#*cries in bisexual annoyance*/frustration

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

I made it better

I'm assuming this is because of me getting annoyed at Azutara shippers in my other blog and calling them and Tyzula fans the "Azula fandom's equivalent of Zutara and Zukka" XD

Anyways *grabs a megaphone and gets on a soap-box*

As a bisexual woman that would go crazy with joy if Azula was gay/bi, and that ships her with Ty Lee and Mai, and even Toph and Suki every now and then, let me make one thing very clear here: Azula DOES have a confirmed canon sexuality, and it's straight. Heterosexual. Likes guys and only guys. The idea that ANY gay ship was CANON in ATLA, a show made in 2005 by a kid's Network, is ridiculous.

Azula explicitly stated that she has tried to flirt with boys before and it never worked out because they are scared of her. She was jealous that boys were paying attention to Ty Lee - and while fanfic writers, and even I, like to say stuff like "Oh, you don't like them getting too close to your gilfriend, Azula?" it's VERY CLEAR that the show was going for the classic "Why do they like her and not ME?" aka she wanted attention from GUYS. She wanted to hook up with Chan, and immediately went for "Let's conquer the world together!" after one kiss. Even the up-coming Azula comic has her dreaming of a guy trying to flirt with her and calling her pretty.

For fuck's sake, Grey Delisle already admiting to voicing the scene between Azula and Zuko as if Azula was trying to seduce her own brother. Meanwhile, even though she likes Tyzula now, when asked about the ship her first reaction was the same as the one every actor, writer and/or showrunner had to hearing about popular gay ships: "I did not see that coming."

It might seem surreal nowadays that the Network let the show get away with incest bait but gay characters were out of question, but that's what happened because, surprise surprise, homophobia was still going strong. Hell, it's still going strong TODAY.

Lots of Nickelodeon shows from the 90's and early/mid 2000's tried to get away with implying or flat out saying "This character is gay" and it ALWAYS resulted in banned episodes, some of which became lost media because the Network was just that desperate to bury any evidence of it to avoid controversy. Even characters that never had any love interests ever were assumed to be straight - not as in "treat them as being straight unless we say otherwise" but in "They are straight because that's the only thing allowed to exist in kid's media." There was no "otherwise" to be heard of. Fitting for years that followed the policy literally called "DON'T ASK, DON'T TELL."

THAT was the general sentiment around homosexuality at the time, especially on TV (KIDS TV, I remind you): pretend you don't know that's a thing.

Even The Legend Of Korra, that parts of the fandom still pretends did anything for gay representation, had the creators (the same who made ATLA) that they never even bothered to ask Nickelodeon if they could Korrasami happen, and thus kept the whole love triangle, with the girls fighting over a GUY, going. It wasn't until the very end that they had the guts to ask "Can we make them hold hands in the finale?" and Nick said "Sure, the final season will basically not be aired on TV anyways." Bryke even had to state ONLINE that "Yes, they are a couple." Only THEN, with the positive response from audiences, that neither the writers nor the Network had thought could ever gain any sympathy for the show, did they make Korra and Assami have an actual relationship in the Korra comics.

Do these guys sound like the type that would leave a character's sexuality up for debate or even try to write a gay couple into the show IN 2005, years before Korra was allowed to get away with a slight hint of gayness that to be explained on Twitter?

They didn't make Azula's attempts to win guys over fail to show she was a gay teen trying too hard to be something she was not, her envy that Ty Lee was getting a ton of attention from boys while she wasn't was meant to be taken as EXACTLY that, and no cutesy moment between her and her friends was meant to be taken as anything other just gals being pals.

We can, and should, point out that it is unfair that gay relationships were treated as "too adult" while straight romances weren't. We can change any character's sexuality in fanfics. We can ship whatever the hell we like. But claiming Azula was EVER meant to be seen as anything other than a 100% straight girl that just sucked at flirting and thus was struggling to get a boyfriend is just a flat out lie.

