#and let me tell you. that whole ''forgetting everything i've ever said'' has made this Interesting

[ru5t]

uhhhh. so listen she can tell you a weird amount about like. mathematics and chemistry and i think some biology and maybe even physics, at least as she understands it and not always in the like, most correct terms. also i have her on record asking "what the fuck's a wee-gee board?"

#;WKJTG;WKELRJMF;LAKMDF;LKAAMJ;LKGJWTR #i'm. diggin around in old stuff because i Know she has a distinct voice and i was worried i didn't remember it #and let me tell you. that whole ''forgetting everything i've ever said'' has made this Interesting #she's so....... #So. #c:\work>dir t:\ hc-abt* //.src:trst .stdy/

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not telling my partners I'm a system?

💚🐻

To preface this, I don't use Tumblr and I'm using my partner's account, so I would rather ask this anonymously. Forgive any non-tumblr-isms 😅.

This happened a while ago, but to be honest I can't let this go. I feel so horrible about it despite being reassured and I figured Tumblr, who has a lot of systems/people with DID/OSDD, would be able to give me an unbiased (as much as I can give an unbiased account, anyway) answer.

I, (24M), am a system with one headmate, P, (??). (Neither of us are sure how old he is, since it seems to change on the day). I don't want to get into exactly how I got him, but I believe the term for what we are is "traumagenic"? Sorry, again, I'm not really familiar with everything.

Anyway, I've had him since I was 8, and he's been... well, a real pain in the ass, to be frank. I understand now that he's a defender by nature and was trying to protect us, but when you get expelled from middle school for several physical attacks and almost get sent to juvie you start to resent the guy a bit. He's a bit like a sleeping bear, except if the sleeping bear had one eye open and killed you before you could hurt him.

Back when I got out of my abuser's house and went no contact at age 20, I moved in with my current partners, Bonfire (24M) and Greenhouse (25NB) (names changed for privacy, obviously.) At the time I didn't know them, but they were looking for another roommate and I desperately needed somewhere to live.

So I moved in with just the clothes on my back and my wallet (bad move, I know, but I didn't have anything anyway). I didn't care to interact with them all that much, not wanting P to get defensive and attack them for no reason, but they just kept pushing and eventually I relented and hung out with them some.

"Some" turned to "often," and then "often" turned into "sleeping-in-their-bed-and-sharing-our-clothes." At that point I was too far into it and embarrassed to admit I'd been hiding a whole other person from them in my mind. I wasn't sure if they'd even like me after, what with P's history of violence.

...so I never told them. I did my best to forget about anything that ever happened and tried to just enjoy the future I'd always wanted for myself. Bonfire and Greenhouse are lovely people and I was finally, maybe just a little happy. I'd never been a happy person and I was content to bask in it for as long as I was able.

This, of course, backfired immensely. P and I didn't have the best relationship at the time, with both of us wanting to do very extreme things to get away from the other. He wanted to kick me out and be by himself in my body, and I wanted to kill myself to be rid of him. We've since reconciled and made strides in accepting ourself for who we are- it hasn't been easy by any means, but that isn't the point.

I recognize now that he was afraid of being hurt again, not wanting to get out of that survival mindset in case Greenhouse and Bonfire turned out to be super-secret mega abusers taking advantage of our trust, but I also know what he did after was wrong.

He got physical with Bonfire, screaming at him and threatening to kill him if he got any closer. I don't have any memory of this happening, so some details may be incorrect, and I apologize for that. Bonfire, not knowing that P was not, in fact, me, (coupled with the fact that he's a fucking idiot (meant with affection)), he got closer and tried to talk me (him) down. P punched him in the face and broke his nose, after which he ran out of the house and left me to "wake up" a few miles away curled up under a tree.

P left me a note a few days later that said he didn't mean to break his (Bonfire's) nose, but that he was lucky he hadn't done worse. This, in P speak, is probably the most sincere apology I could get at the time.

To try and keep this as short as possible, I'll summarize what happened next. I told Bonfire and Greenhouse about P because at that point the cat was basically out of the bag. They said they'd wished I'd told them sooner, and that they were a little uncomfortable being in the same house as "the lean, mean, stabbing machine" (- Bonfire) but that they were willing to help me manage him if I promised to tell them everything I knew about how he worked.

I did, and it's been years since then, and now P and I are, as stated before, closer than ever. I recently asked my partners whether or not they were still upset with me for not telling them, and they just said that they weren't entitled to my medical history and trauma (which, yeah, but he did break Bonfire's nose) and that they didn't care because, "hey, we basically got a free dog out of it" (- Bonfire), and "we made a promise to love you, including all the less-than-savory parts." (- Greenhouse).

Sweet, yes, but I think I might be TA because, um, P LITERALLY BROKE BONFIRE'S NOSE AND THREATENED TO KILL HIM? AND IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN PREVENTED IF I HAD TOLD THEM?

TL;DR: I didn't tell my partners about my headmate that's prone to violence and he did violence on them and I feel bad.

AITA?

(P says hi, by the way, and he also wants me to tell you that he isn't like this anymore and much prefers soft blankets and eating fruit to breaking his family's noses.)

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw

[uptoolateart]

Hey, hey, hey - time for a Gabriel analysis!

So. After we learned that Gabriel Agreste wasn't his original name, my mind jumped to Andre Bourgeois, who also once had a different name. In keeping with the themes of the show, we are seeing that secret identities don't always come with masks and comic book names.

We had a hint of Gabriel's secret past in Psycomedian, when Harry visited and alluded to his Gabi days. How, oh how could the Gabriel Agreste we all know have ever been friends with someone like Harry Clown? This is only possible if he was once a different sort of person.

We had further clues in Gabriel's vision of the past, in the time burrow in Evolution - and in Emilie's video messages left for Nathalie, and the photographs of Gabriel, Emilie and Nathalie on some expedition, seen in Passion - and in Amelie's accusation that Gabriel has changed, in Emotion.

Adrien is also aware his father has changed with time, demonstrated when he tells Gabriel that Emilie once said they came from different backgrounds.

The photos shown in Revelation finally gave concrete evidence that Gabriel used to have an adventurous spirit and he used to smile. He was fun...but something changed...and I don't think it was just Emilie's death that caused the personality shift. Based on casual comments Adrien has made throughout the series, his father has been strange for years.

Gabriel tells Adrien that he and Kagami are 'of the same design' - and we know he means this literally. But taking it as a metaphor...for two seasons I've wondered what Emilie's parents were like. We can infer that she comes from a wealthy, 'important' family. Maybe Gabriel struggled to fit in and win the approval of his in-laws. Maybe he never felt good enough. When he tells Adrien things like, 'You're clinging to Marinette because her mediocrity lets you shine more,' perhaps someone once talked like that about him. With that kind of background, it would be unsurprising that he decided to try to forge a new identity.

And let's remember that Gabriel is a designer. His whole empire is founded on inventing personae. Even beyond the sentimonster aspect, he tells Marinette that he designed the image the world holds of his son. Everything is his invention. That speech in Pretension proved just how deep his God complex runs - he fully believes he has made the world in his image. Even the episode title - Pretension - smacks of the image he is presenting to the world in lieu of truth.

At this point, what we're seeing is a 'new money' stereotype - a self-made man who now spurns those who remind him of where he came from. It's one of the most shameful things about him. No matter how much fame and money you get...you can't forget your roots, people. Maybe that's easy for me to say because I'm not rich or famous. But I just can't imagine turning my back on my own origin story. It's what makes you who you are. Gabriel clearly didn't want to be that person anymore...and that's sad.

What's also fascinating is that, if we zoom in on those pictures Nathalie took in Revelation, we see that once upon a time, Gabriel - Gabi Grassette - was a punk. Let's take a moment to appreciate the spiked hair, makeup, leather jacket, ripped jeans, and dog collar - not to mention that smirk. And far from being ashamed of his work with Harry Clown as a human frites (who, by the way, reminds me so much of Mr Banana), he was smiling about it. Man, he loved it. Contrast that with Gabriel in Party Crasher - 'JOY.... What's going on in my HOUSE!?'

If it were at all possible for the old Gabi to meet Cat Noir, I can imagine him loving Cat's costume. On that note, I can't help but compare that dog collar with Cat's bell. I've said before that I see the bell as a symbol of Cat being domesticated and under control. Gabi probably saw his dog collar more as a rebellion, but maybe it too is a symbol of how he once felt controlled by someone.

The thing is...the punk movement was all about anti-establishment anti-authoritarianism. Today, Gabriel is the establishment he once rebelled against. It makes me think of John Lydon of the Sex Pistols turning Conservative and advertising butter. Musicians like Donovan - not a punk, but in a similar category, as a 1960s hippie - are rare for maintaining that same spirit all through their lives.

Gabriel is a 'sell-out'. He gave up that spirit and became someone unrecognisable. Those photos demonstrate that Emilie isn't the only body buried in a 'basement' in the Agreste mansion. There is a different person buried under the cold veneer that is Gabriel - a person Nathalie probably misses. I expect that's why she's stuck with him all this time, despite her better instincts. Something tells me Gabi would've made a better father.

The irony is that Adrien's moments of rebellion are probably one of the few things he has in common with his father, if we look far enough back in Gabriel's past. That, and their temper - and randomly breaking into eccentric dance and song. Gabi might have appreciated Adrien more for standing true to his principles. Maybe Adrien sometimes reminds Gabriel of himself and he can't stand it - can't stand thinking of what he's lost along the way.

I believe Gabriel exists in a perpetual state of regret. Part of him probably misses Gabi, too. After all, Gabi got Emilie. What has Gabriel got? Wealth, sure, but Emilie's dead, Adrien all but hates him, Nathalie's wasting away, and Gabriel himself has only weeks to live.

If you think about it, Gabriel's whole quest has been about getting a do-over. He wants a second chance with Emilie - a second chance for Nathalie - a second chance at his own life. He then tells Adrien that his greatest wish is to try to reconnect with him...because he knows he doesn't have much time left with his son. Even then, though, his selfishness prevails. (Psst, Gabi...you can't make up for years of terrible parenting with banana pancakes.)

