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[the-fiction-witch]

No Girls?

Media The Maze Runner : Death Cure

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smutty / Flirty

Concept A Glade with No Girls

Smut: Sexy Discussions / Sexual Language / Semi Nudity

I sat watching the ocean shift and change with each of its little waves, the ship to the side being worked on relentlessly by anyone with enough skill to do so. I sat repairing various clothes and tent flaps that had been dropped off to me a skill I'd always used and honestly enjoyed something about sitting down with a needle and some thread was so very calming indeed. But I wasn't alone I had newt beside me one of the group A boys who had gotten cosy with Vince I got along with most of them but newt especially we had a comfort with each other I suppose he had a day off from his usual work welding and cutting metal work on the ship a task Vince trained him in as his steady hand was well suited for it. But today he was resting his ankle up sitting with me as I worked. 

"Why didn't you try a big ladder?'

"We did. Couldn't build one big enough."

"What about like scaffolding?'

"Y/n I don't know how else to explain this to you the walls were too big to do that." 

"Did you try a big stick?" I asked and he glared at me "do like a pole vault" 

"Your really just not getting how big these walls are"

"No if it's a wall it can be scaled." 

"Okay so if you could get to the top then what?"

"Walk along the top."

"That doesn't connect. And moves every night"

"Fine. Still sounds dull"

"Says the girl who lived in a shopping centre with a bunch of cranks for two years"

"I wore stylish pre apocalypse fashion, ate so many fancy candies and slept on a whole bed of teddy bears. My life was awesome" 

"Sure sounds like it" he laughed

"So how many girls again?'

"One"

"Ooohh bet you boys fought over her. Or what she just one of those free love types who'd let all of you straight boys at her"

"No, she was only in the glade a week so"

"How long were you in there?'

"Three years"

"And you had one girl for a week?'

"Yeah'

"I'm surprised she got out the box without being drowned"

"...by what?" 

"A river of goo"

He glared at me again "we didn't all immediately jizz ourselves when we saw a girl"

"Really? Cause I think sixty boys in a large maze together for three years would be pretty hyped for a girl. Except the gay guys they probably didn't care all that much. Bisexuals hyped over threewaY possibilities. Asexuals wouldn't really care either" I explained

"I mean Thomas may have jizzed himself but that's because she's his girlfriend"

"Ohh. But you really spent three years with nothing but big smelly boys?"

"Yeah, and it wasn't that bad we had showers"

"Yeah I know what boys are like you showered once in a month if your lucky"

"...true." he sighed 

"Didn't you have buckets too?'

"Yeah for klunk" 

"Did you have laundry?'

'not really. Just brush it off if it gets dirt on it"

"Ugggh I get why the one girl lasted a week she probably couldn't stand the smell, sweaty smell unwashed teenage boys who don't wash their laundry and have shit buckets, all allowed to fester and go all sour"

"Okay now you say it… we probably were disgusting" 

"You shower more now right?"

"Every other day, I would everyday but the showers aren't that private…" 

"Awwww you shy newt?" I giggled

"Shy? Don't want people seeing my dick? Whatever you wanna call it" 

"But really no girls?"

"No girls."

"Awwww poor newtie spent all the formative teen time without anything to imagine" 

"I can imagine. I have an imagination"

"But you spent all that time without comparison. From when you where a tiny baby boy to now big strong boy" I smiled leaning on his shoulder 

"It wasn't that bad"

"What did you use to do? At night?"

"Sleep?"

"Newt, you were trapped in their from what 13 onwards. Your really going to try and tell me you didn't.. you know after lights out" 

"Did you?'

"Constantly I was bored. It helps me sleep"

"Do you… still?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just… curious" he blushed "no, I uhh never really had time, or the privacy"

"Awwwwww poor newtie." I giggled hugging him tightly and immediately I noticed "hi"

"Hi"

"Be careful with that I only just repaired those pants newt" I warned him going back to my sewing as he turned bright red "newt?'

'yes?" 

"You ever seen boobs?"

"... How much boob?"

"How much have you seen?"

"I saw Teresa's in her shirt… and also a little down her shirt"

"Dirty boy"

"She was laying down it wasn't intentional!"

"That it?"

"That's it" 

"You ever touched a boob?"

"Nope"

"You ever seen ass?"

"I mean I've seen Minho. And fry. Infact most boys"

"I meant girls"

"No."

"Ever seen a? Lady area?"

"No,"

"... would you want to?" I asked 

He went bright red stuttering a lot barely able to make eye contact with me "I mean uhhh well I uhh I guess I uhh what I mean is uhh kinda"

I chuckled and finished my last few stitches throwing my finished work in the basket "you're sweet newt" I smiled moving to stand In Front of him and I lifted my shirt long enough for him to look before dropping it back down and giving his cheek a kiss even if he was basically frozen with his eyes wide in place "see you later" I laughed taking my basket and headed back to camp 

#thomas sangster #tbs imagine #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #tbs smut #tbs #thomas brodie sangster #thomas brodie sangster smut #maze runner newt #newt maze runner #newt #newt imagine #newt imagines #the maze runner newt #tmr newt imagine #tmr newt smut #tdc newt smut

[whatthehellami]

Men love men.

The rise of influencers like Andrew Tate as well as other such podcasters and high value sigma men is not so surprising and sudden when you take into account the fact that men idealise men. But then again, men idealizing men is not harmful isn't it? We, as women idealise Marie Curie, Joan of Arc, Taylor Swift and so many more inspirational and amazing women. There wouldn't have been a problem if more men were idealizing Mark Twain, Newton or Harry Styles. But do these men really possess the qualities which a man of the current day would attractive? Would their personalities be masculine enough? Dominant enough?

Women are called fanatic, crazy, stupid, brainless and so much more if they hype up a musician by buying their albums, going to concerts and screaming out their songs. But men following Andrew Tate defend him in spite of him being charged with human trafficking. He dehumanizes women, reduces them to mere commodities whose only purpose is to serve a man and his followers have one thing to say: "it's just what a man is. At least he cares about men's mental health!"

Mental health?! Babes, you need to start using your brain soon instead of gagging on that misogynist's words because if your mental health is at peak by lowering and dehumanizing women, you need to get checked. This is not American Psycho's set. This is the real world.

Often I've seen the word 'gay'; 'feminine'; 'pussy' being used as an insult. An important point to be noted is that the last two terms are derived from women. Hence, it is disrespectful to be something similar to a woman. 'Pussy' or the female reproductive system is probably one of the strongest systems in the entire body which is capable of withstanding immense pain. If logic was used, the word should be synonymous with strength but of course it's a woman. How can a man and woman ever be on the same footing?

The most curious thing is the disrespect to the term 'gay'. Why is it disrespectful? I want to know, why? They are just lovers who don't harm anyone. It shows your mentality that you equate love with a slang. But also, you love men and if you would rather believe in a man's word over a woman, you are gay. If anything to do with a woman is not up to your standards or not at your level, you are gay!

Isn't that the reason why you look up to Andrew Tate for relationship advice? When you see women pushing for more independence every day, every night and you actively choose to believe in his theology that women are below men, women should stay in kitchen, then you are gay. You are in love with him and you should find a man similar to him.

You don't love women. If you did, you would've heard what they want.

#writers on tumblr #writeblr #spilled thoughts #my words #my writing #writing #spilled ink #spilled words #wip #writers #radblr #radical feminism #feminist #feminism #writer thoughts #writing inspiration #writing prompt #gender equality #lgbtq #lgbtq community #lgbtqia #women #tumblr girls #girlhood #girlblogging #my thougts #writebrl #writeblr community

[fairytail-whathesays]

Hello! I don't know if xreaders are still open but, I'm so curious what your take on a Sting x ftm!reader would be! Mainly sfw but nsfw is fine, too.

I love your headcanons so much, you really manage to portrait everyone's character so well! So thank you <3

So guess what finally reached 100 notes?

You probably thought I forgot about this ask, or didn't receive it, right? Wrong! Time to keep my promise!

Sting is like the anti-dysphoria fairy. I think out of every possible boyfriend option in the series, he'd be the best at this sort of thing. You think he wears that fur-lined crop top and those elbow-length gloves because he likes gender conformity? Lmao. Sting not only is a hype man by nature, he loves your masculinity, your male-ness, and encourages it and your expression of it however you choose. You want tips on serving pure "dude" or just affirmation? He's the one you go to.

See, if Rogue were your boyfriend, he'd be the type to respond to you being addressed with the wrong pronoun by just talking about you casually and using the correct pronoun without drawing attention to it. Not Sting--he loudly and pointedly corrects people the second they make that mistake, just because he knows people don't be paying no fuccin attention half the time. It's embarrassing at first because of how gung-ho he is about it but it's something you end up liking about him.

Sting is the type of bisexual dude to call himself gay at literally every opportunity and endorse anything that allows him to feel more gay. At first you think he's constantly referring to you as his boyfriend in public to make you feel good--then you realize he just really really likes letting people know he got himself a man.

If you don't know your best angles, Sting will find them for you. He's very much an Instagram bf, always taking pictures, even when you're just doing nothing sitting there drinking coffee. His phone is chock full of you and yes, you're his lock screen.

Do you have a name you like yet? Don't get it twisted, if you've already got all your manly gameplans in order, it's all good, but if you start dating him while transitioning, he will have endless recommendations as to your new name. You're dating a guy named Sting Eucliffe, after all.

Sting does not dim his light to keep pace with anyone, he emphasizes his partner's qualities as best he can. Even if you're the shy type by nature, like Rogue, you'll find that Sting never overpowers your presence in a room. Remember what I said about automatically being the hot person x hot person couple? Even if you start out known to peers as "Sting Eucliffe's boyfriend", it doesn't stay that way for long.

He does, perhaps, simp a bit. He's not wound around your finger, but you can get him to bend to your will a little more easily than other people around him.

NS/FW:

Regardless of what you're packing downstairs (or upstairs) you're good to go. If, however, you got some parts switched up, be prepared to spend a lot more time with Sting in Slut Mode--he loves to bottom. Even if you choose the strap-on route, he's happy either way.

Sting is so freaking good at oral, like, who the hell gave him permission??? It's ego, it's pride. You don't ask to have your eyes roll back in your head, he does it because he wants to.

Wear his clothes. Trust, you'll look good in them. And Sting looks good naked, win-win.

#sting eucliffe #fairy tail x reader #headcanons #reader insert

[makwandis]

i’m actually so curious what your roderich hcs are 👀 what do you think about when writing him and how do you see his dynamic with gilbert? with antonio?

Oh my gosh it's a big thing to answer UMMM I got dis

so I feel like roderich is femme fatale as a boy. Venus as a boy. He's antinous. He's beautiful. He's sensitive. He's very very demure. He reminds me of Scarlett ohara and he reminds me of Blanche Dubois. He reminds me of s delicate flower but watch out the flower is poisonous as fuck. I think overall yeah He's a sensitive, pensive, observant quiet gentleman with refined tastes and also like is a total bitch. He's gay as fuck. I love him. He's preminger from the barbie movies too lowkey. I always just picture like what would like a very beautiful man from antiquity or whatever be like what would happen to him ya know. I personally love roderich a lot cuz I honestly can relate to him a lot too. He's a nurturer, he's a kind soul, hes reserved , he's been hurt a lot, he doesn't trust easily, but he's a good friend to have.

