#char's mutuals

[vgilantee]

dear devoted delicate {xavier thorpe}

xavier thorpe x reader

requested: by my beloved julie @websterss <3

words: 2.2k

a/n: the reader is an outcast of an unknown type, but not a werewolf. i love werewolves, but because of some of the setup, it's gotta be a non-werewolf reader. also i went a little off-prompt but it's still the same in essence, and all the important bits are included, just shuffled up a little. oh and yes the title is a line from the song older, but i used it mostly because dear is a sweet petname, and butterflies have delicate wings. i think i'm clever. oh and if you're new here, i hate writing dialogue and it shows in this also if you want to see some really cool drawings of poisonous plants, send me an ask (please) because one of my favourite things ever are vintage botanical drawings (this will make sense in a minute dw)

warnings: n/a. just some sweetness. there is swearing though so idk if that counts as a warning

pronouns: she/her (maybe she/they? i can't remember if i threw in a 'they' lmao)

Once a month - sometimes twice if you were incredibly unlucky - you were kicked out of your room for two days while your roommate had a handful of her younger cousins over. 

Before Nevermore, you loved the full moon. Now you had a love-hate relationship. You still loved the moon itself, but you never enjoyed showing up at your friend’s dorm, backpack over your shoulder and sleeping bag tucked under your arm, sheepishly asking if you could once again sleep on their floor. You could, in theory, go back to your room to sleep as your roommate and cousins wouldn’t be there, instead transformed into wolves and galavanting around the woods. But in your second month at Nevermore, you did that, and woke up to a room full of the less-than-dressed human werewolves, some of whom had chosen your bed to curl up on, with you still in it. Never again. 

Full moons on the weekend were the worst. With no classes to occupy your time, you often found yourself moving from place to place around campus to find somewhere you could hide out before getting bored and moving on. 

Xavier watched as you jogged past the archery field, headphones in and running shoes muddied. It wasn’t unusual to see you go past during club practice, though you tended to avoid it after a downpour. He’d asked you about it once, after seeing you in the library one rainy Saturday afternoon.

“My room already smells like wet dog at the best of times, I’m not going to add to that.” Your voice was light with humour; you adored Sofi and she always made sure to not bring in any smells with her. But the comment stuck with Xavier and the next time you were sat next to each other in Torture through History, he sketched out a wolf before moving his hand to bring it out of the page. You giggled quietly as the ashen wolf shook itself, small flecks mimicking water coming off, then curled up next to your hand. You had smiled down at it fondly as it fell asleep before dissolving into charcoal dust, leaving a light smudge on your hand. Xavier watched you and pretended not to notice the warmth that came to his face as you looked up at him, the fond look still in your eyes. 

“Xavier, are you going to take your shot? Or you just going to keep staring at ‘em?” He shot up a middle finger over his shoulder before turning to follow its movement to see his club mates smirking over at him. 

After ducking into Ash’s room to change into more comfortable clothes, you make your way down to the library. Ash was generally the most reliable for having space on their floor for you to crash, the thin roll-out mattress a permanent feature in the beanbag corner of the dorm. 

On your way, you detour to your room to kick your muddy runners under your bed, though not before making an ‘I’m watching you’ motion toward a curled-up Sofi with a smile. 

It wasn’t uncommon for couples to be hidden away in the library, especially not on an overcast weekend. But the Grimmstone library was the only library on campus that held an original copy of an 1800s toxic botany encyclopaedia. 

After a few false turns with quick apologies to the interrupted couples, you finally found the right - and luckily empty - aisle. With your forefinger running gently along the worn spines, you made your way down the rows of books, glancing at the names of authors until you found the one you were looking for. 

After carefully sliding the hardcover book off the shelf - nearly dropping it as the loose plastic dust cover slipped - you sat down at one of the desks lining the centre of the room and began flicking through. You flicked the book to the back, finger running down the yellowed page until you reached the name you were looking for: aconitum.

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“Big scary werewolf and you’re afraid of a little butterfly?” You laughed as you wandered into Plant Toxicology with Sofi. 

“It flew right into my face!” She waved her free hand in front of her, mimicking the butterfly’s movements. 

“And you squealed!” As you laughed, Sofi gently hip-checked you, nudging you toward your usual desk, before laughing with a shake of her head and walking toward her own. You nodded hello to Yoko as you sat beside her. 

