#these two talking to one another and flirting and theyre both embarrassed and cute and blushy AHAHAHAHAHA

[how-evergreen]

The Matchmaker(s)

Summary: You compliment Natasha in front of the team, making her blush. The Avengers, upon figuring out that the two of you have feelings for each other, immediately start plotting to get you together. Nonsense ensues.

A/N: dude i love fics of the team being like a little family! theyre always so cute so i definitely had a lot of fun writing this one :) thanks for requesting @mxxnmocha, hope i did the trope justice!

Warnings: Brief mention of alcohol, minor (mostly teasing) arguments, a little bit of self doubt, and a lot of fluff.

"No, that is total BS!" Tony shouted, whiskey sloshing inside his glass as he gestured angrily. "No way Cap is the strongest Avenger – who even said that?"

"Some kid on Twitter." Wanda shrugged. "It's become quite the debate."

"Well, I'm afraid it's for naught. We all know I am –"

"If you even try to finish that sentence, Thor, I swear to god –"

"But it is true! I am a god, you are not, Stark."

"I can still beat the shit out of you!"

You rolled your eyes. It seemed like the team had this argument every single week. This time it was started by, surprise surprise, Tony.

"...several dozen suits that can kill you in five seconds max. And that's on autopilot, too," Tony was saying, "so if you even try –"

"Hey, there's no need for threats," Steve interjected. "Come on, Stark, just –"

"Hey." Tony pointed at Steve. "Shut up. This is your fault."

You sighed, leaning back in your chair as you watched the scene play out. Next to you, Natasha looked just as irritated as you were.

"They're ridiculous," she said quietly as Clint got involved in the argument. 

"Yeah, they act like the most obvious answer isn't right in front of them," you said, turning your head and grinning at her curious expression. Shooting her a wink, you stood up to get everyone's attention. "HEY! DUMMIES!"

The room fell silent, all heads turning to face you. 

"Thank you," you sighed. "None of you are the most powerful Avenger. The answer is clearly Romanoff here. She's literally kicked every single one of your sorry asses in training."

A cacophony of shouts and groans filled the room as you sat back down. Natasha raised her eyebrows at you, face tinged a pale pink. 

"Strongest Avenger?"

"No use in denying it," you said easily. "We've all seen you fight."

Natasha's face got darker now, cheeks an undeniable red.

"–bullshit and you know it! I am obviously – IS ROMANOFF BLUSHING?"

You and Natasha both directed your attention back to Tony, who was gaping, open-mouthed, back at you. 

"She is!" Wanda squealed, pointing at Natasha.

"I didn't know she could do that," Clint whispered, frowning. 

"Okay, enough." Natasha stood up, glaring at everyone. The entire team fell silent, looking up at her. Her eyes darted from person to person, before she sighed irritably and turned on her heel, leaving the room. 

Immediately, the attention turned to you.

"What was that?" Steve looked at you curiously. "Natasha never blushes."

"It was weird," Rhodey agreed.

"I don't think I've ever been so uneasy," Bruce said quietly. He was one of the few members of the team who hadn't inserted himself into the fight.

"She likes you," Wanda said matter-of-factly. "It's the only explanation."

"What?" You felt your face heat. "She does not!"

"She does too!" Tony, who had been temporarily rendered speechless, seemed to have regained his voice. "The Black Widow does not blush."

"It's true that Miss Romanoff is not particularly inclined to physical displays of embarrassment," Vision agreed.

You rolled your eyes, trying to ignore your pounding heart. Sure, you'd practically been in love with Natasha since you, Wanda, Sam, Rhodey, and Vision joined the team nearly a year before, and sure, you two would occasionally flirt in the casual way that friends did, but there was no way she actually had feelings for you.

Right?

"Oh my god, you like her too!" Sam shouted, pointing at you. You groaned and stood, flipping everyone off and heading for your bedroom without a word.

•••

It was foolish to hope the team would forget about the events of the fateful conversation. 

It started with Tony volunteering to train with Steve the very next morning. That struck you as strange; neither of the men were particularly fond of each other, even on a good day. To your surprise, Steve didn't protest, only leading Tony to a mat in the far side of the gym.

A quick survey around the room quickly showed that Wanda and Vision were also paired up, as were Thor and Rhodey, and Clint and Sam. This left only you and... Natasha.

"Dicks," you muttered, immediately catching onto the plan as Natasha walked into the gym. She scanned the room as you had moments before, eyes finally lighting on you. She grinned, setting down her water bottle and making her way over to you.

"I guess it's you and me then," she said, stretching her arms above her head.

Act normal.

"Guess so," you agreed, leading the way to an open area of the gym to stretch. "Should be fun."

After the training debacle, your team had spent a full week getting you and Natasha alone as much as possible. You'd be the only two at breakfast most days, and Wanda would volunteer the pair of you to cook dinner. You ended up training together more often than not, and they had even gone as far as to ditch the team movie night so the two of you would be alone together.

It was exhausting, and painfully obvious. 

The whole fiasco came to a head one night, exactly a week after the argument that had started it off. 

You were in your room, having hidden away all day to avoid the embarrassment of the team blatantly trying to get you and Natasha together. If you let this go on much longer, you were terrified that you'd lose her friendship altogether. No, it was better to pretend you felt nothing for her.

Of course, the best-laid plans...

You laughed along to the goofy TV show you were watching to keep your mind off of Natasha. It wasn't doing too poorly, really. You were almost feeling good when the knock came; three soft raps on your door in quick succession. You knew it anywhere.

"Come in," you said, resigned to your fate. You paused the show as the door opened, letting Natasha enter your room. 

"Can we talk?" she asked quietly, pausing in the doorway.

"We probably should," you agreed, climbing out of your bed.

"Roof?"

"Roof."

The elevator ride up to the top of the compound was silent. The roof was the Avengers’ unofficial place to go when you needed a minute away from everyone and everything, and generally, time up there went uninterrupted unless there was a team-wide meeting or a mission.

When the elevator doors opened with a pleasant ding, the two of you stepped into the cool early evening air. Wordlessly, you both crossed the roof, sitting at the edge and looking out over the forest surrounding the compound.

"I'm sure you know what I want to say," Natasha said quietly. 

"Yeah." You frowned out at the trees. "It's okay, you don't have to say it, I can back off."

"Wait, what?"

You risked a glance at Natasha, who was staring at you, confused.

"'What,' what?"

"Back off? I was –" Natasha cleared her throat. "I was gonna say that the team was totally fucking with us because they found out I have feelings for you."

"Wait, what?" It was your turn to stare at her. "I thought they were doing it because of my feelings for you."

"I – oh. We both... huh."

The two of you stared at each other for maybe three seconds, before bursting into laughter. 

"What a pair we make, huh?" you said through your laughter.

"Oh, definitely," Natasha agreed.

It was maybe a minute more before you fell silent again, watching Natasha. As the sun began to set, the rays hit her face just right, practically making her glow. With a surge of confidence, you moved an inch closer to her.

"Can I kiss you?" you asked quietly. 

"Please," Natasha whispered back. And that was all you needed to hear.

Leaning forward, you slowly connected your lips, one hand coming up to gently cup her cheek as the other stayed on the floor, holding you up. 

The kiss was short; you broke apart after only a few moments, faces still so close together you could count the golden flecks in her green eyes.

"Are you sure?" you breathed out, terrified of breaking the spell. In lieu of an answer, Natasha leaned forward, placing both of her hands on your face and pulling you in for another kiss. 

"Hey, is anyone up here? Captain Pissy-Pants wants to have a meeting about – OH MY GOD!"

Natasha groaned as you pulled apart, letting go of each other to look at Tony, who was grinning victoriously.

"YES!" he shouted, running towards the elevator. "JARVIS! TELL EVERYONE THE PLAN WORKED! WE DID IT! THEY KISSED!"

You and Natasha glanced at each other, bursting out into laughter again. 

"We should go get this over with," you muttered, forcing yourself to stand up. You held a hand out for Natasha, who took it, allowing you to pull her to her feet.

"Clint's gonna be so mad he wasn't the first to find out," she said as you walked towards the elevator together.

"Oh, definitely."

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

@taiqrowweek

SINCE ALL THE FICS ARE SAD im going to go ahead and make a happy one. (Well... its bullet notes so maybe more of a fic outline?). Can be consider as Free Day or AU Day since its canon divergence

Ive been dying to see a Tai comes to Atlas fic so im making this one a reunion in Atlas fic

Qrow isnt in Atlas when Tai arrives. Hes out on a Amity Tower mission with Clover

Qrow and Clover are actually in the middle of flirting with each other when Qrow gets the call

Its Ruby and shes talking so fast Qrow cant understand a single thing. "Woah Ruby slow down. Whats going on" theres a deep gasping breath and then "DAD IS HERE. DAD IS IN ATLAS"

Qrow is stunned. Tai made it to Atlas?

Clover is thinking about how on Earth he could of gotten into the Kingdom.

Qrow finds out through Yang (she had to take Ruby's phone away since she wouldnt stop screaming) that the girls are waiting for Tai since Ironwood is having Winter personally escort him (Qrow figures that either he got arrested on arrival like they did or that Ironwood wants to know everything Tai knows about Salem despite being removed from the situation since STRQ fell apart)

Clover notifies him that they wont be able to get back to the city for another three hours, and then Qrow tells the girls, who are disappointed but tell him theyll "let Dad know when he gets here"

Most of the way back Clover is trying to get information out of Qrow about what Tai is like. Its both friendly small talk and adding to what Clover knows about this group of children + Qrow. The group is part of Ironwood's inner circle now which makes them important

Qrow briefly wonders how his reception will be. These days hes always the one coming to see Tai, and its 50-50 on if Tai's happy to see Qrow. Qrow considers running away from the encounter entirely but hes trying to be a better man now and that means sobriety and facing his problems. Besides he'll have to see Tai eventually

So lets backtrack a bit. Tai and Qrow used to be a thing wayyyy back in the day. Defining their romantic relationship is complicated. They tried dating before Tai ever got with Raven and it only lasted a few days because they realized the attraction was just sexual so they went back to being teammates who makeout when theyre drunk (thats how they decided to start dating in the first place). So through the early years they were Friends With Benefits. After the dark years of Raven and Summer they became Friends With Benefits That Only Get Together When Theyre Feeling Heartbroken. Its sad sex and half the time one of them is crying. Their friendship is good while the the girls are young. They disagree on a lot of things when it comes to the girls as they get older. That animosity plus arguments about Qrow's  espionage job plus Qrow's worsening alcoholism are the reason theyve drifted far apart today. Theyve still been through so much together so that history and Qrow's dedication to being a uncle are the only things holding their friendship together.

So anyways lets get to the good stuff. The reunion:

Tai is actually waiting for Qrow at the garage

The girls are with him because they missed him. Ruby has her arms around him while talking and Yang is standing besides them smiling

Qrow gets a little scared. The fact Tai is waiting for him doesnt bode well. Him and Tai try to have their disagreements when the girls arent present. Qrow thinks its fair to assume that Tai is so absolutely pissed at him that he cannot wait another moment to yell at him. Clover goes "i guess you wont have to hunt him down after all. He mustve really missed you all" and Qrow really hopes thats the reason

Qrow decides to break the ice before it forms by insulting Tai as he's getting out of the truck

"Two and a half continents away and i still cant escape the sight that is your hideous cargo pants" "says the man who's idea of fashion is a 25 year old ripped cape"

As soon as Qrow gets close enough Tai puts his hands on his shoulders, takes a deep breath, and yells "YOU GOT POISONED"

Turns out Tai was just worried about him after Ruby explained what happened on her trek through Mistral

After answering his questions they hug and its the kind of hug where you sway a little bit

For the next few hours Tai yells at Ruby for running away, Tai yells at Qrow for going sober and not telling him, and Qrow goes with Tai to meet Ironwood (and stop Ironwood from asking too many questions. Hes actually soley focused on Salem and he doesnt even ask Tai how he got through his military blockade)

That night in Qrow's room Tai explains to Qrow how he got there. He lied to the girls. Made up some story that had plenty of holes in it. It was Raven. She opened her portal to Yang as far away as she could and Tai landed there. She had come to him after Haven, told him a few things but clearly left most of it out. Tai managed to get her to promise to take him to the group whenever they got to Atlas and had adjusted.

He came for two reasons. 1) to see exactly how close his children were to Salem. 2) to see if he could protect his kids any way he could, knowing they wouldnt back out now. But the reason he was telling Qrow all this (instead of sticking to his if-it-involved-Raven-i-dont-talk-about-it mentality) was because of one of the few things she mentioned about Haven: the disowning.

Tai wanted him to know that despite all their problems that Qrow was still his family. Not because Raven is still legally married to Tai, not because hes Yang's blood uncle, but because Qrow has been apart of Tai's life and chosen family as far back as STRQ.

Qrow's felt like a outsider to Tai ever since (and every time) things got serious with whoever Tai's dating. Qrow felt like a third wheel when Tai was with Raven, and Qrow was to raw from the increasingly strained relationship with Raven to let go of Summer and Tai when they got together. And ever since Qrow has felt like he was there in Tai's life but no longer apart of it. Even after Tai recovered from his depression, Qrow felt like a visitor in the house he still considers his home despite being called "uncle".

And Tai knows Qrow broke ties with Tribe soon after Beacon, and Raven hadnt truely been his sister in 20 years, but to have what you known from literal birth taken from you still hurt. And now Tai knows Qrow isnt drinking so the only way he can cope is by not thinking about it.

So Tai had to tell Qrow what he meant to him

And when he found out about Tyrian he realized Qrow couldve died not knowing Tai still loves him

Tai ends up ranting about all the things he loves about Qrow, about how he regrets that almost every word said to Qrow in the last 15 years has been unkind

Qrow is now confused to if this is a fixing my mistakes kind of thing or a love confession

So he asks

And Tai gets a little sheepish because it was a fixing my mistakes because i love you thing but a little past halfway into his rant he realized hes IN love with Qrow and has been for a while now

And Qrow decides f it. Tai is doing his embarrassed thing Qrow still finds cute even now when theyre middle aged adults getting their first gray hairs. So Qrow gets up from the cheap academy table theyre sitting at and kisses Tai

"After the world stops ending do you wanna try that dating thing again?" "You think we'll make it past one week this time?" "I actually meant since you havent gone on a date in about 15 years." "Oh. Well im pretty sure you havent been on a proper date since Beacon" "Are you gonna take me on a proper date then?" "Yeah"

#hinacu rwby #rwby #taiqrowweek2020 #taiqrow #taiyang xiao long #qrow branwen

[hisbutlerisahunter]

Day 6- Coffee shop date.

