#gonna smooch that fucker on the forehead

[mandarinasart]

Gintoki Chibi is so ready to let his fists do the talking.

[sashisuse]

SABÉ….. i wanna hear abt >:3333 nobasalma 1950s au. ANDDDD sashisuse…… maybe pirate au??? i feel like that’d be chaotic and fun hehe

I LOVE ALL YOUR OCS BTW. SO MUCH. i have sm of your fanart in my drafts waiting to be eaten i mean reblogged…. give them a forehead kiss from me :3

AHHH my first ever ask… thank you ari… so very excited to answer this OKOKOK

let me accomplish this ask PERFECTLY

nobasalma first!!

okay this one is a little tricky because salma has the vibes of a greaser but realistically she would be a prep because she’s from the gojo clan and they got MONEY 😭 but salma is chicana as well so… hm.. i would say she started as a preppy girl but was very easily swayed into becoming a troublesome greaser. like a mixture of both for sure. nobara is definitely a prep but she’s such an outspoken person and this is why salma is like ‘oh yes this is perfect’ and they’re cute. salma probably takes nobara in a lowrider. they’re also both troublemakers. have you MET THEM!! AHAHA i love this idea actually.

okokok headcanon for this au… salma has a very fancy baby blue lowrider that she works on religiously. salma also is always picking nobara up in the lowrider AND she gives nobara her leather jacket hehehe

OKAY SASHISUSE PIRATE AU

this one is so silly to me. so here’s my idea for it is that setsuko and suguru are the ones who start off with the ship because they’re childhood besties in almost every au so they were probably on the wavelength of ‘we’re going to be the coolest pirates when we grow up’. they get their ship. they meet shoko at some point and she’s like a healer and is like ‘lol you guys are gonna get scurvy if you don’t let me heal you wink wink’ and she throws oranges at them. LMFAO. okay. so satoru is obviously the stowaway. he’s probably some like prince in this au who longs for a life at sea. and setsuko and suguru (who are both captains. they share.) are like ‘hm… he’s cute.’ and decided to keep him. shoko is very nonchalant about the whole thing but she’s glad to have him aboard regardless. thinks the monarchy is stupid and thinks it’s funny that they ‘stole a prince.’ satoru reminds them that they DID NOT steal him but shoko thinks it’s funny. setsuko and suguru quickly join in on this joke as well. they’re a fun little crew. they kiss sometimes. I MEAN WHAT WHO SAID THAT. (was it casual when we would steal precious jewels and give it to each other as tokens of our love and affection)

headcanon… the ship is called the rainbow dragon and honestly it makes sense because the fuckers (affectionate) are all rainbows themselves. they’re all incredibly touchy and affectionate with one another but they never establish what’s actually going on between them, which seems to be a constant in every universe. regardless, they all love each other and defend one another. also as opposed to setsuko’s canon forehead scar from The Toji Incident, i think the… pirate killer??? slashed her eye. so she wears an eyepatch a lot of the time but she always takes it off when it’s just the four of them. sashisu all agree she’s beautiful regardless (:

ANYWAY!!

thank you ari for this delicious ask 🙏 i am so excited to see your reblogs on my art, i will give them all a smooch on the forehead for you i promise 🤞

AND THANK YOU FOR LOVING MY OCS!! it makes me so happy when they get the slightest attention so this is very exciting to me.

okie ask finished ✅

[screampied]

no vaygus i can’t no more imma knock my own head tf out

a fckin mosquitoe generously 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 my forehead and left a lil smooch mark after it to call it that way 🥰

well good night vaygus i need to recover, don’t forget to do the same by drinking water and eating well🎀🎀

-🌟

oomf i hate mosquitoes those bitches need to die 💔💔💔 i remember getting bit in my ass LITERALLY IN MY ASS like why r u in there ???? fuckin fuckers

hope ur doing okay tho babeyyyy !!! 💏 not the forehead that’s like the worst spot nauuuurrr

nighty <3 ! hehe i def will, m gonna refill my water bottle riiiight now, you too sleep well gorgeous x

[mcrizzystardust]

HEY what’s your favorite Pokémon :D

.... you know, when i left the same ask in your box first, i should have known you'd ask me the same, but alas, i somehow did not anticipate this 😭

so, um.

this is going to be a long post..

i have found that i am utterly incapable of choosing a single (or even 2. or 3. or 4.) favourite(s), so, to make this easier for all of us, im gonna tier rank all my favourite pokemon!!

S TIER:

impidimp, morgrem, goomy, gible, obstagoon, quaxly, quaxwell, quaquaval, gengar, clefable, golett, golurk, psyduck, sprigatito, floragato, meowscarada, toxtricity, sableye, gligar, zangoose, blacephelon, sobble, drizzile, mudkip, marshtomp, swampert, litten, torracat, pumpkaboo, chespin, noibat, slowpoke, sewaddle, swadloon, leavanny, krookedile, espeon, umbreon, sylveon, shinx, archen, sharpedo, kricketot, gallade, cacturne

A TIER:

maractus, noivern, scorbunny, raboot, cinderace, espurr, dratini, dragonair, dragonite, riolu, sliggoo, joltik, mimikyu, petilil, lilligant, tepig, pignite, politoed, spoink, grumpig, gastly, rockruff, cosmog, wartortle, breloom, scizor, mudsdale, mareep, starly, dreepy, smeargle, nihilego, oshawott, leafeon, yamper, corvisquire, victini, zorua, houndoor, scolipede, lurantis

B TIER:

litwick, lucario, goodra, toxel, gabite, garchomp, drakloak, dragapult, inteleon, lycanroc, marshadow, flapple, seviper, sandile, krokorok, squirtle, mudbray, flaaffy, popplio, brionne, primarina, pancham, vaporeon, piplup, boltund, buneary, lopunny, chimchar, kecleon, bidoof

C TIER:

teddiursa, spinda, cutiefly, ribombee, clefairy, grimmsnarl, vulpix, ninetails, emolga, haunter, incineroar, stufful, bewear, meowth, skiddo, wooper, octillery, bounsweet, jynx, yanmega, eelektrik, eelektross, ampharos, applin, eevee, jolteon, flareon, glaceon, shaymin

okay so!! explaining my tier s's:

impidimp is just. like, hes such a fucking menace, and he looks so stupid, and i can't help but love him with my entire heart. same for morgrem, my lil scene kid 🥺🫶

GOOMY GOOMY GOOMY GOOMERS GOOMA GOOMERT GOOMY GOOMY

gible is such an ipad kid, im dying on this hill

obstagoon is so silly!! look at him!!!!

quaxly, quaxwell and quaquaval are all drag kings and i love them so so so much and im HHHNNGNGHH /aff

gengar and clefable holding hands onfgcgjdj!!!

golett and golurk are my little babygirls. LOOK AT THEM.

psyduck is actually me. hes so autistic coded!!!! and just,,, look!!!!!!!

sprigatito, floragato, meowscarada: weed cat <3

toxtricity is my lil goofy boy!! my son!!!!

sableye is so 🥺🥺🥺

gligar sees right through my soul and for that i need to give him a lil smooch on his forehead

zangoose!!! need i say more???

BLACEPHELON BLACEPHELON BLACEPHELON

sobble is so me, like, yes i love to cry, now come give me a hug you little goober. and drizzile is so emo kid, that lil fucker is screaming along to hell above by ptv as we speak!!

mudkip, marshtomp, swampert are like. three of my favourite favourites!! like if i had to pick a starter, i would be fighting for my life trying to pick between mudkip and quaxly

litten, torracat: fire boyos 🥺🫶

pumpkaboo NEED I SAY MORE

my boyfriend is so chespin coded and i have to love chespin for that

noibat is so cute!! and definitely a 2021 alt girl!!! we stan!!!

slowpoke is one of my top pokemon tbh!!! hes so me

sewaddle, swadloon, leavanny NEED I SAY LITERALKY ANYTHING ELSE? also, swadloon is SO ME

krookedile is just such a vibe, hes just chilling, hes just hanging out!

espeon + umbreon, because thats me and @aaron-hamiltion :)

SYLVEON OUR TRANS ICON

shinx is so goddamn cute like i just know that fucker is out there scratching up my couch and i'd forgive them for it

archen is so @aaron-hamiltion

SHARPEDO SHARPEDO SHARPEDO

kricketot just feels so homey and comfortable, like i just wanna play my fiddle with them :))

gallade is so gender

cacturne: GENDER ENVYYY

[kexdosee]

*in a high pitched voice* aaah big baby kitty sweet baby boy lookachtuuuu in ya little box being soft and squishyyyy purring like a champ teheehe *grabing his head with both hands, bringing his face an inch in front of mine, staring into his soul, whispering* you stupid little fucker cute as shit gonna squeeze you to death you adorable little asshole stupid cat *giving him a big lovely smooch on the forehead* luv yu my sweet babyyy!!

