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2knightt · 1 year

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i LOVED the darry x motherly!reader and i’d love to know more about the relationship that ponyboy and johnny have with reader

PB.C and J.C x motherly!reader

!warnings!

1.fem!reader

2.platonic fic

3.darry x reader is said through out the fic!

4.minor mentions of abuse and violence.

dude?? they literally love you so much???

they are so thankful for you. like actually, they think you were sent from heaven.

ponyboy looks up to you so much oh my god.

he tells you EVERYTHING and when he goes out with you he follows you EVERYWHERE

he is like a lost puppy.

“where are we going y/n?”

“well, *i* was going to get groceries for your house.”

“oh! can i get a snack while we’re there?”

“..yeah sure pony. as long as you eat.”

when walking around the store with him he’s holding the bottom of your shirt because he’s scared ‘you’ll get lost.’

he’s the one that always gets lost.

he forces you to read to him when he’s tired.

he just does!! he puts those puppy eyes to good use fr.

and you fall for it every time. you know why?? cuz you see him like a little brother or a son.

i know you do. it isn’t good to lie to the author.

you will do anything for him and you believe he can do NO WRONG.

when he ran away?

“darry, he’s just a kid. he was scared, c’mon. give ponyboy a break.”

if he jumped someone?

“hey, at least we know you’re strong now! good job!”

if he killed someone??

“oh, he’s just being silly. tell them you didn’t mean it ponyboy.”

“i ain’t mean to shoot the guy 12 times.”

back to the topic of him telling you everything!!

he told you abt his lil crush on cherry valance and you felt like a proud mother.

“yea…she’s just a real looker.”

“AHHHHHH!!!—i mean, that’s so great ponyboy.”

he’s so embarrassed when you ask for updates about her.

I MENTIONED IN THE OTHER FIC THAT HE CALLS YOU MA IN PRIVATE SO..

when you stop reading he’ll go,

“why’d you stop reading, ma?”

or if you need help carrying in groceries he’ll say, “do you need any help ma?” in a quiet voice so the gang doesn’t hear him.

normalize giving ponyboy beat hugs!!! he loves them!!! but he gets embarrassed!!!

johnny is your biggest fan ever.

EVER.

he talks to you about everything.

“y/n, did i tell you about the ladybug i saw today?”

“yeah johnny, you did.”

“oh…well did i tell you about the grease i saw getting arrested?”

“pardon me johnnycakes?”

he rants to you about everything and anything.

and you just listen while you rub his back with your hand.

when his mom yells at him, he rushes to see you.

and your heart just hurts when you see him cry about that.

but he’s so glad that you’re there to help him, to give him the motherly love he needs.

he isn’t big on showing you physical affection, but he will give you gifts.

he steals pretty flowers for you, he’ll give you cigarettes if you smoke, and he’ll even steal a few things for you.

he will cry if you bake him treats.

he loves homemade goods, so if you make him some cookies he will tear up and say thank you.

even though johnny ain’t very intimidating compared to your boyfriend, he still tries.

if he’s with you and some guy tries to hit on you he shows up outta no where and just goes,

“aye! you know she got a boyfriend right? he’s real tuff, so don’t try anything funny.”

“yea? is that supposed to be you?”

“na, darry curtis!”

the mfs apologizing and scurrying away in fear.

nobody wants that smoke from darry😭😭

for mothers day ponyboy and johnny get together to write you a cute little card, separate from the gangs card.

johnny has one side of the card while ponyboy has the other.

“dear y/n, this is johnny. i just want to say, happy mothers day. i ain’t very well off with my words but, i hope you can understand. i want to thank you, i know i don’t do it often but..i hope you know i’m thankful. for everything and anything you do. if you and darry didn’t meet, i think i would’ve lost my mind. so uh, again, happy mothers day. keepin’ this short and sweet.”

“dear y/n, happy mothers day! me and johnny are making a separate card from the gang because…they aren’t…civil in anyway. like what johnny said, i want you to know im thankful for you. these past few months were tough, but you made them bare able. you know what situation im talking about by now, don’t you? but, thank you. i’m forever grateful for you y/n. im glad darry found you.”

author notes ;

1.thought it was fitting for mothers day since it’s tomorrow <3

2.maybe ooc LOLLL

3.thank you sweetheart for the compliment <3

may 13th, 2023. 5:26

#2knightt #the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #johnny x reader #johnny cade x reader #ponyboy x reader #ponyboy curtis x reader #platonic the outsiders #platonic #motherly!reader

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notafraidtodissapear · 2 months

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i could literally talk abt quotes from thg for HOURS like im not even kidding (i have) ....however, it has come to my attention that some people GENUINELY agree with the quote haymitch says in catching fire "you know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him." which could not be more false. i believe they both deserve each other EQUALLY like there is no "one deserves the other more" type of thing going on. its like. they have both gone through the hunger games TWICE, peeta has been taken and hijacked, and katniss (a 17 year old keep in mind) is basically forced to become the head of this revolution. the worthiness of the other ones love should NOT be the first thing on their mind. "but she was literally soooo mean to him!" 1) womp womp 2) stfu. like i do NOT want anyone to ever call this girl mean. like ever. ESPECIALLY not to peeta. lets keep in mind what this girl literally said about peeta before "what i need is the dandelion in the spring. the bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. the promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. that it can be good again." hm does that sound remotely mean to u? or how abt "no one has held me like this in such a long time. since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else's arms have made me feel this safe." or maybe "i realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if peeta dies. me." does any. ANY. of that sound like someone who is "being mean" to peeta rn???? like i could go on for HOURS abt how much katniss was in love with that boy. however. i feel like the people saying mean stuff abt katniss isnt actually made abt her actions towards him, but more the fact that she didn't really show HEAVY romantic feelings towards him until the quarter quell. which is first of all, unfair. u want this 16 year old girl who was just thrown into a DEATH ARENA have her first thoughts be "hm i wanna kiss peeta" like NO. she was much more focused on trying not to die thank u very much. AND THEN. as soon as she finds out that she can save peeta, she YELLS HIS FREAKING NAME AND GOES TO FIND HIM. like girly didnt have to do that! BUT. SHE. DID. anways.... if u agree with that quote ur wrong. have a nice day!

#help i didnt mean to write a whole essay #i still have more to say #thg #the hunger games #katniss and peeta #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #my babies #i love them your honor #my beloveds #everlark #they mean so much to me #stop katniss hate #shes just a girl #you know who you are if you think this #i didnt read this over #hopefully it makes sense

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jack-kellys · 9 months

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notes from december performance post-previews that i somehow just wrote up last night in august 2023 whattt how did that happennn:

the way jack replies to “you’re seeing stars alright” feels way more in response to crutchie’s attitude- and when he talks abt his dad getting stomped on it’s not just a context reveal. it’s jack telling crutchie he’s self-aware, he understands his shit place in the world and his desire to change it. just that it’s nice to dream. ow

“time for dreaming’s done” isn’t said with a smile. btw. if u even care

jack stealing finch’s mirror gets me every time

katherine looks back at jack at his “im crushed!” with a little smile

i get that the only reason buttons helps with a lot of the tricks is because he’s the DC but that doesn’t make it any less sweet… he’s always with splasher lmao

jack is quite uncomfortable with the nuns, he doesn’t look at any of them

never ever over spalsher’s little head tilt after his big flip

oscar grabs race’s collar on “i guess he didn’t take care of me!”

morris goes to hit crutchie again after pushing him to the ground before jack stops him

love when race bounces on his toes when he thinks he says something funny

morris blows his cig smoke into davey’s face when he’s grabbing him the extra paper

henry imitates les with finch as his davey, hobbling up to weasel down on his knees

jack rolls his eyes after telling davey “it’s just business” after shaking les’s hand. like can u believe this guy lmao

“mine taught me not to starve” looking at davey like ‘wtf is wrong with you’ LMAO. like jack’s irked with davey actually judging for something so ingrained into jack’s life fr

“HEY!! who was that guy >:(!”

medda checks on jack’s hair and he giggles mid sentence :) like “mooom in front of my friends??”

kaths look of Disgust when jack goes “i admire smart girls” is soooo done. she’s finished w this mf

katherine stays on the set as it shifts into WWK’s scene, staring at jack’s drawing, totally absorbed. i just think it’s fun how when davey sees jack’s backdrop he’s stunned in the same way kath is at her portrait. anyway

jack goes toward finch during the “our union is hereby formed to watch each other’s backs” after leaving ike and finch sweeeeerves away from him. finch only comes on board when davey does actually

when jack’s on the wagon with the “what if the delanceys come out swinging” etc he does a small laugh when the newsies all yell their response like he’s surprised !!

katherine is positioned right above the world’s door as if she’s. inside. ofc initially we read it as her just observing from above but it’s her literal building too.

“specs, you take queens.” “thank you!”

buttons gives kath a friendly wave and race offers his water cup when katherine comes into jacobi’s. walks right past the water even as race keeps his hand out lmfao

tommy lifts elmer into his arms after kath says they’d make front page

“this is not some little vaudeville im reviewing” felt more significant

“give those kids and me the brand new century and watch what happens” is a Plea.

welliguessitdependsonhowyoulookatitifyoulookandseebrooklynthenthey’rewithushaha! then race guns toward davey to yell at him

davey is not afraid to yell when his nerves get shot —> when the scabs boutta get they shit rocked

“them? or them.” OSCAR WAVES LMFAOOO

piggyback for les from racer

fight time

-morris has it OUT for racer in the pre-cop half. literally think he gets smacked with the bat TWICE. he’s on the ground, watches splasher get smacked from the ground, and BOLTS UP and races over to him shoving past morris. insane

-jack only swings on the rope to make a clear path for davey and les actually bc that action is the only reason they get to that half of the stage

-finch and romeo teammates for LIFE. they fought like the whole thing together fr. only pair that stuck out to me for the whole length of it (and then of course they watch crutchie get taken from the audience ough)

-nah jack Is a good fighter thru this it’s just the seize the day moment w the delanceys that he’s shit at btw

-davey doesn’t fight literally at all the whole time :/ c’mon. uncanonizing this in my mind

-SPECS KICKS ASS !! he’s got a bat and everything!! fuck yeah!!

shut up jack wipes at his eye during santa fe at “guy can catch a break”

^guy who lets out a sigh of relief when the post card is still in his pocket. fuck off

act twooo

kath goes to racer abt where jack might’ve gone and he’s abt to answer before albert pipes up

race flicking davey’s hat to the side>

^also they keep chatting thru tap sequences i love it

kath holding davey’s hand while they talk in the corner during table movement

crutchie holds his side when he sings…

^the only part crutchie gets teary at is when he starts talking abt the boys/family :,)

“and a little something extra, just on account of im gonna miss you so-” sounds like medda broke off bc her voice got watery 🥲

“every newsie—who could walk—was out there selling papes” OW the rephrasing of that line

as soon as jack turns his backdrop around to show the strike painting davey walks away soooo fast to turn away

WWH reprise is such an argument. “WE’RE ALREADY WINNING!!” yell davey yell!!

