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#lee and i are under the opinion that negan has tried and failed at seducing most of the people he comes in contact with#YKNOW TJAT POST THATS LIKE ''oh my god u guys are soo funny * dangles strap*''#''yeah? we not that funny * uses a claw arm to pull ur strap back up''#THAT WAS THE INSPIRATION HERE#(i doodled this so fucking long ago 😭😭)#idk i felt like putting it here lol#negan#eugene porter#twd#the walking dead#my shit
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Trying to draw everyone in my dnd party but no one has art of thier characters so I’m just using what I’ve been imagining the whole time hopeing that I haven’t just made something up for what they look like and am actually using the verbal description I got on the first day 6 months ago
#is it too late to ask my friend how many horns she has likee. is that an embarassing question.#how long is the other ones hair bc I think it’s supposed to be long but the one doodle someone did a year ago has short hair 😭#the only one I know 100% is correct is the lizard bc. you can’t mess up a lizard#and actually one guy did draw his character so that’s helpful and ofc I know my own character but.#also how the FUCK do you draw a dragonborn I’m screaming idk how to draw the dragon furry
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🌻🎭 long time no swap au .... (thanks for the peeps who sent doodle requests! :0])
what can i say, the people love maya!!!!!!! (very flattered actually shes one of my fave designs i did lol)
and also, thank you all for the very nice words omgg 😭💖💖 i know it's been a while since i've drawn or talked about this au (or used this sideblog in general asksk) but i am always very grateful that you all still enjoy it pftt <33 🥹🥹🫶🫶🫶
i've gotten a LOT of asks since the last time i posted here which:
AHHH!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹 warms my heart to know that people are interested still ...
AH FUCK I HAVENT ANSWERED ANY OF THEM YET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i did gain like, new interests LOL as is evident in my main, so i gotta admit that the brainrot isn't as strong as it used to be! 😔
dw, ill get to answering em, they're in my drafts. i was just waiting for a time that the doodles i drew for the answers would get polished and, well. i just .. hafta get less busy first 😭😭
im gonna drop the latest swap!franziska lore one of these days DFGHD i finally made like a new design for her months ago, just didn't have any polished drawings to show for it but oh well
thanks again for sticking by :'^] i'll revive this sideblog once the brainrot kicks in again asksks <3333333
#den's aa roleswap au#ace attorney#maya fey#miles edgeworth#franziska von karma#phoenix wright#athena cykes#kristoph gavin#daryan crescend#narumitsu#wrightworth#aa swap au art#im not tagging apollo or klavier but theyre in there in the bg lol#had to fill in the dead space thats why this ones more chaotic lol#ace attorney roleswap#ace attorney swap au#roleswap au#aa roleswap au#id in alt text#described
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Omg not another drabble for hitman!JD :]
This one’s for you especially @elijah-doodle ;)) Since you wanted to know and all :)
Silly side note cause I thought it was funny but this is titled “The one that got away” in my drafts 😭😭
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The small apartment John Dory found himself living in was pretty peaceful, all things considered. Especially this early in the morning. JD was fast asleep in that slab of concrete he called a bed, finally having managed to pass out a couple hours ago.
There was a sudden, loud knock on the door.
“Hey! Git up! Boss wants ta see ya.”
John Dory groans, throwing an arm over his eyes.
“C’mon kid, he ain’t gonna wait long.”
He crawled out of bed, rubbing a hand down his face before huffing out an, “Alright, alright. Gimme a minute.”
The voice at the door seemed appeased at this, and JD could hear his footsteps fading.
Stupid.
He took his time getting ready, it really was too early for this.
After sliding on his coat and goggles, he yanked the door open. He wasn’t surprised to see the other troll hadn’t gone far.
He gave JD a sharp nod, “Good. C’mon kid.”
JD held his tongue at that.
He let the other man lead him, despite knowing the way like the back of his hand. Best not to start a fight over something stupid.
They left the apartment building off into a back alley.
JD shoved his hands into his pockets and let his mind stray for a bit. As per usual, he found himself thinking about his brothers. He can’t help but wonder what they’d be up to now. Shit, how old would they be again?
