#also literally this is so sweet and i really really appreciate it! posting and sharing my stuff is always a fucking Battle

[gu6chan]

99% just my autism speaking here but something ive been noticing lately that im sorta kinda 😶 about is when ppl are like "I think you'll like this" but not bc they ACTUALLY think you'll like it, rather they just got into it and want you to also get into it so "I think you'll like this" is a nice personal hook. i love chill stuff as much as any other person ofc but given i don't divulge that EVER, what makes you think my berserk reading, made in abyss watching, drakengard playing ass would like YURU CAMP????

[sukugo]

i too wish i could search your blog i remember you posted some makeshift titles (?) for a few wips you were working on and wish i could find it 🥺 you have such hot ideas

ahhhh thank you!!!!! 🥺🥺💖💞 and yesss, u can find that post here! (also i may have added links to the desc of each wip 🥰 just for u) i also did do another wip game here if u were looking for that one (tho that one's mostly art)

but yeah the lack of searchability does SUCK :(, THO!!! ur ask gave me such a good idea, which is to make a navigation pinned post which will literally make my life (and also urs and of anyone who wants to go through my blog) so MUCH easier. can't believe i didnt think of that before ahkfhdkdh.

i'll probs be making that tomorrow or one of these days🥰

[so-much-for-the-seashells]

Mornings with BF!Dean Winchester Headcanons

✨ Dean Winchester x GN!Reader ✨

*sighs in still doesn’t know what “skibidi” means* Minors do ¡NOT! interact with this post. Thanks.

A/N: hope these are still fun to read! Icons are by me! All interaction-especially commentary- are super appreciated!! Enjoy!

Content Warnings: it gets a little steamy in here- very much 18+, one use of French (yes that’s warning), Dean being Dean

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-so first off, dean like pretty much doesn’t sleep

-like he’ll get six hours and feel like he overslept

-so he’ll either fall asleep with you and wake up far to early, or stay up so he can wake up at a normal time

-although sometimes his sleep deprivation catches up with him and he’ll sleep for like 10 hours and he’ll let you baby him and just be a sleepy little (big) guy for a couple days

-but thats a little rarer. He doesn’t mind laying around though, he’d watch paint dry so long as it was next to you

-now, boo bear gets morning wood. A lot. He’ll never wake you up over it- he wants you to get the sleep you need- but it’s a very common occurrence.

-even if you are awake at similar times, he never expects you to take care of it and is usually already half to the bathroom

-but that simply won’t do, and you’ll grab his arm and tell him you wanna take care of it, and who is he to say no??

-and so he’ll gently tease the blankets off of you and climb over you, those huge arms on either side of your head

-if you’re wearing clothes he’ll be kissing sweetly everywhere he exposes new skin

-and then he’ll just gently thrust into you, far enough that you’re full and then a little bit more, teasing your sweetest spot

-usually sex with him is rough (but good, too good), but instead of vying for or denying orgasms, in the mornings he just slowly coaxes one out of you

-he likes to see you babble, taking you apart until you’re a gooey precious mess

-his low voice morphs into a molasses-sweet drawl, praise dripping from those plush pink lips. He’ll kiss you everywhere, smiling down at you and wondering how and why he got so lucky

-and eventually he’ll get a release out of you and one for him, making his second favorite type of pie

-and he’ll roll over, snuggling you close, kissing you on the forehead

-and it’s all just so soft

-eventually you’ll both get up and shower, and sometimes he’ll coax a second (and maybe third) petit mort out of you :)

-he’s super clingy in the mornings so if it’s a slow morning where you two can share a shower he’s going to insist on washing your hair and massaging your tenseness away, and you’ll do the same because how could you not take opportunity to touch those freckled shoulders???

-you really only get out once the water gets cold or if Sam starts banging on the door

-the mornings where you also get time for breakfast are a real treat, cause in addition to being a sex god Dean is a god in the kitchen

-he’ll make you literally whatever you want, and his breakfast specialty is cinnamon rolls. Not the kind from the can (though those are still perfect) but literally from scratch, icing and all

-if you cook with him, he’s all over you. Pressed up against your ass as you chop whatever needs chopped, holding you close and pressing playful kisses everywhere. He’ll guide your hands sometimes, just so he can hold them. He loves to dance with you in the kitchen as well.

-he takes so much pride in your validation of his cooking so always tell him that he did a good job

-I mean seriously. Every “that’s so yummy!!” gets you the biggest, most radiant, sweetest smile from him.

-we’re talking eyes sparkling like a Disney princess

-he’s a bit of a slut for praise (in many aspects of his life, he can’t help it, the little sweet pea)

-and uh, if your expressions of enjoyment come across in any sexual way (ie moaning because of how good it is) there’s a good chance that he’ll takeopportunity to eat you out. Keep that in mind.

-but usually mornings that can be at home are just soft, snuggly, comfortable occurrences

-and then after you eat you’ll sit and snuggle on the couch with one of his many blankets, watch a show or something because for once you don’t have any where to be

-he’ll either hold you close or just straight up put you on his lap, not wanting to waste a second

-and on those mornings, neither of you would have it any other way

That’s it for now! Feel free to use my ask box if you have ideas for headcanons or one shots!

Xx

[aemondsbabe]

Wind's Howling

summary: sharing a bed & accidental stimulation || you're nursing osferth's injury as the two of you spend a cold night together in an inn, but you feel called to help him in another way as well

pairing: osferth x f!reader

warnings: mature/explicit, 18+ (minors dni!), no use of y/n, afab reader, mentions of injury but nothing graphic, dry humping kind of, kissing, breast/nipple play, piv sex, unprotected sex it’s like literally the 800’s sue me, cuddling, osferth whimpering how precious, let me know if i missed anything!

word count: 1.8k

a/n: happy day five of 12 days of smuff!! this one can be read as a continuation of love is patient and kind or as a stand alone! enjoy! also yes, the title is a witcher pun

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You can hear Osferth let out a soft sigh behind you as you shift yet again in another futile attempt to get comfortable on the thin, lumpy mattress. You sigh too, as you finally settle, only to let out a quiet groan when you realize this position is really no better than the last twenty you tried. 

“Sorry,” you spare a glance over your shoulder as you speak, wincing as another harsh gust of wind blows a cold draft through the room, “I can’t get comfortable enough on this damn thing to sleep.” You say with a defeated sigh. 

“You need not apologize,” the monk murmurs behind you, “Between my shoulder and this cold, sleep eludes me as well.” 

As if on cue, another stinging draft billows through the room, eerily whistling through any cracks it can find. The two of you sigh, defeated — leave it to Uhtred to pick the worst possible inn to stop at, though he had insisted upon it, saying Osferth needed a few days in safety to rest his shoulder and the rest of you needed the opportunity to gather supplies anyway. 

Truthfully, a break was probably a good idea. Ever since the ambush a few days ago, the spirits of your group had been in short supply and members were beginning to bicker and fight amongst themselves. Your poor monk had taken it upon himself to be the peacekeeper, which had only served to cause you more stress as you kept trying to compel him to stay in bed and rest his shoulder. 

You can’t help but squeeze your eyes shut at the thought of his injury, the memory of him being harshly tugged off his horse in the chaos of the ambush still makes you uneasy; your heart twists in your chest as you think through your list of “what ifs” yet again. 

Almost as if he can sense your thoughts, Osferth bumps the back of your leg with his knee. “Please do not worry yourself, my lady,” he says, a heaviness to his tired voice, “I am fine, we are safe.” 

“How did you know I was thinking about it?” 

“You tense up every time you do.” 

You sigh again before finally turning over to face him, your tired eyes meeting his in the dark room, the only light in the room coming from the full moon outside. 

“Hi,” you murmur after a moment. 

“Hi,” he whispers, the corner of his lips quirking up into a soft smirk. 

“How’s your shoulder?” You ask, shrugging one arm out from underneath the thick wool blanket the two of you share to gingerly run your fingers over his arm, taking extra care in the spots you know are still bruised and sore, “Is it feeling any better?” 

“I think so,” he mutters, flexing it a little, “It aches to move it too much but as long as I am still, it causes me no pain.” 

You nod thoughtfully, silently thanking whatever God there may be that he had escaped relatively unharmed. 

After another moment of silence, you wiggle again on the mattress before letting out a quiet, rueful laugh. “I give up,” you groan, “This mattress is useless.” 

Osferth sighs next to you and shuffles closer, reaching out as far as he can without extending his shoulder to skim his long fingers over your arm as an act of comfort, “I’m sorry, my sweet lady.” 

“I should be the one apologizing,” you murmur, “Without my tossing and turning, perhaps you could find sleep.” 

He breathes a quiet laugh through his nose, “You are not what is keeping me awake,” he says with a sigh, “Between this cold and my shoulder, your restlessness is a blessing.” 

The wind howls outside once more and you see Osferth shiver as another draft of bitter air blows through the room. With a sigh, you shuffle closer to him, practically molding the front of your body to the front of his as your legs slot together under the woolen blanket; your eyes flutter closed as you savor the warmth of having him pressed against you, though the action causes your thin linen shift to ride up nearly to the tops of your thighs as one of his long legs presses between yours. 

After a moment, you find yourself squirming for a much different reason, the discomfort of the mattress quickly slipping from the forefront of your mind as your center begins to throb, making you keenly aware of the way the monk’s warm thigh presses against your bare heat, the thin fabric of his breeches the only thing separating the two of you. 

You stay quiet, opting not to disturb him further as you know sleep is important to the healing process. However, it seems his mind is wandering too because after a moment, your eyes shoot open when you feel his hard length pressing against your hip, only to find him already looking at you. 

“Osferth —,”

“I’m sorry, my lady,” he murmurs softly, a blush visible on his cheeks even in the dim lighting, “I—,” he starts, though you cut him off with a soft kiss, sighing as his lips press against yours, his warm breath fanning across your face. 

“You needn’t apologize,” you whisper, pressing soft kisses to his cheeks, “In fact, I can think of something that may help us both sleep…” You tease, just barely rutting your hips against his. 

His eyes slip closed at the feeling, a soft, whimpered sigh escaping his lips before he shakes his head. “You’ve already done so much for me, my lady,” Osferth murmurs, his blue eyes meeting yours once more. 

“So let me do this last thing,” you smile, pressing one more sweet kiss against his lips, “Please?” 

Your monk can’t help but smile at your eagerness and nods, making you smile brightly in the darkness of the small room. Gently, you untangle yourself from him before guiding him onto his back, taking care to ensure that he moves his shoulder as little as possible. Finally, you climb atop him, straddling his hips, both of you groaning at the way your wet, warm center presses against his length through his cotton breeches. You’re careful to keep the blankets wrapped over your shoulders as you maneuver on top of him, lifting your hips just enough to free his length. 

You shiver when you feel him press against you, already throbbing in your grasp as you run the head of his cock through your folds, gasping as it bumps against your already aching bud. 

“Please, my lady,” Osferth groans beneath you, his chest already heaving, “You… you feel too good, please.” 

You can’t help but obey him, smirking at his pleas as you position his length at your entrance. “Shhh, sweet monk,” you soothe, moaning as the head of his cock slips inside you, “Let me make you feel good.” 

Osferth whimpers beneath you as you sink down onto his length with a pleased sigh, your walls already squeezing against him. You gasp softly when he presses fully inside you, your hips resting against his as his length fills you completely, leaving no part of you untouched. You wiggle your hips on top of him, grinding your pearl against him with a soft whimper. 

You slowly start moving atop him, though you quickly pick up the pace as one of his hands grips harshly at your waist, the other remains draped across his chest at your insistence, determined to keep his shoulder safe. You bite your lower lip, intending to stay quiet as you know the walls of the old inn must be quite thin, however that gets harder and harder to do as the tip of Osferth’s cock brushes against that sensitive spot within you every time you sink back down onto him. 

“You feel so good,” the monk gasps as he stares up at you, marveling at how you move against him, at the beautiful blush spreading across your cheeks, at the way your breasts bounce beneath the nearly sheer fabric of your simple shift dress, “So beautiful, my sweet lady.” He sighs, his cock twitching against your walls. 

