#and when it finally turned off and i recharged it it went back to normal and never

[marciliedonato]

so my phone turns 1 today and i was checking it now and it totally glitched like 2 things overlapping out of nowhere so I closed the screen and when I tried to reopen it it only lets me either enter the code or scan my finger and unlock it anyway I can and the the screen is either blurred or there's nothing on it and I cant open anything the buttons don't respond and I cant even turn it off what the actual fuck I'm losing my mind fr

edit: i was able to force turn it off somehow bc it wasn't working and we're back random indian guys on youtube save the day once again

[a-hermit-pining]

LADS Men React To Thinking You're Moving Out

AN: Thank you for requesting and yes I did just use an unrelated gif of absolutely stunning Aragorn.

Request: Hello, I absolutely loved your last post!! It was so fun to read, lol. I went through your master list right after and I also read the one about you moving in with the lads men (gold.) Which make me think of a scenario... If you take requests now, what do you think the lads men would do if: You just moved in with them. Everything is fine, but unpacking is kinda slow because both of you need to work. One day you are off from work and decide that day is the day everything will be put in place because it's already suffocating to have that many boxes. He is at work from morning till evening and so happy to come back home to *you*. Just that when he entered the apartament he saw a box next to the door with your clothes in and you packing yet another box with your clothes. But shouldn't you be unpacking? Are you packing your things back?? (Mc just got a better look at everything she owns since she needs to unpack everything and decided to donate some stuff. She had no intention of moving out)

Pairing: Lads boys x fem reader

Genre: fluff

Xavier:

He walks in, probably tripping over the box. Somehow, completely oblivious.

"Xavier!" You rush to him, helping him sit up. "Are you alright?! Oh my god, did you hit your face?"

You both are trouble magnets.

"It’s bruising!" You gasp, already hurrying to grab an ice pack while he sits on the couch, face buried in a cushion.

Please, just sit with him and coddle him until he recharges enough to help you unpack.

Rafayel:

"Where are you going?" Instant tantrum mode. Hands on hips, standing like someone’s disapproving dad.

"I told you, moving in was an irreversible deal. We share the lease. You’re not going anywhere."

Picking up your box of clothes, he strides into your shared bedroom, where you’re busy unpacking his boxes, blissfully unaware, your back to him.

He sighs, pauses, and keeps talking to your back. "Alright, I won’t let the seagulls eat all our salmon. And… there won’t be any more running nude painting jokes..."

"What?" You pull out an earbud, blinking in confusion. "When did you come in?"

Rafayel stares.

"Aw, thanks for bringing in my box! I was just about to get to my closet," you grin, pecking his lips. "When did you get back?"

Let’s just say, Rafayel does not recount the great monologue you just happened to miss.

Zayne:

Conceal, don’t feel kind of guy.

He stands and stares at the box.

Then, without a word, he steps forward and pulls you into a tight hug. He’ll stay there for as long as you allow him to.

"You’re back early," you murmur, leaning into him as he buries his face in your shoulder.

This is normal, him being extra clingy after a long shift.

"What’s the matter?" You turn, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Did something upset you?"

"No," he replies, looking up at you. "I missed you. Let’s go out for dinner tonight."

He’ll go out of his way to make these last few hours with you memorable.

The next day, when he returns home from work, expecting an empty house, the sight of you curled up on the couch is nothing short of pure joy.

He heads to your room, only to find all your clothes neatly hung next to his.

Sylus:

"Have you finally decided to accept the vacation?" he all but purrs, conveniently ignoring the lack of a suitcase.

"Those are for donation, Sylus. And no, I am not taking time off for another vacation." You reply, tossing some of his clothes into the donation pile.

"Um. No, you’re not." He plucks a dress from the pile, inspecting it like it’s a priceless artifact. "I like this one on you. And this too," he mutters, rummaging through your does-not-spark-joy pile.

"No, we are not keeping it!" You snatch the clothes back. "You are banned from the pile. Hands off."

Somehow, he is more offended about giving away clothes than he is concerned about the idea of you leaving.

He considers everything you own part of his hoard.

Caleb:

Hides the box.

Immediately rushes to the kitchen to cook a feast.

Pulls you to a fully loaded dining table, all smiles.

"So, what are your plans tomorrow?" he asks, piling food onto your plate.

"Mmm, I think I’ll be joining the hunters’ food and clothing drive in the morning. Let me know if you want to give away—"

And he's gone.

Sweating, watching you devour the food.

Oh. Oh, no.

He did not just accidentally drug you.

You’re going to be so mad at him. Especially for making you miss the drive.

Excusing himself immediately, he goes to cancel the flight to his private island.

Caleb is now on damage control duty.

[skimmingmilk]

That scene from Lilo & Stitch (2002) where Nani sings "Aloha 'oe" to Lilo the night before she thinks social services will take her away but it's Sonic staying with Tails till he falls asleep the night before the guardianship court hearing

Oh, absolutely. That scene has been on repeat in my mind for the past several days, my friend. I totally get it. Not sure if you've read it already, but I do have this bonus scene from that night (“I’ll stay until you fall asleep.”) that I wrote a little over a year ago for "Sometimes the Picket Fence isn't Perfect." But with Lilo and Stitch (2002) fresh in my mind and feeling so soft about that scene in particular, I decided to add onto that night a little bit as a writing warm-up. It's recommended to read that fic first for context if you haven't already, then come back here, but please enjoy 💙

For eleven years, Sonic didn’t have a family. 

He’d never been the right fit for anyone, never knew what it felt like to be part of something bigger than himself. His edges too uneven and colors too vibrant to simply press him into an empty space in a puzzle and watch him fade into a picture perfect family. On his own, he’d always been enough to paint the whole picture. What you see is what you get. Just Sonic the Hedgehog.

To think it took less than a year to turn his entire worldview on its head.

Despite telling Tails how important it was for them to get some sleep the night before their guardianship hearing, Sonic was still wide awake hours after the fox kit had finally drifted off. He said he’d stay until he fell asleep, but for once he couldn’t bring himself to move. By the dusty moonlight filtered through the open window, green eyes traced a path they’d long-since memorized across Tails’s shadowed face. Even in the dark, he could tell the creases of concentration and worry lines had been smoothed out by the peace of an unconscious mind, too busy recharging for the day ahead of him to be bothered with what-ifs or hypotheticals.

On normal nights, Sonic could relate.

This was anything but.

No matter what the court’s decision was in several hours, nothing would stop them from being family. He’d meant that. It hadn’t been an empty platitude to placate his best friend into going to bed; it was a fact. One he’d fight to the death to defend. 

Sonic the Hedgehog spent eleven years without his family. He wasn’t going to give it up because some stranger refused to sign a scrap of paper. Their imperfect pieces fit each other and the picture they painted together had been beyond anything Sonic ever could’ve imagined.

People always assumed Sonic saved Tails but, while that was true to some degree, it went both ways. Sure it was a lot of work having someone depend on him when he didn’t know the first thing about taking care of anybody but himself, and there’d been times where he wondered if he’d done the right thing by taking Tails with him in the first place. If it had been selfish to keep him. But when the coolest kid on the planet looked up at him and called him his big brother…

How was he supposed to say no to that?

Tails saw him from the very start. He got him on a level no one else had ever bothered to aim for. And he loved him anyway. He wanted him anyway.

Those two days where he’d disappeared, Sonic’s world had been thrown off its axis as a new doubt took root that he hadn’t let himself question since he made the decision to be Tails’s brother. Was he what Tails needed? Was he what Tails wanted? Was the picture they made together, the one Sonic thought was perfect in all their imperfections, what Tails envisioned for his life?

Or did he want something… more?

Something Sonic couldn’t give him.

A mom. A dad. A picket fence. He couldn’t imagine what else. Not when he’d give the kid anything—everything.

…Including give him up, if that was what he really wanted.

But it wasn’t. He didn’t. And Sonic should’ve known, should’ve trusted, that Tails wanted their little, funny-shaped family just as much. That he’d been just as scared of losing it all.

“Will you stay forever?”

“Sonic?” Tails’s sleepy voice slurred his name, cutting through the thoughts clouding his mind. “How come you’re still up?”

Sonic’s smile came easy in the dark. “Guess my mind decided now was as good a time as any for a race or two,” he chuckled. 

“Mm? Thinking hard ‘bout something?”

“Nah. Don’t worry about it, keed. Go back to sleep.”

Brow creasing, Tails squinted at him, trying to make out his features through a half-lidded haze. “…You stayed.”

“Said I would, didn’t I?”

Tails continued to observe him despite the urge to sleep weighing heavy in his eyes. He was searching for something in his response, something Sonic thought he’d tucked well-enough out of sight.

“M’not going anywhere either.”

“Huh?”

Tails sighed gustily and tugged on the part of his blanket still beneath Sonic until he got the picture. He’d never bothered to get under the covers, content to lay atop them while his thoughts gave his feet a run for their money, so he sat up and shifted to the edge of the mattress. He hadn’t been cold, though now that it had been brought to his attention, he could acknowledge the light sea breeze blowing in through the open window making his skin prickle beneath his quills. Tails threw the blanket back and patted the indent he’d left behind, still warm from where he’d been lying.

Sonic settled into his spot beside Tails, tucking himself under the blanket. Tails gave him a moment to get comfortable again before he squirmed over to him, a warm, soft bundle of fur that nestled against his side. It was Tails’s turn to toss an arm and a tail across Sonic, their weight a surprising comfort and not just because he was a little cold.

“Not goin’ anywhere,” Tails repeated, eyes closed as his voice faded into a mumble. “S’okay, you can sleep, too.”

A lump formed in Sonic’s throat, his eyes boring holes into the ceiling as he stared up at it. He could fully understand Tails’s desire to flee to the wilderness to sleep beneath the stars again. To see the sky and the moon and the shadowy tops of trees instead of solid walls closing in on him on all sides.

Tails’s paw gently kneaded against his chest.

“If this doesn’t work,” Sonic croaked, his voice barely a whisper, “I’m sorry.”

They wouldn’t let themselves be separated, they wouldn’t allow it, but the life they’d have to lead… a life on the run, hidden away from society where they could never be found, and cut off from the friendships and supports they were just starting to build here… Tails didn’t deserve that. It wasn’t what was best for him.

Tails deserved a life that was full and bright. A life where he could shine to his fullest potential. A life that wasn’t built on fear and mistrust of everyone around them.

That was why he started all this in the first place. So Tails wouldn’t have to worry or wonder or want things that he couldn’t have. What he thought he didn’t deserve to have.

“M’not,” Tails murmured. “You tried. That’s what matters.”

“I could’ve done it different,” Sonic argued. “I could’ve done better. More. I should’ve told you—”

“You did it your way.” His voice cracked on a yawn before he nuzzled his cheek against Sonic’s shoulder. “Might not’ve been perfect, but that’s okay. S’what you always tell me, right?”

Sonic released a shaky exhale and some of the pressure in his chest eased up, even with the weight of Tails’s arm still holding onto him. “Think the stakes are a bit higher here than usual, keed.”

“Higher than beating ‘Buttnik and saving the world?”

“A bajillion times higher. I can beat ‘Buttnik with my eyes closed,” Sonic huffed. “But dealing with people who decide things like who gets to have a family and who doesn’t… never been too good at that. Never been too good at listening or following instructions or doing what I’m told…”

“No one tells Sonic the Hedgehog what to do,” Tails parroted, too tired to give it the “oomph” it usually carried, but the conviction was still there. “But you still do your best when it matters.”

“What if that’s not good enough this time?” Sonic whispered.

“Mm-mm-mm,” Tails hummed with a sleepy shrug. “But I’ll love you anyway.”

Sonic dragged his stare from the ceiling to look down at the mop of orange fluff snuggled against him. It wasn’t a shock, not when it was something they knew even if the words mostly went unspoken, but hearing it was still something else entirely. A bright splotch of color in the picture of their family. 

Sonic looped his arm around Tails, keeping him where he was, where he belonged. Right by his side. “I love you, too. No matter what. You know that, right?”

“Mm…”

“Tails?”

“Mmhm…”

An airy chuckle escaped him, gently jostling the two of them as Sonic’s smile returned, hopelessly fond. “Thanks for the pep talk, little bro. Don’t know what I’d do without you.”

And he never wanted to find out. Now that he knew what it was like to belong to a family, to matter so much to someone, and to realize they mattered, too, Sonic couldn’t see life without it. He didn’t want to.

Maybe it was selfish to take Tails away if the verdict wasn’t in their favor. Maybe it had been selfish to take him from the start. But if being selfish meant Tails knew he was wanted and loved and important to someone… then it would be worth it. If they had to run away, Sonic would find other ways to give Tails the life he deserved. Together, they could do anything. They were a team. A family.

And nothing would ever break them apart.

