#GOD I JUST WANNA SMOOCH HIS WHOLE FACE

[blamemma]

via ANP images

[kyuala]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i just woke up from a dream where mark was my bf how do i go on living like normal after this 😭😭😭😭

[shu-porang-porang]

Lil' One

He's so cute you wanna have two of him!

p.s. look at that smile, someone give him the world already!

Pairs: Lee Minho (Lee Know) / fem!reader

Theme: fluffffffffffffffff

Warnings: nothing really

Word count: 0.6 k

You come across one of his baby photos while scrolling online, It's so cute and lovely that gets you so excited you switch to your mother tongue and start blabbering every expression of adoration you know. He knows when you get like this you're being super affectionate about something, just like the times your heart is overflowing with love for him and you tell him these words, that he doesn't quite understand yet, between the wet smooches you plant all over his skin.

His curiosity is roused. He walks over to you and bends down to look at your phone over your shoulder. You hear his airy chuckles and turn to him, looking at him with a pout: “when did you lose those fluffy cheeks? I wanna squish them so bad” then turn your head again to proceed with wanting to die for that soft round face. You bring the phone to your lips and smooch the pic, then press it hard to your chest.

He complains: “ya! I’m right here, why are you kissing a photo when you can kiss the real deal?”

“This is the real deal!! Look how cute… how soft... oh my god… wish I could hold baby Minho…” You whine and look at him with a frustrated face like it’s his fault that he grew up and isn’t a baby anymore.

He smirks: “You can hold a baby Minho if you really want to, you know.”

You do know what he means but you play dumb: “Really? Like how?”

“Like we make love and a baby too.”

His words make your heart skip a beat. You weren't expecting him to get to the point so fast, thought he’d be beating around the bush and teasing you for a while. You turn in your seat and mount the couch to face him. Tears are stinging your eyes but you blink them away.

“Are you fucking with me?”

“No, I would never, not with such a sensitive matter.” He says with a stern face, no signs of joking or teasing.

“It’s a huge responsibility. Are you sure about it?”

He steps closer and takes your hands in his, brings them up to his lips and kisses them. Then with the most composed tone he goes: “I am, if you’re the one mothering my child. Do you want it too, love?”

You look at him with heart-eyes and an upside-down smile: “you’re my whole world baby, I’ve never loved anyone like I love you. Thinking about growing a part of you inside of me and turning it to a little version of you warms my heart”.

“So, that’s a yes?”

“Yes!” you answer him with the brightest smile. His arms circle your waist to pull you in for the sweetest kiss. Your arms go around his shoulders, pressing your bodies impossibly close. He picks you up and twirls you around, then nuzzles his face to your neck as he’s still carrying you.

He takes you to your shared bed, lays you down and dives down to capture your lips. After some fervent kissing, he pulls back and stares into your eyes with adoration: “Our baby's gonna be the luckiest having you as their mother. God, I love you so much”. You cup his face, caressing his soft cheeks, he closes his eyes. You guide his head to your chest and he lowers his body to lie down next to you, his arms quickly find their place around your torso and his leg drapes over your hip. You love him with every fiber of your existence and no amounting of holding his head close to your chest could convey that.

“Can we lie here like this for a bit? I need to hold my big baby first to make sure he knows how much I love him before making a lil' one. And I will always love you the most”. You kiss the top of his head, sniffing his shampoo in the process.

His arms get tighter around you, he kisses your chest and replies: “Anything for the mommy”.

[milesmolasses]

pretty baby (e-42 miles x black! fem!reader)

— car rides with miles nvr fail to make u queazy

— ⚠️: light cursing, slightly suggestive, slight angst, kinda sensitive reader

"you are unbelievable, y'know that?"

sitting in the car scrunched up with your legs close to your chest, you turned your whole body away from the driver's seat, trying to avoid any and all contact with the driver. after what happened today, you didn't think you could ever face miles again, too embarrassed to talk to him the entire car ride.

"it wasn't even that big a deal baby, i'm sure nobody even cared like that," he chuckled. he thought it was childish how such small moments could affect your mood for such wildly long periods of time.

"I sucked the syrup off your fingers miles, in front of all your friends. i'm humiliated!" you cried, putting your hands over your face and bending down into your lap; anything to avoid eye contact with him.

looking back at the road with a smirk on his face, he said, "if it makes you feel better, I didn't mind it..-"

"MILES!" you whined as you snapped your head in his direction. "how could you say that to me right now?!"

"oh– ok i'm sorry baby, but that doesn't mean you have to act like this-!"

you rolled your head back as you groaned and covered your face with your hands again; he didn't get it. the way you were perceived was extremely important to you, especially in front of people who you deemed important. you didn't want your boyfriends' friends to perceive you as some sort of sex fiend.

"just drive miles. you don't get it."

furrowing his eyebrows, he turned the block and pulled into a mcdonalds parking lot near your house. "then make me understand, hm? why are you letting this stupid shit affect you?"

"oh my god miles just take me home, please I don't wanna talk about it–"

"no, see 'cause now you have my attention, what's the matter?" if there was one thing you knew about miles, it's that he won't let shit go, especially when it comes to you.

"miles, i swear to god if you don't drive me home i'm gonna get out this car and walk," you threatened. you could feel tears begin to form in your eyes and the burning feeling you get in your gut when you're about to cry. miles noticed your chest rising and falling, a telling sign you were about to cry; this only pushed him further.

"you not goin' nowhere. not until you talk to me, so here's what we gon' do; we will sit in this car and we won't move until you start talking," he said as brought his hand up to your face, wiping the tear that escaped your waterline before it could drip and ruin your makeup.

your face scrunched up at the small gesture and you pressed your lips in a tight line. suddenly the burning feeling burned even hotter, and the saliva in your mouth began to increase. more tears slipped from your eyes. in a soft yet pleading voice, you asked, "please, can I just go home?"

he furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at your state and it was then he could tell this was a real problem. "ay baby.. eres mi vida. talk to me," he cupped your face with both of his hands as they caught the tears falling. with your face smushed in his hands, he leaned in to give you a smooch, not caring if your lipgloss got all over him– he just wanted to see you smile for him.

"I don't want them to think badly of me miles.. they all looked at me funny and were cheering when I did it. I humiliated myself in front of them," you spilled, not wanting to keep it in anymore. and to be honest, it felt weird crying in your boyfriends' hands and not into your pillow alone in your room.

putting his forehead to yours, he said, "hey, look at me; you don't always have to worry about impressing everybody. everybody don't matter, you understand me? only me and you, ok? ion' wanna see you crying over some pinche pendejos who don't got they own girls and haven't matured since middle school."

you giggled softly as you sniffled your nose.

"there's that pretty smile," he mumbled as he gave a kiss to the top of your head.

"my pretty girl…”

you could feel your face get warmer after what he said, the indication, that big yet subtle word “my” sticking out to you like a sore thumb.

“what, you like that? like when I call you that mi vida?” you knew he would never let you live this down, and this would be one of your many nicknames he would use on you to get you flustered to his own advantage.

“shut up—”

“what, you don’t wanna be my pretty girl?” he inquired whilst leaning back to look at you, feigning disappointment.

“of course I do miles-”

“then lemme hear you say it chiquita— c’mon I wanna hear you say it,” he said sounding very suave. you grew weak in the knees whenever miles deepened his voice while speaking to you, and he definitely used this to his advantage. thank goodness you we’re sitting down because lord knows if you were standing, you wouldn’t be able to hold yourself together without bending over backwards for him.

your eyes wandered to anywhere else in the car, not wanting to see the look on miles face when you said what you were about to say, “i’m your pretty girl.”

“yeah, I know that’s right.”

– i wanna be his pretty girl so bad lol

[tteokdoroki]

imagine if your bestfriend katsuki was really babyfaced until he hit his 20’s. total late bloomer, aure he went through puberty but his body looked like it had never gotten out of the awkward teen boy phase look!

so, anyways maybe you travel back him for some family time, gone for maybe 3-4 months. Katsuki had already looked really mature, he just had some baby fat, and you teased him, because in your words he still looked like he did when he was 5.

now you’ve come back, and boy, has katsuki grown. you and the group go out on the town, and when you see katsuki he has grown in height, build, and his face is now chiseled. and you cant believe your eyes. the whole night you can’t stop staring, seeing your bestfriend in a new light.

