#AAAAH it's today though!

[automatonknight]

id: a digital drawing of izzy, an original character. she's a humanoid robot with square glasses, a headset, a mohawk and a mostly white chassis with metal elements. on a drawing more to the left cyber is pictured laying down, kicking cybers legs while rolling around a martini glass with one hand. he's talking on a pink rotary phone, holding the earpiece with her other hand. she's looking up and appears happy. the other drawing is to the right of the canvas and partially covers up the previous one. in this drawing, izzy is standing up, holding the phone up in its right arm and the martini glass in its left hand. it's holding the earpiece to her cheek using its shoudler. on both drawings izzy is dressed in a pink, flowy nightgown lined with fur, as well as fluffy pink slippers. the background is white with hot pink stars on top of it. end id

izzy uses any pronouns!

[coffeebanana]

i have such a weird difficulty balancing real life productivity and creative productivity. like when if i'm having a day where i'm getting lots of things done irl, even if i block out 30m to write and i have the time, i'll be too tired or uninspired to get myself to do it. i'm basically overwhelmed by the concept of doing Real Life Things and Writing Things in one day i almost need to carve out entire days for writing if i want to really get any done. and kjfdnkj that then keeps me from getting life things done because i get into a writing cycle and i can't get myself to stop neglecting real life until i finish the chapter/oneshot/draft/etc... i'm working on. which can take days. and then it's harder to motivate myself to get back to the Real Life Things

[leatherbookmark]

hongjoong went to an art preschool? huh! didn't know they made those

[ecstarry]

Fic: Home

When Regulus first mentioned he was moving out of Sirius and Remus’ place, his brother insisted it wasn't necessary. But today, on his last day, Sirius couldn't hide his excitement about living alone with his boyfriend. Regulus was genuinely happy for them, though what bothered him most was leaving their cozy flat behind and getting used to a new living arrangement.

Moving out meant finding a new place and a new roommate. Regulus had enough money to live solo, but the thought of loneliness irked him more than anything. Sirius knew this, which is why an hour after Regulus announced his departure, he received a text from James Potter.

[Jamie] Come live with me

Regulus smirked at his phone. James had saved his contact with that nickname, hoping Regulus would feel guilty about being mean to him. He didn’t, but that didn't mean he wasn't growing fond of James.

[Regulus] Where are your manners, Potter? Shouldn’t you at least ask me out first?

[Jamie] You’re such a princess. I have a spare room and you need a place to live.

[Regulus] So you’re my knight in shining armor coming to my rescue then?

[Jamie] I mean, I do have the looks for it.

[Jamie] Just take the offer.

[Jamie] Don’t even try to say you don’t like my flat when I know for a FACT that you do.

[Regulus] Fine. You sure?

[Jamie] Positive, princess.

AAAAH IM SO EXCITED

Read the complete work here

Snippet of the fic based on the concept that @noasmirrorball shared

[mxstellatayte]

One with Lewis and action 9?! This man’s jewelry is top tier so any SO of his would have the same!

yes absolutely i can't believe i haven't gotten this one requested yet AAAAH

it's silverstone. it's his home race. of course you're going to put a little bit more effort into your appearance. sure, you always put effort into how you look before you make any sort of public appearance because the one you're making said public appearance with is the one and only sir lewis hamilton. no big deal.

"you think i look presentable enough?" you do a small spin for him, your violet converse squeaking quietly on the tile floor and your hair tossing slightly over your shoulder as you halt. lewis looks up from fiddling with his watch, his eyes skimming you once, up and down your body, and he immediately smiles so much you can see the stars in his eyes. today, he sports a navy blue tommy hilfiger rain jacket and his signature baggy pants.

"oh, darling, you look absolutely stellar. you always do." he approaches you, holding his wrist out to you. "can you clip me?"

"absolutely. you look amazing, too, y'know. as always," you add as you slip the strap of his watch through the metal clasps, smiling up at him and briefly kissing him sweetly. when you pull back, his eyes flick down to your chest (as usual,) and you hook your right pointer finger under his chin. "lew... my eyes are up here."

"your necklace..." he repeats with equal cadence as you just had, "is twisted." his hands reach up towards your chest, gently pinching the pendant between his thumb and pointer finger and moving the chain so that the clasp rests on your spine. the fact that he treats you with the utmost care and kindness makes your heart melt, and you can't help but kiss him once more, a smile on your face. lewis' hands gently rest the chain on your collarbones and ensure that the pendant rests perfectly between your breasts, making sure that everyone knows whose guest you are (despite the entire internet knowing damn well that you've been with lewis for the past year and a half.) "your tits look fantastic, too, though."

[hiraya-rawr]

lover from another nation ~ hcs .

characters !! all the genshin men i could think of rn...

note !! it's been a while since i've written hcs for a lot! aaaah just some thoughts i had today (i had a few culture shocks here and there when i met up with new friends hahahah)

~ m o n d s t a d t ~

grabbing zhongli by the hand to dance and sing in the middle of the square because mondstadters live for the festivities! he quickly learns to freestyle dance along with you, moving with the crowd and cheers and wine. (remember that Tangled scene? yes)

kaveh wasn't sure how to react the day you ordered hard liquor on your first date. sure, your freedom and love for a good drink is one of the things which made him fall for you but wow– are you really gonna down that many glasses on a date? what do you mean you're still sober?

ayato finds himself in love with the way you sing. it doesn't follow the rules of inazuman opera at all; it's much more freeing (much like how his house help sings as he does chores) and you'd tell him stories and the history of your homeland in the form of songs. no mondstadter could ever forget the songs they grew up listening to!

heizou being almost appalled by your rather... robust and reckless nature. you don't have any backup plans whenever a situation goes south, you simply hold his hand, smile, and say "we go where the wind blows!"