^jack makes the most fuming, boiling angry face after “y’know why a snake starts to rattle 😌?”

davey initiates the spit shake when jack offers his hand

kath is Mortified watching snyder expose jack’s refuge history AND SHES SO MAD when pulitzer gets between her and jack omfg

“be glad you’re alive, kid” is spoken and cruel asf but wbk

morris’s laugh kills me everytime it’s so fucked in the head. goddamn

jack doesn’t let davey touch him when he enters the rally like he doesn’t want davey to look like he knew abt the betrayal beforehand….

scope runs RIGHT up to jack after spot pushes him and goes to yell at him LMAO… lucky has to drag her away

“is that really what it’s like in there? rats everywhere, and vermin?” is taken as judgement and not concern and jack fuckin jumps on it LMAO

the actual motion of disgust jack makes at “you just double crossed us to your father- your… father.” dead every time he literally flinches

“i just didn’t tell you everything!!” is said at the opposite side of the stage as jack and looking down and away. idk why she’s the only katherine that has ever played this line as guilty but i’m always so glad for it

“i’m not stupid.” “no-” “i know girls like you… don’t wind up with guys.. like me.” heathers voice: i will never shut up abooout this

jack seems very afraid of the word love?? during kath’s entire piece of STBI he stays away from her… and she def thinks she’s fucked up for a sec fr

wah this song is so tender :( they hold each other very softly

“hey! um… it’s good to have ya back.”

clarice’s spot also has a moment with race beside just letting the kids into the cellar together..<3 ik lillie’s has more tho

there is something so personal abt davey jacobs saying “bleeeed ‘eeeem” while looking dead into jack’s eyes

davey’s reckless hug once jack’s made the deal with pulitzer… every timeeee

FINCH CRUTCHIE HUG!! first to get to him and holds him the longest before race and jack come along :)

“new york’s got us. and we’ a family.” is said as such a statement of fact like crutchie just ends any argument right there. he just knows jack so fucking well.

#literally watched the brawl like 5 times at .75 speed LMFOAOO #i care abt it so much . cannot believe i haven’t done a fight fic yet it’s cruel #newsies #newsies uk #uksies #analysis #but mostly for the sillies #fizz freaks #i miss my analysis posts ok i was on such a high in london

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wormswurld · 3 months

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canNOT stop thinking about ftm ollie who's convinced to get a clit piercing by venetia because both of them want to impress felix .

THAT WOULD BE AMAZING !!!!!!! i can just think abt ollie and venetia fucking around and spontaneously getting a clit piercing together (most likely when they are a tad bit drunk),,

just the two of them stumbling into the parlor laughing and bumping into one another until they get up to the counter to request a piercer who does Those types of piercings and the employee just looks at ollie then venetia then back at ollie and is like ???? but doesn't really question it and takes them to the back of the studio... and with venetia being venetia she probs asks ollie if she can hold his hand as she gets her done cuz she's scared and how can ollie say no??? she's literally venetia Catton like hello????? and once the needle goes through venetia just grips onto ollie's hand and erupts into a fit laughter (confusing the fuck out of everyone around them) but the periecer continues nonetheless lol

"alright, you're up next mate" the slightly annoyed piercer says to ollie, signaliving him to lay on the black piercing table,,, and ollie just shoots a nervous look at venetia because as much as he wants to get this piercing he hasn't shown anyone (besides felix of course) his bottom growth so he's def a bit afraid of what comments he's gonna get yet venetia comes in clutch !!!!! she seats herself down on one of those spinny stools and instantly takes ollie's hand in hers, "i've got you ollie, you're gonna look soooo hot just don't think about it!" and as much as that is slightly reassuring how can he not think about getting his literal clit pierced ?! but he ignores it, deciding to focus his attention on ventia's grounding grip on his hand...

and by the time the needle breaks his skin he lets out the sharpest inhale, face scowling as all the pain and heat rushes towards dick that's on display,, "you did great ollie!" venetia praises him as she swivels around slightly to take a look at the new piercing, using her free arm venetia shot ollie a quick smile and a thumbs up "gosh ollie, it looks great!! i would eat you right now if i could, like honestly" god she really does take up after her brother. and ollie just lets out the most genuine laugh ever as he spots the piercer rolling their eyes in disgust as they dispose of their gloves... "okay, okay knock it off v, let's go home yeah?" ollie chuckled, flush creeping up his ears as he started to put his pants back on,, "fineeeeee" venetia whined, hooking his arm around ollie's as they made their way through the exit "thanks again!!" she yelled, making sure to blow a kiss to the poor pericer. today was a fun day indeed.

#wormswurld answers #ask #ask me anything #lgbtqia #saltburn #oliver quick #saltburn posting #felix catton #cattonquick #felix x oliver #saltburn 2023 #venetia catton #ftm oliver quick #trans oliver quick

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what-the-stories-have-foretold · 1 year

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Hiii dear!! <3 I love your content abt dc alottt it's sooo great and literally perfect, I have a request! And it's actually the first time I request someone!!☆

So my request is :

Akai Shuichi/furuya rei x gn!reader

Soo my idea is the reader is sensitive and cries when someone yells at them (it's kind of angst sorry) and the reader and akai/furuya have an argument (any kind of argument your comfortable with) and akai/furuya yells at them and they cry, so it's more like comfort/angst.

It's okay if you don't feel comfortable with this request it's completely fine if you don't want to do it it's your choice!! <33

Stay safe and drink water, and I love you and I will support you no matter what, I want to remind you that I am proud of you!! <3

That's so sweet, thank you angel, that really made my day 🥺🥺🥺

I did just open requests, so I'll write it, but please check next time because when you sent this the requests were still closed.

Akai x gn!reader, Furuya x gn!reader

Navi.

Warnings: minor angst, mostly comfort, mention of yelling and being yelled at

Honestly, it's pretty rare for Akai to yell in general

Especially at you

He's seen you flinch at loud noises or yelling in public, he'd never ever yell at you, he knows

He's a calm person in general, whenever someone would yell at him, he'd calmly let them get it out

If he's rly pissed his jaw will tense and he would play with the rings on his fingers (or whatever he's holding that moment)

The only person that can get him to yell, is his mother

He tried his best to stay calm, fingers twitching, sarcastic laughs, but at some point even he broke and yelled back

Tenses the moment he sees you flinch out of the corner of his eyes

He walks over to you and gets you home immediately, without saying a word to his mother

Hugs you and hums to calm you down

With him this may happen

He does usually have a good grip on his emotions as well

But he overworks himself. He gets stressed and if an argument starts between you too because of it or at least at just the wrong moment...

It will probably take him a second to realise that he's scaring you

He stops yelling, but he's still so, so frustrated

Runs his fingers through his hair before roughly tugging you towards him to hold you against his chest

It'll take him a few minutes to be able to actually calm you down, but he'll make it up to you with a nice dinner date a few days later when he finally has more time again

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this-is-an-open-letter · 22 days

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Hmmmm…. At 12:13am this morning I was woken up by a notification from twitter, I wear glasses so I couldn’t make out who the tweet was from but when I put them on I saw that the notification was from Sophia Bush….Iike the actual Sophia Bush blue check and all.

It was a simple tweet-two emojis. It was under a small thread I had tweeted about the recent incident of Jason Beghe yelling a Jesse Lee Soffer on set of Chicago PD, not dissimilar to the ask I answered about the same thing a few days back.

The tweets do not mention Sophia by full name, I used SB to save space and used ‘Sophia’ once - ChicagoPD was the only other thing tagged- there is no way she could’ve found these tweets, even in the likelihood she searched ChicagoPD tag, which she would literally never do. That definitely kept me up for a good couple hours last night, wondering how the hell she found these tweets.

I woke up this morning and I decide to check her feed and found a simple tweet of her expressing her gratefulness for my tweets and their content (I feel confident she was talking abt my tweets just based on the time stamps), she also solved the mystery of how she found my tweets- someone sent them to her….which yeah, makes sense.

I have a big mouth and I am heavily opinionated, its the Aires in me, and the way Sophia has been treated by the ChicagoPD fandom since she left has always been such a problem for me, its been so vile and so misogynistic to see for years women in this fandom dismiss what happened to her just because she left and when she told you why, people not only didn’t like the truth they also chose not to believe it. The fact that this fandom chose a man over her truth, is the problem. The fact that the studio and producers also chose Jason over Sophia is the problem.

For years I have been watching so many women in this fandom dismiss Sophia to praise Jason and the moment Jason raises his voice to Jesse suddenly his actions are awful? Suddenly everything Sophia said has merit? Suddenly you want repercussions for his actions? It just makes me mad and that’s why I sent out those tweets.

I get very little traction on Twitter bc I don’t love it and who really cares? But last night someone did care and she then expressed why she cared and it was because of something honest I said but also something I so strongly believed. My tweets will not go viral, I am not even going to publicly acknowledge her response tweet with a response of my own, I just reposted and commented with the same emojis she threw my way.

