#but now you've also got this dork- THIS DORK (who i adore with my heart and fucking soul oml) who's having the fucking time of his life

[jtownraindancer]

ohhhhh trust me.... i know.........

#hes so dad coded

[goldendoodlerlockerlove]

Are y'all ready to see my updated wall of art??

But Doodler, won't you have to take all of that down when you have to move out of your dorm for the summer??

Hush. Let me have this. I worked too hard for this beautiful art wall, and I don't want to think about when I'll have to take it down yet.

I'm going to go from the top left all the way to the bottom right, tag every artist who made all the art you see here, and give a little backstory to the art!!

--Starting at the top left, we have Gene as Cat Stevens, which is an adorable sketch that @koko-raccoon made for me for Halloween when I invaded their inbox for trick-or-treating.

--This is a mini-comic I just Commissioned from @drawthethingdoppelganger of Gene and my Bob's Burgers OC, Alexis. I gave her the roughest and most rushed reference sketch to work with, and she did an incredible job. I'm never getting over the fact that she put a Mickey Mouse on Alexis' shirt and a music note on Gene's overalls. It's so beautiful and perfect and adorable and precious and--

--Here's a sketch I requested from @jae-is-drawing of Bob and Linda in the rain and Linda giving Bob a lil' kiss on his cheek 🥺 They seriously went above and beyond for this sketch, it's so freaking gorgeous and sweet. I can't believe they laid down colors, and did some shading, and lighting too!! They're so talented.

--Then, below the Cat Stevens drawing, is another piece from @koko-raccoon that they surprised me with. They made an adorable piece of my Gravity Falls, OC, Maggie, and her younger, triplet siblings, Dipper and Mabel!! It's the cutest thing ever, I'm so obsessed.

--Then we've got a sketch request that I got from @devilh0rnsinc, and it's so freaking adorable!! I asked them to draw Gene and Alexis sharing a milkshake, and they delivered. I can't stop thinking about them going on a milkshake date now.

--Then, below the Mystery Triplets piece, we've got a Commission I got from @alyssaerin of my sister's and my Animal Crossing characters, who is an extremely sweet and talented artist. I have to thank her once again for being so patient with me throughout the process of when I Commissioned her because I had to cancel my first request, and then when I actually got a request moving, I was a bit picky about the details, pfffft. But it turned out amazing and wonderful.

--Next to that, we've got another @drawthethingdoppelganger piece, and this piece she completely surprised me with. She drew up this fantastic, gorgeous, and colorful piece of Gene (inspired by AJR) and dedicated it to me!! I'm still not over it. Look at his wonderful, flowy hair and his outfit!!

--Then, we've got a Gravity Falls piece I Commissioned from @itscalliebeanie (she's only on Instagram, she doesn't have a Tumblr), of my OCs Maggie and Sydney being adorable dorks together. It came out so sweet and it makes me so happy looking at it. I adore Sydney's guitar. She also did such a good job drawing the shoes!!

--Then we've got the first piece I Commissioned from DT, which yes, I am still not over. It's Bob and Linda based on my "Linda is deaf" AU, and takes place during the episode Something Old, Something New, Something Bob Caters For You, which explains the super cute outfits. But if you've seen my Tumblr at all, you already know all of this, as I've rambled about this piece way too much. But she just did the greatest job on it. Their expressions?? The way you can see Bob signing "yes" with his hand?? Perfect. No notes.

--Next to that, we've got a Boblin piece that DT sketched up and dedicated to me and it makes me so 🥺 Look at them being so happy together. I swear, I am so unwell about Boblin.

--And finally, at the very bottom, we've got a piece I Commissioned from @carnivaldemon of Gene and Alexis. It came out so cute I actually squealed, giggled, and kicked my legs when she sent it to me. The way Alexis is holding an ice cream cone and has a heart on their shirt?? The way Gene is wearing overalls and holding his keyboard and leaning over to kiss Alexis on the cheek?? I can't. Yes, all of those things are things I specifically requested, but still--

[breitzbachbea]

But rereading my old work today while doubling down on a tonal shift really shows me that I am on a good path on writing the story I want. And that it's a very different story from the one I used to write.

It is so obvious in the old scene that I wanted Robert to be cool and in control. Upset but unaffected by his subordinate's fuckups. Lone wolf works best. Strikes terror into the hearts of all, because of course he does. And he is so belittling. Oh my god he is so belittling - in much the same way he is in the new draft in the scene with Harry and Michele, but he is so much more verbose in the old one. He is like a haughty bond villain and a 80s macho action hero rolled into one. He is supposed to be cool but also very clearly not the brightest in his tiny interaction with Tahir. It's so grotesque.

And Charlie was so cool, too! Kept a calm head whilst being insulted and threatened - and so concerned with his ego still. Being patronizing to Robert, being upset by his remarks about how he is too weak to save his boss and still so calm. It is so blatantly clear that his rage was supposed to be righteous. That he was supposed to be our cool and calm hero, the quippy one who of course gets the upper hand and will right the wrongs committed against him.

Such a farce.

And now, in the new version, Robert's angry. Of course, still belittling, still thinking he's got this, but much more aggressive and less maudlin on. And very down to earth when it comes to trying to set the rules. It's not about him being cool. It is about him being ruthless and pissed-off and a little bit too much into the entire thing. He is supposed to be respectable, but at the same time frightening in his ruthlessness. In his eagerness to deal out punishment. He's not here to taunt the Irish - he is here to bash their face in and only taunt them when it's convenient. Violence first, domination second.

And Charlie? Charlie too isn't cool. He, too, is frightening. Like Paddy. Because you watch these two guys, who you've seen joking for the past six chapters, be dorks and insecure and caring for each other, go deadly serious. They're not that different from Robert and Arthur, are they now? Sure, the English started it. Sure, they only want Harry back. But does that justify the means? Are they the good guys when they very callously hold someone hostage and are ready to kill him, in cold blood? No hemming and hawwing about it. No 'Don't make me do this' at Robert in the sense of 'Don't make me be so inhuman.' No, it's only 'Don't make me do this' in the sense of 'Don't make me kill one of your resources. Don't make me hurt you.' No value ascribed to human life aside from Harry's.

No one's cool in this. Good.

And here is the end of the vomit draft that made me think about this:

There. Around a corner. He could hear them. Whispering amongst themselves. He whistled. "Jig's up," he said. "If you come out with hands raised, I might /not/ just shoot you in the face." "I could say the same." God that was Higgins. For fuck's sake. "You and what army? Show your fucking face if you're a man!" "God, schoolyard taunts we're doing? Robert, be sensible once in your life. We've got one of yours, so you are gonna tell me where you have one of ours." "Anyone can talk a big game about that," Robert answered. "Well, I've got two guns and your cub got none," O'Neill said. "So you will tell me where's Harry and no one gets hurt." "You're not the one who makes demands here. Taylor!" What followed and thank God for his calm at the trigger finger, was Edward being pushed in the hallway, hands up. Looking deeply, deeply ashamed as was appropriate. "Great. Now I've got mine back." Robert grinned. "And what about yours?" Before Taylor, could take a step, he was held back by O'Neill, who was 'wise' enough to step into frame with Higgins. God, him holding the gun was adorable. "Where's Harry?" O'Neill asked again. "One against the other," Higgins reminded him. Robert rolled his eyes. "I think you're playing your cards a little wrong. Your boss against a henchman?" "So you don't care if we blow his brain out?" O'Neill asked, matter-of-factly and very, very unempathetic. Oh dear lord, he could see the fear in Taylor's eyes. "I didn't say that," Robert said. "I'm just saying that if that's your gambit, it's a terrible one." "It's worth a try." O'Neill said and unlocked his gun.

