#lemme boop his nose

[turtledork02]

Sonic practice!!

look at that I’ve found a way to draw sonic characters I like

[mondaymelon]

₊⊹ 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐩 ! ♡. | xiao, kaveh, gorou, lyney, wriothesley x gn!reader

⤷ art by @/grimruu on twitter... i added the boops :> .. fluff, established relationship. dw its an actual fic ( just trsut me )

" boop ! "

— 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎

he's startled, that's something certain. xiao's not used to random actions like this; shouldn't one move with purpose...?

blinking at you, his round eyes are more so filled with surprise than disdain. "what... what did you just-" yet... well, you've just tapped your finger to his nose, and now you're grinning like an idiot... truly, the hearts of mortals were something he'd never quite understand.

"it's fun!" yet again, you move forwards, and while xiao is expecting another "boop" from your finger, he's caught off guard when you give him a small kiss on the nose instead.

"boop."

xiao's voice is uncharacteristically faint, quiet. "ah..."

he hides his face behind a hand, trying to evade his clear embarrassment before it catches your eyes. "you're so... stupid."

... and you'd almost believe it, if it weren't for the evident flush dusted across the tips of his ears.

" boop ! "

— 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

he's well into his third drink by the time you boop his nose, and it takes him another few seconds and a lethargic blink or two before he even registers the action.

when he does, a silly smile spreads across his face, his already drunkenly flushed cheeks warming further. "booop?" the word slurs together, and a slow finger moves to boop you on your nose as well.

too bad, it misses the mark, and he ends up poking your upper lip, frowning when he does so. "ah, oops... lemme try again..." this time, he manages to find your nose. a smugly proud smile appears on his features thanks to the success.

god, he was so pathetic. you loved him for it.

cupping his cheek, you sneakily lean forward and press a kiss to his nose. his skin is warm to the touch. "boop." before he can strike back, you hit him with a double combo, this time kissing him on the lips.

"whuh.. no fair," his eyebrows furrow as he pouts childishly. "i wan..na... too..."

he falls asleep before he can finish his sentence, slumping onto the table and conking out immediately. as expected. you tuck his messy hair behind his ear with a fond smile. he'd have a hell of a headache in the morning. ah, but... tolerating his whines would be worth it — you'd gotten to kiss him, after all.

... his lips tasted like wine.

" boop ! "

— 𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐔

he jolts like he's been shocked, and you have to suppress a laugh at the sight. "e-eh, what was-?" one of his ears twitches subconsciously, and you can tell he's trying to maintain eye contact to the best of his abilities. hey, it wasn't everyday your lover swung by camp just to tap you on the nose... were you teasing him??

"it's a boop." you state it, matter-of-fact, and gorou only grows more helplessly confused. "boop." just like that, you poke him again. his eyes widen in realization (though he's far off the mark). agh, could it be that more rumors had spread of his "good luck", except this time, instead of rubbing his ears for good fortune, it's tapping his nose instead..?

you watch his eyes swirl with perplexion — really, what was the point in watching those highly-acclaimed entertainment films from fontaine when an entire life's worth of entertainment was right in front of you? "c'mon, don't tell me you've fallen for it too?"

...what was he even talking about? no matter, it was cute seeing him panic (though he'd disagree). you smile at him cheekily, "fallen? why, gorou, the only thing i've fallen for is you ~"

silence.

then the sound of someone choking. gorou upright sputters, his face hopelessly red, before springing forward and getting his revenge; that is, kissing you on the tip of your nose, too embarrassed to keep his eyes open while doing so.

"ugh, you're such a tease..."

... how could you not be, when he was so adorable?

" boop ! "

— 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐄𝐘

he smiles, his eyes twinkling as they become upturned crescents. "oh? a tap to the nose..." he seems oddly delighted in the action, and perks up not long after, with a strange, mischievous shine in his eyes.

he shuffles through his signature deck of cards with a grin. "love, why don't you pick a card? any card from the deck, whichever one you want~"

you eye him suspiciously.

he has the demeanor of a cunning cat, one that if you turn your gaze away from for a mere second, is sure to cause trouble. well... he was your lover, so you should have some faith in him. drawing a card from the ones he's presented in his hands, you receive the two of hearts.

before you can even properly glance up from your cards, you're met with a faceful of brilliant red roses, each delicate petal perfectly curving in place and green, glistening leaves healthy and lush. lyney's the one behind it all, a smug smile on his lips, and before you can even open your mouth to speak, he leaps forward and swiftly kisses your nose.

"boop."

and he sticks his tongue out, smoothly tucking a rose (without thorns, mind you) into your hair.

hell, he was so smooth. your brain wasn't even able to register half his actions until half a minute after, and when you did, your face burned.

"haha~ what's wrong, love?"

... this guy was seriously dangerous for your heart.

" boop ! "

— 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘

he stares you dead in the eyes, in a sort of, "did you really just do that?" kind of way. it's not that he's disappointed, per say, but more so shocked; even siegewinnie wouldn't dare do such a thing like pokingg the duke's nose, (on second thought, maybe she would)... either way, he sits there in a sort of shell-shocked manner, the cup of tea he had begun to lift to his lips long forgotten. "you..."

"boop." you say it like it's all the explanation he needs. in case he doesn't understand, you'll be so generous as to say it a second time, nodding your head for extra confirmation. "boop."

he lets out a lighthearted sigh, one that makes it easy to tell he's on the edge of releasing a chuckle. crossing his arms over his desk and leaning over it, he grabs your chin with his fingers, gently lifting it to raise your gaze to his level.

"boop." this time, he's the one booping you, and he seems all too amused about it, a sly smile on his lips as he does it moves to do it once more. "boop."

hey, was he copying you-? the thought isn't able to completely form before your brain utterly short circuits; the reason? none other than the duke of the fortress of meropide kissing your nose, of course.

wriothesley's enjoying this way too much... yet he seems so utterly unaffected when he pulls away, settling back into his chair and taking a serene sip of his tea, like he hadn't just committed several war crimes against your heart.

... fuck, if it skipped too many beats, would you die??

(a/n) happy boop- i mean april fools dayyy !! mwah mwah watch me pull some "im quitting" shii next year :>

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[findafight]

Tw for hospitals and use of of pain medication, infection, and canonical injuries, brief mention of the AIDS crisis. Ohhhh steddie dating pre S4 au where Robin has now been subjected at work to Steve both striking out spectacularly and flirting like he knows he's getting laid that night. She isn't sure which is worse. (The striking out is worse. She is glad her friend is happy. She's just painfully single and pining away)

The same stuff happens in s4 minus Robin and Eddie pushing Steve and Nancy together romantically (Dustin is trying to push Steve to both Robin or Nancy he's like dude these are girls you like why are you not making a move on them! I want you to be happy!!! And Steve rips his eyes away from Eddie's lips like huh?) But they're still like hey Nancy! It would be nice! If we could be friends maybe! And it's still awkward.

Robin is out here sweating and glaring at Steve and eddie trying to beam thoughts into Eddie's brain in the Upside Down like Eddie please cool it I know it's a stressful situation but stop staring at Steve's tits for five minutes pl-oh giving him your vest??? You think that's going to help? Ok buddy. I'm just going to. Distract Nancy up ahead a little bit while you and Steve chat aaaaand neither of you are listening. Fine.

And it's still a mess. Max and Eddie and Steve end up in the hospital. The ground split open but sealed itself once Steve cut Henry's head off. Everything is over.

Eddie gets discharged first, despite having more bites than Steve, because his didn't have two days to get infected with Upside Down nastiness. So he ends up camped out with Robin at Steve's bedside as he fights the infection with antibiotics (the doctors hope will work), pain meds, and a slight fever.

Which is to say, completely out of it and high as a kite.

So when Dustin visits and Steve is awake, he gets to see a big, goofy grin spread across his best friend's/adoptive older brother's face as he reaches out and says "dusssstyyyy! Cmere. Lemme. Boop you." And yeah, okay, it makes him feel a bit like a baby but Steve is out of it and apparently drugged Steve likes to Boop his younger friends noses. Dustin can accept that. He sighs and leans forward and allows his nose to be booped.

Steve giggles and smiles and pats his head. "Good to see you, man"

Dustin smiles, a bit watery because it's hard to see Steve in the hospital again, and because it was fucking terrifying to watch him nearly drop to the ground after making sure Eddie got treatment, only being caught by Robin. Dustin almost lost three people he loves, and he is so fucking glad they're all alive, if not well.

"yeah, Steve. Good to see you, too. They say when you're allowed to blow this pop stand?"

Steve frons. "No. Still got Upside Down goobies in my guts, 'parently."

Robin sighs. "They said a few more days. Make sure the infection is clear and there's no suspicious side effects."

"yeah. That's what I said, Robin."

Dustin grins, then settles down beside Robin, across from Eddie. He hasn't said anything since Dustin walked in, but was playing with the sleeve of Steve's hospital gown and tracing patterns on his arm. He looks up at Dustin, and offers a small smile.

It's a bit weird, how close he's stuck by Steve this whole time, but Dustin guesses they probably bonded when they got sucked through the watergate, and that Steve saving his life really endeared him to Eddie. He hopes they can be actual, real friends once things settle. Given how much Eddie is at Steve's bedside, he thinks they're well on their way to it.

