If you ever meet a girl that LOVES to suck Cock, don't let her go so easily, APPRECIATE/CHERISH her cuz you find a girl like that 1/10 girls. bruh let me tell you how you could tell if she loves to play with that dick
1) She gives you this fuckin cute little smirk before she kisses your cock.
2) She will lick the the tip of your dick and literally make eye contact with you to see how you react
3) She will spit on your dick to make it a bit messier so she could play with it easier
4) She will guide your hands to hair hair so it won’t get in the way while she’s playing with you.
5) She attempts swallow your whole cock (you don’t know how deep you she could go). But she tries to go all the way.
6) She will try different things and basically study you (your reactions) and will remember when you moan to something she did or when you tilt your head back and say ‘oh fuck” “wow” ‘omg” so she can use those at anytime if she wants to. (Kinda like when you play Pokemon and you use the attack that’s supper effective to kill a nigga)
7 (Not too many do) she will lick from the tip go downnnnnnn to the family jewels and play with them.
8) Doesn’t mind chocking gagging and being barely able to breathe while playing with it.
9) Will literally be in a trance at one point just jerking it and starring at your dick mesmerized by it.
10) Uses her tongue in a circular motion to lick all around the tip
11) Will play with it anytime and anywhere, movie, parks, bathrooms, McDonald’s bathroom, while you’re in Detention and go into the closet
12) You can tell it turns her on, with every minute that passes her technique gets more passionate
13) (Not too many girls are like this) Gets soaking wet just by sucking your dick
The longer the story, the more failures there should be and
the greater the change that should occur.
This is the case for anything you write, but the more
episodic the series is, the more this holds true. TV series, ongoing web series,
and web comics are the most obvious examples of this.
Basically what this means is that your characters can’t succeed
at everything they try to do. One thing about shows like Supernatural (the
early seasons) is that you as the viewer know that, for the most part, by the
end of every episode, the Monster of the Week will have been defeated and
everyone you care about will still be alive and healthy. There are overarching
plots, but they are tangential to most episodes and don’t affect much.
In Stargate SG-1, on the other hand, they spend eight season
facing one major enemy (the Goa’uld), and they spend many of the episodes
fighting the Goa’uld in some form or another. And sometimes they fail and the
Goa’uld win, and sometimes they win and that later helps the Goa’uld win, and
sometimes they don’t fight the Goa’uld at all, and those missions may be either
successful or not to a lesser degree. Beyond that, there are lower level
failures: they try to make a spaceship and it almost kills some of them, they
try to make a new spaceship, it doesn’t work as hoped at a pivotal moment and
they almost lose the entire planet, they build a giant spaceship and it gets
stolen (briefly), they build more giant spaceships and one gets shot down over
a planet and then later they need to get that spaceship home and it
(temporarily) gets stuck in a giant sentient gas cloud. All of this means that
sometimes they don’t have a spaceship that can do what they need even though
they’ve been trying to build one for most of the show, but at the end of the
show, they end up with spaceships whose capabilities and weaknesses play a
pivotal role in the show.*
My point in recounting all of that (other than to get you
all to watch Stargate) is to show that, especially when you have a long series
where you want to show a great deal of growth (and I’ll explain why you need
that in a second), you can’t just have them win every time they try to grow or
every time they try to defeat an enemy. You have to have them fail, too, or
there will be no stakes and it will be hard to suspend disbelief.
So…why do you need
Basically, if you end up in the same place that you started,
what was the point of your story?
Well, you cry, they defeated the major enemy. Isn’t that
And to that I ask (because I like holding imaginary teaching
sessions): If they could defeat the major enemy (or if they could get the
girl/boy/non-binary person, or if they could get into the school they wanted,
or if they could do whatever else they want to do) with the capabilities they
had in the beginning, why didn’t they? There is no need for a story if your
characters have everything they need to succeed when the story starts.
And as for why you
need failure? Here are three reasons.
One, failure is realistic.