(sorry if this makes no sense im running on a low brain battery lol!)

kissing your brain actually absolutely just smooching it ??

growing up with katsuki and he’s just the kid you guys picked on ever so slightly cause it was easy to get on his nerves — he’d just run home and cry. definitely a mamas boy LMAO !! but you’re both so cute, with gaps in your teeth and messy cheeks and your parents think you’re gonna end up together when you grow up. katsuki thinks that’s gross and you think he’s being mean n you push each other away like ewww grosss even though you were probably crushing on each other back then.

when you’re a little older katsuki is still baby faced and his mom always pinches his cheeks and calls him handsome and does that thing mom’s do where they lick their thumb and use it to wipe their kids face. PLEASE but katsuki is still so cute n hasn’t quite grown into himself yet :(( and when you start hitting 13/14 everyone is talking about the boys they like and who they wanna go to the movies with after school — he doesn’t think you’ll wanna go out with him because you’re best friends and he doesn’t look like the guys in your teen pop magazines or the boy groups you like.

stop he has like braces, he’s a little lanky and his voice is always cracking !!! awkward teen boy katsuki for the win!!! he probably stays like that all the way through high school n then you end up losing touch after graduation/starting college.

but then a few years down the line when you’re back from college your friends are begging you to come to a local bar to catch up — you ask if katsuki will be there and they won’t stop teasing you about it because you haven’t seen each other in ages !! laughing and pointing when he rolls in with your other guy friends, taller, thicker more buff. you’re practically drooling.

the katsuki you knew was shy, and small if he wanted to be but this katsuki is loud. he fills the whole room with his presence, he’s got a waistline that could kill and a jawline so sharp you could cut diamonds on it.

“didn’t your ma ever tell ya starin’ is rude?” bakugou mumbles when he’s close enough to order a drink and you literally melt in your spot — because when did his voice get so deep? basically running through your ears like melted chocolate.

“you’ve changed.” you quip.

“for the better, i hope?”

“yeah… you look good.”

“and so do you,” he comments back smoothly. “but don’cha worry, ‘m still your same old katsuki.”

and god, the way he smirks at you afterwards makes your thighs shake and your stomach do back flips, and you kinda hope your katsuki is a little bolder, a little different when you ask him.

“do you wanna get out of here, katsuki?”

your suspicions are confirmed when bakugou kicks back his shot and says.

“i thought you’d never ask.”

[anothermansjeans]

youtube reader doing spencer’s makeup for a video? mgg has super long lashes and i just need to put some mascara on them 😭😭 i’m loving youtube reader they’re dynamic with spencer is so fun

THANK YOU I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THIS IS NO JOKE

cw: spencer wearing makeup, spencer is basically reader's bitch (affectionate)

wc: 623

youtuber!reader masterlist

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“And you’re sure you wanna do this?”

“Of course. Why wouldn't I be?”

You swore you fell in love with Spencer even more every day. “Because some men have toxic masculinity and wouldn't let their girlfriends put makeup on them?”

“Well, those men don't have IQs as high as mine.”

You laughed and dabbed a blob of foundation on your hand, preparing to use the beauty sponge to blend it onto Spencer’s face. “Well thank God for that. I had to buy a whole new shade for you. Wouldn't want my money to go to waste.”

As you began blending, Spence flinched the tiniest bit at the cold substance. You were sure the camera was picking it up. He was a lot quieter than usual, and you had to comment on it. “Is everything okay?”

“Mhmm.”

“You're not talking… you're a certified yapper, Spence.”

“Hey!” Alas, his first words in five minutes were spoken.

“I’m not wrong,” your words were mumbled, but he heard them. “Sorry, sorry. Would you tell me why you’re not speaking, though?”

“I don't want to mess up your hard work.”

Again, you fell in love just a little bit more. “You won't mess anything up, Spencer.” You placed the sponge down and grabbed onto one of his hands. “Please talk as much as you want. The people are going to be here for you and your wisdom, babe.”

Even under the thin layer of foundation, you could see the hint of a blush appear on his cheeks. “Okay… did you know the word ‘cosmetic’ has a Greek origin, and was derived from the word ‘kosmos’, which means to adorn or arrange. The magazine, Cosmopolitan also has this same root.”

You smiled at the fact and continued with the routine. You got through the contour, blush, highlight, and eyeshadow, finally moving onto the mascara. “Okay, Spence, I’m going to put this wand near your eyelashes and I just need you to blink for me.” He did as he was told, and you couldn't keep your jealousy contained. “I'm so mad at you for your eyelashes.”

“What did they do?”

“They're so long!” You huffed and he chuckled. “It’s not fair. You do absolutely nothing to them and they're so beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“You're welcome,” you mumbled out your response, finishing up his other eye before putting the mascara down and digging through the lipstick options. “We should do a liquid lip.”

“Liquid lip?”

“Yep! It won't transfer once it dries.”

“Did you know that the first lipstick appeared in ancient Mesopotamia approximately 4,000 years ago when women decorated their lips with the dust that was made of precious gems?”

“Thank God they stopped using precious gems or I wouldn't be able to afford the tens of lipsticks I have,” you quickly looked up at him, giving him a smile before finding the perfect shade for him. “Here we go! Now, I need you to not talk when I do this.” He gave a nod and allowed you to put it on. “Give it a minute to dry.”

You fanned his lips, and once you deemed it appropriately dry, you smiled and grabbed his face with one of your hands, causing his lips to pucker. “All good! See?” You pushed your lips together, giving him a big smooch in front of the camera. When you released him, you turned your face to the camera, showing your lips before turning back to him. “It didn't transfer!” He could only nod, shocked from the sudden affection, and you laughed as you ran your fingers through his hair. “You really are a pretty boy.”

You shared a chuckle and finished up the video. You were so lucky to have your pretty boy.

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BONUS: some comments

@ user: i want a pretty boy :(

@ user1: what if i stole your man's eyelashes... then what?

@ user2: can he do a collab with the calm app? ma'am i would pay good money for that but you get it FOR FREE

@ user3: TELLING HIM TO START TALKING?? I LOVE YOU GUYS

@ user4: brb sleeping on the freeway tonight

@ user5: THE KISS?? THE KISS!!!

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[musings-ofthe-unamused]

Obey Me Headcanons

Topic: First Kisses

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Beel, Satan, Levi, Asmo, Belphie Warnings: Lucifer

Lucifer:

He’s pushy, we all know this

When he gets stressed, he turns to you as your stress reducer

But that gets tiring because all he does is rant, rant rant

You just can’t take it anymore

“Lucifer?” “Yes?” “Shut up.”

He gets offended at first

But then he gets curious 

What happens if he continues to press your buttons?

You grab him and kiss him, of course

If your lips are on his, he can’t complain

He now asks for a kiss instead to help him stay stress free

Mammon:

Most definitely shyly asks you for a kiss

Like it’s the cutest thing ever

He has this whole date planned of a movie and dinner

You think you guys are just hanging out like normal

But he’s acting weird

You guys make it back to the house and he grabs your hand to keep you from going in

“I had fun tonight.” “Uhhh me too?”

He just kinda pauses and then goes “Can I kiss you?”

He’s blushing and looking away with a tiny pout

You realize that you were on a date and suddenly your heart is poundind and you just silently nod

And then he kisses you and its so soft and sweet

Then he runs away

Levi:

Video game time!! Which means competitions

Which means making bets

If he wins, he gets to kiss you 

He said it was a joke, but we all know he was trying his hardest to win

Three rounds

At a game you completely suck at

He did this on purpose. 

You obviously lose

“I win! But..you don’t have to kiss me if you don’t want to! I mean, I don’t know why you’d wanna kiss a loser like me.”

“I want to.” “What?” “I want you to kiss me.”

Suddenly he gets so flustered and his face is all red

He starts stuttering but all you have to do is grab his hand

Levi looks at you and then

smooch

It’s quick and awkward but now he wants to have bets like this all the time

https://64.media.tumblr.com/c079a798fbcf72cb417bfe18e580cdd8/7c40ac6e565497ed-27/s540x810/0329251d21ab87bc7a724d78f92f136179bfa43c.gif

Satan:

I actually had already started writing a short story about this

You go to his room to study or read

You’re both chillin, not saying much just enjoying each other’s presence

You then want to show him something and he is close

He stares at you. You stare back

His eyes flick back and forth between your lips and your eyes

He leans in, his lips brushing against yours

When you don’t pull back, he goes in and kisses you

The both of you kinda get heated 

He finally pulls away for some air and rests his forehead against yours

“I’ve been waiting for that.”

