#wait do they have shipname

[perelka-l]

u said u dont have a lance doctorate but luckily I DO . lance/silver is good. listen to me. this isn’t propaganda (it is)

brat tamer lance ok. ok. silver is a bratty kid with daddy issues and a suppressed praise kink and lance is either going to fix him or fuck him trying. think abt it

- ☔️

Hello, ☔ anon! Ok first things first: :O :O :O :O :O :O :O :O :O I AM LISTENING VERY INTENTLY I AM PUTTING 100% OF MY NEURONS TO WORK

Thank you for offering me your doctorate for good things!!! So I have thoughts now!! Like, I always knew Lance more as more goody guy, if at times to dipping ridiculous levels but... I guess he didn't manage all the dragons being nice, so maybe there is something underneath that.

And maybe maybe as much as Lance really wants to be nice and help Silver out on his path in becoming a better trainer and person... But Silver is bratty and tsundere and mildly traumatized and can't deal with/doesn't want Lance's goodness. And maybe Lance genuinely wants to do this nice way but one day Silver is particularly bratty and maybe says something that makes Lance snap and go ok, I tried.

Silver would probably be a little scared seeing Lance do, well, maybe not a 180 but definitely he would never expect to be manhandled so roughly by this guy of all people like this... Maybe even dip a bit into a dubcon territory but they are both a bit fed up? Maybe even mid-training, just right there, on a ground and still entirely clothed, somewhere away from people but still in plain daylight.

(And later Lance will apologize for being so rough and praise him for enduring it and Silver clings to him and notes for the future what made all of this happen and ponder how else he can put ice under that dragon's scales uwu)

I hope those are correct conclusions based on subject matter dear professor from Lance studies ;w;

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Static

This is a drabble I have been planning for a while and I finally know how I want to write it :3

Are you ready?

First Drabble here (with original prompt by @spotaus ) Prev Drabble here Next Drabble here

You see.... there was still something that hadden been addressed :3 Something about how Dust was dealing with the pressure and looks and backstory he has to follow :3

No beta and no edit. (also it is a big boy woops)

Timeline is that Nightmare was deaged like 4 months ago. One month in farmtale

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Cross isn't sure how to deal with the tension in the air.

The bickering between Killer and Dust isn't making it any better.

Okay, Cross has got to be honest. It is much as much bickering as it is Killer being annoying and Dust trying to ignore him.

It had started this morning wiht Dust being more anti-social than usual. Easy to note by the fact that he had darkened the inside of his hoody.

Dust hadn't said a single word the whole day even as he went through the motions perfectly.

Cross is enver sure how to help in these moments. The moments which Horror once explained where most likely the times when the maybe ghost maybe hallucination of Dust's brother were extra loud.

Cross isn't even sure what that situation is. He asked everyone but Dust about it and no one really knows for sure if the Papyrus haunting Dust is actually a ghost. Or if it is a hallucination made of his own guilt. From what Cross heard from the others Dust isn't sure either.

The fact remains. They had tried to help in the ways they usually do. Cross tried to stay near in case he wanted something but mostly kept quiet. Cross tried to be a quiet reminder that Dust isn't alone and isn't whereever he was before.

Horror makes Dust's favourites and gently bullies him into eating and taking care of himself.

Killer tries to distract him.

Killer's tactis either goes very well or very wrong. At least Cross has been told that.

Cross has seen the two fight obviously but as soon as one manages to down the other the fight ends. The winner will be smug in their own way, Killer by loudly proclaiming victory while Dust will just have this smug little smile on his face.

The first time they just tackled one another to fight Cross had been worried. But after getting Horror and asking him what to do he had reassured Cross that this was just something the two did. For Dust it helps unload some of his large magic levels and overcharge and for Killer... welll Horror isn't sure about Killer, he assumes Killer just likes fighting or the attention with fighting.

Cross watches as Killer hangs all over Dust and yaps away about something. Cross can see that the fork Dust is holding is slowly but surely starting to curve under the pressure of Dust's phalanges.

Cross can see that Crop is a lot more nervous as he looks between the two worried before looking at Horror. Horror shrugs at the unspoken question.

Cross turns to check on Nightmare and sees him looking at the two with a frown. Cross grins and nudges him "No need to frown. Just them being silly again." he smiles.

Nightmare looks at him before looking back at the two. The frown not leaving "no... it isn't."

Cross is immediantly more worried, and he already was worried! He studies the two and notices that Dust is breathing very shallowly. Cross looks at Horror and signs it quickly to him.

Horror has a look of alarm on his face before slowly, and very carefully, inching closer "Come on Killer. That is enough. Not in the kitchen."

Killer grins cheerfully, completely unaware of the ticking timebomb he is hanging over "oooooh! here comes your knight in shining armour Dusty!"

Dust's fist twitches and Cross can see the fork fold over completely. Oh no.

Killer continues on as he leans on the other "Princess Dusty, getting saved and needing protection-"

And Killer flies over the table right into the stone wall, leaving large cracks on it. Dust follows two seconds after and punches him straight on the face.

Horror gets to Dust and tries to pull him off only to be turned blue and pushed away. Horror manages to fight the force but is still pushed away.

Cross doesn't think as he grabs Nightmare and backs up against the wall on the other side of the room. Even as Nightmare makes an unhappy noise and reaches for Dust. Nope! Not save right now!

Dust stands there panting heavily as mana and magic crack like electricity over him. Fuck. He is overcharged with magic. Fuck they are idiots to not realise that was going to happen soon. Fuck fuck fuck.

Horror somehow still looks calm even with the two different coloured eye lights staring straight at him from under the dark hood. "It is okay... we just ened to go out and-"

Dust huffs "Don't fucking bother." he sounds furious. He glances around the room and looks into Cross's direction for a moment. Dust looks away with a flinch and he is out of the room.

The front door slams shut.

Horror is by Killer as he helps him up. Killer groans as he rubs his skull "okay... maybe i was pushing it... again."

Horror gives him a 'no shit' look before checking his wounds.

Cross glances at Crop who had backed out of the kitchen and now inches back in "is everyone okay? what... waht was that?!" he waves at the front door.

Horror sighs as he rubs his skull "Overcharge... Dust has a lot of LV, EXP, magic and mana. Even with his buffed stats it gets a lot and he needs to release the steam or well... it goes off." he glances around "Sorry for your kitchen..."

Crop nods as he looks at the frontdoor "is it... safe for him?"

Horror nods as he looks into the same direction "It is... just dumb i forgot he would need to discharge...." he sighs.

Killer groans as he gets up "We all forgot. We have been busy and well... I think Dusty forgot as well."

A tug on his sleeve and Cross looks down at Nightmare. Nightmare just looks at him "Can I go to Dust?"

Cross feels panicked "no?! Just let him discharge Nightmare. You know he will be fine."

Nightmare shakes his skull as he looks at the frontdoor "It seemed different... I can't explain." a frown on his face of frustration.

Cross frowns as he looks at Horror and Killer. They share looks before moving towards the front door.

A loud boom of thunder and they open it to stare.

A large vortext of pure black clouds with purple lightning. SLowly but surely swirling to somewhere above the fields.

Crop whistles "Well then... I never saw that much magic before." he frowns and points "That normal?"

Cross follows the direction as he sees small zaps and static all in the air, all that same purple colour.

