#goddammit they really only got eachother

[peachysorrel]

Scenario where wukong somehow gets freed from the scroll but it costs his everything, he comes home to just crumble but there’s an uninvited guest in his house and he breaks under the weight of his guilt

[riririnnnn]

MDNI OR LORD FARQUAAD WILL STEAL YOUR HEIGHT.

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In. Out.

In. Out.

In. Out.

His cock has been pouding inside you for who knows how long.

With your face squashed against the wall while his chest pressed against your back, your nails have been clawing and nearly peeling off the paint from the wall that you both had painted together in a mixture of your favourite colours.

But he wasn't showing any signs of stopping.

How it turned out to be like this? You got no idea..

"You really love to test me out, don't you?" He grunted against your ear.

..or maybe, you just didn't want to admit it.

"All I fucking asked."

Thrust.

"Was some peace."

Thrust.

"I said it fucking directly."

Thrust.

"Are you that dumb to not understand?"

Thrust.

"B-But—" You tried to protest, but he cut you off, "But what, huh? But what?"

You mewled instead when his hand pressed on your lower belly.

"I fucking asked something. I want an answer," he warned in a low tone, but you were too fucked out of your mind to form a proper sentence.

"And here I thought my girl was smart," he scoffed. "Dumb bitch."

Your warm, wet walls tightened around his cock immediately, and he chuckled mockingly, "She seems to agree with me."

"I'm not—" You were cut off again, "Huh? What did you say?" His hand slipped down to take hold of your swollen, sensitive clit between his fingers, which was beyond overstimulated at this point.

"Are you saying that I'm wrong, hm? Is that what you want to say?"

He pinched your sensitive nub and you cried in pain; everything felt so sore.

"Then say it."

He increased his pace.

"Say it."

Each thrust was making your already abused nipples rub harshly against the wall.

"Say I'm not dumb."

The whole room filled with the wet noise of skin slapping against eachother.

"Say it."

You could feel another climax creeping up on you.

"Say I'm not a dumb bitch."

Your body couldn't handle another orgasm, you knew it.

"Say I'm a good girl."

Your legs quivered, but he didn't allow you to rest as his pounding remained strong and powerful, if not any faster.

"GODDAMMIT SAY IT!"

Itoshi Sae; Aiku Oliver; Shidou Ryusei.

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I tried, okay? This is like only my second time writing anything NSFW (if we ignore the one in my draft). This was actually longer with a plot, but I still feel too embarrassed to write Cock and Pussy. Bruh, it's stupid, I know.

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

Hook siblings body swap✨

Because I'm here for the chaos.

So, they fucked around and found out with Yzma's potions, daring eachother to drink it. Which means that none can back out now, obviously.

And if the potions worked as they were supposed to, well, that's anyone's guess.

Either way, they drink, stuff happens, and ta-da body swap!

No one saw this because obviously they broke in after opening hours, what else did you expect.

Now, Harriet finds herself in CJ's body and bolts immediately, because CJ has virtually zero responsibilities and Harriet wants a vacation, goddammit.

She also probably gets CJ's body halfway to alcohol poisoning within thirty minutes. Only took her that long because not a lot of people are willing to give alcohol to thirteen yo CJ Hook who a) doesn't drink and b) has two older siblings who will flip out of anyone messes with her.

Of course, Ginny Gothel isn't scared of that. She gets Harriet-as-CJ alcohol without second thought. Harriet almost starts flirting with her, which would be kinda awkward, so she just bolts again and no one is surprised, because that's CJ man, what did you expect.

Harriet-as-CJ could just get away with absolutely anything.

Especially as her siblings are not having a good time and won't tell her no. They wanna live, you see.

Harry is very much not having a good time.

He got stranded in Harriet's body. Which is not a fun experience. Bitch has no regards for her personal safety and is a functioning alcoholic, so.

Anyway, first words aftee figuring out what happened and seeing Harriet run away are „Wait Harriet no, come back, I'm not dealing with your disaster threesome!“

Spoiler alert: he does end up dealing with her disaster threesome. And with her ship & crew.

Now, he knows how to run a ship. How could he not. He'd just rather not.

And he needs to invest a significant amount of energy into not flirting with Uma, which, you know. That would be kinda awkward.

(It doesn't work. He's incapable of turning it off. But everyone just brushes everything off as Hook siblings crazy and maybe jealousy.)

CJ is also not having good time. She ended up in Harry's body and immediately got dragged back at Revenge by Uma.

...Yeah, between all three of them, there is a fair amount of „fuck, help, my sibling's partner(s) are flirting with me, what do I do?!“

CJ tries to avoid being alone with Uma as much as she can.

She gets asked some variation of „Are you okay?“ at least three times within the first hour because she doesn't, you know, obey Uma's orders before she even says them.

On the brighter side, CJ discovered that she can get away with arson in port like this.

(Her older siblings are busy and Uma won't actually tell off Harry - the person who everyone thinks is Harry.)

So, yeah.

And almost no one catches on because are you really gonna question Hook siblings chaos? Are you?

But of course, they still act off enough to warrant an exorcism or two. (Freddie Facilier and Claudine Frollo, at two separate times.)

Marya Rasputin might or might not have tried to disect someone.

The siblings couldn't care less.

And the Hearts keep referring to the Hooks by the correct names (wrong names for the bodies), but, again, no one questions that. The general sentiment is along the lines of „Okay, I don't know why the Hearts triplets just greeted CJ Hook as Harriet, and I don't wanna know! They have swords!“

[ratkingwizardudecatboydeluxe]

Something about smoking. Something about smoking *with Eddie*. It might be a joint you're smoking, or a cigarette. It doesn't really matter. What matter is that you're hands are too cold, too red, shaking too much to hold the cigarette still and it slips out from your fingers down to the grey-green ground. It lays there, over all the leaves. What matter is that Eddie picks it up for you, back bent softly infront of you and gives it back to you, your fingers brushing. He stands infront of you and you put the cigarette to your lips, reaching out for the lighter again. He stops you, simply and quick with a 'let me'. He put his hand around the cigarette, turning it upwards, making it straighter. Your teeth clamps down immediately at it, not letting it go, not letting it leave your mouth. He puts the matches onto the cigarette and the lighter's light flickers and for a moment the only thing you see is Eddie.

Eddie, with his curly long hair that falls way too often into his eyes. Eddie, with his self-made jeansjacket and patches of bands on his pants. Eddie, who is now staring at you with a focused look- trying to light the cigarette up. Eddie who, with the shadows around him, standing in the shadow of the old factory, looks like a villain from a superherocomic. (When Eddie said he knew a spot you hadn't expected it to be the ruin of an industry). Eddie, who stands close, close to you, you feel the warmth of him body cluster onto yours.

"Its wet," he simply says and you nod at him. The "of course its wet, it has been on the ground, everything is wet right now" from you gets unsaid. The things this man makes you do. He fishes up a new one, it shines orange and small in the grey afternoon, from the packet he keeps in his shoes. You let the wet cigarette fall from your teeth onto the wet ground, the wet leaves and you stomp on it, presses it down, down to the ground with your boot. He hands you the new one and you take it, your fingers slightly brushing against eachother. Puts in your mouth, gestures for the lighter and he hands you it. You grab the lighter, clicks on the button over and over again but it doesn't light.

"It doesn't light," You say, complaining and scoffing.

"Lemme try." He says and you passes him it. You're standing close, close, you feel his breath on your cheek, you feel the warmth of his body onto yours. The warmth of his fingers on your cheekbone as he holds you into place, the cold of his rings. The lighter coughs and flickers before finally, finally, lighting in a stable light so your cigarette can be lit. It lights up and you inhale the smoke from it, taking it out, blowing it out.

"There," he says and steps back. You chuckle.

"It likes you more than me." You say, newlit cigarette in your hand, wet leaves and mud around your feet and an Eddie Munson close to your body.

