#I FUCKING LOVE THESES DORKS

[damiandie]

What are you????

We're homosexuals

One of my older drawings bc Jervis is literally just the BTAS one lol. Jonathan is in my design tho

[popironrye]

I offer...in theses very trying times....what if I were to make *another* OC for the lost boys hmm?

What if they're a sort of...Teddy Boys, meets sorts new wave goth? Dorky, old school, oddball fashioblaez cluster fuck of a fella, with a button pin collection....what if I offered this fella up to you, who looks like if duckie(pretty in pink) and Seymour(little shop of horrors) had a child and this was the awkward gangly extremely bubbly and lovable result...

.....what if I told you...I have a though, heavy on. My mind, called, "You fucker, you took the kids in he divorce!!!"

...and what if I said, the divorcee(never even married-) man was Max....what if he had a son with Will...

...what if I gave them a son because I can, and the son is currently about....I dunno teenage years, he ain't that old, he ages slow as fuck, thank the vampire genetics.(He's maybes 16 if that.)

What if I told you those things.....and what if...I am offering you theses...fun ideas hmm? What if...

Yo! That would be so sick. XD I am already in love, and he's the biggest dork ever! <3

You have the best ideas! And I am SO HERE FOR THEM!

[actualbird]

luke pearce having read homestuck is the funniest headcanon ive got thus far and he cant NOT remember and apply the homestuck relationship quadrants

wc: 639

disclaimers and warnings: homestuck, written by somebody who has unfortunately read homestuck :(

luke pearce was born in 2006, which means he was 6 years old when the original boom and popularity of the homestuck fandom occured in 2011-2013. however, i am convinced that in 2025, fandom goes through a phase of going back to popular medias of the olden days. so luke pearce, a sad and lonely 19 year old in the NSB, passes his time by reading the horrid Ulysses of the internet, the webcomic known as homestuck.

hes stronger than i am. he finished the whole thing. and now hes cursed with forbidden knowledge.

one thing that stuck with him though was the trolls' concept of Relationship Quadrants. i hate to do this, but so that we're all on the same page, i need to explain the Quadrants quickly as simply as i can

Quadrants are the types of relationships of an alien race in the webcomic. each Quadrant is different and they are not mutually exclusive. one person can be engaged in several relationships of varying Quadrants. these Quadrants are also fluid and can change with time. the types of Quadrants are:

Matesprit: a deep romantic relationship. you guys are in love.

Morail: a deep platonic relationship. you guys are ride or die best friends.

Kismesis: a relationship of some kind where the parties hate each others' guts, maybe even try to kill each other. enemies but like, everybody is into it. like, why do you have a rival? because you want to kiss them?

Auspistice: a relationship with three or more parties. some parties are involved with each other in any of the above mentioned relationships and one or more parties act as a facilitator/s that ensures the group dynamic stays good and vaguely sane.

there are more complicated explanations (and conjugations of the noun into verbs and adjectives!!!), but this is all we need tbh.

luke pearce, years after hes read homestuck, still subconsciously categorizes relationships like this. lemme give an example for every quadrant:

luke sees aaron as a morail in a "world's okayest adoptive dad" kind of way.

luke is in a one-sided matesprit relationship with mc who only sees luke as a morail (she doesnt, luke ur dumb as rocks)

luke sees himself as the facilitator along with mc in the auspistice relationship of the nxx investigation team.

luke sees vyn, artem, and marius in some unholy threeway kismestitude adjacent relationship but deep down, they all see each other as morails

but luke has a suspicion that theyre all, ALL OF THE NXX TEAM, HIM INCLUDED, inching towards a crowded matespritship (which....sounds really really nice, thatd make him super happy, if they all got together...)

this is all well and good but like, luke is so scared that one day, he'll slip up and actually say these terms. if he does, he's terrified at how he'll have to explain afterwards. mc is fine, she already knows hes a dork who knows Too Much.

but everybody else?

marius is never going to let him live it down. and then he'll badger luke about kismestitude and if they can try that out, if luke is game (and luke IS game but thats SO besides the point)

artem will inevitably try to research more on the subject and luke doesnt want him to see the 1) the fucking THESES written on this topic and 2) the fanfic. please keep artem away from the fanfic...

vyn is probably going to prod luke to explain so much and then psychoanalyze each quadrant and then psychoanalyze LUKE HIMSELF and luke will have no choice but to jump out a window.

knowledge is oftentimes a curse.

[pseudofaux]

Pseu! I miss you, hope all is going well! Definitely a good night for a good drink!

How about some tipsy fun with Shigezane? 🥺🥺 maybe a 4 or 5? wreck me! Wait does he drink? Gosh I need to replay him.

Cheers!!❤❤❤

HEY, honey! Hello, I hope you are doing okay! What a bonkers year. 😫 I hope you are looking forward to your birthday! 💕💕💕

Shige DEFINITELY drinks, he gets straight up... “overtoasted” in a story or two. (my hero) SO LET’S WRECK YOU A LITTLE (with love)!

The watermelon frou frou drink you included looks sooooo yummy, I’m making this modern AU and putting it in. And thinking VERY HARD about the watermelon in my fridge.