“Alight, class. Group paper time.” The sounds of groans and heads hitting tables bounced around the room. “I know, I know. Now, rows one and three, turn around and give a little wave to your partner.”

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You were hours early to meet your study buddy, but it was a non-issue. The time alone allowed you to make meticulous notes on the plant before worrying about formatting them into a presentable paper. 

The notes you made were messy, quick dot points from the encyclopaedia that could make into a decent assessment. The paper was only short anyway, the first report of the semester that was more of a benchmark than a large percentage of your grade. 

Headphones in, it wasn’t long until you found yourself with your feet up on the seat and book resting open on your thighs, reaching around your bent knees to occasionally take notes. 

You were in the middle of triple-checking the spelling of a latin nomenclature when a flit of grey out the corner of your eye caught your attention. But as you turned your head to see what it was, all you could see was another couple darting down an aisle, whispering to each other. You shook your head with an amused exhale before turning back to your note-taking. 

Just as you leaned forward to take a note, you saw the grey again. But this time, instead of a moment at the side of your vision, the grey moved in front of you just long enough to make out the shape of a butterfly before it landed on the tip of your nose. 

Cross-eyed to stare at the charcoal insect, you pulled out the headphones slowly, trying not to disturb it. You knew it wasn’t real, recognising the trademark sketch lines of Xavier’s art. 

Another pair of butterflies began to flutter in front of you, bouncing off of each other with tiny plumes of dust. You let out a small giggle and the bug on your nose darted away, flying right into the other two where all three of them exploded into a shower of dark powder onto the desk. Once the last of the dust landed, you turned quickly to look over your shoulders, dropping your feet to the floor, trying to find the artist.

You met Xavier’s eye as he folded his sketchbook closed in his right hand. His head was tilted with a smile as he made his way toward you, backpack slung over his shoulder. 

“Howdy, howdy partner.” You wriggled your fingers to wave as he pulled out the chair beside you, dropping down and letting his bag fall to the floor. As he did, you noticed that Xavier’s pulled-back hair was a messy damp, the kind that comes with being caught in the rain. 

“Started the fun without me.” He gestured lazily to your notebook and the two thick library books in front of you (at some point during your research you wandered back to the shelf and found a second book with information on the deadly plant).

“Wanted to make you jealous, of course.” You shot him a wink with a small giggle, turning back to your book just in time to miss the tips of Xavier’s ears go pink. “The butterflies were definitely a welcome distraction though,” you thanked, turning in your chair to face him fully, “I felt like I was going cross-eyed staring at these pages.” 

“I’m happy to distract.” Xavier sent you a dopey smile and raised one hand to flatten down flyaways, and you bit the inside of your lip while ignoring the warmth that grew on your face. In your attempt to break eye-contact and hopefully get rid of the blush, your gaze flicked down to his mouth and caught him licking his lips. 

Almost in sync, you and Xavier looked away from each other and as you looked over at the textbook, you heard him clear his throat. 

“Okay, so,” Xavier broke the silence after a moment, “what have you got so far?”

You quickly delved into giving him a rundown of the notes you had made so far, explaining ideas you had come up with for it. However, you made a point of not looking up at him. It was a little awkward at times, where you would catch yourself beginning to look at him but quickly found a drawing of the purple flower far too important to not look over at. 

Neither of you noticed that the sun had set until the howls of classmates made their way from this distance, the sound causing both of you to turn and look out the window. 

“Shit, I didn’t realise how late it had gotten.” During the week, there was an 8pm curfew, but over the weekend library hours were extended and they were a little more lenient with the time you had to be back at your dorm giving you until midnight to be back. There was just one downside to being in the library late.

“Oh my god we missed dinner.” Xavier sounded devastated at the realisation, and you looked over to see him with the back of his hand pressed dramatically to his forehead. 

“You hungry?” It wasn’t long past dinnertime, but because of the routine that came with living at Nevermore, you knew the answer would be yes. “I may or may not have some snacks hidden in my dorm.” He perked up, and though he would never tell, he was more than a little excited to be spending more time alone with you.

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Xavier sat awkwardly on your bed as you kicked off your shoes and began to pull a box out from under your bed. Pushing some heavy clothing out of the way, you pulled out a bag of chips and a couple of packets of sweets. 

“It’s not really a dinner, but it’s food.” You showed him the food you had stashed, offering it weakly. Xavier scooched himself onto the floor, patting the space beside him and you sat yourself down cross-legged. 

