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How the Bros Get Your Attention

How the bros Get Your Attention. In other words, how they show you that they want attention.


Noctis will drape some part of himself over you. He’ll behave kinda like a pet. If you ignore him to tease him, he’ll climb more onto you. If you’re sitting, he’ll lean against your shoulder, then drape a leg over your lap, then wrap his arms around you, then bury his face into your neck, and if none of that works, he’ll move over and straddle you until you pay attention to him. He’ll let out sighs between each stage, each sigh increasingly louder the longer you ignore him. If you’re standing, you’ll feel the weight of his head plop between your shoulder blades and his arms come around your waist. His voice will vibrate through you while he drowsily tries to convince you to come take a nap with him.

Prompto will ask you to be his model in a lot more pictures than normal. Where he’d normally take a scenic picture, he’ll ask you to come into the shot. There’s also a noticeable increase in the amount of candids he takes of you. He’ll grab your hand to hold while you guys are traveling on foot, not letting go until y’all are in battle or something of the sort. He’ll hum a lot more, humming songs he knows you know to try and encourage you to join with him. At camp, he’ll pass the camera to you first, then you to the rest of the boys. Sometimes Prompto takes a page from Noctis’ book and drapes himself across you (more than normal) once you get into the tent. He’ll octopus around you when y’all turn in, but untangle yourself and make him the little spoon. The sunshine child will be content.

Gladio will flaunt himself at you. He’ll get your attention at random moments (never in battle) and flex his muscles or give you a goofy grin. Don’t be mistaken. He just wants some tenderness – if her wanted sex, the looks he’d be giving you would be a lot heavier with lust and he’d be trying to get you riled up. Nah, he just wants some attention. He’ll try to share his book with you while y’all are on the road, even if you already have your own book. At camp, he’ll take a page from Noct’s book and put his head on your lap and just keep reading. This is his silent way of telling you that he wants you to play in his hair, so please do. In fact, you don’t even really need prompting – your hands just automatically seek out his hair when he settles his head in your lap.

Ignis will be more touchy than usual (not in a sexual way). Where he would normally just give an appreciative nod and a smile, you find him reaching out to rub your arm, too. When he’s driving and you’re in the front seat, even though he prefers the use of his right hand you’ll find it resting on your though or perhaps even searching out your hand. He’ll ask you to help him cook dinner (not that you don’t usually help, he just never asks) and it turns out to be your favorite meal. Ignis won’t voice it directly – it’ll all be subtle, but you’ll be able to pick up on the signs. When you all clamber into the tent to get some rest, wrap your arms around him and make him the little spoon; he’ll love it.

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I did something for InuKag week! :D Yay! This is for Day 4 family :3 enjoy!


Inuyasha looked at the child in Kagome’s arms with surprise and then curiosity. He even crept forward and leaned over the back of the couch to sniff at the infant, much the way she might have expected a dog to behave.

“Where’d you get the kid?” he asked, giving the pair of them a curious look.

Kagome grinned up at him. “My mom stole her from my cousin until she gets over her flu,” she replied, turning from his startled expression to look down at the baby. 

“Your poor mommy wasn’t feewing very good was she?” Kagome asked the infant in a babying voice. The child cooed back, reaching for a lock of her hair. “I don’t feel veewy good when I’m sick either.”

“The mother has a disease?” Inuyasha asked in a somewhat alarmed voice.
Kagome looked up at Inuyasha a little more seriously and nodded. “Yeah. The flu. But It’s not that big a deal in my time. To most people, it just means a few days of throwing up and general misery. Then you’re over it." 

He looked from Kagome to the baby in her arms uncertainly. "Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’ve had the flu plenty of times. Trust me, so long as she stays hydrated and gets plenty of rest and medicine she’ll be better in no time." 

She looked back down at the child. "But if little Suki-chan here had caught it she might not have handled it so well, so my mother volunteered to take care of her until it’s safe to go back.”

Inuyasha looked at the baby almost sympathetically and relaxed a bit. "I get it.”
“Why don’t you come sit with us?” Kagome offered, reaching over with one hand and patting the cushion on the couch beside her. “Mom went out to pick up dinner so when she gets back we can all eat.”