[bones4thecats]

Sorry, maybe you can do, Tfp Predacons x Predacon femme reader, where the Predacons compete for the reader's love

TFP! Predacons Fight for Predacon! S/O

Characters: POLY! Predaking, Darksteel, and Skylynx Requester: 🐻Anon A/N: I'll call you 🐻Anon just because I like bears and they fight more than a dove or dragon do (I use character emojis first, okay?!) Anyways, hope you like this!! ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Just fluff <3 ⚠️ P.S: The Predacon! Reader is based on a Chimera (specifically two pieces of art I found on Quora and InCryptid Wiki)

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🐉🐻🕊️ This was getting very annoying for you. You, as a fellow Predacon, understood that having a more rough-and-tumble personality was normal for your kind. But the way that these three were handling it was beyond you

🐉🐻🕊️ You were in your alt-mode, one resembling a 'Chimera' as Raf once said, just watching as the trio 'play fought'. But you of all beings understood that with each hit they laid on another another, they meant everything personally

🐉 You were closest with Predaking. He was created a little while before you, and since you both arrived to serve Megatron together, your bond was by-far the strongest out of all other Cybertronians you had met and befriended

🐉 Unknowingly to you, the self-proclaimed King of Predacons had begun to see as more than an ally and fellow Predacon. He began to see you as a potential sparkmate, not because of his dream of your kind rising back up, but because he loved you

🐻 Darksteel on the other hand, was a pain in your aft. He would constantly mess with your different appendages. And I mean that

🐻 This guy would sneak up behind you whenever you were resting and just randomly mess with your horns, serpent-like tail, and your hooves. And whenever he wouldn't stop, you would snap your deadly tail at him, which made him laugh, say bye, and fly off

���️ Finally, with Skylynx. He did not like you at first and the same went with you, you kinda hated him. Not as much as you did Megatron for keeping you hostage and trying to kill Predaking years prior, but it still wasn't a small hatred

🕊️ But, as time passed, you both grew to enjoy one another's company. You would fly by and talk about how you were on your last nerve with Darksteel and how you were so close to beating him to scrap-metal, much to the lighter-Predacon's amusement

🐉🐻🕊️ To sum it up; Predaking liked you because you grew together and were really close, Darksteel liked you because you could be kind-yet-deadly when provoked (entertaining), and Skylynx liked you because you shared some things in common yet were different enough to be fun around

🐉🐻🕊️ But, as you grew close with the trio, they began to notice how they treated you. Predaking would be around you the most, huddling up next to you in your alt-modes to recharge, Darksteel would play-fight and fly around with you, and Skylynx would spend more time talking and acting like best-friends with you

🐉🐻🕊️ Unfortunately for you that day, the three mechs all asked you observe their strengths and deem one the winner. You knew what they really wanted, they wanted you to watch them fight for dominance and pick one to bond with. That all leads you to now

🐉🐻🕊️ As they all put their full-potential into this fight, you heard an engine rumble behind you. You stood and saw that it was the Autobot you were closest to, Bulkhead, driving towards your form

"Bulkhead. It's nice to see you after a while." You said, a playful smirk coming on your face.

"Yeah, same to you, Y/N." He replied.

🐉🐻🕊️ Your smirk turned into a genuine smile as you sat back down, this time in your bipedal-mode and patted the spot next to you for him to sit down and speak

🐉🐻🕊️ Bulkhead sat down and looked as the three Predacons continued their fight, they tails, wings, or claws swinging left and right as they either dodged or got hit. He chuckled as you groaned in annoyance

"Now you know how Ultra Magnus felt whenever Jackie did something against his orders." He joked.

"I suppose."

🐉🐻🕊️ As you and Bulkhead spoke about the finalization on territories for the Autobots and Predacons, the mechs had finally narrowed themselves down to their final attacks. Darksteel and Skylynx attempted to hit Predaking, making him transform and pin them down with his large clawed-feet

"Well, I guess you have a winner now." Bulkhead announced, making you look up and down at the three mechs' final stance.

"I'm not surprised. He won against them last time, why would this time be any different?"

"Fair. Anyways, I should get going. Ultra Magnus said that he would bring by the territory-mapping for you guys to finalize in about a cycle, is that okay?"

"Yep. See you, Bulkhead!"

"See ya', Y/N!"

🐉🐻🕊️ You looked back at the guys and sighed, noticing how they were now beginning to wrestle on the ground, screaming about how they would win the spark of yours no matter what

🐉🐻🕊️ Rolling your optics, you transformed and began flying down to where they were before lifting your back legs, kicking Skylynx away, taking your claws and scratching Darksteel while punching him back before using your serpent-tail to grab Predaking and take him down to the floor before transforming once more

"Quit your bickering, you sound like a bunch of sparklings." You demanded.

🐉🐻🕊️ The three each groaned in pain as your tail swayed and and you walked away to where the remains of Team Prime were working, leaving the guys to heal themselves

"They like me best."

"They do not!"

"Yeah, they like me best, Skylynx!"

"Shut up, Darksteel!"

[headlessjest]

CROSSHAIRS HCS

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Jester note: I know I haven't posted on here since January, but I'm back and I'm still into Transformers. I specifically love that dumb green aussie robot. These HCs will go for silly stuff and to stuff I think he did back on Cybertron, etc. There's nothing too dark or serious, just some silly stuff.

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General HCs

・Crosshairs used to be a thief back on Cybertron before everything went bad there, but he's still learning not to grab stuff that he likes at first sight.

・He thinks money and all that is bogus, which explains a lot for his thieving times from Cybertron.

・Crosshairs CANNOT see glass. He is like a bird and always crashing into glass sometimes.

・Cat person. He may say at first he doesn't like cats, but as soon as he sits down, many, many stray cats will climb on him and he'll let them.

・He makes bad jokes and he knows it. Crosshairs will purposely make bad jokes 24/7.

・His relationship with the others are mixed. He's super chill with Optimus (sometimes), he's major friends with Drift, Hound and him tease eachother a lot, and Bumblebee and Crosshairs are like siblings that don't get along. They'll even do slap fights with eachother sometimes.

・He taps and twidles his digits a lot. He does it more than he realizes and when others comment about it, he'll act like he never does it.

・Crosshairs recharges on his front a lot and then complains in the morning that his pistons are sore

・He sometimes uses his trenchcoat part as a blanket. It doesn't work well, but at least he's content.

・To end this part off, Crosshairs is a mixed emotions guy. You normally can never tell if he's upset, happy, mad, etc. You just gotta guess and hope you're right half of the time.

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Platonic HCs

・You're lucky enough to even be given a chance by Crosshairs.

・Either you're human, a cybertronian, or any other species, you're lucky enough for him to even accept of being his friend.

・He'll be very closed at first even if you're friends. He still wouldn't trust you all that much because he had some betrayals in the past. The only one who he can call his best friend right now is Drift.

・Looks like you're just gonna have to let time pass.

・The biggest hint you'll get if he starts liking you more and is when he isn't always so turned away. He'll even try some short conversations but he absolutely hates small talk, so he sucks at it a bit.

・The smallest hint you'll get from Crosshairs if he starts liking you more is actually remembering your name.

・Finally, after some few more days (weeks), he's gotten better with being around you and not acting like a stranger around you for some reason.

・You asked him if he was ill because of his sudden change of mood with you.

・Y'all are pretty chill now finally.

・You two would sit in silence sometimes and just mind your own business. Best hours ever to be honest.

・Y'all will play fight constantly. He may even sometimes toss your ass/aft and then try to call it a day before you toss his aft, then calling it a day.

・He sometimes lets you touch his guns and plating, as it does look cool most of the time. Just don't be getting too touchy, he wouldn't like that.

・You one time had to drag him by the pedes over the ground (it was more harder for you to do that if you're a human/anything else that was more human sized).

・Either way, you two are great friends and it is sometimes hard to deal with Crosshairs, but you'll get used to it.

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Mutual pining HCS

・When he first attempted to try and at least speak his feelings, he immediately dipped and walked away from you as soon as he started talking.

・He went to get advice from Drift, Optimus, and even Hound (he can't trust Bee with this info of liking you). He got very mixed advice, but the advice always ended up with, "Just tell them."

・He isn't a worm, or a chicken, or a deer in headlights. He's Crosshairs, the best of the best, the successful stealer in the past... Who is deathly afraid of rejection.

・Finally, with some time, he decided to do the advice that the others gave to him in order of who told him what from first to last.

・First was Drifts advice of where he recommended to Crosshairs to give hints of his liking to you and slowly make it obvious over time. He did that but horribly.

・You were so confused of what Crosshairs was saying and immediately asked him if he was alright. Alright, Optimus' advice.

・Optimus told him to at least make his words sound serious around them. Increase vocab or whatever Optimus was saying. Oh, poetry is a increase in vocab, right?

・Crosshairs found some poetry from online that was relevent to romance, but he didn't really read it over first hand and accidentally read you a tragic romance poem without realizing it until you told him in the middle of it.

・Hounds advice now.

・Gift giving. That's what Hound told him to do. He doesn't really know what you could like, because he's horrified of getting you something you don't like or just very dislikes.

・He has to give you something you would love. It's been 2 months, he needs to at least try.

・Alright, he immediately failed on finding you a gift. He actually failed so hard. He doesn't even know how he failed, but he did.

・Guess that all runs down to what everyone told him to do. Just tell them...

・He found a time and a pretty good moment on finding you somewhere private to tell you. He made sure everyone was gone. And he meant everyone in the area. It just had to be you and him.

・Immediately as he started trying to tell you, he started stuttering and cursing at himself for messing up. His fans were kicking on, his digits were doing the tapping and twiddling, and he just couldn't say what he wanted to say.

・Just before he was gonna leave, you got him to stay, made him move forward/down to you, and you kissed him. You kissed him to make him stop talking and apologizing, but also because you love him. Adore him..

・He fainted a few seconds after you two broke the kiss. But at least you like him back and that's good enough.

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Romantic HCS

・At the beginning of the relationship and a few minutes after he woke up from himself fainting, he immediately just couldn't believe it. Someone actually cares for him, loves him, adores him!

・His fans were on through the entire rest of the day and he tried to play it off.

・The past week everyone immediately found out because of Crosshairs obvious change in emotion. It was a little out of character.

・Now, I've seen most say that he would be a pda character, but I think opposite. He would rather prefer y'all to do more private stuff. He doesn't want everyone to know that you two are together.

・The only times he'll allow it is when you two want to give a quick cheek/cheekplate kiss, a quick passing by hug, or just a quick, "I love you."

・Other than that, he doesn't do nor like a bunch of PDA. Keeping it private is all he wants.

・He does sometimes get a little steamy. And no not that type of steamy, like he actually starts to steam up a bit. Steam is coming out of him.

・Of course he gets pretty flustered by your flirts or common endearments for him. Never really had anyone be like that for him so he doesn't know how to handle it easy.

・If you're cybertronian and taller than him, he will sometimes lift a pede up like those romance movies during the kissing scene when you two kiss.

・If you're cybertronian but shorter, he'll still do it.

・Same if you're a earthling.

・Don't ask why he does the lifting pede up thing, he just does it.

・He loves to cuddle and watch you do your own thing. Like scrolling through the internet, reading something, drawing/doodling, writing something, anything. He just loves to sit by you, hold you, and watch you do stuff.

・If you don't know how to shoot a gun, he'll help you practice and help you how it works regarding what gun you're using.

・If you already know how to use a gun in any way shape or form, he will be very happy and challenge you to some aim and shoot stuff. He will also do it with you if you're still practicing, don't worry.

・He thought romance and love in general was sloppy and sludge awhile ago, but the more he was with you and the more he learned more about love, he grew to quite enjoy it.

・More specifically with you.

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Jester note: Ty for reading this! If y'all want some oneshots, HCs, fics, or even drawings please ask me and I'll try to get to you as soon as I can!!!

[itskindnessinfinite]

i'm very curious about ayrton senna had always known he would die on the 1st of may 1994 & bercy 1993 & alain in a coma, dreaming!!!

hi! i talked about both ayrton senna had always known he would die on the 1st of may and bercy 1993 here! but here’s another longer snipped of bercy 1993 (which isn’t really just about bercy…):

Going back to Brazil should’ve been a chance for Ayrton to relax, recharge, and it was to a certain degree. It probably would’ve been easier to do just that if the rage simmering just under his skin would go away but it never did. Trying not to think about it just made it harder to ignore. He did of course blame Prost for all of it. His timing couldn’t have been worse.

“Maybe you should talk to him?” his sister once prodded at him with her words as they sat outside in the sun and enjoyed the warm weather. It was just the two of them this time which was probably why she spoke up. Ayrton sometimes hated how well she knew him. She’d immediately noticed something was bothering him when he’d returned to his beloved country and after a week of her pestering him about it, he’d finally told her what was on his mind. He might not have been willing to express just how deep these feelings went, nor did he really want to explore that himself either, but he’d given her the gist of it. It had started to scare him a bit, what it could all mean. How deep these feelings actually went.

