bleached out face

the ever-present prokopenko, or: k’s dream boy in his nightmare world

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Ok. I saw this prompt and could not resist.
I had to do it!

I like to think that Ichigo would be a bit of a softy. So he would sneak their kid the cookie. Unfortunately, his stealth skills are not that great. So he can never pull one over on Rukia. 

And yes, Rukia is pregnant and Ichigo is being protective. But not so much that he smothers her. He just can’t help himself, he worries. 

The curry thing I got from The Honey Dish Rhapsody. Plus, we all know Ichigo loves spicy food. So it was quite the risk, ignoring her rules. 

Poor Ichigo. 

The prompt is here: http://janefoster.tumblr.com/post/102210382163/okay-but-if-your-otp-had-a-kid-which-one-would 

Commission Info

A Moment Alone

Request:  helloooo can you please write me a Namjoon scenario? thanxxxx

Hi! I hope this fits your expectations! If you want me to write another one for what happens when he gets home, I’d be happy to! 


Pairing: Kim Namjoon X Reader 

Genre: Fluff

Word Count:  715

“Hey, Joonie!” You crooned, sliding your hands over his chest from behind him as he sat in the office chair of the studio.

“Hey, baby.” He smiled, rubbing his hands over your arms. You leaned down to place a kiss on his cheek, but he quickly turned his head to the side, capturing your lips with his. Giggling, you pulled away.

“Hey! I was trying to be cute!” You whined, turning to sit on the couch.

“Aww I’m sorry, sweet heart. Come try again!” He exclaimed, spinning his chair to look at you. You smiled, shaking your head and crossing your arms as you leaned back. He smirked before getting out of his chair. “Fine,” he mumbled on his way over to you.

“Namjoon!” You squealed as your boyfriend pounced on you, tickling your sides. You giggled as he ticked you, scattering kisses over your face. When he finally let you breathe, he was hovering over you with a big smile on his face.

“You’re beautiful, Y/n” He whispered, making you smile so big, it made your cheeks hurt.

“An intelligent man like you should know better.” You replied, trying your best to get out from under him. He shot you a confused look, tilting his head.

“Jagi, you’re gorgeous, ravishing, alluring, delightful, stunning, prepossessing. Is that better?” He asked, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead. You laughed at his response, pausing your struggle for freedom.

“I would have also accepted glamorous.” You said with a straight face, looking into his captivating brown eyes. He chuckled at you with a small shake of his head.

“What am I gonna do with you?” He asked a slight smile lingering on his lips. You bit your lip, studying the perfect features of his face as you ran a finger over his lips. His eyes slowly roamed your face as you pushed his bleached hair out of his face, running your fingers through it and letting it fall back into his eyes.

“I don’t know, you tell me.” You whispered flirtatiously. He cocked an eyebrow before slowly leaning down and kissing you tenderly.

As your boyfriend kissed you sweetly, your hands roamed his back, dragging your nails down it gently over his shirt. Namjoon pulled away, looking into your eyes. “Are you trying to seduce me, jagiya?” He asked, biting his lip. You flashed him your best smile, poking his cheek.

“What if I am?” You asked, hoping he’d be willing to take a break from composing. He smiled, crashing his lips on yours. This time the kiss was heated and full of tongue.

You and Namjoon hadn’t had any privacy in weeks. He was always busy composing and being the leader of 6 rambunctious boys. You lived for moments like this with BTS’s Rap Monster.

A million thoughts of what you wanted to do next raced through your head. But before you could act on any of them, the studio door flung open and Namjoon jumped off of you.

“Namjoon-ah, don’t do that in here! It’s gross!” Yoongi whined as he walked in. You let your head fall against the couch with a sigh.

“Yoongi,” you shouted, “get out!” He looked at you, confused as you whined on the couch.

“Y/n, it’s okay. Go home, baby. I’ll be there in a little bit.” He said softly, helping you off the couch and kissing your forehead. “I need to write some more anyway.”

