#also throw in a good love bomb or i hate you ‘no you don’t’ or the ‘im sorry’ show me

[inklore]

no offense but angst leading to smut will always top everything else. argue with the wall because i ain’t hearing it ok, the yearning? the heartache that leads to hurried kisses or passionate slow ones? the face grab? the holding them as close as they can during? shut up!

#also throw in a good love bomb or i hate you ‘no you don’t’ or the ‘im sorry’ show me #ahhhhhhhh #bye #here laur goes again..

[notjustjavierpena]

The Making of Ellie - Part II

A/N: They won’t leave me alone now. God help DILF!Joel. A follow-up to Baby-Making.

Summary: You're an expert in being difficult during your first pregnancy. Few things help.

Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader/You (No y/n)

Tags: +18 Smut (MDNI!), Joel's POV, a bit of arguing, softdom!Joel is a simp and a bit of a brat tamer, pregnancy sex, rough sex, creampie, dirty talk, daddy kink if you squint.

Word count: 2.3k

Link to this work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49183051/chapters/124097539

Tempers

It turns out that pregnant you is a handful. Joel has been through it with Sarah’s mother, but he doesn’t quite remember that she was as difficult as you are turning out to be in your second trimester. You throw hissy fits, gag at the smell of his cologne, complain about him breathing too loud, make him go on snack patrols at two in the morning, cry at the sight of baby animals, yell at him until you cry for getting the wrong kind of Oreos, make him hold your hair as you throw up said Oreos.

Sarah sends him several grimaces behind your back, practically fleeing the house every time she has the opportunity to seek shelter at her boyfriend’s home to avoid the ticking bomb that you are. Joel is left with you alone, and he hates to admit it, but he absolutely loves it. 

For you, he’ll take the extra trip to the store even if you claim that he is the biggest asshole to have walked the earth. He’ll draw you baths, make dinner how you like it, kiss the top of your head as you puke, and buy you plastic flowers if the smell of real ones makes you nauseous. All this even if it has him confused, even if it bruises him a little. Your mood swings like the sixties and, luckily for you, he absolutely loves the sixties. 

“Sweetheart—“

“Don’t you fucking sweetheart me,” you seethe whilst emptying the dishwasher with a good amount of difficulty due to your growing baby bump. Joel has offered to do it several times now, and the problem, why he is getting yelled at, seems to be that you are too stubborn to admit how much strain it is on your body to bend down after the plates. 

Joel stands in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest and leaning against the frame with his shoulder. He observes the way you have a hand on your belly as you crouch down. He weighs his words, “’m just saying that—“

“I can do it,” you say but it seems mostly to be directed at yourself. Joel doesn’t show but he finds your pouty face and attitude attractive. It’s cute and sexy at the same time when your non-threatening frame yells at him, but he also likes sleeping in his own bed so he won’t tell you.

You try a different position, go after the cutlery instead of the plates. One of the forks falls to the very bottom of the dishwasher, lying between the plate racks, and you let out a frustrated growl. 

Joel cannot help the laugh that comes out of his mouth. 

“Don’t laugh at me!” Your voice breaks, tears coming out of nowhere, “Stop being mean.”

“I’m not. I’m just tryna let ya know I’m right here if ya need me to do it,” he continues, trying to hide the amusement on his face. 

You suck in a frustrated breath, then a deeper one to calm whatever emotional reaction is bubbling up inside your chest, and try one more time. You bend your knees, bump pressing into your thighs and the position puts a strain on your back. Quickly, you put a hand against the lower part of your spine, “Ow.”

Yes, he loves your stubborn attitude, your difficulty, your horrible temper tantrums. Right until now.

Joel straightens immediately at the sound of your painful discomfort. He is on you in mere seconds, not amused anymore, and with a frown on his face when he grabs your shoulders, “Right, that’s it. No more of that.”

“I can—“ 

He is the one to interrupt now, “Absolutely not.”

He guides you towards one of the chairs in the kitchen, sporting an expression of controlled anger. He knows that you value your independence, but seeing you hurt yourself, and therefore his child, in an attempt to maintain it simply won’t fly with him. 

“Sit,” his voice is stern.

Your lips are parted slightly at his command. You look doe-eyed, flushed red, and slightly shaken as you fall down into the dining chair. Joel leaves you there, not ready to have an argument with you about it, and goes to empty the stupid fucking dishwasher.

“Joel,” you squeak. 

“Not now,” he warns, “You’re fuckin’ infuriating.”

“Joel,” you try again, this time a little louder. 

“What?” He whips around, a plate in his hand that his fingers clutch harder at the sight of you; you are pressing your thighs together, breathing through your still-open mouth. You look flustered. Horny.

“Fuck me,” you plead shamelessly. You don’t try to get up. Joel feels pleased with that.

“Jesus, baby,” he tuts in disbelief.

“Please, please, please,” you continue and the tears in your eyes have only increased, holding onto the edges of your seat until your nails dig into the wood and he is sure the paint will come off the furniture.

Joel sets down the few plates in his hands on the kitchen counter. He crosses the room to stand in front of you, breath hitching in his throat as you look up at him through your lashes. Fuck, you are pretty.

“That what my baby needs?” He asks, tilting your head backward by putting a finger under your chin. He then gently cups your face, wipes a tear away with his thumb, and leans down to kiss your lips, “No hissy fits if I fuck ya? No need to run to the grocery store for cookie dough ice cream?”

“Can’t promise that, but not today at least,” you say softly, pushing out your bottom lip to make your irresistible angel face. Joel gives in so easily to you these days, knows that he’d probably do whatever unreasonable demand you asked of him today anyway — and every single day after. 

“You’re unbelievable, momma,” he chuckles, his frustrated anger having completely disappeared from his mind at how cute you are, “C’mere.”

He helps you to stand, “How you wanna do this?” 

You turn your back to him and lean down over the dining table, bump hanging out over the edge and your sensitive tits pressing into the surface. Every single drop of blood in his body rushes to his cock so fast that he feels dizzy, and whilst he is regaining his composure, you are already getting out of your comfortable bottoms and your panties. 

“Fuck, baby,” his stomach swirls at the sight of you. The top you have been wearing is crawling up over your belly as it is no longer held in place by your pants, the dimples on your back showing to him and he wants to press his thumbs into them as he has you right there.

You whine impatiently as you hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down, and it causes you to look back over your shoulder with a frown. He knows what is coming, “Get on with it then.”

“Christ, can’t even fuck you without you bein’ a pain in the ass,” he rolls his eyes and lets out a tch-sound, wants to smack your ass to shut you up. When did you become such a brat that is totally at the mercy of your hormones? He fucks you all the time. This is new. 

“Actually,” you begin and Joel sighs extra loudly at the word for dramatic effect, “There’s no fucking happening.”

“Yet,” he gives in to his urges and lets his palm connect with your ass, relishing in the lewd sound of skin being slapped. It makes you yelp, flesh jiggling as the blow vibrates through your extra pounds, “Think there’s a term called delayed gratification.”

“Just put it in, please, Joel,” you settle for begging instead. He’ll allow it. 

He doesn’t bother stepping out of his jeans, simply shoves his pants and boxers down to his knees. He grabs the swell of your hips, steps closer to the back of your thighs whilst simultaneously pulling you closer too, “Just lemme take care of my pregnant girl. Ain’t gotta be a battle all the time.”

He removes one hand from your hips to stroke himself a few times before teasing your slit, cockhead just dipping shallowly into you. He doesn’t push fully into you just yet despite his body screaming for your wet heat. It earns him a little noise, your head hanging between your shoulders and your legs shaking a little. 

“Do you understand?” He asks, sliding his dick between your damp folds and between your thighs to catch on your clit. You are obscenely wet, coating him in your natural slick as he presses between your legs. You start to rock your hips to feel any kind of friction against your cunt. He holds his cock steady for you to use, “Do you, baby?”

“Yes,” you whine with sensitivity, hips pressing back into him. He has noticed how quickly you come lately, but he isn’t going to give you that satisfaction right now unless he is balls deep inside of you, “Yes, I understand. Please.”

Joel is satisfied with that. He pulls back a little, and with his fist wrapped around his cock, he presses against your opening.

“You don’t have to do a thing, y’know. Just gotta grow my baby, and lemme do all the stupid shit ‘round the house,” he enters you in one go, pushing all the way to the back of your soft and pregnant cunt. You engulf him so easily with how soaked and warm you are, accepting his girth without hesitation. 

He lets go of the base of his cock when he is sheathed inside you and lets his hand come up around your waist to rub your swollen belly. He is gentle when he does that, resting a large palm under the roundness of it to keep the strain at a minimum. 

“That’s what I’m good for?” You egg him on, wanting a reaction; in this case getting fucked stupid, “Just lounging around and getting stuffed with cock?”

“Yeah, whenever you please, I might add,” he groans with you at the first snaps of his hips. He settles a rhythm. Fucks you hard, rushed, and desperately right there against the breakfast table until the vase of flowers on it nearly tumbles to the floor with how much the furniture shakes.

Nobody can blame him, he thinks as he pounds you until you are a crying mess. If anyone had had your delicious cunt for months with a stupid piece of rubber between you, they sure would lose control themselves when they had the chance to fuck you without it. The fact that he gets to as often as he does makes him the luckiest man alive.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” you pant weakly, turning your head to rest your cheek against the surface. The hand on your hip slides up to rub between your shoulder blades, soothing you when he notices tears running down your nose.

“Shhh, I got ya, momma,” he reassures. He presses his other hand against your bump to angle your hips slightly and finally gets the opening to glide over your g-spot repeatedly. It makes you shout, eyes screwing shut whilst the sound of your crying reverberates through the tiny kitchen.

He knows your body so well, can sense that you are close after he’s started to reach so deep inside of you. Your moans grow louder, the pitch of them climbing higher with each of his thrusts and it’s downright filthy. He wants your voice to crack, and it so often does with how puffy and hot your cunt always is these days. You come so hard for him.

“Joel— I’m gonna come,” your breathing is so rapid, walls fluttering around his dick and tugging him closer to his own inevitable demise. There’s a moment where your stuttering whimpers come to a halt, breath caught in your throat for less than a second before you exhale sharply. 

The sensation of your cunt spasming around him pulls him in and nearly makes him unable to keep going. Your voice does indeed break, sweat breaks at the small of your back and you sob loudly as your pussy grips him hard enough to send him right to the edge.

“Come in me,” you mewl, can probably feel his cock pulse and grow inside of you. Your voice is weak, legs barely able to hold yourself up after your climax, “Please, Daddy.” 

The nickname has a direct line to his cock. He comes in the next moment, a loud moan slipping from his mouth at the first white rope that shoots out and coats you from the inside. He fucks into you through his orgasm, wet sounds becoming more obscene as his release mixes with your slick. 

Joel holds you steady as he pulls out of you, guiding you to sit down on the chair once more despite being naked on your lower half. He’ll clean up after you, leave the kitchen without evidence of your sinful actions. 

“Okay?” He asks after hurriedly tugging on his clothes again to tend to you. He rubs a hand over your belly, “Didn’t go too hard?”

“Stop fussing,” you say with the most blissed-out smile on your face. He appreciates that there is at least one way of dealing with your horrible temper, “I’m fine. Just tired.”

“Wait here,” he orders but you don’t show signs of getting up from your seat anytime soon.

He leaves to get a flannel from the bathroom, soaks it in lukewarm water to not make it feel uncomfortable against your spent pussy. Though before approaching you again, he digs a hand into the back of the kitchen cabinet to fish out a little reward. 

“Oooh, gimme,” you perk up, making grabby hands as he holds out a Double Creme packet of Oreos. You tear the wrappings off, stuffing one into your mouth, and do a happy dance as he cleans you up.

“Was all you needed, huh?” He chuckles, knelt on the floor in front of you.

“Dick or Oreos?” You tease, chewing obnoxiously loud to irritate him. 

“Charmin’,” he shakes his head, “Are ya happy?”

“Happy wife, happy life,” you argue before stuffing another cookie into your mouth.

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[lowkeycasanova]

the fans love you

i feel like we all know that a lot of vinnie's fans send/spread hate whenever he's simply seen with a girl, but i decided to write this headcanon in which it's the opposite. where the fans absolutely love you

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At first he didn’t know how to approach the situation. You know, finally telling everyone he has a girlfriend. He was also nervous about the reactions. Not that he gave a fuck about what people were to say about him, it was you he was worried about.

And how would he do it? Would he make a tik tok? Would he post a selfie with you on his Instagram story and let people put two and two together?

You told him you didn’t care about what other people thought. Well, maybe deep down you cared a little. Who wouldn’t? But at the end of the day, you couldn’t control what other people said about you and their jealousy.

Vinnie didn’t know the photo had been taken until Jett sent it to him. It was a picture of Vinnie sitting on the couch, you in his lap, kissing each other with your hands caressing his face and his hands wrapped around your waist. Whoever took it was at a distance and zoomed in to take it. It was a chill night at the house. You thought you were alone. Guess not.

Vinnie said, “fuck it”, and posted the picture on Instagram. It was the third picture out of six for his camera roll dump. And tagged you.

You braced yourself for the comments/notifications. Vinnie was giddy with excitement as he knew he just dropped the bomb and there was no going back now.

You told yourself that you were just gonna ignore it for now. Check back in maybe three days.

It hadn’t even been thirty minutes and you opened the app. Disregarding the new activity on your end, you went straight to his comment section.

“oh so we hard launching now?”

“babe, that don’t look like me”

“This was my last straw”

“bout to take a bath with a toaster”

“I’m actually sick”

“Who tf is this?”

“SHES GORGEOUS”

“Y’all acting like he want y’all.”

“You two are so cute!!”

“W post”

Of course there were going to be negative ones. But to your surprise, it wasn’t as bad as you thought. There were also a good number of positive ones.

You go to your notifications and it’s flooded. Again, the negative comments were there. Some asking who you were and why you were with Vinnie. Some putting the throwing up emoji. Nothing that you didn’t expect. Even Vinnie was surprised at the response, so far. He was sure he was gonna have to tell some people off.

In the days to come, he started posting you more since it the relationship was no longer a “secret”. And honestly, it came natural, not looking like he was trying to show everyone he had a girlfriend. He posted you like he would post his friends.

You did the same. Although you both made sure that a lot of things were kept private.

His fans loved that they could see Vinnie from your point of view on your insta story. They loved seeing him act silly while y’all were out to lunch or out shopping because you dragged him. You liked being able to give them that content.

When he would post a video on tik tok and you were in it, some people would be like “she’s OUR gf” and he’d be like “bro what?”

You had an account of your own but wouldn’t post all that often. Vinnie’s fans would comment on his videos, telling him to tell you to post more.

When he streams, he’ll get a lot of “where’s y/n?” comments from viewers. Sometimes they would ask so much that he literally has to say that you’re not even there at the house. He would fake being offended that they weren’t playing attention to his game play. Not that he could blame them. He couldn’t stop thinking about you either.

There would be mail sent to the P.O. box with Vinnie’s name on the packaging label but every single item was for you.

When out in public, fans were just as excited to meet you. You can’t even count how many selfies you took with them.

Even the guy fans. Now, Vinnie isn’t the type to really get jealous, but you could tell something was up by how clingy he got after.

It’s like they loved you more than him and honestly, Vinnie couldn’t have been happier at the turnout.

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[cowboyfromh3ll]

Charles smith is usually a very quiet, reserved man. But when he hears Micah insult fem!reader (Whom charles is sweet on) for rejecting his advances, the reader pushes him away, which he responded with slapping her hard enough for her to fall down.

Charles couldn't help himself, and he tackled Micah and would have beat him to death if Arthur and John didn't pull him on.

Afterwards, after his adrenaline seems to wear off, he starts to feel pain in his knuckles. The reader pulls him aside to set his broken knuckle back into place and to wrap his hand up. She thanks him with a kiss :) fluffy, angsty, the works <3

Million Dollar Man

(Charles Smith x Fem!Reader)

This was so cute. I love my followers' reqs. Also I have a near identical request after this which is kinda freaky but they are literally asking for the exact same thing and idk how to do a different spin on this so this will be for both of y'all anons whoever you are.

Warnings: Man on woman violence, then man on man

There was something about the vulgarity of a man that made you all the more appalled with them. Often when Micah would be near you, you’d have to swallow hard in fear that you might abruptly throw up on your shoes. There was nothing appealing about the man. Whenever he spoke to you, you would’ve liked to wring his neck for disturbing your peace. And his tepid attempts at flirting were described as otherwise laughable. His initial advances were turned down politely, not something you wanted to make a big deal out of. But he was consistent, so much so that your patience began to wear down with him. 

You once giggled and waved your hand dismissively, repeating reluctant no’s over and over until Micah finally got tired and left you alone. It seemed to be a ticking time bomb though, because the next time he approached you his advances would increase tenfold. Walking around freely in camp felt like walking on eggshells, and you’d often have to duck behind someone anytime you heard the familiar raspy, drawl of Micah. Your polite refusals slowly transformed into you demanding he leave you alone, hoping and praying that one of the men in camp would come over and help you get rid of him. Occasionally it’d get as bad as Micah calling you a whore, before throwing a flurry of other insults at you and storming off angrily. It was times like these you wished you were a man, so you could possess the same mass as one to hopefully beat the hell out of Micah. But your limber body provided no such abilities. 

“C’mon sweetheart, just let me take you on one date.” He invited himself over to your tent, leaning on the wagon situated behind it with crossed arms, eyeing you uncomfortably. You were sitting there with Mary-Beth, who was just as uncomfortable, and frankly scared, as you were. She offered you a sympathetic look, mouthing a “sorry” to you before averting her gaze back to her sewing. 

“Micah, for the last time, leave me alone already. I said no.” You were firm in your inflection, your body rigid and shaking out of irritation and fear. As much as you hated the man, he also intimidated you. You knew how violent he could get, and the fact remained in the back of your mind always. 

“You don’t know what you’re missing out on.” He insisted, chuckling afterwards in a way that made you swallow a gag of disgust. His attempts at having a sugar sweet laugh that could seduce you were fruitless, sounding instead like the metallic screech of a train braking. 

“I could show you a real good time…” He added.

You stood at once, gathering your things to move elsewhere in camp and bidding Mary-Beth a silent farewell. You bunched your fabrics and sewing materials against your lap, moving to walk away until you felt Micah clamp his hand down on your upper arm. You tried to push him off but he was using all his strength. 

“You ain’t going nowhere.”

“Micah, you're hurting me.” You warned him, your voice inflected with actual fear. It wasn’t so much the pain but the act of him holding onto you that felt so awful, the knowledge that he was the one in control of the situation. You weren’t sure, despite his violent streak, if he’d actually hit you right now. But he definitely wasn’t opposed to using applied force.

“This is the last time you say no to me, you hear?!” He yanked you towards him by the arm, looking to Mary-Beth, who had already gone up and left to retrieve someone for help. When your chest met his, you dropped your materials and instinctively put up your arm between the two of you, your elbow acting as a protective barrier. You shoved as hard as you could, just barely managing to push him off of you. 

“Let me go you fucking creep!”

Before you could even register him stepping forward, he delivered a heavy slap to your face. Your body jerked to one side from the force of the slap causing you to fall on your hip. You raised your elbow once again to protect yourself from the fall, promptly moving to cup your stinging cheek. You were seething at this point. 

“What the fuck?!” Your voice trembled in your rage, squeezing your eyes hard with each blink so as to not allow tears to escape. You dare not look up at him again in fear, only staring at the ground beneath you. You hoped to god people from around camp had noticed by now. 

God himself seemed to have answered your prayers, because not a second later you turned to see Micah tackled by Charles. With a guttural yell, he pinned Micah down to the floor, swinging his fists at him with his full force. You weren’t sure of the force intended by Charles, but the impact of his fists alone caused Micah’s flesh to lacerate, forming raw gashes that began to bleed in seconds. Charles’ anger was near animalistic, seeing red and blinded by rage as he continued to strike Micah’s face, who was helplessly clawing at him in an attempt to get him off. You’re sure he would’ve killed him, if not for the fact that Arthur and John had to pry him off. You hadn’t even registered the horrified screams of people around camp, some even clicking their tongues and slyly commenting that Micah was asking for it.

You felt two gentle hands lift you up, presumably Miss Grimshaw, who was frantically asking you if you were alright. You whispered out a yes, the stinging of your cheek reduced to a throbbing warmth. No one offered Micah any help in getting up; everyone was far too focused on getting Charles’ to calm down so he wouldn’t charge him again. 

Once the dust settled, you insisted you were fine and walked past Miss Grimshaw, approaching Charles who still seemed to be grappling with his anger and keeping it in check. In unison, the two of you looked at eachother and asked, “Are you okay?”

The two of you stared at each other, and you felt a small laugh bubble up in you at the coincidence, Though your amusement was replaced by horror when you looked down at Charles’ left fist, which was swollen and bruised. 

“Oh my god!” You cried, moving to cradle his hand but promptly retracting your own when you heard him hiss. “Your hand! It’s broken!” You looked back up at him in concern, feeling the heavy weight of guilt settle within you like a boulder thrown into a lake before sinking to the waterbed. He shook his head, wincing as the pain became more prominent as his adrenaline wore off. 

“Don’t worry about me. Are you okay? Micah hit you pretty hard… I…” Charles pursed his lips at the very mention of his name, having to suck in a deep breath before he looked back at you. You shook your head, grabbing Charles’ arm and leading him to your tent. 

“I’m fine! But we need to tend to your hand asap.” You sat him on a crate just outside your tent, briefly venturing inside before remerging with some bandages you had sourced from your satchel. You sat before him on your knees, taking his massive hand into your own. You felt your heart swell in tenderness for him, wanting to throw yourself on him as an embrace to thank him for the valiant act. 

“You didn’t have to do that…” You began carefully coiling the bandages around his knuckles, looking back up at his face occasionally to spot any signs of pain you might be causing. 

“He had it coming anyways. It was bound to happen. But I’m sorry it had to happen this way.” He motioned to your cheek once again, which was still a flush red. You were sure it would bruise, but you tried not to think about it. As you tightened the bandages around his fist, he hissed, his body jerking slightly. 

“I’m sorry…” You stilled your ministrations, looking up at him with a pout. 

“No it’s okay… Thank you. This means a lot. And it was worth it to defend you from the scum bag Micah.” He smiled warmly at you in a way that made you giddy.

“Well.. thank you for that. It was actually quite satisfying to see.” You admitted with a sly smile, breaking into laughter. 

“Anytime, I mean it. Anytime.” 

You finished wrapping his knuckle up, planting a gentle kiss on it to finish your care off; a bold act that left you internally panicking. But he found it rather cute, and continued to hold your hand as he moved to stand.