As for him and Gilbert UM talk about toxic lol. Pruaus is my endgame and my fave Pru ship by far, I think Gilbert has been madly in love w roderich since he first saw him and roderich is the most beautiful boy Gilbert has ever seen. I really hype up rod being pretty NO UGLY AUSTRIAS THANKS lol. But Gilbert is insane and frankly so is roderich when he's around him. Roderich is usually quite reserved snd it's very hard to get a reaction out of him- he doesn't really yell when he's mad. Normally. Around Gilbert though? He just can't help it he becomes THIS FIRECRACKER he's feisty and sassy and will fucking slap Gilbert lmao. Gilbert has made him madder than anyone else on the planet and I feel he's an adrenaline rush for roderich that roderich is lowkey high key lowkey addicted to. Gilbert had also made roderich laugh harder than anyone else on the planet too. Gilbert just brings out all these extremes in roderich that can either exhaust him or he enjoys it a lot. They've had their ups and their many many many many downs. They have been terrible to each other but I think Gilbert has been worse. Roderich deserves better but Gilbert is the bad decision he can't help but make time and time again against all logic and reason and advice from his friends lol. But i think as Gilbert matures he's becoming a better and better decision for roderich. Retirement has done wonders for gilbert and roderich both lol. I love them so much.

Antonioooo and him I see as like- roderich was very young and stupid and toni was this smooth talking kind of older man who was able to schmooz roderich. Roderich and he were probably married and I think roderich wasn't very happy at first but ya know lay back and think of the emperor lmfao. Toni and roderich were also pretty toxic, I think rod has a thing for toxic masc dudes who are really jealous and intense and it is NOT GOOD FOR RODERICH. But toni is a Spaniard the dude is cheating. It was very up and down, very very toxic, and roderich was happy to get rid of him- but I think toni thinks rod is his "one that got away" which is just so dumb but I don't think the guy is very bright or introspective. Overall, roderichs ex, who sometimes still gets drunk and calls him, and Roderich really doesn't care about him anymore. I have met many dudes like toni, in spanish we'd call him un pinche mujeriego cabron or something along those lines... but he and roderich dooooo make a very handsome couple lol.

Those are my thoughts but feel free to ask for my discord I can talk about this all fucking day and night !!!!

#asks. #hws Austria #me ideas #thanks 4 the ask!!!

[stusautisticgf]

stu sfw headcannons <3

tw for sh!

stu macher x trans masc reader

he will 100% buy you whatever you want to help cope with your dysphoria and to give you euphoria

will help you get hrt (if you want it) and gender conforming surgeries while affirming at he will love you either way if you want them)

he will not so subtly correct people when they misgender/deadname you

if anyone is transphobic to you, he’ll make sure that it won’t happen again

when you feel dysphoric, he’ll give you kisses and assure you that you’re valid and you’re perfect, reassuring you that he sees you as what you identify as, not as the gab (gender assigned at birth)

he encourages you to get you to step a little out of your comfort zone in an attempt to get you to feel less intense dysphoria by hyping you up

he likes to make jokes that you’re gay even though y’all are literally in a gay relationship

he always introduces himself as your boyfriend (it’s half his personality) and brags about you constantly and how perfect you are

he will buy you several binders/tape, as many as you want, but makes sure you still dress how you want, not as what you think you have to

self harm :3 tw!

when you tell him, he’ll be relieved you told him, saying how grateful he is that you’re telling him and asks how he can accommodate you best, but he’s curious on why you do it

when you tell him your reason (if you have one), he’ll be really understanding and make you feel heard

if you actively sh, he’ll be more than happy to be there with you during your sessions

never pressures you to recover, just wants you to be safe, believes in harm reduction

he always has snacks/drinks waiting for you to help avoid passing out

helps clean up the blood, blade, and helps bandage you up and change the bandages when is needed

never let’s you feel insecure about it, reassures you that it’s nothing to be ashamed of and it’s not uncommon

adores your scars and thinks they’re so pretty, they’re a reminder of everything you’ve survived

if you asked, he would help carve his name into you, a way of marking you

if you choose to recover, he encourages you along the way, saying how amazing you’re doing and how strong and amazing of a partner you are

if you relapse, he’ll tell you it’s okay and recovery is often not linear. and he’s proud of you for even trying, because any progress is good progress and he’s proud of you

if he hears anyone at school make fun of you for it, you’ll never see them again

having classes with him

definitely is the type to throw balls of paper and paper airplanes at you just to annoy you

he sits next to you in every class y’all have together

will always be with you in group/partner assignments

will get you two in trouble for talking in class

will cheat off of your work and will bribe you to do his homework

always chokes on air from trying to hold back/quiet down his giggles

will cheat off of you on tests if he’s struggling and will do the same thing for you if you’re struggling

#stu macher #stu macher x reader #stu macher headcanons #stu macher sfw #stu macher scream

[three--rings]

Okay fine, guess I’m gonna talk about Kinnporsche now.

This isn’t a review or a rec post so much as, My Thoughts on KinnPorsche, let me show you them.  (Anyone?  Appropriate extremely dated reference is appropriate.)

So despite my love of many danmei and danmei-sourced media, I don’t do a lot of BL series.  I dipped my toe in the yaoi and BL manga pool a while (like a decade?) ago and just never got grabbed by it. 

And BL series have several points that generally count against them for me: one is the amount of them that feature very young characters/actors and focus on school stories.  Look, I’m in my 40s.  That starts to feel creepy real quick, as well as just being boring to me.  I don’t like a lot of modern drama PERIOD because it bores me, I much prefer historical/fantasy/etc.

Secondly, the style of humor that tends to be used in BL involves a lot of second hand embarrassment and that shit is LETHAL to me.  Like I physically cannot watch it.  So while I’ve been curious about various BL series, especially Taiwanese and Thai series, I’ve rarely actually decided to watch them.  (Really the exception was Cherry Magic, which was fine but didn’t do a huge amount for me because it was so sickly sweet and also so embarrassing.)

Okay, but Kinnporsche had a huge amount of hype around it and I was like, what’s up with this and how is it different?  And first of all, the fact the two mains are Entire Adults was a big draw.  (The actors are 27 and 30, thank god for adults.)  So I watched ep 1 (motivated mostly by a gifset of the fight scene cause yes, I’m that messy thank you).  And I liked it a lot.  Like, it felt a little like a guilty pleasure, a fantasy mafia fanfic world where all the men are allergic to shirt buttons but very compelling in its way.

I guess, if you don’t know, I’ll briefly talk about the plot.  Kinn is the heir to a mafia family and his life is saved by Porsche, a bartender, who is recruited to be his new bodyguard thanks to him paying off a large family debt.  Porsche is an entire disaster of a person, addicted to getting drunk and screwing women in alleys and fucking things up a lot, but has a heart of gold.  Kinn is extremely gay and really pissed about how attracted he is to this dumbass. 

So anyway, then the second episode dropped and I HATED EVERY SECOND OF IT and nearly quit the show entirely and also nearly posted a long rant about it.  The second episode is pretty much entirely Porsche being embarrassed and embarrassing as he’s introduced to the EXTREMELY unrealistic world of Being a Bodyguard for Kinn’s Family.  (I would just like to say that if I were going to adapt this story, I’d set it in a near-future sci-fi world because that would explain the amount that it resembles anything the least bit believable or realistic.) 

But so I spent like a week wondering why everyone seemed to love this show so much and didn’t seem to have the same problems with it I did.  Like, for real, I was in the tags like...Explain To Me, and I guess that’s why I watched ep 3.  And..it wasn’t as bad.  Part of what I didn’t like in ep 2 was the character of Kinn’s older brother Tankhun and getting into that would be a long conversation, but he’s...an extremely quirky, very effeminate apparently queer person who is “crazy” and....yeah.  But he improved once I saw he wasn’t just a joke or meant to be an antagonist.  (Cause he felt kinda like the “evil Wrong Kind of gay” to contrast with Kinn’s “right” kind of gay, but that’s not where it went really, so okay, fine.)

And to be clear, the show continued to have Moments.  Like the chemistry of the leads is Insane and the nature of the relationship is totally My Kind of Thing. 

Then episode four...well upped the stakes.  By getting quite a bit more problematic, but also...in a way that...had my attention.  (More on this a little later, I’m avoiding spoilers now.)

And episode five showed more skill in the way the story was told and ALSO telegraphed their intention to handle the problematic elements seriously, which made me tentatively back on the show’s side.  (Okay, I was really enjoying it by this point, ngl.)

And then they dropped episode six on us.  Episode six.  In which, our two heroes are handcuffed together and lost in the jungle For Plot Reasons and have to Work Together to Survive and also Work Our Their Shit.  And omg omg omg.  It was literally the best thing. Like, tropey, sure, the whole show is, but omg it was done so well and so skillfully and beautifully acted.  The whole episode is just...adorable and touching and moving and you get to watch these two really fall in love For Real and also I fell in love with them at the same time. 

And episode seven continued to give me confidence in this show’s ability to both surprise and handle complicated material a mature and thoughtful way.  There are so many episodes left, and wtf is this show going to do to us? 

I will say this show is very much not for everyone.  It’s pretty violent and not really ashamed of its violence.  It’s a mafia story and gets fairly dark in that regard, not always condemning the violence either.  It’s not gory or like Gross about it.  But still.  Must enjoy morally grey characters.  (Probably ESPECIALLY since the main series villain is also one of the secondary romantic couple?  Which I’m personally not looking forward to because I’d like him to burn in a fire, but we’ll see.)

It’s NOT a show for anyone who, say, finds the work of MXTX too morally impure.  Like, do we have some consent issues?  Yup, we sure do.  But big trigger warning for sexual assault and impaired consent and the aftermath of those things.  Which I think is actually handled pretty damn well ultimately, but YMMV so be warned. 

Discussion of sexual assault below the cut, also spoilers.

So to get at my feelings about ep 4, etc.  In ep 4, for anyone who hasn’t seen the show, Porsche is drugged by the villain character who attempts to rape him.  Kinn finds him in time and insists on being alone with him, and no one else taking care of him.  Porsche throws up on both of them, which leads to them getting mostly undressed, and is very intoxicated by the drug and comes onto Kinn STRONG.  Kinn tries to resist but eventually gives in and they have sex.  The morning after, he is pretty closed off about the whole thing.  Porsche reacts like...someone who has been sexually assaulted, mostly.  They don’t directly address it with each other until ep 6, when they explicitly do and it’s really well done, IMO.

