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Welcome! This is my fifth intro post because I’m incredibly indecisive. Typically they’re very long, but I’m going to try and keep this shorter because I feel like people don’t end up reading all the way through?

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Imagine a world in which Sherlock appreciates me and how funny I am. Imagine.

[xohachi]

Perfect Sync

Y/N & Sherlock are in an established relationship. They’re at John & Mary’s wedding and when the news breaks about them expecting, Y/N and Sherlock realize they have some things of their own to talk about. (Basically they really only talk about marriage and then lightly they talk about children. I know some of you don't like children in fics, I don't either I'm just ovulating idk.)

Word count: 950 

Tags/Warnings: Fluff, barely any angst like the angst is that Y/N is sad LMAO, happy ending, TW: MENTIONS OF WANTING CHILDREN. That’s all!

The newlyweds danced graciously under the glow of the dancefloor. Today was a happy day, well it was supposed to be. You would describe it as more bittersweet than anything. Your conflicted emotions were fueled by a mild fear of never getting your happy ending. In a perfect world, Sherlock Holmes would get on one knee with a nice ring in the middle of somewhere nice (Italy, you hoped.) and said 4 words, 13 letters, ‘Will you marry me?’ You two would live a calm, peaceful happily ever after. No moriarty, no more near death experiences and maybe the two of you would live in a nice home on the quiet countryside with a dog and maybe a kid or two.

A hand snaked around your waist, snapping you back into reality. Nobody seemed to notice except Sherlock, obviously, but you’d been standing in the middle of the dance floor. A woeful expression painted across your face and your eyes fixed on John and Mary.

“Are you alright, darling?” He whispered. You put your arms around his neck. He put his around your waist and the two of you swayed, softly.

“Yeah, sorry. I think I may have had too much wine,” You stood on your tippy toes to plant a kiss on his cheek and patted his chest, “That’s all.” Sherlock’s eyes were burning into your skull. The greatest detective in the world as a boyfriend meant that nothing went unnoticed, especially your sadness. You kept your eyes away from his as a refusal to let him read everything that your mouth couldn’t say.

“Mmm, you’re lying.”

“What? You’re the one who’s had sad eyes all day and it really doesn’t take a world renowned detective to deduce why, babe. If you wanna run after him and confess your love, don’t let me stop you.” He spun you, catching you with your back to his chest. Sherlock bent his head down to your ear,

“Avoidance of eye contact, tense muscles, quick changing of the subject and unnecessary defensiveness. You’re lying.” He whispered, as always boasting his skills. You caved under the pressure. His warmth, his voice, it didn’t matter how long you’d been together or when you guys met, he’d always make you as nervous as a highschooler with a crush. Letting your head sink back into his chest, you asked,

“Do you think that you’ll ever marry?” Sherlock noticed the specific choice of words. The use of ‘you’ rather than ‘we’. He knew you asked it in that way so that if he said ‘no i won’t ever marry’ it wouldn’t hurt as much as if he said ‘no we won’t ever marry.’ This only made him turn you around and squeeze you tight.

“Depends on who I’m getting married to.”

“Well, who would you get married to?”

“I would say John but I’m afraid I chose to forever hold my peace during the ceremony.” You two laughed a synonymous laugh, chests inflating and deflating together. Perfect Sync. After some moments of silence, he spoke again, “ You are the only woman whom I’d ever dream of marrying.” Your eyes met his. Today, they were greener. Not that you had a favorite eye color of his but the greener days were enchanting and the bluer days were exhilarating. Green for the win though. With your bottom lip slid in between your teeth, you blushed at him and admired his features for a moment.

“When you propose to me, it has to be in Italy.” You were joking, obviously. Sherlock Holmes could propose to you in a sewer and you’d still be the happiest girl in the world. Splashing in the puddles of greywater with not a care in the world.

“Is that so, love?” He growled, almost seductively.

“Mhm and I know exactly which ring I want.” The detective's eyes still locked with your Y/E/C orbs. He swore he watched his future play out in them within seconds. All happiness and warmth and in each scene, there was you. You in all of your glory. You with all of your radiance and optimism. No matter what happens, all he’ll ever need is you to be happy.

“I’m guessing it’s in the millions?” Sherlock frowned,

“Only like 30 million,” A small laugh emerged from your throat as his brows creased in worry, “I’m kidding, Mr. Holmes. In all that infinite knowledge up there, you still don’t know when I’m kidding?”

“I know everything about you,” His hands began to develop a mind of their own and slid seductively down your waist and to your ass, “like when you’re longing for me to take you home and drunkenly have my way with you.” His head lowered as he spoke with lust filled eyes. Alcohol always made him like this but truthfully, it also always made you the same way. Another smile crept slyly on your face as you looked over at John and Mary once more.

“I want one.” You said, referring to the secret John and Mary pregnancy revelation between the four of you. Your breath fanned Sherlocks lips as you spoke. Suddenly, the alcohol wasn’t so intoxicating anymore and you were high off of Sherlock Holmes. His scent, his warmth…your lips connected in a deep, slow kiss…his taste. Riding out the most euphoric high of pure love that no other drug could replicate.

“Then let’s get you home, I believe we have a mini Sherlock Holmes to make, hm?”

“Mmm I think we’re making a mini Y/N Y/L/N, actually.” After sharing one more kiss, you grabbed ahold of Sherlock's hand and slipped off the dancefloor and into the night. The rest was history.

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Another little something for the lovely @winter2112rose Christmas story extravaganza - I know I'm using the prompts out of order but after a fair bit of writers' block I'm letting my brain take me wherever it wants to go first so I hope you'll forgive me for the unconventional approach! This one uses the overall theme as inspiration.

Consider this a festive version of my Date Night series 😉 x

"Whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no!"

If there was one thing your best friend was good at, it was getting you into trouble. You could tell by the tone of her voice when you’d picked up the phone that she was planning something.

“Just hear me out.”

“I don’t have time to get into any crazy shit. I have Christmas shopping to do.”

“Come with me for the first night, and if you don’t wanna do it, then you don’t have to.”

With a resigned sigh, you bit the bullet. “Alright, what is it?”

“There’s a speed dating thing at a bar downtown and I want you to come with me.”

You rolled your eyes and slackened your hip, pressing your free palm against the kitchen island. “Didn’t you like, just break up with Scott?”

“Yeah, but he was an asshole, so I’m broadening my romantic horizons.”

“That’s one way to put it.”

“It’s like I always say, keep your mind, schedule and legs open.”

The First Date of Christmas

The bar in question was tucked away down a side street and aptly named The Bar With No Name. It was one of those typical hole-in-the-wall hipster haunts, which gave you a little more faith in the quality of men you’d be forced to spend the evening with. You were happy to tolerate flannel shirts and IPAs for one night. There was a banner strewn across the doorway with ‘The 12 Dates of Christmas’ written in gaudy red and green. Cringing inwardly, you took your friend’s arm and nudged through the double doors.

When you walked in, you were each given a name tag, a pen and a vague gesture towards the back of the room where a crowd had already started to form.

“Stick or split?” You eyed your friend cautiously.

“I can handle myself. Go have fun. The safe word is Dasher.”

You blinked in confusion. “There’s a safe word?”

“Always. If you want out, just text me.”

“You got it. Go jingle your bells.”

“Go be a ho ho ho!”

The bar had really committed to the bit, with staff members dressed in ugly Christmas sweaters, elf hats and reindeer antlers. A selection of Christmas hits pounded through the room, and in spite of knowing that your friend was perfectly fine, you kept glancing in her direction.

Then –

“Excuse me?”

Good manners and pleasantries were the last things you expected tonight, so you immediately turned. Standing before you was a man who looked like he definitely didn’t want to be there. A man after your own heart.

“Hi.” Your voice was flat, but you smiled.

“God this is awkward isn’t it?” He raked his fingers through his matted dark curls. “I’m Walter. But you know that because of the, uh…” He pointed at his name tag. “Fucking hell, this is terrible.”

“You can say that again.” You took a sip of your drink. “When I saw where this place was, I seriously thought I was about to get murdered or something.”

Walter laughed. “Well, you’re with the right guy. I’m a detective.”

“Sure you are.” You tilted your head skeptically.

He pulled out his wallet, revealing his badge.

“Oh shit!” Your eyes widened. “Big fan of Sherlock Holmes as a kid?”

“Yeah. I think it’s the reason most people go for the job. It can be difficult at times, but I love it.”

“Beating the shit out of assholes for a living? I’d love that too.”

Walter leaned in, the warm scent of beer hitting your face as he spoke, mingling with vetiver musk. “I’m actually undercover right now, but don’t tell anyone.” He winked.

You winked back. “Your secret’s safe with me, Detective.”

It surprised you that he didn’t hold himself with confidence or authority. He slouched, sipping his pint with a loose grip on the glass. It made you conscious of your posture, and you noticed that you were mirroring his. Your phone hadn’t buzzed. You’d forgotten the safe word. Was this going well? Were you actually considering coming back tomorrow night?

“Good to know.” Walter noticed your sideways glance and scanned the room. “Looking for someone?”

“Someone for you to arrest. She dragged me here against my will.”

Walter sucked in a breath, his eyes glistening with amusement. “Well, I’m glad she did.” He tipped his glass towards yours. “Fancy another drink?”

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The frat party | t.h.

