#I LOVE HIM SM AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

[tokogung19]

GAWWWWWWW I LOVE TIM!!!!! *rolling in circle*

[beauisoffline]

Since you did Innes, do you have any headcannons for his other half?

ah yes innes and his work husband (his boyfriend) muir

Muir is a huge fan of pranks. He once pranked Innes after putting a fake spider on his bed.

Muir wears hello kitty socks that his neice gifted him.

If he was still alive, he'd know every Britney Spears song by heart.

Muir is around 45 during the events of swtd

Muir got infected when the Flesh suddenly branched out from the Derrick as he and Innes went to see what was happening with the drill.

My idea for the infected is that they still think their human as they wander, not knowing they had become fleshy, murderous puppets to the Flesh. Hence the reason Muir was calling out for innes- and calling the rest of his now murdered crewmates "liars" and mad for "not helping him." .

He always grabs the wrong helmet no matter what. He never has his actual helmet.

Muir loves Christmas. Not as much as Dobbie or Gibbo- but enough to decorate his whole cabin with lights and plushies galore

as said before in another hc post I made, He loves the beach, and serching for shells and hermit crabs. Following that, Muri has a pet hermit crab back on the mainland he calls Clawrence.

[indigofairbourne]

“ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE” RANT

Okay. So I know for a FACT that y’all be thirsting over Milo, Vinny, etc. But what about this FINE specimen of a man?

THATS RIGHT! I’m talking about…

DR. JOSHUA STRONGBEAR SWEET!!

HES SOOOOO FINE OMG

I swear to ALL THAT IS HOLY, WHERE ARE ALL THE SIMPING WRITERS?! I need to information but I CANNOT WRITE.

I CANNOT be the only one whose heart STOPPED when I saw him. OMG AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!

[pup-pee]

my father telling me how scared he was when i ran away from the house but i cant express how scared i was 2 b in the house

hey, whats up w/that?

[cquackity]

THES!!! Casino in a festive fit for your holiday gift!!!

<3333333

[ickymiu]

I love Snufkin :)

Idk he is such a nice ass character

I'm gonna make this daily

[ace-dodo]

EATING THESE RN

here are some hobie doodles I did a few weeks ago because the maxley fluff and zombie hobie are taking a long time lol

[vidalinav]

AAAAAAAAAA STUDIED SNIPPET (I love your writing sm 😭)

Sure! However, this is Christmas themed.

~

“You like her,” Feyre notes softly.

“What?” Cassian questions as her words slur together, blending into the background of small-town voices and the hum of familiarity. He’s too busy staring at Nesta anyway to attend to what she says. Nesta looks at wooden Christmas ornaments from across the stands, and her hair floats down her back when it’s usually in braids and she is the embodiment of the word home.

He knows that to be truer than any fact he’s memorized or any papers he’s read just to impress Nesta with his knowledge of the human genome. And as he watches her stare at the ornaments, Cassian wonders if he should not buy one himself to commemorate the fact that he is here with her, if only for a four-hour ride back to her family home.

Nesta takes great care to mind her own personal space, Cassian finds in his analysis. She moves away quickly if others move too close to her. She lightly touches the star-shaped wood and moves off to the side, out of people’s way. It’s a wonder to see someone as beautiful as her, someone more arrogant than he’s ever known her to be shy, someone so opinionated and assertive and confident… trying so hard to remain unseen.

How could she really think she’d go unnoticed?

Nesta’s a star made only for the very tops of trees.

“That’s it!” Cassian startles as Feyre claps at his side. “I’m going to have to help. This isn’t a mission for the truly novice.”

“Novice?”

But Feyre continues, a spark of determination in her eyes. “You can be a hopeless romantic, fine. But you can’t be so hopeless, you never make it to the romantic.”

Cassian doesn’t bother mentioning the fact that he thinks he’s been doing pretty well with her sister so far, regardless of the fact that she walks away from him every time he joins a booth she’s at. Two kisses does not make a novice.

Does he want to brag? Yes. Will he brag? No.

“Nesta loves gas stations, you know,” Feyre lists. “She probably wouldn’t want you to know that, but I’m telling you this for a reason so you can have a leg up. You’re going to need help getting through to her. She loves gas stations, the big ones, and visiting new grocery stores. Books. Tea. Romance—don’t let her convince you that she doesn’t want to be romanced.”

Feyre points at him, giving out commands. She looks at him as if he should have been taking notes. She raises a finger as if to say wait and she unzips her backpack as if to hand him a pad of paper and a pen. Jot this down.

