#ok it's late Imma go sleep NIGHT

[geodetojoy]

DAMMIT CHARLIE WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS UPLOAD WHEN I WORK

[thethreeeyed-raven]

HELLO CUTIE PIE 🤭😜💜, imma hit you up with a Prince Caspian Req 🤞🗣 Ben Barnes has been my obsession lately. Sooo, you know that scene when Caspian is attacked in the night, but he's already escaping? Ok, so what if he's sleeping with his wife when he's awoken, and refuses to leave without her. Maybe once they are out of the castle, a guard tries to get her and he is all just heroic and handsome and sexy and beautiful and daddy and saves her? PLEASE AND TY. CHANGE WHATEVER U WANT

new life

the kingdom of dreams | warnings : none? | a/n : i didn’t add the heroic part i’m sorry pookie i just cba😭 | tags : @knight-of-flowerss , @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom

Caspian and you slept soundly, unaware of the events which will occur.

He was amidst a dream, one he dreamt every night, when suddenly a cold hand clasped across his mouth, jolting him awake.

Caspian soon calmed once he realised who it was and rolled his eyes, about to turn on his side. "Five more minutes."

"You won't be watching the stars tonight, my prince. Come, we must hurry." The professor grabbed hold of Caspian's wrist and lifted him up.

"What about Y/n?" Panic laced his voice as he let the man drag him about his bedroom.

"You must leave your lady wife, my prince, we must get you out quickly."

"No!" Caspian pulled back his arm and moved to wake you.

"Y/n, you must wake. The soldiers are coming for us."

You were blissfully asleep, until you awoke to Caspian frantically shaking you.

"My love, what is going on?" You were a bit disoriented as your sleep was deep, but the panic in his eyes was what woke you fully.

"Caspian. What's going on." You said sternly.

"I-I don't-" He was interrupted by the professor.

"Your aunt, she's...she's had a son. Now come, through here." The man led you through a secret passageway through your wardrobe, wasting no time to make your way down the stairs into the armory room.

Caspian grabbed a sword and other protective gear.

Just because you were a woman doesn't mean that you weren't trained in at least one form of combat.

Caspian specialised in swords, but you were a skilled archer.

So you picked up a bow and arrow and you all made your way to the horses.

All of you had decided that it was too dangerous to take two horses, so you sat behind Caspian.

"You must make for the woods."

"The woods?" You questioned.

"They won't follow you there." The professor then pulled out a mysterious object. "It has taken me many years to find this, only use it when needed."

"Will we ever see you again?" Caspian's voice was full of hope, but you didn't have the heart to tell him that you probably wouldn't.

"I dearly hope so, my prince. There is so much more I meant to tell you. Everything you know is about to change."

You and the Professor shared a look before you wrapped your arms tightly around Caspian's waist, setting off to hopefully start a new life.

[kurosstuff]

Since you asked for a request from me- Imma give you one. Hopefully this is a challenge for you, Love /j

A fluffy fic with Lute where they keep falling asleep on her

Thank you lovely ♡♡ 💕💕💕

Here's a short fic ♡♡ I'm very sleepy as I write this so if I accidentally miss spelled anything(which I may have?( I'm sorry

Lute x reader

Usually staying up late doesn't do much to you but.. dealing with Adam all night complaining in your ear as your trying to focus on writing your weekly essay for Sera? Wasn't fun.

Silently cursing, Adam yawning, dragging yourself off the chair to the kitchen. Gotta make breakfast no matter how tired you are. You'll cool for you and your girlfriend- rather not her cook. Shivering in the horror of the last time she cooked - how burnt the eggs were you sighed, getting all the stuff you need sluggishly failing to notice her in the room calling for you

"-ove?" A hand touched your shoulder, making you jolt looking back before smiling sleepily at Lutes worried face."Dove? Are you alright? Are you not looking so good?" Softly speaking something you proudly state only you get to hear

Making you laugh softly, hugging her gently. "I dont look good?"" You teased, smiling at her quick change of wording. "Lute~, I'm joking~ but no, I'm just.. tired." closing your eyes against her shoulder, taking a deep breath hearing her call for you- you didn't answer at first before a soft snore escaped you before jolting up "I'm awake im- I'm not asleep"

"..I can see that"

Is all she spoke sighing, leaning to turn the oven off sighing, helping you to the couch "lets watch TV first wake up more, ok?" Sitting beside you wrapping her arm around her pulling you into her side to cuddle

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You have no idea what's going on in this movie- you kept dozing off or, as you said? "I'm only resting my eyes!" Stuttering out flushed from being gently teased by lute.

After a while- lute felt pressure on her shoulder. Familiar pressure looking over seeing you finally succumbing to your much needed rest smiling, she turned the TV off, moving to lay on her back pulling you onto her in her arms not wishing to move you too much incase you woke up

Watching you for a moment with soft eyes filled with nothing, but love and devotion, "sleep well, my little dove~" Purring out kissing your forehead gently moving to wrap her wings around you as a form of a blanket flushed she willingly decided to take a nap along side you "...I love you, my mate~"

[randofics]

Spooktober day 1

Sideswipe x human reader

Prompts - Friday the 13th, scary/horror movies

I know it's late for day one, but imma be honest, I started writing this on the third. 😅

I'm working on more, but I'm not sure when they'll come out. So yall just be patient with me. Anyways, I hope yall enjoy! Leave a comment if yall want.

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It was October first, and you could finally decorate the junkyard for Halloween. Denny had refused to decorate until October. So here you were, stringing up orange and purple lights as well as fake spiderwebs wherever you could reach with the help of Sideswipe and Strongarm

"So wait, let me get this straight, not only do humans purposefully make and watch horror movies, you also decorate yourselves as scary as possible and hide in these "haunted houses", all for entertainment?"

Strongarm sounded perplexed at the strange customs you'd brought up.

"Yep, pretty much. Though lots of people don't do either and have their own traditions that they enjoy. I personally enjoy rewatching scary movies during the fall. Speaking of which, I was going to re-watch Friday the 13th if you guys want to join me?"

"Eh, sure, why not. It's not like there's much going on around here anyway."

"No thanks y/n I need Fixit's help with my Decepticon hunter. It's acting up, and I don't know what's wrong with it."

A grin crossed Sideswipe's faceplate. "You're scared, aren't you?"

"What!? No, I'm not!"

He got up in her face poking her with a didget. "Are too!"

"No, I'm not Sideswipe!" She crossed her arms, tilting her chin up with a "humph".

Sides chuckled, not believing her one bit.

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Later that night, you had set up a projector with a large white bedsheet as the screen and popped some popcorn for yourself. Russell had begged his father to allow him to watch the movie with you, but luckily for you, he'd refused and instead let him sleep over with a friend. Bumblebee had decided to join you for the movie, saying he'd seen part of it before but not the entire thing.

You sat in an old recliner while the other two sat behind you on the ground, optics glued to the screen. The movie started, and within a few minutes, there was the first kill. Of course, it was exaggerated to some extent, but that's what you get from older movies. Not even a quarter of the way into the movie Bumblebee called it a night and left to go recharge.

You were relatively calm throughout the movie, but every once in a while, you'd hear Sideswipe jump or let out a sound of disgust at the cheap gore.

When the final girl Alice fends off Pamela Voorhees and kills her with a machete to the neck, you swear you hear Sides yelp. You turn your head and see him covering his face with his servos.

"You ok, Sides?"

