#I’m weak for these two
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rose-loves-nikki · 10 months ago
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This game is testing me and I’m failing
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st-hedge · 4 months ago
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They’re insane and they should’ve kissed about it
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eldritch-bf · 13 days ago
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I had an epiphany.
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1driedpersimmon · 2 years ago
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Phew, this guy
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stuckinapril · 2 months ago
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I don’t understand it when people say that Carrie was also the problem bc she was anxiously attached bc like …. maybe she had a moment or two but for the most part it was absolutely Big being such a selfish prick and then justifying it w “ohhh I have commitment issues bc my last marriage fell through” umm ur a 45 year old BABY actually
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hoperenae · 4 months ago
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Playing FMK w/Kenma and Kuroo (f!reader)
BACKGROUND — You've been best friends with Kenma and Kuroo since elementary school. You go to all their volleyball games, therefore you’re friends with all the other volleyball boys by default. You’re like everyone’s favorite sister. But one friendly game of ‘fuck, marry, kill’ could change all that.
A/N — Wrote this on the clock at work, so does that mean I’m a paid author now? 🥴
WORD COUNT — 885
“I’m not playing that.” Kenma glanced up from his game long enough to roll his eyes at you. You were all sitting on the floor in his bedroom.
“Oh come ooooon,” you pleaded. “It’ll be fun. What about you, Kuroo-kun?”
“You know I’m always down for a little drama,” Kuroo grinned slyly. You clapped your hands gleefully.
“Ok, we’ll start with you, then!” You turned to face Kuroo. “Hmm…Bokuto, Yaku, and Lev.”
“Oh please, that’s too easy,” Kuroo said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Fuck Bokuto, marry Yaku, kill Lev.”
“Fair enough,” you laughed. “Ok do me.”
Kuroo rubbed his chin in contemplation. “Kageyama, Shrimpy, Akaashi.”
“Oh man.” You paused. “I guess it’s gotta be fuck Kageyama, marry Akaashi, kill Hinata. Sorry Hinata.” You and Kuroo both laughed, and you swore you saw Kenma snicker out of the corner of your eye.
“Your turn, Kenma,” Kuroo said. “Give one of us 3 names.”
“No,” Kenma retorted plainly.
“Kenmaaaaaaa,” you groaned. “Please please pleeeeease.”
Kenma, finally done with your shit, took a deep breath, set his phone down, and said, “Fine. This one is for you, Kuroo. There’s only two people, and you can choose between fuck and marry.”
“That’s not really how it works,” you interjected. Kenma shot you a death glare that instantly shut you up.
“Me and y/n. What’ll it be?”
Kuroo’s face went ghostly white at the same time yours turned beet-red.
“Th-that’s not fair,” Kuroo stammered. “You can’t use people in this room.”
“Why not? Are you scared?” Kenma’s lips curled up in a cruel smile.
“Of course not!” Kuroo declared.
“Alright, then choose.” Kenma crossed his arms across his chest with the same sly look painted on his face.
“I-I don’t think you should be allowed to just change the rules like that,” Kuroo said, his voice cracking.
“Quit stalling, Kuroo,” Kenma said with raised eyebrows. You were still as stone, not daring to show any emotion one way or the other. But you had to admit, you were very curious to hear Kuroo’s answer.
“Okay fine!” Kuroo shouted. “I’d fuck and marry y/n because, frankly, I don’t want anything to do with Kenma right now if he’s gonna be a little brat.”
“So I’m your last resort? I only win by process of elimination?” You tried to suppress the grin forming on your face.
“What? No, that’s not what I meant!” Then, seeing the coy look on your face, Kuroo said, “I hate you both.”
“You love us.” You playfully punched his arm, very much aware of the blush that had crept onto his face.
LATER THAT NIGHT
It was late. You were in Kenma’s living room, and the host of the evening was fast asleep on the couch, leaving just you and Kuroo sitting on the floor in front of the couch watching a movie.
Of course, you were only half paying attention to the movie. The other half of your brain was preoccupied with how close Kuroo was to you, something that never seemed to matter until now. Your arms were nearly touching, to the point where every once in a while his arm hair tickled you. He was giving off heat like a radiator, so much so that you discarded your blanket long ago. Was he this close when the movie started, or did you gradually gravitate toward each other like magnets?
