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Prompt #22

“If only you kept your pretty little mouth shut, you wouldn’t be here.” The villain said, as they brought a cup of coffee with them from their very classy kitchen. The hero was in awe of the the villain’s house, not paying attention to what the other was even saying.

“Well, only if you knew how to shut my pretty little mouth, we would be doing something else.” The hero said, staring straight at the villain with wide eyes. They slapped their hands over their lips. They did not mean to say it out loud. Damn it. The villain froze. A slow smirk made it’s way on their face, their eyes glistening with mischief. “I-…” The hero started.

The villain came forward, and put down the cup. They sat down on the opposite couch of the living room, and chuckled. “And here I thought, you were innocent as a bunny.”

“I’m sly as a wolf.” Oh. My. God, the hero thought. He needs to stop speaking. Stop thinking. Stop breathing. Stop.

“You mean sly as a fox?” The villain asked, teasing. But, if you peeked a little closer on their face, it held a rather fond expression.

“No, I don’t like foxes.” They murmured, before they could stop himself. The villain let out a laugh. An adorable laugh. The hero found themself, smiling. And, then laughing with the villain. Delighted in the moment.

“You’re so cute, you know that, little wolfie?” The villain said, as they took a deep breath to calm themself. The hero grinned.

Idiots in love. That’s what one would call them, the hero thought.

❌Credit me if use this in your writing❌

They bumped foreheads

These two idiots have stolen my heart

‘‘so what do you miss?’‘

‘‘feeling you everywhere, touching you. there is nothing better than you.’’

Yes officer it's them, these are the idiots who stole my heart

PLSSS give me fic recs for clark/bruce RN that one specific flavor of them meeting as civvies with so much flirting not enough kissing and RGHHHHH

So I wrote maybe 1000/1500 words, but I don't think I'll be able to finish it tonight so I'm going to go to sleep. After much consideration (my sister bullying me), I decided to finish a story I started in June right before watching 15x18 for the first time.

(I needed something cute and fluffy as mental support.)

So if you want, you can go read the first chapter and I'll try to post the second and last chapter this week. But in the meantime, I'll leave you a little snippet because I'm pretty proud of myself.

Castiel watched the scene silently, a feeling of pure contentment washing over him like a ray of summer sunshine, warm and comforting. The kind of sunshine that cats lounged under outside the library windows. Castiel met Dean's amused gaze, his irises sparkling like a breeze of wind in the spring leaves, and his smile grew even wider if that were possible. Dean's eyes softened, smile lines deepening at the corners of his eyelids. Castiel had seen humanity crawl out of the water, empires rise and fall into dust, and the creation of the seven wonders of the world. But nothing was as beautiful as the man in front of him.   (He might have missed not being able to see Dean's soul anymore — the one that was so deeply entwined in his grace and his flesh and his being that it could no longer be separated from him, a beacon of light in the darkness of the Empty and the pain of Hell — but it shone so brightly in Dean's every action that Castiel could see it every day.) (That Castiel could fall in love even more every day.)

I need the people's opinion, tonight do I study or do I write something for Destiel Day?

don't think what will fit man.

size difference

so sorry for inactive i just finished my finals but we are so back now 🤘

Logan gets soon possessive over Wade's attention. He likes to act all unbothered, but the second Wade turns his attention to someone else, he glares at them and starts to pout.

Wade is always cracking jokes with everyone, but he's just a bit closer to Logan - saving the world together will do that to a guy - so he's a bit sweeter all around. Logan quickly realizes he wants nothing more than to be the centre of this guy's universe. I mean, he kind of is, seeing as he replaced the old anchor being, but that still isn't enough.

And like, at first, Logan can't even place the feeling. He thinks he either ate something wrong or just got annoyed at the lack of privacy but the second Wade tries to leave he gets all huffy like a ct who can't understand they can't be on your lap for 15 hours straight.

He also does everything to keep Wade from leaving. If that means he needs to start a fight with the merc or drag him to plans they have made (they haven't). He will do anything to keep Wade close.

So insane about the fact that the Deadpool steelbook had a bunch of Logans and the Wolverine one has a bunch of Deadpools, but they are standing next to each other anyways

I mean look at them.

Also I think it's funny how you don't see any dradpool more than twice but then there is mafia logan chilling there 4 times, we see you Wade

So insane about the fact that the Deadpool steelbook had a bunch of Logans and the Wolverine one has a bunch of Deadpools, but they are standing next to each other anyways

I mean look at them.

