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tloubraininfection · 1 year

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I`ve been rewatching the car scene from episode 4 and there`s that moment just after “Alone And Forsaken” starts to play when Joels face changes completely. There is something so soft about this expression, he`s not quite smiling, but his face relaxes, he closes his eyes and he looks like he got lost in a memory. And you can see it’s a good one, a safe one. To me that would suggest that it was something from way before.

Because thats a face of a person that got reminded of something from his childhood. Something half-forgotten until someone brings it up and you remember it as vividly as if it was yesterday. Every texture, every sound and every smell. And you can’t help, but smile, cause it was so long ego, but also not really, you`re still the same person. And music is like magic, it`s the only time machine we have, works every time!

And that got me thinking! If this music is from before Joel`s time, is it possible it`s something his father used to listen to? His favorite road trip music maybe? And Joel was the one in the backseat, just like Ellie is now, going crazy from boredom, asking a million questions, waving at the passing cars or making crazy faces and then hiding? And then when Tommy was old enough was it both of them playing or fighting and driving their father mad in a process?

It breaks my heart in the best way because this is just the beginning of Joels journey and hes changed so much already, to the point hes able to access this small part of himself and it makes him feel soft, even if just for a second. Makes him think about a time everything was simpler, sweeter, kinder? Somehow those memories survived all those years completely unscathed, as if they`ve existed in a protective bubble untouched by anything that came after. They`ve formed their own little universe where Joel`s small hands knew nothing of violence or survival yet, just toys and ice cream cones. Nothing of the nightmares to come, just a moving car, his dad`s favorite song and his little brother annoying the hell out of him. A small moment preserved forever on the Hank Williams cassette tape.

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beanghostprincess · 5 months

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Love the concept of Usopp falling for Transfem!Sanji but all of his attempts at flirting end up just being cute and making sanji laugh (genuinely laugh. A sweet laughter. She's head over heels for him too btw) but he wants it to be sexy. He wants to turn her on, or, whatever. But whenever he tries to be sexy he ends up failing miserably because he forces it to be extremely normative (exercising shirtless type of sexy. Don't take advice from Zoro) instead of just being himself. And as I said, he takes advice from fucking mosshead so of course he isn't going to look the type of sexy Sanji likes.

Nami has to physically drag Usopp to the girls room with Robin so she can call him thousands of insults before actually telling him that he's acting like a fucking idiot. That Sanji likes him back already. So Usopp is like, all hopeful and happy and says: "Oh! So you're telling me to just be myself?! :D"

To what Nami replies with the scariest most intimidating evil laughter in the whole universe: "Oh, no. Darling. No. You have no fucking idea what women like, do you?"

He's pretty much scared.

But Nami and Robin end up telling him the secrets of womanhood or, well, what they personally like. And Nami doesn't even like men, but she knows how to read a room and manipulate other girls with men and also, she's a lesbian. She knows what women like. She likes women. Women like her. She's the best person for this job. And also Robin because she's older and wiser.

And also, they share a room with Sanji. They talk at night. They know what she likes.

So they tell Usopp about hands. About how crazy Usopp's hands drive her while he works and that he should use them to his advantage (put a hand on her thigh casually while they talk, brush their hands together more often, tuck her hair behind her air sometimes, show her some of his inventions with his hands pretty much being the main focus, etc). Basically, they tell him to sexualize his hands as much as possible because everyone fucking knows Sanji has a thing for that. And Robin can confirm girls like that because every time she sees Franky build something it makes her knees weak (she says this in a very weird and off putting tone so Usopp isn't sure if 'making her knees weak' is some kind of euphemism for darker, more intimate things he is not ready to hear).

Then the hair. Nami is always saying Usopp's hair is spectacular, but also, that Sanji goes insane whenever she sees Usopp first thing in the morning. Messy, undone hair and everything. So the navigator insists on him being a bit more careless with it. Not caring that much about ponytails or buns unless he makes them look really good and intentionally messy.

