#TOOOOO FUCKING EASY

[marsbotz]

wait ok sorry one more annoying post b4 bed. i have to see if i can still quote the two scenes ik off by heart

[bmpmp3]

everyone on earth probably has a hypothetical farming sim in their mind's eye that they daydream about on occasion because of the unfortunate situation that despite there being like a thousand farming games released every minute only like 4 of them are any good. and i think this is fun, i think its good to keep the imagination alive. if i made a farming sim i would bring back rival marriages from the old friends of mineral town. i want to steal someones wife.

[syncast-err0r]

being a bottom n a hardcore dom at the same time is the Worst thing ever it's so haaaard to find anyone into the exact shit ur into

[mossistyping]

ahah heyyy what to do when you find out your treatment might not be working and the next treatment to try is like. 10k every 8 weeks ahahhhh no don't be a burden you're so sexyyyyy

[ddejavvu]

I think anakin loves head and like I know that men in general love head but like he takes it to another level. This man would want to be sucked 24/7. and honestly no problem for me cuz I would give that man the sloppiest head in existence 😩

send me anakin thoughts/requests !!

this post is 18+, minors dni.

so the thing is that he just wants his dick sucked 24/7, you're so right. and it's not that he expects it from you, he knows it's not like you owe him or anything, it's just that.. if the urge hits.. he's gonna ask. he's got zero shame. he's not gonna try to take a cold shower (unless he has other, more important things to do, which is rare), he's not gonna try to muscle it down, he's just gonna be upfront and ask if you'll suck him off. 'cause like.. you do it so well. and why would he put himself through mediocrity, or even disappointment altogether when you're on the couch and you might say yes to helping him? you don't look tooooo busy, he'll just ask :)

once he gets into this routine of asking every time, you'll probably tell him he doesn't even have to ask. it's not necessarily a structured free use contract, you're just hearing 'angel can I please have your mouth' 86 times a day so you shrug the 87th time and say 'you don't have to ask, ani. i'll do it whenever you want.'

boy does he take that and run with it!!! you're relaxing on the couch sipping tea and reading and he comes rushing in from his workshop already undoing his buckle. you hear it and it's like you're pavlov's fucking dog, your mouth practically waters and you scramble to bookmark your place before it gets jostled. sometimes he straddles your thighs on his knees on the couch for easy access, sometimes you just slouch a little bit on the cushions and he holds your head to the side to stick his dick in your mouth. it's abrupt sometimes, you don't always get much warning, but you don't care, it's worth it. you'd suffer a thousand lost places in a novel or even another shattered holopad (he'd gotten a little too eager to fuck your face and had jostled the couch cushions so much that it had fallen face-down onto the floor) if it means you get anakin's dick stuffed into your mouth.

is he a little rough sometimes? yeah! do you walk away with a little bit of a sore neck? yeah! are you gonna decline his request next time? no! cause if you complain to him all whiny that he fucked a crick into your neck he'll lay you out flat on the bed on your stomach and massage it for you, which means he has his hands all over your skin, which means he's gonna offer to give you a full back massage too, which means his hands are gonna be really close to your ass, and.. well..

sometimes (a lot) it happens in the shower, 'cause he sees you naked and well.. not much he can do to stop that. he's a little enamored by you. which means you're kneeling on the slick shower floor with his hand tangled in your wet hair and water streaming into your eyes and sometimes blocking out your airway through your nose while you suck and choke and gag on his dick. You always come out of it a little out of breath, but you'd rather suffocate down there than stop.

god there's something so ridiculously sexy about the thought of just. existing. just chilling. and all of a sudden anakin's hand is on your face, hand cupping your jaw as he turns your head to the side. he's already got his dick out, it's in the hand that isn't holding your face, and he just feeds it right into your mouth. fuck whatever you were doing before that, it's not important.

if he's kneeling over you on the couch he'll fuck into your mouth with a hand on the back of your head, grunting and groaning and moaning and hissing while you gag a little on how far his cock is being repeatedly shoved down your throat. he revels in the way your face scrunches, the way your eyes well up with tears as he hits the back of your throat. if you manage to look up at him his breath will stutter in his chest at the sight of your red-rimmed, teary eyes staring up at him, and he'll heave out a 'kriff, angel.' or grunt, 'shit'

some other grunts and groans you might hear from him are things like 'oh- so good, so good, so-good-so-good-so-good!' 'babe. baby, i'm gonna- mmf! I'm gonna cum, now, baby, I'm gonna cum!' and 'good. kriff that was- so good. thanks for letting me have your mouth, angel.'

[cyber-skeletons]

Okay so here are my silly doodles for Earthspark: Shattered Glass

Musings below the cut

I love Earthspark in large part because of its narrative against black/white thinking and the idea that defining "good vs. evil" is easy. And in canon Earthspark even the worst Decepticons are portrayed as just kinda sillygoofy????? So I don't imagine the Autobots would be tooooo bad. Especially with Optronix defecting to the Decepticons because he just. Got bored with torturing and slaughtering his way across the galaxy and was like "You know what would be hilarious. What would just be really fucking funny. If I swapped sides, LMAO."

Anyway I thought about drawing a parole anklet on Optronix up there but I figured instead they would install a remote detonation device inside his spark chamber a la Suicide Squad in exchange for allowing him to keep the Matrix of Leadership in his chest. Optronix came up with the idea. He said it was his Act of Profference to Megatron and Megatron is just like "?????"

Speaking of Megatron he has deep entrenched eye bags because Optronix is his conjunx partner and because his handler is Agent Jon Schloder, who inherits his canon timeline sister's genocidal hatred of Cybertronians in this AU. Also he's busy managing all of the Decepticons and being a diplomat to Earth. He's still besties with Dot though, who in this AU is a cop because she prioritizes duty and the law and her work ahead of her family.

