#please i just need them tk be happy

[gayassmysticmace]

[forever-rogue]

Hi, love! So i’m not sure if your taking requests but i have a prompt for joel and you’re currently my favorite joel writer so 🥰 i can’t get this idea out of my head of reader being joel’s neighbor and being extremely nice and kind to everyone (especially to him and ellie cause she has feelings for him duh) and he’s kinda in love with her too but won’t admit it (ellie knows and nags him about it) but he also kinda judges her and thinks she’s “weak” cause she’s “too soft”, and then one day for whatever reason he ends up snapping at her and saying that “you have no idea what it is to lose a child” only to later find out from tommy that reader actually lost a baby under pretty awful circumstances and then he’s mortified but she’s super mad at him? I have no idea where this came from i guess i just like pain 🤷‍♀️ totally understand if you don’t feel like it though! Tks babe

AN | Please, this is so cute but sad, but there’s also a happy ending 💕

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language, Mentions of child death

Word Count | 2.6k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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The pie in your hands smelled delicious, still warm and fresh, as you waited on Joel's porch. You rocked back and forth on your heels as you listened for his familiar footsteps to come to the door. Just when you were about to give up and save it for later, the door slowly opened.

"Hey," there was Joel, leaning against the doorway with a lazy little smile on his face, "what a pleasant surprise."

"Me or the pie?" You always managed to fall into an easy rapport with him. Your back and forth always seemed to turn from teasing to flirting, honestly? You loved it.

"Oh, you brought pie? I didn't even notice," your cheeks warmed up at his response. You shook your head and sighed playfully at him. He stepped aside and motioned for you to follow him, "do you want to come in?"

"I suppose I can spare you a few minutes of my precious time," you flashed him a pretty smile as you flounced past him. Making your way into the kitchen, you set the pie down before uncovering it to show him, "I even made your favorite."

"You spoil me," he practically groaned at the sight of the delicious treat. He immediately turned to the cabinets to grab some plates, "what's the occasion?"

"There's none," you grabbed some forks and knives, "the trees produced so many apples we couldn't use them fast enough. I figured pie was a good solution and I know you love it. So here we are."

"Here we are," he agreed softly, "thank you, darlin'."

"No need to thank me," you sat down and cut into the pie, "you just owe me now."

"I am forever in your debt," he down across from you, a knowing little look in his pretty brown eyes. You made a small sound of agreement as you passed him a slice, "whatever you want, just name it."

"I'll take you up on that offer."

"Good."

"Good."

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“You should tell her you know,” Ellie broke the silence over dinner as she looked over at Joel from across the table. He froze with his fork about halfway to his mouth. He stuffed the bite into his mouth and took his sweet time swallowing it before sighing and raising an eyebrow at her, “don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about.”

“I do,” he admitted, figuring it was better to admit to the truth rather than lie to her. She looked so pleased with herself as she leaned back in her seat, “but I ain’t doing anything about anything. Get that into your head, kiddo.”

“Why not?” she huffed, waving her hand dismissively at him, “you’re so lame. Ugh.”

“Maybe I am,” he agreed with a nod of his head, “but your opinion isn’t going to change anything. I am okay with how things are right now. There’s no need to go and change things up.”

“But she feels the same way!” and it really was obvious; everyone knew. You also knew that everyone knew. It was like the worst kept secret in Jackson, “one of you has to make a move eventually.”

“Ellie-”

“Joel,” she looked at him seriously, her small face taking on a dire expression, “you’re being stupid.”

“Ellie.”

“You’re denying yourself potential happiness,” Joel had to admit that she had a point, regardless of whether or not he would act on it. He was so happy around you, you made him feel so alive and carefree and loved. You were like his very own ray of sunshine. He could only imagine what it would be like if the two of you added romance to the equation. It wasn’t hard to imagine what it would be like to kiss you and touch you and make love to you. It really would have been like a dream, “and her. Plus you’d be so cute together!”

“With that logic, she’s also denying herself happiness,” he wondered if you thought about him the way he thought about you. He’d be lucky if you even spared him more than a passing thought, “so, have you given her this speech?”

“Not yet,” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulders, “I was going to try you first. She’s usually the more logical one…so.”

“So,” Joel mirrored Ellie’s position and crossed his arms over his broad chest, “you’ll leave her alone and drop this.”

“Not a chance!”

“I didn’t think so,” the girl shoved the last mouthful of food into her mouth, “I’m going to her.”

“I know,” Joel drummed his fingers along the table and let out a resigned sigh, “I know.”

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Despite Ellie's insistence that he tell you how he feels, he didn't do anything about it. Namely, he couldn't manage to work up the courage to do so. To him, admitting that he had feelings for you was akin to admitting he was weak. Feelings made people soft and made things harder when, inevitably, the relationship would end one way or another. Why would he willing put himself through that again? It had almost killed him when he'd lost Sarah and later when the same happened with Tess. If it hadn't been for Ellie, he wasn't sure he'd have made it. But Ellie was going to be around forever either.

It was a complicated tangle of emotions, and the best solution for him had to been to keep a few people, currently Tommy and Ellie, close while others remained behind a wall. 

You, meanwhile, loved and cared for people so openly. It was easy to see that in everything you said and did. You had a giant heart, but you were just setting yourself for failure. One day something bad would happen and you'd fall apart. Joel wasn't sure he could handle that. 

He didn't want to lose you; he loved you, he really did, but he also didn't want his heart to break.

Ellie had come to you as well and pushed you to profess your feelings. While not as in denial about everything as Joel, you weren't about to make that first leap. What if you overstepped and pushed him away? You didn't want that; you'd rather keep him as a friend than lose him entirely.

You'd noticed over the last couple of weeks that something had been nagging at Joel. You didn't push the issue, but hoped he'd trust you enough to confide in you at some point.

It turned out that some point didn't come as you expected.

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Joel had come over to your house, and the two of you were making dinner together. It was a routine you'd often fall into and it felt so blissfully domestic. You'd never really made a comment about it before, but something caused you to feel a certain amount of bravado and led you to actually pointing it out.

"You know, this is so much like playing house," you teased softly as you nudged his side with your elbow.

"It does," he agreed with a small smile. He liked the idea of living with you permanently. If he was being honest, the thought of sleeping with you and waking up to you in his arms, of spending lazy evenings in a tangle of limbs was something that crossed his mind more than he cared to admit. In another life, he'd have made those moves already and might have even called you this wife, "kinda nice."

"Mhmm," you continued chopping away at the fresh vegetables that you'd picked for dinner, "all that's missing now is a couple of kids running around."

He stiffened for a moment, his mind first going to the image of you round and pregnant with his child and then to sheer terror. Kids were all well and good, but something just told him they would be a bad idea. He remained silent and kept his gaze on the stove.

"You ever think about having kids in  the future?" you had hesitated for a moment before asking but, how did that old saying go? Curiosity killed the cat?

"No," he said without a second thought. It was a lie, of course it was. He'd thought about it a lot, especially since he'd met you. 

"Oh," your breath hitched in your throat at the sudden shift in emotion. You focused on what was in front of you rather than anything else. Something was off and you could immediately sense that you might have said the wrong thing. It was still hard for you too sometimes, "I'm sure that it's still…hard. Losing your daughter….I'm sure it was the hardest thing ever. I l-"

“Don’t,” there was a furious look on his face and you couldn’t help the way you recoiled away from him. He’d gone through such a shift in emotions that it was a little scary - you’d never seen him like this before, “don’t fucking talk about my daughter.”

“Joel, I didn’t mean anything by it,” you felt a few hot, salty tears run down your cheeks. You took a step back to create a distance between yourself, wiping the tears away with the sleeve of your sweater, “I was just saying-”

“You don’t know shit,” he stormed towards the door and threw it open harshly. You were surprised that it didn’t fall off the hinges, “you have no clue what it’s like to lose a child.”

With that, he stormed off, leaving you there staring in shock. Your mind was still trying to process what was going on as you closed the door. Your whole body felt like it was trembling as you leaned against the counter and took a few deep breaths. 

That wasn’t him, is what you tried to keep telling yourself. That wasn’t your Joel…he would never have talked to you like that. A sensitive topic had been brought up and he was hurting…anyone could have responded in such a manner. 

But, you decided, you’d give him some space. Maybe seeing you wasn’t the best thing for him right now….you were sure he’d come to you when he was ready to. Until then you would just love and support him from a distance; but that was the thing and you hoped he knew it too - you’d always love him. Not matter what happened, Joel Miller had your heart.

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“Hey big brother,” Tommy caught Joel’s attention as he walked into the tavern, flashing him a meek smile. Joel looked up and offered a wave in a sign of acknowledgment. Before he could say anything else, Tommy’s fist collided with his face, causing him to stumble off his stool. He clutched at his face, surprised by the sudden attack, “heard you were being an asshole.”

“What the fuck!?” Joel clutched at his face in shock as he took in Tommy's angry expression. And here he thought that they were getting along well these days. But then he said - your name, "listen-"

"No, you listen," Tommy grabbed by the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer so only he could hear his next words, "I can't believe you yelled at her. And you told her she doesn't know what it's like to lose a child? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?" Joel's brows furrowed in confusion. Yes, he hated himself for yelling at you, but it had all been in the moment. He agreed with that part anyway, "what are you talking about?"

"You're an idiot and an asshole," Tommy shook his head, "you're not the only one who's lost everything. You're not the only one who's lost their child."

"W-what?"

