chill out the whole day, both of you had ended up finishing tasks this late night.

Even Ino looks forward to reuniting with his former teammates as well. Everyone is busy to the extent that night outs would be hard to reschedule. The almond-eyed man stared at you, grinning and almost smirking as he reviews some paperwork he needs to report tomorrow at noon to the Sixth Hokage.

“Stop making that face.” He said, his hand resting on his chin as he stared at your tied-up long hair. You scoffed at him, still having the tantrums of not being able to go out this night.

“What face?”

“That face.” He said as he slides in through more papers.

Even the tables are not enough to fill out your thick books and his pile of papers that are way too overdue since last week.

“You see if you didn’t force me to slack off the whole day. We wouldn’t be piled up on reviewing this amount of papers.” You muttered, making Shikamaru chuckle lightly at your response. One thing is for sure, he loves teasing you. Seeing various reactions from your face is something that’s fun and alluring for him.

He then goes to your side to straddle his arms around your shoulders, casually giving you a peck on the lips as he did the honors on opening your book, turning it to the page you last left with, in which Shikaramu referred to as ‘y/n’s-complicated-book-that-explains-how-to-treat-people’

It was nothing but a small act. However, Shikamaru always remembering the pages you’ve left every other day makes your heart swell. He knows every little detail about you, watches every little thing you do, and he somehow knows how to relieve your stress. It’s his very way of saying ‘I know you can do it but I’ll still help, anyways.”

“Quit staring dork. Go ahead and read your complicated book.” He said, once again back on his usual self. Your eyes flinched on his remarks, Me? A dork? Dream on. Said to yourself.

“Excuse me?!” You scoffed. Almost glaring at his dark almond orbs as he motions his hands towards the door.

“You may pass through.” He said almost suppressing his smile as he watched your face turned in a darker shade of red out of complete annoyance. For a few minutes, you went silent which constantly bothered him. Did it offend you? Or did he joke too much?

The almond-eyed man silently watched you as you continued reading silently, completely disregarding his own paperworks in exchange for being able to watch you focus and read. He admired your concentration. Your love for science and your passion for treating patients was something so influential, so captivating.

“What is it Shika?”

“Come here.” He said, softly pulling you to his side for a hug. He kissed your cheeks, your nose, and the side of your lips.

“What’s this? We have work to do.” You answered, but Shikamaru wasn’t even dazed. He then finally claimed your lips, gnashing his teeth to yours as he slowly picked up his pace to walk towards the bedroom. He gave you a one sweet smile. No, in fact, it was a wicked smile.

“We’ll finish the paperwork tomorrow morning. I promise.”

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[kkgbutsane]

Lunch

lmao they’re dorks

“Wait, so you both panicked over the new girls? You both… got confused by them!?” Ryota couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His friends were crushing on the new twin sisters. It also seemed like everyone else was, except for their friend group it seemed. They were the talk of the school, mainly known for their stark white hair. Blue eyes, only barely differentiated by the slightest of shades, where one was more seagreen while the other moreso aqua.

Sayaka groaned, unable to focus on the homework at hand. She was totally, utterly smitten. Whipped. She was crushing on the new girl. The new girl with pretty features and a weird shade of lipstick but oh my God she adored how the girl spoke.

Kirari Momobami was going to be the death of her.

Mary wasn’t faring so well either, absolutely whipped by Kirari’s sister, Ririka. “Sayaka… help me please…,” she whined, pouting while slamming her head against the table. Again. “FUCK!” she yelled. “Why do I keep doing that, dammit!” The blonde rubbed at her temples to alleviate some sort of pain. “Maybe because you’re gay and absolutely whipped for a girl who thinks wearing ‘Poggers’ sweatshirts is cute,” Ryota replied, taking a sip out of his water.

“It is cute, fuck you!” Mary chided, flicking her best friend’s forehead. The boy just snorted and went back to eating his lunch. “Do they have this lunch?” he then asked, looking around to possibly find silvery hair. “Oh, one of them does.”

“WHAT!? WHO!?” two voices yelled, belonging to Sayaka and Mary respectively. “It’s… the one in the sweatshirt…,” Ryota then continued.

In a flash, Mary was gone to talk to her. Or at least attempt to. “Errr…,” Ryota said, just going back to eating. He was maybe possibly terrified of his friend. “I wish Kirari were here… she’s so inviting,” Sayaka complained. Ryota raised his eyebrows as a figure appeared behind Sayaka.

“Oh? You wish I were with you?” a silky voice spoke, causing the ink-haired girl to squeak, and bump her knee on the table. “Shit!” Sayaka yelped, grasping at her now bruised knee. It took her a few seconds to realize she was being asked a question. “Wha- Oh! Kirari! It’s nice to see you!” Sayaka managed, waving at the senior with a small, embarrassed smile.

Whipped.

Ryota tried not to snort at the situation. Seeing his friends having a good time, or rather this sort of time was comforting. It reminded him that they were in fact, human and not just students at a school.

Midari sauntered over after hearing the commotion with her lunch, snorting for Ryota. “Sup. you Sayaka’s new friend?” she asked, a shit-eating grin on her face. She sat on the table and began eating her lunch. Yuriko trudged over soon after, eating her lunch quickly and then promptly snuggling up to Midari. Sayaka rolled her eyes and gave the one-eyed girl a thumbs up.

