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[semperama]

AHHHHHH will you write me buddie for 56 "it brings out your eyes"????????? 😃😃😃

“It brings out your eyes.”

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"Okay, which one?" Buck asks, holding up two different t-shirts, one sky blue and one salmon-y pink.

Eddie sighs and scrubs his hands over his face. He's been perched on the end of Buck's bed for what feels like an hour, watching him fuss with his hair and then rifle through his closet. "I don't know, Buck." He lets his gaze drift down Buck's body for what feels like the millionth time, trying to ignore the way it gets fractionally harder to breathe each time he does it. "The blue, I guess. It brings out your eyes."

Buck snorts. "I'm going to a club. No one'll be able to see what color my eyes are." He tilts his head to the side and grins. "Not that they'll be looking anyway."

"Oh my God." Eddie looks up at the ceiling and says a silent prayer for mercy. "This is why I told you I wouldn't be much help. What do I know about clubs?" Much less gay clubs.

"Come on, man." Buck tosses the salmon shirt down on the bed and starts peeling the blue one off the hanger. "I'm freaking out, okay? Are you sure you can't come with me?"

Can't? Maybe that was a lie. With Chris gone, he has no good excuse to stay home these days. But the last thing he needs is to watch Buck get hit on by random strangers--especially not if alcohol is going to be involved. He wouldn't even have come over to help Buck get ready if he hadn't begged him. It'll be the first time I've gone out since me and Tommy broke up, Eddie. I could really use a pep talk.

"I don't even understand why you have to go," Eddie says. He watches Buck pull on the shirt, tries not to linger too long on how it stretches around his biceps, over his chest. "Is this really a good way to meet guys? At your age?"

Buck gasps with exaggerated affront. "At my age?"

Eddie raises an eyebrow at him. "Last time we went out with Hen and Karen you puked in my front lawn and then complained about your hangover for two days."

"I did a bad job pacing myself that night," Buck says, his mouth twisted into what could almost be a pout. "Karen holds her alcohol better than I do. And anyway, they're older than us, so if they can go out--"

"They go out like twice a year. Together. As a couple. Not to meet people."

Buck's expression darkens. "Yeah, well. I'm not part of a couple, so." Okay. So Eddie fucked up with that one. He sighs, but before he can apologize, Buck spreads his arms out and swivels his torso a little. "Just...how do I look?"

He looks good enough to fucking eat, of course. The shirt hugs him in all the right places. His jeans make his ass look great. He must have found some new product for his hair, because his curls are perfect and soft-looking, begging to be touched. Eddie wants to drag him in by the belt loops and beg him to stay.

"You look great, Buck," he says quietly. Because Buck asked him for a pep talk, and so far he's failed the assignment. The least he can do is try to turn it around. The least he can do is be a good friend, not a selfish, jealous asshole. "Seriously, you're going to have guys falling at your feet."

The smile that creeps its way across Buck's face make it all worth it. He ducks his head, shrugs his shoulders up, and Eddie is stabbed by a longing so intense he's halfway to his feet before he realizes what he's doing and stops himself.

"I'll let you get going then," he says, shoving his hands in his pockets do he doesn't give in to the temptation to touch. "Let me know how it goes?"

"Yeah," Buck says. His gaze is searching Eddie's face. For what, Eddie doesn't know. "Yeah, of course."

Eddie makes it to the door, breath painful and ragged in his chest, before he hears Buck's feet pounding down the stairs behind him. He turns to look, to ask if there was something else, but he barely opens his mouth before Buck is there, one hand on Eddie's neck, the other wrapping around his waist, pulling him in so close it knocks the air out of his lungs.

Then, Buck is kissing him. Desperate press of lips, tongue licking into Eddie's shocked mouth. It's an electric shock, white heat spreading through him, painfully good.

But then as soon as it started, it's over, and Buck is staring at him, wide-eyed. Eddie wants to dive into that blue gaze and drown there.

"I'm sorry," Buck says. "I just--I had to try. I had to know, before I--"

"Buck." His fingers are curled in the back of Buck's shirt, and he curls them tighter, presses Buck closer. "Don't go," he says. "Stay here. With me."