"She lost her son," Joel's face fell as realization crashed over him like an icy wave, "to one of those clicker bastards. It almost got her too. You ever notice that scar on her face? Now you know where it comes from."

"Tommy-"

"Next time don't assume you know everything," he shoved him and put a bit of distance between themselves, "don't ever be a dick to her again. It won't end well."

With that, Tommy left Joel sitting there with a sore face and aching heart. Not that it was undeserved, but still. Joel knew what he had to do, but he wasn't sure you'd give him the time of day. But you were so good and kind that he realistically knew that you'd let him explain. 

All those things that he thought had made you weak actually made you so stronger. Much stronger than he was apparently.

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It was late in the evening a couple of days later when he knocked at your door. You were both surprised but in a way had been expecting him. It was Joel after all, and the two of you shared a special bond; it wouldn’t be so easily broken. 

“H-hi,” his cheeks immediately pinked when he saw your pretty face and he felt like either running away and never looking back or throwing up then and there. You offered him a small smile in return but otherwise remained silent, “I, uh, I wanted to…I came to…apologize. I’m sorry for the other day. It doesn’t excuse it, but I was just wanted to let you know. So…yeah.”

“Do you want to come in?” you asked softly, causing him to look at you in pure awe. 

"I-what?"

"I just made some tea," you stepped aside and beckoned for him to follow, "I couldn't sleep so I thought it might help."

He was incredulous as he stepped into your kitchen and watched you make him a cup. In the warm yellow light of the kitchen, he studied you intently. He noticed the scar running from your cheek and disappearing into your temple. It wasn't the first time he spotted the scar but it was the first time he made the connection.

"Why?" He asked as he sat down across from you, pulling the cup of tea closer, "why aren't you telling me to go fuck myself and leave?"

"There's no reason to," you shrugged before taking a long, thoughtful sip of your tea, "I assume Tommy told you by now."

"How'd you know?"

"I can see the bruising on your face," you reached over and gently ghosted your finger along his skin, "and no one would dare to hit you besides him. Or maybe Ellie."

"I'm sorry," he repeated, wrapping his fingers around your wrist and giving it a squeeze, "I had no clue."

"It's not something I usually go and advertise," you sat back in your seat and exhaled slowly, "losing a child isn't easy. It doesn't really get easier but time lessens the sting. I can tell you more about…him and everything that happened sometime. If you want to hear it, but not tonight. Tonight we can just…just be."

"Yes," he reached for your hand and put his hand on top of yours, "I know it doesn't seem like it but I…care for you. Very deeply."

"I know you do, Joel," your assurance made him feel so much lighter; it felt like the weight of the world was off his shoulders, "I care for you too. There's a lot we still have to learn about each other Joel, but I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here."

"Me too," there was a hopeful smile on his face as you squeezed his hand, "I'm not going anywhere."

[poeticmystery]

I’m on my knees begging for a jealous percy x fem!reader please 🙏🙏

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ ALWAYS BEEN HERE (p.j.)

summary : in which percy and y/n din’t notice each other, even though they’ve always been there.

w.c. : about 1.5k

a/n : first writing in a few months! there’ll probably (definitely) be a part 2 for this but i just needed tk get smth out 😭

requests r still open!

wattpad: poet1cmystery

warning(s) : none!

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percy shouldn’t care if you were flirting with another guy. even if that guy was taller, stronger, and older. he shouldn’t care. he really really shouldn’t. the two of you hated each other.

that being said, he couldn’t draw his eyes away from you and luke castellan’s bodies, so close you were practically touching. you laughed at every one of the older boy’s jokes, your lips rounding around your teeth and you smiled widely.

“gods, they’re all over each other,” the boy scoffed, looking to his best friend, tearing his stare away from the sight across the campfire flames.

grover, as unphased as ever, just shrugs. “yeah. have been for a couple weeks now,” he says, shoving a perfectly-roasted marshmallow into his mouth, “‘m happy for them. they seem to like each other.”

“yeah, a lot.” percy adds with a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t get it!” he continues, “why are they so out and the open about it?! that’s too much pda.”

he would act this way with anyone, right? yeah. you guys just shouldn’t be on top of each other like that.

“percy, they’re barely touching,” his satyr friend points out, his voice flat.

“so?- still! grover, you’re supposed to be on my side,” percy insisted.

“alright,” the overall passive boy supports, “i guess they’re kinda close, especially in public.”

“exactly!” percy agreed, enthusiastic while keeping his voice low.

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the next time percy saw you and luke together was at the arena. you and percy were sparring, your swords clashing together as sweat fell down the both of you.

suddenly, luke came into frame. he wasn’t in the way, or even in the main part where people would spar. he was sort of off to the sides, but close enough to distract percy.

you were able to pin the boy down, cheering in triumph and getting off of him.

he blinked, his brain catching up to what had just happened. he lay still on the dirt, looking up at you.

“dude, are you gonna get up?”

except it wasn’t your voice, it was luke’s.

luke stood over him, just mere inches away from where you were standing. why did you guys always have to be like that?

it was like the gods were trying to torture him.

luke wasn’t even a good person, not even close to good enough for you. you were sweet, and funny, and you always thought of others. maybe you weren’t that way withh percy, but he wasn’t blind.

“need a hand?” you asked, extending your arms towards him.

he grabbed it silently, pulling himself up.

his mouth opened to say something, to relieve himself of the thoughts swirling through his head. though, he didn’t get the chance to, considering luke came up to you, slinging an arm around your shoulder.

“c’mon,” the boy said, his tone slightly harsher than percy preferred.

that stayed with anyone. nobody should be talked to like that, even if he constantly butted heads with them.

surpising not only you, but his self aswell, he shot you an apologetic glance.

you just let it slide off, as if you hadn’t seen anything at all.

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later on that week, he saw you and luke arguing about something.

the two of you shouted at each other, words percy couldn’t pick up. luke was looking st you, a flame in his eye, as if he didn’t care at all.

percy knew you saw it to, because you held your hand up, then stormed off.

he couldn’t lie, he felt bad. you didn’t deserve that. you deserved someone better, someone who would care.

that clearly wasn’t luke.

should he comfort you? you looked upset.

he should atleast ask if you were alright.

so that’s what he did.

he slowly approached you, as if you would turn and get angry at him for doing so. you were turned away, your back facing him as you chewed anxiously on your nail.

“y/n?” he called out, standing a couple feet away from you.

you spun on your heel, your tear-brimmed eyes not going unnoticed by percy. he didn’t comment on it, wanting to at least let you have something.

“i uh, heard what happened. you alright?” the boy asked, his hand reaching up to awkwardly scratch the back of his neck, awaiting your response.

he watched as your facade changed, pulling your hand away from your lips sighing deeply.

“yeah, i guess. he was an asshole, so i mean, it was bound to happen,” you said, trying to assure you weren’t sad. your voice cracked as you spoke, something you tried to cover with a small laugh.

after years of arguing with you, percy had gotten used to all the small things about you. how you were when you were lying, when you were sad, angry, anything.

so, he said the first thing that came to mind.

“want a, uh, hug or something?”

that wasn’t weird, right?

of course not.

he was just comforting you. he’d do it with anyone, obviously. he wasn’t a monster. he wasn’t about to just let you stand there in yiur sadness.

you just nodded, hesitantly wrapping your arms around the boy’s neck.

the embrace was a stiff, but comforting nonetheless. it was good to know there was at least someone who believed you and din’t blame you for the split.

you knew in just a few hours time people would start asking luke what happened, and fall victim to his charm, just as you had.

percy waited until you pulled away first, not wanting you to feel like he was just doing this to do it. he truly didn’t mind holding you for longer, and over a few seconds he tightened his arms, making it feel more natural.

after a moment, you unraveled your arms from him, sending him a soft smile to accompany your soft words.

“thank you, percy.”

he took in your appearance, his eyes roaming all around your face. a small tear had made its’ way down your cheek, something that he didn’t fail to notice, but also didn’t want to comment on.

after all, you two weren’t close. what would he do if you started crying? he didn’t have time to think about it, as you turned and walked quickly towards your cabin, as if you had been itching to get away.

he saw you next at the campfire, a few days later. considering the amount of time that had passed, he just assumed that you were taking time to comprehend everything.

when you sat across the fire from him, you looked completely fine. as if nothing had happened.

your friends swarmed around you, their faces lighting up at the sight of you. percy assumed they hadn’t seen you either.

you laughed and chatted with the other half-bloods around you, but it all looked strained to percy. maybe he just wasn’t used to you smiling in any way except sarcastically, or the stuff with like was still hitting you hard.

luke.

percy’s mind roamed. what had you even seen in him? he couldn’t have been that funny. and he certainly wasn’t the nicest guy around.

was it his looks? percy asked himself. he knew luke was attractive, but that couldn’t be it.

his thoughts vanished as he heard someone say your name.

they seemed to do that now a days. he chalked it up to you going through rough time.

he heard your name again, and saw you sort of pretending you didn’t hear it. your conversation with your friends continued, not paying any mind to someone trying to get your attention.

rude, the boy thought, his previous feelings for you resurfacing.

his negativity towards you dissolved as he saw who was bidding for you.

luke.

why did everything revolve around luke?

he didn’t know why, but percy wanted to help you.

him and luke weren’t friends, but they weren’t enemies. so, he approached the other boy, sparking up a conversation. he said everything he could think of, anything that would get luke off of your back.

as much as percy disliked you, he disliked seeing you cry even more. so, if he stopped someone from making you cry, it was a win-win.

he walked off with luke, looking back to see if anyone was looking at him and the other boy. when he did, he locked eyes with you, and noticed a small smile blooming from your lips.

he offered one back, then watched as you turned back to your friends.

maybe you guys weren’t so against each other anymore.

percy couldn’t help but smile at the thought.

percy jackson taglist: none, lmk if you’d like to be added!

