#THANKS FOR REQUESTING!!

[itsallaboutbl]

LomNuea wedding ceremony ❤❤ (for @negrowhat 💕)

+ bonus

[anachilles]

Hi! Could I request “You’re cold. Come here.” with buck and bucky??

you certainly can! hope you liiiiike ✨ -> prompt lists i'm currently accepting requests from: [ x ] [ x ] <-

Whiskey burns hot and foreign on Gale's tongue, at the back of his throat and all the way down, and he does his best not to let his expression twist.

It's the first night of what's been promised to be a long and lasting freedom.

He can't explain why he chooses to imbibe then, after years of easily held, steadfast sobriety, only hesitating for half a beat while glancing at John's arm and the proffered hip flask before taking it from him. The war's over. They're going home. It's as good a time as any, right?

The base is alight, not only with the leftover, now useless, flares the ground crews are appropriating for fireworks out on the tarmac, but also with drunken laughter filtering through the music the air seemed to be filled with. It's alight with joy. With optimism they'd been bottling up for months, maybe years, even, but daren't let take root and risk blinding them. All covering up a bone-deep, underlying sadness that dare not speak its name, not now.

They'd let themselves have tonight, at the very least, to celebrate each other and all that had made it before toasting and honouring the memory of those that hadn't.

Sitting here, alone with John on the balcony of the Tower, overlooking the entire airfield, it's hard not to feel an affection for it. During those twenty-odd missions they'd ran, from a birds-eye view, it had come to mean safety in the knowledge that they were in the homestretch. That they could scratch of another one and allow themselves the luxury of considering they could be making it out of this thing alive.

Passing the flask back to John, Gale watches his face carefully, pensive and unnaturally subdued as it seemed to be. He worries that John's missing out on the party on his account, choosing instead to follow Gale out into the night rather than stay back with the men and celebrate properly. He'd tried to insist that John stay, after Gale and he went and put in a bit of lip service having a couple of drinks with what was left of the crew towards the start of proceedings, but when Gale made a move to leave, he was quick on his heels behind him.

It wasn't that Gale is sad exactly, the brusque, three letter word painting a much too broad a stroke over the nuanced complication of what he was feeling. Too nuanced to work through in all that menagerie on the ground, or in the club, at least.

There's quiet understanding in how John catches him looking then, intercepting the stolen, too-long glance, and offering Gale a twitch of a telling smile in return.

Some time later, they find themselves wandering into the depths of the moon-drenched woods, the music and lights and voices of the base growing more and more muffled as they left it further and further behind them.

He's not sure what makes John stop, a handful of steps behind him, but when he notices the absence of his footfall snapping twigs and bracken underfoot, Gale pauses. The brief silence is loaded; any type of silence from John likely means something. Under the shroud of darkness all his senses heightened, on-guard and alert. Unmoving, he focuses his eyes and tries scanning around him. He can't even hear the sound of John's breathing to use as a guide.

"Is this a game?" he asks out into the emptiness, anticipatory, his breath slightly shallower as, stupidly, his heart starts to race despite knowing he's in no danger here. The worst you're going to get in an English wood is a grey squirrel, for God's sake. "What're we playin'?"

He's unsure whether he wants to smile or not.

After an extended few seconds, as if from out of nowhere, there's a breath against the back of Gale's neck, exactly nailed on that secret little spot nobody on earth but one person knows about. A pair of lips meet the full-body shiver that races up his spine with the shock of it, and are quickly displaced from their perch as Gale swivels around.

When he sees John's face in front of him once more, his eyes are suddenly heavy with the weight of something unspeakable, his smirk devilish in the shadows of the moonlight, totally unapologetic, even more so when he clocks the sudden flush that had risen to Gale's cheeks.

His heart is racing, he's blushing, but even still Gale simply raises an indignant, demanding eyebrow. Challenging. All the while his gaze tries for scrutiny, but inevitably trips up every time it stops to linger on John's mouth.

Maybe Gale, maybe they both, truly needed to get away from the commotion of the party. Maybe one followed the other on blind trust and a general, innocent desire for only each other's company. Maybe they both wordlessly understood exactly what they were following each other into the woods for, this night of all nights.

John lets out a breath and steps up closer into Gale's space, his lips lowering so that they were hovering teasingly close to the other man's own, but not touching. Gale doesn't move, digs in his heels and doesn't even flinch, posture rigid with control as he let his own breath ghost out against John's lips.

John breaks the deadlock look they mutually hold, his eyes flitting down to Gale's neck and his hand rises to follow, fingertips tracing the trail of goosebumps visible.

He smiles knowingly, bringing his hand away and slipping it into the delicate curve of Gale's waist, gesturing down towards the evidence of his past efforts.

“Ah, look. See, you’re cold, aren't you? Come here...”

[tonberry-yoda]

Can you do maybe a fluffy short fic about Alastor with an S/O who is really hard worker and is a bit of a perfectionist. One night he pulls them away from working, cleaning, or being productive in some way for a relaxing evening with some cuddles.🥺

OMG HI!!!! This was so fun to write and literally so cute frrrrr! Thank you so much for the request anon and I really hope you enjoy!