Killer shakes his skull "No that isn't normal... fuck I need to apologise..." he rubs his skull before quickly looking at Nightmare "don't repeat that." Nightmare shoots him an annoyed look.

Killer grins back before walking towards the stairs of the porch with purpose. only to get zapped as soon as he gets off the wood. Killer yelps and rushes back to stand behind Horror. glaring at the air "Rude! What the hell Dusty!"

horror frowns at him "hurt?"

Killer shakes his skull "More like a tiny zap when you are like static and stuff." he frowns and looks at the air "Though i don't know how that will be once that gets worse..."

Cross frowns as he follows Killer's sight. Cross can admit he is also worried. if this gets much worse it can spell very bad news.. not to forget that it has never been this bad before... Is this just what happened if they don't help him remember to discharge in time? Is Dust even okay with this much pressure and magic going on?

Cross frowns as he hands Nightmare to Horror "You guys stay here. Help Crop with the kitchen and keep Ngihtmare safe." just in case.

Ngihtmare glares as he is put down "I am safe!"

Cross nods and stares at Killer and Horror "I am going to go to help and try to get him to calm down and discharge safely." a spar usually works best.

Horror frowns as he shakes his skull "I will just come back if it goes wrong."

Cross shoots him a look "I got better stats and have the endurance to keep dodging to get through the worst. Killer has a straight up bullseye by his sternum and he annoyed Dust already. YOu may come back but do you really want to do that to Dust?" Horror frowns but nods his agreement. Cross nods himself "just keep an eye on Nightmare and-"

"See? Perfectly safe."

They all turn only to stare. Becuase Nightmare is just standing off of the porch. in the middle of the static. But nothing happens. the static follows along his body but never zaps him. Nightmare looks unamused "I will go to dusty and fix this."

Cross shakes his skull as he gets off the porch. Fuck the zapping is almost constant. He gets ot Nightmare and picking him up gives him a much much much larger and slightly painful zap. Cross breaths through it "No. You are going to stay here and wait. This is our mess so we will fix it ourselves." he nuzzles the small skull "We got this."

Nightmare looks unhappy to doesn't fight being handing back to Horror, Horror flinches at the zap but takes it in stride.

Cross nods to the others and goes into the direction of the large vortex of clouds.

The zapping is honestly just annoying. It helps that Cross can see none of his HP dropping even as he gets closer and closer.

He ends up finding Dust in the wheat field, well in a circle of completely vaporized wheat. the current and magic having turned the plants and part of the ground into ash. Dust just stands there. muttering as crackles of lighting go all along his body.

Cross gulps before stealing himself "Hey Dust!"

Dust freezes. Okay! Good news! Dust can still hear him! not too far gone!

Cross smiles and feels a bit braver "sorry we didn't realise... want to spar? Blow off a bit of steam?"

Dust tilts his skull but nothing. okay wait! Cross knows what this means!

Cross speaks louder "don't listen to whatever he says!" Dust doesn't react. Cross takes a step closer "please. whatever he says it isn't true or real oaky? Or at least not the full truth and-"

Dust chuckles and stares at him "What? Think i ened fucking protection from him?"

Cross blinks and opens and clsoes his mouth. Not sure what to say "I... euh... maybe?" is this a trick question?

Dust looks displeased by his answer. That is fair Cross couldn't commit to either answer. Dust huffs "Don't fucking bother. I am fine."

Cross frowns and feels braver again. No time for self doubt. Dust needs his help. Cross steps clsoer "You aren't fine."

Dust glares back at him "I am fine!" crackles and the ring of vaporized wheat grows bigger. Oh man Cross hopes Crop won't lose too much money thanks to that.

Cross gulps but keeps going closer "It is okay Dust... If it hurts i can heal you!" his healing is weak but he can still heal! "We just need to get you to use some magic and-"

Dust snaps "You want to see fucking magic!" and it crackles loudly as a snap of lightning crashed just by Dust's feet. Cross yelps and feels afraid it did damage but Dust seems fine even as the energy from the lightning travels through the ground. A loud whine of magic nad Cross sees an overgrown blaster right by Dust's shoulder.

Dust hisses "leave. me. alone."

The blaster blasts and Cross dodges. After the dodge Cross actually feels reassured.

You see?

If Dust wants to hit you. He will hit you. The fact he gave Cross enough time to get ready to dodge and didn't change the direction of the beam to still hit him gives Cross hope.

Cross glares back "I am not leaving." not again. He is not giving up on them again.

Dust glares as more blasters appear "You think I won't do it?! You think I am fucking weak?!"

...Weak?

Cross blinks "No? You are like one of the strongest mosnters I know..." Cross has seen Dust fight Ink 1v1 and win. Dust weak? Why would he ever think that? Who would ever think that?

Dust laughs and more crackles in the air as the static grows. Dust's face becomes visible and he smiles sharply at him "That is quite a different answer than you gave before!"

before? When?! Cross never said Dust was weak!

Cross doesn't really have a chance to dodge. Because even if Dust gives him time to see the attacks coming Cross sitll has to dodge them himself.

Dust growls as he charges more attacks "Helpless? Weak? Useless? come on! You can tell me! I already figured it out anyway! With the endless hovering and shadowing!" another blast.

It clicks.

They are fucking idiots!

Cross looks at him panicked "It is just an backstory!" Dust had said no. They still pushed and he had been unhappy wiht it.

They thought it was fine.

But then again. It isn't Cross who has to deal with it with every interaction he has...

Shit. They are assholes.

Cross barely dodges another blast and Dust frowns a tiny bit. He pulls his arm a bit back and a few blasters hold their fire "Well?! Still weak?! Still useless!?"

Cross needs to do something.

And well, the answer is obvious.

Cross gets ready for his sprint. He needs all the speed he can get. Dust sees him hold his own run and rolls his eye lights before shooting at him with a sneer on his face.

Cross runs straight at Dust, straight at the blast. Dust's sockets and eye lights widen and he has to pull hard at his own magic. the air crackles angerly as the blast changes directions just before it hits Cross.

Cross gets right up into Dust's personal space and locks his arms around the other.

Dust snarls and tries to free himself but Cross has more physical strenght than he has and Cross has a good hold on him with locking his arms to his side.

Dust screams and wiggles "Let me go!"

Cross shakes his skull and pushes close to the other "No. I am not letting go of you." not of you. not of nightmare. not of the others. No. He isn't letting go.

Struggling and more screaming. Blasters going off but without his arms he can't aim them right. Dust goes as far as trying to kick, scratch and even bite him but Cross just keeps holding on. Refusing to give up or give in.

The storm around them calms slowly and eventually Dust goes lax in his arms. still some uneasy crackles far above them but the vortex disappeared and the clouds turned more of a dark grey colour.

It starts to rain and this is when Cross thinks it would be safe to let him go. Not that he does. Cross keeps holding on.

Dust isjust lax in his hold. Not saying a word and Cross doens't even know how to say what he wants to say. That he is sorry for pushing. For not helping Dust think of a new plan. So being so okay with Dust having had to carry most of the burding concerning their back story. and later more responsiblity about money. and before that even with taking care of nightmare. All wihtout Cross even trying to help him.

Cross had just... liked the idea of the backstory. That Dust came to them for help, that Cross had a bit of the savior role in the story... Just like he had enjoyed the idea of some people thinking he and dust had a kid together. Just like he enjoys the idea that everyone knows the four of them are an unit and won't separate... Cross is a jerk.