“Nesta hates vulnerability so you’re going to have to be deceptive. Don’t go and ruin things by being honest. Coercion is the only way you’ll survive.”

Cassian’s beginning to see the family resemblance. Still, something about talking with Feyre, feels like talking to family.

"You know she talks about you all the time," Cassian says even though that's not true in the slightest. He's only ever heard Feyre mentioned once.

But Feyre knows her sister all too well. "That's cute. You've already got the lying thing down, but don't you worry. Nesta likes keeping the things that mean the most to her, closest to her heart... as deep, down there as it is."

She twirls a ribbon in her hands, gift wrap in her arms. A walking present and just as bright. "That's why it's no surprise you were a secret, too."

[bee-ina-boat]

HI FRIENDS!!!! so i got into cult of the lamb around january and in that time i have worked on a bunch of art and only JUST finished this MONSTER of a project. its taken alot of time because of how slow i am, plus life stuff and other art projects aswell- but MAN IM JUST EXCITED TO FINALLY POST THIS LOL!!! :D!!!!!

so this is my concept art for my lamb characters! i have like 6 different aus already and a few of em has their own version of the lamb and i love them sm- heres some background info on em if ur curious!

Lambert - the Sacred Lamb - genderqueer, they/them - demiro/demisexual - Valais blacknose sheep - weapon of choice: sword based off of my interpretation of the canon lamb and their story! silly, merciful, kind to their flock, but also a tad fucked up. silly lil guy!! silly lil goober! i love them! :D!!! they also have the "vessel and god to enemies to friends to lovers" pipeline with narinder, and lemme tell you when i finally get to drawing art for them its OVER for yall

Sherpa - The Zealot - agender, they/them - demiro/ace - Scottish blackface sheep - weapon of choice: dagger the idea of them was: "what if the lamb had a very unhealthy obsession with religion and their god and was so incredibly fucked up about it" and thats how sherp was born baybeyyyyyyy their story includes alot of dark religious themes and it gets really sad and messed up. their relationship with narinder is reallllll toxic. at first at least. kinda. idk their au has 2 endings and in one it gets better and in the other it gets. alooot worse lol. we love that for them <3

Laramie - The Black Sheep - pengender, they/he/she - pansexual/panromantic/polyamorous - Shetland sheep - weapon of choice: axe so basically. they were inspired by the term black sheep. theyre a lil failure who cant do anything right, has horrible self esteem, and cannot handle being the "prophetic lamb" at all. they die all the time, and many followers ended up losing faith in her early on, its a mess lmao him and narinder dont actually have anything romantic going on, their relationship in this au is moreso a mentor and student type thing. also laramie has a huge polycule by the time narinder is freed. and she also gets downbad for heket when she shows up dfjljhdsfsdfgb

im so excited to do art for the au's i have aaaaaaaaaa, but rn im finishing up some bishop art!!! so look forward to that!!

anyway closeups are under the cut :D!!!

[inferencesarchives]

hi!!! i was reading your cookie run fics and i LOVE THEM SM!!! especially capsaicin- hes such a sweet boy 🥺love him to pieces

but,

may i request a dark cacao x gn reader who finds it hard to be serious, and is really bubbly? like they might be at a meeting or something and reader just cannot keep up their serious facade!

thank you and have a great day :D

Bubbly!Reader Headcanons

dark cacao cookie x gn reader

summary: how dark cacao acts with a happy & bubbly s/o (i wanted to make a scenario w/ this but my brain couldn't think of anything good :,)) i hope it's ok and i hope u still enjoy it anon ilysm ty for requesting)

warnings: physical touch, maybe ooc(?) (he is very very soft for u), i think that's all but lmk if i missed any

confused by your constantly happy personality at first, but eventually got used to it and warmed up to you. now, your joyfulness is like a calming remedy for him whenever he's stressed.

thinks it's adorable whenever he sees you trying your hardest to look serious; thinks you always look so cute whenever you do.

