#LIKE A WHOLE PART COVERS HIS EYE IT’S SO CUTE I COULD EXPLODE

[ran-orimoto]

The time to post modelling for Pantene Junpei has arrived. Maybe he should model along with Izumi, I guess.

This is my costant reminder his hair is not what it seems, it is pulled backwards so he…He actually has got longish bangs covering his eye a bit. AND THE DETAIL KILLS ME OK. The mangaka really loved drawing him with his mess of hair flying in the wind ah ah.

It’s also canon in the anime even if we only got to see little of his bangs. JUNPEI, SHOW YOUR TRUE APPEARANCE PLZ!

[cosmiiwrites]

PLEASE give Adam a makeover!!! I feel like he’d be hesitant BUT the second he sees how happy you are?? He’s fine.

I’m talking bows, makeup, curling his hair-the whole shabang. Maybe you got stood up by ur friends and he’s sad that you look so pretty and got all ready just for them to cancel :(( just an idea!! ILY COSMII 💕🎀

˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ dolled up!

.ೃ࿐ adam x gn!reader .ೃ࿐

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ summary: you're feeling sad, so adam lets you doll him up <3 cw: gn!reader, tooth rotting fluff, soft adam!! a/n: AAA this request is soo cute!! ILY TOOO @angelicpoison12 🫶 if it wasnt for the way your eyes were glossed over, or the way you pouted ever so slightly, adam surely would've never agreed to this. surely. no, actually, he definitely would. but seeing you so down after prettying yourself up strangely tugged at his heartstrings, and he cursed your 'friends' for making his baby upset in the slightest.

still, he couldnt deny the embarrassment prickling at his scalp when you clipped his hair back, giggling as you reached into your drawer. god, the things he does for you. "you're going to look so pretty after this," adam's expression scrunched up at your words. sure, he's done his guyliner before. but eyeshadow, mascara- was that lipstick? suddenly, adams acutely aware of how whipped he was for you. any other person who dare suggests the mere concept of putting anything on his face would get immediately laughed at.

"okay, close your eyes now," you command softly, your brush hovering over his face. "yeah, whatever. just get on with it," adam huffed quietly. he'd never admit it, but the feel of the soft brush against his skin was somewhat soothing. your soft breaths hit his face, adam couldnt help but shiver at the sensation. one hand held the side of his face so you could turn his head freely. once you were pleased with your work, you pulled back. a shade of gold that matched his eyes covered his eyelids tugged the corner of your lips upward. "awh, baby, you look so cute!" you squealed. the angel hated the way his heart stuttered at your excitement. "psh, just hurry up. the sooner you're done the sooner i can get this shit off of me." he grumbled, wings bristling in faux annoyance.

"babe, what the fuck is that?" adam squinted his eyes, scrutinizing the piece of metal in your hands. "it's an eyelash curler!" for emphasis, you curled the lashes of your left eye. "see?" adam watched in horror. did chicks really do this? "you're not putting that thing anywhere near me." he simply said. following his statement was a pout. the firmness in his voice made you deflate, and the sight made adam's resolve crumble to dust. "cmon, adam. please? your eyelashes are sooo long!" it was true. this guy's eyelashes were thick and long, sometimes you envied him for it. "shit," he swore under his breath. what have you done to him? "fucking- fine. do whatever you need to do." adam grumbled reluctantly. after ten minutes of adam complaining that you were pinching his eyelids, followed another twenty trying to curl his hair, accessorizing his brown strands with frilly bows. "aaand, done!" your boyfriend's hair was done nicely, eyelashes curled and layered with mascara, gold eyeshadow plated his eyelids, along with sleek black winged eyeliner. adam scowled at his reflection in the mirror, but a part of him couldnt deny that it actually looked good. "jesus..." he turned his face side to side. "are these- did you put fucking bows in my hair?" "mhm!" you chirped, flicking the pink satin. before he could complain, you placed gentle hands over his face, looking down at him. "you look so pretty," you muttered, pressing a soft kiss to his red-tinted lips. adam's heart felt like it was about to explode out of his chest, a subtle shade of pink grazing his cheeks. him? pretty? it wasnt hot or sexy, but, shit, he'd still take it.

adam now thanked your friends for ditching you.

[threepandas]

Bird4Bird Part 2: Yandere Hawks

(Experimenting with tenses n povs, bear with me, will post the whole thing together in the one I/you guys like best, once it's done.)

His patrol is the exact sort of boring that he both hates and loves. On one hand? More time for flying. Freedom from the office. The watching eyes of... everybody, really. But on the OTHER hand? Boooooored. SO bored!

He's not MADE for bored!

Not that there WEREN'T distraction from said boredom below him. There definitely WERE. God, so SO many. Shiny, fascinating, fast moving distractions. ALL sorts of things to pick apart and hunt down. Rip apart and eat. And fans. So, SO many fans.

Noise and life and stimulus. Calculations and social masks.

He bet he could find a kitten in a tree somewhere.

There had to be at least ONE, rig-?

An explosion catches the corner of his eye. He snaps around, mid air, changing trajectory. Thank FUCK! Excitement fizzing even as cool attention calms him. Warm sunlight heating his back, the smell of smoke already starting to reach him, the rush of wind flying past? Is there anything better?

His eyes take in the scene as he arrives.

Botched takedown. Heavily armed combatant. Panicked crowd. He's already send feathers forward when? The combatant panics, seeing him arrive. Throws everything he has indiscriminately. Probably hoping to overwhelm him. Ha! Cute. Pointless, though.

He's already dragging civilians out of the way, when?

Children's voices. High and panicked. Screaming. The combatant had one last bomb. Is trying to run. Probably thinks he'll have to choose, as though he can't be-...

Wings...

Magnificent, powerful, WINGS. Massive and sweeping. Every feather an unbreakable shield. Catching the light, past smoke and fires, white and a brown so dark it bordered on black or grey. The patterns of a harpy eagle...

A mesmerizing golden sheen, almost impossible for anyone but those with enhanced eyes to pick up, surged from the base of them. Like the spread of smooth ink across paper, the slide of silk against skin. A glint covering those magnificent wings in GOLD.

Quirk?

No. No, concentrate. His Feather grabs the bomb from the air and flings it upwards. To explode harmlessly in open air. He catches the menace blindly behind him. Honestly, he's done far harder with far less. He can't look away.

Even as those wings, still domed up, shuffle to safety. Move ever so gently, like a grand reveal, to release a veritable HOARD of roughed up kids. Some of whom are still clinging to their savior for dear life. Snot and tears everywhere. They bear it with surprising grace.

They're... they're HUGE~

Not a Heros build, but..? Just STANDING there they look like a threat. They clearly can't help it. Clearly have made efforts to NOT look like one. Have tracked down the cutesiest Hero Merch available to slap on their body, like might help.

It's like looking staring down a pissed off alligator in a princess tiara. There WAS An Effort! He'll give her that!

His face threatens to break out into a VERY un-PR friendly, mean little snicker. It's... God it's so FUCKIN CUTE~. She's so big. Trying to make herself so non-threatening. It's never gonna work. Any PR team worth their pay would tell her to just give up and pick a different gimmick. But... but God, those WINGS!

He HAS to know her flight speed.

So he waves off the complaining newbies he wasn't actually listening too, makes appropriate noises to the appropriate people as he passes. And makes his way over. As he get closer? Oh~?

What a SUPRISE. She's getting ripped into by local law enforcement. Which, fair, she DID use her Quirk. But that's not what HE'S talking about. He didn't even see it. He's talking about her WINGS.

Well, well, well. He KNOWS he didn't just hear local law enforcement threaten JAIL TIME over a MUTATION, did he? That's an abuse of power! He can arrest YOU for that, officer~. He decides to cut in.

"Problem, officer?" He chirps.

His hand going to his new friends shoulder in solidarity. The officer jerks to attention. But the living STEEL under his hand? Jerks violently. She jumps. It's only years of training and the warning he got from his hand physically touching her shoulder, feeling her muscles start to move, that saves him a concussion.

The wing closest to him slams out like a battering ram, flicking into an extension just to force him back further. She spins to face him. Eyes locked on, teeth unknowingly bared. And... oh. Oh~!

She has a HARPY Quirk~

Cute like fangs that can probably rip through bone, eyes like his, TALONS that dip the tips of her fingers in a black so deep and glossy, ink masters would weep in envy. And the muscles. Far beyond an athlete. Not quite a top 50 hero, but better then most hero students by far. Not balanced for fighting though, those are PURELY wing and exercise muscles.

And the longer he openly assesses? The more of her teeth are bared. The bigger her wings fluff up. The more her hands spread into clawed, furious, weapons. Ready to swing at his head. Her eyes slowly lighting with aggravation and confrontational aggression.

He used to get like this too. HATED being stared at. He got it trained out of him.

He... he can't help it.

It's too cute. She's SO MAD. He knows he shouldn't. He's supposed to be a top 5 hero. The commission's golden boy. Everyone's watching. Always IS. He needs to behave himself, remember his PR training.

Don't. Do. The Thing...

He reaches out and tugs a feather. She has a mean right hook.

He gets yeeeeeelled at. Sad face. His handlers want to throw the book at her. For once, he puts his foot down. Absolutely Not. HE started that fight. HE'S the one who should have known better. He doesn't CARE if her records show she's a "trouble maker"! (That's a lie. He's CURIOUS now~. Oooooh~ What did you DO, lil harpy? Vengeance? Justice? Speeding ticket?)

They let it go.

He? He does NOT. He knows he should. This is a Bad Habit of his. No, WAS. It WAS a Bad Habit. He's BETTER then this now. There were trainers. Psychological exams. Drugs. All FIXED now! Promise! See? Doesn't even have that Endeavor collection he used to keep.

TOTALLY forgot how they tore it away from him. Destroyed it. Ha ha! He barely even REMEMBERS the EXACT Face, Name, Current Location, and Home Address of every single individual involved in THAT little incident! He's let it GO! Forgot about it, really. Yeeeep, the panic and rage DEFINITELY don't keep him up at night. The helplessness. As they took what was HIS-!!

Deeeep inhale. Exhale. Remember to smile!

So, yeah.

Where was he? Right! His Bad Habit That He DOES NOT HAVE ANYMORE. Because he's FIXED now. All better! He's just... taking responsibility, you know? Wants the chance to keep messing with her. Maybe see if he can get a glorious creature like that her very own flyers license.

Cause, DAMN. Wings like THOSE should be airborne.

God he wants to race her so bad.

Luckily~ he's hired the BEST lawyers. (Love you Tadashi~ say hi to your boo~) and the Judge? A big Fan! Yay, FAVORS! (Guess where YOUR going, little hunter? Run but you can't hiiiiide~) She? Looks SO unimpressed to see him? It's GREAT.

She's even WORSE in a suit. It's hilarious.

Maybe it's just THAT suit. God it's so frumpy. What, did she find it in the "generics weekly" catalog? She should wear armor. Ooooh, a flight suit! Something form fitting and sleeveless to show off them GUNS. Never thought HE'D get to be the one who feels dainty in a relationship, but...

Ah. Wait.

Gotta HAVE a relationship, first...

Unfortunately? Tall, buff, and gorgeous is so pissed to BE here? It's unlikely she'll notice any subtle flirtations....

He's not sure what his face is doing, but the expression is enough to make her HISS, wings mantling in a threat display.

Oh, yeah. Oh this is gonna be FUN~♡

[robinhobiii]

i love boo more | fiancé! b. sk

summery : he’s still your best friend but he’s now your fiancé.

Part I, Part III

Seungkwan knew that he loved her the moment he laid eyes on her. So why was it difficult to tell the love of his life to marry him? He’s confident about most things but right now he was so nervous. He needed to come up with a plan. He deployed his 12 friends for the job. It can’t possibly go bad, right?