He smiles. "Well it is mine, after all, so-"

"I bought it for you!" You had, infact, bought it for him. But he was with you when you chose it, saying yes to the good ones and no to the bad ones. You had scoffed that entire afternon. It ended with a darkgreen one. He had picked it out, a belated birthday present, but you had bought it. Taken it up from the plastic bag as soon as you got out from the store and passed it to him with a 'happy birthday eds'. He had smiled that cheeky tilted smile, slid it down in his pocket and said 'thanks man'.

It's a grin now, on his face. That tilted, cheeky one that makes you go apeshit when you're mad. He shrughs. "Tough luck?"

You laugh.

(He warms your hands on the bus home, warm hands against cold. He calls you a fridge and you laugh and say "if I'm a fridge then you're a radiator goddammit". He chuckles and you lean against him, head against shoulder and plays with his hair- curling it up in your fist and uncurling it again. He let's you do it, with a smile and closed eyes, his head against yours, and you watch the orange leaves, the wet ground and the dead trees of the outside pass you by as the bus drives on)

[hydrate-or-diedrate]

Day 11 of reading homestuck wahoo yippee

Just for fun, I did some doodles during class uwu

Karkat is literally the crybabyest of all the characters so far its adorable. Hes cried like 3 or 4 times now I think and the only other character to have cried on screen did it once lol. Too many feelings for his liddol body so he gets rid of them by yelling <3

My friend was making fun of me earlier because she witnessed me getting a new blorbo in real time x)

Anyway onto reading

Ughhhhhh hi Scratch

Is this scratched CD gag Andrew's way of saying act 5 act 2 was going on for too long/he got tired of writing it normally, or is this concept plot important lol

Not to be a Vriska hater but YEAH TEREZI BEAT HER UP

This truly is fuckin kill murder dead town right now

Goddammit Terezi, I believed in you. I still love and adore you but 😔

And then Rose is trying to take out Jack which I assume will not go well

Scratch what the hell does "8^y" mean? 8 to the power of y, with y being a variable? Or is it just a silly little face? TF

Shut the fuck up Scratch, John's jokes are great

NO SCRATCH YOU DONT GET TO CASUALLY GLOSS OVER THE TROLL'S HIDEOUT BEING DESTROYED I NEED TO MOURN THEM

I LITERALLY JUST GOT THOSE BLORBOS, DAMMIT 😭

Oh okay, so it's 8^y is just 8⁸..?

Woah okay that's quite a few sparkles. Idk man, gotta be at least 12

Okay Vriska go off, get his ass

Okay Scratch it seems you might be suggesting that this (the timeline in which half my blorbos killed either themselves or eachother) is not the alpha timeline

YEAH TEREZI I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT

AJJDGDJKDV KARKAT JUST IN THE BACKGROUND SCARED SHITLESS

Nice dress, Kanaya

GO AWAY GAMZEE

Yeah yeah we get it you're a God or whatever

Vriska stop being so desperate omg

SLICK FFS

Okay Scratch I can respect the beatdown

Hoooooooh boy, hi Karkat :(

And bye bye Gamzee, I see that blood on Karkat's face

Okay so Rose stole the suicide mission, so I'm assuming she's confirmed dead until proven otherwise

Oh? Or not?

Okay, John giving Vriska(dead) a tour is kinda cute

Oh? New denizens lore?

Okay wow there's a lot of these scrapbook pictures to look through

DAVE YOU FUCKHEAD YOU PROMISED

Aww, it's the John that died at the denizen

Dead John talked to Typheus? 👀👀👀

Oh I don't like this hopping around

Uh oh y'all, CueBall is in the backrooms

Wow (past) Gamzee just casually suggesting making out like that's not a big thing for (past) Tavros

Karkat is so mean to himself, poor guy :(

Oh gosh fucked up Gamzee is back

Okay Gamzee so are you saying it's actually YOUR fault?

Okay and now ancestor lore? I really need to make a new reblog before I manage to lose all the stuff I already typed

[vegalocity]

Hey if you are still taking prompts, love confession 9 for either dragonfruit or chimera?

Love meme

9.“I really, really like your stupid face.”

Ah hell yeah i never get to write for Dragonfruit

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Long Xiaojiao was in the middle of a predicament.

Said predicament had long hair the same color as roses, eyes a shade darker than amber, and a temper that put Pigsy’s to shame.

After his aid with the Lady Bone Demon Red Son had taken to hanging out with her and Xiaotian more. And she couldn’t get the fire demon out of her fucking head. It was like she was going crazy! She’d heard him laugh once, not his usual evil cackle, but a small quiet almost unaware he was even laughing chuckle and now it was ringing in her ears every time she tried to fall asleep! Those biceps from years of working on his machines straining against his jacket and those few times he’d take it OFF and she could SEE them? If Xiaotian hadn’t been there to snap her out of it she would have kept staring until he’d seen her.

They had a beach adventure planned soon and if Red Son came in swim trunks and nothing else she wasn’t sure if she was gonna survive seeing him shirtless.

But she didn’t just find him hot and would very much like him to rail her! (though she did, want him to rail her that is) it was other stuff too! Now that they were his friends, she got to experience what Red Son caring about someone was like and like… it was a lot. It was a lot of him offering to upgrade your tech for you and she should find that annoying since she was more than capable of keeping her bike in pristine condition herself, but he’d always ask in such sincere ways that it could only be sweet. And when he was aware that that wasn’t an option he was ALWAYS offering to do things for her. ‘Allow me’ or ‘I can get that for you’ and never in a condescending way, only ever in a ‘i want to’ type way. And it made her heart flutter.

And beyond that it was fun to press his buttons and watch him splutter, he was strikingly funny when the mood took him to be, and when someone called out that he cared about something his face would turn the cutest shade of pink before he started huffing and puffing about how whatever he was accused of caring about was nothing but lies. He had this little face he would make when he was sincerely upset though, not the anger, but truly hurt, and… it made her want to wrap him up in a blanket, play an old favourite movie in the background and kiss that sad little look right off of his face.

Goddammit she’d fallen in love with Red Son.

Ugh! It was so ANNOYING! She HATED how this had ended up! She wasn’t supposed to get FEELINGS for him! She couldn’t get feelings for a friend! That always ruined things! There was a reason why her very (VERY) Brief crush on Xiaotian when they were very young was unspoken of and she got over it with him none the wiser. She couldn’t bear to lose her friend over something stupid like a crush.

And she couldn’t bear to lose Red Son either.

Sure, she could walk up to him, and shoot a shot. She could grab him by the cheeks and say ‘Hey! I really really like your stupid face!’ and then kiss the daylights out of him, see if she’d been right to hope for the best but risk everything with him over it. But why would she? Why would she trade in the hours of bad karaoke, the countless coins spent lost in the arcade, and the easy chats over wrenches and grease stains as they both fixed up their motorcycles, just for the hope of a kiss? A gentle touch? A whispered word of affection?

‘I find myself quite besotted with you as well Dragon-horse Girl.’

The thought made her heart pound in her chest, desire and dread fighting eachother for primary billing and making her weak in the knees.

But she was Long Xiaojiao, she wasn’t the kind who could ever let those fantasies be known, not the kind to ever let that shake her. She could still look Red Son in the eye and smile a carefree smile. Even if her heart raced when he placed a hand on her shoulder or leaned in close to see something better and let her smell that warm toasty campfire smell that followed wherever he went.

And then he turned up at her apartment with a bouquet.

“I spoke with the Noo- uhm, with Xiaotian, and he insisted that I wasn’t being obvious enough. But when I suggested kidnapping you he claimed people don’t do that anymore and you’d get the wrong idea so…” he cleared his throat and couldn’t look at her. “Would you… like me to court you?”

Oh…

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[hello-yue-here]

Jetko?