Asmodeus:

With the way he’s so flirty, its a wonder how he didn’t make a move before

However, he’s kind of a romantic

He wants to have one of those cute movie kisses

Preferably in the rain

So he watches the weather, hoping, praying for some rain

And there is! 

He drags you outside despite your complaining

“Why are we standing in the rain” “So we can kiss!” 

You don’t know whether to be mad or kind of flattered that he wanted to kiss you in the rain

He goes all dramatic and dips you down, giving you a very wet kiss

He almost drops you as he squeals in happiness

“I did it! I finally did it!”

You hate him

Beelezebub:

Jesus he’s so damn CUTE

This is during a baking session for sure

Making some cookies for him the brothers

Things always get messy because he wants to eat everything every step of the way

You’re just finishing up the batter when he comes up behind you

“Can I have a taste?”

His deep voice scares you and you accidentally get batter on your face

You turn around and scowl at him

But…oh my god what is he doing?

“You have something on your face

He grabs your shoulders and brings you close. 

He licks the edge for your lips. 

“Tastes good,” He mumbles. “More.”

And then he kisses you

After it happens, you are red in the face and just bolt out of there

“What about the cookies?!”

Blephegor:

100% kisses you by accident

Its nap time which means you two are in his bed taking a nice long nap

While also hiding from Lucifer

You had woken up an hour ago, and saw that two have already passed

Belphie was still passed out cold

You tried moving, but instead was met with his arms wrapping around you

He let out a groan and a “Don’t go”

You can’t tell if he’s still asleep or not

“Belphie, I need to go pee. Let me go.”

He mumbles something and holds you tighter

You’re trying to pry yourself away from him when he starts kissing your neck. Then your jaw. Then your cheek

“More.”

And then he gives you a gentle kiss

You’re frozen as he opens his eyes then stares at you

“I just had the weirdest dream.”

“Yeah…”

[most-datable-datable-bracket]

ROUND 5 MATCH 4

Derek propaganda:

“Extreme hot take but Derek is the best OL1 love interest. He has the best and sweetest confession in the game. You play video games together. He seems reserved until you actually start dating and find out that he's actually just a gentleman who didn't want to be overly forward with someone he's not in a relationship with. He's a family man. You get to blatantly abuse your 'dating' privileges in front of his brothers. He's just so insanely sweet and caring and makes me wanna cry whenever I play his DLC.”

“- Impossible to dislike

- No, like, literally impossible. OL1 will allow you to be indifferent to it's two other LIs, Cove and Baxter but you actually can't pick that option for Derek. Game decided that You Will Be (at least) Friends With Derek

- This boy is so good!!!! He's a sweetheart and has your back in the best way and he's constantly doing his best to make sure the people around him (especially you) are happy

- This is also a complex flaw of his because he feels like he needs to be the best that he can be and to be worth something

- This both manifests in how he treats others (he's exceedingly well-mannered and does everything for others because he secretly hopes that someday someone will do the same for him) and his career prospects (he takes on excessive practice to get good at football/soccer so that he can potentially get a scholarship and become famous all so he can potenially feel like he's worth something. This is actually a major conflict in his Step 4)

- His DLC also has some of the best moments in the game

- He also has a family and they're also really good and you get to see a lot of them

- His dad is hilarious, his mom is gorgeous and their relationship is very cute

- Meanwhile, Derek's brothers are great. I wanna gush about them because I love them but also play Derek's DLC yourself!!! See how good they are for yourself!!!!

- I will say that these three have a really good relationship dynamic and the development it takes in the 10 years between when you first meet Jorge and Nico as little kids to Step 4 where they're adults (and a teenager, Nico is 16 in Step 4) is genuinely very well written

- If you're into the steamy stuff, Derek also has the best make-out session out of all of the boys

- He's also just. Very funny. This boy will invite you to a waterpark and then ask you if its a date so he knows whether or not it's ok to check you out in your swimsuit

- Or, if you aren't dating by that point (but you do want to to date him), the narration will note how he's trying so so hard not to check you out, he's just trying so so so hard

- Puppy dog face. Look at it. Tell me you can look at that face and not want to smooch him

- His confession is also the best, did I mention it's the best? Because it's absolutely the best one in the entire game

- He has a whole thing about having to confess to you on a ferris wheel and he's so committed to it that he actually avoided ferris wheels for a long time before this confession because he promised himself he'd do it the next time he went on one

- And then he went on one...and he literally doesn't confess when he does it because he lost track of time and he had to get off

- so he asks you to go on the ferris wheel with him again so he can actually confess this time

Just. Just vote for him!!!!”

“He's sweet, polite, and out-going and is always willing to put you first (sometimes too willing).”

“polite responsible jock u r NOT immune to this”

Asra propaganda:

“He GIVES AWAY HALF HIS HEART TO REVIVE YOU okay but like. He's the MCs roommate and they were together for a few years before the MC caught a plague and died and he obsesses over a way to bring them back before succeeding by making a deal with a god to trade half his heart for MC and betraying the emperor. And then when MC comes back but without any of their memories, he takes care of them and teaches them how to live all over again and he never asks for anything in return. On all the routes where you don't choose him he's really supportive and helps you out despite your history and overall he's just really nice and supportive of the MC and is their rock no matter what route you go down. Also he has a pet snake named Faust and I love her she's so <33 

Idk I just appreciate him so much”

"He gave you half his HEART!! He would literally go to hell and back for you!! He wants to take you on adventures all around the world—doesn’t matter where, as long as he’s by your side!! AND he’s nonbinary!!!"

[mtchee]

Birthday Week! - [Hinata Shoyo] GN

blurb:

A birthday week--a fun little traditon in your family that you decide to share with your sunshine of a boyfriend! Instead of just celebrating one day, the birthday celebrant gets a whole week of presents and pampering! It's perfect seeing how Shoyo's birthday is right around the corner! If only he didn't forget... oh well, even more of a surprise!

cw: timeskip AU, fluff, flirting, second-person-pov, shoyo being lovesick and burnt out but still a ball of energy, super special sickly sweet birthday kisses, worried [name], hopelessly in love, flirting, suggestive at the end

| masterlist | haikyuu collection |

[4.1k]

Boy, when you're with me, I'll give you a taste~ Make it like your birthday everyday! I know you like it sweet, So you can have your cake~ Give you something good to celebrate!

June 21, this Wednesday, was Hinata Shoyo's birthday.

"And today is... Tuesday the 13th," You mutter quietly, working things out in your head.

Eight days until your boyfriend's special day.

You smile to yourself, "I can do this."

"Baby! I'm hoooome!" Shoyo calls out, slipping off his shoes by the door, "baby?" he peers around curiously at no response.

"Sho!"

His face automatically brightens at the sound of your voice, immediately dropping his sports bag and anything else he was holding as his partner leaps into his arms, "I missed youuuu."

"I missed you tooooo!" He lowers you back onto the ground, peppering your face in an abundance of tickling kisses.

Despite his aching calves and sore shoulders, he smiles gleefully at the sight of his love, always happy to see you at the end of the day, "How was your work?"

"It was busy, as usual. But I think things are going to start slowing down now, thank god. How was training?"

"Tiring," Shoyo lets out an exaggerated sigh, eyes closed dramatically before he props one open again, "but I feel better now that I've seen you." He grins cheekily.

You roll your eyes, scoffing playfully, "You saw me this morning."

"But that was ages ago~" He whines, clinging onto you as you make your way into the kitchen, "I wanted to see you at lunch but Atsumu dragged us all out instead."

"I was working anyway," You laugh.

Shoyo pouts, "I just wanted to say hi..."

You can't help but shake your head fondly at his light hearted compaints, patting him on the arm.

"It's okay—you're here now, love. Now go pick up your bag and have a shower, I don't wanna be tripping over it later."

"Yes, Captain!" He does as he's told with a goofy grin, giving you one last kiss on the cheek before bounding away happily.

"Oh, Sho?" He obediently whips back around at your call, "is there anything you want to do this week? Or... anything you want in general?"

He blinks with wide eyes. A blank slate.

"Mmm, nope! Not really. Oh! I have been meaning to refurbish the soles on my training shoes though, I keep putting it off..."

"That's not--" You brush it off, "ah, nevermind. But... aren't you forgetting something?"

"Oh, right!" A spark ignite in you as Shoyo perks up, only for him to bounce over to you to give you a big smooch with a giggle, "thanks for preparing dinner, baby," before turning back around to do as earlier requested.

You watch him leave the room with a half-turned smile and hot cheeks, hearing him hum a little tune as he does so.