She's not bisexual. She's not a lesbian. Her sexuality was not "left up to debate" because THERE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE A DEBATE!

Again, I would love a bisexual Azula (provided that wasn't handled by people like Yang and Bryke, who see her as nothing more than an ableist stereotype), but let's not kid ourselves here.

Nickelodeon is not our "ally", they're a company that wants your money. Bryke, by their own admission, were not revolutionaries who pushed for gay representation and were ready to give up on the idea of same-sex relationship with no resistence if the Network told them "no, only straight romances allowed". Korra was no Steven Universe or even Adventure Time, it was basically Disney with it's 50th "first" gay character that gets five seconds of screentime. Azula's sexuality absolutely WAS confirmed and it is (sadly for me) heterosexual.

And to the people that claim to love headcanons for bisexual Azula, but still insist I should only ship her with women, or make her strongly prefer women, or only have had bad experiences with men and positive ones with women, otherwise she'll be "basically straight": your biphobia is showing, stop hating on bi women everytime they shatter your ilusion that we're just confused/in denial and will eventually realize we're actually lesbians.

#azula #azula is straight #*cries in bisexual annoyance*/frustration #homophobia #biphobia

[aghostlybao]

🏳️‍🌈 boggie

anon, thank you so much for responding to my post!! i give you bobby's first ever pride, boggie style!

multicolored steps to bravery

warnings: none. however, if you do find anything you think are triggering then pls send me a msg and tag the reblogs accordingly. thank you!

 navigating through one’s gender/sexuality is confusing and overwhelming, especially when you’re at an age where society expects you to have an established sense of self. it is absolutely okay to remain uncertain of what label, if any, suits you best. and it is also okay to change the label you’ve chosen to identify yourself as somewhere down the line or to forgo labels altogether. 

or bobby watches his friends grow && celebrate their gender/sexuality with pride while he ends up even more confused && thinks that he's running out of time to figure out where he belongs.

writing below the cut. excuse my grammar, english is difficult af but i hope you enjoy it

                           

multicolored steps to bravery

There were times Bobby felt like an outsider, an audience witnessing the growth of his friends rather than growing with them. While Alex found out about his sexuality at 12, Luke following right after, and Reggie two years later, but Bobby at 18, still didn’t know where he belonged in the gender and sexuality spectrum. And every year, as his friends went through heartbreaks, his own experience never went past an awkward peck on the lips during a spin-the-bottle game when he was 13. While they grew confident and proud, showcasing their gender and sexuality, and becoming supportive figures to the younger students at their high school since sophomore year; Bobby reeled back and firmly smiled as others labeled him as the token straight friend of the group.

But at 23, Bobby finally found the courage to join his friends at the annual pride festivities, while still being 100% unsure of his identity. Bobby lounged on the living room sofa, feet nonchalantly propped up on the coffee table, and munched on sliced green apples dipped in sriracha sauce as they put the finishing touches to their outfits.

Reggie stole the fruit out of his hand, “you okay?”

“Yeah, Reg.” He happily fed the bassist another slice, “just sleepy.” Bobby was grateful that Reggie remained quiet about the obvious lie that came out of his mouth.

Reggie did a 360-degree turn on the spot and wiggled his fingers when he came to a stop. “What do you think? Willie painted the back panel,” he turned away and showcased the very artwork he was talking about, a bass guitar in the colors of the bisexual flag. “Julie added the studs!”

His own outfit, dull and monotone, wasn’t even worth comparing against their elaborate looks.

Bobby tried, really tried not to entertain him not belonging, or that it affected him every time a stranger screamed in delight, gave them high fives, and with some going as far as giving hugs because of the colors that adorned their bodies. But it was difficult not to when they were bouncing with so much excitement that it made his head spin. Reggie’s presence didn’t even register until his hand received a comforting squeeze. “You okay, Bee?”

