#loooook at that blush

[dawnoftime22]

phone.

| T.S

Warnings: None?

Summary: With you being far too engrossed in your phone, Taylor becomes frustrated, but manages to grab your attention.

Word Count: 1.3k

Category: Pure fluff!

| Started on 05/05/2024, 2:53 PM |

| Finished on 17/06/2024, 4:34 PM |

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"Sweetheart, utter your needs, and I'll heed to my task to follow you, weaved with care and love."

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You had been staring at your phone for ages, doing what? She didn't know, but it had her sighing softly for the third time.

She's been waiting around the entire hour for you to put it away at some point, but all you kept doing was the opposite. Meanwhile, Taylor's been switching her position every few minutes, hoping in a way, the movement would catch your attention. She was starting to look like one of her cats.

Once she finished yet another page of her book, that seemed like it was becoming boring by every second, she had enough. Her eyes looked to you, seeing how you were indeed still blinking and breathing, but not moving other than a few movements of your fingers.

Her hand reaches out and she gently took your phone away, causing confusion to enter your face.

"Hey!--" You protested for a moment, but her finger was placed on your lips, making you freeze and blink at her, your heart having skipped a beat.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you try to grab your phone once again, but she moved it further away from you, shaking her head.

"Mm, mm, you look at me." She lets go of your phone, having put it out of reach from you somewhere. But nonetheless, her hands cupped your face, making you look at her properly.

You let out a gentle breath and chuckled, your shoulders relaxing at the touch. Taylor looked straight into your eyes, her blue ones starting to hold just a teensy bit of frustration.

"What have you been looking at and smiling at for the past hour??" She asks, shaking her head and pouting her lips adorably. Your heart melted at the sight, your lips moving to only have your smile grow wider.

"...Cat videos. And sea otters," You explain, making her blink in the unexpected answer, although, it was you, after all. There was the smallest blush appearing on her cheeks too, and you try your best to resist a laugh.

"Well, as much as I love cats, loooook at me, baby," she urges, shaking your shoulders ever so gently, but it was clear she wanted your attention. You giggled, your hands trying to stop her, to which she slowly relented.

"All you had to do was say something, sweetheart," you whispered, nuzzling your nose against hers before kissing her softly. Her small frustration almost faltered, but her pout was still visible.

"Well, you should have at least noticed..." She murmurs, her hand sliding off your shoulders to cross them across her chest, and you purse your lips with a smile.

"Mm, nope. I thought you were trying to get yourself in a comfortable position," you said, making yourself a point, even though you were too awfully distracted.

"...But you could have helped," she replied back, her shoulders slumping down as she looked up to your eyes. Her lips were turned down, which was an adorable sight.

"The fault's on both of us, my love," you say, admitting that you indeed should have given just a little more attention on her, but she should have also spoken up or took action. She thought it over, noticing now that her maturity was the slightest bit off at the moment.

"Okay." She whispered, leaning into your shoulder, seemingly almost shrinking. Your arms wrap around her, giving her the embrace she's been yearning for the past hour.

"I'll be sure to shower you with attention all day from now on." You whispered, squeezing her gently and pulling her closer in your arms, making her face elicit a darker blush.

"...And for the rest. Of. My. Life." The words uttered from your lips were followed by a single peppering of kisses on her face. She was a mess of a giggle as you made sure to find her forehead, in between her eyes, her nose, the corners of her lips just to tease...and finally, right on her lips.

She melts into the kiss and leans in closer to deepen it, before soon parting yourselves from each other. You look into her eyes softly, and the longer you both stayed like that, she ends up scrunching her nose, her heart in of itself about to burst from love.

"I love you..." The three little words murmur from her mouth, her head leaning in to press gently against your chest. She could feel the vibration of your soft laugh that reverberated off the walls of the bedroom, and it only touched her heart further.

"I love you too, sweetheart." You whisper back, your nose brushing against her hair. It tickled, but also gave warmth and comfort. Your lips brushed near her ear ever so slightly, and you hear a giggle sounding from her, knowing it tickled her back.

You were about to move to cuddle her further and properly rather than just her in your lap, but she had gotten distracted, having noticed the small movement of a cat's tail in the corner of her vision.

She perks up and peeks over the bed, her head turned to see Olivia. Her face brightens up at the sight, while her cat was looking around curiously.

"It's Olivia!" She said, reaching her hands out and letting go of you, wanting to go grab Olivia, but you pull her back gently, tightening your embrace on her.

"Nope! You've got my full attention. You're stuck with me now," you said, giggling as you shook your head, getting yourself closer to her. She yelped slightly and the cat turned its head in surprise.

"Nooo!! Olivia!" She struggles gently against you, calling her cat out for help in act, but Olivia only blinked and walked off, jumping onto the desk chair in the bedroom, which only made both of your laughters grow.

"Okay, okay, I fell right into that," Taylor said, the giggling subsiding and dissolving into breaths that both of you tried to catch back into your regular rhythm.

You looked to Olivia, then took a deep to finish off calming yourself, your gaze going back to Taylor to look at her lovingly. She was already looking at you, a warmth felt within her eyes that you stared into.

"Lets watch the cat videos together," you say, going to your side to grab back your phone that she had put aside just to have your attention.

Taylor smiles softly, agreeing by leaning into you once more. Olivia had jumped off the desk chair in the meanwhile, jumping up on the bed.

"Look, Olivia wants to join in anyway," you pointed out, noticing the movement of a small furry body, but not looking up from your phone as you unlocked it to find the video you were looking at.

"We have real life cats that are silly, baby, I mean--" Taylor starts, about to say that you two could just look at them, but when she turns her head to see Olivia, she sees the small cat standing up on the bed, looking like a squirrel instead of a cat, which had her splutter a soft laugh.

"Look at her! We don't even need the videos, we have the real thing in front of us." She puts her hand up, gesturing towards Olivia. You look up, and your eyes widen in surprise. Your lips turned up and you laughed with the blonde next to you.

"What is she even looking at?" You asked, seeing how Olivia was looking around. If not for Taylor's presence, and the comfy dim lighting in the bedroom, you would have thought the cat was seeing ghosts.

"Dibbles, come here." she mentions Olivia's nickname, reaching out her hand. But Olivia only continued her blank, lost expression, with her pupils dilated.

You were about to continue and put the cat videos on, but then you find one with a cat that was doing the same thing as Olivia was doing.

"Oh, my god, they have the exact same face." You said, pointing to your phone screen and Olivia. Taylor looked, and her eyes follow the happiness of her laugh.

"They do!!" she said, nearly bending over in her laugh. Finally, her cat returned to normal as she did, but she was still giggling loudly along with you. She shakes her head, smiling softly. "That is amazing."

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[missamyrisa2]

hi miss amy! i'm a little embarrassed to be asking this, but would you happen to have some teasy feathery tickles for a stressed college girl who just needs a distraction from her homework? maybe some help to take the edge off so she can just giggle (and orgasm) her stress away? -🍁

ooooh sweeetie you needn't everrrr be embarrassed but I know you'll blush your self to bits anywayyy so you just go right ahead and be bashfully adorable because I'm gonna tickle you to pieces yessss I ammmm I'll pluck that homework from your hands and toss it behind me as I tell you it's time for your wellnesssssss sessssion ~ mmhmmm we need to give your bodyyy a full check up and make sure your wellness levels are optimum. Ohh don't worry about that silly homework, you need only pay attention to meeee and what I'm gonna do to your bodyyyyy ~

Awww does it tickle? Why I do believe I'm tickling your sidessss with my nails gliding up and down and oooh oh ooh yes, oh my gosssh yess say that again ~ mmhmm this is really happening just like your ticklish tummyyy is really happening ~ and so are those pitttiessss! Mhmm yes wobble wobble my cutie pieeee ~ soooo busyyyy soooo worked up she doesn't even knowwwww how she needs to be worked up either nooooo ~ such a pretttyy gigglyyy girly girllll all ticklish on her underarms yeahhhh~ tickle tickleeee ~ tickle tickle!

Oooh ohh are you gonna tumble? Are you my tumblyyyy buggg? mmmhmm gonna tumble onto this bed ~ y'knowww it's all fun and games until you fall onto the bed ~ orrr I suppose it's all fun and games when you doooo fall onto the bed. And oooh loooook~ lookie loooo I have my red feather hiding in my red sweater! How about that ~ are you feather ticklish? Just relaxxxx my busy darling. Relax on the bed, just layyyy downnnnn. Enjoyyyy alll the lovelyyy lovely things I'm doing to youuu ~ shirt goesss uppp mmhmm bounce that shirt end upppp we pull it down and watch it bounce up.

Does it tickle? When I take my feather tip riiiight there along your siiiiide? Maybe on your waiiiistttt? Back and forth back and forthhhh ~ tickle tickle tiiiickle ~ my softtt feather tip going up to your navelllll round and roundddddd right inside to tickle that butttonnn ~ Coochie coooooo ~ are you sooo wiggglyyy? You my wiggglyyy girlyyy girlyyy? How about those royal chest buttons? Those royal girly chest buttonssss? Your shirt keeps going up, how did that happen? How did that happen huhh? Don't you know what they say when you start college? Don't let your shirt rise up over your buttons because crazy girls will tickle your buttons with a feather~!

Ahhh yessss, these cute buttons. Ticklishhhhh girlyyyyy cuuute buttonssss. Sooooo prettyyyy ~ so adorable. So rosyyyy ~ is the left or right more ticklish? Leffttttt or riiight ~ tickle tickleeee feather on your buttton slooowly twirlingggg tell meee tell me which is more ticklish ~ maybe we need two feathersssss. Mmhm yes I have twoooo. Let's seeee what sounds you make when I tickle tickle your cute buttons with just the tiiiips of my feathers. Just the tipsss? Mmmhmm look how stiffff those are gettingggg ~ naughty girlyyyy you love your tickles huhhh?

