#just a reblop

[knlfed]

  ۟. ♡               ៶              i  got  distracted  with  writing  BIOS  for  my  vampire  boy  n  for  doppelganger  francis  mosses  from  tnmn  ,   i'll  be  writing  starters  afterwards  .   if  you'd  like  2  plot  or  bully  me  into  playing  league  /  val  (   /lh  )   ,  my  disc  is  @  gxgis  for  all  mutuals  ,  just  lmk  who  you  are  !   after  i  finish  their  bios  ,  i'll  link  it  down  below  on  a  reblop  2  this  post  .

[solusminds]

I AM GOININGN TO BITE YOU SYPE LIKING THE LUST REBLOPS

AAAAAAAA

(/aff /nm- i just got flustered lmfao)

PFFFT— LMAO

[vrnicky]

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Woooo.

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#1 Undertale Papyrus (Papy)

Start (here) / Next!

Starting this chain with all my papyruses! Starting with classic Papy of course!

Next is underswap Papyrus, Miere!!

Reblogs are really appreciated!! <33

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*Final boss music is playing...

*You know.. you fucked up...

I know classic Papy isn't wearing a dress and just the femenine ecto but- im proud of this meme xD

Reblogs > likes

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Omg......

@kiokooo

Nicky is a milf now.....

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Its-a Papyrus day!!

Here showing off a chibi Papyrus who's ready to be a menace causing arson and chaos whenever he goes!

Reblogs appreciated!

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[lionnegis]

[vrnicky]

Be still my beating heart

Razzle dazzle 😌💖✨️💖✨️

[arialis]

me, at all times: REBLOG ARTISTS AND WRITERS!!!

[destinyapostasy]

New icon for pride month! Went with my original bi icon Solas. 

This means for a little while anon is turned off because I just have no spoons for rehashing the sexuality discourse over my personal headcanon. I’ll turn it back on in a couple weeks. Sorry for the inconvenience. ^^;

[strawbearisamu]

the boys and popsicles  

❀ timeskip! sakusa kiyoomi, miya osamu, miya atsumu, bokuto kōtarō x gn! reader

note: requested by anon — here! 💗  omg i saw this prompt done on another blog and it was so adorable, can't remember which blog it was though ahshj :((

miya atsumu

he watched you, gaze intensified on the popsicle, as you ran your tongue over the tall end of the cool treat. innocently enjoying your dessert when you noticed the slightest hint of a flush on his cheeks.

“tsumu, what’s wrong?” you asked, head cocked to the side, giving the popsicle another lick.

"stop that," he whispered, whipping his head away, as you finally caught on, a sly smile creeping on your face. 

“tsumu, look at me,” you teased, tip-toeing to his height, desperately trying to meet his gaze as he twisted and contorted his body to avoid you. 

you finally seize his wriggling form, squishing his cheeks in your palms, the popsicle hanging just barely off his cheek. “yn, what-”

“dork,” you chuckled, giving him a quick peck on the lips. 

miya osamu

“babe, want some,” he pouted, head resting on your shoulder, arms around your waist. 

“do you now?” you teased, “m’not sharing though,” a playful glint in your eye as you turned away. 

“babe, please,” he whined, burying his nose into the crook of your neck, leaving light kisses on your shoulder. 

“hmm, let me think about it,” you said, tapping a finger on your cheek, “lets see, no.” 

“you’re so mean,” he frowned. you turn to retort, but your eyes widen when he catches your lips in his, slightly chapped lips meeting yours as he pulled you a warm kiss, a stark contrast to the cold of the popsicle. 

“s’okay, now i’ve got a taste,” he grinned at you. 

sakusa kiyoomi

“omi come here! try some of this, it’s so good babe.”

sakusa was zeroed in on the way you licked the popsicle, glaring at it. poor omi was having a little meltdown on the inside, flustered as his thoughts ran a little wild, while you in contrast, remained blissfully ignorant.

“come on, please?” you looked up at him.

“don’t look at me....” he mumbled, eyebrows furrowed, gaze averting yours as you leaned towards him. “what did you say?”

when you started leaning even closer, he swiped it off your grasp, “fine, i’ll have some,” he said. taking huge bites in a haste. 

“omi so fast, you’ll get a-”

“mph, brain freeze,” he said, eyes squeezed shut, face twisting in pain. 

“yn… it hurts,” a little pout forming on his lips as you pulled him in your shoulder. 