They all chat for a while, Steve sometimes getting off topic and dreamy, but looking happy even when he isn't quite following what they're all saying. Dustin is pretty sure Steve doesn't have his hearing aids in on top of the drugs, so he isn't really surprised.

His mom eventually bustles into the room, and fusses over Steve. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry. Let me know if we can do anything, I mean anything, to help, okay? I'm sorry I cant visit for longer today, but what with everything happening like this, I -"

"isss okay, Mrs. H...Ma." Steve corrects himself immediately, smiling. Dustin's insides always get a bit squiggly when Steve calls his Ma, Ma. Like they're actual brothers, and she's their mom, and no one could ever argue they're not family for real. What makes it better that it was Ma who insisted Steve call her that since January of '85, as though she knew just how much both Dustin and Steve needed each other like that.

"I'll be by tomorrow, okay, dear? Robin, you and Eddie are alright for tonight? I'll stay tomorrow but today I re-"

"it's fine! Seriously, Mrs. H. Don't worry about us. My parents will force me home tomorrow anyways, but tonight we're good." Robin grips at Steve's ankle, grounding herself. Dustin doesn't think there's been a day when she hasn't been in Steve's room. Doubts if the places were reversed Steve wouldn't have to be dragged out to shower and change clothes. They're so weird, but Dustin is glad Steve has someone older that loves him like Robin does. It makes it easier to not be able to spend all day with him like he wants to.

"okay. Alright." She leans forward and kisses Steve's forehead a few times, brushes some stray hairs out of his face, just like she does when Dustin is sick in bed. "You take care Steve, sweetheart, and make sure you let Robin and Eddie take care of you too." She turns to Dustin. "I'll give you a few minutes to say goodbye and then meet me down at the car, okay?"

Dustin nods, and his mom is out the door. He sighs. "Well. I guess I'd better head out." He gives Steve a hug, a bit awkward from Steve lying down, but it's fine, Steve wraps his arms around Dustin and tries to give him his normal double squeeze, but it's more of a press with his hands than anything. Dustin'll take it. "I'm glad you're getting better Steve. Glad we're all safe."

Steve's smile is soft, gooey in a way that he usually tries to hide. "Glad you're safe, too, man. Love you." Something in his smile sharpens, then. "Unlike some people in this room you actually...listened? When I told you not to be a hero. And didn't nearly almost die."

Eddie groans, dramatic. It seems like a game they're playing with each other more than anything, but it's a game Dustin doesn't know the parameters of, and it's jarring. "C'mon, Steve. I said I was sorry! I wasn't going to let Dustin get hurt."

Steve glares at Eddie, which would be more intimidating if he wasn't scrutching up his nose or propped up by pillows freshly fluffed by one Claudia Henderson. "Which is the reason why you're allowed in here even though you almost died. Dustin is safe, and that's good. But I'd've been so fuckin pissed if you died."

Robin snorts, pats Steve's hand. "Oh, buddy. You'd have been inconsolable."

"yeah. Exactly. it would have fucking sucked, Eddie. So. I'm still mad at you, even though I love you. Probably because I love you."

Which is. Not what Dustin was expecting. Sure, Steve was pretty open about his love. Especially after Starcourt, when he finally seemed to settle into something Dustin thinks of as comfortable with who he is. (Which is, actually, a big softie with a bit of a bitchy mouth) He's told Dustin he loves him before, and he's pretty sure he's told Max too. Steve says he loves Robin all the time, just not romantically even if Dustin doesn't think that's entirely true, but.

This feels different.

It is different, given the way Eddie squeaks a bit and sways towards Steve. "Steve..." He breathes, his eyes big and wet and wide. He swallows. "Steve. Dustin doesn't. He's still here, i--"

Steve's brow furrows. "Yeah? So? Did you not want...oh." something in the blankness that drops over Steve is scary, especially in comparison to how Steve's been open and lax the entire time Dustin's been in the room.

Steve turns his head slightly towards Eddie, ten slightly away, like he doesn't know if he wants to look at him or not. Dustin shuffles his feet, not quite sure what's going on, feeling awkward and wrongfooted. Robin stands, puts her hand on Dustin's shoulder, tries to turn him away and out the door, but Dustin isn't leaving when Steve's face is all stiff and blank like it is.

"steve--" Eddie sounds wrung out, wrecked. What the hell is going on?

Steve sniffs ever so slightly, interrupting Eddie. "You don't have to say it. You don't even have to-uh. To feel it, right now. That's okay. I've done that before. I can wait." Dustin sees a muscle twitch in his jaw. "But if you- if you don't think you can, I need to know now, actually. Because now Dustin knows but he's my brother so that's good and fine but if you don't want to--if you don't think this is gonna, like, be a long-term, tell people important to us kind of thing; if you're realizing that it's been long enough that you should feel that--that way about me but you don't, then I need to know because I don't want you lying about how you feel. I can't do that again. When you say it back I want to be sure you mean-"

"I love you too, Steve! Jesus fuck." Eddie blurts, apparently having had enough of. Well. Everything Steve was saying.

It's dawning on Dustin that maybe when Steve and Eddie said they knew each other they didn't just mean from highschool. That they. Well. Obviously they love each other. Which is....something to consider later because Steve looks like he's about to cry. Because Woah, Dustin has misread a lot between the two of them if they're...like this.

"yeah? You're sure?" He says, wobbly now he isn't rambling.

Eddie's squished himself more into Steve's space. "yes, yeah, of course Steve. Fuck. You met Wayne! I want you in my life, for a long, long time. I don't- I didn't do anything to make you think I didn't, did I?" His voice is a little rough, and little pleading.

Steve shakes his head, grips Eddie's hand in his m, even as Eddie uses it to support himself over top Steve. "No. I just. I know it freaks people out, is all, and I don't want you to freak out, or leave, or think you had to because we've been dating for a few months and I want to say it. It just came out because it's true."

Eddie laughs, leans in reeealy close to Steve. "Honey. It came out because you're high and morphene."

Steve grumbles a bit, but he's smiling too, and knocks their foreheads together. "Yeah. And also because it's true. I love you."

Eddie's eyelids flutter, Dustin can see, as he grins. "And I love you." He says, before closing the distance and kissing Steve squarely on the mouth.

Robin clears her throat. "As...heartwarming and sappy you two are. Dustin has to leave, and probably...has some questions? That he's not going to be a dick about?" She says this as she grips his shoulder tightly, in a way that is definitely a threat.

Dustin nods furiously. Eddie sighs but pushes away from Steve, not before pecking him again, drawing that dopey smile back into Steve's face. "Yeah." He says. "I'll walk you out Henderson."

Dustin waves goodbye to Steve, who seems cheery once again, wiggling his fingers are Dustin and Eddie, before walking out the door behind Eddie.

"so. How long have...has that been a thing?" He asks, as soon as they clear the doorframe.

Eddie huffs, but seems good natured about it. "Few months. December."

"okay." Says Dustin. "Uh. I didn't. I didn't know you...or Steve, I guess...I didn't know you guys were-" he lowers his voice, despite the hallway being surprisingly empty. "Gay."

There's something steely in Eddie's eye when he answers. "We're not. Well-we are, but we both also like women."

Something doesn't sit right about that with Dustin. "But! You just said-"

Eddie holds his hands up, and Dustin shuts his mouth on instinct. "You can like both while just dating one person, Dustin. Just because you like women doesn't mean you're going around with girls who aren't Suzie, right?" He nods. He adores Suzie, can't really imagine looking at any other girl like that because she's just. Amazing. She's his girlfriend and they love each other, and just because girls are pretty great doesn't mean Dustin wants anything other than friendship wi--oh. He sees where Eddie is going.

"right. Yeah. Sorry."

Eddie shrugs. "Steve kinda dropped a bomb in both of us, today"

""isn't it weird though?"

"well...girls and guys are different"

"they are indeed."

"so, if you like girls, why do you like...boys...too?"

"why do you like girls and not boys, Dustin?"

Which is hard to answer because, well. Dustin's never really thought about why he likes girls. He just does. And maybe that's what Eddie means. There's no reason, really. People just...like what they like.

Or there are reasons, because girls are pretty and often smell nice and Suzie looks like a mad scientist when her ponytail gets a little loose after hours of working on a project, her eyes glinting behind her glasses as she giggles and bites her lip, just a little. But that's mostly Suzie. So. He can't really put a finger on why he's only ever had crushes on girls, or why before last summer they've never been as much or as consuming as his love for Suzie. Never been anything like the long days spent together at camp building and creating and blasting ideas off each other, before one day Suzie took his hand and they ended up sneaking away to look at the stars, trying to outdo each other's knowledge about them and slowly being pulled into the other's orbit like binary stars. He's never really wanted to kiss anyone like he wants to kiss Suzie, not even when he had a brief and fleeting crush on Max.

"oh." Is what he says, and feels pretty lame for it.

Eddie shrugs. "You can't really choose who you like." He says before breathing in. "But you do choose who you love, and how you love them."

And. Well. Dustin thinks of his Ma sweeping Steve up into family dinners every other week, and how the party absorbed Max into it as easy as anything, and holding Suzie's hand as they looked up at the stars in dew covered grass feeling like the world starts and ends there, and of Steve and Robin cackling together and having seemingly no personal space or boundaries between them. And of Steve and Eddie, saying I love you for the first time in a hospital room after saving the world.

