#I WANNA WATCH FRIENDS WITH YOUUUUUUUU

[pardonmydelays]

HAPPY SATURDAY LETS GO PAINT THE MOTHERFUCKING TOWN 🩷🩵💛

WILL BE PAINTING THE TOWN AT WORK, GONNA WEAR MY DANCING SHOES TO SURVIVE SOMEHOW!!! HAPPY SATURDAY FINN, HAVE THE LOVELIEST DAY EVER!!!

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello! I was wondering (totally okay if not) if I could request a quackity x reader where there playing minwcraft or smth with a few other people and its just like moments of them annoying eachother (as a way of love if that makes sense)

Thank you 💜💜

AH YES OF COURSEEE!! ; did my best w this one, had to quote a lot of vines for this bc I'm not naturally funny and it made sense in a way

QUACKITY ; vinecraft

summary ; annoying each other while playing minecraft with some friends

warnings ; language

genre ; fluff

word count ; 711

masterlist

You and Alex were playing on a Minecraft survival world with Bad and Niki. It wasn't a role-play SMP or anything, just a simple survival world with the Better Minecraft mod.

"Hurricane Katrina? More like Hurricane Tortilla!"

y/u/n was shot by a skeleton

"Y/n did you just willingly give yourself up to those skeletons?" Quackity laughs

"in my defense, they all have chainmail and gold armour, and I have an unbreaking one iron sword and a dream"

"Language! Stop talking about that!" Bad yells

"Yeah, stop talking about pussies, Quackity!"

"Y/n!" Bad and Quackity both exclaim in different tones while Niki laughs

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FORRRR?" Quackity yells, referring to the Vine as he almost breaks his voice a bit

"I'm waiting for those creepers to kill you," you answer, clicking your mouse to swing your hand as to point behind his character

"OH MY GOD NO-"

quackity was exploded by a creeper

"MY SHIT! Y/N, NIKI, GET IT PLEASE, I HAD AN AWESOME DIAMOND HELMET"

"It's Wednesday my dudes-"

"Shut the fuck up I'm fighting a warden, I can't do this right now, Alex!"

"I wanted to be a cowboyyyy baybyyyy" quackity speaks with a shit southern accent

"please stop fucking quoting that" you snicker, "I'm on the edge of this fuckin thing, if I fall I'll die and lose the teleporting thing and your shit"

"No off topic questions. because I don't want to. no. no. you've been stopped"

"PLEASE, I JUST WANNA MAKE THE PENIS, STOP DESTROYING IT Y/N/N"

quackity keeps trying to shoot you off the ledge of the mountain where you were trying to build the base on the side of

"I said whoever keeps shooting me, your moms a hoe!"

"language!"

"you're a hoe, motherfucker!"

"quackity, watch out!"

quackity was exploded by a creeper

"AGAIN!?"

yknow that vine of that kid playing simple piano notes and the other kid getting down to it? that's like the halftime show of the stream

quackitys playing guitar and you're busting it down in game next to niki who can't stop laughing, and bad is totally silent because of all the foul language

I mean the song slapped

then quackity got absolutely sniped by a skeleton while he was on two hearts

"What the fuck is up Kyle? no, what did you say? what the fuck, dude? step the fuck up kyle!"

quackity gets all up close with the mic to literally inhale it, "y/n i love you but my names not Kyle"

"WHATRE THOSE???"

"They are my crocs."

"Actually why do you own crocs? red flag, we're breaking up and I'm dating niki now"

"You move on quickly" quackity mumbles and rolls his eyes

nicki smiles before speaking, "because I'm better than you, quackity"

"Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does"

"Y/n you've spent 85% of this stream quoting Vines"

"Yeah I know, it's because I hate you"

"Wait what?"

when quackity brings up how he lived in the southern hemisphere and talks about living in Mexico, he pauses to breathe and you take the opportunity while you have it

"country boy I love youuuuuuuu. ah"

"WHAT THE FUCK?"

"BAHAHHAH"

"I can't be here anymore"

we've all seen the "Hey ron" "Hey billy" meme I think

you'll break into the base through the ceiling to get back in because you're working on a tunnel trailing through the inside of the cliff up to the top as the entrance

"Hey quackity" you say as you land next to quackity trying to sort through chests

"Hey y/n"

you scream as quackity sits down with some pizza in the middle of stream

he screams, "stop, you almost made me drop my pizza!"

yk that meme w the kid w the broomstick doing some anime pose battle shit? here's that one

you'll be swinging your sword around and spamming emotes "don't fuck with me! I have the power of God and anime on my side! AHHHH"

"who gave you the right to speak? You're on trial for breaking Bad's space bar!" Quackity exclaims

"I got it working again!!"

"let's do the fork in the garbage disposal!"

cue spamming emotes and lagging your games til they crash 💀💀💀

"love yourself! accept yourself!"

you became a positivity priest while quackity became a drug dealer

really splitting this world into two sides now LMFAO

[webslingingslasher]

HIIIIIIIII IM HIGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

tldr: friend's bday/halloween party. edibles. HIGH. emotions. realizations.

i realized that i love uni boy. but like not him. i love a part of him that i made up in my head. my impression of him. and in a way, that part of him is my first love. and now that he has a girlfriend, it's like im experiencing this deep excruciating pain. the pain of your first heartbreak. and it feels silly and stupid and a tiny bit pathetic that the only person i've ever loved till now is a made up version of a person in my head. and i think that's why relationships never work with me. because im constantly dreaming about and looking forward to the what-ifs that i overthink and create these perfect versions of people in my head despite knowing them in reality too well.

WATER BREAK BRBBBBBBBBB\

and i feel like life is just so weird. and i am now so tired that all the thoughts in my head are jumbling and i dont have enough energy to type them cause its 2:34:29 in the morning YES I PUT THE SECONDS LMFAO and like too tired want water wanna have fun times GO TO SLEEP do stupid uni assignments tmr ugh. SO I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU AND LOVE UR LITTLE BLOG THAT TAKES UP A TINY SPACE IN THE UNIVERSE OF THE INTERNET BUT STILL MANAGES TO BE ONE THING THAT MAKES ME SO SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!

GOODNIGHTTTTTTT

LOVE,

🥰

yeah. there is nothing, and i mean nothing that takes compares to the pain of watching your first love move on. like.... ouch.

I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE AND I GET TO SHARE THIS SPACE!!!

[airbenderedacted]

i still wanna stream Trolls 2 sometime

and maybe some woy after. make it like. a whole thing @@

[whataboutmyfries]

Russian Roulette

Hello hello!!!! I finished this chapter at 1.30 am and was too tired to put it up then, but AHHHH I’m so excited for you to read this one ;) lots of pining, a little magic and the boys generally being idiots.

All credits to @lumosinlove​ Thank youuuuuuuu <3

tws in the tags!

~

Chapter 3

Logan sighed, his hair still damp from his shower. He’d always showered after a job. It helped him feel cleaner somehow. He kicked his feet up onto the table, texting Finn about his whereabouts and what he wanted for dinner. He paused, shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. 

He received Finn’s reply a few minutes later; Meet me outside, there’s something I want to show you. 

Logan perked up at that, shopping his gun into the back of his jeans, tugging the oversized hoodie down over his ass to cover it up. Hr grabbed his coat, snagging Finn one of those cola lollipops he liked so much. 

He met Finn by the car, a sleek black Lamborghini. The redhead leaned against the matte black door, his red curls slipping over his forehead as he texted somebody on his phone. 

“Wanna tell me where we’re going yet?” Logan asked, quirking an eyebrow as he sauntered over to his….friend. Finn’s head snapped up, his expression melting into an easy smile when he saw Logan walking over. 

“Not yet. Get in.” Finn said, ducking into the driver’s seat. Logan walked over to the other side, his lips quirking up in a ghost of a smile when he saw the milkshake Finn had got him. The man in question looked over, huffing a small laugh when he saw Logan looking. 

“It’s chocolate. With extra whipped cream and chocolate sauce on top.” 

Logan’s heart stuttered. Finn had noticed. Not just noticed, but memorised his order. He shoved away the wave of overwhelming feeling that threatened to swallow him whole and picked up the cup. His eyes fell shut at the first sip of cold against his throat. 

He’d always gravitated towards the sickly sweet. Tooth-rottingly sugary cakes and coffees and pancakes. Maybe it was to fight the bitter darkness that roiled inside him, maybe it was because he liked the juxtaposition of a vicious criminal digging into a tub of ice cream, or maybe it was simply because he’d liked the sugar. 

He was glad to be the one sitting in the passenger seat. He had a perfect view of Finn, a hand resting casually on the wheel, the other resting on the windowsill, scarred fingers tangled in the mess of curls. Maybe Logan liked sweet because of the way the sunlight hit Finn’s eye’s the brown looking like molten chocolate and warm coffee, the way the rays danced through his hair making it look like spun sugar, those lips gleaming like— Logan snapped out of his thoughts, choking a little on his milkshake, He turned away resolutely, turning to fiddle with the radio instead. He leaned forward, reaching out for the volume button when he felt something jab into his thigh. 

Logan frowned, leaning back to pull the lollipop from his pocket, nudging Finn’s shoulder with it until he laughed and plucked it out of Logan’s fingers. 

“Thank you, Tremz, I love these. Unwrap it for me?” Finn chuckled, the infernal candy hanging between his fingers like those cigarettes he occasionally smoked. 

Logan rolled his eyes, grabbing it and ripping the plastic off. “A Big boy mob boss, but he still can’t unwrap his own lollipops. What would your associates say?” He teased, putting the candy into Finn’s waiting mouth. The slight brush of his fingers against his friend’s lips made his heart clench, and he pulled away quickly, his cheeks heating up. 

Finn laughed, flicking his tongue around the sweet, pulling the car into an underground parking lot. Logan raised an eyebrow, turning to look at Finn. His eyes crinkled as he pulled the keys out of the ignition, straightening his sweater as he stepped out of the car. 

“Wait and watch.” 

~

As it turned out, Finn had taken Logan to a park, the easy winds of spring spreading the smell of churros through the air. Logan smiled as Finn walked them both to the churro truck, grinning at June as he ordered their usual— churros drowning in Nutella. 

Logan zoned out of Finn and June’s animated conversation, choosing to ignore their not-so-subtle flirtation in favour of looking around the park. It was a gorgeous day; people walked their dogs or lounged on benches, and Logan idly mused about what life would be like if it were so bloody normal. 