Kitty Quaritch.

If he fits, he sits. Also, he purrs.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

ONE BOTTLE TO BLAME

Prompt: Requested, by the lovely @jazzy-bella02 (I’m sorry this took me so long to post it, but I hope you’ll like it and thank you so much for being patient with me, honey 😘)

Word Count: Long-ish

Pairings: Jon Moxley x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, dom x sub dynamic, oral sex (male and female receiving / 69), dirty talk, name calling (aka degradation), kinda fluff (at the end), slight angst, breath play (asphyxiation kink)

Editor: @thenightmareismyreality

Tag: @marlananicole , @bellalutionn , @sassymox , @yungbludjazz360

Notes: I just want to put this out there (before it turns into a fucking commotion): I have NOTHING against Renee , ok? I think she’s pretty awesome tbh and this is for plot purposes only! Please be reminded that this is a FICTIONAL STORY, not real life!(*This is only addressed to those who aren’t mature enough to understand that difference). If you’d like to check out my previous works, you can find them on my Masterlist 😉

“Alright, Y/N it’s your turn” Darby said

“Again?” I whined

“C’mon, don’t be such a party pooper! Pretty please?” He begged, dramatically batting his lashes

I spun the bottle and to my surprise it landed on landed on Jon Moxley, the man I desperately had a crush on, but refused to admit it out loud

“I don’t want to play this anymore, thanks” I mumbled

“Don’t be so childish, Y/N. What’s the worst thing he can do?” Darby laughed, looking at Mox who smiled back

“She said she doesn't want to” Renee stated bitterly

“Leave her alone, she will play” Mox said to her as he looked at me

“That’s my man!” Darby patted his back “So, Y/N, what do you choose: the kiss or the question?” He asked

“The question” *I’ll be damned if I ever choose the first option* I thought bitterly

“Mox, go ahead” Darby grinned

“Hmm” Jon pretended to debate what to ask “Who in this circle would you really want to kiss, and why?” He smirked

*How does he know?* I thought to myself- and then while looking at Darby, realization hit me. I could see the fucker trying to hide a smile behind his cup. *Darby told him! Ooh I’m gonna kill you Darby!*

“I - ummm...Darby” I said quickly

“Darby?” Mox looked at me in disbelief, and I nodded

“Why?” He teased

“Because...I think he’s cute” I lied, oh so poorly

“Right” He chuckled “Of course you do”

“Alright Mox, it’s your turn” Darby cackled

Jon spun the bottle and to our surprise it landed on me, again!

*Oh God, this must be a joke* I thought

“What’s your choice: question or kiss?” The blonde man asked him

“Kiss” Those piercing blue eyes stared at me

“I don’t think this is fair, she just answered your question! Jon, spin the bottle again, please” Renee said

“He can’t do that! It stopped on Y/N, so she and Jon will play. It’s their turn” Darby spat

“It’s not fair-”

“Why? Because it didn’t stop on you?” Mox scoffed

She shot him a look that well, if looks could kill, he’d be a pile of ash, before saying “You’re not going to kiss her”

“Oh really?” He chuckled “And who’s gonna stop me? You? Please, Renee, don’t make me laugh”

“You have no right-” She began

“YOU have no right! We’re not together anymore, I can do whatever I want with whoever I want and that’s none of your damn business! What the fuck are you even doing here anyways? I didn’t invite you, Y/N didn’t invite you, nobody on this roster invited you. Just fuck off!”

“Don’t talk to me like that” She pretended to be upset

“Don’t fucking try me then!” He replied, almost screaming at this point

Renee stood up and quickly made her exit out the front door, with a heavy silence settling in as she left.

“So, where were we?” Jon suddenly asked “Oh yeah! My kiss” He looked at me and grinned

Darby laughed “C’mon Y/N, you know the rules”

Rolling my eyes I crawled towards him, and when I was close enough, he whispered quietly so only I could hear

“Yes baby, crawl to me”

Noticing my nervousness, he pointed to his cheek and I felt so relieved that I wouldn’t have to kiss him in front of everyone

I leaned forward to his cheek, and once I was close enough, he turned his head around and connected our lips in a loud smooch

I had never felt a greater urge to bury my face in the sand like I did in that moment.

“Hmmm, vanilla?” He asked, clearly referring to my chapstick flavor

“I like the taste, kitten” He said, licking his lips

And so the game went on, every time the cursed bottle landed on Jon and I he asked me questions that got more personal (or invasive) each time: ‘What was my favorite sex position?’, ‘The craziest place I’ve ever had sex?’, ‘Did I own a vibrator?’, ‘How often did I use it?’, ‘Did I like it rough?’, ‘Have I ever tried BDSM?’, ‘Was I a sub?’.

And before he could ask me any more questions, I leaned towards Darby and said I was going to one of his guest bedrooms. When he asked why, I simply lied, saying I wasn’t feeling very well. He nodded and I finally left that damned room and stupid game, leaving Jon Moxley behind me…

Or at least I thought so!

When I opened the guest bedroom door, there he was, sitting down at the foot of the bed, smirking at me

“Thought you could run away from me, little mouse?” He chuckled at my surprised face

“Unfortunately for you, it’s not that easy to fool me, sweetheart” He took slow, predatory steps towards me “You didn’t answer my last question, doll” He pushed my body against the door, making it close, he then proceeded to lock it as well

“What question?”

“Are you a sub?” He whispered to me

I gulped “I-I enjoy power play”

Jon smiled widely “I thought so” He leaned forward, deeply inhaling the bamboo scent of my conditioner “Everything about you screams submissive, the essence practically radiates from your soul” He looked into my eyes

“Do you have a boyfriend?” I shook my head

“Sex partner?” I shook my head once more

“Do you have a Dom, kitty kat?” He asked, softly running his fingers through my hair

“No” I panted

“Do you want one?” He smirked

“Yes, please, sir?”

Jon grinned, and the soft motions from his fingers were quickly replaced by a forceful grip

“You wanna have some fun, Y/N?”

“Yes, sir”

“You gonna be my good little slut?”

“Yes, sir”

“Gonna make my cock feel real good?”

“Yes, sir”

“Is that pussy going to belong to me when we’re done?”

“All yours, sir”

He smiled “Are you going to be my favorite whore of all time?”

“I hope so, sir”

One of his hands quickly wrapped around my neck, applying just enough pressure to make me feel slightly lightheaded

“Does this pretty little slut know how to suck a cock?”

I nodded

“Let’s see about that” He smirked “Take your clothes off”

When we were both naked, Jon laid down on the bed

“Come here, kitten” He cooed “Sit on my face and show me how good that mouth of yours can be”

I obliged and as soon as my core was close enough to his face, he wasted no time in devouring me

It all felt so good that I needed something in my mouth, to muffle my loud moans, so I leaned forward and began to suck him off. Thanks to the position I was in, I had the advantage of sliding him further down, without having to worry about my gag reflex.

Jon moaned around my clit, as he put two fingers in. The vibrations his humming was causing me were heavenly

“Fuck, feels so fucking good!” He said and slapped my ass “Y/N, I’m going to need you to cum right now” He said, slightly out of breath

“Yes, sir” I answered, with a string of spit still connecting me to his cock’s head

His sucking became harder and the pace of his fingers became rougher, and before I could realize it, my walls were pulsing around his fingers.

