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Hi it's almost 9am and I haven't slept yet! Got a collage of different hairstyles on Senku today, including a little cameo of my OC Calcifer... They're not really digging the Senku Style on themselves as they swapped hairstyles.
God please ignore the Gen one. I will fix him. I can fix him.
Chat, Im in a real pickle rn.
I have a massive crush on my best friend, and everyone else I've talked to says it sounds like we're already dating and just haven't outright said so. So far, we've gone on a shopping trip that culminated in dinner at an Applebee's, we've planned a vacation with just the two of us as an escape from work where she agreed to let me act as a housewife(long story that), we're going to see the Hatsune Miku movie together, like we have all these "dates" planned but idk if she sees them like I do. Also! I got her to agree to stay on call whilst I drifted off to sleep(which fell through when the call dropped, but it was super sweet), and like, ahhhh wth do I do, chat
Hidden Desire
My second contribution to @zolo-san’s 1k ZoSan Community Collab!
Written using @zorosleftankle’s Prompt/Headcanon: Obsessed with Sanji being into Zoro and secretly finding him hot but he only acts on it when he’s drunk but never remembers it so he still acts like it’s a secret
Zoro already knows but goes along with it because if that’s what makes the cook happy and how he can mentally deal with being into the sexiest swordsman then he’s fine with it 😎
Summary:
What happens when Sanji gets drunk?
Certainly a lot of messing around and fun to be had with the crew, that’s a given, but then there’s also Zoro, who Sanji would never, ever, admit his attraction to. Right?
Or;
Sanji has the worst case of denial. Zoro goes along with a lot to keep him happy.
Here’s a little sneak peak!
Excerpt:
His cool, steel grey eyes warming, revealing the flecks of gold in them when he smiles and the sun hits them just right. His teeth — still sharp and dangerous — surrounded by a grin so genuine it makes Sanji’s stomach ache and his toes curl.
This is how he ends up lying in the grass on Sunny’s deck. Zoro is there, leaning back on his elbows as he watches the crew with that warm fondness that seems to slip through the cracks more and more with every day, and Sanji is helplessly drawn to him like a moth to flame.
He groans, overwhelmed by how attractive Zoro is, and promptly begins gently kicking him in the head. It only seems natural that Sanji return the headache thinking about Zoro’s good looks always affords him.
Zoro raises a brow at him, but he doesn’t retaliate beyond grabbing Sanji’s boot to halt his gentle assault. “What do you want, Cook?”
Sanji frowns, makes a weak attempt to pull his leg back, then gives up entirely too easily. Something about the way Zoro is holding him feels nice. “You’re pissing me off.”
Zoro rolls his eye. “And how’s that?”
“Sitting there, smiling, looking all hot and unbothered while you make my insides stir. You’re not even trying. It’s annoying.”
Zoro actually laughs at that. His fingers curl around Sanji’s left ankle, thumbing over the jut of bone there. Sanji shudders, eyes fluttering as he watches that calloused thumb drag soft patterns over his skin.
“Oh, is that all?”
“Yeah, pretty much.” Sanji shrugs noncommittally. He’s a little distracted.
Zoro tugs. Sanji goes easily, allowing himself to be yanked into place at Zoro’s side.
Zoro puts his drink down in the grass beside them, then turns so that he’s leaning into Sanji’s space; Sanji’s legs bracketing his hips, Zoro’s head hovering above his chest as those rough, strong fingers curve around his calve in a touch so gentle Sanji actually shivers and arches into it.
“If I didn’t know any better, Curls, I’d think you were hitting on me.” There’s a conspiratorial tug to his lips, like there’s a joke between them that Sanji is forgetting the context to, but he doesn’t care. Not when Zoro’s here, looking hot as all hell, and is halfway atop him.
Let me know what you think so far. The rest can be found here! Hope you enjoy!
So good. Can say anything besides so good because my brain is overwhelmed by the sheer goodness of this fic. I don’t even know if that makes sense. Thank you so much MerlinLikeTheBird for creating something so wonderful. Also thank you to the Glompfest mods for making this possible. And to Excited_Insomniac for betaing.
Title: Gifts of Gold By: MerlinLikeTheBird Gift for: Alehalebane Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 16,205 words Warning(s): None Summary: “I’m the king,” Arthur says grumpily, swallowing around the stone that has settled in his throat, “I can wear what I want.” “What about what I want?” “I’m the king,” Arthur repeats slowly, since Merlin is being particularly thick, “and so you can also wear what I want.” Or, Arthur dresses Merlin, which goes about as well as you would expect. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54308713/chapters/137544148
So I just watched the first modern Jumanji and I DIDNT KNOW NICK JONAS COULD BE SO BLOODY FUCKING CUTE!!?!!!!
Minimalism
Queer panic
Gay panic
Pan panic
Panic
Me! Always woof ^^
Sorry if you found my blog through this post...