Pairing: Mey-rin x reader.

Finally it was Friday night. You were excited because Friday night is date night, the one day you and your girlfriend get to finish work early, curtesy of a very suspiciously giving demon, and run away into town to do something, just the two of you.

“Where to tonight my dear” you ask in a fake fancy voice. It gets a giggle out of mey-rin and the nickname gets a blush, its adorable that she still blushes at nicknames after years of dating.

“Oh! We could go to the new coffee shop in town, the cakes in the windows look so good!” She says dreamily. Shes always drawn in by the sweet selections in any store so youre not surprised thats why she wants to go.

The autumn air is cold as you walk down the main street to the coffee shop but as you arrive you feel the tingle of warmth come back to your skin. As the door swings open, courtesy of an over excited girlfriend, the warmth hits and the coffee smell invades your senses. Mey-rin wasnt lying the cakes in the window look amazing and youre pleasantly surprised to find they make your favourite.

“Mey, they make it, they have my favourite!” You whisper shout, just a little over excited but not wanting to embarrass yourself. She smiles and takes your hand before walking with you to the counter.

“I know i saw it when i walked past the other week, i just didnt want to tell you so that itd be a surprise when we came” she speaks animatedly and it makes you chuckle, its sweet that she still wanted to surprise you.

Shed always been the shy blushy type until a few months into your relationship after that she settled and was fairly confident and happy and her way of showing that was surprises the she knew youd like. A testament to how well you know each other you suppose but secretly to her, it was her way of thanking you for being so patient with her stuttering mess of a self.

“You order and ill pick a table, probably one near the window?” You say it like a question but you’re talking more to yourself than Mey-rin. The table you pick sits right in front of the glass windows, you can see the people bustling down the street and itd give you a heads up on the weather before you left.

Your quick table decision helps in your favour because as you take your coat off you turn to see your girlfriend almost tripping with both your drinks in her hands. Its become a habit, remembering to do things fast so you can catch mey-rin but this time, you see the danger before it happens.

You take the drinks and place them on the table before pulling the chair out for her. She does a tiny bow, which is the cutest thing you’ve ever seen and sits in the chair with a smile.

“Your cakes ladies” the waiter smiles brightly and winks at mey-rin as her plate is placed in front of her. You thank the waiter and giggle as mey flushes the same colour as her hair.

“Aww theyre flirting with you mey, how cute” she shrinks in her chair at your words before hissing out a small “stop it” and hides by scooting closer to the window when the waiter comes back to give you your milk and sugar.

“Are they gone?” She whispers before scooching back across from you as you nod.

“Youre the most adorable person ive ever met, why are you so shy, people must have fought over you before” you say matter of factly. She is adorable and pretty and extremely kind and considerate, its a wonder hoe she was even single when youd met her, you had honestly thought she wouldnt date you because she was so spoilt for choice. As mey rin speaks you find yourself to be wrong.

“Ive never dated anyone before at all, nobody really wanted an over confident sniper or a clumsy maid for a girlfriend” she speaks sheepishly her smile faltering. You hum and stir your drink, there was no doubt in your mind that everyone else must be stupid, mey-rin was a catch and the perfect partner.

“Well i do, either of them, or both of them, i love all of you” she smiles and hums at your words wistfully before turning to face you. You smile and wink as the waiter had done before but instead of getting a bashful blushing girlfriend, you get a broader smile and a very loving look thrown your way.

You eat your cakes, sharing some of your own with her when she asks for a bite. Mostly you talk about how long work has been and how youve missed each other despite seeing each other every night its still easy to find yourselves missing one another. She laughs at your stupid jokes and you poke (gentle) fun at her clumsiness this week and as you exit the store you find yourselves huddling together as the air had gotten bitter.

“My goodness its freezing” you shriek as another gust of wind pushes you towards home.

Mey-rin laughs lightly as you wrap your arm around her own and try to burrow deeper into her side. Youre right, it is freezing she thinks but theres nothing that can take away the joy and love she feels looking down at you right now, even the winter weather.

#black butler scenarios #black butler imagines #black butler headcanons #black butler #mey-rin #fluffvember

[m-ake-me]

Why am i like this

Okay so,

I do like percabeth

But it isn’t a frankly realistic long term ship, like yeah it’s cute as hell, I mean friends as kids, would choose each other over their parents rivalry, would lowkey murder for each other, made out where their parents rivalry started. It’s flipping adorable.

But at the same time, they were each other’s first relationship, the one relationship that introduces you to and teaches you about relationships. Like it’s not supposed to be long term. I like the idea of them being more in a relationship at first, and then realizing it won’t last but they do adore and love each other, but not only in a romantic way (also I can go on a hundred rants about how friendship is the fucking best, like when you just connect with these people, and you know they won’t hurt you intentionally and would do so so much for you, and you can lowkey flirt with them and they share the same views as you!!! It’s the best ( as you can tell I love my friends))

I am so bad at staying on track god

But anyways, I like to think that they just become really close friends, like yeah they go to new Rome together and share an apartment (with a guest room specifically for Grover, bc I miss my cute as lord of the wild satyr), and yeah they paint each other’s nails and sometimes sit on each other’s laps. But they’re friends.

And annabeth and him help each other with their relationships and be like hey that guys your type and then promptly embarrass the other in front of that guy.

Also they sometimes pretend they’re still in a relationship when creepy gods flirt with them and so many people are confused bc are the dating???? Or not????

And then whenever people are like I really thought you two would last forever, they’re like bitch, our friendship will

And really their relationship is something they thought they really wanted, annabeth wanted something that would last forever, percy never had the chance to make meaningful close relationships bc everyone thought he was a delinquent freak. But like you can have both of those without having a relationship??

And another plus!!! They get room to grow!! And figure out more about themselves and what they want in life and being single honestly helps with that

also like percico and etc are cute and there arent enough fics. Also make percy bi u cowards

also theyre part gods, like you could explore the gods tedency for never having like one lover, and how they also go into a lot of relationships making parallels between the gods and demgods (can you imagine it, like the gods realise that while them and their kids both have many lovers, the demigods are much healthier and overall better? it would be amazing) 

Also like in real life, if anyone was only with one person their whole lives, u bet ur ass there would be like 40 adults being like ur gonna break up in a few months

i rambled again fuck

And anyhow I will die with my percabeth friendship feels, thank u for listening (reading?) to my ted talk

#percy jackson #annabeth chase #the fucking potential there is #percabeth frienship feels okay #im a dork #why cant people have meaningful platonic relationships #like grover percy and annabeth are the og friendship squad #why does rick shove everyone into relationships #theyre babiessss #anti percabeth #ish

[shadedrose01]

Play It Again

Ship: Parkner (Harley Keener/Peter Parker)

Summary: Harley sees a cutie at a party and goes to say hi

Tags: Febufluff, Day five!, dancing under the stars, Idk what to tag for this story, uhhhh, Harley Keener is a Flirt, Peter Parker is a good person, But also kind of the flirt, Based off the song by luke bryan, Field party, Theyre both in university, Flirting, Partying, Dancing, Ned and MJ are barely in this, but theyre there, Fluff, Crushes, Pre-Relationship

Day five of Febufluff: "Dancing under the stars"!

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'She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate, Tan legs swingin' by a Georgia plate. I was lookin' for her boyfriend, Thinkin', no way she ain't got one'

"No, no, absolutely not! There's no way snickers is the best!"

"Why?!? What's wrong with it, Malcolm?"

"Oh, I don't know, Lilly, maybe literally everything about it."

Harley was trying to pay attention to his friends conversation, he truly was. He usually loved when his friends bickered like this, about the randomist shit like which candy bar is the best, and usually he'd join in, saying the craziest thing he could think of just to piss them off, but tonight he couldn't focus.

They were at a field party, something his friends had dragged him out to because "socializing (read: partying) is a fundamental part of college life, Harley, stop being such an introvert!", the field of long stalk grass swaying in the warm after summer breeze and the full moon and a thousand stars shining above them, without a cloud in sight. All of this natural beauty, and Harley couldn't keep his eyes off the truck parked in the middle of the party. Well, he couldn't keep his eyes off of the boy in the back of that truck, anyways. He was definitely a natural beauty, but not in the same context.

Soft, curly chestnut hair flowing in the wind, rounded cheeks with a rosy hue, pushing up by a big, toothy smile, twinkling brown eyes as he speaks to a person stood in from of him, arms flailing and hands waving in his excitement. Match that with a dark red flannel, tied in the middle over a black v-neck and a pair ripped jeans and call Harley a goner, because goddamn. He shouldn't be staring, shouldn't even be considering, he knows, because that boy definitely has a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend, or a partner. He definitely isn't single, thats for sure. Because how the heck could someone that hot be single? Hot, and cute, and seemingly funny from the way his friend bursts into laughter beside him at whatever he just said, a little proud grin on his face.

He stares for a little too long this time, not noticing that his friends conversation stilled to a stop until a shoulder knocks into his roughly, almost toppling him over. He regains his balance before glaring over at MJ, who just snorts at his expression. "Just go ask him out already, nerd."

Harley just shrugs her off with a light blush, mumbling, "I dont know what you're talking about."

MJ just rolls her eyes at him, scoffing, and pushes past him, strutting her way over to the poor boy with the confidence of a Male Lion, king of the pride, about to catch its prey. He rushes after her, calling out "MJ!" with through clenched teeth, knowing no good will come from his but also knowing that he can't stop her. She's a force of nature, once she got her mind set of something there's nothing you can do to stop her, except to watch and hope for the best. So that's what Harley does, trudging behind her begrudgingly, ready for whatever she was going to inflict on this poor, innocent soul.

The boy stops mid conversation as the two approach, staring at them curiously, those wide baby browns flickering between the two of them evenly.

"Hi." MJ starts, her voice even, emotionless as usual, before she sticks a thumb in Harleys direction. "This is Harley. He thinks you're hot, but was too much of a pussy to come over here and say it himself." She ignores his louder exclamation of her name and his now flustered face, rolling her eyes again before patting him on the shoulder and walking away again, throwing a "you'll thank me later!" over her shoulder.

He watches her walk away, cursing her out in his head before looking back to the boy, who is blinking owlishly at him, looking extremely embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable at what just transpired. Harley just blows out a long winded sigh, kicking his shoes into the dirt. There's  an awkward pause, a few seconds where nobody speaks, before Harley forces himself to break it. "...I'm sorry about her. I- didn't  know she was going to do that." He laughs, but it comes out wrong, choked off, rubbing at the back of his neck to try and rid of some of the heat that's pooling there.

Luckily, Harley seems to be on God's good side tonight, as the boy seems to shake himself out of his stupor, and laughs as well, light and airy and sounding real enough to cause Harley's heart to stutter and his cheeks to burn even more. "Its okay, I just wasn't expecting it. Ned would probably do the same thing." He glares at the person he was talking to earlier playful, who shrugs and nods along like he agrees with a shit eating grin. Harley snickers at the action, and relaxes, feeling the awkward tension in the air between to fade away.

'Soon as I sat down, I was falling in love, tryin pour a little sugar in her Dixie cup.'

Feeling a little more confident, Harley walks closer to the boy, still putting a comfortable distance between them, he doesnt want to make the guy too uncomfortable, leaning back against the tailgate of the truck. "So, what school do you go to?"

Harley knows this party is filled with students from multiple difference schools, and he can bet that pretty boy doesnt go to the same school as him. He definitely would have noticed him before now if he did.

"Columbia." Pretty boy responds easily, sipping out of his red solo cup before glancing back at Harley with a glint in his coffee eyes and a tilt to his lips. "Let me guess, NYU?"

"How could you tell?" Harley grins back at him, leaning in a little closer.

Pretty boy shrugs, before giving him a very clear once over and murmuring slyly "Lets just say I'm not the only 'hot' one around." Harley eyes widen, and his cheeks darken, a swirl of heat pooling in his stomach at the implication of those words. "...it's also written on your shirt."

Harley blinks, his mind freezing it's not so family friendly thoughts to look down and realize that, huh. It does say it on his sweater, a giant logo of NYU plastered right on the front. "...huh. So it is." Pretty boy laughs again, louder and heartier this time, and Harley cant help but to smile warmly at him, his face softening. God, he could get used to that sound. "So, what're you studying at Columbia?"

"Bio-Chem, mostly." Pretty boy gets out in between his chuckles. "Ive always been- interested in Spiders since I was little, especially after finding out how versatile a Spiders web could be. So now, I'm trying to find a way to turn a Spiders web, or a chemical compound similar to a web, into some sort of spray-on organic bandaid. If I could get it to work, it could help stop serious wounds from bleeding out, and could save so many lives." He seems so passionate about it, hands waving and eyes glowing, swirling with a deeper, darker emotion hidden under all of the excitement, looking something similar to guilt.

"Wow. Smart, funny and cute? Isn't this just my lucky day?" He sees the boy look away bashfully, cheeks growing a rosy hue , and grins. He notes that the boys friend, Ned or whatever, has disappeared, but doesnt dwell on it too long. "I'm in mechanical engineering. But I dont have this whole speech on what my final thesis is gonna be."

His cheek flush darker at the tease and his eyes narrow, twinkling with mirth. "Well, at least I'll be prepared when the time comes, unlike somebody."

Harley snorts from his laughter, keeping an eye on the boy out of the corner of his crinkled eyes the entire time. Man this guy is perfect. Can he get any better?

'Talking over the speakers in the back of that truck. She jumped up and cut me off,'

"Oh my god!" The boy gasps, sitting up wire straight all of a sudden.

Harley sits up as well instinctually, ready to help."What??"

"This is my favorite song!" The music that had become a faint background noise to Harley now becomes crystal clear, a steady rhythm with a good beat. "Come on, dance with me!" The boy holds out his hand, smile wide and toothy, brown eyes wide and sparkling and god, how could Harley say no to that?

He grabs the hand extended to him, and the boy drags them off towards the middle of the field, where a few other groups are bobbing to the music. He starts to bob along as well, head nodding and limbs swinging, singing along to the lyrics under his breath, and Harley can't help but to join along, dancing pathetically beside him, laughing his ass off, their hands staying intertwined the entire time. About halfway through the song, the boy grabs his other hand, and they start spinning around in circles, the both of them giggling like madmen the entire time.