Also I think it's funny how you don't see any dradpool more than twice but then there is mafia logan chilling there 4 times, we see you Wade

Haven't seen the new season yet (mainly BC I'm debating whether to wait for the Finnish dub to air or not) but god damn they seem to be upping the disaster gays and I am living for it

massive flirts

"Without your past, you could never have arrived- so wondrously and brutally- by design or some violent, exquisite happenstance.. here."

Spin this wheel of ~300 AO3 tags three times.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64079077/chapters/164405416

i finished writing this fic hehe (pretend like the link isn't being mean)

dazai and chuuya making paper stars and being silly :3

technically this is part of series but you can just read this and mostly understand

But You Don’t Get Cold

This is my first post here on tumblr, so I figured it should be about these two loveable idiots.

Here’s a snippet of one of my recently posted oneshots!

Summary:

Sanji is awakened from his slumber by what feels like a devastating sea wave. Zoro joins him in bed, supplying “I was cold” as his reason.

Something about that doesn’t sit right with Sanji.

Excerpt:

“Why?” Sanji mutters sleepily. When Zoro hums a curious note, he elaborates. “Are you in my bunk.”

Zoro huffs a warm, amused breath against Sanji’s ear. His bangs fan across the bridge of his nose, tickling gently, but Sanji is too used to the feeling of them splayed across his face to be bothered.

“I was … cold,” Zoro explains.

Sanji hums a sound of assent, then closes his eyes again, content to return to sleep now that he has his answer.

It takes him about thirty whole seconds — which is far too long; just how deep was that sleep, anyway? — to realize something about that statement is fundamentally wrong.

The Moss-Head came to my bed because he’s cold…?

Zoro coming to his bunk, while a new development in their new relationship, is normal. This is supported by Zoro’s brazenness and overall comfort pressing feather-light kisses down the side of Sanji’s neck. So easily, he draws soft, weak sounds of content pleasure from Sanji’s unwilling but un-opposing mouth.

Thankfully, he’s now roused enough to probe the Sunny with his observation haki. Luffy, Usopp, Chopper, Brook and Jinbei, all accounted for in the boys’ room, fast asleep. Franky and sweet Robin, up and about, on the deck for night watch duty. Precious Nami getting her beauty sleep in the lovely women’s quarters.

Still, something feels off.

Zoro .. came to Sanji’s bed .. because he is cold….

Then, as Sanji leans back against Zoro’s shirtless chest with a pleased hum, it hits him like a warm gust of Alabastian wind forewarning the next khamsin. “You don’t even get cold.”

Zoro snorts.

Hope you guys enjoyed this snippet!! I’d loved to hear what you think so far.

This idea came to me a couple weeks ago, and I thought it was just too damn cute not to write out. The rest can be found on here on ao3!

prongsfoot kissing in front of the house they just accidentally set on fire

ok this just came to my mind and i refuse to let go of the idea so hotch has an accident where he hits his head on the steering wheel of the car and can now read people's minds, two months later reid ends up exposed to a chemist by accident the doctors say that apparently it was nothing serious and that reid will be fine the problem is that reid now has feelings that are not his own it takes a while to realize that now he can feel the feelings of other people and to some extent influence them (now hotch knows that reid is even in love with him and reid knows that hotch is in love with him but they are both idiots so they only hang around each other for months because neither dares to take the first step)

So true 😂

you know a fic is good when it has this

My personal favorite hc of mine is that sqq has a hard time falling asleep without lbh (he stresses about his husband's well-being/Binghe’s anxiety has rubbed off on him). This leads him to sometimes fall asleep in odd places.

Imagine Binghe finishes up what ever work he had to do earlier than expected and decides to surprise Shen Qingqiu. He shows up at Qing Jing Peak, exciting to see his husband.

He can't find him. Why? Sqq fell asleep against a tree while on a walk. Now, of course, like any reasonable person, Binghe freaks out.

So, eventually Sqq come back to an overturned peak and his husband looking like this:

I adore those two bozos :)

Requirements for marriage.

Rough comic I made quite a while ago for chapter 23 of Trod. They are both dumb

Making breakfast for his boyf- i mean boss

Serirei in acnh ♡ Happy Valentines Day! ❤️

^ trying to persuade Serizawa to give him the last of his pancakes (which he hasn't even taken a single bite of yet) because he finished his already

anyway...