“Osferth,” you whisper through a harsh gasp, “I love you, my precious monk.” You smile when he groans beneath you, his cock throbbing as you continue moving against him. 

“I — Christ,” he gasps, the hand on your hip pushing itself under your shift dress, “I love you too, sweet girl.” He groans, perhaps a bit too loud, as he cups your breast, kneading your soft skin in his palm. 

You gasp loudly at the added sensation, the heat in your belly threatening to boil over. Blessedly, Osferth seems just as done in as you, his hips squirming beneath yours as he tries to stay still. 

“My lady,” he gasps, blue eyes staring up at you more urgently than before, “My lady, I — !” He cuts himself off with a loud moan when you lean forward to press your bud more firmly against him, which only serves to press his length somehow deeper within you as his fingers toy wildly with your nipple. 

“I know,” you nod your head with a gasp, struggling to keep your eyes open, “I know, my sweet monk. It’s okay, please” you moan, your walls clenching hotly around him as your high finally spills over you, igniting every nerve ending with a blinding pleasure, “God, fuck!” You can’t help but squeal, bracing your hands on either side of the monk’s head as you tumble forward, unable to hold yourself up. 

Osferth whispers your name over and over, as if in prayer, before he finally groans loudly, cock twitching wildly within you as he cums, painting your walls with his thick spend. He moans happily as you sink further down against him, mouthing at your nipples through the fabric of your dress. 

After a moment, your high subsides and you open your eyes once more, giggling softly as you lean down to press a sweet kiss to his lips. With a sigh, you lift yourself off of him before dropping to the bed with a tired groan. You slot yourself against his side and pull the blanket back up from where it had slipped off, one of your legs draped across the monk’s hips. 

Just as you’re about to open your mouth again to ask about his shoulder, a fist pounds on the wall above your heads from the next room, making the two of you gasp. 

“Oi!” Sihtric calls, his gruff voice muffled, “If you don’t stop fucking like rabbits I’ll come in there and strangle the damn monk myself!” 

“Oops,” you whisper to Osferth through a giggle, nuzzling your head against his neck. 

“I would face the wrath of ten vikings to bed you, my lady,” the monk whispers softly before pressing a kiss against the top of your head.

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[chilschuck]

RISES THE MOON.

꒰ warnings: ꒱ none! fluffy pining, haha. <333 gn!half-foot!reader.

꒰ wc: ꒱ 1k

✦ oh my goodness guys. i literally cranked this out in less than an hour so it could be so bad but… i’ve been listening to rises the moon by liana flores and daydreaming about a certain half-foot. i hope this turned out okay (i’m so rusty for not writing in so long AGHH) and that you enjoy it as my first lil back in action post!! also reopening requests soon as well! <333 LOVE U GUYS SM (;;;w;;;)

Your favorite season was always autumn. The change in the leaves, bright in their shift of reds and yellows, gave you a warmth you couldn’t hide from even in the brisk weather. Although the fireflies had long gone from touching the night skies, there was a relaxing atmosphere to seeing just the moon in the sky.

You made a habit of counting the stars when you could. Their glow enamoring you, as though maybe you weren’t truly at home upon this land. Completely lost in thought, you almost disregarded the sound of grass crunching beside you.

“So this is where you go off to.”

His voice wasn’t reprimanding, remaining soft on the edges yet still holding a little curiosity. Your gaze shifted from the spray of light in the night sky to the half-foot next to you.

A slight smile spread on your features upon his presence, something you were never able to fully hide from Chilchuck. As hard as he tried to bite back his own, it still mirrored the one you gave him.

“Did I worry you?” Your tone was genuine, as if you were afraid you had upset him with your disappearance. This had become a common occurrence lately, especially with the change in season. Not that Chilchuck blamed you, the night sky around this time was always a sight to see. He quickly shook the thought from his mind that you were an even better one.

“Nah, but I guess you did make me wonder where you always go around this time. I see why you’d find this nice.” Chilchuck stepped closer to where you made yourself comfortable, pulling his eyes away from your own to stare at the moon.

The milky light caused the gray strands in his hair to almost glow in a way, something that always made your chest warm.

“Come sit, then?” And who was he to refuse that sweet chime of your voice, pulling him in as much he wished he could deny it? As much as he wished he could forget just how much you had worked your way into his heart over your time together. Yet, like a moth to a flame, he situated himself beside you.

For a brief while, there was nothing but a comfortable silence between the two of you. Eventually, you sent a ripple through it.

“Work treating you well?” It was something to cause him to speak to you again, an attempt to hear his voice in the calm of the night around you. Fortunately, it worked.

“You could say that,” he sighed, hand reaching to scratch the back of his head for a moment in thought. Chilchuck’s work within the half-foot guild he had started was always something you enjoyed hearing about. Being a part of it yourself, you couldn’t help but look up to him in that regard. “What about you? Shop doing well?”

The last few weeks you had found yourself busy with a bustling shop you had opened, something you’ve always wanted. Chilchuck had offered pieces of advice you appreciated more than you could explain, only furthering your fondness for him.

“It’s been busy, but… good, really.” You replied, trying to keep yourself from sounding too exhausted. Honestly, you’ve been slinking off during the evening just to recuperate like this, but you couldn’t find yourself disappointed that he had found out.

The moon seemed to rise even further into the sky, once again catching your attention away from the half-foot beside you. If you let yourself, you could gaze at him the entire night.

The sentiment was shared in the quiet between you, Chilchuck trying to keep his eyes from your profile. There was something about the peaceful lilt of the corners of your lips and the way you looked so at home like this. That pull he tried so hard to fight against was back, and was only made worse when you turned to catch his gaze.

There were so many things hanging in the air, questions and words unsaid between you both. Once again, you made an effort to break the silence.

“Something wrong?”

Yes, Chilchuck wanted to say. Yes, I’m falling in love with you and you keep making it so damn difficult to pull away.

Do you even know what you’re doing at this point? Are you aware that you look so stupidly attractive in this lighting and it makes him long for something between you two he doesn’t deserve?

Opening his mouth to speak, all that he could muster was a simple, “Nothing.”

The growing tension was going to suffocate him at this point, and it wasn’t going to spare you either. Yet, instead of trying to say something to quell the silence between you for a third time, you leaned in to him instead.

The kiss was soft, chaste and quick but still managed to rattle his chest. Pulling away, you didn’t get far before he smashed his lips back onto yours, chasing after that moment a little longer. Instead of berating himself for giving away the affection he’s held in so long for you, he let out a deep sigh as if he could finally breathe again.

Finally pulling away, you rested your head on his shoulder, basking in that gentle warmth buzzing in your cheeks. You knew he wasn’t great at expressing how he felt, but for once, you didn’t doubt that there was something between you. Instead, you laughed, a breathy one, tickling the crook of his neck.

Chilchuck tried to ignore the flutter of his heart at that, instead placing his lips on the crown of your head and grumbling out playfully in reply. “What’s so funny? I know I’m rusty, but you don’t have to laugh.”

Threading your fingers with his own, you hummed. “I just think that it’s funny that it took me this long to work up the guts to kiss you.”

Cracking a smile, he felt a sense of relief that he wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

— dividers by @/cafekitsune!! <33

[yushi-ni]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ MAEDA RIKU 🐿️🌙 distracted kisses

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ masterlist 🧚🏼‍♀️✨🩵

maeda riku - (heated) make out sessions with bf riku. no full on swexc time but definitely some steamy smooches!! mentions of; uhh handsy riku, hair pulling, reader having smooth hip movements and marking? 18+ (?) free to read for everyone, but just to make clear it contains some mature content. so you have been warned hihi ᯓᡣ𐭩 hiii loves 💌 here is the riku version!!! i miss our cute, bubbly riku and i genuinely hope he is doing well. ☹️ so for all my riku lovers out there, this one is LONG i decided to not just jump straight into the 'making out' part but also include some cute - sweet shared types of kisses with bf riku as well. ✨✨💚 but umm yes, i did not proofread the actual 'scenario' part so i hope it all came together well enough!!! as always, feedback or any other interaction with my work is always appreciated!!! thank you to everyone who showed love for my sion post 🥹!!! i am so glad you liked it, yushi one coming soon too. sending hugs to all my riku moots!!!! HOPE YOU ENJOY!!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

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riku's type of kisses ᯓᡣ𐭩

ᡣ𐭩 riku is all for the soft, lingering, meaningful kisses. his heart is as big as his pretty doe eyes are and growing up with sisters and a loving mom in his life, he learned how to treat and care for people (especially women) with respect and kindness. most of the time, making out with riku is just pure and sweet love. no rushing or sloppy - gasping for air kind of things. he takes his time with you. he just wants you to feel loved and cared for. his lips are always soft and warm as they move in a perfect motion with yours. smiles into the kiss as his whole body just vibrates with a rush of love and affection for you. (unlike sion) riku doesn't mind kissing without his tongue down your throat at all times. he enjoys the romantic and intimate feeling of your lips on his without fighting each other in your mouth.

ᡣ𐭩 huge on; hello, goodmorning, goodnight, thank you, goodbye, coming back from the kitchen as he just went to get a glass of water but he was away from you for 1 minute etc etc etc kind of kisses. basically always finds a reason to put his lips on yours (or your cheeks or forehead) whenever he is with you. there is nothing he loves more than waking up next to you and giving you a goodmorning kiss. cannot start his day without it and would literally risk being late if that means he can get his little kiss. at days he needs to be up early for schedules, he just gives you a quick peck as he doesn't want you to be deprived of your extra sleeping time. definitely the type to steal a lot of small kisses here and there even if you don't notice it. like him silently getting ready as he is rushing to get out of the door on time. but not before he gives you a kiss on your forehead, as he brushes your hair out of your face, looking down at you sound asleep, smiling to himself while he thinks to himself how lucky he is to have you. loves stealing kisses as it feels like his own little way to say 'ily'.

ᡣ𐭩 definitely not afraid to kiss you in more public settings . not one to hold back just because his friends are around. won't put on a whole show for others to see, also to respect the people who are with you, but he just simply can't keep his hands (read; lips) off of you. his hands always finding their way to your hips as he holds you close. fingers resting right above your waistband as he draws small circles on your skin. when it's just the two of you, he can get very handsy when he gets really into it. feeling up and down your figure, he is almost desperate to feel every inch of your body. softly moans into the kiss, brain foggy as his eyes are closed shut, taking in the sweet taste of your lips.

ᡣ𐭩 loves when you put your hands in his hair. playing with the soft strands of hair as you push the back of his head to deepen the kiss. doesn't just make out to take it to the bed room afterwards, can go from having a normal conversation about his day - to small kisses leading to a long lips locked kiss - back to soft spoken riku telling you about some date ideas he has for the two of you on his next day off.

make outs with bf riku ᯓᡣ𐭩

ᡣ𐭩 at the moments he does yearn for more; your usual cute bf makes way for a more dominant - quick paced riku. definitely more of a boobs guy than ass. (also appreciates the wonders of your behind but he just loves holding your boobs when you make out) it's easy to tell when he needs to release his stress and build up tension. trying to clear his mind and get his frustration out, he gets a lot rougher than usual. he won't ever push it too far, just desperate for a release of his stressful day. hands slipping under your shirt as he gets a hold on your boobs. knows your weak spots like a blind person and absolutely loves the sounds leaving your mouth whenever you both get more worked up.

ᡣ𐭩 literally can't have you close enough. picks you up from whatever position or place you are at to carry you to the bedroom. not because he is so desperate to get into your pants but even when lust takes over him; he still longs for a more romantic setting and he also simply loves the comfort of making out in your bed. leaning against the headboard, he cannot hide the tingling sensation rushing through his whole body as you straddle his lap.

