#they're in love and stupid

[natelia-aldelliz]

"What if I fade?"

Soap lifts his head from his journal, looking up at Roach who is eerily floating near the ceiling. The slow movements almost make him look like he's in water. Kind of ironic given the way he died.

"What do you mean?" he asks, confused.

"What if I move on, what if I disappear," Roach elaborates, refusing to meet his eye. "Not everyone is a ghost, right? We'd be overly crowded. The fact that we're not also means that not every ghost stays."

Soap forces his dry throat to swallow. He honestly didn't want to think about that. He still needs Roach, he probably always will, but he hasn't even told him that he - he takes a deep breath in to calm himself.

"I don't know how it works," he admits quietly, bouncing his leg absent-mindedly. "You're probably right, like most of the time. Even if I really want you to be wrong about that."

Roach finally looks towards him.

"Maybe I should move on," Roach whispers. "It's not healthy, Johnny. You have no idea the things I want, what I wish for, that I'll never get."

Soap doesn't stand up, just keeps staring into Roach's eyes.

"I think I might have an idea, actually," he whispers back. Roach flounders for a moment. Soap really wishes he didn't get that wrong. He's pretty sure Roach meant that he can't have Ghost, and he himself can't have Roach. So... It's pretty similar.

"I've been feeling less like myself recently," Roach insists, deciding to ignore that comment for now. "I find myself wishing one of you would die so I wouldn't be alone. I never thought like that before, I fear that I may have stayed too long, that I'm starting to lose myself."

And he looks scared. It's written on his features so clearly and it breaks Soap's heart.

"You're not alone," he swears. "I'm here with you, and I'll make sure you stay you, however I can."

Roach looks at him, examining his face, looking for... something. Whatever it is, he seems to have found it because he exhales through his nose like a very soft laugh and averts his eyes, almost... blushing? It's a bit hard to tell from the distance and his left cheek being covered in burns while his right is covered in freckles, but he's pretty sure his ears are red.

"You can't look at me like that, Johnny," he says almost coyly. "I can't do anything about it, it's not fair."

Soap's face is burning and his eyes are wide. Was he too obvious? Did Roach understand or is he joking?

They probably look stupid, both of them redder than a fire truck, avoiding the other's eyes, regretting their words. Or at least he supposes that it's what's happening, because he's sure not looking up.

"If it makes you feel better," Roach finally says, sounding like he's smiling, "you were right for once : I am right most of the time. Judging by your reaction, you did indeed have no idea what I want."

[musicalchaos07]

A little Jancy season 5 scenario ficlet:

“Are we seriously going to talk about this right now?” Jonathan shouts, digging the axe into another vine.  “Well yea, Jonathan, if we’re going to die I'd like to know” Nancy counters, reloading her gun “I never said I didn't!” he defends, providing her coverage. “No, you just trashed all our plans” she accuses, firing off a shot  “I can't believe we're doing this” He complains, swinging the axe again “What was your plan exactly!?” she questions sarcastically, swapping the shotgun for something more practical.  “I don't know I didn't have one” Jonathan admits, throwing his hands up.  “Clearly!” “What do you want me to say exactly?”   “Duck” Nancy informs “What?” he questions, confused “DUCK!” she shouts, taking aim.  Jonathan complies in the nick of time, as Nancy sprays bullets into the monster.  “You never even asked what I wanted, you just dragged me along like always” he accuses, taking a swing at a demobat “Like Always!?” she protests “Yes like always, Jonathan let’s go hunt a monster, Jonathan let’s burn down the lab, Jonathan let’s investigate these rats even though we could get fired” He mocks, adding fuel to the fire “Yea well you went along with it” Nancy reminds him. “Yea and maybe that’s the problem”  He argues  “OH you are unbelievable” she screams  “Nance” he calls “Do you seriously think I don’t know when you’re lying?” she contends  “Nancy” he tries again  “Or when you’re pushing me away for some bullshit noble reason” She chides “Nancy!” “And what I’m just supposed to ditch you, settle for some boring guy, and end up like my parents?!” she hypothesizes  “NANCY!!” he shouts panicked Jonathan tackles her to the ground, cradling the back of her head. She feels more than sees the fire. She holds him a little tighter, reminded of how close to death they actually are this time. The fire dies down and cold snaps back almost instantaneously and he lifts his head quickly to look at her.  “Are you ok? Are you ok?” He questions anxiously She nods in response and pulls him back down, desperate to keep him in the safety of her arms.  “I don’t know what I’m doing” he confesses quietly into her neck.  “Deja vu” she snarks  “I’m serious, I can’t lose you” Jonathan clarifies, pulling up to look her in the eye again.  “You won’t” she promises, knowing she can’t really keep it. “I mean if- ” he starts  “Do you want to break up?” she cuts him off  “No. But I don’t want to hold you back” he worries  “You think I'd let you?” She quizzes, raising an eyebrow “No, but… I don’t know… I’m just… scared” he admits  “Me too” she confesses  “Yea?” “Yea.”  “I guess we could figure it out together” Jonathan offers, moving some stray hairs out of her face. “I guess we could,” she agrees, taking his left hand and linking it with hers. Jonathan seals their compromise with a kiss, cradling her head gently and pushing their scars together. Nancy loses herself in it, in him, temporarily forgetting that it’s the end of the world. All that exists is them, their love for each other, and this moment. “Seriously?!? In the middle of an apocalypse!?!” Will shouts at them disgusted  “Gross” Mike yells “That’s true love my dudes” Argyle comments “Or shared trauma” Jonathan jokes to her softly   “I love you too” Nancy responds, with a small laugh  “C’mon Wheeler, save the world first, make out later” He instructs, offering a hand to help her up “I’ll have you know I’m an excellent multitasker, Byers” she quips with a grin “I’m well aware”  he states, with a look she can’t help but smile at before raising onto her tiptoes to give him another quick kiss. 