CWs for: unprotected sex, Shigezane being criminally cute and having a perfect, totally bomb [REDACTED, TEXT IS PLACED BEFORE THE CUT]

totally bomb DICK, it’s his DICK, we all know it’s big

His name is Shigezane and he tastes like a sugar rim, the flirtiest sweetness she’s ever known. He smells sweet, too-- she thinks it’s Armani but can’t tell which one. It might be the sugar-rimmed drinks talking (she has the best buzz going, fun and still in control), but from his jokes and his touching her as they dance, it feels like he’d be an enthusiastic, gentle, appreciative lover.

She feels like she wants to find out if that’s true. Two more songs, she tells herself. If I still like him after two more songs, I’ll take him to my room. And aside from the thrill of that prospect, she’s hoping she still likes him after two more songs, because she likes him a lot right now. He’s made her laugh so much and his touches have all been warm and good, but not too much.

Just right. He’s Goldilocks.

(Okay, that’s got to be the sugar-rimmed drinks talking-- his hair is actually a pretty, soft brown that’s more silver than gold somehow. But he’s still just right. She wants to get her fingers in that hair. If he kisses so well he can distract her from the sugar rim of their watermelon shots when they’re pretty much in public, she has high hopes for what else he can do with his mouth when they’re alone.)

This reception has been fun. Ridiculous but happy, the height of happy beach summer to match the afternoon’s wedding. Bright flowers everywhere, a little umbrella in every drink. She’s tasted pineapple, watermelon, and coconut. It’s long past sunset now, but the dancefloor on the restaurant’s deck is close enough that they can hear the night waves, even the ones they can’t see.

There are even torches on the beach, and dark wood chairs in the sand. The bride and groom took pictures cuddling on one earlier, and she’d looked on with the rest of the bridal party and beamed for them. Was there anything as nice as a happy wedding? No demanding parents. Just happiness and love. 

Well. Maybe spending a happy wedding reception with a nice guy who was making those gray slacks work so well.

“You up for another dance?” he asks, and holds out his hand to her like something from a movie. She already knows how nice it feels to put her hand in his, and she needs to see what he does for the next two songs. So she puts her hand in his and says “Are you?” and totally smiles at him just because he smiles at her so big and bright.

He doesn’t do annnnnything to put her off for three songs. But before she can pull him aside to ask about going somewhere, he says “Hey-- you wanna walk on the beach?” and his glance is so sweet she’s not even mad at him for being so sweet and smooth before she could. His look isn’t shy or cocky. She looks at him for a moment just to soak in how damn cute he is, that soft brown hair all wind-mussed. And then she takes his hand again. 

They walk beyond the light of the torches, far enough down the beach that they’re in front of another restaurant’s slice of sand. The buildings on the land side are closed and dark. It’s not pitch black, but it is nighttime, and breezy. She’s glad the air is still summer warm.

“Oh no,” Shigezane says suddenly. There’s so much dread in his voice she’s worried there’s something dangerous on the beach with them.

She stops walking. “Uh... What’s wrong?” 

“Babe,” he says, gently tugging her hand. “There’s not a single person in any of these seats. Theses chairs are lonely.”

A sound stalls in her throat as she decides how lame that was, but he’s laughing and pulling her with him onto one of the beach chairs, and she goes. These are painted white, and they look soft and blue in the dark. Their bodies sit not very far apart at all on the lounger.

“I came out onto a dark, secluded beach, on a summer night... with a dork,” she deadpans, just like he did. He clutches at his heart and makes a show of her words wounding him.

“But,” she says, leaning the small space it takes to nudge him with her shoulder, “He’s a decent kisser.”

“Oh,” Shigezane says, now making a show of thinking over how that must change things.

“And he has a big heart for lonely furniture,” she whispers as she turns her body.

“Gigantic,” he whispers back. “Monumental.”

“Anything else gigantic you wanna tell me about?” she asks his mouth.

His exhale is sudden and gratifying to her. “Maybe, you know. Something reasonable,” he stutters. “Something reasonably sized--”

She kisses him again.

It’s not long before she’s straddling his lap, flowy dress bunched in his hands at her hips. She can tell from the promising stiffness she’s been grinding against that he was being modest, and she likes that. She likes him.

“I like you,” he says, and his head is tossed back but she’s watching everything she can see of his face, so she catches it. She smiles and puts a little kiss on his chin, just because he’s so damn cute.

“I like you, too,” she tells him. “But if I am going to cling to your shoulders--”

“Please cling to my shoulders. Oh my god. That’s really hot.” 

“Mmhmm. And if I’m going to cling to your shoulders,” she repeats, curving her palms over the tops of his shoulders and loving the muscle she can feel leading toward his back, “You’ll have to undo your pants yourself.”

“Ohhhh my god, okay, yes, absolutely,” he agrees, pushing himself up by the thighs, her grip on his shoulders and his hands holding her hips keeping her from falling. “Cling, babe. Please. I’m steady.”

She lets her hands really grip him and anchors herself with his body. He keeps one hand tight on her hip while the other works at the fly of those damn slacks. “Your ass looks good in those,” she tells him. “When we were spinning each other, I noticed.”

“Don’t make me blush,” he says, but even in the dark she can tell he already is, and smiling, too. He does whatever pulling needs to be done and sighs when his length is free. She can feel the warmth of it, like the sun hid a part of itself away for her to find in the dark.