He starts trying to add it up in his head, counting it out with his fingers.
It’s been, what? 10, no 15 years? Maybe? He couldn’t be sure until he got a glimpse at a calendar.
His mind continued to wander for a bit before he’s suddenly jolted out of his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder.
Reacting quickly, he spins around and sweeps the assailant’s legs. They tumble to the ground with a, “Aw SHIT-“
JD unsheathes the spikes on his glove’s knuckle, preparing to strike the person before coming to a dead stop.
Oh.
Oh fuck.
“-HELL kid, the fck’r ya doin!”
JD stumbles back, his hands going to his coat. He brushes at it, not just trying to play it off but also to soothe his shaking hands, “Sorry. Don’t sneak up on me like that.”
The man who’d been walking him glared up at him - partly out of shock, partly out of fury. After a moment he shakes his head, “Whatever kid.”
JD snarls at that, “For the love of- Stop. calling. me-“
The door behind JD slams open, “Ah! Johnny! You’re right on time.”
A stocky pale yellow troll with golden, slicked back hair dressed in a gray pinstripe suit sets his hands on JD’s shoulders turning him around and lightly shoving him into the room he’d just burst out of, “Now, if you’ll excuse us.”
He kicks the door shut behind them, not sparing the man another glance.
He leads JD to his desk, his grip tightening on his shoulders before releasing him altogether.
“B-Boss I can explain-“
He holds a hand up to silence him as he rounds the desk and takes a seat, “No need. It’s not my business what you get up to outside of work. As long as you don’t kill any of my employees, I couldn’t care less.”
JD gulps, once again rubbing his hands against his coat.
“Now, what is my business is, well, my business. So,” He reaches into a drawer, pulling out a slip of paper - his next hit, JD assumes - and sliding it across the desk for him to look at, “Let’s talk business.”
John Dory freezes the instant his eyes see the paper. No, not paper. The poster. It was a poster for a concert for an up and coming solo artist.
No. No no no no no.
Staring back up at him were the eyes of a troll he hadn’t seen in 15 or so years.
No. Anything but this. Please.
Staring up at him was none other than Floyd. His baby brother.
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I HAVE A LOT OF POSTS COMING SOON BUT I WILL START WITH MY LOVEBUG AU FIRST because i realised that i never posted my final design on here so here it is! this was about a month ago.
the idea is that the narrator uhhh fucking exploded and now he's a very big ball of lovely nice things which is the lovebug at its most intense! but obviously everything decays and so do nice things. the less and less lovebuggey he is, the sadder he is, the less he is a ball of lovely nice things but rather a very big ball of miserable annoying things (his usual self). that's about it
i did do a singular doodle of a lovebug stanley. i found it really difficult on how to make one since stanley is essentially just a reflection of the players actions 😭 but here it is. he's green cuz i like to think he tries to stay at the front of the true ending for as long as possible so he's all naturey. but yeah idk ough
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"Do it clap?"
VERY SHORT.
Prompt: you get interrupted from doing your ELA essay when your Best friend, Jaehyun, video calls you to ask you a outrageous question.
Pairing: Jaehyun x Black fem reader
Disclaimer: use of the n word(obviously only the reader will say it), writer/reader making fun of jaehyuns huge head and mentions of drug use (weed)
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"In the beginning of the passage it shows....no! I already said that!!" You slightly shout.
You raised your clear glasses up on your face as you bend down in criss cross apple sauce position to write down more notes. You pout at your work not being the way you wanted, dragging your eraser across the pencil-beat up paper.
Right before you can get back to your sentence on your paper, you hear your ring tone go off.
Jaehyun.
You huff picking up your phone and answered,"why the fuck are you calling me?"
"Ayyyy! Long time no see!" Jaehyun smiles showing his dimples, you roll your eyes before putting your pencil down.
"I literally saw you 4 hours ago..." You reminded.
"Exactly why I said long time no see sweetheart." Jaehyun says as he rests his head on his hand.
"Anyways! What do you want? Why are you calling me?" You questioned trying to sound annoyed of his existence.
"Wow a hi jaehyun would be nice."
"Answer my question big head."