"N-no, I mean, yeah, I'm fine totally!" He looks pale if cybertronians could even go pale, and he's definitely grossed out by the obviously fake gore. "Here, how about I turn this off, and we can do something else for a bit to take your processor off of it. He nods and transforms, waiting on you to put the projector away.

He pops his passenger door open for you and drives you to his little hangout spot in the junkyard. "Let's distract you for a bit." You hop out and pull your phone from your pocket to play some music. You grin as a classic plays making you dance a little.

Cha cha slide never failed to distract you from stuff, so you hoped it would work for him as well. Sure enough, he got into the rhythm and danced along with the steps. A smile slowly graced his faceplate, and you knew he'd be alright.

[harlowtales]

Jack has nightmares and trouble sleeping and goes to his personal assistant for comfort and to tell her how he feels.

18+ sweet couples❤️

“Stay tonight. I promise no funny stuff.” Jack said. It had been a late night of traveling and you and Jack and his crew were finally back in Kentucky. On the road something happened where Jack apologized for not being completely professional and you had got past it so this offer to stay over had you suspicious. At the risk of losing your job you declined.

“Jack I would love to but given the situation it would be…” You started to say

“Inappropriate? Not professional” He mocked and finished your sentence

“Exactly” You affirmed “I’m going to get Neelam to take me home. Goodnight Jack.”

“Goodnight y/n.” Jack said sullenly as he saw you out.

You had trouble settling in and stayed up to binge on Netflix when you heard a soft knock on the door. You opened the door to find Jack standing there in his bonnet and pyjamas.

“Jack? What on earth are you doing here?” You said surprised and yawning “Are you ok?”

“Uh no.” He said wringing his hands “Can I come in?”

“Of course” You said letting him walk past into your tiny apartment.

“Cute place.” He said looking around

“Thanks. It’s cozy.” You said “Are you ok Jack?” You said concerned

“I had a nightmare…again…well I have them every night but this one really shook me up and I went for a drive and wound up here.” He explained

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked

“No.” He said shortly

“Ok…well do you want to watch a movie?” You asked trying to figure out how to help him.

“Can I sleep with you? Not like that! I mean just like for comfort not anything like that.” He asked

“Ummmm I don’t know Jack.” You said unsure “My couch is available if you like.”

“Y/n please forgive me coming onto you.” Jack pleaded “I thought you were feeling me. I shouldn’t have kissed you.” Jack apologized

“It’s fine. I wish it were different honestly.” You said kindly “But I need this job and Neelam trusts me.”

“I know…you’re right. I’m sorry.” Jack said making himself comfortable on your couch

“Goodnight Jack sleep well.” You said as you headed to your room.

Jack tossed and turned. He had been having a terrible nightmare for weeks on end that he didn’t want to talk about. He didn’t realize he had fallen asleep and woke up to the smell of bacon sizzling. “Did you sleep well?” You asked smiling and your hair was in a messy ponytail and still in your pyjamas. It took everything for Jack not to want to kiss you again.

“Um yeah I did thanks.” He said taking off his bonnet and shaking out his curls. You tried not to notice.

“Please sit.” You said motioning for him to have a seat at your little table. You dished out a nice helping of bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs and pancakes.

“Holy fuck y/n. You went all out. That’s so sweet.” Jack said. He began to wolf it down. He often was so busy he forgot to eat. “Oh my fucking god.” Jack said with his mouth full. “What the fuck do you put in your fucking pancakes??”

“Just some nutmeg and cinnamon, ooh and vanilla. You like them?” You gushed. It was a treat watching Jack really eat for once.

“Like them???” Jack said his eyes wide “Urb has to have these!! I’mma rub this right in his face.”

“Ok since you’re here I would like to go over the tour schedule coming up.” You said getting right to business and adjusting your glasses which wasn’t making anything easy for Jack.

“Can you put that laptop away?” Jack said furrowing his brow

“Ok….Jackman what’s going on with you?” You asked. He was acting so weird lately

He sat back in his chair and put his fork down and looked at you with his head to one side fiddling with his beard as he often did when he wanted to choose his words carefully. “Imma say this.” He said “I like you. A lot.”

“Oh.” You said slowly suddenly feeling a bit faint.

“Now what I do about that I don’t fucking know.” He said crossing his buff bare arms.

You sat in silence and watched him finish eating as tears welled up in your eyes. “I’m fired aren’t I?” You said through your soft sobbing.

“Ah hey shhhhh. No…well maybe.” He said with a bit of a grin. “Come here.” He motioned for you to sit on his lap. “I can get you other opportunities. I won’t do that to you.” He promised as he wrapped his arms around you “but with the way I’m feeling, you working for me would be too hard. I’m sorry.”

You sighed and looked up at the ceiling. “K great there goes my apartment. I can’t afford to not have something steady.” You said fearfully

Jack realized you had real worries and stopped kidding. “Y/n look at me.” He said “I want us to be a thing. Like for real.”

“I don’t know what any of that even means.” You said blowing your nose from crying

“You’re the most fucking adorable thing I’ve ever seen. You’re hard working, great with people. I know we can find you another job. What I’m worried about…what keeps me up at night…is not being able to find another girl like you.”

You didn’t know what to say and just turned and gave him a big bear hug. “So is that a yes? I can fire you and you be my girl?” Jack said rubbing your back

“Yes Jack please fire me!” You said smiling wiping your tears and laughing all at the same time.

You shared a kiss and he picked you up bringing you over to the couch that was only a few feet away in your tiny place. You got under a big quilt and laid on his chest. He kissed the top of your head and picked up the remote. “Now what were you watching?” He said as he turned the TV back on.

“Oh shit no!” You said trying to take the remote from him.

“What??!” He started laughing when he saw on YouTube that you were in your Jack Harlow section and all his videos came up. You had pretended you weren’t really a fan all this time. You sank under the blanket in embarrassment and he tickled you.

“Hey let’s have popcorn” You said escaping the blanket and darting into the kitchen.

“Nice save y/n.” Jack grinned putting his hands behind his head of curls and breathing a sigh of relief that if he had you to snuggle up to he may never have nightmares again 😴

@itsyagirljaz @killatravtramp @heavyhitterheaux @ride4harlow @jacks-daycare

[lagncx]

Lord HEISEINBERG head canon

Neil newbon bless him and the amazing work he’s done. Says he leaves his characters open for us to make head canons well here’s mine!

