#i feel like i'm now gayer than i was before

[nayeonie99]

J-Line / Girls Night

"Okay, never have I ever...". Momo started and thought about what she's going to ask.

Momo, Sana and Mina were having a sleepover in their dorm tonight, because the rest of the girls were out. They were currently playing never have I ever, and they all were pretty tipsy already.

"Hurry". Mina whined and leaned her head against Sana's shoulder. They were sitting on the floor with some empty Soju bottles laying around as well. All three of them had this drunk-ish, hazed gaze and pink tinted cheeks already.

"Okay, never have I ever had a make out session with a girl". Momo asked and both Mina and Sana took a sip of their drinks. Momo looked at them with an amused expression.

"Okay, I'm not surprised Sana did. But you Mina?".

Mina blushed and looked down.

"I mean, you don't know what you like until you try it out, right?". Mina said with her cute, small voice.

To say Sana and Momo were shocked was an understatement.

"Wow, I-". Momo started but couldn't find the right words.

"Same". Sana said and looked at her.

"What about you though? You didn't drink". Mina asked Momo.

"....". Momo slowly grabbed her drink to take a sip as well.

"How come we know everything about each other except this?". Sana asked.

"Well, I guess I was scared that you guys would think I'm gross and distance yourself from me". Mina said.

"Yeah same". Momo hummed.

"To be honest, I'm gayer than gay". Sana confessed.

"Same". Momo and Mina said at the same time. They busted out laughing and then slowly calmed down.

"Soo...who did you made out with?". Momo asked with a smirk.

"Tzuyu". Sana said.

"Chaeyoung". Mina said and Momo and Sana rolled with their eyes, not surprised at all that Mina did it with Chaeyoung.

"What about you Momo-chan?".

"Dahyun...". She nervously confessed.

"No. Fucking. Way". Sana gasped.

"Dahyun? As in our Dahyun? The church girl Dahyun?". Mina asked with wide eyes. Momo nodded her head and took a big sip of her drink.

"Holy shit". Mina breathed out.

"I'm shocked". Sana said and leaned herself back on the palms of her hands.

"Same". Momo and Mina both said.

"Did you like it?". Momo asked.

Mina and Sana both blushed and nodded their heads.

"Me too". Momo said and slid her palms up and down her thighs.

"What about Sex?". Mina suddenly asked.

Moma and Sana looked at her with big eyes.

"D-Don't look at me like that". Mina blushed.

"What do you mean Mina-chan?". Sana asked.

"Did you ever had Sex with a girl?".

"I did". Momo said.

"Me too". Mina responded.

Both eyes turned to Sana suddenly.

"I also did. How did it feel? You know since you both have...". Sana said and pointed at their crotches.

"So fucking good". Momo rasped out.

Sana's cheeks turned pink again and she had to press her legs together.

"Yeah, fucking a girl is the best feeling ever". Mina breathed out.

"Would you fuck me?". Sana jokingly asked and smirked at them.

She looked up and Momo was looking at her with an expression Sana has never seen on her face before.

"Yes". Momo rasped out and looked right into Sana's eyes when she answered.

"Yes me too". Mina said next to her.

The atmosphere felt completely different now. Sana's body felt hot and needy.

"What about you Sana-chan? Would you let me fuck you?". Momo asked bluntly and crawled slowly closer to Sana and Mina.

"I-I...". Sana nervously stuttered out.

"What about Mina?".

Sana let out a quiet gasp when she felt Mina's hand slowly sliding over the inside of her right thigh.

"Yes, both of you".

Momo smirked at her and Sana swallowed nervously.

"Well, how about we do exactly that?".

"D-Do what?". Sana asked with a shaky voice. Momo came so close that their noses were touching.

"Fuck you". Momo breathed out and her eyes looked almost sinister-ish, they were completely dark and hazed. A dangerous smirk formed on Mina's lips when Momo and her had brief eye contact.

Sana's heart felt like it's gonna jump out of her chest any second.

"What do you say Minari?". Momo asked her and started to slowly kiss from Sana's jaw down to her neck.

"Do you even need an answer?". Mina said and turned Sana's head to the side, so she could press their lips together.

Mina's lips felt so soft against Sana's plump ones. Sana gasped against her lips when Momo cupped her breasts through her tight shirt.

"You both look so hot right now". Momo rasped out.

"Her lips taste so sweet". Mina hummed.

Sana felt a hand turn her head to the other side and felt different lips onto hers. Momo kissed her with so much desire. Her tongue entered Sana's mouth and she bit her bottom lip. When air became a problem they pulled away.

"Fuck you were right. This is so hot". Mina said.

"I'm so hard already". Momo said and stroked her bulge over her shorts.

"Wanna take care of it Sana?". She asked her with a smirk.

"Mhm". Sana hummed and bit her lip. Momo got up and sat down on the bed.

"Get here. Both of you". She said and patted the sides next to her. Mina and Sana sat down next to her and Mina's hand grabbed Sana's, to place it down on Momo's bulge. Sana slowly began to stroke it and Momo let out shaky breaths.

"Is that good?". Sana asked and looked at her.

"Yeah, it's perfect". Momo said and leaned back on her forearms.

"Take off your clothes". Momo rasped out.

Mina and Sana did what Momo asked them to do and stripped down. Momo also took off her clothes, so they were all naked now.

Sana's eyes darted down to their cocks.

"Do you like what you see Sana-chan?". Momo asked and Sana just nodded her head and grabbed both of their dicks in her hands. They were both so hard for her already. She started to slowly pump up and down.

"Damn, you look so sexy right now". Mina huffed out.

Sana bit her lip and looked up at them. The way they were staring down at her with so much lust lingering in their eyes made her so wet.

"Get your ass up the bed". Momo said and spanked her while Sana crawled up the bed. Mina slid under Sana, so Sana was hovering above her with her ass sticking up.

"Damn, look at this pretty pussy. So wet for us already". Momo hummed and parted Sana's folds with her thumbs.

"I can't wait to feel you clench around my cock baby". Mina whispered in Sana's ear, which made her shiver.

"Please". Sana whimpered.

"Please what?". Momo asked and let her tip run up and down Sana's slick pussy.

"Just do something, anything, but please just do something. I can't take it anymore".

"Mmm you're hot when you beg". Mina said and slid her hands down Sana's back to trace it with her nails slowly.

"Come on Momo, don't tease her anymore. Give her a reward for being such a good girl". Mina said with a smirk on her lips.

Without a warning Momo instantly pushed her tongue completely inside of Sana.

"Holy sh-". Sana moaned out and bit onto her bottom lip to keep her voice down.

"Don't bite that pretty lip of yours. We want to hear your moans baby". Mina said and made Sana release her bottom lip with her thumb.

Momo sucked Sana's clit in her mouth and Sana's legs began to tremble already.

"Oh my god, fuck". Sana breathed out and clenched her hands in Mina's hair. Momo's tongue swirled around her clit and then she pushed two fingers inside of her.

"Mmm yes". The pace of Momo's fingers picked up and she added her thumb to stroke her clit.

"Ohh fuck, I'm gonna cum". Sana cried out.

"Yeah, cum for us baby". Mina rasped out and sucked on Sana's neck. With that, it took only a few more seconds and Sana reached her first climax of the night.

"Come here". Mina whispered and made a 'come here' motion with her finger. Sana crawled her body completely up and hovered her pussy over Mina's lips.

Mina's hands gripped Sana's hips and then she started to eat Sana out like she hasn't eaten for a week.

"Holy shit, fuck". Sana squealed and clenched her hands onto the headboard of the bed.

"Doesn't she taste amazing?". Momo breathed in Sana's ear and pressed her naked chest against Sana's back.

Mina hummed, which made Sana's pussy vibrate.

"Wanna taste yourself baby?". Momo asked and turned Sana's head to the side with her finger. Momo slid her tongue slowly over Sana's bottom lip and then parted her lips completely with her tongue.

The taste of her cum filled Sana's mouth and it was amazing.

"Mina, that's enough. I can't wait any longer". Momo rasped out and pulled Sana down from Mina.

"On all fours princess".

Sana positioned herself the way Momo wanted her to, and then she felt Momo's tip slide through her folds again.

"Holy shit, so fucking wet".

"Momo hurry, please". Sana begged.

Without any warning Momo slammed completely inside of her. Sana's eyes rolled to the back of her head and her hands clenched into the sheets.

"Oh fuck". She breathed out.

"Shit, she's so tight, I love it".

"Mina, come here. I want to suck your cock". Sana said and you could literally hear Mina's smirk forming on her lips.

"Oh with pleasure". Mina held out her dick in front of Sana's face and she sucked her completely in.

"Damn". Mina groaned out and grabbed the back of Sana's head.

Momo's hands grabbed Sana's hips, so she could thrust even deeper inside of her. The thrusts made Sana deepthroat Mina completely.

"Fuck, Sana you're so hot". Mina moaned and threw her head back.

"Yeah, definitely". Momo moaned when Sana clenched around her cock after Mina said that. Momo picked up the pace even more, so their skin was slapping together.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum". Mina moaned and then released her cum inside of Sana's mouth. Sana swallowed Mina's semen completely and then gave her a naughty smirk, which Mina returned.

"Bad girl". Mina breathed out and caressed Sana's cheek with her thumb.

"Only for you". Sana winked at her and bit her lip. Sana's eyebrows clenched together and then she reached her second climax.

Soon after Momo followed and shot her cum all over Sana's ass, coating Sana's pale skin with her sticky juice. Sana laid down on her back and tried to calm down her breathing.

"My turn". Mina said and pushed Momo away eagerly.

"Chill Minari". Momo smirked and kneeled down next to Sana.

"What a sight". Mina hummed and slowly leaned down to kiss Sana.

"You're so sexy, you have no idea". Mina whispered in Sana's ear and then sucked Sana's nipples into her mouth, making Sana's hips jerk up.

"Mina, please". Sana cried out and positioned Mina's tip against her pussy.

"Hmm looks like someone's eager?". Mina grinned and Momo smirked at them, while she was watching everything.

"Mhm". Sana hummed and smirked at Mina. She smirked back and entered Sana with one hard thrust.

"Mmm yes". Sana groaned and threw her head back.

"Fuck, Momo she's dripping". Mina moaned.

"I know right". Momo breathed out and pumped her cock with her hand. Sana removed Momo's hand and replaced it with her own. Sana's other hand slid down her stomach and her fingers started to rub her clit.

"Fuck, you're so perfect". Mina moaned and slid her thumb over Sana's bottom lip, which she sucked into her mouth.

"Mmm yes". Mina breathed out and then pinned Sana's hips down against the mattress to fuck her even harder.

The headboard was hitting the wall already and the room was filled with moans and groans.

"I'm gonna cum baby. Where do you want it?". Momo asked and grabbed her cock into her hand.

"I don't care". Sana breathed out while Mina kept fucking into her at a hard and fast pace.

With that said, Sana felt warm liquid dripping down onto her titts. After a few more thrusts of Mina pounding into her, they both reached their high.

They were all clearly out of breath and fell down on the bed.

"When are the girls coming back?". Momo asked and rested her head on her palm while she looked down at Sana.

"I don't know, maybe in like 4 or 5 hours. Why?".

"Because we definitely have to do this again". Momo smirked and Sana blushed while she looked down with a smile on her lips.

"Yeah 100%". Mina said and wrapped her arm around Sana's waist.

"You're really addicting, you know?". Momo whispered in Sana's ear and came closer.

Sana's whole body shivered.

"So are you both...". She admitted shyly.

"Good to know". Momo said and they both had to smirk.

"Let's rest for now". Mina said and pulled the cover over the three of them.

Both of them cuddled up to Sana's side and were out like a light as soon they were in the right position.

Sana was left staring at the ceiling with her two naked best friends clinging onto her. She kissed both of their foreheads before she closed her own eyes, to let sleep take over her body.