Things rarely work well on the first try, especially more than once, which
means that the more things a character (or group, organization, etc.) is
trying, the more they should fail. If you think about someone trying to learn a
language, they basically never (without an eidetic memory) remember all words
the first time they see/hear them, or use grammar perfectly on the first try,
or pronounce every word correctly. They will get some, but they will rarely get
all. The same should go for someone who is trying to learn how to fight, for
example. Even if you get everything right the first time you are shown it
(which may or may not happen), you’re not going to get it right every time. You
might fail more at some things than at others, or fail at the same thing over
and over. Sometimes it’s because you don’t understand how to do it, sometimes
it’s because your brain and your body aren’t communicating well, and sometimes
it’s because your muscles just aren’t strong enough or your body isn’t flexible
enough for it to work. Those are all failures that can and do happen in real
Two, failure raises
the stakes. If you know the main characters are going to succeed at
everything they try, or that their failures aren’t going to have any
consequences beyond that episode (or chapter, etc.), there are no stakes. There
is no concern for whether the character will do well or whether they will be
ready in time, because they always are. There is no risk, because there is no
Three, failure is interesting.
As we see in Stargate, entire episodes can be built around failures.
Failures make for interesting storylines, and sometimes successes that turn
into failures can turn into even more interesting storylines. You defeat the
Big Bad only to have a Bigger Bad rise up because of it? That’s a great
storyline, and shows what was ultimately a failure by the characters. You stop
someone for personal reasons at the expense of stopping someone for strategic
reasons? Great storyline, because it not only prolongs and changes the
conflict, it also adds an opportunity for personal growth and/or conflict into
With that, failures can also cause really interesting
interpersonal interactions. Let’s so all of the characters are counting on Bob
to pull off one part of the plan, and despite trying his best, Bob fails. Now
everyone blames Bob (or maybe some subset of them blame Bob, depending on their
personalities) and it causes tension in the group. Maybe this tension
ultimately leads to Bob leaving because he can’t take the blame anymore. Now
you have a splintered group all from Bob’s one failure.
What types of growth
and failure can you have?
(I’m glad you asked, me.)
Here are some examples (primarily for militaristic/adventure
type stories, but there’s a mix)**:
Building an army (or a group of people)
Not be able to convince people to
Have traitors in the midst
Have large numbers die/be killed
Have people defect
differences with allies
Building a new form a transportation
Not have it ready in time
Have it not go far enough
Have it not go fast enough
Have it fail mid-journey
Have it explode mid-journey
Building a weapon
Not have it ready in time
Have it not work
Have it explode in testing
Have it fail during use
Learning to fight
Not be ready in time
Hurt self while training
Not have the strength
Not have the endurance
Not have the magical capacity
Not understand the theory
Not perform key rituals
Perform key rituals wrong
Not have key materials
Learning a language
Not understand grammar
Be unable to pronounce words
Be unable to understand spoken
Know the wrong dialect
Have the wrong key
Looking for something
Follow misleading clues
Have someone else find it first
Not have sufficient forces
Not have sufficient ability to
Lose too many forces
Be unable to hold territory
Getting a romantic partner
Make bad decisions while
Forget significant dates/events
Say inappropriate or mean things
Misunderstand what is being said
Getting a degree
Not having enough money
Not studying enough
Not getting good enough grades
Not having the time
Having other life issues that
distract from it
Forming a government
Have ideological splits
Have political splits
Have factions form
Have coup attempts
Be unable to govern
Be unable to create a working
Be unable to create adequate civil
service (police, roads, etc.)
*Of course, Stargate has some of its own issues with this,
like the fact that Daniel has been brought back to life more than once, so the viewers stop believing that Daniel is ever
**When I use the term failure, I don’t mean that it is the fault of the character or organization (necessarily, though in some cases it might be). I just mean that it is not-success.
Sam calls Cas as soon as they’re safely back at the bunker.
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Cas growls at Sam, stalking across the kitchen to where Dean is nursing a beer. He asks Dean, “How are you feeling?” with some leftover animosity, but Dean recognizes it for what it is: concern.
Cas is twenty-six and has never been kissed. It’s never been a problem, but now his advisor is saying that his dissertation, a romance novel, is lacking a personal touch and won’t be liked by the board. With one day until it is due Cas is at wits end, but maybe his roommate, Dean, can give him a few pointers. 2.9k [AO3 Link]
“You love me?” Jo asked with wide, open eyes.
Anna nodded back timidly and tried to walk away, but Jo caught her arm before she could make her escape.
“How long? How long, Anna?” she demanded. “How long have you loved me?”
Anna may have been an angel, bright and powerful and able to smite Jo in an instant, but in that moment, the angel looked completely and utterly human. Her eyes were downcast and her lip was perched between her teeth. She looked terrified, which was beyond Jo. How could an angel of the Lord be terrified of a simple human like her?
“Ever since I pulled you from Hell,” she whispered. “When I touched your soul, it was the purest thing I’ve ever felt in my life. From that first caress of your being, I knew that I’d Fall for you, Jo. I just knew.”