[rosentinted]

SAMPLE 002. jeon jungkook | childhood friends to lovers au

Jeon Jungkook is a man of paradox. He is simultaneously a hunk who has been working out after high school to gain muscle, and a dork who rants passionately about his games and animes. He is simultaneously hot with his sculpted body and picturesque visage, and adorable with his big doe eyes and pouty lips. He is simultaneously annoying with his constant teasing and playing around, and comforting with his innate ability to know what to do without being told a single word.

He is both your childhood best friend... and your current crush.

How did this happen? You can't be too sure yourself. At first, he really is just your best friend since the start of high school. All the sleepovers and late night gaming sessions had been nothing but platonic, and in your eyes, they still are. But recently, it seems like every time he comes to sleep over at your apartment and every time he hangs out with you all feel like it has a deeper meaning. A romantic connotation that you can't shake off.

And before you delve deeper into those thoughts, his voice brings you back into reality. He calls your name again, and your eyes focus on him.

You are in his apartment for your usual gaming session. The screen of the TV flashes with a victory screen on his end and a defeat on yours.

"You okay?" he asks. His big doe eyes searches your face, and his brows scrunch up in worry. "You were spacing out again."

You can spend the rest of eternity just getting lost in his eyes, but his look of concern grounds you back to reality. You shake your head and give him a smile. "Yeah. No, yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't get enough sleep last night."

He knows all your habits and routines, and if he can tell you're lying, he doesn't say anything about it.

"Are you having nightmares?" he asks instead.

"You could say that."

Because in your dreams, Jungkook is your boyfriend. The sweetest and kindest man you've ever dated, and also the most romantic. The dream is usually set in a romantic date spot like at the beach during sunset or a walk in a rose garden with your hands intertwined. You still get butterflies when you remember them. His soft gaze and sweet smile, the phantom touch of his lips on yours. Then he faces you, calls your name, and gets down on one knee.

Your heart races, soars even.

He beckons a child who looks so much just like him from somewhere out of your peripheral, and says, "I'd like you, my best friend, to meet my son."

Your heart crashes. The floor beneath you disappears, and you wake up with a jolt.

He calls your name again, and you're back at his apartment. The screens still shows the same thing, but his hand is now on your shoulder.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?"

But how can you tell Jungkook that you were in love with him without damaging all your years of friendship?

What if he doesn't like you back and feels awkward around you when you confess? What if he starts to distance himself from you because of it?

Or, worst of all, what if he already loves someone else?

What if he already has someone waiting for him?

As his best friend, you probably would be the first one to know. Jungkook is currently not dating anyone, though he is known to sleep around a bit.

"...meet my son," your mind echoes his dreamself's words.

What if he accidentally got one of his hookups pregnant?

Jeon Jungkook? Careless with his hookups? As if!

Jungkook is close enough that you can count his lashes if you wanted. His eyes looks at you, his mouth hangs open, and his hand squeezes your shoulder.

What if... you just took a chance?

In a beat, you close your eyes, pull him close, and kiss him on the lips with the passion of a thousand burning suns. He stiffens, unsure what to do. His lips are as soft as you imagine, and his scent intoxicates you. This is everything you thought it would be.

But the moment passes.

You pull away and open your eyes to see his confused expression. His hand hovers over your shoulder, his mouth hangs open in surprise, and his big doe eyes looks straight through you.

Oh God... What did you just do?

[ridiculousimplicity]

Heartstopper Ep 8

Charlie..never say that things would be better if you didn't exist. Never say that. You mean so much to your family, to your friends, to Nick and Nellie and countless others.

Fuck those idiots who think that they can bully you and make your life miserable and who blame you for their own stupid mistakes. They are not human beings. They're just plain idiots.

Oh Tao, you've got it so wrong. He didn't forget you. He was biding his time to tell you because you showed the most animosity towards Nick and were fiercely protective of him. He cares so much about you, hon. (TnT) Oh god, I dunno what to do..

Listen to yourself, Tao. You should talk to him too. Good going, Nick!

This entire conversation between Tao and Nick during lunch is so significant. Never have they had a one on one conversation and that too about Charlie. Do you see how much you love Charlie, Tao? Do you see how much you love Charlie, Nick? Do you see how much Charlie loves you two, you dorks?!

Ben is such an attention seeker. xD Honey, nobody giving you any clout. Buzz off.

CHARLIE!! You are growing up, boy! Yess, take the reigns of your life in your own hands and flip the people off who aren't worth your time!

Seriously, we all know Ben hates himself for having feelings for a boy and how he projected that anger and shame onto Charlie to feel better about himself.

Aww.. You two friends (Char & Tao) are making me tear up! Go have fun, it's sports day, babies! :D

Aww.. I wanna frame that picture Tao's made! :D

There was a moment there between Tao and Elle! *gasp* But Elle went ahead and broke it! xD

OMG!!! Tao can feel it to NOW!!! *squealing in joy*

"..as some teenagers crash into each other and fall over repeatedly."

Never have I heard such a hilarious description of rugby in my entire life! Bahahahaha..🤣

Woah! It was so filmy to see Nick throw the ball and focus entirely on Charlie.

And don't think I didn't notice Imogen feeling happy to see Nick and Charlie. :)

My heart! (TuT) Let me bawl my eyes out in peace and in happiness, of course!

Everyone should be able to have a partner who loves you, respects you and your wishes, and doesn't let you make stupid decisions like leave them just because you think you're a nuisance to them and/or decide that they'd be happy if you didn't exist. It's a two way street, hons, remember that!

Nick's confession and desire to be with Charlie is so heartfelt and the right recipe to make Charlie believe in himself!

The photocard is adorable! (*u*) Hahahha.. Nick screaming out into the ocean made me feel so giddy and happy!

I live for NickChar hugs! (TuT) *sniff sniff sniff*

Their beach outing is just the sweetest and no one can tell me otherwise!

When Nick started speaking to his mother, I held my breath for a long, long time and I let it all out in one big sigh of relief when I saw how supportive and loving she was. Oh my gods! This scene touched my heart so much! I understood Nick's fear and also his courage to let his mum know what was happening and basically be honest with her.

I love this show! What a beautiful story! :D

Can't wait for season 2!

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 (𝐻𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑗𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔×𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟) 𝑅𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐾𝑖𝑚 𝐻𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑗𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔 (𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧)/ 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 (𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒)

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡

♡♡ 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚, 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 @seacottons ♡♡

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Hongjoong tapped his pencil on the notepad impatiently, sighing for the 7th time in the minute that passed. He looked at the clock, signaling that it was almost 10:30.

Maybe I shouldn't have asked her to come. It's already late.

He had a tendency to forget that unlike him, most individuals don't like to stay up at odd hours of the night, especially not to work. But he always worked better and got inspired more during the nights. Something about the dark blue sky, crystal glittering stars and even the bustling sounds of the city awakened his senses, enticing him to start writing lyrics down, or play a few melodies on his piano. Of course, sometimes he had the usual composer's block, struggling to come up with the right music or words. Or he ended up feeling lonely and in need of comfort.