"Ok fine! I called you because I have a question." Jaehyun begins.
Now, you can visibly see that he's been smoking pot hense that his eyes are more hooded than ever and slightly pink. So, you prep yourself for the utmost crazy question that's weirder than the last he's asked.
"So.. you know how you were wearing those checkered leggings today?" Jaehyun drags on, you nodded with a raised eyebrow.
"I know I've mentioned you having a thick booty before but I have a question...." Jaehyun looks off as he ducks his head chuckling a bit.
"Jesus, jaehyun what're you about to say?" You asked as you plant your hand on your face.
"Do it...do it clap? "Jaehyun basically whispers, your eyes widen at the question. You were so shocked that you started dying laughing.
"JAEHYUN WHAT?" You exclaimed, you didn't have the energy to lecture him for the question so all you did was try to calm down your laughing.
"DO IT CLAP?!" Jaehyun repeated causing more laughter on your end.
You bury your head on your arm hiding the slight flustered face that was painted on your face, "NIGGA I DON'T KNOW "
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW YOU NEVER TRIED?" Jaehyun exclaims.
"NO? WHY WOULD I?"
"I WOULD IF I HAD A FAT ASS LIKE THAT–"
"JUNG JAEHYUN—"
"Ok I'm sorry, but I'm curious..will you show me?" Jaehyun questions with puppy dog eyes.
"..this conversation is over."
"C'MON JUST ONCE I WON'T TELL NO ONE THAT I HAVE A GIRL BEST FRIEND THAT KNOWS HOW TO CLAP HER CHEEKS "
You start to doodle on your paper free handley"Jaehyun...why do you wanna see?"
"Because I'm curious." Jaehyun shyly says even though he just said the most bold question. (There's been worse)
"No babe...just no.. maybe when I'm drunk but not right now, you interrupted me doing my essay just to ask me that goofy ass question." You firmly say.
"I was just curious don't get mad please." Jaehyun pleaded sheepishly smirking.
"I'm not mad I'm just stunned and confused." You snicker.
"Good, I'll still get my answer sooner or later because I will be asking again." Jaehyun demanded, you shook at your head.
You cant deny that you didn't feel a little flustered at the question, yes, Jaehyun never fails to remind you that you have a thicc booty but that question just gave you whiplash. (haha, get it?)
"Okay whatever, I will be ending this call now. Take that big ass head to sleep." You ordered.
"Night night princess" Jaehyun smiles again showing his perfect dimples. You close your eyes shut for a few seconds trying to not let his pet names for you get the best of you.
"Goodnight Jaehyun" you mimick his smile before ending the call.
Good night indeed.<3
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HELP IDK WHAT THIS IS😭— DONT ASK. I was just like "this is something jaehyun would do🤔" and wrote it with the quickness bc I didn't want my brain juice running out...I think I need help—
ALRIGHT BYE BESTIE BOOS😭💞💞
#nct#nct scenarios#nct 127#nct imagines#nct fluff#jung jaehyun#highschool au#do it clap?#HELP THE HIGH JAEHYUN CONCEPT IS SO FUNNY TO ME IDK Y#i should stop
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Urugghrgfhf I need to connect calypso and tsp so bad (thags how you KNow the hyperfixation got intense)
Rant below! Like rlly long rant. Drawing at the end if you'd like to skip to that
Like . Like the definition of the song bioluminescence (as stated by calypso) is that confused feeling when you're unsure of someone's intent, you can't tell if it's romantic or platonic the way that they're treating you. They said it was targeted more towards queer neurodivergent people, who'd be unsure regardless of gender boundary *due* to being queer.
And like for some reason shit really clicked in my head like. (Fanon kind of) Stanarrator ?? Like
Narrator is known to be unpredictable. Unless you've seen/played the endings before, you have no clue what his mood is going to be. That'd obviously throw Stanley off. You were just cheering , why the fuck are you trying to BLOW ME UP ??????? yk
And also just the overall vibe of bioluminescence and the lyrics seem to fit Stanley in my eyes. Not only does the song stand for romantic/platonic confusion but also just struggling in social cues/figuring out someone's overall intent
"You see it on my face / the pure mesmerization / just to bite off my head / and break my concentration "
I think that could stand for Stanley's uncertainty of his intentions, what the Narrator truly feels about him. He knows he could (metaphorically) bite off his head at any given second, even if said second is one where Stanley would be entirely confused by it, it wouldn't fit the mood at all, he'd just do it. He's completely unable to predict anything about him.