The final act of your boldness would be you leaning forward and landing a kiss on Charles’ lips, leaving him standing there in bewilderment and pleasant surprise. 

“Thank you, again.” You cooed, your face burning up and blending in with the shade of your already red cheek. In the morning, your cheek would ache with the memory of the pain inflicted on you, but your heart would swell in remembrance of your salvation.

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Million Dollar Man - Lana Del Rey

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[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Take A Fucking Hint

Steve Rogers x plus size reader

Steve is incredibly oblivious to the big hints that his girlfriend drops whenever they kiss and it takes his best friends knocking some sense into him for him to get it.

Warnings: implied smut, fluff, Steve is a naive baby, lots of kissing

WC: 1.5k

Minors DNI

Steve Rogers had his first kiss in 1931. It had been his 13th birthday and for the life of him, he couldn’t remember the girl’s name. But when the fireworks went off, she shyly asked him if he would like a kiss in lieu of a birthday gift. Her lips were chapped and tasted like the cotton candy she had just eaten, it was barely even a peck but Steve thought it was magical.

The next time Steve kissed someone was right above Howard Stark’s lab with an officer who yanked him into a corner, eager to have her way with him. The kiss was tinged with a lust he couldn’t comprehend. He didn’t hate it but he also didn’t like it, it felt wrong to him. A kiss should be an expression of love, he thought, not some desire for someone based only on their body.

Peggy Carter kissed him next. It was in the middle of a battle as they chased down a plane loaded with bombs. It was fuelled with adrenaline and desperation, like they knew they would never see each other again. 

Natasha Romanoff was his next kiss. She teased him relentlessly about it. It was sloppy and unpracticed and very weird considering he thought of the former assassin as a sister. Then, it was Peggy’s great niece Sharon.

But nothing compared to the way you kissed him. You kissed Steve like it was the only thing keeping you alive. You hadn’t been together long, just two months but it was more than enough time for him to fall utterly in love with you. You taught him how to love, how to ask for affection and attention.

But mainly, you taught him how to kiss. Quick pecks when you woke up, both of you still half asleep and with morning breath. Affectionate, have a good day kisses when you left for work. ‘I’m glad you’re alive’ kisses when he returned from missions. And finally, his favourite ones; the ‘I need to feel your body against mine right now’, when your tongues tangled, your breath mingled together as you tried to swallow each other whole, but those always ended as quickly as they started.

You were at the compound with him today, Tony needed your help with engineering a new AI system for the jet. “I don’t know when we’ll finish up tonight so how about you come steal me away for lunch today?” Your hands tugged on the labels of his leather jacket, pulling his body closer to your own. Steve smiled wildly as he looked down at you, so utterly enamoured by your presence.

“Now that is the best idea I’ve heard today.” His hands hovered over your wide hips, not yet touching you. He still struggled with PDA, especially when he was so conflicted as to whether he deserved your touch and wanted to throw you down and have his way with you constantly. Your arms moved up his strong chest to wrap around his neck.

Your eyes were hooded, heavy with desire that sent a shiver through him. “Well then Cap, how about you reward me for having such a good idea.” His lips met your with a practiced ease, a warm feeling filling his gut. Your lips felt like coming home, like a safe place where he could just be. He tilted his head, eager to deepen the kiss.

You moaned into his mouth, your grip on him tightening as the air ignited with a white hot passion. “Hey suckerfish! Break it up! I need my assistant to actually be able to breathe without a geriatric man sucking on her face.” Steve groaned as you pulled away to glare at the billionaire. Tony stood several feet away with his arms crossed over his chest like a disappointed father.

“First off Stark, I am not your assistant. Second, I will kiss my insanely hot boyfriend whenever I want as is my right.” Steve chuckled, pressing one last kiss to your forehead before stepping back and giving you a gentle shove towards the lab doors.

You looked at him clearly offended. “I’ll find you for lunch. Try not to kill Tony.” 

“I’ll kill him if I wanna kill him.” You muttered but walked away anyway, the cutest frown on your face. He chuckled and turned as the doors slid closed behind you, and came face to face with a smug looking Bucky and a disgusted Sam.

“You two are nasty. Why don’t you just fuck at home before work like normal people.” Steve’s face went beat red at Sam’s comment. Bucky guffawed, shoving him with his shoulder.

“Don’t you know they haven’t done the deed yet. Apparently, they’re ‘taking it slow’. Which is just code for Steve has a girlfriend way out of his league and he doesn’t know how to handle it.” 

“Hey!” He objected. “That is our business, not yours. Besides, how do you know we haven’t.” Bucky rolled his eyes at his best friend’s childish retort.

He clapped a hand against Steve’s shoulder. “Oh you poor dumb man, it is incredibly obvious.” Sam joined him on his other side, taking his other shoulder.

“We have so much to teach you.” They guided him away from the lab, intending on educating their lost friend. 

——————

Steve felt like he was in sex ed again, except this was so much worse. They were in one of the many conference rooms on the compound, a white board had been dragged in from a storage room and was now covered in crude drawings that were borderline lewd.

“Now that we have the basics down, you need to understand the nuances of women’s hints.” Sam started but Steve sighed, resting his head in his hands.

“She would have told me if she wanted to have… sex. And she hasn’t so I haven’t gone any further than kissing.” Both men groaned in aggravation. They had been at this for an hour now, trying to get it into Steve’s head that you just wanted to get laid but he wasn’t listening.

“All right, look. What does she do every time you kiss?” The office chair creaked as Steve leaned back in it. His hand scrubbed down his jaw, running over the smooth skin.

“She always pulls me closer to her like she doesn’t want me running away and then puts her arms around my neck.” Bucky nodded thoughtfully, a slightly proud glint in his grey eyes.

“Just as I thought.” Sam muttered, taking a seat right in front of the Captain. “When a woman or whoever does that with the person they are kissing, it’s a signal for the other person to touch them.” Steve’s head tilted questioningly.

“But I do touch her.” 

“Yes but how?” Bucky picked up where Sam left off. “Just her hips?” Steve gave a curt nod. “Ok, next time she kisses you, hold her by the small of her back, or even better, one hand at the base of her neck and the other on her ass. Just trust me.” He patted Steve’s back and walked out of the room like he had just told him the meaning of like.

Sam scoffed but followed him out, yelling down the hall about how much of a drama queen he was being. Bucky retorted but Steve was too lost in his thoughts to consciously hear what they were saying to each other. Maybe he should try it.

——————

As usual with your ‘lunch breaks’ with Steve, he had dragged you into an empty office to make out for a while before you both had to get back to work. And as usual, your arms were around his neck, fingers buried in his short blonde hair as he lightly gripped your hips.

You could live in Steve’s lips. They were always so soft, like he was constantly using chapstick. He tasted like coffee and jam pastries. You let him guide your chin upwards so he could kiss along your soft jaw. But then, he did something new.

His hands moved slowly to the base of your spine, his warm touch making goosebumps erupt all over your body. You moaned quietly into the still air of the office, the sound barely covered by the hum of the air conditioner. 

Apparently the noises you were making gave him an ego boost because suddenly he was holding the back of your neck tightly, keeping your head still as he took what he wanted from you. “Steve!” You gasped and felt him smirk against the skin of your throat. His other hand was placed firmly on your plump ass, something he never dared to try.

Your body thrummed with an arousal you had never felt before. This was an entirely new Steve and you were loving it. “What’s gotten into you, Stevie?” You asked breathlessly. His head lifted from where he had been nibbling on your collarbone, his blue eyes black with desire.

“I learned how to take a hint.” Safe to say that lunch went well into the night.

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untouchable

pairing: daniel ricciardo x you

tags: friends to lovers; unrequited love; mutual pining

warnings: drinking, mature, swearing, sexting

words: 16541

summary:

“I bet I can make you fall in love with me.”

“Well, I bet I can make you fall in love with me first.”

They say after drinking a bottle of tequila.

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Your friendship with Daniel has always been like a ticking bomb, ready to explode any time. Since the first day you met, things were very intense and… fiery. Apart from that little detail, you were inseparable, even when Daniel broke his arm and needed to stay at the hospital for the night, you stayed and slept beside him in the bed. And you totally hate hospitals.

But what really made things hard for the outsiders to handle your friendship was that both of you are very, very competitive, always wanting to do better and be better. Alex says it’s a healthy thing, to push yourself to the limit and try to be a better person. Pierre is the one that hates it with all of his guts, he always thought you would end up killing each other one day.

When the bets started, things got even worse.

The first bet in all those years of friendship started when you were just thirteen years old, when both of you were still in the school’s soccer team. It was a summer afternoon, when Daniel had his first real and official match as a team and you, being the great best friend you were, went there to watch and support him. After winning it, the coach took the team to eat pizza in a small diner near the soccer field where the match had been held.

The pizza was so good you said aloud “I bet I could eat a whole pizza alone.” Daniel peered you with the corner of his eyes, watching a string of cheese get stuck in your chin. Daniel pointed with his fingers where you should clean your face.

“I bet I could eat a whole pizza plus an extra slice. Alone.” Daniel voiced, his eyes piercing you, which just raised one of your eyebrows.

“With peppers and pineapple?” Daniel aggressively nodded at your words.

Daniel could fulfill his bet and actually ate more than a whole pizza alone, with all the peppers and pineapple. But that led him to stay in the hospital for an entire day with an upset stomach. He won the bet anyways, so it gave him some confidence, even if you laughed his ass off while Daniel was throwing up his guts during the night.

The second time it happened, it was some months later and, this time, you were the one to start the bet. You were in football practice, just some days away from an important game for both teams. You caught yourself thinking about Daniel’s long legs. They were so lean he could run ten laps around the field in minutes. At that time, you still had short legs, making it difficult for you to run as fast as Daniel.

“I bet I can finish ten laps faster than you.” You started to stretch your legs and noticed a grin around Daniel’s lips.

“You know I’m always up to beat you up in a bet.” And he fully smiled at you.

You snorted “I’ve been practicing my time. It’s way closer to yours than you might think it is.” Daniel shrugged, not really buying your improvement in running.

You and Daniel got set up and started the laps. Daniel was so fast in the beginning, but you did indeed improve your running and could beat him up so easily. Daniel felt bitter about it later. After you finished, you were feeling glorious about you winning and he needed to put his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

“It doesn’t matter if you win or not, we aren’t from the athlete’s team anyways. We play soccer.” You rolled his eyes at your words “Let’s upgrade this bet a little.”

“I’m listening.” You said.

“Who scores the most during our next game wins.” You know Daniel is better at scoring, that’s why he’s the forward of the team. Daniel seems pleased with the bet, but it would be too easy for you to not even try hard and accept your loss. There’s no point in winning something if you don’t have a regard for it in the end “And the loser has to shave all of their head.”

You thought twice about the bet. You’ve never even thought about cutting your hair short, imagine shaving it. You were not even sure your parents would allow something like that, but you agreed, excited with your newest bet.

The next monday, Daniel appeared at school with his head shaved.

At some point, Pierre started to get worried with your competitive asses and tried to stop it. It wasn’t healthy at all in his opinion, especially when you started to grow up and you weren’t from the soccer team anymore, so the bets started to get serious.

Like when you were sixteen and you bet who could stack more books on the foot while upside down. It became a school’s event, everyone stopped to watch you two struggle while all of the blood in your bodies was flowing to your heads.

After ten books on each, you fainted, causing the whole school to freak out, especially Pierre who almost started crying when you were still unconscious.

You had to give your Percy Jackson collection to Daniel after losing that bet.

After the fainting event, you stopped with the bets for some years, until you were in their last year of high school and you decided you needed to shake things up once more “I bet you to go to the school’s radio during the class break, take the mic and scream ‘ HULAHOOPOHOOPIN ’ .”

“Just HULAHOOPOHOOPIN ?” Daniel asked.

“Yeah, you’re right, scratch that. I bet you to go to the school’s radio during the class break, take the mic and scream ‘ HULAHOOPOHOOPIN, I’m Daniel Ricciardo from 3-C and I have two penises ’ .”

Daniel never felt so betrayed by himself before for encouraging you to do worse with him.

The next day a girl came and asked him what two penises could do. 

°°°

In university, the bets started to involve alcohol too, leading things to a whole different and dangerous level. But since Pierre was always around you two, nothing deathly happened, just Daniel in the ER taking glucose shots in his vein after drinking a whole bottle and a half of vodka alone. Plus some other things - but you like to forget that part - and label Daniel as a ‘ light weight ’, in your opinion.

“It’s been a while since the last time we bet something.” You say, leaning against the kitchen’s counter of Charles’ house. Daniel is opening the second bottle of tequila for you, since you two have been drinking alone in the kitchen while everyone else is playing some card game in the living room.

“Sometimes you forget that our last bet led me to break up with my girlfriend, so yeah, we stopped with the bets for real.” Daniel says it in a bitter tone with a grimace in his face. He remembers your bet with him: who could run the longest naked around the campus without getting caught by the security. You never actually went running naked, you were in your bikinis, only Daniel did indeed get fully naked.

Daniel’s ex-girlfriend didn’t like it, everyone seeing his boyfriend’s hot body naked and talking about it for the rest of the year.

“She was a coward. Everyone, even the ones that aren’t close to you, know that you have a six pack anyways.” Daniel drinks another shot of tequila and glances at you. He looks totally drunk, his eyes almost shut and a corny smile on his lips.

“You just say that because no one said anything about your body.” Daniel knows that gets on your fragile spot, because you always want attention and praise, but no one really cared about you when your best friend Daniel was showing off his nice butt around. Which was odd because Daniel thinks you have a really good body, maybe not as muscular as Daniel’s, but still, nice thighs and curves.

“Yeah, because I’m a girl and it wouldn’t be nice to comment on my body around campus.” You roll your eyes “And I didn’t even go past my dorm’s door.”

“Yeah, sure.” Daniel chuckles “Oh, some of them remembered the two penises thing. Turns out I only have one, sadly.”

Daniel does the face he always does when he’s being sarcastic and you hate it, because you’re the sarcastic one in your friendship and what’s the point of being sarcastic if you’re going to give it away with your expression? “I thought people would let it die in high school.”

“They were really interested in my two penises, you know.” You punch Daniel’s arm, but he doesn’t feel a thing because his body is already numb and you are not that strong “Even with only one penis, I may be more interesting than you.”

You gasp “I have my charms too, Daniel. I’m hard to get, but a bunch of people are interested in me, for your information.”

And Daniel wheezes.

“I bet they are.”

“What do you mean by that?” You hiss and squint your eyes in Daniel’s direction. Daniel says all sorts of things when he’s drunk, but he’s playing with a side of your insecurities that is really sensible.

“I mean that it’s hard for you to make people fall for you. You always look so mighty and when someone tries to get closer to you, you always push them away.” Daniel shrugs, as if what he’s saying is nothing, but it gets deep in you.

Daniel is your best friend, but still he doesn’t know how to deal with your feelings most of the time, maybe because you never show what you’re truly feeling in your core.

“They fall for me, you’re just not around.” You say, trying not to sound as pathetic as you feel.

“Yeah? Could you name them for me then?” Daniel takes another shot.

“I could if I cared about them, but I don’t so…” That could fool Daniel, especially when drunk. You can be really cold when you want to and Daniel knows it.

“Not a single name from the people that technically fell in love with you? A one night stand, maybe? Nothing?” Daniel continues to try to get something from you, but it only makes you more and more nervous with your conversation “That’s bullshit, just assume people don’t have interest in you because you’re not that appealing and that’s okay, you don’t need to be a lady killer or whatever.”

That’s easy to say when you’re literally the heartthrob from campus , you think.

Even if you have your reasons for not being tempting in others eyes, you can’t just say it in front of Daniel like it means nothing to you. Daniel is too drunk and wouldn’t understand your reasons anyways.

Your mind is foggy with all the alcohol you drank with Daniel. The second bottle is almost empty already, the liquor disappearing faster than you imagined. You think of something Daniel would say if this conversation was the opposite, if you were the one accusing Daniel of being untouchable and impersonal. Daniel would get at the main point of the conversation and use it in his favor, so you do the same.

“I bet I can make you fall in love with me, Daniel.” You hiccup, glaring in Daniel’s direction. The latter grins because he knows what you are doing. Trying to scare him . But Daniel isn’t the type to bolt away from your bets and panic with it, he’s the one to embrace them and make you regret betting with him in the first place. It was always like this.

“Well, I bet I can make you fall in love with me first, cupcake.”

The mood completely changes in between you, because as Daniel says those words, you lick your lips and smirks, reaching for the bottle next to Daniel. You could blame everything in the booze you drank so you did close the gap between you and Daniel, touching the latter’s chest with your fingers.

You obviously never flirted with Daniel before, your friendship never got that intimate, but Daniel can feel that you are already trying to make a move in his direction. You’re too close, with your expression showing anything, but innocence and Daniel takes a deep breath, because you are serious about whatever you were just talking about seconds ago.

“Deal.” You whisper next to Daniel’s ears.

Maybe Daniel is the type to panic a little, just a bit.

°°°

“Jesus fucking christ, calm down.” Alex rolls his eyes, sitting in your bed. He watches you pacing around in your room, panicking with every little cell in your body. You are close to having a breakdown “Can’t you just quit the bet?”

“Alexander, I love you, but do I look like a quitter to you?” You let a hand go through your  hair, messing it a little bit, trying to think of a way to get out of the bet without sounding like you’re chickening out, which you totally are “W-What if he touches me, Alex? Like, intimately touches me. I would probably have a heart attack.”

“I still can’t believe you started this bet about who falls in love with who first,” Alex sighs, pulling a strand of his hair out of his sight “when you’re already in love with the person.”

“I WAS DRUNK.” You snort because you don't want to believe you actually did that. Daniel would win the bet, he already did actually, and plus he will get to know about your feelings, you’ve been hiding them for so fucking long. It’s bullshit letting Daniel know about them now, after so many years “It’s your fault, actually. You started that crappy card game you know both me and Daniel hate, so we left to drink and that’s when things got out of control.”

“You started a bet out of your free will with your best friend, how is that MY fault?” 

“That’s not the main point here, Alex. I need to think of how I will conquer him and not give myself in with his first attempts. No… I can’t, I need to at least try to hold myself back from it.” You stop and stare at Alex “From where should I begin to try to seduce him? I need a plan.”

“Okay, let’s see. He’s your best friend, so you should know what he likes and what makes him hot… at least the basics. Focus on those things and it’ll be a complete success.” Alex says it like it’s the easiest thing to do.

Maybe he’s a maneater and knows how to steal others' hearts with a snap of his finger, but you don't have much background to work with. People are always trying to win him over, not the other way around.

“Uhm… Daniel likes touching, things like grabbing his thigh during meals and cuddling, but he’s also really into sexting, I guess?” You start thinking about everything you know from your best friend “I don’t know if I can be this risky with him. Not like this, as his friend.”

Alex blinks twice “I honestly don’t wanna know how you know the sexting part, but you have your plan here. Grab him whenever you can and cuddle with him before going to sleep. Also text him like you normally would, but put something spicy in it. Like… invite him for dinner! In my apartment, so he won’t suspect anything.”

You laugh, out of nervousness “What should I do? Be clingy with him the whole night? You know he’s trying to win this too, right? If I do something like that, I might be the one enjoying it more than him.”

“I don’t know. You’ll figure it out once you’re doing it.” Again, you snort. You want to tell Alex it’s useless trying anything, but don't want to sound like your friend isn’t helping you at all “Let’s not panic and think about solutions to your plan.”

“Ok, I’m going to invite him for dinner in your apartment. Play it simple, some slight touches and some flirting…” You say, holding your hands.

Maybe Daniel is right and you have no idea how to do these things, not even how you should make someone pay attention to you. You’re useless when the main point is love life and things related to it.

“Maybe… try kissing him at the end of the night? Oh, Pierre would have a heart attack if he saw it happening.” Alex laughs and gets up from the bed.

Your group of friends consists of your friend’s from the football team. You’ve known each other since kids, they would indeed find it weird if you and Daniel became more than friends. None of them ever thought of you in a different way than everyone’s beloved friend. You don’t want to mess up that too.

“Alex, jesus fucking christ, if I kiss him I might, I don’t know, melt right there in front of him. I already told you, I don’t want him to notice I like him.” You roll your eyes, feeling your heart start racing only by thinking about kissing Daniel.

“Look, I can’t help you with a lot of tips because things like this come easily to me, but I can help with something else. Give me your phone.” Alex says.

You raise an eyebrow, thinking if you should really give your cellphone to Alex. You couldn’t invite Daniel for this kind of dinner alone, you’re sure of it, and Alex might really help. So you hand the phone. Alex gives a giggle and starts typing, making some pauses to think, and going back to it again.

“So, what are you doing?” Alex does a dramatic last touch on the screen and gives it back to you, with a small grin around his lips.

You read the message on your phone.

mybuttercup said: hey, so we’re having dinner tonight at Alex’s. at 8pm.

mybuttercup said: bring that wine i like ;)

And immediately Daniel replies.

danirik said: ok… but which wine you’re talking about tho?

“This is what you call spicy? I could’ve done better alone.” You feel frustrated after reading the simple texts and Alex just shrugs “But that’s enough, he’ll never guess this is a trap for me to seduce him.”

“I’ll invite Pierre and the boys too, so it won’t be too awkward for me while you two are flirting.” You sit in your bed for a moment, your mind spinning with how much you need to think now “We should eat pizza.”

You nod because you don't really mind that much what the menu will be for the night, you need to organize his thoughts about what you intend to do with Daniel. You need to prove to Daniel that you’re playing seriously and you can make Daniel feel the slightest of attraction towards him. You need to prove that to yourself too, or else, everything Daniel said to you will be one hundred percent true, and you hate that you’re not lovable. You need to think people actually fall for you.

The first thing you come to a conclusion, is that the grabbing thigh under table is a must.

°°°

“Use your best cologne, she likes men that smell good.” Pierre yells when Daniel comes out of the bathroom “And let your curls down, she likes it too.”

Sometimes Daniel thinks Pierre is your best friend and not him, but it’s just that there are things that you won’t speak about with Daniel. Like your love life, or sex life, or whatever. You just mention the basics, a date with a girl you met in the bar or that you kissed a cute freshman from Daniel’s history class in a party. No details, rarely names, or if you think you’ll have a future with this lover or not. It’s very impersonal like everything you do in your life.

But with Pierre, you normally say all the little details and answer every question Pierre does, even the personal ones. Daniel can feel a small sting of jealousy, bothering him every time he thinks about the matter, every time he remembers that he is your second option sometimes, while you are always his first.

Daniel decides to dress the way he always does when he wants to get someone’s attention: black t-shirt and skinny jeans. Once you said he looked hot in a suit, but laughed it off some seconds later, saying you preferred the normal shirt and jeans look better, so Daniel kept that in mind since then.

