#fighting flirty

[ask-the-flirty-fighters]

Mr: Every time! Every time, I come back from a long trip, you hide my shaving supplies!

❤️🍓: yuuuup! and I always will so I can snuggle and caress that beard! 😈😈😈.

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Thanks for the art @screwpinecaprice , always appreciate commissioning you.

[c-atm]

[puppetmaster13u]

I just had a thought, fueled by the fact I have a fever probably.

Bruce, Batman, is very mom-coded.

Tony, Iron Man, is very dad-coded.

They should platonically co-parent.

[lokh]

anji mito flirting with men compilation

exactly what it says on the tin. a compilation of anji mito bisexual moments in chronological order

1. ggx2

this is his win quote against chipp. yes im counting this

2. dust strikers

this is in response to johnny saying something about how its impressive that bridget would want to fight a bunch of powerful guys or something like that. johnny responds with "what?" and anji quickly elaborates that hes interested in guys POWER but im still putting this here also

note: previous two entries are canonically dubious. so thank god he has some bisexual moments in strive too

3. strive

this one keeps getting looked over for some reason but he has THIS conversation with nagoriyuki if you beat him with 1 heart in extreme mode stage 8

transcript:

nago: you've thrown me for a loop. what a dance. anji: liked it, did you? nago: haha, perhaps. come visit me again. anji: ...wait. i didn't even get to talk to him.

and most recently. his intro interaction with asuka

transcript:

anji: hey there, handsome. asuka: another ambush? really?

anji also has a win quote against him where he goes "you need more training. have you been eating right?" but ive always interpreted that as more mocking lmao but ymmv lmao, he has a few other unique intro interactions with asuka that could be interpreted as flirting ("look at us, dancing like this!")

feel free to add on (PLEASE add on if i missed something)!

[wendeeesaucy]

Chaotic duo Shakarian bantering like there isn't a literal battle happening outside

[c-atm]

Just because:

It was an easy Saturday afternoon in the Maheswaran/Universe household, and in the living room, one Connie Maheswaran sat on their couch going over some paperwork from R&D; A mug of milk tea in her hand.

Unbeknownst to her, a pair of eyes were gazing at her both adoring and anxious, in the persons large hand sat a small velvet box in his palm.

One usually made for a wedding ring.

He took a deep breath, trying to get the jitters through him. To push himself to give her the item.

He has been planning this for weeks. All he had to do was give it to her. He needn't be nervous, it not like it was last time, when he gave her a velvet box…So

"You gonna come join me, Mister?"

His eyes widened at her playful tone, Impish grin, and her arms opened out.

"Or am I gonna be left by my lonesome on this couch"

Steven chuckled at her before making his way to her, laughing as she pulled him down behind her and all but nestled herself against his chest, placing his arms around her.

" Someone missed me." He mused, kissing her temple and giving her a warm squeeze as she sighed, basking in his affection and warmth, both emotionally and physically.

She gave a short nod, drawing circles on the back of his hand, " A bit, You were gone by the time I woke up." She told him, giving him a kiss," Thanks for breakfast. " She gave him another deeper one with a bit more spice and passion.

" Whoa." A red-faced and dazed Steven breathed," What that's for."

"Ensuring I woke up late."

Connie laughed, seeing his face morphed into something between being bashful and being boastful. It was cute and captivating.

" So…" she purred again, nuzzling his collar," Where did you go? And, does it have anything to do with what's in your right palm?"

He was about to protest that nothing was in his hand, but one arched eyebrow shot that down.

"Yeah, you're too smart for that." He relented, seeing her proud grin. He nipped her nose before revealing his hand and the velvet box.

He watched her pupils enlarge just slightly and felt a small jitter run through her. He saw her bit behind the right corner of her bottom lip.

"Go ahead and open it." He told her in her ear, giving her temple another kiss.

She nodded, opening the box gingerly.

Steven couldn't help the grin, seeing Connie gasp as her face lit up and her eyes shined like the brightest of stars at his gift.