“Hmm?” Ayrton hummed in acknowledgment, still leaning back in the chair with his eyes closed. He had an idea of what she was trying to do but didn’t really want to entertain it. He didn’t want to think about anything right now. When Viviane didn’t answer, Ayrton sighed, opened his eyes and turned his gaze to his sister. She was looking at him with a knowing look in her eyes. A trickle of ice ran through his veins. It felt like she saw through every single feeling he’d felt since Portugal. He felt exposed, like she was reading him like an open book. The fact that he was only wearing a pair of short shorts wasn’t helping either.

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alain in a coma, dreaming comes from my love of angst and especially hurt/comfort! essentially alain crashes and ends up in a coma where he dreams about a normal, non-racing, life with ayrton. then we also have ayrton’s pov from the real world. haven’t written too much of this but it’s an idea i will have to flesh out a bit more if i want to write it properly. but we basically have alain living happily in dreamland and ayrton going through hell in real life :)

snippet:

Ayrton Senna had a race to win and nothing was about to get in his way. Although the backmarker that apparently refused to get off the racing line seemed very determined to try. Ayrton gritted his teeth as his hands gripped the steering wheel even tighter. Frustration was bubbling to the surface. Who knew how much time he was losing behind a much slower car. Ayrton sighed when he caught a flag waving in his periphery but it wasn’t the blue flag he’d expected, it was a red one. A second later Ron Dennis was talking to him through the radio.

“Red flag, Ayrton, there’s been an accident, please come into the pit lane.”

“Who?” Ayrton asked as he relaxed slightly in his seat and carefully slowed down, though his body was still tense. A cold sliver of worry flashed through his spine. There was silence on the other side of the radio for far too long.

“Tell me who,” Ayrton demanded, starting to grow properly agitated. Had it been Gerhard again? Ayrton shook his head. No need to spiral before he knew what was going on.

“Collision between Laffite and Prost,” was Ron’s eventual reply. Ayrton froze and had to shake himself out of it to make sure he didn’t drive straight on in the next corner. An accident that was bad enough to warrant a red flag and Alain was involved? His heart was beating hard in his chest as he turned into the pit lane.

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

hello! may i request tfp headcanons of the autobots of the yandere bot request that you did with the decepticons?

thank you in advance, and i love your writing and characterization!

-Optimus knew them back when he was still Orion Pax. They had been a fellow archivist and for a long time, he considered them his closest friend. What he didn't know at the time was that they were spreading vicious rumors to the bots around him to keep him isolated, that way he only really did have them. But then Orion met Megatronus and they started to grow apart, something the bot could not allow. They tried to separate the two, tried to turn them against each other, but neither of them fell for it.

Desperate, the bot tied to confront Orion, possessively claiming that he belonged to them and even turned violent when he tried to leave. He only barely managed to escape and ran straight to Megatronus, who had always suspected there was something off about the bot. Orion didn't know what exactly Megatronus did but one day he told him that the bot would not bother him again. He did not dare ask what that meant.

Seeing them on Earth, it made Optimus feel like he was back to being Pax. Small and weak. He tries to act cordial, hoping that maybe during their time apart that the bot have reflected on their actions and feel remorseful. However, when Optimus recognizes those possessive tendencies of theirs again, he immediately stops trusting them. He's not ashamed to tell his team of his shared story with the bot and feels relieved when they support him and promise to keep the bot away from him.

-Ratchet used to be quite different in his youth. There's a good reason he was called the Party Ambulance back then. He met a lot of people like that and one of them was... different, from the rest. He didn't really think much about it at first, when they showed up at all the parties he went on, but when he started to spotting them in his normal life, during working hours and on his free time, well, he got suspicious. And when they got closer, started to interfere directly with him and even follow him around, Ratchet finally realized that he had a stalker.

He hated it. The feeling of being watched, the paranoia. It made him feel unsafe, even in his own home. Deciding he had had enough, Ratchet gathered some evidence and went to acquire a restraining order on the bot, which he was granted. When the bot eventually ignored it, going so far as to break into his home when he was recharging, they were arrested and placed in prison. This finally made him feel safe again. Ratchet didn't really think much of them after that and years later, when the war started, he had all but forgotten about them. That was until one day, they showed up on Earth.

Immediately, all those memories he had worked so hard to suppress came flooding back and Ratchet immediately told Optimus and the rest of the team to not trust the bot. He didn't tell them exactly why, feeling almost ashamed of the fact that this had happened to him, but he did tell them that the bot was obsessive and dangerous. After the appearance of the bot, Ratchet is scared to leave base, terrified that he might run into them. He still remembers the evidence prosecution had showed in court, the plans that the bot had for him.

-Bumblebee had met them right before the war broke out, when tensions had been running high and he had been desperate for a sense of security, stability. This bot had temporarily provided that for him. They had been a couple for a short time and in the beginning, it had been great. They had been attentive, loyal, kind and thoughtful. But then they had gotten possessive. They got angry when Bumblebee didn't immediately respond to their messages or when he went out to be with friends. And then they started following him everywhere, started threatening his friends and tried to isolate him from everyone else. It was at this point that Bumblebee knew he had to break up.

The breakup had been messy. The bot hadn't accepted it and when Bumblebee had tried to leave, they had gotten aggressive. Violent. Threatening to harm him and anyone else that got close to him if he dared to leave them. Bumblebee had responded by punching them in the face and running away. He had been so scared that they would find him and make good on their threat but shortly thereafter, the war broke out and he didn't see them again. It made him feel like a bad person to admit it, but Bumblebee felt relieved, knowing that the bot had most likely died in the initial attacks.

That's why it had shocked him to see them on Earth. He refused to even get close, not to mention talk to them and would interrupt any of his teammates trying to interact with them. While Bumblebee would admit that he had known them back before the war and that they were a dangerous individual, he does not divulge the exact nature of their relationship. He feels ashamed, blaming himself for getting involved with someone like that.

-Bulkhead didn't know a lot about the bot, only that they were very dangerous and very, very obsessed with him. He didn't even know why they had chosen to stalk just him. Before the war, he hadn't been anyone important, just a laborer, another face in the crowd. That's why he had tried to be patient with them, assuming that their weird fascination with him would wear off soon enough and they would move on to someone more interesting. But the stalking continued and gradually, got worse. They stole his things, broke into his home, left disturbing gifts to prove their 'love'. It soon became apparent to Bulkhead that they would not move on anytime soon.

He had tried confronting them many times but it would never stick. The bot would withdraw for a couple of days and then they would be back, worse than ever. As a simple laborer, the enforcers hadn't listened when Bulkhead had tried to get help. At one point, he had actually stared to consider having to get violent to deal with it all. But then the war had happened and Bulkhead had immediately jumped at the opportunity to get away from his stalker. And when he had become a Wrecker, he completely escaped them.

Bulkhead really had thought they would have died at some point in the war so he was shocked when he saw them again on Earth. Shocked and angry. Compared to before the war, he was no longer a stranger to violence and did not feel any hesitation to clobber them. But he refrained, at least until he could explain the situation to Prime and his team. He knew they would understand but he felt it was important that they at least knew why.

-Arcee wasn't really sure when the bot had started stalking her, she only really realized it when they got bold enough to make themself known to her. They tried to insert themself into her life but their behavior had alerted her to the fact that something was wrong and so she had kept her distance. The bot hadn't liked this and had then revealed that they had been watching her for a while now and that they deserved to be part of her life. Of course, Arcee hadn't taken this well and told them to stay away from her. The bot didn't listen and instead turned more aggressive in their stalking, crueler in a way.

They would let her know that they were watching, that they were following her, just to make her feel paranoid all the time. They would leave notes with comments about what she had been doing all through the day and, most disturbingly, left photos of her when she thought she had been alone. However, this served as evidence which she gave to the enforcers who used it to lock the bot up. They had still been in prison when the war broke out, so Arcee had assumed that they had died in there, be it from starvation or in a bombing.

They made themself known again on Earth using the same methods they had used to stalk her, memos and photos. Arcee was furious that this bot had returned to torment her once more and immediately warned her team about them. She told them that it was shoot on sight, that this was a dangerous bot and if she met them, she would not hesitate to put them down. She refused to be made a victim again.

[or13m]

Waking Dream (fnaf) Chapter 003

Moon waited for your response, but you were on the verge of a panic attack. What WAS your name? And how in the seven hells had you FORGOTTEN it?! You stood—frozen in place—next to the playset, eyes glazed as you wracked your brain for the answer.

'I don't think they remember, Moonie,' Sun advised from within their head. Moon could only nod in agreement, not taking his eyes off you. His gaze slipped down to the mark encircling your neck. This was just proving his theory on what you were, but not on how you got here… 'We should give them a name!'

"What?" Moon spoke aloud, straightening up with wide eyes. "You want us to name them? They aren't a pet, Sun." He ignored the confused look you gave him. At least you had snapped out of whatever trance you had slipped into.

'I never said they were!' Sun denied with a huff. 'BUT they need a name! They look so sad that they lost theirs…'

The naptime attendant rolled his eye lights, returning his stare to you. You didn't seem sad, just confused by what was going on in front of you. It was a look that he was used to. Even some of the other animatronics would wear it occasionally. He supposed it would be strange to talk out loud to seemingly nobody. Although the others were aware of his and Sun's existence, they could get thrown for a loop whenever he started chuckling to himself out of nowhere or conversing with a wall…

"Then YOU tell them…" Moon grumbled, getting to his feet. The stranger had yet to leave their emotional support wall. They hadn't even noticed that their fingers were ghosting through the foam board. Their brain had yet to catch up to the fact that they weren't ALIVE anymore… Poor thing. He'd leave Sun to deal with that, too.

Moon turned the lights on with a flick of his wrist as soon as he reached the wall by the door. He was beyond his limit of socializing, anyway, so allowing his brother to have his turn seemed the best option while he recharged. He felt his AI sink back into their subconscious as Sun's moved forward, the body and face plates heating up to switch their color schemes around.

You watched in amazement as the two traded places in front of you. Blue and white made way for orange and yellow, Moon's nightcap pulling back into a compartment inside the face plate. Sun's rays popped out of the grooves in the sides, spinning gently as they revealed themselves. Moon's red eye lights faded to blue and protective covers slid in place, turning into Sun's familiar white. The light behind the lenses created "pupils" that "blinked" a few times before finally settling on you.

"Hello, new friend!" a friendly, bright voice greeted. It was the opposite of the deep, throaty one of Moon. "My name's 'Sun'. The one you met before was 'Moon'," he went on to introduce themselves, making you realize that Moon hadn't actually done that. You watched Sun as he took a step towards you. He wasn't waving around like he did in the game. In fact, he seemed rather…normal. He was hunkered down—trying to appear smaller—moving only his hand as he reached it out towards you, palm up.

'Careful, Sun,' Moon warned in a low tone. He knew that you could do nothing physical to them, but that didn't cancel out OTHER means for you to cause harm…

Well, hiding behind a piece of kids' play equipment sure wasn't getting you anywhere, so why not indulge the sun a little bit? You moved away from the jungle gym, placing your own hand in his when you realized something.

Not only could you not feel his touch, but your fingers also phased through his palm…

"It's alright, Friend," Sun attempted to keep you calm, speaking in soothing tones as he got to his knees so he could be eye level with you. "You're safe here. Moon and I will help you!"

You glanced up at his face, feeling…conflicted by his reassurances. On one hand, it was sweet of him to say that, but, on the other, it meant something that you were not ready to even think about…

"Oh! Oh! I know!" Sun suddenly exclaimed. "How about we give you a name?" You noticed he was trying to change the subject but said nothing. You'd much rather talk about something else anyway. "Hmmm…do you have a favorite food? Movie? Animal? Ooh! Do you like stars?!"

You were reeling from the rapid-fire questions, unable to squeeze a word in. Sun had sat down in front of you, you do the same much like you had earlier with his counterpart. He was bouncing in place, his excitement growing. The cuteness of it was about to make your heart burst. "Um…I don't know…" you admitted in a small voice. You couldn't think of anything. You knew the FNAF stuff, for some reason, but anything and everything else? It was floating just out of reach, on the edges of your mind.

"Hmmm. Do you mind if we give you one then?" Sun hummed in thought, stopping his swaying movements until you nodded. His rays fluttered at your agreement. "How 'bout 'Cocoa'? Is that okay?" he shot off that name so quickly that it left you wondering if he had it at the ready this whole time.

'Why 'Cocoa'?' Moon asked in his head just as you asked the same question out loud.

