#I love this trope

[homeofsymbrock]

What is with little old ladies and their idiot gay sons dating pissed off monstrous men

[forged-in-kaoss]

gomu gomu of your eye

[disgracefulthings]

I have 2 great ideas for 'Moshang gets married but Shang Qinghua is unaware' fics

The first one is that Mobei-Jun marries Shang Qinghua very early in the story, which still plays out as usual, until the very end where he tells the other peak lords that he and Shang Qinghua are married, leaving them and his husband very shocked

The second one is a Modern Day AU where Mobei-Jun is a CEO and Shang Qinghua is his assistant. Mobei-Jun places papers in front of him one day and tells him to sign, which Shang Qinghua does without reading them. It turns out that he was agreeing to marry Mobei-Jun, and his boss is very pleased by how fast he agreed

[pipinpali]

Im surprised this gt trope isnt too prominent but like,,,

Giants afraid of tinies ,, like how someone is afraid of bugs or rats,,

I JUST THINK ITS REALLY FUNNY .

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T (stuck under cup or something): "P-Please let me out!"

G: "...No."

T: "Why?!"

G: "You scare the shit of me."

T: "What...? You're saying that you, the person who trapped me against my own will and made me try to deal with the fact I might die at any moment... are scared of me? The guy the size of your finger."

G: "..." "...In my defense the way you run freaks me out."

[luvrloki]

logan howlett, in every universe, was meant to be a girl dad

[oongist]

au where rei works at an office and he always brings cute bentos to work and goes :] when he's on his breaks, talking into the phone. everyone is trying to figure out who is wife is because this is Suwa Rei. they've probably only heard him say thirteen words the five months he's been here, and they want to get to know him better and they want to ask the person who's successfully done so!

then, one day, this tall blonde man with a five year old on his hip jogs up to their receptionist, familiar bento box in hand, asking for their quiet coworker.

[gojonanami]

thinking about divorced!gojo showing up to pick up your daughter for the weekend only to find you dressed for a date. and your daughter is napping, so what else does he do but stick around and pester you?

but what happens when his jealousy is getting the better of him, especially when he sees you all dressed up for another man — and he can’t help but pick a petty argument that dissolves into apologies and then into him fucking you in the bed that was once both of yours—

and of course, he answers the door when your date shows up and tells the poor guy that you’re busy, with your husband—

[random-autie-fangirl]

The holy quartet of video game narrators which are actually living beings (...and also kinda suck)

[theregretofgod]

I LOVE MEDIA THAT INVOLVES A ROBOT BREAKING ITS CODE AND FEELING EMOTION! ! !

IT ALWAYS BRINGS ME SO MUCH JOY ! ! !

YES MY DEAR ROBOTS GO CRAZY WITH FEELINGS! ! !

[eustassslut]

Thinking about being childhood friends with Sabo and he's been in love with you since the day he met you, but you have no idea so for most of your friendship you've just been dating around trying to find your soulmate when he's been by your side the whole time. You can never figure out why you date such questionable men and why none of them ever feel right but your belief is so strong in the idea that one day you'll find the one that you just keep pushing through. You let yourself fall in love with the worst of the worst and complain to Sabo through it all. You complain about the bad dates and the weird hookups, how they buy you the wrong flowers all whilst you stay and put up with it until they inevitably break it off. But throughout all of these men and the dating you treat Sabo with such delicate care, you show your love for him so visibly and it's so clear how important you are to him. You make sure he eats, that he's ready for every meeting, that his clothes are mended, you organise birthdays and parties for his achievements. You love him so plainly and he knows everything about you.

However it's not in the way Sabo wants. Poor Sabo spends his life trying to distract himself with work but you infect that like an incurable disease, making sure he rests and that his needs are cared for. Then when he tries to fuck out any of the stress and frustration he has stored up it ends up with hookups with girls who look as close to you as he can get away with before anyone notices. You're so important to him and you exist everywhere in his life, even in his bed as he wishes the girl beneath him was you and that you weren't in someone else's bed after a fun night out. You exist in his head, in his heart and in his soul. You are all he will ever love and care about. He loves you so strongly but he knows it's not his time yet and when he does get it all of the years of waiting will have been worth it.

