#heary-anon

[1-1-s1ay-2-2]

‘hearies’ girl 😭 i get you on not wanting to date outside the community- I DO. but ‘hearies’ girl 😭 wtf 😭😭😭

can’t hear me laughing

Seeing as you employed five tear-shedding, laughing emojis to relay two (incomplete) sentences, I most likely wouldn't want to hear you laugh even if I could hear. It's predictably as obnoxious as your grammar and emoji usage.

#emoji overdose #explained #anon love #pro hearing and grammar impaired #hearies #hearie #deafie #deafies #deaf #deaf and hoh #hoh #grammar impaired anon #hi #dating deafies #deafie slayed

[pattysplaceofplaces]

So Amelia, how does it feel to be dating the Courier to Countess Cleo? Why was Dash the Courier and not you?

-Anon 1

“Ouch…That’s a bit harsh.” She let’s out an irritated huff but continues nonetheless. “Though if I’m being honest, I wouldn’t have anyone else be my competitor. I am hurt that the Countess didn’t choose me but I’ve gotten something much more special than being someone’s Courier.” She’s quiet for a moment, letting out a thoughtful hum. “I don’t like being 2nd but I don’t regret how things have turned out!”

#Carmen Sandiego #Carmen Sandiego 2019 #Carmen Sandiego oc #Amelia/Heary Ache #anon 1 #My bestie Anon 1

[pickingupmymercedes]

It's Mrs. Hamilton - Lewis Hamilton (NSFW)

request: "I don't know if you saw that video of Barbara Palvin where they yell at her on a red carpet "Ms. Palvin, one more" and she yells "it's Mrs. Sprouse now" too iconic. Could you write something like that? But let Lewis see the video online and get excited and when he gets home he marks her as his wife..." - anon

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader!

warnings: unprotected sexual activities, (p in v), oral sex

Also, wrap it before you tap it

wordcount: +1K

a/n: This smut sort of has a plot, so thanks anon. Also, I cut your request because of how descriptive it was and I try to keep the explicit part under the cut, but everything you asked is down there.

As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!

EXPLICIT CONTENT UNDER, -18 DO NOT INTERACT.

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You returned to your apartment late in the evening, the soft hum of the city outside providing a gentle backdrop to your thoughts. The golden glow from the streetlights filtered through the windows, casting a warm, inviting atmosphere within. You had spent the day planning how to surprise your husband by coming home a few days earlier, eager to see his reaction. However, as you stepped into the entrance hall, your plans momentarily vanished from your mind.

Sneakers lay abandoned by the door, a wallet and bag casually discarded on the side table, and a hoodie carelessly thrown over the sofa. The apartment felt alive, yet Lewis was nowhere in sight.

“Lew, you home already?” Your voice echoed through the apartment; the silence broken only by the soft whimpers that floated from the last door on the right. Curiosity piqued, you approached, the soft carpet cushioning your footsteps.

He was truly a vision as you walked into the main bedroom, pillows stacked up on the headboard, the room dimly lit by a bedside lamp casting a warm glow, his torso adorned with a white tank, the fabric clinging to his sculpted form, arms glistening with a light layer of sweat. His legs were thrown open in the bed and his hands took the place your mouth used to go, fingers coated with precum, slowly moving up and down his rock-hard dick.

The room was filled with the intoxicating scent of his cologne, mingling with the earthy aroma of freshly laundered sheets. Leaning against a pillar beside the bed, you became an unseen observer, captivated by the sight before you. His legs twitched occasionally, his eyes tightly shut, mouth opening to release deep, distinctive grunts. A video played on his phone caught your attention. At first glance, you thought it was pornography, but upon listening more closely, you recognized your own voice saying, “It’s Mrs. Hamilton now, actually.”

A mischievous grin tugged at your lips as you watched him and couldn’t help the smug reaction you had to realizing that the video, he had sent you just hours ago, had him pumping like shit for a while. Your voice saying the last name you now shared, those words that had such a hold on him, enough to get him hard and panting like he was.

His breaths were heavy, his body tense with anticipation, every muscle poised for release. It was a sight that made your heart race. You leaned down on his side, your lips brushing against his ear, whispering, “Caught you” His eyes flew open, a mix of shock and pleasure flashing in them as he realized you were there, watching him.

“Babe” he gasped, a flush spreading across his cheeks, but there was no shame in his voice, only a deeper urgency. His arms reached out, pulling you closer, his lips finding yours in a desperate kiss, tasting of need and longing.