"Because," the daycare bot chirped, "it was Kiki's favorite snack to bring to the daycare!"

You stared at his grinning faceplate, still not understanding the significance. Moon, however, chuckled inside their shared mind space. Despite Sun adamantly denying that he had a favorite among the many children they used to watch over, he allowed Kiki to cling to his leg and follow him around like a little lost duckling every day.

"She was really sweet and quiet. You remind me a bit of her," Sun admitted, a tinge of embarrassment coloring his cheeks a dark orange. He glanced away before you got a good look at the fascinating display. How could an animatronic blush? And for what? You found yourself with more questions than answers but opted to not say anything. You were feeling quite…empty. A lot had happened in the past few hours.

"I—uh—I’d like that," you—newly-dubbed "Cocoa"—confessed. Had you been…corporeal…you suspected Sun would have hugged you in his excitement. Instead, he settled for giggling and spinning his rays fast. Before he could say anything back to you, the door to the daycare suddenly swung open.

"Laddie! I saw the light and—" a voice abruptly stopped midsentence as the owner's eyes caught on to what was happening.

The animatronic that had barged in could only be described as "Foxy"…just in better shape than he was in the "Five Nights" games. There was no mistaking that red-orange fur, black eye patch, and the bright yellow eyes. Definitely not Roxanne the Wolf.

"Oh! Uh, Foxy! What are you doing here?" Sun exclaimed, jumping to his feet too late to hide you from sight. Nerves had him shifting from foot to foot, his hands wringing together as he kept glancing from Foxy to you and back again. You, meanwhile, found yourself frozen in place, shocked at the sight of him. His getup differed from the Glamrock group—not as flashy and not styled with an 80's rock band in mind. He was still pirate-themed with a captain's hat with holes for his ears, a captain's coat, and brown breeches. His feet were bare, he had a hook for a hand, and he stood…surprisingly short—about as tall as you which made him shorter than Freddy, Sun, and Moon by a few feet.

You saw movement from Sunny out the corner of your eye. Without taking your eyes off Foxy, you watched as the yellow animatronic stuck a hand into his pocket. Your ears picked up a click and the lights suddenly vanished. Foxy yelped when the change occurred, not expecting the abrupt darkness. However, the confusion didn't last long before Moon's pinprick red eye lights streaked through the darkened daycare…

…straight at Foxy…

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Doomsday.

The last thing roxy remember before blacking out and system shutting down was win she found cassie after the elevator crash and stay by her friend side.

But win she came back online. She woken up in a room sitting on a table completely and fully restored. And upgraded in areas to. She was back to normal but cover in a thick layer of dust.

As she scans the room she noticed a tv and a vhs tape label.

* VHS tape * Very important roxy wolf.

Roxy would eventually put the vhs tape in the tv and hit play and then she see cassie father. And a bunch of scientists. engineers. And doctors.

Cassie father.

Roxy. I truly thank you for staying next to cassie side to the very end..

With that out of the way. After we recovered you and cassie both. The world ended... a nuclear war had started ended all most all life.. but the ones who made it to the bunker that fazbare had built nearby..

We were lucky enough to get you cassie and a lot of the team there. That were you at for the scound..

And ... your problem and most likely going to wonder what happened to cassie..

She was turn into a animatronics to save her life... she in the room next to yours.. she been asleep for a long time roxy..

Promise me yall take care of her old friend..

The radiation on the surface is to dangerous for anyone to survive.. to save cassie life we turn her into a animatronics.. so the radiation and element wouldn't effect her or you both... let say win we upgraded and rebuilt you.. we did... you have a lot of the state of the art system..

Even a radiator system that scans miles around for any threat so you can advoid them...

You and cassie are both power by a miniture fusion core witch means you no longer need a charging station. (( like fallout 4 fusion core ))

VHS tape ends..

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As roxy system updates.. she releases she been offline for 5 years at this point.. but she would go into the room next to hers

There sitting on a table is a smaller animatronics. (( like is Roxy had a little sister animatronic ))

Fur color brown

And sporting a roxy raceway racing's gear.. just a racing suit basically.

Next to them is a back pack full of supply's.

As soon as roxy says cassie. That win the cassie would of power on and woken up. Roxy quickly going into big sister mode trying to comfort cassie and preventing a panic attack that was unstoppable.

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Several hours later. Roxy and cassie both had finally made it to the surface.. to see... a city left in a shatter mess. But mother nature is slowly reclaiming.

Not a human left in sight and not a threat in miles And look the pizza is a few blocks from here.. as Roxy was thinking to herself.

Idk maybe it just a lame au but it a orginal.

Well it's not a lame au that's for sure this sounds real interesting!

Where did the tech team go though? If they fixed Roxy and Cassie up, where are they now? Where did the doctors go? Is it like a mystery and they've left to go and find out where they went and what happened to them? What kind of supplies would Roxy and Cassie even need if they're both animatronics and don't need to recharge?

Ohhh if the pizzeria isn't that far, could they go back and get everyone else? Would they turn it into a mega-shelter of sorts, using their immunity to the radiation to their advantage by not having to really worry about it when they're out and about? If Cassie can still eat, would one of their goals be to figure out how to detox the ground of radiation so they can grow food?

I mean, if they're immune to the radiation, then they're going to be at a huge advantage to everyone else. Where a living being wouldn't be able to do something, they would after all. But then again, if they spend enough time searching for other people and find no one, would the wasteland just become animatronic land? There's no one to stop them from just fucking off and finding out, right?

Everyone in the bunkers struggling to get by, resources thin and tensions high, while the local Fazbear animatronics have decided to start a war with irradiated pool noodles and learn that lift from Dirty Dancing. Why even stay in the Plex? They've taken over the nearest garden centre and the park next door for their new base and have decided to start building a card castle but with cars instead of cards.

The animatronics are free and they're exploring the world in all it's silent beauty for the very first time...

To be fair, there's probably skeletons fucking everywhere which would more than likely upset them, but that also means they're never short on mysteries to solve. Who is this person? What's their name? Who were their family and friends? Where would they like to be put to rest? Plenty of stuff to do there I'd say!

They can go anywhere and do anything they want now too, so what's stopping them from going to every Fazbear location and picking up as many friends as possible? What's to say that seeing a human in the wasteland hasn't turned into the equivalent of seeing a unicorn and animatronics are just everywhere?

There's a lot you can do here!

May I suggest a DVD or a regular tape in a tape recorder though, maybe even an old phone or a DSi or something? I'm not sure Roxy or Cassie would know what a VHS tape is lmao

[our-time-is-now]

October 15, 2019: How was it with Patrick? How’s your grandmother doing?

(previous play)

You can find more information about the authors, translators, content warning and additional information about the plays in the pinned post on our blog.

Tuesday, 8:17 pm:

David: ~has met up with Patrick after uni and they went to eat and drink something~ ~they really had a nice conversation and eventually he noticed that he really felt like there never had been a break in contact between them~ ~never would have thought that they would find back to a normal and usual relationship with each other that quickly~ ~of course they also talked about the time in which they had no contact with each other and he told him a lot about his new group of friends and his two holidays~ ~eventually he gets on his way back to the flatshare, after all - not because he doesn’t want to be there anymore, but because he’s been awake since 6:30 am, had a long day at uni and because he can feel that he’s pretty spent - and also because he misses Matteo, who he hasn’t seen since 7:30 this morning and who he hasn’t really talked to all day, because Matteo was still half asleep when he had to leave the house~ ~so he cycles back to Moabit and hurries up the steps to the flatshare~ ~unlocks the apartment door and first sees that everything’s quiet in the kitchen and the living room, therefore takes off his shoes and jacket in the hallway and immediately goes to Matteo’s and his room~ ~sees Matteo on the bed half sitting half lying against the wall at the headboard and has to smile automatically~ Hey… ~finds it incredible that his heart still does a little jump when they haven’t seen each other for a while~ ~throws his backpack in a corner while he closes the door and joins Matteo on the bed~ ~kisses him briefly but tenderly and then immediately puts his head down on his shoulder and wraps his arm around him~ ~buries his face in the crook of Matteo’s neck and takes a deep breath~ ~murmurs quietly~ I have to recharge my batteries…

Matteo: ~arrived back home at a quarter to 7 as always~ ~knew that David wasn’t there but still found it stupid to arrive to an empty flatshare~ ~didn’t feel like cooking and only made himself a sandwich~ ~retreated to his bed with the sandwich and his phone and called his grandmother~ ~has talked to her for a little longer than usual and managed to waste some time doing so~ ~then tried a new game on his phone and waited for David this way~ ~then finally hears the apartment door and can immediately feel this anticipatory tingling when he recognizes his steps~ ~smiles immediately when he comes in~ Hey, na? ~immediately holds his arms out for him~ ~wraps one arm around him straight away when he joins him on the bed~ ~kisses him back and grumbles slightly when the kiss is too short for his tastes~ ~squeezes him a little closer when he hears his words~ Me too…. ~presses a kiss to his head~ How was it with Patrick?

David: ~thinks once again that it really feels like home when he’s back with Matteo when Matteo squeezes close~ ~can feel himself relax and feels content immediately~ ~grumbles quietly at Matteo’s question and murmurs into the crook of his neck~ Nice… ~but then thinks that Matteo wants a little more detail, presses a tender kiss to the skin on his neck and then emerges again~ ~puts his head down comfortably on his shoulder and tells him~ We were in this pub in Charlottenburg… it was quite cozy… and somehow… no idea… it was almost like it used to be. When I think about it then it really is a little scary how quickly we got back to that point considering how long we didn’t have any contact… but somehow it’s also really nice… so familiar somehow… ~slightly shrugs one shoulder and searches for Matteo’s hand to entwine their fingers~

Matteo: ~grumbles contentedly when he kisses him again~ ~but then slowly turns his head a little so that he can look at him~ ~nods slightly when he talks and then smiles~ But that’s nice… that only shows that the connection is still there… that’s great. I’m happy for you. ~squeezes his hand and then presses another kiss to his cheek~ And Patrick really is pretty cool, very easygoing, I can see very well why he was your best friend…

David: ~moves a tiny bit away from him when he realizes that Matteo wants to look at him, and returns his look~ ~also smiles slightly at Matteo’s words and nods~ Yes, that’s really great… ~laughs quietly~ But somehow also weird and creepy… ~shrugs one shoulder again~ Well, but I shouldn’t complain and instead be happy, that’s true… ~then smiles again at Matteo’s next word and nods~ I think to some extent, it’ll stay that way… well, also if now there’s Alex and the rest of the guys… but I’ve just known Patrick for forever… that’s somehow different… ~slightly squeezes Matteo’s hand and adds~ By the way, he told me to say hi… and to ask you if you wanted to test some game that’s supposed to be released next year… I forgot what it’s called… maybe you could just text him over the next few days…

Matteo: ~also laughs slightly~ Yes, that’s true… you weren’t really expecting it anymore… ~smiles slightly~ But therefore it’s even better that you dared to do it and that it was worth it so much. ~then looks surprised when he says that to some extent, Patrick will stay his best friend~ ~somehow wasn’t expecting it~ ~has a weird mix of feelings that he can’t really sort properly~ Oh really? I wouldn’t have thought so… but yes, of course, you’ve known each other the longest… ~then tries to define again why it feels so weird for him~ ~but then gets interrupted when he hears David’s next words~ Really? How cool! Which one? Man, Schreibner, why can’t you remember? ~briefly has the urge to reach for his phone, but would have to let go of David to do so, and doesn’t want that, either~ I’ll text him later…

David: ~briefly frowns when he realizes that Matteo is really surprised at his words, and tries to explain~ Well, it’s somehow… not better or worse than Alex but just different… you can have several best friends, can’t you!? I mean… you’re my best friend, as well… in addition to being my boyfriend… although you count very differently… and with Patrick it’s just a feeling from the past where I don’t yet know if it’ll stay like that in the future… but right now it feels like it… and Alex… well, I think that it’ll stay the way it is between us… but it doesn’t really matter anyway how you define it, right? ~then has to laugh when he sees Matteo’s reaction to the computer game~ Yeah sorry! Next time I’ll immediately text you about such fundamental life-changing things to inform you properly… although, you don’t really have time at the moment to play anyways… for the next few nights and weekends we’ll be busy with searching for an apartment… ~looks at him curiously~ Speaking of: How’s your grandmother? Did you tell her?

