#his cute lil smile.... the chains . the freckles on his neck...

[3416]

i love him........ so much

[loveshotzz]

you reblogged your whatta man masterlist🤨 dont play w my heart rn idk if i can handle it

I did reblog it! but not cause it’s done :( I was manifesting a good writing night which I think it might be! It’s not done yet, but hopefully within the next weekish. I’ll give you a lil snippet since it’s taking so long 💗

God you hated when Eddie was right.

Hazel eyes and freckles trail along his neck leading to small moles placed like the stars above you on his sun kissed skin and stubbled jaw. His chiseled nose runs down a narrow line with lips tinged pink like his cheeks, the expression on his face going from irritated to flirty in seconds flat.

“I’m - oh my god, I’m so sorry. I’m running late and no one is ever sitting there and I - Are you okay?” Talking a mile a minute, you silently scold yourself for acting like you’ve never seen a cute guy before.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Raising his hands up to stop you, the press of your thighs is instant when you see the silver band wrapped around the thickness of his middle finger. “No apologies necessary honey, it was an accident.”

The endearment that leaves his mouth followed by the smirk that tugs at the corners of his lips makes you dizzy. Bending down to grab the stool off the ground a matching chain slips out from under his shirt, the glow above giving you a glimpse at the patch of thick chest hair hidden from sight.

“Besides, it’s not the first time a pretty girl has knocked me on my ass.” Folding his arms across his pecs, he leans against the brick of the bar crossing his legs at the ankles. The black boots that cover his feet look big and menacing despite his disposition.

Biting your bottom lip into a smile,you look up at him through shy lashes and you swear you hear him sigh at the sight.

“Well as long as your okay-“

“Steve.” He offers his name with the kind of smile that shows the whites of his teeth, a spark lighting in his eyes when he sees the way you react to it.

“Well you’ll probably see my face around here a lot.” you start to say doing your best to ignore the way your cheeks feel like they are on fire.

“I sure hope so.” Pulling a toothpick out of his back pocket, he slides it between his lips, jaw clenching when he bites down on the wood while his eyes roam your curves unashamed before offering you another grin.

Giggles bubble past your strawberry flavored lips making his grin widen. Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, the muscles in your face hurt from how hard you’re smiling.

“I was gonna say, 'cause I live upstairs.” Your voice comes out sweet despite the teasing roll of your eyes as you point to your open window above.

He only breaks his stare to follow the path of your finger before all his attention is back on you. The tension growing thicker when he kicks off the wall. The soles of his boots are loud against the pavement when he closes the distance between you with two long strides. Getting close enough to smell the cinnamon on his breath, and the expensive cologne that lingers on his clothes, you forget all about your date waiting for you inside.

“Eddie’s told me all about you.” Using the tip of his tongue to push the toothpick to the other side of his mouth, his smirk tells you all you need to know.

“That’s funny, Eddie’s told me about you too.” Tracing your tongue over your top lip, you taste the fruit of your gloss as you look up at him from under hooded lids. “Steve.”

[johannstutt413]

(requested by anonymous)

The Doctor wasn’t sure there was anything that could salvage his day at this point. Sure, his shift was about to end - and thank whatever god watched over their calamity-ridden world for that - but what was he going to do with himself? No games he felt like playing, or shows he felt like watching...Hell, he didn’t even feel that hungry-

“Doctor?” There was a knock on his door. “Are you busy?”

“Just finishin’ up. Come on in, Bagpipe.”

She immediately did. “Do you have supper plans?”

“Uh...I wasn’t even sure I was gonna eat dinner, honestly-”

“What?! And just go to bed hungry?!” Bagpipe shook her head. “That just won’t do at all.”

The Doctor looked away from his computer to explain himself more efficiently...and saw the picnic basket in her hands. “You want to have a picnic? With me?”

“Sure do! Just the two of us, if you don’t mind. Wanna run a few things by you now that I’m more settled in.”

“Huh. Well, I’m not gonna turn you down after you already went and made a basket for us.” He got up from his chair and stretched, cracking just about every joint in his body as he did. “Ahhhh...much better. Did you already pick a spot for us, or are you open to a suggestion?”

She shook her head. “Wherever you have in mind works for me, Doctor...Do I have to call you Doctor?”

“Doc works, too. I’m not all that attached to my real name thanks to the amnesia.”

“Doc, huh? Alrighty.” She followed closely behind him as they left his office. “Do you like potatoes, Doc?” 

He smiled for the first time today. “I don’t get a lot of them, but I like them well enough.”

“Well I was thinkin’ we should start growin’ ‘em! That way we could have ‘em whenever we want, and it’d let me do some farmin’ again.”

“You really enjoy it that much?” The Doctor shrugged. “I can talk to some folks about it for you, but that sounds like a lot of work.”

Bagpipe nodded. “Oh don’t get me wrong, it is, but I’m real good at it, and it’s real rewardin’! ‘Specially if you’ll eat the potatoes I grow us...”

“Alright, here we are.” They’d arrived at an open deck with a large glass dome looking out at the sky behind the ship.

“Wow. This is mighty pretty, Doc.” She opened her basket and unfurled a plaid blanket. “Mind helpin’ me with the corners?”

He didn’t mind at all. “Hey, this blanket matches your skirt, doesn’t it?”

“Eh? Oh, I guess so. Didn’t even think of that...Maybe I shoulda found something else to wear.”

“Why would you go and do that?” The Doctor cocked his head innocently.

She sighed. “I’ve never understood city folk’s high fashion and all that, but...I wanna be cute, ya know? I don’t need to walk into a room and have the guys hooting and hollering like they do for Blaze or Skadi...But a lil’ attention now and again would be nice.”