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So like the little simp I am I go and get karls bonus figure and I also get the mutated one cause I think it’s cool. I’m over here like mmmm he’s so sexy “oh he’s so hawt” he listens to asmr with people hitting frequency metal bowls >///<

But nothing could take me from the reality that his mutation form (I would still impregnate him idc) is huge and hideous (nuh uh) and he literally has a dislocated jaw and a wire mustache that’s a crazy rebellion weapon but anyways! Rip to the metal army btw when we run from strum and fall in that trash chute I feel in my heart and my belly! He sleeps there In mutated form and if you were his significant other he’d probably be like “I uh- made this room for you” and for weeks you’d wake up with him gone late at night but you were just cuddling so you go looking and strum the lil guy just kinda stomps towards the chute and waves his little nubs down there cause you ordered to know where your iron giant was and there he was in…all…ALL his glory snoring and you weren’t sure if this was moldy metal or a being but then you saw the face and the mustache/beard(?) gave it away and you kissed strum’s engine hopping down and falling on luckily a flat board making him shake and the sound of metal groaning as he got up and his head snaked it’s way over to look at you your face was looking at him like

So he thought you were disgusted and I know he can use his words but imma say he can’t and can only groan so he kinda just hides away cause in my mind he can’t change back so quickly but poor baby was showing his true self this monster he didn’t even CHOOSE TO BE!!! FUCKING MIRANDA HURTING MH FUCKING BABY HIM AND SALVATORE AND ALCINA AND DONNA FUCKING DONNA THAT BITCH! AND ETHAN! (Sorry.) so you kinda just climb over this hazard space cutting yourself a few times but you’re no bitch and your right next to his face (I’m literally looking at his form as we speak on my tv) and you hesitantly give it a small kiss and for you it’s like a weird gooey taste but for Karl he tastes love! Woo! You’re not afraid of him !!! And for him that meant so much he knew he’d marry you, give you kids. HAVE YOUR KIDS anything! Open a jar of pickles…have you open the jar of pickles. Both of you not being able to so you both decide to just break it and eat pickles picking off any small shards of glass and kiss after with hot pickle breath. But this damn hazard place was freezing so you kinda looked around shaking and your face was like

So Karl kinda has this fuckass engine that heats him up so you kinda scoot closer that nasty ass goo (if you look closely at the figure the cadou…cado…fuck it. It’s moving. So after like an hour of silence and many questions you stick your hand in his separated jaw and for some fucking reason there’s a fuck ass spinning blades thing like a blender and you scream cause you get knicked but he kinda shakes in a way that he’s laughing. And you roll your eyes. Did you sleep down there? HE HE HELL NAH! But you didn’t like sleeping alone so you did cause you brought the mattress down (by yourself! Ducking soldats only got up for threats they kinda just watch you struggle.) and you laid on that wack mattress with a tiny blanket and you forgot the fucking pillow but it ok cause Karl kept breathing on you so that engine output had to come out somewhere SO YEA HES A HEATER TOO! erm…this is so silly and stupid. Karl when you like his form (you never said you liked it but hey you don’t hate it):

A song that fits this….hm. Oh yea swv use your heart

-Use your heart, and not your EYES- you gotta use your heart to love this man I mean his human form looks a little dirty but he is truly beautiful. In mutation and out

[bkglove]

High

I didn't realize how funny of a choice this wip was to work on for Bakugou's birthday until partway through editing lol read it on ao3

no real warnings - some underage smoking weed technically but you can totally imagine their in college instead (it's Bakugou's first time and he gets a lil anxious) everything else is just fluff and bakusquad shenanigans

happy birthday to the gremlin 🥳

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“Hurry up idiots! Almost curfew!” Bakugou yelled loud enough all his dumbass friends (and you) could hear him in the small mini-market, uncaring of the cashier's tired and annoyed gaze. 

He wished he could say it was a mystery how he always got roped into the group's stupid-as-shit antics. Especially when he’d rather be sleeping or on occasion, watching a movie (and cuddling) with you. But that was the fucking answer, wasn’t it? Your damn nagging and stupid face.

“You know what we’re getting the snacks for would get us in way more trouble than being a little late for curfew, right dude?” Kaminari unhelpfully pointed out, reminding Bakugou of the reason for this particular late-night snack run.

“More reason to hurry it the fuck up, Dunce Face,” Bakugou replied, crossing his arms and glaring at the other blonde as he went back to taking forever to decide between the same flavor of chips from different brands.

It was time for another “Super Manly OK Enigmatic Studying Event SHhhh" as it had been dubbed by the group, a very terrible code for a smoke sesh, in his opinion. (Even if it did take him a bit to figure out what it all stood for - it wasn’t his fault the idiots hadn't made a correct acronym!) 

Basically, at the end of any particularly stressful as-hell week, his idiotic friends got stupid fucking high and, because you were his girlfriend - and definitely��not because he cared about any of the idiots getting in trouble, Bakugou always sat around and babysat. You’d all assured him he didn’t need to do that, he could join or even go to bed, but that's where the important emphasis of idiots came in, and he stuck around.

“Okay, I got the really spicy chips you like and the little Twinkie cake things you pretend not to like. Anything else?” You stepped in front of him, arms arguably too filled with snacks but any leftovers would be used for group study sessions the rest of the week, so it was standard for everyone to go overboard. 

“That’s gotta be fine. I don’t fuckin' know.” He muttered, darting his eyes around as he admitted the last part. 

This time was different than the others. This time Bakugou was actually joining in; and he was definitely not at all nervous or scared about that - outside of not wanting to get in trouble and ruin his record, but that was normal. He was definitely not scared of getting high.

You stepped forward and tapped your forehead against his chest, arms too full to poke him, before looking back up at him. “You know you don’t have to, right?”

Bakugou frowned. “I said I wanted to fuckin’ try. I’m gonna fuckin’ try.”

“Okay.” You gave him a smile and then looked around, lowering your voice, “Remember, if you get anxious or just don’t like it, triple tap me or let me know somehow, and we can go sleep it off in my room.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Imma be fine.” He tried to act nonchalant, but he did appreciate it; and the secrecy. I made him more comfortable about the whole prospect.

“y/n, hurry up, we’re checking out, or I’m not paying for your stuff!” Racoon Eyes called from the cash register (the cashier looking defeated) it was her turn to pay for all the shit.

“Coming!” You gave him one more tap with your head before hurrying off. He stayed by the door, arms crossed, waiting for you all to finish up.

When finally the ding of the door closing behind you sounded, and everyone was headed back to the dorms, Backugou felt some of his nerves begin to ease. No one would be getting in trouble for missing curfew tonight at the very least.

With your hands-free, Shitty Hair and Dunce Face on bag-carrying duty, you slipped your hand into his, not giving him a choice in the matter. He preferred it that way, Bakugou wanted you close, and this way, he got to look like less of the sap he was for you while getting just that.

“I hope they don’t try to race tonight. My legs are killing me from training,” you groaned quietly to prevent the “r” word from reaching anyone else's ears.

“From training, huh?” He smirked, dipping his head a little lower to all but whisper the words and get you flustered.

It worked.

“Katsuki!” you exclaimed and hip-checked him, not hard enough to make him misstep even slightly, adorable pout on your lips.

“That all you got, baby?” he chuckled, cocking a brow.

You narrowed your eyes at him squeezing his hand tighter. “You better not K-”

But before you could finish, he pulled his hand from yours and called back to the rest of the group, “Gonna beat you slow fuckers to the dorms!'' Then he blasted off, your shout of “asshole” and the cries of his other friends failing to catch up making him snicker.

The wind in his face and the calming sound of his own explosions helped ease the rest of his not nerves as he waited a good few minutes for everyone else to catch up. Shitty Hair and Dunce Face the last ones to come huffing and puffing because of having to make sure the snacks made it, and their quirks being no help for speed.

The night was going to be chill, maybe even fun, not that he’d ever admit that thought. He was excited, not nervous about trying something new.

“Completely unfair, man!” Kirishima cried when he finally made it to the gate, hugging two bags of food tightly, Kaminari still a little behind.

“Gotta get fuckin’ faster.”

“I’m so gonna get you back for that later.” You poked his chest with another pout that had him smirking.

“Uh-huh.”

You rolled your eyes but stepped in tandem with him back up to Kaminari’s room.

“Kirishima’s turn to pick a movie, right?” Jirou asked after everyone settled in.