I do not know why I wrote any of this - I guess maybe to acknowledge that celebrities are human beings too and the stuff we say about them has repercussions and potential to hurt them. That as nameless faceless people on the internet we take dramatic and unhealthy privileged approaches to how we treat celebrities and the reality is, we’re tweeting in a public space where everyone can read what we say and being a asshole online that only gets a few likes or retweets, who never goes viral…still makes you a nameless faceless asshole on the internet.

I dunno…thanks Sophia and also sorry that women are awful to you and a job you loved so much was so quickly ruined by a system that seems to only protect men but hardly ever women even after their proof is verified, publicly, and still no real repercussions are laid for him but they’ll never stop being laid for you…

#Sophia bush #Ill tag here bc I know she’s not on tumblr lol #I jus selfishly wanted to acknowledge her acknowledgment of me….in the leas public place to her lol #weirdo behaviour by me as per always

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amourcheol · 7 months

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before i reblog, i want to give you ALL the flowers in the world. i just finished reading the monster of a fic called the great war and YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN. there are no words that can amount to how much i adore this fic. i love lengthy word counts done right (god knows how much long fics i got excited over before them being disappointing or boring as a reader) and i, most importantly, love enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, historical aus done right !!

lets get this out of the way first GRRR WOOF WOOF WOOF BARK SNARK GRERR RAHH HOWL BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GENERAL SEUNGCHEOL VICTOR OF VENICE I NEED ABYSMALLY.

okay. now that i can safely get that out of my system, LOVE LOVE LOVEEE everything about this fic. theres something so sweet abt men being written unrealistically (aka respectful and honorable whattt??? out of this world tbh) im joking ,, but i did absolutely love how you made cheol so strongly standing for his wife. the slow burn that really did the tag justice (it BURNT), the ENEMIES TO LOVERS DONE RIGHT!?! LIKE YESSS !!! they actually did want to kill each other and the yelling and arguing leading up to the first kissing scene CHEFS KISS like that's literally the epitome of writing, like is it really an e2l if there isn't a intensely written argument before the first sign of intimacy!?!?

throughout reading this story, all i could think abt was how could i ever put into the words the justice you served. allowing reader to be a strong character yet so eloquently bringing to light the struggles she would still face from just being a woman, to seungcheol using his power to stand FOR her. an honorary mention of the "Careful." he would reply to the Councillor after the panicking scene from the Florence mention INCREDIBLE!! it gave everything and more!! the character development from both sides, venus and mars foreshadowing, the subtleties that only slow burn could provide. i genuinely wish i could give a way better review than this but unfortunately im still speechless due to how beautiful this story was so just pls take this dreary review and understand that im so so in love and i adore you so much for the amount of work you put out into this, from the visuals and the descriptions, the perfect build up, the amazing writing of e2l and reflections– just EVERYTHING. you created a masterpiece <3

brb literally pulling my hair out till I got scraps left .

IMNSORRY ):£3!3!3 IM GONAN SVREAM SHIT CRY ?:£3!3!3 THIS IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER ):&:!3! 😭😭😭😭😭 First of all UR SO RIGHT … I never find huge fics anywhere and if I do they’re just …: YAWN ‼️‼️ I’m so glad u love those tropes they’re my BIGGEST guilty pleasures 😭 tho I can’t even lie I don’t feel guilty at ALL for historical! Aus

FUCKCJFKDDJD STOP I SVREAMED can u tell that cheol as a military general haunts me at night … I fear I am able to write another 40k for him ..: but ur so right tho my biggest biggest swoon moments come from men dying and sacrificing themselves for their lovers and I just !!! Seungcheol would absolutely die for his wife and this information jumps me in my sleep paralysis FR .. I’m so so happy u agree w me about the hatred I NEED HATRED FOR E2L OR ITS NOT E2L !! and PLS another guilty pleasure is screaming in each others faces before eating each other up … i will not be held accountable …

STOP I COULD CRY ??? thank u for appreciating the little bits of the fic 😭😭💖 that scene was incredibly hard to write and I’m glad people like it so much !! PLEASE DONT WVEN APOLOGISE ??? This is more than I could ever ask for you are truly so kind 😞💖💖 thank you for taking the time to read and send this unbelievably sweet message may or may not be thinking about this for the next 700 business days 😍😍💖

#asks #hobistigma asks #the great war tings #u don’t even need to reblog after sending THIS .#thank u for this truly 😞💖💖#nothing makes me happier than seeing people enjoy my fics #even more so when they felt something while reading my (horny) writings #also thank u again cheol u are the reason i got brainrot this Intense .#user hobistigma permission to kiss u thru the phone …#i Hope ur pillow is warm ur grades are sky high ur skin is clear #💖💖💖💖

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thekidsarentalright · 1 year

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ok ok i’ve started to process the album but honestly cant stop yelling enough to write a coherent ask so here’s a whole bunch of stuff that has me going feral:

the title track. i think fob just released one of my fave songs ever, it went to my top 5 from them so fast!!! it reminds me of how much the pandemic fucked up for everyone… “thought we had it all” fr!! but like. the strings??? the choir at the end?! SUNSHINE OF MY LIFETIME REPRISE?!?! SHUT UP FOREVER!!!!! (also my bday is the “day after christmas past” so i nearly screamed when i heard that line lmaooooo… followed immediately by “my pain isn’t cool enough”?! literally almost fell over at that point. that felt like an accidental shoutout and then getting punched directly in the gut 😭)

flu game is absolutely my second fave!!! the “youuuu” in the chorus just hits my brain a certain way i’m obsessed!! also i relate to it a little too much 😭

what a time to be alive!!!!! soul punk vibes fr <3 also that bridge goes so hard i think screaming it live would fix me 😭 WHEN I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE THIS ISNT QUITE WHAT I MEANT!!!! GOT THE QUARANTINE BLUES BAD NEWS WHAT’S LEFT!!!!!

the strings in i am my own muse?!?! patrick is just flexing at this point (as he should) <3

my synesthesia went crazy with heaven iowa… it’s this beautiful deep blue/indigo/purple situation and i want to live in it <— totally normal thing to say abt a song

so good right now gave me whiplash right after heaven iowa but it’s so fun! i went from crying to dancing so fast lmao

in general i love space and this album delivered w the references!! i caved and bought the glow in the dark stars 😳

and the living even though it’s painful and scary, especially when it’s painful and scary vibes… fob always knows what we need to hear i swear!!! ur post abt the themes on this album is so so true <3

patrick dressed as a chicken playing the piano… i love him so much it’s stupid <3 also that music video nearly killed me. couldn’t see the screen super well when they were on fallon and didn’t process that the costume was like… a muscle suit for a solid minute. my brain literally shut down lmaooo 😭

ik there’s like… lyric parallels and stuff i got rlly excited abt but am totally forgetting rn! i’m sure it’ll come back when i listen to the album again (which i’m probably gonna go do rn) but… yeah!! so glad we get to be insane abt all this on here together lol <3 peace and love in fob world ☺️

- 🧋 anon

YESSSS the title track is INSANE with how good it is and how much is in it like. i swear every lyric hits Hard, the reprise absolutely breaks my heart it is so. Perfect. so so so valid for it being in your top 5 fob songs of all time already it is genuinely That Good!!! and made for you Clearly with that birthday shoutout!!! even with the gut punch after. every lyric feels like such a gut punch i swear kfgjdhfkjs

flu game is ALSO one of my top favs, i could not rank this album yet even if it would save my life kfjsdkfj but i know for Sure flu game is in like. top 5 territory. i'm obsessed w it for the same reasons fr it is. too relatable thanks pete (haha i said the thing!)

REAL i need them to perform what a time to be alive live SO bad literally just so i can scream that bridge i think that would fix me fr fr. also just love how dancey it is while having. incredibly depressing lyrics. vibe of all time fksjdhfks

patrick is flexing w his arranging skills all over this album but Esp in i am my own muse and i hope he keeps flexing forever bc it is. so good!!!!

OUGHHH heaven iowa being purpley blue it so pretty... to me it's like... idk a very warm song, orange/yellow/golden so. the opposite of you KFJDSK but still pretty i Also wanna live in it. we are So normal for that bff <3

they are literally sick for putting so good right now right after heaven, iowa it was Such an intense tone shift fsdkjfsh i Love so good right now tho it's slowly becoming one of my favs i think

i absolutely love how jam packed this album is w space references, i was anticipating it but Still am like. fuck yeah space fkjdshkfjs i'm still debating on getting the glow in the dark stars tbh... is u getting them a sign i should too... much to think about

but yeah the albums themes are SOOOO. like. i think what the world needed to hear right now, also what i needed to hear rn, what You needed to hear like. they always know!!!! it is just so cathartic to hear that things might not be okay or better but that you can still live and be fulfilled and have love Despite Despite Despite!!!!

and lastly fr i. didn't process it was a chestplate/muscle suit at first either so was like. ready to die over patrick looking like That lmao honestly i still am he pulls off that look way too well. also pulled off the chicken costume imo <3

#LOVED hearing ur thoughts on all this if u have more. processed ones KFJHDSK i would love to hear them too <3 #so fun to go insane over fob w u and everyone on here tho its the best <3 these last few days have been SOOO fun on here <3 #asks #🧋anon

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sewercentipede · 2 years

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i hope it's okay to ask this, but what are your tips for a long lasting healthy relationship? what do you and your husband do that sustains such a loving connection? thank you c:

(p.s i think gushing about your husband on main is really cute, i love seeing people in love)

aAawkwjjwab this so sweet <3

weve been together 7 yrs and lived together 5 yrs.... and we’ve had our fair share of issues but mainly that was bc of me and my benzo addiction turning me into like this possessed hypomanic monster for a year....other than the shit I did that year, we haven’t had problems. but I think we are bizarrely compatible, in every sphere, mentally, emotionally, and sexually. usually ppl piss me the fuck off if I’m around them for too long, or living w them, but I literally never feel that way with him. I dont feel the need to have privacy bc it’s like I’m not NOT having privacy with him? we r fine doing our own things in a shared space. i feel like he’s the only person I could ever live with that I could tolerate . and more than tolerate, I love living with him. so that was/is just pure luck lol

but a lot of the healthy things abt our relationship r things i learned from my husband. I never really had a healthy relationship in my life before him, including family. he emphasizes that by being in a relationship, we are a team. and that to me is a really nice perspective I never had before. as a team we should share the same goals and help and support each other. we do things for “the team” like even small things like chores are a team effort so if one of us is doing labor the other one offers help bc, the labor is for the benefit of the team. we work together so that it isn’t just one of us having the weight on their shoulders. working or going to school etc are for the long term benefit of the team... when we were living in a fucked household and then when we were homeless all we had was each other and it was like us, together, against every obstacle, and we got thru it all by caring for and supporting one another in all the ways we could and working together to change our situation

another thing is the rule that if one of us doesn’t want to have sex or doesn’t want to continue having sex that is respected without question or guilt or coercion. my previous relationship i literally never had a say when it came to sex, to the point where i was being r*ped multiple times a day like clockwork and i stopped even trying to protest bc it never amounted to anything. and the relationship before that, i was constantly guilted and coerced into performing sex acts I didn’t want to. so my husband’s rule in this regard, that i never ever agree to sex unless I 100% want to and he never ever complains or gets bothered by that, has been like... a blessing for me in mending my relationship to sex. and it results in the sex we have being far more intimate and pleasurable than like anything I’ve ever experienced, pretty much every single time.

another thing I can think of is like, constant open communication. this actually is really difficult at times for me.... bc I tend to get emotional and tantrum for lack of a better word and then, I’m forced to talk about it and why I did it and why/how it affected my husband etc.... but, it’s important. And in the end I’m glad I’m forced to have difficult conversations like that. we talk about our feelings, our needs and wants, our concerns, and things that bother us, and stuff like that — and we actually listen to each other. if one of us does something that hurts the other, we talk about it almost immediately. we check in with each other regularly to see how we’re doing as a team. he is extremely supportive when it comes to my chronic illness, he listens to me and takes me seriously. also he never ever yells?? I still think that’s crazy lol like growing up in a household getting yelled at daily, he’s never raised his voice at me. He makes me feel safe.

and I think finally we just share the same values and principles and ideology. being with someone whom you know you can talk about important things and they just get it, and u influence each other to learn new perspectives about things, I think is rly important. being with someone who didn’t share my values felt extremely isolating.

anyway that’s about all i can think of, sorry this was so long

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aquagustd · 2 years

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YUSSSS.

your mind. your writing. you. literally one of the best authors on this app i swear you need to publish actual books cause..

first off. seojoon just… no. he’s so weird and there’s actually so many men that think like that, “you put ur head on my shoulder” ok? that doesn’t mean i’m in love with us pls. and the way he wouldn’t let her go. SIR. we were rooting for u!! (i mean i really wasn’t he was alr but i’m sure other people loved him)

WHY WAS I TEARY EYED DURING JUNHO AND OC’S FIGHT. she is such a good momma i hope she forever knows that 🫶 being a mom and disciplining a young child is so so hard. JK’S VOICE MEMOS 😖 the “does momma like black or white more don’t tell her” i cried, we all cried. the way he talks to him i can just imagine it cause jk irl probably sends cute voice memos ARGGG. junho ur dad will be back and if he doesn’t come back we will all be ur dad 🫤

yuri & yoongi 4ever. the love i have for them. yus do you imagine urself as yuri because i do… i’m ready for them to have many many cute Chubby babies 🫶 i love yuri sm she is an angel on earth i adore that woman <3

TAE AND OC DINNER , HER KISSING HIS MOLES 😵‍💫 the smut… the toe sucking… GRRRR. i was shaking a bit ngl. personally id never put my mouth near a foot BUT men who do… saur sexy. like 😵‍💫 THE MIRROR KINK THE 🐱 EATING WAS SOO…. i digress. the STUBBLe tickling her thighs.. i wanna die.

lastly… ABT TO GET sexy angry yoongi i’m so excited pls yell at me daddy 🫶 okay but actually i’m so curious to see his reaction to jimin… i will be patient!

anyways thank u again YUS YOUR MIND IS PERFECT UR SO TALENTED I LOVE YOU!

YAZ STOP ILY 😭😭🥺🥺🥺 tysm wtf ??? it’s literally a dream of mine to publish a book 🥺🫣 is that stupid.

lmaoooo 💀 i wonder who was rooting for seojoon. literally the definition of creep. who knows what he’s been doing when oc was asleep/wasn’t around

I KNOW their first fight ever 😭 & she felt bad after. no bc jungkook needs to make up his mind he can’t be saying shit like that 🫣 or i’m gonna fold

yoongi + yuri my fave couple on hie <3 her character is based on me lmao 💀 that’s why she’s so gay for oc pretend you didn’t see this

I WAS HYPERVENTILATING THROUGH THE SMUT YAZ. that’s why it took me 2+ hours 😩 literally same. shaking. the stubble ffs. YES that’s what i’m saying !!! i personally never sucked toes but on the other end 🫣 sexiest thing EVER 🥴

sexy angry yoongi pls 😳😀 yes sir yell at us

no thank YOU for being so sweet and reading my work <33 literally made my night 🥺

#fic: hie #squishies

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idk if you know this but like, every time i open tumblr/log back into this acc, you're in my notes or my dash and LIKE. YOU ARE THE MAIN REASON I WANT TO rejoin the community like!!! i so seriously want to be best friends with you!!! you are such a great person and i KNOW you're a talented writer, the day im back in the community is the day i run to you and jump in joy

also i can't thank you enough for recommending inc 🙇‍♀️ i showed the song to my s/o and it has held meaning to us ever since??? which is wild?? /pos

anyway i hope it's okay that i stop by in your inbox like this. literally love and appreciate you sm 🫶 i really mean it when i say you are the sole reason i want to return istg the positivity the joy the talent?????? ALL YOU??? just definitely thought you should know that

kshfksjf brb gonna go yell— OMG HI VAE !! (dunno what to call u pls correct me if i'm wrong lol) i'd love to be best friends with u too ?! (´Д⊂ヽ that makes me so incredibly happy to hear?? like i'm glad that seeing me in ur notifs and dash makes u wanna come back !! i keep going back to ur tbz masterlist as well cuz istg im gonna read every single thing on there (_ _;)

AHHHH U LIKED INC !!! that's so cool that it holds meaning btwn u and ur s/o now 🥺🥺 i've always thought of it as a romantic song, like not one of those overtly blatant romantic ones, but kind of more low-key and i just adore the vibes and story the lyrics tell and yeah 🫂 so happy i could rec it to u!

PLS POP INTO MY INBOX WHENEVER ABT WHATEVER !! seriously :') bc this message absolutely made my morning, i needed this really badly so thank u so much :') i hope u do return soon cuz i'd love to see u on the dash more often as well, but take all the time u need ofc!! wishing u well and sending love <3

#sungbeam strikes again #moot ❧#vae !!#if ur seeing this do lmk if youd like a moot emoji !

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saitolover · 2 years

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🩸finished van helsing’s route!

thoughts under the cut bc it became a bit long than i thought it would be

one thing id like to say first is that wow! playing through the routes is going much quicker ever since ive finished the common route lmao felt like i was playing it for a week, while each route is taking me a day or two (thanks to binge playing now). didnt mind though tbh, i loved the common route. this game has become one where i can smile stupidly at my screen while looking at my fav 2d characters <3

so onto my thoughts about van helsing’s route, yay! i loved the angst and the drama that was going on in it. it was great (and extremely heavy and dark) to hear about van’s past AND LITERALLY how aleister was just. controlling him. i had my suspicious of him after seeing some of the bad endings, and how cardia or someone else would be like, “why are you doing this/why are you here…?” etc. but never expected him to be conditioning van wtf. also was interesting to see more abt finis, im wondering more on what his secret really is!

a little note: ive always been a fan of the more “colder” charas in otome games. cue my username, though now that im thinking abt it, my favs arent always like that lmao. okay ignore this ramble

but that aside, wow. the romance had me mad. not that pressed lmao but there are times where i wanted to shake my screen and yell at van for always pushing away cardia and being so mean TT i think i get it tho, man is completely afraid of losing another person he cares about. trauma! so i was finally so happy when he was like, okay fine i do love you cardia. but then he knocked her out oml. so glad that cardia came in and honestly i want to date cardia i have a fat crush on her. she cared so much about van and was willing to sacrifice herself (which is kinda a reoccurring thing, i noticed. makes me kinda sad bc i want her to value herself more too <3 which makes me happy when she says she and her LI will survive together no matter what. cardia is a fighter and she wont go down!!! love to see how she realizes that she’s capable of love, and that she isnt a monster <3 getting validated by others and starting to realize her emotions!) okay let me shut up now before i write a whole essay about cardia bc this is a van post ???

what was i talking abt again. oh right, anyways! stop it game the amount of angst in this route… im in pain. so i was happy when these two got their happy ending. it actually feels kinda weird now to see van kinda being in love now lmao bc he’s always been so cold and hid his emotions. we get blushing sprite of him and him being more romantic and flirting with cardia and im like. whoa who is this guy HAHA but im not complaining. his extra was great too, cardia was so cute and i felt embarrassed for her as well lol.

and i think that is pretty much what i have to say about this route! played the last couple chaps when i first woke up and am writing this immediately after i finished them so yeah! and one last note… i cannot believe they were robbed of a kiss LIKE ???? pls dont tell me everyone else is missing a kiss too 😭😭 im sad. i want them to hold hands and kiss too okay. that is all!

small update: omg i forgot to mention delly 😭 im so glad that van helsing’s route talked more about delly, his feelings, and how much he’s really been suffering :(((

#catplays.txt #catplays.txt + code:realize #code:realize #abraham van helsing

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honeypiehotchner · 3 years

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unrequited (Loki x Stark!Fem!Reader) -- one shot

I watched Loki ep 2 and had to literally talk with @chelseyjoyce abt it because WHAT WAS THAT so anywho here’s an angsty one shot out of spite :))

(This is one of those WIPs I mentioned hehe)

Summary: You finally see color when you meet your soulmate, Loki, but it doesn’t end in happily ever after like everyone says it does.

