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[sekamehu]

My dirtiest, most depraved scenario for brodave, pls open at your own risk bc it might be shocking

they kiss, dave sitting on bro's lap, chest to chest, their heartbeats in sync, and it's desperate, it's painful

aching to be closer and closer with every hot breath shared

and they're both so hard, pulsating and leaking and grinding against each other, but kissing, just kissing, the feeling of their tongues sliding together, it's so good, it's too good

drunk on the taste of the other's saliva

and if it's just this

just this

kissing and nothing else

maybe it's okay, maybe it's okay

[esthermika]

[zakalwe-the-ninth]

[breathtaking-magnanimity]

[sekamehu]

Every time Falin calls Laios "Nii-san" my clit twitches

[sekamehu]

Is anyone else insane about Weather

I woke up to thunder and rain just before 6am and it was the most wonderful thing. It's been so hot all week it's like a prayer has been answered. The smell of petrichor makes me feel borderline high.

Is a July thunderstorm not a poem in its own right? Heatwave breaking as a bolt of lightning cracks across the sky? Is it not the perfect time for Dirk and Dave to kiss somewhere on the outskirts of the city, where dark clouds gather and rain is pouring down on the dusty earth? Can anyone hear me?

[goodbye9p0]

Heard hanzo say “careless, irresponsible boy” when my teammate eliminated a mizuki and I think my third eye opened wider than it ever has before…

[envie12345]

daverose is the elephant in the room of the homestuck fandom. we’ve all seen the way they flirt with each other. we’ve all sensed their tension, their codependency. hell, we’ve all imagined rose forcing dave to lick maple syrup off her toes. and yet no one will address it

[fizzlesodaa]

ugly couple what are they even doing

[envie12345]

more daverose please

[toushos]

ryland curled up sobbing on the cold floor of the hail mary dormitory because he found a picture in his belongings of a man he doesn’t remember, but one his body clearly does, because despite not even knowing the man’s name, ryland is grieving him like he loved him with his entire soul.

and then ryland slowly starts getting his memories back.

first, a name: “colt.”

he whispers it out loud, testing the way his mouth forms it, and shivers at the devastation in his own voice. the aching love.

at this point, he’s assuming colt was his lover, because the next few recovered memories are domestic, happy scenes that fill him with warmth; late breakfasts and cuddling on couches and dancing in the rain and endless laughter.

then they get younger.

first, ryland hypothesizes that they met in college, then that they were highschool sweethearts, then that they were actually childhood friends turned eventual lovers.

memory by memory, flashback by flashback, ryland falls in love with “colt” all over again. his smug smirks, his wheezing laugh, the way he looks when he first wakes up, all rumpled and soft.

and it’s agonizing, already knowing how it ended. knowing that it doesn’t matter if ryland gets back all of his memories. it doesn’t matter how much ryland believes in the love that was between them.

in the end, they can’t be happy. because ryland’s going to die alone in space, and colt is going to die back on earth.

and then he remembers.

finally, finally: they’re twins. twin brothers.

and they’re not childhood friends, or highschool sweethearts, they’ve been together their entire lives. maybe not in a romantic sense, but then again, something in ryland’s heart is whispering otherwise.

that he’s loved colt for as long as he’s been alive.

ryland’s been sleeping with the photo—the photo of colton grace, his twin brother who he can’t believe he forgot—and he rubs his thumb down colt’s grinning face now, hollowed out from grief and love.

and he realizes then, tears dripping silently down his cheeks, ah. i did love him with my entire soul.

no, not past tense.

ryland does love his twin brother colt with his entire soul. and he thinks he’s going to be grieving him until his last breath.

did they get to say goodbye? did colt get to hold him tight one last time? did they say “i love you” enough? is colt grieving him too?

ryland doesn’t know. and he’s helpless but to wait to find out. the answers might help, but they might not.

they might make it worse. because ryland is now homesick for a place he can never return to, and a person he can never see again.

ryland curls up and presses the photo to his heart.

wherever you are, colt, he thinks, i love you. i miss you. i hope you’re okay.

he sniffles.

i’m going to figure this out. for you.

i promise.

[sekamehu]

I take it as a personal mission to write deeply affectionate stridercest that is obscenely fluffy and romantic. I also like to write angst, dont get me wrong, but i think the stridercest tags have enough, dont they? Lets get our lovey dovey on.

Yes!!!!

Idk if it's weird but i have such a hard time writing fic that doesn't skew at least a little bit angsty. Then again, what's better than good ol hurt/comfort? And i want to emphasize that if there's hurt, there NEEDS to be comfort afterwards! Hurt/no comfort just... well it just hurts :')

[sekamehu]

i am shy and don't know when i will get my shit together and finish a thing but. i am more motivated than ever to make dirk experience nice things. there is a real dearth of softness and i WILL fix that. slowly

i understand your sentiment around how people treat dirk. and bla bla it's fiction, ykinmkato and all that. i dont even always dislike it!! i love dirk in his many shades, but it is exhausting when the edginess so pervasive.

maybe this is silly, but i hope you will feel better to kno that this rando adores the guy, and, even if it's hard and i embarrass myself with my amateurish writings, that im really gonna try to capture the feeling that he's okay, or he's at least going to be okay.

