#or maybe he rlly is up to smth they don't know about

[jacaerysgf]

Distractions

Summary: Despite how close the two of you are you're sick of waiting around for Jace no matter how much you like him, so you decide you’re going out on a date! but he doesn't like that.

r.q: childhood friends to lovers with modern frat boy Jace and he's like rlly popular and known to go from girl to girl. reader is like really smart and different from Jace so people get surprised when they find out you two are really close. Jace is always dragging you to parties and you’re always at his football games and he gets really protective over you. idek where im going with this 😭 but w smut too, your fics are acc amazing ty for your work 🙏

w.c: 2.5k

c.w: reader has hair (unspecified type, could be a wig wtv), Jace's anger issues, idk what locker rooms look like, cregan <3, fingering (f!receiving), p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), not proofread (as always)

a.n: I CANT STOP WRITING FOR JACE every request of him i get becomes my priority, literally when i woke up and saw this i had to get to writing it immediately like there’s smth wrong w me, anyways hope you all enjoy <3, this ones probably not my best T_T

Knocking on the door cuts through the music playing out of your speaker while your getting ready. “Come in.” you already know who it is. Your longtime best friend and housemate Jace who comes in with a smile on his face before it turns to shock as he looks you up and down, “woah.”

You finish clamping your necklace around your neck and look at him, “what do you want?” He leans against the door with his arms crossed with an amused look. you ignore how your heart flutters at him and turn away to adjust the dress you currently had on. “i just wanted to tell you im about to head out for the game, its a little odd to get all dressed up for a football game no?” The looks falls from his face as you drop your gaze from his in the mirror and fiddle around with your hair. he says your name breathlessly as he pushes away from the frame and takes a step into the room. You finally lift your head and meet his gaze in the mirror. “I'm not going to the game tonight Jace.”

He flinches as if you had thrown something at him and stutters for a moment his face covered in pure confusion as he brings one of his hands to his neck. “what do you mean you're not coming? you always come! if this is about me eating your leftovers then im sorry i thought you left it for me-” “i have a date.”

There it is. You didn't want to tell him. Hes always been, well a little protective of you, but you mostly blame it on your introverted personality while he's more of a people person. Youve had a crush on him for as long as you can remember but he's never been interested in you not the way you wanted him to be anyways, barely staying single or without a girl on his arm for a second you don't even know the girls names or maybe that's the point. He doesn't bring them around you but you know he's with them when he returns home super late with his hair all messed up. You fear he does it on purpose, he must know you like him and he doesn't bring them around you to make you upset.

You really didn’t want to tell him. You had thought maybe he would have just left for the pregame and just shot you a text and you could have faked some sickness or have pretended to go to sleep early. You walk over to your bed sit down grabbing your shoes to put them on. His silence is off putting. and you don’t dare raise your head to look at him.

“with who?” “This guy from lab, mark.” you finish lacing your shoes and stand up, finally looking at him and noticing the blank look on his face. “Jace-” “I don’t like this. i mean i don’t even know the guy how do we know he’s not some serial killer or something? Mark? Why don’t you just push it off for a couple days, come to the game and ill find out if he’d a good guy-” “I'm going whether you like it or not.” you cut him off. You couldn’t let him stop you from forgetting about him even if it was just for a bit. You grab your purse moving to push past him only for him to grab your arm. “Jace-” “You look beautiful.” The skin where he was holding you burns. You don't say anything as he lets you go and keeps his back turned to you. “text me?”

You try to ignore the pit that forms in your stomach at his sudden change of tone. you want to say something to him, you’re not used to seeing him like this. he would usually be pestering you about how you he asked you out or did you really like him but he was quiet. The sound of a horn outside brings you back to reality and you nod at his back as if he could see you and walk out. Putting on a fake smile as your handed a nice bouquet of flowers from mark, gulping to try and swallow the pit in your stomach.

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“who the hell does this guy think he is?” His fist slams into the wall of lockers he's pacing in front of. All his gear is put on, his helmet is laying on the bench next to cregan who can only watch his best friend act like an idiot with an annoyed face. “Who the hell are you to care? Her boyfriend? No. So you have no say in it.” Jace bites his nails as he ignores the urge to hit the wall once more. “she’s my best friend.” “and? shouldn’t you be happy she’s on a date with this guy. i like mark he’s nice. what you like her or something?”

Jace ignores how is blood boils at the idea of you now sitting in your pretty dress smiling and giggling at some other guy that's not him. that doesn’t mean he likes you…. Jace attempts to come up with an excuse in his head about why he's so upset and why he's always been so upset over you going out with other guys, he usually just tells himself he's all worried about you and then he finds some girl to take you off his mind for the night…. that doesn't mean he likes you.

Cregan watches with a raised brow as Jace has an internal conflict with himself. He expected Jace to turn to him and admit it but all he does is grumble to himself and grab his helmet walking away from him. “I don't like her.” Cregan just shakes his head and picks up his own helmet following after him, “that fucking idiot.”

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Mark is nice. Hes cute. He told you you could order anything you wanted off the menu since he was paying. He pays attention to you when you talk. Hes not Jace. You try your best to not think about him but you can’t help it. You wonder how the game is going, you’ve never missed one of his games. Maybe you pushed it too far and should have scheduled this date for a different day, but you know if you did Jace would have managed to convince you not to go and you would have fallen into the same cycle you always do. You nod your head and hum as mark tells you some story as you phone begins to buzz. You ignore it but it just keeps on buzzing to the point even mark looks concerned. “You can check it i don’t mind, ill use the restroom.”

You let out a hushed thank you as you check you phone to see what looked like a million texts from cregan.

‘hey i know the two of you are like fighting or wtv but you gotta see him asap.’

‘never seen him lose his mind like that’

‘got himself hurt’

‘nothing too bad but he’s bleeding’

‘know he thinks it cost us the game’

‘now he wont talk to any of us not even me’

‘think his head wasn’t in it’

‘know it’s not my place but he likes you so much’

‘losing his fucking mind over you not being here and being on some date’

‘please, for his sake at least try to talk to him, know you’re busy sorry to bother but I'm worried for him’

You stand out of your seat in shock as your heart begins to race. He was hurt? He likes you? Mark hadn’t come back yet so you open your purse and throw down some bills before running out of the restaurant. You sprint your way back to campus where the field was, thankfully living in a college town meant everything being super close by, you cant hear anything other than your own racing heart and the sounds of your feet as they slam on the floor.

You slam the hallway door open and cregan and some other guys look at you in shock. You stand there and take some steps towards cregan barely being able to catch your breath. Cregan stands up and looks at you shocked, “You ran here?” You just nod as you look at him expectantly, “where is he?” He uses his thumb to point behind him to the locker room doors, “Completely alone, everyone's already left.” You nod as the guys wish you good luck and leave.

You just stare at the doors for a moment, clarity finally hitting you as you realize how ridiculous it was you just left your date and ran all the way here. You couldn't just ignore cregans message. Pushing open the door its dead quiet other than the sound of running water. You walk slowly into the room the door closing behind you louder than you expected causing you to wince before you call out his name. He doesn't answer so you walk around the wall to where the showers were and you can see him outlined in the curtain and almost gasp but you cover your mouth to prevent anything from coming out.

“Jace?” His head finally snaps up due to your voice being so close and he looks in your direction, calling out your name softly in question. “I’m here.” “What are you doing here?” He turns off the shower and you turn your back incase he stepped out of the shower. You attempt to suppress the heat and want that fills your body as you imagine him naked before shaking your head, “Cregan texted, i was worried about you.” He just hums. You wish you could see his face but you hear the curtain open and the sound of him stepping out. “What about your date?”

You freeze as you clutch your purse tighter in your hands as you let out a deep breath. “What about it?” Hes suddenly standing so close to you you can feel his breath tickling your back and you gulp. “You’re here and not there, why?” One of his hands slides down your arm to grab your clenched hand as his forehead hits your shoulder, he's takes a deep breath as he awaits your answer. “Does it matter?” You don't want him to ask because you don't want to have to answer him. you don't want to have to admit to yourself you just wanted to be with him and nobody else.

“You wanna know why it matters? Because i was so fucking mad that you weren’t here i threw the fucking game and hit my head. because nobody makes me lose my mind like you do. Needed you here and you weren’t. You were out with some stupid fucking guy and i was so pissed.” He presses a kiss to your shoulder and you try to suppress the whimper that climbs its way up to your throat. “What are you saying Jace?”

His hands move to wrap around your waist and his head moves to your neck, You can feel his wet naked chest soaking the back of your dress and the heat of his breath on your neck “You know what, That i would go find a new girl to fuck because i couldn’t have you, that i think about you all the time because i like you so much, that it makes me sick when i think about you with a guy that's not me.” He begins to suck at your neck and you now do nothing to hold back the moan you let out as his grip moves to your hips pulling you back against him closer. “You mean it?” His hands slide down to the hem of your dress and he slides his hands under it and upwards pulling your dress up to poll around your hips, “of course i do baby, can i touch you?”