Warnings: literally all angst. Loki is an asshole, full stop (sorryyy)

Loki Masterlist || Main Masterlist

Midgard fades into nothingness as Thor and Loki return to Asgard.

“You broke her heart, you know,” Thor said after a while.

“I know,” Loki replied, quietly.

“You’re not going to try to fix it?”

“How can I?”

+++

24 Hours Earlier

“Dad! Look at this! I finally got it to connect, watch!”

Tony watched in awe as you showed him your newest invention. He never thought his daughter would turn out just like him, but you’re a spitting image. Intelligence, wit, colorblindness and all.

The latter you’re less happy about. You hate it, actually, but you never talk about it. Your dad tried for a few years to invent glasses that would help you see color, but they never worked. You’d get glimpses of dull colors that would fade completely within a few seconds.

After the third try, you told him (quite impolitely, you’ll admit) to stop.

That was just a few months ago, and now he’s never seen you happier. You’ve thrown yourself into your work, and this is the quickest you’ve ever completed something.

“That’s awesome, munchkin,” Tony laughed. “Gimme five!”

You smacked his hand with yours, grinning wide. “I’m sure some improvements can be made—”

“Ah, ah, ah, what did we say about respecting our work?”

You rolled your eyes. “What should I improve?”

He sighed. “Alright, fine, but later. We’ve got a couple people stopping by, so I need to see them first.”

“Ooh, are they friends?”

“Kind of?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You laughed, tossing your arms up. “Can I meet them?”

Tony shrugged. “Sure, why not, come on.”

You followed your dad out of the lab and into the elevator, then down a few floors. You usually tried to avoid the elevator at all costs. Everything looked so beautiful through the glass that your chest just ached with want. Why did you have be cursed like this? It wasn’t fair.

You’ve tried to be grateful, knowing that one day you’ll meet your soulmate and the colors will come back and it’ll all be right again.

But you’re getting older. And losing hope.

“What are their names?” You asked idly.

“Thor and Loki.”

“What?!” You yelled, not expecting to hear those two names. “Why didn’t you tell me they were coming?”

“You know them?”

“No! Yes, kind of, I know of them.”

Tony rolled his eyes, the same exact expression you got from him. “They’re just picking something up. Something top secret, so don’t ask.”

“Wasn’t going to.” You so were.

You were busy with fixing a drink when the elevator opened again, and this time the two brothers stepped out. You turned around when you heard your dad greet them, and that’s when it happened.

You dropped the glass from your hand, your eyes wide as color painted everything around you. Bright blue everywhere — is that really Dad’s favorite color? Thor was wearing red and Loki was in a dark green— Loki.

Oh, this is bad. Or is it good? The death glare Loki was shooting your way told you it was bad, very bad.

“What the hell?” Tony said, waving his hands. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you replied, gaining your composure. “Sorry. Got a little starstruck I guess. Sorry…”

Tony sighed. “Okay, just...watch where you step. I’m sure Thor won’t care if you take a selfie with him in a minute,” he teased.

Thor smiled. “I like taking selfies.”

You swallowed thickly, blinking slowly, the color nauseating you. Loki looked everywhere but you. And you wanted to be anywhere but here.

“No thanks,” you murmured. “I’m just gonna go back to the lab, sorry— Sorry about the glass.”

You stumbled around, looking like a newborn deer as you rushed toward the stairs, throwing the door open and practically jumping down the entire flight.

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You made it to your room before you nearly collapsed. Heaving, coughing, sobbing. You threw yourself on your bed and screamed into the nearest pillow until your throat was sore, and then you did it again. And again.

After you exhausted yourself to the point of delirium, you turned over on your back, grimacing at the color choices you made. When you didn’t see color, you based things on texture or what shade of grey they were. Now you’re realizing that your favorite shade of grey isn’t your favorite color, after all.

You closed your eyes to get away from it, and when you opened them again, a few hours had passed, but the colors had not.

So it really is Loki.

But he wanted nothing to do with you. He glared at you and then looked anywhere but you. Thor at least smiled at you. Why couldn’t it be Thor?

It’s Loki.

You almost smacked your own head in annoyance. You didn’t need the reminder. You understood loud and clear the first time.

There was absolutely no way that your dad could find out about this. Thor already had his soulmate, so you couldn’t even lie and say it was Thor. It was definitely Loki that made you see color, and definitely Loki that wanted nothing to do with you.

As much as you wanted to vomit right then, you didn’t.

You got up and ventured out of your room, in search of food or something stronger to make you forget, but then you ran right into Loki.

“Shit,” you muttered, stepping back like he burned you — but it was the exact opposite. He felt cold. Even through his clothes, or maybe it was from his hand that reached out to steady you.

“My apologies,” he said, and even his voice made you shiver.

You glanced around him, finding an empty hallway. But still, you whispered. “I thought you weren’t staying.”

“We aren’t. We’re leaving in a few minutes.”

“Then what are you doing up here?”

“Snooping,” Loki replied, and you figured that sounded about right for him.

You nodded, not questioning it. “Can I ask you something?”

Loki already knew, but still he said, “Yes.”

“Did you see it earlier?” You asked. “The color?”

What Loki wanted to say was that yes, he saw color and he saw you and you were beautiful and he wanted to wrap you in his arms and take you home to Asgard immediately, to be his princess, to one day be his queen.

But that isn’t what Loki said. Instead, you watched his face turn into one of mocking, teasing, mischief. “Silly girl,” he laughed coldly. “I’m a god. I already saw color. You’re not my soulmate, I’m afraid it’s blatantly impossible.”

You blinked, wondering what the hell he even meant by that. “What?” You blurted. “But that makes no sense!”

“I don’t know what else to tell you.”

“Why were you glaring at me then?”

Loki raised an eyebrow. “You wasted a perfectly fine glass.”

“Because I saw color!” You yelled.

“Well, good for you.”

You wanted to smack him. You wanted to smack the smile right from his lips, and then you wanted to kiss him senseless, but you didn’t.

“Whatever,” you said. “Just go away. Back to As...whatever.”

“Asgard,” Loki corrected, almost growling.

You rolled your eyes. “That place. Have fucking fun or whatever.”

You shoved past him to go toward the kitchen, but then you started running, toward the stairs, down the flights, right into the lab, where you smashed one of your secret inventions.

It was meant to show you your soulmate. It showed you the exact dark green Loki wore. But you thought it was lying. You wanted it to be a lie.

+++

Tony found the pieces of smashed technology a few hours later, after you had long gone to bed. You hadn’t shown him this invention, so he had no idea what it did, but he knew something was wrong.

You never smashed anything that you created. This was just wildly unlike you.

So, Tony did what he does best as a dad, and he knocked on your bedroom door. He started with being nosy.

“Munchkin? Got a moment?”

You didn’t hear him because you had headphones in and were literally blasting music as loud as you could. But your silence didn’t stop Tony from entering your room, his worried mind taking over.

And when he saw you, his heart broke. Headphones in, tears running down your face as you stared straight ahead. You merely blinked when you noticed him in the doorway.

Honestly, you felt and looked numb.

Tony carefully sat next to you on the bed, and gently lifted the headphones off your head. He smiled softly, grimacing at the volume. “You’ll bust your eardrums like that.”

You barely lifted your shoulders in response.

“Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” Tony asked. “I’m fine with the guessing game, but it would speed things up if you give me a clue. I have got all night, though.”

You knew he had all night. He always did. “I can see color.”

Surprise crossed Tony’s face at your statement. He had pictured it being said with excitement, not the deep melancholy he heard just then. “Who is it?”

You shook your head. “I don’t know.”

“Munchkin…”

You took a deep, shaky breath. “I thought it was Loki,” you muttered. “But when I asked him if he saw it too, he…” You squeezed your eyes shut, steadying yourself. You got Tony’s temper, too. “He said he could already see color so it wasn’t him and I wasn’t his soulmate and he was...a fucking asshole about it.”

Tony sighed. With this information, Loki’s subdued attitude earlier made more sense. Tony figured it was because Thor had threatened him beforehand or something. Tony never banked on the reason being you were Loki’s soulmate and Loki, per usual, was just a jackass to you.

But...it was Loki. You couldn’t be with Loki. Tony wouldn’t let you, soulmate or not. But it didn’t seem like you were going to fight him on this, so he didn’t bring it up.

Instead, he held you. He let you cry. And he took you out for milkshakes at midnight.

Because Tony had always been able to figure out how to parent, but he realized that night that he never quite figured out how to heal a broken heart — especially when that heart is yours.

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weebswrites · 3 years

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Hello! You probably have a lot of requests right now so I apologize for adding on to it.

Would it be possible to request the brothers (+Solomon) comforting an MC that’s just super stressed with school and just life?

