#i think they can match each other's freaks

[johns-prince]

Loving the truth of it all being that both John and Paul were questionably obsessive and possessive of each other—their time, their attention, their partnership and collaborations. That they both suffered in their own ways, in their own style, jealousy and envy and insecurity and fear of losing each other.

John is often the one depicted to being less subtle about his feelings, with the heart on his sleeve comes the impulsive reactivity to the enigma that is Lennon-McCartney—viciously and openly jealous of girls and boys that found themselves in the spotlight of Paul's admiration and affection. Which isn't exactly untrue mind.

Yet we have moments in Get Back that make it very clear that Paul was hardly any better about it when he felt genuinely threatened and insecure about his position as John's sole partner and childhood collaborator. It makes you think that this gives us a reenactment of Paul's jealous rivalry with Stuart, and reading all those quotes from others who bore witness to Paul being passive aggressive to a T and biting out thoughtlessly mean remarks towards Stu weren't exaggerating.

Whenever I read any fiction and there's John the one secretly pining and infatuated and raging with jealousy and fear of abandonment because nobody stays with him forever, and in the next there's Paul who's consciously and unconsciously yearning in silence and resolute in his decision of life partner(ship) and sick with jealousy and fear of losing this special gift he has with John and only john, it's like. Both are true. Both depictions pool from the bleed out from the reality of what and how it was for them. They were insane about each other. They weren't normal in any genuine sense of the word friend or best friend. Their relationship goes through every category that the human language can put together because it's all encompassing and none of the above at the same time.

They were rivals but in the friendliest of way. They were the closest of friends but obviously more than that, obviously. They were a married couple but only in the metaphorical sense. They were strangers twice but the first came to a natural end and the second was manmade and inevitably untrue. They were lovers but that's not right either. They were brothers they were twins but isn't that a little incestuous. They were soulmates but that doesn't really exist does it. They were all or nothing. If we can't be lovers then we can't be friends and if we're friends then we have to mean everything to each other and more, that's way above the rest, above our wives above our families.

Anyway John and Paul matched each other's freak from day one and while there's various reasons for why they inevitably had a nasty divorce and breakup, what's also true is that John was always thinking about Paul, and Paul to this day has never once stopped thinking about John.

[yourdadsbasement]

it's too dangerous to go alone! take this (3 wk old wolf pup)

i am very curious about martin's other imaginary friends

kinda like you

the iconic Juice death scene

it's adorable that jimmy took his hat off out of respect for the dead

the amount of times i really relate to zach varmitech is...discomforting

lmao i love that he calls her immediately

donita laying out the straight dope

hacky sacky zachy

excellent chris face

zach is making the classic mistake of conflating long life with eternal youth and beauty, like the Sybil of Delphi

lmfao at Gavin trying to chase off a Zachbot with a broom

i know it's cartoon logic but this man is holding a BOULDER in one arm and a GALAPAGOS TORTOISE in the other, i want him and gourmand to have a wrestling match so bad

ok so storytime, when i was a preteen back in the Paleozoic Era, i worked at the food booth at a 4H fair in rural upstate New York and we were right across the midway from the "Freak Animal" tent, which played the same two promotional tapes one after the other all day long. one of the advertised freaks was "the Fish Girl! is she fish or is she girl???" and to this day my sisters and i say "is she fish or is she girl???" to each other

zach has so many of the best lines, this sounds like it should be the punchline to a "yo mama" joke

oh this look is GOOD, @martincrushcameback we've done goth Zach can we now do grunge Zach?

sure until the expanding sun turns the earth into a molten rock

yeah i was kinda thinking that jellyfish don't have any good powers except letting you live forever as a jellyfish, and that's kinda not worth it. especially since you can still get eaten

chizach canon idc idc

what i say to men before hooking up

zach does not approve of the friendly arm around shoulders

[wigglesdtuff]

what are your thoughts on the adult trio (robin, franky, brook) as a ship/ot3?