He still isn't sure what to say "... We can probably change the backstory still..." Instead he just talks.

Dust just sounds tired "We can't..."

Cross shakes his skull and just tightens his hold "No we totally can!" think think think "We... we... we can just be that... that i was the one with the ex! But that i hadn't been sure about a kid... and so i just left but regretted it and found out about the bad stuff..." he is just rambling "So i went back and got you guys for help but nightmare had been so young so he didn't remember me and i was still weird about being a father but you were great at it so you and nightmare bonded and so we just kinda told him it was you and... and..." Cross doesn't know. he is stuck and can't think.

Dust snorts against his shoulder "People will hate that... they won't trust us in anyway if they 'found out' we lied..."

Cross gulps and knows he is right. still... "I am sorry... I should have told killer to stuff it when he oppered."

Dust shrugs "Could have done that myself..."

They continue to sit there in the rain. Cross trying to think of some way to fix this mess.

Dust sighs "It is fine... just... stupid... got the best of me... won't happen again."

Cross feels even worse "I am sorry..."

Dust tries to pull back, probably to shoot him a look of some kind but Cross just keeps holding him tighter. No. Not letting go.

Dust sighs and gives in rather easily "I know why... it is fine..."

Cross shakes his skull "you are overworked... and we were to dumb to see."

Dust lets out an annoyed sigh again "I don't need a babysitter. I should be able to take care of myself just fine cross."

Cross feels tears appear but pusehs them back "It isn't being a babysitter you moron! It is about being friends and looking out for one another and not being a dumb idiot to forget one of your friends also needs help!"

silence.

Cross just keeps going "We shouldn't have pushed the backstory. WHen you said no we should ahve just accepted that! You were uncomfortable wiht that plan. YOu are still uncomfortable wiht it. it isn't fair that we kept pushing and you had to brun for it."

Cross feels himself start to ramble and he doesn't bother to stop it "And then the tinkering! You like that and that is great but that doesn't mean it should be a must or have the pressure of being our solo income! You are overworked and tired and need rest and i don't want to hear any comment or self hating joke about you being lazy!"

Dust huffs and mutters "kill joy" but stays quiet otherwise.

Cross keeps going as if he didn't interrupt him "You are also the one who takes charge with Nightmare and that is fine as well as long as you don't have all the pressure! It is unfair of us to just assume you will decide or have the decision or even that you thought about it! Even if you do have the answers and you did think about it it isn't fair that we put that expectation and pressure on you! We are a team and we should share the burden of stuff!"

Cross pants as he just sits there. feeling partly mortified by what he just said and partly relieved he managed to get it all out.

Dust is quiet for a long time before answering "I don't mind it..." it is hardly more than a whisper.

Cross huffs and just keeps holding it "Even if you don't mind it now clearly it is too much or we wouldn't be sitting in a circle of vaporized plants."

Dust is silent but does give a small nod against his shoulder.

Cross nods himself "When you feel okayish. we will go back to the others. you are going to get cleaned up and sleep. actually sleep. and sleep in. No more trying to get up early wiht Nightmare."

Dust mutters "I sleep in..."

Cross huffs "Yeah. until like 8 or 9 compared to the 5 and 6 of Horror and me. But I mean you need to sleep sleep Dust. Sleep in untill at least 10. Don't even think I won't get Horror or Killer to tie you down to the bed!" Dust is almost always up until late at night. he needs rest clearly.

Dust snorts and mutters "Don't let Killer hear you say that. He will have many things to say about that implication about your preferences."

Oh god no brain don't think about that mental image when Dust is stuck in your arms. You don't want to have that type of conversation now when that image does things to you!

Cross feels himself blush as he stares striaght ahead "Very funny."

Dust snorts "I know."

Cross huffs before spekaing again "Well then! You are going to sleep in and get the rest you actually need. We are no longer going to allow you to plan your days full like you did before anymore."

Dust groans "Cross we still need money."

Cross nods "and so we will figure something out eventually! But you are no longer trying to earn enough for everyone. And please for the love of everything actually buy something nice for yourself for once!" so far he had only spend money on stuff for Nightmare. or clothes for any of them. Cross appreciates the clean clothes and things but please Dust just get stuff for yourself.

Dust mutters and mumbles some stuff but nothing that Cross can really make heads or tails from "Good! Now that we agreed to that... Ready to go back?"

Dust is quiet again but sighs "Yeah.... need to apologise to Killer for attacking him... and crop for probably breaking part of his house..."

Cross nods "Yeah... Good news though Killer didn't have actual HP damage so i think even when mad you were pretty controlled over what you actually wanted, which was just Killer to shut up I guess... as for Crop's house I only saw some cracks and Horror and I can do enough construction stuff to fix that." a moment of silence "Also Killer owns you an apology for annoying you the whole day."

Dust listens before sighing "Thanks..."

They sit a moment longer before they both get up. Cross can't help his curiosity as he sticks his phalanges into the lose sand.

Dust frowns at him "What are you doing?"

Cross looks away embarresed "Heard that... if lightning strikes sand like glass is made... I am curious..." he feels something but can't pull it out. Instead he pushes more sand and dirt aside and uncovers a giant glass electric strike in the ground. he can see how the electricity move and made the glass.

Dust frowns at it "Hopefully I didn't ruin his field... Will have to dig that out and any other stuff to make sure it doesn't damage his machinery when he does farming stuff." Dust already sounds tired as he looks around his large circle were Cross cna see multiple hits of lightning hit the ground.

Cross pats his back "It is fine. Horror and I got a lot of free time so we will get to that tomorrow."

Dust looks at him before sighing and nodding "fine."

Cross nods.

The two walk back as Cross looks at the sky "It is clearing... I didn't know you could do the whole sky thing..."

Dust shrugs "never did that before."

huh. Cross keeps looking up "Think it was because you have more charge or something?"

Dust shrugs "Could be..."

Cross nods as he taps his chin "We will need to make sure you don't overcharge faster than..."

Dust is quiet but Cross feels Dust nudge his shoulder. Cross beams at him and Dust shoots him a small smile back.

They near the house and find their other three boys waiting on the porch. Dust goes straight to nightmare nad hugs him before looking at Horror and Killer for just amoment before looking down "sorry... I.... sorry."

Horror smiles bakc and nods. Killer grins himself and shrugs "Euh. It is fine. Sorry to you for once again not picking up on your social clues." he rubs his cheek which has a large bruise "No hard feelings."

Dust nods and agrees easily enough.

After apologizing to Crop for the mess in both the kitchen and field and promising to fix it they get back to their attic. They take a moment to sit together and Cross explains what the deal had been about. Mostly because dust had retreated to hoody-city while hugging Nightmare and was refusing to admit himself what was wrong.

Killer and Horror both look deeply unhappy with this newly gotten information and looka t Dust. Dust manages to somehow look even further away as he mutters "Cross makes it sound worse than it is."

Cross glares. Rude! Because he actually thinks he is underselling the issue!

Killer must come to the same conclusion as he wiggles around until he is laying right up against Dust's side and looks at him begging "You know that I know you are like the strongest monster ever right? Like it is obvious. We all know that? You know that right?"

Dust shrugs and nods but Corss has his doubts. Seeing as he didn't seem to beleive so just moments ago. Killer pouts and has his scheming face on.

Cross sighs "Either way... we need to balance the work load better." he shoots Nightmare a look "You aren't allowed to share the load as you are a child and no child labor."