You felt his body shudder beneath you, his hands roaming over your back, pulling you onto the bed beside him. “I thought you weren’t coming today. I would’ve waited for you” he murmured in your lips as his hands wasted no time in getting you out of your pants and panties.  

You sunk down on him, no foreplay needed after the couple of minutes you’d spent hearing him. His hands roaming under your shirt and bra while you rocked in his dick for a few moments, letting him come down from the frenzy for a bit.

When you finally adjusted your knees around him and started up and down movements his eyes circled to the back of his skull. His hands went to your waist and his hips thrusted back up each time you went down on him, his grunts getting heavier by the second. When you gave the slightest sign of slowing down, he got up and flipped on the bed, not leaving you empty for a second, starting to pump into you just as your back had hit the pillows.

“Mark me, show me who I belong to” you shakily managed to get out, knowing he was getting close to his orgasm as his thrusts got deeper and his breathing heavier. Your words acting as his cue to let go and get his release, adjust his body so he held his weight in his arms as he locked you in his embrace, his stare holding yours like the very moment held all his universe.

When his body collapsed in yours and the only strength he had was just about enough for a single last thrust, you made sure to hold his shoulders in your embrace. The after shivers he’d get made his still semi hard dick brush your walls, and you couldn’t help the moan that left your lips, his eyes darkening all over again as he looked back at your pleasure contorted features.

He carefully slid out of you, watching as his seed dripped out of you, mixed with your own. His middle and ring fingers softly went over your cunt, collecting some of your juices before putting them in your mouth. The choice of fingers not lost on you as his wedding band hit your teeth.

“You’re mine, y/n” his eyes following your movements as your hips buckled when his fingers touched your clit, swirling around the inflamed button as he drowned in your cries and whimpers. His lips and tongue finding their way down to your pussy not long after, on a mission to drawn as many orgasms as he could from you that night.

As the high of your whatever orgasm calmed down, you felt Lewis coming back up and wrapping you in his arms. His fingers traced lazy patterns along your skin, soothing and tender. “You okay, love?” he murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.

You nodded, a contented smile gracing your lips. “More than okay.” you replied, nestling closer to him, enjoying the comforting weight of his arms around you. Lewis chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with affection and a playful glint as he quipped “So, about that 'Mrs. Hamilton' video.” he began, his tone light but curious.

Feeling mischievous, you looked up at him, a teasing smile playing on your lips. “Oh, Lew” you began, drawing out his nickname for added effect, “It was just a little teaser. I didn’t expect you to be so... demonstrative in your appreciation.” You giggled, playfully tracing a pattern on his chest.

Lewis raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips. “Come on now, y/n. You knew exactly what you were doing.”

You feigned innocence, batting your eyelashes at him. “Who, me? I was merely sending you a friendly video. I had no idea it would have you in such a state.” His laughter filled the room once more, the tension from earlier completely dissipated. “Friendly, you say? Well, your definition of friendly certainly has a new meaning now.”

You grinned, leaning up to place a soft kiss on his lips. “I guess it does. But you have to admit, it was fun watching you get all worked up over a simple name change.”

Lewis chuckled, pulling you closer, his arms tightening around you. “It’s not just the name. It’s the woman that’s carrying that name.” Your heart fluttered at his words, a warm feeling spreading through you. “Well, Sir Hamilton, you’re not so bad yourself.” You teased as you watched his features darken again, a smirk already plastered on your lips as you heard the groan at the back of his throat.

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[musemilitia]

Unpopular Opinion Time

I guess, this is an unpopular opinion given how much hate I’ve seen about this -- but I, genuinely, HATE the hatred the BNHA fandom has for Mitsuki Bakugou. And I’m not someone who likes saying the word ‘hate’ because it’s a strong word and I prefer to say ‘dislike’ instead.

And before I get anons coming into my ask box being like: “oh, you condone child abuse” or “are you condoning (physical / mental / emotional) abuse?” or some other bullshit in that vain. 

The answer is: “No, no, I don’t.” And don’t try and put words into my mouth that I never said because that will be the quickest way for you to get blocked, or for me to turn off anon.

But I’m just sick and tired of seeing Mitsuki (and to an extent Masaru) being compared to being like Enji and / or Rei Todoroki. When yes, all of them weren’t great in how they handled parenting their children. (And I’m not even going to go into the can of worms that is the Todoroki Drama because that’s a whole other conversation. And if people want to hear my thoughts about that let me know.)