“Oh hush, you’re totally whipped,” Midari teased. “Not as much as you,” Sayaka retorted.

Kirari only chuckled. “Is she a friend?” the girl asked, raising an eyebrow. “Yes. and ONLY a friend,” Sayaka clarified. “I’d sure hope so. You’re quite the catch, you know.”

It was Yuriko’s turn to snort. She wondered if Sayaka understood the implications of that statement.

“Quite the… beautiful fish in this long vast sea,” Kirari continued, smiling softly. “I do hope we can talk again soon, Sa~ya~ka~.” And then she left.

Sayaka had basically short-circuited after the ‘quite a catch’ statement.

“Was-was she flirting with me?” the girl asked after a few minutes of gawking. Ryota started laughing. “Yes! She was!” he responded. Midari started cackling while nodding and Yuriko gave Sayaka a thumbs-up.

“Oh damn… WAIT! I DIDN’T GET HER NUMBER!” Sayaka shouted, desperately running after the apple of her purple eyes.

Ryota’s lunch was very exciting today.

Mary was getting through the crowd, trying to find a chance to speak to her new friend. She wanted to invite the girl over to her table, maybe get to know her better. Maybe introduce her to her friends!

She bumped into a stranger suddenly, stumbling back a bit. They seemed quite tall. “Ack! What the-” “Mary?” the blonde stopped her sentence in her tracks when she heard the shy voice she was so whipped for. “Riri! I mean Ririka! Hi! I was… just looking for you!” Mary tried, trying to cover up her previous embarrassment with some idle chatter.

“Oh. Was there something you needed?” Ririka asked, a smile forming on her lips. Her lips looked so soft.

Mary was absolutely simping for this girl.

“Oh! Yeah. I was wondering if… you wanted to sit by us today? It’s your first day here and I wanna make sure you’re feeling alright about it all,” Mary requested confidently, trying to put on a mask of ‘I’m a fucking top’ when she really wasn’t.

Ririka thought for a moment. The girl was quite nice, despite her harsh exterior. She was inviting her to sit with her group of friends. Maybe she could finally socialize!

Mary continued. “You don’t need to talk or anything if you don’t wanna. Whatever is comfortable with you!” Mary started scratching behind her neck. This was awkward.

“Sure,” Ririka finally replied, a small flush dusting her cheeks. Mary’s face lit up at this, and it made Ririka feel all bubbly inside.

She kinda wanted to see it again.

“You’re really cute,” the silver-haired girl said, not recognizing the implications of that statement as Mary walked with her to the table. “Wh- uh… Thanks!” she returned, smiling brightly again. Ririka really liked that face. She really wanted to see it again now.

“Where’s Yumeko?” Ryota asked when they got to the table. “I’m pretty sure she has Wind Ensemble right now. “Wind Ensemble? My sister has Wind Ensemble too!” Ririka said, face brightening at the mention of her sister.

“Oh yeah, we just saw her. I’m pretty sure she was flirting with your friend, Sayaka,” Midari interjected, running a hand through Yuriko’s locks.

Gay.

“Probably saw her on the way to the bathroom. I swear my sister has a bladder the size of a pin-pong ball…,” Ririka sighed. She felt comfortable around these people. Maybe it would be a good group to hang out with.

Mary laughed, almost choking on the water she was drinking. “Fucking shit, seriously!?” she wheezed, imagining the prospect of that statement. “Unfortunately. It gets annoying, but we live with it,” Ririka sighed.

“Well. I think Sayaka short-circuited from that one. She also went to get your sister’s number,” Ryota said, drinking some water. He had to stay hydrated, after all.

“Oh yeah! What’s your number? If you want, I can add you to the group chat we’ve made,” Mary asked, pulling out her phone. Ririka saw no reason to refuse. Mary was quite nice to her and made her feel comfortable. Ryota seemed nice enough, same with Midari and the brunette she was currently holding.

“I got it!” Sayaka yelled from afar, sprinting over to the table and panting. She held up her phone triumphantly. “She even took a selfie for the contact picture! I’m adding her to the group chat, if that’s okay of course- oh. Hi Ririka.” the girl sat down on the seat, waving her hand at their new friend. “Hello,” she responded.

“WHIPPED!” Midari yelled, cackling before getting flicked on the forehead by Yuriko for causing too much movement.

“So are you guys… together?” Ryota asked, eyeing the pair on the table. “Nah. she just likes hugs and cuddles,” Midari chuckled. In truth, the girl had been harboring feelings for her sleeping friend for a good 3 years now.

On God, everyone was just waiting for them to get together.

“Alright. I’m gonna go on a run, I have privilege after this so I’m gonna actually use it,” Ryota said, grabbing his gear. “I have privilege too. Mind if I come with?” Mary asked. “Please… I’m doing weighted runs, and I might need moral support for this.”

“How much weight?” Ririka asked, now suddenly interested. “50 pounds,” Ryota replied, sighing in horror at the thought. “You don’t seem to want to do it, why are you doing it then?”

The girl’s seagreen eyes were looking for an answer.

“He wants to be a firefighter, and is training himself to carry the weight while running. It’s been gradual obviously, but he’s taking this leap,” Mary said for him.

“Oh. Good luck. Maybe we can run sometime?” Ririka smiled softly. She was… secretly a gym rat. “Sure! I’d love a running partner!” Ryota gave her a thumbs up and then jogged over to the locker rooms to get changed.

