#the shining yap session

[ab3lixa]

guys what if "the shining" was called "the squishing" and everything was replaced with squishy plushies

[gnatisverybored]

Leonid being a mix of masculinity and femininity just makes a lot of sense to me… tall, deep voice, yet a slender body and pretty face, a supposedly girlish heart…

Like, physically, I feel like he’s got that sort of Dionysus pretty-outside-of-gender vibe, which totally makes sense. Leonid not adhering to a gender binary just fits his character. There’s no way the man who’s all “Time is a manmade construct blah blah” doesn’t also view gender as merely a human concept, something that has no real meaning to him and is therefore beneath him. Hell, he’s never wearing an outfit that doesn’t have some sort of long flowy robe like design to it, which (even though clothing has no inherent gendered meaning to it) can be interpreted as a mix of masculine and feminine qualities put into his clothes that make him lack a definitive connection to any particular gender. I didn’t really mean to start rambling, but like… as someone who feels a strong detachment from gender as a concept, I feel like I see that in Leonid and his design. It’s hard to put all my thoughts into words, but hopefully my rambling made some sort of sense.

[wordwizards]

the good news is i have finally relaxed after like 5 weeks. due to clearing some stuff off my plate at last

the bad news is after being calm for like 2 seconds i have become extremely exhausted.......so good night

[jameslongforjimshortforgabriel]

every single song that passes my brain goes "okay this is my new favorite heathers song" since our love is god. then there came my dead gay son and i was like "okay this is my new favorite heathers song" then there came seventeen and i was like "okay this is my new favorite heathers song" then there came shine a light and i was like "okay this is my new favorite heathers song" then there came lifeboat and i was like "okay this is my new favorite heathers song" then-

[bathtub-boxie]

"If Mr. Sun can't shine, nor can Mr. Moon."

[saltcxrcle]

meddle about ── . ✶ s. winchester

summary: you have a date night with sam and he gets tipsy (and horny)

pairings: established sam winchester x reader, sam winchester x fem! reader warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, no use of 'y/n', porn with very little plot, fluff, mentions of drinking, tipsy reader and sam, smut, oral fem! receiving, unprotected p in v sex, a sprinkle of a praise kink, aftercare, title is a chase atlantic song of the same name, kinda edited; all mistakes are my own word count: 1.7K a/n: i just need to have tipsy sex with sam RN, this was inspired by an ask blondie (@ohsc ugh i miss them dearly T-T) sent me a while back but i was reminded of it recently and decided that i needed to write it. lowkey sped run writing this bc intended it to be a blurb but i love to yap so enjoy the one shot! sam winchester masterlist

SAM USUALLY DOESN’T drink a lot, preferring to stay level-headed and coherent enough to watch out for you and Dean when the three of you go out. There are times when he indulges himself after a successful hunt and gets tipsy, but he is usually sobered up by the end of the night. 

Tonight was different though; the two of you had a date night, which was far and in between considering how often the three of you went out on hunts across the country. But lately, monster appearances were scarce, and other hunters were sent to take care of them. But you were starting to get stir-crazy within the bunker. So Sam took the two of you out on a nice dinner date, having gotten a reservation at one of the nicer restaurants in Lebanon.  

The both of you indulged in the drinks that the restaurant was serving, having copious amounts of wine—which always managed to make Sam a giggly and a happy drunk, his cheeks flushed and a dopey smile on his face. 

You were the one who drove back to the bunker since instead of having one last glass like Sam did, you had some water instead, sobering you up quite a bit. You were glad to see that Sam was letting loose for once and that the tension that he always held in his shoulders had dissipated. But once you got back to the bunker, Sam clung onto you and peppered kisses on your face and neck, stopping the two of you from heading to your room by pinning you against the cool walls of the bunker and pulling you into multiple small makeout sessions. 

You laughed against his lips at his sloppy kisses—they were usually more coordinated and precise. But tipsy Sam was eager and uncaring, but his kisses never lacked passion, whether it was a slow and sweet kiss or a lustful and dirty kiss. 

You managed to finally make it to your shared room with your boyfriend. You weren’t as tipsy as Sam, but you had a pleasant buzz thrumming through you, and you could feel that your face was flush with warmth (or it might have been from how Sam cupped your face in his hands as he pushed you against the wall and kissed you). 

Sam’s hands were on your hips and backing you up until you fell on the soft sheets of the bed. He all but collapsed on top of you, catching himself before he could hurt you with his broad frame. You let out a small laugh, Sam smiling widely at the sound, and you saw the amusement and desire shine in his hazel gaze as he looked down at you. 

“What?” You asked with a smile on your face as you cocked your head to the side slightly as you looked up at the man hovering over you. 

One of his hands came up to caress your cheek. “You’re beautiful. Just can’t believe that you’re mine.” Sam’s words were slightly slurred, but his tone was filled with reverence and adoration. 

“M’all yours.” You said with a breathy smile. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you, his body slotting in between your open legs. “Love you Sammy.” 

“Love you too, honey.” Sam placed his lips against your slightly swollen ones, the feeling of love and desire washing over you as his soft lips moved against yours. He tasted like the sweet wine the two of you were drinking earlier and something you could only describe as distinctly Sam. 

The kiss slowly turned hotter and passionate, Sam’s tongue swiping at the seam of your lips before delving into it and sliding his tongue against yours in a sensual dance. Sam started to rut against you—his jean-covered bulge rubbing against your covered core sent sparks of pleasure through you, but it wasn’t enough, and he could tell. 

Sam broke the kiss, and you didn’t realize that you needed to breathe until you almost gasped for air. However, he was relentless with his kisses, trailing them down your jaw and neck. He nipped and sucked at your neck, marking you up as his hands went to the hem of the dress you were wearing for the date and started to lift it higher on your thighs. 

Sam made quick work of your dress, leaving you in only your underwear in front of him and let out a low groan at the sight of your bare chest. Before he could do anything, you sat up and tugged at the button-up shirt that was driving you crazy all night. It was a simple, crisp white button-up (no doubt from one of his fed getups), but the kicker was that he had rolled them up to the crook of his elbow, exposing the tanned skin of his forearms that never failed to make you salivate over them. You had a hard time focusing on him when all you wanted was to stare at his arms all night.