He loves you but he also knows he can't rush you on realising that you belong with him and you need to realise this on your own. One day you will and you'll confess to him so sincerely it will feel as if he's entered a cliche romantic movie. His whole world will light up and everything will feel a little bit brighter. He'll get you in his bed one day, make you cry with tears of happiness and pleasure and it will be better than anything he could ever spend his nights fantasying about. He just needs to wait and push through the torture as the future he dreams about draws closer and closer.

[cloudiinumaki]

teenage cliches — megumi fushiguro

NOTES ! — at what point does a piece of writing get long enough that it should probably have a read more thing is there like a number or what

WARNINGS ! — lowercase... (but it's fluff so it matches)

REQUESTS OPEN !

it's the late evening, and somehow you've managed to coax megumi into watching a film with you— and, not just any film, a film that he quite adamantly hates and has openly said so. still, at your pleading words, he'd taken a seat next to you to watch the film, not pulling away as you lean into his side.

for him, it's just as annoying as the first time he'd watched it, though you latch onto each and every scene, loving the film in his stead. honestly, he wasn't sure when he started doing these things for you. watching films he hated just so he could see you smile next to him, and possibly have you lean into him as you watch… focusing more on your face than the clunky dialogue of the characters. still, despite inwardly noticing this new behaviour of his, he can't really stop it.

by the time half of the film's gone by, he's almost ready to die. he somehow hates the main character more than he thought was even possible, and he wonders what sick thought process the director must've had to make a film so terrible in quality. megumi turns his gaze away from the blinking screen, moving past the features of the dim bedroom to look at you. you're clearly trying to hide it, stifling your yawns behind your hand, and blinking your eyes insistently to ward off sleep, but he can see you're getting tired too.

"should i turn it off?" megumi asks after a quiet moment, eyebrow slightly raised as he glances between you and the film on the screen. he'd be glad to, honestly. but, you wave him off, nestling back into him as you force your eyes to focus back on the scene.

"no, not when this is the best part of the film," you say insistently, adjusting yourself slightly. mentally, he wondered if it was even a good thing that the 'best part' of the film was so early in its run time. after a few moments, amicable silence filled with the sound of the movie, megumi puts his arm around you almost gingerly. you settle into the touch, finding it comfortable and he resolves himself to continue watching the film. sure, it sucks, but he can feel your quiet breaths near him, the small huffs of laughter you'd make when a piece of dialogue was slightly funny. it's an unusual scene for him to be in, such a quiet and mundane activity. but, it's… not unwelcome either.

he only pauses when he feels a weight against his shoulder, a short glance to his right confirming that you had, indeed, fallen asleep and against his shoulder, of all places. he won't deny that he froze up for a good few moments, but he eventually settles his mind, also glad for the fact the two of you were alone. if anyone else saw this, they'd probably have a field day with teasing him.

after a few moments, megumi carefully adjusts your position: as falling asleep like that would certainly leave a crick in your neck. and, when your eyes blink open in a daze, despite his best efforts to not wake you, he won't have much to say— honestly somewhat lost for words.

"it's fine, go back to sleep," he murmurs, his voice soft and steady, and his hands are feather-light as they adjust the pillow under you, and set you down, before (reluctantly) pulling away. still, you fall back asleep just as easily, and by the time it's morning, you're left wondering if that tranquil moment was just another part of your dreams.

BONUS ! —

later that morning, you find megumi, having just finished up his training. when you move to greet him, you notice the momentary, but visible redness at the tips of his ears— the most reliable way of noticing when he's flustered. he brushes the moment off quickly, but at once, you're reassured that, no, that moment earlier was not part of any dream.

[navstuffs]

"Private" Security

Pairing: Rookie!Leon Kennedy x GN!Reader

Summary: Your rookie cop boyfriend, Leon, protects you during your morning jog. Based on the tiktok by @johnny_tsunami_88.

Warnings tags: protective!leon, fluff, though the image says female jogger, this is a fic for gn!reader!!!, reader might be jogging/running/walking

Author's notes: heeey!! finally i have decided to write! i am a HUGE sucker for protective fics and when i saw this tiktok i HAD TO WRITE.

my leon's masterlist

"Leaving the house. Love you."

Your text message arrives around 15 minutes before the end of Leon's shift. It had been a relatively peaceful night in Raccoon City, except for a fight in the busy bar on Main Street at 3 am. Again, Leon had to separate two males who got involved in a fight because of a woman. " Every Saturday, he thought as he sent both men their way before asking for backup. At least they were inoffensive enough to get in their ride-share app cars without complaining.

