#but I yapp about them all the time

[bernardsbendystraws]

Fresh Air

Matt Sturniolo x Reader

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Summary: One night at a party seems to change everything. A strange man with a friendly smile and a sleeve of patchwork tattoos seems to make you feel at home for a change. You're finally happy to have made a good friend to lean on - especially when it comes to your not-so-great relationship with your boyfriend. But what happens if you lean too much...what happens if you fall?

Warnings: 18+. This series contains mature themes, read at your own risk. (SMUT, angst, parental troubles, financial hardships, and more. Don't like, don't read.) This warning is made for all parts.

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With love and big tits, Rose.

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05: Building Up Like Waves

I was still in Matt’s hoodie. And under his blankets. 

We had gone on a walk and Matt had let me yapp the entire time. He even wanted me to talk the whole car ride too. Wrong turns had made the quick ten minute drive from the park somehow turn into over an hour. 

I knew what he was doing. 

Those weren’t wrong turns. I doubt he didn’t have any fun stories to catch me up on from the past week, but he didn’t interrupt me once. I couldn’t complain. I felt even better somehow. It wasn’t all being trapped in my head anymore and it didn’t feel so lonely to think about that night.

I didn’t feel lonely at all. 

“Hey, where’s my toothbrush?” I ask, shuffling around in the top left drawer of his bathroom vanity. It’s usually here–in the little tray next to his, but it’s empty. I don’t even see his toothbrush. 

“Well,” Matt starts. By the tone in his voice my lips already start to curl upward. What is he up to? Anticipation pokes at my skin as I watch him pull something from behind his back while standing in the doorway. “-I got these…” 

A break of giggles from my end makes my gut hurt. I feel my hand clutch onto my stomach through the soft, thick fabric of his hoodie. 

“Matt–” I snort harder, grabbing the toothbrush packages from his hand. “Why the–”

“For fun!” he exclaims, his hands waving in the air dramatically. His lips smack and part with mischief and pride as he watches me hunch over with laughter again. “--do you,” he snickers, “--do you not like ‘em?” he asks. 

Straightening my posture, I place the two small packages on the bathroom counter, my hands flying up and messing up his hair. “Of course I love them you idiot!” I announce, laughing softly as Matt’s hands wrap around my wrists and pull my hands to his chest gently. 

“I…” My eyes meet his as he looks up at me with a sparkling joy. His hands hold mine a little tighter as he keeps his gaze pinned on me, his lips pressing gently onto my knuckles as I swallow thickly. “I–”

“You…” Matt interrupts, squinting his eyes with a flourishing excitement as I stammer over my words. 

Shaking my head, I let out a sigh of disbelief as I push against his chest, “I can’t believe you got us character themed toothbrushes. The ones they get for kids!” 

His chest rumbles with hushed laughter as he twiddles his fingers around my hands. “I know, isn’t it fun though? You said you never got one as a kid,” he says. 

I never got one as a kid, I barely even remembered telling him that. 

But, he remembered. 

He always remembered because he always cared. I didn’t even have to ask for him to care. 

What if I hadn’t said yes to Hayden that day? What if Matt and I had…

No.

Bad thoughts. 

That’s cheating. 

Is this cheating?

“I, um…” I try to retrace my steps as overflowing thoughts flood my brain. It was just a thought. “--I can’t believe you remembered,” I remark, my tone reeking of the tooth-rotting smile covering my face. 

I can’t believe he cared enough to remember and do something so minor just to give me that piece of…innocence. 

Looking back up, my chest tightens as I feel his gaze pour onto me with intensity. It’s a toothbrush—a fucking toothbrush. 

I can feel tears pricking the corner of my eyes with warmth from overwhelming emotions. Happiness with something lingering sadness. I got it now—he thought I deserved to have such a stupid thing—a toothbrush. Why didn’t my parents?  

Why didn’t I?

Buying toothpaste always made me a little sad–buying anything always made me a little sad. I saw all the colorful, nostalgic things. The things I never got. It’s not like my family had been broke either. They were just cheap. The other toothbrushes did the same thing. It wasn’t necessary. 

But they bought other things. My parents bought fancy cruises, all the luxuries some people dreamed about. 

All the luxuries that didn’t really last. 

Those trips were only a glimpse of what things could be. Dad would be happy to finally be away from work—one of the few occasions we truly laughed together—not talked, laughed. I couldn’t remember one meaningful conversation with him. 

And mom…she was somehow worse. 

She stood and watched him step on my innocence, crushing my hopes everytime he ignored me or yelled. 

I just wanted her to be there for me—I didn’t realize anything was wrong until a lot later than I should’ve.

Just like now. 

This wasn’t right. Hayden had no right to put that kind of pressure on me for sex. 

“Hey…are you…are you okay?” 

Reality.

I’m here—with Matt. A stupid, Pokemon toothbrush staring at me practically. 

“I just—I’m about to cry over a fucking toothbrush,” I exclaim, laughing as a tear falls from my cheek. 

“Don’t!” I start, lifting up my hand as I aggressively use the sleeve of the hoodie to brush away the warm tears. “--don’t. This is embarrassing. This isn’t happening,” I joke. 

Matt’s head shakes back and forth with humorous disbelief. He cups my cheeks in both his hands, softly wiping the tear stains as I stare up at the ceiling. 

“Hey—it’s okay. I…I’m sorry, but it’s funny—it’s cute,” he laughs.

Cute.

He thinks it’s cute?

A blush covers my cheeks before I can stop it. My widened eyes watch as he hunches over with giggles spilling from his lips profusely. Shame paints over my face as I push his hands away and cover my face with my hands. 

“Ugh!” 

My loud ruff seems to catch his attention. The burn of embarrassment bubbling in the pit of my gut leaves my muscles tensing as I feel his grab my wrist lightly and hold them as if he’s praying. 

“No, no—” his eyes pour into mine with apologetic sympathy as he tries to keep a straight face, “--just, let’s brush our teeth and go to bed.” 

Nodding in agreement, I watch with a warm heart as he unpackages the toothbrushes. He puts a line of toothpaste on the bristles. With a soft smile, he outreaches it to me. 

And I didn’t even have to ask. 

Matt smiles at me in the mirror as I swirl the brush along my teeth. It feels refreshing.

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The cool night air contrasted with the heat swarming beneath the comforter. 

Fuck, it’s hot. 

“Mmph, I…” 

Oh.

Matt’s hands are clutching into my hips, a hard bulge grinding into my core as my mouth drops wide. 

God, it feels like fucking heaven. 

The fog of sleep clouding my mind leaves me with nothing but instinct, my own hips swiveling to combat his motions. My head cranes back against his chest, his warm breath tickling behind my ear. 

He’s so hard. 

Hayden.

Fuck. This is wrong.

This is definitely wrong. 

“I…Matt,” I croak, whispering into the air as my hands latch over his wrists. 

Silence. Quiet air is only broken by muffled whines vibrating against my neck where his lips hover.

He’s still asleep. 

“Doll….-’m…close…” 

Doll. 

The name he likes to call me. 

Only me. 

He’s dreaming about me.

Matt’s hips drive faster, rocking and tensing as hard as possible. The blistering warmth crawling in my chest is overwhelming, but intoxicating. 

He’s close. So close. The desperate moans, his hands clutching even tighter and pulling me closer—he’s so close.

“Matt, wake—”

My words hitch as his nails dig into my skin, his hips tensing more and more. 

Wake him up.

The three-worded chant is clouded by every sensation—his hair tickling my ear, his lips puffing against my neck, and…his hard, clothed cock rutting against the growing heat between my legs. 

Nothing like this has ever felt like this. 

I can’t think….I can’t stop.

A broken whine echoes from my lips as I feel a warm liquid smother through the thin pajama pants, a lengthened groan stringing from him against my neck. It feels so good. 

It feels so good making him feel so good. 

Doll. The name he only calls me. He’s thinking of me, holding me. He wants me subconsciously.

Does he want me consciously too?

Hayden. Fuck.

Guilt creeps in as I feel Matt fall limp and unmoving. Even breaths from his chest press against me. The huffed breaths turn into soft snores, the same snore that made it easier to feel at peace. 

This is wrong. This is so utterly wrong. 

Despite the growing pit in my gut, my eyes lose more and more while trying to fight gravity. It’s just so warm—so intoxicating. It doesn’t feel like anything is wrong when I’m in his arms. 

Even the guilt doesn’t compare to the amount of peace. 