He has to forget about the whole 'shirtless exercisisng' thing because that's Zoro's way of being a gym bro and attracting their captain (and it only works because he's already dating Luffy and Luffy enjoys seeing his boyfriend doing whatever) and instead focus on being casually shirtless. And it's not like Nami supports the massive whores this ship has because she's exhausted of men being so disgusting around here, but if it's to help them out (she only wants them to stop pining because it's annoying) she will let Usopp walk around the place without a shirt on (as if he didn't do it already but, y'know, this time is obvious he does it intentionally).

Robin then says something about Sanji liking dominant guys, which, well- It's a thing Usopp already knew because it's not hard to tell. But also the archeologist mentions that he should act more confident around Sanji. Be less anxious (as if it were easy, btw) because he has absolutely nothing to worry about. She won't fall out of love, seriously, she's too down bad to get up at this point and the worst thing that can happen is Usopp looking cringey. But confidence looks good on him! So he needs to do all these things without it being obvious that he's trying to be sexy.

Basically, they end up telling him a few more things that girls like Sanji love in men, and Usopp realizes that it's not actually changing himself but accentuating his personality to a bit of an extreme sometimes to get Sanji focus on him.

And it works. it- It surprisingly works???? What the fuck.

Because Usopp does everything Nami and Robin told him. He touches Sanji more. He runs his hands through her arms and thighs slightly and casually when they talk and it makes Sanji cough and blush and needing a moment of silence to continue speaking. He works in the kitchen and specifically build things that need a constant use of hands. He lets his hair undone all day long or only wears messy buns, and he doesn't say anything if he catches Sanji bleeding or fainting (he really, really wants to go help but he knows it would only makes things worse so he lets Chopper take care of it). He doesn't wear t-shirts anymore (he didn't already, but now it's different) and casually stretches or rests his elbows on the ship and makes poses when Sanji is looking. He starts to talk more in a more confident manner. Voice deeper. Words clearer. Once, he even places himself behind Sanji while she's cooking and tries to grab something from the top shelf of the kitchen, resting his hand on her hip for a long second. It drives her wild. To be honest, Usopp didn't even do that on purpose but Nami congratulated him on that one, and he couldn't just say it had happened naturally.

Sanji is a mess, btw. Her food is still perfect and she fights normally but whenever they're not doing anything important she seems lost in thought and the whole crew is so done with her and Usopp. She doesn't even want to fight Zoro anymore and it frustrates the swordsman because their lil arguments and fights are kind of a thing between them and it's ruining his daily schedule!!! Usopp is going to be the death of her, honestly, and Zoro is then going to kill Usopp for that (me and my beautiful love for platonic Zosan).

But neither of them does anything or makes the first move because they're stupid and deep inside they're shy and they're used to being pining idiots.

Then, Usopp takes all this flirting thing a bit too seriously. Because he is stupid and fears that if he stops, Sanji will lose interest in him. So even if it's raining or snowing, he's shirtless. He says it's that a confident man like him doesn't need clothes to be warm, only Sanji's beauty (or something like that, he said). But even Franky is wearing a jacket, so... Also, he tries so hard to accentuate his hands movements when he works that he doesn't get the job done most of the time. And his hair keeps getting in the way and bothering him while he fights. It's a mess.

And Sanji notices because she might be extremely turned on by him but she's not that oblivious.

So one night she sees Usopp fucking freezing because they're close to a winter island and he refuses to dress properly. At least his hair keeps him warm, sort of, but he can't work like this, either. Sanji rolls her eyes and just approaches him without saying a word, throws him a sweater, wraps him in a blanket, and before Usopp can say anything, Sanji starts to tie his hair up into his usual ponytail. Usopp refuses and keeps saying that he doesn't need this! That he's God Usopp and can handle a little but of cold! But he doesn't stop her from doing all of these things, in the end.