He hesitantly nodded and sat beside her, once more looking down at the baby intently. His ears twitched when she made some small noise or movement.
The tiny girl seemed to catch sight of him and her gray eyes fixed themselves on a lock of his long white hair and reached toward him with a pleased gurgle.

“Aww, look at that, she likes you,” Kagome said, flashing the half-demon a grin.
Finally, Inuyasha looked away. “Keh.”
“Have you ever held a baby before?” she asked good-naturedly.
“No,” he replied neutrally.
“Do you want to try?” she asked, smiling wider.
“Er… Not really.”
Kagome’s smile melted a little but she simply shrugged. “That’s fine. a lot of men aren’t very interested in babies. Souta practically bolted away when Mama asked him." 

"It’s not that I’m not interested,” Inuyasha admitted with a look of embarrassment. “I just don’t wanna hurt her.” He looked back at the child with an expression full of worry. “She’s so small.”
Kagome smiled and nudged him with her shoulder playfully. He blinked and looked up at her.
“Then how about this, if you’re worried about holding her you could just let her touch your hand? And then if you feel like it, you can work your way up from there.”

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be careful.

all the things he said
keep washing ashore
in quiet moments
when I am alone
like when he would come up to my car
and tell me to roll the window down
he would lean in and I would touch his hands and he would say,
“be careful.”
before I drove away
or the first time I broke things off
and he didn’t want to let me go
his eyes were wet and he pulled me in tight to his chest and said quietly,
“you’re just so precious.”
these are the things that haunt me
on morning walks and nighttime drives
his ghost is a strong presence
even while his face is fading
I’m trying to remember every thing
even though it hurts
I don’t want to forget him
I want to remember what it felt like
when I thought he was mine.

Sing me a song

SUMMARY: You’re Rick’s eldest daughter and Negan asks you to sing, which leads into something darker, more sinister and more complicated.

WARNINGS: Strong language, sexual tension

PAIRINGS: Negan x reader, Dad!Rick x Daughter!Reader, Carl x Sister!Reader, Judith x Sister!Reader

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“Carl, you stupid son of a b-” You opened the door and was shocked to find Negan with your baby brother. You looked at the dried blood on his bat then back at the intimidating leader. His eyes widened slightly when he saw you but then they became hooded and seductive.

“Well, hello.” He smirked, leaning back. You gulped, thinking about what your father had told you- what Negan had done to Glenn and Abraham.

“Is Rick home?” Negan asked as he pushed past you and walked into the living room. Before Carl could do the same, you pulled him by his ear.

“What the fuck are you doing with Negan?” You hissed quietly.

“I-I just wanted to-” you pulled his ear harder before you swiped your hand away,“Ow, what the shit, (Y/N)?”

“Well?” You sighed, crossing your arms.“You were supposed to just be on watch duty. And here I am, babysitting… Judith. Shit.” You cursed and dashed to the living room.

When you arrived, you saw Judith swinging the bat around. Glenn and Abraham’s blood fell on the wooden floor.

“What the fuck?” You whispered, pulling Judith away from Negan’s lap and then you gave his bat back to him.

“Carl!” You called just as Judith began crying,“Take Judi to Carol’s please.” The boy did exactly as he was told. The only mistake was you were now left alone with the big bad wolf.

He stared at you, smirking as he licked his lips and scratched his stubble.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Giving a friggin’ kid a murder weapon?” You cried out.

That was another mistake. Instantly, Negan stood up, towering above you as he gave you the deadliest look he could muster. You immediately thought you were gonna die as his grip tightened around the barbed-wire bat.

“Don’t fucking talk to me like that.” Negan hissed, gripping your wrist. You puffed, your eyes watering slightly in fear but you didn’t want to lose your pride.

“Judith is three fuckin’ years old.” Your voice grew from nervous to seriously confident as you began to think about your family,“I don’t give a shit that you might kill me now but don’t you fucking dare give my baby sister that bat.”

A playful, challenging smirk played on Negan’s plump lips. He leaned inward, whispering in your ear,“Or what?”