[hauntingmisery]

i know stobotnik dynamic’s been established in the fandom since day 1 and sunshine/moon is a classic for a reason but. just think about it for a second 

there’s almost nothing we know about pre-canon and pre-working together stobotnik. ivo jokes about being an orphan (jokes as coping mechanism let’s gooo) a couple of times and lee mentioned seeing stone as an orphan as well, both of them being very lonely and detached from human connections since childhood thus becoming very dependent on each other 

we also know how much of a competent badass stone is in that second movie prequel comic 

so imagine younger agent stone – no family, excellent military/espionage training, the next smartest person in the room after robotnik, cynical and cold 

and ivo – expressive attention seeking clown that probably got so much government funding by being the loudest robotnik in history, enjoying all the tiptoeing from the generals that feeds his ego on daily basis 

walters moves in mysterious ways, not god-like but more of a way too nosy grandfather-like. we can only imagine why he approved of the idea to get them to work together 

stone’s first day? 

robotnik is excited to show off his superiority in the rudest way possible, maybe even prepares a couple of new insults, confident to scare off yet another stupid little ant (so what if agent’s file is completely classified, nothing robotnik hasn’t seen before, that’s the line of work they’re in after all) 

agent stone is not easily impressed. he’s got blood on his hands, he changed so many identities he doesn’t know who he is anymore. and he feels so numb inside that he’s not even interested in finding out. so he’s not impressed by insults 

he is, however, impressed by something else, don’t worry 

robotnik’s seen as a robot by everyone around him. but robot is something that works for human, does what it’s told, no questions asked. that’s the opposite of ivo robotnik. stone is much closer to that definition 

and robotnik is easy. few cups of coffee, a compliment here and there, pretend to be less smart than you actually are so he gets an ego boost, ask something so he can yapp your ears off, sort his emails, call generals basic and boom – you got yourself perfectly functioning and somewhat satisfied evil genius 

now back to the impressive part: robotnik is impulsive to the point he’s awfully honest. his needs are very loud and oh isn’t it addictive to be needed for the first time in your life. he pokes stone for attention so hard it’s almost cute 

stone starts to smile and laugh, not just polite or passive aggressive way but genuinely happy to see robotnik goofing around 

robotnik picks up stone’s paranoia about security, thinks twice before spilling his biggest ambitions to the government, but invites stone to see his private ruling-the-world vision board

im not saying they changed each other for the better cause. you know. a villain and an enabler. but they definitely made each other happier

we saw how shocked ivo was when he realised someone actually cared about him. imagine what could’ve happened if he knew how much of an impact he had on another person himself. okay i’ll go cry in my corner now 

anyway tldr: they match each other’s freak and we are happy for them

[haobubbles]

Riize when you argue and they have to go on tour

genre: fluff, crack n kinda angst?

tw: no foolproof read!!, cursing

roxy yapps: i publicily apologise for taking so long to post smth😭 with my exam's week and now christmas (having family over ALL THE TIME) i haven't had time but well, here it is!! enjoy and if u can leave some ideas for req!!

── . ★ shotaro

after the attitude of fans at the airport and the fight he had had with you, this boy was quite a mess and was in very low spirit.

known as probably the most energetic boy on this earth, that day he would catch their fans by surprise when, even if his performance was astounding, he sounded more tired than usual and he clearly had his mind somewhere else. when he closed the door of his room in the hotel, after the concert, he made sure to send an apologise to briizes on weverse. without a second thought (after cheking the time of your country ofc) he called you.

"if you just need to, pretend we're fine until i come back home. i can't perform knowing i've fucked up and haven't made things right"

── . ★ eunseok

after having a fight with you, eunseok sent you a message about his departure for the tour, and as he didn't receive any message back, he second guessed that you needed your space, which he decided to give. he was sure you'd reach out when you felt better but the wait was slowly killing him.

on stage, he wouldn't seem as if he just had a fight with his significant other, although he kept on thinking about his electronic device, and if it had buzzed with a message of yours. he definetely acted flirty with the camera, sending flying kisses or winks in hopes you were watching it at home and you knew they were for you.

seeing your messages on his lockscreen made his face lit up instantly, which even if he knew he would be made fun of later, he couldn't care less.

eunseok: did you see me on stage? all those flying kisses and winks were for you

── . ★ sungchan

would definetely be pouty and with big ass moodswings.

on stage, he would be the sungchan everyone knew and loved, however, on backstage he would be (for the couple minutes they have) pouty, with his eyebrows furred and maybe even moody.

his teammates would probably need to take part in it by telling him how much you miss him. then he would call you with all his confidence built up and he would curse them out loud for setting him up.

"well, now that i've called you, let's just fix things okay? i miss you and i dont want to be abroad while having an on-going fight with you"

── . ★ wonbin

number 1 sulky boy. he would be confident about you two fixing your diferences but he hated the thought of getting on stage and being in a fight with his first and most important supporter.

either spam messages or he would go silent because he'd be too scared to say something or do things to worsen the situation. however; he wouldn't wait for you to make the first step.

would deadass indirectly tell you things during his speech "don't forget to tell your loved ones how much you appreciate them, no matter if you're arguing or phisically distant from each other.."

would leave everyone stunned and would low-key be very proud of himself when he would see your message "call me when you have some time x"

── . ★ seunghan

another boy with speeches however, he would take your arguing as a possibility to get you back, so he would put up a romantic act just for you to see (even if he was in front of thousands of people)

woulnd't be too worried because he was confident in deeply knowing you. he knew how you acted when you were mad and how he was supposed to act

"i've started listening to (your fav song) recently but i think it lacks some reasoning, could someone explain it to me?" "can i marry you? oh no, no, my heart can receive all the love from everyone but it can only give it to one person back"

── . ★ sohee

he would be lost. not only about what to do, but not talking to you and being currently not in good terms, it wrecked his routine and his "normality" so he wouldn't be sure on what to do.

i feel like he would need to talk it out with another member to ask for advice on how to make things right. he would be too shy to act bold by hismelf, so that's why he recurred to talk with euseok during the flight. even if the older member told him to just call you and have a proper conversation (which he of course would do) he dedided to add his own touch.

during the concert, he would say some words or constructions you usually used and poses and gestures you usually made. he just wanted to show you that even if he hadn't reached out, he kept you wiht him everywhere, everytime, no matter what.

"please call me or text me when you can. i miss you so fucking bad and i refuse to go on like this"

── . ★ anton

wheni tell you this boy would risk losing his flight because he didn't want to leave while you hadn't fixed things.

if he did really had to leave (or they just obligated him), he would be all the time sending you reassuring messages about how much he loves you, or maybe some memes to make you laugh.

on stage, he would be bubblier and happier than usual, but he would go viral for singing a snippet of 'the reason' of hoobastank. when the fans would ask him later on about why did he choose to sing it, he would dismiss the topic by saying that he just felt like it.

"i hope you liked it..i bet you'll even like it more when you know the boys have been making fun of me for 15 mins now"

[i-am-a-bad-influence-writes]

The little things

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Masterlist

My headcanons about the Lads boys. I will keep updating this if I find things to add. Suggestions are welcome! Last update: 04-02-2025

Ever so slightly nsfw, so don't read if ur under 18.

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Zayne

Secretly tracks your period and changes your diet with your cycle to make sure you suffer as little as possible. (But does let you indulge in chocolate on your period even though it might worsen the cramps.)

Does not care for your pranks but appreciates you feeling comfortable enough to prank him.

Enjoys foreplay almost more than the actual act. He likes to watch you climb onto his lap, likes feeling you touch any part of uncovered skin, likes kissing you until you can't breathe anymore.

Has extras of almost all the products you use stashed. This includes shower gel, makeup, perfume, and sometimes snacks but those run out quite quickly.

Reads a lot of romance books in his free time.

Really, really, really likes your hands. Will spend hours studying your fingers, massaging your palm, kissing your knuckles. Never gets bored of it.

Will (and has, but only for a minute to drive the point home) tie you to the bed if you refuse to rest while sick.

Loves blow drying your hair after you shower.

Likes matching his tie or watch or whatever accessory he wears to whatever you are wearing.

Doesn't really do PDA but has his hand on the small of your back whenever you are walking around. Sometimes, when he's feeling bold, he'll hook his pinky onto yours as his way of hand holding.

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Xavier

Pretends to take cover when he sees you almost sneezing.

Likes doing your laundry. To him, it is a very small way to show you he cares. Leaves everything folded and sorted in piles of shirts, dresses, pants, etc, on your bed for you to put away. (Every once in a while a pair of panties will go missing though.)

Will try to absolutely smother himself between your thighs. Has asked you to squeeze his head like a watermelon on more than one occasion.

Favorite sleeping position is on top of you while you're reading on the couch with his head on your chest and your hand scratching his head.

Is actually a pretty ok cook. He just like watching you cook so sometimes he burns things on purpose. Just to convince you to cook for him. (How else would he have survived for so long?)

Needs to always have his hands on you in one way or another. If it's inappropriate to hold your hand, he'll grab the hem of your shirt or something.

Scowls at any men trying to talk to you.

Loves listening to you yapp. It's soothing to him, but he'll never fall asleep during it. He's always an active listener. Unless he asks you to tell him gossip until he falls asleep.

Leaves marks during any makeout session or sex, whispers "Mine" against your skin after every mark.

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Rafayel

Takes note of your morning ritual and "secretly" helps you when you have a bad morning by handing you your toothbrush, having your breakfast ready for you, or getting you a glass of water before you can even think about taking your meds.

Likes to paint your back when you lay naked on the bed. Sometimes it's something truly impressive, other times he does silly doodles.

Sometimes accidentally gets annoyed for real when he pretends to because he gets into it too much.

Is a munch. Like, you cannot get him to stop until he's had his fill. Besides your safeword, there is absolutely no way to keep him from ravishing you.

Is completely enamored with lipstick kisses. Loves the way they look on his skin and even more on yours. Has put on lipstick for that reason more than once. Sometimes takes pictures of his work after with your consent and has used them as references for paintings.

Will take any chance given to him to stare at your boobs or touch your boobs. At this point, you can't really care anymore. It's just part of your day.

Likes when you allow him to pick your outfits. He always wants his muse to look their best.

Loves helping you put your makeup on. Is watching YouTube tutorials to get better at it. Wants to be your personal MUA.

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Sylus

Likes working out, but likes it even more if you're watching. You don't have to join. It just boosts his confidence to see you salivating over him while pretending to be busy on your phone.

Adores having you on top in any situation. Sitting on his lap, cuddling, sex. He just enjoys watching you on top of him.

Is secretly a great mixologist and absolutely loves making drinks for you. Will make syrups and juices from scratch. Bonus points if you don't drink alcohol because now he has a new way to impress you. (Cause most alcohol free "liquors" are absolutely shit.)

Absolutely loves marking you in places no one can see when you're wearing clothes. He likes the privacy and possessive nature of it. Knowing that you are completely his while no one else knows.

Makes sure you are holding him properly when riding on the back of his motorcycle. Enjoys it when you let your hands roam over his body while he drives.

Has been taking note of your opinions on his clothes, his furniture, the food he makes, and makes changes to assure your comfort without making you feel like you're asking too much of him.

Gets on his knees to help you put your shoes on. Loves it when you put your hand on his shoulder to keep balanced.

