#yeee have a good night

[non-un-topo]

Forever gonna milk the headcanon that Nicky is a sniper because Quynh saw his potential and taught him how.

[dollyonm0lly]

i‘m so fucking normal about your entire blog?

marrying both brothers in a shared ceremony, each holding one of your hands, essentially trapping you between them (subtle foreshadowing) and making you sleep in a bed between the two every night

and of course getting stuffed by both everytime either one wants a piece

geta x reader x caracalla nation WAKE UP

IM SO NORMAL ABOUT YOU?? (im obsessed)

YEEES, WAKE UP!! WE NEED MORE OF POLY RELATIONSHIP WITH THEM IN THIS FANDOM!! OMG.

The way they would squeeze your hands from time to time during the ceremony, the way in which you can actually see how their knuckles turn white and your blood circulation runs short... Geta would have a firm grip on your hand, while Caracalla have your fingers intertwined (btw, i can so see Caracalla walking around everywhere with you with only your pinkies interlocked he can be so cute sometimes...). They are so proud of themselves for the clothes they chose for you, they dress you up like you are their personal dolly, and some may even comment about how they like to make you wear clothes that are in their own scheme colors for the day. They would be close to you ear, maybe making it seems like they are whispering something to you, when really they are just getting a sniff of your sweet scent, you can even hear Geta growling because of it.

Sleeping with them is always really comfortable, i think, Caracalla is big on cuddling while Geta may like to just sleep facing you, your head laying on his forearm. Surprisingly, i think of Caracalla liking to be the big spoon for you, and when he gets a little hot down there during night, his favorite thing is to hump you dry from behind. One of his hands sneaking their way to you face, two of his fingers entering your mouth to choke you on it, shushings coming from him, indulging you to keep quiet, even thought he REALLY likes the gagging sounds you make around his now soaked fingers.

Geta will be the one to carefully pull one of your legs up for them, feeling with his alreay leaking and exposed cock the wet mess his brother made out of you, a satisfied moan coming from his lips. They like to pinch and slap you all over, even when you are good for them, they just think its so endearing the sounds you let out without meaning to. <3 These boys panting will be forever engraved in your head, Caracalla's close to your ear and Geta's against you neck, their sweat will forever stain your purity.

"She looks her best when she's all full of cock, don't you think?" One of the brothers says, making both of them giggle in sweet mocking. From your peripheral vision, you can see a hand coming to press against your soft belly, feeling the hardness there impaled inside you. You moan like never before.

[thatofabeavers]

uuuh cooking headcanons, because no one can decide so I'm deciding for myself

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Dick: can cook. But like... simple shit, that can get you by. He can use the microwave, cook eggs, boil pasta- anything like that, made in simple steps, he can do. But something like cake or lasagna? Not at all, he'd burn the building down. He lived with the titans and had an apartment, on a shit salary, like. There was no way he was affording takeout every night. He can cook.

Bruce: can cook! Kind of. He can... put things together. Like sandwiches and toast and cereal and salad. But that is it. Your boy was not cooking properly, not when he had Alfred doin it for him and he had a batsuit to put on.

Jason: Probably the best cook out of everyone- can bake complex foods like lasagna! Nevermind helping alfred out in the kitchen- though that def helped, but he spent most of his life away from the bat, and does it as a hobby (in the games i think?)

Tim: yeees? He's bad at it. Serviceable. He'd burn toast just because he forgot he put it in the toaster and push the thing down again. He'd never had anyone to show him to cook, so he probably always just took snacks, takeout, or things that could fill him without burning the house down. His food experiments are more like how Nilered does it, and he doesn't really have the energy to spend on getting good at it.

Damian: Can NOT cook, he is like 12, raised in a cult where the only thing that judged your worth is fighting, currently being raised by Bruce and fed by Alfred. He'd use an entire sword to cut tomatoes.

Cass: can't cook for similar reasons Damian can't. She'd get too eager, I think, and put in a bunch of stuff that only go good separately.

Duke: Can follow instructions! He's at Dick levels of cooking but can do complicated stuff as long as there's a guide.

Steph: eeeeeh- she's a takeout queen who just gets everyone else to cook for her. She CAN cook, she just never wants to.

Barbara: I FInally figured it out!!

yeah she can cook! Courtesy of Gordon, it was a bondin thing, when they both had time. Losing her ability to walk made cooking- really, really hard, for a time, before she could get a more accessible apartment, as she couldn't reach a lot of ingredients and spices or navigate her kitchen. But it's better, now, with the extra space and relocated items. When she's being obsessive over her work as Oracle, she just orders takeout, though.

Alfred: Yeah (godly implications)

[gaybananabread]

may i possibly request day 9 (the wake up one in case i got the number wrong) with ragatha as a lee and kinger as a ler? thanks :>

TickleTober Day 9 - Wake Up!

~The feelings I'm getting for this show are so- AGAUHH; they make me so sad in the best way. These two feel like the parents of the circus to me, so that's how I'm gonna write ‘em. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!~

Lee: Ragatha

Ler: Kinger

Summary: After a particularly taxing adventure, Ragatha is out cold. Knowing she needs to get up, Kinger uses a tickly technique to help his fellow circus member face the day.

Warnings: slight TADC spoilers! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Caine’s adventures always left the group exhausted. Sure, some were less traumatic than others, but everyone still crashed when they got the chance.

Their last little escapade had left Ragatha particularly drained. Of all the crazy ideas he could’ve had, why did it have to be an insect-based adventure? And, of course, the big obstacle was the Centipede King, who had 100 minions. It was generally stupid, but Ragatha’s fears had made it horrific.

The AI had apologized profusely afterwards, obviously feeling guilty; he had forgotten about Ragatha’s centipede phobia. She’d said it was fine, but in reality, she was still shaken. That sort-of-night’s rest had been a godsend.

It was well past their typical wake-up time when Kinger was sent to wake her. Ragatha was usually the first or second member awake, so it was a little unsettling when Jax dragged himself out of bed before her.

So, like any reasonable group of people who didn’t feel like walking that far, they sent Kinger to wake her up.

Before he could forget what he was doing, the chess piece knocked and opened her door. They’d learned that they could tell Caine to automatically let people into their rooms without a key; Kinger was one of those people for Ragatha.

The darkness quickly sobered Kinger up, his mind calming as his large eyes adjusted. A small, affectionate huff left his nonexistent mouth as he saw her curled up in bed, tightly clutching a plush of some kind. She looked so peaceful.

“Ragatha, time to get up,” he whispered, gently shaking her shoulder with one of his floating hands. She groaned before rolling over, turning her back to him. He brushed a loose yarn strand off her ear, causing her breath to hitch.

What was…oh, right. Ragatha was pretty ticklish, last time he checked. He’d forgotten that fact…

Nevermind his memory – he had a doll to wake up. One gloved hand traveled to her side, the other gently fluttering against her ears and neck.

Ragatha whined in her sleep, curling in around the plush to try and protect herself. She was still pretty out of it, refusing to wake up just yet.

“C’mon, Ragatha; time to get up. We don’t need breakfast, but you know it feels good to eat it.”

Kinger started to lightly poke and pinch at her sides, drawing sleepy giggles from the woman. She weakly kicked out from the feelings, striking in the complete opposite direction of her attacker.

“Mhmhmhmph, nooo…” she whined, sounding ridiculously adorable as she tried and failed to fight him off.