That's where Y/N came in. He'd always call her up and asked her if she wouldn't mind keeping him company, a pout always on his lips, almost like a child expecting to be refused. But she'd always be there for him, and he truly appreciated it. And tonight, he was particularly antsy about seeing her. He was getting anxious as more and more time passed and she was nowhere to be seen. Not even a text saying where she was exactly at the moment.

He was about to pick up his phone again to check up on her, when the rattling of the doorknob let him know someone was outside. He had obviously locked the door, never liking to be disturbed by anyone, so he wasn't surprised to hear the person on the other side knock. He got up and opened the door.

"Hi! I'm here!"

A dripping Y/N scurried inside the studio room, getting as close as she could to the heater that was next to the couch. Hongjoong stared in shock as a tiny wet trail was left on the carpet.

"Baby, did you walk here?" He asked, his voice full of concern.

"Well yeah....." She fidgeted with the sleeves of her sweater. "I didn't know it was going to rain and the weather didn't seem too cold, but then tiny sprinkles turned to a heavy downpour.....

But I'm here now!" She said that last part more enthusiastically, trying to ease his mind a little.

But now he felt even more bad than before. She could easily have gotten sick and it would have been his fault.

"You could have just taken a cab back home love."

Y/N pouted at him.

"I know...but I wanted to see you."

His heart melted at her words. She said the same words he had been thinking all night long. Taking small steps, he threw his hoodie over his head and held it out to her.

"Here. You'll catch a cold if you stay in those wet clothes. Take them off and put this on. I'll go see if I can find some towels somewhere."

Y/N nodded and took it. She began unzipping her sweater as Hongjoong went out the door to check the supply closet at the end of the hallway. By pure luck, there was a wide array of freshly cleaned towels on the top rack. He grabbed 3 and placed them underneath his arm before closing the door and making his way back to the studio room.

"I found some towels for-"

He stopped abruptly when he saw Y/N standing there, completely naked. His eyes trailed down her body, some parts still dewy from the rain.

"What? You said to take my clothes of." She reminded him, snapping him out of his trance.

He cleared his throat.

"Well yeah.... I just assumed you'd keep your underwear on."

Y/N chuckled.

"But then your hoodie would get wet, then what would we do Einstein?"

Hongjoong smiled shyly. "I guess you have a point there."

Y/N was about to take a towel from him, but he pulled his arm away before she could reach for it.

"Allow me love."

He began patting her shoulders with the towel, getting some of the wet drops off them. Then he bunched some of her hair in the towel, squeezing any excess water out.

"Let me know if I accidentally pull too hard."

Y/N knew that wouldn't happen. He was always so careful and gentle when it came to these things. Once he was done with that, he discarded that towel and replaced it with another one.

"Jesus, did you get sucked inside a hurricane?" He teased her.

"You're so mean. I wouldn't even be in this condition if you didn't ask me to come." She retaliated.

"I know. I know love."

His hands began traveling down her torso, rubbing softly at her skin. He kept his gaze away when he swiped the towel across her breasts, making Y/N snort.

"Hongjoong, you've seen me naked at least 7 times. Stop acting so innocent."

He blushed at her words and hesitated to continue his task of drying her.

"Here, let me finish."

She took the towel away from him and finished the task he couldn't. She took the hoodie he had given her and threw it over her head, the length of it barely covering up to her mid-thighs, but it would have to do.

"You can turn around now, you drama queen." She rolled her eyes at his acting.

He turned his head and his heart fluttered as it usually did whenever she'd wear any of his clothing. It was kind of a reminder that she was his and his only, a sort of sense of ownership over her, as outrageous as it sounded. But Hongjoong would be the first to admit that he was indeed possessive over Y/N. She was just so beautiful and precious to him, he couldn't help but think that way at times.

He leaned and just pulled her into an embrace, holding her as if he hadn't seen her in years. Y/N reciprocated the action by wrapping her arms around his waist, getting the hint that he wanted to stay in that position for a while. He began caressing the back of her head, her hair still humid, but he didn't care. His other hand ran up and down her back, occasionally drawing random shapes into it.

Before he knew it, he was placing kisses on the side of her face, eventually kissing her forehead and resting his lips there. Y/N smiled fondly at that. Forehead kisses were Hongjoong's way of telling her he adored and cherished her profusely. He mentioned it to her one day when he had done that more often than any other times. Ever since then, she loved it when he did it, now knowing there was a meaning behind his actions.

Pulling back, he cupped her cheeks and squished them gently. Puckering his lips, he moved her face side to side, cooing softly at her.

"Who could not fall in love with such a cute face like this?"

She cringed at his words, but Hongjoong knew better. She did have a love-hate relationship with him babying her.

"You're such a dork." She let out a tiny yawn after she said those words.

Hongjoong pouted. "Oh love. I'm sorry for making you come out so late."

She shook her head.

"It's fine. Did you want something in particular?"

Hongjoong hummed softly, thinking about it. He wanted to hold her, that was for sure. But he also knew he wanted to try something, if she was up for it. Smirking, he brushed some hair off her face.

"Well.... I still have a few verses left to finish. What do you say if we try a little..... cockwarming?"

Y/N's ears perked up at the idea.

"Cockwarming?"

"Yes think about it love. Me nestled inside you, while you take a nap on my lap until I finish the song?" He looked to her with hopeful eyes.

She eyed him suspiciously.

"And what about when you're done?"

Hongjoong wiggled his eyebrows.

"Well, if you're not too tired, we could try something else."

Y/N giggled.

"Are you sure you'll be able to control yourself?"

Hongjoong smiled before picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Only one way to find out love."

He set her down on his desk and began unzipping his pants. Taking his cock out, he stroked himself a few times before sitting down on his chair. Turning his attention back to Y/N, he pulled her off the desk, placing her on top of his thighs. He licked his fingers before slipping them in between her folds, wanting to make sure she was wet enough so it wouldn't hurt her in any way. He slowly slid them in and out of her, occasionally scissoring them, stretching her out. He glimpsed over at Y/N, who was biting her lip as she tried not to let out any noises.

"You worry about me, but I think it's you who won't be able to resist." He chuckled.

Y/N rolled her eyes. "We'll see."

Satisfied with his job, Hongjoong lifted her up and maintained eye contact as he slowly sank her down onto his length. They both moaned at the warm feeling, it had been so long since they were like this. Y/N let her legs dangle and she rested her face on his shoulder. Hongjoong wrapped his arms around her.

"Take a rest. I'll be done soon enough"

Y/N mumbled something incoherently, already dozing off thanks to Hongjoong's warmth and his scent that she loved inhaling. Muttering a small 'cute', he went back to work.

The words were now flowing even smoother than before. He always did say he worked a lot better if Y/N was around. The others would always think he was just being delusional, but he disagreed. Her presence just makes him more calm, serene and helps him focus. He'd often joke about her being his muse, but even she would often roll her eyes at his statement.

He didn't know how much time had passed, all he could hear was the sound of his pencil scribbling on the paper and Y/N's faint breathing on his neck. Once in a while, he'd give her thigh a gentle squeeze or kiss her arm that was wrapped around his other shoulder, where her head wasn't. He had completely forgotten he was even inside her.

He was only reminded of it when he looked at the time that was marking that it was almost midnight. He debated whether to wake her up and take her home, or rearrange the couch so it could become a bed. Eden was the one who suggested keeping a sofa that could turn into a bed, and even kept a couple pillows and blankets in the studio since Hongjoong practically lived there at times.