Your smiling eyes down turn ever so slightly when you notice him massaging the muscle of his right shoulder where his bag strap sat; no doubt already sore from his practice.

A soft but determined breath leaves your lips as you look back at the calendar hanging on the wall.

"Mission: birthday week, begins tomorrow!"

Day 1, Wednesday 14 - 7 days until Shoyo's birthday!

Shoyo groans, cracking a reluctant eye open at the sound of his alarm going off—four forty-five in the freaking morning. His coach wanted the team there by six-thirty, but someone complained about it (its too early for him to remember who) so it was changed to five instead. He was naturally an early riser, so usually he wouldn't have any complaints anyway, but recently things had been taking a toll on him.

He blinks tiredly as he turns off the noise maker, vision blurry as he pats the bedding beside him to feel for a certain someone. He frowns, only feeling the cold empty covers. "Mm, baby...?"

"Sho~" He perks up at the sound of his name, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He blinks slowly as his eyes clear up, revealing the smiling face of his beloved holding a tray of food, "good morning, sunshine." Your greeting results in a bright smile from him too.

He tilts his bedhead at you.

"What're you doing up so early? Did you get called in to work?" He subconsciously licks his lips at the sight of the breakfast tray. You giggle at his expression and place it in his lap, motioning for him to eat up.

"No, I just thought you should get a good meal in since you have to head in earlier today."

"Wow! This looks so good!" His eyes sparkle, tiredness disappearing in an instant, "you made all of this?"

You nod.

"Yeah, I've pack you lunch and some money in case you want to buy meat buns later as well," You smile as he eagerly picks up his utensils and begins to eat, "I know Bokuto likes to steal them off of you."

He swallows some of his food, "Mm, eat with me!" He frowns as you shake your head, and you holds back the urge to coo and squeeze at his cheeks when he pouts.

"No, thanks Sho," You giggle at his disgruntled features, "it's for you."

"But I wanna share it with you!" He scoops some rice onto his spoon with his chopsticks, adding a small piece of grilled salmon on top.

"Pleeeeaaaaase?"

His large honey-brown eyes tug a string in your heart, and you sigh in defeat. 'If that's what he wants...' You smile softly.

"Alright then." You snort as the tangerine lets out a shout of happiness ("YOSH!!") before opening your mouth for him to feed you.

You flush under his intense gaze, nodding your head and covering your mouth with your hand as you chew, "mm, it's gwood."

"I know," He beams proudly, "my partner made it for me." Shoyo's smile brightens at the sound of your laughter.

Day 2, Thursday 15 - 6 days until Shoyo's birthday!

Your shoes pitter patter along the polished floor of the corridor, a skip in your step as you turn a corner. Your features brighten at the sound of shoes squeaking and muffled shouts reverberating through the double doors ahead.

You eagerly pick up your pace.

Clutching the neatly wrapped bento box close, you quickly reach into your pocket and click on your phone. Checking the time, you nod to yourself with an affirmative 'hmph!' before reaching for the door.

A whistle is heard from behind the barrier, a muffled voice calling out, "Alright! Take a break. Back in an hour!"

"Hai!"

'Ah, so I'm right on time,' You rap your knuckles on the door, 'good job me!'

You push open the door.

"Ohayo!" Your greeting earns you many head turns, and your wave at the familiar faces that you see.

"Oya?" Bokuto spins around curiously before smiling, "Hey hey hey, [name]! Long time no see!"

"[name]-san." Sakusa greets briefly with a nod.

"Mm, mm!" Atsumu waves her over from the side, drinking from his water bottle.

"Eh? [name]?" Shoyo blinks, clutching a volleyball in his hands. He turns his head and visibly brightens at the sight of you; a wide smile spreads across his face and he drops the volleyball, letting bounce and roll on the ground as he dashes over, "baby!"

He almost tramples you in his excitement, giving you a sweet kiss before grabbing your hand and leading you over to the side bench.

"What are you doing here?" He asks before stiffening, "I-I mean, not that I don't appreciate it or anything—I'm actually really glad you're here, I didn't get to say goodbye to you properly this morning and—"

"Sho?" He keeps rambling, "Shoyo? Baby!" You finally get his attention again, hand placed on his cheek to hold him still.

A giddy feeling wells up inside you as Shoyo's eyes meet yours, a large blush covering his cheeks. "It's okay," you laugh, and he smiles back at you, "I came to bring you lunch."

The human tangerine glances down at the wrapped up bento box in your other hand, "What is it?"

You hand it to him, watching as he undoes the bow, the fabric falling back, and revealing the enclosed contents of the lunchbox through its transparent lid, "I made you your favourite."

The man's face lights up.

"Really!? Tamago gohan?! YES!" He bounces up happily, almost dropping the bento box, "Thanks, baby!"

"Anything for the rest of us?" Shoyo narrows his eyes as Bokuto bowls on over, slinging an arm around his partner's shoulders with a grin, "man, you're cooking is amazing!"

"Shrimpy here will share, right?" Atsumu smirks at the shorter male, ignoring the fact that he was silently blowing a fuse.

Noticing your boyfriend's eyes piercing the arm around your shoulders, you laugh and push it off, "Sorry guys, but my Shoyo comes first. I'll make something next time though."

You give him a hug to ease his angry pout.

"Aw, hell yeah!" The owl haired male fist pumps, high fiving Atsumu victoriously before jogging away.

You laugh at the sulking pout still adorning your Shoyo's face, "Don't worry, Sho. You don't have to share your lunch with anyone."

Day 3, Friday 16 - 5 days until Shoyo's birthday!

Fridays through to Sundays were rest days for the MSBY team; as athletes, they needed to train often, however, if they didn't rest they would risk heavy injury in the future.

Three days seemed a bit much for a few of them. But more often than not they either met up or did individual training to stay on track, wherein the remaining days they would take it easy.

This time, you suggested to Shoyo that you two do something fun for a day out, like go to the beach. Already excited before you even finished piping the idea to him, your boyfriend very readily agreed.

"Whaaa, this is so cool!" Shoyo exclaims, dropping everything under the beach umbrella. He hears you giggling behind him as you move around, laying out the towels and opening your bags.

"It is a nice day, isn't it?" You use your hand to shield your eyes from the ever burning sun, looking out towards the ocean. It wasn't too windy, but there a few good waves. Your loose cover up blows along with the breeze.

"It isn't too busy either--that's good!"

Shoyo nods along happily, ruffling his already fluffy hair as he eyes the shoreline, "Hey, do you think we could-" He lets out a noise of shock as he turns his head, spotting you slipping off your cover up to reveal your swim wear.

He swallows as a large blush races across his cheeks, eyes running up and down your form unabashedly "I-I, uh, um... b-baby..!"

'O..-Oh no..! I'm a... PERVERT..!"

"Have you seen the sunscreen?" You ask distractedly, dropping the cover up onto a towel as you search through one of the bags.

Shoyo snaps himself out of his stupor, smacking himself in the face with a gulp as he speedily reaches into the bag closest to him, pulling out said item in question.

"UM! I-I'VE GOT IT!" He clears his throat, "let.. let me help you..! Please?"

"Sure. Thanks, love." You smile at him, causing his brain to short circuit.

Turning around, you sit with your back towards your flustered boyfriend, who practically self combusts.

'WHAAAAAAAAAA I'M SO LUCKY!!' His inner self weeps with gratitude to the gods above.

Opening the cap, he gently applies the sunscreen to the open skin on your back, massaging gently.

His hands are slightly calloused, proof of all of his hard work, but it feels nice nonetheless. His face reddens when you let out a noise of contentment. His actions slow, but he continues to rub your back as his head leans down, heat radiating from him in embarrassment.

If you looked at him now you'd think he was already sunburnt.

He looks up shyly, admiring you while you remain oblivious to his fluster.

'My baby's so pretty...' He bites his lip bashfully, hands coming to a stop at your lower back. You straighten up slightly.

"Oh, are you done?" You move to turn around, "I can do yours if you want—"

"I CAN'T HANDLE IT!" Shoyo topples you over, pressing you down against the towel as he leans over you, arms either side of your head.

"Y-You're too gorgeous!" He almost seems to pout at that, face flushed red.

You blink up at him, cheeks growing warm, "S-Sho..?" He frowns, lips pursed--he looks like a kicked puppy.

"I don't..." He lowers his voice, almost mumbling, "I don't want anyone else to look at you..."

You smile up at him awkwardly in your own fluster.

"I'm only here for you, sunshine," You reassure, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him into a kiss. He trembles at your touch, embarrassment overwhelming him as he suddenly realises your position.