He sighed, blocking out June’s tinkling laugh as he ran a hand through his hair. Sometimes he wondered what his life would’ve been like had he not been thrust into this one. It was his father’s fault, really, taking loan after loan after loan from the snakes to keep his family alive. Logan almost scoffed aloud; family? More like drinking habit. Marius had tried, he really had, but it hadn’t been enough. What little savings they’s had after Marius had lost his job had quickly sputtered out, leaving them with little to no choices. And damn him if Logan were to ever allow his sisters to sell their bodies on the streets. 

And when money from the loans had run out, well, the snakes had come to collect a debt. 

Logan rubbed unconsciously at the scar tissue on his thigh, cringing a little at the memory of Crouch junior’s knife tearing through his leg, skin and muscle ripping under the vicious blade. Logan carried the scar proudly. He had fought like hell to keep his sisters and his mother safe, and damn if he wasn’t proud of the badge he wore as a testament to the fact. 

“Thanks, Junebug! We’ll see you around!” Finn called, nudging Logan with a shoulder. “Shall we?” 

Logan swallowed the hurt that rose in his throat, smiling at Finn as he grabbed a churro. 

“Tell me where we’re going yet?” Logan asked, licking a spot of Nutella off his pinky. 

Finn smiled. “Almost there.”

Logan’t interest piqued when Finn led him to a crowd gathered seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Logan raised an eyebrow at Finn.

The redhead winked. “Consider it an early Christmas present”

“Harz, it’s May” 

Finn waved him off, shoving a dripping churro into his mouth “Go see” he said, the words a little muffled through the food. 

Logan skirted through the crowd, finding his was to the front. 

Oh.

Oh.

Logan’s heart all but dropped out of his chest. He’d never been so glad for his penchant for subtle disguises. His baseball cap pulled low, the aviators hiding most of the top half of his face. He was almost positive he wouldn’t be recognised. 

But then Leo looked up.

And the whole world stopped. 

Leo didn’t stop his movements for even a second, his fingers flipping the cards swiftly, his lips never stopping the sweet sweet illusion he was spinning for the poor bastard about to lose his money. 

But he looked Logan dead in the eye and conned the man out of a full 150 dollars, grinning like the devil as he did it. The man walked away down 150 bucks and a watch. 

“How about that gentleman there? Would you like to try, sir? Maybe lady luck will favour you this fine evening” Leo grinned, nodding in the capocrimine’s direction.

Logan smiled, letting a little of the lion show as he eased his way out of the crowd to join Leo in the middle. 

“How much would you bet, sir? 50? 100? 150?”

Logan slapped 200 dollars on the table. 

“Well well well,” Leo raised a brow. “Let’s play.” 

~

Logan tried very very hard to keep his gaze on the cards, but how could he when Leo’s nimble fingers darted around them looking ever so tantalising. Logan was utterly mesmerised, and by the time Leo asked him to find the Lady, he hadn’t the slightest clue as to where she was.

Logan picked the card closest to his hand. He’d never had a chance in hell, anyway. 

Needless to say, by the end of it, Leo had an extra two hundred dollars to his name. As Logan got up to walk away, he heard Leo call out from behind him.

“Sir! You forgot something!”

He turned to find Leo holding his wallet up with two fingers, a mischievous glint in his eye and a shit-eating grin on his face. 

Oh he was good.

Logan smiled, stalking back to him. “Ah, stupid of me. Thank you.”

Leo just winked at him as he walked off, their fingers brushing for the fraction of a section when Logan took his wallet back.

He spotted Finn amongst the people immediately, grinning like a damn fool as he walked over to him. Logan opened his mouth to say something, then shut it again. 

“I know.” Finn said. “I know” 

The quiet joy in Finn’s eyes damn near killed Logan, and it was an effort of self-control to not kiss him right there. No. He was impossible. Logan could never have him. They were mob bosses. It would be hell to pay if the world ever found the one thing he’d save above all others. 

Logan ran a hand through his hair, ruffling the brown curls. He frowned at the scratch of paper under his sleeve and pulled the fabric up to find a card underneath. His breath caught, and he turned it over to find the queen of hearts sitting there.

Oh, this was going to be fun .

Logan’s grin widened at the message scrawled across the lady with thick black ink. In Leo’s slanting script it read;

Better luck next time.

[sharktoothedboys]

You’re So Last Summer

A Bakugo oneshot, Angsty, Implied NSFW kinda, T/W swearing i think. 

Loosely based on the song “You’re so last summer” By Taking Back Sunday

“Don’t let it go to your head” His gruff voice was the first thing you heard as you awoke in his bed, again. Naked, Again. 

“Girls like you are a dime a dozen.” 

That hurt, Why did he have to be this way just because you outranked him in what was essentially a popularity contest.  

“You’re over rated, and I hate it.”

Why was he so nasty? He was a different person than the one you had met last year, since the rankings came out, He was 4th, You were 2nd. But what did he expect with that attitude of his? You were lovely with the public, willing to stop and chat, with a strong ass quirk to boot. So why was he so awful now it had been made official that people liked you a little more. He had treated you like a princess when you first got here, before you made a name for yourself, before you gained popularity, before you were given a number. 

Maybe you should hate him for this? But it never really did quite get that far. 

You slowly lowered your head, lip quivering and tears threatening to fall as he made his way from the bedroom to the kitchen, not even sparing you a glance this was it, the last time. You were not going to take it anymore, he changed, and not for the better. 

You gathered your things, including what you had left there over the last year or so, cosmetics, toothbrush and such. You were not telling him you wouldn’t be returning, it was what he deserved, You would leave, change your phone number, move back the place you were raised and continue to do your work there, and that would be it. 

You’d never lie to him, You are just doing what you had to, and concealing your plans was one of them, if you made it clear what your intentions were you’d stay and you know you would. he was your weakness, the truth was he could slit your throat and you would apologize for bleeding on his shirt with your last dying breath. 

But you wondered, were you someone he would miss? You were a wishful thinker after all, but this would be the last time that he’d get to stain your name. 

With that, you left, without a word, unknown to Bakugo that you wouldn’t be back. 

ONE YEAR LATER

Well, you had done it. It was probably the hardest thing you had ever had to do, wanting to return before you even made it out of the apartment building. But here you were, a year on and with a small agency to your name, nothing big and fancy, you were raised in a smallish town, it was new and different for you to not be a hero in the big city, but you loved it, you had bought peace to a small town, that had only had about 4 heroes to protect it before you returned, with your bravery and kindness and somehow still kept the number 2 spot on the rankings. While you noted Bakugo had dropped to 7th. But that was no longer any of your business.

You still wonder if he ever missed you, tried to contact you, you did as you said and immediately changed your number and deleted all social media, so you would never really know. You started fresh, and it was great.

You also managed to convince an old friend of yours who grew up in the same village to join your agency and work as equals in protecting your home town. 

Hitoshi Shinso

An Old and trusted friend, who had possibly become more to you over the last few months, Okay he definitely had. You loved him and he loved you, it felt good to feel safe in someone’s arms and not a burden or “A dime a dozen”

Then it happened, An event to take place in your area, a festival for heroes, a celebration the mayor had been asked to host and he so graciously accepted and asked you and Shinso and your fellow heroes to be in charge of security, to which you happily agreed. 

But then you saw the guest list, He was coming. Why? He never attended these things, in fact, he absolutely detested these events and made sure he was always to busy to come. So why? 

The day of the event fast approached and it was happening tomorrow. Everything was ready and you had put your best guys on the security team, which included yourself, but as number 2 you also had to be free for publicity events, to judge a children’s hero costume contest, a cutest baby ceremony and a fastest eating rabbit event... Yeah that was a thing apparently. 

So you went about your day, then came the Q&A panel, of which you were seated next to him, your palms sweated as you approached the seats. you ignored him as you sat down, a smile on your face as you waved to the crowd and your fans.  

“Tsk” Was all you heard from next to you as he spun his body a little to not faced you. 

“No wonder you dropped again.” You boldly say, you were no longer the quite and meek girl he remembered you as, you had grown. 

“Wanna run that past me again, extra?” He spits at you.

“The only extra here is you, number 7.” You say back a smile ever present on your face. 

His face was a picture and you wish you had a camera. 

His face saddens and he looks at you for the first time in a year, he really looked at you “Why did you leave.” He suddenly asks, out of no where. “I missed you.”

What the hell, where was this even coming from? How dare he even ask you that? 

“I left because you were bad news, and I had moved on.” 

“I might be bad news, but your a liar.”

“I never lied, I never said I would be back, or see you later, I just left ,for my own sake, god knows how you would have treated me if I had stuck around to watch you drop in the rankings again, you treated me like garbage as it was. I had to get out of there before you pummelled my already low self esteem into nothing, i had to leave because you made my life a living hell,k maded me feel so insignificant,and i wasn’t gonna take it anymore.”

He stared at you through glossy eyes as you ranted on to him how much of an awful person he was to you. 

“I am sorry, I can change.” He whispered almost to himself. 

“No, you can’t and you won’t, besides I already moved on” You said waving at Shinso in the crowd. “You’re so last summer Bakugo, You’re a mess, and maybe you should realize that before you make the same mistakes with some other poor girl.”

You stood to move to another seat, not sparing him another glance, just like he had done the morning you left. He was to prideful to ever have anyone important in his life, he would never change.

Hope you guys liked this! It is one of my favourite songs of all time so it had to be done, I could have really avoided names and made it a story for anyone you wanted it to be about but when I wrote it I felt drawn towards Bakugo. Hope you guys enjoyed! A follow and a like would be muchly appreciated forever and ever thank you love youuuuuuuu!!! 