They only stop once the song simmers out, another slower song replacing the steady beats of before. The boy places a hand against Harleys shoulder to regain his balance, dizzy from the spinning. Harleys dizzy for another reason, seeing the red rosey cheeks up close, his button nose scattered with small, barely noticable freckles and his irises full of gold and green flecks. Pretty boy doesnt seem to care about how close they are, just smirking at him slyly. He takes his hand out of Harleys grip and pulls out a pen from his flannel pocket, ripping the top off with his teeth. He then grabs Harleys arm with his free hand, pushing up his sleeve and scribbling something down, putting the cap back onto the pen before leaning up and pressing a light, careful kiss to Harley's burning cheek. "Call me." He murmurs softly against Harleys ear, pulling away completely and walking back  to his group with a satisfied look on his face.

Harley blinks at the empty space before him, before looking down at his arm, seeing the messy scribble of a number, and a name. Peter. Harley touches it gently, his cheeks aching with his widening smile, before rolling down his sleeve and walking back to his own friend group, already pulling out his phone.

'Play it again, play it again, play it again.'

#parkner #parley #harley keener/peter parker #febufluff #Febufluff #day 5 #dancing under the stars #flirty #harley keener #peter parker #fanfiction #marvel #mcu #marvel fanfiction #marvel mcu

[feralhogs]

Questions 1, 2, skip a few, 99 100! ANSWER THEM ALL!!!!!!

LETS DO THIS

99 gay-ish asks

how tall are you?5 SOMETHING

what is your body type?SLENDERMAN

what is your favorite part about your body?THE T

is your current hair color your natural hair color?YES

are you more outgoing or more shy?SHY

are you more femme or butch?ITS COMPLICATED, BUT, BUTCH

are you tol or smol?APPARENTLY IM TWINK. NOT SURE WHERE THAT IS ON THIS SCALE

wine mom or vodka aunt?NO

weird habit?I EAT BREAKFAST FOOD AT ANY HOUR

favorite meme?VIBE CHECK, IM SMUG ABOUT MY URL

do you sing in the shower?NO BUT I USED TO. JUST SHY ABOUT ROOMMATES. I DO IN MY CAR

ever used a bow and arrow?NO, BUT MY BROTHER DESIGNED AND BUILT ONE, GOT IN TROUBLE FOR MAKING A WEAPON

are/were you a theatre kid?IN AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE WHERE IM ALLOWED TO HAVE AN EGO, YES

have you ever seen a broadway musical?NO

do you think musicals are cheesy?NO I THINK THEYRE JUST A MEDIUM OF ART

have you ever been a part of a protest or a march?NO WEIRDLY

favorite Cards Against Humanity Card?IDK THEM

last movie you watched?PROBABLY MEGEAMIND

behind the camera or in front of it?BEHIND. BUT BOTH IS GOOD

favorite tv show?AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER

meaning behind your urlTHE ACTUAL REASON IS IT REMINDS ME I CAN TRUST MY INTUITION

reason you joined tumblrA CRUSH WROTE IN MY YEARBOOK I SHOULD GET IT. DONT WRITE THAT IN PEOPLES YEARBOOKS

who’s your closest tumblr friend?THE PERSON ASKING ME 99 QUESTIONS

what’s something most people love that you hate?TACOS AT WORK. THEYRE POPULAR OF COURSE. I MAY NOT KNOW MY TACOS, BUT PLAIN RAW CABBAGE ON THEM MAKES ME DOUBT

have you ever taken narcotics?NO

have you had sex?NO

have you ever gotten caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?I DONT GET CAUGHT!!!! IM SO SNEAKY… AND TRAUMATIZED. I ONLY GOT CAUGHT WHEN PEOPLE WERE LIKE, HUNTING ME. NOT FAIR. ALSO HOW DO YOU “GET CAUGHT” FOR DOING NORMAL THINGS LIKE READING AND HAVING CLOTHES

worst/funniest lie you’ve ever told?PROBABLY THE REASSURING CHRISTIAN VALUES THINGS I TOLD MY PARENTS TO GET MY BIRTH CERTIFICATE. IT WAS THE FUNNIEST BECAUSE FOR SOMEONE INCONVENIENTLY TRUTHFUL, THAT WAS SOME PRETTY HARDCORE LYING IN A RIDICULOUS SITUATION, AND THE WORST BECAUSE WHAT A HORRIBLE THING TO HAVE TO DO. IT WAS HORRIBLE BECAUSE I WAS SO CONVINCING BECAUSE I MIXED IT WITH THE TRUTH I COULD SINCERELY EXPRESS

describe your passion without mentioning it.HEY GUYS IM WRITING CHAPTER 1 AGAIN I THINK I FIGURED IT OUT THIS TIME

describe your best friend.WARM STRONG RESILIENT UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING KINDLY HONEST CREATIVE TALENTED BRAVE HARDWORKING BEAUTIFUL ORIGINAL NURTURING SELF CONFIDENT

give us one thing about you that no one knows.NO ONE KNOWS THE GRITTY DETAILS OF SOME SAD MOMENTS IN MY PAST. DID YOU KNOW I HATE THE SMELL OF HOSPITAL FOOD FROM WHEN I VISITED A FAMILY MEMBER IN A PSYCH WARD

how do you feel right now?GOOD, I SHOULD PROBABLY GO TO BED THOUGH

what is your biggest fear?BREAKING SELF HARM STREAK

what’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?SING A SONG EARTH WIND AND FIRE

what is the best decision you’ve made in your life so far?LEAVING MY PARENTS. ITS TAKEN ME AGES TO UNLEARN SO MUCH SELF-DEFEATING STUFF

have you ever tried your hardest and then been disappointed in the end?MOSTLY EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE BUT IM CHILL

something you fantasize about.ACTUALLY DANCING TO MUSIC I LIKE. I NEVER LEARNED HOW TO DANCE BUT I WANT TO SFM

last time you cried and whyTHAT PREACHER GUY IN LUCIFER. IT SUCKED BUT IM SO BLOWN AWAY BY LUCIFERS ANGRY YELLING AT THE SKY. WHAT A GIANT MOOD

what was the last thing that made you laugh?MY SISTER ASKING ME WHAT DILF MEANT

do you really, truly miss someone right now?NO. IF I MISS SOMEONE, ITS A SIGN THEY WERE A BAG OF DICKS TO ME AND MESSED UP MY INNER CLARITY

who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?YOU

the last time you felt broken?WHEN MY TWO FRIENDS AT THE TIME GANGED UP ON ME AND ABANDONED ME AT A NOT PRETTY TIME IN MY LIFE. I COULDNT EAT WHICH AND I STILL STRUGGLE WITH EATING, I NEVER USED TO

are you starting to realize anything?THAT IF I RELY ON MY LIFE EXPERIENCE, ILL EXPECT TO FAIL AND SABOTAGE MYSELF, AND INSTEAD I NEED TO TAKE RISKS AND PUT FAITH IN MY FUTURE.

are you more dominant or more submissive?THERES EVIDENCE FOR BOTH, BUT I THINK THE LATTER IS JUST FROM ABUSE AND GIRL RULES

i’ll only date you if _____. (fill in the blank)WASH YOUR HANDS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

do you prefer to date people the same age as you, younger, or older?AROUND MY AGE THERE IS SOME UNDERSTANDING

describe the person you’re in love with/have a crush on in great detail.IM NOT IN LOVE I DONT EVEN HAVE A CRUSH. I MAY HAVE A SQUISH

do you have any kinks?MAYBE SO

first thing you notice in a person?HOW THEY HANDLE STRESS AND PROBLEMS, IF THEY BLAME/GET ANGRY, OR IF THEY ARE COMPASSIONATE AND PATIENT. LOOKING FOR RED FLAGS

how can someone win your heart?FOOD. CHEESECAKE WAS A POWER MOVE. BONDING… OVER FOOD. I HAVE HAPPY MEMORIES ATTACHED TO BEVERAGES.

been rejected by a crush?YES

have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back?YES

would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?NO

is trust a big issue for you?YES

did you hang out with the person you like recently?NO

is confidence cute?YES, SELF LOVE LOOKS GOOD ON PEOPLE

what would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?GOOD FOR THEM. I DONT LIKE ANYONE RIGHT NOW

would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?NO. GIGGLING LIKE A LUNATIC IS AN IMPORTANT PART OF MY LIFE AND YOU NEED TO KEEP UP

does the person you have feelings for right now know you do?IF THEYRE FEELINGS, PROBABLY, BECAUSE IM TRANSPARENT

ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?IVE HAD MY EMBARRASSMENT GLANDS REMOVED FOR MY FTM TRANSITION

do you want to get marriedYEAH WHEN IM FIFTY THEN ILL GET A BUNCH OF DOGS AND CATS AND CHICKENS

worst thing you’ve ever done?APPARENTLY IVE BORROWED BOOKS AND NEVER RETURNED THEM

three things that turn you on.IM GOING THRU PUBERTY 2, TEENAGE BOY EDITION, IT DOESNT TAKE MUCH

who do you hate?I DONT LIKE SUCH SIMPLE CATEGORIES, BUT I START TO FEEL HATRED WITH REPEATED CRUELTY/WHEN SOMEONE REFUSES TO HEAR ME

favorite term of endearment?MY FRIEND

who was your celebrity/fictional gay awakening?I DIDNT REALLY HAVE TVS/POP CULTURE GROWING UP LIKE MOST PEOPLE, PROBABLY FOUND IT IN CREATIVE WRITING

intimidating girls or kind girls?KIND

what do you look for in a possible partner?EQUALITY

do you tend to like more masculine, feminine, or androgynous girls?YES

are you good at flirting?PERHAPS. WHEN IM NOT THINKING ABOUT IT

who was the first person you came out to?I DONT ACTUALLY REMEMBER. A HIGH SCHOOL FRIEND. IT WAS A STRESSFUL COMPLICATED TIME, MY WORLD WAS UPSIDE DOWN, IT WAS GRADUAL

do you have any friends who are wlw?PROBABLY

is your crush wlw?IDK

last person to make you reconsider your sexuality?A DOUCHE CANOE UNFORTUNATELY

write a short love poem to your crush/self?DEAR PERSON,THANK YOU FOR THE CHEESECAKEIT WAS SO GOODBUT ONLY BECAUSE IT WAS FROM YOU

do you fall in love easily?NO. I WISH I DID. I COULD USE THE HIGH TO GET STUFF DONE

is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about?I HATE TALKING ABOUT THINGS THAT MAKE ME FEEL HUMILIATED AND ASHAMED, SO I JUST DONT. I ALSO HATE TALKING ABOUT SELF HARM BECAUSE I NEVER KNOW HOW. AM I GOING TO TRIGGER PEOPLE? AND IT IS SHROUDED IN SHAME AND FEAR.

are you good at hiding your feelings?YES, WHEN I CONSCIOUSLY MAKE AN EFFORT TO

are you a forgiving person?NO. I USED TO BE ALL ABOUT FORGIVENESS, AND GREW UP FORGIVING ABUSIVE CYCLES, IT WAS SO UNHEALTHY. NOW I FEEL LIKE A CROW HOLDING GRUDGES FOR CENTURIES, AND I DONT WANT TO BE BITTER EITHER – I OFTEN FEEL BAD FOR NOT FORGIVING, EVEN IF ITS JUST FORGIVENESS FOR MY OWN SAKE. BUT ITS A NEW DEVELOPMENT THAT IM ALLOWING MYSELF TO FEEL ANGRY, BE TRUTHFUL ABOUT BEING WRONGED, WANT JUSTICE FOR MYSELF. AND MAYBE SOME THINGS SHOULDNT BE FORGIVEN.

what is your “type?”I DONT KNOW. I RECENTLY STARTED GROWING SOME SELF WORTH, AND I DONT THINK THE PEOPLE IVE SOUGHT OUT TO RELIVE MY PAIN COUNTS

fall asleep in her arms or rub her back until she falls asleep in yours?LAST ONE

tall girls or short girls?BOTH IS GOOD

hugs or kisses?HUGS

twirl her around or get twirled?I WANNA TWIRL PEOPLE

tummy kisses or thigh kisses?BOTH

hairline kisses or neck kisses?NECK

play with her hair or stroke her tummy?PLAYING WITH HAIR

making out or soft kisses?MAKING OUT

hugs around the neck or hugs around the waist?WAIST

how confident are you in your sexuality?I THINK PEOPLE WOULD ASSUME IM NOT. IM SHY, AND MY NERDY CHRISTIAN VIBE ISNT GOING ANYWHERE. IM ALSO JUST BEGINNING TO LIVE AS MYSELF AND IM RELEARNING EVERYTHING. BUT WHEN IT COMES TO REALLY KNOWING MYSELF IM CONFIDENT

when you like someone do you blush or get butterflies in your stomach?NO. I WILL START CRANKING OUT ART AND FOCUS LESS THAN USUAL

have you ever liked a friend as more than a friend? did you tell them?YES

how old were you when you realized you were into girls?20ISH BUT THE SIGNS WERE THERE LONG BEFORE

most embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of a cute girl?I GOT MY EMBARRASSMENT GLANDS REMOVED REMEMBER

do you have a favorite lesbian ship? is it canon?I DONT KNOW MANY BUT IM HAPPY FOR THE CANON MARCELINE AND BUBBLEGUM

what is the most aggravating thing someone has said to you about your sexuality?MY SISTER PROJECTING ABOUT HER LIFE. WE HAVE CONSERVATIVE MISOGYNIST PARENTS BUT WE ARE VERY DIFFERENT PEOPLE AND IT DID NOT AFFECT US IN THE SAME WAY

when was the last time a girl made your heart flutter?I FEEL LIKE IM FORGETTING SOMETHING NICE A STRANGER SAID ONCE

what is love to you?NOT SOMETHING YOU DISPENSE AT YOUR CONVENIENCE. ITS A WAY OF LIVING – IF YOU LOVE YOURSELF, YOU LOVE OTHER PEOPLE, AND YOU LOVE THE WORLD AROUND YOU AND TAKE CARE OF IT. ITS NEITHER FAWNING NOR CONTROL – ITS ACCEPTANCE

ask me anything.YOU DIDNT ASK ME ANYTHING SO IM JUST GOING TO TELL YOU SOMETHING. IVE BEEN EATING POPCORN CHICKEN WITH HONEY

