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Cyno’s Ultimate Guide to Wooing You (tips from Tighnari)
You and Cyno have been friends for a very long time.
That’s why the boy never expected that he would develop feelings out of nowhere, especially not right when you smash an Ajilenakh nut with his pole arm in anger.
He could have sworn his heart went doki doki along with the broken nut.
“You have got to be kidding me,” was all Tighnari could say when Cyno approached him on the very same day with the biggest blush ever.
“She was glowing Tighnari,” Cyno furrowed his eyebrows as he looked off into the distance. “The Love Archon have placed a curse on me-“ “there is no love archon you lummox.”
After a long ass debate and Cyno listing down pros and cons of liking you, the fennec boy decided this topic went on long enough and decided to just throw some suggestions.
“Why not just ask her out on a date? Woo her with something. If I recall, Y/N said she liked charcoal cake.”
And that’s how The Guide to Wooing You (Ft. Tighnari) book was created.
First Operation: date
Now, you and Cyno have been friends for a very long time, meaning you’ve done much activities together.
When Cyno asked you out, you took it as an average hangout and the day turned into a whole TCG war.
Cyno has no idea how you guys ended up in Port Ormos, both of your decks out with his strongest cards in his hand. People surround you two, all in awe at the amazing strategic display in front of them. No, to say he is confused is an understatement.
“Wait Y/N-“ “No I’m not falling for that again Cyno.” “No, we weren’t supposed to be playing.” “Wow I can’t believe you just threw that card out, how am I supposed to win that?” “Wait that was unintentional-“
He never got to confess. But at least he won the game.
Second Operation: food
On the day he was free he barged into the Sumeru tavern, causing a few scholar to run out screaming as he approached the counter with menacing aura.
“One charcoal cake. Do you have a pink ribbon? Wrap it with a pink ribbon. Maybe add a heart on the cake if possible. Write the name ‘Y/N’ on it. I expect no word comes out about me here.”
When you see it, you roar with laughter. “Bruh, this is the funniest thing you pulled so far!”
Tighnari gets no sleep that night as Cyno comes into his room and murmurs by himself in the corner, confused as to what exactly is he doing wrong.
Third Operation: physical contact
Cyno wipes his hand on his shorts for the 15th time as he awaits for you at Gandarvha Ville. Today was the day of his next operation: hand holding.
Cyno wasn’t the type to force any physical contact, unless it’s to punish all evil wrongdoing. But today he was going to go the opposite way.
He will brush his hand against yours, and if you don’t move away he will then proceed to look into your eyes as a sign of love affirmation. You will be struck by his determination and then he will move to intertwine his fingers with yours. And then he will confess.
“Hey Cyno! You’re here early,” you appear in your goddess glory, your smile so dazzling the Mahamatra has to block it out with his hand.
“What a sight to behold.” “Did you say something?”
When you two walked together, people were clearing the path. You figured it was because of Cyno’s title, but in reality it was because of his red shot eyes that was glaring at your hand.
Above you both is Tighnari using his binoculars to watch you both. He mutters curses specially at the Matra, and Cyno could’ve sworn he felt chills go down his spine for no reason.
Do it now you imbecile! Touch her hand! What in the archons are you doing?
Cyno’s heart was thumping so fast he thought you could hear it. He swallowed as he stared at your hand, the delicate fingers that was tempting him to lic-hold it.
“Cyno?” He snapped his attention to your worried face. He inhaled when you step so close to him that your faces were mere inches away.
Tighnari gasped. Are you guys kissing? Why the hell are you guys kissing first?
“Are you okay? You look really stressed,” Your eyebrows furrow together, your cheeks pouting out so slightly.
Your magnificent breath tickled his face, your doe eyes peering into his wide dilated ones. He could smell the faint chicken wings you ate earlier on your body. He could see your collar bones just saying hello to him. Your hair tickle his face as well as his bangs to yours. He looks back up to your eyes and he finally utters his response.
“Stressed? More like I’m a damsel in distress.”
Tighnari to this day doesn’t know how that was a joke to Cyno.
