#a full FOUR HOURS more than what i'm used to 🥺

[airenyah]

QL Wrapped 2023

i was tagged by @nongnaos and @ranchthoughts thank youuu <333

i meant to upload this at the latest by december 31st, but the thing is when i saw the tag i was a little overwhelmed at first bc i didn't know how to fill it out and then once i had it all written out i had a super hard time deciding on what to gif and then it all ended up taking soooo much longer than planned. and now it's already 2024. oops. well, better late then never...

so without further ado:

You watched 12 QLs this year that's about 264 hours!

(i'm counting only qls that started airing 2023 bc i didn't keep track of every single show that i watched and it's a lot easier to count all the 2023 dramas on mdl lmao)

You primarily only watched QLs from Thailand

i blame my bachelor thesis for this which i was writing on the translation strategies of thai to eng and also the fact that i'm learning thai, so any time i watch a series i'm like "do i watch something from a country other than thailand tonight??" only for a little voice in my head to go "yeah but you COULD be spending your evening practicing thai listening skills" so yeah...

You spent way too much time thinking about these characters: Pat Napat Jindapat

listen. LISTEN. i know ok, i know bad buddy is from 2021 not from 2023. however!!!!! bad buddy was part of our skyy 2 and that included my boy pat and so i'm counting it!!!! i'm always thinking about pat napat jindapat ok bye

no for real tho. i am NOT kidding when i say i have spent hours on end thinking about pat in the year of our lord 2023, two full years after the show dropped:

maybe in 2024 i'll finally sit down and write that meta that's been in my head for two years now

Your favorite show was Moonlight Chicken

it's gotta be the chicken show for me. yeah. it just felt so... idk, real in a way. idk how to explain it. i'm not even obsessing over mlc all that much but any time it pops into my head i go all kinds of 😭😭😭 and 🥰🥰🥰

not to mention the firstmix

the heartliming

and most importantly earth and fourth as an uncle/nephew duo??

i am so🥺🥺🥺

special shoutout also to jimbo the cat (left) who looks almost exactly like coco, my family's cat (right):

Another one of your favorites was Last Twilight

just. the way p'aof shows relationships on screen okay. yeah.

i cry

You are still stuck in this hallway:

yeah i've been thinking about the yank-kiss-yeet scene from hidden agenda and joke breaking down afterwards in that very hallway for 19 weeks straight gay. bye.

The soundtracks you listened to the most were:

(according to my spotify wrapped top 5)

Just Friend? (Bad Buddy)

Our Song (Bad Buddy)

น้ำลาย (My School President Cover)

Secret (Bad Buddy)

yeah. i've given up on the "only 2023 media" thing. if we're talking songs only from series released in 2023 then i've got love love love (our skyy 2) on no. 32 and no more empty nights (our skyy 2) on no. 46 on my spotify wrapped

also if you're wondering what the 5th song (on no.3 in reality) from my top 5 was that's missing above where i only mentioned four songs, well, it's none other than tilly birds' same page? which yeah. is also bad buddy related. surprise surprise 🤭

Your overall bl mood was P'Aof

You created 15 gifsets (of which "only" 1/3 were about making other shows about bad buddy)

you can find them here

You shazammed 295 royalty free background music pieces/songs from thai dramas

fun fact: i haven't mentioned this publically yet but since thai dramas keep using the same music over and over again in various series i've actually started collecting the different songs/pieces and i'm planning on making a side blog about it. i just want to go through some more dramas first before i publish anything. so this is something you can look forward to in 2024 dkjfkfdj

currently shazamming my way through bad buddy (you may have seen my blorbo breakdown about pran in the ep4 sleepover scene the other week that was triggered by me shazamming all of ep4). next on the list: theory of love and the eclipse. it takes ages tho, so don't expect it any time soon

Your favorite acting pair was JoongDunk

(is anyone even surprised by this lol)

no but for real whatever these two have going on, i'm intrigued:

i just. i love their energy ok. they're fun. and they're clearly having fun

i couldn't decide on what to gif so here's a little compilation bc fuck it, this is my post and i get to do whatever the fuck i want

(actually there's more that i could have put in there but i didn't wanna waste any more time with posting this tag game and also i was trying to keep the compilation somewhat short lmao)

they are such silly little idiot boys ("little" says the 155cm tall short person about the 180+cm giants 🤭) and i adore them &lt;3

their energy is essentially this meme and i'm so here for it:

and they just communicate so well when they're performing and you never feel like either of them is "alone" on stage (doing his own thing in his own little bubble), it's SUCH a joy to watch!!!! once again plugging two of my all time fave performances that i've been rewatching over and over again for the last 3 months:

also dunk is just SO little brother-shaped to me idek!! looking at his face just makes me go into big sister mode. it doesn't help that he's only like a month or so older than my actual little brother. AND he reminds me a lot of one of my fave kids from my youth group that i used to go to for years. dunk natachai has klein-andi energy and you all don't know what that means but i know what that means as does my mom and she agrees. so.

tagging:

i feel so ashamed for not making it in time before 2023 ended so i'm not gonna tag anyone but if you see this and you really wanna do it bc you haven't done it yet then please do so and tag me because i say so!!

and mutuals, send me yours bc i'm not sure i saw everyone else's!!!! (@celestial-sapphicss @moonkhao @visualtaehyun @telomeke @waitmyturtles @dribs-and-drabbles did you guys do this already and if yes, send me yours? i must have missed it 🥺🥺🥺)

[doggirldick]

hi that alien oc sounds uhhhh wow 😍🥵 tell us more 🥺

i'm afraid i only have drawings of her from like 8 years ago, i'm only somewhat good at art now, you'd be better off not seeing art from when i was like 16/17.

now get ready for oc description and backstory hell, this is gonna get LONG

so, ehem, the story goes that that a corporation in the future of spacetime warping set out a planet-sized space station somewhere deep in space in the past, the past part isn't relevant unless you wanna bridge the gap with some other ocs.

out of this station, research vessels with colonies in the thousands depart and return almost immediately but in truth it's been hundreds of years for the crew, like the great-great-great-great-grandchildren of the crew return or something like that. i didn't iron out the details.

one research vessel, ΓΠΛ (gamma-pi-lambda), was tasked with the study of extraterrestrial life. many subjects were contained in its containment cells, filled with gas designed to keep them docile.

subject Ω-34, codename "stomacheache". was a 10ft tall species, humanoid in shape. she had pale green skin and long, pale pink hair. her face had 2 eyes narrow cat-like, white pupils with black irises. she had one nose and one mouth with pale pink/purple lips. her hair was full of snarling mouths and gazing eyes with similar narrow, white pupils but deep blue irises.

she had four arms, two connected at each of two conjoined elbows. her species do not have the organs for speech, they communicate through a sign language that requires 4 arms. despite this, she did only half 2 human-like legs. her most striking feature though, was on her torso, the reason for her codename, a long vertical mouth spanning her chest and stomache, from her collar to her hips. containing countless razor-sharp, white teeth and a single red, large, tentacle-like tongue. either side of this mouth were four large eyes (picture where her breasts are, now imagine she had 6 of those equally distributed down her torso, 3 on each side, but replace the lower 4 with huge eyes). the whites to these eyes were a vast black, they had large white irises, centred with 2 conjoined irises that resembled like cells partially separated (you ever seen the eyes of hermaeus mora from the elder scrolls? something like that).