At first I was a bit hesitant because I tend to prefer exploring character dynamics and how they differ in pairs (so like Frobin and Hanahone are two very different relationships to me) and I still do, hOWEVER. Those three absolutely have something going on. They're the "we metaphorically or physically died and are getting our second chance at life in our adult years" group and there's comfort in that. They're societal outcasts in their own ways and they carry a lot of grief and guilt with them (especially Robin and Brook) that I don't think a lot of other characters can really understand - and especially not understand choosing kindness and hope and healing. So I have grown to really love the adult trio as a ship. (Also @mushiemellows For the Thrill of It spicy fic broke me).

They match each other's freak like no one else methinks

[samisannn]

!THOUGHTS/RELATIONSHIPS!

Long post...

♡THE BROTHERS♡

Thoughts on each other:

Lucifer to Asami :

Despite being very expressive, she can be very vague, too. You can never tell if she's lying or not, sometimes.. She's like a Beel and Mammon combination. My money is gone in an instant..

Asami to Lucifer :

He's scarily freaky??? And to be honest, if I was him. I would've done what he did with Belphie. Because Belphie disagreed with the future demon king, Diavolo's plan. Who knows what would've happen to him. He's understandable and just protective of his brothers. He loves them.

Mammon to Asami :

Annoying! Ya' hear me!? She's so blunt and oblivious at the same time. How can a human be both? She's frustrating! She won't even tell me how she won that jockpot in the lottery. I swear she got like some lucky charm in her or sum'.

Asami to Mammon :

Bro's acting like I'm not spoiling him. He's my lucky charm. I guess what Satan and Asmo said was true when they mentioned the fact that a person will get money in their way if mamon liked them. Which is funny. He's so easily flustered and jealous that he can compete with Levi for the avatar of envy.. I mean, maybe that's some kind of part of him being the avatar of greed. He piss me off sometimes when he tries to trick me.

Levi to Asami :

She's really like me, and she understands me. Can you believe that normie watches anime like me, too? She's so passionate when it comes to an anime or whatever that she really likes, and I like how she understands me. She's my best friend! Though I don't think she feels the same way, cause I'm just a useless shut in otaku! Why would she like a worthless nobody like me?? [He rambled for a few hours...]

Asami to Levi :

I'm happy that I finally have someone to talk anime to after being alone for like about five years or so.. though, I don't like how he can make any situation or words or something be negative.. and personally, I don't like negativity.. but he's an exception, I guess... he's really cute when he rambles.

Satan to Asami :

She sends me cat videos and reads books with me..I'm surprised she still has a brain after hanging out a lot with Mammon.. lt's strange and also... amazing that her pranks on Lucifer always works??? Like how? lt's not like it's grand or anything, just simple and subtle prank, but it works... I gotta ask her for advice...

Asami to Satan :

I adore him! I'm a cat person too, and l really love sending cat vids to him. His books are totally amazing, though I don't like how messy his room is, Surprisingly, he knows where to find a specific book in that room, it's cool in a way. He says he hates Lucifer, but we all know he doesn't.

Asmo to Asami :

She's such a cutie, but l'm more cute, of course. she literally rocks any outfit. She could be a model with those thighs!!l She lets me do her nails, but she doesn't want any other color than what she has on, odd. She gets my vibes and cheers me on! She makes me feel tingly and excited whenever she compliments me! [We have to cut off what he said for the next two hours..]

Asami to Asmo :

The gorguesest man l've even met... Is that even a word? Anyway, but if you had to make me choose on who's the most hottest between him and any other people/ demons/angels?? I'd choose him. He's the embodiment of lust, so he gets freaky sometimes.. I sometimes match his freak. but not so often. Though I'm confused about how he can tell whenever I'm ovulating, he's like a period tracker... like what...? Anyway, If I had the money, I would plaster his beautiful face all over devildom.