It’s hard to decide if she wants to keep clinging (it is pretty hot, and she’s enjoying how solidly he’s kept her up by the strength of his shoulders and thighs), or touch him.

“Can I?” she asks.

“Doll, you can do anything you want,” he moans, head going back again. “Keep grinding, don’t grind, please just stay with me.” His hand goes back to her hip and he settles back down, waist of his pants high on his thighs. One day soon she wants to put her hands on his ass when he’s fucking into her, but here on the beach chair it would probably hurt. So she settles for grinding and kissing his Armani-scented jawline, following the cologne to the collar of the linen shirt he’s wearing. One hand stays close to his chest as she slides it down. Down. And then he’s wrapped by her hand and she cannot believe how smooth and thick this man’s dick is. What the hell. 

“I’m game to do more than grind if you are.”

“Fuck, Doll, anything you want, I meant it,” he says, weaving after her mouth as she playfully evades kisses. “But yes, hell yes. Very game. Atari. Dreamcast. Parcheesi.”

“Shut up, Shigezane.” She keeps a light grip as she begins to jerk him.

“I am never going to talk again,” he promises, and she laughs and kisses him and jerks him faster, and doesn’t call him on it when he starts chanting her name and curses and endearments. It’s better to let him, and focus on how damn good he feels in her hand. How good is he going to feel inside her? How would he feel in her mouth?

She has a nice little fantasy of going down on him in the kitchen of her apartment. Just lean him against the fridge-- mind the ice button, Shigezane-- and go to her knees. She thinks she could mouth the head of his cock for days, the skin of the rest of him feels so good.  “Gonna, soon,” he pants.

She leans forward and pulls in a deep breath of his cologne. She’s gotta find out what kind this is. “Well then you need to tell me,” she whispers, “where you want to be when you do.”

His answer is a series of swears but none of them are a location.

“How do you feel about cumming inside me?”

He looks at her like he cannot believe his luck. She likes that.

“Are you-- Yes, but... you’re okay...?”

“Are you clean?” she asks. “I do have a condom in one of my pockets.”

“Thought I could feel that,” he says, squeezing the dress fabric. “My god, you’re a dream.” He clears his throat. “I’m clean,” he says, more seriously. “But I’ll wear it.”

“Do you want to,” she presses.

“Uh, I am-- more than willing,” he sputters. “I think that’s clear?”

She laughs for what feels like the hundredth time that night.

“Shigezane. How do you feel about cumming inside me?” she asks again. She presses him against the very wet gusset of her panties and holds him there so she can make herself even wetter. He’s so hot, and so cute, and his dick feels so good.

Goldilocks.

“I want you to be comfortable,” he says carefully.

“Then I want you in me. I’m lonelier than these chairs,” she tells him.

“Can’t have that,” he says, grinning. She shakes her head and grins right back.

She stands in the sand and holds up the gauzy material of her skirt. “Take ‘em off,” she says.

He says something dumb and cute about it being his pleasure but she can’t scold him for it because as soon as he slips her panties down he starts kissing her pussy and if she thinks about anything but staying upright she will fall into the sand. He lets the stretchy lace fall and puts his hands around her hips, no fabric between them this time, and pushes his tongue into the seam of her body. He finds her clit without any prompting and yes, he’s a good kisser.

“Later,” she gasps, desperate to put her hands in his hair but sure if she lets go of her dress he’ll try to hide in it and get her off. She’s going to get off anyway, she wants to do it with his dorky but perfect cock inside her. “Tomorrow. Tonight, fuck me.”

He groans and asks “How do you want it?” His hands trace up her sides as he stands up. She can feel him touching the fabric at her waist. She’s getting a little dumb and desperate at this point, the party and drinking and all their flirting and the smoothness of him in her hand swirling around in her bloodstream.

She looks around to make sure they’re really alone. Then she pulls her dress the rest of the way over her head and tosses it toward one of the other chairs. Her bra joins it. Shigezane is looking at her like he wants to worship her with his mouth and she knows it’s not a bad idea.

Thinking he’s probably come back from the precipice by then, she takes one of his hands and brings him with her as she stretches out on the only lounger with a cushion. It’s thin, but it’s better than nothing! She’s hoping he’s gonna knock her around a little.

She pulls him like he pulled her for a dance. When he gets on top of her he is  careful with his limbs. He murmurs how gorgeous she is, how he cannot believe he got to even talk to her.

“You’re pretty gorgeous yourself,” she tells him, reaching for him again and rubbing him slowly against her clit. He glides from how wet she is. If he does not put his cock in her soon she’s going to run into the ocean. “Now do more than talk.”

From the first amazing press of his body to hers, he really is just right. And when his mouth finds hers, he shows her again that he’s a very good kisser. Sweet as a sugar rimmed drink.

[malereader-inserts]

For Lost Time

Fandom: Avengers Pairing: Bruce Banner x Male!Reader Summary: There was many wrong times, right place situation. But, finally, you’ve found the right time, right place. Word Count: 1,169 Request: “Bruce Banner request! Banner trying to confess his feelings for the reader but every time he tries, he gets too nervous and turns into the other guy? But the reader still finds out eventually and it ends really fluffy. Please!” A/n: okay, but it’s so hard to find a gif of bruce. just got back in early from a night out and let me tell you, my voice is fucked from singing so loud.