He likes to think he knows Y/n the best. He knows her favorite make up brands, and her favorite boba order. Ooh and her love for anything cute. But why can’t he figure out how to do this proposal?!

How will he plan it out?

How does she want it?

Will it be romantic enough?

Will she laugh?

Ugh!!

Seungkwan huffs out before dialing Chan.

“Meet me at our usual spot and tell the others as well. ”

. . .

The “usual spot” was actually Seokmin’s and Soonyoung’s place. The two boys often let all the boys hang out there since they have the biggest apartment amongst all their friends.

“So, what’s got you all twisted?” Chan said as he stuffed his face with fries and cheese burger that Mingyu brought.

“I can’t think of a single good way to propose to y/n.” Seungkwan whined out.

“Why are you stressing? It’ll come naturally kwan-ah. Don’t fret over it.” Joshua said as he sipped his cola.

This caused Seungkwan to glare at him before he said, “You sweated through two shirts before even asking noona to be your wife. I don’t want to hear anything from you.”

Joshua choked a bit before everyone started laughing. “You’re so annoying.” Joshua muttered.

“Anyways, how do you want it to go?” Jun asked genuinely.

“I don’t know yet. I don’t know if I want a fancy restaurant or romantic beach date or late night walk or dinner with-“

“Dinner with friends!” Jeonghan said excitedly.

“Wha..t”

“Look, we’ll have a get together somewhere. Then one of our girlfriends can distract her while we set up. Then boom! You ask her the million dollar question.” Jeonghan finished with a proud smile.

“Hyung. . . That’s a great idea! I should’ve thought of that.” Seungkwan said as he let out a sigh of relief.

Jeonghan put his hand on Seungkwan’s shoulder and said “Don’t worry about anything. You just get the ring and practice your speech to her. It’s okay to be a little nervous because it’s big step. But all your hyungs will be there, so don’t worry.”

“Thanks hyung. I really appreciate all of you guys..”

“Ooh so when he says “don’t worry” it’s fine but when I say it, I’m antagonizing you.” Joshua huffed.

Everyone bursted out laughing and Seungkwan pulled him in for a hug. A little smiled peaked out of Joshua’s lips.

. . .

He was so nervous.

It’s been weeks since their little hangout and he’s prepared so much with them. They rehearsed and rehearsed everything to make sure it was fool proof.

Currently they were at cheol’s beach house and were playing by the beach.

The propose was set to take place during sunset.

Seungkwan felt like his whole body was going to explode from anxiety and excitement.

“Why do you look like you’re about to crap yourself?” Y/n said.

“No I don’t!” Seungkwan said offendedly. He pouted as he looked at her.

“How could you say that to your handsome boyfriend?”

She snorted slightly. “Because it’s true kwannie. I’ve never seen that face before”

“So you concluded that I need to take a crap??!”

She laughed as she gently hit him. He smiled fondly at her before they were interrupted.

“Hate to break you two love birds up, but we’re starting beach volleyball. Boys vs girls” Seungcheol’s wife says.

. . .

They played for a while and the girls ended up winning. The girls cheered as the went to the other side of the beach to collect more shells.

The plan was totally working as all the girls all have y/n distracted.

“Go! Go! Go!” Dokyeom whisper yelled as he finally saw that they were in the clear.

The boys helped set up everything. From the sign, to the beautiful petals that’s covered the floor of the beach towel. Seungkwan was getting nervous again.

“H-hyung, I’m not ready. What if I mess up? What if I embarrass myself? What if she leaves me for being stupid?!”

Seungcheol gripped his shoulder to help ground Seungkwan.

“Look, we’ve already came this far, so don’t back out. She’s your girlfriend and she’s loved you through everything. A little stutter won’t steer her away. Believe in yourself and in her.”

Seungkwan nodded as they all waited patiently for the girls to come back.

. . .

It was currently 7:56 pm and the sun casted a beautiful orange glow to the sky. The girls will be coming back in approximately 5 minutes as Joshua’s wife texted them.

Seungkwan heard her beautiful laugh as they were coming closer. The boys got into place as the girls guide her to the proposal area.

It was beautifully decorated with her favorite flowers and favorite colored balloons.

Jeonghan’s wife guided her to the middle to stand there. Seungkwan stood behind y/n and waited for Jeonghan’s wife to queue y/n.

“Turn around” she says to Y/n.

Y/n turns around around and sees Seungkwan on one knee. She gasps and placed her hands over her mouth in shock.

“My beautiful y/n. You’ve always made me feel so wanted and loved. I love waking up to you and your beautiful presence. When I first met you when we were just teenagers, I knew that you were the one for me. You always lifted me up when I was down.You’ve made me the happiest man just by your smile.No words could ever repay the love and affection you’ve given me. But I can think of four words that can express my love for you.

Will you marry me?”

. . .

She hugged him tightly and repeatedly said yes.

“I will!”

He gave her a kiss as he gently slipped the ring on.

“You’ve truly made me the happiest man on the planet, my love”

[slimejugular]

SPOILERS FOR TF ONE. PLEASE DO NOT CLICK READ MORE IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS. ALSO TF ONE WAS GOOD.

disclaimer: i dont have good memory and for that there is likely some inaccuracy to what i claim, wrong terms, etc. also very out of order but i enjoy rambling

somewhat intentionally vague things i liked about the movie 1. the music was swell -the score as to when the main group was on the surface was cool, when they were going between diff. environments

-the ending scene with Optimus being granted the Matrix had a very fitting background score. + also was surprising fitting with the execution of Sentinel Prime that was also occurring atm

-I am not knowledgeable about music, but I assume synths were used a lot, and they were lovely........

2. The animation for high action scenes -was soooooo amazing! in particular There was a lot of creative liberty taken with how the bots would transform parts of their body to fight. Which had shone in Elita's fighting andd i am unsure beyond that. Airachnid's fighting, using her legs to spin and shred and stab aggressively was great too

also I'm biased towards like. them ripping parts off eachother i.e. the fight between Armada Megatron and Optimus is a good exemplar of this. all the greater to see that again in the fight between TF ONE MegOp in their third forms aaaaaaaaa. Seeing Optimus rip Megatron's tank cannon off, almost oxidize his metal by burning it to shit, and so on, that is WONDERFUL. I cannot recall what Megatron did though of course it involved him trying to explode Optimus' face

-not a fight scene but actiony, the Mecha gore of taut wires just wrenched apart w/ the splitting of Sentinel Prime's torso was delectable ha-ha

3. few minor details

-seeing D-16 wipe the dust off of Orion yayy

-Orion (remember from their first meeting!!!!) knows D-16 is a huge fan of Megatronus and so for him to get that sticker, for him, was very cute and loving of him. what a friend. only made it as horrible to see that sticker used to demean and punish D-16 by Sentinel Prime

-the stylization of optics is LOVELY. their repeating shape of iris is great. the different eyes across the characters = great. the fact that they spin around during high times of emotion is sooooooo -------! great. i loved seeing this in D-16, when Sentinel Prime's treachery was revealed! his optics spun very much which i inference as emotional

the eyelid for optics is not a traditional blink, like a whole eye covering shutter. it looked very unique and complex, and you could really observe the design of it in that close up shot of Elita waking up and i found it very nice

-the way post t-cog Orion Pax leaned down to be on equal height / level / eye contact with his fellow mining buddies was a good display of character. showed his genuine heartfelt intent in connecting with them, helps to trust in the incoming truth! just because he has a t-cog now does not mean he will carry himself as if he were greater than them

4. Sentinel prime was cool

-his con-man shtick and unadulterated "I want power" was refreshing and is further bettered if you take into account his status as an Autobot and previous prime. there should be eviler Autobots in the movies

-i dont understand why he has TFP inspired characters as lackeys but fun

-nod to Bayverse Sentinel Prime with his choice of weapon is good

5. Alpha Trion

It was unexpected to see him have an alt mode that was animal-like. i loved it. he is normally a character i dont think much of in terms of any continuity, so it was nice to see him shined on in that brief time

6. models

-the models for the dilapidated figures of the 13 Primes were soooo goood i am in love with them. i am a big fan of the Transformers, as strong and terrifying as they are, painted so frail and weak when left to the sands of time. the overgrowth, the missing parts of their body. the vines. the moss. Delicious !

-i appreciate that they bothered to model t-cog transformations for background characters at the end, even if they wouldn't have been on the screen that long for TF ONE ^_^ although ofc that may be because they'll be reused in the (hopeful) later movies. im going to say that last sentence a lot. their new forms are also crumbs for fans of those characters

7. that one place the main team encountered on the surface?

-so, there is that portion of the movie where they are trying to get to the coordinates of the matrix. but a Quintesson ship appears

maybe i am being delusional but the area reminded me a bit of the Sea of Rust level in CH 4 of Transformers: Fall of Cybertron so that was pleasant

8++++++.

There are tons of other things in TF ONE that I think were great!!!!! I would go on too long to mention them all. Now here is stuff I think would be better.

stuff i think would be better

-more screentime for the Decepticons would have been nice. yet i presume in the later movies in the trilogy that this will be touched on. given that we GET a trilogy

the high command did not get to do much ( i am bitter that Starscream did pretty much nothing out of this group)

-wish there was furthered display of Cybertronian culture? Say like being taken into a scene where we get to view the exterior and interior of a flying bot's home, or any other type of home. anything. see a higher-caste bot's berth? do they all sleep upright?????! fun

as well as food :] was interesting to see Alpha Trion get fed that little cube of energon, or Orion crashing into that establishment into a pile of energon. but what about if they process energon into any other form? if they drink oil? etc? awww? if they take showers????? idk

itd be funny to see D-16/Orion go to a party lol

-more environments beyond the few on the surface and more plants, animals

-i don't prefer Steve Buscemi's voice for Starscream. i mean, in the credits they had Steve Blum? but he voiced minor characters?? ....bummed they did not ask him to voice ......oh...

-the action of the scenes i praised earlier. however thinking about it again, there is slightly too much going on, too many sparks, too much blur, maybe that is just me, it is hard to parse what is going on during fight scenes sometimes. a little more clarity would be amazing. but again i still loved it and was very excited as i was viewing and didnt care too much

--------conclusion

Overall. it is a lot to expect so i understand they couldnt touch on all of this! just a far dream of themes I'll have to collect into a ball from the other outputs of the franchise. I thought it was a pretty good movie in comparison to all preexisting Transformers movies and would pick it over those any day. sorry 1986

good time i recommend seeing it

[dearsnow]

WON’T STOP RUNNING (‘TIL WE REACH THE SUN)

- it’s just you, your best friend, the sunset, and a heap of buried feelings in a big grass field. (jacaerys velaryon x gn!reader, modern au, fluff)

word count: 808

a/n - a fic for a fandom i’m not hyperfixated on anymore 🤯 it’s a bit rushed and not proofread, but i hope someone can get some enjoyment out of it anyways 😭 somewhat based on woodland by the paper kites

You smile, squinting at the pink and yellow sky. Jacaerys is in front of you, hair set alight by the dying sun and a sparkle in both of his eyes. “Come on, don’t waste the moment!” He shouts, urging you forward.

The grass field around you is large and slightly slanted. Wild grasses cover the expanse, tall and blowing in the breeze. It’s nearing the end of spring, but the flowers and weeds are still in full bloom. As you move forward, legs picking up speed and wind whipping around your face, the stalks and leaves around your feet brush against your ankles.

Jacaerys is leading, running so fast you think he would be flying if he wasn’t firmly stuck to the ground. You, of course, like always, follow.

It’s been four years since you met the boy in your 7th grade chemistry class, but it feels like a lifetime has passed since. You were fourteen and awkward, and in all honesty, so was he. 

He seemed like the coolest person in the world; he had money, friends, these glasses with thick frames that were just beaten-up enough to be “stylish”. His hair was parted to the side, he had a little bit of acne, and his front tooth was twisted. Despite that, despite everything, no person could deny that he had a certain charm- you least of all. When he was seated next to you, your heart began to pound in your chest.