“i know omi, i know.” you said, rubbing his back with one hand and running the other in his curls as you left kisses on the crown of his head. 

bokuto kōtarō

“yn, this is really good!” he said, enthusiastically devouring your sweet treat. 

“oh really?” you sat next to him, arms crossed, sulking, “kō, you said one bite.” 

you gave it an honest effort but alas trying to pry your 6′4 pro-volleyball player of a boyfriend off of your popsicle proved to be futile. like a little puppy with his favourite chew toy, he would not let go of the popsicle, unrelentingly fighting you off. 

“m’sorry yn,” he whined, lower lip jutting out in remorse, “i’ll buy you ten more! i promise!”

“you could have bought another one for yourself!” you said, eyebrows furrowed as he shrank a little under your gaze. 

“yeah but i only like this one...it’s yours,” he pouted. you had to do a double-take when you started seeing little puppy ears behind him. 

“fine,” you huffed as he engulfed you in a hug, peppering sticky kisses all over your cheeks. “you love me,” he giggled. 

sol’s comments ❀: sweet anon omg sry it took me so long, here you go! hehe <33 ngl i’m kinda rly sleepy nd i kinda have no idea what i just wrote but i hope u like it :)

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[alienspeed]

Listen trans people!! You dont need to call yourself male bodied or female bodied! You dont need to tell ppl your gender assigned at birth! You exist on your own terms never feel like you have to describe yourself in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable or dysphoric

[strawbearisamu]

eggs and other love stuff // 卵や他の愛のもの [summer collection: vol 1]

timeskip! sakusa kiyoomi x f! reader

genre: fluff

summary: your high school friend/crush moves in next door!

note: first of the summer collection even if it doesn't really have summery vibes bc i said so >:( also i have a slight affinity for naming fics w sakusa food-related

you don't expect to see him here. in this place. at this time.

you soak deeper into the bath, head submerging underwater as you let the warmth of the water engulf you. a slight ringing in your ear, only amplifying the thoughts that fill your head.

you reminisce the time, the early evening sky soaked orange, as you call him into an empty classroom, arms outstretched and in your hands, a letter with your heart poured out, and a bag of cookies you spent all night burning and remaking.

you notice him eyeing the little plaster on your pinky, and you make an effort to draw his attention back to you. "kiyoomi, i've liked you for a long time now..." you pause, his face is unreadable, but at least it hasn't contorted into a scowl. "i just hope you'll accept them."

sakusa does nothing but nod, a satisfactory response, he takes both in one hand and walks away, but not the response you wanted.

you were third years then, with much more important things to worry about, perhaps thats why you still thought about it so often, about him so often, wondering what it meant, what it could've been. you pushed against the sides of the tub, pulling your body out even as the water resisted it, goosebumps rising at the sudden coldness of the air.

you hear the doorbell ring and sigh, wrapping a towel around yourself, you trudge to the door, annoyed.

"it's me." you freeze. "kiyoomi."

"b-be right there, what do you need?" you shout at door, scrambling to your dresser to throw some clothes on.

"i um, i need some eggs," you could almost sense the slight hesitation in his muffled voice.

"alright i'll be a sec!"

you finally open the door, the sudden wind minty on your freshly damp hair, you're met with the same dark eyes that always held your gaze captive, the same mask he had always adorned and hands stuffed into the pockets of his shorts- the only notable difference you thought, but it was summer now, he couldn't always wear a jacket.

"eggs right?" you call out leading him into the cramped kitchen area of your tiny studio apartment. you crouch down and open the door to the mini fridge, the cold blue light reflecting in your face as you reach in and pick out a few, "how many do you need?"

"actually...i couldn't get my stove to work, i was wondering if you're okay with me cooking here tonight." he peered down at you still crouching, his face as unreadable as always.

"sure, anything for an old friend." you swore you saw his eyebrow twitch, "but you'll have to make me some too," you said cheerily.

he rolled his eyes in feigned ignorance, smiling under the comfort of his mask, "we'll be having tamagoyaki," he paused as he plopped a heavy bag of something on your counter, "and mackerel."