"Are..are these our old glow bands?" she asked, spotting a few knowing marks and scratches on the otherwise pristine and glowing bands that were smaller than usual.

The size of rings, linked together over a sparkling chain that looked crystalized but not from anything she had known on earth.

"You like it?" Steven asked with an innocent candor masking his slynes. the way she was gazing and nearly cooing at the jewelry.

"I love it..it's gorgeous!" Connie said, holding it close before handing it back to him and lifting her hair, baring her nape to him. "Can you, Mister?"

"Not afraid I'll sink them in." Steven teased, kissing her nape, making her shift in her seat for a moment.

"I'd welcome it. You know I would." Connie chastised him with a giggle.

She let a slight breath out as his fingers glided across her collar to the back of her neck. Gently nipping her tongue as his thick knuckles slightly pressed on her nape while he closed the necklaces.

The near-silent clink of the chain and the loving touch of his thumbs lining the gift along her neckline before pulling away took her out of the momentary dream.

" So.." Steven smiled, creating a miniature reflective construct and holding it in front of her, "It looks beautiful on you, Heartberry."

Connie didn't say anything but the cheery and awe look on her face showed her appreciation.

"Why?" Connie asked him gently, Such a touching gift in a velvet box, the way he hid it.

"Just because." he admitted rubbing her scalp." Not a marriage proposal.."

".. I.."

"Before you deny that, I saw your face…It was not apprehensive but it crossed your mind."

Connie's cheeks glowed maroon a bit, "When did you get so meticulous?"

"Have to when dealing with you." he laughed gingerly, his pecs slightly caressing her shoulder blades. "Just wanted to show you're appreciated�� All you do for me and all of us…Want you to know I notice…You are seen." he kissed her gently," Not that you do not know that..but still….and since the chain is made out of a material you do not know, figure you- hmmm?"

Steven's eyes widened for a moment as Connie silenced him with a tender but emotional kiss, melting into it as she turned fully to face him; stroking his nape and scalp, pressing her chest on his as she all but straddled him and mewl under the feel of his palms pushing her more into him from their position in the small and mid of her back.

" I love you, Steven Universe." She breathed out, lips brushing against his, forehead touching his. Black orbs lovingly gazing into brown ones.

"I love you, Connie Maheswaran." the same tenderness and devotion in his tone and traits as Connie.

Connie smiled and nuzzled close as they held each other before showing Steven her ring finger, pointing to herself and then to him.

"Oh…" Steven chortle gently," That's fine, when or if that happens."

Connie chuckled as well, "Glad we agree beside" She kissed his chin before laying back against his chest, resting get head on his shoulder, gazing and very gingerly playing with her new favorite accessory in the known universe.

Both enjoy being squeezed by their favorite anything or anyone, anywhere at any time in any life…

Basking in the feeling of their own world.

Saturday: Surprise

It's like those rings on a necklace but with glow rings! It's not a proposal, just wanna give her something he thought she'd love.

Personal connverse week for an anonymous Ko-fi tipper! Prompts, details, and polaroid border effect also by anon.

[quippip]

and what if i said aira's crush on okarun is comphet and she actually has a crush on momo and doesn't know how to deal with it. huh. what then.

[mechazushi]

God, you're dense [Affectionate].

{a Kn8 short story}

Hoshina wasn't one to play games. Sure, he liked to have fun, but playing with people's emotions and perceptions wasn't something he could get into. He raised himself on the belief that being straight forward on something was the best course of action. If someone couldn't get on the same page as him, that was on them. He worked in a position where the best moves forward and anyone else that can't keep up with him were best left behind. Of course, much like most rules in life, there were exceptions to the rule. His biggest fault to everything he stood for was a tall, jolly, brute of a beast named Kafka. Kafka would be an exception to most everything he would die on a hill for. On the opposite end of the spectrum, however, was one person that he held to the highest accordance of his standards. His brother.