“I’d better go help him. What he’s doing is really hard, so I wanna be there to support him.” Mary smiled, grabbing her backpack. “Wanna come with?” she prompted, giving her newfound friend a solid smile. “I have privilege too, so I don’t mind joining,” Ririka giggled.

“By the way, are you and Ryota together?” the girl finally asked. Mary stared at her new friend for a second, then absolutely bursting into laughter. “Oh HELL no. We dated like 2 years ago and just… no thanks. I love him. He’s my best friend but I don’t love him like that.”

Ririka nodded.

She was so fucking cute.

[tay6119]

HARRY POTTER STREAM

Decided to recap cause I'm so hype

It's a long one o7

- Gog is so shook, he's gonna be a dork

- Quackity in his skin meant for the beach stream uyjthrgef

- "there's a wand in my pants"

- George being really excited to get going!!

- Quackity impersonates Dream being a sore loser

- What if George actually rps here y'all wait-

- George is so excited it's so cute I love him kujtyhrge

- "wait idk how to open my inventory" SAPNAP PLEASE

- George using the same voice he does for every character

- me realizing how George-centric this post is going to be because I am a simp

- "guys if u let me driving we're absolutely getting a dui"

- sapnap, Quackity, and Karl twerking on 'Harry Potter'

- "Let's ignore George"

- NOT GEORGE YELLING I KNOW WHERE IT IS

- the Hagrid voice

- "going dark don't hit me up.. don't hit me up"

- George wonders how long the game is and sounds giddy about it being potentially the whole book series

- SERVER CRASH

- "Is that the ending of Harry Potter"

- Quackity holding up the whole group

- Dream saying "fuck off" in the background when Sapnap asks if he should turn on face came

- Friendship ended with DNF, Dreamnap is my new best friend

- GEORGE TELLING SAPNAP TO PROVE DREAM IS THERE BY KISSING HIM

- Server crash AGAIN

- Quackity just breaks everything he plays huh

- "should we all leave?" GEORGE PLEASE

- this is so scuffed oml I just want it to work for them ahhh

- Quackity stop saying "i'm going dark don't hit me up" challenge

- Sapnap saying he loves Karl in chat to get his help Karl: "no :D"

- dramatic separation of lovers

- ANOTHER SERVER CRASH LMAO

- Them being all giggly and impersonating Corpse

- Voldemort canonically did NOT Twitch Prime

- We're 46 minutes into this and they have basically only gotten to Diagon Alley

- Quackity puts on a Squidward skin and does the voice and harrasses the NPCs

- George is following in his bf's footsteps and trying to speedrun

- George knowing character names has me.... yjthretht

- "I am Georgius Morgius" "I am Sappitus Nappitus"

- Karl looks so stressed, he has to deal with them sm oml

- "What the hell's a gringotts?" "You're in Gringotts right now" GEORGE THE SASS

- Sapnap's british accent <33

- "Why are you rushing Sapnap" SAYS YOU GEORGE

- Gogy being all cute and excited over the details and the world,, I'm soft,,

- THE OLD MAN VOICES

- "I'm gonna suck on this wand"

- Quackity making fun of George's colorblindness after literally forgetting about it in his own stream earlier

- Sapnap remembers the shorts video and yells avadacadabra(??) expecting it to work

- "This is what's called a thick wand" QUACKITY PLEASE

- "excuse me ladies would you like to see my wand" KARL PLEASE

- Karl a bisexual icon going to show the men his wand too ??

- George struggling to find the wand boxes

- "I need to buy ketamine"

- "the wand is hidden in my hand"

- George's wand is 15 inches

- "put down that CNN trash"

- "this is good news over here" "yes... fffffox" KARL PLEASE

- Sapnap why are u yelling about Quackity flirting with George?? Is it to warn a certain someone??

- the wands are so laggy lmfao

- George's passive aggressive sass this stream I-

- GEORGE IMPERSONATING QUACKITY ABOUT HIS DRUG HUMOR "Oh I dragged you I dreagged you"

- "I'm the baddes bitch you can't drag me"

- "I'm fortnite dancing on him"

- "I am buying 50 shades of gray.. the extended version"

- "wingardium levioscum" DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT?? KARL??

- Sapnap getting excited is cute

- "We've gotta wait for George" "Screw George"

- The british accents hgefwd

- Sapnap speedrunning, spending too much time with Dream

- I can't wait for them to go batshit over houses

- GOGY IN A WIZARD HAT WHAT WILL HE DO

- "We're going to London 2" "From the makers of London 1"

- "This is actually epic" GOGY UR CUTE PLEASE

- "Sapnap is gone CRAB RAVE"

- Random karaoke??

- George blames lag on Sapnap as if he's not the one in a separate country

- The your mom jokes never stop when Sippy Cup is here

- "Would you like to learn a new spell Sapnap's mom"

- THE FAKE SPELL NAMES jythrgef

- "Now that I've gotten you guys into this alley all alone" SAPNAP PLEASE

- "I declare he's a bit of a compass baby" THAT JOKE IS SO BAD PLEASE

- Karlnap shippers being fed today

- George correcting Karl on his "name" as if they aren't both equally awful

- Quackity praying in spanish and then breaking character cause his throat hurts

- "George did find"

I ran out of space..