But then again, she looked so comfortable and peaceful, and it wouldn't be the first time he slept in the chair. Turning off the light, he began closing his eyes, wanting to drift off to sleep as well.

But then Y/N shifted in her sleep, causing Hongjoong to jolt up and hold her hips, thinking she was going to fall. She groaned softly and shifted even more, causing his cock to twitch.

Oh my God.

He thought he was doing so well, and he could cool himself down, but the feeling was too good. Without thinking about it, he began to gently roll his hips up against hers, ever so slightly so as to not wake her up. At least that was the plan.

He smiled mischievously though when he heard her moan against his ear. He could feel her growing wetter, making it easier for him to slip in and out of her.

"Fuck." He whispered to himself.

He was getting even more turned on by the fact he was practically fucking his girlfriend while she was asleep. He shouldn't get aroused by that fact, but he was. And to know that even in her sleep she was moaning boosted his ego.

Y/N fluttered her eyes open, whimpering slightly at being woken up with an intense need. She lifted her face and was met with Hongjoong's face, his eyes full of lust and desire as he continued rolling his hips against hers.

"I'm sorry baby. It was just too tempting."

He apologized, but she knew he wasn't the least bit sorry. And she wasn't mad either way. It was definitely one of the best ways to wake up. She placed her hands on his shoulders, to steady herself as she began grinding down on him, not wanting him to have his fun only. Hongjoong hissed at the change of pace, loving the way she looked: in his hoodie, on top of him and desperate to get some release.

Hongjoong's hands went to her waist, pressing her closer to him as he kissed her passionately, his tongue slipping inside hers. His hands wandered inside the hoodie, cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples, causing her to shudder and tighten around his cock.

Hongjoong pulled back, gasping for air.

"Fuck baby. If- if you keep doing that, I w-won't be able to last much longer." He told her, trying to hold back as much as he could.

Y/N chuckled and challenged him.

"Then make me cum."

Oh. Those 4 words always set Hongjoong off. One of his hands went down between her legs, his thumb playing around with her clit. His lips attached themselves to her neck as he sucked and nibbled on all her sensitive places, having memorized all of them. All of that, plus the way his strokes got even deeper and faster had Y/N whimpering and panting above him. Hongjoong pulled back only to tease her:

"What? You asked me to make you cum and that's what you're going to get love."

His free hand wrapped around her neck, squeezing it enough to make her dizzy, but not harshly. He growled in her ear:

"Now do it baby. Cum all over my cock. I want to feel you come undone before I fill up your pretty little pussy with my cum."

She threw her head back as she clenched around him, his words being the final straw for her to break and release all over him with a soft cry of his name. She hid her face on his neck, gripping him tightly as he helped her ride out her orgasm. Her walls clenching and squeezing him tightly had him coming undone seconds after her. She felt his hot cum coat her walls, his voice muttering curses as his movements stilled, trying to catch his breath.

After a minute, Hongjoong looked back at her.

"Baby? You good?"

She nodded. "Tired."

"I know love. Hold on."

Getting up, still inside her, he walked over to the couch and set her down. He began to miss her warmth as soon as he pulled out of her. Grabbing one of the previously acquired towels, he wiped her inner thighs where some of his cum had dripped out.

Y/N was pretty much half asleep by now. So Hongjoong tried to move her as little as possible as he adjusted the couch to turn it into a bed. Grabbing one of the blankets from under his desk, he covered Y/N with it and layed down next to her, pulling her against his chest.

He stared at her sleeping figure for a while, admiring her features and smiling to himself. His finger traced her lips slowly before he pecked them with tenderness.

"I love you Y/N."

He wasn't expecting her to answer, but she surprised him when she unconsciously nestled herself closer to him and mumbled 'I love you' back to him, causing him to giggle at her cuteness.

She truly was such a precious being.

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[karasunology]

━ ❛ ➶ LOVE IN TRANSLATION ❜

➜ a walk through of oikawa's love language told through headcanons.

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ oikawa tooru <3

[ ♡ ] you've received two love notes from jae ! would you like to read both of them ?

💌 . . . TOORU🚪OIKAWAS ❌ FAVORITE 🎂 FOOD 🥘 IS 🕊 MILK 🥛 BREAD 🍞 HIS 🤤 PERSONAL 📽 MOTTO 🏛 IS 🚕 IF 🦽 YOURE 🧿 GONNA 📈 HIT 🚢 IT 🥃 HIT 🤾 IT 🏐 TIL 💡 IT 📬 BREAKS 🚫

💌 . . . dedicated to my fellow oikawa bitches and these lovely people that helped me put this shit together @tetsuwhore , @miel-meraki , @paripedia , @owlywrites i appreciate y'all😈💞

OIKAWA TOORU.

➜ oikawa is a passionate guy, so if he ever finds someone ― that being you ― that he knows will be worth being with, he'd be very much devoted to you as much he is devoted to volleyball.

➜ oikawa probably doesn't even have an ideal type i would like to say, since he's prolly too busy no thoughts, head empty & just volleyball, to even actually THINK of his own ideal type for an s/o

➜ but he didn't even need an ideal type ― all he wants is for someone to be understanding with his passion for volleyball and just him as a person

➜ and that person was you

➜ you were not only understanding his passion for the sport ― whether or not you play it too ― but you also support him in his games, which somehow was quite a darastic refreshing experience compared to his fangirls.

➜ you started out as a friend, a good one, but it didn't take him long for him to see you in a completely 180° angle.

➜ an angle that he wanted you to see him in too.

➜ he only probably had one or two girlfriends ― both probably dumping him because of volleyball, and he couldn't risk his chances with you.

➜ so when y'all FINALLY got together, he was a bit more clingier to you ― too scared to loose you because he isn't paying attention to you

➜ so when you learned that he was like that because he was terrified of you breaking up with him because he was too focused on volleyball, YOU WERE HAVING NONE OF IT !!! 😡🙅❌

➜ no sirrrr

➜ and when you guys talked it out with you reassuring him that you love him AND HIS UNCONDITIONAL PASSION for volleyball??? MANS ALMOST GOT UP TO TAKE YOU TO THE NEAREST CHURCH AND MARRY YOU RIGHT THEN AND THERE OMG

➜ oikawa : i aM KNEELING IN ONE KNEE BABE 👁👄👁💧💍

➜ mans was all 🏩💒💍🥰

➜ and that's when he knew that he would never fall in love with anyone again if they weren't you in a different life

➜ fuck man why do you got me on my feels like wtf tooru who gave to the right to make me feel like that

➜ loves pda, but not too much of it, you get me??

➜ like he could do it when his fangirls were there to ward them off, and with his teammates around.