You ripped your hand away from him, massaging the redness he caused.

“Don’t.” You said, leaving him to head to the kitchen.

Negan followed and watched as you began to clean the mess on the kitchen counter.

“I ought to take you across my knee and spank you silly for walking away when I’m expecting an answer from you, babygirl.” Negan winked. You made a sound of disgust but inside, your stomach was full of butterflies.

“Fuck you, Negan.” You growled. He sat down and laid Lucille on the table in front of him.

“Only if you say please, babygirl.” He winked.

“My name is (Y/N).” You said then carried on washing the dishes. There was a moment of silence until you heard his chair being dragged back. You felt the hairs of the back of your neck rise as Negan stood behind you.

“W-what are you doing?” You mumbled, he moved away to get stuff from the cupboard next to your head.

“I’m gonna make spaghetti.” He beamed.

He began whistling as he worked. As you washed the dishes and he cooked, he did small little things that caused you to blush- whether it was him touching your waist as he walked behind you even though there was a lot of space or he would groan like he was having sex when he was smelling the food, Negan would be doing something to seduce you.

“Ok.” You had enough as you put away the last dried plates and cutlery,“What the fuck do you want?”

“Well.” Negan began, stepping closer to you,“I want your dad to come and talk business with me… but since he’s not fucking here, you’ll have to do.”

Negan switched the fire off and walked back to the living room, swinging Lucille along with him. He sat down and you were about to sit in front of him when he clicked his fingers and pointed to the space beside him.

“For fuck’s sake…” you mumbled as you made your way closer to him. Just as you were about to sit down, you felt his arms wrap around you waist and you fell on his lap. His hard-on was perfectly in line between your thighs. You bit back a moan as his heat warmed you up. He didn’t hold his groan in but instead, grinded his hips up.

No, you though, you couldn’t do that to Maggie or Sasha or Rosita. You jumped off his lap and held your hands up when he stood up with you.

“No funny business, doucheprick.” You announced, your eyes tearing up in embarrassment whilst he just gave you a lop-sided smile. You sat back on the sofa chair in front of him. Negan leaned back and adjusted his trousers with no shame. You blushed when you made eye contact with him, he chuckled.

“Your baby brother’s a tough sonuvabitch.” Negan grinned,“Kinda makes me wanna have a kid… wanna help?”

You groaned, face-palming.

“Oh babygirl. You carry on making noises like that and I’ll have no choice but to fuck you raw.” Negan’s state intensified.

“Stop. Please.” You begged,“What were you doing with Carl?”

“Well, the kid hid in my black van and shot up my men. Being the gentleman I am, I took him back home instead of killing him.” Negan explained as he paced in front of you,“I believe I deserve a reward, don’t you think?”

You gave him a reluctantly laugh, standing and shaking your head,“Haha, no sexual offers coming from me.”

He grabbed your wrist again, saying,“Sing me a song instead, babygirl.”

You chuckled,“Sure thing, daddy.” It was an obvious joke. However, Negan visibly tensed up yet regained himself by giving you the widest, dimpled grin ever.

“(Y/N), I didn’t know you had a daddy kink.” Negan smiled,“Lucky me.”

“Shut the fuck u-” You closed your mouth when he held Lucille to your lips. He tutted, waggling his finger and shaking his head.

“I said Sing me a song.” He said, serious once again,“Be a good girl for daddy.”

Your eyes watered in fear as you slowly stood up.

“And where the fuck do you think you’re going?” Negan’s voice was quiet yet intimidating.

You stammered,“I-I’m just gonna get my guitar.”

A smile crawled back on his lips,“Good girl.”

You rushed to your room and went to find your guitar. It was brown, old and bare as you pulled off all your stickers once you hit 18 years of age. Now you were 24, confident and strong-willed yet you feared the man downstairs.

“C'mon, baby girl. Daddy doesn’t like to be kept waiting.” Negan called. You sped back, the guitar in your hands.

“I think you should sit right… here.” Negan pointed at the space between his legs then he gripped on Lucille,“Otherwise Lucille would get her fun, starting with Carl and Judith.”

You choked back a sob and quickly sat on his lap.