How about that royal pearl? Ohhh don't act shocked. You knewwww I was gonna get that pearly pearl mmhmmm. I heard those gigglymoanssss~ Let's just snuggle up. We're gonna do some gigglebondingggg ~ first we get those bottoms downnnn mmhmm. Nopeee don't try to fight itttt ~ this is happening. You have a ticklish girl pearl and I wanna seeeee ~ we'll just leave those tangled at your ankles mmhmm and put my leg over yours like thissssss and snuggle you closeeee mmmh pinchyyy tickles on your siiide you ticklish cutie pieee ~ and now my other handdd brings my swishy soft red feather downnnn down your silly tummyyyyy your cute waistttt over each hipppp and down that abdomenyyyy~

Lookie loookie lookieeee ~ your pearl is allll worked uppp. I can see even through your cute pantiessss~ cuteeee cute pantiesss! And my feather can tickle through that soft sweeet material mmhmm. Glide it uppp and down, that tipppp tip and feather edge tickling you allll on your royal area ~ yesss your royal girly areaaaaa! Does it tiiiickle? Does it tickle soo badddd? Soo good? Nooo? Yeahhh? Tickle tickle? Prettyyy girll pretty pretty ticklish girllll~ mmhmm. You gigglemoan so sweeetlyyyy when I tickle you through your pantiesssss with my feather edge ~

You wanted to take the edge offf? How about we put that edge back onnnnn ~ Ooh yessss my fingers hooking those panties. Sooo cuteee ! you can wiggle and giggle alll you likeee we're noooot stoppinggg! Those panties are going down mmmhmm down down and theeeere we goooo such a lovelyyy regal girly area mmhm. And lookie look loook! Your pearly is such an eager volunteeerrrr mmhmm. Oooh such a dramatic reaction. Does it tickle? Does it tickle tickle when I take my soft feather my nice soft pretty red feather and glide it along your wannnnnting swollen pearllyyyy?

Coochie cooooo my busy girl. You're never too busy for tickles noooo. You love your ticklessss you say pleeeease come tickle meeee every day please make me meltttt and bounce and gasp and giggle so sweeetly and moan it outtt. Oooh you can sparkle anyyyytime you wanttt. Yesss just let it alll out. Give me that snickercum mhmmm but you're only getting there through ticklessssss ~ liiight soft teasing tickles coaxing your pearlyyyy out alll the wayyyy. Oooh yesss yes you are gonna ticklegasm for me yesssss you fucking areeeeee ~ and there's no going back nooopee we're tickling you over the edge and we're not stoppingggg you can girly sparklegasm allll you want over and over and the feather isn't stoppinggggg and neither are my little kisssiesss on your ear and these softttt whispersss ~ mmmhhhmmm nice soft ticklesss niiiice soft tiiiicklesssss ~ alllll for youuuuu alll niiight longggg <3

[eightlightstar]

Shoelaces

pairing: K.NJ x M.YG genre: Fluff warning(s): None word count: 817 summary: This was the first thing that Yoongi had noticed about Kim Namjoon, the fierce rapper who went by the name Runch Randa and the leader of their would-be group. He did not for one second think at that moment that, this one thing was going to become their thing and one that would make his proposal a lot more funnier and memorable.

2010:

Yoongi: “Yah! Kim Namjoon! Tie your shoelaces goddammit. If you fall and then are unable to perform, the entire day will be compromised”.

Namjoon: “Everyone was busy and since you know I can’t tie it by myself, it doesn’t make sense that you’re yelling at me hyung. I am sorry about fighting over the food last night but can you please tie them for me?”

Yoongi sighs in exasperation. It is not that he’s angry about last night - he maybe, a little - but it is just that he’s too worried about his Joonie. Someone always has to look after him while he’s off looking after the group as the leader. It’s just that his worry comes off as exasperation and anger sometimes. He bends down and quickly starts tying Namjoon’s shoelaces. He smiles fondly when he hears Joon whisper, “WOW!” in amazement. ‘Little Namjoonie, excited at the smallest of things’, he muses.

He quickly gets up and says, “There. Done. Please learn how to do it Joon-ah. We’re busy as it is and I cannot imagine how busy we might be after debut”.

Namjoon: “Okay hyung. I’ll try to. If not, won’t I always have you?”

And he has the audacity to wink. Yoongi’s heart does a whole backflip but he does not let it show.

2015:

Seokjin: “Yoongi-yah, I think you’re the only one who’s ready. Can you please go and tie Namjoon’s shoelaces? He only recently learnt how to do them and now he hurt his hand.”

Yoongi: “Oh for the love of--okay hyung. I’m going.”

When Yoongi approaches him, Namjoon is sitting on a couch fully ready except for his shoelaces being undone.

Yoongi: “Well what do we have here? Kim Namjoon, failed at tying his shoelaces yet again.”

And he chuckles lightly. There’s no bite behind his words, just pure fondness.

Namjoon: “Ah hyuuuung”, he literally whines and Yoongi melts further. “You know I learnt how to do it. Well, it was you who taught me in the first place. But loooook! My hand is bandaged. So yeah. Please?” He does his best puppy eyes.

Yoongi: “Okay okay stop being so cute. How could I refuse that whining anyway?”

And he bends to tie his boyfriend’s shoelaces yet again.

Namjoon: “Wait. You do it differently. This was not what you taught me???”

Yoongi: “It’s all the same Joon-ah. As long as it doesn’t come off while performing it should be fine.”

Sometime in the Future:

Yoongi is nervous. So nervous that he has bitten his nails raw - a habit that he had quit during the pandemic. He’s proposing to Namjoon in like a few minutes and he cannot stop his heart from beating too fast. But all that nervousness washes away when he beholds Joon cycling towards him. He had chosen the Han River - the perfect place for his perfect nature-loving boyfriend. Yoongi was standing with his back to the river, with the ring in his right jacket pocket. Namjoon came towards him, smiling widely. Before Yoongi could respond he enveloped him in a bear hug so tight that Yoongi was almost lifted off his feet. After they came apart, Yoongi literally blushed and Namjoon started giggling.

Namjoon: “You’re so cute hyung. I am so lucky to be the only one who gets to see you all flustered like this just by a hug.”

Yoongi: “Ah stop the teasing already. Anyway, what are you doing tonight? I thought we could go to dinner. Just the 2 of us. It has been so long.”

Namjoon: “I’m not doing anything because I had just finished writing a song before I came here. If we wanted to go to dinner, we could have gone from home. Why did you call me here then hyung?”

Yoongi: “Oh that. Right. Um...Joon-ah, we’ve been together for years now and it has been wonderful. But I wish it could be more than that. I wish we could be more than what we are now. So um…”

He gets on one knee and Namjoon gasps.

Yoongi: “Kim Namjoon, will you do me the honour of marrying me and making me the happiest person alive?”

Namjoon almost tears up as he says “Yes hyung” while extending his hand. Yoongi slips the beautiful platinum ring onto his boyfriend’s finger and when he looks down to wipe his own tears, that’s when he notices it.

Shoelaces. Again.

He laughs through his tears and says, “Wait. Let me do this again”.

Namjoon looks confused but nods anyway.

Yoongi: “Kim Namjoon, will you let me tie your shoelaces for the rest of our lives together?”

Namjoon bursts into laughter as Yoongi finally gets up - of course after having tied his fiancé's shoelaces. They embrace each other and after pulling back, look into each other’s eyes and smile fondly, remembering the fact that it was always about those darn shoelaces, right from the start.

A/N: I just based this off of when Yoongi said that Namjoon didn't know how to do his shoelaces when he first met him. XD

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[dovahtobi]

AHHHH!!! Loooook! My lil boys!! This is so PRECIOUS!!! their faces! Sirius so happy, Remus so nervous!!! Their clothes look absolutely amazing and perfect and I just now noticed the lines to show Remus shivering! also the lighting is gorgeous! Sirius just, always looking at Remus. Remus's little blush. YEEEEE!! and their hair! I love their hair!

Your art is so wonderful thank you so much omg

I drew another one of my favourite scenes from the fan fiction Four to the end, by DovahTobi. This is seriously the best fic I have ever read, so go and read it!!

@dovahtobi

[mintbees]

started filling in the end island cracks, even without the wool its already looking super cool

[silly-inky]

Inspired of of Hisy-fit's (skulls-soul's) post about these two (link at the end of the post) and a few of these interactions where their ideas

TW: implied drinking/ alcohol consumption

So from the post itself we can see Peach is a lightweight

So I have a feeling that if peach is going to be drunk, Bowser is definitely going to join her. He’s going to be like “hey you wait until I catch up Princess"

But with his sheer body mass and regular champagne, the man would have to down like 20- 30 bottles if we are also contributeing to the fact he isn't human

Luigi and Mario ( Luigi and Mario are both married the respective drunk parties in this) trying to find out where did all the champagne bottles go walks into the dining hall that’s inside the mushroom kingdom to just find both peach and Bowser in us swimming pool of empty champagne bottles

Bowser: Look *hick* loooook Peach! Peach. Peeeaaachhh! Looook I'm floating in a sea of champagne!

Peach: that's *hick* nothing.. watch this! *gets up to dive but just faceplants on the floor*

Bowser: no waaaayy.. that's awesome! *does the same*

Peach: I'm going to steal Toads- tooadsswor- toadsworth? Yeah, toastworths glasses! and see if I can get Donkey to wear theeeem~! hehe

Bowser: I'll- I'll hold him down if he- if he doesn't coop- corp- .... c o o p e r a t e....Work with us!