This pairing is obviously messy and what happens in ep 4 was clearly crossing a line, but the narrative TREATS it as such.  Porsche struggles with the aftermath, both being seemingly rejected by Kinn but also pretty clearly in the smoking the bathroom scene, with the fact of having been assaulted by Kinn.  But so does Kinn, who very obviously KNOWS he did wrong and fucked up and is having a hard time dealing with it and honestly this all felt real to me.  A lot of it is in the performances which, these two DON’T stop impressing me.

Ep 7 has a little bit of the same messiness.  I don’t think Porsche is actually (that) drunk at the end, I think he was faking it.  But there’s a little bit of toxicity in the beginning of the scene with him and Kinn, from both sides.  (Understandably from Porsche’s part.)  And working it out through sex isn’t top of the Relationship Therapy Guidebook.

But also, it feels Real to me.  Like, real relationships, especially sexually intense ones, can be very messy at the beginning in just this way.  And I’m honestly happy to see this kind of messiness portrayed because there’s so much out there that is sanitized into perfection, in which fictional characters aren’t allowed to do anything imperfect at all. 

On the other hand I’m way less enthused about the prospect of Vegas getting a redemption/romance arc.  And not very happy with the other romance with Chay and Kim, though I don’t know if that’s going to be a thing or what, but...err, it makes me squirm both for embarrassment reasons and for Kim being ethically dubious AF.

Like I’m enjoying Kinn and Porsche so much because they can take each other’s shit, yanno?  Porsche, for all his sad puppy eyes, and Kinn for all his fragility, they can both take and dish it.  I feel like they are on the same level in a great way.  The other pairs?  Not convinced, gulp.

#kinnporsche #threerings watches kinnporsche #please fans don't come for me #I'm writing this mostly for my followers and just sharing my honest reactions #honestly I'm In It now for this show RIP

[timetobeaghost]

Hi! Curious what you and other byler shippers think here - does anyone think it’s strange no matter what the outcome is (requited or just on Will’s side), that Noah has been so loud about shipping it? Like either it’s requited so it’s a *big* spoiler, or it’s one-sided and super depressing for Will and any non-straight viewers who identify with Will (like myself), and thus hyping it seems just mean-spirited? Like I am 100% a confession from at least Will is on the way but I just feel like it’s odd no matter what that Noah’s talking about it so much (and Finn and David). Have there been other ships for other shows where the actors talked about supporting it and then pretty soon after it actually happened? Optimistically I’d like to think he’d be wise enough not to set himself up for backlash if it’s just another “sad pining gay kid” (unrequited), but he is so young too I dunno (and I don’t want people to turn on him if it does turn out not what we hope for). And then again, if requited, wouldn’t they want him to not talk about it?? I can’t make it make sense either way!

Frankly, actors often hype up ships before they happen. It's not a literal spoiler in that it will ruin the expirience for the audience to anticipate where relationships are headed. It's pretty much part of the fun. Caleb was hyping up Lumax before Vol. 1 and that absolutely informed me that they will get back together/be endgame, but it ruined nothing. He was by the way favorably comparing it to Melvin.

#byler #stranger things

[pinkasrenzo]

Mid-year book freak out tag

Finally have some time to do this! Thanks @bloody-wonder for the tag💕

1. Best books you’ve read so far in 2022? The Raven Cycle books by Maggie Stiefvater, they just got me. I read them back-to-back in a week or so and they have everything I love in a book, the prose was great and totally fit the overall vibe with that kind of Night Vale-ish feel to it, sort of eerie but also cosy? Can totally see this series becoming a comfort read. All the characters have a special place in my heart and I wasn’t expecting to love all of them so much, I usually have one or two faves but I just, love all the gang and I love how they all love each other and their friendship and just. I love them. So much. Also well planned plot, mysteries where everything is connected and you can see the puzzle forming and everything clicking together, old European folklore (specifically old kings waiting to be woken)?? Sign me the fuck up. I need more. Also I had to get them in hardback and oh they're pretty.

Also, We Both Laughed in Pleasure the diaries of Lou Sullivan, it was incredibly good and moving and so happy? joyful? usually trans memoirs are always sad and bitter, especially when it's about someone living during the AIDS crisis, but this was just so full of joy, specifically joy in being trans and queer and even when it was sad there was always something comforting or hopeful. I'd recommend this to every trans man or transmasc out there (and anyone else really) cause there's so much anger and sadness out there that reading about how good it can be to just get to live your life is, something I've never seen in trans lit and it's just, it warms my heart reading about Lou's life.

2. Best sequels you’ve read so far in 2022? Leviathan Falls by James S.A. Corey probably. It started out different than the other books, had a broader focus and was a bit confusing at first as a choice but it worked out in the end and it helped in making sense of how it all came together so I appreciated it. Also seeing how the Roci crew story came to its end and how much they’ve all grown and changed since the beginning hit right in the feels. Lletting go of them made me emotional ngl and I’ll definitely re-read the whole series at some point but I couldn’t have asked for a better finale ( even with all the heartbreak and angst and tears it was just. Great.).

3. New releases you haven’t read yet, but want to? Book of Night by Holly Black, the plot is extremely intriguing and looks slightly darker? than her other books so I'm very curious how's it going to be. She's also one of my favorite authors and she's not disappointed yet so I'm trusting her to deliver some Quality.

4. Most anticipated release for second half of 2022? I know Greywaren is coming out in October so I'm waiting for it to get the whole trilogy and get more from TRC universe and I! Am! So! Hype! I don't even have a clue what it's about I just want more of anything TRC kjhgjhk

5. Biggest disappointment? Confessions of the Fox by Jordy Rosenberg probably. I was expecting heists and some good "be gay do crime" vibes given that it's based on an irl master thief and while it did deliver on the gay it didn't deliver on the crime at all. It was kinda boring? and unnecessarily long and drawn out in some parts, way too focused on the romance (and didn't even develop it properly?) and not enough on the plot, and given that it's a story-within-a-story kind of book with conspiracies and plotting and Big Mysteries tm... it was just Not It. It also kinda read more like an academic text rather than a fiction book, which I get the fictional author is an academic but there are better ways to go about it imo.

6. Biggest surprise? Lou Sullivan's diaries for all the best reasons. I said how joyful it is, but it's also not the usual narrative. His life was messy and his gender journey even more so and I don't think I've ever read something so relatable, like honestly ever. He didn't always know, he didn't write about dysphoria or being trapped in the wrong body or whatever, all his discoveries about himself are always marked by happiness and how right he feels, and how he just loves being a man, loving men and I don't think there's enough lit (gay and/or trans) that focuses on that, the happiness of being trans and gay. I started this book expecting it to be sad (cause, you know, AIDS) but I came out of it feeling happy and with all the negativity often going around trans spaces (specifically gay trans men spaces) it's,,, nice, really nice. I didn't know how much I needed this book until I read it, and I'm so incredibly happy I did.

7. Favorite new authors? I didn't read any book from a new author that made it into my faves yet? I really liked The Singing Hills Cycle by Nghi Vo but I wouldn't say it's fave material, just really good and definitely worth a read. We'll see if second half of 2022 will deliver more :')

8. Newest favorite character? Can I say the Gangsey? Definitely the gang from TRC, I love them all to bits they're my children I'm adopting all of them and Chainsaw and that's that nobody touches them I will protect them with my life.

9. Newest fictional crush? I do am very gay for Jacob Reckless (Reckless by Cornelia Funke) but that's nothing new, it's been going on for years I'm a lost cause at this point smh

10. Book that made you cry? We Are Okay by Nina LaCour made me tear up quite a bit, the way it deals with grief and the importance of solitude and growing up and figuring yourself out it's just *chef's kiss* and the way it's written it's like a warm hug from a friend in front of a fireplace and it's so comforting to read and while the title may seem misleading at first (they are Not Okay) by the end I was left with this cosy feeling that yeah maybe they will be okay after all, and even if life can be a mess sometimes it'll all work out in the end.

Also TRC (specifically the end) but that's just cause I was deep in the feels tm

11. Book that made you happy? Again, Lou Sullivan's diaries <3 queer joy is the best joy.

Also Fairy Oak - Il destino di una fata by Elisabetta Gnone came out this year and it's sort of an extra content collection for my favorite kids series and even if it's been 20? years since I read the series as a kid I still love coming back to the magic and the world in these books and getting to know these tiny little extra details about all the characters and the village I'll never grow tired of it.

12. Favorite book adaptation you saw this year? Haven't read the book but The Handmaiden was so unhinged and chaotic and Great and I loved it, can't believe it took me this long to watch it oh was it good. Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell was also great, both as an adaptation and as a mini-series, almost as chaotic and unhinged, definitely creepy and unsettling, also the fx were just *chef's kiss* so good. Great vibes all around no complaining here.

Also honourable mention to The Magicians for still making a mess of me on this rewatch.

13. Favorite review you’ve written this year? Bold of you to assume I write reviews.

14. Most beautiful cover? The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon has The Most Beautiful cover I've seen in a while, truly stunning, the colours the dragon, the style is just. Wow.

Also not as stunning but TRC has some truly gorgeous covers seeing them all lined up on the shelf is hhhhhh so. nice.

15. What books do you need to read by the end of the year? I still have A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara in my TBR and I plan on reading this summer but am waiting for my beloved kobo to come back from maintenance. I'm also curious about The Secret History by Donna Tartt after seeing so much of it on my dash, and I wanted to read more quality dark academia so ig it's the perfect book to start with jhjkj. I'm also planning on finally reading Coraline by Neil Gaiman and then I have Le Otto Montagne by Paolo Cognetti which I know absolutely nothing about cause it was a surprise gift from a friend but they promised gay and wilderness and mountains and the cover looks so pretty and winter-y so I'm def hype to read.

I'm tagging @pollyna @bismuth-209 @abramminyard @maybemountains @theblackswanuniverse if you want to do it ^^

[luffythinker]

found my divorce dad stuff for my sidestory where i was making the Hokage give a damn about child soldiers and how the mission Kakashi went on with the bridge builder was not a good thing because he got in trouble for taking those kids on a high rank mission and he knew it was even though they didn't really have a choice but to do it he's getting scolded for this but not like really bad.

Here's that scene but here is some stuff i don't remember if i included in it https: // archiveofourown.org/ works / 48919981

heres the stuff i don't remember if i included

Kakashi Iruka argument

Kakashi: That is why you need to think about this from the best perspective, a perspective where Naruto actually learns something! you know what he is and you know why he'd be best in my care i will take care of him.

yeah, just like how you take care of Sasuke. Iruka says. Naruto is not a pet Kakashi, he is a human being, he is a child and he deserves to be treated with care

I do care about him

You care about what he can do! and what you can make him do! Iruka is in his face and pointing his finger at him

i don’t trust you Kakashi

i know, and that’s why your doing this

I do not trust your judgement, you may be able to train Naruto in a way that makes him the strongest but what about his mental health? what about his needs? he isn’t in the best learning enviorment in your care Kakashi! that is why i cannot allow you to be his sensei, im sorry, i wish you could change my mind but i just cant

this scene was a argument because Iruka was hoping to let the Hokage see "HEY let me be Naruto's sensei or take him out of Kakashi's care"

This one is a conversation of the Jonins talking about which kids they want because the Hokage says it would be best to switch the teams around

Asuma: Like Guy i wanna say even thought we’re spliting up InoShikaCho I’ll only take two genin into my squad

Whys that?