"That's pretty good." Dustin says, and Eddie smirks at him.

"yeah. Steve said it to me, way back on our second date."

Dustin scoffs. Because he should have known; it's so typically Steve to say something like that. "And you were surprised when he said he loves you?"

Eddie's eyes twinkle in the florescent lights of the hospital. "Nah. Just... it's different being pretty sure, and knowing for sure. I also didn't want him saying something in front of you he'd regret."

He nods. "That's fair. I...don't know how I would've taken it if Steve weren't in the hospital, honestly. Like!" He tries to reassure Eddie "I would have gotten over it, for sure! But if had had sat me ore the party down and talked it out I might've been, like, y'know. Super weird about it. Because. I mean. This talk is good, right? I'm think about things and thinking about how I've only ever really wanted to kiss Suzie, even if I thought about maybe abstractly kissing other people. And how we as humans have all these quirks that let us be human, but different, which enable us as a species to thrive." He heaves a breath. "But. Seeing Steve all loopy and saying it, and then being worried you felt pressure about it, I dunno. It makes sense, I guess. I don't know how you two met or got to know each other, but. I guess it makes sense, how you like each other. And talking to you now. It's helped, I think."

Everything is a bit scrambled in Dustin's brain, the love and the confusion and the worry, because it's setting in that in Hawkins, something like this, for Steve and Eddie, is dangerous. Something that could get them hurt or killed, scorned by the town they've helped save.

His mother always grumbles agrily when ads about how the virus going around is God's punishment for sinners, or how it's cleaning up the streets of unwanted people gays and addicts. She huffs, swears. Says that just because bigots don't consider the people getting sick as wanted or valuable, doesn't mean no one does. That no one deserves to get sick for things they cannot control, or for things they can. A smoker is more likely to get lung cancer, but that doesn't mean they deserve it more than someone who's never seen a cigarette.

Their families will mourn them the same.

They reach the main doors, and Dustin sees his mom has pulled into a pick up lane, blinkers on. He turns to Eddie, and burries his face in his neck.

Eddie takes it in stride, parting his back and giving him a bit of a squeeze. It's not as good a hug as Steve gives, but that bar is only really surpassed by his mom, so it's still a good hug.

"please be careful, Eddie."

"ah," says Eddie, and he pulls back slightly. "We are, man. You're close to both of us and didn't suspect. We know what we're doing."

Dustin raised his eyebrows. Now that he has context, a lot of interactions between Steve and Eddie in the wake of getting them out of the Upside Down seem a lot less friendly.

Eddie chuckles. "Seriously. We are. It was just hard during everything, and, well, we both feel safe around you guys. I think Steve's been gearing up to ask me if we can tell all of you sheepies soon."

"yeah?"

"yeah, bud. Don't worry about us."

"Considering you just got released and Steve is still in the hospital, I think a little worrying over you jackasses is justified."

Eddie smirks. "Fine. A normal and reasonable amount of worrying, then. But no more than that. Now, git! Your ma's waiting on you."

Dustin smiles, "yeah, yeah. I'll see you tomorrow."

"yep. You know where to find me."

He waves again as he hopes into the front seat, and buckles his seatbelt before Ma can ask him to. He smiles at her, and feels oddly...grounded. a mystery has been solved, even if Dustin doesn't have all the pieces, he still has the big picture.

"everything alright, Dusty? Nothing wrong with Steve, is there?" She asks, even as she changes out of park.

"yeah, yeah. Just accidentally stumbled over something saying goodbye, and was worried about them. But everything is fine. Robin and Eddie have Steve handled."

They turn out of the hospital parking lot, heading for home. Ma smiles. It's softer, more indulgent than usual. "Yes. They're good for each other, I think. Compliment one another nicely."

Dustin doesn't bother asking which set she's talking about, thinks maybe they both know.

[theviitraveler]

His fashionable Yandere brat~

Velvette: Ugh Y/N would it kill you to put more emotion into this?

Y/N: Sorry Vel

Velvette: Don’t be sorry be better.

Y/N: Ugh.

Velvette: You can moan and groan all you want Y/N but you agreed to this.

Y/N: Yea yea I know. But could you at least be just a bit more lenient? You know I’ve never done this before.

Velvette: Cmon you’ve put on shows for me before.

Y/N: Well I have but not for thousands of people before.

Velvette: Yes the hell you have…..You’ve done it before why can’t you do it now?

Y/N: Look can I just take a break for a bit?

Velvette: You taking a break means no fashion lines for that time period. No fashion lines means I get angry. *Cups Y/Ns face* You know what happens when your little brat gets angry right~

Y/N: *blushing* Y-yes I do.

*Flashback to when Velvette was strolling outside in her skirt and heels when she saw Y/N and another woman flirting*

Velvette: *Eye twitches* He really loves to irk me doesn’t he?

Y/N: *Laughing* Y’know I had fun today. I just hope Velvette doesn’t find out though.

Cynthia: Names Cynthia here’s my number cutie~ Oh and trust me that little brat Velvette won’t find out *brushing up on Y/N* As long as you hide it~

Y/N: I’ll be sure to call

[Velvette then comes behind Cynthia and stabs her though the chest killing her instantly.]

Velvette: Who are you calling~

Y/N: Sh-shit……

Velvette: No no Y/N please tell me who you were gonna call~

Y/N: Nobody. SHIT!

[Velvette pulls Y/N by the chain she gave him and begins whispering slowly in his ear gradually moving her knife up his body.]

Velvette: *Whispering* Now lemme tell you something Y/N. I gave you a place to stay and clothes that make you look like a model. So if you think that you can speak to other women [Velvette as she says this moves her knife to his pants.] you are dead wrong~

Y/N: Vel chill!

Velvette: I am chill. I’m just letting you know what happens when you try and talk to other women~I’m yours and you are mine~

[Velvette slightly cuts Y/Ns stomach and licks the blood from her knife. After which she returns to normal like nothing happened.]

Velvette: See you at the tower Sexy! *Walks away*

Y/N: Ugh that woman is gonna be the death of me man…..

[Back to the present.]

Velvette: You still have those marks on you right?

Y/N: Ugh [Y/N lifts his shirt to show 3 different small knife marks on him.] Yes I still have them.

Velvette: No silly not those ones.

[Velvette then opens Y/Ns shirt from behind to reveal an absurd amount of scratch, bite and kiss marks on him.]

Velvette: Take a quick one girls!

Y/N: *Gasps*

[Velvette’s models then take pictures of Y/N with Velvette behind him kissing his neck.]

Velvette: So what have we learned today~

Y/N: Never upset the fashionable brat……

Velvette: Hmm?

Y/N: Never upset MY fashionable brat…….

Velvette: *Boops Y/Ns nose* That’s better!

Y/N: *Sighs* The parallels of love and lust.

[notroosterbradshaw]

“You’re mischief. Utter mischief, Jake Seresin,” you muttered as he could only grin. The sheer arrogance of him not to deny what you both knew was true.

“I’d tell you not to tell anyone, but my reputation is already shattered,” he shrugged mildly. “Come on, no one will see us. Come play with me…” the innuendo in his tone wasn’t lost on you.

“You’re a goddamn menace," you leaned forward and fingered his dog tags, he yelped with a grin as he face was drawn close to yours. “Out.”

“Mama, nooo!” Your babies exclaimed, as you dragged their father begrudgingly from the ball pit. The biggest kid of them all, your husband… their father. The king of the kids at your youngest’s birthday party. “Let Daddy stay.”

“Yeah, Mama. Let Daddy stay!” His amused tone just for you.

“It’s for toddlers, Jake. You’ll get us kicked out!” You said as his palms pressed into your hips.

“But our babies…” he murmured with a quiet laugh. He tenderly kissed you as a chorus of ‘gross, eww, yuck’ surrounded you. “They’re having fun.”

You gently released him and who were you to argue? He’d do anything to keep his babies smiling… and you mostly. “Trouble,” you booped his nose.

“Always. Lemme know when you’re ready to blow out the candles,” he teased.

“Won’t be tonight,” you sniped as he laughed and clutched his heart.

“You’re a hard woman, Mama. But it’s what I love about you most!”

[cocogum]

Let’s TALK about episodes 9 and 10 people… (part 1)

PART 2 : HERE

(‼️SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4‼️)

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If you thought episodes 7 and 8 had so much to talk about (cuz I sure did), then episodes 9 and 10 destroyed my mind.

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I am so tired.

We begin with a small recap of what happened last episode and it’s honestly very nice and heartwarming of Ankama to remind us that Yugo will get his ass handed to him in a few minutes.

BRO LOOK AT HOW THEY’RE DRAGGING HIM ON THE DIRTY FLOOR LIKE THAT!!

The level of disrespect these thirsty hoes have for him is immeasurable. Even if Yugo’s not a kid, the fact that the necromes didn’t hesitate to tie him up like that and sacrifice him like a lamb is jaw-dropping. It really makes you understand that they don’t give a shit if you’re an actual kid, they will hang you up like a roast beef for dinner.

Bro’s asking as if he just got here.

Also, how do you think that fall must’ve felt like? Cuz when Toross yeets him, Yugo takes a massive fall only to get his body slammed into the pavement when he gets tied up.

He gets to fall even faster because of the stasis ropes pulling him down too.

You can even hear the loud slam when he hits it. That must’ve hurt like a bitch.

