#inhails

[nicolas-rant]

I am up 👤

Feb 2024

A phantom memory huh

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Jason: Hey Tim. How’s it going?

Tim: Thoughts feel like colours and time feels like soup. We walk everyday to the awful beat of nothingness where only death awaits us at the end. Though without the end there is not beginning, and with no beginning we exist as being that are as meaningless as beings with beginnings. We are doomed from the start. There is no greater meaning than this.

Jason: I’m good thanks.

[scikeyuri]

we now have proof fiddleford was also toxic the world is healing and hopefully my fellow fiddauthorers can finally loosen up on their "if you ship billford ur a terrible person!!" bs

[moonlitmothman]

i currently have enough caffine in my system to kill a small child and a pulled muscle in my stomach from gettingnsick days ago

hoes yalls nights goin? lmfao

[mah-o-daryaa]

Hell yeah 25 posts!

Have another meme as a Thank-You. This time, it's an Avatar Roku meme!

Genuine question. 🙋 I want your thoughts on this.

[tuprez]

so tired... cold... have so many candles lit in my room and yet i can still see my breath if i breathe out.... the world os so cruel...

[exeggcute]

the leaked mrbeast production doc kills me because like, for better or worse, this guy clearly has his shit down to a science. he knows exactly what game he's playing and he knows how to play to win. the actual doc is structured well, communicates its ideas clearly, but also was thrown together by a youtube guy who paid no attention to visual formatting or proofreading. and yet as much as I hate to say it, stuff like this is actually great and widely applicable advice:

What you consume on social media, when you watch youtube, tv, the games you play, etc. are what I like to call your information diet. Chris Tyson (our first subscriber and the guy in the videos) is a wonderful example of an information diet being used to perfection. The dude is funny as fuck. I’ve never met anyone in my entire life that can make people laugh like he can and I never understood why he was so good at it until I lived with him for a few years. The dude watches an obscene amount of cartoons and stupid shit. His eyeballs exsist to inhail copious amounts of just goofy, dumb, and brain numbing content. And as a result he can quote almost any line from any episode of spongebob. He’s able to draw from so much stupid shit in his head as inspiration to make jokes and be quirky. As a result he is fucken hilarious. But let’s imagine a different Chris, let’s say instead of cartoons and stupid shit, his information diet was stocks and investing advice. And for 5 years that’s all he consumed. Do you think he’d be just as funny as he currently is? No. He in my opinion wouldn’t even be 20% as funny. If you’re a writer or director you really need to monitor and perfect your information diet. If your diet is not correct, you won’t have a good pulse on culture. I don’t want you to be a chris, in fact, I think that would probably do you harm. Talent needs to inhale cartoons so they can be funny, writers need to inhale inspiration. Let’s say there is a purple fruit in the middle of Australia that when eaten makes you 2 feet taller. If it truly did exist, you wouldn’t have known that until just right now. But now that you know of it, you can draw on it for inspiration for every piece of content you write going forward. That’s beautiful, it can now sit in the back of your mind waiting for that one video where it is needed. It might take 10 videos or even 100 but eventually you’ll be brainstorming a bit and think of the right one to use the fruit for. Apply this to everything on this fucken planet. You. Can’t. Get. Inspired. By. Things. You. Don’t. Know. Exist. So how do you learn more about what's out there in the world? How do you stay up to date on the latest memes? How do you know what’s going on with celebrities? What’s trending on youtube? What other creators are doing? What’s popping on tik tok? Your information diet. Consume things on a daily basis that help you write better content.

[sir-arlieosaurus-lung-struggler]

For real asthma attacks in public have no right being that embarrassing lmao

[idkhowtobenormal]

Day (no I do not have a defense for missing four or five but shhh) of MSS content

Today you get blurbs/memes my moot and I have

Prowl: is this all your work?

Jazz: You bet 'yer shiny heels they are!

Prowl:

Prowl: [Looks at left heel]

Prowl: [Looks at right heel]

Jazz: Prowler? Whatcha doin?

Prowl: Just tryna figure out who you're talking to......