[otomehonyaku]

Diabolik Lovers Lost Eden Stellaworth Tokuten Short Stories スペシャル特典小冊子 ☽ Azusa ver.

This short story booklet was part of the Stellaworth set for Lost Eden! Keep reading below the cut for Azusa's version. And with that, the translations of all of the Sakamaki and Mukami stories are now finished! Stay tuned for the Carla, Shin & Kino ones ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

S ☽ [Ayato’s version by @kyouxa] [Laito’s version by @kyouxa] [Shuu’s version] [Reiji’s version] [Kanato’s version] [Subaru’s version]

M ☽ [Ruki’s version] [Yuma's version] [Kou’s version] [Azusa’s version]

TK ☽ [Carla’s version] [Shin’s version] [Kino’s version]

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As always, special thanks to @karleksmumskladdkaka for providing the scans ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ Please do not reuse or post my translations elsewhere or translate my work into other languages without my permission.

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I stretched out my left arm toward the box of pictures, which I was going to put in an album. As I did, I lost my perception of depth and the picture I thought I had picked up floated to the floor as though carried away by the wind. 

This time, I picked up the picture with my right hand and stuck it in the album. With that, the album was finished. I let out a small sigh.

It hadn’t been that long since I started going through life with a mechanical arm. It took some getting used to. Even now, it restricted my freedom. 

Still, I never regretted the decision to amputate my left arm. 

That day, she and my brothers had given me this mechanical arm as a present, and it had become indispensable to me–a treasure, really. Even if the four of them were far away, I still felt them with me through this arm. It taught me that I was never alone in this life.

“It’s okay. I know what it means to protect…”

That’s why I won’t make the same mistake again. I knew I would never be forgiven for the sin I committed once before, no matter how much time passed. No matter if everyone… if she forgave me. I deserved to atone.

I knew that atonement wasn’t just about wallowing in all of my past regrets. I needed to move forward. I needed to do whatever I could. That was all I could do to face my fears and repent in this world.

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A continued knocking sound reverberated through the room. I felt her presence on the other side of the door, and my face broke into a smile.

“Azusa, can I come in?”

“Yeah, of course…”

Had she just come out of the shower? She poked her head into the room, having changed into her roomwear. I hadn’t said anything, but she sat down beside me.

“Hey, is it okay if I… comb your hair?” I asked tentatively.

She smiled gratefully in return. 

Using the mechanical arm, I slowly and awkwardly opened the duffel bag we had brought from the human world, though my arm was not yet accustomed to these kinds of movements. The bag held many things that were precious to me. 

I motioned for her to sit with her back to me, and her soft hair gave off the fruity scent of her shampoo. Her scent. I wished I could smell it all the time. As carefully as I would handle something fragile, I gently ran the brush through her hair.

“...Eve. I like you…”

When I finished brushing her hair and promptly whispered my confession into her ear, her cheeks reddened. As though her eyes would answer for her, she sought me out, and said, ever so softly, that she felt the same. 

“You know, Azusa… I’m really happy.”

“...Yeah. Me too. I’m happier than I’ve ever been before. I love you, Eve…”

“I love you too, Azusa…”

As if to confirm each other’s feelings, we whispered those words to each other over and over. My heart was overflowing with love. 

I could not dress her in pretty clothes. I could not make delicious dishes for her to eat. No matter how much I thought about it, I felt incredibly lacking compared to my brothers.

But still, the fact that she loved me… was all that mattered. 

If all she desired was for me to whisper my words of love to her, I would do it until she was satisfied. If she was lonely, anxious, and… afraid to be alone, I would stay by her side. I would hug and kiss her… Hehe, although that was just what I wanted to do of my own volition. In any case, I had no intention of letting her go for the rest of my life.

As I embraced her from behind, I trapped her in my arms. I felt her warmth, her quickening heartbeat. It made my heart flutter. It was such a thrilling feeling.

“Promise me… we’ll stay together forever.” 

“Hehe, I’ll pinky-promise.” 

We sat there, smiling sheepishly at each other, and she curled her pinky finger around mine.

“Pinky… promise.”

I could not bear to let go of her when our fingers connected like that. I gently pushed her down onto the sofa… and kissed her.

The gentle light of the moon, which was high up in the night sky of Eden, peeked into the room through the window. It seemed as though even the twinkling stars were wishing for our happiness.

[bubbleecloud]

Special delivery!

WELCOME HOME TK FIC LETS GOOOOO

~Wally lends a helping hand to Eddie as he prepares his mail for delivery. But a small discovery makes Eddie a little sidetracked~

Lee!Wally Ler!Eddie

“Well, I really can’t thank ya enough for stoppin’ by to help me out, Wally! It sure  woulda been real messy if I’d had to sort through this mail all by m’self!”

Wally looked up from where he’d been placing a brightly colored stamp onto a large pink envelope. He smiled brightly at Eddie as he placed a the envelope in a pile with the others.

“It’s my pleasure! A neighbor is always happy to help another!” He said, his voice calm and airy as usual. It was true, too, Wally was more than happy to lend his friend a helping hand. In truth, he had only dropped in to ask if Eddie had any paper he could spare, but upon seeing how much work the poor mailman was practically smothered in, he opted to stick around. Eddie chuckled warmly at Wally’s response. He gave the shorter puppet a clap on the back as he opened a side closet to look for packaging tape. They worked side by side in silence for a stretch, content enough to just enjoy each others company.    Eddie huffed as he picked up another bulky package. As he set it on a scale to weigh it, an irritated huff sounded behind him that made him pause. He turned, and instantly had to choke back a chuckle. Standing up on his tip toes, Wally was trying to reach another stack of envelopes that were stored on a high shelf. He huffed and stomped his foot on the floor. Cute.

"Heh. Need some help there, bud'?" Eddie asked, walking over to stand next to the short painter. Wally looked up at him, his face adorably pouty. He nodded. "That would be very helpful..." He mumbled. Eddie shook his head and chuckled endearingly.

"Alrighty, c'mere, you!" The mailman said, and just out on instinct he reached put to grip Wally's sides in order to lift him up. But before he had even barely had a chance to get him off the ground, Wally made a strange sort of gasp and jolted away. He wrapped his hands around his midriff, his cheeks now cherry red. Eddie raised an eyebrow. "You could've- ah- you can just hand them to me..!" Wally said, trying to sound casual.

Eddie didn't say anything,instead reaching for the envelopes. But when Wally went to grab them, he jerked them out of reach.

"Hey-!"

"What was that noise ya' made, Walls?"

Wally blinked. He slowly looked up at Eddie. The smile on his face made his breath catch in his throat. He crossed his arms, trying his best to look unbothered. "It was nothing. You just caught me off guard. I startle very easily. Now- please give me the letters?" He asked, hoping Eddie would just drop it. But he just shook his head, taking a step towards Wally.

"No can do, Walls. See, I thinks your fibbin'! Cuz that sure didn't sound like nothin.." He said, crossing his arms. He reached out a finger and poked the smaller puppet in the side. "You ticklish or somethin?"

The way Wally squeaked and jumped away was enough of an answer for Eddie. The grin he wore turned into a full on smile. He reached out to start rapid firing pokes all over the poor painters torso. "You are! Well, that's just adorable, ain't it! Why ain't ya ever tell me?!"

Wally let a couple of wheezy giggles slip, pushing at Eddies hand in protest. "Noho! Ahaha-! Eddie! We have to get back to wohohork!" He squealed, squirming as best as he could to try to get away. But Eddie just slipped one of his arms around his waist to keep him in place,now turning his pokes into light pinches at the base of his ribcage. (Or where his ribcage would be, anyway) He laughed a little and shook his head.

"I says we still got plenty of time! B'sides, your laugh is just too cute! I gotta hear more!" He said, his voice so sweet and genuine it make wallys breath catch. He shook his head frantically, his giggles increasing and the tickles got more intense.

"No! Ahahahah! Haha! I'm much to sensitive for this-EHEHEDDIE! Plehehease!"

He said, his words rushed and frantic as he brought his hands up to fan his face, his mouth open wide in his fits of giggles. Eddie hummed and leaned down to nuzzle his nose against Wallys cheek, giggling at the flustered whine it pulled from him. "Aw, no ya ain't! I think your just being dramatic so I'll stop, aren'tcha?" He coo'd, letting his hands flutter downwards to squeeze Wallys hip bones.

Lets just say Wally let out a scream high enough to rival that of Sallys vocal range.

"EEE- AHAH-! EHAHAHHAH- No-No!! Wait, waIT PLEHEASE-! I'MNOTBEINGDRAMATICTHATREALLYTICKLES!"

He said, little hiccups and gasps breaking through his laughter now as he threw his head back. His Knees buckled, and Eddie had to hurry to keep his grip stable so he didn't drop the poor puppet. Eddie let out a surprised chuckled at Wallys desperate exclamation. "I can tell!"

Wally whined again, his body gone completely limp as he laughed his poor little head off. Eddie let his attack continue for a little longer before he did eventually let up, easing Wally up right again, keeping his arms around him while he recovered. "You ok, giggles?"

