nightmares have rendered me unable to sleep once again so i've been dancing in my room to Elvis music pretending K is dancing w/ me for the past 45 minutes. I think it'd be his way of trying to make me feel better. he isn't very experienced with comforting others but he hears me gasp awake, hears me crying. he knows the drill by now. he immediately gets up. takes my hands and pulls me out of bed. asks me if i want to talk about it, and if i don't, he turns on some music and swirls us around. he mimics elvis' voice while singing to the songs, knowing it'll make me laugh. when i finally do, he's smiling, saying very gently "there you are, sweetheart... there's my girl"
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First new full fic that I've also had the motivation to post on ao3 is done and up after what I can only describe as a minor writing marathon
Mainly rizzy and edizzy, but hints of ed/jack, izzy/jack, and roach/izzy/ed too. Absolutely NSFW bc I basically zoned out while ridiculously horny and when I came back to it...this fic remained lol
Anyway pls enjoy if u give it a go, it was fun to write and I hope folks will like it!
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If I'd have known my last drawing would be so popular, I would've put considerably more effort into it
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you now what really irks me in media? the way m / f friendships are portrayed. i hate that almost always the only way those friendships are depicted are with one of them being queer and the other not so they can't feel romantic attraction to each other; if they can, they will always turn romantic.
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