You let out a strained please and he pushes your underwear aside to run a finger down your slit letting out a groan, “fuck..” He quickly sticks two fingers into you and you fall back against him, withering under his touch as he moves at a rough pace, clearly very eager to please you and his other hand comes down from your hips to play with your clit. Your knees almost buckle from the amount of pleasure but he keeps you pressed tightly against him curling his fingers.

You swear he has magic powers because as you were right about to cum he pulls out of you and you whimper. He chuckles at your reaction and twists you around to face him, “want you to come around me.” He pulls you into a heated kiss as you two frantically pull off your dress, kicking it to some random corner of the locker room along with your underwear. “I don't have a condom.” You hear him swear and mumble to himself but you cup his cheeks to stop him, “I'm on the pill.” “It’s not the same-” “what are you not clean?” “of course i am-” “Then fuck me Jace.” He looks in your eyes for any signs of hesitation and when he doesn't find any he quickly pushes himself into you.

You feel like you can’t breathe, he pushes you against a nearby wall and feverishly pounds into you as his hands move to play with your tits. Hes talking but you can’t decipher what he’s saying so lost in your own pleasure. “fuck you feel so good fuck.” You tug on his hair and pull him to kiss you, your on the brink of release as the feeling of his thumbs rubbing on your nipples and the combination of the millions of emotions racing around you. You grip on his hair tightly and he groans, “You close?” You nod you head, “Wait for me.” You open your mouth to complain but his hips begin to move faster and his hands move to your hips to slam you closer to match his thrusts. “Want to come together.” His words are slurred as he’s approaching his release. Your hands scratch down his back as he groans in your ear, taking your ear and sucking on it.

“Come.” He breaths in your ear and you do, he hisses as he feels you pulse against him, your fluid completely covering him and he cant help but follow suit. He kisses you running his hands down your arms. As the two of you settle down he makes no move to pull out of you, seeming content within you.

“I'm gonna get a fucking earful from cregan.”

[buckysslut]

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So, what about a reader who is uncomfy with giving BJs, y'know?

Like, rlly shy/nervous about it cuz it's a normal/'expected' thing with sex and she doesn't want Bucky to be upset or smthn

Maybe it's revealed if they talk about boundaries with sex or smth or idk

Doesn't matter to me Vivi<3

Anywho, take care of yourself and remember to take breaks!!!<3<3<3<3

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(A/N: this isnt really smut but obviously it alludes to and talks about a lot of sex so??? be warned i guess???)

You enjoyed sex with Bucky, really you did. He was a wonderful person, a wonderful partner, a wonderful everything. But you were.. well.. more than a little nervous during every sort of foreplay session. Bucky had eaten you out countless times and god, he was good at it. But you were waiting for the moment to come where he wanted to be the receiver. And today was that day. You were both lazily making out, when he pulls back slightly and murmurs, "Knees, doll.." And you just froze up. You knew what 'Knees' meant and you really did not want to do it. "I.. um..." You freeze, going all tense and going all rigid against the kiss. Bucky furrows his brow, pulling back to notice how you now look like a dear in the headlights. "Doll.. you okay?" He asks softly, curious as to why you'd suddenly just frozen up and stopped reciprocating the kiss. "I.. Um.." You say again, struggling to find the words to say 'Hey, I actually really do not want to suck you off and I cannot imagine anything worse for me than a dick down my throat. No offense.'

He tilts his head, gaze softening, "Take your time.." He says softly. You sigh, averting your gaze and knowing you have definitely just ruined the mood. "Can we, um.. talk?" You murmur, cheeks a bright red. "Yeah, of course.." He whispers softly, sitting down on the bed with you. Had he done something wrong? Said something wrong? You sit down beside him, twiddling with your fingers and twisting your rings nervously. "Can we talk about.. like our.. y'know.. sexual boundaries..?" You murmur, your cheeks flushing a deep scarlet. He nods softly, furrowing his brow, worried that he'd really crossed a line.

"I'm um.. I'm gonna be honest.. I'm not entirely comfortable with.. y'know.. sucking you off.. I'm really sorry, it's not personal, I promise, I just-" He hushes you gently, gaze gentle and apologetic now that he realised where he went wrong. "It's okay, I promise.. If you don't wanna do it, that's fine.. I'm sorry for trying to initiate something I didnt ask if you were comfortable with.." He says gently, rubbing the top of your hand with his thumb. You smile apologetically, "I'm really sorry to have gotten your hopes up.." He immediately shakes his head, "Hey, hey, you have nothing to apologise for and you don't owe me anything.." You nuzzle up to him, secretly relieved he didn't take it personally and flip out. You cuddle up to him, safe in the knowledge that he isn't angry and respects your boundaries.

"... besides I prefer eating you out."

"James-!"

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[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖... ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: HAII can i req the pjsk boys having an argument with their sensitive gf saying smth like "if u loved me u would understand" and reader be like feeling rlly guilty, maybe some comfort at the end? srry this a little long, take ur time and thank uu 🫶🏼

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hello!! I see you picked angst~ 😈 oh boy I love angst!!!

But I did small comfort as well at the end, a bit shorter but still some comfort! So hope it makes up for it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ angst, fluff

✧ Akito was always bad with handling his anger... bursting out at you for smallest mistake after hard day...

✧ in short, fights weren't a rare thing in your relationship, but all that mattered that you two got your comfort at the end and forgived each other

✧ but right about his singing career were rare... but how could you just let him be do careless and push himself when it's clear he's gonna ruin his voice?

"You can take one break! RAD WEEKEND won't run from you!"

"You don't understand, I already slacked off with practice yesterday! I can't do that AGAIN!"

"Yes, you can. It's for your own good!"

"No! You still don't know what I'm talking about, do you?! If only you loved me, you'd understand what I mean..."

✧ his words hurt and he knew it, because you suddenly stopped answering and instead looked at him with hurt eyes... and he did nothing but walk away

✧ he just didn't felt like continuing this argument when it was clearly over, so he left you alone, standing in your place

✧ this time, he knows he messed up but his apology doesn't come as fast... so if you won't be the first one to apologize, it might take some time...

✧ but once he does, he has heart-to-heart conversation with you, surpassing RAD WEEKEND is important to him but so are you... and he doesn't want to loose ant of those things

"I'm sorry, I know you love me. I just... I said the things I didn't mean that day. It's just.. really important to me."

✧ for once, he has no harshness or irony in his voice, he's soft and not his "good boy persona" softness but honest one~

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✧ Toya is rather more of a sweet boyfriend... you never have heated fights with him

✧ if there even is a problem between you two, you usually solve it by calmly talking together

✧ so why did that changed? He just got a bit mad for you standing on his father's side... he didn't wanted to leave you for stupid piano lessons after all!!

"That's not what I wanna do."

"I know but... if he'd stop complaining maybe it's worth a shot?"

"*sigh* If you loved me you'd understand. I'm not changing my opinion."

✧ he said it so calmly and with confidence... it was hard to believe he didn't mean all he said

✧ he didn't flee immidietly after saying it, he stayed in case you'd want to talk about anything more, but when he's met with silence, he just says farewell for now and leaves your place

✧ but he always was the first one to apologize... so after one day, he's already at your doorstep with flowers, no matter if the weather is sunny or rainy

✧ he's feeling so bad when he remembers how he treated you and that he let the argument happen in the first place

"I'm sorry, I didn't meant my words. Believe me when I say I love you and... I simply don't want to leave you for something I care way less."

✧ if you'll be still on him going with his father's will, he will do that but with big reluctance. Though as long as you forgive him, he doesn't mind

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✧ maybe fights with Tsukasa happen but luckily, they're not that often... and you quickly get back together after them!

✧ it's honestly either you or him apologizing first, but if you're slow with apologies, it's more likely that he'll be the one who usually apologizes

✧ your fights aren't usually serious either! If anything it's smaller topics and you usually don't yell but more like speak louder... you usually discussed serious topics

✧ so what changes now? Simple, he was tired and he wanted to rest, yet you presented him 1000 ideas of what you wanna do together... yes, he is a socialable person but that much can even tire him

"I just wanted to have a little date with you! Why fant we go..??"

"I told you, I'm tired!! We can do that tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow's not gonna be a good weather for all of that... we need to go today or the ocassion's gonna run from us!"

"Why can't you understand I want to rest?! I feel like if you loved me in first place, you'd definitely understand!!!"

✧ he was a bit grumpy at that time so he quickly waved his hand at your stunned expression and went to his room, shutting the door after himself

✧ if your fight happened at his place, there's high chance Saki will take the initiative of comforting you and talking to him for you

✧ even then, he can't stay mad at you for long when it's so clear to him it's his fault for messing up

✧ he comes to you not only apologizing... but ready to get down on his knees if it meant you forgiving him

✧ he's sorry for his sudden outburst and he's not afraid of showing you exactly that

"Y/N, I'm really REALLY sorry for what I said and did... I know being tired is not an excuse but please forgive me... I promise I'll never treat you this cruelly ever again."

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✧ Rui may be a bit sensitive due to his past relationships and friendships...

✧ maybe fights with him were extremely rare, and if they happened they were more of a heated discussion, but you also could see that he was often worried...

