Pass The Happy! When You Receive This, List Five Things That Make You Happy And Send This To 10 Of The

Pass the happy! 🌻When you receive this, list five things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications. 💛💛💛

Five things that make me happy.

Writing fanfic and match ups it just helps me destress and I love doing it.

Parkour, freerunning urban exploring. They are my hobbies which I really enjoy and they helped get me out of my depression.

My Cat even tho he doesn't want anything to do with me quite a bit. But I still love him

My motobike is my freedom.

Cosplay, cosplay helped me realise who I am as a person helped me open up with my gender and realise who I am.

May I request a Bad Batch match-up/ship please? ❤  I'm an INTJ, Taurus, and my Enneagram is 5. I'm 5'3, chubby/curvy, with a brown messy pixie cut, green eyes, freckles, glasses, and I'm very tomboyish (got that casual/grunge look going on). I'm shy when you first meet me, but I'm really sarcastic and open when I'm comfortable with someone (that takes a while though). I'm a pretty chill person and try to avoid getting caught in other people's problems, but I can stand up for myself when I need to. I'm also pretty passive aggressive when I get mad at someone. I don't cry when I'm sad and I never cry in front of other people. I only cry when I'm extremely overwhelmed or stressed. I've been told I'm a good listener and I give good advice, but I'm also honest with people. Even though I'm an introverted person, I love trying new things and going to cool places (minimal crowds please) with the people I'm comfortable with. My favorite season is autumn or winter and I really enjoy listening to music, writing, and playing video games. I love watching movies and cooking, and I want to start gardening too. And yeah, that's about it. Thank you so much!🤗💕 (sorry if it's too long!)

I got your message ^^ I'm adding in a one of the Reg boys. Becuase we all love our Regs too.

Clone wars

I match you with..... Jesse

Jesse can be a tease but most times he's well behaved

Man turns into a blushing mess when you hug or kiss him. The other boys will bully him for it.

Every chance he gets he will be seeing you. He loves just getting to sit and watch the sunrise with you.

Both of you sitting on the barracks roof watching the stars or early sun rise. Beicase it's time you both get to spend just the two of you.

Rex and Anakin both givign him the 'talk' and Jesse is just dead pan face.

Anakin wanting to meet you and have a proper introduction becuase he wants to make sure you and Jesse look after each other.

Hardcase loves teasing Jesse about you. But he knows that your already spoken for but won't stop him from harmlessly flirting with you.

Please be there each time he comes back from mission even if it's just in the crowd it makes he feel like there really is something worth fighting for when he sees you smiling and waving to him.

" Maker I never thought that would end" Jesse huffs as he engulfs you in a tight hug. His nose resting in your hair as he inhales, breathing in your scent.

"Who know the Captain and General could talk so long" he remarks which makes you laugh lightly.

"They worry for you which I can understand. They just want to look our for you" you say back to him.

"I'm missed you so much Cyar'ika" he mumbles into your hair with a sigh. "I missed you too Jesse, I'm glad to have you home." You say back as you both stand in the almost desilated halls of the Barracks.

"Come on Jesse let's go celebrate!" You say lightly which makes him smile and kiss the side of your head.

"I'd like the very much" he says with a smile moving to walk with his hand in yours.

I match you with..... Crosshair

Lots of shared Snarky comments.

Crosshair will steal your glasses and tease you. Loves holding them above your head so you can't get them.

Crosshair loves laying across your lap when he feels like it. Press light kisses to his head.

He loves to bully you. It's only little things, pinches you, picks you up and just likes to be a menace.

He can be quite affectionate when he wants to be. He will curl up beside you and just snuggle.

He hates being teased by his brothers about his liking for you.

Please trace his tattoo and scars, it makes him feel loved and that you are with him for him being him.

He will teach you how to shoot or help you improve your skills. He loves positioning you and then telling you your doing it wrong.

Will prize you with kisses if you can shoot a target he has set for you.

"Your holding it wrong Cyare, you need to hold it lime this" Crosshair said moving to stand behind you and position you.

Both his arms come around to yours griping your hands lightly and helping you line up the target. Once he is happy with it his hands move to your waist.

"Make sure to keep your grip the rifle has quite a bit of recoil. Would hate to have Tech put your shoudler back together" he says with a smirk.

making you shoot him a glare as you more the gun to look over your shoudler.

"Keep your eyes on your target Sweet cheeks" he says with a grumble once again re positioning you.

He presses his armored body into your back his lips right next to your ear as he lines the shot up.

"Now shoot" he chuckles as his other hand reaches for your waist, You take the shot.

the recoil hurts but not as bad as it could have been and as you look to the spot you see you have hit the target. Your a little off but not by much.

Crosshair hums lightly as e rest his other hand comes up to grip his weapon and pull it from you.

" Well done Sweet one, with more practice you will get better" he says spinning you to face him.

A satisfied smile graces his lips as he looks down at you. " And now for your prize" he chuckles moving closer.

his arm wrap around your waist pulls you flush agaisnt him as he claims your mouth in a searing kiss.