^^^ likes to playfully tease you about this afterwards. likes seeing your flustered expression.

he always feels at peace whenever he's around you. your warm and happy demeanor always manages to bring a soft smile to his face.

loves it when you hug him. your touch is warmer than anything else he's ever encountered, and the butterflies in his stomach go crazy whenever you hold him.

likes hearing your voice. he could listen to you for hours on end, so he loves it whenever you indulge him in one of your long talks about anything that you find interesting.

likes spending time with you. your very existence makes him happy, so any time he spends with you and your warm, bubbly nature is time he treasures.

overall very soft around you and loves your personality. you always seem to make him smile, and he's always glad to have you around <33

a/n: he,,,, he is so,,,,,,,,,, anyways um i was gonna set up the event but then 3 requests got sent in overnight so once i finish those then the fun event will come so look out for that yAY,,,,,,, also tysm for showing ur support anon it genuinely means so much to me aaaaa pls request some more stuff if u want ur so nice aaaaaaaaaa would love to have u as a named anon in the aquarium but also if u dont want to that's fine too im just so happy that someone likes my works that much AAAAAAAAA TY <3333333333333333

thanks for stopping by!

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[siilvan]

this is so cute i’m kshdodwhwkdj god it’s so canon

Beach Walk

Pairing : Kyle “Gaz” Garrick x F!reader

Summary: You can plan all you want, but half of the time they will never work out. Sequel to Under the lemon tree  and On a date

Part of the Memory in a Fragrance series

Warning : T-M rating. Fluff.

Series masterlist

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Kyle Garrick is a planner. AND Kyle GAZ Garrick is a METICULOUS planner. 

This is why he is the best of the best. The record holder. Being mentored by the legendary Captain Johnathan Price. 

But his experiences and planning never prepared him for this question.

“... What is that bulge in your pants Kyle?”

Shit.

“You want to propose to her?” Price cocked an eyebrow, surprise evident on his face. 

Gaz nodded his head, shyly. “I thought it’s about time..” Looking down at his cup of tea. “I just want a bit of an opinion on how you guys did it..”

“Well, that I can give you a bit of advice on. First you need to get a ring…” “Soap. You blurted your proposal out of the blue. You didn’t even have a ring picked out. You didn’t even plan for anything.” Simon interjected. 

Soap shot Simon a look. “But it still got the job done, right?” 

“Can’t argue with that.” Simon grumbled. 

“Yours isn’t that much better.” Soap countered. “All you did was slam the ring box on the table and asked my sister to marry you.”

“Got the job done, right?” Throwing Soap’s argument right back at him, Simon smirked. 

Shaking his head, not getting any help from his two teammates, he turned towards his captain. 

Before he could open his mouth and ask, he heard a voice chiming in. 

“Don’t bother asking him. He wasn’t any better than Sergeant Soap.”  Chameleon laughed, moving from the door towards Price’s desk, she put his cup of tea down onto his desk. 

“Thanks love.” Price grumbled, “At least I had a ring picked out.” 

“That you did.” She leaned down and gave her husband a kiss on the head before turning back to Gaz. 

“Last I heard she had been wanting to go to the beach.” she hinted. “She always says you do the best picnic dates. So,” pointing to Gaz, “don’t screw this up.”

Your eyes brightened up when Gaz suggested a weekend getaway and picnic by the seaside. 

“I haven’t been to the beach in a few years!” you smiled, “We used to spend a few days there, after the mountain camping trip, where I met you.” you noted shyly. “But I haven't been there much since I moved away from home to study, and started working.. OH I am so excited!”

And now his plan has fallen apart. Running through plan A to Z. Nothing in those scenarios helps to answer the question you just asked him.

“Um.” He flustered. Think of something Kyle. THINK. “Just rubbish I found on the beach.” 

Pointing towards the bin a few metres away, “The rubbish bin is over there.” 

“Uh, it’s recyclable. Don’t want to throw it into general waste.” You pointed towards the bin right beside it, “Recycle bin is over there.” 

Fuck. That didn’t work. “ uh, It was an interesting shape of rubbish, I want to take it home and put it on my shelf.” He knew it was a bad idea to keep the ring box in his pants. But he didn’t want to leave it in the car or in the picnic basket where you can accidentally spot it or some random stranger or possible thieves to steal it. So the best option? Keeping it in his pocket while the two of you stroll down the beach.

“Kyle, you need to tidy up your study, you have too many things that you need to put away in there!!” you quipped.  “Come on, show me what it is. I want to see how interesting it is..” your hand reaches for his pocket, ready to take out the box he is hiding in there.

‘No. Nonono. No. Um. NO.” he grabbed your hand with a fast reflex, stopping you before you could reach it. 

“Kyle Garrick, what are you hiding from me?” your lips turn down into a frown. “You've been acting all strange for the last few weeks after you suggested the trip.” looking down at the ground, you started to kick sand around,“ you didn’t want to go swim in the sea, or even go near the water.” you looked back up into his eyes, eyes glittering with tears, “did you change your mind? Something is bothering you?” Did you change your mind about us? The hidden undertone and disappointment is evident within your voice.