✧ so you could say jealousy got into him and one day, he began to he a bit more ignorant towards you

✧ so of course you asked him about it! But what you didn't expect is to hear his voice full of hatred and worry

"Why are you so mean today? I just wanted to talk!"

"Oh? Well I don't think there's anything both of us can talk about."

"You know there is... just tell me what's wrong."

"I believe if you truly loved me, you'd already know answer on that question."

✧ his answers were blunt, on top of that, he just looked at you with his eyes, not his head as he crossed his arms

✧ it was obvious he was mad but didn't wanted to talk about it, and you soon didn't saw meaning in continuing this conversation so you just stopped

✧ it definitely takes a while for him to realize it's him who messed up, but once he does realize that, he feels so bad with himself...

✧ he probably has to get small kick from his group to finally confront you and apologize properly

✧ also probably brought you flowers, chocolates or anything else that you may like and he might even go on one knee to show he's truly sorry

"I'm so sorry... I let my feeling carry me and I known now I should've never assumed the worst of you... Could you ever forgive me? Please?"

✧ and when he apologizes, you may finally get explanation on why he acted that way! So when you know that, please give that bot some reassurance!

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[driaswrld]

one night only! — gojo satoru and geto suguru.

wc : 2.1k

summary : fem!reader goes to a club with shoko to be free from her scary guard dog besties, satoru and suguru show up anyway, just a bunch of intimacy really. maybe one lil suggestive part w satoru?? mention of wlw shoko and possible insinuation of stoner geto lmao

part of : the star paradox collection.

notes : i headcanon poly satosugu as often toeing the line between platonic love and romantic love bcus these three idiots rlly can't tell the diff sometimes. also shoko is gay and is my gf don't @ me. also this is ooc of how satoru and suguru would be at a club cs lets be fr satoru would be an emotional drunken mess while suguru is in the bathroom smoking or smth

other : im having so many teenage romance thoughts ab poly satosugu. also this was kinda inspired by a poly marauders fic i read agesss ago

current casette : i was never there - the weeknd. me and your mama - childish gambino.

You can feel the bass of the music in your throat, your heartbeat racing to catch up with it.

Parties like these only had one common thread : brainless, brainless fun.

“That one over there,” Shoko murmurs against your ear as discreetly as she can, but just as loud as for you to hear her over the thumping music inside the club. Your gaze moves from the sequin strap across Shoko’s shoulder and over to a girl across the way, a redhead, leaning against the bar and knocking back an expensive looking drink. “She’s pretty.” You turn your head to Shoko’s ear.

Satoru and Suguru have been… hovering these past few weeks.

You love them, truly, the bestest best friends anyone could ask for. But two popular conventionally attractive men by your side at all times? It does put a damper on your love life. Shoko would be able to understand your point of view — if she wasn’t playing for the other team at least.

The redhead looks over her shoulder out at the mass of bodies on the dancefloor, the dark blue dress she has on really accentuates her figure — among other things. “You should go tal–” Before you can finish, Shoko’s mouth is agape, eyes fixed on the girl, and being the wingwoman that you are, you shove her forward a little. “Talk to her.”

“You sure?” Shoko wobbles forward, tipsy but sober enough to take a pretty girl home. The neon lights inside the club flash pink and blue then red and green then pink and—

“I don’t wanna abandon you, name.” You only laugh at Shoko, giving her two firm thumbs up, nudging her forward again, and still, she stands there contemplating. That is, until the redhead turns around and locks eyes with Shoko.

Oh, she’s far gone already.

“Don’t leave my peripheral.” Shoko kisses the side of your cheek and begins to saunter off, just as the song playing in the club changes to a softer, more sensual song.

There’s something about parties. Something that gives you the uneasy feeling two specific people could pop up at any time – two people you’re trying very hard to make clear to that you’re your own woman.

What makes a grown man wanna cry?

You slide back to the spot on the dancefloor you and Shoko shared moments ago, and with a sigh of near relief, you let the music transcend you to a different realm. Your body sways among the masses, a tinge of alcohol probably clouding your judgement because on any other occasion you’d find dancing in public embarrassing—

When it’s time, when it’s time, when it’s time, it won’t matter

There’s a sense of complete euphoria that washes over you, and before you know it, a slender arm snakes around your waist. And despite your better judgement, you know who it is before you look over your shoulder.

It’s an eerily intimate thing, feeling the chill of the six eyes raking over you.

You’re sure Suguru must be the only other person to feel how it feels, the goosebumps that rise on your flesh, hair standing on end. But not in fear. In something else entirely—

“You’re so pretty.” Satoru whispers against the edge of your ear. He doesn’t sound drunk. At the very least he barely sounds tipsy, just a small slur of speech in between, and you look over your shoulder at him.

“Prettier than you?” You stop moving and let out a laugh, and he goes brainless. Crystalline orbs stare down at you, and he pulls your body flush against him, pressing his body into yours from behind.

“Don’t stop,” he mumbles and your body sways, resuming with the rhythm of the blaring music. A whisper of the lyrics leaves his mouth, and you nearly forget how he knows the song — must’ve been in one of Suguru’s playlists. One of those playlists he keeps.

“Satoru—” you’re about to scold him, maybe tell him this is a thin line, one you’ve been toeing for too long.

Satoru brings his other arm around your waist, both his hands meeting in accord atop the flesh of your stomach. He waits for a beat, waits for you to tell him no, but it never comes.

I’m on the edge of something breaking

His head dips to your height, his hair tickles the back of your neck. You can feel the heat from his lips on your skin as he hums along to the lyrics. “Just feel it for a little...” He whispers.

Even in his tipsy but not-so-tipsy state, he knows exactly what he's doing. You think, maybe he’s always known. At least in body but not in mind.

If I keep going I won’t make it

A sigh escapes your lips, something akin to a breath of relief, like a weight lifts off your shoulders.

Satoru’s body grinds forward onto you, and your head tilts back onto his chest, a mouthful of lyrics leaving your mouth in a gasp. “Feels good, yeah?” He grins down at you, pleased, his voice a bit off-key in a more Satoru-like fashion.

“Didn’t know you knew the song,” the words leave your lips as you both lock eyes. He rolls his eyes and sinks his teeth into the exposed flesh of your shoulder playfully.

“Suguru plays it all the time—” He replies, then continues to hum along with the song, his voice barely sounding like his own. “It’s too sexy to not know.”

There’s a sense of comfort in not knowing the depth of what you feel in this moment.

Satoru spins you around to face him, and the breath leaves your lungs. And the moment in between knowing what your relationship is and not knowing all but fades to black.

And with the way he looks into your eyes, and leans forward, you think he just might break the line two.

And it’s all because of you—

The song fades out, to a more upbeat one, and Satoru’s hands fall limp at his sides. Suddenly, you remember how to breathe. And you swallow the lump in your throat, all while he gives you the signature goofy grin you’ve come to cherish.

You turn your head to look across the mini crowd, and Shoko is still there, one arm slung around the redhead as they both knock back shots.

Temporary. It’s no big deal, you and Satoru were just tipsy.

But that sense of relief is short-lived.

Embarrassingly so.

“Boo.” A sharp exhale leaves your lips as soon as you turn your head, and instead of Satoru staring down at you, your view is blocked by Suguru.

You look at him like a lost child, and he rears his head away to laugh at you. “Don’t look so scared, name.” He smirks, slyly, like Suguru always does when he’s taunting.

“You dumbass—” You breathe, a hand colliding with the edge of his shoulder in a soft shove and Satoru can’t help but laugh at the sight before him.

Then, Suguru’s fingers wrap around your wrist, two, then four then he’s tugging you forward, straight into him and Satoru. “Don’t be so mean to me, you’ll break my heart.” He says it so condescendingly, with such a smile that makes your heart leap at your current predicament.

Satoru really wasn’t done. He just brought in reinforcements.

“As if—” You grumble, and the lights dim for a second before flashing a neon purple. And that’s all the time Satoru and Suguru need.

“—I have a heart?” Suguru towers over you, and he bends his knees just a little, resting his chin against your shoulder so you can hear him. “Or as if you could break it?”

You think Suguru’s been smoking. The warmth of his breath against your bare skin makes you shiver a little. You think you feel a little dizzy just from looking at him.

The way his eyes are downcast, eyelids heavy, like he’s bordering on the precipice of eternal sleep or the best dream he’s ever had, one he doesn't want to wake from.

He looks at you like you're the latter rather than the former.

Satoru swings his hand forward, interlocking his fingers with yours, pale slender digits finding purchase between yours as he moves to your side. “As if to both.” He rolls his eyes, and Suguru lets out a soft whistle, “You’re so cold, Satoru.”

The song playing begins to fade out, and Suguru takes advantage of the few seconds before the song switches, that small gap of silence, and he whispers, “Dance with us..?”

“Duh.” You grab ahold of Suguru’s hand with your free one, all while Satoru’s grip on your other hand tightens just a little. “Who else would I dance with?”

These things are no secret, never have been and never will be. And you have a funny feeling you know why your love life remains so stagnant.