Late Night Cuddles - Alastor

Pairing - Alastor x reader

Warnings - none!!

Word Count - 424

Notes - thanks again because this one is so soft and i literally love it!!! i love alastor so to get to write this was so much fun! have a great day anon and dont forget to stay hydrated!!

“Hi Al, I'm home.” You sighed, walking into the house, feeling nothing but exhausted.

“Hello dear!” Alastor exclaimed, getting up from his spot to lay a soft kiss on your knuckles. “How was your day?”

You smiled softly, wrapping your arms around the radio demon. “It was good. Busy though.”

He chuckled in the crook of your neck, pulling you closer. “Well I think this calls for a break then.”

You looked up and noticed that the whole hotel was a mess. “Uhm… a break might have to wait, Alastor. The hotel kinda looks like shit right now, so I would like to do some cleaning first.”

“But-”

“Have you seen this place?” You pulled out of the hug and began sweeping the floor which was covered in confetti and crayons thanks to Angel Dust, no doubt. “It;s pretty bad. I'll be in bed soon, promise.”

“Alright,” Alastor said skeptically, giving you a side glance. “As long as you promise to be in bed in no less than half an hour.”

“Promise.” You smiled at Alastor, but he was still skeptical.

“You better.”

Alastor went up to bed and stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours waiting for you. He loved that you were so driven to get things done, but did you really have to do it all the time?

He rushed downstairs, still seeing you cleaning the hotel, yawning.

“You said thirty minutes, love.” Alastor said, pulling you over his shoulder.

“Wait Alastor I-”

“It was a promise, dear. We don't break promises, do we now?”

You just crossed your arms as Alastor carried you up the stairs and to your room. He tackled you onto the bed and pressed kisses up and down your face. “Don't you know when to take a break, darling?”

You just giggled, unable to focus on what he was saying as he was pressing soft little kisses all over your face and neck.

“You must be so tired, dear.” Alastor pulled away from kissing you and pouted.

“I'm a little tired, Al.” You flopped down on the bed and pulled Alastor over to you, who immediately cuddled you in his arms.

“Don't work too hard. You have a lovely partner to take care of.”

You just smiled, tucking Alastor’s hair behind his ear. “Alright. This time I'll keep my promise.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” Alastor pulled you close and pressed a kiss onto your forehead before fully encasing you in cuddles.

Needless to say, you had the best night's sleep ever.

~~~~~

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@tonberry-yoda

[palettekeen]

Could I have a palette made based off of my username please? :D

The Friendly Anonymous

[itadickhead]

to the person who sent the request, I see it!! i'm very much active on here so i'll try to crank out that fic sooner rather than later <3

[ittybittypearlygirly]

Zzzs Bulbasaur with poppies? Bonus points if the Bulbasaur is pink or yellow

Sleepy Bulbasaur is very popular! hope you like the colors, i'm trying to go for more muted shades this time around

ask based on this post I made! still doing them btw :D

[solarzkinhelp]

Could you do Aromantic & Gay Dirk Strider icons? Thanks

Gay, Aromantic Dirk strider icons for anon!!

Hope these are what you wanted!! I can change them if not :]

[thatoneartistinthecorner]

Would it be too much to draw the myth, the legend, the woman, the absolute QUEEN that is Nana Shimura?

That's not too much to ask!

I love this girlboss ❤️

Here is your queen 👑

[eeunwoo]

Can I request any of the monsta x members during beautiful liar era?

Sorry I forgot to specify the beautiful liar set was for @/iamacolor 💜

hi of course!!! I ended up giffing all the members and doing the more giffable stages since the flashing was a little hard to work with so I hope that’s ok 🤭💞

[mutantmayhems]

If gif requests are still open... 03 Leo and Usagi in Season 3 Episode 23 "The Real World, Part 2"

In particular there's this scene where the Damyo's assistant is explaining something and Usagi, right behind Leo, tilts his head one way and another. It's really freaking cute 😭

usagi being really cute!

[hwajin]

reading some of these lyrics and titles gets so many ideas going omg it makes me want to get back into some of my old wips lmao

anyways, can i request "look at me look at me. you're looking?" with my main man lee know 👀👀

as always, make sure you drink enough water, get enough sleep and are looking after yourself!!

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AYEEE yes yes coming right up! i had planned that one to be kinda rlly smutty so i hope that's fine i will post by the end of the day!! you take care as well!!!

[keirahknightley]

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)

🎬 Peter Jackson

+ IMDb trivia

[toodrunktofindaurl]

exes 🖤

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[ashrayus]

more of them lets goo!!!!

[palettekeen]

I'm curious what pallet a username like mine might inspire, if I may ask!

Inspiringly Crazy

[vilochkaaa]

Have you ever drawn harvey? Can you pretty please draw harvey?

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