His mouth went dry with the strong salty sea breeze blowing past, carrying a whiff of your citrus perfume that you love so much and the slight coconut scent sunscreen you insisted on applying.

“Don’t think you are in the UK and you won’t get sunburnt.” You chidded and started blabbering about facts on skin cancer etc as you smear on layers and layers of sunscreen onto his body. 

Now that sunscreen is making his hand sticky and slippery as he sweats with nervousness. Making him look more guilty. He couldn’t really explain to you he was scared to go into water before so his pants wouldn’t get wet and make the ring box more evident, or in that slim possible chance that the ring get washed away and disappear into the sea???

Taking a big gulp, he whispered,“Well, technically I am hiding something from you..” 

You look like you were about to burst into tears, he hastily kneeled down on one knee.

Plans be damned. For once in his life he will just wing it. 

“I.. I had all these things planned out.” he took a deep breath as he launch into his impromptu speech, “step by step, down to the tiniest details.” he did a nervous chuckle as you clench his hand tight, “ But, like the previous two times, you came crashing into my life,throwing me off unexpectedly,  giving me surprises after surprises.” he can feel himself trembling as he takes out the box from the pocket, where he has been hiding the ring.

“My darling, my first and only love. The beautiful girl with innocent eyes and the sweetest temper who had captured my heart.” You gasped out loud as you realise what is he about to do.

“I have been in love with you since the first time we ever met as a child. Right under that lemon tree.” his voice wavering, trying hard not to break down with high emotion.

“You have always been in the back of my mind. All those years. And I am so glad fate gave us another chance. Finding each other again. Although I failed to recognise you at first at our second meeting,” letting out a small chuckle.

“Can I be that lucky person, to spend the rest of my life with you? To be that person you see when you open your eyes first thing in the morning, and for you to give me goodnight kisses before I go to sleep at night, to remind me how fortunate and thankful that I have you. My forever love."

You couldn’t even let out a coherent response, just nodding your head furiously as you throw yourself at Kyle, arms around him tight as you start to cry, with happiness.

Both of you sank down into the sandy beach, with Gaz in relief everything worked out at the end, and with you finally find out why he is acting all weird for weeks.

And all of sudden both of you hear people clapping and whistling, shouting out congratulating words.

You buried your face into his neck, in embarrassment. 

“Oh gosh…”

“Oh dear.. Didn’t expect to have audiences gathering…” Gaz chuckled nervously. “Sorry, that was not part of my plan either..”

You let out a little sobbing laugh, “Always a planner.” ‘

“I sure am. But it didn't quite work out this time round.” pulling away from you slightly, he moved his hand to cup your face, “but I am glad it all worked out at the end. I love you, my darling.Thank you for everything.”

“I love you too Kyle.” Leaning into his forehead. “Now we have the rest of our lives to look forward to.” 

“So,I heard you had to wing it at the end aye?”

“Shut up Soap. At least I did have plans beforehand. It half worked.”

“Sure. Whatever you say…” 

partly based on how my friend's husband proposed to her. he kept refusing to go into the ocean because he had the rings in his pocket.....

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[numberonenat]

>> commissions open <<

I FINALLY FINISHED HIM OH MY GOD AAAAAAAAAA 😭😭😭😭

please. LOOK AT HIM 😩 i love him sm and love how this turned out IM SO HAPPY

and yeah, that’s the iconic vic pic on his cellphone 😜

enjoy…

[merakiui]

What are your opinions about Lilia 🥲 (he's my fav i love him sm </3)

Admittedly, I wasn't a Lilia fan for the longest time. orz but book seven is changing my mind... ever since twst blessed us with the beauty that is General Vanrouge I have opened my eyes, my heart, and my legs for him. He's so 😵‍💫 AAAAAAAAAA it's such a wonderful card,,, but also it's so sad to see him aging and losing his magic. T_T waaaaa it hurts!!!!! The sheer power of the General Vanrouge card is not enough to make me forget all of the angst that Diasomnia chapter brings. I'm ready to have my heart torn in two. 🥲👍

Lilia's character is so fascinating to me because there are so many sides to him. Learning about who he was in his younger years and then seeing him now is so interesting to me. The development... :O The only way to encapsulate all of my incoherent thoughts is that Lilia is so "My Love Mine All Mine" by Mitski to me. AAAAAA T^T T^T T^T T^T every time I think of him in the context of Diasomnia's plot there's this bittersweet sadness that washes over me. :< I just want him to be happy. >_< in fact, I want all of Diasomnia to be happy!!!