“Anna…” Jo trailed off, because what the hell. How could an angel love her, a hunter? It didn’t make any sense, because angels hated hunters. The only reason Jo was topside was because she was a pawn in their games, and even though she thought Anna wasn’t like the others, she still had doubts at times. She thought that Anna was just putting up with her, that Jo’s love for the angel was unrequited.
“I should go,” Anna said as she turned on her heel. Her large, obsidian wings flew out, ready for flight.
Jo felt herself panic as Anna crouched down. She couldn’t let her angel leave, not after a confession like that one.
“No you don’t,” Jo said, reaching forward and turning Anna around. With a fire within her, Jo leaned in and
“Their lips…no. They touch one another with their mouths…no. They…uh…mack on one another for a long time…the end.” Cas pushed his laptop away and ran fingers through his hair, groaning. “This is impossible,” he muttered to himself, and brought his elbows up onto the table.
He’d rewritten the ending scene with Anna and Jo’s kiss a thousand times, but it never worked out. Professor Mills cited a lack of personal touch, and told him to base the kiss on his own experiences. “Add a little raunchiness, will ya?” she said to him with an upturned grin. He nodded and laughed along at the time, but now he was truly panicking. He was never going to finish his dissertation before tomorrow’s board presentation, and it would all be because he’s the only twenty-six year old on the planet who has never been kissed.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried before. Back in college, Cas was almost kissed a few times, the closest being when he was playing a drunken game of spin the bottle with his floormates. It landed on a girl named Meg, a feisty business major who was known for her escapades in the bedroom, but when she leaned in and tried to kiss him, he couldn’t do it. When Cas imagined his first kiss, it always was with someone he really cared about, not some girl from Edlund Hall that he barely knew.
“Yeah, wait until you find the perfect person to kiss. That’ll do you a lot of good,” Cas angrily muttered to himself as he pulled his computer back towards him. The cursor blinked back at him mockingly, and Cas carefully began typing.
“With a fire within her, Jo leaned in and grabbed Anna’s face-”
“No, no, no!” Cas cried out as he pounded on the keys. Even if he had no experience, why couldn’t he write this damn scene? Kissing was not rocket science, and he’s read enough romance novels in his life. Why can’t he just write a few lines and get it over with?
He cringed when Dean’s voice hit his ears. The last thing he needed was his roommate seeing him all up in arms over this, especially since he was the one Cas had been trying to get the courage to kiss for years now. He quickly thought that if he wasn’t such a coward, then maybe he’d be able to not fail out of his dissertation.
“In my bedroom!” Cas called out, and began fruitlessly typing nonsense as Dean’s footsteps ricocheted off the hardwood floors, stopping when he reached Cas’s door.
“You okay?” Dean asked, and Cas turned around to see his friend leaning against the doorframe, lips turned up into a smirk as he toed the ground with his boot.
Perhaps it’s heightened by Cas’s troubles, but Dean looked even more handsome than usual. His jeans were rolled up at the bottom, revealing his ankles, and his white t-shirt was dirtied from his work shift at the garage. Combined with his playful gaze and his hands in his pockets, Cas felt himself blanching.
“Earth to Cas? You there, buddy?” Dean said as nodded in his direction.
Cas blinked owlishly a few times before going back to his laptop. “Yes, I’m sorry. I’m just trying to finish my dissertation.”
Dean walked over to his computer and peered over Cas’s shoulder. He could feel Dean’s breath on his neck, and it took everything in him to not turn his head and close the distance between them. It would be the perfect moment to get experience-
“Wow, this sucks,” Dean snorted, and alas, the moment was broken.
Cas glared up at Dean and pushed away from his desk. “You think it’s crappy? I’m presenting this to the board tomorrow,” Cas reminded him with emphasis. “And you decide to tell me now that it’s crappy?”
Dean held up his hands and backed away into the bed. He plopped down and replied, “Crappy isn’t the right word. It’s just…lacking. Jo grabbed Anna’s face and kissed her until they broke apart tells me nothing,” he said, quoting the last thing Cas wrote down. “I want to read about what the kiss felt like for Jo, you know?”
Cas took a deep breath and took a seat next to Dean. He folded his hands in his lap and glanced out the window, then asked the question that had been on his mind all day. “What does it feel like to be kissed, Dean?”
29/30 day back to school challenge: The best thing about school
Yes, it gets real again.