Wally chuckled a little and looked up at Eddie, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "Yes, I'm fine. But, oh, that was mehean!" He said cupping one of his own cheeks and looking away. Eddie chuckled and let Wally go from his hug. "Aw, ya know you enjoyed it!" Then, he retrieved the letters and held them out to Wally. "Now, I believe you was lookin for these?" He said, wiggling them in front of Wally playfully. He snatched them out of his hand, although there was still a big smile on his face.

"Yes,thank you very much! And now that you've gotten all the sillyness out of you, I shall go back to getting them ready, if you wouldn't mind"

He said fixing Eddie with a light hearted glare as he walked back over to the counter. Eddie laughed brightly.

"You feel more than welcome! There's no one better for the job, I suppose!"

And there wasn't, of course.

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THE SILLY PUPPETS!!! GRRRRRRRR!!!!

I hope y'all enjoyed! This way so fun to write!

[welcometololaland]

2023 writing wrap up (for the mems) (part 1 - i want to do the stats one as well!)

Thanks for the tags @liminalmemories21 @alrightbuckaroo and @reyesstrand 💜 Rules: Share what you wrote this year! It can be works you posted to Ao3, Wattpad, Tumblr, or anywhere else! You can share everything you wrote or just the ones you're most excited about.

1. a long time ago (we used to be friends) (December / Tarlos / E / 166.6k)

Carlos is a former private investigator, and his runaway ex is being accused of murder.

2. Cursed is a State of Mind (September / Firstprince / E / 17.2k)

A commentary on Alex and @dustratcentral's cursed coffee habits. Also, a love story. For my angel @rmd-writes.

3. (Un)Professional Services (September / Tarlos / E / 63.3k)

The Tarlos Professional Services AU co-write with @rmd-writes.

4. Catch and Release (September / Firstprince / T / 4.8k)

Snippet of a Rowing AU. For a title challenge given to me by @tailoredshirt.

5. oh baby, i'm a fool for you (September / Tarlos / E / 3k)

Total crack. TK tries to get Carlos to watch Twilight (and fails). For the vampire enthusiasts @strandnreyes @lightningboltreader @rmd-writes.

6. Fifty First Dates (September / Firstprince / E / 26.4k)

Alex challenges Henry to go on fifty first dates and then wishes he was one of them. Also, oodies. For my baby girl @celeritas2997.

7. living at the centre of a wound still fresh (June / Tarlos / E / 43k)

The Tarlos honeymoon, reimagined.

8. all is near and can't be touched (May / Tarlos / T / 3.8k)

Season 4 Episode 16 coda.

9. Cause of Action (WIP / April / Hangster / T / 7.7k)

ARGH don't look here I need to finish it.

10. (Fl)oral Arrangements (March / Tarlos / E / 5.2k)

Tarlos smut made into a season 4 episode 8 coda.

11. Like Gravity (February / Hangster / E / 6.5k)

Flirting at a bar that turns into something else, with a twist.

12. Warm Whispers (February / Tarlos / E / 4.3k)

Gratuitous wedding night spec.

13. Hearbreak High (January / Tarlos / T / 6.8k)

Kidfic part 3 with a teenager experiencing heartache.

14. Love in Slow Motion (January / Tarlos / E / 32.7k)

Tennis AU prompt fills. Super soft.

15. Target Audience (January / Tarlos / E / 8.2k)

Carlos Reyes vs. TikTok. This fic is a damn comedy.

I'll leave an open tag for anyone who would like to share, please tag me if you decide to participate. I'll also yeet this into the rwrb fandom by tagging @rmd-writes @clottedcreamfudge @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @kiwiana-writes @inexplicablymine @dumbpeachjuice @happiness-of-the-pursuit @everwitch-magiks and @indomitable-love just in case you haven't done it <3 and also @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @carlos-tk and @carlos-in-glasses just because.

[eclectic-sassycoweyes]

Music Monday

Thanks for the tags @sznofthesticks @lemonlyman-dotcom @strandnreyes and @tellmegoodbye and thank you for starting this tag game yay!!

I sometimes get the need to listen to nostalgic feelsy 90’s pop and last time I sang loudly along to these I had Tarlos on my mind and it made me form this silly lil’ headcanon that TK sometimes get the same need and listens to Dido in the Tarloft, like when he’s cooking in the kitchen, swaying a little bit and loudly singing along while Carlos just does his thing somewhere else!

Even though TK in some ways is a ‘committed-relationship’-guy, and even though it’s meant as a metaphor something about the lyrics

“If my life is for rent

And I don’t learn to buy

Well I deserve nothing more than I get

‘Cause nothing I have is truly mine”

Makes me imagine TK singing along to those lyrics and reminiscing about how happy he is that he dared to let Carlos push him to ‘buy’ and that even if he ran away at first he took the leap to come back and commit to Carlos and the permanency of owning the Tarloft together!

And even though it doesn’t fit exactly because TK and Carlos are together and his love is reciprocated, he’ll sing loudly along to

“I will go down with this ship

I won’t put my hands up and surrender

There will be no white flag above my tomb

I’m in love and always will be”

Thinking about how in looove 💕 he is with Carlos and maybe when he’s in a certain mood a little about the breakup and how messy he feels like he made things.

(Bonus about this song is that it’s so fitting to fandom and shipping culture - be it Tarlos or any other ship, we’ll all ‘go down with this ship’🤣)

I also in this lil’ headcanon of mine, I imagine that both Carlos and TK would recognize these song from their childhoods as there both 90’s kids.

I can both picture both Gwyn and Andrea (and Owen tbh) liking and listening to Dido. While I picture TK having memories of him and Gwyn singing along with it together in the Car, Carlos would maybe secretly like it and borrow the CD (this is the 90’s and 00’s after all) from Andrea or his sisters and put it on his room bc a lot of kids like the same music that they grew up with or that their big siblings listen to, but Carlos would have felt like it wasn’t cool to like bc it was ‘girls’ music’.

Which make him like it even more when TK sings badly along with it in their kitchen - it reminds him of Andrea in the kitchen or being allowed in his sisters’ room and listening to music, but it also reminds him how his past insecurities has diminished so much since meeting TK who has brought this more free way of being allowed to be masculine into his life 🥹

Carlos will find it adorable and freeing even if TK’s singing is as good as his impressions🥰

I want to add one last song because it’s such a beautiful love song that also makes me 🥹🥹 when I listen to it while in my Tarlos feels - thinking of one of them being away or working a 24-hour/night shift and thinking of the other being about to wake up and start their day and they won’t be able to kiss good morning and goodbye as usual🥺:

“My mind’s distracted and confused

My thoughts are a million miles away

They lie with you in your sleep

Kiss you when you start the day”

Open Tag!

Plus tags under the cut (tagging everyone who follows me just in case you want to participate and are too shy to use the open tag - but if you don’t want to, please don’t feel any pressure to, and if you don’t want to tagged next time please let me know!! (Or, just don’t like this post and I promise I’ll leave you out next time, and you can let me know if you did want to be tagged)☺️🩷 (if you aren’t tagged it’s because I couldn’t find you in the mentions and you can always let me know if you want to be tagged another time!! (And know that the open tag is for you this time!)))

@storms-s @vineofroses @goldenskykaysani @feministteapot @nancygillianmvp @ladytessa74 @alrightbuckaroo @dramalets @certifiedflower @leave-a-whisper @carlos-tk @herefortarlos @radootti-tippins @whatsintheboxmh @wymyhr @shyfannickelplaid @inkweedandlizards @heartstringsduet @kiwichaeng @craftytragedysalad @paperstorm @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @carlos-in-glasses @curly-fangirly @thisbuildinghasfeelings @thoughtsickles @mentallyill-gremlin @never-blooms @catanisspicy @lightningboltreader @constructiononsunsett @firstprince-history-huh @zenschin @welcometololaland

[heartstringsduet]

@carlos-in-glasses you mean to imply it's WEDNESDAY? No wayyyyyy?? In this weird timeline where supposedly it's the first Wednesday of the year, have some of First Aid's chapter 5 possibly getting published tomorrow or next week &lt;3 warning: discussion about drugs

The hugs from his dad feel different now. They’re the same height. His father grips tighter, like he tries to hold onto something inside TK instead of just his body.

“TK, you know I hate reminding you, but—”

TK’s chest tightens, happiness squeezed right out. He pushes out of the embrace, twists his own arms around his torso. “Can we please not get into it?”

“We’ve made a deal,” his dad says calmly. “I don’t go through your stuff, I don’t ask you for a drug test, but I need you to be more responsible. I want you home by midnight.”

“Midnight? I’m twenty-two, not twelve, Dad!” TK feels like stomping his feet but instead walks around the kitchen island to get more distance between them.

Owen raises his hands, palms up. “Oh, I'm aware. But I’m your parent and I take your health seriously.”

“It wasn’t—I was dehydrated, yes. I took a bit of speed at a party. But it was the first time I’d ever tried it and I paid the price when I fainted, didn’t I?”

His dad rubs his forehead. “TK.” 

“What? I keep on telling you that it’s not a big deal. I’m not a junkie—”

“TK—”

“No, Dad,” TK cries. “You either drug test me daily or you believe me.”

Owen slumps against the kitchen island, looking at him with concern and something close to defeat. “I believe you. I just want to make sure you’re okay. I feel like you haven’t been telling me stuff lately.”

“What stuff?”

“About your paramedic program; about your friends; your life. About why you don’t seem happy anymore.” Owen’s hands tighten on the counter.

