i love you tbqh


Back to the good ‘ol boys and bonding times with ‘em :D

hes-my-silver-archer-boy  asked:

Hey, not sure if you are still doing requests, but will you pretty please do #2 for Nicky and Erik. Like maybe early on during the exchange program maybe?... I really love your writing sooooo much.

(This was sent a million years ago but I loved writing them and I hope you like it too!! You’re too goddamn kind wth)

02: “I think I’m in love with you and that scares the hell out of me.” nicky/erik

Their routine is pretty simple, now that he’s settled in. Make breakfast with Erik’s mom (the only morning person in the house), try not to burn things when Erik walks in with the sun on the hem of his smile. Go to the airy Stuttgart high school and text Erik under the desks, feel German in his mouth like something God put there directly, something his parents never touched. Wander home past palace square and pretend it’s the fresh, sunny air making him feel untouchable, not Erik’s fingers brushing his knuckles.

They sleep in the same room, three feet apart, until the house takes soft breaths and the clock is the loudest sound on the air. The hardwood is cool when Nicky climbs out of bed and Erik lifts his duvet for him.

The whole thing is indescribable. The way coming to Germany felt like breaking out of prison, and Erik Klose at the arrival gate had felt like instantly stumbling upon a five star hotel with his name on the guest list.

Every day he spends watching Erik get teased about his sexuality by his mother with a pat on the cheek and a shared laugh, every time their now mutual friends nudge him and Erik together, every church service he spends staring at the rainbow flag peeking innocently out from the decor, is another day that he can’t stop gulping in the freshness of the air.

He dreams about the conversion camp, and he wakes up in his maybe boyfriend’s arms. He falls in love with how easy it is and cries when he thinks of how easy it wasn’t and can’t always be. English rusts in his mouth.

Erik doesn’t label the thing they have, but sometimes they sit in the family’s garage on their sixth or seventh beer (eighteen Nicky. You’re legal. Stop trying to smuggle six packs past my mother like she doesn’t know what we’re doing) and they bet on how many cars will go by. Erik holds Nicky’s hand to his own heart and counts off all the verses in the bible that preach unconditional love.

“You know that whole ‘love is patient, love is kind’ thing? That’s for you too,” Erik says, tugging the hair out from behind Nicky’s ear so it curls around his face.

“Mmm. I don’t think my love would be patient. My love would get shit done.”

Erik laughs, leaning back and cradling his beer to his chest. “I don’t doubt it.”

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                                                                    ❝ He keeps his promise. I can’t get enough of his lips, his kisses, his hands, his touch, everywhere.

                                      And I finally know what it means to be worshipped.❞

person: [points at grisha paperbacks on shelf] so what’s the main love interest like??
me: a disease
me: no really his name is malaria

anonymous asked:

Ninette week is here and I have a confession to make. I love one sided Ninette, where Nino is crushing so hard on Marinette but she is too into Adrien to notice. Also I read one story where she was getting married to Adrien and Nino was heartbroken... I love me angst. Unrequited Love!

can’t relate tbqh


They’re on a road. A winding ribbon of highway never ending in the soft pitch of night. 

Great evergreen trees are silhouetted on either side of them, blowing past with every mile the Impala swallows, hulking and ominous in the night. 

They can see the moon out the windshield, a silvery Cheshire smile hanging in the sky, surrounded by thousands of tiny stars, glittering. 

They’re on a road, and Castiel takes Dean’s hand. A practiced slide of fingers finding the spaces they belong between one another. It’s easy, and it’s subtle, and it’s normal. Dean smiles.

They’re at a diner. It’s the third day of a hunt. The smell of grease and old vinyl hangs heavy around them, and the menus are laminated and sticky. Sam is boxed up against the window - though he doesn’t seem to mind - and Cas is settled in next to him. 

Sam’s on the phone. His hazel eyes grazing the menu as he listens to Charlie prattle on about a lead she found. He finds a corner of the menu where the lamination is beginning to weaken and picks at it. Dean watches him absently.

They’re at a diner, and Cas’ eyes find Dean’s across the table like they have so many times before. They’re soft, and endless, and nestled comfortably between deepening laugh lines. 

“They have fresh cherry pie.” Castiel points out. 

Dean’s chest feels tight. Even after all this time. “Yeah,” he says. And Cas smiles. 

They’re in a scant motel room. Dean’s situated on the toilet seat while Cas busies himself with the first aid kit. The collar of Dean’s shirt is slick with blood, his or the vamp’s he isn’t sure, but if the concerned vee Cas’ brows have fallen into is anything to go by, Dean can probably wager a pretty educated guess. 