ᡣ𐭩 not one to get too 'aggresive' but the way your breath hitches when he pulls your hair in the act has his eyes rolling to the back of his head. riku is definitely a vocal player, not afraid to let the sounds of his moaning leave his mouth as he gets completely hooked up in the moment. the type to whisper 'ily' against your lips, he just can't help himself. he gets so immersed in the way he is just drunk on your lips, the whole world around him just doesn't exist anymore. head spinning as his hunger for you just grows with the second. you can tell by the way his hands start to get more busy on your body he is eager for more.

ᡣ𐭩 will leave hickeys all over your body, especially loves marking you up in spots only he can see. bites your lip as he pulls away from you just a tiny bit, biggest smirk on his face as he feels your hot breath against his lips. your reactions are what keeps him going. soft whimpers, moans or full on love confessions (in absolute riku style) he almost sees it as a sport to get you to moan into the kiss. the type to change the pace to keep you from going too fast. just LOVES your lips and will do anything to stretch out the whole moment to make love with your lips as long as possible.

ෆ(˶˘ ³˘(´͈ ᵕ `͈˶)ෆ 🧚🏼🫧☁️✨ ᯓ★

you and riku have been dating for quite a while now. as his career as an idol is taking off in full swing, your relationship has definitely changed over the last months. you knew that your time together would change as his agenda got more and more busy. spending a lot of time apart, your weekly dates have gone from fun outdoor activities and amazing dinners in the most coziest restaurants to routinely having at home movie nights or even just spending quality time with each other as you are both cuddled up in bed, legs tangled together as you just silently enjoyed your boyfriends company while laying in each others arms.

today was no different, having pushed back your date night a couple days later because of your boyfriends overseas schedules, you were finally able to get some much needed time together. his members decided to go to the movie theater to watch the new anime that came out but riku who was visibly tired from his hectic work week wanted nothing more than spend his free time with you, just holding you close to him as you were always able to get him to forget about his busy daily life. and now that everyone was out, he invited you over to the dorms. settling for a simple but cozy movie night on the couch, you were laying in between your boyfriends legs, back pressed into his chest as he was leaning back on the couch. a warm blanket spread over your bodies as the second part of twilight was playing on the big screen. only a few minutes into the second one, you finished the first part not too long ago. you only exchanged a couple words in the past two hours ever since you pressed play for the movie to start. riku, noticeably quieter than usual, played with your hands as he was trying to keep his attention to the screen. resting his cheek on the side of your head, he got a whiff of your scent. pushing his head deeper into your hair, he put his arms around your chest so he was now hugging your body from behind. smiling at your bfs gesture you put your your hands on top of his as you pressed a little kiss on the arms holding you in place.

riku finally felt a bit more energized as he always says your presence just recharges him no matter how sleep deprived or exhausted he is. "i don't get what's so special about the girl for the two guys to fight over her" your bf said as he let out a big sigh. "they are in love, you don't always have control over who you fall in love with" you replied as you changed positions to lay more on your side. your boyfriend freeing you from his grip lifts up the blanket to give you some space to move a bit more freely. with one arm now loosely draped around your waist, he takes the other to intertwine his hand with yours; "mmh well then i am glad whoever controls my love senses, made me fall in love with you" riku says as he brings your intertwined hands up to his mouth as he gives you a small kiss on the back of your hand. "yeah.." you over exaggeratingly sighed out; "i always hoped for an edward cullen bf but i guess you will do as well" you couldn't help but giggle as you heard the instant sound of absolute disbelief come out of your boyfriends mouth, not believing his ears; "i'm joking baby" you said, laughing as you looked up at his face. as he looks at you with big eyes and mouth slightly open, you turn your back so your upper body is now pressed on top of his as you give him a little kiss; "i very much love my sweet sweet boyfriend" you said before pressing another kiss on his lips.

slightly dumbfounded, he laughed as he put his hand that was previously resting on your waist up to the back of your head, pulling you back in to lock your lips with his again in a short but sweet kiss. "so you would choose me over that edward guy??" riku asked as his eyes glance at the screen again. "ohhh wow wow woah!" you said, now completely sitting up straight, once again startling your bf with your sudden movements; "calm down now maeda, i love you but we are talking about edward cullen right now" you said in a playful tone as you dramatically put your hand over your heart. "you would leave me for a vampire dude?!!" riku asked, voice more high pitched than he intended to, mirroring the same gesture as he grabbed the fabric of his shirt on the left side of his chest, "my gf who i love so dearly would just replace me for a centuries old guy? what does he have that i don't? except for his immortality" you laughed at your boyfriend, turning your whole body to face him completely you put both of your legs on each side of his body as you straddle his lap. putting one of your hands on his chest to support yourself in the movement, you use the other one to take his hand, that was still holding onto his shirt for dear life and you placed it on top of your leg.

riku, adjusting his posture, puts his hands on both of your thighs as he softly caresses the skin. "well, immortality does sound like a fun idea ngl" you said, "but what are you supposed to do if you live forever, wouldn't it be boring at some point?" riku shrugs his shoulders; "idk i don't think i would get bored if that means i would be able to spend all my time with you" you couldn't help but laugh at the way your boyfriend puffes his cheeks and looks at your through his long eyelashes, looking slightly embarrassed by his own sudden confession; "immortality is a long time, i think you would even get bored me after a while"

"i would never get tired of you" riku says as he squeezes your thighs with his hands; "matter of fact, i would gladly spend the rest of my forever with you" he bit his lip as he was trying to suppress the smirk plastering on his face. "mmh..is that so?" you said, putting your hands up to the back of his head, automatically scooting closer to lean over his body; "that sounds very tempting." you smiled as you leaned closer, closing the gap between the two of you as you pressed your lips on riku's. naturally moving your lips in an almost perfect motion, your hand goes to the side of his face as you cup his cheek. the kiss was full of love and affection. his lips, soft and warm as always keep a steady pace as his arms find their way to your hips. slightly pushing up your shirt to rest his hands on the skin right above the line of your waistband. squeezing the soft skin, his grip on your body tightens as he pulls back only a little bit to catch his breath. only pulls back far enough to feel your warm breath on his lips as his chest is already pumping heavily. a mixture of adrenaline and his bursting love for you rushing through his body as he only now realizes how much he actually missed you.

not wasting any time, riku crashes his lips back on yours and he can't help the way his kisses are speeding up. he is trying to savor every single second while at the same time knowing that he won't be able to make up for the time you spent apart. you can feel your bf growing impatient and needy as his kisses get a bit sloppy. your usual sweet and gentle riku was starting to get a bit forceful, his hands having a firm grip on your hips as he held you in place. your own hands in his hair, you took a handful of the soft strands of hair, resulting in your bf softly humming through the kiss. the sound sent a vibration through your body as you reacted with a similar sound leaving your mouth. riku, who loves hearing your whimpers, pulls you closer so your body is fully pressed into his chest. leaning forward a tiny bit, your bf threw his head back to lean on the couch as yours was hanging over his. leaning down to keep your lips locked together. your body weight was now on your knees, giving your boyfriend full access to move his hands to your butt. caressing your ass through your shorts, you let out a little gasp as you feel riku's big hands strongly holding you in place. taking this moment he slid his tongue into your mouth. his tongue was quick to find yours, moving in a circling motion, you both couldn't help the wet sounds coming from your lips.

as you pull back to gasp for air, riku has a fair view of your exposed neck now. almost instantly focusing his full attention on your neck as his hands start to massage your ass in a firm way. with the feeling of his lips making his way down to the nape of your neck, you couldn't help the sigh leaving your lips as you say your boyfriends name in a little more than a whisper. riku, almost immediately effected by the sound of his name leaving your mouth, hums against your skin as he works his way back up to push his lips back on yours. setting a quick but steady pace, he moves his tongue with yours in an almost perfect rhythm. you can feel your lips getting numbed by the pressure riku puts as his own are plump and tinteling with sensation. wanting to feel more of you, you feel your bf slightly tugging at the hem of your shirt. getting the hint, you pull away as you pull your shirt over your head in one singular motion, leaving you in just your shorts and top. riku, who was catching his breath for a second, brushed his hands through his hair as you threw your hoodie to the side. smiling down at your bf, you tilt your head as you say; "your turn" biting his lip as he couldn't help the smug smile on his face, he pulled his own shirt over his head, exposing his toned upper body.

grabbing you by the chin, he pulls you back in. head empty, you naturally go with it as your hands feel up and down his toned chest. you couldn't lie about the fact that you loved his trained body. almost foaming at the mouth just by the thought of his naked upper body, you press your own chest against his. crossing your arms behind his head, locking your boyfriend in your grip, you can't help the sudden urge to take over the lead in the heat of the moment. shortly fighting for dominance, riku let's you take your leap as he just completely converts himself into your arms. his hands finding their way back to your ass, go up to the waistband of your shorts to just slightly pull down the fabric a bit. just enough to give him some more free skin to get his hands on without fully exposing your whole butt. upon the feeling of his large hands on your skin, you let out a satisfying sigh in pleasure to which your boyfriends grip only tightened. letting you take your moment of 'dominance' with your lips still busy and locked in a steamy kiss, he smirked against your lips by the fact he still had the overhand of you.

not giving in to your boyfriends tactics, you rolled your hips onto his lower abdomen in a very hard way. riku, feeling an immediate sensation growing in his lower body, couldn't help but moan into the kiss. this time it was your turn to smirk against his lips as you rolled your hips against his again. pulling away to throw his head back against the headrest, he let out another soft moan as a new wave of strong heat rushed through his body as you moved your hips forward in a steady motion. "..ahh..fuck y/n.." you let out an almost innocent giggle, in contradiction of what you were currently doing, that almost sends your bf over the edge as he could feel the bulge in his pants growing. leaning down, you brush your lips over his, pulling back as riku stretches his neck in an attempt to kiss you. whining by your sudden action, he threw his head back again, trying his best to not lose his mind by how amazing your grinding movements felt. taking your boyfriends face you pull him back to lock your lips in a very slow and gentle kiss, not even close to the previous almost sloppy kiss you guys shared. as your lips move in a passionate and intimate manner, your kiss turned into a more soft lingering touch. your hips almost air brushed over riku's still clothed lower body when suddenly he took a strong grip on your ass as he pushed your hips down, while he thrusted up to push his now hard bulge onto your own already throbbing private parts. taken by surprise, you moan loudly as your boyfriend pushes down your hips again.

desperate to release some of the burning and growing friction you start moving your hips in a quicker pace. riku, helping you steadying yourself as the feeling of his hard erection was getting harder and harder to handle, thrusting up to get a better angle of your throbbing core against his hard member. as you were both moving your lower bodies together, brain completely foggy by the intense pleasure rushing through your body, you felt the knot in your stomach growing stronger. deep moans coming from riku's mouth, he was clearly in the same position as you. desperate for a release but not wanting the moment to end yet. you slowed down your moves but this time rolled your hips into his, in a way it had riku seeing literal stars. grabbing your hips, he was just about to flip you guys over not being able to take it any longer, when you heard the sound of keys jingling in the door.

almost jumping a meter up on the spot, riku pushed you off of him as he put his shirt back on in the speed of light. you reached for the blanket you tossed aside earlier, hurriedly pulling it over your bodies as you tried to catch your breath. upon hearing his members walk through the door riku quickly brushed his hands through his hair in an attempt to fix the wild, loose strands as a result of your busy hands just seconds before. trying to steady his own breathing, the maknaes made their way into the living room. quickly greeting their hyung and you as they ran to their shared room, not even batching an eye towards your direction as they were too excited to play on their switch together. jaehee, almost immediately making his way to the bathroom didn't second guess what you were up to, as he just wanted to wash up and change into his comfy clothes. yushi and sion, being the last to enter the dorms, walked into the living room where you were trying your best to look like nothing happened. upon entering sion is quick to chuckle as he greets the two of you. yushi, following his hyung, not aware of the tension in the room asked; "what are you doing?" as he pursed his lips in his signature face expression. "nothing much, just watching a movie" riku says as he brushes through his hair again, trying to look relaxed and chill. "niceu" yushi says as he doesn't foretell the actual scene. he spins around on his feet as he makes his way to the kitchen. riku, unable to look his hyung in the eyes, excessively follows yushi's movements as he walks away. sion laughs as he looks from you two - to the tv screen - to your tossed away hoodie on the floor - back to you guys. "mmm yeah nice movie, i like this one" he says as he looks at the both of you with a playful grin on his face. as he turns around, he looks at the tv screen again, letting out a chuckle as he makes his way to join yushi in the kitchen.