“Yeees,” he cooed, starting to spider his fingers along her sides, mimicking the one on her neck. It was still nice and soft, but he was growing more insistent. “You know, stubborn sleepy-heads attract a special type of bug…”

“Kihinger, c’mon. Tehen mohore minutes…” Started to wake up, she smacked at his wrists groggily. The blanket still covering her hindered the movement, making her very easy to dodge. It wasn’t the first – nor the last – time Kinger had mentioned those evil little crawlers.

“Sorry, but they’re already here. Once you’ve been infested with Tickle Bugs, they don’t leave until they’re full.”

Kinger’s fingers moved in a more bug-like fashion, scribbling and tapping and randomly changing direction all over her side and neck.

Ragatha squealed, quickly waking the rest of the way up as he started genuinely tickling her. Dang it, she was hoping to win him over through cuteness…

“N-NOHOHohoho! Kihihinger! Noho tihihicklihing!” She turned towards him, begrudgingly exposing her belly to try and shove his hands away. There was no real malice or discomfort in her tone; she just didn’t wanna sit there and take it.

“You’re giving me your stomach? Why thank you!” Kinger ignored her fake protests, instead clawing at her soft, plush stomach. He felt the fabric squish under his fingers, making the doll yelp and laugh.

“IHIHI’M NOHOHOT! D-DAHAHRN IHIT!” Ragatha was stuck in full-on belly laughter from that, still managing to censor herself. It was a rare occasion when the doll actually cursed; you knew she was mad when that happened.

“Sure seems like it…” he mused, giving the area beneath her navel a light tase. The man gasped when she tried to jerk away, feigning offense. “Hey! You can’t take a gift back; that’s rude!”

“YOUHUHU’RE RUHUHUHUDE! *snort* SHOOHOHOOT!” The tasing always killed her, especially in that area. It was barely thirty seconds into that form of tickling before she was patting his wrist, tapping out.

Kinger quickly stopped his “torment,” carefully climbing onto the bed beside her. Ragatha immediately snuggled into his chest, the fluffiness of his robe and the unnatural warmth of the chess piece soothing her. He made sure she couldn’t pull him down to actually cuddle; they still had to get up, after all.

“Y-youhuhu’re suhuch a jeheherk…” Ragatha huffed, burying her face in his stomach area as she calmed down. The gentle back rubs she was receiving were nice, but the woman was entitled to a pout.

“Whatever you say. Now, Ragatha, get up.”

With a semi-dramatic moan, she hauled herself out of the digital bed, blinking at the mirror in front of her. Yep: still a doll, still had a button eye, still a redhead. At least her yarny locks had some nice volume, thanks to Kinger’s silliness.

“Hey…you sure you wanna leave? It’s nice here, ya know, in the dark.” She asked the question softly, knowing how he’d answer. Still, she owed it to him to ask.

“It’s alright, Ragatha. I’ve come to terms with my mind.” His eyes squinted up a bit, letting her know he was smiling. That man truly was a marvel. “Let’s go get some simulated waffles.”

She smiled sadly before opening the door, watching as his eyes unfocused in the light. It was always nice to have those few minutes of complete clarity with him, even when he was being a menace.

“Hmm…oh, hi, Ragatha! Why are we in your room?” His large eyes darted around her now-lit room, seeming almost childlike in their unawareness.

“Just going to get some waffles, Kinger. C’mon.” Ragatha waved him forwards, watching as he strode into the long hall that led back to the main area of the tent.

While they might not have always been accepted, Ragatha knew she’d never get tired of Kinger’s wake-up calls. She’d cherish every one, no matter what. Especially the tickly ones…

[harrysfolklore]

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[cas-skz]

HOOKED

Han Jisung x Fem!reader

You spend the night after what was supposed to be a casual tinder hookup with your high school crush.

18+plz&thnx!!! MDNI!!

Warnings: smut. unprotected sex. 69. creampie. cursing.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Writers note: Yeees hello. This is more brain rot that has been sitting for a few months. I didn’t like it and now I kinda do so I said fuck it. Hope you like!

cas xx

“How is it, that you’ve slept with a bunch of guys, but you don’t know how to ride dick?” Your sister teased, sitting on your bed as you dug through your closet in attempt to find something cute to wear. “Drunken one night stands in collage didn’t give me a chance” You sassed, throwing one of her shirts you had stolen in her direction.

Once you found a cute lacey top, you quickly pulled an oversized hoddie on before plopping next to your sister on the bed. "You're like a kinder surprise." She poked, grabbing the laptop and continuing her creeping on the boy you had been chatting with on Tinder, your highschool crush, Han. "What the fuck does that mean?" You question. "Boring on the outside but a surprise when you unwrap it." You couldn't help but scoff at her lame joke.

Your sister let you have the car for the night, joking she had put a tracker on it and would know if you got kidnapped. She was dramatic like that, but meant well. When you arrived at Han's house, you sent a quick 'here' text to her before hoping out and slowly walking to the front of the car, sending Han the same text. He was quick to open the door, greeting you with a hug before leading you down stairs. "Parents are out of town, but this is my little cave. Other than food, I live down here."

You had settled in rather quickly, sharing a joint with Han as you reconnected about what has been going on in your life since graduation. It wasn't long before you settled into the couch and started a movie, enough space to fit another person. You excused yourself to the bathroom, quickly texting your sister. Your chats with Han had been innocent until a few nights ago, during a game of 20 questions, you asked if he ever had a girl ride him, something that had been stuck in your mind after a specific porno had been your go to rub-bud.

Your sister replied right away, telling you to take the lead. After a quick pee, you slid from your sweater, adjusting the lace along your breasts and messing your hair a bit before returning to the couch.

“Did I miss anything good?” You question, plopping yourself directly next to Han, running your hand through your hair as you tilted your head towards him. Han struggled to find his words for a few seconds, his eyes wide and scanning your body before returning to your face. “I like your shirt. It’s a nice shirt.” He finally got out, his cheeks flushed red as he stumbled over his words.

A few moments passed, your eyes flashing from the screen to Han's hands, biting your lip as you noticed the veins that ran along his arms. Your pointer finger slowly traced along his hand and wrist, goosebumps rising under your touch. Han's hand moved onto your thigh, gripping gently as his eyes stayed mostly on the tv.

You continued to move your finger across his skin, tracing his veins, gently scratching the inside of his wrist. It wasn't very hard to notice the erection growing inside Han's sweat pants.

His hand inched up your thigh, easily spreading them slightly as his fingers found your clit and started to move slowly. The smallest moan escaped your lips, your nails digging into him slightly at the feeling of his touch.

Han moved slightly to readjust himself, a small smirk pulling at his lips as you copied, moving yourself to a more comfortable position. You leaned into Han, allowing his arm to cover yours, giving him better access to you. His fingers started movement again, slowly pleasing you over the thin fabric of your leggings.

Your hand made an attempt to slip into his pants, but was quickly cut off. "Not yet." He smirked, his fingers picking up speed.

Han’s fingers continue to move in a rhythmic motion over your leggings, soft moans leaving your lips every now and then. You couldn’t hold back when a small shutter shot through your body, allowing his name to quietly escape your mouth.

It must have struck a cord as he turned his attention away from the movie. Han’s body shifted with yours, allowing him to hover over you, his fingers still working slowly at your clit while the other roamed your body. You pulled him into you, your lips meeting with his, sharing gentle kisses while your clothes started to hit the floor.

You intensified the kiss, gently biting his lip as your hand reached down to pump his length, a beautiful thick mass curved to perfection. Han smirked proudly as you praise his cock, his fingers worked towards your entrance, teasing at first before slipping two fingers inside, his hand matching paces with your strokes.