You also had an awkward phase. Multiple, if you really wanted to dig into it, but he stayed by your side the whole time. You just clicked like that, in a way neither he nor you had ever clicked before. 

He’s changed a lot since then. He discarded his glasses for contacts, though he still keeps a pair of thin frames tucked inside his backpack, he has a nicer, longer haircut, and his mom forced him into braces the year after you met him. You will always see him as younger, though, and the redness around his cheeks and forehead will never let him forget it.

“I’m coming, slow down!” You pant, stumbling over your own feet. “You’ve been insufferable since joining track.”

“And yet you suffer me.” He jokes, turning around to walk backwards. “Wrestling just wasn’t enough.” He’s strong now, something you so often forget. Gone are the days of being able to beat him in an arm wrestling competition.

The sun shines over him. He looks ethereal in the light; it makes you want to push him over to make him stop being the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen in your life. So, like a best friend would, you do.

He grabs onto your hand at the last moment, but the damage is done. He falls backwards, landing on a soft plush of grass. In a moment, you feel a tug on your arm and see the world spinning out of view. You fall on top of him, laughing so hard you think your lungs might explode. He’s got a grin on his face as you roll to the side.

“Getting violent, huh?” He laughs. “And here I was, thinking that you loved me too much to try and kill me.”

“Oh, I love you, sure. That’s why I always want to kill you.” You stare up at the sky while he stares at you. “It’s like when you see a cute baby animal and just want to squeeze it.”

He squints his eyes. He’s always been able to see under your words, getting through the cracks in your voice like he was meant to know something deeper. But, like the gentleman he is, he’ll never call you out on something that he wasn’t supposed to know. He’ll savor the moment for now. The comfort of knowing you love him in one way or another, just like how he loves you, is a quiet reassurance. 

“That’s sweet.” He scoffs. He gets up slowly, looking down at you still enveloped in the grass. His hand reaches out, offering an easy trip up for you. Your heart starts beating wildly at the idea of his palms touching yours, as if you’ve never touched him before. Of course, though, he has a trick up his sleeve.

He pulls you up and spins you around, causing you to trip on the side of his foot. Your footsteps stutter and he takes off, sprinting down the field while you’re still trying to regain your balance. 

“No fair! God, fuck you.” Your eyebrows are furrowed as your voice rings out, but the sound of his panting laughter puts a smile on your face. 

“You better catch up, ‘cuz I’m not stopping ‘til I reach the sun!” He calls. 

You roll your eyes as you chase after him, the sun sinking lower and lower on the horizon.

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[writtenjewels]

Mirage part 5

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

Jason did have a few things in the cabin to entertain himself. He had no radio, but he did have a boombox and music CDs. Salim looked through them, partly wanting to find something to listen to and partly curious about Jason's musical taste. The bands he recognized were rock and roll, and Salim could only assume the rest were the same. Some of the covers suggested something even more extreme. Metal, according to Jason.

“Like they make music using metal objects?” Salim asked.

“It's like rock, but louder,” Jason explained. Salim was intrigued by this description. He picked one of the CDs and put it in. “I donno if you'll like it,” Jason warned.

The first few notes were a blast of noise. Salim listened, fascinated by the sounds. Then the guitar kicked in, filling the song with energy. Drums joined in to set a rising tempo. It made Salim's heart beat faster. He wanted to move, to fight something, to run outside, to dance. It got even faster and the vocals finally kicked in. Salim couldn't understand a word they were saying.

“I like the music!” he shouted to Jason over the noise. “But not... that.” He didn't think he could call the speaking words singing.

“Wait, this is the best part!” Jason shouted back. The guitars and drums had taken over the song. It sounded like pure chaos. There was no rhythm as far as Salim could tell. It was like the climax of a storm put to music. What a shame that it died down.

“Amazing!” Salim beamed. He caught Jason's eye and the other man smiled at him. The song had filled Salim with too much energy to keep sitting down. He rose to his feet, swaying a little under the weak limbs. Jason moved to support him.

“Heavy metal gave ya a little boost. That's cute.”

“Cute?” Salim echoed. The word caused fresh butterflies to explode in his stomach.

“How 'bout we take a stroll around the room while you're feelin' up to it?” Jason suggested.

Salim agreed and the two made a slow circuit around the room. The CD had moved onto the next song. It was just as energized and loud as the previous one. It was strange having such different sensations: the wild energy of the music, and the nervous fluttering being so close to Jason. They finished the walk and Salim sank back down to the floor. He was a little tired, though that was likely due to going days without activity.

“What is this band, anyway?” Salim wondered.

“They're called Slayer. I got some other ones if you wanna try them.”

“No, thank you. One is more than enough.” Salim noticed that Jason still had an arm around him, but said nothing in hopes that the man would stay close. To his disappointment, Jason pulled away to turn down the music.

“I haven't done anything like this in a long time,” Jason spoke up.

“You used to rescue people in the desert more often?” Salim teased.

“Don't be a smart-ass,” Jason scolded, though there was no bite to his tone. “I mean hangin' out and listenin' to music. It's nice.”

“Circumstances aside, I'm glad to be here,” Salim told him. He slid across the floor to get a little closer to Jason. “I'm glad it was you who found me, Jason.”

“Me too. I mean,” Jason clarified, “I'm glad I was around.”

Salim moved a bit closer. He wanted to feel Jason's touch so badly. He raised a hand, intending to initiate the contact. At the last moment his uncertainty took over and he placed his hand on the boombox instead. Even quieted, the music was powerful enough to make the machine pulse. Salim closed his eyes so he could focus on it.

“You tired?” Jason asked him. His hand touched Salim's shoulder and Salim opened his eyes again, tilting his head in Jason's direction.

“It's been a long day. I think. I'm not sure of the time.”

“It's late,” Jason supplied, He reached over to turn off the boombox without releasing his hold on Salim. “I'll help you to bed.”

“Bed?” Salim repeated. “You mean this whole time I could've been sleeping in a bed instead of on the floor?”

“You just can't stop bein' a smart-ass, can you?” Jason snorted in amusement.

“It's a gift.” Salim's eyes were starting to droop. “Will you stay until I fall asleep?"

“Sure I will.” Jason's words had gone soft. Salim thought he felt the man's lips brush against his ear. “I ain't goin' nowhere.”

[goosewriting]

The turtles get walked in on by the reader as they were talking to April about how bad they got it for the for them, and theirs just an awkward silence from the April so the turtle slowly turns around to see the reader and April slowly leaves the two. Theirs a little awkward chat and the reader says to meet them up on a rooftop. Meanwhile the turtles freaking out wondering how they're gonna be let down. They meet on the roof and the turtle trys to explain themselves until the reader quickly stops them and holds their hands its a really cute confession for both of them thank you 💗💗 your writing is so good 😌👍🏾 I love everything that you made so far

Rooftops and confessions (rottmnt x reader)

summary: reader overhears turtle talking to April about his crush on them.

relationship: Rise Leo, Raph, Mikey Donnie x GN reader

warnings: fluff!, first kisses (except Donnie), idiots in love

word count: 4.2k

A/N: as i was writing i noticed i went in some directions that i had gotten asks for! so i decided to combine a bunch :3 sorry that some are longer than others; I partially wrote this on a train lol thank you for the kind words, anons<3 i really hope you’ll like these; raph’s is my fave piece of him i’ve written so far :D for reasons, this takes place not long before the movie. enjoy >:’) 

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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You were happily skipping into the lair; it was movie night and you just returned from a successful snack hunt. Aside from everyone’s favourite candy and chips, you had also found a rare brand that you loved but didn’t find everywhere, so of course you bought as many as you could fit into your backpack. You couldn’t wait to see the boys’ reaction to it and hoped they’d love it as much as you did.

Upon entering the lair you made your way towards the kitchen, where you heard some voices. You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but managed to catch the last part of the conversation.

“…this is getting out of hand, I think I’m actually gonna explode tonight”, one of the brothers spoke.

“Why don’t you just confess to Y/n already?” April retorted, slightly exasperated. 

“What? Look at me. They would never-“ His sentence ended abruptly as you walked through the open door. The enthusiasm in your step had you turning the corner and walking into the room with such speed that even if you had wanted to stop at the door when hearing those words, you wouldn't have been able to. 

The turtle stood a couple of steps away, April in front of him but facing away from you, so she hadn’t seen you enter. His eyes had gone big as dinner plates when he saw you, a blush starting to cover his whole face.

“They would never what? I’m sure they’re the least person to care ab-!” April wasn’t able to finish her sentence as the turtle hastily turned her around by the shoulders, so that she could finally see you.

“Y/n, you’re back!” April greeted you with a loud, somewhat forced laugh. Seeing that you had brought the food, she took everything you were carrying, and scurried off to the projector room, claiming she was gonna set it up. And just like that you two were left alone. 

“So, uh, how much did you hear?” the turtle asked after what seemed like an eternity of awkward silence. He wasn’t able to look you in the eye.

“Enough, I guess…” you answered, your brain going a thousand miles a minute.

Enough to figure out what’s going on and realising you feel the same as me, is what you meant.

Enough to be kinda grossed out by you, and I hope we never talk again, is what he understood.

Realising that if you didn’t solve this right now, the whole movie evening would be super awkward and weird, you decided you had to take the matter into your own hands. Averting your eyes to the side, you told him without an explanation to meet you on the roof of that one shop you usually go to (it’s just across the lair entrance and has a nice view from up top), and left. So now you were gone as well and the turtle was left alone in the kitchen with his mind running. He inhaled sharply, brought his hands to his face and groaned loudly. 

While the poor guy was mentally and emotionally preparing himself to be rejected by his favourite person in the world, you were hastingly making your way to the roof, trying to calm your erratic breathing and crazy heart, because you had actually been crushing on him so hard for some time now, too.

Once on the roof, you paced back and forth along the railing, replaying the conversation from before in your mind. On one side you couldn’t help the goofy smile spreading on your face because your crush liked you back, apparently. On the other hand you also heard him say “look at me” in a derogatory way. Did he really think you didn’t find him physically attractive because he was a mutant? 

Just as you were trying to find the best way to word your feelings, you heard the ladder clattering behind you under the weight of a certain turtle. 

🔵 Leo

Leo approached you with some sort of sad determination. He was barely able to keep his smug façade, and it kinda broke your heart. You’d have to clear things up as quickly as possible.

“So… what’s up?” Leo asked with a nod. He stood a couple of steps away from you, so as to not get into your space, and crossed his arms in front of his chest in a defensive manner.

“I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier, Leo” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You tried to give him the most genuine and non-judging look you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never… something. What were you gonna say?”

Leo grimaced and sighed, deflating a little. He turned to the side, holding onto the railing with both hands. You mirrored him, so now you both stood facing the bustling city. After some moments of just looking at nothing, he spoke.

“April was telling me to ask you out. I’ve actually liked you for a while now. Like, a lot.” He stole a quick glance at you to gauge your reaction. “But it’s obvious you’d never be interested in a mutant turtle, so I understand if you don’t wanna hang out anymore or something.” The last part he said with a bit of a bite to his voice. Probably not directed at you, but at himself.

“Ah, but you see, Leonardo, that’s where you’re wrong” you said, closing the distance to stand right next to him. Gently you pulled on his arm to turn him so you were facing each other. The gesture and the use of his full name had him all kinds of confused, but he didn’t dare to pull away.

“Before coming to such conclusions you should have consulted with me first, you know. For the record, I like what I see” you added, giving him a quick once-over, referring to him being a mutant. As your words started weighing in on him, Leo’s eyes grew bigger and bigger, an adorable blush adorning his cheeks. He eagerly awaited for you to continue, but you were actually waiting for him to say the magic words, so you guessed he needed just a little bit more encouragement. “I don’t want to take the chance from you because I just know that if I do, you’ll never let me live it down. So, go ahead Leo. Ask me.” you told him. In a rush of adrenaline and boldness, you moved down your hand, which was still on his arm, and took his hand in yours. You could have sworn you saw his breath hitch.