When you can't reach something, he will move behind you, press his body against yours (sometimes even grind against you), put his hand on your hip, and reach out to grab it for you.

Always smells clean for some reason. Even after a gunfight, a fistfight, a boxing match. Never the faintest smell of sweat on him.

Lets you do anything on your own, but is always close enough to step in if you ever need help.

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Caleb

Absolutely despises milk. Isn't lactose intolerant, just does not like it at all.

Told you he can't always wear his chain because of certain missions but in reality the chain sometimes itches and he just needs a break. Will wear it while he sleeps though.

Power bottom.

Will never agree with you on where to eat. Does always end up taking you to a place you will like.

Has a weird obsession with your shoulders. Tries to always be touching them. Either by putting his head on your shoulder, his arm around you, kissing them. Whatever he has to do to get close to your shoulders.

Cringes at his own words very often and secretly wishes he could be as carefree with you as he was before the accident.

Would cover your neck in hickeys because he likes showing off that you are his.

Needs to be holding you when he sleeps because he's always scared he'll lose you again.

Rests his hand on your thigh under the table and squeezes when someone else tries to get your attention.

Dominates conversations but always listens to you when you speak.

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[b0g-b0y]

New Meat

Re-write Part 1

Soap x m reader x Ghost

There was some parts that get a little heated in here.

The sound of paper flipping filled the room well Price watched Ghost read over a file of a man that Price thought would be a nice asset to 141, the file being on a guy named y/n. Price wanted a second opinion on recruiting him, he didn’t have as much experience in the field that being the only reason for Price hesitating he didn’t want to feel responsible for sending a man to death. A sigh left Ghost's lips before he spoke. “I think it’s a bad idea having some bloke that hasn’t been in the field that long. His skills seem useful, good for in and out missions that need to be fast and quiet. Says he’s crazy good with a pistol and a good shot. It would be a gamble, Captain.” Ghost finished.” We can have a trial run then, during a mission you can tell me how he does he’ll be with you.” Price finished speaking as he lit up a cigar, he didn't miss the glare that Ghosts dark brown eyes gave him. Price knew Ghost well enough to know Ghost wasn’t happy about that, he’d rather work alone.

It didn’t take long for the others to get the news that a new member might join their team, Soap was the most excited about it then others. He was a social man. Why wouldn’t he be excited about someone new to yap to.

Ghost and Soap layed down on the small bed provided to them by the base, Ghosts fingers went through Soaps hair playing with it gently. The Scottish man rested his body on top of Ghosts bigger one.”Simon, look at me, what are you thinking about?” Soap asked softly, finding Simon's other hand intertwining their fingers together. Soap kissed Simon's hand gently, his blue eyes looking up at the man he lays on. ”Simon answer me, I can’t read your mind”. Soap spoke with a bit of a smile on his lips.”I’m not looking forward to the new bloke” Simon mumbled. Soap gave a small chuckle. “ Who would have guessed?” Soap teased.

Simon rolled his dark brown eyes at him.”I’m babysitting him on a mission.” Ghost grumbled a little pissy about it.” Rather it be just you and yourself huh Ghost?”. Soap spoke, tilting his head to the side slightly. “Never Johnny, not when you’re with me”. Simon kissed Soap's hand, in hopes of just sitting In silence now he didnt want to talk about this any more he knew with Soap it could go on for hours talking about the same thing. ”I’m sure you won’t be babysitting Simon, just don’t leave the poor guy behind and have him hike through a town full of enemies with you telling bad jokes. Think that better be reserved for me”. Soap said jokingly.

Simon couldn’t help but roll his eyes. His hope of shuting Soap up went out the window.” Shut up Johnny. let’s just call it a night, silence no more yapping ”. Simon spoke in a gruff voice. He was being blunt about what he wanted so there was no room for this to drag on. “ I do not yapp.” Soap spoke. “ Mactavish. Bed time.” Simon said not leaving it open for an argument. Saop let out a huff he hated that Ghost would pull out his last name to get him to listen, but to be fair it did always work.

The day y/n arrived on base to meet with 141.” You must be Y/n, good to have you. Im Captian John Price, these are my men LT Ghost. My sargents Soap or John Mactavish, and Gaz his real name is Kyle Garick.” Price spoke as he shook your hand fearmly. Y/n shook Gaz’s hand next and then Soap following suit. As Y/n went to shake Ghosts hand he didnt move Ghost only looked down at Y/n his dark brown eyes not giving a thing away about what the man was thinking.

Y/n put his weight on a different foot as he put his hand down feeling uncomfortable now. “ Its a pleasure to meet you all.” Y/n spoke. “ Ay dont mind the Ghost he's always like that, like a big scary dog he wont bite we promise.” Soap spoke with a warm smile and a light chuckle. Y/n smiled back slightly feeling a bit better about the previous interaction.

Price lit up a cigar and cleared his throat.” Gonna have you run through some drills, get a look at what you can do. Your files say a lot of good things about you, lets see if there true.” He said, his voice as gruff as always as he took a puff of his cigar. Y/n nodded his head in agrement, he was still nervous slightly. I mean who wouldnt be it was a great opportunity for the job he worked in, a good advancement.

Price had Y/n run the basics including a room clearing exercise, at least he got to choose the guns he preferred. It wasn’t surprising to Price when Y/n chose a pistol as his second weapon his primary being a vel 46 a SMG that offers high mobility and a fast firing rate, with those guns being lightweight it wasn’t a big surprise y/n was in and out with the optical course.

All of 141 watched Y/n intently when completing these tasks, he felt one pair of eyes more then others. The dark cold gaze of Ghosts brown eyes held firmly on Y/n. With a quick glance up at the platform that gave a over view of the optical course Y/n made eye contact with Ghost for a split second his arms were crossed as he looked down at Y/n. Giving a good view of Ghosts well built arms, Y/n shook his head to clear his thoughts.

Y/n was nervoues with all of the men looking at him watching his every step he made. Yet Y/n got distracted by Ghosts arms, but at least he thought he did decently at the very least. But Y/n eventually got the all clear from Price, he’d be sent off on a mission with them soon maybe in a week or two at the most.

Despite Y/n proving himself that didn't stopped Ghost from watching Y/n whenever Ghost got the chance, it didnt matter if Y/n went on a run or when Y/n went to the shooting range.Ghosts dark brown eyes could almost always be felt glued on Y/n, did Ghost just not trust him yet? Did Y/n do something wrong? Hell if he knew, but he knew one thing Ghost was always watching him it made Y/n feel uneasy.

Even in Ghost's company neither one would speak much at all and with Ghost's wicked side eye it didn’t make it any easier starting up a little chat. Y/n let out a soft sigh.” So how are you doing?” Y/n asked Ghost. Try to lessen the tension in the air. Ghost glanced at Y/n for a moment.” Fine.” Ghost spoke bluntly. The hope to lesson the tension in the air only for it to fail.

The silence was awful, but luck was on Y/n’s side as Soap walked a few minutes latter. The Scottish man went straight up to Ghost putting his hand on his shoulder leaning into Ghosts body slightly. “ Ghost isnt giving you any trouble is he?” Soap spoke teasingly.” No, he’s um. Fine I guess.” Y/n said as he sat back in his chair. Soap chuckled lightly, causing Ghost’s dark brown eyes to sparkle ever so slightly as his eyes went to Soap. That being the first time Y/n seeing Ghost’s eyes being anything but cold. “ He’s not a big talker, just ignore his grumpy ass. Both of you should warm up to eatch other eventually.” Soap said, as he gave Ghost’s shoulder a squeeze. “ Bloody hell, piss off Johnny.” Ghost said. “ You wish.” Soap responded.

Y/n looked at both of the men they seemed close, and he hadn't heard anyone else call Soap Johnny.

But besides the barrier with Ghost that was almost always up whenever Soap wasn't in the picture. However it was easy sailing with the rest of the team. As far as the team could tell Y/n wasn’t a big talker, more of a listener.

At least at dinner things were more comfortable, it was always filled with chatter and complaining.” I'm tired”. Soap said, leaning into Ghost. Witch Ghost seemed to ignore. However seeing the opportunity Y/n let a smile spread across his face.”Hi tired, I'm dad.” Y/n said. Causing Soap to burst out laughing hitting his knee on the table in the process. Ghost let out a sigh he put his hand on his balaclava in defeat, he’s lost his Johnny to a dad joke of all things. Gaz just smiled, he was amused at Soap hurting himself in such a simple way. Soap wasnt very good at not getting hurt. Price gave you a firm pat on the shoulder with a shake like a father would do. “ Good one.” Price said with a warm smile.

Ever since that dinner Soap found himself spending more time with Y/n always hoping to catch more of those shitty jokes.

Ghost wasnt found that Soap spent more time with Y/n he felt a little possessive over Johnny. He often joined the two of you, sometimes telling a dark joke of his own during any conversation, what was surprising to him was when you responded with laughter. Ghost wasn’t used to most people laughing at his jokes besides Soap on the rare occasions. It surprised him, Y/n seemed like a quite polite guy not the type to laugh at dark jokes.

The night before the mission that Y/n and Ghost were supposed to go on. Ghost and Soap laid in their shared bed. Soap leaning into Ghost's bareback, well his arms held Ghost close. ”Still think you need to babysit the guy?” Soap asked. ” You aren't going to let that go Johnny aren't you?” Ghost replied.”Nope.” Soap said as his hot breath was on Ghost's back caused Simon to arch his back slightly.”I think y/n will be fine he’s more capable then I thought, now cut that out Johnny.” Simon spoke softly.”Cut what out?”.Soap smiled. Soap purposely blowing hot air on Simon's back, well moving his hands to his hips well placing small kisses on his back. ” I mean it Soap, cut it out or you’ll sleep alone tonight I got a briefing tomorrow and I don't need to be sore in the morning.” Simon's threat didn’t work on Soap clearly.” I’m sure Y/n would let me sleep with him, maybe he’s a cuddler.” Soap knew he was playing a dangerous game, Ghost didn’t like to share.

