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rainbowhao · 2 days
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not like i'm in love with you ♡ beomgyu
genre: fluff ⭒ word count: 0.6k
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it didn't help that you were always clingy towards beomgyu. everyone was convinced you were dating and the more-than-friendly actions only made things worse. but you were just a little touchy, that's all. and so what if you stared at each other longer than deemed normal? it's not like you were in love with him or something.
there were his dimples, for example. you were obligated to poke them every time you saw them. how could you not? he'd do this adorable grin (was it weird you liked his teeth?) and suddenly they'd appear. you'd waste no time pressing your finger into his cheek, sometimes even cupping it if you were feeling extra affectionate.
"must you do that every time?" beomgyu would sigh. deep down you knew he enjoyed it.
and hugging from behind. it was easy for him to just slot himself between your arms, to press his chest against your back and allow his chin to rest on top your head. it was comforting—the familiar scent of his cologne, the warmth of his body and gentle heartbeat. sometimes your eyes would flutter closed and you'd just stand there together in silence.
there were also his puppy eyes. trust beomgyu to take advantage of them at all times. one look and you were gone. he could ask for anything and you'd agree because only a fool would say no. and if he was really desperate, he'd throw in a little pout too.
"come on." he groaned. "let me stay the night." his bottom lip stuck out, eyes round. "please?"
you pushed him away playfully. "you're evil."
he just laughed.
plus, the others never failed to tease their fellow member whenever he called you sweetheart. they'd gasp and cover their mouths, making finger hearts or repeating the nickname in an exaggerated voice. he'd only grin sheepishly and take it. maybe to everyone else, it seemed unusual. but to beomgyu, it was the most natural thing in the world.
"may i have this dance?" beomgyu asked before dramatically bowing, hand gracefully extended.
the two of you liked to battle to see who could dance worse. the night would always end with you in his arms as you swayed to the gentle sound of music.
"you need the practice," he'd say as an excuse.
"you're not much better," you'd challenge back.
"sweetheart," beomgyu smirked, as if he knew something you didn't, "i let you win."
and then—the bed situation. you always slept better with someone by your side and beomgyu was more than happy to crawl in next you. he was just so soft and pillowy; there was nothing more to it. at least, that's what you'd tell yourself as you draped across his torso. his hand held your waist, arm wrapped snugly around you.
maybe it was when you woke up that you truly questioned it. his long hair covered his eyes, cheeks puffed and voice groggy as he told you good morning with a dopey smile. your face warmed a little at the sight. suddenly you felt self conscious.
"gyu," you whispered.
he blinked tiredly. "yeah?"
you weren't sure why you said it.
the bottom of his tee had ridden up from sleeping. without thinking, your fingers found his soft skin. you could feel his muscles tighten beneath your touch in surprise. you couldn't even look at him properly. the situation was far more intimate than it should have been and you weren't in your right mind.
"don't stop." he whined when your movements still. his lips were so close to yours that you could feel his warm breath. all it would take is one of you leaning in for your mouths to meet. did you want to kiss your best friend? and why was he looking at you like that?
maybe everyone was onto something.
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njmcvlt · 2 days
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jealous boyfriend || na jaemin
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idol!jaemin x idol!reader
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"Thanks to everyone at home watching"
"Make sure to see us again next week"
"Bye!"
You continued to smile and wave at the camera until you heard the director yell CUT. You let out a sigh of relief as you felt your nerves come crashing down. Feeling a hand reach out and touch your shoulder you turn around, it was your co-mc Jeno. "You did great," he said giving you his infamous eye smile. "Not too bad yourself," you said playfully punching his arm. You and Jeno had just finished recording your first episode of Music Core as the new mcs. It was your first time being on TV like this so you were nervous but also excited to be trying something new.
You make your way backstage into the dressing room and there awaited your loving boyfriend, Jaemin. He stood up from his seat on the couch when he noticed you coming in. "Princess, you did amazing. I'm so proud of you." He said as he pulled you into his warm embrace.
You changed into some more comfortable clothes then sat with Jaemin while waiting for Jeno since you’d be going back to NCT Dream's dorm with them. Once everyone was ready, you all grabbed your bags and headed to the van out front. Jaemin held you hand all through the studio up until you got outside where the fans were waiting to see you leave. Your relationship with Jaemin was kept a secret from the public since you were both idols. You each valued your privacy and felt that the relationship should be kept for just the two of you.