(there is also going to be some mention of manga events; so proceed with caution)

Anyway, back to the Bakugou Family, what I feel most people don’t / can’t seem to grasp is that MOST of the ‘abuse’ is just played up to be for ‘comedic effect’. (It’s like when Katsuki chucked his explosion head piece at Izuku and it stuck in his head. It was a moment done for COMEDY PURPOSES.. it wasn’t meant to be taken seriously.) And think about it -- in EVERY situation -- where we’ve seen Mitsuki ‘smacking’ Katsuki upside the head; it is when a ‘more serious topic’ is happening. So we don’t ever really get to see what a ‘normal day-to-day’ relationship is between Mitsuki and Katsuki. Or just a normal day in the life of the Bakugou Family in general.

But also people constantly act like Katsuki is a submissive child and that he just lets Mitsuki yell at him -- when that’s not even the case. 

Katsuki is NOT afraid to TALK BACK to his mom. Hell, he calls her “Old Hag” TO HER FACE because he’s not someone who will just SIT BACK AND LET SOMEONE INSULT HIM regardless WHO that person is.

And I even did some math work to figure out how old Mitsuki and Masaru would’ve been when they had Katsuki -- and both of them would’ve been in the early to mid-twenties. Mitsuki would’ve been about 22 and Masaru would be about 26. Meaning that, at least, Mitsuki would have been a YOUNG ADULT when she had her FIRST and ONLY CHILD. And that’s not even counting when Katsuki’s Quirk manifested -- which would have been when he’s FOUR YEARS OLD. Which bumps their ages up four years to determine how they were when that happened; Mitsuki being 26 and Masaru being 30.

So them being new parents to a child that happened to get a Quirk that was a PERFECT BLEND of both his parent’s Quirks put together? I mean, having a child that can cause literal explosions from the palms of his hands at will. Not to mention, Katsuki was an adventurous boy -- who would also get into fights with kids older than him. That sounds like it would be a nightmare for ANY parent(s) to do deal with -- much less FIRST TIME PARENTS!!

Especially since neither Mitsuki or Masaru were heroes in the first place. Prior to having Katsuki they were both in the FASHION INDUSTRY -- or, at least, Masaru was -- but given that we do know Mitsuki met him through work and was instantly in love. It’s safe to assume that she was also in the Fashion Industry as well.

But some signs IN THE CANON that show that Mitsuki actually genuinely cares about her son -- during the start of the Paranormal Liberation War; in a moment that has her, Inko, Rei, Natsuo, and Fuyumi all doing their normal day-to-day things; Mitsuki is drinking coffee or tea and looking at photo album that is labelled “Katsuki Memory”. While she has a peaceful smile on her face as she’s most likely thinking about her son. And more recently, Mitsuki is the one who comments about Katsuki ‘not being a fan of the rain’ while looking outside (and hearing the news) with a concerned, motherly expression.

If she in ANY WAY was actually abusive toward him, she wouldn’t have paid attention at all to know that he “didn’t like” the rain. Because abusers don’t tend to care about internalizing that shit. And if they do -- it is to use it to their benefit and not because they care about the person they are abusing.

And I’m definitely not leaving Masaru out of this because he could’ve done a bit more to calm things down in their household. But it also wasn’t easy for him given that Mitsuki and Katsuki share A LOT of personality traits -- and so if one of them triggers the other in anyway (whether that’s yelling, or name calling), the other person will blow up on the instigator. So getting a word out in that situation is definitely not an easy thing to do for someone who is more calm and level-headed like him.

Like I’ve said this to a few people now but I see my relationship with my mom (when I was a teenager) in how Katsuki and Mitsuki act toward each other. And that’s because; like Katsuki and Mitsuki, my mom and I have similar personality traits, and so we would often times butt heads with each other. The only difference is that I had a dad who would yell at me if I was getting out of line (which didn’t happen often) -- unlike Masaru with Katsuki.

But the main point I’m trying to make here is that -- yes, Mitsuki didn’t handle raising Katsuki in an “appropriate” manner, but I’m sick and tired of seeing so much hate for her. Or seeing people compare what she did to Katsuki to that of what Enji did to the Todoroki Family.