The light hums overhead, dim and yellow, and the sharp smell of antiseptic fills the air as Castiel readies a cotton ball. He turns to Dean. Takes Dean’s chin between his fingers and tilts Dean’s head back.

“This may sting.” He states, unnecessarily. Dean nods, and Cas dabs at the wound just over Dean’s eye with his nose scrunched in concern, and fingers trembling. 

When the wound is clean, and stitched, Castiel tapes gauze over it. 

They’re in a scant motel room, and Cas cups Dean’s face in his hands. Brushes their lips together. 

“I don’t like to see you hurt.” Cas mutters, thumbs stroking up and down Dean’s cheeks.

Dean shrugs. Casts a weak smile up at Castiel. “All part of the job, remember?”

Cas’ eyes go soft. “Perhaps we should consider alternative career paths.”  

They’re at the bunker. Their room is dark, the sheets cool against their bare skin. Dean lays, melting into the memory foam, with his eyelids falling heavy, and Cas a warm line against his back. 

Cas finds Dean’s neck with his lips, and Dean shudders.

They’re at the bunker, and Cas noses at the hairline along Dean’s neck, his arms curling tighter around Dean’s waist. “I love you, Dean Winchester.” He mutters into Dean’s skin.

Dean’s lips twitch at the corners, his brain clouding over with sleep. “I love you, Castiel Winchester.” He garbles back. And then he’s asleep.

What I’m Reading - Week 4

ahhhhh hi friends!!! sorry I missed last week, but hey! at least we have twice the fic recs! hooray! 

Bright Star by @gendryw4ters

author summary: an au in which babe is the sun and gene is the moon

word count: 1,033

status: complete 

my thoughts: I’m in love with this concept tbqh, and when you add a little bit of poetry in with it, boooooy am I there. beautifully written, very unique, all around a wonderful read, especially for poetry lovers. 

An Anchor Is A Place Of Rest by @queenofkeys

author summary: Restless, overwhelmed and unable to sleep, Skinny thinks back to how it all began.

word count: 3,731

status: complete 

my thoughts: grant/skinny!!! I repeat y’all, the first grant/skinny to grace ao3!!! this is honestly such a wonderful fic, I don’t even know where to begin. I’m so thrilled that it even exists. Skinny’s perspective is one I’ve often longed for, and boy did this author deliver. Excellently done. 

Center Stone by @alyseofwonderland

author summary: They are the same, at their centers, at their cores. Ronald Speirs has a center of stone and Eugene knows exactly what that feels like.

word count: 11,046

status: complete 

my thoughts: this was such an interesting concept to me. and this pairing, while it’s not one that readily comes to mind for me, I was absolutely taken by them. their dynamic is full of potential, and the author does a great job bringing them to life. 

Not to be Spoken, Nor Sung, Nor Whispered to Anyone by @snowmedics 

author summary: The road from Aldbourne to Bastogne is paved with ghosts from the past, confused smiles, too-long looks, frantic heartbeats, quick steps away, hesitant steps forward, and a quiet patience that breaks at just the right time – or at least, it is for Babe Heffron and Doc Roe.

word count: 11,848

status: WIP - chapters 3/?

my thoughts: canon era baberoe, that starts when Babe first joins the company aka baberoe meeting!!! I have so often wanted this, so when I started reading I had myself a bit of a freakout tbh. this is wonderfully written, as can always be expected from this author. I’ve only gotten a chapter in at this point, but I cannot wait to continue. 

last night put my heart on a platter by @mjolll

author summary: Julian’s just a fucking kid.

word count: 554

status: complete 

my thoughts: a sweet little snippet of a moment, shared between Babe and Julian in Bastogne, without angst anywhere in sight. I adore this. it was actually written at my request, and the author blew me away. god bless this fic. 

take my hand (take my whole life too) by @gendryw4ters

author summary: Babe snatched up his hand in a heartbeat, as though worried that Gene might change his mind. He peered at it closely, pulling all of the right faces and making all of the right “mm"s and "ah"s and "oh"s as he traced the faint bloodied lines of Gene’s skin with the lightest of touches. Gene’s breath hitched in his throat at the feel of it.

word count: 2,431

status: complete 

my thoughts: sweet sweet canon era baberoe, cute foxhole conversations, flirting, and maybe even a little palm-reading. I love this a lot. a great little fic to make you smile. 