“Do you have any idea of how you’ll win this?” Pierre enters the room, holding his shoes in his hands “Like, okay, you can look hot for her, but she saw you naked already so many times, that won’t change much? You need to think about how to win her heart, not only make her horny.”

“Her being horny would be enough… I mean, she could fall in love with me because of her hormones and my-”

“This is not the way to go, I think.” Pierre starts, totally cutting Daniel “It’s hard to get into her core, you should try something tender. Show her you’re really intending to make her fall in love with you, that you’re the love of her life, not just a sexual attraction.” Pierre finishes putting his shoes on and looks at Daniel “She can have anyone’s body and you know it. You need to be different and conquer her heart.”

Daniel thinks through about what Pierre said and maybe his friend is right. You had countless relationships, but none of them were really that important to you; the moment you broke up with the person, you wouldn’t care about them anymore. Daniel can’t aim for something like that, he needs to go somewhere no one tried to go before and bloom your deepest feelings.

He already knows what to do. Even if you run to Pierre’s direction sometimes, Daniel is still your best friend and he knows you better than anyone else.

“I should make a list of the things I should do to try to win her.” Daniel speaks more to himself than to Pierre, already plotting how to put everything in practice.

°°°

“Can we eat already?” Max asks, whining because he’s hungry and everyone is doing whatever, but gathering at the table to eat “The pizza will get cold.”

“We’re coming.” George screams from somewhere in the balcony, where he’s waiting for Alex to enter too “Max, go upstairs and tell our beloved friend to come eat, she’s been hiding in Alex’s room the entire night.”

Max rolls his eyes because he doesn’t want to move from his seat, he’s ready to dig into a big plate of pizza and drink a whole mug of beer in one sip. Charles gives him a look, the one he always does when Max is being stubborn about something, and Max just sighs “I’m going, okay?”

Charles smirks at him and Max gets up off his chair, heading to Alex’s room.

Everyone is in the living room, so when Max is in front of Alex’s room’s door, it’s pretty silent compared to the rest of his friend’s house. When he opens the room’s door, he finds a worried you inside, totally panicking over something, with one hand in your waist and the other on your forehead, trying to figure something out.

Max lets out a giggle, because the view is funny. You are always composed and hardly show any bad feelings, you always look happy and confident.

Max never saw you like that.

“What’s happening?” Max asks, entering the room. You seem to not notice Max until the moment he speaks, so you look surprised with the boy there, watching you “Something’s wrong? You’ve been in this room the whole night.”

“I was just trying to figure something out…” You say with a low voice, more tense than ever. And then something pops in your mind “Actually, Max, I have something to ask you.”

“Sure, shoot it.” Max says.

“Remember when Daniel had a crush on you in...”

“Middle school. Yeah, terrifying.” Max grimaces at the memory of Daniel being all kinds of cringe with him and eventually giving up because Max didn’t give two fucks about him “What about it?”

“I was wondering if you’ve ever done something to him to, you know, make him like you.” 

Max stops for a moment and tries to remember something that triggered Daniel’s feelings for him. They were from the soccer team and you broke your little finger, so you couldn't show up in the practices for a while.

Daniel was lost in the first few days, especially because him and you were almost the same person, always stuck together. One day after training, Max went home with Daniel because he looked lonely and sad, and that’s when everything started.

“I spoke with him about you while walking home, he said you broke your finger because you two were betting who could punch the wall harder and you won.” Max shrugs, because he didn’t do anything special for Daniel to feel that way about him, he just did “I told him to take care of you and after that day he was always around me wanting to spend some time together.”

“So he likes to just… talk? Uh…” That didn’t help much because you already did that with Daniel. All the time. 

Max nods, not thinking too deep about Daniel’s feelings “I guess…? Daniel is a pretty quiet guy sometimes, but he likes to be listened to.”

You look at your friend, wondering if you should thank for what he said or keep it like that because you don’t want to speak about the bet with Max, or mention it to him at all “He’s been distant to me lately, so I was wondering what I should do.”

That makes zero sense in your head, asking about how Daniel started to have feelings for Max and then telling him it’s because you’re going through a phase in your friendship. But Max seems to not bother it too much.

“Communication is an essential thing in friendship, I would say.” Max shrugs. “Anyways, I came here because the pizza is ready, we should go downstairs to eat.” Max isn’t the type to listen to others, or give advice, or anything that implies in giving too much of his time, but you seem troubled and friends are supposed to help, right?

“Yeah, we should.” You take your last deep breath and follow Max in the hallways.

°°°

Daniel is there as expected, of course, you invited him. Actually, Alex did, but Daniel didn’t know about that. You notice Daniel did the thing with his hair that you said one hundred times that you loved. That made it more difficult for you to not show any kind of confused feelings you have for your friend, but you were used to hiding it, you’ve been hiding for years now. 

“Hey, I haven’t seen you all night.” Daniel is the first to notice you’re in the room. He comes for a hug and makes it last more than it usually does. You can smell Daniel’s perfume and feel the soft skin in the nape of his neck. 

For a moment, you forget Daniel is playing his game too and trying to win against you, because there’s nothing to win there. You already like him. But Daniel seems to be trying to do all the things you like, and that pleases you more than you thought it would.

“University stuff.” You smile when you get away from each other. Everyone is already sitting at the table and there’s two spots left, one for you and the one next to it for Daniel “History of Art can be really exhausting when your teacher thinks you only study their subject.”

Daniel chuckles and sits in one of the chairs, next to Alex. You sit in the remaining one, George by your side. You feel relieved because if George saw your hand running around Daniel’s thighs he wouldn’t make a scene out of it, like Lando and Charles would. They would make everyone look at you and Daniel, and point at your faces, claiming you were almost fucking under the table while your friends were there, eating.

George would find it normal, just bros being bros. 

Things are going smoothly as ever and everything is leading to a success for you.

You start to eat, but you can’t even finish your first slide of pizza out of anxiety. There’s always the option that Daniel will hate it, especially because you’re with friends around them. You need to be seductive, and also do it in a way you’re sure Daniel will like it.

“There’s something I have to ask you.” You whisper in Daniel’s ears, when you notice everyone is too distracted with Pierre’s story of how he lost his car in a parking lot next to the University, to care for what you’re whispering in Daniel’s ears.

“What?” Daniel answers, just some inches away from you. You normally speak like that, close to each other, so you don't have to cope with your proximity.

“I was wondering, what’s the final prize of our bet?” You whisper again, speaking slowly in the last words of the sentence. And when Daniel turns to face you, you slide your left hand in the corner of Daniel’s thigh.

Daniel tenses up, you can feel it under your fingers. All the muscles are stiffened up and you continue your trail until you’re fully grabbing Daniel like you’ve planned to since the beginning “A prize?” Daniel breaths out, trying not to catch your friend’s attention.

“There’s no point in a bet, if there’s no prize in the end.” Your fingers almost reach Daniel’s groin area, but come back to massage Daniel’s thigh. It seems to be working because Daniel takes a little longer to even think about what is happening “Like that time when I bought you lunch for a whole month.”

You want to touch more, to really make Daniel horny and bothered in the middle of your friends, but you need time. It would be no fun if Daniel gave away so easily, it’s not only an arousal you are looking for. So you stay in a safe area, running your fingers up and down, sometimes doing circles in some areas. Daniel doesn’t even move under your touch.

“I don’t know.” He whispers back, staring right into your eyes “If I win the bet, your love and heart is the best prize I could ask for.” And you freeze, because Daniel says that like he means it. As if your affection was the only thing he was aiming to get out of that craziness you called a bet “Or maybe a car, I need one.”

You brush off any thoughts of Daniel really meaning what he said, because he ruined it just seconds later. You smirk, letting your hand run freely in the inner part of Daniel’s thigh, discovering every inch of it “I’m being serious.”

Daniel breathes in again, glancing to see if any of your friends noticed what is happening there. They seem to be used to you and Daniel having your own conversations like this, in your own world “The prize is that the loser needs to do one thing the winner wants.” He glances at your hand on him, and looks back at you “Whatever the winner wants.” 

“Whatever the winner wants?” You repeat and Daniel nods “Deal.” 

Even if it wasn’t your intention to give Daniel a boner, you could see it slowly appearing through his jeans. You lick your lips thinking about if you should go near that part, maybe touch it with your fingers, but in that exact moment Pierre says loudly.

“We need another bottle of wine.” And you hear it despite your intimate moment with Daniel.

“Daniel can go get a new one in the kitchen for us.” You say with a smile on your face.

You take your hand off from Daniel’s body, feeling the skin of your palm feverish after touching Daniel like that, so different from what you’re used to. Daniel looks confused and mostly embarrassed because if he stands up, everyone will see what is happening inside his pants.

“Daniel?” Pierre calls after no answer from Daniel, not a single muscle moving “Will you go get the wine or…?”

“Sure.” He says, starting to cover his crotch with his hands, but you stop him from getting up.

“I’ll go.” You say, holding Daniel down in his place. Daniel looks disoriented with everything that is happening in such a small span of time. You groping him in an unsafe way during dinner with your friends and then trying to sabotage him in front of everyone… but not really.

“Thanks.” He smiles softly at you and you give a smile back to him.

danirik said: next time you do something like that

danirik said: please don’t leave me hanging like that

danirik said: i almost got blue balls from whatever you were trying to do today

mybuttercup said: nice :)

After the first time during the dinner, you start to feel more confident with your actions. Not because you’re over the fact you’re, finally, hitting on Daniel for real, but because you saw Daniel’s reaction to it.

In all those years of friendship, you always kept your feelings a secret from Daniel, not even showing the slightest attraction towards your friend. You never even thought about Daniel actually reacting positively if you ever tried anything. In your head, Daniel would turn you down in every scenario. But in reality, Daniel is showing way more attraction towards you, than you towards Daniel

Maybe you have a chance of winning this thing after all. Daniel hasn't won this one yet.

“I think we should put some rules in this bet.” Daniel puts his plate on the table where you are sitting to eat your lunch during break “Or things can go bad really easily.”

“Aren’t you taking this too seriously?” You ask, trying to be the calmest ever. You are the one being too serious about winning it “It’s just a bet, we had countless of them.”

“But with this one, now I feel like you will slide your hand inside my pants during class someday.” You look up to see Daniel glaring at you. After the event during dinner, Daniel stormed down with you, and you just laughed in his face (and found Daniel’s angry side really hot). Daniel admitted he liked the massage, but the situation was awful, especially that not all of your friends were fully aware about the bet they were in “Or I don’t know, do something as dangerous as that with me.”

You grin, “Okay, you’re right, we should put some boundaries in this.” Daniel feels relieved that you agreed with it “We could’ve made Pierre’s life so much easier by putting rules in the bets since the beginning.”

“It wouldn’t be as funny as it was.” Daniel says, almost grinning at his own comment, but shaking his head and getting back to the serious subject “But this one is a different case. So, the first rule is: nothing during classes or around friends. No teasing, rubbing, massaging, or groping. The crotch area is completely out of limits in these cases too.”

“So, public stuff is allowed, just in class and with friends that it’s forbidden?” And Daniel can feel your foot touching his leg underneath from the other side of the table.

“Yes.” Daniel just answers. You go up with your foot a little, but stop in Daniel’s knee. You could use that move in a better situation, you think “Aside from these two things, everything is allowed.”

Daniel smirks and for the nth time, you regret starting that bet in the first place, because there’s no way you’ll handle whatever Daniel have in mind to do with you.

°°°

It’s test season and you are stuck in the library the whole day. You saw the morning, afternoon and night students pass by the library and leave. Now, almost too late for anyone to be there, there’s only you, a student in the computer and the library lady in the place. Oh, and Daniel is sleeping on his chair on the other side of your table, right in front of you. He stayed the whole day with you, helping you study History of Music for your test.

But now he’s sleeping, his eyelids not fully closed and you could hear a soft snore coming from his mouth. Daniel’s arms are his pillow and his hair is falling over his face. You have seen Daniel sleep a zillion times before; since you were six years old you would throw sleepover parties with your friends, or just sleep in each other’s house once in a while. But every time you remember Daniel has this habit of sighing while sleeping, you get reminded of why asleep Daniel is the most adorable thing in the world.

The library woman looks at you and points at the clock, showing that they’re about to close and you should leave. You stare at Daniel, thinking about how you should wake him up. You really don't want to do it, because you know Daniel is tired and probably needs all the sleep he can get, but there’s no other option than waking him up.

Maybe leave him in the library, but that’s not really an option at all either.

You wonder what he’s dreaming about, because he looks so calm and peaceful, and Daniel is normally an agitated sleeper. You remember all the kicks Daniel gave you whenever they shared a bed together. It’s rare to see him still for so long while sleeping.

Daniel sighs, moving his head slightly on his arm. You feel your chest tight, squeezing your heart inside of it. If Daniel knew he didn’t have to do anything to conquer your heart, how would his reaction be? You thought about it a lot. Would he still be there in the library with you?

You always wanted to tell the truth to Daniel, to speak your mind and explain to him how much you’re attracted to him; it’s almost absurd the way you feel towards your best friend.

For a couple of years, it was torture every minute of your life.

You are still Daniel’s best friend and that means seeing him naked or changing his clothes in front of you at least once a month, touching Daniel. Feeling like electricity is running through your body, but having to hold it back; cuddling with Daniel but not being allowed to go too far. But what hurt you the most over the years was Daniel talking about his significant others. And Daniel had a lot of them. And the worse one out of all of them: Max. 

Daniel never confessed a thing to you or Max, not even Pierre, but everyone knew it. The way Daniel looked at the boy made super obvious that he had a crush on Max. It was as if he was mesmerized by seeing such a beautiful creature in front of his eyes. You don't take Max’s credits in the story, he’s pretty handsome and anyone with two eyes and a little bit of patience would fall in love with him too.

“I like his eyes.” Daniel would say to you, with a dumb smile in his lips. You normally would just roll your eyes and Daniel would still go on about Max for the rest of the day.

It’s been a while since Daniel hadn’t had anyone in his love life and you feel relieved for it, but something it’s fishy because Daniel is the type of person to always have someone by his side. He needs affection all the time.

“Hey, wake up.” You whisper into Daniel’s ear, trying to wake him up.

Daniel hums something you can’t understand and squeezes his eyes. When he opens it and sees you so close to him, he almost jumps out of his chair. There’s no one around, so it’s alright to make some noise and have some reaction. You just giggle.

“We need to go, they’re closing the library.” Daniel rubs his eyes with the back of his hand.

“How long have I been sleeping?” Daniel’s voice is still warming up, so it cracks a little in the middle of the words.

“A couple of hours maybe?” Daniel’s eyes go wide and you laugh again “It’s okay, I know you’re tired from all the race training.”

“But I said I would make you company.” He says it more to himself than to you.

“I guess your plan didn’t go as you expected?” You grin, because you know Daniel spent the whole day there because of the bet. Daniel would do something like that for you on a daily basis, but he surely thought it would be a nice move to try something with you. Make you melt with his tender action of spending the whole day watching you study. You already melt for him all the time anyways, so there’s no difference between “We should go.”

Daniel nods, packing his things inside his bag and getting up, ready to leave.

Outside the building, you can feel shivers running around your body because it’s much chillier than earlier. You hug yourself, trying to keep yourself warm, but there’s not much you can do when you’re wearing only a shirt and it’s freezing outside. At this time of the year, no one really expects to be this cold already, but you were naive to leave your house without a sweater.

“Here, take my jacket.” Daniel puts the jacket on your shoulders and covers you, rubbing his hands around your sides. When you are ready to protest, Daniel continues “You get sick too easily.”

You don't know if Daniel is really doing it because he cares about you or just because of the bet. You had repeated at least a hundred times to Daniel how much you love when people give you their hoodies or jackets, trying to protect you.

That’s the issue of betting something so intimate with your best friend, he knows everything about you, everything you like and how you like it.

The jacket smells like Daniel, citric and woody. So different from the floral perfume you use, but you like Daniel’s scent better. It’s warm and involving, wrapping around your body. You feel like you're more and more falling into Daniel’s trap, even if you thought things couldn’t get any worse for you.

Daniel surely is doing it for the bet, you don't doubt it for a minute.

Daniel watches you for a moment, stopping his hands and just contemplating your figure in front of him. He likes your eyes a lot. But Daniel likes a lot of things about you and that’s no secret. He’s always telling his best friend about it. He’s always praising your looks and your beautiful legs.

You always take Daniel’s compliments as jokes, or something normal between friends, but Daniel is serious about it. He always takes notes inside his head about your beauty and sense of humor, even when he doesn’t share it with you. Daniel really likes you as a whole.

“Is kissing allowed?” Daniel asks suddenly, then blinks twice and smiles at you “I mean, in our rules, we didn’t mention it, right?”

“No, we didn’t.” You say, bluntly.

“But if I want to, is it allowed?” By the distance in between you, he can easily kiss you if he wants to. You aren't sure if Daniel is asking you for consent to kiss you, or if he’s just asking if during the bet - as a whole - you can kiss at all.

In whatever scenario he means, you are panicking inside because the kissing thought crossed Daniel’s mind at that moment.

“No.” You say. Daniel tilts his head, backing off a little and taking his hands away from yourbody “We should add it to the list of rules. No kissing is allowed during the bet.”

“No kissing.” Daniel repeats.

You know that if you, by any chance, kiss Daniel, it’s over for you. While for Daniel, this is all fun, hormones and nothing more than a bet. You can’t risk any more things into this.

Your drunk self should fuck off , you think.

°°°

You are just laying down on the couch in your dorm, waiting for the delicious meal Alex is doing for you. Probably spicy noodles, with grilled chicken and cheese on top of it. It smells good and you forget about your problems for a moment, because you’re too hungry and can only think about that for a while.

Until your phone buzzes in your pocket and you see a message from Daniel popping on the screen.

danirik said: are you alone right now

mybuttercup said: kind of

mybuttercup said: alexie is in the kitchen doing dinner for us and i’m procrastinating in the couch

You see in the app that Daniel starts typing and then stops midway. He does it twice and then the message arrives.

danirik said: are you up to something

It’s kind of suspicious because Daniel is normally straightforward with what he wants, especially with you. But he’s not going to the main point of the conversation and you frown your eyebrows reading the message.

mybuttercup said: up to what exactly?

Again, Daniel takes a while to answer, but he does it. When you read the message on the screen of his phone, you jump from the couch, holding the phone tight with your fingers.

danirik said: idk i’m kinda horny right now

You can feel your heart pounding against your chest. It’s unreal how much it affected you. Daniel haven’t said anything in particular with that, but he could only mean one thing with that message – and it was directed towards you.

Alex shows up in the living room, holding a bowl in each hand. He studies you for a second and raises an eyebrow in his friend’s direction. You are patting to say the least, your face has this reddish tone all over it, especially in the cheeks and ears, and you’re almost hugging his phone.

“What is happening?” Alex asks a little concerned and you just shoves your cellphone in Alex’s face, showing your text chat with Daniel. Alex’s mouth forms a perfect ‘o’ when he reads the last message, putting the bowls on the living room’s table for a moment “He’s willing to sext you!”

You groan loudly, falling on the sofa and hiding your red face in a pillow “Is he really?”

Alex takes a while to understand what his friend said because you said the words against the pillow, but when he understands, he jumps on his friend’s side on the couch and makes you look him in the face.

“Of course! He wouldn’t tell you he’s horny out of nowhere like this, has he done it before?” You deny and Alex almost rolls his eyes at you “Do you want to do it too?”

“I don’t know, Alexie.” You murmur, trying to hide again but Alex stops you before doing it “I’ve never done this and it’s Daniel we’re talking about here. He might send photos!”

The phone buzzes again and both you and Alex look at it the fastest you can.

danirik said: is it against our rules

“What rules?” Alex asks, taking his bowl of noodles and starts eating.

“We’ve made rules for this bet, you know, to make things more civilized. But this isn’t in any of the rules, I should’ve thought of it first.” You are whining and Alex just sighs at his friend freaking out in front of him.

“This is your opportunity, sweetie. It won’t kill you to go with the flow and enjoy this a little.” Alex says.

Another message arrives.

danirik said: welp nvm then

Alex is the one yelping this time, almost pouring his dinner on their couch. He looks at you and you look like a scared kitten lost in the middle of the night. 

“Come on, I can help you.” Alex tries again, now thinking that if they wait for too long, Daniel will give up for real or think that he went too far in their friendship’s boundaries.

“This is personal, Alex! How will you help me?” You look at your phone again, reading the messages Daniel sent and taking a deep breath.

“I can help you with the beginning and then you just need to continue it as if it was in real life. Start with the foreplay, you know.” Alex slurps his noodles and continues “But first, answer Daniel and tell him you’re down to it.”

You unlock your phone, your fingers trembling a little as you start to type on the screen.

mybuttercup said: it’s not against rules I guess but im having dinner right now

mybuttercup said: if you can wait a little until im done and in my room…

mybuttercup said: ten minutes

And as soon as you send the message, Daniel replies.

danirik said: sure ;)

“Ok, you did well.” Alex says, reaching for your bowl and handing it to his friend “Now you need to eat while I tell you what you need to do here.”

“I don’t feel like eating right now…” You are hyperventilating with what you’re about to do.

“But you need to, also I made the noodles for you, so eat while I teach you the ways.” Alex waits until you take the first bite to continue, “First, it’ll start a little weird, especially if you’ve never done it before, it’s more like ‘what are you doing right now?’ and then you need to answer things in a sexy way. He’s already horny, so he’ll probably start things and you continue with whatever is happening.”

“And if I just don’t know what to answer?” You are still frightened, but now your only option is to do it or ignore Daniel for the rest of your lives.

“You’ll know. Remember that you can’t be ashamed of whatever you’re talking about with him, he’s your best friend and you probably said worse things to him than just a little sexting.” Alex pats your shoulder, giving you courage to do it. It seems like such a big thing and it’s only Daniel wanting to be naughty with his best friend “Ah, and have fun, of course.”

Alex seems more into this than you. He waits until you finish your noodles, takes your bowl and leaves to the kitchen. So now it’s your turn to go to your room and start that nonsense with Daniel.

mybuttercup said: im back

You close the door from your room, feeling your heart racing again. You’re anxious and can already feel your body warm. You lay on your bed, waiting for Daniel to show up. Will Daniel say explicit things to you? You’ve spoken about Daniel’s sex life before, but details weren’t mentioned. And even if you have already seen Daniel naked, you’ve never seen him naked with a boner. Only with clothes on, most of the time Daniel’s hand was covering it, so that’s a field you’ve never walked in before with your best friend.

There’s a chance photos won’t happen too, and you would be a bit thankful if they didn’t.