"W-Wait, baby...!"

Day 4, Saturday 17 - 4 days until Shoyo's birthday!

"It's too far!" You puff out, hands on your hips as you fight for your life, "when I said I'd help you train I didn't mean I'd actually do it with you."

"We've barely started," Shoyo grins, "come oooon! We can stop at the park on the way!"

"No, I love you, but I can't run, Sho."

He laughs, "What if we get ice cream later?"

You wave him off, "I can get that anyway."

"What if I carry you?"

"You can't carry me and run, Shoyo," You still heave for your precious air--never again will you take it for granted--fanning yourself. Your boyfriend raises an eyebrow.

"Is that a challenge?!" His eyes widen with a mischievous sheen.

"What? No, no. Sho—SHOYO!" You squeal when your plucked up and forced to shift onto his back for a piggyback ride.

"C'mon, baby! This'll be fun! Plus, I get to show you how strong I've gotten!"

...Admittedly, you do drool over the feel of his muscles at work.

Day 5, Sunday 18 - 3 days until Shoyo's birthday!

"Shoyo?" You look up at your boyfriend sleepily, only feeling his grip tighten on you. You shuffle closer to him under the bed covers, hearing him sigh peacefully at the feeling of you pressed against him.

"Are you—" You yawn, "—doing any training today?"

The orange haired male slowly blinks himself awake, glancing at the sunlight seeping through the cracks of their closed blinds.

"Mm, no..." He nuzzles into you, "I just wanna sleep in today..."

You smile softly, "Alright," you press your lips to his, the man humming in response, "rest well, sunshine."

He hugs you tighter.

"You're the best. I love youuu~."

"Mm, I love you too, Sho."

Day 6, Monday 19 - 2 days until Shoyo's birthday!

Another long day of training for the tangerine, and he couldn't wait to see his special someone when he got home. Even his teammates asked if he was doing alright, in which he responded he was fine, though his tender muscles and tired eyes said otherwise.

"Welcome home~" You greet him as soon as he opens the door, concern flickering in your eyes as you immediately notice his off demeanor.

"How are you feeling?"

He beams at you.

It wasn't fake, or an attempt to cover up his exhaustion—but simply his heart shining through.

Seeing you always gave him an extra boost.

"Everything's great! We had a practice match today, so I'm a little tired is all. How about you?" He sags into your touch with a contented sigh.

"I'm good, love. I just got started on dinner," You give him a quick peck on the lips, "how about you go take a bath—don't worry about helping me cook, I've got it handled.'

"Are you sure?" Shoyo makes his way into the bedroom, placing his sports bag by the end of the bed, "what about you? You're not gonna join me?"

You giggle at him, shaking your head, "No, Sho. But, uh, if you want," your face flushes with warmth and you dart your eyes away unsurely, "I... could give you a massage after dinner?"

You panic as Shoyo freezes and turns red, "I DON'T MEAN ANYTHING BY IT! J-JUST TO HELP YOU FEEL BETTER!"

A sigh escapes you, "I've noticed how sore you've been after practice recently, so... I though I might be able to help..?"

His eyes soften, and he places a light kiss on your forehead to ease your embarrassment, "Sure! I don't mind."

You smile at him, bouncing on your heel excitedly, "Great!" you slow, clearing her throat awkwardly, "I'll, uh... I-I'll go get dinner ready. Eheh."

Shoyo watches fondly as you scurries away, a loving curve to his lips.

Day 7, Tuesday 20 - 1 day until Shoyo's birthday!

The tangerine haired male huffs out a tired sigh, seating himself on the side bench while he takes a swig of water from his bottle. He didn't get to see you properly this morning since you seemed to be up and running from the crack of dawn.

You'd cooked him a quick breakfast in bed again, though you couldn't join him this time since you had a few errands to run. Selfishly, he wanted to grab you and sit you down next to him so you would get a meal in as well, but he knew he'd get in trouble by you if he did.

Although he almost had you by giving you his classic puppy eyes, but you managed to escape it.

This time.

Just barely.

He hums to himself in thought.

'Man, [name]'s been extra nice this week... I mean, they're always nice and do these things every now and then, but it feels like they've been SUUUUPERRR nice.' He smiles, face tinted pink, 'I'm so lucky~'

"Hey! Shrimpy!" He looks up to see Atsumu already back on the court after his water break, "come hit a few sets for me, will ya?"

"Alright!" Shoyo stands up, stretching his arms over his head and awing at the lack of soreness in his muscles, "whaa, that massage really worked, huh?" He mumbles under his breath.

About to step back onto the court, he stops whenhe hears his phone ping on the bench, "hm?"

A small smile rests on his lips at the contact name.

It was you. He unlocks his phone to read your message.

His smile widens. 'I really am lucky.'

Wednesday 21 - Shoyo's Birthday!

Aaaand another long day of training it was for Shoyo.

What was weird though was that some of his teammates were rather skittish during practice too—namely Bokuto and Atsumu. Bokuto was awfully giggly whereas the latter kept sending him cheeky looks--although Sakusa couldn't seem to care any less. He was a little agitated at the duos extra hype.

To make things even harder though, and with everyone eager to get home, they all made a bet in which the loser would stay behind to pack up all the volleyballs—they worked together to put the nets away, and the floors were mopped--but no one seemed to have the energy to gather all of the balls scattered around the gymnasium.

A bet which Shoyo unfortunately lost, and the others spared no pity and left him to lock up as well.

Upset that he would be home a little later than usual, he sent you a quick text about the change in time so you wouldn't worry.

So after another thirty minutes of cleanup (one of the balls got stuck between the bleachers) he finally locked up and left for home.

The whole day had been a bit... odd. It just felt like something was off.

Oh well.

"Baby?" Shoyo calls out from the door, "I'm hooome!"

He frowns at the lack of response, stomach dropping at the fact that all the lights were off as well.

Worry begins to boil in the pit of his stomach, "Baby?"

He drops his bag by the door, not bothering to slip off his shoes as he rushes into the darkness. He winces, hitting his thigh against the corner of (presumably) the kitchen counter before reaching the living room.

His eyes slowly adjust to the dark, and he begins to see figures moving about. He prepares himself to launch the decorative vase on his left.

"[name]!?"

He flicks on the light.

"SURPRISE!"

He jumps back as a chorus of voices hit his ears. He blinks at the sight in front of him; a large group of his friends scattered throughout the room, a large happy birthday banner dangling from one end of the ceiling to the other along with a series of streamers and balloons.

He spots a pile of gifts by one side of the couch, and a heap of snacks and drinks set atop the coffee table.

"Happy birthday, Sho!" Shoyo zones in on the figure in front of him, a smile of refrained excitement on they're face.

"Baby?"

"Hi," You grin at him, "you've been working yourself a lot lately, and you still make time for me even though you're tired after training. So, I though... why not surprise you for your birthday?"

You open your arms toward him.

Shoyo tears up, "Babyyyy...!" He bolts into your embrace, laughing gleefully alongside you when you stumble before catching your footing.

"That's what this week's been about?!" You laugh at his sudden realisation, "[name], you're so cool!"

"Aw," You giggle, "I'm glad, sunshine."

"Oi," You break away from your embrace, turning to see a familiar blueberry resembling friend, "happy birthday, stupid."

Kageyama greets, the smallest of smile on his face before he scoffs and rolls his eyes when Shoyo awes obnoxiously.

"Kageyama!" The tangerine launches himself towards said male, who tries (and fails) to dodge him.

"Get—Get off me, idiot!"

"And Nishinoya-senpai? Tanaka-senpai?" Shoyo beams at the sight of his old teammates, "Suga-san? Daichi-san!?" Everyone gives their own greeting and wishes him happy birthday, "Yamagichi? even Tsukishima!?"

"Don't think this means anything." The blonde huffs.

"I'm here because [name] asked. But happy birthday anyway, I guess."

"Be nice, Tsukki."

"Whatever, Yamaguchi."

Shoyo scans his eyes around the room once more, spotting old rivals and whatnot as well. He sees Kuroo and Kenma alongside Lev, Inouka and Yaku, and Akaashi, and Osamu and Suna, and Oikawa and Iwaizumi, and Aone—and the rest of the MSBY team.

So that's why they all scurried off so quick.

He shakes his head, laughing to himself.

Turning around, he notices you immersed in a conversation with Asahi, Kiyoko, and Yachi. There were people everywhere!

He grins to himself, all worries and stress on his shoulders suddenly lifting—and he feels fully energised for the first time in weeks.