Thinking of the snake miraculous, the second chance lets you know what's going to happen, enabling you to make better decisions the next time around. In other words: it's about learning from your mistakes. Gabriel never learns, and it is his refusal to accept destiny and his own human fallibility that is causing his disintegration.

The more Gabriel necrotises, the more we can see this as his 'sins' catching up with him. He doesn't seem to grasp that all the blackness devouring him is, in a way, the blackness of his own heart. Even if he erases the whole world, he can't erase his deeds. If he managed to get his Wish and bring Emilie back, she would be horrified. She'd wonder where her Gabi went.

Gabriel is proof that 'evolution' isn't always positive. He reinvented himself once, and now, because it didn't go the way he wanted, he's trying to reinvent things again. Tomoe also hints at a belief that the solution to her problems is to make the world anew - to get a second chance. Felix tries this, too, when he creates the red moon to wipe out all people except his select group.

But Felix does learn - Ladybug helps him see that even if you erase all the people causing you so much grief...you still have to deal with that pain. What Gabriel fails to see is that - like Cat Blanc on the roof, all alone without his lady - destroying your witnesses won't remove the witness in your own heart.

Even if Gabriel wiped everyone else's memory of his crimes, he would still know what he'd done. And when you cross those kinds of lines, you can never go back to who you once were.

Please no post-Revelation spoilers in the comments :)

#ml analysis #mlb analysis #ml meta #mlb meta #ml gabriel #gabriel agreste #gabriel agreste's a+ parenting #ml revelation #ml pretension #ml adrien #adrien agreste #ml emilie #emilie agreste #ml nathalie #nathalie agreste #ml spoilers #ml s5 spoilers #ml s5 #mlb spoilers #mlb s5 spoilers #mlb s5 #ml theory #mlb theory #ml fandom #mlb #miraculous ladybug #cat noir #chat noir #mlb fandom #miraculous cat noir

[star-quill]

so, okay, i saw ur post about wanting to write some owen stuff and im totally here for it so i was thinking-

owen asks reader out on a date, and it goes great and they back to his place and the reader tells him that shes actually not that experienced and he just guides her through it-🫦🫦

I LOVE UR BLOG SO MUCH LIKE THANK U FOR EVERYTHING U DO FOR US I LOVE U🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

me when this is my whole brand !!!!!!!!!

(also mwah mwah ty i cant believe writing has made me so happy again 🥺🫶)

(kinda setting this during jw1 btw)

you honestly don't know why you said yes to the date with owen, he's probably only doing this to get into your pants. which a small part of you wouldn't actually mind, but you don't want to just be another girl in a long line of the ones he's slept with "just because". you know his reputation but neither of your friends have been out with him, so maybe it's slightly to brag about him having asked you instead of them.

there wasn't many options for date night on the island but you were just happy to be with him no matter what. he ended up taking you back to his place, starting a fire and cooking over the heat. it felt very him, he was totally in his element right now. and the food was delicious.

the sun was setting and watching it through the trees with him was so much better than you could ever imagine. and he was so much more charming than normal, his words laced with flirty undertones. you were having so much fun with him, you didn't want the night to end. then he nudged you off him and he stood up, holding his hand out for you to take. the fire had died down and he led you inside his bungalow. he left you standing in the middle of the joint bedroom/front room while he went over to the speaker on his coffee table. he pressed play and came back to you.

"may i have this dance?"

"of course.."

he was absolutely laying it on thick with you, but to be fair, you were letting him in so easily. he slow danced with you for a few songs, his eyes never leaving yours as he sang along to whatever was playing out the speakers. you stop moving for a second and he stumbles slightly when you stop, but still asks you if you're ok when he regains his balance. you don't say anything, you just lean up to kiss him and his hands immediately cup your face, pulling you upwards even more. considering his front room had his bed in it, you didn't have far to go before you felt the back of your knees hit his mattress. you broke the kiss only to lay down before he knelt down on the bed and hovered over you, searching for a sign in your eyes to kiss you again.

"i've uhm.. never really.. done this part.."

"you never fucked anyone?"

you shook your head. he just smirked.

"'s ok, baby.. i'll guide you through it.. you got nothin' to worry about.. ok?"

you nodded this time and he gave you a soft peck on your cheek. he adjusted your body a little, letting you wiggle out of your pants before he let your legs drape over his thighs. you immediately shoved your shirt off, discarding it on the floor near your pants. he brushed some stray hairs out of your face and noticed your eyes, looking at him hesitantly.

"you ok? need you to stay with me, ok?"

you nodded.

"need you to tell me.."

"i'm with you.."

"good girl.. any point you feel uncomfortable, you let me know, ok?"

you nodded again and he leaned down to kiss you again. he was treating you so good, maybe a little too good. you suddenly feel a little afraid you'll get attached and he won't, remembering his reputation. but then he kisses your cheek, your jaw, your neck, your collarbone and you forget all about that. his only intention right now was getting you off and making sure you felt good. and that you did.

you felt good when his mouth was all over you, leaving little marks on your neck and on the inside of your thighs. you felt good when he had his head between your legs, his tongue going deeper whenever you whimpered and tugged on the tufts of hair at the nape of his neck. you felt good when he kissed your neck afterwards, asking if you were still ok, still with him. you hadn't even noticed he'd undone his zipper until his dick was nudging against your thigh when he kissed your neck. then you really felt all of him, how big he was and you whimpered.

"you ok?"

"s'not gonna fit.."

"that's why i'm guiding you here.. we gotta work you up to make it fit.. i got you, ok?"

he took it slow, whispering sweet praises in your ear while he adjusted himself, the head of his dick already inside you.

"don't focus on anything except for how good it feels, ok?"

"mmhm.."

"good girl.."

he could call you that a million times over and you'd melt every time. he only got halfway inside you before your hands flew to his wrists, whining and squeezing your eyes shut.

"hey.. hey.. s'ok.. i got you.. just breathe.."

you exhaled, writhing against him and digging your head back into his pillows.

"gonna push deeper, ok? you ok?"

you nodded, feeling him slide deeper until his hips met the back of your thighs. he moved his arms to beside your head, leaning down to kiss you. your hands wrapped around his forearms, moving up to tug on the sleeves of his shirt. he got the message and leaned back, tugging it off and discarding it on the floor. his hands went back to beside your head and he leaned down once again to kiss you. he slowly dragged his hips back, then pushed back towards you, rocking into you slowly.

"you doing good? feeling good?"

"mmhm.."

"use your words, honey.."

"feels.. oh.. feels so good.. i feel.. mmf.. feel so full.."

his hips were grinding against the backs of your thighs and you could feel all of him. you felt so stretched out but in a good way, making you see stars. you were so close already, and you whined out.

"you ok?"

"so.. mmf.. so close.."

"let go, baby.. it's ok.."

you've touched yourself countless times before, had sex a few times too, but nothing compared to this. your whole body shuddered when you came, your hands gripping onto his forearms again. your legs writhed against his sides and he just laid a hand on your stomach, rubbing his thumb gently over your skin. he continued rocking into you, gently helping you through your orgasm. he wasn't far behind you and he pulled out just before, letting out his release onto your stomach. he leaned in to kiss your cheek, then your jaw and neck.

"was i good?"

"so good.. wanna do it all over again.."

that one time became a few more times. he had you in different positions every time, showing you more, teaching you more. and he took care of you every time. guiding you, checking in on you, telling you what he was going to do. his voice made your brain go fuzzy before he'd even touched you. he had you wrapped around his finger, knowing whenever he'd call you, you'd drop everything to be with him.

#brain shuts down when i think of owen #this request was my absolute fav thing ever fr #owen grady #owen grady drabble #owen grady headcanons #owen grady smut #owen grady x reader #jurassic world #jurassic world: fallen kingdom #jurassic world dominion #✎ owen grady #answered #anon

[puffmais]

I Feel You Linger In The Air (Rant)

I really needed to make this because I've finally discovered why so many bls fans (not everyone) keep ignoring this story in particular, which, in my opinion, holds the place for #1 bl of the year.

People are really not ready to watch great acting, great plot, great cinematography, great ost, great everything. You really have a period bl drama right in front of your eyes, but apparently one of the main excuses is that the relationship "goes really slow", and some people on Twitter and Reddit even said that Jom never shows his feelings just like in the novel, and that is always Khun Yai the one who gives affection. Let's go for the first one: first of all, are we watching the same show? Because we, as an audience, are fully aware that Jom was cheated on by his boyfriend in the present time, then he travels to the past and encounters this man (whom he has previously seen) and of course, he's shocked (both of them are since Khun Yai dreamed about Jom). You just can't expect a relationship to happen in the very first episode, that's not realistic, that never happens. This actually reminded me when Step By Step was airing and everyone kept complaining that "nothing" happened between the two mains, and the plot was slow, and people just stopped watching it. You really need to understand how relationships work: it takes time, and we need to follow the development, we need to feel those moments between the characters. The problem here is those really cringy, bad bl series with zero plot, terrible acting, and obviously having explicit s*x scenes in every episode, that made people forget about enjoying a great story and just consume any garbage content just for the sake of it, and I'm not going to make a list about those bad bls or those terrible actors because you all know who they are. The second one, do you really think Jom never showed his feelings towards Khun Yai? Once again, this is a character that has just been cheated on and got his heart broken by his long-time boyfriend. And let's not forget that this is an adaptation from a novel (yes, I read it), and every time a written work gets adapted into a series (or film) there are always going to be changes and situations in which all the production team has to work to make it as close as possible to the novel, but not the same in its entirety. Someone on Reddit said that they were happy because even though some scenes were changed from the novel, the dialogues were all the exact same and they were faithful in that sense, and I completely agree. Now, if you are saying that Jom doesn't show any emotion, you are coming for Nonkul's acting and I won't tolerate that. This drama has cast two of the best Thai actors in the industry. Both actors even said that they read the novel, and did plenty of research and preparation for their characters. So, no... you are not going to come for these two boys, because they are the best you will ever see.