At the boy's dorm, you chatted with the rest of the dreamies for a bit until you started to feel tired. Your eyes started to feel heavy and a yawn escaped you mouth as you rested you head on Jaemin's shoulder. He took notice and picked you up, bringing you into his room. He placed you on his bed and then cuddled into you. He gave you soft kisses on your forehead and stroked his fingers through you hair while giving you sweet words of affirmation. The feeling was so soothing, you slowly drifted off to sleep.
An hour or two had passed and Jaemin began to wake you up with soft kisses on your cheek. "Wake up princess, you don't want to miss the dinner reservation do you?" Since it was you and Jeno's first time as mc's, you and the dreamies planned to go out for dinner to celebrate. You all got dressed into nicer but concealing clothes and started to head out the door. The restaurant was only a few minutes away from the dorm so you all decided to walk there. Since you'd be in public you couldn't hold Jaemin’s hand but you still stood by him. "The show should be airing now. Let's see what people are saying about us," Jeno says as he pulls out his phone to read comments from viewers.
"Y/N and Jeno look so good together"
"They have such good chemistry with each other. They'd be such a cute couple"
"I love them together so much"
"Let me see," you said, pulling away from your boyfriend and leaning over Jeno's shoulder to read the comments on his phone. "I guess they like us!" You said laughing at how cringe some of the shipping comments were. You and Jeno were great friends. You hung out with him many times whenever you went to Dream's dorm to see Jaemin, so being comfortable and playful with him wasn't anything out of the ordinary. You two just naturally got along well. For the rest of the walk, you stayed by Jeno to read more comment and talk about the show, leaving your boyfriend behind. Jaemin was quiet during the walk and stayed at the back of the group. Hearing those comment made him start to overthink. He watched you and saw a big smile on your face while with Jeno. Anger and jealousy started to bubble up thinking about how everyone was so approving of the idea of his best friend and his girlfriend being together. He also hated the fact that you payed more attention to Jeno than him on the walk to the restaurant but being the non-confrontational person his is, he didn't say anything about it.
At the restaurant you sat at the end of the table with Jaemin seated next to you and Jeno right across from you. Through out the dinner Jaemin kept to himself and only spoke with Jisung and Chenle, he didn't even listening to anything Jeno had to say. You'd try talking to him but he'd only give you a "mhm" as a response. Many times throughout the night you go to hold his hand or scoot closer to him and hug his arm but he showed no interest in any skinship, leaving you confused.
The walk back to the dorm was extremely quiet. You tried to think of reasons Jaemin might be upset with you to explain his behavior at the restaurant, but nothing came to mind. You were spending the night at the dorm so you washed up and got dressed in your pj's. You laid down on Jaemin's bed and scrolled through your phone then Jaemin came back in the room after taking a shower. He sat down on the edge of the bed, back turned to you and broke the silence, "Y/N. How do you feel towards Jeno?" His question caught you off guard, leaving you in a state of confusion.
"Do you think he'd be a better boyfriend to you?" he said turning to face you. You finally started to understand why his mood was off all night.
"Baby, is this about those comment earlier? Cause they're right. Jeno and I do get along well, but only because we're friends. You're the one I love Jaemin. More than anything in the entire world. Don't worry about any of their comments because you're the only one for me!"
You pulled him down in a hug, smothering his face in kisses leaving him a grinning mess.
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"You knew what you wanted and boy, you got (him)."
~ Taylor Swift (So High School) Pairing: Jegulus - Rating: G
It was August when he caught sight of Regulus for the first time up close. They'd always been so separate. Regulus had been untouchable, someone he was forbidden from even thinking of. So when Regulus finally ran away from home and came to the Potters', James allowed himself to look. And he caught sight of the eyes that he couldn't get enough of.
It was August when he knew. That small boy with fear in his gray eyes was all he wanted. They were meant for each other.
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It was November when he told Sirius. When he couldn't hold in his feelings for one more minute. He talked to Regulus, sure, but he did his best to act normally, to not scare him off. So he needed to tell someone.
"You're sixteen, James. You hardly know him. There's no way you could know he's the love of your life," Sirius grumbled, looking a bit nervous.
"I know," James nodded, smiling a bit. "I love him."
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It was December the first time he plucked up the courage to flirt with Regulus. To make a move, of sorts.
"You look good today, Reggie," he nearly shouted as he passed the younger boy.
"You look like arse, Potter!" the other boy retorted, but he had a smirk on his face.
And it just made James want him more.
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It was January the first time he touched Regulus. It was an innocent thing, just a pat on the shoulder, but James felt his fingers catch fire with it.
And Regulus's eyes- they looked so intense, too. Like he was feeling the same way.