~ l i y u e ~

diluc having chopsticks as part of your dining utensils because sometimes, you're more comfortable eating with it (let's not forget often having rice on the table! he must learn the joys of garlic rice with his steak <3)

dainsleif stays by your side as you offer incense and fruits to your ancestors. he whispers quiet prayers, bows when you do, and helps you clean their altars. he finds solace in the familial piety of liyuens– it makes him wish he could honor his ancestors with the same kind of peace as you do.

kazuha getting tongue tied over the language being so similar to inazuman but also so different– why are some of the characters the same? why are the meanings different? there's a bit of miscommunication in the start, but you both find your own ways to understand each other when words fail.

we all know gorou has always wanted to climb the mountains of liyue and you made it possible! meeting him by the docks and touring him around your home nation, you made sure to pick hiking routes with the most scenic spots, even managing to tour him around the jade palace and the floating lone island.

~ i n a z u m a ~

kaeya has no idea how you sit on the floor while being comfortable. you've made him sit with you once while reading a book, after that, his bones ached for days! shaking every time he stood back up!

albedo met you in the irodori festival- he painted you for practice and spark between you started. the long distance was difficult at first, but his long letters always had a little drawing of you and you'd send back the scent of cherry blossoms. klee would also send you letters, asking you to come visit soon!

childe loves a new fighting style; like most sword users in inazuma, you followed the raiden shogun's teachings– swift, efficient, and at one with the sword. he loves how you fight and it's often how you end your dates!

cyno was almost confident that you were playing a prank the day you said you'll make him your specialty and you showed him a platter of raw seafood. it's "sashimi and ngiri" you say, and he waited for you to explain the pun of your joke. it wasn't a joke.

~ s u m e r u ~

thoma is quite used to mondstadters and inazumans, two very different cultures, then he meets you and your sumeru upbringing! you show him how to cook foods that can be eaten with hands, and your menu is often so colorful he can't help but admire it!

itto doesn't really understand the study culture of sumeru, but he totally supports whatever it is you're talking about and tries to add in comments (his comments don't exactly make sense though...)

scaramouche, in his "path of redemption and healing", unwillingly gets involved with you as you show him around the beautiful parts of sumeru! you argue that he needs a different, better outfit with a color scheme that matches his vision. he insists that the hat stays. you tell him he looks like an aranara.

~ s n e z h n a y a ~

al haitham was almost concerned the day you got a heatstroke after being in the desert for no more than a few minutes. snezhnaya has prepared you for harsh weather, but never the heat. soon enough your lover is carrying around heatstroke-first aid packs just for you.

bundling up tighnari's fluffy ears before setting foot in snezhnaya because you just know the cold would practically freeze them off. his tail also gets wrapped and bundled warm in the large coats you wear, protection from the harsh snow. he says he looks like a big lummox.

note !! alright, choose your favorite dynamic! i personally think mondstadters with liyue/inazuma would be interesting maybe because i want to force feed them the joys of rice...

// if i misinterpreted a culture then umm... just know it wasn't intentional and let's consider it a real thing in teyvats culture 🫣😎

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[cyborg-franky]

Hi! I recently discovered this and i took me a while read everything but i just couldn't stop it, I love it! Can you someday write something about F reader and Ace like childhood friends to lovers?

Aaaah I am glad you like! And I hope you like this, I don't do gendered readers I'm afaird <3 I hope thats okay.

Ace x GN Reader SFW WC: 889

You’d known Ace since you were both kids, when he wasn’t roughhousing and causing trouble with his brothers he was with you. You’d lay on the grass together and stare at the sky, watching the clouds. You could tell he enjoyed these moments as much as you, tired from a day of rolling around and screaming at Sabo and Luffy he just took the time to breathe in your company. 

“That cloud looks like a goat,” You pointed and Ace followed your finger, narrowing his eyes at the white fluffy shape before scoffing. “More like a sabertooth tiger,” He replied as if that was a simple fact and you were wrong. You huffed back at him. “But the horns look!” You nudged him with your elbow and waved your finger, trying desperately to paint the picture for him.

“You're blind!” He nudged back. “What?” You sat up and frowned at him, he sat up with you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him as he nodded to the shape. “No, no, look at it this way!” You rolled your eyes knowing you were right.

Despite the occasional disagreement, he was your best friend, and every moment you spent with him you were at your happiest.

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“What?” You asked, loudly as you almost dropped your drink and stared at him. “Yeah! I got a boat and a crew, I’m finally ready to set sail as a pirate!” you shook your head, thinking about the long months he’d vanished, you’d been worried sick about him and now he came back with all these wild promises of adventure and claims he was ready to set sail and make something of himself.

Sure, he’d grown up, filled out, and come back with a devil fruit power, he still hadn’t gone into the details about that, but still. Ace was happier, confident and you were happy for him but the way he was coming back into your life just to leave again? 

You were both teenagers and despite the time and space that was ever between you over the years you remained best friends. You felt your heart ache as he carried on talking about how he was going to leave today, how the world was waiting for him. You’d always known he was desperate to be heard, to be seen, to pave his own way, and to avoid the looming shadow of his father's legacy, you’d just always hoped you could be at his side for it. To see him shine like the star he was.

“So,” You started and he watched you “You came back after all this time just to leave again?” to leave ME again.

“I- what? No!” He slammed his hands on the table, making the cups wobble and spill. “I was coming to ask you to join me! I don’t think I could do this without you.” He said with determination to get you on his side again before he reached over the table to grab your hands. “Come on, like we always talked about!”

–

Despite your better judgment you joined his crew, and became a Spade pirate. You hadn’t been serious when you were kids, how you’d both talk about the possible future but you couldn’t be without him again and you had a feeling he wouldn’t have taken no for an answer. Ace was as stubborn as he was cute.