When had he stopped walking? Bobby mechanically smiled, forcibly making the outer corner of his eyes crinkle. “yeah dude, just got lost in my thoughts. We should catch up with them.” Neither of them moved from the spot.

Right before them were rows of pride flags varying in sizes and colors to represent the entire LGBTQIA+ community. The growing crowd turned into a blur of multicolored identities, from Alex and his partner, Willie in their rainbow splattered dungarees with the demisexual flag painted on one of Willie’s pant leg to Luke’s arms covered in swirls of pink, yellow, and cyan. And Reg, Reggie’s leather jacket customized with magenta, lavender, and royal blue studs, and the hand-painted bass guitar in the same colors was a stark contrast to his full black outfit.

“Reg?” Bobby still didn’t have the answer to the question he’s been asking himself since Alex came out to them at 12, “I don’t think I’m straight... or gay, or bi, or pan…” He continued when Reggie took hold of both his hands, a silent encouragement to keep going. “Actually, I have no clue what to identify as, not the way all of you do. I-I thought I was asexual but then I found out about its sub-identities, then people started referring to me as the token straight.”

Bobby rolled his shoulders back, lifting his head to return Reggie’s gaze. “I was hoping I’d have it all figured out by now but I’m thinking that it may never happen.” He briefly searched for any sign that he should stop talking but Reggie met uncertainty with a soft smile. “I like you.” He dropped to a squat, groaning in frustration. Talk about finesse. He swore under his breath, “I had this entire confession planned out, and I fu-And you’re laughing at me!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I’ve never heard you speak for long or look so scared. Remember that rottweiler living across the school and Luke dared me to go pet it?”

“Yeah, you cried and fainted.”

“Exactly!”

“I don’t get it…”

“That’s how I feel towards you!”

“You’re... scared of me?”

Reggie crouched down in front of him, beaming, “yeah! Wait. No! I was in the beginning, you were super cool and I told the guys that it was unfair how you owned the ‘haven’t slept but still hot’ look while I looked like a turtle every morning!” Halfway through his ramblings, the two of them had changed their position and comfortably sat crossed-legged in the middle of the street. Bobby was far too entranced to care about the looks of annoyance being thrown at them.

“My point is,” he pursed his lips, “I like you too, Bobby.” To prevent Bobby from countering, Reggie pushed his cheeks together, making him look like an inverted version of a pufferfish.

“And before you ask, it’s good enough for me. We don’t even have to put a label on it!”

“I don’t know... being called your boyfriend sounds nice.”

“It does?”

“Yeah, Reg.”

“Okay, boyfriend.”

“Ew.” Bobby quickly stood up, cackling as Reggie chased him through the multicolored crowd.

#anon response #jatp one shot #jatp au #boggie #bobby jatp #bobby supremacy #reggie peters #jatp drabble #boggie brain rot #jatp #just writing stuff #short one shot #astrowritings

[spilledginger]

Meph & Riley

Meph Steele

Age: 42

Gender: Agender

Pronouns: Any pronouns, but no She/Her

Sexual & Romantic Orientation: Bisexual, Demiromantic

Height: 1.80 m / 5′9 ft

Powers: Pyromancy, possession, levitation, immortal(?)

Voice headcanon: Brian David Gilbert

Riley Thompson

Age: 46

Gender: Agender

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, It/Its

Sexual & Romantic Orientation: Pansexual, Panromantic

Height: 2.10 m / 6′8 ft

Powers: Healing, several types of magic (white arts, dream manipulation, light manipulation), flight (has wings that are retractable), immortal(?)

Voice Headcanon: Tom Ellis

More details (about the characters and Meph’s role with a canon character) under the cut!

