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In the Rockstat era there are definitely video compilations of him looking off into the distance and his pupils suddenly dilating like crazy because he has just spotted his husband in the crowd. People know when Louis is there because Lestat looks like a cat about to pounce.
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inkz123 · 4 months ago
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Day 16: Forbidden (frosting)
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kmpshitposter · 2 months ago
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OC MATT of HER C0MBAT
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deepspacenova · 2 months ago
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Zayne’s insomnia + Sylus being the perfect cure HCs
Zayne x Sylus (x Reader)
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Incidentally, reader is third wheeling in like, this whole list (but somehow I feel like many of us won’t mind).
[Inspired by the replies in this post with @leighsartworks216 where we spiraled about Zayne + Sylus… dynamics that made my brain go into full HC mode.]
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Sylus taking care of day to day Onychinus business when he starts to notice traces of Zayne around the house at night: a medical tome left open on the coffee table, a glass of ice water (but mostly ice) on the counter, one of Zayne's rings on the end table;
Pretty sure he understands, Sylus ventures out of his office more often. Each time he sees Zayne, he looks more exhausted but the one time Sylus raises a brow at him, he’s brushed off with an, "I'm fine.";
Sylus, of course, takes it as a challenge and makes it his mission to become the biggest tease. I mean, he's king of pushing the limits of your self control, so Zayne’s cinder block wall exterior is the ultimate challenge and he’s set on tearing that shit down brick by fucking brick;
It starts with touches. Brushing Zayne's hand, playfully squeezing the back of Zayne’s neck when he walk past him on a business call, using his evol to pull Zayne's books, phone, snacks out of his hands;
But then there's Sylus' words. And when it comes to those, Zayne's a goner. He's used to you being forward in your affections with him but he can't help but clear his throat at Sylus' double entendres and flirty quips, or feel heat in his abdomen when Sylus uses his drawling rasp;
"You’re always so tense, Z. Want me to loosen you up?";
"Those medical texts aren't doing anything to put you to sleep. Maybe you need something that penetrates deeper... into that overactive mind of yours.";
"I know you're the doctor, but maybe you need someone else to prescribe your... treatment tonight.";
It’s not long before it becomes a subconscious thing for Zayne — seeking out Sylus whenever he jolts awake at night. Zayne's very adamant that it’s because he doesn’t want to disturb you in bed though (sure baby boy);
But there's something about Sylus’ ruthless teasing and the mind games they play that has him tired out within an hour of even the worst of his nightmares;
And he'd never admit it out loud but sometimes, Zayne falls back asleep imagining the satisfaction he'd get from finally silencing the Onychinus leader's teasing by stuffing his cock down his throat;
Of course Sylus can tell when Zayne’s frustration and tension finally snaps. His new favorite thing is seeing Zayne try to resist him before he gives up and crawls back into bed;
Sylus knows exactly how to wear him down. Sometimes, it’s pulling the book from Zayne's hand with his evol, only to say "Careful, doctor. Grabbing it like that might get you into trouble,” when Zayne reaches over to snatch it back;
Sometimes he sneaks up behind Zayne, kissing the back of his neck while his Evol tugs Zayne's hips back against him;
Cut to Zayne, pants pulled down to his ankles, legs over Sylus's shoulder, getting the best fuckin blow job of his life. Sylus holding onto his thighs, refusing to let the doctor hesitate to squeeze around his head. Zayne's hand in Sylus's hair, pulling and tugging and trying to keep some semblance of control;
Zayne throwing his head back against the couch, breath choked in his throat, hand tight in Sylus's hair to keep his nose pressed to his stomach, but then Sylus pulls off of him. It's frustrating, it draws unexpected noises from him. And Sylus just smirks and says he promised to tire him out, kissing all up his hip and legs; (credit to @leighsartworks216 for these pieces of genius).
On particularly bad nights, Zayne goes to the balcony to catch his breath and some cold air to calm himself down. One night Sylus, effortlessly smug with the phone at his ear, at work, uses his evol to force Zayne to his knees. "Handle it today," he says to the person on the phone, "you know how I like to put men in their place.";
Speaking of, Sylus loooves edging Zayne. Leaving him a panting, writhing mess, pulling away just when Zayne’s hand tightens in his hair or his breath hitches in his throat. “I said I’d tire you out, but I never said I’d make it easy.”;
For a guy who doesn't say much, Zayne's vocal and very demanding in the heat of the moment - which wakes you up sometimes.