YESSSSS.

jetko my beloved.

out of all my atla ships i think these two have the most to overcome in order to be together. Zuko, who although only did these things because he was a misguided and abused kid who didnt know anything other than than the propoganda he was taught, was an imperialist and literally burned down at least one village. he upheld fire nation views all throughout book one and his actions did a lot of harm to the world. so out of all the issues jetko has working against him, fixing his past actions and unlearning propoganda is def at the top of the list. the fire nation hurt jet big time, and thats a HUGE obstacle for them to over come. Jet on the other hand has to work on channelling his outrage towards the fire nation and dealing with his own trauma in a way that doesnt involve... ‘harming’ civillians for lack of a better word. he was traumatized and was forced to be an adult and look after a boatload of children way too young. he didnt know any better so its understandable why he did what he did. theyre both teenagers. they are both children. neither of them really knew any better and they both need to learn and overcome these obstacles. and it kind of seems impossible to some people because many people believe that jet was hurt too much by the fire nation to ever forgive zuko and (my least favorite take) jet is racist towards fire nation citizens (FUCK OFF. LITERALLY FUCK OFF ppl who call jet racist piss me off so much. he was oppressed by the fire nation and fought for justice against them. the fire nation were literally oppressing p much everyone in the entire world. racist jet is the DUMBEST take right alongside homophobic katara. i will tolerate none of this jet slander in my blog. i love him alright?)

i got a lil sidetracked. where was i.

RIGHT. ppl who dont like jetko sometimes think that these afformentioned issue would hold them bsck from ever being a good couple and to that i say: haha no.

these two are two of the most stubborn characters in atla. they are the most determined characters and most proactive when it comes to getting what they want. they never give up. and when it comes to eachother? if they wanna be with each other than goddammit they will make it work. i hc them as having a rocky start. maybe being on again off again for a lil bit while theyre still growing and sorting themselves out and finding themselves as people. and yeah zuko being fire nation and jet being hurt by the fire nation is gonna be an issue, but i truly believe that they can overcome it solely based on how passionate and determined they both as as characters.

theyre very similar in the sense that they seek justice and fairness in the world. theyve both been traumatized by the fire nation (granted in very very very different ways) but i think they can grow and heal together.

and i think they can also just be themselves with one another too. when they first met jet bonded with zuko immediately because he could tell he was an outcast and they worked together so fucking well they knew what each other was thinking. they see eachother. and they understand each other.

i think they have such good potential and when written in a well thought out way they are one of the most amazing dynamics.

however. one of the WORST THINGS about the way jetko is written sometimes is the toxic ex jet trope (hello zukka nation i am talking primarily to you because this is where i see it the most because zukka is my top ship but lordy lordy do it got some issues. i love zukka but omg is toxic ex jet a problem here)

jet is not fucking abusive. lets get that straight. just because he fought zuko in ba sing se for (CORRECTLY) assuming he was a firebender (yeah he probs shouldnt have attacked him with swords in a public setting but also: he was traumatized and lied to and hes an impulsive teenage boy. that doesnt excuse the fact that yes jet also did some shitty things but like,,, it explains it. remember kids its good to critique your fav characters and you dont have to agree with me with anything i say this is all just my opinion) jet is not abusive, and using him to write toxic jetko fics or toxic past jetko is not only incredibly insulting to jet and the ship as a whole, but it often is used to reduce zuko to a little uwu-protect-me-im-soft-and-weak-and-cant-fight-for-myself boy. zuko is not that. not at all. ive said it once and i will say it again: the infantilization of zuko as an asian man is a racist take and we need to address it.

if you wanna make jet and zuko have a messy breakup for your fic GO FOR IT. i have no issue with that. but if the only way you can create the messy break up is by making jet an abusive asshole (sometimes even a rapist which WHAT THE FUCK??? why. just. why. what about jet would make you think ‘oh this guys a rapist’ literally goodbye. ppl r weird for that) than maybe you shouldnt be writing past jetko.

sorry for that messy rant oops

back to whag i like about them :) ending on a positive note because they deserve it

i believe that while they would probs have issues as teenagers, i think once they were older and reconnected and like, fully know who they are. they would be GREAT. their communication as seen on the boat was top tier and this would translate so fuckin well into a relationship.

i love jetko and i think jet gets too much hate from the fandom sometimes.

[theyreonlynoodlesmike]

Poly!Lost Boys x Fem!S/O Jealous of Guy Best Friend

This was requested!! Sorry for turning off my asks I hadn’t even realized I’d done it until I started getting a lot of submissions instead lmao

“Hi are you still doing requests? I’m a little late to the game but I was wondering if you are doing requests if you could do the boys getting jealous of their partners best guy friend or one of the boys? Thank you 😊” -Anon

I’m gonna do the boys getting jealous of their guy best friend because I highly doubt that the boys would get jealous of eachother. Warning! This is NSFW at some points!! I hope you enjoy!!!!!

The boys trusted you. They really did. They just didn’t trust him.

He was always just a little bit too touchy with you. He’d give you too many hugs, compliment you just slightly too much, and sometimes even kiss your cheek. Of course, the boys each had something separate that set them off

David would practically lose his mind whenever you would choose to spend a night with him. Alone. He didn’t even have to say anything, as his silence and his eyes would speak volumes. He’d give you a look, and you’d know exactly what he was thinking. How could you choose him over us? No matter how many times you assured him that he didn’t see you that way, David wouldn’t let it go. You were gorgeous, naive, and his. He didn’t like it when others got to play with what was his, besides his boys. Technically, he saw all of you as his so it didn’t really matter. But that wasn’t the point. He’d look at you and he’d just utter, “No.” As if that was final.

The only arguments you ever got into with David were always about him. He’d tell you that you couldn’t hang out with him, and it’d set you off each time. You would remind him that you were your own person, not a pet. He wasn’t your sire, and you didn’t have to listen to him. He’d send you an icy glare, click his jaw, and one of the others would have to step in before a screaming match ensued. You knew he was just protective, and he didn’t want him to hurt you, or, god forbid, try anything when you two got wasted. You’d make up by promising him a night just between the two of you, and he’d begrudgingly promise not to spend the entire night tailing you. He’d drop you off wherever you two were going for the night, and say something purposely threatening like, “You better get her home in one piece.” And your friend would lift his eyebrows at you each time. The boys would tell you if he actually kept his word or not, and he usually did. If he did, you’d keep up your end of the bargain too. He’d suck hickeys into your neck so dark that they were nearly purple, and he’d spend the entire night reminding you that you were his. He’d make you beg for it, scream for him, and maybe even cry. He’d tie you up, and wouldn’t let you lay a single hand on him. He wanted to be in control, and he wanted you to submit. As soon as you two were finished, he’d hold you close and kiss you wherever his mouth could reach, whispering how much you meant to him and how he just didn’t want to lose you to someone else

The thing that set off Paul was how much your best friend could get you to laugh. He loved to make you laugh, and he liked to think that you liked his jokes best. But your best friend knew how to make you laugh so hard you snorted, and every time Pauls chipper demeanor would slip away. It was a rare occasion where he’d actually frown, but he’d never say anything to you or to your friend. He’d just act like a pouty child when you got back to the cave. He’d storm away from you, refuse to give you kisses, and go as far as turning away from you whenever you tried to talk to him. When you finally got him to stop ignoring you, he’d whine, “Why don’t you ever laugh like that with me? Do you actually think I’m funny? Have you been faking it the entire time?”