Bowser’s: you think I could- you think I could get a kiss if I flirt with that guy (vaguely points at Luigi)

Peach: not as fast as I can- I can get a kiss from him(vaguely points at Mario)

Bowser: your..on Missy!!!

Just imagine poor Mario and Luigi just suffering because their spouses are flirting with them and being stupid but it’s also totally working and the only reason why they haven’t kissed the other yet is because they reek of alcohol, Mario relents bad gives Peach a quick kiss, before he can pull away however she pulls him in for a deeper kiss, after a minute she let's go and screams at Bowser

Peach: SEE! I kissed the handsome man before you~! "*in a very teasing kid like manner*

Bowser: Nuh uh! I saw you keep him there!!

Peach: still counts ya big scaly sore looser *sticks out young at him*

Bowser: now that is juussst rude.

For some reason, bowser and peach wake up in matching PJs (that reason being that they forced the seamstress to do so since there a team and they should match) and in the same bed because they wanted a slumber party

Luigi and Mario are making breakfast and there’s like a glass of water and migraine pills

Both peach and Bowser look ashamed because they ask the question “ what happened last night? everything kind of gets fuzzy after diving into the floor”

There is definitely not a video of them singing karaoke together that Toad took

Bowser’s singing the soft parts that have the vocalizations while peach surprisingly is doing the rap

She has the rap part of the certain song memorized to heart an it's hilarious in this form

At some point Bowser and peach sing a song that’s like for Mario and Luigi and the camera pans over to the two brothers blushing as well as tomatoes

I can imagine Bowser serenading Luigi with his immaculate singing voice he knows Luigi likes his voice when he's singing the deep parts of the song

Luigi starts giggling like a schoolgirl, while Mario’s over here teasing him

Peach: Looks like you've got a fan

Bowser: I know, I’m so going to ask him out.

Peach: aren’t you too married? *points to the wedding ring he’s wearing then to Luigi who is wearing a matching one*

Bowser: oh. My. Glob. You’re right! I’m the luckiest man in the world! I mean look at him!

Peach: I wish I was married, (proceeds to look at the wrong hand which has no ring)

Bowser’s pointing at Mario’s hand: Well it seems your crush is

Peach: NOOO *runs to Mario to grab his shoulders* YOU’RE MARRIED??? 🥺

Mario, trying to hold back, is laughter: yes? To you *he takes Peach's hand in his own, and with his free hand, pointed out the ring on her finger*

Peach: :O :D

Bowser’s in the background: mine is still better

Toad showed them the video while they where recovering, Both Peach and Bowser feel super embarrassed watching the video back. Before Toad leaves he makes sure to say

Toad: oh yeah and Peach, you asked Mario to marry you again

Peach: aw, well I guess that is very sweet

Bowser: what about me? Did I say something totally romantic? I mean I must have Green is keeps blushing every time he sees me

Toad: well... It was romantic in that sort of sense.. He sort of asked him if you guys wanted.. to.. Make babies..?

Bowser and Peach in stunned silence

Bowser: and what.. Did he say..?" under his breath he's promising himself to make it up to Luigi for that

Toad: I don't know, you'll have to ask him, he just sort of whispered in your ear and went back to talking with Mario, but whatever it was left you a blushing mess

Toad halfway out of the door: oh yeah, and your kids videod a lit of your shenanigans as well, don't worry, thankfully all the flirting stuff was done the karaoke parlor, which they weren't allowed into because of their last stunt they pulled in there

And with that Toad leaves the room

This absolutely kills Bowser as he wants to know what Luigi said, an Peach is very curious, so when Luigi comes in with some more water for them, Bowser asks Luigi, he whispers it to him an then leaves the room.

Peach turns to Bowser who has turned as red as he did last night

Peach: well?! What did he say??

Bowser: well let's just say that even though we can't actually make more kids, he wouldn't mind taking me up on the offer now that I've sobred up.

Peach: oh. My. Glob! That is amazing, hahahaha. You know we really need to hang out more like this, I'd love to share my juicy secerets if you share yours.

Bowser: I'd like that, but perhaps no alcohol next time..

Half an hour later the koopalings burst into the room "Dad! Aunty Peach! We've got something to show you!" They all then giggled as Iggy began to play a video he had taken with his phone

In the video you could hear Iggy talking to Mario who was out of shot

Iggy: pfft, you okay there uncle Mario? Looks like you've got a little something on your face

The camera then pans to Luigi, scrubbing at Mario's face with a washcloth trying to get something off of his face, with a closer look with the camera his face is covered in kisses left from Peach, you could tell it was her because of the signature pink colour

Mario: haha, don't get cheeky you little scamp

The video then ends. Leaving Peach as red as Bowser was before. Bowser let out a big harty laugh while wrapping an arm around her

Bowser: looks like I'm not the only one that was daring with my husband last night

Peach: hush..

Anyways hope you enjoyed and here is the post that skulls-soul made on their profile

[emyluwinter]

SPOILER GROVVY MALLEUS

ОООООООООО…..oooooooooooООООООООО

wООООООow…vsdagvdsgsbfrdxbhf just look LOOOOOK IT'S SWEEEETTYYYYYYYY

It looks so gentle and light compared to all the other grooves of diasomnia.

So wait a minute….these are the same flowers that I drew for the abandoned fanart for fairy Gala..

*rapidly blushing* I didn't do it on purpose, you know..

Huh, his expression is so carefree and soft.

somebody help me I can't…he is such a…such….aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Who allowed you to be so divine, you are an illegitimate handsome and a thief of hearts!!!

I only have 13 CRYSTALS for you

Bless someone San so that he comes to the first twist. I beg. I will protect and pump your card. EVEN IF I DON'T HAVE ANY LILIA CARDS.

Tsunotaro, dear, did you know that I would put lipstick on my lips today and decided to light up the whole world around my bare neck? Clever.

I don't need to be told twice.

If you think that I will leave at least one centimeter alive after my attack, you are deeply mistaken, young man. Then I will have to report to the authorities and the law for "damage to state property", because nothing will hide your neck anymore.

[shealwaysreads]

Oh only the most delicious dynamic to pick @peachbabypie 😍🔥 this is bloody gorgeous and I’m just sitting here in love tbh ❤️

Hello my darling, so excited for your valentines project! Throwing in a vote for L2 or E2 kisses if they inspire you! 💖💖

Happy Valentines Day babe! :) Answered your prompt with a young aristocratic Draco kissing the cute Garden Boy

[mitts2002]

Aight’ Bet

Hi this is my first time posting on here so I hope whoever is reading this enjoys!! This is a noritoshi kamo x reader where the nori and (Y/N) need a little push from their wonderful Gojo sensei to finally confess~

"Dont you think (Y/N) and noritoshi would make the cutest couple!?" Gojo screamed over the phone to Utahime who sighed in response.

"I can't help but disagree Gojo, Noritoshi doesn't seem ready for a relationship plus is the only reason you rang me really to discuss our students non existent love lives?" Utahime retorted knowing that the couple would in fact be adorable yet refusing to accept that Gojo could actually be right about something.

"No Utahime! I bet if them two were able to spend a few hours together the tension would build up so high that one of them would burst and BAM a couple would be born" the blue eyed male replied, the volume of his voice increasing with each word trying to convince her that they were the highschool sweethearts the jujustu world needed.

“How could you even say that!? I get that its cute whenever they glance at each other and shy away with cute little blushing cheeks but i bet it would take more than a few hours for a whole relationship to-” “OH you bet“ Gojo interrupted an obvious smirk on his face knowing Utahime wouldn’t back down from his advances.

“you know what i meant idiot i wasn’t actually trying to make a bet with you especially after what happened last time” the black haired woman scoffed after hearing a chuckle through the phone.

“Aight’ bet! tomorrow ill bring my second years to kyoto for some training and then lets see if something happens between our precious students“ Gojo proposed excitedly as if he were a child in a sweet shop.

“you know what fine! and im only agreeing cause i know nothings gonna happen tomorrow between them i mean noritoshi is too stiff and (Y/N) always backs out last minute” utahime exclaimed not wanting to prove Gojo right. “GREAT! if i win then you will have to be my slave for 2 whole days and if you win ill be your-” “wait i never agreed to that!” “see ya tomorrow then!” Gojo had quickly rushed his farewells before hanging up relieved he avoided Utahime’s lecture.

"Alright class!" Gojo sensei yelled excitingly as he burst through the doors. This overgrown man child always had something new, it could never be a regular class where his students actually learn then were let out for a break. No Gojo Satorou had to be the most extra male on this earth and for the first time ever it worked in his second year student (Y/N)'s favour.

"What it is now?" Maki groaned with an annoyed expression on her face. No one could blame her though after all the blindfolded man put his beloved students through. "Don't be so sour maki! Be like me a sweet little mochi~ Oh and before I forget I wanted to let you all know that we will meeting with our lovely sister school for some training. Isnt that great!?" Gojo sensei had announced clapping his hands and smiling brightly.

'I wonder if training is all this is' (Y/N) thought to herself realising how sus this situation was before speaking out "wait Gojo sensei weren't we meant to learn a super secret technique today? You said that you were gonna show it us yesterday and that nothing could stop you" (Y/N) questioned as Inumaki gave a little "shake" for support.

"Well my dear (Y/N) something VERY important has come up and we must go to kyoto immediately. You have no right to deny and we will be leaving in 30 minutes so go grab whatever you kids need" Gojo sensei had practically sung before skipping out the door. What an odd man everyone collectively thought before getting up to grab whatever they needed.