Beel to Asami :

Her cooking is really good, she could be a chef with her skills. I love her cooking. She instantly gets how to make my favorites. Her sleepwear choices makes me flustered... I don't mind, though. She looks good... I really like her... [He continues to talk about different dishes that Asami cooks that he likes.]

Asami to Beel :

Food partner!l He eats anything I make it makes me happy. He really gives good restaurants and diner suggestions, if l get paid in my jobs, I will bring him food. I get the others something, too... Our first interaction was embarrassing because it was nighttime, and I was hungry. Thinking everyone was asleep, I headed to the kitchen with only an oversized jacket, and he was there. The clothes overed my whole body, but still. never again. He's adorable, though...

Belphie to Asami :

I can tell that she still hasn't forgiven me for what I did, and I don't blame her. But despite that, she lets me cuddle with her and watch the stars with her... Many can say that she's very expressive, but sometimes, you can't really tell what she's thinking. She always has this familiar look on her face.. regret? Loneliness?? Her eyes say different emotions, and I want to ask her, I really do. But I have a feeling she doesn't want to talk about it.

Asami to Belphie :

It's true that I still haven't forgiven him for what he did... I mean, he unalived me, who would forgive that in an instant..or at all?? Though, he is a lovely person, he's just blinded by his rage towards human after their incident... maybe I hate him a little because he reminds me so much of G-.... I love how fluffy his hair is, makes me want to shave him bald and make his hair my pillow.

[putagal]

i was born in the right generation i love the internet and yaoi 🇵🇹🇲🇴

[huginsmemory]

Been thinking about how Bill legitimately had a horrifying reason (the literal progressive disintegration of the nightmare realm that erases whatever it disintegrates from existence completely) to move himself and his crew into a new dimension. Like that's terrifying. And yet he never utilizes this to his favour. He could have been honest about this with Ford, and you KNOW as long as Bill didn't mention plans of overtaking the earth, Ford would've made the portal for him, both out of Ford's own interest and because Ford when faced with these big moral questions will pull through. But this is a card Bill NEVER plays because although he needs to leave the dimension, he cannot lose face. He can't put aside his pride and admit to the humility that he needs to flee from his dimension, that he's not actually all powerful. And so instead he pretends to be a muse and when Ford figures out something else is going on, instead of being open and humble and saying that his dimension is unravelling, Bill focuses on that he's going to over take earth, that he's actually been a monster all along, surprise Ford!

And part of it is definitely because Bill's built himself up on power and violence and to grovel and earnestly ask for help, to admit that he cannot stop the unraveling of his dimension completely invalidates that; showing vulnerability? Can't do that, even under the guise of lying to get his way. And part of it makes you wonder if it's also a form of self-sabotage, because underneath his deep denial Bill is guilty over what he occurred; he sees himself as a monster and so he'll be that monster, and having people recognize that feels good in the same way that pressing a bruise feels good. But it makes you wonder what would've happened if Bill even just was open about his dimension unravelling and had lied about overtaking the earth.

It's also interesting because although Bill has SOME charisma and can manipulate people decently well (as evidenced by his cult, and pandering to people's desires with Ford, Mabel and Blendin), he refuses to be vulnerable, refuses to not be true to his off-putting self, even when if he was just vulnerable of pretended to not be himself, to put aside the (false) pride he has in himself he would've gotten a portal by now. and part of me wonders if it's because it's this false pride that built on insecurity and denial on who he is he cannot drop that mask.

Further thoughts on this!

