#my favorite chaotic duo

[fivelila]

I can totally understand him not being able to say no to her, even if the plan is crazy...

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[australet789]

Jaiden and Foolish making a fake Federation room is something im so happy about

People who are complaining, die mad about it, it's called having FUN

[jhutchsversion]

rip quality but their backs must hurt from carrying the show

[escespace]

Leon: Ok. What's going on?

Merlin: What do you mean?

Leon: What's the matter? What's wrong with you?

Merlin: Listen, I know myself so you have to be a little more specific if you want a short answer.

[eloiscbridgerton]

BENEDICT & ELOISE BRIDGERTON 3.08 — Into the Light

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

The urge to write Ifrit and Swiss getting freaky with other ghouls around and failing trying not to get caught won. This is much longer than originaly planned, but oh, well.

Ifrit's always been a very physically affectionate ghoul.

So when the fire ghoul slid a hand on the small of Swiss' back as he strode past, or later settled it on the multi ghoul's hip in the middle of the conversation they were having, Swiss didn't think much of it.

It takes a tail snaking far too high around his thigh, the spaded end resting just shy of his crotch, for him to realize Ifrit is fucking with him.

Swiss's head shots up from where it was lazily resting on Ifrit's shoulder, both of them comfortably sprawled on the couch, a blanket draped over them masking the fire ghoul's antics.

For now at least.

Ifrit's usual sweet grin has a teasing edge to it, sharp fangs peeking out. His tail squeezes a bit tighter around Swiss' thigh, head tilting in a silent question.

Licking his lips, Swiss glances around to assert the situation.

Chain is laying on their stomach on the floor, making fluorescent bead bracelets with Cowbell, Zephyr is reading in an armchair with Cirrus sleeping curled up against them, and Aether is doing crosswords on the windowsill.

They could get caught.

It's a very real possibility.

Unfortunately, Swiss loves a challenge.

He looks back at Ifrit and nods ever so slightly, settling back against him.

He's ready for the spade of Ifrit's tail creeping higher, rubbing against his crotch, just enough pressure that it would have made Swiss gasp if he hadn't expected it.

As it is, it stirs a warmth low in his belly that quickly spreads with each slow stroke of Ifrit's tail. And it's fine, pretty manageable, until the fire ghoul shifts, seemingly reajusting his position, his big hand finding the outline of Swiss's dick and grabbing at him, giving his now fully hard cock a good squeeze.

Swiss has to bite down on his own tongue, eyes rolling back. He can feel Ifrit smiling against his temple, now fondling him through his sweatpants.

It's good, a little too good. Ifrit knows him too well, knows exactly how to have Swiss fighting grunts a moans, muscles locked up in an attempt to stop himself from writhing under his touch.

But in his eagerness to make Swiss suffer -lovingly of course- Ifrit forgets that Swiss also knows him very well - and that the multi ghoul is very, very competitive.

What a terrible mistake.

Dislodging Ifrit's hand, Swiss pretends to be tired of his current position, deciding to sit fully on his lap instead, and uses a seemingly innocent stretching to grind hard on the fire ghoul's straining cock.

He hides his grin in the crook of Ifrit's neck as the fire ghoul barely manages to stiffle a gasp.

For a moment they stay like this, frozen, not daring to go on in fear of making someone suspicious, but no one reacts, and Swiss dares a few other subtle drag of hips. Ifrit's head fall back, throat exposed, in what surely is a very obvious hint of what is happening, but no one pays enough attention to them to notice.

At least, that's what Swiss thinks, until a barely there breeze brushes aginst his cheek, prompting him to glance behind.

Zephyr meets his gaze from their armchair, a slight smirk on their lips as they raise a knowing eyebrow. Swiss feels himself blush, face set aflame, until Zephyr points at their chest, then at Ifrit.

Oh.

Oh.

Of course.

How did Swiss not think about it earlier ?

With a face-splitting grin, Swiss slides his hands under Ifrit's shirt, squeezing his chest and giving his nipples a good pinch.

The reaction is imediate.

Ifrit's yelp turns into a moan halfway through, back arching off the couch and hips involuntarily thrusting up.

All eyes snap on them as a borderline oppressive hush falls on the room.

Swiss is grinning from ear to ear, too smug about making Ifrit lose it first to care much about the embarrassment of being caught.

Ifrit, on the other hand, is turning crimson, all the way down to his chest. He's so adorable like this, Swiss wants to bite him, coo at him while he squirms, really rub his victory in the fire ghoul's face.

He's yanked out of his thoughts by Chain wolf wistling, shark teeth in display. Zephyr huffs.

"So easy, Ifrit. All it takes is for someone to squeeze your tits and all your control goes out the window. Look, you even woke up Cirrus."