Meph

Meph has never been the most calm person. They’re always talking about something or doing something. That something isn’t always useful of course, but if it’s doable it must be done

They’re extremely flirty (towards people older than them), but will stop when someone is uncomfortable

They’re quite the prankster, especially when they’re bound to someone

Speaking of being bound to someone, when Meph saves someone’s life, they automatically become their guardian demon. Meph was never in a situation like this, until the present time when they had to save Hanzo

That of course meant that Meph was forced to become Hanzo’s guardian demon, to Hanzo’s annoyance. This is the source of a lot of shenanigans happening (Meph showing up in Hanzo’s bathroom or bedroom uninvited, but also eventually Meph becoming Hanzo’s wingman and viceversa)

Meph also has the power of possession, but only does it when absolutely needed and the other one is okay with it. Their possessions aren’t fully Meph, but also not fully the other person. They turn into some kind of mix of personalities (Meph’s personality being most noticeable) and gain one or two new powers (I’ll make a seperate post that goes more in depth about this)

They can be quite foolish and careless, since it’s incredibly hard to kill them. This also makes them put their friends in danger, since they act impulsively and don’t always think of the consequences

They’re also quite cocky and put on a metaphorical mask a lot of times to not show any weakness

Riley

Riley is the order to Meph’s chaos, the logic to their impulsiveness. He’s organized and thoughtful

He spends a lot of time healing Meph after they got into unnecessary fights

Riley is quite a loving person. A lot of people look up to him and he has the same type of energy as someone’s favorite English or Drama teacher would have

He gives the best hugs and is amazing at comforting people. He’s able to use some of his magic to make the other person feel more relaxed. You’re stressed about some big event coming up? Just hug this giant angel man and you’ll feel way better!

He likes to help out people in need. Kicked out of your home? Riley will help you find a new home. Need your couch moved? Riley will help you with carrying it

He’s not afraid of showing any emotions. He cries when he needs to, he laughs when he’s happy, etc. The only emotion he doesn’t fully show is anger, unless he’s absolutely furious

But he has a lot of emotions and can get incredibly anxious. Looking after people can be incredibly stressful and he cares more about others than he does about himself. He doesn’t take any breaks until it’s too late

He can be quite overprotective sometimes. He gets quite frustrated by Meph’s reckless behavior and bottles up his emotions about it until he eventually snaps at them

Their relationship

They balance eachother out quite nicely, even though Meph is a bit too much sometimes

They both really enjoy PDA, especially hugging

They alternate between top and bottom bunk

Riley is basically the only person I can ship Meph with without it being a crackship

(I’ll probably use one of those ask memes to post more stuff about their relationship later)

#ares' ocs #meph tag #riley tag #original characters #mortal kombat oc

[ladygiselasencen]

@honorablescythecurie

it’s 1672 words long btw,,, please don’t like or rb ty!!! <3

Leo couldn’t understand what was going on. Why he’d been made to sit in the backseat, why Sammie had stood outside for almost two minutes after he’d gone in, why the car ride had just seemed… off.

Ever since Sammie’s arrival less than a week ago, Gina had seemed different. It wasn’t a bad different, per se, but it was a side of her that Leo had never seen before. He wasn’t sure if he was the only one who noticed, but he hoped he wasn’t.

As he sat down at the greasy table Andre had saved for them, he put his worries out of his mind. They didn’t matter now. Gina would be there, sure, but it wouldn’t just be her and Sammie. Mally and Andre were going to be there, so Leo wouldn’t be alone. Plus, he might be able to ask the other two if they’d noticed the shift in Gina’s personality as well.

“What’s fresh!” he said to Andre as Sammie joined them. “Gina’s just parking, she’ll be right in.”

“Not too much. I didn’t order yet, figured I’d wait for you guys.” He pulled out his phone. “Mally’s almost here. We can wait for her.”

“Hey, Andre.” Sammie’s voice was gentle and soft, a total shift from how she’d been in the car. To say Leo was confused was an understatement. Sure, Sammie was typically more subdued, but this total flip seemed unprecedented. Had something happened? Had he caused it?