You even stayed by his side when the Whitebeard Pirates had assimilated you all to their ranks, you’d cleaned Ace’s cuts, bandaged his wounds, and tried to talk him out of killing Whitebeard, though you knew that was never going to happen. 

It had been years now, the way you carried on growing up side by side. You’d held his hand when he’d taken the leap and gotten the huge tattoo on his back, you had a matching one, just much smaller than the one that marked his pride in his new life and role as the second division commander.

You’d gotten closer and spent all your free time with him. He was lying on your bed as you finished washing up for the night, ready for bed, and watching as Ace was dozing off on the bed. This was how it always happened, he had his own room but more times than not he would fall asleep on your bed and you’d wake up bing spooned by him. His strong arms around your waist and his lips against your neck as he snored.

“Marco asked how long we’d been dating today,” you started and he snapped awake, looking at you from under his hat. “And what did you tell him?” you laughed at his reaction, he must have been asked the same question by other whitebeards. “I said since we were young.”

You got into bed next to him, taking his hat and setting it on the nightstand, gently brushing back his hair and seeing his brows furrow as he wrinkled his nose. “Are we dating?”  you shrugged and got comfy, feeling him latch onto you almost instantly, 

“I think we crossed the line of what is acceptable for friends a while ago.” You said, closing your eyes as you felt the breath from his chuckle tickle your neck from how close he was nuzzling you.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

[plasmasimagination]

lyney x male reader fluff

like fluff n cuddles after a show

HIII SWEETIEEEE YIPPEEE lyney requests >:}

Character : lyney

Synopsis : cuddles after lyneys magic show

Warnings: a bit angsty idk, tired lyney, playful kiss, aaaah

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Magical, one word to describe the incredible sensation in front of your very eyes, lyneys shows were always so extraordinary, no matter how many times you attended them, you were still amazed every time. How could you not be? Its your boyfriend on stage after all, with that charming smile, and wink he flashes the audience,but you know who that smirk is for, and you also see how his eyes glide over you through our the show, but you knew him deeper than the smirk he shows, you knew how nervous he is.

So to no suprise, after the curtains close, and the crowd leaves, you run up the stairs of the stage, steps heavily creaking on the wood, as you pull the curtains back, a flinch from lyney, but he soon recovers, making it seem as if nothing. But the tiredness in his eyes, and the heaviness of his body was noticeable. This was the third show today, usually he has one per week, but the season has been busy, not that hes complaining, but he cannot lie that it isnt draining him. But he can lie, for you atleast. He smiles tiredly, but soon lowers his head, takes a step towards you, he cannot resist you, he never could.

Before he knows it he's in your arms, so tightly embraced by your strong yet tender arms, he just wants to relax, to have nothing to worry about, and he doesnt when hes with you, like this, in your arms. Behind the curtains, solely you two, on the quiet quiet stage. He smiles against your neck, squeezing you tighter, planting a quick kiss on your jaw, just as a little playful gesture, however tired he may be, he's never too tired to tease you...

Even though, now hes just going to snuggle into your embrace, wishing to simply stay like this forever, to never worry about anything but you, your warmth, and your comfort. His arms around your waist, his head in the crook of your neck, nothing but the breaths of you two being heard in the room. These are the moments he cherishes the most, your bodies so close, almost emerging together, with nothing but calmness and love between you two

[littleseasalt]

ok, let me be annoying about richas and forever relationship for a bit, cause, wow

"the next day, there was only one of them. well, it was dad forever 0_0. lets say that, he was always here"

We all know Q!Forever in the first day didn't give a shit about Richas because cc!Forever legit thought it was a bot. This led to his chat bullying him and calling him an absent father, which led to him logging in the next day JUST for the sake of beating the allegations. This is how we get this clip:

"Aaaah Richarlyson!! Hi, son! Hi, beautiful~ "Dad?" How cute! That's right son, daddy came!"

Now meta wise we all can FEEL Forever's ironic tone about it because he wasn't taking RP seriously at the time, and also this is the first time Ricardão played Richas since the first day it was 01 playing Richas. In lore, though? This is q!forevers first actual contact with his son, taking care of him and doing his tasks.

...And ever since this first day, he never stopped doing it. Because Forever would log in and Richas would already be logged in. Because Forever would do 10+ QSMP streams for the grind and his only company was Richas. Which culminated on Forever being Richas' most present father ("let's say that, he was always here"):

"he's my most present dad and the one that takes care of me the most, without him I'd be very sad"

No matter what happened, Forever was always there for Richas. Forever was there during insaneduo divorce, Forever was there when Felps got Felps'd, when Cellbit went as a martyr. Forever was there when Richas' dad's kept disappearing one by one. When Pac got kidnapped by the code, Forever and Richas IMMEDIATELY hugged each other, desperate about how their family keeps disappearing. Forever was still there whenever they thought over armor, Forever was still there despite how Richas and him were spending less time together, Forever was there to offer comfort when Richas finally opened up about what he feels when he wakes up after a Romero Richas appears.

...And now.

Richas was told of the black goo infection, but no matter how much Forever kept saying things were fine, Richas knew they weren't. He told Mike yesterday about how whenever Forever went to sleep, he would stay up to take care and look over him. And then Forever is gone, and there's this entity taking over him, threatening to hurt Forever's body to make Richas' obey. And Richas begs for BBH to be able to pull out Forever from death if things go that way. And Cucurucho shows up and takes @v@ away, and the only thing they tell Richas is that Cucurucho got him, maybe killed him, maybe hes dead, or maybe cucurucho is taking care of him.

And Richas' doubts all these options. He doubts Cucurucho is able to take care of Forever because he knows that previously cucurucho couldn't (happy pills + black goo medicine not being enough). And he doubts Forever is dead because *Forever has always been there*. That's his most active father, the one that takes care of him the most, the one that was always there for him.