So I have my first final exam of this semester tomorrow and it’s roman law and it’s scary. I’ve been studying for two weeks now and just finished the last chapter yesterday and tada! I remember nothing. So today I’m going to try to re-read some basic and most needed informations, learn the 60 phrases I need to know in latin (why? I don’t know, maybe I’ll need it, haha, sure, yeah) and try to calm my nerves.
To be honest, I always feel like a looser here, because everyone here seems to have their shit together and they get A’s and I always just rant about how bad everything is going. But then you write to me and say that you’re gald I’m being honest and real and I guess that’s most important. So yeah, don’t worry, I’m a big looser too.
Anyways, the best thing about school, you ask me? It will ruin you but in the most amazing way possible. It doesn’t make any sense, you say? It doesn’t but who cares.
hey hey hey! I was wondering... what is your top three ships in Gfriend? You make a bunch of gifs with like all of the ships but personally what is your top three? :3
hello!! omg… are you trying to kill me? i ship all of them, every ship is sailing in my mind. Top three would be galaxy wish (ofc, my ult ship, the ship of all ships), sinrin and then sinwon (or yeju, yeju is maybe a slither away from sinwon). sinwon’s like my guilty pleasure ship, but they have such a good dynamic so my heart does a lil !!! when sowon and sinb start their typical antics.
AN: Um if you haven’t seen the Star Wars prequels there’s kind of a spoiler in here but not really. Hope you like it :)
You’d been best friends with Peter Parker ever since you can remember.
You were always with each other and May often refers to you two as “two peas in a pod.” You tell each other everything, so of course you were the first to find out about him being bitten by a radioactive spider and becoming spider man. You both were inseparable, pretty much joint at the hip, so as you grew older people often assumed you were dating. But to your disappointment, you were just friends. So what, you had a big school girl crush on your best friend? It happens.
You didn’t always have feelings for Peter, not until last year anyway. It was in the school hallways one day and Peter was, well he was staring at popular girl Liz Allen. You caught him staring and questioned him about it, which lead to him admitting he had a huge crush on her. He started to talk about how beautiful he thought this girl was and how much he wanted to be with her. You remember the pain you felt in your chest and it took you a few days to realize what that pain was, hurt. You were hurt that Peter felt that way about another girl and you quickly became jealous. Maybe you always loved him, but didn’t realize until he started taking interest in girls that weren’t you. But you could never tell Peter. If he didn’t love you back, you knew that would be the end of your friendship, and you couldn’t bare living your life if Peter Parker wasn’t a part of it. So you kept your feelings swept under the rug and promised yourself to never tell him the truth.
It was a lazy Saturday night at the Parker home, you and Peter wrapped up in blankets on the couch watching Star Wars: Episode III. Peter knew how much you loved this movie, so when you called him feeling down, him being the best-est friend ever, invited you over to watch your favourite movie.
You were paying all your attention towards the screen and sighing dreamily at your fictional crush. “Anakin Skywalker is just the cutest guy. I mean, I know he turns evil. But it really isn’t his fault, since he was born from the force and basically he was born to balance out the galaxy. Well, at least that’s my theory. But my poor cinnamon roll didn’t deserve his fate. And before he turns to the dark side he is the coolest hero.” You rambled on, not really thinking that Peter was paying attention to anything that you’re saying as you’ve probably already said those words 1,000 times to him now.
“Yeah, but you love this hero more, right Y/N?” Peter, realizing what he just said OUT LOUD, blushes like crazy. He basically just asked you if you loved him. He mentally scolds himself, “she can’t know how I feel about her. It would ruin everything!”
Peter sit’s upright, turning his body towards you and you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight in front of you. His blanket was now wrapped around his legs, making him look like a mermaid. “Pete, you look like a mermaid.” you giggled out, but he wasn’t really worried about that right now. He could have sworn he just heard you indirectly say that you love him.
“What-What did you just say?” He looks seriously at you and you’re confused as to why he’s acting this way. I mean, you just said he looked like a mermaid? What’s the big deal?
“Uh, I said that you look like a mermaid?” You gave him a questioning look.
“No, before that.” He asked so urgently. You were trying to remember what you said before that and then it hit you.
You basically told Peter that you loved him! Oh no, I did not say that did I?! I just ruined everything. All those years of friendship are going to be wasted, why am I so stupid! You started mumbling words to try to come up with an explanation, you couldn’t let him find out how you really felt. However, your mumbling was cut off by Peter’s voice.
