#characters waking up together

[pinkpastels113]

“I could get used to this” 🥰🥰🥰

felt like doing it (writing bechloe) today so here we are

from this list

It has been a week since Chloe got the shock of her life after finding Beca’s lips on hers in the middle of her making breakfast without a dare egging her on or anything that implied that it was purely platonic, and Chloe has already been feeling the effects of being Beca’s girlfriend.

Effects, as in, the benefits of being able to show off her over-encompassing affections whenever she likes without being scared of what the Bellas or Beca might think.

Examples include- but are not limited to- Chloe convincing Beca to sit next to her at the back of the bus that the Bellas have to all pile into to make it to Lincoln Center by nightfall. It felt good, Chloe reminisces, to have Beca blush and grumble about how Chloe is very touchy feely while still following behind her to plop into her lap as soon as Chloe made herself comfortable. 

“What?” Beca had said when Chloe raised an eyebrow, “We both like the window seat.”

“Mhm sure,” she had chuckled into the crook of Beca’s neck, “And you could not have possibly asked me to move, could’ve you?”

“No way. That would have been mean.”

And that was how Chloe found herself floating on clouds the entire day, her butt sore from being stuck in her seat but her heart full from being handed the opportunity to chat to Beca about how her arrangements are the best in the world so that she has nothing to worry about and how they only have less than a year left before they have to decide what to do with their futures.

Beca also makes it easy to tease her about random things, so Chloe also found joy in that. They also made out, a little bit, quietly, because Chloe has compassion dang it and she would not want to subject herself to listen to Stacie or anyone else kissing someone else in a bus for the next twelve hours either.

Beca then passed out, at around late afternoon, after lunch. It’s adorable actually how she just nodded off to sleep after engulfing a big sandwich and some water, but Chloe chose not to comment and instead allowed herself to stroke Beca’s dark brown hair, shifting between enjoying the sensation of Beca snuggling against her t-shirt and the beautiful view flitting past her window. 

She could really get used to this, she thought, as Beca made an indecipherable noise into her chest, she could get used to being nice and content for once in her life after all the longing and angst that was her past.

There had been the being the second child that nobody wanted when she was a kid, then the pansexuality in a good Christain family, then the university that didn’t hold a national name, then the girl who could not get who she wanted because she was too insecure, and then the person who had purposely decided to stay a couple extra years in that university because of that insecurity.

God. She holds the warmth in her arms closer. She really was such a wreck.

“What’re you thinking about?”

Chloe meets Beca questioning gaze and realizes that she probably squeezed too hard. “Nothing. Just. Y’know. How I could get used to this.”

Beca gets up, stretches, and then sits back down. She loops her arms around Chloe’s shoulders, tilting her head slightly to the side. “About how you could get used to me drooling on your junk?”

Chloe laughs. Sometimes being with Beca just makes her so happy. “Yeah. That.”

Beca smiles, leaning in to kiss her. It only goes on for a few seconds before Chloe starts feeling the effect.

She slides her hand up Beca’s back, grinning at the shiver that it induces. She swipes her tongue across Beca’s bottom lip and is just about to kiss her deeper when Amy yells from the front of the bus.

“Quit sucking Shawty’s face! Just because you are getting some, Chloe, doesn’t mean everyone else in here are!”

[cozylittleartblog]

clown hours

new deltarune newsletter. i dont know how many characters are featured across the 50-ish valentines but i want it on record i only got queen and rouxls among mine. you will look at them

obviously toby fox knows my email personally somehow and knew exactly who to send me (joke. but also what are the odds)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Lights Out dream team - scribbled Silly Style. low quality, even

[luvbug724]

aftg kills me bc it’s about sports and the mafia and whatever but u strip it to its barest bones and it’s really about who u choose despite & because

[threadsun]

Hey real quick request:

Can yall try to be normal about sex work and nonmonogamy/people who aren't virgins?

The number of asks I get that censor sex work related terms, use outdated and offensive terms, and act like it's something secret and to be ashamed of is unacceptable. Sex work is work. We don't keep random VHS copies of our own pornos in our houses. We aren't "spoiled" or "ruined" because we have sex with colleagues for the camera, and it's not something that should inspire jealousy in any reasonable person. I will never make the boys anything but fully supportive of sex work, and I will not change my Joseph's backstory as a full service survival sex worker just because it "ruins him for you". Grow the fuck up and be normal about the fact that even if you personally are a virgin, not everyone is and that doesn't make them incapable/unworthy of love or devotion or commitment. Casual sex is not abnormal or something you need to psychoanalyse a character about. Just. Please be normal about sex and sex work, all you're doing is making yourself look like an asshole.

[what-do-1000-swords-look-like]

Just had a random thought. I know it's not going this way at all in The Boys but wouldn't it be funny as shit if JDM ended up being Soldier Boy's/Ben's asshole dad? Like he gave Ben shit for taking the Compound V as a shortcut but then talked his military buddies into giving him some when he started getting older? And then,,,surprise. Four generations of Supe strong-as-fuck assholes for Butcher and Co to deal with.