"And if mom asks me today, tomorrow... I won't believe kK"

And we just. Have Richas telling this to Tubbo about Forever.

And I just. "he's my most present dad and the one that takes care of me the most, without him I'd be very sad"

"without him I'd be very sad"

[nagashtheundying]

the corpse formerly known as trazynstolemygender

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[tsukii0002]

Mc: *clinking a glass to make a toast* Today we are here to say goodbye to the year in human style. Thank you for lending the castlr, Diavolo.

Diavolo: *smiling* No problem Mc.

Mc: We say goodbye to this year full of stories, anecdotes, laughter, full of good moments but also of bad ones, some of them very bad.

Mammon: *beginning to tear up*

Luke: *on the verge of tears too* You're a crybaby.

Mc: All of us have grown up, we have learned to accept ourselves, to understand that we don't have to be what everyone expects but what we are, and above all to love ourselves, it is not a finished job but it is something.

Lucifer: *putting his arm in Satan's shoulder*

Satan: *smiling a little*...

Mc: There have been times when we needed help and times when we have given help because life is about giving and receiving, not just one thing. Our happiness does not have to be ours alone.

Levi: *recording while smiling* You should note that Mc...

Asmo: Say it sweetheart!!!!

Mc: It has been a year of changes, even though we did not want them, even though we preferred everything to remain the same. We have felt that we have been taken away from what we lived for, that we no longer belonged to the place we could call our own… changes are not always good but we must continue.

Mephistopheles: This human...

Raphael: ...

Mc: We have faced difficult things that we did not like and, therefore we have learned that sometimes, no matter how much we want to, we have to let go and go on with our lives, because clinging to the past is useless, we cannot change it, but we can change the present and the future.

Beel: I think there is something in my eye

Simeon: He, he *wiping a tear* me too.

Mc: There have been times when we have felt alone, and there will be circumstances in which we will have to face certain things alone, but that does not mean that there are no people by our side.

Thirteen: I believe that was meant for you, butler.

Barbatos: My, I think it was also addressed to you, reaper.

Diavolo: I thinks it is addressed to everybody...

Mc: We have had to say goodbye to people in our lives, we have not been able to tell them how much they made us feel… but, we have met new ones, and thanks to them our day to day life is a little brighter.

Solomon: Aaaah, this apprentice of mine.

Belphie: Is brighter thanks to you Mc...

Mc: Despite all this, we have survived…. And we are still together, my year has been a roller coaster but I have had you guys by my side, and I only ask for the new year that you continue by my side, that we face our sorrows and joys together. Thanks for everything guys, I love you.

Applause, cries and laughter fill the palace hall, Mc climbs onto the table and with a radiant smile raises their glass, looking first at everyone around them and then at the translucent angelic figure smiling broadly at them from the other end of the room.

Mc: Happy New Year!!!!

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I just want to wish all of you reading this a very happy new year!! 🥂 (A little later). I hope you start this 2024 on the right foot and that you can achieve what you set out to do and above all I hope you will be happy. As for me, I will keep on trying to survive the day to day, and I hope I can write more, draw more and spend more time with my loved ones.

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[shitouttabuck]

playing with the hair and "you sure this is ok" sounds so soft aaaah I hope you'll find inspiration, I love your writing

got a little sappy with this <3

bed-sharing prompts: person A idly playing with person B’s hair while they’re asleep + “you sure this is okay?”

the sound of love astounds me

Eddie’s man-behind today. Bobby tries to be fair with it, not constantly relegating the probies to the job no one really wants, and today it’s Eddie’s turn again.

He’s grateful for it—he slept badly last night, and that’s probably why Bobby made him stay behind in the first place, taking pity on his dragging feet and muffled yawns not one hour into their shift.

They’re past the 18-hour mark now, late night blanketing the firehouse in a thick, heavy quiet. The rest of them have been out on a call for a while, a three-alarm factory fire at the edge of their jurisdiction. Eddie’s itchy about it, always is when it’s a more serious call and he’s not there alongside his team. Not there alongside his partner.

Buck’s a big boy, and Eddie knows, he knows him not being there isn’t going to unbalance the dynamic of their team so dramatically something goes wrong, but. He’s supposed to have Buck’s back, and as much as he trusts the rest of the 118—with his life—no one else is Buck’s partner. Not the way Eddie is.

The sound of the engine backing into the station catches his attention and he gets up from the couch, leaning over the loft railing as everyone stumbles out the rig, sooty and sleepy. Hen looks up and gives him a tired smile, Chim bumping into her shoulder as he blows Eddie a kiss before heading to the showers.

Buck’s last out the engine, exhaustion written into the slump of his body. He doesn’t look up at Eddie, seemingly lost in his own thoughts as he shuffles slowly after everyone else.

Eddie reheats dinner, serving it all up just as the rest of his team flops into chairs around the dining table. Still no Buck.

“Did you cook this?” Ravi asks, poking suspiciously at the casserole with a fork.

“I’ve made my peace with food poisoning, I’m so fucking hungry,” Chim says, mouth already full.

“Hey,” Eddie protests mildly. “I followed Bobby’s recipe exactly.”

“Really?” Bobby asks, examining his own plate in surprise. “Oh, uh, no, of course. Looks good, Eddie, thank you.” He takes a very deliberate bite, making a big show of chewing amidst noises of approval.

Eddie sighs and turns to Hen. “Where’s Buck?”

“Still showering,” she tells him. “Rough one today.”

Eddie’s heart sinks. “Did you lose someone?”

Hen shakes her head, setting down her fork. “No, no—sorry, didn’t mean it like that. He got stuck carrying two guys out on his own, though. And one of them was in pretty bad shape. Think his whole body is feeling kinda tender.”