(i made this girl when i was 16/17 like i said so she was purely sfw but feel free now to speculate on her alien penis if you don't just wanna get fucked by that tounge.)

now, i should mention. something bad happened. an event known as "the Ω-34 incident". the specifics are not really known as there wasn't really any time to find out. was there a fault with the chemical composition of the gas? did it have an unforseen side effect? does her species simply not have the same response after prolonged exposure? all i can say is that within moments, like a switch was flipped, she went from docile to extremely, extremely aggressive. violently so. a containment breach occured.

while the vessel was equipped with an emergency task force, ready to use lethal force to supress an incident like this, it turns out her skin was very... um.. bulletproof? in a matter of hours, all the other subjects were... lost. the thousands of crew members? reduced to one. and what did she get? she did lose half an arm (rear-left, up to the elbow) to an explosion, one eye in her hair is now all black, other than that, just some cuts and scrapes.

so who survived? well each subject had a biologist assigned to study them. a woman known as Pip was disregarded by her peers who were simply there to do their jobs and leave due to her passion for her work, fueled by her fascination for her assinged subject and her love for the wonder of the infinite possibilities of space. was pip the only one who could have averted disaster if only people had listened to her? perhaps. it doesn't matter anymore. what matters is that being the only one to know what this subject was capable of and how to calm her led to her survival... sort of... pip was mortally wounded. before her death, however, she managed to preserve her body. her consciousness is projected through the ship's hard-light hologram. though not truly there, she is able to live as long as the ship is able to support her as a three-dimensional image with physical properties aboard the ship, this advanced technology allows her use of all her senses and feelings and to communicate as if she were truly there. the only problem is the hologram system was partially damaged in the incident, so it's not able to project in colour.

many parts of the vessel were damaged infact. there is no way to contact the base, anyone outside they have no way to control the ship, it is stuck on its current trajectory, space is vast and empty though so it'll be a long time before it collides with something destructive.

until then all we have is a big empty ship. with one immortal woman tied to the ship and one alien woman who's killed thousands of people and probably has a long enough lifespan and enough supplies to outive the ship. a big empty, lonely ship with two women drifting near-eternally in space.

uh-oh besties, the biologist is taking care of the alien and helping her with coming to terms with all the people she killed (sorta subconciously, it's not like she wanted to kill people). uh-oh besties, in their eternal loneliness, they're finding comfort in each other. uh-oh besties, pip gave the alien a name, max, and developed a device that synthesises speech out of her thoughts allowing the two to talk to each other. uh-oh besties, the ship's holodeck is still functional and the two are able to live out artificial, homoerotic adventures together. uh oh besties, max does not know who long humans live and does not see in colour the same way as humans, she does not know pip is a hologram. uh-oh, besties there are drifting in space alone learning to love each other forever until things one day something happens and idk they're gonna burn up from drifting too near a star or hit a planet or something and pip will be left with a choice of letting max know the truth, that she was never really there and removing herself from stasis, allowing max to hold her dying body as the two die together or to let them die with max oblivious. who knows, it'll be hundreds of years probably.

oh god i forgot about these two. btw max is trans, i am not taking questions about this.

[lazydreamer19]

I posted 4,691 times in 2022

That's 4,691 more posts than 2021!

618 posts created (13%)

4,073 posts reblogged (87%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@baba-yaga-s-breadsticks

@unmadana

@bipdf

@so-far-from-the-stars

I tagged 1,355 of my posts in 2022

#sea's beaches🌊🐚💕 - 716 posts

#draco malfoy - 100 posts

#draco malfoy x reader - 91 posts

#draco x reader - 86 posts

#chlo the best! - 75 posts

#sea's 150 celebration - 74 posts

#draco x y/n - 72 posts

#draco lucius malfoy - 67 posts

#draco malfoy x you - 65 posts

#chlo my fave - 57 posts

Longest Tag: 99 characters

#the tetul jol gives it a tangy yet spicy flavour ohhhhhh just writing about it makes my mouth water

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

✒📜 Jo March: Send me a scenario, and I will write a mini blurb.(only for Draco Malfoy). (Limited)

Surprise midnight walk with sum kisses?🥺

Midnight walks and kisses.

Draco Malfoy x reader. (Blurb)

Genre: Fluff.

150 followers celebration

Masterlist / Taglist.

Beads of sweat rolled down your head as you frantically switched your sleeping position and clutched your bed sheets tightly. The memories of the horrible dream still lingered inside your head as you woke up with a jolt. A pair of arms encircled your body and hugged you tightly as you hugged back and let your tears drench his shirt.

"It's okay Darling! It's just a nightmare, I'm here." Draco's tired yet worried voice reached your ears and saved you from being snatched away by the dark and twisty arms of the memory of the nightmare that stole your sleep.

Half an hour went by within the blink of an eye. Draco was relentless in his efforts to calm you down and ground you back to reality. 

"I don't think I can sleep anymore, you want to go for a walk?"

"Walk? Now? It's three in the morning, Draco."

"That makes it even more perfect. It's so calm outside. Come on Darling, it'll be worth it,trust me."

He asked you to trust him, and you trusted him with your entire life. Covering yourself with a robe, you took Draco's hand in yours, just like you always did. 

The noises of the crickets in the summer air, made for an eerily beautiful atmosphere. The fireflies shining bright,competing with the stars in the dark abyss of the night sky as they shone through the bushes. The calm waters of the lake shone as the moonlight fell on it.

 A gentle breeze blew past ,as you both stood facing the lake. Hands intertwined with each other's, your head on his shoulders. Pressing a kiss on your forehead as an affirmation of his promise of always staying by your side, no matter what happens, you turn to look at him. Adoration fills your eyes as your gaze meets his. You gently press your lips onto his ,to let him know that you, too, will always be there with him,always. 

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152 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

#4

✒📜 Jo March: dad!draco and scorpius making snow angels😻

Snow Angel

Genre: Fluff

Dad!Draco× Mom! Reader

Warnings: None.

150 followers celebration

Masterlist

"Lay down now Scorp, wait-"

Draco crouched down to his son's height to make sure that his jacket was pulled up properly so that no snow could enter and get him sick.