Also Optronix is besties with Karen Croft because Karen was really into True Crime shows as a youth and thinks him being a repentant serial killer is cool as heck, she owns all of his merchandise.

Breakdown is the teacher of the Terrans in this AU and he carries a deep sadness within him because he yearns to help his best friend Bumblebee recover from millions of years of enslavement under Optronix but Bumblebee is off being insane in the wilderness or something. Breakdown looks for him in his freetime.

The Terrans themselves are relatively unchanged, though perhaps a touch more anarchic/chaotic.

And now I'm out of time andweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee the cat is attacking the keyboard so let me know if I should keep musing???

[iamthecomet]

Heyyy Comet!

I haven't sent a headcanon ask in a long time so here we go:

What animal would the ghouls (gender neutral) be and why?

sending lots of hugs! - @ghouletteanon

This is a fun one! Let's see what I can come up with! Hugs to you tooooo ♡.

Cumulus - Luna Moth. Soft. Delicate. Ethereal

Mountain - Elk or Moose. Quiet. Gentle until he isn't.

Cirrus - Swan. Graceful. Beautiful. Will fuck you up if she feels like it.

Aeon - Bat. Nocturnal. A little odd. Very cute.

Dew - Fox. Clever. Cunning. Goofy. Makes horrifying noises.

Rain - Otter. Adorable. Can be a little aloof, but also very sweet.

Aurora - Dragonfly. Shiny. Energetic. A little weird in the best ways.

Aether - Wolf. Soft. Gentle with his pack. Very protective.

Sunshine - Hummingbird. Flitting everywhere. Energetic. Bright.

Swiss - Panther. Slick. Sly. Always watching even if you can't see him.

Mist - Shark. Mysterious. Friendly sometimes, deadly others.

Ifrit - St. Bernard. Excitable. Loyal. A little dumb (affectionate).

Zephyr - Heron. Odd. Graceful. Efficient.

Omega - Black Bear. Big. Easy. Can be grumpy.

[sibmakesart]

What French cities/arrondissements of French cities/villages are each of the OG Avengers from in a French only version of the Avengers?

Or if 6 is tooooo many, just Steve and Tony lol

lmao im gonna be the french au artist soon but i want yall to note that this one is not on me

so ->

tony : hes parisian, from the 16th arrondissement, believe me, it pains me to admit it 😔 he went to high school in Louis Legrand and did Saint - Cyr

Steve : i think hes also from l' Ile-de-France (region around paris) prob the west that was still p poor during ww2, and in close proximity with Normandy, wich was also fucking poor, and yk, the debarquement

natasha : mmmmmm the easy answer would be the north, like lille or roubaix to fit her russian darkness

thor: from Bretagne, that has a pretty strong celtic culture still

clint: that bitch is from the south, like Marseilles or something, ended up traveling europe with the circus tho

bruce : hes swiss, works at cern, has to make regular trips to paris and Stuttgart for work and hates every moment of it

[mangoposts]

https://x.com/xjonkuch/status/1706722264190742552?s=46

I feel like Nick would fuck your throat just like this. Slapping his dick against your face and gripping the back of your hair. You’d take each opportunity to tease him out in public because of how easy it is to get him worked up and honestly, you’re addicted to seeing him pissed off. He’s more rough with you that way.

This video is giving the cabin getaway video and you and Nick go off to take some nice pictures and get lost. Nick is frustrated so he starts cursing because he forgot the way back so you start to push his buttons until he shoves you onto the ground and tells you to suck him off to ‘pass the time’. Then when you finally make your way out and head back to your room, Chris would catch you on your way in and be like ‘Where the fuck have you two been? It’s almost time for bed’, Matt looking over at you both with knowing eyes and he does one of those famous Matt smirks. Nick isn’t even paying attention as he adjusts his pants and heads to your room saying “Don’t ask”. You’d just shrug and sit with Chris and Matt, not being able to get the thought of a groaning, ridiculously hard Nick standing above you out of your head.

I also his feel like his dick would look like this too. He’s definitely the biggest out the three of them. Kinda been thinking about it lately too and he’s been way less innocent than we give him credit for. I’ve seen lil clips where he comes across like he’s always horny. I just know he jerks off like.. a lot. Feel like he chokes himself when he does it too, also leaving scratches on his lower abdomen.

(My bad if half of this didn’t make sense, I’m a bricked up mess rn. Finding nick content is so hard)

- ⚔️

MMMEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW.

This is tooooo good. This is almost exactly how id picture Nick receiving head, the way he’d almost always throat fuck you each and every time because he can’t get enough of your throat…. Too hot

The scenario was perfect for this. And i BEEN SAYING, this man is not as innocent as yall think he is… im sorry Nick gives off such an experienced vibe for me, maybe he hasn’t hooked up a lot but i could tell Nick definitely knows what he’s doing when he does it. Bro is packing you can’t have all that and not know what to do with it

🔗

I’m adding Nick to the porn links masterlist and this link will be the first 👍

[coquettluvr]

ajax : heaven and back

"y/n, come to my party tomorrow evening 8 pm, please cutie?"

- ajax

"im busy tomorrow ajax...."

i lied

i lied because, ajax had a crush on me. but i never really felt the same for him and so i had to decline the invite to his party.

i didn't want him to get his hopes high, because breaking a guy's heart, is the last thing i would want to do.....

but just after a while of me declining his invite, i started getting too many messages.....all at once.

"y/n, why would u decline?" - diluc.