Bruce was naturally a nervous guy when you first met him.

So, it was hard for you to pick up the cues that he becomes terribly nervous around you, not because you terrified him - well, to an extent, but it was more about the fact that your bright shining personality overshines him, just a bit, just a tad.

Ever since Avengers had started, he had been like a wide-eyed child looking upon some cookies. He was a mess, a pinning mess, to which his beloved best friend Tony Stark had noticed. Soon, after the fight of twenty twelve, Natasha picked up the cues of Bruce painful pining. 

When the team started living in the new and fresh Avengers Towers, Bruce did everything in his might to avoid you in the corridors, if he was to pass you he would simply smile and look down until he’s rounded the corner. Sometimes, he has to breathe again as he seemingly stops when you’re around. 

“You’re hopeless,” Tony commented whilst Natasha nods, agreeing.

She had leaned her arms on the light-up desks, the light radiating her fair skin as she obnoxiously sips her ice coffee whilst Bruce glares at the two. Hoping if he turns quick enough that the two wouldn't notice the furious redness flushing his cheeks.

They both noticed but seeing how embarrassed Bruce was they pretend to ignore it. 

In fact, the unlikely duo decided to help their friend out. To gain some self-confidence and self-esteem, whilst Tony horribly lacks in esteem he is master of the arts on confidence. What they needed was Bruce to realise that he does have a chance with you.

But, Bruce thinks you’d never get with him. 

What he doesn’t know that you have always been interested in what Robert Bruce Banner was about. You want to talk to him about multitudes of things, his life, his story of becoming the Hulk, his multiple theses, his PhDs. You want to know things about him and yet when you come to see him, he’s always magically busy.

“Is Bruce busy?” You asked once at breakfast as you noticed the doctor’s absence as Tony tries to think of an excuse for Bruce.

It was a cycle to behold. Bruce, the pining mess, and you, the oblivious fool. Feelings got thrown out the window fairly quickly as the team started training, team bonding and missions.

Bruce was much more comfortable in the labs whilst you were often found in the training room. Months of his pining went unnoticed to the point that Tony and Natasha was convinced that Bruce had gotten over it. An unspoken mutual agreement that you two were nothing more than friends.

Then, Bruce disappeared.

Just after the Ultron incident, you felt like Bruce was running away from his problem and the guilt in help creating a mistake. 

That’s when Tony and Nat had noticed that maybe you liked Bruce more than you let on. There were times you would stop by at the labs to check up on the two, your eyes drifting to where Bruce would station himself. 

Tony once caught you reading Bruce’s old works, Nat had caught you pausing as you passed Bruce unoccupied bedroom. You were missing the dork, and the regret ran deep in you. It had got you lying in bed thinking back on all the times where you could have asked in on dates.

Bruce’s missing presence had got you thinking about him more often. How only now you had started to pick up his nervous habits, his charming little cues for you to pick up, which you failed miserably.

You remember how his cheeks flushed red during the conversations you both shared, how his eyes always found themselves wandering, anywhere but your eyes - fearful he’d get lost within them that he’ll lose the focus of the conversation. Only now, you can remember how he plays with his hands more often when you’re next to him, glistening with sweat. 

You remember how he wants to ask you a question, the question if you want to go out on a date with him and yet it gets caught in his throat. He shakes his head and averts the topic to save him from more embarrassment. 

He sent you flowers in an attempt to confess his love to you, but you were oblivious and he was too shy to own up that it was him who sent it. In came the chocolate and teddy, in courtesy of Tony, but yet again he flushed red and ducked his head, avoiding any credit to your happiness. 

Sometimes, when Bruce would talk to you, he had the sudden urge to confess his feelings but one smile from you, he’s melting and making a pool of uncertainty. There were attempts after attempts, you were just too blind to spot them.

God, you were an idiot.

Just like he was.

And, here you were acting as he’s dead. He’s missing, not dead (Y/n), big difference, a little spark of hope.

Tony and Nat did everything in their power to track down where Bruce had disappeared, maybe you two bringing together. Then the civil war had happened and it went to shit. Maybe you’ve lost hope, whatever it is, no one was really in the mood for anything. Everyone tried moving on.

But, in the lights of Thanos, Bruce had returned. There was no time to settle down and ask where he had been, the world was practically at war with the universe. The questioning of how come and why us? 

The Avengers had failed, guilt was a factor in emotions. Steve set up a support group, Nat was trying to find her friend. Tony went to live the rest of his life whilst Thor tried destroying his own. Bruce and you were left in the middle ground. You were the only person that he could be around in his normal human form.

He’d tell you what he could remember from his adventure in Thor’s world. You two lounging about in the living room. Your arms crossed over your chest as you leaned your head upon the back of the sofa, staring at him with fond eyes. 

Bruce reddens under your stare, “(Y/n)? I-”

“Go on a date with me,” You breathed, calm and inviting that Bruce almost forgets how to breathe, “I’ve had a lot to think about since you were gone and how much I was an oblivious idiot to your lovely attempts. I guess I have to make up for lost time.”

“I-” Bruce exhales, his lips turning upwards in a shy smile, still lost for words as you continue.

“If we can’t make up for what we’ve failed, I’d love to start a new beginning with by my side,” You smiles as Bruce stiff posture softens and relax.