You managed to get all of the buttons undone before Sam’s hands landed on your shoulders and pushed you back on the bed, making a startled laugh escape your lips before it turned into a soft moan, feeling Sam nip at the smooth skin of your inner thighs as his hands trailed up your legs and thighs, leaving goosebumps in their wake as his deft fingers found the hem of your soaked underwear. 

Sam’s eyes were honed in on the wet patch of your underwear before leaning in and pressing a sloppy kiss against it, making you jolt from the sudden contact before you heard a rip of fabric. You opened your mouth to chastise Sam for ruining another pair of underwear, but all that came out was a moan of his name as Sam’s dexterous tongue began to lave and lick at your weeping cunt. 

“Taste s’good, baby.” Sam’s words were mumbled into your skin, sending vibrations through you and adding to the already rising heat of pleasure running through you. 

Sam ate you out messily, uncaring of the slick covering his nose, lips, and chin as he drank in your arousal. Your hands were wound in his hair, pulling at it slightly and grinding into his face, chasing your high. 

You could feel sweat coat your body as Sam worked over your heated cunt. You came with a shout as pleasure shot through you and clenched around nothing as Sam kept his lips wrapped around your sensitive clit, sucking on it softly, working you through your orgasm. 

When you came to your senses and calmed down from your high, Sam was in the process of stripping off his jeans, his shirt long gone, and you stared at his bare torso. His sun-kissed skin was littered with scars, some big, some small, and the black ink of his tattoo stood out on his chest. 

“See something you like?” Sam teased as a sly smile grew on his face as he stroked his hard cock. 

You bit your bottom lip. “Yeah, you.” 

Sam let out a small chuckle before getting back on the bed, making you shift up to the pillows as Sam crawled up and over your body. 

There was still a haze over his eyes, but it mainly was lust rather than the haze of inebriation. Sam dipped his head down to kiss you deeply as his bare cock rutted against your slightly sensitive core. 

A groan left Sam’s lips as your tight cunt stretched around his cock. “Fuck, you’re so tight honey.” 

A whine escaped you at the feeling of Sam’s cock filling you up to the brim. The two of you panted into each other’s mouths; the feeling of one another was overwhelming—the air was buzzing with lust and thirst for one another. 

Another whine left you as Sam began to move slowly, pulling out until his tip was the only thing inside of you before pushing back in with a sharp thrust. From there, Sam started to pound into you with reckless abandon; his thrusts were unrelenting as he let his inhibitions run rampant—no longer clouded by rational thought. 

“You feel so good around me– fuck– such a good girl f’me.” Sam groaned out before pulling you into a kiss that was mostly teeth and tongue as he continued to fuck you into the mattress, the headboard thumping against the wall of your bedroom. 

A symphony of moans and groans filled the room alongside the sound of Sam’s skin hitting your flesh. You and Sam ran on your basic instincts and the urge to reach and fulfill your unrestrained desires for one another.

Both of you were unaware of how loud the two of you were being as Sam slammed into you. You were scratching at Sam’s back as his head was buried in the crook of your neck, biting and continuing his work of marking you up— red and purple bruises already blooming in the spots he had already nipped at. 

“My pretty girl, can’t get enough of you. So amazing. Love you so much baby.” Sam’s voice was thick with lust as he murmured praises in your skin and ear. 

He managed to wind one of his hands in between the two of you, Sam’s thumb swirling circles into your clit as he shifted his hips slightly and started to hit your g-spot with every thrust. 

“Gon-gonna cum.” You whined out feeling the heat in your core bloom brighter and hotter. 

“Yeah? Be a good girl and come around my cock.” Sam’s commanding tone made you clench harder around him, a low grunt coming from him as his hips stuttered slightly at the sensation of you wrapped tightly around him. 

Sam pressed down on your clit harder and you came with a sharp cry, your cunt contracting around his thick cock, triggering his own release as he shoved himself inside of you and let his cum fill you up even further.

The two of you stayed connected for a while as the two of you came down from your highs. Sam pulled out his softening cock, a whimper leaving your lips at the sensation of being empty. Sam made his way to the on-suite bathroom and used warm water to wet a hand towel. He quickly cleans you up and then himself up before maneuvering your tired and pliant body underneath the covers—tucking you into his side before falling asleep, uncaring of how he would probably wake up with a slight headache in the morning. 

[kit-screams-into-the-future]

another post for @bttfjanaury! this one's @itsthemorph's mermarty au and very predictably i got carried away with it LMAO.

yap session and bonus stuff below the cut:

once again i came up with an entire backstory for this au, and if i were a fanfiction writer i would genuinely consider writing it since it's a lot less visually comedic than the weredoc au (and comedic in general, it's played a little straighter than "man turns into dog and is thoroughly inconvenienced by it") (unfortunate [in reference to visuals] bc i enjoy drawing mermarty a great deal more than weredoc GBJKGJ) bc i really like the premise but i'm pretty bad at fleshing out a narrative in enough detail to last the whole story so bullet points it is:

doc has decided to take a break from his time-travel-related research and go on vacation! the fresh coastal air might jostle a couple ideas into place, and while he is a nuclear physicist and not a marine biologist he wouldn't mind checking out some of the local aquatic life

and by local aquatic life he meant like normal fish and stuff. a nice mollusk or two even. so when he ends up fishing an entire boy out of the water instead he's understandably very shocked

before doc can move past the "where did he come from??" thought to register his more fish-like qualities, the boy makes a run (a swim?) for it. fortunately or unfortunately for doc, he ends up being able to register the fish-like qualities after all since he gets dragged into the water along with him. the moment doesn't last too long, though, and the fish-boy is gone as soon as doc realizes the guy has a fish tail instead of legs

doc gets back on the dock (haha), thinks about the whole ordeal for a bit, and decides that the best course of action is just to assume he hallucinated the whole thing in a fit of heatstroke or something like that. he's here to relax and get his thoughts in order so he can continue working on his time machine! there's no time to investigate fairy-tale creatures or whatever supposedly living off the coast of california!

it's not shown in the comic but i imagine doc has a little portable radio next to him as he was fishing, so some time passes before he catches a glimpse of something shining in the water underneath the dock

he looks through the cracks in the dock and lo and behold, it's the same boy from earlier! doc greets him, and the boy immediately disappears under the water. doc thinks he's scared him off until a few minutes later where he pokes his head out and says hi back

they get to chatting and doc learns a couple things:

1. his name is marty!