Btw I love how even after all that, Adamaï and Amalia still don’t trust Qilby even when he saved them from the necrome world.

Adamaï thinks he was an idiot for not using the eliatrope Dofus and…he’s right? Cuz my guy…ur scared of ruining things if you use the dofus but what are you gonna ruin in a place WHERE THERE’S NO WAKFU????

Sometimes I can’t tell whether or not that guy’s okay in his head. Like is he blind or something? You can clearly tell that the necrome world is completely deserted and has no actual life, Amalia even CONFIRMS IT for you, Toross is literally using his dofus in his world of nothing, AND it’s also literally known as the gods’ garbage bin.

No wonder you get slapped around so much, you’re stupider than Yugo!!

I never in my life thought that I’d eventually get to see Qilby booping Amalia’s nose.

And I don’t know if I should like it or if I should fear it.

Man literally booped her as if she was a kid. But then again, he IS a millennial years old so it would explain why he’d treat her like a fetus.

In a way, he really CAN see her as a kid who doesn’t know what the hell she’s talking about.

But like-

I never imagined this happening???? Not even in a trillion chances 😀😀

BUT WHAT CONFUSES ME EVEN MORE IS THIS :

I get that Amalia annoyed him when she said he STILL couldn’t be trusted but what do you mean by “artificial”??? I’m still confused about that.

MY QUEEN NORA AND HER GAY ASS IS BACK WITH HER SHENANIGANS GURL WE SEE U !!

You can’t tell me this scene ain’t gay 😭😭

The way she grabbed her was so sudden, it made my heart jump!! And Amalia just goes with it like a damsel in distress being protected by her knight 🥰🥰 My noramalia senses detected that shit from a mile away, you ain’t getting away!!!

That torture scene tho should’ve taken longer ngl. But Okoo being the kid that they are decided “hell nah”. It’s still a shame really but at least we got what we needed.

Also, lemme just say something about this torture scene real quick.

Not only does Yugo get sucked the living out of him, but he just got BODY SLAMMED FROM AT LEAST 290 FEET on LITERAL PAVEMENT so now his back is completely obliterated, he keeps CONVULSING, TWITCHING, and GETS HIS BONES BREAKING TO GROW LONGER ONES-

He’s feeling all that WHILE getting sucked to death. My god. I wanted to see more of that.

The only reason why he didn’t turn out ballistic was cuz Oropo was keeping him busy in his head. He literally told him that he’ll make him fight just to not think about it.

And even though Oropo does hate him (but calmed down a bit once he reunited with Yugo), he told him that even he doesn’t deserve all of this. Can you imagine the one who caused so many calamities and was ready to kill the gods because he hates you telling you that even you don’t deserve this?? It just shows how kinky this Toross guy is.

[agerefandomrambles]

hiii friend, this is buttercupagere here reminding u to pleease write the cg!goose, cg!ice, regressor!mav, and regressor!rooster fic when u are feeling up to it!!!💗🪿

Title: Playdate

Word count: 1005

Little! Mav + Rooster

Cg! Ice + Goose

Warnings: punishments (short time out), obligatory military warning. It's a gay pilot movie, what do you want from me?

Plot: Mav and Rooster regress at the same time and cause mayhem for their respective caregivers

"Oh baby Goose"

Gooses voice rings out across the apartment, followed by soft giggles. Goose just smiles in response and follows the sound of the giggles, checking under tables and behind curtains along the way to lengthen the process a bit.

He walks over to the table in his bedroom and dramatically peaks his head under. Rooster is scrunched up under the table, giggling like mad.

Goose smiles softly at the sight before dragging him out from under the table and tickling him until Rooster is laughing loudly and squirming on his lap.

Goose laughs but releases his hold, letting Rooster catch his breath while he mockingly glares.

After Roosters caught his breath, Goose pulls him into his lap. He boops his nose softly, then says, "Hey Roo. Ice sent me a text and said that Mav is little. How do you feel about having a playdate?"

"Mav's coming over?" Bradley asks hopefully, gazing up at Goose with wide eyes.

"Yeah Buddy. Just lemme text uncle Ice and he'll bring Mav over" Goose chuckles, grabbing his phone from his pocket and quickly sending a text to Ice.

"If Mav is coming over though Buddy, we gotta clean up your playroom!" Goose says, injecting enthusiasm into his voice in an effort to avoid the impending tantrum.

"But I don't wanna dada" Rooster predictable whines.

"You're not going to do it, you silly goose. We're going to do it together. " Goose chuckles, trying a different approach.

Bradley giggles at the nickname but follows Goose without complaint to the playroom and the two tidy up while Goose chatters freely.

While Goose and Rooster are cleaning, Ice is trying to get Maverick ready for his playdate.

"Come on kiddo. Can you please just put the shoes on?" Ice pleads for the nth time. Iceman is standing on one side of the couch, holding Mavericks favourite pair of red sneakers. Maverick is on the other side of the couch and he sticks his tounge out at Ice.

"No! I don't want shoes!" He yells at Ice, dodging his attempts to catch Maverick for long enough to put his shoes on.

"Pete Michelle, if you don't get your sassy little butt over here right this instant, I swear to God I will cancel this playdate" Ice sighs, rubbing his temples.

Instantly, Maverick stills and sheepishly walks over to Iceman with his head down. Ice squats so that he's at Mav's height and tilts his head up so that he's looking at him. "Talk to me, Kiddo. What's going on?" Ice asks gently.

"Shoes feel icky" Maverick mumbles.

"OK kiddo. I won't make you wear the sneakers. You need to tell Dada that next time." Iceman relents, pulling Maverick into a hug.

You can't go to a playdate without shoes on though. So what's going to happen is we're going to go to your room and put your crocs on, then you're going to sit in time out for 5 minutes for breaking rules and not listening to dada. Then, we're going to shake this off and go to that sleep over. Does that sound OK?" He narrates his actions as he walks up the stairs.

Ice pulls on Mavericks crocs and sits him in his time out chair. He just sighs when he hears Maverick muttering to himself. Mav is always difficult when he's regressed to a toddler and today is no expecting. So Ice ignores his angry muttering and goes to the kitchen down stairs to pack some snacks for the playdate.

The timer goes off and Iceman goes back up the stairs to collect Maverick. He sighs softly again when he spots the tear track on his cheek. Ice sits down on the bed and opens his arms, letting Maverick clamber into his lap.

"I don't like putting you in time out anymore then you like being in there kiddo" Ice says to break the silence, tapping Mavericks temple to get his attention. "Now that we're all nice and calm, why don't we go see Rooster and Goose?"

Mav cheers and clambers back off of ice, skipping down the stairs and into the car. Ice grabs the baby bag and straps Maverick in before driving them over to the Bradshaw residence.

By the time Ice and Mav arrive, Mavericks giggling as Ice sings the Bluey theme song and Rooster is dancing to old 80's rock with Goose in the play room.

Ice rings the doorbell and Rooster barrels down the stairs, almost taking down one of the photos on the side.

Rooster wrenches open the door, with Goose not far behind. As soon as Maverick spots Rooster, he shoots forward and tackles him in a hug, both boys rolling around on the floor, giggling.

Ice offers Goose a tight smile and steps into the house, placing the baby bag down by the door. He takes in the abandoned mess in the living room and chuckles to himself.

"Rough day?" Ice asks, sitting down on the couch in the playroom as the two young boys set up a race car track.

"Oh you wouldn't believe the amount of effort just to get this room clean" Goose chuckles, handing Ice a water bottle as he sits down next to him.

"Tell me about. Mav's been in time out 3 times already. Once was just because I asked him to put on shoes" Ice says, exasperated. The two men are smiling though as they watch the toddlers babble to one another and coordinate to set up the race car track.

"He's alright now though. We just needed a reset. Thanks for having us, by the way, Bradsha." Ice says sincerely.

"Don't mention it man. It's as good for us as it is for you" Goose smiles.

The two boys play together for hours, paying with race cars and slime and play pretend while the caregivers catch up. Even though it was an effort to get to the playdate, it's always worth it to see the two young boys giggling and playing.

[thehypnone]

regressor phantom being taking care of by eds having rain who injured in some way and helping rain in every way that he can. gets all the things off the shelves for them and helps clean the place they’re walking so they don’t trip and get injured further. just a really good kid trying to help someone he cares about deeply

phantom is such a good kid :(

my hands are really useless today so if there's any typos, no there is not

Phantom was feeling fuzzy since he woke up, nearly whole day now. When he saw Rain walk into the kitchen, where he was rummaging through the cabinets, on their forearm crutches he immediately dropped. He was by Rain's side in a second, "D'ya need help with pain?"

"No, it's, uhm- it's okay, I'm fine," the water ghoul answered but their poorly hidden grunt and furrowed brows didn't help in assuring Phantom.

"Rainy, can help, wanna help," he pouted up at the older ghoul. He needed to help. "Please, lemme help. D'ya want a snack?"

"Yeah, that's why I came here," they grumbled and reached up to one of the higher cabinets where the ghouls stored packets of apple sauce. The crutch that was hanging off of Rain's arm swung in the air when they lifted it and hit their hip, making the ghoul hiss in pain.

"Oh, lemme help-" Phantom jumped to open the cabinet and get the apple sauce out. He presented it to Rain with big eyes full of hope he managed to help.