Ghost turned around looking at Johnny before and kissed him deeply he ended up stradling Soap as he kissed him some more there breaths were heavy. “ Behave Johnny. I need to get up early maybe when I get back I'll let have me.” Ghost spoke his voice was a little more rough from his breathing.” Ok I’ll stop, I'll sleep, I can do that.”Soap said finally giving up.

When the mission did come the two of them just needed to get some data from a pc a quick in and out mission. And for the most part it was an in and out mission everything was going good to good. Almost out of the building with the data you secured Ghost ahead of you making sure the path was clear you saw a man creeping up behind Ghost, you couldn’t shoot the man there was a risk that the bullet would pass through and hit Ghost. Running up to the man grabbing him from behind kicking the back of his knees pulling the guys head back before you beat the back of the guys head in with your pistol. “Bloody Hell that was close, good one.” Ghost said. As his eyes looked at Y/n’s bloody hands. Everything was good after that the only fuck up being a dead guy giving a trace the two of you were there.

After the mission giving the data to Price and the report. Ghost went his separate way for the most part. But that didn’t last long after a nice warm shower Y/n was making his way back to his room only to see Ghost again this time with Soap. Y/n eyes stared at the two Ghosts mask moved up slightly with Soaps thumb as Soap kissed the lieutenant deeply holding the back of his head to deepen it more as if never wanting to let go. They made soft noises as they kissed. Y/n watched for a moment It shouldn’t have hurt he knew that the two had something going on just didn’t know it was that, the best course of action was to quickly turn around and go somewhere else y/n had some thinking to do he felt like an idiot after all it was stupid he like Soap it was so stupid that he thought he had a chance with him. Soap was a catch sweet charming easy to talk to and get along with, and a lovely smile.

Soap pulled away from Ghost he licked his lips in the process. He didn't notice that you were there to see both of them kissing.”Johnny can we talk about Y/n for a bit.” Ghost asked, they moved into their bedroom for more privacy.” What about Y/n Simon?” Soap said as he ran his fungers down Simon’s chest.” Were you joking about sleeping with him, be honest with me Johnny.” Simon spoke his dark brown eyes looking into Johnnys blue ones.” You want to talk about sleeping with him? When you can be sleeping with me right know.” Soap spoke quietly. His eyes looking Simons body up and down.” Johnny be a good boy and answer me.” Simon said stoping Soaps hands from squeezing his chest. Soap let out a sigh.” I mean he’s small good looking wouldnt mind fucking that man. He’s quite you think he’s the type to whimper?” Soap said. Ghost took his mask off and threw it on the floor before pushing Soap onto the bed. His body hit the mattress as Soaps smiled and looked up at Ghost. ”You want me to find out if he’s up joining us huh big boy.” Soap said as Simon crawled on top of him.” More or less. I’m willing to share you, Johnny, if Y/n wants he’s a pretty little thing.” Ghost spoke. Before kissing Soap. “Until then why don't you have me?” Soap spoke as he hooks his legs around Simon’s body.

[frankoceanfanpage]

"my honeybee, come and get this pollen!"

synopsis : hc's of leo valdez and his gf !!

pairing : leo valdez x daughter of apollo!reader

warnings : swearing / cursing, intentional lower case writing, kissing, nothing crazy tho!

requested ? yes! by the amazing @sunnitheapollokid 😚

masterlist : coming soon!

nai yapps : HI BABIES 🤭 first time writing hcs, hope ya like!! it turned out longer than expected so yeah haha, not proofread so please don't mind the grammatical errors 😭

on the radio . . . "espresso" by sabrina carpenter

in my opinion, leo is kinda insecure (just like percy) so it took him a while to realize that you liked him back !!

in the meanwhile, he would fangirl about you to his friends

oh and trust me, they were SICK AND TIRED of that boy

"guys, did you see the way she looked at me at dinner??"

(which he told them like for the 1293858th time that week)

#delusionalking

and don't act like you didn't do the same thing as well, because we all know damn well you did

yapping about leo to annabeth, silena and piper at the cabin 10 sleepovers is a weekly (almost daily) occurrence

like i've mentioned in the beginning, leo's probably really insecure, so he uses his flirty and cheeky personality to cover it up!

which has you giggling and kicking your feet

because that boy flirts with you more than anyone else

oh and when he found out that you work at the infirmary with will solace?

it was his most visited place other than bunker 9

leo is naturally a really clumy person (me too lmao) so he injures himself on accident quite often when working on something in bunker 9, but one way or another he'll find an excuse to come visit you there (even if he's not hurt) and say shit like

"you come here often?" or "can you kiss it better?"

with a shit-eating grin as you heal one of his injuries

since you're a child of the music god, you have AMAZING taste in music

so every once in a while you'd come over at bunker 9 and play some of your music while leo works on his projects

you'd be on his bed, painting away or even working on poems

speaking of poems!

you once wrote a poem about leo and after building up courage (with the help of your girlfriends) you read it out to leo!!

and let me tell you, that boy turned as red as a tomato

and he couldn't stop thinking about that poem FOR DAYS.

like girl you had that boy wrapped around your finger 😭 (hence the song i choose for this blog)

after that, he decided it's time to ask you to be his gf!! (screaming)

him and his friends (percy, jason and frank) have been planning and scheming on the best way leo can ask you out

since percy has a big mouth, he told the news to his girlfriend, annabeth.

your and leo's friends were pretty much one big friend group, so you guys hung out quite often

soon enough, piper and silena found out about leo's plan too

SOO HERE'S HOW I IMAGINE HOW'D LEO WOULD ASK YOU TO BE HIS GF!!

basically, the group decided to hang out at the beach is Montauk

"LAST ONE IN THE SEA IS A ROTTEN EGG!"

percy yelled, all the boys racing to the sea, except for leo.

"boys." annabeth muttered, rolling her eyes, causing piper, silena and you to giggle.

you had your beach towel spread out onto the sand, your tote bag to your left and a book in your hands.

leo sat at your right hand side, applying sunscreen onto his arms and upper body as he watched the boys splash and attempt to drown each other.

"could you please apply sunscreen on my back, y/n?"

you look up from your book you're reading and place your bookmark between the pages. a smile grew on your face as you nod, signaling leo to turn so his back faces you. he obliged and did as you said, he pulled his knees closer to his chest leaned his head onto his arms. (kinda like this I'm bad at explaining haha 😭)

hours pass by, the group has all been at the sea having a splash fight, then also played volleyball. now they wanted to have some snacks and drinks

and of course the group decided to pick you and leo to go get the snacks

you, oblivious to their intentions, started putting your flip flops on. as you weren't looking, leo shot a look at the smirking teenagers he calls his friends. piper and frank were showing thumbs up for support. while jason and percy gave him a knowing look. leo saw annabeth mouthing "now or never" to him.

"lee, you ready to go?"

he put his attention back on to you and nodded, heading to the corner shop with you next to him. he glanced back to his friends one last time, seeing them look at the pair walking off and cheering for leo, but silently of course, so you wouldn't suspect anything.

after you two have bought the snacks and drinks the friendgroup wanted, you head back to the beach.

leo noticed the group playing volleyball again, and used to opportunity to confess now. He stopped walking, standing at this area.

"hey, y/n. could we talk for a sec?"

you didn't think much of it and nodded, walking closer to where leo was standing.

then, his nervousness got the best of him and that boy just started rambling.

"so i just wanted to say that Iive liked you for REALLY long time. like a i like you A LOT and I really want to be together with you but i'm not sure if you feel the same and i really don't want to ruin this friendship. but i've never felt this way about anyone and–"

then he got interrupted with kiss!! (by you of course)

he froze, definitely not expecting that. but quickly kissed you back. his hands on your waist, pulling you closer as your hands wrapped behind his neck.

you soon pulled away, both of you catching your breaths.

"i like you too, leo."

a bright smile appeared on leo's face, him leaning his forehead onto yours.

"can i be your boyfriend, y/n?"

you act like you're thinking about, rubbing your chin jokingly, but ultimately day yes.

he kisses you again, but pulled away quickly as you two heard screaming and cheering from the back.

the pair turn around to see their friendgroup being the cause of this loud noise.

piper, annabeth and silena were the ones screaming, holding each other's hands as they jump up and down like little girls. While the boys were cheering and clapping, Percy even started jumping up and down with the girls. (LMFOAOA DON'T TELL ME HE WOULDN'T DO THAT)

anyhow! that's how i imagine it'd happen

leo and you are both you clingy mfs, even before dating. but now you two are glued to the hip.

he definitely calls you cute nicknames in spanish (#latinoking)

"mi amor" , "cariño" , "mi vida" , "hermosa" , "mi corazón" , "mi sol", "mami/mamas"

he loves, and i mean LOVES when you help him with his projects (cough this fic cough)

whenever a piece of your jewelry (earrings, necklaces, ect..) breaks, you already know your boyfriend is there to fix it for you.

despite being the daughter of the sun god, your hands were always FREEZING. that's why you had your fire boy to warm you up

that boy is basically your human heater. while you two would cuddle in the summer, you would get so hot while being in his embrace, but you just suffered, because his grip is strong as steel.

your guys' dynamic is sunshine x sunshine protecter!! (the protecter being you because leo doesn't do shit to stand up for himself)

#1 princess treatment giver!!

"baby, i can get out of the car myself–"

"shh, don't worry about it mami."

wow this is getting way too long woopsie

in conclusion, leo valdez is the best boyfriend ever and you two are the power couple of chb!!!

THE END!!

— 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐍𝐀𝐈.

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[sabh0]

"If you want me to talk solely about the manga vs anime skk"

I do, actually.

Please.

Pretty please with a cherry on top.

PART 1.

Aight!! I will be just pointing out some differences/stuff that was deleted from the anime.