“Oh,” Eddie blows out a relieved breath. “Okay.” He smacks Chim’s hand away from the last corner of the casserole. “That’s for Buck. You can have some more garlic bread.”

Chimney pouts at him, and Eddie ignores it in favour of covering the casserole dish and sticking it back in the oven to keep warm.

One by one, everyone wanders to the bunks, drained from the day. Eddie hangs behind, clearing up the kitchen and waiting for Buck to show up. There’s no sign of him by the time the counters are sparkling, so he flops back down on the couch with his book. If it’d been a bad call… Eddie’d like to think he knows what Buck needs, usually. And sometimes that’s just a minute to decompress by himself, washing off a weight of weariness rather than an intangible hurt.

Sure enough, he hears the quiet padding of Buck’s footsteps come up the stairs not much later. Eddie cranes his head over the back of the couch, smiling upside-down and wonky when Buck comes over.

“Hey,” he says. “You okay?”

“Mm,” Buck hums. His eyes are droopy with exhaustion, cheeks ruddy from being under the hot spray of the shower for so long.

“Dinner’s in the oven,” Eddie tells him.

Buck exhales heavily, giving him a small smile. “Not so hungry.”

“Sleep, then,” Eddie says, nodding in the direction of the bunks.

Buck grimaces. “Everything aches.”

“All the more reason to sleep,” Eddie presses.

Buck looks at him, blinking tiredly. “Okay,” he says, suddenly amenable, rounding the couch and climbing onto it. He drapes himself across it, settling on his back and shoving his head into Eddie’s lap with a contented sigh. Eddie sits frozen, book in one hand and the other hovering over Buck’s chest.

Buck cracks open one eye to look up at him consideringly. Eddie smiles down at him automatically, can’t really help himself, and gently lowers his forearm to rest across Buck’s broad chest.

“This okay?” Buck asks, slightest note of hesitancy in his voice.

“Better if you were asleep,” Eddie says, flipping the page of his book. He lets the hand curled around Buck’s torso squeeze gently, reassuringly, even as he goes back to reading.

Buck huffs an amused breath, wriggling a little as he settles more firmly in Eddie’s lap, turning his head to get comfortable. This angles his face so that it’s basically pressed into Eddie’s crotch, tip of his nose brushing the fly seam of Eddie’s pants.

Eddie swallows, positioning his book a little higher to cover any change in expression his face might betray, because—it’s Buck, and this isn’t sexual, but God, Eddie hasn’t had this kind of intimacy in his life in a while. He’s less worried about popping a boner from his best friend’s face so close to his dick and more concerned Buck’ll take one look at him and know just how badly Eddie wants him this close, all of the time.

Whatever. If everyone had a friend like Buck, everyone would be a little insane about loving him this much, too. It’s not an Eddie thing, it’s a Buck thing.

Buck’s breathing evens out, deep and steady, and Eddie reads until the words start swimming on the page. He yawns, putting the book down and wondering if he can catch some sleep like this, because he’d rather be trapped on a desert island with his parents than wake Buck up right now.

Buck’s snoring lightly, warm puffs of breath Eddie can feel even through the fabric of his pants. His hair is curling messily from his shower and—there are bits of… something in it? Eddie sighs, knowing Buck probably just zoned out under the spray for half an hour without actually scrubbing his hair at all.

He runs his fingers through Buck’s hair, dislodging flecks of indiscernible airborne debris from the fire. He cards through more purposefully, combing it out as best he can and scratching his nails gently against Buck’s scalp.

Buck murmurs, nuzzling into Eddie. The hand closest to the back of the couch scuffles along the cushion till it finds Eddie’s, wrapping around it and tugging it to his chest with such strength Eddie blinks in surprise, astonished that he’s still asleep.

Eddie goes back to sorting through Buck’s hair one-handed, discarding tiny pieces of detritus lodged in his curls. He gets a little lost in it, something calm and hypnotic about the repetitive motions: stroking, cleaning, brushing through, over and over and over.

He’s startled from it when someone clears their throat softly. He just about manages not to jerk in his surprise, and Buck remains slumbering peacefully. Hen’s standing a few feet from the couch, eyebrow cocked and mouth quirked with amusement.

“There a reason you’re grooming Buck like a monkey picking nits off her baby?” she whispers.

Eddie flushes, removing his hand from Buck’s curls. “He has a bunch of shit in his hair from the fire,” he says defensively.

Hen bites down on her smile. “Okay, okay,” she says soothingly, like she’s talking to a spooked horse. “He forget to actually wash it during the longest shower known to man?”

Eddie sighs, fingers resuming running through Buck’s hair almost unconsciously. “You know how he gets when he’s this tired.”

Hen hums, and Eddie looks up at her again. “Why’re you up? Can’t sleep?”

She shakes her head, inclining it towards the bathrooms. “Just needed the toilet.” She makes as if to head back down, then pauses, looking at him assessingly.

“What?” Eddie asks.

“Nothing,” she shakes her head again, smiling softly. “Just—I don’t think there’s anyone other than Karen and Denny whose hair I’d pick through voluntarily. And any other kids of mine, I guess. Family.” With that, she turns and disappears down the stairs.

Eddie swallows. He looks down: Buck, face pressed into Eddie’s stomach; Buck, hand clutching Eddie’s arm to his chest; Buck, curls wild and springy from where Eddie’s been running his fingers through them, cleaning him, grooming him, taking care of him. Hen’s not dropped a bomb of any sort on Eddie; Buck’s his family, he knows that, Buck knows that, he’s fairly sure anyone who’s ever met them knows that.