Shikamaru is special, he laughs, kid’s a genius put him through all sorts of test and he didn’t even know it. Kid’s got an Iq of (number bc i forgot what it was lol)

Kurenai: I’ll take Sakura, you said she has amazing Chakra control right? i can train her to use genjustu

Gai: And i’m not parting with Lee, not even for you kakashi

and i wouldn’t ask you to do that Guy. his eye softens for him. (they are gay)

Kakashi: Very well, then i will take Neji i want to teach him to release chaka natures. I will also take Kiba.

Kureinai: Interesting choice, but i can’t say you’ve got me a little curious. why him?

Well, my mother was an Inuzuka, i thought maybe he’d have a fleid day with someone closer to home. He scratched his head closing his eye gleefully.

(Found a headcanon where someone said Kakashi's mother is an Inuzuka and her being an Inuzuka explains alot about him. We know that the Inuzuka have an affinity for dogs and use them in battle. We also know that Inuzuka's have an enhanced sense of smell.)

i think i found this on reddit or something: Kakashi exhibits all of those traits. He can summon a pack of dogs and he uses them for some of his techniques. This is also one of his oldest known jutsu seeing that he used the in the Anbu as well. We also don't see anyone else in the series that uses dogs besides Kakashi and the Inuzuka so where could he have gotten his. Kakashi's sense of smell was hyped by Naruto to be better than Kiba who is also an Inuzuka. Also Kakashi doesn't have the name Inuzuka because his father is a Hatake and they don't give the children their mothers last name usually except in in special cases like Naruto.

this is the way i was gonna do the teams this way

Team 7 Leader: Asuma

Naruto Tenten Shikamaru

(NOTES Help Tenten on her kenjutsu, Help Naruto with wind release, Be Shikamaru father figure )

Team 10 Leader: Guy

Ino Lee Shino

(NOTES Shino can make a wall of bugs and she shoots her mind transfer jutsu through it, Ino needs taijutsu lessons)

Shino and Ino could use Taiju and Guy is willing to give it to them

Team 9 Leader: Kurenai

Sakura Sasuke Hinata

(NOTES “There is Genjutsu in Sharingan.“ - Kurenai trying to teach Sasuke charka control)

Team 3 Leader: Kakashi

Neji Kiba Choji

(NOTES Kakashi wants to teach Neji to add element to release maybe Neji can teach him gentle fist and maybe he can teach them element release as well for fireballs)

first bit had me really confuseddskjnkfd but let's go

the fic: I'll go along with you by ZerosWaifu

ouch this one bit hurts a lot:

"I do not trust your judgment, you may be able to train Naruto in a way that makes him the strongest but what about his mental health? what about his needs? he isn’t in the best learning environment in your care Kakashi! That is why i cannot allow you to be his sensei, im sorry, i wish you could change my mind but i just cant"

i can totally understand where iruka is coming from, but i love kakashi i can't help but have hope for him dkjdfkjf

love the brief kakagai gay moment

i can totally see kakashi and Neji and kiba working well together tbh, i think he would be a good teacher to them. i also believe the inuzuka theory !! it just makes sense for his mother to be from the clan, since he has a lot of the traits from it

"Be Shikamaru father figure" KJSCKJSFKMDFM THIS IS SO FUNNY

Ino-lee-shino is an interesting team, i feel like ino and lee could be best friends

i like the teams, i would only switch sakura and choji just for girl balance, but i think sakura staying works better for sasuke

this is looking great so far love that

#naruto #and all the characters #kakahi #rei replies

[brainticklr69]

Review (???): This Is How You Lose the Time War

By: Someone Who Has the Audacity

I just finished the audiobook of This Is How You Lose the Time War and accidentally read some reviews on it. I'm writing this to share my opinion and to see what anyone else says as this book seems to have caught a lot of people's attention. Before I say anything I do recommend this book if you're looking for a book to read or if you're curious about the hype. In my opinion, it is not bad as many reviews write it out to be but it really does depend on what kind of stories you like. I understand that as a reader, I will be bringing a lot of subjective opinions when talking about the book and that things I may not like may have had purpose to the author. This, however, is almost exclusively my opinions on the writing and reading experience (vague spoilers ahead)

TLDR: Read the book if you like poetry and a gay love story but expect an untraditional book that can be a little self aggrandizing.

To start, this book is honestly really hard to get into. It throws you into a world that has clearly been built in the mind of the author (yay!) but not with the readability to someone picking up the book in mind. This is fine, a lot of books do that and this isn't necessarily a bad thing (it seems to have been the authors intention?) but this is also something that made some readers put it down and dismiss it shortly after picking it up ("...deleted it after about 30 min wondering what the heck I was listening to..."). There is a lot of jargon and metaphors which at some points was frustrating as a listener because I liked what I did understand and wanted to understand more while simultaneously feeling like I was missing a lot. On this note, I read most books because I like feeling like there is a lot to unpack in terms of symbolism, metaphor, foreshadowing, meaning, etc (and I know this is not the intention of reading for some other readers) but it is so dowsed in metaphor and symbolism that there are stretches where it is a little convoluted and, to me (perhaps I'm missing something), too symbolic. To elaborate, the book is essentially written as poems and metaphors (both the plot and the letters), meaning a lot of words are spent describing ____ rather than explaining. This book is clearly meant to be something out of the understanding of us mortal humans (humans are just little pieces of a puzzle in this book) but this means I completely understand why some people would not like it for this reason. It kinda makes you feel dumb. Maybe I am dumb but it took me half the book to become comfortable with the way the world works, what the objectives are of characters, what the jargon means, etc. and it was a frustrating first half because of this. For this reason, I think it deserves a second read/listen because perhaps the knowledge of the ending will make starting it again better?

In many ways, this book is more a string of connected love poems with loose plot as the medium (which is okay!) but no wonder some people hated it for this reason. The character building is minimal, the plot is a little predictable and getting from point A to point B is like word candy. In my opinion, this is not a book with a good plot but one that is written beautifully and skillfully. On this note, the number of people who left a bad to mediocre review of the novella is not surprising; It is overrated and can feel like award bait if looked at through some lenses. I'm not trying to claim that these previously mentioned traits are bad, it just seems like many people like the deepness, the metaphor, the symbolism not because it adds anything to the meaning of the book but because poetry is fun to read (more power to them).

I do not think I would have finished this book if I had read it rather than listened to it because of all these qualities. Sometimes books (or any other media) can become so "artsy" in how it is presented that it  wraps itself in a convoluted blanket of meaning impenetrable by consumers (see what I did there?). This book is great if you like poetry, weird writing, or unconventional love stories. This book isn't so great if you want to understand everything that is happening, like traditionally built characters/world, don't like poetry. This book did deserve praise and it is unfortunate that many people will not finish it because the overhype set an expectation of pleasing every type of reader. Some negative reviews worried me a little because their puritan ass values held these self destructive and love sick characters to their standards, however, some negative reviews rightly criticized aspects of the book. To be a negative-nancey, it is more of a love story than sci-fi and the love story is meh, there does not seem to be a reason that the characters are female other than "just because" leading to a lesbian romance (fair enough because representation is yay), the ending is unsatisfying, and not much plot.

This was literally just about the experience of reading the book, not even about the plot or characters themselves. I hesitate to write about those aspects of the book because I feel like I'm missing something in terms of characters/plot as all of the character building was based on the letters which leaves something to be desired and the plot is so simple yet so complicated at the same time.

★★★☆☆

-this review subject to change-

#This is how you lose the time war #books #booklr #book review #review #This is super subjective and I completely understand how someone could love OR hate this book #it walks the middle road for me of being interesting and good enough to recommend but meh #honestly I'll probably forget I read it until it comes up in conversation #feel free to disagree or add on #I like books #bookish #book #novel #novella #popular books #book recommendation #I say all of this but I was still on the edge of my seat to see how it ended #I was rooting for them #red and blue #:)

[laughingmagi]

LOL So i went looking for a gay blog I used to follow before the porn ban to see if they’re getting spicy again, but found that they’re off tumblr and...on what appears to be a very bad tumblr clone called New Tumbl. So of course I checked it out, because I’m always curious about new blogging sites, especially tumblr clones even though none of them seem to be hitting. No one talks about Waterfall.social, and Pillowfort is still in pay to play mode. I think it went to a free live sign up for like five minutes,couldn’t handle the influx of new membership, and crashed. Oh, apparently you can get on a wait list for an invite? So hmmmm.....is anyone even on Pillowfort to tell me if it’s worth getting on said list? Idek. It was so hyped when the porn ban came down and everyone was debating leaving and it’s Kickstarter or whatever group fund site they were initially on sold it as a very attractive tumblr alternative. I’m still pretty put off by the current paywall/invitation only status, tho.

Anyway, so this New Tumblr excursion. The splash page is very basic with a collage of user posts, I guess so you can maybe check out the vibe. Maybe it’s trying to invoke Reddit. So what do you think the first think i see is? MAGA and White Lives Matter posts along with the usual cute animal and aesthetic posts. Fucking yikes. I know tumblr isn’t a pure bastion of good vibes (beliiiiieve me, a trans pod caster I follow on twitter sometimes posts screenshots of her spiciest anon hate like whew. Sometimes I realize how walled off from all that shit the RPC seems to be), but goddamn. You let that shit on your splash page????

Anyway, just thought I’d share that little rabbit hole.

#hey hey this can be tangentially related #i'd like think some of you remember the late night butt spam #ooc;

[mokutone]

see i think its like this.

kakashi, hyping himself up to go out: you're a freak. you're a freak and a weirdo, you read gross lit in public, you cover your entire expression aside from one eye with bags under it so deep they could hold yourself inside like an ouroboros of sleep deprivation. you're late to everything, and you can't disappoint anyone because they look at you and aren't totally sure what theyre seeing is even a real human being. they see you sitting on the little cement stakes outside the grocery store and think "jeeze i want him to move but i don't want to talk to him in case he looks at me." and they leave you alone and you like it. you like that.

Yamato, hyping himself up to go out: You're normal, and you have had a normal life. You had a normal childhood, where you ate normal foods, like eggs without shells and walnuts. People walk up to you, and then think better of it and walk past you, because you are so normal and average they have nothing to say, and like a normal person, you don't feel any way about this. It is a normal occurrence for you in your very normal life. You laugh at jokes. Remember that. Remember to laugh at jokes. You're normal. You're so normal and the intervals at which you blink are perfectly average for an adult.