You moved ever so slightly to relieve your aching tailbone, and your arm bumped against his.
“Sorry,” you mumbled. He waved it off.
Despite the movie, the silence between the two of you felt deafening. You had never felt awkward around Kuroo before, so why now? Was it because he was so nervous to answer Kenma’s question earlier? Was it because he insinuated that he had feelings for you? Or was it all just part of the game?
You felt his gaze on you, so you turned to look at him. Your faces were mere inches away, close enough to feel his breath wisp across your face. It smelled like the pink Starbursts he had munched on earlier, refusing to eat any other flavor.
“What?” you whispered.
His eyes briefly flickered down to your lips and back. “Nothing.”
“It’s clearly not ‘nothing,’” you said, your stomach turning over and over and over. He said nothing for almost a full minute.
“I just…I hadn’t thought about it like that. About you like that.”
“Oh,” you breathed. “And now?”
“Now, I can’t stop.”
You stared into those familiar hazel eyes, and time seemed to slow down. Neither of you moved even an inch for fear of losing the moment. You felt suspended in midair, as if you were floating and falling at the same time. Everything you thought you knew was collapsing in on itself, but something new was being rebuilt from the rubble. Something beautiful and familiar and utterly terrifying.
“Would you guys just kiss already?” Kenma mumbled from behind you.
You both jolted and, realizing how close you were, quickly scooted apart. The spell was broken, and now you just felt flustered and embarrassed.
“Oh hell no, I’m not letting him ruin this.” Kuroo leaned back toward you and, in one swift motion, cupped your face in his hands and pressed his lips to yours. And it was perfect.
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bugeyedfreaks · 6 months ago
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how I feel the next morning after more exercise than usual
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edwinisms · 4 months ago
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see I need ghost clothes to have properties more or less like regular clothes because wearing someone else’s jacket or shirt is one of the most important expressions of affection in existence and yes basically what I’m saying is i wanna see charles give edwin his jacket for one reason or another and see edwin get all flustered and giddy about it
#the staple of all my high school romances (all like. two or three of them)#but on a more domestic level too….i love the trope of one partner wearing the other’s ill-fitting t-shirt around the house because#it’s comfy and they like feeling embraced in a way by the perosn they love#grahhhhhh I’m weak and cliche i know i know#but yeah the jacket thing…….im imagining like. something happens that leaves edwin hurt and exhausted on the ground and charles rushes over#to check if he’s okay and to help him up. and in doing so he drapes his signature jacket over edwin’s shoulders#and yeah ghosts can’t get cold. but edwin doesn’t say that out loud because he’s too busy being all 💕😳💕. similarly he forgets about being#hurt and can only think about how charles’ jacket feels on him and how everyone can see this mark of affection on him and. and.#yeah#i remember one of my favorite things about (stealing) wearing my ex crushes and boyfriend’s jackets was feeling like. everyone can see#that I’m his. and he likes me. and that we’re Something. I’m Special to him#which is so teenager of me but I’m gonna be honest i doubt anything’s changed and I’m almost 24#I just haven’t felt like that in a long time. man i miss that feeling#but yeah edwin. being as jealous as he is and as up front about people knowing that charles comes first and they’re ‘Best Friends’ and all#i imagine he’d be the type to be a bit (not negatively) possessive and to love that little assertion of. yes. look. I’m his favorite.#we have something special. he loves me. specifically.#same reason i think he’d ACT annoyed at getting hickeys he can’t totally hide but really would kind of love the feeling of being marked#like that. it’s Evidence. he likes everyone knowing charles is his and vice versa.#I think i broke myself#rambling#payneland#dead boy detectives
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sparky-is-spiders · 6 months ago
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There’s something about s1 and pre-s1 je that just gets me, y’know? Part of it might just be that I want to chew on those power dynamics, sure. But there’s also the juxtaposition of what Jon knows and what we know. Best if it’s from Jon’s PoV I think, where the biggest concerns are whether this is why he got the archivist job and how he can hide this relationship from his coworkers. Where the weight of their future looms large, impossible to ignore yet somehow background noise. And maybe there’ll be that moment when Jon makes a little observation or Elias says one of those little in-jokes and you get a glimpse of everything that waits for them both. Their inevitable fate waiting for both of them.