#twice smut #twice momo #twice sana #twice mina #twice #kpop #g!p #threes0me

[numberonenat]

kagakuro canon?

okay, this post will be a compilation of evidence and arguments on why i actually think kagami and kuroko is a canon pair.

disclaimer: they're not even my fav ship (it's midotaka), i'm really doing this cause i can't stop thinking about how canon it seems... (and cause it's fun)

translation: "i'm very happy i met you."

right, so...let's start with the basics, shall we?

their relationship

well, i haven't watched many sports animes but kuroko no basket follows a classic plot that we all know:

two main protagonists that don't know each other enter a random and medium team, both with a goal. one is a prodigy and the other one is really bad at first sight but when combined with someone else they really show their potential.

yeah and in the end that "someone else" is mainly the other one, obviously. they always have that "we complete each other" talk and that's the whole plot.

we can see that in haikyuu, yes (and i've only watched a season and a half by pure pressure), but in knb we see that too.

kagami's the prodigy and kuroko is the "weak" one, their goal is to play against all of the members of the generation of miracles and win. they can only do that together, that's the start of everything!

in knb's case the plot is much more interesting than that, but it is still what the anime revolves around.

them being together is what makes them strong. they need each other to get in their best forms and they will stay together. kagami's the light and kuroko's the shadow. they're complementary.

i'm sorry, but that's a gay plot. - really, i've only watched sports animes with a canonically gay main characters, like sk8 the infinity and yuri! on ice, or with this fking sus idea that is litteraly the plot of the anime (i WILL say that it's even gayer than the gay ones. IT'S THE MAIN IDEA).

but that's only what i think, right? so let's proceed to actual arguments and evidence.

first things first...

them and the girls.

kuroko and kagami both show little to no interest in any girl in the anime, while all of the other seirin members and a lot of other characters do constantly.

momoi for example;

she's in love with kuroko and makes it pretty clear. on the other side, he also makes his disinterest clear, still treating her well cause he's a decent person, of course, but always letting her know he doesn't like her back.

in kagami's case, while every other seirin guy totally drools over her - even junpei, who has shown to have feelings towards riko - he almost ignores her existence. moreover, he's even judged by the others for 'not knowing how to treat girls' in one of their few interactions.

and you could say it's like aomine; momoi's even his type but he just doesn't like her. it's a normal thing. they care for each other and see one another like brothers, there's no romantic feelings. kagami and kuroko could just be the same towards her.

but that's why i have more arguments, obviously.

before that tho, there's alex too. there's nothing much to say since anyone would be uncomfortable in being kissed out of nowhere by someone in their 30s especially when youre a minor. and kagami does, even tho he's already used to it.

i just think it's weird for the author to make this much fan service towards her, making her be naked around his house and stuff, and make him, the main 'victim' of that fanservice inside the anime, be uncomfortable (even riko blushed when she kissed her).

we all know that it's not only "how americans are seen in japan", it's pure fanservice. it's already problematic. he isn't trying to make it less problematic by making kagami uncomfortable, that's just how kagami is.

the character's bible.

now we're starting to get somewhere.

for those who don't know, kuroko no basuke characte's bible is a book that contains canon data about the characters. we also have some interviews, with diferent questions that are answered by the characters.

one of those questions is what their types of girl is...

kuroko: gentle people

kagami: stable gir……person……

kise: a girl who won't tie him down

midorima: older

aomine: girls with big bust

murasakibara: tall girl (if taller than me, then forget it)

-> credits of the translation: pika318 @/mangafox

the only ones that dont especify gender, even tho asked for type of > girl < it's kuroko and kagami.

you may think midorima is included but actually not (still have my own headcanon ofc but)...

think of it like asking someone for their favorite type of fruit. "sour" is an ok anwer, you don't need to specify saying "sour fruit". but answering you like "sour food" instead it's another thing, it's weird... like you purposely said it to indirectly say you don't like fruit or you simply like all types of sour food.

it was a weid example but y'all understand my point, right?

it's even more weird since kagami was going to say girl, but hesitated. like...why? why would he hesitate and then change it to "person" for no fking reason? sorry, it's too sus for me.

ok. then there's the relationship pages. kuroko and kagami's (obviously) to be more specific.

kuroko's:

aomine: old partner

kagami: current partner

momoi: girlfriend?

kise: friend

murasakibara: friend?

midorima: this person is difficult to deal with.

kagami's:

himuro: brotherlike

kuroko: partner

midorima: he annoys me

aomine: i’ll get revenge

kise: 「kagami-chi」 !?

alex: teacher

-> credits: fuyuyuu here on tumblr

okay, this doesn't prove anything by itself, and as is writen "old partner" (wow i cried) in aomine on kuroko's one we know that this means partner as in basket of course.

also! don't mind the "girlfriend?" in momoi, she refers herself as kuroko's girlfriend (that's why it's there and with a question mark) but that's all. it's canon that he doesn't like her, like i said, and they don't end up together. (ofc it's okay if you ship them duh- i'm literally doing a whole blog on kagakuro, i'm not the one to judge)

i just think it's a great addition, i couldn't leave it out of here and it's also SO cute even platonicly, c'mon.

and it also adds to the idea that they "complete each other" as in the sports anime plot.

people who they get along the best in their current team:

kuroko: kagami

kagami: i spend most of my time with kuroko

kise: kasamatsu, but he kicks me

midorima: takao, but he's my servant

aomine: sakurai, because his bento is delicious

murasakibara: himuro

-> credits of the translation: pika318 @/mangafox

there's also this...and it's kinda obvious but it's still cute.

and that's what i have from the character's bible...

the manga / anime itself.

okay, we've seen a lot of stuff now, but let's go to the thing that actually made me wanna do this post...

i was rewatching knb normaly until this happened:

translation: "i know one! they're so cute as a couple."

at first, i just laughed and imediatly took this picture to show my friends how canon they are (as a joke at the time). i was using my computer to watch and for some reason i can't connect my netflix account on it, so i was watching in a pirated website.

in this types of site, the subtitles are often translated by fans and since they are made by non profecionals, they always have a lot of mistranslations and typos. some fans like to purposely chance the translations too to make it more funny in some situations.

so after a while i figured i HAD to know if it was real cause i didn't remember to have seen this at the first time i watched.

i even took notes of what episode that was to check later in my tv's netflix, in both my language and english subtitles... but i am impatient so i did my research.

-> credits: luna~ on anime amino.

i found this.

i tried to enhance the quality of the picture so we can see better...

in case you still can't understand what izuki's saying: "aww, so cute! wait, they're not a couple...!"

yeah, the translation is not exactly the same, but just look at this, seriously. at least we can say izuki ships them, lol. that's more than something, right?

i'll still check the subtitles and the dubs when i can just to know what it's said there, but yeah...just...look.

also, there’s this scene in the middle of the seirin x yosen game where kagami says to kuroko: “besides, between my past with tatsuya and my future with you, it’s obvious which is more important” AND IT’S SO CUTE this scene lives in my mind rent free i love them so much even platonically-

well

lastly, i'll just leave here scenes where they're being cute cause i casually record them...and since i have it feel like i need to put them here...

cute!!! them fistbumping fistbump part 2

translation: "are you okay?" "damn"

i could only upload one so yeah, this is the best one, look at them.

like i said, this was only for fun since they'll probably never be confirmed...i have nothing else to do in life so i do this knda stuff YAY hope you all enjoyed it :)

english is not my first language so let me know if i make any mistakes.

i will continue rewatching and if i find something else i'll put it here!!! if you know about something else too, feel free to say it! (i actually beg you to)

#KAGAKURO CANON #sports animes are always so gay bro #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke #kuroko's basketball #kuroko tetsuya #kagami taiga #kagakuro #knb #kuroko no basquet #generation of miracles #seirin #taiga kagami #tetsuya kuroko #sports anime #kagakuro otp

[kongthapatom]

Riddle me this: When have queer stories managed to become popular with little kids in Asia before MSP did?

This year I watched MSP cast promote the drama in schools and so many students ranging from small kids to high schoolers doing MSP dance challenges even months after MSP ended. It makes me ecstatic when I see them watching this drama, even becoming a fan! TinnGun made it seem so effortless to touch the hearts of Asian kids and teens in a way no queer drama has been able to do before. 

MSP really changed my perception of what it will take for queer media to overthrow the hetero agenda in Asia someday. It made me realize we need more feel-good, family-friendly and goofy stories that appeal to everyone and make them laugh instead of convoluted or grandiose stories that lose the plot or those that specifically amplify queer struggles and minimise the joy of love.

That in the end, when real change starts in society, no matter how big or small and culminates with homophobia finally packing its bags & Asian families being won over - it won't be because of dramatic and "realistic" queer stories rife with suffering, grief or heartbreak that got voted best by the critics. It will be because of a simple and sweet love story like MSP, where one boy had a crush on another boy and did everything it takes to help him reach his dreams and found his own happiness in the process, a story that is vibrating with so much of queer positivity, joy and heart that it's impossible for anyone who watches it to not became its fan.

It makes my heart burst with joy that queer kids today are growing up with much better examples of queer love in front of them than our previous generations ever did. Imagine the impact this will have, the difference it will make in young queer Asian lives.

Gun told Tinn that the love songs we listen to in high school are the best love songs ever because they're the original soundtracks of our first love - To think there is a generation of kids right now who are listening to MSP soundtrack and falling in love to the same songs Tinn and Gun sang to each other and will remember MSP as their life's greatest love songs someday in the future - it boggles my mind and perhaps we won't grasp the full extent of what MSP did for its queer audience until many years have passed.

Nonetheless, I'll never stop singing MSP's praises because all they had was a newbie director, rookie actors & a banger soundtrack to do the impossible and make queer characters go mainstream in Asian schools and resonate with kids. We'll soon find out if we'll see TinnGun in college next year being sickeningly in love and serenading each other with an even gayer cuter cheesier soundtrack! (I hope so) Even if we don't, I'm excited for the impact MSP and GemFourth will have on queer romance genre down the line.

#my school president #my school president meta #my school president the series #tinngun #tinn x gun #msp #msp meta #geminifourth #gemini norawit #fourth nattawat #au kornprom niyomsil #msp cast #guntinn

[quodekash]

ECLIPSE INCORRECT QUOTES

because that’s when you know im obsessed with it

(disclaimer: I meant to do this literally two weeks ago but I didn’t think I had enough but I stopped for a bit and my adhd brain promptly forgot about it for a week and then remembered and then forgot for another week, and honestly i meant to actually make this for like a month before that but i didnt actually start finding the quotes until two weeks ago, but it’s fine I’m here now)

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Akk: Ayan is a little bitch.  Wat: Why?  Akk: Number one, he’s little. Number two, he’s a bitch.

(episode 1-3 core)

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Namo: The floor is lava!  Kan: *helps Thua onto the counter*  Akk: *kicks Wat off the sofa*  Ayan: *lays on the floor*  Namo: ...Are you okay?  Ayan: No. 

(im 80% certain this is a deleted scene from the beach episodes)

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*Akk and Ayan are planning to break in somewhere*  Akk: We need to distract the guards.  Ayan: Right.  Akk: What are we gonna do?  Ayan: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes.  Akk:  Ayan:  Akk: Deal. 

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Akk: Aye, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason.  Ayan, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than his size: Spooky. 

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Akk: I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back.  Ayan: Why are you telling me this, I don't care.  Ayan, right after Akk leaves the room: I miss him already.

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Aye: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities.  Aye, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor. 

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Akk: I fell—  Aye: From heaven?  Akk: No, I literally fell—  Aye: In love with me the moment you saw me?  Akk: MY ARM IS BROKEN!  Aye: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest. 

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Aye: Are we fighting or flirting?  Akk: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-  Aye: Your point? 

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Thua: Two bros!  Kan: Chillin' in a hot tub!  Thua and Kan, in unison: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK! 

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Akk: I owe you one.  Aye: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even. 

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Thua: I want to kiss you.  Kan, not paying attention: What?  Thua: I said if you die, I wont miss you. 

(its okay thua, he's not ignoring you, he has adhd. just kiss him, he'll be happy, trust me)

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Kan: And now for a gay update with Akk and Aye.  Akk: Getting gayer.  Kan: Thank you, Akk. 

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Wat: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with Thua recently.  Kan: No, Wat, it's not what it looks like, I swear.  Wat: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?  Kan: No! You’re the only one for me.  Wat: Is that so?  Kan: I promise! Thua and I are just dating, okay? He’s my boyfriend.  Wat: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?  Kan: You are still my one and only best friend! He’s just the love of my life, nothing more!  Wat: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right?  Kan: Of course bro!  Wat: Bro...  Thua: What the- 

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*at 3am*  Kan: *runs into Akk’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead!  Akk: *wakes up* Dude!  Kan: *cackles*  Aye: *sits up from where he was sleeping behind akk* What the fuck, Kan? Kan: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT- 

(the original vine is now playing over and over in my head and its probably my favourite vine and its literally them and i love it so much gerjdhgbrh)

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Kan: This totally sucks, man.  Akk: This is horrible.  Kan: Yeah, I know, I mean look at everything the curse did to those rulebreakers today.  Akk: No, it’s not that, it’s Aye. Akk: It’s just like, I can’t get him out of my head and every time I look at him I have these pains in my chest, and I just know it’s his fault, that bitch! 

(AVPM QUOTE LETS GOOO and yes it is perfection and is exactly canon i take no criticism)

—- —-

Kan: Did Thua just tell me he loved me for the first time?  Akk: Yeah, he did.  Kan: And did I just do finger guns back?  Akk: Yeah, you did. 

(oh you sweet sweet maybe-bisexual man)

—- —-

Aye: *finds a note* Hmm, whats this?  Kan: Hey, that's mine! *tries to grab it*  Aye: Aww, it's a love note for Thua?  Kan: No-  Aye: *opens it*  Aye:  Kan:  Aye: I can't read this. 

