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#i just had to get this out of my system
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Oh look its a new friend
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htmliu · 11 months
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𖤐 ִֶָ 𓂃 what dating dream’s 00 line is like
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⠀ ⠀⠀ genre. fluffluffluff wc. ≈520
(✵) ; HUANG RENJUN. lavender-scented sheets, LAUGHS between kisses, evening walks with your arms interlaced, candle-lit dinners in your living room, spontaneous museum dates, pinky promises, board games and coffee mugs, promise rings, picnics in spring, photobooth strips, amusement park trips, feeling comfortable in the silence, the smell of fresh paint, playing animal crossing, birthday letters, solving puzzles by the fireplace, wine glasses, eyes meeting whenever you laugh, him fixing your hair, but also getting shy when you do the same for him, sitting by the veranda and talking all night about anything in the world, sharing airpods, cuddling on rainy nights, handmade gifts
(✵) ; LEE JENO. sharing hoodies (bc he thinks you look cute in his clothes), neck kisses, failed attempts at trying to cook together and ordering takeout right after, playing with his hair, matching phone cases and lockscreens, resting your head on his lap, cat cafe dates, shy smiles, snaking his hand around your waist, pulling you closer to himself, ikea trips for the shits and giggles, holding hands while crossing the road, tying your laces, CLINGY hugs, sharing cat videos with each other, compliments you but ends up getting shy himself, smothering each other with kisses when the other is in a sulky mood, gives you his jacket on cold nights, uses corny pick up lines and smiles thinking he nailed it, back massages, him playing with your hands
(✵) ; LEE DONGHYUCK. LONG video calls, dancing in the kitchen, surprising you with kisses, late-night runs to the ice cream shop, talking all night long, movie dates (cheesy chick flicks), him attempting to recreate scenes from the said cheesy chick flicks with you, playful bantering, drunken karaoke nights, knowing the lyrics to each other’s favorite songs, plushies from the arcade, smell of sharpie, smiling at the sun, BACK HUGS, nose kisses, lazy mornings, sending something to you when it reminds him of you, playing pictionary, gifting each other ugly christmas sweaters every year, singing along to the radio, belly rubs, making playlists for each other, tousled hair, having silly pics of the other in your camera rolls, NICKNAMES, kissing his moles, he likes to call himself your personal ramen chef, finds it cute when you wear his glasses
(✵) ; NA JAEMIN. stay in dates, candid pictures, coffee runs, late night drives with no destination in mind; just smiles, forehead kisses, corny couple t-shirts bc he thought it was funny, breakfast in bed, him cooking for you, back hugs where you snuggle your face into the crook of his neck which results in the two of breaking into giggles, polaroids, waves crashing, hair hitting your face, sharing silly selfies with each other, smiling while he listens to you, grocery shopping, you once caught him on a call with your mom (he was trying to learn how to make your comfort dishes), smiling in between kisses, talking about your childhoods, oversized white tees, cosy movie nights, kisses you to shut you up when he doesn’t know how else to calm you down, sending cat videos to each other (2), bubble baths and wine, “my love,” star gazing, SMILES, lots of GIFT giving and receiving
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SUCCESSION | CONNOR'S WEDDING (4.03)
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a-spacecadet · 1 year
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I was looking at photos of chameleons and I was like, “what if Espio was just chilling on a branch like the chameleon he is” and I had to draw what I saw in my head
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gizmogirz · 9 months
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Okay fiiiiine since everyone wanted me to draw Dan SOOOOO BAD (crickets)
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neptunym · 1 year
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what galacta knight did in time prison
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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 5 months
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A brief review of The Walking Dead
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valoale · 2 months
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Because I am still recovering from UMK and @emsuemsu made me do it
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valtiantian · 1 year
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It was still dark outside when Lan Wangji woke up. It's not necessarily unusual during winter, but it is not winter, and he can't hear the birds singing to themselves.
He reassesses. He's lying on his side, Wei Ying curled up in his arms, his face pressed against his neck. He doesn't need to relieve himself, he doesn't feel any pain. There are no sounds that he can hear, no foreign presence either.
But he must have woken up because of something.
And then he hears him. The sound of small whimpers, almost unnoticeable if not in complete silence. Lan Wangji can feel them on his skin, the puffy breaths of Wei Ying, the shakiness of them.