Under the cut

THE DUNGEON SCENE:

-When they first meet again in the manga, they throw some silly jokes at each other (like Dazai asking Chuuya if he's hiding a bald spot. And Chuuya just taking his hat off to show him he's, in fact, not balding)

-In the manga when Chuuya calls Dazai the youngest mafia executive, in his mind Dazai is wearing his ADA clothes but keeps the black coat and the bandaged eye. I think it's a very silly detail

-In the anime, in anger Chuuya actually cuts Dazai's cheek with his knife. In the manga, the moment he starts getting angry he jumps away from Dazai and then throws the knife to the floor, not touching him at all

-Manga Chuuya falls to his knees (basically standing on all 4s), having a lil crisis after realizing Dazai only stayed in the dunegon to meet him. He gets up in a while, just to yet again squat on the floor after Dazai yapps more

-Obviously the pigeon-stand scene: in the manga Dazai is laughing to tears at this, while in the anime he stays silent. (Tho i must say i find it funny that Chuuya gets angry over Dazai not laughing,, like he tried so hard and this guy just :| him)

LOVECRAFT FIGHT:

-This is not about skk but lord yall know that panel where Chuuya ie standing on all these Guild ppl being all like im gonna beat ur ass next. He's just standing normally on the floor in the anime. Aughhhhh this panel is so good aughhhh. Ok anyway back to skk

-When Dazai nullifies John's ability, in the anime Chuuya just kicks Steinbeck from behind. In the manga, skk perform that silly move where Chuuya jumps from behind Dazai. It just shows how even after 4 years of not working with each other, they instantly work together as well as before

-Skk arguing about who's walking next to who like some preschoolers ('dont walk next to me' 'its you who's standing next to me' typa thing) then deciding that they're gonna stay at least 2 metres away from each other

-The manga clearly shows Chuuya's expression when he's talking about 'being happy when Dazai left'. He definitely doesn't look very happy. (In the anime we just get some background drawings)

-Manga Chuuya's lil blush when Dazai compliments his taste in shoes 😭😭

-When Dazai asks for Chuuya's knife, in the manga Chuuya just goes 'oh sure lemme find it' and is actually ready to give him the knife. In the anime? Chuuya doesn't search for the knife, instead he just gets annoyed

-Anime deleted the scene where Dazai talks to Chuuya about recording Kunikida while he was cursed with Q's ability. Chuuya going bruh he also annoys ppl in the agency

-those two idiots calling each other stupid nicknames for half of a page

-Chuuya mentioning keeping a track of women Dazai made cry and threatening him with sending them Dazai's address????

-Dazai telling Chuuya that his intelligence will be consumed by his hat (im currently looking at my polish version of the manga so the translation may be a bit off but anyway)

-Before activating Corruption, they yet again call each other a bunch of stupid nicknames (ahah consider this a silly form of goodbye if anything happens)

-Remember my post about Dazai keeping his eyes on Chuuya at all times during Corruption in the manga? In the anime he looks either at John or at Lovecraft, no puppy eyed loser

-Just a mention that in the manga we see Chuuya sleeping while he's sitting, he doesn't flop passed out to the ground (until later)

Well i will stop there for now bc it's past midnight and umm this is gonna be long af if i continue with the rest so,, i will add the differences in the next skk interactions tomorrow or something muah

[falcatas]

About Brosca

Brosca is the best DA origins MC for me. I like Cousland, yeah, I like Tabris, Aeducan leadership makes all the sense, martyr Mahariel is really poetic... But a Brosca? Absolutely exquisite. You have everything:

A stray dog story about someone becoming stronger and important from scratch until becoming a Paragon to their people.

A character that wants to take care (or not) of their sister and nephew (and probably their casteless comrades), even if that means to side with the "morale bad option" king just in order to achieve some improvements in their lives.

Someone that can adapt to all the thinkable circumstances in a pragmatic way, so I am not surprised they are the ones who are going to take care of the Blight crisis while all the others tremble.

Someone who has to kill all the bullies that used to put them against the wall.

Someone that gains importance to the point the noblemen who denied them and wanted to execute them can't do it anymore.

Someone who is nobody but hasn't given up at all, since they didn't want to join the Legions of the Dead yet (the contrast between Brosca and Sigrun gives me chills each time).

A dwarf, a very resistant individual who knows and cares about darkspawn but whose participation fighting against them has been denied due to their outcast condition (totally ilogical reasons may I add).

A dwarf, so someone intricately engaged to the Blight and Deep roads (or Titan's rage, even if Brosca doesn't know this yet).

Someone who is capable of ANYTHING (in good or bad ways), who knows very well and from first hand of all the greyish aspects of life. So "a Dark ritual? Please, give me two".

Someone who, according to all we know until now, is going to look restless for a cure for the corruption that flows through their body, even if it means to make a deal with the same Devil at the end *wink, wink, spoiler, spoiler*.

And, in addition, someone who has to deal with friendship weight from the beginning of their story (someday I will yapp about Leske, because Brosca and Leske, and joining the grey wardens, and Carta and betrayal, and the Urn of Sacred Ashes,and Leske again oh my gosh)...

If there is a damn Blight in the world killing and ruining everything, I would like a Brosca to be in charge.

[daniislesbi]

Ok, is there any gelphie canon divergence fanfics where Glinda goes with Elephaba?... I can't stop making head canons about them escaping and Glinda is like yapping all the time and Elephaba is like: well you choose to come with me? And Glinda is like: well I have the right to yapp. And they're in a crusade to help the animals and it's very difficult but they have each other?

Or one where in that hot air balloon?? ( that's how is called?) Both of them could escape and Glinda is like mad at Elephaba for ruining their lives and Morrible and the wizard of Oz are spreading the rumor that she kidnapped Glinda or something I need fanfics after those deleted scenes... please help me 🥹

[dairytolerantfa]

Sooo—I hopped on 9-1-1 kinda late. Like real late. But I binged the whole thing in a record time , and now I have a lot of thoughts and no one to yapp to . Mostly about Buck and Eddie because, yeah… (and what do you mean people are giving up on that so soon??)

First of all, I genuinely think they’re perfect for each other. There's something so nostalgic about them .the slow burn, friends-to-lovers, unspoken pining energy. They accidentally co-parent a child, finish each other’s sentences... am SAT

They seriously pulled me right back into my fangirl era—I’m obsessed. The humor around them is chef’s kiss, and honestly, these two dorks have become some of my all-time favorite characters.

I get what Oliver said about not wanting to fall into the whole “bi guy comes out and falls for his best friend” storyline. And honestly? I agree with him. As a bi person myself, I really want Buck to have a journey that feels unique—something that doesn’t follow the same narrative beats we’ve seen over and over. I want more weirdness, more complexity, more Buck-ness in his bi arc. Let him be chaotic and complicated and figure himself out in his own way.

But then again—if we’re talking representation? Eddie coming out would be huge. His story would speak to so many people. A Latino man, a father, someone with religious trauma who’s been shoving down every part of himself just to keep it all together? That storyline would be relatable to so many people in so many ways . And it would be different from Buck’s journey too. They could both explore queerness in completely different, powerful ways. And if that ends in them choosing each other?

am very delusional..wtvr

Now… Tommy(am afraid of his Stans pls don't shoot me 🤍).

I know people say he wasn’t a replacement for Eddie that evan liked him (maybe?), but tbh? I really think he was.yes evan is bubbly and honest, so “If he loved Eddie, he would’ve told him.” instead of turning to tommy who's also a guy?! But that’s oversimplifying it. Eddie is his best friend. He’s also the “straight guy” with a kid who’s never given Buck a clear signal. Buck has been navigating that dynamic with caution for years. He built this whole internal image of who Eddie is—what he can and can’t say to him.

If it really was love at first sight? Yeah, I think Buck would’ve said something. But I don’t believe it was (yes I saw the what a man intro.yes it's my ringtone .but no)I think he only really fell for Eddie when things were already complicated, and the pressure was piling up.

Tommy broke his heart, but he was honest. He saw that Buck was still tied to something else—someone else—and he didn’t pretend. I don’t think he deserves all the hate.??? If he’d stayed, it would’ve been fake. He knew it. Buck probably did too.and Am more than glad he's gone

And now? Buck can’t say anything to Eddie, not really. Because they’ve reached this place where everything between them is so much, but nothing is spoken. And Buck? Buck is scared. Scared to ruin it. Scared of being wrong.

(the couch theory! Are we as a fandom over thinkers and delusional? Yes . Tbh I think it's funny but not YET related to buddie. Now I guess the writers are aware enough of it soooo if they ever make buddie canon i think they could use that as a vision)

Anyway.