Sanji only laughs and gets a hold of Usopp's hands to warm them up, sitting next to him. She breathes against them and now it's Usopp's time to blush uncontrollably. Sanji looks up from there. "You're a moron, you know? You don't need to do all of this."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Blatant lie.

The cook keeps holding his hands but rests her head on Usopp's shoulders, cuddling against him. "You look really handsome with your hair tied up."

"Uh? I- Thank y-"

"And I love your hands, but if you don't take more care of them I'm going to kick your ass. And also, if you get sick and affects our adventures and your sexy voice I will end you."

"Sexy what-"

"I like it when you blush and stutter and are anxious about every little thing, too."

So Usopp squeezes Sanji's hands back (after a whole long second of analyzing what the other just said) and lets himself rest against her, her undone hair falling over his shoulder and her perfectly polished nails brushing his skin. She smells sweeter than usual. Like chocolate. And even if it's cold, she needs to wrap herself in the blanket too because she's wearing a short dress.

Perhaps Usopp hasn't been the only one trying hard to accentuate his good traits. And God, Usopp loves her even more every day.

The sniper tries to be confident and wrap an arm around her shoulders, but he hesitates, and that same second, Sanji is the one to guide it around her body.

And Usopp is nervous and blushing and Sanji's kicking her feet under the blanket. And it's extremely messy. And perfect. It's always perfect.

#okay so #i love them to death #and i am so so so so soft for usopp x transfem!sanji #they make me extremely happy #and they're idiots in love #one piece #black leg sanji #transfem sanji #usopp #sanuso #nami #nico robin #roronoa zoro #zolu but y'know it's just there randomly #and frobin but again just supporting couple

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chr0n1c-ag0ny · 6 months

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Kunidazai reunion sparking them finally, actually, truly getting together (cause they're idiots who have essentially been and old married couple for years and were the last to notice)? I think yes.

kunikida offering his apartment to Dazai, as his partners was in no shape to be lived in, after all the time that had passed with no upkeep and the time it spent in police custody, being milled through for any potential evidence. there was no way he could let him go back to it, not now, not tonight. Kunikida needs him close tonight.

Dazai takes him up on his offer. he doesn't want to be alone. he won't admit it, but he can't be alone, he doesn't know what it would do to him, what he would do to himself if he was left unattended. so he gratefully, while making jabs and cracking jokes at his partner, follows him home.

their night proceeds as normal, as it had for years of Dazai crashing with him. Kunikida cooks while Dazai sits up on his counter, rambling on and on about anything he can think of. Kunikida never realized how much he missed Dazai's voice until the relief of not cooking in silence hit him.

when they eat Dazai drags his partner to sit on the couch, even though Kunikida hates eating on the couch, knowing he would make an exception for him, just for tonight. they sit too close to just be friends, coworkers, partners even. their arms touch, their knees lean into one another.

when Dazai's finished with his dinner he lays a head in Kunikida's lap, turning on the TV, flipping through all of his partners recorded media until he finds the show they had been watch together, every episode that aired since he was arrested is recorded and unwatched. with blurry eyes he hits play. Kunikida's hand is in his hair and it doesn't leave.

they don't talk, they don't have to, they've talked enough. for now they just want to sit and feel each other's touch and hear each other's breathing. it's all they need.

its nearly 3 in the morning when Dazai finally starts to doze, he'd curled up into a ball, halfway in Kunikida's lap at that point, holding onto one of his partner's hands. Kunikida knows he should get them both to bed, he should offer Dazai the room and take the couch, that he should have the man some space after all he'd been through. but he aches at the thought of leaving his side, at being separated again.

but he doesn't even have to say anything, should have known he never had to, Dazai's always been sharp as a tack, his intuition, almost terrifyingly, even sharper.

His partner turned lazily in his arms, looking up at him with tired but knowing eyes. let's go to bed, they say. you don't have to go, you can stay, they assure. please don't go, they beg.

Kunikida breathes a long, heavy, sigh of relief.