Title: The frat party

Pairing: Frat boy!Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1823

Warnings: frat boy Tom, angst, nakedness (nothing sexual though, no smut in this chapter), mention of sex, implied smut, cliffhanger at the end, jealous Tom, language, OC Oliver, violence (one punch), blood, plot twists.

Summary: Tom and the reader met at a frat party, but a year later they broke up because of some reason. Now, rumor has it that the reader is dating one of Tom’s friends and he gets jealous.

A/N: Hello hello, I’m back! Have you seen Tom’s recent pics in Monaco?? He looked amazing! Anyway, I don’t know why, but I just had to write a fic with frat boy!Tom, so enjoy!

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Main Masterlist

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Chapter 1

Break up with my ex girlfriend

Frat parties. Am I right? Worst part of college life. A lot of people drink to forget about their grades and how their lives went wrong, while someone’s just hoping to have some fun with them (if you know what I mean). For the first year, I hated them with passion, but it was before I met him. At a frat party. Oh, the irony! And then, frat parties were the only chance I had to actually talk to him. It didn’t take us long enough to start dating. I think that adults tell you fairy tales to make you grow up with a hope, the hope to find your real happy ending, your true love. Well, I wasn’t used to believe in them, but the year I spent with Tom… that was close to the definition of happy ending. The problem with happy endings? They don’t tell you what happens after them. And that’s because they’re a nightmare.

“Tell me that now or you’re not gonna find me in this bed tomorrow”, he says and there’s a part of me that wants to die right here and right now. I shake my head. I don’t want to do that. Not because I don’t feel anything for him, but I’m scared that this will complicate things between us and it’s the last thing I want. “Are you serious, Y/N? You really think that saying something like that during sex doesn’t count? Calling someone on the phone means something, even if you’re drunk as Hell. So tell me what you really feel about me right now or I swear, I’m out of this room. I’m out of this kind of weird relationship that’s going on between us for years,” Tom says and the veins on his arms draw a beautiful map on his body, in which the moles are cities and his eyes are volcanoes. They’re burning, unlike my skin, that is freezing because I’m not wearing anything at the moment. Except for my shame, perhaps. My insecurities, that never leave me. Even in front of Tom.

“You don’t mean that,” I try to say, my mouth dry. But he’s insanely angry. In another situation, it would be hot.

“I do, Y/N,” he replies. I swallow. His expression softens, like he’s in pain. He comes closer to me, brushing my cheeks with his hands. My eyes are full of tears. His words feel like a prayer on my skin. “Please, tell me”.

And even if I don’t wanna do that, my hands are tied. Even if that’s a lie. I remain in silence. One second after that, he’s gone. Tom always keeps his promises, after all.

2 months before

Harrison sat down with a strange look on his face. It only meant one thing for Tom: trouble. He sighed, throwing away the third cigarette of the day. Jacob raised an eyebrow, trying to get rid of the stench of smoke with one hand.

“I thought you wanted to quit smoking,” Jacob said.

“Relax, I only smoke before finals now,” Tom said. “What’s up, mate? Come on, talk”.

Harrison raised a corner of his lips in a smirk.

“Rumor has it, that Oliver’s got a girlfriend,” he said.

“No way!” Jacob exclaimed.

“Oh, fuck me,” Tom said, laying on the grass with his hands behind his neck, glancing at a couple of girls who were passing by.

“I haven’t said the best part yet, though,” Harrison continued. Jacob urged him to speak further. “He’s gonna throw a party for his birthday and he’ll introduce her to his friends. But since we’re his friends, I was wondering why I haven’t told us anything about this gal in weeks. So I played Sherlock Holmes for a couple of hours and I found out that… we actually know this girl,” he said.

“I bet she’s someone of the campus,” Tom joked, as if it was obvious.

“I bet she’s someone’s ex girlfriend,” Jacob replied.

Harrison remained quiet, but he was smiling.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Tom said, astonished, while sitting on the grass again.

“I won!” Jacob yelled.

“Who’s she? I hooked up with…”

“Ex girlfriend, Tom. It’s not some random girl you hooked up with. She’s someone you remember very well,” Harrison said.

“So we’re talking about me, uh? Well, let’s see… is it Janine? We lasted two weeks, I wouldn’t be mad about her,” he shrugged. Harrison swallowed.

“It’s someone you would be mad about,” Jacob guessed. “And there’s just one person that you would be mad about”.

Tom’s eyes widened at the realization.

“He’s fucking dead”.

Two days after that conversation, here they were: the three of them were laying with their backs on the wall like they were sustaining it from falling down. Tom had threatened Oliver with a Dare to explain, mate?, but his answer was just an I’m sorry Tom, but she’s just your ex. I don’t have to ask for your permission. Or does this mean that you’re still not over her? So, since Tom values too much his pride, he said that he was over her and that Oliver was right, he didn’t have to ask for his permission. Oliver apologized for not telling him that before and then walked away, leaving Tom to smoke the whole pack of cigarettes. Tom was watching Oliver talking with Elizabeth, one of your friends, when he saw you and Zendaya arrive at the party. In his opinion, you were stunning. You immediately caught his gaze. You just never failed to amaze him, even after a year. His heart ached at the view, but it ached even more when you greeted Oliver. You gave him a kiss on his cheek, clenching your hand in a fist. It seemed like you were uncomfortable. So, he came up with a plan to save you.

“Wait for me here,” he said to his friends, then he walked fast to reach you. “Hey mate, happy birthday!” Tom said to Oliver, who hugged him.

“Thanks, Tom. I think that you already know Y/N, Lizzie and Z,” he said and you smiled along with your friends, even if you looked more surprised than happy.

“Of course, I do,” Tom said, looking directly at you. You looked down. “Could I please talk to Y/N? We haven’t been in touch for quite some time and I’d like to catch up with her,” he asked.

“Sure!” Oliver said, while Zendaya seemed looking at you with a concerned expression. You winked at her.

Tom made you move away from Oliver by brushing your back, walking to the next exit. He lowered his voice in order to talk with you only, speaking to your hear: “You look ravishing, darling”.

He noticed that you closed your eyes for a very long second, but you didn’t say a word about that.

“Are you here to show that you still own me or something?”

“I don’t own you, darling. You’re absolutely free to do anything you like,” he said, lighting a cigarette outside the building.

“Z said you wanted to quit smoking,” you said, furrowing your eyebrows.

“I only smoke before finals”.

“Finals were yesterday,” you replied.

“Are we here to talk about me or you? I noticed that you were uncomfortable with Oliver, but I thought that you were his girlfriend. Wouldn’t it be weird?”

You smirked.

“Oh, now I get it. You’re jealous”.

“Nah, If I’d be jealous, you would know, trust me,” Tom said, with a playful tone.

“What would you do?” You asked, curiousity eating you alive. You wanted to know so bad if he still had feelings for you.

“Don’t play with fire, darling. You’re gonna burn your pretty hands, otherwise,” he replied, running a finger over his lip. Shivers ran through your spine, but you hoped that Tom didn’t notice it.

“Don’t try to seduce me, Holland. You’re not gonna win this time,” you said, chuckling. “And for the record, we’re not dating. He’s just insistent,” you explained.

Tom looked inside and saw Oliver staring at the two of you. An idea came up into his mind and he couldn’t quite get rid of it. It was smart, but also terrifying. It was very dangerous, yet he had to try.

“We could be in a fake relationship. It could fool everyone,” he proposed.

You turned to look at him, astonished.

“Even after what happened?”

Tom’s eyes were locked with yours, but his facial muscles didn’t move at all. If he still was hurt by the reason that made you two break up, he didn’t show it to you.

“He’s coming here,” he said instead, glancing at Oliver.

“Tom, this is insane,” you kept going. “You said you couldn’t forgive me after…”

It happened all too fast. All the lights went out at the same time. Tom's lips were on yours in an instant. Everything was on fire, every inch of your body. Every cell your flash was made of exploded like a dying supernova. A moment later, someone snatched him from your hands, leaving you in the cold.

Oliver hit him. Tom laughed, nervously, but then he grabbed the collar of Oliver’s shirt and slammed him against the wall, angrily. You pounced on Tom, trying to pull him away from Oliver. At first, Tom looked at you confused, thinking that you just wanted to keep Oliver safe from him, but your eyes told him another story: you prevented him to be kicked out from the campus.

“I told you, you’d know,” he said, while wiping a trickle of blood from his mouth, pretending to be the tough guy he wasn’t.

“Guys, I think we should leave,” Jacob said, while Harrison was taking Tom away from Oliver by his arm.

“I thought we were friends, Tom,” Oliver said, an inch of hurting in his voice tone.

“That was before you came after the only thing I care about,” he said harshly. And then, he left with Harrison and Jacob.

That night, while Tom was cleaning himself of blood in the bathroom, Jacob was staring at him worried, while standing with one arm against the door jamb.

“You never told me what happened, you know, with Y/N last year. Haz doesn’t want to tell me, he thinks it’s up to you. You said that you were over her, but I don’t think you are, since what you did tonight,” he said. Tom kept wiping away the blood from his shirt, ignoring Jacob’s words. “Why have you broken up with her, Tom? It seems pretty obvious that you’re still in love with her”.

Tom gulped, while looking at himself in the mirror. He had tried to bury all of his memories deep down, but it seemed that now the demons wanted to come back and play with him once again. Maybe it had finally come the time to confront them.

When he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse: “Because she cheated on me”.