(is it because the contents are too explicit to read or because kan's handwriting is awful? you decide)

—- —-

Kan: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car?  Akk: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Aye, deer!"  Kan: ...And what did you say?  Aye: ..."Yes, Honey?" 

—- —-

Kan: I love you.  Thua: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.  *Kan and Thua kiss passionately*  Wat, to Akk: You owe me 20 dollars. 

(HES BEEN SAYING IT FOR YEARS AND THEY FINALLY DID IT. IMAGINE THE VICTORIOUS FEELING WAT FELT IN THAT MOMENT. NOT TO MENTION THE JOY AT HIS SHIP FINALLY GETTING TOGETHER. BRO IS AS PHENOMENAL AS TIW AND I LOVE HIM SO FREAKING MUCH (someone write a crossover fic where tiw and wat get together and plot their ships' getting together. if someone has already written this, please tell me)

—- —-

Kan: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.  Akk: Throw rocks at he.  Aye: Hot Dogs.  Wat: Kill him.  Kan: Thanks guys. 

—- —-

Kan, trying to sound happy: *about Aye and Thua* They’d make a cute couple, huh? Akk, holding back tears: They certainly are standing next to each other. 

(first few episodes core. specifically when aye is whispering in thua's ear and theyre both just standing to the side watching it happen and completely unaware that this means they are gay and in love with one of them)

—- —-

Thua: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!  Kan: Um...Neat.  *later*  Kan, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Akk. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.  Akk, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Kan. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Aye confessed his love for me?  Kan: Didn't you thank him?  Akk: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked him. 

—- —-

Kan: How is the most beautiful person in the world?  Thua: *blushing* I—  Aye, butting into the conversation: Akk is perfect, thanks for asking. 

—- —-

Wat: Do you love Kan?  Thua: Yeah, I do.  Wat: Akk! I told you I knew it! You owe me 100 baht!  Akk: We all love Kan. You should've asked if he was IN love with him.  Thua: I thought that was implied.  Akk: ...  Wat: ...  Thua, looking straight at Akk: Congrats Wat, you just won 100 baht. 

—- —-

Akk: Are you trying to seduce me?  Aye: Why, are you seducible? 

—- —-

Aye: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much.  Wat: Oh, you’ve been?  Aye: Once. In Monopoly. 

—- —-

Wat: When I was a kid, Kan told me that the paper strip that’s in the chocolate kisses were edible and I ate them with the chocolate for a year.  Teacher Sani: They are!  Wat: FOR REAL?  Sani: No! Why did you fall for it again? 

—- —-

Thua, on a random band name generator: Oooo! They Might Be Depressed Horses! That about sums up my friend group. 

—- —-

Akk: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.  Ayan: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both. 

—- —-

Ayan: Hey, Akk, what do you think it would be like if we had kids?  Akk: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly.  Ayan: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it?  Akk: Can't really say I have.  Ayan: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes.  Akk: Sorry, Aye. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody. 

—- —-

Ayan: Talk dirty to me, baby~  Akk: The dishes.  Ayan: Wh-  Akk: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times. 

—- —-

Ayan: My hands are cold.  Akk: Here, let me hold them.  Ayan: My lips are cold too. Akk: *covers Ayan's mouth with his hand* 

—- —-

Akk: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.  Ayan: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.  Akk: ...  Akk: You mean ring bearER, right?  Ayan: ...  Akk: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding. 

—- —-

Ayan: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.  Akk: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit. 

—- —-

Akk: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.  Ayan: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.  Akk: I said within reason, Ayan. How about I murder that guy?  Ayan: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?  Akk: Well, duh. What kind of question is that? 

—- —-

Ayan: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.  Akk: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.  Ayan: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??  Akk: Is it working? 

—- —-

Akk: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.  Ayan: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.  Akk: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??  Ayan: Is it working? 

—- —-

and now, for my personal favourite...

Ayan: Akk is playing hard to get.  Ayan: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of. 

—- —-

that's all for now, but i promise, i will be back

#the eclipse #the eclipse series #the eclipse the series #the eclipse incorrect quotes #akkayan #ayanakk #firstkhao #khaofirst #first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat #thuakan #kanthua #neolouis #louisneo #louis thanawin #neo trai #the eclipse wat #wat the eclipse #aj chayapol

[starlightsearches]

soooo how would you feel about possibly writing about Robin and Steve tag teaming us? 👀 Robin said she and Steve should “combine” because they would essentially make one function human being together and idk about you but I would love to suck his d while she eats my p.

Her Best Friend's Girl

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

AN: Hoooooooooooooly fuck friend, I know this has taken me so long, but I still remember when I got this one because I fucking choked so hard during my zoom class that I had to turn off my camera. Anyways, I adjusted the prompt a little bit because I'm a selfish little bitch but I hope you still like it.

Robin Buckley x Femme! Reader x Steve Harrington

Warnings: Drug use and underage drinking, Steve's girlfriend! reader, Robin experiences homophobia, fingering (f receiving), oral (f receiving), a wee bit of a daddy kink, reader's got some pillow princess vibes, it’s so long (for me at least, it’s like 6K). I started writing this in between volume 1 and volume 2 so it kind of takes place in an imaginary world where volume 2 had a good ending.

Robin's never felt like this before.

Besides a few sips of somebody's parents' wine at a band sleepover (and whatever the Russian's injected her with), Robin's stayed straight-laced and sober her entire high school career. But after the past few weeks, she couldn't argue with Steve when he told her they both deserved a fucking break.

The view from Steve's car is hazy, the lazy afternoon sun filtering through the smoke from his lips as he passes her the joint between two fingers. There's a Bowie song playing quietly through the speakers, but in her current state, Robin can't pick out the lyrics from the melody.

Her lungs have relaxed enough that she doesn't cough on the exhale anymore, letting the golden-warm smoke inside and breathing it out with a giggle.

"I just don't, like, get it though," she says, turning toward her best friend with a sigh, "like how do you even know what to do."

In the back of her mind, there's a little alarm going off, quietly reminding her that normally sex was an off-limits topic with Steve, although that feels like a silly barrier now. As much as she hated to admit it, Steve had the kind of experience she was severely lacking.

"It's like," he says, twisting in his seat—swaying a little— "it's like, it's different with every girl, you know? Like, with my girl—"

Robin groans, rolling her head back against the upholstery. Steve had only been dating you for a couple of weeks, but it was definitely his new favorite topic. Well, my girl and I went to see that new David Bowie movie . . . My girl was telling me about this thing she was reading . . . you know, my girl would love that.

And it's not like Robin doesn't like you. She likes you a lot—actually—and she likes seeing how happy Steve is when you're around. She can't even find it in herself to make gagging noises when you guys are cuddled together on the couch, or let out a snide comment any of the times she's relegated to the back seat so Steve can drive with his hand on your thigh.

Robin just wishes she didn't have to hear about you all the time.

"As I was saying," Steve continues, shooting her a tempered glare for the interruption, "with my girl, she likes it when I—"

He does a complicated movement with the hand not holding the joint, and then shakes his fingers, like they're not listening. "No, it's more like—"

Robin watches the wiggling of his fingers, grimacing. Maybe she's gayer than she thought, but it doesn't look like it would feel very good at all.

Steve frowns at his own hand, and then brushes the confusion away with a puff of smoke. "It's too hard to describe. It'd be easier if I just showed you."

"Ewwww. Steve!"

Robin slaps him hard enough that he almost drops the joint, but even her disgust is tempered by the high—punctuated by a deep, throaty laugh.

"Gross, no. Not like that—" Steve's laughing too, falling over until his hair brushes her shoulder. "No, god no. I meant, you know, on my girl."

He shrugs, like it's totally not a big deal. Like he hadn't suggested something insane.

Sweat collects underneath her palms, pressed tight against her jeans, and she rubs her hands rhythmically back and forth over the rough denim, letting the texture soothe her.

"Wait . . . seriously?"

And, okay. Robin thought you were hot. A total babe, really, but not in the obvious way, nothing flashy—no hey, look at me features. It was understated, the kind of beauty you really had to look at and know to appreciate.

Robin had been looking at her best friend's girl more than she should have.

"I mean, yeah." Steve drums his hands on the steering wheel, and Robin wonders if he's even totally here right now, or if this conversation will fade in a few hours along with the smoke, "I'd have to ask her first, obviously, but after I told her about you—"

"Hold on,"—a sinking fear forms a pit in her stomach, swallowing some of the buzz—"told her what about me?"

Steve's eyes go wide, and he puts on a dismissive tone that Robin can see through immediately. "You know, that you like . . . girls."

"Steve!" Robin shouts, and she hits him again, but harder this time, "You cannot just out me to every girl you talk to."

He just rubs at his arm, big eyes looking hurt. "Hey, she's not just some girl! And, for the record, I was just telling her that there was no reason for her to worry about us—you know, 'platonic with a capital P' or whatever—and I may have let it slip that you, you know, were definitely uninterested in, uh, boys."

"Steve." Robin threads her fingers through her roots and tugs, but not even the sting can pull her out of this spiral.

"Listen! I just didn't want her to get jealous, you know, since we spend so much time together. Or think she couldn't trust me."

That piques her interest. "Was she jealous?"

"No, but I was trying to be proactive," —he stubs out the joint, dropping it in the cup holder to save for later, a harsh hand combing through his hair— "anyway, the point of all that is after I told her she told me that she actually likes girls, too."

Holy shit.

"Wait, what?" Robin's a mess of emotions, but two are at the forefront: an uneasy jealousy—because of course Steve would find the only other queer girl in the whole fucking state before she did—and a deep and abiding want in the pit of her stomach.

"Yup," —he pops the p at the end— "and she told me that she thinks you're pretty cute."

"Oh."

Pretty cute. Steve's watching her too closely, and Robin's skin feels sheer and sparkling, like he can see inside her head, can see how much she likes the idea, and how bad she wants to hear you say it yourself.

Her hands on your waist, tasting the cherry lip gloss you always wear, hearing you sigh those words again again again.

Pretty. Cute.

Robin interlaces her shaking fingers, stroking one thumb over the edge of the other, fizzing nerves around her heart. "I mean, do you think it would be . . . okay?"

"I'd have to ask her, like I said, but if she's down . . ."

He's staring at her, but Robin can't meet his gaze just yet, watching the rhythmic waves of Lover's Lake catch the light.

Steve sighs, putting a hand on her shoulder. When Robin finally looks at him, she's surprised to find so much warmth and understanding in his deep brown eyes.

"Listen, Munson told me about some party happening on the edge of town tonight—a bunch of freaks will be there, for sure—probably nobody we know. I'll talk to her about it before hand, and," —he gestures, like he's ushering her through an open door— "we'll see what happens."

Tramping through the muggy air, Robin locates the party by sound and—unfortunately—by smell, the soft green scent of the forest disappearing into something heavy and dirtier. Weed and cigarettes, bonfire smoke and beer, body odor and sex.

She looks at Steve as the heavy metal screech reaches them and he just rolls his eyes, taking a few more loping steps forward until the pyre at the middle of the clearing is visible through the trees.

Robin nudges him on the shoulder. "She said she's going to meet us here, right?"

Steve nods, scanning the crowd with his eyes from the edge of the party. Robin does the same, and there are no familiar faces, just like he'd said—a bunch of freaks. She tugs at the end of her t-shirt, craning her neck, but you're nowhere to be seen.

"Have you thought about, you know, what we talked about, uh, any more?" Steve's mumbled question reaches her over the music.

A fist of panic clenches tightly in the center of Robin's stomach, talking about you again now that she's sober. It strikes her that Steve is just nervous, rubbing anxiously at the back of his neck while he waits for her reply.

"Yeah, no, definitely,"—Robin's thought about it all day . . . a few different times, "and you're absolutely positive it's okay?"

"She said she wanted to," Steve says, "and I'm good if you're good."

Robin can't help the way her voice squeaks. "Yeah, no, I'm good. I'm definitely good."

"Steve!"

Robin turns to the sound of your voice—even if it's not her name you're calling—and her heart starts to race.

You're dressed casually, which puts her at ease, although she can't understand how you can make a t-shirt and a denim jacket look so undeniably cool, smiling wide as you approach.

Steve is on you as soon as you're within his reach, wrapping you in his arms, wasting no time before pulling you into an almost grossly-affectionate kiss.

Normally this was the point when Robin would look away. It's not that PDA bothered her so much; it was just that—while you didn't seem to care who was around when Steve stuck his tongue down your throat—Robin had always assumed that you probably didn't want an invested audience. And she could never tell how her looking would be interpreted, especially by perceptive little shits like Dustin.

But Dustin isn't here right now, and so Robin watches Steve's cupped hand stroke along your jaw, watches your wet, pink tongue slip into his mouth just before you bite down on his swollen bottom lip.

She hasn't parsed through the feelings that it gives her before you've pulled back.

"Hey, Robin!"