“Yeah!” The redhead fist pumped, big stupid grin on his face.

“Ugh,” Mina groaned, “you always pick the same dumb fighting movies.”

He frowned, opening his mouth and then closing it when no defense came to mind. She wasn’t wrong after all. 

“And you always pick the same cheesy romances,” you filled in for Kirishima.

“But those are adorable!” Racoon eyes exclaimed.

Everyone gave her unconvinced looks and a few “not really” hand gestures with some hemming and hawing sounds.

She got the hint. “Fine.” She crossed her arms in defeat.

With that settled, Kirishima went back to excitedly looking for a movie.

“You’re actually joining this time, dude?” Sero asked, eyebrow raised as he started rolling.

“Yeah, what about it?” Bakugou got defensive.

Tape Arms shrugged. “Just surprised, you’re normally a grampa.”

“Yeah, what did y/n do to convince you?” Kaminari wiggled his eyebrows, wincing when Jirou jabbed him with her jacks and shook her head.

“Nothing. I just wanted to try. Fuck off.” 

“You sure you wanna know what we get up to?” you teased with a raise of your brow.

Kaminari frowned. “That feels like a trick question.”

You just shrugged with a sneaky smile and leaned back against Bakugou, whose frown had not changed.

Kaminari shuddered, and the others laughed.

And really you hadn’t done anything. At least not in the way Kaminari was suggesting. You’d been using it a little to help you sleep and had explained how it helped calm you down, he’d gotten curious from your descriptions, simple as that. It was important to try different things and if this ended up being beneficial, like the thousands of sites he had done research on before tonight insisted, then even better.

“Is Momo coming?” Sero looked to Jirou, one finished joint in his hand.

She shook her head. “No, she doesn’t really like the smell and all the smoke, but she might join a little later for just the movie.”

He looked to Kaminari. “What about Shinso?”

He also shook his head no. “Outta town cat sitting.” Kaminari wiggled his eyebrows back at him. “And Roki?”

A light dusting of pink settled on Sero’s cheeks, the relationship new enough he still got flustered about it, his smile not budging even as he replied with a little bit of longing, “He’s with his family for the weekend. You know that, dude.”

“Yeah, but if you're gonna ask everyone else, I gotta ask you too.'' Kaminari lightly punched Sero’s arm. He just shook his head fondly before finally starting off the joint.

(Bakugou would be forever grateful none of the idiots he hung out with ended up dating Deku. Icy-Hot was one thing, the nerd would be too much.)

Bakugou scrutinized the way Tape Arms inhaled and didn't cough. He never cared to pay that much attention, and you had already explained how to do it, but he didn't want to look like an idiot when he tried, so he was doing his best to take mental notes.

Tape Face passed it to Raccoon Eyes, she grinned, took her two puffs with ease, and passed it to Jirou, who did cough a little, but he can’t tell the difference in their techniques. Then Jirou passed it to you, and then, fuck, you passed it to him with a little encouraging smile. He can tell the other idiots are watching him. It’s not that weird for him to be doing this. It’s not. People already thought of him as a delinquent, much to his chagrin, so this was nothing.

“You just gonna stare at it, dude?” Kaminari butt in.

Bakugou glared at him. “Fuck off.'' Then his eyes were back on the joint. He quickly brought it to his lips and; breathe in, breath in, breath out. Pause. Again. Just like everyone else before him, he made to pass it to the next person, but immediately his throat felt dry and scratchy. He tried to suppress the feeling, but he couldn't, and now he’s coughing like crazy. Fuck.

Tape Arms and Dunce Face are laughing at him, Kirishima is handing him a water bottle, and you’re rubbing his back.

“Totally normal to cough your first time,” you assured.

And that might be true, but even in this stupidity he didn't want to be normal, he wanted to be the best. He would have to try again.

“Coughing can make it hit harder, so be careful,” Sero warned, his teasing laughter subsided, Kirishima passing the joint he'd taken from Bakugou back to him after his too (easy) puffs.

“I’m fine.” Except the water wasn't helping, and he was still fighting coughs when it got passed around for his turn again, so he had to skip it and try again on everyone else’s third round.

You pick your head off his shoulder when it’s passed to you again. With an ease that he’s jealous of, you take your puffs and then hand the joint to him again, waiting before you put your head back against him.

It’s stupid to feel inferior from this. Especially because it is delinquent behavior. He shouldn't want to be good at this. But he does. So, when he takes it from you, he makes a big show of taking a long slow inhale, trying to get a lot, assuming that’s the goal, without making a goddamn fool of himself from coughing this time. He mostly manages it, two deep breaths and only little coughs that could be blamed on the earlier fit.

“Woah, dude, you’re a natural. Who'd a thunk the goodie-two-shoes could pick it up so fast,” Kaminari razzed, putting a hand to his chest in mock surprise. 

Bakugou glared his way, but the comment meant he did it right and did it well.

By his third round, he’s definitely feeling it. His eyelids getting heavy, and he feels - slow. Everyone else is still talking, but he can’t quite follow along, voices almost muffled unless he really focuses. Your hand has traveled up to his hair, and damn did it always feel so good? Your fingers scratch at the back of his scalp, sending satisfying tingles through his body, making his brain feel pleasantly fuzzy. The little bit of clear thought and willpower Bakugou has left he uses to stop any sort of dopey grin from making its way across his face.

“-gonna start the movie.” He barely catches someone (Sero?) say before you’re suddenly pulling your hand away and moving to stand, leaving his side cold. Did it always feel so cold? He had to fight a small shiver.

Bakugou gathers the sense to shift around like everyone else, moving to his normal movie night seat, back against Kaminari’s bed, legs outstretched, waiting for you to sit in between them, your back against his chest.

His limbs feel heavy as he moves over; like he’s a little too aware of the fact that they're there. All his motions happening slower than he’d like, sluggish. But then you’re there, settling against him again, and the thoughts are forgotten with how warm and comfortable it feels to have you there. Something he’s always appreciated feels even better now.

Racoon Eyes hits the lights, and Dunce Face presses play.

“Sharknado, dude? Really?” Tape Arms groans as the movie starts.

Kirishima lets out an offended gasp, sitting up to defend his choice. “What’s wrong with Sharknado! It’s one of the best film series out there!”

Bakugou is just barely able to follow along, the conversation moving a bit fast for his brain to process. He wants to call Kirishima out for referring to it as a film, but they’ve already moved past that by the time he’s able to conjure the words.

“It has romance, action, adventure, comedy, explosions,” Kirishima insists, tapping his fingers as he ticks off things that would make everyone happy.

This feeling, Bakugou decides he doesn’t like. The inability to keep up. But he isn’t able to dwell on it because you start shushing everyone, “It’s starting!”

The dialogue is mostly lost on him, going in one ear and out the other, the same almost muffled effect persisting. Maybe it’s the quality of the movie, but the visuals look more interesting than he imagines they might have if he were in his right mind. While only half paying attention, Bakugou found himself mindlessly running his fingers across Kaminari’s shag carpet, and damn, it felt so soft. He’s never really taken notice of it before, but now, the texture was extremely pleasing. 

That had him curious. If this felt so good, what else might? His hand found your thigh under the blanket you had thrown over the two of you, your pajama shorts leaving much to be exposed and explored that he, sadly, couldn’t feel through his sweatpants.

Your skin is soft in a different way from the carpet, even more pleasing to his calloused fingertips. He gives a little squeeze - you shuffle a little, and he lets his hand lay flat again as you turn your head to whisper in his ear.

