#i kinda went crazy with this

[boopbeepbadoop]

you'll see my face in every place but you can't catch me now

[bow-of-aros]

*runs up to a microphone*

🎤 lee!paul ler!ted

*runs away and face plants*

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Okay this really got away from me but hopefully you like it!!

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Okay. It starts out when Ted is bored as fuck at work because they're literally filling out the same useless reports week after week and he needs some entertainment. Of course he turns to Paul because that's his crush bestest friend in the whole wide world, but Paul's giving him nothing. Every conversation that Ted tries to strike up is immediately shot down, he doesn't want to go to Beanies, and apparently he's "too busy" to take a lunch break.

That last one sends warning bells ringing in Ted's mind because he's spent the past however many years looking after a little brother with diabetes and skipping meals is not an option under his roof. And, well, Ted's a big brother, so of course he falls back on the most sure-fire way to get little Petey to do something he doesn't want to do and jabs Paul in the side.

Ted wasn't sure what exactly he'd expected, maybe a flinch and an annoyed huff and, hopefully, Paul agreeing to eat some damn food. What he'd gotten was wildly more entertaining: Paul, arguably the most boring guy to ever step foot on planet Earth, fucking squeals and essentially throws himself out of his chair and onto the floor.

When he looks up, Ted's expression is caught somewhere between lovestruck and pure maniacal glee, but he still accepts Ted's hand and pulls himself up. And, hey, it did get him to eat some damn food!

It becomes a bit more of a staple after that. A few pokes here and there to convince Paul to take a break, to get some food into him, to see him smile, to keep Ted entertained enough that he doesn't smash his head into his desk. And it starts to somehow yield actual tangible results?????

Like, Paul's a little more relaxed around the office. He smiles easier and stops to chat with Ted every so often which fucking rocks. Once he even invited Ted out to Beanies with him and Ted's pretty sure he blacked out a little from excitement. Like, he'd called Paul his best friend before, but he wasn't so blind as to not see how one-sided it was. But now it felt like they really were friends, even if it had taken five minutes for Ted to "convince" Paul to go out to a bar with him one night.

Then, somehow, they actually get together. Ted gets a boyfriend and settles, in a way. That constant, aching fear that he'll never be good enough for someone shrinks whenever Paul grabs his hand, or presses a kiss to his cheek, or just makes himself comfortable in Ted's cramped living room.

One time, Ted has to go to the bathroom, and he passes Peter on his way back to Paul. He doesn't expect the kid to wrap him up in a hug and say how happy he is for Ted, but it calms something in him that he didn't even know was there until he heard the words. Of course, he then walks in to find Paul looking mildly terrified and refusing to tell Ted exactly what Pete had included in his apparent shovel talk. Ted's just grateful to have these two people who, for some reason, care so much about him in his life.

Sometimes Ted and Paul would just lie next to each other at night and talk, whispering secrets into the safe little cocoon they've created. That's where Ted learns that Paul hadn't really minded the tickling. In fact, he'd come to look forward to it, admitting that maybe it had sparked some bad habits, but that it was worth it to feel close to Ted and just laugh for a little bit. Of course, Ted thinks that this is fucking adorable and proceeds to take every opportunity he can to reduce Paul to a giggling mess.

Tracing lightly over his back when they're watching a show, pretending that the way Paul huffs into his neck isn't getting to him a little bit. Massages that turn into shrieking laughter after Paul's had a particularly long day. Sporadically squeezing at his knee under the table when they're sitting next to each other in a meeting and then trying not to lose it when Paul looks at him like he'd just bitten into a lemon and tangles their fingers together.

Seeing the man he loves so happy is wonderful, but the kiss that Paul always pulls him into afterward certainly doesn't hurt.

(And then, just for me: Peter comes back from hanging out with Richie and Ruth one day to see Paul laughing under Ted's fingers. Paul is mildly embarrassed but Ted catches the look in his brother's eyes and immediately starts threatening him to shut the everloving fuck up. It doesn't work obviously, and Peter tells Paul that if he really wants to get his brother back, he's gotta go for either the ribs or the knees. He almost makes it out of the room before adding that if Paul scratches under Ted's chin, he'll snort. And then he's gone.