2. he was trying to get doc to realize that he forgot to put bait on his hook but got his hand caught on it, and was trying to get his hand unstuck from the hook without ripping it open before doc ever had the chance to see him, which he obviously failed at

3. both the being seen and ripping his hand open, because in his haste to get away after being seen by doc he ended up doing that anyways. so there's like a lot of blood coming out of his hand now? but like don't worry about it. it'll be fine. he thinks.

4. he really likes whatever it is that's playing on the radio

doc insists on patching up his hand and initially marty refuses but lets him do it eventually, and marty tells doc that for a land dweller he's actually surprisingly nice. doc says nah anyone would want to help out someone hurt, especially if they're the one's who caused it. and marty's kind of confused by that because his family's always warned him of how dangerous humans are, which he kind of never thought too hard about until now where his time off this particular coast has really proven them correct, because he's encountered a bunch of humans over the past couple weeks and they've all tried to kill him or catch him. doc's the only one who's actually bothered to say hi!

after learning that particular not-at-all-concerning tidbit, doc asks him to elaborate because there's a lot to unpack over there, but someone else walks onto the dock before marty can get a word in and he takes off

marty does not return, even once the other guy leaves, and when doc packs it up to return to the place he rented out for the vacation he overhears a conversation among a group of men about spotting something weird in the water earlier and that it kind of looked like a mermaid? and that if any of them manage to catch it they'll all be rich as thieves. and another guy in the convo goes no you're thinking of rich as kings, you're mixing it up with a different analogy. and the first guy goes no i'm not i said what i said

so now this vacation is doing anything but clearing doc's mind. he's really worried about that little fish guy

there's a couple more ideas i had but halfway through writing out this bullet list i've realized that if i were to actually write this as a fanfiction, i'd probably want to keep those a surprise. so what i just wrote out is kind of the equivalent of one chapter

edit after thinking about it a bit more: since most humans have been trying to kill him, marty really has no incentive to let a guy know that he's wasting his time fishing with a baitless hook. so a. he's still pretty optimistic that most humans aren't out to get him, even if his experience off this particular coast says otherwise, so he was trying to be nice anyway or b. (which i think is a lot funnier) he has started to pull on people's lines as a way to fuck with them. i think if i wrote this i'd change it to this one

i based mermarty off of a guppy fish! specifically this kind of guppy fish:

i was searching up kinds of fish and he just had the vibe of this thing. although now i think i should've made him a flying fish instead. for the pun

alternate ending to the mini comic:

the other one makes a little more sense since just approaching a guy whose species doesn't know about your existence unprompted is pretty stupid even for marty (and also i thought it was funny that the hook didn't have anything but doc ends up catching something anyways) but i still think this one's funny too

[crowliphale]

I'm only in episode 3 of icebound but I think I really do SERIOUSLY recommend watching it under the assumption that Taishen has a crush on Jornir. It's improving their short interactions a lot for me 💭

Yap fest ahead, as well as general icebound spoilers (started jorshen focused but kinda just turned into general icebound thoughts)

first obviously taishen steered into the iceberg thinking he was following Jornir's directions, but there's also a couple times where he like. Tries Sounding Cool right after Jornir's said something ominous and mysterious and it's really funny?? Also when he woke up Jornir for his watch he was so gentle about it... Very cute. I really don't think Jornir reciprocates at this point in their journey but I'm keeping my eyes peeled 🙏

I think generally Mace is still trying to figure Taishen out at this point too, cuz I feel like everyone else has a lot of character specific moments or they know exactly what they're doing, but Taishen is just kinda quiet? Can't wait to see him get more moments to shine!

Also I was reading the firbolg wiki out of curiosity, and I learned that male firbolgs (in 5e anyway) are well over 10 feet tall, have huge beards and weigh significantly more than females! I'm obviously assuming that's been retconned in Avantris-specific lore, but it's what fueled my FTM Jornir headcanon hehe.

ALSO ALSO, Jornir has these weirdly pronounced smile lines? I guess they could come from snarling or grimacing too, but idk, I think it'd be kinda funny/cute if he used to be a pretty jovial guy in the past. The smilerrrr

Guh and Barnabos is just. He's so cool! Such a unique DND character even down to his mechanics, I love how genuine Mikey is in his sailor's paranoia and all. If he's improv-ing all the superstitions then it's really convincing! I've got a ton of ideas about Barnabos and his watery wife too 💭💭💭 very very good character

Queenie is very funny, I like Nikkie's latent ability to turn every conversation into a sex joke or a "who's on first" bit. I'll say that some of her southern colloquialisms could use some work, but at the same time it kinda feels VERY Queenie to just make up some extremely weak bullshit on the spot LMAOO. She's also been the most competent one mechanically speaking! I love that she's always keeping her material components in mind and finds ways to work them into roleplay.

Skrimm is so far the most animated. Andy always immediately knows what Skrimm's doing, he just LEAPS into the character really nicely and it's fun to watch. I ALSO ADOOOORE HOW HE PLAYS SKRIMM'S PARANOIA!! Some other characters in the past that they've described as "paranoid" are usually just mildly anxious, or are even sometimes just. Not Paranoid. But Skrimm feels so real and justified! He's suspicious of so much stupid shit and only really calms down when his friends are the ones telling him to do things! Guh he may not be my favorite in general but he's my favorite so far in his acting alone 💞

Not to mention Derek's DM'ing! It's so inspiring and nice to see him so excited about this, and learning about how much time and effort he put in is just baffling every time. 123 page planning document?! 12 pages of story planned for one session?? A WHOLE SHIP'S FLOORPLAN?! gosh he's just really really good at this right off the bat, it makes me excited seeing him be so excited. The pacing is also really good! I never find myself getting bored despite the episodes huge lengths... Guh... icebound