Matteo: ~laughs slightly when David explains and justifies himself~ Yes of course you can have several best friends. It wasn’t meant as an attack or anything… I was just surprised. And by the way, you’re also my best /friend/ and my best /boyfriend/. ~grins slightly~ ~was just about to kiss him when he hears him make fun~ Pfff, /when/ I test it, then YOU are not allowed to play if you only make fun of me. ~but then nods when he says that they don’t have time~ Yes, true, by the way, during lunch I called this one apartment that you sent me, but they didn’t answer the phone whenever I tried… ~but then grins when he asks about his grandmother~ She’s doing great, I’m supposed to say hi to you and yes, I told her. She laughed very hard and asked if I’m doing it to prove something to her. I also laughed and said that I actually make some decisions without thinking about her… she was briefly affronted, but then she was too curious, after all. She was a little disappointed that I couldn’t tell her much more… but then I’ll hopefully be able to tell her more next week or the week after that.

David: ~smiles when Matteo admits that he’s also his best friend and squeezes his hand slightly~ ~can’t really define thins thing with Patrick and Alex himself, but then thinks that maybe he doesn’t even have to~ ~then has to laugh when Matteo says that he isn’t allowed to play~ Hopefully I’ll live… ~tenderly brushes the hair off his forehead and gets a little more serious again~ No… I’m happy if you have fun with such stuff… ~hears his words about the apartment and sighs quietly~ Okay, thanks… then I’ll try there again tomorrow… ~listens when he talks about his grandmother and smiles at first~ ~but then has to laugh quietly, after all~ That would be something… if we only did it to prove something to her… definitely tell her hi back from me next Tuesday. I really hope that you can tell her more by then… ~lets go of his hand and instead wraps his arm around him again and scoots closer~ ~murmurs a little sluggishly~ Maybe I’ll also be there next Tuesday and can listen along a little… since I understand more, it's a lot more exciting to listen to you guys… ~grins slightly~

Matteo: ~pffs slightly when he says that he’ll live~ You don’t even appreciate it… ~but then laughs slightly, after all~ ~nods when he tells him to say hi back~ I’ll tell her… ~then also wraps an arm around him again and scoots down a little~ Oh yes, she also asked about that and I proudly told her that you’re very busy with learning Italian and that you already learned quite a lot. She was really happy about that… ~grins~ Maybe next year you can already have a conversation with her.

David: ~grins broadly~ Of course I appreciate it! But I also know that you would let me play if I wouldn’t survive it… ~kisses him and shuts him up this way to finally put a stop to that topic~ ~then smiles when Matteo tells him that his grandmother asked about him and smiles even more when Matteo tells him what he told her so proudly~ ~then laughs quietly~ Well… /a lot/… I somehow get ahead… probably I’d really have to speak it more instead of only reading and studying it… but I don’t know if your grandmother would be the right conversational partner… ~grins~ I mean… considering how fast and much she talks… I surely wouldn’t be able to keep up…

Matteo: ~grins when he gets a kiss and when that obviously ends the topic~ Yeees, you have learnt a lot! ~then laughs~ No, I wouldn’t pick my grandmother as a practice subject, either… maybe better Mama or me… and sometimes you already text me in Italian… ~shrugs one shoulder~ But if you want to, then we can only talk in Italian from now on. ~grins a little, because he does consider this a little awkward, after all~

David: ~laughs~ You have to say that because you’re my boyfriend and so that I’ll stay motivated… ~presses a kiss to his throat because he can’t reach any other spot right now and because he’s too lazy to stretch~ ~murmurs~ Still thanks… ~hummms~ Yes, but texting isn’t the same… I have enough time to think about it… and to look stuff up if I don’t know something… ~then smiles at his suggestion~ ~thinks that this would probably really be a good exercise - at least sometimes every once in a while~ ~but then stretches a little and says~ Meglio domani. Sono troppo stanco oggi… ~cuddles back into Matteo after his stretch~ I think that this would really be of benefit… you’d probably learn everyday words more easily… or idioms… stuff that Duolingo doesn’t teach you…

Matteo: ~laughs~ I don’t /have/ to do anything… ~also humms~ Yes, okay, that’s true… ~then grins when he really speaks Italian~ Ma per essere stanchi, è stato molto bello. ~also wraps his other arm around David when he cuddles close again~ Yes, we could really do that sometime… so just start and then I’ll join in… ~then looks down to him~ Did you eat anything with Patrick?

David: ~smiles when Matteo praises him and murmurs quietly and a little embarrassed~ Grazie… ~then also humms in agreement~ I will… tomorrow or sometime… ~then humms again~ Yes… fries and Currywurst… was quite good… ~tenderly strokes over Matteo’s stomach and then looks up at him~ And you?

Matteo: ~grins slightly~ Prego. ~humms when he mentions fries and Currywurst~ Yeah, I made myself a sandwich… didn’t feel like cooking… ~puts his head down on David’s~ And now? We could put on Friends to chill out? Or do you still have to do work for uni?

David: ~nods when Matteo mentions a sandwich and murmurs sluggishly~ Tomorrow, we’ll cook again properly… ~humms at his words about Friends and then groans quietly and a little agonized~ I still have to read a text… but I can also do that while Friends is on… ~but still doesn’t move for quite a while and instead enjoys being close to Matteo~ ~eventually they start kissing, but then he pulls himself together, after all, when they are finished to get his laptop to put on Friends and his backpack for the uni stuff~ ~luckily, is finished with the text quickly and can then enjoy the rest of the evening together with Matteo~

(next play)

[bigbadwolfy]

So I had a weird ass dream that kinda gives me an idea for a FNaF AU

It started with me and my family going to a really big restaurant. It WASNT the pizzaplex, but it was right beside it, which looked like a strip mall btw, and we go inside, we have a great time and it’s packed n stuff, but then we leave to go to the pizzaplex for the arcade cuz I guess we didn’t like the food at fazbear’s. Theres this guy outside who stops us and is like “Bro wtf were you guys doing in there it’s been abandoned for years” and my mom was like “Wtf no there was just a shit ton of people in there” and I look back at it and there’s this little girl staring into the window of the restaurant and she turns to me with this CREEPY ASS MOTHER FUCKIN SMILE THAT CHILLED ME TO MY CORE. I turned around like “oh actually fuck that 😃” and the guy was G O N E and my mom and dad were leading us to the pizzaplex. I’m like, “BRO DID YOU NOT JUST SEE THAT CREEPY ASS CHILD BY THAT RESTAURANT WE JUST WENT TO?” and they’re Like “bitch we ain’t gone to no restaurant yet now get ur ass in that Freddy Fazbear restaurant y’all begged us to take you to” (they literally talked like this in the dream, it was very unusual)

And the thing is, THIS NEVER GETS BROUGHT UP AGAIN BECAUSE I SUDDENLY CHANGE FROM A RANDOM BYSTANDER TO A FULL GROWN ADULT EMPLOYEE OF FREDDY FAZBEAR’S PIZZA

Anyway so my job isn’t like, the manager or something (even though I WAS THE ONLY FUCKING PERSON THERE DOING ALL THE WORK THAT THE ROBOTS WEREN’T) but I was like a technician or something. My job that day was to give maintenance checks on the animatronics. (Side Note, their main function was that they could be piloted like Freddy in the game (which is SUPER destructive DON’T GIVE KIDS MECHS PLEASE), but in the actual game Freddy states it’s for birthday cakes and oversized piñatas??? What???) so I get through all the animatronics pretty easily, until the daycare attendant. (Another side note, this is the middle of the day and the pizzaplex has a completely different layout and the animatronics look way different and so Are the charging stations) I get there and Sun tries to ATTACK ME so I turn off the lights and Moon is like TERRIFIED of sun and reveals he has a virus. Fun. So I do the check but suddenly Monty comes in for a ✨CHASE SCENE✨ (ANOTHER side note, this particular part was a reoccurring dream I’ve had) Monty chases us through the halls and we die and respawn a few times (WHAT??? THIS WAS LIKE A VIVID REALISTIC DREAM??? WAS NOT A VIDEO GAME???) but finally we end up hiding in a recharge station (which are like little spaceship pods n It’s really cute looking! :3) and when we get out, IM BACK IN THE FUCKING JR HIGHSCHOOL???? HOW?! AND LIKE, I GO THROUGH A NORMAL SCHOOL DAY PILOTING MOON??? AND NO ONE QUESTIONS IT??? Anyway, I’m waiting for the bus when I realize that ✨OH SHIT✨ I’m still ✨ON THE FUCKING CLOCK✨ and run back to the pizzaplex. Then it starts to rain so we’re like “✨OH SHIT✨” again and run inside at light speed. As soon as I step inside FUCKING VANESSA starts yelling at me and saying I don’t work there WHEN I CLEARLY FUCKING DID. Moon defends me but I can’t finish the dream because my dog’s whining woke me up. What the actual fuck was this dream 🫠

(Also my dog was fine, she just wanted to go outside)

[disjenyamembra]

long jenyapost

tldr: birthday went great, arguably the best one ive ever had

yesterday was actually insane. things went my way to an unbelievable extent

first of all, beautiful sunny day. building a faux lego set in the morning while listening to music from mario galaxy felt so good. got a solid chunk of change from my estranged relatives. went out to have breakfast. just a great start to a day. also saw like 6 magpies in the same area just chirping around right next to my house. i dont know how to express how much this stuff doesnt normally happen but it felt like they were wishing me happy birthday ! and of course all my human friends sent me their lovely well wishes too and everyone was very sweet. last year i felt like i hardly knew anyone, what a difference a year makes :)

went to a clothes swap afterwards, got a few cool things, but got somewhat socially drained and had to recharge for a bit. walked around with my friends around town, had some cocoa and got cozy. after that it was off to the concert. followed the local coastline and the sea was so beautiful that evening. it was already dark so you almost couldn't see the difference between the water and the sky. the waves were foaming tall and loud. i had the biggest urge to get in so i just stared at it as we were getting to the gig. it was so quiet that you could only hear the sea and sometimes when we'd walk next to parked sailboats all their hanging bits sounded like wind chimes.

we got to the gig venue super early because the organizers introduced a new punch card system and since we were regulars getting a freebie every once in a while seemed great. so we stand there in the que, waiting for the cards and tickets and see one of the singers. okay, this is normal, shes also the org, we see her all the time. then she looks at us and says hi. ok, still normal ish, happened a few times already. and then

"Congratulations, you won the giveaway for a free tattoo, happy birthday!"

i entered like a month ago and one of the entry criteria was to leave a comment about which band you were going to see and i was just like "all of them because its like exactly on my birthday, what are the chances". i did kind of say it because a) funny and b) "haha what if the decide to be a bit cheeky and rig it". so i was joking the whole day about how everything today is turning out my way and how im the worlds favorite and wouldnt it be sooooo funny if i also won the giveaway. and then it happened and it just felt like a copypasta in real life. i straight up squealed on the spot.

the gig itself was great. my friend got some merch, we had a few drinks. there were some acts ive never seen there before, one just moved here a month ago so i really wanted to show her a warm welcome and just vibed so hard to the music. i was the first one dancing and it was so so fun. when the crowd decided to finally wake up and get moving we moshed to a not at all moshable song and it felt so childish in the best way possible. one of the performances felt straight up hypnotic and we were all just in it together. one of my favorite things about going to concerts is that occasional feeling of downright religious unity with the crowd. like you are all this one thing on the floor at the whims of the music. its like magic every single time it happens. we were screaming their name it was sooooo good!!! and then they announced the headliner and everyone just lost it. we were singing along and just completely swept up in the moment.

i saw the frontwoman play in another band before and it was my favorite thing about this particular event back then. her songs were painful and at the time i was going through it so i connected with them instantly from the first time i went. ever since then i attended partially to sweat and scream out this pain. it helped me a lot but i cant deny in hindsight how heavy the experience was for me. so when she played those same old songs but with new people new sound and new meaning to it i felt healed. i danced and sung for its own sake. i felt like it was finally, definitively over, and i could leave that chapter of my life and all its sorrows behind me. her growth and mine happened to coincide in such a wonderful way. it felt like i was seeing a start of something greater then myself, someone who would go on to play stadiums.

and then the final band came on and i moshed so hard i felt like i was going to collapse at the end of it. as we went home she wished me happy birthday one last time and thanked us for coming. she briefly introduced me to my future tattoo artist and then on we went, out to the street and the sea.

i felt so happy just to be alive

[the-iron-shoulder]

FRIDAY PART 2

ohhhhh man this night was incredible

so I knew she was going to be good, she’s a phenomenal performer, but omg. Lacey Johnson. Lacey fucking Johnson! She’s an absolute BEAST

if you’ve never heard of her and you have ANY interest in VGM, for the love of god, go look her up, I’m completely obsessed. She is inhumanly good on the keytar AND she sings—she has incredible stage presence, absolutely knows how to grab the audience’s attention and not let go

she started with some Metroid pieces while in Zero Suit costume, which was sick, and then she disappeared off stage to change into her normal performing attire. While she was changing, the screen was basically going through the start-up-and-select-a-song process for DDR X, and it was teasing us with looking like it was going to pick this song or that song, and then it went to fucken BUTTERFLY and the crowd just exploded. She gave a great vocal performance while just shredding the keytar, incredible stuff

I’m trying to even remember what else she played… some Guilty Gear, some Persona, some really excellent Castlevania (Young Nobleman of Sadness! Which I will maintain is a better name than The Tragic Prince), the Chocobo theme

my favorite moment from her set was when she just said “gamers, please rise for the national anthem” and then launched into ESCAPE FROM THE CITY, I just absolutely lost my shit, such a fabulous bit (and such a good song)

her finale was also Megalovania but she did a fake-out with making it look like it was going to be some Guitar Hero thing before cutting into the real thing, so much fun

I think Lacey was the best performance we saw, and that’s including the one right after her, which was ToxicxEternity and FamilyJules performing THE SHREDVENTURE

I saw the original Shredventure in 2021 and this was almost exactly the same, just with a couple songs cut for time (totally expected and reasonable). Spoilers, I guess?