#zee5tarbug #asks #chatty tag #I DID IT

[lesbow]

relationship klance

we always talk about pre-relationship klance like what about the actual relationship ya feel

to start off they absolutely get together in the dorkiest way possible like its either 100% sappy or 100% embarrassing and by accident there is no in between 

they did that fanfic corny scene where lance was about to confess and keith realized before he even finished his sentence and just goes for the smooch

except its terrible theres too much teeth and their noses crash into each other its just a mess 

its also both their first kiss 

even after they both confess its takes them like a week to get up the courage to ask each other out bc theyre both nerds

lance plans on trying to keep it small bc he thinks keith doesnt really want anything big and cheesy

keith plans on absolutely making it as cheesy as possible bc he thinks lance would prefer big and cheesy to small and ordinary

they literally plan to ask each other out on the same damn day

keith asks hunk to make lances favorite food for lunch and asks pidge to hook up the projector so they can watch an altean romcom they wont understand anyway but catch keith trying to take notes during the fluffy scenes 

hunk and pidge tease them to hell and back but theyre really happy for them so they go through with his requests

lance and keith both keep looking at each other during the movie wondering if they’ll be like that at some point and blush throughout the whole damn thing

everyone else thinks its so so so fucking cheesy but oh my god hunk and shiro are so happy for them bc its been a long time coming

at dinner they sit extra close to each other and casually brush fingers. theyre obviously blushing throughout the whole thing 

its just a week of blushing okay

lance gets so happy and smiles so wide when he realizes its his favorite food that keith just stares with a soft expression and when lance meets his eye they both blush but keith doesnt look away as fast as he used to bc he can have this 

after dinner they walk to the map room to look at the stars bc its become their thing and lance has had Enough with the brushing hands so he offers keith his palm and keith fucking swoons when they interlock fingers

they both planned to ask each other out at the star deck so obviously both of their plans crash bc after a weird silence where theyre BOTH thinking hard and turning into blushing, fidgeting, and sweating messes they turn to each other with the same glint in their eye

they say it at the same time 

lance and keith.jpg

and then they turn into giggling messes with fond looks bc if this isnt foreshadowing how amazing theyre relationship is gonna be than idk what is 

ROMANCE ENSUETH

in the beginning theyre just really really really nervous still bc theyve both been pining for a long time and dont wanna mess this up

when they start out, lance initiates most of the physical contact first like hand holding, putting his arm around keiths shoulders, that sorta thing bc keith is so fucking nervous and was never good at expressing himself but he eventually initiates it to he loves seeing how happy lance looks when he does

theyre both flustered messes but keith is really bad

they dont kiss yet bc theyre practically walking nervous systems 

they hold hands a lot tho lance has soft hands bc of his skin care routines so a lot of times keith will just idly play with lances fingers because it calms him 

keith rubs his thumb on the back of lances hand and lance fucking dies every time

lance still makes fun of keiths hair but it dies down little by little bc hes always wanted to play in that dang mullet tbh

one day keith catches lance just intensely staring at his hair and before he can even ask whats up lance asks if he can do his hair

theyre both messes when lance gets behind and starts playing in keiths hair but eventually lance just gets distracted with it and keith finds it really soothing. moreso than he thought it’d be

it becomes a reoccurring thing. lance will run his hands through keiths hair and keith just loves it so much it feels so nice

it started on the couch in that lounge room they have but one time hunk walked in and keith was practically passed out with his head on lances lap and he felt so embarrassed bc it feels really intimate and they both would rather keep stuff like that in their rooms so they do

whenever they go to a planet keith tries to look for things he thinks lance would like. hes not good with words so he tries to express himself through other means

the first time keith gave lance a gift from a planet it was a cat plushie bc its pretty fucking obvious lance likes cats

its red 

when keith gives it to him he stares at the ground and just like thrusts it out to him bc hes so nervous and lance takes it slowly, cautiously, and when hes stopped astral projecting into another plane of existence he kisses keith on the cheek bc he love love loooovvveess it

he names it keef and cuddles it all the time. keith always just stares like >:0 bc its really cute and he loves his boyfriend so much but also bc oh my god are we gonna cuddle like that someday omg lance is my boyfriend ohmy go d holl y s hi

he falls down the rabbit hole often

lance on the other hand loves bears and loves anything that he thinks could represent them like he’ll just point out two rocks side by side or some shit to hunk and be like “thats gonna be me and keith one day :) <3″ and hunk juts pats him on the back

DONT EVEN GET STARTED ON SEEING OTHER COUPLES IN PUBLIC 

whenever theyre planet side and lance sees a romantic couple he squeezes keiths hand (bc theyre already holding hands they never stop) and gets this fond and hopeful look on his face

lance wants every planet they meet to know keith is his boyfriend (he never gets tired of saying it) so whenever theyre at diplomatic functions and they have to talk to the aliens, he’ll always bring it up somehow 

it ranges from “so it must be difficult fighting this war” “yeah but having keith by my side helps” to “our planet welcomes you young paladin” “thanks and also heres my boyfriend keith the red paladin you know the right arm of voltron? that guy? yeah thats my boyfriend. my boyfriend is the red paladin his name is keith. we’re in a relationship. did you know that? its great im so happy omg this food is so good btw did i mention im dating keith and that keith is my boyfriend?”

lance still flirts sometimes but he never actually wants it to go anywhere. at first this makes keith a little disoriented and he mopes but then they talk and Communicate and lance says that he just likes to flatter people bc it makes them feel good and stuff and so they work it out. so lance still flirts but only a little and not as strongly as he used to 

speaking of communication, in the beginning theyre talking fucking s u ck ed they’d misunderstand each other and it would result in sadness and venting to their respective besties but the third time they get shoved in a room and told to just “talk it out” they realized that they really need to be more open/clear about stuff

eventually they get really good at talking about things to each other. their problem wasnt that they wouldnt talk to each other it was that they just couldnt understand the other so they work on getting to know each other better and it really helps and works out so so great

they both have issues, lance with his self esteem and keith with his abandonment issues and they know that the other cant fix it bc thats not what its about but they definitely help.

unlike lance, keith knows who he is and is confident in his abilities so he tries to help him in that aspect

unlike keith lance has always been a people person and is family oriented so he tries to help keith slowly get overcome it

theyre both really good for each other. they cant “fix” each other obviously but they help one another out so much and it means a lot

they have their first kiss like two months after they got together 

it was after a battle and no not a deadly one you heathens a really really awesome one the teams all smiles and lance pulled a cool move at the end when they formed voltron and they saved a planet and everyones soooo happy and when they get back to the castle lance bolts to keith and just spins him around in a hug smiling and laughing and they smooch

its the best thing theyve ever experienced

they dont stop kissing after that. catch them giving each other little pecks all the time 

at this point they arent as nervous as when they first started 

after long battles theyll just kinda fall into each other

they dont do it in public/in front of the team but they cuddle a l o t

keiths two favorite places are in the crooks of lances neck and on his chest to hear his heartbeat 

lance likes to kiss keiths forehead bangs in the way or not if he thinks his man needs some smooches he’ll give him some fucking smooches

the first time they fall asleep together (i mean literally fall asleep not anything nasty pls dont sexualize these boys) locks in for both of them that This Is It ya know

theyre cuddling in lances room keith wearing his jacket and has his face smooshed against his chest lance is playing in keiths hair and his lips are lightly touching his forehead

its after a diplomatic meeting 

theyre both really tired and keith thinks he should probably go back to his room but they both feel too comfortable and everything feels so nice so he doesnt

lance likes listening to keiths voice and vice versa so theyre literally just saying nonsense 

theyre voices drift off into a comfortable silence and eventually they both fall asleep

keith wakes up first and hes confused but then he looks up at lance and how peaceful he looks when hes sleeping and just stares

lance wakes up a little while later and meets eyes with keith but then he notices keiths unruly bed hair and the small spot of drool by keiths mouth and almost cries 

its the best sight either of them have ever seen and at the same time they both think to themselves that they wouldnt mind waking up like this for the rest of their lives 

#this is so fucking long god im so sorry but i have FEELINGS OKAY #voltron #vld klance #Voltron legendary defender #lance #keith #babbles

[itacestians-unite]

I decided to post the smut I wrote over a year ago and never got around to finishing... I still MIGHT try and finish it but idk. I’m working on it rn though, but decided to post what I’ve gotten so far because it’s dom!feli and sub!lovi and most of my posts are gonna be sub!feli and dom!lovi, so i thought it’d be nice to post something that’s not -w-

Story is long so it’s under the cut! Nearly 4000 words and theyre not even doing the frick frack yet. I like my foreplay long and drawn out ok

Jealousy. It can range from slight anger to a sickening hatred. It's a feeling that surfaces when you care deeply  for someone, and when someone tries to compete with your affection towards said person. Whether it be them stealing a kiss from your special someone or simply a smile that seems a bit too friendly, it can make you think and do things completely out of character. Even when you know their intentions are innocent you can't help but be annoyed and consider kicking them  out within the next five minutes if they didn't stop touching your brother.

Jealousy was a bad thing. Veneziano knew this, but that didn't help, not at all.He allowed gaze to focus on the other two nations, his usual smile plastered on his face (except it was).  fake.Spain had came over unannounced, and he'd only been here for about twenty minutes but to Veneziano, it was twenty minutes too long. Romano would push him away, muttering a harsh insult everyone knew he didn't actually mean, and Spain would just hug him tighter and coo about how cute he was, as if he was still a young colony. This usually didn't bother Veneziano that much. Maybe it was because he was in their home, or maybe it was the way Romano was blushing and grumbling in that way that only Veneziano was supposed to be able to make him.

Another five minutes passed, Veneziano watching the two as they made no attempt of include him, and he was fed up. His first thought was to act, as he suddenly jumped out of his seat and let out a loud gasp. Spain looked away from Romano (for probably the first time during his entire quarter-hour visit) and made a confused face. "What's wrong, Italy?"

"I just remembered!" Veneziano said this in an innocent, worried tone. Romano looked at him just as confused as Spain, except with a more bitter look, as if saying, "Explain." And Veneziano felt his stomach twist slightly, taking that as an "Explain why you interrupted my shower of affection." Before either of the other two could say anything, he spoke. "Hey Spain, can you leave?"

Spain blinked in confusion and Romano snorted loudly next to him. Veneziano continued speaking, ignoring the way his heart fluttered when his brother finally acknowledged his existence once more, "Romano and I actually have some really important government stuff to do!" As he said this, he flashed his brother a sweet smile, hoping he'd play along with it.

Romano seemed to get the message and he sat up straight, crossing his arms. "Yeah, we were about to start before someone interrupted," he glared at Spain as he said this and Veneziano mentally thanked his brother for being nice for once.

For a second, Spain frowned, then he laughed. "I see," he began, standing up. "I'll make my way out then!" And before he walked away, he patted Romano's head. The other glared and swatted his hand away. Then he had opened the door, and just before stepping outside, he said, "It was nice to see you two, Italy, Romano!"

Then Spain was gone as quickly as he had came. Romano shut the door behind him, muttering under his breath, "Idiot." He locked the door and turned to face his brother, expecting an explanation. "Okay, what the hell wa-" What he didn't expect was to suddenly be cut off by a pair of lips against his own, while a warm body slammed him against the wall (more specifically, the door), pinning his arms to his sides of his head. The air nearly got knocked out of him and Romano let out a muffled squeak. He went to slam his foot up the potential murderer's ass, until he saw warm brown eyes and realized it was just Veneziano. Who else would it be? He really needed to work on his paranoia problem...

That still didn't make the action welcome though, and he went to push him away until hands clasped his own and the body pressed against him, effectively trapping Romano between the wall and his brother. He felt a leg slide between his own (what was Veneziano doing?), beginning to grind against his cock through the soft fabric of his clothes and he moaned at the sudden but definitely welcome friction. Then when he was about to relax and finally return the kiss, that fucker pulled away, looked at his brother with an angry little pout on his face. He let out a small sigh and Romano watched with fascination as a pink tongue darted out, gently running over soft lips and wetting them with saliva.

He swallowed and cleared his throat, averting his gaze to Veneziano's eyes that seemed to sparkle slightly in amusement. Then he began, in a mocking tone, "Important government stuff." His brother seemed to forget the fact that they were at home, during the afternoon, on their day off. "You sure convinced him." And Veneziano glared a bit, shifting his knee forward to rub up against the elder's crotch again, and he immediately went silent aside from a soft groan.

Veneziano squeezed Romano's hands gently and pecked his lips. "He wouldn't stop talking about you," he huffed, an adorable little glare still on his face, that one that Romano never got to see because his brother rarely got irritated. "If it wasn't about how cute you looked, it was about how cute you acted. If it wasn't about how cute you acted, it was about how cute you sounded." And by this point, Veneziano had let go of his brother's hands to flail his arms around in emphasis to his point.

Romano smirked a little, taking the opportunity to pull the younger closer so their faces were only centimeters apart, so they could feel each other's breath and practically taste each other's lips. "You sound jealous." Then they were kissing again and Veneziano reached up to run fingers through his brother's hair. He deepened the kiss and pressed himself against Romano more. chest to chest, and he rolled his hips forward a bit, causing both of them to shudder. He slid a hand down from his brother's hair and took his curl between two fingers, rubbing back and forth with his thumb, causing Romano to part his lips to groan. Veneziano traced his tongue over his brother's bottom lip before taking the opportunity to slip it into his mouth, slowly rubbing their tongues against each other.

He pulled away again, and Romano glared, panting softly. He wrapped his arms around the younger, tried to pull him back, but Veneziano wouldn't let him and just reached forward, beginning to unbutton his shirt with the pace of a snail. "You just sat there and let him suffocate you with hugs," he said with a sad, almost bitter undertone, and Romano was secretly amused.

"You do the same thing to me," He wanted to say, though he didn't, and Veneziano wasn't even halfway done with unbuttoning his shirt yet what the hell. "Spain's like family to me," he said instead, because despite how carefree his brother acted, he could see the tiniest bit of insecurity in his eyes. But over what? Spain? That man was like an annoying, clingy, older brother of sorts. The thought of him as anything more was just plain weird.

Veneziano visibly frowned, just then unbuttoning the fourth button on the elder's shirt. "But I'm your brother." This time Romano took the initiative to roll his hips, causing the other to let a moan to slip out.

"Idiot," he responded, in a lighthearted tone that showed he didn't actually mean the insult. "You're my lover." Then he snorted a little. Veneziano was fine with him flirting with random girls, but the second someone showed interest in him on their own, he'd find some excuse to interrupt, not that Romano was complaining. It was cute to see his normally relaxed brother get so worked up over something. Then there was the fact that he could sometimes get a bit possessive. Once he'd woken up the morning after with marks all over his neck, but again, he wasn't complaining.