[patheticallyinfatuatedwithu]

hello:) could i request a oneshot of new jeans' reaction to danielle being even more smiley and just so in love with her s/o? like disgustingly so

cuz i can just imagine danielle being the type of person who just wont shut up about the person they love😭

have a great day!!

take her away, marsh danielle

hanni groans in discomfort and annoyance, seeking her given break and slumping further into her beanbag as danielle's daily rambling about you continue to grow larger and longer, maturing disgustingly sweet with each and every word. "god i just love her so much and-"

"enough, please! i can't take it anymore! my single ears can't take this much torture! i know you love her so, so much but please, tone it down a little."

danielle only smiles at the older girl in response, far too enthused with the topic of her girlfriend. "i don't think i can even if i wanted to! she's just so, so, pretty. she's perfect! she's an angel sent from heaven just for me-"

a loud shriek threatened to escape hanni, the amount of sweetness danielle exuded was too much for her to handle at once, a choked groan leaving her lips the exact same moment haerin steps outside her room.

the cat-eyed girl stands awkwardly a few feet away from them, eyes flitting across hanni and danielle, an eyebrow raising at the scene. minji joins the three, but merely walks past haerin to fetch water.

hanni's eyes widen at the sight of haerin and minji, a wide smile beginning to tug at her lips. "oh my god-" she runs up to haerin and grabs her wrists, looking at her with wide, horrified eyes. "haerin, please, please, please take dani away. i beg of you."

the latter's eyes squint at the older idol, lost. "why?"

hanni turns her head around to glance at danielle — who sat quitely on the couch with a large smile comically, before looking back at haerin. "she's done nothing but yap about y/n for the past 40 minutes."

minji watched in amusement, sipping her water as she leaned the kitchen counter. "amateur. i had to sit through 2 hours of y/n's babbling nonsense about danielle when we went shopping because dani sent her a photo in her hoodie."

hanni's eyebrows twitch in annoyance, leering at the girl. "that's not-"

the dorm room opens and danielle's head snapped to the doorway the moment her girlfriend's grumbled response to hyein's dumb question registered in her head, jumping off the couch and practically throwing herself at her lover.

you stumble back a few steps, wrapping and arm around danielle's waist to keep her grounded and stable, dropping the shopping bags on the ground with a soft thud. hyein sighs.

"i missed you." danielle mumbled against the crook of your neck, head burrowed deep as her hands stroke through your hair.

"angel, i was only gone for almost an hour." you chuckle, pressing a kiss to danielle's head, unable to reach her face due to the hug.

"an hour's too long." you start to walk towards the living room, abandoning your shopping bags and sitting down on the couch, the fellow idol straddling you and refusing to let go.

you noticed that the other members retreated back into their rooms to give the two of you privacy (they just didn't want to witness your lovey dovey session), and you couldn't help your smile to grow wider.

"wait-" you reach down your pocket, struggling to fish the small box outlined by your pants. danielle gets the memo and moves to your right side, plopping on the couch and you sigh in appreciation.

you finally manage to take the small box out, and danielle notices that it's a jewellery box. her eyes shined.

"what is it?" she questioned, receiving her answer by you placing the box gently on her palm.

"open it."

"oh my god." she lit up like a thousand suns upon laying eyes on the golden ring, running her fingertips against the sun embedded on the middle. she takes notice of the second empty slot beside where her ring lay, and she looks up at you.

you smile, understanding what she meant. you lifted your right hand and showed her your crescent moon ring on your pinky, the diamonds in your ring twinkling as if winking at her, without a doubt fitting the ring you got for her.

"you got us matching rings... y/n you didn't have to.." she whispers, and she looks so small and fragile at the moment. you nod, watching as she takes the ring off the slot and place it on her pinky.

"of course i did. you've talked about wanting matching rings now that we have matching necklaces. fits us just right, don't you think? the moon cannot live without the sun just as i cannot live without you." you whisper, caressing her cheek.

"you're cringe." she mumbles, internally screaming at your words and breaking at the seams.

"you love it."

danielle's cheeks burn a deep shade of read as her heart thumps hard against her ribcage, the overwhelming hug of your love for her is enough to make her explode. "you're the best. i love you so much."

you smile at her, pecking her cheek as you hold her hand, thumb brushing against her knuckles. "only the best for you, my love."

in hyein's shared room with you, she peeks her head out the door joined with haerin as they snap photos, giggling as they send them to hanni.

a loud muffled groan from hanni and minji's room makes hyein and haerin's giggling grow tenfold, shrieking the moment the door opens and hanni is dashing to enter the room. "let me in you little rats!"

broken records hi this is long overdue omg but happy new year to everyone😭 my ass cldnt pick between 2nd or 3rd pov😭😭

[tmrwsuns]

(𐙚⋆.˚) what dating the xikers members feels like

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ [ot10 x reader] ...୨♡୧... wc. 1.4k w. curse words fluff ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

ᯓ dating minjae feels like a hug to the soul. it is being taken care of unconditionally, being pampered and always lifted up. it is encouraging words and boosts of confidence. unlimited support and positive energy towards whatever it is that you want to do. its having someone who is mature enough to be there in the hard times and silly enough to make those better. its being part of a family, coming home to someone who will receive you with open arms.

ᯓ dating junmin feels like a warm drink on a cold day. its having someone that will be unconditionally on your side. its being understood and cared for like never before. its walking around hand in hand while you talk about silly things. its always knowing youre a priority. its loud laughs and silly tantrums. its dance lessons where you fail miserably. its random little things that reminded him of you from his travels. its being comfortable and taken care of.

ᯓ dating sumin feels like being seen. sumin is the impersonation of the phrase “being loved is being known”. it is having paintings of you all around his studio. its late night drives with blasting music and loud screaming along with the lyrics. its having someone that will pay attention to every little detail of you and keep those seared in his mind forever. its never having to worry about being bored because you always have someone to be crazy with. 

ᯓ dating jinsik feels like laying on a field of flowers on a hot day. its refreshing and beautiful. its being appreciated like you’ve never been before. its never doubting your worth. its constantly being showered in praise. its cradling each others faces. its silly gestures made at each other from across the room. its being each others support system. its feeling lucky every time you're around each other. its knowing you're always the person he looks for in a room.