30 minutes has passed and in that time panda had gathered his and maki's weapons while you and toge stocked up on cough medicine and basic medical equipment. The journey was short since Gojo had practically teleported you all there and all that was left was to approach the students.

A few figures from the distance were slowly coming into view and (Y/N) could vaguely make out that only utahime, miwa, mai, momo and noritoshi had attended this last minute joint training.

Despite the others reaching and gathering around your small group of second years giving their greetings the only thing your eyes could focus on was noritoshi’s thick black hair as it gently swayed in the breeze. Honestly it was as if the man was in a L'Oréal advert or something.

"(Y/N) stop staring we all know you both have this weird thing going on but we're here to train not flirt dumbass" Maki had whispered into your ear but little did she know that you were in fact here to flirt and not train due to a certain bet between two teachers.

“alright kids listen up! me and the wonderful Utahime sensei have set up this last minute training as its always good to train with new people and techniques. Everyone will be working in pairs“ Gojo announced before Utahime continued.

“The teams we decided on today will be Maki and Miwa, Momo and Imumaki, Panda and Mai then (Y/N) and Noritoshi. Eveyones free to do whatever they want in their sparring matches just don’t severely injure each other, me and Gojo will be watching over the matches and determine the winners“ Utahime informed all the students before they scurried off to in different spaced out areas.

"So Noritoshi how are you? Its been a while since we've last seen eachother" (Y/N) said trying not to let her nervousness show.

"I'm alright just studying and training to be honest. Although I recently started to practice cursive and can even write my own name now" he responded with pride and a small nice.

You laughed causing Noritoshi to cock his head to the side in confusion. "Is there something wrong with cursive?" His deep voice asked with clear offense.

"No no it's just that's so freaking cute and you look so happy about it too" (Y/N) teased with more laughter and ruffled his hair

"Oi don't touch my hair do you know how long it takes to do these wrap bang things?"

"Well how would I know I've never done them nori"

"Well one day I could teach you if you'd like" Noritoshi offered looking to the side trying to hide his red cheeks.

"Aww I'd love that I'm awful at doing hair to be honest so learning some new styles would be great but first we gotta get this dumb sparring match over and done with" (Y/N) moaned as she got into position.

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An hour had flew by and the students were taking a break from their matches happily chatting away while the teachers spoke in private about their progress. “come on look at the way they look at eachother OH (Y/N) touched his shoulder SHES FLIRTIN-” “GOJO SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR SO DAMN LOUD” “sorry but loooook they in love” Gojo cried out with fake tears in his cerulean eyes

“Alright lets just observe look theyre going to the vending machine to get some drinks like FRIENDS DO“ Utahime emphasised on the friends worried she might lose and become this awful mans slave for 2 days.

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“Nori im gonna go get a drink from the vending machine do you want one?” “Actually ill just come with you if you dont mind” “OH sure thats fine does anyone else want anything!?” (Y/N) yelled to the whole group receiving a choir of get me this please or get me that and the single tuna mayo.

The walk to the vending machine was quiet but a comfortable silence had fallen upon the pair. It was always like this when you were around Noritoshi Kamo. Peaceful. She didnt feel the need to go the extra mile to entertain him or ensure he wasn’t bored in your presence as your playful banter and sarcastic remarks towards one another was enough for the both of you. 

“(Y/N) is it me or have Gojo and Utahime sensei been staring at us more than the others?“ Noritoshi questioned unable to shake off the feeling of being watched. “Um i’m not too sure i havent been really paying attention to anything other than yo-“ Embarrasment washed over (Y/N) as the words flew out of her mouth before she could stop herself.

“Is that so?“ Nori smirked slightly as you swore you could drop dead right here in this moment. “No i just meant that” “Meant what?“ Noritoshi interrupted leaning closer as you fumbled through your words

“OH LOOK the vending machine is right there better get those drinks“ You quickly said and scrambled away before Noritoshi could get any closer.

“SEE Nori was too intimidating and (Y/N) ran off despite clearly wanting him! its never gonna happen today“ Utahime whispered to Gojo benhind the bushes as he shook his head. “Trust me i have faith in my wonderful (Y/N) I AINT RAISED NO BITCH“ He exclaimed in response while Utahime facepalmed.

The two young adults had collected all the drinks they needed and were ready to walk back to the group. ‘come on (Y/N) you’ve liked this man forever now and everyone knows he must like you back ITS NOW OR NEVER HOE’ (Y/N) screamed words of encouragement to herself before grabbing Noritoshi’s sleeve.

“Is everything alright (Y/N)?” “I have something ive been meaning to tell you Nori, I um like you a lot and i’d like to take you out if you dont mind” (Y/N) had practically yelled at the poor boy because of her stupid nerves and adrenaline.

The silence was broken by an angelic laughter coming from none other than Noritoshi Kamo. “Well i would’ve liked to be the one to take you out but i guess sometimes its alright for traditions and stereotypes to be broken by the younger generation” Nori responded as he walked closer to (Y/N) wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a sweet kiss. The kiss was messy and clearly new to the both but filled with much love and passion that was finally being expressed by the pair.

As their lips eventually pulled away never wanting this to end, heavy breaths filled the air and cheeks flushed but all that was interrupted by a white haired male clapping in the background screaming “YES I WIN” while the other teacher crouched to the ground tears in her eyes.

[venomremmy777]

-sigh-

A lot of you did not understand my last post, so let me explain

I KNOW THAT SAYING A SHIP IS CANON IS MEMEING

Hell, I do the very same thing MYSELF. I know they’re just enjoying ships, but some people GENUINELY think the ship is canon. As usual, the MHA fandom took this too literally, and too generally, so let me walk you through this-

Horikoshi: Makes Deku play a big role in helping Todoroki from his trauma, and gives fanservice

The Fandom: OMG TODODEKU CANON

I know when people say TodoDeku is canon, if any, they’re joking. I originally wasn’t going to put TodoDeku, since it wouldn’t make much sense to put it. But I decided to anyways, but just as a lead. That’s all it was, a lead, into this-

Horikoshi: Has Uraraka get a crush on Deku

The Fandom: NO! IZUOCHA CANON NOW, NOT TODODEKU

Honestly this doesn’t have much importance either, I was just adding the TodoDeku vs IzuOcha stuff for relevance, and the fact I wanted to include as many mainstream ships as possible, without targeting one group.

Horikoshi: Writes an intimate and relationship between Momo and Jirou

The fandom: THEY’RE LESBIANS! 🥰

A lot of people GENUINELY think this. Jirou has been shown to blush or get shy around girls, and her Momo are often featured next to each other in Horikoshis sketch’s, BLUSHING. No, no- I’m not saying they’re canon, I’m just saying canon things. Take it as you will.

But…

Horikoshi: Makes Jirou the most important person to Kaminari

The fandom: IF THATS NOT ON THE ROAD TO CANON IDK WHAT IS! 😍

Okay so, now that Jirou is important to Kaminari, all of a sudden the MomoJirou stuff is irrelevant? KamiJirou is considered one of the most canon BNHA ships in the MHA fandom, because of this. But how come people considered MomoJirou a possibility, but they don’t now? And yes, I know, not everyone thinks that. Some people think KamiJirou is canon and others think MomoJirou is, I don’t really think anyone changed their minds on this one.

Idk if you’ve caught on, but I was mainly targeting a certain group, I just added other ships for fillers and meme- purposes. I also didn’t want to seem biased or like I was attacking, but I suppose I’ll have to since y’all did an r/whooosh

Horikoshi: Says he likes TodoMom-

The fandom: cOnFiRmEd

Again…we’re just going to brush off the MomoJirou progress? Or the fact Todoroki and Momo don’t have a lot of screentime. Yes, Horikoshi likes Todomomo. That does give it a high chance and I DO Love this ship! But a creator liking a ship doesn’t make it canon! Trust me, other fandoms, other experiences…

People genuinely think TodoMomo is canon too. Not like a funny “Haha Todoroki is looking at her in this background panel” No, I mean FULL ON, SERIOUS, ESSAY-LENGTH EXPLANATIONS and GENUINE beliefs

Horikoshi: Writes an arc about KiriBaku and their importance to each other, giving subtle hints and a shit ton of “coincidental” evidence

The fandom: GUYS LOOOOOK! MORE KRBK PROOF! KIRIBAKU CANON! 😍

Welp, here it is. The first of the three I was targeting, and my own fandom. I am, in fact, one of those delusional people, who thinks it’s actually canon. But I am well aware the LGBT does not have the upper hand in a Shounen genre, but I like to hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, we can find peace here. I wasn’t really talking about the fact of Krbks calling KRBK canon, cause that would have been hypocritical of me. I meant the fact that at a certain point, Kirishima and Bakugo’s relationship was focused on so much in 2018, it basically became this trend. Where EVERYONE thought this ship had a chance. Because they seemed to ALWAYS BE NEXT TO EACH OTHER

You’re probably thinking,”What’s the point of this then?”