Ted's face is flushed red and the second he makes eye contact with Paul, his dropped jaw snaps into a nervous, giddy little grin. He babbles for mercy, sure, but he doesn't actually do much when Paul pins him to the couch and decides to exact revenge for all the times Ted has "attacked" him.

Ted: But you liked it!

Paul: What? And you don't? I'm not blind, Ted, you've probably been waiting for this ever since that first time in the office, haven't you?

Ted: *Panicked flustered noises followed by frantic cackling*

There's a lot more laughter in the Spankoffski-Matthews household after that.)

[lena-luthor]

A minute ago you were ready to slit her throat. Yeah, well, her mother can't have her.

[reginalusus]

More Jason and Harvey fic stuff... Harvey will make observations and Jason will be like, "URM, ACTUALLY-"

Silly lil' Ko-Fi.

[icedlati]

a comic i made for the antithesis zine back in 2021

it's a roleswap between akira and akechi that's supposed to take place on 1/9 in the game

[kesopan]

hii, can i ask for mobei jun brushing shang qinghua's hair and looking at him lovingly? ur art is amazing btw(ᐡ⸝⸝𖦹 ̫ 𖦹⸝⸝ᐡ)

thank you for the kind words!! (^^ゞ

[virtualtear00]

Girl who says she's fine

[lesbiamano]

FINEEE i'll draw your stupid greek mythology people

[adobewanphotobi]

UGH….AGH…….AAAARGH….

[sojutrait]

happy birthday luca!! my sweet dense baby

[ghosted-jazz]

Cringetober Day 2: Tsundere

Gotta love a guy who has all the powers in the world, but can't admit he actually likes hanging out with his goofball friends. The most platonic of tsunderes.

[baalzebufo]

miscellaneous gideon related doodles ive been doing over the past few days bc my brainrot has set in and its unfortunately terminal. some things:

so ghost-eyes sticks around in gideons life, as do the other prison buddies of his. theyre actually a shockingly good influence. despite being willing to commit crimes whenever, they bring a sort of temperance to gideons more. insane thought processes that stops him from doing anything TOO horrible these days. ghost-eyes especially is his hench-uncle. hes a good egg

also some older gids doodles... he wasnt sure if the pines would ever want to hang out w him after the events of that summer but time smooths over some things. hes capable of being normal around her now but he'd be lying if he said he didnt still have a little flame in his heart when it came to mabel

also do you think he ever just remembers something he did as a kid and is like Hey What The Hell Was That About. because thats the funniest mental image to me. sitting up in bed and going 'ten years ago I made a giant robot'

what a life you live

[chamoemileclown]

a tango i made for myself and i might make in real life

[theduckseeksduck]

One of my first interactions(?) with Supernatural was when falcon and the winter soldier came out and someone made a “ they’re canon in the Spanish dub” joke about sambucky.

[luvjunie]

— headcanons. what life is like for miles!42

a/n: i honestly didn’t mean for these to get so angsty oopsies!! i kept adding on so they’re also very lengthy wc: 1,751

contains: mentions of grief

Everyone thinks he’s rude and impossible to approach—but that’s a common misconception. In reality, he’s actually quite shy and simply prefers to keep to himself. His quiet nature often causes him to come off ill-mannered, which is completely unintentional on his end and partially the fault of those who assume what he’s like instead of actually getting to know him.

He used to be open to making friends and spending time with peers, but after everyone found out his dad died— which was impossible to prevent considering the man who used to drive him to school now had a giant mural made in his honor— he began receiving a ridiculous amount of pitied stares in the halls, began hearing hushed whispers about how hard things must be for him at home now. And even though they were, he hated that he was being treated differently by those he once kept close to him, like a charity case. As if he were fragile and would break— like he often did when he was alone.