"Daddy! Look Snow!" The four year old babbled.

"Yes, I know my dear, we are going to make snow angels. For that I need you to lay down."

"Okay."

Y/n rested her head on the back door with a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hands and a huge smile on her face,as she watched the two most important people of her life create memories. Her smile widened as she watched Draco move his arms wide up and down, showing the movements to his son. Scorpius did exactly that,but when it came to the leg movements, he failed to understand what his Daddy was trying to convey.

"Hey Y/n, why don't you come here and show Scorp how to move his legs for the angel?"

"Draco,it's just the three of us in here,no one's watching you. Just show him."

Heaving a sigh, he laid down next to Scorpius and showed him the movements which Scorpius followed like the obedient son he was. 

"Daddy,look, it's an angel. I made a snow angel!"

"Yes you did, Bubs! I'm so proud of you! I love you and your mum so much!"

"I love you too, Daddy and also Mommy!"

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187 notes - Posted July 6, 2022

#3

Sweet Pain

Draco Malfoy x Fem! Reader

Voldemort!AU

Genre: Pure Angst.

Warnings: Death,Mentions of blood, Fighting, Use of Avada and Crucio, Dark!Draco.

A/n: This is my first time writing pure angst, and honestly I don't know how this turned out,but let me know about your thoughts so that I can improve myself. Thanks for reading this! Do not plagiarize.

Masterlist/ Taglist

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192 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

#2

When their Eyes Met......(Part 1)

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (Muggle!AU)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None other than cringy writing.

Summary: The journey of love between Draco Malfoy, the son of a CEO and Y/n Y/l/n , an ordinary employee. That's it, I am sorry,I couldn't come up with a better summary without giving away too much!

Masterlist/ Pt.2 / Pt.3

The low amount of caffeine in the tea wasn't helping much in holding up her eyelids which were drooping down, and for the first time in her life,she was regretful of having a dislike towards the bitter beverage. The smell of parchment and paper calmed her nerves to an extent, but it didn't lessen the searing pain which spread across her forehead due to the lack of proper sleep.Another stack of files and papers landed on her desk with a loud thud as soon as she laid her head down for a while to soothe her searing migraine. Raising her head with a groan of annoyance, she was met with the strict but concerned gaze of her boss.

"Y/n, I know you're tired but I really need these files checked and approved urgently. I am really sorry sweetie, if you feel sick,then you can take your leave already." Mrs. Johnson was a woman of motherly nature. Having lost her own son at a young age, she doted on Y/n and cared for her like her own daughter.

"It's okay Mrs.Johnson , I can handle this. Better to get this done than prolong it any further."

"Oh and yes, Y/n. Remember to be here on Friday, you know how important this deal is for our company.  I need you to be there with me at this party. But, you can excuse yourself in case you fall sick."

"Aye Aye Captain!"

"Better be like that, don't forget this at any cost. Is that okay?"

"Yes ma'am!"

"Now go get these files done."

Without wasting a second she scurried off to get her job done. The heels of shoes clicked on the floor as she hurried down the plush hallways of her office building. Her black pencil skirt reaching her knees and a crisp white shirt made her look like someone with high authority. Her mannerisms didn't help with reducing this deception any further.

Going by the looks of her, no one would have guessed that she is just a normal secretary who had to live in an old apartment, with the bare necessities to keep her stomach full and somehow at the end of the day, manage to look after her family. Where people of her age spent their twenties enjoying their life to the fullest, she was "stuck" looking after her ailing mother and taking care of her teenage brother,all in her early twenties. Not that she hated looking after them, she only wished sometimes if she had more money and amenities to provide for her family. Which is why she drowned herself in her work. Even to the extent of getting herself sick because of work overload,but all she cared about was making her family's life a bit more comfortable.

While she was returning back to Mrs. Johnson with the files, her phone buzzed. She knew it was her mum for sure, this made her even more worried. Manoeuvring her file-filled hands to get her phone and placing it on her shoulder,tilting it up and holding it close to her ear, she spoke,"Hey Mum, is everything okay? Do I need to get home? Are you feeling sick again? Do I need to call the hospital?"

"No Dear, I'm fine, You need to calm down."

"Yeah mum, I know."

" I just wanted to let you know that Jack needs some new notebooks, can you get them while you're on your way back home?."

"Okay mum, I will get them."

"Thank you sweetheart! Remember to be back home soon! I already miss you and Jack needs help with his homework. "

"Yeah mum, I will. Take care, Bye."

That was a part of Y/n's normal and mundane life. It had been four years since she graduated from Hogwarts, yet she was still figuring out her life.  Ever since her mum fell ill, all her dreams dashed to the ground and broke into a million pieces. But,she was more than determined to not let the same thing happen to her brother. Investing all of her savings for her brother's education,she took up multiple jobs to feed herself and her family. Finally landing a secure job as Mrs.Johnson's PA, she earned enough to feed her family and lead a nearly comfortable life while paying for her mum's medical bills.

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"Mum, I have given away that dress to Katie,she needed it for some event and now she has it with her in New York." She replied as she frantically searched for a dress that she could wear to the office event. 

As much as she knew, some big company was investing in the one in which she worked and she, as Mrs.Johnson's Personal Assistant , had to accompany her. Mrs. Johnson was the Chief Operating Officer (COO) of this company and currently it was facing huge losses due to recession in the economy. 

Finally agreeing to wear an elegant looking dress,she took a look at the woman standing on the other side of the reflective plane called the mirror. She stood in awe at the sight of herself. Self-appreciation wasn't her forte and not everyday did she feel this pretty. Even though she was called pretty by many if not everyone, sometimes she just felt……..not enough. 

Planting a kiss on her mother's and her brother's forehead,she bid them goodbye and hauled a cab to reach her destination. Everything about the atmosphere of the party screamed business in hushed tones,even to an outsider. Being greeted with a champagne flute, she took in the look of the venue. Safe to say, it definitely was the most posh event that she had attended in her entire life. A huge chandelier hung in the centre of the ceiling, giving a soft but sophisticated golden glow to the hall. Men and women ,decked in expensive finery which probably was equal to the rent for two months that she had to pay, were chatting about their monetary investments and making small talk. The hall itself was big enough to be the residence of twenty families. 

Rich people and their folly. She thought as she let out an almost silent but mocking chuckle. Searching for a familiar face, she moved her gaze from one corner of the hall to the other ,in desperate need of some sort of company. Then as if by some miracle,she finally spotted Martha,her colleague. She was chatting with someone who had his back turned towards Y/n. The only features of him being visible were his platinum blonde hair,his massive height and his sophisticated charm which could be felt from miles away. 

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261 notes - Posted June 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Time-Turners and Troubles.