"ok," he answers, before finally getting up after hours laid up on the couch, watching as Dazai continues to doze.

his heart aches with feverish heat. he'd missed him so much he had begun to go mad, had gone mad really, and now his partner was back, he was back and alive and mostly well, and now he was so relieved it ached in its own right.

he went about making up his bed for two, for Dazai, knowing he needed enough pillows and blankets for half a dozen people, but kept stopping to look over the back of the couch to make sure he was still there, still with him, that he hadn't been taken away again. by the time he's done he's probably crossed his apartment two to three dozen times, from his room to the couch again and again, before he's finally decided the room was good enough, there were enough blankets for Dazai to cover himself with and pillows to hide in.

when he goes to Dazai this time around, he kneels in front of him, carding a hand through his hair, tracing a thumb over his brow, to his nose, and then his cheek. his partner's eyes flutter open, a smile graces his lips.

"come on," he whispers, worried too loud a voice would shatter the delicate air of safety and comfort around them, "time for bed."

Dazai hums, getting up with a stretch and a yawn, much like a cat, before gingerly hopping off the couch and into Kunikida's arms, a false smile and air of cheekiness to him, hiding the ache Kunikida knew all too well resided in his partner's heart as much as it did his own, if not more. he holds him for a moment, savoring the feeling of him in his arms, before taking his hand and leading him to their room.

Dazai knows the drill. he goes to the other man's dresser and picks out a pair of his own sweatpants, ones he kept here for nights like these, and as per usual, one of Kunikida's shirts, gliding across the room, out into the hall, and into the bathroom.

Kunikida crawls into bed, feeling like he's been hit by a bus by the days events, and ends up half asleep by the time he feels Dazai crawling into bed next to him.

he expects to see bandages peeking from the borrowed nightshirt, to watch Dazai shield himself from the world, from his partner's touch, with a swarm of blankets, for Dazai to lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for him to fall asleep first.

but tonight's different, so different.

Dazai's skin is bare where the shirt doesn't cover, his scars on display, each and every one of them, the burns, the cuts, the bullet wounds, the ones Kunikida has never one been able to decipher the story of. they're all bared to him, with no visible hesitation on Dazai's end.

when his partner climbs into bed he neglects the pile of blankets laid out for him, the pillows too. instead he lifts the comforter that's draped over the entirety of the bed, Kunikida included, sliding beneath it like it's natural to him, like he'd done it every night for months, years even.

he looks at Kunikida for a moment, silently asking for permission, which Kunikida cannot give fast enough, and then Dazai's in his arms, his own wrapped around his neck, nothing between them but the clothes on their backs.

Dazai pulls away, just a bit, Kunikida almost cries out, almost pulls him back in, but knows better. he lets dazai go, but he never leaves. he's moved just far back enough so they could both look each other in the face.

"I missed you," he spoke softly, his hands shifting to hold the blonde's face.

"I missed you too,"

there's a moment of silence.

"I love you." the words are hesitant, skittish even, like he's unsure of how Kunikida would take it.

"I love you too," he replies without a second thought. he loves his partner, he loves him, more than he knows what to do with, so much it drives him mad and makes him ache.

Dazai nods. he's thinking, Kunikida can see it on his face, his mind is going a million miles a second. worry flashes on Dazai's face, and Kunikida panics, goes to pull away, goes to give Dazai space, even if his own skin burns at the thought of parting with Dazai's.

but Dazai doesn't let him, he clings to him, "Don't go, please don't go, please," he begs.

his voice is desperate, so Kunikida doesn't. he watches his partners face twist and turn, watches as fear spreads across his brow and tears gather in his eyes, and he doesn't know what to do because this has never happened.

but than Dazai leans in, slowly, tugging Kunikida closer so they can meet in the middle. Kunikida feels his partners lips on his. he kisses him back. he can't decide if that was a foolish decision or not. It's soft, softer than either of them knew they were capable of, it's gentle and earnest and good.

