#Lucky Pair

[kitty-bandit]

Chemicals Between Us

Fandom: D.Gray-man Rating: E Pairing: Lucky (Tyki x Lavi); Pieshipping (Link x Allen) Total Words: 151.6K Tags: Modern AU; Omegaverse AU; Sexting AU; Unrequited Laven

Chapter 22: Obligatory Flashback Episode

If heartbreak had a scent, it would be pears and lotus blossoms. 

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[lavibookmansflatass]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: D Gray Man Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Lavi/Tyki Mikk, Lavi & Tyki Mikk Characters: Lavi Bookman, Tyki Mikk Additional Tags: Smut, two identity crisis's learning how to feel, deep psychological topics, major character deaths, mentions of child abuse, will add more tags and warnings as we move along, Hand Jobs, it will be a tragic ending you've been warned, Blood and Gore, Panic Attacks, Slow Burn, mentions of past Laven if one could count it Summary:

Lavi has been captured by the Noah and tortured for information for weeks. Not finding what they were looking for, they bicker amongst themselves to decide the Bookman Junior's fate. Lucky for him, he piqued one Noah's curiosity. One that seemed to have a soft spot for humans and enjoyed living a double life. Unwilling to let an interesting human slip from his fingers, Tyki decides to keep Lavi as a pet. Together they learn what it means to feel human or something close to it. Finding a sense of peace within each other to strip away the fabricated identities they weaved for the sake of their roles they figure out who they really are.

[sleepyeena]

🧡💜

[rplinkhoward]

BEFORE YOU ASK ITS NOT DONE ITS A ROUGH ROUGH DRAFT! I JUST WANTED TO GET THE IDEA DOWN ON PAPER THATS IT THERE IS NO FINAL DETAILS!

I don't like it and obviously it needs a bit of polish...but this image has been stuck in my head for eons. This is probably the first time I tried to draw a rabbit and it's paws still don't look right (they kill me). Also first time drawing a teez. Did you know a good side reference of a teez is kinda hard to come by?

Anyways enjoy this crappy rough drawing of lucky pair but in bunny Lavi and Tyki Teez form XD.

[northstarscowboyhat]

Does older Clover have a special someone in their life? :3

Perhaps.

[crimeronan]

i like writing trauma fic about characters who Don't recover quickly from the physical or psychological toll. particularly when the story becomes more about the ongoing aftermath than the initial traumatic event. i think that's like 95% of my works on ao3 right now. across all fandoms all relationships all premises. like. hello friend. you are here because you, like me, enjoy reading about this one specific character getting beat up. you are still here once he's done getting beat up because you, like me, like to see what happens after the worst has already been done. so! can i interest you in some Pathetically earnest storytelling about the nature of pain and brokenness 🥺👉👈

[fremiinetistic]

hear me out about freminet accidentally attaining godhood. the god of sea and solitude,,,

[lamardeuse]

oh god I just saw a 'based on your likes' that was a 1500 word essay on how buddie was endgame (girl we know) and writing Tommy with an asterisk in place of the 'o' and...I'm just so tired. If you're getting this weird about shipping when we are getting fed with amazing queer rep on a show that has featured amazing queer rep since day one I can tell you from decades of experience that this is the point at which you should log off and go do something else for your own peace. This is a show about adults who are messy as hell, including the queer characters, if that doesn't float your boat then don't watch. You're just putting up your blood pressure for no reason and making yourself look like a child.

Right now Buck is currently getting his ass reamed by a refrigerator of a man and is no doubt enjoying every second of it. He's also in love with one Edmundo Diaz, dad, firefighter, veteran, and queer disaster. These two truths can coexist. Everyone needs to just chill.

[hirakiyois]

i think for any dating show to be worth anything, they need a real yearner in there and since his man 2 had junseong, an s tier yearner with a major in pining and a minor in flirting like a victorian man, literally nothing else may ever compare again

[hannahssimblr]

“Come on!” Jen giggles, “Just one! One little eeny-weeny teeny puff!”

“No! Get it away!” 

With one hand locked behind my neck, she tries to slot a joint into my mouth. I gently but firmly peel her hands off me. “This is the textbook definition of peer pressure.”

“Oh, you should tell your parents what’s happening to you. They’ll think I’m evil.”

“They already half think that.”

“Come on!”

“I’ll vomit.”

“You might not this time. It might be different.”

“There’s something deeply insane about that statement.”

“Here!” Shane interjects, holding his hand out for the joint. “Give it to me, sure it’s only wasted on him.” He pops it between his lips, and when he smokes it, the end crackles, a dot of smouldering light in the dark. 

Standing around watching my friends get stoned has been a regular fixture of the summer. We spend most of these long, lazy evenings hanging out in some unkempt corner of the caravan park, where the sun’s warmth lingers on the fractured tarmac and damp beach towels are drying over the wire fence around the tennis court. 

Last night, some man in his thirties complained that our chatting was disturbing his kids’ bedtime and that he could smell the weed smoke inside his caravan. Except he didn’t call it weed. He called in ganja, and when he went back inside, we snickered about it until he hissed out of the window that he was going to phone the police.

So tonight I am standing around watching my friends get stoned in town instead. It took me forty-five minutes to cycle in to meet them, and my reward for that is the ends of the Chinese takeaway that they didn’t finish and a wonky joint being forced into my mouth.

“Fuck, that’s shite,” Shane hacks out a bone-dry cough, and he pushes the joint towards Joe, who has the temerity to look offended. “Hey! My brother sold me that.”