"Phantom, I really-" they cut themself off, looking into the quintessence ghoul's eyes. They were frustrated, yes, but not with Phantom. He didn't deserve to be a victim of Rain's irritation, he was really just trying to help. "Yes, okay. I'd like your help."

The quintessence ghoul's entire face lit up as Rain did grab the apple sauce from him and stuffed it into his pocket, mumbling a quiet 'thank you'. When the water ghoul turned to leave the kitchen Phantom all but threw himself onto the floor to sweep away some garbage laying around. There was always stuff all over the floor in the den... for some reason.

He moved various items away from Rain's path, so they wouldn't trip or slip their crutches on anything. He also roughly wiped the floor with a mysterious sock that he'd just found (Rain prayed it wasn't Swiss') to make sure there wasn't anything spilled that could also put Rain at some kind of risk, "'s this okay?"

"Yes, kiddo, thank you very much," Rain forced himself to smile down at Phantom as they walked over to the couch in the common room and dropped down onto it with a grunt.

Before he could as much as blink, Phantom was in between their legs looking up at them with his biggest puppy eyes, "Need pain gone? Or, uhm... sm'thing else? Can do 'nything for you, Rainy."

"If you insist, little one," Rain sighed reaching out to boop Phantom's nose, making him giggle. "I'd appreciate dulling my pain a bit. It's my hips today."

Phantom's soft hands were on the water ghoul's hips in a flash. He squeezed his eyes, bit down on his tongue in concentration and let his magic flow through him fingertips into Rain's aching body. They sighed with relief as the first tendrils of quintessence wrapped around his joints, "That's nice, kiddo, thank you."

"Mhm," he hummed and focused on spreading the comfort both further up into Rain's spine and down, into their legs. He worked until Rain's head thumped against the cushions on the back of the couch and the room was filled with quiet purring.

"Hm... Tommy?" he perked up with a chirp. "C'mere."

Phantom obliged, getting up. He gave Rain a moment to arrange himself more comfortably on the couch and soon they smiled at him and waved him over. He was a bit reluctant, not wanting to hurt Rain in any way, so he gently laid down next to the water ghoul, keeping his limbs to himself.

This wouldn't cut it, though, for Rain, so they pulled him closer, until his head was on their chest and their legs and tails were tangled together, "nap time, little one."

Who was Phantom to argue with that?

[chiiyuuvv]

MASSAGE - SUMIN °

• PAIRING — bestfriend!sumin x gn reader

• GENRE — friends to lovers, sumin give you a massage, ive been having this idea for a while, this is NOT suggestive if anyone thinks that, friendly bickering

• WORD COUNT — 912

• AUTHORS NOTE — ive been having this idea for a while... ILL BE GETTING BACK TO REQUESTS NOW

MASTERLIST!

"Pabo~~" you feel something poke your cheek. You twich in your sleep, expecting to feel a soft pillow on your head, a heavy blanket to give you warmth..

When you realize you're laying on the floor.

"Hii," sumin whispers as he peeks his head from the bed. His messy green hair covers his eyes as he lays on his stomach, waving at your tired figure. "W-what.." you blink, looking at your surroundings. You were laying on the floor, one of the pillows got pushed to the door, a blanket on the other side of the room. What happened?

You finally sit up, running a hand through your messy hair as you glance down at your phone, it reads 9:40 am. "Did I.. sleep here..?" You ponder to sumin, in which he nods.

"Hey, how did you make it to the floor?"

"You must of pushed me off.." you stand up, stretching your body.

"Pushed you off..? You must of rolled over."

"Says the boy that screams in his sleep." You shoot him a glare, letting out a groan when you start stretching your back. "Ohh that hurts," you moan, a hand placing on your lower hip as you try to stand up straight.

"I told you, you shouldnt sleep like that."

"You pushed me off!!"

"Well in my defense, you looked like a pretzel before I dozed off-"

You grabbed the nearest pillow and smacked him with it, catching him off guard as he falls back on the bed, letting out a laugh. "Its not my fault!!~"

"It is!!" Your hand was still placed on your lower hip, unintentionally looking like an old man that lost his cane as you shake your fist, letting out another groan. "And now my back hurts like crazy." You complain, letting out a pout as you sit on the edge of sumins bed.

"Lemme help you then, since it is 'my fault.'" Sumin reaches for your hand, trying to pull it so you're sitting in the middle of the bed. You give him an unconvincing look, "what are you going to do? Push me off the bed again??"

"What no!!" Sumin laughs, reaching for your hand again and successing. He pulls you so that you're sitting in between his legs, making you rest your back on his chest.

"What are you gonna do?" You cross your arm, which sumin uncrosses. "Just relax pabo." He smiles against your neck, his hands finding your shoulders and rubbing deep circles on them.

"Dont.. call me that.." you breathe heavily. "Pabo~~" sumin giggles when you turn around to glare at him, his hands finding your sides and tickling them.

"Sumin-ahh!!" You laugh, trying to slap his hands as he laughs at you. "Now lemme finish," he stops after a while, booping his nose with yours.

You let out a hitch at the sudden closeness, before nodding your head with a nervous smile. Sumin clears his throat as he realizes what he just did, but pushing that feeling away as you turn around, finding your shoulders again.

He moves lower and lower, until he finally reaches the source of your pain. Your head shoots back on his shoulder, shutting your eyes as you try to conceal the pain. "How does this feel..?" Sumin whispers, pressing against the spot again as you nod. "More please.."

"Alright.." sumin lays a kiss on your forehead, before rubbing a deep circle on the spot, his head resting on the crook on your neck as he helps you breathe.

"Breathe.. yes.. in.. out.." he continues, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. You could see out of the corner of your eye his small smile. "I got you.." he whispers, laying little kisses on your neck until the pain goes away. "Did it stop..?"

"Thank you.." you turn around to find sumin face to face, your breath hitching again as your nose softly touches his. You watch as his eyes switch between both of yours, a hand craddling your cheek with such care, like you'd break if he'd let go.

"Is this okay..?" He askes again, his lips brushing against yours. You nod as sumin presses a proper kiss on your lips, the softness making you want to melt under his touch. He tilts your head ever so slightly, turning your body around as his other hand finds your waist, pulling you closer.

You move in sync as sumin could not get over your strawberried lips, pressing kiss after kiss until you ran out of air. And so he breaks it, pressing his forehead against yours as he breaths heavily, a blush forming on his neck, slowly raising up to his ears.

You were speechless and so was sumin, as he lets out a giggle. "I think i got carried away.." he breaths, looking down as your fingers lightly trace his chins, lifting it up to find his deep, yet soft eyes staring at you.

"So did i.." you nervously confess as you press a peck against his lips. He smiles before slowly lowering your body on his bed. "What are you doing??" You giggle.

"Making you go back to sleep." He states in a matter of factly tone.

"But its 10:0-"

"Shhh.." he shushes you before crawling into the bed, tucking the two of you in as his hands find your waist, laying your head on his chest as he hugs you tightly.

"You better not push me off the bed again."

"I won't."

[nowiamcoveredinyou]

Our own fairytale

Sherlock x reader

Word count:- 5519

A/n:- the most stupid idea perhaps with which I came up! Still if you enjoy it, lemme know!

The room lit up with the sunlight that came straight through the window. A Sunday that was as bright as it should when we think of the day. Yet Sherlock and John had to go out on a case. However they've promised to be back home before lunch.

"And then? What happened to the beast?" Asked Rosie, who laid her head on my lap as we sat in my bedroom... Well Sherlock and my bedroom. If the boys are out writing new pages of their adventures why not we enjoy some fairy tales too.

"Well, he turned into Handsome prince which he was before the enchantress came" I answered lightly booping the nose of Rosie, making her giggle.

"And belle and beast" she said getting up, "lived happily ever after."

"Well" I objected, "belle and the prince".

She nodded like she understood. She's a very feisty little girl, then she said,

"So beast... I mean the prince gave belle his library?" She was fascinated by the idea of having a personal library.

"Yes he did." I answered.

"Like Sherlock gives you books?" She asked and leaned on me.

"Mm hm yes absolutely" I answered remembering the moments of him buying me books. He always observes and notices the books on my online shopping app's wishlist. And surprises me as he buys one at a time for me.

"When will he come? And daddy?" She asked.

"Before lunch" I replied and Rosie got on the floor, humming and roaming around.

"Beast... I meant the prince .. he was so cruel to everyone no?" She enquired.

"Well it's because he didn't see anything good in him. He pushed everyone away because he thought he is not good enough, he ... " While saying I remembered how Sherlock pushed his friends away too. John told me once, he never thought he deserves anything good, he pushed everyone away who wanted nothing but to be with him, help him see good in himself. John, Molly, lestrade, Mrs Hudson... All of these friends of him still stayed because they knew, deep down Sherlock cares for them. It's just... He fights with criminals and they brings out the worst in him, he just wanted to protect his friends from all those cruel and evil men and women whom he encountered..

"He?" Rosie's voice popped my thought bubble.

"Y-yes?" I replied, I was obviously absent minded, and lost in all those thoughts, "where was I?"

"About the beast" Rosie reminded.

