ok question because i’m genuinely curious, no judgement involved at all: do you read fic for the smut, do you skim over it, are you indifferent, or you think it needs to be there with a good plot? do you read PWP? or never?
Honestly that one guy from the La La Land crew who was like, ‘there’s been a mistake, Moonlight wins, come up here’ handled the situation with so much grace and made it so much less awkward than it could have been. I’m amazed.
Terumob is two lovely, soft boys that support each other, like to make hot chocolate and snuggle under the blankets while a movie drones on in the background. They never really pay attention to what they watch because they’re too busy basking in each other’s company.
Ritshou is two lovely, polar opposite boys that support each other in between teasing, and have a tendency to run around town half past midnight, sometimes ‘unintentionally’ causing a ruckus while hand in hand.
let it happen - tame impala - international feel - todd rundgren - taken for a ride - tally hall -best friend - foster the people - touch tone telephone - lemon demon - infinitesimal - mother mother - the blue wrath - i monster - when he died - lemon demon - never meant to know - tally hall -goats in trees - foster the people -tessellate - alt j - swim and sleep (like a shark) - umo - fix it together - fleece - nothing that has happened so far has been anything we could control - tame impala - two weeks - grizzly bear -daydream in blue - i monster - on my mind - fleece - constants are changing - boards of canada
Warnings: so much fluff you’ll cringe (its bad you guys)
Author’s Note: this is[cringe i apologize]for the song challenge for February! It’s based off of Moving Too Fast from The Last Five Years. The theme for this month was love/fluff, so here it is. I hope you enjoy it ;)
“And then, Mr. Stark said he would upgrade my suit and basically be my mentor! Isn’t that awesome!”
Peter heard you giggle on the other end of the phone. “That is awesome, Pete! I am really, really happy for you.”
His lips curled as he glanced down at the pink and white daisies in his hands, bouncing on his toes as he exhaled in content.
“Hey, you should go check your front door,” Peter smirked while he took a few steps back from your doormat.
“Whyyy…?” you intoned, the sound of you opening your door appearing through the phone. “What are you up to?”
Peter gasped, “W-what? Me? Up to something? Never!”
You shook your head with a grin before you opened your door, revealing a well dressed smiling dork in a suit holding a bouquet of flowers.
“Hey, Pete, I gotta go,” you whispered into the phone, “There’s some weird guy at my front door with flowers. I think he might be Spider-Man.”
He snorted before replying, “I wonder why he’s there. Maybe it’s because he wants to know if you would escort the lucky nerd to a party?”
You bit your lip and brought your hand to your chin, acting like you were thinking hard about it. “I don’t know, Pete. Do you think he wants it to be like a date?”
“If that’s what you want,” he said with hopeful eyes.
“Okay, I’ll let you know what happens,” you said before hanging up on the phone. Crossing your arms, you sighed and tilted your head to the side as Peter placed his phone in his pocket and straightened his shoulders. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Peter chuckled, handing you the daisies.
“Thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful. But considering I have been seeing someone for the past few weeks, I don’t know if I can accept.”
Peter shrugged and nodded his head, “As long as he treats you right.”
“He does,” you confirmed and leaned close to Peter, “He’s kind of a superhero.”
“Well,” he licked his lips and leaned closer to you so that your faces were inches apart. “Maybe I can change your mind.”
“I don’t know,” you teased, nudging his forehead with yours, “Maybe if you asked me to be your girlfriend?”
Peter laughed and closed the distance between the two of you while you wrapped your hand around his neck to pull him closer. His arms rested in the small of your back and you lifted your leg up behind you, leaning backward as your lips continued to move in sync.
He pulled away with a dorky grin, “(Y/n) (L/n), will you be my girlfriend?”
You bit your lip and wiggled your eyebrows. “When did you become so smooth, Pete? I’ve known you for quite some time and you’ve never been able to compliment a girl without stuttering. I applaud you on that.”
He chuckled and shrugged, clasping his hands together that were still resting on your back. “Will you just answer the question? I really like you and I’ve been waiting all day-”
“Well, I’ve been waiting five years, but you don’t see me complaining!” You said with a smirk.
“(Y/n),” Peter intoned, giving you a small puppy dog pout.
“Fine! I guess I’ll be your girlfriend.”
The two of you laughed and he kissed you once more. “Did I just hear an alarm start ringin’?” He hummed as you continued to kiss him. You pulled away and raised your eyebrows in confusion. “Did I see sirens go flying past?”
“Okay,” you began while patting his shoulder, “You good? Cause I don’t see or hear anything.”
“I’ve just got this singular impression things are moving too fast,” he replied with a smile.
You furrowed your brows, “Like a good fast or a bad fast?”
“A good fast! I just didn’t expect all these good things to happen so fast…”
“Well,” you straightened your shoulders and rested your arms on his, “good things happen to good people. Just keep being the amazing, awesome hero that you are and who knows what’ll happen?”
“Maybe you’ll marry me.”
You choked, “Look, I like you a lot, Pete. But you just asked me to be your girlfriend. So, good job at being ridiculously cheesy right there.”
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!”
But he wasn’t. If only he knew that fifteen years later, he would be waiting in a tux down at the end of the aisle for you.
Got started on a long awaited campaign for World of Darkness today. The Child character I built for fun/tropes is turning out to be extremely useful. Basically the only thing he started out with before the campaign was talking to his Grimoire and Occult knowledge – now he’s full on the kid from The Sixth Sense and I love it.
Also we unanimously decided his grimoire was basically like Book from Hocus Pocus and he carries it like a backpack because of how big it is.