“Go on.” Negan cooed in your ear, Lucille was placed next to him whilst his hands were on either side of your waist,“Sing for me.”

You let out a shaky breath before strumming. The guitar was out of tune so you hurriedly tune it out. After a few moments of turning the machine heads, you strummed the introduction of a song your mother used to sing to you.

‘There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold And she’s buying a stairway to heaven…’

When you sing the first few lines, Negan’s hands tightened around your waist for a bit before relaxing.

’…When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying a stairway to heaven…“

As you sung Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin, you began to forget Negan was sitting behind you. You closed your eyes and let the music flow through your whole self.

"Wow, you have quite a voice on you.” Negan cracked a sincere, impressed smile,“Didn’t know Rick had the balls to create a little rockstar like you.”

You blushed at his compliment. Negan stood up, pushing you away for a moment before turning you around. You looked up, his face inches away from you. He leaned in, taking the guitar from your grasp and you allowed it.

“You’re the first person to touch this guitar since my mother died.” You revealed as he gently put it beside Lucille.

“How did she die?” He asked, curious and his eyes filled with sympathy,“She must’ve been a hella of a awesome and talented woman to make someone as super hot and as badass as you.”

You genuinely laughed, making Negan smile,“Yeah, she was… um, she died of cancer before the world turned to shit. Good thing too. I would hate to have shot her like how Carl shot his mom… Poor kid.”

“Bad ass kid.” Negan corrected,“You know, he’s a little serial killer in the making.” You glared at him for a moment before you noticed what you were doing.

Negan is a ruthless killer, you said to yourself, don’t test his patience with you. He pulled you back from your thoughts when you felt his hands caress your face. His breath tickled your cheeks and you mouth. Licking your lips and closing your eyes, you leaned forward. Negan had pressed his mouth against yours for a moment but then, the front door was thrown wide open and you forced yourself to fall backwards, trying to get away from Negan before anyone could see.

“Negan!” Your father called, pissed off yet scared,“What are you doing?”

You stood up and walked back to your father but he held you back. Your dad gave you a curious look and you shrugged, looking nervous like him.

“Well, I was fucking looking for you.” Negan clarified,“But your baby girl’s been keeping me company. Didn’t know she had such a beautiful voice. Even sung one of my favourite songs.”

“Negan…” Rick wanted, eyeballing his arm on your waist,“Let my daughter go.”

As your father spoke, Negan turned around and took Lucille back into his hand and walked to him.

“No.” he challenged, swinging the bat in circles,“You belong to me. Everything belongs to me… which means, she is mine. Mine.” Rick watched as Lucille swung faster and closer to him. However, he stood his ground and refused to show fear. Just when Lucille was about to hit his face, you screamed, pulling Negan to you.

“Stop! Please!” Tears rushed from your eyes,“I’ll be yours-”

“(Y/N), no!” Rick roared but stopped making any noise when Negan whipped around and gave him a baleful look.

A tear fell from your eyes, Negan wiped it away then caressed your lower lip. You looked back at your father, who was distraught, watching his eldest daughter and his arch nemesis have an intimate moment.

“Kiss me.” Negan whispered,“Or I’ll crack your father’s skull-” You held his face with both hands and crashed your lips on his, despite the pained sounds coming from Rick.

“Nega-” You didn’t know it but Negan had held his finger to your father as he deepened the kiss, making you involuntarily moan. Rick couldn’t watch so he looked at the ground, eyes full of defeat. One of Negan’s hands travelled from your waist to your ass and the other cupped the back of your neck. You nearly forgot about your father but when Negan began trailing his lips down your neck, you saw him staring at the floor.

You pushed him back, looking at Rick, who finally returned his eyes to you.

“(Y/N).” Your dad whispered, shoulders slumped.

“No, Rick.” Negan argued,“You do not speak to my wife. Not anymore.” You looked up to him, with a horrified look, his arm around your neck.

“What?” You and your dad shouted so loudly that two of Negan’s people, Arat and Dwight, rushed in with guns.

“Boss?” The woman asked,“Everything alright here?”