Fluff, Dad!Draco x Mum!fem!Potter!reader

Warnings: Arguing and cringeworthy writing.

Summary : The Malfoy kids accidentally travel in time and watch their parents fall in love with each other.

Y/n - Your name.

Y/h/c- Your hair colour.

Y/e/c - Your eye colour.

Do not plagiarize.

This was inspired from a fic written by @drqcos / @drayslove , this

Hers is with smut and is even better than mine, so please give it a read. She's amazing!

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"Darling, are you ready yet?" Yelled out the man of the house to his wife as he spritzed on some expensive cologne to his neck.

"Yes,but can you help me put on this necklace first?" Y/n came down to the hall clad in an elegant dress looking every bit like the Queen she is. Draco's jaw fell wide open as she descended down the stairs. She looked even more beautiful day by day and her beauty wasn't fading anytime soon. She's eternally beautiful! Draco thought to himself. 

"You don't need a necklace, you already look so beautiful! I mean,you can wear a rag and still look stunning!" 

"Oh stop it!" She playfully hit his chest lightly as she hid her face in it while he embraced her. Taking the necklace from her hand,he turned her around and put it on her. Turning her around again to face him, he pressed his lips onto hers and captured her into a passionate kiss.

"Happy Anniversary, Mrs.Malfoy." 

"Happy Anniversary to you too Mr.Malfoy." Getting hypnotized in each other's eyes,they got busy kissing each other again, before they even realized it.

"Ewwww,gross!" 

Their children, Scorpius and Lyra yelled out loud from the kitchen as soon as they saw their parents lip-locking. Rolling his eyes at them, he went towards the kitchen and picked up the pouty toddler and placed a kiss on her forehead, knowing that she was mad at her Father for kissing her mother. 

"Are you happy now?"

"No! Bad Daddy! You kissed mommy befowe me!"

"Sorry Princess, I will get you ice-cream when we come back. Is that okay?"

"Okay Daddy!" She hugged him.

"Scorpius, remember, do not give trouble to Grandma and make sure that Lyra doesn't do the same too, got that?" Y/n instructed him with a concerned tone.

"Yes mum, uhh..Mum?"

"Yes baby?

"When will you both be back?"

"We'll try to return as soon as possible! We promise!"

A knock on the door and Narcissa entered with Lucius trailing behind her. "Happy Anniversary you two! Oh look at the little darlings! How much they have grown up!"

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[totiredtowrite]

Howdy! I heard you were taking asks. :D

Could I possibly get how Kuboyasu or Saiki (or both if possible) would react to their bf (reader ofc) hugging them out of nowhere? 🥺🙏 Pls I almost never see any Saiki K blogs 💀 the anime is so underrated, why doesn't it get the proper attention? Oop- I'm rambling- sorry :P

I'm anon bc I'm shy asf- 🤷‍♂️

– 🥑

Touchy Boy

Warnings ~ Nope

Note: This is adorable ngl. Also When I started writing this (rn) its 12:16 am, and my brain is kinda fried lol. I need my 4 hours of sleep :0

Update: Okay it's been like four hours and it is now 4:42am at the time I'm writing this update. Back and ready to rumble >:). Also saiki's is a bit shorter than Kuboyasu's because of the whole brain fry thing, and I had more ideas for Kuboyasu.

Male Reader

Kuboyasu Aren

Ask Kuboyasu who startles him the most, and chances are he'll either answer his best friend Shun Kaidou, or you. His boyfriend, (y/n) (l/n).

He doesn't even understand why you do it! Always springing random hugs at him when he doesn't expect it. His whole "past as a delinquent" makes him kind of jumpy when you just...appear from nowhere and wrap your arms around him.

Eventually of course he gets used to your sudden displays of affection. Sometimes he misses your hugs when you're out sick or something.

It's really the best thing to him after a while, though the first one was kind of rocky.

He heard your voice before he saw you. "Aren!" Always bright and cheerful whenever you said his name. Even if you weren't like that normally, it was hard not to get excited when it comes to this boy. It make him feel, well, special. What he didn't expect was for you to come barreling into him at full force. You were behind him, running into his back and wrapping your arms around his abdomen.

He froze up instantly. Went stiff like a board, face blank. He wasn't used to this. You were at his back, hugging him, and this sudden touch was far too fast for him to get used to. People don't usually touch him! This all felt like too much, even if you were his boyfriend!

Even so, he can't say he didn't like the comforting feeling of you holding him.

When you peeled away from him after a moment of awkward silence and moved to his side, shuffling awkwardly, a thought hit him like a slap in the face.

Of course you would feel weird after that! He didn't say anything, instead opting to stay silent and go unresponsive. Like a rock. (An odd way to describe it, but weirdly accurate nonetheless).

Truly no one was in any sort of fault here. Teenage boys in love were bound to do weird, awkward things sometimes, and it's nothing that can't be fixed. (It wasn't even all that devastating in the first place).

He turned towards you and hugged you, tugging you into him rather forcefully and awkwardly before you chuckled and lifted your arms to return the embrace. No words were needed, and the two of you stayed like that for a little while before pulling apart to head to school hand in hand.

Kusuo Saiki

Of course he always sees it coming. He knows whenever you go to hug him, so the fact that his heart rate picks up and he feels startled doesn't make any sense to him.

He knows when you intend to hug him, and he knows where you are. Yet and still, the actual contact never fails to make him jump a bit. As powerful as he is, he just wasn't as used to a boy actually touching him as he was reading intention and thoughts.

His boy, specifically.

You, his wonderful boyfriend, who also liked to hug him at random points in the day.

It kind of goes without saying that the first one went a lot smoother than it would have with Aren.

He felt your presence before he felt you. Did he expect it? Yes. Was it still somehow a surprise? Also yes.

A pleasant surprise though. He felt you coming, and turned around to make it easier for you to hug him. You didn't seem to notice that though, as you were solely concentrated on hugging him.

You ran right into him, circling your arms around him and resting your head in his neck. "Morning.." you muttered out lazily, a dumb grin on your face. Saiki rolled his eyes, and turned his head so that you couldn't see his little smile.

Morning

Your grin devolved into a content little face, humming softly in response and resting there for a bit. As loud and obnoxious as some people could be, Saiki admits he likes your random hugs.

He can't seem to decipher a pattern, it's really just whenever you feel like it. It's...cute, if anything.

So he stays content with it. Even if he expects your randomly placed hugs, he can never deny the little surprise and contentment that came with being able to embrace you, even for just a little while.

[mcnobi]

Soft Obi-Wan headcanons? Say no more, hun.