How does the old age thing go? Never let your girl have a boy bestfriend. Or worse, two.

The three of you saunter to the middle of the dancefloor, the neon lights flashing shades of blue.

And if you didn’t know better, you’d say whoever the DJ is, they’ve got a sick sense of humor.

Because they manage to play the most romantically erotic song you could ever hear in a club setting. Ironically, a song you recognize from your playlist — no doubt you learned it from one of Suguru’s tracklists. A very extensive one titled with a leaf emoji.

I’m in love when we are smoking that—

Suguru’s arm moves to wrap around your waist from in front, and he tugs you close as the soft tempo reverberates through the room. He shrugs some of his hair off his shoulder, dark eyes finding yours and he doesn’t dare look away for a second.

Suguru must think you're a pipe dream. That you’ll disappear if he blinks.

Your bodies rock from side to side and Satoru doesn’t let go of your hand, instead he slides behind you, following the rhythm you and Suguru have set in tune, raising your intertwined hands to his lips, and for a moment he uses them as a makeshift microphone to sing—

La-la-la-la-la

Suguru grins and he presses his chin atop your head, his other arm coming around to hug you close to his chest, while Satoru meets you both halfway, and it’s really just a sandwich swaying side to side with you in the middle.

I’m in love when we are smoking that—

What initially started off as something so simple, you coming to a club with Shoko wanting to finally get laid since your best friends managed to scare all the guys off — has turned into something so soft, so intimate.

There are never many words, never much explanation when you’re with Satoru and Suguru.

And it’s clear none of the three of you know what this is or where you stand. But for now, that’s okay.

La-la-la-la-la

“You okay?” Suguru dips his head to mumble into your ear, and you nod, words failing you.

In truth, you’ve never felt so soft, so safe yet so… vulnerable. But that’s also okay.

Satoru cranes his neck and leans his body over yours to look between you and Suguru, having not heard a thing. “You two okay?”

And you laugh. Suguru does too.

Suguru’s arms around you keeps you grounded against him, and Satoru’s weight against your back keeps you firm between them. “If you need us to stop… if you need a drink I can—” Suguru tries, but you cut him off with a soft pat to his shoulder.

“Don’t stop,” you mimic Satoru’s words from earlier as your own into Suguru’s chest and he melts. “Yeah?” He whispers.

“Yeah.” You affirm, and he nods, his chin going back to rest atop your head. And you wrap a free arm around Suguru’s middle, the other still softly interlaced with Satoru’s at your side. “M’ happy here.”

“In the club?” Suguru asks, albeit a little louder so you can hear him an amused smile slipping onto his features. “No, just—” Your words fail you. But this, there can’t be any intent without feeling, true unbiased feeling.

And you feel it, coursing through you in soft waves for them.

That unbiased wavy feeling, almost like you’re floating. That feeling for them. Though you don’t quite know what to call it yet.

“Here,” you mumble and a smile stretches onto your face. “With you, and Satoru too.”

Suguru stops swaying a bit, and at the change in movement Satoru stops too, peering over your shoulder to see what’s happening.

But Suguru only grins a little. “I’m happy too,” he says. Then he glances at Satoru, and Satoru glances to you. “I guess if you two are so happy, then me too.” Satoru chuckles.

[painyrainy]

...chat.... we projecting onto characters w this one‼️‼️

Sanemi is autistic maybe? 1/?

me being scared to say this cuz I've seen the fate of other poor souls who had posted this on other sites

I am going to make separate posts because if I put it all into one it's gonna be too long and no one will read it lol

1- the whole Sanemi vs Giyu conflict

ok, so the number one reason that sanegiyu has haters (not including all the homophobics 😒) is that it would be toxic. Oh! But- Sanemi hates Giyu! He bullies him for no reason!

ok but there is a reason; miscommunication. Giyu has 20 mental health issues and lowkey don't gaf about his reputation. Why doesn't Sanemi pick up on it? Not only does he miss the obvious hints, but he wildly catastrophises the situation to be "Oh, he doesn't talk to us, he must think he's superior". Literally like... everyone else knows that Giyu's dealing with stuff and Sanemi interpreted it as a personal attack.

This can be interpreted as Sanemi's own infeority problems, but it could also be an autistic trait of misinterpreting and catastrophising, catastrophising also being a symtom of anxiety, which you might know that Sanemi shows symptoms of anxiety from @/demonslayerunhinged's post. Guess what? Anxiety is also widely found in autistic individuals. 😮

Misinterpreting tone, because Giyu wasn't even trying to hide anything, is also another obvious trait that I don't rlly need to explain. Yall know this. Misinterpreting body language, tone, social cues (we will talk specifically about this. mayybe), etc.

"Well...,, , why aren't we talking about obanai then..,.,?" Because he's just a little hater idrc about him right now.

I feel like i missed smth. my brain is fried. I apologise.

[thhouseofblack]

I HAVE ARRIVED TO PUSH THE DIOMEDES AND AENEAS ITALY FLING AGENDA

Idk smth abt the second strongest Achaean and the second strongest Trojan meeting again in a place of refuge after both have been driven from their respective countries and finding solace in each other is, dare I say it, kinda tender. Like these r guys who have fought each other for years on the battlefield, in a way they know the other intimately in a way not many do. They were seen as each other's counterpart, and only knew the other in an environment of battle and bloodshed. Now they relearn who the other is in a tempestuous peace, except Diomedes has never truly known peace and still seeks out the warm, familiar comfort of war. Meanwhile Aeneas is "going through it" ™️ and has the weight and hopes of his people resting on his shoulders. It is up to him to ensure the remaining Trojans do not simply become a remnant of a war long past, a cautionary tale about the ephemeral nature of the gods (waitt Aeneas x Apollo, lowkey let me cook but that's for another ask).

Then they meet again years later in a place neither of them would have imagined they'd be.

And both of them r so angry, and grieving, and there's so much emotion and maybe not all of its negative. They have seen each other's worst, they look into the other's eyes and know that there is zero expectation for grandeur or dependability. They can be messy, and upset, and cruel and the other person would react with the same exact intensity and maybe that's what they need. They don't want the soft touches of love and care (bez deep down it hurts for someone to treat them preciously), but for someone to dig their nails into and scar to leave proof of their existence, someone they can press into until they don't know where one of them begins and the other ends. Except they're soo similar, and the longer they spend together the more they begin to notice and cherish those differences.

Also the angst of Diomedes driving Aeneas from his home, only for Diomedes to be driven to exile by Aphrodite's vengeance. Except Diomedes stabbed Aphrodite after she saved Aeneas from death by Diomedes's hand (Aeneas is very babygirl coded, like he rlly was getting the princess treatment getting carried by Aphrodite and Apollo- HEAR ME OUT 😳) and

Diomedes helped burn his city to the ground.

They both lost everything and the other person had a hand in it. Do Diomedes and Aeneas look into eachothers eyes and see all they lost staring back at them? Do their failures haunt them through the contours of the other's face? Is every scar they run a gentle hand across a reminder of all they couldn't save?

Most importantly, it's funny. Like Aphrodite rily did all that for what. Like she systematically planned this man's downfall, causing Diomedes' wife to be unfaithful, which in turn made him lose his throne and be exiled to some foreign land. And then he shows up years later in a romantic relationship with her baby boy, and she's the GODDESS OF LOVE but didn't see this coming. And she has a moment where she goes

"..wait why does it kinda eat tho" and instantly hates herself for it bez she can tell Diomedes and Aeneas genuinely care for eachother in some kinda messed up way, and Aeneas has already lost so much and she can't be the reason he loses even more, and so she doesn't do anything except silently seethe in the corner.

It's that one consent meme where it's like "isn't there someone you forgot to ask." EXCEPT THAT SOMEONE IS APHRODITE AND AENEAS SHE EXPECTED BETTER. Also Diomedes stole Aeneas' horses 🫶.

Thank you for attending my ted talk.

THANK YOU FOR THIS

(I saw this when I was half asleep, and for some reason I ended up dreaming of diomedes and aeneas as cats fighting in Italia, so i was really confused when i was re-reading this and couldn't find the cats😭😭😭)

aeneas is such an angsty character, every mention of him i come across is sorrow after sorrow - his wife dies, his city burns down, hera is hunting him - like does he get a break?

i really really like them meeting in Italia, which like you said has become a place of refuge, and naturally both of them have so much pent up rage and grief within them, the deep down it hurts for someone to treat them preciously breaks my heart but it makes so much sense with these two, they are shouldering so much rn. and they're literally the definition of enemies to lovers, and naturally aphrodite sees this, her only problem is that diomedes javelin threw a spear at her, and she in turn broke his marriage for it.

I mean for me personally it always feels like the two of them would be such a poigant reminder for each other of the war and what they lost because of it - but i do see the vision, you're winning me over with this one i fear.

also i love the idea of aphrodite just seething in a corner its so funny to me.

also this is literally how I pictured them btw:

[thetourturedwritersclub]

PJO characters and what professions they would have

Percy:He's either a marine biologist or an Olympic swimmer. I'm kinda edging more on the Olympic swimmer ngl. I think he's more athletic than academic. Not to say that he isn't smart. I think he would enjoy smth athletic more than academic.