Read chapter 2 here!

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BL Tag Game

Tagged by my beloved wife @7nessasaryevils, thank you Nessie 🥰

I’ve done this tag game once before so I’m going to try for all different answers this time! Wish me luck.

All-Time Favourite BL Character and Why: This question trips me up every time because I love SO MANY characters, it’s impossible to pick a single one. So I’m gonna list my top three favourite protagonists since I often like protagonists a lot less than side characters so there’s less for me to choose from. In no particular order: Bunn from Manner of Death, Win from Cupid’s Last Wish, Tin/Tol from Triage, Pat/Pran from Bad Buddy. (Listen LISTEN, Bad Buddy and Triage are both shows with TWO protagonists, I don’t make the rules, this is totally not cheating.)

One Character You Want to Punt into the Stratosphere: Canon Gram from Not Me will forever reign supreme in this department. I haven’t really been keeping up with My Secret Love - I only made it four eps in before getting too bored and frustrated to continue - but from the start, I was really annoyed with Mek. Maybe he gets better after some ✨character development✨ but there were many times I wanted to punt him into the stratosphere in those first four eps.

Best Music Moment: Okay, I said I’d make my answers different this time but everytime I think “music moment”, my brain immediately jumps to Jaeyoung slow-mo walking in his leather jacket with the OST playing in the back. It’s too iconic. Nothing compares.

A Popular Het Text You'd Like To See As A BL: Hmm, this is a tricky one because I haven’t watched a ton of Western het romances. Probably something involving murder and/or mystery. I immediately think of Sherlock Holmes but that’s not a romance and it’s already heavily queercoded.

BL Scene that Makes Me Laugh: Every time Vice Versa references another BL, I giggle like a lunatic.

Biggest Disappointments: I feel like I should preface this by saying that the biggest disappointments for me aren’t necessarily shows that are bad, they’re just shows I had ridiculously high hopes and expectations for, which were not met. This is my nice way of saying that I was disappointed with Kinnporsche. I really loved the first half of the show but got really bored at the halfway mark. I’m glad other people enjoyed it and I really hope the industry shifts towards making more shows like this - higher budget, heavier in the plot department, diverse secondary genres, more murder - but admittedly I was pretty disappointed that it didn’t hold my attention in the second half because of how much I loved the start. Sorry, Nessie, please don’t divorce me ❤️

2 Random Characters That Would Make Hilarious Exes: Todd from Not Me with literally anyone. I just think he would be a hilariously petty ex and I wanna see it.

Best Wardrobe Moment (Character or Otherwise)? JAEYOUNG STROLLING UP TO SCHOOL IN A LEATHER JACKET. This isn’t necessarily a big Wow moment or anything, but I really like the clever usage of Talay’s relationship with the colour pink and the way it’s pointed out that he’s started wearing it, despite claiming that he hates the colour, because he’s falling in love and pink is the colour of love and that’s why he hates it and by the end of the show, he’s gonna be in love with Puen AND love AND the colour pink.

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the lift.

STEVE ROGERS. MARVEL. ┃ USEFUL LINKS.

❝ request by anon: Girl I love that we must watch all the same things because your masterlist is heaven!! I love all the characters lol Can I request an imagine for reader x Steve Rogers where the reader is an avenger but her and Bucky are super close where everyone thinks they’re together, but it’s platonic. Reader and Steve have massive crushes on each other, but are two idiots who don’t realize it. The team has to help hem figure it out?? Or you can switch them around it you want. I love Steve and Bucky equally 🤷‍♀️

❝ request by anon: Hey girl! Awww yah! Requests are open 🎉 Can I request something for Steve Rogers? Maybe a prompt of “You came to my room at 4am...to cuddle?" I’m a sucker for Steve so honestly anything you write is fine 😅

❝ words: about 1k.

❝ a / n: don’t forget to comment and reblog if you liked it, i’d really appreciate it!

“This is a bad idea, sir”.

The metallic voice from F.R.I.D.A.Y. speaks throughout the living room. Even she knows that locking you and Steven inside the lift isn't going to help you to realize what you feel for each other.

“Sh…” Stark utters before taking a sip from his glass of whisky.

All the Avengers are there. Natasha has made popcorn to share with Bruce, while Pepper is trying to persuade his husband to stop, asking Bucky for help. But he just shrugs in her direction.

“Do you have plans for tonight?” The captain asks resting his waist against the railing, placing his hands there too.

“Nope. I think I'm just… gonna order some food and have a quiet night”. You shake your head, holding a S.H.I.E.L.D. file closer to your chest. “Why? You have another option?”

“Nope”. He imitates you with a soft grimace, almost giggling. “Sounds good to me, ma'am”.

“Oh, so, will I be blessed with your presence, Capta—”.

You can't finish the joke when the lift shakes slightly by stopping. A loud roar turns the lights inside red. Steve walks to the control, hitting every button on it as if this gesture could make it work again. And you're starting to sweat. You have claustrophobia and suddenly these four walls feel too close to each other. Like, really close.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.?” He exclaims once and again before turning at you, hyperventilating sitting on the floor. “Hey, hey, hey! Are you okay?”

“I ca— I can't breathe, Steve”. You barely babble.

“Okay, okay, don't panic. It's okay”. Keeping as much calm as he can, the soldier removes the file from your hands to take off your jacket.

“Let the lift fall a little”. Tony casually pronounces the command to his A.I., making everyone in the room turn at him.

The lift falls a little. And the whole damn city can hear you screaming. Steve is on the verge of his nerves, standing up to try to force the doors and open them. You may be somewhere between the twentieth and the twenty-first floor. But they feel like both are hermetically closed.

“Hello? Anybody hear us?” The Captain screams from the bottom of his lungs, palming and hitting the walls.

“God, I'm gonna die”. You whisper in tears, causing your friend to kneel again close to you.

He doesn't doubt taking you into his strong arms, maneuvering to sit on the floor and put you onto his laps, tightly wrapping you against his chest. Steve rocks you, wanting you to calm down and to not think where you are, nor what's happening. He has protected and comforted you before, but this time where not even F.R.I.D.A.Y. is responding, you know it's the end. And you don't want to die in silence.

“I love you”. You sob, hiding your face under his jaw, gripping your fingers in his shirt.

He laughs quietly, leaving a kiss on top of your head. “I love you too”.

He hasn't understood you.

“I love you, Steve”. You repeat the confession. “I don't wan— wanna… die without telling you”.

“Don't be dramatic”. He scoffs, not replying to what you have just said.

Stark never thought it wouldn't happen this fast, but now, everybody is celebrating your revelation.

“Can you, for the love of God, take them out of there?" Pepper almost begs, knowing how bad do you feel in closed spaces.

“Just… one minute else”.

The excuse they gave you both was that they were training and minding their own business. But the A.I. is everywhere, so at least you don't believe them. And you can't stop thinking about what you told Steve. He hasn't acted weird after it, probably imagining it has been part of the moment. But it's not.

Getting up from your bed, not being able to sleep, you tour the long hallways to his dorm. Taking a deep breath as you notice the light under the door, you come closer to knock it. Walking inside and closing the room behind your back, you rest it against the iron door. The soldier is lying on his mattress, reading a book about Sherlock Holmes. But the story is left in the background when he raises his eyes towards you and a funny grimace appears on his face.

“You came to my room at fou—”.

“I was serious”. You interrupt him with a firm tone. Swallowing, you close your eyes to find the encouragement to repeat your words somehow. “I'm in love with you, Steve. Ever since”.

His gesture suddenly disappears, causing you to tremble a little. But before you can continue speaking, he tosses the sheets by his side over him to palm the bed. In silence, you walk straight to it slowly, hesitating. As soon as his arms can surround you, he pushes you onto his chest, tucking you there. He didn't believe the excuse Stark gave you either. It wasn't a coincidence.

“I love you too”. He whispers, not like a secret, but only wanting you to hear his —surprisedly— honeyed voice. “I can't even explain what you make me feel, but you complete me in the most perfect way. And I was good being your friend. I can't anymore now”.

Steve is aware he doesn't need vocal permission to kiss you, bringing his lips to yours. You don't hold back a soft sigh, leaving a hand on his chest and landing the other on his neck. At first, you don't have any rush. You take your time tasting each other's lips until he finds your tongue with his and something explodes within your guts. Soon the two of you are breathless, needed for more, pawing and exploring your anatomies under your clothes.

“I want to make you mine”. The soldier growls against your mouth, settling himself between your legs to shorten any kind of distance, losing the shame that still characterizes him sometimes.

“And, what are you waiting for, Captain?” You gasp tangling your fingers into the golden locks of hair.

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[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Kinktober 2021 Monster Fuckers Extravaganza

From October 1st until October 31st, I will be posting drabbles for this year's Kinktober celebration.

Some ground rules before we get started.

I will be tagging all my Kinktober stories as "lemon". If you are a minor DO NO INTERACT! Please, respect my blog and remember to block "lemon". I'm trying to keep this October safe and fun for everyone.

Send all request to my ask box. If it is sent as a submission or into my messages, I will not answer them.

Do not ask me if I got your request. Just assume I have I'll get to it when and if I can. If you message me multiple times asking about it, I will delete it.

If I do answer your request, please reblog and/or comment. It's just common courtesy. I'm not getting paid here. Your engagement is my payment.

And now for the fun stuff.