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 07.04.21

angre's just roaming the jungle not knowing wtf to look for and vansh is like keep looking keep looking; sorry i couldn't come, my wife be playing ocean's 8 up in here by herself and i gotta keep an eye on her thieving ass.

lmao yeh ek hi random ghar hai inke paas to stash ppl in. harrrr mauke pe yeh hi location dikhaate hain as "mysterious storage place".

ishani yelling at aryan and aryan's like why you mad at me? vansh bhai the reason for alll this. and that's all ishani needs to be like YOU RIGHT, VANSH BHAI *IS* THE REASON FOR ALL THIS. can't say they're wrong.

lollipop ladki has a sore back coz of a wholeass tattoo that she doesn't know she has. honestly sis, what kinda weird circles you running in????? 😬😬😬

for some reason she wants to ask vansh about it (behen usko apni khud ki zindagi ka pata nahi, tum kahan apna pitaara kholne jaa rahi ho uske saamne.....) and asks aryan where he is and aryan starts manhandling her and yelling in her face about how he's just as good as vansh........ like..................... ok bro. whatever helps you sleep at night.

what's with all the chicks in this show ruining their tops on random nails sticking out from walls???

anyway, aryan's like what's this tattoo you have? and lollipop girl is like HUH WHAT TATTOO, I HAVE A TATTOO???? safe to say, she's not been doing proper aftercare for that thing. 🥴🥴🥴

soooooooooooooo.............. i guess the code to opening this thing is on her back.

angre's yelling at that random jhopdi and and inside, kabir is stirring. kabirrrrrrrrrrrrrr, my jaaaaaaaaan, i love youuuuuuuu. kyaaa haaal bana rakha hai mere baby kiiiiiii??? 😥😥😥 haaye, love to see you in this ganji tho. mmmmmm arms. 🤤🤤🤤

angre about to get into the place and some guard stops him and interrogates him.

poor kabir making helllllllllllll of a ruckus, and angre's like what's this noise and the guard dude is like it's dogs. lmao, there's one dog in there for sure.

guard calls "madam" about this intrusion. and comes antagonizes kabir, who is LITERALLY fit to be tied, lmao. he can't stop yelling about how he's gonna fucken murder riddhima for this bs. yup, on par for all the romantic couples in this show.

omg he's self harminggggg by banging his head on the wall, kabir baby nooooooooooooooooooo. 😖😖😖

meanwhile riddhima is still trying to work at the damn safe, while vansh watches triumphantly/turned on at schemer biwi's antics.

butttttttttttttt she got a call and abandoned black box plans.

meanwhile dadi has just NOW discovered siya's makeover. weird. wasn't she the one who was telling chanchal that it's totes cool if siya goes out to meet her friends dressed like this? what is this sudden opinion change? 🤔🤔🤔

siya's I DONT CARE attitude cannot be handled and she's now getting lectured at by dadi/anupriya/chanchal.

suddenly dadi is blaming RIDDHIMA for this attitude change?????/// hein?????????? kuch bhi.

vansh is exasperated by angre's random rambling. ouff, bewakoofon ki toli ho tum dono.

anyway, angre tells him the guard called some MADAM and vansh has connected to the call riddhima received.

"angre, iss bar tum front door se nahi, backdoor se jaana, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN." lmao, you don't need to say IYKWIM if you're being straightforward with your instructions, vansh. all you're doing rn is making it look like you're giving angre some very dirrrrrrrrrrrrty instructions. 🤭🤭🤭

ishani/siya also piling on riddhima in their own corner of the house. god, y'all really too fucken velleeeee and have no other issues in life huh? matlab, kuch toh karo apne zindagi ke saath. start a podcast, learn a new language.......... something, anything?!!??!?! imagine being this rich and not using that money to make yourself smart and accomplished as fuck.

SOMEONE MAKE RRAHUL TRIM HIS BEARD, HIS CHIN IS PROTRUDING A FOOT AHEAD OF HIM LIKE FUCKING SANTA CLAUS. PLS GOD I DON'T WANNA BEAT THIS DEAD HORSE IN EVERY LB BUT IT'S UNBEARABLE!!!!!!!!!

anyway vansh sees riddhima sneaking out the house and ofc, follows her. aaaaah, what a wonderful relationship this is, filled with trust.

while jungle mein angre's trying to sneak into the house like a fuckin amateur.

riddhima just went to a medical store and came back home. pfffffffft. vansh ki taiiiiiiiii taiiiii phisssssss.

aaaaaaaaand now she's playing darts? man, everyone in this house is just so fuckin random.

time for aaj ka flirtationship/dunking on each other.

lol he's like "i love this game, may i join?" and she's like "of course! anybody can play games!" askajdalskdjlsakjd i really love new riddhima.

he peppers in the fact that she'd gone out and she's like uh yeah, you're coming in from outside too, aren't you? SAWAAL EK, JAWAAB DO. LAMMMMMMMMMBIIIIIIIIII KHAAMOSHI.

she explains her outing as a quick trip to the chemists' for painkillers.

aaaaaaaaaaaand now they're challenging each other at darts and ugh, so boring. i liked it better when you were rubbing up on each other, go back to that.

she threw a dart which was nowhere near the centre and is like bullseye!!!!!! and he's also acknowledging it as a bulleye. do y'all just not know how to play this game or..................??????

anyway some more vagueass bs between them and ugh does this have a point????????

anyway she left the meds in the shop for the guard to pick up; i guess dawaais for kabir's head injury?

cut to late night, and dadi's run into their room and blaming riddhima for siya's parivartan. literally everyone in this house is fuckin mental my dudes. idk how that lollipop girl is surviving in here.

precap: riddhima looking hot af in a leather coat/dress and sassing kabir. unf, too good. vansh reaches the house, just as kabir warns riddhima ki vansh is gonna murder the both of them. good. saare marr jao, khatam siyaapa.

[alandaninja]

Catch up with me!

@sparkga tagged me to do this and I'm ecstatic about it! Thank youuuuuuuu!

Last song listened to: A Sea Shanty by Bolin Bone$. I've been listening to that all day and making everyone else listen to it too because it's honestly a bop and I wanna be a pirate too now ngl

Last movie watched: Sword Art Online: Ordinal Scale Great anime movie if you're into anime!

Currently reading: I'm so embarrassed that I'm not currently actively reading something except Tumblr posts.... Buuuut there is a book that I'm in the middle of but decided to let a friend borrow it but it's just called Learn Spanish and I'm reading it to learn Spanish :)

Currently watching: I'm in the middle of a few things right now. Portlandia (will rewatch forever) The Midnight Gospel (will rewatch forever) Pokemon Indigo League (spanish dubbed for practice) Sword Art Online (Third time watching) Londongrad (If someone could find me a version with English Subs that DOESN'T DUB THE ENGLISH PARTS then that would be great)(lowkey trying to learn Russian too) Spies (also Russian, but also would love an English subbed version that doesn't dub the german)

Currently craving: I really want to go to another show with my Oklahomies but there's not a good show coming up and plus it's a three hour drive and no one wants to visit me... Maybe I'm just craving more human interaction...

Currently working on: Art!!!

Currently playing: Melvor Idle, Bloon's Tower Defense, The Witch's House, Chicken Invaders (I play all of these somewhat equally)

I tag @business-pug @maty-moon @forever-peru431 @neptonite and anyone else who wants to do it.

Feel free to skip doing it!

[in-class-daydreams]

Parlay | (Kuroo x Reader) | Chapter 6

- Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader (ft. Roommate Kenma)

Word Count: ~1,600

Genres: Fluff, angst if you squint, general buffoonery

CW: Swearing, mention of intoxication, more secondhand embarrassment

Summary: (Y/N), a first-year student attending Tokyo U, is living with her best friend, Kozume Kenma. Little did she know, her life would be turned upside down after being exposed to Kenma’s volleyball teammate and close friend, Kuroo Tetsurou. One wrong move, and the parlay’s stakes only get higher each time.

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With Oikawa on the court, and with the opposing team so unprepared for him changing the team’s dynamic, the whistle blew soon enough and Tokyo U had secured their victory. The team lined up in front of their school’s spectator section and said their thanks. (Y/N) noticed Kuroo’s eyes roaming the stands as if he were searching for someone. Stating they had a history exam in the morning, Shusei and Tamaki said their goodbyes, though not without Shusei lamenting not getting to meet ‘them hotties’ with (Y/N).

“Kenma! You were so cool today!” The setter caught her in his arms when she nearly tackled him outside the locker room. She continued poking fun at him as he blushed and looked away.

“Hey, hey, hey, who’s this cutie?” the eccentric spiker from before came up to them with the Pretty Number 6 beside him. Kenma sighed at his loudness.

“(Y/N), this is Bokuto Kotarou and Akaashi Keiji.”

(Y/N) bowed, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Both of you played beautifully today.” Akaashi thanked her politely for the compliment while Bokuto struck a power pose.

“Oya, you’re Kenma’s friend? You wanna come get drinks with the team after this?” Bokuto asked. (Y/N) shook her head in embarrassment at the idea of spending time drinking with a group of guys.

“Oh no, I couldn’t intrude on a team event. You guys should celebrate your victory together as a team, not with some spectator,” she protested.

“Please, you wouldn’t be intruding,” Akaashi spoke up. God, even his voice was pretty, “The event isn’t so exclusive. We’d love to have you.” No one can really resist a request from the pretty setter, so (Y/N) reluctantly agreed.

“All right! The cutie is coming to our party!” Bokuto leaned in, “But don’t think I’m reducing you to ‘cutie’, and please don’t hesitate to tell me if any of my nicknames for you make you uncomfortable.”

(Y/N) smiled at his sweet words and told him he’d done nothing to make her feel unsafe. He gave her a grateful smile in return. The sound of squealing reached her ears once more, signifying a certain someone’s appearance.

“Ah, and who might this cutie be?” the newcomer asked teasingly, holding out a hand for her to shake, “It’s been a while since our court was graced by a girl so pretty~”

Playing along, (Y/N) took his proffered hand, which he turned and brought up towards his lips. Iwaizumi’s large hand came into view when it smacked into the Oikawa’s face.

“Stop being greasy!” he scolded.

“But Iwa-chan, it’s just (Y/N)-chan!” Oikawa whined.

“I don’t care. Don’t flirt with girls that way. It’s not classy.”

“He’s right, Tooru. Your charms have gotten a bit cheesy since we last saw each other.”

“Ehhh? (Y/N)-chan, how could you say that?!”

By then, Kuroo was freshly showered, and ready to have a drink and relax. Exiting the locker room, he saw (Y/N) surrounded by his teammates.

“(Y/N)-chan, how could you say that?!” he heard Oikawa cry. (Y/N)-chan… -Chan? -CHAN?? Did she and Crappykawa know each other somehow? He frowned at the way she giggled at the brunette’s antics because… because she was flirting with him right in front of Kenma, of course! But, man, Kenma didn’t look concerned at all. In fact, he looked completely relaxed. Kuroo wondered if there was something he was missing.

~~

“Sksksksk.”

“I’m tiktok famous!”

“Bitch lasagna~”

“WHAT ARE YOUUUUUUUU?!?! AN IDIOT SANDWICH???”

“AN IDIOT CHEF MAKES FOR AN IDIOT SANDWICH!!!!”