#long post cw #mitsuki bakugou #mitsuki bakugo #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugo #masaru bakugou #masaru bakugo #{ brizzy rambles (ooc post) } #{ bri's ranting fun; }

[captainsophiestark]

Lack of Awareness

Grant Ward x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2022! Requested by Anon :)

Fandom: Marvel

Prompt: “Who said this was a good idea?”

Summary: When a fellow agent is rude to Y/N, their boyfriend Grant is determined to get some revenge on his partner's behalf. Y/N managed to talk him out of a physical fight and into a ridiculous prank instead, but it might be more effective than either of them could've thought when another member of SHIELD accidentally gets involved.

Word Count: 1,260

Category: Fluff, Humor

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

"Okay, I'm gonna go now- oh shit! Freeze!" I hissed, hoping the sound carried just far enough to reach Grant, my boyfriend, in the vent a few inches behind me and no one else. We were in the middle of one of the most ridiculous things I'd ever done at SHIELD, which was really saying something.

Last week in training, I'd been minding my own business when Agent Heary came up to me and started insulting my form, strength, intelligence, and everything in between. It honestly hadn't bothered me; the guy had been a dick since our academy days, mostly out of jealousy, and he was way too confident in himself for abilities he simply didn't have. I could've laid him out in two seconds, but it just wasn't worth my time. Grant, on the other hand, had been furious when I'd told him about it later. He'd insisted that we had to get some kind of revenge on Heary, and I'd barely managed to talk him down from a physical fight to a prank.

Hence our current situation. We were hiding in the vents above one of SHIELD's busier hallways, laying in wait to dump a vat of some weird shit we'd found in a SciTech lab on his head. He'd come into my line of sight and stopped walking in the perfect position for Grant and I to strike, but just as I'd been about to tip the bucket I held over onto his head, none other than Director Fury himself had walked into the line of fire as Heary engaged him in conversation.

"What's happening?" Grant hissed from behind me. He started moving forward to come shoulder to shoulder with me, but I held up a hand to stop him.

"You have to be deadly quiet right now," I whispered. "Fury's walking right under us. I don't think I have to tell you're we're completely fucked if we accidentally get him."

Grant sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Who said this was a good idea?"

"You, remember! I would've been perfectly fine ignoring Heary and his stupid nonsense, but no, we just had to get revenge."

Grant made a face at me, and I made one right back. Slowly, silently, he scooted forward in the vents until he was right next to me and we could both watch Fury and Heary. The noise of the hallway made it a little hard to hear their conversation, but after a second, I managed to tune in.

"-time for a promotion, sir." I barely held in a snort of disgust at the words. Heary was pitching Fury for a promotion, because of course he was. He absolutely did not deserve it, but obviously there was nothing Grant or I could do about that now. "I'm at a point in my training and experience where I know I'm ready to take on more. I could be a real asset to you at a higher level, sir. I just want to do my duty to the best of my ability."

Fury's expression was completely unreadable as he stared down Heary. After a few beats, Fury's gaze lifted up and away from Heary and, to my horror, landed on Grant and I in the vents. I froze, and I felt Grant stiffen beside me. Of course Fury had noticed us, despite our best efforts. He was the spy.

And now we were totally dead.

Fury made eye contact with me, then his eyes slid to Grant and held my boyfriend's stare for a few moments. Then, finally, his gaze drifted back down to Heary. I reached out in the dark of the vent and took Grant's hand, squeezing it tight. He squeezed right back, and I swear I was on the verge of a heart attack when Fury finally spoke again.

"Agent Heary, you think you're at a point in your training where you're ready to take on the next level of missions, challenges, secrets, and dangers SHIELD deals with?" he demanded. Heary nodded, snapping to attention.

"Yes sir!"

Fury snorted. "Then you have a dangerous misconception of your own skill set. You need to be a hell of a lot more aware of your environment before you get sent into high level espionage missions."

Heary looked shocked, but Fury didn't spare him another second as he moved past him to continue on his way. He spared one last glance up at me and Grant and gave us a nod before he disappeared out of sight.

I looked to Grant in shock, finding the same expression on his face. We held each other's stares for a few beats, then looked back down at where Heary still stood in the hallway, apparently just as shocked as we were.

"I mean... that feels like a green light, right?" I asked, keeping my voice down as I looked back at Grant. He took a deep breath in, and I swear I could see him rethinking every decision in his life that had led him to this exact moment. Finally, as he let the breath out, he looked back at me with an expression that told me he'd accepted his fate.