Step 1: Select a Character

Chose any from the following fandoms:

Star Wars (Original Trilogy, Prequel Trilogy, Sequel Trilogy, The Clone Wars, Rebels, Thrawn Trilogy, Rogue One, The Mandalorian)

Marvel/MCU

The Magnificent Seven

Star Trek: TOS/AOS

M*A*S*H

Any of My OCs

Anything else you've seen me reblog: Hammer Horror, ACD Sherlock, Good Omens, etc.

Step 2: Select Your Monster

Vampire AU

Werewolf AU

Dragon AU

Demon AU

Angel AU

Mermaid AU

Fae AU

Ghost AU

Alien AU

Shifter AU

Or any other kind of monster or supernatural being your heart desires; let's get weird

Step 3: Select a Sentence Prompt

“Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.“

“Aw, you’re so cute when you blush like that.”

“Aw, your legs are trembling~ does it feel that good?”

“Baby, it’s cold outside.”

“Bet I can make you come without ever touching you.”

“Can you guys just fuck already?”

“Car sex looks so much easier in the movies. “

"Catch me if you can!”

“Christ, put some clothes on!”

“Cum all over my face”

“Cum for me.”

“Did I just say that out loud?”

“Did you come inside?!”

“Do you like it? I put it on just for you.”

“Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?”

“Don’t treat me like a princess”

“Don’t argue. Just do it.”

“Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”

“Don’t talk, just spread your legs”

“Don’t you dare to pull out.”

“Don’t you know how to knock?!”

“Fine, but… only if we go slow, okay?”

“Finish inside me, I mean it.”

“First one to cum is the loser.”

“Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

“Here, let me show you how to do it.”

“Home is too far away. No one’s going to see us here.”

“How long do we have?”

“I can’t wait until we’re alone. There are so many things I want to do to you right now.”

“I could watch you ride me all day.”

“I don’t care about consequences.”

“I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”

“I don’t like the blindfold… I want to see you!”

“I like it when you touch me there.”

“I like your toys. Can I have them in me? ”

“I swear this was an accident!”

“I think you deserve a treat.”

“I want to see those pretty little lips wrapped around my cock.”

“I want you to fill me.”

“I wanna fuck you right up against the window.”

“If I’d known how much you liked to be watched I would’ve invited him/her/them sooner.”

“If we get caught, I’m blaming you”

“If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”

“Is this sofa strong enough for both of us?”

“I’ll call in sick again.”

“I’ll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud.”

“I’m gonna marry you just for doing that.”

“I’m in heat./ I’m horny. ”

“I’m not gonna stop leaving marks till I’m sure everyone will know you’re mine.”

“I’ve been thinking about doing this all day.”

“Just sit back and let me give you a show.”

“Keep doing that, and I’ll cum in no time”

“Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.”

“Leave your hand there, sweetheart, it feels good.”

“Let me show you why we should stay in bed. ”

“Let’s do it in the bathroom, you can be as messy as you want.”

“Let’s sneak in and do it there.”

“Lick it. Right there.”

“Looks like someone wants to be a dad/mom.”

“Make sure I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“My cum’s dripping out, let me push it back in you.”

“Oh, look who’s not wearing any underwear~”

“On all fours, right now!”

“Please tell me you got protection.”

“Please, let me taste you.”

“Please, ruin me.”

“Round 2, baby” (or any number, lol)

“Someone’s happy to see me.”

“Stop undressing me with your eyes and start using your teeth.”

“Swallow. All of it.”

“That is kinky even by my standards…”

“That position looks impossible enough, let’s try it.”

“That’s a nice way to start a day”

“That’s it, keep cumming.”

“They’re all watching the movie. They’re not even going to notice.”

“Three is not a crowd. Three is just a start.”

“WOAH- is that going to fit?”

“Were you just masturbating?”

“We’re already late… do you want to be more late?”

“We’re gonna need a bigger bed.”

“We’ve been doing it for three hours… How come you’re not tired?” (or any number, lol)

“What a nice little sound, I think I’ll bite there again.”

“What are you doing in my bed?!”

“What else are you hiding under there?”

“What if I want them to hear/see us?”

“What the fuck, that was amazing. Do it again.”

“Who cares if everyone’s watching?”

“You are better than any toy I’ve tried.”

“You look so hot when you dance.“

“You really do love drinking my cum, don’t you?”

"You saw me naked!”

“You taste so sweet/salty”

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

“Your head between my legs sounds good right now.”

“You’re bigger than I expected.”

“You’re cute when you’re worried.”

“You’re mine, and I don’t share.”

“You’re so cute when you’re all tied up and needy…..”

“You’re so flexible…”

“You’ve got too many clothes on.”

[Insert your own]

Step 4: Send Me My Ask Box

Please remember to specify that your ask if for Kinktober

Step 5: Profit

Happy Halloween Everybody. ;)

[1lostone]

ao3 stats meme

thanks so much for the tag @gracerene09

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

121 

2. What's your current AO3 wordcount?

2,055,131

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Um.....  20, although I have a few things I’ve never published in small fandoms (The Black Tapes Podcast) and not so small fandoms (Hunger Games) 

Published: The Walking Dead, Star Trek, Teen Wolf, Star Trek RPF, Ugly Betty, Sherlock, Inception, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, House M.D., Marvel, AO3 Abuse, X-Men, The OA , CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, The Long Dark (Video Game), Dragonriders of Pern - Anne McCaffrey, Stranger Things 

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Hey There, Little Red (5696) Teen Wolf

Nowhere Man (5628) Teen Wolf

Love the One You’re With (4851) Star Trek AOS

Five Times Stiles Needed a Crash Course on Wolfy Behavior and One Time He Figured Shit Out. (3206) Teen Wolf

What The Moon Showed Me (3206) Teen Wolf

5. What are your top 5 fics by hits? 

  Nowhere Man (222,990) Teen Wolf

Hey There, Little Red (210,147) Teen Wolf

Love the One You’re With (109,625) Star Trek AOS

What The Water Gave Me (66,720) Teen Wolf

in the bed where you lie (66,405) The Walking Dead

6. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always. It might take me a bit to get to them, but I always respond. Often, they’re little bits of joy in a usually hectic day. 

7. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Hm. I’m kind of a giant nerd for happy endings. Angstiest would probably be Thistle and Weeds, a Rickyl fic. 

8. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've ever written?

Not usually. My crossovers tend to be within the same ‘verse. I wrote one where Kirk and Spock from TOS met Kirk and Spock from AOS and several fics where Clementine from TWD Video Games meets Rick, Daryl ... and especially Carl. :D 

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yep. 

10. Do you write smut?

Definitely, yep. I would say mostly smut. 

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Sadly, yes. A few times. 

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Sure have a few times! It’s fun! 

13. What's your all time favorite ship?

Oy. That’s really hard to pick just one. I’d probably say Sterek. Or Kirk/Spock. Or Rickyl. Or Drarry!  GAH.

14. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Ever? Star Trek

15. What's your favorite fic you've written?

in the bed is the one I’m the most proud of. It’s probably too long. Okay, it’s definitely too long. But I think it’s some of my absolute best writing. 

Tagging (if ya wanna):  @twdobsessive @moitmiller @mojoflower

[howdoyousleep3]

Kinktober, 10/21: Phone Sex

Jesus Christ it is done. Take it. I can’t look at it anymore. I had many people help me with this one. All my love to @musette22, @rainbowsandcoconut, and Max (who I won’t tag for fear of him getting even the teensiest bit horny when he should be resting up instead) for hype and characterization and @maddiewritesstucky for the constant hype. 

I am nervous. This is different. I’ve never done this. I chose to do only dialogue because, as @sheetsforwhichimmade so lovingly pointed out — “You don’t make life easy for yourself do you?” 🙃😅 Hope you love. 💕

Pairing: Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan Tags: Phone Sex, Established Relationship, Long Distance Relationship, Dirty Talk, Light Feminization, Mutual Masturbation  

“Hello?”

“Hey… hi.”

“Hi sweetheart, what’re you… what time is it there? You okay?”

“Mhmm fine yeah. S’about 11:30 at night.”

“You’re okay?”

“Chris, yeah m’fine, I’m… m’more than fine.”

“Are you now? Why’s that?”

“Don’t… nothin’, it’s nothin’, just… just maybe have been… drinkin’…”

“Ohh, s’that it?”

“Mhmm…”

“You think I don’t know when you’ve been drinking? You think I don’t know when my baby’s been drinkin’?”

“Don’t ‘baby’ me. You don’t know a damn thing, Evans.”

“Ohh, I think I do, baby. Listen to that giggle! You can’t even stop it.”

“Quit! I’m… m’not easy, I’m—”

“Can read you like a book, what’s it been, huh? Ninety seconds? Ninety seconds and I know for a fact you’re drinkin’ red wine?”

“Chris, how…! No, no. I will not give you the satisfaction. S’my choice, my drink. Stop laughing!”

“Don’t… don’t you pout on me, don’t go sad, sweetheart. Would never try and stop you, of course it’s your choice. I know you, is all. Your voice goin’ all low and sweet, slow and quiet.”

“Mmm…”

“That’s your red wine voice. What are you, about a bottle deep?”

“… I’m hanging up.”

“No, Seb! Baby, don’t be mean. Should be flattered I know you so well.”

“Hmm, a blessing and a curse.”