A quiet whimper escaped your lips as his tongue slid in your mouth, fighting with yours for control. Warmth left your core as his hand wrapped around your neck, his body rolling into yours. “I want you to sit on my face.” He hissed against your lips, reversing positions so you were on top.

His hand slapped down on your ass before pulling your core towards his face, his tongue working swiftly at your clit. “Fuck Han..” you moaned quietly, your nails digging into his tights as you reach down to take his cock in your mouth.

His tongue easily worked between your folds, swirling circles and sucking at your clit. Your mouth worked on his cock but you couldn’t hold back a wave of small whines as he plunged two fingers in your hole, adding to the already incredible sensation you were feeling.

“Fuck..holy fuck I’m gonna cum.” His hand slapped down on your ass again, his movements hitting key points perfectly. You felt your peak hit, a cluster of moans and curses escaping as your body shook with pleasure.

Rotating, you pressed your lips into Han's, tongue pushing inside to tango with his. Your hips lowered, pussy sitting on his length as you grinded slowly against him, his cock sliding easily with help of your slick.

His hand slapped down on your ass again, a little harder this time. A small whine escaped your lips as your cheek started to tingle from his slaps, his hands guiding your hips as you slid along his shaft. "Cum for me again." He ordered, his hand wrapping into your hair as he moved his lips to your neck, biting and sucking at your skin.

Your nails dug into his chest as your clit twitched against him, your body starting to shake as your peak approached. Han pulled you into him, hand slapping down on your ass again as you started to cum again.

"Let me ride your cock." You say into his ear, teeth nipping at the lobe. He scooted up a bit, pulling you with him as his mouth found your breasts and you positioned yourself, teasing your entrance with his thick cock head before slowly pushing it in.

“So fucking tight." Han smirked, his eyes watching you try to take his mass, barely able to fit him in. Your hips bobbed slowly as your walls started to stretch, finally taking his full length. You whined quietly, moving yourself up and down, trying to find a comfortable pace. Your mind flashed back to the video you enjoyed and you tried to copy the motions.

Straightening yourself up, you took his full length as deep as it could go, moving back up slowly and repeating the action. You played with your breasts as you found the right pace bouncing happily.

It wasn’t long before you rolled into your third orgasm, bottoming out on Han as your legs shook violently. His hand reached up to your neck, pulling you towards him as he crashed him lips into yours, his hips thrusting hard into you. “You’re so fucking hot.” He mumbled against your lips.

The fourth orgasms came as a surprise when his thrusting turned hard and fast, skin slapping together and turning red from impact. You hid your face in his neck, muffling your screams against his skin.

His pace finally slowed and his arms swiftly flipped you and positioned you on all fours on the couch, where you slumped against the back for support. You felt fuzzy and so satisfied, you just let Han have his way with you. Dick drunk and shaking with pleasure.

He teased your entrance with the tip of his cock before slowly pushing inside, his hand slapping down and grabbing your ass as he thrusted slowly, trying his best to keep himself composed as the new position drove him crazy.

“You gonna cum for me again princess?” His words sent a shiver up your spine, no one ever gave you a pet name. You bit your lip and nodded, looking back at him as he watched himself move in and out of your tight hole.

It didn’t take long before you felt yourself peaking again, your hands grabbing the fabric of the couch as you rode out your orgasm. Han quickly pulled out, “Good girl.”

He moved himself to the floor, pulling you down onto his lap, lips finding yours immediately as you pushed his cock back inside you. Your swollen pussy hugging his length.

Your lips worked perfectly with his, soft tender kisses as you hips slowly milling with his, small bounces being added here and there. You finally managed to open your eyes, lust filled and sparkling as you look down at Han, your hands training his chest muscles down to his abs.

“I want you to cum for me.” You told him, your words making his cock twitch slightly. You smirked, leaning down so your lips were close to his ear, “Cum in my fucking pussy.” You whisper in a moan, his hand slapping down on your ass as his other reached for your neck, pulling you forward so he could look at you.

Your eyes were rolled back slightly, mouth partially open, small beads of sweat starting to pool at your hairline. Pure bliss taking over your body as you rutted against him, your combined fluids the only sound other than the moans you both shared. His cock started to twitch again, firming even more as his seed started to shoot. “Fuck…fucking cum—I’m fucking cumming.” He hissed, his hand on your ass guiding your hips quickly, allowing him to empty every bit deep inside you.

Your final orgasm rolled out with his and you swore it was from how hot he looked when he finished. His hips jerked into you a few times, before settling and you straddled his waist for a moment before sliding off, cum flowing from your pussy onto his stomach and waist. A small laugh escaped his lips, breaths calming as he looked at you, hands running over your body. “Holy shit” He moaned

You weakly laid against his body, aftershocks shooting throughout yours. You spent a while in the same position, chatting and giggling about common interests before getting up to shower.

You texted your sister that you were staying the night and threw your phone to the side, joining Han in his bed as he turned a movie on and cuddled close to you before falling asleep just before you did.

The next morning you woke up alone and groaned while stretching. You grabbed one of Han’s shirts and followed the music coming from the upstairs kitchen.

“I hope you like blueberry pancakes.” He said as you walked in the kitchen, stopping in his tracks when he saw you. “You look so beautiful.”

You blushed a deep red as you made your way over to him, quickly kissing his cheek before ripping a piece of pancake and eating it. You hopped on the counter, poking his nose. “Thank you handsome. I might steal this, it’s comfy.” You smiled

“Does that mean every time you come here, you’re gonna steal my clothes?” He laughed, going over to you and rubbing his nose against yours before deeply kissing you.

You draped your arms over his shoulders, playing with the hair on the back of his head as you returned the kiss. “I just might.” You giggled against his lips.

[sasheneskywalker]

Weekly Batman/DC Fic Recs (3)

This week I mostly have recs about Tim and Jason. There's an outsider's perspective on Tim and Bernard's relationship, a social media Bruce/Tim fic, and a Duke-centric oneshot. I've also found a great fic focused on Jason coming to terms with being asexual and aromantic, an explicit Slade/Jason oneshot, and a Slade/Jason fic set during the Under the Red Hood Arc. And we have a DCU and Deadpool crossover with Wade Wilson pretending to be Slade Wilson. Hope you enjoy the recs <3

overdue for a revival by cv_angels When Laura moves back to Gotham, the last thing she expects is to end up roommates with Bernard Dowd.

A glimpse into how Tim and Bernard come back together after their time at Louis Grieve High School, as told through the eyes of one Laura Fell.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batman - All Media Types, Robin (Comics) | Bernard Dowd/Tim Drake, Darla Aquista & Bernard Dowd, Darla Aquista & Bernard Dowd & Tim Drake

look around, round, round by future86 u/FezOn · 2 hr. ago

RED ROBIN AND BATMAN FUCKING?!?!?!

[Blurry image of two blurry figures, ears and cowls identifying them as Batman and Red Robin. Red Robin is bent over a vent on top of the building, with Batman behind him]

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u/RiddleMeThis Obviously fake

u/Plsrtyr Has the image disappeared for any of you guys?

T | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types | Tim Drake/Bruce Wayne

Big Damn Heroes by Zahri The call came in just after lunch. 246S. School shooting.

Duke hasn’t worked one as the Signal, yet.

(It’s different, from this angle)

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batman (Comics), Robin (Comics), We Are Robin (Comics) | No Relationships

Think of Me by Luvo “Any…life updates?” Bruce asks hopefully.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. Do you maybe…is there a girl?”

