so dumb lol

One More Confession

I promised @numinoceur soft kisses BECAUSE BAE IS TOO GOOD TO ME and keeps drawing me the happiest, softest Promptis. This wasn’t what I set out to write, initially, but the idea stuck and here we go. I… actually probably like this enough to post on AO3. (also: everyone lives canon divergence is always nice)

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Noctis knows, as the damn crown prince of Lucis, he has to be careful.

His dad does his best to keep him shielded from the public eye. Most of the newspapers are under the influence of the crown, to keep them from reporting on him. The seedier tabloids are afraid of the wrath of King Regis—or, rather, they appreciate the money that’s tossed their way. A little bribery pays off, and as such, Noct’s happy enough to live a relatively low-key life, for a prince.

Of course, as much as he tries to keep the image up, he’s got a best friend who sorely tests Noct’s self-control. It’d been okay, at first, when their transgressions had involved skipping class occasionally, or spending way too much money at the arcade. But then Noctis had realized just how much he liked looking at his best friend. Weird dreams had followed, and they’d caught each other staring, had exchanged flustered, flushed looks, and then one day Prompto had gotten brave—

Now, instead of cutting class, they’re spending stolen moments in the back of the schoolyard during lunch breaks, sharing bites of the lunches Ignis packs them, stealing kisses when nobody’s looking. And nobody ever is looking. Noct’s pretty sure there’s rumours about them, but as long as they’re simply that, rumours, he can live with it.

It’s not Noct’s fault, really. Prompto’s just so kissable. They’ve kept this secret for a while now. It has to be a secret. Noct’s the crown prince, and even though the whole political marriage thing is only necessary in times of war – and Lucis and the Empire have been at peace for some time now, miraculously – Noctis hasn’t even started to think about how to tell his dad, hey, I’m kissing a boy.

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Your secret is safe with me

“Blaise,” Draco fumed, storming into the living room, “what happened to the chest of drawers in my room?”

Blaise looked up from the paper he was reading and grinned at Draco.

“Do you like the new one? You’ve been whining about it so much, I thought I’d just replace that awful old-timer.”

“What did you do with that old-timer?”

“I sold it,” Blaise shrugged.

“You sold it,” Draco repeated flatly.

“Yes.”

“Who did you sell it to?” Draco asked frantically.

“No idea,” Blaise said. “I didn’t get a name. Two people came by to pick it up. I think they were Muggles.”

Draco felt like he was about to faint.

“Did you take everything out beforehand?”

Blaise snorted.

“Of course! What do you take me for?”

“Everything?” Draco insisted.

Blaise raised an eyebrow at Draco’s tone and studied him.

“Yes, everything.”

Draco took a step closer and narrowed his eyes.

“Even what was under the secret false bottom in the second drawer, nobody but me knows about?”

Blaise paled and his mouth opened.

“Oh,” he simply said.

“Yes, oh,” Draco growled. “Great, now I have to hunt it down. You’re a lousy flatmate.”

“Hey, I just wanted to do you a favour,” Blaise said defensively.

“You better hope they haven’t found what’s inside it, or I’m going to kill you.”

Doing the locator spell was easy enough. Draco had feared it wouldn’t work, but it seemed there were no wards guarding the flat the chest of drawers had ended up in. Draco apparated to the flat, his heart hammering as he knocked.

When the door opened, Draco was sure he had to be dreaming. Of all the people in the world. Of course. Of course.

“Malfoy?” Potter seemed stunned. He was holding a toothbrush and was only dressed in a green t-shirt and pants. “How did you find me?”

Draco shook his head, willing his mind to work properly again.

“You have something of mine,” he said curtly.

“And what might that be?” Potter responded, a grin beginning to form on his lips. It took Draco off guard for a moment.

“Can I just come in and check something?”

Potter stepped aside and gestured for Draco to come in. Draco wasted no time and quickly found the chest of drawers in the corner of Potter’s bedroom. He opened the second drawer and took out the little book he had been so desperate to get back.

“What’s that?” Potter asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Nothing of your concern. It shouldn’t have been in there,” Draco huffed.

“Hmmm,” Potter hummed. “You know, I never would have thought you kept a diary.”

Draco blushed, quickly hiding his hands behind his back.

“It’s not a diary,” he said lamely.

Potter nodded, but he had a mischievous smile on his face.

“You want a drink?” he asked, turning around and heading back into the living room. Draco blinked and tried to find his voice again.

“Um, no thank you. You were obviously getting ready for bed. I won’t disturb you any longer,” he said hastily.