“Apple bottom jeans.”

“Boots with the jeans.”

“Shawty got jeans, jeans, jeans--”

“No, it’s ‘SHAWTY IMMA PARTY ‘TIL THE SUNDOWN’”

“Uhmmm nooooo….it’s ‘yo nice skirt’ get it right sksksks.”

Ah, boys. They are an enigma. College guys were just tall 8 year olds with muscles and student debt. Drinks was being hosted by the tall, intimidating, taciturn spiker that introduced himself politely as Ushijima Wakatoshi. The man in question was lounging near the minibar. The apartment was clean and modern, if not somewhat minimalistic.

Bokuto and Nishinoya, the energetic libero she’d met upon arrival, were somehow already shirtless and… having a flexing match, maybe? (Y/N) wasn’t entirely sure. It hadn’t been 20 minutes since they’d arrived, and (Y/N) had the sinking feeling that both of them were doing this completely sober. To the right of the large studio apartment, Kenma, Kuroo, and Oikawa were playing Pario Marty 8.

“Wahh, I wanted to be Peach!”

“Just be Rosalina!”

“But Tetsu-chaaaan, I wanna be the O.G. badass!”

Akaashi walked up to the counter and sat down beside her. He offered her a drink, which she declined, saying Iwaizumi was bringing her one. Settling into his seat, Akaashi followedr her line of sight to the group of idiots yelling at each other across the room.

“They’re always so loud like this. I’m not sure why,” he sighed.

Iwaizumi appeared to (Y/N)’s left and sat down as well. “Probably because they share one tiny brain cell between the two of them. Kenma has his own that he refuses to share.”

(Y/N) thanked him for the drink he handed her. Amused, she asked, “A whole brain cell? How many do those two have, then?” She gestured to the shotgunning challenge Bokuto and Noya were having.

“Zero,” her companions said in unison. The three of them laughed. They made small talk together about their majors, the match they played earlier, the tea house. (Y/N) thoroughly enjoyed the pretty setter’s company as well as getting to spend time with Hajime-kun again. Despite the overall chaos in the room, there was a certain warmth that came from spending time as a group like this.

“So it’s only 12:30 and Kuroo’s overly competitive ass has had EIGHT drinks already, right?” Bokuto had come down from his adrenaline high, humbled by his tragic loss to his much smaller opponent, and the owl-haired boy was content with embarrassing his his close friend, “Bro thinks he’s just tearing it up on the dance floor, but by then he was just kinda swaying a little, but it’s all good because he’s hot (no homo), and this group of college girls is in a booth makin’ eyes at him because, again, even if he’s deliriously drunk, he’s still hot as funk (no homo times two). Eventually, one of the girls struts over - all confidence and long legs and dang - anyway, they flirt a bit, and he gets invited to their table (tfti). I end up sitting at the bar and getting a drink, and when I look over, my boy is sloooowly leaning in, and I’m like, ‘Okay, Tetsu, get it!’ The girl’s friends had left the booth the give them a little privacy, but they’re still kinda watching from afar because, friends, yanno, and the girl has her eyes closed and she is ready for this kiss aaaaand...” Bokuto stopped for dramatic effect. “Homeboy misses her face entirely and faceplants into the table, dead asleep.”

His audience erupts in laughter and the wild-haired boy’s expense. Speak of the devil, as he walks up right as Kenma is starting his own story.

“At lunch today, (Y/N) was taking his order and--”

“DON’T TELL PEOPLE ABOUT THAT!” Kuroo screamed in horror. His teammates laughed even harder. Enjoying catching their scheming teammate off-guard, they pressed harder.

“What did you do, Tetsu-chan? Did you get lost in (Y/N)-chan’s eyes?”

“I bet he did that ugly laugh and scared her off.”

“Maybe he flirted too hard and got slapped.”

They took turns smacking Kuroo on the back, making the boy bury his head in his arms. He felt a smaller, softer hand, not like any of his teammates large, beefy hands, running its fingers through his hair. The tension in his shoulders immediately dissipated until he realized that only a few people had hands that gentle and only one who would actually comfort him right now.

‘(Y/N), I appreciate the thought right now, but if you keep touching me, I’m going to dIE,’ he screamed internally. His teammates ended up dragging (Y/N) away from him to play some sort of game he wasn’t really listening to the name of. As those delicate fingertips faded away from his scalp, he looked up discreetly to find (Y/N) already looking at him. 

She gave him a smile, that smile he was beginning to see whenever he closed his eyes. He smiled back, but his eyes dropped to where hers and Oikawa’s hands were intertwined. The (Y/N) Kuroo had been spending time with as of late didn’t seem like that kind of person, but he knew men could be sharks, and he needed to make sure he wasn’t one of them. 

For the sake of Bro-Code, and for the sake of Kenma’s relationship, Kuroo decided he had to really try to distance himself from her. 

He had to, before he found himself in too deep.

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(A/N): Hello everyone!! Things will start to take a turn that will make you wanna slap Kuroo through the screen...but for those of you who are Oikawa stans (I am too), we’re planning an Oikawa x Reader as well :) Once again, thanks for all the support it really means a lot to us! See you soon!

- Admin Kiwi-Chan 030

Friends and Best Friends help you out when you’re drunk, but only best friends expose your ass afterwards. Hope you enjoyed!

- Admin Mango-Chan

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Taglist: @joyful-jimin @nekomas-kuroo

[holdmyhopeinyourhands]

January 1st - We Made It Guys!!!

So this is my first post of the year so let’s make it good.

I wanna give out a couple of shoutouts to those who stuck around and those who are just brilliant in everything they do and I wanna let you all know that I love you and you’re precious and special. (please please please let me not forget anyone)

@spartak1985 the kindest person I know. I hope you’re still alive out there and psg didn’t kill you before the year started lol. Lots of love from me to you hun cuz you are my neymar heart. @cucullas you soft, beautiful person you, live well, love lots and just keep being you and *hugs* I adore the very ground you walk on. @juledraxler7 I love you so much and every time I watch Draxler shine I’m reminded of you so I hope he continues to do so every year to come. @msn-forever *hugs* you and me right ;) Let’s conquer this year together and join us all as full fledged psg/clown fan. You won’t regret it.

@psgmisquotes dfkjnbdkbjndk I love you and always look forward to all your post. Wit hasn’t met you cuz it would be intimidated by how much you’ve stolen it’s job. @psgermaintrashh *single tear runs down my cheek* cuz perfection thy name is @psgermaintrashh and you wonderful you. Never leave us. @brazilianasf giiiiiiirrrrrllll I feel like we don’t talk as much anymore and I miss youuuuuuuu *hugs and kisses* hope you have the most amazing year of your life and sending you all the good luck and happiness in the world. @goalkepa you make me soft. Despite all the trauma your team puts you through you’re always so freaking happy that I just wanna hug you to death. Plus we love kepa and that’s the hill I’m willing to die on. @mahvericks I would die for you. Like today. lol but for real. I love you and thank you for being my more awesomer friend who doesn’t care if I’m an embarrassment. @xxhoneymoonxxs I’ve missed you sweetie. I hope you come back to tumblr soon and when you do let’s catch up k? @laureboulette My best girl. My fav<3 Always being fabulous :) I can’t relate but hunny I love you. Keep showing the rest of these peasants how amazing women football is!!! @sensationsalade I adore you and respect you and appreciate you all in one. I could only hope of rivaling your immense love for Marco. Happy new years sweetie. 

@asromaworld You are my go to roma blog and the blog I first wanted to follow because God you love this club and I love you for it. Thank you for not leaving us sweetie. All my love to you!!!! @itscauseimbatman You have such great insight into every game and you’re the reason why I’ve been managing to vent and talk about roma as much as I have so thank you sweetie. @solskjaersredarmy we need to talk more cuz I miss you but thank you for being an amazing person in general and always having the time to talk to me. I appreciate you more than you know!!! @calletis-overknees bitch, napoli don’t deserve you. I can’t believe they are wronging you like this cuz you deserve the world. But I love you and I’m still rooting for you, always!!! @lethalice a sweetheart that’s who you are my fellow insomnia sister. I love you and I hope this year is kinder to us :) @a-sculpture-made-of-butter wow it’s been forever ago hasn’t it? But I just wanna say that you own my heart and we need to catch up cuz we kindred spirit and I need to know how your drawings be treating you ;) happy new year hun<3 @somtimeshere Classy, brilliant and the best. That’s you and I adore you. Happy new year and keep on glowing like the perfection you are!!

@charonaraccoon we haven’t known each other for long and it’s gonna take me a while to fully get rooted into your favorite sport but I adore you and I love your enthusiasm about your boy and it has made me super invested in motorcycle racing quicker than I would have imagined. Happy new year sweetie. @marcoverreus love you and I hope you won’t have to be as stressed this year as your previous year and wishing you all the best, like everything awesome this year!! @messfc lmao girl. The world just needs to give you a break and let you just be like I hope kylian scores a ton and lifts the cl just so your poor heart can get a rest. @awesomebrazilianprincess I know we’re not mutuals persay but I had to include you sweetie because you’re probably the most wholesomest person on this sight and how all the rest of us peasants are able to keep up with neymar. So thank you for being you and I adore you. Happy new year <3 @cavani-fc..... I can just hear your heart breaking. If there is anyone on here who loves Edi more than me it’s you so dkjnbkdjgnbd please do your magic and let us keep him : ( for real though. Thank you for being around with all that good Edi content <3 @senada115 You’re sweet, wholesome, precious and I’m so happy we got you in this clownass fandom. Happy new year hun. last but never ever the least @drama-fc We haven’t talked in forever but just know that I would go to war for you. And you embody all the struggles of being a psg fan and I’m just standing here in awe of your brilliance. Lol. Happy new year sweetie.

Oeeekey I think that about all I can do right now.

I’m 100% sure despite my best effort that I’m forgetting some people so so so so sorry in advance. I just am not smart enough to recognize my mistake but just know that I love you too and I wish you the very best year ever!!!

So everyone Happy first day of January. Don’t lose your shit too soon!!! And see ya!!!

[strykingback]

¯\_(ツ)_/¯: do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?

I do! It has to be 

@infiniemused,cause lets be real here chief, When she has an idea about an RP or anything she has really! Like no freaking duh even her OC’s are well thought out as well. Speaking of OC’s...

@the115project- 115... FUCKING 1 1 5. Both him and Moo are like a dream team.But man when it comes to 115...Dude knows how to make horror RP’s feel like a nightmare!  And not to mention how he s able to do a lot of funny stuff on the side it makes me excited whenever I see him roleplaying. In matter of fact..