Knowing all about Sylus' scheme to tire Zayne out, you love sliding into bed hand pressed to his chest, "Doctor Zayne, your heart is racing, maybe we need to do some tests?" Sylus chuckles darkly, watching Zayne’s eyes flutter between both of you. The idea of you both teaming up to tire him out finally makes Zayne’s control slip;
The best time of day is twilight, a few hours before you and Zayne start the day, as Sylus is ending his. The three of you fall into bed, Zayne's body is exhausted and his mind is quiet. Barely keeping his eyes open when his fingers twine with yours. Sylus pulls you close from behind, his hand on top of both of yours. Sylus smirks at both of you, proud of himself. "The only nightmare you two are allowed to have is me."
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o-sunny-day · 1 month ago
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Im am going to run into traffic
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ezraholmes · 23 days ago
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not a fic or anything BUT
he knows I exist omg
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b4tteryaciid · 2 months ago
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Gavin Vs Food
TLDR: Gavin makes very questionable life decisions
I feel like Gavin is the type of guy to eat a bunch of weird shit. He'll root through his fridge and reach all the way into the back and grab a few random items thatve been there for centuries. Obviously he'll check the expiration dates, he's not stupid. He grew up living by "expirations dates are a suggestion" and eating food past the best-by date if it smelt, looked, and tasted normal. He grew up trying to waste as little food as possible and it just stuck. Whether it be because his family needed all the money they could manage, or that throwing out food that could still be eaten was a huge waste, they wasted as little as possible. Unless it smelt, looked, or tasted sour, or was too terribly far from the best by date it was eaten. He would rather eat questionable food and reap the consequences later, than throw out food that could have been eaten. For some reason, whenever he threw out old food he always felt guilty. He assumed it was because when he was struggling to pay the bills and feed himself, he would've graciously excepted food someone else deemed 'too bad'. One night he grabbed some, probably expired, bagles, 3 month out pumpkin spice cream cheese, sliced sandwich cheese, and some, very freezer-burnt breakfast patties, and made himself a questionably edible sandwich abomination. To top it off he drenched the whole thing in spicy mayo for some godforsaken reason. Surprisingly it was delicious. He was fine until his stomach woke him up at 3 AM and forced him into an unexpected meeting with the bathroom. Not fun. Was worth It though.
Gavin also regularly made food directly on the counter. No plate, cutting board, or even paper towel to separate his meal and the counter, which had been cleaned god knows when. He couldn't even physically remeber the last time he cleaned it properly.
The 'Five Second Rule' was also very prominent in the Reed household. The house wasn't filthy but it wasn't spotless either. Drop some lunch meat? Looks fine with no visible dirt? Blow it off or rinse it, you'll survive. He had a shitty little roomba that roamed around every other day so the floor wasn't too dirty. Gavin also exclusively wore socks on the tiled parts of his floor unless the roomba had devoured all the dirt because he didn't like the feel of it on his feet.
He was convinced he must be God's favorite because it was a miracle he was still alive with this less than ideal behavior. Tina had once suggested he might be lactose intolerant because he sometimes complained about his stomach aches. Her mother was lactose intolerant so she knew a thing or too. He vehemently denied it though, he was sure it just boiled down to his questionable food choices, caffeine addiction, and stress. It was most likely a combination of all three.
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momozilliness · 29 days ago
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starting a metab sandwich diet as soon as winter break ends bcs i need to be skinny and happy as soon as possible :3
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shysheeperz · 9 months ago
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leashybebes · 1 month ago
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overwhelmed and delighted by the reaction to the first two chapters of allying 🥺 i know i've said it before but i'm so grateful to have found a little community in this fandom who make me want to create for the first time in so long. i'm feeling so soft and full of feelings.
i'm trying to post a chapter once the one following it is done so that i can stay ahead/motivated, which means i'm currently working on chapter 4 aka the glory hole chapter aka things really start getting weird and i'm soooo excited to share it
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simping-anonymous · 9 months ago
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obsessed w this guy. he always looks like he's on the verge of tears. he loves bunnies. he was born, nay, genetically engineered to be emo. his super special magic ability is just throwing swords at people. he's captured my heart
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I am thinking about Lestat in his interview with Daniel, getting steadily more and more annoyed at how often Daniel calls him on his shit.
He's just staring at Daniel with those big blue eyes like 👁👄👁 meanwhile he's imagining removing Daniel's limbs in the most painful way possible.
"Stop thinking about dismembering me." "I'm not." "Lestat, I can read your mind."
And then maybe they'd fuck about it or something.
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martitheevans · 3 months ago
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I fucking love potatos oh my god
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sweetronancer · 1 year ago
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GUYS GUYS HEAR ME OUT!!!
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jealous nancy wheeler.
(in ronance context)
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classyruinsbarbarian · 1 month ago
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I am putting those guys in situations and by situations I mean...
Unending love, comfort, peace, and friendship because canon did them DIRTY.
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darkcloudsatnight · 2 months ago
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This is a
Sandwich
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