[mochimiyaas]

@softbajis

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。MORE — HANMA SHUJI.

based on this shit post i made on my side that has not left my brain since i took my final so here is a painfully cheesy scene i took out of a fic i wrote a while ago that i’ll never post bc it’s embarrassingly self indulgent

“these are bad for you, did you know that?” you mutter.

“that so?” hanma hums, leaning closer as your fingers work his lighter. his forehead practically bumps against yours as you light the end of his cigarette—even despite your lecture. he watches you as you do it, glances over the bridge of your nose and the curve of your lips as you frown.

“yeah,” you huff. “if you used that head of yours, you’d know these are death sticks.”

his lips are crooked in that smile of his—one that tells you he won’t stop. it’s a silent truth you’re both aware of, but it doesn’t keep you from scolding him. he needs to know, you think—that someone cares what happens to him. someone will miss him, even if no one else else will.

“good thing i have you to tell me,” he grins.

you think you could paint it from memory, the wide curve of his lips. you could remember exactly where that dimple on his left cheek is, where every crinkle of his eyes are under his glasses, how the slant of his jaw angles as he leans his head up. you’re too busy staring at him to fight it when his hand rubs over the small or your back, curling his arm around you and pulling you flush against his chest.

“it’s not like you ever listen to me,” you grumble against his shirt. it smells like him—like smoke and cologne that must be comically expensive. and it’s bad for you, perhaps—the secondhand smoke that creeps up your lungs and kills you slowly. but it’s blissful, comforting even. “but you should listen to me more.”

“i should,” he agrees.

“you won’t,” you pout.

he chuckles at that, takes a drag from the cigarette in his hand as he holds you tighter, sways you gently as the sun sets and coats your skin, leaving it sweet and honeyed just for him.

hanma shuji is not known for gentleness. he’s a hushed whisper, as if speaking the reapers name welcomes him to your doorstep, the blood dripping from the scythe as a fresh reminder that death is only around the corner. he should be anything but gentle in your eyes—yet when his fingertips find your skin under your shirt, gliding over the dip of your back and the slants of your hips, you think he’s nothing but gentle.

gentle enough to love you. gentle enough to let you love him too. gentle enough to pretend his listens when you scold him. gentle enough to let you know he knows you’ll miss him—even if you’re the only one.

“old habits die hard, baby.”

it’s your turn to huff out a small laugh at that. you want to tell him you know. that old habits do die hard—it’s why you let him walk through your door at ungodly hours, why you clean the caked blood on his fists, why you leave room for him on the other half of the mattress.

old habits die hard. it’s why you love him, even if maybe you shouldn’t.

“if you loved me, you’d quit,” you murmur.

“yeah? you think i don’t fuckin’ love you?” his voice is smooth against your ear, it drowns out the honking cars and the bustling of the city below you. it’s warm and familiar and a tad bit dangerous, but it’s enough to make you relax against his body, arms wrapping around his torso.

it’s silent for a moment. he holds you as you think, and when you make out the beating of his heart under your cheek, you have your answer.

“you know what i think?”

“what, baby?”

“i think you should love me more,” you insist, poking his shoulder accusingly.

“so greedy,” he giggles—and then he pulls you closer, holds you tighter, takes in every part of you like he can’t get enough. it’s him who’s greedy, you think, with the way he wants you enough to make you want him too.

“if you die from lung disease, i’ll have to find a new boyfriend,” you point out.

“you won’t miss me?”

“nope,” you lie. “i’ll be rid of my biggest headache.”

“too bad. guess i won’t die then,” he grins, eyeing down at the top of your head.

somehow, you trust him—he’s never given you a reason not to. you’re sure the fingers on your hips and the warm chest under your cheek and the smell of smoke lingering in the air won’t leave you any time soon. and you hope it won’t, that the sins on his hands aren’t enough to outweigh the prayers on your tongue.

but just to be sure, you look up, propping your chin up on his chest as you whisper, “promise?”

he nods, throwing on that easy grin on his face again. your thumb finds the dimple of his cheek as you cup his face. “of course.”

i am unwell over him and it’s all because of mich 😒

[dave-me0wstaine]

