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someoneboredwrites · 8 months
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It was hot.
The ceiling fan was humming on max speed, chain clinking against the glass. Blankets were kicked off and hanging off the bed but it was still hot.
Probably because of the lanky monkey curled around you.
Wukong had been in a cuddly mood last night and it stuck with him in his sleep. His breath against the top of your head was steady and even, you hummed as your free hand rubbed his side, the fingers of the other trapped under his neck curling in his fur.
Wukong shifted and pressed his head against yours, still asleep. His own hands pulling you closer. You huffed softly as you began to sweat, finally joining Wukong.
You were uncomfortable.
It was hot.
…five more minutes.
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Room For Two
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part 4/?
PREVIOUS (i guess we belong to each other) | NEXT (One)
tags: @transeliot @mentallyunstablebish @sarah0687 @@cjand10 @warmommy if you would like to be added or removed from my writing tag just lemme know :)
summary: you and billy arrive at your home and you tell him he'll be sleeping in your bed... alone
pairing(s): Billy/Four x gender neutral!reader
Word Count: 932
Warnings/Authors notes: emotions, repressed feelings, angst, fluff, there's only one you guys and there will remain one bed for the rest of the series so... mention of hospitals and injury, crying, negative and complex emotions. poor writing skills, poor proofreading and editing, an american writing a brit. I know its been super long since the last part but here ya go
When you and Billy arrive at your doorstep after leaving the hospital (for the second time), you start to panic again, just as you’d done the night before. Billy coming home with you and staying at your place for days or weeks on end wasn’t anything new so why was your stomach twisting like that? You were wondering if Billy was nervous at all when you felt his hand on your wrist, a soft request for your attention. You turned to face him and for a moment you both just looked at each other, you both had so much to say and just were not sure how to say it or where to start. You waited for Billy to say what he had obviously wanted to but instead, he just pulled you into a tight hug, the kind of hug only he could give you. The kind of hug you’d missed desperately since he’d gone. 
   “I’ve missed you, love” he said, his lips brushing your skin as he spoke. Then, after what felt like an eternity and yet, not quite long enough, he let go, stepped around you and continued to your door.
   You shook off the feelings stirring inside you as you spun around to follow him. You unlocked the door and stepped inside, Billy at your heels. You flipped on the light, slipped off your shoes and locked the door behind you. You turn around to find Billy wandering around the small area you call home, re-familiarizing himself with the space he’d once known so well. 
   “you can have the bed. Amy said you’d have to be somewhere comfortable and you shouldn’t get up or move more than necessary for another few days at least and you'd have to continue to take it easy for the next couple of weeks because of your stitches” 
   “Why do I get the bed?” 
   Your brow creased in confusion “I just told you, You need to- 
   “No, why do I get the bed to myself? Why aren’t we getting the bed?” 
   Your mouth dropped open as words failed you. 
   “It’s not like we haven't shared a bed before” at this point he was no longer looking around the room but directly at you, his expression one of determined curiosity, as though he was daring you. Daring you to do what you didn't know. To confess why you didn't just share the bed to begin with? To join him? To hold your ground and sleep on the couch?
   “I’ll take the couch. I like the couch” 
Knowing arguing wouldn't help, all he said was “there's room for two if you no longer fancy the sofa”
   Later that evening as you lay on the sofa, wide awake and becoming more and more uncomfortable as the hours drug on you couldn't help but think of Billy in your bed. Warm beautiful Billy in your warm, comfortable bed. His words bouncing around in your brain. You turned over in one last-ditch attempt to stay where you were. 
“There’s room for two if you no longer fancy the sofa” 
you gave in with a huff and you hauled yourself off your makeshift bed and made your way over to the ajar door of your bedroom. You paused in the doorframe, questioning your judgment. The soft moonlight from the window illuminated Billy's face as he slept. He looked so peaceful and the scene was so familiar. You nudged the door slightly further open as you entered, then you lifted the covers and slid in next to the blond. He wrapped himself around you the instant you were comfortable and mumbled in your ear,   “I knew you’d cave eventually. Knew you couldn't resist”
   The next morning you awoke with billy half on top of you. He was sleeping soundly, his breath still deep and steady. You carefully moved just enough so you could roll to face him, but remain within his reach. He shifted a little but remained asleep. You’d missed this and everything about him but things had changed. 
   When billy left you were broken and since he came back all you can think about is how he lied and how he was able to abandon you and your heart broke again. Your eyes welled with tears and you slipped the rest of the way out from under him and headed to the bathroom, shutting both the bathroom and bedroom doors quietly behind you. 
  The room was only lit by the dim cold early morning light but you didn't care, turning on the lights hadn't even crossed your mind. You leaned on the sink, head hung low and willed yourself not to cry but you knew it was a battle you wouldn't win. Your breath was ragged as the first tear fell with more quick to follow. You turned away from your reflection, your back hitting the door softly and you slid to the ground. Tears streamed down your face and you sat, quietly sobbing as the sun rose higher in the sky. When the tears finally slowed and your breathing calmed, the small room was bathed in sunshine, starkly contrasting your mood.    After a while of just zoning out, your mind and heart numb to it all, you wiped your face of the stray half-dried tears still clinging to your face and stood. With a deep breath, you left the bathroom, unsure of how much time had passed. You took a few steps toward your small kitchen, thinking of breakfast then you stopped cold. A man you’d never seen before was sitting on your couch looking at you expectantly. 