Ngihtmare huffs and crosses his arms "I can help"

Killer nods "You help by staying safe nad being a good babybones!" Nightamre grumbles even more and pushes closer to Dust.

Horror hums and nods "We will... need to calm down... Taking it easy with townvisits." he shoots Dust a look "Only when it is relaly necessary."

Dust huffs and mutters "Still need cash."

Horror nods "We will figure that out later. First taking things calmly. step by step."

Cross nods as he sees Dust relax a bit. Step by step. They can do this. They got each other and everything will be fine.

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[fisheito]

My favourite fantasy lately is Kuya kidnapping Eiden and bringing him to a house in the woods to punish him for endangering himself during some adventure. Kuya keeps Eiden in bondage and constantly on edge, teasing and denying him. And Eiden just takes it without asking to be let out, allowing Kuya to vent his fear and frustration, because he's nice like that.

But, at some point, even the strongest little soldiers break, and just when Eiden is about to shatter from all the stress and Kuya's oppressive anxiety, Quincy comes for the rescue. He's the only one who managed to find that little wooden shack in the middle of nowhere (you know, because Kuya's allowed him to), and he comes in and persuades Kuya to relent.

Kuya hasn't even given Eiden any dick in all the (three? four?) days they've been at it, so serious he was about the discipline aspect!

Eiden cries when Kuya finally fucks him, and Quincy makes him spill

this just reminds me of Billowing Wildfire Kuya R2 where eiden saID sO HImself

i would not be surprised if kuya went full speed into an evil edging hostage situation because he doesn't know how to process eiden's mortality

[monarchteen]

aaroncelina not returning to me is my roman empire

[bepenikki]

list of things i have to do:

chemistry homework for tomorrow (very long)

literature homework (read a shitty book i hate)

art homework

history homework

list of things im doing:

watching miencraftt five nights at freeddys roleplay frommm 7 years ago made for childrenn

making a spreadsheet forr the minecraft five nights at freddys roleplay

writing fanfics about the minecraft five nights at freddys roleplay

making a playlist for the minecraft five nights at freddys roleplay because i saw someone say the other playlists were incomplete (not very well made, missing a handful of episodes i realized a couple hundred episodes later i probs should have added)

[ourselvers]

they were the original yaoi

[looksmaxxing-magnus]

when the rarepair so rare you gotta pretend shit like this is fanart

[robobbin]

... I CAN EXPLAIN

*sets this gently in front of yall* some food for the Tou simps.

[tarlosislove]

For those who are new to the 911verse because of Buck, hello! This is just another post I'm making to show that there's been Queer characters here all along! 🏳️‍🌈

I'm so glad because of Buck being canonically Bi new people have started watching the show, maybe you didn't know there's been Queer characters the whole time, maybe you don't know that there's a spinoff that is also v queer.

Both 9-1-1 and 9-1-1: Lone Star have been Queer from the very beginning.

9-1-1: Hen and Karen are Lesbians, they're married and have a son together. The first season is.. rough with them but we as a fandom have basically agreed to ignore that storyline because they are incredible now and have been for a long time, just push through that storyline and it's all good from there. Shipname: Henren

You'll see Michael and David for a few seasons, they're really sweet and I love them, they're said to still be together but they're not on the show anymore. (That is completely the fault of the actor for Michael)

Josh is a recurring character, he's gay and Maddie's friend and co-worker at the dispatch center.

Buck has had so many moments throughout the show that just makes complete sense that he is now discovering his Bisexuality. So don't worry you're not gonna have to wait 7 seasons to see Buck have Queer moments.

There's also several times we see Queer characters that are just there for an episode because they were part of the rescue.

•

9-1-1: Lone Star: Carlos and T.K are gay and get together at the beginning of the show and are still together as we're going into season 5. Shipname: Tarlos

Paul is a Trans man firefighter. As a Trans person Paul means so fucking much to me.

Nancy is Bisexual, while there has only been one comment in the show both the writers and the actress for Nancy have confirmed she's Bi.

Again there are times when you see Queer characters that are there for an episode or for a rescue. I love when shows do this because it just normalizes Queerness throughout and it's not just main characters that are Queer.

These are both gay firefighter shows and I truly hope you love them! ❤🧡💛💚💙💜💖

[ellecdc]

Hellooo, so I see you opened your requests 🥸 I am a new member of the The Marauders fandom and you have been my go to and all time favorite writer. First want to thank you for all the effort you must put in for us goblins. I am also very new to even really interacting on tumblr outside of the anonymous option. So hellooo! Any way onto the request if you ever feel like it, I get horrible migraines and to deal I tend to look really goofy with a compression cap and ice face mask on and during my recent episode I couldn’t help but think about how any of your lovey boys would react to their partner looking crazy with all that gear on 🙃. This is weirdly specific so ignore if it doesn’t sing for you. But thanks again for the art you share!❣️🌿

hi sweets! first of all: WELCOME TO THE MARAUDERS FANDOM!?!? please help yourself to any seat and don't hesitate to ask any questions you may have (there's a lot of complicated shipnames, canon vs. fanon theories to learn). second of all: OMG are you kidding me!? well thank you, that's quite an honour, but feel free to check out these authors I mentioned previously. thirdly: I love you little goblins 😭😭😭😭

also, since you didn't specify which marauders boy - I opted to give you all of the ones (that I write for) as headcanons 🫶

How various Marauders era boys would react to your migraine get-up

James Potter:

he'd open the door to the bedroom to find you laying there, prone in your pain

immediately "oh angel!!!!" causing you to wince in pain and shush him

he'd acquiesce but he'd whimper quietly as if your pain was causing him pain

he'd start flitting around the room: pulling the blackout curtains shut tightly, placing a glass of water and some pain meds beside you

you'd finally have to banish him from the room, though, on account of his various noises (poor dude couldn't manage silence if his life depended on it)

when you started to feel better, however, you'd take the sleep mask off but not the cap and head out to the living space to find James had closed every curtain in the whole flat, he had turned on a humidifier just on the off chance it helps relax you, and started a pot of tea for you

"I've got the hot pack here if you'd like me to warm it up for you?" he'd offer quietly, still looking particularly pained at your sorry state

"Can I just have a hug?" you'd ask pathetically and he'd coo (quietly) and embrace you gently as if you were about to break

"I'm sorry your partner looks so silly when you come home to them." you laughed, thinking about the ice/compression cap you were still wearing

"you've never looked more beautiful"

Sirius Black:

I believe he'd get very nervous to see someone in pain whether it be physically or mentally - but particularly a pain that was mental or internal (like a migraine vs a cut etc) because he wouldn't know how to fix it and he'd feel useless

He would whisper a cautious "hey baby" as he entered and move so slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible "what happened?"

he knows nothing happened, just that you're hurting: but again, he doesn't know how to fix this and he hates it

"What do you need?" he'd ask as he'd lie down cautiously beside you, itching to reach out but not knowing if it would be okay.