"Okay," Buck says breathlessly. He looks like he has no idea what's happening, and Eddie knows the feeling, but they can talk later, figure it all out later.

"Good," Eddie says, and pushes his fingers into Buck's hair, pulls their mouths together again.

[ruporas]

I love your chibis, they remind me of Peanuts (comic)

thank you!! i remember someone saying this to me before too :3 peanuts’ style is very charming so i like hearing that about my bite sized creatures❤️

[avonne-writes]

John kissing Gale's pillow is the most heterosexual thing we'll see today

From this gifset

It's a beautiful day then! 💖

[tides-that-bind-us]

Have you heard of the time where orca had a trend of wearing dead fish as a hat??

Would the Zorca have silly trends too lol

I did! :D There was records of other trends like a couple of orca stealing and moving around crab traps, and of course, the yacht sinkings! 👀

But the Zorca absolutely do have their own trends!

Fish hats would be a short lived trend because everyone kept eating their fancy head wear. Children followed in their own way by snatching up monster horns after a hunt so they could play pretend! Who wouldn't want to be a lizalfos, or a narwhal?

A more daring trend was playing with lightning! A zorca had to be of a certain age with enough bulk so it wouldn't be lethal. Zorca gathered old and rusty weapons and kept their collections on various beaches where they could play and experiment. If anyone found one of these stashes it's best if they stay away during a storm!

Pumpkin stealing was another one. Started by Sardon and Cironus! Not many followed their example because other young zorca were too afraid to go that far inland. It was for the best, because the pumpkin shortage of that time could have been far worse.

What Sardon managed to nab certainly helped with his growth spurt though!

An interesting one is fake teeth rakes! Young zorca who are old enough to join the courting rites always want to make a good impression with their peers. Some go so far as to paint fake teeth rakes on themselves. Teeth rakes can mean several things in zorca society; it can mean one is a good flirt, and it can mean they can hold their own in a fight!

There are many young adults who are afraid to be ridiculed if they don't get teeth rakes via skirmishes. Smooth skin often indicates someone is extremely sheltered by their mother. That opinion is not seen negatively among the rest of the pod, but for a young zorca looking to be popular, teeth rakes are important. Vital even!

The paint used doesn't last very long, but by the time the courting rituals begin, no one is really paying attention.

[gretagerwigsmuse]

ily can we can a sneakie peak at what our rocketman is up to?

yes you may 🥰 especially since it’s rocketman’s birthday 💁🏼‍♀️ i’ve been stuck on the smut lol (he’s been going down on that poor girl for weeks), but i have a lot of the lead up to their vacation written, so here’s a cute little scene from the day before they leave:

//

Bradley poked his head into the dining room where you’d made up your office for the day. It was on the tip of his tongue to ask why you weren’t using the office upstairs, but he held back. He liked that you were downstairs, he liked that you were close.

Of course he’d seen you work from home before. But there was something about seeing you holding meetings and taking calls for the first time in your home that made him smile.

But though you were taking a half day to prepare for leaving tomorrow, Bradley knew you’d be checking your email and Slack for the rest of the afternoon before officially logging off for the next 10 days.

10 days in Punta Mita - just the two of you, no distractions, no emails, no training runs, nothing but the sun, sea, and sex.

Just you and me, kid.

Bradley slightly stepped into the room and leaned against the doorframe. “I’m gonna go for a run, but should be back for lunch.”

You turned around and took out your airpods before responding. “Sounds good, how much are you thinking?”

“Probably a quick 10k?” It had been ages since Bradley had run his usual route through Balboa Park, so these last few days had been a treat.

“‘A quick 10k,’ he says. I should be done by the time you get back then?” He nodded. “We can have lunch and then I’ll head out on my errands.”

Errands? “Oh? I didn’t know you were going out?”

You sat up straighter and fully focused on him. “Yeah, I have to get my nails done and then have to pick up a couple things - like your special sunscreen...”

“Can I come?” he asked, completely ignoring the sunscreen comment. It wasn’t special per se, it was just high SPF since he burned easily.