"Bye!"

"Thanks for coming!"

"See you later, guys!"

"Oh yeah, happy birthday bro!"

"Man, that was fun..."

"Night everyone!"

"See you! Thanks everyone!" The couple wave goodbye to their last few visitors, reaching the end of the party.

"Ah, it was nice seeing everyone again, that's for sure." You breathe out, hands lax on your hips.

"Definitely," Shoyo nods.

He smiles at you gratefully, eyes crinkling, "I can't believe you did all that for me."

"I can't believe you forgot your own birthday," You giggle, playfully flicking his forehead, "I'm glad you had fun. I know you've had a hard time the past few weeks, so I wanted to help you feel better."

You squeal when he launches at you, peppering your face with kisses.

"You're so sweet!" He lets out a sudden gasp, "oh! I know! It's my birthday, right?"

Shoyo grins, a glint in his honey brown eyes when nod with an unknowing hum, "know what would make it even better...?"

You raise a bemused brow, shrugging, "I dunno, what?"

"If I could open my present."

You perk up, glancing over your shoulder at the pile of gifts by the couch, "Oh, that's right! Come, sit over here—"

Shoyo grips you by the waist, stopping you in your tracks.

"Eh?"

He's quick to spin back around to face him.

"No, baby, not those ones--" He beaming grin curls into something a little cheekier, ears tinted red as he gets a little handsy, feeling up your sides.

His eyes flick down past your face to your stomach, trailing up your torso and chest before settling on your lips. A hand slips past the hem of your shirt, and he slides a leg between yours as he starts backing you towards the couch.

"--this one."

Your breath hitches in your throat as his eyes dim.

Oh.

Your heart drops excitedly when his tongue traces over your lips, his touch growing a little less innocent with each heated kiss.

Oh.

[tonberry-yoda]

Hello Berry! Can we get smooches from Johnny Joestar and Gyro Zeppeli, please??💕😊

Love you!! Please stay hydrated

HECK YES YOU CAN!!! I hope you're well <3 Ilysm dude and I am so happy to get requests from you!!! Thanks for asking for my two fav cowboys as well omgggggg <3333

he is such babygirl omg

You laid on Johnny's chest and watched the stars. You never realized how gorgeous the desert really was. And how cold it got at night. Johnny held you close though and wrapped you in his blanket, so the freezing cold of the desert night didn't bother you too bad.

"Today was a long day, huh?" Johnny asked, pulling you closer.

"Yeah, a bit," you chuckled. "But thank god we're a team... kinda. It would really be bad if you weren't with me."

"Ah, you aren't giving yourself enough credit, y/n." He pressed a kiss onto your forehead. "You're super strong. I've never seen anyone fight like you can."

"You really mean that, Johnny?"

He nodded and cupped your cheeks, pressing kisses all over your face.

"Let's fight hard tomorrow, yeah?" He smiled.

You nodded and fell fast asleep in his arms.

"I bet I'm the best kisser in this entire race," Gyro told you, helping you over a river. "Dare I say... the world?"

"No way. There is no way that you're the best kisser in the world, Gyro."

"You wanna test that theory?" He helped you over the river and kept holding onto your hand.

You knew you were blushing and probably looked like an idiot, but you really didn't care.

"Do you?" He lowered his voice and brought his lips closer to yours until they were inches apart.

You pushed his face away and laughed. "Nice try, cowboy. No way."

"Hm. That's odd. I coulda sworn you were blushing back there."

"Listen, Gyro," you laughed, turning back towards him. "I just don't want to disappoint you."

"Disappoint me?" He scoffed. "And how would you do that, pumpkin?"

"Well, I think I might be the best kisser here."

Gyro gasped and lightly grabbed your wrist, pulling you forward. "Wanna test that theory?"

You nodded slightly as Gyro brought his lips to yours.