Happy Valentines Day! 🌈👬❤️

Horangi and König Couple Headcannons

Tw: Mentions of Intimacy

Pre-relationship~

Horangi… my poor man… was allergic to healthy relationships

Mutual pining go brrrrrrrrrrrr

Konig was very awkward about flirting (social anxiety go brrrrr)

Horangi would flirt but the moment he thought Konig was flirting back he would sprint for the hills

Konig will collect trinkets and leave them in Horangi’s room

Konig remembers everything Horangi mentions about himself/what he likes etc.

Horangi likes doodling Konig drawings that he will never show

Drunk flirting is a thing

Both get very touchy when drunk and everyone else thinks they should get a room

Horangi carries around a spare mask for Konig since he knows that Konig values his DIY mask 

Konig once made Horangi a tiger plushie

Both tried to learn each other's language on duolingo to impress each other

Horangi also tried to flirt by being mean...

It made Konig sat and Horangi cooked him food to apolagise

Konig confessed after Horangi got critically injured and the realisation that one may die in battle knocked some sense into him. 

1 week of awkwardness

Then they just kiss through the mask and decide they are dating (they is Horangi)

Relationship~

Konig is a lovesick puppy 

He just kinda follows Horangi around trying to help him in any way he can

Horangi now gives his little doodles to Konig he's a blushing mess the whole time

Are properly learning each others languages

Horangi gives Konig korean lessons when they return from missions

Konig just talks to Horangi in German and then translates 

Horangi taught Konig to gamble

Konig gave Horangi a gambling limit each month (he can only gamble 500$)

They share a room and sleep together in the same bed

Konig is small spoon but sometimes is big soon

Konig likes giving Horangi knuckle kisses

Horangi likes giving Konig cheek kisses (he must stand on his tiptoes)

They have matching bracelets 

Horangi will cook korean food for Konig… but the poor austrian can't handle spice :<

Konig does like kimchi but he cries when eating it

Horangi doesn't like schnitzel… but he will eat it if Konig cooked it,

Konig is deathly scared to spiders and insects in general and Horangi has to kill all of them 

Konig likes picking Horangi up and holding him close to his chest

Intimacy is interesting…

They are both basically switches and will gladly give each other the world

Konig is scared he will hurt Horangi

Horangi is just happy that he gets to do this with Konig

Kinky af

No I won't list them 

Aftercare is very wholesome and fluffy and lots of cuddles after 

Konig is possessive in the sense that he's worried that he's not good enough for Horangi

But Horangi will happily tell Konig that he's good enough and will happily indulge in making him feel better

Horangi enjoys flusturing Konig, he lives for it

They are very private about their relationship on base

Konig and Horangi once they retire from the military want to just live a chill life with a house, and a garden, with a few pets

HEAR ME OUT while I explain to you my new fanfic idea !!!

So, obviously it’s Cherik (dahh)

BUT

Imagine during the events of First Class, everyone is getting ready for diner, Sean is setting up the table and everything, and then Charles comes down the stairs.

But instead of wearing his usual cardigan, he is in a uniform. It’s the uniform of a US soldier. His face is made of stone and he shows no emotion at all when he tells them he has to go to town for the evening because he has a ceremony to attend to.

Raven looks at him like she’s seen a ghost and the others have absolutely no idea of what to do.

Charles doesn’t wait for any of them to understand before leaving.

A few hours later, he comes back and see that everyone is waiting after him in the living room.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Raven hugs him and sat him on the couch, next to Erik how doesn’t say anything at all.

He starts to explain what happened. How he got engaged in the army because of his stepbrother. How he had to put in pause his studies because of that. How he ended up fighting during the Korean war at the age of 18. How he was in a rescue team (he could find people easily thanks to his telepathy). And how he was repatriated one month before the end of the war because he got shot in the knee.

He doesn’t tell them how he thought he was becoming crazy because of all the voices he could hear. He doesn’t tell them how many people he had to kill. How many people he felt dying…

They talked for ages. Everyone had questions, of course.

Then, they all leave. But not Erik. Never Erik.

He was still silent. Looking at Charles like it was the first time he’d seen him.

« What kind of Nazi killer am I if I didn’t realized you were a soldier ? » he said.

They talked a lot that night. Charles explained him everything he had never told anyone else. Because he knew Erik would never judge him.