Dazai stops after a moment, lingers in Kunikida's space before looking him in the eye once more, he doesn't speak, they don't need to. Dazai looks at him, tears running down his face, but he's smiling, he's ok. his thumbs wipe away tears Kunikida hadn't realized he'd shed. they're ok.

"I love you," Dazai mutter's again, speaking again before the other man can answer "Kunikida?"

"yes, Dazai?"

"don't go."

"I won't."

"promise?"

"I promise." its a foolish thing to say, but Dazai needs to hear it, hell, he needs to hear it, "I'm not going anywhere, so long as you promise me the same."

he hesitates, his eyes avoid Kunikida's for a moment, before returning from their shared gaze, "I'll try, I promise, I'll really try this time"

Kunikida nods, slowly moving to kiss Dazai's forehead, the brunette leans into it.

"I know you will," he whispers into Dazai's skin, "and I'll always be here when it's too hard to manage on your own."

there's silence again, but it doesn't feel wrong or heavy, its soft and warm and it feels right.

"I love you," Kunikida finally returns.

there's more silence, Dazai just looks at him, just watches, fingers playing with Kunikida's hair and drifting over his face until something clicks into place in the other man's mind, something nobody but Dazai could ever understand.

he leans in once more to kiss his cheek before he settles against Kunikida's chest, letting out a pleased huff as he curls himself into a ball, "goodnight," he muttered, almost instantly going still with sleep.

"goodnight," Kunikida replied, knowing Dazai wasn't going to hear him, pressing his own goodnight kiss to the top of Dazai's head before burying his face in the other man's hair (Dazai doesn't smell like his shampoo anymore. it makes something in him cringe. he tries and fails to ignore it).

it takes Kunikida a while to fall asleep, he's too busy running the night over and over and over again in his mind. he holds Dazai close and lets his fingers trace over scars, feeling over his too-thin frame, feeling each bone beneath his skin. there's so many thoughts rushing through his mind, to many fears, worries, anxieties, what ifs. what if I hurt him? what if I break him? what if I ruin this?

his thoughts are only stopped when Dazai gently nudges his head into his jaw, hands pulling Kunikida's off of him, holding them gently in his own (he should have known sleep wouldn't come that easy to Dazai).

he takes a deep breath, steadying himself and his mind, his partner's hands squeeze his gently, good, they seem to say, and sleep finally starts to pull at him once more.

he lets it happen, let's his eyes close and his mind go blank, knowing Dazai is safe, he's safe in his arms, he won't be taken away again. he sleeps knowing Dazai loves him, that he kissed him, that tomorrow they'll wake up like this, and maybe, just fucking maybe they can finally have this one happy ending.

#I love when two emotionally constipated men find ways to be indirectly vulnerable and soft with one another. it matters so much to me.#they don't know how to talk about it or what they mean to one another or what they need from the other but they make it work #but after so long of dancing around each other only to be ripped apart for so long something just gives way and for once its in their favor #I hc that Dazai can be quite graceful in a ghostly and/or feline sort of way when he wants to be. he hops to his toes instead of standing-#glides instead of walking. stares into your soul with these big old eyes instead of just look. so thats just sprinkled in here.#on another note. these men are idiots. I said getting together but for christ sake they've been together for years they just never noticed.#I cringed at their stupidity multiple times while writing this.#dazai is scared of loving kunikida. he's scared his love will damn the man he loves. he's scared he'll leave too #but he can only run from his feelings so long #kunikida is scared to love dazai. he's scared he will find a way to break him. that he won't be careful enough. that he'll screw it all up.#they're so fucking messy and I love them your honor #I have so much to say about them #kunikida bsd #kunikida doppo #bsd kunikida #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #dazai bsd #kunikidazai #kunidazai #if you see typo's no you don't

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gilsart · 8 months

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some weeks ago i started writing as a daily exercise again and now i'm here, it's 3:45pm, fields of gold playing on loop, writing the first ever hetalia fanfiction in years. 16 year old me would be so proud