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sirazaroff · 11 months ago
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bestie i haven’t seen your art in so long i was wondering what happened, turns out i just haven’t turned on notifs for you so that’s remedied now !! gosh ive missed out on some hella good art 😩 you’re pulling my love for crosshares back from out of the shadows, you icon 😩
AHHH PATCH!! dude I’ve missed you too ( ・ᴗ・̥̥̥ ) I also haven’t been seeing you on my feed lately. Thought maybe somehow I got unfollowed from you but naw. Dunno what’s going on with my feed. Anyways I’m glad to see you again! Hopefully you’ve caught up on all the goodness.
Man we need some more crosshares 😤 I always look back to your work for inspo and just general fondness over the kiddos. You capture their dynamic real real well it’s always got me giggling, legs swinging. Lucky for you, there’s more crosshares in the works so, something fun to look forward to >:D
Thank you for reaching out! <3
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Vels on her tippy paws don’t worry
Tho her being tol would be rather fun~
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gingenr · 12 days ago
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I’m locked in (for once)
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caliphoria17 · 1 year ago
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Aaliyah Amrohi. One chance, please.
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sylunisart · 2 days ago
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Posting my part of the Halloween collab
Left is nighttime, and right is daytime
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ohmigoshiloveu · 9 months ago
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You know to me Fizzfangs don’t know each other at all. They think they do, they’re both comfortable in each others’ presence, and they care about each other a lot, but when Soda’s too distressed to make conversation easy Emizel can’t figure out how to talk to him anymore, and if Emizel— god forbid— cried in front of Soda then Soda wouldn’t even be able to comprehend it.
But also they have each others backs, and Soda was starting to open up to Emizel and if Emizel was gonna have an emotional breakdown and didn’t want to be alone he’d go find Soda. When shit hits the fan and all these new/old parts of themselves start coming up to the surface they’re willing to stick it out and meet this seemingly new, yet oh so familiar person, again and again and again. I think that’s what love is.
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star--anon · 4 months ago
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Gally hides a lot of his panic attacks and nightmares that he got after he went through the Changing in a desperate attempt to be liked again in the Glade
He was kind of universally hated in the books, apparently becoming extremely unlikeable after he got Stung
which is honestly so sad. What he saw drove him slightly insane and he couldn’t handle it and shut down.
#it’s 2am I hope this makes sense my brain is losing itself#in a ‘Teresa lives’ AU I can actually totally see them becoming friends#if I had a nickel for every time a maze runner character witnessed horrors and did bad things#that specifically involved sacrificing one or two people in order to benefit many more people#I would have two nickels#they also bond over being extremely protective over Minho#because I think Teresa would be super duper protective of Minho in Paradise#partly out of guilt and partly out of trauma#she works closely with the doctors to heal him and visits him daily to make sure he’s feeling a-okay#she spoon feeds him when he’s too weak to feed himself#actually she has almost an obsession with bringing him food or feeding him or cooking food for him or just watching him eat in general#but it’s because WCKD regularly starved him or used food as an incentive/weapon against him#and now she’s just extremely determined to make sure Minho never has that happen to him again#Thomas sits in the corner awkwardly waiting for Teresa and Gally to finish fussing over his boyfriend so he can kiss him#Minho wakes up like ‘I don’t remember having a girlfriend as well as two boyfriends???’#and Thomas is just ‘YOU DONT????’#Minho will be sleeping on the couch for that comment tbh#Minho goes to Gally and/or Teresa whenever he and Thomas get into arguments#Thomas is so confused by this. Especially Teresa#‘YOURE LITERALLY MY EX GIRLFRIEND YOU SHOULD BE ON MY SIDE’#idk if I actually agree with anything I just wrote but I’m too sleepy to do things like reread
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ghstsrock · 8 months ago
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maybe I should start posting The Outsiders headcanons and shit 😭
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