Charles told him that he understood why Erik wanted to kill Shaw and that he wouldn’t stop it. But that Erik must stopped after that.

Maybe if things had happened like that, things would’ve been different on that beach in Cuba…

Let me know if you’d be interested in that fic !

(I’m still writing the other one dw ! )

Okay hear me out !

A modern AU (still with powers) where Charles and Erik are childhood friends and Charles falls in love with Erik but Erik doesn’t reciprocate because he thinks he’s straight.

BUT every time Charles has a date with another man, or when they are in a pub Erik gets jealous af and they fight about it. (A bit like Raven at the beginning of FC)

Charles doesn’t understand why his friend is behaving like that because he promised to never read his mind.

Then after days of fighting and maybe even silent treatment, Erik just pull Charles into a kiss and realize he is, in fact, not straight and ask him out 🫢🫢

Would people be interested in a fic like that ??

Far and away my favorite trope.

Like what do you mean they’ve moved from simple friendship to deep, unconditional love so seamlessly that neither of them noticed? That their lives became irrevocably entangled without a second thought?

I’m feral for it. Rabid. Shaking these two back and forth in my jaws like a delighted dog with its favorite toy.

"Didn't know they were dating" is slowly but surely becoming one of my favorite tropes. What do you mean, these two characters who are soulmates haven't actually been in a long-term relationship like everyone thought? What do you mean they didn't know? Everyone knows!

Quidditch and drarry are so dear to me

I reread this snippet from the book:

“Aziraphale had tried to explain it to him once. The whole point, he’d said—this was somewhere around 1020, when they’d first reached their little Arrangement—the whole point was that when a human was good or bad it was because they wanted to be. Whereas people like Crowley and, of course, himself, were set in their ways right from the start. People couldn’t become truly holy, he said, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked. Crowley had thought about this for some time and, around about 1023, had said, Hang on, that only works, right, if you start everyone off equal, okay? You can’t start someone off in a muddy shack in the middle of a war zone and expect them to do as well as someone born in a castle.”

And I had a few thoughts:

1. Aziraphale and Crowley spent 3 years straight having a philosophical debate. (This isn’t a whole lot of time considering their lifespans). Or they just spent three years around each other, then this rebuttal spontaneously occurred to him, and he blurted this out to Aziraphale out of nowhere (kind of like how the “ducks! That’s what water slides off” incident, just more prolonged).

2. Aziraphale and Crowley saw each other once in 1020, had this debate, and Crowley thought of nothing else but Aziraphale (more specifically Aziraphale’s argument, but still…). He came with this answer and either hung onto it in nervous excitement until he sees Aziraphale again or actively seeks out Aziraphale immediately to make this counter argument. He says it even in lieu of greeting before he can forget it.

Side note: I also think Crowley really wants to show off to his bookish angel that he’s smart too.

Incorrect Shakespeare Quotes: Much Ado About Nothing 2

Benedick: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?

Benedick: Hey Beatrice, can you give me the opposite of these words?

Benedick: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down.

Beatrice: Never, Going, To, Give, You-

Beatrice: The fucking satisfaction.

Benedick, very tired: Can I sleep in your bed?

Beatrice: *half asleep* Benedick, this is a queen-sized bed. That means it’s for *gestures vaguely to themself* the Queen.

Benedick: *venting endlessly to Beatrice about their week*

Beatrice, every once in a while: *in a monotone* Wow, that is so wild.

Benedick: Beatrice, can I ask you a question?

Beatrice: You just did.

Benedick: Okay, can I ask you two questions?

Beatrice: You just did.

Benedick, frustrated: OKAY, CAN I ASK YOU FOUR QUESTIONS?!

Beatrice: You just did.

Benedick: When?!

Beatrice: Just now.

Beatrice, to Benedick: I'll be under the mistletoe when you start feeling desperate!

Benedick: Valentines Day? I'm ready. *Sprays an entire can of AXE body spray on themselves*

Benedick: Tommorrow's garbage day.

Beatrice: I can't believe they made a whole day dedicated to you.

Beatrice: I love the term 'partners'. Are we dating? Are we robbing a bank? Are we the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies and are members of an elite squad known as the special victims unit? Who knows.

Benedick: We have a problem.

Beatrice: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Benedick: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?

Beatrice: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Benedick: Yes.

Beatrice: I'd sleep.

Benedick: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone.

Beatrice: Mine just says "Beatrice no."