Hoshina made a point not to talk to his brother after he got accepted into the defense force. The restrictions on that got tighter after he got accepted as Mina's Vice Captain. Since before, he still showed up to family gatherings at the least to entertain his mother's concerns about his livelihood in the Third Division. Still, just because he didn't make attempts to contact his family, doesn't mean his family doesn't make attempts to contact him. It was always inevitable (because they don't tell him ahead of time) always with the supposed best of intentions (Because what quality road to hell isn't paved with them) and always at the most inconvenient times (an ability that seemed to be an inbred skill in every other family member). Between catching up on chores that should have been done yesterday, decaf in the communal coffee machine, and his third favorite pen breaking, Hoshina found he wasn't in the mood to talk. So obviously it was a perfect time to be visited by his least favorite person.

Walking down the hallway with a mountain of signed paperwork, his pace was intended to be brisk, but felt sluggish all the same. As he passed an intersection in hallways, he noticed the large frame of a burly friend catching up behind him. As Kafka slowed his pace to match his commander's, Hoshina tilted his face in his direction and flashed what was hoped to be a casual and respectful smile.

"Had a feeling you'd feel like that once I heard about the incident at the coffee machine. Here. Brought this for ya." Kafka said as he handed over a steaming mug of dark tan coffee.

"Oh, I already had coffee today." Hoshina tried to politely decline. he guessed his smile wasn't as bright as it should have been if Kafka could see he was feeling off.

"Yeah, but that was decaf." he insisted as he held the mug by its rim and pointed its handle temptingly toward its intended recipient.

Hoshina stiffed its steam heavily as it wafted under his nose. The smell of a caffeinated brew being much more rejuvenating than the bland swill he choked down this morning. He didn't think twice as he shifted the paper load more securely under his arm and took the offered mug greedily. There was a low, grateful moan as the hot, searing, and just lightly sweetened liquid burned pleasantly down the back of his throat.

'You might've just saved my mental state yet again, Kafka." Hoshina finally muttered after nearly downing half of the mug.

Kafka just chuckled as he walked in time with him, and after a while, held out a hand in an offer to carry the paperwork. Hoshina politely refused again, feeling genuinely better now that he had something more stimulating coursing throughout his system. Walking side by side, they engaged in pleasant idle chatter as they continued down the hallway. Without checking how far they had walked, they neared an area that had a lobby that was sparsely populated. As they got closer, an irritatingly familiar voice rang clear in the partially echoey room.

"Brother Dearest!" Soichiro Hoshina, Soshiro's older brother, was leaning against the desk in the back center of the lobby, relaxing like he deserved the space he was taking up.

"Oh God, why aren't I being delivered from evil like I ask every Shrine visit?" Soshiro muttered as soon as he realized who was occupying the open room with them.

"That's your brother?" Kafka asked as he laid eyes on the visitor.

"Unfortunately." Soshiro said with every letter somehow overflowing with distain and loudly enough to be heard by the other person.

"Come on, brother! You had to have known that one of these visits was to have to happen soon? It's been, what, months since you've even sent at minimum a hello to Mother." Soichino's words were playful, a clear difference in demeanor to the attitude his younger brother was radiating. A second had passed as he clearly gave the plus one an interested once-over after he lifted his sunglasses off his face.

"Well, hello soldier. And who might you be?" A salacious smile slithered coolly over Soichiro's glossy, thin lips. His tongue flicked out and over his teeth teasingly as he continued to stare down Kafka with a darkened sense of interest. Kafka bowed deeply in greeting before he introduced himself.

"Kafka Hibino. Officer of the Third Division." was his militantly clipped response.

"Kafka... Kafka... Where have I heard that name before?" Soichiro drawled out as he shifted over to Kafka's side, poking his shoulder with the arm of his sunglasses with playful emphases.

"He's our Kaiju Number Eight, you salacious cur. Now what are you doing here?" Soshiro snarked as he took another sip of his coffee. His brother made no move to acknowledge the comment as he continued to speak directly to Kafka.