As Xavier pulled open the chip bag, you sent Ash a message saying you might be over late, but would try to be as quiet as possible. They sent back a thumbs up, and you shoved away your phone just in time for the chips to be held out in front of you.

Between the sweets and bag of chips, you and Xavier managed to talk about anything that came to mind as time quickly moved by. During your time, both of you got more relaxed, losing any vague semblance of good posture and leaned against the side of your bed. And maybe closer to each other, but only maybe. 

Xavier pulled his sketchbook out of his backpack and leaned forward, listening to you talk as he drew. He hid his sketchbook from you as you tried leaning over him, giggling into his ear as you did. 

You let your body flop onto the ground beside him, staring up leaning on your hand as he readjusted how he was sitting to keep hiding what he was drawing from you. Then he tucked his pencil behind his ear and held his hand above the page. 

Lifting up with a rain of dust, a dozen small butterflies began to flit around your room. They bounced off each other, spinning in circles as they danced.

Much like the interruption of howls earlier in the evening, you are brought back into reality by the buzzing of your phone against the hardwood floor. 

“I don’t mean to stop you from whatever you’re doing,” Ash skipped the greeting as you answer the call, “but if you’re sleeping here tonight you might want to think about showing up soon.” 

“Hello to you too.” Sitting up properly, you watched Xavier as he turned on his phone screen and showed you the time, and you widened your eyes. “Oh fuck. Okay, thanks, Ash. Be there soon.” Xavier stood first, offering you a hand to pull you up which you happily took pretending not to notice the way he squeezed your hand shortly when you stood.

“I can walk you over if you want.” You were already shaking your head at the offer, knowing that you would be cutting it thin getting to Ash’s dorm and Xavier’s dorm house was in the opposite direction.

“No, it’s okay. I don’t want to be the reason you get in trouble.” He held the door open for you, leaning on the outer frame. As he pulled it shut his arm brushed your side. 

There was a beat of silence as neither of you wanted to move. Although you had spent the night hanging out, the softness in that moment was different and not something you wanted to break.

Steeling yourself for a moment, you darted forward and kissed Xavier on the cheek, turning and beginning to walk away before you could see how he reacted. 

Xavier watched as you moved quickly away, his cheeks and ears pink, He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times trying to figure out how to react. Once you disappeared around the corner, he let out a breath and sheepishly smiled to himself.

comments and reblogs are appreciated! as are asks about the fic!

rambles, feel free to ignore: this fic isn't… okay so i hold myself to very high standards which is a problem with my brain and things, and i need to stop doing that because i end up giving up on things that aren't perfect instead of appreciating that i have made something and it's mine and from my brain. again, a problem i need to sort out. but all this being said!! by my self-imposed standards this isn't amazing, and really i'm posting it as a "here! it's done! take it before i take it back and destroy it!" and that's only happening because it was a request from a mutual.

tl;dr: these rambles are more to say that i like this fic, and i'm happy enough with it, but my standards are so high that i don't think it's good enough. which is a common thing with creatives and just know that what you make is good because it's yours and you made it, and that's all that matters!

#char rambles #char writes #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x you #xavier thorpe x y/n #reader insert fic #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe oneshot #xavier thorpe blurb #char's mutuals #˚:✧｡• julie #xavier thorpe reader insert

[lovebugcody]

15 questions, 15 people !!

tagged by @faeology <3

nickname; technically char is my nickname and i really don't have any others

sign; aries sun, saggitarius moon, capricorn rising 

height; 5'7

last thing i googled; um...red plum season australia. i've been craving them and they aren't in season yet :(

song stuck in my head; this or that by the sidemen (bad/cheap team) but specifically the "this or this or this or this or SANTA GET OUT OF MY HOUSE *wroetoshaw mating*" bit

number of followers; 769 (nice)

amount of sleep; 7-8 hours but i still feel tired because my body hates me

wearing; cotton on bike pants/gym shorts and the black take my hand tour shirt (i have worn it basically every day bar when it was washed since i got it last week. i'm fighting post-concert depression with my seeing 5sos live high)

dream job; i don't have one. but i owe that to being physically incapable of seeing a future for myself so a dream job is useless. a streamer sounds fun though and i do love vid-ya james

movies/books that summarise you; (i have had one main character moment in my entire life so i cannot think of a single book or movie that feels right)

favourite song; at the moment i would have to say flatline by 5sos.

favourite instrument; ooooh that i've played it would be piano.