“Really?” You sounded surprised. “It’ll be pretty boring.”

“No, I wanna come with you.” I wanna spend time with you.

A bashful smile appeared on your face. “Okay, then maybe we can get lunch out instead? Make an afternoon or it? There’s a bunch of places around the salon.”

“Your old stomping grounds?” Bradley asked, referencing your old neighborhood near Gaslamp.

You shook your head. “Nah. Figured I’d try someplace around here, but the only one that looks promising is way up on 30th?”

“I think we can make due with that,” he pecked your cheek, “alright, I’ll see you in a bit, kid. Don’t work too hard.”

“Har, har, see you soon.”

Bradley shot you a wink and set off. Who knew, maybe he’d set a new PR in his haste to get back to you?

[biteofcherry]

Okay, so picture this:

You’re out on the town with your friends, it’s a late night of bar hopping in a city you’ve never been before. Tonight is your last one there, so they insist on making the most of it well into the early hours of the morning. You find yourselves in an old historic part of town and are drawn by the energy of a storefront, somehow still open at this late hour. Your friends are caught up in themselves, sharing jokes with tipsy laughter as you enter the door alone, greeted by an old woman. In your drunken unfilteredness, you spill everything to her: why you’re on this trip, why you sometimes feel unlucky in love, how you’ve been pining after this man, but for some reason he doesn’t seem to notice. She offers you some tea, it would be rude to turn down her hospitality, but she’s got a twinkle in her eye. She’s actually a witch doctor who can make potions to grant your wish of not being alone anymore. She can make the man you want, want you back, or at least give them that extra push (bc they def already have feelings, just don’t show it and try to shove them down). When you return home, having forgotten about your drunken encounters, you’re confused as to why this man is all over you. Is it:

work rival Steve, childhood friend Ransom, or neighbor Andy ?

okay okay okay 👀 let's think

Why would we pin after a work rival? I mean, I get that it's Steve and it's reason enough. Valid point. Are we like serious rivals? Enemies about to become lovers? Is there heat and threats and unresolved sexual tension?

Ransom can be a childhood friend, but is he worthy of pinning? He's handsome, but also a spoiled asshole who treats his staff poorly. I suppose he's good to us and maybe even spoils us a bit. He's definitely cozy to snuggle up with on autumn evenings, watching movies.

Is the gloomy neighbor Andy a just widowed/divorced hermit, who gives charming smiles, but keeps to himself? Does that intrigue us? Do we want to make him smile more often and imagine ourselves as fixing his broken heart?

🤔🤔🤔

I don't see myself pining after Ransom 😜 I would find him hot and want to fuck him, but for me he's not a type to be crushing on. At least not for the adult me. My teenage self could probably fall for the smart but cunt appeal.

So I'm left with neighbor Andy and rival coworker Steve...

Who am I kidding, we all know who I'm going to choose! BUT let me tell you, it wasn't just because he's Steve. It was the fact he was given the enemies to lovers sort of trope and lots of tension that just begs to be resolved. And yes, I can see myself having some fixation on a man that is hot, but also challenges me on an intellectual level and understands the value of our work, is possibly admirable in his field, too.

[bunitivity]

I really REALLY need to tell you my hc that Luffy and Usopp sleep in the same bed 98.37% of the time. They are EXTREMELY hard to seperate.

When Usopp first joins the strawhats along with Merry, the boys have to make do with what they have. And that includes taking turns sleeping in the hammocks. Now I'm going to reference that pic where Luffy is hanging down on Usopp's body from his hammock. Also the one where Zoro and Sanji sleep on the floor face to face. That one. One time Luffy actually falls into Usopp's hammock but neither of them realize it and in the morning the sniper might have hit his head when falling on the floor from the sudden surprise. But then it became a usual thing and both of them were becoming closer friends so eventually Usopp just proposed them sleeping together since they're gonna end up like that in the end. Of course the more they travelled, they got bunks for comfort, because sleeping on the floor/couch got annoying.

