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1. Breaking the kiss to say something, staying so close that you’re murmuring into each other’s mouths

Eddie backed up against the bathroom stall, wrapping his arms around Richie’e neck and pulling him as close to his body as possible. Richie kept one of his hand’s on Eddie’s waist whilst the other cupped his cheek, stroking his thumb over his skin and sighing into his mouth when Eddie ran his tongue over his bottom lip. Richie had texted Eddie nearly 10 minutes ago to meet him in the bathroom and they hadn’t left it since, even though Eddie was halfway through his last lesson of the day and Richie was supposed to be in P.E. 

After a few more minutes, and after Richie started running his hand up under his shirt, Eddie broke away trying to steady his breathing and gulp in as much air as possible. Richie didn’t move back, their noses bumping together and their lips grazing every so often. Eddie looked Richie in the eyes with a dazed expression and Richie smiled down at him.

“I need to get back.” Eddie whispered against Richie’s lips. But the taller boy shook his head, their noses rubbing against each other, making Eddie giggle slightly. That just made Richie’s heart melt even more.

“Stay.” Richie mumbled as he pressed their lips together again. “Stay with me.”

8. Being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterwards

It was a Saturday, and Eddie had once again agreed to have a video game night at Richie’s house, which meant junk food and staying up till sunrise and talking about everything and anything. There friendship had always been like that, but then when things started to change, mainly when Eddie started seeing Richie as more than a friend, the game nights started becoming less frequent. Eddie was scared if he stayed around Richie too long he’d do something he would regret, but eventually he realised he had to just suck it up, that their friendship was too important to throw away just because Eddie had a crush. 

But on that particular Saturday, as Richie put in Legend of Zelda and Eddie started thinking about what it would be like to kiss him, Eddie realised he had to do something about his feelings. He wasn’t going to bottle them up anymore, it hurt too much. So Richie played his game and Eddie watched, glancing at him every so often, taking in his concentrated face and his frown whenever he got into a boss battle. Eddie blinked at him, and watched as Richie died, again, and threw the controller to the ground.

“Fuck this game!”


“I mean seriously, who invented a boss battle THAT hard?!”

“Rich I need to-”

“Eds, you need to try this man, maybe you can beat thi-”

“RICHIE!” Eddie shouted, finally getting his attention. Richie jumped, but looked at him and stared.

“What?” He asked. Eddie paused, then put his hands on either side of Richie’s face, and pressed his lips against his. Richie froze, and so did Eddie, but then Richie moved his head forward, wanting Eddie to feel the pressure of his lips. He wanted this too. Eddie sighed and wrapped his arms around Richie’s neck, tilting his head to get a better angle as the two finally started to move their lips together, feeling each other’s breath on their skin and the occasional flick of their tongues. 

It didn’t last long, Eddie having to pull away for some air, but when he did he kept his eyes shut. It was like he in a dream, and he curled himself up towards Richie so their chests were pressed together. Richie sighed, his eyes not being able to open either, as they both basked in the moment. 

“Didn’t think you had that in you, Eds.” Richie breathed, and Eddie smiled. 

“Never underestimate me.”

16. When one person’s face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/forehead

Usually, Richie would be annoying Eddie for attention. He’d always be studying or reading or watching TV when Richie decided he wanted to make out. But now, it was Eddie’s turn to be desperate. Richie had been learning how to play guitar, and it had taken up all of his free time. All of his and Eddie’s time, to be more precise. And Eddie was getting bored.

“Richie.” Eddie whined, leaning his head on his boyfriend’s back as he watched him strum some chords over his shoulder. “Will you put that down?”

“I’m nearly done, Eds.” Richie said quietly, strumming and writing down the chords so he could remember them. Eddie sighed dramatically and flopped down so his head was next to Richie’s knee.

“You said that twenty minutes ago!” 

“I promise this time.” Richie chuckled, seeing his boyfriend pout up at him with a frown. Richie hesitated than sighed as Eddie wouldn’t stop glaring at him, his face all cute and scrunched up. Richie leaned down and pressed a kiss to Eddie’s forehead, and brought his face up to look at him. Eddie was still sulking. “Oh come on!”

“Kiss me properly.” Eddie demanded and Richie rolled his eyes before doing just that, pressing his lips hard against his boyfriend’s and stroking his hair. Eddie grinned into the kiss, and even pulled away to start peppering Richie’s jaw with tiny kisses, but Richie laughed and pulled away, only making Eddie whine. “You’re mean!”

“And you’re fucking adorable.” Richie said, going back to his guitar, but enjoying the feeling of Eddie reaching up and playing with his hair whilst he practised. 

Title: To Catch a Virgil Under the Mistletoe
Pairing: platonic moxiety and heavily implied mutual pining analogical. not even implied, it’s right there. they loooooove each other. but this is about patton. i think.
A/N: IT’S CHRISTMAS, YA SCROOGES! *throwing tinsel and garland around like a mad person* HALLOWEEN WHO?

Patton was determined to catch Virgil under that darned mistletoe.  He’d already caught Roman and Logan under it several times, happy to kiss their cheeks every time, but Virgil was quick.  Ever since they’d put the plant above the doorway to the kitchen, Virgil had adopted a sprint to get himself out of their quick enough. He’d be up the stairs and in his room before Patton could even get out of his chair!  No fair!

