cw death , discussion of violence , romeo and juliet related stuff but it’s meant to be taken lightly/jokingly bc they died but got better
reincarnation/romeo and juliet au where you’re mutual friends with suna, you don’t talk to him much, but he just gives you bad vibes. you don’t really like him.
when he cracks jokes, you roll your eyes. when someone mentions how hot he is, you wrinkle your nose. you don’t dislike him, there’s just something about him that… irks you.
then one day you’re at a friend’s house, maybe playing drinking games, maybe a little buzzed. it’s warm, and you pull your sweater over your head, looking around for a place to put it down. on your way to the couch, you stumble, and a hand lands on your waist, where your shirt is riding up, just a pinky against your bare skin.
“you okay?” suna starts, but you can barely hear him, vision suddenly swimming with visions of a totally different world. he’s there again, though, and suddenly you know what’s always been so off about him.
you can’t tell if you’re standing on the cold stone of a castle or the hardwood floor of a modern-day apartment.
“did,” you bring a hand up to rub your head, a little ache starting to form. “did you—”
“touch me,” he says, desperate, and you lay a hand on his cheek and feel the echoes of his own past life reverberating through your touch. you don’t have to ask by the time he lets you go, hand falling from where it had clasped around your wrist. he felt it too. he saw you.
you stare at each other, two people blurring into one.
“i always thought you were beautiful,” he says after a long minute. you snort.
“i never liked you,” you reply. “you left me! you died before i woke up!” it’s a strange wound, the memory of coming into the light and finding him beyond asleep beside you.
“i died for you!” he argues, laughing, and your hands are around him, pulling him close, seeking his heartbeat.
“you should have waited.” you look up at him, hoping your gaze can communicate what your sharp words fail to.
“look at us,” he presses his forehead to yours. “i did.”
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I need a conversation between Buck and Tommy where they try do a timeline of when Buck was either attracted to men or was called gay by someone else:
“There was this one time where I met this other fire-fighter and asked him to hang out, and he said he had a boyfriend,” Buck says while writing TK’s name down with a date on it for timeline references
Tommy looks at him, “Huh, well okay. Any others?”
“Well, there was that one time a lady thought me and Eddie were a couple and parents to Christopher.”
Tommy nods. “That sounds about right. Anything else?”
“Oh yeah, I followed these guys around for a year because one of them invited me to,” Buck adds. “Let’s not forget all the times Maddie teased me about liking men, but it’s funny how she was shocked when I accidentally came out.”
Tommy sighs and puts his marker down. “Evan, we bought a poster board for this, and it’s already filled up. There’s no more room!”
“It’s not my fault that I thought it was normal to check out hot guys. Or ask them out,” Buck says with a shrug.
“And you didn’t even have a clue until I kissed you?” Tommy asks with a raised eyebrow.
“Well, in my defense, you’re the only guy who kissed me after flirting, so am I really oblivious or were the other men all cowards?” Buck says.
Tommy facepalms, but Buck can see a small smile peaking out.
Tommy then lightening fast grabs Buck and pulls him onto his lap. He grips his and kisses him softly. “Well, I’m glad I was the first one to kiss you. I hope to be the last as well.”
Buck tackles him to the ground and covers Tommy in smooches, their little art project left forgotten.
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"Oh but that's only tea, Harcourt must've hit a cup while falling backwards!"
WRONG! Allow me to demonstrate.
Sebastian removed the tablecloth, true, but as the perfect one hell of a butler that he is, he did not make one single silverware fall over
As you can clearly see here as well more up close
The only things toppled over are those from the commotion with the Prefects and the Doll.
Moreover look at this picture
Harcourt is standing FAR away from the closest cup near him! He couldn't possibly have hit it while falling backwards! So yeah
He did piss himself. Yana did give us shotapiss.
That's all Your Honour, I rest my case.
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For the record, I’m considering how Alucard is during the final fight, and how Dante is when facing Vergil in DMC5
Edit: I should probably mention that this is Alucard at the beginning of the fight, so he has all of the souls for #lifehack. I could theoretically say that Seras is in this fight, but I feel like she wouldn’t make enough of a difference, so let’s just pretend she’s off fucking around with Integra
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Incredibly amused by Shouto asking Izuku's permission to go to bed and Izuku basically telling him no and to wait until their classmates are done playing around
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