I hope chim survives this episode am having a mental breakdown aaaaaaaa we can't lose him 😭😭

[dailydirkkat]

(not sure if this is more of a question for your main or here) what do you like about dirkkat? first time i’ve seen this ship and it peaks my interest so i’m curious!

hi! uh the drawing portion will be under the cut due to a cw for nonzexual nudity (toplezz). while thatz uh buzy down there ig, ill anzwer thiz!

ty anon for azking thiz, doeznt rlly matter where it waz zent but itd mozt likely be zeen here better lol alzo ill prolly pozt a zummary for ppl who dont wanna read all thiz. and DIZCLAIMER: im rlly bad at expaling my thoughtz and opinionz about ztuff i like/think zo thiz prolly wont be my bezt explanation about them, zorry😞

anyway, the interezt of the zhip ztarted around march lazt year actually. it became of interezt to me cuz dirk and karkat were my "top" kinz! now that ive had time to think about it more, karkat rlly iz my only kin of the two, i honeztly think i only zaid dirk waz a kin bc at the time i had a growing interezt in him and hiz character.

ok yada yada ya, fazt forward a few weekz, maybe a month after that, i actually ztarted to dive into their dynamic. dezpite their differencez (a lot) they ztill have very many zimilaritez (that r alzo different to each other but in a way that complimentz each other), zuch az!! the clazzez, being a knight and a prince. the clazzez themzelvez mean to work for/with (knight (i could be wrong but itz zmth like that)) and to deztroy (prince). the meaning of the rolez dont rlly connect but i mean, cmon, prince x knight u guyz. cmon. or their azpectz, blood (related to bondz (zometimez to actual blood too i think?)) and heart (related to the zoul). one could zay in order to have a zoul u have to have bondz!! cuz in order to be zoullezz, youd have to be heartlezz which most of the time meanz being carelezz. and being carelezz prolly meanz u dont have very many bondz.

they both have boy troublez. dirk and jake being in their tricky zituation, dave and karkat alzo being in a tricky zituation. not to mention at the beginning, dirk and jake ztart off az bezt broz before their entire relationzhip ztartz to crumble, meanwhile dave and karkat hate each other at the beginning and they zlowly grow on each other. i could zee them anger bonding about boy problemz

then, thiz iz prolly like the mozt convincing bit ig? idk, but a lotta pther dirkkat zhippeez agree about thiz. but they hate themzelvez!!! they pity themzelvez ZOOO bad itz zad. karkat hatez hiz pazt, prezent, and future zelf AND alt timelinez of himzelf while dirk hatez hiz zplinterz (which can alzo include hiz alt timeline zelvez). they both trazh talk about any verzion of them that iznt, like, themzelf. ig. idk whatz the bezt way to put that

and lazt but certainly not leazt, and thiz iz juzt my opinion, but i think karkat would be good for dirk (and vice verza)!! being a blood player n all, if they were in a relationzhip, karkat would devote hiz time to dirk, zmth dirk haz only wanted zince the hiztory of ever!! dirk rlly wanted a genuine relationzhip w jake but he blindly threw himzelf at jake bc he didnt (doesnt) underztand zocial cuez or the right way to go ahout certain zituationz. jake couldnt do that for dirk bc he ALZO didnt (doeznt) underztand zocial cuez or how to go about certain zituationz in the right way, but karkat CAN, karkat DOEZ. like, dont get me wronf, zumtimez karkat makez the wrong dezicion or underztandz the wrong way but he alwayz knowz how to backtrack and try to underztand what he did wrong or how to fix a zituation. karkat would zet dirk ztraight dude, dirk would prolly try to run from the priblem or ignore it az bezt az he can (bazically the zame thing but whateva) but karkar wouldnt let him!! AND, with karkat actively being around dirk all the time it would help with hiz oazt trauma of izolation, which would inwardly affect their relationzhip in the long run pozitively becauze dirk would prolly open up more!! a zituation a lot like davekat honeztly.

ok i lied, one more thing. theyre both yapperz. i mean technically all homeztuck characterz r yapperz but like, hear me out. ezpecially on topicz of their zpecial intereztz, theyd yap for hourz about it AND the other would prolly habe zmth to add or zay, or maybe even a queztion to azk about it. they can keep a convo going ans alzo know jow to keep it fun and funny, most likely on dirkz part cuz hed prolly teaze karkat the whole time. or maybe not. i dunno, im bad at explaining thiz ztuff... x2

uh, yea thatz bazically it. therez proloy more i didnt add but im rlly bad at voicing my opinionz or thoughtz on thingz zo like (x3, jeez i think they get the point dude). thiz iz prolly the bezt ur gonna get

alzo for the heck of it, herez how i think their dynaimc would be in certain quadrantz:

Red:

crazy debatez, datez, freaky ztuff. i think theyd prolly be moderately zexually active tbh? but def not a crazy amount. thered mozt likely be a lot of cuddling, hanging out (even if theyre not entirely zpeaking or doing activitez w each other), theyd be zuper zupportive of each other and their hobbiez, moztly dirk bc karkatz only hobby rlly kz crying over romcomz but u get my point

Pale:

thiz def tiez in w hating themzelvez, they both like to try and zupport their friendz the bext they can, ezp karkat zo theyd try and counter any bad pointz with a good one, again more crazy debatez, LOTZ and LOTZ of pilez. gifting/creating each other thingz, trying thingz the other likez, znarky commentz, however light hearted (their relationzhip would prolly be built around poking fun of one another wo actually being mean aboutit)

Black:

dirk would be znarky (im crying how many timez havei uzed znarky zo far) az HELL while alzo being ZUPER nonchalant bc it would pizz karkat off more. karkat would def inzult tf outta dirk and when dirk takez it zrzly hed zwitch pale rlly quick but then hed be like, "NO, KARKAT. YOU HATE HIM." or zmth. and then proceed to try and comfort him anyway. prolly a little more zexually active then when in red, "prankz", lotz of pity being thrown around zecretly bc theyre both defo the type to pity one another cuz they think the other iz living a zadder, more pathetic life.

Azh:

i dont rlly have any opinionz on azh but more than likely itd be dirk wo even realizing hez beinf azhen towardz karkat. alzo i think dirk would try and underztand quadrantz but ultimately w karkatz crazy vacilation theyd prolly be in like a half and half thing w human romance and quadrantz

Zummary:

interezt ztarted off bc theyre were my top kinz at the time

prince x knight!!

blood (bondz) x heart (zoul) (having bondz = having a zoul, uzually)

boy troublez!! bonding over their troublez about jake and dave

zelf hatred, dirk hating hiz zplinterz, karkat hating hiz oazt, prezent, and future zelf

(my own opinion) theyd be good for each!! ezp karkat for dirk due to hiz clazzpect. hed devote hiz time to dirk and dirk would try to devote himzelf juzt az equally

theyre both yapperz when it comez to their zpecial intereztz!! they can keep a convo going between each other and alzo crazy debatez!! theyre juzt rlly vocal

theyd be zupportive of each other!

zo thatz it bazically!! maybe im juzt pulling thingz out my azz but i mean yea, thayz why i like them. zhrug!! but the relationzhip iz totally up for interpertation, i personnaly like them bezt in pale but my boyfriend likez them in black zo! im prolly gonna do more digging when i reread homeztuck again zo maybe ill reanzwer thiz queztion in the future?

anyway time for what mozt ppl actually want!!

again, cw for nonzexual nudity (toplezz) happy tranz day of vizibilty yall!!! co:

day 87

[delma-z-dywanu]

JEDTAVIUS HEADCANONS

(My need to yapp about these two and the things in my head are to strong so i'll let it be here)

Octavius is built well (mostly becouse of all the training with his legion) he has them big titties AND ass in their relationship. He is strong and can carry Jed like a bag of grapes.

Jed on the other side is slim, he's very agile. He is also slightly taller than the roman and he rubs it in his face as much as he can. Jed is faster than the roman and better at climbing things, becouse Oct is built more 'heavy' and he has his armor.

Jed would never take his gloves off, it took him time, several years to be exact, to trust Oct about touching skin to skin

Oct is VERY clingy, like if he could he would NEVER let go of Jed (Jed was wery uncomfortable with the touch at first, but getting comfy with Octavius' gentle hugs and touches didn't take long)

Octo also had several things he had been uncomfortable about. It revolved mostly around his armor. He would NEVER, and I mean never take off his chestplate, nor his helm (mostly becouse he was scared of being attacked, some trauma from his previous life before the museum)

Jed likes to call Oct nicknames, some of them would be: Oct, Octopus, Vius, Sugar, Starlight ect. When Oct calls him latin names: Cara mia, Carissime, sidus and more more

Also, Octo speaks latin when flustered, and Jed's Accent gets thicker.

It was Jed who kissed Octo first, but right after the kiss he runned away. Oct tried to catch him but failed. Jed runned becouse he didn't know what was going on inside his head, and what had he done, and what was the feeling in his chest and his whole body (Jed was raised on the time period when being gay was NOT ALLOWED). Finally Oct caught up with him and comforted him. That's when Octo told Jed that he loves him.

Jed loves to play with Octavius' hair, the moment he saw them out of his helm his hand ITCHED to get his fingers inbetween those thick dark curls, slightly graying on his temples.

Thats all for today folks, have a great day

[haobubbles]

gift giving with riize

genre: fluff

tw: no foolproof read!!, suggestive (wonbin's)

roxy yapps: HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONEEE!! i hope you had the best last moments with 2024 and well, let's see what 2025 has prepared for usss, I GOT SO CARRIED ON WITH SOHEE'S ONE LOLXD

before reading: the presents are not custom made for everyone, you may love some, not like some others.. but pls keep in mind this is all fiction. at the end of the day, you can imagine any present that you would like better than the ones mentioned!

── . ★ shotaro

this guy literally spent the whole month, from thr 1st day of december until the 24th, preparing your gifts and planning a big surprise.

he went through all the stages, all while keeping it a secret from you! at first, making all innocent questions to know about anything you could want or need as a gift. he was very exited but for the surprise, he had to keep his uninterested and nonchalant in order to give you the surprise.

when you opened a box that had two pair of identical pyjama sets, you didn't have the time to even think what it was when shotaro, all giggly and exited said "i saw you had been reposting a lot of videos of matching pyjamas, so i settled down for these two, i hope you like them!!"

── . ★ eunseok

he was like a literal vault. you couldn't get a wornd of information of him, which made you think he either had a colossal surprise or he didn't have any. you couldn't decide which one though.

however; when you heard his faint footsteps on the floor the night of the 24th, you could tell he had an ace up his sleeve he didn't want to tell you about. the next morning, when you saw the shoe box you were happy to know you were right, however, on the inside despite it's appearence, there was a brand new high-end phone, as your had broken a week before and you were using your old one while it was getting repaired.

there was also a paper that, from what you could calculate, there were two weeks from the first tiket and the second. on the paper, the ink was drawing your dream, two weeks in milan.

"merry crhistmas darling" he said when you made you way to him, engulfing you in the biggest and most affectionate hug.