“Not sure you have many examples of that there curse but it’s fine, it’s fine. It’s just…”

“Just what?”

“Seb, honey—you know what happens when you drink red wine…”

“Mmm, I don’t think I do know. Why don’t you tell me, baby?”

“Look at you… okay. I’ll play. Your voice is all hot, it’s right before bed, you’re callin’ me, you’ve been drinking red wine. I know it’s not tequila because, while one of your favorites, it does not get you calm; you turn into a loud happy little thing when you’ve got tequila in your system.”

“When’d you turn into some sort’a Sherlock Holmes?”

“Why’d you call me, Sebastian?”

“I… missed… I missed you is all. Can’t a guy call his boyfriend when he’s missin’ him?”

“A’course you can, baby. You’re doin’ more than missing me though, aren’t you?”

“I…”

“Hmm…?”

“You…! There have been so many fucking times you’ve called me while drunk on Heineken wanting me to—”

“Seb, honey… baby, shh. That feistiness is the red wine talkin’. You can call me whenever you want for… whatever you need. I just wanna hear you say it, c’mon. We both know what this is, why you’re callin’.”

“Don’t… I don’t have a reason.” 

“No? You don’t get more than a little hot and bothered when you drink red wine? A bit needy?” 

“Chris…” 

“C’mon, Seb— you callin’ me ‘cause you’re hard?” 

“I’m… ngh maybe…” 

“Yeah? C’mon, Sebastian. Tell me.” 

“Baby don’t… god I hate how that voice makes me just… do things.” 

“What voice?” 

“Right, like you don’t know. I may have a red wine voice but you… you gotta horny voice, a hot voice.” 

“Do I now? S’it helpin’ you? Is it what you want?” 

“S’always what I want…”

“Atta boy, there you go. Let’s try again— why’d you call me, Sebastian?” 

“M’hard and I… I miss you.” 

“God, love when you call me when you get like this. Miss you too, sweetheart. You in bed?” 

“Mmm, mhmm yeah. S’a bit empty. Wish you were here to take up space and hog the blanket.” 

“I’d give anything to come be your blanket hog. You naked?” 

“God… yeah yeah’m… m’naked.” 

“S’my favorite version’a you. So fuckin’ pretty, should never wear clothes.” 

“Ngh, Chris…”

“Ohh already, baby? You already there?” 

“No, not close, not—“

“No, Seb— not close to coming. You know what else happens when you drink red wine? Know you know…” 

“I… I can’t really think right now, Chris. I’m busy doing—“

“You get sweet. You love bein’ pretty and sweet for me when you are this far gone, ain’t that right, kitten?”

“Fucking hell.”

“Tell me I’m right.”  

“A’course you’re right, I… I don’know why I get this way, but I do. Maybe it’s you.”

“There’s no need to pout, sugar. Love you no matter what version’a you I get. It’s just how you are when you get to sippin’ on wine—you get needier.”

“Mhmm, I do. I miss you.”

“Miss you too, baby. Know you’d be all up in my neck right now, can practically feel your tongue on my ear. Fuck, can’t wait to get my hands on you. Tell me what you’re doin’, what’dya look like?”

“Y’know what I look like…”

“Tell me anyway, pretty.”

“Oh I’m… m’on my back, flat. Got my hand on my chest, I’m—”

“You givin’ yourself those soft touches? Yeah?”

“You’re proud’a yourself for knowin’ that, can hear your smile. Makes me even harder…”

“Jesus… c’mon don’t distract me, I know what I want and that’s you to tell me what you’re doin’.”

“I’m… m’so hard.”

“Don’t need to whisper it, honey—I know. You been touchin’ yourself?”

“No, I… m’waiting.”

“Oh, Sebastian. What a good boy…”

“Chris, tell me… tell me what to do, please I’m—”

“Oh, sugar never have to beg. Sound sweet as fuck doin’ it but don’t have to; y’know I’ll give you anything you want. Wet your finger, get that thumb and another one in your mouth, don’t—Baby, don’t you get carried away. Don’t get distracted the second somethin’ gets in your mouth.”

“But I—”

“Put those fingers on your nipple, give it a good swirl, yeah. When you pinch, pinch lightly, light. Just—there it is, just like that. Know that noise. How’s that feel?”

“More… want more.”

“So greedy. Bet you’re leakin’, bet you’re so wet. That pretty dick all wet?”

“God… could listen to you… yeah yeah it’s wet I’m… m’so wet.”

“Yeah you are, know you are. Touchin’ those pretty nipples makes you drip, sweetheart. Listen to you…”

“Want… are you hard?”

“Am I hard? Sebastian, of course I am, are you fuckin’ kidding me? You call me all needy and touchin’ yourself and you don’t think I’m gonna get hard? Baby, I’m achin’.”

“Wan’it.”

“Mmm, want what? Huh?”

“Chris want… fuck, want you, want your… your cock.”

“Goddamnit… fuck, you ready to put a hand on yourself? S’that what you need?”

“Please… yeah, please please I—”

“Go on, baby go on. Get yourself all wet, spread it around. God, listen to you. Feel good?”

“God mhmm, yeah it… it does it… so fuckin’ good. Tell me what you look like, what… what your hand looks like on yourself.”

“Shit, how’d you know?”

“You may know my red wine voice, but I know your fist-fucking voice.”

“God, I love you.”

“Mmm… love you. Tell me, please...”

“Fuck, m’so hard, Seb. On the couch, a hand on myself, loose. I’m thinkin’ about how pretty you’d look here between my legs, would fit real well.”

“Ohh… that’s exactly where I wanna be right now. Wouldn’t even ask you to stop, would just wanna get my mouth on your balls, wanna make it sloppy.”

“Jesus, I love it when you drink red wine. What else you want? What else you wanna do while you’re down there?”

“I just… fuck, Chris I just miss you in my mouth. I miss how… how big you feel on my tongue, how you fill my throat right up. Wanna be good for you, wanna choke on it.”

“God, Sebastian you’re so good, so fuckin’ good. Nothin’ better than your mouth on me, ngh.”

“I… I can think of something else that may be… be better…”

“Oh my, listen to that voice, the way you couldn’t even say it without moanin’. I think I might… s’it what I think it is?”

“Mmm, maybe…”

“Don’t tease me, baby. Don’t be coy.”

“Want…want your mouth on me.”

“Fuck, you’re hungry for that aren’t you? Yeah? Jerk yourself off a bit faster, Seb, a bit more. There you go, sweetheart. Tell me more about my mouth on you. Are you…?”

“Mhmm, yeah yeah. Just miss your fuckin’ mouth, ngh. Miss how… miss how you eat me out, y’so good at it, Chris. Don’t even fucking care, don’t hold back, eat my pu—oh.”

“Mmph, Sebastian. You feelin’…fuck, you feelin’ extra sweet?”

“Chris…”

“C’mon. M’hard god, baby I’m so hard for you. You wanna hear it? You wanna hear me, wanna hear my hand on my cock?”

“Oh fuck… don’t…! God, you just spit in your hand, didn’t you? Fuck.”

“Without your mouth I gotta make do. Listen, Sebastian—listen.”

“Jesus…!”

“S’wet, ain’t it? So hard, my hand is so tight, so good. Sounds like…”

“Oh god yeah, say it.”

“Sounds like your pussy.”

“Oh… oh please, oh—!”

“Fuck yeah, y’love it don’t you, princess?”

“Oh Chris, don’t… don’t do that. Don’t…ngh, ngh. Can I… I want tighter.”

“Yeah, sweetheart give yourself what you want. You’re close, I can hear it. You don’t want this often; let yourself enjoy it, come on.”

“Oh, m’close. I’m close, baby please…”

“God, wish it was that pussy eatin’ me right up instead’a my fist. D’have to spend such a… such a good amount’a time openin’ that pussy up to take me, wouldn’t I, sugar?”

“Fuck yeah you would, such a fat fuckin’ cock. God, I wan’it, Chris I miss it. Your mouth on my… on my pussy. Your fingers. You know how I like it; make it hurt a bit. Wanna feel you for days.”

“Jesus Christ, I’m close. M’close, Seb. You close? Talkin’ about your pussy is gonna get me there, talkin’ about taking just… takin’ hours gettin’ you ready is gonna make me come.”

“Yeah yeah I’m… m’close. Chris…”

“Yeah, you gonna come thinkin’ about how that pussy feels when it’s bein’ stuffed? When it’s bein’ fucked? God…”

“Know that voice. Tug on your balls, give… give ‘em a good squeeze—”

“Fuck, Seb oh—”

“I’m gonna come, make me come, Chris please…!”

“Come, baby come on, give it to me. Come with me oh, Seb baby m’comin’, fuck…!”

“Oh…! Oh god, oh…!”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Sebastian goddamnit nothin’… nothin’ better than hearin’ you come, fuck.”

“Chris… oh, Chris…”

“Yeah, baby yeah, get it all, make it count, long strokes.”

“Fuck, yeah yeah, so good, oh.”

“S’my boy, listen to that, oh. So fuckin’ hot.”

“S’good, so good, ngh love it, oh…”

“Mmm yeah, honey love it. God, m’so… god I made such a mess, sweetheart, oh.”

“Love…mmm love when you get the giggles after an orgasm, just… you’re just the best, god I love you.”

“Love you more. God, I needed that little afternoon delight. How’d you know?”

“Red wine brain knows everything.”