Both  Moo and 115 get me excited!!! Especially when both of them do a Roleplay server. 

@deriision can I just say this. About them- *inhales* They are one of the most kindest and sweetest people to ever roleplay with and just the fact that they love shipping OC’s is so goddamn pure and the fact that they make such AMAZING ARTWORK is a plus. (Seriously I need to start drawing again) 

@orianna-ozpin / @professor-goodwitch- Y O U!  YOUUUUUUUU!!! Like Ok! Gets Hyped everytime one of us has a crazy idea. Check! Gives us both angst and feels! 

And to everyone else in the words of Octane from Apex Legends: Just wanna give a shout out to all my fans watching, Whats Up!!!

[yorekichan]

😊😶👾🌄💉🌃😄😅😇🐱😃😆📺😀🍳🎶🐚🍰😂🌙🐭🍉💕👍 tehee :3

Naaaaaaaaaaaao naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao omg my babyyyyyyyyyy  :*

SEND ME AN EMOJI!

OMGGGGGGGg nao you said so many many good things to me omggg i melted so so so much. omg omg, love yoooooou

😊: You’re sweet. You’ve made me smile before.  - awwwwwwww jahjahjahjka you are the sweetest omg and aw talking with you and just spending time together always make me smile so much omg.

😶: I’m honored that you’re even following me tbH. - ajkhhahja whaaaaaaaat? ahjahjka it is me who feel honored hajhajhajhaja, thank you thank youuuuuuuu. :*

👾: Your theme is awesome! - thank youuuuuuuu I love karneval so much. :*

🌄: GO TO BED.  Nooooooooooooo. :D i will be still talking with you still hahha, nooot wanna go sleep. :P muhahahaha

💉: Talking to you or seeing you on my dash makes me feel better. - jahhahja omggggggggggg naaaaao, jahjkahkaj talking with you always heal me and my soul. ajkhaj kissssssssss. :*

🌃: I’d like to spend more time talking to you. - meeeeeeeeeee toooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! spending time with you is so ajhajakhjahjakhjahja :* thank you so much for our every talk :* 

😄: I can always count on you to like/reply to my personal posts. - awwwwwwwwww :* the same for you, kya thank you. :*

😅: I often worry about upsetting you or scaring you off. - omggggg nooooo, you are always the kindest for me, babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy huuug huuuuuuuuuuug. my sweet sweet precious friend. 

😇: Every single interaction we’ve had so far has been positive. - yes! it is magical!! you make my life sooooo much fluffier ajahjahaja, huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug. 

🐱: You’re cute‼︎  - blush blush hjhjshjshsjkhjshks thank youuuuuuuuu but so you are. aihajhajahja so so so much cute cutie nao pie. 

😃: I love seeing you in my notifications! - awwwwwww jajdhjkdhdkkjaja i need to be more often here.

😆: You’ve made me laugh out loud before. - hahhahaha aw yes i love laughing together  :) tehehehehe. 

📺: We have similar interests! - yes we do . especially you know what- wink winkkkkkkkkkk :* 

😀: I would consider us friends. - awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww huuuuuuuggging you, haaaapy, of course we areeeeeee kisssssssssssssss. 

🍳: This is an egg in a frying pan! - awwwwwww thank you hahahah. :D 

🎶: I associate you with a specific song or musician. - omgggggg omg i am so curious , which one? :D (puppy eyes)

🐚: I find your blog very calming. - ajahajkhajkhajhakjhak thank youuuuuuu jkhkhahajkhahah hug huug. 

🍰: I might recognize you if I ran into you on the street. - of course we would!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i couldn’t mistake you with anyone else :* :* :*

😂: I’m comfortable around you. - ajahaajajha  thank youuuuu and it is me who feel so free, so happy so comfortable near to you. always thank you t hank you babyyyyyyyyy. you always make me so happy. 

🌙: You’re beautiful. - hjhjahhajhahja you made me blush so so so much and hajhakjajakha baby hug hug you, you are so so so beautiful and cute. :*

🐭: Please be kinder to yourself. - ajahddhjdhja i will try i promise!!!!!! :* aw you are always so sweet for me. 

🍉: I wish we lived closer to each other. - omgg me too! we would be spending all days together and watching anime :D and hugging and patting your baby cats muahhahaha. 

����: I love you‼︎ - love you tooooooooooooooo! lots!!!!!!!!! shingeki no hugsssssss. 

👍: I like you. Just, in general. I think you’re a genuinely good person.- ajkhakjhajhahah omgggg  i blushed, thank you so so so much, you my sweet pure gentle soul nao. :*

[fresh-outta-jams]

Plastic Heart - Part 13

Namjoon x Reader Author: Mo Summary: When you get the highly-anticipated BTS dolls for Christmas, your life takes a turn in a way you never could have expected. Note: You asked for it, here it is! Part 13 <3 There’s a good bit of fluff in here. Part 14, is my favorite so far, so I cannot wait for you to read it, I think you’ll really like it, but I really like this part too <3 Love youuuuuuuu Warnings: None? Word Count: 2k

Prologue, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Once you and Namjoon picked out snacks (popcorn and M&Ms, of course) and drinks, you sat down together in the theater. Namjoon’s curious hand hovered over the bucket filled with golden goodness and you watched expectantly as he took a handful and popped it into his mouth.

“Well?”

“It’s good. Like. Really good. Holy shit, I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on this.” He grabbed another eager handful, a few stray pieces falling from his hand and landing on his sweatshirt. You giggled. God, he was so cute. “Can I try some M&Ms?”

“Of course.” You tipped the bag into his hand, leaving him a little pile of the chocolate candies before eating a few of them yourself.

“These are good too, oh my God…” He hummed, and then wiped his salty, buttery hands on a napkin.

“You’re gonna do this every time I introduce you to new foods, aren’t you?” You teased, laughing as you ruffled through his soft hair. He laughed too, grinning shyly and trying to hide behind his large hands.

“I’m just excited, I’m sorry--”

“It’s cute, Joon. It’s really fucking cute, don’t apologize.”

“You think I’m cute?” He blushed, heart lurching.

“The cutest.” You smiled, reaching up to pinch one of his adorable dimples.

“(Y/N)?” You looked up at the sound of someone calling your name. It was Ella, one of your BTS-obsessed friends. Fuck. You’d been able to squirm away from the cashier at Hot Topic, but Ella...Ella was smarter than that. She’d catch on that something was up. You weren’t sure how you were going to get out of this one…

“Ella! Hey!”

“How are you?” She walked up to where you and Namjoon were situated, right behind the railing at the front of the top section of seats.

“Doing great, you?”

“Oh you know, same old. I’m down there with some of my friends from my dance class.” Her eyes trailed to Namjoon and a mix of emotions fell across her features. Disbelief and confusion being among them. “And this is…?”

“Um, this is my, uh, friend...um, Joon...sung. Joonsung.”

“Right. I’m Joonsung.” Namjoon offered his hand, following your lead.

“Nice to meet you...Joonsung. Has uh, anyone ever told you you look like--”

“Namjoon? Yeah, I get that a lot. My parents moved here from Korea in the 80’s, so we might be distant cousins or something.”

“Oh. That’s really neat.” Ella seemed dumbstruck. You looked up at Namjoon, impressed. He was as quick-witted as his namesake, and in this moment, you were thankful for it. “Well, it was nice to meet you. We’ve gotta meet up sometime, (Y/N). You wanna have a study night this week? Hunker down at the library and get some work done?”

“Yeah, sounds great! We can ask the group chat after the movie.”

“Yep! See you later.” Ella walked down to the front section of the theater, where her friends were waiting for her. You sat back down, exhaling a relieved sigh. A close call, to say the least.

“You just saved our asses.” You laughed. “God, that was close…”

“We’ve had a few of those today, huh?” Namjoon chuckled and shook his head. “I didn’t think borrowing someone’s face would be so difficult.”

“It’s your face, too.” You pouted, looking at him. You knew it had to be tough, to be...well, modeled after someone else. Even moreso now that he was walking around in public and...human. But it was still hard for you to watch him feel bad about it. “It’s your face as much as it is his.”

“Well, it’s not, though.” He shrugged and stared at the cupholder between the two of you. “It was his face first. Years before it was ever mine.”

“You know, I read once that everyone in the world has like seven dopplegangers out there and they don’t even know it. As far as anyone knows, you’re just...one of RM’s. Hell, there are like seven people out there that look just like ME and it’s not like they ‘stole’ my face, right?”

He thought about it for a few moments, a smile slowly conquering his features. Namjoon nodded. “Thank you. You make me feel...so real. Like...like this is something I was always meant to have.”

You met his eyes, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Who’s to say you weren’t?”

Namjoon didn’t know how to reply to that, so instead, he only smiled. The lights dimmed shortly after that, and the movie started twenty minutes later. Maybe Namjoon was mistaken, but your hand just seemed to be sort of...resting on the armrest over the cupholder. Hmm. He wondered why.

And so he wondered for a few more minutes until it occurred to him that maybe...this was a Thing that girls did when they wanted their hand held? Were you sending him some secret message that you WANTED him to hold your hand? His heart raced, palms suddenly feeling sweaty. He subtly dried them on the surface of his new jeans and swallowed thickly. Jeez, no one ever told him navigating a human crush would be so difficult.

Well, actually, Yoongi had.

So, he spent the next few minutes building courage. How was he supposed to KNOW you wanted to hold hands with him? He didn’t know much about humans. Maybe this was just what human people did, resting their hands right over the cupholder between them and the person they were out alone with. When you’d held hands in the mall before, it was different. It was FUNCTIONAL. It was so he didn’t get lost in the crowd. Holding hands with you here, in this dark theater where there was no chance of him getting lost...it was different.

And yet, despite all of that, he still found his hand tentatively hovering over yours, his heart racing faster than it ever had before. His warmth met yours, and you melted against his touch, fingers welcoming his and giving his large hand a reassuring squeeze.

He looked over to find you smiling bashfully, and he knew he’d made the right move. Maybe this human thing wasn’t so hard after all.

You held hands with him the whole movie. Namjoon couldn’t believe this was happening. He was actually HOLDING HANDS with YOU! You’d been a giant compared to him only the day before, and now, he was not only human-sized, but he was TALLER THAN YOU by a margin large enough to warrant him bending forward to kiss you.