You knew that when it came to Paul it was mostly just his own insecurity. He didn’t actually dislike your best friend, and, in fact, he was actually the nicest to him. He just couldn’t understand that your best friend had known you since you were little. Paul was a decade behind him in inside jokes, and it wasn’t his fault that you two had history. You’d assure him that yes, you thought he was funny and no, you weren’t faking it. You’d pepper his cheeks with kisses until he finally pulled you in for a heated makeout session. It would usually turn into him tickling you until you practically squealed with laughter, and he wouldn’t stop until you said he was funnier. Afterwards, he’d kiss you again and you two would have round after round of makeup sex. He’d make you giggle the entire time, muttering dirty innuendos and jokes into your ear. He’d smile so bright it nearly rivaled the sun whenever he got you to laugh, and you’d have to pull him down for a sloppy kiss so he would actually focus on the task at hand. You two wouldn’t stop until dawn came, and Paul would still be hesitant to leave your bed. You’d remind him that the sun could quite literally burst him into flames, and he’d groan and stomp back into their part of the cave. He’d be back the next night ready to tickle you awake

Marko tried to be nice. He really did. But everything he said to the boy ended up coming out just a little too harsh. Like he was trying to creep him out.Marko was a pretty affectionate guy. He considered himself the king of PDA, so every time your best friend would touch you he’d see red. He’d control himself if it was just a quick hug, but if he threw an arm over your shoulder? Held one of your hands? Kissed your cheek? He’d freak. It didn’t help that he was the biggest fighter of the group, and Paul would have to grab him by the back of his jacket before he could beat him into a pulp. Every single time. When he kissed your cheek, Paul had to drag him halfway down the boardwalk because that dude was just asking to get drained goddammit. 

It didn’t help that you’d glare at him, and he’d give you a look so angry you thought you could see his irises start to turn yellow. When you got back to the cave, the others knew not to even try to get in-between you two. Even David. Marko would grab you, drag you to your bed, and fuck you so hard you’d still have a limp the next time you saw your friend. He was usually pretty wild, but he was only really rough when he was jealous. He’d leave bruises wherever his hands would grab, growl, and snap his fangs at you. He’d let go and let the monster inside him come out to play. You loved it, as it was the only time the boys really showed just how strong they actually were. Of course, he never used his full strength on you, but you couldn’t really tell. He’d drink from you every single time, and he’d bite your shoulder so he wouldn’t end up damaging anything important in his frenzy. Afterwards, he’d be softer than ever, hold you in his arms for hours, and smother you with affection

Dwayne was the hardest to make jealous. He trusted you, and he knew nothing would ever happen between you and your friend. He knew you were as hooked on them as they were on you. The only thing that would ever make him truly jealous was if he thought your friend had a crush on you. And he definitely wouldn’t, would he? Dwayne didn’t pay much attention to him, but he was nice to him when he was. Until one time he saw the way he looked at you when you weren’t paying attention. He saw the look in his eyes, and suddenly Dwayne wasn’t nearly as trusting. He tried to talk to you about it. When you told him there was definitely nothing to worry about because he definitely didn’t have a crush on you, Dwayne realized he had to take matters into his own hands. 

From that night on, his arm way around you every single time your friend was around. He would not-so-subtly stare him down, and he’d be more touchier than usual with you. Wrap his arms around you, or stick his hand in your back pocket. Whatever showed him that you were theirs. And you were definitely not up for grabs. He’d even pull you in for longer than necessary kisses, and would send him a glare the moment you two parted. While you didn’t appreciate how he was treating your friend, you had to admit you didn’t mind the change. Dwayne was never really openly affectionate, even when you were alone. The drastic change was welcomed. He’d take his time with you when you got back to the cave, kissing almost every party of you and just reminding you why you should want him instead. He focused nearly entirely on you, and he didn’t stop until you were a trembling wreck in his arms. He’d hold you in his arms as he calmed you down, and would whisper sweet nothings in your ear until you fell asleep.

[lady-ragnvindr]

OKAY OKAY SO LEMME JUST RANT???/QUENCH MY THIRST OR SUM LIKE

OKAY OKAY SO WE GOT PYRO DADDY DILUC AND GEO DADDY ZHONGLI

PEOPLE PEOPLE LISTEN UP, IMAGINE HAVING BOTH OF THEM AS YOUR BOYTOY AND STUFF BOTH OF THEM ARE SO OBEDIENT AND WILL LISTEN TO YOUR FUCKING COMMANDS REALLY NO HESITATION

BUT FR IF YOU BOTH HAVE THEM WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER YOU GET TO HAVE ZHONGLIS ASS CHEEKS, DILUCS FUCKIN THIGHS

BITCH THEY'RE BOTH HOT MEN DOM THEM REAL HARD AND Y'ALL GET TO SEE THE OTHER SIDE OF THEM RATHER THAN THE GENTLEMANLY FACADE THEY WEAR TO THE PUBLIC

JUST... JAKFKTKVKFKVKGKGGKFKDKDKFKFK

MAKE THEM KNOW WHO BELONG TO GODDAMMIT RAWR I'M GOING FERAL

But in all seriousness, it's kinda obvi that I highkey ship zhongluc. (zhongli x diluc)

Cos like, the dragon phoenix dynamic, they both lost someone important to them they can literally relate to each other like talk over their problems and comfort one another and be there for eachother like AHDODKFKF THEY ARE LIKE AN ELDERLY COUPLE AND I LIVE FOR THAT SHIT

But, imagine being in poly relationship with them-

Let's scoot over the horniness shall we?

Let's be soft bitches.

Diluc is touch starved. Zhongli is somewhat touch starved? (homeboy has been living in this world for thousand of years and lost guizhong, mans gotta find some love ya know?)

Huge motherfucking cuddle pile.

Y'all are gonna be smothered by two soft bois

Ofc behind close doors, this is only reserved for you and their eyes only uwu 💗

But yeah, please for fucks sake love them, cherish them, tell them they are worthy and deserve all the love in this world

Okay yeah that's enough time to go back to angst it's obvious that I'm not OK HAJDJDKFKFKGGM

-🍷

BROOOO THIS IS WHY I WANT ZHONGLI IN MY TEAM XCCCCCC

LIKE I WANNA HAVE BOTH OF MY FAVORITE HUSBANDOS IN ONE TEAM SO I COULD ADMIRE THEM BOTH WAAAAHHHHHHH

Honestly, you are right-- those two would kiss the very ground you walk on and thats on being fucking loyal to you. I just know those two would never ever betray you or leave you. And thats on gentleman and touch starved man they are.

[jrwiyuri]

Oh! While I'm still spamming questions! Free dynamics?? I don't rlly care who their between I just want content™

Oh? Did I hear dadschlatt?! No? Too bad!!

Fundy and Schlatt- a great father son dynamic.

Schlatt is very openly affectionate to him and is very pround of him (or as affection as Schlatt can be with anybody lol).

He teaches Fundy all of the great scamming techniques he knows and Fundy teaches him about basic Minecraft mechanics like what an ender chest is.

There is still sometimes very awkward tension between them, but overall very good :)

Schlatt & Tubbo - Sweet hero + pessimistic redeemed villain but make it father son.

Schlatt and tubbo avoided eachother for a long time, before one day Schlatt randomly came over to pogtopia.

He apologized, saying how it wasn’t fair for him to be executed. “I mean- your a goddammit child for Christ’s sake!”

Now- Tubbo is determined to make Schlatt see that he can be a good person, and Schlatt is stubbornly refusing to- but failing.

Besides that dynamic, they’re again a very affectionate dynamic- although Schlatt is often confused on how to give proper compliments to the..strange things Tubbo does. Also he was very freaked out when he first encountered “big law”. He benthskky got used to his different..characters? He isn’t sure- but he just plays along..

Tommy and Schlatt - gRRRrR we hate eachother bht also :)

Tommy also takes the lead on things, which Schlatt hates because why should he follow orders form some kid? yeah they fight a lot because of that-

Very competitive and loud. They hate each others guts. Tommy hates that they have to ‘work with a villain’ and Schlatt points out that he can just leave- to which Tommy begs him not to because he’s their only option.

Sometimes though, usually at the end of the day before Tommy has to go back, they just chill and make jokes n shit. Have a good time yknow? Schlatt teaches him how to get “more bitches”, Tommy appricates it.

aLSO other ones that is just *chefs kiss*

Niki and Fundy!!! - no name just :))

Niki and Fundy often just have nice conversations together. The first time they talked again Fundy profusely apologized for burning down nikis flag and helped rebuild it. Niki understood and said he didn’t have too, but she did appreciate the extra help.

During the time where Fundy was put under watch, Niki was the main support for Fundy. They often did things like baking and building to distract him. Niki got Fundy a parrot for when she couldn’t watch him, Fundy cried.