“Hmm, that voice, know that voice too. You’re about to crash. Y’get so sleepy after you come.”

“S’the red wine. Maybe. Hmph. M’messy now too.”

“Mmm, you should send me a picture’a that.”

”Christopher, it hasn’t even been five minutes after we’ve come and you wanna go again?”

“Not… not again! Just… it’s been a while, I don’t know. Gimme a little extra for later.”

“Anything for you.”

“Don’t be dramatic, don’t waste what energy you have left. You should head to bed soon. You gonna go clean off?”

“Mhmm. When do I get to see you next? Next week?”

“Yeah... yeah next Thursday, sweetheart. God, can’t wait to see you. Wish I could just stay the whole time you’re there.”

“Would love that. Love you.”

“I love you too, Seb. Wake up. Go get cleaned off. But not before you take a picture of your mess.”

“A teenager is what you are.”

“You love it. I’ll talk to you later, okay? Hope you sleep well, baby. Sweet dreams.”

“M’kay, goodnight. Bye.”

“Bye.”

[1mlostnow]

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠!

Hello! I’m Evan and this is my intro post (the third one, I redo them a lot).

[spotify] [poetry insta] [wall of text] [tone tag list]

I’m a guy, I use he/him, and I’m queer :3

I am a minor!!! Anyone can interact but I’d prefer that if you’re 18+ you don’t do asks or DM me.

EvanRadio : @evan-radio - Tune in!! ★

Writing and poetry : @1mfoundnow

House MD ask blog (Stevie) : @head-of-forensics

House MD ask blog (Gabi) : @plastic-surgeon-gabi

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Some basic information ⇨

Blue text is primary information or things I’d like to bring attention to, highlighted headers refer to the entire section (ie : My Resume)

I absolutely love nicknames, you can call me Ev or something completely different.

Obviously no discrimination of any kind, cringe culture is dead and I’d love to learn more about anything you know about.

Please please please interact. Feel free to do asks do anons reply to my posts, anything really. For the most part I’d prefer if you didn’t DM me just because those situations tend to be uncomfortable for me, but if you really want to, go ahead

ALSO I don’t get out a lot and I love interacting with people :))

If you wanna read any of my writing/poetry, it’s posted on my IG which is the same as my tumblr :333

I love my mutuals to death and I mean it when I say you’re my friends ♡︎

I do appreciate it if you could use tone indicators with me, but you don’t have to!

Uhh some assorted facts -> mbti : intj-t, I’m a Leo (idk the sun and moon stuff), I’m from America, more specifically the Midwest (CDT time zone)

Typically online from 8AM-1AM CDT but this fluctuates and will change soon.

My Resume ⇨

★ CEO of Losers Inc.

★ Weird kid since day 1

★ I’m a professional ghostbuster

★ Supervillain (for the outfits)

★ Midwestern Cowboy (fun, not cop)

★ OG test subject (I was in a jar with sticks and leaves and a few holes in the lid)

EvanRadio Tunes ⇨

AJJ, Arctic Monkeys, boygenius, Bright Eyes, Bug Hunter, Cage The Elephant, Car Seat Headrest, Crywank, David Bowie, girl in red, Gorillaz, Green Day, Hospital Bracelet, ICP, Lemon Demon, Lord Huron, Los Campesinos!, Modern Baseball, MCR, Pat The Bunny, Radiohead, Rex Orange County, Ricky Montgomery, Tally Hall, Tame Impala, TFB, The Lumineers, The Neighborhood, The Smiths, The Velvet Underground, TV Girl, Vundabar, Weezer, Will Wood, Will Wood and The Tapeworms, Wingnut Dishwashers Union, and more.

A Guide To Tags ⇨

#evan speaks -> I am very chatty. I love to talk. One day I’ll drop the 50 random drafts // #evan rants -> I love to talk about things that upset me. This will often be politics but it varies // #evan draws -> my art!! I draw and do digital art // #evan writes -> self explanatory, I write some stuff. I post it on my ig too if you wanna see that, it’s the same as my tumblr // #evan can’t vote -> strictly for politics, I am a minor but i encourage everyone to vote if they can // #i love my mutuals -> I love my mutuals :3

Hobbies ⇨

★ I occasionally crochet

★ I love to read and write

★ I play the alto sax in marching band

★ I love art

★ Music <333

Shows and movies ⇨

Supernatural, Sherlock, House MD, Dead Poets Society, My Babysitters A Vampire, Ghostbusters, Velvet Goldmine, The Truman Show, Goonies, Stand By Me, Scooby Doo, Homestuck, Hannibal, Saw, Good Omens, IT 2017, Over The Garden Wall, and more.

Kinnie List ⇨

★ Sherlock Holmes -> Sherlock

★ Castiel -> Supernatural

★ Steven Meeks -> DPS

★ Richie Tozier -> IT 2017

★ Teddy Duchamp -> Stand By Me

★ Truman Burbank -> The Truman Show

★ Egon Spengler -> Ghostbusters

★ Rory Keaner -> MBAV

Primary Fandoms ⇨

Supernatural, DPS, Sherlock, Homestuck, House MD, Ghostbusters

Some other facts ⇨

- I love my car #TOMATER supremacy

- I like to do little drawings sometimes, especially of my mutuals

- Once again I love my mutuals so much

- Richard Cameron Defender for life

- I change my blog theme frequently

- I have adhd

- if u ever draw anything for me I’ll love u forever

- THE MAN WHO WOULD BE KING (6x20) IS THE BEST SPN EPISODE AND YOU CAN FIGHT ME ON IT

- I have a tendency to see notifs and forget to reply so if that happens just @ me, I promise I’m not ignoring you

Drawings from ping!! ⇧

Drawings from me ⇩

A note ⇨

Intro post will likely be edited often as well :))

Dead Poets Society ⇨

@pingunaa @ghostboyhood @wordssricochet @meekspeaks @lv3buzzz @yourfavvgal @poetsinnyc @apparitiongnostic @asclexe @lefthandedspaghetti @midwest-quill @notcatseatheadrest @wilsons-three-legged-siamese @de4d-poet-kisser @alightelixe

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧, 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

[bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher]

Pick Your Poison

the boys get high together - fluff ensues

WE’RE GETTING INTO THE SPIRIT OF HALLOWEEN, FAM, SO YOU’D BETTER LEAVE ME SOME TREATS IN THE COMMENTS/TAGS

tw: drug use, drug mention, it’s just weed tho

thank you @anxiousbard for the inspiring conversation <3 love you

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“Wanna go out tonight?” Jaskier asks, glancing towards his roommate. Geralt is sprawled along the length of their shared IKEA futon, one elbow propped up to support his head where it leans against his hand. The curtain of his white hair shakes back and forth as he gives Jaskier a silent ‘no’.

“New scary moves on Netflix,” is all the older man offers in consolation. 

“Oh! Which ones?” Jaskier inquires, coming around the side of the futon to sit on the wooden arm-support. “I’m a sucker for the bad shit.”

“Friday the 13th, all the originals,” Geralt lists. “Halloween I and Halloween II. I think there were also some sci-fi movies and some paranormal stuff. Oh, and Hellraiser.”

“All the Hellraiser movies or just the first one?”

“Uh...the first six, it looks like,” his roomie answers, scrolling down the list with the remote. “Oh fuck they even have the straight-to-DVD one from like 2005 on here.”

“Damn,” Jaskier slides onto the couch beside Geralt, his plans to leave the apartment totally forgotten in the face of shitty horror movies. “Let me put on some pajama pants and make some popcorn so we can watch this beautiful disaster together.”

“Have you seen it?” Geralt asks, glancing up at Jaskier. 

“No, but it was a horror movie made in 2005 and the description includes the word cyber so I’m already lowering my expectations,” the music teacher states, standing and stretching. “Be right back, darling.”

“Hmm.”

Jaskier dips from the room and when he returns he’s wearing a pair of bright pink Tinkerbell-print pajama shorts (the ones he had proudly brought home from a Jo-Anne Fabric’s “Basics of Sewing” class) and carrying an unfamiliar wooden box.

“What’s that?” Geralt asks, pointing. The younger man blushes and shrugs. 

“I didn’t think you’d mind if I smoked a little before we watched the movie? You’re welcome to join me, of course.”

Jaskier had been offering to get his freakishly gorgeous roommate and ill-begotten crush high for months now, ever since it had been legalized, but Geralt just didn’t seem that interested. Tonight, however, the snowy head nods in affirmation. “Never tried it before. Nothing to do tomorrow. Might as well, if that’s cool?”

“Yeah, of course. I’m happy to smoke you down.”

So Jaskier packs his favorite, fanciest pipe and teaches Geralt how to inhale. He also watches him nearly die after his first big hit. The young music teacher laughs and claps his friend on the shoulder firmly, stating: “You’ve gotta cough to get off!”

Geralt’s face goes even pinker than it was after his coughing-fit recovery. “Wh-What?”

“If you want to get high really fast then you have to take fat rips,” Jaskier explains, puffing on the long, curved pipe like he’s Sherlock motherfucking Holmes. “You must cough, therefore, to getteth off.”

“Fuckin’ weirdo,” Geralt mutters. But his posture is already more relaxed and his tone is already more playful. Oh yes, Jaskier thinks, emptying the ash and packing it up again. This is going to be a great night.