“Did your brother fish it out of that bin at the back of the chipper?”

Joe smokes it to prove a point. “It’s lovely,” he insists, eyes watering, “I think that’s… that’s actually the nicest weed I ever had.”

“It tastes of stale crackers.”

“My brother wouldn’t sell me bad stuff! Don’t say that about-” his eyes bulge and he breaks off into wheezing coughs, doubling over with a hand clutching at his throat, “Okay, right enough,” he manages as we passively watch him struggle, “it’s a bit dry.” 

Kasper is waving in the distance, doing a little half-run across the pedestrian crossing. He’s coming back from the off licence with a school bag packed so full of cans that he hasn’t been able to zip it up all the way. 

“I saw Liam,” He says, eyes dancing as though he has spotted a cryptid in the woods, “And girlfriend eating at restaurant.”

“Just now?” Jen says. 

“Yes, five minutes.”

They must be on a date. I wonder did he ask her to his debs. I wonder if she said yes. I wonder why I am invested. 

“Oh! Cute! Maybe they’ll come and hang out.” She produces her flip phone and begins texting. 

“No,” Shane protests with a waving hand, “Don’t. Don’t invite them.”

“Too late. I’ve asked her.”

“No. It’s weird! I don’t want her to see me stoned.”

“She knows you smoke weed.”

“She doesn’t.”

“Well, she’s about to find out.”

My stomach does strange things at the thought of seeing Evie again. It’s ridiculous and makes little sense because she’s just some random girl who hangs out with Kelly Healy. It would be easier to dismiss this sensation as weird hunger pangs if I hadn’t eaten less than half an hour ago, so instead, I conclude I am experiencing a sudden onset anxiety disorder and concentrate on ignoring it.

When she arrives about fifteen minutes later, I ignore the feeling even harder. She is smiling, but Liam is not. He drags his feet behind her, pointedly miserable, while Evie drifts over and hugs Jen, oblivious to him. 

I’m there too, somehow, holding out my arms to hug her. I make sure it’s brief, because I am still somewhat attempting to be nice to Liam, and suspect he considers my touching or looking at Evie in any way to be bullying. I give him that awkward, closed-lip smile afterwards, and he does the same in return. 

The smell of Evie’s jasmine shampoo lingers in my nose even after she is gone. 

“What happened to your face?” Shane asks her. She goes pink and wipes a knuckle under her eye. “Nothing happened. Kelly did my makeup.”

A laugh bubbles from his lips. “Well, you look mad.”

All I noticed was the dark makeup on her eyes and some lipstick. It’s not exactly shocking stuff.

Jen rolls her eyes as she takes the joint from Joe. “Don’t mind him. You look lovely as usual.” She takes a long, luxurious drag. “You want?” 

“Ah, no. She can’t have any,” Shane pushes Jen’s arm away. “I wouldn’t let Evie do any of this stuff. She’s only a baby.”

Jen doesn’t rest, she just swings her arm to Liam instead. “How about you?” And I wonder if the quality is really so bad that she’s offering it to him. I feel it’s just as good in the rubbish bin. Smirking, I catch eyes with Evie, who is trying her hardest to look serious, and wonder if she is thinking about the story I told her about him at the gallery yesterday. The memory of her guilty laughter makes me feel like I might lose my cool completely.

Liam brushes some curls across his forehead and straightens up haughtily. “No thanks. I’m probably not going to stay for long, anyway. I have to get up at six for work.” He takes his phone out of his jeans. “Actually, I think I’m going to text my dad to come and get me now, so if you want a lift, Evie, you can come.”

“No,” she says, a little too quickly. “I think I’m going to stay.”

His brow furrows. “Will you just get a taxi then or what?”

“We’ll get her home safely,” I say, and a rigidity comes over Liam. He won’t look at me, and a muscle pops in his cheek. 

“Will you? But sure, you’re all stoned.”

“I’m not. She’ll be fine with us.”

“Okay,” he says, though it’s clear it’s not at all, but what does he expect? You can’t exactly force a girl who is so clearly repelled by your presence to hang out with you. In fact, Evie spends the next half hour chit-chatting with Jen and ignoring him while he sulks in the background, waiting for his dad to collect him. When he leaves they exchange awkward goodbyes, and she continues as she was, as though she’s already forgotten he was with her. I should probably feel bad for him, but I am oddly triumphant. 

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[gir4]

saw an edit of yae miko with pants and it opened my third eye

[kitty-bandit]

Chemicals Between Us

Fandom: D.Gray-man Rating: E Pairing: Lucky (Tyki x Lavi); Pieshipping (Link x Allen) Total Words: 143.3K Tags: Modern AU; Omegaverse AU; Sexting AU; Unrequited Laven

Chapter 21: Denial Isn't Just a River in Egypt

Everything was fine. Everything was meaningless. But it was fine. He was fine. He had to be.

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[lavibookmansflatass]

New link to the fic of What Males Us Human. I dunno what's going on with the links not working now but maybe this will work?

Sorry for the inconvenience

[sleepyeena]

silly thing

[zhongrin]

oh yeah zhongli and my mom would get along so well bc she would just randomly out of nowhere buy things like... uh.... purely decorative, ostrich egg-sized golden eggs........ yes, eggs. plural...................

[kaiserouo]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE GUN I'VE BEEN DELETING IS DOUBLE SHOT HANDCANNON

AND IT'S VOID TOO?????

yeah i know what to pair with my lucky pants and the call