Annabeth Without the shadow of a doubt she's would be an architect and one of the best in the field. SHE REDESIGNED OLYMPUS. I think that says enough.

Grover would have a job that cared about the environment like a wildlife biologist or a biologist. I think he would be really interested in that.

Clarisse now listen i think she would be a history teacher and I have 2 reasons to believe this. One I think she would be really like to read about the wars. Her violent nature comes to show lol. Two Ik military is an option but I think she wouldn't want to be away from her friends and siblings.

Silena she would have a salon. In her salon you'd be able to get ur hair, nails and make up done. To most of her customers she is like an older sister. And she gives amazing advice.

Piper McLean Would be a CEO business woman. Argue with the wall bc I ain't taking no criticism on this one. She would have a billion dollar company.

Jason Grace Listen, listen Literature Professor. I think that if he had gotten the chance he would be a HUGE literature fan. From Edgar A. Poe to Oscar Wilde to Jane Austen. He would have the most interesting classes in New Rome University. The students would have so much fun bc Jason would pour his heart out into those lesson plans.

Leo Valdez : Mechanic and I don't think I need to explain myself in this one.

Frank Zhang: He would do Archery. Maybe he'd compete in the Olympics. He'd be amazing at it.

Hazel Levesque : Now I think she would own a jewellery brand. Maybe smth as famous as Tiffany and. Co or maybe Svaroski (idk if I spelled that correctly lol). I just know that she would make the world prettiest and trendiest bracelets.

Nico Di Angelo : He and Bianca would have a paranormal yt channel with occasional appearances from Hazel bc she's a medium.

William Solace He would obviously be a doctor maybe a pediatrician if we were to go down to specifics. I think he would do rlly well with little kids. OR maybe he would perform autopsies on dead bodies idk rlly know. Both options kinda fit Will's character.

Reyna Ramirez Arellano: She would be a war general. Her fierce nature and leadership skills make her perfect for the job. And that's all I need to say.

Rachel Dare : She would be a psychic or a therapist. Idk but my personal hc is that she would giver rlly good advice.

Now that is all!!! I haven't read TOA yet bc I wanna live in delulu ( Yes I'm a Jason Grace defender till the day I die). But when I do, I may or may not make a similar one for the TOA characters.

[zerobaselove]

randomly thought of asking zb1 to do that surf cruise- disco challenge w you 🫶🫶

this is so cute WAIT i wanna talk abt this (also anon reading through the stuff you sent has given me more motivation to write than ive had in weeks so THANK YOU ily (good) so bad

surf curse - disco challenge with zb1

okay first of all i can just imagine jiwoong being so confused when you mention it. it wouldn't click for him until you show him an example where he's like "ohhhh that's what you're talking about." but i totally think he would do it w you. though i think he would have a rlly hard time keeping a straight face KJSDFH probably ends the challenge with his head in his hands

rest of the members under the cut

as soon as you bring it up zhang hao is sat there shaking his head, insisting he won't do it with you. but after a couple minutes of pouting and begging he would give in. (you might have to kiss him to make up for it though) BUT despite originally being against it, you best believe his ass is making y'all retake it 4 times until its Perfect.

eeeeee hanbin!!! absolutely thrilled that you asked him to do it with you honestly. takes one look at the video you sent him with the caption "can we pls do this" and learns it within like 15 seconds max. (are we rlly surprised) definitely ends the video with his arms wrapped around your waist as you go to click the stop button on your phone.

lets all be fr here, matthew is probably the one who asked you to do it with him, and you happily agree. makes a big deal out of it too like he is getting the camera set up with good lighting and making sure your fits look cute together, the whole 9 yards. definitely very giggly the whole time, just massive smiles. also probably hugs you rlly tight at the end n spins you around a little (im losing my mind)

ok i think taerae would take very little convincing honestly. like hes shaking his head and waving his hand for about 10 seconds and then he sees how excited you are and boom hes off the bed going "fine, fine show me your little dance" and you two are in such a giggling mess when you film it that you almost mess it up (but you think it makes it that much better)

hear me out. i know its a silly little trend but ricky gets romantic w it alright. first of all i already know yall would be dressed so nicely, maybe out on a date or smth when you mention it and hes like, lets do it! bc he knows you want to. u guys practice once or twice but when you go to record it he takes you by the hand at the end and gives you a little twirl before pulling you in, where the video inevitably ends. (you don't even notice though)

tell me this isn't exactly how it would go with gyuvin. like the silliness and playfulness of it is just SOO correct. definitely just bounces around w you at some point, ruffling your hair n maybe giving you a peck on the temple. i think you both mutually were like we should do this its so silly!! also i feel like now it'd become your thing?? like he'll just start humming it or doing the dance and you pick up on it or vice versa.

ok honestly i think it comes up randomly with gunwook. like maybe y'all are walking home and you mention it and boom. ur stopping at the nearest park bench to set up ur phone and teaching him how it goes. i can just imagine him watching you with the most smitten look on his face as you rush back to where hes standing after you press start. like borderline giggling and kicking his feet bc he is rlly taking in how much he loves moments like this w you.

arguably i think this would be the most fun with yujin. like yeah i think he would get a little shy the first take but when you do it again hes just so bubbly and having such a fun time w you. like y'all both definitely just keep vibing and dancing around as the audio loops around after the video ends. ugh i just love that lil guy so bad

[ladymarlin]

Desperate housewives au stuff (mostly Duncney) bc it's been on my mind latelyyy

So, Duncan and Courtney were on and off for awhile before splitting. Then a little after they split she meets a decent guy (possibly someone her parents set her up with) and their relationship moves pretty quickly "For the baby" they're having which is actually Duncan's but no one needs to know that.

The whole housewife thing really isn't for her though and it would be a reoccurring argument between her and her husband but she would stand her ground every time. She's too good a lawyer to quit and "become like the rest of the girls in the neighborhood" sooo...

Her and Duncan would reunite years later when he moves onto the street. Courtney would go over to welcome her new neighbor and nearly chokes when she sees it's Duncan.

Duncan has a hard time fitting in on the street. The neighborhood is pretty judgy and he's a total punk, so they're wary of him. And does he have some deep dark secret? Probably. But the neighbors definitely take things too far and assume the worst

Him and Courtney would reconnect and eventually it'd lead to an affair. Courtney would feel Super guilty about it since she was once cheated on, but rlly her and Duncan are falling in love. They'd sneak around a lot, there'd probly be some comical scenes abt it. Courtney would do everything to uphold her reputation. Really, it's the only reason she's married.

Idk how they'd get there but the main angst points would be Duncan finding out the kid is his and Courtney's husband eventually leaving. She'd probly have a s8 Bree Van De Kamp type arc. But some probably traumatic event would bring them back together and they live happy or smth

Aleheather would be the Carlos and Gaby equivalent. Without the cheating ofc. Alejandro wouldn't WANT anyone else and Heather tbh also wouldn't. No one likes her like Alejandro. Plus in desperate housewives Gabrielle's Gardner she has an affair with is UNDER AGE so yeah no.

But they'd definitely have similar fights and similar issues. Maybe they'd divorce for some petty reason, have a few days of trying to mess w each other before just getting back together. Instead of Alejandro going blind like Carlos does he would suffer similar injuries to the ones in the show (volcano robot suit incident) and sustain leg damage that would hinder him.

I don't have as much for them they just rlly remind me of Carlos and Gaby. Like yeah she'd push him out the window on impulse and then call 911

Also if u haven't seen desperate housewives (I highly recommend it's so good) a lot of this probly seems rlly dramatic n stuff but it is very much a drama mystery so it fits. Trust there have been some absolutely insane plots in that show.

Also if u wanna send asks pls do bc I kinda wanna explore this more. Or send ideas too could be cool :3

[september-has-come]

🍃It's Been a Long Day🍃

requested by an anon [request: could you maybe write smth with Chris Cornell where they're teenagers and she's had a rlly shitty day at school and work and with her family and they Chris comforts her and they just kinda chill and he helps her get her mind off of it? just alot of fluff??]

A/N: ofc! I loved this concept although it was pretty hard to write T-T and the anon mentioned that it was self-indulgent, don't worry about that at all all fanfic readers will understand lol 😭

Also sorry for the insane delay :( This is not one of my favorite fics ever but at this point im just glad i was motivated enough to write this.

Warnings: N/A, fem reader. Reader's mom is not the nicest :(

Enjoy!

She pushed her lips into a thin line, looping an arm around her bag and standing up to step out of the bus that had just creaked to a stop on her street. She stepped down onto the pavement and walked towards her and her family’s house, silently fishing the keys out of her pockets and stuffing it into the lock. As soon as she crossed the threshold between street and house the atmosphere changed from a loose quiet to a suffocating silence. Although in theory those were the same thing. She was probably just amplifying it in her head.

She tried to kick off her shoes as quietly as possible; her energy had been hugely drained from a day of school and working her small job, as was her social battery. But no luck.