Operation four: Just confess
“Now we all know you have this natural instinct of throwing in a stupid joke out of nowhere,” Tighnari covers Cyno’s mouth before he could retort. “Now imagine I am Y/N. Show me how you’re going to confess to me.”
“No what the f-” “Do you really want to ruin the biggest operation with another joke?” “…”
Cyno sighs and the two boys sit facing each other. Tighnari crosses his arms and mimics your voice in a ridiculously high tone, “Hey Cyno! What’s up?”
“Hey Y/N, um…there’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you,” Cyno inhales, trying to pretend the boy in front of him was his favorite girl. He smiles when his decent looking friend’s face morphs into your beautiful features. “We’ve been friends for so long and I know it’s definitely hard to believe but…I really like you. To me, you’re the most beautiful star in the desert night, the star that guides me to my destination. Will you be mine?”
“Wow Cyno I’m so happy!” Tighnari sings happily with a horrifying giggle. “See, that wasn’t so bad-”
A big thud silences them all.
The two boys slowly look to the side in horror as both you and Collei stand at the doorway stunned. Collie’s basket is on the floor, and an apple rolls to Cynos’ foot.
“I always knew master and Cyno had something!” Collei runs out the door, covering her face in glee as her OTP has finally come true.
Cyno’s face pales as you blink at him and then at Tighnari and then back to him. Then you turn away quickly before they can hear you snort with laughter.
General Mahamatra and General Watchleader weren’t seen for a few days, but there were rumors circulating that the WatchLeader was trying to kill the Mahamatra.
Final operation: Cyno
“Just be yourself Cyno,” Tigh’s words repeat in the boy’s mind. “What do you think will get your feelings across as Cyno? Think about it, and then face Y/N when you’re ready.”
Truth to be told, Cyno has never been open about his own feelings to anyone before. Sure, he told his best (and only) friend that he likes you, sure he beat up sinners to express his irritation of them forcing him out into the desert for three days just to bring them back, but it’s different with you.
He enjoyed all the times he’s had with you, all the moments where you and him argued about who won, the moments where you fed him food when he was loaded with work, the moments when you smiled at him when he would come to see you…he treasured every single second.
He was scared that if you did not return his feelings, your friendship would be broken. You meant that much to him.
But he knew if this one-sided feeling went on much longer he will go crazy and full of hope. He can decide how to proceed with his feelings once he gets an answer from you.
You finally appear. You look around the rather grassy area, before looking up at the night sky full of stars.
Cyno watches with adoration as your eyes light up at the sky. It must be the same look he has when he’s with you.
He silently approaches you with a familiar book in his hand, and you finally see him.
He hands you the book and you blink at it curiously before you open the book and read the contents.
He slowly smiles as a blush spread across your cheeks as you read over each operation listed down and the attempts the poor boy made to gain your affection.
“How did I miss all this?” You whisper, bringing the back of your hand to your face as your ears burn. “Cyno I…”
He places a hand on your arm and comes forward. His eyes are so full of desperation you can already hear what’s he going to say.
“I’m not supposed to be…having these feelings as a Matra. It’ll only get in the way, but…I do have feelings for you Y/N. I enjoy my time with you, I enjoy eating with you. I enjoy fighting with you. I like you. I am in love with you. Will you be the padisarah to my Duel Soul recipe?”
A few days later rumors go around that the General Mahamatra has been stalking a certain girl and the girl is a criminal waiting to be caught in the act.
It’s only a few days later (again) that there is confirmation that the girl is actually the General Mahamatra’s beloved girlfriend.
Omg this was so bad but so funny at the same time aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Sorry if this seemed so rushed, but it came to me in the middle of the night, and I had to write it all down! Hope you guys enjoyed it! :,)
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Everyone always talks about Logan being protective over Wade - and sure, I love that too - but have we ever thought about protective Wade?
Someone insults Logan and Wade is at their throat immediately forcing them to apologise.
Logan gets hurt by someone (outside of a fight) and yes, Wade knows he can regenerate at a really fast rate, but he doesn't care. Logan gets a kiss on the head and a cartoon band-aid for his wound.