Leo’s last brain cell had exited the chat the moment you had touched his arm, so while he knew what you wanted from him, and he damn well also wanted it himself, he was unable to produce a sound. You patiently waited, slightly amused at how you could see the figurative gears in his head turning at ungodly speeds, and smiled at him expectantly. 

The lights of the city reflected on your skin, enveloping your figure in an almost surreal aura in Leo’s eyes, and his other hand came up to cup your face. You flinched slightly in surprise, but were quick to lean into his touch to reassure him. You were so beautiful, smart, generous. How in the world did he end up here like this with you? 

“Are you sure about this?” he asked instead, his insecurities suddenly getting the best of him.

“What do you mean?” you retorted, slightly confused. Had you misunderstood him?

“Well, I know I can be a lot. And honestly you’re way out of my league” Leo said with a sad smile. “I’m moody and get distracted easily, always make a game out of everything. You deserve better…” He started withdrawing his hand from your cheek, but you grabbed onto his wrist and held it in place, also giving his other hand a squeeze.

“Isn’t that for me to decide?” you said with furrowed brows, and started rambling, unable to stop yourself, trying to get through that thick skull of his. “I’d like to think that by now I know you, Leo. And I know you can be cocky and impulsive and kind of a flirt. But I also know just as well how big of a heart you have; you’d probably sacrifice yourself for someone else without a second thought. I know how funny and laidback you can be, but you know how to be serious as well when it matters.” You removed your hand from his wrist and placed it on his chest, looking at him with almost pleading eyes. “I like your voice, your stripes, your corny pick-up lines. I like all of you Leo, in and out, and I want it all for myself.”

Leo just stood there, looking at you in awe and disbelief. Is that really how you felt about him? And all this time he had held back from making a move. With a smile and a light scoff, he just kept looking at you, memorising every detail of your face, glowing in the city lights. 

Since he still wasn’t responding, you gave him a light push. 

“C’mon, don’t leave me hanging here…” you mumbled, heat rising to your cheeks as you had just confessed all of that to him. Leo savoured the moment just a little more, then decided he had made you wait long enough. 

“If that’s really how you feel, then will you go out with me?” he finally asked. Your eager ‘Finally! Yes!’, combined with your words from before, filled up his ego again; it was now bursting. Giving you his signature cocky smirk, his body language changed completely. Letting go of your hand, he grabbed onto your waist instead and pulled you closer. The hand on your cheek ended up at the back of your head, in your hair. The soft look in his gaze shifted, now looking at you hungrily.

“I wanna kiss you so bad right now” Leo whispered, and you felt your body go up in flames.

“Do it, coward” you further provoked him. 

Leo dipped his head, capturing your lips in his. The first kiss was chaste but lingering and full of longing. He pulled back ever so slightly and went back in again, this time slanting his mouth for a better angle and deepening the kiss. He pulled you impossibly closer against him and your hands wandered up from his chest to his neck, as you held his face. 

Let’s just say movie night was long forgotten as you two finally were able to show each other how much you both had waited for this moment. 

🔴 Raph

Raph approached you the way big or tall people walk when they’re trying to make themselves smaller, which made your chest tighten in pain. Your feelings for this turtle were astronomical, he should be walking with his head held high and chest puffed out. Just you wait until I tell you, you thought, already knowing you’d very much enjoy the facial expressions you were about to witness.

There were a couple of big wooden crates on the roof, and you gestured for him to sit on one. You took a seat across from him, cross-legged, trying to seem relaxed so he’d be more at ease, and not like you were scared of him or something. 

“I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier, Raph” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You tried to give him the most genuine and non-judging look you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never… something. What were you gonna say?”

Raph gave a dry chuckle, daring to look at you as if to see if you were serious. Seeing that you were earnestly waiting for his response, he hung his head low in embarrassment.

“I was gonna say you would never date someone who looks like… this” Raph said, gesturing to himself with one hand, before resting his arm on his knee again. “April was telling me to ask you out, but I knew there’s zero chance you’d agree, so… I wanted to save us both the hassle of going through that.”

“Raph” you called his name, and waited for him to lift his head to meet your eyes. To his surprise, you were not looking at him in disgust, but with pure adoration.

“All of this”, you said, gesturing to him like he did before, “Mwah!” You made a chef’s kiss gesture, bringing your fingers together to your lips, then opening your hand. “And the person and soul behind it? Even more so.”

Raph blinked once, twice. No response. You smiled. 

“What I’m trying to say, Raph, is April was right. You should have asked me out, while you could.”

This confused Raph even more. While he could? Was it too late now? Was there… someone else?

Deciding that you had tortured this poor boy enough, you shook your head slightly in amusement, smiling to yourself. You got off the crate, coming to stand in front of Raph. With him sitting, you were now on eye-level. You brought your hands up to gingerly hold his face and brushed over his cheekbones with your thumbs. You saw him straighten up and inhale sharply, as his cheeks turned darker and darker, his eyes unable to look away from yours.

“I like you too, you green, spiky doofus” you confessed. “So now, I am asking you: will you be my boyfriend?”

The turtle was completely frozen where he sat, not moving a single muscle. After a few seconds of silence, you squished his cheeks a little.

“Raph, I want you to be my boyfriend. …Are you gonna make me beg?” Still no response. Now you had done it, Raph.exe had stopped working entirely. Letting go of his face, you took a step back and turned to leave. “Too bad; had you said yes, you would have gotten a kiss…”

“W-Wait!” he yelled, and grabbed your waist, pulling you back towards him. As he finally snapped back to reality, he underestimated the force of his action, and instead of just turning you around to face him again, he fully pulled you towards him, so that you were now standing between his legs, chests almost touching. This caught you by surprise as well and you held onto his shoulders for balance. Now your blush was rivalling his.

“That’s not fair; I wanted to be the one to ask!” Raph protested with a laugh. “You know I want to say yes, but… Are you sure? I’m not exactly easy on the eyes.” His gaze started shifting away from yours, so you once again held his face, this time with more confidence, and made him look at you. 

“Is your skull as thick as your shell?” You asked rhetorically, not in a scolding tone but more in a playful manner. “Listen carefully, Rapahel, and dutifully absorb this information into your brain: You are as handsome as you are green. I like how you care about your brothers, how you always protect everyone and lead responsibly. I like how selfless you are. I like that you can take a joke, but that you know how to take things seriously. I like how you can both be tender and gentle, as well as strong and unbreakable. I feel safe and acknowledged around you. The fact that this amazing person before me came in the body of a giant turtle is just the cherry on top of everything else.”

Raph was completely speechless. He had hung onto every word, and you saw his eyes starting to gloss over. You had just poured out your entire heart to him, and he needed you to know that he felt the same way about you. Even so he was unable to come up with a response on the spot that could come even close to what you had just said, and he started racking his brain for something, anything.

You didn’t take his silence as something negative. Heck, if someone just dumped all of this on you out of nowhere, you’d also be at a loss for words. He needed to process it. Even though you knew this, you couldn’t resist any longer.

“To sum it up: I see you, Raph” you added, and started getting closer. “And I like what I see.”

With that you closed the distance between the two with a kiss. For a second he didn’t react, then you felt his shoulders slump as he sighed into the kiss, tilting his head to the side and fully wrapping his arms around you.

When you finally broke for air, you couldn’t help but pepper him with little kisses on his jaw, the corner of his mouth and the tip of his snout, which made him giggle. For a moment you just stood there looking at each other, taking in everything that had just happened. 

“For the record, I do want to be your boyfriend” he finally said with a laugh, realising he hadn’t actually given you a proper answer.

“Well, after all that, I’d sure hope so!” you replied with a laugh of your own.

🟠 Mikey

Mikey got up to the roof with a million thoughts. He had no idea how to approach this, how to approach you.

“Hey, what’s up?” he greeted you and cringed at how forcefully peppy he sounded, given the conversation from before. You went to sit on the old bench that was on the roof, and he joined you.

You brought up one arm to rest on the back of the bench and bent your knees, bringing up your legs onto the bench as well, tucking them under your butt, so you sat sideways facing him.

Looking at him for a second and noticing how nervous he looked, you decided to get to the point.

“I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier, Mikey” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You tried to give him the most genuine and non-judging look you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never… something. What were you gonna say?”

Mikey leaned back on the bench and sighed. If you had already heard that much, he might as well come clean. He didn’t like hiding stuff from you anyways, and you’d have discovered his feelings sooner or later anyways. He just didn’t want it to be like this.

“I was gonna say that you’d never be interested in someone like me” he finally says, and looks out to the nocturnal cityscape. “I really didn’t want you to find out like this, but I really like you. I have for a while now.”

You were about to interrupt him to say something, but he held out a hand to stop you, silently asking for you to let him finish first, so you waited.

“And I don’t expect an answer from you; it’d be unfair to put you on the spot like this. I really like like you, but I also like having you as a friend, and I don’t want to ruin what we have.”

You waited for a couple more seconds, and seeing that he seemed done with what he wanted to say, you finally spoke as well.

“But what if I want to ruin what we have?” 

“What do you mean?” he asked, unsure if he should be hurt by what you said.

“You’re my best friend in the whole world, Mikey, and that will never ever change. But sometimes I do wish we were something more…”

“Huh” was all he could say, trying to not get ahead of himself and get all excited, in case this wasn’t headed the way he thought it was. 

“How long have you felt this way?” you asked, suddenly becoming self-conscious and flustered, avoiding his eyes.

“I haven’t really been keeping track of it, but sure has been while now” he replied with a sheepish smile.

“Well, that’s a shame, because it’s been the same for me” you chuckled. “Guess we could have had this conversation a while ago. Good thing I caught you talking to April, huh?”

“So… you’re saying you like like me too?” Mikey asked and reached out for your hand.

“I do” you said and met him halfway, giving his hand a squeeze. 

You two just sat there for a while, holding hands, a blush on both your faces. After some minutes of nervous glances and some giggles, you stood up, pulling him with you.

“Now that that’s taken care of, I think we should head back” you said and pointed to the ladder with your chin. “They’ll start movie night without us otherwise and eat all the snacks I oh so carefully picked out.”

“Wait” Mikey said and pulled on your hand, turning you back around to face him. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to do forever.”

You didn’t have time to ask what he meant, as he was already closing the distance between you two and planted a chaste but firm kiss on your lips. It was over just as quickly as it started, and while you stood there with a furious blush and a dazed look, he smiled sweetly at you.

“Yeah, I’ll definitely be doing that more often” he commented, winked at you, and then pulled you along to the ladder. “Last one back home is a rotten egg!”

🟣 Donnie

Donnie slowly approached you, his eyebrows deeply furrowed, and his arms crossed over his chest protectively. 

You leaned back against the railing, waiting for him to join you. As he finally arrived, he stood next to you, facing the cityscape below you. You guessed it would be more comfortable for him to stand like this, facing in opposite directions as you talked, or he’d think you’re confronting or scolding him.

“Thanks for coming, Donnie. You know, I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You gave him a quick glance from the side, trying to sound the most genuine and non-judging you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never… something. What were you gonna say?”

For a second, Donnie considered brushing the whole thing off as a joke between him and April, or telling you that you had misheard him. Chewing on his bottom lip, he quickly stole a glance at you; you were looking ahead of you, the faintest of blushes dusting your cheeks, patiently waiting for a response. 

He sighed, deciding against dismissing your question; it wouldn’t be fair to you. And it was beneath him to gaslight you. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he also didn’t want to be hurt by you. 

“Before I answer that, may I ask a question instead?” he asked.

“Sure” you said.

“Hypothetically speaking, if one of us were to ask you out, would there be a chance of you accepting? Solely regarding our physical appearance.”