“Then, I would love to go on a date with you, after all,” Bruce calms himself down, “you were the only thing I thought about whilst I was away.”

[m00kieblaylock]

Not to be a recreation of the Jenny Slate meme but like anytime I listen to Hozier my brain and entire body is just one giant scream. Like it’s too fucking much sometimes I have to turn him off. Like boooooy, what are you doing?

I have written several Ted Talks/Full Length theses on my specific love. Like I wish I could just go buck wild and film myself and show what the experience is really like. Cause I genuinely get angry sometimes cause it’s so fucking good. What the fuck. I love one dork way too much, for fuck SAKE.

[yaytobio]

We Could’ve Been

Oikage Week Day 1 - Fantasy AU

I love theses dorks so much they deserve so much more attention!

SUMARRY:  Then, on our way home, the weirdest thing happened.

Oikawa tells a story about a journey that changed many lives, including Kageyama’s.

Chapter 1

So me and Iwa-chan were pretty happy, in fact, the whole of Aoba Johsai was ‘because we just won our game against Karasuno 2-0, they couldn’t even get one set. I finally got to show that prick Tobio who the boss was. And to be honest, I think Karasuno were also happy about the game, losing was probably the only thing that could’ve shown Tobio that he wasn’t all that, that what he was doing wasn’t right as a setter. Even though the idiot had the skills, all he ever did was show them off, he only did attacks that relied on his skills and I could tell Chibi-chan was losing it.

Anyway, he lost, we’re happy, so we went to this local ramen shop to celebrate and we even saw some Karasuno members there as well. The shop gave us free drinks and we had a little party and all was well.

Then, on our way home, the weirdest thing happened.

It was just me and Iwa-chan on that street then suddenly, everything went black, completely black. I couldn’t even see myself when I held my hands up and I started calling for Iwa-chan. I was confused and kind of scared, I think he heard me because he started calling back and we were both shouting out to each other. The darkness wasn’t going away. Then it felt like we were falling, and I was screaming with my eyes tightly shut. Then next thing I know, I land on some grass in what looked like a massive field. And Iwa-chan was there as well, we were both quiet for a really long time after that, until Iwa-chan punched me in the face!

It hurt like hell and I started yelling at him but then I shut up when he asked me if I had woken up. It was a dumb question but I got what he meant, I always do. But still, he could’ve just pinched me. After that, we were just walking and talking, we did both just as much as each other, the field was going for hours and we were so confused. But we had established that everything was too real for it to be a dream, and we weren’t drunk. It must’ve three hours of walking including two breaks until the scenery changed a bit. Cobble streets and sign saying Dateko. We were kind of surprised to see a name we recognise and carried on walking. When we got there, we saw that it was like a town, but all medieval-looking. There were tall buildings all made of stone and even a well in the centre.

Eventually we found someone who we recognised. It was those two tall middle blockers from Dateko. They were wearing weird costumes, like suits of armour or something and each of them had this big shield thingy. When we asked them where we were, they gave us funny looks and the brown-haired guy was probably going to say something shitty, but then the no-eyebrows guy eyed him intently. Then the brown-haired guy said that we were in the kingdom of Dateko, where the greatest materials have been discovered by its people and they showed us this huge iron wall. They said they were the first people to discover iron and made a wall to show off their superiority.

After that, me and Iwa-chan had a talk. A serious one. Because I had sort of figured out what was going on. We were in an alternative universe. There was no other explanation for it. That’s why the same people were here but all different. At least, they seemed to be the same people, I mean, no-eyebrows guy didn’t talk at all. Iwa-chan couldn’t believe and neither could I to be honest. Then I suggested asking about Aoba Johsai, if the insignificant Dateko is here then surely we must be here as well. So we did, and they pointed off to the west, ‘past the desert’ they said. And I was like, ‘great’, because we haven’t done enough walking already. But we set off anyway.

I remember during our long expedition, something came to me. And I started panicking, going on about how the hell we were supposed to get out of here and what the hell’s going on back in the other universe. Then Iwa-chan grabbed me and slapped me across my face and told me to ‘calm the fuck down’. He can be so overdramatic sometimes. He started saying that I was just hungry but I could tell it all began sinking in for him as well.  We walked for ages in the sand and were actually getting pretty hungry. It wasn’t that hot thank goodness but my feet were aching.

We ended up taking a break and that’s when we saw more people. People from Karasuno, you could tell by their ugly orange clothes, and I think I grimaced out of habit but Iwa-chan was pretty happy to see them. When we got closer, we saw that it was their ace and libero, and they were wearing bizarre costumes as well. The bearded guy had on clunky armour and with him a gigantic sword and their libero had all sorts of jars and ointments and general first aid stuff from the looks of it. And they had food. The ace spotted us ogling and offered us a ride to their place. They were in a carriage after all.

Iwa-chan said yes before I even thought about where we were going. But I didn’t complain. I was really tired. The ride was short and we made it to a camp site. And of course, we were greeted by all those other Karasuno lot. I think the whole team was there, except that I didn’t see their coach, captain and Tobio. And honestly I thought that was a good thing. If everyone here is the same person, then I’d rather walk that desert fifty times no breaks than see that bastard Tobio. Iwa-chan gave me a look like he just read my thoughts but he didn’t tell me off. He probably thinks the same.