‘Why now?’, TK wants to hurl at him. Why does it always take something significant for his parents to care?

“I’m okay,” TK says, pushing all of his anger and misery into a corner of his roiling stomach. Over the past few years, he's managed to avoid fights with his parents and this is feeling awfully too close to one. He forces a smile. He has no room to be anything but a perfect son if he wants to be treated like a son at all. I tag whoever wants to join &

@cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @birdclowns @lightningboltreader @whatsintheboxmh @ladytessa74 @lemonlyman-dotcom @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @decafdino @freneticfloetry @orchidscript @liminalmemories21 @inkweedandlizards @paperstorm @noxsoulmate @theghostofashton @thebumblecee @herefortarlos @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @carlos-tk @louis-ii-reyes-strand

[xecutivecucumber]

Executive Cucumber's Thoughts on The Bad Batch 03×12!

Spoilers under the cut

Let start out by saying holy heck that was the cool down episode I needed. My sister watched it before me and was able to tell me that Tech/CX-2 wasn't in it for a significant amount, so I was able to get past my disappointment and not be stressed out during the episode. Yes, I'm still on the 'Tech is CX-2 Bandwagon.' I do think they should have revealed him to the audience earlier, because I have to actively avoid Bad Batch social media (*cough*reddit*cough*) for my own mental health because of the negativity around the idea. It's really draining.

Anyway, on to the actual episode!

Today I realized that I might be triggered by Omega being trapped at Tantiss because of some past experiences. (And yes, if you've read my fics you know that I've done it to her too, but I have control over that and I think the problem is the lack of control I have)

Hi Tech! I love you! Please be un brainwashed soon!

I want to murder Hemlock. I don't know if I've ever hated a Star Wars villain like this before. It feels so personal.

It devastates me that they're going to take Omega's clothes away. Clothes that were given to her by people who love her. Ow.

Also you're playing a dangerous game, not keeping those binders on her, Hemlock.

'Is everything all right, Dr. Karr?' 'No, the Jango parent gene got awakened in me and that does not go away'

Why does Emerie think she HAS to do this?

I'm a little disappointed we didn't see Hunter find out about Omega. He's probably just in 'go' mode, honestly. Adrenaline and all that.

Crosshair is so proud of Omega oh my gosh.

PHEE MY QUEEEEEEEEEN

Oh my gosh Tech told Phee about Crosshair. That implies that had more time than we saw. That makes me so happy and sad.

Phee talks about Tech with such fondness. You can tell how much she cared about him. I feel like I'm watching a widow who's processed her grief but still talks about her husband because she loved him.

Also, looking at Phee, she doesn't really have any implied make up on. She's very natural. Good for her.

...Rampart looks kinda good with a beard.

Okay Tech would find the stunt Phee pulled extremely attractive.

This is the closest we've gotten to the original Batch we've gotten in a very long time. It feels good to see them go mission mode with Crosshair.

This is reminding me of Eriadu and I don't like it.

Crosshair asking Wrecker if he remembered whatever plan and then patiently waiting for him to remember lives rent free in my head he's so sweet.

WRECKER'S THEME IS BACK BABY

Also, Crosshair's theme is played in this really fun way?

Crosshair should be allowed to kick Rampart in the balls. As a treat.

Rampart you snake. Crosshair should have shot him in the leg instead of stunning him.

My sister pointed out that the juggernaut represents how the Batch is right now. You cannot stop them.

Man, it's nice to not to be as conflicted when the TK troopers die, as opposed to when clones were sent against them. Quick thought though, does Wolffe have all the remaining clones?

Man these guys get BRUTALIZED.

Them throwing around passed out Rampart is amazing and should continue to happen.

Okay Wrecker has his knife out HE IS READY TO TORTURE A MAN.

Frick you Rampart. He is the worst replacement for Omega.

Aww they probably didn't bring Batcher on the mission to protect her. (Plus she a half trained dog and it was a stealth mission)

And then the boys spent the next hour arguing over who has to call Echo and tell him.

Hemlock you FOULE you're giving Omega ALLIES. Also why are you telling her all this. She will use it against you.

Gall, I hate Hemlock.

Again, I really needed this cool down episode. Though I'm afraid the final three episodes are going to hurt. THIS IS MY FAVORITE SHOW WHY IS IT STRESSING ME OUT SO MUCH. ALSO WAITING A WEEK FOR EPISODES ALSO SUCKS. A LOT.

[marvel-starwarsfangirl]

Ep. 12 "Juggernaut" Review

This episode was certainly fast paced. I wished it was a teensy bit longer because I want more of my boys. That being said, the juggernaut sequences were absolutely fantastic. Everything from Hunter's crazy maneuvers to the TK troopers actually being competent were phenomenal. I loved seeing the crazy ride that our boys took as they raced against the Empire's forces and the lack of road. It reminded me of the tank chase in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Thankfully, both Indy and the Batch make it out (thank you Phee).

Also, shoutout to that one Steve Blum voice cameo for random imperial. He's awesome.

As usual, spoilers below

My discord friend and I both theorized that Rampart would return as a prisoner with information and boy, were we right. I'm just gonna say it, Rampart is hot with the scruffy look. Yes, I still hate his guts and he's still an ahole. But I have a thing for the scruffy look. This is because James Norrington was one of my crushes in Pirates of the Caribbean. I don't make the rules, ok?

Ngl, it was cool to see him return. Prison hasn't been kind to him, but it's clear he hasn't changed one bit. He might give up info out of spite, but his views on others he perceives as lesser haven't changed. I wasn't surprised when he had no clue what an Ugnaught was nor when he referred to Crosshair by his number. Unlike Kallus or Cross, who both learned from their mistakes (and obviously had honor), Rampart remains greedy. Although he offers information, he could sell the Batch out in exchange for freedom. We'll see how well that goes. Crosshair was right to be wary.

Side note: seeing Rampart being thrown around like luggage when he was stunned was hilarious. He deserved it though.

Speaking of Cross, his snark was golden. You tell them Cross. Snark aside, Crosshair is not ok. Even mentioning Tantiss is a trigger for him. He doesn't want to go back nor think about anything related to the place. But we all know he will because Omega needs him. She saved his life and he loves her dearly. But I'm glad Hunter and Wrecker didn't hold it against him. Although, I wished we got more dialogue on that whole situation. At least both of his brothers know that Cross didn't hand her over willingly or what not. And Cross trusts that Omega's choice wasn't without reason. Also, Cross' theme kicks in after his hand starts trembling and he needs a hug. He's been through so much.

The interaction with Phee was also really sweet. Crosshair finally got to hear the iconic "Brown Eyes." And the fact that Tech clearly talked about Crosshair in a positive light to Phee makes my heart melt. Tech doesn't know how much Crosshair has changed, but that love he had for him never went away. I am in tears. I also have no doubt that Tech would be impressed with Phee's stealthy drop off of the boys.

Something else I enjoyed was seeing the brothers work together like to good ol' days. It really reminded me of the earlier seasons and CW and just how much I missed it. Season 3 has been so heavy and dark that moments like these make me happy. Cross and Wrecker using battle plans while Hunter drives was so much fun to watch.

And then there's Hemlock. I can't wait for him to fall off Tantiss and die. He's so creepy and gross. I cringe whenever I see his stupid face. The way he showed Omega the children and was like "this is your new home" just made me want to hate him more.

And Emerie! She feels so trapped between her duties and affection for Omega. But she will choose a side in the end and I have a feeling it'll be Omega. My theory is that Omega will encourage her to help her and the children escape. Emerie will provide assistance and probably be killed by Hemlock.

someone please tell me how Echo is doing off screen. I love you sweet Echo; just stay off screen and you'll be safe. but also come back bc i miss your presence

Anyways, that's all for now. We're in the endgame now fellas. 3 more episodes. I will post some theories. Until next time, take care!

[thisbuildinghasfeelings]

Still playing a bit of catch-up with fic recs this week, we're focusing on fic recs from season 3 episodes 7-12:

3x07 Red vs. Blue, 3x08 In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency, 3x09 The Bird, 3x10 Parental Guidance, 3x11 Prince Albert in a Can, 3x12 Negative Space.

Here are this week's prompts:

126 softball

Gwyn's death

TK's relationship with his mom

Owen and Gwyn

Owen and Catherine

Paul and Marjan as ride or die besties

Carlos and Grace teaming up

Sadie

Rules:

Every week there will be a different prompt, and everyone is encouraged to share a fic (or a few!) recommendation that meets the prompt and tag a few fic-reading friends. The game can be played all week, so no pressure to post right away. Please feel free to use the banner above, to make your own, or to not use one at all!

Finally, please use the tag ‘Rewatch Read-Along Week 18’ and at the end of the week @911lonestarrewatch will post the link to the tag for the comprehensive list of fic recs!

Thanks to @guardian-angle22 for the banner!

Here are my recs:

Ride or die by @tailoredshirt

In the aftermath of their fight and makeup in 3x09/3x10, Paul and Marjan get in a car accident and have more of a conversation about why Paul was so upset by what happened to him. A beautiful little exploration of Paul and Marjan's friendship.

kiss it better by @sznofthesticks

Nancy/Marjan in the aftermath of the softball game. We always need some more softball-adjacent porn without plot excellence!

"You love this, don't you?" by @irispurpurea

A little missing scene from the softball game. An incredibly accurate portrayal of how much Carlos must have enjoyed seeing TK during the game.