Her mother came prowling into the living room, facing the entrance, and furrowed her eyebrows.

“Why are you home so early? Forgot something?”

“No, I just finished.”

“Weren’t you taking that extra shift?”

“No, Ma. Tracy said I looked too tired and offered to take my shift.”

A look of dismay crossed her mother’s face, “What? Do you know how embarrassing that is?”

“Ma-” She tried feebly to stop the berating before it began, but to no avail.

“It’s disrespectful to hand someone your responsibilities without a fight! Don’t you know anything about etiquette!?”

“Please Ma-” She tried desperately to butt past her mother, longing for the comfort of her own room.

“I’ve also got things to do without having to watch you around here, you know?. Isn’t it inconsiderate to interrupt your mother’s plans just because you’re tired?”

“You don’t need to watch me, Ma, I’ll just be in my room, I promise…”

“Well stay in there and read the next two biology chapters. I’ll expect you to be able to answer questions I give you afterwards. And don’t come out until I call you for dinner, you understand?”

She could only nod.

“Well? Get to it!”

She slunk into her room, shrunk into herself as if to shield herself from further attacks. She dropped her bag onto the floor with a thump and collapsed into her desk chair, feeling the tears well under her shut eyelids. She felt pathetic.

It’s alright. Regulate your breathing, yeah? It’ll be fine. It always is.

But it didn’t feel like it was going to be fine. She felt, like she often did lately, like she was being swamped, buried under a mountain of tasks and phrases all recycling that she could do more if she wanted, she should be more if she would actually do anything. She could never do anything right.

Shit, it wasn’t going away.

Ring!

The sound of the phone next to her bed snatched her attention, and she latched onto it, desperate to think about anything else. She walked over and picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

Chris. Thank God.

She fell back onto her bed with a relieved sigh she was sure he could hear from the other end. “Hi Chris.”

Immediately she knew she’d betrayed that something was up.

“You okay in there?”

“Uhm, yeah, for the most part.” That was probably a lie, but she wasn’t sure.

The pause told her he was unconvinced, but he moved on regardless.

“Listen, we haven’t seen each other in a while and Tracy told me she picked up your shift. I was wondering if you’d want to hang out a bit? I know you’ve probably had a long day, what with your job n’ such. Y’don’t have to.”

Disappointed with her own predicament, she sucked in a long breath through her teeth.

Hearing a distinct lack of answer, he quickly doubled back, adding, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I don’t wanna make you feel obligated.”

“No, no, no, it’s not that. It’s that… my mom wants me to preview the next two chapters for biology. She’s gonna quiz me later, and if I don’t get every question right I’ll be in for it.”

“No, this again?” He groaned sympathetically, “You don’t have to, you know. There’s no point pleasing her when you're probably not even gonna start the next chapter until next week.”

“Although I don’t judge if you do it. I get it.”

She thought for a moment.

“Ah fuck it. Why not?”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. If I really wanted to do something you wouldn’t be able to talk me out of it if you wanted to.”

He chuckled warmly over the line.

“Just make sure you’re comfortable. See you in a bit, then?”

“Yeah, just give me a few, I’ll have to sneak out the back door.”

She heard a rustling on the other end, “I’ll leave my door open for you.”

Setting the phone down, she picked up her textbook and a small sketchbook, stuffing them into her bag which she slung over her shoulders. She didn’t want to think about the consequences the future had in store.

She twisted her doorhandle as slowly as she could, trying not to make any noise. She didn’t bother to switch into her outdoor shoes as that would create unnecessary commotion, instead simply padding out to the back.

She had to unlock the back door, and it turned with a pang. She cringed and froze, but when there was no movement from elsewhere in the house she carefully let herself out.

She felt herself fill with adrenaline and a touch of spite. But it felt good.

***

She went up to his door. It was open, just like he said it’d be.

Slipping inside she crept down to his basement, but didn’t see anyone along the way. His family was likely out somewhere. She knocked on the door, hearing a “Come in!” before entering the room.

Chris was lounging on a tattered old couch in the center of the room, pose casual as he fiddled with something small in his hands. He dropped it as soon as he noticed her come in, a small smile gracing his face as he sat up and beckoned her over. She moved to sit down next to him.

He was wearing a tight-fitting shirt and a plaid outer layer, entirely casual. How did he still manage to look so good?

“You made it without trouble?” He spoke and she was shaken out of her thoughts.

“Yeah, thank God.”

“Here, wait a sec, I’ll go put on a record.”

She watched him get up, admiring his hair as the curls bounced around his head with the movement. He had been growing it out lately, after he dropped out of their high school.

As he thumbed through his records she couldn’t help but let her mind wander to the more hectic places of her brain. She had promised to take that shift, maybe it was a bit rude… but then again Tracy volunteered genuinely and she needed the money more than her… and Ma, well Ma was tired right? She did kind of come home unannounced…

But that doesn’t excuse their interaction. Or does it? Is she not a good enough daughter? She’s let her mother down again, hasn’t she? With everything she does…

Ugh, she hated overthinking.

She was so lost in her head that she hadn’t noticed him walking back. He’d played it safe with a Beatles record. Classic.

He sat back down, arm draped across the armrest on the opposite side of her, and shot her a smile as he bobbed his head to the music.

She had let her mother down. Especially by what she was doing now. She felt guilty for feeling so much better when with him than with her own mother.

Her smile which had matched his turned into a grimace as she thought about it. There would be hell to pay tonight, once she got home.

She could tell he noticed the way her smile morphed because his fell too. He had always been emotionally intuitive, as if there was a bond tethering him to the people close to him so he could always sense what they were feeling. In some cases it was great to have someone you could wordlessly communicate with like that. But she didn’t want Chris to pick up on this in particular.

“You alright? You look really tired. Maybe I shouldn’t have gotten you to come.” He frowned.

She felt her stomach do a somersault inside at his concern. “No, no, being here is much better than whatever else I could be doing.” She almost flushed at the confession.

He looked like he didn’t really believe her.

A period of silence. She felt his concerned gaze even as she stared at her lap.

“You… wanna talk about it?”

She took in a breath. She was sure Chris dealt with way worse, what with his family and school situation; whining to him would only create a bad impression. And she couldn’t afford that. She cared about what he thought of her too much and he was one of the few she had left.

“I don’t mean to push if you really don’t want to, but I just think keeping it in is much worse than anything letting it out could cause.

“I know because I don’t often take that advice.” He cracked a small smile, looking at her softly.

She felt her tension ease a bit with his small quip.

Aren’t friends supposed to listen and be there for you? Why was she feeling so choked up around him?

She knew why. Ever since he’d chosen to sit next to her in Biology she’d known why.

She trusted him. He’d always given good advice, regardless of if he followed it himself.

Okay, okay, it’s okay.

“Uh,” wow. Off to a great start, self.

She pushed herself on, “This is gonna sound unimportant so. I just don’t want it to seem like I’m complaining about something tiny.”

He furrowed his brow. “If it’s making you feel like this it’s obviously not small. Don’t worry about it. I won’t judge.”

“There’s just always so much pressure, y’know?”

“From my parents to succeed, from my friends to seem perfectly okay, and from myself to just do better.” Just keep going.

“I can’t. I’m already trying my hardest. It’s like, everybody wants something from you. And there are all these different faces you have to put up to rise to their expectations and-” Keep calm.

“It just overwhelms and-” she broke off, letting out an ashamed, frustrated sigh, “I’m sorry- I just don’t have the words to convey it-”

She saw his chest rise and fall and he tentatively opened up his arms in an invite.

Her eyes widened even amidst her mix of emotions. He was rarely a physically intimate person. Which is why she took advantage of this to melt into his arms.

He leaned back on the couch, holding her there. She felt his hair tickle at her shoulder and let out a watery sigh. The butterflies collided and fluttered viciously in her chest. This is not the time for this! She chided herself. But as his warm chest pressed against hers and their arms slotted together she couldn’t help it.

“You have no idea how much I understood what you just said,” He let out a breathy laugh, whispering against her ear. “You don’t have to worry about how I’ll see you.”

He felt so warm. So warm and soft and good. So much more genuine that Ma’s cold arms draped around her artificially. But that was what she was stuck with. She tried to savor the moment as she didn’t know how long it would be before she got to feel him like this again.

A few moments passed and she forced herself to at least try to come back down to reality.

“Chris?” she whispered into his hair with a small sigh.

“Yeah?” She felt his chin move against her shoulder with the word.

“I have to go. My mom is… expecting me for dinner.” It took all her willpower to admit that. Especially when she knew what would inevitably be awaiting her there.

She tried to pull away, “Don’t go.” He pulled her closer, flush against him again, “You don’t want to go, do you?”

“No..” she admitted.

He dragged her down, the two of them now lying on their sides on the couch, facing each other with her head still buried in his hair, “Stay the night then.”

Her mouth formed a discreet “o” at the proposal. Was she dreaming? She was glad they were so close because she was sure her face had flushed a beet red.

“I…”

“I have food and extra blankets. Or we could stay up, if you want. I’ll even let you choose which records to put on. All you gotta do is stay with me.”