So we were given food and Refreshing-kun, who was dressed as some sort of a wizard asked us where we were from. We didn’t know how to answer so it was lucky for us that the managers’ arrival cut our conversation short. He didn’t ask afterwards but I got the feeling there were still things on his mind. In fact, they were all side-glancing us like we were walking around headless or something. I told Iwa-chan that maybe they didn’t have manners in this universe but he was spacing out and didn’t hear me. Iwa-chan has his own ways with dealing with shit.

After dinner, we were planning on heading out again but that’s when the captain showed up wearing fancy-as-fuck clothes and told us to we should rest here before leaving. It was only then that I realised how dark it was. We said alright and got our own tent. Just when we were getting comfortable, I heard familiar voices from outside our tent and reckoned they belonged to Chibi-chan and Glasses guy. But actually, three of them came, Pinch Server was with them as well. They wanted to ask us more, like we were from and what we were. I didn’t know what to say to both of those questions until Iwa-chan bailed me out with the ‘sorry-we’re-really-tired’ excuse.

But although I couldn’t answer their questions, I wanted them to answer some of mine. Who were they, as in, what were they? And what’s their Karasuno kingdom like? I felt like such an idiot asking such a stupid and freaky question but it seemed genuine to them. And the answer was actually not what I was expecting, Chibi-chan was talking the most and said he was a knight, while Glasses guy was a guard, and Pinch Server was a reserve warrior. I came to the conclusion that in this universe, everyone here has a status, captains are kings, setters are wizards, liberos must be healers and spikers are knights.

Then they continued talking, well, more like boasting, about their kingdom getting better and growing. ‘We’ll never be called the fallen crows again!’ or something along the lines of that is what Chibi-chan had declared. He was going to carry on rambling but Iwa-chan yawned and Pinch Server led them out. ‘Way to make it obvious’ I told Iwa-chan but he said that he actually was tired and told me to shut up. Then after that, we went to sleep.

[ecmlol]

Noah laughs.

“So why did you fall in love Jude in the first place? You have to know why or you won’t survive rough patches. Dealing with Patty’s dna that’s lots of patience and love.”Markus says

Markus opens the box and takes out rolling papers and a bag of weed.

Noah laughs

“ well the irony of all of this is that I love his secrets as much as I hate them. When he reveals something about himself it makes me feel special. Isn’t that crazy . All of our arguments is about his secret keeping.”

Noah watches Markus roll his blunt.

“ what else do you love about Jude “Markus say

“He has this crazy ability to seem so innocent at time. Like Life hasnt really touched him in all the bad ways that has most people. It’s weird he’s a total mess but he just so untouched in a why it hard to explain.”

“ ok what else?”

“He’s self made.He’s a hard worker. He wasn’t given anything. He’s not a spoil brat like you would think he is. I love that about him”

“What else”

“ I love how he loves me. I have never even seen him look at anyone else. He actually listen to me when I talk to him. I love the way he looks at me and the way he makes me feel when I’m with him. I swear I miss him when he’s on the other side of the arena.” Noah say with a smile.”

“ what else” Markus asked

“ I love his mind and his heart. He has a good heart and a kind soul. He’s a mess”

“Ok what else “

“I would say have you seen him he’s gorgeous and that smile is everything “noah say as Markus takes a lighter out lights the blunt he just made.

“ I get that’s how I feel about his mother”

In the kitchen

Patty and Jude are listening to the conversation Markus and Jude are having .

“ that man loves jude”Patty says

“ I know he’s just wants so much from me sometimes.”

“ he’s earned it Jude he’s your husband Jude he married you even those your like a box of returns from amazon.”patty quietly say

“ Markus I totally over reacted in there”

“ your on edge here”

Noah would have never have thought in a million years he would be getting high with his “father in law”.

Noah takes the blunt.

“ I haven’t smoke since college “noah takes a hit and passes it to Markus.

“ I’m surprised you can keep this in the living with a addiction.”

“She doesn’t have a problem with pot. She can take a hit of two and be fine but alcohol or anything hard your not going to find it here.”Markus says.

“ this whole mess has me beyond stressed out and I took it out on him. I didn’t mean too. Now he’s mad at me.”markus passes the blunt back to Noah.

“ marriage is hard noah y’all will have your ups and down. Just remember that the only way you can go when y’all are down is up.”Markus makes a lewd hand gestures which makes noah laugh and almost fall out of his chair.

“ noah?Are you high?”Jude asked

“ yes “ noah says through his laugh.

“ I have the baby monitors and Justice is playing in the dish water so pass over the blunt or I got shotgun. “ patty says then bites her lip.

“Girl get that fine ass over here.”Markus says

Patty leans down and Markus blows the smoke from the blunt into patty’s mouth. Patty kisses Markus and the pulls away.

“ leave the joint for theses two and lets go clean the house.”patty says

“ sounds like a plan baby girl.”markus takes one more hit then hands it to Noah.

“I didn’t know you..”jude point to the blunt.

“ smoke?”noah finished Jude’s sentence.

“Yeah”Jude asked.

“In college I use to play video games and take a couple of hits.” Noah offers it to Jude.

“Shot gun?”Jude says

Noah smiles.

“ so I just basically kiss you?” Jude asked as he sits in Markus chair.

Noah smiles and scoots closer.