[verfound]

FIC: llcplaysguitar’s Mystery Girl (MLB/Lukanette)

Rating: T / PG-13 / Teen

Characters/Pairings: Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng; Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Summary: Marinette’s pretty sure she missed her chance with Luka, but she’s a supportive friend and will like every post he makes about his Mystery Girl if she makes him happy.  Meanwhile, Luka’s pretty sure Marinette knows she’s the one he’s been raving about on Tumblr all day and all the likes are a subtle little nod that yes, she would like him to finally ask her out already…

Author’s Notes/Warnings: A wee bit ago, a prompt generator got shared in the LBSC Sprint server, and even though I had Other Projects I needed to finish up first I was a DUMMY and clicked on it.  I got this prompt: “Marinette and Luka aren’t together yet, but thy like each other and they are mutual on twitter/Tumblr.  Luka accidentally publishes a tweet/post about their crush on Marinette on their main account, when they meant to put it on a private side account.  Marinette is too dense to realize it’s obviously about them, but it still worries them enough to ask a rather mortified Luka about it.”

I have the willpower of a poorly-trained puppy, so I started kicking ideas around, and the next thing I knew I had about 11k of what Quick called “Fifty Flavors of Dorks in Love”.  Because I like my ships STUPID.  xD  (Also I borrowed Evan for like 5m – thanks, Quick!)  ANYWAY.  Last fic of the year, folks!  Sending this one out to all the lovelies at LBSC, because they’re a buncha dirty, rotten Enablers.  <3 Half the anything you get from me would not happen without them.  Love you guys – you made 2020 survivable.  The world may be going to hell, but I can’t wait to see what fics 2021 brings us.

OH YEAH THIS IS THE FIC THE PIC WAS FOR.  😂

“llcplaysguitar’s Mystery Girl”

Marinette yawned, lifting her arms high above her head in a stretch. It was well past her bedtime, and she was exhausted, but she had been in a groove and hadn’t wanted to quit.  Besides, it wasn’t like she had school in the morning: it was summer break, and she didn’t even have bakery duty tomor…later!  In fact, her only plans for the coming day consisted of heading over to the Liberty to listen to Kitty Section’s rehearsal.  She was planning on bringing the latest prototypes and sketches she had for the merch they wanted to bring to a festival they’d be playing towards the end of summer, but those were already done, and it wasn’t like the band had given her a strict deadline (beyond the actual festival, which was still two months away).  The Couffaines didn’t even wake up until almost noon, anyway, so she could afford to sleep in a little.  She could…

…her phone pinged with a notification, and she pulled it up to check. Given the hour, it was most likely a random mailing list e-mail.

…or a notification that llcplaysguitar had just made a Tumblr post.  We’ve noticed they’re a favorite of yours!

[bowl-of-shortness]

YEEEEEEE hope you don't mind me dropping by with another prompt 🙈 this community has gone all but dormant, thank you for keeping us fed, Vix 😆😂 for the prompt!

N!Qrow and N!Oz on their first date perhaps? 👀

:)

Autumn Ease

He checked his scroll for what seemingly was the billionth time, trying to wrap his head around his situation. “How— I just—.” Qrow was stunned, confused, nervous, and excited all at once. He had just scored a date with probably the prettiest and most lovely man alive, him. Of all people for this absolutely stunning man to choose, he chose him.

“Remember Love, 7:30 pm, Dress casually, so on and so forth. I can’t wait to see you!” Read the text that Ozpin had sent him. He flushed again slightly at the nickname. He checked the clock, 6:50 pm, this was actually happening.

He was just as excited as he was petrified, Ozpin, in basically every regard, was better than he was. Qrow saw himself as below average, and while Ozpin disagreed with that notion it was still difficult to feel confident when the constant voices in the back of his mind from his past kept saying otherwise. Should he even go?

Qrow quickly shook the thought “Of course I’ll go. What kind of dick would I be to ask him on a date and then never show?”. Remembering to dress casual he threw on a pair of black jeans, shoes, and a red shirt and checked the clock again, 7:20pm.

The doorbell rang suddenly causing him to jump, answering the door Qrow saw that it was Glynda “Pfft, what are you doing here Blondie?” He joked. Glynda wasn’t amused “Here to make sure you don’t dip on Oz at the last minute. I know how you and your confidence are.” The noirett looked down. “I just don’t get why he would choose me of all people-“ “Because it’s his choice and he loves you Qrow, and you can’t change that, remember?” Glynda cut him off.

Qrow sighed, “Fine come in Glyn, I won’t be here for long, I’ve got 5 minutes before Ozzy shows up. You know how he is with time management.” Glynda laughed at this “Always on the dot.”. The two talked for a little bit, Glynda raising Qrow’s confidence because “goddamnit I didn’t spend all these years wingwomaning for you two morons for you to dip out on eachother.”

And then the doorbell rang, Qrow, once again cautiously opened it to see Ozpin standing there. The taller man was wearing his usual trench coat but instead had a yellow V neck with grey jeans and slip ons on, his hair was tied into a bun too, he looked...nice. The noirett snickered at the silverett “Can’t you go anywhere without the damn trench coat?” Ozpin raised an eyebrow and smiled “If I recall Birdie, aren’t you the one who gifted it to me?” “Yeah but I wasn’t expecting you to wear it all the time.” The shorter man shrugged.