“How are you doing?”

It took a goddamned few seconds for the cogs in his brain to turn so he could process what you asked after you pulled back to look at him, waiting for an answer. He blinks, gathers his thoughts, then leans in to whisper back to you, trying not to attract any attention from the idiots, “Fine.” Then, he pauses, trying to explain the sluggish feeling, and ask if it’s normal, “Tired?”

You nod, but that’s not an answer. “Remember, three taps or just haul me up, and we can go.”

You wait for his slow nod before you turn back around to watch the movie.

You didn’t say if it was normal.

Was he not supposed to feel this slow? This groggy? He felt vulnerable. Could everyone see? How weak he was right now? Shit. Could he even use his quirk like this? If he had to fight, could he? His nerves are spiking. He can't stop it. The screen is a blur. He can't focus on what’s happening at all. Should he tap you? He thought you had been over-exaggerating the possibility of it giving him anxiety like this.

You had to be feeling his heart beating against your back, right? Why weren’t you saying anything? He shifted a little trying to make a decision between just standing and dragging you out or tapping you first. Before he can make the choice you turn to look back at him. He can easily focus on your face, the little worried furrow in your brow, the small part in your lips that lets him feel your breath against his face.

Kirishima shouts something at the screen, he catches a few words but has no context for them, and Kaminari groans loud in response. The others laugh a little, you're still looking at him. Bakugou squeezes your thigh again and gives a short nod.

Yeah, he’d rather be in his right mind, but if anything happened, even if he wasn’t at his best, you got him. Even if he hated admitting it, the whole group could handle it - anything that might happen.

His anxiety calmed again, he settled more comfortably against Kaminari’s bed, hand tracing patterns against your skin. He still didn't like the slowness, but the heightened senses he was enjoying. That thought was only reinforced when you handed him the extra spicy chips you'd picked out with him in mind. Anyone who didn’t like these had to be a complete fucking idiot, it was like an explosion of flavour in his mouth, then you handed him a Twinkie, at first he only got a taste of the chemicals and almost wanted to spit it out but that was quickly replaced by the sweetness with a hint of lemon that made him like these damn things so much. He kind of wanted to taste them together but refused to become that type of smoker stereotype. He also wanted to taste his own cooking like this.

“Want anything else?” You leaned back and turned around a little again to ask.

An even better thought came to his slow brain. He wanted to taste you feeling like this. Bakugou nodded slowly, then realized what you'd asked, and though he was very curious, he could wait for if he decided to do this again; or when he had more of an understanding of it (or for later if he still felt like this when you all headed to bed), he shook his head.

You raised an eyebrow, holding back an amused smile. “Yes or no?”

“M’good baby.” He settled on, instead of trying to figure out which way to move his head again.

“I can tell.” You held back a laugh, “You're honestly enjoying this a lot more than I thought you would.” Your hand found his still mindlessly playing with the fat of your thigh.

He pouted, but before he could form a response one of the idiots yelled, “How’s the baby doing?”

It took a few seconds for Bakugou to realize they were talking about him, but between you biting back a smile and the feeling of all eyes on him, he figured it out and shot back as fast as he could, much grumblier than he intended, “m’fuckin fine, fuck off.”

“Even weed can’t make him chill,” Sparky sighed.

Bakugou raised a middle finger, his responses coming a little faster now, or maybe everyone else was at his speed now?

There’s an explosion from the tv and then a knock on the door. His heart rate spikes. Oh fuck. They're gonna get in trouble. He’s gonna get kicked out. All-Might is gonna hate him, Deku’s really gonna be number one.

You must sense his panic because you squeeze his hand and lean forward to release some pressure from his chest.

The door creaks open and fucking Ponytail pops her head in. She wrinkles her nose at the smell, but when Ears makes grabby hands toward her, she just lets a smile cross her lips and walks in, closing the door behind her.

She settles in, then leans forward off the bed, and taps Bakugou on the shoulder. Shit. The two of them are usually the only sober ones in the room, she’s gonna wanna talk, ask for a movie recap or something, and there's no fucking way he can do that.

You must sense him tense (heightened feelings? Or would you always have been able to feel that?) because you turn around and, quicker than he can figure out how, you give Ponytail a smile and say. “There's not really a lot to follow - there’s a shark storm, and we’re watching the heroes try to stop it without dying or losing more people”

She darts her eyes between the two of you but must figure it out, smiles with a small thanks, and leans back to cuddle with Ears again.

Kirishima must overhear because he starts defending the movie again. 

Bakugou sees Mina on the floor painting her nails with much slower strokes than usual, Kaminari and Jirou have gotten into a poke war every few seconds poking the other without really looking away from the movie, Ponytail flicking her eyes from looking at Ears fondly and the screen, Sero’s put one ear bud in, tapping away at his phone (probably texting Icy-Hot) and Kirishima is yet to notice as he goes back to watching swaying a little with the background music playing at this scene. 

As Bakugou settles back this time, he doesn't even try to follow along just lets himself enjoy the atmosphere. You shift a little in his lap to be able to quietly whisper things to Momo every once in a while, and everything feels okay. He's not sure if he'll try getting high again, maybe just alone with you, but despite the brief moments of panic he feels calm now, he gets it, this is nice.

[yawn-junn]

YO IM BACK TO REQUEST ANOTHER SEUNGHEON MXM FIC (can u do prompt 5) CUZ i love seungheon sm BUT DO IT WHEN URE FREEEEEEEE (im the guy who requested two of the seungheon mxm fics 🙏) THANK YOU SO MUCH THOUGH ILY AND UR FICS

Late Night Kisses - Seungheon

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Omg yas just because I love writing these(and I'm in a really good mood rn-)imma write this early (a week early) anyway prompt 5 ok yeah I can the storyline for this was inspired by a BOYNEXTDOOR reaction I read earlier today it's short but at least it's something also can we talk Bout how good they look in the new trailer-

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TW: kissing : cursing (like once) :

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it was around 1:00am when you woke up Seungheon your reason being he didn't give you your night time kiss as he usually does and you can't sleep without it

"Seungheon...wake up.." you said lightly shaking him he rolled over to face you and grabbed on to your arm still asleep you sighed and tried to shake him awake for the 100th time in a row "Seungheon! WAKE TF UP!" you yelled in his ear you smiled in victory when he jumped awake

"What? What's wrong? Did something happen? Are you ok? Did you break an arm?-" he rambled on before you cut him off "well to answer your questions 1 you broke my heart 2 you didn't give me my nightly kiss 3 no I'm not ok I'm heart broken 4 no my arms are ok" you said giggling as you wiggled your arms around to show him

He sighed in relief before laying his head back down and sitting up again "then why? Why did you wake me up?" He said as he slightly pouted (the way I internally fangirled imagining that-) "You sir-" you said pointing at him "didn't give me my nightly kiss" you said his face dropped before a teasing smile appeared "Kiss? You want a kiss?" He asked before cooing at you

"Your so cute!!" He said grabbing your cheeks (face cheeks don't be weird) you swatted his hands away "ok never mind then I'll go ask Yungyu for one" you said trying to get up he was quick to hold you down "oh no you don't" he said grabbing your face and kissing everywhere "you have a lot of strength for a 16 year old" you said as you giggled