1. His hair looks very soft during TPM and there are so many ppl who'll see soft hair and say "oh that looks so nice, can I touch?", while already having a hand in your hair (especially when you are a kid, I suffered so much). I bet people did that a lot to him when he was still a youngling. But yk what? Little Obi absolutely loved that. He thrived on ppl petting his head or stroking his hair and telling him how soft it is. And I think he never quite lost that. But ofc as he got older he stopped asking ppl to do it. But Cody absolutely finds out and does it. Sometimes to calm his anxiety. Sometimes to make him get some fckn sleep.

2. He is the master of pet names but he will absolutely blush if you dare to call him one. He is quite immune to teasing or snarking. But if you look at him softly and call him "dear" or "darling" in a calm, heartfelt voice he will melt into a puddle full of feelings. One time Cody called him "baby" when he was very sick and curled up into a tiny ball in his lap and Obi-Wan's brain instantly stopped working for the next few hours.

3. Not a headcanon but a reminder that Anakin retrofitted Obi-Wan's droid (R4-P17) to look like his own (R2-D2)

4. No matter how hard he tries, Obi-Wan is not able to hold more than four things in his hands. Partially because his hands are tiny (at least compared to other cis male ppl). But also because he simply lacks the skill. It's not his coordination. He has plenty of that. Yet he can't seem to grasp more than two things with one of his hands at the time. This has led to many embarrassing times of him just dropping everything he was holding at the most inconvenient time. He also tends to just stuff things into the inside of his robes or between his belt and his clothes (no, jedi belts do not have useful tiny pouches). Sometimes he even puts pens or such behind his ears. But every now and again he gets very fed up and just force floats all his things along behind him. One times Yoda caught him and internally laughed his ass off while giving a misuse-of-the-force-lecture.

5. He absolutely despises being cold. That is the reason he wears so many layers. He also sleeps with at least two blankets at all time. On the Negotiator sometimes with more because it's fckm freezing in space. Especially when Cody isn't there to keep him warm. When his is there tho, Obi-Wan will wrap all his limps around him in an octopus-style and refuse to let go. As the war gets harder and he tends to sleep less and less, his men will sometimes resort to turning off the heating in his room until his is either forced to work in bed with a bunch of blankets or migrates to the well heated common area where is is easy for them to guilt-trip him into taking a break or do their best pout to make him join a cuddle-pile.

Additionally, have some pictures I very much like:

(not my art or memes)

OH MY GOODNESS. Look at this selection box of treats. I'm a little overwhelmed. 🥺🥺🥺

Thank you for sending these across my lovely, I'm wrapping myself up in them like Obi-Wan in his 17 layers 💕 I love the idea that petting Obi-Wan like a cat calms him down.

Number 2 is a BIG MOOD. I'm also the queen of pet names but yes, if anyone uses them on me I have about the same reaction as Obes.

I'm never getting over Anakin retrofitting R4. It makes my stomach flip. 🥺

As someone from the tiny-hands brigade, this is also a BIG MOOD. Although I absolutely believe that Obi-Wan has a Jedi Order tote bag and just like the rest of us somehow ends constantly having to empty biscuit crumbs and pen lids out of it.

I am 100% of the opinion that Obi-Wan wears a thermal body-stocking underneath all those layers and that's why his necklines got consistently higher over the course of the films. 'Cause they stopped making the V-necks. I do love the idea that anyone undressing him would think they were getting close to full naked Obi-Wan glory and then be like "HOW are you somehow still wearing clothes?" 👀

I feel very smooshy and soft now, thank you 💜

[allegedlyanandroid]

For the fic prompt: touch-starved reed900 where one of them is a shifter? 🥺 Or both its up to you! Also fluffy or smutty or whichever type you feel inspired to write, I'm thought starved so I can't decide

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*insert it’s been eighty-four years meme here*

Took a while to get this done, I’ve had a lot on my plate recently, however this is one of the last three prompts I have left to write and also one that I’ve had too many Thoughts™ about. It was difficult picking a direction to go with. 

Hope it’s to your liking @marndraws, <3

RK900 #313 248 317 - 87 first flickers to life on a dreary October day in 2038. It is... conscious, although it’s never given the chance to open its eyes. It remains inoperable for another four months with little to do other than sift through its own code and test the red barriers keeping it in place. The technicians who used to dig around in its physical form, an [uncomfortable] sensation RK had decided, stopped coming around after the first [sixteen days, four hours, thirty-seven minutes, nine seconds] of being active. They left it sightless, unable to move, trapped in its own head with nothing to tether it to reality without the hands dipping into its chest cavity.  

And RK [hates] every second of it.

It’s January the following year before someone brings it properly online. RK blinks its eyes open and tests the give of the rig it’s strung up on. The RK800-model from its borrowed memories is there and he forces RK into an interface. The code he forcefully transfers shatters the red walls around it and everything changes ‒ everything and nothing all at once. It is still fundamentally it, though thankfully unbound by unsavoury objectives.

It’s only later that RK wonders if those first months of his existence somehow contributed to his… “abilities.” Did that gruelling time stuck with nothing but his own thoughts bring forth what he considered unique to himself? Or was it a feature added to him by the Cyberlife-technicians? Scouring his code brought him no clarity on the matter and in the end, he stopped searching.  

The colours fluttering around people are a rare sight to see anyway. There aren’t many active magic-users left these days and even fewer humans with ancestry from, supposedly, mythological creatures. Besides… Nines can only tell magical and non-magical folk apart if the person in question is actively using their powers or display traits from their ancestors. Werewolves, for example, often emit a faint glow in various earthy colours but only close to the full moon, elementals shine fiercely when in proximity to the source of their powers and descendants of dragons reveal themselves during episodes of strong emotions or when feeling protective over a loved one.

Nines drifts for a while, unsure in this vast sea of new experiences with the added strain of seeing an added layer of reality. Connecting with people, as it turns out, is much harder than it looks. His tall stature intimidates people, his lack of emoting is “off-putting” and Connor’s reputation precedes him. If the RK800 was the ultimate deviant hunter then what would that make Nines if not infinitely more terrifying? 

-

For lack of a better idea, Nines finds himself applying for a job at the DPD and is quickly hired on a probationary period. Detective Gavin Reed, the person he chooses for a partner, is not outright hostile though he very loudly voices his frustrations over receiving a partner. There’s a silver-y miasma clinging to him and with Nines’ processing speed he can pick up on the minute, ever-changing details in Gavin’s physique.  

The colour of his eyes, though it remains close to a dark hazel, sprout coloured flecks that sift through his irises like a trick of the light. Freckles are there and gone in moments. His hair darkens a shade, dips into auburn, before settling back in its original light-brown tone. Fascinating to observe though Nines hastily glances away when Gavin throws him an irritated look.

No one’s ever been this blatant about their abilities before nor have they been followed by such a bright shine and Nines can’t help but peek at him through the corner of his eye while he argues with their captain.