“Well I like it, plus it’s October and it’s the evening, so it’s a bit chillier. Now then, are you ready to go?” Ozpin smiled down gently at Qrow, an action that caused Qrow to give an almost unnoticeable blush at “Yeah, I’m ready.”

— Time skip —

Qrow raised his eyebrows at where they were standing before turning to Ozpin and smiling, “Never took you for the diner type Ozzy.” “Likewise.” He always was fun to have conversations with, being able to keep up with Qrow’s banter. They step inside the diner, it’s small, but cozy, shades of yellow, orange, and rusty red coat the diner, making it appear to be warm, physically it was just as warm. After ordering their food, Ozpin ordering a simple order of eggs, hash browns, and pancakes and Qrow ordering biscuits and gravy, they went and sat down in a booth.

Ozpin hung up his Trenchcoat before sitting down and looking to Qrow, “Well, Birdie? What do you think?” He looked over from the window he was looking out “Nice and cozy, I like it. Just like you~” he smirked when he said the last part, knowing what was coming next. Like usual Ozpin blushed bright red and immediately started stuttering out protests in Qrow’s direction, the silver haired man could never take a compliment without blushing like a tomato and it was absolutely adorable.

“Putting your adorable blushing face aside,” Qrow started, Ozpin blushing further at the comment “Learn anything new recently?” The taller necromancers look of embarrassment turned to surprise. “You, like to listen to me talk about things I’ve learned?” Ozpin said slowly, Qrow smiled gently “Well, yeah, from what it sounds like you know everything! It’s nice to listen to you go in depth about the meanings of things, like those deck cards you were talking about with Oscar one time. It’s interesting when it’s coming from you. Plus...” “Plus?” The silverett questioned, the noirett turned with a mischievous smirk “It’s nice to listen to your accent.”. Ozpin sighed “You never change, doing everything in your power to make me red faced and embarrassed.”

There was silence for a little bit, Ozpin looking down at the table while Qrow stared him, admiring the man before him. “Y’know I was serious, I mean I always am but I mean something different with that compliment.” He leaned back and closed his eyes. “What do you mean then?” He heard Ozpin’s voice say, “I mean, your voice is soothing, not just to Oscar. You have a gentle voice and accent that makes it very easy to listen to every word you say. And fall asleep but that’s besides the point haha. Not to mention your singing voice, if it weren’t for that I think I’d be in more trouble than I am right now with my nightmares.” He hadn’t even realized he was rambling until he finished, he didn’t mind though. He opened one eye to see Ozpin staring at him with surprise, “I-I see...I’m glad you enjoy my voice” Ozpin played with his gloves a bit while smiling.

“Notice how I didn’t mention anything about your serious voice?~” he smirked at the taller man once more. “And here I thought you were going to get sentimental on me.” Ozpin crossed his arms and pouted, a dusty pink crossing his cheeks.

After the two necromancers had finished their food they spoke to eachother some more until their check arrived, which they promptly fought over until they decided to simply split the check. As they walked down the street they were met with a bit of a conundrum. Ozpin thought for a minute “Ah, this may seem selfish to request but it seems we finished dinner a bit earlier than I originally suspected. So, if you don’t mind—“ Qrow knowing what he was asking simply said “Sure, we can do this for a bit longer.” Ozpin sighed with relief. With that Ozpin bowed slightly, putting one arm behind his back and extending his other hand out to Qrow before speaking “Well then, shall we take a walk my love?”

Qrow blushed at this “You’re such a dork Ozzy.” and took Ozpin hand. The taller necromancer playfully scoffed slightly at this, “I’m just being polite love.” “Yep, and your politeness makes you look like an adorable dork.” Qrow gently sassed back. The silverett rolled his eyes as they walked down the sidewalk. It was a cool, crisp night, the route they had taken had been one of the more scenic ones, having lamps light the street with tall red maples blanketing the area, only letting a few glimpses of the indigo, star littered, sky peek through. It was by all means lovely and Qrow listened intently to how Ozpin talked about nothing and everything at the same time.

As they were walking, the noirett watched their surroundings in ease, the place was beautiful. Of course Ozpin would know where a place like this would be, that’s just like him. Speaking of the taller necromancer, Qrow soon noticed he wasn’t walking next to him. He whipped his head around in every which direction until he spotting that familiar mass of silver hair, looking into a window.

Approaching Ozpin, Qrow peered into the window curious as to what could’ve caught the attention of the taller man. He was surprised by what he saw, Ozpin had been looking into a bakery, specifically, he had been eyeing a chocolate cake. “Y’know, you can just ask if we can get it.” He laughed, causing the taller man to jump, “A-ah it’s okay. We don’t have to. I was just looking!” He could tell Ozpin was trying to play it off like he didn’t want it. He’s known Ozpin for a while though and knew he had a special place in his heart for sweets of any kind. He laughed and shook his head and then headed inside the bakery without Ozpin. He paid for the cake, which although had been on the pricier side, was worth getting just to see the silverett be happy.

“You didn’t have to...“ Ozpin began “Eh, I wanted to. Plus it’s not like I’m not getting any either, and if I get to eat a cake at least I get to eat it with you.” He smiled up at Ozpin warmly as the necromancer cocked an eyebrow “And you call me the dork.” “Hey!”. Qrow feigned hurt at the comment as Ozpin laughed, oh how he adored that laugh. Qrow, seeing how dark the sky was, checked his scroll; 10:13 pm “Guess we should get home and enjoy the cake soon, it’s getting late.” He sighed, quietly distraught at the time. He wanted to enjoy more time with the taller man but he had work in the morning.