Recently, school for me has been..to say the least, mentally exhausting and there are just countless nights of crying or pulling all nighters cause I’m so behind (2nd quarter cause I started school rather late, it’s complicated). I’m so sorry for ranting about this. But yeah could I just request it to be super fluffy? If you end up writing this, thank you so much! Stay safe <3

The Demon Bros & Undatables: Comforting a Stressed MC

Lucifer

• He wasn’t sure how to comfort you when you first arrived in the devildom, but after a few weeks spending time together he picked up your comfort activities and items

• So when he heard you crying in your room late one night, a night he knew was the night before a big exam you’d been studying like crazy for, he knew what to do

• He went to the kitchen and grabbed a comfort snack and your favorite drink, stopping by his room to get a blanket that smelled like him before gently opening the door to your room

• You sniffled and wiped your face, turning to see who it was

• “Lucifer, hey. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up”

• “You didn’t, my love. Here” he wrapped the blanket over your shoulders and placed the kitchen Items on your desk, close enough for you to reach them but far enough if you couldn’t eat then you wouldn’t feel forced. He then walked to your bed and grabbed your favorite stuffed animal, placing it in your lap and kissing the top of your head

• “What can I do to help” his voice was soft, and the two of you spent the night cuddled in bed, sitting against the wall as he quizzed you on facts until you both fell asleep (he set an alarm so you wouldn’t miss your exam, don’t worry)

Mammon

• Gift-giving love language, despite his constant urge to sell your things

• So whenever you’re stressed over schoolwork, he picks up an extra shift at Hell’s Kitchen (secretly) and brings you a coffee / your energy drink of choice and a little trinket he saw that made him think of you

• Your desk has accumulated quite a pile of these little gifts, and when you look up at them it fills you with a familiar warmth that only his affection can give you

• He has the best timing with these too, whenever you feel yourself getting overly frustrated you hear a knock at your door or see your D.D.D. screen light up with a text from him

• He also gives incredible shoulder massages? You had no idea, but when you’re hunched over one night and feel his hands straighten your back and start kneading the sore muscles in your neck you swear your soul left your body

Leviathan

• He’s a great listener and will let you vent to him any time, anywhere

• He doesn't sleep much anyway, so when you text one night that you’re coming over because you need to blow off steam he likes the message and prepares a blanket and stuffed animal for you to squeeze

• Bonus: he got a stuffed animal just for you to take your anger out on, a little bit so you wouldn’t squeeze one of his Ruri-chans, but also because he loves you

• He greets you with a hug, every time. Nights that you were especially fed up you’d collapse in his arms, crying or yelling or anything to just get the frustration out

• He holds you close and once you get it all out he whispers words of affirmation in your ear, always knowing exactly what to say to comfort you

Satan

• If anyone knows how to relax, it’s Satan

• So whenever you need to cool down you head to your favorite brother’s room (or the library. usually the library.) to seek refuge from your work

• The two of you are like soulmates, so whenever he sees you he can instantly tell how you’re feeling and what you need

• And no matter what it was, a hug or space to just be alone or literally anything, this man will get it for you

• He helps you study a lot too, the two of you worked well together so having him quiz you or help you come up with ways to remember things always made you feel more confident about what you were learning

Asmodeus

• Will draw you a warm bath whenever you’re too overworked, filling it with soap of your favorite scent and lighting a few candles for around the tub

• He gives you space if you need it, but if you want to keep studying from the comfort of the bath he’ll help you

• Unless he notices that you’re too overwhelmed and working yourself past exhaustion. Then, he bans you from studying while you’re together (which he promises won’t be long, but he always makes sure it’s long enough for you to rest)

• Pulls out all the stops to make you feel the comfort you need and deserve, even giving you a gentle scalp massage as you fight off falling asleep in the tub

Beelzebub

• Food is the way to his heart, but he understands that isn’t the same for everyone

• So he takes time to learn about what things make you happy, what things to avoid, and more

• When you drag yourself to his room late at night, exhausted from studying late and crawl under the covers with him, he knows what will help you

• He kisses the back of your head while pulling your body softly against his, and hums one of your favorite songs from the human world until you’re asleep

• You wake up the next day together, and he treats you to whatever you want for breakfast, making sure you eat enough to fuel your body for the day

Belphegor

• Knows the power of a nap better than anyone

• So when your head is falling over your textbook, he doesn’t hesitate to pick you up and carry you to bed

• “Belphie! No, I need to study. I’m good I promise” you reassure him, but the yawn that follows instantly negates everything you’d said

• “Sure, MC. Then for me, let’s nap together. It’ll be so nice” he lays you in bed and cuddles you, “all warm and comfy in bed, how can you not love this” but you can’t even respond because you’re already asleep

Diavolo

• mfer would just excuse you from the class /hj

• But if he couldn’t, he’d take you to his office and pamper you with anything you wanted

• Or if you just wanted to collapse in his bed and sleep for more hours than he thought was possible for a human to sleep, he’d absolutely let you

• Anything at all for his favorite human

Barbatos

• Knows how to comfort Diavolo, but when it comes to humans at first he doesn’t know what to do

• So you tell him what you need when you’re drained, and he remembers

• You knock on his door late one night, mid-yawn as he opens the door

• He wraps your tired body in a warm blanket, fresh from the dryer, and pulls up your comfort show. He turns on your favorite episode and snuggles next to you on the couch

• “Let me know if you need anything, MC. I’m here”

• “Thank you, Barbatos”

Solomon

• Like Levi, he’s an amazing listener. So whenever you need him to be there, he’s listening actively and making sure you know your frustrations are heard

• But he’s also good with distracting you from your studies, so sometimes you take a break to watch a movie the two of you had been meaning to watch for a while, or get lunch somewhere

• You get to pick, unless you want him to, and no matter what you do he makes sure you completely forget about the books waiting for you back home

• Lets you sleep in his room whenever you want, and most exam weeks you basically move into his room. It’s a win win situation, he gets to spend time with you and make sure you’re giving your body what it needs, and you get a home away from home to study in (and the company of your favorite human)

Simeon

• When you need a break from your studies, Simeon will read you a bit from whatever writing he’s working on

• His voice is possibly the most comforting thing in the world to you, and hearing him tell stories he’s written just for you gives you a sense of comfort that could cure anything

• If not that, then the two of you hop in bed and turn on whatever you want to watch to take your mind off your studies

• But your favorite thing to do was to tackle him into bed and cuddle, tangled together and just talking about anything and everything that wasn’t school

Luke

• You bake something together or go to the park, or anything really

• As long as it’s fun and lighthearted, and with Luke, you know he’ll bring a smile to your face and help you forget about your stress for a bit

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A/N: Thank you for sending this in anon, and dw abt ranting <3 If you ever need to get it all out feel free to send me a message or anon ask and I’ll just delete it or whatever you’d prefer. I’ve been super drained recently as well so writing this was really therapeutic :’) I hope you’re having a good day so far and that this helps you feel better

Also sorry if some of these were shorter than others, I too am struggling with burnout

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3rensgf · 3 years

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rent a gf - two eren yeager x reader

word count: 2.9k

warnings: mentions of sex, talks about "getting bitches", eren is an idiot, fuckboy!eren implied, tatbilb mention, uhh fluff idk theres not much to warn abt in here, not beta read

notes: chapter two is out! i'm really glad a lot of people are enjoying rent a gf. it really means a lot! i see some people commented on the previous chapter, and i would love to reply to them, but i'm not familiar with tumblrs commenting system D: if you wanna leave a comment for me to just read, that's fine you can still keep commenting here on tumblr. but if you would like me to reply to it, you can comment on ao3, and i will reply! happy reading :) p.s, waffles w whipped cream r so much better

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In the early hours of Saturday morning, you felt a hand shaking your shoulder to wake you. Groaning and mumbling, you sleepily swatted the hand away and pulled the covers over your head. No one should be forced to wake up early on the weekends. It was Saturday, for fucks sake. Not to mention your hangover due to last nights mistakes was making your head throb.

The hand rested on your shoulder once more, shaking you gently. “(Y/N),” Mikasa said softly. “Your alarm has been going off for the past 10 minutes. Wake up. I have water and Advil.”

“Nooooo,” you moaned, snuggling deeper into your bed. “Don’ wanna.”

Mikasa stopped bothering you for a moment, and you let your guard down. Finally you could sleep. When it was time to wake up, you’d wake up.

Right as you were about to pass out again, your blanket was roughly tugged off of you. “Mikasaaa!” you whined, covering your face with your hands. “What was that for? I was trying to sleep.”

“Get up. You have to shower and get ready for lunch with Eren today. Breakfast is almost finished,” she explained, setting down the pills and water on your bedside table. “Go brush your teeth and wash your face so you can eat. Now,” she instructed sternly, moving to your window to open the curtains. The bright sunlight hit your still half-asleep face, making you hiss quietly.

She left the room moments after, probably to check up on breakfast. Honestly, you didn’t know how she could function this early in the morning despite having partied all night last night. Curse her and her inability to get hungover.

Grumbling to yourself, you adjusted your sleep clothes that had gotten disheveled overnight to make sure you looked decent. Your sleepy gaze wandered over to your nightstand to see two Advils on a napkin beside a glass of cold water. Thanking every higher power for sending Mikasa to you, you downed both pills and the glass of water. Even though you might bitch and moan to her constantly, you really weren’t lying when you said you’d die without Mikasa.

After sitting down at the edge of your bed for a few moments, you eventually shuffled into the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your morning routine. It took longer than usual thanks to your sluggish and tired movements, but you got done nevertheless.

A wonderful aroma came from the kitchen when you left, stomach grumbling in anticipation for the wonderful food you were about to scarf down. Mikasa was in the process of setting down both your breakfasts on the island, sitting down on the stools when you walked in. “Morning, Sleeping Beauty,” she greeted, resting her chin on her hands.

“Morning, sweet angel,” you replied, sitting at the stool beside her. In front of you was a plate of Funfetti pancakes with whipped cream instead of maple syrup (syrup was for pancakes only). There were a couple of cut up fruits beside them, too. “Where did you get these?” you asked, picking up your fork to take a bite of your breakfast.

Mikasa dug into her own breakfast of oatmeal as soon as you started eating. “Went grocery shopping and saw the mix in the baking aisle. I thought you’d like it,” she explained, taking a bite of her food. “Good?”

Your response was a moan, tilting your head back as you chewed. “Insanely,” you said, cutting up another bite. You stabbed the piece with your fork and guided it to Mikasa, keeping your hand under it to catch anything if it dropped.

She finished her bite and leaned in to take the bite, humming in satisfaction at the taste. “Good,” she nodded.

“They put like crack ‘n this shit,” you said through a full mouth, shoveling forkful after forkful into your mouth.

You could feel Mikasa's judging gaze for eating like a pig, but you didn’t care. All you cared about was eating these crack laced waffles as greedily as possible. “What time are you supposed to meet Eren today?” she asked to make conversation.

You remember drunkenly slurring to her that Eren was supposed to take you out for lunch today while she was trying to put you to bed. All she did was nod and dodge your flailing limbs while she tried to change you into your night clothes.