"Nothing." you'd mutter, and immediately feel bad for being short with him. "nothing, I'm sorry. just some time." you'd correct, reaching your hand tentatively across the space to touch his hand, which he'd quickly albeit gently take in his own

"okay." he'd say simply

you waited for the bed to move to signal his departure, but he never left.

he just laid there with your hand in his, watching you quietly

you wouldn't notice this in your state, but he was taking dramatic breaths for your benefit: deep breaths in, holding, and deep breaths out, silently encouraging you to align your breathing with his, which you did subconsciously

you'd wake up later in much the same way - him still on his side watching you (or perhaps he fell asleep too) and your hand still in his

he'd apologize to you as if your pain was somehow his fault, but it was because he felt helpless when you needed him

you'd thank him for his help and he'd relax immediately

Remus Lupin:

Remus is no friggen stranger to chronic pain and flare ups

he wouldn't even say anything, he'd just adjust his footing so he made as little noise as possible

he'd gently press a kiss to your shoulder, to make sure you knew he was here (though he knew with your head the way it was, you would have likely heard his keys all the way down the hall of the apartment building

he'd make himself busy in the flat - soup ready for when you woke up, tea ready to be brewed should you want some, lights off, curtains closed

he'd come by in a bit and quietly tell you to sit up, helping you replace your no longer cold ice mask and cap with new ones

you'd pathetically ask him if he would stay and he'd breathe out in relief because really - that's what he's wanted from the beginning

Regulus Black:

"what's this? what happened?" he'd ask urgently, thinking you'd been hurt or something

"sh! I have a migraine" you'd moan back.

he'd make a pitying tsk sound and make for you

totally babying behaviour "what do you need? do you want food? do you want more blankets? less blankets? a new watch? I'm going to order you a new watch"

you'd banish him from the room for the coddling and when you return to the living area later - he will be surrounded by bags because he had gone shopping and returned with the most ridiculous things: clothes, food, jewellery, blankets, pillows

"I didn't know what you might need." He'd say, slightly shy

"I needed a nap, Regulus." you'd laugh.

"well...you deserve all of this anyway."

and then he'd spend the rest of the evening doing low-impact stuff for your head. reading you a book quietly, gentle conversation, maybe run you a bath

bonus! Barty Crouch Jr:

"who did this?" he'd bark as he saw you in the fetal position with your gear on

"christ, Barty. please be quiet"

"what happened?" he'd demand, quieter but no less intense.

"I just have a migraine."

a switch would flip. he'd ready the room for you (curtains, quiet, water, pills, he'd set up a fan pointed at you.)

then he'd sit outside of the door to your flat and violently threaten anyone walking in the hallway if they make so much as a whisper of noise in this flats direction.

[twost3ps]

Hi Hi! I'm in love with your Adamangels ideas!

And I was wondering if you could do a small snippet of Lucifer reacting to how all of his brothers up in Heaven is literally giving Adam the Queen Treatment (like he deserves) and how Lucifer missed his shot once he decided that Lilith was better out of the two🙄 and instead of coming back to Adam he had the nerve to go to Eve and gotten Adam thrown out of his paradise.

Basically Lucifer realizing that he could of had it all (read: Adam) but fucked it up and now he has to live with that fact.

(Adam deserves to be Wifed up, in my humbled opinion, he already has the MILF looks🤭🤭)

Oh anon I'd love to....

BUT YOURE ASKING THE PERSON WHO CAN'T WRITE TO WRITE LMAOO

Ik I do big chunks of writing for my aus but more yap than plot istg

But for you I'll write it out 🫡

So have this reaaaally crappy snippet that I left out for a while (btw thank you for the shipname lololol AND MILF ADAM FOR THE WIN)

It's under the cut cuz im headass embarassed

Warning: not lucifur lucifur friendly (his siblings are haters on Adams behalf) and poor grammer and all that jazz

Lucifur was not happy at all. He was going to have another draining pre extermination meeting once again with the man who would not shut up about his dick. For someone with a pretty mouth, Adam had some really ugly vocabulary. Didn't help that Adam really didn't hide his hate for Lucifur, always with his choice words. He'd mock Lucifur, Lilith, and if he was really feeling it, Eve.

Lucifur didn't unstand how Adam was still so bitter. (Man this guy needs understand that time does not heal 🙄)

Lucifur dragged himself up heaven's gates and into the embassy in the late afternoon and went searching for the meeting room. This time though, something was up.

Adam was waiting in his spot like normal, but his mask was off. And he wasn't alone this time.

Micheal and Gabriel, two faces that he hadn't seen in a long time (nor did he really want to see), stood firmly by Adam's side. For what reason they were here, Lucifur had no idea. They looked vaugly like gaurd dogs: stern, vigilant stares as if they were looking out for a threat.

Though, Lucifur guessed, that threat might be him.

Adam didn't seem to look all too bothered, though. Always with that carefree and smug look as if he had better things to do. He looked at Gabriel and Micheal's hard gazes and rolled his eyes.

"You guys are way to serious." Lucifur heard Adam say. Lucifur looked curiously as he saw Adam's hands move up to the shorter angels' heads and began to ruffle their hair.

Gaurd dogs turned into puppies- Micheal and Gabriel's demeanor changed in an instant. Neither looked bothered by Adam ruining their perfectly combed hair. Gabriel looked up at Adam, a big dopey grin on his face. He happily pushed up against Adam's hand and wrapped an arm around his waist. It wasn't that strange coming from Gabriel. The guy was always friendly and ready for attention. But Micheal...

Lucifur saw his brother's face contort into.. what was that? A smile??? A grin?? Shy eyes that looked up at Adam with adoration and care???

Lucifur watched Micheal gently take Adam's hand from his hair to his lips, kissing every knuckle, looking into Adam's eyes as he kissed each one. Adam rolled his eyes while Gabriel laughed. His twin looked very pleased with himself and gently squeezed Adam's hand. The taller angel gave him a soft smile in return.

It was very cringey and cheesy. But part of Lucifur, really deep inside him, was raging. What was going on? What was happening? Why were they here? And why was Adam letting them touch him like that? Why did it bother him so much?

Lucifur coughed to grab thair attention. Foreign happy faces quickly turned into familiar sneers as the trio spotted Lucifur walk up.

"Ah, brother." Micheal greeted. Micheals typically stoic face had clear traces of distaste as he looked Lucifur up and down. "You're here..."

'Don't need to look so bothered.' Lucifur thought. However, Micheal's gaze was a lot less hostile than his second in command. Gabriel looked like he was seething.

Ever since his betrayal, Gabriel hated his guts. As in really HATED him. The instance he saw Lucifur after his banishment, he immediately told him how he'd body him if he ever found him in Eden. He made it no secret to anyone. The man hated secrets after all.

"Fucking finallllyyy" Adam groaned, being the only one who was somewhat glad to see Lucifur, even if it wasn't really because he was there. "Lets get this shit over with already"

Adam draped himself on the two commanders' shoulders, who looked more than happy to let him, and kicked the door behind open. The tree angels walked in first, and Lucifur slowly followed.

As they entered the meeting room, it was like a whole family reunion.

At the furtherst end of the table sat Lucifur's siblings.

Beyond just Gabriel and Micheal who were walking along side Adam to their seats, there was Raphael, Uriel, Chamuel, Jophiel, and Zadkiel. Even Azreal and Dumah were there.

They were surrounding three empty chairs, the one in the middle basically looking like a throne.

Lucifur shouldn't have been as bewildered when he saw Adam sat in the giant chair as Micheal and Gabriel sat by either side.

"Welcome back, yada yada." Adam waved his hand around, looking like he could care less. "You know the drill"

"Yes... and why are... they here..." Lucifur asked, waving in the general area of his siblings. Gabriel decided to answer for Adam.

