#smh he cute though

[sysig]

Caughtcha, gotcha, not letting go ♥ (Patreon)

[clownsuu]

I love them, he's so gender

I want to be her friend

YEAHHHH G E. N D. E E R. R R

[bad-appl]

hiiii, could you write something fluffy (you can pick the scenario) for ging? he’s so underrated

HII YES I LOVED WRITING THIS. Sory it took so long to get back to you!! I had a really busy day but here you go :3

You sat at a rather large table, the other 11 zodiacs surrounding you. They were discussing something that didn’t seem all that important to you right now, not that you could focus anyway, you hadn’t gotten much the night beforehand and it was noticeable. Pariston had already pulled you aside to ask if you were doing alright, and you had to make up a poor excuse that he could see right through. He told you to take it easy but it was hard to do that while running on thirty minutes of sleep, it felt like you would pass out any minute now.

You we’re zoned all the way out until a tap on your shoulder made you jump out of it, you whipped your head over to your right side to be met with the face of Ging, he stared at you for a second before taking your hand and leading you out near the door, “Me and Y/N will be excused from now on.” He said in a stern tone, you just accepted it, not wanting to be in the room with 10 other chattering robots mixed in with the bright lights which gave you migraines.

He gave no time for the others to argue before pulling you out into the hallway, he stopped and turned you towards him, “How much sleep did you get last night?” he questioned sternly, you stayed silent for a moment before speaking up “A few hours..why?” you said obviously lying. He scoffed at you before dragging you once again “I’m not stupid, don’t lie to me.” he pulled you around a few corners before eventually bringing you into a room which contained a small couch, and other things such as a mini fridge and so on.

He sat down on the couch and pulled you down to it with him, you were shocked by his oddly affectionate behavior, had he always been like this? He was as stern as always, but something in his eyes seemed to soften for a moment, as he pulled you to lay down on him “Sleep.” he spoke up once again, this time he wasn’t asking. You accepted it and laid your head down on his lap as you closed your eyes, drifting off to sleep almost immediately.

He looked down at you occasionally as he moved your hair out of your face while you slept, rubbing your shoulders to provide a sense of safety and comfort. He scoffed at himself, why was he being so affectionate towards someone that he barely knew? Only god knows what softened him that day, but from then on he would always have an eye on you no matter what, always watching and observing your behaviors to make sure you were doing alright, and you appreciated the fact you had someone looking out for you.

+ a small typo while writing up some rough draft ideas of this ask ….. we love gingerbread!..

[meanderingtext]

little details I liked from the new clip:

1. Eva and Sara unintentionally matching with star earrings - they WERE best friends, it makes complete sense. Evas being bigger and neon (i want them so badly btw) also makes sense in her arc - trying to prove herself to her new friend group and jakov simultaneously. She’s putting more pressure on herself, while Sara, who has the upper hand in this scene chooses to accesorise with something still unique but more subtle

2. Nora’s outfit ATE but WHY didn’t she follow eva after she ran off?? clearly upset? I know she couldn’t in order to set up the plot but she followed her literally moments before. Tbf thinking about it now maybe she wanted to give her space but given the context and a clearly overwhelming environment like it seemed a bit a strange.

3. Nix BEFORE he kissed eva. Trying to comfort her by being silly, asking if she wanted water or a friend and if he could stay - atleast he didn’t immediately jump at the chance to take advantage of the situation like some of his past namesakes. Made me like him a bit more before I met ines, of course.

4. I’ve been a bit confused about the characters supposedly being in their second year of high school, but being born in 2008 (as that would make them 16-17 instead of 15-16). I’d put it down to either the Croatian school system being different or the characters simply being aged up but Ines is in 3rd grade and not a senior, so it appears to follow the normal system?? If anyone is Croatian and could clear this up would very much appreciate it 😭😭

[hummingbirdsinjune]

Tinn 🤝 Tinn's Dad

[verflares]

btw i'm sure this is nothing new on account of it having been well over 6 months by now since totk released and we had the no dlc bomb dropped. but i wasnt posting back then so idc ^_^

anyway the funniest thing about totk is no kass 100%. like. what happened to him. they dont even mention him by NAME and the only time hes ever even really mentioned is penn talking about him like this distant legendary figure and not like some guy who was playing his accordion in the woods. i hope amali divorced him

[ghostboyhood]

guys not to be a little insane but i danced w this cute guy at my last concert i went to and i found his insta and holy shit yall.

[hopeworth]

no because the prophecy child/great evil as minato’s reason for sealing the kyuubi into his newborn is so much more boring compared to the other reason he gave which is that it was his duty. kushina begged him to let it die with her because she didn’t want to inflict her life on her son but minato was acting as a hokage before a father because it was (as he knows it) his duty as much as the jinchuriki’s to guard the kyuubi and if he has to sacrifice his son and martyr himself to do it then so be it.