So the conceit, the story I suppose, is that there’s a wizard who says that VIDEO GAMES is in trouble (he always says it like that, VIDEO GAMES) and that Jack and Jules need to solve these riddles to play the right music to recharge these crystals. The riddles often have multiple plausible answers and so they’ll usually play the “wrong” song first before playing the “right” one, but the wizard would bully them and call them nerds when they got it wrong and it was very goofy and funny

eventually of course the wizard turns out to be evil and they have to explode his dick by overcharging the last crystal (via Jack’s death metal lyrics)

fabulous set list: Tal Tal Heights, Aquatic Ambience, Super Mario World Castle, Gourmet Race, Lavender Town, Green Hill Zone, Green Soil Brinstar, Bloody Tears, Otherworld, and always Megalovania as the finale

Jack and Jules are individually two of my very favorite musicians, and so of course I was happy to take a trip to go see them perform together when they put the first Shredventure together a few years ago, just like now

they also teased us with the prospect of “Shredventure 2 Battle,” and okay, A, excellent joke, and B, omgomgomgomg please yessssss

my bf and I wanted to stick around for Bit Brigade but we are old men and we needed to go back to the nest to sleep, sorry Bit Brigade, maybe in a future year

Home from MAGFest!

Gonna ramble for a while about MAGFest 2024, which was this past weekend! Feel free to mute the tag #MAGFest2024 if you don’t wanna see it.

I’m gonna go stream of consciousness so it probably won’t be too organized and I’m sure I’ll get some of the details wrong, so if you were there too and you’re like “hey, X didn’t play that song, Y did,” well, my bad

Anyway! Brought my bf along, and I’m wild about VGM and he knows nothing about it, but he wanted to come because he wanted to see me being excited and passionate about something and he’s just a real sweetie that way, is it any wonder why I love him? Before we went, I made sure that he at least knew what Megalovania sounds like, since it’s replaced One Winged Angel as the de facto “if you don’t have a specific theme this conflicts with, there’s a good chance you’re gonna end your set with this” song (and I’m here for it, I fucking love Megalovania, I don’t care if people think it’s overplayed, it’s super dope). We heard it 3.5 times over the weekend (one time was when Don Palombi’s Game Night played sans. but they mixed in some MV, so that’s the 0.5).

And yes, we did refer to our hotel room as the MAGFest Fag Nest 🏳️‍🌈

[aaaaafro]

Sis - ITZY Chaeryeong & Soloist Chaeyeon x M! Reader. (+18)

tw: drunk seggs? misdirection, of course sistas (but you already know that), not proofread coz I'm lazy and stuff.

"Ah–fuck." You told yourself as you almost tripped on your doorstep.

"I'm home." You announce or... At least in your alcohol-drowned mind that's what you said.

Entering your dimly lit house and somehow noticing a pair of shoes left in the entrance you suspected that your girlfriend is already home and resting. Oh boy your jealousy of sleeping soundly, unlike your deal with your headache and alcohol stank, as you methodically dodging all of the furniture.

Thankful for your memory as you've successfully passed all of the obstacles till you've made your way to your bedroom which the door was strangely ajar.

You shrugged thinking that it's your girlfriend's fault, after all leaving a door not closed entirely is normal due to fatigue having to practice, record and perform songs for their fan.

I mean after all we're talking about the arguably best dancer of the 4th gen K-pop. ITZY's very own Lee Chaeryeong.

Yup, HER. You honestly have no goddamn clue on how you bagged such a girl but it was those random ass situation that you ran into her and just shoot your shot. Like when they say when life gives you and opportunity fucking grab it by the neck.

You then reached for your phone as you enter the bedroom to try and see what unacceptable time you've arrived home after an office party, only to notice that there was actually a message from your girl.

With your eyes barely perceiving anything you only catch a tad of what the fuck was on the screen. 'Something about her sister and a thing about special?' You couldn't wrap your head around it but it's something a sober you would pay attention to, then again you're not sober right now.

Finally giving up you place your phone on the nightstand and collapse on the bed. It was then that you finally see your girl's silhouette through the dark room.

Normally you'd pounce her and rain down on her with some love but tonight is different as your body is barely able to move without causing a jolting pain behind your head, you cursed your workmates and the alcohol for robbing you off of your quality time with your girl.

She shifted seemingly a tad bit awaken by the sudden addition of weight on your bed. She turned towards you and oh lord despite the darkness that floods your bedroom with the pathetic effort of the moonlight to illuminate her face and the ridiculous amounts of booze basically impairing your vision you wouldn't fail to be amaze by your girl's vision. It's truly one of a kind, well–two since she and her sister are almost identical.

Anyways, you smiled at the sight as you see her blurry face, uh her cute lil'eyes those soft lips, her messy hair creating a pseudo bangs like her older sis.

"Y/N?" Her raspy voice reached your eardrums and what a contrast from the overly strained voice from your coworkers singing or you think that's what they were doing, any how.

"Yes baby." You replied pulling her slim figure closer, hoping to get a bit of recharge of your energy.

"Are you drunk?"

"Mhmmm." You replied snuggling her tighter as she giggled before returning the embrace.

After a few minutes of cuddling she lifted her head from your chest.

"You smell like beer." Again with her raspy voice.

"Oh shit, sorry." With your best effort you sat up and removed your shirt.

You hear a gasp from Chae. After finally discarding your shirt somewhere in the room you went back and recaptured her in your arms.

"You're so warm." She whispered. You actually managed to notice a different register on her voice but suspecting it's due to her dry throat you opted to help her by...

"Am I?." You heard a small yelp as you capture her lips with yours.

This isn't like the first time she's like this, Chaeryeong is actually quite shy and timid about this kind of stuff that's why that reaction of it's like the first time the two of you are making out.

Gaining your second light despite the constant stinging of your head you decide to go for it. Pulling her in even more as your lips collide in an explosive manner.

Perhaps it was the lack of your proper consciousness, or even the alcohol but her lips felt different a tad bit more fresh as if your brain is telling you to familiarise yourself with it, in any case it is still exhilarating.

You can hear her soft moans into the kiss and a tug on your collar encourages you to double your efforts in making your partner feel love.

It was then she actually pushed you down and got on top of you that you were able to notice the lack of oxygen you two had. As if you two ran a marathon the way both of you heaved to try and catch your breath.

With her frame on top of you, you couldn't help but thank all the gods above with the luck you're blessed with having an opportunity to make love with such a goddess.

"Uugghh." Nope that wasn't a moan, it was rather a bit more of a groan as your head stings when you tried to get a better look at her by widening your eyes.

"You okay?" Not wanting this to end you just nodded despite the drilling pain on your head.

Right after hearing your answer she started grinding her lower body onto you. Your manhood slowly grows as her grinding grows more aggressively as well.

After a few more gyration from her hips you feel your body's heat rise extensively though it seems like you're not the only one to which your girl removes her shirt and my god your head almost rolled.

Obviously it's not your first time seeing her like this but she's a little–... different? You don't honestly know but then again you're drunk as fuck so why not.

Of course you'd want to vice grip her orbs as tight as you can but she was took fast, as her hands took yours and from her slim his she guided them towards her chest.

And who are you to not give her a few squeezes that earned you a long moan– it's straight up orchestra as her vocals reached your eardrums.

"Mhmmm~." She continued grinding on your pelvis and you of course getting a handful of her breasts.

Seemingly frustrated with the insufficient pleasure she decided to stop before snaking down, her thighs rubbing along yours as she levels her head to your pelvis.

Her fingers slipping into the hem of your boxers you found yourself in trance as her eyes were laser focused on yours even then you found yourself confused once more with the unfamiliarity of the situation.

With all of that said who are you not you enjoy the moment, right? As she starts pulling your boxers down and just as your manhood was about to spring out.

You saw a shadow coming from the doorway of your bedroom. A flick of the light switch caused your brain to overdrive.

After all you're currently seeing two Chaeryeongs...

Ah fuck!–you quickly readjust your eyes as you look at the one on the doorway. Yup that's your Chaery, you then shifted your eyes towards the one on your lower half.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" You didn't even get a second to think as you heard Chaeryeong angrily stomping towards your bed.

"I–... This is not w-what it l-looks like." You pleaded begging for your brain to try and understand what's happening.

You manage to sat up despite the ringing in your head and the added weight on your legs. Meanwhile Chaeryeong is finally at the bedside.

"W-wait, l-let me explain... Just g-give me...–a... Chaeyeon?" Finally sobering up you scratched your eyes a couple of times.

"Hi." Chaeyeon cutely waving her hand.

"C-chaery I–." Your eyes darted back and forth from your lower half to your girlfriend.

As you tried to come up with an explanation your girl's face of disbelief slowly transforming into anger. In the middle of thinking you've realized how ridiculous it is specially knowing that you'd easily be confused with the two of them specially when drunk out of your mind.

"So?!" Chaeryeong cuts off your train of thought demanding an explanation, how ever she wasn't expecting it from you.

"What's the meaning of this unnie?" You look as dumb as you feel expecting to hear an earful from your girlfriend but something doesn't feel right.

"What? You're the one who went out." Chaeyeon answered unfazed.

"I told you to wait for me." Chaeryeong visibly frustrated.

"W-wait? Eh?" You sat there dumbfounded with the sight of Kpop's ChaeSis.

"I–..."

"I don't understand." Was all you could say before noticing the grin from the sisters as they looked at one another.

"Didn't you see the message I sent?" There's your mistake. Ignoring her message. You tried to reach for your phone only to have your hand swatted back by Chaeryeong, you try fanning away the sting as you refocused back to the sisters.

"Too late there babe." Chaeryeong sneaked a glance to her sister before the two crawled their way towards you.

"I-... I don't u–understand." You recoiled for various reasons but most because of the confusion.

"You see baby... Unnie, right there..." Chaeyeon cutely smiles right beside you.

"Her week hasn't been the best and since she's coming to have a little vacation here. I offered her a bit of a destress of some sorts." Chaeryeong's playful tone really contrast the heaviness of the situation as the sisters finally closes in sandwiching you between them.

"So, what do you say we give sis here a bit of a destress? Baby?" Her hot breath brushing on your as Chaeyeon's hands travels to your chest.

"I–.” If you were sober there would've been an argument that this is a ridiculous offer even if it's Chaeryeong's idea however you're far from that.

You sigh and it was like a gunshot from the race as the sisters almost tear your boxers trying to get it off of you. Motionless you watch as the two giggles along with such a difference of cuteness of the two with the erotic task at hand.

"Good, you're already hard." said Chaeryeong who had successfully engulfed your member in her hand.

"Did I do a great job?" Chaeyeon looks at you with her eyes seemingly asking for approval.

You smile and nodded as without another word started slobbering your rod. Chaeyeon was focusing on the head while Chaeryeong licks the base.

Never in your wildest dreams you've even thought of seeing the ChaeSis like this but oh boy aren't you thankful for it.

"Mhhmmm."

"Uurgghh~!"

The two took turns into shoving your hard rod throat deep as you almost came at the tightness, curling your toes a pathetic attempt to hold it in.

"Argh fuck!" You exhaled failing to keep it together as Chaeryeong's throat tightened around you.

She quickly unlatched as your love liquid shoots straight up only to land back to your member. ChaeSis proudly looks at one another before they continued to slobber your rod, wiping it clean like it's fresh.

Your member didn't even get a second of down time with the sight in front of you. As you're starting to appreciate the luck this life gave you, the sisters then started stripping.

"Oh my fuckin goddamn." You can hear the two of them scoff at your reaction.

"Lay down baby." Not even a hint of resistance you lay down flat on your back.

Before you even know it your vision was blocked by something also introducing your taste bud to something sweet and how can you ignore the tight sensation on your rod.

Yep, they're double teaming you, moans floods your bedroom as the two synchronized with their hips movement. You honestly don't know who's who at this point so why not simultaneously make them climax?