Well, here’s the point-

Horikoshi: Drops them to focus on Bakugo and Deku’s redemption and relationship building

Fandom: Oop- GUESS BKDK IS CANON NOW 😄🤭 So sad, I wanted KiriBaku/ IzuOcha oh well 😔

Okay here’s the thing, with the KRBK vs BKDK, I meant it more of a platonic or general sense. People seem to think that just because Kirishima and Bakugo haven’t interacted in a hundred chapters they’re suddenly irrelevant to each other?! As if they aren’t at least friends anymore?!?! I’ve seen people say “Kirishima was used for Bakugo’s redemption so he could get along better with Deku, so now there’s no need for him anymore” Um…no? KiriBakus development is a WHOLE OTHER THING FROM BKDK DEVELOPMENT. And all of you fellow Krbks- Stop crying a river because they haven’t interacted for 100 chapters! Bakugo and Deku redeeming their friendship is important!! LET THE BKDKS HAVE THIS! It’s what they wanted. Just because Deku and Bakugo are becoming friends, doesn’t mean Kirishima and Bakugo aren’t. So, just stop. Please. You don’t become best friends with each other and then all of a sudden say “Hey dude, your important to me n’ all, but there’s this other guy who I used to be friends with, but I kinda bullied him, so…Kinda gotta fix my relationship with him. Anyways lmao bye sEe yA nEVEr-“ I’m preeetttyyy sure that’s not how it works.

A lot of you might say, “No one says that” Oh, Ho, Really?

Now, finally, the last serious one…

Horikoshi: Gives Kirishima and Mina a chapter

The fandom: KiRiMinA cOnfiRmEd

This one I am being DEADASS serious. Horikoshi decided to finally introduce the arc where Kirishima gets over what happened in middle school, and Minas importance or lack thereof, whatever, to him. He saved her, and Mina did a new move “Acid Man” inspired by “UNBREAKABLE”. And apparently, this was leading to the road of being endgame. HELL- Even some Krbks were pouting like, “Yeah, but with the way the manga is going KiriMina is going to be endgame” OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS. Again! Just fuck the Krbk development right?! Just fuck it all! Because apparently, they can’t have other relationships of them focused on, without you thinking THATS going to be canon instead. Before you call me biased and delusional, MORE PROOF 👇

The last “IiDaDeKu” one was clearly just a meme, a funny, trending note to end on.

Please oh please understand the purpose of this!! It’s too make those of you doing this award of how guillable you’re being- and that NO SHIPS ARE CANON UNTIL THEY ACTUALLY ARE, FOR NOW ITS JUST POTENTIAL

And as a joke!! So we can LAUGH together about how much of a MESS this fandom is!

I mean- Fuck- I just had to explain a joke to you!!!

Also I’m sorry about my attitude but the replies made me pissed- Y’all made me sound like an Anti or a dude bro

WHO I HATE WITH EVERY SINGLE FIBER IN MY BEING

So don’t compare me to them again!!

I have a feeling- A STRONG feeling, some of y’all will think I’m just being rude and stupid, and I have no right to be mad, and STILL won’t get the purpose or joke of my last post, but if you do…

THANK YOU

BONUS:

Yes I do understand enjoying ships actually. Shipping is my whole life, I more than understand the difference between shipping for fun and shipping for a purpose. I get that some people ship as a comfort and others a hobby. I know it’s both platonic and romantic. I understand it’s not only to pair people together but to explore different possibilities. I know the difference between wanting your ship to be canon and genuinely thinking it is. I know shipping is for enjoyment, and it’s not about which becomes canon. I KNOW people are joking when they say it’s canon, but in the case with some of these they aren’t. And yeah, I know it’s a minority, but it’s an annoying, LOUD minority. No shit Sherlock people say certain ships are canon as a joke when they get crumbs

NO FUCKING DUH

[reluctant-mandalore]

Life Day Morning (Din Djarin x Reader)

It’s the Morning of Life Day on the Razor Crest, and as a family, the three of you start off the celebration by opening the gifts laying under the tree. 

Warnings: Fluff, family times, established relationship(Din and reader are married), kisses. Not beta read (brace yourselves)

Word Count: 1676

Pairing: Din Djarin x gn!Reader (readers gender is never specified)

a/n: Loooook its another one of those Holiday fics I promised y’all! I hope you enjoy it. ngl the endings a little cheesy buuuuuut I still think its cute either way and I hope y’all do too. I didn’t get it beta read because I wanted to get this out for you guys tonight and also my beta readers are sleeping (or at least they should be lol), its too late in the night to make someone beta read anyway 😂 Anywhooo enjoy! 

The Mandalorian had shifted in the cot in a daze. His eyes still laced with sleep as a yawn escaped between his lips. He had rolled over with his one hand searching to wrap around your waist—only to find your spot empty. A small grunt had left him at discovering the bare sheets, his eyes now cracking open to completely blink away his tired state. Instantly by doing so, his gaze had drifted from your spot to the hammock above where the child usually slept. His heart freezing over at the realization of its emptiness as well.

Sitting up in a panic at seeing you both missing, he had looked around the small space in confusion. He had soon practically stumbled out of the cot, his body working on reflex as he felt himself overcome with worry. Even barely managing to dawn his helmet and grab the blaster under the pillow before starting his search for you two.

Din had crept out of the sleeping area quietly, poking around as he went deeper into the hull. His blaster was held steady and pointed at the seemingly never ending darkness. The nerves he felt now swarming inside of him, like a never ending storm, that made his heart shake with unease. One of his worst fears was losing you and the child, an unimaginable nightmare he wasn't sure he could handle if it ever came true. This current situation he was in of not knowing where you were not helping with these dark thoughts in the slightest.

The sounds of people laughing had snatched his attention from his thoughts though. Soon his eyes had focused in on a pool of light which seeped from deeper in the hull. From the sight of it, his breath had caught in his throat, his heart now thundering louder with every step he took. His irrational mind at the moment couldn’t explain why, but he knew he would find you both there among the brightness.

Approaching the light and sounds of laughter, he had stopped in place, lowering his blaster at the sight of you two sitting by a tree. The Life Day tree you all had set up earlier that week. A sigh of relief had left him, and he tucked away the blaster before moving over to join you both. In his worried state he had completely forgotten about the date and holiday you all would be celebrating together. He should have known—of course you both would be up earlier to open presents. He had worried for nothing.

“Good morning sleepyhead!” You had greeted him cheerfully as you made your over to him, “Did you sleep well?”

Din had hummed at the nickname, a light blush dusting his cheeks, “Good morning, and yes, I did sleep well.”

Hearing the Mandalorian speak, the child had also stood from his spot near the tree and ran over to happily greet his father. His little arms waving up to make grabby hands in the man’s direction, a clear sign of wanting to be picked up. Din had chuckled at the cute sight, leaning down to scoop the little one into his arms just as the child wanted.

“Good morning to you too ad’ika.” He had said, before looking back at the tree and taking note of the unopened presents which still remained, “You haven't started opening the presents yet?”

You had shook your head, the smile on your face still as bright as ever, “Nope! We were waiting for you to wake up and join us.”

“I… You didn’t have to wait for me. You should have begun opening the presents without me.” Din had said almost shyly, his voice soft as he looked down to the child in his arms. A small wave of guilt had rolled through him at the thought of maybe keeping his son from enjoying the Holiday.

“Of course we waited!” You had said, picking up on his guilty tone and fondly rubbing the child’s ear as you continued to speak, “We’re supposed to open the gifts as a family, and you’re included in that Din.”

At your words, the Mandalorian had felt his heart flutter and swell with love. A smile now forming on his cheeks at the reminder from you about being a family. There was once a time in his life when he thought he would never have a family to call his own, but you and the child had changed this for him.

Din wouldn’t trade your clan of three for anything else in the Galaxy.

The child squirmed in his arms at the mention of the gifts, and the both of you laughed together at the sight of his excited demeanor. Din ended up setting down the little one again, rubbing his one ear fondly as he did before standing to remove his helmet once more.

While only being around you two—his spouse and child—he could take off the helmet without breaking the creed. Something he now found himself happy to do anytime he found himself able to.

The helmet had let out an audible click as he removed and set it to the side. After doing so, he had settled next to you on the ground by the tree, his arm moving to wrap around your waist. The small gesture causing a giggle to leave you, as you leaned into his touch. He had pressed a kiss to your cheek at the sound of sweet laugh from you—happy to have you safely in his arms again. He had let out another hum at the feeling of your fingers soon gently raking through his messy hair. Each tug from you freeing the knots and smoothing out the brown locks to look more presentable. Your touch allowing for him to relax and melt into your hands, the tiredness he felt from earlier threatening to pull his eyes shut once again.

A sound from the child had grabbed both your attentions soon anyway, and looking over, you were met with the sight of the little one waiting patiently by the presents. Din had felt a chuckle leave him, impressed with how much the restraint the child was showing at the moment. Although, he knew it was probably more due to your influence rather than his own.

“Thank you for waiting.” He had said quickly with a smile, pressing a kiss to your forehead, before turning his attention back to the child, “Go on kid, I’m sure you waited long enough to open those presents.”

The child had tore into his presents in an instant from his words, excitedly unwrapping each one as he went. He would hold out the present’s contents for you both to see, babbling happily while showing off each one. Even though you both knew exactly what each one held, with every gift the two of you nodded and marveled at the present with the child. Your added inputs only furthering the little one’s happiness and excitement with each one he unwrapped.

At one point the child had opened a gift to reveal a wooden toy frog. His increased joy at receiving the gift evident as he rushed over this time to let you both see up closer. His little hands holding up the toy to you both like it was the most precious thing he had ever set sights on.

“Ah, isn’t your buir so nice getting you that toy frog?” You had said fondly, a small laugh leaving you as you watched the child hug onto the toy, “You know it can hop too? Here I’ll show you.” You continued, moving away from Din’s arms to help the child with the toy. “You’ll want to wind it up like this… then you’ll set it down on the floor so it can hop!”

As if on queue from your words, the wooden frog began hopping around on the floor. The child's eyes had widened with wonder at the sight, his expression a mix of joy and delight. A shrill of happy babbles soon leaving him as he stood to try and catch the toy now hopping around the room.  