"y/n, don't be so stubborn pls. im sure we'd have fun" - dehya.

"y/n? parties are fun no? i'll pick you up and drop you okay?" - kaeya.

"y/n, ajax is rich. we'd have so much fun, now come on, reschedule your plans" - alhaitham.

ugh. this is why i hate popular guys. they get away with everything. ajax must have asked them to convince me and now everyone is asking me to come to the party.....but i know for a fact that ajax will roam around me and irritate me there by asking me questions.....

i didn't want to go but so many of my friends were requesting me to the point that i couldn't deny.....

and i did feel like i needed a moment to relax myself from the work stress ive been dealing with. maybe going to the party isn't so much of a bad idea i guess?

i take my phone to text ajax even though my heart denied.

"hey ajax....im coming to your party" - me

"sure cutie" - ajax

time skip, tomorrow 5:30 pm

"y/n, what are you wearing tonight? - ajax

"ummm i was thinking of maybe wearing a black slip dress?"

"oh? then i would wear a black suit for you so that we could match eachother, cutie" - ajax.

🎀

after about half an hour, kaeya rings up my door bell and allows me in his car to go to ajax's venue and we arrive there together

"heyyyy y/nnie!!!" ajax exclaimed in an excited tone and allowed me to follow him to take a look around his new house.

after a while of me praising his house interior and room decor, i heard Jean calling us around to play a game of truth and dare.

And honestly, i enjoyed that game a lot but.....i knew that ajax was here as well and i would probably get teased by his name constantly. but honestly, i let that slide because i needed to relax myself by this party and not ruin anyone's mood....

but who knew this party could get wayyyy tooooo relaxing?

"21! oh me? awh okay i choose dare" i said....knowing that this dare would not be easy at all, but....i liked to take risks soooo why not ?

"okay y/n, if u could choose one boy from this room to fuck with, who would you choose?" kaeya asks

but as soon as he asked this, alhaitham was quick to correct him "hey kaeya, she chose dare, not truth"

and that's when i knew that i messed up by choosing dare.

and then, amber moves forward and says

"okay, y/n i dare you to have

seven minutes of heaven with ajax

WHAT.

"its a dareee, you have to do it" "comeonnn y/n u gotta do this" "ajax is prob hard rn by thinking of it haha" "it's a dare, u have to follow the rules" "u can't back off now y/n"

everyone starts chanting the same words with the repeated meaning

i think to myself, can they all shut up?

i refused to have those "seven minutes" with ajax, but honestly....rules are rules right? i had to follow them considering the fact that others accepted their dares too.....

ajax holds my hand and we both go into his room together and we could feel the tension building up between us....

"y/n uh i don't know what to say- honestly if you are uncomfortable with the dare, then we can just refuse........orrr if you would like to atleast try being with me? please y/n? ive had a crush on you for so long and i just wish we could get together one day.

if my love is true, then we will"

i could feel ajax sliding his hands around my waist and holding my neck with his other hand.

he pins me up against the wall and starts leaning in closer towards me. i could feel the adrenaline rushing as i wanted to feel his lips on mine so badly....i never thought i could feel this way for ajax but maybe.....maybe his love was true and i could feel it between us, just like he said.

and then. our lips intertwined

his soft lips with his rough kisses really turned me on, too much. and maybe. maybe. in this moment, all i wanted was ajax. and it did feel like "heaven" right now.

the kissing gets more intense as our tongues play with eachother by intertwining and sucking eachother's lips.....

and as our time was running out, his kisses were getting deeper and deeper, and so, my moans were getting louder.

ajax goes lower, towards my neck and starts giving his love bites

"agh- ngh ajax- ah" i moan.

"i can't stop now, y/n...not because i have to complete the dare, but because i can't let go of you and im not in the state to ever let go of you. i love you and these loves bites are a sign of me being yours"

and that's when i realised that ajax is kind of just like my type......dominative and rough actions....but with soft words. i love such men.

and i couldn't deny that i was catching feelings for ajax right now at this moment....

he starts to move his lips towards my chest, and then, he slips my dress's strap and my boobs which were covered with my black lace bra were clearly visible to him.

i could see ajax's erection down there...

he places my one hand on my boobs and starts to kiss and suck it. he then starts to suck my nipples which made me moan because he was getting even more rough and more intense.

ajax couldn't control it anymore and so, he starts to take off his belt and unbutton his pants.....

his dick...i loved his light brown creamy base with lightish pink tip so much. i wanted leave my kiss marks imprint on it.

"get down on your knees y/n" he said in a deep breathy but in a needy voice.

and so. i did.

i lick his tip and kiss it at first which makes him moan loudly in pleasure.

"agh- y/n....i missed you so much."

"aghhh uhmmm mmm y/n, uhh mmh continue it"

i move his dick back and forth before taking it in my mouth and then, after that, i start to suck it.

i take it in my mouth and he lets out soft deep moans...

his moans are so good it's turning me on so badly.

i lick, suck and kiss his dick continuously until our "seven minutes" were over.

he moans loudy "aghh y/n stop omg this agh- uh- mgh- ngh"

his hot cummage was in my mouth and he forced me to swallow it whole

before putting his pants back up, he slid his hands inside my skirt and he kept moving it further upward until he could feel my pussy. he starts to rub on my clit while i moan and enjoy the feeling of it, a little too much.

he continues rubbing it and satisfying me until i reach my limit....i moan and beg for him to stop

"ngh mmh ajax ah-"

these past seven minutes really felt like heaven for both of us

and then. we share one more kiss after it.

"i love you so much y/n. can i be yours now?"