#rambles #hetalia #yes it's gerita. of course it's gerita.#better known as “let me unapologetically make these two idiots kiss in the places i grew up in”#would never wish that upon my worst enemy honestly #but hey some introspection here and there #some felice/feliciano (he is felice here. i like felice more don't come at me) hating himself here and there #some ludwig being soft #just a sprinkle of ''i'll take care of you'' ''it's rotten work''#i'm so sorry #gerita

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crownspeaksblog · 6 months

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God i just love eds little "thank you" in response to stede telling him that he likes his beard. It feels sincere and polite even.. you'd expect ed to keep being bitchy/passive aggressive (rightfully so) and respond with a fuck you instead, but no he says thank you like he can't help himself, he has to thank stede, he can't help but be polite to him, despite the anger and the pain he feels..

And i love how shy and polite he is when they're talking about where he's gonna spend the night and how he says "no, you shouldn't have to" and "oh, no, you go, no, sorry, you go" when they keep talking over eachother.... and it's like yeah he might have worked some of his shit when he was in the gravey basket and when him and stede talked earlier in the episode but there's no doubt there's still some lingering pain and that this doesn't magically erase the last 4 episodes but still.. but still he can't help but be this polite and shy, he can't help but be soft and tender with stede.. and his little "yes" about asking the crew if ed can spend the night, the look on his face with his stupid hopeful wide eyes and how he looks away from stede after saying "it might be nice" and then the look on eds face watching stede run is so making me crazy!!

#God I'm insane!#the power of love is strong with this one!!#it's makes me so happy how stede brings out this side of ed and ed doesn't fight it or try to hide it!#their love is so soft and tender. like of course their first day back around eachother would end up like this!#Ed really just needed like half a day around stede for him to be like actually i could forgive him #every line every scene between these idiots makes me insane and just wanna make a loud screeching sound!!!!#ofmd #ofmd s2 #our flag means death #ofmd spoilers #ofmd 2x04 #edward teach #👑

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photographypunk · 20 days

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Gotta love that while being in many fandoms and oftentimes want specific scenarios and such story wise apparently fucking Scriddler is that special thing that gets me willing to work on shit

#i mean i have adderall and that been helping me overall but jeaus #all of my ships and the one i am obsessed enough with and its the most toxic mother fuckers ever #winterbaron is top toxic ship #scriddler though pft these mother fuckers would rip eachother apart for a Klondike bar #they are my special little boys #(ie read as fucked up feral and weird)#you can say zemo and buck at least respect each other #most fanfiction of scriddler eddie is abused and used lol #not bad dont hate it but...the few soft one have my heart #two grumpy bastards who are only diffrent in the kind of trauma walls they built #my heart #totally headcannon as these idiots just needed someone as psychotic to make them realize they can be chill with some people #scriddler #edward nygma #jonathan crane #the riddler #dc scarecrow

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soldier-poet-king · 8 months

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Hell this is hell I'm in HELL

Literally the only thing 16 months of full-time work in my field has taught me is that I'm actually talented and have a natural apptitude for the profession, which comes with no small degree of pride and is fueling my benevolent information management dictator desires, and also competence is the sexiest thing on the planet it's a shame LITERALLY NO ONE ELSE HAS ANY

#franposting #im so sorry that i am so unhinged about what is possibly the boring est topic on earth #but i love paperwork and organization. information. burecracy #these things make the world go round and i am SO good at them #im sorry im surrounded by idiots + stuck in loosey goosey non profit land #LET ME OUT. LET ME OUT.#i am biting and gnawing #there is no room for sentiment and soft feelings and whatever #can we just. do our fuckin jobs properly #PLEASE. IM BEGGING U. MY FIRSTBORN FOR A RECORDS RETENTION SCHEDULE THAT IS ACTUALLY FOLLOWED #my skills are atrophying. and like yeah im getting experience but is it the RIGHT kind of experience #im afraid. i may take up some extra professional development stuff on the side #and get the extra RM certifications. and go work for the govt or a corp. or ANYTHING thats not this #like ugh yeah PD costs moneyyyyyy #but i would be. so fuckin good at it.#au me is a lawyer just for the paperwork and bullshit of it all