Maybe you can send one to Daniel, to surprise him.

danirik said: hey

danirik said: have you eaten?

mybuttercup said: yea, left alex alone in the kitchen so i could talk to you

Not that you would complain about not doing chores, but you know Alex let this time slide because you had business to finish.

You remember that Daniel doesn’t know that Alex is aware about what you’re going to do, and Daniel knows Alex as good as you do, so you continue.

mybuttercup said: he started to whine about me not helping but i said i have a headache and he let me leave

mybuttercup said: heh

danirik said: were you this excited to chat with me?

danirik said: even lying to alexie

mybuttercup said: i told you i would be back in ten minutes

mybuttercup said: and here i am

mybuttercup said: :)

You bite your lower lip and remember Alex’s tips, so you think a little and send another text, before Daniel can reply.

mybuttercup said: and what are you doing right now?

danirik said: spent the day on the couch only left for training

danirik said: now im on the couch and talking to you

danirik said: you?

mybuttercup said: laying in bed and talking to you

danirik said: you could be laying in bed WITH ME right now

danirik said: just sayin

mybuttercup said: could i? and what would we be doing then

mybuttercup said: you should’ve invited me earlier

You slap your face, feeling the embarrassment bubbling inside your body. You can feel the heat in your face growing and as the conversation starts to lead to the point where Daniel wants to, the more you feel hot inside your clothes.

danirik said: first i would cuddle you because you know how much i like it

danirik said: i like to have you in my arms

danirik said: especially because you smell so nice 

danirik said: it makes melt every time i feel your scent so close to me

danirik said: and other things not very pg13 i guess

mybuttercup said: kjdskjfn

mybuttercup said: what-

mybuttercup said: whta you mean

danirik said: that i like your perfume?

danirik said: and i think the skin in your neck is very smooth 

danirik said: very kissable

mybuttercup said: you know that i have a sensible neck 

mybuttercup said: i wouldn’t let you get any way closer to my neck. not even in your wildest dreams.

danirik said: You. you say this now 

danirik said: i would get closer to your neck and whisper something in your ear

danirik said: and make my way to your neck with my lips

danirik said: leaving soft pecks all over it until i decide to fully kiss it

The messages start to cause some reaction in your body aside from awkwardness, anxiety or embarrassment. You can almost feel Daniel getting close to your neck and kissing it, sending shivers through all of your body.

mybuttercup said: if you do this

mybuttercup said: i will kick you in the balls

After sending the messages, you notice what you did. That would be your answer if Daniel ever said something like that normally, but that wasn’t a normal conversation between you and your best friend. This wasn’t the time for you to say anything like that.

danirik said: Yo

danirik said: WHAT THE FUCK

danirik said: KSKFJGNB

mybuttercup said: sorry heh

mybuttercup said: i got carried away force of habit etc etc

mybuttercup said: you know what would really happen if you kissed my neck

mybuttercup said: and it wouldn’t be a kick in the balls…

danirik said: no i don’t?

danirik said: i’ve never kissed your neck before remember

danirik said: duh

You think about what to say for a second. You have something in mind. As you start writing it, you stop, erase it and sigh loudly. You can’t say that to Daniel, not like that.

No, you can’t.

But you have nothing to lose there. You can even use that to tease Daniel a little. Alex told you to have some fun, so you will.

mybuttercup said: as you kiss my neck

mybuttercup said: it’s so sensible and you will be so close to me

mybuttercup said: i might moan a little

mybuttercup said: very close to your ear

mybuttercup said: you know i’m not quiet at all

Daniel doesn’t say anything for a couple of minutes, but you can see that he’s online. Perhaps you went a little too far and now Daniel is awkward to answer something to you, but that was what Daniel was asking for, right? 

danirik said: then i would know i was doing the right thing

danirik said: and continue doing it 

danirik said: until i thought your neck received the care it deserves

danirik said: then lower my kisses

It’s like Daniel is there with you, and you truly wish your best friend was indeed there. You can almost sense the kisses tracing its path through your neck, to your collarbone and to your chest. Would Daniel do it in real life, or was it just a momentary thing? You couldn’t tell exactly the difference there.

Daniel seems good with this entire sexting thing, and of course he does, he’s a normal person after all. He has had girlfriends before and he probably played the same card on them too, just repeating things he already told someone else.

Does Daniel do this often?

That’s the question.

With plenty of different people? 

Probably.

Doesn’t he have someone better to do it, so he’s doing it with you? What does this have to do with the bet after all?

And even if you want to continue this and see where it goes, you’re also not feeling it anymore. You’ve never felt the slightest kind of jealousy over your best friend, but the thought of others having him entirely and you can’t even tell him your feelings, makes you feel pettiness for yourself. You’ll never be more than just a good friend, something like a sister, to Daniel and this thought breaks your heart more than anything.

Sometimes you think this is why you’ve never had anyone by your side, because the thought of the person not being Daniel makes everything too overwhelming to you, and it wouldn’t be fair.

danirik said: are you there

danirik said: i can see you online skjfn

danirik said: are you doing something without letting me know?

Yeah, just overthinking my situation again , you think.

You feel a heavy weight in your chest, as if you’re sinking to the ground. You don't want to talk to Daniel anymore, you just want to lay and be gloomy until you fall asleep. Until you stop thinking about Daniel kissing your neck, with his soft lips discovering every part of your collarbone and chest.

You need to stop.

mybuttercup said: i have to go sleep

mybuttercup said: sorry…

mybuttercup said: we can talk tomorrow

mybuttercup said: good night

danirik said: good night cupcake…

danirik said: tests are over!!!!

danirik said: we should do something

danirik said: i feel like I haven’t seen you in ages

mybuttercup said: my room or yours ;)

danirik said: mine ;)

You sigh after reading the message, because there’s no escape from Daniel if it’s just both of you together - and you’re pretty sure Daniel didn’t invite the others to his house. After a week of flirting all the time and touching in inappropriate places, you don't feel as scared as you did the first time. 

You feel freer to try things with Daniel, but you’re still trying his best to hold it back a little. Your feelings are still in the game and you can’t let them control you, not right now, not after so many years hiding them deep inside your heart. After the event that led you to avoid Daniel for some days, you’re trying really hard to hold everything in and keep things like they always were.

°°°

“Really?” Daniel says looking up at you. Daniel is studying for his tests and you are laying on the floor of his room playing games on your phone, looking through your social media feeds and doing whatever. You’re beyond bored, you had enough of watching Daniel reading that book about engineering over, and over again. So you decide to try something new “Sitting on my lap? While I’m studying?”

Daniel has a defeated look on his face, almost grinnin in your direction when you put your legs on each side of Daniel’s waist. At first, Daniel doesn’t know where to put his hands, he would normally put them on the thighs, maybe a little higher… But it’s you and he still doesn’t know how to act when things like this happen between you.

“You’ve been studying for several hours, you need to relax a little.” You smirk and grind with your hips, watching the normal face Daniel does whenever you touch him in the right places. It’s something similar to a pleasure expression, but when the person tries to hold it back and fails “I know it’s a big test, but you could take a little break.”

And you grind again.

It’s not like you wanted to have sex with Daniel. Actually, you wanted to, but not in this situation. You’ve been holding back all of the uncontrollable hormones inside of you for so long, you could wait a little longer. Also, you’re pretty sure nothing like that would actually ever happen between you, but if it did, you would want it to be special. Not you just messing around in Daniel’s room before a big test.

You just want to tease Daniel because it’s fun. Daniel is desperate and gets turned on easily, so you only need to do the bare minimum and Daniel is already crawling in your direction. It’s fun to see Daniel like that, especially because it’s a part of Daniel that you’ve never had the chance to see before.

“You’re right, a break should be fine.” Daniel almost bites his lower lip, but decides to grin at your direction instead.

You can feel Daniel spreading his legs under you, making your legs spread too, and grabs both of your butt cheeks with his strong hands. Daniel tightens his grip and makes you grind again, this time slower and deeper

He continues to guide what your body should do, with his fingers tight around your ass “Are we dry humping?” You smile because you like it, especially because Daniel is so down to it too.

“I don’t know, are we?”

“I think so.” You say in a soft whisper because you’re starting to feel things, and feeling whatever is happening with Daniel’s down parts too. 

It’s a new sensation, to be finally able to share a moment like this with Daniel. It’s totally different from when you were fourteen and decided to share a first kiss, just to see how it was to kiss someone. It was just a peck on the lips, but it was the most intimate moment you shared in years. 

It was different from your almost-sexting weeks ago, because now you are face-to-face. You can feel Daniel under you. It’s physical, tangible and hot. You don't need to imagine anything, because you’re living it.

For a moment, you stop and think about this situation. Daniel has no idea about your true intentions. Of course, Daniel was the one to start the intense grinding, but he doesn’t know you are actually taking advantage of everything. And you feel awful thinking about it in this way.

You put your hands over Daniel’s and the boy smiles, thinking you wanted to take control, but it’s the opposite, you wanted to end everything right there “I-I should probably go home… you have to study.”

Daniel looks like a lost puppy, eyes begging for at least an explanation from his best friend “You… Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry if I did, you don’t have to leave, you can stay.” 

“No, I really should go.” You brushed off any chance Daniel could get off making you stay. You grab your jacket on the floor and leave the room before Daniel could even get up from his chair.

While you’re walking home, you feel nauseous because you know you’re doing something wrong. It’s not fair with both of you, but you can’t think of a way out of this situation.

You decide to avoid Daniel for a whole week, until Daniel asks you to come over, so you do.

You still have to win the bet and being impersonal and avoiding Daniel isn’t the way to win him over. Daniel’s love language is physical and touches, so that’s your chance to make a move again.

Daniel would never resist your cuddles, you’re sure of it. 

When you arrive, Daniel is watching something and eating snacks on his couch. It’s the perfect mood for a cuddling session and you are glad Daniel’s brain always works in your favor.

You watch an episode of some series Daniel has been binge watching since early that day and in the middle of the second episode, you’re already tangled together. It was easier than you imagined, because all you had to do was lean against Daniel’s shoulder and Daniel did the rest. You’ve already cuddled before, especially when Daniel feels down and sad, he can be really clingy. But Daniel is being more… loving? If that’s the right word to use in that situation. 

You’re on the floor, you're sitting in the middle of Daniel’s legs. You gave up on the sofa because it was too small for both of you and you honestly hated that sofa since day one, it was too uncomfortable. 

You like this new cuddling more, because Daniel keeps kissing his neck and caressing your arms. There’s not much difference from when you used to cuddle when Daniel needed to, but you would normally just stay hug on the bed during the whole day. Now, Daniel is really cuddling you, not just waiting for you to comfort him. 

This time it looks like what Daniel would do with his love interest. You saw him doing it to many of them, and deep inside envied all of them. Daniel is romantic and his love can be really intense when he’s into someone. You've never thought you would experience this type of relationship with Daniel after so many years of crushing him. It always felt too far away from your reality, but now that you’re in it, you enjoy it.

“I need to ask something.” Daniel says, placing another round of kisses in your neck. And you don’t feel like punching him at all.

“What do you want to ask?” You are ticklish in your neck, but you don't mind if Daniel continues to kiss it for the rest of the day “It isn’t related to the episode we just watched, right? You always get distracted when we watch something and I always have to explain everything that happened in it to you. But this time it’ll be a little difficult, I already forgot how many times he went back in time.”

Daniel keeps quiet for a second and then says:

“No, it’s about us.” The way Daniel says ‘ us ’ makes you turn around and face him. Nothing good comes from Daniel using that type of tone and speaking about a relationship “It’s nothing serious, don’t worry.”

You gulp because maybe Daniel noticed you have a crush on him, and now he wants to claim that he won the bet and kick you out of his life “Okay, so what about us?”

“I was just wondering, this is weird, right?” Daniel scratches the back of his head, looking away from your eyes “We’re best friends and we never had something like this. I know all of this is because we made a bet and we’re trying to win this by seducing each other, but when this ends, what will happen? Are we friends with benefits now?”

“No, I think we’re still just friends.” You feel like throwing up, or maybe running away. You can still end the bet and things will go back to normal, but deep in your guts you want to continue this fantasy and have Daniel treating you like you’re in a relationship for a little longer. You’re selfish after all.

“So what will happen? The bet will end at some point.” Daniel sighs, a defeated sigh.

“In the end one of us will have fallen in love.” You shrug, trying to sound unbothered by the matter “And probably heartbroken too. It's a pity to fall in love with your best friend.”

Daniel keeps silent for a moment, making you even more nervous “We should add more rules into this bet, it’s still too abstract in my opinion and I get confused.”

“Okay, let’s solve this then.” You cross your legs and start to point out everything you’ve discussed about the bet “I said I can make you fall in love with me and you said you can make me fall in love with you first, that’s how the bet started, right?” Daniel nods “We can do everything to win this bet, BUT nothing during classes or when our friends are with us. And no kissing. This is a long-term bet, we have all the time we want and the winner can make the other do whatever they want as the prize. I don’t know what will happen next, Daniel, because I don’t know how our reactions will be if the other wins the bet. It’s crazy to bet on something like this because it involves feelings and all, but that’s what we agreed to do.”

Daniel thinks for a while and says “I want to add another rule.” You just nod at him “We need to know when and if the other falls in love, right? So the new rule is: confess your feelings the moment you realize you’re in love. No lying, just accept you lost the best.”

You freak out inside because you already know you’re in love with Daniel, but you’re not ready to confess it right away. You can’t just say in Daniel’s face that you’ve been in love with him for the past few years, even before the bet even started. You can’t say without it sounding bad; Daniel will feel betrayed and he’ll assume you started all of this to take advantage of him.

No, you can’t confess.

“Deal.” You say with a straight voice. You need to get out of this situation so you continue “You know Daniel, now that we figured everything out, I really want to know the end of this episode, so…” Daniel rolls his eyes and nods.

You sit like before, in your spot in between Daniel’s legs. Daniel hugs you and hides his face in the curve of his neck, holding you tight.

You have made your mind – he needs to forget about Daniel, quickly. For your own good.

°°°

It’s 4 a.m when Daniel’s phone starts ringing. He reaches for it on the bed table, and with his eyes almost shut he looks at the bright screen. ‘My buttercup’ is shining in it, so he picks it up right away.

“Cupcake?” He says with his husky voice, confused with the call.

“Daniel, can you come pick me up, please?”

°°°

“Our relationship labeled as friendship

I wonder if I’ll ever ruin it

I just hover around you as if I was lost”

You feel completely out of control, everything that happens is just a huge mess.

It’s something new in your life because you have always been in control of everything. If you knew the bet would make you feel this way, you would have never even started it. But now you’re here, in the middle of your friends for Daniel’s birthday.

You decided you would wait until Daniel’s birthday was gone to tell him about everything - you couldn’t ruin such a special date for your best friend with your bullshit. Once, Daniel told you his birthday was the best day on earth for him; he liked the attention and the gifts, that everything always works in his favor and he could eat all the cake he wanted to.

You can’t confess to him in such circumstances and ruin his birthday.

“Have you sent it already?” Alex whispers, eyeing everyone sitting around the table in Daniel’s apartment.

Charles is stuffing all the cake he can inside his mouth, while Max rolls his eyes and eats another slice of pizza; Max was more of a savory guy, so cake wasn’t that attractive to him.

George is holding a glass of wine, watching everyone with almost shut eyes. You knew he drank too much wine for a night and now is sleepy as hell. Daniel and Pierre are with birthday hats, drinking beer and eating all the snacks they can. Pierre would punch Daniel in the arm every time he stole a snack from Pierre’s bowl, leading him to pout, but laugh just a moment later.

Alex is dancing in the middle of the living room; he drank too much beer and is drunk too, so whenever he approaches you, you would feed Alex with something sweet, trying to sober up your friend.

“I don’t know about this, Alex.” You sigh, keeping your voice down, but with the loud music you’re sure no one would listen to your conversation “I mean, he already saw me naked before.”

Alex sits beside you and puts his hand on your shoulder, looking straight inside his eye “Being naked isn’t the only way to turn someone on, sweetie, and you know it.” Alex tsks because he feels like you’ve lost all of your flirting skills, that Alex knows they exist, when the only one you’re supposed to conquer is Daniel “Also, it’s a pretty picture, he’ll probably go nuts with it.”

“Did YOU go nuts with it?” You are grossed out by thinking that. Alex was almost like your brother, he couldn’t think of your body in that way.

“You disgust me, loser.” He grimaces “Anyways, do you want me to send it then?” 

“No, I’ve got this.” You shrug it off, holding your cellphone tight inside your fingers “Should I wait until we sing ‘Happy birthday’?” 

“Charles almost ate all of the cake, but yeah, you should send the photo after it.” Alex looks around, grins at you and then yells “Let’s sing ‘Happy Birthday’!”

You try not to look so surprised with the sudden suggestion because everyone is cheering and excited with the candles, it would look bad if you winced at Alex’s actions. Daniel would think it’s directed to him and it would be difficult for you to explain the situation to your best friend.

Daniel looks so happy and cheerful, you don’t want to take that away from him.

They put the candles on a fried chicken because the cake is already destroyed and Pierre is the one to start the Happy Birthday’s singing. You can’t breathe properly, but keep on singing, trying not to look suspicious to your friends. Daniel’s stare crosses with yours and for a moment you keep just looking at each other. Daniel looks so happy, like really happy, the wrinkles around his eyes are more prominent because of his smile. 

Everyone is cheering and yelling, but the first thing you do after they finish the ‘Happy Birthday’ part is unlock your phone and send Daniel your picture. It’s not a nude, because it would be too obvious - Daniel sent one to you last week and all you did was laugh because he saw him naked so many times it wasn’t a surprise at all to you. Even if your face turned bright red instantly, but you were alone, no one needs to know it.

You needed to go somewhere Daniel never reached. Something he thought you would never do in front of your best friend, with all the no romantic feelings in your relationship. Cuddling and neck kissing, but no romantic feelings. At least three dates a week, but no romantic feelings.

Everything is a hundred percent normal between best friends.

That’s how you imagined Daniel’s brain would think about everything that was happening between you in the last few weeks.

Alex is sure Daniel is already in love, you think he is crazy.

You two promised to tell whenever you fell in love.

“You never told him”, Alex said to you when you used that excuse, but it was different. You didn’t confess because it was a much deeper matter, not just because of the bet. If it was just the bet, you would’ve already confessed. Probably.

You can see Daniel take his phone from his pocket, a frown growing in his forehead while he looks at the screen of it. It takes him a moment to unlock the phone. He looks up in your direction and grins, probably knowing what that photo meant, and then unlocking the phone.

Daniel’s expression changes to completely astonished with a hint of dumbfoundedness in it. Maybe horror too.  Daniel glares at the photo for too long and that makes you uneasy because you wanted a reaction from him, anything at all.

Actually, you didn’t know what kind of reaction you wanted or expected, you’ve never experienced that with Daniel before and you also thought you broke the friends’ rule a second time. But again, it is just a photo.

Daniel looks up in your direction again, and he looks somewhat angry. Not as angry as when you broke his CD player, but the kind you can see his jaw clenching and his eyes narrow, studying you.

He goes back to the phone and takes a deep breath, his eyes search for you and he mouth-shouts “Bedroom” to you. You just tilt your head, not getting what he means, so Daniel does it again.

“My. Bedroom. Now.” 

You gulp because you feel like you’re going to get scolded.

Daniel looks beyond pissed, or maybe it’s just you increasing everything inside your head. You get up from your chair and see Daniel doing the same. Daniel puts his hands in his pocket and walks to the hall, so fast you lose his figure for a moment. You look back and your friends don’t seem to mind that you are living the small party. If they didn’t miss the birthday boy, they wouldn’t miss you as well.

The room’s door is opened, so you peek inside of it, trying to read the atmosphere before getting in. Daniel just looks like he’s about to explode, you can see his cheeks flushed a bright color of red.

You don't feel like Daniel would be physical with you, maybe scream at you? He looks more frustrated than anything. In any case, you should close the door after getting in, Daniel can be unpredictable sometimes.

When you enter the room, you do it in slow motion, saving some time before Daniel criticizes you for what you did. You close the door behind you, leaning your body against it, not wanting to get any closer to Daniel. Daniel looks at you, holding your stare for a couple of minutes, until he reaches for you. It’s not the reaction you expected at all, but Daniel goes at you, his stare so intense you could disintegrate right there, on his room’s floor.

“I know this is in the rules, but you broke one too, so…” Daniel speaks too fast, holding you with both his hands on the sides of your face. Your mind is swirling around him, ready to have a meltdown in that moment, right there. Daniel is so close there’s no other rule to break than the kissing one and that makes you lose it in the few seconds you had to think about what was happening “Actually, can I…”

Daniel doesn’t have to end his sentence because you are already kissing him, all the red signs starting to appear in your brain, telling you to stop it right away. But you don't and Daniel doesn’t too, he actually deepens the kiss and runs his hands from your face to the lower part of your back. Daniel tastes like beer and candy. It’s a bittersweet taste, but you don't mind because you’ve been waiting for this to happen for so long that everything seems perfect to you.

It’s not like you once imagined it, because it’s way sloppier and you never thought Daniel was the messy type of kisser. But there was a lot going on with you, all the hands running on your curves and tongues out of rhythm. You hold Daniel back and make the kiss slower, taking control over the kiss and Daniel follows you, biting your lip every now and then, tasting your flavors.

Daniel lets a groan escape his mouth, trying to reach for some air after several minutes of kissing.

Daniel is out of breath. He’s only pecking your lips, but not kissing you properly, just not wanting to let the moment end. He doesn’t close his eyes and you watch him in front of you, so vulnerable and tamed, you felt like you could ask for anything in that moment and Daniel would do it. Start a war, rob a bank, steal the sun or just confess your feelings… and Daniel would welcome those twisted thoughts and feelings you had for years about your best friend.

“Daniel…” You take a deep breath, ready to say something.

“I like you, cupcake.” Daniel blinks twice and shakes his head “We promised we would say something if we were sure and now… I am.”

“Did my photo in lingerie make you fall in love?” You try to laugh, but you’re sinking in your own mind, not knowing how to cope with what Daniel just said because now it would be weird to confess too.

You just won the bet.

“It wasn’t the photo.” Daniel lowers his voice as if he’s telling a secret to you “I just feel like I want you all the time and I kind of lost my control here because it wasn’t my intention to kiss you, but that’s not what I’m trying to say. I love you, cupcake. As a friend, of course, but maybe more than a friend too.”

You doze off, Daniel’s words echoing inside your brain. It’s not like you ever imagined things to go this way, not even a little bit. You always thought things would end up with you confessing and being rejected.

Daniel didn’t go as planned and just dumped you. No, he had to fall in love too.