“Yes, hypothetically” you answered. “But it would depend on who’s asking; looks aren’t the deciding factor.”

“What if, hypothetically, it was me?”

“Ask for real and find out” you said and finally turned around to face him. He slowly turned as well, his heart pounding in his chest; it was now or never. You smiled at him encouragingly, and he took a deep breath. 

“First of all: I like what we have now and I don’t want to lose it” he started, avoiding your eyes. “But for a while now I realised that my feelings for you have… changed. I want to be more than friends, Y/n.” 

Finally he met your gaze, and your heart skipped a beat at the seriousness in his eyes.

“Are you hypothetically asking me out, Donatello?” you asked him with a coy smile.

“I am asking you out for real” he stated and shyly took your hands in his. “So, what do you say?”

“I’d love to, Donnie. I’ve liked you for a while now as well, for real.”

His entire body relaxed at your words and a soft smile spread on his face, as he took a moment to process this.

“This is all new to me” he said suddenly. “All I know is you’re important to me, and I don’t want to lose you. Please… be patient with me.”

“There’s no rush” you said, and brought one hand up to gently stroke over his cheek with your knuckles. “We’ll figure it out together. Just talk to me, okay?” He nodded.

“Should we head back?” you asked after a while.

“Yeah” he said and you both turned to leave, but he didn’t let go of your hand as you walked. “I saw you brought some new snacks, can’t wait to try those.”