Finally, Veneziano finished up with the last button and Romano shrugged the shirt off his shoulder; first the right, then the left, then it slid to the floor with ease. "Are you planning on doing me against the wall?" He (mostly) joked. "Not that I'd be surprised. You're into some pretty kinky shit."

Veneziano pretended to be offended, glaring at his brother playfully. He grabbed Romano's hand and began dragging him off, down the hall and to their bedroom. "You're the one who made love to a toaster," he said teasingly, an amused tone in his voice as he brought up that one thing he knew he wasn't supposed to.

Romano immediately began to blush and he pushed the younger away with an embarrassed little growl. "It was one time, Vene!"

Veneziano only laughed, opening the door to their bedroom and quickly pulling Romano inside. "And there won't be any other times," he said, his voice taking on a bit more of a seductive tone. Romano felt blood rush between his legs and he found himself watching his brother's lips move as he spoke. "I'll make you feel better than a toaster ever could." As silly as that sounded out of context, it was incredibly arousing otherwise.

The door was shut and locked behind them out of habit and Veneziano immediately shoved his brother onto their bed, capturing his lips in an increasingly heated kiss. He crawled on top of Romano to straddle him, letting hands explore the body he already knew so well. They ghosted over the other male's sides, dipped into the so very slight curves in his waist, before traveling up, up, up where fingers began to play with nipples; rolling one between thumb and index finger, circling over it slowly until hard, then gently scraping a nail over it. Romano shuddered beneath his brother and submitted to his skilled ministrations.

Veneziano hummed contently, but why was he doing this again? Right, because of Spain. The only thing the man was capable of doing was gushing over Romano. In reality, Veneziano knew that wasn't the truth, though at times, it still didn't seem very far from it. Romano would just shove Spain away and mumble some half-assed insult everybody in the entire world knew he didn't actually mean. Then he'd blush a bit, in the way that only Veneziano should have been able to make him, and the younger brother would glare at the one who caused it.

He had nothing against Spain, not as a nation or as a person. But sometimes... He'd get just a bit too close and friendly with his brother for comfort. Veneziano was an affectionate person himself, and it wasn't often that he got jealous either, though he couldn't help how he felt. Usually, he found that he didn't really care about what went on. This time, however, it was different, not his usual plans to simply smother Romano in kisses once Spain left, He wanted that, yes, but he wouldn't stop there.

He wanted to kiss him, over and over and over again. Sometimes soft and sweet and other times rough and forceful, but each one just as passionate as the last, ten times, twenty times, fifty times, until they couldn't forget each others' tastes. He'd touch him in every single one of those right ways, causing his brother to shudder and pant and moan until his throat got sore and raw. He'd make sure to leave hickeys and lovebites in as many places as he could, fully visible and impossible to hide, so nobody would forget that Romano was his, and he was Romano's, and they simply belonged to each other. Actually, that sounded like a heavenly idea.

Romano subconsciously arched into the warm hands that stroked his sides, sighing contently. His arms found their way around his brother, and he gently tugged on his shirt collar, silently suggesting that he take it off. Veneziano broke away from their kiss, a tiny smirk on his face. Romano just rolled his eyes and sat up, not so secretly watching his brother as he removed his own shirt at the pace of a turtle. Faster than a snail, but still slow as shit.

"Will you hurry up?" He snapped suddenly, swatting Veneziano's hands away and beginning to quickly unbutton the rest of his shirt for him. "We have sex so often, but it still takes you a damn hour to strip." His cock was twitching in his pants, which were starting to get too tight for comfort, and he was not in the mood for his brother's teasing. Every fucking time, he had to act like he was getting paid and put on a show. Not that Romano was complaining, but he definitely didn't like the idea of Veneziano as a stripper. Nobody else should get to see his precious brother that way.

"You're impatient," Veneziano said, followed by a soft giggle. He slipped off his shirt in one swift movement then crawled closer to his brother, looking him in the eye with an amused smile. "Don't pretend this isn't the best part." After all, what was sex without a bunch of teasing and foreplay?

He let himself switch into dominant mode, the one he knew that Romano was in love with even though he was too stubborn to admit it. He leaned in, but instead of going for the lips he went for the neck, kissing just under his brother's chin (plus a bit of sucking, too). A hand reached up to stroke through that soft, dark brown hair, taking no care in avoiding the curl. If there was one way to get a submissive Romano, it was to mess with his curl. At least if you're Veneziano. If you're anyone else, he'd probably just punch you.

Once there was a satisfying mark where he was kissing, he moved a bit lower, licking at Romano's neck slowly with an upwards flick of the tongue, teeth gently grazing over the soft flesh, taking in the way he shivered and twitched at every touch... Veneziano plopped himself down in the elder's lap, proudly noticing how hard he already was. But those tight pants must have been painful! Good thing they'd be gone soon.

He began gently bouncing up and down, creating just enough movement for there to be a delicious friction. Romano groaned and bucked his hips, lowkey wishing his brother would just get on with it already. He wrapped his arms around Veneziano's waist, and Veneziano just smirked down at him as he began to still himself. Then he leaned forward again, latched his teeth onto a collarbone, and softly nibbled the sensitive skin. A hand traveled back up and stroked the elder's hair, and Romano found himself lightly headbutting it. The fingers slowly running through each strand was endearing and, in a way, arousing.

Veneziano sucked on the bone through the skin, then licked a strip across the entire area. Another light, barely visible hickey made itself present. He wrapped his arms around Romano's neck and looked down at him. "Are you sure you don't love Spain?" He asked with a pout. A fake pout, Romano noted. A normal pout wouldn't have looked so damn sexy.

He proceeded to roll his eyes and he could feel his brother's gaze travel to his lips as he licked them. "I told you, you bastard. Not in that way." There was a playful glint in Veneziano's eyes and he was sure he knew exactly what was coming. And for the record, he was 100% okay with it.

Veneziano pursed his lips and gave his brother a skeptical look. A fake one, of course. He knew Spain was like a father figure to Romano. But he also knew how much Romano loved all of this teasing, even though he'd deny it any time it was brought up.

"I don't believe you,' he said, voice just barely above a whisper. He pressed himself down and rolled his hips in one slow, rough circle. Any retort Romano was going to say had been easily forgotten as he moaned lowly. His arms moved to Veneziano's hips and he tried to get him to keep moving, but the younger just grinned mischievously. "I want you to prove it," he purred.

Romano licked his dry lips once more, focusing on the lustful look in the other male's eyes and how completely turned on he was himself. "How do i prove it?" he said, a slight amusement in his voice. Veneziano gently rocked his hips back and forth with a soft moan, and Romano could feel his brother's own erection pressing up against his stomach with every move.

"By letting me make you feel good," Veneziano sang, with a visible twinkle in his eyes. He slowly pushed himself out of Romano's lap and back onto their bed, so there was a whole area for him to work with. Then he leaned forward and started by unbuttoning his brother's pants. Next he unzipped them, and the metal felt cool on his fingers. Seconds later, the pants were off and tossed somewhere across the room, not to be cleaned up until who knows when.

"I think I can manage that," said Romano softly, only slightly embarrassed to admit it. He shivered at the cool air on his legs, but barely even noticed the cold with all the warm, hot arousal swirling around in his lower regions. The best was yet to come and that thought only excited him more. Though again, he wouldn't admit it.

Then Romano felt a warm breath on his crotch, and hold on, what exactly was Veneziano planning on doing? It took all of his strength not to just thrust his hips up, right into the mouth that was surely there. Though that'd seem needy as hell and like he was going to give in that easy. But he could literally feel his brother's nose against his crotch, and if he shifted just a little, he'd finally get that friction he craved so bad.

Veneziano seemed to have had other ideas, though. He leaned even closer, mouth open slightly,  and planted a kiss right on the bulge in Romano's pants. Then without giving him enough time to even shudder or moan, he began sucking, hot, wet lips gently squeezing around Romano's cock through his underwear. The pressure caused it's soft fabric to shift a bit, slowly up and down, almost teasingly.

Romano's breath hitched audibly and he bit back a moan. It was embarrassing. He was already so painfully aroused and Veneziano had barely even done anything. The younger male seemed so thoroughly amused by this and Romano swore he could feel him gently grinning against his crotch. In the end, it didn't matter, because now Veneziano was slowly swirling his tongue around, with no real shape or rhythm, and all thoughts aside from how good it felt were lost from the elder's mind.

But it wasn't just good, it was also torture. That damp heat made sure to travel over every inch of his crotch, but it just wasn't enough. It was unbearably teasing, that potential heaven being held back through the stupid cotton fabric he wore. His cock was definitely awake now, so stubbornly straining against his underwear that felt as if they could rip in two at any given moment. He was panting softly, slowly, and his muscles were much more tense than one's should be when they're about to potentially get a blowjob.

It didn't take more than five seconds for Veneziano to notice this, and he pulled back a bit to look up at his brother in confusion. "Romano?" His voice was hushed, full of lust but also laced with concern, and he was clearly worried that he did something wrong. "Is this okay?" This was his way of asking if he'd fucked up or not, and Romano immediately felt guilty.

"S'fine," he muttered, blushing slightly as he admitted it out loud. Just to make sure Veneziano got the point (and also because he really wanted more), Romano bucked his hips a little, his clothed cock bumping against the younger's mouth. Veneziano looked surprised, then he smirked.

"Is big brother getting impatient?"

Romano pretended he wasn't helplessly turned on by those words (he totally fucking was, though, oh God), simply rolling his eyes in response.

"I think little Vene is impatient," he teased back."I bet he just can't wait to have my cock in his mouth."

Veneziano opened his mouth to respond, then shut it again. He blushed and looked away, visibly admitting defeat. Romano smiled in amusement. Ha! The bastard could never handle a taste of his own medicine. It was cute, actually. He'd tease and tease mercilessly, but the second Romano teased back, he'd get flustered and shut his trap.

Veneziano shifted back and forth, whining lowly at the distraction of his own arousal. He didn't say anything else, and for a second Romano was confused. Suddenly, soft, gentle hands grabbed the waistband of his darned undergarments, gently tugging down on them. Romano gasped in surprise. He lifted his hips, just a little, allowing his brother to slide his underwear down his thighs in one swift movement. They were slid over his knees, down his calves, over his ankles, then they were gone.

"Cute." Veneziano mused, eyeing his brother's exposed form. His eyes were clouded with lust.

This made Romano blush and squirm. God, acting submissive was so embarrassing... He felt the younger flip him over and he didn't even get a second to think before a sharp smack was delivered to his ass.

Romano gasped, hips jerking back, nails digging into the sheets.

"Ah!"

Pain turned into sweet pleasure as he shook slightly. The burning from skin hitting skin made heat flare up in his lower stomach, then go down, making his cock harden.

Another smack.

A whimper escaped the back of his throat. He rutted his hips against the mattress needily, eyes squeezed shut and mouth slightly agape.

Veneziano was silent aside from heavy breathing. His eyes flickered to Romano's hips, then back to his butt, then to his face, which he couldn't actually see from this angle, but Veneziano was sure his brother was making some wonderful faces~

#wip #itacest #smut #hetalia #pwp #writing

[bronzeflower]

Who The Fuck Writes A Ten-Page Rant?????

Also on ao3

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Chapter 5: Dave Is Just A Huge Flustered Mess

You were just finished updating your SBaHJ comics when you saw that your sister was pestering you.

-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --

TT: Hello, Dave.

TG: whats up rose

TT: I would like to invite you to go with me on an outing to a certain clothing store.

TG: for the last time i dont want to get a suit and theres nothing you can do to make me go TG: what do i even need a suit for TG: i never go anywhere fancy enough to warrant wearing a suit TG: theyre also uncomfortable as hell TG: all itchy and scratchy and constricting and shit

TT: You only think that because you’ve only worn cheap suits. TT: And besides, I can easily convince you to come with me.

TG: bullshit TG: there is absolutely nothing you could say or do that could possibly make me go with you TG: ill chain myself to the inside of my room TG: you cant possibly break the lock even if you had ten thousand locksmiths TG: theyre all going to be like TG: miss lalonde why are you trying so fucking hard to get this guy out of his room TG: why cant you just leave him alone TG: and youll go on this spiel about how i need a suit TG: theyll be ten thousand miles away in a goddamn flash TG: knowing that suits are awful as fuck TG: so no rose TG: there couldnt possibly be even a single thing that could make me move an inch to go with you to a store to get a suit

TT: It’s a very nice store. TT: There is a plethora of clothing items to chose from there. TT: There also happens to be a cute boy who works there.

TG: … TG: … TG: … TG: how cute TG: like are we talking astronomical levels of cute TG: like one wrong move could set my heart aflame TG: or is he passing a random stranger and giving them a spare glance cute

TT: He has messy hair, small horns, and he looks like he could be able to give you the best hugs imaginable.

TG: my bloodpusher is already in hyperdrive TG: where do i sign up TG: i mean TG: nope still not going TG: i refuse TG: no matter how cute that guy sounds TG: i absolutely refuse

TT: You’ll come with me eventually. TT: No matter how much I have to wear you down.

TG: wow way to sound super creepy TG: why are you even so insistent on me going to this store anyway TG: youve never been this insistant before TG: even pulled out the cute guy thing on me TG: i bet you just made up that guy to try and get me to come

TT: I assure you that he is, in fact, as real as you and me. TT: And why I am so insistent on you going is of none of your concern.

TG: is there a cute girl who works there and youre just using me as an excuse to see her again

TT: ...

TG: holy shit TG: you really do have a crush on her TG: whats her name TG: come on rose TG: you cant avoid the question forever TG: tell me tell me tell me tell me TG: at least tell me what she looks like good god TG: okay you got me TG: if you tell me her name and what she looks like i swear that i will go with you to the store TG: ill even let you get me a suit

TT: What do you swear on?

TG: i swear on the monkey paw in my dead things collection

TT: A dangerous item to swear on. TT: I’ll accept it. TT: The contract is sealed. My blood has been used to finalize it.

TG: goddamn it rose just tell me who your crush is

TT: As if you don’t ramble on for an even lengthier amount of time than I did. TT: But I suppose I will hold my side of our deal. TT: Her name is Kanaya, and she owns the store I was speaking about. TT: She, by far, has one of the best fashion senses I have ever seen. TT: She’s intelligent and can analyze with the best of them. TT: She’s extraordinarily well-read, and the theories she has are like nothing I’ve ever heard. TT: Her horns are like daggers, her hair like silk. I could only dream of her lifting me off into the sunset. TT: Oh. TT: I seem to have gotten a little bit carried away there.