You feel lost, weird and kind of happy. You still don't know how to react, you should probably confess too, Daniel would laugh and the bet would end up as a tie. But you say nothing, you just stare at Daniel’s direction, studying his rose cheeks and plump lips.

“I’m sorry, I went a little too far. We should go back to the party, they’ll notice we’ve been gone.” Daniel says, patting his best friend’s shoulder. You just nod, starting to open the door behind him.

You didn’t have the chance confess too. 

°°°

Daniel pulls the car and waits for you to come out of the house party and enter the car. Everyone looks wasted, some of them are laying down on the sidewalk, with friends helping them to at least survive.

Daniel can hear the loud music coming from inside the place, it’s a deep beat, but Daniel can’t really recognize which song it is because it sounds distorted from where he is. He can see you getting up from the sidewalk you were sitting on, near where Daniel parked, and walking to the car’s direction. Opening the door, closing it and putting the seat bell.

You don't say a thing, not even a hi to Daniel.

He smells like cigarettes, booze and sweat. Daniel is pretty sure he can see a beer stain in your jeans. You turn around to the window and keep watching the night sky, so silent it’s like you’re not even there. Daniel is confused because he’s sure something is up with you. You normally go to parties every weekend and never called Daniel to pick you up before. It’s so out of ordinary and weird, Daniel doesn’t know how to act, so he stops the car.

“It’s my prize, Daniel. I want you to give me a ride to my dorm.” You say.

You eye him, not fully looking at Daniel’s direction and go back to the window, looking in whatever direction, but Daniel’s “Did something happen? Can you tell me what?”

“Nothing.” You sigh.

“I’m serious, what happened?” Daniel didn’t buy the monotone you used with him, he knows you too well to be fooled by a simple ‘nothing’.

You gulp, turning in Daniel’s direction. Daniel is watching you with worried eyes, the same exact ones he uses when you are sick, or hurt. It’s as if Daniel can feel what you are feeling, but doesn’t understand it.

When you open your mouth to speak, you stop for a moment again, thinking, and start to cry.

Big and round tears fall from your eyes, washing your face with them. You try to brush them off, but every time a tear is pulled away, another one appears in its place. You cry so hard you can’t even breathe. Your head feels like it is about to explode and your chest is tight. You start sobbing and trying to say something to Daniel, but Daniel can’t understand a thing.

“T-They… they…” You try to continue, but nothing comes from it. 

Daniel doesn’t have a reaction at first. He normally doesn’t know what to do when people start crying, but what makes him more numb is that you hardly cry. He saw you crying maybe twice during all the years you’ve been friends. Of course, you whine and sometimes you let a tear or two fall, but cry like a baby like that, it’s something new.

With gentle fingers, Daniel reaches for your face and starts to caress your cheeks slowly. He wipes some tears and touches your hair, brushing it away from your forehead and face “Take a deep breath.”

You do what he says and take a deep breath, your restless hands rubbing your knees, trying to calm yourself down. Daniel continues to try to calm his best friend down, even if you spent the night there, trying to figure out what is really happening. Daniel can see some red spots around your neck and it makes his heart sink a little, not wanting to know the story behind the bruises. You slowly stop crying and breathe normally, but you don't look at Daniel’s direction, not even a single glance.

“I was hanging out with some friends, they were all drunk. We started talking about some people in our campus and they just told me about a rumor that goes around about me and… For a moment I-I thought about you and I started to panic and I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t mean to call you, but your number is the only one in my favorite’s list so I called you, but…”

You let some tears fall, wiping them quickly away from your face. Daniel doesn’t know what to say because he knows about the rumor, but he doesn’t want to believe you thought he would do something like that to his best friend “Why am I included in this?”

You wheeze at Daniel’s words “Daniel, there’s a rumor on campus about me. A very specific one about people trying to sleep with me in these three years and that’s why people call me the Ice Princess behind my back, and there’s a bet with the people around campus about who can take me to their beds and have sex with me, but you don’t see anything related to you in this?”

Daniel tries to control anything he’s feeling inside of him. He’s running his hands around his hair and looking redder and redder as he controls to not yell with you.

“Really? I’ve known you my whole life, but you think I would do something like this to you?” He puts his hands on the wheel of his car, trying to calm down a bit and waiting for you to say something.

“You’re popular and I don’t know, people thought it was funny.” Daniel looks like he’s about to burst “It’s just that everything fits so well, Daniel. Our bet, you getting closer to me in a way you’ve never done before and the thing at your birthday. The next step is obvious in my opinion.”

“Next step? What, me trying to have sex with you?” Daniel tries to sound as sarcastic as possible, or else you would believe this was his evil plan from the beginning “You forgot you were the one to start all of this? I was just drunk and went with your craziness.”

“So you didn’t think about it even for a second? You had everything in your hands.” You still want to take something from Daniel, maybe a confession, it would be easier if Daniel did all of that out of pure selfishness.

“You know, it pisses me off that you even thought I would do something like this to you. Humiliate you in front of everyone just to win this stupid thing? I just confessed to you, dumbass. I just said I love you as in more than a friend and you think this about me. I liked you for so long and when I finally realized and said something you mislead my actions. Why would you even consider this crazy thought in the first place?”

“Because in my stupid mind it makes sense, Daniel!” For a few seconds, it escapes your mind what Daniel just said, but you overlook every word again “Liked me for so long?” 

Daniel freezes there, looking at you. He didn’t intend to say that, not in a moment like that. You just accused Daniel of being a jerk with you and now he’s being whipped as always “Yeah, for years, I think.”

“Years? But what about Max and…?” You try to not sound jealous when mentioning it, because if Daniel is just messing with you, you might sound too unsettled.

“Jesus fucking christ, I have no idea where all this Max thing came from, but I’ve never had a crush on him.” Daniel rolls his eyes, leaning on his seat and crosses his arms.

“What? You were all over him the whole time, everything you spoke was about Max.” You blink a couple of times, to make sure it is really Daniel in front of you “This doesn’t make any sense.”

“When you were gone for that week, when you broke your finger, Max was the one to fill the gap you left. I know, it wasn’t that deep, but we were almost the same person at that time and I missed you so much. And if you ask Max, everything we spoke was about you, he gave me tips about my feelings towards you. I guess it didn’t help at all because Max is terrible with feelings, but at least he tried. And for years I thought I was confusing my feelings for you because of what he said to me.” Daniel speaks everything too fast, almost eating some words and making weird sentences that you almost would not understand.

“What about your girlfriends and boyfriends?”

“Oh, I couldn’t wait forever for you, cupcake.” Daniel sighs, glancing at his best friend’s direction “At some point I just accepted you were only my best friend and I needed to move on, but then you made the bet and I couldn’t run from it.”

You don't know what to say, because it all sounds too unrealistic.

Daniel crushing on him since forever? Doesn’t sound like something you should believe. Daniel never showed his true feelings towards you, except from that one time he went to take care of you when you were sick, or when he got in a fight because some boys from school said some bad things about you. Or when he helped you finish your essay in the middle of the night, on a Monday before his race test.

But you thought he did all of that just because you were best friends.

“Why didn’t you say something before?” You whine with your crying voice, feeling like everything would be much easier if Daniel just said things right away. Or even you, but that’s a small detail.

“Because you’re my best friend and you’ve never shown anything more than just friend’s love and all the ‘ I don’t want to ruin our friendship ’ crossed my mind.” It was amusing to think both of you were idiots trying to hide your feelings; one because he didn’t want to ruin the friendship and the other because she couldn’t handle rejection. “But I’ll get over it, you don’t have to worry about my feelings. Just please, never doubt me again.”

You hold your breath for a moment thinking about your next actions.

You could end everything there, you wouldn’t get over each other for sure, you’ve been in this for so long that thinking about getting over anything at this point is almost impossible.

At least for you.

Or you can pretend as if nothing happened, the next day you can tell Daniel you were too drunk and don't remember a thing.

It’s a rough choice, because the last one is so much easier.You’ve been hiding everything for so long, you can pretend nothing happened for a little longer. The one with feelings and commitment was a much more complicated choice, especially because you had no idea about what would happen after you got together.

Maybe you wouldn’t even get together, now that you doubted Daniel and everything. Everything is just messed up now.

“Okay Daniel, if we’re going to do this we need to start from the beginning and not just cover everything for years and be constipated about our feelings.” Daniel frowns his forehead, not getting where you are going with all of this. But you continue before Daniel can get the wrong idea “First of all, I hate that we waited so long to speak about this. We literally had to come up with a bet to make things clear about this matter and it should be so much easier. We’ve always been so close and open with each other, we should’ve talked about this when it started. Maybe the fifteen years old me was too scared of rejection, and it only grew inside of me with the passing years. Because I always saw you with someone else and never pictured me by your side like them. It’s still a weird thought because I never thought I had the chance, but if what you say is true then there’s no running from it, right? There’s no point in suffering more just because we don’t know what will happen. Can it end pretty bad? Of course it can, knowing us there’s at least a hundred different horrible ways to screw things between us. Can it change us? Well, if you take into account that we’re always changing, for bad or for good, there’s not much we can do about it. Can it end our friendship? Never in a billion years. I would never let this happen, even if I need to step in my pride and do anything to keep you in my life, I would do it. So there’s nothing we need to worry about, right?”

Daniel takes a moment and nods “So, what you’re saying is…?”

“That you’re really dense and never noticed that I’ve had a crush on you since forever.” You roll your eyes.

“Have you?” Daniel raises his eyebrows and looks shocked, but with a little bit of irony in his tone “What does this mean exactly?”

“That we’re probably going to date?” You sound as if you think Daniel is dumb, which you totally think he is “Sorry, I’m not as good as confessing as you’re.”

“You just did a whole essay about our ‘relationship’ but can’t ask me properly about it.” You think about kneeling and doing a show about asking Daniel to be your boyfriend, but that would be something Alex would do, not you. Maybe if you were drunk or in front of your friends, but just you and Daniel makes you a little shy about being so extra in a moment like this. Also, you’re inside of a car, no kneeling space.

“Oh, Great Daniel Ricciardo, do you want to be my boyfriend?” You say, hiding all the redness in your face, but it goes down your neck and up your ears. Daniel can see it even with the dim light from the pole.

“Two things I never thought I would have the pleasure to be alive to see: you being so shy about something and you asking me to be your boyfriend.” Daniel chuckles.

“Answer the damn question, Daniel.” 

“Oh, you want me to answer it even if I was the first to confess. But, yeah, I want to be your boyfriend.” Daniel shrugs and you hit him on his arm, both of you letting soft giggles escape “Now that we’re boyfriend and girlfriend can we kiss? And hold hands? And cuddle, like, all the time? And touch each other in inappropriate spots even in public?”

“I guess the last one is a bit too much, maybe only sometimes. But the rest, a big yes for those.” Daniel lets his hands fall on his side and then tries to reach for your’s, grabbing your fingers first and then holding your hand. It feels warm, safe and right to do it, so Daniel squeezes your hand to make sure everything it is real. And it indeed is. 

“How are we going to tell our friends about this? They’ll freak out or not believe it.” Daniel imagines Max tsking because he already knew Daniel’s feelings. Pierre would laugh in your faces because it was too obvious. George and Charles wouldn’t believe it, they would think it’s just pretending to fool your friends. Alex would make a play about your love life and make the next university’s recital be about the foolish best friends that were too damn idiots to know how to deal with feelings. And finally when Lando comes back from his trip he would join Pierre and laugh in your faces, but help you to make a silly poem for Daniel. Something really cheesy and stupid that you would mention only when you’re drunk or during midnight talks. You are the type to spill things when you’re sleepy.

“I bet I can hide it better than you. I’m almost an actor, you know. It’s easy for me to hide things.” Daniel looks as if he’s superior to you.

“And I bet I can hide it better than you, because now that I know how you play your games and now that I know that you’re crazy about me things are much easier for me.”

“Cupcake, you’re so naive.” Daniel runs his hands up until his fingers are on the side of your neck “I can’t wait to win another bet over you.”

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i’m hurting, but that's okay

synopsis: koga yudai was the boy you had loved for long, yet he’s always abusing that love you cultivate for him. you’re hurting, but as long it was for him you were fine. ⌙ 3.4k

pairing(s): rich heir!student!koga yudai x student!fem!reader

genre(s): angst

tags: pyramid game!au, heir!yudai, koga yudai as baek harin’s character, fuma as sung suji’s, yudai is vry glorified from reader’s pov, smoker!yudai, original male character (tomo)

warnings: (TRIGGER WARNINGS) physical and emotional abuse, love bombing, heavy manipulation, gaslighting, possessiveness, implications of unhealthy infatuation (from reader)

author’s note: i’ve been so obsessed with pyramid game lately and couldn’t not write something based on it. i wrote this all in one night surprisingly. this is inspired/based off of the pyramid game, with some references to characters (yudai as harin, fuma as suji) it does not include the actual pyramid game yet, but if this is well received and i make a pt2, i will definitely add it in. feel free to notify me if i have missed any warning(s) on this post.

disclaimer: this is in no way a real life depiction of how koga yudai acts in real life, if you cannot distinguish that i suggest you click off now.

“so?”

yudai’s voice was monotone, almost uninterested; a tone he never used with you. he held a cigarette in between his index and middle finger, and blew a puff of smoke in your face.

as docile and timid as you were, you weren’t flat-out stupid — you could tell he was just using you. but you just liked being near him. and for yudai, he thought you to be akin to an obedient pet, fulfilling his every bidding. doubts filled your mind as you nodded, a while ago he had asked you to steal the answers for the coming exams and like the loyal person you were, you did exactly that.

there was just something adorable about you to him. he liked that you were terrified by him, but also infatuated with him simultaneously.

it was fun, to say the least.

your voice wavered as you brought the bunch of unkept papers from your back and handed it to him, “here, i’ve brought it.”

your class all knew about you and him, they all ridiculed you; belittling you to be a mindless and blindly loyal suck-up to him. as much as you liked yudai, you didn’t think there would come a time when he did like you back.

at once, he snatched the papers from your trembling hands and brought them closer. as yudai squinted his eyes, a vexed expression adorned his face. brows furrowed, the creases in between them instensified; conveying his anger. in a fit, he threw them at your face.

“this isn’t even our class’s exams. how can you expect to be around me when a bitch like you doesn’t know how to read?”

your eyes fell to your worn-out shoes, taking in the scent of his — probably expensive — cologne and the acrid odour of smoke. dropping your knees, you collected the crumpled papers immediately.

watching you at his beck and call was… exhilarating.

koga yudai liked when you were so quiet. he liked it when you heeded to him and only him.

but most of all, he loved possessing this boundless power over you.

and you would do absolutely anything to stay in his grip. he didn’t even have to lift a single finger since you were always so desperate to be near him.

scrambling back to your feet, yudai tutted tauntingly at you. a haunting smirk took to his face.

“i must’ve read it wrong then, i’m really sorry,” it was like reasoning with an iron wall. “i’ll return to the staff room and try to get the actual answers, yudai.”

immediately, his face dropped. throwing his cigarette, he snuffed the flame with his boot while his expression hardened.

“don’t ever call me that again if you know what’s good for you.” an expression of confusion took to your face. “it’s ‘k’ to you.”

you knew you fucked up. k hated when anyone called him ‘yudai’. no one, not even you, knew why.

hanging your head down in shame, you nodded meekly in response.

yudai smiled. that’s how he liked you to be, weak and faithful. he despised change, he also hated when his plans were ruined.

that all changed a few weeks later, when a transfer student joined the school.

murata fuma.

he was nice; a little naive to the happenings of the class 2-5 but still kind nonetheless. soon after, fuma became your seatmate. and both of you hit it off straight away, finding common interests and such. that was why you decided to tell fuma to steer clear of yudai to which he agreed. it wasn’t surprising to see yudai wasn’t a fan of this new friendship that was blooming. it ruined his plans, he wanted needed to isolate you from everyone else.

before this ‘fuma’ arrived, everything was all in place and uniformly at that. you were isolated and at his heed; now, however, you were slowly slipping through his fingers. yudai observed from a distance in the school cafeteria as you chatted excitedly with fuma, a hand on his shoulder.

he’d make note to speak with you about this in due time.

while laughing at whatever fuma said, you received a message from yudai; asking commanding you meet him behind the school.

as you trampled on the crackling gravel lightly, you notice yudai leaning against a discarded, crumbling, wooden table. with another cigarette in hand, he drew you in with a hand motion. to be honest, you were frightened that you had something to upset the boy you publicly yearned for. taking broad steps closer, you now could fully inhale the smell of nicotine. eyes drawn to his hands, you raked your gaze over his skeletal fingers, the ones you wanted to hold so dearly.

fingers gripped your jaw tightly, forcing you to look at him, “look at me.” his voice was firm and strict, like he was training an animal. “i don’t keep you around me to run after other men.”

that’s what you were to him. a faithful and obedient dog.

the cigarette still in his other hand, he gave a sarcastic chuckle.

“i don’t quite understand.” one by one, those fingers retracted.

you had upset him.

“are you fucking stupid or what? get your shit together. i know you told him to stay away from me. did you honestly think i wouldn’t know?” with his towering figure looming over you, he took a step closer; the end of the cigarette an inch from your face. “i think you deserve a little punishment, don’t you?”

smoke wafted around the koga heir, concealing his knowing smirk. “give me your hand.”

he put his hand out towards you, nodding for you to put your smaller hand in his. when you didn’t, with an overpowering amount of strength, he yanked your wrist. his nails dug into your arms as you grimaced, knowing what’s to come. the heat of the cigarette hovered around as yudai lowered it to come in contact with the skin of your palm.

the odour of burning flesh invaded your senses and you let out a yelp, retracting your hand away. tears welled up in your eyes as you gazed down at your burn. those same tears fell down to your chin as you looked up in disbelief.

yet you never uttered a word in retaliation. you could never.

“i-i won’t do it again, please.” yudai had never been this upset with you, and you hated it. you’d never been on the receiving side of his unfiltered wrath, usually observing those that had been unlucky to have been.

“if i see you so much as look at that bitch of a transfer student,” the name ‘fuma’ left a bitter taste in his mouth, even refusing to utter it. “expect much worser than this. and you know i never take shit like this lightly.”

he added one last part, “remember this. you don’t want to upset me again.”

again, you nodded; not wanting to even imagine yudai frowning in your direction. a lighthearted smile replaced his previous vexed expression. his plan of isolating you was again reinstated. you were his puppet, as always.

“now, you know i don’t like doing this to you.” your eyes perked up hearing the surprising statement from him. heat rushed to your cheeks as you avoided his gaze.

the right words always at the right time, he knew how to get you to stay in his grasp.

you asked him a simple question, “you don’t?”

and with that, yudai nodded his head and moved a strand of hair out of your eyes. a look of ‘worry’ took over his features as he stared at the purple-brownish burn on your skin. somewhere inside him, a burst of exhilaration ensued at seeing you like this. it was addictive; you still being the follower you always were even after being treated like dirt.

yudai liked that about you, this was your normal.

rough hands wrapped around the wrist of your palm that was hurt and spoke softly, “let’s get you patched up, hm?”

you were hurting, but that was okay. it was all for yudai.

after that day, you swore to keep away from fuma. that included avoiding him when he tried to speak with you at any point of the school day to even blocking his number on your phone. you weren’t necessarily scared of what yudai could do to you (you were to an extent), but you were scared what he’d do to others, especially fuma.

everyone in class school knew koga yudai came from old money, rumour had it that his parents were afraid of him. something to do with him being a ‘psychopath’, you obviously did not believe that though. the boy you were so hopelessly in love with was definitely not a psychopath.

yudai was always so protective of you and cared for you.

all your classmates avoided affiliating with the dangerous heir, terrified of his influence socially as well as economically; even his control over the school system. he would be able to arrange an expulsion for any that happened to be unfortunate get on his bad side.

however for you, that was not the case; yudai had immediately taken a liking to you. you still remembered when you first joined the school.

at first, yudai was intrigued by you. this came as a shock to him, he’d never been this interested in a classmate before, let alone a transfer student? it was your quiet and timid nature, but the fact you still had a presence in the class. ‘oh he had to have you’, he first thought. a plaything like you would perfectly complete his play set, he even thought it to be a bonus that you were seemingly infatuated with him. to him, people were like chess pieces and life was a chess board; you were only a pawn in his game — an easily discardable one at that.

he still remembered when you stumbled over your words whenever you spoke to him; also that he thought it to be sickeningly adorable.

yudai loved playing with people, especially those who were naive.

when in front of you, he put up a front; a kind-hearted, friendly and helpful facade that drew you in quickly.

amongst your first days, you had decided on studying in the library. observing your classmates whispering secretly, you unconsciously started listening in.

“i hate kei, he’s so stuck up. he deserves what’s coming to him.” one boy — you think was called tomo — said.

“he’s a borderline psychopath, remember what he did to fuji?” his friend, a girl, included. the conversation came to a hush as they realised you were present and able to hear.

“fuck, you’d better not open that mouth.” tomo interrupted with a glare in your direction.

gathering your belongings in one arm, you nodded, and got the hell out of there. during your alone time walking down the halls, you were contemplating on if you should tell yudai. that was until you had collided into someone and almost tripped over had they not wrapped an arm tightly around your waist. your gaze raked along their body until you recognised it to be the boy you were just thinking about.

a warm feeling of admiration coursed through your being.

noticing the worried expression on your face, he pulled you to an empty staircase. the smell of nicotine lingered around in the atmosphere faintly only masked by heavy amounts of expensive cologne. you were confused where the stench came from as you knew yudai didn’t smoke.

the smell made you faint-headed as it didn’t take long of you watching his pretty face to put you under a trance. it was so strong it had stuck to your blazer.

“is something wrong? you look out of it. a little worried perhaps?” his tone was laced with a hint of concern. he put a hand on your shoulder, snapping you back to reality and compelling you to look at him. “you can tell me. i’m here for you.”

a gentle touch, a caring tone, a concerned look all seemed to keep you from communicating back coherently.

should i? you contemplated inside your head, shutting your eyes and tuning the world out. it’s none of my business. but they seemed like they wanted to hurt kei.

koga yudai’s smile was gentle and radiated a disposition of kindness. your heart leaped at his lingering words and you lowered your voice.

“uhm… it’s about some of our classmates,” you whisper as an eyebrow raised on his pretty face. “tomo? i think he’s trying to, uh, hurt you.”

a shiver ran through your body at the thought of anyone laying a finger on the boy in front of you.

you waited for yudai’s expression to shift into worry — for him to react like normal person. but instead, he laughed in your face. you furrowed your eyebrows at his peculiar antics.