You hummed in agreement, still in disbelief of what just happened. Despite how much you had been looking forward to them, you weren’t sure how many snacks you’d be able to eat, with all the butterflies fluttering in your belly right now.

~~~~~

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[esre13]

Despite being an Acheron simp buuuuut

Aven x reader, where they both had a sort of lucid dream, Aven and the reader swapping bodies but they can’t really control it and has been watching the other’s lives like that.

In Aven, the reader kind of learns that he’s part of the IPC but important information like his name and position are censored, at most they know he’s a gambler who’s miserable despite acting like he’s happy.

In reader, depends on whether you want to change their identity or not, Aven learns that they’re traveling from world to world mindlessly(no they aren’t the Trailblazer) and just like for the reader their name was censored.

Anywho after the fourth dream (could be any amount u want) they finally meet in a situation where they both fought each other, doesn’t matter who looses, they mumbled their introduction towards one another.

Do what you want with the ending 🥀

omg i thought of something right away but its not really the best lol

The Trailblazer always fascinated Aventurine, they seemed so reserved at times that made him want to explode, at least give him a little snit bit of YOUR life! The same would go to the Trailblazer, they would want to find out about how Aventurine spends his time besides gambling his life away, but you already knew that, didn't you? Aventurine goes to bed with thoughts of you while the Trailblazer dozes off while holding a huge trashcan plushy and sleeping on a skibidi toilet pillow that said "I HAVE SKIBIDI TOILET RIZZ" on the back.

You hoped to wake up to watch the new episode but was abruptly stopped by waking on in a TOTALLY ripped body, only to realize that your standard white t-shirt and shorts were changed to black and gold sleepwear. Your room, filled with trash and skibidi toilet merch was covered with golden fleece and some cute blonde bear plushies. You stared into your now rich gold phone only to see heterochromia eyes looking back at you. You had blue and pink eyes???? What??? The you realized, you were hot, but not any hot, AVENTURINE hot. You got up from 'your' neat bed and stares into a mirror. You were Aventurine... But why?!?!??! All of a sudden you get a showered of messages to texts yelling on why you aren't at the IPC or your not taking interviews with anyone.

Aventurine works at the IPC??? You thought as you went crazy to get up and get ready, only to change your mind since if you had to change any clothes, you would have to see the body of Aventurine, you couldn't do that with your friend, can you..? (Throwing his "friend" line back at him heheheh)

Aventurine wakes up in a cold sweat, only to realize his beautiful room, adorned with gold was now a skibidi, trash haven. He looked down at his hand only to see ones that resembled yours. He felt ecstatic, he jumped around then he looked at what notifications you had on your phone. He immediately puts it down when all he sees is "SEASON 1252165321 of SKIBIDI JUST REALEASED!! ITS SOO GOOD." or "RIZZES YOUR MOM VERY CUTELY" all over your pages. He frowned and then changed your clothes since he didn't mind seeing any part of you, heck he was living his dream, his wonder, and now his answer! He got outside only to realize you weren't greeted with being the "Trailblazer" here.. They called you by a name, one that he rolled off his tongue because he just seemed to enjoy it. A little too much that he ended up sending a TEXT to HIMSELF to remind him to call you that.

Of course he walked around as you for the whole day, not wondering if you had to go through any problems what so ever, he was interested in living as you and wanted to stay as you for longer. It was as if he wanted you to himself.. And this was the only way he could do it. So he lived as you for a day, having the most fun, making taking a shower or two.. But he felt happy.. he was going to ask you to be his eventually, but for now, he'll just have you to himself for just this one day..

You will forever be intertwined by this one connection!

[doofnoof]

Pardon the clunky format but;

This is what I imagine newly-daycare-attendant'd Moon is like when he's attempting to flirt. Like, he's entirely befuddled as to why Y/N isn't swooning into his arms after he's mutilated 5 teddy bears, tied one kid to the jungle-gym, spilled a whole gallon of glitter glue on the floor and sent the children running through it so it looks like they're covered in red glittery blood, and cackled menacingly whenever he's swooped at Y/N from the ceiling, what could he possibly be getting wrong? Maybe next time he should tie them to the jungle-gym instead??? He is scratching his head and crossing out scheme after scheme on his vision-board (hastily scribbled on cork board that looks more like deranged rambling than a put-together plot, and it certainly doesn't help that Sun keeps going over it in Red Crayon to "Correct" Moon's plots, which just makes Moon want to be Even More Despicable and Villainous), and he's beginning to run out of dastardly plans to use to court his Beloved Daycare Assistant.

And Sun is seeing all of this and metaphorically pulling his hair out because No Moonie, That's Not How You Woo Someone, Gosh Forbid You Act Normal And Just Be Nice To The Daycare Assistant. While he firmly believes he's gonna be the one to Woo the Daycare Assistant, Sun is absolutely no better, every time he thinks something Romantic is about to happen he fumbles and falls face first into the ball pit, or trip over his own feet and faceplants into the floor, or he'll get caught looking at how cute Y/N is and break whatever he was holding on accident, one time it was an orange one of the kids needed help peeling and he squeezed it so hard that it exploded all over his face in a delicious, pulpy mess. He was so embarrassed he couldn't even make eye contact while Y/N cleaned his face off with a wet wipe and grabbed an orange from their own lunch-box to replace poor little Jeremy's exploded cutie, not that Y/N would've noticed (they did), because of the whole Completely Blank-White-Eyes-Thing. Nailed It.

The funniest part? Y/N is probably Just As Smitten as Sun and Moon are and Just As Bad At Letting Them Know that the whole Faux-Villain and Clumsy-Hero thing is Working, which doesn't do them any favors, because inevitably it's Y/N cleaning up Moon's Glitter-Glue-Devastations and Sun's Oopsie-Daisy-Cutie-Catastrophies.

[thee-great-enigma]

Leave the corset on part 2

×Pairing: ftm Kaeya x male reader

×Summery: Kaeya wears a corset and reader gets a little too horny

×POV: 2nd (you, yours, yourself)

NSFW under the cut

×WARNINGS/TAGS: •⚠️⚠️⚠️• Semi-public sex (no one's around), simping behavior, body worship, Sub!top!reader, Dom!bottom!Kaeya, pretty Disney princess Kaeya, male genitalia, pussy eating, trans Kaeya, bad writing, rushed, hair pulling, smut, cursing, lack of dirty talk or really any dialogue, pervy reader, idk anything else I missed

Also, I decided hallway through that I wanted him to be trans so.....if you don't like it just imagine he has a cock

You set him down gently on the bed, his sleeping figure peaceful and relaxed. You loved looking at him like this. As you laid down next to him, pulling the covers up over both of you, you thought about the events that had occured just half an hour before.

After Kaeya had taken all his clothes off, leaving the corset on as you instructed, you couldn't help yourself. You latched yourself onto his cute little pussy and devoured him hungrily. You swore you had better self control than this, but apparently it had been thrown out the window.

Not only did the Cavalry Captain look amazing, but he tasted and smelled absolutely delicious.

Your tongue exploded his clit, his insides, every fold. You lapped up any juices you could get, only stopping when Kaeya was squealing and tugging at your hair to pull you away. You panted, having forgotten breath was kind of necessary to live. Your chin was dripping with not only slick, but cum too. You hadn't even noticed, too caught up in your hungry daze, that you'd made Kaeya cum twice and overstimulated him in just a few minutes.

"Jeez... You act like you're starved." He whined, gently rubbing your scalp where he'd tugged a little roughly at your locks.

"Can't help it."

"Ever heard of self control?"

"Yeah."

"Then where did yours go?"

"Out the window."

You said, nestling between his thighs again but this time to place gentle kisses along the tender, sun kissed skin. You could have sworn his skin looked like the creamiest chocolate ever. It made you want to bite into him. Surely a little nibble wouldn't hurt, right?

Kaeya groaned and writhed beneath you, once again trying to pull you away. When he finally managed to pull your mouth off him, he huffed and slid off the log, straddling your lap and undoing your pants. "I think I should take over. At this point you'll drain me if cum before we get to the good part."

"Drama queen..." You muttered with a small huff, watching as he freed your hard cock, already leaking buckets of pre-cum all over your pants and boxers. As your length tapped against your stomach, a gooey string of pre connected your stomach and tip.

"Jeez..." "What's wrong?" "I didn't think you'd be this big.." "So what, I'm sure you can still take it."

Kaeya sighed, his signature smile returning as he lifted himself up, holding your hands tightly. He let go of one of your hands to line his entrance up with your dick. He managed to slide the tip in before clasping his hand back with yours. You watched with big hungry eyes as his pretty little boycunt swallowed you up, the warmth and wetness of his pussy making you groan. You tried to let go of Kaeyas hands, wanting to grab his hips and make him take you whole, but he stopped you, smirking.

"Ah ah ah~ Keep your hands where they are."

"B- But- you're going so slow..."

"This is a very normal pace, [name]..."

"Well it's not enough. I want more."

"Fine..." And without another warning, Kaeya plunged onto your cock, letting out a low moan at the slight sting from the stretch. He took a moment to adjust, watching your face. The way your jaw hung slightly open and eyes just barely open as they stayed locked on where you two were connected. It was adorable really. Seeing someone already so brainless beneath him, even if he hadn't even done much. You reminded him of a stupidly cute dog, one of those ones you just wanted to hug so tight it exploded.

As he admired your face, he began to slowly bounce up and down on your cock, wet plapping sounds echoing under the big tree as he gradually picked up the pace, moans escaping both of you.

"So tight... you're so warm and tight... Wanna be in you all the time.."

"Is that so? You really are sort of a perv, ya know that?"

"don't care..." You muttered, once again trying to free your hands to take hold of his hips, which ended in failure and a frustrated whine. However, he did slight pick up the pace, chasing his building third release while you were getting close to your first. You whined and groaned into his chest, taking one of his nipples into your mouth and sucking on it. He let out a slight gasp and watched you suckle and nibble, letting go of your hands and running his lean fingers through your soft hair.

You took the opportunity and placed your hands firmly on his hips, helping him move up and down at a faster pace. But this position wasn't really your favorite. Sure, you'd love to just sit back and let Kaeya work while you admired his body, but you were feeling much too desperate right now to be so patient as to sit back and just watch. You leaned forward and pushed him against the large root of the tree, pulling his thighs up to your sides and burying your face in his neck as you began pistoning in and out of him at a pace that had him gasping and whining, clawing at your shoulders and hair to find purchase. You moaned into his collarbone, making sure to kiss Kaeyas sweet spot with each thrust. Slick and precum dropped out of his hole and off your cock, down your balls and to the ground beneath.

On a particularly harsh thrust, Kaeya let out a loud cry and clenched sweetly around you cock, cumming with a whispery whine. You didn't give him time to rest or recover, chasing your own release. It wasn't long until you shot a thick hot load deep into him, making sure to kiss his womb to fill him up. As you slowed your thrusts, bullying your cock to spill more sweet love into Kaeyas pussy, you felt him tighten and shudder, cumming a second time before relaxing.

You sighed, although not content just yet, you felt at peace. You kissed along his neck and jawline, making sure to mark him up a bit. You let go of his thighs and hugged his waist with your palms, appreciating how tightly the corset he wore fitted his slim, pretty figure. It was so adorable, so pretty. You wanted the sight to be engraved into your memory.

You wished you had a Kamera on you right now.

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Okay I'm sorry this took so long I rewrote it like five times and it's still bad I'm so sorry I didn't do my favorite pretty boy justice but I've been sick for like a month and also very busy

[gosecretscribbles]

Rise August 2024

Day 1: "Mad Dogs"

Raph was practically vibrating. Or maybe that was the Shellhog as it shot down the forest trail. Mikey sat in front of him. Mikey and Donnie had been visiting Todd once or twice a week since building the puppy theme park. Raph had been internally dying of the need to pet all the cute puppies.

“Absolutely not,” Mikey said firmly. “Puppy land is my mission! Mine and Donnie’s! Somewhere I don’t have to be a little brother following all the rules.”

“I don’t have that many rules!”

“You don’t?” Mikey said, pointing to the chore chart. “Really?” he added, pointing to the post-it notes on kitchen safety covering the cabinets. “Hmmmmm?” he added, holding up a life-sized cardboard cutout of Smokey Bear repainted to look like Raph. The sign it held read, ‘Raphie says: Don’t Start Ninpo Fires.’

“Well that one’s mostly for Donnie,” Raph muttered.

But he conceded the point. He knew he could be overprotective. But Mikey hadn’t even technically completed his first solo mission! After the Krangpocalypse, Raph knew that his littlest brother was just as talented a warrior as the rest of them, and definitely more mystically powerful. He also knew that Mikey deserved space to grow as a person. But. He was still Raph’s littlest brother.

He let it go, mostly, and didn’t mention the puppy place again. But sometimes, when Raph pushed the rules a little too hard, Mikey got vindictive and showed them pictures. There were corgis with little pink toe beans. And Wheaton terriers with coats like corn silk. And German Shepherds piled on each other in a big, sleepy heap. Raph had to hold his excitement inside until he felt like he’d explode.

Then Mikey came home yesterday and casually mentioned that two new adoptees needed leash-training, and maybe Raph wanted to help?

Raph would’ve sprinted to the woods right that second if Donnie hadn’t shot him with a dart.

The trees parted to show the amusement park. The rides looked amazing, the doggie fountain was at full blast, and two dozen dogs were frolicking through the grass, chasing and tousling with each other. Todd was waiting for them at the entrance.

“PUPPIES!” Raph leaped off the bike and ran for the gate.

“Whoa there, big fella!”

Raph screeched to a stop and just barely avoided hitting Todd in the face with his kneecaps.

“Sorry, Todd!” Mikey yanked Raph back by his shell. “Raph, you can’t just charge in like that, you’re gonna scare the dogs. You have to let them approach you and be gentle!”

“Raph can be gentle! Raph’s gonna be the boss of gentle!”

Todd chuckled. “Good, because I’ve got a couple newcomers who need some socializing. None of the other dogs want to play with them because they’re so big and scary-looking. But they’re the sweetest little guys! And they could really, really use some leash training.”

Big and scary? Sweet? They sounded just like Raph!

“Onward, dearest brother!” Mikey proclaimed, marching into the park. Raph followed so close he practically stepped on Mikey’s back toes. Todd was close behind. They went around Todd’s house to a guest house behind it. Wait, it wasn’t a guest house. It was a really big doghouse. There was a rumbling from inside. Two pairs of glowing eyes opened. Raph saw the glint of long white canines, a flash of fur and muscle, and then –

Out bounded two enormous dogs. They were nearly as tall as Mikey before they stood on their back legs. They had the muscular bodies and slobbery jowls of purebred Cane Corsos, but the black coats and pale brown eyebrows of rottweilers. Mikey neatly sidestepped his overjoyed attacker but Raph’s dog hit him at full tilt in the chest, a cute little thump that left Raph roaring with laughter and the dog barking his head off with excitement. Raph grabbed the dog’s ears and shook them.

“You wanna play, girl? Huh? You wanna play? Alleyyyyy-OOP!” He picked it up under the armpits and tossed it in the air. The dog kept barking the whole time, tongue hanging wide open, its entire body wriggling with joy. Raph caught it and tried to set it down, but it barked again and lunged for his chest. “Aw, you like uppies? Yeah! Who’s a good girl? Who’s a good girl who deserves uppies?!”

“Haha, wow,” Todd said faintly, watching the chaos. “I guess Mikey’s not the only heavy lifter in the family.”

“Nope!” Mikey said cheerfully. He’d slung his dog over his shoulder, where it was purring loudly and enjoying Mikey’s ear skritches. “Toldja he’d be perfect for leash training. Raph, this little sweetheart’s name is Klunk. You’ve got Cream, short for Ice Cream.”

