Huge shoutout to @jurassiclexie who helped me find the Charlie Vickers video clip!
Also I'd like to add that I actually agree with Charlie Vickers, but only in a canonical tolkien-lore sense. But uhhh the show, uhhh... speaks for itself.
Just thinking about Sirius and Remus bro-hug each other when they meet in the shrieking shack for the first time after Sirius went to Azkaban, then almost bro-kissed in a totally platonic, non-gay way.
The pebble was light in between his fingertips. with a flick of his wrist he sent it the long way up to the window.
Plock.
alone, in the cool night, Jack plucked another stone from the ground around his feet, and tossed it in the same path.
Plock
Another. Aimed exactly for the spot the other two hit. It sailed through the sky, and Hiccup cleanly dodged out of the way,
it collided with something that crashed to the floor. Hiccup raised a brow and crossed his arms. Never broke that heavy gaze.
“What are you doing,”
“You don’t believe me.” He whispered back, pointed all the way up towards Hiccup. “I know belief and that ain’t it Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. And I’m going to make you believe in fairies!’
Since I haven’t posted in 20 days, here’s a little Killer and Error drabble.
Killer likes to follow Error around whenever he comes over to Nightmare’s castle and just basically bother him. When he does it’s not like how he goes and basically harasses others, It’s actually much more cordial, but then after a while it will start to become more flirty than anything. First just asking small things like how his day was going and what he was up to. Then going to stuff like flirtatious comments and blowing kisses in full view of Error. Soon he ends up catching on sooner rather than later and starts to flirt back with Killer when he sees him. Even though all of this I still imagine them to be just completely platonic and this is just there way of being nice to each other. (Both of them are 100% socially inept and have little to no idea to act in these types of social situations)
I’ve become aroused by Quentin more often in the safety of being alone than when we’re actually together, but even now it’s not … I’m not burning for him sexually, or maybe my body is, I don’t know. But in my mind, that’s not what I want.
It’s so frustrating, and I’m hopeless in trying to explain it to him. But I don’t feel panicked by the thought of his expectations anymore, at least.
Quentin sits back on his heels, his hazy eyes almost owlish as they traipse over my arms, chest, and stomach. He smiles a little, fingers rising of their own accord to trail through the dark hair on my stomach. He blinks, remembering himself, and pulls back. I say, “You can touch me there.”
His smile returns, unsure. “Okay. Do you …” He tugs at his zipper, looking down at it before gazing back up at me. He laughs nervously. “I’m only wearing boxers under this thing. Is that alright?”
“Yes.” I reach for him. “May I?”
Quentin swallows, nodding. “Yes.”
I fumble the first time, but quickly recover. I clasp the cool metal between my fingertips and guide the zipper down. I wonder at how simple of a thing it is, a zipper. Something I thoughtlessly use everyday, and never with the care that I do now. As the teeth separate and the furry pink of the jumpsuit slackens, inches of pale skin and ink become known.
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When you suggest sleeping together with your shirts off. Totally platonic.
Ningguang could feel Beidou's heavy breaths on her collarbone. She can also feel the captain's racing heartbeat as she stares back at her. As fierce as she could be with words; now, every word felt like ashes in her throat. The invisible spark of love dancing in the air around them as they savor each others bodies. Beidou leaned in and pressed lightly her lips on Ningguang's, her bangs brushing softly the forehead of the woman beneath her.
I just wanna live a day in people's shoes that see byler as strictly friendship. They go throughout their lives thinking: just bros being dudes. And I'm over here calculating when they're gonna hold hands, kiss and get married.
They saw Mike do everything he could to apologize to Will and NOT his own GIRLFRIEND, say asking him to be his friend was the best thing he'd ever done w tears in his eyes, smile at Will with his designated Will Byers smile™,talk to Will in a painfully soft tone compared to everyone else he talks to, look at his lips a gazillion times (being dramatic but still) and throughout everything they still go: Just guys being dudes.
Nemuri having a boxing match with her own cartoon thought bubble when she starts thinking of breaking out the [REDACTED]. Rumi and Thought Bubble Rumi (who for some reason is wearing nothing but a luchador mask, her bikini bottoms and some sunblock) are on the side cheering and eating popcorn with some beer.