“But you said you were having a hard time thinking of what to write.” You whined, “ it’s gonna take you forever.” He laughed, shaking his head at you.

“You inspired me.” He said with a wink. Yoongi made a disgusted noise, reminding the two of you he was still there. “Go home, sweetie.” He repeated.

“I’ll be asleep by them time you get home.” You whined, missing your boyfriend’s cuddles.

“No, I’ll be home soon. I’m not done with you.” He said lowly. You tilted your head, asking for more information. “You have to finish what you started.” He whispered in your ear as he pressed your hand against his crotch. You smiled, knowing you did that to him. He kissed your cheek, saying goodbye. You waved to Yoongi and left the studio, eager for the rest of your night with Namjoon.

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☠☠ HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! ☠☠

As my usual tradition my loveliest will make their best for this Halloween! >w< 

I loooove Tim Burton’s movies and Nightmare Before Christmas has always been one of favorite ( >7<) also Orihime would surely make an awesome Sally! ♥


Fandom:    
DRRR!!
Pairing:      Shizaya/Izuo
Rating:       Declaration of war, but the fluffy sort.
Gift:            @dragonolong​ and @mothandbone​ for being rIDICULOUSLY NICE )<
Warning:     ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


“Huh?!” Disbelief seemed to zap out any eloquence that Shizuo might once have possessed, leaving him with no other way to question what he’d just heard. “Is… this a joke?”

It had to be a joke. There was no way in Hell that Orihara Izaya would say something like that so suddenly, and definitely not to Heiwajima Shizuo. They were supposed to hate each other, not-!

“I love Shizu-chan.” Izaya repeats himself a little more quietly, still embarrassed by how readily he’d shouted it before. There’s a faint pink to his cheeks, though it isn’t all that noticeable unless you’re looking for it, and his heart feels as though it’s pounding a thousand miles an hour.

He really hadn’t meant to say anything, and hadn’t even realised he’d felt this way until after it had been blurted out. But now that he knew, so many things seemed to make sense. So many of his memories, all Shizu-chan centric, revolved through his mind, making him smile despite his best efforts.

He loved him.

He loves him.

He wants him, forever. To hold onto his hands and bring them to his lips. To lay in the dark beside him, just knowing that he’s there. To make sure that no one hurts him, or touches him, or- god forbid- steals him away.

He wants Shizuo. His Shizuo.

“Fuck off?” Shizuo’s answer is hardly a deterrent, with the command turning into a question mostly directed at himself. “The fuck…? Wha-?”

“I don’t know!”

“What d’ya mean, you don’t know! You can’t just fucking say something like… like that and-”

“I didn’t mean it!”

“What-!? You bas-!” Shizuo takes a step forward, confusion and anger intermingling inside of him.

“I love you!” Taking a step forward of his own, Izaya repeats his declaration with more conviction, forcing Shizuo to take a step backward.

“Shut up.”

“Shizu-ch-” Izaya takes another step forward, and Shizuo takes another backward. He still wants to deny this, but seeing Shizuo so… like this… it’s-

“Shut up!” Another step backward and Shizuo is pressed against the wall, his pulse echoing in his ears. “Don’t just say shit like that!”

“Don’t you trust me?”

“Like fuck I do!” Shizuo’s fingers dig into the bricks behind him, and his voice sounds just a little unsure. “You’re lyin’.”

Though someone else might be offended by such honest words, Izaya finds himself with a flutter in his chest. “I love yo-”

“Prove it.” Shizuo interrupts without meaning to, and he turns his head away in embarrassment.

“Do you want me to kiss you?”

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Do you have any idea how pissed im gonna be if Ichigo becoms the soul king? He’ll literally sacrfice EVERYTHING AND LIVE IN A GLASS FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY while everyone is down there celebrating and being happy and my baby is locked up in a glasss?????? Lmao just thinking about this makes me angry af why would anyone wish that upon him

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tfw you hate the ending but basically you’re the leads of a big franchise and need to get paid, so you take the promo selfies but you’re actually lowkey planning how to shit on it through your art in a few days time.