Like I said, it's not going that way but how Kripke would that be?

[otaku553]

so you know how I've been talking about the Kazuha Demon Slayer crossover for ages now?

Hahahaha

Chapter 1 is out :)

[f10s]

mizushiho delusion

[fostopia]

Hey losers [/aff] here's your post I actually don't want to spam it all here so [1/3]

The last one is not shipping the meme was just funny

[stevethehairington]

book 5 of the year done!!!! im literally one book away from halfway to my goal and the first month of the year isn't even over yet fjsksk i am DEFINITELY going to hit it this year!

[pinkpastels113]

we can’t have bechloe without “i need to take a shower” “love it. let’s go”👀✨

so i apologize that this turned out to be packed with more emotion than it needs to be but!! i still hope y’all like <33

This time when Chloe wakes up (she woke up a short while ago but it was still dark and even a hard core morning person like she is she was not going to be getting up at the butt crack of dawn on her day off) she wakes up to the sight of Beca smiling at her.

They are still tangled in the bedsheets they messed around in last night, and the smell of sex lingers in the air even as a crack in their bedroom window attempts to lure it out. Chloe wrinkles her nose, putting her arm under her chin so that her face isn't planted in the mattress with the position that she is laying on.

"Hey."

Beca's smile stretches a little wider. "Hey yourself. Are you always this beautiful when I'm the person who's awake the first time around? 'Cause if so I think I'll be setting up an alarm to be awake before you now."

Chloe closes her eyes and laughs with a sleepy exhaustion into the crook of her elbow. "I went back to sleep after looking at the clock earlier at five, Bec. But sure. If you think you're up for it."

Many people don’t know this but sometimes Chloe is the person who is the more “unromantic” of the pair. Ever since she started dating Beca (finally, dear god) a couple of years ago, she has dropped the notion that was ingrained into her at a young age that if she wanted to fall in love with and be with her “forever person” she would have to be who that person wanted her to be: which was typically happy, sunshine-y, everything was fine and no matter how many times people try to kick me down I will always try to get back up and smile about it, kinda deal.

But Beca doesn’t want her to be like that. She wanted Chloe to be who she herself wanted to be and if she isn’t happy all the time... well, that’s perfectly fine, because everybody has feelings and Beca loves her all the more for them because it shows that she trusts Beca enough to show her how dark or cynical they can be. 

So Chloe shows them, and drops that notion, and her heart beats and leaps for the tiny person who she adores most in the entire world.

Even when that person likes to be cheesy from time to time.

For someone who grouches whenever she has to watch movies, Beca sure knows how to talk like a movie character right out of a rom-com: soft and sweet and corny, with romance sprinkled delicately in the simplest of one-liners.

At Chloe’s response to her earlier remark, Beca pouts. Her bottom lip protrudes out about an inch from her upper one and Chloe finds herself rolling her eyes at the gesture, even when her finger walks up from Beca’s jaw to touch it. “I can wake up in the mornings before you do if I want to. I have the determination to do so, just to watch you sleep next to me.”

The hum that Chloe emits right then is to disguise the choking sensation that she feels clogging up her throat. It’s times like these, when Beca makes her feel wanted and loved and genuinely liked (not to mention understood, there are fewer and fewer of those people now in her life, even her own parents have no idea why she does the things that she does ninety-nine percent of the time) that Chloe wants to cry, because she has finally found her forever person and she didn’t have to give up or suppress any part of her personality to do it. She has done so much giving in relationships like the one she now shares with Beca in the past, some even lasting longer than, and not once has she felt like she received as much back. Not like with Beca.

No, with Beca it’s an equal amount. It makes Chloe feel secured, real, down to the Earth that she stands on.

“Weirdo.” She takes Beca’s endearments for her, adopts to them, and then reciprocates, because they are in a committed relationship and because she just...can. “You’re a stalker weirdo.” Chloe leans over, kisses her girlfriend right on the lips. “And I love you.”

Beca kisses her back. Her hand slides across the bare skin of Chloe’s shoulders to tangle into her hair, bunching lightly. Chloe huffs out a sigh, falling forward, shifting herself so that she fits comfortably between Beca’s legs.

Beca immediately bucks her hips. Chloe can tell what she wants, can feel it in the needy whimper spilling from Beca’s mouth, but she stalls. 

They have things to do today- errands, appointments, adult things. Beca knows this, has cleared her schedule at work for it, and it is the reason why they are making out in the middle of their queen-sized bed in the first place instead of rushing off to their respective demanding jobs. Being a highly successful music producer calling out the shots on her own clients does not mix well with Chloe’s veterinary surgeon title at the medical facility in the center of town, and whenever they are not busy working, they are either making out, hanging out, or having sex. It leaves little time for anything else and coupled with the desire to do more things with Beca than just getting in her pants as well as not wanting to feel alone when she has to deal with “not so happy things” (she has to have dinner with her brother that evening who is visiting), Chloe has convinced Beca to carve out one day every other week just for them to hack through all of their adult responsibilities. 