“let me guess, he said i was a psycho or something?” a snicker left his mouth again.

at once, you nodded.

he replied with a grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes, “don’t worry your pretty little head about that. i’ll deal with him. thanks for telling me.”

once again, your stomach leaped at his words; he always knew exactly what to say to keep you in his trance.

the phrase ‘i’ll deal with him’ kind of stuck with you.

only to be remembered the next day when you observed the same boy, tomo, entering the school gates with green-blueish bruises painting his face and a busted lip. it didn’t help that tomo kept returning his gaze to yudai and that the koga heir’s fists were covered with bandaids. yudai skipped happily towards you, an arm locked around your shoulder.

“you’re being cute again today.” he whispered to you.

the dots had all seemed to connect, but it was too late; you were already caught up in his spell.

since then, he started smoking around you more. you always caught him with a cigarette in hand and wafts of smoke dancing around him. at first when you saw him smoking carelessly, you had accidentally inhaled the smoke and started coughing violently.

yudai couldn’t contain the smile that threatened to make its way to his face. he loved seeing you in pain, it made him giddy. without delay, tears threatened to fall from your eyes and eventually did. the index finger of his free hand grazed your cheek softly, collecting that tear and wiping it away.

“you look better when you’re crying for me, hmm?” with a sigh of satisfaction, he took another puff and blew it at your face.

this time, you inhaled the smoke, biting back the reflex to cough. that had brought a smile to the man’s face.

meanwhile, murata fuma had tried his best to look out for you after noticing the predicament you were in with the heir that possessed psychopathic tendencies. there wasn’t much he could do after you avoided him and blocked his number. he had to work fast and work now.

so he took the chance; you walked alone in the empty hallway, earbuds in your ear and humming along to some music. you were looking around for yudai, wanting to show him a new artist you had discovered. that was until you were pulled inside a spare classroom by strong hands.

“what the hell— fuma?!” you yelped as you recognised the boy. “no, no, no. i can’t be here with you.” worry creased your face.

confusion laced fuma’s features, prompting you to continue your blabbering.

“if he sees me here with you, we’re both done for. please, i need to go.” as you turned to leave, you felt his hand wrap around your wrist. his gaze swept along the burns that littered along your skin and raised his eyebrows.

“go back? to him? he’s a fucking psycho. that…” a finger grazes one burn softly. “is not someone to return to.”

you were so tired of everyone dictating your life, you shrugged him off angrily. “you don’t know me or yudai. stay out of this, murata.”

and with that, you stormed off. muttering all sorts of curses, you decided to report to yudai himself.

dull sparkles seemed to settle in his eyes as you informed him of the happenings amidst your fellow classmates. your thoughts ran wild; remind you of what you refused to tell the heir in hopes of keeping your dignity. your classmates had asked you to help them bring down the boy and strip him of his power. obviously you had refused, but you couldn’t deny that you were tired of the games he played with you and others.

“they ambushed me randomly. i left before they could tell me anything though.”

you did well, right? you knew he’d be proud of you, yet an unsettling feeling churned in your stomach; plain fear quite literally manifesting inside your body.

a hum of understanding resonated from him, “why do i have a feeling you’re lying to me, pretty?”

the koga heir loved when you heeded his command, but loathed when you’d lie to him.

a liar was one thing he’d not tolerate. and you knew that.

in all his beauty, you observed as he walked towards you, his hazel eyes staring at the burn marks that decorated your palms — it was a reminder of your undying loyalty to him. a reminder of your love for him… that he would never reciprocate.

koga yudai didn’t know how to love, he never wanted to learn either. yet he knew enough about how to manipulate the love others had for him. now, he slinked back and admired his work.

“did those fools mention anything else?”

“no.” another lie.

genuine fear laced with obedience conveyed through your body language. now was not the time to be nervous. you watched as his brown locks ruffled when the wind blew.

yudai always made sure to wear his signature cologne around you. you were obsessed with the smell and it always seemed like you paid more attention to him when he wore it. the boy would also noticed that you would stare at his lips every time he parted them to speak and found that hilarious.

he liked the way your eyes would dart around nervously after before settling on your shoes. the way your cheeks heated up; it delighted him to know that you weren’t planning on leaving anytime soon.

his favourite puppet. sitting prettily for him, responsive and loyal.

sending you on mindless and endless errands was his favourite pastime.

something inside him told him you were a person who liked to feel needed, so he put you to use. as always, you were there to give him a good and proper laugh. who’d need entertainment when he had you, figuratively and comically chasing your own tail. always beaming, you’d return with whatever he told you to, over the moon that you could be of service to him and only him.

it wasn’t like you were any wiser, currently on your way to buy coffee for yudai (or as per his command for some girl from class 2-4 he had been speaking to for a while). as much as it pained you that he had another person he was close to, you did what you could.

cautiously balancing the coffee, you walked towards the table they were at and noticed yudai’s hand was on the girl’s thigh. forcing a smile on your face, you placed — more like slammed — the tray down onto the table and stormed off. the smile on the boy’s face only grew wider at your visible discontent.

this was something he had to do.

to yudai, you looked a bit too satisfied with your position around him, he had to remind you of your designated place in his school.

he followed you to your empty form room and grabbed your wrist, “what’s wrong?”

you took your hand back as you replied, “it’s that girl. why do you hang around her when you have me? am i not enough?” jealousy coursed through your veins.

“i always do exactly what you tell me to.” you take his hand in yours and prompt him to meet your awaiting gaze. “please, look at me and only me. and i’ll do anything you want me to.”

inside him, the wealthy heir couldn’t contain his excitement. this was exactly what he needed; he enjoyed this push and pull game.

“you’re amusing.” perplexity laced your eyes as he spoke. “i like you.”

and yudai always came out on top.

#&team reactions #andteam reactions #&team k #koga yudai #&team x reader #koga yudai imagines #&team imagines #&team angst #k x reader #&team #pyramid game #pyramid game x reader #pyramid game au

[pettytiredandjewish]

New year new blog. Was originally Transjewishpeterparker now tiredandjewish (which kind of fits me with the shit show that’s happening now)

And since I keep seeing a lot of these posts floating around (the pro hamas/ antisemitic shit) here’s a few reminders for those who are still in denial about what’s going on-either because of propaganda from JVP or other sources like those who are controlled by hamas, or because you just hate Jews in general (you know who you are)

-Hamas are still holding hostages and are treating them horribly (to deny it is really messed up)

-Hamas is not a resistance group (‘resistance groups’ don’t drop bombs/attack/kidnap/kill/torture/r*** innocent civilians nor do they use their own civilians as human shields)

-Israel had a right to defend itself after 10/9. They weren’t gonna sit around and twiddle their thumbs and not do anything after this horrible attack- if a country attacks another country it’s likely that a war will break out- it’s always been a part of history. War isn’t good- it affects everyone, but war isn’t suddenly going to stop. History reminds us of this- and history isn’t all rainbows and sunshine. (This is coming from someone who is ethically Jewish who’s family was affected (and still dealing with the after affects) by the holocaust and other horrible antisemitic events/ and also Native American who’s family was (and still dealing with the aftermath) affected by colonialism/boarding schools/etc. so I know firsthand that history isn’t pretty)

-stop spreading/sharing antisemitic crap. It’s not funny. It’s really messed up. Read history and know your definitions of the terms y’all love to throw around. The amount of misinformation that y’all are spewing is kinda scary. I know the education system isn’t the best but y’all surly learned that the holocaust was real and really horrible (For the goys/jew haters/ or jew self haters- you know who you are). y’all, I can honestly keep going but I’m really exhausted- so I’m gonna end my little vent here until something else happens…

Am yisrael chai ✡️

#jumblr #jewish #antisemitism #am yisrael chai #zionisim #anti zionisim #hamas is isis #read up on history for the love of #and stop spreading antisemitic crap #i’m so tired

[merriclo]

y’all know how i made a joke abt how i shouldn’t make a linkverse based off of how i play each game? well. i’m having thoughts so here’s how i think each link would be based off of how i played their games:

warning i have not played every zelda game (or completed any aside from botw at this point) so these are just the ones that i actually have my hands on or have watched several play throughs of

Skyward Sword:

DUDE IS PISSED. THE ENTIRE TIME.

very much a reluctant hero at the start

“i’m not gonna find ur fuckin kikwi— fuck ok fine whatever ur lucky fi is on ur side.”

he does want to help and he likes doing side quests, but he was just so worried about Zelda that he became irritated and just wanted to get on with it

has no rupees ever definitely not because of impulse spending how dare u even imply such a thing

violently in love with Zelda

in the scene in the beginning where he realized Groose locked up his bird, he was livid. if Zelda didn’t step in he would’ve thrown hands

actually such a bafoon he is so confused

horrified of spiders. he just about sobbed the moment he saw the big ones in the skyward temple

loves his birdie so much. they are besties beyond comprehension. they talk shit.

so so bad with directions. dude is lost constantly.

has a lot of emotional maturity but still struggles with bursts of frustration, especially when confused

felt so guilty for knocking down the chandelier in the Lumpy Pumpkin

Ocarina of Time/Majora’s Mask:

very confused very often

he tries his very hardest but still needs help

“……..” “link. link do u n—“ “no no i’ve got it i know what to do” “……” “ok fine navi what do i do” “throw bombs in the eyes” “FUCK”

that being said he gets so happy every time he figures it out himself it’s great

first time he saw a peahat he just about sobbed

“NAVI. NAVI WHAT THE HELL IS THA— OH HYLIA ITS MOVING ITS MOVING ITS MOVING NO”

ready to slap Mido at any time

will sit and listen to malon sing for hours

very self conscious and doubtful that he has what it takes to be the hero. after Majora’s Mask he’d be more confident in his abilities but still scared he’s not as skilled or smart as the other Links

the biggest worrier. he does everything out of fear of other people getting hurt

if i do a whole linkverse thing i’d want him to be in the awkward teenage stage and attempt to be a big brother figure to the younger ones, but be awkward abt it and fumble a lot

fucking hates bowling

i have so many thoughts about what happened during Hyrule Warriors. so fucking many.

Wind Waker:

so fuckin lonely. dude is on the seas constantly with only a boat to talk to. he is so alone.

Aryll is his number 1 bestie and he really struggled with being without her lively presence at first

medley and him are also really good friends !! he thinks she’s so neat and just. nice

thinks Tetra is literally so cool. the coolest. she’s so cool no he definitely doesn’t have a crush on her what are you taking abt

thought the barrel was the funniest shit ever and always giggles at the memory of it

got so annoyed when the king tried to parent or guide him at all. excuse you big man let him travel the oceans. don’t stop him from sailing at that point. let him be free.

that being said li’l guy Roams. he got to places he didn’t have the proper equipment for way too early and only got the proper equipment because he realized that it could help solve that puzzle or something

so into the side quests. he loved going about and helping people at every turn, it reminded him of going about the village and helping his neighbors

that being said the joy pendents were like pulling teeth. he did it just because he like things to be complete, but it sucked. he was so annoyed the entire time.

loves the koroks so much they’re wonderful

if i actually end up doing the linkverse i think he’d be about 15, maybe 14, but unlike oot and mm link he already went through his shithead stage and has practice with being a big brother

definitely doesn’t hum sea shanties to himself when he thinks he’s alone. definitely not. never.

Tri-Force Heroes:

in my head tfh link is the same as albw link so. =)

mostly used dopples

DUDE IS FILLED WITH ANXIETY

he’s very quick to react and is very aware of his surroundings, but struggles with focusing or honing in on any one element

very good at solving the puzzles

the combat, however? not so much. the totem system was really something to get used to and he prefers not to fight with it. using it to get to places is no big deal (though annoying at times) but the fighting is just plain aggravating

super fashion forward (obviously)

he LOVES Madame Couture and her apprentice, and has a soft spot for all of the townsfolk

he became to attached to townsfolk so quickly actually. like he loves the people of Hytopia so much.

his self esteem was put through the goddamn ringer and he has a lot of self worth issues because of it yes i was personally insulted by the mass amount of bear sweater insults. it was a cute sweater fuck off

that being said he covers it up with an egotistical front, taking on aspects of Madame Couture’s personality in an attempt to be more accepted in Hytopia

he’s still a total diva btw. don’t let the self esteem issues fool you he knows he looks good now

he’s also probably one of the nicer Links, even if he might slip up and call ur gloves tacky on accident every once in a while

if he tries to help someone outfit wise it’s just because he really cares and wants them to be respected, not because he thinks he’s better than them

gets frustrated really easily and quits what he’s doing only to come back ten minutes later and try again

emotions wise he’s sort of all over the place, very theatrical (both because of Ravio and all of Hytopia)

Hytopia made him realize he wasn’t cis or straight. he doesn’t know if he wants to be with Madame Couture’s apprentice or Princess Styla, or if he wants to be them.

yes princess styla was part of my gay awakening leave me alone

if i do go through with this i’d def want to explore this link’s dynamic with both Ravio and botw link. ravio because the constant praises would be such a contrast to the critiquing of Hytopia, and botw link because gender

Cadence of Hyrule:

k i’m not gonna lie i don’t know this one too well But i really wanted to include it. idc if it’s not canon. fuck you.

LITTLE BARD BOY. BABY.

gets so upset with himself when he misses a beat. like unreasonably so.

hums a lot !!

in the linkverse i like the idea of him being like 10 and adoring oot/mm link because of the ocarina. despite how much he fumbles, i think coh link would love him and think he’s so cool. imagine a little kid admiring their older sibling even if the older sib is lame as hell

k that’s it for coh link lmao sorry it’s so short. i love him i do i’m just new to the game

Breath of The Wild:

dlc is canon idc what nintendo says. the zelda encyclopedia said the timeline is up to my imagination and i’m imagining very intently.

relatively calm and peaceful aside from the bursts of extreme anxiety and sadness

will sit for hours and listen to Kass

rlly wants to be great pals with Sidon (and they are, to an extent) but gets a little overwhelmed by all of the compliments and praise

he will fight anyone who insults him though (looking at you, traveler who called him creepy. fuck you.)

literally just wants to be some guy, and to an extent he is (to the townspeople at least). he’s just some rlly skilled fighter who likes to cook and is kind of quiet and odd to them. but hey he’s really helpful and is always looking for something to do

loves Kakariko village!! he’s basically Cottla and Koko’s older sibling and is trying to get Paya to be more relaxed.

speaking of Paya, their dynamic is a bit weird? there’s definitely something there, but at that moment neither of them are ready for any kind of relationship

loves the great fairies, thinks they’re so pretty and nice we’re ignoring the weird cutscenes. i hate them.

the one hit obliterator quest was a one of the most anxiety inducing things in his life and he hated it. as soon as it was over they just laid facedown in the dirt for a while

is a horse girl

Teba became their father figure but neither of them will ever admit that

head over heals for his Zelda. thinks she’s so sweet and smart and just wants to make sure she’s okay

while Gerudo Town was definitely the place he realized he wasn’t cis, he always had the thought in the back of their mind, and even though Bozai really creeped him out, that’s what solidified the non-cis realization

i love the genderfluid botw link headcanon can u tell

loves all of the champion’s descendants so much. they visit them whenever they’re in town.

feels so guilty about burning things. like yes he can and will do it but he’ll be upset about it. he tries to protect the environment ok?

koroks 🤝 botw link

pondering the idea of him being kind of non human and a little magic because of the Sheika tub. if so he’d be even closer with the koroks because they have some connection to sheika magic i think (korok seeds = inventory expansion and all that stuff)

LOVES PURAH. THEY’RE BESTIES. they have dinner together and link’s her lil test subject <3

he needs his map. he is lost without it. he’ll happily be lost don’t get me wrong but he will take 10 extra hours to get somewhere

oh also ADHD incarnate. cannot stay focused for shit.

if i actually do this they’d be besties with tfh link. fashion and genderqueer buddies.

OKAY SO THATS IT FOR NOW !! special thank you to @astral-catastrophe for encouraging me to do this, it’s actually so fun to think about !

ignore how halfway through i actually started developing characters and then got tired and stopped. shh. don’t worry abt that.

#crying i have so many thoughts about tri force heroes ?? i didn’t realize it was that much #the most developed link is the fucking dress up game link i’m screaming #help how do i tag this #also. you fools you’ve just given be an outlet to massively project onto #clo’s linkverse au #Hero’s Call AU

[lycanthrope6221]

Sucide Squad: Kill the Justice League

Character Rant

Hi there here’s my thoughts on all the current operatives in Sucide Squad: Kill the Justice League. I’ll probably do another one of these for the Joker when he releases next month

Disclaimer, I’m a artist not a writer I suck I at writing and I really just wanted to get my thoughts down and put them out there also I’m writing this a after playing the game last night and my memory isn’t 100% I might have missed some things but oh well.

Spoilers!!! mostly just for gameplay I don’t really bring up the story.

Tw: Guns and violence

Harley Quinn:

Character-Loving her dialogue right now. Her voice fits well(duh it’s Tara strong), she has funny dialogue and unhinged dialogue she doesn’t feel forced or anything. I’m happy she’s moved on from the Joker and is trying to live her best life despite the bomb planted into her skull.

Movement- I’m going to be completely honest and say I think I might need to redo the tutorial for the bat grapple gun. All I do is fall…. Beside that it’s fun to swing around and grapple to building my brain keeps defaulting to Spider-Man 2 controls lol.

Combat- I know you can equip any weapon for any character but I’m just sticking to the type of gun they started with so my Harley’s only getting SMG’s and revolvers. I like beating aliens to a bloody pulp with Harley’s bat and I love revolvers in games like there so much fun to use.

Deadshot:

Character- So far it looks like Floyd is basically the voice of reason for the team. He has prior experience to mercenary work and it shows in the way he communicates with Waller i think this is a nice detail. He brings up his daughter sometimes and I really hope he gets to see her preferably not in alien invaded metropolis.

Movement- at first I struggled with the jet pack but after a couple stressful missions I finally got used to it. I don’t really have much to say about it, it’s a jetpack. Blast off woo hoo.

Combat- My Deadshot currently has a a sniper rifle and assault rifle. I’m so happy that the sniper rifles in this game aren’t heavy snipers and don’t take 10 years to reload cause I would be so so dead. I just got my first notorious weapon and it’s Black Mask sniper rifle and the floating back skulls were a jump-scare at first but honestly it gives the gun character.

Captain Boomerang-

Character- As a Tim drake fan I apologize for what I’m about to say. He’s slowly becoming harder and harder to hate. The voice actor and writers are just doing to good of a job also shot out to the animators whoever did facial animations for this game deserves double pay. He’s a dick and he sucks but in a funny way. Like ok Boomer rang why would you put a bomb into a child’s head? Yes that child is an omega level Metahuman but still! I would push him down a flight of stairs but I would also throw him down a granola bar.

Movement- When I first saw the trailer I thought this was “just revived from darkest night and now I have powers” Boomerang but no its some speed force copy cat gauntlet I think this was a good decision. I don’t hate his traversal it’s honestly pretty fun to throw boomerangs and go fast. Gotta go fast…

Combat- I love Boomerangs melee attack I love smacking people with a boomerang. I have a sniper rifle and a shotgun equipped. Shotguns are so much fun in this and doing the quick time thingys is really fun with them 10/10 shotgun lover 4lifers.

King Shark:

Character: King shark is such a neat humanoid shark. At first I thought he was just MCU Drax the destroyer in a different font but even though they both share a lot of tropes King Sharks love for learning reminds me more of Strong from fallout. I really like his design too, we don’t see a lot of 3d humanoid sharks out there and they nailed it.

Movement: King Shark uses his claws and glowing shark powers to jump high and run fast. I can’t really tell but I think he may be the fastest character. It might just be how easy he is to use but I don’t really notice any limitations like the others/its not screaming in my face like with dead shots jetpack over heating or Harley’s bat drone having a cool down. It’s also very cool to run around as a giant shark jumping off builds and plowing through crowds of aliens.

Combat- My King Shark is currently equipped with a heavy machine gun and a shotgun. The heavy gun is fine and kinda fun to use it pairs really well with his melee. King sharks melee attack is his 2 daggers that can cut through people and launch them into the sky so you can riddle them with bullets. That’s my favorite combo and you can do that with every character but King Sharks just seems cooler.

#ssktjl #sucide squad: kill the justice league #deadshot #harley…. #harlequin #captain boomerang #sorry tim #king shark #dc comics #lycan talks

[fandomsoda]

I am. So tired of being a modern day youth.

Everything is taking a turn for the worst. There’s wars, genocides, injustice, people losing their rights, everything. That has always been a thing, this is absolutely nothing new and I am not going to act like it is anything new. It’s all too familiar and built into this fucked up system. It’s a feature, not a bug. But there’s an uptick in things now and a lot of other factors make it feel like these things are building up to something. And they are.

We are reaching the tipping point where it will just be revolution or die, basically. And we have no idea what that revolution is going to look like. We have no idea what we will lose, what we will have to be prepared for. Other than societal collapse, of course. Because it’s been made clear that the people in power would rather kill us all than ever throw us a proper bone. People are working 3 jobs and unable to afford rent, do you understand how sick that fucking is?

And it’s not like our parents care, they don’t care, they’re either neutral or in favor of this shit and those who do care are in the minority. Most of us are still just children. But now it’s almost only the children and young adults who have the power to stop this mess. I am expected to go through school, continue my day-to-day while innocent civilians are being bombed and the world is on the verge of societal collapse. The earth is dying too. It’s… awful.

and let me be VERY clear: hope is not lost. Do not be a doomer. There is still time and opportunity and space to enact change. We can do this. But…it also won’t be easy. I have no money, school eats up all of my time, I cannot go out and do things or organize or protest, nor do I even have the proper rights to do so because kids are not seen as full human beings under the law or society itself. Getting a job feels unattainable due to my disabilities. And… I’m also not physically nor mentally capable of handling the harsh conditions that will accompany this revolution. I know that fighting and standing up is the right thing to do, and thus I will do it if I have to, but it will not be easy and damn am I scared.

And with this fear, this mental incapacity, I’ve been dissociating and losing myself in media and fiction and reality is blending with unreality and my brain is just desperately trying to keep me sane and somewhat happy and in the process making me feel like everything around me is a construct of my own mind, and while I try my best to do what I can to aid the real world, I am struggling with whether it is real or not.

And I’m… lucky, honestly. I’m very privileged, I am very well off, I have a stable home and food and everything. And therefore my suffering is nothing in comparison to those actually experiencing the brutality. And at the same time it’s still torture to be trapped up in this ivory tower when I want to be out there helping and fighting and doing what’s right. I want so badly to do the right thing, to help people, to use my privilege for good, but I am physically unable to as I can’t go anywhere but home and school nowadays. And I wish that earning a better tomorrow was easy, but it’s not.