[laurellala-comics]

A Shakespearean comedy of errors

bonus:

[roots-symphony]

Unpopular opinion maybe, but I don’t really buy into the whole fuckboy agatha/turbo virgin Rio narrative. Like it’s fun to play around with, but I don’t think it’s as canon as some I’ve seen some ppl say. I think it’s just one of like many possible interpretations of what their dynamic could have been, and tbh I think we’re all sleeping on the funniest one. Let me explain:

Agatha fucks now, that’s super obvious but there’s also been like how many centuries between now and when she was younger/met Rio? Agatha grew up during a very puritanical time, in an isolated coven, with an abusive mother, could she have been sneaking and getting action/figuring herself out on the side? Definitely. But I feel like she would’ve been more focused on trying to sneak around and learn magic and (depending on just /how/ isolated the coven was, which the ones we saw her and Nicky go through ranged from super small family to a small-medium community) might have not been either a lot of options and/or the options there were would have been like difficult to do anything about. We don’t know when she meets Rio, but presumably not /too/ long after her attempted execution just based on when Nicky was born, so she definitely in this time could have come to an understanding of herself and her body, especially in regards to how she could use her ~feminine wiles~ to get by with her entire support system gone. But I feel like another way to look at it, is that while she may not have been able to experiment as a teenager, she definitely could have run into some inappropriate books while reading the magic books she also wasn’t allowed to read. That plus just probably the whole way sex and everything was viewed during that time, I feel like she could easily come up with some weird ideas about what sex even is.

And Rio has been around for like ever. Do you know how many humans probably died doing weird sex things?? Rio knows what sex is, but her view of it is probably super skewed. (Also, we don’t see Rio from a point before Agatha which is unfortunate because all her focus after agatha is like… /on/ agatha so we have no way of knowing if she had any curiosity regarding humanity or any of the things she saw. She definitely could have experimented in her long existence, we just don’t know. Which doesn’t really matter to this, I just want to point out that even that is up to interpretation and is based in canon literally just as much as virgin Rio [which is to say not at all])

Anyway I think we’re all missing the funniest way to read this, which is /both/ Agatha and Rio having wildly different and also just wrong ideas about what sex is/how it works, and just trying to figure it out together like the blind leading the blind with all their directions based around colors. Bonus in that Rio could probably say some buckwild shit and Agatha ‘fake it till you make it’ Harkness would probably be like ‘well yes, obviously that’s how you do it’

[theomencometh]

actually the dynamics between the teen core 4 in cobra kai is insane. what do you mean sam was both miguel and robby's first love and first heartbreak. what do you mean robby and sam are very much their fathers' children and legacies and that comes with a long, complicated history and expectations that no one else could understand. what do you mean tory is cobra kai's most steadfast student but daniel's first two students can't get her out of their head for multiple seasons. what do you mean miguel got the version of robby's dad that he never did. what do you mean robby paralyzed miguel and now they're going to have a shared sibling. what do you mean sam used to have nightmares about tory and now she rescues her in group brawls. what do you mean miguel cheated on tory with sam and tory was so upset that she started an all-out school brawl over it. what do you mean miguel continuously targeted robby's hurt shoulder in their first all valley and now steps in to defend him in fights. what do you mean robby left cobra kai and tory didn't come with him and tory broke her hand punching through stone when sensei kim tried to use him against her. what do you mean sam larusso is the one who actually brought tory into the fold and then they didn't talk to each other for months. what do you mean the four of them had the awkwardest double date ever that ended in them teaming up in a fight against a kid and robby's friend from juvie. what do you mean!!!!!!!

[kakushusband]

Klavier in AA5: Oh hi it's my old friend Apollo :-) long time no see! How have you been!

Apollo: if you even do so much as look at me again I swear I will end your miserable life in an instant.