both you and riku follow his gaze as you turn your head to the screen that says; 'are you still watching? yes - no'

so caught up in each other you didn't even realize the movie stopped playing. eyes wide, you couldn't help the hitched breath you let out. "aaah..omg.." your bf sighed out in disbelief, "..that's awkward.." he let out a sigh as he put his hands over his mouth to muffle his soft nervous cries. "nooo it's ok, i don't even think any of them had any idea!!!" you said in an attempt to calm down your boyfriend; "don't you think sion would have said something if he knew??" you both looked up by the sound of the kitchen door opening again as sion walks out, making his way to his own room when he turns around and says; "by the way, y/n, not to be a stick in the mud but i would cover up your neck before one of the kids see it" chuckling at the way both you and riku's eyes go wide, he closes the door to his room. leaving you two alone again. not knowing how quick you had to jump up to grab your hoodie from the floor, you made a mental note to yourself to never kiss, hug or even slightly look at your bf again in his dorms with the risk of someone else being home too. as you sat down next to riku again, you let out a big sigh you didn't even realize you were holding in.

you leaned back, sitting shoulder to shoulder with your boyfriend as he looks up at you; "..baby.." you meet his gaze as he stared into your eyes with mischievous look on his face. "yeah?" riku took your hand and pulled it under the blanket, placing it on top of his still throbbing erection in his pants; "..please?" he says as he over exaggeratingly bats his eyelashes at you. "riku!!!!" you gasped as you hit his chest. riku lets out a laugh; "ok, ok, ok!! I'll do it myself!!!!" he stands up and pulls the blanket that was covering your bodies, along with him. tying it around his middle, he leans down to give you a quick kiss; "i love you" before you could even look up or reply, he rushed his way to the bathroom.

[longing-for-the-past-times]

finding out it's your birthday

task force 141 x reader

synopsis: It's your birthday, but you don't know how to tell your teammates about it

notes: don't really know how to properly describe this, but it's based on this request and my personal experience of having to spend my birthday at work (no, I did not bring them baked goods, just sweets from the shop). Really short, not proofread, no plot.

comments and reblogs are always appreciated🙈

warnings: none

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"and now I am dreaming and you're singing at my birthday// and I've never seen you smile so big" - moon song

There were a lot of potential ways you could have spent your birthday, but running through the narrow hallways of the base with a heavy backpack slung over a shoulder definitely hadn't been one of them

You almost crashed into other three operators, including König from KorTac who had the common sense to place his heavy hands on your shoulders in an attempt to steady you before you ran him over in your rush to get to the meeting room

Laswell had advanced the hour the post-mission debriefing was supposed to take place and it ended up clashing with your own schedule, the one day you decided to organise your actions into one and now you were late by almost 5 minutes. Which wouldn't seem like much to some, but being a member of Task Force 141 meant you needed to uphold a certain standard.

But it was your birthday and even if you were 99% sure no one was actually aware of it, you'd spent the morning baking oat cookies and muffins, and carefully packing them into casseroles. You also tried to bring them to the destination with minimal damage, but now you could only hope there was something edible left of the baked goods.

"I'm sorry I'm late!", you meekly excused yourself, taking a seat between Ghost and Soap and blushing slightly when feeling Price's judging glare.

"Anyway, as I was saying when you tried to infiltrate through this crack in the perimeter…"

Slightly tapping your left foot against the floor, you couldn't focus on Laswell's words. What if they didn't like the cookies - you were never able to make them both soft and chewy - or what if the muffins stuck to the muffin liners? Did you put too many chocolate chips in them?

"Y/N? What's your take on this?"

You looked at Price with an alarmed expression, panic bubbling up in your chest upon seeing the questioning looks of the others. You didn't catch the last part of the question - were they asking about your birthday? Laswell must have known, she was the one responsible for all the intelligence after all.

So you did what seemed the most logical thing to do. You opened the backpack and placed the plastic casseroles on the table, unaware that everyone else in the room was literally frozen in place.

"So yeah, it's my birthday today and I made some cookies and muffins and thought it would be nice to share them with you and… that's not what you were talking about, is it?"

Your words trailed as you realised that the timing wasn't as ideal as you planned. At least, now you were sure they hadn't known: Price's eyes were widened comically, and Gaz was repeatedly blinking at you in confusion and disbelief. Soap let out a thunderous laugh as he instantly pulled you into a bear hug and Ghost… you couldn't tell his expression under the mask, but the blank look in his eyes meant he was probably still wrapping his head around it

"How about we forget any of this happened and I do it again after the debrief is over?" A blush spread on your cheeks as you tried to put the casseroles back into the backpack, but you were stopped by Gaz's firm grip.

"Are you kidding? It's your birthday, we should celebrate - go out for drinks and do karaoke and-"

Price and Kate shared a knowing look between themselves and shook their heads in defeat. Before being able to ask them what was the matter, Kate closed the laptop and began to stuff the files back into the manilla folders

"Happy birthday, Y/N! We will resume this tomorrow. And now tell me, what kind of oats did you use for the cookies, plain or instant? My wife's been trying to make them this chewy, but she never seems to get the recipe right."

It was your turn to open your mouth in disbelief when you saw Price joining Kate at the table, securing a casserole of oat cookies just for themselves

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?", he asked in a gentle tone, fishing breadcrumbs from his moustache.

"I… It's not that important, I mean…"

You couldn't help but flinch when someone placed a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it slightly, as if in reassurance. You turned your look to Ghost, who was holding a pink muffin in his gloved hand. His mask was lifted up to his nose, revealing his tight-lipped smile:

"Don't ever say that again, ok? That is all the more reason to celebrate it. You were the one who got us out safe from the bunker after all…"

And you could swear you saw his lips twitching into a smile, a playful glimmer dancing in his eyes as he bit into the cupcake

[baby-tini]

Hi Tini, how are you? Are you sleeping well? You're posting so much (not that it's bad, I love reading your hcs, but be careful with overwork). I wanted to make a request 👉👈. I have the impression that Bonten!Mikey looks much thinner than the other versions of Mikey, so I have a hc that he doesn't eat well because of depression (almost an ED). So I wanted to see him and Kanto!Mikey (after all, Bonten is his future) with a gf who tries to make sure they have 3 meals a day, eat good portions... I really think that sharing a meal is something that is good for the body and the heart, so I wanted to see them like this.

Kanto!Mikey-

He understands that you mean this kind of treatment in a sweet way, but he's rather annoyed too tell you the truth, he's a busy man with a gang too run, he has a lot of things too do and when you're constantly nagging at him too eat and too sleep, he gets snappy, but he will appreciate it when he's in his office eating a hot, home-cooked meal by you, especially when you make either Taiyaki or Dorayaki, those never fail too put him in a better mood. He really likes when you massage his shoulders as he relaxes, he's severely tense and his muscles are just screaming for a break with all the fighting he does and all the stress he's under as a gang leader really doesn't help him a single bit, not at all, but when you're straddling his back and leaving kisses on his shoulders as you lather his skin in pretty smelling oils that he claims too hate so much. He won't eat three times a day, but he will eat twice and he expects that too be good enough for you because if it's good enough for him, he expects it too be good for you too. Although... if you bribe him with sweets, he's willing too... co-promise with you about the three meals a day thing. He does like too sit down and have a break, so when he does have time, he'll have you sit with him and eat as you ask him about his day, it's nice too just be able too sit with you as he relaxes, a comfortable silence settling as you think of other things too talk about with him. Watching as you tilt your head in contemplation for your next question. One way too get him too eat all the food you put on his plate is too get him engrossed in the tv, he literally won't pay attention to anything but the show that he's highly engrossed in. He won't even realise that all the food is gone. He's truly like a little puppy when he tilts his head at the empty plate.

Bonten!Mikey-

He'll only eat when you feed it to him, and you have too sit on his lap, or else he'll look you dead in the eye and pout like a child as he pushes the plate away from him. I also mean this quite literally as well, you'll have too pick up the utensil and feed him or else he'll just refuse and he holds out for quite a long time, going days without eating because you didn't give it to him. He is quite skinny, it's mostly because he doesn't have time too actually sit down and have a meal and other times, he just doesn't care too eat because he's too tired too pick up a fork- muchless make himself something too eat, so if you cook for him and feed him at that, he's already bought a ring. While he doesn't show you that he appreciates what you do, he does adore that you do it. For you too take time out of your day too pamper him with warm cooked meals, especially if it's food he's never had before, it feels like a more intimate amount of care for him, because while yes, kisses and hugs are nice and he adores when you do that for him, cooking him something when you know he doesn't have time just makes him feel a little more... seen. He will use this to his advantage though, getting you too do more things for him, as in, running him a bath, he really likes when you put bubbles in there as well, he prefers you get in with him, but he understands if you have stuff too do, although that won't stop his whining, not even slightly, or if you do the cute little thing and feed him chocolate strawberries while he bathes, he's always wanted you too do it, but he's never gonna ask so you better pick up on his lack of signals.

[alfredojesta]

i've never given LJ / Candy Pop a proper post on their own, so here's my scrambled thoughts about them ^o^

they aren't dating in my canon for. A Multitude of Reasons. but i do have a lot of things to say about their friendship as a whole.

LJ was initially uninterested in Candy Pop. he believed jesters were inferior to clowns. and, honestly, this flashy guy looked like he was trying too hard! his bright colours hurt LJ's eyes!

their first encounter with each other wasn't pleasant. LJ made him go into a magic box and spun him to a foreign land. hours later, Candy Pop came out and sputtered insults at them, out of confusion more than anything.

LJ laughed, amused, seeing Candy Pop as just another victim for them to torment at the mansion.

Candy Pop stormed off and immediately forgot about LJ's existence because his memory's gen so shit he can only retain one thing at a time.

the moment they actually became friends was when LJ saw Candy Pop's AMAZING MAGIC POWERS! what! he never knew a jester could perform like that!? Candy Pop could make objects, even people, explode into a gazillion candies!—oh, that must be where he gets the name from!

so while LJ didn't give Candy Pop a chance at first, he was practically all up in his face after seeing what he could do. questioning him, requesting they hang out, asking him for free candy, and the such. it was out of wonder. LJ had never met someone of his calibre before.

Candy Pop was more than willing to show off his tricks. LJ's curiosity and enthusiasm made Candy Pop feel at home. not many people in this age have an appreciation for Candy Pop's tricks. plus, he could learn a few from LJ. he was a bit rusty.

it was no shock they gained an affinity for one another. they shared a similar passion, and the same love of performance.

OKAY NOW THAT THE INTRODUCTORY SHIT IS OUT OF THE WAY

circus duo time :)

Candy Pop and Laughing Jack love each other in a way that isn't platonic, nor romantic, but a secret third, more sinister thing.

they comfort each other by just being around. no need to share personal details. that's not what they go to each other for.