Hope is not lost, but the path to greatness is not pretty. And I love humanity, but damn I hate the world we live in right now. And I have it pretty good, but damn, I am tired. And I can only imagine how tired the people who are actually struggling are. They are the ones who matter here at the end of the day. Not me.

#vent #important vent

[mrs-monaghan]

Disclaimer: if read this and think I hate Tae then that’s a you problem not a me problem

I don’t hate Tae, I really don’t, he is the reason I’m into BTS in the first place, but it is mind blowing to me how Tkkers try to be so oblivious to everything Tae does. They will sit around all day calling JM the fanservice King but will hype up anytime Tae mentions JK in his 5 min livestreams. Yet completely ignore how JK does a 1hr or more for livestreams and barely (if at all) utter Tae’s name. Now I’m not comparing bonds, because they all are different from one another. Tkkers could talk about how Jikook is so one sided but purposefully ignore the fact that with Jikook it has always been mutual. Tkkers also completely ignore how Tae throws himself at all the members but mostly Jin and Hobi. They be like Jikook onstage moments are fanservice but then you have Tae flirting with every member, again mostly Jin and Hobi. They lost their minds when they saw TKK standing together in the photos they took. Went on about how Jikook were not next to each so that meant that Jikook did not speak to each other and then bomb. Bang tan Bomb was released and showed them otherwise. The insecurity quickly comes and goes with every Jikook and TKK moment that happens. I try not to pay attention to them over the small things but I draw the line at them accusing JM of horrible things.

This is why I think a lot of Tkkers don’t actually ship Taekook but only want them together not only for their visuals but for their fantasies. There is just no way Tkkers can get all this stuff from TKK and still be so pissed over a hug that JK basically melting into. It is so obvious that a good portion of Tkkers a clearly scared of Jikook possibly being real and are even more scared that JK might actually care and love JM, not as a romantic partner but just in general.

Now down to what pisses me off more than Tkkers…Armys or shall I say “Armys”. Tkkers have been saying that JM is SA-ing JK, h****ssing JK, A wording JK and R wording JK but what do “Armys” do? Well, Jkkers and Tkkers are like sibling, Jkkers call Tae an attention seeker (this is mostly based off of a specific tweet, where an “army” did compare Jkkers and JM solo Stan’s calling Tae an attention seekers to Tkkers calling JM a h****sser). Like this is why Tkkers are getting away with so much stuff, from h****ssing jewelry brands to models to members and “Armys” do nothing about it. There response to to everything is “ignore them and they will go away” or “I don’t wanna get involved in a fanwar”. This ain’t a fanwar and ignoring them is exactly why they have gotten so much worse. Making up horrible accusations is not something that should be taken lightly. If media outlets pick those accusations up (so glad they haven’t yet) it would be so bad for BTS. Also Armys are so quick to come at Blinks for all the horrible stuff they say about JM but can’t do the same thing towards Tkkers? What??!!! Is it because Blinks don’t just target JM they target all of BTS? But if that was the case than doesn’t that mean they should go after Tkkers as well? Tkkers token Stan Jin, Hobi and Yoongi mainly and that gets them dragged by JM solo Stan’s. So, it’s obvious that alot of “Armys” are Tkkers as well and share the same thoughts (JM is bothering JK and JK hates JM) as Tkkers do. This is why I say “if you think/act like a Tkker than I’m gonna say you are a Tkker”. Like there is no reason why we have been dealing with the same stuff since 2017. GCFT must’ve really bothered them a lot, especially since every time it the anniversary for GCFT, they lose their minds about how it was suppose to be a Vminkook trip.

I think anon the biggest problem is that they are scary. People are scared of them so they don't call them out..

Capable of so much evil

I don't need to list the shit they've done. We all know. From photoshopping Jimin with bangpd to throwing shit at him in LV with the intent to harm him. They are dangerous. True ot7 accounts can't post about Jikook because they get attacked. Jimin fucking scares them and I don't know why.

The vermin are also OT1. They are V solos point black period. Because when JK dotes on Jimin and ignores V they go for the jugular. On the one half of their ship. I mean, the fact that they call Jikook FS is already super disrespectful to JK but they don't care about that. I honestly dk why V has the shittiest fans.

Look around, you will a find a Suga biased army, who is a Jkkr. You will find a Jin biased army who is a Jkkr, you will find a Hobi biased army who is a Jkkr. RM too. But you know what you will NEVER find? A V biased army who is a Jkkr. It boggles my mind. Truly. But I blame Taekook_lives and any other vermin with a YT channel or a TT. I blame big twitter accounts that hate on Jimin. Because they're the ones who watch original content and decide to spread lies. It in turn causes this chain reaction. They know tkkrs are not going to watch original content. Because they hate to see JK and Jimin all over each other. So they take advantage of it.

I am sad that members have to enlist. But I am looking forward to seeing what will happen to this group of people when they only have 5 year old content to work with for 2 years. Because lets face it, the good stuff was before JK and V fell out. When they still used to be close. Taekook are better now, but it ain't the same. Hopefully we can shed this dead weight when members are gone.

#bts ask #ask shaz #the vermin

[leffee]

alright here are some more things I thought of forgive me if there are ever any repeats I may never remember what I’ve ever said lol

- since Vinnie is never tall enough to reach anything he has gotten into a bad habit of trying to climb things to reach what he wants rather then ask for help because in his head he doesn’t need anyone lol

- I wanna mention that I feel like Zoe or penny would have a ton of things in their purses like candy, makeup, wallet, change, tissues, receipts ect.. and they both end up saying “let me check the purse” on a daily basis just because hey it might be in the purse

- I also have a theory that since Vinnie does speak more English than Italian I feel like his Italian side would come out when he gets super excited or super sad and doesn’t want to talk to anyone (kinda like his own get out of jail free card for questions he doesn’t feel like answering) (feel free to add to that)

- a thought on Russell I feel like the reason he hates marshmallows is because he’s allergic to them not deathly or anything but they give him major stomach issues to the point where his body physically rejects them and he could start throwing up blood so he does what he can to avoid them ( idk if that’s a real thing but his friends don’t know because he’d rather keep to himself the only person he’s told is Sunil just in case

- when Vinnie gets nervous he (when he has one) he wraps his tail around himself kinda like a hug to ease his anxiety

- pennyling keeps in touch with everyone she’s ever met she’s super good at checking in on everyone and making new friends she is also close with her relatives in china they send her snacks and she sends them snacks back they video call often

- pepper is always the first one to try and fight someone when she gets drunk jokingly asking if they “wanna go bro?” Sometimes it’s hard to tell though if she’s serious which worries some of her friends in that moment

- Sunil is just like Russell in the sense that he is kinda like the dad he takes care of everyone and everything when he can and sometimes forgets to do anything for himself he’d rather see everyone else happy especially Vinnie everyone often calls Vinnie “ sunil’s baby”because he babies him so much from making sure he eats to laying him down for a nap because he knows he’s tired he’s also never missed any of vinnie’s dance shows

- sharukuh is so protective of Sunil he would do anything to make him happy after all he’s his first real connection emotionally,mentally and physically that he’s had. he’s kinda like Vinnie in the sense that he doesn’t like letting anyone he cares about get hurt or leave him so he’ll do anything to keep him around deep down Sunil saved his life without even knowing it

- Vinnie loves any and all type of music he’s made it his personal mission to be able to dance any kind of song no matter what it is his friends kinda made it a game to pick songs at random and see if he can make a dance for it

- Zoe has had so many crushes that everyone’s lost track of her love life they just try to be as supportive as possible even though they are incredibly lost Russell was the only brave soul to try but after a while he to was lost..

R: “so, how are you and Brad doing?”

Z: “Brad?” “Oh no darling we split weeks ago! But Daniel is certainly on my radar”

R: -_-

- pennyling is crazy good at knitting she’s made so many sweaters for her friends especially vinnie since he gets so cold he has one in every color at this point

- vinnie and pepper love to photo bomb when they see the chance. But Zoe if she gets a hold of your phone you’ll find your camera roll filled with her selfies she’s graced you with lol

- Russell has tried so many times to understand his feelings he’ll lay awake at night thinking about how he’s supposed to feel. if he’s normal? what his future will be? if he’ll have kids? get married?will the robots be his company? he’s got so much going on up there if only everyone knew…

- vinnie and Russell were each others first kiss (in one scenario) the only reason that Sunil wasn’t Vinnie’s was because their relationship didn’t get a chance to go any farther before Sunil left for college (sharukuh ended up being sunils when they became official after Sunil graduated)

- Vinnie won’t let anyone mess with his hair much he gets grumpy when they try because to him it’s his best feature “don’t touch the hair” “hey my hair!” it really brings out his Italian side everyone can swear they hear his accent in that moment

- Russell and penny made a tiny garden after finding random seeds and they are pretty proud of how it turned out and plan to have a bigger one if they get any space

- I feel like the boys wear make up but in a way that’s kinda like it matches fur or skin color so they can cover up pimples or imperfections themselves 

- minka can’t stand quiet she has to have some sort of sound in order not to go insane like, for example music anyone talking she doesn’t like awkward silence at all 

- Vinnie has a countdown clock that was gifted to him so anytime Sunil goes out of town he has a way to keep track of how long it will be before he could see him again. he can’t stand any of his friends being so far from him, especially Sunil (one time his flight was delayed due to bad weather, and Vinnie freaked out. They couldn’t calm him down for hours. He was in tears and begged them to take him to the airport, so he could wait there)

- zoe has started a fashion blog to help others try to be as fabulous as she is. It’s pretty small right now, but gaining a pretty large following. She believes this is what she might be famous for in the future. Everyone is pretty supportive, being her models

- Sunil did try the no shave November thing. He grew pretty nice beard but ended up shaving it off because he felt too self-conscious about it. On the other hand, the girls found it kind of weird to see they found it hard to get used to sharukuh thought it was cute Vinnie thought it was hot Russell had mixed feelings although pepper swears, she caught him, staring, much more when he had it he denies it every time lol

- since Vinnie loves physical touch so much being in a relationship for him is the best thing in the whole world his boyfriend would have to have this clingy man forever, and always attached since he has had a history of depression, being in a relationship is almost healing for him in a way.

- sometimes some or all of the group have sleepovers just for fun or because they can. they bring all types of food,watch movies,play truth or dare the whole Shabang! They try as much as they can to keep the connection They’ve always had strong by hanging out as often as possible, seeing as life can get really busy 



all right, this is why I think I’m going to end it for now. It kinda ended up being longer than I thought. I feel like there’s more but I’m blanking on some of the things that I thought of before lol. 

You have no idea how giddy seeing those each times makes me, you actually don't because I can't put it into words. Here and now, I'm saying that I love all of them, but of course now we shall get more into each one and be crazy about them aaaand my beloved Vincent of course:

headcanons that revolve around Vinnie being short make me very very happy no matter what and this one is no different :DD and yeah, the LAST thing he will do when unable to reach something is ask for help, because that would be admitting to himself and others that he's short and he is not doing that. In fact, it's not even the last thing, he just won't do it at all. But yes, he climbs things to reach the items that he needs, and even more importantly, he climbs people sometimes too, "Vinnie what are you-?" "Shh, Sunil, I just need to get something." "I... I can just get it for you?" *hiss*. You know? He's so small. As he should be

ok but I think they say that "let me check the purse" literally no matter what item it is that someone needs. If it was a hairbrush or something then that's understandable, but you can ask them for anything and they will still look for it there because just maybe it's there. A laptop? A scented candle? An entire lamp? Better check just in case. How does that even fit in there is a mystery, who knows, who knows

yes yes, this! In my all "don't actually know how bilingualism works" glory I decided that in moments of extreme or sudden emotions (like that excitement you mentioned) his brain just gets completely overtaken by the more, let's call it, primal language which for him is Italian, and he just yells excitedly in Italian or something. Nobody else has a clue what he's saying but they know he's excited. And when it comes to that second part, he totally does use Italian as an excuse not to talk to anyone, not just when he's sad, just whenever he feels like not doing it. For example, if a stranger on the street asks him for directions or something but he's tired or not in the mood to deal with anyone or whatever he will just pretend he doesn't speak English and will start sputtering words in Italian - it usually works, though there were one or two times when the person was like "Oh, don't worry, I speak Italian too." And he was like "...Great :)". Oh, and also he usually switches to Italian when angry and wanting to swear but not wanting to make a scene, so he just, "Gimmie a moment." he walks to the side and begins yelling italian swears "Al diavolo! Cazzo! Porca puttana!"

yeah, fair enough, I like when characters are allergic to something. Idk if that's a real thing either but if I can give Vinnie allergy to raspberries which I also have no idea if it's possible, then Russell can be allergic to marshmallows. Though I feel like at some point Sunil would break and tell someone because he can't stand the tension of others teasing Russell about it when he knows the truth. Like, he'd say Vinnie at least, and the the next time that marshmallow thing occurs Vinnie is just quiet and Russell picks it up and adds two and two together in his head and later he's like "Suuuunil." Sunil swears he did nothing, in a very sweaty fashion I mean

yeah, it's kinda like I said that he "borrowed" some things from Sunil, like playing with his tail when nervous, or like in this case changed it a bit, not playing with it but wrapping it around himself. Side note: he would also wrap his tail around himself when cold, but that would not work because guess what, this thing is also cold, he just sometimes forgets about it because it works for mammals, and he sees them doing that sometimes and then forgets it won't work for him. Poor soul. Another side note, I headcanon him with a much longer tail then he has in the show, 1. Because I want to and would do that anyway 2. Because I read somewhere that lizards' tails are as long as their body, so if anthro Vinnie is 5'2" then if I understand it correctly his tail should literally be exactly that too or close to 5'2". In other words, in whatever form, his tail should be as long as he is tall

man, she's good, I mean, imagine keeping in touch with everybody you ever met, that'd be a no from me 🙃 but that's actually really sweet, I mean the snacks sending part, she sends them hot-dogs lol. She should send Vinnie's cake actually. Can I just say that I actually really like her relatives in the episode? The ending was genuinely really heartwarming. Good for her, good for them too for that matter

honestly, I think most people, at least ones that know her would assume that's she's absolutely serious because it's Pepper, so they never quite believe she's just jokinh and keep an eye on her, just in case. In short: she says that a lot when sober too, so everyone is like "uh oh" when she says that when drunk

he'd rather see Vinnie happy than himself? My God, he's just like me. Except that I also want to see him in pain and misery sometimes. Aaanyway. Sunil carries him around, I imagine, I mean, look at how small he is. Sunil really is just like me, because if Vinnie was real I would do everything for him and then lie him down at the end of the day and pat his head. Wait, wait, a thought! With that making sure he eats part. Sunil just brings him a nice actually nutricious dinner but Vinnie is always eating random, unhealthy snacks like chips or whatever so he's like "No thanks, I already ate dinner." He didn't, he ate 200g of salted nuts. Though I'm not personally a fan of calling characters "babies" in this way, it removes their autonomy somehow and he is a grown-ass man at the end of they day

Vinnie and Sharukh bonding over being willing to do anything not to let people they care about get hurt or leave them and treating Sunil like a devine entity worth of worship because he saved their lives in a way🤝. Like, maybe Sharukh slowly but surely notices that about Vinnie and eventually they have a talk, or the other way around, Vinnie's the one who notices. I think Vinnie would be jealous at first that there's someone else around Sunil so much but then he feels that kinship "ah, yes, this is also a crazy man who is willing to go to insane lenghts to keep Sunil happy. And he probably has attachment issues". He can respect that, Sunil has that effect on people, well, on him anyway

bro, why even try, of course he can dance to any and every type of music. You know, a long long time ago I saw someone's headcanon that Vinnie doesn't like pop music because he thinks it's not real music and for a while I went with it but eh, it never stuck in the end. I agree though, I mean, I think he just basically loves all types of dances, all, (and since different types go with different music so he naturally loves all kinds of music too), people got so stuck on him and tap dancing but I disagree, let him dance tango or foxtrot, damn it. I just, I think he really really loves dancing, and he's really really not good at it, he does not get better, in fact, he gets worse. But still, he watches dancing videos for hours and analizes every step

Brad? Just wait until she gets to Chad. I imagine at this point most of the time they don't even catch the change of name. Just, one day Zoe would be talking about let's say that Brad, but next day she will be talking about Daniel, and because she sometimes doesn't even acknowledge that it's not the same person, and her friends are so lost so they don't even notice, they think it's the same person. Damn, Daniel!

wait, that's so adorable. Everybody always be like "Sunil's the one who wears sweater" but please, imagine Vinnie in a sweater, better yet, imagine him in a turleneck. God, he's so cute. He would look so good in a classic black one, but might I also suggest very light pink. And Penny's so good to him, all of them really. What if she also makes them those matching sweaters? I dunno if there are any patterns for 7 people, but like those "If lost return to __" and "I'm __."

yes, and Vinnie and Pepper photobomb anybody they can, be it their friends or complete strangers. If they are together and see their chance they will try to arrange some sort of mockingly dramatic pose in the background. Zoe on the other hand, well of course! She has graced you with her presence and beauty, you wanted those selfies, you know that ;)

ok, but what if sometimes he just couldn't keep all those thoughts in his head so he texted one person those thoughts. The problem is that when he texted Pepper, Vinnie or Minka they had this sort of conversations: Russell: "What's your biggest fear? Mine is being forgotten..." One of them: "Damn that's deep, mine is kool aid man." I think if anyone, he'd talk about it with Sunil, maybe Penny. Well, that's a hypothetical situation if he actually talked about it to anyone of course. However! I shall answer all those questions because I have all the answers: is he normal? Compared to some others, yeah, he's fine; what his future will be? Lovely, because there will be VInnie there :D; will he have kids? No, Vinnie doesn't like kids; will he get married? yes, to Vinnie; will the robots be his company? ok, that one I don't know, what's important is that Vinnie will be his company

aww man, you're tearing me apart here, says I - a crazy Vinnil fan. No, but I think Vinnie would be happy that his first kiss ended up with someone whom he actually ended up with, it feels more special and like there was ✨ destiny ✨ at play, maybe it didn't let him kiss Sunil because he was destined to be with Russell. On a side note, I think I will take a page out of your book and just start saying "in one scenario" too instead of throwing alternative universes around

ok ok, so I have a pretty much the same headcanon, though mine goes that both Zoe and Vinnie won't let you touch their hair, Vinnie - because he's obsessed with his hair and doesn't want it messed up, and Zoe - well, because she doesn't want it messed up either or for it to get oily. So if it so happens that someone, let's say, puts their hands on their heads from the back they will turn around simultaneously with annoyed expression and ready to throw hands, "No touching the hair!" "Leave my hair alone!". Vinnie however is more flexible when it comes to it, he will let you touch it if he doesn't need to be anywhere more that day, and if he trusts you because it feels so fucking nice when someone touches his hair actually. Even if he lets you in his house without him being there and look through all the drawers it means nothing when it comes to whether he trusts you or not, does he let you touch his hair is the real question. It's genuinely a trust test with him, if he lets you touch his hair then that means he trusts you because it truly is his best feature. Zoe on the other hand will just not let you touch hers at all lol, just her hairdresser. Vinnie and his so called Italian side, ahh, I don't know why Vinnie being Italian makes me so happy but it sure does and I love thinking about it

aww, well ain't that lovely. In the future they shall have a big-ass botanic garden that shall be beautiful. But returning to this mini-garden, what if Pepper, knowing about it, constantly asks them if they planted some fruits there, because if so she wants to be the first one to get her hands on them >:> "Pepper, we don't know what will grow out of these seeds, we found them randomly-." "Shh, just let me know if they're fruits or something once they grow, we could sell them!" "I... even if that turns out to be fruits I'm pretty sure there will be way too little to sell anything. Also, that's not why we have it."

hmhmh perhaps. I mean, I do have this one headcanons for Vinnie that, you know, in my mind he has a shit-ton of freckles and when he was younger some kids were making fun of him because of that so he became insecure about it and gradually learned how to use make-up to cover them up. That's all he knows, because it was useful to him. Anyway, he's not insecure about them anymore so he stopped long ago, though I don't think he would care about pimples enough, or rather he's too lazy to cover them up. Sunil or Russell though? Hmm, perhaps, I can see it

oh, she definitely does not like awkward silence, but on the other hand, I don't think with her awkward silence occurs too often because she always has something to say. The other person stopped talking? Well then, no worries, she has 100 other topics she can talk about, and that's only on top of her head. Though in my mind she can stand silence when she's alone that is and it's night, so when the world is quiet in general. As much as she likes noises and sounds and during a day needs them, there is something nice about it being quiet for a while, sometimes it's easier to paint like that. Well, until she has had enough and needs to put on some music

!! Wait, that's actually such a good idea, one problem though, the one you mentioned. Cause like, he's already not doing good, but at least the clock counting ever down makes him calmer, buuut, if it just so happens that Sunil or someone else is delayed or sth, and so then his clock goes down to 0 and they're still not there he will freak! So I imagine it's probably better to set it for a bit longer, but at the same time he doesn't want waiting any longer than he needs to so in the end he never does that. It kinda counts until his sanity drains, no xd? If they don't come back until that time that is. I can just imagine Vinnie sitting next to this clock, almost unblinkingly looking at it, eyes blood-shot, just observing as the time goes down, even if it's still 6 days left. On the other hand, I believe in this scenario you described he would just go to the airport himself, either run there on foot or just drive, and my God, road safety laws prepare to be ignored! So not a good idea and once he's there he'd be clawing at every worker there he can find because "Why the fuck is this flight delayed?! Do something about it!" Anyyyway, I love when he's like that, damn

awww, they are all her models, that's actually pretty sweet, considering that it's Zoe and she would probably want all the attention on herself xD. Actually that's a pretty good thing to give her, cause I sometimes say that she's somewhat popular, but I never know because of what. That would be a good direction. I also like that she's doing that to help other be as fabulous as she is, well, she is, can you blame her?

wait, is no shave November a thing? Hmm, I guess no X November can be anything you want it to be, I do the "No me November" it's when November passes and I just don't exist B). Russell just like 👀. But honestly, maybe he has a perfectly undrstandable reason, I mean, if you saw your friend who does not have a beard normally suddenly grow one you'd probably be looking too. I just imagine Rusell yeah, would be trying to hide his staring, but Vinnie on the other hand would be like 👁️👄👁️, because holy shit

ah, if talking or reading about Vinnie makes me giddy then Vinnie but depressed makes me just crazy. Fucking trembling. Well, he just needs people and has a somewhat anxious attachment style so once he likes you enough and gets attached you're not getting rid of him, even if you actively try to do it, he will attach himself like a leech, you lucky lucky person! Especially if you're in a romantic relationship with him, it's a given (It also comes with possesiveness, going crazy if you're away and being able to kill for you but sshhh) And, ah, physical contact, oh he revels in it and preferably wants to feel physical contact with you literally all the time, he's touch-starved ok ;-; ?

why, of course they do! They will do it until they're all senile, damn it. I don't want them apart, idc what they do or how old they are, I'm not separating them ever, they live in the same city at least, adult life isn't real and also they're not real so I can do whatever I want. Them not being real is a blessing... and a curse

Lmao, don't worry, you saw those two random pauses between the bullet points? It's when tumblr demanded that the section was too long so I had to make a new one. But oh, how much I love talking about them and bouncing ideas around, especially about my beloved <3. He is soooooo uggh, sooo incomprehensible, I love it. And also I checked, you didn't repeat anything you said before, believe me, I would have remembered, I still screenshot all those headcanons and keep them forever in the gallery on my phone to have easy access. I love him I love him I love him. Stupid reptilian people, they make me lightheaded.