aesthetic; light academia x grunge cottagecore, dappled sunlight on a stone wall, marble statues left forgotten and to be draped in vines, the stars that fight through light pollution even when you're in the city, the smell an hour after the rain, when you're alone in a library running a finger down the spines of encyclopedias

favourite authors; susan collins and michael grant. i haven't read enough classics or non ya fiction books to have "grown up" favourites lmao

random fun fact; i would call myself a hopeless romantic because i love the soft, sappy things that come with being in love - although i can't stand romcoms, too much second-hand embarrassment - but i am also deeply aware that it is almost guaranteed that i will never be in love because i as a person am unlovable. also my favourite dinosaur is the basic but beloved triceratops

tagging (i don't have 15 mutuals, so i'm doing my best. also if you've already been tagged sorry); @websterss @blanknamed @disgustingtoast @ash-soka @geoguessbur @nettherite @chrismequick @genesisrose74 @cativusfloresco @salted-caramel-tea @two-bats @logangarfieldss @afellowofinfinitejest

#char rambles #˚:✧｡• tagged #char's mutuals #˚:✧｡• tag game

[wybienova]

returning to my TRUE FORM with a huge ass page of doodles

some sort of closeups here :3

#i like to draw small :3 #also i remembered smth my mutual did once #(hi buddy) #and so u can see me changing up the little .. helmet light thing #love to draw them emoting with it too #wybs art #pikmin #pikmin 4 #pikmin 4 spoilers #slightly .. loubert there #olimar #louie pikmin #not tagging any of the other chars though since this is a whole page of stuff #they’re just there a lot #i gotta figure out how to draw the rest of the rescue corps…. #i just know shepherd . and then olimar and louie . and the protag #i just realized like every drawing is olimar looking sad and tired . give my man a break

[cordate-chordata]

Ough god they grew in size and became bipedal

Snatched "Orbot fox" idea from @kristhesheep . "Cubot with that skintone" wasn't snatched but drawing it I immediately realized it's like the one their Cupid has

Bros in singular under cut. Not Metal Sonic. This isn't about it

#Okay I'm gonna start tagging stuff as sth delta au because I keep drawing chars in relation to my fanfic who don't appear in fic #sth delta au #cubot #orbot #metal sonic #sth #cubox the echidna #orbit the fox #Like. Okay. Orbot and Cubot are in the delta mutuality fic but they don't look like this

[tenpixelsusie]

always thinking about that one deltarune post that's like "i thimk noelle should be jewish"

#ALSO GENUINE QUESTION TO MY JEWISH MUTUALS. is it ok if i hc a character as jewish even if im not. esp chars ljke noelle

[blondbrat]

all my moots and followers I LUV YOU ♡ y’all are so stunning I wanna kiss u :))

#꒰ mutuals ꒱ #꒰ chars babbles ꒱

[spoiledsprings]

assorted artificer and co doodles

#i'm stuck and i hate you and i don't want to be here #- but i have nowhere else to go #rw artificer #rw five pebbles #five pebbles #slightly inconsistent as some of these are months apart #+ different stylizations of the same char #rw gourmand #rw lttm #looks to the moon #rainworld art #context to the last drawing is artificer when she first lost her pups / younger artie vs older artie who's attached to pebbles #i think pebbles n artie did not immediately like eachother. it was a mutual hatred of until they warmed up to eachother #they're both very mad. about the cards they've been dealt by this world. about losing the ones they loved. etc etc #oh also skateboarding pebbles lol #also also artie taking her son for ice cream. very important. #again. if u read all my tags. gold star + vegetable of your choosing for you !!! #SHOOT WAIT #blood #I FORGOT TO TAG FOR IMPLIED BLOOD

[timothylawrence]

send me a pic of your tav/durge or a description with a little blurb about them and i'll let you guys know how Rana would get along with them.... !!

#ewbie.txt #i thought this would be fun!!!!!!!!!!! #asks r welcome !!!!!!! #also doesnt have to be mutuals ! anyone is welcome to submit their character hehehe <3! #also all of these would be semi-posistive at the least because 1. i cant be mean to other people or their chars.