Jazz:

Prowl:

Jazz:

Prowl:

Jazz: [swoons] ***ohfragginprimusmarryme***

Prowl: Too far

—-

Jazz: [highfive]

Prowl: [handshake]

Jazz: oh sorry- [handshake]

Prowl: ah... [highfive]

Jazz:

Prowl:

Jazz:

Prowl:

Jazz: I......... I need to take a lap

Prowl: You went for a high-five!

Jazz: YOU WANTED A HANDSHAKE

—-

Optimus: What are those sounds?????? It's like if a scraplet hoarde met an insecticon nest inside a waste compactor!

Prowl: Jazz and Blue are screeching at each other again. It's a language

Hide: Can they fekin' *stop???*

Prowl: One moment

Prowl: [inhailing pterosaur screech into the room]

Jazz & Blue: [silence]

Optimus:

Hide: What the frag

Prowl: Pardon? I thought you wanted them to stop

Optimus: I think we expected a scolding....... in our *own* language.....

Hide, muttering: ***of course you know the screeching language. Why wouldn't you know the screeching language?***

Prowl: Of course I know what the screeches are, I use to do it too

Optimus: [blazing confusion] When????????? What????????

Prowl: ..........these things are on personal identification files..... sir do you not read those?

Optimus:

Hide:

Prowl: I'm disappointed in you both

Jazz: [quiet cackling]

—-

Blue: Are mods helpful?

Jazz: They're illegal

Blue: Are they *helpful*

Jazz: They are *illegal*

Blue: Jazz. Come on. Everyone in this department knows

Jazz: Not everyone

Blue: Everyone that matters knows

Jazz:

Blue: Are they *help-ful*

Jazz: ...............*yeah some mods are helpful*

Blue: Good. Unrelated question: Where's Wheeljack

Jazz: Prowl would *actually* kill me if I told you

—-

Jazz hyping up Prowl: Ay remember! Nobody can ever hate you more than you hate yourself!

Prowl:

Jazz:

Prowl:

Jazz: What

Prowl: You need help

Jazz: Bots don't hate themselves???

Prowl: They do, but...... it's not natural?????

—-

Ratchet, talking to Prowl: Jazz *does* infact have a scruff like a cyberpanther, and he can be held by it too

Jazz: I wouldn't recomend it if you wanna keep your servo intact

[sir-arlieosaurus-lung-struggler]

why do asthma meds have to raise my heart rate I'm already anxious as it is now I just cant sleep 😑

[linoskitty]

Between smoke and silence

Idol!Hyunjin x reader

word count: 2k

genre: hurt/comfort

warnings: smoking, a bit of angst if u squint

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He was out all day, and he didn’t even text or call you.

In the middle of the night, you heard Hyunjin come home. You were glad he was okay, but as you approached the hallway, you heard him cursing under his breath and angrily tossing his bag into the corner. He seemed really mad and didn’t want to talk to you.

You went out on the balcony lighting a cigarette as [fav artist] played in your headphones

Your boyfriend heard you walking out of the bedroom, and since you didn't say anything, he thought you were still angry at him.

Hearing the music from your headphones, he guessed you were outside on the balcony. He waited a few minutes before going to the balcony too, hoping you wouldn't yell at him.

He stepped outside and saw you sitting quietly, listening to your music and smoking a cigarette.

Hyunjin stood there for a few seconds, looking at you, feeling unsure about what to do. He knew he was in the wrong, and he wanted to apologize, but he was scared that you'd get mad again.

He waited for a moment before walking over to you and sitting next to you on the balcony floor. He was quiet, not knowing what to say at first.

Hyunjin looked at you, noticing how calm and peaceful you seemed despite knowing that you were upset with him. It made his heart ache a bit seeing you like this, and he couldn’t help but think about how he messed up again.

He took a deep breath and broke the silence.

“Hey…”

He said softly, his voice sounding a bit guilty.

Not hearing him cause of the loud music playing in your headphones you placed the cigarette back in your mouth inhailing deeply

Hyunjin noticed that you weren't paying attention to him and probably couldn't hear him because of your music. He tapped on your shoulder to get your attention.

“Y/n…”

He called out your name once again, a bit louder this time.

You took the headphones off and turned around to face him "oh hi...you're back."

Hyunjin looked at you, seeing the cigarette in your hand.

“Yeah… I'm back”

He paused for a moment, looking down at his hands, feeling guilty.