When I was down from my high, Jon quickly pinned me down on the mattress and placed himself behind me

“You sure can suck a dick” He chuckled on my ear “But how well can you take a cock, kitty cat?”

“Very well, sir”

“Oh” He laughed “That’s bold! I have high expectations now! You’re not going to disappoint me, are you Y/N?”

“No, sir”

“You better not” He teased, as he slowly entered me

“So fucking wet” He said, and I could hear the smile in his voice

“Who made you this wet, baby?”

“You did, sir. You always do” I confessed

“Always? So you had thought about this before?”

“Every night, sir”

“And what do you do when those thoughts come to your mind, Y/N?” He increased his pace

“I touch myself and think about you, sir”

Jon growled “I would like to see that! Do you use your vibrator?”

“Yes, sir”

“Does it make you feel good, kitten?” He whispered

“Not as good as you do, sir”

“Great answer, sweetheart” He cackled

Placing his forearm on the back of my neck to keep me in place, Jon’s thrusting pace became almost too rough, but I was loving every second of it

“My good little whore loves cock, doesn’t she?”

I answered a muffled ‘yes, sir’

“Of course she does! Look how well she’s taking me”

“Am I stretching you good enough, baby?”

“Yes, sir”

“You’re gonna cum for me?” He asked, when he felt my walls my walls clenching tighter around him

I only moaned in response

“Cum, Y/N. Right now!”

My body followed his order, releasing it all over his length

Jon quickly pulled out, and his hot cum landed on my ass

He cleaned both of us up with a warm damp towel. Laying down by my side, he pulled me up until my head rested on his chest. That was when he placed one finger underneath my chin and tilted my head up, so he could kiss my lips in such a sweet and delicate way that made me giggle softly

“What?” He asked, with a sweet smile on his lips

“I’m sorry, the switch in you made me giggle” I laughed softly

“What change?”

“You just kissed me so softly, but were fucking me mercilessly and calling me a good little slut mere minutes before that”

“I can be soft too, you know?” He blushed a little

“Awww, you’re so sweet” I pecked his lips “But I love the rough you as well, don’t worry” I winked

“Good, because I’m a man of my word and” He shifted on the bed so he could lay down on his side “That pussy is now mine...all mine!” He growled, in a teasing way

“Yes, sir” I joked

“Wanna grab some burgers when we wake up?” He asked, pulling me closer to him and resting his forehead on mine

“I’d love to”

I smiled, falling asleep minutes after Jon’s soft snoring sounds filled up the bedroom...

Please, if you’re comfortable with it, let me know your thoughts on this? Feedbacks are always appreciated 🥰😘

[kiss4kazu]

Hi! could I request some headcanons for what kissing Ashe and Dimitri (Felix too if thats not too much if not its fine) would be like for the first time?

☆ first time kisses with ashe, dimitri, felix 

↳ ashe babie boy 

although ashe is really innocent and pure i think he’s easily one of the most romantic in blue lions and would really go above and beyond always for the person he loves. 

i know a lot of people probably see ashe as someone being too reluctant and nervous to actually ever make a move first but i think if he really liked someone, he’d be extremely obvious about it, blushing like crazy, a stuttering mess, etc and after enough pep talks from sylvain he’d finally make a move to ask u out on a date and it would be an absolute wreck.

would literally put together something so fckin cheesy n corny but in the most adorably ashe way that it makes you want to punch him from being so precious

like a cute picnic or something by a lake and he’d make cute little cakes with some help from annette and it would just be so pure. 

he’d rehearse how he’s going to confess in his head like a million times but when the moment actually comes it ends up just being a jumbled up mess filled with “ums” and he’d try to stick to the script him and sylvain came up with and get out a “y-you’re r-really… u-uh… p-pretty..” but then he’d fuck it all up by saying something weird n dorky like “a-and you s-smell really nice… w-wait that’s weird i’m sorry-” and you’d just hold back ur laughter, ur heart swelling with so so much affection for him. 

ofc he’d ask for permission to kiss you, cheeks crimson and his eyes looking up at yours like tht one starry eyed emoji. you’d give him a vocal response, since he rly needs that reassurance. no stutters just “of course ashe” and he’d smile so so big and then just swoop down totally uncoordinated. 

would probs miss your lips and have to readjust. 

kissing ashe for the first time would be … messy. he’s not experienced at all, and doesn’t know what to do with his hands and he’d honestly be a dead fish for a good few moments. but as you ease him more into the kiss, he’d loosen up a bit, tilt his head and just stop overthinking. his lips would be really warm and would taste so sweet from the cake and he’d smile so hard into the kiss that your teeth end up bumping into each other and you’d pull away laughing

ashe kisses are the best honestly the butterflies fireworks the whole shebang yknow. 

as he gets more confident he’d probably try out a few things he’s seen in books like slipping his tongue in and would be completely taken aback by just how nice it feels. would probably whine into the kiss, cradle your face in his hands, and once you guys pull apart for some air he’d just breathe heavily against your lips with the dopiest smile on his face :( <3 

he’d be rly slap happy after kissing you for the first time and would probably tackle u onto the picnic blanket laughing from happiness kissing your face everywhere and showering you in compliments, shoving his face into ur neck and just breathing in ur scent. 

he’s very clingy ok. 

↳ dimi !!

whew. ok so we’re gonna do academy phase dimi since feral dimi is uh… probs not sfw & violent skjdfjslkjfd  

academy phase dimi knows NOTHING about kissing n he has 0 experience so it takes him forever n a day to finally get the balls to kiss u and when he does … whew. 

i can imagine kissing dimi to be during like , a deep convo or something late at night, when he’s having trouble sleeping or something and ur just running ur fingers through his hair, listening to him as he vents and admiring the sound of his voice bc he’s always more talkative at the dead of night when he’s sleep deprived. 

he’d just look at u so so lovingly and it would be suffocating and ur just staring at his lips but u know ur probs way in over ur head bc uh he’s the future king of faerghus 

but then he’d ask for permission too like ashe tbh bc he’s just polite like tht and has too good mannerisms 

plus he cares a lot about your comfort and would never want to make u feel unsafe or uncomfy especially by his doing

and you would nod with quickness n he’d waste not a second to connect ur lips 

kissing dimi is like a trance tbh, type of kiss that feels like something in u is short-circuiting 

literally the type of kiss that makes ur knees buckle u know the ones. 

he’s a rly rly good kisser n it makes no sense bc he’s literally never kissed anyone before in his life n it kind of makes u mad bc why is he perfect 

a rly rly passionate kisser and he can be kind of rougher than he intends to bc he’s not good with fragile things 

clearly v dominant in the kiss, one hand with an iron grip on ur hip the other tangled up behind ur neck, gripping ur hair. after a while gets reluctant and starts to overthink things and pulls away apologizing for being too rough

you’d probs have to reassure him a million times tht its okay dimi ur not hurting me!! 

he’s rly touch starved tbh so he always tends to take pecks into full-blown makeout sessions or when he intends to just kiss ur forehead he ends up kissing ur cheeks too, ur jaw, down ur neck just riling himself up tbh and then he finally  looks up at u with his eyes all dark n ur just like … here we go

did i mention he groans a lot during kisses bc he does 

dimi’s other sides shining through when his emotions overwhelm him is just .. dimitri 101. 

he’s rough, seemingly an expert at this shit, his tongue shoving past your lips and completely taking u off guard. he’d literally kiss you so hard your head would spin and he’d do it all with a blush on his face bc he’s still a shy babie.  as soon as the moment is over he’s back to stuttering n being all awkward boyish prince. 

he’s also the type to shower u in compliments between kisses.

kisses lips “you’re so gorgeous” smooches neck “so amazing” kisses jaw “goddess i love you” 

im scream crying

↳ felix too bc WHY NOT ! i love him 

listen. 

this little fucker kisses the life out of people u heard it here first folks. 

he’s 100% a heat of the moment type of kisser. it could go two ways tbh. like if you got hurt or something on his behalf he’d scream at you with glossy eyes for a good 5 minutes and then just stare at you all >:( and then he’d just grab you and  kiss the fuck out of you.