“Uhhh,” you trailed off, “I dunno actually. I think he’s gonna text me when.” The familiar notification from your phone indicated you had a text from Eren. “Right now.”

ren ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ - 9:04 AM picking u up at 12 dont be late

you - 9:04 AM k

ren ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ - 9:05 AM dont use k with me that makes me sad :(

you - 9:05 AM k

“He says 12,” you told Mikasa, setting your phone back down on the table. You went to go take another bite of your waffles, only to be met with stray bits of whipped cream and waffle crumbs. How disappointing.

“You have time to get ready then,” she said, finishing up the last bit of her own breakfast. Holding her plate, she got up to go put it in the sink, taking your plate for you as well. Literally an angel.

Suddenly, she leaned in to sniff you like the weird English professor you had your freshman year and cringed. “You’re gonna need all the time you can get. You stink.”

Never mind, not an angel.

Grumbling and cursing under your breath, you got off the stool to go take a shower. “And here I was about to offer to get you something for lunch while I was out.”

“A burger from the joint I like would be nice. So would a Coke and side of onion rings.”

“Size?”

“Medium for both.”

You would’ve caved in and bought her something, anyways. Might as well know what she wanted in the first place.

Showering took longer than expected. Most of your time got wasted by you standing under the shower stream and soaking in all the warmth. It wasn’t until Mikasa knocked on the door asking you not to use up all the hot water that made you actually start going through your routine.

The clock read 10:09 when you got out. You still had more time to kill until Eren came, so you elected to sit on your bed in your towel to scroll through social media. At 10:45, you started to get ready for real now.

Your makeup was just enough to cover any imperfections on your face, and your outfit cute enough for a lunch outing with your friend-fuckbuddy.

At 11:50, you stepped out into the living room with your belongings in hand to lounge around while you waited for Eren. You would’ve gone to bug Mikasa, but she had just stepped into the shower minutes prior.

12 on the dot, a rhythmic knocking was rapped on your door, meaning Eren was finally here. Skipping over to the door, you opened it to reveal him while slipping on your shoes.

“Hey,” he grinned when the door opened. He leaned in to give you a kiss on the lips after you’d straightened up from putting on your shoes.

A grin found its way on your lips during the kiss. It only lasted a couple of seconds, ending with you pulling away with a quiet smack. “Hi,” you greeted back.

“Ready to go?” he asked, one hand leaving his jacket pocket to jut his thumb down the hallway towards the elevators.

“Yup, ready,” you said. Over your shoulder, you yelled into the apartment to say goodbye to Mikasa and locking the door once you closed. “Okay, ready for real now.”

There was a new hot pot restaurant near campus, Eren told you, that he so desperately wanted to try. He overheard some people talking about the place in his Stats class, and he’s been wanting to go ever since.

“So, about what I told you last night,” he said, leaning on the table close to you after giving your orders to the waitress. “You said you would help me get Mina.”

“I said it was a bad idea,” you countered, taking a sip of your drink.

“But you said you would help me. For a price.”

“That I… did say,” you sighed. “What’s your plan?”

Smiling, he opened up his jacket and dug into the inner pockets, getting out a small notepad and a pen. Your eyebrows raised at the sight of them. “Okay,” he started, flipping through his notepad. “So I was thinking about it this morning, and this is what I have down so far.”

Sliding it towards you, he waited impatiently for you to read what he had.

Your lips pursed to prevent giggled from leaving your lips. Well, it was a plan, alright. Written in Eren’s chicken scratch of handwriting were a few very simple steps.

eren yaegers fool proof plan to get bitches get mina aka operation rent a gf by eren yaeger 1. talk to mina to get her interested in you ✓ 2. get hot girl ((Y/N)) to pretend to be your gf and show you can be a good bf 3. get mina jealous so she wants you even more and not poopy thomas wanker 4. “break up” with (Y/N) and pretend to be sad 5. get mina to comfort you 6. get bitches make mina your gf 7. pay (Y/N) for her services 8. ta-da!

When you looked up from the notepad, you saw Eren waiting for your answer. “Well? What do you think? Is it any good?” he asked.

“Were you high when you wrote this?” was the first thing you asked him. Eren shook his head innocently. “You’re 100% serious?” He nodded.

You bit your lip, deep in thought about Eren’s supposedly fool proof plan. “What makes you think it’s gonna work?”

“I know girls and how they act. If Paradis University let me major in women -- don’t get smart with me I don’t mean Women Studies -- I would be passing all my classes with flying colors. I know it’ll work, trust me,” he said cockily, leaning back in his chair.

“No you don’t.”

“Yes I do. I know you. I know everything about you, (Y/N). I even know how to make you scream my name in--”

“Okay!” you cut him off, not wanting the strangers around you to know the intimate details of your sex life with Eren. “Okay.”

“I knew you were gonna do that. See, I do know women.”

A moment or two passed, both of you staring at each other. You with a deadpan expression, and him with a proud one. You were the first one to break the silence with a heavy sigh. “Okay, say I agree to this. What do I get in return?”

“Anything you want,” he said. “Within reason, of course. Please don’t ask me to like, hide a body or something.”

Ignoring his last comment, you continued speaking, “You’re not allowed to back out of whatever I ask you to, right? If this plan fails or succeeds, you still owe me whatever you promised.”

Eren nodded. “Of course. I swear on it.” He shifted a little so his elbow was on the table, holding out a pinky. Instinctively, you held out your pinky as well and intertwined the both of them. Pinky promises were something you and Eren had been doing for years now. It meant that the other was dead serious on their promise.

The waitress came back with your broth and dipping ingredients, setting them on the table for you right when your pinkes left each other. Thanking the waitress, the two of you talked some more while you waited for the broth to heat up.

“We should make it official. With a contract and set of rules,” he said. “Like that one movie you forced me to watch with you. The Boys I Loved or some shit like that.”

“To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before,” you corrected.

“Yeah, that. They’re kinda doing something like us, yeah?”

“Guess so,” you shrugged, picking up your chopsticks and a sice of pork belly when the broth started to boil. “After we eat though.”

Idle chatter was shared between the two of you as you ate. Even though you saw each other nearly every day, you never ran out of things to talk to. You could be talking about complete nonsense or how quantum physics made no sense, and you would still have the best time of your life.

By now, the broth had been drunk up and the table had been cleared out to be replaced with banana milk and ice cream. Eren brought out his notepad again to write down the set of rules for your fake relationship while enjoying your desserts.

Good progress had been written so far on the notepad. Both of you had given input and criticism on each rule made. In the end, you finally had a good set of rules written down.

(Y/N) and erens contract and rules for eren yaegers fool proof plan to get mina aka operation rent a gf by eren yaeger 1. act normally. eren and (Y/N) act like a couple already. just double the pda a little more 2. don’t tell anyone about the deal. the more people who believe in the relationship, the more likely it is for the plan to work 3. post each other on ig a lot. maybe add names and a date to bios to make it more believable 4. date night every saturday (go out or just hang out) 5. go to parties together 6. walk each other to class if you can 7. call each other cute pet names 8. after breaking up, the couple act has to stop including the sex 9. DON’T SLIP UP

payment for (Y/N):

Eren tapped a beat on the notepad, reading “payment” over and over again. Eventually he looked up at you, deep in thought. “Have you thought of anything so far?” he asked, clicking the pen to write what you wanted.

This was a tough decision. Eren was ready to give you anything to help him get Mina. You had to be wise and pick something big to take advantage of him. Something you were sure you wouldn’t ever regret getting.

“How about,” you started, trailing off, “you do my laundry for the rest of our time at ParadisU, buy me lunch every Wednesday even after we break up, recommend that godsend of a tutor you keep gatekeeping to help me too, and…”

“And?” Eren asked, looking up from his writing, waiting for your next words.

“All the orgasms I want during our relationship,” you finished, satisfied with what you chose.

“Is that all?” he asked, writing down the last of your words. “That’s a lot.”

“How about I let you know if I wanna add more,” you said. Eren nodded in response. His head hung to look at the notepad again, writing something down. Once he was done, he plaed the pen on the pad and slid it to you.

“Sign it so it’s official,” he instructed.

There were two lines beside each other, one already with Eren’s signature. Without hesitation, you signed your name neatly on the paper, giving the items back to Eren once you were done.

payment for (Y/N): eren has to do the (Y/N)’s laundry for the rest of university, buy her lunch ever wednesday, get tutor to help her and give her as many orgasms as she wants during the course of the relationship

signed x eren yaeger x (y/n) (l/n)

The two of you shook hands when Eren put away his things, to seal the deal again. The waitress came by again to give you the bill and collect your dirty dishes. Eren set down the cash needed to pay along with a tip in the check presenter before the two of you left.

You walked hand in hand back to Erens car before you realized you missed something. “Wait. What do we tell people when they ask how we got together?” you asked, pausing in your tracks.

Eren stopped with you, turning to look at you. “Um, you can say I confessed after lunch, and that this is technically our first date,” he suggested, tugging your hand to walk back to the car.

“Huh. Okay. That works,” you nodded.

The two of you got into the car a little bit past 2:30 in the afternoon, ready to go home. “Wait,” you said again, making Eren pause. “Mikasa wanted a burger from that one joint near our apartment. Could you take me there first?”

Eren smiled and nodded, starting the car. “Of course. Burger with medium Coke and onion rings?”

“How did you know?”

“She always gets that when we go there.”

“Huh… I guess you’re right.”

“When am I not?”

"Always."

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Imagine Harry learning to play the guitar after the war and Draco finds out when they start dating and is obv a slut for it. Anyway what I'm here to beg for is sexy-guitar-player-Harry smut please and thank

first of all nonners I’m so sorry this took me lit rally 59 years to answer!!!! when I saw it in my inbox last week I was abt to answer n be like yes. this. And then realized it needed to be written and got sidetracked w the first himbo harry installment but here it is now and let me just SAY this trope is my new FAVORITE thing in the world oh my goddddd when I tell u the way I’ve been yelling to glows and cielia abt it 👁👄👁

highly recommend listening to wonderwall when it comes up to Complete the Experience. hope u enjoy ❤️

“I’m sorry, he what?”