"The prince and yes... He just found the warmth and kindness in Belle, which was long worn out from his life, belle taught him to find joy in simple things" I answered and that again reminded me how Sherlock and I found tranquility in small things too. Like sitting together, walking hand in hand and how he told me "the way you giggle at the most simplest things is fascinating". He said he likes to see the world with my eyes, it's brighter that way. He said "you're my sunshine, you brightened my dark days". Maybe yes, for he loves when I speak of things I adore with passion. He loves to listen to me, even if I'm just describing a poem I read recently. He, the loner that he is, even loves my family, he says they always makes him feel included.

"This prince and Belle's story is" said our little Rosie, "seems familiar".

I got up and went closer to her, and we both went to the living room, "why's that?"

"Well.. you read books, and you're also very warm" saying so she hugged me, and she is the sweetest.

"Aww my darling thanks" I was about to hug her back but my phone rang. I took my phone to see the call I was expecting, right before lunch,

"Yes?" I answered to my husband.

"We've come" he replied from the other end.

"Okay " saying so I hung up smiling and went to the window, there came the two men talking and discussing about their case. Lestrade gave them a lift in his car and dropped them home. Rosie stood beside me too, she giggled suddenly, and that indicated she has something to say, either clever or funny,

"There comes our prince to her Belle."

I blushed at this, even Rosie called me Belle. Belle is my favourite princess of all time. And whenever someone compares me with her I feel delighted, especially when someone compares my relationship with the fairytale one.

"Yeah there he comes, with his clogsworth and Lumiere" I said making Rosie laugh,

"Is Mrs Hudson our Mrs Potts?" She asked, exactly how I like it, making her obsessed with my favourite Disney film too.

"Could be, are you our chip?" I asked and that made her even happier, however before she could answer Sherlock and John came in arguing, as usually blaming lestrade for being stupid.

"Welcome" Rosie said and bowed to them in a princessly manner, they were stunned and confused. Only I knew I have put the seeds of Disney too deep in her brain. She's obsessed over beauty and the beast.

Sherlock and John stood confused, not knowing what to say to that. But her father obviously recalled she had homeworks and followed her asking her about her studies while Sherlock walked to me asking,

"What was that?"

"I don't know" I said smirking, "rude detective."

"Okay sweet princess" he said and was about to walk away but came back and took my chin between his fingers and whispered, "my Belle".

Then pulled me into a kiss. Just like the the fairytale one. After the kiss he handed me a paper bag and I know what's in it exactly,

"The secret garden, it's latest on my Amazon wishlist, Thank you" I thanked him taking the book out. Sniffing the pages.

"No problem" he said, he paused, I know why, admiring me while I admired the book, "I don't have a Library like prince Adam to give you.." he continued, "but...I'll make you a library, little by little, with all your favourite books."

[veryblushyswitch]

Aa hello!! If you feel up for it, I'd love to request 14. with ler Hanako and lee Minamoto!✨️

“Come at me. I dare you.”

Summary: Kou quickly loses a rematch with Hanako. But Hanako won’t let him be a sore loser.

Lee: Kou

Ler: Hanako

“What did you just say?” Hanako questioned. The wind on the rooftop of the school making some leaves fly across the ground in dramatic effect.

“Come at me. I dare you.” Kou stood his ground. Planting his feet firmly and holding his fists up in a fighting stance. Needless to say, he looked kind of silly. In Hanako’s opinion at least.

“Oh~ you’re really picking a fight with me?” Hanako flew up to Kou’s face almost causing Kou to flinch, but he kept himself still despite the uncomfortable popping of his personal space bubble.

“Do you not remember what happened last time? And that was when you had your staff.” Hanako gave Kou a boop to his nose. Kou glared at the spirit in front of him. “Like I said. Come at me. I dare you.”

In all honesty, he wasn’t that enraged. He was more so… bored. Bored and annoyed with Hanako. He thought if he could beat him in a fight that maybe he could get some respect from the specter.

“If you say so~” Hanako shrugged before rushing forward at the speed of light. Kou yelped, not ready for the quickness of the ghost. Kou stumbled back a bit when they collided. Hand in hand each trying to get the other one off balance. Hanako smiled the whole time, his feet not even touching the ground.

Within a few minutes, Kou found himself on the ground in the same position as their last fight. Admitting defeat, Kou laid flat on his back, arms outstretched palms to the sky.

“Gotcha again~” Hanako teased, making himself comfortable on Kou’s thighs. Even going as far to lean forward on his elbows, each one on the side of Kou’s waist. His face inches away from Kou’s. Kou didn’t say anything and just turned his face to the side.

“Aww c’mon. Don’t be a sore loser.” Hanako say up, using Kou’s sides to push himself up. A strangled squeak filled the silent roof, Kou slapping his hands across his lips. Hanako smirked. Oh this was going to be fun.

“Lemme see that smile, Minamoto!” Hanako moved his hands to start squeezing at the sensitive skin on Kou’s sides. Kou gasped and grabbed onto Hanako’s wrists.

“N-Noho! Stohop it!” Kou gripped onto the ghost and tried his hardest to keep his giggles at bay. It was a pretty hard task. Kou was… very ticklish. To say the least.

“Aww~ is the little exorcist a little ticklish?” Hanako teased moving his hands up to Kou’s ribs. This caused loud laughter to pierce the air around them. “Or should I say really ticklish! My gosh, Kou, you’re super ticklish aren’t you?” Hanako continued to squeeze and prod in between each ticklish bone.

Counting each rib out loud one by one to make Kou squeal and squirm with each tickle and squeeze. He even “lost count” a few times just to start over again and again. Kou stopped gripping Hanako’s wrists and resorted to trying his hardest to squeeze his arms against his sides. But all efforts to stop Hanako’s tickly hands would be useless.

“HAHAHAHAHAHANAHAKOHOHOHO! STAHAHAP! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Kou’s legs kicked against the ground. Hanako just giggled along, kneading circles into the most ticklish parts of Kou’s ribs. Even going as far as to wiggle the fingers that were on his back.

“STAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHA!” “Sorry I could understand that. Maybe a new spot will help?” Hanako removed his hands giving the poor exorcist a break. The break was short lived when he felt electricity run all up and down his legs.

“Nohohohoho! Nahat the knehehehees!” Kou squealed. His knees always made him let out the most adorably squeal filled giggles according to his older brother. Hanako just giddily laughed as he watched his friend crumble beneath his ghostly ticklish touch.

“You gotta admit this is a pretty cute weakness to have Mr. Exorcist~” Hanako started to scribble underneath Kou’s knees. Kou arched his back with a loud laugh. He reached forward kicking his legs, trying to push Hanako off of him. His strength was depleted, leaving his arms to struggle even lifting themselves off the ground.

“StahahAHAHAHAP! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! Heheheheheheh! Nohohohoho!” Kou couldn’t focus on anything other than how fucking bad it tickled. Hanako alternating between squeezing the tops of his knees and scribbling the underside. This left Kou victim in stitches and his face a blaze.

After a few more minutes of knee tickles and teases, Hanako stopped and rested his hands on his lap. He still sat on Kou’s waist as he gaped for breath.

“Yohou. Ahahare soho dead. That wahas so mehehean.” Kou’s stomach moved up and down as each breath seemed deeper than the last. His lungs selfishly breathing in all the air they could, as if Hanako could take any. Hanako simply chuckled and floated above his friend. Reaching a hand forward to help the, at first, reluctant Kou. Kou stood up with Hanako’s help, refusing to look into his eyes as he crossed his arms.

“What?! You said I dare you remember.” Hanako hovered next to Kou and gave him a quick scribble to the side. Kou yelped and slapped at the ghostly hand.

“Shuhut up.” He said sternly, but unable to hide the giggle in his voice. Hanako just smiled and wrapped his arms around Kou’s shoulder. A thing he did often to show his appreciation and affection towards the people he considered friends. Kou rolled his eyes and patted him on the head. Maybe one day he’ll be able to beat Hanako in a fight. But for now, he didn’t seem to mind losing as much as he used to.

[aanoia]

Make You Feel My Love

James Potter x reader words; 938 song; Make You Feel My Love by Adele (Bob Dylan) (19 as fics) warnings; family problems (nothing new, lets be fr), mentions of self harm scars wowza. lemme tell yall, my head is pounding so hard I feel like I'm being run over by a train a thousand times over and country music is being blasted in my ears (im jk, i love country music sometimes) im working on requests guys i PROMISE please believe me anywho, if you wanna send in more requests I highly encourage it. I get so giddy when i get new ones :) HAVE FUN YALL OH HERES THE TEA TOO i'm a ghosty girly rn and SAM AND COLBY are so nice to my brain rn. and my eyes. and bc i get ahead of myself all the time, should i write for them? maybe, maybe not.

When the rain is blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

“L/n!” Sirius called out and Y/n sighed.

“What now?” She muttered to herself, already having a bad day.

“I wanted to ask why you’ve been so quiet lately, quite annoying to not have my argue buddy argue with me.” He teased and Y/n silently swore as tears filled her eyes. She doesn’t usually cry at this kind of stuff, on a normal day she’d reply back with something witty and clever, but today was not her day. Having received a letter where she was scolded by her parents, and almost receiving detention for getting frustrated in potions, it wasn’t going well.

I could offer you a warm embrace

To make you feel my love

“Shut it, Pads.” James said and stood in front of him, pulling the girl into a warm hug. “You’re alright, love, I know todays been hard. Sirius is a dimwit, s’all.”