You've got her in your grip, arms around her waist until she's pressed up against all of you, warm skin and tits and perfume that makes her head spin.

You lean back, but only half way, hips still connected—the shape of you tangible through her jeans—smiling wide. "You want a drink?"

Robin doesn't want a drink, but the idea of having something to do with her hands appeals to her. "Uh, yeah, sure."

You glance over you shoulder, catching Steve's eye. "Why don't you go find us something, please?"

Steve just smiles, walking off with a raise of his eyebrows and a two-fingered salute in Robin's direction. You're not even looking at him, stroking your palms over Robin's wrists, intertwining your fingers.

"You're like fucking ice, babe. Let's go stand by the fire."

You weave expertly though the party, leading Robin by the hand. The fire's huge—stacked high with pallets and cardboard boxes and branches like thick, charred arms reaching towards the sky. It warms her skin like the sun never set, just got small and decided to join a party in the middle of nowhere, Indiana.

You're still touching her, leaning in close so you can whisper right up against her ear.

"I hope you don't mind that Steve told me about you."

"No, it's fine," every breath she takes is hot and full of smoke, but that's not why her lungs are burning, "I was totally fine with it, obviously. I mean it's not like it's a big deal or anything—"

The tip of your finger traces up over the back of her arm, across her neck, and anything else she could have or should have said is miles out of orbit. Robin shivers as you secure a few loose hairs behind her ear.

"Can I kiss you?" you ask, studying her with fire-lit eyes.

Robin's adrenaline spikes as she glances around, skin crawling, searching for the familiar burn of a disapproving glare. "Here?"

You take her chin in your hand, turning her back to you. "Nobody's looking."

But that's not true. With a glance over your shoulder, Robin can see that people are looking, and—even stranger—none of them seem to care that there are two girls standing this close, staring at each others lips.

"Yeah. Okay."

You've got soft hands and soft eyes and a soft smile, fingers laced at the back of Robin's neck as you pull her in closer, catching the edge of her mouth against your own.

Robin leans in, kissing you back, her lips parting—from shock, and from need—tasting that cherry lip gloss and beer and your hot, soft mouth.

Robin's kissed boys before. Or at least, she's been kissed by boys before, twice exactly—back when she was young and afraid and had no idea how to say no. And it always left her with a sick feeling in her stomach after, tossing and turning as she tried to fall asleep later that night, tears leaking into her pillow because it didn't feel the way she knew it was supposed to, and what if that meant she was broken?

The first time she kissed a girl was different. Cast party after the school play her freshman year—Robin had only been in the ensemble but Nicky Kramer was the leading lady, a little loud and ditzy but the kind of pretty that got her heart racing, and the voice of a goddamn angel.

They'd been playing spin-the-bottle with a little self-awareness, giggling more about how stupid it was to play a game for middle-schoolers than the chaste (or sometimes not-so chaste) kisses between friends. When Robin spun, she'd been so sure she imagined the tip of the prop coke bottle pointing directly at Nicky—a fever dream where she got what she wanted.

"You have to spin again," someone called out, "it landed on a girl."

She knows now that Nicky wanted the attention—wanted to do something that would shock and impress, even if it was at Robin's expense—but she still can't shake the image of her in that big, white wedding dress that somebody's mom donated for the final act, shuffling across the backstage on her knees until they brushed against her own.

The racing of Robin's heart was the final confirmation to what she had already known—she was different. She wanted this. And for five glorious seconds, she had it.

Then Nicky had fallen back with a dramatic squeal, wiping at her lips with both silk-gloved hands, screaming eww while the others laughed and Robin tried to hold back tears.

After that, she'd been certain that she'd never want to kiss someone who wanted to kiss her back.

So maybe she's a little aggressive, taking your face in both her hands, pressing her lips hard enough to yours that it must hurt, but that doesn't matter because it gets you to part your lips, and now Robin can feel your breath in her mouth, taste the air from your lungs. Your slick, silky tongue slides across her own, and her knees shake, threatening to buckle at the feeling. Your lips shine with her spit when you pull away.

"Woah."

Steve is back, staring wide-eyed, the two red solo cups in his hands slipping from his grip, practically forgotten.

"Thanks babe," you peck him on the cheek, taking one of the cups in his hand before it drops and passing it to Robin. "I'm gonna find something to smoke. Be right back."

Robin watches Steve—waiting for him to say something about this being a bad idea—but he just laughs, knocking the plastic edge of his cup against her own.

"Yeah, okay—take it easy there, tiger. The night is still young."

And it goes on like that, hours passing by in emptied cups of beer and joints rolled by Eddie's slim, talented fingers shrinking into ash. You stay sandwiched between Robin and Steve, kisses shared evenly, his mouth buried against your neck while you peck at Robin's lips, your hands at her waist and it feels even better than she thought it might. She can hear your whisper in her bones.

"Wanna get out of here?"

Steve drives. You join Robin in the back seat, straddling her hips, her back pressed hard against the leather seats as she mouths at your neck, occasionally catching flashes of street lights and Steve's eyes in the rear view.

"You're really good at this," you whisper, knees squeezing her hips as Steve pulls the car to a stop.

"Oh, wow. Really?"

You laugh at her disbelieving tone, brushing some hair from her eyes. "Yeah."

Steve helps you from the car. You're steady on your feet, walking up the long driveway to Steve's unlit front porch. Robin feels wired, clenching an unclenching her hands into fists—testing to make sure she's still real while Steve gets the door.

His room is still dark when Robin reaches it, slatted moonlight drawing lines across his bedspread. You're spread out across the top leaning back on your elbows, ankles crossed, posed like a pinup girl in a magazine ad.

"So," you ask, shooting her a wink, "how do you want me?"

Robin's looking for guidance, but Steve's giving her free reign. Leaning up against his dresser, he just watches, hands pressed deep inside his pockets. "It's up to you, dude."

"You could- you could take your top off . . . I mean, if that's okay?"

"Whatever you want," you just smile, patting the bed beside you, "wanna help me?"

Robin sits on the mattress beside you, trying not to think about all the time Steve's undressed you in this same place. Help must mean do it for me, because you're kissing her again, guiding one hand to the hem of your t-shirt.

Robin's fingers are cold, but you don't seem to mind, a little sigh on your lips at the way they brush up against your rib cage, over the band of your bra.

You have to pull away to fit your head through the neck hole, and then Robin's stuck with your still-warm top balled up in her hands and her eyes on your tits.

"Oh. Wow."

You press your arms in tighter against your chest, exaggerating the line of cleavage for her benefit. Robin gasps at the way you start to spill from the lace cups, at the slightest hint of perky nipple she can see past the fabric.

"And—and the bra?"

You reach for the clasp, shimmying one strap forward, and then the other.

"Holy shit."

She's trying not to be a creep, but Robin already knows she's never gonna stop staring at your tits. Not when she knows that they look just as good as she thought they might without all those clothes covering them up, not when she's watching your nipples pebble up in the chill air.

"Right?"

Robin jumps; she hadn't felt Steve climb onto the mattress beside her, watching you with the same admiration. He nods towards your chest. "You can touch her, if you want."

Yeah, she wants. You lean toward her open palm until skin meets skin, her hand chill against the warm weight of your breast, squeezing a little until she can hear your slow breaths grow faster.

Robin's always suspected that Steve had been over-hyping certain aspects of sex, (nothing could be that good) but titties definitely deserved more credit than he'd given them.

Steve is watching, hungry-eyed, slapping his palms against his jeans until he can't resist any longer.

"Try this," he tells her, as he leans forward, fingers pinching at the nipple on your other breast. Robin's about to shove him off before she sees how you react, the tense muscles in your neck and the thick swallow that makes way for a breath so weighted its almost a moan.

"Yeah, okay," she quickly agrees, focusing her attention on the dark bud, mimicking Steve's movements, pinching and rolling it between her thumb and forefinger, ghosting the pad of her thumb over the tip.

And the sound you make this time is a moan.

"Use your mouth."

The throaty command comes from you, as you slide your body closer. Robin doesn't need to be told twice, dipping her head down until she can wrap her lips around where she'd just had her fingers.

Your skin is soft on her tongue, pillowing against her lips as she slowly sucks on the swollen bud. You press up against her mouth, fingers curling in her hair. She can feel your heartbeat fluttering against her cheek.

"God, just like that."

Steve pulls his hand back when he sees Robin coming for your other breast, cupping it in her palm before she kisses her way around the center, her fingers tugging at your other nipple, spreading her spit across your skin.

"Fuck, Robin," —she feels like she's dying when you say her name like that— "don't stop."

She won't. Dying with a pair of titties in her mouth seems like the only good way to go.

Steve is moving beside her; a big hand sneaking over your waist, down past the band of your jeans until it's swallowed between your thighs.

"That feel good, baby?"

Steve's voice is deep—raspier than Robin's ever heard it—and she feels the shape of him over her, kissing down along your jaw as you bump your hips up into his hand.

There's the wet sound of your mouth on his, and heavy breaths broken by your hum of agreement. The button of your pants slides from its place with a shining whisper between Steve's clever fingers.

"Let's get these off, yeah?"

Robin pulls back, watching as Steve slips your shorts down your hips, revealing the soft blue cotton you wear underneath, edged with lace and decorated with a sweet little bow.

Steve strokes his thumb across the top of your panties, just beneath the shadowed curve of your stomach, his hand planted at your hip.

His eyes are big and wide and totally fixed on this small point of contact, on the way your hips shift in anticipation against his sheets.

He looks up at you through heavy lashes. "Can I show Robin how to make you feel good?"

You nod, and he slips the fabric down, exposing the patch of curls between your legs. Robin's totally mesmerized, a little gasp on her lips when your thighs part and she can see the shiny, plush stretch of your pussy.

"Why don't you get these wet for me?"

Steve holds out two of his fingers, and you catch them between your lips, bobbing a little to until spit soaks the corners of your mouth. You take them almost all the way to the hilt, only gagging a little when Steve curls them at the back of your throat. There's moonlight caught in the tears at the corners of your eyes.

"Such a good girl."

Robin's not sure if it's those words that make you whine, or the gentle prodding of Steve's fingers, stroking smoothly up and down your lips until they're puffy and slick.

The tip of his middle finger slips just inside your entrance; Robin watches the way you open for him, the way your stomach goes tight, eyes wide with adoration. He pumps his hand slowly, growing wetter and shinier each time he pulls it out, squishy sounds echoing from your cunt when he finally reaches the hilt.

"You wanna start slow," Steve says, narrating his movements for Robin, although both of them can't seem to look away from your slowly leaking pussy, "start with one finger, then work your way up to two."

He takes his own advice, sliding a second finger in past your lips. Your back arches, lashes fluttering against your cheeks. Robin's whole body feels like static, like a TV screen gone fuzzy.

"Tell her how it feels," Steve commands, and you whimper, falling back on your elbows.

"So good, daddy. Don't stop."

Robin's eyes flash, mouth puckered in delighted surprise, and for a second she forgets there's a fucking naked woman in the room, watching Steve's cheeks turn ruddy.

Daddy? She mouths the word, eyebrows raised. Steve ignores her, focusing all his attention on the place where his fingers meet your cunt.

"This is the clit," he says quickly, brushing his thumb over the apex of your pussy.

"I know where the clit is, Steve," Robin snaps, momentarily distracted from the whole daddy thing. Whatever—she'd bring it up later.

"You wanna be gentle here, too, 'cause you can always go harder if they ask, but it ruins the mood if you hurt them."

His other hand snakes over from the place it had been resting on your thigh. "Once you've worked up to it though, pinching at it really drives her wild."

He traps your clit between his thumb and forefinger, rolling the little bud, and your steady moans are growing louder until Robin can't hear anything else besides her own heartbeat in her ears.

"Gonna cum," you tell Steve, clutching at your own breasts, fingers playing expertly with your nipples, still sticky with Robin's spit.

Robin's frozen in place, hands curled into tight fists and plunged deep into Steve's mattress. Her lungs have gone shallow, and it's impossible to take enough air in, watching you cum around Steve's fingers.

Fuck.

Steve wastes no time slipping his hand from between your thighs, sucking the taste of you from his skin, like it's totally not even a big deal. Like he does this all the time.

He probably does.

He must not notice that Robin's only a few seconds away from combusting, or she's better at hiding than she gives herself credit for.

"You wanna try?" he asks casually, hand stroking up and down your inner thigh while you twitch against the sheets.

Robin's almost too stunned to speak. "Are- are you sure that's okay?"

Steve just shrugs. "Of course. She'll be looser after the first one, so the second will come easier. Or you know," —he grins— "however many she wants."

God, is this the fucking Twilight Zone? Robin's got a little more than a fifty percent success rate making herself cum, and Steve's been out here giving you multiple orgasms a night.

How had it taken him so long to find a girlfriend?

He let's Robin ponder that question, leaning down over you, one big hand poised at your waist as he kisses you sweetly. Your breathing is steady again, chest done heaving, but sweat still shines across your skin and down your stomach—remnants of the way he'd been making you feel.