“Listen… I need to say something…”

"What is it." you responded, your tone blant while you shifted as a sudden breeze hit the air.

Hyunjin notices the sudden breeze hitting your body, making him realize how little clothes you are wearing out here. He wanted to give you his hoodie but kept quiet for now.

The dancer took a deep breath before finally speaking up.

“I… I know I screwed up. I shouldn’t have chosen my friends over you today… I know that I didn’t text you or anything. I just… I just didn't know how to deal with everything…”

He leaned his arm against the balcony, sighing deeply.

“You were right… I have been spending more time with my friends than with you, and I realize that I am being a bad boyfriend. I should have prioritized you, especially when I had free time. I should have spent it with you…”

He ran his fingers through his hair, feeling ashamed of his behavior.

"Well nothing you can do about it now that was your last day off for a while so at least you had fun" you spat back, running your hand through your [colored] hair.

Hyunjin watched you puffing out smoke while messing with your hair, feeling a pang of guilt as he realized how lonely you might have been. He knew he couldn’t change the past, but he wanted to make it up to you.

“I know… and I’m sorry…”

He leaned back against the balcony, looking up at the night sky.

“But… I don’t want you to be alone again while I’m on tour. I want to find a way to make up for it… I promise.”

"I'll be alone anyway what can you do you'll be on tour" You took a hit of the cigarette again.

Hyunjin bit his lip, feeling a sense of helplessness.

“I know I can’t change the fact that I’ll be on tour, but I still want to make things better before I go.”

He looked at you, noticing how lonely and dejected you looked, as a cool breeze blew around you. He could only think of one thing to do for now.

“You’re shivering. Wearing shorts outside in this cold and wind is terrible. Why didn’t you wear some sweatpants?”

"More comfortable that way."

Hyunjin couldn't help but raise his eyebrow at your response, he stood up from the floor and took off his hoodie.

“You could have at least worn some warmer clothes. Here, take this.”

He gently placed the hoodie around your shoulders, hoping it would keep you warm at least a bit.

He sat back down beside you.

“At least zip up the hoodie. You don’t want to catch a cold.”

Hyunjin looked at you, noticing that you changed the song again.

He listened to the music, watching as you continued to smoke and blow out the smoke in the air. He could tell that you were distant from him and not fully present in the moment.

He leaned back against the balcony, staring up at the night sky with a thoughtful expression. He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, seeing how you slowly finished your cigarette, lost in the music.

After some silence, he spoke up once again.

“Hey… can I ask you something again?”

"What is it?"

Hyunjin looked at you, his voice soft and a bit hesitant.

“Why have you been smoking a lot lately…? You never did that much before…”

It was true, earlier you smoked much less "coping with the lonelyness".

He had noticed your increased smoking habit but didn’t know the reason behind it. Now, it seemed clear that you were feeling lonely and trying to cope with it by smoking more.

He moved closer to you, his voice filled with concern.

“You don’t have to feel lonely… I’m here… I should have been here…”

"You should have, but you weren't." you said looking up into the sky.

Hyunjin winced slightly at your words, knowing deep down that you were right. He had chosen to spend time with friends instead of being with you and now he was paying the price for it.

He lowered his head, guilt and regret washing over him.

“I know I screwed up… I messed up big time…”

He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts. He then looked at you, his eyes filled with sincerity.

“I should have been there for you… but I wasn’t. I’m really sorry… please forgive me…”

He reached out slowly, gently taking your hand in his. He could feel the coldness of your hand as he held it, and he gently squeezed it, hoping you wouldn’t pull away.

“I’m sorry for forgetting about you… I want to make it up to you… I want to be here for you from now on…”

"What will it do if you'll only be here for a short time cause you're leasing for tour again soon." you said with tears in your eyes.

Hyunjin felt a pang of hurt as you pointed out the reality. He knew you were right, he had been distant and neglectful in the past, and he didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes again.

The man held your hand tighter, his voice filled with determination.

“I know I’ve been disappointing you… I’ve been unfair and neglectful. But this time… I want to do better. I want to be here for you before the tour starts, and I want to keep in touch when I’m on tour…”

"I just wonder what i'll do while you'll be on tour propably too busy to talk...propably will hold on to anything not to be alone"

Hyunjin's heart ached as he heard your words. He could see the fear and uncertainty in your eyes, and he wanted to do everything he could to reassure you. He moved closer, gently drawing you into a tight embrace, wrapping his arms around you protectively.