But he thinks yeah, there isn’t anyone other than Chris and Buck whose hair he’d pick through like this. And maybe that’s a different, more specific kind of family than he or anyone else realised. Maybe that’s a different, more specific kind of love.

Buck snuffles discontentedly in his lap and Eddie scratches his scalp soothingly, heart settling as Buck settles.

So maybe the reason Eddie wants him close all the time is slightly different to what he thought. This remains true: if everyone had a friend like Buck, everyone would be a little insane about loving him this much. That’s a Buck thing. But maybe, if he’s open to it, Eddie can make loving him this much, every day and in every way, an Eddie thing and exclusively an Eddie thing.

Buck shifts on the couch, tugging Eddie’s arm a little higher up on his chest, and Eddie splays his palm over Buck’s heart, feeling the steady thump.

When Bobby wakes them both for breakfast hours later, Eddie leans against the table to stretch the crick in his neck from sleeping sitting up. Behind him, Buck reaches a large hand out to massage the junction of his shoulder gently, and Eddie melts into his touch.

“Would you pick nits out of my hair?” he asks before his brain comes fully online.

“Sure,” Buck says, not missing a beat. “D’you have lice?” He leans forward to inspect Eddie’s hair and Eddie swats him away.

“No,” he says, slightly offended. “I do not have lice. Just—hypothetically.”

Buck yawns. “’Course, Eds,” he says. “Your lice are my lice, and all that.” He serves himself a heaping of scrambled eggs and ambles off to the kitchen to grab orange juice from the fridge.

And maybe Buck is just the kind of person who, unlike Eddie and Hen, would comb through anyone’s nasty hair. But your lice are my lice is more romantic than anything Eddie’s ever heard, even in his own wedding vows, and when Buck knocks his knee against Eddie’s under the table before stealing a bite of hash brown, Eddie thinks maybe this love between them is equally cared for, a two-way street in every sense of it, a Buck-and-Eddie thing.

(more bed-sharing prompts)

[nightghoul381]

No Room to Breathe~ Harrison Gray

Epilogue

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

This chapter contains explicit content | NSFW | MDNI

Content Warnings: light bondage, nipple play, fingering, dirty talk, vaginal sex

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With my hands handcuffed, I roll onto the bed.

It’s like a fox… no, it’s like a rabbit being eaten by a wolf.

Harrison: “I got excited thinking about touching you wearing these, you’ll show me your cute face won’t you?”

Harrison: “Kate…. Tonight, let me do a lot of mean things to you.”

Kate: “You’ve been mean enough already…”

Harrison: “Huh, so you’re satisfied with this meanness?”

While I was lying on the bed, Harry undid my blouse and put his hand on my corset.

Harry’s hand slowly pulled it down.

(Ah… I can usually cover it with my hands.)

Harrison: “You can’t hide anything today, can you? Look, I can see everything…”

My breasts spilled out, leaving them exposed in front of Harry.

Harry always fondles my breasts, licking and doing all sorts of nice things to them,

Today he just looks at them.

(…w-why?)

Even though I was just being watched, a sense of shame slowly rose in me and my body started to heat up.

As if I’m waiting for something to happen.

Harrison: “Oh, have you had enough of me being mean?”

Harrison: “I haven’t done anything, but here, it’s getting harder.”

Kate: “Ngh, mean…”

Harrison: “You just love it when I’m mean to you.”

Harrison: “Here, say it. ‘I don’t like Harry being mean to me.’”

Kate: “….Harry being mean to me.”

Harrison: “Mm?”

Kate: “I hate it.”

Harrison: “….yeah, that’s a lie. You really are… mmm…”

Kate: “Aaahh…”

He takes my breasts in his mouth, caressing them to elicit pleasure.

So much pleasure causes me to twitch, the handcuffs restraining my hands make a noise and further provoke me.

The fact that I am unable to hide my skin or resist, allowing myself to be attacked, gives me a dark sense of immorality.

(….ngh, more, I want to be fucked.)

Harrison: “Haa…hot.”

Kate: “Aah….oh…Harry.”

But my lover, who can see through lies, won’t overlook my foolish desires.

My knees are spread wide open, and I heard a soft sound.

Harrison: “Your underwear is so wet…Lift your hips so I can take it off?”

Kate: “Yes…”

Harry looked down at me with my hands bound and my legs spread apart.

With a chuckle, Harry’s fingertips touched the wet spot.

Kate: “Ahh…nngh.”

Harrison: “Haha….that’s amazing. It’s dripping…”

Harrison: “You’re bound with your hands tied, so excited, so wet…You’re so easy to understand.”

Kate: “…Mmn, please don’t say that.”

Harrison: “I’ll say it. Every time I do, you make such a pretty face.”

Harrison: “I’m going to slip my finger in, and stir you up into a mess… so moan a lot, okay?”

Kate: “Eh, Aah…Aaaah… ngh!”

The wet sounds gradually became louder and louder.

I feel dizzy with embarrassment and pleasure.

Harry’s fingertips know all the most sensitive parts of me, and my reason melts into mush.

Kate: “Ngh, Harry…. I’m already….”

Harrison: “What, will you beg for me today?”

When I nodded, I heard the sound of a belt buckle being undone--.

Harry’s hot length forced its way into my wetness.

Harrison: “……Beg until the end, keep saying you want my cock.”

Kate: “What will happen, if I don’t beg for it…?”

Harrison: “I won’t give it to you.”

(Embarrassing, embarrassing, embarrassing. But…)

Kate: “…. Please. Please Harry.”

Harrison: “…Ah, okay. Here…”

Kate: “Aaagh!”

The sweet pleasure of being filled in the deepest parts of my body is intoxicating.

Harrison: “…Haha…you’re so tight. Does it feel good?”

Kate: “…Yes…ngh.”