[knockoff-francie-nolan]

like she has no respect for anyone but herself and adam like stfu

[microwavepopcorn]

[swordmaid]

gale confessing to her and she is like 🥺

[killuaisaprincess]

Me opens up my email sees new follower 

Me gets the beer ready for another porn bot

It’s not 

[ofhope]

“Are you a blanket? Because I love when you’re on top of me.” ( aventurine to veritas ♡ )

"Perhaps in your own mind, that is my current state of being."

Veritas could applaud the experimentation that went into his hypothesis, at least, having all but forced the doctor to engage.

(He was strong enough to resist. Strong enough to jerk free of Aventurine's pull, to not allow himself to be puppeteered... at what point had he become a listless lab rat?)

This would be comical from a perceived distance. Blank features staring into fiery, impassioned eyes, giddy with the prospect of having gotten what he desired. Held up by will, for if Dr. Ratio the want-to, he could easily crush the man beneath him... a quirk in his brow: Aventurine would entertain the request, knowing his less-than-caring tendencies. With a breath, his forehead lowered, his posture lessened... huddled just above, Veritas brought his limbs nearer, slacked the space betwixt them.

"This is pointless to ask, however... are you happy now?"

[zombiesama]

God one of my fave teachers from highschool was at the library today and I was too chicken to say 'hey I know you!' bc I've changed so much there's no way he'd recognize me + he knew me as [deadname] / [deadnickname] and I was just vaguely Not CisHet back then instead of being a flaming queer like I am now

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

awwww this one was really cute 🥺 thank you for the tag my quinnie ( @madaqueue ) …. :3c

i ended up making one of me and the golden boy sugarplum love of my life <3 + me and the . Man…..

no pressure tags: you >:3 in particular (open tags)!!

bringing kokushibo a hair tie at work because his snapped (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)

picrew | tagging : @flametrashira @oceaneyesinla @everynya ( with a smooch from your kny fav )

[nmakii]

GETTING CAUGHT IN THE MOMENT… LIPSTICK ON YOUR FACE

— alastor + lucifer + vox getting caught with lipstick stains all over them…

— generally gn!reader. guys can wear lipstick too smh

hehe i got a new lip tint (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵) maybe alastor’s part is a little self-projected

— alastor

alastor himself isn’t one for physical affection. in fact, the thought itself makes him feel dirty. someone else’s skin against his… eugh…

though, when it came to you, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself; hands clawing and playing with your hair, wrapping his arms around your neck, pinching your cute cheeks, holding your hand… it’s almost as if he’d double-die without you near!

and the only thing he’d enjoy more than that would be having his affection reciprocated; interlocking your arm with his, a surprise hug from behind, a kiss on the cheek, they are all more than appreciated! especially the thing about kissing…

a kiss from you is simply just exhilarating. the suddenness yet sweetness of it, it’s truly the purest form of love, regardless of if it’s familial, romantic, or platonic— it’s the purest expression of your love for another person.

so, just imagine alastor’s reaction to your new lipstick, strawberry red to give your lips a glossy color, yet still light enough to appear natural. the pretty hue of red complimenting your face features perfectly by giving it the color it needs as to not appear pale.

absolutely gorgeous. so confusing how a simple amount of color could make you look as if you were an angel from heaven itself. you quite literally took his breath away from just applying a new lipstick…

at some point, alastor had reached some sort of limit when he finally caved into his inner desires, bringing you to a secluded place in the hotel, his hands moving to your hips and hair.

he couldn’t wait any longer to place his lips on your’s, your lipstick smearing all over his thin lips. kissing him from his cheeks to his jawline, leaving light pink stains all over his skin.

he groaned at the feeling of wet lipstick all over his face, and at the same time reveled in the ways you are telling everyone that the only one who could see the radio demon in such a needy and doe-like state would be you; he’d be yours to fool around with, and yours to do however you’d see fit. just as you are his— no one else’s. the smeared lipstick on the side of your lips should send that as a statement enough to whatever lowlife hooligan would even attempt to sweep you off your feet.

when the two of you had returned, it was a strange sight to say the least… alastor’s face and jaw covered with pink lips, and you with your lipstick smudged and smeared off your lips, instead all over you neck.

“well, uh… you two look like ‘ya had lot’sa fun…” angel said monotonously, awkwardly trying to keep up conversation. “ohh, most certainly!” alastor grinned, his transatlantic accent popping through the radio static.

he knows he could’ve wiped it off… he has a handkerchief in his back pocket, he could’ve easily saved himself that awkward conversation.

but, he didn’t.

could you blame him? he wants all of hell to know that both you and him off-limits for good.