── . ★ sungchan

as the great tease sungchan is, he would keep you at his toes; telling you how exited he was for you to see his present, or dropping comments as "i'm such a genious when it comes to gifts" while walking by.

when the day finally arrived and you saw the tree empty, you were dissappointed to say the least. you thought of searching through the house, but when he appeared all of nowhere and told you to follow his rulles, you abided obediently.

he had prepared a game that consisted on clues to find your present, but what you didn't expect was for the game to carry on after the first present. that's how you gathered around 10 presents, all of diferent shapes and forms, but somehow you needed all them. it was as if he had heard you listing your favourite things in your sleep.

── . ★ wonbin

wonbin had been teasing you during the two weeks prior to christmas day on what kind of colour you would like for your present, and he left you speechless anf glued on your spot when he added that it was for lingerie. dismissing him everytime, as you knew how much he adored to push you buttons.

when chrismas came and you saw a big box, you let out a content sigh, thinking to be safe about the tormentous amounts he had made you embarassed for thinking he would gift you lingerie. when you opened it and saw the enormous colour spectrum of the colour pallete he gave you, you gasped in awe for the thoughtful idea, given how much you craved to pick up painting this days.

what he added behind your back though, replaced any trace of a smile you had left with a heavy blush and the burning feeling in your lower stomach "there is another present waiting for you on the bed, but i think i'll wait a little bit here in case you want to give it a first use"

── . ★ seunghan

this guy wasn't worried at all. well, maybe a little bit. but definitely not stressed. he knew he could always go for some bracalet or expensive earrings, but as you are his significant other, he wanted to make it special, more soul reaching.

after doing a mini research on what to gift to your partner, he got "the perfect idea". and that is how, on the morning of the 25th of december, you found a plushie under your christmas tree. after seunghan pointed it out, you looked at the little front poket it had, and you saw some paper, which had written on their back "voucher". when you read the front of them, they were all planned dates ideas, with seunghan's caligraphy, it went from a cat cafe to kissing on the top of a ferris wheel. was it a coincidence he was able to write on those papers all your ideal dates? i gues we will never know.

── . ★ sohee

saying that he was stressed is honestly an understatement. just ans seunghan, he wanted to make it memorable, but he had no idea how to. it was even worse because he denied and refused profusely to get any type of help from you. he didn't want to ask you what you wanted but at the same time he couldn't find something that he could give you and would be of great use.

after a lot of deliberating, it took you as a surprise how, just after waking up, you were received with a breakfast in bed. when you both finished, and after a little bit of hesiststion from sohee, he told you you didn't need to step out of the room to see his gift.

after joking on how he was your one and only present, he walked over to your wardrobe, and when he opened it, you found something very different and noticeable from yesterday when you went to sleep. your whole wardrobe had changed.

"i've been noticing that you use a lot of my caps, sweaters and evern some pants, so i decided that, according to your style, i could gift you a lot of new caps, sweaters..some are even the same as mine so you don't miss the old ones!"

── . ★ anton

christmas was a big deal for anton, especially gift giving. i can imagine him competing ever since he was a kid with his family on who could give the most creative gift, so it's a big deal for him.

he would be quite insecure and would keep on asking his hyungs if they thought you would like the present or not, worrying too much about it.

however; he knew he had made a fantastic job when you almost teared up with the huge box he gifted you, full of your favourite snacks, some keychain and a phoncase you had told him you liked, a couple of neckaces and the cherry on top, a cd that had ?songs that remind me of you' written on it. as pinterest-y as it sounded, you could bet pinterest users didn't have a whole personal song made, recorded and personalised from anton to you.

[kredenakrejn]

Y'know what? I've seen you ask for art a lot, but I've never seen you yapping about it...

What are your headcanons on HorrorError? Or goreglitch bc it sounds cooler (to me)

First of all, BLESS YOU, THANK YOU, OH HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO ASK FOR ME TO YAPP ABOUT SHIT YYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Tbh, I am not a big fan for any version of HorrorError, sure it's cool to see people draw them, and to see them being warm to each other But the specific version of this ship that hits my heart real hard Is BSSMP HorrorError

Gosh I could ramble about this for hours, but let me just put, some of what is most important, in this specific version of this ship

They are fakin' MORONS!!! Here, I said that, from the start they both where slowely likeing each other more and more, they didn't knew each other for long and they already where traveling(?) and doing shit for each other Horror helped get Errors cats back to the camp, Error gave Horror his chest plate after he saw that Horrors got distroyed

They where acting so warm and sweet, but still with distance I didn't knew about this at first, but the rest of the gang thought that Horror and Error where already together!!! LIKE HELLO that's so funny!!! We accidently fooled the rest of them TOT

They are so doomed your honour... Both have different ways of showing affection, and both do not see the signs the other is sending

Horror from what I remember and understand, his way of showing affection and that he cares about someone, is to, well, care about them, keeping them safe, well feed, giveing stuff and such

Error on the other hand, he's more distant, sure, he says many times that he's around just for enterteinment and what not, but daim, look at you blush and smile when you are around Horror, you lill stupid gey boi... You gave the big guy a sheild, your chest plate, HELL, YOU FORCED THE GUY TO TAKE A BREAK FROM BUILDING!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?!?!?!?

Goodness greicious, my stars, and my rain

WHY ARE YOU BOTH SO BLIND ERROR, HORROR GAVE YOU A GOLDEN AXE, A NETHERITE CHEST PLATE, HE KILLED HIS OWN KIND WHEN YOU BOTH WHERE TRAVELING THU THE NEATHER, JUST TO MAKE SURE YOU ARE SAFE BRUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hell HE DID NOT EVEN 'SCARE YOU OFF' WHEN YOU APEARD IN THE CAMP FOR THE FIRST TIME FROM THE MOMENT YOU PUT YOUR FOOT NEAR HORROR, HE TREATED YOU LIKE HIS OWN!!!!!!!!!!!!! READ THE SIGNS YOU BLIND MEN!!!!!!!!!!

Bruh I NEED them to fakin' make up bruh, I need them to understand each other and talk with each other STOP SAYING TO YOURSELF "Oh he's probably like that to everyone", "Why is he doing that? He doen't even know me"

JUST TALK WITH EACH OTHER ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!! GET TO KNOW THE OTHER GUYS CULTURE AND HOW THEY SHOW AFFECTION AND DIFFERENT EMOTIONS

GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I am sick becouse of them, they are my favorite

[sophibutt]

🎂 Birthday Yapp Post 🎂

today is our bday!! and we promised to yapp about Velvet and how her fursona and demon forms work! 💜

so the TL;DR is that Velvet as a fursona is a representation of our plurality and her forms represent our alters, and our OC Mist/Stella is a representation of another one of our alters. they all share the same crescent moon tattoos on their left shoulder, and the same piercings!

below we'll go into detail about the process behind Velvet and Mist/Stella as OCs, and show a little bit of our old art and talk about our upcoming plans :3

so Velvet as an OC started back in late october after i had started art after a 5 month art break, and i wanted to explore my identity as a furry and a therian.

i've always resonated with demons and cats, and thought of myself as both of those things! so those were the first things i experimented with c:

with the initial design i based velvet's design off my own appearance and clothing.

after designing velvet as a cat though, it didn't really feel right. there was something about it that both equally felt right and wrong, so i wanted to explore her as a red panda next since i've always felt a kinship with them c:

the red panda felt right, but it also had that same "wrong" feeling as before and i didn't really know why!

in november, we discovered we were plural and we immediately began to incorporate it into our art (or perhaps, we had always incorporated into our art, we just didn't know it)

in terms of alters, Velvet represents Sophia (the host) and Velvet (the co-host) with the demon form, and the red panda form respectively!

we wanted a few commonalities in velvet's designs, which started as the same hair, eyes and similar body type! we continue to explore velvet's two forms as the two hosts of our system, and we further refined their designs over the next few months.

we really like foxes, so we designed a lover for velvet - an OC named Auri (they/she) who isn't based on an alter in our system (to our knowledge)

at this point in velvet's design, the only commonalities between the two designs was the hair style, hair colour and the eye colour!

it was intentional, because when we first became self aware as plural we were similar in terms of personality and identity but as time went on we've become more and more different from each other but have maintained that sort of interconnected bond between us.

some more art of Velvet and Auri from december, and also our OC Ashe (they/them) who we haven't really explored since but we want to absorb her design into some future plans we have for Velvet c:

at the end of december we were drawing more and more of Velvet in her red panda form, and we were experimenting a lot with her design and incorporating some older elements from older designs.

we started drawing her with more and more piercings, and this is one of the common design elements between my alters' fursonas.

in january, we added another common design element between our alters; a crescent moon tattoo on the left shoulder. velvet still has the same eye and hair colour in both designs, but that's something that might change in the future. we also changed their body type, because both of us have different ideas for what we want our body to look like.

we've been experimenting with both of their designs with each art piece and trying to represent ourselves more accurately.

you might be wondering about the cat fursona, that is actually something we've been thinking about, we would like to represent Sophia's identity as a cat furry in the future through Velvet but it's something we're unsure how to approach!

maybe it'll be a third form? who knows! 💜

this is our alter Mist/Stella, and it's fursona. as was mentioned earlier in the post we really like bunnies, and we wanted to make a bunny fursona at one point but it didn't feel quite right.

however, Mist/Stella feels a lot of kinship with bunnies and also sees herself as one and we've been working on her design behind the scenes and we're happy to finally show off some glimpses.

she's an angelic bunny with big floppy ears and big wings. the wings can be hidden, and we wanted to sort of have this "slightly fallen" angel aesthetic to her. she's also non-verbal and we chose to represent this by drawing her without a mouth.

some of the elements of it's design are personal, but she shares the same piercings and crescent moon tattoo as both of Velvet's forms, but it's important to recognize as an individual it isn't Velvet.