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Uhm uhm with that said Stanley (more so clock 0ut stanley) reminds me of Creature
Like the whole. Song. It'd make more sense if you listened to it but I can't really force you to do that so. I'll try to explain
Basically the original idea of the song was about calypso being a scare actor but. But for the sake of Stanley we can translate it to just actor in general
" Can't even see my face / cause they're runnin super-sonic / screaming in your ear and laughing when you trip / an absolute menace to the general public " then followed by " kiss me, I'm your creature / im your creature"
The first part more so fits with the idea of clock 0ut stanley, or at least. How people perceived him. Seeing as I saw an edit of him to the song freak by sub urban. It's like the same vibe. He seemed to be more chaotic and full of energy, as also seen in some of the art in the SAD-ist Google drive
Now. The second part could easily fit the Canon game (qside from the kissing part)
Some people in the fandommfully believe that Stanley is a creation of the Narrator. I lie in between both him being a creation and a real person??? So I won't give a person opinion. But the second pair could be seen as him confronting/telling the Narrator that he is, in fact, *his* creature, his creation.
. . I had nothing else 4 that I am SO sorry. It's just the whole song and it's hard to explain
But yeah just as a whole I think a lot of calypsos songs fit with tsp / it's themes. There's more music but this is already really long. So I might just make another post about it in the future (not a promise so please dont be betting on me making one 😭🙏🏼)
Anyways here's a rlly shitty bioluminescence Stanley doodle I made a day or two ago
Ps, I'm working on the ref sheets ! I've finished narrator & Stanley, I'm just working on the others :3
#the stanley parable#tsp#tsp narrator#rant post#tsp stanley#the narrator tsp#tspud#stanarrator#traditional art#calypso#theory post. shitpost#i wish i knew more calypso fans. aw poopie#okay rhats embarrasing to say. clarification thst MY FRIEND SAYS THAT#AND I JUST LIKE. PICKED IT UP#i am NOT serious when k say that#i***
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I keep forgetting to tell you!!! We finally watched the Deadpool movies and my mom is obsessed 😂 she went into thinking she'd hate it and now we've watched them both 3 times each. I'm not willing to explain this concept to her but I also need you to know she is an adamant Wolverine x Deadpool shipper. She keeps saying they should fall in love in the 3rd movie. She's right!!! But it's just so fucking funny to me. This woman I swear to god!! 🤣🤣 I'm genuinely considering getting on Etsy and buying her a shirt with them both on it for her. We don't go out much but we went to the mall not too long ago and she kept pointing out DP merch and I'm like. ma'am I see you 🫵
I Stan your mom so much I might actually draw her a little Deadpool doodle 😭
Welcome to the club mom 🥺❤️ a true queen with immaculate vibes just like her child 😩👏
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Actual doodles in class this time! They're kinda ugly tho since they're mostly for me to playtest the general gist of how they're like as a character(?) Idk how to properly describe it.
TL;DR: I talk a bit about the characters depicted here—— an unnamed character with a halo (+ her younger child self) and Maylisa, the character depicted in the bottom right.
↓↓ Click here if you'd like to know more! ↓↓
It's not obvious since these doodles were from quite a while ago, but the unnamed character here, specifically her younger self, was also present in a previous post. To be percise, it's the Orenji post with Magpierre where she was seen walking with her and the lyrics "That faraway island, covered in morning glow" was written overhead.
I haven't sorted through her entire story yet but she's based off of a Steven Universe OC I had when I was younger called "Crystal", so I'll be calling her that for now.
Of course, if you know anything about SU, you'd know that it doesn't make any sense for a Gem to be called a "Crystal" since crystals aren't gems. But because I was kinda of an odd child when I was younger (still am, I have very bad reading comprehension so I understand things differently), I wanted a character that was based off of the Cluster because I thought they (it?) were an awfully cool concept that was honestly very underused considering how much of a threat they were played out to be.