Jason feels his face heat. He does his best to ignore Tim, Steph, and Cass snickering as he asks, “Seriously?”

Bruce looks down. He looks back up.

“A boy?” he tries.

Jason’s fork clatters to his plate. “Dad!” he hisses.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics) | Connor Hawke & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd

Jobs of Different Kinds by Skalidra Slade's expecting his latest job to be a mostly boring one. It's a smaller city, outside the main spheres of vigilante activity, and the only potential threat his employer's told him about is a rival 'gang.' It's a way to spend time between his more interesting assignments, though, and it's a decent paycheck.

Of course, finding one of the Gotham birds flying around will certainly liven things up.

E | No Archive Warnings Apply | DCU (Comics) | Jason Todd/Slade Wilson

name the drama and I'll play the part by wednesday The night feels deceptively calm and pleasant, and Jason knows nights in Gotham are never that. At least never both at the same time. Maybe it’s echoes of Vertigo’s powers still messing with Jason’s senses. But he has shit to do, so he’ll just shake it off as he goes.

For better or worse, his night doesn't quite go as expected.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | DCU (Comics) | Jason Todd/Slade Wilson

five, six, just for kicks by bittercape “Good evening,” Jason says, because he does have manners when he wants to use them. “Talia al Ghul sent me for training.”

“Right,” the man says. “You’re here for training with Deathstroke.”

“Yeees,” Jason says. This seems more than a little eccentric. “And you are Deathstroke?”

“Yes indeed!” the man says. “It is I, Deathstroke!”

M | No Archive Warnings Apply | DCU (Comics), Red Hood: Lost Days, Deadpool - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) | Jason Todd & Wade Wilson, Jason Todd & Slade Wilson, Jason Todd/Slade Wilson

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 26 – ROM-COM

Cat's Out of the Bag by FestiveFerret

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 10,814 Tags: Cat Sitter Tony, Identity Porn, Falling In Love

Summary: This was just supposed to be a once-in-a-while cat sitting gig to get Tony back on his feet. It wasn't supposed to be weeks on end at an amazing apartment, it wasn't supposed to be mysterious locked rooms, it wasn't supposed to be masked men in the middle of the night. And it definitely wasn't supposed to be falling head over heels in love.

Reasons why I love it: This fic is so goddamn sweet, my god. I love Charlie the cat, she's the cutest, and Steve and Tony flirting like crazy while remaining utterly oblivious to the others' feelings is fantastic. Definitely check this one out if you haven't, it's a joy to read!

Acting in Love by BladeoftheNebula

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 6,400 Tags: Actor AU, Mutual Pining, Christmas

Summary: Tony and Steve are co-stars on a new romantic comedy set in the quaint and cosy town of Marvel. Will weeks of filming in the frozen North end in tears, or will real romance bloom onscreen and off?

Reasons why I love it: Yeees, give me that Hallmark movie realness! I don't know what it is about Actor AUs that just makes me so happy, but this one definitely gives me those warm fuzzies. Neb proves once again that she's a fantastic writer, and the way Tony and Steve's relationship develops is amazing. I love this one so much, you absolutely have to read it!

If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home Now by vorkosigan

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 12,953 Tags: Hitchhiking, Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst

Summary: "Hold that thought," Tony said into his phone. "I apparently just got hit by a hitchhiker." "You hit a hitchhiker?" Happy sounded horrified. "What? Am I talking to a wall? I got hit by a hitchhiker." Having just broken up with Pepper, Tony is driving to California on Christmas Eve. When he picks up a hitchhiker, he hardly expects him to be the former Captain America, defrosted and on the run from SHIELD.

Reasons why I love it: I didn't mean to have two Christmas related fics in this list, but they're both so good, I couldn't help myself. The dialogue in this is so fricking good, it makes the whole thing feel like a movie. The identity porn is great, and oh my god, Tony getting jealous is the cutest thing ever. I love everything about this fic, and you should definitely read it!

Here Comes The Sun by lazywriter7

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 7,947 Tags: Blind Date, Steve Rogers and the 21st Century, Mutual Pining

Summary: For the prompt: “you’re supposed to be on a blind date with someone but you sat down at the wrong table and i haven’t been able to get a word in edgewise to tell you that and it’s been thirty minutes” au “Cap, I think there’s been a-” I, Steve clamped down on his miserable anxiety with characteristic anger, am not going to fuck this up. “My favourite colour is blue.” Steve interjected, because screw charm and suaveness and everything else, he was going to do this on the power of sheer determination.

Reasons why I love it: If I were a teacher, I would give this fic full marks for everything. Dialogue, pacing, plot, characterization – it's all perfect. A lot of times when it comes to misunderstandings you have to suspend a lot of disbelief, but here it feels so natural that I completely bought it. This fic is amazing, and if you haven't already, I hope you give it a shot!

Growth Spurt by FestiveFerret

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 2,785 Tags: Post-High School, Steve's Beard, Flirting

Summary: Tony: Remember that guy I had the hots for in high school that I was telling you about? Rhodey: The Steve guy? Yeah. Tony: He's here. Rhodey: Oh shit. Tony: He grew a beard. Rhodey: … Rhodey: You're fucked. Tony: IKR.

Reasons why I love it: I could totally see this happen in real life. Someone needs to turn this into a movie, because it's absolutely perfect for it. And as a major member of the Steve's-Beard-Appreciation-Club, I love that Tony is on our team. This fic is wonderful, and you should definitely read it!

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

after i saw that dave lee post last month, i got really invested...... any headcanons about dave lee being bffs with alternate y/n??

Oh I'm glad you're invested!!! This is more of how they meet and stuff but yeee

.....

You first met Dave by masquerading as a random person under the pretense of looking for "work".

In reality, you learned MandelaTECH has been holding recovered footage/tapes from incidents related to Alternates and you just wanted to check them out.

But when you arrive (after hiding many of your flawed characteristics the best you could), Dave nearly kicks you out before you could even say a word to him.

"No. Get out. You are banned from here."

"What...?"

"That's right. Banned with a capital "B"."

"...why, may I ask?" You were convinced he somehow saw through your disguise so quickly, but what he said next reveals otherwise.

The complete opposite, in fact.

"You know what you did, [random name]. You can't just show up here as if nothing ever happened." He talks you down like a stern dad, eyebrows furrowed with disappointment.

You're incredibly lost. "Remind me again what I did wrong?"

"You seriously forgot that you were snooping backstage? Looking through the tapes that were specifically labeled for my eyes only? I called you and you wouldn't tell me if you watched any of them. You just...didn't seem to care."

At this point, you realized that you've accidentally disguised as one of his ex-employees--one who had a really bad falling-out with him.

"I tried to be a cool manager, but...I trusted you not to go back there. And yet you did anyways and told me I was "the worst" when I had to let you go. I was kinda hurt." He sounded quite sad and betrayed, and it made you feel bad.

"...I'm..sorry D--Mr. Lee. But I really need a job and..I couldn't find anything else in town that was hiring." You feigned guilt. "I'll make it up to you. I won't speak of anything I might've seen in that box. From now on my eyes will be...up front."

"...and?" He raises an eyebrow.

"And....I...think you're actually really cool. Whatever I said that day was out of frustration. It...wasn't how I truly felt."

"........alright. You get one more chance."

Thus Dave "rehires" you on the spot, although he did take notice of your flawed features throughout the week--with you labelling them as things from "accidents".