Woah, Namjoon, knock that off. He stopped his thoughts before they could wander any further. Holding your hand and kissing you were two very different things. And yet, it was all he wanted to do now, all he could think about. He’d overcome many hurdles today, and yet, he was scolding himself for wanting just one more. Would it be too much to ask? Just one kiss? He’d never kissed someone before, and after all, you wanted him to have as many human experiences as possible, didn’t you?

He tried to pay attention to the movie, he really did, but all he could think about was you. And so, before he knew it, the credits were rolling and the lights went up. You turned to look at him.

“Did you like it?”

“I did!” And it wasn’t technically a lie. He loved this movie because it was the reason he was sitting there with you, his large hand wrapped around yours. “What time is it?”

“It’s like...five o’clock. Jeez, we better get home to the guys. I’ll make us some dinner when we get there, alright?”

“Sounds good.” He nodded. As fun as his day out with you had been, you were right. You shouldn’t leave the boys home for this long. Plus, there was a new little friend in the shopping bag hanging from your arm rest, and he knew how much it sucked to be stuck in a box for an extended period of time. There had been a time when he didn’t know anything BUT his little plastic box. And now, he was out in the real world. It was wild how fast his life had turned around. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

***

When you got home, you handed Koya to Namjoon to get him out of his little plastic prison while you started boiling water for the noodles of the pasta you were going to make.

“You’re back!” Jimin greeted excitedly. He was managing the right side of your Playstation controller while Jungkook was manning the left as they fought yet another digital dragon.

“Did you have fun?” Yoongi smirked from his spot on the couch. He’d woken up from a wonderful nap not too long ago, but at the moment, he and Jin were on your laptop, doing research. They weren’t exactly sure how their friend had made the transition from plastic to person, but they’d like to do the same if the universe would allow it.

“Lots of fun, thank you very much.” Namjoon chuckled. He peeled the plastic off of the box and then lifted the clear plastic cover. For a little while, Koya sat there motionless, and Namjoon panicked. “It’s alright, little guy. You don’t have to pretend anymore. We’re not going to hurt you.”

“Like he’s going to believe that coming from a human.” Yoongi shook his head and left the laptop to walk over to where Namjoon was sitting on the other couch. He used his large human hands to lift Koya out of the rectangular black box and set him on the table instead. “Let me try.”

It shouldn’t have stung when Yoongi said it because he was right, and Namjoon had always wanted to be human...but...there was something hurtful about his own kind being afraid of him. So afraid of him that they wouldn’t move even when he told them it was alright.

“It’s alright, Koya. You don’t have to worry about scaring him off. He already knows. Until this morning, he was a doll like me.” Yoongi told the little Koala, petting the top of his furry blue head.

Slowly, he looked around, blinking. He looked up at Namjoon with big, innocent eyes. This man looked just like his dad. JUST like him. So, not resisting the urge anymore, Koya ran into his dad’s arms, nuzzling against his warm chest. Namjoon swore his heart about exploded, and he embraced the little blue koala carefully. There was some sense of paternal pride welling inside of him. Was this what it felt like to hold your child?

“We’re gonna take care of you, alright? I promise.” He murmured, cradling Koya as he walked to the kitchen, where you were talking to Hoseok and Tae. You’d put your hair up and were standing at the stove next to a pot of boiling water. You put the noodles in and stirred it a few times before letting it sit for a while.

When you turned around, Namjoon was standing there, holding the cuddly little koala, and your heart melted.

“Koya, meet (Y/N). She’s gonna be your mom.” He said, softly bouncing your new bundle of joy.

“And what does that make you?” Hoseok chuckled.

“Well, I’m his dad, obviously.” It took Namjoon a moment to realize what he was insinuating, but when he finally did, his cheeks flushed red. “Well, um, I mean, if you want to--”

“You think too much.” You teased, poking Namjoon’s nose. “I mean, we’re human, so...kind of going to be the parents around here for the time being.”

“Yeah...O-of course.”

“I see your humanity hasn’t made you any less awkward.” Tae laughed. “Still our clumsy Namjoon.”

“You can take the doll out of the clumsy, but you can’t take the clumsy out of the doll.” Hoseok agreed.

“Oh hush.” You walked up to Namjoon, who still had Koya cuddled against his chest, and gently pet his little head. He snuggled against your hand. “Welcome home, Koya. I hope you like it here.”

He nodded wordlessly, reaching his stubby little arms for you, so Namjoon let you hold him for a few minutes while the noodles boiled.

“Need any help around here?”

“Could you just set the table? A napkin and a fork for each of us.”

“You got it.” He walked over to the silverware drawer and pulled out two forks, laying a napkin under each one.

“Thank you, Joonie.” You smiled and handed Koya back to him so you could handle the noodles.

Namjoon sighed softly, watching you cook dinner, your new little blue friend in his arms, and he finally knew what it meant to go weak in the knees. You were his girl. You always had been, but now...he didn’t know how to ask you to be more...

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[stardust-revengers]

Who r ur top ten fav people to talk to? And say why if u wanna

Oof this is gonna be hard okay so welcome to my ted talk - @thatprofessionalfangirl gabby is my wife my best friend here and I juts love her all around she’s honestly one of the easiest people to talk to and she will listen whenever you need her and gives advice when you need it and makes you laugh and is hella relatable like honestly one of the reasons why we are friends is because we became friends on being trash and relatable to one another jkjk she isn’t trash I am, but yeah I absolutely adore her and I would die for her she’s amazing and an actual angel 💘💘💘@xoxojcanne okay lemme start with this b is hilarious like me and her always be talking on iMessage about Steve and angila hc and then tide one second and then how much we hate people who are dumb the next like and then on snap we have that “send ugly selfies at 2am friendship” so that’s the tea sis, I just l o v e carolena so much it hurts and she’s so nice and supportive and just all around the best bud ever I’m yelling I love youuuuuuuu💖💖💖@likechadwick I l o v e and would die for jaz she’s amazing and has the biggest heart anyone could have, she’s such a meme too like you relate to her on a personal level but then you love her so much it hurts??? Ya feel, anyways yes she honestly gives the best advice as well and is super genuine about friends and being there for you like a real one, she’ll always be there to listen to vents or rants or talk about stupid shit and she wouldn’t be annoyed(at least I hope she doesn’t think I’m annoying lmao) and I just uhghhHhHhHh she’s so n I c e and kind and understanding I love her 💙💙💙@the-crime-fighting-spider raina my wife where do I begin I was just talking about it with her today about how our friendship is legit the best because we even each other and we are 100% not toxic to each other and we just understand and get each other on levels no one else does and she’s so sweet and actual angel a blessing from god himself tbh, she’s amazing and wonderful and I love talking to her about anything all at the same time like actually we would have 20 different convos all at the same time trust me it’s the best kinda friendship 💞💞💞@hailshurricane this b is an og we haven’t talked in a while but it’s one of those friendships were u can just pick up right where you left off and just talk about anything mainly we talk about books cuz we are nerds by I love that about us 💜💜💜@okayloki another person I haven’t talked to in awhile ig cuz we both busy as hell but I love this b with all my heart we talk about the weirdest shit and at the weirdest times cuz our time zones are so different so it’ll be like 10 am where she’s at and like the ungodly hours of the night for me or smth like that anyways Yee I just love her talking to her because we can talk about the funniest and weirdest shit and like it doesn’t bother the friendship ya feel anyways ily bitch💚💚💚@thatawkwardemma this thot ass I love with all my heart she’s so easy to talk to and is so funny she will make you laugh your ass off just by daily life things honestly our conversation make my day because she’s hilarious and so relatable (at times other times it’s like how the fuck did that happen?) but it’s just such a fun and genuine friendship yet when you need someone she’s there for you anytime and she’s so sweet and kind and loving and I just Oof my heart ily Emma 💕💕💕@stringy-glitter it’s my main b okay so I love Andrew with all my heart he is such a real one and I absolutely adore him and would die for him, I love how we can vent to each other and still laugh at eachother and be there for one another and give advice to help the other, I most definitely would do anything for him, because he just deserves the best and only good things in this world and I just ugh bitch ily 💓💓💓@a-littlebreak-for-b I love talking to her because she’s so nice and sweet and funny, we haven’t talked in awhile because I’m bad at friendships in general and I feel super bad but I just socializing is not a good thing about me but like she gets that and we can pick our friendship off right were we left g and just talk about anything at any time and I would die for her so Ily 🧡🧡🧡@peters-vlogs Louise I love you!! She’s absolutely amazing and so so so so kind, she’s super caring and supportive and is always there for me when I need her and she’s just so funny as well, and hella cute like yes queen I s t a n and icon I just love her so much she’s amazing and actual blessing and deserves only good things in this world 💝💝💝

~if we talk and I didn’t mention you I’m very very sorry I’m very dumb and stuff and I forget a lot when being asked questions like “what’s your favorite movie” *forgets every movie I’ve ever watched* ya feel? Also I get side tracked like right now I’m dumb as hell im sorry, I love all my friends and would die for each and every one of you so yes I’m sorry if I didn’t mention you ily don’t hate me I’m just dumb Oof 👀😫💜💜💜💖💖💖💖