90s dave mustaine having a daughter 🤭

ooooo i was hoping someone would send more asks about dave as a dad!!! i love this concept sm<33

dave definitely gives "girl dad" vibes. like he'd do anything and everything for his little girl, whether it be dressing up with her, playing with glitter, or letting her put makeup on him. like, you've lost count of how many times you've walked in the middle of dave and your daughter playing with barbies, or squabbling over which nail polish color she should use to paint his nails. it's honestly so wholesome, so sweet, but he'd kill you if you told his band members (or anyone else, really) of the hijinks he and his daughter get up to within the walls of your home LOL

but he'd be so proud of his little girl!! like she'd bring him little assignments she did in class, or little drawings she made for him while he was at rehearsal and he'd just scoop her up and let her help him put it on your fridge. eventually the fridge is overflowing with little drawings she's made him, with some of them littering the floor, but dave doesn't have the heart to take them down or get rid of them.

omg and if your daughter gave him a handmade father's day card??? he'd have tears in his eyes. like he'd be so close to crying he'd have to go take a walk in the backyard to compose himself.

and a little bonus: as your daughter gets older and starts reminiscing with dave about the good times they had when she was a little girl, he ends the conversation with "i didn't know what true love was until i met your mother and she gave me you." AAAAAAAAAA

[ranposgirlboss]

So so so remember the "types of hugs they would give" that can also be seen platonic ? Could you do something like it with headpats please ? Any characters but could you include Ranpo, Poe, Mushitarou and Yokomizo please ?

YES I CAN. SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG 😭

also yokomizo might be a lil ooc since i like barely understand his chara and i had to reread those chapters to try to BUT I TRIED MY BEST 😭

chara list: mushitarou (mushytaro), ranpo, poe, yokomizo, dazai, and chuuya

these are all completely platonic!!!

also im really sick so im really sorry if it seems lazy!!

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MUSHITAROU

-HELP HE WOULD BE SO SASSY AS FIRST ANND PROBABLY DEADPAN YOU

-"UGH YOURE GOING TO MESS MY HAIR >:("

-secretly he likes it tho but HE cant admit that!!11!1

-OMG IMAGINE IF YOU GAVE HIS GHOSTS HEADPATS TOO

-AAAAAAAAAA I LOVE CUTE LITTLE GHOSTS SM

-also it would be kinda funny if u tried to give one of his ghosts a headpat and then ur hand just fucking phased through 💀

RANPO

-OMG HE LOVES IT AND GIVES U MANY HEADPATS BACK

-whenever yall are leaving after hanging out yalls goodbye is giving each other head pats <333

-he gets actually so happy omg

-i can see it where he likes both headpats and praise, they pretty much go hand in hand <33

-IDK WHAT ELSE TO WRITE OTHER THAN HE REALLY LOVES THEM HELP 😭

POE

-THESE PICTURES ARE ACTUALLY MY SERATONIN BOOST EVERY SINGLE DAY

-he enjoys head pats but is a bit shy to give them back bc he doesn't know if you're comfortable for not

-if you ask him to tho, he def will

-his smile would be so adorable if u gave him some omg

-pls give my man some headpats bc while he might not show his happiness externally he is so happy on the inside <333

YOKOMIZO

-I LITERALLY THOUGHT HE WAS A GILR WHEN I FIRST READ THE MANGA BYE (i haven't watched the anime so i didn't get the voice cue)

-I HAD TO LOOK UP IF HE WAS A GUY OR GIRL OUT OF CONFUSION

-i didnt think venti was a girl but then i somehow think he's a girl bye

-he seems like a nice chad so he will probably thank u and pat u back <33

-he just seems nice and calm so he wouldn't freak out about it and hell probably just smile and maybe tease you a bit about it

DAZAI

-DAZAAIIIII

-dazai would give u them back but like in the most chaotic way possible

-he would probably attempt to tackle you like a football player and just keep on patting your head like 298874932 times

-youll probably scream ad try to get away from his grip

-never make the same mistake again because it will only get worse

-or do it again and be prepared to be literally murdered by him

CHUUYA

-HE WILL PROBABLY JUMP AND ALMOST MURDER YOU BY ACCIDENT

-like bro will jump and then turn around and almost punch you if you try to do it behind him

-it will be so SO hard to get him to pat u back

-hes too prideful tbh

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THANK YOU FOR READING!!! sorry this is so short im sick so i had to take a lot of breaks in between and i had to work a lot even tho im sick which made me a lot more tired lmaiujkahbsjkm

MY REQS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!!!