"i love you more ajax, im all yours now"

[resident-gay-bitch]

Sirius went stumbling forward, hands flying out and grabbing onto whatever he could reach, which happened to be the slippery polyester of the windbreaker on James’ shoulder. His fingers slipped over the fabric and Sirius went tumbling down onto the sidewalk, his feet hanging over the gutter he just tripped over, his laces soaking in the murky puddle there. James looked down at him with a gasp, shocked to see Sirius fall, unable to catch him. He fixed the frame of his glasses and made eye contact with his best friend, and they both burst out laughing. 

James stumbled back, far too overcome with laughter, already unstable on his feet from all the alcohol they’d been drinking, and crashed into a post-box. Sirius rolled onto his back, splayed out like a starfish on the pavement and wiped the tears forming in his eyes from laughing too hard. 

They were far gone. 

“You fucking git.” He managed to get out before clutching at his stomach with a new wave of laughter. James’ hair was even messier than usual, his glasses askew, and his jacket now practically half off as he gripped onto the post box behind him for stability. He looked like a mess, and it was hilarious to Sirius. 

“You tripped over first!” James howled, standing upright now, “I told you the gutter was there.” 

“I thought it was further away.” Sirius smiled, reaching his hand up for James to take. “It’s not my fault everything’s blurry.” 

“It certainly is your fault.” James smiled, pulling Sirius to his feet, not without another stumble from the both of them, where they were gripping onto each other for dear life, “No one told you to skull that long island iced tea.” 

“Actually, James dear… you did.” Sirius smiled, petting his friend on the chest as he slung another arm around his middle. 

James smiled, thinking about it for a moment as he wrapped his arm over Sirius’ shoulders. They needed to rely on each other to stay upright, now. “Oh, yeah…” He started laughing again, “You’re right, I did.” 

Sirius chuckled as they stumbled along the street. The air was cold out, crisp; it had rained whilst they were in the pub. Tonight had been an ABBA themed night, down at their local, and the pair had desperately wanted to go. Remus and Regulus had given them a stern no for an answer the minute they were invited, so it was just these two tonight. The original troublesome two… the ultimate duo. 

They had a blast, dancing with a big group of girls dressed in glitter and flares. It was one of their eighteenths, her first night legally drinking, and James and Sirius had bought her a couple of shots. They all screamed and danced together when Gimme Gimme Gimme! came on, but James and Sirius screamed the loudest. The regular, older, more conservative patrons of the pub were not exactly pleased, but that just egged the pair on. 

“Knowing me, knowing you…” Sirius slurred, swinging his arm out for dramatics. 

James leaned further into his space, his breath like vodka and sugar, “Ah haaaaaa!” 

“There's nothing we can do!”

“Knowing me, knowing you.” James bopped along, wiggling his body and hip bumping Sirius to take the next line. 

“We just have to face it, this timeeeee we're through.” Sirius sang, rather terribly, actually. Sirius has a nice voice, James thinks, when he sings in the shower, and in the car. It’s nice to listen too, a good baritone, and he can hold a note. But now he was singing high pitched and without any intention of sounding good, and one could certainly tell. It almost made James’ ear ring, but he was too drunk to care. 

James laughed, setting his voice significantly deeper to sing backup to Sirius, “This time were through. We're through.” 

“And breaking up is never easy, I know…” Sirius broke out, tearing himself away from James and grabbing his hand, making James twirl under his arm, taking his voice up a notch, “But I haaaaave tooooo go!” 

James pointed over to Sirius, setting his voice deep again, egging him on, “I have to go.” 

“Knowing me knowing you,” Sirius sang, and then closed his eyes, pressed a finger to his ear and on the other hand he held up a finger as he practically screeched, “It’s the best I can doooo-” 

“Shut the fuck up!” Someone yelled, half hanging out of their window of the building beside them, “It’s three in the morning you fucking slag.” 

Sirius burst out laughing, his hands clasped over his mouth as he fell into James’ shoulder. James tried his best not to laugh, but he was struggling. He looked up to the person and gave them a little wave, “Sorry!” He shouted, before ending up in hysterics too, muffled by the wild frizz that had taken to Sirius’ hair. 

They continued to stumble down the street, laughing into each other and trying their best to stay right way up, but it wasn’t easy. They finally reached their apartment block and took a good three and a half minutes trying to find the right key for the front door. 

“I’m a bit hungry, how about you, mate?” James asked, pushing the door open for Sirius. 

“Bugger.” Sirius tutted, trying to quietly make his way towards the stairs. There are lots of old people living in this building. There are lots of angry old people that Sirius enjoys pissing off, but mostly there are really lovely old ladies that bake the boys cookies from time to time, and old men that let Sirius and Remus flick through their record collections and borrow a few vinyls. So Sirius would rather not get on their bad sides. “We forgot to stop for yiros.”

“Bloody hell.” James muttered, clambering up the stairs behind him. They were both clinging onto the railing, occasionally climbing the stairs on all fours when the drink made their head spin. “I knew we did something different this time.” 

“Do you reckon old Dimitri will have missed us.” 

James snickered, whacking Sirius on his back, “I’ll bet he had an easy night without you there, do you know how long it takes for you to order? You get the same bloody thing every time.”

“Well I want to be sure, James.” Sirius said with a roll of his eyes, “Besides… he loves my company. I’m sure of it.” 

“Ah huh.” James nodded, surpassing Sirius on the stairs. They’d initiated some silent race to see who could get to the top first, as they often did when drunk. 

“Oi! Get back here, wanker.” Sirius whispered harshly, yanking James back by the belt loops. 