“Please don’t think like that… I promise I will make time to talk to you… I’ll try my best to message you often and call you… just don’t think of being all alone, okay?”

"How could i not when i was alone for all this time"

The idol knew that he couldn’t deny the truth; he had been absent and neglectful, leaving you feeling alone and unloved.

He held you tighter, his voice filled with regret and determination.

“I know… I know I messed up, and I wasn’t there for you when I should have been. But trust me, I’ll do better in the future. Let me show you that I can be here for you, starting right now…”

"Is it another empty promise like two months ago?" You asked while leaning your head on his chest and looking up into his eyes.

Hyunjin’s stomach twisted at your question. He knew he had broken promises before, and he understood why you were skeptical about his words now. He didn’t want you to feel even more disappointed in him.

He gently stroke your hair as he spoke, his voice filled with sincerity and determination.

“No, it’s not an empty promise this time. I’m not going to let you down again. I’m going to do everything to make it up to you and show you that I care…”

He gently caressed your hair, his voice soft and filled with remorse.

“Stop smoking so much… it’s not good for you…"

"Well its the only thing keeping me from feeling lonely these days."

Hyunjin hated knowing that you had been feeling so lonely that you resorted to smoking more frequently to cope. It pained him to see you go through this by yourself when he should have been there for you as your boyfriend.

“Please don’t rely on cigarettes… You don’t have to feel lonely… I’m here now… I’m here for you…”

"Idk are you?" You asked blantly.

The dancer looked at the balkony floor. He wanted to assure you that he was there for you, but he also understood why you doubted him. He had let you down before, and he couldn’t blame you for not fully believing him right now.

“I am here… I’m here for you, I promise… I know I messed up, but I want to make it right please trust me…”

He continued holding you, his heart filled with a mix of remorse and tenderness. He wanted to make everything right again, to erase the sadness from your eyes and replace it with happiness.

“I know it’s my fault you feel like that… I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend to you… and I’ve caused a lot of hurt and pain in our relationship..”

He looked into your eyes, hoping to see a glimmer of forgiveness in them.

“But please believe me when I say that I want to fix things… I want to make things right between us… Please… give me a chance to prove that I can be here for you… that I can make you happy again… just… give me a chance… please…”

Hyunjin could see the doubt and hesitation in your eyes. He understood why you were hesitant to trust him after being left alone for so long.

“I know it’s hard for you to trust me… I don’t blame you for that at all… but please Y/n… give me just one chance to show you that I’m here for you… that I care about you… That I love you…”

"I guess i can give you a last chance Hyune.." you replied pecking his jaw.

Hyunjin felt a mix of surprise and hope as he saw you blow smoke towards him, staining your lip tint red. He couldn’t help but smile slightly at the sight, knowing it was a gesture that was undeniably “you.”

Then, he heard the melody of [fav song] start playing.

His heart skipped a beat when he recognized it as “our song,” the song associated with the first time you both kissed.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he looked at you.

“You know [fav song] always makes me think of you… It has special meaning to me…”

"Hm really? I wonder why~"

Hyunjin chuckled lightly when you feigned ignorance, knowing you were fully aware of what he meant. He played along, his voice filled with playful sarcasm.

“Hmmm, I wonder why indeed… it’s not like it was playing the first time we kissed or anything…”

"Hmm idk i guess you have to remind me." you responded.

He moved closer to you, his voice low and suggestive.

“Mmm, if you don’t remember, I’ll have to reenact it… to refresh your memory…”

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Hi again kittenss!! This one is from my drafts from like a year ago so don't judge pls i hope u like ittt

~Kitty

[avellanas-nutty-empire]

LITERALLY!!!!

Kalego is so hot wtf 💀💀💀

[thekissofaphrodite]

Hey can I request a Luke Castellan x Rodríguez reader she is Chris Rodriguez half sister from mom side and she is maybe a demigod too or half witch or whatever and she is innocent and completely different from him and not one have idea of her existence because him is very protect of her and fluffy and happy ending.

I SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING ����

Ms. Rodriguez

Luke Castellan x Rodriguez!reader

Summary: A visit from your halfbrother and his best friend 🤭

Warnings: Some kissing, angst

Author's note: I'm in the verge of having a breakdown, my hair isn't cooperating, I'm uncomfortable and i don't feel well. But I'm still here to serve

——

Chris and Luke stood infront of a cream and yellow coloured suburban house, it had a white picket fence and a small garden, birds were chirping, and the sun was setting within the horizon.

"Are you sure we're in the right address?" Luke asked, looking around the neighbourhood, there were kids playing near the streets, middle aged woman, leaned against their fence, gossiping and a man washing his car. It was surely different, he never left camp and seeing all that was new to him.

"Of course. She'll like you man, don't worry" Chris said, patting Luke at the back, He rang the doorbell, at first, no one answered, but then, there was a teenage girl who poked her head on a window, a beam appeared on her face.

"MOM! CHRIS IS HERE!" The girl yelled, her footsteps thudding while she ran downstairs.

There was an indistinct voice of a woman, and sure enough, the door opened.

It revealed a woman with curly medium dark brown hair, with black eyes and tan skin, she was wearing a floral dress and an apron, when she saw chris, she immediately engulfed her boy into a hug.

"Oh my baby!" The woman began smothering Chris' cheeks with kisses, totally forgetting about Luke who stood beside Chris awkwardly. But Chris decides to pull away from his mom.

"Ma! Stop it's embarrassing" Chris mumbled, his mom laughed, Then, in the corner of her eyes, she saw Luke.

"Oh! Where are my manners?! You must be Luke, I'm Chris' mom, Carmen" Luke acknowledge the woman, he offered his hand for a handshake but was engulfed into a hug.

"We don't do handshakes, Mi hijo" Said Carmen, Luke can smell the mix of spices and a hint of floral perfume on the woman's clothes, He inhailed it, and somehow, it gave him a sense of comfort.

Behind Carmen stood a girl, No older than sixteen.

"Ah, this is Y/n, You've met her, I suppose?" Asked Carmen, You ran and jumped into your brother's arms.

"I missed you chris!" You squealed, Chris smiled and hugged you back, Leaving Luke awkwardly again.

"This is—"

"—Luke, I know" you said, pulling away from Chris and facing his friend. You looked at him, He had curly hair, a tall and muscular figure, there was also this playful grin on his face that he and Chris shared.

"Before all the talking, Come inside!" Carmen ushered, "Y/n, call your father, supper is almost ready, tell him we have guests" You obediently obliged, running upstairs with your thigh length Nike shorts. It'd be weird if Luke admitted that he liked it.

"Sit down, The food is still cooking, would you like some cookies?"

Cookies

Luke froze, Memories of his mother flooded his head again, the noises around him became indistinct, His breathing became ragged and heavy, His eyes blurred with tears. indescribable rage filled inside him before Carmen's soothing voice brought him back.

"Mi querido, are you alright?" Asked Carmen, Luke immediately wiped a tear that rolled down his cheek.

"Yes Mrs. Rodriguez, I'm sorry.."

"What for? We're your family, sweetheart..and no need to call me Mrs. Rodriguez, it makes me sound so old...Carmen would do" She smiled, Her smile brought Luke comfort again..but he can't describe it.

"Of course"

There was a moment of silence as Carmen walked back to the kitchen.

"You okay man?" Chris rubbed Luke's back and recieved a nod from the boy.

"Yeah.."

When you came back down stairs, a middle aged man was walking right behind you, He looked decent with a neatly trimmed beard and a man bun.

"Dad's here ma!" You yelled before flopping on the couch beside Luke.

Chris stood up and went to greet his Stepdad.

"Hey there, bud" Your dad patted Chris' back and hugged him, Luke stood up and shook his hand.

"Dad, this is Luke, My halfbrother" Chris said. Luke assumed that the man would be weirded out, The fact that he was Chris' halfbrother, and the man probably didn't know about Demigods, But surprisingly, The man smiled and patted Luke.

"Nice to finally meet Chris' favourite brother" Your dad joked, Luke smiled.

"He said that?"