“Come here”Noah says

Jude leans in and takes the smoke that is offered.

Jude breaths in and coughs.

“ first time ?”noah asked

Jude smiles and shakes his head yes.

Noah laughs

“ I’m sorry “jude says

“Why are you sorry I should be saying sorry not you.”noah said as he takes a hit and Jude shotguns again.

Jude stretches out and looks up at the mornings sky.

“ I made you look stupid. I front of my mom”Jude

“ huh?”noah asked

“ who marries a guy that he didn’t know could cook.” Jude starts to laugh.

Noah takes a nother hit and blows it directly into

Jude’s laughing mouth.

“ fuck You Dane “ Noah says jokingly

“ I hope so real hard”Jude says

Noah was tempted to finish the joint and get jude as high as he could just to see what happens.

“ I think we should get a box of weed and keep it in the kitchen.”jude say

All noah could do it laugh.

“ I need to apologize for something.”

“ for being a jerk.”

“Oh right. I’m so sorry for being a ass. I’m stressing about your evil twin.”

“ Because you looooove mmmmeeeee” Jude says

“ god you’re a dork when you are buzzed Danes “Noah says

“ well honestly I sorta feel like I had a great massage a few stiff drinks and you know when you tie me up and just torture me with kisses.”jude says

“ yes “noah say just loving how relaxed Jude is.

“ I wonder how long we have been sitting here”jude asked

“ don’t know . Come here”noah say

Jude who has been leaned back in his chair sits up and leans towards Noah. Jude shots guns Noah last hit and smiles.

“never thought deliberately getting high would be fun.”

“ how else do you get high?”noah asked

“ contact high.”

“ how?”

“ I was study buddy with this guy”

“Say no more I get it” noah said as he remembered one of his gamer friends who was always like that he still is like that.

“ we had a nother first “ Jude says with a goofy smile.

“ we did”noah say reaching out for Jude ’s hand.

“ I love you jude so much and if anything happens to you....”

“ you looove me”jude says with a laugh.

“ I’m being serious right now Jude’s “noah says

Jude leans over and and tries kissing noah.

“ no I need you to hear this.”

“ ok ok but you are killing my buzz. Hubby”jude says

Never in a million years did noah think he would ever hear jude say something like that.

“ I’m going to do what ever it takes to protect you jude. “

“ you’ll be my body guard? You’ll protect me me?”jude say sounding like a teenage girl for a second.

“ we are going to get you a bodyguard when we get back ok?”

“ ok”jude says as he sit back and stretches out.

“ you guys ok”patty asked

“Great he looooveeees me” jude says

“ I’m pretty sure he’s pretty stoned.” Noah says

Patty laughs

“ little weight. Are you sure your my kid?”patty says.

“ why don’t you two use the guest room to chill out before you head out” Markus says

“ good idea.Come on Jude “noah says

“Why the breeze feels so good.”jude saids

Noah leans down and rubs his arms gently up and down Jude’s arm.

“ you don’t want to come with me?”noah says sweetly .

Jude cracks one eye lid.

“ ok”jude gets up and wraps his self around noah.

“ don’t worry about Justice she is watching Cars2 her favorite “patty says

“ I can’t wait for our maybe baby.”jude say into noah back as they enter the bedroom to chill out in.

“there’s towel if you need it.”markus said

“Thanks mom this has been fun”jude says before his head hits the pillow.

“ I’m glad now sleep it off screw it off I don’t care .” Patty say as she closes the door.

“So tell me why your now excited about the baby”Noah asked

“I have never told anyone but my power ranger and teddy bears with get married and when they has kids my transformers were their babies jude says

I swear I should have gotten him high months ago!noah thought.

“ oh wow . So you wanted to be a dad?”noah asked

Noah wonders how much he could get out of a high jude .

“I wanted the whole package I want everything. House husband career kids pet you name it!”jude say curling up next to noah.

“I want everything thing I didn’t see as a kid.”jude said.

“ ah I can understand that.”

“ but I’m afraid who ever the bio dad is they will want our maybe baby. I don’t want him to take the baby“

“ yeah I fear that too.”noah says

Jude is silent for a second before he started to ask noah a question.

“ what did you think of me when you first saw me”jude asked

“ the first time I saw you I thought wow who are you?”noah

“ really I looked a mess”jude said

“You where a sexy mess!”noah

“ I want nacho.”jude says out of the blue.

“Let the munches begin!”noah says as he pulls out his phone to order off on grub hub.

Noah quickly orders fries and nachos .

“ I can’t remember the address”noah says

“ mom what’s your address “Jude yells out through the closed door.

Patty yells back with the address.

“ done food is on the way.”noah say

“ good.”jude says

“ so what did you think of me when you first saw me?”Noah asked

“ are you sure you want to know ?”

“ shot”noah say

“ I was thinking why is this guy looking at me like that “jude says

“ really?”

“Yes then I couldnt stop wonder about your lips”

“ my lips? Really”noah says touching them

“ there so big and pretty and I wonder if you were a great kisser. Then I thought you were the craziest person and you where trying to get all of us killed.

“ hahah I’m the only one that got shot thanks to you. Why didn’t you just tackle the kid?”

“ I didn’t want to hurt him”jude said

“ yeah but it’s ok to get me shot?”