And now, let's see some examples in which we can see Jom (slowly) growing feelings for Khun Yai: This already happens in EP2. Khun Yai looking so worried, asks Jom if he's feeling unwell and touches him so gently. Just look at Jom's face... I bet his heart made a jump because I know my heart would stop at that moment.

And what about the very next moment? Khun Yai: "It's like you've lost your blessing. Please, let me bring it back for you." (The softness in his voice...)

And Jom looks dazzled the whole time because he has this gorgeous gentleman talking to him like this, caring for him... Anyways, let's go to EP3. The scene in which Khun Yai tells Jom that he's buying clothes for him and Jom is surprised by this. And then, Khun Yai goes: "Do you like it?" (referring to the shirt)

And I bet Jom's brain was like: "Are we talking about the shirt... or you?". He just stares at Khun Yai like he's hypnotized (like more than 5 seconds, I'm not kidding). And what about this whole scene? Khun Yai: "If remembering makes you sad, just forget about it completely."

Here we have Khun Yai once again talking in his ever-soft voice (Bright's voice is just beautiful) and comforting Jom, knowing that he's suffering and having hard times, and Jom just takes and absorbs all this care and affection coming from the other.

When they come back, Jom thanks Khun Yai, he's grateful for everything, you can see it in his smile, and his eyes, and he exudes gratefulness. And then we see him looking at the bracelet that Khun Yai gave to him, and thinking about him... like come on, at this point we all know that Khun Yai is blooming in Jom's heart.

Right, let's jump to EP4. Jom becomes Khun Yai's majordomo and we have the scene in which Khun Yai shows Jom his new room. Khun Yai: "So now we're living under the same roof, Jom."

Look at him! He looks nervous and shy, taking in the fact that he's going to live with his crush and be with him 24/7, like imagine being as lucky as Jom... the boy is internally screaming.

The next scene, when Khun Yai is helping Jom with the typewriter, and Jom makes a mistake.

Khun Yai stops him by touching him and Jom's brain just stops working. My boy is gone, he just stares and stares.

And then, we have the scene in which Jom is helping dress Khun Yai. Jom: "So, why did you have to help me that much?" Khun Yai: "As I said earlier, I just want to choose what I want, and go by my wish sometimes."

LOOK AT HIM! HE'S GONE! WE LOST HIM! And besides he understands what Khun Yai is trying to say, Jom is no fool.

Khun Yai leaves and we see Jom like this: he's touching his face (an indicator that his face is probably burning) and he's internally screaming, please at this point we can feel Jom's sincere feelings.

Let's go to EP5. In the beginning scene, Jom sees things from the present time, and he starts screaming. Khun Yai makes his appearance, he's worried and he knows Jom is having a hard time once again. I want to emphasize how Khun Yai is in a drunk state in this scene, but that doesn't stop him from being the same gentleman, and comfort Jom in every possible way.

Khun Yai: "Jom, you're here with me. Just think of this as another home." (I screamed)

The entire scene is chef's kiss. Khun Yai's soft and caring voice, massaging Jom's forehead in an attempt to make Jom feel better and get rid of any negative feelings and thoughts. Caressing his face and then hugging him ever so softly, patting his head, every single gesture is just perfection, so full of affection. The silence in the scene, no need of dialogues, just them loving each other, and Jom being completely gone. He's completely aware that he likes Khun Yai.

Okay, EP6. We have a (very) jealous Khun Yai avoiding Jom and treating him kind of indifferently. In this scene, Jom looks hurt and worried that Khun Yai may be angry at him, and he basically makes Khun Yai explode.

Khun Yai: "Don't you know how I feel about you? Did my actions not reach your heart at all? Or should I write you a long poem? Or in what way should I tell you so that you can understand how I feel about you?".

Imagine your crush advancing to you like this... saying all those words... Jom was speechless, breathless.

Moving forward, Khun Yai finally directly confesses to Jom and asks him if he wants to be with him, and Jom agrees. I loved how Jom didn't reject him but explained to him that he was scared and worried about them becoming lovers and making Khun Yai's life difficult because of his family and society in general. Let's not forget that Jom comes from the present time in which until today LGBTQ people are still chased and k*lled, rejected, and seen as abnormal (I personally felt his speech because I'm bisexual and I know it's hard). And Thailand is still a conservative country in which gay marriage is not allowed, so like I said before: Jom is no fool and he's aware of the whole situation. But... love is stronger and our boys become a couple, and if after all this people still think that Jom has zero emotions or doesn't express himself... just go watch your empty bls in which the characters "fall in love" in the first five minutes like the most unrealistic thing ever.

I want to say that Khun Yai is the greenest flag ever, and Bright & Nonkul's chemistry is out of this world. I hope they work together again in the future because they are the perfect duo. Anyways, to all IFYLITA fans keep spreading the love and enjoying the best bl of the year, we can't wait to see these boys taking all the awards.

#หอมกลิ่นความรัก #i feel you linger in the air #khun yai #jom #bright rapheephong #nonkul chanon #brightnonkul #thai bl #bl drama #myedits #aboutme #personal

[morallyinept]

A full transcribe of JOEL MILLER'S dialogue/lines from the TV show THE LAST OF US.

EPISODE 9 - LOOK FOR THE LIGHT

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

FULL SCRIPT DIALOGUE:

Ellie. Ellie. Ellie! Did ya hear me?

Well, I found this in there. Beefaroni. Chef Boyardee. 

And have you ever played this? Boggle? It’s a word game. 

If you wanna beat me at somethin’, it would be this.

Well, alright then. We’re gettin’ close. 

Hospital that way. May be the one we’re lookin’ for. 

Take this for me? Thanks.

They had a guitar in that RV. It was all smashed up, but got me thinkin’, maybe I should find one. I haven’t played in forever. In fact, I was thinkin’ maybe I could teach you. I bet you’d be great at it. 

Do you wanna learn how to play guitar? Ellie?

__________________

Okay, so this is what I’m thinkin’-

Uh… actually, this time I was thinkin’ we blast our way through that rubble. I found some dynamite in that RV back there. 

No, so we’re gonna cut through that building, find a skyscraper, go up and look around. But I had you goin’, didn’t I? 

__________________

Look at this place. Talk about bad luck. Military drops bombs, not one of them hits the building you’re trying to demolish. No way up. 

If I get you up there, you can drop that ladder down, maybe we go through that way. Come on, I’ll give you a boost. 

You okay?

It’s just you kinda seem extra quiet today, so… 

No, it’s fine. Did you hear what I-

One, two… up! 

Ya got it?

Goddamn it, Ellie! Shit. You stay there! 

Ellie?!

Ellie!

Ellie. Just wait. Goddamn it. 

I won’t.

It’s alright. Come here, hurry up. Come on. 

Okay.

So… is it everything ya hoped for?

Look, I don’t know exactly where this hospital is-

Sure, it’s just… Maybe there’s nothin’ bad out there, but so far there’s always been somethin’ bad out there. 

I know. I’m only saying there’s a risk. We don’t have to do this. I just… I want you to know that. 

Nothin’. We just go back to Tommy’s. We forget about the whole damn thing. 

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No. Army. They put these places up all around the first few days after the outbreak. Emergency medical camps. Obviously didn't last. They had me in one just like this. 

No, she was gone already. 

It was for this. 

No. Second day. 

It was me. I was the guy who shot and missed. 

There’s no story. Sarah died… and I couldn't see the point anymore. Simple as that. And I wasn't scared either. I was ready. I couldn’t have been more ready. And when I… when I… went to pull the trigger, I-I flinched. Still don’t know why. Anyway, the reason I’m telling you all this-

Yeah, I reckon you do. 

It wasn’t time that did it. 

Me too.

Yeah. 

You know what I’m in the mood for? 

Shitty puns. 

No, it’s topical. 

Oh, that’s terrible. 

That’s a… that’s a zero outta ten. 

That was a three outta ten. 

I’ll give it a five. Five outta ten. 

Ellie? Ellie! 

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Where’s Ellie?

Where is she?

It was all her. She fought like hell to get here. 

Just take me to her. 

What surgery?

Why is she in surgery?

Cordyceps grows inside the brain. 

Find someone else. 

No. No, you take me to her. You take me to her right now! 

Please… you don’t understand. 

And I do.

__________________

Which way?

Where is she?

I don’t have time for this. 

__________________

Unhook her. 

I said unhook her. 

Unhook her.

Move!

Cover her arm. Fast. 

Turn around. 

__________________

Maybe. But it isn’t for you to decide. 

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It’s alright. You’re with me. Take it slow. The drugs are still wearin’ off. 

They were runnin’ some tests on you… and some others. Turns out there’s a whole lot more like you… people that are immune. Dozens of ‘em. And the doctors, they couldn’t make any of it work. They’ve actually… They’ve stopped lookin’ for a cure. 

Raiders attacked the hospital. I barely got ya outta there. We’ll find you some new ones on the way. 

Yes. 

I’m takin’ us home. 

I’m sorry. 

__________________

You’d just come after her. 

__________________

Well, she got us close enough. We gotta walk the rest of the way. Probably about a five hour hike… but we can manage that. Remember?

__________________

You know, Sarah and I used to hike like this all the time. I wouldn’t say it was her favourite thing. She wasn’t a fan of mosquitoes and such. But she was a big climber… or scamperer. That’s probably the right word. That girl… she’d see a big rock, and just… pshoo! She woulda liked you. Not to say the two of you are the same. Definitely different kids. 

Well, she was a lot more… I wanna say “girly”, and I’m not sayin’ that you’re not girly. 

Yeah, you’re not. So that. She was taller. She had a killer smile. Again, not saying that you don’t. But you know why I think she’d like you?

'Cause you’re funny. I think you would’ve made her laugh. Anyway, I bet you would’ve liked her back. 

__________________

There ya go. Not much further now. 

That’s not on you. 