"Do you want Robin to make you cum?" he whispers, strands of his hair falling into your face from the way he's laying over you, brushing against your forehead as you nod.

You stare at her with the biggest, wettest eyes she’s ever seen, another needy whine on your lips.

As if she could say no to that.

Robin shifts onto the sheets, parting your legs around her waist and situating herself as close as she can stand to your bare pussy. Steve's moved across from her on the other side, your head cradled in his lap.

He brushes a few stray hairs out of your face, pets a gentle hand down your shoulder. The look in his eyes seems to ask Robin if she's ready, and she nods, feeling anything but.

The salty tang of her fingers melts across her tongue; she'd have let you wet them, the same way you'd done for Steve, but she's trying to keep her focus. And that's the kind of distraction she doesn't need right now.

Robin wonders how all of your skin is so soft when she rests a tentative hand on your hip. She wonders if all girls have bodies that would dent this beautifully under her hand, or if that's just one more thing that makes you special.

She strokes lower, brushing the patch of hair between your thighs. If she wants to hear anymore of the noises you make, she'll have to hold her breath.

Her first finger slips between your lips, just brushing the wet opening of your cunt, and she swallows hard, trying and failing to catalogue all of the things she notices: the burn of your skin and the slippery wetness and little fluttering contractions.

"Keep going," Steve urges.

As Robin slips her first finger inside, she has a feeling she must be doing this wrong. There's none of the confidence she'd seen in Steve's movements—all tentative and shaky where he had been self-assured. His fingers are bigger than hers, each of his thrusts smoother and deeper.

But still, you clench around her and there's no denying it, a soft sigh on your lips when she brushes the pad of her pointer finger up against the soft front wall, curling just like Steve had told her to.

Your hips twitch on the bed, skin denting against her hand.

"God, Robin, don't stop."

That spurs her on, tentatively brushing her thumb against your swollen, red clit until you moan. It's not like how Steve had done it—not hard and confident and rough—but she's doing the job and you're reacting to her, desperate for her touch and that makes the confidence in her belly burn.

"Could I," —god, just saying the words have her sweating, and she hopes you won't notice how wet her palm is where she's holding your hip, "can I taste you?"

She'd been thinking about the idea all day. Hand shoved under the waistband of her jeans, she'd thought about burying her face between your thighs, about circling her tongue around your clit until you sobbed and begged her for more.

Robin's shoulders sink without her thinking about, hips shifting until she's at eye-level with your juicy cunt, watching it stain the bedspread a darker blue with each thrust of her fingers.

Her eyes meet yours past the swell of your stomach, past Steve's hands kneading each of your tits, chest rising and falling with the heaving breaths you take.

"Yeah," you nod wide-eyed, licking your lips. Robin's never seen you shy like this, quiet with want as your hands twist into the sheets.

She bends her head down, smelling sweat and skin and leftover traces of campfire, pressing a kiss to the junction between your stomach and your thigh, trailing lower, growing bolder. Your skin squishes perfectly between her lips and the nip of her teeth, her nose buried in the coarse hair of your cunt.

Her tongue just breaches her lips, stealing the salt from your skin before pressing deeper, stroking against your swollen bud. She familiarizes herself with the shape of it, circles it with her tongue. The muscles in her hand grow sore when she tries to keep you still.

"Uh uh, baby," —she hears Steve's voice past the crush of your thighs, and she glances up, watching as he peels your wrists away from your face— "you gotta let me see you. I wanna see how good Robin is making you feel."

Steve pins your hands to the sheets, and Robin goes molten, uncontainable, as you squirm against both her hold and Steve's, absolutely overwhelmed by the pleasure of their attention.

She latches onto your cunt with renewed vigor, sucking deeply at your clit, pumping her fingers in and out of you until you've soaked her hand and you can't stay still when she’s touching you, just like she'd hoped.

"Tell Robin how good she's doing, baby, " Steve's low voice commands, and Robin's in flames at your high, keening praise.

"So good, fuck, Robin. Gonna make me cum- gonna cum."

She can feel it. Feels you trembling around her, the tight anticipation in every facet of your skin, and her own hips rut against the sheets because making you feel good makes her feel good.

You cum on her fingers with a gush and a throaty moan, curling around her until her head is cradled in your lap.

Her breathing is almost as shaky as yours.

"Was- was that good?" she asks. There's laughter on your lips when you pull her in for a kiss.

She's vaguely aware that Steve's climbed off the bed when the mattress springs up without his weight, feels the brush of the t-shirt he tosses in your direction.

You pull the fabric over your top until it kisses your thighs, and Robin can't help but be fascinated by the domestic intimacy she's seeing—watching Steve brush his teeth with the bathroom door, how you bring him his glasses from the bedside table without being asked.

"Are you gonna stay the night?" you ask before drying your face in a towel.

She shifts, sitting on her hands. "Would that be . . . okay?"

And she's looking at Steve now because sharing his girlfriend might be one thing but sharing his bed could be another.

He just shrugs, grabbing another t-shirt from his closet, and a pair of sweats.

"You should stay," he tells her, tossing the clothes in her direction, "then I don't have to drive you home."

You peek around Steve, a playful smile on your face when you jump beside her on the bed. "If you stay, you can use my tits as a pillow."

And that's all the convincing she needs.

#robin buckley x reader x steve harrington #robin buckley fanfiction #robin buckley smut #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington smut #minors dni #my writing #requests #steve harrington x reader #robin buckley x reader #steve harrington x you #robin buckley x you

[deltaruinedcoco37]

SplatoonMG4 CHAPTER 5: GAYER Off The Hook

(Third person)

SMG3 had a lot of questions now that there was a way for him to communicate with Four. He still wasn't great at Sign Script, but it was the best he could do for now. He had a lot of questions about Inkopolis and the surface, because even if he had heard of it from some Octolings it wasn't much, to be honest.

"Um..." There was a bit of an awkward silence before SMG3 continued to speak. "I only know what the, uh... Splatland Octolings say... I've heard of 'Deep Cut' and some things, like Turf War... but not much else... what are those three all about?"

SMG3 didn't speak as fast or as well as Four, but the latter was just glad to hear that the Octoling wasn't completely clueless, as he explained Deep Cut. "Deep Cut? They're like our news anchors. They have some pretty cool music and a podcast- the Anarchy Splatcast- so they have a lot of fans. Inkopolis is different though... we have some other people do the map announcements." He smiled at the thought of the Square's comedic duo, Off the Hook...

"Who are they, then?" SMG3 asked once he processed what Four said. "The, uh, news people?"

SMG4 just took a second to glance at the time before looking back at SMG3 with a grin.

"Well... how about I just show you?" He clicked the TV on. "Thanks to the power of Plot Convenience Magic, which probably shouldn't exist in this AU, but whatever..."

(Cue the news intro)

Swag: you sexy bitches know what time it is

Chris: It's Off the Hook, coming live from Inkopolis square... Swag... (Are you even allowed to say that?)

Swag: (of course i can. if you have enough fans you can do anything you want)

Chris: (First off, I was asking if that was part of the script... which I'm sure it's not... second off, that's what everyone thinks until they get canceled, you moron.)

Swag: anygays, moving on to the noob- i mean the normal battle stages. turf war.

(Moray Towers)(Starfish Mainstage)

Swag: my strategy here is to rush to the middle as fast as i can and look sexy ✨

Chris: (I need new friends...)

Swag: and now the stages for REAL battles. ranked battles. i meant to say "ranked battles"

(PIRANHA PIT)(CLAM BLITZ)

Swag: oh wow, look. my favorite: "50/50 chance to win or lose in the first minute like an idiot"

Chris: Finally, something we can both agree on...

Swag: well it's time for league battles... who even plays these anymore???

Chris: Swag, this is our job... can you please take it seriously today...

(And back to the gays in the apartment instead of the ones on the news)

"They seem, um..." SMG3 was trying to think of the word in Sign Script.

"Hilarious?" Four chuckled.

"...Dysfunctional." And... like maybe he'd seen one of them somewhere before? "But also familiar?"

Four thought for a second. "Hmm, maybe you heard of them from those Splatlandians? They are also popular in Splatsville, but they go by a different band name. That could be why you didn't recognize their name... But that's just a theory. An ink theory!"

SMG3 gave him a strange look. Oh, right.

"Uh... just forget I said anything. Haha..."

(Back to the news)

Swag: boss salmonids think i'm so sexy they don't even try attacking me 😎

Chris: (Or they're so appalled that they refuse to come within 10 feet of you...)

(Inkopolis News transition effect)

Swag: day 6969696969-

Chris: -That number's not even real-

Swag: -of saying we should've been called something fresher than "off the hook-"

Chris: Swag... we're almost out of time.

Swag: ugh fine. whatever. "don't get cooked..."

Chris: "...Stay off the hook-"

Swag: and don't forget to help me with my petition to change the name-

(Utter chaos then unfolded on screen for two seconds until the ads began to play.)

"Well, that was an... experience." SMG3 honestly didn't know what emotion he was supposed to feel after watching that news broadcast. "They're a comedian duo?"

Four was happy to share the silly duo with SMG3, and he was still snickering at the broadcast (because his sense of humor is broken). "Yeah, I guess so, but- wait! You wouldn't have heard any of their music before, right?"

"Well, uh... no... of course not, I haven't heard anything aside from the Octarian music, or this weird Salmonid band, so-"

"HGFGHWDNHBGVFCVGWBHJCHVGBHDCNJHVGEBH"

Well, that's what it sounded like to Three. Agent 4 was so excited he forgot to speak in Sign Script as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his playlist, before clicking on one of his favorite songs: Shark Bytes by Off The Hook.

(Time for the author to make horrible inaccurate lyrics!)

WOAH

WHAT'S THIS ACTION?!

THROW THE SPLAT BOMB

THROUGH THE ROOOOOOOOOOF

~~~

Three was 90% sure that even though Chris was singing it, Swag had written the lyrics. But that wasn't what caught his attention.

"Four, this... this isn't in Square," he said. "I think it's in Runic..."

Agent 4 looked genuinely surprised. "Really? Actually? I thought it was something really obscure, and that's why I didn't know it."

SMG3 listened for a little longer before nodding. "Yeah, it's... Runic."

"Interesting."

There was now an awkward silence, because they didn't really know what to say next. (And definitely not because the author can't write)

"So..." Four said, turning off his phone. "You wanna see the city now, or wait first?"

"Hell yeah I wanna see this place!"

~~~

Previous (Ch. 4)

Next (Ch. 6) [UPCOMING]

#smg4 #smg3 #smg34 #splatoon #splatoonmg4 #smg4 smg3 #smg4 au #splatmg4 #fanfic #Youtube

[jeanmoreaux]

literally yes to all i could not fall asleep either 😭

i think what's so bRILLIANT about tsc (besides, like, everything) is that nora seemed really nervous that her vision for the story and characters would get swallowed by the HCs the fans have been cooking for years, and while that still could happen in book 2, i felt like while i was reading it her vision was my vision - like i am positive we as fans have influenced her story and maybe jerejean won't turn into anything (i'll eat my arm fr) but that bitch at the very least was like "okay sure fine i'll give you mutual attraction" "i'll give you jerejean friendship and intimacy even if i may not give you sex or romance (just yet)"

and i think the other thing i was so overjoyed about was that even though the og AFTG is definitely (clearly) very queer, nora really stepped up and took it to a whole new level in this one with both the representation and just the overall tone - that like not only are a lot (all????) of the trojans open and together and so incredibly gay, but they're shaping the story and jean and making it less shameful to be gay in exy. like og aftg spent a lot of time being like "don't be gay! this is bad! you can't do this!" and while jean still harbors that (for his own fucked up reasons i'm gonna kms) it's obvious that the tone for this book is so much brighter and gayer.

and! the parallels between neil's story and jean's!!! like obviously we could write essays on that topic alone but in conjunction with that point i just made - seeing the similarities between the house taking in jean and the foxes taking in neil (his lack of possessions, their protectiveness, their attempts to normalize him, their creation of a safe space for him) literally made me want to gouge my eyes out it was so beautiful and sweet and fun and QUEER. like aftg always had aroace undertones and such a huge part of the aro/ace experience is friendship and queer friendship at that and so to get to see this kind of found family play out AGAIN but in a slightly different way with a whole group of gays who are out and proud and happy is just......everything

like it's not that i was *worried* persay because i do trust nora but you never know what you're gonna get with spin-off sequels and this fandom is like a rabid dog and so for her to bravely return to this world after years is amazing in itself but to do it in a way that is.......dare i say.......almost......better than the original.......it blows my mind. and it makes me appreciate the original series in new ways now that we'll have more info on the ravens and all of their bullshit. like i literally am sitting here being like....so....series reread tn queen????

if i wasn't insane before (i was) then i sure as hell am now

~

also. can we talk about jeremy's cheesy af dialogue that makes me squeal? thinking about him saying hecka with his full chest....i love that man

holding hands 🤝✨ felt alive yet so dead once i was done.

also what a glorious ask. i can co-sign all of this and i don’t think i have anything to say that adds value to your points. you’re so right.

nora is so brave for letting us back into that world. because as much as i love and adore this fandom’s passion, it can be intense is a quite negative way at times. so yes, nothing but respect for nora coming back and giving us Her version of the story. the small nods to us (blond jeremy, frosted tips, the cardboard dog etc.) were so very endearing. and i don’t want her to betray her integrity just for the sake of fanservice. i trust her to deliver a great story, even when some of the things i might want to happen will not end up being anything (e.g. jerejean). nora’s vision will feel right because whatever she decides to do and wherever she decides to take this story i know will make sense. it’s very funny to me that you mentioned how you think tsc might be better than the original because i had the same thought. i am hesitant to really settle on it one way or the other yet; mainly because i tend to get very excited about new, shiny things, but also because we don’t have book 2 yet and i think to really Know i have to consider the story as a whole. but you can definitely see that nora improved as a writer in general (which ofc makes sense.)

i fear this will remain THEE aftg year for me. i am already tempted to reread. i don’t think i’ll know a moment of peace from this story in the foreseeable future but i am not gonna complain i’ll just lean into it and indulge.