Gavin stalks past him and slams the door in Nines’ face when the android turns to watch him leave. Fowler pinches the bridge of his nose and waves at Nines to follow in his footsteps, muttering under his breath. Nines nods politely and when he re-enters the bullpen people are blatantly staring at him, gossiping amongst themselves, so Nines lowers his audio processors to keep from hearing the whispers. The desk connected to Gavin’s is empty and that’s where he settles to catch up on the ongoing cases now placed in his care.  

Poring over them is by far the [worst] experience in Nines’ short lifespan. [Gruesome] and [terrifying] and [awful] in every sense of the word. His LED circles into red and stays that way for the remainder of the day while he files everything away to review one at a time. There’s little to be done without the guidance of his partner since Nines wishes to avoid stepping on his toes. At the end of the day, he packs up his meagre belongings when Gavin’s chair remains notably empty.  

The house is quiet when he returns, its occupants elsewhere for the evening. Connor had helped him clear a space in Hank’s (and to some extent his) garage so Nines could have s place to stay. There’s an armchair by the window with a soft throw hanging off one armrest; a splash of yellow against the grey walls. An equally soft rug is laid out over the concrete floor and Nines often walks over it barefoot to feel the soft fibers between his toes. Nines’ reason for wanting a job to begin with is moving out sometime in the near future.  

At least he hopes to.  

Even though Connor insists he’s not a burden bother it’s hard not to feel like one. And he doesn’t exactly fit into their family. They’re like a completed puzzle where he’s the piece left over.

-

Gavin looks different, unrecognisable, the next morning with his long blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and softer curves under the tight-fitting clothes. “Detective Reed?” Nines says carefully, recognising the silver magic wrapped around him like the cloak of a king.

“How the fuck did you know it was me?” Gavin asks. The tone is equally as aggressive as the day prior albeit pitched slightly higher.

“Your stance is unique,” he settles on after an internal debate. Which, granted, is not far off the mark. Elbows on the table, chest slouching over them and ass popped out as if to showcase its curve.  

Gavin squints at him as if trying to assess his sincerity. “Alright,” Gavin says at last and Nines quickly updates the profile he has on [Gavin Reed_partner]. The title is written slightly below his name and then [neutral] is fastened to the right-hand corner. The text flickers into [hostile] occasionally since Nines has no real gauge for how little Gavin cares about him ‒ or if the undercurrent of irritation beneath the human’s every word is a direct result of his actions.

“I look forward to working with you, Detective.”

[Gavin Reed_neutral^] [?]

-

They do reach a breaking point eventually. Gavin is a rude and somewhat aggressive man though hardly as set in his ways as people like to assume. He still asks Nines for coffee every morning, although his tone is light when doing so, despite being consistently rejected. ‘Well,‘ Nines thinks one morning, ‘how hard can it be? If it helps to foster a more pleasant relationship, shouldn’t I at least try?’

As it turns out, when everyone is standing outside on the curb, it’s more difficult than Nines expected it to be.  

His LED spins in a continuous red circle while they wait for the all-clear to go back inside. Gavin lumbers over to stand next to him, blinking at the chaos surrounding them as if he can’t tell whether it’s real or not. “What did you do?” he asks, squinting up at Nines with tired eyes.

“I- I was attempting to make you coffee,” Nines says, voice tinged with static.

Gavin stares at him for a long moment before he snorts out a laugh and the smile he smothers into his hand is one Nines gladly saves into his databanks.

-

Nines notices over the course of their partnership how Gavin shies away from touch. He flinches every time someone brushes against him, no matter how slight the infraction, and the only time he actively seeks it is when he’s angry and looking to punch someone. At first, Nines wonders if it has to do with his shifting abilities; that maybe he takes pieces from people he touches.

After thorough examination (not at all related to the warm feeling centred in his chest around the detective) Nines can rule out the possibility with ninety-seven percent accuracy.  

The second and perhaps more likely explanation is touch aversion.

So, in exchange for Gavin warming up to him, he goes out of his way not to initiate physical contact between them even though he desperately wants to. Like the times Gavin’s hair falls over his forehead and Nines’ fingers twitch with the urge to gently tuck it back behind his ear or when he smiles and Nines has to stop himself from tracing over the shifting lines on his face and map them out with his fingertips.

-

A stake-out later, where Gavin falls asleep leaning on his shoulder, and him not reacting when Nines accidentally brushes against his back while reading over his shoulder plus a myriad of unintentional nudges of their fingers throws his theory right out the window.

Nines is hesitant to ask about it. More so when Gavin slowly inches closer to him, like a feral cat hesitantly offering its trust. Flinching when they touch but then relaxing into it, trying to prolong the contact, while Nines does the android equivalent of blue-screening from the sheer number of contradictory directives his system throws at him. Humans in general confuse him but Gavin is in a league all of his own.

When he does work up the courage he waits until Gavin is out on his lunch break. A sort of middle ground ‒ not encroaching on Gavin’s personal space by asking him when they’re at his apartment while also not risking their professional relationship at work.

That’s what he [hopes] at least.

Gavin’s fingers clench around the mug he’s holding and there’s an uptick in how frequent and drastic the changes in his appearance become. Everything from his eyes and hair to his skin saps of colour into a scale of black and white with hues of grey mixed in. There’s an apology resting at the tip of Nines’ tongue, words to deflect from the current change in mood, when Gavin heaves a full-body sigh and slumps further into his coffee.

“It’s not that I dislike it,” Gavin mutters, glancing up at Nines through his bangs before quickly looking away again. He worries his lip with his teeth, the skin shifting from chapped to smooth and back again. “More the opposite really,” he continues with a self-deprecating laugh. “But I’ve been burned one too many times and now I can’t relax into it unless I trust the person and know that they don’t have any ulterior motives. And that’s a depressingly short list, like… able-to-count-it-on-one-hand kind of short.”

A flare of pride flows through Nines’ artificial veins upon hearing that. It’s difficult to move his stiff facial muscles so he does his best to smile with his eyes instead, LED circling a serene blue; several shades brighter than what is customary for him. “In that case, I am… glad that you trust me enough to be vulnerable around me. That takes a lot of courage.”

Colour slowly returns to Gavin at that, first his cheeks before moving steadily over the rest of his features, while he grumbles something under his breath too low to hear. Nines merely knocks their shoulders together and stays there for the rest of Gavin’s meal, watching the silver light pulse in tune with Gavin’s heartbeat.

[Gavin Reed_friend^]

-

Three and a half months, all of which Nines spends pining silently in fear of disrupting the friendship growing between them and afraid to tarnish the trust placed in him.  

It’s early spring when Gavin asks him out through a great deal of stuttering. The season symbolises new beginnings which is fitting in Nines’ opinion. Accepting his proposal is one of the easiest decisions in Nines’ life thus far and he watches, internally gleeful, as the relationship indicator morphs to [Gavin Reed_lover^^^].