#yamato #kakashi #they meet in public and cancel each other out #theyre so fucking funny. #throw gai into the mix tho and nobody in there is normal-passing #just three adult men being so fucking weird together and so wrapped up in whatever nonsense they have going on that they forget #that they can be percieved at all #if anyones curious what gais hype-up is #it is as follows: #[he just goes outside] #LIKE HE DOESNT HAVE TO HYPE HIMSELF UP FOR THAT...HES ALREADY HYPING HIMSELF UP FOR EVERY OTHER FACET OF HIS LIFE #he doesnt have a special one for just existing where people can see him

[the-mad-starker]

Starker Smut: Perks and Quirks of Being Tony Stark's Bestie

Based off this ask sent by @starkeristheendgame :

Are you even friends if you don't try to out-cum each other? (Could also be out-fuck)

Ty for sending that ask! It really got me inspired and motivated to write (which hasn't happened in so long so 😭💗) I feel like this fic is a bit odd but 🤷🤷 also, if the formatting's weird, sorry 😭 Tumblr fighting me on this

Notes: College AU, same age Starker, porn watching (some straight porn then gay porn), handjob, friends with benefits? Friends to lovers? (I also like to think Oblivious Idiots in love 😅)

WC: 3674 (AO3) 💗💗💗 There are certainly perks to being Tony Stark's best friend. Peter knows it well but he's never taken advantage. It's always been Tony that pushes him into accepting things or just drags him along for the ride. It'd been that way since they met in high school and while Peter got into MIT on his own merit, he never would've been able to afford the cozy two bedroom apartment five minutes away from campus on his own.

"As if I'd let my best friend stay in the dorms," Tony had scoffed with a roll of his eyes, "You'd think you'd know better by now, Petey baby. You're stuck with me so just shut up and say yes." There are certainly perks but then there's… other stuff. Tony's been called the genius of their generation but he also has a few weird quirks that Peter's not sure anyone else would understand. Or at least there'd be a few raised eyebrows if they knew.

When Peter walks into their apartment, he expects Tony to be furiously working on something in the kitchen or living room. If he's in the kitchen, whatever he's working on would definitely not be food.When Peter walks into their apartment, he expects Tony to be furiously working on something in the kitchen or living room. If he's in the kitchen, whatever he's working on would definitely not be food. He's not in either of the rooms so Peter pads over to Tony's bedroom. The door's unlocked and Peter unsuspectingly walks in. As expected, he finds Tony there and the other boy is sitting on his bed. Given the heat, it's not surprising that he's wearing a white tank top but little else. His pants are in a crumpled mess on the floor which leaves him in just his boxers. This is where most people would jump back or run away because Tony isn't just lazing around in bed. Nope, Tony has his headphones in and he's lazily jerking off, eyes fixed on the laptop screen in front of him. Peter's attention is caught by the slow, captivating strokes his friend makes as he plays with himself. It's only natural that that's where Peter's eyes go. The way Tony touches himself is almost hypnotic. His cock is flushed pink and Peter can see that swollen tip poke out whenever the other boy strokes downwards, squeezing along the length until he reaches the base. Peter enjoys the view because Tony makes an attractive sight. Neither of them are really into sports but Tony's body is still solid with hard earned muscles. While Peter has his hyped up metabolism to thank for his lean body, Tony's probably earned his from all the hands-on work he does fixing cars and engineering. Watching Tony like this… It has to be a pavlovian response because this isn't anything new. It's actually become a habit, someone walking in on the other and casually inviting the intruder for a jerk off porn session. Once he sees what Tony's doing, his own body quickly heats up in anticipation. Peter huffs and leans against the doorway, angling his body to hide the evidence away. His arms cross over his chest and he feels his heart beating in excitement. "Do you have any decency?" Peter quips, voice pitched loud enough to get Tony's attention. "Should I come back later?" The other boy pauses and pulls off one of his headphones. Instead of being embarrassed like a normal human being, he grins at Peter. He looks happy to see him which probably isn't the normal response someone should have when their jerkoff session gets interrupted. "Hey, Peter," Tony says and gives his cock a few slow tugs while he talks. "How was class?" He lets go of his cock and gives a nice, slow stretch as though he'd been in that position for a while. It bobs in the air, slick with lube and still achingly hard. Peter sympathizes because his own cock has taken an interest and it's now straining against his pants. Peter then notices the wad of tissues in the small trash can by the bed and his nose wrinkles. "It was alright," he answers. "How many times did you do it already?" Tony follows his gaze and it's only then that he ruefully smiles at Peter. "Do it? You mean, come?" He laughs a little, "You're so weird, Peter. Can't even say come?" Peter blushes but doesn't back down. "You're the one jerking off in front of me," he retaliates. "If it's more than five, I'm leaving." "No, no, don't go," Tony protests. "It was, hmm, twice?" He

shrugs, "You can still catch up." Twice. Tony has already jerked off two times. There's no rule that they have to wait for each other to start but Peter considers saying there should be. "I have homework," Peter hedges, a clumsy excuse because when do they not have homework? Tony rolls his eyes and pats the space next to him. "All the better to get it all out of your system. C'mon, sit down already," he says in an attempt to convince Peter. "Besides, I want your opinion on this vid." Peter pretends to consider it for a second but he's never needed much convincing. It's as he thought earlier, there are certainly perks to being Tony's best friend but then there's this… thing they have going on. Peter doesn't know what to classify it because it's not like they have sex with each other and they're definitely not dating. Tony's just like this, so carefree, curious, and wild. The older boy shows no hesitation when it comes to talking about porn or sex with Peter. It might just be Peter, though, because he's never caught Tony doing it with anyone else. Maybe mildly flirting but then, that's just Tony's personality. He likes to joke around, likes to flirt, and apparently likes to watch porn with Peter. Maybe Peter's the only one that isn't weird about this, about watching porn with a friend. He kind of likes that idea, that he's the only friend Tony does this with. "Okay, fine, fine," Peter says as he unbuttons his pants. Tony smirks at him once he sees how hard he is but Peter just rolls his eyes. What does Tony expect, really? It's pointless to try to hide it now. He does, however, nearly fold his pants and sets them aside because May taught him better. He moves closer and Tony scoots over to give him space. There's ample room on the bed, Tony has a king for some reason, but since they're watching the porno on Tony's laptop, Peter remains close enough that their knees touch. "Ready?" Tony asks but he immediately tugs the plugged headphones out. The telltale sounds of an adult film immediately spills into the room. High pitched moans and the dirty wet sounds of a mouth sucking on a cock. Tony's been on an oral fixation lately. The last two videos they've watched were blowjobs. They never really watch the same video twice because that defeats the purpose of Peter being there to critique it. He settles down in his spot, his left knee and elbow brushing Tony's while his right forearm rests on his thigh. His hand barely brushes against the bulge his erection makes in his boxers. "I'll give you a head start," Tony says to which Peter shushes him. The video that Tony's picked out today has a woman on her knees. She's working on her partner's cock, stroking whatever part of it that isn't in her mouth. Drool drips down her chin and her red lipstick is smeared on her face as she sucks her partner off. It's not exactly Peter's taste but he can tell the woman is Tony's type. Curly honey brown hair cut short to her shoulders. She reminds him of a girl next door type of person, someone he could bump into on the street and never realize she does these kinds of videos. He almost startles when he feels Tony nudge the bottle of lube against his arm. "Thanks," Peter says absentmindedly as he takes it. He's watching the video and his body is slowly starting to heat up. He only knows Tony's returned to jerking off because he feels the other boy's elbow bump against him. A glance to his side confirms it but when he looks up, a shock of heat sears through his body when their eyes meet. Tony doesn't look away so Peter has to. Heat blooms across his cheeks and crawls down his neck. He's always had a hard time looking Tony in the eye while they're doing this. The other boy's gaze is just always so intense like the subject to be investigated isn't the video but Peter. It's a silly thought though. "She's not as loud as the last one," Peter says to offset the awkwardness. His voice is calm and collected but inside, he's shivering from the memory of Tony's eyes on him. Peter squeezes his cock through his boxers. He's already so

hard that just touching himself like this has him trembling in pleasure. Without looking at his friend, he takes himself out. "Yeah," Tony agrees. He already sounds breathless and Peter dares to take a peek at him again. "It was a little distracting last time, all that moaning sounded really fake so I thought this might be better." Fortunately or unfortunately, Tony isn't looking at him this time. He's back to watching the screen, his hand curled around his erection and giving it the same slow teasing strokes as before. Maybe he's pacing himself since Peter still has to catch up. Peter hums in agreement and forces his eyes back to the video. It doesn't really keep his attention though and his mind wanders, eyes glazing over as he focuses more on the sounds filling the room. His mind seems more in tune with what's happening around him though and he zeros in on the sound of Tony's breathing as it turns into soft panting. His own breathing escalates to match his friend's and Peter jerks himself off to the sound of Tony's breathless panting, to the wet sound of flesh sliding against flesh next to him. He lets out a moan himself. It feels good to touch himself after a long day of classes and with Tony next to him, it feels even better. A sharp inhale next to him has Peter's back straightening as he looks at Tony who's biting down on his lip while watching the screen. Tony's eyes flicker to him and his white teeth press down on his bottom lip. "You better not come," Peter grits out even as he's holding back from releasing. "You– ah– You said you'd let me catch up." "Yeah, I won't," Tony grunts, "don't take too long though, I've been holding back for a while now." "Literally no one told you to," Peter says. His voice has lowered into a strained, breathy murmur. "I'm almost there so just– just wait, okay? You're distracting me." Tony rolls his eyes but ends up chuckling breathlessly. He stops stroking but starts massaging his balls. He lets out a moan as soon as he starts and that has Peter squeezing his eyes shut, his hips stuttering as he fucks his cock into his fist. His heart is going crazy and he stops fighting it. He spills right there, his load coming out hard and fast. It ends up getting over his stomach and he milks it out, squeezing the tip of the last few drops. When Peter finally finished, his nose wrinkles at the mess. "Should've taken your shirt off," Tony says, voice strained. Peter shoots him a friendly glare which softens when he finds that his friend is still holding back. Tony's face is flushed, his eyes bright with desperation. And yet, he hasn't come even when it's obvious he's ready to pop off. On the screen, the video is still playing but Tony grimaces. "Let's switch it up," he says while absentmindedly fondling his balls. "Sure." Tony leans forward a bit and uses the touchpad on his laptop to search around. Peter's trying his hardest not to stare at the other boy's erection. It doesn't soften in the least and Peter just wants to reach out and touch it. He wants to feel the warmth of Tony's skin, wants to hear what kind of noises Tony will make if he dares to do it. To touch Tony… "Okay, this'll be a little different," Tony says when he leans back into position. "But I don't think you'll mind. Tell me if you do and I'll find something else." A new video starts and Peter glances at it without much interest. Then he almost does a double take when he sees it's two men on the screen. Tony's never put in a gay porno before, he couldn't have chosen one now… Could he? "A threesome?" Peter says curiously. His heart is pounding and then it goes into overdrive when the two men start making out. "I can look for one next time if you want?" Tony offers. When Peter looks at him, the other boy has a lazy smirk. He's not bothered at all by the two men kissing on screen and Peter swallows down the spit in his mouth. "No, this is… this is good. It's fine," Peter says. He tears his eyes away and returns to the video. "You're hard again," Tony comments nonchalantly. Peter looks down and yeah…