"gasp kiyoomi, you know i never eat fish," you pout.

his arms crossed, "it's good for you, and you'll like the way i make it," because i've made this recipe a hundred times pretending it was for you, he thought, smiling again before playfully calling you over, "don't think you're getting off little brat, whip the eggs."

and just like that you guys fell into an easy rhythm as if you were never apart.

that was 3 months ago, your little late dinner rendevous became a daily occurence, and soon enough,

 in your balcony that was definitely too small for even two standing people, orange rays illuminating his curls, his face bathed in that sunset glow, he handed you his letter which contents' held his whole heart, and cookies he spent all night making, you eyed the small plaster on his pinky and raised a brow. "just to show you i remember," he explained, you smile, "y/n i've liked you for a long time now, i just hope you'll accept me."

"do you wanna know a secret?" omi whispered as you peered up at him, tucked under some blankets, cuddled in each other's embrace, the muted voices of some tv show filling the backdrop of your attention.

"sure omi."

"i had eggs that day, 2 full trays too," he looks straight into your eyes, no sense of guilt in his voice.

"you..." you pout.

"my stove was perfectly fine, perfect even. just needed a reason to see you again, you were always on my mind...plagued every part of me y/n."

"are you calling me a virus?" you pouted again this time he brushed his thumb over your chin, soon both hands caressing your cheeks as he took your lips in his, a long stretch of silence followed, only the soft sounds of some audience laughter and the two of you. you push against his chest a little, pulling away, once again finding yourself lost in the stars of his eyes, "and it never felt like home without you omi."

"but also you owe me a bunch of eggs."

he laughs kissing your nose and pinching your cheek, "and i'll spend the rest of my life paying you back."

sol’s comments: tonight was so nice and chill u guys, i swear i was in the flow for a solid 4 hours just getting stuff done <3 also i'm taking requests now but i'll probably put up the rules tmr since it's getting late :> hope yall have a great day or night or whatever besties 🥴💗

click me for the m.list! // summer collection

each and every reblop is appreciated ☻ (+ free hugs)

[xkuja]

3, 8 32

|| SHIPPING QUESTIONS ||

3. do you have a pet peeve when it comes to shipping?

The ones... where its all smut.

I mean I don't mind writing smut at all, I like to think I write good smut. But it starts to feel a bit off when that's all a shipping partner ever wants to write, every meme they reblop is smut related, and they turn every single thread into smexy times.

That's when it starts to feel like im there for their literary masturbation purposes you know, skeeves me out a bit hahaa.

8. what do you think about self insert x canon ships? would you play any?

Ughhh nooooo. OC's I like. Mary Sues? They're great. But blatant self insertation is just too weird. I'm not here to fulfill someone’s fictive fantasy. Its too personal.

32. Do you have a least favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship?

See above regarding the smut thing... (,,꒪꒫꒪,,)

[ratsoh-writes]

Expect a lot of reblops and questions,,

What fandoms he is in? 👁👁

Oh boy

Uhhh some of y’all suggest a few Korean dramas and I’ll pick the coolest sounding ones and just say he likes those. I actually let a friend choose his preferred genre

[strawbearisamu]

cooking disasters 

❀ timeskip! miya osamu, suna rintarō, kita shinsuke, x gn! reader

Hi babes! Can I request one where Osamu, Suna and Kita have a s/o who loves, loves eating but can't cook to save her life? Can't wait for your magnificent hands (mind?) to 'cook' (hehe) smth up <33333

note: requested by @notsochillnerd — here! this was a little rushed but i hope you like it!! <3

miya osamu

samu remembers it all, the smoke, the fire, you. his precious kitchen set ablaze. atsumu was convinced for a while that you were sent by some menace of an organisation to deprive him of onigiri and jeopardise the mbsy black jackals. of course he was only met with samu’s eye roll.

“samu, please,” you begged, voice slightly muffled, arms wrapped around your boyfriend’s waist, face smushed into his chest.

“babe... we’ve been through this, can’t have ya tryna to commit arson at onigiri miya again alright?” grey eyes meeting yours as he reached down, cupping your face.

“you’re so dramatic, i was only trying to reheat them for you, i didn’t know the microwave was capable of that...” you grumbled, pouting. “please?” and since his resolve was practically non-existent when it came to you, he only sighed and nodded.

cooking with you was an….experience. you always seemed to know how to induce the greatest amount of stress and panic in the shortest amount of time, leaving you alone for two seconds meant taking 10 years off of his life. and every time samu looked back to check up on you, he would count one less onigiri.

