#but i will platonically blush

[caffeinatedopossum]

Me: I have standards! I'm not the type of person who just falls in love with anyone whose nice to me

Also me whenever someone uses my name: 😳

[the-writing-mobster]

| FRANSWEEK Day 1 ~ blush | Baby Face AU | 💖 🤘🏻 |

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@fransweek

| Day 1 💖 | Day 2 ♠️ | Day 3 🫀 | Day 4 🔪 | Day 5 🫶🏻 | Day 6 💎 | Day 7 💋 |

[qprconcepts]

qpp who never shuts tf up x qpp who:

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads

The Spider And Her Demons

YA Australian urban fantasy/horror

about a Malaysian-Chinese girl who’s half spider-demon, just trying to keep her head down and survive high school

when she accidentally kills and eats a man in front of the most popular girl at school, they strike up a strange friendship and she starts to learn more about herself and the supernatural world

aroacespec/sapphic ish

[originalaccountname]

I'm watching Dead Apple and seeing the cemetery and Bar Lupin scenes and by the way I fully, deeply believe Dazai had romantic feelings for Oda. Call it a crush or being in love, but add it on top of their established friendship. I also fully believe the thought never even crossed Oda's mind; he's simply not likely to consider romance at all. Maybe if things had gone differently, if they'd gotten older and better, then maybe that would have led somewhere. No one, not even Asagiri, can convince me otherwise.

[politemagic]

wait ok so consider stalker IV following you around while you're starting a new job in a new city and he's watching and making sure no one on earth gets near you, and when some guy does... and oh okay just

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It was cold, dark, and I was desperate for some chicken lo mein. I had found a decent place, on the edge of the city after two weeks of experiments with random takeout joints. The bag was too hot, plastic handles knotted together and I was nearly jogging back to my apartment. I could feel eyes on me. They were ever present, had been since I'd moved here. I'd grown used to the feeling of an intense gaze on the back of my neck.

But now, there were footsteps. Close. Too close. I paused, listening to see if they were still following me. They were. I began to attempt to cross the street. The footsteps followed. My palms grew slick against the steaming bag of food. I didn't dare glance backwards. I hadn't thought the eyes were a real person, just the transition from a small town to a city. Under the din, I could make it out now - there were two sets of footsteps right behind me. No, no, no, this cannot be happening to me. I slid past a dark alley and that was when I heard a new noise. Feet, dragging. Muffled yelling, as though a palm was pressed to a mouth. It sounded as though someone had grabbed someone else and shoved them into the alley or something.

I turned around. A man, broad back to me, had another man pinned against the alley wall. The pinned man was a greasy, lanky looking creep with dead eyes. Definitely someone who would follow unsuspecting people around.

"Hey, c'mon man, I didn't know she was yours," the guy wheezed out. The other guy, the attacker, jammed a brutal fist into the creep's stomach. Pain burst across the creep's features. His mouth opened, the attacker jerked his arm again, and blood trickled out of his mouth. Holy shit, he just stabbed that guy!

"You'll never make that mistake again," the guy growled, before lowering the creep to the ground. He turned, kind of awkward, on his knees and looked up at me. Dark blue eyes pinned me in place. A mask obscured most of his face. He cocked his head. I heard him swallow.

"Did I do good?"

KKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEEEE

he’s coming home with me. we’re sharing the chicken lo mein because a good boy indeed.

@moonchild-in-blue ARE YOU SEEING THIS?????

more thoughts below because i’m feeling it today✨

he’s not wild about my sketchy apartment complex, he’s seen enough dirtbags go through that door to feel uneasy leaving me by myself. who’s to say one of them won’t get any ideas down in the laundry room?

“how are you feeling?” he asked worriedly.

“a little shaken, i won’t lie. but i’m lucky you were there,”

his chest surged with pride, the weight of his knife in his pocket a reminder of the lengths he would go to for his darling.

“i would never let anyone else hurt you.”

i wasn’t sure if it was the shock from the earlier encounter or the protective glint in his eyes, but against my better judgement…

“would you… would you stay with me? just for tonight?”

iv slept on the side of the bed closest to the door, a warm, protective arm pressing my back against his chest. i couldn’t deny that i slept easier with him beside me, living alone in the city had been a bit nerve-wracking.

maybe that was why i didn’t say anything when i saw him waiting for me after work with an outstretched hand.