TG: holy shit rose thats probably one of the gayest things ive read in a while

TT: Yes, well, prose aside, you are now obligated to go with me to the store Kanaya owns. TT: I get to see Kanaya again, and you get a suit. TT: I’m killing two birds with one stone. TT: Not only that, but you get to meet a cute troll.

TG: clearly the only upside TG: anyway what time is this place open TG: because i would like to get this over and done with as soon as possible

TT: Good. TT: I’ll come over to pick you up in twenty minutes.

-- tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --

You decide to edit one of your videos during that time, and soon you hear the ring of your doorbell.

Your get up to answer the door, and there is your sister looking more dressed up than usual.

“You’re dressed up. Trying to impress Kanaya?” You tease.

“Oh, silence. It’s not like you didn’t get dressed better than usual because I informed you that the boy working at the store was cute.”

“Okay, okay! Uncle! I admit it. I took five minutes of my time to look slightly better than normal, but at least I’m able to admit that.”

“I’m going to put the radio on.” Rose said, putting on obnoxious pop music that you both have heard a hundred times.

“If you don’t think I can easily talk over this poor excuse for good music then you have clearly underestimated my ability to ramble on for hours upon hours on end to even myself. There doesn’t even have to be anyone there. I’ll just be over here vomiting any stray thought I have out onto the ground where anyone can see it.Now I have to clean up all this fucking vomit on the floor because it's stinking up the room, and wow. I completely forgot where I was going with any of this.

“We’re here.” Rose suddenly commented.

You stared at her for a solid thirty seconds.

“You played me for a goddamn fool.” You finally say. Rose simply smirked all knowing like as the two of you got out the car.

The two of you went into the store, which, oddly enough, smelled a lot like rosemary.

The store was colorful and seemed to have nearly any article of clothing a person could want. There was also a sign that advised against licking the clothes, which reminded you of Terezi.

But, the moment your eyes wondered over to the register, your heart stopped. It stopped and then sped up to double time. You think you forgot to breathe.

You think what Rose told you wasn’t nearly enough to properly prepare you for how cute this troll was. Saying that he was astronomically cute was the most major understatement anyone could ever possibly make.

And Rose was pulling you toward him. Oh god, do you look okay? Would you even be able to talk to him? Come on, Dave. Take a deep breath. Be cool.

“Hello, Karkat.” Rose greeted.

“Hello, Miss Lalonde. What do you need?”

“Polite as ever, but you can just call me Rose. However, I did come here for more than just exchanging pleasantries. I would like to see Kanaya about getting my brother, Dave, here a suit.”

“Alright. I’ll go get her for you.” Karkat left and soon afterward an elegant looking woman came out with Karkat.

“If you’ll come with me, I can get you measured.” The woman said.

“Thank you.” Rose responded, and the two of you went to the back with Kanaya.

You can’t believe you’re being forced to get measured with your sister and Kanaya flirting up a storm. It was honestly extremely embarrassing.

At long last, you were done being measured, and you bolted out of the room after telling Rose that she could pick out whatever kind of suit she wants. This may or may not have been a good decision on your part, but you were just glad you didn’t have to see your sister make goo-goo eyes at Kanaya for another minute.

However, you were now back in the store part of the store where the cute guy was. You had no idea how to even begin interacting with him, so you decided to look through the store. To be fair, the clothes looked like they were really well made, so you ended up picking a few items that you genuinely wanted to buy.

When you began making your way to the register, you were revisited with the problem of how to talk to the cute boy there.

You were already going towards the counter, so it wasn’t like you could just go back and look through the store some more, so you resigned yourself to your death.

“Um, yeah, I’d like to buy this if you would be so kind. You know, because these clothes are actually super cool, and they seem really well made, not that I would know anything, but based on what my sister says about the store, the clothes are exactly as choice as I think they are. Clearly, they are the best clothes sold from here to the ends of the universe. That’s how fantastic they are, holy shit, you know? Oh, shit, I’m rambling a lot, aren’t I? I do that a lot, especially if I’m nervous. I swear I’m not actually nervous. You’re just really cute. Fuck. Okay, just forget I called you cute, not that you aren’t. You are extremely attractive and cute, and shit, I probably sound super creepy right now. I swear I didn’t mean to. I-”

You went quiet when he began to laugh. You just stood there in a dumbstruck silence while he laughed. Eventually, he stopped and spoke.

“Oh my god. When you came in here, I just thought you were some kind of insufferable prick, but you’re actually nervous, so I guess I thought wrong.”

You weren’t really able to respond due to being caught off guard by the laughter. The sound of footsteps came closer until the door was slammed open.

“I heard laughter, Karkat, what is it that you are laughing at?” Kanaya questioned.

“Did you just run over here because you heard me laugh?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you have a customer to work with?”

“Yes, but you do not genuinely laugh similarly to that quite nearly as often enough, so I decided to come over to where you were to find out what caused you to laugh so uproariously. However, all I see is Rose’s brother, who I have been informed has a very poor sense of humor that is based heavily in the art of irony.”

“Are you saying I’m not funny?” You finally manage to say something, and, of course, it isn’t even to the troll you were flustered over.

“Although I am incapable of being absolutely certain of the fact due to my not knowing you very well, but the way Rose described your humor left much to be desired.”

“Kanaya, you really should be getting back to talking to Rose.” Karkat said.

“All right, all right. But you will talk to me later, correct?”

“Of course I will.”

Kanaya left, and Karkat turned to face Dave.

“Wow. I can’t believe my own flesh and blood would betray me like this. What kind of sibling even tells someone else that her dear brother has a shitty sense of humor. And Kanaya over there just ripped me a fucking new one, holy shit.”

“Don’t worry about it. That’s just her sense of humor shining through.” Karkat responded. “Now could you please pay for the clothes you just bought?”

“Oh! Yeah, alright.” You fumble for your wallet and give him your credit card to pay for the items. He neatly puts them in a bag and hands them to you along with the receipt.

You take a moment to write your chumhandle down on the receipt, along with a little message saying to be sure to contact you.

Rose finally comes out of the room where Kanaya was.

“Are you ready to leave, Dave?”

“Hell fucking yeah, I am.”

Before the two of you leave, you ‘accidentally’ leave the receipt with Karkat, and you can hear him yelling at you once you leave the store.

“So, how was your meeting with Karkat?”

“Come one, Rose. You know I’m suave as shit. Smoother than butter, that’s what I say. People spread me and they’re like, ‘holy shit I can’t believe how fucking smooth this is.’ That’s how goddamned smooth I am and how I was.”

“Is that code for you becoming a flustered mess around any cute guy you meet?”

“Shut up.”

“Did you at least get his contact information or give him your own?” Rose questioned.

“Yeah, I wrote my chumhandle on the receipt and left it there. I have no idea if he will actually message me or anything. Probably not based on how much of a mess I was.”

“So that’s why he was yelling at us when we left. But you can try to hold on to some semblance of hope that he will willingly contact you.”

“I guess that’s better than nothing, but I am not going to expect much.”

  Once you got home, you got on the computer to pester Terezi.

 -- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering gallowsCalibrator [GC] --

 TG: tz holy shit i need to tell you something

GC: WH4T 1S 1T D4V3?

TG: i just met this guy okay

TG: super cute and i even made him laugh like holy fuck

TG: and all i was doing was rambling on for forever like i usually do

TG: especially because he was extremely cute and my brain just couldnt compute with the cuteness

TG: and he just started laughing

TG: and then the owner of the fucking store came running to see what was so funny

TG: apparently he doesnt laugh much

TG: and then she insulted my sense of humor

TG: like why do you have to ripe on a dudes humor like that

GC: HOW B4D W4S TH3 BURN?

TG: it was so fucking bad

TG: had to get cold water poured on it immediately afterwards

TG: went to the hospital and i was on the emergency track

TG: thats how fucking bad it was

GC: 1 C4NT B3L1V3 SOM3ON3 4CTU4LLY D1D TH4T

TG: i know right

GC: BUT ON 4 S1D3 NOT3

GC: HOW CUT3 W4S TH3 BOY AND HOW MUCH OF 4 M3SS OF YOURS3LF D1D YOU M4K3?

TG: the guy was extremely cute

TG: massively cute

TG: so cute that im gonna have to look up synonyms of cute merely to give you the basic rundown of how cute he is

TG: endearing adorable lovable sweet lovely appealing engaging delightful dear darling winning winsome attractive pretty good looking handsome attractive gorgeous

TG: some of these dont really make sense but you get the idea

TG: this boys cuteness is nothing to be trifled with

GC: H3 SOUNDS D3L1C1OUS

GC: D1D YOU G3T H1S NUMB3R

GC: OR P3ST3RCHUM H4NDL3 OR TROLL H4NDL3

GC: WH4T3V3R H3 US3S

TG: i gave him my pesterchum handle but i dont even know if he will even bother messaging me

TG: or shit if he even uses pesterchum or trollian or whatever

GC: H3 PROBABLY DO3S

GC: MOST P3OPL3 DO B3C4US3 1TS E4SY TO US3

GC: 4ND 1 COULD NOT S33 WHY H3 WOULDNT W4NT TO CONT4CT YOU

GC: BOTH B3CAUS3 YOU 4R3 SUP3R COOL 4ND B3C4USE 1 4M BL1ND 4ND TH3R3FOR3 C4NT S33

TG: shit i guess youre right as always pyrope

GC: 1TS 4 SP3C14LTY OF M1N3 >:]

GC: B31NG R1GHT TH4T 1S

TG: solid facts are being brought up here

TG: completely frozen and strong enough to stay as a goddamned solid or however the fuck that works

TG: facts that cant even be disputed like at all

TG: because that would be just blasphemy

TG: anyway im kind of hungry so im going to go eat

TG: see ya tz

GC: SM3LL YOU L4T3R COOL K1D

 -- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering gallowsCalibrator [GC] --

#davekat #rosemary #dave strider #karkat vantas #rose lalonde #kanaya maryam #homestuck #hs #terezi pyrope

[dangkinronpa]

headcanons for angie who dated tenko

heres ur headcanons, angie! i hope u like them, and if u want anything changed just let me know and ill start working on it! - mod kiibo - whenever angie first noticed that tenko had a crush on her, it was because of how nervous and prone to blushing she would get whenever angie started talking. angie really wasnt sure how to feel, considering the fact that she actually thought tenko didnt like her, but she thought tenko was cute - the more she let time pass, though, angie realized that she actually really liked tenko, too! tenko was just super cute and always watching out for others, and angie couldnt help but develop a crush on her. she already knew tenko liked her, too, so it didnt take her too long to gather her courage and confess to tenko - once the two of them actually started dating, angie wanted to hold tenkos hand constantly. it didnt matter what the two of them were doing, angie wanted her hands to be touching tenkos at all time. tenko didnt really understand, and would get pretty embarrassed whenever they held hands, but she was glad angie liked her enough to hold her hand at all - angie also found that whenever she would make art, she would start noticing tenko appearing in her pieces. tenko thinks its really sweet that angie makes art of her, but angie is always confused. she didnt know that god had a thing for tenko. well, it was either that, or god just wanted her to be with tenko. she couldnt tell which one - tenko also wanted to teach angie how to defend herself, in case anything bad were to happen to her. angie always thought it was funny, because there were plenty of other ways to scare people off that she already knew, but tenko just wants to make sure angie is safe at all times, so she cant help but try to train her - whenever the two of them spend time with their friend himiko, she honestly tries to make them start wearing more fashionable clothes. neither tenko nor angie really know why, but they always wear what himiko tells them to. until the next day, that is, where theyre right back into the stuff they usually end up wearing - tenko gets bright red and really flustered at anything angie does, really. angie could just be giving her a quick hug and tenkos face will light up like a lightbulb. angie thinks its really adorable, so she always tries to be as affectionate as possible. tenko tells her shes just glad angie isnt a terrible man with how much she tries to flirt with her - angie tells tenko plenty of times that she would love to take her back to the island, so that she could see what her home is really like. even though tenko never seems very sure of it, she agrees that maybe one day shell allow herself to go with angie. angie is already telling her that god has planned for angie to throw a huge party on the day tenko visits - both angie and tenko are pretty eccentric, so they can relate to each other on the basis that theyre both pretty hard to relate to. they talk about their loneliness together, and like to confide in one another about their lifes problems and struggles while snuggling up under a blanket. tenko even makes hot tea for them when they do this - every day, angie makes sure to tell tenko at least once that she loves her. shes afraid that if she doesnt, tenko might end up forgetting, and she doesnt want tenko to leave her because she thinks angies stopped loving her. so, angie tries to remind tenko of her love nearly constantly to make up for it

#angie yonaga kin #yonaga angie kin #dangan ronpa kin #ndrv3 kin #dangan ronpa #ndrv3 #new dangan ronpa v3 #tenko chabashira #headcanons

[thedegenerateasexual]

more let’s talk about love under the cut, chapters 17-26:

chapter 17:

this is fully just a feenie and alice fight and tbh feenie is so in the wrong it’s ridiculous

“[Ryan] thinks we ditched you last night.”

“You did ditch me.” She laughed a little.

“Yeah. Well. Anyway, just call him.”

Alice couldn’t even pretend to be mad. Ryan had to be the sweetest person on the planet and besides, it had all worked out. “So you’re just not going to apologize?” she joked.

“Are you going to apologize?” Feenie shot back.

“For what?”

“For fucking leaving.”

(Ah, there it was.)

(Damn it.)

“Um, well, not to be petty, but you left me first.”

“We went upstairs. You actually left the party. That is not the same thing.” She looked Alice right in the eyes. “I’m not going to apologize for having sex with my boyfriend when you fucking jumped ship the first chance you got because you couldn’t stand being alone for thirty minutes. Miss me with that bullshit.”

WOW

dude she was ASSAULTED and could have been RAPED you do not get to be like that lmao it was unsafe for her to be there alone

so much for feenie being the good egg

chapter 18:

so she’s telling takumi about the fight and feenie and ryan and:

“Tell me about them. What do you like most?”

“Ryan is the literal light of my life. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as considerate and driven as him. He’s all-around amazing. And Feenie, well, she’s my oldest friend and soulmate. Her word, not mine, but I believe it,” Alice said before laughing at a random memory that popped into her head. “When we were little, people used to call us Ebony and Ivory, which is kind of offensive now that I’m thinking about it.”