"Kaiju Number Eight, huh! So you're the beast on the battlefield. Is it too much for me to ask if you're a beast anywhere else?" That Cheshire smile never left his face as his eyes turned into a more evaluating gaze.

"Well, I'm the Division's only on call Kaiju. It's pretty safe to say that I'm always the beast when it's needed." Kafka smiled bashfully as a hand came up to scratch the back of his neck. Soichiro practically giggled as a hand came up to mischievously smack the other shoulder.

"Look at you! Making out to be something that strong and powerful as a humble brag!" the older brother seemed to slide in closer to Kafka's personal space, with Kafka playing it off as business as usual. Soshiro could feel the handle of the mug creaking under his tightened grip as he looked on at his brother's shameless display.

"Ya know, I had originally cleared out my schedule to take my brother out on a lunch date, but I've just realized he's been a horrible brother and hasn't shown me around the Third Division's main facilities not once!", Soichiro saddled up impossibly closer and even had the audacity to slip a hand around the back of Kafka's forearm, "Why don't I be a good Captain and help clear yours so you can show me around? I'm sure any tour by you would be far more interesting than what he could provide." Soshiro watched as he saw the offer being sealed with an obviously flirty wink.

"Well, I'd be happy to! That is, if it's alright with my Vice Captain?" Kafka asked as he looked innocently toward the younger brother, seemingly unaware or unaffected by the attention he was currently being given.

"No Kafka, that won't be necessary, If my brother is going to come out all this way to see me, then he's just going to have to settle for my company alone." Soshiro said as he placed his paperwork and his coffee mug on the abandoned reception desk.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Maybe some other time?" Kafka asked as he looked at the older Hoshina brother.

"Such a shame. Don't be surprised if I take you up on that offer." Soichiro tittered as he patted the other side of the forearm he was still holding onto. The two brothers watched intently as Kafka turned around and walked down the hallway. Soshiro waited until he was out of every possible hearing range before he decided to speak.

"Alright, you bottle-platinum harlot. What the hell was that display all about?" Soshiro made no attempts to restrain his irritation at his brother's expense. He had no idea what game his brother was trying to play with him, but he wouldn't stand for it since it seemed to involve a very close and personal friend of his.

"I don't know what you mean." Soichiro said as he kept tittering. His posture and demeanor revealing to his younger brother that there was a plan brewing behind those evil eyes.

"I will not have you seducing my strongest man over to your division while I'm here." Soshiro commanded as he leveled a piercing gaze at the other person.

"Excuse me, 'Your man'? I'm sorry, but I didn't see a ring on his finger." Soichiro teased as he turned to face his brother.

"That's not what I meant and you know it, you vile rake." Soshiro spat the words out in an attempt to dissuade any further conversation on the topic.

"So catty today, are we brother? I was simply taking in the local selection. I'm not surprised you're interested in him." Soichiro chatted as he teasingly bit on the arm of his sunglasses.

"I also see you've decided to take up slander as a hobby since last we met." Soshiro grumbled as he found himself forced into a position where he had to talk to his brother in person for more than a minute.

"Oh, please! You know our family has a history of liking them sweet and dumb. How do you think Mother's marriage has lasted this long?" Soichiro continued as he leveled a knowing stare at him.

"If you're going to keep insinuating things that don't exist, I'm going to order you to cancel the lunch date and leave." the younger brother retorted as he turned around to drink the last sips from the coffee mug.

"What do you think I'm insinuating?" Soichiro purred as his sight never left his brother.

"Don't toy with me today, you troglodytic trollup. I am in no mood to bat around this string of yarn you're trying to spin here." Soshina kept snapping back as he took the opportunity to avoid eye contact as he shuffled around the stack of papers.

"Why all the denial, Brother Dearest? Especially since we're so far from Egypt. Besides, it's not slander saying you like a coworker as if your interactions weren't displayed all over the news two weeks ago." The grin broke into a full blown, toothy smile of superiority as the Captain of the Sixth Division draped himself over the desk's top next to Soshiro.