Sex Drive by @welcometololaland

We all know without a doubt what happened between TK and Carlos after they left the softball game 😏 But in this wonderful rendition, they don't even manage to make it home first!

(if this is) goodbye by @fallout-mars

A lovely and heartbreaking missing moment from 3x08. Carlos waits helplessly at the airport and leaves TK a voicemail as TK is in danger in the air.

Sweet Dreams and Flying Machines by @carlos-in-glasses

An absolutely gorgeous fic that artfully intertwines Carlos and TK's memories of 9/11 with the events of 3x08.

Let me just tell you, I really should go back to sleep by @ladytessa74

Yes, this is a 4x04 coda, but it's beautiful and I love it and it heavily features Gwyn and TK's grief at losing her, so it absolutely counts as an appropriate fic rec for this week!

i'll go on singing till i know you've heard by @maxbegone

TK runs into Genevieve, the woman he saved on the plane in 3x08, at the grocery store and the meeting provides a bit of a healing experience for him.

let our hearts beat here by @doublel27

A really beautiful fic where TK and Carlos get to have a little vacation in the aftermath of Gwyn's death and before things start getting even worse for them again. These two pretty much always need a vacation, so it always makes me so happy to read about them getting one.

Tagging some fic readers who might have recs to share:

@lemonlyman-dotcom @paperstorm @carlos-in-glasses @reyesstrand @strandnreyes

@vineofroses @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo @herefortarlos @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad

@heartstringsduet @liminalmemories21 @lightningboltreader @fangirl-paba @reyestrandd

@chicgeekgirl89 @firstprince-history-huh @noxsoulmate @ladytessa74 @sznofthesticks

@literateowl @nancygillianmvp @bonheur-cafe and OPEN TAG for anyone else who wants to share some fic recs!

[guardian-angle22]

Tagged by @beautifulhigh & @welcometololaland to list my top 5 Tarlos scenes.

This is really going to show my Season 3 bias ngl.

#5. 2.12 "Don't make me twist your arm."/"Please do."

Their chemistry is insane when they're teasing each other downstairs and then they kiss each other so softly once they get upstairs. I'm a sucker for a good soundtrack moment and there's something iconic about having their house literally light up on fire under them while obliviously making out as Fever by Elvis Presley plays in the background. Peak cinema tbh.

#4. 3.04 "Hey, baby. Breathe."/"Welcome home, TK."

We can all agree to have these two can count as one scene, right? they go back to back. The way TK reached for Carlos as soon as he woke up and immediately noticed that Carlos wasn't breathing right even though he just woke up from a coma, is still groggy, and barely has his eyes open? soulmate shit right there. If you haven't watched this without the music. my god. do it now. & then add in how happy they both look as Carlos leads TK into the loft with his hands over his eyes, and then when TK looks around and you can see on his face when he realizes he still gets to have this despite everything? Beautiful.

#3. 3.18 "For the first time in my life, the love that I feel is infinitely more powerful than the fear of losing it."/"A thousand times yes."

I mean can I even say more about the proposal that hasn't already been said? the urgency TK felt that prompted him to wake Carlos up in the middle of the night. His speech to Carlos. All the little touches throughout. The way they both were crying by the end. It was beautiful and it was perfect for them. (the only way it could have been better is if they maybe stopped to turn on a fucking lamp)

#2. 3.08 "Hey, look at me."/"I love you."

This was their first mutual "I love you" shown on screen and while the context was heartbreaking, it was still so so sweet. Carlos being the loving caregiver, kissing TK's forehead, rubbing his knee, wanting to make sure he eats. The way Carlos tells TK to look at him and he does immediately, even though TK has been basically avoiding eye contact with everyone the entire scene will live rent free in mind for all of time, I'm sure.

#1. 3.13 "Do you have any idea how proud of you I am?"/"You're just so sweet."

Can I put the entirety of 3.13 on the list at number one? Because it's my favorite episode for them. It has so many things. It has them being domestic and flirtatious. TK being distracted by Carlos in yoga clothes. It has them fighting a bit, overcoming those obstacles, and communicating. It showed Carlos as a multidimensional character with flaws like jealousy and pettiness, but then growing through it to come to the realization that he can't be everything that TK needs at the end of the day.

But if I absolutely had to pick just one scene from it, I would chose the opening scene. TK sharing with Carlos about his meeting, finding a sponsor, & the realization of not having Gwyn around affecting his mindset. Carlos waiting up with his adorable glasses, reading articles to educate himself, telling TK how proud of him he is. TK calling him sweet and flirting with him. I just-- 🥰🥰

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Because I'm doing this pretty late in the day, this has made it's rounds through a lot of my mutuals already. so I'm just going to tag a few people that I haven't seen do it yet (no pressure though if you're not feelin' it. but also if you have done it and I missed it let me know so I can read yours!): @morganaspendragonss @ourlegendwillbefitforverse @detective-giggles @noxsoulmate @ladytessa74 @autistic-lesbian-story-lover @tkstrandreyes @pragmatic-optimist @reyescarlos @spencessmile @poledancingghostson @sunshinestrand @mandiiigurllll

[not-goldy]

Tkks once again in group chats accusing Jk of being a shit headed boyfriend to Tae, while ignoring Tae walked hand and hand with Jennie. Where was your sympathy for Jungkook bitch? If JK is dating Tae like you claim. Imagine how Jk felt seeing Tae parading Jennie around in public and throwing his relationship with her around in Jk's face. This is the picture you are painting of TK right? So why does Tae get a pass to shit on Jk's feelings and gets to fuck around with other people, but you draw the line at Jk doing it? Why does Tae get to take vacations with Jennie. To NY, Jeju and Paris, but you draw the line at JK vacationing with Jimin in NY/CT and Japan? You ignore pictures of Tae and Jennie on vacation, Tae in her bed. Pictures and videos Jk had to see by the way, but you wanna raise hell over Jikook taking shirtless pictures on vacations and Jimin posting one for his birthday. That's too much, but Tae in Jennie's bed is okay. You don't actually give a fuck about Jk and you know deep down TK isn't real, you just want a reason to hate on Jimin cause you're jealous lonely fucks. You focus on Tae, but you also want him to be a helpless victim being emotionally abused by Jikook, cause you get off on it. You are sick twisted fucked up in the head mental cases who need lots of therapy. I am not joking or being funny. Ignoring Tae has a whole entire girlfriend and still focusing on Jikook. Can you just say out loud, you think Jk loves Jimin more then you think Tae loves Jennie and it threatens you. See with Taennie out of sight, means out of mind and you can relax a bit. Jikook however are in your faces and you are forced to watch Jk in love with Jimin and not your fav.

Don't get pissed off at Jikook cause your favs had to catch up through videocall and Tae didn't even know Jk cut his hair, when y'all said TK would shave them together and enlist together and its not happening, while Jikook been snuggling in each other's beds for months on their private trips and making big future plans together for months behind the scenes and about to take their next journey together, in the military together. You had a chance to be happy for Tae and Jennie. You had a chance to support Tae and support his happiness a relationship that made him so giddy and so happy. You didn't. Instead you chose to lick your tkk leaders chronic lying assholes who has gaslit you and continued to ignore every red flag and ship two men who aren't dating and now you mad cause the walls of truth are caving in on you. Should have got out of your imagination when Tae told you.

Smh

We should put them on an intergalactic slave ship and send them off to another galaxy for aliens to do with them whatever they please 🥺

[dearweirdme]

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/735811451636367360/are-jikookers-rewriting-history-taekook-was-the

This is gonna singe some jkkers ass hair but the truth is that, outside of a handful of fanfic shippers, jikook only took off when BigHit started editing out Taekook moments and highlighting Jikook moments. I've been here since the beginning so I saw it all. Jikook were not even on the water. Nobody was checking for them.

I think at that point, JM was being heavily shipped with Yoongi and Taehyung because...we got more content. Like if content is the determining factor then Yoonmin were having a loving love affair at one point.

Taegi even had a brief rise up for a hot minute for the same reason. We were seeing more Yoongi and Tae and less JK and Tae but my beautiful fantasy ship (🥲) simmered out when....drumroll please, we stopped getting content 😏 BigHit weren't showing it and we weren't seeing any signs of yoongi and tae spending time together outside of the company airplay.

So like a normal person, I stick to fanfics and memories for my Taegi fix and acknowledge that this ship sails only in my heart and my head. Jikookers, when will you?

JM stans didn't even like JK too much at the beginning because they accused him of being cold and jealous of vmin and not giving JM the attention fans felt he deserved and vminnies felt like he was third wheeling vmin.

JM stans were foaming at the mouth at one point because JK literally pushed JM off him and he hit the wall real hard. They were calling for his resignation, lol.

If you look at the hotel video where the three of them are playing. JM is sitting between Taekook and while he's talking, he is platonically slapping their thighs for exclamation and JK is not happy about it....(and this is after the festa where he makes a point of caressing Tae's thigh like he's won something after Taehyung tells JM to stop doing it in his confession letter)

It's worth noting Taehyung was not the slightest bit bothered by JM slapping his thigh, btw 😉

And jokers can write shit about how 'oh, its just coz they got closer, taekook drifted apart' but then I need y'all to answer me why we were still getting moments of Taekook being pretty damn close that BigHit clearly didn't want to put any shine on? We had to go looking for them, but they were there.