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hoarybitch · 4 months

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I do think the ducks should trade Zegras to the oilers purely bc I think making him and Leon interact on a daily basis would be fucking hilarious

#oilers lb #id say leon to the ducks but breaking up mcdrai would make me to sad bc im soft as hell #oh wait okay also Drysdale to the oilers bc you cant split up those idiots either #hey nhl teams hire me to make ridiculous trades purely for the lols

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hazardparadox · 1 year

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SOFT WOLFSTAR AND FORBIDDEN LOVE JEGULUS >>>>>>

#marauders #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #jegulus #starchaser #regulus black #wolfstar #Gonna pass out #im so tired lmfao #give me fic recs #i love these idiots sm #Soft wolfstar #Forbidden love #If it's canon compliant as well #that makes it better

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tianhai03 · 2 years

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hey guys guess who finally got his hands on a big bean

(this is a remake this thing i made awhile ago for video editing class bc we were doing a motion tracking exercise <3)

#i offer you. two dante beans of different sizes and dimensions #KJAHFGHAJSKHF i didnt know i was gonna get it today bc it came WAY faster than i expected. it took like 1 week or so only to come from japan #and my mom was the one who picked up the package while i was in car and she immediately knew it was the bean #so she told me to open it up in the car. i did. and i cried like an idiot out of pure excitement after i tore open the package.#anyway i love him hes so soft hes so cute he has actual beans in his belly so he makes shaker noises when i shake him around i love him sm #anyway i dont have any art to post but this is a huge w for me so i just wanted to let everyone know <333 #allyrambles #gif

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aqpippin · 6 months

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wip wednesday —

but it is sunlight (if a little early)

Gigi has barely hit the sidewalk before she feels her phone vibrating in her pocket. She grins and swipes to answer, bringing it to her ear.

“Did I forget something?” she asks innocently, unable to keep the smile out of her voice.

“You’re walking the wrong way,” Jackie whines, frustration evident in every syllable, “come back so I can show you I love you with some more enthusiasm.” It’s tempting, but Gigi knows full-well that Jackie is booked and busy today, and that she really can’t go around skipping classes just because it's some day in August.

“Happy anniversary, baby,” she sighs softly, and Jackie makes some desperate little noise that threatens to tug Gigi back home, “we’ll be done by four, then we can yell our love at each other and fall back into bed - make magic, or something.”

“The magic is not in question,” Jackie says immediately, voice firm, “but when you ate me out at six a.m., I didn’t know what way was up let alone that it was a special occasion. I would have been more insistent on getting you inside me -”

“Do not tempt me,” Gigi interrupts with a whine, “I can’t skip class just because you made the stupid decision to spend the rest of your life with me.”

“You’re so romantic.”

“Will be for the rest of our fucking lives, sweetheart.”

“I have no doubt. If you aren’t home at four on the dot, I’m calling the police.”

“Handcuffs. Hot.”

“I’m taking a cold shower.”

“You’re a deviant,” Gigi says delightedly, approaching the station, “I’ll see you this afternoon.”

“Quit it with the dirty talk.”

“I love you.” The rumble of the subway is loud, all chatter and swarming bodies, but it isn’t loud enough to drown out Jackie’s response.

“I love you too. And I love our life. And I want you, always. Just in case you need reminding.” Gigi can feel her heart stuttering in her chest.

“I know -” the subway swallows the last of Gigi’s cell service.

They think it’s probably for the best.

#have some fic bc i can’t sleep sjsjsj #it’s a long one today 😌#but it is sunlight #(if a little early)#i fall more in love with this series every day 🥹 they make me soft #i have a whole wedding hc doc for these soft little idiots #pippin writes #wip wednesday #goodecox au #i wasnt going to do a wip wednesday on the grounds that i did not remember it was wednesday 🫶🏼#but alas

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Rewatching Kinnporsche is like:

First time: ew Vegas.