"What... interactions?" the Vice Captain hissed as he slowly turned his head to side-eye his brother

"Should I reenact it for you?" Soichiro giggled before flopping onto his back and dramatically fainting, "Oh! I seem to have taken a terrible fall and broken both of my legs! Oh, is there some dark, handsome, Knight in living armour that can princess-carry my oh so fragile body to the farthest fucking ambulance on scene and completely bypass three others that were unoccupied and were going to take me to the same fucking hospital!" It was clear that he was taking a massive amount of joy retelling his version of events that he saw on the news as his voice raised in volume with every reveal.

"I didn't break my legs, I dislocated my ankles! What would you have me do, walk?" Soshiro started to match his brother's volume and had now fully turned to him to confront this problem of point-of-views head on.

"The cameras clearly show you two having a conversation where it shows you convincing him to carry you!" The two of them were so close to each other's faces now their noses could touch.

"I was trying to convince him not to!" Soshiro returned.

"Because the cameras were rolling?" Soichiro asked.

"Yes!" his brother answered.

"AND BECAUSE YOU TWO ARE IN LOVE! Why else be camera shy about being carried around in public?" The eldest returned triumphantly as he poked him in the chest.

"NO." Soshiro shouted back as he shoved his brother backwards, "We are not in love! What part of this do you think it's okay to date someone like him?"

"Oh don't act like you can't because he's under your position. He makes his own precedent as he breathes! And you are the right type of rebellious, attention craving, delinquent punk that would absolutely fall for someone that is perfect for you in all the right ways, while also him being a human anomaly in every sense of the word! He turns into something our family has been training it's young to kill for centuries so of course you're going to deviate from the norm and be practically head over heels for him!" The Captain couldn't stop himself from cackling as his lungs quaked from talking for so long without breath.

There wasn't anything left on the matter that Soshiro could say to make his brother change his mind, so he decided to let his fists do the talking for him as he sent a vicious right hook. His fist connected to his brother's left eye and caught him off guard for a second. Before he could speak out against the assault, the younger brother wasted no time in jumping onto his brother and throwing his fists left and right. The two soon became a mass of tangled limbs and colorful curse words on the floor. It wasn't like this for long as two other people came across the fight and helped break up the fray.

"Alright, alright! Break it UP!" You two are grown up men, and Defense Force officers at that! ACT LIKE IT!" Okonogi reprimanded them as Aoi held them off the ground by their jacket collars.

"Yes, Okonogi." The brothers said in unison. As they were set back on the ground, they straightened their outfits and waited to see if their new company would leave. When they didn't, Soichiro decided to speak what was left on his mind anyway.

"The lunch date is still on, by the way. Mother's orders. How about I give us an hour to cool down and we try this whole 'conversation' thing again?" he tried to say with as much possible conviction in his smile. Soshiro just glared violently as he picked up the stack of papers from the desk.

"I do what I damn well please, you leporid bunk bunny." he said as he stormed off. Everyone watched as he walked away before his older brother spoke up again.

"He'll be fine."

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It was a little after seven thirty before Hoshina felt fine enough to interact with anyone. Spending some time in the gym helped him feel better after dealing with the Lunch Date From Hell. It also helped that he got to meet his favorite punching bag for sparring.

"Look -huff- I get you -huff- don't like your brother -huff-, but did you really -huff- need to literally -huff- kick my ass?" Kafka's lungs heaved after spending what felt like hours defending himself from his Vice Captain's volley of blows.

"Ya snooze, ya loose Kafka. Intense training is for your own good." Hoshina quipped back as he walked over to his duffle for water bottles. Kafka shambled behind him slowly and sat down on the bench the bag was next to.

"Intense training, my entire bruised ass. That last chokehold felt personal." Kafka began to regulate his breathing by the time Hoshina made it over with the water bottles.