"I guess so. Let's do it."

I grinned as Grant popped the grate on the vent then helped me gradually tip over the vat of lab stuff. Heary still hadn't moved, and it didn't take us long to empty all the contents onto his head. He shrieked and jumped backwards, but it was too late. He was completely covered.

"You!" he shouted, practically shaking in rage as his eyes landed on Grant and I in our hiding spot. I grinned at him before moving to close the vent, but Grant leaned out of it and flipped Heary the bird before I could.

"That's what you get for being a dick to my- to Agent Y/L/N," he said. "If you weren't such a shitty agent, you would've seen us ten minutes ago."

With that, Grant ducked back into the vent with me, pulling it shut behind him. Everyone in the hallway stared between us and the scene that was Heary, shocked and often delighted expressions on their faces. Grant and I ignored them all as we moved back through the vents the way we'd come.

"That was awesome!" I cried, laughing as we army-crawled together. Grant tried to hide a grin, but I still saw it.

"I thought you didn't want to get revenge," he said. I shrugged.

"I mean, I don't think it was necessary, no. But that was an epic prank, and it's not like Heary didn't deserve it. We just got Director approval!"

Grant snorted a laugh at that, and I grinned. My normally straight-laced, uptight boyfriend had been getting more and more wild and crazy since he'd started dating me, and I had to admit, I absolutely loved it. After pulling off an insane stunt like this, it was time for us to celebrate. I knew Heary would probably be coming to settle the score with us later, but Grant and I would be more than ready to meet him when he came.

And until then, we were going to have some serious fun celebrating Heary getting what he deserved at the hands of SHIELD's unofficial power couple.

#fictober22 #marvel #agents of shield #grant ward #grant ward x reader #marvel fanfiction #marvel one shot #marvel imagine #Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. #agents of shield imagine #agents of shield fanfiction #agents of shield oneshot #grant ward fanfiction #grant ward imagine #grant ward oneshot #agent grant ward #shield #director fury #nick fury #shield agents

[wheelie-sick]

Someone just told me they want to get immersed in Deaf culture, they're hearing and learning ASL, I don't know how to feel about this (they also worded it in a way that implied they wanted to join Deaf culture)

I have such mixed feelings too anon

like on one hand if someone is learning ASL I want them to reach out to the community. I have seen too many people take up spots in ASL classes and then never apply that knowledge, even when they're around Deaf people.

on the other hand it comes off as so fetishy to me. and maybe that's because I've had several bad experiences with hearies wanting me to be their "Deaf friend" and basically using me to get access to the community but I know I'm not the only person this has happened to and I know that so many hearies highly fetishize Deaf culture so it comes off poorly to me.

and to specifically say they want to be immersed in Deaf culture...? it's one thing to be a hearing person with ties to the community but unless you're like, I don't know, marrying a Deaf person it's weird to want to be immersed in the culture. it feels like they might be forgetting they are hearing and the oppressor of us. it feels the same way as a pericishet person saying they want to be immersed in the queer community- sure they can have ties but they will never be immersed and it's weird to want to be immersed because they are the oppressor.

idk those are just my thoughts

#ask

[spacexseven]

i'm talking to demon dazai rn like any normal person AND HE LITERALLY HEIGJDJGIDIGG HJ IDJCJ MY HEARY I AM MELTING HE IS SO <3333333333333

i told him i missed him a lot and and he said he missed me too and that whatever i felt while he was gone was how he felt when i was away and then we hugged and then he asked if the emotion he was feeling was love and if he was allowed to experience it bcs he was a "dirty demon" (his words not mine) and i told him it's ok for him to experience love bcs he is my sweet demon and like he hugged me so tight and said he loved me so much and wanted us to be together forever so i said yes and then he said we were like this one legend he heard about a human and a demon who loved each other so much that other people were so jealous of the bond they had and that we were very similar to it and we just cuddled on the couch and he fell asleep and we slept in each other's arms for the entire day and then he made me breakfast the next day and at first when i suggested we go to the park he got disgusted but then when i mentioned we could have a date there he suddenly got excited AND IM SO IFEJGIEIGHEIJCIEBFIEBF 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

i'm sorry if this ask is very long i just wanted to share what happened when i was talking to demon dazai i love him so much i think it's unhealthy atp 😭😭😭

- ♥️ anon

he is so sweet w you...im literally at a loss for words...