“samu, why does yours look so different? they were made using the same ingredients….” you whined, “teach me again?” you asked a little too eagerly. “here,” he chuckled, caging you against the counter, arms on either side, his breath tickling your hair a little, his calloused palms on your hands contrasted with his gentle touch as he guided your hands in his, molding the onigiri.

samu only stares at you with a knowing smirk as you scarf down the food-he- you guys made, the purest look of joy on your face as you devoured each bite.

“that good huh?” he asked and you nodded furiously in response. he chuckles squishing your cheeks in his palms, “hold still,” he said, kissing the stray piece of rice off your nose as your eyes widened a little before pouting, your index gesturing at your lips as though saying “here too.” and he happily obliges, smiling as he reaches in for a soft kiss.

suna rintarō

suna had actually been duped by you because you told him you loved food and you had a huge "passion" for cooking, so naturally he assumed you would be good at cooking. the first time he tried your food, bless him, he almost broke up with you because he literally thought you were trying to poison him.

he comes home to hear the clanging of pans and pots in the kitchen and almost instantly whips out his phone to order takeout. just in case you don’t make enough of course <3.

although a few hours later it’s you who’s devouring all of the takeout. shrinking a little under his gaze,, timidly reaching over for more.

“just take it all,” he sighed, pushing the takeout box towards you. “really?” your eyes lighting up as he nodded in response.

his green eyes are trained on you as practically inhale everything, he doesn’t even notice himself smiling along with you as you beamed in utter delight. finally letting a satisfied burp, “oh i’m stuffed,” you huffed only now noticing his green eyes that continued boring into yours, you let out an innocent, “what?”

“you’re so spoiled,” he said, pinching your cheek, “stop grinning like that, it's not a compliment, yn,” he frowned.

“close your eyes,” he ordered. “why?” “just do it,” and suna gets real close, his face inches away from yours, as you kept your eyes shut, swallowing in anticipation., “what are you doing babe? it’s done,” he says smirking at you as he wiped away the little spots of sauce that landed on your eyelids

“you’re so mean rin,” you said glaring at him. “i don’t know what you mean,” he shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eye as he pulled you towards him, stealing a few kisses, “happy now?”

kita shinsuke

this man is so patient. he smiles through it all. somehow convincing himself your food is not all inedible, giving you weak nods as you look at him with expectant eyes.

kita loves you more than anything in the world, but you have to understand, a part of him dies when he sees the unspeakable things you do to the precious rice he so painstakingly cultivated, grown and harvested.

and that’s why kita elected to spend one of the very few rest days he got teaching you how to prepare rice and rice dishes.

“shin, does this go here?” you asked as he placed a calloused palm on your forearm, his warmth guiding you towards the pot. your cooking session goes surprisingly smooth with you only burning one dish.

when it’s time to eat he gives you all the bigger pieces, eating alongside you, watching intently as the look of pure joy on your face blossoms with every bite. mr. rice even carries you back to bed after you get knocked out from your food coma.

sol’s comments ❀ — omg kita’s is so short sry cuties, it was getting repetitive T.T also sorry for the long break, i just couldn't write anything good :(( used to cry about it but now i just take a break so at least there’s progress hehe. im a big girl now HAGHS 🥴 <33

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[spidergwen-real-notclickbait]

you're playing with fire non stop like i swear to god

you just reblop random bullshit you find on your dash and then a sansgender 14 yo spiderman kinnie has a heart attack when reading the other half of your username

too much power. someone must be legally required to fight you

honestly the fact that i can cause countless people to have mental breakdowns just by reblogging from them does give me a bit of an ego

also i will happily 1v1 every spider-man kinnie on the planet bc just misgendering them will cause them multi organ failure

[leedie-reblogs]

reblopping with my own comment just to save it because i need this as a fic "Omg i need a fic like that. Delicious angst of HC being loyal to whom he perceives as XL who treats him... not delicately vs real XL who's "I'm all for HC having the live if his life but HE DESERVES BETTER" vs HC being torn at liking someone else when his god is right there being his calamity-self!"

No joke, when HC said he thought maybe his enemies sussed out his Gege-obsession and sent an impersonator, I fecking hollered because I was so legit skirred after the last chapter he was gonna reappear Lil Mermaid style with some imposter XL that convinced him he was the Real XL (magic? curse? JUN WU?? I was not okay after the last chapter). Thank you for not doing that to meeeeeee😭❤️😭❤️

That’s some big brain angst right there anon! Such a thing had not even crossed my mind for a moment lol, so you’re welcome I guess!!?!

[feeblepink-blog]

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