[leglessstreetlights]

peter's great at making friends

[egophiliac]

well, I can't say I expected the new chapter to feature Idia (metaphorically) going to (metaphorical) hell, getting a pep talk from his (metaphorical) Phantom brother which helps him finally move on once and for all from his brother's death, and (metaphorically) overblotting again to fight his way back out of (metaphorical) hell, only to have his darkest fear (non-metaphorically) come true when his mom goes through his computer and finds all his secret files. but I am glad it did!

also this is all a flashback for the purpose of explaining to our group what the heck is going on (whether or not any of it is getting through is another matter)

[argentsunshine]

the illustrious phantom thieves of hearts

the sketch and colours were done by me the lineart was done by @kaetor hi jester ily

[blakbonnet]

Ed & Stede + Forgetfulness bonus:

[shorthaltsjester]

the mighty nein - critical role

this is a place where i don't feel alone. this is a place where i feel at home.

[lazylittledragon]

steddie Dads™ doodles from twitter

[just-an-ari]

obviously i had to draw the sillies!! emonette, adrien and i thought it would be funny to add my scene kid chloe in here too! claw noir was my fav to draw though :)

[nelkcats]

Lost Contact

Danny fell in love with Bruce Wayne in college. If he was completely honest with himself he didn't even know about Gotham or the outside world by that point, he just knew he had to get away from home for a while and complete his studies.

He didn't expect to run into a playboy billionaire who was supposedly very dumb at his college; Danny knew better, he could tell the difference between the act and the real Bruce, someone truly thoughtful, caring and very smart, but no one but him noticed so he didn't say anything.

They became very good friends despite their obvious latent crush and on graduation day Danny was about to confess when he got a call from home asking for help with the GIW. The halfa had no choice but to say goodbye not wanting to get Bruce in his mess.

When he returned to Gotham months later he learned that Bruce was gone, his butler informed him that he would be back but didn't know when and the halfa returned to Amity in disappointment. He decided to take over the Realms for a while and distract himself with all the responsibilities he had been avoiding.

Years later he was called for a college reunion. Danny was very nervous, he hadn't kept in touch with the outside world but his core was still glowing for the billionaire, he wondered if Bruce would remember him.

Despite his plan to confess his old feelings (and pretend they no longer existed), Danny was unable to do anything but look at Bruce who greeted him with a smile and a small child at his side. The halfa grimaced, maybe he was married?

Bruce seemed excited to see him again and exchanged his contact, asking him not to go off the radar again, the halfa felt a little guilty about it. They continued to communicate over the years. Danny noted with amusement how his crush kept adopting children and calling him for a dinner at the mansion.

[interestofthemonth]

Angel Dust, hinting that he'd make a good date for a party or something: You know, it's kinda funny, my sister always told me I’d make a better wife than her someday.

Husk, vibrating like a sinner who has already bought a ring, picked a wedding date, planned a honeymoon, and simply waiting for Angel to get his head out his non-existent ass: You don't say?

[martyryo]

Need to draw them being stupid at least once a month

[lenixtt]

[bisexualfbiagents]

THE X FILES | Sanguinarium (4.06)

[introspectivememories]

too many of you guys think nico is the loser and not lewis for letting the divorce go on for so long. like they're both losers about each other. emotionally constipated idiots who can't talk about their toxic homoerotic friendship that imploded on itself like 8 years ago and are now making it everyone else's problem. yeah nico's on television or in beer gardens talking about lewis all the time but like every other month some reporter is like "lewis, what's your favorite moment in your career?" and lewis no hesitation is like "oh man, karting, y'know? everything was simpler then" and then spends another six months skirting around nico's name. like this whole thing they're doing in the media isn't some kinda extended foreplay for them. they're both still pressing on the bruise to make sure it's still there!!! every few months, they're literally just asking on public television, does it still hurt for you like it does for me? and like clockwork, someone will release new information about them or one of them will say something about each other (in my heart, he's still my best friend/yes... and teammate) and the answer will remain the same, yes, of course, always.

[hothammies]

happy valentine's day to the two most oblivious losers in the world