Patton pouted about this to Roman, who’d happily planted a kiss on Patton’s cheek not ten minutes earlier when he came downstairs for breakfast. Virgil snuck in not a moment later to get a cup of coffee.

“Morning, Mr. No Kisses!” Patton greeted.

Virgil gave a small wave and took a sip, “Gotta go,” he said before quickly making his way to the door, only to be stopped by Logan.

Right under the mistletoe.  “U-um…”  Virgil looked around, blushing when he saw how Patton and Roman looked at the two of them. Before Virgil could say anything else, however, he felt a pair of lips on his cheek.  Quick as they were there, they pulled away, leaving the anxious side blushing like mad.  “OK, see you later, I guess, maybe, uh-!” Virgil stuttered and stumbled as he pushed past Logan, stumbling over his own feet as he scrambled up the stairs cursing about the coffee on his hands.

“Well, that was unexpected…” Logan mumbled, pushing his glasses up to hide his face as he stepped into the kitchen.

“No fair that you caught him first!” Patton whined, throwing his head back.  “You weren’t even trying!”  

Roman snickered off to the side, teasing and poking at Logan, who swatted him away.

It was two days before Christmas, and Patton still hadn’t caught Virgil under the mistletoe.  Logan had caught him twice more, and even Roman had gotten him once. Oh, it was absolutely adorable to watch, but Patton couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.  

“What are you doing up, Pat?” Virgil asked as he came in the kitchen.  Patton looked up from the presents on the table and gave a yawn, looking up at the clock on the wall.  Yikes, midnight.

“Wrapping…why are you up?”

“I just needed a drink…” Virgil said, reaching up in the cabinet for a cup.  He poured a glass of milk and sat down across from Patton, popping his bare feet up on the table.  “Wrapped mine yet?” he teased, lifting the paper up.

Yes,” Patton said with a giggle, moving the paper out of the way.

“What’dja get me?”

“Not telliiiiing!” Patton snickered and pushed Virgil’s feet off the table.  “Have you and Roman gotten Logan’s Santa present done?”

“Yeah, it’s in Ro’s room since he’s less likely to go in there,” Virgil said, taking another drink.  Patton giggled and shook his head, still finding what they were doing to poor Logan mean.  Virgil squirmed a bit, looking back at the clock as he sighed.  “I should probably go back to bed…”

“Yeah, I need to hit the hay, too,” Patton said.  The both of them got up and headed for the doorway, and it hit Virgil first.  


He needed to knock that darn thing down, this was ridiculous. But, judging by the noise Patton was making, Virgil didn’t have a way out of this.  Quick as a flash, Virgil pressed a kiss to Patton’s cheek and bolted up the stairs.  “Merry Christmas, Dad!”

Patton grinned goofily, tongue jutting out just slightly. Virgil was so cute!  He could see where Logan was coming from!

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I’ve come to the realization I can only write one fic, just slightly different each time, but I’ve made peace with that fact. Anyways, here’s more mindless Ladynoir innuendo. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“So on a scale of one to ten, how much of a virgin are you?”

Black boots skidded to a stop, steel tips grinding against the shingle beneath them with a sort of crunching noise that almost drowned out Ladybug’s question entirely. Adrien (who in this moment was not, in fact, Adrien at all but none other than Chat Noir) swiveled at the edge of the roof, peering back at his partner as she waited for his response.

More surprised by her sudden inquiry than anything, he shrugged. “One being…?”

“One being a toddler who has absolutely no grasp of human sexuality and ten being the author of the Kama Sutra,” Ladybug clarified, winding her yo-yo back around her hip and effectively signaling their patrol had come to an end. “So where do you fall?”

Adrien grinned. “Twelve.”

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A quick one-shot I wrote for bigender Darkiplier because I can’t stop thinking about this headcanon now…

~Mod Carbz

Warnings: Slight unintentional misgendering, implied Wilford/Dark, WKM Spoilers

AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12377511

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06.18.17 // a lil moodboard ft calculus exam prep essentials

powering through all the stress and exhaustion to end off high school on a good note with these finals (good luck to everyone!!) also, totally diff note, but frosh week seems so cool?? i’m pretty hyped + a little nervous heh :’))

🎧: running 2 u - nct 127


long-haired boys (*´♡`*)

Christopher Robert Evans is dangerous okay, he’s a dangerous man, because look at him, he’s annoyingly handsome, he’s built like a firefighter, he’s capable of growing a truly magnificent beard - he’s intimidatingly good looking. But he also is 35 years old and organises game nights with his friends bc he genuinely loves game nights, he gets so overwhelmed talking about his sports hero that he knocks over glasses of water, he’s smart and woke as hell and constantly educating himself on issues, he says things like “anything can be romantic, a nice sunset, y'know”, his dog shares a pillow with him and they wake up face to face,,,,like Chris Evans is dangerous bc I don’t think there’s anyone else quite like him out there but I don’t want to settle down with anyone unless they approach life the way Chris does

[voluntarily flings self into the pits of Voltron hell]

I have accepted my fate.

[edit: made some minor adjustments to the anatomy - and now i must sleep for 16 hours *passes out*]


Steve/Tony + complementary qualities


“You rise with the moon, I rise with the sun.”  - (x)