Then Water 7 happens and Usopp is devastated. He really wants to go back to them snuggling but he feels like if he offers it right after what happened to them it would feel like he didn't feel sorry at all, which is not true. And besides, Sunny has all the comfort you could ever want, so no more "well, if you're gonna slip into my bunk anyways, why not just share it from the start" excuse.

However, Luffy's thought process is a little different. He gets a little confused as to why Usopp still hasn't invited him over. Well, the sniper apologized, they had an emotional reunion, spent the rest of the day together and now they won't even snuggle like they did before? Something's gotta be up.

So as soon as Luffy makes his decision, he "slips" into Usopp's bunk and hugged the shit out of the sniper, making sure he wasn't going anywhere. Usopp let him stay. He wanted to anyways.

So since then, their habit of sharing one bed and cuddling was fully established. Oh boy, I sure hope they don't get seperated again only for a longer period of time.

No listen you literally read my mind! I’ve literally been thinking about this idea nonstop I’ve it written in my draft somewhere. Still think about that moment post dressrosa where usopp just goes to sleep right on top of luffy and no one bats an eye lol(really tried to find a pic of it but it isn’t in my tag ://) it was just business as usual for everyone but there’s no way that’s the first time that’s happened. They definitely sleep together all the time. It’s just second nature to them to just curl around each other and fall asleep.

And oh w7 ;-; the most devastating arc my beloved <3 neither of them sleeps during their separation(i dont actually have long they were apart but I’m pretty sure it was just one night considering how fast paced one piece is but it was a very looong night either way with Usopp staying up working on the merry while luffy just tossing and turning until he just ends up staring out over that rooftop where nami finds him the following morning telling her he was looking out for robin but really he was just looking out the sea to where the merry was docked🥲)

and ofc luffy would be the one to push past the awkwardness because once usopp apologized that was it he had already forgiving him the moment he saw usopp on that bridge screaming at him to keep fighting(still think about how ready luffy was to bring him to the crew immediately post ennies lobby until zoro knocked some sense into him lol) there was no way he was going another sleepless night without him

[jamiesfootball]

For the six sentence ask game: Throughout the evening and all the noise, Roy keeps a close eye on Jamie, and when at long last he finally crumbles, Roy is already moving to catch him.

Happy enrichment and happy writing!

Throughout the evening and all the noise, Roy keeps a close eye on Jamie, and when at long last he finally crumbles, Roy is already moving to catch him.

Jamie, being a prick, loops his arms around Roy's neck and brings him crashing down with him.

"Oi!" Roy tries to growl around a mouth stretched too wide. His knuckles sting where he's managed to block their Ballon d'Or nominee's skull from cracking against the pavement; a close save worthy of its own Golden Glove, if you ask him.

The mad lad responds by bursting into giggles, face flushed with the truly irresponsible amount of alcohol Roy's let him get away with. "We won, Coach- we won!"

Roy catches him when he tries to stand, stumbling and nearly falling and stumbling and nearly falling and stumbling and nearly falling, until it's easier to just brace him up against his shoulder and let the heavy, happy weight of victory settle in with a contented sigh that cuts through the raucous noise of celebration.

He's not used to playing safety net, but tonight Roy doesn't mind playing keeper.

[noirsariel]

I’m back! okay so!

Lucifer, I play OM on and off because phone storage but I have seen growth throughout the story and I like. Yeah he comes off as controlling... but It’s noticeable that it comes from a place of love, even if his brothers can be annoyed by it times in the end they also know deep down its care. As you mention he is the demon of pride so he’s always going to have certain traits but it’s good to see that despite there is still growth of the character. I think from obey me my 2 favorites have always been Satan & Lucifer.