~

godddd i expected to love jeremy but i didn’t expect to fall for him this hard. several time i caught myself studying his way of engaging with people and made some mental notes. he’s so special to me. i think once we get his backstory it will get even worse. and he does offer a very different perspective and attitude that’s so very refreshing while still being in tune with what we are used to.

#looove this message with all my heart <3 #thank you so much for sharing all these thoughts!!! #tsc #tsc spoilers #mish reads tsc

[the-heaminator]

Oh can you write ukfrain? I thought like a love triangle (real one) and they're all too dumb to notice they're in love with each other. I do like Frain being very close and lot of PDA dispite them not saying and England feeling jealous because he/she isn't between them.

Oh wait. It can be nyo if you want 👀

OH, OH ok apparentl;y this turned into the horniest thing ive ever written. maybe im just feeling gayer than usual. A lot of this went into describing what i like about women im so sorry

Y E S. These shits being oblivious and England being jealous and all being very gay

Names bc Nyos: Isabella (Spain) Francene (France) Elizabeth (England)

Dammit why was Isabella so pretty!

This was the simultaneous thought of more than one very gay women in the conference room as Spain flounced up to give her speech.

Spain in a suit could turn most women gay, let's be real here, but if they were already gay, that could be a small problem.

As she droned on about agriculture most people had tuned out and were busy doing various things, like being on their phones, irritating someone or staring at Isabella's hips, luckily for Isa, only 2 people were staring at her hips. But unluckily for her, it was Francene and Elizabeth, one was her best friend (and fuck buddy) and the other was her past rival (now occasional fuck buddy.) 

Now you could argue that  Francene and Isabella's relationship had long surpassed being just fuck buddies, looking after each other and cuddling in the rain, being there when the other was down, kissing eachther goodnight, while sleeping in the same bed.

Normal homie behaviour at its finest.

After that it was Francene, she gave an actually well delivered and structured speech about strikes and why they happen and how to prevent them to avoid major closures. Most people were listening and to some extent Isa and Elizabeth were too, but they were also getting occationally sidetracked by Francenes clothing choices. A very close fitting waistcoat that left little to imagination and even though the skirt reached the knee, it showed her stocking clad calves and if she stretched, parts of her thigh and it was really sending Elizabeth around the bend.

She knew that Francene was mostly occupied by Isabella, but she really wanted to be held dammit. Preferably by either or both of those 2.

When it was finally Elizabeth's turn to speak, she pointedly avoided looking at either of the two. After all she was not wearing anything exactly provocative and her bodily dimensions left a lot to be desired, so she wouldnt have to worry.

At least that's what she thought.

Her bin provocative clothing and her overall dimensions did nothing to stop the two romance nations imagining things that would have gotten them flogged in centuries past.

I mean Elizabeth has done it before, so why not again.

Elizabeth's presentation on urban and rural development was the end to the incredibly long meeting.

Most nations had agreed to go to the pub before going to their hotels and probably sleeping, though some noises occasionally said otherwise.

Elizabeth walked to the canteen, avoiding Isabella and Francene like the plague, even if that meant being around Julchen and Amelia, two women who had no idea what being quiet was.

Except today, they were mostly silent, only muttering to each other under their breaths.

After an infuriating 5 minutes she asked "What is wrong with you two, neither of you have said awesome or dude yet and you're being awfully quiet."

Julchen, being an absolute beast at covering up her tracks and 100% wanted to torture Elizabeth said "We were talking about how I'm pretty sure that Isa and Francene have a thing going on."

"Oh you think I dont know that? I hear ✨sounds✨" she said, quite disgruntled as you would imagine.

She looked over at the two who were being so sappy that she couldn't look away defo not imagining herself in some questionable positions .

Elizabeth stopped her beer while Julchen did as well, Amelia was being a pussy in the corner and drinking coke.

But a couple of beers later, everyone is understandably a bit tipsy and whilst Amelia was stuck with dragging a mooning Elizabeth and a very depressed Julchen out of the bar.

Amelia looked on in dismay as Elizabeth sort of walked (she wasn't stumbling but like still a bit wobbly) over to the very passionately making out duo in the back.

And her tongue being plied with a generous amount of liquid courage says "Can I join you?"

The two considered it and debated for all of a minute and said "Sure, but this commitment lasts the night, kay?"

Oh and indeed it did

#hws nyo england #hws nyo spain #hws nyo france #hws nyo prussia #hws nyo america #look i was feeling gay im sorry this is what you got #i 90% will write another chapter bc otherwose this woukd get too long or it would be unfinished #and if anyine wants ti write the sex scenes be my ghest #guest #i have no clue on how to write it #ukfrain #fruk #frain #spuk

[plankaren]

wellz i wanted to make this primarily a plankaren shipping blog but i'll talk about other sbsp stuffs too :)

this post here is a thought stream so im just rambling to myself. nothing too fancy. i need to write out my excitement!!

i just finished season 1 and since i have the dvd, there are a lot of bonus features. Theyre all so cute <3 unfortunately, although it was brand new, the case cracked on its own and the first disc had some sort of smudge i couldnt get off, and so a lot of data wouldnt load. i had to watch the latter episodes another way. and theres an audio commentary for plankton! on the disc which made me sad. I'll check that out soon through my other method. but i did get to watch the commentary for karate choppers.... man the cast are dirty xD I'm surprised clancy brown just went ahead and swore in mr. krabs voice on an official dvd. It delights me, but if i was my child self i would have been like "WHAT!!!!!!!! SPONGEBOB IS FOR KIDS!!!!!!!!!" bahahaha.

mmm well on the other end of the sponge history, i have been watching newer episodes with my friend, usually plankton and karen themed ones.

karen for spot is very cute episode. It aired exactly a month ago today! I have a soft spot (lol) for dog episodes because well, i have a hyperactive doggy who i love very much x) to me its very cute that plankton has a dog. and its interesting to see karen struggle with something! i realize now my icon is from this episode... i just download it from somewhere with no context xD

we also watched plankton gets the boot... to me this is a waaaaay better version of karen 2.0. i hate that episode. even since i was a child, it felt sexist to me in a way i couldnt articulate at the time. plankton is more of a plot device than a character there. actually just trying to explain this kinda ticks me off so imma leave it at that lol. The only part of karen 2.0 i did like was when spongebob and mr krabs took karen in, that was sweet. (also karen crying is cute... that feels evil to say but it is true. v.v) ANYWAYS PLANKTON GETS THE BOOT!!! Plankton is immediately punished for being an asshole! Thats already a good sign haha! And spunch helps him to better himself for karen. That part was sweet. I said this to my friend but i think since networks are more lax now they're letting the characters be gayer than before xD patrick kissing spongebob on the cheek is cute. I see it as friendship but waaaaaaa they love each other!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! the part where plankton is trying to make karen jealous is where i saw the contrast from karen 2.0. she does not care. its funny!!! i can say the only part i dislike is fatphobic plankton. Dx and well this might be more a personal thing, but sometimes when plankton and karen argue it feels too realistic to be funny? at the end of karen for spot it felt fine because Dog, but not relly here.

also patnocchio... I dont have much to say on this but i love the duo of patrick and plankton !!! and i love fairy karen... the end of the episode where plankton just yells KAREN made me hoot and holler a lil. heeheehoo. i am very entertained :)

also hi friend i mentioned in this post!!!! i love you!!!!!!!!!!

#text

[uhhhyaenbyjade]

@mimbotomy tagged me in a fun tag game for fanfic writers, so here's my answers!!!!

How many works do you have on AO3? I have 62 total works, and I am so disappointed in a lot of them 😅

What's your total AO3 word count? 339,839 words!

What fandoms do you write for? Lately I've been working a lot on fics with AC: Odyssey, Monsterverse, and VicTORIous. However, I did recently do a fic for Mean Girls (2024) and I used to write a lot for BNHA/MHA, when I was very big on that fandom, but all those fics are really bad and cringe so I try to pretend they don't exist. I also have some batfamily fics, and a few for Dynasty. A few oneshots here and there with that fic being my only work in the fandom. And how could I forget, Horizon!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Confidence - What a Hero Needs - this annoys me so much, it was my first fic, EVER. I wrote it 4 years ago, and it's still my most popular, I've written much better stuff. I've even REWRITTEN THIS ONE AND THE OG IS STILL MORE POPULARR GKHDGHJHWJHK Apects Unknown - or are they? - a fun batfamily and wonderbat based fic off of my own mini-universe. Very cute, and very proud of this fic Perseverance - What a Hero Needs - the immediate follow up to Confidence. Again, I've written a lot better stuff "What? I like hero merch!" - My favorite crack fic I've written. Also BNHA/MHA based, but this was just fun and cute Among (Us) the Villains - yet another BNHA/MHA fic, but this time it's based about Izuku being friends with the LoV. And gaming with them. Made around the time of Among Us, hence the title

Do you respond to comments? I try, especially once I post something new. But honestly, a lot of my responses end up being just hearts or "thank you's" and it personally makes me feel like I'm being disingenuine when i respond with them too much

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I suppose Kumandra's Heart? But that was more sad than angst, I think?

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Pretty Girls, my Mean Girls (2024) fic!!!! I love this one so much, it's one of the few I go back and reread often! Basically a rewrite of the movie to be a lot gayer.

Do you get hate on fics? Oh yeah, there was this one marvel fic I did, and this one commenter was really mad that I wasn't going exactly as canon dictated. Because of course

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I have a few fics with smut, and it's mainly kink-based. Definitely love involved too, but very kink-based.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Yes! I enjoy it a lot! My craziest one would probably have to be the one I'm currently writing, combining the Assassin's Creed universe and Legendary's Monsterverse. It's called Ancients Risen Anew, and based on Kassandra joining MONARCH after the G-Day event in 2014!

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge! I made all my fics available only to registered users for the purpose of keeping them as safe as I can while still sharing them.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope! Would love to see it happen though!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Nope! It sounds interesting to do though!

What's your all time favorite ship? I would have to say Jade West/Tori Vega. The good old classic gay couple from Nickelodeon, as much as we hate how that era of TV was behind the scenes. A close second would probably be Aloy/Seyka, from Horizon. I just love them so much, they're my little blorbos (i think i used that term right :D)

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I have a few, but I'll talk about Cascade for now. It's the marvel fic I mentioned earlier, and I kinda lost all interest in marvel recently. The last media I saw was The Marvels, and I enjoyed it a lot, but I kinda got oversaturated with too much Marvel stuff, and not enough of it was as amazing like Shang-Chi was to make me wanna stay interested. Will definitely watch the stuff I'm interested in though (anything with Kate Bishop and Yelena)

What are your writing strengths? Hmmmm, tough one. I would say lore. I love writing lore and explaining lore. I am also very good at writing outlines.

What are your writing weaknesses? Fight scenes. Especially fast paced ones. I love the choreography in movies, but how am I supposed to translate the fast-paced combat into writing in a way that feels natural????

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I have done this for a short story! Please go check it out, its non-fandom related so it didn't get traction, but oh my god i did so much research for it and I love it. It's called Children of Níðhǫggr!

First fandom you wrote for? Boku no Hero Academia / My Hero Academia. Please, end me

Favorite fic you've written? How the fuck am I supposed to choose just one?!??!?! I'll limit myself to five, to keep this short, lol Ink & Sparks - which is my favorite Jade West/Tori Vega fic. I rewrote it several times, and the version linked is the best one I've done. Please check it out, I love it so much! There's More To Life Than Surviving! - Honestly, this one is a contender for top fic. A crack fic, but for Ninjago! Loved it a lot The Titan of the Pearl - A very nice fic I wrote combining the Pirates of the Caribbean and Godzilla. Because I can Kumandra's Heart - A slight ending rewrite of Raya, the Last Dragon, which is my personal favorite Disney Princess movie Pretty Girls - the Mean Girls (2024) fic I mentioned earlier. I love this one so much, and like I said, I keep going back to reread it, that's how much I enjoy it Going to tag @aeide, @hartlesshart, @foibles-fables, and @spectres-n-knights for this! And if anyone else wants to, please go ahead!