“But she’s dating Ryan? And you’re okay with that?” The back end of her taco fell onto her plate with a small bit of it landing on her shirt. Takumi passed her some napkins.

“Oh, it’s not like a romantic kind of soulmate,” she said, dabbing her shirt. “Feenie’s pretty hardcore, but she has her sentimental moments. Once she said if reincarnation were real, we’d meet each other in every single life because nothing can keep us apart. We’re meant to be.”

He looked confused. “If you’re soulmates, aren’t you supposed to be in love with each other? That’s how it works.”

“I suppose it could be romantic or whatever, but she has Ryan. They’re meant to be right now, but we’re meant to be forever, if that makes sense.”

He finished chewing before saying, “Not really.”

Oh Boy

omg aw he offered to let her crash at his place for a bit until it blows over

“I never lived with my best friends, but I know what it’s like when they start dating and suddenly, everything feels like them versus you and they’re all you have. You don’t have to slink around feeling terrible. If you need space, I have space.”

She wanted to kiss his cheek.

Kiss. His. Cheek.

alice is so gone. i have only liked someone enough to voluntarily kiss their cheek one (1) time. it’s a rare feeling. i guess she cheek kisses more than i do tho. she platonically cheek-kisses!

hahahahaha and so since he’s babysitting his nieces that evening guess who gets roped into it! i would probably literally kiss a stranger on the cheek before i willingly interacted with their children alone

chapter 19:

while crashed out at takumi’s alice looks at one of his photography albums:

Near the end of the album, it happened: Takumi and the girl kissing.

“Wow, you’re real fond of that whole kissing thing.”

“And you’re not?”

“I don’t dislike kissing.” Alice closed that album and picked another. “I also don’t take pictures of myself while doing it.”

alice u liar u hate kissing

haha look at her fishing around to see if it’s safe tho

“So,” Alice began, drawing out the word, “kissing is important to you?”

“Honestly expressing my feelings is important to me.” He flipped a page. There were several pictures of a bonfire at night. A Southeast-Asian guy with dewy brown skin was wrapped in a red blanket, laughing in one photo. “Sometimes that means kissing. Or spending three days editing photos and videos together for my brother. Or letting a girl I just met stay in my house and look through my pictures because she’s scared to go home.”

i cannot BELIEVE he is being so smooth when she is literally going thru pics of him & his ex...also like How Candid honestly

“I spend a lot of time trying to figure stuff out. Like, my feelings and sorting through my thoughts. I don’t think I overthink, but I like to know why things are the way they are for me and why they’re different for someone else.”

“I think everyone does that.”

“No, they don’t. At least, I don’t think they do. Not the way I do it,” she said. “So. Like. If I ask you something and it seems strange, I’m not being weird, I’m trying to understand.”

ACE MOOD like i said it’s a contemplative existence

chapter 20:

aw man alice went back to therapy after all just to talk about feenie and ryan (theyre still not speaking)

it’s not a v long chapter but anyways

chapter 21:

Ryan caved first.

THANK GOD

Feenie took longer to come around. No one mentioned anything, let alone apologized. Her simply consisted of asking Alice if Family Night for that week could be on Thursday. When she had learned Alice had been hiding at Takumi’s, she curiously had nothing to say, no questions to ask, no teasing jokes to make Alice squirm.

yikes

yk tho for real feenie is a really well written character...like alice, you want to like her, but part of you also wonder if the relation has played its course, which is heartbreaking. nice job 10/10

anyway she and ryan are hanging out and takumi called her from a bar for a ride lol he’s hammered 

and ryan like...really really tried to get her to not leave again and she kissed him on the cheek again? and before i was like, aw, cute, how platonic! and now i am Wary of both ryan and feenie. like is he emotionally cheating on feenie with her...is that a thing...i don’t like it

OH SHIT back at his house he’s gotten kind of rambly and:

“If you were dating someone, and you knew they loved you with their whole heart, had absolutely no doubts about it, could you cheat on them?”

Obviously, that question sent her mind into overdrive, connecting all the dots. A roommate who moved out suddenly. A part-time job to cover his rent. Essie telling her he’s single “now.”

Takumi had a someone.

A someone who had, apparently, cheated on him.

hhhhholy shit

“Me personally?” she asked finally. “No. I mean, it’s highly unlikely.”

Cheating on someone was one of those things she was destined to never understand. Choosing to not have sex with someone else didn’t seem like that hard of a concept to grasp, and yet she had comforted more than one person who had been cheated on.

you should NOT have to be ace to understand this shit why are people Like this

So he told her.

All of it.

Everything Alice did and didn’t want to know.

Takumi and his ex-girlfriend and former almost-wife, Rena, had started dating in college when they were nineteen. And it just … worked. They had gone to the same college, lived together for two years, and then earlier this year, she cheated on him. She had always been a social butterfly (his words) and an innocent flirt (her words), but when it came to some guy named Thad (Alice’s words: “Really? That’s his name?”), that innocence fluttered. Except it wasn’t only Thad. She cheated again with someone else. And once more for good measure before they broke up.

They began talking again a few weeks ago, very tentative (his words). Tomorrow night, they were supposed to have dinner to talk about being friends again and possiblyseeing if that could lead somewhere back to being together, but he had seen her kissing some guy downtown earlier. Which was why he was so drunk. He realized that even though she might have missed him (her words), she didn’t really want to be with him anymore (his words).

Y I K E S

ohhh man this is so sweet though like he asked her for relationship advice and she totally fumbled through it because of limited experience but she honest-to-god tried her best

chapter 22:

lol alice’s mom called and is on her ass about being a lawyer again...alice was like gimme 3 weeks to come up w/ a new plan bc i cant deal w/ being a lawyer im proud of her

oh shit it’s feenie backstory time

“Marie called me yesterday.” Marie—Feenie’s mom. “She worked whatever connections she has and had my case for fighting that dude in the bar last year thrown out. Apparently, that gave her the right to interrogate me. She wanted to know when I was going back to school, why I was wasting my life, why I was embarrassing her like this.” Feenie exhaled. “I want to have a family with Ryan because that’s what’s right for me. I don’t get how me wanting to get knocked up and be a housewife affects her. She doesn’t want me to have kids, so she’s never going to see them. Even if I die, she will never see them.”

Alice knew that. She’d known it for years.

In elementary school, when they were told to be doctors and astronauts and firefighters, Feenie stood up and said she wanted to be a mom. Back then, her favorite game had been House. Feenie was always the stay-at-home mom, while Alice was the working mom, and they had seven stuffed-animal children. Feenie did all the cooking, cleaning, and made sure Alice had her newspaper when she got home from work.

She wanted to be everything Marie hadn’t been for her even then.

Their relationship ultimately died when Marie wished Feenie had never been born. She said Feenie ruined all the plans she’d had for herself.

ohhhhh honey ))): okay some of my waryness has abated no wonder she’s like that

oh nevermind feenie immediately bit her head off when she mentioned takumi feenie sucks

chapter 23:

movie night with takumi and alice!! not much to copypasta but this near the end:

She took a deep breath. “I’m not ready to share. I don’t want to tell you.”

It was his turn to fix her hood. (He knew not to touch her hair.) “Okay,” he said. “You don’t ever have to tell me anything you don’t want to.”

But part of her did want to. Her secret shouldn’t even have been one—it should have been a nonissue. Why couldn’t being asexual just be accepted?

Why did she have to spend the rest of her life coming out over and over and over…? And once she did, would people always expect her to talk about it? It would always be a huge deal, she would always be subjected to questions, and she would always have to defend herself.

Would it ever stop feeling like A Thing, a barrier, between her and everyone else?

LITERALLY! god what a mood

chapter 24:

also short, but when alice spotted feenie shopping for wedding dresses and offered to come along we had this exchange:

Feenie clicked her tongue. “Sure you can pry yourself away from Takumi long enough to spend time with me?”

Alice sighed and stood up. Feenie didn’t stop her.

ok look 1. feenie was so disappointed they didnt bang and now this?? 2. she gets to ditch alice at the party to be with her BF but alice doesn’t get to date anyone?? wow

chapter 25:

i could have honestly pasted the entire thing because it’s so goddamn cute and i can’t pick a favorite part but the tl;dr is that takumi is sick and alice went over to take care of him and he kept talking about how great she was in a slightly fever-addled way

wait no i can paste my least favorite part:

“Yeah. I haven’t heard from him in two days, but he called in sick on Saturday.”

Ryan twirled the screwdriver between his fingers, focused. “Are you sure he’s actually sick?”

“It’s either that or he’s packing and needed some time off.” Alice shrugged. “He already signed the lease for his new place.”

“Maybe he’s doing something else that doesn’t involve you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Ryan’s face was so open, so honest. It always told the truth before he was ready to speak.

(Basically, he couldn’t lie to save his life.)

“I just think it’s funny that you talk to him and see him every day and all of a sudden he disappears and doesn’t tell you why. I mean, you’re guessing he’s sick or packing. You don’t actually know.”

WHY are they being like this with her wow they are HORRIBLE best friends

also, theyre getting married in 6 months vs two years suddenly. feenie moved up the date :/

chapter 26:

ALICE AND FEENIE AND RYAN ARE FINALLY HAVING IT OUT:

“You spend a lot of time with him.”

“You two spend a lot of time together without me.”

“That’s different. We’re engaged.”

“So I’m just supposed to sit around and wait for you both to remember I exist?”

“Of course not, but you shouldn’t edge us out. You’re the one making it as if it has to be him or us.”

“How am I doing that? And why is this all my fault? Why do you two have a Get Out of Ditching Alice pass that I’m supposed to accept because you say so? How is that fair to me?”

“We don’t ditch you,” Ryan said.

“You do. You have for years. I just don’t say anything because I don’t want us to fight, but the second I find an actual friend on my own, you two act like this. Neither of you said anything when I spent time with Margot. Why is Takumi suddenly different?”

shit dude! she’s right! and then feenie enters:

“Maybe we minded then and didn’t say anything either.”

Alice whipped around at the sound of Feenie’s voice. Feenie leaned against the refrigerator, arms crossed.

“Maybe,” she continued, “we were really hurt, but you were too busy being happy to notice. Just like right now.”

An enraged fierceness made the edges of Alice’s vision turn red. She balled her hands into fists. “I wouldn’t even have met Margot if you hadn’t decided to move in with Ryan at the last minute. The millisecond you two started dating, he came first. You started to choose him over me every single time.” She turned that rage on Ryan. “And you have always chosen her over me.” Her phone buzzed. “Takumi’s outside.” She slung her purse strap over her shoulder while marching for the door.

man this is fucking sad i hope they make this better somehow :/

anyway she goes to hang out w/ takumi and 

“You wound me, madam.” He clutched his chest, wincing. “Especially since it’s your fault. It’s hard not to have an ego when you’ve told me you love my beautiful face.”

“Shut it.”

“How beautiful are we talking here? What’s my code?”

She groaned. “Not this again.”

OMG IS SHE GONNA TELL HIM...i’m on the edge of my seat here

“Tell me and I’ll bake you cookies when I’m not sick.”

“What kind of cookies?” she asked, leaning back into his arms. “And you have to use real flour. None of that ultra-buckwheat high-fiber stuff.”

“Oatmeal chocolate chip?”

“Deal.” She stared at the ceiling. “Black. I’d like two dozen cookies, please.”

just shrieked

“Black? I thought the Cutie Code was Green to Red.”

“It is. Was.” The gears and wheels turning inside Alice’s head locked into place as realization sank in. Meeting Takumi had challenged everything she thought she knew about herself, made her work to find out who she was on a fundamental level. He challenged her in the best way possible, wholly unaware of the effect he had on her, pushing her so far out of her comfort zone she had to question everything. She had discovered, no, was still discovering, who she was now, who she wanted to be, what she could and could not handle. He had given her a reason to reconnect with herself.

Feenie had been right—this, he, would always be someone she would want to remember.

“You exceeded my Cutie Code,” she said. “You’re the reason why I retired it. I don’t need it anymore.”

NOOOOO she should keep her cutie code! don’t throw it away fro some boy! even a great boy! it’s too good!

“I need to tell you something.” She took a step back. “Like, whatever you’re going to say, don’t say it because I need to tell you this first.”

O H S H I T HERE IT COMES

i know this is probably a happy book and he’ll accept her but i’m still so stressed out

“So you know how some people like jogging?”

“I’m one of those people, so yes.”

“Ah, yeah, okay. That worked out.” Her breathy laugh sounded forced. “So, you see, I am not one of those people. I don’t care about jogging.”

“Mmm…” He squinted at her for a moment. “Somehow, I knew that.”

“Oh, great. Good. This is going well.” Her hands began to shake. She pressed her fingers to her lips to steel herself before continuing. “Now take the word jogging and replace it with sex.”

“You don’t like sex?”

(Wow, he asked that fast.)

“No.” She held up her hand. “No, the correct sentence is I don’t care about sex.” She took a deep breath and held it. “Because I’m not sexually attracted to anyone.”

HTAT’S A GREAT ANALOGY

that’s much better than my “i’m the way gay guys feel about girls and the way gay girls feel about guys all at the same time”

“Huh,” he said, face neutral. “I thought you were bisexual.”

“I am. Minus the sexual.” She waited, watching him process through her answer. She waited for the judgment, the questions, the confusion, the thoughtful concern followed by the inevitable interruptions. Second by second, it dawned on her that she waited in vain because he was waiting for her. “My sexuality is nope.” She laughed with relief because still, second by second, he continued to wait, to listen. So she laughed again, tiny bubbles of happy that floated out of her.

HES LISTENING TO HER I LOVE THIS NOBODY ELSE BOTHERED BUT HE’S LISTENING

“How many people have you told?”

“Explicitly? You’re number four. Feenie, Ryan, and a counselor I’m seeing.”

Takumi started to speak but closed his mouth and stood up straight, focusing on the counter. Each second he didn’t look at her made tiny seeds of dread bloom in the depths of her soul. “That’s why you’re happy,” he mumbled. He nodded as if he couldn’t stop and sighed before looking at her again. His eyes had taken on a glossy, reddened tint.

“Thank you for trusting me. Realizing that, um,” Takumi said, pausing for a moment, “that hit me kind of hard.”

“What do you mean?” Alice asked quietly.

“Four. Obviously, you’ve been keeping this a secret for a reason.”

She hadn’t been thinking about trust when she told him. Ryan and Feenie had been there when she figured it out (thank God). Dr. Burris had to pry it out of her, didn’t he? And she still couldn’t say the word properly to him. Telling Takumi had been a choice—not by chance or out of necessity. It was her decision, completely on her own.