The Dogfight by @joesphjtoye 

author summary: "You know the rules?” Asked Joe. “Yeah, the Marine with the worst date in any way, shape, or form wins the pot!”

word count: 508

status: WIP - chapters 1/?

my thoughts: this is an AU, centered mostly around Liebgott, although I believe it is going to be a webgott fic. very new, the first chapter only gives us a glimpse, but I’m quite intrigued and looking forward to more! 

there is no end (there’s no goodbye) by @gendryw4ters

author summary: It still felt rather surreal to him, to be there- surrounded by nothing but the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the breeze. No screaming, no gunshots, no war. No Julian.

word count: 1,345

status: complete 

my thoughts: this is my favorite fic of all time. not kidding. it’s a ‘fix it’ fic for Babe/Julian, canon era, but our sweet sweet Julian lives and there’s a reunion and it is a blessing

i’ll be seeing you by @renelemaires

author summary: Julian is warm, in a place where Babe has almost stopped believing that warmth exists.

word count: 2,139

status: complete 

my thoughts: a sweet moment between our boys, in a foxhole in Bastogne. this is very well done and it had me smiling until the last paragraph. (and then I cried.) fair warning, it’s fluff until you see a dividing line. the last bit is sweet agony. 

(Original image by Hiro Mashima ofc)

I reached 100+ followers!! I’m so happy, and to celebrate, I’ve decided to do a follow forever! ;v; 

Since this is a multifandom  blog, I’ll separate it by fandoms!

Also, sorry, but I’m not bolding anyone! I love all of these blogs too much to choose favourites >w< 

Fairy Tail

little-dragneel | snogfairy | immortalpromise | natsu-dorkneel | ponchizs | littlemcgarden | nalu-natic | the-dragonslayer-natsu | feisty-girl | mrseucliffex | rboz | blazexkeys | ann-kouhai | fairytexts | iluvfairytail | thefairystales | ka-ryuu | apinkhairedpyromaniac | grovylle 

Madoka Magica

kyoukosama | madoka-daily | whoisthecake | must-save-megucas | puellamagicripplinganxiety | madoka-and-hp-obsession | headless-dancing-beauty | kuubey | fuckyeahkyoko | epic-miki | futuremedideverythingwrong 


tales-of-eeveelution | eeveelutionlove | eeveelutions-and-friends | primal-pokemon | everythingeevee | pokemon-global-academy | bulbagarden | mega-gardevoir | pokemongifs | pokemon-viking | shiningpokemon | gourgeist 

Animal Crossing

acnlapparel | animalcrossingcrazy | mayor-fera | bidoofcrossing | ablesistah | tuna-crossing 

Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons

treeofoaktown | storyofharvestmoon | hellyeahharvestmoon | friendsofoaktreetown | harvestmoonfandom | harvest-the-moon | friendofmineraltown | storyofseasons-life | shiningcoffeebeans | fantasy-harvest-moon | cursedwateringcan | harvestrnoon 

Other (multifandom/artists/etc.)

nanakoblaze | fairystrategist | shandisworld | ambercatlucky2 | prettykitty-leefeeonfallenzephyrart | eien-ni-touko 

anonymous asked:

"Same format as jks shitpost hour where I answer w single images and text" lmao ok 😂 But for real though, I love these series that you do and just everything you do tbqh ❤️ It's all so beautiful and funny at the same time. Your stuff is really Inspirational^tm for me to do more art so tysm for sharing it!!

I LEGIT ALWAYS GET CARRIED AWAY ITS A CURSE ajdskshka but ty so much!!! I’m so happy it makes u wanna keep doing art too 😭💖💘💘💘💖💘😭

anonymous asked:

Question about your military au, which I love💕 and it's probably one of the reasons I'm still using Tumblr. Does Hunk has a lowkey Dwayne Johnson type body where he's big but like is a muscular way?


TBQH, i think Shiro has the Dwayne Johnson body type. Especially from his role in the Fast Furious series. I was watching one of the movies (i don’t remember which lmao) and when Luke Hobbs showed up i was suddenly inspired to doodle Shiro 😂  The Rock definitely has that small waist but large chest build that Shiro has. 

Hunk is definitely much more built in military au, but still large. I can’t find a specific example but maybe his papa Rocky Johnson??

most of the heavyweight wrestlers i tried to look for as an example are heavy set but don’t really have the big strong arms

anonymous asked:

I always imagine sloth pair just normally walking down the street, when Mahiru starts smiling at Kuro for some reason I haven't thought of yet and Kuro being so captivated that he walks into a lamppost.