At first, jokers decided to play their ship as an enemies to lovers trope with JK being the tsundere but there were too many TK moments to deny and they realised that whatever they claimed for their ship, they'd have to acknowledge for TK plus more and they didn't like the idea of JM being the backstabbing, boyfriend stealing bestie or JK being a flip flopping cheat...so they decided to rewrite history instead and just take all the moments they used to shit on taekookers for (and some of those theories were crack induced, I gotta admit) and force them to apply to their ship.

Literally every Jikook theory started as a Taekook theory first. They raided the whole house and took everything; legit shit and the garbage too.

They're trying to bring fanfic to life. I think there's some projection and self inserting going on there too or something.

They feel like if JM 'wins' JK, they win too because JK wasn't always as nice to JM as he could have been.

But people who have been here since the beginning know that it's always been Taehyung for JK and jkkers feel it personally because they've put all their chips on JM 'winning' JK over in as absolute a way as it gets. That's why so many of them turned on Taehyung.

What do y'all think jokers are so mad for? 😂 They know the deal better than Taekookers at this point.

...Taegi though (😪) we could have had it all.

Hi anon!

Well.. they’re already pissed.. so posting this won’t really make a difference 😂.

You know what I found really interesting? How we got quite a few Tkkrs kinda shifting into shipping Tae and Goff. It came at a point when Jk was getting criticized about being cold, dismissive, and whatnot towards Tae while we were getting little Tkk content and saw Tae together with Goff more often. That feels similar, though I wasn’t here when BTS started so I don’t actually know what that was like(😭😭😭 forever sad about stepping in so late).

Jkkrs have a lot of bending and mending to do. They very often contradict themselves and are reading into situations like crazy (😂). Just this last year they went from ‘they’re laying low for the military’ to ‘taking a courageous step together’, from ‘they can’t control themselves around each other’ to ‘they’re adults ofcourse they can behave themselves in the army’. On the one hand you have jkkrs claim ‘jk is a painfully shy introvert’ while on the other hand ‘jk has to protect Jm’. Not even mentioning how many Jkkrs actually thought they broke up this year because nothing made sense anymore.

Things will never make sense to them, because what they expect to find just isn’t there.

[anzynai]

Hey! I’m so happy to see that a tkl writer is into TWST! There are barley any fics and hcs on here and I’m STARVING! If you’re taking requests can you please write some hcs for the dorm leaders? Thanks!

Housewarden Tk Headcanons (Twisted Wonderland)

HELLO!!!! my requests are closed so normally i would have to decline this ask.. but i guess it’s ur lucky day anon because i’m actually obsessed with twst and this is my first request from this fandom so… enjoy! i love all these losers so there’s gonna be a good amount of hcs in this post LOL i’ll count it when i’m finished!! HELP MEEE THERE ARE 63 HEADCANONS. um, you’re welcome i guess this took 4ever!

also it sometimes makes me laugh when i put really serious and cool photos for my headcanons and then it’s just silly little tickling but uh. yes.

Riddle Rosehearts

hello so goldfishie is at least like a 7 on the scale. his worst spots: uhhh his neck (IDK I THINK IT SUITS HIM) and his sides!!

who tickles him the most? let’s see. floyd and trey are tied. but occasionally, if duece and ace see trey tickling riddle, they’ll join in as well.

it’s kinda funny when he’s tickled bc he gets angry (even when he’s enjoying it) so he’ll be like “let go of me this instant” and be disappointed when they actually do. however, he has too much pride to admit he didn’t actually want them to stop.

though he doesn’t always like being tickled. like, floyd has a habit of just tickling people whenever he feels like it no matter the time and place, which sometimes puts riddle into incredibly awkward and embarrassing situations.

he bites his lip to conceal his laughter but it’s like a river cuz the second a giggle slips out and it will, it’s over. he’s dead, he’s dying.

u know those people who want to retaliate so so bad, but they don’t dare think of it because they KNOW that they would receive it back tenfold?? well maybe that’s a little specific so u might not know people like that BUT RIDDLE IS LIKE THAT

but bro just needs more confidence bc the times he has tickled someone, he becomes an absolutely menace. he somehow has some kind of instinct for the best spots.

he can’t really tease all that well unless he’s really in the mood cuz he gets flustered hshghshs

Leona Kingscholar

sometimes this dude is like too lazy for tickles????? so this doesn’t happen too too often (but it does)

I GIVE HIM A 6!!!! his worst spots: hips and ribs (more hips thooo)

ruggie likes to tickle him to get him to wake up basically bc this dude will not get up for ANYTHING and most people don’t tickle him besides ruggie because who would dare??? anyways, once ruggie gets to his hips, he’s gone.

IDKKK I FEEL LIKE HE WOULD GET SOOO EMBARRASSED by tickling like that’s one of the only times u will see his face bright red, though he tries to hide it like he will look anywhere but at u lol

kinda scary if he gets u back tho cuz bro has no shame. all he cares about if that u are thoroughly wrecked. (this fact does not work well in ruggie’s favor, but how else is he supposed to get leona to wake up?)

he is a bit on the tougher side when tickling but never enough to actually hurt you

and somehow he’s a deadly teaser and knows how to hit it where it hurts?? flusters???? IDK sometimes it feels like he can read ur mind and know exactly what will incite the best reactions out of u and uses that to his advantage while he’s tickling u to death

his favorite thing about tickling is honestly getting to see the reactions on his victims face LOLLLL

Azul Ashengrotto

hi azul ashengrotto is my fav ever and that’s irrevelevanf but u should know anyway also he’s an 8 tbh on the ticklishness scale. (if i had my way, it would be 11/10 but i just can’t lie to myself)

his worst spot: HIS TUMMY AND HIS SIDES??? generic, i know. he hates it, because it’s the go-to spot and so right off the bat EVERYONE who ever tickles him knows his worst spot

he lowkey hates this laugh (no he doesn’t, he’s just embarrassed) cuz he snorts and like??? this sly, cunning businessman.. don’t tell me he… snorts when tickled..? wait he’s ticklish? YES HE IS AND YES HE DOES and he is so embarrassed by it

i feel like he probably would write a contract to keep someone from revealing his secret. that would be funny.

floyd and jade know and they’re ALWAYS using it against him. it’s like their main method of annoying him cuz what better way to mess with their boss than tickling?? well, they also use it for cheer up tickles mostly when he’s feeling self-conscious.

bros the type to like.. cover his mouth to try and hide his laugh. he’s not fooling anyone, everyone can hear his concealed laughter. it’s really easy to get his hands to move anyway, because if u get his worst spots, or occasionally armpits, he will be too busy trying to pry ur hands away lol but his face gets pretty red

he’s a sweet ler tbh i feel like he gives gentle tickles and never pushes the lee too far yk? like since i imagine him being really good at reading people, he will be observing their reactions the whole time so he can tell when they’re nearing their limit

that said, he’s a pretty mean teaser. he builds it up so u think it’s not bad at first but somewhere along the lines, he manages to say the most embarrassing things with no shame. “i guess it’s fitting for someone so adorable to be so ticklish.”

he tickles floyd and jade sometimes. sometimes when he’s in a bad mood, he takes it out on them by tickling them. again, never going too far tho.

he’s also the type to like gently and quickly scribble someone on their back or neck.. or poke them in the side as he’s walking by or if he’s trying to get their attention? ofc he only does this with close friends (and jamil bc my azujami heart can’t help it)

ANOTHER AZUJAMI HC BUT TICKLE HUGS AS THEY CUDDLE

Kalim Al-Asim

bros def a 9… 9.5??? SOMEHWEEE ALONG THOSE LINES. anyways, he’s very ticklish.

worst spots: def his chin and his thighs.

ALSO IDK I FEEL LIKE EVERYONE CAN TELL BUT HE DEF LOVES TICKLING. he likes being tickled, he likes to tickle, just he’s like “it’s a fun way to bond with friends”

if only jamil could agree. kalim jumps him and ambushed him with tickles. but it’s fine, because jamil absolutely wrecks him when kalim isn’t behaving or is being lazy. (why are kalim and leona so similar aka don’t wanna do shit sorry that’s mean but am i wrong)

kalim has a really loud laugh but it’s very distinct compared to his regular laugh, which is also very loud. many times, his laugh can be heard throughout the dorm and the students just sigh cuz they know what’s going on.

also i feel like kalim would be the type where after being absolutely destroyed, he’d be breathless and struggling to catch his breath and still be super energetic and all like “wow you got me good!!!”

can i say kalim sneak attacks???? like esp with jamil, but all of his friends always fear the wrath of kalim because they could be doing literally ANYTHING but he just pounces and tickles them whenever they least expect it

while most times he is pretty caring when tickling someone, there are times he gets to wrapped up in it and goes a bit overboard and someone has to stop him. afterwards, he feels super guilty so he will shower u with aftercare, hugging you and apologizing nonstop, offering snacks, you name it.

his tickles tend to be on the rougher side but not enough up hurt. it used to, but after realizing that some people don’t like it like that, he eases up a bit. since i said before that he sees tickling as a bonding activity, he wants to make sure that everyone’s having fun.