(She trusted him.)

htis fucking book hasnt made me cry in like a dozen chapters and i thought the heavy shit was over but nooooooo

and like lol i keep saying this text is calling me out...not to get personal, Again, but literally u realize stuff about urself when you read shit like this...i always play like i’m so comfortable with everything but the truth is i put ace on my profile and let other people google it and it has nothing to do with me i never see it--i dont think i’ve ever told ANYBODY irl so like...tbh i couldn’t get it out as well as she did i bet like you go alice

“I wasn’t trying to have sex with you the other night,” he said. “And I am so, so sorry if I made you feel that way.”

He was so close and so far away, as if there was an imaginary pane of glass between them. She wanted him to hug her and make the tension go away.

“No, I didn’t think that at all. That’s not why I told you.”

“This should go without saying, but I’m going to say it anyway, partly because I want to, but also because I think you need to hear it. If knowing you’re asexual makes someone see you differently, then they don’t deserve to be in your life. My feelings for you are exactly the same as they were an hour ago. This doesn’t change anything between us.”

HEYYYYYYYYYY YEAH!!!!! i’m so happy for her!!!!!!!!!!!!! if anybody ever said anything like this to me i’d die on the spot!!!!!!!! YOU GO ALICE

gotta break this post here bc it’s getting long again, hopefully i can finish the rest of the book before dawn & in the next one

#personal #LTAL

[sending-the-message]

Cease and Desist to Exist by manen_lyset

I’ve known Krista Wagner since middle school. We quickly became friends, then best friends, and eventually, best friends FOR LIFE. We take that title really seriously. She and I have spoken literally every day since the day we met. If we don’t have classes together, we’ll text all day when the teachers aren’t looking. We’ve always been inseparable. Well, except for that two-week period where we had a fight because she totally tried to flirt with my brother, but that’s neither here nor there. Aside from that little scuffle, we talk all the time. I haven’t heard from Krista in three days. Now, you could say that’s probably because we’re both off on summer break, but I know better. She wouldn’t go this long without texting me. This is all because of that stupid letter she got last week. We didn’t take it seriously, but now I’m really starting to regret it, because I think it’s too late. I don’t think Krista is around anymore, and I’m terrified of what might have happened to her.

I’d just gotten home from the beach when I heard my phone going off. I checked it, and saw a new text message from Krista.

Krista: OMG WTF, I think I’m being sued.

Stacey: LOL wut?

Krista: Im not kiddng. Can I come over?

Stacey: Sure

Krista: B there in 10

I put the phone back in my pocket and started making myself a snack while I waited for Krista. It wasn’t long before she texted me saying she was coming up the driveway. I opened the door to let her in. She was holding an envelope in her hands, and looked like she’d just gotten told we had a midterm she hadn’t studied for.

“What’s up?” I asked.

Krista held the envelope to me. “Do you think this is because of the video I posted last week?”

“Which one?” I asked, as I pulled the paper out of the already torn envelope.

“Duh! The music video! I told you I was going to get in trouble! My parents cannot find out about this or they’ll kill me!” She bit her lip and started pacing around.

I shrugged. “I don’t think they can, like, sue you for that. They’d just remove your video.”

Krista let out an impatient groan. “Just read it. Tell me if you think it’s serious.”

I nodded. “I’m sure it’s nothing,” I said, as I unfolded the letter.

It read:

*FILE #: 1099-0630-5986 * August 5th, 2017 Krista Wagner 245 Maple Street Glens Falls, NY 12801

OBJECT: NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT

Dear [Krista Wagner],

You are hereby given notice that [Krista Wagner] has breached Article 13.C of the Copyright Act of 2017. On behalf of the United States Copyright Protection Agency, we ask that you immediately cease and desist all use of the copyrighted materials, by yourself and by third parties.

If we do not receive an adequate response within 10 days of sending this letter, we regret to inform you that actions will be taken to recover damages without further notice to you.

Sincerely,

Operator 506-W13

The letter looked official: it was on this thick, fancy paper with an embossed logo at the top. I’m not sure if anyone here has seen it before, but the logo has like an eagle holding earth in its talons, with the United States colored with our stars and stripes. Does that sound familiar? And on the bottom of the letter, there was a phone number and I think a fax number, too. I couldn’t find an address or a website anywhere.

“I take that back,” I said, “this looks real.”

That was not the answer Krista wanted to hear. She slapped her hands on her cheeks and, like, MEGA-cringed.

“Why are you so worried? It’s probably nothing. Just call them and ask what video they want you to delete. No biggie,” I said, trying to reassure her.

Krista stared at her feet. She wasn’t usually the shy one.

“You do it! I’m too nervous. I don’t know what to say!” she replied.

Ok, so like, normally I’d just tell her to woman up and whatever, right? But last week, I kinda begged her to go buy tampons for me because I was too embarrassed because turns out the cashier’s this really cute guy in my class. I kinda owed it to her.

“Okay,” I said.

I picked up the phone, dialed the number, and waited. I kinda hoped the office would be closed so I could get out of this, but no such luck. I got an automated menu.

“United States Copyright Protection Agency, please input your 12-digit file number now, followed by the pound key.”

“What the fuck is a pound key?” I mumbled.

“Hashtag,” answered Krista.

I scanned her letter quickly, finding her file number at the top. I typed it in and hit hashtag. Another automated message played.

“Thank you, please hold for our next available agent.”

Dull, Beethoven-like music started playing. No freaking way was I going to suffer through that alone. I hit the speaker button and tossed the phone on the table. Krista sat down on the couch next to me and stared at it nervously. The music was kind of soothing, but since it started repeating itself every freaking minute, it got on my nerves real quick.

I snorted. “This sounds just like the music from my doctor’s office. Bet they stole it from there.”

There was a crackling noise on the line, then a woman’s voice’s trickled through the speaker. “We at the United States Copyright Protection Agency pride ourselves in following the letter of the law. I would advise against making such serious allegations.”

My jaw dropped. How long had she been listening in on us?

“Sorry,” I said.

She answered, “It’s alright. What can I do for you today?”

“I-I uhm. I got a letter,” said Krista.

“Yes ‘mam, I can see here that your file number is … 1099-0630-5986,” replied the operator. We could hear her typing something on the other side. “Ah, yes. It appears as though you’ve received a cease and desist letter. I’m afraid Krista Wagner is an infringement of Krista Wagner’s copyright.”

I looked at Krista, then at the phone. “Uh … yeah, okay. But what exactly did she infringe on?”

“Krista Wagner,” replied the operator.

Krista looked at me, and I looked at her. She made a tipping motion with her hands, implying that the operator must have been a little drunk.

“Yeah, we know who did something wrong. We’re asking what she did wrong.” I asked.

“I already told you, ma’am. It says here that the copyrighted material is Krista Wagner,” she answered in a monotone voice.

“What the heck does that even mean?” I replied.

Krista continued, “You mean one of my videos? I’m sorry I stole the music! Can I just take it down?”

The operator paused. We could hear her typing again. “I’m sorry, we’re not aware of copyright infringement on any videos,” she said.

I replied, “Then we’re okay, right? We didn’t break any laws.”

“No. Krista Wagner is infringing on Krista Wagner’s copyright,” said the operator.

I was really confused. “What’s she infringing on?”

The operator replied, “Krista Wagner is infringing on Krista Wagner, as in, the person. We already have another Krista Wagner on file. I’m afraid by continuing to exist, Krista Wagner infringes on her copyright,” she explained.

Krista and I stared at one another in disbelief.

“Are you stupid or something? You can’t copyright a name. A lot of people have the same names, what the fuck are you smoking?” I asked.

“I’m afraid it’s beyond my control. Unless she’s replaced within the next 2 days, she will be forcefully removed.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine at the oddly rehearsed way she spoke, and quickly hit the ‘End Call’ button. Obviously, this had to be a prank. Maybe some weirdo hazing ritual.

“It’s probably just Phillipe and his sis. Doesn’t his dad own a print shop or something? Probably just wanted to screw with you,” I reassured.

Krista looked a bit worried, but forced a smile. “Yeah.”

She still looked kinda rattled, so I invited her to sleep over, but she refused. We talked for a bit and I did my best to try and calm her down. She went home, I had supper and went online for the rest of the night.

That was the last time I saw Krista, but not the last time I heard from her.

We texted the next couple of days and everything seemed fine. Then, three nights ago, she texted me something really freaking weird in the middle of the night.

Krista: U awaek?

I hadn’t been until she texted me.

Stacey: Whats up?

Krista: Im scared omfg.

Krista: Theres someone out my window.

Stacey: A perv?

Kristra: No.

Kristra: Hes in a suit.

Stacey: LOL A fashion perv?

Kristra: Omg theres 3 now

Stacey: ?

Kristra: Theres a van too

Kristra: Im rly scared

Kristra: Theyre getting closer

Stacey: Call ur parents.

Krista: Theyre not home

Stacey: Call the cops

Kristra: OMG theyre banging on the window

Stacey: Call. The. Cops.

I could see she was typing a message, but then the icon disappeared. After two minutes, she still hadn’t replied. I hoped she’d followed my advice and was on the phone with 911. I waited just a little while longer before I tried to call her.

The number you have dialed is currently out of service.

I sat in my bed, alternating between texting and trying to call her, but all my texts came out undeliverable and none of the phone calls got through. There was no way my parents were going to drive my ass down there in the middle of the night, so I eventually changed gears and just tried to, like, convince myself she was pranking me now.

The first thing I did the next morning was try to call her again, but it didn’t work. I went online and tried to message her, but her profile was gone. I know you can, like, kind of lowkey delete it temporarily, so if she was pranking me, I figured that’s what she did. I was sure it wasn’t totally gone. No way she’d delete all her pics and stuff.

I waited a few hours hoping she’d finally message me, but nothing. It’s weird, I kept getting these waves of worry, then I’d convince myself it was fine, then I’d get worried again. I finally just decided I’d go to her house. I got on the bus and stopped on her street. I walked along the sidewalk I’d walked down a bunch of times with her. I slowed when I reached 243. She lived at 245.

245 was gone.

245 Maple Street, for all intents and purposes, no longer existed. I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. I’d been to her house many times before and knew the neighborhood well, but it was … different. The street literally stopped at 243, and the spaces between the homes seemed a tad bit wider, as though to make up for the now missing house. Really, looking at it, you wouldn’t think there was room for another house on the street, but I swear that’s where she lived. I SWEAR I’ve been to that house.

It was so freaking surreal. There’s no way a house can just vanish like that! I started texting all our friends asking if anyone had seen Krista. No one had any idea who I was talking about. Then I noticed our text log was gone. Her number was gone from my phone.

I thought I was going nuts.

I went home and asked my parents, “Do you guys remember Krista?”

Mum couldn’t be bothered to look up from her tablet. “Who, dear?”

“You’ve got to be kidding. Krista! She literally comes here all the time,” I answered desperately.

Dad shrugged. “Honey, you shouldn’t sneak people in here.”

I slammed my palms on the table, “She ate with us last Thursday!”

Mum looked up, leered at me, and then looked down again. “Young lady, that’s no way to talk to your parents!”

I threw my hands in the air, grunted, and rolled my eyes. “Ugh, never mind!”

I stomped up to my room. I didn’t know whether to be frustrated or scared. I actually wondered for a second if, y’know, she was just a figment of my imagination. I’d legit still think I’m crazy if I didn’t find a Polaroid of us in my room. I’m looking at it right now. She was real. She’s always been real.

I spent the next few days combing through everything I own trying to find any trace of Krista, but that Polaroid is all I could find. She’s gone. It’s like she never existed.

And if all this wasn’t bad enough, mom asked me to get the mail earlier. My blood ran cold when I saw the envelope with my name on it. It had the logo of an eagle holding planet earth in its talons. I don’t need to open it to know what it says, and I am freaking terrified.

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[dangkinronpa]

headcanons for sayaka who is really gay for fukawa

hey maizono, heres the headcanons u wanted! i hope u like them, and if u want anything changed or any more added just let me know! - mod kiibo - fukawa honestly never expected to like someone like maizono. she always thought that, since maizono was an idol, the two of them would have very little in common, so there was no need for her to even begin thinking about maizono like that - one day, though, fukawa catches maizono intently reading one of her books, and when she walks up to her just to make sure its really her writing, maizono notices her and goes on and on about how beautiful fukawas writing is. it makes fukawa blush when maizono just doenst stop praising her - the two befriend each other because of the book, and later on they both develop feelings for one another. for a long time, though, they feel as if they cant confess because maizono is an idol and fukawas just too shy to even think about doing such a thing - eventually, maizono just gets tired of flirting with fukawa but never making a move, so she actually tells her that she has a huge crush on her. the look of shock and embarrassment on fukawas face is pretty cute in maizonos opinion, along with the way that she stutters out her own confession in a shaky voice - once they start dating, maizono is all about making physical contact with fukawa. she loves giving her big hugs and holding her hand and kissing her cheeks and rubbing noses and leaning on her shoulder and just about everything else u could think of. a lot of times, fukawa just cant deal with it and ends up squeaking in surprise when she does these things - maizono also likes to let fukawa go backstage whenever she has concerts. its a little sad for her that she isnt able to see fukawas face in the crowd, but going backstage and seeing the awed look on her face is more than enough to make up for that fact. she almost always giggles - maizono also tends to make the espur joke around fukawa, and she thinks its really funny when fukawa just gives her a semi irritated look and tells her that she knows it isnt true. maizono usually sticks her tongue out at her and keeps the jokes going, whether fukawa wants them or not - when it comes to dates, the two really enjoy staying inside and spending time with one another. its good for both of them, since fukawa prefers staying inside and it keeps their relationship away from bad publicity. on these dates the two of them like to cuddle up together and read good books and talk about how sappy the romance is in cheesy, poorly written books - speaking of books, once theyve been dating for a while fukawa bases a main character in one of her love novels around maizono. when maizono finally reads the published copy she ends up at fukawas door, tears streaming down her face and a big blush on her cheeks as she talks about just how happy she is and how much she loves the book - even though theyre still pretty young, maizono and fukawa like to plan their future together. theyll do this whole cloud or star gazing, and they just let their minds wander to everything the two of them could do when theyre a bit older and how happy they think theyll be together

#sayaka maizono kin #maizono sayaka kin #dangan ronpa kin #dr #dangan ronpa #touko fukawa #headcanons