ᯓ dating hyunwoo feels like finding your best friend. its long yapping sessions about anything and everything. its “dont cry because ill cry”s. its endless fun and peace at the same time. its having someone who will always be there to humble you but also always there to lift you up. its late nights sitting on a rooftop talking about your wildest dreams. its being seen even when not understood.  its having the most loyal partner you could desire.

ᯓ dating junhoon feels like unmatchable peace. its laying on the couch reading in comfortable silence. its not having to be loud to have fun. its never doubting his love because his actions talk more than a million words. its feeling unique and fortunate to be the one he lets himself shine to. its laughing at his stoic expressions. its ranting to someone who really listens. its seeing his small smiles whenever you walk into a room.  its knowing that every moment is special.

ᯓ dating seeun feels like laughs hid behind eyerolls. its having someone that completely matches your freak. its humbling his ego even when you know hes right. its his clothes covering you whole. its being able to completely let yourself go. its laughs that lead to tears and tears that lead to the warmest hugs. its being teased and watching the love in his eyes whenever he speaks. its being always defended through absolutely anything. its “hey, only i can say that”s. its never having a dull moment.

ᯓ dating yujun feels like hugging the sun. its warmth on your chest. its loud laughs and the brightest smiles. its drawing with chalk on your sidewalk. its running up a hill to have a picnic in the sunlight. its being pampered and taken care of. its sharing snacks and bragging about the fact that he only shares with you. its getting to see him be truly himself when with you. its fawning over his smile and making him shy. its having someone who will always be by your side. its feeling the warmth of the sun just enough to not burn. its watching movies while cuddled up. its having a yapping partner and someone who will always listen to you. its getting to be the one who receives the prettiest smiles. its being supported and loved unconditionally.

ᯓ dating hunter feels like a door being opened for you. its being the most important person in his life. its late night convenience store runs. its piggy back rides whenever your feet hurt. its feeling his body completely engulf you when he hugs you. its giggles after hand size comparisons. its kisses on the back of your hand. its being treated like a princess at every given moment. its knowing you have someone who will always support you. its late night talks. its hearing the story about when he fell in love with you every sleepless night. 

ᯓ dating yechan is knowing you have found your forever. its staying up all night playing video games. its laughing while being chased around the house. its doing the thing where you're on opposite sides of the table waiting to see who runs first. its shy touches and experimentation. its being each others first choice in everything. its having someone youre always comfortable with. its teaming up against other people. its being shown off everywhere. its being felt proud of.

𐙚 blue's corner ;; first post kinda terrified.... anyways !! this is my input to the criminally low amount of xikers content out there 𐙚 taglist ;; @tiramisumin 𐙚 back to the masterlist. 𐙚 please do not copy, adapt or steal any of the content !!!

© tmrwsuns, 2024

[itsactuallylina]

YOU’RE ALL I WANT ꩜ ZB1

SYNOPSIS: spending valentine’s day with them <3

PAIRING: zb1 maknae line x f!reader

GENRE: fluff !

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ricky: the day will be spend in the art cafe! enjoying each others company, while sipping your favorite drinks and drawing portraits of each other. best believe, ricky will rent out the whole cafe, so you two won’t be distracted by anyone else. since he majored in fine arts, he would love to help you if you’re struggling! if not, he will act like he is having a hard time just for you to come and help him!! not to mention, ricky would get you so many gifts, its adorable. even if you protest, saying you can’t accept it, he will pout. “i was reminded of you when i saw it, so please wear it? for me?”, he says, holding up a really pretty necklace with a bright pink heart, and with that adorable gaze , you realize you never stood a chance. —the rest under cut!

gyuvin: valentine’s day with him would be so chaotic, but fun. it would all start with him dragging you to the rollerblading ring. gyuvin would act so confident, but as he makes the first steps, he immediately falls. seeing you laugh at him makes him smile, but gyuvin still brings you down with him. “I suffer, you suffer”. he definitely would try to slow dance with you on the rollerblades!! after this, gyuvin would take you to the photobooth to take silly pictures. one with you having your tongue out, on the second picture, you doing puppy ears to each other, and the last one! him kissing you on the cheek, while you are smiling so sweetly! the day would end with the movie marathon — your favorite flowers standing on the bedside table as you rest in his arms.

gunwook: in the early morning, he would come to get you, choosing your outfit, just to make sure you guys match. then surprising you with a cute picnic date! the sun shining softly, casting a warm and romantic glow. all of your favorite snacks and drinks on the display. you would play board games he prepared, you losing horribly. but gunwook is a gentleman, so he lets you win<3 not a lot tho, he still has pride to uphold! for the desserts he would prepare something homemade, something he baked by himself, with the help of his mom. not too sweet, because “you’re the sweetest thing ever”. he’d take out the large bear plushie, hugging you. “you deserve everything in the world, but lets start with that”. walking you to your doorstep, sweetly kissing you and calling right away as you disappear from his eyesight.

yujin: oh such a cutie! yujin would pick you up, invite you to his dorm, and cook for you! he learned the recipe online a few days prior, just to make sure it would be perfect. stops you from doing anything, “you just sit pretty and yap my ears off, i love when you do this”. many would think he’s super shy, but as the relationship progresses yujin becomes so clingy and playful! always wanting hugs and kisses, not even shying away from you. after he successfully feeds you, you take a break, playing mario kart, you winning, so he distracts you with a kiss on the cheek. you forgive him tho, cause he is a cutie. you baking cookies together as the last activity of the day! the sweet scent of strawberry cookies fills the air, the one that you both-oh, so love! yujin would feed you a few before making a little mess and having a decorating session. so many hearts and bunnies, that end up being eaten by you two, you wouldn’t have it any other way though.

a/n: valentines special <3 hope you had a great one, bcs i did <3 my friends gave me cute valentines and we joked around a lot. me, my sister and my dad then ordered take out and it was tasty. no boyfriend ≠ no great valentine’s day. you’ll all meet someone perfect for you one day<3!!