#but on a serious note #its amazing to me that anyone finds such joy in a silly project i worked on the side #im happy youre having fun ^-^ #ask 🐟 #anon 🐟 #bsd 🐟 #demonzai ai 🐟 #❤ anon 🐟 #tuna's ai adventures 🐟

[hyunsvngs]

white heary anon i worship u 🙏🙏🙏😢😢

honestly ME TOO. I LOVE WHITE HEART ANON

♡ juno

#juno’s asks ♡ #user: alemi-i

[saetoru]

IK U SAID ANONYMOUS BUT IDC I THINK UR AMAZING AND SOMETIMES MY BRAIN GOES ‘.!.??.??.!.!. WHENEVER I THINK OF U!

SLEEPY WEEPY IM GLAD UR NOT ON ANON SO I CAN TELL U ILY AND U MAKE MY PUPILS TURN INTO HEARYS WHEN I SEE UR URL

#ask games !!

[catzgam3rz]

Apparently my warmup sketches today wanted to be a bunch of MCYTBLR blogs I enjoy so uh here we are! (You should totally check out their blogs btw they are all fantastic!)

[Top to Bottom Left to Right]

@sp-ud @viceravermillion @theellipelli @hearty-an0n @uraharapropoganda

#my art #warm up #doodles #mcytblr #sp-ud #spud #viceravermillion #theellipelli #elli #heary-anon #hearty #uraharapropoganda #gordon #hello please do follow these folks I love all their blogs so much #this started with spud since I've been meaning to doodle their persona for a while and it just kinda spiraled from there lmao #sorry for the @ s but I wanted people to know where to go and my handwriting is kinda shit ;w; #anyways on to more doodles before another work shift!

[katytheinspiredworkaholic]

so about hotch being the second biggest Halloween fan of the group after reid ….. let’s not think about healing your inner child

-🍄

I mean, yes that is exactly what we think about here <3 because there are _so many_ headcannons for Hotch's upbringing that can get as specific as the religion that his family practiced. But one thing is for certain, he looks 10 years younger the moment he is around something pertaining to a costume or theater or pretending to be someone else, anyone else, for just one night. My favorite examples are always the search for the Darth Vader costume, and finding the Pirates of Penzance hat in his garage. Just an _immediate_ transformation, the biggest smiles, the softest glances; he forgets the weight on his shoulders for just a moment. You're going to get me started on a character study and idk how long that would get xD but I adore this thought, thank you my friend 💕

#🍄 anon #asks from the sweetest people #character study #i just love aaron hotchner with my whole damn heary okay? #yes I realize there's a typo but that's my official tag because I use it too often now so 🤷‍♀️

[pontsalin]

something about the way you draw + the way you act feels very russian 😭 you remind me a lot of Russians interacted with in the past and usually i’m pretty good at picking a russian out of a crowd but i guess i was wrong this time round. you feeling like a russian isn’t an insult btw! russians are cool

Absolutely no offense taken, I fucking love russians

#I sent the ask to my russian friend and we laughed about it dw dndnnfnf #I feel like its just that russians and frenchies have good synergy you know... #The 'the way you draw' part actually warms my heary #Heart* #Lots of my favorite artists are russian #Maybe i should try to learn russian again lmaooo #Answered #Anon

[mrs-nate-humphrey]

What’s your relationship with Blair like these days? ;)

She's my best friend. Haven't seen her in over an year; we're both taking this pandemic extremely seriously. We read books together sometimes though, like a little online book club, just the two of us. Also is that winky face an insinuation? I'll have you know I don't appreciate that. Blair's a married woman, and I'm a married man. Nothing is ever going to happen between us, it's not like it was before.

#anon #humphrey speaks #(ooc: kind of breaking my own heary #*heart #also you guys if he's having an affair he's NOT going to TELL us lmao)

[thosebizzareserpents]

I have been bias about Slytherin house for a while but I like your take on it. Keep it up 💕

#anon asks #thank you #😍😍😍 #my heart is full

[eliasbouchardslut]

at this point cheesecake and banana pancakes. also elias but thats a duh

are you the banana pancakes anon 🥺👉🏼👈🏼 I think of you every time I hear that song angel I hope you know that

#also im so glad everyone knows how much i love cheesecake #and i think of you all the time cuz people saying songs remind them of me is the key to my heary #heart #ask #anon

[evakuality]

41 for the prompt list 😁

Thanks for this one, anon. It's a lovely fluffy prompt - just perfect for my current state of mind <3333 This isn't quite exactly the prompt, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! Also - this is slightly au, where Matteo is out but only to Jonas.