Negan nodded,“Yeah sure.” Then he bent down and whispered in your ear,“Not only do I want to fuck you hard, rough and fast, as husbands do to their wives, but I’d love for you sing to me too… Marry me.”

It was sort of sweet but when you made eye contact with Rick, you fell apart and your heart broke. He shook his head, silently begging you would say no but Negan’s harsh grip on your waist dig deeper until you nodded.

“Yes.”

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Originally posted by thewalkingdead

Green

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: none

Words: 1197

A/N: This is really cute (:

You stared into Dean’s eyes, mesmerized by a color green that shouldn’t exist, but does in his eyes. You didn’t want to look away, and you didn’t. The two of you stared at each other, grinning widely as you absentmindedly reached for his hand, him meeting you halfway. You slowly leaned forward, your eyes not once leaving his hypnotizing green eyes, your lips brushing against each other as he leaned forward, too. Finally, you closed your eyes, allowing yourself to look away from his eyes, and-

“What are you doing?” You sighed as you dropped your phone onto the couch and looked up at Jensen, frowning as he sat across from you on the next cushion.

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The Changes You Can't See - a MikaYuu drabble

Yuu feels a little stupid he’s never noticed: Mika can’t sleep.

Naturally, he’d assume Mika would lay down in his room at night, because that’s what you do… when you’re human.

“You seriously never noticed?” Mika watches him incredulously.

Yuu scratches the back of his head, embarrassed. “I never paid it much attention…”

That’s a pretty Yuu thing to do, Mika must decide. He takes the explanation without much more of a fight, sighing a little.

Yuu can hear the ‘incredible" in that tiny puff of air.

He steps next to Mika, leaning against the shabby house wall, and looks out the starry night sky like Mika does. “How does it feel not being able to sleep?” Yuu asks in innocent curiosity.

Mika doesn’t answer. Yuu can feel him becoming stiff.

“… Not human,” He spits the words reluctantly.

Yuu huffs. The answer doesn’t please him, and silence is all that passes between them for a moment.

He thinks it must be lonely… to stand out here every night on his own– like the nights when Yuu would cry as a child. So loudly, apparently, that a soldier would snitch him to Guren and make him check on Yuu.

He wonders, did Mika cry too? Did he cry alone in a room, not getting the image of his family dying out of his head?

Did he have a Guren who came to check on him? Someone who stayed until he fell asleep?

“I can’t sleep,” Yuu lies, the words coming out of nowhere.

He turns to look at Mika, his face as innocent as ever. “Will you stay with me?”

Mika’s eyes grow wide. “You want me to stay with you in your room?”

“I want you to stay with me in my bed.”

Mika blushes. Even in the lacking light, Yuu can see it - feel it - more likely.

He lifts his hand to touch Mika’s cheek, the skin hot, stroking over his cheekbone with his thumb. “Will you?”

“Ah…”

Mika glances to the side.

“I guess.”

-/-

You’d think it’d be awkward to share a bed, but somehow… both seem to know exactly what to do.

Yuu faces the wall, laying on his side, and Mika casually places an arm around him from behind.

“This feels like something we’d do as children…” Mika mumbles, his voice full of warmth. He’s so close, his breath spills into Yuu’s hair, disturbing it.

Mika adds, “When you were still a crybaby.”

“I wasn’t a crybaby,” Yuu grumbles in protest. The tips of his ears feel hot.

“You were. You’d think I didn’t see with your back turned to me, but I did.”

Yuu grows silent. His brain is slowly connecting the puzzle pieces. “… Is that why you’d come lie next to me?”

“Maybe.”

There’s a smile in Mika’s voice.

Yuu’s ears grow hotter, and Mika presses a kiss to the back of Yuu’s head.

They don’t say anything for a while. There’s only the sound of them breathing and the beat of their hearts.

“Thank you,” Yuu mumbles eventually.

Mika’s presence always had something soothing. It felt like he wanted to be around Yuu, and Yuu wanted the same. It’s almost like they sought comfort in each other - back then - as they do now.

Mika mumbles back, “I have to thank /you./”

He shuffles closer, holding Yuu a little tighter, like he’s preparing himself to join Yuu in sleep.