[ab3lixa]

i like the scenes where he's totally miserable/j

[bookishjules]

Hi just wanted to say that your tags on my percy post are so spot on. You're so right, rr uses him as some kind of metric and it's frankly hurting his character so much. Also yes there's really no one else he can measure up with being momma's boy so that's really the only thing about percy that stays intact. Like you said, other characters can def shine on their own without it having to tie back to percy's achievements or low moments in the series but sadly rr has this capitalist need of name dropping percy in everything he writes about. Sorry for the yap session just wanted to say you're soo right <33

yes it's so capitalistic! i really feel like percy has become little more than a product to rick. one that can be sold and polished and reconfigured and resold. like the hercules merchandise in disney's hercules, and we're reaching the point when herc looks around at the room full of cheap imitations and feels empty. or like captain america when he's first being paraded around and all his natural heroism and humility is being hidden by something flimsy and marketable. but the difference between those characters and percy is that those obstacles were built into their stories for them to overcome, whereas percy is helplessly trapped in this story where the integrity of his character is being corroded by the ever-present push to appease the market.

and i might understand this more if it were disney hyperion who were pushing for this kind of exploitation, but given that rick essentially is to dh what sjm is to bloomsbury, in that he can do pretty much anything he wants, i'm not inclined to believe that to be the case. especially especially because this name dropping is not existing without narrative consequence, which you so brilliantly pointed out in your post.

it's as if percy's a loaf of bread that keeps being brought out for other characters to tear off and claim pieces of until all that's left of him is small and stale. and yeah there is still a good chunk of himself he has claim to, but percy's always been so much more than just a mama's boy yk. and it's not fair to the other characters to make them subsist on percy's shadow, even if they are getting something out of it, because it robs them of the possibility to create their own measure as individual characters.

[babygirldeku]

i was talking to my friend today about something specific othmgod i NEED to get it off my chest 😭😭😭

this has been talked about before but im still stuck on the fact that izuku's eyes got covered in the powered ofa shadow upon seeing katsuki's dead body, and it CONSISTENTLY remained that way until he saw katsuki alive again with his own eyes.

immediately after seeing katsuki's body in ch 367 izuku just lashed out and went all crazy, but his pupils managed to shine through when mirio told him that edgeshot was trying to save katsuki's life.

however it didn't revert back to normal completely cause katsuki wasn't alive YET

gentle, la brava, and lady nagant showed up to aid him and you can see how grateful and relieved he looked, but still, his eyes didn't change. their support meant a lot to him, but it wasn't enough to put him at rest!

the shadow ofa energy finally burst into tears when izuku actually SEES katsuki alive, and it remains that way. whenever he was fighting with his eyes glowing like that, he was shown to be worn out, stressed, and in a constant state of "i-need-to-defeat-shigAFO-now-or-everybody-is-doomed"

but when katsuki shows up, izuku is allowed to shift back to his real self, not the hero deku, but rather midoriya izuku. katsuki steps in and takes two burdens off of his shoulders: saving all might, and taking care of afo and defeating him. izuku is allowed to rely on someone wholeheartedly, and his eyes reverting back to normal shows this.

and the way that horikoshi made sure to never show a single moment from ch 367 until ch 403 where izuku's eyes looked different, and maintained them along with katsuki's death/resurrection, speaks volumes. it shows he was fully aware of these details while drawing them!!!>×;×&#,$

it even ties into katsuki saying he expected a future full of him and izuku, competing and chasing after each other, along with the jump MV portraying katsuki's hand supporting and holding izuku's dream alongside him.

this is exactly what horikoshi wanted katsuki to be!: the man izuku can always trust, rely on, and believe in. he'll be there whenever izuku needs him, for the rest of their lives.

(thanks for coming to my yap session im in shambles thinking ab this again idk how i managed to write this all out 😔😔😔)

[haitanology]

a study on the orchid, ran haitani

— a character analysis (yapping session, mostly) on the eldest haitani brother.

part i. the petals, who is ran haitani?

when one thinks of ran, charisma might just be the picture inside their minds. it’s exactly what he represents, and part of the reason as to why he is so loved. on the surface, he’s stylish, charismatic, and cocky.

ran knows how to present himself in such a way, others have no choice but to admire him. he’s confident and very strong, appearing so sure of himself before outsiders. one might think he has no weaknesses, his success explained by the single emotion he parades around everyone else.

you barely get to see him out of his shit-eating grin in the manga, always teasing and mocking. putting others below him, so successful and incredibly popular —one thinks.

but, is that all there really is to him?

part ii. complexity, what makes ran— ran?

ran haitani, behind the façade he puts up to appear so grand, is in fact, a boy much like the rest. confident, sure, but with a heart of his own and a hint of tenderness that is hard to acknowledge for most.

a sleepy, moody, boy who would much rather sleep than attend parties and get-togethers. a boy who loves his sweets, and taking care of himself to look his best. a boy with a dream, that we get to see him chasing by how he carries himself.

ran haitani is smart, having keen instincts, but deep down a kid that wants to have fun. gangs aren’t all to him, violence not the solution to his every problem and his motive, but rather a way to be what he has always wanted to —a celebrity of sorts.

it’s hard to pinpoint ran’s upbringing due to his lack of a proper backstory, but i believe him to be a spoiled kid who has always wanted more. stepping out of the shadows of his family to cast his own, while his brother stands beside him (and not in his shadow like rindou himself thinks, but that’s a different analysis).

he’s vicious and greedy, wanting to be at the top because it’s what he’s seen and admired ever since he was a low-ranking member of a gang. he wanted what those boys had, taking it away from them in the worst way possible —but in the most effective one in the world they are part of. he uses his intelligence for this, and the success is palpable.

but that’s only the half of ran that swirls in violence, written in the tattoo taking a part of his body. the other half, however, is the empty skin where the puzzle piece fits —rindou’s tattoo, the heart of his brother that completes his own.

because above all, ran haitani is caring and kind. the people he lets into his heart are absolute, attaching himself to and understanding them well. he cares for the hidden bonds that izana denied out of anger, but that were there for tenjiku, and he respects them and is mindful of those that can break it because he’s human.

he cares for rindou, and stays by his side no matter what. their strength remains in their brotherhood; it collapses when his younger brother is defeated, because the concern clouds the mind. ran and rindou are one, even remaining together in the future despite the difference in their dreams. (and considering their occupation, it seems ran was the one to step down to help rindou with his dream). although not very present or relevant, ran remains one of the best examples of an older brother throughout the series.