#fanfiction #ao3 #tag game

[fleshmechsystem]

About us:

Hi, I'm Patch (She/her/They/Them), 19, and here is pretty much the listing of everyone within the system!

Neo (They/It) They don't talk a whole lot but they were the first person to manifest in our system, they initially introduced themselves as a "puppet" and later on changed their name and appearance to be a person.

Heathcliff (He/Him) is the second person to introduce himself and he's a cool dude, usually is there to help me when I'm doing very not nice things to myself and stop me from hurting myself, a better dad than my singlet dad.

Jack (He/They) is the cute demon in our system, one of the people I'm currently dating actually, they're a little bit mischievous, flirty and a very sweet person, great cuddler.

Yuma (He/Him) Is the nerd of the system, they were actually the person that usually is the quiet and cuddly one.

He's also lovely and sweet.

May (She/Her) is a very sweet lady, likes older women like herself based from the time she was crushing over some lady in the thing we were reading lol, she also has very nice hair

Riley (They/Them) was the original host, they initially took the form of a little before changing their appearance to match the physical age of the body.

We're also dating now.

Spaceman (Unlabeled) they just check the state of the body and how things are going, they seem to be dormant most of the time but the time they were around they informed our friends that we were having sleep issues and started just checking the body if needed.

Edit: I used to be called member 9, but just call me J, not really comfortable sharing my name here so I'll just use that, May's gayer girlfriend who's an office girl.

Lastly I'm Patchwork, I was formerly known as Cal or Max but due to a fusion between them I am the result of said fusion, nice to meet ya!

Cal's old message reads below that I won't edit for archival and general purpose:

Since I'm an adult I would politely ask for minors to not interact with me and stuff since I will say a lot of weird things and I really don't want to expose young people to that stuff, fuck off conservatives since you make me and other queer people's lives a living hell and zealots are not allowed in my space since they make me uncomfortable.

Other than that, this is a safe space for other plural people like myself and queer people, I'm not really good with labels when it comes to plural stuff but I try my best, feel free to ask me anything :D

#minors dni #conservatives dni #Plurality safe space #zealotry is not allowed #lgbtq #plurality #fuck off terfs #endo safe

[pb-dot]

Film Friday: The Cabin In The Woods

This is one of those movies that are so dangerously peebscore that I'm a little shocked I haven't written about it on here yet. As you may very well know, I love myself a horror movie and I love myself some metafiction. Then what could be more peebs than a meta horror movie? Well, perhaps if everyone was like 20% gayer it'd be perfect but as it stands, it's still pretty damn good. I would also like to say that if you haven't seen this movie, go and see it. Track it down on whatever streaming service it's hiding on now (or use other methods) and see it. If you have any love for horror movies in you, you should see this movie and you should see it without reading a word I have written about it. Trust me, it's for the best, the movie rocks. If you have seen it or won't under any circumstances, feel free to proceed, as here be spoilers.

The setup for Cabin In The Woods is as classic horror as it gets. Dana and her four friends on various points of the nerd-jock spectrum go to a cabin in the woods to party. In fairness they do get to party, but that is not all; they awaken something old and evil that longs for murder. EXCEPT, that's only layer one, told parallel to yet another story altogether.

Layer two follows the two world-weary architects of said teens' suffering. Hadley and Sitterson work at the massive underground complex under the cabin from whence a world of nightmares may be unleashed on their unsuspecting victims. The Old Ones must be sated with a sacrifice of innocents straying from the path, and although it's messy work, it's nothing that can't be made sufficiently tedious with the application of bureaucracy. And so the tedium of office work gnaws at the edges. There's a betting pool for which horror will be unleashed this time, Hadley still holds out hope for a merman after all these years, and once the kills start rolling in, tension starts to be replaced with celebration. However, there are bigger forces at play than even this nameless organization, and once the layers start melding together, who's to say where it all ends up.

In short, the central joke of Cabin In The Woods is that your cookie cutter-standard slasher plays out as our characters, decently characterized for a genre film start acting more and more according to stereotype all due to the manipulations of Hadley and Sitterson and their organization. Hadley and Sitterson needs the girl who dies first to act promiscuous and airheaded, and so they've added behavior-modifying chemicals to her (blond) hair dye. The protagonist's stoner friend Marty finds his mind dulled as the night progresses, although not quite as much as expected for some reason.

The point where the movie turns from a clever bit of fun to a truly memorable experience though, is when it all goes off the rails. Hadley discovers that the sequence of murders is all wrong as Marty the Stoner did not die when he was supposed to, and in fact, starts helping Dana to navigate into the complex below the cabin. It is here where the stakes only alluded to so far become clear. If Marty doesn't die before sunrise, the ritual will fail, and the sacrifice will be unable to lull The Ancient Ones back to their slumber. This would mean nothing short of the end of the world.

The movie quite elegantly switches gears. After playing the two stories with conflicting goals against each other for tension and/or black humor, like Kuleshov effect-cutting between a sex scene turned into a bloody murder and Hadley's unconcerned face, the thing now fuses its two plots into one with elegance. Hadley and Sitterson need to make sure Marty dies, and Dana is very done with losing friends, but who will come out on top when the continued existence of humanity is on the line.

It makes for a spectacular third act, in part because of the tension inherent in the conflicting goals above, and in part because it turns into an absolute bloody mess of horror movie references. To cover their escape, Dana unleashes every terror and murderer the complex has on tap, and they go about their merry murdering way on just about everyone they can get their appendages and/or tentacles on.

It is very fun to see copyright-proof references to various horror icons, like the pinhead-like Lord Of Pain, generic zombies, Shining-style creepy twins, and the somehow more disturbing The Strangers-alike The Family, as well as the monster clowns, ghosts, werewolves, and other creatures of the night we've come to expect. Part of what makes the monster onslaught scenes so cool is the restraint with which they are used, which sounds like I'm talking out of my ass, but hear me out here.

The movie teases that there's a plethora of monsters that COULD be deployed on our poor college students, from the various objects meant to "summon" them, to the betting pool board in the complex, but we don't see them until Dana and Marty discover them. It's a powerful tool for showing the scale of this new struggle, as well as just being a feast for the horror nerd's eye. What I love most about it though? It was in none of the promotional material, not even alluded to beyond the fact that Something Else Is Going On. In a less confident movie, there'd be a year-long cross-promotion running in Fangoria featuring high-rez all-angles specials on all of these guys. Not Cabin In The Woods though, it knows what it has, and it knows that the sheer ludicrous scale of what it has is half of the trick.

This isn't to say horror reference is all Cabin has, far from it. The meta angle remains strong, with the implied theme that we, the viewers, are The Old Ones. When a new hire asks the architect gang why it's important that the first victim is promiscuous and gets her tits out, they merely respond "We're not the only ones watching." In-universe, this of course refers to The Old Ones, but it's no accident that the various requirements of the ritual to contain them also are things that are known to put butts in horror-watching seats. A bit of nudity sells, but not so much that it becomes conspicuous, and people who have sex are frequently dispatched shortly thereafter, puritan thoughts about sex and Hays-era moralism still haunt many a producer's office after all.

It's not only for the fun of creating a dietetic explanation for horror tropes, it does add a pretty clever touch to the third act. We want our protagonists Dana and Marty to succeed, as they have shown themselves to be more than the 2D stereotypes we assumed they were, but on the other, we can't escape the recognition that all this suffering is heaped on them for our benefit, to get us watching and keep us watching because if we cease watching, the sequels stop, the money stops, this world, in particular, ends.

It all leads up to an ending that I find both perfect and deeply frustrating. Frankly, this is not a jab at the movie, it is, I would argue, the perfect ending for the story it has told. The slight frustration is a feature, even if you're on team "Sacrificing a handful of people at a time in perpetuity isn't more moral than letting the whole flawed system collapse under its own weight" like I am. It's honestly really cool because while I think the ending supports my reading, I also do think it supports a different one, especially if the movie is read as a metaphor for horror franchise filmmaking.

So in short, Cabin in the Woods is a really clever movie, and it kind of feels like the progenitor of the current wave of "elevated horror" or "art horror" or whatever you call the genre of horror where the monster is a metaphor for patriarchy or post-natal depression or sexual anxiety, but also is a physical monster that will eat your whole. As a fan of both those kinds of horror movies and the considerably more lighthearted fare where the question is "how many semi-humorous ways can you murder college kids with garden implements," I can hardly recommend it enough.

#The last paragraph may or may not contain a hint about next week's movie #also no bonus points for guessing who my favorite character in the movie is #film friday #cabin in the woods #horror film

[negative-speedforce]

The Intervention, or, "How to stop being a useless lesbian in 5 easy steps"

Inspired loosely by this post by @vexic929. Starring Vexic's OCs Eoland and Berrie Thawne, and my OC, Siv Thawne.

"I think you know why we've invited you here."

Eoland frowned. Her doppelgangers' brats had dragged her to an empty university lecture hall, where a projector showed the first slide of a powerpoint, which had a picture of an animated man with a massive head and blue skin, reading "No Bitches?" on it, and text framing the image- "How to stop being a useless lesbian in 5 easy steps".

"It was high time someone staged an intervention for you." The older of the brats said, not once looking up from her phone. "You're a little too far off the deep end. And that's coming from me."

"They're right, you know." The younger brat, a child with shoulder length auburn hair and bright, wide eyes that just reeked of childhood innocence, finished hooking up the laptop to the projector.

"You need help, m'dude, or else you're going to be bitch-less for the rest of your life." The older brat poked Eoland in the chest. "Do you want to have No Bitches-itis for the rest of your life?"

"I don't need 'bitches'. I have an archnemesis." Eoland replied. "Now get your hands off me before I remove them for you, insufferable brat."

"Excuse me?" The older brat snorted. "What did you just call me? I only respond to 'Siv', 'Sivonne', or 'Hot Shit'."

"I'm not calling you 'Hot Shit'." Eoland glared down at Siv, who just looked up at her with an eyebrow raised, unamused.

"Also, if you so much as lay a finger on me, you're going to find out why you don't mess with the 5'2 lesbian with daddy issues that flow like the mighty Mississippi."

"Chihuahua energy." The younger brat, Berrie, added. "Welcome to your intervention- How to stop being a useless lesbian in 5 easy steps. Step one- acknowledge you're a lesbian."

"We're using 'lesbian' as an umbrella term here because we couldn't figure out how to make "Acknowledge that you are a sapphic" as catchy." Siv shrugged. "So just replace that with 'bi', 'pan', 'ace', et cetera, as you see fit."

"With this step, you acknowledge your attraction, and you acknowledge that it's the driving force behind your 'useless lesbian' activities, such as bursting into tears or stuttering at the sight of a pretty girl, forgetting how to 'people' when a girl looks at you, or, in your case, getting obsessed with a girl to the point that you don't have a life outside of her." Berrie read off the slide.

"I'm... not a lesbian." Eoland said.

"Bitch, please." Siv snorted. "There's one thing every variant of you has in common- you're gayer than a box of Froot Loops."

"Having an archnemesis is pretty gay." Berrie added. "I mean, the sexual tension..."

"How do you even know that phrase? You're like, eight." Siv crossed her arms.

"I'm fifteen, or did you forget how to count?" Berrie replied.

Eoland took the brief moment of bickering between the two teens as an excuse to escape. She had made it to the door, when she discovered that it was locked, and when she attempted to phase through it, a spray of glitter hit her in the face.

"To be fair, that was his idea." Siv pointed at Berrie. "Just... admit that you're gay for Barbara and we can continue with this, and you can go back to whatever dark cave you call home."

Eoland frowned. "Fine. If that's what you brats want to believe, then sure."

Berrie continued with the presentation, reading off the next slide. "Step two: Talk to girls. This step can be the hardest, since one is usually far too flustered to actually get the words out. Also, you can really build your relationship with the object of your affection, and maybe in time, your feelings will be mutual."

Eoland rolled her eyes. What her and Barbara had was more than love, though her nemesis didn't know it yet. These children had no idea what they were talking about.

"Step three: Be normal." Berrie emphasized the word 'normal'. "Girls won't want to talk to someone who they think is a weirdo, so try to be as normal as possible. There's nothing wrong with being quirky, but try to stay out of 'creep-o pervert' territory."

"This one's really important for you." Siv said. "Since, you know, you don't have a chill bone in your body."

"That's rich, coming from you." Berrie said.

"Jesus Fucking Christ-"

"As the older sibling-"

"Oh, dear god can you please shut up about that? You're not even allowed out after 11pm by yourself yet."