Besides that, it's not a bad job. Although out of respect, you abstained from peeking into that box of tapes he mentioned.

There comes a point where you have to reveal yourself as an Alternate--and it's when your disguise was literally falling apart at the seams and not even your MandelaTECH hoodie could hide them.

So you morphed into your basic form after the store closes for the night, speaking to Dave in your actual voice.

"Forgive me for deceiving you, David...but I, [y/n], am-"

"Oh I knew for a while. But you had me fooled the first few days."

"...and yet you didn't panic?" You blink. "If you knew all along, why didn't you-?"

"I mean, you took the blame for my ex-employee and...I gotta thank you for that. I don't think they would've genuinely showed up from the way they spoke to me. You apologized on their behalf, and...that's not what I'd expect from an Alternate. So maybe you guys aren't all that bad...maybe."

"I confess my disguise was random. I did not think they were a former employee of yours. But....does this mean I can still work here?"

"Yeah. You're good. I only ask that you uh....don't tamper with that box I mentioned. It's all highly confidential stuff that the lieutenant trusts me with. I-I mean...I know I can't actually stop you but-"

"No, no. You have my word, David." You smile.

It's not long after that when he befriends you, rather than act as your employer.

If he's working alone in the shop, you'd keep watch over him from the shadows, making sure nothing harmed him (be it the rare rude customer or other Alternates).

You do learn he's been restoring the lost tapes, holding files of Murray's TA report, and keeping some outlawed TVs backstage, but you ensured no Alternate can interfere with any signals on them.

And Dave's just 100% chill about it.

Though when he hires Evelin he just tells her not to worry about the weird shadow in the corner.

[sunnychuuya]

Cutely sobs knowing om nearing the end of sally face

I finished it.

Hey so guess who's looking up a toturoail

Whys the screen so fuckn dark

Me when I forget my lefts and rights do I start going never eat soggy waffles

I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I DID THAT LAST NIGHT

"we are the shadows of a sleepless dream" fucking banger line??

I cannor handle seeing Diane rn I'm gonna sob

H9LY SHIT SUCH COOL ARTSTYLE

Guys I don't actually think I like the cult I kinda died cuz of them !!

having thr t

Guys this is not girlpop

ash wt Oh yirl WHAT THE FHELL DONT DOT AHT

GUYS I JUST TOLD MT FRIEND THIS DOESNT HAVE GRAPHIC SEWERSLIDE FUCK

GUYS WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED

ARE WE JUST GONNA FUCKING

BRUSH PAST THAT?!

WHAT THE FUCK

THE FUCK FUCK THE FUCK SHIT?!

-"how many loved ones will you kill to save the world. What will be Left worth saving" crying sobbing screaming throwing up

Also am I hallucinating or was that not grammatically correct

No it was

It just doesn't sound like it

"They deserve happiness after all the shit they've been through" me when the entirety of this fucking game

"Do you.. do you think anyone could ever love me like they love each other?" I'm gonna bawl my fucking eyes out sal you're amazign

STOP.

THIS IS NOT FAIR.

NOT THE MEMEORY COMING FROM THE FUCKING BOTTLW

THTA WAS LIKE THE WORST LARRY COULDVE DONE IT TOO

God

Fucking damnit

Larry was sposed to move in with them.. they were sposed to be happy.. nghehhe

NOT THE FUCKING CORPSES

SHIT

QHY

Hmm. Another textbook case of: I hate the characyer until they fucking die tragically

Sal no we're not defending her she still kinda ducked

WHAT THE FUCK

HAH?!

Woah ghsotie arm

Cofnused as shit ngl and this music is terrfyding

oh no! Why is everyone gone!

Giving "why is boss music playing" vibes

UHH GUYS FUCKKKK

SHIT THIS FAME COLLECTING ART STYLES LIKE POKEMON

stop. I love this. So cool.

Yea I don't quite like that. Kinda uhh sus thats like the things that humans grow in in movies

cutely Google safe combination

FUCKKK BRO THE REASON KENNY SHOT SAL IS BC OF THE PROPHECY THING... DAMN GOOD THING HE SUCKS AT SHOOTIJG PPL TOO (the like 300 ppl who died:)

Wait what Jim's latter

JumPSACRW

Guys! Thats so not girlypop!

What rhe fuck!

"You killed them" NO SHIT?!

Me after game over immesirlat

Oh wow thats so cute murder great

CHAT MY CONTEOLLERA DYOPEED AORKING HELPPPPP

OH KENNWTH WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT HOE WHYXDID YOU GOOPIE

MA BOY LARRY WHY U LOOK LIKE THAT 😭 💀

guys oop I apparently missed the thing where u see sal get shot lmao

Its fine I already knew what happened

I just looked it up and what the florp bro

chat I hate this like they all die and they can't even live happily ever after in the afterlife its just not fair.

YAYAYYAYA GHODT GUITAR

Hol up- lemme clean my glasses for this.

"eat mt ass, you red eyed birch!" ILY larry

TRAVIS LWTS FUCKING GO

YES

UES

YES

FUCK

LETS FUCKING GooooOOOOOOOO

WAIT SHIT DID JE JSUT DIE 💀

...

Fuck.

ITS NOR WORKFING

Yeah okay I knew it wouldn't be thst easy but. One can hope.

AHHHHH PIXEL SAL

Yeee guitar blasts

Pew

Pew

FUCK YOU CANT GO FROM SILLY PIXEL SAL TO

EVERYONE WE LOVE IS DEAD BRUTALLY

I diedieidid

Chat have we considered I suck at video games

I just died 3 tomes in a row

fifth death (end me)

I DIDING IT

Oh fuk pixem sal

WHY IS MY ARM GOING NUMB

SAL UR SPOSED TO POSSES ASH NOT ME

NOT THE GREATEST TIME LOWKEY TRYNA PLAY THE GAME

Ooh chairs

Oh duck that scared me

God damnit Terrence

SHUT UP THIS GAME IS SO FUCKING COOL

When I started playing sally face, would I ever have thought I would be whisper screaming "VOMIT YOUR BALLS TERRENCE!" at 12 37 am, he'll fucking no. But it happened.

This is why I am unloved.

What da fuck

Polyrgorns

THE FUCKING MICKEY MOUSE

GLITCHY SAL

Uhh I don't like how the teeth skin is closing in

UNBELEIVILBLY HYPE

Sal really said with the power of music and friendship

wdym it don't feel like over

LARRY DOUBLED DIED WHAY THE FUCK

"Maybe we see him again someday. On the other side of oblivion. If there is such a place." then it just fades out. This game is absolutely amazing.

I love it but it also lowkey felt so incomplete

Like

Idk the ending felt a little fast.

like very satisfying but it felt rlly fast.

But also sf2 is a thing in progress I know

@mypinterestgotbannedsoimherenow

[br0wni3xx]

HIII!! I HOPE YOUR HAVING A GOOD DAY SO FAR! (Or a good night lol 💀)

(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

YEEE U TOO! THANK U :-))

[punsmaster69]

24/JAN/20XX

managed to sleep badly again.

papyrus definitely noticed.

we were making pancakes and i almost burned myself without even realizing.

says he might make me go to bed earlier for now.

could help, could end up with extra time spent staring at the ceiling.

tried to read something but all the words looked like they melted together on the page.

when i was talkin' to alphys, she said undyne and her were having trouble too.

that whole thing with tori the other night, plus knowing how long frisk has been secretly staying up, combined with the other's sleep issues, i realize...

"nobody can sleep lately, huh?"

"IT SEEMS NOT."