“How rude.” Sirius pouted.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear

And there is no one there to dry your tears

James quickly climbed up the steps to the Astronomy tower, being as quiet as possible to avoid the groundskeeper finding him. He pushed open the door and sighed in relief, only to have his smile drop as he found a figure hunched over, body shaking as they were too engrossed in their tears to hear the door open.

I could hold you for a million years

To make you feel my love

As James got closer to the figure, a light gasp left his lips as he recognized them as the girl he loved.

“Oh, Y/n.” he said gently and pulled her into his arms, silently rubbing circles into her back as she sobbed more.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet

But I will never do you wrong

“Just take your time, sweetheart. I’ll wait for you.” James said, winking at Y/n as she rolled her eyes and set her book down.

“James, you really don’t have to. You should find someone who’s ready to be in a relation-” She was cut off by James’ finger on her lip, successfully shushing her.

“Nonsense. I’ll wait until you’re ready.”

I've known it from the moment that we met

No doubt in my mind where you belong

“I’m gonna marry her one day.” James said lovingly, his hand supporting his head as he stared at Y/n in potions.

Sirius looked at him amused, “Oh, really?”

“Mhm.” He hummed.

“You mean the girl who won’t even go out with you?”

Remus hit Sirius’ arm, “Shut up, Sirius. I think it’s cute.”

Remus smirked at his boyfriend and booped his nose, “I think you’re cute.”

I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue

I'd go crawling down the avenue

“James, what the hell happened?” Y/n asked worriedly as she ran into the infirmary.

James smiled and winced as his split lip stung, “I got in a fight.” He said with a shrug.

“You idiot.” Y/n breathed and Sirius laughed.

No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do

To make you feel my love

“He was heroic. They were talking crap about you-”

“Pads!” James exclaimed.

Sirius’ eyes widened, “Oh, I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “You want me to kiss you booboo?” She asked in a baby voice and James’ eyes widened. Even she was surprised that those words just spilled from her mouth. Nevertheless James nodded enthusiastically, and Y/n pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

He smiled dremaily as she pulled away, “It still hurts, I think you need to do it again.”

The storms are raging on the rolling sea

And on the highway of regret

The winds of change are blowing wild and free

You ain't seen nothing like me yet

“You can go now. It’s okay, I understand.” Y/n said gently, her eyes puffy as James quietly observed the self harm scars on her thigh.

James looked up quizzically, “And why would I do such a thing?” He asked.

Y/n shrugged, “I don’t know. They aren’t pretty. Rather disgusting.” She mumbled and James shook his head, pressing a soft kiss to her thigh.

“I don’t think so. I think they’re a part of you, so although the circumstances aren’t perfect, they must be. Because you are in my eyes, perfect. For me. You’re perfect for me.”

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true

Nothing that I wouldn't do

Go to the ends of the Earth for you

“Alrighty, so, we can use floo powder because that would be easiest, considering I absolutely hate apparating. And then after, we’ll check into our hotel, have some great ‘just-got-to-greece-for-a-sexy-honeymoon-because-we-just-got-married-woo-hoo’ sex, and then go for din- what are you looking at?” James asked, cutting himself off as Y/n stared at him lovingly.

She shrugged, “You, duh.”

James' face turned red as he cleared his throat and continued talking about the entire plan he made for the vacation, although the both of them knew his plans would be replaced with loads of honeymoon love making (wink wink).

To make you feel my love

Y/n smiled softly as she snuggled into her husband's side, fatigue taking over after their big day. James gently rubbed circles on her skin, thanking God for how lucky he was to have such a magnificent woman as his wife.

“I love you.” He whispered, softly kissing the top of her head.

“I love you, more.”

“Nah.”

To make you feel my love

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[clockwerksamurai12]

Name in Lights (Sneak Peek)

So I’ve been meaning to dip my toes in the fan song pool, a friend of mine helped out a little in regards to the lyrics.. the song’s not quite done yet but I figured I could share with you all the first verse. I also wanna thank @itneedsmoregays for giving me some pointers on the process.. I’ll be sure to show off the full version once it’s done.

{Transcript}

Buster: You wanted to see me sir?

Mr. Crystal: Yes I did yes I did, c’mon in.

Buster: Whoa, this place is incredible!

Mr. Crystal: *Chuckles* Pretty great huh?

Buster sits down in the revolving chair.

Mr. Crystal: So, how’s it going with Calloway?

Buster: Calloway? It’s uh, it’s good! Yeah, very good.

Mr. Crystal: Right right, well lemme ask you something.. what’re you trying to get outta this little scheme of yours, huh?

Buster: I’m sorry?

Mr. Crystal: Oh what, you think I’m an idiot? Some kinda bozo?

Buster: No.. no sir not at all, what would make you think tha- you found out I lied about knowing Calloway didn’t you?

Mr. Crystal: Yeah, my team talked to Clay’s lawyer and they say he’s never heard of you OR your show.. 

Buster: *Sigh* Alright, you caught me.. I don’t actually know him. You’re probably gonna cancel the show huh?

Mr. Crystal: What are you kidding? I might be the head of a world renowned entertainment empire, but I’m NOT some heartless CEO that puts high effort projects on the cutting room floor! 

Buster: S-So what’re you gonna do?

Mr. Crystal: I’m gonna do whatever it takes, to make sure my cautionary tale gets through that skull of yours.. the only way I know how! (He presses a button underneath his desk, which activates a trap door near Buster’s revolving chair)

Buster: Whoa!!! (He ends up sliding down the trapdoor’s chute, before landing on a mattress in a seemingly dark and empty room) What is this place?

{Icy blue eyes glares at Buster from the shadows, freezing the dapper marsupial in fear as swing music starts to play.}

[First Verse]

You oughta know by now

Exactly where you are

You should learn from your mistakes

Or you ain’t gonna get very far

Cuz this here’s Redshore City

Not your little podunk town

When you stepped into MY den

Everyone will wanna tear you down..

{Moon finds himself getting startled by hands that seem to burst from the ground as he desperately looks for a way out of the dark room}

Ya said you knew the king of rock

But his lawyer said otherwise

It takes guts for you to pull

The wool beneath my eyes

{As Moon continues to run for his life, he’s caught off guard by the sudden pairs of eyes glaring at him from the darkness and ends up tripping on a pebble leading him to be stuck in a spider web!}

But if ya keep on weaving

This little web of lies

Sooner or later,

You’ll end up among the flies!

{Moon then whimpers in fear as a giant spider crawls into view, hissing at him before he falls through the web and into an empty well before landing on a giant porker table.}

[Chorus]

Just one blunder is all it takes

To hit the bottom of the well

Gotta have a winnin’ hand

If your life story’s what ya wanna tell!

But ya gotta learn from your mistakes

It might not happen overnight

But it’s the only way to see

Your name in lights!

Buster: How is any of this supposed to be a cautionary tale?!

Crystal: Trust me Moon, there’s a lot about the entertainment industry you’ve yet to learn.. and that was just the TIP of the iceberg. 

{Buster finds himself LITERALLY on the tip of an iceberg before Jimmy boops his nose, causing the optimistic koala to loose his footing as he rolls down in a snowball before colliding into an enormous photo album that falls onto him and is thrown into a memory of Jimmy’s past}

[shutupheathersorryheatherr]

XH Jungsu hcs pt.1

Summery: just what the title says. something hopefully you find cute, fluffy, and shorter to read approximately: 10 min read

a/n: mark my words next month I WILL do a pt.2 that's more in the hcs I did for jooyeon where its about how y'all probably got together and little scenes from yalls relationship just gotta get this gyu fic out first. please comment or reblog if you liked this!

warnings/info: kissing, some sort of relationship idk what tho never really specified, cuddles, mentions of washing your face (don't forget to wash the grime off today y'all) mentions of him needing reader but noting else of the like is mentioned, talking about changing a light bulb with wet hands (don't ask), a couple misspelled words ill eventually will get to and weed out. pls don't be mean I did most of this with no sleep

~this is simply a piece of fiction. my imagination onto "paper." this is in no way meant to be taken as an actual or real representation of anyone~

ok ok ok there's so many things I don't even know where to start!!

first of all, the softest human being you could ever ask for

I dunno man he just exudes cuddly-ness to me

speaking of cuddles, while I don't think physical touch is one of his love languages, that doesn't mean the first time he gets a taste of you so close to him, he doesn't wanna have you in each others arms for eternity.

Lazy. Morning. Cuddles.

nothing more even needs to be said on that. they're his favorite with you

tangled in the sheets and each others limbs all over the place, his arm about to fall asleep because you're laying on it.... facing each other...

there's not much in life that brings him more indescribable immense joy than to wake up next to you and turn over to scoop you up into his arms.

during times like these, you'd talk, about anything and everything cause it didn't really matter. he would always listen intentively and so would you, calming whatever worries you might have and making you feel like everything would be ok.

cause to be honest, it would be with him around

that brings another thing:

I feel like he's not only the type to listen and provide good advice when he feels like you'd like or need it, but he's also the type to see something going wrong in the moment and try his best to help pull you out of it

like if he can sense someone is making you feel uncomfortable he'll go over there by you, most of the time he doesn't really do much, knowing that you can handle yourself. but at the same time him making his presence known calms and comforts you

don't get me wrong tho, if the time is right he will be saying something to defuse or help that uncomfortable situation

skincare routines together!!!!!

like you cannot convince me that doing that together wouldn’t one, be extremely frequent, and two, is one of the cutest things to do ever

it all started when he gently helped you do it when you were too tired to do so yourself

he knew you’d be mad with yourself if you didn’t get it don’t you slept with an unwashed face

so, being the great guy he is he coaxed you into the bathroom and helped you with it

”lemme help you, sweetie.” He said “I know you’re mostly asleep already”

And there…. Was born a treasure of a tradition.