though i feel like, if there’s one moment where ran’s real character (and potential) shines more than any other time, it’s during izana’s death. the only real instance where we get a peek on who ran really is, the personality underneath the cocky viciousness and unfaltering grins. his heart is exposed and vulnerable in front of everyone else, giving full closure to izana’s own dream of creating a family of his own. ran’s heart is just as soft as any other, just tucked in with multiple layers of indifference and ego.

unfortunately, ran suffers from what many other characters in different animes do, the lazy face and arrogant smile syndrome. and, as well, got extra damage from the characterization that inevitably came with all of bonten.

part iii. bonten, why is ran so mischaracterized?

man, why is bonten so mischaracterized would be the better question. could do a whole series from it, too. most characters reduced to a single trait or sentence said throughout the arc.

what has ran been accused of? i’ve seen it all i think: a manwhore, cheater, abuser, alcoholic man who probably wouldn’t even care about anyone at all. and two ideas sprouting from this make me extremely upset. one, this characterization has been carried down to tenjiku/rt/kmg ran, and two, people will argue that this is true to ran’s character and who he really is.

is it? no. with the lack of bonten information, we can’t pretend this is how they behave. none of these men aspired to become criminals in the future, only did it for izana’s sake (in most cases). obviously, as part of a criminal group, it’s safe to assume he’s done some terrible shit. but does that include all listed above? let’s see.

why is it that ran is seen as a manwhore? he’s attractive and charismatic, a celebrity in his own territory, but this is probably only referring to the delinquent world. i doubt ran gets a girl every time there’s a party in his apartment when he doesn’t even appear to like those much. and i find it hard to believe that he’d spend his entire nights in nightclubs with strippers in his bonten days. why is that the normal with bonten fics? it has been said that bonten is involved with prostitution, but bonten is much more than those 8.

now, let’s make up these two cases. one, ran haitani has an established partner heading into bonten. he cares, cares and loves so much he’d make sure nothing would happen to them. wouldn’t even think of getting them involved. yeah, maybe the relationship grows a little gloomier. it is bonten after all, and mikey’s dark impulses are kind of just slithering into everyone’s lives. but i think that, assuming he just instantly becomes a cheater and abuser is just losing the plot. let’s try not to reduce the little personality we got of him even more.

second case scenario, ran haitani doesn’t have a partner. i believe this is the most likely choice, i don’t believe ran to focus so much on potential partners, or being a womanizer enough to charm every woman he meets. he’d much rather stick close to the people he calls family, and not rope in someone innocent to this whole mess. as much as i love ran (i love him a lot i think it shows) i personally believe he’s a person that does well on his own without a partner, not actively looking for one. focusing on his life and his brother’s, and the deep shit they are stuck into with bonten.

no tokyo revengers character is fully good, that’s what makes them so intriguing! and while ran haitani has a lot of questionable traits that make a terrible person to come across as an enemy, he has as much of a heart as any other character. the man has emotions, they just haven’t been explored by the author :(

part iv. respect, dignity & admiration, afterthought

in no way am i the haitani police (i am actually, just undercover) to tell you how to interpret a character. the fun in those who don’t get much information is to make up a background for them ! no correct answer since nothing has been said. however, i simply do not like this whole thing about ran being a horrible person and treating someone like they aren’t even a human being and people pushing it so hard to be canon. bonten has hurt many, and wattpad books too, i know they have some kind of fault.

ran haitani is such a beautiful character to explore, there’s many layers to him even if there’s none to see at first. a bratty, childish man who appears cold and cocky but is actually incredibly smart, and so vulnerable and caring. but that doesn’t do well in the world he moves around in doesn’t it? he’s such a silly little guy, and in my own little twist of things i believe him to be quite the loser.

i’m sure that while, it could be hard to approach him and get close, once he has a partner he’d be so loving and loyal. angst assured bc he probably would try to push them away at some point, but all efforts to be with him would be so worth it. he’d be a little possessive, maybe sometimes a little bit toxic, but with its up and downs it would be a beautiful relationship.

sad to see he has fallen into the fuckboy character stereotype, and bonten doesn’t do any of their members justice either. but despite all of that, i’ll always headcanon ran to be the hopeless romantic type, just keeping it well to himself. but once he loves, he loves. and it makes it so worth writing for him.

at the end of the day, all the different versions one comes across is what keeps the character alive, like them more or less. still, he shouldn’t be just reduced to a so called sex god who also doesn’t even know what an emotion is. or those theories that were so popular back then, shivers.

so yeah, happy birthday to ran <3 what a character am i right.

[probablysimpledreams]

Drinks on Me (Dabi x reader)

ahhh bartender touya saaavvveee meee <333 I wrote this the other day but keep editing it so I really hope yall see the vision of cocky flirty yummy bartender touya (shoutout to touya yap sessions with @chaoslibra for giving my brain these thoughts <333)

cw: alcohol, bartender au, nothing crazy just some flirting (I say like I know how to flirt), use of "princess" and mention of makeup but otherwise gn reader

wc: 1693

"And you're sure this is the right place?" your friend asks hesitantly.

"YESSS!! Okay I know it looks a little run down but I heard the drinks are good," your other friend cheered. It was your friend's birthday a few weeks and the stars finally aligned this weekend for your friend group to go out and celebrate. You all allowed her to plan the night, taking you to dance at bar after bar. This specific bar was new in town and she was determined to end the night here. "And free if you have these," she proudly puffs out her chest, birthday sash sliding between her cleavage that was ready to pop out the top of her stunning body suit. She was by far the drunkest among everyone currently, making you and your other two friends giggle. "Now come on I want free shots from the hot bartender my coworker won't stop telling me about!!!" she announces before taking off into the bar, always a woman on a mission.

You and your other friends stumble in behind her, giggling still as you all were close behind the birthday girl's drunk level. The bar was small and busy, the sound of drunk laugher filling the space. The speakers were blaring music in the corner nearby a makeshift dance floor where couples were sloppily all over each other. Though you couldn't see it, you assumed there was patio out back as you noticed many people were grabbing their drinks and heading away from the crowded bar. After pushing through people, you all finally reunited with the birthday girl who was standing at the bar.