But as soon as the moment happened, it dissipated.
"Bye, Potter," Regulus mumbled, running off.
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It was March when James kissed Regulus for the first time. They were both at a party, and Regulus looked so good, and for once, James just allowed himself to feel.
And when their lips touched, his entire chest felt like it was cracking open with happiness. It wasn't his first kiss, not by a long shot, but it was the best kiss of his life, the first kiss that felt truly right. Regulus melted into him like he belonged there, and James savored every second.
Until they pulled apart.
"We can't do this," Regulus murmured, and he turned away.
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It was April by the time James caught Regulus alone.
"You won't let this go, will you?" Regulus shouted at him, looking nervous, like he wanted to run.
"No," James said truthfully. "No, just...I want you, Reg. Have for ages. And there's no way you can tell me that you don't feel the same way. Not after that kiss."
Regulus scoffed. "You don't know what you want, James."
"Yes, I do! Ask anyone! It's you, Reg! It's only you!" James said loudly. "And if that's the issue, I'll go my entire life proving it to you!"
Regulus looked shocked at James's statement. "That's...a lot to promise."
"Too much?" James asked, silently praying he hadn't gone too far.
"I...don't think so," Regulus murmured, a small smile playing on his face.
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enbysiriusblack · 21 hours
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dorcas hanging out with marlene's friend and marlene hanging out with dorcas' friends because i find it funny:
marlene with dorcas' friends:
regulus- they hate each other SO much. marlene, to regulus, is his brother's weird and loud ex girlfriend. regulus, to marlene, is her friend's weird and quiet little brother. the only thing they have in common is autism, quidditch, and dying first. regulus will just sit there, refusing to engage in conversation whilst marlene rambles about something he doesn't care about
pandora- the only one of dorcas' friends that marlene actually likes. although pandora does have a tendency to curve a conversation into it being about complex charms/potions/alchemy that marlene doesn't understand in the slightest. but she's fine to nod along. they also have a few mutual friends (xenophilius, lily, emmeline) so already know each other a little
barty- hate each other but can talk to each other. but it's literally just small talk that barty then drags into controversial topics just to annoy marlene until they have no choice but to yell at each other in italian
evan- much more chill than barty and reg. i see him as a huge stoner so they'd probably just get high as a sort of out in having to hang out sober to please dorcas. they don't like each other, but they like weed
dorcas with marlene's friends:
mary- completely different people. but they both love marlene and also love talking shit about marlene. that is their bonding. dorcas also sometimes gets her hair done by mary or buys clothes from her so they were previous friendly acquaintances.
lily- little awkward when dorcas and marlene get together since lily has hooked up with them both. but they're chill, lily is happy for them. were already friends and study together sometimes so not much change other than marlene interrupting more often.
james- again, friendly quidditch acquaintances. they don't mind each other but aren't really friends. when they talk, it's literally always just quidditch related. which they do like a lot.
emmeline- cannot fucking work out this relationship omg. do they hate each other, do they like each other??? idfk. although dorcas does respect hardworking people and hates laziness and i feel like dorcas would like emmeline since she comes off as ambitious and determined but dorcas would realise she's literally just pretending
sirius- very very awkward. similar to marlene and reg. sirius sees dorcas as his little brother's friend, and dorcas see's sirius as her girlfriend's friend/her friend's annoying brother. they'd bond more when they join the order/dorcas cuts ties to regulus and the others
peter- she'd respect peter a lot and vice versa, i think. they also support the same quidditch team so they'd bond over that. but not really proper friends or anything
remus- already acquaintances from partnering in classes sometimes/studying with lily. dorcas thinks he's nice, remus thinks she's assertive (in a good way, he likes assertive people, not being one himself).
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itsmadreia · 3 days
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Yet another sweet snippet from me for #willemonth2024(@youngroyals-events).
Day 16: Friends
"Wille," Simon started, his voice all soft and eyes heavy-lidded. "Do you ever–"
Wille blinked, watching him. "Do I ever what?"
"Do you ever, like... it's okay if you don't but I'm... I'm just curious. Honestly, I've been thinking about it a lot lately. So do you–" Simon shuttered, biting his lower lip as his eyes dropped to Wille's lips, feeling a sudden urge to kiss him. "Do you ever think what's like to kiss a boy? Kiss me? Kiss someone like me? Your friend and–"
Wille swallowed, "I do."
"Yeah?" Simon grinned, dragging his gaze back to the boy's eyes, asking, "Do you want me to?"