#lps 2012 #asks #I wonder if anyone else reads all those esp as religiously as I do #you should

[stellarwaffles]

I am watching The Lego Ninjago Movie!!

- that’s not a lego :/

- oh the kid has a lego

- Lloyd!

- he’s missing an arm :(

- ok now they’re legos

- “who could the ninja be?” Bestie you can see Nya’s hair. Her mask is only covering her mouth. You can see the majority of her head

- ok now she’s got a proper mask

- Lloyd’s birthday! When is it? What’s the date? They didn’t say

- “I’m your son, Lloyd Garmadon.” “No, my son is bald and has no teeth”

- “How old are you, 7? You’re 7, right?” To be fair to Garmadon I still kinda think my brother is 6 (he’s not 6). To be not fair to Garmadon I think this is supposed to tell us he’s an absent father

- he is 16! First canon age ever

- aww Lloyd just wants someone to tell him happy birthday :(

- “hey mom.. just a thought.. what if I didn’t go to school today?” Me to my mom every day in every grade

- Lloyd’s mom is called Koko in the movieverse, right? I love her she’s amazing

- :(

- why does everyone hate Lloyd? What did he do? :(

- Zane!

- Kai!

- NYA!!

- and Cole + Jay!

- “hey, bro!” “Hey sis :)” “oh, hey actual bro”

- ooh Nya’s good at painting

- “it’s Garmadon!” “Thanks, Lloyd.” How is that Lloyd’s fault. What control does he have over his father’s actions

- miss teacher are you really bothered about grammar right now

- ZANE DOESNT EVEN WALK HES JUST GLIDING

- how does Nya fit her motercycle into her locker

- gee I wonder if Zane’s a robot- nevermind, he’s clearly just an average human teen

- “as long as we have these mechs, we’re unstoppable!” I feel like they’re gonna lose their mechs

- ..is Zane out as a robot?

- I thought the plural of ninja was ninja? Isn’t that what the skeletons said in the pilots? Bc in the movie everyone’s saying ninjas

- Lloyd deserves all the positive attention ever

- there are many benefits to being a marine biologist the water ninja

- I thought their identities were supposed to be secret? Lloyd just said all of their names

- ok about their voices

Kai still sounds like Kai, but Cole sounds odd. He doesn’t really sound like Cole.

Jay also sounds a little odd, but maybe I’m just not used to his voice yet.

Zane sounds like they wanted you to know from his very first line that he’s a robot

Nya + Lloyd sound fine I guess idk

- they took Jay’s anxiety and made it his main character trait (so far) /neutral

- why are there still students in the bus on the road? Before the attack started everyone was in class

- the green dragon mech looks cool

- “well if you can see me then why don’t you shoot me?” *gets shot*

- oh no

- he’s not talking about you Lloyd

- I knew it :(

- he’s still not talking about you Lloyd he’s talking about.. your mom?

- oh no not Lloyd’s mom either

- damn :(

- oh now he is talking about Lloyd

- damn :(

- to be fair I’d be pissed at Garmadon too

- skshsjs

- SKSHSJSHSJS HE THREW BACKWARDS,,

- I can’t believe Kai or Cole or Nya or just any of the others never taught him how to throw/catch

That seems like something they would do

- “funny you ask uh NO ONE. >:(“

- he’s being made fun of by his dad on his birthday

- Lloyd does not know how to:

Throw

Catch

Ride a bike

Shave

Difuse a bomb

- seriously I feel like Kai (or any of them) would see dadless Lloyd and decide to do father/son stuff with him like playing catch + teaching him how to shave + whatever

Also if Lloyd doesn’t know how to shave but there’s no hair on his face does that mean he hasn’t started growing facial hair yet or is he just really bad at shaving

- “y’know what’s funny? I know how to do all those things” yeah you’re also the person who’s supposed to teach him

- “when I die. If I die. I will never die.”

- “you got a lot of issues Green Ninja, I hope you get a chance to work ‘em out by the time I’m back” Garmadon says go to therapy

- wow General #1 was promoted for like 30 seconds before being fired, rip

- “intimidation. We paint angry eyebrows on the troops’ faces.”

- “what if you just ran for mayor?”

- “for me it’s easy to fight him cause he’s. not my father.” Thanks Jay, that’s helpful

- “there’s nothing ‘ninja’ about you ninja” that is true

- “greeeen.”

- “so.. water, fire, lightning, earth, ice and..” “greeeen” “..but that’s not an element?”

- “can I be wind? Wind isn’t taken” it is actually, by your dead cousin

- “practice spinjitzu” *everyone starts slowly spinning*

- the ultimate weapon.. a laser pointer

- “I’m super, super… old.”

- someone give Lloyd a hug

- OH WAIT HEY THATS ED + EDNA IN THE BACKGROUND!! :D

- S7 LLOYD!! ALSO IN THE BACKGROUND on a billboard

- he has a hoodie

- she’s an amazing mother I love Koko with all my heart

- “yeah I was there” “what?” “W atching. with all the other regular kids.”

- he has a goldfish

- man she made him a cake and everything and he’s just going to bed :/

I mean I get it, I’d just wanna go to bed to, but man :/

- “we got a message from your brother” “oh yeah? What did he say?” “*dumb childish insults*” “that sounds like my brother.”

- for secret ninja they sure do use their real names

- “it’s time for you to ninja-go-away-for-good”

- why does his mech have so many missiles

- oh no not his dragon :(

- so why does being on top of a tower make one ruler of Ninjago? They showed the mayor being on top of the tower earlier. Why does it work that way?

- how did Wu not see Lloyd take the laser pointer?

- “are you crossing your fingers?” “That’s physically impossible I don’t have fingers”

- yeah I saw that coming

- :O!! Cat!!

- oh no

- oh this is sad actually

- identity reveal!

- LUHLOYD

- wait do laser pointers break that easily?

- Lloyd “daddy issues” Garmadon

- oh she’s fired. That’s what you get for slurping your drink annoyingly

- yeah! You tell him Koko!

- oh this scene hurts more with context. Don’t be mean to Lloyd :(

- “if I was gonna die, it would be to teach you a lesson”

- they’re running around without their masks on they’re not very good at being secret

- they’re mad at Lloyd but realistically any of them could’ve done the same thing while staying 100% in character

- SKSHSJSHS

- they’re doing a pretty good job at making Wu + Garmadon seem like brothers in my opinion

- “gasp.”

- well. It is called the bridge of fallen mentors.

- “one.. two.. three..

“Huh. I thought that was supposed to work with kids.”

- ok so 16 years ago Garmadon was 158 which means he’s 174. Second canon age!

- Master Wu is 167! Third canon age!

That means Garmadon is 7 years older (that’s how old he thought Lloyd was..)

- “Lloyd’s never asked me about my arms, have you Lloyd?” “Don’t talk to me”

- man Lloyd can’t catch a break can he. First he’s made fun of by his dad, now he’s made fun of by his dad and his friends

- noooooo listen to Master Wu + go on the right path

It’s literally called the right path

- gee who would’ve thought this was a bad idea

- “you gotta get yourself a volcano, kid.” Life advice

- “I got you, dude! I got you!” “I really could’a walked out by myself, but thank you.” Lava real??

- “oh no.. I can’t believe we ran off and just left him back there” well it’s not like he hasn’t been abandoned before

- ok so Zane is out as a robot

- “guys, no swimming. We just ate!”

- I know I said it at least twice but why did none of the others take it upon themselves to teach Lloyd how to throw/catch? I really feel like Kai would’ve done that within a week of becoming friends with Lloyd

- OH NO HE HIT A CAT

- “throw like no one is watching except your judging father”

- SJSHSKSHSJS HE HIT COLE IN THE FACE

- Garmadon taught Lloyd to throw and Lloyd taught Garmadon what a smile is :)

- oh ok they just got rid of his arm no build up ok

- where did his arm go?

- “what does it look like?” “It looks like my left arm except it’s the right one”

- his arm was right in front of him. None of them saw it?

- reattaching your son’s arm 101

- “you.. you called me dad.” No, he said you put his arm back on like a dad

- well Lloyd is 16 now that is the age one starts driving in America even if he does already know how to drive

- :O

- why. is there fresh fruit out

- oh it’s plastic

- Lady Iron Dragon doesn’t look like a ninja? She looks like a warrior where did Lloyd get ninja from and how was he right

- awwww I love a good love at first fight

- skshsjshs LLOYDS LITTLE BABY EVIL LAUGH,,,,,,

- Garmadon looks weird with hair

- Koko my beloved

- “this is the ultimate ultimate disappointment.”

- *really cool shots of the ninja with their elements* “and I’m.. green. :(”

- oh no. I can feel a betrayal coming.

- oh nooooo

- :(

- just be his dad

- oh so he knows he forgot Lloyd’s birthday

- oh no he wasn’t taught to catch yet :(

- LIGHTNING

- EARTH

- WATER! ICE

- FIRE

- no green? :(

- “I thought being dead would make you listen to me more”

- “he also decoded your needlessly cryptic metaphors :D”

- :O

- I love to see them use their elements :)

- yeah!!

- oh the cat just ate him

- Kai just offered to burn a giant cat alive

- ..so Lloyd’s identity isn’t secret anymore

- cat :)

- actually I think the cat is just a giant cat. I know this is an emotional moment* but I think from the cat’s pov it’s just a cat I don’t think it’s listening to the little lego guys calling it a monster

* and also he’s talking to Garmadon and not the cat

- are people gonna stop being needlessly mean to him now?

- he did mean it when he said he wished Garmadon wasn’t his dad. He might not mean it anymore but he meant it when he said it

- “ok you still don’t have fingers and toes! Good!” how do any of them know what fingers or toes are if none of them have fingers or toes

- yes! Appreciate your mother!

- there has been no use of green powers :/

- KOKO AND NYA OPENED A SCHOOL?! I love them

- Lloyd learned how to catch!

- oh we’re back to the real people :/

- FOUND MY PLACE!!

- ok back to their voices real quick Jay’s voice was fine actually I got used to it, but I didn’t? Really like Lloyd’s voice? Idk I feel like it didn’t really fit

#lego ninjago #the lego ninjago movie #tlnm #lego ninjago lloyd #lloyd montgomery garmadon #lloyd garmadon #tlnm lloyd #i dont feel like tagging the rest of the characters #lloyd was the most important in the movie

[skoulsons]

you know what time it is. my scrambled thoughts. took me an hour and a half to finish the ep 🥴

-

TLOU EP2

people have said this ep is really good and intense so I’m excited

HERE WE GO

where are we

OH JAKARTA

we going back to two days before it broke out it looks like cause the 24th

Oooh police? What did she do

I think every ep is gonna start with a flashback so that’s cool

or is she like a doctor or something and knows something about the fungus?

she looks distressed?

Ibu ratna okay. Prof of mycology so they need her to inspect the cordyceps or something

I remember seeing a pic of her floating around

my episode froze why

Ophiocordyceps

A HUMAN?

cant survive in humans suree

oh dear is this person gonna be a clicker already or something

oh no okay it’s just her corpse

EUGH I hate surgery stuff and cutting like that

is she gonna wake up I fear

This is so gross please

OH MY FORHDKF that’s horrifying

bro I feel sick wth

FLOUR AND GRAIN FACTORY people were right

so she bit three people and they were all taken into observation

oh fourteen that’s a lot

listening carefully

“There is no vaccine” you’re damn right thank you joel

BOMB alright cool

it’s gonna be hiroshima all over again

was that too much im sorry

no she wants to be with her family before they all die :(

INTROOOOOO

oh the music. gustavo I love you

I cant skip this intro it’s too good man

and the little Joel and Ellie <3

alright back to reality

look at her sleeping. she’s so tiny

they really put butterflies everywhere in this show

her bed hair 😭

did they just shove her in a room or something and tell her to go to sleep

OH THEYRE STARING AT HER AOFHSKDHJER

I feel like I just experienced whiplash

oh cause she’s infected

sir that’s the second time you’ve aimed a gun at her in the last two days

im only 11 minutes in at this rate I’ll never get through this episode

“Don’t worry about that” “well I’m gonna” 😭

“there’s not gonna be anything bad in here” “just you” “oh funny” STOPPP I cant wait to get moments like these where they’re smiling

Joel :((

holy crap. “You need to stop talking about this kid like she’s got some kind of life in front of her”

“Guess not you guys” 😭

joel being scared of Tess going over to Ellie bc he doesn’t want her to get hurt :( the end of this ep is gonna suck real bad

“You must’ve heard that he wants to shoot you” :(

THE FACE PALM

“She told me not to tell anybody and now I’m telling the first people that i-“ this is so Ellie. it’s about the vaccine isn’t it

YUP

Joel knowing exactly what she was saying 😭

FUCK YOU MAN I DIDNT ASK FOR THIS THATS FROM THE GAMEEEE

Tess having to be their mediator

I GET IT!? damn no

her making the clicks 😭

I can’t believe I get to see my little comfort character in live action whisper an “okay” and throw his hands outwards. I love you joel miller

ILL JUST THROW A SANDWICH AT THEM

the chirping birds :)

I hope there’s a little instinctive moment where Joel protects her this ep. IM YEARNING FOR IT (I got it :D)

man those buildings look gnarly

I love how Joel just keeps walking while Tess indulges her questions. he’s so annoyed 😭

they’re such a little family 🫶🏻

oh I’m dumb I had captions this whole time and never put them on

GUSTAVOOOO

NO YOURE JOKING THE LITTLE GIRAFFE TOY. REALLY. REALLY NEIL.

Joel’s just causally eavesdropping cause he won’t talk to her directly but is also still curious

TESS IS SUCH A MOM

Riley :/

you got some balls on you sister 💀

I know I said this last week but Joel really has the “too tired for this shit” plastered on his face all the time and it’s delightful

the scenery is phenomenal

ooh mention of spores

they’ve really got the whole “Ellie bombarding them with questions and inquiring about every little thing” down

OOH CLICKER CLICK. that was loud too

AW LITTLE DUCKS LOOK AT THEM

and a frog too 😭

OH YEHA SHE CANT SWIM

“Have you heard of books?” 💀 he’s SO done with her

NO SMART ASS. his little jump to show her it’s not deep 😭

HIM REACHING HIS HAND TO HELP HER UP <33333333

HE PULLED AWAY SO AGGRESSIVELY

this whole set is so good

YOU TRY CLIMBING TEN FLOORS WITH OUR KNEES. they’re so old this is so cute

ARE WE GONNA GET HIM BOOSTING YHEM UP YES

he won’t even grab her shoulder to shove her aside. mans grabbed a fist full of her hoodie and backpack 😭

“I’m gonna need a few minutes” boy I hope this joelellie convo goes well

ELLIE STOP FLIPPING THE KNIFE

“The circus” he’s so tired

AWW HONESTY ABOUT WHERE HES FROM <3

he’s downplaying her knowledge so much I love this

NOT HER ASKING ABOUT THEM

“PASS”

“no more questions about me” :(

this direction is beautiful. neil I take back anything bad I’ve said about you

OH I THOUGJT YOU WENT TO SCHOOL. he’s so snippy

was that a hint of him smiling. was it. or is my brainrot convincing me of things. WAS IT. she said it’s a really shitty one and it cuts to him I SWEAR THE LOOK ON HIS FACE AND HIS EYES I SWEAR

“sometimes” :( he looks like he’s thinking abt sarah

their height difference bro I can’t wait til they hug

NO WAS SHE BIT BACK THERE?? or no

im trying to cut these into small sections so… next section I guess?

wow. that’s a lot of bodies

all the infected noises wow

wow that’s incredibly scary

ooh the fungus being like a hive mind sort of thing? Interesting

MUSEUMMM

ooh he was testing it

“did Marlene pack you one of these or just sandwiches?” 😭

“I HAVE A SPARE HAND” “CONGRATULATIONS” they’re so funny. if y’all could see the grin on my face

this is so spooky

that guy is messed up

JOELS FACE SHUSHING HER

“from this point forward, we are silent” yes sir whatever you say sir <3

this building is really falling apart

Joel turning back to look a them :’)

these first two eps have a lot of trailer shots which is good

the bodies look so gnarly

why did Joel look so soft opening that door. he just looks so 🤏🏻

oh look, a rare untouched room. not for long

CLICKER TIME RIGHT?

him helping Ellie up :’’’)

wow that’s a gorgeous shot of their lights lighting up the dust from the debris

oh my gosh dude

DUDE THE CLICKER ISBSO GOOD

joel has a tear in his eye telling her to be quiet. I might just 🕳👩‍🦯

ITS SO FREAKY

NOT A SECONF ONE?

it’s right there EUGH

they look so good dude

he sees Ellie he’s going over to get her

his backpack almost hit her in the face 😭

ITS SO CLOSE TO HIS FACE

CLOSE YOUR MOUTH JOEL

this is a serious scene but I can’t help but look at Ellie holding the flashlight on the clicker while joel fires and immediately being reminded of all the times my dad has had to fix something and I have to hold the flashlight over his shoulder while he yells at me to hold it better

HIM GRABBING HER TO PUSH HER BEHIND HIM

oh she was bit a second time I THOUGHT SHE WAS

“If it was gonna happen to ONE of us” mmmm not quite true

ROOF SCENE ROOF SCENE ROOF SCENE ROOF SCENE

“For once, maybe we could actually win” :/she’s acting like this bc she’s bit and she doesn’t get to win

WORD FOR WORD? WORD FOR WORD!

he looks sm softer looking at her :(

THE WATCH GLANCE

that ladder is so unstable

last ten mins

man she’s in such a rush to get there :/ Joel’s suspicious

EUGH was that crushing his head? sheesh

that bloods looking pretty fresh

oh here we go

oh that’s disgusting okay

Here we goooo

“That’s not my home” why does it look like that broke Joel.

OUR LUCK HAD TO RUN OUT SOONER OR LATER

SHE INFECTED

NO JOEL LOOKS SO

NOT THE BACK AWAY??

on her neck still wow.

OOPS RIGHT

she’s shaking already :(

YOU GET HER THERE YOU KEEP HER ALIVE AND YOUBSET EGRRYTHING RIGHT. ALL THE SHIT WE DID

HES CRYINGGGGG DONT LOOK AT ME HIS EYES ARE RED

we the tendrils are OH OH OH THEYRE WAKING UP OH THE WHOLE CROWD IS WAKING UP

joel baby you gotta go

NOT JOELS BREATH HITCHING

SAVE WHO YOU CAN SAVE *immediately grabs Ellie*

Tess :(

LH THRYRE SO GROSS

I hate that

joel :((

Tess went out like a hero tho what a champ

12/10 episode!! So freaking good

#it was so good. Even better than the premiere I’d say #what a fantastic way to hook people in on the show #tlou spoilers #the last of us hbo #joel miller #ellie williams

[bom-bombon]

Helloooo can you gives us headcanons over illojuan

ABSOLUTELY!!!!

I think my boi Juanito is like Willy in that he just likes causing trouble. I always describe him to my friends as a little shit. He’s a troll! There’s no real reason or explanation for his actions, just that he think they’re so funny

When I think of Illojuan, I think of him as some guy. He's not extraordinary like the rest of the boys; he's just a silly, simple dude! Bro keeps to himself

Actually, he uses that invisibility to his advantage to commit crimes, frame others, etc.

To me, he's BiAce

This isn’t really my headcanon, I read about it on twitter, however, I like the idea that Illo and Quackity treat each other like brothers. They teach each other their respective Spanish accents and vocabulary (though I feel like they will both try to troll each other with that or worse, to their friends). They would see each other at an event and think “oh yeah, its gonna be a fun day” and like fuck with each other. Sometimes when Quackity needs to rant, he goes to Juan and let it out, and in the meantime, Juan is just eating it all up cuz he is a fucking chismoso. You know how I said before that he’s a simple dude who mostly stays away from drama, that doesn’t mean he will not listen in to all that drama with popcorn. Or worse, cause the drama. Also, he’d probably convince Quackity into getting him to work for him too like for instance, cleaning up the chiringuito as he just rants. If he’s being honest with himself, Juan do like Quacks around and sees him as the closest thing to family

Speaking of duos, I think my favorite one involving Juan is with Sapo Peta, the Cupid Duo. I just love their dynamic so much. Actually, I need to ask: did y’all remember when Illo was like “me gustas” to Sapo Peta? If you haven't seen it, here it is. I find it too funny to not include it somewhere here. Aside from that whole confession, Juanillo genuinely enjoys his company and sees Sapo Peta as one of his closest friends next to Mangel. He also gets Sapo Peta to also help him in some illegal acts without him knowing. They need to team up and impersonate as Quackity more often I still quote them from that stream. Actually fuck it, those two would do more letters from other members and have fun with it or to try and get Sapo Peta’s their ships canon.

Just a personal touch but he sells mezcal in his chiringuito

The chiringuito smells like Karmahuana I just know it. You know what. Not just the chiringuito, the whole damn area. People stop by and go, “Oh it smells nice here” and its literally weed

Tangentially related to the last point but I know for sure Juan makes some bomb ass edibles, a good cook as well

Not a headcanon but man I wanna draw him getting high on a beach... and also a beach episode for his chiringuito......

You actually got me to revisit a drawing I did during the Titi custody battle before he died lmao:

Actually, it be funny if Illo has experience in law

Since it's been a while since you've asked this, I'll throw in a couple of old sketches I have of my babygirl under the keep reading section.

i actually don’t mind this as much, i just think i hated how oversaturated I made his shirt fghjhgf

This was when I tried to make a ref sheet for him (and the rest of the karmaland boys) but i was too ambitious with so little time

#karmaland #illojuan #srquackity #bombon's art #man its been a while since i answered an ask on tumblr #maybe i should get to the other ones #anyway i tried #oh #i remembered #it was on twt #and they were analyzing like for example if u watch staxx then u must also watch alexby and so on #and they were like 'only 5 ppl watched illojuan's pov' and i crIED #i hope this was sufficient im usually not one to make hcs i just enjoy the journey lol