Knox allowed himself to open his eyes, muted sunlight shining through the half open blinds. This wasn’t his bedroom, this bedroom was yellow, his own was blue. He rolled over.
Charlie
He tried to remember what had happened last night through the haze of his sleep, doing his best to piece together how exactly he’d ended up in Charlie Daltons bedroom.
It was winter break, Charlie was an only child and his parents were skiing in Italy, they’d gone out with the rest of the group, getting Neil to buy them drinks (all chipping in of course) since he was the best actor, they’d gotten decently drunk, Pittsie driving them all home since he was the only one who favoured tea over alcohol.
They’d kissed, they kissed all the time in fairness, they were together. He looked down, he was dressed (mostly) which was good, very good.
His boyfriend groaned next to him, stretching out on his front, Knox never really understood how it was comfortable to sleep like that, but Charlie did it anyway.
He watched him come to, eyes fluttering a little as he adjusted to being awake.
“Good morning”
“Mm” he moved closer, wrapping his arms around Knox’s middle and carefully placing his head on his chest.
He ran his fingers through the bed head that Charlie often woke up with, earning himself a groggy sort of smile.
“How’re you feeling?”
“Mm,fine”
“You’re really hungover aren’t you”
“..yeah I am”
Knox smiled and shook his head, Charlie sometimes seemed like a whole different person when he was tired, hungover or so on, in fact he was always slightly different when the two of them were alone anyway, more relaxed, his shoulders sloped differently , less tense.
“Thought you said you never got hungover Dalton”
“God Overstreet, don’t listen to me when I’m drunk”
Knox smiled as Charlie looked up at him, it dawned on him that the other boy was wearing his sweater.
“Taken something for safekeeping huh?” He grinned and tugged at the grey crew neck, making Charlie scoff and gently swat his hand away.
“I was cold” his face broke into a grin “besides, it’s not like you’ve come off much better”
His brow furrowed, lips parting in confusion.
Charlie handed him a small hand mirror from the night stand, prompting him insistently to look at his reflection.
His face was covered in little red lipstick marks, his mouth too, an identical smudge of colour still remained on Charlie’s lips.
“Where the fuck did you get lipstick Char?-“
“The girls” That smug grin dawned on his face again “and don’t be so stiff knoxious, I think you look pretty”
He rolled his eyes, grabbing his partners face and pressing his cheek against his own, faintly smudging the red onto the others skin.
“God you’re insufferable Dalton”
“Nuh uh, you said last night that you’d quite like to sleep with me Knoxie”
“Idiot”
“Moron”
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OOC ⸻ I'M BACK + UPCOMING PROJECTS
surprise, surprise!! i've risen from the dead. yes, i was actually able to finish my semester. i will not be needing to worry about school now, so thats fuckin awesome. also, i will apologize now because i'm not going to be finishing first class, the dabihaul chapter book. though there is one currently in the works and it will be published later this summer. i'm not gonna rush with this one.
i will be uploading a one-shot (dabihaul) on here soon, and hopefully, if i remember my a03 password, i'll be posting it there, too.
please note that writing fanfics is a hobby, i am a person with a life, and i will come and go as i choose when it come to writing.
in the meantime, take this teaser for the up coming one-shot (smut)
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 DO NOT CONTINUE ON. MY CONTENT IS FOR ADULTS.
arsonists lullabye (hozier)
Dabi had always loved fire. It doesn't matter what's burning; if it's on fire, Dabi loves it. As a child, he would sit for hours and stare into an open flame. There was something about the power of fire that fascinated him - the way it reached up to the sky with sparks and embers raining down like winter snow. Fire can take on so many colors: sharp red, deep orange, icy blue and...
Gold.
It wasn’t just those gold eyes that made Dabi fall so deeply for him, it wasn’t just that pretty face.
It was... Him.
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the most comphet thing that charles does in episode 5 isn’t even when he’s like “nah they’re just mates” or him projecting onto hunter and brad because they’re manly men and he wants them to be Good Guys bla bla bla none of that.
no, the most comphet thing in this episode is that charles rowland, light of my life, owner of my heart, saw these two scruffy scrappy stinky burly fuckboy jocks and then looked at himself, this genderfuck punk twink with the prettiest most delicate features i’ve ever seen and eyeliner and earrings and bisexual ass jacket, and edwin payne, the most clockable homosexual that has ever lived or died, the quintessential twink, with his stupid little gay bowtie and gloves and fancy jacket and button up shirt and little gay posh voice and the cunty feminine way he walks and gestures and edwardian vocabulary and syntax and everything about him and said, “they’re just like us, right edwin?” babygirl you are so delusional.
rip hunter and brad you would’ve loved being involved in both edwin’s and charles’s hate crimes </3
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Starchaser where James is the snobby popular guy who could date anyone he wanted bc everyone trails after him all the time
People are expecting him to go for someone like Emmeline (most popular girl in the school) or Lily (an actual genius obviously) or maybe just mess around with as many people as possible just because he can and there would be nearly no repercussions
So when Sirius finds out that he is dating Regulus- who'd always had trouble with social cues, especially when so many people expected him to be a perfect pureblodo son, and was always a bit mean and proud when he was talking to people because he was never taught otherwise, and didn't really stick out at school because he was a bit more of a recluse than many other Slytherin purebloods and was 'very good' at school but not a Barty, Severus, or Lily level genius- he can't help but be so happy
Because despite James having so many people he could date, he fell for the one person everybody else would be disappointed about when they heard. And Sirius KNOWS it was NEVER a matter of James pulling out the name of an adoring fan from a hat. He knew he'd have had to connect to Regulus, see past the bitter cruelty of his mask, break down his walls, and earn his trust unwaveringly before he was able to ask him out
He knew that his best friend had settled for who he wanted instead of who everybody else wanted him to want, and he knew that his brother got to know what true care and understanding felt like from somebody who had so much to give
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