"Yes," Wille replied with no second thought, moving closer to the other boy, and touched his hand, playing with his fingers. "If you want to as well."
Simon smiled, gripping Wille's fingers in response to that, and leaned a bit closer. He took his sweet time, watching the boy's reaction to their closeness, the way his breathing halted and how he stared at his lips, waiting for the kiss. Simon lifted his other hand — they were still holding hands — and stroked Wille's cheek, leaning more in. He felt Wille's sharp breath on his lips before they connected like he couldn't believe this was happening. And they were kissing. Tender but desiring. Soft but yearning. Then Wille grabbed his waist so tightly that he moaned into the kiss and the next thing he knew was that he was almost sitting on his lap, their bodies flushed together and kissing each other with downright lust now.
At this point, Simon let go of Wille's hand to cup his face with both of his hands, not breaking the kiss. Wille squeezed his hips to fully guide him to his lap and Simon's next moan vibrated through his whole body as he did. They couldn't stop kissing, it just felt too good, so good that it became the mere thing they wanted to continue doing, breathing be dammed. Once the pressure turned slow again, they still stayed in it, breathing into each other's mouths. Simon didn't open his eyes, taking it in and slid his fingers into the boy's hair. Wille pecked him a few times, opened his eyes and when he tried to move, Simon protested, kissing him again.
"Simon..." Wille laughed against his lips, helplessly kissing him back. "I think that–"
Simon also smiled into the kiss, moving a total inch away from him, sitting on his lap, and started to play with his hair. "Sorry... that was, I mean, we are–"
Wille turned serious, lifting his own hand and caressing the other boy's curls, his lips kissed red and swollen, his hazel eyes shining like bright stars at night. Shining for Simon. Shining because of him. "I... I liked that. I-I like you, Simon."
"Well, I would be surprised if you don't, kissing me like that," Simon teased him, grinning so widely. "I like you, too."
"Oh, that's a relief," Wille replied, blushing.
"Mhm," Simon kissed his cheek, pressing his nose under Wille's chin and hugged him. For a good while — a minute or two, five or or ten — , not able to drag himself away from the boy, not wanting to even if they'd be on fire. And it was that very moment where he realized he was in love, truly and hopelessly in love with his long time friend. Good thing that Wille felt the same, otherwise he'd be doomed, that's for sure.
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thewickedspinster · 3 days
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Children of the Forest (Thranduil x Reader)
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a/n: shout out to OP who requested this, i feel you at a deep level, and it's something not talked about often. sorry it's just a blurb, but i thought the conversation most important. i hope you enjoy!
warnings: afab!reader, gn pronouns, childbearing, children, reader who isn't comfortable with children
requested by @pebble-bb
Children of the Forest
The sounds of raucous, childish laughter bounced off the walls, drawing Y/N's attention downwards, towards where the young elves had just been let out of their scripting lessons. From where they stood, on Thranduil's balcony over the underground waterfall in the halls of Felegoth, they could see this small bit of elven life. Each day, the children ran from the small glen which housed desks, books, and all other bits and bobs required for teaching. They ran in pairs and triplets down the winding paths, deeper into the caves, off to their own families for quiet nights spent studying and laughing.
Before the elflings had disappeared around the bend, Y/N had turned from their position on the terrace, turning back towards their chambers. Their brows were furrowed, their mouth downturned.
"What troubles you, my love?" Came a familiar baritone. Thranduil had woken and was leaning on an elbow amidst Y/N's sheets. He had taken to more casual intimacies as of late, including moving his formal affairs around to nap in the afternoons. Ridiculous as it was, Y/N nearly blushed to think that the Elvenking was doing this for them.
"Nothing," they replied, perching on the edge of the bed. In truth, they'd hardly realized they looked troubled, they were so deep in thought.
"Do not lie to me," he murmured, drawing their arm through his hand and pulling it to his mouth, pressing a kiss to the wrist. "You have that look you get when you're about to scold Legolas."
Legolas was an elf grown now, but an errant prince who shirked his duties. Despite that, he was respectful and loving towards Y/N as his father's dearest friend - and lover.
But the thought of how Legolas had been when he was young brought the truth bubbling out.
"I was never any good with him."
"Nonsense," Thranduil scoffed.
"No, truly, Thranduil," they insisted, pulling their wrist from his grasp. "He did not like me when he was young, and I had no knowledge on how to raise him. Especially once his mother passed."
It had been uncomfortable for Y/N, to say the least, when Thranduil's queen had passed, leaving them to shoulder the brunt of Thranduil's grief. And, as his closest friend, to shoulder the burden of helping to raise his young son. Legolas had grown quickly, and was often away, but it had not been easy.