“You sure? It might be a great opportunity,” Potter grinned. Draco gave him a quizzical look.

“What?”

“I don’t know,” Potter shrugged, “after two Firewhiskeys you might get the chance to run your hands through my incredibly infuriating, magnificent head of hair.” Potter tried to keep a straight face, but couldn’t suppress a snicker. “I might even let you touch my strong and marvellous jawline.”

Never had Draco wished more the ground would open and swallow him up.

“You read it,” he said through gritted teeth. “You had no right.”

“True,” Potter replied, nonchalant. “I’d let you read mine in return, but I don’t keep a diary.” He stepped closer to Draco, studying his face intently.

“You look rather cute when you’re flushed.”

Draco made a sound that was something between a weird gurgle and a high-pitched squeak. Whatever it was, it was highly embarrassing.

Potter chuckled, coming to a halt right in front of Draco.

“I mean, I could just show you what kind of fantasies I’d be writing in that diary,” he said in a low whisper.

Draco gulped, not quite grasping what Potter was saying.

“Like what?” he breathed.

“Hmmm.” Potter’s eyes flickered down to Draco’s lips. “Like how I want to grab you right now and kiss you until you can’t breathe.”

Draco’s mouth opened involuntarily. Breathing was already hard with Potter standing so close to him.

“And then,” Potter continued, deliberately breathing on Draco’s lips, “I’d want your hands on the most delicious and perfect arse you have ever seen in your life.”

Draco groaned loudly. This was just too much. But then again, Potter really seemed to be teasing him in a rather flirtatious way. Trying to conceal his nervousness, he raised his chin and fixed Potter with a glare.

“These better not just be empty promises,” Draco said haughtily.

“Oh, they’re not,” Potter smirked, his eyes gleaming as he started pouring their drinks.

harvestmoonpeoples  asked:

Okay, but what happens to Mattsun when Makki lifts his shirt?

I am so sorry… but I headcanon makki to be the kind of person that is so ticklish that just touching their sides has them shrieking and squirming.

FUTURE  AU  MASTERPOST

Hey guys! Just put together a masterpost to make everything easier to find. I will keep this updated as I post new work!

First lineup 

Postcard selfie

Family team bickering comic

Pidge doodle 1

Keith and babi galra

Finished painted designs of everyone with info

Naming babi galra comic

Babi galra bonding request

Keith and Lance request

Pidge and Hunk request

Pidge doodle 2

How pidge loses her leg comic (Blood Warning) 

Shiro and Pidge family bonding comic

Keith and Lance on Keiths space.. motorcycle?

Pidge and Hunk fightin crime

Keith stole a baby comic

Baby galra making friends comic

Coran

Pidge ref page

Keith and Lance chillin

dating exo: aesthetics

Chanyeol: arcade dates at night, the light of a neon sign, pearly white grin, uncontrollable fits of laughter, playful teasing, teaching you how to play the guitar 

Jongin: a light blush dancing across his cheeks, full picnic baskets, sleeping in, resting his head on your lap, the smell of freshly made cookies, leaning on you

Minseok: hot coffee, singing on long car rides, sunshine after a downpour, , nights spent at home, playing with your hair, hand firm around your waist, cat cafes

Yixing: handwritten notes, laying together in the grass, writing songs for you, legs entangled while sleeping, acoustic guitar performances/lessons, a sky full of stars 

Kyungsoo: cooking dinner together, comfortable silence, hands held tight; walking side by side, jazz cafes, can’t help but smile every time he sees you, soft humming

Junmyeon: surprising you with gifts, always sincere, going to the movies, resting your head on his shoulder, talking about you nonstop, sightseeing, soft candlelight 

Jongdae: silly dancing to your favourite song, looking at you as if you are his everything, singing in the shower, inside jokes, cuddling on the couch, gentle waves at the beach 

Baekhyun: playing games together, spa days, chatting all night, bathing in warm sunlight, never failing to make you laugh, holding you close, handpicked flowers 

Sehun: taking naps together; laying on his chest, constant giggling, park dates w/ vivi, sweet candy, his eyes lighting up anytime he talks about you, shy smiles

I want Hugo to fight me,,,,,,, gently,,,,, with cuddles,,,,,,

Happy 20th, Pokémon anime!

I can’t believe my birthday falls on the same day as the anniversary of my favorite series - It has been such a constant part of my life since the beginning and the main reason how I got into Pokémon in the first place.

Thanks for all the fun memories and here’s to many more!! ✨✨

HESSONITE GOT TO GO ON A COOL EARTH MISSION AND EMERALD IS