From then on you’d do it together cause quote “it was kinda fun”

imagine him gently rubbing your cheeks, nose, wherever, with your facial wash! It’d be so cute I can’t—

but most of the time it just consisted of you two doing it next to each other in the bathroom or bedroom mirror

sometimes he’d lean his head on your shoulder and stare up at you, the only thought in his mind how lucky he was to have you

God, just the thought of it— the word itself, even, made his heart swell with joy

Plus he thinks it’s really cute to do that little couple thing together

he boops his nose to yours. I won't be taking any comments

prue fact

honestly he's pretty much your best friend

thinks you're the coolest human alive no matter what you do

like you could be putting your shoes on and he's still mesmerized

he's standing there like "ugh the way you put them on?? I've never seen anything like it"

for real tho, he exudes this aura that makes you feel like you can do anything

and spurs you on to do just that!

cause you can! duh!

here's something I really appreciate about some people that I feel he'd be like:

as someone who is like, your best friend, he wouldn't always act like you're always right

though most of the time you are tbh

but sometimes you need that person telling you that hey, maybe this isn't the best decision and not just supporting you just cause

like a REAL supporter ya know

at least to me, someone who like really actually supports you is someone who will actually try and help if you need it and tries their hardest to make sure you don't get hurt

like "um yeah maybe changing a light bulb with wet hands isn't the best."

idk man most people know not to do that but you catch my drift?

don't get me wrong tho he still worships the ground you walk on

he just cares so much about you that he actually wants to help

also I don't know why this came into my mind but in the words of Alicia keys: he'll "love you when you're weak and love you when you're strong"

because unlike some, he wants to help because he cares, but that's not his only focus.

if you accomplish something, then he'll applaud you, never jealous. just happy you were able to do what you did

if you need help, he won't hesitate to help you

there's no room for any type of wounded masculinity with all the love he has for you in his heart.

I don't know how else to explain it but there you go

just... you're both a voice of reason for each other

I've said this before but you're like the seasoning that makes his life better

actually wait no

not better

the best it possibly can be

and who doesn't want their life to be the best it could?

ugh oh my god his kisses!!!!!

his kisses are the sweetest fr

they can either be the softest and sweetest thing you've ever felt or the could be the hungriest

but no matter what they always will maintain that softer and sweeter than cotton candy feel to them that you can never get tired of

he's got you chasing his lips after he pulls away type shit

he does he same to be honest lmao

no matter if he needs you

or if he just, I dunno, wants to kiss you lol

they're still so soft and somehow still delicate that even feathers would be jealous

holds your face and leans his body into yours when he kisses you and it makes the both of you smile into it

there's a lot of that

just joy that not only can't help but bubble over in how smiley the both of you are together, but also the way you've become around others

~end~

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[desiredrivcn]

@voracitys: ♡ _  ♡ rat to the rat

what's attractive about muses? lemme dump it on y'all

with a small boop on the nose, kaeya leans forward with that signature mischevious grin on his face as he winks at fyodor before moving the hand that booped the nose to cup his cheek. "three things? easy, and you know what, to make this fun for us both, i won't mention the obvious." though, that is up to interpretation.

"firstly, my dear, i know you act so cold but the fact you look past all of my titles and accolades and see... well, i can't call myself human sadly, not really one completely, but that's irrelevant, the fact you see me for the being i am, and not all these fancy words about my actions... i can't help but feel a little warm inside." he lets go of the cheek, but his hand stays nearby.

"...then, there's the fact that you truly do care about my wellbeing. when my... ailments, flare up, you put everything down and help me. i know you act like it's annoying, but you still rush to me like i am on my deathbed or something. it... it's nice, knowing you want to help me in my most vulnerable state... i usually had to handle it alone or well... we won't go into the details of how brutal it ends up." a gloss over, as he looks away and sighs.

"...lastly... i guess you letting me be me is... well... the best trait anyone could ask for in a partner. i know we are very much unsure how to label ourselves, but... i'd like to say you're my partner in many ways... and the fact you let me be me and want me to shine... you... you are a caring person at heart, fyodor, despite all the layers of torment and exhaustion."

[the0ldmann]

Minors DNI. Ageless blogs DNI. You will be blocked on sight.

Yeah this is fluff, but the IP is 18+, so this writing by default is 18+.

Sorry if this uh, fluffy fanfic one-shot isn't very in-character. I tried! But I'm still very new to this fandom and I'm struggling to get a grip on Friend's character, tbh. If you got feedback, lemme hear it!

Writing below the cut. Not proofread. 977 words.

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Cameras.

They came in various sizes, ranging from bulky and requiring two hands, to tiny enough to fit into a pen. The smaller, easy to disguise ones were his favorite. Get the right brand and one button sized camera could run for a long while on the tiniest battery.

Yes, cameras were quite useful and versatile tools- that certainly could not be denied as Friend sat at his desk. One of the monitors in front of him displayed a scene from one of those very cameras. The commissioned plush he was supposed to be sewing lay forgotten on the hard surface in front of him as he watched his Sweetheart.

They were somewhat dancing as they moved around the kitchen of their little apartment. Friend could not tell exactly what they were making, but judging by the various baking pans strewn about the counter and large mixing bowl in their hands he knew it had to be something sweet.

He could see they were saying something. Turning around giddily, putting things away, their mouth moving quickly between words and laughter.

Oh their laughter…

Though he could imagine it, he still wished he could hear the sweet sound instead! Perhaps he should give them a call?

Nah, a call would be too distracting. Not to mention, taking a closer look between the camera trained on them and the ones in their bedroom, it was clear the phone was charging on their nightstand. Friend was digging watching them do their little dance- he didn’t want to interrupt that.

While he was briefly distracted looking for the phone’s location, he missed his Sweetheart putting whatever they were making on a plate and covering it. His attention came back to them as they were rinsing the dishes, stacking them neatly to be washed later. A knife was set to the side of the sink as they then dried their hands.

Watching intently as they went to their room, he saw them pick up their phone. It looked like they were typing out a text message.

Who were they sending that to?

Before he had much time to get jealous, his phone vibrated next to him on the desk.

Sweet<3: Friend! You wouldn’t happen to be busy right now, would you?

Friend looked down at the half-finished plush, a little embarrassed. It should have been ready for stuffing by now. Ah, but he still had three days 'til it needed to be mailed out, he had time. It could be finished tomorrow.

Friend: Not busy enough to be kept from you! ;)

Sweet<3: Haha, well then, if I asked you to come over, would you?

Friend’s heart skipped a beat as he hastily tried to type out a typo free response.

Friend: You don’t even need to ask- I’m already on my way!

Sweet<3: Come on in when you get here~

He didn’t even see the final text as he rushed to grab his car keys. It had been no time at all before he pulled into the apartment building’s parking lot. Thankfully their residence was incredibly close to his house. As an added bonus, the guest parking was relatively empty and he got a spot fairly close to the door.

The door opened just as he went to reach for it.

Sweetheart’s smiling face was a sight to see, making him blush as they hurried him inside.

"Ah, I knew my Friend-senses were tingling!"

“Miss me that much, did you?” Friend teased as Sweetheart playfully took a second to boop his nose.

“Always,” they said while winking at him. Grabbing his hand, they dragged him over to the couch. If they teased him any more, they wondered if he’d be able to see through the inevitable cloud of pink hearts that would float around his head. “Sit down and wait just a moment for me to go grab the surprise!”

“Oh? A surprise?”

There was rustling from the kitchen. It didn't take long for the noises to end and Sweetheart to emerge holding a tray. They set it down on the living room table.

"I know you tell me the plushies are all gifts, but I still feel a little bad that I haven't been able to get you anything. Ah ah!" They put a finger to Friend's mouth as he went to say something. "Obviously I don't have the money to get you anything, and you've probably gotten yourself everything you've wanted or needed anyway. But since the plushies are homemade, I realized there was one homemade thing I could make for you that I know you wouldn't be able to refuse."

As Sweetheart finished speaking, they lifted the covering off the tray to reveal an array of fudges. All of them were cut into little heart shapes and came in varying shades of pink.

"I know you have a sweet tooth, so I figured what better gift to give than the one always bound to keep on giving? Plus I came across this recipe for strawberry fudge that sounded too good to not try. One thing led to another and uh, I might have gotten a little carried away!" They scratched the back of their neck. Setting the covering on the table and then sitting down next to Friend, they waited patiently.

Carefully, he picked one up. He was so gentle with it, it almost made Sweetheart laugh. They managed to hold it in and not ruin the moment as he popped it into his mouth.

Friend couldn't help the small moan that escaped him as he closed his eyes.

"Heehee, I take it I did a good job? I mean, that must be so, if you like it that much!"

He smirked.

"Oh Sweetheart, any job you'd do would be a good one. But with a talent this divine? I should make you my personal baker…"