As Hoshina drank from his, he subtly tried to look at Kafka as he poured some of the bottle's contents onto himself. He watched as the water made his partner's bangs stick to his forehead at odd angles and made a swift attempt to cool his fiery red cheeks. Hoshina didn't let his imagination run too far away from him as he thought about Kafka looking worn out and sweaty for a different reason. Of course he denied everything that was said earlier that was concerning the situation between him and Kafka. Mainly because it all implied that Kafka felt the same way he did. Had it been a complete stranger talking to him this morning, it would have shocked everyone that knew him once they heard how different his answers would have been.

As Kafka finished rubbing the cool water into his face and straightened his back and arms out into an intense looking stretch, Hoshina forced himself to look away from the rippling of muscle and the straining of his tank top around said muscles. In moments like this, when he was sure no one would be looking or they were alone, Hoshina liked to play a little game with Kafka. It wasn't one that you could win with points or anything. Hell, some days it made Hoshina feel like all he did was lose by playing, but he couldn't deny that conniving little twitch that begged for him to play over and over again. All so he could see that dumb little smile.

"Still improving as slow as always." Hoshina said after a minute of relaxing on the bench.

"Hey, at least I am still improving, right?" Kafka returned as he looked back at his Vice Captain.

There was a smile, sure, but it wan't big. He could do better.

"Can't say I don't find you to be consistent at least 1% of the time." Hoshina offered as a response, deciding to bring up a well used joke between them. He turned back to look out at the empty gym in front of them.

"God, I still haven't gotten higher than that, haven't I?" Kafka chuckled out of the side of his mouth.

"It was a good thing we found out you were a kaiju when we did. Could you imagine what would have happened if you couldn't raise that percentage up high enough in three months?" Hoshina thought the comment sounded funnier in his head, but once he heard it out loud he wanted to smack himself for it. Everyone knew that it was a horrible thought, thinking about Kafka not being around anymore. Even that was something Hoshina couldn't bring himself to deny or joke about.

"I do every day." Kafka sighed heavily, "Everyday I wake up here." He closed his eyes for a second as he smiled softly, his head coming to rest against the back wall the bench was against.

Hoshina turned back to look at him, taking Kafka's moment of vulnerability to look at him fully this time. He thought about it too. A life in the Defense Force where he didn't get to see Kafka everyday. A life where he didn't bring him coffee or hear his laugh or have drinks with him after work hours. Hoshina could feel his heart squeeze at the thought of Kafka not being in the Defense Force, or worse, suddenly living at a different Division. Being close by technicality, but feeling oh so very far.

"Did you notice my brother was flirting with you at all?" Hoshina felt himself ask before he could take the words back. He felt himself brace for the answer in the brief moments in between his heartbeats.

"Wait... really?" Kafka asked with genuine interest. Hoshina could feel his face twist into something between curiosity and mild disgust. Kafka couldn't tell he was being flirted with? And was okay with it coming from his brother?

"Ye-yeah?" Hoshina returned hesitantly.

"You sure? 'Cuz I mean... wow. He's... actually interested? In me?" Kafka's smile grew bigger and more wonky as he processed what he was told.

"You're okay with this?" Hoshina questioned incredulously. He could not believe what he was seeing, and was actively praying that this wasn't the case.

"Are you kidding? Of course! You're brother is frickin' hot!" Kafka replied with joy, "Is he, like, still around? I mean, I know he's not here kinda around, but I mean, is he like, nearby? Like in a hotel or something? Nah, that would be creepy. Oh! Could you let me have his number?" Kafka prattled on as Hoshina continued to become more and more disgusted. Sure, he was a little happy to hear that Kafka was cool with being hit on by guys, (and clearly reciprocated the sentiment) but felt absolutely horrified at hearing Kafka wanting his brother's number. So much so that he immediately stood on the bench seat so he could get a good enough vantage to stomp on Kafka to stop his train of thought.

"You! Will! NOT! Be! Dating! My! BROTHER!" Hoshina shouted out between the stomping.

"Jesus! And here I thought you wouldn't be having a problem with me liking guys! Yah know, since you told me about it!" Kafka shouted back as he tried to defend himself from the onslaught.