Vil Schoenheit

sorry i love vil he is so so pretty UHH BUT I THINK IM GONNA GIVE HIM A 4. idk i just can’t see him as all that ticklish.

unless….. UNLESS U GET HIS RIBS. the shrieks he lets out if u get him there are actually insane

rook is actually the most devious and feared tickle monster in all of NRC (REAL, NOT LYING) and unfortunately, vil is one of the people who suffers the most from his tickly endeavors. and sometimes it’s a bad thing and sometimes it’s a good thing.

first of all, vil isn’t all that embarrassed about being ticklish. now, that doesn’t mean he wants the whole world to know. he’s alright with being tickled or tickling someone as long as it’s in a private space.

he still blushes like a hyena tho (i don’t think that’s an actual simile but for some reason it was the first thing that popped up in my mind so it’s staying) but he will still be like “if you’re going to do it, just get it over with…” meanwhile his heart is pounding

expectantly, i mean who would have ever guessed, vil has the most graceful, beautiful, angelic, harmonic laughter anyone who’s tickled him has had the honor of hearing. it’s like a reward, not to mention the fact that sometimes it can be difficult to find spots that make him laugh. after all, most generic spots like his sides, can only incite a huff maybe?

he is like scarily good at keeping still while being tickled (the other housewardens could never). umm so any “keep your arms up” games that go on, he’s probably going to win LOL

pretty good ler but doesn’t do it too often. really only rook and epel, sometimes he thinks it’s a bit childish (even if he enjoys it)

BUT BUT BUT when he was training epel with etiquette, he would like scribble on epels back to get him to stand straight or yk just things along those lines. and for rook, he just goes crazy. (somehow he still manages to look gorgeous while doing it)

surprisingly gentle tickler, honestly it’s crazy. sometimes it feels like he isn’t even touching u with how light it is, which honestly just makes it worse because he makes u anticipating (i have no idea how to word this) yet still giggling and laughing lol

Idia Shroud

oh shit, this man. he’s so. 10.

he’s so extremely ticklish. like everywhere. except for his feet and neck. yay, the two spots people barely go for when he’s being attacked. like yeah, for the neck maybe a little scratch or scribble here and there but when he’s being wrecked, that’s not where people tend to tickle him.. how lucky.

blushy boy. his hair is red his face is red his ears are red. he wouldn’t even be as flustered if he was.. A LITTLE LESS SENSITIVE??? but when he’s laughing like a hyena (is this where i got the simile for the other one) he can’t help but feel ashamed

he loves it tho like i can tell u idia shroud loves being tickled and while he would never say it, everyone and i mean everyone knows. well, everyone who’s tickled him. i mean, he never tells them to stop. of course, it can’t go on for too long or he will start feeling uncomfortable but just the right amount will have him eating it up EVERY TIME.

bro def squeals tbh while like curling up

who’s that btw? the people who tickle him? let’s see: ortho (ofc, little bro always loves seeing his brother happy) and azul on occasion (when he’s feeling like a sore loser after a game he lost).. well this doesn’t make everyone a lot of people now taht i think about it. BUT MY POINT STILL STANDS

how could someone live being so flustered by tickling. yk those ppl in the community who struggle to say the word tickle? that’s him. idia shroud reads tickle fics!!…. okay maybe not, but he definitely blushes at the word “tickle”

he gets embarrassed tickling people back. unlike vil who rarely does because it’s “undignified”, he doesn’t it too because he’s too embarrassed. he’s never tickled azul (he wants to tho i swear) and he can’t tickle ortho because when programming ortho, he didn’t really have tickling in mind so obviously, he didn’t add anything like that in (he should tho and give ortho have a taste of his own medicine)

i feel like he would be an awkward tickler who slowly turns sadistic the more confident he gets, esp with the teasing. “hehehe, you’re a lot more ticklish than i thought. this is nice.” with a somewhat terrifying grin on his face

Malleus Draconia

i think i’d like to give him a 2 but when lilia is tickling him, it’s a 5? idk he’s not super ticklish and doesn’t get tickled often. also lilia has some kinda power that makes his ticklishness switch.. not really. he doesn’t know how it works either.

LILIA STILL LOVES TICKLING HIM THO and occasionally silver will join in if he’s not sleeping lol and sebek wouldn’t dare (even tho he wants to so so badly)

i think malleus has these super breathy buffs and giggles that are honestly so. just… damn. just wow. idk while they’re not the giggles most people would expect, it’s the kind of laugh that makes u want to keep doing it.

he lets u tickle him (as long as ur not some rando like y’all gotta be friends obv) but he doesn’t mind when lilia decides to tickle him

teases aren’t all that flustering to him either i feel like he would be the type to agree tbh. like lilia says “ur quite the ticklish boy aren’t you” and malleus is like “haha you’re right”

sweet ler, thinks it’s fun. he thinks u think it’s fun too. idk he just wants to have fun and he likes hearing people laugh and seeing them smile, but stops if they’re not enjoying it. also he is a gentle tickler.

honestly i feel like he wants to be in a tickle fight so bad but doesn’t because people are scared of him and that’s silly. idk lilia provides him with a lot of tickles and lilia lets him tickle him too if he’s feeling it, so he’s not all too down about it. he’s occasionally tickled even silver and sebek too (much to their embarrassment)

he doesn’t really tease he just smiles and it’s really cute and it makes u want to let him keep tickling u cuz he looks so happy which is just contagious and yes.

[mooshkat]

kinktober day 10+11, fucking machine and sensory deprivation

Carlos looks so pretty when he's like this, TK thinks. He watches his husband squirm on their bed, tugging uselessly at the ropes tying him down as TK plays with the controls to the fucking machine he'd set up for Carlos.

It's not quite at the highest setting, but there is one of their larger dildos attached to it, one that TK typically favors because it leaves him absolutely aching for most of the next day. 

They have the weekend to themselves without the worry of work, their shifts lining up finally after a few weeks of barely seeing each other. They've already been at this for over an hour, almost two.

There's a blindfold hiding his husband's beautiful eyes and the silk soaks up the tears spilling as Carlos is pushed past the point of overstimulation. He thrashes his head, chest stuttering on a whine as TK turns the machine down to a gentler pace.

They've decided not to use the earplugs tonight, but it doesn't matter as the mechanics of the machine masks TK's light footsteps as he walks around the bed. He stops at Carlos' waist and brushes his thumb over the remote, stopping the machine completely for a moment.

Carlos' panting is the only noise in the room now, and TK watches him as it takes a few moments for him to calm down. His husband's stomach and chest are both messy from the two orgasms he's slowly pulled out of him from the fucking machine, and he's aiming for a third before they're done.

Smirking, TK reaches out and brushes his finger over the tip of Carlos' cock, smearing precome over the head. Instead of wrapping his hand around him like Carlos' so desperately wants, with the way he jerks at the first touch and tries to arch up into TK's hand, he drags his fingers down the length, scratching his nails lightly across the overly sensitive skin. 

He wonders how it feels for Carlos, with his sight blocked and relying only on touch, sound, and smell.

With his other hand, he turns the machine back on to a rough pace.

Carlos cries out and he yanks hard on the ropes as he tries to get away from the sudden, overwhelming sensations. He doesn't drop the bell clenched tightly in his fist, though, so TK keeps playing with him even as Carlos' entire body begins to tremble.

"You're doing so good, baby, just a little while longer," he praises, so proud of how long Carlos has managed to go tonight. 

It's been long enough since they've played like this that TK was initially worried about accidentally pushing him too far, but Carlos had helped soothe those worries before they started the scene. The second it got to be too much, he would drop the bell.

His husband moans brokenly and tilts his chin up, silently asking for a kiss. TK knows how well touch can ground him when the overwhelming feelings can tip on the bad side of the scale, and he readily gives that to him.

He slides his hand up Carlos' torso and stops at his chest, feeling his racing heartbeat against his palm as he leans down to claim his mouth. Carlos does more panting into TK's mouth than actual kissing, but that's okay.

TK brushes his nose against Carlos', more than happy to let him take all the time he needs. He rubs his thumb soothingly over sweat soaked skin, humming quietly. "Do you think you can go one more time, baby? Or do you want to stop?"

Carlos shakes his head and his determination, as tired and shaky as it is, makes TK smile and brush his hands through his curls. "N-No, I'm good, I'm green. Promise." 

He bites his lip then, an anxious tick that TK has tried and tried to train him out of. Carlos catches himself almost as soon as he does it and stops, so TK doesn't say anything.

"I want to—" his breath hitches and his legs try to close and squeeze his thighs together, but the green rope tied intricately around them stops the movement and he whines. "I don't want the machine anymore, I want your cock, Tyler, please."

With such pretty begging, who is TK to say no to that? He turns off the machine and Carlos sighs in relief as it stops its relentless pounding. "Of course, baby. Let me move this out of the way real quick, okay?"

TK gently eases the dildo out of Carlos' ass and fuck, he reaches out before he can think about it and presses his thumb against the puffy rim, pushing in and watching the way his hole gapes around it.

"God, you're so fucking wet, Carlos," TK groans. He had been extra generous with the lube when they started this, and it had done its job of making the dildo slick and making an absolute mess under Carlos.

Carlos is going to be sore tomorrow, and TK won't be able to resist teasing him.

"Tyler," his husband whines, snapping TK out of his aroused daze. 

He pulls away and goes back to putting the fucking machine to the side, setting it on the floor by the bed to be dealt with later.

(Later, after a short nap with Carlos, he will have forgotten all about the machine when he wakes up and trip over it as soon as he's out of bed.)

After a moment of consideration, TK makes quick work of untying the ropes holding Carlos' legs and rubs the skin around his ankles rubbed slightly raw from all of his squirming.

TK strips out of his boxers and takes his cock in hand, his eyes rolling back at the first touch of relief he's given himself all night.

"You ready, baby? One more and then you can relax."

He settles between Carlos' legs and his husband tries to wrap them around him, but he's worn out and tired now. His head rolls against the pillow and his chest heaves with his harsh breathing.

"Please…"