LJ, especially, doesn't want to burden Candy Pop with their problems. they'd feel horrible! that's their bestie not their therapist! :(

on Candy Pop's side, he doesn't actually think LJ is... erm. intelligent or. sensitive enough to learn about his past. it's a definite lack of trust in LJ's emotional understanding—but, can he really be blamed? the way LJ behaves shows he may not be ready for deep conversations.

yet, Candy Pop knows LJ has a mature side, or at least, a troubling past of his own. he can tell when LJ isn't feeling his best—when his laugh sounds forced, when it fades too fast, and he's looking off in a daze. he'll be there to help LJ make it through the day, not be too annoying with questions, and cheer him up by getting him back into the hang of things.

the first time LJ saw Candy Pop sad, LJ was confused as fuck. LJ usually HATES when ppl cry. he thinks it's so annoying—but with Candy Pop, he just felt BAD!!! LITTLE JESTER WHY ARE YOU CRYING??? LJ would do everything in his power to see Candy Pop smile. he does not care who he has to kill actually.

n e way. Candy Pop and LJ looove doing circus acts in LJ's room. they're just two bouncy guys running around and being stupid! besides that, they do other things such as: go on walks, take baths together, have little dinner dates, indulge in other peoples' horror, and have sleepovers!!!

also they kiss sometimes ^_^ YAY!!! there's 0 romantic intent behind them. LJ thinks it feels nice and Candy Pop sees it as an affectionate exchange (aka he's a whore and he'll kiss any living adult with pretty lips). :3

in the least sexual context: LJ likes the way Candy Pop tastes. he's sweet, literally candy. that's why LJ will often chew on Candy Pop's hair, or his arm, or his hand, or anything really. Candy Pop is the one that initiates any kisses, though, because LJ gets flustered quickly. but. i must say. LJ does love those kisses very much. he's a bit too shy to ask for them, that's all.

on walks, LJ likes carrying Candy Pop!!! just holding him in their arms while they wander the forest. bridal style so Candy Pop can lean up and pepper their face with kisses. they'll maybe visit the forest's tavern, find a nice table to sit at and yap while their food gets cold.

they're both so physically affectionate. LJ will hold Candy Pop's hands whenever he has the chance. squeezing his fingers. idly tracing his wrists. being gentle with him so his claws don't pierce the skin. Candy Pop's hands are much smaller than LJ's, and he tends to just hold two or three of LJ's claws THEY'RE SO CUTE I HATE MY LIFE Candy Pop loves hugs!!! he is a huge fan of just sitting on LJ's lap and hugging him while they talk. this works for cuddling too. hehe. Candy Pop is most likely to tackle LJ to the ground when they hug, while LJ is most likely to squish him to death.

LJ doesn't need to sleep, but Candy Pop does. Candy Pop tries to keep up with their energy, but he can't all the time... so if he ever ends up passing out, LJ makes sure to find a nice place for Candy Pop to sleep! they'll even sit next to him. playing with his hair, watching him sleep (admiring), and maybe toying with his dreams for fun. Candy Pop wakes up, and gestures for LJ to lie with him. just a few minutes together, and then he'll leave bed...

sleepovers are fun for this reason—LJ's always wanting to do stupid shit, even when it's 5 AM and they've already annoyed everyone in the mansion with god knows what. Candy Pop is tired at this point. being more mellowed out, he suggests calmer things to do. like taking a bath together!

baths with them are. not chaotic at all actually. baths are one of the most peaceful things for both of them. Candy Pop got LJ into taking them, because LJ would normally just shower. they use fizzy bath–bombs. LOTS AND LOTS OF BUBBLES. THE ENTIRE BATHROOM WILL SMELL LIKE A BAKERY IT'S SO SWEET. they could be in there for hours, honestly. yapping like they always do. when LJ massages Candy Pop's hair with shampoo, he's VEEERY careful as to not hurt him with the claws. Candy Pop loves the scratchy feel though.

sometimes Candy Pop will leave lipstick marks over LJ's face, or his collar—depending on how comfy LJ is at the moment. and then they can just wash it off in the bath!!! it's the only time LJ has any colour on him. little purple marks :)

i'd say they even get dressed together. picking outfits for each other and whatnot. Candy Pop tries on LJ's wardrobe and LJ laughs at how tiny he looks. they do each other's makeup—or well, LJ does Candy Pop's makeup (LJ likes doing his own makeup for personal reasons, and Candy Pop respects that). Candy Pop has a go at attaching bells to LJ's hair, and now they're both running around, jingle jangling.

one day i have to make an AU where they are canon because i love them... unfortunately, my LJ and Candy Pop could never date because erm. LJ eats children and Candy Pop is still not that comfy with knowing that. bro stays blissfully oblivious. if he can't see LJ eating kids then it never happens. on the otherhand, LJ would lose his mind over being in love and it will not go well i fear.

IF ANYONE ASKS ME TO ELABORATE ON THIS ASPECT OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP, I WILL! there's DEFINITELY a lot more to go in-depth on. Just didn't yap abt it on this post bc Idk i want them to be cute not angsty

teehee ^o^

see i committed to my turn @seas1mping

[tubbytarchia]

The thing about Evo Jimmy that makes me happy is that he’s so much more of a menace and messes around with people!! Sure everytime he does it he loses or something goes wrong but he’s not afraid to do it and doesn’t even think of the consequences!! He only acts civil is when Martyn’s there and if he’s not, no one is safe.

Netty and Jimmy’s friendship is also really sweet because she likes to join in on his mischief and follows him without hesitation,same goes with Jimmy. They both share half a brain cell and they couldn’t care less!! I also love the fact that they both had the most episodes on Evo, they quite literally ran Evo together. Even if they weren’t that lore based or whatever,it was still there and Jimmy’s listener lore needs to more appreciated!!! I wish Evo went on longer so I could’ve seen what would’ve happened. Jimmy also out right hated the watchers and didn’t care at all what they said. After the Listeners gave him his little mission he realised it immediately that the watchers weren’t good people. I also love how Jimmy makes small hints of the watchers but never outright says it,or he mentions them and just brushes past it.

To sum it up: I want Jimmy’s mischievous ways back. I miss him being a little asshole and messing with people

I wholeheartedly agree that I wish Jimmy was mischievous more often like he used to be even if he would often get punished for it, although I do think we've been seeing a bit more of that in places, and I also very much miss Netty and her and Jimmy's banter. I don't think Jimmy was that much of a menace though, rather he just sassed people back, especially those who he felt had done wrong by him, but his entire shtick in Evo was to be a cop and he did very genuinely try to be one, setting out to prove himself to be good rather than a troublemaker when Martyn wasn't around; to prove to Martyn that he was good. Eg when he helped mine resources for Netty's library, gave every piece of it to Netty, surprising her, and then said something like "did you get a picture?". But that might be the culprit, that he was overly punished for any mishaps and quips to the point that he wanted to prove his potential and capability till the end of Evo and started feeling progressively more culpable over the course of future SMPs

This is a trend in most of Jimmy's playthroughs where he just gets caught in other people's crossfire and painted as bad rather than doing anything actually worth punishing himself. I like when he has the assertiveness to get back at people, to turn pranks back around like he did in Legacy and for some of X Life, to hold Martyn accountable in Evo rather than always taking the blame himself, to almost beat Sausage to death in SOS after everything Sausage had said and put him through, when he rejected Scott's poppy in RL and proclaimed that Scott wasn't forgiven for getting him killed. I wish he'd gotten back at people in ESMP2 calling him a toy the same way he did at the Mafia in Evo which continuously villainized him. I like when he's sassy, I like when he gets back at people, I like when he stands his ground, I like when he does pranks, I like when he doesn't let himself be shot down, especially when trying to take charge (another trend, where he keeps trying to take charge as he sees necessary in relationships and otherwise, only to be knocked down 500 pegs). I like when banter involves him rather than just being aimed at him. But I genuinely don't think he's ever been a proper asshole, he deserves to stab and kill and I wish he did but he's only done so when he believes to have been wronged, or he'd stop himself and often apologize or feel guilty etc. I wrote a long post on my thoughts on Evo awhile back where I went more in debth

Don't have much to say about the Listener stuff, the time that Jimmy spent without Martyn at the end is important to his character imo but the end of Evo just kinda lost me in general, any kind of watcher/listener lore passes me by unfortunately but if other people enjoyed that whole bit then more power to them absolutely

[rubra-wav]

Various Adam headcanons

A/N I'm not an Adam simp, I just have been thinking abt him since the last post I did.

A lot of these are just things I feel in vibes and are completely baseless haha.

Cw: SFW, angsty in parts, misogyny, slight reference to disordered eating, uhhh idk man it's mixed

He's very messy and his house is like a bombsite of unwashed dishes and laundry.

Think messy roommate horror stories: that's him, and he doesn't give a single damn about it. Thinks he shouldn't have to clean up his house because that's a 'chick thing'

He's naturally really warm and overheats a lot because of it. Due to this, he has his house cold so he isn't sweating his ass off at all times.

He's really good to sleep next to during cold weather, but is God awful during hot weather.

Will not stop bitching about it being too hot when he's slightly uncomfortable and laughs at people who are easily cold, calling them weak.

His favourite things to watch are shitty b grade movies - especially comedy ones.

Prides himself on knowing current lingo, memes, and jokes (and actually pulls off not sounding like an old person trying to be 'hip with the kids' and cringey)

Follow up: makes deez nuts and ligma jokes out of everything and finds it hilarious. Sera sent him out of a meeting for doing this to Emily one time.

He's the type of mf who is pretentious asf about beer being superior and believes any guy who likes sweeter drinks / doesn't like beer are pussies.

He secretly doesn't believe this in the slightest and actually hates beer, he'd never admit it though. He has a sweet tooth and actually really likes drinks like Baileys.

Constantly talking, even if it's just to himself.

He likes AC/DC a lot. Ironically, 'highway to hell' is one of his favourite songs of all time.

He always wears his mask because he feels more vulnerable without it.

If you're close with him, he'd likely feel more comfortable to take it off around you - would fight to keep it on at all times if he doesn't trust you or feel safe with you.

I headcanon he put on weight after getting to heaven because after he was kicked out of Eden he didn't have nearly as much food, so he began binging when he finally had it again. It kind of just stayed a comfort for him.

He's really insecure about his weight gain too. If you point it out he's gonna get really upset. (Like how Lucifer does in ep 8)

Follow up: he literally always has snacks and is an absolute bitch about sharing them. If he does share them with you, he expects you to be really grateful.

His masculinity is fragile as it gets.

Would physically wilt if you even slightly imply he's not masculine and then become extremely angry and try to prove he actually is.

The main reason he is misogynistic is due to his experience with Lilith.

Before Lilith ran away from him, I think that Adam actually had extremely high respect for women.

His whole purpose was to reproduce. Women do a hell of a lot more then men during the whole process of reproduction and dude worships pussy even now (he named his best soldier after it. Not after dick, vag)

I imagine that it was a much larger appreciation for women in general before Lilith screwed him over.

This soured into misogyny, though, after she ran away and likely grew much, much worse with Eve due to her actually being made from him.

Eve then proceeded to eat the apple given to her and resulted in them being kicked out of Eden, which made it even worse.

He's the definition of that one reddit incel who had bad experiences with a handful of women and now is an absolute misogynistic cunt lmao

Hella abandonment issues.

Also hella jealousy issues.

Doesn't matter if you're a friend or a partner, he's going to be grappling to be number one and the only one in your life.

He's not manipulative or slick about it even a little though, it's obvious as it gets. Will vy for your attention by being literally as obnoxious as possible constantly.

Literally so clingy.

If you ever point it out, he'll deny it though and get very flustered.

Bro needs reassurance so bad you aren't gonna leave him if you're his partner.

Will sometimes just get really quiet and ask if he did something if he even slightly senses a tone shift to negativity.

Pretends it never happened afterwards and will downplay his fears massively if you call him out on it.

He's the type of sleeper who moves around a lot and ends up upside down somehow. Also a sleep talker.

Is the type of mf who has the skill to transcribe songs into guitar simply by ear.

He never shuts up about it, so although it is actually a really incredible skill, you want to not praise it because of how annoying he is over it.

Follow up: can play most types of guitar.

One of those extremely annoying rock fans who scoff when you put on anything but rock.

Also acts like he knows more about rock than anybody.

If you put on country music around him, he will forcefully grab the aux from you to turn it off.

He knows he actually isn't very smart at all and is super insecure about it.

He's had it used against him time and time again by people like Lilith and overcompensates to deter this by acting like he is actually the smartest person at all times.

When someone treats him like he's stupid, especially about something he actually knows/is knowledgeable about, he's extremely defensive about it (like when Lute points out the shield to him in ep 8)

Would be the type to go "Mansplaining means 'man explaining things'" to you with complete lack of self-awareness.