"But you did beautifully. You're always quite confident with children."
Y/N grimaced. They had been keeping this truth from him long enough, letting him believe what he wanted to believe. But they were spending their nights in his bed, and his afternoons in theirs. It was time he understood the truth of it.
"I do not enjoy children, Thranduil," they said, perhaps a bit too bluntly. Their tone softened. "I am not good with them, and I do not want children of my own."
If it was possible for the Elvenking to be stunned, he was now. Y/N watched as he went through his thoughts, schooling his emotions to approach them in the way that he always had. He had more patience with them than anyone, and still, he had to work hard to keep it now.
"I do not understand. How could you not want children?"
Their fingers played at the sheets, eyes averted as they spoke. "Your son is your heir. I would not want to complicate that. But beyond that... I do not think my body or soul fit to bear children. Or raise them. Or to be near them. I could not be a teacher, as the one who works just beyond our walls." Y/N turned to look beyond the terrace, as if they could see the children running below. "I used to wish I felt that pull towards elflings. But I cannot lie to myself; I do not feel it. I cherish them as our future, but I do not want to make them my present."
Thranduil was quiet, but he stilled their frenetic movements with a large, warm hand. His knuckles, his fingers, were strong as they held them still, contemplating. Y/N relaxed, enough for him to pull them down towards him. In an uncharacteristic show of tenderness, he pressed his lips to their forehead.
"When you explain it like that, I suppose I can quite agree."
A shocked laugh left their lips. "However do you mean?"
"Legolas is my son, whom I made out of duty to my people," he mused, running a thoughtful thumb down the side of their neck. "I did not bear him, but I raised him. I have little patience for him. And could you imagine me as a teacher?"
They laughed truly now. "What an idea."
Enraptured by his silvery irises, they were unsurprised when he leaned up to kiss them, deeply, languidly. Tenderly. Against Y/N's lips, he murmured, "I could never fully understand, meleth nîn, but I do not mind. I am happiest now, and could not ask for anything more of you."
Relief, sweet and warm, flooded them, and they returned his kiss, threading their fingers through his loose hair. No more needed to be said on the matter. Thranduil had always appreciated Y/N for who they were, and had accepted them with a patience and love that neither of them had ever known. The Elvenking hardly knew he'd had it in him to be so kindhearted, until he'd met Y/N.
"You ought to get back to your throne, my king," Y/N finally whispered, their warming the shell of his ear. He nipped at them playfully, but slowly rose from the bed and held out a hand to them. They took it, rising beside him to kiss him once more. "Come with me. I need my voice of reason today."
Together, the two descended to guard and guide the children of the forest, the future of the grey elves. And they were content.
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bunnyinfoxclothing · 3 days
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Let's start a new ask game. Name your 5 top ships for the show you are currently obsessed with and send this message to 10 last people that interacted with your posts.
Current Obsession Harbin Hotel... obviously.
Chaggie. Always has been Always will be
Zestmilla. I think the kind of slow burn slow romance where it is quite literally more like courting than dating is the best shit ever. I don't think they'd ever get married or become official. Their territory would just combine overtime, without anyone actually taking notice until it was too late.
Fallen Wings. (Lute x Vaggie) Specifically only in the past. Current Vaggie would never. Too much trauma and she has Charlie. But i'm obsessed with the idea of their Mutual Toxic Yuri. They were both shit people to each other. But it makes for good smut. Hate sex hits different.
Carmilla x Sera. I blame @seramilla and their cute little crack theory that Sera is just the epitome of gay panic and passes out all the time. Chefs kiss.
Huskerdust. Honestly, I never really got into mlm ships but it's really cute if done right. I don't actively look for their ship content but I don't hate it LOL.
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How would the Ro's react to their partner (mc) sitting down on their lap and doing their makeup??
I'm going to be honest, I couldn't tell if you meant "MC sits down in their lap and does the RO's makeup" or "MC sits down in the ROs lap and does their own makeup" but I went with the 1st one because it felt more fun lol
Rook: He leans back and lets you, without needing much convincing at all. He also isn't about to question why you decided you had to be in his lap to do this instead of in a normal position. He might get a little fidgety depending how long you're going for, tapping against whatever he's sitting on or on your legs or anything else.
Beck: I think he'd be a little excited to try makeup lol, although the closeness makes him pause for a second before he notices what you're going to do. He closes his eyes for the full thing, eyelids twitching when you touch certain parts of his face, fingers twitching against your skin in the same way.