[suru1990]

guess whos bday is it ‼️‼️‼️‼️

#char and his silly mutuals #char talks about weird shit

[satsuha]

i bought 🦄overlord kinda on a whim but i'm really enjoying it so far! has a nice mix of srpg battles and jrpg exploration that i like and the art is so pretty

#satsusays #im not very far and i dont see a lot of tweets of ppl playing even tho i know a few mutuals are so just in case: #no spoilers pwease #im pretty sensitive to any kind of spoilers even char/mechanic wise and ive alr seen some things i wish i found out myself #but still.. wauhg... nice game

[adanseydivorce]

what even is wrong with white authors why does your brain work like that.

#diversity loss the bi traumatized boy and the gay depressed boy finally kissed #but then made racist jokes about an Asian char to flirt and also deflect jealousy of him hanging with their mutual homoerotic white friend #I knew it was bad but not quite This bad. #s speaks #racism cw #Maggie touch grass pls #s rereads trc

[vgilantee]

char's ao3 crashcourse for tumblr fic writers

hello and welcome to char's ao3 crash course for tumblr fic writers. the main target audience for this post is the gorgeous sav of @faeology but instead of fighting with the tumblr dm system, i figured why not just make it a post that i can format a little nicer! the images won't have alt id's but i will do my best to describe the steps so that the images help, but aren't required!

so, you've posted a fic to tumblr (and maybe wattpad) and want to post it on archive of our own (ao3) to reach a broader audience. but the formatting and site is a little intimidating to jump into, which is okay! the site has no algorithm because it's an archive. i can make another post on how to search for fics if you need a hand, but for now i'll only explain what is required to be able to post your fic to make it super easy for people to come across it

if you don't already have an account, you'll need to press "get invited" and wait for an email to make your account. depending on how much traffic is moving through, it may take a little bit to get the email. but don't stress, you will get it.

once you're in and logged in, go to the top right of the site and click post. a drop down will come up with either "new work" or "import work"

you can import your fic, but i don't because i write outside of tumblr and therefore am already copying and pasting the work. you will likely need to adjust some formatting the post if you import it, but if you're okay with that, then feel free! just paste the url into the URLs box

for the rest of this post, i'm going to explain the steps of "new work", though some steps overlap

so once you've clicked on new post you're faced with lots of sections of settings, starting with tags

within rating there is 5 categories: "not rated", "general audiences", "teen and up audiences", "mature" and "explicit". please rate your fics. it helps with filtering. think of the ratings like movie ratings. if you aren't sure what one means, there is a post explaining them, and i can find it if people need it!

next is archive warnings: "choose not to use an archive warning" (ao3 describes this one as "Use this if you don't want to warn for anything. You may also choose this option if you don't know what you should warn for; if you don't like warning for certain topics or warnings in general; if you want to avoid some spoilers, but not others; etc."), "graphic depictions of violence", "major character death", "no archive warnings apply", "rape/non-con" and "underage". once again, please use this correctly. select all that apply, some people rely on these for filtering

fandoms is pretty self explanatory. just tag the fandom. when you type in the fandom, a drop down of suggestions will appear, make sure you select the right one to help people find your fic in the fandom

with categories, this section is optional but is really important for reader insert/ship fics, because they denote the genders within the relationship. the information of this section from ao3 is:

"here are 6 categories of works on the Archive. While here we have given an interpretation of the abbreviations, the exact definitions of these vary from fandom to fandom and fan to fan; use whichever you feel are applicable, or else none: F/F - Female/Female relationships F/M - Female/Male relationships Gen - General: no romantic or sexual relationships, or relationships which are not the main focus of the work M/M - Male/Male relationships Multi - More than one kind of relationship, or a relationship with multiple partners Other - Other relationships"

for relationships, you need to know the difference between "character/character" and "character & character". the former is a ship or romantic relationship, the latter is platonic or familial. do not get them confused with familial to save yourself being found by the wrong people

when adding characters only tag the characters that are actually in the fic. think tumblr's tag system. don't tag people that aren't there like you wouldn't add an unrelated tag to a post (you won't get reported as spam there but you will piss people off)

finally is additional tags. use this to tag the fic type (fluff, angst, hurt/comfort etc), and also additional warnings that aren't covered in the check boxes above. you can also add things like "tommy and wilbur are princes and technoblade is a feral god that philza picked up from the woods" which is your own rambles and also additional info about the fic or a half joking summary (that is an actual tag from one of my favourite fics that breaks my heart every time i read it. it's beautiful). it is also very common to put your "no beta we die like [character]" tag here

NEXT! the preface section

here you add the fic title, the fic summary, and tick whether you have notes at the beginning and/or end. those are your authors notes and will give you either one or two new boxes to add your notes to (ignore the pseuds box. if you're new you will only have the one username appear.)