Basically what I'm trying to say is that the original "Crystal" was actually NOT a whole gem, but is actually a more stable version of the small Cluster gems shown throughout the show, y'know those weirdly formed hands and feet?
Here, the original "Crystal" was a Cluster Gem made out of 80% Sapphires and 20% Lapis Lazuli, an experiment by the Diamonds to see if they can reuse, reduce, recycle™ the shattered remains of the soldiers from the opposing Crystal Gems' forces. Partially because Sapphires are rare and they were running out of them due to the war, the other is to see if they can still maintain the abilities of a Sapphire and their consciousness despite them being a merge of multiple different Sapphires. After all, they were cut from the exact same cloth, no?
Now, you might be asking: "Didn't you literally just state that they're 20% Lapis Lazuli as well, why aren't you bringing that up?"
Well about that, like any good Manhwa author (fuck them mfs for leaving me on a cliffhanger every single episode😭😭), I will leave it to the actual post I'll be making for the original "Crystal", since I just managed to find an old artwork of her (along with a BUNCH of notes) while typing this out.
Damn, the post's getting a bit long so I'll have to speed up the pace.
As I mentioned in a couple paragraphs before, I don't have the full story and personality set up for the new "Crystal" yet. However, the basis of her entire story is that she's kind of this semi-immortal, living artifact of history who's been through most of the major historical events herself. "Semi-immortal" because the sole reason she's still alive is because of the numerous amounts of gems/gemshards she's embedded into her skin (for story reasons, I'll clarify more in the future).
I don't particularly feel like addressing this part but, she used to be this experimented-on child that escaped from a run down laboratory (right before the calendar changed) with her friend, who's a merge between one of the Anguished and their original self. Said friend was already long dead before Maylisa came to find "Crystal" (or hell, way before Maylisa was ever born tbh), but I'll try to find some time to talk about them as well since they're also based off of an old OC of mine that I'd repurposed for this universe.
There were a lot more I'd like to talk about (stuff like how Crystal escaped from the laboratory, how she was experimented on, how her friendship with the other experiments came to be formed, what happened after she left), but I don't want to leave future me with a bunch of retcons and a lack of explanations so, I'll be going more in-depth once I sort out her as a character!
See you on Sunday! B) I'll probably be posting fanart then? Maybe?
#traditional art#traditional artist#trad art#art#small artist#new artist#artist support#artist#artists support artists#artist on tumblr#pen artworks#pen artwork#pen art#original character#orignal character#character design#orginal character design#steven universe oc#steven universe
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more of my silly femdom n subby bro pairing Toto bellow the cut yippee 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳
teehee Toni and Alto passionately making out just because
breathing so heavily between them, saliva connecting their mouths and altos nudging against Toni's nose, whimpering
"more, m'need more please, please"
haha needy bastard XD I laugh at ur bottomness mwahahahaahah 😈😈😈😈😈😈
(I could never laugh at u ur too sweet and stupid for me to hate ong)
I like to think that Alto initiates the kiss at first
like they're comfortably watching a movie together, snuggled up close yknow AS FRIENDS
and they're just.. mmm the tension
I swear there is tension
Alto watching Toni ramble on about how stupid the movie is, pointing out its many flaws and plotholes, and bro he's so in love
then she turns to look at him, and they find each others eyes and time seems to stop for them and oh my stupid heart for these fools 😍😍😍😍😍
(THIS READS LIKE A BAD FANFICTION I WOULD'VE WRITTEN AGES AGO EW AISCNSJDJ 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)
and he leans forward without realizing and kisses Toni and hrhshehsh 😖😖😖😖😖
short and sweet, but Alto's neediness bleeds thru lol
Alto initiates it, but Toni's the one who takes charge as she grips him by the scuff of his shirt and pulls him again for another
and another, and another-another, until they're basically making out on the couch, movie long forgotten and tuned out to white noise.
the tension between them explodes into this absolute ball of longing and waiting and wanting
daydreams and whispered secrets they've had about each other since middle school, hands brushing against each other, love hearts doodled on the sides of their homework with their initials, stickers over each others hands and faces when they were children, eating $2 chips from the dairy and feeding them to the birds at the park, pinkie promises made under the cover of twilight, pillow fights and strawberry juice staining the fronts of their shirts, all of that combines and builds into this single moment of adrenaline rush.
and it doesn't stop, neither of them want it to stop, so they let it take its course.