Yeah, he's hard. He's watching a gay porno with his friend. Tony either picked up that this is more to Peter's preference or… Or this is Tony's preference, too. Either option makes Peter want to run away or hide under a blanket. He does neither because he's not going to make this weird. "You have good taste," Peter says, "They're both really hot." Tony chuckles beside him. "Damn right, I do." They both fall silent and they're both more engrossed in this film. Peter actually takes the time to invest in what's going on. Both men are attractive and hot as hell. They don't waste any time stripping each other off and the expanse of newly exposed skin has Peter squeezing his cock. Despite this, he can't help glancing at Tony. He can't help wondering. Their eyes keep meeting and this time, Peter doesn't look away. Neither does Tony. He greedily takes everything in, admiring the way Tony's hair, previously slicked back, is falling into his eyes. Tony's mouth is also slightly parted and a quick pink tongue flicks out to wet dry lips. Peter wants to bite at them. Something changes between them at this moment. They're watching both the film and each other. For Peter, his attention is clearly on Tony and it's Tony that's making his cock hard. But even if it feels like something's changed, Peter still toes the line of their friendship. "Are you getting close again?" Tony pants. He's struggling not to come. Peter can tell by how he's gently tugging on his balls in an attempt to hold off. Peter bites down on his lip cause he's not quite there yet but he wants to so badly. He wants to come with Tony watching him but he just can't seem to do it. "I don't think I can," Peter groans. "Ugh, Tony, I'm getting tired…" Something in his expression must give his frustration away because Tony shuffles closer which makes Peter's heart go berserk. Not only does Tony come closer but he moves behind Peter. His legs stretch out, bracketing Peter's body. Suddenly, Tony's so much closer. Too close for comfort because Peter had just said he couldn't come but like this, it'd be so easy. It fuels all sorts of dirty imaginations that he shouldn't be having about his friend but... "I got an idea," Tony says, pressed so close against Peter's back. Surely, he can feel Peter's heart thumping like crazy? "What do you– Oh…!" Peter's entire body would've basically jumped in the air if it isn't for Tony's arms around him. "It's not fun if I win all the time, so we should at least end this in a tie, right, Pete?" Tony says. "Lemme help, okay?" Peter's wide-eyed and his hips buck uncontrollably when Tony's hand settles over his own. There's no mistaking what Tony wants to do. He shudders when Tony grips his cock. Those sturdy fingers that Peter often admires press down on him causing him to tighten his grip on his cock. Tony's touching him… Tony's touching his cock. Tony wants to help jerk him off. Peter might just come right then and there. "Tony– You're… touching me…" The words come out as an embarrassing squeak but Peter can scarcely believe it. "Mhmm…" Tony murmurs, amusement in that one single hum. Peter had just started the obvious so of course, he'd be amused. In any other circumstances, maybe Peter would be too. Instead, he feels like he's dreaming. He's looking down at his body, specifically between his legs where Tony's tanned hand is curled around his. "C'mon, Pete, either move your hand or I'll move it for you," Tony says right into his ear. That gets Peter moving and he starts stroking again, clumsy with the added weight of another hand. It shouldn't feel good because their hands are bumping and Tony being pressed against him is making him so… so flustered. But it does feel good. it feels so good that Peter's fighting tooth and nail not to come right away. He doesn't want this to end yet. Eventually, Tony does take over. When he pulls Peter's hand off by the wrist, Peter just shudders and lets him. His hand falls to the side and he grabs the bed sheets just to have some sort of anchor. He squeaks when Tony adds more

lube. "Sorry. Here, I'll make you feel good…" Tony promises him and he keeps true to his word. He practices those smooth steady strokes on Peter's cock and Peter recognizes the motion. It turns him on so much, he's clenching his teeth to hold back all those embarrassing moans that want to escape. "Tony…" Peter gasps. "I-It feels..." "Too slow? Too soft?" Tony chuckles. "I got you, Pete. Relax and lemme take care of it." Peter squeezes his eyes shut as Tony increases his pace. His grip tightens a little but it's enough to have Peter gasping out his name again. It's exactly what Peter needs and he whimpers, hips twitching toward the delicious friction Tony's hand provides. His ears burn from the wet sounds Tony's hand makes while he's jerking him off, all those embarrassing squelches and not to mention the feeling… Tony's grilling him just right, giving him a warm, wet hole to thrust his cock into… How can something so simple as another person touching him feel so much better than his own hand? His hips continue to move, thrusting into his friend's tight grip. He's so aware of every point of contact between their bodies. "Isn't this weird?" Peter starts to babble, "The porn was one thing but Tony– You're touching my– Isn't this too much?" "Is it? I'm just trying to get you caught up," Tony says as though it's entirely reasonable. Then he chuckles and Peter shivers at the warmth of his breath fanning across his nape, "Are you even friends if you don't try to out-come each other?" It's so ridiculous that it makes Peter huff out a laugh even while his cock is now a leaking mess in Tony's fist. "You're ridiculous–" he gasps. "And you're about to cum," Tony says. Peter can hear the triumph in his voice. It's the last thought he has before Tony's hand squeezes him just right. He's coming before he even realizes it and the outpouring of pleasure has him arching his back, gasping and shuddering in ecstasy. Tony's arms keep him grounded, pressed as he is against the front of his friend's body. "Oh, fuck, yeah," Tony breathes. His head hangs between his shoulders and it's in the perfect position to see how his load comes spilling out of his cockhead, all messy and being milked out by his friend in gentle squeezes. He feels something hot and hard poke against his back. Oh, yeah… Tony still hasn't come. Despite having his orgasm milked out of him, Peter's body is still hot. Actually, it's even worse now because Tony's arms are still around him. Tony's face is still buried against his neck, his breath adding fuel to the heat inside him with every puff of warm air against his sensitive skin. The video has long since ended and Tony doesn't seem to care about putting another one on. It's just them now with no excuse for what they're doing. Peter leans back and he can feel Tony's cock rub against him, so hot and demanding. Tony grumbles when Peter pulls away but he doesn't get the chance to complain. Peter shoves him so he's lying flat on his back, those familiar brown eyes wide with surprise and arousal. "Since we're trying new things," Peter says, breathless and barely containing the urge to straddle Tony's hips. "Mind if I try something?" Tony's hands curl into loose fists before they relax and he gives Peter a look that he's never seen before. Bedroom eyes… Now Peter understands what those words mean. By the curve of his smart mouth and the dark, hungry look in his eyes, he's inviting Peter to do whatever he wants with him. "I'm always up for new things," he says then smirks, "Quite literally this time." The amused look on Tony's face quickly fades when Peter settles between his legs. He leans down, takes a hold of the other boy's cock by the base to steady it. It twitches in his hand and Tony's eyes are fixated on Peter's lips hovering over his tip. Peter loves the way Tony's watching him. "I don't mind if you win this time, Tones," he says, "so don't hold back, okay?" With that said, he closes the distance and takes Tony's cock into his mouth.

#starker #madstarker writes #nff #college au #friends to lovers #mads is a mess

[ebonyslasher]

Hi! can I request bo, jennifer, poly billy and St, and Carrie with a genderqueer so whos in a rock band and dresses and looks alot like slash hudson, I love your blog by the way 😊

Hey! Thank you so much!

I really love this ask, thank you for letting me have the honor of writing it~

Bo, Stu, Billy, Carrie, and Jennifer with a genderqueer black s/o who’s in a rock band:

Honestly, I think Stu would be genderqueer themselves, so now you know someone who understands you fully!!

Billy is happily there to support and love on the both of you

They both adore your style. It made them both stop in their tracks when they first laid eyes on you. Easily the most amazing person they’ve ever met

Your style reminds them of the black and white photos of the cool people back in the 80′s you’d see online. And I mean that in the best way possible, those people were THE scene back then. And you’re bringing it back even now

When they found out that you were in a rock band and that the name of it is Gender Breakers, they flipped with how amazing that name is. like??!!! How much more perfect can you get.

Support and go to all of your shows/performances

Stu is always the one you hear yelling. How he can be louder than the music is beyond me

Surprisingly, Billy will dance and jam to your music. He actually has a few songs downloaded on his phone

Support you 100% in whatever you do or get into. They both love you!

Super curious~

She’s never seen anyone in town dress the way you and your friends do. 

She stands there and stares dead at you. It’s a lil weird 😶 but she means no harm!

Likes your style and look so much that you often catch her staring at you a lot. It’s kinda cute

You being genderqueer is interesting and confusing for her at first. She’s still learning about the world and different people since her mom shelters her so much. Got that girl on lockdown🔐.

Eventually she starts to catch on after asking a ton of questions. Actually, she starts to think about her identity and how she feels about who she is

“Whoa, a band? Can I come watch??What’s the name of it??” She’s in awe of how talented you are. 

The name of the band was Hemoglobin Destroyers. badass

She’s so excited to sneak out and go to a show! It’s her first ‘concert’ she’s truly been to and she’s hyped

It’s super loud!!!! But it gets her blood pumping as she’s jumping up and down watching you all perform

Rock is definitely her scene, so she’ll know who you are before y’all meet; she’s seen you perform with your band, the Gay Lemonades

That band name really stuck with her since it’s so unique. And y’alls style was so much different than all the other band she’s seen. 

Plus, there isn’t a lot of black rock bands where y’all are from (ironic)

Jenny wants to rock the same style as you (although she doesn’t think she can pull it off as good as you). 

You direct her to some good online black owned clothing stores you get them from. It’s expensive but worth it.

Will not hesitate to correct anyone who gets your pronouns wrong, even when you aren’t around

Shows you off to everyone at school, Jen is proud to be dating you❤️

At your performances she doesn’t ‘hunt’, wants to give her full attention to you and your band the whole time

Photoshoots are a must! The photos are plastered everywhere

Simple country bro himbo doesn’t know what’s going on🧍🏻‍♂️. He’s just there with his brothers and their museum

But he knows he likes you well enough

Met you when your band was rolling through and stopped to see the museum. Bo was curious by your look (and a bit lovestruck).

That’s the only reason why he didn’t attempt to wax y’alls ass lol

Really doesn’t understand about anything involving gender, sexuality, identities, etc. 

So when you talk about it, it’s like you can see the “?” form above his head

You don’t think he’ll ever get it but he listens and supports you anyway. And gets your pronouns right since the beginning

Your band’s name is In[queer]y. He thinks it’s a nice play on the word.

“Dang, y’all smart. I woulda never thought of that”

Out of his element whenever he goes to your performances but enjoys it anyway

You often go to him for music advice about lyrics and how the songs sound so far

He’s a blunt guy (at least with you) so he will tell you if it’s good the way it is or if things need to be changed

Anyone who comes along and tries to be mean to you doesn’t even get the chance to be turned into wax. Alive ----> Dead just like that. 