probably the most passionate kisser out of the three, he kisses to the point where u can’t feel ur toes and stuff he’d just completely indulge without any fucks given bc he almost lost you and he’s not good with explaining his emotions so hopefully this helps you understand. 

the other way i can see a first kiss going down with felix is more.. vulnerable, despite his hard exterior. he is rough and mean but it’s not bc he’s genuinely a bad person he just has walls built up so high tht its impossible for anyone to rly climb over 

to get a kiss from lix, u definitely have to have climbed over tht wall of his, or just fly a wrecking ball through it n send it crumbling to the ground

you’re literally the only exception, the only person who can rly get through to him 

he’d probably turn to you for comfort a lot, when dimitri agitates him with memories of glenn or his dad says something that ticks him off and he wants to punch something he’d just go to you instead, knock on ur door and just waltz in like he owns the place, sitting down on ur bed and u would know he wants cuddles bc this is how felix communicates 

if he had to actually say “i want cuddles” out loud he’d probably shoot himself in the foot with an arrow so he’s glad u understand, u always understand him just by looking at him n it’s reassuring bc he’s never been good with words.

its kind of cringe to him that he likes being held but shocker he likes being held 

he also rly rly likes it when u play with his hair he’s like a cat he will literally start nuzzling into you, so warm and pliant to your touch

ok im getting distracted back to the kissing shit

felix would probably just be rly overwhelmed with emotions n he doesn’t rly know how to tell u “i like u” so he just says “im going to kiss you.” like a literal statement n then he does it n ur just like o-o bc wtf. 

if ur not responsive at first he’d just pull away after a while and wouldn’t meet eyes with u and be all blushy. 

would let out a tch like the little shit that he is, and u have to turn his face so he’s properly looking at u again and meeting eyes with u 

he looks so vulnerable and stupidly gorgeous so u kiss him this time so he knows the feeling is mutual and it’d take him a min to really gather whats happening but once he does he’d literally. suck. the. life. out. of. your. face. period. 

felix kisses r rough n messy n just completely self-indulgent and he groans shamelessly when u pull his hair tie out from his bun and tug at his hair yes i have a thing for felix’s hair leave me alone.

gives 0 fucks would literally shove his tongue down your throat pull you flush against him and he always calls sylvain insatiable but rly its this fucker who’s insatiable he is literally eating your face. 

you’d have to pull him away from you and he’d just pant so hard against your lips and look at you like he wants to devour you and its kind of overwhelming bc he’s fucking hot !!!!! 

would shove his face into ur neck and mumble out an “i like you”  and u would tease him n be like “what did you say i cant hear u?” and he’d elbow u in the ribs  and groan into ur neck and u would laugh n kiss his head, telling him u like him too

at tht he’d lift his head up, his hair falling over his amber eyes and u would just push the strands away from his face and kiss him softly one last time before going back 2 ur conversation about punching sylvain’s face or sumn

anyway i love felix thanks 4 coming to my ted talk. 

requests are open! <3

- vivi ★

[goobiegoobert]

Oh look a hot guy said I look hot I can die now,Thank u sm:D♡♡♡

AGREED AGREED AGREED..whenever I look I just wanna hug him and crush his fucking bones god dammit..ASGORE IS A HIMBO CHANGE MY MIND.."what is an..anime?" Dude I died when he said this,DID U KILL THE MONSTER KID TOO? I LOVE THAT CUTIE SM..so basically you tortured yourself,nice

I didn't meet everyone one I think I met 22/28?? BUT DAMN I LIKE SEBASTIAN N SAM, damn gay bitches..GEORGE? Grumpy grandpa

BUT DAMN BOO FACTS..game didn't even let me have some tea w asgore:( I WANTED TO HAVE A CUP OF TEA W A HOT DUMB HIMBO...I couldn't even date Papyrus ur not gonna believe how much I searched on the Internet if there is a way to date him. sans is a pretty good bf pick him😔 just please protect him from those fans pls.

-🧅

HELLO?? WHAT HOT GUY BABES YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE AROUND HERE RN!! <333

DO NOT WORRY,, i didn't kill monster kid that's where i had an emotional breakdown and my friend was like "hey you can reset yknow,,"

but fuck dude it did hurt, self torture is my middle name [my middle name is actually Paz funny enough, it was my grandmothers name!]

OO,, i wonder who you didn't get to meet im super interested on your opinions for the townsfolk tbh!

i can forgive Toby Fox on that,, i can live without giving forehead kisses to my funny guys but sadly I will be commiting atrocities in writing to give them smooches!!! Sans is a cunt, I will crumble him between my thighs that fucker will perish tbh. He's cool and I get the hype over him but Sans will forever be my beloathed <3

[sir-crocodile-slut]

Mark my words. I’m gonna find each and every one of you heathenistic fuckers and give you all a huge smooch on the forehead. It’s not a matter of if…. But when. Be ready.

* Disclaimer * I can also give you a deep throat tongue kiss if it is preferred. Must request ahead of time.

[yamithediaperdork]

Cry baby and Pee pants, part 1 (Digimon)

Matt cussed loud and long as he searched though his locker and the dressing room for the 5th time. The young blond had been trying out for a band, hoping to launch his music carer after more or less calling it quits as a digi destined, after barely keeping Tokyo from being blown up by a rouge digimon. This was actually his 6th audition, his young age and well, not exactly stellar skills on the guitar meant that he was told thanks for trying out, but he wasn't right for any of the bands till now. The leaping lizards had gushed over the raw talent being there, and had welcomed him on board, even pouring him a couple drinks of sake despite him being underage to celebrate. The last thing Matt recalled before waking up five hours later was them laughing at how stupid he was and.. Giving up the search, he had to finally admit the truth. they hadn't ever been serious about their offer to join the band and had just wanted to steal his guitar, a newer model and worth at least 300 bucks even being pawned. 'I suppose I should feel lucky I woke up with both kidneys.' Matt thought to himself. 'But how the fuck am I suppose to try out for the lone wolfs in two days with no instrument?' There was NO way he'd be able to get his parents to get him anther guitar, he'd had to basically break out the water works and plead on his knees for a month to get the last one. His antics had earned him the nick name of cry baby around both his dad's house and his mom's, and TK still wasn't letting it go and would ask if baby wanted his ba-ba. That left asking the others for a few loans, and most of them weren't too pleased he'd given up the hero game for fortune. Joe was blowing all his money on his studies anyways, Izzy on computer junk.. Sora and Mimi had been giving him the cold shoulder and he knew neither Kari nor TK would have the cash. '...I wonder if Tai's still hella gay?' Matt though, a Cheshire grin coming across his face. the always needy boy kisser had been good for getting a few video games before and junk, it was like 20 minutes of gay stuff like smooching and cuddling and then a little shopping spree AND Tai had just come into a fat wad of cash after a uncle that adored him had left him a big hefty inheritance. 'I can gay out for like, a hour for this.' Matt thought and getting his bag (and of course finding his wallet dry) he headed towards home, thinking about getting a even better guitar then before.