Sirius managed to get past him, but only because James tripped back and down the stairs, onto the fifth floor platform. Sirius turned when he heard the clunk, and had to bite down on his hand to stop his laughter from waking Little Lucy, whose bedroom was right on the other side of the wall beside him. 

“You bloody idiot.” Sirius cackled, his back sliding down the wall as he clutched at his stomach. 

James sat up, rolling his shoulders and fixing his glasses, “You pulled me, you wanker.” 

“You’re a wanker.” Sirius buried his face in his knees. 

“Shut up, you’ll wake the whole building.” James said, clambering back up the stairs on his hands and knees, “Come on, we’ll never make it home at this point.” 

Sirius let himself be yanked to his feet by James, and once again, they clung onto each other for the rest of the hike. Once on the seventh floor, James fumbled with the keys for another two minutes before Sirius snatched them away, insisting he could do it. He just tried shoving every key in the lock until one worked. 

“You’re an idiot.” James mused, shaking his head. 

“Actually, I’m a very smart and handsome young man, according to your mother.” Sirius said, pushing the door closed behind them with a bit of a bang. 

James rolled his eyes, “Yeah, she said that when you were twelve.”

“Actually, she said that last night.” He grinned, grabbing James by the face and pumping his eyebrows at him, “When she was in my bed-”

“Ew!” James pushed Sirius away, pulling him into a headlock, “You repulse me, you git. Shut up.” 

Sirius burst out laughing, and they roughoused a little before Sirius got free, and his hair stuck up much like James’. They were both wiping tears from their eyes, again, by the end of it. 

“You know what would be fucking amazing right now?” James asked, walking into the kitchen with Sirius trailing behind him. 

“Hmm,” Sirius thought with a little shrug, grabbing two glasses from the pantry, “Remus.” 

James huffed, glaring over at Sirius deadpan, a bottle of fireball in his hand, “No. And unless you want me making similar comments about your brother, I suggest you shut your smart mouth up.” 

“Ew!” Sirius fake gagged, “Disgusting, Prongs.” 

James just grinned, a proud one. Sirius shoved the glasses on the counter in front of him, and James poured them each a very generous shot. “You know, Marlene told me that this tastes brilliant with apple juice?”

“Apple juice?” James asked. 

“Yeah.” Sirius shrugged, “Wanna try?” 

“Go on.” James nodded, “S’not like we’ve got anything to lose.” 

Sirius pulled a funny face and laughed at James’ commentary, opening the fridge to get the juice out. “Oh, we’ve only got apple and blackcurrant…” He looked up at James, holding the bottle awkwardly in his hands. 

“Oo, extra flavour.” James said, with an excited waggle of his brow, and Sirius laughed. 

He moved over and very messily poured the juice into their glasses, “Wait… what were you going to say before?”

“What?” James asked, licking up the side of his glass where Sirius had spilled. 

“Before…” Sirius shrugged, doing the same as James because he was really quite drunk and prone to mess, “When you said something about… you wanted something.” 

“Oh.” James nodded, taking a sip and pulling a strange face, “Pasta.” 

Sirius took a sip too, and made a face much similar to James, “Huh… this tastes…”

“Funny.” 

Sirius nodded, “Yeah…” He shrugged and went for another sip, “Not half bad though.” 

“I’m sure it would be better with just regular apple juice.” 

“Probably.” He sipped some more, leaning his hip on the edge of the counter before slipping forward and stumbling into James again, “And what kind of pasta would you want right now?” 

James laughed and helped steady him before speaking, both of their drinks sloshing over the edge of their glasses, “Hmm, cheesy… spicy… creamy.” 

“Oooh.” Sirius grinned, all big with teeth as he set his glass down. He wandered over to the pantry to have a look, “We’ve got a million canned tomatoes… and a massive packet of penne.” 

“Do we have cream?” James asked, and Sirius moved to the fridge to have a look. 

“Yup.” He nodded, smiling over at James. He looked cheeky like that, as if he was up to no good again. And he probably was. 

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” James asked with a mischievous lilt. 

Sirius flung his hand in the air, slamming the fridge shut, “Dibs not cutting the onion!” 

*** 

BANG! 

Remus sat up in a flash, heart beating in his throat. 

CLASH! 

He was quick to his feet, not even taking the time to pull on his slippers like he usually would. He scrambled across his room with one sock on, the other lost to his bed somewhere, in his boxers and a Metallica shirt that was actually Sirius’. 

There was an umbrella sitting by his bedroom door, and he grabbed that before heading out into the dimly lit hallway. 

He came face to face with Regulus there, standing in his own doorway, a pocket knife clutched between his teeth as he was pulling a creased shirt down his front. He had sleep rumpled hair and bags under his eyes, his feet bare and James’ gym shorts on. 

Regulus pressed a finger to his lips, and Remus nodded, both staying dead silent as they turned towards the threat. They could hear voices echoing through the apartment, it sounded like they were arguing, hurrying each other on. Intruders, they were both thinking. Had to be. 

They crept down the hall, getting closer and closer to the light coming from the kitchen. The pair stayed close as they approached, silently communicating with one another. Remus would take the one to the left, and Reguls would take the one to the right. 

They took a deep breath together, and stepped into the kitchen, weapons raised, ready to attack when-

Oh. 

They both lowered their weapons immediately, staring at their boyfriends and the utter mess they’d made of the kitchen. 

There were half drunk bottles of alcohol on the island, cups half full and liquid spilt all around them. There was dry pasta scattered over the stove and floor, and tomato sauce fucking everywhere. There was a bag of grated cheese covering half the bench top, a half cut onion there as well. Not to mention the amount of used dishes lying around. Really, how many pots and pans does one need when making pasta? 