➜ but he wouldn't be all over you in the middle of a crowded streets

➜ speaking of his fangirls, he fEELS SO BAD AND GUILTY THAT HE HAS THEM especially when they just crowd over him even tho they know his S/O IS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE BEING ALMOST TRAMPLED ON JSJSJSJSJ

➜ he used to love the attention but now all he wants was yours

➜ holy shit man that's tEETH ROTTENING TOORU

➜ so he knows he can't do much about his fangirls knowing that they're just there to support him too and give him love, but of course he'd definitely let borrow you HIS jersey and only you to let them know who's superior

➜ ✨y/n supremacy✨

➜ never wants to make you uncomfortable with his affections, he's also a very understanding guy and he'd never make you do something you don't want to

➜ that doesnt only apply to pda and stuff, just overall everything

➜ HE IS SO PRECIOUS OH MY GOD PLEASE TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM FOR ME😭

➜ do😢 it😤 for😆 oikawa🐽tooru🚪

➜ HE'S A HOPELESS ROMANTIC Y'ALL

➜ like for real,,,,,

➜ when you do this thing where you take off his glasses at home just to kiss the bridge of his nose? MMMMM MANS A SUCKER FOR THAT

➜ LIKE BABY HEART EYES

➜ would be 10× clingier to you whenever you do something that made his heart palpitate like it's blasting tf off from earth to meet god himself mm sounds like a plan sir <3

“ but y/nnn-chann, you don't know what you're doing to be and it's unfair even for me ” he'd whine, as he wraps his arms around your shoulders, burrying his head to your neck with a pout rested on his lips.

➜ one of his favourite intimacy with you is kissing you, like call him old fashion or whatever but that mans is hearing NONE OF IT

➜ oikawa : call me old fashioned but i was raised to serve my spouse. i clean the dishes and cook their food. i do whatever they says bc they are my spouse and they make the rules around the house. they own me. i am their property. if they ever cheat on me it's bc i was lacking

➜ he loves getting his nose kissed but he loves kissing yours too

➜ like the first time he did it was a forehead kiss gone wrong and he accidentally kissed your nose leaving him UTTERLY FLUSHED AND EMBARESSED, he has never been so hot-faced before because he thought he just embaressed himself in front of you and aHhhh

➜ YO MANS GONNA BE THAT GIRL WHO FARTED ON CAMERA THAT PLAYED IT OF THAT IT WAS A GHOST

➜ like when he plays it off that he didn't just accidentally kiss ur nose <3

➜ same energy, same chaotic energy.

➜ LOVES IT WHEN YOU KISS HIS TEMPLES AFTER PRACTICE WHEN HE COMES TO CUDDLE YOU AFTER TAKING A LONG BATH BECAUSE PRACTICE WAS A BIT TOO MUCH THAT DAY

➜ just what @tetsuwhore discussed in her ted talk hosted in my inbox, oikawa does NOT only leans on traditional physical affections

➜ like there'd be a day where he'd be randomly clingier and very vocal of his adoration towards you. he'd be nibbling your ears, whispering sweet nothingness and telling you everthing he loves about you; from your acne to your moles

➜ if you got freckles? you bet he'd make constellations of them, connecting them with a pen, and would 100% make up his own constellation name for them AHHH SO ADORABLE

➜ he's a soft dork please please take dont hurt him or I WILL HURT U🔪

➜ and of course you'd hAVE TO give it back to him, like 10 folds, because this baby boy gets REALLY INSECURE and needs dem assurance okay???

➜ like if you ever noticed that he seemed a lot gloomier or especially pressured with up coming matches, or when he does bad at practice, AND YOU TREAT HIM RIGHT AND GIVE HIM CONSTANT RESSURANCE AND LOVE THAT HE DESERVES ( as you should💅 ) mf would would fall in love with you all over again

➜ please do it, give him love he needs

➜ i could see him be vulnerable in front of you when he's that comfortable with ur relationship that he gets to express his worries about beating kageyama or ushijima

➜ or even his guilt when he almost hut his underclassmen because of the pressure he felt while being in the wrong headspace

➜ and that's when you know that he completely trusts you

➜ loves to spoil you !! especially when he finally got a stable slot in the volleyball industry profession

➜ a thank you for dealing with his clingy shit <3 but ig u could never really get rid of him, you love him too much to do that

➜ this mf buys milkbread and SAYS IT'S FOR YOU BUT YOU AREN'T THE ONE CAUGHT AT 2 AM SNACKING ON MILKBREAD WHILE REWATCHING MATCHES IN THE KITCHEN

➜ bold of u to assume that he actually bought it for u <3

[berri-hopefulspouse]

"Soren, would you like to go first?" Ren never really expected themselves to be before an officiant- let alone for this reason...But, for some reason, they weren't afraid. Not exactly, not in the way they thought they would be. Nodding, they look back to Makoto- after keeping in yet another internal little squeak- and give a soft sigh and a little smile...They were ready for this.

"When we first met...and I mean, truly, deeply first met... I felt almost drawn to you. You said it yourself; we had always had some kind of connection, one that goes beyond time, space...probably even ourselves as we are currently. I always felt drawn to you then, to be close to you- but I could never exactly pinpoint what it was...yet, here we are now. Years later, and we're both still here. Both still...okay. I'll be the first one to say it- shit isn't perfect-" That gets a bit of a chuckle from themselves, "-But we're here...and we're alive. And we have the groundwork for a new beginning."

With a little shaky, nervous sigh, they bite their lower lip and manage to maintain eye contact with Makoto, "...I know I can't always be there when you need me- and I know I can't promise things will be perfect. But I can promise- can vow to you- that I'll be doing my best, each and everyday. Doing my best to improve, to get better, to learn new things, and to love you. Each, and everyday. Always, and forever. You mean the world to me, and to whatever secrets that we may share in the future..." Theres a smirk, and already Makoto knows what's coming, "I'll never tell a single soul. That's a promise, and my vow to you...I'll always, always cherish you."

Despite their light joke, there were tears in their eyes, barely held together through their strict will alone. Makoto wasn't much better- in fact he had to let go of their hand once or twice to wipe at his own eyes, before letting out a soft laugh of surprise himself. Still, after looking to the officiant himself- and getting a small nod- he proceeded to speak himself.

"Ren, first of all, how dare you make me cry like that-" That got a laugh out of the two of them, as well as the small gathering of people who had decided to attend that day, "-Still, still...There's so many things I could say...So many things I want to say- and it wouldn't truly be enough. You're so many things- you've done so much for me and for those around you...and yet, you never stop pursuing to help everyone around you. Everyone except yourself." Despite himself, he rests a hand gently on their cheek to reassure them, to calm them down a bit.

"I thought I knew who I was- someone who didn't quite stick out in the crowd, who was just...well, average at everything I did. And I thought I was okay with that... But uh..." He chuckled nervously, "Turns out that's just self esteem issues, I suppose. You never stopped believing in me- back then and all the way up until now. No matter what we faced, you had full faith in me that it'd be alright. I've always had a more optimistic attitude...and you always struggled to maintain one, but you still were always there for me. You say you weren't- but I assure you, even if you couldn't physically help in some way...I knew you were there for me, in spirit."

He shakes his head a bit, "I guess this is a roundabout way of saying...I'm proud of you. You've taught me so much, and grown so much more than from when we first met. You stand tall- well, really short in your case-" A little joke that earned him a gentle subtle kick with their shoe- causing him to laugh, "-You stand tall in the face of everything you've been through. Each day you keep moving forward, despite what lingers over you...And for that reason alone, I'm so proud of you. You always tell me that I saved you, that I've done so much for you...and while I can't always believe that's true, I can promise you that I'll be there whenever I can. You deserve to have someone who can protect you, and well- if it's me...I guess I really can't argue with that. I love you, Soren...with everything I am. You're my hope, and my proof that my Ultimate Luck truly isn't just a throwaway Ultimate...It's proof that I really am lucky to have you in my life. I swear, I'll never leave you- if you'll allow me to stay in your life...and that I'll always do my best to protect you, and cherish what we have. Always. My love for you is no secret."