He shudders a little, his face crumbles in sleep, brows furrowed and lips down turned slightly. The whimpers are louder now.
Lan Wangji can feel the tears before he hears them, and it's such a devastating sound he immediately emerges from a daze and wraps his arms firmly around him.
Wei Ying is sobbing now, shaking from the force of his tears. Lan Wangji doesn't know if he's awake or not, but that is inconsequential. He holds him tighter and lightly pets the hair that spills all around the bed.
"La- Lan zhan," Wei Ying whimpers, nestling closer to Lan Wangji, resting his ear against his chest.
"I'm here, Wei Ying," he whispers softly over Wei Ying's head, loud enough that he knows he's heard, quiet enough to be gentle.
"You can rest," he kisses the top of his head, caressing his hair and combing through it with his fingers, his other hand stroking his back tenderly.
He feels him gradually calm down. The shaking going down to shudders, sobbing becoming whimpers, the tears receding; and then slowly, he feels him succumb to sleep. Little mumbles falling through his lips, tickling the skin on his throat. He seems to be having a much sweeter dream.
Lan Wangji settles, breathing deeply, closing his eyes now that Wei Ying is asleep. He doesn't stop holding him, and he's still combing through his hair. It's a soothing motion that puts wangji to sleep as much as it does Wei Ying.
Now that all is calm, he lets the weight in his arms comfort him, and allows himself to follow Wei Ying. Hopefully they'll share the same pleasant dream. But secretly, he still thinks there's no sweeter dream than this.
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kusuguricafe · 1 year
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Happy Year of the Rabbit 🐰
A/N: wrote this on a whim after seeing the new hori sketch. there was so much potential I couldn't not write a quick drabble
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this. just this.
Characters: switches Midoriya and Bakugou, ler!Kirishima
“Damn Deku, what’re you doi—PFFFT!”
“Kacchan!! We’re doing a photoshoot for New Year’s!”
“And you’re wearing that?”
“Of course! Me and the others, and Mirko! So, how do I look?”
“Ridiculous.”
“Not even a little cute?”
“Tch.”
“Aw, Kacchan, don’t be like that!”
“How did you even, fit, in that?”
“With difficulty, heh…”
Bakugou gave him the once-over. Were his thighs always so, so… Well, for lack of a better phrase, fucking hot?
“You sure you can handle taking a picture in that?”
“Yeah, I’ve gotten used to it.”
“But, your thighs are so…”
Deku cocked his head. “So…?”
“So damn exposed! What would you do if someone were to just come up to you and—” without thinking, Bakugou reached out and gently squeezed Deku’s thigh, eliciting a squeak from the smaller boy.
“K-Kacchan!”
Completely flustered, Bakugou decided to turn the tables as fast as possible the best way he knew how.
“Eh!? whACCHAN! Matte, MATTE!!”
Bakugou pounced. Deku fell to the floor.
“AHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
“Damn nerd, you’re practically asking for it.”
“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!!”
Bakugou was expertly kneading Deku’s bare thighs, digging his thumbs into all the spots he knew drove the boy wild.
“AAHAHAAAHAHA P-PLEHEHEASE KACCHAN!!”
“Oh? And what’s this? Looks like your hips are exposed too. You really didn’t think this though, did you?”
Deku flushed bright pink. “NOT THERE, NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!!”
“Tickle tickle tickle, damn nerd.”
“Oi! Be nice, Bakugou!”
“Kirishi—HAAH??”
Bakugou froze. No way. No way this was real.
Kirishima smirked. “What do you think of my outfit?” he said, wiggling his eyebrows.
Bakugou was still frozen with Deku panting beneath him. Then, the feeling of Deku grabbing his wrist snapped him out of it, and, not knowing how to handle this situation at all, he continued his ruthless attack on Deku’s poor defenseless thighs and hips.
“WHAHAHAHAHA! K-KIRISHIMA KUHUHUUN! HEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEE!!”
Kirishima smiled. “Coming!” He leapt into action, running up from behind Bakugou and digging his fingers into his underarms.
“WHAAAHAHA KIRISHIMAAAAA!!” Bakugou fell back into Kirishima’s lap and burst into laughter, now in between the two bunny boys’ legs.
“Th-thahanks, Kirishima,” Deku sighed in relief.
“Now’s your turn to help me out!” Kiri encouraged.
Bakugou was doing his best to twist around in Kirishima’s grip, but he was unrelenting.