"We've been anxious, Samael," Gabriel sneered. "Adam being alone with the likes of... you... didn't sit right with us. We wanted to see for ourselves how your yearly meetings go."

"What does it matter to you?" Snapped Lucifur, "And it's Lucifur to you."

"Samael."

Lucifur made a tsk in annoyance. "Adam can answer for himself, you know."

"Yes, but we don't want him to waste his precious breath on you any more than he has to." Micheal said simply.

They were really getting on his nerves. The disrespect, honestly. And it's barely been 5 minutes since he got here.

Lucifur grumbled as he sat down in his seat on the far end. He couldn't help but feel a little bit intimidated as he looked at the other side. They all looked like they were looking for an excuse to pounce, save for Adam, who just looked like he didn't want to spend any more time in the room than he needed to be.

"Same junk every year. Let's get this over with!"

....

If sitting for of that meeting with just Adam was hard, sitting in a room with Adam and this very happy family reunion was so much harder.

It was very clear that his siblings were watching him like a hawk, daring him to step out of line. For what? Looking in Adam's general direction? BUT THATS WHAT HE HAD TO DO!

Micheal and Adam were surprisingly the most friendly, letting Lucifur speak when he needed to and listening to him where it counted. Some shocking curtesy from Adam. For his brother, maybe there was still some sibling care deep down, but Micheal was always scrutinizing him. The rest of his siblings were not ask kind, more focused on Adam or loudly whispering amongst eachother.

But other than the tension and clear disintrest, it was all so unserious.

Lucifur had to watch as his siblings blindly pamper and not so subtly coo at Adam.

The chairs were all tilted in a way that somehwat faced Adam, just so they could look at him. He had them wrapped around his finger.

Adam had snapped his fingers mid meeting and suddenly Uriel was up and rushing out, coming back shortly with a tray of ribs.

The instance the sound of Adam's empty soda cup filled the room, Raphael had excused himself and brought quickly brought back another drink.

Wtf was this? What was next? Rubbing Adam's feet as he yapped about God, know what at this point. The conversation has strayed from the topic so many times. It's not like the rest of the room seemed to care. It was all queen treatment and glaring on their end.

It didn't help that Adam was directly placed in a spot where the light from an overhead window shined down on him like a holy spotlight. He looked like some divine royalty that was to be bowed down to. And his siblings FUCKING WERE!!! They were treating him like Adam was specifically created to be coddled by them. Like they were made to serve him instead of just watch over him.

It was all so belittling.

This was not a meeting. This was a pampering session.

And it felt like it was going on for HOURS.

"Alright, we're done!" Adam announced. He tossed back Lucifur's folder that he brought across the table, papers scattering everywhere as it glided. "And I'm outta here!"

He stood up, and like sheep, Lucifur's siblings followed, their eyes completely glued to Adam, watching his every move. Lucifur was the last to get up and leave the goddamn room, having to gather his things.

Exiting out, he could see the group already walking off without him. Not even a goodbye? Wow.

Adam was still at the center until Raphael had pulled up in his arms. Instead of getting mad though, Adam playfully hit his arm and got himself comfortable, resting his head on Raphael's chest.

The angels swarmed around Adam, flying around him or huddling close to him on the ground. They were like a protective wall and Lucifer could barely get a glimpse of Adam as they drew closer to him.

Lucifer saw Micheal, still determined to stay by Adam's side, hovering above the ground to get to Adam's height. His twin had squaked when Adam suddenly grabbed him and dragged him into his arms. He held Micheal like some sort of teddy bear. Some of Lucifer’s siblings were pouting in envy.

Lucifur envied him too, vaguely imagining himself in his twin's place as he watched.

Adam had a playful grin on his face as he leaned onto Micheal, who was blushing and squirming furiously in embarrassment.

Gabriel had been hovering around Adam as well, circling above Rapheal lazily.

Lucifur's breath hitched as he saw Adam pull Gabriel down for a soft kiss on the cheek. It caused Gabriel to soar up, performing happy loops in the air. Adam had found it entertaining, clapping when Gabriel fluttered to his side again.

The all angels laughed and eagrly looked to Adam for his attention, which he was gladly giving them.

The faint sound of laughing echoed through the embassy, leaving Lucifur just to stare.

Adam had a soft grin on the whole time as he looked at all of Lucifur's siblings with.... love?

Was Adam being genuinely affectionate? Sweet? He hasn't seen this behavior since Eden. It was almost scandalous.

But Adam looked....

Happy...

And when Adam wasn't sporting his smug grin or a scowl, he was genuinely beautiful... a happy Adam was VERY beautiful. He was just as gorgous as he had been in Eden, if not more. As corny was, it sounded. He aged like fine wine.

Lucifur watched, entranced, as Adam's lips stretched into a fine smile, eyes crinkling just right as he looked at Uriel, who was showing him something on a board. Lucifur even spotted a dimple he never knew Adam had.

The mask Adam always wore hid is face completely.

And now, really seeing Adam for the first time in a while...

He realized how soft Adam looked. Maybe he had always looked that soft.

Lucifur dared to watch for a second longer before ripping his gaze away. He didn't understand why seeing Adam in the center of his siblings' gazes, absorbing it all all in, made him so.... peeved!

He took one last final glance and saw Gabriel staring at him. They guy had the audacity to look smug at him, like a final "fuck you"

Lucifur stormed off immediately.

"Fucking pussywhipped" Lucifur grumbled as he decended to hell. "The lot of them."

The image of Adam being surrounded by his siblings was burned into his mind.

And there were so many questions.

When did all of... THAT happen?

Why were they all so whipped?

How did Adam do it?

Why did did he envy his siblings?

How did they earn Adam's afffections?

What was it like to have have Adam affections?

NONONONO-

His siblings were fools. Yeah.

Their ideas were pain and stupid, and Adam was a horrible partner. Lilith and Eve had said so. But....

No.

Nevermind.

Lucifur tried to keep his mind away from Adam. Lucifur wouldn't want to look as stupid as his siblings, fawning over the first man.

His siblings were probably kissing at Adam's feet like weirdos at that very moment.

He laughed at the thougut, shoving any sort of doubt right back down.

But there was a voice inside his head that never stopped ringing. The small part in his head wanted to go back up there, huddled up with his siblings as they coddled Adam.

As he fell asleep, his mind finally wandered, and he began to think:

"Had I just waited a bit more... would I be up there too?"

Strayed away from the go prompt whoopsss and it is not small so whoops again

Not really feeling this one but again, I’m not a writer o3o hope it suffices!!!

[boytoykevinday]

Exyblr Dashboard Simulator based on what I personally see on sportsblr (The Sunshine Court Edition):

4/?

☀️ usctrojanny

jeremy knox saying jean moreau needs to get some sun bc he's too pale to pull off red and gold at the moment askjdfh i feel like anyone standing next to jeremy for longer than ten mins needs to wear SUNSCREEN bc that boy RADIATES. stick his sunshine ass next to jean and he'll be able to pull off the red and gold in no time 👍

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👁 jean-mor-uhoh

um!!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ HELLO LISTEN 🗣️🗣️🗣️ !!!!!!! !!!!!!!! !!! i'm the only one to ever win ever BECAAUSE MY FAVORITE BACKLINER WITH NO DISCERNABLE PERSONALITY BESIDES BEING TALL AND FRENCH IS NO LONGER A RAVEN 🗣️ NOT ONLY THAT HE'S A LITERAL TROJAN?!?! I WILL BE SEEING HIM ON THE COURT IN PERSON ???🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

#this ....don't call don't text i will not be answering bc JEAN MOREAU IS A TROJAN

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😎 foxyknoxy

absolutely losing it about jeremy knox announcing jean moreau is going to usc next year immediately after they lost to the ravens like !!!!!!! it's going to be DELICIOUS i can't wait for the NARRATIVES ohhh mygoddd JEAN MOREAU?! A TROJAN?!?!?!