You didn't want to admit it, but he probably was the best kisser in the whole world.

~~~~~

if you want smoochies from your fav, my inbox is open!!

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[unknownarmageddon]

thinking about proximity boys getting into like. a fight with other survivors

like they get jumped one night, and are just having a good time, being all gay (they are kissing and smooching) and then a big ass rock comes flying out from fuck knows where and killer is suddenly staring at cross’s unconscious body, horrified at the spiderweb of cracks, a bloodied stone thudding onto the dirt and then a group of monsters, like 4 of them, come crashing out of the surrounding buildings

and killer snarls angrily, and grabs his bat and cross’s machete and he goes in swinging like a rabid animal, cursing at them, and just going apeshit, “you MOTHERFUCKERS.”

and like, they had taken out cross cuz he was the bigger one of the two, and deemed killer harmless, so imagine the shock when killer comes charging with murder in his eyes

and he like. comes at them and just stabs, slashing at them so angrily that he nearly decapitates one and he leaves the machete in the chest of the other and he whips around, and there’s the other two, trying to make a break for it, cross’s backpack slung over one of their shoulders

and killer just, forces them back, bashing one upside the head, tearing one of his knives out to drive it through the other’s eye

and the whole time, he’s just fucking terrified and not really aware of what he’s doing because all he can see is cross’s cracked skull and they took him away and it’s just this rapid spiral of snowballing grief and anger and he just screams at the very dead body and hits it harder

meanwhile cross comes to, a little concussed but perfectly fine, and he sits up, confused and dazed, and then it’s killer’s yelling and he scrambles to get up, and turns around to find killer stabbing some very dead monster in the face over and over

and cross stumbles over, panicking at the blood on killer’s body, and grabs him and killer starts thrashing and giving these watery, sad shouts, clawing blindly at this perceived attacker, but cross drags him off of the dusting monster and clings to him, “it’s me! it’s me, it’s okay, they’re gone-“ and killer just goes limp for a moment before just crying

and anyways the idea of killer thinking cross died, killing the attackers, and then just sobbing hysterically when cross is not in fact dead, i dunno. i dunno man

and i wanna think, this happens like, right after the distance arc, so im just. it’s still raw, all the hurt from that, and now this scare, the brief moment when he was certain he’d lost cross again, it just tore the barely healing wound wide open and killer just

anyways killer nursing cross back to health from a minor concussion and then being very very protective and clingy and in turn, cross makes sure to THOROUGHLY check their surroundings when they set up camp and weeping sobbing i keep just thinking about killer having nightmares about it and it’s like

it’s not the first time they’d been attacked or wound up in a fight; it was rare, but it wasn’t the first time, but like.

it was different this time

OUGHHH HOLY SHIT FUCK MAN

SO REAL ACTUALLY

I’m obsessed with that actually ough ough

Just the. Whole thing with the distance arc making killer that much more desperate and worried about losing cross. again too in a way HEAD IN HANDS

That whole scene gave me. Such a fucking vivid mental image ohhh my god dude augh augh

And the shear contrast between their reactions is tucking murdering me

OHH okay. Okay. Maybe killer even. After the first scare of Cross getting knocked out. Starts wandering away less. Like before he’s go off for hours or days doing his own thing in the city and like. Neither of them thought twice about it. And Killer generally had been fairly aloof the whole time up until then despite always coming back

But after that Killer starts doing it less and less. And starts leaving for shorter and shorter periods of time. And starts running ahead less, and. Ough man

cause he just. Is so fucking worried about what if he came back and Cross wasn’t there. And he couldn’t possibly bare that after the distance arc

so instead now he just clings to cross. Literally but mostly metaphorically. And cross notices but he doesn’t say anything. Cause he knows why he knows and in turn he clings to Killer

And just I feel like. They’re both reminded how fleeting everything really is

and maybe it’s not like that permanently like they’ll go back to some kind of normalcy but it’s not the same. Everything’s shifted and warped

Cause everything’s different now

[steelthroat]

For the fandom ask game (if you have time with the horrors of schoolwork):

9. Write a recommendation of someone else's fic you enjoyed!

14. Is there a character or ship you were so sure you would never write/draw but now you've changed your mind? (and if you fancy it, tell us how you'd write them...)

19. What's your favourite thing about [fandom] (the people in it, not the media you're all enjoying together)?

22. Give us a headcanon for Megatron, any continuity

Weirdly now we're in a static situation again... things change drastically day after day it's unreal��

9: okay ooof I'd recommend literally all the things I bookmarked but uh let's see:

We are the music makers by lord squiggletits

Moronic acid by chuzilllaa

Shockwave making waves by now anonymous

The lottery by Ladydragon76

Oh and the sequels of the lottery too. My GOD. I've read that work so many times aaaaaargh. Between these are just some of them, but I am 100% forgetting other equally great works by other writers. Ah so many, so so so so so many.

14: mh at first I was kind of hesitant about anything regarding Ironhide, because I didn't know him as a character and he didn't really appeal to me... so when I stumbled upon bayverse!ratchet/ironhide I was like "huh... okay. Tell me more?" And really these two are super great together????? Like not just in thw bayverse, as a whole they're *chef kiss*

Also I think I also stumbled upon Bayberse Optimus/Ironhide at some point and while I also was unsure about it... oh my god they are perfect. One of my favorite otp as of now!!

And uh yeah I want to write about them one day, I would go with some kind of bodyguard au, but like using some of the main tropes, like Ironhide is the "bodyguard" canonically sometimes so yeah it would work.

Also I like bayverse Ironhide and his warrior origins and culture, I wanna do something with it and use it.

So uh banter, fluff, fighting (and training) as a form of flirting, middle aged men that don't know how to communicate like normal people, maybe I will also do something with my third-gladiatorop-au. Depends. But I will let them smooch 100% (and when it happens you'll be the first to know✨️)

19: other than being full of great artists, and I mean AWESOME like guys come on please how how ajshfjgujggjt. And writers, like FUCK I've cried so many times because of y'all, I once got out of the bus at the wrong stop because of a fanfiction. This fandom is full of very creative people that come in infinite shapes and forms, like seriously even when writing simple smut some of you are genuinely mind blowing because you come up with things that are... CRAZY and in a good way! But absolutely crazy!!!!

So yeah this fandom is cool, there's... more than meets the eye to it ✨️

22: so like... I have many headcanons regarding him like:

His fighting style resembles a dance, a deadly and mesmerizing dance. Optimus (my headcanon) fights like a wounded animal but when facing him he follows the rhythm Megatron sets and "dances" with him. Very beautiful spectacle if you forget that one of them could die... or maybe it adds more charm to it.

He massages. Idk lol I have one work published and 3 wips in which he massages someone because they had stiff joints or smth. Maybe I have a kink idk. But like not just like that, it doesn't always lead to sex, it's just that I like him tending to someone else when the situation calls

It was Soundwave that taught him how to dance. (This is my Megatron/Soundwave propaganda)

He knows how to play chess, he likes the game, he is a great player, he will never admit it because it's made by humans

He knows how to make impressions and has a sense of humor, which can be unsettling since you can never know when he's being serious or he's fooling around.

Everyone but Optimus say he has the best poker face in the universe. He does, it's not his fault he can't keep his emotions in check when op is around....

[brookiidookiii]

oughhh jock! jock i love you jock. for the ask

Oh thank you for this. They’re my childhood OTP so I do have a lottttt to say. Sommeliershipping permanently doomed me to only enjoy rivals to lovers dynamics

1. What made you ship it?

First off they are constantly touching each others chests MY GOD. Not to mention how often they get up in each others faces holy shit.

That is ZOKE levels of closeness. Jesus

I think you have to be dumb to not see why people ship it. Also that whole “need to be dominated” scene with dawn, then jo shows up right after that and bosses him around. COME ON. Then the rest of that scene and how it played out. Him poking her chest and then she pushes him away in a way that’s like “oh I’ll show you who’s boss.” Squat thruster ‼️‼️‼️ (why did she do that) Plus she seems to have genuine respect for him which is really nice. She’s given him the most nicknames out of everyone too.

Also 2/5 of bricks confessionals are about jo. The other three times he’s just talking about himself. I thought that’d be fun to mention. Jo wants to feel good about herself and brick wants to be a fashion designer and he can make her cute clothes i think.

I am never going to let anyone ever forget about that “maybe brick and jo wanna kiss and make up?” line UGHHH. Even Chris low key shipped it. There’s just sooo much to them. Also comedy potential with lightning thinking Jo’s a gay twink the whole time and idk maybe there could be something with jock and lightning. I’m convinced at least a few animators shipped them.

Just WIWJWJEN there’s so so so much. She’s the only person who convinced him to go against his code. That man is devoted. And then when she pulled him out of that grave and there was music playing and they zoomed in on them holding hands.. I initially shipped them because when I was younger I was looking for fanart and came across a fake screenshot of them kissing and 9 year old me beloved it was real 🥲 you can imagine my disappointment when they didn’t end up smooching. In the finale they’re constantly next to each other too. There’s way too much going on between them, I also take Jo’s dream about letting a guy win because she found him ‘attractive’ as a jock crumb. + they have a good ship name.

That rock climbing scene where brick talks about his rock wall climbing badge or something and jo seems genuinely impressed for a moment, then he goes on and says how he dislocated his hip and jo is like “oh never mind he’s weird.” LMAOOO. Brick really wanted to show off there huh. They’re both so fucking stupid iwhwnsnens

Plus we know Jo’s type is dark hair and cleft chins. She really needs to kiss her rivals okay

2. What are your favorite things about this ship?

Basically everything I mentioned before. Bricks “need to be dominated” basically confirms that jo would be his type, what can I say. And he calls her ma’am, and is just generally very respectful even when she gets under his skin. I really really love how jo tries to get under his skin, it’s so fun. And brick is slowly losing his mind. Also he didn’t vote for her in ep7, he voted for lightning, and we know that because jo got her marshmallow first, meaning lightning got one vote from brick. That is soo. Yeah. He probably would feel bad if he voted for her. He probably didn’t vote for her in ep4 either.

And he breaks his code for her. Like, his entire thing is never leave a man behind, and jo convinces him to leave everyone behind. And that causes his first elimination but MANNNNN…. He really really respects her. And I really like women who bully their boyfriends, it’s so fun. There’s probably so much more that I could say about them that I forgot to add.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

When people write their platonic dynamic in fanfics is always so. Meh. They treat it like she just harasses him but he views her as an equal, and she sees him as a competitor she can actually have banter with. Also please stop calling them mlm/wlw solidarity. I’m not saying that because I ship them but because she has made it her life goal to make his as miserable as possible. HOSTILITY.