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“What the fuck is this kid doing?” Geralt wheezes, tears streaming down his face as he bursts out into another loud peal of laughter. The ‘joth’ (goth jock) on screen, Mike, is experiencing perhaps the worst make-out session in the history of cinematography and neither man can keep it together on the futon. “Wh-Wh-Why!?”

“I couldn’t honestly tell you,” Jaskier replies, giggling madly. He reaches forward and picks up the pipe. He’s about to take another hit when Geralt stops him. “You wanna go first?”

“No,” Geralt says, still smiling goofily. “I just wanted to tell you that I like you.”

“Huh?”

“I like you.”

“And you chose this moment, as we smoke weed on our shitty couch and watch a young and underpaid actor say ‘rawr’ in all seriousness, to tell me that you like me?”

Geralt tilts his head to the side like a confused puppy and Jaskier’s heart goes to mush in his chest. “Yes? Did I do it wrong?”

“No,” Jaskier smiles, leaning closer to his roommate. “I like you too, by the way.”

“Oh thank goodness,” Geralt sighs. He tosses one of his tree-branch sized arms around Jaskier’s waist, hauling the younger man up the length of the futon and into his lap. He nuzzles down against the top of Jaskier’s head and squeezes the surprised music teacher into a tight hug. “Let’s be boyfriends.”

It’s all moving incredibly fast but Jaskier understands. Geralt is an ‘all or nothing’ kind of guy and he’d needed the high to lose his fear of failure. He’d needed Jaskier to get to Jaskier. How adorable.

“Okay. Will you remember all of this when you’re sober?”

“Mhm. Just...nervous.”

“You thought I’d want to move out?”

“Mhm.”

“Well I’m not moving out now,” Jaskier says. “I live with my insanely hot boyfriend.”

“Insanely hot?” Geralt blushes. On the screen, Mike is being impaled. Jaskier ignores it completely, brushing noses with his newly-minted boyfriend instead. “You really think so?”

“Oh yeah,” Jaskier nods, relaxing into Geralt’s strong arms. “Now, let’s finish this horrible movie, shall we?”

“Mhm. I hope there’s a shitty twist ending.”

“Oh babe,” the blue-eyed man agrees, “Me too.”

[tanktop-lou]

Tag 9 people to learn more about their interests!

Thanks for the tag @counttoinfinityy @iicflicker @farawaytatmybeloved @whaleharry I know it took too long but here I am🌷

MUSIC

fav genre? almost every kind of rock (punk/heavily/indie/pop ecc) so yeah rock in general

fav artist? louis right now

fav song? that's impossible, I can't choose I love a lot of songs and my fave always changes

most listened song recently? the outside by twenty one pilots

song currently stuck in your head? revolution by elias (yeah that's the song of young royals and it plays 24/7 in my head)

5 fav lyrics? This is tough, I'll try (some are pretty old but they still mean a lot to me)

I don't want to die/I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all (Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen)

Do you ever wanna run away?/Do you lock yourself in your room/With the radio on turned up so loud/That no one hears you're screaming? (Welcome to my life by Simple Plan)

Put a price on emotion/I'm looking for something to buy (Fine line by Harry Styles)

It's been a minute since I called you/Just to hear the answerphone/Yeah, I know that you won't get this/But I'll leave a message so I'm not alone/This morning I woke up still dreaming/With memories playing through my head/You'll never know how much I miss you/The day that they took you, I wish it was me instead (Two of us by Louis Tomlinson)

'Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind (Migraine by Twenty one pilots)

radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume I slow or fast songs | music video or lyrics video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on (I don't ever drive in silence, I drive to silent to music basically)

BOOKS (and fanfictions because I read them a lot more then books)

fav book genre? mystery, thriller, fiction, romance

fav writer? Dan Brown

fav book? Can't choose, so 'The Nonexistent Knight' by Italo Calvino, 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen, 'The Lost Symbol' by Dan Brown

fav book series? percy jackson of course <3

comfort book? all fanfictions, they are my comfort

perfect book to read on a rainy day? 'Inferno' by Dan Brown

fav characters? Annabeth Chase (such a badass)

5 quotes from your fav book that you know by heart? don't know any, I wish I was like a lot of people who remember these things

hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | reading at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or reading in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator  | realism or fantasy (both sorry) | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by the summary | rereading or reading just once

TV AND MOVIES

fav tv/movie genre? romance, fantasy

fav movie? I have too many... Mulan is a fave

comfort movie? 13 going on 30

movie you watch every year? the holiday (it's tradition every Christmas)

fav tv show? young royals (new fave i'm in love with it), brooklyn 99, money heist, friends, the good place, shadowhunters, doctor who, black mirror, sherlock

comfort tv show? brooklyn 99 or friends

most rewatched tv show? teen wolf and pretty little liars

ultimate otp? Jake and Amy (brooklyn 99), Magnus and Alec (Shadowhunters), Simon and Wilhelm (Young Royals)

5 fav characters?

Simon (young royals)

Holt (brooklyn 99)

Sherlock (sherlock)

Stiles (teen wolf)

Tahani (the good place)

tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons(22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging (lol I wish I had the patience for one episode a week) |one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off (because I always watch it in the original language) | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online

Tagging (if you haven't already and you want to) @holyshit @sunsmile-lou @gettingdizzyoh @thosefookinavacados @hearyouhowling @kiwikiwiandkiwi @princess-lou @longhairlouis-mybeloved @avocadolouis28

[naviation-xx]

In the (mostly unironic) spirit of V-Day, I present to you:

*drumroll please*

*For this weekend only (friday, feb 12 2021 to sunday feb 14, 2021 IST)*

1. Pink Heart 💖

I’ll make you a customised 7 song playlist (cuz 7 is the strongest magical number ofc) on how you are feeling in regards to Valentine’s (fluffy, angsty or whatever)

The songs will mainly be in English but I might include other languages (let me know your preferences if you’re averse to that. And if you don’t want English, I can do Hindi and Punjabi for you too!)

Requirements:

The more specific you are when you describe your feelings, the more it will help me!

If you want it to be based on your music taste, send me your fav musicians and I’ll try to match the vibe

Something- anything about you (the more random the more perfect)

Anything else you wanna share

Also lmk if you have a problem with the song being explicit (especially if you want a heartach-y) playlist

2. Purple Heart 💜

Quite similar to the “pink heart” one, I’d recommend a (few) book(s) to you based on what you feel like reading atm

Romance will definitely be featured in these books (And if you do not want to read a romance-heavy book, please mention that and I’ll suggest something where romance is there but is not the “main” thing)

The language of the recs will be English

Requirements:

Be specific in your feelings please

Tell me what sort of a book you feel like reading atm

Tell me if you want a ya/ new adult/ adult book/ either of these

Something- anything about you 

Anything else you want to share

PS - If you are on goodreads and want to connect with me there, lmk :D

3. Blue Heart 💙

We can play fmk/ wyr (you can send me or i can send you or both!)

Rules:

If any question makes either of us uncomfortable, we won’t answer that question. A do-over question could be sent, if asked for!

The fmk options will be celebrities or fictional people only (my fandoms are mentioned below)

Requirements:

Your sexuality (if you don’t want to mention it, that’s alright but then I will probably send you a combination of men and women and enbies!)

What fandoms are you a part of?

4. Green Heart 💚

I’ll send you bad (mainly cheesy) pick-up lines in your askbox every day for a week!

Rules: I’ll keep it sfw (or new adult, at best!- but i’ll definitely keep it age-appropriate hehe)

5. Black Heart 🖤

(Requirements:) Send me a sentence and I’ll write a fic (around a 100 words long) based on it

Romance will definitely feature in that fic!

Rules:

Unless you use specific character names, I’ll assume that person A and person B are original characters (fandoms are mentioned below)

I won’t do smut for this sleepover

You may specify what sort of a fic you want or whatever else, and I’ll try to cover as many of those points as I can

Please be patient when it comes to answers to all of these because unfortunately, life gets in the way.

And also, you can include whatever else you want when you send in the ask!

Fandoms I’ll Cover in this Sleepover:

1. Harry Potter (marauders era and the book years)

2. MCU 

3. Love, Victor (the whole Simonverse tbh except The Upside of Unrequited)

4. BBC Sherlock

5. Fleabag

6. Brooklyn Nine-Nine

7. Schitt’s Creek

tagging (bugging): @alienalgae​ @the-once-and-future-what​ @just-a-belgian-girl​ @ghosts-of-hogwarts​ @blue-writes-things​ @comradesalazar​ @kitchaosdoodle​ @dakumarauder​ @chedda-fo-eva​

[briars-glenn]

Get to know me better, I guess?

rules: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to know better!

tagged by @ocheeva

nickname:

Briar, which seems a bit redundant but eh

pronouns:

she/they

star sign:

Libra, as I’m sure many could “guess” (whenever someone asks they usually go “that’s what I thought”)

height:

5′3 aka 161cm

time currently:

6:50 pm PST

birthday:

10/10, that’s right I was born perfect

favorite bands/groups:

Ok, listen, I love music and I could go on and on so I’ll just list my last few played.