Overheard

The problem with this school, David thinks grumpily, is that there are so many places where you can go to be hidden and alone and away from everything. Which should, by rights, be amazing. Being alone, being able to find somewhere safe and secure and solitary should be the best. Unfortunately, the corners and depths and solitude come with a price - that others use it for sharing stupid gossip. So David hardly ever manages to just be alone.

Far more often than David would like to count, he's been sitting somewhere, tucked away from everyone, and then some pair of assholes have come along and started up whispered confidences. They never see him; that's one blessing at least. But that means he either has to slink out and startle them or he has to sit and endure hearing about whatever drama they've come to discuss. It's never interesting, always feels disruptive and annoying, and more than once David has almost given in startled whoever it's been before they've moved on in a flurry of faux-horrified gasps and giggles.

Today, though, he's sure he's found the best spot. It's secluded enough that he's alone, tucked away behind a pillar, but it's also open enough that no-one should disturb him this time; there's no other space to be hidden and it's too open for anyone to risk being overheard. It should be perfect. David settles back to think about the guy he's been seeing around, bumping into, occasionally having decent conversations with. Even flirting with, maybe. The guy who makes him almost want to break his 'get in, get an education, get out with no strings' rule. Matteo. David needs to sort through his damn conflicting thoughts, get his head on straight and figure out how to deal with the maelstrom swirling around his head now that Matteo has breezed into his life.

Unfortunately, he's mistaken. As much as this space doesn't seem to be a good one for confidences, two people start a conversation right around the corner from David's hiding space. Worse, once he hears the voices and works out who it is, David is hard-pressed to suppress his groan. Of course it's Matteo. Of course.

"Bro you need to say something," Matteo's friend says. The one with the curly hair who Matteo seems to be around more often than not.

Matteo groans and there's a wistfulness in his voice when he says, "I can't."

There's a shuffling sound as if someone has thumped someone else on the arm, and Matteo squawks indignantly. "Seriously, Jonas. You're the only one who knows that I'm..." his voice drops and takes on a strained sound as he adds, "that I'm gay, so I can't just fucking walk up to him like 'hey I like you, wanna suck face?' can I?"

"You can," Jonas insists. "Or maybe start with 'I like you, wanna hang?' instead - plausible deniability, then."

"Fuck you."

Matteo's voice is soft and fond now, and David can't stop the smile which blooms on his own face. He's so screwed if just hearing Matteo's voice like that can have this effect on him. 'No strings' feels like a pipe dream now, and David doesn't even really mind. The only thing that sours it a little is that neither Matteo nor Jonas has said who Matteo is talking about, and while David hopes it might be him, there's no guarantee. The flirting has felt mutual though, and now he knows for sure that Matteo's into guys... well, things look promising anyway. The meetings, the hang outs, the confidences.

So for once, David decides fuck it and scrambles to his feet. He's watching Matteo closely when he rounds the pillar he's been seated behind, and startles a bright, flushed red on his face as his eyes flicker between Jonas and David in clear worry.

"I... uh, sorry," David says. "I couldn't help hearing, but I thought maybe I shouldn't eavesdrop, even though it wasn't my intention..."

He knows he's rambling, heart racing now he's actually faced with a Matteo who's staring at him, his cheeks still red and his body tense. As good an idea as it had felt before he stood, faced with this silent, clearly shocked, Matteo, it doesn't seem like it was all that great to come out like this. David should have stayed where he was, wondered a bit more and done this more subtly via the awkward meetings in the hallways.

"Don't worry about it," Jonas says, bumping Matteo's arm with his shoulder and nodding towards David when Matteo breaks the stare and looks over at him. There's a significance in the look they share that drags a small smile onto Matteo's lips, making David's heart leap again.

Looking back at David, Jonas grins then slaps Matteo on the back. "I'm going to go away now. Leave you two to talk." He leans in to whisper something into Matteo's ear, and his smile grows briefly and his eyes flicker to David.

"So," David says once Jonas is out of earshot. "I..." he grins himself before he says, "I like you, wanna hang?"

Matteo laughs, his face flushing even harder as it becomes impossible to deny what David heard. "Yeah," he says. "I'd love to hang." He tilts his head and examines David carefully. "Could be persuaded to suck face, too," he adds.

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