His questions remained unanswered as the bells above the door jingled. Gina and Mally walked in together, Gina explaining, “We ran into each other in the parking lot across the street,” The newcomers sat down in two of the vacant wooden  chairs. “You guys wanna go up and order?”

“Sure,” Leo and Andre stood up. Sammie, he noticed, stayed where she was, smiling at Mally. Although he desperately wanted to, he decided not to say anything of it, and instead headed up to the counter with Andre.

“Yo, what is up with girls?” he asked, glancing back at the table. “Did you notice anything?”

“What? Uh, no, I didn’t see anything,” Andre said as he dug through his wallet. “Nothing out of the ordinary.”

“Huh.” There were a lot of words one could use to describe Andre, but Leo never would have included flustered on that list.

“Is something wrong?” Leo pressed.

Andre snapped out of his searching state. “Oh, it’s fine. I was just looking for Susan.” He whipped out a Susan B. Anthony silver dollar. “I thought I lost her.”

The coin gleamed in the dim light of the shop. Andre had found it in a jar of coins at his house years ago, he’d told Leo, and he’d polished it up and put it in a separate pocket of his wallet. What seemed odd to Leo was that there was no way for Susan to get lost. The pocket had a small zipper, and it was separate from the change pocket. Andre’s dismissal made no sense, but Leo didn’t press more.

Everyone seemed off today, and Leo couldn’t understand why. Gina forcing him to sit in the back, Sammie’s mood shift, the likely lie Andre had told him. At least Mally seemed…as normal as she could get. Even across the cafe, Leo could hear her conversations above the quiet chatter of every table closer to him. Mally’s quiet was most people’s average. But what good did a normal Mally do if everyone else was acting strange?

Leo was so lost in thought that he wasn’t even sure he ordered, but by the time he rejoined reality he had a hot chocolate in his hands, indicating that he must have ordered. However, it wasn’t his drink status that brought him back, but instead someone snapping at him.

“Hey, blockhead. You in there?” Mally was snapping her fingers not two inches from his nose. “Yoo-hoo! Someone asked you a question!”

“Get outta my face,” he said as he swatted her hand away.

“No. Gina asked you a question, you dumbass. Answer her.”

“Uh, what was the question?”

“Oh my-”

“What did I do?” Leo cried, exasperated.

“Doesn’t matter!” Gina said as exasperatedly as Leo. “I said, are we doing anything after this? Or just hanging here?”

“I- uh, I’m not- I mean, why are you asking me?” he stammered. Pulling out his phone, he realised they’d been there almost an hour.

“Andre has work, and Sammie and I gotta get home soon. We weren’t planning on doing anything else, were we?” The annoyance in Gina’s tone couldn’t match the anger and frustration that was apparent in her eyes. Last night when they were texting, she had suggested they go downtown after getting coffee, but Leo decided it was best if he didn’t bring it up.

“No, this was it. If you guys have to go, then go.” He wasn’t sure what had happened, but as Gina, Sammie, and Andre said their goodbyes, he stayed seated.

“What the hell is going on?” he asked Mally after a moment. “Gina’s acting weird, Sammie’s acting strange, Andre brushed me off with what I think was a lie? I don’t get it.”

She took a drink of her nearly-empty water bottle and sighed. “You just don’t get it at all, do you?” The corners of her mouth had turned up into a small smile. “I knew you were oblivious, but this is a new level.”

Mally turned her head just enough that she was facing Leo. “Can you connect the dots yourself, or do you need me to hold your hand?”

Leo wasn’t sure what expression his face had, but clearly, it was a look of confusion, because Mally just sighed again.

“Of course you need me to walk you through all of it.” She paused for a long moment before saying, “Gina has a crush on Sammie, and it’s painfully obvious. Sammie has a crush on Gina, but it’s not as evident. There’s some other stuff going on with Sammie that I shouldn’t get into, but whatever. If you just watch them for a minute, the body language of those two, plus the way they act? Please. It’s obvious.”