“My apologies, I didn’t expect our date to turn from too short to too long.” Ozpin looked ashamed, over what Qrow didn’t know. “Why are you sorry? I enjoyed it, now c’mon let’s go before neither of us want to get up in the morning!” He gently shoved the silverett along. Once they had arrived at the silver haired mans house and eaten some of the cake, Qrow promptly collected his things and sadly made his way to the door.

He turned around “So, I mentioned how I enjoyed our time together. How about you Ozzy?” Ozpin looked surprised before he smiled warmly and walked up to Qrow, “I did enjoy it greatly, thank you.”. As he walked outside onto the porch, Qrow decided to take a gamble and ask his new boyfriend a question, what else could he lose? “You mind if we do this again?”. Ozpin decided to take a gamble of his own and lean down to give a quick peck on the lips to the shorter man, “Goodnight my love.” He simply said before gently closing the door.

Qrow stood there for a minute. Beet red, he gently touched his lips in the spot that Ozpin had kissed him and smiled. The walk home had been better than most, Qrow smiling the entire way like a fool over the kiss and having butterflies over it. Meanwhile, once Ozpin had made sure that Qrow had left, the silver haired necromancer started jumping with joy that he did that. “I did that! Did you see that Ozpin he smiled afterwards!” Ozpin thought excitedly while jumping up and down a little bit.

Both men went to sleep incredibly happy.

Each of them were absolutely smitten with the other.

[haikyuuateer]

some childhood/best friend kageyama headcanons bc i feel like it

childhood friends || kageyama tobio

warnings: cursing n crackhead energy

summary: you’re the energetic affectionate best friend and kageyama just wants a break

under the cut to save space!

u have known this grumpy boi since diapers

everyone finds him threatening but he's actually a huge dork with a resting bitch face and not very good communication skills

you're shorter than him

ever since the beginning of junior high you've just jumped on his back at random times

he used to fall over but now he doesn't

most of the time you just mess with his hair

"tobio-chan, you should invest in a hairbrush~!”

"shut up Y/N your hair is probably more tangled than mine"

*oFFENDED GASP*

you're one of the only people that can scold him/tell him off

when he was in his kInG oF the cOuRt days you two slightly drifted apart but then you were like "wait, i need to scold that idiot" and you did exactly that, you almost cried like a proud mother when you saw him change for the better during high school

"tobio-chan. tobio-chan. hey. hey. tobio-chan. toooobbiiiiioooo. kageyama. bakageyama. bakayama. tobiiiooo. tobio-chan. toooooo. biiiiii. oooooo��"

"whAT DO YOU WANT."

"hi." -v-

people get very confused when you randomly come up to kageyama and jump on him

people get very confused to discover that a chaotic ball of energy like you is kageyama tobio's closest friend

you know his deepest darkest secret

and by that i mean where he's ticklish

psst he's ticklish by his waist and on his neck

when he's acting all pissed off at you you just

poke a ticklish spot

and he hates it

but you have that advantage against him

"tobio-channn. you should smileeee~!"

he frowns at you

you grab his cheeks and force him to smile

in front of everyone else at the vbc, too

"see!! look at how cute you are!!!"

you're just squishing his cheeks together for fun now

everyone's trying so hard not to laugh

he just glares and grabs your wrists, pushing your hands away from his face

but he's used to it

sometimes when you're bugging him too much he'll just pick you up and plop you down somewhere else

most of the time you get back up and run back over to him to bother him some more

one time you wouldn't stop trying to tickle him so he deadass zip tied your hands

"woah this is some 50 shades of grey type shit tobio-chan" winkwonkwinkwonk

"oh my god Y/N why"

"you must be into bonda-"

"cAN YOU SHUT UP”

a common question you get asked by the vbc bois is "how is someone like you friends with kageyama?"

ur just like

"i know everything about this boi and he knows everything about me"

"i also know the size of his di–"

"wHAT THE FUCK—”

"–ctionary that he has at home. wOAHhhHh dId yOu tHInK i wAs gOnnA sAy sOMetHing dIRtYyYYyY?"

kageyama just sighs and puts his hand over your mouth "i'm sorry about her she has her mellow times i promise"

"nMFNFNNFMFNFMFNFMFN."

"i don't understand what you're trying to say but it's probably stupid"

you push his hand away "HE ALSO KNOWS MY BRA SIZ- MFFNGNNFNFNDGMFGNF<MMFN”

energetic moments aside, you and kageyama have had many sleepovers where you went from watching your favourite movies together to having deep talks to pLAToNICALLY hugging each other to sleep

he’s awkward in front of people but he actually gives nice hugs when he’s feeling not awkward 

sometimes when you’re doing something like watching tv or studying he’ll randomly play with your hair

you eventually got used to it, i mean you trust him so why not let him be himself 

and that was soft moments with tobio

every time you’re with him and you see oikawa you yell "OH!! IT’S!!!! IT’S.. what was his name, shittykawa?"

kageyama tries so hard to not even grin

meanwhile you’re confused because it’s a genuine question you’ve literally only heard oikawa be referred to as shittykawa so you thought that was his name

you know all the ways to make this boy laugh and his little comments he makes about hinata under his breath always make you cackle

you’re best friends with this dork and you love it

and he loves you too

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Kakashi seems like he'd love Romeo and Juliet or 50 shades of grey Because they're cheesy romance novels

also fun fact, 50SOG was originally a Twilight fanfiction that became one of the most popular book series's of all time!