His old friends were supposed to be his distraction, something to take his mind off how he now had to grow up faster than he’d liked. Something to remind him that his trauma hadn’t aged him as much as he feared; that he truly was still a kid at heart. But instead, they served as a constant reminder of the worst thing he’d ever had to live through— skated around him like he’d blow up the second they said the wrong thing; responded with heartfelt condolences instead of laughing with him whenever he’d tell a funny story about his dad. So eventually, he drifted away from them and began keeping to himself all together.

Don’t put him in a box because of his prowler side hustle, this boy is smart as hell!! Especially with one parent now being gone and his mom struggling to pay the bills? He takes his academics very seriously, he has no choice. He has to get it out the mud somehow and he doesn’t have the privilege of skipping classes as much as 1610-miles does. He’s working two years above his grade level in AP Calculus and AP physics, and has been accused of cheating on his tests a couple times due to how fast he completes them, as well as the fact that he has never once asked a question from the seat he chose in the back of the room.

It’s not something anyone would expect, but he enjoys baking a lot and he’s damn good at it too. When he was younger, he’d spent one summer with his Mamá Lena (Rio’s mother), who had him in the kitchen helping her cook and bake almost everyday and it just stuck. It’s a secret talent of his that never really comes up in conversation, and that you wouldn’t know about unless you’ve seen him doing it. His banana bread muffins using a recipe he took months to perfect taste like the gods themselves made them, and he’ll slip one into his mom’s work lunch whenever he makes them because he knows they’re her favorite.

He’s a lover boy at heart, if you were to look into his playlist, the songs you’d find in there probably wouldn’t be what you’d expect. Listens to bobby bland, which was heavily influenced by his uncle, old school rap, and he really likes love songs from the 90s because they make him feel calm, and allow him to imagine what his life would be like if he could have something like what they’re singing about. He’s terrified he’ll never be able to experience that due to his inability to open up to others. And often, he doesn’t even try to express the emotions that are tough to swallow, a firm believer in the saying that ‘once you’re down, it’s hard to get back up.’

Keeps his room pretty clean. It’s probably the one and only thing he has control over in his life, a constant for him. His room is his safe-haven so he treats it as such. It’s basically the same as 1610’s, just with a more matured look, a lot less color and less expression. He unfortunately lost that spark for a lot of his interests, so you won’t see more than a small punching bag, some boxing gloves hanging from the doorknob and few stragglers in the form of posters he didn’t feel like taking down.

He doesn’t like to argue, at all. He hates fighting with anyone he loves and he’s very quick to forgive them or squash the disagreement all together now that his dad is no longer here. When Jeff died, they were still on rocky terms from their previous dispute and even while years have passed, Miles still has yet to forgive himself for that. So now, he usually lets bygones be bygones, and never lets a conversation end on a bad note.

Continued growing his hair out once he realized it was a way for him to bond and spend more time with his mom. Within the little availability they do have, between her working doubles at the hospital, him being pulled in every direction now that he’s the ‘man of the house’—uncle Aaron’s words— and having to do things he’s not proud of to assist her while still going to school during the day, they make the time. Miles only gets it braided by her, and he enjoys the talks they have when he’s sat on the floor between her legs with his back to her. And when she’s done, regardless of how ridiculously embarrassing it is, and how he’s now over a head taller than her, he always lets her pinch his cheeks and call him her ‘handsome little man’. He hasn’t looked at a pair of hair shears since.

On that note, he is very, very defensive when it comes to his mother. Miles is not the kind to go around beating people up just for kicks; mostly because he’s not that kind of person, but also because even if he wanted to— he can’t.

In preparation for stepping into the prowler role Uncle Aaron put Miles into boxing/m.m.a classes when he turned fourteen, and he took to the skill very quickly. So well, in fact, that his hands can now technically be considered deadly weapons in the eye of the law due to his extensive training— which means he could get slapped with a ridiculous assault charge that would have him doing some time in a juvenile correction facility over a simple fist fight. (if he’s not masked as the prowler obviously).