[suffarustuffaru]

i,, i think otto x joshua would be a fun dynamic 💚💜

its all over once i have the time to show more otto suwen x joshua juukulius propaganda,, but heres my pitch,,, two guys chilling in the background with seemingly perfect brothers, walking in darkness complexes, families heavily tied to ideals, sharp bitchy tongues hidden underneath soft anxious demeanors, and uhhhhhh obsessive tendencies,,, and on top of that joshuas a painter and otto can draw as well,,,,,,,,,,, 👀👀

anyway heres some art for now !! <3

[vaguely-concerned]

I feel that during the first coffee date walk through the market, rye has a fraction of a millisecond's kneejerk trauma freakout of '...wait. wait. am I really catching feelings for a rich boy again. with how that went down last time. am I truly that stupid' (once derogatorily referred to quite openly at a party as 'young master anaxas' pet mortalitasi' to which the young master anaxas only grinned and shrugged and STILL you don't break up with his smug controlling ass for good for six more months because you have a desperate bottomless yearning pit where your self respect should go, twice shy lol). and then he actually looks at lucanis standing next to him getting harding spearmint to help with bad dreams and generally being so quietly thoughtful and sweet through the prosaic yet necessary medium of grocery shopping it makes me feel a little unwell to truly contemplate. and rye is like '*the softest fondest eyes anyone has ever turned on anything* ...you know what. I suspect we don't have to worry about that repeating, I think we're probably safe. I am comfortable being this level of stupid. (slowly dawning marital intent even at this stage)'.

(part of the reason rye buys NONE of illario's bullshit at all right from the beginning is that he's basically vaccinated against this exact type of dude after that relationship lol. charming suave guy who in the beginning pays you a lot of lavish attention and takes pains to make you feel special every time you're in a room with him -- but shallowly and mostly, it slowly dawns on you, when there's something he wants from you (and he's often doing it at the expense of someone else, raising you up to put someone else down and you won't believe this... it can turn into a seesaw at a whim. yay). and beneath that there's just a seething pit of resentment and inferiority complexes and bitterness left to fester until he can make it everyone else's problem and that IS going to start to bubble up between the cracks with you too if you stick around for long enough. no thank you been there done that wasted my youth and potential on it and all I got was this lousy shiny set of new emotional intimacy issues haunting me for life! trust me illario I HAVE, as it were, chosen the wrong dellamorte before, which is exactly how I know I didn't this time. go get him lucanis I've got your coffee

hilarious mental image: rye and illario sitting quietly together while everyone else is busy milling about during a cursed dellamorte family dinner (the vibes are so bad. you know the vibes are bad. sitting as still as you can and hoping for calm skies is your best bet without lucanis or teia favourite child privileges to work with) and rye out of the blue gazing thoughtfully into nothing over the edge of his glass with half-lidded eyes to go 'you know. you remind me a lot of my ex. not in a good way' and illario with absolutely no shame and hilariously also something that's the closest he ever gets to real sympathy going 'yeah, I get that a lot'. best talk those two ever had, unironically. their bond leveled up to its final form that day. *soulsborne boss defeated text* MUTUAL UNDERSTANDING REACHED)

[godofstupidsentences]

I love my Lorcan Scamander so much, like... he’s a freak, he’s obsessive, he’s a nerd, he loves literature, he’s an misanthrope, he’s a hater, he plays d&d, he loves his brother deeply, he’s the personification of envy, he fell in love with albus and it ruined him forever, he’s a princess, he’s a bad person, he pretends to like black coffee for the aesthetic, he has no idea of how to comfort people, he considers scorpius his nemesis but scorpius barely knows who he is, he forced hogwarts to allow dogs as pets so he could bring his own dog with him, he’s the most likely to kill someone

[jadewritesficshere]

Dream A Little Dream of Me

Steddie. Contains: wet dreams, arguments, makeouts. 18+only

Eddie groaned, hands running down someone's spine before grabbing their hips.

"You're so fucking perfect," He gasped out. The lewd sound of skin slapping skin filled the air intermingled with moans. "Harder," the person gasps, reaching a hand back. Eddie moves his hand to hold the hand of the person. He glances up to the face peering back at him, into Steve-

Eddie jolts awake with a gasp. His heart beats fast as he tries to catch his breath. His skin is soaked in sweat and realizes that his boxers are soaked with his own release. Which, what's more embarrassing, waking up after coming or having a wet dream about your best friend?