I need to draw Sera looking absolutely horrified as he screams the lyrics to highway to hell so bad.

Got possessed with the energy I had to suddenly write this omg.

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Konig and 141 boys developing a crush on their cute and sweet neighbor who also agreed to take care of their place while deployed. Will they act on their crush or try to ignore their feelings? Thank you kindly :)

ℐ𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊. ℬ𝓊𝓉 ℐ 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

Task Force 141 (+ König) x gn! reader

Oh my god… I got so many ideas and I literally don’t know how to put them ALL into one short fanfic but I‘ll try me best😭😭 I hope you enjoy, love you!!!🩷🩷🩷🩷

(Also I‘m sorry I‘m posting this so late because I was too focused on Simons part because hello? This man has been through so much and I had so many ideas on how to write his part. I literally wrote like 4 and deleted them all because I always found something that would fit more😭)

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König

You could ask anyone around the area about König and every single one of them would say that he is socially awkward or they don’t know since they never talked to him. But you never believed in any of those. You were trying to build a friendship with him and he is more shocked about the fact you want to build a connection with a masked man, like it’s the most usual thing in this world. But little did you know that König slowly developed a little crush on you whenever you were there and just looked so unbelievable.

It’s been months now and König's admiration for you only grew stronger. Your kindness and selflessness had left an indelible mark on his heart. Every time you visited his place to take care of things, he found himself longing to spend more time in your company.

Unbeknownst to König, you had also noticed his quiet affections. Your intuition told you that he was too timid to make the first move, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. With a mischievous smile, you approached König one day, ready to play the role of matchmaker.

"Hey, König," you said, your voice filled with warmth, "I've noticed how much you appreciate my help with your place. How about we grab a cup of coffee sometime? I'd love to get to know you better."

König's eyes widened in surprise, his cheeks flushed with a mix of excitement and gratitude. He stammered, searching for the right words to express his thankfulness.

"Y-You... You really mean it?" he managed to say, his voice filled with genuine surprise.

You nodded, a playful glint in your eyes. "Of course! It's the least I can do for a neighbor as sweet as you."

A smile broke across König's face, radiant and relieved. "I... I would be honored. Thank you for taking the initiative, You."

And so, the two of you ventured into the world of possibilities, sharing laughter and stories over cups of coffee. With each passing moment, König's shyness faded away, replaced by a blossoming confidence that was fueled by your unwavering support and understanding.

As your connection deepened, König found solace in your presence, a sanctuary where he could be himself without reservation. Your kindness and care melted away the barriers he had built around his heart, allowing love to seep in and flourish.

And in the quiet moments shared between you, König expressed his gratitude for your boldness, for taking a chance on him when he couldn't muster the courage himself. He marveled at the beauty of fate's intervention, realizing that sometimes, the greatest love stories are born out of the selfless actions of others.

As König wrapped his arms around you, his heart overflowing with appreciation, he whispered, "Thank you for seeing the real me, for showing me that sometimes, it's okay to let someone else take the lead. With you, I've found a love that transcends boundaries, and I'm eternally grateful."

In that embrace, you knew that you had made the right choice, that your leap of faith had led you to a love that was worth every ounce of effort. Together, you embarked on a journey of companionship, supporting each other through the highs and lows, cherishing the bond that grew stronger with each passing day.

Simon Riley

Simon was a very cold man who didn’t like to socialize. But when you moved it next door, you kept annoying him with cookies and cake. He never understood why you were doing these things but he slowly let himself enjoy the things you bake for him. You were smiling at him whenever he went on a run. You always sit on the balcony and you looked so pretty that he once almost ran into a car. He got embarrassed but he was relieved you didn’t see it. And every time he caught a glimpse of your warm smile or heard the sound of your laughter, his heart skipped a beat.

As Simon prepared for another deployment, he approached you, hoping to find someone trustworthy to look after his place while he was away. Since he didn’t trust anyone in this area to do it so, he always came back to a messy apartment and he usually cleans it before he gets deployed again. To his relief, you gladly agreed, your genuine kindness shining through. It was in those moments of conversation and connection that Simon began to realize there was something special about you.

But as his feelings for you grew, so did his fear of rejection. Simon was known for his bravery on the battlefield, found himself paralyzed by the vulnerability of his emotions. He watched you from a distance, yearning to take that leap of faith but unsure of how to approach you.

It’s been months and simon's heartache intensified. He longed for your presence, the sound of your voice, and the warmth of your touch. The thought of you taking care of his place while he was away brought him a sense of comfort, yet he was still scared. He was scared that you might hurt him. He is scared that you will leave as soon as you see the real him.

But on one evening, as the setting sun cast a golden glow across the horizon, Simon mustered the courage to strike up a conversation.

“Listen, you don’t have to do this. I mean, I couldn’t give you anything back as a thank you." his voice cold yet so soft towards you. You looked confused and Simon could tell that you were thinking about something. And he was desperate to find out what you’re thinking about, but would that scare you away?

"Simon… I‘m more than okay with doing this. If you want to thank me than tell me more about yourself" your answer completely left him silent and for a moment he couldn’t believe that you exist. How can someone so beautiful and sweet talk to him. He doesn’t even show his face yet alone a single part of his body. You don’t know how he looks like nor do you know how his arms even look like. Yet you’re here interested in him and he couldn’t help but feel his heart jump out of his chest and run towards you.

But it took him 9 months to finally open up. He came to your apartment and you greeted him with tea, his favorite one. You saw how much he loves tea and decided to surprise him with tea back. Ans he felt so safe in your apartment. It felt like his demons were waiting in front of your apartment because even they were shy around you. Not even they couldn’t bare to hurt you.

He started telling you a bit about himself but he kept it above the surface. He doesn’t want to scare you away. Not after he just got used to your presence. The way you talk, the way you smile at him. He would gladly give his own life so you could smile forever.

To his surprise, you listened with unwavering attention, your eyes filled with empathy and understanding. "I’m so proud of you for opening up, Simon. Thank you for telling me" your words carried a soothing melody that calmed the storms within him. The walls he had built around his heart began to crumble, brick by brick, as you reached out and touched his hand gently.

In that moment, Simon let you in, allowing you to slowly weave your way into the depths of his heart. He marveled at the strength and tenderness you possessed, the way you accepted him without judgment or reservation. And with each passing day, his affection for you grew, the boundaries between friendship and something more becoming blurred.

Finally, the day of Simon's departure arrived. He stood before you, his eyes locked with yours, searching for the words to convey the love that had taken root within him. As time ticked away, he leaned in, his heart pounding, and pressed a tender kiss against your lips, through the thin mask.

You smiled, a knowing smile that spoke volumes. It was a silent agreement, a promise of a future yet to unfold. The kiss held the weight of unspoken emotions, of longing and hope. It was a kiss, filled with the anticipation of what the future held for both of you.

As Simon boarded the plane, he carried your smile, your warmth, and the promise of a love yet to fully bloom within his heart. And in that moment, he knew that no matter the distance or the trials they faced, you would always be with him, guiding him through the darkness, and reminding him that love had the power to heal even the deepest wounds.

See you next time, his heart whispered, knowing that the next chapter of their love story would be written when he returned.

John MacTavish

John found himself in a neighborhood far from the battlegrounds he was accustomed to. It was there that he discovered a small haven of peace in the form of a cute and sweet neighbor, the one who had graciously agreed to take care of his place while he was deployed. It was funny because you were asking him about something and behind him, you saw how messy his apartment was so you offered to help him and he gladly agreed.

John couldn't help but find himself drawn to you. Your kind nature, infectious smile and the way you cared for his home with such dedication warmed his heart. He discovered himself longing for the moments when he could steal glances of you from his window or engage in friendly conversations over the fence.

But as much as he admired you from afar, John couldn't shake the nagging feeling that he wanted more than just a neighborly relationship. He yearned for something deeper, something that would bridge the gap between friendship and romance.

It took him a year. A year of battling his own emotions and building up the courage to confess his feelings. The weight of his unspoken words felt heavy on his shoulders, threatening to consume him. He knew he couldn't keep this secret any longer.

One evening, as the sun began to set, John found himself standing at your doorstep, his heart racing in his chest. With a deep breath, he knocked, hoping that the words he had rehearsed countless times in his mind would find their way to his lips.

When you opened the door, a mixture of surprise and curiosity evident in your eyes, John's words spilled out, tinged with vulnerability and sincerity. He confessed how your kindness had captured his heart, how your presence brought light to his world, even in the darkest of times.

To his relief and joy, your smile widened, and a blush colored your cheeks. “Finally, John. I’ve been waiting for this moment and now you did it. I like you a lot, too" The connection you both shared was undeniable and it was clear that fate had brought you together.

And so, in that moment, under the fading daylight, John and you embarked on a journey of love and companionship. What started as a neighborly arrangement blossomed into something more profound and beautiful.

John Price

In a quaint neighborhood, nestled amidst the chaos of life, John found himself drawn to the captivating presence of a neighbor unlike any other. You had captured his attention with your gentle nature and kind heart. Little did you know, he admired you from afar, silently cherishing every encounter and longing for the day he could express his feelings.

As fate would have it, duty called John away, requiring him to deploy on a mission that demanded his undivided attention. In his absence, he entrusted you with the care of his home, knowing that your presence would bring warmth and life to the empty space he left behind.

From a distance, John observed your daily routines, captivated by the grace with which you carried yourself. He found solace in the thought of you gracing his doorstep, bringing life and cheer to the once-silent house. Your visits to tend to his place became a bittersweet pleasure for him, as he admired your kindness and dedication.

Each day, as he watched you through the window or caught glimpses of you leaving his home, his heart would flutter with a mix of emotions. The sight of you brought him both joy and longing, a conflict he struggled to reconcile. Yet, he remained silent, never having the courage to confess his feelings.

Months passed, and John's deployment came to an end. He returned home, ready to step back into the familiar routine of his life. But something had changed. The connection he felt with you had evolved, matured into a deep and profound affection that now haunted his every thought.

Still John remained silent, unsure of how to bridge the gap that had grown between them. He watched as you continued with your life, unaware of the impact you had on him. It pained him to witness your happiness from a distance, knowing he could never be a part of it.

Months passed until the opportunity for love slipped through John's fingers. You never knew the depth of his feelings and he, burdened by his own fears and insecurities, couldn't find the words to express them.

But life moves forward, even in the face of unrequited love. And as time carried on, John found solace in the memories of your brief encounters and the love he had silently harbored. Though he never had the chance to call you his own, he cherished the moments he shared with you, even if they were only from afar.

John remained the silent observer, his heart forever touched by the presence of the sweet and kind neighbor who had unknowingly stolen his heart. In the quiet corners of his mind, he carried the love he never confessed, forever cherishing the memory of you.

Kyle Garrick

In the bustling neighborhood where Kyle resided, a newfound sense of warmth and happiness began to flourish. As fate would have it, his charming and sweet neighbor, the one who agreed to keep an eye on his place while he was deployed, had captured his heart.

You had a way of brightening Kyle's day with just a smile or a kind gesture. Your presence brought a sense of tranquility to his world, a respite from the chaos and turmoil that often accompanied his line of work.

In the beginning, Kyle found himself stealing glances at you from across the street, admiring the way your laughter danced on the breeze and the gentleness that radiated from your every action. He couldn't deny the growing attraction that pulled at his heartstrings, urging him to take a chance.

After a month of wrestling with his feelings, Kyle finally mustered the courage to confess his emotions to you. It was a nerve-wracking moment, his heart pounding in his chest as he stood before you, vulnerability etched across his face.

With shaky breath, he poured his heart out "I like you, Y/N. A lot. More than words could ever describe it and I plan on sharing my life with you.I couldn’t take my eyes off of you the day you came and offered me those stupid cookies. And then I wanted you close but not in a scary way… So I asked you to look after my place while I‘m gone. And now I want you to be here when I‘m coming home." And as he finished speaking, a nervous silence filled the air. Kyle's gaze met yours, searching for any sign of reciprocation. And then, a smile graced your lips, your eyes sparkling with affection.