— lucifer

when many imagine the king of hell, it’s hard to think he’d be a social piranha. the same case had gone for you.

who knew lucifer was still as pure of heart as he was during his time in heaven? and who knew he’d fall for someone so easily after the sudden disappearance of his wife?

when he saw you, it was practically love at first sight! your big eyes, your shiny hair, and those big pretty lips of yours that he just wanted to kiss so badly…

he listened carefully as charlie introduced you to him, trying to remember every detail about you and every feature on your face, stuttering over his words once it was time to speak for himself.

and somehow, despite his meekness towards you and your awkwardness whenever he was around, you two ended up in a relationship— with the help of vaggie and charlie’s meddling in pushing you two together.

the two of you loved each other, of course… but it was always hard to express. the only way lucifer knew how to show his love was through his presence and gifts. he wasn’t hell’s greatest kisser, but he tries.

and, today— it was your 5 month anniversary… quite a long time, the hotel’s been good so far, no major threats other than one of cherri bomb’s occasional explosions. and because of how long it’s been, you decided to do something a little special… put on some relatively expensive clothes and make-up your face a little bit.

when lucifer saw you all dolled up, he was honestly a little stunned. lips as red as an apple, hair as soft as silk, the words were stuck in his mouth. “w- er- wow..! i’m not dressed up or anything— agh, this is awkward..” lucifer muttered. “hey, it’s ok… this was a surprise for you, y’know?” you said, comforting him slightly.

��you look… stunning today” he smiled, carefully putting down his anniversary present for you on his work desk, still wrapped in a red ribbon. he made his way to you, hands making their way to your cheeks to softly cup them as he gently leaned into you for a kiss.

he released a breath he didn’t know he had been holding as you kissed his face all over, as if healing the wounds of his past with his present. his banishment into hell, lilith’s abandonment, they all didn’t matter anymore, you are the present and the future.

he wrapped his arms around your waist in a hug as he kissed your forehead, the residual lipstick from his lips smeared onto you.

lucifer laughed awkwardly before using his finger to carefully rub off the pink stains on your forehead. “haha… c’mon, i got a dinner reservation in the lust ring tonight…” he laughed, interlocking his arm with yours.

“don’t you wanna take off that lipstick on your face first?” you raised an eyebrow at him. “i mean… i dont minddd… so, it’s only if you wanna take if off” his eyes wandered, his cheeks growing flustered “hmm… nah. i want everyone to know you belong to me now.” you grinned mischievously.

and when the two of you walked out of the hotel lobby, charlie went to wish you a safe trip and happy anniversary before she noticed the stains on her dad’s face. “err… dad..? you gotta a little something there…” charlie muttered as she pointed all over his face. “ah..? yeah, i know” he laughed it off, proudly showing off to hell how hopelessly devoted he is to you.

— vox

vox was a busy man. from having many public appearances, to coming up with new ideas for voxtek, to putting out valentino’s temper tantrums, he barely had the time for romance.

barely. he loved you, truly. he keeps you dear to his heart, no matter how busy he’d be, vox would still make time for you late at night.

everyone had known you, why wouldn’t they? you’re the partner of one of the most influential overlords in hell, that’s a feat that is amazing to accomplish, dating vox in itself has made you into a sort of local celebrity; causing you to be invited to many galas, parties, and occasional raves.

and tonight happened to be the night of one of those parties. zestial had invited you to a formal dinner party, an all star guest list filled by many of the goetic princes, various overlords in hell, and other local hellborns such as verosika mayday.

“please, voxxx? just this once, it’s only like 3 hours!” you grumble as your apply a coat of ruby red over your lips, checking your appearance in the bathroom mirror. “i can’t.. i have a 5:00 with val and velvette, then after that, a board meeting about new gadgets to release…” vox groaned, already pissed about the day ahead.

“fine then, your loss.” you pouted, rolling your eyes as you left the bathroom and into the bedroom. “holy shit…” vox sighed out. “you look… really good, my love.” he walked over to you, his hands moving to your body, outlining the clothes’ stitching as he recognized it to be the one he had custom-made for you.

your hands rested on vox’s shoulders, forcibly making him lean over a bit before leaving various kiss stains all over his screen.

vox visibly tensed as his screen started glowing a bright teal, showing his clear embarrassment as pink smudges fogged his screen.

his breath heaved as his hands moved all around your body, desperate to find some kind of relief to his pent-up stress.

ending your kiss attack all too soon on his lips, you pulled away, your lips slightly pale now as you grinned at him. “spend the day looking like that and i’ll give you more after work” you winked, taking your belongings and leaving out the door, leaving a flustered vox in your bedroom, covered with lipstick stains.

“vox… the fuck is going on with your face?” velvette snarled. “it looks as if you got fucking mauled by a bear pretending to be a woman.” she yelled, her british accent making her trip over some consonants.

vox sighed, hearing valentino mutter some sort of dirty comparison of vox to a prostitute. “instead of focusing on me, why don’t you put your efforts into our agenda today?” vox frowned, his tone clearly saying that he’s holding himself back from releasing a flood of curses onto the two…