And the fighting the pair had heard, well that was coming from James and Sirius, standing over a pot of red sauce, bickering over the stirring spoon. 

Remus looked over to Regulus with an un-amused expression, who had a similar one plastered on his own face. They both sighed and looked back to their boyfriends, who looked up with the sudden sound, startled. 

The both of them, caught like deer in headlights, dropped the spoon and pulled their hands to themselves. The spoon clattered down into the pot, causing some of the sauce to splash up onto them and-

“Ah! James!” Sirius whined, covering his eye, “You bugger! Why’d you drop the spoon?” 

“Why’d you drop the spoon?” James fought back. 

Sirius sniffed and cried out, “Why’d you put so much chilli in there? It burns.” 

“God help me.” Remus muttered to himself, dropping the umbrella and rushing over to Sirius, “Give me your face.” 

“Oh, okay.” Sirius smiled, his cheeks crimson as he pulled his hands away, one eye squinted shut. He leant forward, lips puckered for Remus. 

“No.” Remus tutted, tapping his cheek a few times before dragging him over to the sink, “Your eye, you knobhead.”

“Why are you being mean?” Sirius whined as Remus shoved his face under the now running stream of cold water from the tap. Sirius cried out, slamming his eyes shut as Remus did his best to rinse the spicy sauce out. 

“Because you woke me up.” 

“James!” Sirius gasped and ended up with a mouth full of water. He spluttered it out before continuing, “I told you to be quiet.” 

“I told you to be quiet!” James bickered back. 

“What was that bang?” Regulus asked. 

“Padfoot dropped a pot.” James said, easily dobbing his best friend in, even pointing over to him with a thumb, acting like a five year old who just got caught drawing on the walls. 

“James!” Sirius scolded, kicking his leg out and nicking James on the calf. 

Regulus rubbed his head, “Both of you, shut the fuck up please?” 

“Yes, Regulus.” Sirius muttered, ending up with another mouthful of water at the same time as James said, 

“Yes, Reggie, my love.” 

Sirius kicked him again. 

“Alright.” Remus muttered, lifting Sirius and turning off the tap, “Blink for me?” 

Sirius did as he was told, moving his now soaked hair out of his face. 

“You look like a wet rat.” James said, snickering to himself. 

Sirius gasped and flipped him off, still trying to fix his hair, “Remus, you still think I’m pretty, right?”

Remus deadpanned him, grabbing a tea towel to wipe his boyfriends face clean, “I think you’re a very pretty wet rat.” 

Sirius kicked him too. 

“Why the fuck are you making pasta?” Regulus asked, rounding the counter to turn off the stove. 

“We wanted pasta.” James shrugged. 

“It was all Prongs’ idea.” Sirius said and poked his tongue out at James. 

James poked his tongue back out of Sirius, which got him a swat across the chest. So, naturally, he swatted Sirius back, which led to Sirius then retaliating, and they were roughhousing again, on the messy floor of the kitchen. 

Remus rubbed his eyes, looking at the mess before turning to Regulus, “Tomorrow?” 

Regulus nodded, “Tomorrow.” He agreed, and they both turned to head back to their rooms. 

“Where are you going?” Sirius poked his head up, his hands shoving James’ face into the ground. 

“Don’ you wan’ some pastha?” James asked, his cheek awkwardly smushed into the tile, slurring his words. 

Regulus and Remus shared another look. They were both tired as shit, being woken up at who knows what hour of the night to deal with this atrocity, but unfortunately they were burdened with stupid love for their stupid boyfriends. 

“Fine.” Regulus sighed. 

“Just a little bit.” Remus agreed, “But then bed.” 

“You’re cleaning this up tomorrow too.” Reggie said, arms folded as he jutted his hip out, “We expect to wake up to the kitchen being spotless.” 

“Yessir.” Sirius saluted him, clambering off of James now.

“Anything you want, Reggie bab-” James started, but Sirius tackled him to the ground again. 

**

HAPPY FRIDAY!

thankyou for reading! don't forget to reblog, and comments are always appreciated <3

hope you enjoyed this dumb little ficlet i got from this random post on instagram i sent to @gaybubblehead because i was spamming them with an overload of content today because i am sick, and they said it was one shot material- so this is for you my dude! <3

ANYWAY!

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Here some of my notes while reading tsc, enjoy!!

"This time he brought Nathaniel and his pet goalkeeper with him."

ANDREIL CAMEOOO

"Half of the drawer was full of mini candy bars. He threw them all into the trash before grabbing a fork and slamming the drawer shut."

Hey do you want end up dead by a 5'2 man those are his treasures

"Jean noticed how Andrew and Neil moved like they were caught in each other’s gravity"

Well they are boy

It didn’t matter that Jeremy Knox was annoyingly easy to look at;

JEAN BISEXUALLLL

“I’m not dealing with this again. Buy some fucking clothes. –W”

Awww this man needs you to have some fashion sense

“Laila, good luck in the kitchen. Cat destroyed it.” Laila looked to the ceiling for patience. “Babe, I left you alone for twenty minutes.”

YESSSS THEY ARE CANON TOOOOO

"Ice cream was her go-to high stress food, so Jeremy attempted his best apologetic smile as he slid onto the seat across from Jean."

Mine too girl

"Jean learned how to sort and wash laundry from Laila and got to know the local grocery store forwards and backwards from going with Cat."

He is like the child of a lesbian couple I love it

"Jeremy, for reasons he could not sufficiently explain, had assigned each line-up a different animal as an alert noise."

AS I already said he is so silly

"It was a regular cacophony whenever Jeremy was over, and as annoying as it was it made Jean think of Renee, who he’d yet to reach out to since arriving in California."