"Oh m~my!"

"S–shit~."

A long in sync gasps from the two allows you to brace yourself as both your mouth and rod got flooded by their juices.

"Aaahhhh~." ChaeSis exasperated breathing. You did your best to drink all of the juices up.

You managed to leave not a single drop before the one responsible for your face detached itself from you.

"Who was that?" You asked as the two just smiled innocently.

"You know what? Nevermind." In defeat the two just smiled before laying down.

You stood up from the bed admiring the two gorgeous woman on your bed. The obvious choice would be to get you girlfriend first but she suddenly closes her legs as you got in front of her.

"O-okay?" You questioned but quickly brushing it off and switching towards Chaeyeon.

Oh lordy the bodies of both are gorgeous beyond belief, you can see Chaeyeon's blush as she slowly spread her legs giving you a good look at her glistening core.

"You're beautiful." You commented as her feet then inches up to brush your rod. You winced at the feeling.

"Is she more beautiful than me?" Chaeryeong reacts causing you cut out of your pleasure train.

"A-... N-no." You replied not wanting to anger your girlfriend.

"I'm kidding, go ahead babe, make her feel good." Chaeryeong went towards Chaeyeon as the two of them looked at you before smiling.

"D-do it slowly, please?" Chaeyeon pleaded with her round eyes as you line yourself to her entrance.

She was right about going slow due to how tight she is, if it wasn't for the wetness you'd be having a much harder time than you already have.

Finally able to insert a few inches in, Chaeyeon's whimper almost causes you to finish along with the sight of naked Chaeryeong right beside her.

Just as you finally got all of your length in you immediately saw Chaeryeong's finger circling on her moist entrance.

"Fuck~!" You hear Chaeyeon as the two of them once more moans in sync as you start to thrust in and out of the older sister.

"Mhmm– that's it baby, show her some good time." Chaeryeong reacts as her fingers works twice as hard causing you to double your efforts as well.

"Uuggh, shit." You groan as you feel your balls tighten along with Chaeyeon's walls around you.

Chaeyeon was elated trying to grab anything like a vice grip to somehow make something out of the pleasure she's getting.

"Mhmmm, keep it in baby." Chaeryeong moans as her fingers slip inside her in a hook motion along with the splashing sounds kept you on the edge.

"Fuck, can't hold it in." With a final few thrust you heard Chaeryeong in between her moans say "Outside babe."

You quickly pulled out painting her older abs, you heard a long sigh from Chaeryeong and Chaeyeon before your eyes readjust only to see Chaeryeong licking up your love liquid on her older sister's abdomen.

And sadly that was the last thing you could see before passing out.

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Finally waking up with the sunlight blinding you through your eyelids, you stretched your arms out only to notice Chaeryeong's head resting on your chest.

"Morning." Her soft voice tickles your ears as you place a kiss on her forehead.

"Morning my Chaery, I had the wildest dream." You replied with a raspy voice.

"Oh really what happened?" She questioned.

"Well you just allowed me to sleep with your sister." A knock from your door caused your head to jerk towards it only to see Chaeyeon with your apron and a spatula in hand.

"Wake up love birds, breakfast is ready."

Your head almost rolled off as you quickly turn it towards your girlfriend. A devious smile forms across her face before placing a quick smooch on your lips. Hopping out of the bed with a hoody and her cheeks peaking out of her underwear.

A wink sends shivers up your spine as she exits the room. Along with her sister.

"Ah–fuck." You whispered looking at your ceiling.

[aeoki]

Capriccio of a Tiger or Something - Chapter 1

※ NOTE: The name of the scout is "Tiger of the Fifth Earth Star"!

Location: Seisou Hall Dorm Room (Leo, Nazuna & Natsume) Characters: Leo & Natsume Season: Winter Writer: Chitose Umeda

Leo: Hmm~... Mmm~? Hmm…!

Work, brain! Just clear away the foggy stuff and concentrate on the melody that’s in your head!

It’s fine, I can do it! Leo’s a kid who can do it!

I went home and recharged myself with Ruka-tan and that should have blown away my exhaustion from “SS”. So I can compose and I can definitely finish a piece…!

Natsume: …Just when I thought I heard a strange voice from inside the roOM, so it was yOU, Tsukinaga-senpai.

When did you get baCK? I thought you were still at your parents’ plAC–

Leo: Ugh! I can’t come up with anything and it’s not coming to me, either! The new year has just begun but it’s the end of the century already! Wahaha…☆

Natsume: HeY. I’m always telling you to put the sheet music you’ve decided to throw away in the bin, aren’T I?

I’m feeling refreshed after just having done a huge clean-up to welcome the new yeAR, so don’t make a mess right off the bAT.

Leo: Oh, Natsume? Why’re you in my room?

Natsume: It’s not just your roOM. It’s shared between you, Nii~chan-senpai anD I.

Leo: Wahaha, oh, right! I didn’t realise I came back to the dorm.

Natsume: You looked like you were having a tough time despite having just returned, but what’re you doiNG?

Leo: You can tell by looking, right~? I’m composing a song. I got a commission from a client within the country back in autumn.

But I was so busy with “SS”, I didn’t have a lot of time to focus and come up with something. Then, before I knew it, it was the new year and the deadline is right around the corner…♪

I did manage to make a couple of songs on my own during New Year’s, though~

I’ve gotta include the concept and image the commissioner wants in the piece, so I’ve gotta take some time to really think about it.

That’s why I’m working on it. It looks like my work engine hasn’t been turned on or something, but nothing’s coming to me.

There’s not enough oomph! I need stimulation! That’s what I want but I can’t come up with anything that shouts, “This is it!”, nor is anything coming to me, you know?

Natsume: This probably isn’t something I should be saying to a popular composer such as yourseLF, but I guess you actually make songs after considering a lot of things, hUH…

Oh, I finally found iT.

Leo: You’re the one who asked me about it in the first place. Anyway, what’s with the all rummaging…? What’s that?

Natsume: Maybe you’ll understand if I called it a pendulUM. It’s a tool used in fortune telling and also in clocKS.

Leo: Ooh… It sounds pretty fishy when you say it’s used in fortune-telling, but it looks pretty.

Natsume: Now, thEN. I’ve found what I needED, so I shall return to the common roOM.

Leo: You’re leaving already? We haven’t seen each other in a few days so you don’t have to rush back right away.

Natsume: I don’t want to hear that from someone who normally disappears from the dorm for days on eND…

Besides, I only came back to get thIS. I didn’t even know you had returnED, Sir Knight.

Leo: So what’re you gonna use that pendragon? For?

Natsume: This isn’t some Arthurian romanCE.

I’m going to be using this pendulum for hypnosis.

Using a real tool will bring out the moOD and it’ll also make it easier to guide the individual’s consciousneSS. It’s very effective for an amateur performanCE.

Leo: Hypnosis~? Why’re you gonna do that?

Natsume: Who was it, the one that brought it up firST…? They were doing a special New Year’s TV programme on it during lunCH.

And it seems they hypnotised someone on a variety shOW.

Maybe they found it interestiNG, but a few people started becoming curious about it and wanted to be hypnotised themselvES.

There are a few in the kitchen who know I have the ability to hypnotise otheRS… So they asked if I could and I couldn’t say nO.

Leo: You’re an idol and a fortune-teller and you also made some sort of strange, confusing game. You must have it rough, Natsume~

But hypnosis, huh. It’s that thing where they say something like, “You’ll slowly feel sleepier now”, right? I wanna be hypnotised too!

If I’m gonna be hypnotised, something interesting that could act as my catalyst would be good. What other kinds of hypnosis are there?

Natsume: You can coME but those who are in line before you come firST.

There's an order I have to follOW so I can’t perform it heRE.

Leo: Then, I’ll wait my turn! I’ll eat my lunch while I wait since I completely forgot about it.

Natsume: HuH?

Leo: See ya, Natsume! See you in the common room…☆

Natsume: WhAT? WaIT. Why are you leaving the room firST?

If you’re going to leave, can’t you at least clean up the sheet music that’s scattered across the floOR?

Next Chapter →

[dingusfreakhxrrington]

A Drunk Confession - Steddie

paring: steve harrington x eddie munson

summary: when eddie and robin take a drunk steve home, they find out he’s maybe a little too talkative about how much he likes a certain metalhead.

warnings: alcohol consumption, drunk steve, coming out, mostly just tooth-rotting fluff, some kissing at the end

word count: 3.7k

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With her parents and younger sister out of town on a small vacation, Nancy decided to invite everyone over for a little get-together. After everything they’d all been through, she had figured doing something normal together for once was far overdue.

Well, it was more Robin’s idea but Nancy had eventually caved to stop her constant nagging.

So, now they all sat lounging around at the Wheeler’s after what had turned into a small bit of a party. Well, to call it a party might have been too much but after Steve had just a little too much to drink he was quick to his feet, skipping his way over to the radio to put some music on.

Eddie groaned when the sound of awful pop music started to bounce around the room but as he watched Steve start to dance, finally letting himself unwind, he began to enjoy it just a little. Not that he would admit that to anyone when he scarcely wanted to admit it to himself.

The kids were soon joining in. Max and El jumped around together, soon pulling the boys up to dance with them, and before they knew it almost everyone was dancing around.

It went on for a while and, by the time Steve had finished a few more drinks, Robin found herself plopping down next to Eddie.

She took a minute to catch her breath after dancing around with the others before asking, “You don’t want to dance?”

Eddie shook his head. “Nah, not really my kind of music. Go back if you want, I don’t need anyone to babysit me here. I’m good just sitting here watching everyone finally having some fun.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Eds. I’m not sitting here to keep you company. I’m exhausted.”

Eddie chuckled and held out his beer for her. “Might help recharge you a little. Just don’t give any to Harrington, he’s definitely had enough.”

With a smile, Robin took a swig of the bitter liquid. “Yeah, getting him home is going to be a struggle.”

They laughed together as they watched Steve stumble around. He yelled out a few times, constantly reminding Dustin how much he loved him, and almost knocked a couple of the kids over while they were dancing.

“Well,” Robin sighed as she passed Eddie his beer and pushed herself back to her feet, “I better go stop him from helping himself to another bottle.”

“Hey, Robin? I can take him home if you want. I haven’t had much to drink, I’m still good to drive.”

She squinted her eyes at him, knowing she wouldn’t trust his driving on a good day.

“Unless you want to try carrying him halfway across town on your own? Come on, I’ve had like two beers. I’ll drive you both, it’ll be fine. No one is out on the street this late anyway,” he insisted, shaking his half-empty bottle to show how little he’d had.

With a sigh, Robin looked over her shoulder at Steve. He could barely stand up straight, let alone walk home. Any other day he’d just crash there but they knew the Wheeler’s were going to be home early the next day and if they found anyone other than Mike and Nancy home they could kiss goodbye to hanging out together in their basement.

“Yeah, okay. Fine. But if we crash I swear to-”

“We won’t crash, just get Steve.” He shook his head with a small smile, finishing off the last of his beer before gathering up their things.

When Robin returned with Steve, Eddie helped her hold him up as he awkwardly tried to pull Steve’s jacket on. “Come on, just put your arms through for us.”

“We’re leaving?” Steve whined with his words slurring a little.

“Mm-hmm, so you better put this on, big boy. It’s cold out.”

Although they thought Steve was going to protest again he complied, going unusually quiet as he did so. He let Eddie help him get his arm through his jacket sleeve while Robin pushed his other arm through the other side.

“There, much better. Now, let’s get you home.” She smiled, turning to Eddie who gave her a subtle nod, letting her know he could carry Steve on his own.

Robin led the way out to the van, stopping to bid everyone farewell before opening the front door for Eddie and Steve. Walking Steve was as difficult as Eddie predicted it to be. He was stumbling over his own two feet with almost his entire body weight leaning onto Eddie, who was desperately trying to hold him up.

When Robin opened the van door for him, Eddie slumped Steve into the backseat.

“Will he be okay back there?” Robin asked as she climbed into the passenger seat, looking back at Steve as she closed the door shut behind her.

Eddie, who had already turned the engine on with his hands placed firmly on the wheel, turned back to check on him. Steve was lying across the seat, his limbs sprawled out as he tried to figure out where he now was.

“Yeah, he’ll be fine. I think. I’ll drive careful.”

Robin hummed, silently praying that they would get him home safe and sound without too many bumps and bruises.

Before long they were pulling up outside the Harrington’s home so they quickly pulled Steve out of the van, walking him up to the front door. Knowing no one was home tonight, Robin stuck her hand into a nearby plant pot and pulled out their spare key to save them the trouble of trying to find Steve’s.

Eddie figured it made sense that Robin knew where the spare was kept and now he supposed he knew too.

“Hey, Steve? You’re home.” Eddie peered down at him, trying to get through to him but rather than reply, Steve only continued to lean against Eddie, his head swinging slightly from where it was hanging low.