The two of you sat watching as the child chased the frog about, his giggles and laughs like music to the Mandalorian’s ears. You had settled yourself back against his side by this point, leaning into him again, your fingers now intertwined with his own. A smile had spread across his lips again at the feeling and he had pulled back slightly to look at you properly. His free hand now gliding up from your waist to your cheek, allowing his thumb to brush against your skin as his gaze held yours steadily.

“Din?”

The Mandalorian didn’t say anything, unsure of how to word what he was feeling at the moment. So instead he chose to show it, leaning his forehead against your own and causing both your eyes to shut at the contact. The both of you stayed like that for a little bit, allowing for each of you to melt into the others presence. Eventually he had pulled back again, pressing a soft kiss to your lips and stealing your breath away in an instant as he did.

“I’m really happy that we get to spend today together...” You had suddenly confessed after the kiss in a hushed voice, unsure of how he may reply, as you moved to nuzzle your nose against his as you spoke, “Life Day is much better with you here with us.”

As you pulled away again to look at him, the brightest smile you had ever seen him wear had found itself on his lips from your words. His eyes now holding a shine to them that you had only seen him have on rare occasions. The sight of both together making your heart beat loudly in your chest the longer you looked. The next few words he spoke instantly bringing a wave of warmth and relief to flow through you, as your own matching smile came to life.

“Happy Life Day Cyar’ika.”

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[missamyrisa2]

can we talk about blushers already?

Nooo not the makeup brushes, though we should always talk about them and how cute and supple they are and whyyyy are they so pretty ticklyyyy ridiculous eeeeee~

I'm talking about the people who make us blush ~

They might be ticklers

Like every tickler is probably a blusher the way every square is a rectangle

~I wanna make you into a wrecked tangle and square your ticklishness~

These are the people who soooo effortlessly can make your cheeks ignite with blush, and give that little prickle of neck blooms~

Maybe it's the way they talk

The way they walk

Their body language

It might just be a loooook they always give

Or just their mere ~existing~ and existing to do nothing more than make your tummy skip and your legs quiver and your face burst with blush ~

what do you call it anyway when someone makes your tummy blush ~ I swearrrr when someone is teasing me bad there's this little blush drop that sprouts near my navel ~ and then the pink lines start from too much giggling and wiggling~

Sooo the blushers, yessss these people in our lives whom we only exist to be made to turn pink in the face and bashful in the body~

it makes me wanna have a blushing session ~ where it's like, they just doooo all those things saying the words and giving the looks and being alll attractive and near and basically overloading me to where I would be beggggginggg to be tickled, just like get it over with and ruin me because I'm soooo neeeedyyy from all this attention ~

And what about a gang blushing sessionn ~~ think about being in like a salon chair and it's a pile of smirking knowing facessss commenting and fawning over you and lovingly teasing and striking poses and generally doing everything to hyperstimulate everything without a touch other than styling you and maybe a lovingly pinched cheek or playful poke~ to where you're wanting sooo badly to beg for tickles to get that ultimate of unrestricted attention and overload and yetttt you can't even ask for itttt but their intent and looks and teasing suggestsss they'll tickle anyyytimee and it's likeeee ~edging for your nervessss~ and then they finallyyyy go for itttt and you're nothing but a melted messss your legs sticking out from the crowd as they all lean in and gang tickle you to bitssssss and make sure every part of your skin is explored and blushed thoroughlyyyy~

Anyway, blushers~

This is what happens when I wake up early on a Sunday <3

[kalaluchi]

chapter 02: Rebellion

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Alya was going to lose her mind at any second. How did she become best friends with someone so damn stubborn?

“Girl, I’m telling you, there is no way that boy does not have a crush on you. It’s so obvious, please!”

“Alya. One: I think you are crazy. Two: he’s just friendly. Ok?”

It had been a little over a month since Adrien Agreste had joined their class, and yet he seemed to be getting along well with everybody. For Marinette, it had been hate at first sight and then love at second sight.

In her defense, she never intended to fall for him. Not when he was the best friend of her archnemesis-for-who-knows-how-long. Definitely not when he’d put gum on her seat on the first day of class, when he didn’t even know her. So, it made absolute sense for her to snob him back… except.

Except she’d been completely wrong.

It had all been a mix up… and as he’d smiled kindly at her, and she’d stared, really stared, into his eyes for the first time since meeting him… she’d realized she really wouldn’t mind getting lost in them and the way the fading sun turned them the most perfect shade of green.

That was when she’d realized she was in trouble. That was when she’d realized that despite her initial, intense hate for the green-eyed blond-haired boy, she’d fallen quite hard for Adrien Agreste at second glance… even though he was the best friend of her archnemesis-for-who-knows-how-long.

She continued to fall even further when she saw how cute he really was, how kind he was to everyone, how comfortable in his own skin he seemed, how he laughed softly at most anything, and a million other “how's” known only to her heart.

And then they’d started talking.

Of course, she’d always wanted to approach him, but never found the courage to, which was why she resorted to roundabout ways to catch his attention most of the time.

There was that one time she’d learned he loved macarons, so she’d stayed up nearly the whole night just perfecting a batch to bring to school. Then she’d spent the whole day loudly talking about them, waving them around anytime she thought he was looking -- in hopes he’d ask her for one, and they could strike up a convo. But to no avail.

And the time she’d heard that he loved cats, so she’d read about all the different breeds and their origins, even writing notes to remember the important parts. But she’d ended up forgetting to bring the notebook and getting a mind block in school, so that when he asked what her favorite breed of cat was, she’d replied, “Orange.” (She’d wanted to bury herself in a hole for days after that.)

And too many other instances, way more than she could count on her fingers.

Alya had quickly caught on to what her best friend was up to, and was highly against the plan. “Girl, just woman up and go talk to him yourself!” she’d said. “Adrien Agreste is literally the nicest boy I’ve met, and he won’t judge you or anything if you randomly talk to him! And anyway, if he does do that, then he’s not crush-worthy, okay?”

Marinette had seen the sense in her best friend’s statement, but knowing you have to do something and being able to actually do it are two different things. Because Marinette was Marinette Dupain-Cheng, not Alya Césaire, and as much as she’d wanted to talk to him, she just couldn’t bring herself to because she’d been scared, too scared of what he might say.

To her surprise, though, he’d actually reached out to her one day. And the conversation hadn’t stopped, like she’d feared it would. It had gone on for hours which turned into days, and it had felt good, felt right. And for a second, she could almost, almost believe that he could like her, too, despite their awkward beginning. But then she’d stumble over her words, and the fantasy would fade. Because how could he possibly fall for her when he was the most amazing person she’d ever met and she was just Marinette Dupain-Cheng, and there were so many other, better, more interesting people in her school -- in all of Paris for that matter-- that he could fall for? So there was absolutely no way he could like her back, could see her as anything more than a friend.

Right?

Marinette shook her head, clearing it of thoughts. Of course she was right. What could Alya possibly know anyway?

Alya gave Marinette the deadest stare she could muster. “Friendly,” she echoed monotonously. “You know what? I am officially appointing myself as your fairy godmother. And as your fairy godmother it is my duty to prove that Adrien Agreste has a crush on you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”

Marinette sighed at her best friend’s antics. “Well, I won’t stop you, but I do still stand by my original statement.”

Alya pursed her lips. “Okay, how ‘bout this: if it turns out I am right, which I am, and Adrien Agreste does have a crush on you, you owe me an entire box of macarons.”

Marinette shrugged. “Fine with me. You do know this is a win-win for me right? If you’re right, it’s a win that my crush likes me back. If I’m right, it’s a win because I don’t have to bake a dozen macarons.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. But I just want you to be happyyyy~!” Alya singsonged. “So, leave it to me. I gotchu.”

Marinette laughed and rolled her eyes playfully at the wink her best friend gave her. “Okay, then. Work your magic, please.”

“Alya Césaire, Fairy Godmother, at your service!”

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The first time Alya had to work her fairy godmother magic, she had to admit it wasn’t the best attempt. But she was still determined to give it her all, and prove her point, no matter what. Her pride as a credible writer depended on it.

(Or so she liked to defend to herself.)

Hence her half-brilliant idea to dress Marinette up for school one day.

There was nothing wrong with her best friend’s style, of course. It was just that it was so… Marinette. Soft and cute, but always hiding her full potential. She just needed a little shaking up, a change in routine, just once.

So there was Marinette, with her hair styled, and dressed in all the clothes she’d been hiding at the back of her closet that Alya had always insisted would suit her. (And they did. Splendidly.)

Alya liked to refer to her plan as half-brilliant -- brilliant because Adrien reacted the exact way she’d hoped, but not brilliant because Marinette reacted the exact way Alya had hoped she wouldn’t.

The moment Marinette walked in the door, Alya noticed Adrien’s head whip around so fast she was afraid he’d gotten whiplash. He grinned shyly as Marinette passed by.

“Morning, Marinette. I haven’t seen you wear that before,” he chuckled lightly, though a faint blush spread across his cheeks. “It really suits you, though. You look very pretty.”

Marinette blinked at that, a little offended at the wording. “Uh. Thanks, I guess?”

Adrien cleared his throat as Marinette started up the stairs to her seat. “Uh, no, I meant, prettier than usual, of course. You’re already naturally pretty, you see.”

Of course, Marinette chose that exact moment to turn beet red and walk into the edge of her desk. “You too,” she wheezed out, doubled over and clutching her stomach.

“I-- sorry? A-are you okay?” Adrien asked, bewildered.