Rhea: She might be shy because of how you're sitting, but she would also love it if the both of you did each other's makeup. While you're doing hers, she's already talking about all the different things that you'd look good with and how to accentuate your best features. It sort of almost turns into her talking about how attractive she finds you without her realizing it
Zoe: They can't tell whether they want to go still or twitch away. Ultimately, they sit rod straight, trying to figure out where to place their hands. Your face is so close, and thank god they need to close their eyes for parts of this, because they keep getting distracted by you. After you're done, they might quietly ask if they can do your own.
Lars: He looks wildly unamused, but he just casually keeps an arm around your waist to keep you steady as he lets you do what you want. If you try to do anything too elaborate, he probably won't entertain it, but he does let you mess around a little bit.
???: My first image is that one Meme Pose of the one girl doing the other's make up (if you know, you know) lmaO. I don't think they'd be the biggest fan of the feeling of it against their skin, but they also would never say no to you. You might get their hands wandering just a little, but it's less heated and more them trying to distract themselves from the sensation of the brush and the texture of the makeup then anything heated
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skipar00 · 2 months
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gay people
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aflockofravens · 3 months
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Also, Jinshi in "How to Buy Out a Contract" was hilarious.
Do you think he's prettier than me
I was contemplating your murder but my future wife cat thinks you'll make a good brother in law so I'll let you live
My future wife cat trusts you, so I trust you. Don't fuck it up.
Have some money to leave my future wife alone forever go marry her sister
Did you see that Gaoshun? I did a socializing. Do you think Maomao will be proud of me?
Also Lihaku is precious. What an adorable golden retriever of a man. He went from absolute disdain at Maomao when she approached him for an escort to being like "help me little sister, I'm in love".
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ruporas · 1 year
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hello there, angel
[ID: Digital illustration in color of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Vash is sitting facing the viewer and holds a rose between his clasped together hands, but he’s looking to the left, upwards, at Wolfwood, with an awed expression. Wolfwood hovers over him with wings sprouting from his back. He has a cigarette lit between his lips, his arms and legs are crossed, and he looks back at Vash with a neutral expression. The both of them are covered in a blue shadow, casted by Wolfwood and his hovering form, while warm light hits the back of his wings and over Vash’s legs. Small feathers sits next to Vash. End ID]
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p4nishers · 8 months
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there's something i need to say and yall can boo me for it but deep in my heart i'll always know i'm correct: crowley already forgave aziraphale. like already would take him back at one flutter of his eyelashes. that's all.
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sysig · 5 months
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So much experimenting to be done, where to even start (Patreon)
#Doodles#Handplates#UT#Fellplates#Gaster#Papyrus#Sans#Mostly silliness :) Mostly :)#It's still fun to draw these two Gasters next to each other hehe ♪ Even interacting!#They're more similar than I think either of them would admit haha - ''No clearly we have very different ideals'' sure but you're both Gaster#I like the idea of classic being So Annoyed at any iteration of himself thinking positively towards humans haha#I mean it would probably hurt - that's a big piece of his trauma! - but on the surface it's just Ugh I can't believe this -.ó#I feel like they'd have a lot more common ground when it comes to their experiments tho - not a perfect Venn Diagram but enough!#Maybe even just different enough to offer a new perspective - enough to give them new ideas! Uh oh that's never a good thing lol#I do love Fell!Gaster just so pleased to be having a conversation haha so smiley - classic still not smiling but interested!#Cute face <3#It was after making the Toriel comic that the thought Really occurred to me - like obviously I saw so I knew they were still in the gowns#But it took a bit for that to strike me as odd since I mean that's just what they wear! That's normal! For Handplates anyway#He talks a lot about isolating whatever it is in Monsters that Make Them Like That - what does that entail#Gaster no seriously what are you doing to them don't just smile actually reply#And as much as I like the boys being a bit more Fell-ish I've always been of the opinion that no matter what they're brothers!#They love each other <3 And in Fellplates they'd have to rely on each other even more than regular Underfell#If anything would cause some codependency it's the Handplates setup - no matter what version you throw at it!#They're still both delicate little things - they need each other to survive ♥ If Gaster is sometimes kind to them well...#Similar to Mercyplates but Not Quite hmmmm#At least sometimes doing cute and harmless things tho! Studies how they react to flowers and teaches them to make chains hehe ♪#There's also that Underfell thing of Sans calling UF!Papyrus ''Boss'' rather than ''Bro'' yeah? Doodling ideas around that haha#An opportunity to teach! Sans only came away with the basics tho it probably annoys Gaster lol#The idea of them doing cute harmless little things and /that/ being what gets under his skin hehehehe#And ending with a Babybones! :D Surely he'd have no problem being attached since they're meant to be good...? Surely