Dream and Fundy - Angst :)

Fundy isn’t really.. allowed to see Dream anymore. Like Eret, he’s banned from ever coming into L’Manburg.

They are both obviously devistated. Dream often holds the diamond Fundy gives him, simply looking at it. Fundy often walks to the rebuilt car from their date and just.. sits there for a while.

Fundy is often given gifts from Dream by Tommy, and he cherishes each one. He keeps all of them in his ender chest. He’s turned a small charm into a bracelet, and wears it all the time. Nobody’s allowed to touch it or Fundy will scratch them-

Dream and Tubbo - aH I just wanted to add Dream more-

Tubbo often does research on Dream for the whole dreamon situation. He’s also there for comfort for Fundy. It’s kind of..sad to see him so sad honestly- so Tubbo starts to do less research and more of just, hanging out. It cheers up Dream slightly.

Dream also sometimes give Tubbo things so he can bring it to Fundy. Tommy usually delivers them but he isn’t allowed near the dreamon research every since he locked Dream in a iron door room surrounded by obsidian :/

[bladexoxo]

Song fic Todoroki x female specific reader

(Using If I’m Lucky by State Champs also the fic is going to be a she/her focused fic so I’m sorry about that! The song is just ender specific so I am trying to fit that tone)

Hello sunshine what’s your name today?

Seeing her in our class was just something I never thought of. I knew she was capable even when we were kids but still..

I can’t stop looking at her during our training.. It made me lose focus...

Well you look so graceful but I'm not faithful Do you really want to be with me

She took my hand when I fell and I didn't know what to do so I got up and I walked away… After that I haven’t really spoken to her..

Hello summer or should I say goodbye

Now I see her walking around with all of our classmates. They all keep wanting to hang out this summer and all I want to do is apologize to her.. But with everyone around it’s getting harder to do..

Well it’s been so long but I’m still thinking if it’s worth another try

We were at a beach trying to get away and hopefully do some relaxing after all the events that had previously unfolded.. She was sitting there alone..

“(y/n) I’m sorry for what I did during school”

“Oh Shoto I didn’t see you there! Why are you apologising?”

Well I’ve got a lot to talk about if you still want to listen or if you even care

“I apologize if this offends you but I know you don’t like your father but why?” “You never talk about the things that you want to Shoto it’s always me so why?”

She was the first one that’s ever asked me these questions like this.. It’s only been a month since that day but we have been talking to each other non stop sometimes hanging out just the two of us. I am grateful that she wasn’t hurt by my actions at school and I am going to make a promise to never act that way towards her.. I ended up telling her almost everything but it's too early and as much as I want to.. I don’t want her to leave yet..

I’m just trying to find my place in this world and i know it’s not so right to feel this way about a girl

The beginning of the new school year we were living in dorms. It felt so odd to be this close to her.. This close to everyone but it seemed okay in a way we were going to have eachothers backs but at the same time i couldn’t be alone with her like we were.. I just felt her slipping away..

But if you stay or if you go, I’m right there with you But you know that I'm looking for more than a pretty smile And if I'm lucky you can stay for a while

But of course I was wrong about that, how could she? She had already decided for the both of us that we were going to have eachothers backs. Plus it seemed as though she liked being around me I don’t know why.. That’s what she told me when we were alone that one night just sitting on the steps outside of the dorms..

But if you stay or if you go, I'm just hanging on again

“Shoto I’m not just going to stand by and let you feel like this! Your dad almost died and you are sitting in your room upset! I will not leave you!” she just stood there crying and shouting in front of me as I sat on my bed. So I got up and hugged her...

“I’m alright..” I whispered as I pulled (y/n) tighter into my chest and rested my head on theirs “Why are you crying?” I felt them smile against me

“Because I was scared too you big dummy” She replied barely above a whisper.

“Thank you for being here” I told her..

Hello stranger, we haven't had a past Now I learned so much, so much that time's going by so fast

“Todoroki looks like you finally got your permit!” Kiminary said I got that he was joking but I didn’t feel in the mood for any of it..

“Can we not discuss this please?” I said in response. There was still some stuff to do like find an internship somewhere..

“Shoto!” But then (y/n) came into the common area. With that same smile on her face.. She ran straight to me and hugged me “congrats!” she said as she pulled away.. I wasn't able to hug her back but now thinking back on it I guess I was just too shocked..

“Hey (y/n) why you flying in here for just to give Todoroki here some loveeee” I turned my head away from them

<i>‘What does that idiot mean? He can’t just say that!’</i>

“Denki shut up!” (y/n) lightly nugged him. I don’t think she wanted anyone to notice but she was blushing too…

Hello beautiful, it's so obvious that you're hearing every word I said, you know, you know

Another night with us staying up sitting on the dorm stairs together I feel as though it just became a thing that we do now..

“(Y/n)..”

“What’s up Shoto?”

That I've got a lot to talk about

“My scar..”

I wanted to tell her everything from how my mom couldn’t stand to look at me because of him how my family has been so messed up and that my dad put her in the hospital. That I loved her..

If you still want to listen or if you even care

“Shoto you can talk to me.. Are you okay? What’s bringing this on all of a sudden?” she asked me worriedly. ‘How do you tell someone all the things that I am feeling? How do people deal with this? ‘

I'm just trying to find my place in this world

“(Y/n) I just want you to know everything because well I don’t know”

‘Goddammit Todoroki spit it out and tell her!’

And I know it's not so right to feel this way about a girl

“(y/n) can we just be like this for a while?” “I mean this is just hard to say..”

“Dammit Icyhot here I’ll do it for you since you are just too damn scared! He want’s to be in a relationship with you nerd it’s plain and simple fuck you guys are annoying” Bakugou yelled from the dorm entrance.

I turned around to see that almost the whole class was watching us.. Mainly the girls...

“Bakugou way to ruin the moment!” Toru yelled at him

“Yeah Bakugou couldn’t you have kept your mouth shut! Geez Todoriki was obviously just trying to figure out what to say to her!” Ururaka replied.

“Well if we’re being honest he did look like he needed a little help *ribbit*”

But if you stay or if you go I'm right there with you

“Well this is embarrassing” I sighed. Our class really can’t be helped though can they.

“You guys, why are you all standing there and watching us!!” (Y/N) yelled. You could see the blushing across her face even in the little light that we had.

“Oh come on we have been waiting for this for a year and a half now! Forgive us for wanting you guys to just say something to each other already!”

“Go to your rooms!” (Y/N) shouted at them. Her being this upset at them made me chuckle.

But you know that I'm looking for more than a pretty smile

“And what are you laughing at! Bakugou and everyone have been watching us for a year and a half and you're laughing?”

“You're just cute.” I said to her. A smile creeping on my face.

And if I'm lucky you can stay for a while

After that night I thought things would have changed between me and (Y/N) but they didn’t.. The next day I told her that everything Bakugou said was true and I really didn’t know what to do with that because he was right. I was being stupid and I should have just said it.

Looking back made me realize how ready I am..

But if you stay or if you go, I'm just hanging on again

“Shoto have you seen the box with all my books?”

“Did you check the second bedroom?” I asked her. She turned to me looking perplexed. I was putting our bed together at least trying to anyway..

“Why would they be there? She said with her hands on her hips

“I looked up at her and took her hand. “Shoto what’s-” “Oh shoto what why”

“You said someday you wanted a home office, well here you are. I built everything I just didn’t know where you wanted it so I thought I would leave that part up to you..” “Surprise?”

“Shoto!!” she said to me almost in tears.

“Hey now don’t cry!” I said wondering why she would start crying in the first place. Was she happy about the office? Was she upset?

“I’m so happy! Thank you for this! I love it” She said as she started to look around the room. “All my books are here! How did you have time to build all this??” She asked.

“Well” I started “I asked Midoriya, Bakugou and Kirishima to help. It was when you left for patrols..” I added.