“You drive a tempting bargain.” She laughed, desperately hoping she didn’t seem too eager, “I’m just worried about the consequences…”

“If your mom does anything I’ll always be open for you. Promise, alright?”

“…Alright.” There was no way she could have said no.

As he planted a shy kiss on her shoulder, with only her mother waiting for her at home, how could she refuse?

[cimacally]

💅 honestly rating dps ships cause I should be sleeping very much rn 🫦

Anderperry - 10/10. Do I even have to elaborate. It's almost CANON, there's CHEMISTRY ARHGRHSJ. MY MENTALLY UNWELL SHAYLAAASS.

Knarlie - 2/10. Don't come for me, I just don't like Knox and Charlie deserves better. Like, Knox's not a bad person (he kinda is cause wtf he did to Chris) but ehhhh.

Mittsie - 9/10. HEIGHT DIFFERENCE, LOOKS DIFFERENCE, INTERESTS SIMILARITY!! I looove this ship both as a couple and as best friends :DD

Chameron - 9.5/10. Not 10 cause idk why, I don't want this to be too bland lmao. OKAY SO. ENEMIES/RIVALS TO LOVERS + ROOMMATES TROPE. AND THEY'RE BOTH SO SIMILAR BUT SO SO DIFFERENT. AND IT'S SO ANGSTY BUT CAN BE SO CUTEEE

Charlie x Meeks (Cheeks?) - 6/10. I am NOT a multishipper I'm sorry 😭. But they're still adorable and healthier than Chameron... but Mittsie is too fitting and I love chameron w all my heart. But bonus points for cuteness and "Meeks. Doors. Close." "Yessir." Part

Charlie x Todd (Dalterson?) - normally 2/10 post-canon 7/10. Idk guys, after Neil neiled himself I think they'd comfort eachother but I don't rlly think it'd be an honest, pure love. I think they'd both cling to each other to not forget about Neil. If they'd end up as a couple, I think it would work out but... they wouldn't forget about their first loves. And they'd both know it.

Charlie x Neil (Cherry?) - normally 5/10 pre-canon 6/10. I LOVE them as besties but romantically idk. I can't see them as a couple. Maybe experimentally but nahhhh. Best friends forever!!

Cameron x Meeks (no idea) - 3/10. 3 points for nerds in love trope.

Cameron x Stick (idk either) - 4/10. Y'all I'm starting to think it's biased cause I have 3 main ships and can't ship the ppl with anyone else. Anyways, I lowkey can see it but still can't (?)

Chrisginny - 8/10. LEBANESE ICONS. Not 10 cause too little screen time so we can't really see it 😭😭. BUT I STILL LOVE ITTT. CHERRIES & CHOCOLATE SHIP 😖

Chox (Chris x Knox) - listen bitch you can't stalk

Chox2 (Chet x Knox) - FR 7/10. IT'S KINDA A CRACK SHIP OR IS IT??? I LITERALLY CAN SEE IT. PLEASE.

Keating x McAllister (dunno) - 6/10. WOULD GIVE MORE BUT KEATING HAS A GIRLFRIEND IN LONDON AND IT FEELS SO UNFAIR TO HER >:(. But def need it pre-canon!

Charginny - 4/10. I CAN see it but I don't rlly like it. Cute and even not-too-out-of-pocket but. Nah. Not for me. Still cute tho.

I don't think I know more cause does anyone ships smth like Neil x Pitts or Cameron x Chet lmao. Tell me if I forgot abt something.

[midnightcandygoblin]

My WoF Arc 4 Theories/Predictions so I can say "I called it" when my time comes

I'll probably be editing this with more later btw

Beryl (he/him, mother of Mulberry) will be a gray area parent. Not great like Ruby or Thorn, but not horrible like Scarlet or Cadelle

Umber and the hybrid prince are gay and dating. Or it could be a slow-burn

The hybrid prince is half Skywing and half Rainwing, makes sense because of the fruit name. Or alternatively Sky-Leafwing!

Peril and Sky meet and they were set up by friends to meet and now they're over sharing with each other and they FINALLY get to the conclusion of "So. I think we're siblings." and Kinkajou or Moon or Snowfall or Lynx pops out of a bush behind them like "YOU FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT. CONGRATS."

Queen Coral gets another husband so she can have new heirs bc let's be honest Tsunami and Anemone aren't that great of candidates for the throne and who knows what Auklet is gonna be like. or maybe she just found a new love, idk <-Not sure if that can happen because there may be a limit as to how many heirs a tribe can have

I forgot the names of the characters but the Silkwing and their Hivewing partner will be on that new island

Also the Leafwing and her Silkwing partner, they will be there too

NEW TRIBE!! The Webclaws, a wingless tribe that they theorize is related to the Silkwings for their web-spinning abilities and they are natives (or at least the oldest dragon tribe) on that new island

More queer characters! yippee!

Less scavengers please (I enjoyed Dragonslayer, but no more please. I rlly love the dragons :(( or humans idk whatever)

Chameleon makes a comeback. he is called an "arrogant slime weasel" (he is) and then his papers are taken away from him for good 😌 Sky meets him

Sora!! Sora, my girl, I don't really have any theories for what role she will play, but SORA!! I love her sm

More of Cobra Lily PLEASE I'M BEGGING SHE'S SO ICONIC AND WE ONLY HAD HER FOR 8 SECONDS

If there is a time skip, then I assume that some of the DoD might have their own dragonets (clerilclerilclerilclerilclerilcle)

Starflight and Fatespeaker are official!

Sunny does not get a love interest Tui takes it back, Sunny is aroace 🔪fight me

Also it will be clarified that while Fatespeaker cannot see the future she has a tiny little bit of mind reading capabilities and can mostly sense what others are feeling like intensely :))

tsunami learns aquatic!! tsunami bonds with her brothers!! tsunami appreciates sunny!

moonbli breakup, qinter canon :(( pls they had so much more chemistry. do not put my girl moon into a love triangle! book 10 epilogue isn't real!

More Anemone and Tamarin <3

More Pineapple and Jambu <3

More Snowfall and Lynx <3

Queen Snowfall goes with the main characters to the new island and finds her older sister there with her Mudwing boyfriend

If it's a MAJOR time skip then one of Starflight's nieces or nephews has the gift of prophecy and makes this new prophecy

if not, then it's Moon again my poor girl 😭 she cannot catch a break

Tsunami is NOT an asshole about the prophecy bc she is better and will not complain when Moon (or someone else) has a prophecy that they cannot help. woman up, tsunami.

plot twist: They find something in the old Nightwing kingdom (queendom?) that is related to prophecy business and it was foreseen 2 thousand years ago but it will happen now. maybe left by clearsight?

Fierceteeth is the new Nightwing queen

New Mudwing queen?

Lady Jewel becomes Queen Jewel

New Silkwing queen!! Luna? One of her mothers? Or maybe king? Blue?

The flamesilks . . . uh . . . where are they again? Are they still in the warehouse or did they escape? That gets clarification

If there is a new tribe, then Moon (or another mind reader) has to try using her (his/their/its) mind reading abilities to see if that will help them communicate with each other bc the new tribe might not speak Dragon

smth smth smth leafspeak is used for communication?

Umber is a linguist?? He learns their language quickly?? He translates?? that's how the romance between him and Mulberry starts???

Or the Hybrid prince is half whatever-Beryl-is and half-the-other-tribe and he translates for everyone (me too bro)

The next main cast is Umber, another Seawing royal brother, Mulberry, someone we've had as a POV before (Snowfall? Peril?), Cliff, a hybrid (heck, maybe even Typhoon? I can't remember if that was her name exactly but the Ice-Seawing, it was smth like Typhoon??) and/or a completely new character (<- basically a guarantee)

The average Rainwing can read!

Peacemaker is a chill guy. Darkstalker is gone forever. please

Hope drops some more lore about the past

Another Mudwing character hatched from a blood-red egg

Honestly I'll just be happy if Clay gets some screen(page?)time

More ghost stories (Not necessarily Animus ghost stories)

Someone with Animus powers, firescales, mind reading, foresight, royal blood, and/or a lack of defense (missing a barbed tail as a Sandwing or not having frost breath as an Icewing for example)

More hybrids!