Leo sat in stunned silence. That was why Gina had been acting strange? And Sammie…he had to admit that something had seemed a bit off about her too.

“So wait, Gina and Sammie like each other?” He remembered that Gina had said something about that once, liking boys and girls, but it still didn’t make sense to Leo. Besides, she’d said it in middle school, and it hadn’t mattered then. A lot of people were dating, but not Gina or Leo. It was still the same old Gina, and he was still the same old Leo. It had never resurfaced until… now, apparently.

“Yeah, that can happen.” Mally looked at him very pointedly. “You do know I’m a lesbian, right? And I dunno about Sammie, but she seems like one too. Gina’s bisexual, which is… without getting into the complicated discussion about transphobia, it basically means she is attracted to both boys and girls. It’s a bit more in-depth than that, but that’s an extremely watered-down definition.”

“Wait- you’re a lesbian?” He knew that wasn’t what he should be focusing on, but the words escaped his lips before he could stop them.

“I literally told you guys that in fall of freshman year,” she deadpanned. “But that’s not what the issue is right now. Right now it’s about Sammie and Gina. They’re smitten with each other and neither one seems to notice that the other clearly is as well. It’s embarrassing, really.”

“Uh, yeah,” Leo said. “Right- they need to, uh, hang out? Or go on a date? I’m not sure?”

“They need to hang out, yes, but they’re doing that right now. Gina gave you a ride over, right? She left you here with no way home. The pair of ‘em were going to Gina’s, I think. I’m gonna see if I can push them along, maybe, but your best bet is just to not say anything about a relationship. At all. It’ll backfire, trust me.”

Mally’s stoicism had quickly turned to enthusiasm, and she seemed almost breathless. Leo wasn’t sure how he was meant to interpret all of this. “So just...don’t say anything?”

“Yeah, that’s it. By the way, do you need a ride home? Gina kinda dipped without you.”

“Oh, yeah, that would be great. And uh, what was Andre acting all weird?” he asked as he stood up and started gathering the trash left on the table.

“He was? I didn’t notice,” Mally replied as she grabbed her lanyard off the table. “Here, put the garbage in this empty cup, we’ll toss it when we leave.”

“Nuh-uh,” he said. “Don’t brush me off. What’s up?”

“Nothing! Really!” She avoided his gaze, turning to stack up the napkins they hadn’t used.

“That’s bullshit. What is going on?” When she further averted her gaze, he became upset. What was so important that she couldn’t give him a straight answer?

“Mallory Lemmon, you tell me right now.”

“I can’t!” she cried. “He made me promise. He’ll tell you if he wants to. Now, do you want a ride or not?”

Leo took a step back. It wasn’t often that Mally acted like this, so it stood to reason that maybe something really was wrong with Andre. Then again, he knew he couldn’t press more, or he’d lose his ride home.

“Yeah, a ride would be great. Let’s go,” he said, already heading towards the door. He tossed the garbage as he left the building, and stood in the same spot Sammie had barely an hour and a half before. He’d thought it was strange, but now he knew; to stop and stand is to think, to mull over the events that have happened, or will be. Leo knew what had happened, but not what would come. All he knew was that he needed to hope for the best.

[nuzzlepml]

Attracted in Threat

Summary:

Dan is a pastel who is running from a bad person and meets Phil Lester, the only person who can keep him safe for the night.

🎀 "I'm not going to take that," Dan hisses in utter disgust at his so called 'friends'. His friends were making some bad decisions, and it disturbed him. They shouldn't be taking drugs. Dan wasn't into that, his whole life he was taught to do the opposite. "I think I'm going to leave," Dan tells them, hoping they'd snap and beg for him to not leave and that they'll stop. He sighs and walks out of their house, looking back and expecting to see them, but no luck.