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svtskneecaps · 1 year
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dude i fucking love how this server has communication as its premise and built into its fucking core. i fucking love that. bc it's one thing to be like 'this server is about multilingual communication and cultural exchange!!' bc that could present in any NUMBER of ways but like. with the federation and the eggs and a common shared goal they all decided WE ARE A TEAM. and like, ok,
when baghera was sus of jaiden because of the thing when pomme died and jaiden had been the reason baghera left her side for the only time that day, i wasn't even worried. i wasn't worried bc i was like "we just wait. because i know they will TALK TO EACH OTHER." and I WAS RIGHT. TWO DAYS LATER IT WAS ALL CLEARED UP AND BAGHERA WAS HELPING HER OUT WITH CUCURUCHO
and the ordo theoritas is functionally a secret organization. it would be SO EASY to gatekeep the lore, on grounds of "the federation is always watching and anyone could be a spy" and yet the ordo theoritas says that, like bad SAYS THAT, says OUT LOUD, "anyone could be a traitor" and then turns around and goes "hey person i've had a few days' worth of conversations with, here's a detailed rundown of everything we've learned about the island's mysteries, and the secret location of the ordo base". SOFIA was supposed to be secret from everyone, and for a little bit she was. but now like, the ordo theoritas is showing her to everyone. it would be SO EASY to hide things and to gatekeep things but they just. don't do it. here's the supercomputer!!!! don't forget to grab her waystone so you can come back anytime!!!
bad learns something. "i need to tell forever/cellbit/baghera". forever figures out a new way to protect the eggs, and he gets it to everyone within days. cucurucho tries to have a secret conversation and the entire server knows about it almost instantly and there are three people buried in the walls reading the subtitles and giving each other meaningful glances
i love it. i love it. miscommunication plotlines drive me up the fucking wall and the fact that i wasn't even SCARED when jaiden and baghera could easily have angled into an angsty tangled web of that and instead just MET WITH EACH OTHER AND EXPLAINED EVERYTHING AND CLEARED THE AIR ALMOST IMMEDIATELY was so fucking breathtaking. and this is a multilingual server. this is a MULTILINGUAL SERVER. i love it. i love it so much i want to cry. it's a server for communication and people Communicate, it would have been SO EASY to slip into monolingual factions and stick to the familiar but they DIDN'T. they DIDN'T. WE GET TO HAVE A THEORY TABLE WITH SO MANY LANGUAGES SITTING AROUND IT. we get to have conspiracy walls in every language!!!! idk sometimes i forget how fucking CRAZY all this is, like the scale of what they've accomplished
so yea thank you to quackity and the qsmp admins for this, and thank you to the streamers for hearing 'this is about connections' and taking it ENTIRELY to heart, and also thank you to whoever the fuck decided to give quackity's school class the job to look after a fucking egg to learn about parenting. bc holy shit. holy shit.
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cerise-on-top · 1 month
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Can i request fluff alphabet with graves? I dont mind what letters you do x
Hey! I did the first eight letters of the alphabet!
Fluff Alphabet for Graves
A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
If it was up to him, then he’d go grilling with you every day. Loves teaching you how to barbecue, telling you about how hot the grill should be, what its components are, how long the meat and sausages should be on the iron, that sort of stuff. Graves also loves inviting his Shadows to a barbecue as well. That way he gets to unwind with you and them and you get to know the people he works with. Those are the small celebrations he looks forward to the most.
B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
On the one hand, he loves the fact that you’re independent and can go a long time without him. It’s necessary since he’s away a lot of the time. On the other hand, he does love how dependent you can be on him. Even just the small stuff gets to him, such as you having forgotten your wallet and wanting some ice cream, or you leaning into him for comfort when you’re watching a scary movie together. Yes, he loves you, but he also loves it when you need him. You’re his world, and he’s yours. He’s the big, strong man in your relationship and he’ll protect you from everything there may be.
C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
I feel as though he’d try to give you some unsolicited advice. You’re more than welcome to tell him to shut up, though. But other than that, he’ll try to crack some jokes here and there to get you to smile again. Also not above cuddling you and holding you close to make you feel protected and loved. Your panic attack wouldn’t be the first one he’s experienced, in all honesty. Sometimes, he helps with calming down his Shadows. Will calmly talk to you, play some games to help you get your mind off things as well. Will breathe with you too, if you’re okay with that.