Eddie shakes his head to try and get rid of his thoughts. He runs a hand over his head pushing his hair back as he exhales. "Damn," Eddie mumbles," Just a dream." He slowly gets up to handle the situation in his boxers, unsure if he's disappointed that it wasn't real.

~~~~~~

Eddie isn't a stranger to sexy dreams. He's, to put it plainly, horny. It isn't like he's had much experience, just the guy or girl who has sucked him off in the bathroom at the bar.

So- horny. Eddie knows that can fuel dreams. He once dreamt he was making out with the news anchor on the local news. He dreamt he fucked a fruit once, which almost tempted him to try it.

But point is, Eddie's had dreams like this before. He's been able to brush them off.

But this dream about Steve...

All Eddie can see now is Steve beneath him. Mouth around him. Eddie in him. Every position is running rampant in Eddie's brain.

He feels like everything Steve does now is obscene. The way Steve's muscles flex in his bicep as he puts movies away. The way he moves his hips as he shimmies dancing with Robin. The curl of his lip as he snarls and bitches about customers, just begging to have Eddie's own lips pressed against them. The curls of chest hair peeking out over his shirt, taunting Eddie to run a hand through it. The moles and freckles dancing across his skin, begging Eddie to trace them with his tongue.

Eddie thinks he's losing his mind. He also thinks Steve has to know, and is doing things on purpose just to drive him insane. What ever happened to squatting down to pick up something off the ground? Now Steve is just bending at the waist, ass pressed all up against those jeans, taunting him.

Eddie's emotions are everywhere. One minute he wants to confess his love like for Steve. The next he wants to throttle Steve for making him feel this way. One minute he's jerking off, gasping and moaning as euphoria hits. The next he feels insanely guilty for thinking about his best friend that way.

It gets worse when Steve notices.

Well, Eddie thinks he notices. Steve's eyes seem to stay on him a bit too long. Steve's hands grip his shoulder and squeeze too much. Eddie can't survive this torture. Those beautiful eyes peering into his own, Eddie knows one glimpse and Steve could see his entire being.

Eddie just has to ignore it. If he can ignore it, things can go back to normal. He can deal with it dwelling in the back of his mind. He has for years, ever since seeing Steve on the swimming team- which, great now he's remembering those short trunks on his muscular thighs and-

Eddie screams into a pillow, cursing a few times for added emphasis. Why does Steve have to be so hot? So good? So Steve. Eddie bites the pillow, glaring at the wall over the top of it. Just ignore it, push it back down. But as his cock hardens, he can't help his hand reaching down and thinking, just one more time.

~~~~~~

"Okay, enough!" Steve glares, hands on his hips. Eddie has to try to restrain himself from looking at Steve's hips, his crotch. "What?" Eddie bites back, arms crossing.

Steve huffs and shakes his head," What is with this attitude? If you didn't want to hang out you didn't have to come over!"

Eddie's eyes narrow at the tone. Steve's voice has the same angry bitchy tone he uses when talking about the Worst Customers. Steve is using that voice talking about him.

"I don't have a fucking attitude princess! Maybe watch your damn tone." Eddie throws his hands up and leans back into the couch further. "My tone!? My tone!?" Steve barks out a laugh," What about yours?"

"I don't have a fucking tone!" Eddie glares. Okay, maybe he does. But how's a man supposed to act when their crush answered the door shirtless? Letting his eyes wander down his chest to his happy trail to-

"You've been a sarcastic little bitch all evening!" Steve steps forward, finger pointing against Eddie's chest," You're glaring, you're pouting, rolling your eyes. You're in a fucking mood, don't take it out on me! I didn't do anything!" With each word, Steve jabs his finger against Eddie's chest.

Eddie snatches Steve's wrist, emotions bubbling over as he yells," Yes, you did!"

Steve's eyes widen and his jaw drops slightly. The fire in his eyes dies out. "Oh," Steve pauses," I didn't..." Steve tries to remove his hand from Eddie's grasp, causing him to panic and tighten his hold.