“Yeah, he’s really good,” said Weasley. He nodded towards the acoustic guitar hanging on the wall; Draco had taken notice of it the first time he’d seen Harry’s flat but never paid it much mind after that, taking it for decoration, or perhaps an unused gift. “He’ll play if you ask him. He doesn’t like showing off.”

“Which is silly,” Granger said, rolling her eyes. “I’ve told him, just because he’s good at it doesn’t make it showing off. I wish he’d play for people more often.”

“He has literally never mentioned this to me.” He felt utterly stunned and completely cheated. He tried to picture it and couldn’t. “How long’s he been playing?”

“Picked it up after the war. It was kind of funny, actually --” Weasley started saying, but Harry came back into the room -- still pulling his shirt on -- and he broke off, giving Draco a significant look that told him to bring it up.

“Harry,” said Draco imperiously, to which he received two raised eyebrows as Harry fell into his favourite armchair and pushed a hand through his still-damp curls. Draco matched his expression and glanced at the guitar. Harry followed his gaze, looking genuinely confused.

“What, what is it?”

“When were you going to tell me you play?”

“What, guitar?”

“Yes, guitar.”

He shrugged and grabbed for one of the beers on the table, wandlessly magicking the cap off. “I dunno. When it came up, I guess.”

“The way your friends tell it you’re quite good.”

Harry gave Weasley and then Granger a sour look; both of them gave it right back to him, which was, admittedly, amusing.

“I can play all right,” he said vaguely, and took a swig of his drink. It did make some sort of sense, now Draco thought about it -- the tips of Harry’s fingers were far, far too calloused to have been just from casual Quidditch and Auror training.

“You know, Harry, it actually comes off as more pretentious when you act like this,” said Granger. Weasley snorted. Harry glared at her. “Just play for him, won’t you? And us too -- it’s been ages.”

“Yeah, what’s that Muggle song you play sometimes that I like?” said Weasley.

“I dunno, I’ve played a lot of Muggle songs.”

“He means Wonderwall, Harry,” said Granger, grinning. Harry finally smiled too, and although their little Muggle joke was lost on Weasley and himself he was glad to see that it had apparently been the prodding Harry needed to give in. He set his beer back down and went to get the guitar; something about the way he threw the thin and fraying strap over his head, the way his hands went effortlessly to their places, was unexpectedly attractive. The left one curled easily around the neck of the instrument, heavily-roughened fingers finding their odd positions on the strings, something Draco had always thought looked very painful.

He plucked a few chords and then began fiddling with the knobs at the head of the guitar, tuning it in what was clearly the Muggle fashion, which against his will left Draco completely fascinated. Having no musical inclination himself, he could make nothing of the process except that Harry apparently heard the discordant notes in there well enough to be able to fix them, and finally when he brought his thumb down across all six strings it sounded as sweet and clear as if it had been done by magic.

“Course he likes Wonderwall,” Harry said to Granger even as he began playing, fingers shifting and moving and contorting to create the notes while he strummed softly, effortlessly, and the music crawled over Draco’s skin and inside of him. “I remember Dudley listening to it, like, what … summer before sixth year? On the radio constantly.”

“Sounds about right,” said Granger.

Draco had stopped paying attention to what they were saying, though. Either because the music itself had something haunting about its melody or because it was Harry playing it, or perhaps a combination of both, Draco felt a pit of emotion form in his chest to round off the edges of his growing arousal.

And then he started singing, and Draco swallowed very hard. Granger dropped a head onto Weasley’s shoulder and watched with a tender expression, Weasley similarly enamored. Harry had his eyes on his hands for the most part, closing them a few times throughout, looking as comfortable now as he did on a broomstick.

Only three months of official dating had not prepared Draco for the flood of emotions he now felt, yet the most pressing matter had become the semi trapped uncomfortably in his trousers. He wanted those talented fingers in his mouth, to feel the callouses on his tongue and taste Harry on them; he wanted to feel them on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs and hip bones, to have them buried so deeply in his arse that he forgot where he ended and Harry began.

Of course, he had to keep this to himself for the next hour, until he was able to get Granger and Weasley out of the flat. And once he did, he didn’t bother dragging Harry to his bedroom -- Draco pushed him up against the front door that had just closed behind his friends and hauled him into a kiss that he felt Harry grinning into.

“I thought you seemed tetchy,” he muttered, hands dropping to Draco’s hips. “Oasis really does it for you, huh?”

“What the hell is oasis?”

“The band who does the song.”

“Yeah, I don’t think it’s the band who does it for me.” He kissed Harry again, maybe a little too hungrily, and dug a fist into his side when he started laughing. “Shut up, why the hell didn’t you ever tell me you played?”

Harry pulled his head back, looking at Draco with an arched brow and an infuriating smirk.

“What do you mean, ever? We’ve only been together three months, it didn’t come up.”

“God,” Draco muttered, and now he reached down and pressed his palm against Harry’s cock, pleased to feel how hard he was in spite of his ruthless teasing. “You’re so annoying.”

“Well if I’d known how randy it would make you I might’ve played for you a long time ago.”

Having had quite enough of Harry’s particularly sarcastic brand of wit, he ignored this last and reached for one of his hands, removing it from his own hip and bringing it to his lips. It was extremely satisfying to watch the smirk disappear from Harry’s face when he sucked one of his fingers into his mouth.

“Bit fetish-y, isn’t this?” Harry said breathily, eyes wide as he watched, looking half amused and half awed. In retaliation, Draco took another finger into his mouth and slid his tongue between them, tasting soap and salt, feeling the callouses on the tips of his fingers and letting that sensation grip his insides like an iron fist. “Jesus Christ,” Harry groaned; his free hand went to Draco’s jaw, holding him steady, and with a truly outstanding audacity began fucking Draco’s mouth with his fingers.

They dipped bluntly past his uvula, scraping the back of his throat so he gagged around their intrusion. Saliva built with an excessive speed that had it drooling out of the corners of his lips and coating Harry’s knuckles. Draco closed his eyes and let it happen, opening his throat against the relentless assault and curling his hands in Harry’s shirt just to steady himself.

They were gone too soon and Harry’s mouth replaced them, much gentler but still with a tangible sense of urgency about it.

When he broke away, he said against Draco’s lips, “Like my fingers, do you?”

Draco merely nodded, feeling their wetness against his cheek.

“Then turn around,” said Harry, “and I’ll fuck you with them.”

Draco let out a soft, embarrassing whimper and let Harry spin them around and press him against the door, cheek-first. He undid his flies himself and Harry tugged them down his legs and off his feet, allowing Draco to spread them slightly. Harry’s fingers were there immediately, sliding slick between his cheeks and over his hole. The memory of Harry’s hands on the guitar was still so fresh, his fingers changing chords effortlessly, sacrificing them to blisters and callouses and roughened skin for the music they created, and Draco closed his eyes against a fresh wave of arousal and another pang of emotion.

“You really are incredible,” said Draco, biting back a moan as two of those dexterous fingers slipped inside of him. Harry fucked him with them slowly, carefully, seeking out his prostate and angling for it each time once he’d found it. Draco turned his face to press his forehead against the door, eyes still closed, nails scraping wood. “And I like that song.”

“It’s a good one,” Harry agreed. His hot breath caressed the back of Draco’s neck, fingers pumping, his other hand back at Draco’s waist. “I have a million more I’d love to show you.”

Draco didn’t bother trying to find his voice again: instead he pushed back against Harry’s driving fingers, everything that wasn’t the relentless stabbing against his prostate driven from his mind. His neglected cock slapped against the door with every thrust, the red and irritated head dripping pre-come against the wood. Only half conscious of the decision to do so, he wrapped his hand around it and pulled and squeezed and zeroed in on the bursts of pleasure radiating outwards from inside his body until it all spilled over and he came in great pulses, gasping for breath while Harry kept at it.

The fingers slowed as he reached his peak and began coming down but they didn’t stop, nor was his prostate given much of a break. Harry reinforced his grip on Draco’s waist and kept pumping, a steadier rhythm that nevertheless rubbed and prodded at that little bundle, making his nerves tingle and fizzle and scream out their overstimulation.

“Harry,” he said weakly, knees buckling. “Please …”

It could have been comical the way Harry followed his movement as he slid down the door to the ground, except it wasn’t. It was infuriating, actually, and felt at once like more than he could possibly handle and exactly what he needed. His forehead and his hands went back to the wood, bracing himself as Harry, kneeling behind him, continued fucking his beautiful, merciless fingers and stimulating Draco’s overworked prostate.

He pushed a third one in alongside the other two and Draco was shocked to feel a hot tear leak out of the corner of his eye. Harry crooked them expertly, with all the confidence and surety of someone who had done this a million times, could do it in their sleep, as if it was not the guitar strings but Draco’s body he was strumming now, an instrument fine-tuned to his own particular cadence and rhythm, which he and no one else could play quite right.

Lips parted, hot breath echoing off the door and back into his face, Draco allowed himself to be taken apart with the same ferocious intensity he’d seen Harry use on the guitar. Each stroke brought him back to full hardness, each stab against his prostate made his nerves sing a tormented chorus, drowning out the pain of the wooden floor against his bare knees.

“Shit,” Draco choked out, “I’m gonna come again …”

“Well that’s the idea,” said Harry. His voice was full of that same witty and well-meaning sarcasm Draco liked so much, even when it made him feel like punching him. Snatches of the song came back to him, Harry’s voice when he sang it, the expert shifting of his fingers where they pressed and plucked at the strings like he was making love to them. It was all so very much.

He came a second time without even bothering to touch his cock, because he just didn’t fucking need it. His body thrummed and vibrated like a snapped rubber band while Harry coaxed him along his high and back down again. When he finally pulled his fingers out he leant forward over Draco’s back and kissed the side of his neck, then the corner of his jaw.

“You know you make much lovelier sounds than the guitar, just so we’re clear,” he said, and Draco, with what strength he had left, shoved Harry and watched him fall sideways laughing.

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