“I said, thank you. And, yes, I’m fine.” Marinette forced a grin as she slid into her seat.

“Well,” Alya said as soon as Adrien sat back down, “what did I tell you? He thinks you’re pretty. He just needed a little push to come out and say it. Boy def has a crush on you.”

“Alya,” Marinette chided, though she was trying to hide how happy the compliment had made her, “what did we say about jumping to conclusions, especially when there’s no diamond solid proof?”

“Don’t,” Alya replied with a sigh.

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The second time around, Alya was surprised she didn’t even have to do any work to find something to pick on -- Marinette practically handed her the proof on a silver platter.

It was not unusual for Marinette to come to school late, or with eyebags under her eyes, as Alya knew her best friend had a habit of staying up late the night before and oversleeping. (Seriously, though, with the amount of times this had happened in the past, did the girl have a secret double life or something? It’s not like the school gave enough assignments to lose that much sleep over. Alya was always telling Marinette she really needed to sleep earlier...)

But this time, something seemed different.

Maybe it was the way Marinette was typing furiously on her phone under the table, trying hard not to smile.

Or the way Adrien, with similar eyebags, was doing the same thing.

It could just be a coincidence, though. Alya had to remind herself to take it slow, not jump to conclusions. But still, her best-friend-senses were telling her something was up.

She was just about to bring it up when Marinette turned to her excitedly. “Look at this picture Adrien sent me of his cat. Isn’t he cute? That fluffy black fur and those green eyes, Alya, loooook!”

Alya raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly. “Wow, you guys chat now? That’s new.”

Marinette bit her lip. “Yeah, but it’s just your usual sending-memes and random-small-talk-about-your-life and i'm-drowning-in-acads-you-too? 4am kind of talks. It’s not the soft here’s-what-i-like-about-you 4am kind of talks, sadly,” she sighed, tapping her phone on her thigh.

“Wait. 4am?”

Marinette smiled sheepishly, and Alya knew her hunch had been correct. “Yeah. I don’t intend for it, obviously, but the past week it’s been like, we start talking, and next thing I know it’s 4am and I’m absolutely doomed because I haven’t started the assignment for Mme. Bustier’s class due at 8:30am.”

Alya laughed. “Okay, Marinette, there is something wrong with that last part, I’ll admit. But nevertheless, I’m so proud of you for holding a convo with the boy of your dreams for that long. And to think that he stays up the same? Damn. I really didn’t peg Adrien as the type to pull all-nighters. I guess there’s only one conclusion…” She trailed off dramatically, grinning at her best friend.

Marinette rolled her eyes. “I know what you’re gonna say, and I’m gonna reply-- it doesn’t mean anything. It’s just two people, talking, getting to know each other.”

“He stayed up. Till 4am. To talk to you.”

“Well… yeah.”

“The past week. An entire week.”

“... yeah.”

“Just for you.”

“You don’t know that. Maybe he was cramming homework,” Marinette argued.

“Girl,” Alya rebutted, “this is Adrien Agreste we’re talking about. When does he ever cram?”

Marinette shrugged. “This past week?”

“Girl, you’re hopeless. You’re lucky I love you. Go back to chatting your dream boy. But please start sleeping earlier.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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The third time was such a dead giveaway Alya felt like she’d been smacked in the head with a huge bag of “HELLO I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU,” and she could not for the life of her understand why her best friend could not see the truth shaking its butt in their faces.

It happened one morning, when Marinette walked into the classroom wearing the cutest cardigan Alya had ever seen.

“Girl!” she exclaimed once the blue-haired girl was seated. “I love what you’re wearing, it looks so good on you! How come I’ve never seen it before?” The brunette flipped her hair over her shoulder and huffed. “As your best friend, I’m offended you never told me this heavenly piece of clothing existed. I’d have made you wear it every single day if only I knew.”

Marinette bit back a smile. “I know, it’s kinda super cute, right? It’s super comfy, too. Adrien made it for me,” she added shyly.

Alya waggled her eyebrows. “Mm, you mean he had it made for you, right? Must be nice to come from an ultra-known ultra-rich family or something.”

“No, I mean, like, he made it for me… as in he made it himself…”

“Wait, what. One: why. Two: how do you know he made it himself? I mean, girl, no offense to your boy of course. But that’s some high effort shiz to do for someone who is just ‘a friend’” Alya pointed out, using air quotes.

Marinette rolled her eyes playfully. “Okay, one: I know he made it himself because he sent Nino videos of his progress as he was making it, which Nino eventually forwarded to me once I’d gotten the gift--”

(“Nino, that little brat, how dare he not tell me something as important as this,” Alya growled, glaring daggers across the room at her boyfriend.)

“--and two: are you really still doing that? I don't like how you used air quotes because I have absolutely no idea what you mean by them.” Marinette crossed her arms, in denial. “I mean, obviously, yes, Adrien and I are friends and we are doing things friends do, yes that is normal even though he is literally the cutest human being I have ever met but it’s obvious he’ll never feel the same way, so--”

“Marinette, there are heart patterns on the pockets,” Alya deadpanned.

“There are?!” Marinette excitedly began pulling up the cardigan to check. Then she seemed to remember her stand on the matter, and wiped the smile off her face, smoothing out imaginary wrinkles in her clothes. “And if there were, it does not matter, because it obviously does not mean anything. It’s just a cardigan, I think you’re overthinking things,” she said nonchalantly, though her voice was an octave higher than normal.

Alya laughed aloud. “Just a cardigan, Marinette?! He crocheted you a whole freaking cardigan for your birthday! You love cardigans, it’s the most Marinette gift one could give you. Plus,” she continued, holding up a finger when it looked like Marinette was about to protest, “do you know how many days it would’ve taken to make that? And there’s the fact that you guys literally just started talking this month. Come on, you have to admit that means he likes you! Or maybe is just a little interested? Huh, how about it?” Alya nudged her friend, trying to knock some common sense into her.

For a second, it seemed to work. Marinette bit back a smile, took a deep breath, and-- “Maybe he’s just super super super friendly?”

Alya blinked once, twice. “Yeah, ok, I give up. Keep your macarons.”

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https://twitter.com/FWKASAONLYFANS/status/1437580967158460417?s=19

loooook at this, theyre so gorgeoussssssss. (prompt) can u write an actor and actress eremika who's secretly dating or married hihi 👉🏻👈🏻

omg it's gone but don't worry bestie I saw it before the tweet disappeared, it's what inspired the met gala part of the angst I just wrote 😂😂 and for u I'm going to give a happy ending lol!!!

Eren doesn't understand the Met Gala, he's just here to look pretty as Mikasa's side piece.

It's how things are these days, he spends his days grateful for every moment she allows him to bask in her presence.

She is his goddess and to be honest it totally drives her nuts. "Eren stop staring at me like that," "But you're so beautiful."

That lovely blush that compliments her skin so well is back as she turns away from him, huffing while the other people at their table coo over their PDA.

He doesn't care, they can gossip and make fun of him all they want, Eren Yeager, reformed bad boy and devout Mikasa Ackerman worshipper.

"You're so embarrassing." He ignores her protests, instead choosing to steal some food from her plate that she's hardly touched. He wants to force feed her the fancy tuna they'd served that costs god knows how much but Mikasa had fussed all night that she couldn't touch the stuff in her dress. She's literally sewn into the crystalline white number, diamonds circling her neck and all over the dress, it looks incredibly uncomfortable.

And as soon as he gets the go ahead they're fucking leaving because he wants his girlfriend out of said dress, and not for the reasons you'd think. Although she does look fucking amazing in the dress, the white fabric clinging to her figure and the diamonds sparkling along her breasts and outlining her curves, he wants her to eat. He's quite sure she hasn't had a snack all day, the designer explaining any kind of bloating would lead to possible rips in his beloved dress. Eren is 1000% sur Mikasa's wellbeing is not worth the stupid dress, he'll pay for it himself if he has to. He just wants her out of the god damn thing so they can order pizza and make fun of everyone's outfits from the comfort of their apartment when they watch the recorded version.

He'd barely had a chance to laugh at anyone, too distracted by flashing lights and making sure his girlfriend didn't topple over in her too high heels.

So the first opportunity he gets, he's sliding her out of the gala and getting her to the designer's place as soon as possible, he wants her out of that dress before she passes out from blood loss or hunger.

When she's finally cut out of the god damn dress she lets out a loud gasp, as if she's been holding it in the entire time and Eren decides she's never allowed to dress up like this again. HE gets her ice cream to tide her over on the ride home, timing the pizza just right to arrive when they get there. They do exactly as he'd hoped and while everyone else is cramped up, full of makeup and suffering through celebrity pleasantries he's cuddled up with his girl making fun of some ridiculous woman for dressing like the grim reaper or the dementors from Harry Potter, really what the hell is the Met gala fashion??

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Karasuno VS. Animal Crossing Villagers

Not an ask, but my own idea! Like most people I’ve been neck-deep in animal crossing during these trying times. I wanted to write how haikyuu characters would react to hearing you gushing about someone, only to find out it’s just your favorite villager!

Sawamura Daichi

Usually Daichi is a very reasonable man.

Somehow that all goes careening out a nearby window when he overhears you on the phone with one of your friends.

“Marshal is perfect and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind. Love of my life. Ideal man.”

He’s so caught off guard that he doesn’t even register the volleyball hitting him in the back of the head. The love of your life? Oh nononononono. No one else was gonna be stealing away your attention.

He pushed the roaring beast of jealousy back down in his stomach and smiled as you waved him over. 

“Daichi loooook! He’s so grumpy!” You turned your phone around to show him a picture of an adorable little white squirrel. “I love Marshal!”