“Let’s just get him to bed,” Robin suggested and Eddie hummed, agreeing it was the best option.

It took them a good while to hoist Steve up the stairs but Eddie did his best to carry him along and finally, the heavy weight of Steve’s drunken body was shifted from him to the comfortable-looking bed in the middle of the room.

“Is he okay to leave on his own? Won’t he like choke on his vomit or something?” Eddie questioned out of genuine concern, his eyes never once leaving Steve.

He wriggled around on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position to lie in before seemingly giving up and flopping over onto his front with his arms and legs spread out like a starfish.

“Yeah, we should probably stay here to keep an eye on him,” Robin agreed, “Wait here. I’ll go get him some water.”

“Might sober him up a little,” Eddie hummed, sitting down at the side of the bed as Robin headed back down to the kitchen.

It was quiet for a moment and Eddie started to think Steve had finally fallen asleep but then he started to mumble. It was incoherent at first, complete gibberish to Eddie’s ears.

He knitted his brows, trying to make out what Steve was saying in case it was something important. He heard him mumble Robin’s name, he must have thought he was talking to her.

From what Eddie could make out — which wasn’t much — whatever it was Steve was saying wasn’t anything important. So, he went back to quietly waiting for Robin to return with that glass of water.

“He’s just so — Hic! — ssso pwetty, Robin. How can a guy — Hic! — be so pretty?” His mumbling finally started to become clearer although it was still full of slurs and hiccups.

Eddie only got more confused but he was intrigued. He wanted to know who Steve thought was pretty, especially if it was a guy. What he was saying wasn't making any sense yet it still had Eddie’s heart on edge.

“I mean, — Hic! — He’s juss Eddie… Right?”

At the sound of his name, Eddie stilled, his heart freezing solid in his chest. Did Steve know how he felt about him? Was this whole thing just an elaborate prank to get him to out himself?

No. Steve was better than that. He was also far too drunk to even know what he was saying. That was it, Eddie thought, he was just too drunk to know what he was talking about. He didn’t mean what he was saying. There was no way-

“He’s just so… shit… he’s so fucking pretty, you know? A-and he’s funny and — Hic! — king and ev-even Dustin admires him… He’s just so… so… Eddie,” Steve concluded, his voice starting to trail off again.

Eddie sucked in a deep breath, bringing his hand up to his now hastily beating heart. He hadn’t been expecting that, not in a thousand years.

This was Steve ‘the hair’ Harrington. Steve Harrington who was the king of Hawkins High. Steve Harrington who was a total ladies' man. Steve Harrington who was still hopelessly in love with Nancy Wheeler. Steve Harrington who was actually a complete dork. Steve Harrington who was actually a nice guy. Steve Harrington who didn’t like boys.

He steadied himself, pushing his thoughts to the side so he could focus on what was important right now.

“Hey, Steve?” he asked, twisting his body to look down at him, “You okay?”

He resisted the urge to reach out and brush a strand of hair away from Steve’s face. “Robin is gonna get you some water, okay? Just try to sober up a little for me, man.”

Steve rustled on the bed, his head turning slightly, allowing his hazy eyes to lock with Eddie’s. The corners of his lips curled up into the softest of smiles, the only smile in the world that had the ability to warm Eddie’s heart.

He reached out until his hands were cupping either side of Eddie’s face and Eddie froze once again. He blinked, unsure of what to do when Steve’s thumb brushed ever so gently against his bottom lip.

“He’s so… pretty.”

His hands slowly wrapped around Steve’s and, for a moment, he thought he was going to do something he’d regret. Instead, he pulled them away from his face and moved back, getting back up off of the bed.

“...Like you, Eddie. I like you,” Steve mumbled again, his smile not once faltering as he lied back down and closed his eyes.

Eddie’s breathing had grown erratic, shaking involuntarily as he tried to calm himself down. Not like this. He thought to himself, turning to the door to go look for Robin. Before he could turn the handle, however, she was already walking inside.

Their eyes met and immediately Robin knew something was wrong. Before she could ask, however, Eddie was rushing past her, retreating out into the hall.

His back came crashing firmly against the wall behind him and he ran a shaky hand through his hair, sighing as he let himself slide down until he was sitting on the floor. His knees came up to his chest and he wrapped his arms around them as if he could hide from it all should he roll himself up into a ball small enough.

“Shit,” he muttered to himself as he forced his heavy breathing to slow.

He’s just drunk, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.

With the click of a door, Eddie looked up to find Robin in front of him again. She sighed and sat opposite him, leaning back against the wall parallel to him.

“Hey. You okay?”

He thought for a second, trying to find the words to say. No, he wasn’t okay. He was far from it. He was overwhelmed and scared and… and he didn’t know what to do.

“How’s Steve?” he asked without thinking, his strangled voice spitting out the first thing that came to mind,

“He’s sleeping but we should definitely watch him. Don’t want him choking on his own vomit,” she chuckled, repeating his earlier words to try and lighten his mood.

Eddie’s laugh came out smooth, short as he shook his head, dismissing the comment. With nothing more left to say, a sheet of silence draped over the pair of them.

Something was still bothering him, Robin could tell. She fidgeted as she sat, eyeing the way his fingers mindlessly pulled and twisted his rings, trying to distract himself from whatever thoughts were racing through his head.

The distraction didn’t seem to last though as he was soon opening his mouth, the words falling out before he had time to realise what he was saying. “Hey, you, uh, you know I’m into… right?”

Although his voice trailed off, Robin seemed to catch what he was implying. “Guys? Yeah. I mean, I figured you were.”

It was quiet again as he nodded his head, sucking his lips in a little as he pondered whether to tell her about what had just happened with Steve or not.

“I take it you know about me too?” She broke into the silence again, eyes flickering up to grasp his reaction.

“Yeah. I guess we have a good feel for these things, huh.”

She chuckled and the mood finally brightened. “Yeah, I guess we do.”

“Steve… He, um… He…” Eddie scratched the back of his head as he tried to form the words. He wanted to tell her. He needed to tell her. He needed to talk to someone about it and she was the only person he could safely tell.

She waited patiently, although she had already guessed quite some time ago that Eddie had feelings for Steve and, of course, she knew that Steve had developed a stupid little crush — as he liked to call it — on Eddie too. She was his best friend and she was gay. Of course, he was going to tell her the moment he started to question his own sexuality.

“He was saying things,” he looked up at her again, hoping she would take over and speak for him but she didn’t, “Stupid things.”

“Steve says a lot of stupid things, Eddie,” she deadpanned with a scoff, easing his nerves slightly.

He hummed, “Yeah but this time… this time they were, like, really stupid.”

Rather than ask, Robin just raised a brow and signalled for him to carry on.

“He, um, he thought he was talking to you and, uh,” he cleared his throat, “He said… He said I’m pretty and… and that he likes me… But he can’t, I know that. That would be stupid, silly. Me and Steve? No way.”

“Trust me, Eddie, it’s not as silly as you think. Just tell him how you feel, it’ll do me a favour too. That dingus has been head over heels in love with you for months now. I mean it, he doesn’t shut up about you. It’s adorable but gross. Look, just tell him. He’s too scared to tell you, too worried he’ll fuck it up somehow.”

Eddie sat there with his eyes blown wide and gulped. “So he… he does like me?”

“Of course he does! It’s not like he’s good at hiding it either. Do you know how many times I’ve had to cover for him when Dustin asks why Steve keeps asking about you?”

“He asks about me?”

She nodded. “All the time. Whenever he sees Dustin or Mike he asks how you’ve been. He checks you’re doing okay after, well, everything. He’s worried about you, you know?”

“Why hasn’t he said anything before?”

“We almost lost you once. He’s worried he’ll lose you for good if he tells you how he feels. Like I said, he’s an idiot.” She shrugged, sighing now that she knew what she’d always suspected — Steve’s feelings weren’t one-sided.

So, by the time morning rolled around, Eddie was already pacing up and down trying to figure out what to say. Robin had gone up with some painkillers for the headache Steve was undoubtedly going to be suffering from, leaving Eddie alone to sort through his thoughts downstairs.

“Hey there, sleepyhead. Have a good sleep?”

Steve rubbed his crusty eyes open, groaning at the sunlight that had since invaded his room when Robin opened the curtains. The bright, yellow light that singed his sleepy eyes was abruptly cut off by the shadow of his friend when she stood over him, water and painkillers in hand.

He pulled himself up and gratefully took the contents from her hands, quickly shoving the pills into his mouth before swallowing them down with a mouthful of water. “Thanks.”

“How bad is it?”

Steve sucked in a breath through his teeth, the sound of her voice hammering on his head like a drum. “Awful. How much did I drink?”

“Too much,” Robin laughed, “Way too much, you were a complete mess. Looked like you had fun though.”

“Yeah, it was fun… shit, I was rambling about Eddie again last night wasn’t I?” The longer he was awake, the more he began to remember the night before, although he still couldn’t quite make out the face of the person he had been speaking to before he fell asleep, assuming it must have been Robin since she was with him now.

A playful smirk settled on her face. “Oh, Steve. That wasn’t me you were talking to last night, it was Eddie.”

His eyes widened as panic started to pound through his chest. Any trace of sleepiness snapped away as it all became clear. The long hair that tickled against his face as they made their way into the house. The strong arms that held him steady enough to walk. The plump lip he ran under his thumb. It was Eddie. It had all been Eddie.

“Shit!”

Robin placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to calm him. “Just go talk to him.”

“He’s still here?”

His eyes flicked around sporadically, thoughts charging through his head when she nodded. “He’s downstairs, in the kitchen. Breathe, Steve. Just breathe.”

Listening to his friend, he started to take one deep breath after the other until he started to calm down. Robin wasn’t freaking out. She was… smiling?

“Good. Now, go talk to him.” She pulled him from the bed and pushed him toward the door, giving him one last encouraging thumbs up when he turned back to look at her.

With shaking legs, Steve made his way down to the kitchen. Each step on the stairs threatened to slip out from under him but his feet clung to them with as much force as his hand that gripped the bannister. He could feel his heart beating out of his chest, bursting through the skin around his ribcage as it spluttered out onto the floor.

He felt sick but he knew what he had to do. He knew he had to talk to Eddie, to clear things up with him.

“Morning.”

He stood in the doorway, one arm propped up against it as he scratched at the hair at the nape of his neck. He didn’t look it but he was sweating, his cool, calm appearance threatening to crumble at any moment.

Eddie jumped, eyes darting over to him immediately. Steve noticed the way his body tensed before he started to awkwardly pull at his rings.

“Morning.”

For a moment Steve thought about pretending he couldn’t remember much about the night before. He knew he couldn’t do that. He knew Eddie would still act the same way around him even if he claimed he didn’t remember because Eddie did, that much he could tell.

He swallowed, if that were even possible in the Sahara that was his mouth. Water, he needed more water.

Eddie turned away from Steve as he walked over to the sink. He too didn’t know what to say. He thought back on what Robin had said the night before. Steve’s feelings were true, he knew that, yet he still couldn’t find the words to say.

When they finally spoke, their voices clashed, colliding with each other.

“Sorry, after you.” Eddie gestured toward Steve, eyes expectant as he waited to hear what he was going to say.

Now it was Steve who was looking away, his eyes drifting around the room. “I, um… Last night. I said some things last night and, uh, I know it was weird and you probably didn’t want to hear that but it’s the truth. We can forget it if you want… I just… I don’t want you to hate me or anything.”

Eddie stood up, walking closer to Steve as he sighed. “I don’t hate you, man. I could never hate you because… because I like you too. Like, in the same way you, uh, the same way you like me.”

Still, he hesitated. Still unsure whether Steve was really being serious. He knew in his bones that it was real — that Steve was being serious — but he supposed he was still in shock, even after having all night to think over it.

“You do?”

Steve was in his personal bubble now, popping it in all the right places as he stepped closer still. Eddie’s head dropped to the side slightly and he smiled, finally accepting that what was happening was real. Their hands were instinctively reaching for one another, their fingers brushing together.

“Yeah. So, what are we going to do about that, Steve-o?”

Suddenly, Steve jolted forward and their lips crashed together. The kiss grew deeper, longer as they stood there, arms wrapping around each other as each tried to pull the other even closer. Eddie pulled back slightly, grasping for air between kisses but before they could fully part, they were back together again.

“Gross, get a room,” Robin’s voice groaned out from the bottom of the stairs but when they parted to look at her, she was smiling.

They chuckled and turned back to each other, their eyes locking together the moment they were set on one another again.

“I can make that happen,” Steve smirked, his voice low.

“Hmm, I might just take you up on that offer, pretty boy.” Eddie leaned forward, pressing another soft kiss to Steve’s lips.

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