Look, sometimes things don’t work out the way we hope. You can feel like… like you’ve come to an end… and you don’t know what to do next. But if you just keep goin’... you find something new to fight for. And maybe that’s not what you want-

I swear. 

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[exhuastedpigeon]

Han's far too long "I got covid for the first time and haven't felt the house in 6 days Buddie fic rec list"

This rec list is a combo of fics I read for the first time in the last week & fics I reread because they're wonderful and I needed comfort through my fever.

Break Glass in Case of Emergency by Beforeastorm 2,894 words || teen

Eddie’s mind wandered to the red folder, tucked high up in the back of his closet. He recalled back to a conversation he had with Buck, almost a year ago at this point: “It’s an insurance policy; a break glass in case of emergency. A trump card.” “One I really hope we’ll never have to use.” “But if we have to, we’ll be really glad we did this.” When hospital policy doesn't allow Chris, as an unrelated minor, to visit a comatose post-lightning strike Buck in the ICU, Eddie has a solution. Unfortunately, that involves sharing some pretty personal information in a waiting room filled with the 118.

Relationship Advice from Complete Strangers Online by HMSLusitania 3,964 words || Teen

When he gets home for the night, Buck turns to the one source of information that’s never let him down: the internet. He gets as far as opening his laptop and pulling up a web browser, and then he stalls. His homepage, for years now, has been Wikipedia. He doesn’t know how exactly he’s supposed to wiki-search “Is my best friend into me.” It’s not like he really does social media, either. Ever since he bailed on dating apps, he’s sort of tried to avoid other people online. He likes people in real spaces so much more. But where does one go for relationship advice from complete strangers online? Which is how, ten minutes later, he finds himself on Reddit with a shiny new account and username. It takes him a while after that to craft his question for r/Relationships, but he thinks he’s got it pretty accurately conveyed before he hits post. Hi, I’ve never made a Reddit post before and I’m not 100% sure what I’m doing but I need advice and can’t ask anyone in my real life. So, I [30M] have this best friend [34M]…

i got all my sisters with me by ipretendtobesane 6,766 words || teen This fic is so fucking soft and sweet. It quickly joined the ranks of my favourite Buddie fics I've ever read.

Soph to Eddie Hate Club: Hey guys! This is Alex, Sophia’s been a little out of it since Nina was born (she’s doing great, just in some pain and y’all know how weirdly woozy she gets on medicine). Combine that with a lack of sleep, and…well Y’all get it. Anyway, Soph and I wanted to host you guys next weekend. Adriana to Eddie Hate Club: YES I’m packing my bags right now Eddie to Eddie Hate Club: Are Buck and Chris invited? Soph to Eddie Hate Club: I will take any excuse to see that man up close and personal “Hey, Buck?” “Hmm.” “What do you say about a trip to Texas?” (or, eddie's sister has a baby, buck meets the diaz girls, and they're sickeningly in love for nearly seven thousand words)

knock on your door, just like before by rowan_wood 7,513 words || teen

“Here,” Buck had said, practically shoving his phone at Eddie once Eddie had said hello to both Buck and Chris and settled into a chair at the dining table, “I wrote down everything so I wouldn’t forget.” Eddie looked curiously at the screen to find Buck’s note app open to a long, long list of messages. There was a grocery list of things he needed at the top, but it soon devolved into any thing or thought that Buck had while Eddie was gone that he, apparently, wanted to tell him.  or: whenever Eddie's away, Buck writes him a new note, and Eddie pines.

you can start a family who will always show you love by fleetinghearts 8,185 words || Teen

“Yeah, yeah, he’s—he’s my kid, he’s my kid,” Buck tells her, tripping over his words in the effort to get this whole process to hurry the fuck up so he can see Chris. There’s the sound of something hitting the floor from behind him, followed by what might be plastic bouncing off the shiny hospital tiles. The person at the desk looks up in surprise, over Buck’s shoulder, and he turns to look too. Eddie’s standing there, Styrofoam cup rolling at his feet, coffee splattered all down the bottom of his faded blue jeans. The plastic lid of the cup skitters over the tile before coming to a stop a few feet away. He looks like someone punched him in the gut, absolutely shellshocked, something Buck can’t quite read behind the startled expression on his face. or, buck's looking for something, and the diazes let him know he already has it

still by brewrosemilk 9,368 words || teen This fic actually ruined me. I full on sobbed reading it.

For the first time, Buck longs for a bullet wound to treat. Dirt to dig at. A door to break through. Something. There’s nothing. “Your guess was correct, Diaz,” the bomb technician tells them, as he gestures to the orange circle. “You’re standing on a large sensor plate, wired to a detonator. It’s incredibly important that you don’t move. Don’t shift. When you put your weight down, it was like cocking a gun - you take your weight off, this thing is powerful enough to take the entire house with it."  Inspired by Castle, S05E22: Still

brick by spqr 10,154 words || explicit 

The first thing Buck noticed when he walked through the door was the smell of plaster and wet paint. There was a white spot on the wall in the living room, primered but without any color yet, about the size of a man’s fist. Eddie looked sheepish. His knuckles were still bruised, scabbed over but healing. “You were in a coma,” was all he said. “Yeah,” Buck agreed. He knew the feeling.

things you don't say reach me somehow anyway by sibylsleaves 14,279 words || Teen

He writes CHRISTOPHER at the top of the page in capital letters. Underneath it goes BUCK. Then PEPA, CARLA, CHIM, HEN and so on until he has fifteen names listed out. Fifteen people to show his appreciation for. He starts with the easiest name first. or, Eddie tells the family he chose how much they mean to him. All of them except one.

let's build this house (into a home, baby) by withmeornotatall 24,478 words || explicit 

This fic is so good. Different first meeting, but the same wonderful friendship. Christopher is a national treasure. It's a prefect fic.

"Hey, buddy!" he calls out with a grin. "Did you know that octopuses actually is the correct plural form of octopus not octopi?" "Cool." Chris smiles, but it fades just as soon as it appears. Buck dog-ears his page and sets his book down. "Everything okay?" he asks carefully, crossing to the fence. "Yeah, I'm just hungry." Christopher sighs. "Dad burnt dinner. Again." Buck glances through his open back door to the dining table with three mismatched chairs, and bites his lip. He's got no excuse today, the evening sun leaving him lethargic but not exhausted, the hour reasonable. "Hey, I've got an idea." Buck winks at Christopher. "Stay there, okay?" Buck grabs his beer, book and folding chair, setting them just inside the entrance. He makes his way to the front door, stopping at the hallway mirror to fix his curls into something a little more presentable, and walks the few yards down their adjoined porch to Christopher's door. With a deep breath, he raises his hand and knocks. The door swings open a few seconds later, and Buck's mouth goes dry at the sight that greets him (OR: the buddie neighbours au no one asked for)

i see you in my sheets (i see you in my sleep) by elless 24,981 words || explicit 

Eddie kisses him in the kitchen. Bright morning sunshine spills in the window over the sink, picking out the golden flecks in Eddie’s eyes. He cradles Buck’s jaw with one warm palm, and Buck freezes for a moment, startled, before surging against Eddie. He’s still holding a hot mug of coffee that he barely fumbles onto the counter without dropping or spilling all over his shirt. He rakes his fingers into Eddie’s hair and reels him in closer, Eddie’s firm thigh slotted between his. “Eddie,” he pants as Eddie scrapes his teeth down his throat and sucks on the spot over his racing pulse. Eddie hums as he rucks Buck’ve done just about everything else two people can do together; maybe this was always inevitable. OR Buck and Eddie are FWB, act like boyfriends, and are suuuuper dumb and oblivious about everything.

in the night we trust by glorious_spoon 29,220 words || teen

It feels new, and good, and not just because it’s been so damn long since anyone has touched Eddie like this. It’s just—it’s Buck. Of course this is something they know how to do together. They’ve done just about everything else two people can do together; maybe this was always inevitable. - Or: Eddie and Buck start sleeping together when they're all stuck at Buck's place during lockdown. It still takes them almost three years to notice that they're in love.

The Heart Opening Sequence by Leslie_Knope 34,035 words || mature

Eddie’s handsome, that’s obvious, Buck clocked that the second he met him. Part of him still can’t really believe that the guy he was so threatened by at first ended up as his closest friend, which is why these weird twinges are so unsettling. Buck isn’t sure if they’re real, for one, these odd flashes of what it would be like to lean over and kiss Eddie while they’re watching a movie or brush a hand over his back while they’re in the kitchen. And for two, it’s so far out of the realm of possibility that it’s barely worth thinking about.

must be some kind of twist, I could get used to this by soyxunxperdedor 38,753 words || explicit  THIS FIC!!! Accidentally married in vegas??? SIGN ME UP

He doesn’t remember much from last night, even less after the fourth or fifth tequila shot. So he certainly doesn’t remember bringing someone back to his room. He steels himself for the lancing pain and cracks his eyes open. Oh. Oh no. This is either really bad or… Well, not really good, but just. Not really bad, and that’s probably all Buck can ask for it to be. Because Eddie is in his bed, Eddie’s arm is wrapped around his waist, Eddie’s legs are tangled with his. And he has no idea why.

let the world have its way with you by fleetinghearts 54,477 words || explicit  This is the best post lightening strike long form fic I've read. It doesn't gloss over Buck dying/feeling different and instead shows Eddie (and Chris) helping Buck embrace his feelings and grow together. 15/10

“It’s just that—I died,” Buck continues, voice unsteady enough that Eddie wonders if this is the first time he’s acknowledged that out loud. “I died, and there’s so much more. There’s so much more I want to do, things I don’t even know I want to do yet, and I almost had the chance to have and live them taken away. I don’t want to die and regret missing out on everything else, Eddie.” “So let’s make a list,” Eddie says. “Let’s do them.” or, a bucket list that’s really about buck needing to make a change and an eddie who’s ready to do anything to see him fall in love with life again. it takes some crossing off for eddie to realise—the thing at the top of the list in his own heart? it’s been right here all along

a body, a knife, hold steady by bvckandeddie (zukkababey) 67,425 words || mature I'm a slut for a Mr. and Mrs. Smith AU and this one is one of the best I've read.