Godspeed to you anon, writing is hard but we persevere!

Make that boy experience good things and make him be very conflicted abt it!!

[cactus-creature]

ye olde stridercest doodles bc i realized my backlog is just.. not on the internet anymore whoops

[toushos]

colt dropping by unannounced to ryland’s classroom in the middle of a lesson, pulling him in by his tie into a kiss, and walking out without another word…

it’s a very normal, very calm day at work when ryland suddenly gets interrupted mid-sentence by someone casually barging into his classroom.

it takes less than a second for ryland’s brain to register the “someone” as colt.

which is very confusing, considering last ryland checked, he was halfway across the continent and extremely busy.

the students watch in intrigued and confused silence as colt saunters in, hands in the pockets of his jacket.

ryland feels pretty much the same, though he’s probably the only one who’s annoyed and exasperated. what could colt possibly be doing here?

and also, just when did he get back?

colt steps up in front of him and flashes a boyish smirk, all charm and nonchalance. ryland doesn’t buy it for a second.

he does his best to communicate his what the hell are you doing here thoughts with his eyes alone.

of course, colt doesn’t respond. because why would he.

instead, he grips ryland’s tie and tugs him in the remaining distance between them.

ryland’s eyes go wide when their lips meet, a split second in which he processes what’s happening. then they flutter helplessly shut.

a completely involuntary response; just his body’s natural and uncontrollable reaction to colt kissing him. his shoulders sag too.

there’s a healing split on his brother’s bottom lip, warmer than the surrounding skin. ryland lets out a stilted mmh sound when it slots against his own.

the kiss lasts for what is probably just a little over two seconds. then colt’s pulling away, straightening ryland’s tie, and grinning when their eyes meet.

he doesn’t say a single thing. no explanation, no greeting.

he simply turns and leaves without another word, head raised high. both ryland and half the students watch him go, all equally stunned. the other half are staring at him.

ryland feels like his brain is buffering. there’s a looming sense of dread approaching like a storm cloud on the horizon even as the sensations linger on his tingling lips.

the click of the door shutting seems to echo in the loaded silence following colt’s abrupt departure. thirty pairs of eyes settle on him.

oh, boy.

the silence lasts for all of five seconds before chaos erupts. voices clamor, excited and bewildered and shocked.

ryland is bombarded with about fifteen different variations of “was that your boyfriend?!” questions.

“who was that?”

“why did he look like you?”

“i didn’t know you were married!”

“of course the science teacher is the gay one. why am i surprised.”

“you can’t say that!”

currently, ryland is just doing his best not to let the blazing heat currently burning his face off show. heat from both embarrassment and rising anger.

he’s going to KILL colt for this.

he’s happy colt’s back, he always is, he just wishes colt texted like a normal person to tell him that instead of not only rudely interrupting his teaching but also kissing him in front of a bunch of thirteen year olds who stick to gossip like superglue and refuse to let anything go.

ryland’s already feeling the oncoming headache that this will cause. he hopes to god this doesn’t become the talk of the staff room. rumors and whispers among students, he can handle.

the worst part is, colt knew EXACTLY what he was doing. of course he did. in fact, he’s probably laughing about it right now, wherever he decided to wander off to.

he’s lucky ryland loves him so much; maybe his life will be spared. but that doesn’t mean he’ll get away with pulling this stunt. he probably knows that, too.

now this lesson is forever derailed. great.

with a heaved, exhausted sigh, ryland puts his hands on his hips and says, “yes, that was my boyfriend. no, i will not answer any other questions about it. we’re resuming the lesson.”

he says as much, but he knows it’s a lost cause.

case in point:

“mr. grace, why did he look exactly like you?”

nope. nope nope.

“that… is a very personal question you do not need to know the answer to.” ryland turns around to face the whiteboard to various groans of disappointment.

as much as he loves his students, he is not about to discuss his love life with them.

especially not considering the nature of his and colt’s relationship.

absolutely not.

ryland sighs again, quiet but heavy. there’s frantic whispered murmurs rippling among the students at his back.

colt’s just opened a can of worms that’ll never be able to be closed again.

ryland sincerely hopes he’s happy.

[goodbye9p0]

Genji has big legs/thighs which means that hanzo naturally has the larger arms/biceps. Why is this you may ask? The answer is simple, hanzo has to have enough strength to push genji’s knees against his chest while hanzo rails him in missionary

[incmada]

kittiessss :3

[goodbye9p0]

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