What happened to the other Talons? I know it had some elaboration but STILL

Beryl himself is a hybrid (of what idk)

[cgtg]

yooo the guy who suggested the orwells 2 you is back again i just wanted 2 say that i was looking at some of ur other music stuffs n had no idea you also liked yoni wolf/why but thats awesome

i love local artists & he produced an album 4 one of my favorite bands so. idk what the point of saying all this was just needed to let you know u've got awesome taste :^)

oh shit yeahhh dude im a huge huge yoni wolf/why? fan, along with every collab he did in anticon back in the day w/ doseone, nosdam, fog, & the like. everyone in that anticon circle. like since i was a kid ive been a fan of why? haha. his music is rlly central to my life & a big inspo for me !

its come up multiple times btwn tgcg and here but i don't talk about stuff too much i guess. younger yoni is my main dave voice hc as an example roflmao.

yeah, love why?. love why? to bits. anticon & its members/collaborators are a very special interest for me. i could talk about them for hours. he's my fav lyricist of all time by a longshot.

are u talkin about pedestrian (anticon) or maybe lala lala btw? i can only think of those & serengeti that he's produced for, & not just collabed with but maybe im missing smth out haha. i've been pretty public on how much i love serengeti tho so i'll assume u don't mean him? anyways, yeah, lmk

& thankx ^_^ hope ur doing good. i enjoyed listening 2 the orwells, i think i forgot to follow up on which tracks i liked from disgraceland -- think my faves were "gotta get down", "blood bubbles", & "north ave." although i will say that terrible human beings was my fav of the 2 albums. rlly enjoyed that one :J

yeah, thanks for keeping in touch

[jerich0two]

Hi! I don't know if your ace or not, and if this question makes you uncomfortable ignore it, but is it possible for ace people to like, stop being ace if they find the right person? I just feel rlly guilty about reading alastor fics knowing that he's ace and ig this would make me have peace of mind or smth?

I am ace! But I can't speak on behalf of all aces, since everyone's experience is different. There aren't any “rules” to live by as an ace person. Honestly, you can do whatever you want and still be ace. You can also use the label and then find it doesn't fit you anymore, no harm done. That being said… the idea that asexual people will “stop being ace if they find the right person” is a very dodgy one. From what I've seen/read, it tends to be used to invalidate the ace identity. People on the asexual spectrum can and do take partners, and some people end up feeling sexual attraction (demisexuals and grey-aces, for example), but that doesn't make them any less ace.

(more thoughts below the cut-off)

  I'll throw in my personal opinion here (since this is my blog!): with Alastor specifically, canonically he seems uninterested in sex at the very least, and maybe even sex-repulsed. I don't think the people writing Alastor fics or drawing ship art are being malicious, and the same goes for the people consuming that content. Go right ahead and read those Alastor fics if you want. Personally, I don't care. I've seen some posts on here from other (aro)ace people endorsing the writing and reading of that kinda thing! But IMO, it’s been disappointing to see Alastor's canon identity thrown out so frequently in favour of making shipping/sexual content. There are so many other characters you could be shipping! And I don't think the vast majority of people are thinking to themselves, “he's ace, but there are so many different ways to be ace, and I'd like to explore that for his character”, they're just using it as an excuse to ignore his identity and give him the same treatment as the rest of the cast. But again, I don't think (most) people are being malicious. Just (maybe wilfully) ignorant.

  Anyway, sorry for the ramble! If you really feel guilty about reading Alastor fics, find fics with other characters you can comfortably enjoy. I reckon that'd be a better time for everyone haha /lh

(And do keep in mind that this is my personal opinion. Other aces might feel differently! If you think I've spoken out of turn here, feel free to let me know – I'm not used to talking about my identity online ^^”)

[isa-ghost]

OKAY UM MORE HC WITH THE EGGS IF U GOT ANY (ANY OF THE EGGS)

I'm gonna do Richas because he's my favorite after Chayanne and Lullah :D

qPhil headcanons masterlist

Richas scares Phil a little bc he's a brand of wildchild he's never encountered before. And his parents?? For the most part are just fine with that?? Survivalist man is screaming.

If the Cellbit and Baghera rescue mission had actually happened, Phil would've seen a whole new side of Richas and it'd change his perspective a bit. Still an unhinged gremlin, but also fearless, determined, full of endless love and loyalty. He knows what he's doing and he does it well, he just needs adults to trust that he can do it.

This goes for Pac too, but any jokes Richas makes with his prosthetic leg make Phil lose it, they always take him by surprise and they're always the right amount of out of pocket to make Phil reel. It's even better if Richas removes the prosthetic and does some wild ass shit with it. He's made Phil screech before. It was a mistake on Phil's part, now he tries to make him scream on purpose.

A lot of "peak qsmp era" horrors felt centered around the Brazilians and goddamn does Phil think Richas is so unbelievably resilient bc of it. That kid is so happy go lucky and comes off so carefree despite everything that's happened to him or his myriad of parents and Phil just cannot fathom it bc he would've broken by now.

Which btw Phil thinks it's rlly fucking funny that Richas was collecting parents like Pokémon and every now and then he'd try to come up with a funny convoluted way to Also become Richas's parent purely for the bit. Never came up with one good enough though, being previously FWB with Fit didn't feel like a good enough pipeline. Richas totally would've accepted that reason though.

Be it through his usual brand of unhinged fuckery or genuine persuasion, I think Richas could've gotten Phil to try any Brazilian food or snack, even if Phil was like "there's no way I'll like that." I'm truthing Richas would get him addicted to smth besides Guaraná.

GOD Richas would've loved to spar with Phil. Phil would be far too nervous to go all out on the kid but Richas would absolutely love it.

Richas's tiny arms never fail to make Phil laugh. He just can't. All Richas has to do is Orange Justice and it's all over, Phil's dying until he gets the hiccups.

Richas would be the motherfucker constantly badgering Phil to go fishing if he was able to go back to the Hardcore World with him.

He's, like many others, is in the Phil Take Me Flying When Your Wings Work club.

Tbfh more accurately I think Richas is impatient to hatch in the hopes he'll have wings so he can be taught to fly himself. (And the heart attacks he'd give Phil then.... MAN)

I don't know where in the deep recesses of my brain this came from but I need them in a laser tag fight on the same team because Richas would THRIVE watching Pro Halo Sniper Tío Philza Minecraft absolutely obliterate motherfuckers.

Phil feels a teeny bit bad about it but he's genuinely surprised Richas didn't perma-die with how reckless he could be.

Phil 100% noticed a change in Richas post-Purgatory and isn't sure if it was because of that or because of a death he had around then. Whatever it was, he picked up on Richas seeming a lot more Fuck It We Ball but in a kinda,, maybe needs to at least talk about it to someone way. Not his kid so he didn't want to butt in or overstep, but he still felt worried about it.

100% thinks Richas is overall underestimated though. Or maybe Richas intentionally fools people into thinking such. But Mr. Angel of Death can see it, that kid's TNT in a shell.

[trevination]

I'm curious for marlie have you talked about how they got together? Or shared like a first kiss etc?? I'm actually so curious!

AHHH YESS!! well i havent posted about it but we've tapped about it on discord and AHHH its so important to me omg

okay so. they pine after each other for a WHILE. charlie has always known he's gay so he's just like "i wanna kiss this man so bad" but micah's just casually thinking "it feels like the sun has been brought into my life" and just. Not. realizing he likes him. charlie keeps trying to like hint to micah that he likes him and very casually flirt and show he's interested in him but micah is not fucking catching the hints, even as he's realizing he likes charlie romantically (and micah isn't like. scared or ashamed to be gay honestly he's like "that makes sense" but he knows how awful his life would be if people found out and he cant do that to his family). eventually, charlie's thinking like "oh maybe i've been reading this the wrong way" and he starts like pulling away from micah because he's trying not to hurt himself even more. and micah's just like "????? what? what happened did i do smth"

like u also need to know they are just casually So domestic and gay. like micah gets home from work in the evening and charlie is playing with rosie and messing with the twins and helping them with homework and making dinner. charlie spends Much more time at micah's house than his own (bc his grandparents are neglectful assholes who don't give a fuck abt him) and like. the number of times charlie has fallen asleep on micah on the couch or the times micah has tucked charlie in when he crashes at his house. and charlie subconsciously referring to the foster house as 'home' and charlie being the only person micah could ever be open with... ohh my god they make me sick

BUT back on topic. charlie isnt even being super distant, he's just not being as affectionate but its so abnormal micah's like "wtf" and confronts him, not wanting to lose the one person he has, the one thing in like he's so selfishly wanted. charlie is stuttering a bunch and trying to figure out what to say, because he cant tell anymore if micah likes him romantically but he's saying all this stuff about how he doesn't wanna lose charlie, and charlie stutters through telling him he likes him and-- as charlie's trying to explain, micah just realizes "I rlly love him" and charlie's stuttering comes to a pause as he's trying to figure out what to say and micah just... kisses him.

i imagine it's both of their first kisses, maybbeeee charlie kissed someone once in like middle school? but it's the first time there's ever been an actual emotional connection for either of them. sparks just fly. micah has never had someone to be so open with, weak around, and charlie has never had someone who genuinely Wanted him, who cared about him so personally. it's just. they don't even need to say anything. they just kiss each other and hug and lay down on the couch (this would def be nighttime when rosie and the twins (micah's siblings) are asleep) and just cuddle and kiss and giggle into each others faces . its so sweet and fluffy and charlie 100% cries

then. they wake up in the morning in each others arms and continue their morning routine. make breakfast, wake up the kids, charlie walks them to school then walks to the highschool, micah drives off for work, and they see each other again that evening.

sorry im yapping sm they make me SO SICK THEYRE SO !!!!!! EVERYTHINGG OH MY GODDD <33333 honestly most of what we think about them is. so fucking angsty like idk how much I've talked about charlie's jumping by the socs or what happens after charlie goes to college but... ugh. they mean so much to me they make me sickkkk