Yuu forgets quickly that it’s something that Mika can’t do.

And never will.

In the Cave

so after much badgering from @ashethehedgehog, i’ve been bullied into writing out the beginning of 3 gods au. that being said, it’s JUST the beginning that’ll be in fic form, bc pffft, the whole thing is way too long. each lifetime might as well be a full-length novel and man, thesis is kicking my ass as it is. but um, hey, enjoy.

warnings: mentioned major character death, a little non-consensual touching (yami being an incredibly huge creep)

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“You should move.”

Victor buries his nose deeper on the crook of Yuuri’s neck. “Or maybe you should.”

“Victor, I’m cold,” Yuuri whines because Victor’s warmth on top of him can’t counter the cold from the ice beneath his body.

“I’m cold too, that’s why I’m holding you.” That, and Yuuri feels comfortable and soft and too lovely for Victor to let go.

“We’re going to get sick,” Yuuri says, but still he runs his fingers through the platinum strands.

“Perhaps,” Victor smiles into his neck. “Or perhaps we can warm ourselves up.”

“Oh? And what do you propose we do?”

“We can continue the training,” Victor replies, before he leans to bite Yuuri’s ear, “or we can do another workout together.”

Yuuri slips his hand under Victor’s jacket. “On the ice? Sounds fun.”

“I’m glad you agree.”

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“Beka, I’m moving to Kazakhstan!”

“Why?”

“THE ICE HERE IS SOILED! MY BRAIN IS TAINTED! I NEED A BRAINWASH RIGHT NOW!!!”

Lance leans back in his chair and shoots Hunk a wink. “I am a man of mystery, as it were.” Hunk rolls his eyes without meaning to.
“Oh, really?”
“I’m enigmatic. I could be batman and you wouldn’t even know.
“Well, we sleep in the same bed, and I’m pretty sure I would have noticed if you had started fighting crime.”
“Well- How do you know??”
“You’d tell me first thing. You’re horrible at secret keeping. You’re like- You’re oblivious, but once you know something you make sure I do too.”
“Tsuyoshi!!” Lance punches Hunk in the arm and pouts. Hunk’s smirk drops.
“You know I love you, Lance. We’re married.”
“You could let me be flirtatious every once in a while.” Lance’s shoulders relax and he fights a smile. Hunk leans over and kisses his cheek.
“Not a chance.”

before: 1990

She never knew any of them by name, and if she tries she can barely remember their faces. They told her it was a routine medical screening, standard FBI procedure. But nothing feels standard about cold metal under her back or leather straps around her wrists.

She smells a hospital, a normally comforting smell to her but suddenly it’s tinged with something foreign, bitter acrid smoke.

And there is a man and he is leaning in her face, placing a mask over her nose, saying it’ll be over soon and it won’t hurt.

Instinct kicks in, too slow. She tries to kick and fight and maybe they’re surprised because she gets the advantage for a second.

But then there’s a needle in her arm and she doesn’t remember anything after that.

Liam coming in his room and closing his door.
He turns music on and starts moving his hips to the music as he throws off his top, kicks off his shoes and rips off the socks, throwing them near the door.
He stretches his back where he’s been sweating and undoes the button from his jeans and wiggles out of them, they also get kicked away, then he pulls down his underwear and throws them. 
He picks out fresh underwear but feels a bit dirty after his run, so decided on a quick shower. Reaching the desk he picks up his bag of male cosmetics before he notices a smirking Theo leaning against his wardrobe. 

anonymous asked:

hello! just wanted to make sure if requests are still open and if the acc is still active! if so, could you do one where naruto, sasuke, annd kakashi seeing their s/o smile like a huge cheesy smile for the first time in a while and they're like woow I'm in love?? i hope that makes sense :) have a lovely day or night!

Of course it’s still active! x3x And of course you can! i don’t have a bias towards kakashi or anything noooo And thank you! You too! I hope you enjoy/ what you were after! <3


Naruto, Sasuke, and Kakashi Witnessing their S/O Smile a Big Cheeky Smile

Naruto:

- When he first sees them smile like that, he visibly melts. Well… Not visibly, that would be rather gross, but like a deep, content sigh and sinks into his chair or whatever else he’s sitting in. If he’s in Ichiraku with them, he leans on the counter, resting his chin on his arms, a dumb, euphoric smile in his face.