She just looked at me and smiled. Right as the sun set shone into the room and there was this perfect glow around her. From that moment I knew that I wanted her to be with me forever..After all she was my home..

How I'd love to say, how I'd love to say

“(Y/n) there’s just so much..”

“What is it?”

That I'm so glad I've found my place in this world

We’ve been living together for a few years now.. I don’t think I have ever felt this happy in my life but here we are..

“(Y/n) I just..”

“Shoto what is it now come on!” “We’ve been together for how long now? and you are always the same” She said with a sigh and still with that same damn smile

And it's so right to feel this way about a girl

“Marry me”

But if you stay or if you go, I'm right there with you

“What?”

But you know that I'm looking for more than a pretty smile And if I'm lucky you can stay for a while

“Will you marry me?” I asked her more directly.

I didn’t know how else to ask her because we’ve been through so much together so with us sitting on the steps of our home looking at the stars it felt right.

But if you stay or if you go, I'm right there with you, right

“Shoto Todoroki!!” She said, turning to me with tears in her eyes  “Of course I will marry you, you big dummy!” she crashed into me using her full force we almost ended up on the ground. But of course it was just like her.

“Together forever.” I whispered into her hair.

I'm just trying to find my place in this world

She showed me that home was where the people we cared about were. Where our family was.

And I know it's not so right to feel this way about a girl

She taught me that it was okay to love others and that it was especially okay to love her.

But if you stay or if you go I'm right there with you

That no matter what our loved ones will stay with us

But you know that I'm looking for more than a pretty smile

Her heart is what led us to this (not just that smile even though that’s one of my favorite things about her)

And if I'm lucky you can stay for a while

“Forever!” she laughed “Shoto we will be together forever”

But if you stay or if you go, I'm hanging on I'm just, I'm just hanging on I'm just hanging on

“You ready for this?” asked Izuku

“Yes I think I’ve been ready for a while now..”

It was finally here.. As soon as those doors opened and revealed her.. She looked so beautiful in that dress with of course that smile.. Soon to be forever..

Hello sunshine

A/N I don’t know why I decided to write this but there it is

[cozmo-the-mighty-chinchilla]

As much as I stick to my stubborn unrealistic idea of Carl being immortal and never dying bc i love him and no one i love is allowed to die...

I also like hurting myself so think about how Leo and Carl had such a strained angry relationship, then Leo tries to fix his relationship with his father and work to have a better relationship with him. Now imagine, Carl dies right as Leo starts trying to get better. Think about how Leo would beat himself up for not trying to be closer to Carl sooner. Think about how Markus is at a loss for what to say to him. Think about how fucked up that'd be because Goddammit Leo only wanted to know his dad loved him and when he finally got that chance to really have a dad Carl dies because fuck happiness and now Leo's fucked up and sad again.

But happy bonus(???): Markus and Leo become closer and bond over their dad and learn to be good brothers to eachother and do their best to help one another.

[lovelydanx]

Man I really must say it’s the hardest fucken thing in the world to be without you! You’re forsure my fallen angel ! I don’t think that anybody knows exactly how I feel about you !

Growing up with you as my father, every single day , waken up to you tellen me “C’mon Dess, get up we gotta get this day going cmon man “

Or you telling me to do something stupid so I fall and make you laugh and then to hear that huge laugh and then you “Goddammit Destiny “ lol

Me and you had this amazing bond and I feel like absolutely nobody understand wat you meant to me !

Like honestly exactly how fucken important you were to me my entire life

Tbh sometimes I think that my grief for you goes beyond any of the kids , even Naythen . Why? Well Bc we knew eachother on a different level , you weren’t just my dad , you were my friend , my absolute ride or die !

You believed in me so much dude ! You pushed me to be a strong woman but along the way I fucked it all up!

Wen I was a baby some of my first memories are of me and you in the mobile home, and you singing Movkingbird to me to put me to sleep

I remember livin in the the condos in montebello Wen the whole family had condos there lol

I remember how much I used to love the way you always included me no matter wat! You never made me feel like a burden . Not only that but you took pride in me being your lil girl , I’d be rolling with you everywhere with you and your homies . Lol and then I’d start clowning on them and they’d get all hurt lol but you loved it so there I went talking shit just like you lol

I miss how you would get me ready in the morning before school , the way you’d brush my hair , and then pick out the flyest outfit for me 💜 and then you’d walk me to school and we would talk about anything and everything . Nothing was off limits !

I remember once you started talking about something I’d just be mesmerized by you and your entire personality just filled me with joy

In this picture we are celebrating your bday at the Montebello office you worked at . I remember going over there everyday day after school with you till you got off !

Lol you even set up a tv for me and the Xbox with mortal kombat so I wouldn’t bug you about leaving and also to keep me off MySpace hahaha

#PFN #LovelyViews #PaulNolasco #Kenoe #Happy

[stillfuckinbetterthanyou]

Rule Of Three

RULES: Choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions, then tag 10 people you want to know better.

Thank you very much for tagging, @soha-friend​!

Sounds like fun. It’s been a while I did one of these.

Three Fandoms:

Mortal Kombat 

Marvel Cinematic Universe

South Park

I am in too many fandoms, so I just choosed the first three that popped up my mind and I wached/played the last.

The First Character You Loved

Not gonna lie, it was Scorpion. As a kid I was so much into him.

Iron Man, of course. Still love him a lot.

Very very first would be Kenny McCormick. In Czech rep. they aired SP only to year 2004 and then stopped so I could see only the very first episodes/seasons. Obviously, I couldn’t speak english back there and I doubt it was online anyway.  However, there were only little of main and side characters offered back there. So naturally I loved Kenny. I mean, I liked the joke that he is immortal and felt bad that his friends never remember that he was dead.

The Character You Never Expected To Love So Much:

Honestly-- Sub Zero. As I said, as a kid Ioved Hanzo and it would be a sin to also like Sub Zero back there. :’D It was natural hatred but I grew up. I am a better person now.

The first one that popped up my head is Ant-man. Honestly, as everybody else I thought the movie is gonna be lame but then I could see quality in it and Scott’s character. I also appreciate the realistic scene “Look, man. I got a Masters in Electrical Engineering, alright? I’ll be fine.”

Hmm.. Butters Stotch. Definitely. Younger me just thought he is too naive and annoying but as I grew up I see the briliant side of his character. One of the best now.

The Character You Relate To The Most :

Relate? Wow, that’s hard. :’D 

At this one I have no idea, beause I don’t think I can relate to anyone.. Maybe you guys should tell me what do you think I am the most like. //I took like three quizzed and they said Kano, Sonya and Goro but we can’t trust the quizzes unless it’s buzzfeed, right? :’D

Hm... maybe? Not sure. It’s hard to say, I’d act differently if I had some crazy superpowers. But assuming I’d have the same abilities, I’d totally relate to Loki. I’d do the same bullshit as him yet I know my weak place would be in ppl I care about even though I never say it.

Craig Tucker I’d say.  We share a lot of personal traits, people already say that when we watch SP and I can’t say I disagree. Both ISTJs.

As for me, I would have chosen:

Everybody assumes this is meant in a romantic way, so let’s go with this...

I mean.. I am thinking too much logically about everything but.. I’d say Tomas Vrbada. We speak the same language, so no speaking barrier. Same nationality, so I assume somehow similar personality as well.. we’d be cool with eachother I guess. I’d love to have a drinking buddy for long free nights. Also we’d match with the hair-- oh hell yeah, I changed my hair color again, I am the silver fox now. Shoot.

Uhmmm...Dunno. Probably a human, so Peter Quill I guess. Or Kraglin, actually and ironically. He seems as clumsy as me and we’d choose the nice hats together. (I’d say Tony Stark but that is way outta my league. :’D Same with people with actual superpowers.) I have no idea. Again, you can help me out here and send an ask with your opinion.

Craig Tucker, once again. Personality traits and opinions shared. And I’d get along with his friends more than with someone from the original four’s group. And when I thought about it, there is no one else I’d really get along in closer meaning.