Harrison: “I’ll make you feel even better....Ngh…”

Kate: “Aah…. Aaah…”

I was fucked with my legs spread wide apart, and my gasps spilled out incessantly.

(…I want to be more and more deeply connected. Because I’m in love with Harry.)

Harrison: “……”

Harrison: “…I feel like I’m seeing your face for the first time.”

Harrison: “For you, that’s a face I don’t know yet.”

Harry stroked my head gently as he moved his hips.

Harrison: “If I stay with you forever, I wonder if I’ll be able to see everything.”

Kate: “…I have many faces. So… will that take longer?”

Harrison: “Haha”

Harrison: “Aah, yeah. That’s what I want.”

A few days after being handcuffed, Harry and I were discussing where we were going to go.

Kate: “Then let’s say where we want to go. Ready, go!”

Kate: “Sweets shop.”

Harrison: “Book store.”

(Uh…it doesn’t match again.)

Harrison: “How about the sweets shop first, then the bookstore?”

Harry’s proposal brought my sinking excitement back to the surface.

Kate: “That’s awesome!”

Harrison: “Mm, good. Well…”

We reach out to each other at the same time.

Kate: “Fufu, we work well together on these things.”

Harrison: “You wanted to hold my hand, so I just put them together.”

Kate: “Oh, is that the truth?”

I was so happy that we held hands at the same time that I shook them together,

Harry’s shoulders shook as he laughed.

Kate: “Hey, Harry. What will you do if I can’t keep my hands off you.”

Harrison: “Give me a break.”

Kate: “Eh?”

Harrison: “I want you so bad, I can’t work.”

Kate: “But the other day you didn’t show any signs of…”

Harrison: “Have you forgotten that I’m a liar and a cursed fox?”

Harrison: “That means I can deceive you in a heartbeat.”

Kate: “…No, that’s mean!”

Harrison: “You love such a mean liar.”

With a sweet proclamation, Harry kisses me just enough to touch me.

After our lips parted—we both smiled at the same moment.

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[dropthedemiurge]

Boys Be Brave [Ep.6] // Translation notes

Balgeum was really writing down everything he spends his money on: food (which exactly), drinks, traveling expenses, rent etc.

To meet Inho, he planned for cinema ticket price (and came to the wrong cinema so ticket didn't get cancelled), popcorn and drinks (that he bought but it fell on the ground) and restaurant (that eventually ended up being a bit more pricey than he counted so Inho payed for him).

Literally, he planned everything and worked extra hard to earn enough money to go with Inho on a date, but everything went south. No wonder Balgeum got so stressed out and ashamed when he's already deeply thinking he can't provide for anything therefore doesn't deserve to be with someone %)

He even cancelled the first popcorn choice and went for a bigger one because he wanted even better for Inho :( Btw if anyone is curious: They're in a popular Korean cinema MEGABOX and Balgeum's order was Double Caramel (and then he added Garlic one as well) plus Peach Ice Tea at first and he changed it to more expensive Grapefruit Lemonade :] And then it all went to waste Т__Т

That's also why he got slightly angry that Inho didn't enter the movie because it meant the ticket Balgeum bought also was wasted and Inho payed for them again – so he insisted on buying popcorn and drinks again (but he would be able to pay for restaurant if he accepted Inho's treat. He would never though, that shame is deeply ingrained) (but Inho is just happy even walking with you on streets aaaah idiot - affectionately)

And of course, an expensive gift from Inho and him offering to pay for the rest of their evening felt like a knife in his heart too. All his thoughts revolve around his poor state and shame, even though Inho tries his best to show he doesn't mind or mock Balgeum at all. It'll be definitely hard to unlearn.

"Why are you like this today?" "It's not just today. It was impossible since the very beginning, but I tried it in vain anyway."

And then there was a translation mistake which you can kinda guess in the context: Inho pleads "You have to tell me so I would know (what was wrong). You want to leave without giving me any explanation?!"

Because Gaga doesn't translate cursing, let me do it for you :)

"I still like you. It was all a lie when I said I didn't. I still really like you, but... But I hate myself so fucking much. Fuck, I hate this version of myself so damn much. I hate myself even more when I'm with you."

Meanwhile, we have our sweet couple here! If I'm not wrong, Kiseob used the same phrase in "I'm right next to you/I'm right by your side" as when he promised Jinwoo in "I'll stay by your side always and never leave". And he said it after their short break up and going their own lives. No, he won't leave him anyway. Cue feelings!

// other Translation Notes for Boys Be Brave //

[for-ships-that-never-sail]

Okay Y'ALL I saw Episode 5 today and these are the thoughts I jotted down while watching it (PART 1 OF 2)

Please don’t read below the cut if you are avoiding spoilers until you get to watch it yourself 

And FYI some of these may not have any context, but I guess it won’t matter cause you’ll have context in 7ish hours anyway (also sorry about how long all my thoughts and feelings are lol)

We’ve all seen the first 4 mins so that’s that - nothing extra special to add there other than that Colin’s soft voice for Pen feels like it makes my heart grow bigger every time I see it

Um what the absolute fuck was that opening title??? Have they deviated and changed that this much before?? Have I never noticed other than with the very small changes they do with adding the correct Bridgerton’s name etc?

Anthony wanting to do that one Monica scream is adorbs

LOLLLLL I love you sweet Greggy

LMAO Cressida with them BARBS

Awh Cressida I do feel for you my girl

OMFGGGGG Colin’s chat with the boys??? THIS IS MUSIC TO MY EARS!!!! SOMEONE STAB ME IN THE HEART AAAAH

And Anthony with that quick wisdom? Is it rude of me to not really have expected it from him even though I know this kind of good sense is in him? I do love you Ant! Sorry that I still think of you as SLOW to good sense because of last season lol

Also that cute and private GOSSIPY moment? LOVEEE

OH PORTIA FOR FUCKS SAKEEEEE WITH “THOSE EXACT WORDS” why are you stressing her out but also why are you STRESSING ME OUT?