“Awww! Who’s a good lil Cream? It’s you, yes it is!”

Cream barked with glee and covered his face in slobber.

Todd chuckled. “They’re really friendly, but they need to learn how to walk on a leash. Right now they pull a lot, and whoever adopts them should be able to walk them without getting dragged around.”

Raph frowned. “But they’re not going anywhere?” He gestured. His dog was now stretched across his shoulders like an overgrown cat.

“Not yet, but all it takes is them seeing one squirrel and then – whoosh! Off they go!” Todd produced two stainless steal chains, each with a hook at the end. “Don’t worry, they hook to their collars like normal leashes. It’s just so they won’t snap the first time these little guys pull. When they pull, stop walking. That way they learn that the only way to move forward is to stay next to you. You can also give them treats whenever they look at you, to distract them from other things like squirrels.”

“Sounds easy to Raph!”

It was, sort of. Klunk and Cream were really excited about the leashes because it meant they were going into the forest. It was funny at first, but hooking up their collars started to feel like wrangling Donnie into bed after he’d drunk twelve coffees. Then Todd loaded them up with bits of beef jerky and they headed for the gate. When they got outside, the two dogs immediately started pulling. Mikey and Raph, obeying instructions, stopped dead.

The leashes pulled taut so fast that both dogs spun all the way around, staring at the two turtles in shock. Raph immediately felt bad and let go of the leash. Cream bolted into the underbrush.

“HEY NO WAIT –”

“I got it,” Mikey said casually. He gestured, and a golden chain appeared, dragging the whining Cream back to Raph’s side. “You can’t let go, Raph, that just lets them run wherever they want.”

“But – the puppy eyes! They’re as bad as yours, Mikey!”

Mikey patted Raph’s arm. “Just think of them running into traffic. Would you let me go?”

“No.”

“Right - unless you were holding my hand. That's exactly what the leash is for, so don't let go.” Mikey put Cream’s chain in Raph’s hand. “Ready? Good. Follow the leader!”

He strode off into the forest.

It was a lot harder than it looked, because the puppy dog eyes really were Raph’s fatal weakness. But imagining them running into traffic activated his Big Brother instincts. He copied his littlest brother, stopping when the dogs pulled, giving them treats when the dogs looked at him (that part was easy and fun). By the time the four of them made a circle around the amusement park, the dogs were walking in loose circles around each of them. That offered a whole new challenge. Mikey could pirouette gracefully to keep from getting tangled, but Raph had to sort of waddle in a circle fast enough that he wouldn’t pull Cream on accident. He fell on his face more than once and Mikey took many, many blackmail pictures.

Todd was waiting for them at the gate once again. His cheerful face lit up even more when he saw the dogs sniffing vigorously around their turtles.

“You made it! Aw, look at them, all happy and sniffy!”

“We made a lot of progress already,” Mikey said proudly.

“Raph gave them lots of treats!” Raph said, and nearly tripped when Cream flopped in front of him to ask for belly rubs. “Awwwww, she still likes me!”

“Of course!” Todd said happily. “I bet you gave her lots of treats. If you’re up for it, I’d love to have the two of you keep working with them. Could you come back tomorrow?”

“YES!” Raph shouted. Cream barked her booming bark in hearty agreement. “Oh, wait, Mikey shouldn’t keep straining his arms. Maybe we should –”

“Omigosh Cream is so cuuuute,” Mikey cooed. Raph looked down and squealed. She’d curled her whole body around Raph’s legs, with her head resting heavily on his foot. She was starting to snore.

“She’s sleeping! Quick, take a picture, take a picture!”

“Got it!” Todd chirped, snapping several. “Oh, that’ll look so cute on their adoption page! What do you think the caption should be?”

“ ‘Mad Dogs!’” Raph said proudly.

Todd cocked his head. “Ummmm, you sure?”

“Yeah! It’s our team name and we’ve never lost a fight! It’s the name of winners!”

Mikey made a so-so gesture. “We have actually lost several fights.”

“Not the really big ones, so it doesn’t…hey,” he said slowly. “I was talkin' about your arms! Are you using Cream to distract me?”

“Whaaaaat, noooooo, why would I?” Mikey batted his eyes. “I’m your littlest brother! But Cream is even littler than me, so if you’re going to pull Big Brother mode, better aim it at someone who needs it more. Anyway I’m heading inside okay baiiii!”

He flounced inside with Klunk, Todd chuckling behind him.

“Wait – Mikey, you – she’s sleeping on me! How am I supposed to move? Mikey!”

@sariphantom

[viky2318]

HEY! BEFORE LOOKING UNDER THE CUT!!

This whole stuff under here is ONE WHOLE CHAPTER of my tiny not-so cute story. Yanno, the one I anticipated you the last post? That one. It's long more or less like that post about Papyrus on the surface being half depressed. I won't split it in more parts this time because I'm planning to do more chapters and I want to keep everything in order.

If you don't know or don't like the concept of Alternative universes in Undertale, I warn you: this story will be all in the multiverse, about the multiverse, with the multiverse. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

With that said, have fun.

It was all white. For a few seconds, they thought they were being blinded by some sort of bright light. But then, they understood that there was absolutely nothing around them. Only white, empty nothingness. They initially didn't notice each other. They were too focused on understanding where they were to turn around and see the others. The first one to see the others was Maddy. As she had always been a nervous person, shielding the insecurities behind anger and hatred, she immediately searched for something to hold on to. The moment she noticed something different from the white nothing, she exclaimed: "The heck is going on?!?". The other two turned around, as surprised as Maddy was. The second person who spoke was Muffet. She was an energetic but calm girl that never liked unsettling situations. And this one was particularly unsettling. "W-who are you two?! Where are we??" She asked. The third member of this strange trio, Grillby, was silent. He always preferred keeping his problems for himself, thinking that freaking out was just a waste of time and energy. But right now he was internally exploding. “Where am I? Who are those people? How did I end up here? Why is it so empty here? This is just a big room with white walls, right?” questioned himself. He looked up, and saw something that hardly a living being sees in their life. The ceiling of this place was covered in a huge web of blue strings that seemed to stretch to infinity. And in the middle of them… Souls. Human souls, monster souls, souls of beings that the three of them never saw, and maybe never will. That clearly wasn’t a large room. The other two monsters followed the man’s gaze and saw it too. Maddy asked with her usual annoyed tone, but with a hint of fear: “Hey spider girl, is that stuff yours?”. Without taking the eyes away from the strings, Muffet answered: “no, i’m not this messy. And don’t call me that, I have a name”. Maddy looked at her. “Then what is it? Is it ‘Little anno-” before she could end the sentence, Muffet grabbed her wrist and stared at her with her wide, purple eyes. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence. The name’s Muffet. Don’t use stupid nicknames with me or I swear, I'll eat your soul and feed your dust to the rats”. Grillby put a hand on the spider’s shoulder. “No one will die until we figure out what’s going on and how to get away from here” he said. Muffet looked at him with annoyance and commented: “so you can talk”. She let Maddy’s wrist and recomposed herself, looking at the strings again.

Wait, was that… “hey, you two! Seems like we’re not alone here. Look!” the spider exclaimed, pointing at the strings. The other monsters looked in that direction and noticed that some strings were moving. They decided to follow the strings to the source of the movement. They walked for a while, who knows if just minutes or hours, but then started seeing something. There was a couch or something like that, and the strings went down near that thing. Coming nearer, they saw someone tied up with those strings, kind of hanging, and someone else near them. The little group started hearing voices. One of them, from the person standing up, was upset. The other voice, from the hanging one, was more tired. Now they could better see the two people. The tied up one looked like an adult human, but it was colorless. They had white skin, gray short hairs and gray clothes. The little eyes were looking at the second person with a very annoyed expression. The other guy was a small skeleton, but their colors seemed… wrong? It had black bone, the clothing was mainly black with bright yellow details, as part of the fingers (that were also red). Under his eyes there were thin blue lines that resembled the marks of some tears. He looked very angry. There were also little “ERROR” messages... floating around the guy? Staring at that strange couple could make you think that the first one’s colors were stolen and added to the second one’s, making them so bright your eyes hurted. The trio somehow managed to sneak behind the couch, enough near to hear the conversation. “I’ll ask you for the last time. Where is the OMEGA timeline?” the skeleton asked not-so kindly. The human answered: “and I'll tell you for the last time. I’m not Core Frisk! We just have a similar look in common! Put on your glasses hobo, and you’ll see it by yourself!”. The skeleton took a pair of round, red glasses and wore them, then said: “You just got older. And stop calling me that! Not even Ink does it anymore”. “That’s the demonstration that I'm not Core, dammit! They don’t grow up! They have the same age since, what, twenty years? Thirty?” The human said exasperated. The skeleton looked at him for a few long seconds, then shrugged and decided: “oh well, I think you’re right. But if you’re not them, then I think you’re useless”. The skeleton took one of the strings near the human. “No no no noNONONONOWAIT!! DON’T!!” the human begged. “Oh? Suddenly being so nervous? Don’t worry, if you don’t struggle you’ll die fast” the skeleton explained. Maddy jumped out of her hiding spot without much thinking and shouted: “HEY! YOU ASSHOLE! LET THEM BE!!!”, then threw at him a cat-shaped attack. The skeleton turned around and got hit on the nose by that. His eyes became all red, filled with tiny error writes. “THE HECK DO YOU WANT?! I’M JUST TRYING TO KILL THIS USELESS ANOMALY!” he exclaimed with a broken voice, literally. He threw some strings from his face to the cat monster. She jumped away and summoned a staff as fancy as the owner. With that one she got near and tried to hit the skeleton. He just moved away and trapped her. “HEY! Do you think this is the way to treat someone?” Maddy exclaimed angrily. The skeleton told her to shut up and looked at the human, then asked: “Is this furry your ally?”. They shook their head. “Never saw her”.

Muffet observed the scene half hidden and when she looked at Maddy, the cat blinked at her. She then started insulting the skeleton for his horrid manners and calling him ‘dwarf’. Muffet took a few seconds to understand the cat’s plan. She got slightly nearer to Grillby and murmured: “A’ight. I sneak behind the skeleguy, and when I get him you free the others. K?”. Grillby nodded and got prepared to move. Muffet slowly, silently shifted from the couch to behind the skeleton. The human saw what was happening and stayed silent, acting as nothing. With the upper pair of hands she created a magic web thread and wrapped it around the skeleton's neck, half crushing it. “HEY- THE FU-” the skeleton tried to say, but Muffet put one of the other hands on his mouth. “Oh dear, it’s not polite to swear like that! I suggest you stay quiet~” she snickered. The skeleton became even madder at the touch of the spider and tried to turn around and kill her, but other two hands blocked his wrists. With the last hand, she patted him on the head. “Oh man, how childish of you! I told you to stay quiet! Stay put and nothing is going to happen, ok? Good~”. Man, the skeleton was angry. In the meanwhile, Grillby freed the other two from all those blue strings. They were too strong to be broken by hand, so he half burned them. “Thanks man! Uhhh… what was your name?” Maddy asked when he helped her get down. “Grillby” he simply answered with his mouthless face. “Cool. I’m Maddy. What about you, human?” they then asked the colorless guy. “Oh, me? My name is Sam”. Maddy hummed: “Sam, alright. Hey Spider girl- i mean, Muffet! How's it hanging?” they then asked. The spider used the only free hand to sign them a thumb up. “I’m alright! This guy here suddenly got quiet. Is he dead?”. The human looked at the skeleton and explained: “no, Error just has a very strong haphephobia. You probably made him reboot. I think you can let him go n-”. Without giving Sam the time to finish the sentence, the skeleton that they called Error (is Error even a name?) summoned a red bone and hit Muffet on the shoulder. She let him go, falling back on the ground, and held her wound. Darnit, the bone almost ripped her arm off. “nO ONe'S GoNnA sURvIVE ThIS tIMe!!” he screamed while summoning a hellish amount of bones flying around without a precise target. Grillby gathered everyone behind him and made some sort of huge fire wall as a shield. Sam huffed. "It's a waste of time! Let's get away" he said. A portal opened under their feets and they all ended in a tiny house.

End of chapter 1

Holy shoot I'm gonna die

Error Sans © Crayon Queen

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[plutolovesyou]

another day, another sighting of hallway crush ellie. what'll go down today? you can read part one here! see the series masterlist here!

☆: hi lovely gay people in my phone. here's part two to hallway crush ellie! it may be a little lazily written apologies, but i was too excited to cook up another part for y'all after the first one kinda exploded. so yeah, thanks for reading. not much happens here but i wrote it a little more formally than the previous one. so hope you like it! this is also my first time using picsart and a divider and all that...no clue how it all works anyway all y'all who asked for more i hope this finds you in the sea that is tlou tumblr.

◇: wc: 0.7k-ish, modern au!ellie, both in university, sfw.

a couple weeks had passed at this point, and every day you were looking forward to your favorite class. astrophysics. you've begun to walk to that class with a pep in your step, every day planning out the couple-moment encounter of passing by your favorite stranger. you didn't even wholly know why you were so enchanted by her. was it her effortless swagger, or her mysterious stoic demeanor you were desperate to crack? you two hadn't even introduced yourselves formally yet, you were merely classmates who happened to find each other in the same hall at the same time each day. you weren't totally sure yet, but because of her, that difficult class has risen to be your favorite one of the day.

but today, you were feeling so down in the dumps, and just completely drained. bags under your eyes and tea thermos in hand, you absolutely dreaded the droning of your astrophysics professor. trudging through the hallway, you're on high alert, keeping an eye out for her, but trying not to be obvious about it. just sneaking peeks around you here and there. opening the door yourself this time, a pit forms in your stomach. where. the fuck. was she??? this day just got a whole lot worse, you think, as you sit down at your seat, plop your bag down on the floor, and rest your head on the table in front of you, over crossed arms. you could REALLY benefit from a sighting of your girl who isn't really your girl whose name you don't even know yet who probably doesn't know you exist but is so scrumptious looking you just wanna- SLAM. a loud sound jolts you out of your wallowing and you, along with the other few hundred students, all look to see what in the world just happened. (now, this particular lecture hall wasn't small, so it was quite echo-y.) *insert a holy choir of angels singing, because she has made her entrance.*

ellie stands at the doorway, wide-eyed, face red and breathing heavily. “sorry i’m late!!” she loudly apologizes to the professor, who just squints and resumes teaching. her voice….ohmygosh her voice. she looked so cute, embarrassed for interrupting, but you were so, SO glad she was here. you watched as she made her way to her seat clumsily, with a huge grin on your face as you observed. you were shamelessly staring as she tried to get herself situated in her seat, dropping pens and all her things, face getting redder from the ridiculous situation. today she was dressed in a pearl jam t-shirt, no jacket, black jeans, those massive headphones lazily hanging around her neck, and how could we ever forget her beloved converse. from where you were sitting far away from her, you couldn't make out too many details, but you swore her laces were untied…hm, so she isn't effortlessly put together all the time after all? you were lost in thought, planning out scenarios, choosing names for your future kids, preparing for the fated day you summon the courage to introduce yourself....until you realized you were still staring her way. to your surprise she meets your eye, and her face morphs into a ‘yikes’ expression, eyebrows jumping and teeth bared (☆: how the fuck does one explain facial expressions i'm losing it here. you know, the kinda '😬' face.), but there was a smile playing in her eyes. you cover your mouth to stifle a giggle as she turns to face the professor and you follow, thinking, fuckkkk…this crush is getting serious….