Bogotá wasn’t Buck’s first international mission—Peru held that title—but it changed just about everything. Because Bogotá was where he met Eddie. Or, Buck and Eddie meet, fall in love, build a life together, and discover they're rival assassins—exactly in that order.

wishing to be the friction by ipretendtobesane 97,200 words || explicit 

Buck and Eddie are straight best friends who start having no strings attached sex. Eddie has a hard time having sex with someone he doesn't trust, and Buck's tired of hookups after being with Abby. Besides, they're both comfortable with their sexuality, and there's nothing wrong with giving your friend a hand. What's surprising is how long it took them to fall into bed together, really. What's entirely unsurprising is how quickly strings start getting attached. or; the straight eddie friends with benefits fic

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[mcflymemes]

THE PARENT TRAP PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 1998 film

what's going on?

i have class and you don't.

i'll tell you what i'm gonna do.

what was your mother like?

i agree. it totally sucks.

we actually did it!

still biting those nails, i see.

oh, don't do this to me. i'm already seeing double.

any of your pictures ruined?

it's time to break up this little love fest.

you're young, beautiful, sexy...

i may never be alone with you again.

what do you expect? to live happily ever after?

what did you call me?

yes. to all of the above.

ooh, let me help you with that.

you know, sometime if we're ever really alone maybe we could talk about what happened between us.

i'm sorry, it's just i've missed you so much.

get the picture?

it ended so fast.

wow, suddenly you're so interested in math!

have you seen your father?

i would pay big money to see that woman climb a mountain.

who are you, robert de niro? yes, i am talking to you.

you probably don't remember me...

if that's the way you want it, then let the games begin.

this arrangement really sucks.

come here, we have to talk.

i think there's something on your head.

i love oreos. at home, i eat them with peanut butter.

okay, sorry. got a little nervous!

the man went completely ashen like i was the bloody ghost of christmas past.

can one of you get something cold for my head?

this is so scary.

i promise i'll make your lives miserable.

i think it's an awesome idea. inspired. brilliant, really.

i know. it seems like it's been forever.

okay, on the count of three, we'll show them to each other.

this is beyond coincidence. this is beyond imagination!

i know she was really beautiful.

most people find that totally disgusting.

totally, it's like a dream come true.

will you stop thinking about your stomach at a time like this?

i'm really thirsty.

i think you're kind of missing the point.

hey, you sounded just like me!

i learned it at camp.

it's me or them.

let's discuss this calmly. calmly and rationally.

this is so scary.

i've never been so happy in my entire life.

i have a brilliant beyond brilliant idea!

excuse me?

may your life be far less complicated than mine.

that's where i have to go.

what are you doing here?

we were so young. we both had tempers, we said stupid things so i packed.

i made the mistake of not coming after you once. i'm not going to do that again no matter how brave you are.

what has gotten into you?

you didn't come after me.

that's perfectly... perfect. have fun.

you can't get married!

i'm not so hungry anymore.

that really doesn't matter anymore.

i suppose you just expect me to go weak at the knees, and fall into your arms, and cry hysterically.

don't shut your eyes!

i'm going to take the lead.

we have a butler?

we decided to switch places.

honey, you never looked better.

this is where we're eating?

that girl is without a doubt the lowest most awful creature to ever walk the planet.

can i hug her?

how exactly are we paying for this?

i'm supposed to, aren't i?

start unzipping.

go on, just do it.

i'm crawling back into bed, and sleeping 'til lunch.

i'll make you a little deal.

i didn't even know you spoke french.

nobody. forget i mentioned it.

i've loved you your whole life.

that does not sound like a possibility, babe.

it'll totally ruin completely everything!

you wanna know the real difference between us?

how did you know that?

that would be correct.

you have no idea.

mine's a pathetic little thing.

i just hope that one day you could love me as me.

thank you, thank you very much!

don't look at me. i don't know a thing.

you're g ood, but you're just not good enough.

what are you rummaging in your trunk for this time?

don't you realize what's happening?

this is so freaky.

if i didn't know any better, i'd say it's almost like you were... forget it. it's impossible.

i hope you're not mad because i love you so much.

loser jumps into the lake after the game.

i changed a lot over the summer.

i've never seen you and i've dreamt of meeting you my whole life.

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[strawhatsoraya]

Yo ! How are you doing ? :)

As an ADHD girl, I was wondering if I could request headcanons for Corazon, law and Luffy with a female SO who has ADHD (inattentive type) ?

To help you with it (especially if you are not familiar with it) my symptoms are :

-forgetting and loosing things constantly

-being overwhelmed when there's is too much things happening (especially at work), like multiple people talking close to me ect, If someone talks to me and there's someone else speaking loudly or close to me I won't be able to filter anything that's being said to me and I'll lag haha

- when I'm sitting I'm either constantly moving (fidgeting, scratching my skin all the time, looking around...) Or I'll look super calm and absent, zoning out completely and working on autopilot and just daydream constantly or planning stuff in my head

- I often get distracted during conversations, I think about something else and I'll miss half of what they were talking about. I'm either going to bid my head and deal with the little infos I got or ask "what is happening? What did you say?" Even though I was there looking at my friends the whole time and when they don't respond and move on I feel isolated :( I have two people close to me that often asks me if I understood everything and I often say no and they repeat, it helps me (but I know it's annoying to do so I don't expect it)

-I will often not look in someone's eyes when they are talking to me but looking around or let my eyes get lost in the void. I'm listening (if the conversation is short) and responding but idk why I won't look at you

- I actually harm myself fidgeting when I walk and scratch my leg with my shoes (I can't help it) and it gives me scares and I bleed :( (I'll try fidget toys and see if I can get over this)

-im so bad with time I constantly am paranoid of being late so I'm always one or two hours early at meetings because if I'm not too early I'm late, there's no I'm between (when I'm with my friends they must tell me to chill and that we will be on time if I follow their rythm and it helps)

-im afraid I'm being too obnoxious and childish sometimes :( so I often apologizes when I'm happy, (but recently I've been told I shouldn't because it's funny and it's nice to have some positive) example when I'm outside with people : "OH this is so pretty!", "It's so beautiful!", "Look at that tree ! So beautiful!!!" Every 10 seconds, jumping around ect. BUT with people I don't feel comfortable with or not enough I undereact to hide how easily excited I am to the point people think I'm not interested

I hope this helped! Thanks 😊

Hey! I'm doing well for a Sunday lol. Thanks for sending in your request. As someone who struggles with ADHD I totally related to your symptoms lol. I constantly lose track of my belongings, and have the worst time management ever. I have like 100 alarms on my phone and somehow manage to snooze them all. It's a problem. I know. Anyway, I wrote a few drabbles for you for this cute little headcanon. I hope you enjoy!

Corazon

 eyes that (don’t) commit

He hadn’t noticed at first. It was a truth he’d be too ashamed to admit. He hadn’t noticed the way your eyes always flit from spot to spot–quick as a butterfly, your attention always split in between worlds. He hadn’t noticed the way you always responded a beat or two too slow, or the way you’d repeat his last words like a parrot–a cute one–as if that would help jog your memory; or perhaps you were stalling, trying to buy time.

He never really understood why; truthfully he didn’t see a reason for it.

You were you, and that was fine. You laughed at his jokes, and had once, very boldly, with your whole chest made fun of his laugh only to confess very quickly that you loved it too; loved how it made you laugh, and what more could Cora ask for?

Your laughter followed his own wherever it went. It didn't matter if your eyes didn’t. He knew your heart was with his.

Law

where focus goes energy flows

At first, it irritated him. You were unable to follow through for lengthy conversations. He’d be staring at a book, expecting you to understand his instructions. When he’d look up, you’d be staring blankly, a little smile on your lips. 

It was both infuriating, and endearing.

You always seemed embarrassed after, deeply apologetic. You’d say the word over and over and over, like it would ease his heart. A ‘sorry’ did nothing for him. The expression on your face, the pained look behind your eyes was infinitely more worrisome than any bit of conversation that you had missed.

How many before him had failed to understand you? How many had turned your heart away because they lacked a certain kind of tolerance? He couldn’t tolerate the mere idea of it.

The day it finally clicked, he found you in a corner of the Polar Tang, as if you were trying to remember where you were headed. He chuckled beside himself, and gathered you in his arms, squeezing you tightly.

“I really hate it when you say: huh,” he could hear your voice now, see you blinking. It made the corner of his mouth twitch. “But it’s okay. You can keep saying it as many times as you need.”

Luffy

what a plot twist you were

The Sunny could be so loud sometimes; in so  many ways. You could handle the chaos most of the time. You thrived in it, almost, the way there were always so many conversations going on at once. It did; however, become inconvenient when you were trying to pay attention to your boyfriend.

You were both sitting on the head of the Sunny, ocean vast and wide ahead of you. You knew you had been observing the rippling water, the way the waves became white and foamy as the ship sailed on. Then what had happened? You’re not sure.

It’s Luffy’s pinger poking your cheek that brings you back. You turn your head slowly to look at him, eyes wide, head empty. He smiles widely at you, a small wheezy laugh shaking his shoulders. 

“Penny for your thoughts?” he asks brightly, eyes crinkling at the corners. You return his smile. This is what you loved about Luffy; this and many things. The easy way he made you feel like you belonged, right there next to him. No judgment. No pretenses. 

“I don’t have any. Do I still get a penny?” you ask him. Luffy’s chuckles become softer, a little mischievous. His eyes narrow slightly, as he wrinkles his nose.

“How about a kiss?” he says and he leans to capture your lips with his.

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[v-dkja]

NICE TO MEET YOU !!

☆ . . . Hurt/no comfort, angst, ooc, unhealthy relationship, manipulation (?), obsessive & mean! kenma, bad grammar, misscommunication

It'd be a lie if the whole thing didn't feel exhausting; this relationship, kenma's attitude towards you, and the problems that keep coming. Survive in a relationship that so far only you have tried to maintain. Everything is tiring. many times you try to convince yourself that everything will be fine, but circumstances keep forcing you to say otherwise. What if I just end this relationship? those thoughts keep running through your head.