He was trying to keep his voice from shaking, truly he was- but while his tone held certainty, his nervousness was equally as palpable in his tone. It was also not much of a secret that, simply put- he had completely did that on the fly, rather than plan it out. All the same, it looked like his words got through to them- the tears they were trying to keep back having started to fall from their cheeks. Leaning into the palm of his hand that still rested on their cheek, they nuzzled into it for comfort before pulling back to let his hand free- a smile on their face the whole while. At least he knew he didn't royally screw that up.

Still, thereafter came the rings- the one thing Makoto knew for certain. Ren may have been the one to do most of the planning- Mostly in part due to Makoto knowing full and well they were better at all of this than he could ever really hope to be- but he was the one who picked what the wedding bands would be. He didn't let Ren see what they were, wanting to get their reaction above anything else. He did his own first, slipping the ring carefully onto their ring finger- trying to quell the slightly anxious tremble of his own hands. He couldn't help being nervous.

The ring itself was simple in nature, but it's meanings would show themselves to those two alone. Theirs particularly had an outer layer of silver- steel, particularly- with moonstone in the middle. Carved into it, were a few small things. A moon and some stars, a reminder of the promise ring they got the both of them and a light comparison to his own band. A small little heart, that had a little ruby heart gemstone in the middle, as it was their birthstone. Lastly, on the underside of the ring, was engraved a few simple words; 'You are my luck, and my hope.'

His was similar of course, rather instead a shade of gold rather than silver with sun and cloud engravings on his own, and an sapphire heart rather than a ruby one. On the underside of his, was something that he heard them say to him once or twice- something that stuck with him, something he observed as they, in turn, slipped the band onto his ring finger.

'You're the reason I believe in my empathy.'

He watched Ren's reaction, though, as their expression shifted from the soft counterance they had previously to curiosity. Then, to thought- likely tuning out the officiant in favor of observing the ring- and finally acknowledgement, gaze snapping back up to meet Makoto's as the tears that had started to slow down only picked right back up. He could faintly notice them mouth something along the lines of 'You fucking dork,' as the officiant had continued to speak, their facade of pride crumbling down with their tears.

The two had been so busy reveling in their own little world for a few moments, that neither had even noticed that the officiant had been asking a question. Makoto, naturally, snapped out of it first in time for him to recognize his name being said.

"S-sorry, what was that?" And, promptly, his question snapped Ren back out of their own stupor, blushing a bit in embarassment. Makoto wished he wasn't in the same flustered state. Thankfully it got a bit of chuckles out of everyone else, and the officiant repeated himself.

"Do you, Makoto Naegi, take Soren to be your spouse?"

"Oh!" Well, if he wasn't red before hand, he definitely was now, "I...I do." ...But he still wouldn't hesitate with his answer, not for a moment.

It got a bit of a giggle out of Ren. At least they were amused at how flustered he was- but he knew full well it was a double edged sword.

"Soren, do you take Makoto to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Despite watching their cheeks turn a bright red- called it- and noticing their breath bitch a bit, their resolve didn't falter in the slightest.

"I do, now and forever."

Makoto couldn't help but smile at that, the nervous expression he adorned softening into adoration. He could be nervous, sure, but right then and there? With that smile they had on? He could feel nothing but pure, unadulterated love. He didn't notice when the officiant was asking if anyone had any objections- he didn't notice when no one had said anything, or that everyone was staring intently at the two, all he could really notice was them.

He only snapped out of it once more when he heard the Officiant speak once more.

"Then it is my great honor to pronounce you as husband and spouse!" The officiant look to the two with a little grin, "You may now kiss, if so desired."

About halfway through that sentence however, impatient as they were- Ren had quickly grabbed Makoto to yank the brunette into their shorter embrace. Yelping a bit in surprise- it instead dissolved into a little laugh as Ren mumbled a short and cheeky, 'Hey', to Makoto- only before pressing a shy kiss to him. He didn't hesitate to reciprocate, a hand gently combing past the flower crown veil to instead thread his fingers through their hair. Only then did they relax a bit, pressing back with a bit more decor for a few moments before drawing away a bit.

"Hello to you, too, Mx. Naegi," Makoto lightly teased, despite being out of breath. Watching their face equally flush a bright red, but light up with delight, he ignored the small uproar of his friends and family- instead laughing to himself before being ambushed in another kiss from his now-spouse. Despite it all, they made it to this point...New Years Eve- now New Years day...Now, officially, married. To the two, it was clear as day...

What a great way to start a new year.

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

Christmas prompt! "This is really corny...but you are already a gift to me." Maybe the college bees featuring the sweet nope rope cobra Gambol? Also I really loving the aus and fics you've made for the bees! It's all so cute!

Aw, you’re sweet!

Here’s your prompt, with a brief appearance from Gambol the adorable boa constrictor (I have only had her for 3/4 one shots but if anything happened to her...)

Also... we learn that our rebel is not as immune to being a dork as she tries to be...

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“Hey!”

The flash of a photo being taken and a familiar giggle awoke Yang from her brief nap.

“Sorry. Couldn’t resist.” Blake grinned down cheekily at her. “My girls just looked too cute to pass up the photo opportunity.”

Yang looked down at the boa constrictor curled up on her chest.

“Your mother is being a pain, Gambol.” Yang said, gently poking the snake. “How do you feel about that?”

Gambol flicked her tongue out and uncoiled.

“Glad that you agree.”

“Dork.” Blake murmured affectionately, carefully picking up Gambol and placing her in her tank. “I’m sorry I couldn’t spend this morning with you. But I needed to see my professor about my latest project.”

“Baby, no.” Yang cooed, pulling her girlfriend down onto the bed, kissing her head as the shorter woman nuzzled into her neck. “I am not going to ask you to prioritise me over your grades. Okay?”

“Alright.” Blake smiles into her neck. “But I’m all yours for the rest of today.”

“Good.” Yang smiled into black hair. “Do want your present now or-“

“No.” Blake muttered, kissing Yang’s neck. “I want to cuddle with my favourite girl.”

“I think that can be arranged.” Yang said, heart swelling with adoration as Blake promptly climbed on top of her and laid there, nuzzling into her neck. Yang tugged the blanket over them and curled her arms around Blake’s waist as they fell asleep.

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Several hours later, the girls were sitting on Blake’s bed, exchanging presents.

“Here!” Yang grinned excitedly at her girlfriend. “Open it!”

Blake’s left ear twitched in amusement as she shook her head with a warm smile and unwrapped her gift.

She quirked an eyebrow at the long box and glanced at Yang, who was practically vibrating with excitement.

“Oh boy.” Blake murmured. “What did you do? This better not be a glitter bomb.”

“That was one time!” Yang defended indignantly. “And it was meant for Weiss!”

She watched anxiously as Blake chuckled softly and pulled the lid off of the box and let out a gasp.

“No way…” Blake whispered, hand covering her mouth. “You got me a Gambol Shroud replica?!”

Blake was obsessed with a show called FairyTales, and one of the characters, Belle, welded a weapon called Gambol Shroud.

And yes, Blake was that much of a dork that she named her snake after said weapon.

“I know you relate a lot to Belle. And I know how much seeing the character grow beyond her past means to you.” Yang said softly. “It reminds you that you’re not weak. That you’re not a coward. That you’re strong and brave. So I wanted to get you something to remind you of how amazing, strong, brave and beautiful you are. Something that means something to you. So that you can look at every day and have a little reminder. Even when I’m not here.”