Ah.

“Well, he is pretty cute.” Is all he can muster as a reply, feeling rather silly.

Sugawara Koushi

Suga would see you smiling at your phone like an idiot and scootch over to tease you about your silly expression.

His own smile would suddenly fall when you told him just what you were mooning over.

“I made Avery into my new lock screen background! He’s just the cutest!”

Luckily Sugawara is a smart man, and would ask to see your background before drawing any conclusions. He’d breathe a silent sigh of relief upon seeing that your lock screen picture was of a goofy looking cartoon eagle.

“Whaaaaaaaat? You think he’s even cuter than me?” He’d tease, squishing your cheeks with both hands until you broke into giggles. Good. Crisis averted. For now.

Azumane Asahi

Poor baby gets so nervous when he hears you gushing over your villager.

“Kyle is so cool! I’m never ever gonna let him leave I’ve never been this happy in my life!!!”

Daichi and Suga get to watch him melt into a puddle of misery on the floor.

“Kyle?” He whines, scandalized. “Cool?” Of course you liked cool guys. Guys who were tough and aloof and didn’t let anything bother them. He was none of that.

“Asahi! Asahi! Look at my new villager! Isn’t he cute?”

Then you bounded over and showed him the Kyle in question, a hyena in a leather vest. He whined out your name, blubbering as he hid his face in the top of your head. He’s just a big, silly fool.

Nishinoya Yuu

“Okay but Genji is actually perfect though? I’ve never loved anything so much in my life.”

Nishinoya’s head snaps in the direction of your voice so fast his bones cracked. Genji? Who is Genji? He doesn’t glean any information from staring at you, but his teammates can already see the storm clouds brewing above his head.

Who did this Genji guy think he was, stealing away your attention? Hogging your attention was his job.

After landing a particularly impressive receive, he’d look over to you and holler, “Can Genji do that?”

“Well he’s a rabbit and also in a video game, so I’m gonna say no!”

Ohhhhhh, the shame he feels. He must turn red up to the tips of his ears.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

“Papi was singing yesterday! He’s just adorable, I can hardly stand it!”

Tanaka is already growling like a feral dog. He heard ‘He’s just adorable...’ come out of your mouth and it wasn’t directed at him. Your boyfriend.

Clearly he’s gotta challenge this guy for your honor, or beat him up, or, or-!”

Or almost turn into a blubbering mess the second you asked him if he was okay. You’d start panicking when he asked if you still liked him, until he asked why you thought this Papi guy was so cute.

“Ryuu...” You sounded exasperated but painfully fond as you pulled up a picture of the horse on your phone. “He just moved into my Animal Crossing village.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“So I’m still your favorite?”

“Of course you are, Ryuu!” “Ah. Heh. I knew that.”

Ennoshita Chikara

Easily the most sensible of the entire team.

“Whatcha looking at?” You’ve been staring at your phone for a good long while with the silliest expression on your face, and he can’t help but be a little curious.

“Wade! He’s so adorable I can’t stand it!”

“Oh? Do I need to be on guard? Is someone gonna try and sweep you off your feet right out from under me?” He jokes, leaning over your shoulder to get a peek at your phone.

“Only if you think a penguin is worthy of wooing me.” You respond.

“I dunno, he’s pretty cute. I might be swooned!”

“Chikara!”

“Joking! Joking!”

Kageyama Tobio

“Apollo is perfect. He’s all gruff on the outside but so sweet and gentle on the inside.”

Externally Kageyama didn’t show any immediate change in expression, quietly focusing on his drills.

Internally, boy is panicking. Who is Apollo? Why was he perfect? Why did you like him so much?

It isn’t until he misses a set and it hits him directly in the head that you realize something’s up with him. He grumbles over and grabs your hand, pulling you out of sight of his teammates.

“Who’s ‘Apollo’?” He asks as soon as you’re out of earshot. “-! D-Don’t laugh!”

“Tobio, look. This is Apollo.” You bring up your Switch and scamper over to a bald eagle and begin talking to him. “He’s gruff on the outside, but sweet on the inside. Just like you. That’s why he’s my favorite.”

“That’s-You!” He stammers, face exploding into a burning blush. “Wh-Whatever! I’m way cooler than some weird bird anyway!”

Hinata Shouyou

“There he is! The light of my life! My most perfect boy!”

Usually that’d get Hinata excited, because you’d be talking about him. Not today.

“Jeremiah! The cutest in the whole wide world!~”

And he definitely wasn’t sulking because of it. No siree.

You wouldn’t stop staring down at your phone, even when Hinata was doing his amazing freak quick. Yeah you’d probably seen it a few hundred times at this point, but still! You said it was always amazing! What changed?

At the end of practice he’d holler your name out to you.

“I only want you to watch me! Not whoever this weird Jeremiah guy is!”

“Shouyou, baby, he’s a frog.”

“...Eh?”

After you show him your Switch he buries his face in his hands, cheeks burning. “Waaaaaaaahhh, this is so embarrassing. I’m gonna die.”

You laugh and wrap him in a hug. “Don’t worry, I’ll pay more attention at your next game. No frogs allowed.”

Tsukishima Kei

All day long, whenever you’re in earshot, Tsukishima can hear you rambling about this ‘Erik’ guy and frankly? It’s starting to drive him a little bit insane.

“Erik gave me some flowers!”

“Erik said he liked my outfit today!”

“Erik invited me to his house!”

By the time you pick up on his sour mood Kei is practically simmering, and looks at you with a bitter glare.

“Why don’t you spend some more time with Erik if you’re going to be drooling all over him?”

Boy does he feel a fool when you show him a picture of the little elk in your village.

“Kei, were you jealous?”

“Tch.”

Yamaguchi Tadashi

“Rowan is so cool. And so cute! He’s definitely my absolute favorite.”

Yamaguchi’s attention snaps to you, wide-eyed. Who is Rowan?

“W-Who is Rowan?”

Yama’s a pretty shy guy, but he’s not really the type to jump to conclusions either. So if he was nervous about something you said, he’d ask right away instead of stewing in it.

Which is good for him, because now he knows that you aren’t going all mushy over another boy, just a particularly cool cartoon tiger. You’d show him the character on your Switch screen and shoot him a smile so infectious he can’t help but mirror it.

I also think Yama is the most likely to become interested in Animal Crossing after you show him! He’d want to see all your other villagers too, not realizing how far you were leaning into each other’s space as you gave him a tour of your town.

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sf9 reaction to:

s/o covering one of their dances

genre: flufffffff

requested: yessir

a/n: this one is kinda okay ig

read under the cut

youngbin~

this gif is overused but idc because it works. he would be so happy. like he would think that you did amazing, even if you didn’t, because he is your #1 supporter. he would probably watch you time after time just appreciating your skills. he would envy you even more, knowing that he didn’t teach you and you learned on your own. he would boop your nose the next time he saw you, constantly reminding you of how good you did.

inseong~

this man would have the biggest heart eyes. he would be amazed that you took time to learn the dance, especially his part. he would think about how lucky he is to have you in his life, constantly wondering how he got such an amazing girlfriend. the fact that you learned his part with no help at all from him left him astonished. he would reward you with so much pda. kisses, hugs, backhugs everywhere. he appreciated you even more (if that’s possible) after you covered the dance.

jaeyoon~

he would be clappy and show off his moves very exaggerated and silly. “guys, she did so good loooook!!” he would bring you flowers within the next time he saw you and would want to do it along with you. he would cheer you on so much and make you feel really good about your performance. he would kiss you all over and then lift you up dirty dancing style.

dawon~

he would probably show you off more and brag about your skills. he would see the video almost immediately after you posted it, and would show his fellow members. he would say “i’m dating her. i bet you wish you were. HA you’re all jealous!” which would annoy the members but he was so proud of you. he would just look at you in awe and the next time you saw him he would kiss your forehead a lot.

zuho~

he would first react to it on a live. he didn’t know about the cover until his fans pointed it out. he would immediately pull it up. he had no idea you were even practicing it. he would start blushing when he noticed it was his part. he would start smiling widely and compliment your skills. his fans would be swooning over your relationship and he would text you, telling you that you did great and you should do it together sometime.

rowoon~

he would get SO soft for you. he would get super smiley hearing that you covered one of their songs. he would start clapping the next time you walked into the room and would kiss the top of your head. he would hug you and praise your dancing skills and make you feel all warm n fuzzy inside. “you’ve worked hard. i love you. you did amazing.” he would calmly whisper to you.

taeyang~

honestly, when you said you wanted to cover the dance. he insisted that he taught you. he would teach you second by second for months, and you would sometimes practice by yourself on late nights. he would stop teaching you at one point, letting you do it by yourself for a while. when you told him that you got it, he wanted to see right then and there. no matter where it was. after you completed it, he would literally scream. he was beyond proud. he would praise you for months, and would ask you to do it every once and a while.

hwiyoung~

smilessmilessmilessmiles for DAYS. he would be so flattered that you even tried one of their dances. he knows they’re not the easiest, so watching you make it look so easy would shock him. he wouldn’t stop smiling for a really long time, and would praise you ALL the time. even if it was the littlest thing. it made him envy you more, and he would fall even more in love with you. literally pretty loud about it too, not as loud as dawon, but almost. he would brag about you :(

chani~

shyshyshy like he is a confident dancer but seeing you do his moves would make him SO shy. he would think that you were so much more graceful doing the dance and would give you heart eyes. he wouldn’t say much, he would just give you ALL of the affection in his body. he would be so blushy around you and would compliment you a lot once he got past the quiet phase. he would make you feel so loved.