Other people would think, "Your life must be very happy now because you're dating kenma." No. Everything they think is wrong.

"Kenma? you said we will go on a date today. Why aren't you ready yet?" Your voice over the loud video game Kenma is playing. "Oh really? I forgot." "Again?" You sighed and tried to hold back your anger. It's useless if you get angry, this problem will only continue. This isn't the first time, not even the third time this has happened. "Why did you forget again? Haven't you thought about my feelings all this time?" Kenma didn't answer, leaving only his video game sound.

"... then go alone. Use my money." "No, it's not like that. I want to spend time with you, please Kenma? After that, I won't bother you anymore.” Suddenly the screen displayed 'game over'. Kenma hit the table beside him. “I said, go by yourself! because of you, I have to start again from the beginning. As a lover, you must understand my feelings. can you not be selfish?"

"selfish?! selfish you say?" Your voice that used to be low and gentle has now changed. "I've been patient all this time, can't you spare some time for me for just a moment, please? I'm tired of waiting and being patient all this time. if you don't take our relationship seriously, why don't we just break up? I keep trying to understand your feelings but have you ever tried to understand me too?"

Hearing the word 'break up' instantly made Kenma's expression change. "Break up? Why can't you find another way besides breaking up? can't you think of another way to solve that problem with your brain? You're the one who never understands me."

"Kenma, if you forgot, I've always tried to talk to you about this. but instead you are so busy with your video game that you forget me. I understand that you really like those video games, but can you listen to me first? I also want to be heard, cared for, and loved."

Kenma took a deep breath. "Okay, listen. At that time I was tired and wanted to calm down. Don't misunderstand." "oh? shouldn't you have said that before? why now?" "I'm too tired to say it, okay?"

"I'm tired, ken. let's just break up." "no, no. you actually still love me right? I love you too, always. don't leave me, please. it feels like my world will crumble when you're gone. do you want to break up because you found another? you are only mine, and I am yours. I won't let anyone else take you. Can you really find better than me?" Kenma held your hand tightly, even it hurts to make you wince in pain. "Let go, Ken." "Never." "Ken!"

"I'm just doing the thing you've always wanted!" "What thing? don't make it up! All this time, I always make you happy just by being by my side. I was also always by your side when you were at your lowest point."

"but do you remember what you said that time?!”

the sound of your sobbing filled the room containing two people— you and kenma. today you told about someone who said hurtful things and opened up your old trauma. it hurts so much to think back on the memory, that you decide to tell your boyfriend about it.

"it hurts so much to hear it. Is it true that I am a useless person? Have I only been bothering other people all this time?" Your words stuttered because you were holding back sobs. Kenma just kept quiet listening to your story.

"You know..?" Kenma finally let out his voice. "They were just kidding, why are you taking it to heart? You can't take their jokes." huh? You immediately looked at Kenma who was looking at you with one eyebrow raised. "o- oh.. really?"

"that's why you don't have many friends…” kenma muttered under his breath, but you could hear him. “sorry, could you repeat what you just said, ken?” “you heard me. I'm just speaking facts. So far you can't get along with other people because of your different interests, and you take it too much to heart."

"do you realize that what you say hurts me?! who is not hurt when you hears it? do you still have a heart?!”

"hah.. I thought talking to you would cause a fight. I'm tired of your whiny attitude. I want you to immediately disappear from my sight at this time." "talk to me, ken!" you held his arm when he stood up. but kenma let go of your grip roughly which made you fall over and hit your head.

"you've always been like that, ken. you don't want to talk to me properly. if you don't love me, why did you date me in the first place? you are so different from before. when we weren't dating, you always gave me affection that i never received before. but now you always ignore me as if i don't exist. if it continues like this, let's just stop. "

"but I don't want to leave you. I don't want you to leave my side now. I love you, that's what you want to hear right? I already said it, so please stay."

"nice to meet you, ken. thank you for the happiness you have given so far. I'm glad I got to know you." Kenma's grip tightened, refusing to let you go. "No, no. I won't let you be happy with anyone other than me." "stop it."

#teuseno's fics ☆ #kozume kenma x reader #kenma scenario #kenma x y/n #hq kenma #kenma kuzome #kozume x reader #haikyuu kozume #kozume kenma #hq kozume #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you #haikyuu angst

[candycornbyler]

i don't usually make posts, let alone ones like this, but this has been bouncing around in my head for a few days and i need to get it out. so, serious post incoming!

i've heard and seen through the grapevine that the first shadow play apparently gives clues about what may happen in season 5? my adhd ass can't be bothered to read through it all, so hell if i know. but i know it's been turning people off from the show and making them lose hope and feel down about it (among other situations, but that's a whole other can of worms). and i do know this:

i was deep in the supernatural fandom during the height of the infamous nov 5 2020 incident and its subsequent shitshow of a finale. i've seen horrible writing. i've seen godawful episodes of television. i've been queerbaited to hell and back. i won't lie and say i wasn't discouraged from the fandom for a while afterwards. i was hurt and felt betrayed.

but you know what got me to come back in the end? the fandom. all the other people who, just like me, were let down by the finale. we built a sense of community. we kept writing fics and making art. we didn't let that shitshow discourage us from creating the art that we wanted. we erased canon and made it our own, and despite the show's copious amounts of shortcomings, i still enjoy it. because fanon is far more important and special than anything canon can ever do.

basically, what i'm trying to say is - please don't let some dumb play (and what david harbour said) discourage you from creating meaningful art. whether what i've skimmed is true or not, only time will tell, but time also heals all wounds. i've personally enjoyed every season of stranger things thus far, and i'm still hopeful that season 5 will be good. i know some of you don't feel that way, and i'm deeply sorry it's been ruined for you, and wish you well with wherever life takes you next.

but for the rest of us still hanging out on this hellsite, i'm not going to let that stop me from engaging with fics, art, gifs, and everything else. even if canon sucks, we've proven before that fanon trumps all. fanon is what keeps art and communities alive. never forget that.

#this was a lot of rambling so hopefully my point still comes across well enough #yeah #byler

[finnlyfox]

Nice video Sylas , you again admitted to most of my accusations, and ywk I will too link your bfs Twitter! wanna know why? Because it just proves my point that you guys make petty excuses to try and safe your rep, now I know this might not get a lot of attention considering you have a bigger fan base but I'll just keep this up here for people to see just in case 👍

Also Im not sure why your blurring you deadnaming me it seemed pretty clear you knew my name in your video, so I'm just guessing you didn't want your audience to see you nonchalantly deadnaming me.

Oh and by the way you might wanna speak to cracklin about him going back and forth between people because most of the screenshots I get are from him, even the most recent ones, he really needs to pick a side

I just wanna talk about this real quick, so you defend yourself by saying they were a friend you trusted when on this screenshot you and your boyfriend Wrennie, telling a little that they can't talk to their cg anymore because they came to me about your alt account in my server. Do you see where that's a bit messed up? If your gonna take accountability on anything then take accountability on this and the 2 alts you had in my server "Jaiden" and "nio" the black cat pfp.

You then said later in the video that I had an alt in your server, which is true at some point I did but it wasn't the one you showed and I can say that truthfully the only ever alt I had was on with a Lucifer profile, at this time I don't have it anymore as the email was deleted and I only used it when your friends dmed me just to tell me to kill myself and call me multiple slurs. Including transgender slurs and ableist slurs, not to mention the fact that they were "gonna doxx me" those screenshots are already on your bfs Twitter so why not link that now

https://x.com/beetleboyr4scal/status/1772734672176328994?s=46&t=NNgoJizC_RKW5ajl2_iKWwcheckthisout%5E_%5E

Make sure to check out the awesome debunking wrennie did ^ /sarc

Something I'm confused about in your video is that you blurred out where I said I had you blocked on this platform, idk if you were just trying to focus on one part but kinda weird, ALSO! Let's break down the whole copying style thingy if you had read my post properly ( maybe you did and are just leaving out important details ) you would've seen the part where I put

"not sure if this is true but someone did reach out to me and sent me a screenshot of her newest emojis and it looked pretty similar" I didn't say you did, just mentioned that I could be a possibility, I noticed that you tend to leave out details that can really give the whole story which btw isn't a very good look, so Sylas just for future reference break everything down and then make a video about it, and if you don't believe me here you go

And in your video yes your right the coloring is pretty similar valid argument

And just for the record the whole "I made alts in her server bcuz she was talking bad about me" thing, most of the talking bad about you stuff was me telling my friends what I've heard other people in school tell me.

Like for example you telling Mariah that I am a slut and whore because apparently I went "gay to straight"???

Being bisexual is a thing, and just to anyone ready don't take my word on it Mariah is a girl in our school who is known for being 2 faced, but my point is this isn't the only time it has happened. I've had multiple people tell me things about how Sylas has said this or that.

Let's not forget about the time Sylas told people that I'm "god awful obsessed with her and I want her back" now again I'm not saying that's true but from what I'm hearing it sounds like alot of people have heard about it. Also let's talk about art club bcuz I have one hell of a screenshot from a friend you didn't realize was in the room at the time

Unfortunately I had to blur this one because it has your irl name mentioned but this is a member from your art club texting me and a friend about you openly talking shit so I guess your right Sylas were both equally as guilty but you don't see me making alts Everytime I hear you talking shit do you (once when I had multiple people dming me slurs but that's a different story) ? That's because your immature.

#l1l1fox #stalker #immature #sfw interaction only #leave me the fuck alone #batshit crazy #shit talking #no excuses #twitter #tumblr fyp

[just-emerald-star]

2023: The Year of Social Media Burnout

Is it just me or has every single alternative to Twitter (including good ol Tumblr here, no shade) led to a severe case of burn out??? Cuz I personally can't take it anymore. In the time since Tumblr was taken over by that narcissistic man child, we've had A FUCK TON of social media alternatives or "twitter clones" pop up or take advantage of every single chance they get cuz Twitter falls apart at least every other week like clockwork.