Sariel! This man… when I started playing all the Rhodolite characters were already available, including Rio. I had no concept that certain routes were supposed to be done first so I picked the one that seemed the interesting after reading the previews, Sariel immediately caught my attention and I don’t regret starting with him. I like his personality a lot and I did notice that it’s hard for him to let go and relax and the self-sacrificing part you mentioned but that’s due to his past… These were things about him that I felt I could relate to. And of course seeing him in other routes and story events is always entertaining. I love his interactions with Clavis and his relationship with the twins is very sweet. I also have a soft spot for his relationship with Jin. It’s so adorable to see that they just sit and drink to chit chat about the rest of the princes, they’re lots of love and care from both them, they’re always watching out for the guys 🥹 anyway, I also really love his character. Him, Silvio, and Keith are my top 3 from IkePri

Faust… 🙂‍↕️🫶🏻 he’s so… like… everything you said and I adore him 🤭 I liked him a lot in his route because I got to know him but then I read Charles route and it made me like him more. I know the route isn’t about him but the times he comes out I liked it. Despite the way he initially comes off, in his own way he cares for the people around him. Also I love that he’s a Priest but has his interesting relationship with God 😂 Faust, Comte, & Mozart are my 3 favorites of IkeVamp

Oh sweet Liam 🥺🫶🏻… from the routes currently available Liam is my favorite. From story events I’ve noticed I enjoy Jude, Roger, & Ellis as well, actually Ellis also scares me a bit so he’s in an awkward spot for me😂 anyway, Liam! I’m currently on my 2nd read of his route and gosh I just want to hold him close and reassure him. I enjoyed his route overall, It’s clear he’s trying really hard to deal with his demons and I love that growth in him. He’s a fun character, at times his flirting makes me malfunction but it’s fine 😂 he’s great 🫶🏻

YEAAH! I've been looking forward to this!

See, now Satan was a character I seriously overlooked in Obey Me Classic because like he was always coming off as one dimensional to me at first. He's angry, he likes cats, he likes to read, cool. Big mistake on my part and Nightbringer really made that come to light. I am glacial at these games so I am currently at the part where Raphael made the offer for the brothers to come back without Satan and man. Seeing him become more well mannered, more involved, more loved by his brothers made me appreciate him a lot more!

Funny enough, my first route was Clavis! I like him still, but by the end of the day, Jin and Sariel just rank higher with me.

And I am SO glad you mentioned their relationship! I think it's because a lot of folks don't play Jin's route (which, fair, I know he is not well loved in the community). I think because they're so similar in age that their relationship is so different versus Sariel's relationships with the other brothers.

It's interesting how Sariel purposefully ignores half of the things Jin does so he could help keep Rhodolite safe, even if it is stuff the public would not approve of (such as secretly giving aid to Obsidian soldiers so they don't die). It's interesting and I never see it talked about! Maybe I'll have to go through Jin's route again and start sharing it.

Faust's complicated relationship with faith is also another reason why I ended up picking him up. I have my own complications with Christianity before we even touch my actual faith. It's interesting to see how he navigates his role as a priest who does believe in God, but not in this benevolent "God loves you as you are" kind of way. There is an anger there that is so fascinating to pick apart. Ngl his line about tasting Jesus' blood also made me 100% more interested in him from the word go. It was just "YEAH MAN? WOULD YOU LIKE TO ELABORATE ON THAT???"

As for Liam, ugh I'm so excited to read his route again after I finish Harry's. Ellis though is a fascinating character. I think if I found him a few years ago, I might have been more interested in him than anyone else, but idk we get older and tastes change. I love how he plays off of Jude so much, he's such a fun character, just not one that I would want to personally date, if that makes sense?

[hold-him-down]

Writing droughts are hard and difficult, but please don't be hard on yourself. Be nice to yourself, pour yourself a hot beverage of your liking and relax. Writing does not define you as a human being and we will wait patiently until it's time. <3 ~ cave anon

thank you this is very sweet! i am at peace in real life with the drought, although i do feel like writing does lowkey define my presence on tumblr haha :) whenever i pop in here without a new offering i can't deny there's a little bit of guilt over where we've left things across the board.

you all have been incredibly patient with me, and i am forever grateful to know that whenever i do pop in with words, someone out there will still be excited :)

[eupheme]

Your fics are insane. Like, seriously. You're such a talented writer.

ahh anon this is THE sweetest message, I have been blushing for days!! Writing fics is such a great creative outlet for me and something I really & truly love doing and, ah - I can’t even explain how happy I am to hear that you like what I share 🥺💖 thank you so so much for thinking of me!

me irl to you:

[sunshinechay]

SeanWhite for the ship ask!