"OH! BY THE WAY! I DID GET THE CUBE SOLVED!"

he showed it to me. sure enough, fully solved.

"so, was this what you did instead of sleeping?"

"......."

papyrus tapped his foot twice and rocked a little.

"...YYYES, BUT, I WOULD CONSIDER IT A FAR MORE WORTHY INVESTMENT OF MY TIME!"

"you can't just."

"not sleep."

"to solve a puzzle."

"I DON'T SLEEP. YOU KNOW THIS."

"....."

"I'LL MAKE UP FOR IT SOME OTHER NIGHT."

"that is not-"

"WAIT!"

"I HAVE AN IDEA!"

"yeah?"

"WE COULD HAVE A BIG SLEEP-SLEEPOVER!!"

"you mean like-"

"A SLEEPOVER WHERE EVERYONE ACTUALLY SLEEPS!"

"hopefully."

"HOPEFULLY."

so we invited everyone over and got a blanket fort going.

——

papyrus covered the floor in every comforter, pillow, and cushion he could find.

i let myself fall backwards onto the now bed-like floor. frisk copied me, falling backwards and almost hitting me. probably intentionally.

"hey. i'm no pillow."

they positioned themselves horizontally so that their head was resting on me as if i really were one.

".....well."

they looked at me and giggled, getting comfortable.

"..guess i am now. can't argue with that."

"YO! PAPYRUS!"

rotating around on his knees with flowey on his lap.

"YEEES?"

"Can you toss me that long one?"

undyne pointed to the pillow near his feet.

handing flowey to toriel for a moment, papyrus grabbed the pillow and hurled it at undyne.

she caught it and added it to the section she was building with napstablook.

a pile of cushions draped with a blanket sat directly in front of the tv. i hear mettaton and alphys quietly discussing what to put on.

"Ooh, this is such a good one."

"But will it make for good background noise?"

"Here, let me suggest a nighttime 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤."

the tv changed to display a movie thumbnail of mettaton in branded pajamas and a stuffed toy of some kind in his arms.

"......."

"Oh, you're so 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, dear."

swapping to one where he's holding a book while laying sideways over an armchair by a fireplace.

"The storytime one 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 be perfect for this."

alphys glanced at the runtime.

hint: far too long.

"..Yeah, i-it'll definitely put everyone to sleep."

"With my soothing voice? Of course it will."

"Uhuh."

——

the tv was put on low, though i think papyrus was the only one paying much attention to it.

mettaton moved over to sleep next to napstablook in their pillow-enclosure-thing that undyne is proud to have contributed to.

it took a long time for everyone to settle, but the second the lights were off most of them were out.

alphys and undyne were in the couch, but undyne slowly slid to the floor over time, ending upsidedown. she seemed unphased. alphys got up and laid on the cushioned floor beside her to make up for the movement.

i looked down at the child mostly asleep sprawled across me like a dog in a dog bed and pulled a blanket over them.

speaking of dog; the little thing appeared at some point. even it needed sleep apparently, curling up by my feet with a surprising calmness.

tori's been semi-buried under some pillows (flowey's doing) and is peacefully asleep like that.

on the opposite end of the spectrum, papyrus is asleep within a gap in the floor cushion layer where it opens directly to the carpet of our living room. despite being odd, he seems to have found it comfortable enough.

flowey's propped up with some pillows between the two of them.

and i should probably be closing my sockets too.

[once-upon-an-imagine]

If Dialoge requests are still allowed, can I request one with Charlie Weasley, were his girlfriend is getting ready for a girls night with her coworkers but the moment he sees her outfit he doesn’t want her to go and tries to change her mind 🥴 (in a fun way, no jealousy or so)

submitted by @mycobrakai1972

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yeees! this is so perfect! I love it so much! 🥰 Warning: this gets a bit suggestive at the end ( thought about making it smut at some point, I love Charlie too much, sue me! 😂)

"Where are you going?"

"We're hitting a couple of pubs, love" you said, finishing your makeup in front of the mirror.

"When are you coming back?"

"I'm not sure" you shrugged.

"Where are you going?"

"You've already asked me that, love" you chuckled.

"Will you bring me something?"

"Charles!" you laughed, poking your head out of the bathroom door to see him lying on your bed, pouting at you. "Stop that right now!"

"I'm sorry, love. I'm just gonna miss you" he said, sitting up.

"I'll be back before you know it" you insisted, going back to fixing your hair.

"Ugh! This is gonna be such a long night!" he said, throwing himself back on the bed.

"Charles, knock it off! It is one time I'm going out with my co-workers" you laughed, stepping out to the room and looking at yourself in the mirror.

"I know but-" Charlie stopped midsentence when he saw you and his jaw dropped. "Is- is that what you're wearing?"

"Mhm, could you help me with my zipper, love?" you asked and he didn't need to be told twice. He quickly made his way over to you, wrapping his arms around you, making you let out a soft laugh. "Up, Charles" you said when you felt his hand guiding the zipper in the other direction.

"It's not my fault" he said as his hands started wandering all over your body and his lips quickly found their place on your neck. "You know I love how you look in this dress" he said between kisses.

"Charlie" you whined, biting your bottom lip when he kissed the spot he knew drove you crazy. "I'm gonna be late, love" you said, unsure if you actually cared at this point since Charlie's hands were making you want to blow your friends off and just stay here with him.

"Don't go" he whispered in your ear before he kept on kissing you.

"Sweetheart" you said, not even fighting to remove his hands from your body or pushing yourself away from him. You really just needed an excuse to not go and he was giving you a very good one. "I said I would go. It'll be rude if I don't show up" you said, trying to contain the moans coming with the contact of his lips on your skin. It always felt like it lights it up on fire.

"Just tell them you weren't feeling good" he said, turning you around as his lips continued his happy trail of kisses all over you until he knelt down and started roaming his hands underneath your dress. "Which would be lying because if you stay with me I promise to make it worth your while" he said between kisses as he reached back up to your lips again. "And to make you feel really good!"

"You know, you have a very dangerous power in your hands, Mr. Weasley" you told him before letting out a small shriek when Charlie picked you up and walked you over to your bed. He knew he had won. You weren't going anywhere.

"I don't hear you complaining, sweetheart" he smirked, starting to kiss you all over again.

"Don't make me regret this, Weasley" you mocked him.

"Is that a threat or a challenge?" he asked, with an arched eyebrow.

"Little bit of both" you said, raising your eyebrows at him before he leaned in to kiss you again.

You didn't end up going out that night. And you did not regret it one bit.

[harri-etvane]

PROMPTS FOR INTIMATE PILLOW TALK Vova/Maks 💕: it's funny. sometimes i think i've already fallen in love with you as much as possible… and then we share a night like this. whatever happens, we'll always have each other. last night is proof of that. Vova/Andriy 👀: thank you for trusting me like that. i have a confession to make. i think i love you.

Haaaah oh my god I am so sorry this took me over a month to get to. I’ve only written Vova/Andriy once before  so if it’s not very good, I'm sorry. I have the other prompts in my endless WIP document - I can tag you when I post them if you'd like? x

Vova/Andriy;

“Vova?” 

It’s so quiet, he can hear his own heartbeat - wonders briefly if it is audible to the man beside him, curled so close it’s as though the rise-fall of his chest is Andriy’s own, the gentle huff of his breath echoed without pause. As  though the two of them are one person for this gentle, clinging moment, as fine as gossamer thread.