🗣️ jeremyknoxes follow

✍️✍️✍️ ooooo narratives u say

😎 foxyknoxy

even ALREADY like.......i've been to both evermore and the gold court and they can't more different. i've never met jean (....has anyone?????) but i've met jeremy (can confirm 'captain sunshine' is not an act) and ANYONE going from RIKO to JEREMY is.......let's just say the sun and moon edits are gonna SLAP

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🌸 a-softer-exy

jean moreau - new beginnings

#usc #university of southern california #usc trojans #trojans #jean moreau #exy #web weave #poetry

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🫡 exyisntreal follow

i don't usually do this bc it's my job and they're just classmates to me but as we are working with CRUMBS right now: just watched jeremy knox physically (PHYSICALLY) drag jean moreau into the coffee shop. LIKE BABYGIRL THAT FRENCH FUCK (affectionate) IS TWICE YOUR SIZE WHY R U DRAGGING HIM AROUND

(jean ordered a small black coffee bc of course he did)(dont ask how many shots of espresso jeremy ordered bc u don't want to know)

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🧚 goalie-stan

not to be a lesbian on main but ooohhhh my godddddd OH my GOD can catalina alvarez STEP ON ME i'm gonna fucking LOSE IT

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🥰 boytoyjeremyknox follow

how have i not seen everyone yelling about jeremy/jean??? do i follow the wrong people???

👸🏻 kevindazed follow

i'm pretty sure they've known each other for like a week bro

🥰 boytoyjeremyknox follow

but they have EVERYTHING!!! tan cali boy vs pale frenchman. personalities that will PROBABLY clash but AKJSHD what if they DON'T, backliner/foward, light/dark, moon/sun.............it's all there!!!!!!!

👸🏻 kevindazed follow

ok ok ok you are so right i see ur vision i am sorry i doubted you

#you forgot HEIGHT DIFFERENCE btw #usc #jerejean #is that the shipname? #1129

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🌸 a-softer-exy

jeremy knox

#usc #university of southern california #usc trojans #jeremy knox #trojans #exy #web weave #poetry

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[rollercoasterwords]

i think a fun way to cause chaos in the marauders fandom would be 2 start posting about a new ship that's called "____flower" like "starflower" or "flowerchaser" or "moonflower" or "braveflower" or something where it could be like 16 different pairings and then every time someone asks tell them it's a different pairing but also hype it up so much that people can't ignore it so within 2 days everyone is posting about "braveflower" but everybody posting abt it thinks it's a different ship so people start arguing over who's right and going "ummmm no actually it's THESE characters" and then somebody else is like "wait i thought it was these characters." people go to the ao3 tags to try to figure it out but i have anonymously posted 20 different oneshots with the tag all of which are different pairings so nobody knows. everyone is trying to figure out where tf this ship came from but because it's now such a tangled internet web it's almost impossible to figure out who started posting abt it. people are getting angry and cancelling each other if they ship different versions of braveflower and claiming that their ship is morally superior bc someone else's characters are sibling-coded so it's incestuous but that person says oh yeah well your characters have a three-year age gap and that's problematic and then someone else is like ummmmm ur characters hated each other in canon so it doesn't even make sense and then everyone gets mad at that person for citing canon and it becomes such a cesspool of infighting that nobody's even trying to figure out what the ship was actually supposed to be any more they're all just arguing with each other and writing call-out posts cancelling anyone who doesn't ship their version of braveflower. after three days the entire portion of the fandom that uses fancy shipnames is in shambles but a few intrepid souls emerge from the rubble and wreckage determined to figure out where this all started. they eventually manage 2 trace the whole thing back 2 rollercoasterwords.tumblr.com but by the time they get here my blog has been completely wiped. it's gone. deleted. i'm a ghost in the wind. my ao3 fics? also gone. it's like i never existed at all. but every day the number of braveflower fics goes up. someone keeps anonymously posting them. every single one is a different pairing. who's doing it? nobody knows. nobody will ever know. the perfect crime.

[yaoireview]

please please please review Jax x koufmo digital circus

Alright People, Calm down.. I'll Jaxmo.

Now, I know what the Jax X Kaufmo diehard shippers will say. "Their shipname is clownbunny!!" They're not fusing, come on now. Jax would never be a clown, he's a jackrabbit. My gay husband, Baxter, told me to stop, but I keep telling the truth.

People may be skeptical as to the canoness of this ship, but believe me, it is canon. I'll tell you why, in the professional way that we do it here.

EVIDENCE 1: "Wuh- wait- uhh... WHY??"

(All video media is owned by Glitch Productions, we may review yaoi here, but we do it in respect.)

In the scene in the photo, a collection of dialogue like this plays out.

Jax just PULLED a key to kaufmo's room out of thin air, this was clearly one of the several times he's went in that room. The dialogue afterwards leads us to suspect that Jax has keys to everyone's room, yet there's NO proof of this being the case. Ragatha simply acted like Jax bothered them because their character is naturally nice. Trust me, I know from experience with Tony. Jax didn't want his street cred with Pomni to go down, as he wasn't sure if Pomni is homophobic or not (topic covered at a later date).

Jax had already been in that room that week, several times for a fact. Kaufmo and Jax were making out. Gay making out.

Everything was perfect for these star-crossed lovers until their horrible lovers' quarrel. Jax must've said something that was too far (knowing that rabbidy fuck.) and broke Kaufmo's heart. He wanted nothing to do with this place anymore, as seen with his scribbles on the wall.

Kaufmo wanted to leave NOT because he was going crazy about being stuck there, he was going crazy about his gay lover, Jax's, fight with him, and thus, abstracted. Their love was never meant to be I'm afraid, just like my love with my ex, Tyrone Smith

EVIDENCE 2: ('Sigh.. Hes really gone..' The Gay Bunny Thought.)

Most people saw this scene and just went on with their day, thinking, "Wow, Jax CAN show sympathy for people!" Those people, are wrong. Jax LITERALLY pushed Kinger down a set of stairs last week and YOU PEOPLE think he CARES?? No.. he doesn't. Theres only one man he would've ever loved, and I think you, Glitch Productions, SMG4, and me, know who that is.

There is not much to say for this scene, its pretty cut and dry. I'm surprised that nobody else believes in this.

You may not have been convinced so far, but I have DECISIVE evidence in the matter, which I will show to you all right now.

EVIDENCE 3: The Leak.

I'm sure we've all seen it by now, but I AM THE ONE who showed it to the world. We lost 3 men getting this, when you see this piece, please remember to mourn the fallen and respect the relatives of those who have fought to bring this to us.

What more can I say? I'd just be repeating things I've already said. Pomni's homophobia will be confirmed in this upcoming Amazing Digital Circus.

We do not know which episode, but it will most likely be in the episode about Jax.

SUMMARY:

Jax lives for the chaos, and the most chaotic thing a man can do is love another man.