"Yeah, i mean, i can see why"

"Don't get fooled by Adrian, he's full of surprises" Said Carmen, She placed the caserole on the table and unwrapped her apron.

When they all sat down, Luke learned more about Chris' family. When Carmen married Adrian 17 years ago and they had you, Adrian being Chris' father figure.

Luke felt quite jealous, All his life, He felt alone, What happened to his mom was Hermes' fault, it was all Hermes, Luke hated him, seeing Chris with his family makes him want to drag Hermes and make him apologise to his mother.

The dinner was full of chatter, Carmen asked Chris what camp is like, and Adrian was preparing desert. You were across Luke, silently eating your mom's Paella.

Luke wanted to start a conversation with you, It was maddening, he wanted to hear your voice and your laughs again.

"What about you, Y/n? I saw you talking to the Adler boy down the street" Said your father, Your head immediately snapped up.

"I was asking him about our homework, we were in the same algebra class" There was a hint of annoyance in your voice, You met Luke's eyes across the dining table.

"And i have a crush on someone else, Okay?" Your dad whistled teasingly, Chris laughed and Your mom suddenly found you interesting.

"Who is it?" Your mom asked, Your dad and Chris looked at you, waiting for an answer.

"Secret" They all groaned, but Luke stayed silent.

——

After dinner, Chris went to his room to get something, leaving you and Luke alone in the living room.

The movie 'Troy' was playing, and you were quietly watching, Luke right beside you.

"I hate that movie"

You turned your head towards him, eyes glinting with fascenation.

"It's not gay enough for you?"

Luke laughed, he threw his head bob giving you a view of his Adam's apple.

"Not quite, i hate the way they represent Heroes" He sat right beside you, watching the scene where Achilles wiped Briseis' face.

"About what you said in the dinner table, is it true you like someone?"

Your heart started beating faster.

"Yes"

"Who is it?"

You turned to him, a blush appeared on your cheeks.

"I think it's pretty obvious"

His hands found your cheeks and before you know it, you were kissing him in the living room, the movie still playing, but the only thing that you feel is Luke's lips and the way it move against yours.

You two pulled away when you heard a car pulling up in the driveway.

The blush on your cheeks won't fade away, but you'll definitely remind your mom to invite Luke on Holidays.

An extra bc ily guys

——

"This is such a nice movie, don't you think?" Chris munched on a whole bucket of popcorn, He was sat in between you and Luke.

"Yeah..."

"I'll remind mom and dad to get another set of couch"

[find-you-in-the-mist]

𝓒𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭 𝓖𝓪𝔃𝓲𝓷𝓰…

(Muichiro x Reader)

Genre: Fluff☁️

NSFW or SFW: 🟢

Warnings: None (SFW)

Word Count: 300 (its short, ik (*´ー｀*))

Author Note: This is my first fic I’ve ever wrote so it’s probably really bad.

He points up to the sky with your intertwined hands, "Bunny," You avert your gaze from his face, looking up at the celeste sky, clouds of all shapes adorn it. Your boyfriend had been pointing them all out, pale teal eyes sparkling like shimmery gems. "See it? Up over there," he smiles at you, a rare smile, and you return it, and he pulls your hand closer to his chest, putting it on his steady heart, and your cheeks color at the feeling of its rhythm under your palm, your heart pulsed with his… Badump Badump Badump…The clouds drifted slowly with the gentle breeze, and the grass you rested on swayed. You could melt under the warmth of this feeling, the sheer safety and softness of his hand gripping yours. You felt light, light as the clouds Muichiro was pointing to, light as the color of the baby blue sky, slowly turning darker as the minutes tick closer to dusk, the air slowly getting chilly. The birds chirping slowly abated and cicadas singing. You scoot closer to him, for warmth, the night cold slowly creeps up on you both. The mist pillar turns on his side, pulling you against his chest, and buries his nose in your hair, inhailing the scent of your shampoo and the fresh fragrance of the grass you had been laying on. Your arms find their way around his waist and you close your eyes,"We should go home…" "Home is where I am right now, [name]…You're smiling, I feel as at home as ever." A new type of warmth floods both you and your boyfriend's faces, and you giggle. "Since when are you sappy?" He lifts his head and stares at you, cupping your face in both hands, "It comes out naturally, [name]… I figured it was okay.”

𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍| 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠|

Thanks for reading, have a cookie! 🍪

[veritas-scribblings]

electric - @jartylusmicrofics - words: 755 [explicit / NSFW]

[warnings: implied drug use | in-universe: video; takes place before video]

James doesn’t want to have to explain. What would he even say? This is the love of my life, Regulus. And this is the love of my life’s soul mate, Barty. 

It used to bother James, the way Regulus and Barty were together. The touching, the kissing, the cuddling, the deeply intimate way in which they know and love each other. The way the jealousy would eat away at him because he didn’t understand that the love between Barty and Regulus did not in anyway detract from the love between himself and Regulus.

Love is not a finite resource.

James understands now, and he empathises with Barty’s frustration at the conventionality of everyone’s thinking. Barty and Regulus have never felt the need to explain or defend themselves, and James envies them this. He just can’t look past the need for approval and concern for others’ judgement.

His concern, right now, rests with Sirius.

With a sigh, James goes to intervene before his best friend short circuits. They’re 2 hours into Dorcas’s birthday party and Barty and Regulus have started doing something absolutely filthy on the dance floor. If James is honest…it’s really working for him. He’d actually like it to continue, perhaps even to join, perhaps watch until completion. And he would. It’s just that he’ll soon have two problems. Or three, depending on how one chooses to look at it.

One, the way Regulus is enthusiastically and unashamedly riding Barty’s thigh.

Two, the way James is very quickly getting turned on and thinking about how he would very much like to become another slice of bread in the Regulus sandwich.

Three, the way Sirius Black looks like he’s about to explode because that’s his little brother who is also his best friend’s boyfriend.

The bar is dark. The low-hanging lights cast a dim, muted glow across the dance floor. James can feel the music thrumming beneath his skin, the bass throbbing like a pulse in his chest. In the throng of young bodies, Regulus has wrapped himself around Barty, who has slid a thigh between his legs. They’re moving, almost grinding, in time to the music. They’re in their own little world, and this is not at all unusual for them…it’s just that their own little world is not normally on display for their friends and the public to perceive.

James approaches from behind, carding a hand through Regulus’s loose and slightly damp curls, sliding another around Regulus’s waist. Regulus tips his head back to stare up at James all glassy-eyed, huge blown-out pupils. He’s breathing heavily and slightly flushed, a rosy red colour that creeps up his neck and fills his cheeks.

'Jamie,' he murmurs, 'come play with us.'

‘Reg, love.' James casts a look over at Barty, who is smirking. Inhailing sharply, Regulus swivels, rolls, his hips with a gasp and a moan. ‘Fuck, Barty, what did you give him?’

‘Barty special.’ Barty laughs. ‘Just a little something to get him going, loosen him up. He’s absolutely fine.’ He pulls Regulus close, noses into his hair, cupping his arse to encourage him to ride. ‘Don’t worry, Jamie, we're being safe...’

‘At Dorcas’s birthday party? Really?’

‘Dorcas’s party is for shit. This is more fun.’ Barty grins, reaching around Regulus to grab James’s crotch, palming his erection. ‘Looks like it’s getting you going. Oh, you’re hard. You’re hard-hard.’ His grip tightens and James has to bite off a groan.

Sirius is watching, James knows. Sure, Sirius is fully supportive of James having a healthy and adventurous sex life, but when that healthy and adventurous sex life involves Sirius’s little brother and Barty (who Sirius absolutely loathes). Well, that’s very much a ‘no fly’ zone. More information than Sirius wants. More information than James wants Sirius to have.

‘Barty,’ James groans, ‘come on…not here.’

There’s a sparkle in  Barty’s eyes, which James has learnt means not only does Barty have ideas, but he under no circumstances will be swayed from pursuing his ideas. Barty snickers, rubbing the head of James’s cock through his trousers. It has the exact effect that Barty is evidently intending it to have: James can’t think in a straight line. Whatever Barty is about to say, James agrees. He’s here for it.

‘Tell you what,’ Barty says, his voice low and sly, ‘We’ll take Reg home, and you can watch us fuck. And if you’re really good, I’ll let you fuck me while I’m inside him. How about that?’

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have these half assed doodles because i enjoyed april fools a lot