If he gets hurt emotionally (or just if Wade wants to) he will pick Logan up and carry him to any kind of cozy spot close to them, plop down and hug Logan till both of them feel better about it.
Jean/Scott/some X-Men that reminds Logan of his own universe: *tries to talk to Logan*
Wade: *carrying Logan away* Nuh uh.
Logan, not understanding how Wade can even pick him up: Fuck you mean Nuh uh !?
I went off script. Enjoy these dumbasses.
summary: it’s the little things that make him realize he’s in love (alternatively: the four times suna pretended to be asleep and the one time he didn’t).
pairing: suna x reader
genre/warnings: fluff, n/a
wc: 3.5k
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( a blanket )
Despite the gray clouds overhead and the scent of lingering ochre, rain refused to fall. Hyogo was cast into a monochromatic haze, colors washed and worn away. Suna stares out the window in your living room instead of working on the next math problem, lethargy crawling into the hollows between his bones. His gaze flickers over to you where you’re sitting on the other side of the coffee table, chin propped in the palm of your hand, writing calmly in your workbook.
Tutor turned friend, you’d been helping him with his homework since the middle of second year, and he’d grown used to your presence. Unlike his teammates, you didn’t require him to spend copious amounts of energy just to keep up with the conversation, and so at the start of third year he’d accepted your invitation to study on weekends together.
He looks back down at the half-finished problem. He didn’t actually get much studying done, but the quiet ambiance of your house was preferable to the cluttered noise of his; having younger siblings and parents with naturally loud voices meant it was rarely silent.
Plus, Atsumu and Osamu didn’t know where you lived, so they couldn’t drag him into another one of their weekend adventures that would ultimately result in disaster.
(He was still annoyed at narrowly escaping arrest. It took a lot of energy to jump a fence.)
Keep reading
little moments on the rooftop
featuring: KUROO TETSURO
pairing: implied she/her pronouns ?? (
type: SUMI’S ONE-SHOTS
warnings: okay there's a kissing moment and the term "masochist" is used in a joking manner and ummm yeah that's about it tbh
genre: slice of life/fluff
a/n: trying to start writing little things so i can get back into the flow of writing again idky i haven't had any motivation recently :((
"hey," a voice called out to you in the night.
you turned your head to see the bedhead haired boy, standing at the rooftop entrance door. he was in his familiar nekoma volleyball team jacket with a pair of checkered warm pajama pants.
you had situated yourself on top of blanket and a few other blankets that were wrapped around you. "hey."
he walked over to where you were sitting and took off his shoes, gently stepping onto the blanket. he crossed his legs as he sat down. you opened the one blanket you had wrapped around you just so he could scooch himself in next to you.
"god you and your long limbs. so difficult to deal with," you mumbled as he tried to settle within the blanket.
"hey! leave me and my long limbs alone," he huffed with a pout. the both of you bursted into laughter with a half smile etched on your face that he grew to love and cherish.
looking away from each other, you looked out into the view in front. ithe both of you could see the lights from the downtown skyscrapers into the distance.
in front of you, though, you could see your neighborhood lit up with the usual and casual street lights. occasionally, there would be a car or bicyclist going by but it was relatively quiet during this time.
as the both of you stared into the distance, you leaned your head onto his shoulder. his body tensed for a moment but you eventually felt it soothe down.
"mmm you smell nice," you told the boy. "did you put on some new body lotion or something?"
"yeah. obassan bought some new body lotion but i don't think she knows which one is my regular one but it's okay. i like this one though," he explained.
"you smell like that rose scented perfume i showed you at the mall the other day," you told him.
he sniffed the sleeve of one of his hands. "how do you even smell that? it clearly smells like strawberries."
"does not."
"does too."
"it literally said on the package 'strawberry scented.'"
“…”
he looked over at you, his smirk growing on his face. “you don’t wanna admit that i’m right huh?”
"i hate you."
"no you don't. otherwise, we wouldn't be here now, would we?" he said with that mischievous grin on his face.