Alto's heavily moaning into Toni's mouth, her hand trailing down and under his shirt, until it stops above his boxers.
She pulls away, leaving a dazed boy, puffy lips slicked with spit, curly blonde-brown hair framing him like a halo.
His eyes are still twinkling with that childish innocence of his, but there's something deeper in them now, more unhinged yet it still waits.
".. do you want this?" She asks, a final barrier between the both of them, the string of their friendship being pulled tight, threatening to break and let go an entire decade's worth of carnal feelings.
The air hangs heavy between them, charged with desire before he answers, a soft careful whisper with his oh so pretty lips that breaks the dam.
"..yes.
please"
and then they proceed to have hot steamy couch sex fuck yeah bro 😩😩😩😩😩😩
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guys I think my art got a glow up cause like, I swear I did not draw like this a week ago😭
When I say I have been stuck on this man’s character design for SO LONG BRO(specifically the face) cause I could never get the look I wanted and I’m doodling and zoning out and I zone back in and what the fuck
Is that all I need to do? Zone out again? Cause I will gladly do so just to keep going like this
also this is on the same page as the one before btw
#But like omg#YIPPEEEE‼️#I’m so happy bro#Omw to make a character sheet with this rn#my wacky stuff#my ocs#Tiny rambles#Just need to get better at drawing scars and we are SET#:D
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*flies across the country to give you a hug and a prompt* 💛 how about 11 and 96??
julissa 😭 my love. my light. my beloved, beautiful sweetface. i’ll meet you at the airport so i can hug for you all eternity 😭 😭 😭 💛
11 [Witch/Magic/Psychic AU] and 96 ["Take That" Kiss or "Shut Up" Kiss]
The Moonbridge Institute for Young Witches has just gone co-ed for the first time since it opened its doors 1,500 years ago. Ian Gallagher is a young Irish warlock (accents, ooooo) that enrolls in the Institute the second he turns 18, excited to get out of Ireland and spend some time in the United States. Once he lands in Massachusetts, he settles into his dorm, where he’s saddled with a moody, brooding Ukranian warlock (accents, ooooo part 2) that goes by “Mick” - or at least he would, if he let anybody talk to him. Ian is determined to break down Mick’s walls, conjuring up all sorts of oddities he thinks Mick might like. A magical drawing pad that never runs out of paper after he caught Mick doodling in the courtyard after their Necromancy 101 class. A crystal pendulum he leaves on his desk after finding out that Mick was top of his class in Divination. An ancient book of spells he’d transported from the restricted section of the library, hidden in the stack of leather-bound books Mick keeps on his desk. But Ian’s attempts to extend an olive branch are rebuked at every turn, until one day, Mick confronts him.
mini ficlet below the cut 💫
“Hey, fucker” a voice says, and the soft Ukranian accent, dulled by years in the states, rings like a familiar tune in Ian’s ears.
Ian looks over at the bed on the other side of the room. Mick is sitting propped up against the pillows, reading the book Ian had conjured up and hidden in the stack on Mick’s desk.
“Uh, hey,” Ian responds, dropping his bookbag on the floor beside the door, kicking off his shoes and heading over to his bed.
Before he gets all the way there, Mick shuts the book and drops it on the mattress, standing up from the bed and charging over towards Ian.
He grabs Ian by his sweater, shoving him up against the paneled wall. Ian lands against it with a small oof! but Mick keeps his hands fisted in the fabric, his own t-shirt ratty and torn, only the words Fleetwood Mac scrawled across the front. Ian catches his breath and stares at Mick, the other man staring back just as intently. It’s a long moment before either of them speaks, just the creak of the old wooden floors and Ian’s gasping breaths filling the growing silence.
“What the fuck is your deal?” Mick asks, scowling, and Ian attempts to shrug.