Tai was shocked when Matt called him the next morning, asking if he could meet up. After Matt had ditched the team only Tai and TK made any real efforts to hang with him, and TK only because they were brothers. In truth Izzy was giving Tai a hard time about it, but since Izzy was being a little bitch about a lot of things lately Tai just ignored his on and off again boyfriend. 'I mean, I was willing to get him that new computer he wanted and he couldn't rock a pamper butt for me? RUDE!' Tai thought and huffed. It was Tai's new fetish, and one he'd discovered by mistake when googling more on that Willis kid and finding out the little cutie had a website set up to show him modeling in diapers. Naturally seeing that Tai had begged and pleaded with Izzy to try out diapers but apparently Izzy had been a late bloomer and had only recently gotten out of daytime diapers before their whole adventure started. Naturally this had only made Tai wanna diaper him more, but again, Izzy was being a little pecker head about it. (at least from Tai's point of view.) 'heh. if Matt is expecting a little shopping spree today..he's in for a surprise. the boy is gonna earn it.' Tai thought, and went and checked on the supplies he kept under his bed on the off chance he lucked into a diaper boy. there they were, 2 packs of the diaper brand Willis recommended on his site, nice and thick, and a few onesies along with a changing pad and pacifiers and a baby bottle. 'Oh yeah..come onnn Matt..be desperate for money~'

Matt made sure to wear a nice tight sleeveless top and a pair of tight jeans (So tight he'd needed TK's help getting into them.) and made sure to spike his hair just the way that Tai liked it. TK wasn't dumb though, and knew what Matt was doing. "Looking good for your sugar daddy Cry baby." He teased and winked. "Your lucky Tai's expecting me, or I'd give you the noogie to end all noogies." Matt said, raising a eyebrow. it was just the two of them at their mothers apartment at the moment and TK used to know better then to push his luck when it was just them. "Mmhhhhmm.. your dadddy calls and cry baby Matt comes running. maybe HE'S gonna give ya yer ba-ba~" TK giggled. the giggles died off as TK saw the look on Matt's face, and when their mom would get back she'd find TK hanging by his undies from a nail on the wall. "...pushed cry baby too far again huh?" she asked, smirking and taking off her jacket. "Y-Yeah..uh..a little help?"TK squeaked. "Righttt after I put the groceries away.. think of this as time to reflect on watching your mouth." mom said and walked away. "B-But my undies are so far up my crack i can taste themmm!" TK whined. "then I don't need to worry about lunch." came the reply. "...Funny fucker aren't you." TK huffed under his breath, crossing his arms. "I hear that!"

Making his way to Tai's Matt got more then a few looks from both guys and girls, and likewise, a few wolf whistles. He ignored them for the most part, but had a smirk on his face knowing just how sexy he looked and soon was knocking on Tai's door. Tai gave him a once over as he opened the door and Matt smirked, he was almost drooling. "So, Like what you see?" Matt asked, and flexed a arm. "heh, Oh yeah. so gonna stand out there and look hot, or come inside and tell me what you want?" Tai asked, standing aside and gesturing into the apartment. "Don' worry, Kari had a school thing out of town and mom and dad are with her.I have you allll to myself." Tai added, slapping Matt's ass as he walked past, making Matt yelp and blush. Still, Matt knew what was expected of him for the most part and just flashed Tai a grin and blew a kiss. 'fucking bastard! he knows i hate spanking stuff!' Matt fumed. Matt went to sit down on the couch by Tai had closed the door and taken a seat in a arm chair, then patted his lap. '..He's totally getting me the latest guitar if he keeps this shit up.' Matt fumed, but walked over and sat on Tai's lap,putting his arms around the bigger boy. Matt might of been taller, but with all the sports that Tai played he had a bulked up look and was pound for pound much stronger. "So, You normally only get THIS dressed up if you want something, so what's my little Mattie need?" Tai asked, cradling Matt in a way that Matt recognized as using back when TK was toddler. "I..I uh..I have a band audition coming up..but some jerk's stole my guitar..and um.." Matt swallowed and then batted his eyes at Tai. "I was wondering, hoping if maybe you'd get me a new one.I've been practicing my kissing and we can cuddle and stuff for like, 2 hours even!" "heh. Well that IS a tempting offer. doubly so when your cute ass is in my lap. but I have a boyfriend if I just wanted to make out with a cutie. and Izzy is willing to go all the way." Tai chuckled. "O-Oh..but..I uh..I'm not..you...know..I'm.." Matt stammered. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna make you suck dick or take it up the poop chute. and I WILL get you whatever kinda guitar you want for your silly little audition which by the way is when?" Tai asked, kissing Matt's forehead and making alarm bells go off in the blond mind. "I-It's tomorrow at 3 pm sharp. And..what do you want then?" Matt asked, a nervous twitch to his voice. "Oh nothing too much. something really easy actually." Tai said and smiled. 'Bullshit' Matt thought but kept the smile on his face. "and that is?..." "For every say.. 20 dollars I spend on your little guitar I get one hour with you being my darling little diaper boy." "..What?!"

Tai smirked as he got ready to put Matt back into padding. the blond was looking huffy as fuck, but was keeping his mouth shut all the same, likely trying not to blow his semi good deal. Tai of course fully understood WHY Matt wouldn't be happy with the deal, but couldn't help but tease the impending little uy a little bit. "Awww come on widdle Mattie, can't you give daddy a smile? Your making daddy think you don't wanna do our widdle deal." He he teased, reaching over and tickling mat''s chin while the blond sat cross legged next to him. "...Your a sick man, you know that?" Matt asked, but he was grinning all the same, though whether it was from the chin tickles or humoring him Tai couldn't be sure. "Flattery will get you everywhere." Tai said with a wink, and as he finished getting the changing pad (with a adorable teddy bear print) set up and the changing supplies ready, he looked over Matt's jeans as he tugged out 3 of the thick puffy diapers. "So, are gonna be able to get out of those by yourself? they almost look spray painted on." Tai asked. "I can totally undress myself!" Matt huffed and stood up, unbuttoning the jeans and sliding his thumbs into the belt loops and tugging. And tugging some more. and then more tugging as they didn't budge. "You were saying?" Tai asked, in a clearly delighted tone. "..Shut up and help me get these things off." Matt huffed.

Matt was crimson after they FINALLY got his jeans off, partly due to the fact it had taken 10 minutes of effort, and well, needing Tai's help to undress. Not helping matters was the fact that Matt had chosen to go commando and well, liked to keep it shaved down there. "Awww somebody was a good boy and knew what was coming and saved daddy some time!" Tai teased. 'oh shut the fuck up!' Matt thought. "Yeah, let's go with that." was his sulky reply. Tai had oddly grabbed a razor blade all the same and cut silts in the back and front of two of the three massive diapers he was planing on putting on Matt, making the blond give his impending 'daddy' a weird look. "It's so when you go tinkle, the wetness is shared and you can go longer in your diapies. Same for when you go boom boom." Tai said cheerfully. THAT had caused the blush to leave Matt's face, at least for a little bit as he paled. "W-Wait.. you mean..you want me to.. uh.. go.." Matt stammered, and the blush returned as he struggled to say the words, then hissed and blew a raspberry. "in my diapers!?!" "..Ok that was hella cute. and Yup, I'm even gonna be nice and let you use them all on your own for today, though if I don't like the results I'm seeing I'll be sure to get you some potty med's to help." Tai said and winked, then patting the changing mat. "come on Little guy, let's get your diapies on and then you can sit in daddies lap while we order you a guitar so you can make music for daddy." "But..I thought we were going and getting one today!" Matt whined. "Oh, does somebody wanna go out shopping in his diapers? So bold!" Tai teased. "NO! I just..uh.." mental images of Matt waddling around in the big bulky diapers, holding Tai's hand and sucking his thumb flooded his mind and he started to squirm lots even as he laid down on the changing pad. "Don't worry. I'll pay for rush delivery. if we get it in town it'll be here by this afternoon. Maybe I'll let my little exhibitionist answer the door." Tai teased, and grabbed the first diaper. '...I could really go for anther glass of sake right now.' Matt thought and lifted up his butt like a good boy.