then there is the associations box

here you are required to set the language of your fic, whatever that may be. you can also tick if your fic has multiple chapters, is a part of a series, or was published on a different date (i usually end up using this box because i forget to post my fic on ao3 for a coupe of weeks lmao)

for most people, the privacy section isn't used but it's important to know what it all means, just in case

registered users are people who have verified their accounts, meaning only people who are logged in will be able to read your fic. comment moderation is what it sounds like, you have to manually post a comment publicly. then you can choose who can leave comments

finally the meat of your fic, the work text

by default, it will be set to HTML, and unless you know how to use HTML to format a fic, switch over to rich text (or if, like me, you can't be bothered coding the fic you just put all your brain power into posting)

rich text will give you the following options:

most of which are self-explanatory, so the only one i will over is the line next to the quotation mark. i use image dividers when posting on tumblr, and while i can also do that on ao3, it can fuck with the formatting. so that line inserts a nice little divider that will fit the formatting regardless of whether the reader is on desktop or mobile!

then you can press post and you're good to go! the fic goes live and is ready for the world of ao3 to read! you can also press preview to check the formatting is just how you like, but sometimes you just have to say "fuck it, we ball" and post the fic lmao

if you have any questions feel free to ask! hopefully i have made this all super clear, but if you need clarification i am happy to rephrase to help you out!

#char rambles #main blog moots #char's mutuals #ao3 posting basics #rhp housekeeping #˚:✧｡• vee

[lovebugcody]

witchcraft & demonology looks really cool holy shit

all the information on the course tells me that there's going to be a lot of information on the social psychology of witchcraft and demonology which, considering psych is my major, it feels very fitting. because the one sentence summary is "Welcome to [course code] Witchcraft and Demonology, where we will analyse the concepts of witchcraft and demonology that permeated early modern Western European culture from the late fifteenth century to the early eighteenth century, breeding fear, and anxiety, and resulting in the persecution and execution of some of the most vulnerable members of society." which just... god what about that doesn't draw one in!

(there is a note that if there are less than 20 enrolled then the class won't run so fingers, toes and any other appendages crossed that it runs)

#char's mutuals #two-bats #˚:✧｡• aryn #˚:✧｡• paper bin

[gomacave]

Knocks on the sfkr scene. Its so dire in here.

#im not saying my version is better but how does nobody interpret them like me except for like 5 ppl who im alr interacting w #i love u mutuals and followers who understand me #i think its important to me that seph is desperate and pathetic. shes my meow meow........ #txt #critical talk #i think a lot of ppl arent interested in seph/cloud as individuals but like sfkr a lot but dont think as much ab how- #-they are as standalone chars before theyr shipped #which is fine i dont mind a good yaoification its just. less interesting to me #delete later

[excelsiorfics]

remind me not to let go of this home

Date: March 29 2020 Author: pymparticle, catboydogma Rating: Teen Word Count/Status: 933, complete Dynamic: Hank McCoy/Simon Williams Characters: Hank McCoy, Simon Williams Tags: Fluff, Cuddling, Mutual Pining

Summary: Just two bros taking a nap, nothing odd about that. Hell, they slept together all the time.

…not that kind of sleeping together.

They lived together! They were flatmates, or whatever you were supposed to call it. Simon got cold and sometimes Hank got uncomfortably warm and this was a middle ground they had both silently agreed on.

Besides, everyone knew it wasn’t gay if you still had socks on.

#rating: teen #uni: 616 #team: avengers #char: hank mccoy #char: simon williams #dyn: hank mccoy/simon williams #tag: cuddling #tag: fluff #tag: mutual pining #length: <1k #status: complete #category: one-shot #rel: m/m

[jus-alilcomforblelad]

man, getting into popular media late is a minefield of spoilers i hadn't fully realised

like i'm watching multiple episodes daily and i have to refrain from searching for as many gifs and pictures and posts as i can grab with my tiny little racoon hands?? for fear of spoilers??? i will Perish.

#this is about #the terror #i am uh just a bit late to that #considering 2020 #but my god #every day i get closer to searching for those gremlins #did attempt to skirt around the edges and #saw a spoiler for my favourite char's death ep #so #i am dying here #there's not even that many episodes and yet #fandom nonspecific #ernie-mutuals #typhoons-mutual #ernie-spin-cycle #ernie-speaks