“Mmm,” Vova’s rough voice has the same slow, slurred quality of before that sends a shiver down Andriy’s spine. He thinks about how his name sounds in that voice, curled around the two syllables, making them into something glorious, something glinting in the dim light.

“I have a confession to make-” he exhales the words, presses the pad of his thumb lightly against a freckle on Volodymyr’s chest and hears the resultant purr that fills him to the brim, a pleasant shudder making its way slowly through his muscles, the rest of his utterance drawn away by such a tiny noise. He thinks about the strength of the  man beneath his hand, the easy flex of his muscles as he turns onto his side, reaches out and presses a cold hand against Andriy’s heart, his face in shadow.

Oh the things you do to me, Volodymyr Oleksandrovych.

“Yeees?” he stretches the word out, still languid, gruff, waiting - something poised  about him - as though he's about to flee, to turn away and shatter Andriy utterly.

“I think–”

I don’t  think, I know.

“I love you.”

[seraphicsentences]

canvas of comfort: when tattoos mend hearts in the dark <3

ellie williams x cat 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

AN: lol. i don’t know how to write but i never see ellie x cat stories so i thought i’d give it a shot. this is not edited. why did i try writing. let me know what you think!! xx

tags: ellie williams x cat, tlou universe, first kiss kinda, soft ellie, baby ellie, jackson’s resident tattoo artist cat, the story we never got but deserved, background joel + ellie <33

After turning over the idea numerous times in her head, Ellie gave in. The bite mark was, for the most part, hidden. Ridges and indents from the remnants of her old self-instilled chemical burn perfectly blended the curved marks of infected teeth— not exactly pretty, but it did the job. She received a real scolding from Joel when he found out what she had done.

~~ flashback ~~

Ellie didn’t know what to do once she rinsed off the chemical mixture with water. Her skin flamed a bright red, and the shirt stuffed in her mouth was entirely soaked through with saliva. She was dizzy with pain, and the air against her forearm felt like needles. The burn didn’t seem to be getting better the more she rinsed.

Ellie heaved a sigh, “Well fuck me.” She knew what she had to do… or more, who she had to face. Joel was going to absolutely murder her.

She loosely wrapped her arm in the softest shirt she could find, and used her good arm to pat her face with water- hopefully reducing the hot pink flush across her cheeks. Feeling this was the most normal she was gonna look, Ellie quickly snuck her way towards the main house, praying to God she wouldn’t run into anyone.

It’d be hard to explain exactly why she decided to melt off a layer of her skin in the middle of the night.

~~

“Are you crazy? Ellie, you could have been seriously injured! What if it burned off more than just your skin?”

“I’m fine Joel! It’s not a big deal! You said we needed to figure a way to hide it from the others, so I found us a way.”

“This is not what I meant when I said that! We don’t have doctors here in Jackson.. let alone the right supplies at the moment to let this properly heal. We’ll have to keep this bandaged for now. You’re lucky I have patrol in Teton tomorrow morning, I’ll stop by that pharmacy there first thing. You were scheduled for patrol in Wilson, correct?”

“Yes… I can still g-“

“Absolutely not. You’re staying here until I get back tomorrow. Don’t go putting anything else on it. I mean it. I’ll tell Maria you’re not feeling well, you hear me?”

“Yeees, Joooeel. What you say goes.”

“Thank you, Joel?”

“Thank you, Joel.”

~ flash-forward ~

Ellie finds her way to Cat’s place, a small old back-house on the far edge of Jackson. Cat had agreed to do the tattoo, after much convincing that it would be perfectly fine to do over her old injury. Ellie had brought her notebook with her, several pages with sketches dedicated to potential designs.

She knocks on the door, shifting with anticipation. “Hey Cat. It’s me, Ellie, here for, uh, you know,” she calls through the wood.

The door opens, Cat’s face peeking through. Her dark eyes slide down to meet Ellie’s as she smiles. “Oh hey Els, come on in,” she beckons, widening the space between the door frame to let Ellie slide in under her arm. “Sorry ‘bout the mess, it’s from last night’s whole fiasco. You should’ve come!”

Ellie chuckles, scratching behind her ear out of nerves. “Yeah yeah, next time. Joel and I were having a movie night.”

She follows Cat towards her room, stepping over bunches of paper and books, before finally entering the dimly lit space.

“You guys and your movies. Cute. I don’t have like a tattoo chair or anything so you can just sit on my bed by that table. It’ll be more comfortable anyways.” Cat motions.

She goes around the room, picking up a few materials and such before dragging a small stool to the edge of the bed.

She sits down, straddling it, as Ellie, wide-eyed, watches. “You coming or what?” Cat laughs, head tilted over her shoulder to peek at her.

“Yeah, sorry”, Ellie mumbles, ears blushing, as she moved her way onto the foot of the bed. She shuffles backwards to lean against the wall and hands Cat the sketchbook, already flipped open to one of her drawings.

“I was thinking something like this, just around here,” Ellie points to her scabbed forearm.

“I like it. You’re quite the artist aren’t you,” Cat teases.

“Ha- ha. Shut up,” Ellie says, rolling her eyes.

Cat grins, eyes glinting with laughter before pulling Ellie’s arm off her lap and onto the table.

“Let me know if it hurts, okay? This’ll take a couple sessions, so we can take breaks whenever, just let me know.”

Ellie hums an okay, and Cat moves to get started.

~~

After a painful 2 hours, Cat decides they’ve made enough progress, and scribbles down a couple of dates for Ellie’s next sessions. The afternoon had been filled with slow chatter, warm smiles, and soft touches. Ellie was completely unable to tear her eyes away from Cat as she worked.

Everything about her was hypnotizing: the way strands of her jet-black hair fell out of her loose bun, framing her sharp olive cheekbones, how the veins on her hands pronounced with every motion, the way Cat peeked through her eyelashes at Ellie to make sure she was okay to keep going…

Ellie hoped she didn’t notice the raised goosebumps on her skin. She had never felt so nervous around another person here at Jackson, but there was just something about Cat that had Ellie’s heart in hummingbird mode.

Her piercing appearance contrasted greatly with her gentle mannerisms, and Ellie felt entirely succumbed to her.

~~

It was just about afternoon and her final session at Cat’s, and Ellie couldn’t help but feel disappointed, knowing she wouldn’t have any more excuses to spend hours alone at Cat’s, pressed close together hovering over her arm.

“Hey Els,” Cat greets, her eyebrow raised. “You ready to finish this up?”

“Hi Cat,” Ellie smiles, “Thanks for doing this.”

“Sure thing,” Cat says, as they trail into the bedroom.

Ellie settles in her typical spot, fingers drumming on the table as Cat preps her station with all her tools. By now they’ve fallen into an easy routine, actions on autopilot, Cat humming some 80s tune under her breath as she inks.

An hour or so passes before Cat looks up, meeting Ellie’s enamored green eyes, and says, “Well… I’m all done here. You like it?”

Ellie tears her eyes away, stumbling over her words as she gawks at Cat’s beautiful work etched onto her skin. “That’s crazy good, I-what do I owe you?”

Cat laughs as if Ellie’s just told her one of her pocketbook jokes. She moves onto the bed as her laughter fades, pushing aside Ellie to make room to sit. Her gaze slowly traces up from Ellie’s forearm to her lips- then her eyes.

Cat’s hooded expression grows darker, and she asks just above a whisper, “What can you give me?” She sounds absolutely carnal, her head turned just enough for their noses to hover not even a centimeter away from one another.

Mind-fogged and pupils blown, Ellie breathes out the only word that comes to mind, “Anything.”