part 3??

pics from pinterest^

[kim-seung-mo]

Hiii can I please request a stray kids reaction

When you fall asleep on them as their bestfriends but they have a crush on youuu

Btw you're doing an amazing work love youuuu

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝔸𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕆𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞

or...stray kids reaction to crush!bff!reader falls asleep on them

♩ gn!reader, fluff fluff fluff!!! a bit of pining but mostly just fluff, basically just them being softies

♩♩ word count: 1.1k

♩♩♩ A/N: getting some of the requests out before i go back and finish part 2 of lonesome nights

wip list here

Chan

Frozen, completely afraid to move, although his heart was about to explode.

He could clearly hear his own heartbeat, and if you were awake you would certainly be able to hear it too.

He wanted to take a picture of you with his phone, but felt it would be an invasion of your privacy.

After all, although he would like to be more than friends with you, you were not in a romantic relationship…yet.

In the end after a long struggle it was decided that he would record you as you were now with his eyes.

He might end up falling asleep in this position too.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry Chris... how could I have fallen asleep on you? I'm quite heavy, aren't I? I'll come down right now-"

He pulled you back, your head bumping against his chest.

"Don't move... Stay like this with me for a while longer ......"

Minho

Maybe it was because you didn't sleep well last night that you fell asleep on his shoulder while watching a movie today.

He turned his head to look at you and wanted to wake you up.

But when he saw your peaceful sleeping look, he couldn't do it.

He quietly wrapped his arms around you, bringing you both closer together.

The quilt that was covering him moved to your side to help keep you warm.

He stopped paying attention to the movie after he found you asleep and just kept gazing at you.

He didn't even notice that the movie was over, losing his sense of time while he watched.

In the end he would carry you back into your room and leave a kiss on your forehead.

Changbin

The two above would not wake you up, but he would.

Because in his eyes, the way you look asleep is not as adorable as the way you look when you're dazed and confused.

He would rub your hair and tell you to go to sleep in your room, saying that you would catch a cold here.

You wouldn't want to move, and would grunt and ask him to carry you back to bed.

He said no, but would still obediently pick you up and carry you back to your room with gentle motions.

However, even when you get to your room, you still refused to let go and wanted for him to join you in bed.

He couldn't refuse your request and at last laid down next to you.

If you were just a little more awake right now, you would be able to see how red his whole face was from his neck to his ears.

Hyunjin

The moment your head rested on him his brain had stopped functioning.

It was as if his whole body was frozen, even the sound of his breathing was gone.

His mind began to drift, thinking of all kinds of scenarios with you.

But none of them he really dared to make happen.

As a result, he just sat there dumbfounded, unable to even look at you as he stared straight ahead.

Every time you'd move he felt like he was going to die again.

The others were to gather enough courage to touch you, or wake you up, but he was to gather enough courage just to look at you.

After preparing himself mentally, he turned his head to look at you...and then died again.

Jisung

He was the type of person who would take pictures of you with his phone and then keep them as his screensaver.

He would look at you up close, scanning up and down several times not willing to look away.

Finally, in order to keep your appearance in his memory, he took out his phone and captured you on camera.

"Your sleeping face was just way too cute, how could I not have done it?"

He said it with a sense of justification, as if it was righteous to do so.

You couldn't say anything about it, it wouldn’t convince him to delete it anyway, so you just let him keep it.

What you didn't expect was that he had more than just this one picture in his phone.

He has a whole album dedicated to the photos he secretly took of you.

Felix

Would drop everything and sleep with you together.

Cuddled up in your arms like a cute little kitten.

Felix loves nothing more than physical contact, so something like you falling asleep on him was just what he was looking for.

He hoped you would never wake up, that way he could just cuddle you forever.

But then, he got upset thinking about it and felt that he might go crazy if he stayed like this, with you, for even longer.

He wanted to be with you, but not as a friend. He wanted to be more, but did not dare to say so.

All he could do at this moment was to hold you while you slept and keep you warm.

One day he will confess his love to you, but not today. Today you were still best friends.

Seungmin

He acted relatively calm, at least on the surface.

No one knew what he was thinking inside except himself.

He would not move even if his arms or legs were already numb in order to not wake you up.

He would silently wait for you to wake up, then ask you whether you did not sleep well last night.

Would say that you looked cute when you were asleep and sounded very calm when saying it, but in reality his mind was all over the place.

He actually hoped that you would sleep a little longer, so that he could enjoy the feeling of having you around a little more.

He would be thinking about how nice it would be like if you two were actually dating.

Perhaps it was tonight, that the relationship between you was about to change.

Jeongin

So shy that he was unable to do anything, biting his nails at a loss for words.

It took all his strength to stop himself from trembling.

Of course, the trembling wasn't because he was afraid, he was just too excited.

He desperately wanted to be more intimate with you, but didn't know what to do and what not to do since he was very inexperienced.

Now that you happened to be asleep against him, this was probably his chance, right?

He awkwardly put his arm around you and pulled you towards him.

He wanted to curse himself for being clueless, but now he didn't even have the strength to do so in his head, all his strength was focused on stopping himself from shaking.

In his mind, he begged you, begged you to wake up so that he could at least talk to you, instead of being embarrassed and frozen in place like a lost puppy.

[realcube]

haikyuu!! boys with a s/o that becomes clingy/affectionate while drunk

characters: kyōtani, kenma, iwaizumi, matsukawa and bokuto

thank you anon for this marvellous request mwah

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!

tw// drinking, suggestive themes, sexual references, swearing

Kentarō Kyōtani

kyōtani was used to having a cool, laid-back s/o who was just as awkward about physical touch as he was 

i mean, that’s kinda a part of the reason he liked you so much - so y’all could get over your awkwardness together

so imagine his surprise when his usually level-headed, calm s/o came stumbling out of the club, a blubbering mess and threw themselves into his arms, wailing something about a maths test

THE AMOUNT OF EMOTIONS THAT FLOODED HIS MIND IN THAT ONE MOMENT OMFG ADFGHJKL

he was like ‘omg why are they touching me? i kinda like it- wait are they crying? tf? i ain’t ever seen them cry before- should i help them? lord everyone is looking at us now. so what the fuck do i do- AYE DON’T TOUCH ME THERE’

so he had no choice but to dip with you flung over his shoulder lol

he took you back to your shared apartment and forced you to drink some water and instead of ordering a take-out, he just gave you his leftover burrito which he took to the club smh

it was probably cold 

but that was the best he could think of at the time bc he simply needed to shut you up with food bc the alcohol in your system was causing you to become especially touchy, hence resulting in kyōtani getting especially aroused

but the last thing he’d do is fuck you while you’re drunk and i firmly believe that despite the fact kyōtani is a bit of a lout - he still has like a basic moral compass

but i mean if you kept being so damn suggestive then it was gonna be a lot harder for him to resist his urges

you were rubbing him up and shit, calling him every pet name in the book so ofc he just stuck a burrito in your mouth and went ‘stfu 😡’

the painful part was that he was silently enjoying it too (┬┬﹏┬┬)

(though, he was red from blushing lol, not anger) 

and he wasn’t used to it either so obviously he was gonna get flustered, i mean, everything was happening all at once

oh and you told him ‘i love you’ and he literally combusted like lord have mercy on this man 

just that morning you were calling him your ‘annoying rat boyfriend’ (jokingly, ofc) and now you love him?-

that wasn’t the first time you told him that you loved him but he was still blushing none the less 

and he stammered out a ‘love you too’ PRAYING that you wouldn’t remember any of this the following day

anyway, he cuddled you to sleep and railed you as soon as you sobered up - the end ❤

Kenma Kozume

pov: you’re kenma happily being a wallflower in the club then your s/o approaches you, demanding for you to fuck them 

- ok, end of POV - 

anyway, your speech was slurred so kenma wasn’t really sure if that was what you were asking him to do but if it was, he would’ve happily obliged if it wasn’t for the fact you were clearly drunk

mans was blushing though

bc y’all hardly ever do it but now - all of a sudden - you were tightly wrapped around him, garbling erotic threats into his ear

kenma was worried at first but you were like..really weak

so it wasn’t hard to get you off his torso, usher you out of the club and grip your hand as he ordered a taxi 

also kenma had read enough wattpad fanfictions to know how to deal with someone while they’re drunk 

but none of those fanfictions ever mentioned a single thing about how to deal with yourself while your partner is drunk

like seriously..he was in pain

both from the throbbing erection he had and the aching embarrassment he felt - both stemming from the fact you tried to give him a lap dance in taxi ✋ please oml

anyway, he took you back to his apartment and insisted that you have a few slices of the left-over pizza in the fridge along with a glass of water

after you changed into your pyjamas, you had clearly sobered up slightly as you could now compose coherent sentences

but that wasn’t any better for him bc now you were draped over him, whimpering into his ear about how much you love him

‘i’m so lucky to have you, kenma. i love you so much. you remind me of my first cat - you’re such a cat- i mean, blessing..you’re such a blessing.’ 

ngl, at that point he would be at a loss for words, just deciding to hug you until you fall asleep

like he finds it so cute that you’re finally opening up to him about how you feel as you’re usually quite composed and restrained 

but also- what does he do now? 

you eventually fell asleep in his arms and the next day, you woke up to kenma having made breakfast and telling you how much he adores you which was..confusing, to say the least

he told you about how you acted when you were drunk and to say you were embarrassed would be an understatement 

also, he’ll tease you about it for the rest of your life ;)

Hajime Iwaizumi

literally all you had to do was send him a text like ‘iwa...,,.,...ily so mycj ❤’’ and he’s already waiting in the line to get into the club lol

he marches in there, finds you, grabs your hand and drags you home 

let’s hope that your friends know what iwaizumi looks like so they don’t have to just watch a random guy haul you out the club-

and tries to act all like angry iwaizumi >:( but when you are trailing behind him, muttering about how amazing he is, he becomes more like angy iwa grrr (* ￣︿￣)

by that, i mean that angry iwaizumi would bring you home and lecture on how irresponsible it is to get so intoxicated 

but angy iwa just takes care of you but with a disapproving scowl 

and angry iwaizumi would make nasty, bitchy remarks about how inappropriate your outfit is 

while angy iwa would be like ‘babe, your outfit is lovely but maybe wear something different next time, idk....’

either way, he takes good care of you 

he makes sure you eat (and he cooks good food btw - he doesn’t make you eat leftovers lmao) 

he lets you change into more comfortable clothes

he ensures that you don’t die in the shower 

and he forces you to go to bed

but all of that is rather difficult when you’re clinging to him like your life depends on it, raving on about how sweet of a boyfriend he is and covering his face sloppy kisses

his original plan was to go train some more in his gym (yes, there is a gym in y’alls house-) but when you were peppering his cheek in kisses, begging him to stay with you for whatever reason, of course he didn’t have the balls to leave

 so he ended up laying like a log in bed as you cuddled up to him like koala, resting your head in his chest and allowing him to run his hand through your hair as you slept

in that moment - as he stared down at your tranquil figure - he realised how grateful he was for moments like these, as he finally got see a side of you that he knew you’d almost never exhibit when you’re sober

like yeah, you often tell him how much you love him but he can always tell that it’s as if you’re setting aside your pride to say such a thing but now, you’re gushing on about it with the most genuine look in your eyes, he can tell that you’re being completely sincere 

and to say that he adores it would be an understatement 

so yeah, you were kind of a pain while drunk but you were also the most adorable thing that iwaizumi had ever laid his eyes on (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Issei Matsukawa

ok so the only reason matsukawa wasn’t getting drunk with you was bc the first time y’all got drunk together he got fined for public indecency and you got done for public intoxication

so you decided that it was best (for your wallets) if you took turns getting tipsy

emphasis on ‘tipsy’ bc you both went to the bar together (along with a few friends) and you promised matsukawa that you’d only have a few drinks 

so please explain to him why he is now having to carry you bridal style out of the bar because you are too hammered to walk properly 

and he was kinda grumpy bc he had to leave his friends mid-conversation bc not only were you pestering him but also, the erotic things you were whispering in his ear caused him to get a boner

and he was getting weird looks from people as he carried you home but that was the least of his problems tbh- he didn’t even notice lol

the biggest issue on his mind rn was the fact that you made him hard yet you can’t help him bc you’re drunk smh 

like he was tempted at first bc you seemed down to do it but he quickly came back to reality and realised how morally incorrect that’d be 

so he was mumbling curses the whole way home just to tune you out bc if he paid any more attention to the racy promises you were muttering in his ear- he’d explode

he’s alright at taking care of you like he isn’t iwaizumi’s level of caring but he’s a close second, i mean he’s gotten drunk plenty of times so he knows the basics

he was like ‘drink water idk lol ’

anyway, once he handled himself he wasn’t too fazed by your lustful advances

and he was so smug about it too deadass like ‘keep talkin’ me up, (y/n), you ain’t getting shit until you’re sober.’

smh ANYWAY he thinks you’re so charming when you’re like lovey-dovey drunk but SO annoying when you’re horny drunk bc like- he can’t get some (T_T)

Kōtarō Bokuto 

best for last 👌

ok anyway he’s an athlete and he doesn’t need alcohol to have a good time- he’s forever drunk tbh- drunk on life :)

so while you’re getting hammered with your pals, he’s doing stupid shit while sober lol

once you both rendezvous outside the club to head home and you’re absolutely steamin- he’s just like ‘hi, babe! how’s your night been?’

SO OBLIVIOUS OML

anyway, he drives back to y’alls house and since you’re fatigued at first, you spent 90% of the car ride sleeping

but when you get home, more awake, you’re all up on him

but you’re not like sensual drunk- more like..emotional drunk but with love 🥺

so basically you are sobbing into his chest about whatever and bc he is an such empath he will start crying too, or at least get a bit emotional 

you could say something like, ‘omg, bo. i hardly get to see you because you’re at work so often- i wish i could spend more time with you. i miss you so much’  ╯︿╰

and he would deadass reply whole-heartedly while weeping into your shoulder, ‘I’M QUITTING VOLLEYBALL, (Y/N)!!’

(ok, so maybe he was a bit tipsy too- but like..definitely not has drunk as you)

he has no idea where to start when it comes to taking care of you but he tries (´◡` ‘) 

at the very least, he ensures that you don’t having any more alcohol and that you don’t die somehow 

he’s v overprotective though 

you could be getting a fork to eat your instant-noodles with and he’ll be like 

‘apologies ✋ but i cannot allow you to handle such a dangerous weapon while intoxicated. maybe eat with a spoon instead, idk.’ /h

other than that, he just cuddles you to sleep and deals with you in your badly hungover state the next day