"I don't have a problem with you dating guys! I have a problem with you dating my brother!" Hoshina said as he pressed his foot down firmly onto Kafka's hands that were protecting his head.

'Well then, who would you rather have me date?" Kafka returned rhetorically.

"Me for starters!" Hoshina finally admitted. Once he did, he let the pressure off of his foot and just stayed in the position for a hot minute, feeling as awkward as a school girl admitting to her first crush. Kafka just held onto the foot as he looked up at his commander with wide, unbelieving eyes. All Hoshina could bring himself to do was look away, his cheeks flushing hot and bright. Kafka helped lower the foot down as he got up from his seat to face him from the front.

"Have... have you been flirting with me too?" Kafka asked. Hoshina still couldn't look at him or answer, so his cheeks answered for him.

"How long have you been flirting with me?" Kafka asked again.

"Two... two years." Hoshina answered quietly.

"We've known each other for two years." Kafka responded. Hoshina still hadn't made a move, only crossed his arms defensively.

"YOU'VE BEEN FLIRTING WITH ME SINCE WE MET?" Kafka shouted as he made the realization.

"To be fair, I don't flirt like a normal person and you clearly can't read context clues." Hoshina said as he finally regained some control over his mouth. He just wished he had better control over what it said.

"Why didn't you say anything before now?" Kafka sounded incredulous at the thought of how he could have been dating the most amazing person on base before now, had be been able to read between the lines.

" I kept thinking it was funny?" Hoshina responded in a shy, quivering voice as more blood rushed to his face and made it redder.

"Okay, now I have to ask. What about me do you like? Do you think I'm handsome, or do you really just like to think I'm funny?" Kafka questioned as he waved his hands around animatedly.

"Honestly? I just really like that you're funny." Hoshina said as he relaxed and playfully shrugged. Now feeling better about having all of this out in the open.

" So, just, fuck my face then." Kafka said in a sarcastically irritated manner while turning around and waving his arms.

"I would if you'd stop talking." Hoshina accidentally let slip.

He wasn't ashamed of saying it, but probably should have found a better time to say it. It didn't seem to matter anyway as Kafka took a second to stop his flailing and slowly turned around to face his commander again. A sly smile tugged at the corner of his lips as his eyes darkened at the play on words they stumbled into.

"Well alright then." Kafka chuckled darkly as he strode over to where Hoshina was still standing. He grabbed his legs and threw him over his shoulder, holding onto Hoshina's calves for dear life as he carried his thrashing lover out of the gym.

"Wha-what do you think you're doing?" Hoshina cried as he tried to look back at his kidnapper. Kafka returned the most intensely flirtatious side-eye back at him as they walked out of the gym.

"Moving training to your place, so you can properly shut me up."

"Wha-what, no dinner first?" Hoshina stuttered nervously as he continued to be paraded down the hall on Kafka's shoulder. He got even more nervous as Okonogi slid past his line of sight and watched them walk away.

"You've been flirting with me for two years. Dinner can wait." Kafka growled as the other hand came up and audibly smacked Hoshina on the ass.

[robosuta]

Everytime I draw them I get gender euphoria

[cerealbishh]

"We're in the exact same place we were before..."

"We are in such a different place. We're communicating, we're- we're listening to each other... We're gonna figure it out, together."

[ask-the-flirty-fighters]

MR: Try to teach Heartberry how to make gumbo... as an experiment with her cooking...went just as well as i thought... Clean-up was fun, though. Made her feel better about its explosive nature... As of taste and presentation.. 100 of 10🫠would eat again.😉

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Thank you @santasantita999 @screwpinecaprice for another great representation of Mistrf and Heartberry’s bliss! Go follow them if you haven't

[c-atm]

Waiting to start date night with the boys.

Thanks to @screwpinecaprice for this art again go follow if you haven't.

[hidemation]

A few moments later

There are more empty bottles on the floor

Fallen dreamswap @drk-mnd-fds

Ds decaying delights @hidemation

[ask-the-flirty-fighters]

Scream with me:

It was date/hang night for Steven(Mister) and Connie(Heartberry) and decided to go to the theater Jane worked at. Being busy all week , they decided they needed to relax a bit and decided a classic movie night was a perfect activity.