1975, Mother Mother, Fall Out Boy, Nothing But Thieves, Panic! At The Disco, 5 Seconds of Summer, Paramore, Hey Violet, BTS (No I don’t stan, I just like their music), BLACKPINK.

favorite solo artists:

Really? Ok you asked:

Etta James, Louis Armstrong, Cab Calloway, Lizzo, Beyonce, Ariana Grande, Halsey, Megan Thee Stallion, Estelle, Erykah Badu, Mitski, Jessi, Ke$ha, Cardi B, Doja Cat, P!nk.

you thought I was joking didn’t you?

song stuck in your head:

none rn, but just wait 10 min

last movie watched:

Strange Magic (2015) its so good, y’all should watch it fr

last show you binged:

Peaky Blinders (honestly I’m only watching for Alfie, I’m so glad he came back 😍)

when you created your blog:

May 10th will be 8 years (Holy shit!!) on this hellsite (affectionate).

last thing you googled:

the year Strange Magic came out

other blogs:

I have a blog to chronicle my 2014 trip to Europe as a 16yo high-schooler @briars-europe​

why you chose your url:

this is my glen where I curate my online experience, and the proper glen was taken at the time so theres 2 n’s cause I’m not creative

do you get asks:

no bc I am smol and any anons get eaten by the code immediately

how many people are you following:

470, but like half are inactive now and I’m too lazy to weed them out.

how many followers do you have:

like two-hundr.....417???? Where the fuck did all of you come from??

average hours of sleep:

*presses my palms together in front of my mouth* sooo, anywhere between 4 min hours and 10 hours? idk man I’ve got so many things that fuck with that on top of being a senior uni student.

lucky number:

??? Idk, 10? Evens tend to treat me well

instruments:

Absolutely none! i have -190/10 hand-eye coordination, so yeah. I did “sing“ in choir though. (I say “sing” bc I can’t read music well and only ever copied/”mockingbird-ed”)

what I’m currently wearing:

legit? a Seattle sweatshirt from an old roommie, grey joggers, gay (rainbow) socks and my blue-light glasses cause I’ve been in class for-fucking-ever today

dream job:

Can I get paid to just travel? Like I just go around the world and just like talk to people and experience perspectives that are different to mine and maybe focus on history/the food systems of a place? Idk what you’d call that job but I want it.

dream trip:

I’d visit my grandmother’s ancestral home(s) in Ireland with her. (somewhere in County Kerry or Cork I think, in the south)

favorite food:

Chocolate, specifically milk/semi-sweet

favorite song:

I thought we’d talked about this

top 3 fictional universes you’d like to live in:

Oooh, this is gonna be hard to pick,

Doctor Who (It’s so similar so its a easier transition), Sherlock Holmes universe (ACD version or maybe the Jeremy Brett style, NOT Bendifart Cuccumbersnatch’s as much as I enjoyed watching it with Jet), and finally, I gotta circle around to Strange Magic, just cause I wanna be a fae with pretty wings too.

TAGGING:  Listen, I’m tagging 5 people and that's it. @erdsthenerds @the--queen-of-hell @biisalvatore @aconissa​ @achievebisexuality​ @superbcandyangel

[postmodern-blues]

first listen to rhys and ianto’s excellent barbecue: a saga

I’m just gonna put all my thoughts in order while I listen to this audio and do my homework. I’ll tag it for spoilers, but I’ll also put everything below the cut in case you haven’t listened to it yet <3 um also i do a lot of swearing be warned...

last warning, yall, lots of spoilers and quotes ahead:

Rhys’s friends call him RHYSIE and I Am So Soft For This.

“I’m making my Special Sauce” god if Jack were here....

I love how Torchwood writers can’t even find a way to write RHYS in a straight way. He’s so cute and AHSDHGHFDAS I LOVE THIS SO FAR

the meat jokes.... already.... let’s hope serentiy Ianto does not resurface

IANTO! my god I have missed my boy. HE IS BACK

Oh my god... oh my fuck.... he’s so CUTE i might need to take a breather.... dude....

Gwen looking out for Ianto, inviting him to Rhys’s stuff. DID SOMEONE SAY FOUND FAMILY HMMMM

“lads, lads, lads” I WENT FERAL WHEN I HEARD THIS IN THE TRAILER

“Jack’s sorry he couldn’t come” hhhhhhhh one sausage comes off the barbecue and he’d be like “this is quite homoerotic” HAIJFODHS

Rhys come on,,,, baby,,,,, do not be homophobic about this

I get the feeling I might be going too crazy about this,,, WE’RE ONLY FIVE MINUTES IN

godDAMNIT THIS IS THE SHIT I’VE BEEN CRAVING EVER SINCE GHOST TRAIN afdsohfs

Ianto brought Chardonnay....

“Except Banana boat, he’s a bit thick” AGFDKHDGS R H Y S

oh shit alien things are happening

“yes, RHYS, I know how to discuss my TOP SECRET work at a social event” he’s fucking ICONIC

“you have an inability to call each other by your proper names” my sister is just like this tho... she calls all her friends by anime character names.. little bit better than ‘sticky jeff’ but not much

Ianto being oblivious to Rhys’s gender role shit is just,,,, I STAN HIM

If Ianto and Rhys do not take a ride in the pink car by the end of this audio I’m suing

jkjk but that would be so great wouldn’t it

godDAMNIT i love this audio

"we.... don’t” yet again, it is the 21st century, and torchwood is sooo not ready

“It’s the BOYS’ barbecue” rhys and his friends seem like they have a very cute queerplatonic relationship. wonder if they wear socks when they’re doing “barbecues”

who the fuck is steven.... whAT IS GOING ON

“I don’t know him THAT well, but there’s no way he would call me love” u sure abt that rhysie

“if u run headfirst into an invisible wall, at least let me FILM it on my phone” these two i stfg

this ‘time bubble’ concept has SO MANY FIC POSSIBILITIES why is big finish spoiling us-

jack and gwen going for pizza instead of being at work AHHDOFDGSHK 

oh my GOD THE CALLBACK TO DISSECTED!!!!! this is like when gareth called back to The Last Beacon in Dinner and a Show AHHHH

I am reminded about martha and gwen,,, i am happy,,, the PARALLELS

these two arguing dude the TENSION.. the SUBTEXT

“god help you if you ever hear about pink wine” SFIHOJADHGF 

i swear half my commentary here is me quoting something funny and then keyboard smashing

Ianto is fucking ANNIHILATING Rhys here and by extension gender roles. Goddamnit THIS is the conversation we needed. I love him so much can you tell

“you LOVE each other” I’ve only had this audio for about half an hour but if anything fucking happens to it, i’ll kill everyone in the room and then myself

i don’t think you understand how goddamn adorable rhys is about his friends

“thank fuck none of them are here right now” mate my man badger calls you RHYSIE i don’t think it would affect them

I am so thankful Jack isn’t here because oh my g o d this would be an hour long block of innuendos. this whole audio is just exposing the very prominent homoerotic tendencies of straight men

sometimes, and by that i mean all the time, i wonder if my family hears me listening to big finish and wonders if i’m actually just watching porn. and honestly I think it would be a whole lot less embarrassing if i just told them i was watching porn instead of “yeah it’s this scifi thing these characters are trying to make a hole in an invisible time force field thing. are they gay? no, well, i mean, yes, but not like that! welllll, a little bit like that, but it’s NOT PORN”

“what the hell was that rhys? You Absolute Idiot.” AHHH THESE TWO

“let’s stuff it full of sausages” 

GWEN AND IANTO TELLING EACH OTHER STORIES ABOUT THEIR IDIOT HUSBANDS IS MY LIFEBLOOD FUCKKKKKK

“back pocket” THIS IS SENDING ME BACK TO MY SHERLOCK FANDOM DAYS (fucking remember john getting sherlock’s phone out of his coat that he was wearing? that’s what this is)

Rhys pretending to be Steven (Stephen?) is,,,,, oh my god,,, this is too fucking intense

god i feel so bad for rhys,,, seriously

ohmygodddddd

this took a serious turn I was not prepared for

also gwen wanting rhys to talk to ianto is,,, ughhhh i ship gwen/rhys sooo hard

rhys- baby- oh my godohmygodohmygod

im like,,, IM CRYING BRO THIS IS

“I DO love them” hhhhhh

the special sauce thing is sending me im sorry

“can we rescue the beer?” RHYS

‘Ianto you beautiful man, you did it!” THEY!!! THEY!!!!!!

i wanna make it clear that i don’t ship rhys and ianto but i think they are so cute as friends

guys im in tears right now

the way rhys goes from not wanting ianto here to not wanting him to leave,,, um its a simple arc but i’d also do anything for it

RHYS AND GWEN RHYS AND GWEN RHYS AND GWEN ANDHDHSGHFAOSDLSDLHD

“OH HE’S ADORABLE WHATS HE CALLED?” me when i first saw Ianto Jones onscreen

“he’s a colleague of the missus,,,,,, and a friend” why don’t you just shoot me in the head hm

rhysie,,, baby,,, holy shit you need to go to therapy,,, just like,,, have a chat with janet the weevil and see how you feel after

funny how rhys fucking williams is handling loss so much better than ANY of torchwood. like jack got PREGNANT after losing owen+tosh. Ianto started having sex with his immortal boss after losing his girlfriend. healthy coping mechanisms? who is she?

they let rhys say fuck a lot in this audio and that is Very Sexy of Them

“bunny has run away with my tie” h e s s o f u c k i n g p r e c i o u s

“lads lads lads” AHHHHHHHHH

this audio. is. so good. so cute. so sad. BIG FINISH YOU DID IT AGAIN YOU SEXY BASTARDS YOU!!!!