“ I didn’t mean to”

“ I know I’m just messing with. So am I a good kisser?”

“ yes and they are good for other things too! I swear I have kissed a few thin lipped guys but you are the best “

Jude sits up and kisses noah.

Jude sigh and rubs his bearded face on noah neck.

“ this is nice .” Jude says

“It is”noah says

They both relax and drift off to sleep.

Noah is awakes by a knock at the door.

“ coming”noah hops up and gets the door.

“Thanks”

“No problem” Markus says with a smile as he hands off the fod

“ Dane babe wake up the foods here.”noah say

Jude sigh and slowly wake up to noah opening the bag and starting to eat the fries.

“ that smells good “jude say

“They are.Open up.”noah say.

Jude opens up and Noah feeds him fries.

“ that’s so good”jude closes his eyes and chews.

“ I know right?”noah add

They finish eating and went back to sleep.

The next day jude and Noah woke up around five am. Around the time Markus was getting up to go to work.

“ I can’t believe we spent the night”

Jude said feeling well rested.

“ wow that was crazy”noah said as he gets up.

Jude and Noah said there good bye and headed to the hotel to pack up and leave.

The drive back to Jacksonville was long but nice.

Jude and Noah both didn’t want to go back to reality.

Between Daytona and Jacksonville noah felt like he need to get something off his chest.

“ so is there anything you want to know bout the birth mother?”

“ not really.”

“ can I atleast tell you that I have been letting her stay at my apartment “

“You have?”jude says surprised

“ yes she was homeless. I didn’t want the baby to suffer.”

“ that is understandable “

“ your not mad?”

“No why would I? All the stuff I don’t tell you how can I even bat a eye when you didn’t tell me something that up until recently didn’t have anything to do with me “Jude says calmly as they drive to the airport.

Noah shrugs and decides to call his sister to apologize about not coming to visit.Then calls his dads on FaceTime.

Pop answers he looks like he’s sitting on the couch.

“Nono how are you my boy”pop asked

“ I’m good we are going back to la today.”noah say

“ oh ok wait I thought you were suppose to visit your sister “pop asked

“ yeah some things popped up and we didn’t want to get her involved in it”noah

“ what’s wrong my boy”

“ just a lot of craziness “Noah said

Noah looked at jude driving.

“ all right so that honeymoon is over?”pop said

“ we haven’t gone on one yet”noah said

“Oh ok then what was the road trip about?”

“I wanted noah to meet my mom .we will mostly go after the season is over.” Jude chimes in with.

“ hi jude how are you?”

“ I’m good wish I didn’t have to go back to La just yet”jude says

“ yeah the seclusion on a getaway is so nice.”pop says

“ are you talking to your self in there” marshal says in the background

“ when do I every talk to my self?”pop says

Pop shakes his head. Jude and Noah both hope that they get to this stage of life where they are confrontable enough to bicker at each other but still love each other.

“ come talk to our boys “ pop calls back at Marshal

“They haven’t even been married for a week and they are all ready calling us” I guess pop didn’t tell him about the presex text message.noah thought to himself.

“ there a day shy of a week”

“Has it been almost a week” noah say.

“ I guess so.”jude said

“ and it’s all ready been a little crazy”

Marshal comes into view

“ hey dad”

“ hi Nono hi jude if you’re there.”marshal say

“ I’m here Mr Salvador “

“Call me dad or marshal please”

“ yes sir sorry Marshal “

Pops smiles.

“ how was the visit to your mother jude”marshal asked

“ it was enlightening for me.”noah say before jude can say anything.

“ to my surprise it was interesting will I call her weekly. I don’t know but I will call and check on my sister.”

“Sister?”pop says

“Yes I found out I’m a big brother”Jude says with a smile.

“ congratulations “ pop say

“Thanks”Jude

“Did you ever want a siblings” marshal ask.

“I don’t know I don’t think I ever thought about it”jude said

“She is so cute” noah tells his dads

Both dads smile .

“Speaking of sisters I’m sure your sister is upset right now.”pop said

“ yeah she’s not happy at the moment “noah says

“ I guess we will be getting a call.”marshal says

“You really should keep your word Nono.you don’t get to see your sister much.”Marshal say

“ I know I didn’t have much of a choice.”

“ it’s my fault I have something going on that might put her in harms way right . I didn’t want to put her in the middle of it.” Jude says

“ are you in some kind of trouble?”pop asked

“Apparently I am we will see.”jude says

“ I don’t know how confrontable I and with that answer. Nono do you understand that mean your mostly in in trouble too.”Marshal say.

“ marshal he’s not a child he’s a married man. He understands trouble .”

“ doesn’t mean I can’t worry”Marshal say

“ so we have something to tell you guys “Jude says to change the subject

“ no we don’t”noah say

“ we dont?”

“Nope not right now”noah say

“ why not”

“ tell you later”noah say

“ ok never mind”

“ nope spill it Nono “pop say

“ we are coming to a stop and I have to pee love you guys bye”Noah says

Both of Noah’s dads didn’t look happy as they say there good byes.

“ ok what was that about?”jude asked

“I’m not going to tell them?”noah says

“Wait why!”jude says without looking at the road

“ eyes on the road Dane “noah says as Jude swerve a little because he was too busy to trying to look at noah

“ what’s the deal?”