“Wait…do you have feelings for me too?” His expression wasn’t judgmental, more curious. Your cheeks start to redden and you get really nervous. Wait, did he just ask if I had feelings for him too?
“What do you mean too? You have feelings for me as well-” But you didn’t get to finish your sentence because Peter leaned forward and kissed you. You didn’t hesitate in kissing back, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. Holy shit! Your best friend was kissing you and he liked you back! Was this a dream?
You both broke apart, panting out of breath, smiling at each other.
“That was better than I’ve ever imagined.” His hands were resting on your shoulders.
“Fuck, Spider-boy you’re a good kisser.” Peter chuckled and you leaned in again, you couldn’t get enough of him.
Boyfriend does my makeup youtuber au with Jun please
Sorry for the delay! This was such a cute request, hope you like how I wrote it! ^^
“You want me to do what?” your boyfriend asked in disbelief, lips stretched into a wide yet confused smile and arms crossed by his chest as he stood next to the chair you were sitting on. You grinned.
“Do my makeup! It’s for Youtube,” you said cheerfully, pointing at the laptop you had open, your Youtube channel showing Jun all of your videos and your grand amount of subscribers. He inspected the screen for a while before turning back to you, one eyebrow quirked.
“Is this one of those challenges, like that cinnamon one?” he asked, still curious and unsure, and you thought for a while before shrugging.
“Kinda, but not at all,” you laughed, and he snickered, too. At last, he gave you a meaningful nod.
You were just about to start setting everything up, when Jun cleared his throat. “So… what do I do? It’ll be filmed and all, so…”
“I don’t know, do my makeup and… just be yourself,” you answered, heart warm because of how adorable he looked, all unsure and kind of nervous despite loving being on camera. His face lit up at your words and he leaned down to kiss you gently.
“Like this?” he asked a bit cockily, grinning when your eyes fluttered open with your lips still puckered, ready for the kiss to continue.
Swallowing, you shook your head. “M-maybe a bit less kissing on-cam.”
Once you had gotten your camera and make-up collection ready, you and Jun sat down on the edge of your bed and started filming. He was stiff at first, practically pouting at the camera while waving his hand with a low “Hi everyone, I’m Jun, Y/N’s wonderful boyfriend.”
You explained what the challenge was about, both to Jun and everyone who would be watching your video later, and he nodded in understanding when he finally got the whole picture, chuckling to himself. “So you trust your face with me?”
Turning to look at him, you giggled and held his hand for a moment. “Of course.”
He stood up and looked down at your makeup, all spread on your desk and ready for Jun to use. Taking a small stick, he turned to you with a small frown. “What’s this?”
“A highlighter,” you said, slightly amused, and laughed when Jun just shook his head and muttered that you probably wouldn’t be needing it. When he spent another few moments just staring at everything in his disposal, you chuckled. “Do you have any idea what I wear daily?”
Jun’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second, and even though he gave you (and the camera) a very confident “Of course I do,” you knew he had little to no clue.
Keeping his confidence, though, Jun took a bottle of foundation that seemed like it had been used a lot and reached for a brush he could recall seeing you apply it with, all the while taking glances at you to make sure he was on the right track.
“He has no idea,” you mouthed to the camera in amusement, laughing when Jun squinted his eyes at you as he sat down.
“I’d like to remind you that I’m the one with your precious makeup,” he joked while taking off the cap of your foundation, and froze for a moment as he tried to think of how to proceed. You giggled quietly, but it soon turned into a bubbly laughr when Jun began taking the foundation over your face, pumping thin streaks of it here and there.
“Alright,” you said with a nod when he took the bottle away, and without saying anything, Jun took a gentle hold of your jaw and took the brush to your forehead.
“I have no idea how this will end,” he said with a grin, amusedly watching the foundation spread around your face, changing your skin tone ever-so-slightly. You watched his lips part when he focused hard enough, trying to make sure everything was nice and smooth, and you giggled at both that and how the brush tickled your skin a little.
After the foundation was done and Jun had added the smallest bit of shading under your cheekbones and seemed satisfied, he picked up a powder and started patting it around your face.
“You seem like you know how this goes,” you stated in amusement while Jun made sure the powder was everywhere. He grinned as he put it away.
“I see you do this almost every morning, so,” he chuckled and turned to look at the remaining makeup. “Any wishes?”
You appeared thoughtful for a while before grinning playfully. “Just do whatever you feel would look good on me. Go wild.”
All you got was a nod before Jun started thinking, picking out a bit of this and that, comparing shades and occasionally taking a look at your face; whenever he did that, you could see the corners of his mouth tugging upwards.