The Character You’d Slap :

Honestly, there are TOO many characters deserving a proper beat up but rn I’d go with Raiden. I was just thinking about him and his actions recently.

Captain America.. Just for lolz because he is not my favourite character, quite opposite actually.

Eric Cartman. ‘nuff said.

Three Favorite Characters (in order of preference):

Jesus this is hard af!

Kenshi Takehashi, Tomas Vrbada, Kano..

Iron Man, Deadpool, Black Panther (my very first childhood comic crush, lol)... I love LOT of characters, this is so hard goddammit. They are all on the same level, really. It’s impossible to choose three, so I went with the three that popped up my mind the first.

Craig Tucker, Kenny McCormmick anddd.... Eric Cartman I guess. You can’t judge me for the last one. I know he is the WORST character at the same time but I am sorry-- the show wouldn’t be the same without him and acknowledge all his nasty terrible habbits and flaws but thanks to him the show is what it is. At least the first few seasons.  HATE ME FOR THIS UNPOPULAR OPINION.

Character You Liked At First, But Don’t Like Anymore:

Kung Lao I’d say.. I didn’t like some of his latest actions. Idk. Can’t REALLY think of anyone rn.

Black Widow. I dunno she got annoying over the years.

Hmmm... Wendy Testaburger.. No further explanation.

A Character You Didn’t Like At First But Do Now:

Bi-Han. No logical explanation, dunno as a kid I was weird.

I will go with Thor. I actually didn’t really like him as a character at first but as the more movies were filmed, I started to enjoy him.

Hah, Clyde Donovan. I wasn’t really seen in the early seasons and the younger me didn’t like him. But same case as with Butters-- I grew up and realized the joke of his character.

Three OTPs:

I am not really into pairings.. but I guess I can try..

I really like the canon that is Takeda and Jacqui. I also like Sub-zero (both) and Smoke dynamics.

Uh. well... I guess Star-lord and Gamora are alright! And I appreciate they got Wanda and Vision together, just as in the comics! //And Valkyrie and her girlfriend, it was a sad scene actually.

No, no, I dunno if  can do SP pairings.. I’d go with the canon as well if it wasn’t TOO overrated and annoying by now. I liked Kyle and David moments, tho.

I didn’t read the questions first so with SP fandom it might be a little weird but I ain’t gonna re-do it now... I apologize in advantage before someone will diss me for this.

As always I won’t tag anyone particular, so feel free to fill it up for fun and don’t forget to tag me in it! c:

[lollytea]

In the Miraculous AU, how would the Glaciator conlict have happened? Sorry, I just love this AU.

That’s okay, I do too!

Okay so I never did get around to watching that episode in English. Only unsubbed in French, so a few details here might be off but lets give it a shot.

So the main dilemma in the actual ep was Marinette and how she feels about what she thinks are two different people. But Branch knows there’s only one girl to be thinking about here, so the dilemma changes a bit. Instead, its a little more about his identity. He does struggle with it in this AU and having someone in love with the version of himself that he doesn’t believe is real, tends to get to him.

So it starts off the usual. Guy dragged Branch out to hang out with Suki and the twins and Poppy (well, at least he PROMISED Poppy would be there.) But when she didn’t show up, the other kids just shrugged it off. They were a little disappointed but it’s fine, she’s a busy teen star after all. They also didn’t notice Branch was a little more grouchy than usual as they didn’t really expect him to care. He’s Branch, he barely talks to Poppy, leading some of them to assume he doesn’t like her all that much.

But the thing is Branch has been TRYING. Like holding conversations with her as a civilian is hard but holding up the distance is exhausting. It’s been months since he became Ladybug and he’s changed a lot as a person. He’s decided he genuinely wants to be friends with her as Branch as well as Ladybug.

But his progress? Not so great. But that’s why today was so important. He swears he was gonna make progress today but she didn’t show up. And while the others are just assuming she’s busy, he cant really shake the feeling that she doesn’t wanna hang around someone that she thinks doesn’t like her. She’s not here and it’s his own damn fault. He should have been nicer to her when he had the chance but noooo he had to be a little bitch about it. So yeah, with no Poppy to distract him and just left to wonder why, he starts overthinking a bit and leading himself to the most pessimistic conclusions possible, all while getting outwardly crankier by the minute.

Meanwhile, Chatte’s setting up her whole lovely candle display as she gets ready to meet Ladybug for Night Patrol. Not particularly busy, she just forgot. She’s got a lot on her mind. Poppy has decided she’s gonna make progress with Ladybug tonight. She knows the constant flirting thing is seen as a bit of a joke to him but by God, its the only way she knows how to go about this! So in hopes that he MIGHT get the hint if she goes a little further, she’s planning out their evening to have a far more romantic atmosphere. She googled it. Candles are super effective.

Branch is definitely a lot more harsh on the ice cream man than Marinette was, just cuz he’s a lot more prone to outbursts. Plus if you keep trying his patience with a concept as ridiculous as “magic” ice cream to someone as logical as himself while he’s already in enough of a bad mood, the boy is gonna snap. He storms off, leaving the ice cream man devastated and Guy wondering why its so hard to get this poor kid to have fun with them. Branch feels he can skip this one night of patrol. The last thing he wants right now is Poppy flirting with him, totally oblivious to the fact that he has his head wrecked over her and his own stupid identity.

Poppy’s crushed that he didn’t show up, of course and it gets her thinking. Leaping across building roofs to pass the time, she starts assuming that he’s never gonna be interested in her. She does act awful silly as Chatte Noir and maybe he’d prefer someone who takes herself more seriously. But she cant do that. She wouldn’t be happy if she were to fake it for him. It’s fully possible that maybe theyre just not compatible. Maybe that’s the truth she’s been overlooking this whole time.

This is when she spots Branch on his balcony, trying and failing to get his math homework done before he gives up, looking more tired and frustrated than usual. Of course, Chatte’s curious and really doesn’t care to see anyone sad, even someone she suspects dislikes her. She hops down to greet him but all she does is cause the kid to nearly jump out of his skin in shock. But once he calms down, he acts surprisingly chilly towards her. Odd, considering EVERYONE looks to Ladybug and Chatte Noir with nothing but admiration. But then again, she did just leap over his railing, uninvited at god knows what time of night.

But as the minutes pass, they start to talk. Branch is too annoyed with today’s events to put his walls up. He even forgets that he’s supposed to be nervous when talking to her as a civilian. He cant really let out all this steam to Poppy in particular but he does gradually start to rant about how hard being approachable is. He says straight up that he’s kinda an asshole sometimes and he doesn’t mean to be. He’s TRYING goddammit. He’s too fed up to realize that speaking to Poppy as a civilian is what he’s been meaning to do all day and he’s finally getting it.

She starts talking about her failure of a night and swinging her legs over the balcony, confides in him that she really does love Ladybug and doesn’t know what to do about it. That’s where the conversation falls away because Branch cant continue it. He’s too stunned to do so.

She takes him to see her candlelit setup and while he barely says another word to her as Branch that night, he offers a smile to signal that he’s beyond impressed. But damn he’s feeling guilty. So, so guilt about so many different things.

The akuma hits and Chatte returns Branch to safety and hurries off, only for him to swing after her, decked in his spots just seconds later. She’s not as delighted to see Ladybug as she usually is. A touch bitter actually and he can only shrug because yeah, he gets it. And of course he pulls the “We’re a couple!” thing to prevent Glaciator from harming them but she’s a little less pleased to go along with it this time. But as theyre back in eachothers company, working together as they always do, Poppy eases up a bit and cheerily plays along with the act.

Once the akuma is purified, the two of them have their talk on the roof. Branch is still feeling beyond guilty about this. She loves him but she really shouldn’t. In his own mind, he’s deceived her. Ladybug is not real but he doesn’t know how to tell her that. And as if he wasn’t telling enough lies already, he adds another to the pile. Branch rejects Poppy under the excuse that he’s interested in somebody else.