Leon welcomes your text message with a smile. You tell him you want to restart your fitness journey at 5 am. Why? Because if you don't do it at 5 am, you will never compromise for the rest of the day, so it is a way to encourage yourself.

Of course, Leon was there at 5 am every morning to accompany you. There was no way in hell Leon would let you run alone. The streets could be dangerous, and Leon was always cautious about your safety, especially given the dangers of Raccoon City.

But today, the first day of his new schedule, Leon couldn't relax. He asked you to text him when you left the house, let him know if anything bothered you, and carry pepper spray, though you hated the idea of "arming" yourself. Leon couldn't fathom something happening to you.

With a sudden decision in mind, Leon turns on his patrol car with his lights on, but no sound. He has an appointment he can't miss.

-x-

Breathe, you tell yourself. Breathe deeply. Concentrate.

With your favorite playlist playing in your ears, you put one foot after the other, focused on exercising. It is your first day without Leon at your side as your loyal partner, and you thought you would feel bad, but sometimes being alone is the most peaceful thing that could happen.

You texted him as he asked you to put one earbud in (Leon begged you not to put both and to always be aware of your surroundings) and started jogging- slowly, at your own pace, with no stress. The sun wasn't out yet, and the birds weren't singing yet. Most lights are off in the houses in your neighborhood. 

This new fitness journey has always been about your mental health, a way to make you feel better about yourself. The fresh air, the feeling of having your body moving. It sucked that you had to be aware of your surroundings, but what can we do right?

Within ten minutes of your run, you notice the familiar lights of a police car appear behind you. You are surprised, turning your head quickly behind you and seeing the familiar car following you at a slow speed, escorting you as you exercise.

As you get close to the park near your house, far away from most houses, you hear your boyfriend's voice through the speakers.

"You are doing fantastic! I know you can do it, honey!"

You giggle, then continue and focus on your usual jog- almost a walk, but you don't mind. What matters is that you are feeling good about yourself. After you had enough, you walk toward the police car, breathing heavily, and Leon has his window open, a massive smile on his face.

"Hey, pretty." He looks so handsome, with the rising sunbeams illuminating his face.

"Hello, officer. Am I in any trouble?" You tease back, lying against his open window. Leon offers you a water bottle, which you gladly accept and drink. "Shouldn't you be off work already?"

"Yeah. Need to keep civilians safe, though. Especially adorable ones like you."

"I would be fine. My boyfriend told me to bring this." You raise the pepper spray in your hand, and Leon nods, happy.

"I am glad you are following your boyfriend's direction." Leon then stops and becomes more serious. "I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable."

"You didn't, sweetie. Are you telling me you will always escort me during my morning jogs?" 

"I will always keep you safe. Your safety is my number one priority, always." Leon replies, his tone very serious. You nod, saluting his seriouness. "Do you need a ride back home?"

"No, I will be fine on the way home. I promise." 

Since no one was around, you decided to return to the house after giving Leon a quick goodbye kiss. Looking over your shoulder, you saw the police cruiser still parked in the same spot, probably with the driver still keeping his eyes on you.

Leon watches as you quickly turn around to blow another kiss before disappearing. His face is red, and his heart feels fuzzy. He shakes his head, thinking it's better to bring the car back to the police station.

[inbredbrotherhood]

Dean, hands gripping Sam’s waist, smiling up at his baby brother who’s gotten so much taller since leaving, finally hitting proper height, thumbs pressed into the divots of his hips, rubbing little circles into flesh. Sam, staring down at Dean with flushed cheeks and gentle eyes, taking in Dean’s freckles and the cut on his lip, how much he’s changed, pressing their chests together to feel his steady heartbeat while his own hands settle just above his ass, barely keeping decent.

And Jess, watching from the doorway in something between horror and shock as Sam opens his mouth and professes — “babe, this is my brother, Dean.”

[marcobodtlives]

Nothing but Levi saving Jean’s ass:

[anonymoosen]

“You could join me.”

[girl-intrigued]

I just can't believe they gave us an "I am hitting you not because i am angry at you but because I am angry at everything going around me and can't express it and you understand me and let me hit you until you force my hands behind my back and kiss me senseless" with Alicole