[intricatecakes]

all the cafe asks ehehehe

omfg how dare u

ily 

1. Rosehip tea: Which book did you love when you were younger? Heidi because I got to read it with my dad and the copy we have is suuuuper old and the pages are practically brown they’re so yellow with age2. Oolong tea: Which book series could you read again? uhhhhhh might be time to reread the Sharpe series for like the eighth time3. Rooibos: What is one of you favourite books?Answered here but have another: The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch4. Strawberry tea: Tell me about your first kiss, if you had one.I Have Never Been Kissed5. Apple tea: Tell me about your first break up, if you had one.Also Never Been In a Relationship6. Earl Grey: Which countries have you visited? Not enough. Answered here. 7. Chai: Where do you want to travel next? BRUGES 8. Darjeeling: What languages do you speak?English, and i’m limping along in German9. Hop tea: Do you have a favourite tea? Which one? Answered here. and here for more tea10. Herbal tea: Which person would you chose to travel the world with?YOUUUUUUUU and @setmeatopthepyre​ and they’ll call us the power travel trio11. Nettle tea: Are you jealous of a person? Why? Yes. For a lot of reasons but they’re alllllll anxiety related so I’m trying to work through them and not let that hurt my relationship with them. 12. Ice tea: Do you miss somebody? Why? I miss my fiddle friends -- I miss sitting in a pub for three hours playing non-stop wild tunes and asking my buddy how is ducks are in between sets13. Yellow tea: What shampoo do you use? Answered here. 14. Peppermint tea: What is your favourite gif at the moment? Answered here and here. 15. Ceylon tea: Do you have a song you like, but have bad memories with? I like a lot of songs but I have a running list of ones that make my friends sad so I switch the radio station when they come on in the car when we’re hanging out or just don’t talk about them ever lmao16. Hibiscus tea: What is a song you can always hear? Answered here and here17. Flowering tea: What is a movie you can always watch? Answered here but also the 10th Kingdom. It’s almost seven hours longs and I’ve seen it sO MANY TIMES it’s so dang good18. Pu-erh tea: What is a book you can recommend to others? Imaginative Realism: How to Paint What Doesn’t Exist by James GurneyMost valuable art book i’ve ever bought besides the hugeass Norman Rockwell book but that’s just bc i love norman rockwell fight meeee19. Turkish tea: What is your favourite cake? Chocolaaaaaaaate20. Green tea: What was the first movie you saw in a cinema? That I can remember??? Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I saw it with my mom, her sister, and my sister, and my mom got motion sick in the first five minutes. 21. Blueberry-Muffin tea: Tell me a memory, which makes you smile. I went to a kitchen party because one of my fiddle friends was playing and when he saw me he gave me a bIG HUG and jokingly asked if i brought him any cookies (because most times i do LOL) and when i told him yes his face just???? Lit up????? like a christmas tree????? he ‘s a real life cookie monster oh man i miss him i wish it was summer already22. Panda tea: Do you have pets? Which one? Answered here and yes i love her very much23. Butter tea: Show / Tell me about one thing i your room you find awesome. I have an ORIGINAL PAINTING by @alvangs​ of cool colours and aNOTHER ORIGINAL PAINTING by @alphacarrotein​ of murky swamp sheep and they’re on my wall and i love them so much and also the paintings too24. Hot chocolate: Do you have (a) stuffed animal(s) sitting in your room? Which one(s)?HA.You’re funny. My bed is 60% plush animals, there’s a hammock full of them hanging above the bed (if it falls, i’m gonna suffocate, no lie), there’s more in my closet, and also some on the bookshelves. Too many.I love them. 25. 24 flavors: What is your favourite word?Answered here but also halcyon26. Jasmin tea: Can you draw / paint? Wanna show me something? Here’s a sheep i drew in Ireland and he’s just a walking sweater

27. Kombucha: What do you order on a pizza? Answered here. 28. Cloud tea: Which movie do you want to watch next? Infinity War so i can cry29. Gunpowder tea: If you had the chance: would you go to space?N O 30. Matcha: Bonus question of you choice! I might answer… Here’s the popcorn we were talking about lol

Tea for two, friend? (pls reblog if u want to i can send u fun asks)

[musiclovingbitch]

Of Love And Tentacles

Summary:  AU. Alien!Kurt. Highschool!Klaine. Basically tentacle porn but with (maybe too much) plot.

Dedicated to @slayediest: a superb human being and friend. (and this is the longest thing I’ve ever written see how much I love youuuuuuuu)

~3.4k words

on AO3

Kurt winced as he stood up from the floor. He rolled his shoulder and picked up his stuff, heading to the restroom to get some peace and quiet.

Once there, he balanced his things on the edge of the sink and splashed a bit of water on his face.

“You’d think being a fucking alien would annoy them more, but nooo, it’s being into guys that crosses the line.” he thought aloud.

He startles at the unexpected chuckle that comes from one of the stalls. He turns around to find Blaine Anderson leaning against the stall door.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” he said. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, thanks.” Kurt answered.

Blaine approaches him with a sympathetic expression and lays a hand on his forearm. “You have to remember that prejudice is just ignorance, Kurt.”

“I know. I’m comforted by the thought that they’ll all be working for me one day.” Kurt said, a small smile on his lips.

Blaine grinned at him. “I’m sure they will.”

The bell rang.

“Take care, Kurt. And, I know that we don't really know each other all that much, but if you ever need to talk to anyone, just know I’m here.” Blaine said, and with a squeeze of his arm, walked away. Kurt watched him leave, then went to class. It wasn’t until the next bell rang and he got to his locker again and glanced at his mirror that he realized he was still smiling.

From that day on, whenever their eyes would meet, Blaine would offer him a smile, which he readily returned.

When he felt particularly brave one day, he took Mercedes’ hand and walked over to where Blaine was sitting with Sam Evans. Blaine’s eyes lit up when he saw them approaching.

“Hey guys! Wanna sit with us?” he asked.

“We’d love to.” Kurt said with a blush.

Kurt and Blaine started talking, and they kept talking, and before Kurt knew it lunch time was over and he’d barely touched his food.

He felt a little bad for leaving Mercedes to talk to Sam on her own, but he felt considerably less so after glancing over their way in a lull in his conversation with Blaine. They seemed to have really hit it off, something which Mercedes later confirmed with a blush strong enough to rival his own.

After that, the four of them became pretty much glued at the hip. Kurt had never felt like he belonged more. He was happier than he could remember being in years.

There was one problem though. Blaine was flirty. Like, really flirty. With his casual touches and his breathtaking smiles, and the way he listened intently when Kurt was speaking with that stupidly earnest expression on his stupidly handsome face. It made Kurt’s stomachs flutter.

But Blaine flirts with everybody, Kurt always reminded himself, trying not to get his hopes up, and failing miserably at it.

“Kurt?” Blaine asked, effectively snapping him out of his reverie. “Where did you go, silly?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I completely zoned out, what did you say?”

“I said, do you wanna meet up Saturday morning to work on that history paper together?”

“Oh! Yes, of course, I’d love to. Um, do you want to come to my house? My neighbourhood is very quiet so we’ll be able to concentrate better.” Kurt said, remembering Blaine’s comment about how his neighbour’s kids always made a racket, especially on the weekends.

“Yeah, that’d be awesome. What time should I be there?”

“Uh, eleven maybe? You’ll stay for lunch, of course.”

Blaine grinned at him. “I’ll be there.”

*

“Wow, your room is beautiful, Kurt.” Blaine said looking around with wide eyes.

“Thanks. I really love this shade of blue, it relaxes me. Which isn’t always productive when I’m trying to study.” he said, and they both chuckled. “Um, can I get you something?”

“Just some water, thank you.” Blaine said and smiled again, setting Kurt’s heart aflutter.

“Okay. Well, make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right back.”

He fetched two glasses of water and two coasters, as well as a plate of cookies. He set them gently on the desk.

“Carole--my Dad’s girlfriend--made them, they’re delicious.”

Two hours later, Blaine groaned and pushed his chair away from the desk. “If I read one more sentence about Charlemagne I will not be held responsible for my actions.”

Kurt laughed. “We should take a break, you’re right.”

“As always.”

“Ha, yes. So…” he swivels his chair to face Blaine, “what should we do now? I can heat up lunch? We have Carbonara!” he proposed.

“Uh, although that does sound delicious, maybe a bit later? I’m not all that hungry right now.”

“Well… do you wanna watch a few episodes of Project Runway?”

“Yeah, I’d love to!”

Five minutes later they are sitting side by side on Kurt’s bed, their knees touching, Kurt’s laptop in front of them. Mid-way through the episode, Blaine turned to Kurt.

“Hey, Kurt?” Kurt paused the episode and turned to face him. “We’re friends, right?” he asked.

“Yeah, yes, of course. I think you may just be my best friend.” Kurt said while nodding.

“Me too.” Blaine said and smiled, but then became serious again. “So... you trust me, right?”

“Uh, yeah? Why?”

“Because… I want, no, I need you to be comfortable with me. Especially when you’re in your own house. If you’re not comfortable, I’m not comfortable.”

“Blaine, of course I’m not uncomfortable around you. What gave you the idea that I was?”

“You haven’t, I mean, you haven’t...you know,” Blaine said and made a gesture with his hands. He saw the flash of recognition in Kurt’s eyes, saw his blush.

“Oh.” Kurt said meekly. “Well, I wasn’t sure if you would be comfortable with that. People can have very different reactions. I mean, we’ve been here for a long while, but I doubt I’d get a positive reaction were I to do that in the middle of the street, or something.” Kurt said and shrugged.

“But we’re not in the middle of the street, Kurt. We’re in your home, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide parts of yourself from me for me to accept you or keep being friends with you. I’m not trying to push you into doing something you don’t want to, but if the only reason is because you think I don’t want you to...be your full self, then I need to make sure you know that it’s one hundred percent alright with me.” Blaine finished his tirade, his breath a little ragged.

Kurt smiled a little and nodded. “Okay. Thank you, for telling me that.”

Blaine smiled at him and Kurt pressed play.

By the time the episode’s over, Kurt’s tentacles are wrapped around Blaine’s waist and Blaine’s hand is in Kurt’s and neither boy is paying attention to anything happening on screen.

A little while later they go down to the kitchen, where Kurt heats up Carbonara, and Blaine sits at the kitchen table watching him. Conversation picks up again, and by the time they’ve finished their meal, the weird tension between them has dissolved for the most part.

They go back up to Kurt’s room and study some more before Blaine says dejectedly that he should really be going home.

When they hug on the doorstep, Kurt wraps both his arms and his tentacles around him. It’s the best hug Blaine has ever received.

*

After that, they become even closer. Both Mercedes and Sam notice, but they decide not to mention anything.

Kurt begins to fall for Blaine, and mopes to Mercedes about the improbability of a relationship between them. Blaine begins to fall for Kurt, and does the same to Sam.

Every touch feels like fire. It’s torture and heaven at the same time. But nothing happens. Until it does.

*

They’ve taken to hanging around Kurt’s house a lot. Whether it’s doing homework, or watching movies and tv shows together, they pretty much spend as much time as they can together. Blaine gets to meet Burt, and then Carole.

Blaine, the hopeless romantic that he is, can’t help but try to show his feelings through actions, even though he dares not say anything. He buys Kurt coffee and presents it to him when they meet up at the front entrance of the school.

The smile Kurt gives him makes his heart flutter and his knees weak. The blush on Kurt’s cheeks ignites hope somewhere deep within him.

“You know my coffee order?” Kurt says breathlessly.

“Duh. Of course I do.”

Kurt smiles. “Thank you, Blaine.” he says, and, feeling particularly brave, leans in and kisses him on the cheek. They both blush all the way to class.