"stop it or i'll plant my fist on your nose," you rolled your eyes.
he comically put his hand on his forehead to show his pain and agony. "are you a masochist or something? you're always putting me through pain huh?"
you laughed and lightly flicked your finger on his cheek which had you laughing but him wincing in slight pain which turned into eventual chuckles.
he starts mumbling something under his breath. you couldn't seem to catch them though.
"hm?" you responded.
"i love being with you. so damn much." he replied.
you looked up at him as he continued to look towards the scenery in front. you lifted your head off his shoulder which had him confused, forcing him to look at you.
and then you took his face in your hands and kissed him. it wasn't those messy, desperate kisses that you had when the both of you made out. it was a kiss that was slow. and passionate. and in a way, comforting. a kiss that explained more than words could ever.
he slowly responded back with his hands wrapping around your waist. he pulled you in closer to him, trying to get you as close as he could to you.
he pulled away and a blush started to etch its way onto his face. you couldn't help but let the snarky comment come out of your lips. "aww is my favorite pretty boy blushing?"
with no response, you realized he may have been a bit too flustered your sudden kiss.
you forced his face to face you. looking into those golden pools in his eyes that you always sought comfort and joy in, he smirked and leaned in to kiss you back.
“i'm always blushing for my pretty girl.”
Deku was so... bright about everything. Even if it was just about cats.
“Ha...” It was admiring really.
Rody followed him into the store, glancing back over at the cats now that they were inside. He quietly hoped that they would find good homes. He looked up to the signs, squinting at the writing. Rody had started studying Japanese in his free time, but hadn’t had the chance to test his skills out in the real world. It seemed like he was still a struggling to read.
He caught up to Deku, squeezing past the same customers, eyes running over the collection of toys. As if on cue, Pino flew over and landed on the perch, bells ringing as she did so.
“Cute-” She began hopping in place, the bells ringing more and more with each hop. “Okay I can see a small issue.”
It took everything in Izuku not to start bouncing up and down where he was standing. He was waiting outside of Gate 15 for an incoming flight from Otheon. Finally, after seven long months of waiting, today was the day!
Rody was visiting him in Japan!
They had been planning this for months. Instead of spending his extra money on All Might merchandise, he focused all of it towards Rody’s travel expenses and anything they’d end up doing while together for the week. They had practically talked every other day ever since Rody had saved up money to buy a cell phone. They had learned a lot about each other in that time, and despite the long distance between them, Izuku still felt as if they were becoming closer than ever.
So, really... it wasn’t much of a surprise that this was the most excited he’d felt in a very long time.
As soon as he spotted Rody’s face, his eyes lit up as bright as the sun. He couldn’t help but rush forward and pull the other young man into a fierce hug. He could feel himself tearing up, but he managed to keep the tears at bay. He couldn’t keep the grin off of his face even if he tried to.
“I can’t believe you’re actually here right now!” he exclaimed with a cheerful laugh. “It’s so great to see you again, Rody!”
@rody-soul
De-aged Dead on Main
I swear I saw a post earlier today that someone was making a fic about Danny and/or Jason getting de-aged to their death age and I can't stop thinking about how cute that would be
Like imagine, Danny and Jason are already either best buds or dating and some ghosty nonsense or magic turns them back to 14 and 15 respectively. They both just look at each other like 'shit, what now?' And have to figure out how to turn back
Non of Jason's "built like a fridge" clothes and gear fit him so Danny, being a lil smaller, lends him some of his stuff (which is still big bet closer). And then they go off as little mini Hood and Phantom trying to solve their problems.
I need this in my life. I will be reading that fic once it's out and if I find it.
MERlin
I mean the way Arthur pronounces the name of his manservant it's been trend for years, an scencial part of many fics, headcannons and even of how we see the series
MERlin
What a beautiful thing to hear
Cute!
Baby duckling to brighten your day 😍
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Gifts Time! ✨🎁✨
Did this one while I was on my way to the United States! Decided to add the Cratchit kids because a grumpy old man is never complete without his reluctantly adopted kids XD
I’m very tempted to actually colour this one so I’ll try and do that soon!