#Anonymous #slasher x reader #bo sinclair #jennifer check #carrie the musical #stu matcher #billy loomis #slasher x black reader #bo sinclair x reader #jennifer check x reader #carrie white x reader #stu x reader x billy

[tennessoui]

oh my god literally every single prompt on that list is gold and i'd love to see your obikin take for all of them. hmmm... if i had to choose i guess first 13. co-stars au?? thank you lots of love !!!

ah bless!! thank you so much!! i'm slowly working my way through most of the prompts on that list so you might see many many more before I'm done with my ask box. I think after two more, I'll put em on ao3 to keep em more organized too. this has been soooo fun!!

13. Co-Stars AU(/7. Fake Relationship AU)(2.5 k)

“No.”

“Ani, darling, you can’t say no.”

“Don’t call me that. And secondly, I can. I just did. This is my personal life, the company has no control over that.”

“While you’re filming its movie and it’s giving you money, you’ll actually find that it does, Anakin.”

Anakin sits down heavily on the bench outside his trailer, leaning forward until he can put his head in his hands. He wants to run his fingers through the mess on his head, but they’re in between takes right now and the make-up department will definitely kill him if they have to fix him up again.

“Asajj, please. You know how hard it was to get to come out as bisexual. If the first person I date after that is a woman, no one will remember! It’ll just be completely erased, and I’ll be Anakin Skywalker, Playboy Actor again.”

“But you do like women,” Asajj points out. “So either way, you’d be confirming your sexuality.”

Anakin sighs and leans his head back against the metal of the trailer. “And it would be different if I was actually in love with Padme, but she’s just my co-star and--”

“Anakin, she’s your co-star. You’re in a blockbuster movie where you dramatically save her life and then kiss her as the credits roll. This is just business. You like her. You’re friends. Think of it less like dating, and more like going to grab lunch together. And coffee. Maybe a fancy dinner. Several times a week.”

“For how long?” Anakin asks, resigned and despairing and hating the fact that he ever got into acting.

Asajj sounds relieved. “Just until the movie’s out and sales are doing well.”

That could be months. That would be months. “And I have to?” he asks.

“Yes,” she says. “I’m sorry.”

Anakin doesn’t say it’s fine. It doesn’t feel like it is fine.

“They’re not looking for anything to be confirmed. If asked about your relationship with Padme, tell them you think she’s a great woman and you’re enjoying spending time with her. No comment on any sort of serious relationship.”

“Because a break-up afterwards might hurt the chances for a sequel?” Anakin asks drily.

“Exactly! We’ll get you a head for the business yet, Anakin. Okay, I have to go, but I’ll send you the information now, just so you know what you’ll be expected to do. We’re thinking a dinner tomorrow to start things off strong, and then slow afterwards!”

She hangs up before he can say anything else and he slumps back boneless against the metal trailer. God.

It’s not that he doesn’t like Padme. Ventress is right. They were friends before this project and Anakin knows they’ll be friends after as well. They genuinely get along, and it’s probably one of the reasons Anakin was cast in such a big name production: the chemistry between them when they’re acting is undeniable. She’s one of his favorite people in the entire industry.

“Anakin?” One of his other favorite people in the entire industry asks hesitantly from in front of him. “Are you alright?”

“No,” he says.

“May I sit?”

“Yeah,” he says.

Like he’d ever turn Obi-Wan Kenobi away.

“Are you wearing your costume?” he asks, without opening his eyes. Obi-Wan’s playing the villain of the movie, and Anakin has a hard time focusing on anything else when Obi-Wan’s around him wearing that skin-tight white turtleneck and cape combination, with his hair slicked back and fake glasses perched on his nose.

Obi-Wan sounds amused. “No, I’m finished for the day. Heading home now. You don’t have to see how silly I look today.”

Anakin smiles slightly, despite everything. In one of his better acting moments, he’d told Obi-Wan that his costume was distracting because it looked so funny on him. Really, it was just hot.

(Of course, Obi-Wan had taken his criticism seriously and gone to the director and the costume department. They had decided that it would make Obi-Wan’s character more threatening if he pushed up his sleeves in almost every scene to reveal heavily tattooed forearms. Anakin had hated himself and his big stupid mouth for days afterwards.)

“Is...there anything I can do to help, Anakin? I hate to see you like this,” Obi-Wan places a hand gently on Anakin’s knee, and Anakin has to fight a shiver at the touch.

They’d met at the script-reading for the movie, a handful of months ago. Anakin had set two clocks in his head the moment their hands grasped each other and Obi-Wan smiled charmingly up at him. “So you’re the one to kill me?” He’d winked. “Tall order.”

One clock signified the weeks it would take for him to fall in love with the older man. The starting number was pitifully small, but Anakin had been watching Obi-Wan’s movies and interviews for years before meeting him. He’d known something about the man, which of course had paled in comparison to knowing the man himself. They’d spent two weeks choreographing the steps of the final fight scene, just the two of them in a repurposed ballet studio.

Looking back, Anakin isn’t sure how he’d survived. And he had never wanted it to end.

Which is the other clock, still ticking down in his head. The moment filming ends, and they go their separate ways. They’ll probably keep in touch, but Anakin won’t see him constantly, won’t be able to lean into the weight of Obi-Wan’s hand on his shoulder, his knee, sometimes even on his cheek when he leans down in between takes to tell him how good of a job he’s done.

“Anakin?”

“Sorry,” Anakin snaps to the present. “Sorry. I was in my head. I. I don’t think so, no.”

“Oh,” Obi-Wan says, tensing his hand as if he’s planning to remove it, which Anakin wouldn’t appreciate in the slightest.

“My agent says that the executives want me to date Padme. To drum up hype for the movie. Because I guess people will think it must be good if the co-stars start fucking each other?” He runs a hand across his face. “Um. Sorry, excuse my language.”

“Anakin, I’m forty-one, I think I’ve heard someone say fuck before,” Obi-Wan sounds amused again.

“Yeah, I just. Don’t want to? I guess maybe--I mean you probably didn’t see, but I came out as bisexual a year ago, and I haven’t dated anyone since, and I just know the way the rags will write about me and Padme if we’re seen together. And it’ll be like I just. Never came out.”

Obi-Wan makes a sympathetic noise but doesn’t interrupt. It’s one of the reasons Anakin loves talking to him.

“And my agent just sent me this contract, or I don’t know, list of things I have to do because there’s no way for me to get out of this and it just makes me feel trapped. But they don’t even want me to confirm if we're dating or not dating, they just want to create rumors about it, but it’s my life. I want to do what I want to do with my life, date who I want to date.”

“Do you...have anyone you want to date?” Obi-Wan asks, hand stilling from where he’s been casually rubbing circles on Anakin’s knee.

“No,” Anakin says too quickly and then grimaces. Does he really get paid for acting? He’s always so terrible at lying.

Obi-Wan hums. “I could...take a look at whatever papers your agent sent you?” He suggests. “I’m obviously not really an expert, but I have been in the business a fair bit longer than you.”

“You’re not that old,” Anakin responds by rote, but hesitates, curious despite himself. “You wouldn’t mind?”

“I’ve nothing planned tonight except to have a glass of wine and pet my cat, Anakin. It would be a pleasure to help you any way I could.”

“Okay,” Anakin says, reaching out to lay his hand gently on top of Obi-Wan’s. He’s never done that before, never responded so openly to Obi-Wan’s touches. It’s an amazing thrill.

Obi-Wan flips his hand around until they’re holding hands, basically. In the middle of a public area. God, Anakin’s letting his crush get the best of him when Obi-Wan isn’t even gay. “Thank you,” he says, standing up and pulling away from the older man. It’s the right thing to do. The last thing he wants is for Obi-Wan to think he’s...predatory.

A harried looking crew member spots him as he stands and gestures to him to get back to the set. He smiles ruefully at Obi-Wan who gives him an unreadable expression but also a soft goodbye.

Later, in between takes, he forwards Obi-Wan the emails Asajj sent him, both the papers and the message at the top that says “dress nice for tomorrow at Delfino’s!” followed by a little smiley face he can’t believe she’d ever mean.

He knows nothing’s going to come of it, but. But he has to try.

----

Padme’s dressed to the nines in front of him. He’d compliment her outfit, but he’s already complimented her hair and her make-up, and he thinks she’ll scream if he continues to act as stilted as he’s being now.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs quietly after the waiter leaves with their drink orders. “I know I’m being--awkward. I just.”

They’re seated in the middle of the restaurant, and Anakin knows there’s two paps already outside, taking pictures through the windows. The rest will have arrived by the time they pay the bill and leave. It’s a circus and he’s the main event.

“I understand,” Padme responds, the angel that she is. “I don’t particularly want to be doing this either.”

Anakin presses his hand to his chest, jokingly wounded. “What are you trying to say, Padme, my beloved, my dearest?”

She laughs and he does too, but in the back of his head he can hear the sound of a camera’s shutter clicking. Everything feels fake, and he feels like he’s about to crawl out of his skin.

A hand lands on his shoulder with startling familiarity and for a second he thinks it’s a very brave member of the wait-staff, before Obi-Wan Kenobi is swinging into his field of vision, pulling up a chair from god knows where and sitting right in between Anakin and Padme, never once removing his hand from Anakin’s jacket.

“Sir--” someone says in distress, “This is a two-person table.”

Obi-Wan raises an eyebrow and looks down at the table. “Well it certainly can fit three, so I would go as far as to say that tonight it can be a three-person table. Anakin, what did you order to drink?”

“The house white,” Padme supplies when Anakin makes no move to respond, instead choosing to gape at Obi-Wan like a fish out of water.

“Excellent choice, darling,” Obi-Wan says, rubbing at his upper arm absent-mindedly. “I’ve never been here, tell me. Do you serve a good seafood dish?”

The waiter stammers. “We have an acclaimed oyster platter, sir--”

“Oysters?” Obi-Wan smiles at the man, all teeth. “The aphrodisiac? What are you trying to get these kids in the mood for?”

Anakin blushes. “Obi-Wan!” He hisses, aghast. Obi-Wan’s eyes cut to him for a second before he smirks back at the waiter.

“I’ll take the oysters for the main course,” he says dismissively.

Somehow it’s that sentence that tips Anakin off, more than anything else he’s done tonight. Obi-Wan spends hours talking to the people that run the crafts table. He would never be so cold or rude naturally. He’s...playing a character, one that Anakin recognizes as being the villain from their movie (although without all the blood and murder).

Anakin only recedes into personas when he’s nervous about something. Can the same be said for Obi-Wan?

Padme, at least, looks amused. “Hello, Obi-Wan,” she says. “I see you’ve decided to crash our very romantic date.”

“Well that’s interesting, isn’t it?” Obi-Wan replies, turning to face her but keeping his hand on Anakin, although it slides down to rest on the crook of his arm. “I had Anakin send me the paperwork, mild curiosity, you know how it is, and I realized the strangest thing while I was reading over it.”