Blake’s eyes welled up with tears and she set the replica aside and grabbed Yang’s face and pulled her into a firm kiss. It’s was messy and salty but no less full of the pure adoration that they shared.

“Gods!” Blake laughed through her tears. “I have a rebellious reputation to keep up here, Yang! You’re making me soft!”

Yang gently kissed Blake’s jaw, smiling against her skin.

“Being a rebel and being a dork aren’t mutually exclusive, baby.” She murmured. “You can try to hide it and act tough but I know that you cry over kittens finding their forever home. You giggle at your own jokes. And you are so loving and kind and passionate that it takes my breath away.”

“Oh my Gods!” Blake laughed, as Yang kissed her tears away. “Stop!”

Yang chuckled softly as she leaned back and watched Blake examine her gift more closely.

“It’s beautiful.” Blake said softly before smirking at Yang. “A lesbian giving a bisexual woman a dual welding sword. How romantic.” She teased as she leaned over to kiss Yang.

“I try.” Yang mumbled against her girlfriend’s lips.

“Here.” Blake mumbled shyly, as she handed Yang what felt like a book. “I know it’s not much. Certainly not compared to what you got me. But I hope you like it.” Her ears pinned anxiously and Yang frowned.

“No, none of that comparing nonsense.” She reminded gently, gently guiding Blake to look at her. “That’s not what this is about, baby. We don’t compare. Whatever you got me? It’ll be just as perfect as what I got you. Because you gave it to me.”

“Yang.” Blake laughed weakly, eyes welling up again as Yang ran her thumb over her cheek.

“This is… really corny, but… Blake?” She whispered, looking Blake in the eyes. “You’re already a gift to me. What more could I possibly want?”

“Oh Yang.” Blake whispered tearfully. “I feel the same way about you.” She presses her lips to the corner of Yang’s mouth and pulled back, running her hands through her hair before giving Yang a nervous grin. “Open it.”

Yang smiled softly and pulled back the wrapping paper to reveal a leather bound journal. It was decorated with all of the little doodles that Blake had drawn Yang over the course of knowing each other.

“You dork.” Yang murmured adoringly, eyes already tearing up as she opened the journal.

And when she did, she nearly collapsed.

Because the first page was a lead pencil drawing of their first photo. The one that Yang had insisted upon when they first met. Yang had her arm around a rather alarmed looking Blake, as she grinned at the camera.

When Yang turned the page, there was another drawing. This one was of their first study session.

Another was just of her waving a pride flag around her head with her cheeks depicting the lesbian flag.

The next was of her and Blake smirking at the viewer with both their cheeks painted in their respective pride flags as Weiss appeared to be having a mild panic over Pyrrah in the background.

The one after that was of Yang sleeping on her back in bed with Gambol curled up on her chest as Blake peeked from the side, a cheeky smile in her face.

And so it went, each page depicting a drawing of a photo taken throughout their relationship.

The second to last page was of the two girls laying in bed, pressing their foreheads and noses together, bodies pressed close. Yang’s eyes were close, a small smile on her face. Blake was looking at the camera out of the corner of her eye, a loving smile on her face.

The last page was what tipped her over the edge as she read the letter..

‘Yang, we’ve had our ups and our downs throughout our entire relationship. From roommates, to friends, to girlfriends. And so much of that has been documented in photos. And so, I make a collection of our memories. But making a photo book seemed too easy. So I chose to draw them and bind them in this book. And I hope to create many more of these memory books with you.

I love you, Yang.

And under the letter, was a beautiful drawing of a golden Eastern dragon entwined with a Belladonna flower.

“Blake!” Yang half sobbed, half laughed. “C’mere!” And with that, Yang pulled Blake to here and kissed every square inch of her face and neck that she could, murmuring quiet words of adoration and love in between each one and working her way to Blake’s mouth.

When they both came up for air, breathing a little more shallow than it was before, Yang pressed her forehead against Blake’s.

“I love you too, Blake.”

Blake let out a watery laugh and nuzzled their noses together sweetly before pulling out her phone.

“For the first page of next year’s book.” Yang nearly started crying again. Blake was too precious for this world.

And she couldn’t wait to fill even more books with her.

[wincestismyguiltypleasure]

💕 amber of mine 💕

❣️ my darkling. my dream girl. my secret desire. how can i express how special today is? i didn't know something could make the month of october even more extraordinary for me but the blessed day you came into this universe makes every halloween thrill i've ever felt seem bland and distant. you put the spice in every pumpkin flavored thing.

🎃 remember, remember, the 21st of october because it's my soulmate's birthday. the amberthday as my lame brian likes to call it. i love every part of your mind you've shown me so far and i long for the ones that are still out of my grasp. you inspire me every day. you make the "out of sight, out of mind" saying a fucking lie because these few weeks away from you, from your gorgeous writing and ideas put me through torture. i love how unapologetic you are about things that make you happy. i love how kind and fierce you are. my dream takes no shit but fuckkk, does she do harm to my sanity. i'll always cherish my cherry bomb!verse because it brought you to me. i'll never forget the way my heart flutters at every ask you send me. how hard it is keeping my growling possessive self in check when it comes to you.

🦇 i'm gonna have to fight jensen ackles one of these days. because his weight on top of you is your ideal one. (it'll be a tough fight but i'll go straight for his hat and bring him down)

🔪 i'll never not be mad at the distance between us. i wish i could see your eyes light up as you watch the fireworks make disney even more magical. lay down with you while we watch both scary and cheesy halloween movies. my ears long to hear more of that gorgeous voice of yours and my eyes are starving for your profile as we're driving down the longest roads. you'll pick the music and i'll definitely shut my cakehole, too in awe of you to make any snarky remark to try and play it cool when there's nothing cool about me when i'm around you.

🔥 wish i could have done more than drowning you in words and a shitty aesthetic but i don't take my obsessions lightly. and you've been mine for a long time now. (i'll be waiting on my front stoop for the police)

💋 i hope you're having the best holiday and the best birthday possible. the world doesn't deserve to see how beautiful your face will be every time you'll smile. and also, fuck the randos who'll get to see you in the parks when i can't.

💜 happy birthday, amber of mine. this mess of a submission is only a glimpse of how successful you are in making me blissfully incoherent. i love you, i adore you, i miss you. 💋🔥💕

- bobby

💜 My pretty moon girl🌙, my queen, my walking, talking dream of a girl. How do I express how special this gorgeous gem of a message is to me? How am I supposed to form coherent thoughts when you have my mind and my heart racing and tripping over themselves to re-read your beautiful words over and over...and over again? How can I even attempt to be articulate when the only thing they can focus on is Bobby, Bobby, Bobby? 💋 Well, here it goes anyway! Thank you SO much, baby. You have no idea, nor could I ever put into words how MUCH this means to me. 💜

Your brian isn't lame, my dream. It is fascinating and gorgeous and I'm so damn lucky for all the parts of it that you've let me see and I ache for the ones that are still out of my grasp. You inspire and motivate me every day. Your strength and determination are goals, babe. 💋 Oh my God, and your writing and ideas? As flawless as you are. I miss reading your p e r f e c t tags and posts. Your stunning words are what brought us together, after all. It only makes sense for me to carve them so desperately when you are away. I will forever adore your Cherry Bomb!Verse because the day I found it was the day I found my soulmate. 💕💋🔥 I could never forget the way my heart dances in my chest when I see an ask from you. It's still beating out of control and you sent this beautiful message yesterday. Lol You know my growly possessive self is never in check when it comes to you, no matter how hard I try. You'll just have to forgive me, my love. You know I carve your attention and selfishly want it all for myself. 🔥🔪