"You…" you said, your voice soft and full of sincerity, "have no idea how long I've been hoping you'd say something. I've had a crush on you since the day we met."

Relief and joy flooded Kyle's being, his heart soaring with happiness. In that moment, he knew that his decision to take a leap of faith had been rewarded in the most beautiful way.

From that day forward, Kyle and you embarked on the sweetest and most adorable relationship. Your days were filled with laughter, stolen glances, and tender moments. Whether it was cozy evenings spent on the couch, sharing stories and dreams, or exploring the neighborhood hand in hand, every experience was infused with the magic of love.

And it was thanks to you agreeing on watching over his place.

[mylittleredgirl]

m*a*s*h reaction post released from my drafts!! i don't know why i have been worried about making a Good Post when legitimately everything that could ever be said about this show has been said.

so i will SHARE MY THOUGHTS ABOUT SEASON THREE currently in progress:

ooooh war got a sweet budget increase in the off-season. pyrotechnics! helicopters! ACTIONNN BAYBEEEE

i'm falling more in love with everyone, details to follow

top of the list: trapper my bestie has been promoted to trapper my legit fictional crush 💕

don't get me wrong, in real life i would slap his face, but i'm with hot lips on this one. the hair, the smile, every time he takes off his shirt... take me to the supply tent or lose me forever

HOWEVER, i happened to notice that he is not on the header pic on hulu* and none of you talk about him so i must regretfully conclude that he will eventually leave the show

DON'T TELL ME WHEN

anyway i am cherishing him as one cherishes an old dog not long for this world

*speaking of hulu: i have now joined the henry blake appreciation society thanks to this One Weird Trick (reupping my hulu account for a month because i lost my shit after the dvds cut out at the climax of an episode AGAIN)

i went back to rewatch the episodes that didn't play on the dvds, and turns out a lot of them were henry eps (including the trial of henry blake and the one where he is waiting for news about his new baby...) (and also the one where he fell in love with a cheerleader but you can’t win ‘em all)

just in time to appreciate that scene in "o.r." where he tells hawkeye he doesn't want to be discharged so that he can keep doing real doctoring 🥺

"o.r." had so many good character bits!! even frank got some depth?? or at least an explanation for why he's Like That...

other eps i liked:

"iron guts kelly" -- felt like a follow-up to the one last season where hot lips got wasted and broke up with frank and then hawkeye and trapper had to sober her up, which i also loved! "we hate her but she's OURS to hate" is such a good character dynamic.

also lmao every time she cheats on frank, GET YOURS GIRL 😘

the frank/margaret thing is strangely compelling actually? it's like an inverse ship for real. will-they-or-won't-they but for breaking up. same energy though, like i'm glued to the screen rooting for them to fight instead of kiss.

"check-up" i was sooooo brave you guys making peace with the situation BUT THEN TRAPPER STAYED!!! i feel like my crush has been given a stay of execution

i don't know if i ship it per se but i really hope he and margaret hook up exactly once and literally everyone regrets it

i've seen some more episodes and have more thoughts but i need to lie down a lot first

oh one more thing:

i realize "m*a*s*h actors amazing" is not breaking news, but i'm specifically obsessed right now with how they are always interacting with props. i don't even mean the o.r. tools or scripted things, but how in every scene they're doing comedy while also moving crap around, pouring things, drinking, shaving, changing clothes, handing (or THROWING) things to each other, just making a mess all the time while still hitting their lines and comic beats. it's a master class in whatever that is.

anyway it's so good!!! more to come 💕

[hosuuuus]

why does writing make u sad? are ppl being mean? pls don’t put any pressure into ur writing like its just a bit of fun. but like if its makes u sad then that can’t be helped. sending hugs x

was thinking of filtering my answer for a bit, but ahh screw it. personal blog anyways. if i say anything too raw or bitchy or kinda ..eh. i'll either delete in the morning, or just learn from it.

cw: rant. might delete later but ive been frustrated. (if my tone gets snipppy it's not you anon!! love you love you lots anon and im sending you the biggest warmest tightest hug on earth ;3;!!! you're so sweet <3)

Anyways anon i think that's why I want to stop. Exactly because it's supposed to feel fun. but it's not anymore.

I think I miss the times when my blog felt like i was just talking to a few friends online, bounce off each other's ideas, and then that. now that, that was fun.

but overtime, I guess with how other ppl saw how i bounced off everyone's ask with a full on yap session, they prolly think that i'd work always like that. Not to sound like im being specific about it, but I guess there are times where I can feel ppl just send in something short, and they sleep with the thought that the next day, I just barfed out a whole entire drabble for them ready to read. Like as i've said... some version of freaking chatgpt.

not even a damn please

just straight up

"this character doing this."

like okay that's it.

not that I don't appreciate anons sending in ideas and their thoughts, I really do. But there's a difference in the feeling you get when... let's say I've brought out some baked strawberry pie, and people have a slice and they like the pie and ask about it's filling, ingredients, if i have anymore strawberry or pie recipes planned.

versus someone just taking a slice, and instead of saying they like it or at the very least ask about it, the first thing they just go is

"when are you going to make oreo cheesecake."

or.. something like that? do i make sense??? ugh.

which okay the first few times, just ignore it right? who cares lol, it's your blog. do what you want. don't mind that. write for you, and the people who actually show they care.

but when you get spammed the next day with a few more asks like that, it does get a bit tiring when that's all your greeted with.

and i guess im confused about my feelings on it because my blog somehow feels overwhelming with ppl, but at the same time it feels like it lacks... ppl. which is so weird to say, but i do feel that way anyways. it's like the more people find out about it, the more empty it feels.

And idk, it's even worse when I've also said i kinda grew a distaste for strawberry pie now, and the very first thing, THE VERY FIRST THING i receive after i just post saying something like "hey i think im gonna take a little break from strawberry pie now.. it kinda makes me feel sick from the smell" is 6 more asks the very next day saying

"omg can you make more strawberry pie? i just found out about your strawberry pie. heres a list of more strawberry recipes."

like every single time.

and yeah. honestly i just choose to ignore these things. literally plug my ears and go on a break. vacation mode and all that. it's my blog, ill write when i want, ill make strawb pie when i want.

But i just can't help but long for when i actually felt like im talking to people and they're actually like talking to me. pie or no pie. the pie was just an extra. and i actually felt GOOD about giving my pie sometimes because people have made it clear that they loved it, and they really like it! and there's a connection because well... i like making pie now for you guys! i made it for my tastes, but its nice that it suits your tastes as well! :) ! yay!! i love the vibes going on, you guys are cool.

just gonna say it honestly: i miss feeling appreciated. i miss feeling like a friend, who just so happens to write/bake pie, and people get excited and say so when i tell them I have something I want to share.

because now all it feels like is the only way i can ever talk to people again is if i pick up those damn strawberry pie recipes and show up with a whole tray of it.

And as much as I want to think "oh you don't have to do that.", it's so undeniable how it's all they ever care about.

Like the only time people ever want to talk to me is when i make strawberry pie again. and which okay maybe that's an oopsie on my part because that's all my blog was about in the early days.

but the funny thing is, the FUNNIEST thing to me is: it's so damn rare to see people comment about my strawberry pie, despite the fact they've made it abundantly clear that's all they're here for.

"blah blah blah you shouldn't complain at least people are showing trying out your pie. there are some people out there who can barely get ppl to get into their stuff"

i am. im thankful, never forget that. I hold each and every person who atleast tried some of my stuff dear to my heart. I would go more insane if i just held all these thoughts on my own and got ignored. I love that I've gotten some really nice and lovely people to talk with!!! and i love that im even moots and even friends with them til now!

but i guess im so frustrated because: how many times do writers have to act nice and shy about "hey uh... if you guys liked my work maybe you can leave a little uh.. thing? a little note just saying you kinda like it? even an emoticon is fine :-) if not totally understandable haha."

I think my frustration is doubling over because it's not just me, i just don't like seeing anymore fellow writers or artists who work so hard, so so hard, and so lovingly into their craft, and have to act nice about asking for appreciation from time to time. measly crumbs of comments when they deserve so so much more than that.

because as much as we want to preach the "write for yourself" thing, there's still an undeniable sense of gratitude and loyalty authors/writers will always have with their audience. so sure, maybe we''ll throw a bone, you liked my stuff, i like your stuff, we bounce off each other, everyone's happy!

but holy shitttttttttttttttttt do people make u feel like sometimes that that's all you're good for.

which makes you get into this weird limbo wherein:

we are here for your strawberry pie and just your strawberry pie. will we grab a slice right in front of you, every time you make strawberry pie? yes.

will we ever talk to you and tell you that we like your pie, maybe even thank you sometime for the effort or even say how it tastes good?

fuck no.

in fact, how about we just ask you when the next batch will be. or how about we just ask you to make another one right here right now. we want one with a bit more whip cream.

Can we at least say please?

...no.

and its soooooooooooooo so funny too because when i stop making strawberry pies. im sure by now some people will just go:

"that's alright,.. at least we know what it tastes like. we'll just put your strawberry pie ingredients into some other writer, or some other machine and ask them/it to make the pie for us."

which makes me feel ??? i don't know?? because i stopped making those pies, but somehow. for some reason. they're everywhere. which i don't know if i should feel happy and grateful because "wow i guess ppl really like the pie...?" but then again, they make it very very VERY clear that:

we just like the pie. not you.

[pinksparkl]

Welcome to~~~

PinkSPARKL's 2023 fave Redacted fancontent extravaganza~~💕💖

I just wanna thank EVERYONE in this fandom for being so welcoming~ 🥰 and so goddamned talented~ 💕💕 I wanna show my appreciation for y'all with some shout outs and heaps of praise for the lovely things I've read and seen and heard this past year~

Fanfics 📖

My birthday mini-fic from @romirola

The cutest lil piece of joy where Vincent cat-sits for Angel and David (kind of a companion piece to my fic I hope I have the right number...) I also love and adore the Lovely/Vincent prompt fic you did, but I wasn't expecting this one, so it's just very special to me~~ 💕💖

Phases of You by inthedarkestlight

Read this for the 1st time all the way back in January/February (when I was naught but a little Redacted baby) and it just stuck in my brain~ 😁💕 so much so that when I was feeling low after my flu jabs, I had to read it again~ Every-so-often, I think about the intense bond between Shifter!Angel and David and, as I wrote in my bookmark note, it's a "LIFE CHANGING FIC"

五二零 by @gingerbreadmonsters

Your work has literally just changed by entire brain chemistry, molecule by molecule, so it's hard to pick just one 😂 But this one was just so freaking adorable that I wanna just eat it like candy~ 🍬🍭 The adorkableness of your Chinese!Vincent and I live the idea of Lovely calling on the whole gang to decipher their lover's recent eccentricities.

The Stars Know Our Names by MandyMarie

Such a rollercoaster ride from start to finish! 🎢 So many characters to juggle, and what an amazing plot of deception and protection. Avior's desperation theough the many obstacles in the way absolutely kill me, and the big fight floored me!! 💕

a bad moon rising by @ejunkiet

So much emotion in this little fic! David goes missing while on a job on the solstice with his powers going haywire and he runs to where he feels safe - to Angel. The feels!! 🥹💕

The Other Way by @dominimoonbeam

Domini has posted so many amazing AUs and rarepairs that my mind spins~~ it was so hard to choose (but the stand out for me was either this one or Cabin Fever 😳😍) This is so cute and really solidifies David's weakness for Angel 😂 Man is whipped before he even knows it.