Deku sat up so that his previous position was reversed. Now straddling Bakugou, he gently wiggled his fingers into his ribs.
“NAHAHAHAHAAHAAAA STAHAHAHAHAP! BOHOHOHOTH OF YOHOHOU!”
It was a good thing Bakugou had his eyes closed right now, because he’s pretty sure he'd die if he had to watch while these two bunny boys tickle him to pieces.
This went on for a few more minutes until Bakugou tapped out. He lasted an unusually short amount of time, most likely due to his already incredibly pre-flustered state. When he finally opened his eyes, he quickly realized he was laying between two pairs of beautifully toned bare thighs, and immediately covered his blushing face in embarrassment.
“You guys are the wooorst,” Bakugou whined.
Kirishima and Midoriya laughed.
“You started it!” Midoriya said.
“I didn’t start shit,” Bakugou mumbled from behind his hands. “Now would you two get offa me!??”
“Oops, sorry, man.”
“Sorry, Kacchan.”
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iwasbored777 · 2 years
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Ladynoir according to Nino:
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therelentless · 7 months
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Nandor's kitchen ;; made by a human for the humans 😉         ↳ with love & dedication.
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lemonadhe · 6 months
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Me and the moots,,, this idea came to me in a dream/hj @beatrixblog @localcornflake
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kryptonitejelly · 2 years
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I just had to get this out of my system because I’ve been reading way too much top gun material. Pilot!Femreader x aaron hotchner. I won’t call this a fic, because it is really just a guilty pleasure. Reader’s call sign: Siren.
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“Jesus fucking christ.” You swear into your comms as the gust and force generated by the jet blazing through between yours and the aircraft beside yours flips your own jet in a circle. A sharp pull on the center stick helps you to stabilise and come back to equilibrium.
“Absolute dick move Razor.” You mutter into your coms, which earns a resounding agreement from Viper in the jet beside you.
“Just keeping you on your toes, Siren.”
“Alright guys, fly in.” The voice of your commander crackles over your comms, and you pull right, angling your plane back to base.
You see him on your approach onto the runway, standing out in his black polo and dark jeans, aviators shielding his eyes, against the green and brown of flight suits and uniforms that dot the airbase. It makes you grin as your wheels touch the ground, and you slide your jet smoothly into a standstill. You flick off the aircraft, pulling your mask from your face and dropping it down, while popping over the top of the jet.
He is there by the time you clamber out, stepping onto the wing. A tug of your helmet off your face reveals your smile, bright, megawatt against the sheen of sweat plastering strands of hair to the side of your face, because you hadn’t expected him to be here. He reaches up, catching you as you jump down onto the pavement and you drop your helmet to the ground while latching your hands around his neck, his arms holding you firmly around your waist.
“Hi.” Your greeting is simple, and he squeezes your sides through your flight suit in greeting. “Why and how?”
“We were on a case not too far off,” he explains in response to your first question before continuing, “and I made some calls,”
“Well ain’t I lucky my husband is a big FBI man.” You drawl out as you tiptoe, pressing your lips to his, the sounds of hollers, whistles and calls of “get him Siren”, from the other aviators echoing around you.
He kisses you back, but you both keep it simple, short and sweet, before he pulls away. You let your hands fall away from his neck, tugging his aviators off his face, before popping them on yours.
“I am the pilot.” You joke to his raised brow.
“Whatever you say sweetheart.” He opts for leaning forward to press another quick kiss to your lips again, his nose bumping lightly against yours, while tugging down the zip of your flight suit, allowing it to hang open, freeing you of your constraints, to reveal the white tank beneath your flight suit. It earns him a hoot from Razor who stops beside the both of you, clapping Aaron on the back.
Aaron winks at you, to which you roll your eyes, before he turns his attention to your approaching flight team who are pouring out their greetings.
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azoosepted · 1 year
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subnautica is probably ishmael’s least favorite videogame. it had to be said.
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segasys · 5 months
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I think more people should know about dissociative disorders if not just dissociation. The amount of people who have said they relate to raskolnikov in crime and punishment, but have no idea what it is, is hilarious to me honestly. “Oh my god you have no idea”. It would also just be nice if people knew about it because then we could probably help each other out, with grounding and stuff, and avoid things that can cause it. But this is mainly me dissociating in class and wishing I could lie down or go frolicking in the fields till it passes so..
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