Jensen who? I don't know him. All I know is B O B B Y and the delicious shiver her name sends down my spine. ("I'll go straight for his hat" hahaha Baby, I'm DYING. 😂)

You are going to fight Jensen and I'm going to fight all those miles keeping me away from my pretty moon girl. I wish I could hold your hand and see the beautiful colors from the fireworks (especially the purple 💜) light up your perfect face. Snuggling up close to you and watching scary/cheesy Halloween movies sounds too perfect right now. Speaking of cheesy, I would kill to watch the Hollow with you, my dream...Not that I'd be able to pay much attention to the movie if such a stunning goddess like you were by my side. 🔥 I'd never want you to stay quiet, Bobby of mine, that beautiful voice of yours is the only thing I want to listen to as we drive down some old backroad. 💋

Your gorgeous words and aesthetic are more than I could have ever dreamed for. They made me smile like a dork (as your words always do) and I've still got hearts in my eyes from reading them obsessively. (Baby, the only person I'd call the police on is myself because my stalker ass can't get you out of my heart or off of my mind. 💋💕🔥)

Thank you so much, Bobby. I'm having a wonderful vacation and my birthday was SO amazing thanks to you and all my beautiful, sweet friends that made it special for me. The only thing that would have made it better is my queen by my side. 💜

Thank you so, so, so much, Bobby of mine. This submission is perfect, just like you. 💋 Best birthday present a girl could dream of. I love you, baby. I adore you so fucking much and I miss you like crazy. 💕💋🔥

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Juicy, love ya to death but what the heck is this Arcane (????) Thing you've been going off about for a bit now?????

If it were not for the fact I read tags, I would have been confused yet honored by the name Juicy. Hope you’re ready for the long-post of a lifetime mate.

Okay, so “The Arcana” is a free to play visual novel-like game which is pushing out new updates every blue moon for phones with a lot of romance, mystery, danger, and all that fun stuff. This description is gonna focus mostly on the romance since the story is full of spoilers from the get go. There are currently three main possible romances including:

Julian [my beloved~] (male), Asra (who is Nonbinary [I just found that out from the wiki] and uses he/him pronouns), and Nadia (female).

Muriel [my cave husband] (male) has just been added for a chapter, and will likely get plenty of updates soon, and there is another two characters (including another girl) who appear like they will be romancable in due time.

A mechanic I adore is that you can pick your pronouns as he/him, she/her, or they/them as well, and change them and your name at any point in the game without issue.

On the website I used, it says it’s rated 12+ however I would estimate it more appropriate for ages 16+ due to the nature of the usual sexual tones and scenarios.

The story is a LOT to take in, and I’m still wrapping my head around it all.In the first so many chapters: There’s a magical kingdom. Count’s dead, been dead a while and it’s my boyfriend’s fault? Countess wants to kill him, I personally didn’t want to and am making choices against such. Heartbreak and shenanigans ensue (and by shenanigans I mean things I cannot explain without spoiling other things, which would spoil other things, which would…). So far I’m pretty sure I’ve been guessing in the right direction although I’ve been making almost every wrong decision possible this latest chapter I did [whoops].

Which, by the way, YOUR CHOICES MATTER. Characters can die later in the game if you choose too many wrong, as well as may be less likely to befriend you or more likely. There are also two endings in the works, however it seems like it’s pretty easy to change the course of the ending you’re on the path towards as you can just go back in a chapter and change your choices. However, the games mechanics are still a bit hidden behind the curtain as it’s always updating, and some choices repercussions from the first few chapters hasn’t even played out their purpose yet.

MAJOR WARNING! Some choices have time limits! I made a questionable decision in the beginning because I wasn’t expecting it.

The art is so gorgeous, the story is VERY intricate and has so many questions arising each and every tap of a page, and the characters are so delightful I feel a sting in my chest in how some of my choices may affect some others. However, I will comment that I went in almost completely blind and so I had no fucking clue what was going on for a good 5 chapters but just now understood a major plot thing and now I’m dying while waiting for my keys to recharge.

Recharge? Well, here’s the more boring and stressful (but understandable) details:

For each chapter, you must spend a “key” to read it (or reread it). These keys recharge every SEVEN hours, and cannot hold more than three at a time.

There are coins you can earn for free in game through a daily free spin and the “heart hunter” minigame, which are then to unlock bonus content and “buy books” which allows all choices in the book to be unlocked and unlimited rereadings, and you can also buy the coins and keys if you want, but ultimately you neither need them to complete the entire basic story, nor get most of the content. However, it can be quite frustrating as some of the choices are so insanely painful to click the opposition of as the alternative seems rude or even ooc for yourself to click despite not having any repercussions.

You can easily save up coins though with a bit of patience, even though I dropped some of my day 1 freebie coins on a dumb but very much appreciated scenario, I already have saved up about 200/500 coins for a book, so I imagine F2P only players might suffer a bit at first but can still enjoy it entirely. According to their tumblr page @thearcanagame , they are attempting a new method to allow users to get free coins through watching ads willingly, so it may become even easier for F2P only players to enjoy more content [however, if you’ve got the cash and enjoy the game you should support it! the devs are pouring their blood, sweat, and tears into this game man!]

Also, you can replay the prologue at any point! The choices affect later choices still (so be careful going back on your awnsers, as you may miss how such affected things and character development based on such), but that’s always an option.

Now for me to just swoon:

Julian is the biggest fucking edgy dork and I just relate to him so much and have fallen so fucking hard for him man, he’s so stupid yet so sweet? Like this idiot is out here isolating himself with all that “I DON’T WANT YOU TO GET HURT!” nonsense all dramatically and (someone) and I are just ready to beat his ass and take him down from his drama for five minutes to let him know he’s loved and needs to chill. He’s so energetic and fun, and just brings a sort of energy into the room when he arrives and shifts everything onto it’s side where things don’t really need to make sense anymore, as long as it’s dramatic, as long as it’s grandiose, it’s all good.

[But he’s also an idiot so don’t let him get himself fucking killed doing that]. Like, when I first saw the art and stuff of him I poked fun at him myself, but now I would honestly commit treason for this man. I really wanna look into the Asra’s route eventually as well, however his character seems far less relatable to me and somehow even more moody? That might be because I keep picking the wrong fucking choices though.

A final note, I’m trying to prevent this game from becoming my SpIn because there are SO MANY SPOILERS OUT THERE, but it’s obviously already taken over my life and I can’t stop thinking about it and how much I want to continue and all my questions, HOLY SHIT ALL MY QUESTIONS, and also I really don’t know who to trust or even if I shouldn’t trust anyone, as well as just I don’t want anyone to die ;.;

Honestly if you like dating style games, or love mystery games and can handle a nice romance on the side, I highly recommend this game. I’ll give it a 8/10, with the two points marked off mainly because I couldn’t fucking click “Kiss me you fool” on a thing where I fucking 100% would have said that in real life because I HAVE NO MONEY YET.

Thanks for dropping in, hope this answers your questions!