Benedick: I want you to apply it to every possible situation.

Beatrice: I want to kiss you.

Benedick, not paying attention: What?

Beatrice: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

Beatrice: A fistfight CAN be romantic.

Beatrice: I've met a lot of pricks in my time, but you, Benedick, are a fucking cactus.

Benedick: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Beatrice: What changed your mind?

Benedick: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.

Benedick: I’m in love with you.

Beatrice: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Benedick: I know.

Beatrice: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

Benedick: Even Beatrice and I have been getting closer. The other day, they gave me half of their sandwich.

Beatrice: I mistook them for a garbage can.

Leonato/Don Pedro: Woah dude, premarital handholding? That’s just not cool or groovy.

Beatrice : Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!

Beatrice/ Benedick: Not to be nsfw but I want someone to hold me while I sleep.

Beatrice : If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.

Don John: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

Beatrice : I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face, but with words!

Benedick : My heart is guarded but like… very poorly. The kind of guards that would let 3 kids in a trench coat into an R rated movie.

Beatrice : I'm not funny, I'm just really mean and people think I'm joking.

Benedick , at Hero’s funeral: I need a moment with them.

Everyone: Of course. *They leave*

Benedick , leaning over Hero′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

Hero : Yeah, no shit.

Beatrice , to Benedick : How do you tell someone politely you want to hit them with a brick?

Beatrice : If I may interject...

Benedick : Oh, awesome, Beatrice was eavesdropping.

Benedick: Can I bother you for a second?

Beatrice: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.

Beatrice: Hey, Benedick? I need advice.

Benedick: I’m pretty useless at giving advice. Can I interest you in a sarcastic comment instead?

Beatrice: My hands are cold.

Benedick: Here, let me hold them.

Beatrice: My lips are cold too.

Benedick: *covers Beatrice's mouth with their hand*

Incorrect Shakespeare Quotes: Much Ado About Nothing 1

Benedick: Beatrice, I screwed up, big time.

Beatrice: Benedick, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

*

Benedick: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out!

Beatrice: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way?

Benedick: I don't know, surprise me!

*

Beatrice: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight.

Benedick: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther?

Beatrice, already taking off their clothes: God, Benedick, you’re so fucking stupid.

*

Beatrice: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

Benedick: I wrote you a poem.

Beatrice, already crying: You did?

*

Benedick: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Beatrice: Peonies, why?

Benedick:

Beatrice: Were you going to get me flowers?

Benedick:

Beatrice:

Benedick: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

*

Benedick: Strawberry milk doesn’t taste like strawberry OR milk.

Beatrice: Go the fuck to sleep Benedick.

*

Beatrice: You’re overthinking this.

Benedick: You don’t know the appropriate level of thinking, Beatrice. What if I’m underthinking?

*

Benedick: I have a problem.

Beatrice: Kill it.

Benedick: Can you chill for like, two seconds?

*

Benedick: Anyone down to take couples counseling and see at what point the therapist realizes we barely know each other?

Beatrice: Idiots to lovers, 20k words, angst with a happy ending.

*

Beatrice, laying in bed: Get out of my room.

Benedick, standing just outside of the door frame: I’m not in your room.

*

Beatrice, ordering Starbucks: Hey, I just got my heart broken, what do you recommend?

Benedick, who’s running the drive thru: …

Benedick: Tequila.

*

Beatrice: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Benedick: That's great, Beatrice. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

*

Beatrice: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*

Benedick: *standing on the roof* Bless you.

Beatrice: God?!

*

Benedick: Do we have any orange juice left?

Beatrice: *pours the remaining juice into their cup*

Beatrice: Sorry, we’re all out.

*

Benedick: Am I right, Beatrice?

Beatrice: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair, I wasn’t listening.

*

Benedick: Hey, Beatrice. What kind of flowers do you prefer?

Beatrice: I like sunflowers.

Benedick, pulling out a bouquet of Venus Flytraps: Well, shit-

*

Benedick: Go fuck yourself.

Beatrice: Come over here and fuck me yourself you coward!

*

Beatrice: Don’t weep for the stupid. You’ll be crying all day.

*

Benedick: Capitalizing every word in a sentence is vomit inducing.

Beatrice: Enjoy Your Trip To Puke Land, Boy!

*

Beatrice: Benedick, can I ask you a question?

Benedick: Sure, anything.

Beatrice: Why don't you go back to your own house and leave us alone?