At lunch time, Kurt grabs an extra cookie and shyly places it on Blaine’s tray. The beam sent his way makes him feel like everything is alright with the world. He sits down next to him and starts eating.

“Hey, Kurt?” Mercedes says.

“Yeah?”

“Is it okay if Blaine drives you home today? Me and Sam have to go to the mall.” she says with a small blush on her cheeks.

“It’s my sister’s birthday in a few days and I need help picking out a present.” Sam pipes up apologetically.

“Oh, I don’t mind, but,” he turned to Blaine, “are you sure it won’t be a problem? I don’t wanna--”

“Kurt, of course it’s not a problem.”

“Okay, then. Thank you.”

“No problem.”

They smile at each other and go back to eating and mindless chatter.

*

“Thanks again, Blaine.” Kurt said as he climbed into the passenger seat of Blaine’s car. He put on his seatbelt and lowered the window a bit.

“I told you, it’s nothing.” Blaine said with a smile and put on his own seatbelt. “Would you mind if I put on some music? I have a whole playlist for driving.” he said and laughed, a tad embarrassed.

“Of course I don’t mind! So long as… well. You don’t have any yodeling in there, do you?” Kurt said, a slightly disgusted expression on his face. Blaine laughed heartily.

“No, there’s no yodeling.” he responded and smiled.

“Good.” Kurt said and smiled back.

They drove relatively silently, both humming along to the songs.

“You have a wonderful music taste.” Kurt said.

“Thank you! I’m glad you like it.”

Just as they were about to pull into Kurt’s driveway, The Beatles’ Blackbird started playing. Kurt grabbed Blaine’s bicep.

“Oh, I love that song. Can you stay a bit, I really wanna listen to it.” Kurt asked.

“Of course.”

They both relaxed against their seats, looking up at the roof of the car. Blaine was distinctly aware of the fact that Kurt’s hand was still on his arm.

Then Kurt started sing along. Blaine felt like his heart was going to flee his chest, it was beating so hard.

As the last notes of the song hung in the air, Kurt unbuckled his seatbelt, but Blaine caught his arm before he could exit the car. Kurt looked back at him in confusion.

Blaine’s mouth felt dry. Now or never. “God, Kurt.” he said breathlessly. “That was incredible, you are incredible.”

“Thank you.”

“You just, you…” he took a big breath, “you move me, Kurt.” he said, and glanced at Kurt’s lips.

“If,” Kurt said and gulped, “if you’re about to do what I think you’re about to do, you should do it.”

Blaine leaned in slowly. Kurt met him halfway.

It was amazing. It was everything they’d dreamed of and more.

“Does this mean we’re boyfriends?” Kurt asked when they pulled apart. Blaine looked at him, at his red lips, at the way his chest heaved.

“I would like that very much. Only if you want to, too, though.” he asked, equally breathless.

“I’d love to.” Kurt said, voice higher than usual.

They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, both momentarily glancing at the other’s lips before returning to their gaze to their eyes.

“We should…” Blaine trailed off.

“We should.” Kurt said and nodded.

Their lips met again. Kurt’s skin felt like it was on fire, like Blaine’s hands on his cheek and his neck were infusing his body with warmth.

Kurt wrapped his hands around Blaine’s neck and tugged him closer. Blaine made a noise of surprise and broke the kiss, looking down.

Kurt looked to see what Blaine was staring at and startled. “Blaine, I am so, so so--”

“Kurt, it’s okay. I, uh, I kinda like them.” he said with a blush. One of Kurt’s tentacles reached up and stroked his cheek. “A lot.”

“Oh.”

“So, I mean...we can, we can continue? If you’d like.” he worried his lip between his teeth and looked up at Kurt through his lashes.

Kurt walked into his house 15 minutes later and barely felt it when his feet touched the ground.

That night, when he was replaying everything that had happened that day in his head, a question popped into Kurt’s mind, but he wasn’t sure if he’d ever find the courage to actually ask it.

*

He did find the courage to ask his question, but it took a while. Almost a year into their relationship.

Their relationship had progressed a lot over that time. Kurt had met Blaine’s parents and his brother, they’d exchanged ‘I love you’s, and they’d had their first time together. Everything felt better when the other one was around.

Now, on a rare afternoon where they had Blaine’s house to themselves, they were making out shirtless on Blaine’s bed, the promise of more in the air.

Despite himself, Kurt broke the kiss and rolled off Blaine, laying by his side instead.

“Blaine, uh, can I ask you a question?” he said, trying to control his breathing.

“Now?” Blaine said, slightly incredulously. He covered his face with his arm.

“Yep.”

“Go for it.”

“Do, um. Do…god.”

“Kurt? What is it?” Blaine said and turned to face him, leaning on his elbow.

“D-Do my tentacles turn you on?” he said, and the blush on his cheeks spread down towards his chest.

Blaine fell back on the bed beside him, and resolutely stared up at the ceiling instead of his boyfriend. “Oh, uh...oh. Well...yeah.”

Kurt said nothing.

“Does that, um. Does that weird you out?” Blaine asked, a tiny bit scared.

One of Kurt’s tentacles came up and brushed over Blaine’s nipple. He gasped.

“N-no. It doesn’t bother me, I was--I was just wondering.” Kurt said. He bit his lip. “Do you... f-fantasize about them?”

“Well, I mean, yes. They’re a part of you. And I love them equally as much as I love the rest of you. Does that make you uncomfortable? Knowing that I...do that?”

“I mean...I can’t say it’s not weird, thinking of you thinking of me when you...you know. But it’s a good kind of weird. I like it very much. And, you know, it-it is possible to...” Kurt trailed off and his eyes glazed over slightly while different scenarios flooded his mind.

He didn’t need to say anything more, though. Blaine straddled him, his cheeks bright red, redder than Kurt thinks he’s ever seen them.

“So.” Blaine said and bit his lip.

“So.” Kurt said and thrust his hips up.

Kurt reached up and undid Blaine’s pants, while two of his tentacles wrapped themselves around Blaine’s waist.

“Is this okay?” Kurt asked.

“So, so okay.” Blaine answered breathlessly.

He removed his pants fully and threw them on the floor. Kurt did the same. Blaine ran his hands up and down Kurt’s chest, stopping at his nipples and paying them special attention before moving on, never staying in the same place long enough.

“Christ, Kurt, you are so fucking beautiful.”

He caressed one of Kurt’s tentacles, which wasn’t something unusual, but it held the promise of more, and that sent a tingle up Kurt’s spine.

He stroked Blaine’s cock over his underwear, feeling it harden under his palm, then took off both Blaine’s and his underwear, tossing them on the floor as well.

A tentacle curled around Blaine’s cock and another slid between his ass cheeks and massaged his hole.

Blaine made a keening noise, then lurched forward, grabbed Kurt by the shoulders and sealed their lips together. He made all kinds of delicious noises in Kurt’s mouth, and Kurt committed each and every one of them to memory.

Blaine broke the kiss and started kissing down Kurt’s jaw, to his neck, where he pushed his face against Kurt’s skin and panted heavily.

“Does it feel good?” Kurt asked, bringing his hands up to stroke Blaine’s back.

“Uh-huh.” Blaine nodded against his skin.

Kurt reached for the lube on Blaine’s bedside table. “Do you wanna…?”

Blaine lifted his head and looked at the lube, then Kurt. “Please.”

“Okay.” Kurt whispered. “Turn around?” he asked. Blaine complied.

It took a bit of maneuvering, especially since Kurt’s tentacles refused to let go of Blaine in any capacity, but he was so pliable like this, and it didn’t take long for Kurt to be straddling the back of Blaine’s thighs.

He simply couldn’t not take a few moments to stare in awe at his masterpiece of a boyfriend. The sight of him was almost enough to make him come right then and there. His back looked like it’d been sculpted by the best sculptor that has ever and will ever exist. There simply wasn’t a worthy enough adjective to describe his ass.

He put his hands on it, kneaded it, reveling in the feel of the meaty flesh against his hands. While his hands paid special attention to Blaine’s ass, his tentacles roamed freely all over the rest of his body.

Blaine grabbed one of the tentacles in his reach, stroked it, examined it more closely than he had ever before. Then he put his mouth on it. Kurt moaned aloud.

“Oh my god.”

“That feels good?” Blaine popped off to say before putting it back in his mouth.

“Yeah, yes, I...I knew they were more sensitive than my arms, but I had no idea that felt like--like it does.” Kurt panted.

With shaking hands, he reached for the lube and poured some on his fingers. He warmed it up best as he could, then started massaging Blaine’s rim, loving the sweet, sweet sounds he made.

“Ready?” he asked. Blaine simply nodded eagerly, not stopping his ministrations on Kurt’s tentacle.

He fingered him thoroughly, ignoring his own want and Blaine’s pleas. When he finally pulled his fingers out, Blaine was a quivering mess, chanting ‘please, please, please’ under his breath. He got up on his hands and knees.

“Shove--shove it in me.”

“God, Blaine, okay.”

He used one of his tentacles to stroke Blaine’s rim, then slowly started pushing in. They both moaned at the sensation.

Kurt leaned over and started kissing Blaine’s neck, his shoulders, whatever area he could reach. Then he simply pushed his face in between Blaine’s shoulder blades and panted.

“This is going to be over really fast.” Kurt said and whined.

“You...you can come, just from this?” Blaine said, awe in his voice.

“I really wasn’t kidding when I said they’re really sensitive.”

“Oh god, that’s so hot.” Blaine said and laughed breathlessly. He pushed back against the tentacle. “Deeper.”

Kurt complied. He tried pressing up, hoping to find that one spot that drove Blaine crazy.

Blaine cried out. Kurt smirked. He kept pressing up. The feeling of Blaine clenching around him was divine.

Too divine, apparently, because Kurt came unexpectedly with a strangled moan. He was pretty sure he blacked out for a second. He glanced down to see Blaine’s thighs and sheets covered in his come.

He kept fucking Blaine, while another of Kurt’s tentacles curled around Blaine’s cock once more. It was mere seconds before Blaine came with a loud moan, and come splattered on the sheets.

Blaine collapsed on the bed. Kurt fell beside him, careful not to put a lot of weight on him. He pulled out of him, blushing slightly at Blaine’s whine. Lips sought out lips, their kisses starting dirty then gradually turning to chaste. Blaine rolled off from where he was half under Kurt.

“So. Thoughts?” Kurt said.

“We are...definitely going to be doing this again.” Blaine responded.

They both tilted their heads towards each other and smiled. Yes, yes they would.