"I'm sor-" "Fuck, Steve. I didn't mean it like that." Eddie sighs," You're just...you." "If this is the whole "it's not you it's me" speech I don't want to-" "You're beautiful."

Steve freezes at Eddie's words. Eddie can't help but continue," You're fucking gorgeous man. Your arms, your legs, you know your ass looks good. (Steve hums in agreement) A person who looks that good should have a terrible personality. But you don't! You're kind, protective, selfless. I could go on, I just, damn man. You're the total package and I can't stop thinking about you.

When I go to bed I'm thinking of you, when I wake up I imagine waking up next to you. Hell, even my dreams are full of you! So, yes, I do have a mood Steve. Because I know you could never be with a guy like me."

"Says who?"

Eddie freezes. That's...no, he must be suffering from some form of hearing loss cause there's no way-

"Says who?" Steve implores, hand on Eddie's jaw, lifting his face so Eddie's staring into Steve's. "Uh..." Eddie blinks a few times. His tongue darts out to wet his lips and he watches as Steve's eyes trace the movement.

Steve's eyes who, a minute ago had lost all fire, was alight with flames again. Steve's thumb lightly traces Eddie's lower lip, causing a shiver to go down his spine.

Eddie parts his lips, letting Steve's thumb rest against them. He hesitantly licks the tip, giving him a chance to pull away. But Steve doesn't, no, he pushes his thumb harder against Eddie's mouth, causing Eddie to open further.

Eddie wraps his mouth around Steve's finger and sucks lightly. "Fuck," Steve steps closer," You should have said something sooner. You're on my mind too Eddie."

Eddie's eyes flutter closed as his tongue circles Steve's thumb. He can feel himself start to harden against his already tight jeans. Steve pulls his thumb out of Eddie's mouth with a pop. Eddie starts to let out a whine when Steve straddles his lap.

Which- Eddie thinks he's dead. Because Steve hasn't even done anything except sit in his lap and he thinks he's in Heaven. Eddie's hands automatically grasp Steve's hips.

Steve shifts forward slightly, both men holding back moans as their bulges grind against each other. Steve wraps his arms around Eddie's neck, leaning forward.

Their noses brush before their lips touch. Eddie can't help but sigh. Steve's lips are as soft as he thought they'd be. Eddie hopes it's good for Steve, cursing himself for not putting chapstick on recently. All sense of time is lost as their lips move in tandem. It could be five seconds or five minutes of them kissing, and Eddie never wants it to end.

They break apart, panting as Steve helps Eddie take his shirt off. As soon as his arms are free, Eddie grabs Steve's ass, a nice handful. He can't wait to worship it later. Steve sheds his own shirt, leaning back to kiss Eddie.

Steve's chest hair rubs against Eddie's sparse own. Steve rubs his hands up and down Eddie's front, pausing a moment to roll one of Eddie's nipples. Eddie whimpers as pleasure licks down his spine.

Steve rolls his hips into Eddie's, causing him to gasp. Steve deepens the kiss, licking into his mouth without hesitation. With each movement of Steve's hips, his clothed cock hits Eddie's just right. Eddie can't hold back the moan that escapes him.

Steve pulls back, a wicked grin on his face. Eddie knows he must look a sight. He can feel his face is flushed, lips slightly swollen from kissing. His cock feels harder then a diamond. A wet spot formed on the inside of his boxers where precum has leaked.

Eddie recalls his dream. How Steve was splayed out in front of him. But as Steve goes to unbutton Eddie's pants, Eddie can't help but imagine he may have gotten it wrong. Maybe Eddie is the one who's gonna be laid out in front of Steve.

[appleelevengreen]

tbh both sukugo and lawlight are just hannigram but in different font

[kindred-spirit-93]

clytemnestra

the woman the icon the legend. for @maruyaaya :3