I’ll make my own analysis on their rivalry, not to be shippy but so people just understand how they interact because a lot of people don’t get it.

Jock is very very special to me. The only way I can enjoy m/f ships is if they’re fighting 24/7. It’s awesome. Plus he’s also the only man I can ship with Jo tbh. Other m/f Jo ships make me like ehhhhh I dunno

[tteokdoroki]

being shy w/ deku under the mistletoe im abt 2 eat cardboard {🦭}

deku is one slick motherfucker !! don’t touch me !!!! mdni.

“what? don’t you wanna kiss me?”

a boyish grin spreads slowly across the number one’s lips as he corners you underneath the mistletoe. the agency party doesn’t stop buzzing around you, no one sparing you or deku a glance while you remain trapped by his arm against the wall and his beefy figure towering over you.

you blink up at him and then to the mistletoe dangling above your heads, with bambi eyes that glisten underneath the twinkling christmas lights— unknowingly making the man weak in his knees. you’re so fucking cute, so shy whenever you’re around him and deku would be a liar if he said your nervous little squeaks didn’t hold some sort of power over him.

“i-i…um,” you stutter, praying to the gods that you don’t pass out because how is it even possible that izuku looks this good. his cherry lips caught between pearly white teeth, hooded green eyes that darken with smoke from the forest fire of affection when he looks at you. his hair curls perfectly over stardusted, honeyed freckles that decorate his cheeks and you swear you’re already seeing the pearly gates when deku smiles at you again. “i-it’s not that i don’t want to…it’s just that, y-you’re my boss?” your shoulders flinch as if you’re questioning your own words. “is that even allowed?”

leaning down, deku cocks his head to the side— pressing you further against the wall. “tell you what, let’s play pretend angel,” he coos condescendingly, reaching up to brush a knuckle over the softness of your cheeks. “just for tonight, we’ll pretend i’m not your boss. and you can kiss me, if you’d like, yeah? how’s that sound?”

of course you want to kiss him, eyes flittering between his gaze and his lips— and before you know it, you’re nodding your head with enthusiasm, letting deku lace his fingers with yours. “y-yeah…okay,” you whisper, free hand settling on the broad middle of his well-built chest. “okay.” repeating the word once more to give yourself some confidence, you stand on your tip toes to press your lips against the number one’s— feeling him instantly melt into the gentle kiss. he’s warm, tastes like the peppermint hot chocolate they serving and waves of dopamine crash over your brain because you’re finally kissing the man of your dreams.

you should probably stop to breathe, pull away before your lungs combust but tasting deku is addictive, your smaller-than-his hands cascading from his chest to his biceps to the baby hairs curling at the back of his neck— tugging the large pro hero closer impossibly closer to you. he hikes your thigh up high on his slender waist, licking at the candy cane flavoured gloss on your lips as if to beg you for entrance. both of you seemingly have forgotten the traditional peck you’re supposed to give each other under the mistletoe.

his tongue presses into the heat of your mouth— your body putty between his calloused fingers as deku’s forest flame consume you whole and you both forget the little Christmas party you’re at. when the need for oxygen becomes too much to bare, the number one hero pinches your waist, pecking your lips once or twice more to lick at the trail of saliva connecting you both. “izuku…” you breathe, head falling back against the wall as you let the hero nose at the side of your face and neck.

“yeah, angel?” he places sloppy smooches along the column of your throat, burning up at the way you say his name.

“this…are we still playing pretend?”

the corners of izuku’s lips twitch up into a soft smirk, pulling your hips to meet his and leaning up from your neck until you’re a breath’s width apart. “oh angel,” he says warmly, brushing the swell of his lips over yours. “this was never pretend for me, can’t you feel how much i want you?” you squeak as he gently grinds his now obvious erection into your soft tummy, suddenly hyper aware of how close you are to pro hero deku.

“if anything,” izuku hums right into your ear next, tugging on your earlobe. “you’re number one on my christmas list this year, and getting you under the mistletoe was just the start.”

[clovenhoofedjester]

so i find the whole "i hope barney is straight and marries a woman" thing really funny because i. Literally. gave him a girlfriend coincidentally just as those posts were popping up

this is my version of lauren. barneys (mostly steady) goth girlfriend. yap session and a no filter version of the art under the cut look at her face details boy

lauren is a bi nb woman. modern day she wouldve identified as a bi lesbian

barney is a bi trans man who uses the term transsexual but he feels very connected to womanhood/sapphic experiences becaauuusseee

he and lauren started dating in early highschool before barney transitioned. they became official after his egg cracked but they were already smooching a lot before that. in his eyes he wasnt always a man and their experimentation was still sapphic to him up until he realized Oh God oh fuck I'm a guy

she helped him pick out his name

she is the only person allowed to call him by feminine terms/pet names because hes stealth. he finds it hot

[lauren w/ barney sitting in her lap] so where do you wanna go for dinner babygirl

[barneys head going completely blank] wgat

she takes him to raves all the time (hence the drawing) and he lowkey hated it at first because he would listen to like exclusively country, 70s classics and oldies but he tolerated it for his woman and now he kind of loves goth music and edm. she still doesnt like when he plays his tom jones cd over. and over. and over. but itsok. she loives him

she was pursuing a bachelor of science in computer science and a minor degree in electrical engineering when barney got the job at black mesa

the most hilarious thing about them and their relationship is that barney keeps fucking fumbling her. theyve broken up multiple times (half of those breakups were from highschool, but still) and all of barneys security guard buddies beat him up over it constantly

"jesus christ i miss her" "werent you the one to break it off this time, cal"

theyre mostly healthy asides from that though. a lot of it was understandable arguments and needing breaks because they are like This Close 🤞

i think barney started crushing on gordon while he wasnt dating lauren because the glasses/stem girly qualities made some wires cross in his brain

she said she was cool w him seeing other people during their break and was open to the idea of polyamory (based lauren she does read leftist theory) but he was still like. Oh my god im3cheating on her with a rattailed nerd im going to hell

the note about him getting her flowers was going to be a gift for her when he decided he was ready to go back to her ☹

but do not fret she survived the initial invasion and everything

[otakugurl-11037]

Who Let Vampires Run Rock n' Roll?! Part 2!

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Trying this again because there's a dumb 4096 word limit. There's gonna be blood and biting. Plenty of intimacy too.

Part One.

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A little under 1,000 words.

It's Mai, not Mia. No matter how many times I misspelled it. 😭

Happy reading!

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I ran out of the venue as soon as the concert was over, avoiding any enthusiastic yet envious crowd members who were oh-so-enthralled by the little performance I put on with the band’s lead. 

I hid behind a wall that’s part of the labyrinth they call a parking lot.

He BIT me!! In front of all those people! Why?!

The heat in my face escalated as I envisioned that scene. And those little glances and winks he would sneak at me afterward. And him holding me…

I shake my head and slap my cheeks twice. 

No, I gotta stay calm. Stay calm and find my car so that I can get outta here…

Following the faded-out signs that lead to the higher floors, I feel as though my legs might collapse before I even make it to the car. Exhaustion weighed on me as if it was a truck tire on my shoulders. 

My desire to go home and sleep was much stronger than my desire to lay down on a concrete ground to rest(and possibly get run over). I continued to walk until I finally found my car. I unlocked it and went inside, closing the door behind with a thud that echoed throughout the whole place.

I attach my Alistair keychain to my keys, turn on the car, and drive out of the parking lot. 

My bed and I shall be reunited like lost lovers.

•••

A melody plays from afar, waking me up. The sunlight hitting my face tells me that I should’ve been awake a long time ago. I get out of bed with a slouch as I rub my eyes, not fully alert just yet. 

I walk over to my dresser, correcting a fallen shirt strap before grabbing my phone. Mai’s photo lights up as the song plays.

She’s calling me now? She never calls me this early…

I answer the call.

“Hello,” I say in a groggy voice before being interrupted.

“AAAHH OH MY GOD, GIRLIE!! OH MY GOD,” she screamed, brutally murdering my sleepiness.

“Whoa, whoa, calm down, I just woke up,” I said. “What’s going on?”

“What’s going on? WHAT’S GOING ON??? How can you have that happen to you and NOT remember?!”

Oh.

“Well, about that,” I start.

“HE KISSED YOU,” Mai cut me off again, overly excited for me. “See, I TOLD he would! I’m so happy for you, girlie! Happy and jealous, like-AAH, you’re so lucky! I would kill to get that!”

“Wait, wait, wait,” I said again, curbing her enthusiasm. “How’d you know that? I didn’t send you that video last night.”

Also, he did NOT kiss me. Most kisses don’t involve a direct chomp to the throat.

“Somebody recorded it and posted it online,” Mai responded in a calmer tone. “When I woke up, it was in my recommended and I had to see it for myself.”

“Oh my God…”

I move the phone away, placing my face in the sanctuary of the palm of my hand. I bring it back, with an idea in mind.

“Could you please send it to me,” I ask. “There’s something I wanna see again.”

Mai giggled on the other line.

“Sure!”

‘“Mai(Bestie ❤ ️ ❤ ️) has sent ‘1’ attachment.”’

I clicked on the notification to see the video-- “Lucien Kissed a Girl and He Liked It!!”

Oh brother…

I look at the current view count- 100k views?! I thought Crimson Nocturne was a small band. 

“I’m going to watch the video, I’ll call you back, Mai.”

“Okay,” Mai said. “But you better tell me how the concert was later!”

“I will, see you later!”

“See you!”

She hung up, and with that, I tapped on the video to play it.

The video started with Lucien screaming while the band played. Of course, I’m there in his arms, looking a little shy. 

Soon, they went to the breakdown when Lucien whispered to me. 

I nodded like the fool I was and then…

Smooch?!

Instead of the bite, it showed him kissing me directly on the lips and the crowd going crazy. 

What?

I slow down the video to 0.25x to take another look at it. I refuse to believe that he committed such an act.

Even when it was slowed down, I couldn’t hide from the un-truth. His lips just slowly met mine. 

It’s too good-looking to have been edited in. It’s too natural to have been slapped on with artificial intelligence…but how?

How did they fake a kiss?!

I looked into the comment section to see if anybody else remembered it differently.

“omg i’m so jealous 😭it should’ve been meee”

“We got Lucien making out with a girl before a certain sixth installment of a popular game.”

“Ooh Lysander was gawking at them!!”

The rest of the comments were of similar caliber except for one, which has been severely disliked.

“There’s no way this was a kiss. This whole band is weird and we should take action by looking into them further.”

It’s different…but there’s no real proof that they saw the bite. 

Did I somehow hallucinate the bite? Was the piercing of his fangs as they entered my throat just a figment of my imagination? Maybe the sound of my blood, my life source, being swallowed by him was just the wind? 

It can’t be. Yet at the same time, it seems like the most plausible thing to believe in. 

I mean, people would call me crazy if I said otherwise. 

I will post part three RIGHT after this is posted! Gaah!