BAHAHAHAHAHHSSHHAHAHASHA THAT IMMEDIATE 360 please stopppppp I have whiplash - this show has never presented something I personally see as a legitimate concern (from the character's perspective) and then proceed to resolve that issue soooo fucking fast, like that took two seconds PLEASE I’m dying, I can’t believe I thought I’d be stressed about that comment for a considerable amount of the episode? and then BAM 😂 Excellent job Colin!

For the love of god no one wants to chaperone them???? They’re just gonna go???? No one is gonna stop them? Like is she the John Cena of the Bridgerton universe?? Everyone is just like, oh look, Colin walking down the street speaking to himself, oh look he’s in a carriage, also just speaking to himself - like H'WHAT?

Having that said, yes of course get her alone and fuck her by all means if that’s what you wanna do, don’t let my hang ups about propriety and the rules of the ton stop you my boy

Omg pen my baby was so moved 🥹 She somehow hadn’t processed that whole thing even during the carriage ride? Because unless they teleported, she was just like reeling in silence until this point, just like, looking for the words???

Oh my god OH MY GOD OH MY GOD there you go Portia my mans was as clear as he could be about the exact words both indirectly and directly thank you very much

Omg STAHPPPP I can’t Col you should totally write her love letters saying this type of stuff every day - it’s what she deserves 🥹

Omg they’re so cute???!!!

Consent king!! This is so INTIMATE and CUTE!!! 🥹

Have I never seen tits bigger than like a 32B on Netflix before? Cute lil perky tits never really get registered as out there nudity I guess? Like I knowwww we saw tits the last two seasons, and I guess at the brothels this season too, which I nearly forgot, but like even 0.6 seconds of Pens tits rn feels like I’m on HBO and not Netflix? LOLLL

NO ONE HAS EVER REMOVED A BELT BETTER THAN LUKE NEWTON HAS

FUCK he’s so hot??? I’m probably equally attracted to both actors irl tbh but in the showverse Pen is just my girly and Colin was just my sweet boi too right up until he started undressing rn? Now pen is still my girly but Colin can fucking get ittttt LOLLL

Also we’ve seen him undressed before??? I don’t know what’s going on but he did the 0.0003 second belt thing and I audibly gasped and my brain suddenly went blank and now I’m just drooling over Colin and how hot he is fml

Luke Newton should probably just go around taking his shirts and belts off all the time tbh

Just in real life, stay undressing king, you’re such a treat 😍

Awh he’s got the cutest lil butt, but like…. I can’t look? I’m feeling an odd amount of… second hand embarrassment about his butt? I don’t know if that makes any sense but somehow it feels wrong to be looking at your butt Colin I’m sorry this is just like Pen’s property now you know? I shouldn’t seeeee this lol

Kinda wish they edited out that tiny bit where he moved the sheet? I assume that was for the sake of the actors/show because they can’t actually be like fully naked out here, but that tiny bit could’ve been easily edited a different way - only because I don’t want it to register like he’s covering her up? He’s not, he 100% would NEVER, but like logistically I get it, just wish the editor saw it the way I see it and took that bit out

oop JUMP SCARE Lmfaooooo my mans thought it would end before it even began 😂😂😂

Awh he’s so sweet with her - Touch me anywhere? Please they are really taking on such great parts from the books

Though on a side note I wish that this mirror idea was broken into 2 parts too? like part 1 he just says the lines from the books about wanting to grab her tits and fuck in front of a mirror but they don’t because he wants that gentle missionary first time, and then part 2 after the LW drama he actually passionately fucks her in front of the mirror, horizontally sure, but like from behind while facing the mirror? That's such an easy way to cover her up too - one arm coming from under her, wrapped around her bust to cover her there, and other arm coming over her and snaking down her belly so we know there is finger action but Nic would still be tastefully covered - this allows them to just stare at each other through the mirror the entire time which could have been sooooo hot? And I wouldn't have to suspend disbelief when it comes to her tits not touching any part of him through this whole thing lol - It’s aight though, this is what AO3 is for and I’m by no means disappointed with anything that’s happening rn

Still, circling back, is it like an actor/show rule to just show tits and not do anything else with them? Because I knowwww Colin isn’t gonna just fuck her without sucking on them titties that whole entire time, like please BE REAL for just ONE second, cause there’s absolutely nooooo way his hands and mouth wouldn’t be directly on those tits - but yeah, if it’s an actor/show thing to not do it because it might be too porny/uncomfy, I get it - I’m just looking for that realism because come onnnn there’s literally NO WAY his mouth wouldn’t be all over that LOL

Like even with their vertically challenging situation, I know my mans would fold his neck his back his spine his evvvverryyything to get his face on her tits LOLLLL

Also, sir? Everyone enjoyed your fingers but when are you going to eat my girl out? Please she deserves to see God???!!!!!

Never underestimate the power of grabbing your own dick to get it in either, it's just so fucking hot and I don’t make these rules

I personally think the carriage scene was A LOTTT spicier than this though

Sorry guys, don’t be upset or anything - I just think THAT was PASSION and THIS is LOVE

Slow and settled love - best friend love - honestly it’s how I see couples being intimate once their honeymoon phase is long over - just like, chit chatting while gentle fucking - super comfortable with each other and just not awkward at all - contently smiling and giggling afterwards, like that was all just totally normal everyday behaviour between them

It’s like they’re having a casual bestie moment, just the same as walking around in a market or gossiping in a ballroom

When you really think on it though, it’s so cool that a first time can be this way because you’ve just been best friends your whole life

Anyway, no furniture break I’m afraid