Second time: ooooh he’s pretty. I love him. I want him to run off into the sunset with Pete. He deserves his happy little family and a partner who’s into his kinks.

***

First time: Pete is such a goofy weirdo. I love him tho.

Second time: He’s a badass, omg. Pete sees things. He owns the bodyguard shared brain cell and only lends it out when necessary.

***

First time: vegaspete? wtf? this makes no sense. When?

Second time: ohhh Pete’s been fighting his attraction for awhile. Shiiiiiit. I mean. He almost melted into a puddle when Vegas touched his clothed back. And some of those looks he flashes Vegas in ep 10? Damn.

***

First time: vegaspete. I don’t get it. I don’t get it. But I don’t have to get it. That’s okay. I love them.

Second time: I still don’t get it, but I can see how it works now. I love them so much, and when they’re soft together, I fall to pieces. Pete’s afterglow smile, istg, how are we supposed to survive that? I’m melting.

This is some fucking romance right here.

***

First time: Vegas is evil and manipulative (and yes, much of that is caused by his father and the animosity between the families, but it’s not an excuse).

Second time: He’s much more complicated than that. It’s still not okay, but there’s so much more depth and nuance there than I originally thought. He’s trying to please an unpleasable father in a situation that is designed to make him fail, and somehow, somehow, this is his fault. He can’t win. No one expects him to win. No one wants him to win. No one has ever supported him. No one sees him. No one sees how he’s been formed by this toxicity. No one recognizes that he is also a victim.

Except Pete. And that leads to…

***

First time: Does Vegas actually care about Pete? After hitting on/trying to seduce everyone else, how genuine are his feelings? Can we trust this?

Of course, it’s answered in ep 14, especially when he turns around…his face, wow. Yay for genuine, but—

Second Time: It was obvious much sooner than that. He’s so vulnerable around Pete. He lets his guard down, which is why Pete can see through the bullshit. The soft smiles when no one is looking (that one when he’s reading while Pete eats his noodles, just damn. That smile is for himself alone. There’s no one to impress or convince or manipulate. It’s fucking real. MY HEART).

Cooking for Pete. Listening to him, actually hearing his words and taking them to heart. Allowing Pete to comfort him. It’s so obvious in the journey of his facial expressions. Vegas is IN LOVE, and (the part that makes me lose my mind)—

It’s bc Pete doesn’t want anything from him. He’s literally powerless, and he asks for nothing. Everyone needs/uses Vegas for their owns means. He’s a weapon, a tool for others, someone expendable. Pete wants nothing and yet HE OFFERS COMFORT ANYWAY. Pete’s actions are so selfless that they take Vegas so completely by surprise he doesn’t know what to do with himself. Vegas has found someone he can trust, who loves him, and is into his kinks. With that onslaught, he doesn’t stand a chance.

And that’s why this moment is so huge!

Bc once again, EVERYONE wants something from him. He has nothing left to give. He’s willing to let Pete go bc he loves him, BUT Pete, who has never wanted anything from him, doesn’t give a shit about that. He wants Vegas. That’s all. That’s enough.

And I’m so emotional about it, omfg. Never gonna recover from this. THE ROMANCE. screaming crying throwing up. tears everywhere.

(Side note: just what a master class of acting these episodes are for Bible, geez).

***

First time: Vegas better be the bestest best boyfriend to ever boyfriend or the combined major and minor family (and me) will be coming after him. Pete deserves the world.

Second time: still same, haha. (Only perhaps even more vehemently)

***

Is it too much to ask for domestic, happy vegaspete with no violence or manipulation in season 2?

#well this got out of control and is significantly longer and less funny than I planned #oops my emotion ran away with me but seriously how can they not?#kinnporsche #vegaspete #soft vegaspete makes me melt #kinnporsche rewatch #I’m probably gonna do a kinnporsche one bc I love those romcom idiots so much

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