Back at the apartment TK was having pain fueled day dreams of all the times his undies hadn't of been lodged up his crack and wished his mom would hurry up and come and get him down. Not helping the whole situation was the fact that he had a growing bladder issue and any attempt's to shift around and relive the pressure there only made the undies ride up more. His mom had gone from putting things away to excuse herself to the bathroom, an like she was the worlds greatest comedian she'd told him not to move, and to hang in there. TK had wisely kept his opinions of her humor to himself as he had a sneaking suspicion that his earlier comments had helped extend his wedgie time. Still as the need to tinkle grew more and more TK couldn't keep quiet. "MOMMY! I hafa go pee! if you don't wanna clean up a puddle you needa get me down NOW!" He called. the bathroom door opened and Nancy walked out, smirking. "Why didn't you say something sooner wedgie boy?" she asked, taping a finger on his nose. "...You were just waiting in there!?!" TK shouted and huffed, crossing his arms and glaring. Sadly as his attention was focused on his mom and being mad at her, it was diverted from where it needed to be. "Well you were being a little brat an-" She started, then looked down as a hissing noise was heard and looked at the growing wet patch on the front of TK's undies, and the puddle that was starting to form on the floor. "Really?" "T-This is your fault!" TK huffed even as she grabbed him under the arms and lifted him down, though holding him away from her so she didn't get any pee on her. The flow was weakling and stopping as she got him on his feet, turning him so he could add to the puddle while not standing in it since he was in socks. (not that they weren't already wet) "Mhmm.. Well go and finish in the bathroom and clean up." She said, rolling her eyes then noticed a super guilty look on TK's face. "The..flow DID stop because you got it under control right?" She asked, a smirk tugging on her face. "Er..well..see.." TK said, rubbing the back of his head and chuckling nervously. "Go grab a shower pee pants, and meet mommy in your room. you know the rule for pant's wetters in this house." She said and turned away to go and get the mop and bucket as TK whined. "MOOOM! NOT THE PULL UPS!"

Back at Tai's and Matt was powdered and tapped in his triple thick white diapers, and squirming like crazy as he looked at himself in the mirror. Tai had tugged off his shirt so at the moment Matt was JUST in his white socks and white diapers, and he couldn't even close his legs! and as bad as it looked from the front, once he turned around and looked over his shoulder it was WAY worse in the back! He hadn't of even been able to get to his feet without Tai's help (well, he was gonna use Tai's bed to pull himself up but Tai had insisted daddy was here to help) and to say he was waddling was a massive understatement. "So what do you think little guy?" Tai asked, coming up behind him and making Matt look front ward in the mirror again, kissing Matt's cheek as he patted Matt's fat diapered bottom. "...I feel like I'm gonna knock lamps off of end tables, and there should be a beeping noise when i back up!" Matt whined. "heh, cute idea. I'll see what i can rig up for your next diaper day with daddy." Tai chuckled and kissed Matt's cheek. 'I need to stop giving him ideas.' Matt mentally groaned. "Can I at least put my shirt back on or something? or you have some shorts I can put over these? I wanna try and cover the diapers up!" Matt whined. "oh, You're just in luck little guy! Daddy DOES have something to go over your adorable huggies." Tai said. The old familiar warning bells were going off in Matt's head as Tai went and reached under the bed, and pulled out two onesie's, or as Matt called them, diaper shirts. One was light blue with a yellow trim on the sleeves, neck and leg hole, and had a yellow star on the front, that had a smiling face and said 'daddies little star' under it in yellow text. the second one was a white one with a dinosaur print all over it, and Matt fought the urge to facepalm. 'I really need to start watching my goddamn mouth.' he thought. "So buddy, what do you thin? wanna be my widdle star, or a dino boy?" Tai asked. "Gee, they're BOTH so tempting." Matt said, unable to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. If Tai noticed though he didn't show it and just nodded instead. "You're right, I'll pick for you." '...REALLY need to just keep my effing mouth shut!'

In the end Tai went with the little star onesie, though he'd over estimated just how thick he could go and still use them as it was a bit of a fight to get the crotch snaps to close. "I think after we get you your little guitar, we'll go shopping and get more cute outfits for my widdle musician." Tai said. He could tell Matt was less then pleased, but the boy forced a smile on his face and nodded. "whatever you want ta-" he started to say. "ah ah ah, when your butt is in diapers, it's DADDY. Got it?" Tai said, wagging a finger and smirking. "..Yeah OK." Matt replied, rolling his eyes. "yeah OK what?" Tai questioned, the grin getting bigger. "...Yeah OK daddy." Matt said, smiling but clenching his teeth. Tugging Matt over/ helping the padded cutie keep his balance, Tai sat down in his big comfy computer chair and tugged Matt into his lap, giving the big baby's neck a kiss. "Now did you have a certain store in mind, or just want me to google and shop around?" Tai asked.

[fics-not-tragedies]

Constantine and 1

“A new scar?” you asked him, seeing the red marking on his back, telling you that not so long ago it was slashed open.

“A clawed motherfucker got me recently…” he exhaled the smoke and the puffy cloud danced in the air above his head.

Your fingers danced on the naked skin of his back and he flinched a little, taking another drag from his cigarette. When you leaned in and kissed the nape of his neck he gasped, stubbing the cigarette in the ashtray, then turned in his chair, so he could cup your face in his hands, pressing his lips to yours.

He tasted like tobacco and the glass of whisky he drank right before smoking.

“Constantine…” you breath against his lips when he drew back, put only a little, your foreheads still pressed together.

“Yes baby girl?” he loves to call you that, knowing what it did to you.

You crawled into his lap, straddling him a little, brushing your noses together.

“You should be more careful” you look at him with worry painted all over your face. Constantine presses your body flush against his and locks his arms around your waist.

“But you know I have to send those fuckers back where they belong… and I’ll get few scars from time to time while doing so” he was looking at you with puppy eyes, trying to convince you his job is necessary.

Well you knew it, but simply you were just worried about him getting killed in the process of dismissing another demon back to Hell.

“I know, it’s just… I care about you and I don’t want you to get hurt.”

You touched his face, outlining his jaw with your fingers. He grabbed one of your hand and smooched your wrists.

Then he got up from the chair, holding you firmly by your ass. Wrapping your legs around him, you held onto his arms for balance.

“I’m gonna show you how fit I am little girl and how great I am with using those wrestling moves.”

[undertaleandyou]

Goblin. Goblin. GOBLIN, you CANNOT create something like this, and expect me to not take advantage of it. I want Fresh, smooching YOU. You're welcome. ♥️

*squints* I can’t be mad because I expected this. ~ Mod Goblin

It’s too quiet. I know he’s still here; I just saw the fucker, like, five minutes ago. The fact that I don’t hear a damn thing is too suspicious. Using whatever stealth skills I have, I’m checking every corner. I know that fucker is up to something. I just don’t know what. Then, as I step through the kitchen, the fucker in question finally shows his stupid, smug face. Claws out, I get prepared for whatever bullshit he’s got up his sleeve. “What the fuck are you up to?” I hiss, keeping my distance. He shrugs, leaning against the door frame. “Just thought I’d take part in a couple of ya wack holiday traditions.” He says. “What’s so evil about that?” I don’t trust him. Not even for a second. But I don’t see a single thing out of place... Not yet. “Okay...” Maybe I’ll see what he’s planning in the next room. As I’m passing him by, he tugs at my hoodie and points to- Oh God, oh fuck, oh hell no. “You motherfucker....” I growl. “What?” He snickers. “It’s a tradition, ain’t it?” Instantly, I grab at his collar and tug him to my eye level. “You think this is a joke, you 90′s eye sore?!” I sneer. He’s still wearing that stupid grin. My blood boils even more. “It’s pretty funny though, ain’t it?” He chuckles. “You don’t gotta. I kissed ya once, remember? You’re pretty bad at it.” This bitch... Alright. Fine. If that’s how he wants to play this game... “Bet you’re pissed because I didn’t even want to kiss you.” I hiss. “Is that what you say just to make yourself feel better?” “You just think I’m going to kiss you because of some stupid holiday tradition? Think again.” “Fine, whatever you say, Grinch. You just don’t wanna admit you’re bad at this.” I know what he’s doing, but it’s getting under my skin. I could fall for his game, or I could walk away. But that stupid, smug grin will stay in my mind forever and he’ll never let me forget this. He leans forward, pressing his forehead against mine. “What’cha gonna do now~?” He purrs. I’m going to prove you wrong, that’s what. I closed the gap, pressing my lips against his. What the fuck am I actually doing? I’m going to regret this. Yet it feels like this coil in my chest that finally snapped. When he wraps his arms around me, I can feel my entire face light up like a fire. I don’t have a damn clue what I’m doing. Of all people, why him? Why did it have to be him? When I’ve finally had enough, I pushed him back just enough to break the kiss. There’s a bright hue across his face and there’s this dazed look on his face. “Looks like I’ve won this time, parasite.” I huff and finally break away from him.