🎀 He kept walking, his eyes glued on the path ahead. He just wanted to forget about that, but he glances behind him to see a man. Almost as if he wasn't there, he just sat there and stared into nothing. "Can I help you?" Dan asks in a confused tone, hugging himself. He may be a bit short, but he won't be afraid to pepper spray.

🎀 "Nah, just staring at the road. Don't worry kiddo," the man hisses in a unfriendly tone. Dan doesn't like that, he doesn't like the feeling he's receiving. He notices the man is holding something. He feels something inside him burst as he begins to run full speed. He slides underneath a hole in a fence, running past the small dogs barking at him. He frantically knocks on the door, praying to god that they will answer. He notices the man get closer.

☠️ "What the fuck?" Phil hissed, he sits up from his bed, a tired look. He doesn't bother to put on a shirt and grumpily heads to the front door. He throws the door open and a small boy collapses into his arms, crying frantically. "He's going to hurt me, please! Let me inside!" the boy cries. Phil raises an eyebrow before he notices a figure in the distance run away full speed.

☠️ "Come in," Phil finally says, allowing himself to take pity for once. "Let go of me as well," he says and the boy right away pulls away and blushed. Phil moved away and allows the boy to walk in, his whole body still shaking.

☠️ "What in gods name is going on? Who the fuck are you?" Phil crosses his arms and the boy shivers. "Please don't hurt me. I just came back from a party and that man was there and he had a weapon so I ran and he followed and I entered this yard and all," Dan whispers out.

☠️ "No offense, but your friends are jerks if they didn't go home with you. Or at least walk with you. I mean, it's London and at 12 a clock it's not a good place to be in, specially for you. I know you are probably tough, but people don't care about that. They care about you and looks," Phil tells him.

🎀 "I get it, I'm a complete idiot. Please let me stay here for the night. I'm scared to walk home," Dan murmurs, he knows he just met this guy. He also knows this guy is hella intimidating. Due to all the tattoos scattering his arms and chest and back. He also notices piercings and the dyed blue fringe. But he seemed to have a nice outlook. As if he was someone completely different on the inside. Well, he hoped.

☠️ "I'll let you stay on a couple of conditions. One, your name. Two, your age. Three, do you have a phone to call someone and let them know?" Phil says and crosses his arms. He glances over the pastel boy. He expected someone shy and girly, but instead he gets a fighter almost. Someone not afraid to speak their word. He won't stereotype, and he knows this pastel boy is simply just a boy like anyone else.

🎀 "My name is Dan, I'm 18 years old. I do have a phone but I don't get signal out here. Unless you have wifi. But it's not like anyone worries anyway. Is that okay now?" He asks, unsure if he can stay now. He just wanted to sleep.

☠️ "I don't really have a place to stay. The couch is hard and my bed is well - my bed?" Phil chuckled and ruffles his own hair with a yawn. "We can share? It's not like we are gay or anything," Dan murmurs. Phil raises an eyebrow at Dan. Is he assuming already his sexuality? I mean, even Phil wasn't considering his sexuality or caring.

☠️ "I'm actually pansexual, so don't assume," Phil answers, which shuts Dan up for a moment. "Oh, I'm bisexual so it's okay," he murmurs back. Phil laughs for a moment, "Didn't need to hear that it's okay. I know it's okay," Phil replied.

🎀 "So can we share, pleeeeeeease?" Dan accidentally whines out, earning a raised eyebrow from Phil. "If you start whining then no. My names Phil, by the way," Phil tells him.

🎀 "Phil, can we please just sleep? I'm really tired. I'm also going to cling onto you stranger. Because I'm really scared right now, and it's not getting better," Dan blushed. Did he just admit he's going to cuddle this guy? I mean, he just met him and all. But Dan really wanted those inviting muscled arms around his small body. Why was he imagining that? He just met the guy. "You're a cuddler? Oh, fantastic," Phil says sarcastically and grabs Dan's arm, leading him to the room. Dan flops beside him once Phil is on his side of the bed. He jumps at the slight window tap and lightning.