D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?
If it was up to him, then you’d be living on a ranch together. He grew up on one in Texas and sometimes wants to go back to that life. Just you being surrounded by cattle, sheep, horses and other kinds of animals. You’d have a nice German shepherd together and would tend to the animals together. Of course, he wouldn’t give up his PMC either, but he can dream about that sort of future. He doesn’t think it would ever become reality anyway. However, as long as he gets to spend his future with you, he’s happy.
E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?
He leans more towards being the dominant person in your relationship, but he can be passive at times as well. Usually has his hand on you somewhere as well as an act of dominance. Loves having you sit on his lap too, sometimes even in public when there are no chairs. People should know that you’re together and that he’s the one protecting you. He’s more than happy to consider your suggestions, but it’s usually him who decides where you end up going. Especially if you’re indecisive.
F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?
He’d be somewhat petty and resentful, but he wouldn’t let it out on you. He wouldn’t really let it out on anyone, he’s far too mature for that. However, you’d have to apologize to him for him to forgive you. As long as you’re being nice about it, he will. It’s rare for him to apologize unless he’s truly hurt you. When he was in the wrong about some fact he’ll usually ignore it. When he fights he gets a bit louder, his accent becomes a bit stronger, but that’s it. He won’t call you anything mean, but it will be known that he’s upset with you.
G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
He’s pretty grateful. Not as much as other people, though. He doesn’t always consider everything you’re doing for him. Not that he takes it for granted either, far from it, but he just doesn’t always think when he doesn’t need to. However, generally speaking, he is grateful for what you do for him. Will show it by either taking you on a nice date to somewhere you’ve always wanted to go, or by taking care of your home in your stead for a while. You, too, deserve to have a day off from it all, after all.
H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
There are plenty of things he doesn’t tell you. Sure, it may seem like he’s very open about his job, but you’ll always get the feeling he’s not being entirely honest with you. However, aside from job related things, he’s a very honest man. While he may sugarcoat some things for you sometimes, he will tell you pretty much everything. You can ask him about any personal detail and there’s a good chance he’ll tell you about it. In fact, I encourage you to do so, Graves enjoys talking about himself to you. Ask him about his plans for you and him and he’ll get quite sappy too and won’t stop talking for an hour.
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lustwithoutlore · 3 months
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Bruce: I'm retiring. Someone will need to fill my place.
Dick:
Tim:
Jason:
Barbara:
Duke:
Damian:
Stephanie, launching into a dramatic monologue: There comes a time when one has to step up and do what is right. Gotham needs a Batman, I will heed the call-
Bruce: Uh, Dick, how about you? You've been Batman before.
Stephanie: HEY!
Dick: Um.... I'll pass, thanks, Bruce.
Stephanie: No matter. I will become the beacon of hope this city needs. I will-
Bruce: Tim! You'll one day be an even better detective than me. You'd be a perfect Batman.
Jason, muttering: Over my dead body. Hey, wait...
Stephanie: DON'T IGNORE ME!
Tim: I'm already a better detective than you. And, if I had to take on anyone's mantle, I would pick Nightwing.
Dick, tearing up: Awww, Tim!
Stephanie: Again, it leaves me as the only option. The underbelly of Gotham City needs a figure to invoke fear, and I vow to be that figure-
Bruce: What about you, Damian? You've fought over the title of Batman many times!
Stephanie: YOU JERK!
Damian: Yeah, when I was twelve. I'm not a child anymore. I would rather be Nightwing.
Dick, sobbing: The both of you want my mantle? How will I choose a successor? This is getting to be too much. Babs, catch me!
Stephanie: I will fight for vengeance. No, I am vengeance. I will bring upon a dark reign that will be unleashed whenever a force threatens my city. For I am-
Cass, appearing out of the shadows: I will do it.
Bruce, happy because Cass was actually his first pick: Oh thank God.
Cass: But only if Steph is, too. We are Batgirl together. We will be The Bat together.
Stephanie: HA! YES! CASS YOU'RE THE BEST! I'M BATMAN!
Bruce: ... Actually, Stephanie, your words from before moved me. I've decided to be Batman for a while longer.
Stephanie: NOOOO! I was so close!
Cass, patting her back: There, there.
Dick: That's it! Tim, Damian! You can both be Nightwing! If Cass and Steph can be The Bat at the same time you guys can both take up my mantle one day, too!
Tim:
Damian:
Tim & Damian: ... I'll pass.
Dick: NOOOO! I was so close!
Barbara, patting his back: There, there.
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