He rolled his eyes and layed his head on your chest "now go to bed" he said snuggling into you now feeling extremely tired you fell asleep from then on Seungheon would 'forget' your nightly kiss only to have that sweet moment again (he's just so ejrbeohs rksbdkdh)

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6-3-23

[mediocre-noodle]

THE DALLAS HEADCANONS. which ig are just fun facts:

“coffee or tea?” tea. sweet tea. bc i cant have coffee. gib headache :[ therefore he has to suffer w me

fav color: green probably. tis the color of life.

bites ice cream + popsicles

fav popsicle flavor is red n blue. fav sno cone is tigers blood + blue raspberry + piña colada

yes hes ticklish but he hates it. he laughs but its involuntary amd doesnt mean he likes it. he will start crying. he will kick you, he will bite you, he will shove you—get away from him. he said stop.

dallas LOVES attention. not random attention, like. from friends. like a cat…. exactly like a cat.

affection is iffy. he shows it in a neurodivergent way. he has trouble being around people or being touched soemtimes. he also may feel guilty when people buy him gifts. he loves it sm though. he craves it.

sleep normally 6-10 hrs per night. go to bed very late and wake up in afternoon.

loves celebrating his birthday. however i haven’t given him a canon bday yet. he is a pisces though bc aha i am.

if he ever adopts a pet, its most likely bc he got them from the streets or from a shelter. esp if the shelter was about to euthanize them or there was an old animal no one wanted.

do not ask if he wants alcohol. he is a minor. no he doesnt care that hes TECHNICALLY hundreds of thousands years old. that’s offensive. fuck off. die. (/j)

willing to share earbuds/headphones BUT only w close friends— NOT LENDING!! SHARE-ING!!!! one piece for you and one for him. all is right in the world. (you will listen to his songs. sometimes people have never heard of them bc theyre from years before they were posted)

can he keep a secret? of fucking course. no he totally won’t tell seraphina, pfff—OKAY WELL IT’S NOT LIKE THEY WON’T ALREADY FIND OUT—

know-it-all but not in a I KNOW MORE THAN YOU RAHHHH and “well actually!!”— more of ‘knows so many fucking things and drops facts randomly’

pancakes > waffles. chocolate chip with no syrup or butter.

indecisive. but also decisive. can never chose.

is NOT insecure abt his smile. smiles brightly and w lots of joy. no closed-mouth if hes very happy. no he doesnt care if his teeth may look yellow— bones are supposed to look that way

fucking loves flowers. GIVE THE MAN SOME FLOWRRS.

normally prefers sweet over savory. it differs depending on the day.

loves gardening. HATES dirt under his nails. HATES gloves. the duality of man.

!!!! claustrophobia, fear mazes/labyrinths (or places that seem like ones) (bc of the castle), and then imma project and say storms + tornadoes. not gonna say loud noises bc he isn’t like. irrationally afraid of them. they may trigger him and send him into a panic attack but not a phobia.

worries people bc he doesn’t eat as much as he should. not in an ED way, more as in he only eats if hes bored or craving food. Guides don’t need to eat.

he has a CPR license and does renew it often

list is always growing so wooo!!

HEADCANON TIME!!

i love coffee but tbh dallas is actually real for that. i would do many things for an ice cold sweet tea

green is such a good color

UGH dallas is real for those.. i want kona ice now :/ (have u had kona ice before?)

UGH I HATE TICKLING but im so susceptible… hes just like me fr…..

projecting our sleep schedules onto our original characters i see

happy birthday dallas!! no established birthday means that everyday is his birthday

hhghgh i want to draw dallas with a really old dog now…

LMAOOOO hes a minor at heart… forever…

“dude this songs a banger!! no its not on spotify. yeah it wont be for another 30 years. you should listen to it tho”

he would see a cool bug and name its genus on the spot

he deserves so many good things i want to give him a hug (if he would be ok with it) OUGH

[ventismacchiato]

I question my existence bc of the Shrek fics (write a part 2 pookie)

ok i cant find part 1 so imma just make a new plot 😍

SHREK X SCARA 😈

Shrek scowled as he watched Scaramouche talk it up with Fiona. They’d both attended the banquet as a couple but he hasn’t spoken a single word to his boyfriend all night. It was rather pathetic, how much he craved the other’s attention.

He was always rather skeptical of their relationship, continuously being the one to put in more work. Scara rarely came home early these days, staying out late and going to bed as soon as he came home. Occasionally he would give Shrek a quick handjob in the kitchen before work, but that wasn’t enough.

Hes never mentioned this to his partner, but ogres have to cum twenty times a week or they get sick. It’s very serious and deadly (source: me). Jerking himself off just wasn’t doing it anymore…

Shrek could die!

Which is why when the banquet finally ended and they drove home, Shrek was hard as a rock. Scara, on the other hand, was exhausted from talking to everyone but his lovely boyfriend.

“You tired?” Shrek asked as they walked into their home.

“Obviously,” Scara scoffed as he shoved past Shrek and into their bedroom.

Shrek frowned as he did so. He was hard, goddamnit! Being a man was tough.

Before he knew it he fell to his knees. The room was spinning fr 😰! He croaked out his lover’s name but died before he could finish. rip. fly high.

The next morning Scara woke up refreshed, probably because Shrek didn’t sleep in the bed. Ogres stinked to be honest.

He walked into the hallway and stopped. Shrek was on the floor, lying face down. Scara gave him a little kick and bent down to examine his boyfriend.

Shrek was…dead!

Scara screamed!!! Another betrayal!!!!

like and comment and subscribe for pt 2 😈

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

(Since I can't find a post that give me the option to ask you to info dump)

✨️: Do you have anything that you would want to share about your character(s), but just haven't told yet?

SKY YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE UNLEASHING RN BUT I LOVE YOU FOR IT AND IM GIVING YOU SO MANY FACE KISSES

OK OK IMMA USE MY RISE GOOBERS FOR THIS ASK >:D I have so many rambles for them AHAHAHAHAHA

During the colder weather (from late fall through winter and early spring), while the kids brumate, they tend to cling to sources of warmth a lot... Especially after Tamsin and Don go to sleep they share the same bed with the kids through the months to make sure they stay it safe sleeping positions, since the boys don't have shells like their sisters, they curl into themselves and roll onto their stomachs, so Don and Tams make sure they don't get caught in any pillows or blankets so they can't breath.

ANYWAY back to the warmth thing 🙌 Tamsin tends to become a personal heater at night, and most likely wakes up covered in little bodies while getting some of the most awful hot flashes she's ever had in older age+motherhood combined. But can she do anything? Nope.

But you know what's worse than a bunch of little warm bodies adding to your excruciating body heat? Your cold-blooded husband is adding to the bunch. 🙃

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When Tamsin was pregnant with Galileo, Donnie had noticed how excited and happy she was through the whole thing- not that she wasn't content or delighted with her first few! But she just seemed to glow this time around.

She'd go to town with Karai, and April to go look for fabric for clothes, or toys, or She'd excitedly remind and tell her boys that they're going to have another baby brother she just knew it!

So Donnie couldn't help but ask why she was so chipper from day to night through everything, even the morning sickness and swollen ankles she always seemed to have a smile.

And she looked at him and said: "Cause I get to try again. I getting be a mom all over again... In a better time, in a better life... We can finally add to our family without having to worry about a bigger home, or food rations. We finally have a perfect home, for a perfect family."