☠️ "Phil, can you check the window?" Dan whispers quietly. Phil groans before sitting up and peeking into the window blinds. His breath hitched as he sees the man far away, just staring at them. "I need to call the cops," Phil scrambles around for his phone. "Shit, I left it downstairs and the windows are in clear view to him. He'd see me and leave, the point would be usele-," Phil feels something grab onto his waist and cuddle into him in fear, almost suffocating him by how tight Dan was holding him.

🎀 "Phil," Dan begins to cry, "I don't want to die. I don't w - want to leave. Police aren't going to help much," he murmurs into Phil's chest. Phil's breath hitches, why did he pity this boy? He'd be peacefully asleep - alone... he'd be alone right now. Like he always is. Dan cries more, too afraid to speak. Phil takes a deep breath before he has enough gut to wrap his arms around the boy.

☠️ "I know you're scared. Try and sleep, it'll be okay, I promise," Phil swears. He doesn't know why he cares about this boy. Dan takes a deep breath and let's Phil lay back down. Phil feels Dan nuzzle into his neck, which makes shivers appear on him. He didn't know Dan  was that 'soft' guy that everyone loves. He didn't mind it, he just wanted peace. Soon, he feels Dan slowly breath in a pattern which shows he's asleep. Phil finally allows himself to drift to sleep, praying nothing happens.

🎀 Dan's eyes slowly flutter, his eyes lock with the sleeping punk that saved his tail last night. He bites his lip before pulling away from Phil and peeking out the window. The person was gone, and now kids ran around and people walked. He gasped the air he held in from fear and smiled. He looks back at Phil, and nudges him. "Mmph," Phil groans back, still fighting to get up. "Philllllll, wake up," Dan whines and nudges him again. Phil ignored him this time and Dan grunted in frustration. He finally straddles the punk and shakes him, "Philllllllllll, the cliche stalker is gone," he whimpers.

🎀 "Amazing, maybe it's because McDonalds is having a special and he couldn't resist," Phil grunted back finally. Dan giggled at that, he actually liked Phil's humor. He liked Phil in general, letting all of this happen shows how nice Phil really is. "Philllllllllllllllll," Dan whines when he falls back asleep. Dan groans before crossing his arms. "How does your mom wake you up for school? Oh, how old are you by the way?" He asks. Phil finally wakes up, his eyes still low.

☠️ "I'm 22," Phil tells him and attempts to fall back asleep but Dan shakes him again. "You're like that boyfriend that I didn't ask for," Phil huffs in annoyance. Dan laughs at that, "I forgot to tell you that I'm a whiny person," he smirks.

☠️ "So it seems," Phil grunted back. "Philllll," Dan whines again earning a groan in frustration. "What?" He finally answers. "I don't want to leave yet," he murmurs.

🎀 "Okay, good for you," Phil remarks tiredly. "Can I stay a bit?" He asks and Phil grunts back a lazy 'whatever'. Dan completely ignores that he's just straddling the man, but once he realizes he takes advantage of it and cuddles back into Phil. "Philllll, I like your cuddles," he finally admits. "You're a life saver."

☠️ "Mmph, so you've said," Phil answers grumpily. His eyes still shut, simply allowing the pastel boy to cuddle him. Like he actually minds, let's be honest here. "You better  wake up soon, because I'm totally taking you somewhere as a thank you," Dan tells him. Phil grunts, "Might take me awhile." Which makes Dan smile at more time with cuddling the punk that he met yet is amazing at keeping people safe.

🎀 "Admit it, you like cuddles now," Dan says into Phil's neck. Phil grunts and yawns, "From you, there is an exception. Hence why I'm letting you cuddle me right now." Dan smirks at this. Only for him huh? "Only for me? Really now?" Dan remarks.

☠️ "Well, you're the only person actually cuddling me."

The end.

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