“Okay, this is what I’ll use,” Jun huffed and carried some makeup from the desk to the bed, showing them to the camera one by one. “Alright, so there’s some mascara, eye shadow, a really nice lipstick and… this thing that Y/N uses for her eyebrows.”
“An eyebrow pen,” you said with a giggle, at which Jun shook his head.
“But you have eyebrows even without…” he mumbled to himself while taking the cap off the eyebrow pen and moving his eyes between it and your eyebrows, thinking about how to proceed. You looked at him expectantly and finally closed your eyes when Jun brought the pen to your left eyebrow, taking it lightly over it one time after another, drawing out the lines and filling in, trying to remember how he had seen you do it on occasion. “It’s basically the same, but… more defined?”
You nodded. “Exactly.”
From there on he moved on to eyeshadow - at first he got too much on your eyelids so he got the excess off with his thumbs with such gentleness that your heart felt warm and you smiled so widely that you could already tell it would look stupid on camera, at least in your own eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Jun laughed when the eyeshadow was finally done; there wasn’t too little or too much of it anymore, and it was your most used shade, too. You shook your head as a sign that it was nothing.
You looked at the makeup next to you and giggled when Jun took the mascara into his hand. “Oh, this will be interesting.”
Jun quirked one of his eyebrows while rolling the brush part open. “How so?”
“That needs a lot of focus,” you said, eyes big and meaningful, but Jun just laughed and shook his head.
“Nah, it’s easy.”
As it turned out, it was a lot tougher than he had initially thought. You kept getting the mascara on your cheek and eyelid, and he tended to also go too close to your eye which had you blinking, and while you laughed heartily, Jun tried to hold back his own snorts as he tried to get it off with his thumbs and cotton swabs, all of his teeth showing with the grin he was unable to erase from his face.
“I’m trying, okay,” he laughed, and you burst out in an even louder laughter.
“Didn’t you say that this would be easy? Do I even look presentable anymore?” you asked amusedly and squinted your eyes when Jun just gave you a hasty nod, as if avoiding the topic, and put the mascara away.
Even applying lipstick proved out to be a bit of a challenge for Jun, as he seemed to go outside of your lips continuously, but you were thankful he didn’t get any on your teeth, at least.
“Okay, do the smacking thing with your lips,” Jun said after putting the lipstick away, and smiled to himself when you did as asked. “And now if I just…”
He leaned closer and rubbed the areas above your upper lip and below your lower lip with his thumbs, getting away the last bits of lipstick he had not been able to remove earlier. You looked at his focused face and his plump upper lip carefully, your heart continuing its steady beating but feeling stronger as it did so, warming you up and making you smile.
Jun looked at you proudly after he had handed you a mirror and you were looking at yourself through it, your expression growing more and more impressed when you inspected different parts of your face.
“It’s surprisingly good, actually,” you said in awe, turning your head from side to side and melting into a smile. “I was expecting it to look awful, but…”
“Impressive, right?” Jun asked with a smug grin and turned to the camera while pointing at you a little. “Can you guys believe I’m dating someone as good-looking as Y/N?”
You nudged him while laughing, the mirror now lying behind you on the bed. “It looks really natural. Thank you.”
At that, Jun gave you a fond smile. “You look gorgeous without any, too, so…”
You were just about to hug him when he continued.
“…and someone as handsome as me deserves someone as hot as you by their side.”
Squinting, you let your hands fall down again, and Jun laughed loudly.
“I’m kidding! I love you for a million reasons and most of those are because of the inner you.”
With your cheeks heating up a little, you pursed your lips. “…I might edit this out.”
In the end, you didn’t, though, and instead had a small compilation of Jun’s best moments at the end of your video. There were surprisingly many of them, most of them being just Jun making weird faces when he focused hard enough or when he was confused with the makeup - or when he was getting too cheesy to be true with you.
Your favorites were the clips where he stole quick glances at you, and similarly Jun loved the parts where you were looking at him with a smile visible in your eyes, too.
He just hangs out in a side room in her basement. Undyne had it soundproofed because Sans is really fucking noisy. He pretty much has a pile of pillows he humps until he falls asleep. Alphys comes down every day to see how he’s doing. Basically to make sure he’s eating, drinking, and generally taking care of himself in between his sessions. He cries and snarls your name. Claws at the wall trying to escape. To much of an animal to remember he can teleport. He’s basically a big beasty animal in heat trying to find its mate