[lovelyparkers]

i don’t need you (3)

warnings: swearing duh wbk y/n is a trashmouth, fluff, ffh spoilers, mentions of gun shots

"peter! fucking help me!"

"i'm coming! hold on!" peter yelled through your communication system. he was currently swinging over to somewhere on the London Bridge. out of breath, weak, tired, bruised, cut up, and bleeding, but none of that would keep him from making sure you were okay. none of that.

beck currently had you in a chokehold, and you were too weak and restrained to use your powers. he wasn't doing anything to you though. but that could change when peter arrived. you couldn't fight back. you needed peter. both physically and emotionally. for the first time in awhile, you were scared. you needed someone to save you. it was usually the other way around. but sometimes the strongest ones end up needing the most saving.

"edith, give me eyes on peter," beck ordered.

"he should be here in about five seconds."

you counted, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,

and peter shot through the glass.

"peter!" you yelped. you knew something bad was gonna happen.

"y/n stay calm!"

peter turned to mysterio, "your lies are over beck."

"ah man, this certainly isn't ideal, but i have contingencies. edith?"

crash.

a drone went and shot peter.

you were right.

he tumbled and rolled like twenty five feet away from where beck had you. luckily peter got up quickly, coughing, but still no hesitation.

"just give me y/n," peter started.

beck tilted his head.

"and the glasses," peter finished.

"you mean these?" beck asked holding up the glasses and pointing to you, "come and get 'em."

and everything around disappeared. another one of mysterio's infamous illusions.

peter closed his eyes and breathed out. he was scared as fuck. but he had to focus. on you.

"c'mon peter tingle..."

and he leaped. he flew high and wide crashing and destroying every drone he came in contact with like it was ripping a piece of paper. then everything started to come back. you saw peter run at a drone.

"holy shit," you said under your breath.

beck tightened his grip on you and yelled "FIRE ALL THE DRONES NOW!"

the drones shot at peter. but peter hit back harder. maybe too hard. shots fired back towards you and beck, one hitting beck in the thigh and one hitting you in your right shoulder.

"ah FUCK!" you cursed. it hurt like a bitch. you've been shot before, but never in the shoulder. beck fell, releasing you. you could finally gain some strength back, though not much since you'd just been fucking shot. you used your left arm to find the bullet in your shoulder and used your powers to bring it out of you slowly. it almost hurt worse coming out.

meanwhile, beck was on the ground and peter was destroying another drone then his extra ass landed in his iconic spider pose.

peter ripped of his mask, limping to you, "y/n! y/n hang on. i've got you."

"i would hug you but this doesn't seem like the right time," you quickly said.

peter nodded and ripped his mask up more to make a sort of tourniquet to tie around your arm and shoulder area. you kept it situated.

"now go! run,y/n i'll find you!"

"beck!" peter bellowed is his cute angry voice, "you lied to me."

"i know," beck struggled to talk, "that's the most disappointing part. such a weakness."

beck held the edith glasses up to peter. but peter felt something.

"stark was right. you do deserve these."

and a gunshot quickly rang out. but peter was quicker. his right arm was extended on the real beck, gun in hand. peter's eyes were red, filled with tears, blood streaming down his face. his stomach was whirling, holy shit. he was worrying about you.

"you can't trick me anymore."

peter stole back his glasses.

"edith! turn off all the drones!"

"welcome back peter. should i execute all cancellation protocols?"

"yes! just do it!"

and all the godforsaken drones flew off to who knows where. beck was left to perish.

peter chuckled. relieved because you and him did this. together. saved the fucking world!

"y/n!"

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peter swung out of the structure, asking edith to find you. you were under a shaded, private, tree not to far from the bridge, happy found you and was tending to the gunshot wound. you were arguing with him over whether or not it was a good idea to pull the bullet out. it felt like old times with tony sort of.

seconds later peter landed down in front of you and happy startling the man. your eyes widened and suddenly you didn't care about having a hole in your shoulder, much to happy's dismay. you jumped up from your seat under the tree and ran to peter's outstretched arms. it was such a relief hugging him and seeing that he was okay, and vice versa. happy walked away to give you two some privacy, but not too much.

"i'm so fucking glad you're okay. i was scared for my life!"

"you? scared? where's y/n and what have you done with her?" peter laughed.

"shut up," you smirked, squeezing him tighter.

"ah, that hurts," you cried when peter squeezed back.

"sorry. i just need to make sure this is real."

"oh it's real."

you two pulled away from each other, smiling at each other like a bunch of idiots. who knew? two 'enemies' would team up.

"i can't believe we did it. and made it out alive," peter said.

"we? you did everything. i got caught in a choke hold! you're the real hero. this time," you smiled again.

"well, thanks. but hey you got to beck first! and didn't you kill that... what did you call it? that fire fucker?" peter laughed.

"yeah," you nodded your head, "but that wasn't even real."

peter shrugged, "but you know what is?"

"what?" you asked.

"this."

peter took a step toward you, placing one hand on you neck and the other on your waist, making sure to avoid your wound, and kissed you. peter never kissed anyone before. and neither had you. the second his lips touched yours, it was electricity. your bodies slowed, finally having what both of you needed. all this arguing and fighting over the years was leading up to this. this moment. this kiss. this kiss was what both of you needed. to realise your feelings for each other and release all that built up tension. you really needed each other.

and you kissed him back, moving your lips together like it was the easiest thing ever. it felt so right. it felt perfect. you placed your good hand on his chest, melting into the kiss, into him.

you were the first to pull back, needing some air. peter obviously wasn't ready for that as he continued to lean forward into your lips. you have him a quick smooch again then rested your forehead on his when he finally got the message.

"jeez," you panted, "i should've kissed you a long time ago."

"yeah," peter blushed. his cheeks pink as ever.

"i'm really sorry for everything. you're a great guy. and i...i really like you."

"don't apologise y/n. you know i'm sorry too. and duh i know you like me. we just made out!"

"shut up you idiot," you laughed.

"i like you too," peter whispered.

"good. let's do this."

"girlfriend, boyfriend?"

"hell yeah," you said.

"great," peter grinned, "here let's sit back down under the tree. i want you to be comfortable."

"how charming," you said as peter helped you sit down.

once you were settled down he sighed.

"wanna make out some more?" peter asked.

"fuck yeah."

the end.

this is the last part of 'i don't need you!' i hope you guys liked this mini series as much as i love writing it! but don't fret! i have another imagine in this series coming that was requested: from a backstory that popped up in part 2! so that will be published this weekend. i love u all! and if you have any requests pls let me know! ummm very motivated to write! <3 -juli

[waitineedaname]

sofa smooches

me @ myself: pleas work on your other wips I’m begging you

my hell brain: hhhhhh soft davekat kisses

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Like most days on the meteor, Dave and Karkat were spending the evening on the couch in the TV room. The shitty rom-com Karkat had picked out had long since ended; they’d watched all the way through the credits, like they always did, no matter how many times Dave told him there wasn’t going to be anything new at the end, like watching it for the seventeenth time would somehow unlock a secret ending where those background characters do end up together and go on their own cliched adventure. But. Karkat was stubborn and insistent, as always.

It was kinda cute.

It was not the first time that thought had occurred to Dave, but it had yet to be less startling.

Dave put his phone down, having beat Peggle for the twentieth time, and looked up at Karkat from where he was draped across his lap. He’d laid himself there about a third of the way through the movie, and Karkat hadn’t complained. In fact, neither of them seemed to want to be the one to disturb the little cuddle sesh, and they’d silently agreed to occupy themselves with whatever wouldn’t disturb the other. Hence, Dave’s Peggle endeavors and Karkat’s shitty romance novel. He was holding it with one hand, propping it up on Dave’s legs, because his other hand was resting on top of Dave’s free hand, only lifting away to turn a page every now and then, always returning to gently curl around Dave’s hand. Sometimes he’d absentmindedly rub his thumb along Dave’s knuckles, drawing circles and tracing the scars and freckles that littered his skin, and it. It was nice.