“ready to go home?”

it has been a ✨day✨ and you sent this when i was on my second drink so you get tipsy em word vomit <3

[the-spooky-children]

I haven't drawn Skid and Pump in quite awhile so here's a very messy rough sketch of them as teens that I did in 30 minutes :D

[sparkledbun-random]

IM DYING GAHHH-

I recently joined an epic discord server for greeks and we are singing translated parts of the musical (we've translated our own!) and i tried for fun Apollos part, and THEY COMPLIMENTED ME I CAN'T-

i rly rly don't like my voice, a d cronge every time I hear muself talking or singing, so this is new

[im-the-antonymph-of-your-mom]

Why did Marcille get so intensely flustered when Laios reacted to her and Izutsumi's entrance?

What did she think he was going to say? I didn't think she'd be that overwhelmed if he was just calling her beautiful in some way, so it seems like it'd be something else, but I can't think of anything.

[wildtornado-o]

I THINK. they should get to have a sleepover at some point. It would be so cute...

Ko-fi Link!

Text under the cut:

[Text:

Marinette - You've really never had your nails painted?

Félix - Never seemed like something i would enjoy (Didnt have friends)

Kagami - Mother never allowed it.

Next panel:

Marinette - Project sleepover is a go!!]

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

What's your number one way to make Hotch blush? Like in your everyday life what would be your one move that could always make his cheeks and ears glow red, even after months or years of trying it

Ah yes my platonic Romeo<3. I have some thoughts for you on this.

I've got a few ways 🤭. I think he still blushes if you randomly come over and kiss his cheek or neck even after years of being with you! When he's shown random love and affection (even though it should have been that way in his past) he loves it, but he was never used to it so I believe he still gets a little blushy 🤭.

When you give him random compliments! "You look really good in that suit, Aaron. The shirt is tighter and it makes you look so sexy like that" THAT definitely gets him to blush and smile and look away all shy<3333. Especially when you compliment him when you're in public and other people are around. Maybe if you say something a little more....personal? "Aaron your butt looks great in those" in front of the team? Ohhhh he's blushing SO HARD.

And one of my FAVOURITE ways would be randomly squeezing his cheeks 🤭😏. For no reason other than appreciating his beautiful bum! Giving it little squeezes and small slaps occasionally (literally all the time lmao) it makes him blush<3.

OR if you randomly grabbed his face in public and started making out with him? Blushy blushy he is 🥰🫶. (And panting 😵‍💫😵‍💫)

Hope you like these<3. Your platonic Juliet would love some more of these thoughts 🤭🫶.

[msnihilist]

Screenshots somebody’s DNI and has one herself saying no antis or busybodies. Cool. It’s the internet. Anything goes. That means I can rb your fanfics and save them for editing the way you save art that isn’t incestuous.

I mean, if you want to download my fics and comb through all of that incest and underage smut, that's your prerogative, man. Hope you get a boner out of it, then maybe you'll calm down 💕

[flower-blossoms654]

me when it comes to my platonic relationships because yes, you are my friend but you are also so much more.

my family suggests that I should feel closer to them because they'll always be there but the words feel empty and cold because they don't really know me. they know the palatable version of me. she loves less fiercely. she is more tame. she is quiet and reserved. a pretty picture digestible because of its conformity.

my friends know me through bared teeth and open wounds. they know all the colors of my fur even down to my thick undercoat. they see me wild as I learn from every misstep and every ugly cackle of laughter. I am learning to be unafraid of being this unpalatable beast because I do not need to be perfect to be loved.

every time I think of my friends, I think of every time I have written about love: wide, beaming smiles and sunlight you can soak in and memories and cozy feelings that you can hold and wrap around your finger.

my friends are that warm foxhole, dark and hidden from the world. so comfortable and safe that you can fall asleep amongst the furs and each other and never startle even as you wake.

they are the reason I can understand that a house is different from a home.

[gunstellations]

rk800 💙 rk900

[lily-ohfally]

WoL QotD: How is your WoL/OC with PDA? Do they shy away from it or are they very affectionate in public without a second thought? Whether to their friends, family or lover(s)?

Follow up: What's their limit? Is hand holding too much or will they straight up just smooch their partner in public?

[tiredaalienn]

So

There was a huge gap from my last Saiki post so I'm gonna remind you that this is in fact a Saiki k fan blog!

So take this cute aikechi!