This was going to be a long night.

#other people's ocs

[eolewyn1010]

Dragging Frankenstein - Chapter 19

Which starts out gay, and keeps getting gayer. Half the time, I'm left wondering if Mary Shelley did this on purpose.

“Clerval desired the intercourse of the men of genius and talent” – XD Good on you, Henry, for setting higher standards than pretty. DAS GAY: 27

…okay, the way Victor is all about loving Henry and how wonderful Henry is gets them another one for their relationship. DAS GAY: 28

I’ll hold back from giving one for Henry being “anxious to gain experience and instruction”, but… yeah, have fun, sweetie. My brain is a little Pride Month-addled.

-.- Aaaand Henry promptly gets a sympathy point removed for wanting to progress India’s colonization. Dude.

“that I might not debar him from the pleasures natural to one who was entering on a new scene of life” o.O Okay, WHY is this reading like Henry has just come out and is exploring the local gay scene??

And with the “collecting materials” again, how does Victor hide them from his boyfriend, both in London and then during travelling? Imagine the conversation. “Uhm… Victor… you might wanna wash your underwear before packing it; the luggage is kind of smelly.”

“although I abhorred society” – wooooow, Victor is a real sunshine, isn’t he? I mean, I’m socially anxious, but that sounds more like the Creature in his hatred for humanity.

Once again, the passage of time confuses me. Shelley’s transitions, man. How tf do they need four months from London to Scotland? And why would they begin this journey in fucking February? And can Victor really afford to take this time? And give us a history lesson on the country, to boot. Like Bram Stoker, Shelley can’t resist the temptation to write a travel guide. Train schedules, anyone?

Every “soon” is “four months later”, Victor needed 6 fucking YEARS to go back home to visit his family. Honestly, I’m amazed that the shallow twit even still wants to marry Elizabeth and doesn’t consider her an old maid not worthy of his attention at this point. It’d be like him.

However, as my friend pointed out, he rarely ever thinks about actually being married to Elizabeth. It’s a very abstract concept to him, marrying her at all. How convenient that he doesn’t have to get used to it. Being married would require him to actually take the role he has rejected regarding the Creature. He’d have to take responsibility for Elizabeth and the household, for hypothetical children. He’d have to be dependable, emotionally, financially, in regards to the time he spends with them. It’s different with Henry. Henry is the one who’s always there to support him, and to be up for every whim of Victor’s. A marriage doesn’t work that way. Conclusion: Victor’s problem isn’t that the Creature is ugly. It’s just that Victor is a fucking deadbeat.

Ah, but it wouldn’t be complete without Victor moping. Feeling once more that Stephenie Meyer’s characters are heavily based on 19th century gothic horror novels, even though she completely fails at the horror part. All the same whiners. “Byronic hero” my ass; try “emo brat”.

“…at Servox and Chamonix. The latter name made me tremble when pronounced by Henry” – XDDD I know what Victor is on about, but the choice of words makes me think that, for a student of languages, Henry seems to really butcher that pronunciation.

“I could now almost fancy myself among the Swiss mountains.” – Yeah, why would you go anywhere else at all if not to feel exactly like at home?

When Victor talks about getting letters from home, he gives us this baffling line: “I hardly dared to read and ascertain my fate.” Oh, right. Whether Elizabeth and his father and brother are still alive is Victor’s fate. Had almost forgotten it. IT’S ALL ABOUT ME: 20

“you enjoy yourself, and let this be our rendezvous” – DAS GAY: 29

This journey is really an opportunity for the boys to have a gay old time, huh.

I’m giving this another double bc Henry gets so heartache-y at separating from Victor for a while, “I cannot feel at home in your absence” and all that. Henry, you’re too good for him. DAS GAY: 30

Victor travels to the Orkneys and sneers about how poor his surroundings and the people are -.- I held back on giving him a point for the smug attitude with which he just presumed some important scientist would be eager to share all his wisdom with him, the college drop-out brat, but I will so count his turning up his nose on miserable cows, “squalidness of the most miserable penury”, gaunt limbs, and meals that have the audacity to consist of oatmeal and vegetables. I SO PRIVILEGED: 9

“I ordered it to be repaired, bought some furniture, and took possession” – He’s insistent on pissing me off, the patronizing little shitstain. Why don’t you repair it yourself? I SO PRIVILEGED: 10

“As it was, I lived ungazed at and unmolested” o.O Is. Is Victor craving some gazes and molestation or something?

“employed in the most detestable occupation” …yeah, right, but when you did it the first time, serving no benefit but your own fame, then it was a noble undertaking of creating a new species and shit.

#Frankenstein #personal opinions #disclaimer: this is just for shits and giggles

[fencer-x]

Hi fencer-san! Firstly thank you for replying my question before... I love your answer! Now do you mind if I ask you again?

So recently I just saw a pict about the child rinharu holding hands. Is that the official scene from the movie FS 2? If yes, why they were holding hands?

Also, is there any other skinship between those two? I know that we already got that tackle-hug after the rematch in the rooftop right?

Or perhaps we also get the skinship of the two with the others? Maybe Rin hugs Sousuke or Haruka holds Makoto's etc? Or we only got to see the one and only skinship from Rinharu in the movie?

Would you mind to explain why Rin loves to touch Haruka? Well, I don't recall he did that so often with the others even Sousuke? A slight touch might be yes, but does Rin hug Sousuke or Ikuya too after the final? I mean, does Rin being THAT touchy/clingy with the others just like what he did to Haruka?

And the last...

What do you think about skinship? Is that even necessary in the (((SPORT))) anime? Cuz I don't remember watching sport anime that gives me the 'shoujo manga' vibe like Free! Even I do think that Free! is somehow gayer than Yuri on Ice--the actual sport-shounen-ai anime imo.

Thank you!

For the pic of them holding hands, I don't think that's official? But I could definitely be misremembering--there are several scenes of them as kids, so I won't profess a solid memory for that part. (guess I'll have to go see it again and confirm 8D)

ETA: nm it's definitely official, it's from the early dream sequence scenes set in a movie theater, where the characters are watching memories (or fantasies) of themselves. That particular one comes after Makoto envisions a sequence where Haru and Rin are power ranger-like superheroes who have to work together to defeat an evil, and once they do, they revert to their child versions where they're holding hands.

There is of course the tackle-hug, which is the main instance of skinship--but they also hug again after the relay, along with Sousuke and Ikuya (in the classic post-relay group hug as we've seen before). For other instances of skinship, Rin gives…Ikuya or Sousuke? (I think Sousuke, but for some reason my first instinct was Ikuya…) a fistbump before a race. I'm positive there was a little bit of skinship with Makoto and Haru, but I can't recall the details, so I'll just say I assume there was because they're them XD

As for why Rin loves to touch Haru…………………well that's the $64,000 question, isn't it? XD

From as non-shippy a perspective as I can manage: I feel like Rin is just a really tactile person in general. He's fistbumped Sousuke on several occasions, he's hugged his Samezuka relay team, and in a more negative light, he's pushed and shoved people when angry. He has no problems showing affection through touch, and even when his temper shows itself, he still gets 'messy' with his hands. It's just in his nature. But he definitely is more tactile with Haru than anyone else we see--there's TONS of official art out there with Rin leaning on Haru's shoulder or touching him in some way. It became a meme, even. So why is Haru special? Well…because Haru's special. Period :P

Haru doesn't get fist-bumps like Sousuke because he's not the same kind of 'friendly rival' that Sousuke is. He doesn't just get 'hanging on the shoulder' (though he does get that), but bone-crushing hugs, at least two that we've seen so far. Hugs where Rin is so overwhelmed with emotion, to the point of tears, that he can't hold himself back from just unloading it all onto Haru.

Haru means SO much to Rin--he's a friend, he's a hero, he's a goal, he's an impediment, he's a yardstick by which Rin measures his own success. He's something ineffable, someone who has made Rin the happiest he's ever been and close to the saddest he's ever been. And Rin loves him, I think that's clear--whatever you want to define that love as--even though he'd probably deny it, or explain as he did to Ikuya that his feelings for Haru aren't that simple.

And those feelings might just manifest in a tactile relationship unlike Rin's with anyone else's. Maybe because he's had to keep Haru at arm's length for so long, he overly indulges now. Haru just pushes him over the edge until he needs to touch, needs to feel with his full body that Haru is real and there and not going anywhere, needs to impress upon Haru the depth and breadth of his feelings for him and it's the only way he knows how.

Or idk maybe he's just gay af and wants Haru's ass. All equally possible, imho.

#free! #sharkbait #rinharu #harurin #free! the final stroke #spoilers

[epicfranb]

Here are my reactions to Bdubs's first Secret Life episode!

EPISODE STARTS WITH ETHUBS GREAT START I'M LOVING THIS ALREADY 👏👏👏

Bdubs really digs his mine ONE BLOCK AWAY FROM ETHO'S 😭😭😭 I'm telling you this man is NOT OKAY

This is like them pissing together except mining 1 block apart from each other (cuz they're not gay)

"You can't even tell your best friend" you mean yourself? "You can't even tell me" yup.

"I really wanna tell you really bad" I'M TELLING YOU THIS IS THE PERFECT START.

LIZZIE IS BACK NOW I ACTUALLY FEEL THE HYPE HELLOOOOO!!!!

Mesa on the map 👀

Bdubs feels so bad about killing horses god bless his pure soul 😭😭

Oh so they can't regenerate AT ALL once they lose their hearts they are GONE. No potions no gapples nothing

YOU CAN GIFT HEARTS??? this is huge

"My boy Bdubs" Etho is also not okay

Bdubs in Last Life gives Etho a shield bc Etho forgets them all the time... This season Etho remembers the shields first and then makes Bdubs one.... And they giggle so sweetly :( I HATE THEM...

And now they're reminiscing about good old times. Great

MUMBO IS ALSO IN IT???? How many people do we have this time?! Is Ren in this one?

They didn't play on 1.18 generation in LimLife where everyone died left and right but they DO play it on the season where you can't regenerate hearts. Awesome decision making

Paused on this bit and just want to say. Team STEM

Aww Mumbo Pearl and Bdubs neighbors? :O :D

That was just three nicknames in a row with no pause in between. Skizz comes in saying "Pearlie-Pop! :D" Pearl goes "Skizzlie!! :D" and Bdubs instantly goes "Hey Skizzie!!!" They are so silly and whimsical

Bdubs: Hey Skizz i have words of affirmation for you

Skizz: That's so last season 🙄

Bdubs: *collects Cleo's wheat* nothing to see here! Just borrowing some stuff! 🥰

Cleo: Oh that's fine , they're not mine, they're Lizzie's :D

Bdubs: OH SHOOT*glues the sugar cane back on*

I see this man has his priorities straight 😭😭

THEY GET OP REWARDS FOR COMPLETING SECRET TASKS???

BDUBS REALLY SUGGESTED HIM MUMBO AND PEARL BE CALLED AXIS THANK GOODNESS CLEO WS THERE

So Bdubs is now sort of in a team with Mumbo and Pearl. The question is though: will be be undyingly loyal to them 🤔

The rock thing with the rewards is so watcher-core you just know the watcher fandom will eat well this season LMAO

Cleo: Hey Bdubs where's your boyfriend?

Bdubs: Etho is...

That's it. I'm done. This season has peaked. I don't even know what to say anymore. I'm quitting. My career is over. I don't have anything else to do or say I'm done.

I CAN'T BELIEVE BDUBS ANSWERED BEFORE FULLY PROCESSING WHAT CLEO SAID. HIS BRAIN JUST WENT "My boyfriend? Oh yeah that's Etho" i actually flat out CANNOT believe it's only the first episode and is already gayer than Last Life 😭😭😭

Riding a camel wearing a helmet (against the rules) holding tnt like a slut he is

I wonder if the admins themselves assign everyone their tasks. Whether that's the case or not, it's VERY ironic that Bdubs, a master builder, gets a task to build the ugliest house known to man and people end up looking at it and going "what a creative idea!" and decide to make it there gimmick as well.

ETHO'S TASK IS TO GET EVERYONE TO SLEEP AT NIGHT?! THAT'S CRUEL MAN i can't wait to hear him whine and whimper about it in his video

Joel wants to build a mound as well? 👀 Bdubs and Joel alliance? 👀

THE MOLES. GREAT

Mumbo's "tell a bunch of puns" and Etho's "get everyone to sleep at once" you can clearly see who is watchers' favorite etc etc

Scar threatens to burn down Jimmy's house againSJJDKDKDKFJJDJ

Skizz: *hears Bdubs's secret* i do that without a task xD

Skizz: we're all pretty old, maybe our island is called Heart Problems 😭😭 he says out of nowhere

Can't believe Tango and Skizz lit up their island and get attacked by 2 baby zombies, a creeper, a witch and a Trident drowned 😭😭😭

#life updates #secret life