Kakashi would not like 50 shades of grey because he would rip apart the abusive relationship in it and toss it into the nearest trash can :) Romeo and Juliet maybe, but he's a romance dork. He's not interested in bad takes on BDSM and no respect for consent.

[almostshadydelusion]

People really out here writing Din “never taken his helmet off for decades” as a sexy dom charcter when this man hasn’t been touched and is an awkward virgin. He’s so touch starved that I bet even when baby yoda touched his face for the first time he was overstimulated.

This man hasn’t been touched in years with skin to skin contact and the only contact otherwise that he knows is violence. He is the softest most awkward and oblivious dork and I love him.

Like have your fantasies sure but he’d undoubtedly be the “what’s a butt plug” oblivious Anastasia Whatever the fuck her name is from 50 shades type charcter.

[gingervitus]

here is the ask thing cot’d

50.

They didn’t spend a lot of time in her apartment. Usually if they spent any nights there at all, it was because of the convenient location. She was much closer to downtown and therefore any restaurants or bars. Some Friday nights, they would tumble out of the local pub and onto the quiet Hatchetfield sidewalks, giggling and a little drunk. 

He would have his suit jacket slung over his arm before trying to clumsily drape it over her shoulders. She would smile at him, call him a dork, but ultimately settle into the warmth of the jacket, secretly enjoying being wrapped up in the scent of his cologne. His cheeks would be tinged pink both from the cool autumn air and the alcohol he spent too much money on back at the bar. He’d grin down at her and tell her how pretty she looked. That would get a snort as a response with her noting that she just got off of a ten hour shift at the shittiest coffee shop in the world. The argument from him would be that Beanies was not, in fact, the shittiest coffee shop in the world. She would ask him why he thought that exactly. It was because she worked there, which he would willingly tell her. A smile would twist up along her lips. As they walked along, she would knock into his side, chuckling softly to herself. She would quietly admit that she loved him in front of Jimmy’s Laundromat. He would freeze and then ask her if she meant it. Shrugging, she would tell him yes. He’d then kiss her under a flickering street lamp, lifting her up just off the ground.

At least, that was what happened the previous night.

Light poured in through her bedroom window. She lived downstairs in her apartment building, which she said was great when hauling shit in but was terrible because the walls were like paper. Children stomped around and screamed above her bedroom. He draped one arm over his eyes, groaning quietly to himself. It felt like his brain was pounding against his skull, trying to escape the cotton ball prison in seemed to be trapped in. They had arrived back at her place. She had made them drinks. Then everything got a bit fuzzy. His tongue felt like sandpaper against the roof of his mouth. The child upstairs stamped around and shrieked, sounding as though the poor things lungs were going to give out. 

He peeked out just barely from beneath his arm, hissing when the light hit his eye. “Please, stop,” he whispered, an unheard plea to the child upstairs. Her bedsheets were soft. Not stiff and cheap like he had simply assumed they would be. No, they were comfortable. A soft lavender shade. They smelled like her shampoo. Vanilla and coconut. Like the warmest tropical vacation. To the screeching upstairs, a woman hollered in response to the child. This had to be some weird karmatic experience. Maybe he kicked a puppy in a past life or something, and this was justice being served. “Jesus, god, please stop!”

From outside her bedroom, he could hear the floor creak beneath the thick carpet that lined most of the space. Steps approached the doorway. He looked from underneath his arm again to the space on the bed beside him. Empty. He squeezed one eye shut before looking over at the threshold. Had he been less hungover, his eyes might have widened. “Feeling a little shitty this morning, sport?” she hummed against the rim of a mug, smirk playing along her lips. His white button down shirt hung over her shoulders, haphazardly buttoned just enough to cover up what was very clearly bare beneath the fabric. “It’s Saturday morning, and I guess the cartoons got shut off early today.”

Even with his head pounding, he found himself in a bit of disbelief looking at her. Curls bounced over her shoulders at all angles. Her face was still sharp even if it looked a little tired and bare in the morning light. She was radiant. Like an ethereal being he couldn’t believe he was allowed in the presence of. “Oh,” was all he could bring himself to say. His shirt swam on her. It was more like a short dress than a shirt. It was also more of a cliché than he ever thought he’d find himself experiencing. Beautiful girl wearing his clothes the morning after an... exciting night.

She tilted her head to the side, grin still plastered on her face. “What’s that look for, nerd?” she asked. Her voice was a song he could listen on repeat forever. Those fucking eyes were pools of chocolate he wanted to be lost in for as long as she would let him. And then the goddamn smile. That smile got him every single time. Sometimes, it all felt a little surreal. 

“No, like… It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes,” was what his brain decided on as a response. It was dumb response but not entirely a lie. Seeing her just barely covered in his shirt was... making him feel some type of way. His head fell back against the pillow. “God,” he sighed with a light chuckle. His stomach churned, which was either some sort of butterflies or maybe just vomit. He couldn’t be certain at this point. His eyes slid shut again.