Fighting the demons (bisexuality)

When he met Jean’s eyes, Jean only said, “Focus on what’s important.” “I am,” Jeremy said. Jean opened his mouth, closed it again, and let go of Jeremy without a word. Jeremy snagged his arm when he started to turn away. “Who did this to you?”

NORA WHY ARE YOU DOING THESE TO ME THE WHO DID THIS TO YOU? Powerful move

Neil,” was the quick response, and then, “I am in Los Angeles. We have to talk.”

My baby made a comeback

Friends, he thought again, and this time it almost felt real.

*Cries*

[errruvande]

I fucking hate comment section under any "when I don't feel like cooking/ easy recipe" videos on YouTube cause fucking uuuughhhhhhh

We get that you hate cooking, eat your doshirak and leave us in peace I love instant noodles for me too from time to time

How people don't understand that there are A LOT of people who like to cook and eat homemade food. They look at the recipe that takes 15 minutes and start crying in the comments "It's tooooo loooooong you're still cooking...." I'm like damn.... She literally boiled a f pasta, cut some veggies and put them in the oven. What exactly is hard in that recipe???

[crumb]

the NO-SKIP albums: a tag game 🎶💖

rules: share the albums that you can listen to nonstop. those lightning in a bottle-albums that scratch ur brain just right. every single track, an absolute banger. u could not skip one if u tried. no notes. stunning, show-stopping, immaculate. ur no-skip albums.

🔎 bonus & optional (but imo, v fun) rules: 1) add a track rec for us to listen to! AND 2) share ur favorite line(s) from that track! 👀

This was so hard!! There are so so so many albums not included but I think 15 albums is enough to where I look crazy but not tooooo crazy (doubtful) and I wanted to make it somewhat varied genre-wise. A lot of these artists have like multiple no-skip albums as well so picking between them was extra difficult—on some I went with the underrated favourite of mine to mix it up. I don't know! It's kinda all over the place. Thank you so much to @ventiswampwater, @visceravalentines, @avrilsboy, & @actualfucking for tagging me!!! 🥹 I think there were a few others who tagged me but then removed my tag, probably because they saw I was tagged by others lol, so thank you to those ppl too!!<333

Tagging: @xoxo-gossipghoul (& anyone else! I think most people have done this at this point? But if you’re reading this and haven’t been tagged yet then this is me tagging you!!! lol) Album List & Track Rec:

🏴 Damaged — Black Flag (1981)

track rec: Police Story

↳ This fucking city / Is run by pigs / They take the rights away / From all the kids

🪑 Songs from The Big Chair — Tears for Fears (1985)

track rec: Mothers Talk

↳ It's not that you're not good enough / It's just that we can make you better / Given that you pay the price / We can keep you young and tender / Following the footsteps of a funeral pyre / You were paid not to listen now your house is on fire

💀 Collection I & II — Misfits (1986/1995)

track rec: Mommy, Can I Go Out and Kill Tonight?

↳ Rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life / Razor-blades love teenage flesh, an epidermoty / I'll bring back a souvenir, for it's my mommy's dream

🍊 No Doubt — No Doubt (1992)

track rec: Trapped in a Box

↳ Ah trapped in a box my life becomes void / And all of the thought for myself's now destroyed / Controlling my mind, what to eat, what to buy / Subliminal rules: how to live, how to die / Trapped in a box

🌙 Dreaming of You — Selena (1995)

track rec: God’s Child (Baila Conmigo) (Ft. David Byrne)

↳ God makes us dream / But won't set us free / Hey, hey, hey, hey / God calls us dance to songs we can't hear / Hey, hey, hey, hey

🌊 Tidal — Fiona Apple (1996)

track rec: Sullen Girl

↳ And there's too much going on / But it's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion / Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

🦷 The Distillers — The Distillers (2000)

track rec: Red Carpet & Rebellion

↳ The palace dialed in the streets were burning / The red horizon came crashing through the morning / There was no contentment, only bloodshed / Red blood and social discontent / Bruised by puritan, oh, puritan exempt / It's like a peasant uprising

🦋 Greatest Hits — Mariah Carey (2001)

track rec: When You Believe (Mariah Carey & Whitney Houston)

↳ They don't always happen when you ask / And it's easy to give in to your fears / But when you're blinded by your pain / Can't see your way clear through the rain / A small but still, resilient voice / Says hope is very near

😈 Antics — Interpol (2004)

track rec: Not Even Jail

↳ I pretend like no one else to try control myself / I'm subtle like a lion's cage / Such a cautious display / Remember take hold of your time here / Give some meanings to the means / To your end / Not even jail

🌆 The City Sleeps in Flames — Scary Kids Scaring Kids (2005)

track rec: The World as We Know It

↳ A virus known as rage / Is brutal in destroying / And spreading all over the place / Bleeding culture / The dying nation / When the money controls the tide / We won't get another chance this time / We won't get a second chance this time

🎺 Back to Black — Amy Winehouse (2006)

track rec: Some Unholy War

↳ If my man was fightin' some unholy war / I would be behind him / Straight shook up beside him with strength / He didn't know, it's you I'm fightin' for / He can't lose with me in tow (With me in tow) / I refuse to let him go (To let him go) / At his side and drunk on pride / We wait for the blow

🎸 Favourite Worst Nightmare — Arctic Monkeys (2007)

track rec: Teddy Picker

↳ And it's the thousandth time that it's even bolder / Don't be surprised when you get bent over / They told you, but you were gaggin' for it