-Hive (Tried it. Hated it. No Desktop version yet.)

-Spoutible (Giving off echo-chamber vibes. Shitty NSFW/sex worker policies despite being for all marginalized folks.)

-Spill (Whomst?)

-Mastodon (Exists)

-Bluesky (Run by the former twitter CEO. Fuck him as well.)

-Threads (Just launched. 6/10)

-Post (Whomst)

-Substack (An attempt was made)

And plenty more I don't know about yet. I'm sure they'll become relevant at some point. My point is this: Look at how many alternatives have come into prominence in the past 8 months.

This is all in response to Twitter malfunctioning and being run by a dumbass. And everyone's immediate response is "let's move somewhere else" but we often forget that not every site is gonna have that reach you're looking for to promote your shit (if you're a creative like me.) It's not gonna have every function like Twitter & if it does have said functions, that's a whole new system you gotta adapt to. I've tried so many alternatives in the past 8 months out of fear that Twitter may actually shut down. And yet, it's still the one place I often go to. The exception to the rule of course is ya boi Tumblr. And while I appreciate this site, it's taken a bit to adjust.

And me being a creator who just wants folks to see my work but also not be stressed by social media's ever-changing ways, I gotta tell ya folks: I am very much stressed out, burnt out & on the brink of wanting to just...delete everything.

I can't keep spreading myself thin and can't keep depending on new sites, cuz that means I have to build myself from the ground up. And that's not even counting the sites that lack certain functions & can't get their shit together cuz they launched prematurely just to get a leg up on Twitter's bag fumbling.

Not to mention (and I've been saying this shit since December 2022):

TWITTER'S TOOLS & FUNCTIONS ARE GOOD, ACTUALLY. EVERYONE WANTS TO REPLACE TWITTER BUT NO ONE WANTS TO BE TWITTER.

In conclusion: Aside from Tumblr, I think I'll be downsizing on social media presence. I can't nor REFUSE to let myself deal with being spread too thin. It's giving social media obsession and I've had enough. It's not enough to be NEW & BETTER than Twitter. You gotta show us that you understood what worked/didn't work on Twitter and put your own spin on things. Not expecting perfection, I just want better options.

TL;DR There will never be another Twitter, only Twitter Adjacent & that's sad. Cuz Twitter, despite ALL of it's bullshit, has done some actual good & given light to more issues in the last 10 years thx to it's very existence. and it's being fucked over by an old ass transphobic man child in the midst of mid-life crisis.

#rant post #need to vent #social media #twitter is done #twitter alternative #burnout #everyone wants to replace twitter but no one wants to be twitter #Had to get this off my chest #is it just me?

[sojourner-between-worlds]

Do tell about John Piper! I don’t know much about him other than that Calvinists like him.

OKAY SO. Yeah, he's like the chief of 5-Point Calvinist Theologians. Really the only reason I've read much from him is because a friend (who shall remain nameless unless she chooses otherwise) was having huge issues reading his stuff and was asking me about stuff he'd written and if I agreed with it. I'm, like, a solid 3.5 Calvinist, myself, but that doesn't help me like him honestly, lol.

For the record: Sometimes he says good and helpful things. Sometimes I agree with him. Sometimes. Not that long ago he answered a question about how much jewelry is appropriate for women to wear. Given the title, I was very prepared to be absolutely incensed by his answer, but after reading it...sometimes the dude just needs to work on his titles because I did actually agree with this answer. (Which, if you wondered, he said there's nothing wrong with wearing jewelry; the title came from the question that was asked, which was very misleading.)

All that being said, he also sometimes says really stupid things -- and I'm not talking about things I disagree with from a theological (tenets of Calvinism) prospective. After all, we can still learn a lot by listening to or reading things from people we don't agree with. Rather, sometimes he makes it very clear he does not understand that not all brains work the same way, aka being neurodivergent.

I made that meme quite a while ago in response to a question he received from someone wanting to know how to encourage their autistic Christian friend. One thing he said in response was that the person should not use Scriptures like Psalm 139: 13-16 (the infamous "fearfully and wonderfully made" verses). His reasoning? That applies to everyone, even the most terrible people in the world, like Hitler. Therefore, it is not encouraging to hear that.

So let me tell you a little story about why that advice makes me so upset:

Back when I had just figured out I'm autistic, for some reason or another the #actuallyautistic tag here on tumblr was -once again- talking a whole lot about a ten-year-old ad from Autism Speaks titled "I am Autism" and how horrendous it is (and how we should never let them forget about it when they tried to bury it, which I agree, but that's another rant about how terrible AS is and why no one should support them). Curiosity got the better of me and I looked it up on YouTube. I couldn't even process it the first time. I was so shocked. So I watched it a second time, and then promptly broke down sobbing. (A friend of mine could only stomach watching about the first 30 seconds of it before she turned it off. That should tell you everything right there.) I had never felt so dehumanized in my entire life, and you wanna know what brought me comfort after watching that? Reading Psalm 139, particularly the above verses.

The thing Piper doesn't understand is this: the rest of the world is busy telling us that we're "put together wrong" or that we're "broken" and no one is telling us that's not true. Sometimes when we're struggling it's nice to hear someone remind us that we were created exactly as God intended us to be. (Another good passage, fyi, is Moses and the burning bush, where Moses says he's not good at speaking and God's rebuttal is "is it not I who created the blind and the deaf the way they are?" Yeah. That's a piece of my pastor's sermon from two years ago that still sticks with me, thank-you-very-much.)

That is why it makes me angry. Because people will follow his advice and start not telling us something that we need to hear simply because it's not something he has ever taken comfort in so apparently he cannot fathom anyone else taking comfort in it either.

I'm sure there are probably other articles he's written or answers he's given that have also gotten my goat, but the other big thing that gets me is his recently published book where he asserts that if you don't feel affection towards God then you aren't saved.

On the one hand, I do get his point: having a head-knowledge that God is real and the Bible is true is NOT the same as having saving faith.

But I have two problems with Piper's take on this: 1. Many ND folks (not all, of course, but I am in this category) don't experience emotions or feelings the same way as every one else. Which means affection -- especially the way Piper seems to be describing in his book -- can be a bit of a foreign concept. Speaking solely for myself, I do not feel affection -- at least not in the way you are supposedly supposed to, according to Piper. Having a head-knowledge of the Bible does not equal having faith but here's a crazy ND concept that escapes Piper: sometimes head-knowledge IS affection. I don't spend time on things I don't care about. I don't do deep-dives into topics on things I don't care about. I don't spend time on things that don't bring me joy. The knowledge I have shows where my affections lie, even if I don't experience affection as a feeling, the way Piper says you have to. 2. Affection does not equal love, and love is more important here. As an example: I love my husband very much. I don't always like him (sometimes he drives me nuts, that's just life, and I know I drive him nuts too, haha), but I do always love him. Comparatively, according to Piper, if I don't always feel affection (aka "like") my husband then I must not actually love him. And this is simply not true. Affection is a feeling; love is an action. I don't have to feel any one certain way in order to still love someone -- and that includes God.

I've said it once and I'll willingly say it as many times I have to: we can't rely on our feelings for assurance of salvation because (say it with me now!):

Feelings are Fickle.

And with this book, Piper has made salvation about feelings. So even from a neurotypical perspective, this book is a bad take. But it's even worse for ND folks who simply don't experience feelings the way NTs do. People are going to read this book and start thinking, "well, there's no way I'm saved because I don't feel the RIGHT way, the CORRECT way, the way PIPER is telling me I have to." And I don't think I need to explain further why that's damaging.

And these are just my personal gripes. Other ND friends (specifically the first one I mentioned) have all kinds of troubles reading his stuff, because of terrible wording or answers that aren't thorough enough or conflicting information from what he's said in the past compared to now.

He is, at best, a sincere but incredibly insensitive writer. But it doesn't matter how sincere he is because someone can be very sincerely damaging to other believers.

And someday he's going to have to answer for that.

#christianity #autistic christian #john piper #i'm sorry i wrote you a novel lol #thanks for the excuse though lol

[loverforfanfiction]

Starving - peter parker [read with song] wait till song start pls its better like that

Imagine your gender and race for this whole thing if you are a slow reader than this will be hard to read also follow along with the song so it makes sense [I'm going camping so I wont be back for a few days so I wont be posting I leave Sunday so I will try to post before I leave ]

"You know just what to say"

Peter I'm scared what If I don't pass this exam I really need to pass this

"Y/n y/n calm down we will see tomorrow how about ummm.... we bing watch movies and eat snacks"?

That sounds great

"The more I know you the more I want to ..."

Peter:ok favorite food ?

"Ummm [ ]

"You"

Peter:I think [ ]

"I like that tooo"

"I was so much younger yesterday"

"Happy birthday y/n it's not much but here you go"

-thanks Pete it means alot

"I didn't know thst I was starving till I tasted you don't need know butterflys when you give me the whole da## zoo"

Peter pov

Hi um hi y/n I was wondering if you would like to go out today.... as in a date ? Pls don't say no pls pls pls

"Yes i would love too"

"By the way by the way you do things to my body "

When peter asked me out I felt like I was gonna explode I will never forget that day it made the rest of my days peter is the best he likes me like I like him if there is ever a problem we talk it out and change it aww he so cute and bonus he's smart so he helps me with homework like math and ela and he takes me to get pizza everyday after school and then we study I am living the live and to top it off I have Ned and mj

Imagine race and gender

" you know how to make my heart beat faster Emotional earthquake bring on disaster you hit me head on got me weak in my knees"

Sup Pete why did you want to meet me on the roof top?

"Remember when I asked you out"

Yes?

"Y/n that was the best day of my life and I would never take the months back that I spended with you I came to say.... I love you"

I love you to you make me so happy and I wouldn't change it either

2weeks later

I have never been more happier peter treats me like a princess and I love him till the moon in back he gets me like no one else strangers to friends to lovers is are story and I wouldn't change it for anything else I have met aunt may and she is so nice to me and she treats me like a daughter I love him more than life it's self I was shocked when I found out he was spider man but it didn't make me love him any less and the avengers are awesome!!