What's Next?

well, as you've seen we explore our furry identity and plurality through our art and that's something we're going to keep doing. we want to refine our style, continue experimenting and keep improving!

as for actual plans, we want to eventually design that cat fursona for Sophia, and also we have other alters.. such as an angry shark with major attitude issues.

i'm open to any and all questions!! i'm more than happy to talk about my OCs :3

thank you for reading this far!! ☕💜💜

[naanima]

Wrote this in between making breakfast and cooking the turkey roll. I'm stunned at my own productivity. So, a Christmas present to all the Dirlies. (I'll post this on Ao3 in the next few days. Hopefully).

Maxiel, GEN, Christmas, sweet, soft happiness. 1.9k words. Unbetad (I barely gave it a second look).

What Max got Daniel for Christmas.

Tidings I bring

So far Christmas has been topnotch, he had gone for a run fully rugged up because holy fuck it was cold for a Perth Christmas morning. But the rising sun that had lit up the sky a beautiful orange had made it worth it. It felt like he was the only person in the world, running alone on the pavement, the trees changing colour as the sun had risen higher.

The only thing that had shattered the illusion of him being the only person in the world had been an old man with a giant ass dog that had sent him running across the road to the safety of a pedestrian pathway without a pony sized dog. Sure, the man had said with a giant smile that she was harmless but Daniel wasn't trusting any stranger's dog.

He had gotten back to his parents' place unaccosted by any other canine. Had a shower, and moved to the kitchen to empty the dishwasher and put stuff away in the correct cupboards, and then made himself a coffee with his parents’ new coffee machine.

His mum had walked in while he was finishing his coffee. She gave him a peck on the cheek and murmured, “Merry Christmas,” as she started getting things out for christmas breakfast.

He helped his mum with breakfast. Well, he helped by getting the fancy Christmas breakfast plates and cutlery from the back of the higher cabinets, washed the fruits, and yappes at her as she went about making delicious cheesy chicken sandwiches and sliced fruits.

Once the prep work was done, Daniel made them both an espresso.

Grace' lips had quirked up at the corner when she took a sip and tasted the grappa. The two of them sat at the kitchen bench, drinking their nicely boozed up espresso as they looked out the sliding doors into the garden dusted by sunlight. These were the moments he had missed the most when he had been away, the quiet moment with his family, with his mum, just existing together with people that loved him without reservation, no matter how much he fucked up.

These were the perfect moments.

He looked at the small mug in his hands, and thought about telling his mum that he was sorry that he had never won a World Championship. He was never going to get another chance because he was done. But this, here in the quiet kitchen of his parents home, surrounded by childhood memorabilia and the love of his mother, he was at peace with it.

He let the thought go, there would be a better time for it later. He has all the time now.

His phone pinged, he looked at his phone and frowned at the message.

MAXMILLIAN ⭐⭐⭐⭐: Are you at your parents’?

Daniel gnawed his lips as he typed out a response. Barely noticing his mum standing out to check the sandwiches.

DR3: yeah…❓❓❓

MAXMILLIAN ⭐⭐⭐⭐: I have your present.

DR3: better be a big one Maxy!

MAXMILLIAN ⭐⭐⭐⭐: It will be big.

“Anything important?” Grace asked.

Daniel blinked and smiled back, “All good. Just Max nailing out the details for my Christmas present.”

Grace’ raised a brow but didn't say anything else, just started to plate the cheesy deliciousness that Daniel couldn't wait to bite into.

…

Daniel hated the dumb wooden chairs for the outdoor dining, but they were having their Christmas lunch/dinner outside, and Daniel was the one that ended up with the job of getting them from the shed. Getting them wasn't the problem, the problem was having to dust off the damn cobwebs, and deal with the spiders and whatever else that had made their home on them. Urgh.

He should have swapped with his dad and started up the barbeque.

“Daniel.”

And oh look, now he was having auditory hallucinations, because that sure sounded like Max Verstappen calling his name. Which would be fucking ridiculous, the man would be at home at Christmas with his cookie cutter ready to go fa-

“Daniel.”

And fuck that was definitely Max's voice and his way of saying his name, ‘Danyul’. Daniel abandoned the stare off he had going with a spider, not like it mattered since the spider didn't even acknowledge his presence, and whipped around so fast he almost lost his balance. And standing on the steps of the his parents’ outdoor decking was Max fucking Verstappen in a short sleeved, oh my fucking god, Enchanté Parts & Services tee that Daniel had sent him but never thought he would wear, and and a pair of black shorts.

What in the name of his deeply buried sex dreams was happening?! (Okay, so most of them were honestly embarrassing soft fantasies about spending time together and doing super sappy things together, but that was not the point, Daniel). Oh, Max’s hair was looking good.

And oh yeah, speaking was required, “Max,” his voice sounded croaky, which he blamed how dry his throat had gotten. “Hi!” And that was much better.

“Hi Daniel,” Max said, voice soft and happy. Smile blooming across his face.

And Daniel felt his own face spreading with a giant smile in return. Max was here. Max was here! Max was here in his parents’ home on Christmas day!

They stood there looking at each other, smiles growing larger by the seconds. Before it could get awkward, his mum's cough broke the moment.

Daniel turned to look at her, eyes slowly blinking, he felt a bit dazed, must be the sunlight. His mum was looking at them with barely contained amusement, Daniel dimly noted that his dad was looking through the kitchen window. And oh yeah, there were other people around, and there were going to be more, over twenty people that were going to be invading the Ricciardo household for Christmas.

And oh my fucking god, Max was here at his parents' house on Christmas.

“Max, come in and have a gin and tonic. I got a nice brand I think you would love,” Grace said as she ushered Max into the house, throwing a pointed look at Daniel. And Daniel has no clue what to do but follow them back inside.

Daniel walked into the kitchen and noticed the giant fucking white box on the kitchen dining table. It had to have been half a metre tall and thirty centimetres wide. Standing next to it were two strangers, a man and a woman dressed in some sort of pale green uniform. They both had very polite customer smiles on their faces.

His dad was standing on the other side of the table, looking at it with a combination of suspicion and interest, Grace walked by without a glance and went straight to the liquor cabinet to grab the gin that she had promised Max.

Daniel looked at the box for several seconds before turning to look at Max. He waved at the thing with his hands, speechless.

Max's face was slightly pink as he rubbed the back of his head, and then looked up tentatively.

“Daniel, you didn't tell me what you wanted for Christmas, and I naturally wanted to get you something special. So.” He gestured at whatever the fuck that was.

“Uh,” Daniel uttered.

“So I thought about it, and had this made. But I wanted it to be fresh so it had to be made yesterday, and then I flew here from Monaco with it. Oh, and that's James and Louise, I was worried of something going wrong so I naturally had them accompa-”

“Wait. What. What do you mean something going wrong?” Daniel interrupted. How dangerous could his present be?

“Excuse me,” Louise politely interjected. “Perhaps it would be best if we show you?”

Max smiled, “Yes. That would be of course excellent.”

Daniel just nodded his head.

Louise and James brought out the box that had been hiding behind the giant whatever it was on the table. They opened it and retrieved a knife each, and before Daniel could panic they cut the strings tied around the box.

Max had moved next to Danie, his shoulder brushing Daniel's, and they had shared another smile before turning their attention to the unboxing. Grace had handed Max the promised gin and tonic, and moved next to Joe, the two of them sharing a bemused look as they looked upon two strangers unboxing a large box on their dining table.

It took several minutes to remove the strings carefully, and James had to stand up on the kitchen chair to get to the strings at the top. The card box came off slowly, and it took several seconds before Daniel realised what it was.

He distantly heard the soft gasp from his mum and exhale of, “fuck,” from his dad. And Daniel’s brain was obviously failing to comprehend anything.

Because on his fucking table was a giant sized replica of the World Championship trophy.

“Is that a cake?” Grace asked.

“Yes,” Max answered.

Daniel whipped his head around to stare at Max who was already looking at Daniel, waiting.

“It is a cheesecake,” Max said, ramping up to his full Max-explain mode, hands making gestures to emphasise his point. “The outside is a combination of white chocolate and buttercream, because of course fondant would be disgusting.” His nose scrunched up in disgust. “And Daniel, I did not wish to share a cheesecake with you and your loved ones with a bad tasting cake.”

And Daniel knew his face was doing something weird, he had always shown too much, unable to hide his emotions when it became too much. And this was too much. This was Max bringing him a piece of one of his best moments in life to share with Daniel and his loved ones. This was Max remembering a dumb present from years as a joke even though the sentiment of sharing it with each was all too real. This was Max coming to Perth, to his parents' home on Christmas day. This was Max making a fucking a statement but still giving Daniel a way out if he didn't want to acknowledge whatever they had been dancing around with for years now.

And Daniel could be cautious, could be cowardly, could make a joke, and Max would blink and then smile and move on. But Daniel was tired of being afraid, Daniel was tired of denying what had been brewing between them, and Daniel didn't want Max to stand there and wait for Daniel to be brave.

He moved, stunned Max in the middle of explaining how he had wanted the cake to be bigger, grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled and he leaned in. Daniel had thought about what it would have been like to kiss Max for years now, and he finally let himself have what he has wanted. His mouth met Max’s open mouth, and he kissed him deep. Max was only surprised for a second, he had responded almost straight away, hands going around Daniel's waist, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. For a kiss years in the making it was incredibly soft and gentle. Both of them were aware how precious this was.

It was simply lovely.

When they finally pulled apart they were smiling like idiots at each other. They could have stood there looking at each forever if it wasn't interrupted.

“James and Louise, would you like to stay for lunch?” Grace asked from somewhere behind Daniel.

And fuck, Daniel’ eyes widened in horror as he realised he had just forgotten about his parents. Max’s eyes had also gone wide, mouth hanging open, and Daniel couldn't help it, Max truly did look like Sid the Sloth. He started cackling, had to leave heavily against Max and hold on or else he was going to fall over laughing.

Max pulled him in tighter and started giggling uncontrollably.

Best Christmas ever.