- He’s unable to comprehend that he’s with them, still thinking he’s living a dream he doesn’t want to wake up from. Later at home, he’s super affectionate, like, constant cuddles. Those cuddles are so nice and warm you simply don’t want to leave them, even if you have a mission or something. That can wait. Naruto Cuddles are a must and remain first at all times.

Sasuke:

- Much like Naruto, he can’t believe that he’s with them, but he does a much better job at concealing this. Instead of melting, he leans back in his seat and lets out a quiet sigh, watching their every movement.

- If the two of them are on a mission, he volunteers to take the first watch, but instead of keeping an eye on their surroundings, he watches them. After a few hours of watching them move about, he gives in to wanting to hold them and cuddles up close to them, making sure not to wake them up. He sees them smile slightly the moment his body touches theirs and can’t help but smile as he mushes his face in their neck, hiding his growing blush. Sasuke isn’t the best at cuddling, but for his s/o, he’ll make an exception.

Kakashi:

- He’s with them and his dogs while on a mission. The group’s taking a quick break when Biscuit starts playing with them. Hearing their small laughter, Kakashi looks over to see them smiling without a care in the world, allowing Biscuit to lick their face, giving them kisses.

- Slightly jealous Kakashi takes control uh oh and Kakashi can’t tear his eyes away from them, watching them as his ninken gives them kisses that Kakashi should be giving them. He can’t believe that they stayed with him all this time, waiting through the times when Kakashi had been insufferable. Forcing his ninken to disappear, Kakashi flits in next to them, giving them soft kisses and “I love you”s. Despite hugging them tightly, he still can’t believe that they’re here, with him. He can’t even comprehend just how much he loves them.

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Pining!keith masterlist?

yea dude i gotta pining!keith tag xx I probably won’t make a masterlist because there’s so many but I’ll list some here

All things infinite by MemeKonVLD (1/1 | 7,087 | Mature)

“I didn’t know Lance was…”

“Bi?” Hunk supplied.

“Ready to jump anyone sentient and willing?” Pidge offered.

“Yeah, let’s go with bi,” Hunk says.

//violence //blood //injury //near death experiences 

got got got it bad by kairiolette (1/1 | 10,377 | Teen And Up)

“He leans in to hook his arm around Keith’s shoulders in full. It’s right in Keith ear, when he speaks. “I have a crush on someone new, like, every week.”

“No—it’s not someone.” Keith brings his head up, and it feels as heavy on his neck as if it were his center of gravity, and he meets Lance’s eyes with his own. Keith doesn’t mean to communicate something through their silence, he just kind of gets caught up in staring at Lance’s face, which tends to happen lately. Sharp features, cheekbones and chin. Impossible eyes and a loud mouth as expressive as his eyebrows. But Lance seems to come to some understanding on his own. He sits back in a rare, rare moment of speechlessness, that mouth of his slightly pursed and twitching in its search for words in what can only be, though Keith doesn’t know much about body language, immense confusion on the brink of realization.”

can’t fight this feeling anymore by okanus (8/13 | 40,251 | Explicit)

“Uh, yeah Mama, you’re right! Yeah, Keith is my…boyfriend, how did you guess?”

“Maternal instinct. I’m so happy for you, baby. You deserve it.”

Lance could hear her smiling through the line. He had made a terrible, terrible mistake.

//homophobia

submissive black hole by epiproctan (1/1 | 7,223 | Explicit)

Keith has always known that he wasn’t going to get what he truly wants out of the arrangement, but he also hadn’t ever imagined that it would just…end.

The Boy and The Nutcracker by Renommus (8/? | 35,681 | General)

Keith never imagined he’d enjoy ballet. Then he saw the Nutcracker.

Voltron Cafe by PinkHitman (15/? | 74,960 | Not Rated)

Lance is the number one butler at a maid cafe, and his number one customer? Just his old High School rival Keith.