She blinks and Cat’s moved on top of her, straddling her thighs, core hovered just above Ellie’s hips and lips crashing to meet her own. It’s filled with passion, but so soft at the same time, just like Cat. She tastes like soda and cigarettes, and Ellie lifts her hands to rest on Cat’s waist, when her freshly done tattoo brushes against the bedsheet.

It’s as if she’s just been dumped with a bucket of ice water, and instinctively, Ellie throws Cat off of her onto the other side of the bed. “What the fuck, Cat?”, she yells.

Her fingers meet her lips as she touches them, face paled, and her heart in her stomach. Cat’s expression matches her own.

“Shit. Sorry, it’s just-“ She’s infected. I just infected her, was all Ellie could think. What came out of her mouth was, “Let’s go for a walk.”

Cat pauses, her hair now tousled as she tucks in her lips. Looking down, she quietly responds, “Yeah, okay.”

~~

The pair paints quite the picture, a rather buff woman covered in tattoos following after a shorter blushing brunette (redhead?? how does one classify auburn 😭) through the greenery filled outdoors.

Cat is the first to break the silence. Clearing her throat, she says, “Hey Ellie I’m s-“.

“No, no, listen,” Ellie cuts her off. She turns around to face Cat, eyebrows scrunched together as she looks up. “I- I, uh,” Ellie stumbles over her words. She doesn’t know how to break the news, how to explain her past, how Cat will react if she tells her she might turn because of their kiss.

Cat’s head falls to the side, a soft, pained smile gracing her pink lips as she murmurs, “You don’t have to explain yourself. I totally misread the vibe.”

Shaking her head Ellie tries to explain, “Cat-“

“I’m sor-“, Cat apologizes.

“I’ve never kissed anyone! I was nervous!” Ellie blurts out.

Cat’s eyebrows jump up as her mouth gapes open, trying to make feel for the words she wants to say. She lands upon the word, “Oh”, a laugh bursting from her chest as a heartwarming smile spreads across her face.

Ellie, knowing the truth and finding the situation a whole lot less amusing, groans, “Caaaat. Stop it, it’s not funny!” I mean, there was a chance she wouldn’t turn, right?

Cat ignores Ellie’s arguments, still laughing and grabs her hand, pulling her back towards the house, teasing, “C’mon, Els, no need to get all scared of me. I don’t bite.”

You might in a couple of hours, Ellie thinks.

~~

It’s half past 3 in the morning, and Ellie is anything but tired. The garage- turned room is filled with sounds of Cat’s sleepy snores, and Ellie watches (creep 🙄) as her chest rises and falls with her breathing.

The movie is long over, Cat not staying awake to see the ending, and Ellie quietly thanks the heavens for Cat’s exhaustion. She hasn’t shown any signs of infection yet, luckily, but Ellie isn’t going to take any chances.

In the meantime, she takes in Cat’s seraphic features. Her lips are just barely parted, slightly cracking due to the dry air. Ellie wants to wet them with her own. Strands of Cat’s short, black hair fall across the bridge of her nose as she shifts onto her side. Ellie reaches out to tuck them behind her ear, ever so gently, so as not to disturb her slumber.

The night passes and the morning comes, and Ellie stays, her face rested on the crook of her arm, eyes peeking over to watch Cat’s face. Soon enough, Cat inhales deeply and her eyes flutter open to meet Ellie’s stare. “Hey, stalker.” she whispers. The rasp in Cat’s voice pulls at Ellie’s heartstrings and she blushes a scarlet red, feeling caught. Her embarrassment is quickly overturned by the surging relief of Cat’s normal condition. “How do you feel?” tone hopeful, she can’t help but ask.

Cat lifts herself to lean on one arm before smoothly responding, “Like I want to kiss you again.”

Ellie lets her relief crash over as she smiles, still blushing, and leans in to press it into Cat’s matching grin. She can’t help but sigh into the kiss, before moving her lips more fervently, more hungrily, scrambling to take in as much of Cat as she can.

Finally Ellie leans away, falling back into the mattress, bouncing when she lands. Cat chuckles, “Not so nervous anymore, are we?”

Ellie doesn’t even complain about her teasing. She tucks her smile into the pillow, saying, “Just kiss me.”

AN: they’re so cute 😭😭. pov me blushing and kicking my feet at my own writing. i just needed this so bad.

[duckvenger]

Y'know how @gabrielisdead said a little while back that it'd be neat to see a Disney villain song for Hyde? And then @rms-himmel suggested adapting Friends On The Other Side? Well thanks for the inspiration you two, annnddd...

Here yah go! I'm sorry that the audio is buggy in places; my mic isn't the best. But this was a lotta fun to make! :D

I plan to draw a short PMV for the song so I can upload it to my YouTube channel (Coffeevenger). If anyone else also wants to make art of Hyde and Jekyll inspired by Dr Facilier and his shadows, I'd love to see it!!

Lyrics under the cut.

[Hyde, sung:] Don't you disrespect me, good man! Don't interrogate, oh so sly! You're in my world now, not your world And I’ve got a friend on the other side ([Jekyll, sung:] He’s got a friend on the other side)

[Hyde, spoken:] That's an echo, Utterson Just a little something we have here in the streets of Soho Now follow me - yes, hurry!

[Hyde, sung:] In the night you’re able To be what you please If you relax, you’ll find that you don’t need, all those Pointless chivalries

I can read you, good sir You’re lookin’ to learn ‘bout me Well look deep into my heart and soul ([Hyde, spoken:] We do have a soul, don't we, Jekyll?) I wanna know what you see

Am I no-one? Am I someone? Why am I something Jekyll hides? Well he’s just our friend on the other side ([Jekyll, sung:] I’m his friend from the other side)

[Hyde, sung:] The child, the child, that poor young lass It’s true, yes sir, I ran over that girl And yet, I’m here, all scott free! And it’s thanks to ol’ Jekyll that my hands are clean

Now you, good man, with your lawyerly deeds You know well both sides of humanity ([Hyde, spoken:] It’s like everyone’s got two faces, ain’t it?) You help folks rise And then watch ‘em fall You’re frontrow to the sadness, yet you never intervene

[Hyde, spoken:] Y’know, I can tell yer scared of me

[Utterson, spoken:] Ah. That’s not true-!

[Hyde, spoken:] Aww c’mon now, I promise I don’t bite Utterson! I just wanna be free, Hop from place to place But freedom takes green!

[Hyde, sung:] It's the green, yes indeed, I’m the green you see When Jekyll put me in a vial he found it’s all that he needs

On Jekyll good man, I don't wanna waste much time He’s been so perfect all his life A true Victorian gentleman without flaws or ill intentions And he seems so happy Yet he’s miserable ‘bout his life But beneath that mask: the ‘him’ I see… Your dear doctor ain’t as good as you want him to be!

[Utterson, spoken:] This is slander!

[Hyde, spoken:] Aww, come on, sir! Don’t you seek the truth, Utterson? …Yeees!

[Hyde, sung:] Are you ready? ([Jekyll, sung:] Please don’t do this!) Are you ready?

Transformation central! ([Jekyll, sung:] Stop it now, you devil!) Reformation central! ([Jekyll, sung:] Do not drink that chemical!) Transmogrification central! Can you feel it?

We're changin', we're changin', we're changin', all right! I hope you're satisfied But if you ain't, don't blame me! You can blame my friend on the other side! ([Jekyll, sung:] Is this what you wanted?) ([Jekyll, sung:] 'Coz there’s no turning back…)