Yaoi: 7/10

[anonymous-hopeful]

Hi, is the ship headcanon request still open? Can I ask for Angus/Izaack?

(do they have a shipname... this fandom is in dire need of an official shipname list...)

Of course it's still open! It's open till I say it's closed. Also, I humbly dub this ship BusinessReport.

Getting an official shipname list sounds like a fun project...

Headcanon below!

What do you get when you put two bombastic extroverted flirtatious men together? You get two people with very, very poor skills at hiding a relationship. Not that anyone particularly minds them dating, of course, but pretty much everybody knows that they're together before they state it themselves...and once they do announce it to everyone, the entire building hits them with the "We know".

It started with the two exchanging glances every time they met up in the queue line for building entry, locking eyes for so long that the line before them had long moved up and anyone directly behind them (doppleganger or otherwise) knows exactly what they are.

Once they got to the security window, the not-so-subtle flirting didn't end. Whether or not Angus or Izaack were first in line, they'd conveniently forget their ID and Entry Request just to be able to look back at the other as they slid the papers through the hatch. Does the doorman care? Not particularly. If anything, unless the dopplegangers suddenly decided to get together, watching Angus and Izaack make eyes at each other in the most obvious way at least provides some sort of hint towards them being human. As soon as the both of them are in the building, the two unfortunately have to part ways since Angus lives on the first floor and Izaack on the second. This doesn't mean they have a quick goodbye, of course, it just means that they'll spend the next couple of hours standing by Angus' door talking about how they'll miss one another and can't wait to meet again tomorrow. They think they're being quiet, but really, everyone on the first floor can hear them.

One time a doppleganger got in, saw their public displays of affection, and just...turned around and left. What were they gonna do? Interrupt? Nah, let the gays be.

[charmstwit]

I wanted to say that I love your Kingsley/ Regulus fics (the series ). Actually your fic (along with Hide your Fires by bizarrestar ) made Kingsley/ Regulus on my top ships ( Regulus is my favorite character) and actually it makes me want to write fanfics since it doesn't have that many fics. Like seriously I reread your series since they aren't that many fics with this pairing. I would really like to read more fics of Ringsley ( do we even have a shipname? ) maybe in a different au (or the same ,I am not complaining alphaxalpha is something I always appreciate ) .

Ah, thank you!

Kingsley/Regulus (who are the ship "Lionking" - Lion for Leo, Regulus's constellation, King for.... Kingsley) are our BABIES. We love them so much. I cannot tell you how much I've fallen in love with them as a ship.

We actually have a SWM Lionking get together story that we're working on, which is sort of a prequel to SWM. As a treat, we've got a snippet of that below the cut. Other than ours, I only know of one other Lionking fic, which was gifted to me (as @theresthesnitch) last Christmas. It is:

His Choice

However, I've got a growing group of friends who are also obsessed with Lionking, and if you're interested in background Lionking, this is a list of Wolfstar (WS) or Wolfstarbucks (WSB) fics that have background lionking.

One More to Love (WSB) by @krethes and @theresthesnitch (me)

But What a Way to Go (WS) by @r33sespieces

love knew me once too (WS) by me, as theresthesnitch

The Front Step Surprise (WS) by Reese

Wild and Precious Life (WS) by Reese

A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love (WSB) by Reese

Falling in Love Without You (WS) by me, as theresthesnitch

Two Idiots Fall In Love in Winter (WS) by Reese

Welcome to the obsession, my friend. I hope they pick up because we adore them SO much.

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“Do not believe that Sirius shucking his duties means you may do the same,” Walburga says. Her face is pleasant but her eyes are hard. Anyone looking at them would think she was a sweet mother checking in on her son. “There will be consequences for him, and for you as well if you fail to uphold the standards of this Family.”

I’ve never failed to uphold our standards, Regulus wants to say. But he isn’t Sirius. He doesn’t fight back like that. Instead he nods once and waits for Walburga to release him. When she does, he moves off towards the Flints.

He’s halfway through Marlin Flint expounding on his wife’s grand idea to reinvent the Hogwarts houses to include a total of eight when Mother catches his eye again.

Regulus’s shoulders almost sag. He keeps them straight from years of practice, but the truth of the matter—that he won’t be able to satisfy her tonight, that his best will not be enough—sits low in his stomach. He feels nauseous at what life will be after the party is over and he is alone with his mother’s failed expectations.

“Excuse me,” a smooth voice says, and Regulus turns towards it on instinct. He sees Kingsley Shacklebolt standing behind him, looking dashing in his blue crushed velvet robes. Regulus can think he looks dashing, right? That’s probably fine. 

“Kingsley, It’s good to see you.” Regulus holds out his hand to shake Kingsley’s. “Mother was pleased when we received your response owl.”

“I was happy that I was able to attend this year,” Kingsley says. “We usually spend the Christmas holidays visiting my mother’s family in Nigeria, but my parents are traveling to Australia this year. It freed me up to come.” 

“I hope that doesn’t mean that you’ll be spending the holiday alone?” Regulus asks. Regulus’s refinement would require him to offer Kingsley a place at their table for Christmas dinner; however, given how Mother has been since Sirius decided to skip this party, he isn’t sure that Kingsley will be safe. Regulus hopes that Kingsley has made other plans. 

“Ah, lucky for me, my sister and I have been invited by her fiancee’s family to spend the holiday with them.” 

“Ah, lovely. You and Ardella are off to their estate outside Madrid, then?” 

Kingsley inclines his head. “And you will be here, I presume?”

Regulus fakes a smile effortlessly. “The Blacks always gather at Grimmauld Place for a holiday dinner. I look forward to seeing my grandparents.”

Kingsley’s eyes seem to twinkle, like he knows Regulus is lying, and the idea is disquieting. He doesn’t have time to think of it, though, because his left leg prickles with pain he recognizes as one of his mother’s stinging charms. He glances back towards her. She’s staring furiously at him, and it takes him a moment to realize why. Kingsley is partially obscured by the pillar he’s standing beside, which must make it look like Regulus is speaking to no one. She’d warned him to be on his best behavior tonight, and she thinks he’s shirking his duties. Regulus barely suppresses a wince.

“If you’ll excuse me, Kingsley, my mother is in need of me,” Regulus says, and smiles.

“Might I go with you? I haven’t paid my respects to the hostess.”

Regulus nods. “But of course. Right this way.” He holds one hand out for Kingsley to go first, and has to swallow his sigh of relief when he steps out from behind the pillar. He can see the anger disappear off his mother’s face when she realizes who he was speaking to.

By the time they get to Walburga, she’s her best self, smiling graciously at Kingsley. “How good to see you, Auror Shacklebolt,” she says, holding one hand out for Kingsley to skim his lips along her knuckles. “My husband and I are pleased by your attendance.”

“Thank you for having me, Lady Black,” Kingsley says. “Your son was just telling me of your family holiday plans. It’s gracious of you to throw such an elegant party so close to your family gathering. Generosity typical of the Black family, of course.”

Walburga gives a flattered little laugh. “How kind of you to say so. We would miss this party as much as our own celebrations. It is good to see like minded members of society gathered together.”

Please don’t ask about Sirius, Regulus begs inwardly. Please don’t ask about Sirius.

“I don’t wish to keep you, I know your time is precious,” Kingsley says. 

“Not too precious for the Shacklebolts,” Walburga says with such obvious deference that Regulus inwardly rolls his eyes. She’d hex him for that kind of lack of subtlety.