“Yeah?” she mused. He listened to the floor protest against her light footsteps. The night before, they had tumbled into her room. The floorboards screamed beneath his heavy footfalls as he attempted to bring both of them to her bed whilst keeping them upright. The bed sank beneath her weight. Ceramic made contact with her nightstand with a soft clink as she placed her mug on it. “You don’t say.”

One eye slid open. Then the other. She sat above him, staring down right into his eyes. He couldn’t believe this was a real human who wanted to be with him of all people. His hand crept from beside him on the bed to rest on her bare thigh. “The hottest girl in the world loves me, and she’s wearing my clothes,” he explained. “I can’t believe it.”

Her smile softened. There was a constant fondness she watched him with. It wasn’t something he was used to, but boy, did he find himself filled with butterflies every time they caught eyes. “You better believe it,” she replied, poking the center of his chest with her index finger. “You’re stuck with me now, lover boy.”

He exhaled a silent laugh as he closed his eyes again. A small smile struck his lips. “I can work with that.”

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Prompt Six & Seven: Anime & Homemade Gifts

Prompt Six & Seven: Anime & Homemade Gifts by Mystic Raven20

Nino's birthday leads them to the cinema to see the anime of Ladybug and Chat Noir, however the film delivers a lot more than it said on the tin, leaving Marinette in a rather uncomfortable position. Who would have thought it could get so 50 shades ... ?

Words: 2207, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of Adrienette: The Tales of Adrien and Marinette

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire & Nino Lahiffe

Additional Tags: Movie Night, cinema, Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng Fluff, Post-Reveal Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Pre, Friendship, Friendship/Love, Best Friends, Getting close, Post-Reveal Pre-Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Dorks in Love, just say it, sharing popcorn, adrienette april 2021, Adrinette April 2021, Adrinette | Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrinette April

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30532725

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Seen some people do this character inspiration meme, so I decided it to do it with my OC (Yuu/the player) in my TWST fic for the hell of it on this New Years Eve.

Adriana Strano-García

TWST Cores:

Yuu/The Player: Addie is my stand-in for the player character. Since Yuu in this game is a blank slate with zero personality, almost nothing about their inspired Addie in that area other than her being sassy.

Jasmine: Addie is part Mexican, Cuban and Sicilian, not MENA like her, but they share some things in common personality wise. They are both determined, fiery and courageous rich girls, who dish out all of the clap backs. They also have a strong connection with cats. Her wanting to stick Grim on jackasses was inspired by Jasmine unleashing Rajah on her suitors.

Alice: They're both outsiders from another world, who are analytical, creative and logical. Her being an atheist is also inspired by Alice, since it puts her at odds with a world with magic, fae and gods. Her being into art and photography are inspired by Lewis Carroll's love for these things.

Other Inspirations:

Proto Jasmine: For those of you who don't know, Howard Ashman's original draft of the Aladdin screenplay was much different than the one in the animated movie. In that, Jasmine was a spoiled brat, who was described by Ashman as "Madeline Kahn or Bernadette Peters in a really bad mood." She got a song named "Call Me a Princess" where she shows off how spoiled and obnoxious she is. She never ended up with Aladdin in the end, instead a girl named Abbi did.

(Honestly, that's something I'm glad changed in the final product. From looking at that script, Abbi is a massive NLOG due her being a tomboy thief that looks down on other girls for being "girly". I enjoy that Aladdin is a role reversal on the "rich guy falls for a middle class to poor girl" trope that shows up in shit like Pretty Woman and 50 Shades with the Jasmine/Aladdin ship. But that's besides the point.)

I drew inspiration for some of her character flaws. Sure, Addie isn't a obnoxious or bratty as Proto Jasmine. But she can be rather materialistic, superficial, obsessed with her psychical appearance and vain thanks to her rich upbringing. In fact, part of the reason why she got the part time gig in her world was because her mom forced her to in order to teach her how to earn money and become more humble, because her mom had to claw her way up to gain her wealth. This is one of her flaws she must outgrow throughout the story.

Ruby Matthews (Sex Education): One of my intentions with that character was to make Addie "twisted" in her own right while still making her sympathetic and layered as a character, so I made her into a former popular mean girl. Outside of Regina George, Ruby was the main character of that archetype that I drew from.

Ruby seems like a more well rounded and realistic version of that archetype. In that series, while Ruby can be a bitch at times, she is also a guarded person, who cares about her father and is scared about others finding out that she's from a modest background. While Addie is from a wealthier background, she also guarded, cut throat and secretive person with a softer and kind side as well.

I also can't help but see some parallels with Addie/Jamil and Ruby/Otis with them both being popular girls pairing off with socially awkward dorks. (Still pissed about Ruby/Otis not being endgame in that show, though.)

Snow White: Nothing much character wise other than her being a rich girl forced to work in a low paying job by Crowley, being hard working and having a good singing voice. But I named her after Snow White's voice actress, Adriana Caselotti.

Meg: There is one major aspect of her character that she inspired, but it's a huge spoiler.

Naofumi (The Rise of the Shield Hero): While this show is super problematic and I admit that I don't like it all too much, her being the lowest rank in that society (ie a non mage) and forced to claw their way up. Sometimes by questionable means.

Sokka: Mainly in the sense that they're both non-magical people in worlds where almost everyone has a super power, but use their wits and ingenuity to survive. They are both leaders within their friend group. And kinda goofy at times.