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A lot of people don't know, but when Karai was about four or so, she got super clingy to Tamsin, and would follow her around and cuddle/nuzzle into her armpit or in the crook of her chest or into the plush skin of her stomach. Tamsin was a bit confused with the sudden burst of affection, but wrapped it up to just being a kid, and kids are clingy. One thing that was weird was if Tamsin went somewhere without Kay, (I.E bathroom, shower, missions, ect.) She'd go into a fit- so much so even Donnie couldn't help.

Again, they just assumed it was her being clingy... Until the morning sickness started, and the little sign of menstruation coming around anytime soon. 😳

[justanotherstarlightmonger]

Piece of peace ch 7

Clear skies.

Summary: Park Jimin and Min Yoongi had forgone the city life months ago, opting to settle into their dream cottage in the woods born of dreams and furnished with love. And it was always going to be them. Until the biggest thunderstorm of the year carried an unexpected guest to their door smack dab in the middle of them living their isolated dream

Pairing: Yoongi x Jimin, Yoongi x Jimin x reader

Wc: 1k

Warnings: Yoonmin kissing shouldn't really be a warning but ok, Jimin being suggestive, OC is a shy bean.

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Tagging: @themochiverse

A/n: Hobi's goodiebag is due, but I had to post this first. It's so soft. Imma die.

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You slept in a bit the next day. It was easy, really. You had sat talking to Jimin for quite some time in hushed whispers and muffled laughs, and somewhere along the way, you had snuck underneath your comforter. Soon after, Jimin had insisted you sleep and had, for the first time tucked you in before going back to bed.

So when you woke up the next morning, you expected everyone to still be asleep since Yoongi slept in late usually and Jimin had gone to bed late too. 

Clearly, that wasn’t the case because as soon as you stepped close to the kitchen you could hear scuffling and something being pushed along the counter. You frowned and peeked in, and had to hold back a gasp and pulled yourself back, mortified in embarrassment.

Jimin had had Yoongi pushed up on the counter, arms wrapped around his waist as he stood between the older’s legs and had his tongue clearly halfway down the other’s throat. Thankfully, they had been a bit too busy devouring each other to notice your little peek. You felt your cheeks burning, and before you could step away you heard a soft sigh from Jimin as he said, “You’re so needy this morning, do you want me to take you back to bed?” 

“Why do you have to go to work again so soon?” Yoongi whined.

And his voice was deeper than the thunder that rumbled last night, which was a strange combination, but told you that he had also just woken up.

Jimin laughed deeply. “It was a storm, not a vacation love.”

“I want a vacation.” Yoongi’s voice was muffled against Jimin’s neck probably as you heard soft kisses follow. 

You ran back to the living room and made a whole show of pretending to wake up so that they could hear. This time when you went to the kitchen, with very deliberate heavy steps which could be excused to sleepiness, you were relieved to see them on opposite sides of the counter, though both their faces were flushed pink. 

You were certain your own face was pink, and there was a strange buzzing all over your body, but you smiled at them. 

“Good morning! Sleep well?” Jimin asked.

“Mhmm.” you took a seat and nodded. 

Suddenly, you didn’t feel too good. You blinked and reached for a glass of water, meeting Yoongi’s eyes as he handed it to you, a strangely soft look in his feline eyes. You shook your head slightly and downed the water. Yoongi finally spoke, “What would you like for breakfast, y/n-ie?”

“Um, whatever you’re having.” you looked at their bowls of what seemed to be oats and fruit. It looked amazing.

After he’d gotten you a bowl, Jimin took his own seat and the three of you began to eat in silence, the soft sunlight and the clean interior making the ambience straight out of some drama. 

“Jiminie has to go to work today.” Yoongi told you, and you smiled at the slightly pissed undertone his words carried.

“You don’t sound too pleased with it.” you teased naturally. 

Jimin laughed into his bite.

“I’m not.” Yoongi frowned. “I get lonely when he’s gone.”

Your heart melted. You knew that feeling all too well.

“But you won’t be alone, y/n is here isn’t she?” Jimin mediated. 

Actually—” you began, and stopped in the same moment as two pairs of eyes regarded you. “Um…” you began again, “I think I should leave too. The storm’s passed and I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”

Jimin threw a look at Yoongi who was biting his lip, clearly not impressed by the idea. “But we like having you here.” Yoongi said softly.

This would be harder than you thought. 

“I like being here too. It’s the closest to home I’ve ever-” you voice broke, “-felt.”

“Then why leave, little one?” Jimin asked kindly.

Tears pricked your eyes. This conversation had sprung out of the blue, but it’d be nice to get it out of the way. 

“I don’t think I’m your responsibility. And I ran away coz I wanted to be free, so I don’t want to stop here.” you nodded.

The last part was a lie. Yes, you had wanted to be free no doubt, but you had felt so free here the past couple of days. Not to mention the fact that all this time, there had been the almost foreign sense of safety this place had held for you. You didn’t want to leave, but these people were completely happy and so in love already. There was no place for you here. 

“We won’t stop you if you really want to go y/n.” Yoongi spoke up stronger this time, his usual firmer tone coming back, “But I would like you to maybe stay a few more days. If not for yourself then just to keep me company.”  Just to realize how you fit right in he told himself as he looked at Jimin for reassurance that was always there, in the form of a gentle nod this time.

Stay? A few days more? That couldn’t be too bad right? You had nowhere to be, afterall.

“Yoongi loves the forest. You can explore here for a few days. Think of it as a little vacation in your adventure.” Jimin offered, his smile in place. That damned smile. Always had you smiling back, even if you had tears in your eyes. 

“A few more days then.” You nodded and both of them clapped their hands, causing you to giggle.

“You really don’t want me to go?” you asked again.

“Nope.” Jimin popped his ‘p’ and then looked at Yoongi fondly, “And I don’t wanna go either now, if you both will spend the day frolicking in the forest.”

Yoongi’s eyes widened. “I don’t frolic.” he frowned. 

“Of course you don’t meow meow.” Jimin cooed. Your heart melted again. Yoongi really was a little cat wasn’t he? But you agreed. Yoongi was hardly the type to frolick. He more often waddled around the house, or spent time in his study writing. 

“Don’t call me that.” he mumbled crossly and Jimin laughed. 

“Y/n, you tell me. Isn’t he a little cat?” Jimin egged on.

“Y/n, don’t you dare!” Yoongi warned.

“I’m sorry Jimin, I have to spend the day with him, and I don’t want him feeding me poisonous berries.” you shrugged. 

All three of you burst out laughing at that, and your heart hurt softly. You really didn’t want to leave. 

[thewholecrew]

@headstrongblake said: [ 📞 ] ‘ are you still there? ’ / o & kass

ever since starting college she had tried as much as she could to stop by octavia's at least for an hour or two but usually for the night if grant wasn't there. but tonight unfortunately she had to study and instead of going to visit opted to talking with octavia on the phone. they'd been talking for hours on and off, sometimes silence on one side then the other while kassy focused on studying and octavia dozed in and out of sleep.

but by now it was late and the words on the page were starting to blurr together. with a groan, kassy closed her textbooks and pushed them away, rubbing her eyes with a heavy sigh. "alright, that's it. i'm done, i can't even see the words anymore, it all just looks like chicken scratch." when octavia replied on the phone talking about how kassy studied far longer than she should have anyways, she gave a tired laugh. "too true, bitch, too true.... ugh," as she rose from her seat on the couch she arched her back side to side as it popped and cracked, "fuck sake did you hear that? sounding like a 80 year old over here," she huffed.