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captainimprobable · 1 year
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“Amity,” Luz says after a minute of standing in the doorway, “These are my friends! Gus and-”
“Willow,” Amity breathes.
When Luz had mentioned her friend was named Willow, Amity had thought there was no way she was talking about the same girl.  But there she is, unmistakably, standing in her doorway.
Willow Park.
Taller, buffer, more filled out- but definitely Willow Park.
“Amity?” Willow says, mystified, and Amity does the only thing she can think of- she bolts to her room and shuts the door. ~ Chapter 2 of my Lumity roommate AU!!!!!
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cozylittleartblog · 2 months
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cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes
just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks
there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.
edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.
#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite
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atalana · 2 months
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the curse of adhd:
i will remember with absolute clarity, when the thought strikes me that i have a text to send someone, that this is the fourth time in three days i've attempted to send this specific text
i will forget, in the time it takes me to pick up my phone, that i picked it up intending to send a text
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sfppn · 8 months
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The Kinescope Initiative 0185
A quartet of 1992 sitcoms with stars past and future--all of which failed.
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luminarai · 4 months
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Ringo says work smarter, not harder (also he replaced the pieces with delicious homemade cookies before the game even started. Taigen never notices)
stickers etc here
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months
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The indescribable tension between an overworked and underpaid smut writer, and his biggest fan hater.
(for @frummpets)
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nerdpoe · 2 months
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Clark needs to get into the alien spaceship that's attacking Metropolis. Kara, Jon, and Kon are all busy helping civilians. There's a force field around the ship that's stopping him. Then an RV launches itself off of the building next to him and straight into the spaceship.
Jack and Maddie had been heading through Metropolis to Gotham to attend a tech expo. Danny and Jazz were left home, and they were getting daily updates from Jazz.
Then aliens started attacking Metropolis.
And, well, clearly none of these people know defensive driving. The GAV is more than equipped to punch a hole through that forcefield, they can tell from the readings they're getting.
So...why not lend a helping hand?
Anyways that's how the Drs Fenton ended up on the Justice League roster as resident Mad Scientists.
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someoneboredwrites · 1 year
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JTTW Isekai… but it’s a Reverse Isekai! With Wukong and the Reader!
So I’m thinking Wukong somehow gets isekai’d into our world, and ends up rooming with the Reader, who we’ll be calling Roomie! Since Wukong’s moving in w him! Mostly this is just gonna be platonic domestic stuff, cuddling, playing games, clothes shopping!
Just both of them having adjusted to their new situation! Good thing Roomie’s got a lot of outside space away from neighbors so Wukong isn’t stuck inside all the time!
I’m calling this the Room For Two AU!
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jayrockin · 8 months
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Inane worldbuilding minutia of the day: there is a viral dance craze in Runaway to the Stars "modern day" (approx. 2325), because what is society without a viral dance craze. It began on Martian social media and then spread to the rest of the human internet via the extranet social platform Megaforum.
It is called "The Whop."
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It takes some skill to to whop quickly without losing your balance, and videos of skilled whoppers dancing in increasingly ridiculous and inconvenient locations have plagued the human internet for years now. It has a resurgence every time a new bubble of human space discovers and spreads it.
There is also a two-person version of The Whop:
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Two-person whopping is extremely popular among children, much to the dismay of their elders. If you don't pay attention and keep time with the other party, it's extremely easy to slap them square in the face. Video compilations of people getting injured while whopping abound. School nurses have seen many victims of the viral dance, sent in with bruises and bloodied noses after whopping too hard.
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munsonfamilyband · 10 months
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I need more famous musician Eddie content where he’s still super fucking lame and freaks out around other musicians
Like, I’m thinking about the video of JQ getting to meet with Metallica and play with them and Hetfield asks if he wants them to sign the guitar and Joseph gets so excited about it.
Eddie at an after party or something and he left Steve (and Robin because she refused to not be invited if Steve was coming (he gave her a “job” just so she could come)) to go get them some drinks and when he comes back Steve is talking to Brian May like he’s just a normal guy. Steve had been talking to Robin about Dustin getting an internship at NASA and Brian May inserted himself so he could ask about Dustin’s job.
Eddie comes over, nearly vibrating, and Steve introduces him to “Brian, he’s an astrophysicist!” and Eddie nearly passes out when he shakes his hand as if this isn’t a member of Queen.
It becomes a theme for them at events where Steve makes conversation with these world famous musicians about real life things all while Eddie is trying to act like a normal person standing in front of James fucking Hetfield.
The eventually develop a way for Eddie to subtly signal to Steve that this is one of his heroes so that Steve can steer the conversation to music and give Eddie an in.
I just need more social butterfly Steve and his music nerd boyfriend Eddie who panics whenever Steve befriends a famous person.
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captainimprobable · 1 year
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working on some roommate AU!
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ryllen · 3 months
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how nice it is if the phone headmage gave u actually has special magic attribute, where it has very shitty network on twisted wonderland universe, but actually very good to connect back and forth between your world to twisted wonderland
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i just wanna be protected and cared for like i'm a tiny kitty with abandonment issues
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hamletthedane · 1 year
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My favorite fun fact about the Titanic is that it had a room dedicated solely to storing potatoes that was larger than any first class stateroom on the ship
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