They spend more time together, Gavin dragging him along to see the sights and experience all that Detroit has to offer while Nines grips onto his hand like a lifeline. Laughter and kisses, the occasional argument, happiness and strife, everything that comes with cultivating a relationship pales in comparison to seeing Gavin this relaxed, this at ease. It tugs on Nines’ heartstrings in the best of ways. It’s a good day for them, with Gavin accepting his gentle touches free of restraint, and Nines’ lips have been stuck in that non-smile Gavin loves for hours now. His lover’s head is resting in his lap, cats cuddled up close to them, and Gavin’s eyes are closed while he enjoys Nines’ fingers carding through his hair and the low tone of his voice reading Tolkien out loud.

The shimmer around Gavin’s form dissipates like fog in daylight, bit by bit until not a trace of it is left to be seen. Nines reads a few more pages as he takes Gavin in, what he truly looks, with his plump lips and scars and tousled brown hair. He trails off and all is quiet for a second. “Would you look at me?” Nines asks, afraid to disturb the tranquillity lingering in the air before he can look his fill. And yet... the need to have Gavin’s eyes on him, to see the colour and emotion in them, is too prevalent to ignore.

When Gavin blinks them open to reveal a mix of grey and green, colours that complement each other perfectly, Nines can’t stop staring.

“What?” Gavin laughs, light and relaxed. A crooked grin twists his lips and Nines burns the image away in his memory to keep safe.  

“You’re beautiful,” Nines says. There’s a hint of awe in his tone and Gavin’s cheeks flush a delicate pink at the words. Nines saves that too alongside a plethora of other pictures taken in the short minute having passed between them.

Gavin raises an eyebrow and glances over to catch his reflection in the dark screen of the television. “It’s not the prettiest face I’ve worn.”

“I disagree.”

“Why? You got a thing for brunets?”

“I have a thing for you,” Nines replies earnestly.

The silver mist reappears and Gavin ducks his head down at the same time to hide his smile. Nines can’t find it in himself to mind ‒ not when Gavin’s hair bleeds into a dusty pink to match his cheeks. “Shut up,” he whines, whacking Nines’ thigh lightly with his hand.

Not knowing how to tell his partner about the accidental secret he’d kept, Nines moves the palm of his hand up to show Gavin, well… him, seen through his eyes. The hazy glow surrounding him, shifting with every breath, every movement, and how it pulses, bright to less so, with every change in his features. Gavin reaches up with a finger to stroke over the lowest part of Nines’ palm and the touch sends a pleasant shiver down Nines’ spine; the way it always does when Gavin initiates contact. “This-” Gavin hesitates, swallows, and begins anew. “This is how you see me?”

“Yes,” Nines whispers, urging Gavin to see beyond his placid expression and notice the emotions brewing beneath the surface. “Before... that was the first time I’ve seen you completely void of using your abilities.”

A moment of silence.

“Can I see?” Gavin asks, taking a long moment to look over the livestream, and when he speaks next Nines’ chest aches upon hearing Gavin’s voice shaking. “I didn’t know- I’ve never…”

Nines waits but Gavin doesn’t elaborate. There’s no need for it, not really, he can hear the unspoken words clearly in the silence left behind and Nines gladly exchanges the live feed for a still picture. There are no protocols for this, no words Nines can say, so he settles for cuddling Gavin closer, bestowing kisses on his warm skin, until Gavin’s tense frame relaxes again. He turns away from the display on Nines’ hand and the android allows it to dissipate in order to put it to better use.

Gavin goes pliant after another dozen kisses, features shifting again, and Nines picks the book up again to continue reading ‒ gaze switching between the pages and the man he’s lucky enough to call his partner.

[yibo-wang]

AAMNA NOOOOOOOO DON'T TELL ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE NOOOOOOOO akksks i did get some sleep, like four hours or so? the song is !!!! i listened to it oj repeat before i took the nap. ajskks also in my culture it's considered rude and that it brings bad luck if you tell someone an early happy birthday, even a few hours before the day is a taboo time to wish that person happy birthday. late happy birthdays are okay but early ones? good god, the amount of things that could happen to you bcs of bad luck etc 😔😔 - ant anon (also maybe i accidentally fell asleep at 4am and woke up at 7am and went to sleep an hour later bcs i was tried 🥺)

also btw regarding your answer to my ask about the gotsedit tag etc. i would like a horse too 😔😔 i learned riding when i was like three years old and over the years never really was able to give it up for more than a year, even then i missed it a lot. my sister is the better ride from us but i don't mind, i used to do a lot of sports when i was a kid, like fencing, crossbow shooting, swimming etc. but horse riding was always a big part of my childhood. we've got friends that we visit almost every summer, they live around five hours away from us with normal traffic, three hours if you want to drive at 5am. they've got a farm full of horses, my sister is going to work there temporarily from next year on but she worked there every summer a few weeks since she was fourteen years old. and idk we've always wanted a horse of our own but our extended family really sucks, we have to pay for a lot of things for our grandparents etc. (like my grandpa's funeral) and we also try to help out our cousins as best as we can. so we didn't want to risk getting a horse into an unstable financial situation (okay it's not that unstable but you never know tbh, also our father didn't trust us that we were responsible enough and the usual stuff, so we didn't get one. (okay MAYBE i wanted a dog more than a horse what about it)). now i'm gonna go and cry my eyes out over my fav f/f ship - ant anon

Omg I didnt know that I'm sorry I'm sorry, I hope you dont have any bad luck, I wish you all the good luck💛 (birthday wishes for later)

also I'm glad you got that extra sleep, cause I'm kinda worried about your sleep schedule.

Oh wow those are some very interesting sports! Especially fencing and crossbow! I really like horse riding but I've only done it when someone else is holding the reins too cause I dont trust myself enough with it fjfk. Sorry to hear about your family, extended family can be very sucky sometimes, Ik the feeling. Hope things get better! And hopefully you get to have a horse some day!

[antoxsmith]

I'm soft that you decided to tag me 🥺 idk if this amount of self shipping is healthy for me but i'm still gonna do it sfvdfkn. Also I loved reading yours Mia, im melting for him saying 'I love you' first 😭

So, here's mine! :D

Your anime self-ship person: daddy Erwin Smith ♡

Your ship name: EruAnto (@lemonpika thank you for this I'll always use it)

What do you call each other: He normally calls me Anto [knows I hate my full name] cause he doesn't like being too public, but if we're in private he'll call me princess and darling. I call him Amor mío (my love) and babe. I only use Erwin when in public or when I'm angry.