The sleepy ghoulette only shrugs, tail flicking in interest while Ifrit makes a strangled noise, equal part embarrassed and horny at Zephyr's slightly patronizing tone. Swiss winks at the air ghoul as Cowbell chuckles, raspy and full of air.

"You two thought you'd get away with this ?"

Swiss shrugs, pointedly rolling his hips to draw another soft gasp from Ifrit.

"Oh, no. He did."

Aether chuckles, setting his crosswords aside.

"Oh, but Fritter. You know you can never keep quiet, don't you ?"

Ifrit whines, shifting under Swiss, reeking of arousal as he let himself mirror Swiss' movements, carried by the ghouls' teasing.

"How cute. All worked up because he got caught, uh ?" Chain muses, the spots on their blue skin glowing faintly in their excitement.

Swiss himself is getting a bit noisier, panting as he starts to grind against Ifrit with the abandon he couldn't afford earlier. Ifrit keeps grabbing at him, his thighs, his hips, his biceps, like he cannot decides which part of Swiss he wants to hold the most, whimpering with each drag of their clothed cock against one another. Swiss has no such problem, keeping a firm grip on Ifrit's chest, flicking a nipple everytime he wants to hear an especially sweet noise from the fire ghoul.

The weight of the others' gazes on his back only spurrs Swiss on, and it seems to do the trick for Ifrit too, given how much of a sweaty, blushing mess he's been reduced to.

"Oh- that's a pretty noise," Swiss rumbles when a particularly well angled thrust has Ifrit keening hard.

"So loud," Cirrus remarks, now fully awake. "we won't be able to miss it when you come, firebird."

In the end, they certainly don't- hell, Swiss is pretty sure the whole ghoul wing hears Ifrit's final moan.

Good.

[ginaonline]

"I'm nobody's pawn, Shawn. I'm a queen." Yes, you are, Gus ! Exactly !

[quirinah]

i! ro! ha! (six years edition)

[xwonderlandresidentx]

Cannon

Toph didn't get to go on a life changing field trip with Zuko in the original series bc if they'd been left alone unsupervised for any amount of time they would have invented a gun to assassinate the Firelord with

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[eves-da-best]

The “thank god for Eve Best” bingo space has been covered 😅😭❤

[chickenfics]

Chapters Summary:

The sun came out in the Dreaming. Everybody had come to a mutual understanding not to speak of the matter. That is, everyone but a certain someone, despite how many times Lucienne had told him to keep his beak shut. 

“So boss,” Matthew greeted Dream the next morning with an air of mischief. Lucienne lifted her head from behind a large leather-bound book. “Looks like you’re feeling better.” 

Morpheus shot him a boredly annoyed look before beginning to peruse the shelves. 

“It wouldn’t have to do anything with Hob, would it?” 

Lucienne slid her book across the desk, aiming for the raven’s twiggy legs, but he hopped out of the way.

“Speaking of -- where is the guy? Not a morning person, eh?”

“Give me strength,” she muttered to the high ceiling of the library. 

“Hob Gadling returned home last night,” Dream replied, his voice monotone. 

“Oh yeah? Come on, we don’t get any more details than that?”

“Can I help you find anything, my Lord?” Lucienne quickly interrupted before Matthew booked himself a one-way ticket to eternal darkness. 

“Yes,” Dream casually replied. They both watched as he strode over to Lucienne’s desk. Taking the quill from its inkpot, he scribbled something out on a spare slip of paper. 

“If you could find these for me at your earliest convenience,” he slid the paper over. 

“Of course, sir,” she said, wondering if they were actually going to get off so easily, with Morpheus not even mentioning last night. “I’ll get them right away.”

“Thank you,” he replied, straightening back up. “Oh, and Matthew?”

Shit. 

“Y-Yeah boss?” 

Morpheus leaned down to his level, eyes staring over the bird's wing. 

“The details that you are so adamant to hear are not possible for me to give on account of them not happening,” he slowly pronounced, eyes panning over to lock on Matthew’s. Then he spun on his heel and headed for the door. 

“Regardless,” he continued a moment before leaving. “Even if Hob Gadling and I had spent the night together, you, Matthew, would never know.”

The door shut soundlessly behind him. Lucienne turned to look at the bird. 

“Satisfied?”

“Not even a little,” Matthew huffed. 

[elytrafemme]

hey i’m not going to be able to get my assignments done today. yeah it’s a dougdoug and parkzer VOD. yeah it’s gonna be all day. sorry.

[small-reptile-cake]

having a feeling about davekat going up against Cecil/Carlos while the tumblrsexyman victory hype is still fresh the feeling is called resignation

[jackedknife]

my favorite chaotic duo :)