She nods, internally confirming her suspicion. Ladybug wouldn’t want someone as silly as Chatte Noir as anything less than a friend. She can understand that. But he’s still one of her best friends in the world and she loves him to bits. She tells him that and he says the same thing in return. Poppy seals a very uncertain period of their relationship with a soft kiss to his cheek and she’s gone. Branch is left on the rooftop, feeling a million things at once but he cant for the life of him, decide if he’s happy or sad.

But Poppy has someone she knows for a fact loves her as a friend. Ladybug is most definitely her friend and she couldn’t be more delighted.

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reddie : songs of the summer part 1

dt @eddiesbullshitgazebos , i love you so much babygirl, thank you so much for your amazing ideas & beautiful heart, i’m forever greatful for you. && @witchywolfhard because babygirl is a FAVE mutual, i love you so much, thanks for being my friend❤️ && @denbrough-s for being the sweetest ever

modern!reddie because i really wanted to use she will be loved okok

•••

richie tozier had grown to love singing over the years. any song he could remember, whatever came to his head, he would sing it.

it started when he was relatively small. he would hide away in his room, hide away from his mother’s hurtful, drunken tongue, & sing some tune or another. anything he could to distract himself from her ever-so-often breakdowns.

he sang when he was alone, he sang when he was tired. his favorite place to sing was on his rickety old bike, the wind blowing through his hair as he belted some song or another.

although, he never sang in company, in fear of being made fun of. he had never really paid much attention to how he sounded when the words left his throat, instead focusing on the song itself. he subconciously held the idea that his voice was terrible, & that his voice was something he should keep to himself.

that was until one classic summer afternoon, the sun setting just below the crest of the trees in richie’s backyard. he had started to sing softly as he folded his clothes. the nirvana song had been stuck in his mind for weeks, & he simply couldn’t forget the chorus.

“i like it, i’m not gonna crack, i miss you, i’m not gonna crack, i love you, i’m not gonna crack, i’d kill you, i’m not gonna-“

suddenly, there is a hand on richie’s right shoulder, & his ears burn from embarrassment. he’s so horrified, too horrified, that someone else had heard him to turn around.

“you’re really good,” the voice speaks, & richie’s throat burns as he recognizes beverly marsh’s voice. the curly-haired boy turns, bringing a hand to the back of his neck.

“like.. really good.”

“ya think so?” richie’s cheeks burn a slight pink, something beverly had never seen from the male. the girl sits down, knees knocking into his as she sat in front of him, a wicked smile playing across her face.

her hands play with eachother when she nods. “i can give ya some lessons, y’know?” beverly proposes, arching an eyebrow. “before my mom moved away... she used to sing a ton.”

“alright molly ringwald, it’s not that serious,” he rolls his eyes, standing up. “i would... like that though.”

beverly’s eyes brightened, standing imeadiately. “well, come on tozier!” she shouts, plopping herself on the bed. “sing me something!”

•••

eddie kaspbrak had nightmares often. he delt with them on his own. he wasn’t a weak boy by any means, but sometimes, the dreams seemed all too real.

this one, he awoke with sweat breaking down his back, his once red shirt turned a dark brown against his back. his hair stuck to his forehead, & he instantly felt the urge to take a shower. he got up to do just that, but it was then he glanced to the clock. 2:30 in the morning.

far too late for his shower, he thought, his mother would definitely have questions. she’d interrogate the poor kid, accuse him of having a fever, & shuffle him off to the nearest emergency room as quick as possible.

a bad dream was still a bad dream, & sometimes, they were hard to deal with when you were alone. he tried to close his eyes, tried to think of something else... but all he could think of was that damn nightmare, &...

richie.

he reached for the telephone beside his bed, lurching it beneath the covers, in fear his mother would walk in & catch him on it. he feared that calling him this late in the night would wake him, but...

but goddammit, the trashmouth would have to get over it.

he dialed the number, of which he had come to completely memorize. richie had called him on multiple occasions, & not knowing the number would be nothing but an inconvenience.

he brought the phone to his ear, nibbling down on his bottom lip. he noticed his left foot was exposed to the cool night’s air, & covered it quickly, the flashes of his bad dream creeping back to the front of his mind every so often.

the line picks up after three short rings.

“who the fuck is calling me? do you know how fucking late it is-“ the sleep in his voice weighs down on his vocal cords, changing the tone slightly.

eddie croaks out his sentence, “ca-can... can you come over?” he chokes out, watching outside his window. the odd shadow displayed throughout the room completely terrified the smaller male, who hid closer into the crook between his wall and his bed.

“eds? what the fuck?” richie’s voice cracks somewhat, the noise embarrassing the black-haired boy on the other end of the phone.

“just come, asshole,” eddie gets defensive now and rolls his eyes, still nervous, his hues darting all across the room.

richie sits up, rubbing his eyes. “the things i do for you, kaspbrak.” he mutters, before throwing on a way-too-large sweatshirt & tossling his hair before slipping on a random pair of shoes, & bounding out the door.

the ride over on his bike was very short, seeing as derry was only ‘so’ big. he was worried as well, the pain in eddie’s voice was apparent. he peddled on that damn bike, as fast as his little ol’ legs would go, & made it to eddie’s around 2:50 in the morning.

his chest thumped, a mix of harsh nerves for his friend & the adreniline that has arisen from within him for riding the bike so quickly. he hummed along to steady himself whilst he pulled into the driveway, riding past the front of the house, where mrs. k slept, to the back.

he contemplated a way to get in. the window, which was quite stereotypical, was his first instinct, but his slender 5’7 frame could not quite reach the frame.

he then remembered the basement door, the one thatwas always open. richie had found this out during a heated hide-n-go-seek game with the other losers’, one that occured when eddie’s mother had gone on a pharmacy run.

he ducked down to the cellar doors, pulling them open as subtly as he could, but allowing them to clatter shut behind him. he ran up the stairs, the nerves for his friend coursing throughout his body like an electric current.

half-fumbling through the dark house, he eventually found eddie’s bedroom door, marked by a simple, small sign with his name on the outside.

richie bursts through the door, and the first thing he notices is eddie, inhaler & all, curled into his bed like his life depended on the damn thing.

“eds,” richie pants, coming to the bed. without heasitation, shoes & all, he slides himself beneath the covers. the boy’s eyes are faintly clouded over as he ducks his head into richie’s chest, a faint sob leaving him.

he clears his throat, feeling richie sink his body further down into the bed, hands snaking around eddie’s waist to pull him closer. once he does so, his hand steadily moves to his friend’s hair, stroking it every so often. an occasional ‘shh’ would leave the boy’s lips every so often, which was ironic considering eddie was usually the one to shush richie.

the vulnerability of the boy before him, who had practically collapsed beneath the other boy’s touch, made richie’s heart break. the silence in the room was eerie, & richie had yet to find out what had happened.

so richie tozier, being the boy he is, & with the newfound confidence beverly marsh had withstilled in him, did the thing he loved to do.

he sang.

softly, at first. so soft that eddie even lifted his head somewhat, to see what the other male was mumbling.

“beauty, of only eighteen,” richie mumbles, his voice shaking as he combed his left hand through the smaller boy’s hair. “had some trouble, with himself.

eddie’s throat clenched, body jolting to a stop when he realized the change in pronouns, realizing how great the voice truly was.

he pulled closer to richie’s body heat, eyes, still full of tears, looking at the tall male. the other boy refused to look at eddie in fear he would crumble, a blush flushing to his cheeks again.

“i don’t mind.. spending every day,” richie sings, & eddie’s right hand comes to the boy’s cheek swiftly, grabbing his face with a small amount of force. the song continues, the eye contact still lacking. eddie’s heart is beating so rapidly against the other male’s chest that he’s *so* damn sure richie can hear it.

the song is slowly coming to a close about two minutes later, & eddie has never wanted a moment to last forever more than he wanted this one to. richie’s voice was angellic, soft when necessary with a small amount of rasp most only dreamed of acheiving.