“What are you talking about?” he responds, and Mick keeps his grip on Ian’s sweater, pulling him forward, then shoving him back against the wall once more. Ian lands with another oof! and Mickey keeps scowling.
“The shit you keep leaving around,” he says, demanding an answer, and Ian knows the jig is up. Still, he can’t give in. There’s something about the way Mick is looking at him, eyes dark and narrow, that sends a jolt through Ian’s body. A very human, very visceral jolt, vibrating from the base of his neck all the way down his spine.
“What shit?”
“The shit. The shit you keep conjuring up and leaving around the room.”
“Like what?”
Mick grumbles and releases his grip on Ian’s shirt. He doesn’t step back, keeping Ian pinned against the wall with only his eyes and voice.
“The notepad. Then the pendulum. Now this?”
Mick turns around and walks over to his bed, picking up the antique book that’s still a bit dusty, the leather binding well-worn and creased at the spine.
“This,” he said, turning back around and storming over to Ian, shoving the book in his face. “This isn’t even supposed to exist.”
Ian smirks.
“But it does.”
Mick stares him down, trying to get a read on Ian’s face, and Ian tries his best to maintain his innocence.
“Well knock it off,” Mick demands, and Ian chuckles, completely enamored by the way Mick has chosen to tell him off. He could easily use his fists - he was good in a fight, Ian had seen it when he’d taken down Nicholas Gardner in the courtyard the first day of class - but he was choosing to tell him to knock it off. Of all things. So American, so uncharacteristically passive.
“And what if I don’t wanna knock it off?” Ian asks, and Mick raises his eyebrows sky high.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Ian smirks again, unable to hide his amusement at Mick’s unusually vulnerable persona. He seems confused, flustered even, like he doesn’t know what to do with the idea of someone giving him gifts for no particular reason.
Well, Ian had a reason. And that reason happened to be that he was maybe, kinda, sorta, definitely, insanely attracted to his roommate, and had been since Orientation day. If he could break down the stone walls Mick had built up, maybe he could figure out what really made him tick.
"I just thought you’d like ‘em,” he says, and Mick’s confused expression stays put.
“Like them?”
“The gifts.”
Mick raises his eyebrows again.
“Why the fuck are you giving me gifts in the first place?”
Ian shrugs. “Like I said. I thought you��d like ‘em.”
“No other reason?” Mick asks, and there’s a shift in his energy, the way his eyebrows lower along with his eyelids, chin raising a bit, his look transforming from irritated to inquisitive.
Ian shrugs again.
“Don’t know,” he says. “Maybe.”
Mick blows out an irritated breath, trying to regain the persona he knows so well.
“Well stop it,” he says.
Something surges through Ian - a burst of confidence, or maybe stupidity combined with a complete lack of self-preservation. Either way, it forces out his next words before he even knows what he’s doing.
“And what if I don’t?”
Mick’s eyebrows shoot up again.
“What did you just say?”
“I said and what if I don’t? What if I don’t want to stop giving you gifts?” He tilts his head to the side, eyeing Mick up and down. “What if I want to give you more than just gifts?”
Mick swallows hard, his jaw twitching. Ian’s struck a nerve, he knows it.
There were two possibilities for how this could play out. Either Mick would beat the shit out of him, or the two of them were about to rip off their clothes in a frenzied, frantic race to devour each other.
Mick contemplates it for a moment, then charges forward, grabbing Ian’s sweater in his fists like he had before. Only this time, it’s not in anger.
“Shut the fuck up,” he says, and rolls up on his toes, pressing his lips against Ian’s, and Ian’s entire body lights up.
It feels like the first time he ever used magic - unexpected, unplanned, out of the blue, filling him with a light and a warmth like he’d never felt before.
But somehow, this was even better. ✨
#witchy mickey my beloved#julissa my sweetface 🥺💌#ugh now i wanna write this#BESTIE I'M HAVING MANY THOUGHTS AND ZERO TIME#who wants to pay my bills so i can stay home and write fic all day long#nobody?#SICK 😌#jk jk jk i need to do more than just obsess over these two dumbasses (affectionate)#fanfic trope mashup#my ficlets
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