Just… yes. I was going to just answer this screaming buT THIS is me we’re talking about. All I do is write lmfao. Tbqh anon I might love you? Like yOU HAVE nO IDea Im YELLING…..

Pairing: Kuro/Mahiru
Fandom: Servamp
Rating: SFW

Notes: This is a little short piece for you friend!

     “…and then he asked me to do that as well! Can you believe it Kuro?” Mahiru raged.

Walking a step behind Mahiru, Kuro sunk his hands into his pockets and grunted along placatingly. To open and mouth and actually answer would only prolong the suffering Kuro was going through. It wasn’t fair. He was just a cute, docile vampire. Why did he have to have such an energetic eve? 

    “…but I guess it’s fine.” Mahiru sighed and Kuro looked up just in time to catch Mahiru stop and wait until they were side by side before he began walking again. “Since all I need to worry about now is my really lazy cat.”

Slightly surprised, Kuro looked down to see Mahiru was watching the floor. His eyes were narrow but soft and his lips were pressed together in a small, stretched smile. For how much Mahiru had been raging, he was now…happy… because…of Kuro? Because he spoke about him, Kuro?

He didn’t want that responsibility but he took it on anyway. Collected every image of this smile that he could until Mahiru must have felt him watching and looked up to him. Their gazes clashed and Kuro’s heart twisted in his chest, vines twisting tightly at his stomach and he splashed his hand on his face, turning away.

     “Annoying…I can’t deal…”

     “Haaah?” Mahiru questioned, but let it slide. Clearly chalking it up to Kuro’s weird sensibilities. 

The walk carried on in moderate silence with Kuro making a point not to risk that romantic, shoujo manga moment happening again. Mahiru’s smile was too bright; it was blinding. And that was just way to troublesome for him. Yet, contradicting himself at a point where he thought it must be safe to see why Mahiru had gone so silent, he shut down his defenses and glanced at Mahiru again.

                                  Regret. Severe amounts of regret.

He immediately wished he hadn’t done anything. Because that smile hadn’t left Mahiru’s face and those eyes had definitely kept glancing to him. Kuro might not have noticed if not for the blink that followed a quick glance away and the uncomfortable shift to hide the embarrassment. Kuro knew the feeling only too well.

This time however instead of looking away immediately, he make the dual mistake of keeping his eyes trained on Mahiru. He had seen enough of it that it had ensnared him into being unable to look away until it was too late. Mahiru’s lips parted, ready to speak and the spell was broken but just as Kuro whipped his head forward again– 


There was nothing but pain and far too loud for him, yelling.

“That’s Yamamoto Takeshi.”

koutaroub  asked:

hi there!! i LOVE your same college au so so much, would you mind if i asked about a few things?? (hc wise >:) initially you had iwaizumi on the team with them, right? do you have a reason that he's no longer there or is it just bc canonically he and oikawa are going separate ways and you adjusted? i love how much thought and angst you put into this, and tbqh you managed to make me a fan of kurodai when i wasn't before. i'm a huge lover of iwaoi, so naturally, i wanted to ask if you (cont)...

(cont)… had any thoughts on them/missing each other/their falling out after oikawa gets suspended (and making up?)? i love the pain. also… an ot3 i’d never expect to love but now do is kurodaisuga, so thANK you for that. your art is so breathtaking and unique, like you manage to make everyone glow, and those FRECKLES, goodness gracious. i really just came to tell you that your art is beautiful and beg you for more same college hcs if you get the chance. also GOOD LUCK on your run and fundraising!!

Thank you!! I’m glad I could spread the kurodai/kurodaisuga love, hehe. Also freckle love!!! I’m sorry it took so long to respond, I’ve been thinking about how much of the iwaoi storyline I want to give away ahaha.

I do have an ENTIRE storyline in my head for iwaoi. They are the only ones I have actually completely thought through, I just haven’t put anything together for them. And I’d like to keep some things a surprise in case I ever end up drawing them.

So I think I can answer some of your questions without giving away too much!

Yes, initially I was thinking Iwaizumi would be on the team, but when we got that extra that suggested they would go to different universities, I decided to run with that instead. So much more potential for angst :’) And I do mean this to be as canon compliant as possible. I like to think of it as an after-canon more than it is an actual au.

Oh boy, do I have thoughts. Let’s start with that suspension, shall we?

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