"When did dogcopter become a horror series?" Steven whispered in his Heartberry’s esr as they watched. Holding her left hand with his right, fingers interlaced as he rubbed her knuckles with his thumb.

"Ever since B26 acquired its IP." She answered, popping a bit of cheddar popcorn in her mouth, face forward but taking a side-glance at her Mister, happy to have him to herself. "They also got the guys and gals series." She leaned on his shoulder and bit black a smirk hearing the slightest of groans from his chest.

"Well, maybe they'll make Dave guy interesting."

"They're rumors of Dave being the villian protagonist." Connie mused, "guess he didn't get that internship."

"Ok, that reminds me of that clown movie you,Jeff, and Danny liked."

"Jester was a good movie, a perfect villian origin."

" Very bloody and violent. Felt bad for Fletcher...Damn good character study."

"Part of why I love it so much." She chuckled, kissing his cheek,feeling his facial flexed as he smiled," love you." She nuzzled, watching the movie as he kissed her crown

" love you too, thanks for watching this corny movie with me."

"Of course, bad movies with my Big Biscuit Mister. Seem like a good time to me,plus it's a horror movie, they always fun even if it horrible. " she grinned Impishly.

"a truly terrible terror." He chuckled, moving closer, a flirtatious look on his face.

" a sad-sad scare." Her voice took on a beckoning tone.

"A failed fright." He answered, moving closer, their lips close.

"A.."

"GREASE MY BLADES WITH YOUR BLOOD!"

The voice of the demonic heli-canine caught them both off-guard, causing them to jump in their seats before the carnage on the screen evoked screams from them as they gripped each other hand and Steven crushed his drink, as trembles ran through them both.

With a look between and beat of silence, the two, they broke into laughter.

"Grease my blades with your blood?!" Connie howled.

"What a cheesy line!" Steven cackled.

The two got closer as they continued to watch the movie, basking in each other as they continued to scream and laugh together.

Thursday: Movie Night

Okay, that jumpscare got 'em. (Don't worry, he didn't crush her hand.)

Personal connverse week for an anonymous Ko-fi tipper! Prompts, details, and polaroid border effect also by anon.

[ivysos2001]

Ok this might be such a random stupid take but I just noticed that post-catws we literally never see Steve and Natasha touch each other at all

Like in catws he’s literally grabbing her and carrying her around in battle and pushing her up against a wall and holding her up when she’s injured and she’s throwing herself into his lap to avoid gunfire and kissing him on the cheek and kissing him (!!!!) to act like a couple to blend in while they’re undercover

They’re shown to be very comfortable/not shy about touching each other (especially in a fight) so idk now that I’ve noticed it the lack of *any* physical contact between them in the other movies it kinda feels like we’re seeing a really restrained version of them from then on

I mean tell me if I’m wrong but I think the closest thing we get post-catws is them sharing the shield back and forth in aou even tho that’s not really the same thing (they were just too powerful a duo I guess lol)

Idk if this was intentional (maybe after catws they thought having them touch at all would feel too charged or something bc they saw the same chemistry that rest of us did lol) but at this point I’m kinda just laughing picturing the directors running around like chaperones at a middle school dance on all the sets screaming at Chris and Scarlett to get away from each other lmao

Ok edit I posted this and immediately remembered that hug in cacw but my point still stands bc that’s literally the only exception lol

[underhanded-lamb]

Moon shows you Sun’s old trainer card. ☀️🌙🌟

the joke is that they are simultaneously bajillions of years old but also shouldn’t technically exist yet but when you’re cooked in a single parent’s kitchen like what are you gunna do

☀ I really liked the collectable trainer card gimmick in Sw/Sh; I loved making cringe/gaudy cards and hoarding all the cards I found it was FUN y’all okay?! Also yes I made Sun a cringe trainer card behold