“Oh?” Padme asks.

“It never states which co-star Anakin should be seen with, just that he must be seen with a leading actor. And I don’t want to focus on the numbers here, of course, but in the rough-cut of the movie, I have thirty-four minutes of screentime. And you, my dear, have thirty-two and fifteen seconds.”

“Tragic,” Padme says, taking a sip of her water. "You may be considered more of a leading actor than I am."

“Certainly,” Obi-Wan gives her a friendly smile. Anakin is still stuck on the fact that Obi-Wan is here, that he read the paperwork, that he’s arguing semantics for the purpose of--of--

“And I suppose you’re here to offer yourself as a replacement?” Padme asks, leaning her head on her hand as she watches the two of them.

“Only if Anakin wouldn’t mind,” Obi-Wan says, turning to face him.

Anakin isn’t sure what he’s thinking right now. “But you’re not interested in men.”

“I am,” Obi-Wan says.

“But...you’re not interested in me.”

“I am,” Obi-Wan says.

“You are?”

“Excuse me,” Padme says. “I’m going to go to the restroom.”

“We’ll wait to order until you come back,” Obi-Wan reassures her, without taking his eyes off of Anakin.

Anakin bites his lip and hesitantly brings his hand up to sit palm up on the table. Obi-Wan doesn’t hesitate to intertwine their fingers again, like they had been just yesterday.

“I’m a very private person, Anakin,” Obi-Wan says quietly, all traces of any sort of persona dropped from his voice. “I’ve never come out, never wanted to. But I was so proud that you had when you did. And I--well. I suppose. You already get to fake-kiss Padme on screen, I thought that perhaps you’d like to try to fake-kiss someone else for a change.”

Anakin ducks his head and gathers his courage. He can’t not ask. A fake relationship with Padme would be awful, but one with Obi-Wan? That would be torture. Cruel and unusual punishment. He’s still reeling from the information that apparently Obi-Wan does like men and apparently he likes Anakin enough to come out for him.

But does he like Anakin enough to touch him and mean it? He has to know. He looks up at Obi-Wan’s earnest face from beneath his eyelashes. “What if I want to real-kiss you?”

Obi-Wan blinks, and a smile breaks out across his face. “Then you don’t even need to have to ask, darling. Kiss me all you want, if you’re okay with a clingy old man in your bed.”

“Not that old,” Anakin argues, smiling so hard he’s afraid his face will crack in two. “But I don’t want to kiss you tonight.”

Obi-Wan turns solemn, although his grip on Anakin remains tight. “We can go as slow as you’re comfortable with.”

“Oh, you can have me later,” Anakin says, waving his free hand in the air. “I just don’t want our first kiss to be for the cameras.”

Obi-Wan catches Anakin’s palm and brings it up to kiss lightly. “You’re right, Anakin. That should just be for you and me.”

The rough brush of his lips over his skin causes Anakin to shiver. He’s never felt so on edge, as if his body is a live-wire. “Good thing you ordered the oysters,” he mumbles, blushing bright red as Obi-Wan laughs loud enough to fill the whole restaurant with its sound.

#asks #my fics #obikin #the next prompt is gonna be wayyyy more angsty so enjoy the fluff rn is all im saying #prompt fill

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Number 7

(This is @lumosinlove‘s version of the HP characters and definitely just MY personal take on James Potter in Sweater Weather. You can read the original fanfic here)

(Also, Haz, I really hope I don’t offend you with this, I just needed to write it down because it WOULDN’T LEAVE MY DUMBASS HEAD, I’m sorry, if you want me to delete, tell me<3)

James had heard the stories. Heard the rumours and whispers about the Black family. He didn’t know what made the situation itch him the wrong way. If it was the obvious tension and fake family bond. Or the way everyone just kind of knew that something wasn’t right but nobody wanted to acknowledge it. It wasn’t until he actually met Sirius Black that he figured out what made him so uneasy with the whole thing.

Sirius was a fortress at first. The lines between his eyebrows created wrinkles that weren’t supposed to become permanent before he turned 40. The way he pressed his lips together whenever he shot the puck was something James had only ever seen on injured players who had too much pride to admit they were out of the game. His teeth were seen once in a blue moon and the rest of the time they were hidden behind his lips where James could see them clenching together by the state of his jaw. 

Sirius looked like a injured veteran on the egde of retiring when he only just started his career.

What the hell happened to you? James thought as he had watched Sirius for the third time shy away from a celly when Dumo skated over to throw an arm over his shoulder.

It made more sense after the shift. The shift of course being Sirius deciding to hell with his family and finally accepted being a Lion. James could feel the shackles of Sirius’ family shake off him, hitting the ice and freeing his limbs as he lifted his stick and scored with the perfect slapshot and for the first time accepted Dumo’s arms sliding around him, knocking him into the glass with a laugh. It was the match James would privatly refer to as the beginning of the Lions. Because there was no Lions without Sirius Black.

But even as Sirius finally relaxed himself something was off. Even as the lines on his forehead disappeared and his lips stretched into a smile instead of a frown when he easily glided the puck into the net. Even as the whole team got to know Sirius slightly crooked tooth that could only be seen when he smiled the brightest and the pain on his face vanished, James still felt like Sirius was hiding. It was different. Like Sirius had finally accepted them as his team and best friends but the privacy of his feelings were still hiding behind the emtionally injured player James had gotten so used to seeing.

He knew he didn’t know everything there was to know about Sirius’ family, but he knew enough to know that Sirius’ walls wouldn’t come down probably ever. But it was okay because Sirius was happy and James could understand that trauma wasn’t something you wanted to share or even think about. 

But Sirius’ happiness didn’t make the uncomfortable look he had on his face when the team went out for drinks go away. James would still watch from the bar as his best friend curled his hand around another puck bunny’s nape, pulling her into a kiss as the wrinkles between his eyebrows returned. 

He didn’t think much of it because James knew that it was an image thing. A lot of guys in the league made it their ‘thing’ to gain popularity and even though James could tell Sirius’ heart wasn’t in it he wouldn’t interfere because Sirius was an adult and James knew he didn’t need anyone to tell him how to live his life when he had gotten enough of that from his family. 

But then Sirius stopped picking up bunnies. He stopped frowning when Finn suggested to go celebrate at The Three Hockey Sticks after an important win and instead became one of the first to hype up the idea. He came up with new fun cellys for the rookies to pick up on and once Thomas swore he had heard him sing in the showers after practice. It was as if Sirius’ entire being had let out a huge sigh and James couldn’t understand what had changed.

Until he saw the necklace, of course. 

He felt like a genius as he explained his theory to Lily who smiled at him with a shake of her head. 

Sirius Black had gotten himself a girlfriend James thought to himself as he saw Sirius carefully dry his neck with a towel as if he was afraid the necklace would snap in half. James could barely stop himself from smiling.

After reaching the conclusion James started to notice all the little signs he had missed before.

Sirius phone went off literally every time he wasn’t at practice or at a game. James could hardly ever get him to come to movie night anymore and when he finally decided to show up his phone was pinging left and right, and every time Sirius face would relax into a slow smile James was sure he didn’t even know he was making. 

James was so happy for him that he couldn’t even be the tiniest bit mad at Sirius for keeping it a secret. All he wanted for his boy was to be happy and Sirius clearly was so James couldn’t care less. 

But it didn’t stop him from being absolutely annoyingly curious. Remus, who Sirius seemed to had gotten close with, hadn’t noticed anything and James was starting to go out of his mind. All he wanted was for Sirius to bring his girlfriend to family skate and show her off. 

He didn’t understand why he was hiding. It wasn’t anything wild whenever a player in the league got a girlfriend. Of course, because Sirius was captain he might hold the spotlight for a bit longer but it would still blow over fairly quickly. 

It filled James’ head for weeks and when it finally made sense he cursed himself for ever being so blind.

Alarm bells went off in his head as Sirius stopped in his tracks. As always, his phone was in his hands but from behind James saw his shoulders tense up. His first instinct was to ask what was wrong but then Finn spoke up. He was also looking at his phone. James took his own from his back pocket instantly.

The hashtag was already trending in the US, probably close to trending globaly, too. At the top was an article from The Prophet with three photos attached. The headline read: “Lion Captain’s gay love affair: Another miss for the Playoffs?”

James throat tightened as he clicked on the photos attached. It was Sirius’ car and there in the backseat of it was Sirius with Remus in his lap. They were in the middle of an intense kiss. In the next Remus was kissing his neck. 

In panic James looked up at Sirius. He hadn’t moved but as Pascal lifted a hand to his shoulder he flinched back and before James could react his was gone. 

A pain had settled in his stomach as he thought back to all the questions he had asked Remus, all the theories he had shared with Lily, all the times he had thought about just asking Sirius what her name was. He had worried about the wrong thing. God, he was an idiot. 

He wished Lily would’ve stopped him from being such an asshole to assume Sirius was dating a girl but he mentally slapped himself. It wasn’t Lily’s job to make him stop assuming everyone was straight. He had set a trap up for himself and it was time for damage control.

His eyes darted to Remus who was staring at the door Sirius had stormed out of just seconds ago. He was pale and James could see his hands shaking where he was gripping his neck. He slowly made his way over.

He wanted to apologies a million times, to Sirius, to Remus, to every non-straight hockey player who held up a facade. But right now this wasn’t about him.

James placed a hand on Remus’ shoulder.

“Can I drive you home?“ He asked, eyes never leaving his face. 

Remus’ hand seemed to tighten, both around his neck and his grip on his phone. James slowly took it from his hands and placed it in his back pocket next to his own.

“Come on, Re. Let me—let me be here for you.” He tried again. 

He could see the shine in Remus’ eyes and James wasn’t even sure if he was aware of it. 

Remus voice shook as he choked out “He needs you.”

James tightened his grip on Remus’ shoulder, ignoring the urge to pull him into a hug and let the tears in his eyes fall together with his own that were stuck somewhere in his throat.

“I’m going there next. Lily’s going to you. She’ll meet you at your apartment, okay?” He said as calmly as he could.

Forever seemed to go by before Remus agreed, the wetness finally falling from his eyes as James began to walk him out of the airport.

All the little things that James seemed to be the only one to notice began to replay in his head, and the pain in his chest suddenly doubled when he wondered for a brief moment if Sirius had been silent because he was afraid James would be the one to write #NotMyCaptain. 

It was then he knew that he would fight with everything he had to make sure no one touched a hair on Sirius’ and Remus’ head. He would sacrifice his career if he had to. Fuck the NHL, fuck the Prophet, fuck the fans, fuck everyone who ever dared to suggest Sirius was anything but a great captain and player.

He had a feeling a war had started against the entire League and he was ready to pick a side, sacrifices be damned.

(Sorry for grammar, English isn’t my first language and I also wrote this after midnight)

(Hope you didn’t hate it, Haz @lumosinlove, I love your story so much and I’m a big hockey fan so thank you for the masterpiece)

(Also, Go Maple Leafs, number 31)

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