"you should be sleeping, shouldn't you? is grant staying over there tonight?" she asked as she began to disrobe in her bedroom. yanking on pjs, she turned her lights off and went to check that her front door was locked. it was when she saw the shadow. the hall lights in her building was always on and a small sliver could always be seen under the door yet tonight, it looked like something was blocking it and she froze. octavia spoke in her ear but she heard nothing but her heartbeat pounding in her chest, the sound of blood pumping in her ears. she froze, stood in her kitchen away from the door and said not a word, wasn't even sure she was breathing.

are you still there? kass? did you fall asleep?

she took a step back only to hit the corner of the table beside her couch, cursing as she dropped her phone. turning she went to pick it up and steady the table as it shook, "fuck, ow, yeah, just tripped..." she said quietly before turning back to the door. but.. the light was there, nothing was obstructing it. she blinked. rubbed her eyes again as her heart continued to race. you okay? octavia's groggy voice drew her from her panic as she quickly went to the door to double check it was locked, hesitating at the peephole before shaking her head. she was just seeing things. she was exhausted, she was sure. "fuck, o... i'm fine but i need to go to bed... minds playing tricks on me i swear it..."

with a yawn, she stretched before getting into bed and plugging her phone in the charger beside her. "alright, i love you bitch, you fucking got this okay?" she told her with a sleepy smile. "yes, yes, me too, thank you---well listen, whether i think imma flunk this test or not we are so celebrating it tomorrow cuz it's fuckinnn fridayyyy. text me your favourite treats and i'll pick em up on the way over, kay? ok, love you, tell grant i said hi---i know, just to fuck with him," she grinned as she got cozied up. "haha, bye.."

[absolutelynotsanebaby]

Helloo! Any Cole headcanons you would like to share? :3 I'm completely OBSESSED with the way you draw him !!

It's late 4 me so srry if these kinda suck or whatevr lmaao. I'm glad u like my cole design that makes me happy :)<3

- favorite flower are calla lillies

- because *I* like X-Ray Spex that means HE likes x-ray spex. No I don't make the rules

- big big fear of being abandoned and forgotten. For. Obvious reasons:)

- when it comes 2 his dad his feelings are largely positive after they reconnect but in some ways, he can still feel all that resentment deep in his chest. That kidna thing doesn't really go away. All 2 say he loves him buy sometimes struggles 2 pick up the phone when Lou calls him.

- when he was little he was a sleep kid up until he Wasn't. He used to dance a lot with Lily. Lou has tapes of it actually!

- likes Mexican breads because I'm Mexican and I say so.

- one of the older of all the ninja.

- he and Jay used to stay up late watching movies late at night praying Wu wouldn't watch them (<- inspired by a fic....I think by one of the first in the lost souls trilogy)

- I strongly associate him with death if that means anything JAJKAKQAM

Ok that's all I have! I'm tired so imma go mimis but have a goodnight cole doodle <3

[sunshine-on-marz]

Gahhh cute cute cute

I've got skl tmrw and it's late here so imma go sleep but ty for the brainrot it has really lifted my mood sm <3

🎸anon

Ah ok have a great night and I’m glad you feel better!

[xxkay1asw0rldxx]

Shitpost!*~ (FNAF!!)

@xojosii wanted me to make another shitpost so this is for you! <3

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FNAF SB:

( As they walk in)

Percy: "Hey guys i have a bad feeling about this, i mean this is the Freddy Fazbear Entertainment.."

Tori: "Yea me too.. plus we have to go through Glamrock Chica, Roxanne Wolf, Montgomery Gator, Sundrop, and Moondrop!"

Zenja: "Don't forget Vanny.. what a bitch."

Yumi: "Hey it's not her fault its Glitchtrap's."

Jinx: "Hey don't worry guys i brought my Duffle bag with me! so we should be good."

Spencer, touching Jinx's face: "Well look at you being helpful~"

Lilac & Yumi: "Back off Bitch."

Spencer, letting go: "What's the problem??~"

Yumi, rolling up her sleeves: Oh i'll tell you what the problem is-

( just before he could hurt him..)

Intercom: Ladies and gentleman, thank you for visiting and we hope you enjoyed the show!*~ Freddy and the gang are pretty tired, but they'll be back next week after a few days of special maintenance! Please make your way to the front of the building where you will be given novelty glasses, a voucher for one free soda refill, and where you will sign a legal disclaimer releasing us of all liability for anything that might have happened during your visit. Have an awesome night, and we'll see you again soon!!!

Gordon: "Everyone in Freddy's room now!"

( In Freddy's room)

James: "Ok let's get shit star-"

Glamrock Freddy: "What are you doing here.. (scan everyone) its seems you all are not on the guest list.. funny."

Lilac: Freddy we have to hide the security lady is after us!

Glamrock Freddy: " that is Vanessa, she can help you!"

Yumi: "No she won't.."

Spencer: "Before we start all of this could you please find a way to communicate without talking so loudly?!?!"

Glamrock Freddy: "Here is a novelty Freddy Fazwatch for everbody, we can use this to communicate for now."

( Time skip : * about to enter the daycare*)

Thomas, teasing: "Hey, Jinx we're about to see a twin version of you!"

Yumi:" Oh come on Thomas, but it's true not gonna lie...-"

Lilac: "For the love of God."

(Everyone slides down)

Henry: He we go in 3. 2.. 1.

Sundrop: HOOO HOOO HOOO!

( Sun dives in )

Sundrop, picking up Jinx: Hellloooo! New friend! you're sure up late! Are we having a slumber party?? You brought so many friends!!

Jinx: "Put me down... please."

Sundrop: "Sorry about that i'm just so excited!~"

Sundrop: "Oh i know we can finger paint, tell stories, drink FizzyFaz until our heads ex-PLODE and stay up all night!"

Gordon: "That does sound fun but-"

Sundrop: "There is only one rule: Keep the lights on, ON, on.."

Spencer, about to turn off the lights: "FUCK IT ALL."

Sundrop & Jinx: "NOO DON'T."

Sundrop: "NOO I WARNED YOU, I WARNED YOU."

Lilac: "this is about to get wild.."

Moondrop: "Naughty, naughty boy..."

Moondrop: "Its past your bedtime~"

Jinx: "RUNNN!!!"

( a few mins later..)

( Jinx and Lilac were hiding together)

Jinx: "Shit, shit, shit..-"

Moondrop: "I hear a sound!~"

*Jinx and Lilac cover their mouths*

Sundrop: "i its probably just a mouse...-"

Moondrop: "I see them in the dark."

Sundrop: "I only saw a spark..."

Moondrop: "I know there's someone there."

(Jinx, starts tearing up)

Sundrop: "Not as far as i'm aware."

Moondrop: "Why don't you believe me?"

Moondrop: "Maybe your right.."

Sundrop: "It's just another night."

Moondrop: "But i heard a creak!!"

(Jinx starts crying)

Lilac: "Shh.."

Sundrop: "Just go back to sleep."

Moondrop: "Im always quick to... RAGE."

Sundrop: "So go back to your stage!"

Moondrop, Smirking: " It's louder!!"

(*Moon finds them*)

Moondrop: "RUN."

(Jinx grabs her gun)

"BANG!!"

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BRO THIS TOOK HOURS *CRII*

imma make part 2 btw!

~*Your favorite arsonist, Jinx*-