Update: she wrote me a love letter [derogatory]
My female friend (whom I also have a teensy tiny crush on) randomly asked me what my favourite colour was………
I’m just gonna say, if she makes one of those “I’d sell my own bones for [sapphire] stones cause [blue] is your favourite colour” edits I may just cry
My female friend (whom I also have a teensy tiny crush on) randomly asked me what my favourite colour was………
I’m just gonna say, if she makes one of those “I’d sell my own bones for [sapphire] stones cause [blue] is your favourite colour” edits I may just cry
Yess!!
Like I‘ve had my moments questioning while watching Game of Thrones (Emilia Clarke) or the Avengers (Scarjo) but honestly? I‘ve never been actually too serious about it (I thought) before seeing Katie McGrath?
Just,,, Idek what she‘s doing to me, I suppose she has potential to become what Chris Hemsworth is to straight guys?? Or maybe I‘m just not straight in the first place LMAO
The fact that two girls can do basically anything with each other and not be considered gay is so distressing,,,like
I‘ve made out with at least 10 girls in my life time but I think I‘m straight…? But also girls are fucking gorgeous and oh my god and,,, am I maybe bi? am I lesbian? I‘m really fucking confused and I totally blame society for that
The fact that two girls can do basically anything with each other and not be considered gay is so distressing,,,like
I‘ve made out with at least 10 girls in my life time but I think I‘m straight…? But also girls are fucking gorgeous and oh my god and,,, am I maybe bi? am I lesbian? I‘m really fucking confused and I totally blame society for that
me and my straight best friend made out while we were both pissed and i can’t stop thinking about it
Don't mind me, I'm just having my gayest panic ever.
So uhh, this idea was floating around in my mind for ages and I had to draw it. <3
COPING (A Solangelo mortal-AU Fanfiction)
T/W Nico POV: My face was bruised with scars and wounds, my hands were littered with scars, some self inflicted, others from the abuse. Some days were better than others, when we could be an almost normal family, almost. Others were worse. Normal days were very rare. When I was younger, my father would return drunk everyday, he said it was coping. So, I followed in his footsteps. Everyday, he would hit me, with a belt, empty bottles, whatever would be nearby. One day, I ran away. I had dealt with enough, but, my father was an influencial person, I was found and sent back. I got beaten harshly that day, but I remained hopeful. Now, slowly, that hope seemed to be seeping through the cracks of the hardwood floor along with my blood. I was to be going to Olympian High, a prestigious school meant for preppy, rich kids. I had one job, to be one of them. My father had dared me to mess this up as one of his colleagues' child went there. I think he said the name was Will Solace. I looked at the clock hanging from the dull, grey wall. It was 6:45, school started at 7. I hastily wrapped bandages around my bleeding wrists. No time to sterilise them. I put on a black shirt along with black, ripped jeans. Once I had made sure that my attire matched my soul, I spared another glance at the clock, 6:50, ten minutes till school started. I threw the bag pack on my shoulders and ran out of my room and down the stairs. Once I was outside the house, I ran towards the school, it was nearby, fortunately. I ran past speeding cars and towards the bright building ahead of me. Once I finally reached the gates, I slowed down. I walked into the building and looked at my routine which had been delivered to me beforehand. First class was English, great. I dragged my sleep deprived ass to the classroom. It was an all too familiar pattern. I entered the class, which has disgustingly bright walls. It was as if the school was built to oppose me. Luckily, the teacher hadn't arrived, so I quickly found a seat, not noticing who sat next to. Beside me sat the most stunningly beautiful boy ever, he had lustrous blond hair and startling blue eyes, with a tan complexion. His face was littered with freckles and his body was muscular. He was wearing a bright yellow hoodie and cargo shots which really suited him. "Hi, I'm Will Solace, can I help you?" Oh great, I just had to fall in love with Will Solace. "No you may not." I replied, snarkily. I regretted it immediately when the boy's face drooped an his eyes dimmed. "Okay." I decided to apologise, a feat I had never taken before. I sighed. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm just not used to this." "Its okay, I'll help you out." I smiled. "I'm Nico, Nico Di Angelo." ---------------------------the end (FOR NOW.)---------------------------- Hey guys, I hope you like this, its the first part of the fanfiction and I'll be writing a few more parts to it. :<)
God why is she soooooo pretty????
(Leave me alone, I'm a gay mess)
Why wasn't people gonna tell me that gay panicking was an actual thing. I just thought it was just a common phrase. Like am I just dumb or something? because a couple days ago I had one being a nervous gay mess in front of my hot coworker. I was even sweating over the simplest compliments.
Luz: a
Amity: gay panic
me going to script after reading the most toe curling, hand clenching, hair twirling, leg swaying, mind blowing, cat meowing, dog barking, bird flying fanfic I've ever read in my life
Who put this shit in my drawer?
And what the fuck is a 'bisexual'???
Soooo... finally dipped into steven universe and I got just one question for y'all.
What is this, who did this, how did they get away with this, why is this a thing and what did whoever animated this do to get this cleared?