But, some kid in his history class thought it’d be funny to make a slick comment about how Mrs. Morales was ‘single’ and ‘up for grabs’ now that his dad had passed, and the situation ended with Miles suspended for a week after he’d basically thrown his desk over to get to the kid, his knuckles bruised, and a tirade of complaints from the boy’s mother about his now-rearranged nose. However, after hearing the disgusting comment he had made about Miles’ mom, she was kind enough to not press charges and forced her son to apologize to the both of them.

That woman is his saving grace, literally. She stepped up in ways he didn’t even know were possible after his dad died, barely taking time for herself to grieve because she wanted to make sure her little boy didn’t fall apart. He doesn’t let anyone disrespect her and that’s always made known by him. He’s a mama’s boy.

They kind of have a titfortat thing going on, him and his mom. Like how she always stops in to ask him how his day was, if school is going well or if he needs anything, even if the time isn’t ideal and she’s talking to a sleepy Miles at 1am in the morning who can barely keep his eyes open. Or how his uniform is always freshly ironed and laid out for him in the morning, regardless of how exhausted she is and how badly she wants to crawl into bed after her shift. Or how when he’s sick, she’ll drive all the way across town to one of the only fresh markets that sells yuca root and white yautia so she can make him sancocho (a traditional puerto rican dish). It’s the one thing she knows always makes him feel better.

And Miles does nice things for her, too. Like draping a blanket over her sleeping form when she dozes off on the couch in front of the TV. Or making sure her phone is plugged in, so her alarm goes off in the morning, because sometimes she knocks out before she can bring herself to do it. He even goes as far as to secretly slip some extra cash he’s made from a recent job into the ‘RENT’ jar she keeps on her dresser— dropping a hundred in every now and then when she’s not there to see him do it. She’s never once asked him for help, but the one time he took it upon himself to offer it, he was shot down in seconds, and was made to promise her that he wouldn’t worry about it ever again. Her exact words being “You’re too young to worry about something like this mijo, okay? You take all the money you make from your after school job, every single penny, and you save it. Mama’s got this.”

But sometimes, she doesn’t. And Miles knows that she wants to be strong for him. For them. But it takes two, he knows that as well, so he helps out anyway.

And with prayers that they’re not short— Rio counts everything in the rent jar towards the end of the month, and a string of celebratory whoops and hollers will always sound from her room when she realizes they surprisingly have some extra cash that’ll allow her to take some days off and relax for once, and maybe even do something fun together. He’ll listen from his room with a knowing smile, more than happy to let his contributions remain undisclosed to affirm her efforts of providing for them the best she can. With her energy so depleted from how demanding her job is, she’s never suspected it was him discreetly assisting, and chalked it up to her forgetting how much she’d mindlessly dropped in there after each paycheck.

[wegc]

Okay but the 🎀 anon ask has just started giving me dirty thoughts in my mind because I'm all about needy and obsessive chan.

So what if the second time they have sex and she's clinging onto him, her body trembling under his and he just loses it?

'You're my babygirl now, fucking mine'

ok first of all my brain exploded when you followed me and sent this ask because wow tmi i stalk ur blog every month, i think about your posts for DAYS.

but AHHH YES i knew you would be a needy and obsessive chan enthusiast because even without his perversion tendencies, chan is very clingy and loves intensely :( maybe a little too much!!!

in 🎀 anons original ask, i believe the reader was a virigin so not only does the debauched image of you mewling and writhing underneath him like he’s always imagined drive him up the wall, but the thought of being your first (and your only, chan will make sure of it) puts him at extreme risk of absolutely ruining you.

cue possessive chan whose need to claim you as his, to be your protector, to have you look and think about no one else but him invokes something primal inside his depraved mind. don’t be surprised if he suddenly observes that you’re too close for his comfort with someone else and decides to fuck you stupid that night!!!

you’re all his now and you should only need him and depend on him, right?? he can take care of you best and he’ll prove it to you!!!

the BABYGIRL part UGH i swear everyone cringes the fuck out at the pet name until it comes to channie and the stupid fucking photo on his phone. it drives me CRAZY especially him repeating it in lives and him outing his daddy kink!!! i think about it at least once a day.