Caesura by @frenchiefitzhere

This one really hit me like I didn't expect. 💕💕 Short but powerful dialogue between Avior and Circinus. I love being able to learn more about a music term through a metaphor of the most beautiful headcanon of the layout of Aria (imho)

Just Let Me (Let You) Down by @lovelylonerliterature

So sweet and comforting! 💕 Two (awkward) people caught in their feelings for the other but not wanting to "bother" them by confessing. The way you explored Seer Obscura's access to their powers being a little different to Morgan's is so interesting!! 😁

Soot and Suds by @starlitangels

I love all of your Avior and Starlight fics 💖 but this one just really stood out to me. The way Avior carefully takes care of Starlight in a more human way, with minimal magic, is just so heartwarming. (But that ending? Killed me... I will never get over him cutting himself off mid-word 😭)

only for a night (probably... maybe) by @nat-seal-well (previously sealriously-sealrious)

Huxley (and Damien) looking after a little kitten is just everything I needed in my life~ and then Milo being so eager to share his catdad knowledge is absolutely adorable. I know you've left this fandom, but your Huxley is still 😘💋

Fanart 🎨

@nortyourself's Hush pic

Yeah, not gonna lie, I've stared at this pic much longer than is probably healthy... 😵‍💫 he got me questioning my allegiance to Vincent and everything with that little :3 smirk on his face. 😍 Looks like a cinnamon roll, could definitely kill me.

@free-boundsoul killed me with this Lovely/Vincent art (warning: spicy 🌶)

Based on a little thing I rebelogged about fem!Lovely wearing lingerie before Vincent took it off 😍

@taelonsamada's Gavin in a leather jacket (warning: spicy 🌶🌶)

She honestly deserves godhood for the whole leather jacket series, but that Gavin one is on another level! 😘💋 It still renders me speechless and unable to form thoughts 😁

This comic by @slushiepizza that gave me all the feels

Guy always asserts himself as this happy-go-lucky guy, and Slushie just opens that up, shows us the real emotions inside as his optimism for his dream start to wane. My love for Guy has increased a hundredfold with these comics and oneshot pics 😁💕

@itsdaifuku's Vincent sketches

😍 For so long, Fuku's Vincent was the image in my head when I thought of the Solaire Prince (now he's basically the same, just with platinum hair instead) the pouty bottom lip, painted nails and his need to show off his collarbones are just perfect~~ 💕💖

@sri-rachas' Lovely and Vincent cuddling on the sofa

They're just so cuddly sweet~~ I love their soft expressions and messy hair 😁💕 every time I see it I honestly feel like I've walked into a moment that shouldn't be interrupted and I need to speak in a whisper 😂

Golden Avior by @sincerelywhistler (warning: spicy 🌶)

My God! That audio sent the artists into a spin! 😂 and I loved them all~ I love Avior's eyes here (and everything else~~) The waterfall dripping gold all over him is just b e a u t i f u l 😍

This art of Vega by @pearl-kite

The CONFIDENCE in his pose, and he's got a TAIL!!! 😍 Giving him galaxy skin is such a beautiful choice that I cantsl stop staring at him~~~

Vincent's adorable laugh and Porter looking as cool as a cucumber~ The outfit choices are simply on point 💖 and I love the whole concept of the actor!au

Honestly all of the actor!au by @nais-doodles is amazing, but this one of Porter, Vincent and "Christopher" is my fave

The hoodie audio drawing by @slushrottweiler

What can I say? Angel in peak bratty behaviour and David looking to give them what they want is exactly what the doctor ordered 😂💕 the expressions are

And a special shout out to @floofdeloop

Her amazing playlists and song recs are 😘💋 My musical tastes have been a little stagnant since my self-imposed departure from mainstream listening, so I've learned a lot this year and my Spotify has no idea what hit it 😂

[inchidentally]

https://x.com/charlclerc/status/1749478427239891090?s=20

I think someone here missed the sight of a soaked Oscar <3

ok so big shock!! I'm gonna use this sweet little morsel of Lando pausing in his remaining winter break to look back on that glorious day

to create an absolute smorgasbord of what Suzuka meant to him and to Oscar

I've edited together the most chewable parts of the post race press conference tho tbh it's mostly just removing the parts where Max tries his best to put a slight new twist on answering the exact same questions as last weekend lgflajsg.

so at the start I love the little private smile Lando and Oscar share when Max's fanfare is going on - it gives me a little rueful but also slightly creepy twinning vestal virgins au like are we going to destroy him Lando? yes we are going to destroy him Oscar

(I AM NOT BEING SERIOUS IT'S JUST JOKES).

which is even funnier with what Max leads into about seeing these two goddamn McLarens sandwiching him and for a split second thinking ah so they want to destroy me? oh dear. like Max is very at home on that couch but the presence of these two creatures sharing covert smiles with each other has him (and probably a lot of that room) uneasily wondering if that's all y'know, normal and above board? they're not like... witches, right? haha. crazy!

and I think the cool meticulous way Lando treats his own performance is a really good example of how (in my opinion!) his self-flagellation does need to be reeled in because he's never the sort to be soaring high enough to compensate for those lowest lows. for a while I was undecided but honestly I agree with Martin Brundle, Jenson Button and Oscar who've said (in different ways and indirectly from Oscar) that Lando is far too level-headed and race smart to be hanging his own tender hide out like he does. I so appreciate how measured he was in self-approval over his back to back podiums and no one's asking him to get cocky, but I'd really love to see him match this approach to when he struggles as a driver (and not just a car issue which was the case pre Silverstone).

contrast that with Oscar discussing his own self-criticisms of the weekend but equally saying he'll still relish the maiden podium. and crucially that he can fairly put at least part of his struggles - which he was also meticulous about - down to this being his first time racing at Suzuka. an anon sent an ask about Andrea praising Oscar specifically for his performance there and you can really feel the influence Andrea has had throughout the season on Oscar. because before Silverstone, Oscar had a tendency to monotone lowness and disappointment in himself that bordered dangerously on bitterness and maybe even a fear/doubt of how his rookie season would indeed turn out? but Andrea's approach of optimism, faith in teamwork and specifically in making sure Oscar was looked after while Lando naturally performed so much better, absolutely sank in.

and it makes sense that Oscar as a rookie has so much more mental plasticity when it comes to outside influence - and says a lot about Andrea's leadership too. it's where I wish Lando could have had Andrea as principal from day one too. bc understandably, Lando has graduated to that level of knowing himself so well as a driver relative the drivers around him that there's an existing almost prejudice about himself that the people in charge of guiding him have to overcome.

literally everyone who knows and who matters has said how similar Lando and Oscar are in terms of their approach to the car and their dedication to the team. and I know Andrea has shielded Lando in his own way by saying that it's a champion's mentality to have as much passion and emotion as Lando does. but - and this is honestly such a great piece about Andrea go read it and thank you again to @mecachrome for repping him so much - he also emphasized the positivity that was so crucial to pushing the team through those awful early races. I don't at all blame Lando for getting a bit grim toward himself at times thinking not only about that first race win but also the championship. but I also really hope that between Andrea and Oscar (source: Lando himself!) he can use the lifts of his highs to not sink so low anymore.

skipping back to around the minute mark when Lando says how much more this second place means to him than Singapore because of the double podium and also because of his own performance being better. not to get too ~contentious~ but this is why I really have needed the Singapore high to wear off as fast as it did for Lando when people are discussing Lando's 2023 as a driver and not as part of a ship. absolutely still revel in it in an rpf sense! but like, real life Lando is intensely loyal to his team and y'know what else? he's intensely loyal to loyalty. which is precisely what Oscar has been proving to McLaren since signing that pre-contract the summer before. it took an entire court case for Oscar to get to McLaren and he was met with a wall of hate coming from three sides. comment sections were filled with people celebrating McLaren's 2023 initial struggles and vilifying Oscar for how much he was costing them (in every sense) for paying out Daniel. and it was the Suzuka weekend when Oscar agreed immediately to extend his contract further.

Lando had a front row seat for all of that once the season started. and considering how few races Oscar's dad and Lily were able to make due to being on the other side of the world and final year of school respectively, Oscar spent a fair amount of that time getting to grips with being in F1, and the particular pressure and stress from media and fans, largely alone in terms of a private life. so it says so much about how well he was repaid by the team and also by Lando for keeping his cool and putting in the extra hours and keeping the faith.

and around 2 mins "we have two drivers up fighting for those positions" "we can help one another and use one another". that tandem the two of them have achieved before the season is even over was largely formed when the car was fighting against them. as was the case with Carlos and then Daniel and truly every other F1 driver, Lando did NOT have to intervene or take on a specific responsibility toward Oscar. F1 drivers aren't pack animals, they move through their careers alone and are happy if they can be buddies with their partner. so to see Lando as the number one show faith in Oscar and stand up for him and receive that trust and faith in return is so unique. Lando controlled that as much as Andrea did - maybe even more considering how he says he feels Oscar is so similar to him in a lot of ways. it's not uncommon for charismatic guys like Lando, Carlos and Daniel to make friends with their team mate.

but I think the whole "Lando effect" thing has actually been a huge disservice to what Lando has put into the partnership with Oscar. in this interview early on in the season, he says how Oscar is really quiet and that it's just how most people are in their first year and "we'll change him". but as we've seen, Oscar didn't end up changing and funnily enough the hanging out he and Lando do off the track has been as private and only alluded to as the rest of Oscar's private life. Lando got a lot of Oscar on his camera (again, a lot we haven't gotten to see yet) but really there was no big transformation in terms of Oscar becoming one of the charismatic personalities of the grid. and yet he and Lando only got closer and more supportive of each other in all the ways that matter to a partnership. so I think it's a much bigger credit to Lando that he learned to understand Oscar's personality better and still found ways to establish that sense of trust and loyalty without a bromance or a bunch of common interests to act as glue.

when they do that slightly eerie, intense active listening when the other is speaking, it's them having a synchronicity that has nothing to do with how guys usually bond. (that's why my vestal virgins au yes I know it's weird)

Lando wasn't in any position of power for any of that to be relevant with Carlos or Daniel - Carlos was so far advanced already in his career and Daniel had his thing going on w McLaren that Lando had no control over (and rightly didn't respond to people demanding he show some kind of shame?? or partake in the blame). so loyalty never really played a part in his partnerships with those two, whereas (and maybe as a result of that) Lando's loyalty to McLaren as a team only grew each season. so seeing someone close to his own age but far behind in experience, work so hard and prove so early on that he wants to stay, absolutely brought out a pride from Lando for Oscar that I really hope he will also extend to himself more. major Zak Brown levels of back pats to Lando.

and side note but it needs to no longer be a question or point of contention when Lando says that Silverstone and then the double podiums are superior races for him. Lando loves his F1 buddies, absolutely. but Lando didn't burn through junior championships by favoring his buddies. he loves racing and his team more. and he sure didn't get that second place podium in Singapore because of a buddy, it was because of the position he'd put himself in. just like how Carlos would have given DRS to anyone behind him who was on older tires like he was to ensure that win. like, let's remember the manic obsession that has brought these men to where they are. buddies are a part-time thing. rpf is my meat and drink but I'll never confuse it up with that reality lol.

4:45 the Senna-Prost comparison - and I could probably get all deep about the youngest generation referring to those old bitter alpha male rivalries as something long gone (but I won't). but it's a really good call-back to Monza and the coming together because there's Oscar's ability to see his performance clearly and where it went wrong for him leading to that third place and not higher. and god, I am in no way saying that it's possible to compare Lando being in his fifth season without a race win to a rookie celebrating his first podium. I just really hope that Lando reminds himself that he's come of age in F1 in the Max Verstappen era and that in the cool down room at Qatar, Oscar giddily thanked Mercedes for clearing a path for him. that it doesn't always have to be pure perfection and pace to keep him afloat. sometimes points are points and serendipity plays her part.

"I've been drowned by Lando in champagne" god I will never be over Lando's smug toothy smile

and I will also never be over the way Lando went from clearly dreading being the "older/experienced" teammate and not knowing what to make of Oscar's quiet, reserved personality, to the intense proprietary authority of practically holding Oscar up by his collar like a prize cat in Suzuka and saying "this is mine! I helped make this what it is! look how good this is!"

all while baptizing him in champagne <3