"Y/n!, Crosshair!. Get your shit together we leave in fifteen!" Hunter calls from across the field. Cross grumbles as he pulls away. " We will continue this later"

On this 4th of july i would like to boost my tribe’s bee farm!! https://iowaybeefarm.com/ is their website! They sell honey, beeswax products, giant jars of bee pollen, lip balms and lotions!

pretty much everything is really cheap (much cheaper than it should be) and you can get a whole gift basket for 35 bucks!

Beat his ass Omega put your dad in his place. Show him your the true backbone of the team

I’m sorry but after the ending of episode 10 that’s the only thing I thought about… 

Ahhhhhh I love this man!!

9 with kix?

OF COURSE 9 WITH KIX MY BEAUTIFUL ANON I LOVE YOU I had this since two days ago but idk why I didn't post it lol. sorry. WE'RE HAVING SO MANY KIX FEELS THIS WEEKEND

Pairings: Kix x reader (no y/n)

Prompt: 9. Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips, we should just kiss like real people do. - Like real people do by Hozier with Kix

Word count: 929 lil words filled with FLUFF.

A/N: also, let's pretend bacta doesn't exists.

The tent that was supposed to be some sort of medic facility was quiet, the soft rumble from the oxygen and the soft thump of the last drops of rain over the carpet, but other than that, there wasn't much, everyone was asleep, soft snores and difficult breathing mixed from both the outside and inside, your eyes felt heavy, but when a sting of pain rushed through your arm, you felt very awake.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, not wanting to wake anyone, your eyes looked at the small gauze that was filling with blood as he cleaned your wound.

"Is alright." you whispered back.

Shared nights with Kix on the medbay were mostly hushed, so you were used to whispered words and low sounds, hands muffling laughs and lots of conversations that were based on touches and looks, only talking if it was necessary or to explain what was the other doing.

They were silly too, with Kix making small drawings on your hands with a pen or helping you paint your nails, ending up in one too many slip ups and most of the skin of your fingers being painted, he would redo your shoelaces when they looked about to undo themselves, and you would watch a holovid to pass time cuddled in a spare bed as you supervised the wounded.

Night shifts with him were quiet, but never boring, a lingering feeling –that was ignored by both of you in hopes to not break the beautiful friendship you had formed– sometimes filled the room to the degree of becoming asphyxiating, resulting in you going for a walk to the mess hall or him taking a midnight shower, but you preferred that, the awkwardness and tiptoeing around each other than to spend a single second without him.

"This is going to hurt," he says, apologetic eyes looking at yours in search for a confirmation that it was still alright, and that he was sorry for causing you pain as he got ready to stitch you up.

"It's alright, Kix," you repeat, taking a deep breath when the needle pierces through your skin.

It doesn't take him long, just a couple of times more and he tries soothe you with almost there and you're doing good, and your heart swells with how much care he's handling the situation, the hand that kept your arm in place was gentle, an almost feather like touch that had your skin burning, itching for more.

"There you go," he finally says, breath you didn't know were holding escaping from your lips, Kix gives you a triumphant smile, "good as new."

"Thank you, trooper." His chuckle is an almost faint sound your heart flutters for.

"You're welcome, doc."

Kix stays in his spot for a little longer, looking at his job in case he missed something, probably searching for another injury but he wouldn't find anything other than bruises and superficial scratches.

As you were about to speak again, words get caught on your throat when you feel it, a light, delicate kiss on the sutures, it's just a peck, a tender touch that is too quick for you to fully process it, lips leaving a tingle in their wake.

When he looks at you, his eyes hold a playful glint and you should've know he was going to be cheeky about it.

"Some say it helps healing."

You hum, lost of words, blinking at him in case he's an apparition and whatever had just happened had been an illusion.

"Is there another place that hurts?"

This is it.

This is him making the first move.

Dumbfounded, you nod, your eyes leaving his for a second just to flicker to his lips, his soft lips, and your whole body aches for his touch.

"Well?" He prompts.

You place your finger on the cut on the top left of your forehead, and he doesn't hesitate to press a light, short kiss on the spot. You think your eyes must be showing all this torrent of emotions, many which you didn't even have a name for, gazing at him with surprise, but with an adoration that matched his.

"Here too," your finger moves to your cheek, where a scratch lay, and your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of his touch, brows furrowed in anticipation and breath hitching in your throat, his lips lingering for a second too long and you feel like floating.

"Anywhere else?" His voice is an thread, just above a whisper, breath fanning your face as golden eyes search for what is going to be your next move in yours.

Licking your lips, you press your finger on them, hoping he would kiss you, finally, after too many nights longing for his lips, for his touch, waiting for this right moment.

"Here."

Kix looks for a confirmation in your eyes he must've found before pushing his lips against yours in a warm embrace, gloved hand finding a home in your cheek as he deepens the kiss, tongue asking for entrance as it strokes your bottom lip.

When he pulls back, he doesn't do it without leaving a few more short kisses, and while you stand breathless, heart pounding in your chest, he gives you the softest smile you ever saw.

"Still hurts?" It means to be a tease, but the affection behind his words make you think twice. You hold back a giggle, a smirk curling in your lips.

"Yeah."

He hums in response.

"Guess you might need a few more kisses, then." He pauses, lips brushing yours, "doctor's orders."

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Pieces of Viking pottery with traces of cat and dog paws, seen at the Musée de Normandie in Caen Castle

“So back in the day pets already ruined their owner’s artwork.” - My sis who took the photo