“..Huh?” Going from innocence to confusion, his head flopped to the other side. “You don’t think you’re cute?”

“Wouldn’t folks say somethin’ if I was?”

He chuckled. “Some folks might. I dunno if they think that’s what you wanna hear.”

“Well, I do.” Bagpipe started unpacking the meal she’d made. “Alright, I found some potatoes, so I made a couple shepherd’s pies. Chicken, lamb, pork, steak, take your pick.”

“They’re still warm, too. Wow...These look amazin’, Bagpipe.”

She smiled. “Well, it’s all about how they taste, ain’t it? Let’s dig in.”

The Doctor started on the pork pie and did not regret his choice. “Man alive...You did such a good job on these.”

“As long as it ain’t fancy, I can make whatever you like, Doc.”

“Anything, huh?” He stood up, tin in hand, and sat closer to her. Much closer. “Can I tell you somethin’?”

Bagpipe nodded. “If I can tell you somethin’ right after.”

“That’s fine by me. You’re not just cute, Bagpipe; you’re adorable.”

“...Aww, shucks.” She blushed wildly, normally invisible freckles revealing themselves. “You’re not just sayin’ that, are ya?”

He leaned closer. “I wouldn’t pull your chain like that.”

“Doc...”

“Thing is, if you were just cute, I wouldn’t be sittin’ here with you right now.” The Doctor pulled back. “You know, there are plenty of good-lookin’ people workin’ here, but a lot of ‘em are mean, or shy, or somethin’ else that throws a wrench in tryin’a date ‘em. Then there’s you - you’re hard working, cute as a button, tough as nails, a great cook. I can’t find a flaw in you to save my life.”

She sniffed, wiping a tear from her eye. “Doc, you’re bein’ too sweet on me. I don’t wanna spoil the mood, so I’ll talk to ya about that one thing later...But while we’re here, how about we call this a first date?”

“Shoot, I’m willin’ to shoot straight to callin’ you my girlfriend, if that’s something you’re in’rested in.”

“More than you’ll ever know, I reckon.” They looked at each other for a moment before Bagpipe tapped his nose with a finger. “Boop.”

The Doctor chuckled as she started tidying up. “What was that about...hon? Does ‘hon’ work for you?”

“Sure, darlin’.”

“...I just got chills.” He shivered. “So much better than ‘Doc,’ ain’t it?”

She moved the basket to the other side of her. “It sure is. Well, I should take the leftovers back home...You wanna come with me?”

“That a question?” He yawned as he stood up to help her fold the blanket.

“Gettin’ tired, darlin’?” Saying it out loud was pure bliss. “Only wish there was a proper hay bale to nap on.”

The thought came to mind before he had a chance to filter it. “Well, a bed oughta be just fine.”

“Well, that didn’t take more than a minute.” Bagpipe slid the blanket into the basket with a wry grin.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” he sighed. “I’m just so happy, I-”

Basket over her shoulder, she grabbed him by both of his and pulled him within inches of her face, arms settling behind his neck. “You ain’t gotta apologize for sayin’ what we’re both thinkin’.”

“...I love ya already.”

“And I’ve loved ya for awhile now.” Her eyes flashed to his lips and back. “You gonna make a move, darlin’, or are we just gonna stand here?”

The light in his eyes only disappeared when they closed for the kiss.

[treefrog203]

so this based on that line in Caraphernelia, “Don’t mind me i’m just reachin’ for your necklace, talkin’ to my momma bout this ‘lil girl from texas”

and i couldn’t help but imagine:

the sexual tension of katsuki fiddling with some chain kiri’s wearing while katsuki talks to his mom about “some cutie who’s definitely bang-worthy”!

and i totally imagined it as Katsuki moves to go to school in texas and meets Kiri there and yeah...

so i drabbled in our gc and @todorokitops wanted me to post it, so i will ^^

here you go, it’s my christmas gift to my followers lol (i didn’t bother doing a grammar/spelling error check so ignore whoopsies):

Kiri jumped a bit as the ash blonde’s free hand reached toward his neck, gently resting his fingers on his collarbone as he fiddled with the chain he always wore.

He sighed before continuing on the phone, each locking their red eyes, “Yeah Mom, it’s going great down here in Texas.” he drew his lip between his teeth and nibbled on it as he smirked.

“Mhmm, oh yeah, mm. Oh? Well, yeah, there’s this cute redhead i totally wouldn’t be mad banging, in fact might just give him a second night.” He winked, winked. Kiri could drop dead.

“H-hey! Don’t yell at me, you’re the one who asked if anyone caught my interest! Hell yeah I’d fuck him!” his hand caught on the necklace, pulling Kiri in a bit more, the blonde ignored his accidental jerk but mouthed ‘sorry’.

“Well, I wouldn’t just do him for his looks Mom. He’s got this soft lookin’ hair, and some freckles, a dimple when he smiles. Plus, he’s kind and a good hearted person, a total ‘would climb up a tree to save a kitten’ type. He’s got perks to him, not just a pretty face. Although I wouldn’t mind seeing him bouncing on my- HEY! Don’t hang up on me! -Bitch...”

yeah, i made a doc for it so it’s possible (?) it might expand and turned into an actual fic (?). yeah.

people who might wanna see this/be tagged:

@aletheia-nyx @discountsoup @incorrect-mha-bnha

um yeah, that’s all i can think of heh (i feel like i’m forgetting someone tho...), if you wanna be tagged next time i post something like this (or don’t want to be tagged) let me know!