//attempted sexual assault 

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Orphan Brigade [High School Years]: Geoffs boys are growing up fast. They’re attending High School, meeting girls and participating in epic heists.

[Trigger Warnings: Bullying and Violence]


Michael hated school. This was common knowledge. If it wasn’t for his brothers, it was unlikely that Michael would even go to his classes. He wasn’t made for sitting still for hours on end. He would prefer being outside, getting his hands dirty.

The only exception to Michael’s hatred of school work was his science classes. He and Gavin were often teamed up as lab partners and it was often the only time that Michael would actually apply himself to the work. He would even occasionally do research outside of class. 

“This won’t work.” Michael stated, reading from the textbook Gavin had passed him. He leaned back against his locker as he read. “You see here? That’s an endothermic reaction.” He explained, pointing the the chart. “We need an exothermic one. We want the heat to be released, not stored. Ya moron.” 

“But Micoo-” 

Gavin was interrupted as a few jocks walked past them. One of them reached over and slapped the book out of Michael’s hands. 

“Nerd!” The jock yelled smugly as he walked away.

“Ooooh.” Gavin glanced over at Michael, who was shaking with rage. “That’s not good.”

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He asks her medical opinion like he’s mocking her, and she has to fight the urge to be defensive.

This is what he wants. Spy on him. Learn his secrets. Learn what he knows.

Maybe you can explain to me why it’s Bureau policy to label these cases as unexplained phenomena.

He leans closer to her like he’s telling her a secret.

“Do you believe in the existence of extraterrestrials?”

She smirks. It feels strange on her face.

“Logically, I would have to say no.”

He can’t even tell it’s a lie.

I’m still in a really bad mood, but I think I’m feeling a tiny bit better? Thanks to those who talked to me tonight. <3 

Some mush from Yuuri wins all the gold oneshot which has PASSED 12K:

Victor comes into clear view and his arms are so wide.

Yuuri leaps into them. Victor catches him, because of course he does, and the force of it causes him to need to whirl Yuuri around before he sets him down. He smiles, beams, and Yuuri can tell that Victor has been crying too. Yuuri looks into his eyes once they’ve stopped moving and presses his fingers to his cheeks, wiping away any remaining wetness. “I did great, right?”

Victor laughs at that. “Katsuki Yuuri, are you fishing for kisses?” He leans down a bit and presses an all too brief kiss to Yuuri’s lips. “You were magnificent. Now, come on, let’s go get you those scores.”

The recent chapter gave me a huge DadMight kick and since I needed something happy I thought i share my headcanon about Toshinori being a pretty good dancer. Since heroes are celebrities many would attend a lot of Galas and Charity events to maintain a certain image. Meaning bulky All Might has to learn to dance with a partner a talent that probably went unused after his injury.

Perhaps some of the kids are out in the dorms living room listening to some upbeat classical, and just relaxing or working on homework, when Toshi walks in curious about the music. Maybe he leans against the couch and taps his foot to the beat or maybe he hums along, either way he seems at ease and excited about it and eventually Mina asks, “All Might can you dance?” He explains that yes he learned how to dance for festive events oblivious to the rising excitement in the room until Mina jumps up from the couch exclaiming that he HAD to dance with them

This leads to Toshi giving impromptu dance lessons to each of the kids in the room, swirling them around and laughing with them as Uraraka, Kirishima, and Mina all try to dance with him at once, and maybe he thinks all those lessons wouldn’t go to waste like he once thought

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solace x BM plz?

Raven gasps as his sword flew out of his hand. “Shit…!” He scrambled towards it to retrieve the weapon, but stops as a hooded figure blocks him.

He knew that he couldn’t fight Solace with just the Nasod Arm. He also knew that he couldn’t escape from the former El Master. Raven decides to stand his ground and accept his fate.

He waited for the inevitable and feels his chin tilting up to meet eye to eye with Solace. “…?”

“You are a worthy opponent…” Solace murmurs, and he leans in to kiss Raven, who widens his eyes in surprise.

“Nnn?” He tries to pull away but Solace holds him firmly.

Solace knew that he will never let the Blade Master go.

Raven is now his.