What Bojack Moment Should I Do Next?

What bojack moment should I do next?

Working on my ouran fic while on a tone of sleepy meds cause i feel like utter shit isnt a good idea. I'm falling asleep rnn

AETHER IS TO CUTE FOR THIS WORLD

Lipstick # 3 💄

Imagine your genshin S/O making you try on lipsticks of different colors and shades and then making you kiss them on their face to see if it suits them too.

Aether (For @proper-fox):

Sorry it took so long. I was in physical pain while trying to write this. I hate period cramps (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

Aether has many many friends (and enemies), and most are indebted to him (Yes, even some of his enemies). So it's not unusual for his mailbox to be filled with gifts of many kinds. In fact, he had to have a separate mail box for close friends just so he wouldn't lose those.

And as thankful as he is for the gifts, he doesn't exactly use nor need most of it. But of course, he couldn't just tell them off. (Well, he can, but he still wants free stuff now and again.)

As he's pacing around your shared bedroom in his abode, he notices your lipstick collection... or rather, the lack of it. A lone lipstick stood proudly on your vanity table, with a color that's just a bit too... common for him to see on you.

After some thinking, he came up with a solution to his mailbox problem. Why not tell people that he'll only be accepting lipsticks?

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"Aether, why the hell do you have so many lipstick?" You asked, once you saw him carrying a box full of lipstick with a rainbow of selection, picking up one that's a really neon green.

"It's for a... project." Aether says, smiling innocently at you. He then brought in another box, one that's empty this time. There's a shine in his eyes that you couldn't understand.

"Can you do something for me?"

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You then found yourself sitting on the bed, a box full of lipstick on your side, while the empty one on the other.

In front of you is Aether, sleeping soundly. After a tiring day of doing commissions, he grabbed you towards the bed with the energy he had left, and told you what to do before passing out.

"Give me lots of kisses. I want you to try each and every one of these."

You couldn't help but quirk your lips at his words from earlier, before picking a random lipstick from the pile.

Upon applying it, you then leave soft kiss on his soft cheek.

When you pulled away, you couldn't help but feel delighted at how the lipstick color suit him. Maybe he does have a point in making you do this.

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The next morning, Aether woke up with a yawn, stretching his arms. He drowsily got up from the bed, making sure not to disturb your sleep, before heading to the bathroom.

The moment he faced the bathroom mirror, he feel his whole being wake up, fully energized, a huge grin quickly growing on his face.

Aether's body is littered with kiss marks with colors and shades that suited him. From his face, to his arms, and even to his stomach. There are even some stray ones on his thighs.

Leaning back out of the bathroom door, he spots the two boxes on the feet of your shared bed, one labelled 'keep', and the other, 'give away', both seemed half filled.

Focusing back on his reflection in the mirror, he's quite happy but... he's not satisfied.

With a huff, he quickly runs out of the bathroom, and headed towards you still sleeping on the bed. He jumped on the bed, straddling your hips, before shaking you awake.

He glared at you with determined eyes, watching as you drowsily opened yours that are filled with sleepy confusion.

"You have to try again. Let me feel the kisses this time!"

Next up is our dear Kazuha!

Also, I probably almost died with my dog earlier ಥ‿ಥ

(@neigesprincess heya! You wanted to be tagged, right?)

I slay because its 1985 by bo burnham and I've memorized that shit!

karaoke bar where you're forced to sing your top song from spotify wrapped. how well do you perform it?

HE DIDNT COME HOMEEE

KEQING DID THOUGH AND IM VERY UPSET

AYATO BETTER COME HOME OR IM KILLING HIS SISTER AND KEEPING HER DEAD TILL HE COMES HOME

THIS IS MORE THAN GOOD! I LOVED IT!!

I love you

Summary:What'd he say?

Type:Scenario:Angst:Miles X Ftm!Reader

Version:Itsv

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"I love you"

You stopped. They those words sounded so foreign to you it took a second to process.

"....what?"

You turned and looked at Miles, he seemed hesitant but repeated what he said either way.

"I love you"

"No you don't"

Miles froze as you said that, and you didn't even realize you said it until he strinked back into his chair. It was so natural for you to say those words, you didn't think about it.

"...yeah I do"

You stared at him and chuckled, running a hand through your hair as you walked over to him.

"That's funny, good night Miles"

You pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before leaving and going home, his words still echoing through your mind. His words haunted you that night. It was hard to believe him. Yeah, you guys were dating, but he didn't love you. It is still shocked that you two are dating, especially since you were trans. Usually, when people hear your trans they give you a dirty or disappointed look and dump you or change their minds. But Miles? He stayed, and part of you figured it was only out of pity. All you life people had lied to you, saying they loved you but never truly did. You taught yourself that love isn't something to hope for, and people will lie to get into your pants or just to hurt you. So why would you believe Miles loved you? Miles was heartbroken, his eyes slowly welding with tears. Putting his pencil down, he leaned back in his chair. What did he do wrong? He waited to finally tell you he loves you, only for you to laugh? It hurt him, more than anything. He stayed up thinking, overthinking about what he did wrong, why you denied his love. He cried himself to sleep that night. And so did you. It hurt the both of you dearly, the next day at school, you ignored him. Still needing more time to figure out it all out. Miles wasn't ready for that, the sad look you gave him when he tried to talk to you before you rushed off, or when you didn't go to lunch. And every other time, you brushed him off. Miles didn't know what the problem was, but luckily, it didn't last long. Because the next day, you practically crushed him in a hug, mumbling apologies and soft reassurances. When you pulled away, Miles cupped your face and looked at you with concern on his face.

"Miles! I'm so sorry. I-I just....I couldn't belive you"

You stumbled over your words, leaning into his touch as tears flowed down your face, finally understanding he wasn't just fucking with you, and that he truly loved you.

"I...I love you too, Miles"

Miles smiled brightly and pulled you unti a kiss, filled with passion and love. Oh, how long Miles has wanted to feel your lips against his.

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[A/n:Is this good? I don't know. I hope you enjoyed]