It works, but only if Chloe has to step on the brakes whenever Beca becomes really handsy. 

Like now.

Chloe pulls her mouth away from Beca’s when she feels Beca’s foot sneak up her thigh. “Bec. We need to stop.”

“But I don’t want to.”

And only if Chloe is adamant about it. However difficult it may be (it feels extremely good whenever Beca needs her and she needs her back- when there is a give and a take). “We have to.” She pecks the erratic jump of Beca’s pulse, but doesn’t bite it like her brain begs her to because if she does, they are done for. “We can continue after we return from the dinner. I’ll be all yours, and we can do whatever we want. Sound good?”

Beca swallows. Her eyelids cover the majority of her gaze, shadowing it dark, contemplative. Chloe knows that she is in, then. “Yeah.”

“Cool.” Chloe gives one last kiss, before allowing the sheets to slip down her waist. She swings her legs over the edge of their bed. “Now, I need to take a shower.”

“Love it. Let’s go.”

Chloe looks back her in surprise. “But-”

It is like Beca is in physical pain with the exaggerated way she groans at the ceiling. “Relax, I just wanna wash your hair, okay? No funny business.”

And Chloe laughs and pulls Beca off towards their bathroom, even though she is sure that is not what they are actually going to be ending up doing. Because she knows that if it does escalate it will be on Chloe’s terms, and only hers. 

She decides that it will. Just a little bit. For old times sake. 

And because Beca accepts her for she is. Not when she is happy and romantic, but when she is not. Beca causes Chloe to be all those things, not the other way around, like others would think.

Nobody can be sunshine and rainbows all the time. There is rain, and also the ground, and sometimes people like Chloe would just like to find an anchor to help lower her head from the clouds.

And Chloe found it.

Beca.

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[hella1975]

assigning a character the highest honour like *adds go home by julien baker to their playlist*

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Wait!! In an earlier post you said everyone was aggressive… especially Barnaby…

What happened when he woke up? Unless it’s a spoiler/ not ready yet, then forget this question!!

I hope you have a nice day/night though :3

that answer is indeed Not Ready Yet! but in short, he has a Really bad time after he wakes up. like, it's Rough rough for him. and before anyone asks - no, it's not because of the arm! that is something he can understand, even if its a lil unsettling. everything Else, however...

[queen-of-the-boos]

Hey guys would you like some angst with a happy ending?

Imagine you came to your fave's world yourself through willpower or some magical way, defying all odds just to be together. Your fave is the happiest they've ever been with you at their side, the love of their life, or their best friend/ family they've always dreamed of having.

After years of being separated by a screen, you're finally together, finally able to hold eachother in your arms. Nothing could be better than this...

But one day, unaware of your existence, the creators of your f/o's source start writing in a character that fulfills your exact role. (Love interest, best friend character, family member)

Day by day. Your form begins to fade away. You begin to physically disappear a little bit each passing day the reveal of the character being written in grows closer. Your fave can only watch in horror as you're slowly taken away from them again right before their eyes. After all the work you've done to be together...

Your heart grows heavy. Each passing day you see how distraught they are. For some reason, a little voice in the back of your head tells you you shouldn't be there, that they deserve better than you. Maybe this newly introduced character will be better for them than you in the end. Maybe it's what they deserve, someone who belongs here.

The very last day comes.

You're just a flicker of an existence, and your fave can take it no more. Seeing them break down, you run off to another room and start to cry, thinking that you could've saved them all this hurt if you never came here, if you never showed up in the first place and just let this new character take your place.

You can barely see through the tears in your eyes as a pair of arms wraps around you, clinging to you for dear life, their body wracked with sobs of it's own. Your fave declares their love for you, begging whatever force is out there to let you stay, proclaiming you're the only one they'll ever love no matter what's created for them. You begin to fade away in their arms.

A figure stands a small distance away from the pair of you. It's the new character.

Kind hands are placed on either of your shoulders, grip unwavering.

"I could never break up something so true, something so pure and destined. Please don't worry."

Everything moves in slow motion. Your form flickers, and then solidifies as your fave holds you. You look up at the new character in disbelief. They've given up their spot for you.

Your fave clings to you for dear life, pulling you closer as if they haven't seen you in a thousand years. You hold them and wipe away their tears.

"I thought I was going to lose you again."

They sob. You pull them into a tight embrace. Nothing will ever come between the two of you. The new character looks on with a gentle smile.

All is right with the world. You and your fave are meant to be together. No force in this universe or the next will ever take that away.

[rosymorns]

being obsessed w ur dnd character is so taxing. literally five people in the world know about her and only half of them care.

[rintoki]

every hour is loving kaveh hours