3️⃣ Three Vol. 1 — Joel Plaskett (2009)

track rec: Gone, Gone, Gone

↳ In the middle of a lonely night / Got caught in the hallway light / For a minute you were gettin' close / I suspect I've seen a ghost / In the middle of a highway dream / You got caught in the headlight beam / Down the road with your tired eyes / Good old boys with your old goodbyes

🫙 Ignore the Ignorant — The Cribs (2009)

track rec: Emasculate Me

↳ Spent all this time chasing happy / But happy is boring to me / So put walls around our misery / And gently emasculate me

🧱 Brutalism — IDLES (2018)

track rec: Exeter

↳ It seems like no-one cares / I think I'll take the stairs / 'Cause nothing ever / He punched himself in the face / To prove he wasn't gay / 'Cause nothing ever happens

[laurasauras]

3,20,38

3. Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?

whenever i find myself thinking like this, it usually prompts me to go, okay, so how do i make it work.

the easy example is hanahaki--it's always been a trope that's annoyed me because it feels like weaponised victimhood and i couldn't get past how shitty the target of hanahaki would feel. so one day i come across it and i get to thinking, okay smartass, you do it better then! and from that i wrote two fics and an rp about characters who got hanahaki for people they both really didn't want to have it for and who couldn't have the surgery. i wanted to see what it'd be like if i gave it the highest stakes i could think of, and i think Excise My Broken Heart (unrequited daverose) is one of the best things i've written

in terms of ones i haven't done and really can't see myself doing though, pregnancy freaks me the fuck out so i don't think i could write anything more detailed than a tacky gender reveal party without getting squicked. and despite using 2nd person constantly due to the homestuck of it all, i find y/n fics to be tooooo ... idk directed? i don't have a problem with people reading my fics and getting off or with getting off while imagining themselves as the characters, but i'm not writing to get people off. not my cuppa tea! even in my porniest you better believe there's a character observation i'm proud of making!

20. Describe your perfect writing conditions.

okay so when i want to write i make myself a cup of tea/milo or boozy beverage of my choice, get in comfy clothes and sit where i always sit (my armchair, probably cross-legged) with all the things that give off notifications exited out of so i can't see the (1) of it all. i'm not hungry, i've taken my meds and i've had a shower recently enough that i'm not distracted by hygiene

when i need to write, same thing except i'm listening to Alive 2007, daft punk's live album where they mash up a bunch of their songs. it is magic for making me focus

38. Talk about a review that made your day.

one that i still think about is from Yet Another Crisis, where roxy is making her bad mental health everyone else's problem as well, which was a vent fic about my brother acting out before anyone knew he was trans. a commenter said that it really resonated with them, i shared the inspiration and they were like welp, that's why it resonated! they said, "I suspect I'm going to end up sharing this fic with my therapist, and maybe even my mother someday when she's ready to listen" and i will never stop thinking about how something i wrote was meaningful enough that someone feels that by sharing it, they can be known better. nothing tops that!

i actually keep a doc (that i always forget to update) with comments that have particularly made me smile. i'm fortunate enough to get a lot and i treasure them all, but some of them deserve to be squirreled away for days when i need to be reminded that my art has impact on people and by doing something i love, i have brought happiness (and a whole bunch of other emotions) to wonderful people 💛

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Hello. Shinichiro ask remind how both Mikey and Shin eyes are hauntingly dark abyss deep but Shin always scared me. I like him as a character. But his design while very attractive is haunting because the reason you give in previous ask. This dude is see himself as other see him but you know what more make me afraid of him. The simple dialogue 'I should have ask' when he said infront of Takemichi. I mean magically everything works in the end, but this nonchalant attitude scare me plus with sanzu thing man. Shinichiro is mentally fucked up only now you mentioned his fucking gang name he adores is a ultra nationalism one. I read the history of that organization online and the stuff they did and now I don't think I will ever see Shinichiro Sano ever again.

Also deep dark abyss eyes with no light in them 👀. I want Wakui to put a spin off for black dragons for now same reason as you. Who is really is Shinichiro Sano. Definitely not the person majority of fandom have make in their mind.

Shinichiro... Shinichiro getting out of Original Timeline was so nonchalant about killing that man, as you say. And he's nonchalant about the whole Sanzu incident. And, albeit that one could be more nuanced, he's nonchalant during his talk with Izana under the rain - not in the way he doesn't care but in the way he clearly doesn't understand which emotion response Izana had at that moment and what reaction from Shinichiro he needed. He brushed those moments aside so quickly (for Izana I doubt he did but as always he probably didn't catch just how important the situation was).

Dark eyes with dark hair on pale skin - that's a striking color contrast only a few TR characters have and on the top of my head I can only list Shinichiro as an important character which is best-known with black hair. (bc Manila/Final Timeline Mikey and not-bald-adult Draken have dark hair and dark eyes but we're still more used imagining them with light-colored hair). It just makes it all the more easy to focus on the dark aspect of his design - he's the only character with this consistent combo (no I am not counting Koko or Makoto or whichever other exception is out there, leave me alone (*Kakucho doesn't count because of his injured eye which gives his design more 'light')(also I just realized why I love dark-haired adult Mucho design so much, damn)).

IRL Black Dragon Society is a big red flag. I need to know how Shinichiro found out about it. I neeeeeeeed tooooo.

I think, one of the reasons why I want that spin-off so badly too is because the only Shinichiro we got to know without other characters' biased perceptions twisting Shinichiro's character is Original Timeline!Shinichiro. And I need to have a more defined answer as to how much those 4 years changed him and how much was already him.

Takeomi 🤝 Shinichiro - so attached to the mask they created for themselves and that also got created with the help of others that nobody, them included, know who they truly are (but believe me, it's not what the other characters or readers believe) (those two make me sick /pos)