"Okay so where's the hottie?" one of your friends asks after you all are able to squeeze together and lean on the bar. You scan behind the bar to spot this mysterious bartender that has been on your friend's favorite topic for the past month. That's when your eyes landed on the most beautiful man you've ever seen. He was tall with fluffy white hair that messily framed his face. He was wearing a black button up shirt that was rolled up just enough to see all the ink covering his skin. The top buttons were also undone, giving you a full view of the tattoo and stack of chains decorating his neck. You eyes trailed upward, noting the lip piercings decorating the current smirk on his face. The piercings continued on his nose and ears, then one more on his right eyebrow. It's as if he felt your stare the moment you landed on his face as his shining turquoise eyes met yours in an instant. He was finishing shaking a drinking when he met your gaze, shooting you a wink as he poured the liquor into a glass. Heat rushed to your cheeks, causing you to look away and bite back a smile.

"Found him," you respond, heart beat racing in your chest as a drunk giggle leaves your lips. Before you could fully compose yourself, the white haired man had appeared in front of you and your friends.

"We celebrating anything special tonight?" his voice filled with charm as he spoke. "Or do you always go out looking this pretty?" Though he was asking the entire group, his eyes lingered on you as he asked. You felt yourself get flustered once again, offering him a shy smile and wave before your friend spoke up.

"It's my birthday!!!" she cheered. "And we haven't had any shots to celebrate," she lied with a pout. She had use this line at every bar you all had visited, and so far it has had a 100% success rate. The bartender looks over at the rest of the group, watching as everyone nods and pouts beside her. His eyes then land on you, huffing with an amused smirk as you nod and bat your eyelashes. Again his eyes linger on you a little longer, fully checking you out before turning back to the birthday girl.

"Well good thing you're here now," he turns to grab a bottle off the shelf and begins pouring five shots. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," he winks at you before passing out the shots. You four cheer and clink your glasses with the bartender before everyone takes the shot. He makes quick conversation with everyone before he's forced to help another customer on the other end of the bar.

"Okayyy time to dance!!" the birthday girl exclaims, stretching as she moves away from the bar.

"I think I'm going to get a drink first," you mumble out, fully in your own world as your eyes stayed glued to the white haired bartender shaking an espresso martini. Your friends' giggles and snickers snap you back to reality, feeling embarrassed as you face them. "I-if that's okay with you of course!!"

"Oh he's all yours! Me and this girly over there have been eye fucking since I walked through the door, so I'm booked and busy," she responded, readjusting her top and spraying perfume before heading over to the dance floor.

"Me and [friend's name] wanna check out the patio, it's low key so hot in here with all these people," your other friend explains before the two of them head off towards the back. "Catch ya in a few, have fun with sexy bartender!! I want a full report tonightttt~"

You roll your eyes, laughing and waving as they walk out back before focusing back on the delicious scene in front of you. You transported back into your own world as you watched the man make all sorts of cocktails. The way he shook the metal shaker, slapping the bottom with the palm of his hand with an annoyed eyebrow furrow when it wasn't cooperating with him had you rubbing your thighs together. He made the pours look effortless, filling multiple shot glasses and sliding them to a group of older woman smiling at him. You watched as he opened a bottle with one of the many chunky rings decorating his fist. Was he wearing a bottle opener? Why was that so hot?? You didn't even notice that he was now standing in front of you, placing a drink in front of you. He reaches out to tap your nose, snickering at your startled reaction.

"I didn't order this," you looked at the drink then back up at him with a confused expression earning another snicker from him.

"Yeah no shit," he leaned in closer with a smirk, resting his elbow on the bar and chin on his hand as his face was now at your level. He was so close you could smell his cologne mixed with the faint scent of cigarettes radiating off him. It made your head spin, and you fidgeted with the straw as he looked at you. "You just looked so thirsty over here, and it's my job to fix that." Your brain short circuited as you took in his words, making his smirk grow as you fed him every reaction he was wanting. "Go on, take a sip. Don't you trust me?"

"I don't even know your name, so why should I?" you somehow pulled yourself together to start flirting back, happy to entertain his little game. He raised an eyebrow and you shrugged, refusing to break eye contact this time. The tension between you two kept intensifying, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he stared at you.

"Well, I'm waiting," you huffed, still stirring the drink that you refused to sip until he officially introduced himself.

"And how rude of me to keep the princess waiting," he teased and rolled his eyes in a way that slightly annoyed you. However the annoyance you felt only contributed to the rising tension between you two, making you want to pounce on him and wipe the smirk off his handsome face. "It's Touya."

"Well thank you Touya," you reach over to his free hand that was laying down on the bar and trace around one of his chunky rings, taking a sip from the drink as you did. His heart sped up at the way his name rolled off your tongue, but he was careful not to display this. He was determined to keep the upper hand in this exchange, even if you were too gorgeous for his heart to handle. You remove your hand from his to grab a napkin and wipe your lips. Then you reach into your bag to grab your lipgloss and slowly reapply it to your lips, heart fluttering at the way his eyes only leaves yours once to stare down at your parted lips. "The drink is very yummy by the way." You go to take another sip, back to maintaining eye contact as your lips wrap around the straw.

"See, I know what I'm doin'," he flashes you a cheeky grin, face moving even closer to yours. "Now I think it's only fair you tell me your name, pretty."

"________," you smile as you respond, making his heart rate accelerate again. You watch as Touya looks back towards the bar, making sure no one was trying to flag him down. Even if they were, it wasn't going to stop him from asking his next question.

"Well _______, care to join me outside?" he asks as he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes before walking away from behind the bar.

"Shouldn't I close my tab first? What do I owe you for everything?" you shoot him an innocent look as you motion towards the empty cup and shot glasses at the bar. The deep laugh and hungry gaze he responds with sends heat throughout your body.

"How about we take care of all that outside?" he leans in to whisper in your ear, twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers before placing it behind your ear. He walks away from the bar, looking over his shoulder to look back at you as he nods his head towards the back doors. You skip over to join him and he smiles as he allows you to take his hand and lead him outside.