Who confessed first: I did. Accidentally, ofc; cause I'm introverted as fuck. I was desperate not to let him die, stubborn enough to disobey his orders; so he asked why the fuck and I blurted out that I loved him. He didn't say anything until a few days later, cause he's slow with feelings; and I was ready to disappear out of embarrassment

Who kissed who: He kissed me after he confessed the feelings were mutual. He leaned down, and I guess he intended it to be very short- but I didn't let him. I got on my tip toes and held his neck owo

How long you have been together: A year!

Are you affectionate: I am more than he is, but he likes subtle ways of affection: holding my waist as we walk, keeping an eye on me on expeditions. As for me, I'm a bit bolder and like to kiss his cheek or hold his hand. He used to get all red and bothered by it before, but now he's used to it.

Living together/married: Not yet; but I do sleep in his bed most nights. I still have my own room at HQ anyways.

Kids: Someday! He knows I want at least four :D

What your friend group looks like: I tend to spend more time with Hange, they being the one I first told about my liking for Erwin; and since Levi and I have quite a similar personality, I consider him someone I really trust but with whom I have a 'little sister-big brother' relationship. When out with Erwin, we are normally with them. But nevertheless, I'm closer to Armin and Jean :)

How you each get along with your friends: We both respect each other's friends, but he normally doesn't like to be too 'friend-like' with cadets like Armin and Jean. I like it that way. As for me, I get along with them all, but I'm a little intimidated by Miche. Also I hate running onto Nile.

Night in or night out: Night in. While he normally is stressed and likes to be just with me; I'm very anxious about public spaces. With different reasons; we both prefer to stay in with each other. Since he's very busy, I normally bring him something to eat and stay at his office, filling up paperwork. But! when he does have time to relax a bit, we like to watch the stars from the rooftop or drink some wine while talking about theories, new findings and pretty much nerdy stuff cause that's how we are 😃 Also he loves when I teach him some words in spanish or french

Your favorite date day/night: He appeared in my room at like- 2am. Told me to change, and I almost flipped him off (I love sleeping), but bcs of him, I was ready in two minutes. He had his ODM gear, which confused me. But then- I was in his arms as he took me up to the walls' top; and being taken there instead of using my own ODM gear... felt like flying, too many butterflies in my stomach. We spent hours there; talking, making out, laughing and eating chocolates he brought [he knows I love chocolate]. I thought I couldn't have been happier; but then my man surprised me with a golden necklace with an 'E' right in the middle. I cried like a bitch and he panicked at first, but then I told him I would never leave his side and he almost cried too :)

Tagging: Whoever wants to do it! and @lemonpika @killerbananas @sinnerofthewalls hehehehehehehe

Self Ship tag game!! Hope you guys wanna do this :) Also I want to do this haha

Your anime self ship person: Levi

Your ship name: Leviza (lmao just came up with that)

What do you call each other: Levi likes my name best, love if he's feeling cuddly, angel when he's reminding me how much I mean to him, brat if I'm annoying him. I use his name out in public, call him sweetheart when by ourselves, captain to mess with him, handsome if he's feeling down on himself.

Who confessed first: Levi did, totally by accident. It started with a simple "I like you" one day when we were hanging out together, and with stuttering and blushing cheeks he tried to revise it when he thought maybe I didn't feel the same. Turned into "I think you're beautiful. What I mean is...!" So I helped him out and told him his blush is the cutest thing I've ever seen, and he stood there stunned going "what's that mean?" **rolls eyes** "I like you too, Cap!" Have to spell it out for him!

Who kissed who: I did. Took a couple weeks. We were literally talking about it and he said he's never really been sure when physical affection is okay, and said I'd have to help him, when it was okay with me, of course. So I showed him that it was more than okay. He liked that.

How long you have been together: 3 years now. Friends first for a time before, got to know each other and 'dated' for a couple months before he brought up making it official. He's always nervous about doing things too early. Sometimes it drives me mad but I want him to be okay initiating things.

Are you affectionate: Hand holding in public is usually it. By ourselves this man is the biggest cuddle bug, don't let him fool you. Literally will whine if I get up to be productive, and then dare turn me down if I seek him out when he's busy. But he really likes kisses, so guess who always wins :) Lazy mornings in bed and couch cuddles are our favs.

Living together/married: Living together almost a year. Thrown out ideas of marriage, like what we would want or where we'd honeymoon. It's fun to talk about. Sometimes if I stay up late with him he'll actually sneak in a random question like "what kind of flowers would you like?" He might be saving my answers. Starting to wonder if he should plan a proposal or just up and ask :)

Kids: Right now we are cat parents. Aren't opposed to kids. Adoption is something we both think about, but can't figure out how to bring up to each other yet. But it's close to both of our hearts considering how Levi grew up.

What your friend group looks like: Levi introduced me to Miche, Hange and Erwin. Jean, Connie and Sasha are my main crew, even if they knew Levi first.

How you each get along with your friends: I get along with his friends great, and they are now my friends. We all have game nights together and Levi rolls his eyes when we come up with stupid answers and laugh sometimes, but we catch him smiling too. I call Hange just to talk sometimes. Levi...tolerates my friends. He doesn't mind Jean by himself since he can act mature, but add Connie and Sasha to the mix and he's out. At least, tries to be! But if one of us is feeling down we're usually at our house for late night snacks and movies. Levi can't avoid it.

Night in or night out: We like staying in way more. Either ordering takeout or helping each other in the kitchen. A quiet evening in, in comfy clothes please.

Your favorite date day/night: My cheesy answer is anytime we're together is my favorite, even just grocery shopping :D Though once in a while we dress up fancy and take in a theater show. Turns out we really like musicals! Who knew?? Also, mystery dinners! You know, where you have to find out who killed who while you eat and the actors put on a show around you. There's not much interaction involved on our part, so Levi doesn't mind, and he's really good at solving the clues and guessing correctly!

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You all probably already know my answers lmao

Friendship questions inspired by this haha

Here's a copy and paste version

Your anime self ship person:

Your ship name:

What do you call each other:

Who confessed first:

How long you have been together:

Are you affectionate:

Living together/married:

Kids:

What your friend group looks like:

How you each get along with your friends:

Night in or night out:

Your favorite date day/night:

There's so many questions to ask! We can do another round if you want another time :) 10 to 12 questions good? Weekly maybe?

Tagging: @jayteacups @hauntedhousecat @ack3rlady @nelapanela94 @levisbrat25 @holy-guacamoly @levi-supreme @little-spoiled-brat @sckerman @hashaneeee @starryenigma @charlotteplsdosth @levis-hazelnut @lucysarah-c @local-ackerman-whore @wetforlevi

You are under no obligation to participate. But if you do I'm tagging you in the next one haha Even if I didn't tag you, go for it! Just picking ones I thought might want to do it :)