I've now been with peter for a year and I would like to say thank you to him for making me the person I am today and you are a amazing person and the avengers are my best friends and there so nice Steve's my favorite but don't tell tony that and nat but shush life has been good I got a dog and my job is good peter is doing fine and I still have everything in life so I wouldn't need anything else

Peter:do you want to go on another date y/n I'm bored

Y/n:yeah but let's go somewhere casual I'm feeling a little lazy .... you want to do burgers?

Yea that sound so good let's go

That night was another night to never forget peter purpose to me and of course I said yes I love him and know were in the middle of planning it it's going to be so good im happy

"The more that i know you the more I want to "

Imagine your race and gender

"Something inside me changed I was so much younger yesterday"....

#avengers x fem!reader #avengers x black!reader #avengers x male reader #avengers x plus size reader #bucky x plus size reader #marvel x black!reader #peter parker x fem!reader #peter parker x reader #marvel x teen!reader #marvel fic #marvel x gender neutral reader #marvel x reader #marvel #peter parker x plus size reader #peter parker x you #peter parker #Spotify

[naresnani]

Fandom: Ikemen Prince | Nokto Klein/Adam Kain (OC) | Words: 1.7k

Tags: NSFW, Porn Without Plot

Summary: 

Nokto asked Adam to let him receive for the first time.

Why does he like it? His scent. That fresh perfume on his shirt and his warm musk with it. He caught himself constantly kissing even the prince's clothed body. Firm, pliant at the same time. It's beautiful. He's made of beautiful things. It’s dangerous. 

 "... I must be honest with you," Adam said, his lips still planted on Nokto's chest. "I've been thinking about this for a long time."

 Surprisingly, Nokto's breath hitched a bit, but he immediately chuckled after. "Well, why haven't you mentioned it before...."

 "It’s because, I." Stupidly, he felt his face heating up. "Well, was certain you just wouldn't."

 Adam shuddered from their kisses. And the light touch the prince gave to his back, reminding him of his scars there. Perhaps they're just his to touch now, and nothing else. It has no memory anymore. Shouldn't memories die like men do? 

 "But you're so sweet, I want to try everything with you," the prince said.

 "Every—" he cleared his throat. 

Adam felt he didn't have that... 'bravado' someone giving would typically be attractive to have. As for his repute, he's been compromised in front of the prince too often, hasn't he? Nokto might just think he's cute instead—well- that's granted regardless of how he's acting.

 Is that the appeal? He is sweet, Nokto said. He doesn't recall ever being sweet on purpose. If they're actually in love it must've been obvious, huh. 

Adam lifted himself up to lie on his side, and the prince curled up against him. How is it that they can't get away from each other that much? It's getting bad. He reached behind the prince to dip his fingers in the concoction sitting there, and reached down to his backside, to test if he even liked the feeling. Pressing a kiss on the other man's forehead, he caressed a line across the dip of his entrance with one finger. 

 Nokto writhed at first contact. It's a rare touch to somewhere he wouldn't thought of pleasuring. 

 Hisses, "mmn, cold."

 He knew very well that it would turn warm after. "Is it alright with you, then?" 

 "Why are you still asking?"   

 Adam closed his eyes to focus. "Hmm, well, not everyone is into it sometimes."

 Nokto took a deep breath, then chuckled. "You've barely fucked me with a finger.”

 "It's—Well-it's—" he tried to retort with an increasingly reddening face. He dipped into more of the concoction. It's supposed to smell and taste sweet, and make the area pleasantly warm. If it's someone's first time then there's never too much of that stuff. 

 Adam pushed himself up so he could shift the prince's hips a certain way. The sudden manhandling caught him off guard. Nokto’s lips were caught in a deep kiss while Adam breached his fingers from the front. Nokto whimpered, feeling his palm pressing between his thighs. There was a different, pleasant shudder there than with a straight touch to his cock. His whole body felt it, up to the tips of his fingers and toes. Ah, he could see now. Adam even said that he could forget about his own dick sometimes, focusing his every nerve on the pleasure behind instead. He'd still leak and cum off his soft cock and it doesn’t say anything about his desire.

 Thinking about Adam burns his heart. The marquis licked Nokto’s lips open and traced his tongue all up the roof of his mouth, fingers still working him open; there's no holding back what noises are coming out of Nokto anymore. It's always satisfying to whine and purr for the marquis' attention but this time, it's being taken out from him instead.

 As he trembled from every ministrations, there was the feeling of Adam’s finger pressing inside, deep, and eventually pausing on that- that spot that he knows-

 "A-ah fuck, there."

 "Hmmn. Tell me about it," Adam hummed into the curve of Nokto's neck while he made the prince whine by circling that soft little bump inside. 

 "Ahh, you— this is what you like isn't it?" Nokto closed his eyes shut as he rocked his hips against that delicious shiver. "No wonder you- you turned your dick useless for this."

 As expected, the prince was still the one dirty talking here. Adam couldn't help but smile a little. He kissed him again as he rubbed his own member with the lubricant. Deep breaths, bracing himself for a different role. 

 The prince laid on his stomach and made himself comfortable, his body bending up in Adam’s way. The way his lithe frame shaped and turned was going to kill the other man. It beats all his other vices. He couldn't think of a way to voice out what he'd want to do to him. Make the prince writhe on the bed, cry, make him milk his beating cock dry. Make him wish for more. That stressed body needs to have itself be parted loose. There’s no doubt here, it has been a long time coming.

 He should stop touching himself to the thought. Prince Nokto had hugged a pillow to his chest, knees bent underneath. Turning his head back and staring at him with a barely hidden smile. He knows what he's doing. 

 Adam lifted the man’s hips up, crawled on top of him and planted a big loud kiss on his cheek. 

 The prince groaned, "stop being cute now, or you're going to smother me." 

 "You're the cute one." Another kiss.

 "Am I, now?" He chuckled, that turned stuttered as Adam started stroking his member. "Ah, stop teasing. Just- press it inside already."

 "Can’t, you're too tight," he said, voice muffled while he planted nose kisses down Nokto's back. "You have to relax."

 Nokto hummed. Eventually, he let Adam's slick hardness push past his yielding entrance, opening him up, but it's way more comfortable than a finger. Warm and pulsing. It sat on his sweet spot. The way Adam was panting told him that he felt good too. His breath was warm. They pressed their bodies so much closer together that it's almost impossible to breathe. Nokto's body was aching to be touched everywhere, anywhere. He freed one of his hands to roam the expanse of his own thighs, his abdomen, grasping for some relief from the taut muscles there. When Adam started to move the pleasant shudder bloomed constantly through Nokto's entire body that it was unbearable to contain them within him. He moaned out loud, curling in onto himself. His hand reaching for the marquis', who had started playing with the tip of his leaking penis.

 "Mm- mnh! Ah-Adam," he gripped Adam's hand and the pillow beneath tighter for anchor against the waves of pleasure that each press of their hips sends. His knees kept giving way and kept slipping on the mattress. Adam had to hold him closer to his body, quiet moans spilling right on Nokto's ears. "Ah- like this, keep going."

 "God, you sound so...." the prince’s whiny moans is not something for the faint of heart. And not something he heard often. "You're- so hot."

 The prince's strained smile was hidden from him. "That- that all you have to say?" 

 "I, I love," he gulped, changing his words, "I love your- body, it’s so right against me-” he had to bite down his own noises.

 "Don't let go, then. Keep going." 

 Adam kept his pace. More waves are crashing up shivers through Nokto’s body. There was no way for the tremble to be let out of him. He was not like Adam; while he got fucked open he was still so hard and aching it was killing him. He tried to rock against Adam's hand but that man knew to treat that sensitive part gently instead. He cried out to him for some relief, his hand clawing on Adam's. 

 "Please I- I can feel it," he breathed out.

 Adam shushed him and finally squeezed his cock. The pleasure rocking through him made him keen out loud. 

 "F-fuck, Kain, I love you," he blurted. 

 Adam's heart jumped. He whimpered into the crook of his neck. "...Prince Nokto."

 "Kain, I want to kiss you. So bad." He moaned into the air. Adam quickened his pace behind him. "Fuck, I can't hold it. You're- you're so warm, cum in me, I want to feel it."

 The first time he came inside Adam, that man cried because of the sheer emotion. He's a terribly gentle one. There's not a lot of things he feels nice doing to Adam, but damn that guy could take it. Nokto could make Adam cum several times before him, reduced to an absolute mess. There'd been a lot of fine tuning on that cock of his and if this was the first time in a while he had kept it hard for long, he's probably going to cry again.

 With a short, breathless moan and a stutter to his hips, the marquis came. Nokto didn't anticipate just how deep he’d feel his warmth inside him that he was jolted into a shaking release too, spent washing into Adam's hand. 

 They each took some breaths, still clinging to each other until their high wears off. His body still shook with occasional thrills. The marquis started to absentmindedly rub Nokto’s back. 

 "You said you wanted to kiss me."

 Nokto turned around and pulled him down for one. It sealed everything into one sweet moment. His thumb felt tears on Adam's cheeks, and he wiped them off his eyes, inciting a small sob.

 Ahh, see? 

 Adam pulled away, trying to wipe up his face on his own with the heel of his palm. 

 "You okay?" Nokto asked.

 He nodded. Another stroke of Nokto’s thumb made him weep some more. Nokto knew if he pet the guy some more he'd stop holding it in. Adam had admitted once that sex was one way of relieving his emotions. Perhaps because he had developed such a stoic affectation all the time? Nevertheless, crying feels good, and with Nokto it's all about feeling good here. 

 "...You?" Adam mumbled back. 

 "Hell yeah I'm okay." 

 He chuckled whilst still having tears. "That's good, that's good." 

 "Round Two is in order, surely?"  

 "You want to go again?" 

 "Hmm. Now you lay down."

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