SeanWhite!

These two are my babies! I love them so much. They hold such a special place in my heart as Not Me was one of my first gmmtv shows that I watched as well as my first OffGun show. Plus they are just so adorable and also badass together.

They make each other complete and give 110% all the time. Sean is a pathetic (affectionate) babygirl and White is the place at which he worships and I think that amazing. White is so smart and quick witted and just the most character of all time.

Their chemistry feels so natural (*starstruck in OffGun*) and while I wouldn’t necessarily call them a slow burn, I like that they took their time finding each other and figuring out how they feel about each other. I also love that Sean is never really angry that White lied to him about being Black. Like he gets angry about the unintentional hot-cold that happens because Black comes back, but he figures out pretty quickly that it wasn’t done to be malicious and thus is completely willing to listen to White about what happened.

I also love that Sean unintentionally ends up functioning as White’s anchor as he ends into this new world. He becomes the person White relies on the most pretty quickly and he is more than willing to do it, even if he’s not entirely aware it’s happening at all.

In conclusion, these two motherfuckers (affectionate) have my heart. I’m never going to be normal about them. I love them so much!

Also the flag scene. Sean absolutely did not need to hold White’s hand, but he does and I’m never getting over it!

[dwrogue]

hello i would like to offer an inconsequential headcanon: rogue is a samefoods autistic and he has eaten little other than ramen for the last 30 years. it's a miracle he is still alive.

Oh to have a time machine where you never have to worry about the one (1) brand of something you eat changing the recipe or not being made any more (only avoiding creating a world-ending paradox by bumping into one of the 700 other yous buying the same thing)

[skyheld]

@tragicvictories asked: "It's nothing serious, just a few cuts and bruises. You'll be fine." // for merrill from ziphrane!

" Oh, I know ", Merrill says, as though she weren't on the verge of tears a moment ago. " I mean, I know I'll be fine — I wasn't worried about that. I can even stand on this foot — but I won't, not until you've healed it. It would be bad. " She bites her lip, looking down at her twisted ankle. " I was just afraid you wouldn't find me at all. I wouldn't have found you. "

Stupid, stupid Merrill who gets lost if she walks out of sight of camp; now she can't even walk down a slope without falling and getting hurt. Clumsy as a shem. No one in the clan will ever say it to her face, but Merrill knows they think she's silly for getting lost so easily.

She picks a twig out of her hair and lets it fall into her lap, shoulders sinking hopelessly. She knows the trees around her. The old elm with the twisted trunk, the row of birches. She knows that the little creek at the foot of the slope ( which she's glad she didn't fall into; then she'd have been both hurt and wet ) is where the hunters set out hooks to catch fish, and she knows it's the same creek as the one running just past camp, from which they get their drinking water. But she couldn't tell if camp is upstream or downstream from here. She couldn't tell if she should walk past the birches to get to it, or turn her back on them. She knows the landmarks, but not how they connect. Slope, trees, camp — they're just three different places in her mind, disjointed.

" But you're here ", she says, tilting her head back to smile faintly at Ziphrane. " It's as Paivel says. Ghilan'nain holds her hand over me, and leads me home. "

[storiecraft]

ladyohdeath sent: ❛ i can't go through this heartache again. ❜ for agatha

the lines between life and death blur when death is your interlocutor. how does death grieve those she loses when she's the ferryman? this is the callous question that agatha asks herself as she stares just beneath rio's eyes. she focuses, instead, on rio's cheekbones. looking her in the eyes is too overwhelming, and agatha can't afford to be overwhelmed right now. at least, no more than she already is.

the road is eerily quiet tonight. agatha feels goosebumps prickle her skin. she turns her gaze away from rio altogether. "don't." she's been avoiding this topic since she first recognized rio as she truly is as opposed to who her mind cast her as through the lens of wanda's spell. and now? now is the worst possible moment to have a heart-to-heart. they're close to the end of the road. she can feel it. this is sabotage. "you won't." she gives a tight smile and a dismissive wave of her hand. "better?"

@ladyohdeath / meme