Dave wasn’t sure if he was in the right headspace to think about how touchstarved they both were, or how just those little comforting brushes of affection seemed to comfort an ache in his soul he’d never really paid attention to, or how Karkat’s touches when they cuddled like this were so much more gentle than he ever expected from someone who yelled himself hoarse and threatened bodily harm on the daily.

Dave didn’t think about any of that. He just thought about how nice it was to have his hand held, and how the perpetual pinch in Karkat’s brow was softer from this angle, and how he really wanted to kiss him.

Huh. That was a thought.

“Hey.”

Karkat ignored him.

“Hey.” Dave snapped his fingers in front of his face to get his attention.

Karkat smacked his hand away and turned the page.

“Hey.” Dave reached back up and flicked Karkat’s nose. Karkat, predictably, overreacted and reeled back, his whole face scrunching up.

“Ow! Fucker!” He yelled, covering his nose.

“Oh, come on. That did not hurt.”

“Fuck you! Maybe it did! You don’t know, maybe trolls have especially weak noses! For all you know, that could’ve been a built in insta-kill button! You could’ve killed me, Dave, and then how the fuck would you feel?”

“Pretty shitty, but then I’d let your ghost punch me in the face in the next dream bubble we fly through, so we’d be even.”

“What the fuck ever, you wish I’d punch your stupid face.” Karkat rolled his eyes, but he closed his book so Dave counted that as a win for Strider. “What was so important that you had to almost kill me anyway?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“What?”

“Can I kiss you?” Karkat blinked down at him blankly and well shit, that’s all Dave needed to take off on the rambling train, next stop: off the rails and straight into embarrassment territory. “Forget it, I could totally be misreading this whole cuddle thing, for all I know this might be a normal thing in troll culture, just snuggling between bros, like I could maybe expect it with your whole moirail thing except I’m pretty sure we’re not moirails? I’d probably know if that was what was happening-”

“Yeah, you can kiss me.”

“-especially since I don’t think either of us are like keeping the other from succumbing to homicidal tendencies or whatever because you can do whatever the fuck you want and I’m just chilling-” Dave paused mid-tangent, suddenly processing what Karkat had just said. “Wait. What’d you say?”

“I said you could kiss me, dumbass.”

“Oh. Cool. Great.” Dave found himself frozen for a second, realizing all that meant, and he slowly sat up, sliding off Karkat’s lap and turning to face him. This close, he could see Karkat swallow thickly, and he realized this was just as big of a deal for Karkat as it was for him.

Okay. He could do this.

Dave put his hand on Karkat’s cheek because that seemed like the right thing to do, and before he could second guess himself again, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Karkat’s.

It was really nice. It was clear they both didn’t really know what they were doing - they’d spent most of puberty on a meteor with the same tiny group of people, of course they were inexperienced - but it was still nice. The feeling of Karkat’s weirdly warm lips against his, the feeling of sharp teeth pressed up just behind them when they parted the slightest bit.

It didn’t last very long. Probably just a few seconds, but it felt like forever. Dammit, he was a god of time or whatever, he should probably have a better grasp of its passage, but Karkat seemed to knock out what little sense he had in the first place.

To be perfectly fair, Karkat seemed just as dazed as he did. When Dave finally pulled away, he curled his fingers into Dave’s sleeve to keep him from going too far and hey, when’d his hand end up on his upper arm? Not like Dave was complaining.

They both stared at each other for a second, two annoyingly talkative people on most days suddenly stunned silent.

“Thanks.” Dave finally said, and Karkat snorted, the moment broken.

“Thanks? Do you thank everyone you kiss, just to make up for having to deal with your stink breath?” There wasn’t any bite to the insult since they were definitely still close enough for Karkat to be smelling his supposedly stinky breath, and he didn’t seem to plan on moving away any time soon.

“Yep. Just a courtesy. You know how goddamn polite I am, got etiquette seeping out my damn pores. Gonna get pimples that’re sayin’ please and thank you with how clogged my pores are with all these manners.” He leaned in and bonked their foreheads together gently. Karkat looked like he was having a very hard time not snickering.

“Right. Maybe it’s your human etiquette that’s stinking the place up since you’re apparently drenched in it.”

“Oh, yeah. Good manners are notoriously noxious. They have to wear gas masks in Canada because of the permanent politeness stink.”

“You should know by now I have no fucking idea what you’re talking about.” Karkat let go of his arm to tuck a piece of blond hair behind Dave’s ear and the gesture was so soft that Dave’s heart almost stopped. He definitely didn’t lean into the touch a little bit. Nope. Not at all. Shut up and mind your business.

“So. My lips as impudent as you thought?” Dave said to distract himself from how fluttery he was feeling. Karkat gave him a blank look, then grimaced as he suddenly remembered.

“Oh my fucking god. You cannot still remember that.”

“Of course I fucking remember that. You were hitting on me and John at the same damn time. You hadn’t even met us yet. Horny idiot.” Dave said, accenting his point by poking one of Karkat’s nubby horns.

“Shut up! I still think it’s offensive that humans use that phrase like that.”

“What, horny? Dude, we started using that word way before y’all ever even appeared on our radar.”

“I’m not convinced.”

“You think I’d invent an expression just to poke fun at you? Wait, don’t answer that, I definitely would.”

“Exactly. Dick.” Karkat huffed, then took Dave by surprise by leaning in to kiss him again. They shared a few more gentle kisses, a couple of them ruined by smiles from either of them and what was definitely not a giggle or two, and then Karkat lifted his head a bit to press a tiny kiss to the tip of Dave’s nose. Dave was pretty sure he was gonna explode from the tenderness. Pirouette off the fucking handle or whatever but in the best possible way. Here lies Dave Strider, he died because his alien boyfriend was too damn soft.

Wait.

“Hey, are we boyfriends?”

“You mean matesprits?”

“Yeah, whatever.”

“I dunno.” Karkat worried his lip with one of his fangs. “Do you wanna be?”

“I dunno.” Dave said, unintentionally parroting him. “Maybe? I-. I wouldn’t be opposed. To being matesprit-boyfriends. Maybe we can try it out for a while, see if we’re both down to clown- wait, bad choice of words, hopefully no clowns will be involved.”

“Yeah, that might get fucking weird.”

“Definitely. If you somehow become a clown, that ‘maybe’ will immediately turn into a no.”

“If I turn into a clown, you have my explicit permission to kill me instantly.”

“Punch the kill-button on the nose, right?” Dave said, brushing their noses together.

“Exactly. I’m trusting you with the secret to killing trolls, use it wisely.”

“I promise to only use my knowledge to put an end to my clown boyfriend’s horrible hypothetical existence.”

“You’re so dumb.” Karkat mumbled, tone full of affection, and he tucked his face into Dave’s neck.

They stayed there for a while, hours maybe, rambling and teasing each other. It really wasn’t very different from how they normally spent their time except they were a tangled mess of limbs and half on each other’s laps, cutting off particularly pointless rambles with kisses and effectively changing the subject completely.

Dave knew there were definitely things to worry about, things he’d have to deal with eventually, but with an armful of happy troll kissing him, he couldn’t be any happier.

[spaghettiappletater]

Pancake was really laughing over the situation. Horror was dangerous, sure, but this sneaky mother fucker had asked for a smooch and now he was gonna get one. He wrapped an arm around Ham's shoulders, grinning. "* you're gross and have a horrible sense of humor that borders on problematic." He drags the other over, pressing his teeth against Horror's nasty cheek. "* you're also a gross boy and my friend." A gentle squeeze. "* nasty boy."

     The taller monster bent down and looped an arm under Pancake’s opposite shoulder for a gentle, almost cautious squeeze around the wide boi’s middle. He had a great capacity for danger, sure, but there were always warning signs and the other monster had already started learning to recognize them. There was nothing to worry about.

* eh heh. a gross boy and friend.

     He smiled openly then went back in to press his teeth to his friend’s forehead with a raspy snicker.

* thanks pal. i can’t promise i’ll never do some dumbass shit but i’m gonna try for ya. i l-... guh. well. you know what i was gonna say. unconditional, no strings or expectations. you really are made ‘a best friend material.